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Is Yanli doing some shady business in Minyue
I think loving each other requires mutual trust, mutual honesty, and of course personal space. They have a little secret of their own that I can turn a blind eye to, but if the secret concerns me...
I touched the whistle in my sleeve, thankfully there is still a faction completely subordinate to me that can use it.
If you ask the two of them directly, you may not be able to get a definite answer if you startle the snake. Let Wuliuyi check what's going on in Minyue.
The author has something to say: This chapter is full of words. . .
When the national teacher asked for an interview, I had just finished reading the May 61 report.
"Your Majesty, the Order of Seeking Talents has been delivered to all states and counties, and the Guozijian has begun to be renovated, and the Taixue Academy will be completed by the end of July." The old teacher stood at the bottom of the steps and said slowly.
I put the note in my sleeve, pondered for a moment with my eyelids lowered, and said, "I don't know much about politics. Since I became the throne, I have troubled the national teacher a lot with all kinds of affairs in the court."
The national teacher was stunned for a moment, raised his head and glanced at me unobtrusively, then made a trembling gesture to kneel, and I also made a gesture to help.
"It is the duty of a humble minister to serve His Majesty faithfully..."
"The national teacher is too modest." I smiled faintly, put my hands behind my back, touched the note with my fingertips, and my thoughts became a little firmer. "I need the help of the national teacher for something, and I hope the national teacher will not refuse."
The national teacher looked at the ground in amazement, did not dare to reply immediately, and replied after a while: "Anything that is beneficial to the country and the country, I will never refuse."
Oh, old fox. Moved out of Jiangshan Sheji as a shield.
I hooked the corners of my mouth and continued: "This matter has nothing to do with the country and society, but a little selfishness. I grew up among the people, and I was kindly raised by my adoptive father. It's just that my adoptive father died early and failed to fulfill my filial piety. My court Governing the world with filial piety, I am a role model for the people, and I dare not be injurious to filial piety. Therefore, I want to move the tomb of my adoptive father back to the imperial capital, and express my condolences."
The national teacher heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and said: "Your Majesty's words are true, this is human nature, and I will naturally do my best."
"It's just the beginning of enthronement, and the treasury is empty. Now I'm resting with the people. It's not appropriate to waste people's money and build large-scale construction projects. I advocate keeping a low profile."
The national teacher nodded gently: "Your Majesty's sympathy for the people is the blessing of all people."
"I originally planned to entrust this matter to the national teacher, but the national teacher has been busy seeking talents and orders recently, and I am afraid that there will be no time, so I decided to go in person."
"What?" The national teacher was taken aback.
I continued: "There are not many ways to go to the south of the Yangtze River, and half a month is enough to go back and forth. It's just that the state affairs are initially determined, and the court cannot be without a monarch. It is not appropriate to leak the matter of my going out, so I will trouble the national teacher to conceal it."
"What?" The national teacher continued to be in a daze.
I smiled tenderly, courteously and frugally, "I believe that the national teacher will not let me down."
May 61 reported that Yan Li frequently went to and from the valleys infested with poisonous insects and beasts in Fujian and Yue, and even ate and slept with unknown men, and had many correspondences with Qiao Yu but kept it from me...
I'm going south, in the end, it's better to catch an adulterer, or to visit privately. If we go south with great fanfare, Qiao Yu will definitely send a message to Yan Li. If there is preparation there, I will have no choice but to miss out. If he wanted to go south in secret, he couldn't hide it from these two bedside people, let alone the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, especially the old fox of the national teacher.
But it also reminded me of such a bad idea, to coax the national teacher to stand on my side under the banner of filial piety, and help me hide it from the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. Looking back, I told Qiao Yu on the left that he was going to welcome his adoptive father back to the imperial capital, and he would not be suspicious, and as a guard, he could not leave his post without authorization, and could only be stationed in the capital. On the right, let Tang Si go to Jiangnan by himself. After sending him out of the imperial capital, he will tell Jiangnan and I will tell Minyue. After hiding everything from the three sides, I will be free.
For safety issues, five or six ones are enough.
According to the plan, two days later, I was running in the direction of Minyue alone.
