The reporter in charge of Cui Jing's clerical affairs replied: "Back to the Governor, during your absence, there were letters from everywhere. There were seven or eight letters from the south alone."
Seven or eight letters?
Cui Jing's feet were faster.
Najishi joined the army and trotted to catch up.
After entering the study, Cui Jing took off his cloak and sword, handed them to his attendant, and immediately read the letter.
Joining the army in the reporter's office has quickly picked up the pile of letters.
Some were sent from the south, and some were sent from various parts of the capital. The reporter's office was very careful and distinguished the letters according to their place of origin and the time of delivery. They were placed on the bookcase respectively so that Cui Jing could see them clearly when he checked them.
There are too many letters, arranged in rows like this, occupying most of the book.
And Cui Jing saw Chang Suining's letter with just one glance.
Her handwriting was easy to recognize, or in other words, he was too familiar with it - especially the handwriting on the envelope this time, which was almost exactly the same as the handwriting on the art of war notes that he had read over and over again over the years.
The young man stood beside the book. Before he could sit down, he opened the letter.
Although he has been away for half a month, he already knows the outcome of the incident between Hezhou and Li Yi, so he has already felt at ease. The reason why he is observing and earnest at this time is all from his heart.
The first thing he saw was the vivid chestnut painted on the letter paper.
When Cui Jing saw Li, a smile suddenly flashed between his eyebrows. In an instant, all the chill brought back from outside seemed to have dissipated.
The reporter plucked up the courage to take a peek and found it very strange.
Is this... the benefit of celebrating the New Year? The Governor's face actually had a festive New Year look on it.
Cui Jing has read the letter from the beginning, every word and every word has not been missed, and she is extremely serious.
It was already the end of the Shen Dynasty when he returned. The study was a little dark, the recording room was lit by lamps, and red lanterns were hung on the corridor.
Cui Jing has read to the end for the second time.
Everyone works hard on the road, thousands of miles from the same wind...
The light illuminated the young man's deep and clear eyebrows with a rare warmth, and the corners of his mouth curved.
His eyes were reading the letter, and he seemed to be seeing people and things that only he could see through the letter.
"...Grand Governor, you..." the voice from the recording room sounded, a bit hazy and distant in Cui Jing's ears.
Cui Jing half recovered and looked at him: "I'm reading the letter."
This wonderful answer made the reporter open his mouth, react for a moment, and then said: "I know... I want to remind the Governor that you must be tired after returning from such a long journey, so you might as well sit down and read it carefully."
He had said it once, but the Governor didn't hear it at all. It seemed that the Governor was really tired.
Cui Jing said "hmm" and suddenly asked him: "Have you ever heard of Zhou Xingji's poem "Sending Friends Back East"?"
The reporter was stunned and nodded: "I've heard of it..."
So, was the Grand Governor chatting with him?
The reporter was somewhat flattered by this guess, and boldly continued the topic: "Does the Governor like this poem?"
Cui Jing lowered his eyes to read the letter and nodded with a smile.
I like it only if I like it.
He planned to write this poem down.
Thinking of this, Cui Jing looked around the study, as if thinking about the most suitable place to hang it, preferably so that it could be seen at a glance when handling official duties.
Sensing his good mood, the reporter smiled and said, "It seems that this letter is from a friend of yours, the Governor... I guess he is a very important friend!"
Cui Jing was noncommittal.
more than.
She is not only very important to him.
Considering that there might be matters in other letters that he needed to deal with in a timely manner, he temporarily put Chang Suining's letter away.
But he didn't just put it aside, but put it into the lapel of his robe.
The reporter looked more and more surprised, what kind of friend is this?
He wanted to find out, but it hadn't swelled to such an extent yet, and his upper body had already changed into the look it should have when dealing with official business.
Cui Jing and the reporter's office first dealt with some official letters, including letters from Xuance Mansion in Beijing and letters from the imperial court.
After finishing these dishes, Cui Jing opened Chang Kuo's letter.
Chang Kuo's handwriting was larger than ordinary people's, and the content was very simple, so that he didn't have to worry about Jiangnan. He also gave simple New Year greetings.
Then there were two letters from Yuan Xiang. When Cui Jing touched the thickness of the envelope, he hesitated slightly, but still opened it and read it.
The letters contained mostly nonsense, and he could only scan the letters to pick out the people and things he wanted to see.
Yuan Xiang detailed the process of working with Wei Shuyi in the letter. At the end, he whispered that when he was arguing with Chang Ji once, he heard Chang Ji accidentally let it slip that Wei Shilang came to Jiangnan for this trip. The same saint recommends himself...
