.
Then she thought of someone else.
The man called her Lvpaoer before he died.
Xiao Yu said that person is amazing, and Grandpa Gao admired him for most of his life.
She suddenly asked: "Yu Yu, Grandpa Gao asked you to find that person, it is to let you accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher, but how can we find him?"
Groom Yu turned his head and smiled, "You can always find it."
She yelled, and yelled, "I'm going to play." After getting up, she ran away without a trace.
Just like this little girl's older brother Yu the groom smiled knowingly, always afraid that she would find the trip to the Liao and Liao boring, and now it seems that it is too much to worry about. The only trouble is that this girl has learned a lot of dialects and idioms from many local children, such as what you mean, what kind of bullshit, and what should be deleted far away. Thinking about it, the bridegroom Yu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
As for the "little junior brother" who doesn't know where he is, in a sense, he is a closed-door disciple of the master. Right now, the groom is not in a hurry. He firmly believes that when he finds it, he will meet him naturally. This is a wonderful feeling. intuition.
The groom has to wait patiently.
Five hundred years ago, there was only one Wang Xianzhi, and even more so, only one Li Chungang.
In the evening, the bridegroom Yu helped the villagers with their work, and before returning to the borrowed house, the owner of the house had already prepared dinner, but the groom Yu didn't know where the girl was playing, so he had to imitate the villagers and yelled , Soon there was a reply from the other side of the river, she ran back quickly, stepped lightly over the threshold with her skirt in her hand, and saw that Xiao Yu and the family were already sitting on the kang made of adobe, because there was no waiting for her. Moving her chopsticks, she made a face at Yu Yu, then sat next to Yu Yu apologetically, and helplessly reminded the groom in a low voice: "There is no reason for the host to wait for the guests to eat."
The middle-aged village woman liked the girl in green from the bottom of her heart, so she quickly smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
A middle-aged man with the appearance of a southerner poured a glass of wine for the groom. The man is actually a foreigner, and his wife is a local. Even earlier, it was a blessing in disguise. I was lucky to escape the Spring and Autumn War that burned all over the Central Plains, because Liaoxi is the land of Longxing in Liyang, and Liaodong has also gained a lot of glory, although it is not as good as Liaoxi. All kinds of preferential treatment, but compared with the heavily taxed Dongyue people, there is still a world of difference, and the world knows that there is a king with a different surname who "came out of the mountains" in Jinzhou, and the Liyang vassal king who is in charge of the Liangliao is the king of Jiaodong. Zhao Sui, Zhao Sui is also very kind to the people in the jurisdiction. Although Beimang and Liyang have been fighting for many years, the flames of war have not spread here, so even middle-aged men have never seen war on the battlefield since they were young. . The man's family brought a large box of books with them when they were convicted and migrated to the north. Even if they were passed on for four generations, the fathers taught their sons to read and write.
The reason why the groom chose to live in this house was because he felt close to the middle-aged man's bookish atmosphere, which is extremely rare in the Northland. When the bridegroom Yu said that he was leaving the village for Jinzhou City tomorrow, the man who lost his drinking buddies inevitably felt a little regretful. He probably drank half a bowl of wine, and the middle-aged men who were not able to drink well and were good at drinking were gone too much. Talking about the taboo, he asked with a low laugh: "Brother Yu, are you going to see the ancestral residence of the King of Beiliang? Let me tell you the truth, it's nothing to see. Ordinary people can't get close to it. There is the residence of the king of Beiliang. Second, many people said that there are only two or three dilapidated houses, and it is rumored that many people who went to Jinzhou City to join in the fun went there in good spirits and returned disappointed."
Bridegroom Yu asked, "A lot of people go to Jinzhou?"
The man swallowed the remaining half bowl of wine in one gulp, and said with a smile: "No, there are many stories about this matter. We are only eighty miles away from Jinzhou, and the village has found valuable things. For example, mink fur and fox fur, especially the old ginseng that the government prohibits private digging in name, can be safely handed over to me, a 'Mr. No stranger to…”
Although the woman had a good impression of the groom and the little girl, when her man talked about privately selling ginseng, she secretly kicked him.
