As if he noticed Jiang Tian's reaction, one of the leading military officials suddenly said: "Shaojun's family is extremely noble, so the Tianjia family in the past dynasties has granted many rights and conveniences; this garden is just a small effort; So don’t make any assumptions to avoid disaster.”
While talking, Jiang Tian and his entourage had already passed through several triple archways on the straight stone archway and arrived at the open gatehouse on the right side of the tall palace wall. The several guards on duty outside the palace gate seemed to turn a blind eye to this and were accustomed to it, which somewhat corroborated his statement.
After he got off his horse and walked again, and walked out of the small urn city that was a hundred steps long and wide, Jiang Tian immediately saw a brightly lit palace with a double wart-topped roof. And in this palace with thick pillars, large arches, tall cornices, and carved beams and painted beams, a large banquet was going on with a lot of people.
When Jiang Tian walked along the side corridor and entered the main hall through the side door, he had a completely different feeling. What is somewhat incompatible with the surrounding elegant environment of high pillars, ceilings, wells and painted walls is that the guests receiving banquets in these halls gather people from three religions and nine schools.
There are casual men on the street wearing rough clothes and hemp shoes, shirtless and naked; there are also monks and Taoists wearing Ziyi clothes and crane cloaks; there are also merchants wearing square scarves and hats, and different Tibetan and Hu ethnic groups wearing fur hats and leather clothing; It seems that the weapons are not separated from the body, but are just wrapped in cloth to conceal the weapons from the eyes of the knights and heroes.
In addition, there were some officials who behaved in a certain official style and were obviously dressed in casual clothes to attend the banquet. They seemed to have no resentment, rejection or alienation among them; they even called them friends again and again, and hooked up with them. Put together; and full of some magical realism.
On the table where everyone is sitting, there is a table full of wine and food; they can eat as much as they want, or drink with their faces full of smoke and make the cups and plates messy; or they can bare their chests and shout at each other while drinking. , slapping and beating themselves. There are also people who get drunk and are helped out from time to time.
Corresponding to this chaotic dance-like noise of a group of demons, there is a temporarily arranged high platform in the middle and innermost part; a dancer wearing an exotic-style two-part and three-part gauze skirt, with tiny bells on her hands and feet; Amidst the loud laughter in the crowd, he danced endlessly without caring about his emotions.
But the leading military officer did not stop, and just continued to lead Jiang Tian through the side corridor columns; passing directly through the servants who were busy serving wine and food, he came to the corridor at the back of the palace. Walk for some distance along this winding corridor covered with stone lantern holders and illuminated by light.
As the continuous high walls and porches suddenly disappeared, a broad view suddenly appeared in front of them; a slightly smaller double hall. The hustle and bustle from the rear was almost inaudible due to the heavy palace walls and flowers and trees; only the melodious music from the hall in front was left.
There were also faint voices of approval and criticism that were deliberately lowered in tone; it seemed that the style and atmosphere were far from comparable to those rough and unruly guests in the front hall. The military officer who was leading the way finally stopped, as if he was afraid of disturbing them, and whispered to the corridor:
"I've already invited the guests from Dongdu. I'd like to ask Mr. Tong Bing for a moment."
"Wait a moment." Then, a gloomy voice from the corridor responded: And while waiting, Jiang Tian also saw clearly the situation in the hall. It was a banquet occasion that was obviously much more elegant. There are no individual desks, just a dozen unusually large low tables.
And on these large, low tables, there are piles of seasonal fruits and vegetables, hot and cold dishes that have been carefully cooked and plated in various colors; as well as wine and soup in gilt silver flatware; and blue and white porcelain bottles with dew in them. Seasonal flowers, lifelike silk flowers and birds serve as decorations and embellishments.
There were seven or eight guests sitting around each low table, wearing long robes and plain hair with yarn wrapped around them; but most of them were not tasting the dishes, but holding the cups that the maids were pouring out; staring intently at them. They sing along with the plucked strings played in the curtain; they shake their heads and show appreciation, criticism and admiration.
However, although they all wear loose casual clothes, their demeanor and demeanor may be the elegant charm formed by being immersed in a certain field for a long time; or they may have strange appearance but poor conversational skills. Customs and quotations from other sources all indicate the upper class circle of society to which they belong.
The plucked music and singing within the curtain are obviously also chosen by famous artists; its slow and leisurely singing lingers and touches the heartstrings, and is no less than the vocal quality of Jiang Tian when he was entertained by Yiyinglou in Pingkangli, Chang'an. However, before Jiang Tian finished listening to a piece of music, he got a reply from the corridor.
"Young Master has been ordered to invite guests from Dongdu to meet at the Ming Hall."
However, the officer who was leading the way couldn't help but change his face slightly; then he returned to his normal expression and took orders with his hands crossed, leaving other subordinates behind and leading Jiang Tian forward alone. However, when he passed through the door where several layers of embroidered robe guards were waiting, he spoke briefly without any warning:
"Young Master is from a prominent family in the world, and has the origins of a noble family. Usually his words are a bit loose and casual. Please don't think too much about other things, otherwise I'm afraid the situation will be difficult to deal with." Then walked out of here. In a secluded alley, he fell silent again as if nothing happened.
