Super Elation Under the Sun

When Xie Ying returned to Wanbao Pavilion in despair, Li Fuyao was flipping through the books on the second floor. They were all Confucian books on simple and erudition.

Xie Ying sat down by the window, leaning his head against the window, and took a book on the shelf beside him and covered his face.

Li Fuyao closed the book and asked, "How, what did your aunt say to you in the end?"

Xie Ying’s face was covered by the book. Li Fuyao couldn’t see his expression. He only heard Xie Ying sigh, “What else can I say, I can’t let go of that thought at the end, but we thank the family, it’s very Free and easy, until the end, my aunt didn't ask me to let my father go."

Li Fuyao walked a few steps, sat in front of Xie’s face, and said calmly: "Your aunt didn’t reason with me, but in the end she told you something else. I can understand what you feel like you are now. This is not a polite remark. If you want to comfort a person, it is very useful to say'empathize with one another', but in most cases, if you have not experienced it, you may not feel the same. But I am different. I really understand it. Do you know why?"

Xie Ying's head swayed slightly under the book.

This is the shook his head.

Li Fuyao continued: "When I was very young, I was not from Zhou people. At that time, I lived in Luoyang City. Like a child under the world, I lived without worry and didn't feel that this world was bad at all. It’s difficult, but when I arrived in Baiyu Town, I started to work hard to live and do things that I had never thought of for the cold money, and I really understood how cute this world is. ."

Xie Ying remained unmoved, "This seems to have nothing to do with today's affairs."

Li Fuyao didn't care about Xie Ying's indifferent response, but continued to speak softly: "The point is how I came to Baiyu Town from Luoyang City."

Xie Ying gave a hum and waited for the following.

Li Fuyao continued, "Yanling is a giant to Dazhou, because Yanling not only has soldiers and soldiers far better than Dazhou, but also because there is always a group of monks in Yanling. This is to ensure that Yanling is in the territory. , There is no reason why the small country dares to provoke. As for the role played by the Yanling Academy behind it, in fact, apart from being used to deter Dayu and Liangxi, the other most significant role is for Yanling. Conveying monks, the monks in the world, according to my point of view, are actually not too small, but there are not many who can really go on, and there are not many who can go extremely far. Those who do not go too far will naturally not allow him to be in the school. It’s normal to stay here for a lifetime, so there are monks in Yanling and no monks in Dazhou. Since Yanling has a good relationship with Xuegong, every year in Luoyang City, Xuegong will send people to choose some children who can walk on that road of practice. Bring it back to the Academy. If things go on like this, the number of monks in Yanling is really not what you can imagine."

Xie Ying grasped the key points in this, "You were selected in the first place?"

Li Fuyao smiled freely, "There are only a few places each year, but it is always possible that among the children discovered that year, one or two of them are also suitable, so naturally there are choices."

Xie Ying is not a fool, and soon knows the answer, "So your place was robbed?"

Li Fu shook his head, "Maybe someone bought it."

Xie Ying stopped talking. He faintly felt that there should be Li Fuyao's sadness in it, so he was not prepared to ask any more.

Li Fu shook his head and looked at the sky, and said with a smile: "There are a lot of things that I really didn't want to happen. For example, now, look, we still haven't seen the sunrise."

Xie Ying tuts and praises: "Li Fuyao, you make good swords, and you are really reasonable."

Li Fuyao ignored him, but after standing up, he calmly said, "No matter how much I don't want to face it, I have to face it someday."

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Since Laojijiu entered Shaoliang City, he stayed in the post house prepared by the Ministry of Rites. During these days, he did not go out, but the post house still received invitations like snowflakes in the sky. Regardless of whether he wants to see this old Jijiu, he dare not show it at all. The Xie family has made such a feat. The old Jijiu has lost his younger generation. His Majesty must be careful to appease them. In the final analysis, the important minister of the DPRK, if it makes the old Jijiu unhappy.

It is not impossible to give Shaoliang City a place.

