Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

Frankly speaking, this is Qiao Jing's first time riding a horse.

...but definitely the last time in his life.

He has never felt so clearly what a great advancement the invention of the steam locomotive is for human beings. Although this thing is not fast and only comes every three hours, but just one advantage is enough to beat others. Everything is not enough--

It sits comfortably.

Jing Xinglan took him along and rode fast all the way. At the beginning, he overcame his fear of heights and everything felt pretty good. The scenery on both sides of the road was beautiful, and the oncoming mountain breeze was cool and refreshing.

But soon, after getting tired of looking at the scenery, the bumpy road made Qiao Jing fall into a life confusion of "Who am I?" "Where am I?" "What am I doing?"

After finally reaching the destination, Qiao Jing supported the gate of the palace for a while after getting off the horse, and then managed to regain some energy.Jing Xinglan called the housekeeper to bring him a green plum and put it in his mouth. The sour juice irritated Qiao Jing's eyebrows into pimples, but it did make his churning stomach feel better.

"When I came back from abroad by boat, I used this to cure my seasickness." Jing Xinglan pinched him, "Do you feel better?"

Qiao Jing nodded silently.

"Is the emperor still in the mansion?" Jing Xinglan turned to greet the butler who was at the side.

The old butler said without squinting: "Yes, Your Majesty has been waiting in the study for a long time. Do you want to eat now?"

Jing Xinglan said casually: "Okay, let's have a banquet."

In fact, according to the rules, it is best to burn incense and take a bath before the face saint, but Jing Xinglan really doesn't want to bother Qiao Jing with these red tapes, since it's just a meal anyway.The old butler probably saw what was going on in his heart, so he wisely didn't mention this matter, but quietly led the way for the two of them, and reported to the door of the study.

"Come in." A peaceful voice came from inside.

The door of the study room opened slowly, and a faint scent of sandalwood floated in the air. In the antique study room, a man in a white gold ball-rolling dragon robe stopped flipping the book in his hand, and looked up at them.

It was the first time in Qiao Jing's life that he saw the emperor, and he didn't have the aura of a real dragon emperor or a domineering king in the legends. Some coal bosses wearing gold chains in modern times have a stronger aura than the one in front of him.

But those who live on top of others for a long time give people a completely different feeling from ordinary people.

Although the Great Liang Monarch had an ordinary face, when those eyes stared straight at him, it still gave people a sense of trepidation and trepidation.

"Brother Huang," Jing Xinglan coughed lightly, as if complaining, but also as if he was trying to save Qiao Jing, "You said you wanted to meet someone, and now you have brought someone here, why don't you say anything?" gone?"

Emperor Liang snorted softly: "Why do I want to see people, don't you know why?"

Because of the conversation between the two, the stagnant atmosphere in the study suddenly relaxed, and even the old housekeeper who stood aside with almost zero sense of existence couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief at the moment.

Qiao Jing bowed slightly stiffly to Emperor Liang: "Caomin Qiao Jing, see Your Majesty."

"Excuse me," Emperor Liang waved his hand, and glanced at him. This time, he didn't deliberately put pressure on him like last time, but just looked at him. "It's just time for dinner, let's have dinner together."

He didn't mention anything about Qiao Jing's book, he probably wanted to chat about it at the dinner table.And Qiao Jing, who knew that Daliang also had the rule of "Don't talk when eating", couldn't help but have a new understanding of Emperor Liang's eclecticism after hearing these words-it seems that this monarch has a stronger personality than he imagined. It's a lot more casual.

This is of course a good thing for Qiao Jing.

He is the least good at getting along with the kind of person who is both powerful and quiet, and likes to let others guess his mind.Staying with this kind of leader, even if you have [-] minds, you can't figure out what the other party is thinking, and you will be exhausted sooner or later.An emperor like Emperor Liang who speaks out and scolds when he is angry, and occasionally makes a little joke but is never ambiguous in business matters, it is really hard to find a few in the history books.

