In the 13th year of Hongwen, Dayan officially went to war with Wusi, which meant that the conservative party, which had controlled the imperial court for many years, completely lost its power, and the trees fell and the monkeys scattered.

The Household Department and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment colluded with the rebels, and were dismissed from office together with the dereliction of duty doctor Yushi.

The imperial guards collected all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry from Song Yuxiu's home, several bolts of silk brocade, and even a golden Buddha statue as tall as a person and a coral tree.

These rare treasures in the world all appeared in a small Shangshu's home, and even the common people were surprised to hear it.

Mr. Lan Ling, who is usually good at writing notebooks, took advantage of this shareholder style and wrote "The Story of the Jade Buddha", which immediately became the topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.

It is said that the Minister of the Household Department dismissed all his servants before he was arrested, and sent his son out of Yandu early, leaving him alone in the hall of the mansion, as if he had expected everything before him.

He even wore a white cloth on his arm. He should be still in mourning, with a calm expression on his face, and he followed the people who raided the house very consciously.

It's not that the imperial guards have never heard of this man's deeds. They know that not long after his mother passed away, they have held three funeral ceremonies alone, which can be regarded as enough for the crowd behind him.

But what's the use of arranging noodles for the dead?

A person's life is nothing more than a journey against the heavens and the earth. After death, the soul and consciousness are all turned into a wisp of dust.

But if his mother has a spirit in heaven and knows that her beautiful funeral ceremony was arranged by her son with corrupt money, I don't know if she is willing to see her only son under the nine springs.

Fu Yuze was imprisoned in the prison for [-] days. At first, he kept his mouth very tight and said nothing.Jiang Yi made a trip to the prison, and asked the soldiers in charge of interrogation to just use torture, so don't be polite.

So the old eunuch was tossed to death by his usual favorite instrument of torture, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth, confessing everything that should be said and what should not be said, even the relationship between himself and Song Yuxiu's half-brother. Explained clearly.

Now that he has confessed, there is no need to waste time with him.He was thrown into the sky prison and locked up with other prisoners, collaborating with the enemy and treason, murdering the imperial concubine, embezzlement/accepting/bribery and punishing him for several crimes.

Many of those prisoners were burdened with grievances, and they were often lynched and tortured by the old eunuch before they were put in the prison.

Now that he finally got a chance to retaliate, and the guards turned a blind eye, there are countless ways to make him feel uncomfortable.

Zuo Zuo is just a dead person, so it has nothing to do with the living.

-

The fifth day of March coincides with Qingming.

After Jiang Yi got off the morning court, he avoided a group of new officials who had just left and wanted to establish a good relationship with him, and went against the crowd towards the imperial study.

Emperor Hong Wen just took off his outer robe, and when he saw him, his brows and eyes softened slightly: "Jiang Aiqing sits down, don't stick to etiquette."

Jiang Yi rolled up his sleeves and said flatly, "There are differences between monarchs and ministers."

The emperor's heart is the hardest to guess.Now Emperor Hongwen will subconsciously get closer to himself because of his contribution to saving him, and in the future he will be able to be suspicious of others' words and suppress and doubt him.

Emperor Hongwen smiled: "For so many years, you are the only one left to accompany me loyally. Eunuch Fu has entered the palace since the reign of the first emperor. He watched me grow up, but he never thought that he would be so ambitious. "

"People's hearts are fickle."

Jiang Yi scrutinized the emperor's face carefully: "Only rights and money can be held in your hands, and they are one of the few things that will never change."

"Jiang Aiqing is still so straightforward..." Emperor Hong Wen coughed softly, "I don't know what kind of daughter you will marry with your temperament? Didn't the teacher urge you?"

"My father has been traveling far away since last year, and he can get a letter from his family every month, so he should have no time to take care of the minister's marriage."

Jiang Yi listened to the emperor's words getting more and more digressed, so he could only return to the topic calmly: "I see that your majesty's face is rosy, and his spirit is much better than last month, but the medicine has worked?"

"nature."

