Chapter 145: The frost leaves are red
Lin Yiren stood on the bridge deck with his hands in his hands, quietly thinking. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn the past, he lived in the endless world, and he was no different from ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, and the placement of the people in the gang focused on the rivers and lakes, and few people knew his true identity. But the prince will arrive in Yifan in a few days, and his words will also move, and Shen Yunpeng, the young palace master of Xiling Palace, who suddenly appeared, has something to do with Shen Mo'er secretly, and he doesn't know what he has in mind.
A few days ago, Xiling Palace sent his disciples to Gulang, defected to the general Yuan Jieen, intended to be loyal to the military camp, after the court learned, the ministers rejoiced, the crown celebrated, the right Xiangyuan Mansion is even more busy, the lanterns are colorful, the door is like a city, the grand occasion is unprecedented. Shen Yunpeng came this time, it would be easy to say if he only became famous as a teenager, but if he intends to use the power of the prince to rise to the top, I am afraid it will be a trouble in the future.
The people in the rivers and lakes hope to stand out at the royal hundred chrysanthemum banquet, mostly to test what they have learned for many years, or to make a name for themselves and shine on the lintel. And the court forces similar to the return to the mansion do not want to take this opportunity to slash and burn, the sky is full of peaches and plums, clouds and rain, and hands and eyes are all over the sky. At present, if Lin Yiren does not use the power of the Xuan Palace, it seems that it is difficult to get a glimpse of the whole picture, but the Qi realm is in danger, and there is not even a person around him who can be assured.
Just now, Lin Yiren asked Sheng Ping to personally bring a letter to Shan, just to transfer Xinzhou and Jiang Nuo to Yifan. Qi Jing needs someone to take care of him, and he also needs to send reliable people to come forward to find out the rights and wrongs of the local officialdom.
Although Yifan is not a powerful place in the country, the so-called officialdom has always been inextricably linked, either open or dark. Uncle Wang|Lin Juyao has been self-conscious for many years, accumulating a lot of tools, and he is not without roots here, it is impossible for the power of the Glaive Kingdom to infiltrate the high-ranking officials and Houlu people, as long as the local officials have the heart to support Uncle Wang, there will naturally be people in the court who will speak for Uncle Wang. At that time, even if something unpredictable happened, Emperor Ye might not be so angry that he insisted on charging Uncle Wang with any trumped-up charges.
The wind and clouds are tight, the cold moon is cold, the courtyard is deep, the frost leaves are red, and when Lin Yiren's thoughts are flying, there is a clear figure like jade in the backyard of an inconspicuous fat powder shop in Yifancheng.
"Shizi. "A plain dress in green clothes is shallow under the candle flame, like a thin petal slanted in the night, with a tepid fragrance and nobility.
"Nuan Yu," Yan Xu turned around lightly, "that day, you were ordered to look for a big stone along the Yue River, chisel and engrave words, where is this stone now?"
Nuan Yu lowered his head and said, "'Listen to my voice' The eight-character boulder has been washed at the bottom of the river for more than two years, the handwriting is simple, the texture is natural, like a ghostly axe. ”
"From tomorrow, I will secretly send people to spread the words that the golden body of the Buddha statue in the temple is drenched in the rain, and the larger the scope, the better." ”
Nuan Yu was puzzled, "The Jiuyan Temple is the largest temple in Yifan, there are a lot of believers, and the Buddha statue has a heavy eaves and thick ridges on the golden body, how can it suffer from the rain and sun?"
It is precisely because of this that this matter will be talked about and speculated by the world during the royal hundred chrysanthemum banquet. Yan Xu said.
"Could it be that the prince wants to use the golden body in the rain as a metaphor for the imperial power of the dynasty, so as to shake the hearts of the people?" Nuan Yu said.
Yan Xu shook his head slowly, "Even if the country is fledgling, this plan is not enough to move the country and move the people, not to mention that now the imperial power of the country is in the hands of Emperor Ye?"
"That ......" Nuan Yu stared at the person in front of her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and a trace of imperceptible infatuation flashed in her eyes.
