"Forever high clouds have gathered in this city, and the autumn wind has scattered the sound of horse hooves.
The rivers and fields are still too tight, and the mountains cannot be relieved when they enter Tongguan. "
In the city of Tongguan Pass, a group of musicians from the Jiaofang Division were playing standard hymn tunes and singing new works they had just taken from the old men who were reciting poems and composing poems at the small pavilion in Linzhiyuan.
"Hmm, heroic, unrestrained, arrogant and majestic. I don't need to guess that this poem is a masterpiece by Hou Qing of Dali Temple."
The emperor, who was sitting in the Tongguan Wei Yamen, sat in the center, listening to the musicians on the stage rehearsing new poems.
He originally wanted to recite poems and compose poems together, but the mountain road was rugged and muddy. The high-ranking officials and nobles dared to go up there themselves, but they did not dare to let the emperor follow!
What if the emperor bumps into each other?
After much persuasion, the emperor finally gave up the idea of going up the mountain together under the gaze of the emperor behind him.
In fact, we shouldn't have stopped in Tongguan, but the queen was feeling a little unwell, so everyone had to stay in Tongguan for a few days to rest, and wait until the queen felt better before continuing on the road.
The Queen and the Emperor lived together for decades and raised six boys and two girls. Unfortunately, two boys and two girls died in infancy. The four surviving sons are Prince Li, the eldest son, Zhongkang, the second son, Zhongli, the third son, and Prince Zhongming, the fourth son. .
It is a pity that during the rebellion seven years ago, the old man once again lost his three sons forever, leaving only the third son closest to him, Prince Zhongli Chen Piao, who is the current emperor's son.
Six boys and two girls, out of eight children, only the third child survived.
Such pain of losing her son, the moment she heard the bad news, the Queen collapsed and fainted from crying.
Since then, the Queen's mood has become extremely unstable. She might think of something when she walked around a corner in the palace and break down crying. This lasted for nine months, until she went blind from crying.
In response to this, even the emperor, who had been dissolute for most of his life, was filled with guilt. From then on, he devoted all his resources to the Qi Dynasty to win the favor of the queen and took her with him every time he traveled.
The Queen followed the Emperor obediently, and went wherever the Emperor went. She never refuted or refused, but in front of the Emperor, she no longer had the agility of a human being, as if she was just a shell.
Only in front of the only surviving third son and his surviving grandchildren will there be a smile.
The emperor naturally knew these things. He had been the closest to his mother since he was a child. Every time he made his father angry, his mother would protect him without hesitation. This has always been the case.
The only thing I am dissatisfied about is that I have quickly gained weight since returning from military training. I feel that being so fat will cause many problems for my body.
But since my mother became blind, this fat body will make her instantly recognize her. As long as she touches her belly with both hands, her mother will smile happily.
Thinking of this, the emperor raised the hand holding the queen's and squeezed it harder.
Queen Shang, who was sitting next to her and enjoying the singing of the musicians on the stage, also felt something. Although she couldn't see it, she still looked at her favorite child with a loving face and her blind eyes.
"The heaven and the earth are the reverse journey of all things; the time is the passer-by of generations." Living in Tongguan, a place that once determined the fate of the Qi Dynasty, the emperor lying on the recliner next to him and drinking herbal tea couldn't help but sigh, "In the blink of an eye, At this time, it has been a hundred years since the founding of the Qi Dynasty. With the death of the last hero of the founding of the country, Duke Xu Wusu, all the founding fathers of the country have also withered away."
Recalling the founding ministers who were either mighty or wise as a child, the Emperor was filled with sighs.
"Especially Rongguo Zhongwu Gong who was the first to break through Tongguan and enter Guanzhong. He was only twenty-six years old at the time. At the age of twenty-six, he could command an army of 300,000 to fight a decisive battle against the 400,000 troops of Qianliang. How about you!"
Thinking of this, the Emperor suddenly became furious, pointing at the group of young nobles who had failed the examination and huddled like quails behind him, and cursed loudly.
"Your ancestors were all heroes who were killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. After decades of fighting, they brought you glory and wealth from mountains of swords and seas of fire! These are just a few generations, forget it!
If you don't want to make progress, even the most basic skills of riding a horse and archery as a military attache are almost useless. What do you want to do? Especially you, Cheng Qi, your family's title has reached the level of third-class general. If you don't work hard to make contributions and then raise your title, your next generation will not have a title! Don’t you feel ashamed of your ancestors? "
"Your Majesty, aren't there fourth-level generals and fifth-level generals?" Cheng Qi was used to being arrogant at home, and Cheng Qi subconsciously wanted to talk back.