Emperor Hongwen sighed softly: "If General Pei hadn't been so loyal and went to Wusi to find that medicinal material for me, I'm afraid I would die right now."

Hearing him mentioning Pei Xiangyun, Jiang Yi's eyes moved indiscernibly, and then he regained his composure, his face remained calm: "As a member of the Longxi military camp, he should be loyal to His Majesty and Dayan."

He still didn't know what the traitor said to Hong Wendi at that time, and he actually coaxed people into believing Pei Xiangyun's "loyalty".

If it wasn't for his students to know what virtue they are, they would have to praise "the little general is mighty" together with the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

Jiang Yi lowered his eyelids, slowly gathering away the emotions that had been exposed just now, and then raised his eyes, it was the prime minister who didn't care about things outside of him again.

"Yesterday, another good news came out. General Pei attacked the city with fire and made the people of Wusi retreat without a fight. It is estimated that they will return triumphantly in the next few days..." Emperor Hongwen's eyes fell on him, "Has he ever met with Jiang Aiqing recently? Exchange letters?"

Jiang Yi's hands were hidden under his sleeves, and his fingertips were slightly curled up: "Never, perhaps because I was afraid that I would accuse him of acting impulsively, so I never wrote a letter to him, and I heard everything about him from His Majesty. .”

"Jiang Aiqing is really strict..." Emperor Hong Wen said, "Even General Zhang praised him endlessly, saying that he is indeed a hero born out of a boy. General Pei is still young in experience, and there are some things that he did wrong. Normal, what does Ai Qing think?"

Jiang Yi's tone was the same as before: "If you praise him, it will appear that the minister is partial to the apprentice. If you suppress him, I am afraid that your Majesty will feel that the minister is strict. I don't want this question, and everything will be decided by time and Your Majesty."

Emperor Hongwen laughed loudly: "Aiqing is still so honest, I like it."

Jiang Yi chuckled: "But he is still young, I still think it would be better to praise him less, so as not to kill him."

"What Ai Qing said is very true..." Emperor Hong Wen said, "What are your plans for the future?"

Jiang Yi said in a low voice: "When the Ministry of Criminal Justice interrogated the thieves, it was mentioned that they had secret posts in the south of the Yangtze River. I plan to take this opportunity to visit the south of the Yangtze River unannounced, so as to avoid the resurgence of the thieves."

"Very good……"

Emperor Hong Wen took a deep look at him: "If I have a minister like this, what can I ask for?"

Jiang Yi knew that these were all polite words from the emperor.

Thinking about it, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty also ate and lived with Han Chongyan, and slept with his feet. After he ascended the throne, he was named the king of Han.

Jiang Yi had a new life, and he was not from this world, and he didn't value money as much as those gangsters, so he didn't need to deliberately flatter Emperor Hong Wen, just keep the original distance between the monarch and his subjects.

So he just lied to Emperor Hongwen.

How could Pei Xiangyun not write to him?

Almost on the first day that wolf cub arrived in Longxi, a letter was brought back by pigeons from thousands of miles away.In the next four or five days, a letter will be delivered, no matter the wind, frost, rain or snow, it will never be shaken.

During that time, Jiang Yi was busy dealing with the affairs of the court, and the letters sent by Pei Xiangyun had been backlogged on his desk, and it was only when he was free two days ago that he had time to look through each letter.

Most of the letters were written about what I saw and heard along the way and the local conditions and customs, and between the lines implicitly hinted at my longing for my teacher.

It wasn't until he turned to the last letter that he realized that the wolf cub's letter seemed to have come late this time. It was stained with blood, and even the handwriting was not stable. It seemed that he had spent a lot of effort to write this letter. finish writing.

He should have been injured.

But the paper was full, but there was not a single word of complaining. Instead, he talked about what he had seen and heard recently as usual, and finally reminded him not to forget the old agreement carefully as usual, and tested whether the teacher missed him.

And when he went to court the next day, he heard that even though there was good news from Longxi yesterday, it was a real and tough battle.

