Ascension

Yan Siyu covered her face with her hands, and yawned quietly: "This day is really boring. The Tai Tuo finally got to where he is now, but he just stopped there, no matter how much I tempt him, he refuses to go any further."

Tai Tu's greed for fame is better than his greed for power, and he pays attention to reputation in his actions, and he will never do things that give power to the world.Now he, Changpei Palace, and the emperor are three pillars, and he is already satisfied. When his children and grandchildren grow up to be able to be independent, he can resign from office and return to his hometown to enjoy his old age.Yan Siyu tried several times, even took out the real Queer and gave it to his nephew, but was rejected.

He is used to the days of fighting openly and secretly, and at this time, all parties in the dynasty are fighting against foreign enemies, and Yan Siyu actually misses those political enemies who often annoy him.

Dong Yan thought for a while, and said: "Your Highness, the Lingbei prefect said a few days ago that he wanted to invite you to watch a small opera, but you didn't go, and he kept the opera troupe until now. It's really good, why don't you go and see it?" look?"

Yan Siyu was also really poor and bored, so she responded casually, and said lazily: "What kind of drama are you watching? It's not about people."

When Dong Yan heard his answer, he couldn't help showing joy on his face, but fortunately Yan Siyu was sleepy, his eyelids were drooping and he was fiddling with his fingers, so he didn't see it.He walked briskly and personally sent someone to the Lingbei prefect's mansion in Beijing, and called the theater troupe.

The theater troupe came very quickly, Yan Siyu counted to the sixth time with five fingers, and then heard Qin Cai coming to report that Lingbei prefect Yu Guo had arrived.

He smiled coldly, coming too fast, there must be something planned.

This capital city really can't be idle.

Although he hasn't seen anyone coming yet, his intuition from years of working in the government and the opposition has already told him that this will be a good show.

Anyone who has been living in the vortex of power every day since birth will always have something different from ordinary people's harvest after decades, let alone Yan Siyu who is already careful.

He has long forgotten when he started to enjoy this feeling of fighting with others. As he grasped more and more, the people around him gradually drifted away one by one. The peaceful life would only make him bored, or in other words, lonely.

In life, there should be a confidant, a strong enemy, and a good wife.

Once Wen Wen was a confidant, they had a similar peace and prosperity in their hearts, but the paths they took were completely opposite.

His father used to be a strong enemy, he did not hesitate to hit him when he was arrogant, and there were others who needed to surpass him when he was proud.

And his wife... Yan Siyu didn't, he was too proud, no woman in this world was worthy of being his wife.

But he still has this unpredictable situation, and this pair of turbulent hands.

When the emperor was angry, lay down millions of corpses and bleed for thousands of miles, that's what he wanted.

After all, Yan Siyu is a man, not a woman who regards her husband as the sky. The sky he saw when he looked up was very close, as if he could touch it with his hand.He has stretched out this hand for many years. He has been tired and hurt, but it can't match the burning ambition in his heart.

Sometimes when I think about it, the supremacy and eternal praise that I dreamed of in my childhood have faded away, and what is most deeply rooted in my heart is the joy of climbing up the stairs and going straight to the nine heavens.

Fortunately, the turmoil of the world of mortals will not make him too lonely.

The theater troupe invited by the prefect of Lingbei was only fifteen or sixteen people. A few actors put on make-up and couldn't distinguish gender, beauty and ugliness, but their eyes were bright and compelling, and their waists were as straight as new branches of trees.People who have lived in the capital for a long time will never stand so straight in Changpei Palace, it can be seen that they are all foreigners who do not know how to behave.

The host, Bian Dang, is about 50 years old, with silver frost all over his head, the creases at the corners of his eyes can kill mosquitoes, the leggings on his legs are yellow, it can be seen that they have been washed carefully before coming here, and the calluses on his hands are also hard, just like his expression as hard.

Yan Siyu didn't know how to play, so she dismissed the attentive Lingbei prefect Yu Guo, and left the class leader who was full of hard work.

"Since the theater troupe is called Han Family Troupe, why isn't your surname Han?"

Bian Dang's speech is not as hard as his, but a little more oily, like a few drops of lard on steel, which can be regarded as a fine object: "The villain's ancestor was educated by a chivalrous man surnamed Han. There is no way to repay the favor, so we can only change the name of the opera troupe to the Han family troupe to warn future generations not to forget their gratitude."

