Dream Hua Embers Records

This person is none other than Zhao Suzong Kang Yan.

Since the city was broken, he seems to have been like this all the time, not angry, not angry, not sad, not hurt, it seems that this half of the country is like a worn-out veil, if it is accidentally lost in the torrential water under the bridge, there is no need to go. picked up.It seems that honor and disgrace are just like the changing day and night, they are both gifts from heaven, and they can be accepted calmly, there is no need, and it is not worth showing a little turmoil on the face.But the more and more Huafa secretly leaked his inner anxiety, like a turbulent undercurrent under the frozen river.

Yan Qihao took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and boredom in his heart, stared at Kang Yan, but did not speak, just waiting for him to speak again.

After a long silence, Kang Yan suddenly showed a faint smile: "Those calligraphy and paintings are masterpieces of predecessors, the country's most important treasures, they do not belong to me, but to future generations, if I destroy them, they will be eternal. Sinners, I hope you can treat them with respect and kindness. But this is not your kiln. It was created by me alone. The glaze color, shape, and firing...all of them are not because I have personally checked and carefully selected them. It will be destroyed on the spot, and it will not be allowed to see the sun of the second day..."

Yan Qihao listened quietly, without saying a word.

Kang Yan's voice was faint, echoing in the spacious palace, the curling green smoke seemed to gather and disperse indefinitely with his voice, like wide sleeves dancing to the music.

"Thousands of future generations may have thousands of emperors buried in history. People in future generations may not know my name, but they will definitely know this porcelain. This is what I left for future generations, but I also have the right to destroy it. People in future generations will know It is enough to have an incompetent emperor, such a beautiful color should not be associated with this stigma... There are porcelains from other kilns, but this Ru kiln, I would rather destroy it with my own hands than leave a piece of it in the world ..." At the end, Kang Yan's voice gradually lowered, like a murmur.

After Kang Yan finished speaking, he moved slowly, stepping on the pure and moist broken jade, stepping on the colors as beautiful as a sunny day: sky blue, pink green, emerald green, egg white, pink green, bean green, shrimp green, Light green, sky blue, bean green, green, moon white... stepping on those broken glazes that are as broken as a wound: pear skin, crab claw, fish roe, sesame... slowly walk out of the gate and walk into the hazy gray sky and snow field went.When passing by Yan Qihao, he didn't even look at him.

Yan Qihao just felt bored in his heart, like a polo game, he lost before he even swung his club, but his opponent broke his club and slaughtered his horse, if he didn't enter the field again, he would never have a chance to win back.

Yan Qihao pointed at the small yellow doors and said sharply: "Shut these people here and let them mend them one by one. When the mends are finished, when will they be released? If they can't be mended, they will never come out." !” After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, turned around and strode out of the gate.

Outside the door, the figure in blue Taoist costume walked away at a leisurely pace, covered by the light morning mist and sleet snow, like a willow-leaf vase from a Ru kiln.Embedded in the background of the Jiuzhong Palace, it is as beautiful as a picture.

Unable to vent his anger, Yan Qihao pulled out his horsewhip and slammed it fiercely on the jade pillar in front of the door. Suddenly, a thought came to him.Yan Qihao summoned a personal attendant, asked him to listen to him, and gave him some detailed instructions.

The follower got the order, took a small group of people, and hurried away.

Only then did Yan Qihao soften his expression, and a sneer curled up on his lips.

In the past few days, Yan Yin was still awkward and refused to take the medicine, and refused to talk too much, she just lay on the bed and played Hua Rong Dao or Nine Links every day.

Agu was still very worried about Yan Yin's injury at first, but when he saw that Yan Yin was not in pain or had a fever, he gradually felt relieved.

On this day, Agu suddenly came over with a bowl of soup.

"what is this?"

"In Chongwang's camp, a genius doctor Dai came. His medical skills are simply superb. Many brothers in the camp are suffering from trauma, so he prepared this decoction, only eight herbs, and the price is cheap, but the effect is extremely good. Well, after drinking it, the wound will not hurt, and the whole body is still warm. King Chong uses a big pot to boil it every day, and the wounded brother goes to drink it every day. Since you are not willing to take medicine, drink some of this It's also good, then the genius doctor Dai said that this medicine can be taken as long as it is traumatic, and there is no need to check the pulse alone."

"Did your father ask you to send it here?"

Agu was startled, and then he replied casually, "Ah... yes."

"Father is out of the city?" Yan Yin grabbed Agu's hand, a little anxiously.

"Well...not really, I just asked someone to bring a message." Agu hesitated.

"What did the father say?"

"Just let me take good care of you..."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Yan Yin's face, she obediently took the medicine bowl, frowned, and gulped down the thick brown medicine juice.

"Want candy?" Agu opened his hand, holding a few candies of lions.

"No." Yan Yin shook her head, remembering that big bag of sugar that she bought with Puhan and carried it with Puhan. Now, it should have been turned into ashes along with his body...

"I'll eat it if you don't want it! These few pieces of candy were obtained from King Chong in your name!" Agu picked up a piece of candy and threw it into his mouth without waiting for Yan Yin's answer.

"From now on, I will never eat candy again." Yan Yin said lightly.When I see candy, I think of Puhan, and I feel something stuck in my chest, which I can't swallow or spit out.

On impulse, Yan Qihao took Zhao Suzong Kang Yan out of the city.After calming down, I felt a little guilty. It was easier to capture a tiger than to let it go. How should I deal with the aftermath of this matter?Standing in Chongwang's big tent at this moment, he felt a little embarrassed, as if he had returned to the boy who went to the battlefield for the first time, and he was also anxiously waiting for his uncle's lesson.

When the door curtain was raised, Chongwang Yan Luhu walked in with a thin suit of snow.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Yan Qihao quickly knelt down on one knee and went up to greet him.

"It's done." Yan Luhu raised his hand and handed Yan Qihao a letter.

Yan Qihao unfolded it and saw that it was Zhao Suzong Kangyan's handwritten letter, sealed with a seal, and the content was to persuade the guards of Hebei and Hebei to hand over the city. Hebei, Hedong, and Yongtu have a good relationship. Dayuan's heavy troops will not go to the city, but they will wait for the delivery and appeasement, and then converge. Now I heard that a certain guard in a certain state has not surrendered. Gai said that King Qin is protecting the country and does not want to belong to the boundary. But Dayuan is still On the city, if you stick to it more and don't do anything else, your loyalty and diligence will be a disaster for the clan. Travelers, Yuan Xu let go, then everyone will get their own place. Think again, the capital cannot be guaranteed. If you do not follow the previous path, not only the clan will not benefit, but you will also be unprotected. I am not obsessed. Therefore, this is an imperial edict. Want to know."

After Yan Qihao saw it, he was a little stunned. He couldn't figure out why Kang Yan cooperated like this, was it because he was scared out of his wits after being taken captive to the camp?Or in his mind, those prefectures and counties in the east of Hebei Province are far less important than a piece of porcelain?

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