Chapter 815: Break it!
“A little further to the left, a little further to the left, hey, a little more to the right, a little more to the right, hey, hey, a little higher, a little higher.”
Xiao Yibo, the chief steward of the mansion, was directing a group of royal guards to hang the plaque of "Prince Pingxi's Mansion".
He is directing from below, while the people above are busy.
“Manager Xiao, my subordinates see that this is a very serious thing.”
"I know."
"Then..."
"No matter how straight it is at the beginning, it has to be moved from left to right. It is taken in advance. Just pay for it and never do it again. It’s a good sign.”
“Hey, this can’t be done, our prince may not be sure in the future...”
The guard said that he knew he had made a mistake, and he was crowned king. Further up...
Everyone is thinking this in their hearts, but it would be inappropriate to shout it out loud.
Xiao Yibo smiled and did not reprimand him.
He is an old man who has followed the prince since Hutou City. He has witnessed the rise of the prince all the way. To be honest, he is actually the one who admires the most in the future.
What is impossible?
No,
Nothing is impossible!
After the plaque was hung, he clapped his hands, ordered the servants outside to sprinkle water on the door and clean it again, and then went in on his own.
The first act of the King Ceremony has just ended, and the imperial edict has been announced. The rest includes military parades and martial arts performances, and then there are rewards for those who contributed to the last battle into Chu. Many savage tribes The nobles also came.
Although due to a temporary change in the battle plan last time, the savage servants did not enter Chu to fight, and basically sat and waited on the Zhennanguan line for a period of time, but no matter what, they had collected enough before The men and horses came with their own weapons.
It is impossible to lose a reward. Tens of thousands of them will come and go as soon as they are called. Even if they are dogs, you must pay attention to them.
In the evening, there will be a banquet in the palace, with hundreds of tables. On the list are people from the imperial envoys, generals from all walks of life under the palace, representatives of meritorious people, representatives from all walks of life under the palace, etc. ,
The commendation meeting that was not held last year due to the war was also moved to today.
Therefore, Xiao Yibo had to go on inspection again to make sure there were no mistakes.
After completing a tour,
it was still early,
Xiao Yibo walked into a courtyard with a red table and saw two people sitting there, sipping peanuts and genuine wine.
When the two people saw Xiao Yibo, they immediately smiled and waved;
“Come on, Mr. Xiao, let’s have a few sips together, sit down and have a rest.”
Two It was none other than Chen Daole and He Chunlai.
Both of these two people were born in the Jin Dynasty. They were both righteous men who fought against the Yan Dynasty and restored the Jin Dynasty. Later they became the "running dogs" of the imperial court;
Because they are capable and potential heroes, the two of them were basically rinsed in the yamen, and then in the army. They were rinsed back and forth several times. After they were thoroughly soaked in the taste,
Then the blind man mentioned that his subordinates should be used as assistants to handle general affairs.
Chen Daole started working earlier than He Chunlai. Because He Chunlai was good at cooking, he worked as a cook for King Pingxi for a while. However, this kind of friendship is indeed something that others cannot envy. .
Even now, every month when He Chun comes to take a rest, he will return to the mansion to cook food for the prince twice. In the words of people in the yamen outside, Mr. He can afford to hold an iron spoon and weigh it. The saltiness of the dishes can also balance the weight of the things at hand.
Both of them are developing very well now, and they can be regarded as unique figures under the blind man.
Xiao Yibo saluted politely and did not take his seat;
But Chen Daole was used to being free and easy, so he directly stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Yibo over and sit down together, and also gave him some wine.
"Where are you talking about?" Chen Daole asked.
He Chunlai replied: "Speaking of His Majesty's will."
"Yes, this time I am really convinced. What is this decree, this gesture, what is it called, this is It's called real atmosphere.
I understand your thoughts, and you understand mine;
Don’t care about such things as flies and dogs,
Just make it clear,
Just make it clear,
Just let the world see it,
Look at how the Ji family treats our prince.
High,
really high. "
He Chunlai nodded and said; "Throughout the ages, the most difficult thing to resolve is not the conspiracies and small calculations, but the upright conspiracy. "
"Yes, come on, let this conspiracy come to light! ”
Chen Daole and He Chunlai raised their wine glasses. Xiao Yibo hesitated for a moment and then raised the wine glass in front of him. After the three of them clinked, they drank it all.