It’s not easy for a man to say clearly that his wife is wrong, so he just pretended that nothing happened, and continued: “As for the famous Rentu, even if he left Jinzhou for more than 20 years, and all of them died in Beiliang, but The people from Jinzhou still talk about it with gusto. The last decade or so was the busiest. It is said that many powerful families from the Central Plains who had a mortal enmity with Rentu settled down. The family’s ancestral grave, if it weren’t for our Jiaodong King’s friendship with Rentu, I’m afraid it would have been a disaster. Let me see, our Jiaodong King also slaughtered the fish for that person, otherwise, with the ability of the prince and his old man, it would be a disaster. It shouldn’t be such a bleak situation now. Last time, brother Yu, you said that the King of Huainan, Zhao Ying, also died in a heroic battle. Our lord does not say that we are compared with Rentu and King Yanchi, but compared with the King of Huainan and the new King of Jing’an. More than enough, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to sit in the position of King Jiaodong. Except for Beiliang, only the vassals and vassals here are facing the barbarians in Beimang, right? If the late emperor didn’t trust our lord’s ability, he wouldn’t have dared to make such an arrangement .”
The bridegroom Yu nodded. It was painstaking and solitary for the first emperor of Liyang to place the vassal king. He "raised" Zhao Ying in the Huainan Road under his nose, and "distributed" the ambitious Zhao Bing to southern Xinjiang, so that the relatives of the same father and mother The younger brother Zhao Yi governed the most affluent Guangling Road in the whole world, and put the most rebellious King Jing'an in Xiangfan, Qingzhou, which was surrounded by enemies, but put Xu Xiao and Zhao Sui in northern Xinjiang. A middle-aged man who is not a scholar and never considers himself a scholar, he drank two bowls of wine without knowing it. He could drink only this amount to death, but maybe it was because there were only a few thousand glasses of wine when he met his confidant. He poured a bowl for himself, but his wife couldn't stop him no matter what, he raised the wine bowl, sniffed it, found that he didn't drink, looked up at the groom Yu opposite, his eyes were a little distracted, this middle-aged man who was far away from gunpowder smoke and far away from the temple People seem to start talking to themselves, "Dongyue, where my ancestors lived, was destroyed by General Gu Jiantang. It may not be the handiwork of Rentu. Since my grandfather, I have no ill feeling towards Rentu, and I am no exception. I used to hear It is said that Tai'an City is the most swearing place in the world, and then there is Guangling Road, which is known as "the seeds of reading, ten out of five or six", and then there are countless celebrities in the south of the Yangtze River, and now even Xinliang King They also scolded together, it seemed that the more they scolded the officials, the bigger they got. One of them was a minister of the Ministry of Rites. , Many people have never even met Rentu and the Xinliang King, and even the rise of their families is due to Rentu's horse riding in the spring and autumn, so why are you scolding? Brother Yu, you have a lot of experience, look at you I think he is also a person who has read a lot of poetry and books, so maybe he can help me to solve my doubts?"
The bridegroom hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "Pick up the bowl to eat, put down the chopsticks and scold your mother?"
The middle-aged man said with emotion: "Yes! A country without heroes is like a house without pillars, and a man without a backbone."
The man took a big sip of the third bowl of wine, and then he was really drunk, fell asleep under the service of his wife, and murmured to himself, saying that if the king of Xinliang couldn't guard the northwest, he would scold his mother too. Even the father of the young prince scolded him. The middle-aged daughter-in-law didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said that she really thought of herself as a high-ranking official, and she didn't see you putting so much effort into doing the crop work all these years. The woman was nagging, she just looked down at her man's face, which was much rougher than when she was young, and she couldn't help smiling on her slightly dark face, thinking who made you so handsome, back then But it took a lot of women to snatch you, even if your crops are so-so, it doesn't matter.
After hearing that sentence, the groom drank a bowl of wine in one gulp, and said calmly: "How sad is a country without heroes. How sad is a country that has heroes but does not respect heroes."