As he wrote this, Yuan Xiang's font became smaller and smaller, as if the font also had a sound, giving him the air of a secret informant, very sneaky.
He also wrote - "According to the secret observation of his subordinates, Wei Shilang is very attentive to Mrs. Chang. He can't do without Mrs. Chang in three words. Combined with her self-recommendation, the subordinates have a bold guess that Wei Shilang may treat Mrs. Chang very well." Mrs. Chang also has evil intentions."
Cui Jing looked at the crossed-out word "ye": "..."
In the end, Yuan Xiang promised like an oath that he would keep a close eye on Wei Shilang and would never allow him to take advantage of him.
At this point, the handwriting is deeply penetrating, showing determination, like a wolf dog with bared teeth and puffy fur.
Cui Jing opened the second letter from the wolf dog.
The second letter was sent a few days late. The letter mainly stated one thing - Minister Wei has returned to Beijing. Please rest assured, Governor!
This time the handwriting is very cheerful, like a wolf dog raising its tail proudly.
Finally, Cui Jing opened the letter home.
Grandfather's, several uncles in the clan, and three of the Lu family, Cui Tang and Cui Lang.
The letters from the latter three groups are all very weighty. Compared with Yuan Xiang, they have different approaches but the same effect, but they are even worse.
If he doesn't have enough time to read the letter, he won't dare to open it easily.
This letter, perhaps because it was the last one before the year, was written with more weight. Judging from the handwriting on each piece of letter paper, three people participated in it. It was probably that one person wrote until his hands were exhausted and then finished. Let's put another person on top...
The order is based on family status. For example, the handwriting at the front is Cui Lang's.
Cui Lang explained the current situation of his family, the big and small affairs of the clan, and the affairs of the court. He mentioned the word "master" repeatedly, and explained how Chang Suining was now famous in the capital, and was known as the reincarnation of a star. I am very proud of every word.
Reincarnation of the star...
Cui Jing looked at these four words and smiled silently.
It took half an hour to finish reading every letter.
Along with the letters from Lu, mother and son, there was another box.
Cui Jing asked someone to open the box and saw that it was full of new clothes and shoes neatly stacked.
Ms. Lu said in the letter that because she was pressed for time, she wanted to deliver it before the year before, so she asked a tailor to do it. When she had enough time in the coming year, she would make spring and summer robes for him by herself. She also said, "My mother's craftsmanship is ordinary, I hope Dalang Don’t dislike it.”
Hot water was prepared nearby, and after Cui Jing took a bath, she put on a clean, well-fitting new robe and boots.
After changing clothes, don't forget to put the letter back into your arms.
At this time, a guard came to send a message: "The banquet has been set up, and the Governor of Qin invites the Governor to come."
This banquet is not only a cleansing ceremony for Cui Jing, but also a grand banquet.
All officials from the Anbei Protectorate were there, as well as other border guards. When they saw the young man approaching, they all stood up and saluted.
The young man wears a dark blue robe with a round collar and wide sleeves, and a jade crown to tie his hair. His eyebrows are dark and deep, and he is very handsome. He has the unparalleled nobility of the Cui family, and the sharp edge honed on the battlefield, two completely different temperaments. A mixture of them makes him even more special and eye-catching.
The folk customs in the north are rough and open, and the female Juan from the Protectorate's Palace is also there, but they are eating separately.
several young
The girl watched the young man enter, stood up and saluted, her eyes fixed on Cui Jing, and she couldn't move away no matter what.
After Cui Jing sat down, everyone followed suit.
During the dinner, Cui Jing rarely spoke. He had always been reticent, and most of the officials present were used to it.
"Guess, before Governor Cui leaves the banquet...can you come up with ten sentences?" Several girls were talking quietly in the women's seat.
Governor Qin also felt very nervous. He even felt that Governor Cui was not listening to their nonsense at all.
After three rounds of drinking, Cui Jing still didn't speak much. On the contrary, the generals spoke more and more casually because of the wine.
Someone mentioned Hezhou: "...I heard that the imperial court has issued a decree to let the son of the governor of Hezhou who died defending the city take over the position of his father's governor! That boy seems to be only sixteen or seventeen years old!"
"Every family is full of loyalists, and Hezhou has been united by the war. This move by the imperial court is not only a compliment, but also a way to calm people's hearts..."
"It doesn't matter if you're young, it's important to be capable! I think we were just kids when we joined the army!"
A gray-haired veteran of the border guard said, "Speaking of youth... have you ever heard about the deeds of General Chang's daughter? What is that girl's name? Chang..."
"Chang Sui Ning."
The one who answered was Cui Jing, who had been silent.
"?" Everyone looked at it, feeling surprised.
