Liyang is the last Lidong before changing the year name. An auspicious snow heralds a good year. This winter, we will be able to sleep on a steamed bun next year with a three-layer quilt covered with wheat.
There was no morning court on this day. The emperor led a larger and larger civil and military officials to the northern suburbs to worship at the altar. They were not burdened by the early court. Some ordinary people in the market who are far away from the high-ranking officials in the team are proudly bragging about how solid their relationship with them is, and the neighbors who know the basics naturally laugh and say nothing, and some ordinary people who are several streets away can hear it. I was taken aback. Sixty percent of the common people went for Chen Zhibao, the new minister of the Ministry of War, and thirty percent were curious about what kind of young man the prince of Beiliang was. The feat of tearing up hundreds of feet of land was done on the imperial road. Despite being surprised, I was still shocked. Even though the big and small real people in the Taoist temples in the capital said that it was not worth mentioning that they relied on femininity, but the common people still admired them invisible in the bottom of their hearts. There are too many sons and daughters in Beiliang, and there are not a hundred thousand or ten thousand dudes playing swords and knives in Tai'an City. Which one has this ability? It seems that this white-headed young man who came out of Beiliang is really not a good stubble that everyone can bully.
While muttering, the common people also have small calculations in their hearts. If they follow the trend and scold Beiliang in the future, shouldn't they be more merciful and accumulate virtue? If it falls into the ears of Prince Liang and his son, wouldn't it be disaster
Chen Zhibao wore a big red python suit, but it was a pity that he didn't mention the bottle of plum wine. The emperor specially arranged for him in the queue to look like he was riding alone. The women in the capital, whether they are ladies or jade, whether they are in the boudoir or already married, are all fascinated by him.
Nearby, Zhao Bing, King of Yanchi, Zhao Yi, King of Guangling, Zhao Sui, King of Jiaodong, Zhao Ying, King of Huainan, Zhao Xun, King of Jing'an, and the six clan and vassal kings, almost all of their demeanor were taken away by Chen Zhibao alone.
All the princes were dressed in yellow python clothes, and they deliberately kept a distance from a white-headed prince wearing a striking white python suit.
A young blind man came down to the side of the road with the help of the maid Xinghua. He didn't have to squeeze into it, but just stood quietly on the outer edge of the thick line formed by crowds of onlookers. When Xu Fengnian rode by on the street, Xinghua reminded him softly. After saying this, Lu Xu, the blind man who came from Xiangfan City, raised his head and "looked over" with a solemn face. The opponents in Yongzi Alley talked about ten rounds, fighting on the chessboard from noon to dusk, which is unforgettable for a lifetime. Xinghua cautiously stretched out her hand to protect the scholar whom the old King Jingan wanted her to protect at the cost of her life. The old vassal king only said that he wanted him to live, and she did not hope that one day the new vassal king would want him to die. In her Xinghua hand. Xinghua and him had a very tacit understanding, and they talked freely, and asked softly: "My lord, do you recognize the son of Beiliang?"
Lu Xu didn't hide anything, and said with a smile: "I'm blind, so it's hard to say that I met once. When I played chess in Yongzi Lane to make a living, I made Xu Shizi a lot of copper coins. Ten games of chess, earned a full hundred Ten Wen."
Xinghua smiled and said: "He can also play chess? Hasn't he been killed by you, young master?"
Lu Xu shook his head and said, "The chess skills are pretty good, there are so many unreasonable moves, and it's not easy for me to win."
After staying for a while, the master and servant were about to leave when Xinghua turned around suddenly and stared at an old Confucian scholar coming from a distance. Scholars who can't recognize their real age are not afraid of themselves, but they hide their aura to let death Shi Xinghua came rushing like a vast ocean, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Lu Xu patted her arm, bowed and asked, "But Mr. Yuan?"
The visitor smiled vaguely and said, "Xiu Yuanpu, editor-in-chief of the Imperial Academy."
After Lu Xu stood still, his expression was calm, without any surprise or fear.
Yuan Pu, or Yuan Benxi, walked a few steps closer, ignored Xinghua, who was like a tigress who chose people and devoured her, and continued to speak in his vague but authentic Beijing accent: "Mr.