The groom got off the kang and sat outside the house with the little girl on a small bench, he turned his head to look at her who was in a daze with her chin resting on her shoulders, and said with a smile, "Why don't we go find your grandpa Gao's apprentice somewhere else? "
The little girl turned her head and rolled her eyes, "If I want to go to Beiliang, I can just say it, I don't really care."
The groom was a little embarrassed, and just about to speak, the little girl said solemnly: "Go, go, I miss Uncle Lou anyway, this Uncle Lou, when he was still in Emperor Wu City, he didn't know how to take care of himself. I don't worry if he is away from home!"
Groom Yu rubbed her little head, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, Uncle Lou, Uncle Gong, and your Aunt Lin, you are all indispensable."
She stretched out her fingers in a panic and hissed, "I have to call Sister Lin! If you call Aunt Lin, she will be angry."
Bridegroom Yu laughed and said, "No wonder Master said that you are not afraid of heaven and earth, but forest crows."
The little girl suddenly sighed, and finally said to the bridegroom earnestly: "Younger, let's make an agreement first, when we arrive in Beiliang, don't fight with others, and talk well, okay?"
The bridegroom pretended to be surprised and said, "Eh? Who said you can fight without moving your mouth?"
The little girl raised her chin and said viciously: "I haven't said the second half of the sentence yet. When it's time to quarrel, we have to discuss things carefully. Those who use their fists are not heroes."
The bridegroom squinted his eyes and said softly, "If you travel the rivers and lakes in the future, you will definitely become a famous heroine."
The little girl nodded vigorously, then put her head on the groom's knee, and said in a muffled voice, "Yu Yu, I actually wanted to go to Beiliang for a long time. I wanted to visit the place where Grandpa Gao died."
The groom nodded slightly, without saying a word.
The little girl raised her head lightly, the tears were still there, but she already had a smiling face, "You are less than less than, Beiliang is in the northwest, so we won't be drinking northwest wind every day then?"
Bridegroom Yu said with a smile, "Yes, there are sand fields everywhere now, and there might be a lot of sand to eat."
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It's not easy to be an official in Beijing, even if Fan Chang, the master chess player who was bestowed by the current emperor as the number one national player in the dynasty, has become an upstart figure in the Imperial Academy, it is inevitable to feel this way, the Fan family can be called a scholarly family, It’s just that in Xiangzhou, it’s not considered a luxury family. When he was called to Beijing, he just went north alone, without a book boy and servant, and he had a bank note of seven or eight hundred taels. It's too shabby, and I didn't think about becoming a real official in the capital, so I realized how expensive it was. After all, Fan Changhou had never won the honor bestowed by the emperor, and he was not born as a scholar in the imperial examinations. There was no master house teacher in Tai'an City to rely on, let alone fellow villagers in the same year, but Beijing officials, especially the Huangmen of the Imperial Academy Lang has such a noble status, and the residence pays attention to a residence that matches the official system, so Fan Changhou gritted his teeth and rented the old residence of an old minister of the Ministry of Industry who returned home. It is barely a place with gardens and lush flowers and trees, but it costs a lot. He paid him a whole two hundred taels of silver, which was the price that the old servant gave at the expense of Huang Menlang's face. If he was replaced by other ordinary officials, not to mention two hundred, double it, four hundred taels of silver would be tens of millions. Can't hold it. However, the Liyang court did not take care of official uniforms. Except for a few sets of court uniforms fixed by the Ministry of Rites, all other officials had to prepare their own. The purchase of all kinds of official uniforms was a huge expense. After working in the Hanlin Academy for a period of time, I realized that many old-fashioned old Hanlins who were not very wealthy were so poor that they needed to borrow official uniforms all the year round. To make matters worse, Fan Changhou, as a new celebrity in the officialdom of Tai'an City, held various banquets and banquets As well as the weddings and weddings of his colleagues, this young man who is alone spends money like running water. In addition, he is decent as an Hanlin, and he needs pens, ink and paper for daily writing. After receiving this gift, Fan Changhou began to gain a firm foothold in the Imperial Academy. Moreover, he also promised many literati and Beijing officials that they would buy those relatively cheap multi-volume tomes in his hometown that were engraved locally, which also made Fan Changhou give people a good impression. It's just a matter of cutting love in the library at home. I believe those old fritters who have practiced for half their lives in the Gongmen actually know it well, but neither side talks about it.
