sunset fever

Qianzhi Pavilion explains the secret scheme in detail

Fuzuiya long thinking about love in the world

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Yan Xiu wore beige wide sleeves and combed his hair freely. He was standing next to Qianzhi, and he saw several men in official uniforms coming from the side road, some were old and some were young.

The moon is a silvery hook hanging from the clouds.

"But what else do you want to tell me?" Yan Xiu leaned over to Chen Bizhen's ear and asked him.

Chen Bichen was dressed more simply and elegantly today. He was wearing a cold blue narrow-sleeved single robe, which made him look more upright. His black hair was tied up, and there were a few strands on one side of his head, blowing on Yan Xiu's face.

Yan Xiu was tickled so much that he brushed his hair away, pretending to avoid him.

"Don't be cautious, don't be polite. When you meet someone you know well, you can pretend you haven't seen it. If you've never seen it, just look at it." A smile slipped from the corner of Chen Bizhen's mouth. It's not burdensome, he exhaled, and said slowly, "Also, the food should be good, eat more."

He seemed to be in control of everything that was inconvenient to reveal, Yan Xiu followed beside him, the two walked from the road in front of Qianzhi Pavilion to the stairs, and passed in front of two rows of guards.

They came to the hall on the first floor.

Seeing that there was no one around and the environment was noisy, Yan Xiu suddenly asked, "Will there be a fight?"

"How do you fight, who hits whom?"

"You said that the important ministers in the court and the Qianling generals are all there. After all, they were promoted and appointed by Chen Taoshao. Would they not hate you? To be on the safe side, it is naturally impossible for Chen Taoshao to tell them all the facts."

Yan Xiu was really worried, worried that the peaceful days would be interrupted by another storm, worried that Chen Bizhen's sudden appearance would arouse dissatisfaction from others, worried that all uncontrollable things would happen.

Chen Bizhen was at ease, and sighed, "Why do you hate me? There's no need to hate me."

"But a lot of people thought you were dead."

Yan Xiuyuan opened his eyes, there was natural light in them, he was apprehensive, he had to inhale and exhale again.

Long hair and blue silk, red silk and emerald jade, elegant and light clothes.

Yan Xiu couldn't ignore Chen Bizhen's slightly demented gaze, he turned his face slightly, and said to Chen Bizhen, "Don't look at me like that."

But Chen Bizhen couldn't help laughing, he seemed to be acting like a baby, his voice became soft and hearty, he pulled Yan Xiu's wide sleeves with both hands, and said, "Why can't you watch it? I've been watching it for so long."

Inside the Qianzhi Pavilion, the decoration is still the same, more restrained than other palace rooms, more elegant and lighter, with flickering candles, gauze curtains and drapes coexisting, wood carvings and colored lacquer decorations.

Someone came in, it was an adult Yan Xiu had met several times, but he couldn't remember the name, he had a gray beard all over his cheeks, looked at Chen Bizhen's face, and frowned.

Like surprise, like fear.

Chen Bizhen just chuckled and didn't say anything. His eyes didn't stay elsewhere for too long. He was looking at Yan Xiu most of the time. He grabbed Yan Xiu's wrist and said, "Go up, go up quickly."

Yan Xiu's back felt cold, but he didn't show any panic. When the two reached the top floor of the Qianzhi Pavilion, they sat down in the ventilated banquet hall. Yan Xiu's seat was remote, and Chen Bizhen's seat was even more remote.

Everything was lively and peaceful. Before Chen Taoshao arrived, some people were chatting loudly, and some people came in and out. The musicians played music, and the harmony filled the ears.

There was no one seated in front of Yan Xiu, and when he looked up again, he saw a man who was facing him and was also looking at him. The man was Ren Taohe, who used to be an officer in the barracks. Yan Xiu met him when he was a military doctor. Having talked, even though they were talking about official business, the two of them were considered to be familiar with each other.