But after the sky full of invitations were delivered to the post house, whether it was the old sacrificial wine or the martial arts master Xie Wuyi, they did not respond.

For a while, no one in Shaoliang City could figure out the idea of ​​Lao Jijiu.

Until the afternoon three days later, the Princess Ji Nanlong, who had lived in Fengyang Pavilion for a long time, walked into the post house. The old Jijiu, who hadn't appeared in front of the hundred officials for a long time, was rarely in a small courtyard of the post house and under the princess. Bask in the sun for an hour.

Ji Nanlong helped Xie Chenjun to a bamboo chair in the small courtyard. After Xie Chenjun sat down slowly, he put a piece of snow white fox fur brought from the palace on Lao Jijiu's lap.

Ji Nanlong was sitting on the stone bench by the side, looking haggard.

Xie Chenjun squinted his eyes, looked at the princess, and slowly said, "The affection of the princess, in fact, the old minister can feel it, Ying'er is a martial artist, and it is a blessing for the princess to get princess blue eyes, but even the old minister I am willing to have an old face, and I am willing to facilitate this marriage for Ying'er. It is too late now, but it's okay, it hasn't delayed the princess' life."

Ji Nanlong raised his head and whispered softly: "What can the old Jijiu say?"

Xie Chenjun smiled and said: "The Xie clan, the Langya Wang clan of the same year, originally rose up at the same time. The Wang clan was devoted to literature. After entering the dynasty, the entire generation of sires came from the Wang clan. In addition, Da Zhou In the literary world, many of the guys with the most brilliant articles are also surnamed Wang. There is even a "book saint". There is even a picture of that person’s calligraphy in the old minister’s study, but why the Wang clan prospered in the dozens Years later, it suddenly declined. Until now, Da Zhou doesn’t know the Langque Wang family anymore? Except for the wrong selection of the Wang family for several key teams, the other reason is probably because they are all scholars from beginning to end, those in the bones Vigorous, it’s not easy to put it, and it’s too much to look at. So you can find a wild history from the market in Dazhou, and you can see an excellent comment on the Wang family in it, but it is in the orthodox history book. , Wang’s praise would be much less. And our Xie family, in fact, has always paid little attention to the changes in the court, Xie’s stepped on the rivers and lakes, and stepped on the other. In the threshold of the temple, although it looks a little nondescript, but because of this, it is more well-founded to advance and retreat. Just like an old minister, he could stay in the temple for a while, even if it is a ruler, it is not difficult. Why did the veteran retreat? Naturally, it is still for Wang's consideration. It is not easy for a family to rise up, and it is even more difficult to maintain undefeated. It is even more difficult to think about going a few steps forward. Therefore, the veteran counterparts are so important. "

Ji Nanlong was startled, and then asked: "What does the old Jijiu want to say?"

Xie Chenjun smiled and said, "So no matter whether you are a princess or your majesty, you don't need to try again and again. The Xie family should be based on the Great Zhou. Some things will naturally know how to advance and retreat, and there is no need to beat them."

Ji Nanlong lowered his head, some dare not look directly at Xie Chenjun.

The latter said softly: "Why is your Royal Highness so? What will happen to Xie's? Those years have already made it clear enough. Nowadays, the reason why the old minister still enters Shaoliang City is just to make your Majesty owe it again. The veteran has a lot of affection, so that your Majesty will treat Xie a little more.

Ji Nanlong shook his head, "Needless to say, I don't think the father will treat Xie lightly."

Xie Chenjun no longer said more, after all, some things were not spoken to her.

Ji Nanlong stood up and left the small courtyard, leaving Xie Chenjun alone in the small courtyard with his eyes closed.

From the beginning to the end, Xie Chenjun’s remarks could not be said to be heart-to-heart words. When dealing with the emperor’s family, instead of a dedicated courtier doing something, it is better to be a businessman who makes the emperor’s family owe you some incense.

The Xie family can go to today and is different from the Wang family.