Officials from other places in the capital mostly live in the southeast of the city, where the mountains and rivers are not bad, and scholars from the south like Fan Changhou all enter the capital through this way. Most of the Tingshu valuers still have their own residences here, and it is also convenient for the nearby water towers to support future generations. Most of the chanting gatherings in Tai'an City are held here. From spring to summer, approaching Grain of Grass, there is an old saying that spring competes with the sun and summer competes with the time. Every year it is the time of eargrass, and a large number of literati and scholars hold gatherings near the Xinran Pavilion. Interestingly, I don’t know which family has such a big business. In the south of Xinran Pavilion, more than 20 acres of rice fields that are not easy to see in the north have been specially set up. , for people to enjoy, in summer, every night, I really hear the sound of frogs. This year's Xinran Pavilion rally was particularly interesting, and I don't know if the group of veterans had a tacit understanding. From Zhongshuling Qi Yanglong to Menxia Province Tan Tanweng, to Zhao Youling and Yin Maochun who stood out in the spring of Yonghui, they didn't join in the fun this year, but From Chen Wang, Yan Jiexi, Jin Lanting to Li Jifu, Gao Tingshu, Sun Yin and others, these "young people" who are the most famous in Tai'an City, almost all of them participated in the Xinran Pavilion banquet by coincidence, and their reputation Fan Changhou, who has risen to prominence, is of course also included in this list.
There was no initiator in the strict sense of this gathering of talents, they were all just calling friends and calling everyone to lead people, and Xinranting was so lively like never before.
At that time, after Fan Changhou had a hand-to-hand conversation with the youth from Qin Tianjian in front of the emperor and empress, six of them stayed until the end. Chatting with Song Keli, while he, Fan Changhou, and that madman Sun Yin are quite sympathetic in the way of chess. It is very interesting that in the subsequent career experience in the capital, it also developed roughly according to this trend. Li Jifu was often the guest of the Chen family, and in the Hanlin Academy, Yan Chiji and the young Phoenix of the Song family studied history books. They got along well, although Fan Changhou and Sun Yin still didn't know each other well, they occasionally chatted about the situation. Today, Fan Changhou and Sun Yin met first and then went to Xinran Pavilion together. Many officials in Tai'an City would say with a smile that "a high-ranking official rides a thin horse, and if he has one, he will not show off his wealth", but Sun Yinze, who has suffered a relegation, is still Zheng Daguang bought a tall horse from Beiliang, and he rode on this horse every time he met and was on duty. Near the Xinran Pavilion, Fan Changhou got off his horse and couldn't help rubbing his butt. This guy Sun Yin really felt like he could ride a horse out of the desert in Tai'an City. Fan Changhou was going to suffer, Sun Yin saw Fan Changhou's distressed appearance was full of gloating.
They came to Xinran Pavilion one after another in an inconspicuous carriage, and got off two men in plain and elegant green shirts. Fan Changhou saw that it was Chen Wang, the constant servant of Zuo Sanqi, and Li Jifu, the number one scholar. According to Sun Yin's lofty disposition, at most he would just squint and ignore him. Unexpectedly, Sun Yin pulled him forward and took the initiative to walk forward. Li Jifu, who also saw the two of them, obviously did not expect Sun Yin to say hello. Chen Shaobao, who is as prosperous as Jin Sanlang in the entire Liyang Dynasty, did not show any surprise, and smiled at them warmly: "Brother Sun, Mr. Yuetian, as agreed in advance, I still don't drink alcohol today, I can only use tea instead of wine. But Ji Fu has already made a plan not to get drunk and never go home, so you just have to feed him."
Sun Yin snorted coldly: "So what about drinking tea, I just drink, we each have a cup, and Master Chang Shi can still go to urinate four, five, six or seven times."
Chen Wang clasped his fists to beg for mercy with a wry smile on his face and said, "Brother Sun, don't bully the fellow countrymen, I implore Brother Sun to point the finger at Ji Fu, or Mr. Yuetian will do as well."
