A gust of breeze blew, the fragrance overflowed the room, and there were falling flowers. Wang Wen reclined on the table and looked out the window at the beautiful scenery. This is his favorite Meishan Courtyard, with plum trees all over the valleys. When winter comes and spring comes, ten miles of plum blossoms are in full bloom.
He also played with a white plum in his hand. As bright as a mirror and as cold as jade, it is an exquisite porcelain flower. Rarely white in color, like fresh snow, people can't put it down.
Complementing this white plum, there is also a green bamboo, a pink lotus, and a secluded orchid. The plum is the paperweight, the bamboo is the pen holder, the lotus is the ink wash, and the orchid is the inkstone. All of them are new porcelain produced by Liangfu, the quality is probably not as good as that of the Yue kiln, and the shape of the ware is even more unique. The four things of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, together with these four documents, are simply pleasing to the eye.
This was a gift from the Liang family during Zhengdan. And a peach blossom note and a New Year's greeting, elegant and euphemistic, but also ingenious, you can see the full intention of the gift giver. The Wang family is a big family, and a Zhengdan person does not know how many relatives and friends he has to meet, and he is bothered by trivial matters for several days. How can Wang Wen not be grateful to see such a gift.
"Lang lord, the general's mansion sent an envoy to deliver the letter, which is a personal letter from the master's bookkeeper." Someone outside the door suddenly informed him.
Wang Wen frowned indiscernibly: "Let him in."
Sima Teng's master book is another branch of the Chen Liugao clan. But his people are good at flattering, he is a vulgar. Wang Wen has always disliked this master bookkeeper, and now he will deliver letters to his door, which is also an annoying thing in all likelihood. But after all, it was Sima Teng's close confidant. If it wasn't an urgent matter, he probably wouldn't have specially sent someone to deliver the letter to the other courtyard.
After the messenger entered the door respectfully and saluted, Wang Wen put down the plum blossom paperweight and took the letter that was handed over. However, just after a glance, his complexion sank, and he raised his head and asked, "How many days ago did the general's residence send the imperial physician?"
"Three days ago." The messenger replied quickly.
"Which idiot gave Duke Dongying the idea?" No matter how good-tempered he was, Wang Wen couldn't help sneering coldly.
What was said in the letter made Wang Wen angry. Half a month ago, Sima Teng wanted to recruit Liang Feng as a vassal of the general's residence, so he sent Lu Shi, but was declined. It was an extremely trivial matter that the levy could not be fulfilled. Who would have guessed that he would send an imperial physician to consult Liang Zixi. What kind of system is this? !
No one knows Liang Zixi's illness better than Wang Wen. That was framed by someone who was poisoned by arsenic! Such a serious illness, just coming to Jinyang, it will hurt him greatly, and he can't be fake at all. Sima Teng actually sent an imperial physician, isn't he suspicious that Zixi is feigning illness? Such an elegant and gentle character, how could he be so insulted!
This is really wrong!
However, the anger was only a moment, and Wang Wen understood the deeper meaning. This may also be the hidden danger buried by the trip to Luoyang. Sima Teng was trapped in Luoyang by accident, but he was in a dangerous situation for several months, and everyone would feel resentment, and Liang Zixi was the first person who advocated epidemic prevention in Jinyang, so that anger fell on him. body. Sima Teng was originally a stubborn person, so changing his censure to levy might be the result of his hard work and patience.
Alas, it is always inappropriate to make it look like this now. After all, Sima Teng is also the master of Bingzhou, and Zixi is white, so why bother with him? It is better to mediate from it and turn the war into jade and silk.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Wen said, "You go back to Master Gao, and I will go to the General's Mansion tomorrow for a walk."
Unexpectedly, Wang Wen answered so succinctly, the messenger hurriedly kowtowed and withdrew.
The next day.
"Maoshen, why did you go back to Jinyang at this time? I remember that you were staying in the Meishan Courtyard in early spring. Please sit down and have a drink with me." Sima Teng was watching the singing and dancing when he saw Wang Wen coming , also not seen outside, invited him to the same reward.
