The capital is decorated with lanterns and festoons to welcome the new winter, and congratulate the kings on their departure from the capital. The dusk of this day was like a woman behind the bed curtain who was hesitating to speak, shedding her clothes very slowly, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes got out of the car, stepped on the afterglow and walked into the restaurant slowly, there was no self-proclaimed glutton in the room The diners were all blocked by the thank-you wooden sign hanging outside the door, and they came here in high spirits and returned in disappointment. Fortunately, everyone in the capital knows that the proprietress of the Jiujiu Pavilion is more airy than the emperor's relatives. She is used to it and arrives at about the same time as the men The diners on the street saw someone entering the house, so they wanted to follow in to try their luck, but they were blocked by several servants holding the handle of the knife. After seeing the scabbard of these servants wrapped in golden silk thread, they were all terrified and fell silent. Retired obediently. Shi Shiran, a pretty widow surnamed Hong, opened the curtain, and the hot pot of mutton was already steaming. She just brought some secret seasoning dishes and dishes on the table. The man raised his left hand and pressed it, signaling the woman to sit down. Then he picked up a chopstick of lamb rump meat and put it into the pot. After a while, he didn't take back the chopsticks. The woman who didn't sit down tried her best to restrain her anger, and said in a flat tone: "Don't spoil the meat."
Hearing the sound, the man withdrew his chopsticks, slowly dipped them in all kinds of exquisite dishes, and then put them in his mouth. He nodded, and it was indeed unique. He kept chewing on the most authentic boiled mutton in the capital, but he didn't speak. The woman just stood there with a straight face. After eating the rump meat that was very attractive just by looking at the texture, the man put down his chopsticks, and finally raised his head and said, "Hong Silk, have you ever thought that in today's world, every place within the reach of Liyang court decrees, All the people in the jurisdiction, without exception, have benefited from Xun Ping. All this is due to his death, due to my refusal to save him back then, and due to my guilt towards him after I became the throne."
The woman who was named by today's son sneered: "Hong Si is just a woman with long hair and short knowledge. She doesn't care about the overall situation. She only knows that without a man, she can only resent those bastards who killed him. The reason why today I didn’t pour a few catties of arsenic into the pot, just knowing that the poison won’t kill you.”
The emperor withdrew his gaze, and there was a not greasy fragrance in the mist. After a tiring day, after eating those dozen chopsticks, he only felt comfortable to warm his stomach. He didn't care about the woman's angry words and resentment, and said softly: " Zhao Sui, king of Jiaodong, said a few words to him, and I made him lose all his military power."
The woman laughed sadly, "You are today, and there are things you dare not do?"
The emperor smiled and said: "You think highly of me. There are so many things that can't be done in the world, and I dare not touch Xu Xiao. When Xu Xiao's son is under my nose, I still have to bear it."
She sneered and said, "The person who sits on the dragon chair is also ashamed to compete with a child."
The emperor stretched out his hand and waved the heat coming towards his face, and said with his head sideways: "When I was a child, I still had to worry about it and behave like a man with my tail between my legs. Those literati in Tai'an City complained that it was not easy to live in the capital. I always thought it was funny." , because the only thing in the world that is the most difficult is the palace. What the courtiers think about is whether they can live well. In the palace, they think about whether they can live. Before I became the throne, I told myself that all my children would not live like their father. But after I became the emperor, I realized that when manpower is limited, the son of heaven, the son of heaven, is still an ordinary person after all, and he cannot escape the vulgarity. Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. I am the head of the family, Xu Xiao is, you Hongsi Half, running this restaurant, there must be a lot of resentment, for example, you conscientiously buy the best mutton, the best pot base, the best seasoning, you think the price is fair, you get what you pay for, but the customers must eat too much From now on, I feel that the hot-boiled mutton in your house is actually that, and you may have to scold a few words behind your back, this woman is really dark, or there is something wrong with the post road leading to Tai'an City, which makes you out of stock, so you have to When the business is closed, they will even scold you for being unkind. Why do other restaurants open every day, and you, Jiujiu Restaurant, treat yourself as an uncle? There is no guarantee that you will not say a few bad words. Comparing your heart with your heart is the heart of a Buddha. This is the truth, but The reason why it is a valuable truth is not because it is easy to say but hard to do? And these are the most irritating truths in the world, and many people don’t want to listen to them, because if you say it, others can’t do it, especially Scratching my heart and lungs. After I became the emperor, I only knew what it was like after criticizing Zhu for so many years and accumulating more admonitions and memorials than the heavy snow in Lidong."
The emperor didn't turn his head to look at the woman's face, and said to himself: "Zhao Zhi has no woman to talk to, and I know you didn't like what she did back then. I came here this time for no other purpose. I just want to be with you for her." Let me know that it was wrong for her to do that, but if she does it again, she will still choose that way. But in her heart, she still feels the same as me knowingly doing something wrong, and she will feel uncomfortable. People are not grass and trees, and they will have a heart of compassion, I said These are not for you to forgive Zhao Zhi, it's like seeing you for the first time. The bronze mirror she used in the palace all these years is still the one you gave her back then, she remembers it clearly, eight cents of the silver."