"And the big stone end to end, just set up a bureau. Yanxu explained.
"My subordinates really can't figure out the mystery. Nuan Yu smiled and poured a cup of tea for Yanxu, "The prince will sit down and rest for a while, and Nuan Yu will go back to cook some water chestnuts for you, the last time was also this season, and the subordinates remembered that the prince liked the sweet and sweet taste." ”
"No need. Yan Xu said, "I just came from Hao Ying, and the hour is a little tight today. ”
"Yes. Nuan Yu's eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the deep loss in her eyes.
Yan Xu pretended not to see it, and continued, "You let Lu Sheng find two idle and idle heirs among Lin Juyao's distant relatives for a few days. I'm going to be useful. ”
"Yes. Nuan Yu said softly, "After Lu Sheng arranges it, his subordinates will hang a silver silk handkerchief outside the rouge shop. ”
With a soft hum, he turned around and lifted his robe.
Nuan Yu stared gloomily at the back of Yan Xu's distant voice, and a bleak smile pulled out at the corner of her lips. He didn't know what she wanted, but he wouldn't even give her this moment. For her, he was always so far away, as far away as the moon in the sky, and she could only look up quietly, feeling the clear light without temperature.
The backyard of the East Fence Thatched Cottage is not large, with only two master bedrooms and five guest rooms. Although Lin Yi people are rare to come, but the party is not small at all, and regardless of his own room occupies most of the east wing, just say that the bedroom in the gums, brocade quilts, embroidered quilts, Luo tents, incense burners, desks, tea, vase patterns, although there is no gold and jade inlay, but simple with elegance, revealing the artistic conception of high ease and simplicity, it seems to be more refined than the daily use of wealthy families, at a glance you know that the owner is not an ordinary person.
Zheng Ying lives next door to Lin Yiren, the house is not small, but the interior furnishings are much simpler, the apprentices are not far from home, and they never stay in the hospital, so of the five rooms in the West Chamber, only three are currently used, respectively live in Yanxu, Gu Xiaofan and Qi Jing.
When Lin Yiren returned from the Snow Boat Bridge, the backyard was already pitch black, and from the different breathing sounds, he immediately recognized that Yan Xu was not in the house. Zheng Ying slept very deeply, Gu Xiaofan's breathing was weak, Qi Jing's breath was gentle, almost inaudible, only in the Yanxu room, it seemed to be solidified ice, without the slightest vitality.
Lin Yiren pushed the door into the house, lit the candle, and opened the silk album that Gong Mu Duan had just presented to him.
So far, the total number of applicants for the Royal Hundred Chrysanthemum Banquet is 326, and for the sake of fairness, the list does not register the net worth of any of the participants, only the name, age and use of weapons.
Lin Yiren's slender fingers slid lightly over the silk book...... Wu Xuting, 19 years old, good at swords, Mo Qi, 22 years old, good at swords, Ye Juyang, 20 years old, good at guns, Su Jiman, 18 years old, good at whipping, Xie Ziru, 23 years old, good at swords, Xue Han, 21 years old, good at swords, Ruan Feicheng, 20 years old, good at Yue, Wei Sen, 22 years old, good at sticks, Ying Qian, 21 years old, good at swords, Shen Yunpeng, 20 years old, good at crossbows, Cheng Bei, 23 years old, good at halberds, Bai Jiqing, 22 years old, good at sticking...... Lin Yiren's eyes suddenly froze.
Baifu was silent for four years, and everyone in the court hindered Yuan Muhuai, Yuan Jieen and Bai Xian's past disobedience, and they all avoided the children of Baifu, without any intention of supporting them. This time, Bai Jiqing, who is the second son, suddenly appeared in Yifan, most likely wanting to use the martial arts competition to make a name for himself and reproduce the prestige of his father, but he ...... Lin Yiren frowned slightly, with the current situation of Baifu, how could he get out of the predicament by relying on peerless merit alone? What's more, the old mansion of Guifu was intertwined in Yifan's forces, and Taifu Gui Shinan, who had always been in collusion with Yuan Muhuai, how could Bai Jiqing get what he wanted and win the crown?