Wanhua Imperial Capital, outside Qingde Gate.

An old man put his hands on the pergola and looked anxiously into the distance, as if waiting for someone.

The sunset is slanting, the market has been scattered, this Qingde Gate is located in the east of the imperial capital, and there are no passing guests.

The old man waited for a while, and a low twilight drum sounded in the city, and the guards at the city gate began to wave loudly and shout: "The time is approaching, and the city gate will fall." The old man knew that it was time to close the city gate, and sighed bitterly: "Alas, son, you are going to kill me in a hurry." ”

A few geese passed by on the top, crying out a bit of autumn. The imperial capital was dyed with afterglow, a pale golden piece.

The capital of Wanhua Emperor is the capital of Gyeonggi of Cangwu Kingdom. It is as famous as Taiye City in the Bihai Kingdom and Shakoye City in the Imuran Kingdom, and is known as the three major capitals in the world. It's just that Taiye City is on the water, Shakeye City is hidden in the desert, this Wanhua Emperor is built on a mountain, because the soil and water in the city are beautiful, so that the ancient trees are all over the place, the green shade is towering to the sky, so it is called the Wanhua Emperor Capital.

There are poems and clouds: leaning on the cliff and thousands of rocks, overlooking the wind on three sides.

The twilight is deep, the sun is about to set, and the city gate is already half-hidden. At this time, a ride of smoke and dust suddenly rushed in the distance, and in a short time it had galloped to the gate of the city. The old man saw it clearly, turned his sorrow into joy, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the bridle, and said nonefactorily: "Son, you can come back." The old man is dying. ”

The young man on the horse was tall, but there was still a bit of childishness in his expression. He didn't get off the horse after hearing this, he took off the leather gloves on his hands, wiped the sweat on his forehead and asked, "Uncle Kang, what's wrong?" ”

"The master invited the master to come to the house to discuss matters, and also named the prince to go with you."

"Since the Taishi and Uncle are discussing serious matters, what do you want me to do...", the man pondered for a while, and then asked, "Which Taishi is it?" Left Taishi or Right Taishi? ”

"I heard that it's the right Taishi, hey, son, don't ask so much, let's go first. The old slave's horse was slow, and he slowly turned back. After finishing speaking, he pouted at the two sturdy family members on the left and right, signaling to follow.

When the young man heard that it was the right master, his face was relieved, and he said, "Drive!" ”

The horse neighed a few times, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

There is a Yanbo Street in the southeast corner of the imperial capital of Wanhua, most of which are shops selling pen and ink in the study, although it is a market, it is very quiet. There are also a few dim sum shops at the head of the street, some of which are shouting, and the further you go, the quieter it becomes. At the end of the street, there was only a pair of large blue stone lions standing in front of a large mansion.

Ye Zhiqiu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, was the most happy and quiet in his life, and he didn't want to get too close to other ministers when he saw this house. The supreme imperial palace Zhangren Palace and the Taishi Mansion are both on the west side of the imperial capital, and the rest of the ministers are also fighting to put the house close to the side with the intention of being close to the water.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu was standing in front of the door, pacing with his back hand, frowning.

From time to time, the young man who had ridden a horse came galloping with two family members. Seeing Ye Zhiqiu, he immediately rolled off the saddle, "Uncle, I'm late." Let me change my clothes for a moment. ”

Ye Zhiqiu sighed and helped him up: "Xiaochen, where did you go to play again." Don't talk about it yet, your aunt has taken her clothes to the room under the side door, so you can go and change them. After saying that, he got into the car first.

After a cup of tea, the young man came in the car again, and without waiting to sit down, he asked diligently: "Uncle, are we going to see the right master?" ”

"Well, the Taishi ordered me to go over to discuss the matter of His Royal Highness the Prince's envoy to the Bihai Kingdom, and said that I haven't seen you for a long time since I got sick, and I want to see you. Uncle knows that since you were a child, the right master has favored you and is willing to teach you knowledge. But he is the master of the court after all, and you must not lose your courtesy later. ”

Xiaochen hurriedly lowered his eyes, but he couldn't hide his secret joy in his heart.

