Huan Rong

The third year of Taihe in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, February

Last year, it was cold, and there were many flying birds in the north, and there were salt trucks in the market, and it was raining heavily in the south, almost causing floods.

Rain and snow caused disasters, especially in Jingxiang and other places.

Whether it is the tribe of the Di people or the Wubao of the Han people, they all lack food and clothing.In less than two months, more than a hundred people died of starvation.Some refugees took the opportunity to rob the official warehouse, which almost caused disaster.

Due to the instability in Xiangyang and other places, the former Qin emperor Fu Jian had to postpone the plan, went on strike with the Eastern Jin Dynasty and Qianyan, and dispatched officials to relieve the disaster as soon as possible.

The former Yan Junchen failed to seize the right time to stabilize the political situation with thunderous means, but intensified the internal struggle for power.As a result, inside and outside the palace and among the officials, there was a miasma of chaos, which laid hidden dangers for the future.

The Eastern Jin Dynasty leaned south of An'an, and after two Northern Expeditions in the 12th and [-]th years of Yonghe, the border was temporarily stable.Although the court struggled non-stop, and the powerful officials headed by Huan Wen were not willing to give in to the high-ranking nobles such as Wang and Xie, the people had a rare good year.

In Jiankang City, before dawn, people's voices could be heard on both sides of the Qinhuai River.

Several men wearing small crowns and short gowns with narrow sleeves hurried up to the pier, waiting for the merchant ships coming from the canal.

On both sides of the river bank, there are workshops and shops lined up. Some store clerks have opened the door panels, ignoring the cold morning wind, stamping their feet and rubbing their hands while cleaning the front of the door.When encountering a pothole with stagnant water, it is impossible to clean it, so I can only frown.

A restaurant is next to a food shop, and the guys are familiar with each other, keep their hands on the go, never forget to gossip, and exchange the news they have got.

"I heard that the young master Huan Da Sima's family is making a joke again."

"Really?"

"Can it still be fake? I saw it with my own eyes!" The guy who was talking stopped, supported the broom with one hand, looked into the store, and made sure that the shopkeeper didn't pay attention. He squeezed his eyes and said, "It was just yesterday. The little lady of the Yin family was thrown on her back by Mr. Yu's whip, and she fell into the mud."

"Hiss—" the obedient guy's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, "Is it true that the whip was whipped, and the Huan family will not be afraid to pursue it? Isn't there a rumor a few days ago that the Huan family is going to marry the Yin family?"

"We don't know about those high-ranking matters." The clerk at the food shop curled his lips, seeing the shopkeeper come out, he immediately got busy and stopped chatting.

The son of the Huan family they were talking about was Huan Yi, the fourth son of Huan Wen, the great Sima of the dynasty.Because of his blunt nature, he was not good at reading, he didn't know martial arts, and he didn't even know beans and wheat, so he was never liked by Huan Wen.

Brothers and sisters rarely get close to him.What's more, like Huan Ji, he will bully this brother together with others.

This time, the Huan family wanted to marry the Yin family, and it was rumored that it was Huan Yi.When the young ladies of the Yin family heard this, their faces turned ashen.There is even a saying, "Marrying such a dull person is better than entering a temple and becoming a bhikkhuni!"

Yesterday when Huan Yi was going out, for some reason, the ox cart collided with Yu's carriage, immediately angering the other party.Without any explanation, he raised his forehead whip and pulled Huan Yi off the cart.

For Huan Yi alone, this matter is not considered serious.

Coincidentally, Princess Nankang's parent and son, Huan Rong, who had just returned from Jingzhou, were also in the car.

When Huan Yi rolled down, Huan Rong rolled down too.

Huan Yi was nearly a weak crown, although he was covered in mud and lost his face, he was fine after all.Huan Rong bumped into the car, injured the back of his head, and fell unconscious immediately.

Due to Huan Rong's poor health, he seldom showed up since he was a child. The gentleman and young lady who were present did not know the seriousness of the matter.

It wasn't until Huan's servant's face changed drastically and he shouted repeatedly, and Huan Yi, who had always been dull, turned pale and stern, did he realize that he might have caused a catastrophe this time.

On the same day, Huan Rong was carried back to the mansion, and Princess Nankang was furious.

The baby bump at the age of 30, even Da Sima Huan dared not touch his finger, was injured by someone? !

"Go and tell Yu Xi, my son may as well wake up, otherwise, one counts as one, and I will make his sons pay for their lives together!"