Before the meal, Emperor Liang specially ordered to cook a few simple dishes, not according to the specifications of the palace, but after the people below put all the dishes on the table, Hou Qiao Jing looked at the dazzling array of delicacies in front of him , or re-acquainted with the word "simple".

In front of him are not only steamed duck with fermented rice, steamed crab, yam with cherry meat, goji berry blood oat porridge, stewed snow clams with red dates in coconut milk, etc., but also some exquisite side dishes served on enamel silver plates, which are exquisitely arranged like a A blooming peony.Although it looked like a carrot, Qiao Jing was sure that the production process of these things was definitely many times more complicated than he imagined.

...I can only say that it is worthy of being a royal family.

According to the rules, the first chopsticks should of course be held by Emperor Liang first.But in the face of the delicious food on the table, he didn't eat much. After taking a few mouthfuls of porridge, he put down the spoon with some lack of interest.

Jing Xinglan was concerned for a moment: "Brother Huang, won't you use more? Or is it because the food is not to your liking?"

"That's not true," Emperor Liang sighed, "I don't know why recently, my body always feels sleepy, I haven't done anything all day, and after going to court, I lose my energy. I don't have much appetite for eating, and I feel full when I move my chopsticks a little. well."

Jing Xinglan asked: "Did the imperial doctor come to see it?"

"Look, what did you say about the lack of qi and blood, and prescribed some medicines to invigorate qi and blood, but unfortunately it is of no great use." Emperor Liang said helplessly, "The queen asked me if it was caused by overthinking. The problem is that I have been worried about the imperial examination recently Other than that, there is nothing else important."

"The imperial examination?"

"You don't know something," Emperor Liang said as soon as he opened his chat box, he was no different from his second uncle and third uncle who had been chatting with his relatives for many years. With a look of bitterness and hatred on his face, he began to talk to Jing Xing in front of Qiao Jing. Landa poured bitter water, "The talents selected by the imperial examinations in recent years are either the second son of a high-ranking official in Jiangnan Prefecture or the youngest favorite of a local wealthy family in Yanjing. I admit that they do have some skills in reading. The article It’s better than anyone else, but what about after becoming an official?”

"Send them to work on the people's livelihood, but in the end, in order to increase the income of the local people, this group of Jinshi, who don't eat fireworks, came up with the idea of ​​shoveling all the farmers' land for growing grain and changing it to planting cherries! The money from the government subsidizes the farmers to raise pigs, and it is said that it will be made into dried meat and sold to the surrounding small countries to enrich the treasury of Daliang, but more than [-]% of the citizens of the small countries around him believe in Buddhism! They are fucking vegetarian monks!"

Emperor Liang slapped the table heartbroken, the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and then he cursed directly.Qiao Jing, who was drinking soup silently, was almost choked by him, and coughed several times.

Your Majesty... Really don't treat him as an outsider, dare to say anything outside.

Seeing that Emperor Liang was about to start swearing again, Jing Xinglan had no choice but to remind him: "Well, Brother Huang, calm down and drink some soup first."

Emperor Liang: "I can't calm down! I'm so mad!"

He picked up the soup bowl, gulped down a few mouthfuls, wiped his mouth indiscriminately, and forgot all about royal etiquette and gentlemanly demeanor.Since he was the emperor, Jing Xinglan had no choice but to pretend he didn't see it, and carefully put a chopstick of yam into his mouth and chewed slowly.

But Emperor Liang turned his head to stare at Qiao Jing and said, "Young Master Qiao, I have read your manuscript. I would like to ask you, what do you think of the current selection of officials in Daliang?"

Qiao Jing politely declined, "The grassroots dare not make false statements about national affairs..."

Emperor Liang interrupted him directly: "It's okay, I allow you to speak nonsense. You don't have to worry about what you want to say."

Now that he has reached this point, Qiao Jing can only reluctantly reply: "Caomin believes that agriculture is the foundation of a country, and commerce is the blood of a country, but a businessman who can make money may not be able to farm land, and a farmer who understands farming may not Able to do business. Officials are also human beings, and it is impossible to be proficient in everything. Nowadays, many nobles are selected for officials, because the content of the exam focuses on righteousness, theory, poetry and prose. It is important to learn the words of sages, but it will inevitably lead to a situation where learning is useless and empty-handed. It is also very difficult for the ordinary students of the folk to outperform the children of the rich in this respect."