I didn't lie to Tang Si. When his adoptive father passed away, he was cremated. The urn was picked up on the street, so it was buried hastily. Later, the master accompanied me once and erected a monument, right on the edge of the cliff. On the other hand, with mountains and rivers behind, Fengshui vision is considered good, Tang Si followed my instructions to look for it, and he should be able to find it.
When passing through Los Angeles, I stopped to rest for the night, stood at the gate of Li's residence and looked at it for a long time, thinking a lot.
At that time, the master was still there, and Tao Er was so busy that he never touched the ground, and he always came back for a few days every month. Tang San and Qiao Si didn't like each other, it was clear that San'er was bullying Si'er, but in fact, thinking about it, Si'er who knew Tang San would be easily irritated and deliberately teased him was really bad, always in my depressed mood Whenever there is a mess, and my chrysanthemum tightens, I don't care about the pain of the balls. What worries are interrupted by this and it becomes a comedy—they are also well-intentioned and hard-working. Then use another way to cure my heart disease.
Time is like a mountain, only by jumping out of the mountain can we see the true face of the past.
Because I see clearly, I am sad, and because I am sad, I understand.
After becoming emperor, I learned more. With the crown hanging in front of his eyes, all the ministers of His Royal Highness worshiped, each with their own thoughts. The master once said, "Put a crown to conceal the light", "If a person observes, there will be no disciples", and those who are superior cannot be observed and become clear.
Floating life is a dream, it is rare to be confused.
In fact, it is not as good as feelings.
There is no perfect person in this world. The so-called perfection is the imperfection that fits each other, and the heart that tolerates this imperfection.
If the same thing happens again, maybe I should hold that person's hand, smile indifferently and say: "So what, the key is that we love each other."
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Luocheng is the first stop from Minyue to Chen State, the main road is still under construction, but many Minyue people have come and gone here.
Yanli lived in a small remote village in Minyue territory, but because the main road was being repaired and happened to pass by this place, the village suddenly became much more lively, and more people came and went.
A post station was temporarily set up in the village. I got off my horse at the post station, looked around the village, and found a half-grown child who asked about Yanli's residence.
The child raised his head and looked at me in confusion. It turned out that he could not understand the language, and even the people at the station didn't know much about Chen Guo's prophecy. I had no choice but to blow the whistle and hide in a remote place until May 61 showed up to lead the way.
The place where Yanli lives is quite far from the post station, I led the horse and walked slowly, and the children running back and forth stopped when they saw me and Wuliuyi and peeked from the side.
"Has Yanli stayed here for three or four months, and hasn't left?" I asked Wuliuyi suspiciously.
"Yes. Only the tantric suzerain came once."
incomprehensible...
The valley behind this village is extremely dangerous, what on earth is Yan Li doing here
I haven't seen him for a season, what is it that makes him put down even Doudou...
Yanli's small wooden house was built at the foot of the mountain, separated from the village by a shallow mountain stream. I tied my horse under a big tree by the bridge, walked across the single-plank bridge and walked dozens of steps to the wooden house.
It is rainy in the south, the roofs are sloped on both sides, and the eaves are dripping with water, forming a stream of water that winds into the mountain stream. The wooden lattice window under the eaves opens upwards and is supported by a bamboo branch. The white tulle is a curtain, which is lifted aside and hooked up with an iron hook. The hem is blown by the mountain wind and shakes leisurely.
I stood far away by the bridge, and heard a childish voice sent by the mountain wind, speaking a language I could not understand, mixed with broken Chen Guo dialect, as if talking to someone.
The door of the wooden house creaked and was pulled open. I winked at Wuliuyi. He nodded and disappeared behind the bamboo forest.
Four Fujian and Yue boys aged six or seven came out of the door, turned around and said something to the person inside, and bowed respectfully. I hid behind the tree, only to see white clothes dragging past the green bamboo door, and a familiar voice speaking a strange language, clear and warm, like a mountain spring flowing over the surface of pebbles.
The four people laughed and walked past me. The door of the wooden house was gently closed but not locked, and a gap was blown open by the wind.