Except for knowing how to advance and retreat, the rest lies in this incense.

Simple in three words, but not simple at all.

After a while, Lao Jijiu suddenly opened his mouth and cursed angrily: "Get out."

Xie Wuyi, who was about to go this way, stopped, took off the hip flask from his waist, raised his head and drank the pot, and then this master of martial arts, who is very likely to become the next Patriarch, wiped it. Wiping his mouth, without saying anything, disappeared.

The Patriarch Xie, who is not old enough to die tomorrow, looked at the sky and said, "Tell Li Ji, I will go to his house tonight."

A middle-aged man who had been waiting in the distance nodded, and then he left the courtyard to find out the invitations he received these days, put the master clerk on the top, and wrote something with a pen. what.

At dusk, the sky was getting darker.

The carriage in front of the post house was ready, Xie Chenjun slowly got up, walked out of the small courtyard, came to the carriage, and walked into the carriage with the help of the groom.

Then the old Jijiu didn't say a word.

The groom, who was also a good hand in the big Zhou arena, held his breath.

After a long time, the old Jijiu said and left.

The carriage moved slowly.

Xie Wuyi appeared at the gate of the post house, beside him, was another master of Xie family worship.

The man whispered: "Before Ye Kaishan came back with news that Xie Ying had gone to Feixianfeng, and the three of them had already gone to intercept. It stands to reason that there should be a reply now, but..."

Xie Wuyi is still the style of hanging a hip flask around his waist. He chuckled softly, "My son, how could he die so easily? Since he can run out of Chen Guo's palace, then kill a few martial artists. What's the matter, but I'm a little curious, did he kill all his aunts when he was so cruel? Or was my sister not so cruel in the end?"

That person was silent, thanking the family for family affairs, how could he blend in?

Xie Wuyi drank a sip and smiled calmly: "Brother's spy, I should know the news soon after he comes back. When he returns to Shaoliang City, I will really die. Brother's temper, I I know too much..."

The man asked in a low voice, "Then we send someone to intercept those spies?"

Xie Wuyi shook his head, "Kill the big brother first."

The man was suddenly startled, "Kill Patriarch?!"

Xie Wuyi asked back: "Otherwise, what else?"

The person was a little worried, "Xie family, there are still many people who obey the Patriarch, can it be done?"

Xie Wuyi shook his head, "This time I will do it myself. I can kill all the offerings of the Xie family with one hand."

After saying this, Xie Wuyi suddenly looked down at his empty sleeve tube and laughed at himself: "After all, I only have one hand."

The man was silent for a quarter of an hour, before finally whispering: "I'm going to manage the post house."

Xie Wuyi raised his head to look at the carriage that had been invisible for a long time, and said calmly: "No, for the big brother, I don't know how many people are eager for him to die. The guilt for Xie's and the guilt for the big brother seems to be the death of the big brother. Is it all gone?"

When he said this, Xie Wuyi looked mocking.

Then this martial arts master walked alone on the street, towards the night.

As for the carriage, it has indeed reached the gate of the Zaidzhi's mansion now.

The governor Li Ji personally greeted him, and the person who could be personally greeted by the great Zhou governor throughout the Great Zhou, except for the emperor, was the only one who could not only meet him personally, but also let him Willingly.

Aside from the Xie family, Xie Chenjun's life is actually enough to make people feel dazzling.

I am afraid that in the two hundred years since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is difficult to find a person who can match the old Jijiu.

So let Li Ji stand in the middle of the cold wind, he willingly.

Xie Chenjun opened the curtain and got out of the carriage.

Li Ji bowed his hands in salute, "I have seen old Jijiu."

Xie Chenjun is not at all polite, "In the entire Shaoliang City, above the court, only you, Li Ji, have half the qualifications to sit with me, so the old man shirks so many invitations and only comes to you, whether you are or not. Would like to invite me, an old man who is dying, to a meal, but I have come, and you can't drive away."

Li Ji nodded and smiled: "Since the old sacrificial wine is here, who dares to rush?"