Ignoring the bewitching dancers, Wang Wen smiled lightly and took a seat at the guest seat: "I just returned from Meishan, and I have some worries when I hear about it. I came here to visit Duke Dongying."
Unexpectedly, Wang Wen said this as soon as he came, and Sima Teng sat up straight: "What makes Maoshen sad?"
Wang Wen sighed lightly: "Of course it's a matter of the general's mansion. It's really inappropriate to ask the imperial physician."
Hearing the word imperial doctor, the smile on Sima Teng's face froze immediately, and he waved his hand to let the group of dancers retreat. Cai said: "Just a white body Tinghou, He Laomao is deeply troubled?"
"Liang Zixi is my best friend, and it is precisely because I know him so well that I have to mention some things." Wang Wen's face was stern, and he said solemnly, "Zixi is like a lonely pine and strong bamboo. Although he is severely ill, he does not have the slightest Depressed air, on the contrary, is sassy and sassy. Interacting with it is like holding the bright moon in your arms, making people forget the vulgarity."
Unexpectedly, Wang Wen praised Liang Feng as soon as he came up, and Sima Teng's face became even more gloomy: "Why, do you think you are alone and do not know talents?"
"If Duke Dongying doesn't know the talent, how could he be recruited as his subordinate?" Wang Wen shook his head gently, "It's just a good story, but it has changed because of the extension of the doctor. Just imagine if it was rumored that Dongying's public capacity was too narrow. Rongren, forcing famous people to surrender, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of the general's residence?"
Unexpectedly, what Wang Wen cared about was not that Liang Zixi, but his own reputation. The anger on Sima Teng's face decreased slightly: "There is no need to worry about this matter. If Liang Zixi is really sick, I will take it back."
"He is really seriously ill, and he is still suffering from poisoning." Wang Wen said simply.
Sima Teng was stunned: "How is this possible? Didn't he come to Jinyang to attend the Fa conference?"
"I first saw Zixi on the Yaji that day. He was dying of illness, but he still lost his graceful appearance. It was a few months after recuperation at the time of Jinyang. No one knew about this, but because of his extraordinary bearing, he did not appear to be sick. That's it." Wang Wen sighed softly, "As for Zheng Pi, I also wanted to promote him to the top, but Zixi has no intention of becoming an official. Not only for Duke Dongying, but also for me."
This was beyond Sima Teng's expectations. I didn't expect that there are such people in this world who don't like power and look like green lotus. Wasn't this a joke
Seeing the hesitation on Sima Teng's face, Wang Wen said again: "This is the end of the matter. Only by turning the consultation into a reward and making Zixi's infirmity widely known can we counteract the speculation of others."
Tossing Liang Feng was really annoyed for a while. I didn't expect Wang Wen to come to the door in person. Even if he didn't like that sick child, Jinyang Wang was not willing to offend him. Sima Teng hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Since Maoshen said so, the matter of the imperial physician is over."
Wang Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just like this, I'm afraid that there will still be hidden dangers. It's better to invite Zixi to Jinyang to go to spring. In this way, all speculations will be self-defeating."
Sima Teng frowned, it wasn't enough to let that person go, but also invite him to Jinyang
Wang Wen seemed to see what the other party was thinking, and said with a smile: "Zixi will be able to make a lot of noise when he comes to Jinyang. In this way, it will be a good story if you are rewarded with favors. Gao Jue should be spread all over the world. Wouldn’t it be great joy for everyone?”
Liang Feng was ill and could not work in a short period of time. Even if you help him make a name for himself, no one else can ask for it. When his condition improves, and with the grace of knowing and encountering, he will be able to go on expedition again. And this mountain and flowing water can also help him increase his reputation. Sima Teng finally understood the meaning of Wang Wen's words, and nodded slightly: "It's still what Mao Shen thought about it."