Fan Changhou smiled and said: "Master Chang Shi, you can't rely on your official title to make troubles in front of your face like this, it will damage the dignity of the court."
Li Jifu looked at the three people who talked freely, and felt a little envious in his heart. Although he had many private meetings with the minister who was both a relative of the emperor and an important minister of the court, he never really let go of his hands and feet. Every time I go home from a party, I even have to think about it over and over again, whether there is any inappropriate wording in a certain place, or whether it is rude. It's no wonder that Li Jifu was worried about gains and losses, everyone knew that Chen Shaobao, who was the number one minister of the emperor, would occupy a place in the small court meeting, and it was just around the corner. Moreover, compared with ordinary Beijing officials, Li Jifu knows more reliable inside information. The Zhongshu Province, which has been suspended for decades in the Liyang court, has been waiting for a lot of waste after Qi Yanglong took over. Although Chen Wang is already a high-ranking official of the third grade, he is very likely to be transferred to the Zhongshu Province within a year or two to take up the position of the Zhongshu Minister who has not yet been "substantiated". There are not many ministers in the three provinces and six departments. But Zhongshu Shilang is undoubtedly the one with the most weight. It is not the general trend that Hanlin does not receive a beautiful posthumous title, but these rules do not control this Chen Shaobao, who is in his early thirties. It wasn't shocking, but Li Jifu dared to assert that this must be a feat in officialdom that has never been seen before.
Zhao Youling, Yin Maochun, Jin Lanting, and all the agencies were exhausted, all staring at the title of "Chief Assistant".
But only Chen Wang was so absent-minded and wandering in the courtyard.
Perhaps many people present at that time did not expect that the Xinran Pavilion gathering in the second year of Xiangfu left many well-known romantic and elegant events in the history of later generations.
He was praised by Tan Tanweng himself as a rookie in the calligraphy world that "there are ghosts and gods in the wrists of Dong Jiazi, and seeing the words is like a spring breeze". After Jin Lanting personally spread the rice paper for him, he was drunk and splashed ink, and drew a picture of "The Drunken Eight Immortals" that was hung in the imperial study by His Majesty the emperor that day. "A Knight Walking in Beijing" started with Sun Yin, and a total of sixty-four people including Jin Lanting, Yan Chiji, Song Keli, Chen Wang, Fan Changhou, and Gao Tingshu wrote this famous long poem together .
Of course, how could the Xinran Pavilion of this day be only handsome and heroic without touching rouge? The three oirans in the capital, each with their own strengths, took the stage one after another, dancing or singing, especially the woman who was once on the rouge list, known as the sensual and beautiful Li Baishi, her solo dance was amazing. What is even more surprising is that after that day, Li Baishi disappeared completely in Tai'an City, disappearing so decisively, as if he had never been in this world. Afterwards, based on her few words at the banquet, someone guessed that it was because of her mutual love for an unknown swordsman and ranger, and since then the fairy couple has gone to the world.
There is no wind and rain, and the wind will disperse by itself.
The crowd at the banquet did not leave until late at night. Li Jifu was already unconscious. Chen Wang, the highest official and the only one who did not drink, wanted to take Li Jifu away in person, but he was detained and couldn't get away. He could ask someone to take Li Jifu back home, but that person was actually Jin Lanting, the attendant of the Ministry of Rituals, who personally helped Li Jifu back to the carriage with Gao Tingshu. Sun Yin also left late, but when he came there were two people, when he left he was alone, as if there was no one else around, riding his horse and galloping full of alcohol, startling many graceful young ladies from families in the capital. Under the instigation of everyone, Fan Changhou and Wu Congxian had another "battle of succession". Fan Changhou became the second player in Liyang Go. Yan Chiji left together with Song Keli and that countryman nicknamed Kong Wuchi. The essays, paintings and poems "Xinran Pavilion", "Drunken Eight Immortals" and "A Knight Walking in Beijing" were all entrusted to this young man. Relatives of the emperor, he will be sent to the palace immediately.