"Don't be ungrateful, don't be ungrateful! Buying others with kindness and righteousness is really invincible." Yan Siyu clapped her hands and laughed, "I have heard that most of the righteous people are from the generation of dog slaughterers, and those who are heartless are all scholars. Probably because the generation of dog slaughterers own The most expensive thing in life is just a life, and even if a scholar doesn't get in after ten years of study, his worth is far higher than that of ordinary people. How can a dignified scholar sacrifice his life for a small favor?"

Changpei Palace does not have a stage, so this play is set in the garden.The scene was very big, and there was a full crowd before the singing began. There were Jiaofang drums, stick drums, bangus, pipas, clappers, flutes, pipas, and Fangxiang.

Yan Siyu didn't understand this, so naturally he couldn't see the way.

As soon as his nonsense of a dog butcher and scholar came out, several accompaniment men frowned on the spot, and even a young man sitting in a corner whispered to the old man playing the flute next to him: "According to what he said, people in the world should not Reading is good, reading reads away the conscience."

The old man glared at him, and his old eyes moved to Yan Siyu's body, and they happened to meet a pair of eyes full of interest.

Although the younger generation is reckless, but Yan Siyu sits far away, so it is reasonable to be unable to hear the younger generation's words, but when the old man looked at those eyes, he felt that there was an omniscient and omnipotent look in the eyes of this powerless woman, so amazing awe.

The old man lowered his head to avoid Yan Siyu's gaze, and watched the young man more and more closely. Every time he saw his Adam's apple move, he would stare, so scared that the young man didn't dare to move, and his whole body was almost frozen.

Yan Siyu looked at his bear, and seemed to have a lot of fun, she covered her lips and smiled softly.

It turned out that the young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face with Chinese characters, and his straight face was quite similar to gentleness.Thinking of Wen Liang making such a cowardly appearance, Yan Siyu couldn't help laughing.He raised his voice and said, "Aren't the opera singers alright? If you don't come again, I'll be laughing at myself, so I won't reward you guys!"

When he was young, he used to wear men's clothes and wandered in the market, mostly to attract talents, but he also learned the accent of some people from the Jianghu.Today, the Han's class is obviously a gangster, and if Yuguo's eyes are not right, he may be cooperating with Dong Yan to deceive this group of people into a trap.

The master urged, the actors naturally didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, and appeared on the stage one by one with their sleeves waving.

The singing is melodious and bright, but it is babbling to the ears of people who don't know how to do it.

Bian Dang carefully looked at the expression of His Highness the Princess, and explained each sentence with wit and interest. He was not a tough old man, and he talked like a storyteller. Be prepared, even Her Majesty the Princess doesn't know how to play.

"... Anger ruthlessly smashed the lamp, I see what the bitch should do. Entering the palace with anger, wanting to meet the bitch..."

The opera singer sang this line very vigorously, Yan Siyu raised her eyebrows and smiled, and asked Yanyan with a smile: "Isn't it called "Wat on the Bed"? I thought it was a beautiful woman, but it was like an ordinary couple arguing."

Biandang squeezed out an extremely obsequious smile on his blunt face: "Princess and son-in-law, aren't they also husband and wife. There are fights at the head of the bed and peace at the end of the bed. In fact, villains don't know what wat is. Anyway, the word 'full bed' comes after the word 'full bed'. Probably not some expensive item."

The nobles of this dynasty didn't like drama, and they all thought it was a vulgar thing watched by the middle and lower classes in the backcountry.Bian Dang insisted on tearing "Da Jin Zhi" into "Man Chuang Hu", deceiving Yan Siyu not knowing the way.And Yan Siyu deliberately made fun of the title of "Full Bed Wat", which is again secretly ridiculing that it is unreasonable and unreasonable.

All high officials in the imperial court have wat boards in their hands. When they pay birthday wishes, they put the wat boards all over the head of the bed, which means that the family of the longevity star is prosperous.

One of the two pretended to be confused, and the other pretended to understand, but they also had a happy conversation.

A gatekeeper suddenly ran in and whispered something in Qin Cai's ear.

Qin Cai's pale and needless face sank, and he scolded in a low voice: "Then you want to be promoted, you must be crazy, mind your own business!"

The palace man heard the meaning of love and protection in the father-in-law's words, and asked tentatively: "Then, the servant drove him away?"

"Let him come in." Qin Cai peeked at His Highness's expression and thought, "Call Liu Wan here again and bring some experts."

Not many people know about Princess Xiang'an's martial arts skills. Although His Highness wanted to do something today, it was a rare opportunity to show his face in front of His Highness, and it would be good to deal with a few scumbags.The road I paved for him will always be beneficial in the future.

The author has something to say: In fact, Xiao Gong is also a person who works hard for lofty ideals!

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