On the winter solstice night, the lanterns are hung up.
A little bit of sparkling firelight under the eaves, reflected through the thin red paper, formed a red line, illuminating the entire yard.
The snow was still rustling, neither big nor small, enough to dye the world white, the roofs were covered with a thick layer, and the trees on the ground were no exception.
People who practice martial arts are not afraid of cold, the door is open, there is no wind, and they are not afraid of snow blowing in. Sitting in the house, there are earth dragons to keep warm, but they can enjoy the snow scenery, killing two birds with one stone.
This is not Xuandu Temple, but Chang'an Young Master's Mansion.
After Yang Jian ascended the throne, just like Yu Wenyong, he named Yan Wushi the young master. In fact, everyone knew that this was just a title, it didn't matter what it was called, even if he was named a general or other marquis, Yan Wushi The teacher is still Yan Wushi, and the Huanyue Sect is still the Huanyue Sect, and no one can change its status.
Compared with Yu Wenyong, Yang Jian understands more deeply that the emperor does not have the final say in this world. There are many aristocratic families in the world. Their long history and influence make the emperor have to listen to their opinions. Yang Jian In order to break through the influence of the clansmen, the imperial examination system was promulgated, which was completely different from that of the nine-rank official selection system since the Wei and Jin dynasties, so that the majority of poor scholars could obtain the entry rank through the imperial examination.
But in this way, the power of the high-ranking officials, who were originally responsible for the selection of officials, no longer exists. This power was taken back by the emperor. Although the poor scholars were happy, the noble families were not happy, in order to compete with this huge force. , For a long time, it was impossible for Yang Jian to abandon the Huanyue Sect.
As for Xuandu Mountain, as the mainstay of the Taoist sect today, he would rather win over than give up. As a founding emperor, Yang Jian naturally understood this. On the premise that he had the advantage of Buddhism, he did not forget to be tolerant of the Taoist sect. Maintaining a balance between the two legal traditions, on the other hand, vigorously supporting the Confucian sect, which has the potential to compete with Nanchen and bring all the talents of the Southern Dynasty together.
The strength of the North and the South became increasingly clear. Seeing that there was bound to be a battle between the two, people’s hearts gradually floated. Indeed, many scholars from the South came to Chang’an to participate in the imperial examinations of the Northern Dynasty.
The situation in the Northern Dynasty was very good. Many people believed that if there were no accidents, the world would usher in another unified situation after the Central Plains was divided since the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
But at this moment, the person sitting in the young master's mansion, facing the snow court at the door of the house, did not seem happy.
Because in front of him was a bowl of dumplings.
To be precise, it is a bowl of dumplings with mutton soup as the soup base, mixed with glutinous rice balls.
Shen Qiao frowned slightly, facing this bowl of "three dislikes", she didn't know what expression to put on.
A man stepped out from the other side of the screen. Seeing his expression, he smiled and said, "The winter solstice is as big as a year. The north eats dumplings, the south eats glutinous rice dumplings, and the Sichuan region wants to drink mutton soup. Now that all three are gathered, here's one for you. The world is gathering, why are you unhappy?"
Shen Qiao shook his head: "I don't like to eat it like this. The glutinous rice balls should be sweet. How can they be mixed with the mutton soup? Who the hell came up with this to please the emperor?"
Yan Wushi gave a light high-five: "You guessed it right, this year's winter solstice banquet, King Jin thought of this way to please the emperor, and also named this soup Yitongtang, which means the unification of the four seas, Yang Jian was very happy, and immediately rewarded him. He, the prince was also on the field, and his expression was wonderful!"
The winter solstice banquet was held yesterday. Shen Qiao was not in Beijing yesterday, so he didn't need to go to the banquet, but Yan Wushi went. For him, it was equivalent to going to the theater.
Shen Qiao gently exhaled a white breath: "When a person grows up, his mind becomes complicated. King Jin is more articulate than the prince, and he is more favored in front of his parents. Angry, I am afraid that I will not be willing to stay in the position of King Jin for a long time."
Yan Wushi snorted slightly: "Isn't his mind not complicated when he was a child?"
Hearing this, Shen Qiao couldn't help thinking of the sword that Yang Guang stabbed at Chen Gong viciously.
"Does the emperor have the intention to change the crown prince?"