The night was dark, the lights were still bright, there were only a dozen or so people left in the Xinran Pavilion, and Chen Wang, who was known in the capital as a teetotaler, was left at the end. Fan Changhou and Wu Congxian had finished playing chess, and the latter and a group of friends took advantage Gui, the people who are still staying in the pavilion are all upstarts in the official circles of Tai'an City, and they are willing to put down their shame to get close to Chen Wang, a high-ranking official of the central government, but everyone is a scholar with a poetic spirit, even if they drink too much Today, the manner of chatting and chatting still does not reduce the habit of literati, so it should be good. And Chen Wang has never been the kind of person who likes to put on airs, and he got along well with them. In the end, someone who was still unsatisfied, spent some money and called someone who was "walking around" at the party to make money. A musician and singer, the woman is holding a pipa in her arms, she doesn't wear makeup, although she is not very beautiful, but in the flickering lights, there is also a bit of charming. Shy and shy, she obviously had a cold business during today's banquet, and she didn't attract any business. Unlike other women in the same company, although she was tired, she had already returned with a full bag of money. On a small stool, before playing the pipa, I took a quick glance at the people sitting on the futons in front of the pavilion. Most of the dozen or so people sat on the futons on the steps. Young man, she can also guess that since these people can appear in the Xinran Pavilion, instead of being far away from the pavilion like most scholars, they should be the most influential people in the banquets in the suburbs of Beijing today , is the real big shot in Tai'an City, even if not today, he will definitely be in the future. She was absent-minded for a moment, she was very curious what would happen if these young gentlemen who were waiting for her pipa were dressed in official uniforms
One of the sons who hired her to sing, sitting at the bottom of the steps, reminded softly with a smile: "Girl, it's time to speak up."
She blushed pretty, a little nervous and flustered, and said softly: "My lord, wait for a moment, and let the servants audition for a while."
Listening to the girl's twirling of the pipa strings, Fan Changhou, who was able to sit side by side with Chen Shaobao intentionally or unintentionally, smiled and said, "It's a typical Jiangzuo Wu family's technique in Xiangzhou. The festival is not too fast, it is soothing and moderate, not as full as the big bows in the north, but it also has a unique meaning, so the repertoire is also a Wenban ditty with a lot of Jiangnan flavor. After drinking too much, listening to such a song is really comfortable."
Chen Wang nodded with a smile, and said softly: "I didn't know that the pipa was originally in my hometown until I was in the capital. There is also a saying that the pipa is played immediately. I was just a poor scholar back then, and I didn't go to the border to study. Ashamed, even if you want to be arty, you can only be ridiculously generous, so for so many years, you have been very sensible and don't participate in banquets and gatherings. People say that I am not good at things, and that is really flattering me."
"The name of the lyrics and song, Nvnuhong, refers to the water in the south of the Yangtze River, wine in the south of the Yangtze River and the woman in the south of the Yangtze River..."
Afterwards, when he heard the woman's crisp and clear voice chanting before the song, Fan Changhou gave a snort, and said with a smile: "Coincidentally, it means that the daughter's red wine, my hometown has this custom since ancient times, when a daughter is born in the family, it will be buried. The next altar of wine, the time of drinking is the day when the woman gets married. Besides, there is also the number one scholar red, which is just taken out for the banquet when the man in the family obtains the honor... "
Then Fan Changhou suddenly noticed that Chen Wang seemed to be in a trance.
"One minute of rice and millet wind around the beam, two minutes of running water and cool sky, and three minutes of the fragrance of apricot blossoms. A sound of spring thunder buried an altar. Eighteen years later, the daughter is red, the daughter is smiling, the daughter is tender, the new wine has become old, and the young lady is here. Waiting to put on red makeup..."
After closing his eyes and listening to the sound of the pipa and Fan Chang's vocals, he finally sighed softly. It turns out that the ending of this song is not as beautiful as the name of the wine.
The woman in the song, after waiting for many years, still couldn't wait for the son who was far away from home, and she didn't put on red makeup for other men, so she just died.
According to the custom, if the daughter of the family dies without getting married, the jar of daughter's red wine will be called Huadiao and must be taken out to drink.
At the end of the song, it is said that the son finally returned to his hometown. Although he was the top student in high school, he could only drink the altar of wine alone at the grave.