Xie Chenjun laughed.

When entering the mansion, Li Ji suddenly said: "Others don’t know why Laojijiu entered Shaoliang City this time, but Li Ji understands that if Laojijiu has something to help Li Ji, this time Li Ji may be true. To refuse the old sacrificial wine."

Xie Chenjun snorted coldly, "If the old man does something he can't do, no one else in the court can do it. If he can't do it, the old man will not worry about it or ask for help."

Li Ji didn't feel embarrassed at all, he just chuckled softly: "It's so good."

Lao Jijiu ignored him any more, and just moved forward slowly. Walking in front of Li Ji, he seemed to be the owner of this mansion. On the contrary, Li Ji was like a guest.

The two came to a small side hall. Someone had already lit the stove. So when they walked into the side hall, the cold was gone. There were a few pots of wine warmed by the stove, and the table beside it was really shabby. Except for the plate of peanuts, there is only one plate of soaked radish.

If you look at the hospitality of this master dictator, if you look at it from outsiders, it would be extremely bad.

But looking at the old Jijiu, it was just right.

After eating the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, I realized that it was far inferior to these pickled vegetables.

After sitting down, Xie Chenjun asked, "Is this wine a tribute from the palace?"

Li Ji shook his head, "Not only is it not, but it is far away. This wine is just a bargain I bought at a wine shop in the market. A jar of wine is not worth a coin."

Xie Chenjun laughed.

Then for a while, the old sacrificial wine asked Li Ji to drink it.

The two drank to each other. One was the most powerful governor in the Great Zhou temple in the past, and the other was the current governor. But the content of the conversation between the two was not temple or state affairs.

What Xie Chenjun and Li Ji said were all the scenery of Yanshi City, and what Li Ji said was only the scenery of Shaoliang City.

The two temple lords were inconsistent.

After drinking half a pot of wine, Xie Chenjun stretched out his hand and placed it in front of the stove, feeling the temperature, and chuckled softly: "If it feels hot, they will stop their hands."

Li Ji frowned, "It's not necessarily true. Most people in the world are frantic."

Xie Chenjun laughed softly: "The old man really felt that life and death was not a big deal before, but now, he has figured out the flavor of the four words, life and death."

How smart Li Ji is, since he can sit in the seat of Da Zhou Zaizhi, he is naturally not a fool.

These four words came from the battle report from the frontier army.

He asked with some doubts: "Since the old Jijiu wants to save incense, why does he do this now?"

Xie Chenjun still laughed.

Li Ji soon understood.

It's because I don't know the words of life or death.

Until now, Xie Chenjun opened the skylight and said, "Although the old man’s spies have not yet come back, as long as Wuyi comes today, doesn’t it mean that the old man’s guess is not wrong? Since there is nothing wrong, this incense will be convincing. It’s even bigger. Your Majesty doesn’t pay attention to it. It’s the best way to do it. Anyway, you have to owe a bit of incense, bigger and smaller, more and less. As long as you can solve the current situation, I want to come to him. I won't care."

Li Ji sighed, "Your Majesty has done nothing wrong. Any emperor who is not stupid will do it."

Xie Chenjun was in a good mood. He smiled and said, "The old man just hopes that there will be no good in the people who come tonight."

Li Ji sighed again, "Pity me, this mansion has become a chessboard for old wine sacrifices."

Xie Chenjun said calmly: "Shaoliang City can still find other places as the place of my Xie Chenjun's death? Is there anyone else who can be completely unaffected after the death of the old man? Except you, Li Ji, no more."

Li Ji took a sip of wine and whispered, "But Lao Jijiu doesn't seem to want to die like this."

The boss used the word rashly.

It seems something is wrong.

"If Wuyi didn't do anything stupid, the old man would die. Isn't it different in whose hands he died? But ah, he just let a dying old man see hope, if he has hope, it will be hard to die."

Xie Chenjun was silent for a long time, and said something exactly like someone, "I don't want to die like this."