There is nothing to be scrupulous about speaking here.
After all, it was said in the palace, not in public, but at least it was said with a clear conscience, so it could be as candid as possible.
Furthermore, whether it is the prince or Mr. Bei, how can he not tolerate the occasional sour scholarly spirit among his subordinates?
Xiao Yibo stood up and poured wine for them.
Chen Daole added: "The emperor's move, firstly, made the Jingnan army commanders have nothing to say. Secondly, the highest level of business is nothing more than doing favors.
The prince went to conquer Chu. During the reign of the Kingdom, the emperor sent the prince to At the same time, Xu Wenzu, the capital of Ying, was ordered to prepare for another national war.
This sentiment and reason are both difficult,
difficult. .”
He Chunlai nodded and said: "Yes, throughout the ages, it stands to reason that intrigues and intrigues between the imperial court and the feudal towns are inevitable. The imperial court adopts the strategy of division, and the feudal towns use the method of grouping together.
Tear it apart and pinch it, and break it down carefully. The lines gradually appeared.
But it’s this kind of thing, clear in work, open in life, and broad in structure. It’s really hard to find the gaps.
Sometimes it’s helpless.
Could it be that the Yan Kingdom is really his destiny? , should the Yan State unify the Xia?
Two generations of wise kings, two generations of wise kings.
No one understands what the prince is capable of better than we do. If the emperor really continues to act so openly, we, the prince, must continue to fight for Dayan.
In my lifetime, Qian Chu will be destroyed and the world will be unified. This is by no means an illusion. "
Chen Daole sighed and said: "It can only be called destiny. Mr. Bei was busy a few days ago, so I taught His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince a lesson.
How old the prince is, but he is already wise at this early age.
At first, I heard that the late emperor once praised the prince as a "good saintly grandson". There was also a saying that the reason why the late emperor chose the sixth prince to succeed him was because he valued the prince's grandson;
I didn't believe it at first, but now ...
If it doesn’t work out, I will really go for the third generation.
Three generations of Mingjun, Qian Chu, how can you survive? "
He Chunlai laughed "hehehe" and said, "How can we survive this well? How can we survive this north wind?" ”
Chen Daole and He Chunlai laughed together, with a little loneliness in their smiles.
They were born in the Jin Dynasty, and it was said that they were stronger than others or that they were impressed by the blind man and the prince's charisma. However, the only thing they lacked was their loyalty to the so-called Dayan.
Not only them, but the entire Eastern Shanxi, under the blind man's "de-Yan Guoization", achieved remarkable results.
Jindong is the land of Jin, right?
Therefore,
In fact, they all have ambitions in their hearts. To a certain extent, this ambition is similar to that of Qu Peiluo, the young master of the Qu family.
The Jin Kingdom was destroyed, and they were somewhat labeled as traitors to the Jin Dynasty. However, if they could assist the new king in establishing a new dynasty, all the stains on their bodies could be said to be washed away in one fell swoop, and they could also be plated. A layer of gold;
Even if the prince is from Yan, the place where he made his fortune and raised his army, which is the future place of Longxing, is in Fengxin and Jin, then the new dynasty can be called Above is the new life of the Jin Kingdom.
Looking at them drinking and exuding a slightly decadent atmosphere,
Xiao Yibo, who had been silent, smiled and said;
"Why do you two need to be anxious? I don't know much about reading, but I also know a saying about this moment and that moment."
"Oh?" Chen Daole looked at Xiao Yibo, "What do you think of Manager Xiao?"
“Don’t take it as a lesson, even if you are young, you have to say goodbye first. The two ladies are pregnant, and the necessary lotus seed soup in the evening must be prepared in advance. This is more important than the banquet, and nothing can go wrong."
Chen Daole and He Chunlai heard this,
The two looked at each other,
Immediately,
the corners of his mouth rose,
laughed again,
wiping away the previous decadence.
Yeah,
There is also the little master.
…
The people performing the martial arts were a group of soldiers and horses under Liang Cheng. They had just experienced the battle into Chu, and the smell of blood on their bodies had not completely dissipated.
Reorganizing the infantry queue is not easy, but it is difficult, but not too difficult.