The Lord of Uz came to dispatch the troops in person. The Yan Army and the Uz Army fought fiercely outside the capital for two days and two nights.According to gossip, Lord Wu Si was seriously injured, and he might die on the way.

It turned out that he fought against his half-brother.

Jiang Yi was restless all the time. When he was sitting at the desk in the evening, he accidentally spread out a piece of paper and hung his pen for a long time. He wanted to write a reply to Pei Xiangyun for the first time, but he didn't know how to say it.

The poison on him has been cured long ago.The herbs were sent to Yandu along with the first letter of success, and they distributed a batch to Jiangfu deliberately avoiding the eyes and ears of the emperor.

However, a few months later, the wolf cub still stubbornly wrote in the letter asking him to treat his illness with peace of mind, don't get tired and take care of himself.

Pei Xiangyun obviously didn't want him to know how tragic the war was, and he should still be affectionate for fear that the teacher would worry about it, so he wanted to use that indifferent attitude to tell him about the wind and moon and the lonely smoke in the desert, except that he didn't mention what injuries he suffered, wounds Is it still hurting.

I would rather write these than say a word about my suffering.

Jiang Yi sat quietly thinking until midnight, and finally wrote: "The spring grass in the hometown is green, will the general return?"

-

Pei Xiangyun didn't expect to receive a reply from the teacher.He just regards "writing letters" as a kind of hope when he is on the verge of extinction every time. It seems that as long as he thinks about the letter to be sent to Jiang Yi, no matter how many winds and frosts he can get through.

He thought he was not wronged at first, but when he clearly saw the words written by the man on the paper, his eyes suddenly became sore, as if he was no longer the killing god who commanded the three armies, but had become the one who carefully accompanied him. students around the teacher.

Return or not, return or not?

Homecoming is like an arrow...

When he triumphantly rode his horse in the well of Yandu City, his heart was beating heavily in his chest, and his arms were filled with joy and expectation along with the spring breeze.

Someone on the road seemed to have recognized him, and whispered, "That's General Pei!"

"Have you ever heard that the little general sparked fire from the sky, outwitted the enemy army, and took the head of General Naus without a single soldier, just like a divine soldier descending from the sky..."

"It is said that his teacher is the prime minister of the current dynasty. He tried his best to turn the tide, and investigated and dealt with dozens of corrupt officials and rebels. He is really a good official who has a breeze in his sleeves and benefits the people!"

These words passed by Pei Xiangyun's ears, but only left a final sound, and then they were carried away by the wind to the distance.

Jiang's residence was no different from before he left. Li Youchuan was instructing a few servants to sweep the steps in front of the residence. He raised his eyes and saw Pei Xiangyun exclaimed in surprise, "Little Brother Pei!"

"Brother Li..." Pei Xiangyun rolled over and got off his horse, his hair, which was originally meticulously tied high, was a little messy, "Where's my master?"

The surprise on Li Youchuan's face stiffened for half a minute, and he scratched his head: "Master, he..."

But who would have thought that Pei Xiangyun didn't listen to what he said after he asked, and suddenly passed through the gate from his side and ran straight to the backyard.

The weather is so good today, will the teacher still like to drink tea at that stone table as before?

Hearing the noise of children, Pei Xiangyun was almost sure of his guess, but when he pushed the door open, he saw only four or five children playing around, without the teacher.

Where is the teacher?

It was only after he realized that Li Youchuan hesitated to speak just now, and his original expectation and joy were suddenly half-cooled like a bucket of cold water.

"Senior brother..."

Pei Xiangyun's thoughts were suddenly pulled back, and he followed the prestige in a daze, and saw Zhang Su who had a reluctant face among the children.

The boy is no longer as short as a glutinous rice dumpling as he was six years ago, his stature is stretched out, and he can faintly see his handsome appearance in the future.

He sighed maturely, pushed away the children around him, walked slowly to Pei Xiangyun, and said with a straight face: "Senior brother heard that you won the battle in Longxi, very good."

He is not very big, but he imitated his teacher's calm and self-possessed manner ten to ten.

