"Silver candles paint the screen in the cold autumn light, and the pavilion is quiet on a blue sky and clear night. Spider silk threads embroidery needles, and dragons and musk deer burn golden cauldrons. Celebrate the Chinese Valentine's Day in the world. Lie down and watch Altair and Vega, the moon turns over the shadow of the sycamore tree."
The emperor, who had just come out of the royal soup, sat lazily under the eaves of the Nine Dragons Hall, admiring the excellent poems he had written for last night's banquet at Huaqing Pool, which he had rushed from Chang'an City this morning.
"I didn't expect Jinyu to have such a talent. It seems that the song "Sheep on the Hillside" that I wrote before was not accidental. But why haven't Jinyu written poems and articles before?" The emperor murmured.
Xia Shouzhong on the side thought for a moment and replied to the emperor: "Your Majesty, Taiwei also wrote operas in the early years, but..."
Xia Shouzhong looked a little weird, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
"Just what?" The emperor became interested and turned to look at him.
"A few years ago, Master Tang Xian Tang served as an academic administrator in Shu. It happened that Captain Jia took Lhasang Khan and other great lamas on the plateau to Sichuan for rest. I heard that Master Tang, a famous opera master, was there, so The Taiwei took the operas he had written to find Master Tang."
"Then what? What did Tang Xian say?" The emperor especially wanted to hear the opinions of contemporary songwriters on Jia Hui.
"Master Tang commented, 'The writing does not make sense, the story is poorly written, the plot has no waves, and the rhythm is chaotic and knotted. The only remarkable thing is the good writing.'" Xia Shouzhong smiled and imitated Tang Xian over and over again. appearance.
"Hahahaha! Tang Xian is a humble gentleman. Even he couldn't help but curse. What on earth did Jinyu write? Hahahaha!" The emperor was immediately overjoyed.
"Hey, so happy? The emperor is so excited!"
There was an old voice in the distance, and when the emperor heard it, he pushed the armrest and stood up.
"My son, please pay your respects to your father!"
"My slave, please pay your respects to your Majesty!"
"My nephew, please give my regards to your uncle!"
"No gifts, no gifts, what was the emperor enjoying just now?" The emperor lay down on the emperor's recliner naturally.
"Haha, Father, Chang'an City sent a collection of poems from last night's Qujiangchi Wenhui."
"Oh? Then I have to take a closer look." The emperor took the handwritten poetry collection from the emperor's hand and began to study it carefully.
This was actually sent by the emperor after he asked the Jiaofang Secretary to record it alone. Naturally, the emperor did not have it.
After all, the emperor's attitude towards poetry and songs is to read them if they have them, and if they don't, he won't read them. Instead of poetry and songs, he prefers to compete with some old brothers, promising juniors, and the rotating Shangzhi soldiers on the school field.
Of course, since passing the throne, fishing and other activities have become his new hobbies.
After the emperor read the collection of poems, the emperor looked at his little nephew who had been staying with his old father and mother these past few days.
But most of the time it was the queen who took her with her. Only when taking a bath in the warm soup, the little nephew would follow the emperor.
"Come on, Pingyuan, sit down quickly." The emperor winked at Xia Shouzhong. Xia Shouzhong understood and moved out the two chairs that had been prepared when he found out that the emperor was coming, and placed them behind the uncle and nephew.
"Thank you, uncle!" Chen Pingyuan saluted the emperor sternly. After the emperor responded to him, he sat down.
Well, it seems that the mother has trained this child very well these days.
The emperor nodded with satisfaction.
It's good to know the rules.
Moreover, this child is so well-behaved and sensible. This is the kind of child that middle-aged and elderly people like them most!
Especially in the past few days, I can still see the bruises like palm prints caused by Sun Zhiming's killing of a thousand times and more than 3,400 times that night.
And according to the questions from those who came here, it was common for the child to be injured, and his bones would even be broken every now and then!
Even more distressed!
Thinking of this, the emperor accidentally saw Chen Pingyuan glance at the plate of pastries on the coffee table. This was great!
"Come on, Pingyuan, eat! If it's not enough, ask the kitchen to make more!" The emperor personally brought the plate with the pastries over and placed it on Chen Pingyuan's lap without any explanation.
Chen Pingyuan, who was accustomed to refuse, was stunned by the emperor's enthusiasm. He raised his head and stared blankly at his uncle's expectant eyes. Chen Pingyuan's nose felt sour, and he silently lowered his head and picked up the cake. Start eating in small bites
Oh, what a sin.
Look at what the child who was killed more than 3,400 times taught him, he is timid and terrified.