The emperor, known for his diligence, thrift and skill in keeping his business, stood up, smiled when he walked towards the threshold, and stopped, "I have to admit one thing, I am very jealous that Xu Xiao was able to talk to the late emperor back then, and even Before he died, he still did not forget to leave a will. Xu Xiao must be killed early. On the one hand, it will benefit the stability of the court, and on the other hand, he will meet Xu Xiao sooner. Assistant Xiao, he must be able to laugh at Yan Luo for not being Yan Luo, otherwise he would not feel at ease without this meritorious and blessed general. But if Xu Xiao’s son grows up, he must be treated generously. It’s a pity that the old man died two things. Neither could."
Walking out of the restaurant, the emperor was not in a hurry to get into the carriage, and walked slowly along the freezing river, where there were many naughty children digging ice and catching fish behind their parents' orders, and his subordinates did not dare to approach them, but followed them from a distance. , only Master Liu Hao walked five steps away from today's world.
The emperor said casually: "Master Liu, all the promising disciples of the Liu family have been sent to the capital, so there is no need to worry."
Now that he has been honored as a teacher, the aged Celestial Realm master didn't mobilize the crowd to thank him, but just gave a heavy hum.
The emperor stopped and stood by the river, held his hands together, and said to himself: "Xu Xiao, if your son dies before you, I will give you an out-and-out posthumous posthumous posthumous title. But if he dies before you, , the posthumous posthumous title of killing innocents, I will give you such a well-deserved posthumous title."
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The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are sick, and the snow is as light as the horse's hoof.
On the post road, two carriages headed south at high speed, and a miraculous blue and white luan pierced the sky.
I went to the Shangyin Academy, and it will be a good time if I don't pick it up. Xu Fengnian wholeheartedly wanted to build Wutong Courtyard into another Guangling Chunxue Tower. Without her, although it could not be said that it would not be able to operate, but he knew that oil and salt were expensive when he was in charge. Moreover, Xu Fengnian did not want the woman who likes to hug white cats to be in the house. Shangyin Academy was looked down upon. Xu Fengnian was sitting back to back with Qingniao at this time, admiring the scenery along the way. The young man was a young man with a heart, and the two carriages drove side by side on the wide post road. Qingniao always gave outsiders the appearance of being unreasonable, but once she was accepted naturally, it can be called kind Understanding people's feelings deeply, he made a gesture with the young man, Wu grinned, the two jumped up and exchanged carriages, Xu Fengnian moved his position slightly, and sat sideways behind the young man.
Young man Wu hesitated to speak, and waved his whip not so smoothly, Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "Speak up if you have something to say."
The young man who didn't even have a name asked in a soft voice: "My lord, I don't like that purple-clothed woman in the carriage, I hate it from the bottom of my heart."
Xu Fengnian asked curiously, "Why?"
Boy Wu was originally a cool person, since he opened his mouth, he poured beans out of the bamboo tube and complained: "Who is this woman, isn't she just a female bandit the size of a fart, why should she stare and play in front of the young master? I kicked off the carriage a long time ago. I am not satisfied at all. Even if she is doing business with you, son, she is taking advantage of the sky. How come you have become a big shot here, making her the empress? Like. Young master, I’m not saying that you can’t dote on women like this. Besides, she’s not very attractive. Your face is justifiable, but what kind of person are you, young master, you stand upright, who in the world would dare to kill the son of the emperor's old man, young master, don't you think so?"
Xu Fengnian laughed loudly, "Who did you learn your flattering skills from? It's a mess."
Boy Wu turned his head and looked resentful, "My lord, I'm serious!"
Xu Fengnian withdrew most of his smile, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, but it was a pity that there was no snow, so there would be no such beautiful scenery with snowflakes as big as hands, and he smiled softly: "Actually, not only you, but also no one would like a girl like her .”
Young man Wu waved his horsewhip, "That's right, why do you follow her everywhere, young master? Could it be that you really like her, then I have to say a word of conscience, young master, you are wrong this time, it's not worth it." when!"
Xu Fengnian was not afraid of whether the woman in the carriage would get angry, so he leaned his head against the wall of the carriage, "Before last year, few people in the whole world liked me. This is like sympathy."
Boy E had a confused expression, he clearly knew what the young master said made sense, but he just didn't understand it, so he just grudgingly accepted it with great reluctance.
Xu Fengnian joked: "A lot of people and things are just like a woman's ten month pregnancy, you have to wait slowly, don't rush."
Boy Wu laughed and said: "Young Master, if you let that girl get pregnant, and then pat her ass and walk away, you will be relieved."
Xu Fengnian patted the boy on the head with the Beiliang scabbard, "I don't know if she's dead or alive, she's the female devil of the Xuan Realm."
Xu Fengnian was a little puzzled, the owner of Huishan mountain in the carriage was unexpectedly not angry, and he didn't even make a sound.
Inside the car, the woman in purple looked at herself in the mirror, silently.
Like the sound of water swallowing ice.