The topic of discoloration heard by others is common to them, and they don't care.
Yan Wushi: "Maybe not now, but I can't say for sure in the future. If there is no accident, next year will go south to attack Chen. If Yang Jian's Dugu clan prefers Yang Guang, he must be named a marshal and go to receive military merit."
He sat down beside Shen Qiao, grabbed the other person's waist directly, lowered his head and scooped up a dumpling, took a sip: "It tastes good, come, feed you for your husband?"
Yan Wushi handed over the wooden spoon in a gesture, but Shen Qiao glared at him: "Sect Master Yan is self-respecting."
Even after a few years have passed, this person is still as thin as paper and can't stand the slightest teasing, but the more so, the more Yan Wushi loves to tease him.
"What is self-weight, this seat is not heavy at all, otherwise you can't stand it when the night is on you?"
Without waiting for Shen Qiao to say anything unpleasant, Yan Wushi directly squeezed his chin and passed a mouthful of soup.
The silence fell for a while, except for the rustling of snow outside the house, and the subtle movements entwined with the lips and tongues in the house.
After a long time, Shen Qiao finally pushed away the person "sticking" to him, panting, "Speak serious business, don't do anything!"
Yan Wushi: "This is called fun."
Shen Qiao obviously did not agree with this kind of taste, and what made his expression even more strange was the taste of mutton soup left in his mouth.
This kind of mutton soup mixed with dumplings and dumplings... It's really insensitive.
If you want to come to the winter solstice banquet, there are definitely not a few people who are not used to drinking this kind of "unified soup", but everyone did not dare to say more because the emperor was so excited.
Shen Qiao sighed: "Yang Jian is indeed wise when it comes to being the emperor, which makes me feel that my choice is not wrong, but when it comes to children, he seems a little confused. In front of everyone's eyes, he always shows his love for the second son, so where does he put the eldest son?"
Yan Wushi made a gesture to catch him, and when he saw that the other party had a clear hand and quickly retracted his hand into his sleeve, with a little regret on his face, he said: "It's not difficult to understand, many smart people often go dark under the lights on a certain matter, Yang Jian The same is true with the Dugu Clan, and if it goes on like this, sooner or later, there will be a drama of brothers fighting against each other.
Shen Qiao: "Although the prince's temperament is weaker, if he ascends the throne, he will be able to follow the rules of Cao Cao, but Yang Guang can't tell, I see the face of this person..."
He shook his head, didn't say any more, just said: "Sometimes, it's not good to be too smart. Smart people feel that there is only oneself in the world, and they feel lonely. If the crown prince's position changes, it will not be a good thing for the Yang family or the world."
Yan Wushi laughed: "A Qiao, are you talking about me?"
Shen Qiao glanced at him: "Is Sect Master Yan like this?"
Yan Wushi: "That's not true. After all, I'm much smarter than Yang Guang."
Shen Qiao didn't hold back, but still smiled.
He smiled and frowned, making his heart soften.
Yan Wushi felt that even in the midst of a hurricane, seeing such a smile, he would feel that the whole body was no longer sad, and the world became gentler.
"That Yuxiu doesn't seem to be simple."
Yan Wushi began to think about the beauty in his arms tonight, where he would spend more affectionately, and said casually: "Of course it's not easy, I have asked Bianyanmei to check, and now the news comes back that this person From the same background as Duan Wenyang, they are both Hu-Han mixed blood."
Shen Qiao: "He has Turkic blood?"
Yan Wushi nodded: "What's going on here is very interesting. A person with Turkic blood worshipped Buddhism, became a Buddhist disciple, and followed King Jin, and his relationship with King Jin was ambiguous. Sui Dynasty had a bad relationship with Turks. , King Jin is surrounded by a monk of half Turkic blood, what do you think he wants to do? Isn't this a very interesting thing?"
Shen Qiao was quite surprised: "You said... Yuxiu and King Jin are, what kind of relationship?"
Yan Wushi asked back, "Can't you see it?"
Shen Qiao was still digesting the news: "I really didn't think about it..."
Yan Wushi tutted: "It can be seen that you have too little experience to even see this."
Shen Qiao: "..."
Yan Wushi: "I have to work hard at this seat and teach you well myself with my body."
Shen Qiao: "..."