Hiss. Why is uncle staring at me like this? Is there something on my face?
No wonder it's embarrassing.
Chen Pingyuan, who was a little shy after being stared at by the emperor, ate the cakes more and more slowly.
"Okay, okay, when Jinyu wrote the poem "Sheep on the Hillside", I thought his literary talent was extraordinary. Look, these are just three masterpieces!" After reading three poems by Jia Huishun, During the song, the emperor happily stood up and walked to the emperor holding the collection of poems. After giving him a glance, he thrust the collection of poems into Chen Pingyuan's hand.
"My dear grandson, look, take a good look, this is the literary talent of my Daqi Taiwei! Not only was he a warrior who destroyed the Three Kingdoms, he was also Daqi's top songwriter and composer. What is this called? This is called being both civil and military. Ah! You also need to learn from him. Our old Chen family will produce a royal poet, lyricist, and master of Sanqu. Do you have the confidence!"
"Ah? Oh, how dare you disobey me!"
"Hahahaha, what a good boy, you are worthy of being a descendant of my old Chen family!" Hearing Chen Pingyuan's firm tone, the emperor laughed heartily and kept patting the emperor's shoulders, which made the emperor feel pain and happiness.
This kid. In the end, he chose to follow the life that his father had set for him.
The emperor was very pleased
But my shoulder hurts so much!
. . . . . .
"Hey, is the arrow wound on your butt healed?"
In Yingtai Hall, the main hall of the Duke's mansion, Jia Hui is receiving Cui He and his wife.
On the day when the Fourth Army of the East Palace left Lintong City, Xiuyi, under the leadership of Li Sananniang's two subordinates, successfully rescued the hospital and the injured Li Sananniang, leaving the remaining ones behind. All the people were killed.
"Hehe, it's just an arrow wound. It'll be fine in a few days. Besides, luckily I'm wearing armor and the tip of the arrow penetrated my flesh. I put some medicine on it and cultivated it for a few days before I could go to the ground." Cui Hehan smiled. He scratched his head and said to Jia Hui, and looked at his wife with some distress, who could only move around in a wheelchair.
Although it is for the purpose of carrying out the bitter flesh tactic, it is a bitter flesh tactic, and it has to really hurt the person!
"Ah, don't worry about Thirty Niang's injuries. I stabbed these all myself. Thirty-six stabs avoided the vital points, but it just looks miserable. Look at this, half a month later, she will be a lively and vigorous person again. hero"
"This" Hearing Jia Hui's explanation, Cui He was full of swear words and wanted to throw them out. But to some extent, Jia Hui saved the lives of his wife and his wife, so he could only swallow the swear words again.
The two of them were able to enter the county government's mansion because they had studied in the Donggong Academy, so they and Jia Hui could barely be regarded as old classmates.
Since that night, the Imperial Palace Primary School and the East Palace Primary School have been killed, disabled, and kidnapped. Now, there are not many old friends left.
One less person dies.
"What are your plans next? Do you want to continue serving as a soldier or do you have other ideas?" After reminiscing about their childhood with Cui He and his wife, Jia Hui took a sip of tea and turned to today's topic.
"Next." After hearing these three words, Cui He felt a little emotional for a moment.
A few days ago, not even ten days ago, he was a rebel whose future was bleak and precarious, and he couldn't even give his wife a future. The future was just a dream to him.
But now, this dream has come true.
"I have discussed with Thirty Niang that we will not stay in the army any longer. Although we have no choice but to do so, we have betrayed Sun Laozamao and Wei Rabbit and are traitors." Cui He smiled bitterly.
"Who said that? The person we serve has not always been the prince, no, but His Highness Pingyuan? We have always acted according to His Highness Pingyuan's orders. How can this be betrayal?" Hearing Cui He call himself Traitor, Li Sananniang would not be happy.
"Okay, okay, we are not traitors, we are not traitors, we are trying to bring order out of chaos!" Cui He quickly changed his words.
"It doesn't matter whether he is right or not. Sun Zhiming is not a good bird in the first place. When the East Palace was still there, he was already hated by everyone. Which general of the East Palace at that time had not fought with him? Not even the soldiers below. You often go to Prince Li to complain, and as you said, you are following Chen Pingyuan's footsteps." Jia Hui leaned on the back of the chair and adjusted to a comfortable position.
"Having said that, we really don't want to continue to be soldiers," Cui He thought for a while and finally decided to stick to his original idea.
"Well, okay, what are you going to do?" Jia Hui nodded. Now that he has decided, he won't say more.
