After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

The well-known restaurants and restaurants in the capital are like bamboo forests after the rain. There are many and densely opened in the downtown area, and each one is wearing an eye-catching guise.

Han Mo first chose the one with the highest profile, and when he entered the door, he asked for a table of cold and hot dishes.

Regarding the matter of eating, Han Mochu, the master, has always been a little too generous to this servant Baili.

Often Han Mochu would not eat ten mouthfuls of a table of food, and the rest would be poured into the stomach of the servant Baili like the Yellow River flowing into the sea.

In the eyes of outsiders, Han Mochu is an excellent master.

Little did he know that this little brother Baili could only speak when he was eating.

After this meal, the servant Baili was so full that his stomach was bubbling, he wiped his glistening mouth, and secretly vowed in his heart that one day he would eat all the restaurants on this street.

After drinking and eating, Han Mochu handed another piece of paper with the location of the terrain to the servant Baili.

The pony carriage wobbled around for about an hour, and finally stopped in front of a big house.

The gate of the mansion is very high, making the people under the stairs look a bit small.

On the top of the lintel, there are four exquisitely carved door handles. There are seven to seven 49 door nails neatly arranged on the closed red lacquer gate. Two huge white marble unicorns stand in front of the gate courtyard.

On the plaque hanging above the door, there are four gold-plated characters engraved: Zhongqin Zaifu.

The auxiliary homonym is Fu, which is a pun.

The boy was illiterate, so he could only hold up the door face drawn on the paper and compare it repeatedly for a long time, feeling right and wrong.

Because the house is really too big, and Bianjing is prosperous, he drove to see a lot of majestic green brick mansions, but none of them can catch up with this one.

Although his master is rich in money and decent in clothes, he is probably not rich enough to marry such a family in the capital.

Uncertain, Baili had no choice but to turn around and ask Han Mochu in the car, "My lord, is this here?"

Han Mochu opened the window next to the car to take a look, and replied, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he raised the curtain and got out of the small gray-roofed carriage.

Standing in front of this majestic mansion, Han Mochu seemed like a lifetime away.

In a blink of an eye, it has been 16 years.

At that time, it was just a small servant's mansion.

After more than ten years of expansion and repairs, the shabby and dilapidated place in the past has long been gone, and it has become a majestic pavilion, towering and majestic.

The plaque on the door lintel is also inscribed by the imperial pen. Just looking at this point, one can know that the people living in this house are all benevolent emperors.

Standing under the gate of this huge mansion, Han Mochu heard the neighing of war horses, trampling of refugees, women's screams, and children's cries. The sword soldiers dancing all over the sky, and the big red cloak fluttering in the wind.

Over the years, Han Mochu has repeated this scene countless times in his dreams, and each time it can make his hair stand on end and break out in a cold sweat.

"My lord, are you sure you are looking for this place?" The servant Baili would always wake up Han Mochu in time when he fell into deep thought.

"Yes." Han Mochu responded lightly, and calmly took out a mottled white jade plaque from his large sleeve robe and handed it to the servant Baili: "Go and knock the door, if someone answers, you will knock the door." Give this to him to see."

The boy Baili went forward as he said, and after waiting for a while, a boy who answered the door poked his head out of the small corner door on one side and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Baili dragged the jade pendant and walked up to the boy carefully, and handed over the jade token.

The young man picked up the jade card and took a look, only to see that the jade card was carved on both sides, one side was engraved with a boy holding a koi carp, and the other side was engraved with a handsome Korean character in the middle of the engraved side.Next to the Korean characters are engraved: the 18th year of Yongping, the third day of March, and the third quarter of Haishi. These three columns of small characters.The tassels under the jade plaque are slightly rotten, and it looks like an old thing from 20 years ago, not worth any silver taels.

The waiter who was used to seeing gold, silver and jewelry rolled his eyes and threw the jade token back into Baili's hand, and said a few words stiffly: "I said country bumpkin, don't you ask where this is? So Just want to knock on the door of the prime minister's mansion with a broken sign? Hurry up and get out!"

After finishing speaking, he retracted his head, and then closed the corner door with a snap.

The boy Baili got his nose dirty, and returned to his young master holding the jade token: "Young master, you probably went to the wrong place. They don't know us, why don't we go to another place and ask?"

Han Mochu reached out to take back the jade plaque from the servant Baili, put the jade plaque back in its original place, took another deep look at the closed red lacquer gate, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "No, go to the city gate."

The servant Baili sat on the cart again, and pulled Han Mochu back the same way in the gray-covered pony cart, and finally stopped at the most prosperous place in front of the city gate.

The servant Baili stopped the carriage, raised the curtain and asked, "My lord, we are here, do you want to come down for a walk?"

Han Mochu got up and got out of the pony carriage, and after adjusting his clothes, he went straight to the place where the imperial list was hanging high not far away.

Passing through the hurrying crowd, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Han Mochu tore off the yellow silk hanging high on the city wall, and dragged his hands in front of his chest.

The bulletin has been hanging for more than a month, and it has long been integrated with the street scene.

People in the city have long passed the initial novelty, and they no longer use this matter as a topic of conversation even after dinner.

However, at this very moment, someone finally revealed the announcement, and the eyes of passers-by instantly focused on Han Mochu.

I saw a dignified young man standing with his hands dragging the imperial silk, wearing a light blue long-sleeved robe with elegant sleeves.Even if this person is in a busy city, he can still give people a sense of loneliness and independence.

The crowd attracted officers and soldiers defending the city, and the leader was Lao Du who had questioned the driver earlier.

Passing through the crowded crowd, Lao Du led several officers and soldiers to surround Han Mochu in the middle. The soldiers were in charge of dispersing the crowd, and Lao Du was in charge of questioning.

