The warm drizzle for days has washed away the summer dust, making the strict and strict Beijing look a little more relaxed and serious.
Zuoyue Street is a place where high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Kyoto are elegant, drinking and singing. It is still lively even at night.
Spring towers stand tall, and each house hangs red lanterns and welcoming candles to compete for guests.
On the wide street, on one side is a drunken nobleman supporting a geisha, and on the other side is a down-and-out beggar holding a bowl and shouting "Have good luck".
"Uncle, you are really majestic, tall and burly, handsome, well-dressed, and have beautiful features." The beggar said in one sentence.
The drunken noble man laughed loudly: "Reward!"
The young master's servants rewarded him with money, and the beggar kept kowtowing and saying a series of compliments.
The top floor of Chun Tower was full of splendor and bustling people.
Xu Yaochen sat expressionless by the window, overlooking the scene in the street, counting down softly: "Five, four, three, two, one."
When he finished counting, at the corner of the street, a well-dressed man with a bright smile walked out of the alley. Looking carefully at his face, he saw that he was the beggar from before.
The "beggar" came to a casino with a bunch of copper coins wagging on his fingers and was introduced to the building as a VIP.
Only then did Xu Yaochen retract his gaze and stare at the drinks on the table.
"This is a good wine that I have never thought of before. I am obviously in an environment where I miss you so much, but why..."
He murmured to himself: "Why is my heart more willing to sit casually in the countryside with Brother Yi, drinking turbid wine?"
In addition, Xu Yaochen still didn't understand much.
During the days when he came to Bian'an, he changed from a pheasant to a phoenix, and then from a phoenix to the... peacock he is today? Or a large domestic chicken?
Xu Yaochen couldn't guess the emperor's attitude, and he couldn't understand the various small groups in the capital.
Xu Yaochen began to have doubts about life.
Obviously everything I see and hear is about singing and dancing, but I don't know why, the more I see, the less I smile?
Xu Yaochen began to reflect on the history he had learned.
Bureaucratic collusion, the wealthy family is still fair and rich.
The people have been farming for a long time, but they still have no means of livelihood.
So, some people shouted, "Princes, generals, ministers, would rather have their own kind" and stood up, and all the people supported him.
So these people overthrew the powerful, and the people celebrated with joy.
But it didn't take long for people to discover that life still hadn't gotten better. The powerful people who oppressed them were still there, but they just changed their faces.
The people were confused. Why was the previous war fought?
Where have the people who shouted "I'd rather have the seed" gone?
Ten households have calluses on their hands, and a phoenix hairpin.
This world is still rotating and remains unchanged for thousands of years. So where have people's efforts gone? Was all that blood shed in vain?
"Snapped!"
A pair of white and thin palms slapped on the table, causing ripples to appear on the water in the wine glass.
But such a delicate hand belongs to a man: "Yao Chen, why are you drinking alone again?"
The man holds a folding fan and wears a red robe with brocade woven with gold threads. He has a dragon head hairpin on his head, which makes his identity clear.
Xu Yaochen stood up and saluted: "Reporting to the Seventh Prince, Yaochen is thinking about some past events."
"Only when you are disappointed with the present will you recall the past." At this point, he closed the folding fan and his tone became serious: "I know you are a smart person, you should understand what I am thinking."
"Yao Chen doesn't understand, please make it clear to the Seventh Prince."
"I don't care whether you understand it or not. Today I want to be a real villain and make my words clear to give you peace of mind."
The seventh prince's eyes were bright, "Among all the princes now, I am the only one who is still investing in you. I am betting that my father will not give up on you. All your expenses and conveniences in Kyoto are my bets. The other princes are already laughing at me. I I hope you won’t let me lose too badly.”
"Yaochen understands." Xu Yaochen held his hand.
The seventh prince patted him on the shoulder, said no more, and reintegrated into the festive drinking party, becoming the focus of everyone's praise.
Xu Yaochen looked at the other party's leaving figure, with a touch of bitterness on his lips: "Have everyone given up on me? How could I not know."
To this day, he can't forget how excited he was to come to Bian'an.
In this capital of a country, Xu Yaochen met His Majesty the Emperor and was actually given the surname "Wen" by the Emperor.
This matter spread throughout the government and the public, and for a while, the threshold of the place where he lived was breached.
The people who came were all ministers, generals, and even princes. There was really no traffic in those days.
People responded to him with the greatest enthusiasm, and Xu Yaochen did not dare to delay in the slightest. He stayed up late at night reading every day, hoping to serve his country with his ambition.
Everything is going in the right direction.
Until one night, Master Daqian paid a late-night visit.
In Daqian, the prestige of this imperial advisor was even higher than that of the emperor to some extent.
He is the anchor of Daqian and a role model for scholars in Daqian.
Xu Yaochen was in a turbulent mood, and his excitement washed away all his sleepiness.
There are also many powerful informants outside the residence, and the news that the imperial master visited Xu Yaochen spread throughout Bian'an in an instant.
The princes who had invested in advance clenched their fists excitedly. If they could get the national advisor to stand by, the battle for the crown prince could end early.
Those who had not had enough attitude before also ordered the housekeeper to prepare gifts quickly, and after the imperial master left, he would personally come to deliver the gifts.
Xu Yaochen clearly remembered that night, the Imperial Master looked serious and did not enter the room. He and he stood in the courtyard and chatted a lot.
Diplomacy, internal affairs, and governance principles.
From being nervous at the beginning to talking freely later, Xu Yaochen revealed all the revenge he had hidden in his heart.
He thought he answered well.
It can be seen from the corners of the Imperial Master's mouth that gradually turn up.
But the next day, news spread throughout Bian'an that the imperial master had applied to the emperor and refused to grant Xu Yaochen a promotion.
The princes who had prepared gifts stopped there, the senior officials stopped to watch, and even the people in the alleys talked about it.
Afterwards, the development turned out to be as rumored, and the emperor stopped seeing Xu Yaochen from then on.
The nobles began to gradually distance themselves from him, and everyone rejected him. Wen Yaochen's name, which represented honor, also became a joke before dinner and after drinking in Bian'an.
The courtyard, which was originally bustling with people, became deserted, and the seventh prince occasionally came to stay for a while. Xu Yaochen could accept this, as he did not like the way of handover in officialdom.
But he couldn't accept that his knowledge was denied by the master of the country.
Xu Yaochen began to lock himself in the house and copy his strategies for governing the country over and over again.
Ask yourself over and over again, is this article really shit?
"Is my knowledge really just for self-pleasure?"
The summer breeze blew coolly through Zuiyue Street, bringing Xu Yaochen back to reality from his trance.
The top floor of Chun Tower is still full of warblers and swallows, singing and dancing.
Dance enthusiastically and sing loudly.
Xu Yaochen in the corner looked even more out of place.
He looked at the moonlight and remembered the song "Looking at the Moon in the River" and the figure leaning on the archway.
"Brother Yi, what would you do if you were in the current situation?"