Seeing the gradually clear expression on Sima Teng's face, Wang Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Zixi came to Jinyang, why would Sima Teng not fall for him. With this intersection, the thorns hidden between the two can be pulled out, and Zixi's future official career will naturally be smooth sailing. This is true happiness.
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The horses galloped fast, the arrows fluttered. One horse after another galloped around the field, and the knight on the horse drew his bow and shot at a row of grass targets on the side of the field.
This is the Liangfu cavalry practicing riding and shooting. Riding and archery was originally a stunt of the Huns, but when a horse is equipped with a saddle and bridle, as long as you can control the horse skillfully and stabilize your body, you can accurately shoot the arrow in your hand. Because there was a lot of pasture in exchange, the cavalry team did not stop training in winter.
Another round of rapid shooting, Yi Yan frowned, and shouted in the team: "Long Long! Didn't you eat in the morning?!"
Laolong is the team mate of the cavalry team, and he is also the old man who has been following Yiyan all the time. Hearing this, he scratched his hair embarrassingly: "Yingzheng, I have eaten, but I just took a vacation yesterday and was squeezed clean by my mother-in-law..."
Hearing this nonsense, everyone burst into laughter. Yi Yan's eyebrows almost touched his forehead: "One hundred push-ups! Report the number yourself!"
Hearing this, Lulong grinned, and obediently got off the horse and started doing push-ups. This thing is still popular in Yi Yan, although the posture is wretched, but it really exercises arm strength. Both the cavalry and the archers had to practice diligently, which became a means of small punishment. After 100 hits, my whole body is really sore and unspeakably uncomfortable.
Yi Yan ignored him and continued to order everyone to train. Now that the vernal equinox has not yet arrived, the days are short and the nights are long and the weather is cold. There is not enough time to ride horses during the day.
An hour passed quickly. The knights dismounted one after another and began to take care of their beloved horses. Take off the saddle and bridle, brush the ears, and secretly feed the horse. Yi Yan also neatly untied the saddle, ready to take care of the horse and lead it back to the stable. He has to go back to the mansion later. If he is in time for dark, he can still play a game with the lord.
He was quickly brushing the horse, when Lulong sneaked up to him: "That, Yingzheng. I have... No, my mother-in-law wants to ask you something..."
"What's the matter?" Yi Yan didn't even look at him, and continued to work.
"Cough, I don't know if Yingzheng plans to marry a wife..." Loulong coughed dryly and asked cheekily.
Yi Yan turned his head sharply and glared at the Jie man. Being stung by this knife-like gaze, Laolong quickly explained: "It's not a messy woman, but a distant girl from my mother-in-law's family. Fifteen this year, she is the same age as Huaguduo."
"No plans!" Yi Yan threw a sentence hard.
"Don't!" He didn't expect to be rejected so bluntly, Laolong couldn't help but said, "Yingzheng, you are not too young, and now you have fields and the owner's appreciation. Why not start a family and find a woman to take care of you. What about yourself?"
"I can take care of myself."
Laolong was dumbfounded for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing: "I'm talking about the kind of 'care'... Er, Yingzheng, have you never thought about a woman's soft breasts and thin waist?"
Yi Yan's next meal, in his mind, a picture immediately emerged. The chest is so thin that you can almost see the ribs, it is not soft enough, but it is absolutely white, with two points of bright red like falling snow and red sakura. He can wrap his hands around his thin waist, for fear that he will be folded in his arms if he uses more strength...
When the brush deviates, the horse's mane is pulled, and the white horse neighs immediately, turning its head and hitting its master. After being knocked back to his senses, Yi Yan's face suddenly turned red, and regardless of the saddle being removed, he turned on his horse and said, "Just take care of yourself!"
Abandoning these words, he galloped towards Zhuangshang on his horse.
Being swept up in the dust, Lulong blinked his eyes. Wait, he seems to have discovered something extraordinary. Could it be that Yingzheng is still a baby? With a puff of laughter, he rubbed his sore shoulders. Whoops, I really earned it this time.