"Fuck you, you are an ignorant and incompetent person. Those of the fourth and fifth grades are captains, not generals!"
"But he is not just a minister, everyone is like this. Duke Zhongwu of Rongguo is a great man. He can command thousands of troops at the age of twenty-six. But how many such great men can be produced?"
"Do you think Jia Hui and Jia Jinyu are not human beings? He joined the army when he was a teenager, participated in the destruction of Timur, and directly commanded the destruction of Heshuote on the plateau and the residual Yuan on the grassland. Why do you think he can do things Can't do it? Commanding and fighting can be said to be a matter of talent, but what about martial arts? At least you can't do it by practicing every day? Okay, no need to say more, Emperor?"
"Father, my son is here!"
The emperor, who was still lying on the recliner watching the excitement, quickly got up.
"Go and inform Jinyu and ask him to throw these little bastards into the Lantian Camp and train them hard! In four months, if these boys can't reach the level of the frontier army, If they can’t reach the standard of soldiers in the camp, let them stay there for the rest of their lives!”
"Your Majesty, you can't do that. Your Majesty, my ancestors and others have merit."
"Jinyu's ancestors have great merits like Bill and other ancestors!"
"this"
"Stop talking nonsense and drag it away!"
"Your Majesty, please spare my life!!!"
A few embroidered clothes walked in, and amid the singing of the musicians who were so frightened that they trembled with fear on the stage, they dragged away these big shots who were unattainable in the eyes of the musicians like pigs.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Keep playing music and keep dancing!"
"Father, there is no dance."
"What nonsense, I let them continue!"
"Okay, okay, hurry up, where's the next song? Sing it quickly!"
"Obey, obey the order!"
The musicians were so frightened that their legs were shaking. If everyone hadn't been sitting cross-legged on the ground, they would have fallen to the ground long ago. However, there were some exceptions.
The musicians all looked at the Wu family who were holding the newly sent poems with shocked expressions on their faces.
There are two people in charge of singing the lyrics, one is singing on the stage, and the other is familiar with the new lyrics off the stage.
"Master Wu, Master Wu?"
"Ah, it's coming!"
The Wu family then raised their heads as if waking from a dream, nodded apologetically, and then apologized in the direction of the Second Saint, then picked up their precious five-string pipa and walked to the stage.
""Hillside Goat"!"
After saying something to the colleagues behind him who were performing the music, Wu quickly turned around and adjusted his emotions.
"Sheep on the Hillside" It seems that this gentleman is very confident in his literary talent. He dares to write a sanqu for such an occasion, and he is also confident that I and other musicians will perform it for the four saints.
Having rehearsed often, they were extremely familiar with these tunes. Several musicians who had performance tasks looked at Wu's family together, waiting for her to start.
As the top of the Jiaofang Division, those who are qualified to accompany the emperor are not as capable of love as Zhou. Although he was very shocked by the Sanqu, which only has 44 words in Sanqu, his strong mentality It still made her regain her senses, and she was immersed in the artistic conception of these forty-four words again, her face became heavy.
Play the pipa lightly
"The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like angry waves, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside~"
Oops! The rugged mountains on both sides of Tongguan and the rough waves of the river are really described.
The two saints looked at each other and were amazed, but they also began to wonder, what made the Wu family so upset?
"Looking at the Western Capital, I feel hesitant. I am sad that where the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces have been turned into dirt~"
Hiss. This!
"When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer!"
The sound of the pipa suddenly stopped!
. . . . . .
"Brother Hui is really talented in both civil and military skills. Why don't you show it off on weekdays? Could it be because of my sister?"
"Oh, you're so annoying, shut up!"
Jia Hui suddenly became angry. He held the riding whip upside down and gently tapped Daiyu's head who was leaning out of the carriage window with the handle. Then he knocked the horse's belly and ran away.
After copying and writing the masterpiece of the previous Yuan Dynasty leader Zhang Yanghao, "Shanshan Sheep·Tong Guan Gu", everyone in the Western Hunting Team who had the ability to appreciate this Sanqu fell into an inexplicable mood. in excitement.
Others don't know that they copied it, but I know it. Although I don't have the ability, I just wrote this famous Sanqu just to show off.
If I hadn’t been educated in poetry and music and really knew how to write music, otherwise my secret would have been exposed!
He already regrets writing this now!
"Ouch! Mother, Brother Hui is bullying my daughter!"
Covering her beaten little head, Daiyu glanced at Jia Min with an aggrieved look, and involuntarily threw herself on Jia Min's belly.
"Poof!" Jia Min, who was drinking tea, was bumped into by her increasingly naughty and cheerful daughter. The tea in her mouth was immediately sprayed out and fell all over the carriage.