Xiaochen's surname is Su, his parents died early, and his mother entrusted her one-year-old son to her younger brother before she died, and she has been raised in the house since then. Ye Zhiqiu has no children under his knees, only one daughter, named Ye Yin, and Su Xiaochen grew up together, Ye Zhiqiu treats this nephew as his own, so everyone in the house is called a son.

The right Taishi in the mouths of the two is Mu Yunyou, the descendant of the Mu Yun clan of the founding father of Cangwu ----.

This Muyun clan has been famous for its ability to make good decisions since ancient times, and it has been the emperor's think tank since before the opening of the Cangwu Kingdom. In those years, the former dynasty was chaotic, and the princes from all over the country rose up and chased the deer in the world. Among them, the Li family of Mianzhou made suggestions before the Muyun family entered the account, and achieved the imperial industry in only three years after conquering the city. After the Li family opened the dynasty, he also knew that most of it was due to the talent of the Muyun family. Therefore, in the past hundred years, successive kings have appointed their descendants to serve as Taishi and confer high positions to show their dependence.

Speaking of this, there are countless conspirators in the world, and there are many people who can scheming and tacting. But Mu Yun's strategy is not only better than surprise, but also better at no flaws, and there are some reasons for this.

This should start with Mu Yun's children.

Since ancient times, the Muyun clan has had one twin or three births. Whenever multiple children are born, they are often gifted and have the same heart. When making suggestions, several brothers first come up with a plan, and then deduce from each other to make it leaky, so Mu Yun's strategy has never been a one-person strategy.

It is passed down to the last generation that the three brothers Mu Yunduo, Mu Yunxuan, and Mu Yunxi, who are famous in the world for "a moment of ink fragrance, and there is no last resort", are good at planning, good judgment, and good divination respectively. The brothers of the three children like to study ink when they are strategizing, and they deduce it after studying a spoonful of water. By the time the ink fills the room, it is often a decisive victory thousands of miles away.

Therefore, the Taishi of Cangwu Kingdom has never been alone, and it is the twin sons of the former Taishi Mu Yunduo Mu Yunyou and Mu Yunzuo who have been passed to this dynasty, known as the Right Taishi and the Left Taishi.

According to the ancestral system inherited by the Muyun clan, in the past hundred years, there has been no house in the house, and there is only one Taishi Mansion, but there are two brothers living at the same time.

The Ye Mansion is remote, and the Taishi Mansion is close to the palace, and this way has fully surrounded most of the Wanhua Emperor. When they arrived at the front of the house, it was already the time to hold the lamp, and the people were hanging up twelve golden auspicious cloud lanterns, reflecting the sixty-three brass door nails on the door of the house.

"Meet the Master." Ye Zhiqiu took a deep look, and Su Xiaochen behind him was also busy bowing down.

Mu Yunyou leaned on the Taishi chair and didn't get up, looking a little weak, and only stretched out his hand to signal:

"Ye Shangshu doesn't have to be polite, please sit down and talk."

Mu Yunyou is forty and seven, and it stands to reason that he has not yet passed the peak of a man, but he looks as weak as a dead leaf, his face is pale, and his eyes are deeply sunken, like an old man of sixty or seventy years old.

He looked at Su Xiaochen behind Ye Zhiqiu, his face showed a little joy, and he beckoned to him. Su Xiaochen was still restrained at first, standing behind honestly and not daring to speak, seeing Mu Yunyou waving at him, he was so happy that he immediately forgot Ye Zhiqiu's instructions. He took a few steps forward, knelt down on one knee, held Mu Yunyou's hand and said, "Uncle You, the child can be regarded as seeing you." ”

Mu Yunyou reached out to touch Su Xiaochen's head, but he couldn't reach it, and muttered, "You have grown taller again...... Most of my Cangwu disciples are short and slender, and it is really rare to see someone as majestic as Chen'er. It can be described as standing out from the crowd and outstanding. After speaking, his face sank, and he asked again: "How is your homework these days, but there is a greedy game that only cares about riding a horse?" ”

Su Xiaochen obediently shrank his head and said: "Although the child likes to ride a horse, he will never dare to delay the homework assigned by Uncle You. ”

"Oh. What is the problem, and let's hear it? Mu Yunyou hadn't talked to Su Xiaochen for a long time, and he seemed very interested.

