Daily life of black skin cub's princess

The next day, Wu Xun, Duke of the State of Wu, returned to Beijing to return to his command. The prince was delighted with his achievements and rewarded him with gold, silver, money and silk.The minister of Dali Temple wrote a letter asking to kill the remnants of the Qiu party. The crown prince withdrew the paper on the grounds that Wu Guogong's contribution to disaster relief and life-saving is inappropriate today.

This is also the first time that the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty have breathed a sigh of relief since the law field changed that day.

After the dynasty was over, Han Dang deliberately walked slowly until all the officials had dispersed, and then he walked to Wu Xun who also walked slowly for some reason: "Master Guo."

Wu Xun hurriedly replied, "Mr. Han."

Looking at his clear eyes, Han Dang suddenly spoke from nowhere, hesitated for a while before saying: "I wonder if the Duke of the State will show his face to the government."

Wu Xun was taken aback for a moment: "Is it too much trouble?"

"How come? My wife has heard the name of the Duke for a long time, and it's too late to be happy."

Wu Xun hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey, and I'm sorry for Mrs. Han and Mrs." I couldn't bear to agree.

Mrs. Han was overjoyed to see Wu Xun coming to the door, and insisted on cooking by herself, which seemed a little sincere in what Han Dang said before.Madam Han's cooking skills are really good. Although there are mostly light food on the table, there is no loss in the taste.

After eating and drinking the soup, Han Dang invited Wu Xun to the study for tea, casually pointed to the paintings on the wall and asked Wu Xun how he was.

Wu Xun rubbed the bridge of his nose: "Mr. Han can't help me. I am a martial artist, and I dare not speak nonsense when it comes to painting and calligraphy."

Han Dang choked, and Wu Xun's reaction was obviously not what he expected.Of course he knew that Wu Xun was a general, but after all, he was a champion of martial arts, and even those rough people with a little bit of ink in their belly would still make a few nonsense in such a scene, this one is too real.

At this point, Han Dang didn't know what to say, but Wu Xun took a sip of tea: "Mr. Han has something to say, and if there is something I can do, there is no reason not to help."

After hesitating again and again, Han Dang finally told the truth: "To be honest, I have a student, of course it can only be said that he is a half-teacher. He didn't actually worship me as a teacher. Four years ago, he came to Beijing to take the exam and I have something to do with him." After a few encounters, I appreciate his knowledge, but God is jealous of talents..." Afterwards, Han Dang told the truth about Shen Hebi, and added at the end, "The paintings on the wall are all made by him, but Since he entered the Qiu Mansion, he has been unwilling to keep any more paintings, and when I met him by chance, I asked him about it, and he said, why does the pen and ink want to share the sin with me?"

Wu Xun was silent for a while and sighed: "It is true that heaven is jealous of talents."

After another long silence, Han Dang got up to meet Wu Xun's clear eyes, and bowed to the ground: "I have something to ask."

"Han Gong, please get up quickly." Wu Xun hurriedly got up to help him, but he couldn't help him anyway. He only heard Han Dang say: "I have something to ask, and I ask the Duke to say a few words for Shen Hebi in front of the prince. I beg that he can still take part in the imperial examinations, even if his fame is abolished and he is relegated to common people, it would be good, I just ask him to survive."

Wu Xun let go of his hand, and his voice sank: "Han Gong said carefully, if His Highness has already dealt with this person, how can I interfere with His Highness's decision?"

Han Dang hurriedly said: "Your Highness has always treated you differently, and His Highness will never ignore what you say." It's not that he couldn't hear the danger in Wu Xun's words, but at this moment Wu Xun is like a life-saving stick Straw was placed in front of him like a straw, and he didn't want to let go.

"Your Highness treats me magnanimously, but do I want to take advantage of this magnanimity?" Wu Xun asked, "How is this different from what the officials are to the Holy One? The Holy Majesty treats me with kindness, but what do the officials return to the Holy One? Rebellion, rebellion, greed for power, corruption, forming cliques, disregarding the common people, what are they afraid to do? Even if they don’t go with them, how many dare to stand up to them?”