"We plan to go back to Peiping first to pay homage to our parents, and then return to Datong. Over the years, we have saved a small amount of money through frugality, and with the rewards given by the court, we can also spend time in Datong. I bought a few hectares of land in my hometown, and I can farm and herd sheep peacefully from now on."
"Datong? Farming?" Jia Hui looked at Cui He with a look of longing on his face strangely.
"Old Cui, I think you can farm in Datong by buying a few shops in Taiyuan and Datong City to collect rent, and then just buy a hectare of land as a token of inheritance. Farming in Datong is really... "Jia Hui persuaded Cui He earnestly.
"Then let's listen to the captain, right?" Cui He wanted to argue, but when he saw that Jia Hui's serious expression did not seem to be fake, he felt panicked, so he turned to look at his wife who was never ambiguous on important matters.
"What do you want me to do? Just do it. Who are we two? Why does the Taiwei need to use this method to harm us?" Li Sananniang followed the good advice and fully accepted the Taiwei's opinions.
They don't know anything about the situation in Datong now, and there is nothing for the couple to worry about. In this case, why not listen to the Taiwei's opinion?
"That's it, just listen to the captain!" Cui He saw that his wife said so, so he just did it.
"Yeah, but the land and the shop are not that easy to hold on to. Judging from your appearance, I'm afraid you will never have anything to do with me in this life."
When Cui He heard this, he pretended to be stupid and giggled.
"How about this, go to Datong or Taiyuan and become a county captain? With this status, it will be much easier to do anything. My Jia family over there will also take care of me."
"Captain!" Li Sananniang interrupted Jia Hui.
As Jia Hui said more and more, which was more and more beneficial to her family, Li Sananniang felt more and more that Jia Hui had something for them to do.
"The Lieutenant treats me and my wife so kindly. If you want us to do anything, just give us the order." Li Sananniang bluntly broke through the window paper.
Well, Li Sananniang's sensitivity to this kind of thing is much higher than that of Cui He. Jia Hui nodded secretly.
"Then I'll tell you the truth." Jia Hui put the tea bowl in his hand back on the table, stood up suddenly with both hands on the armrests, and walked to Cui He and his wife. The sudden fierce momentum overwhelmed them. Almost out of breath
"Those Shanxi merchants have been very dishonest during this period. It would be fine if you didn't go back to Datong, but since you chose to go back to Datong."
Jia Hui narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Sananniang.
"Then help me keep an eye on them. I want to know where each Shanxi merchant caravan enters the grassland, where they are going and what they are bringing! You were trained as an assassin, Thirty Niang, you can complete it This mission?"
"Can we complete the mission!" Li Sananniang and Cui He immediately regretted it to death, but since the Taiwei had spoken, they would do it even if they didn't do it, and they had to do it well!
You don't need to think about it to know that someone from Xiuyi or Dongchang must be watching the couple all the time!
"That's good!" The sharp aura that seemed to scratch the skin suddenly disappeared, and the smile reappeared on Jia Hui's face.
"Since you have decided to work for the imperial court"
"I'm doing something for you, Lieutenant!" Li Sananniang's mouth was faster than her brain, and she interrupted Jia Hui again. After she realized what she was saying, she covered her mouth with a look of horror, but she accidentally caused the wound and grimaced in pain.
Jia Hui watched Li Sanniang recover from the pain with an expressionless face before continuing to speak.
"Since you have decided to work for the imperial court, I will not treat you badly. I will provide you with a thousand taels of silver per year."
"No problem! Guaranteed to complete the task!"*2
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After hearing that they could earn extra money instead of working for free, the couple immediately accepted the job without any hesitation.
Tsk. That’s sloppy. Looking at this, the funding should be lower.
"By the way, since you are going back to Jin, can you drop by Wenshu Monastery in Mount Wutai to deliver a letter? Don't worry, it's just an ordinary letter of greetings."
After the Battle of the White Lotus Sect last year, Ruda no longer planned to continue traveling around the world. After bidding farewell to Jia Hui, he went to Wenshu Monastery in Wutai Mountain alone to become a monk.
Jia Hui wanted to give some advice, but after seeing Ruda's extremely firm eyes, he swallowed his words.
But since he has become a monk, he should be called Lu Zhishen.
Not in a hurry? The two of them patted their chests and agreed. After discussing some details with Jia Hui, the two happily returned to the yard to pack their luggage.
Jia Hui was the only one left in Yingtai Hall.
Sitting back on the chair and holding the tea cup, Jia Hui kept twisting the lid of the bowl and playing with the tea leaves floating in the water.
Shanxi merchants, Shui family, smuggling?
Ah.
(End of chapter)