"Young master, do you know what you are revealing?"

Lao Du hugged his shoulders and looked sideways at Han Mochu.Although the surprise of the first meeting was gone, Han Mochu's demeanor still taught people not to make mistakes easily.

"know."

"Then do you know that it is a felony to reveal the imperial list?"

"know."

"Then why did you reveal the list? Aren't you afraid of being imprisoned?" Lao Du stood up with his hips akimbo, trying to overwhelm Han Mochu with his military might.

Han Mochu stared at Old Du with a cold look, and said with a warm smile, "Naturally, he prides himself on his talent, and he can share His Majesty's worries."

Old Du's heart tightened at that glance, and that inexplicable chill surged in his chest again: "Then...if that's the case, let's take a trip to Jingzhaoyin Mansion with XX."

Han Mochu readily accepted, followed in Lao Du's footsteps, and was dragged to the gate of Jingzhao Yin's mansion with his servant Baili and the small gray carriage.

Han Mochu walked ahead with the imperial list in his arms, surrounded by heavily armed soldiers, there was really no one to talk to, so he could only hold the carriage and talk to himself: "What's the matter, looking for relatives?" If it doesn’t work, you won’t be looking for death? Isn’t this family looking for another family? This time it’s good, see the official.”

The little servant babbled all the way, and didn't stop when he arrived at the gate of Jingzhao Yin's mansion. In the end, he was tied up by two soldiers and locked up in the classroom.

Han Mochu was led by Lao Du all the way, through several winding corridors, to the flower hall of the government office.

Han Mochu is not a criminal, but a person who reveals the list. According to the system of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he must be treated with courtesy.

Han Mochu sat in front of the small table in the flower hall, and when he was seated, a servant from the inner house brought a cup of tea to the table, he was very polite and thoughtful inside and out.The fragrance of tea entered his nostrils faintly, if Han Mochu was not holding the imperial list with both hands at this time, he really wanted to taste the tea soup in this teacup.

After about a stick of incense, there was a sound of footsteps in the inner room, Han Mo got up and waited when he first heard the sound, and after a while, a middle-aged man in a crimson gauze robe, a jade belt around his waist, and soap boots turned out from behind the screen. young man.

Judging by his attire, he should be the Governor of Jingzhao.

Holding the imperial list in his hand, Han Mochu bowed deeply to the man: "The grassroots Han Mochu, I have met the governor."

"Han Mochu?" Hearing the name, Fu Yin's eyes lit up instantly, and he walked up to Han Mochu and turned around three times: "So you are Mr. Yi Wei's disciple? You really have the appearance of a fairy like the rumors. "

It turned out that the governor's surname was Jiang Mingli, and he was obsessed with Mr. Yi Wei's talent before he became an official. He did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy a portrait of Mr. Yi Wei, and he has been looking at it almost every day for decades.At the same time, he pays attention to everything about Mr. Yi Wei, so even though he is in Bianjing, he knows that Han Mochu is a well-known Mr. Yi'an who has been taught by Mr. Yi Ji's precepts and deeds.

"My lord's praise." Han Mochu nodded in return.

"Mr. Han's words are too modest." Jiang Li couldn't help but said, and grabbed Han Mochu's wrist, as affectionate as a close brother: "How is Mr. Yi? How is your health recently? My lord, I don't know. It is a pity that I have worshiped Mr.'s portrait every day since I was young, but now I can't see it with my own eyes."

Mr. Fu Yin looked at Lao Du dumbfounded by his somewhat useless attitude. As a soldier who only knew his own name and salary, it was difficult for him to understand the intimacy between literati.

"Mr. is in good spirits and in good health. Please rest assured, sir." Han Mochu replied softly.

Han Mochu's answer finally made Jiang Li realize that something was wrong, he let go of Han Mochu's wrist and retreated three steps, and then put on the airs that an official should have: "Du Feng, you step back and receive the reward. I have something to say."

Old Du Xi replied yes, and hurriedly retreated out.

Lao Du left, only Han Mochu and Jiang Li were left in the flower hall.Jiang Li took the imperial list dragged by Han Mochu's hands, and placed it on the small table in the flower hall. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he asked, "I heard that you and your husband have been living in seclusion in Baiming Mountain. Why did you come to Beijing?" Reveal the imperial list?"

Han Mochu's hands were finally freed, and Han Mochu also had the opportunity to take a sip of the scented tea at hand after his hands were freed. The half-warm tea soup and tea fragrance linger for a long time, which is a rare Mingqian Longjing.

"I was born in a lonely and poor family since I was a child, and was brought up by Mr. Ma. A few months ago, my husband told me where I was born. I want to go to Beijing to find relatives. If I don't want to find relatives, I will be exhausted. I happened to see the imperial list in Beijing Gao Xuan, that's why he revealed the list, and wants to enter the palace to make a bright future." Han Mochu's answer was absolutely watertight, [-]% true and [-]% false, showing his purpose of entering Beijing to be extremely simple.

"So that's how it is!" Jiang Li, who was sitting beside him, sighed regretfully: "Your brother has really worked hard this time, the world is impermanent."

In just a quarter of an hour, Jiang Li had already changed the name of Han Mochu from Mr. Han to an extremely close brother.

"That's right, Mr. Yuan originally thought that I could use the help of relatives to get ahead, but I don't want to use the help of adults now." Han Mochu said with a warm smile.

"My virtuous brother, why did you say that? With my virtuous brother's talent, how can I spare my efforts? Since you have revealed the imperial list, then the matter of entering the palace is the responsibility of me, the governor of Jingzhao, so you can just rest assured."

Han Mochu's side had finished drinking tea in the flower hall, and was invited into the inner room for a banquet not long after.

There was only one servant Baili who was tied up, curled up on the brick floor of the classroom in despair.