Lu Xu shook his head and said: "The new temple has a new climate, no matter how small the temple is, there will not be too few pilgrims. No matter how big the old temple is, it leaks water when it rains, and leaks wind when it rains. Even if you are my host, you won't go there. What's more, no matter how much incense is in the old temple, there will be many disputes. You don't know when you will be kicked out of the temple. Besides, Lu Xu is blind, but knows that he is worthless, and he doesn't want to be the next Song family."
Yuan Benxi seemed to be amused, even Nalan Youci, who was comparable in resourcefulness, was not so interested in talking, and said, "Mr. Lu, don't forget why the old master of the Song family died and why the old temple of the Song family collapsed."
Lu Xu said flatly: "Ordinary wealthy people use their wealth to harm their descendants. The Song family kills future generations with academics, and they deserve to die long ago. Besides, Mr. Yuan, don't forget who borrowed my knife to support the Song family's young phoenix."
Yuan Benxi smiled knowingly, and then sighed: "I have selected more than ten ministers, and Song Keli is the least conspicuous. I am afraid that even Nalan Youci would have to leave the capital to realize this plan."
Lu Xu shook his head again and said, "Mr. Nalan's plan is not in the capital city, or even in the temple. He and Mr. Yuan will walk separately on the single-plank bridge Yangguan Road. Naturally, we don't spend much time thinking about these things, and there will inevitably be omissions."
Yuan Benxi fell into deep thought.
Yuan Benxi asked slowly: "The prince of Beiliang has recommended you, what should you do?"
Lu Xu asked rhetorically, "Isn't it the bottom line of a counselor to seek his own government in his position?"
Yuan Benxi smiled and said, "I don't believe people say such high-sounding words at all, but I believe half or half of what you Lu Xu said."
Xinghua is just a dead man who lives in a corner of Xiangfan. Even if his talents are not low, he would never have imagined that the old Confucian scholar who talked with Mr. Lu would be the chief counselor of the Liyang Dynasty, no matter how ignorant and ignorant he is. However, Xinghua still knows how powerful Nalan Youci is. Not to mention the rumors that Nalan and King Yanchi have a habit of breaking sleeves, Nalan himself is a well-deserved first-class strategist in the Spring and Autumn Period. Xinghua's headache at this time is how to explain what she has seen and heard today to King Jing'an and Zhao Xun, and how to be honest about personal relationships, but how to prevent Mr. Lu from being suspicious of the new King Jing'an.
Yuan Benxi asked, "Why didn't you go to Beiliang?"
Lu Xu smiled and said, "I really want to go, but Xu Fengnian didn't take me out of Yongzi Alley."
Yuan Benxi laughed, turned to Xinghua and directly told Xinghua the real name that even Lu Xu didn't know: "Liu Lingbao, I chatted with Lu Xu earlier, you can report the truth to Zhao Xun, if you want to be with your son If you live a few more years, don't mention this sentence."
Xinghua's face was pale.
Yuan Benxi said: "Let's leave now."
Lu Xu hesitated for a moment, and said to Xinghua, "Mr. Xie Yuan bestowed a ten-year life-saving talisman."
Xinghua was at a loss, and she still gave a blessing to the girl from the common school.
Yuan Benxi waved his hand, turned and left.
Xinghua's lips trembled, and she asked softly, "My lord, life-saving talisman? How do you explain this?"
Lu Xu said frankly: "Our King Jing'an is suspicious by nature. Before his fortune, he can hold back. Once he achieves great power, he will inevitably get carried away and settle old accounts with others. Mr. Yuan is the one he dare not provoke no matter how powerful he is. Character, when this gentleman saw me today, he gave me a life-saving talisman, and if you give it to me, it will naturally be for you."
Xinghua said with a miserable face, "This sentence will rot in my stomach, son, please rest assured."
Lu Xu suddenly rubbed Xinghua's hair, and said with a soft smile, "Liu Lingbao, this name is a blessing."
Xinghua suddenly smiled brightly, "Borrow your auspicious words."
Lu Xu turned his head and "looked", and said to himself, "Beiliang."