I took a deep breath, approached quietly, hid behind the bamboo grove, looked through a piece of greenery, and fell on the edge of the window sill with light tulle, only saw a hazy silhouette sitting at the table, holding a cup of tea, gently After turning twice, it stopped on the lips.
The black hair hanging down the cheeks blocked the face, but the voice...
Master, is it because I miss you so much that I have such a dream
I returned to the Shen Garden of Li Mansion in a daze, the courtyard shaded by the bamboo forest, the master brewed a cup of tea in the afternoon, prepared a few plates of pastries that I liked, held a book in his hand, or placed a game of chess on the table. When Siyanwu was cornered, he reluctantly and dotingly took me into his arms...
Mr. Shen of our Li family is different. He is clean and solemn, gentle like water, and elegant like a chrysanthemum...
I clung to the trunk tightly, staring blankly at the figure by the window, not daring to step forward for fear of shattering the dream, dare not speak for fear of waking me and him.
The sound of rustling footsteps came from a distance, and I was startled, and subconsciously shrank back, hiding myself more concealed.
The dark blue figure gradually became clear, Yan Li was holding a sandalwood bowl in his hand, and walked towards this side quickly, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he had something on his mind, and he didn't notice my existence, he walked straight into the cabin with a clear voice Passed over.
"I just saw Yun'er and the four of them. You are not in good health. How can you teach them Chen Guo's characters? It's too sad." Yan Li reprimanded mercilessly.
"The four of them are studious and smart, and it's not a sad thing, ahem..."
"It's you who are good teachers!" Yan Li is still Yan Li, when playing the role of a doctor, he never pretends to anyone. "You are almost completely damaged, even worse than Li Yingyu's time. If it weren't for my puppet worm hanging to death, and my father's golden silkworm king returning to his soul, how could we be talking and laughing now!"
"Yes..." chuckled, sighed and shook his head, "You've worked hard, do you want a cup of Tieguanyin?"
Yan Li sighed helplessly. "You are better than Li Yingyu to enjoy the pain. Is your chest still hurting today?"
"After planting the spirit Gu, the past few days have been much better. You mentioned Yu'er twenty-seven times yesterday, and today is the thirteenth time. If you miss her so much, why don't you go back."
"I have to make sure that you are really alive before I can take you back to see her, so as not to give her hope and make her despair. I used the puppet to heal you first to keep your internal organs intact without telling her the truth. Fu, if I can't cure you, I probably won't have the face to see her."
"Hehe... life and death are fate, even if you have no way to recover, it's no wonder you."
"You can see it, but I have never healed anyone in the hands of Master Yan, and I don't want you to be my stain. Li Yingyu's heartless little white-eyed wolf, the first time I yelled at my second brother for me, and the second time Yelling at him for you, you should know that I don't like you." Yan Li snorted.
I know, you always like to plant some marks of ownership on me, and then make the master look dazzling...
"That's because Yu'er has too much confidence in him."
"Hey, if you have the confidence to doubt him?" Yan Li snorted.
"In Yu'er's heart, I always believe that there are two people who will never leave her, one is Qiao Yu and the other is Tao Qing. When Yu'er is happy, she will think of me, and when she is helpless, she will think of Tao Qing. The feelings for her are far deeper than you can imagine. She is attached to me and dependent on Tao Qing."
"You..." Yan Li was astonished and fell silent.
At that time, I was standing in the bamboo forest, leaning against the trunk of the tree, and slowly slid on the ground.
The afternoon sun shone through the leaves and fell in a bouquet in front of me.
Master's death came back to life, and every word of master's words slowly suppressed my surging heart, and restored a pool of faint ripples.
During my best years, I met five men who I loved and loved me.
Or attachment, or dependence, the difference is just the name, the same is the feeling.
Being a couple for life is a luxury that we all give up together.
That year in the Li Mansion is our best memory. If we can be a family for the rest of our lives, it may be a different kind of happiness.
The author has something to say: it's almost over, I'm the overlord.
Ming Jun's illustrations, it is clear at a glance who it is, and Xiao Youji clearly understands the purpose of this article.