Su Xiaochen opened his mouth and recited: "The child reads that 'the husband is successful in using power, defeated in plotting, hungry for far loss, thirsty for bowing to the well......" Suddenly he heard his uncle Ye Zhiqiu coughing, and he woke up to the meaning of not letting him read it again, so he looked at Ye Zhiqiu, and then looked at Mu Yunyou, and the momentum in his mouth gradually decreased.

Mu Yunyou was stunned, suddenly smiled, and said, "Chen'er, wait for your uncle to finish talking to your uncle and then listen to you carefully." He turned his head to Ye Zhiqiu and said, "I invited Lord Ye to come today, not because of him, but because I want to discuss the matter of His Royal Highness the Prince's envoy to Bihai Country this time." ”

Ye Zhiqiu was sitting for a while, "I don't know what the master has to say." ”

Mu Yunyou said slowly: "The Bihai Kingdom and my Cangwu Kingdom are separated by a strip of water, and they have been friends for generations. In recent decades, in order to reject the Imuram country, they have relied on each other and relied on each other. Since the beginning of the dynasty, envoys have been sent to each other every five years to show their peace. This time, His Royal Highness the Holy Crown Prince personally led the delegation to go, which was no more than in previous years, and it had the meaning of carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future, and the whole dynasty attached great importance to it. However, my physical strength is not good, and the matter of the envoy is entrusted to the Zuo Taishi, and the saint has sent people to ask me several times, but I don't know about it, I am really ashamed. ”

When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he comforted him warmly: "The master is too serious. Over the years, the Taishi has worked hard for political affairs, and he has been ill. At the moment, it is necessary to recuperate in peace and mind, and the Zuo Taishi has already instructed his subordinates to double the number of gifts compared with previous years, and increase the number of envoys to seventy-two, in order to show the holy will. ”

"Lord Ye has always been meticulous in handling affairs, and he is all at ease."

Ye Zhiqiu listened to Mu Yunyou's tone as if he was still unsatisfied, and asked softly, "What does the Grand Master feel is wrong?" ”

"There's nothing wrong, there's nothing...", Mu Yunyou waved his hand and stopped: "It's just... Recently, the insider heard that the envoy Bihai occasionally mentioned homesickness......"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly, his heart was clear, and replied: "Her Royal Highness Princess Yinquan is the royal sister of the current Holy Lord of the Bihai Kingdom, and she has been married to me in the Cangwu Kingdom for twenty-four years. If the prince thinks it is appropriate, the lower official will play the holy hearing tomorrow, and ask Her Royal Highness the princess to join the mission and visit the mother country. ”

Ye Zhiqiu has been in the Ministry of Rites for more than 20 years, and his heart is like a mirror for this. At that time, the Imulan Kingdom waved its army south to invade the blue sea, and the momentum was like a tiger and wolf, thanks to the golden mountain strategy of the Mu Yun clan to help the blue sea country retreat from the enemy and break the siege. In order to thank you, Bihai Kingdom married Princess Yinquan to Mu Yunyou, and the matchmaker was Ye Zhiqiu.

The matter of saving relatives is not a big deal, but entering the mission of the envoy Bihai is a business trip, which is related to the national system. Mu Yunyou and Princess Yinquan are husband and wife, and they should avoid suspicion in this matter, he is very cautious on weekdays, and it is not easy to play if he wants to come, and it is not easy to discuss it in the court, so please come to the mansion to talk about it.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but smile, in fact, Mu Yunyou was a master, why was it so. If it is replaced by his younger brother Mu Yunzuo, I am afraid that a piece of paper will be sent directly to the Ministry of Rites to order it to be established, where will there be any verbosity.