Thinking back to the time when the Imperial Guards from the Qian Kingdom came to Beijing, they could still form neat military formations on normal days, giving their officials and the people in the capital the illusion that they had a powerful army under their control.
But if the cavalry, and even a large number of cavalry, can clean up the queue, it is definitely not an easy task. It is not just a matter of people, but also a matter of horses. Both people and horses are well-trained. , such a cavalry is enough to become an absolute nightmare on any battlefield in the world!
The Yan people have relied on two cavalry field groups to establish their current national power these years!
When the barbarian nobles saw this scene, their expressions were not very good. They also had knights and war horses, but it was not an exaggeration for such elites to ride one of them as five wild men.
After the martial arts performance was over,
Prince Pingxi personally awarded rewards to those who had meritorious service in the last expedition. Chen Xianba won the first meritorious service by beheading Dugu Mu and received the policy. Ma boasted about the chances in front of the field.
The human nature of young people is indeed wild and arrogant.
The next step is to award a series of awards to those who have made outstanding contributions to the war, such as logistics, planners, spies, etc. They are all representative figures. The public awards for the rest of the people do not need to be from Pingxi. With the prince in his hands, it is impossible for the various yamen under the prince's palace to be left behind.
When all these things are done, the sun will turn westward.
Those who were qualified to attend the banquet began to enter the city and headed towards the palace. Prince Pingxi, who was the protagonist of the banquet, was not in a hurry to go back first, but came to the entrance of the Calabash Temple with his guards clearing the way.
Even if it is almost nightfall, there are still many people burning incense and praying for Buddha in the Calabash Temple. There is no way, this is the only religious place within a hundred miles of Fengxin City.
The personal guards cleared away the pilgrims in the temple. After knowing that the prince was coming, the pilgrims were not dissatisfied at all. Since they could not worship the Bodhisattva now, they knelt down around the prince's procession.
They all kowtow. In their eyes, the prince is no different from a Bodhisattva.
Zheng Fan walked into the temple alone, oh, and the Pixiu also came in.
Subsequently, a group of retired disabled soldiers knelt down and saluted him. Zheng Fan hesitated for a moment, then walked over to help a few people up and greeted them.
Soon,
Zheng Fan walked into the backyard of the temple.
Little monk Liao Fan knelt on the ground:
"Greetings to the prince, prince Fukang."
The old monk Kongyuan was sitting at the mouth of the well holding a broom. , looking up at the sunset stupidly.
His forehead is still bandaged. The injury caused by kowtowing last time has not been healed yet.
Little monk Liao Fan brought a stool and Zheng Fan sat down.
But Zheng Fan did not touch the tea and preserved fruits that the young monk brought.
When Siniang is not around, he will not touch the food and water outside.
Monk Kong Yuan seemed not to see Zheng Fan at all, and continued to look at the sky very self-consciously.
Prince Pingxi seemed to have forgotten that there were still a lot of people in the palace to entertain a dinner party, and continued to sit here, staring at the crazy monk in front of him in a daze.
Little monk Liao Fan stood on one side, his expression sometimes solemn and dignified, sometimes charming and graceful.
It is said that a while ago, a Jin caravan manager from Litian City came to this temple to burn incense and was attracted by the charming appearance of little monk Fan.
The wind from the Jin region cannot blow on the heads of Guizhou, because many of them have been prostrate on the ground all their lives. Only those powerful people are the most affected by this wind.
The shopkeeper seemed to be a passionate person, and actually asked Fan to elope with him. Then he was tied up by the gang members in the temple and thrown into prison.
The blind man also told this matter as a joke to Zheng Fan when they had breakfast together.
Finally, the blind man sighed with emotion, but the young monk didn't take it seriously, and even made a special trip to plead for the caravan manager;
He was not dissatisfied with his flattery, nor did he feel it was blasphemous. In addition to his status as a monk, he has a sense of seeing through the world of mortals and the illusion of all living beings.
Zheng Fan just listened, but did not tell the blind man what the crazy monk said that day.
Obviously Si Niang didn’t tell anyone.
We are all going to be parents. Who would deliberately spread such words about curses on their children to the outside world?
But, if you want to say you don't care, how is that possible?