"Empress? The emperor wants to call me aunt!"

"What is Yu Daolian!"

Princess Nankang has a strong temperament, once her temper comes up, Sima Huan will hide.

Huan Rong is her only parent and child, and he sees it like eyeballs.Having suffered such a disaster this time, he really has the intention to kill.

"Immediately send someone to the camp outside the city and tell that old slave that I will investigate this matter to the end! And the daughter of the Yin family, who wants to become a bhikkhuni? Good! I will send them a ride!"

Princess Nankang was furious. With these words, the daughter of the Yin family will no longer have a good marriage, and the Yin family will also suffer a big fall.

The servants left the mansion in a hurry and went to the corridor, all sweating profusely.

Huan Yi admitted that he had made a big mistake, and stayed by Huan Rong's bed after returning home.His body was covered in mud and water, his eyes were red from crying.Princess Nankang couldn't take it out on him even if she was angry.

"Okay!" Princess Nankang was so troubled by crying, she sat on the side of the couch, frowning at Huan Yi, "I know you can't blame this, you go back and ask Ateng to change your robe for you."

"promise."

Huan Yi hiccupped and nodded, his simple and honest face became more and more stupid.

"Go."

Princess Nankang frowned, she couldn't get angry, she waved her hand, and asked her servant to take Huan Yi out.When the room was quiet, he turned to look at Huan Rong, his eyes were reddened.

"My son, mother will definitely vent her anger for you!"

Princess Nankang stretched out her hand and lightly brushed her son's cheek, thinking of the old servant's secret report, she clenched her silver teeth.

"Mai."

"Slave is here." A servant bowed to obey the order.

"The few who went out with Lang Jun today are all locked up. Before Lang Jun wakes up, he is not allowed to take a step out of the door."

"promise."

The maidservant exited the door, and Princess Nankang sat in front of the couch, looking at her son's pale face, with a ruthless look in her eyes.

Do you really think she is stupid?

Sitting in the car well, how could it roll off?

Shiro will not lie, let alone take people out of the car at an arm's length away!It was obvious that Xiao Lang was slapped by someone, and his head was smashed!

No matter who is behind it, she must track it down to the end!

As for the Yu family and the Yin family, don't even try to escape!

Huan Rong remained in a coma, unable to take any decoction or medicine.The doctor guarded the room, frowning, and wanted to speak for a while, but seeing Princess Nankang's ugly face, he didn't dare to speak out.

Huan Yi had a heart, changed his clothes as ordered, refused to eat, and stayed in front of Huan Rong's bed again.

When lighting the lamp, Huan Rong woke up for a short time, but he couldn't recognize anyone, so he gritted his teeth and refused to take the medicine.

The doctors exchanged glances with each other, and one of them said anxiously: "Young Master's injury is in the back of the head, I'm afraid it will be bad..."

In the middle of the conversation, Princess Nankang was furious and was dragged down.The rest of the people sweated coldly and tried their best to deliver half a bowl of medicine.During this period, he didn't dare to relax, lest something unexpected happen to the young master, and he would lose his life.

As dawn approached, Huan Rong woke up again.

The doctors took turns to check the pulse, and then served the decoction. Seeing Huan Rong drink it with his own eyes, he dared to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead.

But one night, it was like walking between life and death.

Huan Rong took the medicine and leaned on the couch, his face was as white as transparent.

The facial features are exquisite, elegant and picturesque.It's just that his expression is tired, and two strands fall on his cheeks, making him look extremely weak.

"Is it better?"

Holding her son's hand, Princess Nankang's eyes were bloodshot, and she was not worried at all.

The doctor stepped forward and asked cautiously, "Mr. Do you feel dizzy? Do you want to vomit?"

Huan Rong shook his head.

"Does the wound still hurt badly?"

Huan Rong continued to shake his head.

The doctor asked a few more questions, Huan Rong either nodded or shook his head, but remained silent.

Seeing this, Princess Nankang had to have doubts.

"What's wrong with my son, why doesn't he make a sound?"

"Son... I feel a little unwell."

Huan Rong finally spoke, with a slightly jerky tone, not Luoyang Mandarin, but authentic Wu dialect.It doesn't seem strange to contact him to study in Kuaiji County with his uncle all the year round.

Princess Nankang eased her expression, but immediately became tense again.

"Uncomfortable? Where is the discomfort? Healer!"