After Fan Changhou opened his eyes, there was no abnormality on Chen Wang's face this time.
At the end of the song, people gradually dispersed.
There was no need for Fan Changhou to ask, someone took the initiative to borrow a horse from Huang Menlang. When Fan Changhou was riding on the horse, he turned his head inadvertently and saw Chen Wang standing outside the pavilion, as if saying something to the singing lady. After saying a word, he walked to the carriage.
Fan Changhou didn't have the slightest thought of probing. With Chen Wang's well-known character and Fan Changhou's own knowledge of this Chen Shaobao, he would never think that this Zuo Sanqi's regular attendant would have any frivolous attempts.
Fan Changhou rode slowly.
Back then, he was far away from the rivers and lakes, but now he is at the height of the temple.
Teacher, now even Sun Yin wants to be an official. Although I, Fan Changhou, can't play your game, I will try my best to play my game well.
In the distance, Chen Wang boarded the carriage. Before getting into the carriage, he asked the woman holding the pipa, asking her if the son in the song returned late, would it be better not to return.
The woman was timid and didn't know how to answer. Chen Wang was just talking unintentionally, so he said goodbye and left.
Chen Wang slumped against the wall of the carriage.
Even if he married the golden branch and jade leaf surnamed Zhao, even if the father-in-law was the Duke of a country, Chen Wang never drank alcohol at the wedding banquet. For this reason, many Zhao Shixun's noble children who attended the wedding ceremony had a lot of cynicism, but so After many years, he, Chen Wang, traveled to various ministries in the capital, jumping into the dragon's gate again and again, not to mention those meritorious princes and grandchildren, even those high-ranking princes and princes, only dared to sit on an equal footing with Chen Wang.
Chen Wang actually brought back a small bottle of wine at this time today.
Just yesterday, he received a verbal secret message. The content is only four words, it is dead. Ashamed.
It is Beiliang who deserves to be ashamed.
dead.
It's just like the poor woman in the song who waited from Nv'erhong to Huadiao, but couldn't wait for people.
In the south of the south of the Yangtze River, it rains in every family during the Huangmei season.
To the north of the northwest, catkins fly in the reeds.
Chen Wang took a sip of the wine.
Silently, drinking non-stop, tears streaming down.
Chen Wang's first thought at that time was to take anger at that young feudal lord, at the whole of Beiliang, where he had long since had nothing to worry about.
Everything he has done these years, apart from the money and the kindness of knowing him, is more because she is in Beiliang. He hopes that Beiliang will be safe and sound. In the final analysis, he just wants her to be safe. For this reason, for so many years, he has not been afraid of being with the king like a tiger, and he is not afraid of the treacherous clouds and waves in the officialdom. This extremely forbearing man was afraid that he would talk in his sleep and call out that name.
But in the end, he who could use his own words to promote the change of the world's editions, and he who could persuade the emperor to step up efforts to restrain water transport did nothing.
On the official road, under the night, in the carriage, there was a man who might become the second Liyang Zhang Shoufu, crying like a child.
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If the first year of Xiangfu was a year that surprised Liyang Zhengtong, but still had a plan, then the second year of Xiangfu was a year that was dark and cloudy and made people gradually feel uneasy.
In the late spring of this year, under Cao Changqing's personal leadership, the Western Chu rebellion was rampant. The Qingzhou navy led by King Jing'an Zhao Xun failed to rescue him, and the Guangling navy of the vassal Zhao Yi was wiped out. This also directly caused Song Li to easily break the balance of power that Song Li had managed to win on the land of Guangling Road on the water of Guangling River. What is even more worrisome is that as the most important reinforcements, the powerful army from southern Xinjiang could only land at a few narrow crossings in the upper reaches of the Guangling River after the Qingzhou navy, which was even less powerful than Guangling, had to avoid it. At the same time, Zhao Yi, the vassal king who lost all his naval strength, was defeated. With Xie Xizhen personally presiding over the Eastern Front and echoing the Western Chu Navy's march down the river, Zhao Yi's remnant army could only shrink back into a corner. The territory regained in Li's hands seemed to be offered with both hands. In the battle on Jiangshang, one hair moved the whole body, and the army of Nanzheng coach Lu Shengxiang had to stop and stick to several key passes in place to prevent Xichu and Xizhen from sending their troops north to take advantage of the momentum to counterattack. This naturally made the great situation that the Liyang court originally expected, the north-south attack and the east-west confluence, until the Western Chu capital was completely surrounded, turned into a fantasy.