At this time, Jiang Tian found that he had strayed away from the many main halls and palace buildings on the central axis of the garden, and came to a garden on the west side. And here, he also sensed the faint breathing and friction sounds hidden among the flowers, trees, rocks and building shadows.
Obviously, although there does not seem to be a sentry here on the surface, secretly it is more tightly guarded. If someone shows suspicious behavior here or takes dangerous actions, they may be shot at and surrounded by at least dozens of crossbows.
But when Jiang Tian followed the military officials into the garden, there was another charming and romantic scene. In the garden filled with lights, there are many cloisters and pavilions dotted around; in these pavilions and verandas with gauze curtains, there are drinks and food like a buffet table.
There are also young people who gather in groups, accompanied and served by female companions wearing only light gauze skirts, and have endless fun in public. They are so carried away and immersed in it that they roll into a ball or raise and lower their hands; they make all kinds of unsightly actions and expressions.
So far away, Jiang Tian could smell various refreshing incense scents, mixed with the complex scent that continued to spread due to the exchange of sweat and other body fluids. But these people also turned a blind eye to outsiders; they allowed the military officials to lead Jiang Tian outside a hall.
And here, Jiang Tian also felt several prying eyes from the dark, full of malice and threats; there was even some kind of wild desire. Then the door opened by the military officer's soft call and disappeared in an instant. I saw him walking into it without looking back.
However, after entering the room, Jiang Tian was presented with another lively scene. It was a beauties standing or sitting, with graceful postures, different styles, and charming beauty; wearing a light and transparent silk skirt, woven half-arms and brocade blouse that could be seen clearly.
They hold translucent round fans in their hands, or hold exquisite handkerchiefs or handkerchiefs. With a charming, gentle, frank and honest attitude, and intoxicating blurred and hazy eyes, they all watched and watched Jiang Tian who was introduced to them without any aversion to suspicion; they made tiny whispers.
Moreover, people in this room are obviously more open-minded than outside; from time to time, there are individual people behind the hall that is open on all sides, surrounding many furnishings such as screen fans, cloud beds, and partitions between beams and columns; exclaiming and cooing, they continue to chase and play With. Then it turned into the sound of gasping in the corner or behind the partition.
In the end, Jiang Tian, who was observing all this with interest, was led up the stairs; he came to a door of unusually thick ebony wood. The military officer gently pulled the handle, then retreated to the door and waited quietly for a few moments; Wuchen's door quietly opened, revealing a graceful figure.
However, the military officer standing beside him with low eyebrows showed a look of shock and confusion the moment he saw him. Then he disappeared like a flash of lightning, leaving only a lifeless expression on his face. I saw this woman standing barefoot on the scarlet carpet and whispered:
"You are from Dongdu, don't keep me waiting for a long time."
However, at this moment, Jiang Tian's interest in this young gentleman was pushed to a certain peak; because he seemed to have seen this familiar scene before. And what kind of person could be so trusting and confident, and be able to command the representatives sent by the Eastern Capital Headquarters so confidently?
The door behind Jiang Tian was quietly closed by the woman who took the initiative to walk out; however, the next moment, her arm was unexpectedly grabbed by the military officer nearby, and he spoke with a gnashing tone of voice. Said: "You...you...why are you here!"
"..." The woman couldn't help being startled, and then after seeing clearly the military officer who was mostly standing in the shadow, she flashed expressions of shock, sadness, disdain and shame, and finally turned into an insensitive tone and said: "Why can't I be here anymore...I should be here."
"No, no!" The military officer said with hesitation on his face and some difficulty in breathing: "I have obviously petitioned the public to assign you to me. From now on, I will no longer have to serve others; even Jiaofang Si Lili I have prepared all the money needed to redeem myself... How dare they, how dare they!"
"Why don't you dare? You are just a military patrolman who can be regarded as a usable eagle and dog." However, the woman sneered sadly: "If Shangguan and the nobles use you to work hard, they will reward you." Bones; what more can you wish for so that you won't change your mind?"
"What's more, not to mention that in this large garden, there are all the playthings that Shaojun can use at will; even in this Youzhou City, which local family's back house can refuse Shaojun's summons? What's more? I want to thank your tight-lipped good brother for making Shaojun remember me again."
"In that case, then you come with me." However, the military officer let go of her hand, and said in a hard voice as if he mustered all his strength and bravery: "Leave Youzhou, leave where Shaojun can reach out." Realm; change your name and start over... I don’t believe it, considering how big the world is, how could it be possible?”
However, when he said these words, he tried hard to control himself and not look at the exposed delicate body of the woman; the obvious new bruises and whip marks; and the scalding scars. Because every time he looked at it, it felt like a knife had been cut into his torn and bloody heart.
"In this case... slave, I have nothing to lose; why not let you go crazy." However, after the numb-faced woman listened to his words, she revealed a sad and sad smile and said: "It's just that I can't just leave so easily; I need some support..."
(End of chapter)