Emperor Liang said "Oh", and asked with interest: "Then what do you think should be tested?"

Qiao Jing lowered her eyes: "...Caomin don't know."

Let's not talk about whether he can finish talking in this short while, if he really said it and the emperor really believed it, then if something happened in the future, even with Jing Xinglan as a guarantee, Qiao Jing probably couldn't get rid of it.

But any policy that involves the reform of the selection of officials is equivalent to touching the lifeblood of the dignitaries of the current dynasty.

"I really don't know, or don't want to tell?" Emperor Liang looked at him with a half-smile, "I see that Mr. Mei is not a down-and-out teacher in the story you wrote. A great Confucian in the literary world in the future, a famous figure of a generation. It is said that literati like to use poetry to express their ambitions, why now I give you this opportunity, but you can't avoid it?"

These words were so tricky that even Jing Xinglan couldn't help but wipe off Qiao Jing's sweat.But although he was anxious, he also knew that it was not appropriate for him to intervene in the conversation between the two of them at this time, otherwise the meaning of maintenance would be too obvious, and Emperor Liang would be unhappy instead.

On the surface, the man just frowned silently with a calm expression, but the white fingers holding the chopsticks revealed his true heart.

The table fell silent for a moment.

Even the personal eunuch standing behind Emperor Liang sweated for Qiao Jing, but Qiao Jing did not remain silent for too long, but said calmly, "It is true that literati use poetry to express their ambitions, but His Majesty specially called me over from the countryside, probably not because he wanted to hear what I said, but because he was touched by the story of the grass-roots people, right?"

Emperor Liang stared at him for a while, then suddenly propped his chin, and burst out laughing.

"Interesting," he said to Jing Xinglan with a smile, "It's really just like the book said, all the strange people in the world like cats to live in seclusion in deep mountains and old forests, and they all have a strange temper."

He shook his head, sighed and said, "I just said, why did you suddenly say that you want to live in the suburbs of Beijing, it really is tricky."

Jing Xinglan also raised the corners of his lips: "No, it's just luck."

Emperor Liang smiled for a while, and said seriously to Qiao Jing: "I can see from the text that you are different from those jerky bastards who sell jerky to monks. I wonder if you have the idea of ​​becoming an official in the court?"

Comparing him with those people, Qiao Jing didn't know for a moment whether Emperor Liang was praising him or belittling him.But since Emperor Liang took the initiative to invite, if Qiao Jing agreed, he would at least be a close minister of the emperor in Daliang in the future.

It's a pity that what Qiao Jing was thinking about now was how he should politely reject Emperor Liang's invitation.

But maybe his tangled expression was too obvious. Emperor Liang had already understood Qiao Jing's thoughts. He smiled and didn't continue to insist. After all, the invitation just now was just a whim of his, and logically it didn't conform to the court rules.

"If you don't want to, forget it. Let me read the manuscripts of the next few chapters. Is that okay?"

"Of course." Qiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and handed over the manuscript he was carrying with both hands.

But as soon as Emperor Liang took it, he squeezed the thickness of the paper in his hand, and frowned involuntarily.

"So thin?" He wondered, "I heard that you have saved the manuscript for at least six or seven days. How did you write so little?"

Qiao Jing: "..."

Never expected that one day, he would be urged face to face by the king of a country.

He even disliked the short writing of his articles.

This insult was a little big, he opened his eyes wide, and tried to defend himself amidst Jing Xinglan's suffocated laughter beside him: "Caomin has been a little sloppy lately, and has been deleted several times to keep improving..."

"Why are there a few essays in here?" Emperor Liang ignored his explanation, lowered his head and just looked at it, and within a few clicks, he turned to a few pages that were not the contents of the manuscript, and his brows frowned even tighter. "Well, you are the crime of bullying the king!"

he said half-jokingly.

Qiao Jing stammered and said, "This, this is because I was in a hurry before leaving, so I brought it inside without paying attention."