After Juggernaut had Liu Dahu as his stepson, he also cherished his biological son very much;
Prince Pingxi has been busy raising his godson in the past few years, although he loves his son. Gotta be tight, but In the bottom of his heart, he also has the expectation that his bloodline will continue to be flesh and blood;
The most important thing,
is that in this world, he always feels like his feet are splashing on the ground;
In this world,
he wants a root, a root that can truly bind and integrate himself with this world.
The feeling of being a stranger in a foreign land, after a long time, is actually uncomfortable. It can also be boring, boring, and boring.
But today,
Somehow,
After the ceremony of conferring the title of king was over,
Zheng Fan wanted to come and sit in this temple.
During the day, the expansion was enough. He was also a bit of an afterthought about the blind man's fight with Xiao Liuzi in the air, but he was too lazy to go to the blind man to talk about it, and he didn't have the energy to analyze Xiao Liuzi's story with others. What are the means;
He just wants to be quiet,
find a place to sit.
After the expansion, there is emptiness, isn't it? It feels a little empty now.
After sitting for a long time,
Zheng Fan closed his eyes and seemed to have taken a nap.
Outside, Xiao Yibo and others were waiting outside the temple, and a large group of people were already sitting in the palace, waiting for the prince to come and have a banquet.
But if you ask Xiao Yibo to go in and urge you, he will never dare.
After all, compared to the prince's interest, the crowd of people in the palace is nothing.
My prince has reached his current position, and external likes and dislikes cannot affect him at all.
In the temple, Pixiu who followed in was a little bored, but due to the quiet atmosphere, he didn't even dare to snort, so he could only walk slowly in the Luohan Hall with small steps;< br>
When I encountered some Buddha statues with various mounts underneath, I stopped and looked at them carefully several times, changing angles and directions.
Finally,
The old monk Kong Yuan lowered his head and
looked at Zheng Fan;
Zheng Fan seemed to understand at this time and opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time.
Old monk Kongyuan has been completely different since he came back from the snowy field. The old monk before was so carefree that he often said "he had no choice but to do something because of the force of war."
But this is actually like detoxification, the toxins are all outside.
After a life and death, no, almost a death, it was as if he had been washed away by a waterfall. There was quite a sense of sight that had washed away all the trouble. He seemed like a different person from before.
Old monk Kong Yuan showed a compassionate smile on his face, and looked particularly pious under the candlelight of the Buddhist hall at the back where the longevity tablet of King Pingxi is enshrined.
After the two eyes met,
Old monk Kongyuan seemed to know what Prince Pingxi wanted to ask when he came here;
And Prince Pingxi,
It seems that he also knows what the old monk Kongyuan wants to answer.
The feeling is mysterious, but it is so real.
In this case,
Zheng Fan got up from his chair, turned around, and walked out.
I’ve had enough sitting, it’s time to go back.
He was a little lucky that he had made the decision to build this temple. It was nice to have a place to sit in peace and quiet.
Maybe middle-aged people have similar problems.
Home is a harbor, but sometimes you are eager to escape from it for a short time.
Pixiu sensed that his master wanted to leave, and took the initiative to end the competition with the Arhat's mount,
and came closer to Zheng Fan.
It has a hot temper and doesn't want to stay in this quiet environment that it dares not to break. It wants to go back to its own shack in the palace and beat as many as it wants on the thick haystacks that exude the sunshine. Get out.
The old monk Kongyuan asked at this time:
"Your Majesty, what if the world is still uncertain?"
Zheng Fan stopped walking out, but did not Looking back, he replied:
“That king is the dark horse.”
Dark horse?
Horse?
Pixiu felt insulted and looked at his master with a somewhat aggrieved look;
Am I not good enough? You actually miss the horses outside?
And don’t choose white,
Choose black!
Pixiu is a little nervous and a little uneasy;
Its brain is indeed psychic and can understand human speech, but it is not to the extent that it can understand a fighter.
At this time, Zheng Fan continued to walk out.
Old monk Kong Yuan put the broom he had been holding in his hand directly into the well. The well was not deep, and soon he heard the sound of water splashing;
The old monk asked again;
"Your Majesty, what if the world has been decided?"
Zheng Fan did not stop,
still did not turn around,
But he waved his hand casually,
Said:
"Then break it." (End of this chapter)