The veteran general named Lu smiled and asked, "Does Governor Cui also know about this girl?"
Cui Jing nodded: "I know."
"Of course Governor Cui knows!" A middle-aged military general who was half drunk laughed: "Don't you know, this girl is Governor Cui's heart..."
As he said that, he noticed Qin Duhu's look that said, "You're going to die if you say anything," and he quickly shut up.
Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Qin Duhu, and he hurriedly raised his wine glass to Cui Jing to apologize.
Not to mention whether the rumors are true or not, even if they are true, the girl still rejected Governor Cui. Isn't this a case of refusing to open the pot?
What if love doesn't come true, and love creates hatred or something...right?
But I saw that the young man didn't notice anything strange. Instead, he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
Qin Duhu: "!"
This was the first time he saw this smiling person!
No problem?
Then he understands!
It just means speaking openly!
It seems that even though I love her, I don't hate her at all.
Protector Qin smiled knowingly: "I heard that this girl is as brave as General Chang! I heard that the reason why Hezhou City was saved was half of the credit of this Chang family girl. I don't know if it's true or not?"
As soon as these words came out, Cui Jing, who was about to leave the table, sat firmly in his place: "The rumors are not false, they are all true."
The level of seriousness with which he took it seriously even gave Qin Duhu a strong illusion - for example, if someone was about to become the soul of Cui Dadudu, all he had to do was shout out "Wait a minute, I've heard of Mrs. Chang" in time, then The Grand Governor would definitely put away his sword, ask the other party to sit on the floor, serve tea, and talk about Mrs. Chang.
He finally understood that the three characters "Ms. Chang" were not just a title. They were clearly a spell designed to defeat Governor Cui!
Qin Duhu sighed in his heart. After getting along with him so far, he finally found out what Governor Cui liked... From now on, there is hope for him to fall in love with him!
Others also realized it one after another, and the hall was filled with excitement as everyone started talking to each other about this topic.
The girls of the Qin family looked at the young man's smiling features, and gradually changed from being surprised and confused at first to feeling helpless after understanding the situation.
There was a girl who had coveted Cui Jing for some time, holding her chin in her hands and sighing.
She finally saw that Governor Cui was in deep trouble.
Although there is no mention of love in every word or anything that crosses the line, it seems like love is expressed in every word.
And when an ordinary man likes a girl, when he mentions it to outsiders, the code conveyed by his words and demeanor is often "she is mine."
But Governor Cui is different. He seems to say, "She is not mine, but I am."
Her "" line was engraved on her body, and it became a secret known to everyone.
The girl looked at it unwillingly, but she gave up in the end. Forget it, she didn't have the courage to wish for eternity and risk everything for one person like Governor Cui. She had better covet someone else.
This New Year's Eve banquet at the Anbei Protectorate became extra long because of the three words "Chang Sui Ning".
Cui Jing can still sit still, but everyone's mouths are dry and they can't praise her any more. They really can't praise her anymore.
When the banquet was over, it was already approaching the time of Jiaozi.
When Cui Jing returned to his residence, someone came up to him, holding a long box: "Grand Governor, it has been cast according to your instructions. Please take a look."
Cui Jing opened the long box and took out the contents. The long sword was unsheathed in the young man's slender hand, and the sword light was white.
"There are seven points of similarity, that's enough." After Cui Jing finished speaking, he put the sword back into its sheath, put it into the sword box, and said, "Send it back secretly to Xuance Mansion in the capital, and proceed with caution."
"Yes!" The attendant responded and retreated.
Cui Jing stood on the porch, looking at the night in the south.
After standing quietly for a long time, suddenly there was the sound of firecrackers.
The sound of firecrackers means New Year.
The young man was still looking at the south, and his voice was as soft as the wind: "The new festival has begun, auspicious and prosperous... Your Highness should be at peace with the mountains and rivers, and look forward to seeing you again in the future."
The sound of firecrackers continues, and the bustle seems to drive away all ominous incarnations, such as the ancient Nian beast, and the successive wars.
The sound of firecrackers continued and passed from the Anbei Protectorate to the entire northern border. From the northern border, it crossed the east road of the river, passed through the eastern capital of Luoyang City, and then crossed the Huai River to the south of the Yangtze River.
Amidst the sound of firecrackers, A Dian covered his ears and ran to Chang Suining.
New Year's Eve is also celebrated in the military camp, surrounded by bonfires, and the soldiers talk and laugh over wine.
But as Chang Kuo returned to the camp, some strange sounds gradually appeared in the conversation and laughter, fueled by the alcohol.
This strange voice stems from dissatisfaction, and this dissatisfaction is directed at Chang Sui Ning.