Knowing that she had committed a crime, Daiyu quickly climbed up from Jia Min's belly. With a panicked look on her face, she was about to crawl into the corner of the car to see her mother in the courtyard, but she didn't want to be grabbed by the wrist by Jia Min, who had quick eyes and quick hands.
Seeing that she was unable to escape, Daiyu quickly changed her strategy and looked pitifully at her mother, who had a malicious look on her face, trying to arouse her increasingly weakened maternal love in order to avoid punishment.
"Humph." Jia Min glanced at Daiyu lovingly, her face instantly drooped, and her hands quickly stretched out to pinch Daiyu's cheeks, who had no time to dodge.
"嘤嘤嘤!!!"
After riding his horse back to his carriage, and asking his soldiers to hold the reins, Jia Hui stood up from his horse and climbed into the carriage with one step.
"Oh, Dan'er, it's really painful to publish a literary name. These people haven't stopped in the past few days. Even when they were sleeping late at night, they pulled dad up and talked about admiring the moon and composing poems. Look, dad has lost weight."
He took Xiao Yanei from Li Wan's arms and put him on his chest. He rubbed his chin to show Xiao Yanei how haggard his old father was recently.
"Aww!"
Little Yanei didn't understand what the old father was saying, he just opened his small mouth and nibbled on the old father's chest, and then looked at him with a snicker on his face.
"Oh, this is not Jia Hui, Jia Tong Guan, who wrote the ever-famous song "Tong Guan Guan"!"
Before Li Wan could finish speaking, Jia Hui, who was once again furious, slapped Li Wan on the thigh with a "pop" sound. It hurt so much that she kept rubbing the spot on her thigh where Jia Hui had slapped her.
"It hurts so much, I'm going to die!"
"Okay, I already told you not to say this again, and you still say it!"
"I don't want to say goodbye, I just don't tell you."
Seeing Jia Hui raising his hand to greet his thigh again, Li Wan quickly reached out and held his big hand to beg for mercy.
"Hmph, Dan'er, did you see that? This little girl begged daddy for mercy, hehe!"
He stretched out two fingers and began to gently rub Xiaoya Nei's extremely tender and round face. The father and son looked at me and I laughed together.
Li Wan glanced at the father and son helplessly and sighed.
It seems that the idea of cultivating a boy from a standard family is going to come to nothing.
My husband’s education method is probably another Jingjie Tai Sui!
After playing around with Li Wan and his son for a while in the carriage, Jia Hui heard Hu Jiulai reporting from outside the carriage that he had something to handle by himself. Then Jia Hui reluctantly returned the small yameni to his mother, and finally squeezed it gently. Li Wan's dissatisfied look on the little Yamen's tender face walked out of the carriage.
"What's wrong? What is so important that I need to see it in person?"
After getting back on the horse, Jia Hui took the Southwest War Report from Hu Jiu, who was also riding next to him.
"Oh, it's from Master Yun, no wonder"
Seeing the seal on the battle report, Jia Hui understood.
He used a letter opener to cut open the wax seal. Jia Hui took out the paperwork from the bag containing the battle report and handed the empty paper bag to Hu Jiu. Jia Hui then opened the battle report and read it.
"Oh, that's great. Okay, Lao Jiu, go and do your work. I'll go find the Second Saint. Come on!"
Knocking lightly on the horse's belly, Jia Hui rode the horse and trotted towards the car in front of the Second Holy Temple.
. . . . . .
"Have you conquered Toungoo City? And captured alive a direct descendant of the Toungoo royal family?" The emperor looked at the battle report with some surprise.
He knew that Yun Yu's fight was going very smoothly, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth!
"Back to the emperor, Yun Gong first killed Mang Yingda, the only man who could subdue all the forces in Toungoo, leaving them leaderless and even suspicious of each other, unable to concentrate all their efforts to fight against Yun Gong.
And near Mandalay, they set up a majestic battle formation and annihilated in one fell swoop the main force of more than 50,000 people that the new leader of Toungoo had cobbled together."
"Moreover, they cut off the shipping on the Irrawaddy River, cut them apart, and annihilated them separately. Plus what you said, after annihilating their main force in the surrounding areas, Taungoo no longer has the power to resist Daqi."
"That's how it is, Your Majesty."
Jia Hui complimented him.
"Okay, okay, this vassal state that deserves to be beaten finally stopped Jinyu and sent a message to Yunyu, asking him to send Mang Yingda's family to Chang'an as soon as possible. I want to sacrifice prisoners here to sacrifice the ancestors and gods of heaven and earth. !”
(End of chapter)