Yan Xiu covered his face with his sleeves, and took a sip of the tea in the cup.

He knew that Ren Taohe showed an expression of astonishment and understanding. He guessed that the seats for today's banquet had their own reasons for their arrangement.

Chen Bizhen sat in the corner behind Ren Tao and the left, and when he saw Yan Xiu raised his head again, he stared at him in a daze. Suddenly, Chen Bizhen stuck out his tongue and winked, making a cute grimace.

Yan Xiu didn't take half a sip of tea, almost choking on tease.

Chen Bizhen puffed up his gills, exhaling like a goldfish.

Yan Xiu didn't dare to look at him again, but he still wanted to look, so he had to dodge, after all, he covered half of his face, suppressed his smile, and even his shoulders trembled.

At this time, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and I saw that two female servants came out with dragon lanterns, and then four servants came out, and then, the most capable servants around Chen Taoshao.

Chen Taoshao also came out.

All the etiquette was strict as usual, Yan Xiu knelt down with those officials, he noticed that Chen Taoshao's face was normal.

This is the most unusual.

On such occasions, it's just a matter of safety, if something major happens, it must be life-threatening, Yan Xiu doesn't know what Chen Bizhen and Chen Taoshao are planning, but is inexplicably flustered and vigilant.

After taking his seat, Chen Taoshao was wearing a round-neck gown made of white material and embroidered with gold, which was regarded as a comfortable and ordinary attire. He said: "The war in Qianling has spread repeatedly, and it is difficult to stop. Now Qianling has won a great victory, so we have a banquet here to celebrate with awards. , do not forget the achievements, but also pray and wish, to commemorate the warning, and pay homage to the soldiers and generals who have passed away."

Yan Xiu raised his wrist with the crowd, and together with them, poured the wine from the porcelain cup on the ground.

It was Yun Qing barley from Yaotai, smelling clear, Chen Bizhen sat there, and after the sacrifice, he poured himself a cup to drink.

I just heard the sound of slightly anxious footsteps outside, the servant came in and knelt down, and said: "Your Majesty, Yanqing did not invite King Guirong to come, but he insisted on coming in..."

The servant wanted to say something, but Chen Mixie behind him was already approaching. He had a thin black face, bright eyes, and a beard that was a little whiter than before. He didn't salute, and said in a low voice: "Today At the banquet, the royal family and important officials were all present, but only this king was not invited to come, and after careful inquiring, I found out that a nobleman has returned."

His sarcasm was on the surface, he became mad because of today's incident, and continued: "Your Majesty, you have to explain clearly to everyone here."

Chen Taoshao was probably not in a hurry, he still sat still, smiled lightly, and asked, "Explain what?"

"Explain why the late emperor Chen Bizhen is still alive, explain why he still appears in Chongcheng and stays in this building." Chen Mizhen gritted his teeth.

Everyone naturally wanted to marvel and comment, but the situation was unclear, so they couldn't speak or act, so it was quieter here.

Chen Taoshao stood up, and he moved out, stood on the edge of the low platform at his feet, with his hands behind his back, and said: "After he took the Zen position, I never said that I would arrest him. One must always be kind when he is alive." , Believe in merits and virtues, Chen Bizhen did not do any evil, and gave up his position to me, why can't he appear here?"

"You clearly released the news that he was dead." Chen Mixie said.

After Chen Taoshao heard it, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and then said, "King Gui Rong, I have never let go of such news. There are many folk rumors, do you all believe it?"

The music stopped long ago, those musicians and dancers all retreated unknowingly, there were not too many palace people left here, but the important officials and the emperor's relatives were all there.

As calm as Chen Taoshao was, so was Chen Biyi who got up from his seat.

Chen Bizhen was unrestrained and dignified, looked into Chen Mizhen's eyes, walked over unhurriedly, and stopped.

This time, the sudden commotion couldn't be stopped, and after a while, it was suppressed by the servant's cough again. Chen Bizhen's appearance changed. Not far from the side, standing.

