Text Chapter 147 Snubbing the Idle (1)

The border passes are in flames and smoke, and the soldiers are fighting bloodily. The Yongchang imperial capital sang and danced, and there were crowds of people everywhere who went out to enjoy the spring.

It has been more than a month since he entered Beijing, and Jiang Anyi is used to the life of an "idler", and in addition to teaching Fan Zhichang and Shishi, he has a lot of remaining time every day.

Fan Shiben was too busy to stay at home all day, which made Jiang Anyi embarrassed to stay at home every day, as long as he had money, the imperial capital never lacked places to consume, and making teahouses, eating restaurants, listening and rapping, and watching juggling became Jiang Anyi's way to pass the time.

However, Qinglou Jiang Anyi never went, Yu Qingle asked him to go to Anyi Fang Manchun Courtyard many times, last September Xiang'er girl relied on Jiang Anyi's writing of the word "Threshold Chrysanthemum Sorrow Yanlan Weeping Dew", won the "June Lotus" among the twelve flowers, the name is blazing, and even the business with Manchun Courtyard is also booming, and Xiang'er who lives in the dust is even more rare.

Yu Qingle's infatuation with Miss Li'er did not change, and he patted his chest and boasted that Haikou would definitely ask Jiang Anyi to write the first words for her, so that Li'er could beat Xiang'er in the lottery in September this year. It's just that Jiang Anyi refused to go to the Qinglou again, which made Yu Qingle sigh and cry out, and really wanted to tie Jiang Anyi up.

To be precise, Jiang Anyi is still doing one thing with his heart. After dispersing, Jiang Anyi often walked around the imperial city, hoping to meet Xinfei or Siyu and others. The location of King Ning's Mansion has long been familiar to his chest, the Yamen of Longwei Mansion is located on the west side of King Ning's Mansion, and the surrounding red walls and blue tiles, magnificently different buildings are different, the blue-gray façade of Longwei Yamen reveals the smell of not approaching people, Jiang Anyi has passed in front of the door many times, and he really can't muster up the courage to enter the Yamen to ask Xinfei's news.

At this moment, Xin Fei is far away in Tianli Mountain, Bingzhou, six hundred miles away, and the sect of Caidiemen is in Tianli Mountain. The long stone steps are like a ladder to the sky, the mountain wind is cold, blowing the colorful clothes on the body and fluttering, looking from afar, it is like a group of fairies are climbing to the sky.

Du Yiyi looked at Xin Fei beside him with satisfaction, called master and apprentice love like mother and daughter, her hard work was not in vain, Fei'er became the saint of Caidiemen, today will be taught by the master of the door The highest heart method of the "Heart Sutra of the Maiden", in the future, Caidiemen will be carried forward in the hands of Fei'er.

Watching the senior sister step into the gate of heaven, a burst of white mist surged, and the figure of the senior sister disappeared into the mist. Siyu was not only happy for her senior sister, but also a little worried in her heart, she didn't tell her senior sister about Jiang Gongzi's entry into Beijing. At that time, the senior sister was at a critical juncture, and Siyu didn't want to distract the senior sister, and she didn't know whether it was right or wrong.

On the first day of the first month of April, the day of the pilgrimage, officials above the ninth rank had to make a pilgrimage, and Jiang Anyi knelt down far away in the middle of the official stream, shouting "long live" three times. From the six-grade ceremonial department member Wailang, it is not a little bigger than sesame, and the shallow scarlet official uniform is inconspicuous among hundreds of people.

is too far away from the Son of Heaven, and the words of the bigwigs in the court are faint, and they can't be heard clearly at all. Jiang Anyi was not used to getting up early, stood for a while, felt drowsy, and glanced around, most of the people around him were like this.

Suddenly, there was a cheer in the court, and the red and purple official uniforms in front began to kneel, and the shallow scarlet and green robes in the back followed suit, and shouted: "Congratulations to the saint, long live." ”

The laughter of the Son of Heaven was very loud, and even if he was standing at the end of the line, Jiang Anyi could still feel the joy of the saint, and the people beside him inquired in each other's ears. Jiang Anyi's ears and eyes were dexterous, and when he heard the words "Huangshaguan Victory", it turned out that he had defeated the Northern Desert.

The Son of Heaven attaches great importance to military merits, and I don't know what reward this lucky general will get. The bigwigs of the six departments entered the Zichen Palace, and Jiang Anyi dispersed with the people and came to his own public office in the Ministry of Rites.

Spring is coming, and the sunlight shines through the window lattice in front of the public hall and shines on several pots of flowers and plants, making the originally gloomy public hall full of vitality. Tian Shuling did not eat much of Jiang Yuanwailang's wine and food on weekdays, and served him diligently, cleaning the public office for Jiang Yuanwailang every day, the tables, chairs, and cupboards were spotless, and he also brought a few pots of flowers and plants from home.

Brewing the Anlong tea brought by Shangjiang Yuanwailang, Tian Shuling took a deep breath, the tea was fragrant, and Tian Shuling was full of intoxication. Since I overheard Jiang Anyi mention this tea Mingpu Temple Master Guangming's favorite, Tian Shuling has regarded it as a treasure, as if he was close to the Buddha after drinking a sip of tea.

Drinking tea and chatting with Jiang Anyi every day has become Tian Shuling's biggest task. With Erlang's legs crossed, his goatee pinched, and his eyes squinted, Tian Shuling was physically and mentally drunk. Since the arrival of the Jiang Yuanwailang, Tian Shuling's life has been good, and the originally thin goat face has a tendency to develop towards a pig's head.

It was dark in front of the door, and Lieutenant General Liu Lang blocked the sunlight that shot into the room, Tian Shuling was startled, quickly put down the teacup in his hand, and slipped out in a daze. Jiang Anyi knew that Liu Langzhong didn't like him, so he didn't bother to deal with it, so he asked himself: "Liu Langzhong, is there something?" ”

Liu Langzhong said "um" with a gloomy face, and said, "Lord Shangshu asked you to go?" ”