Chapter 145: Bitterness in Jane
"Yuefu Cheng is trying to burn those simple strategies as much as possible to avoid trouble." He felt his throat very dry, and took a sip of wine to moisten his lips.
"Father, you can't burn it! How can the poetry collection left over from the previous dynasty be burned, it is ridiculous for Yuefu Cheng to do this. Hong furrowed his slender eyebrows, his face steaming with anger.
There was silence all around, only the candles reflected on the wall were dancing.
Hong lowered his voice, "My daughter just can't figure it out, what those poetry collections tell is what happened in the previous dynasty, what can hinder her?" For example, the smoke is everywhere today, but the imperial court is busy with internal strife and refuses to work together to the outside world, which is really chilling. Our noble concubine has changed, she was a female general who galloped thousands of miles, shrouded in horse leather, and made great achievements for the Great Jin Dynasty, and then look at what she has done now, she is burying the foundation of the Yuan and Jin Dynasty, and what is the difference between those ministers who play with power. ”
She pressed her father's hand to raise the glass again, "Father, you still refuse to tell your daughter the reason for her revival of Yuefu, you know it in your heart, but you don't want to tell me." She understood the reason why her father refused to sue her for fear of implicating her.
"Not only in the past, but also in the present. You think too simply, Yuefu is not reviving at all, but has come to the end of the road, the noble concubine is going to borrow the knife of Yuefu to kill people, and use the mouth of Li Min to build momentum for her ambitions. You Chengcheng's eyes turned red with excitement. It may be tired, it may be drunk, but it is not crying, he rarely cries.
You Yicheng saw it very clearly, "The mediocre name of the abolished emperor probably came from her, and only in this way can she become famous and gain the power to be justified." The end of the abolished emperor is like this, for the one who is sitting in the mirror hall now, how will she end......" He leaned into his daughter's ear. "Sitting in that position is her lifelong dream."
"Father." The moment she heard the truth, Hong couldn't accept it, the Fan Guifei in her heart was a heroine, not a rebel.
"She let Her Majesty come to Yuefu, aren't you afraid of revealing her intentions?"
You Yicheng didn't answer, just looked at the fan. The mottled shadows of the trees were reflected on it, shaking messily. "Don't let it rain." He seemed to be talking to himself.
Hong followed his gaze. The wind stopped, and the rain began to fall.
It was completely night. There was another sound in the middle of the room, and after sitting with You Yicheng for a while, the couple also got up and said goodbye.
"Emerald Pipe." You Cheng suddenly called.
The man who didn't speak much turned his head and rolled his sleeves and said, "Father still has something to explain?" ”
"You don't have to go to the front tomorrow. Just practice in the classroom. ”
"Yes. The child understands. He bowed respectfully and exited the room with his wife.
It rained all night, and it didn't stop until the early morning of the next day, and the Yuefu flower garden was full of the smell of grass and leaves mixed with earth.
Yuan Lingjun, who had been carrying it all night, was completely embarrassed, it was useless to eat in the morning, he hurriedly took a few bites of lunch, went to the official office to check Jian Ce, and came back with a stomach.
As soon as Lu Yaoxue stepped into the garden, she saw that her face was as black as the bottom of a pot. "Who made us unhappy?"
"I'm too boring as an emperor, and I'm going to be angry when I read a few volumes of Yuefu poems."
Yuan Lingjun kicked and strode forward. Huo Min followed step by step.
"Gassing and dissipating, vomiting with them all day long." Lu Yaoxue fanned her and cared, "Have you ever eaten?" ”
Yuan Lingjun touched his stomach and swallowed his saliva. Not to mention, I'm a little hungry, "I didn't use much for lunch." ”
"I just asked casually, I really haven't eaten enough." Saying that, Lu Yaoxue pinned the waist fan back to her belt, "Don't touch it, let's go, let's go to the kitchen to have a look." ”
The rest of the things are small, the hungry stomach is big, and when Yuan Ling is extremely hungry, all the worries disappear.
The two of them walked quickly, throwing the chubby Huo Min so that they couldn't see the figure.
Near the kitchen is a bamboo forest, at this moment, the smoke above is straight into the green clouds, and below is a pile of burning fire, several musicians are wiping their sweat with their sleeves on the wall, and they can't stop throwing bamboo slips into the fire.
There was no one in the kitchen, and Yan food was boiling in the pot.
Yuan Lingjun stood in front of the window, watching the movements in the bamboo forest, puffing out his cheeks a little strangely, and continued to nibble on steamed cakes.
"Eat slowly, no one will fight with you." Lu Yaoxue funnily pressed her agitated cheeks.
"It's not annoying." Yuan Lingjun wrinkled his facial features, slapped his hand away with one claw, and rubbed the oil on his cuff with the trend.
"Yuan Liu, don't you like meat the most? There's beef breast and cooked meat here, so don't just eat bread. Lu Yaoxue took the cooked meat out of the pot, skillfully sliced it, and brought it to her on a large plate.
"Look over there, what are they burning?" Yuan Lingjun directly picked up a piece of meat with his fingers and fed it into his mouth, chewing it heavily.
"Just look at it." Seeing that she ate deliciously, Lu Yaoxue couldn't help but eat a few slices after all, it was really fragrant.
After a while, the two of them divided up the large plate of cooked beef breast, each grabbed the ashes of plants and trees to wash their hands, and after eating enough, the two came out of the kitchen refreshed, and sat under the tree for a while.
The bamboo forest fire is burning more and more, and people are constantly transporting it to this side, Yuan Lingjun was curious, walked over, and saw a few people dressed as musicians sending the bundled bamboo slips into the fire, and he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
She pulled out a scroll and opened it to look at it. It's all messy, Legong's class sketch. Even after flipping through a few volumes, she lost patience.
Lu Yaoxue also said: "There's nothing to see, let's go." ”
Passing by the dusty book pavilion for a long time, Yuan Lingjun stopped and thought about it, the book pavilion must be a collection of books, it is better to go in and take a look, maybe there will be an unexpected gain.
After making up his mind, he commanded Huo Min, "You are guarding outside, and you are not allowed to follow." ”
"Majesty!" Huo Min was extremely embarrassed, and he looked like he wanted to cry.
Seeing that he was unwilling, Yuan Lingjun immediately blackened his face, "What, I don't want to, I don't want to follow up." He craned his neck and pushed the door open.
The dust rushed towards the two of them like an overwhelming place, Lu Yaoxue fanned it, standing at the door and still thinking about whether to come in, Yuan Lingjun over there had already flipped through a volume of Jian Ce, and sat on the low couch under the bookshelf with interest.
Lu Yaoxue cautiously moved in, stood still behind Yuan Lingjun, and her gaze fell between the words, "...... When hugging, there is no clothes, there is no inside, and the door is closed. When the orphans come to the city, they can't get up from crying. He gasped in disbelief, "No clothing, no food. ”
"And this." Yuan Lingjun took the one next to him and read, "Go out of the east gate and don't care about returning." Come to the beginning, sad and sad. There is no bucket of rice storage in Anzhong, and there is no hanging clothes on the shelf. Draw the sword and go to the east gate, and the mother in the house is holding her clothes and crying. It's ridiculous that the king of a country can only get a glimpse of the truth here. (To be continued.) )