After another fuss, Huan Rong poured down the whole bowl of decoction, his facial features wrinkled due to the bitterness, he still did not forget to persuade Princess Nankang to rest.

"Mother, the child is fine."

Princess Nankang was still worried, asked the doctor several times, got the guarantee from the doctor, and worried about finding out about Huan Rong's assassination, then she got up and left.

"If something happens, send someone to report it immediately."

"promise."

The servants did not dare to be careless, a boy guarded in front of the couch, several people guarded the outer room, and several healthy servants stood in front of the door.The doctor was not allowed to leave directly, and stayed in the side room to rest.

"Trouble."

The healthy servants were all from the Nanfu army, and they had followed Huanwen in the Northern Expedition, and they were full of evil spirits, so how dare the doctors say "no".

Everything was arranged, and it was daylight.

The boy lit the spices to dispel the smell of medicine in the room.

Huan Rong lay reclined on the couch, pinched the center of his eyebrows, then spread out his palms, looked at the back of his hands, and wrinkled the word Sichuan between his brows.

Is this a man's hand?

Taking advantage of the boy's inattention, he carefully lifted the brocade quilt, made sure that there were no missing parts, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The world is full of strange things, and I never expected that I would encounter them.

He didn't encounter any natural or man-made disasters. He just worked overtime continuously and slept a little later. He didn't even expect that when he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a different place—or a different time and space?

At first I thought it was a dream, and I forced myself to sleep, and when I woke up, I would be back to normal.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes again, the scene remained unchanged.

A wooden couch with a high screen, incense tripods and jade bottles, and beside the table are not wooden stools, but blue futons.

The ancient man in the long gown with the right lapel, the graceful lady guarding the couch...

Huan Rong closed his eyes, his headache was splitting, and another memory appeared in his mind.

In the third year of Taihe, the emperor's surname was Sima.

If you are not familiar with history, you may not know which emperor's year Taihe is.But since the Qin and Han Dynasties, only the two Jins had the emperor's surname restored to Sima.

The Western Jin Dynasty was extravagant, while the Eastern Jin Dynasty was peaceful.

The five chaos in China, the Han people suffered a catastrophe.

Thinking of this period of history, Huan Rong frowned even tighter.

It is unknown whether it is the Western Jin Dynasty or the Eastern Jin Dynasty?

In a daze, I heard someone mention Sima Huan, His Highness the Princess.Combining the memories in my mind, several great scholars in Kuaiji County flashed before my eyes.

A thought flashed by, Huan Rong opened his eyes, and stared blankly at the top of the tent.

isn't it?

It's not what he thinks, is it?

"Where is your discomfort, Mr. Lang?"

Seeing Huan Rong's complexion was not right, the boy immediately stepped forward to ask.

"I ask you, where is my father now?"

The little boy felt strange, but replied honestly: "Lang Jun has just returned from Kuaiji, I'm afraid I don't know yet, the master of the lord has submitted a list of recitations for Shang Shu, led the Yangzhou pastor from afar, moved the town to Gushu, and is now stationed in Zheqi."

Gu who, Zheqi?

"Does my father join the army named Xi Chao?"

"Return to my lord, indeed."

After being dazed for two seconds, Huan Rong fell back on the couch.

He didn't know the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but he was familiar with the allusion of "The Guest Who Entered the Curtain".Coupled with the memory in the brain, it is impossible to deny it.

His father was none other than Huan Wen, a powerful official in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.That three Northern Expeditions, one abolition of the emperor, confrontation with Murong Chui and Fu Jian, arm wrestling with Xie An and Wang Tanzhi, ready to rebel at any time, never succeeded!

"Lang Jun?"

"fine."

Huan Rong closed his eyes and slowly began to recall.

According to limited knowledge, after Huan Wen's death, the sons did not seem to have a good end.Even if Huanxuan succeeded in rebelling and fulfilling his father's great cause, in the end, someone else slashed at him and took away the fruit.

Fate really played a big joke with him.

Close your eyes and open your eyes, time travels.

The era of the five chaos, the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

As a powerful official in the court, my father has made countless enemies, and all he has to do is engrave four words on his forehead: I want to rebel.

Is there anything worse than this?

People often say that when God closes your door, at least he will leave a window.When he came to him, not only the door was closed, the windows were locked, but even the chimney was blocked!

With a wry smile, Huan Rong suddenly had an idea, should he find a place to hit it, maybe he can wear it again?