Fortunately, when the country was in turmoil, there was a gathering at the Xinran Pavilion in the capital, which meant that the people's hearts were still stable, and Chen Zhibao led 10,000 elite troops to leave Shu brazenly. Both Guo Gu Jiantang and the new general of Jizhou Yuan Tingshan fought a series of beautiful victories.
At noon, on the Guangling River, several large-scale building ships that had recently changed their flags to hang the Jiang character went upstream. They did not stop on the river outside the capital of West Chu, but continued to sail up the river. Captured from Guangling King Zhao Yi. It's funny to say that these buildings, which were supposed to exert great power in that battle, were almost intact before they changed their owners. A group of people stand on a tall building in the center, there is a man with frosty temples and white gown, the most elegant and elegant in the world, there is a young woman with a purple sword box on her back, and there are also armored generals, all of whom are full of vigor and dignity, There was also a group of civil servants in court uniform who temporarily boarded a boat from the capital to enjoy the scenery, chatting and laughing happily. Among them, there are two young men who are the most eye-catching. If you put aside their identities, one is ordinary-looking and restrained. He is only eye-catching because of the position he stands. The frown is quite different from the relaxed and comfortable attitude of most generals and civil servants on board. Another young man is about to make people's eyes shine from the bottom of their hearts, and they have to marvel at the existence of such a handsome man in the world, with a white robe and jade belt, standing against the wind, he is really like a god, and it is enough to make others feel ashamed.
The four people at the front of the bow are Cao Changqing, Jiang Ni, Xie Xizhen, and Song Maolin.
Now Xie Xizhen has a great reputation in the Liyang government and the public, even the common people have heard that there has been a great genius general in the Western Chu rebel army, who almost has the posture of Ye Baikui, the first soldier of the Spring and Autumn Period.
As for Song Maolin, although he was a latecomer in the Western Chu Temple, he was no different than Xie Xizhen, who had made brilliant military exploits. Because of his outstanding appearance, Song Maolin seemed like a banished immortal in the world, and his literary talent was outstanding. In addition to the two great Chus, he also had a saying "Northern Xu and Southern Song" together with the Northwest feudal lord. Song Maolin was originally from a wealthy family, so he is probably the real proud son of heaven.
Cao Changqing, the backbone of Western Chu with thicker temples, suddenly turned his head and whispered to Xie Xizhen, "Why, it was hard to drive away a Song Li, but Chen Zhibao came to the Qingzhou Navy from the east, Wu Chongxuan came from the south, and Wu Chongxuan came from the north. Lu Shengxiang is also really in charge of the military, do you think the battle has just begun?"
Xie Xizhen said softly: "If General Kou is still here, it will be much better."
Cao Changqing smiled casually: "Don't worry about that guy, he has a big temper... well, he's not small."
Seemingly a bit taboo, Xie Xizhen remained silent.
Cao Changqing sighed: "Master Sun said last year that Xichu dragged me down, Cao Changqing, and now I want to tell you that it is I, Cao Changqing, who dragged down your student."
Xie Xizhen shook his head and said: "Sir, don't think that way. My disciples have been the people of Great Chu for generations. Great Chu gave birth to me, Xie Xizhen, and I can die for it."
Cao Changqing smiled suddenly, "There is a young man who really should know you, so that he can know what a scholar is. That guy, he had a lot of resentment towards us scholars back then. He met Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie for the first time on Jiangnan Road. , just asked, 'Can you sell me a few catties of benevolence and morality'? As for him, he didn't look good when he saw me."
Xie Xiqiu wondered: "But I see Beiliang's various measures. Daxing Academy in the territory treats scholars who go to Liang very kindly. The King of Xinliang doesn't seem like this kind of person."
Cao Changqing will