Han Dang was dumb, he straightened up and looked at Wu Xun blankly, a little dazed, and couldn't believe that the loud words just now came from Wu Xun, who had always been calm and seemed to be born with a good temper.

Wu Xun suppressed his anger and anger: "I feel very sorry about Shen Juren. But this person is involved in the case of Qiu Chao, and now His Royal Highness is in charge of the country. His Royal Highness has to decide how to deal with it. Han Gong can bluntly advise each other. It is reasonable, His Highness will never take human life lightly. However, Han Gong should never ask me for it, no matter whether I can persuade His Highness, I am unwilling. If someone asks in the future, Han Gong can do it. According to the truth, I will not agree to such entrustment."

Han Dang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.In a trance, he actually felt that he understood why His Highness trusted Wu Xun so much. It is difficult for such a person to find out what makes you doubt him.Even if he was the one who was rejected at the moment, I couldn't help but think that it would be a great blessing in life to become a bosom friend with such a person.

Wu Xun cupped his hands: "I'm bothering you today, it's getting late, I'll take my leave first." Then he turned around and left, his robe drew a sharp line in the air.

Han Dang hurriedly chased after a few steps, but because he had bowed for a long time, his legs and feet were a little staggered, and he was almost tripped by the threshold.Wu Xun had no choice but to stop, and calmed down his tone: "I will treat what happened today as never happened, and Mr. Han doesn't have to worry about it. Mrs. Han is very skilled. If you have time to spare, I hope you don't want to visit the door." dislike."

Gao Xuan's heart couldn't help but drop to the ground, Han Dangsheng felt a little grateful, it wouldn't be beautiful if he had a quarrel with Wu Xun for what happened today.After sending Wu Xun to the gate of the mansion, Han Dang finally couldn't help asking: "In ancient times, Li Shimin used Wei Zheng as a mirror, knowing the gains and losses of the king, and telling the best stories of the king and his ministers through the ages. The Duke doesn't want to be Wei Zheng?"

"I admire Duke Wei, and I also hope that the civil and military affairs of the whole dynasty can have the style of Duke Wei." Wu Xun smiled, "But I don't want to be the mirror of His Highness, because the heights are extremely cold, and the mirror is too cold."

After finishing speaking, Wu Xun didn't stay any longer, and pushed the door away, leaving only Han Dang in a daze.After a long time, a cloak fell on his shoulders. He turned his head and saw that his wife was frowning and looking at him worriedly: "The leaves are turning red, do you think it's still summer? If you get wind and can't go to court , aren't you in a hurry?"

The shoulders are heavy, and the cloak is extra warm, blocking the bleak autumn wind.

Han Dang smiled, turned around and walked in with his wife in his arms: "Didn't Madam ask me to write a few words on the red leaves the day before yesterday to make bookmarks? Can you pick up the red leaves?"

"Why did the master suddenly think of this? It's not like you..."

***

The Han residence is not too far from the palace, but it took Wu Xun an extra hour to return to the palace.When I saw Lu Xi in the East Palace, I held up the sugar painting in my hand: "I drew the two of us, does it look good?"

Lu Xizai read it carefully several times, and really felt that it was really wise for his uncle to let Xun'er practice martial arts.

"I'll try it." Lu Xun took Wu Xun's wrist, leaned over to the sugar painting and bit down, "It's very sweet."

"Should you still eat it?" Wu Xun happily followed suit, "I drew it."

Lu Xi didn't remind him that that bite should have bit off a person's head, and said casually, "Where did Xia Dynasty go?"

"I'm going to Han's house for dinner, you don't even know Mrs. Han's craftsmanship is good." Wu Xun recollected it, and strengthened his determination to have dinner again next time.

"Then?"

"After that, I went to buy sugar paintings."

"Gone?"

Wu Xun blinked: "After that, I'll be returning to the palace."

"Didn't Han Dang tell you anything?"

Wu Xun tilted his head and thought for a while: "Just invite me to drink tea. You can reward him with some good tea someday, my little one. The tea he serves is not good."