Among the continuous palaces, there are gold, silver and jade, carved dragons and phoenixes, and even owl kisses and swallows beasts. The spirit is vivid, crawling on the top of the palace platform, looking at the entire Tailin Imperial City from top to bottom.
The spring light is warmer, and the golden eaves are rolled to avoid floating clouds.
On the alleyway, the two people moved forward slowly. The face of the person in front of me is that of a man of great fortune. He has a square face, a narrow nose and a wide mouth. He is extremely noble. He is dressed in a yellow robe. Although he is not young, there is no trace of him as he walks slowly. Half depressed.
The handsome man at the back, just looking at the opening and closing of his steps, showed that he was brisk and very skillful, but he always followed him three steps behind him, refusing to go beyond even half a step.
"Rong An, do you know why you and I came here?" The old man asked with a smile, but his legs and feet were not slow at all. He walked slowly towards the back of the palace, as if he was just asking casually.
The handsome man lowered his head and responded, "I don't know, but wherever the saint steps, my subordinates will definitely follow."
The old man teased, "It's true to be cautious and careful in words and deeds, but you have been following me for several years. Apart from the courtesy of a monarch and a minister, you should also have some friendship. Why bother to do so complete the complicated etiquette, and not be as good as your word?" Don't you feel uncomfortable being under the jurisdiction of a ferocious envoy all day long?"
Hearing the words, the man's steps became lighter and he bowed and saluted, "What I want is not the word "freedom". Just like the saint, what he cares about is not the word "freedom", but the word "Yizhang" to protect the country and make it safe. Returning to the nine kingdoms in the world, the saint is willing to personally protect the country, and the subordinates are willing to do their best to protect the saint. Only in this way is what the subordinates want."
In the silent imperial city, the footsteps stopped.
"It's a pity that this saint is very different from that saint." The old man sighed, looking at the bright sun at noon, his snow beard trembling slightly, "The setting sun is about to set, and the sight of it is so gloomy that it makes people think of it when spring comes. The winter snow is desolate, perhaps this is the end of old age."
"There will always be saints replaced by saints, who will conquer the world with iron. Your Majesty Liu Shui, at that time, will Rongan be willing to welcome the new saint? In other words, who does Rongan think should be appointed as his successor?"
The man frowned slightly and just replied in a low voice: "I don't dare to guess the Holy Will. Besides, the Saint is strong and strong, just like a man of forty years. There is no urgency to establish the throne."
After hearing this, the old man nodded with a half-smile, "After all these years, you have finally learned some slickness from Chao Rongan. It's not easy, but it doesn't matter, I just don't let this matter pressure you. Since the matter of establishing a prince is over, , you might as well guess, where you and I are going on this trip, whether it is Xizheng Prince’s Mansion or Dongzheng Prince’s Mansion.”
The East and West Palace in Tailin Imperial City was built for the two princes. It was designed to make it much more convenient for them to go to the palace to meet the saints or to practice literature and martial arts. However, when I mentioned this for the first time, it was indeed This aroused the anger of many ministers in the court. They wrote hundreds of memorials in a row, but were rejected by the emperor one by one, and no more criticism was allowed.
The eldest prince lives firmly in the West Government Palace, and the second prince lives in the East Government Palace. However, things change with each passing year. One of the two princes at the beginning has already entered the palace, and the other has established the remaining three. But until now, Emperor Quan is still the king. Does not fall. In the past few years, there were rumors in the palace that Emperor Quan was old and frail, fearing that time was running out. However, a while ago, the talented and sage Yizhang used thunderous means to get rid of more than a hundred officials, including their party members, and even Bring up the roots.
The rumors turned out to be true.
Emperor Quan is still there, just like the owl kissing in the palace, looking around with a tiger's eye.
"The Sacred Heart must not presume on its own, and I forgive my subordinates for never daring to overstep their bounds." Chao Rongan lowered his head again and again, leaving only two palms clasping his fists, and his knees already touching the ground.
"Tsk, it's boring." The old man raised his palm in vain, asking the young man to stand up and look up at the Prince of Xizheng's palace, "Where else can we go? I only have these two sons, who can be most useful. The rest of my children and grandchildren can be allowed to be idle. Your Majesty, my eldest son is already past his age, so I, as the father, should go and visit Haosheng."
The only one in Yizhang who dares to call himself me is Emperor Quan.
After crossing the Yuyao Bridge and passing through the Plain Women's Corridor, you can see the Palace of the Prince of Xizheng.
Just as the old man was about to walk up to the palace, he muttered to himself and said coldly, "If I had known this, I should have made the steps of the Western Government Palace shorter. Now I can walk without losing any strength."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a person running out of the palace, almost crawling down the long steps, crying sadly, "If I knew that my father was coming alone, I would have to crawl to greet him even if I had to crawl. Father, I walked up this long step alone. I am really ashamed to kill my son." After saying that, he pressed his body to the bottom and took the old man's arm, "I am ashamed, father, please blame me."
"What does it mean to come alone? If Ron An is not following me, it doesn't mean anything. Besides, climbing up such a high step will make your legs and feet more comfortable, which is not bad." The old man smiled, but did not let the middle-aged man leave. , but in a calm tone, "That's how dad helped you up. Now that the positions have been changed, I can feel at ease and enjoy it for a while. It's good."
"Father, my body has become stronger and stronger these days. I am really happy in my heart. Not to mention supporting me for a while, even if I support you for hundreds of miles, hundreds of thousands of years, I will still be happy." The middle-aged man walked slowly and supported me. The old man's words were kind and cheerful, and even his ears were slightly red.
Yizhang, the two most noble people, walked up to the palace slowly while exchanging greetings, followed by Rongan slowly.
The tea soup is boiling and warm, and the incense and smoke are burning.
The two maids knelt down and offered tea, but there was nothing else.
The old man took a closer look at the tea-presenting woman, who was dressed very simply. He looked around the palace, frowned and said, "Ju'er, the furnishings in your palace are a bit plain. It doesn't look like a palace, but more like an eighth- or ninth-grade sesame boy." Officer, it’s a bit of a waste to spend such a big palace.”
The middle-aged man who was called Ju'er stood aside. Hearing this, he quickly smiled and said: "Back to my father, it is spring now. It is not an exaggeration to call it the best time of the year. There is good tea from the West." , Xia Song’s Mi Luo smells so good, it’s enough for reading the memorials, so why bother about other things. The luxurious decoration was removed by the ministers a few years ago, but now it looks comfortable and clean. "
"Purity in things can be found, but purity in heart is hard to find." The old man waved his hands to the two tea maids and asked casually, "I heard that when I was not in charge of the government a while ago, many senior officials were invited out of Tailin City, and then He came back at night without knowing anything about it, does Juer know?"
The man's expression remained unchanged and he replied calmly, "I really don't know about this, but a while ago, my second brother often walked outside Tailin. He said he went out to experience some local customs. I don't know if he went to train officials. .”
"That's strange, why did you have to go out to train officials when you are not staying in Tai Lincheng?" The old man sniffed the tea soup and was quite satisfied, but then he asked sharply.
"Does Ju'er know about Qing Jun's side issue?"