Pei Xiangyun was stunned for a moment, before he could speak, he heard him say again: "If you come back two days earlier, maybe you can still see the teacher, now..."

"Where is the master?"

Pei Xiangyun's lips and tongue were a little numb, and there was an undetectable tremor in his voice: "Could it be that Master..."

But Zhang Su stopped talking as if trying to whet his appetite, and took out a sachet from his bosom and handed it to him: "Here, the teacher wants something from me."

Pei Xiangyun took the sachet and squeezed it, as if he felt something hard and granular.

The children on one side gathered around, watching helplessly as the man who suddenly barged in dumped the contents of the sachet on his hands.

It was a handful of red beans, and a delicate and small dice.

Pei Xiangyun poured the sachet down again without giving up, but nothing came out, not even a note.

Teacher what does this mean?

Does he not want himself?

Pei Xiangyun looked at Zhang Su in confusion: "Master, why did he give me these things?"

Zhang Su spread his hands: "Maybe it was given to you by a girl who likes you, who knows?"

Delighted with his girl's home?Why is it the girl's house that pleases him?

Pei Xiangyun recognized that this sachet was given to him by Mei Yanran a few years ago, and it definitely could not be embroidered by a girl, but somehow it got into the hands of the teacher.

Before he had time to figure it out, the child who was watching the excitement suddenly shouted: "You don't even understand this!"

Zhang Su frowned: "It's not polite, how can you talk to your senior brother?"

The kid was probably willing to show off, and he didn't take the little brother's words seriously at all, and said with a bit of a show: "Haven't you read Wang Wei's "Lovesickness"?"

"Acacia"?

Pei Xiangyun blinked, and heard another child rushing to say: "I can recite it!" "Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.""

This thing is the most Acacia.

Acacia?

The cold heart came alive again, and before he could knock out a few melodies on his chest, the girl who squeezed behind hesitated and said, "But I think it's Wen Bayin's sentence "Linglong dice An Hongdou" , I don’t know if I love you so much.” Look, there’s a dice…”

A group of children were arguing over whether it was Wang Mojie's poem or Wen Bayin's poem, and Li Youchuan rushed across the hall: "Little brother Pei, why did you leave before I finished talking? The young master left for Jiangnan on business this morning, and he should have just arrived at the station. He asked me to tell you..."

"Don't say it."

Pei Xiangyun put the sachet close to his body, and hurried past Li Youchuan in two or three steps, leaving the baby-faced youth's remaining half-words behind him.

As for "most lovesickness" or "deep lovesickness", it doesn't seem to matter now.

All in all lovesickness.

He only had time to take away the baggage that he once carried close to his body, then returned to the front yard, got on his horse, and galloped away under the watchful eyes of all the servants——

hurry up...

This seems to be the first bright spring in his life.The sun is warm and the catkins are flying. I don’t know where the wine shop has just opened, and it seems that some of the fragrance in April is going to be poured into the old wine.

There is a wine bowl in front of the drunk man's table, and Hu Yan himself once climbed the ice and snow with a sword.And on the banks of the willows in Baqiao, who is farther away, who will be reunited on the tip of their hearts?

hurry up...

The past flashed by before his eyes like a horse, and he left them all behind him.Now he is just a wanderer returning to his hometown, looking for the bright moonlight that he never forgets, crossing the Central Plains, going down to the south of the Yangtze River, riding the wind and riding the white horse in the world.

faster...

Fortunately, this time Kasuga and the old friend finally did not miss the appointment.

(End of text)

The author says:

: Use Wang Wei's "Farewell in the Mountains" "The spring grass will be green next year, and the king and grandson will not return."

Unexpectedly, I will update at zero o’clock today hehehe (Suddenly flashes .gif;

In order not to disturb everyone’s warm and happy reading mood, I’m going to lose the episode where Gouzi defeated his imperial brother’s wise Shenwu bridge. According to the ordering situation in the comment area, there will probably be follow-up sweet daily/modern chapter/previous he’s IF line /Bring a bear child/The happy life of beating a dog (really);

Last day to order food!The episode will be updated tomorrow!

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