Chen Taoshao continued: "Since King Guirong has so many questions, my questions also need to be answered. On the day when the altar was caught on fire, the body of the person who set the fire was found. After investigation, it was found that he used to be a member of the yamen of the outer government. Catch fast, and then under the guidance of my uncle, I got an opportunity to go to Beijing. This opportunity is to send people to manage the store in Detianlou, and get a lot of money every month. And this uncle is your subordinate, King Guirong. At that time, there were many rebellions in Yaotai, and there was a backlog of public anger, but when the fire broke out, many Yaotai people went to the altar, claiming to be laborers from Xingong."

"It has nothing to do with this king—"

"You know whether it has anything to do with you," Chen Taoshao was not angry, he took the warm tea from the waiter, drank half a cup, and continued, "Besides, Yaotai, the abuse of labor is true, but Wen Moqing's family The influence of writing poems and articles is not extensive, and some folks use Wen Moqing to stir up public anger, in order to achieve not pure goals, and Wen Moqing's death is not a simple suicide."

Chen Mixiong's eyes opened even harder, he took a deep breath, and said coldly: "If there is no public outrage, who can stir up public outrage?"

"I didn't say that there is no public outrage. I heard that in Moqing's poetry club, there is a man named Tan Songting who has stayed in Yaotai for a long time. He also has a house in the mountain forest. From the firewood pile in the kitchen in the house, The handwriting of Tan Songting who had not used up the fire was found, and the handwriting on it seemed to be Wen Moqing but not Wen Moqing. Presumably the famous posthumous letter left by Wen Moqing when he died was also written by Tan Songting. "

Chen Mizhen took a deep breath, he stood there, staring at Chen Taoshao, his eyes were dark red, then turned his head, looking at the side of Chen Bizhen's face.

Chen Bizhen took Chen Taoshao's words, his words were brisk, he looked at Chen Mizhen, and said: "King Guirong, some people want the public's anger, I'm afraid it's a fig leaf for themselves, the monarch is afraid of the public's anger, and some people, But he likes public anger, what I said is not wrong, right?"

Chen Mixie held his breath, and then said: "Anyone can talk nonsense, make up stories, and impose cause and effect on what they see. I never expected that you would harm me like this."

"We didn't harm you, and we didn't impose karma. Wen Moqing's last letter is already on his way back to Yangjing, and Tan Songting and the others have been waiting downstairs for a long time. When the letter is there and the person is here, what will happen?" It's all clear," Chen Bizhen said, turning around, and looking at Chen Mizhen, he said, "Xin used Wen Moqing's mouth to blame me for the crime, I still remember it was written like this," Yu Yu said The matter of persecuting laborers in the construction of the palace, avenging justice for the poor, was secretly investigated by the current sage, and he took my life lightly if he wanted to cover my mouth. If the letter did not come from Wen Moqing's hand, then Wen Moqing's death will have to be investigated."

Chen Butian looked at Chen Mizhen with a half-smile, but Yan Xiu fell into lasting surprise. After hearing this, he was already shocked and began to regret.Yan Xiu also fell into the trap at that time, abandoning his trust in Chen Bizhen, thinking that he had forced Wen Moqing to death, so Yan Xiu recalled the tragedy of his childhood, and even hid the knife on his body several times, preparing to kill Chen Bizhen .

Yan Xiu, who was at the banquet, looked at Chen Bizhen, not caring about drinking, guessing, or talking.

There were tears in Yan Xiu's eyes, and many scenes began to circle in his mind. Chen Bichen experienced the poisonous snake on the stone mountain, and the assassin from the sky. He could wrong himself for the overall situation, and he would gallop to kill the enemy on the battlefield. Suffering from Yan You's almost fatal sword...

but.

Chen Bizhen is not decadent, worldly, or vicissitudes. He is handsome, lively, tall and broad-backed, but still a little naive and likes to joke.Sincere, yet astute.

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