Emperor Liang didn't enjoy watching it, and he didn't get it, so he was naturally dissatisfied.

Originally, he wanted to frighten Qiao Jing with a straight face, but Jing Xinglan was beside him again. When Emperor Liang saw the smiling eyes of him staring intently at the young man beside him, he knew that he could not continue to tease the young man.

He sighed secretly in his heart, the imperial brother was really fascinated, so he simply held back his temper and showed those essays along the way.

These essays were written by Qiao Jing for fun. The content was all about what he saw and heard in Liujia Village, and some observation records of the seedlings in the field were also mixed in.Qiao Jing himself felt that the writing was quite boring, and it was more like a record and diary than an essay, what was the weather like today, how did the people in Liujia Village pick and fry tea, and how many morning glory buds grew in the small courtyard. It's a small grain of rice... In short, they are all trivial things, the kind that people will think you are long-winded if you treat them as a topic of small talk.

Probably because he felt the joy of touching fish, he also described in detail the farm delicacies made by Jing Xinglan in a large space in his essay:

The marinated duck leg meat is plump and firm, with clear strands. It is most suitable to be served with home-brewed rice wine. It is steamed before meals, and the courtyard is full of salty fragrance. Several cats and dogs in the greedy village are squatting outside the courtyard. Leave; the fragrant golden rice crust is cut into small pieces, and some cumin and chili noodles can be sprinkled on it properly, and it is crispy and topped; Steaming porridge, and some crisp and refreshing bamboo shoots in red oil...

As the saying goes, the love for farming and gourmet literature is the gene engraved in the bones of every farming and civilized person. Although Emperor Liang is the king of a country, he eats delicacies that ordinary people have never seen in his life. Attracted by the food description.

Or to be more precise, rather than the pure desire for delicious food, this is the yearning and yearning for the comfortable and free pastoral life described by Qiao Jing, who lived in the deep palace for a long time.

But just when Emperor Liang was fascinated and wanted to turn the next page, he found that his hands were empty.

Gone.

finish watching.

——Three words that are as lonely as snow.

To be honest, it is difficult to express in words Emperor Liang's complicated mood at this time.He raised his head, took a deep look at Qiao Jing, and asked, "Are you planning to continue writing this essay?"

Qiao Jing didn't understand, so he nodded: "I should, right?"

After he said this, he suddenly remembered something:

The young crops in the field that day were crushed a lot by Liu Shiyi, but on the way here, he hadn't had time to tell Jing Xinglan about it.

"Remember to write more, I want to read it." Emperor Liang didn't know that his thoughts had flown to the sky, and then said, "When the time is finished, let the dark guard send it over, so that you don't run back and forth... Wait a minute." He stroked his chin and pondered, "Has it been a long time since I have been out of Daliang City? It just so happens that I am tired recently, so it would be good to go to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to recuperate for a while."

Hearing this, the smile on Jing Xinglan's face froze instantly.

If Emperor Liang came, what kind of two-person world would they live in?

He hurriedly persuaded: "Brother Huang, it is too dangerous to leave Beijing rashly, you should think twice."

The accompanying eunuch also persuaded: "Your Majesty, you are a man of gold, so you can't take risks easily. Although it is not far from the capital, what if there are assassins in this remote village?"

"You are right." Emperor Liang nodded, "In my capacity, it is indeed quite dangerous."

Although Daliang was famous and invincible, it also forged beams with many small countries around it.Many princes, emperors and grandsons who were forced to go into exile because of the Daliang border guards hated Emperor Liang to the bone, and even spent a lot of money to hire assassins to go to Beijing to assassinate them.Since Emperor Liang came to the throne, several spies and traitors have been caught in the Imperial Dining Room and Tai Hospital alone, not to mention other places.

But before Jing Xinglan could heave a sigh of relief, Emperor Liang said again: "If I visit privately in a micro-service, it will be much safer? It's just that this method can be used to clean up those who have two hearts around me. I don't believe it's so good Opportunity, they can hold back."

Jing Xinglan: "..."

Are you fishing here?