Chapter 120: The Return (I)

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In the early morning, the snow has stopped, the roofs and treetops are covered with snow, and there are long icicles hanging under the eaves, shining under the warm sun. Between heaven and earth, it became a world covered in silver.

In a quiet house in the west of Jinling City, a woman, wearing a mink scarf, wears an elegant lilac embroidered gold-rimmed placket jacket, and a one-color pleated long skirt, and a plain white cloak on the outside, like a red plum blooming in the ice and snow.

In the picture-like world, the snow is also enchanting, and the people are also delicate. Such a faint and tranquil beauty was disturbed by a "rustle" of footsteps.

A middle-aged man wearing a navy blue fur jacket walked back. Xu is a perennial rush, so that his face is full of wrinkles like a knife; Under the infestation of wind and frost, the sideburns have turned white.

Before he could speak, the woman asked lightly, "Uncle Wu, you're back." Let's go to the house and talk. As he spoke, he turned around, and his long purple skirt swayed with him, like a purple cloud moving across the white sky. This woman is actually Xueyun.

When he arrived at the house, Xueyun took off the mink scarf and asked Uncle Wu to do it, before asking, "Uncle Wu, how is the matter going?" ”

"Miss, the fifth prince of the Chu State will return tomorrow, it is said that he will go directly through Xuanzhou, pass through Jiangzhou, take Ezhou, and enter Yuezhou, instead of returning from the same way." Uncle Wu said respectfully.

Xueyun brought Uncle Wu a cup of fragrant tea with a small blue and white porcelain bowl, and said thoughtfully: "It's normal for him not to go back to Changsha." If he went to Changsha first, not to mention what Li Jing gave him, he would finally be able to get more in his hands, even the open guns and hidden arrows up and down Changsha would make him unable to dodge. His return to Jingnan is a good way to avoid the limelight for a while. ”

Xue Yun was silent for a while, and then asked, "What does the Jinling community say about this person?" ”

Uncle Wu smiled rarely, and said: "Miss, there are many outrageous evaluations of Ma Yun in the market, some say that this person is unlearned and unskilled, extremely rude, some say that he is addicted to alcohol, fierce and cruel, and some say that he is lustful and bullies men and women; It is also said that he is mean and full of copper smell, which is not bad, and some people also say that he is a good rabbit. Hehe, in short, there is not a good word, even the dozen oil poems he made, are coaxed in the streets: the old man left the Bibo Pavilion in the west, the fireworks went to Bianjing in March, the sea sailed by the helmsman, and the governance of Dachu should be listened to. Uncle Wu said, and shook his head and read it out.

Xueyun laughed out loud, she pursed her lips, and said: "This poem is indeed vulgar, and it is suspected of stealing people's masterpieces, but the intention is not bad." ”

"Miss, aren't you really going to see him? I don't think this person is simple at all. ”

"Li Jing is not defensive against him at all, is he really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" Xueyun frowned, as if asking, as if asking himself.

"Li Jing only knows the wind and snow, and the poetry is right. I'm afraid that this hero is in front of him, and he doesn't have time to look at it. Thinking about Chen Jue, these people are either misbehaving and flattering; or self-serving, arrogant; Or they are jealous and jealous, and they are in charge of party disputes. I'm afraid that the Li family's country is unstable. ”

Xue Yun looked at Uncle Wu, she knew that in the past, Uncle Wu was a great figure between the two Huai, he had extraordinary knowledge, and he must not be taken lightly.

Xue Yun recalled the two experiences she had when she met Ma Yun, and she didn't think this person was so good, she only knew how to eat and drink, and occasionally peeked at her a few times. She asked hesitantly, "Is the news from Jingnan coming back?" ”

"It's back. It was after reading the news from Jingnan that I hurried here. This year's Nanping disaster, no harvest, and the king of Nanping is very exploitative, and the people of Nanping have no money and no food. So, Ma Yun recruited people in Jingnan, opened channels, repaired cities, and repaired official roads, and these people who worked could only produce one person at most per family, replacing wages with rations, although the family could not eat enough, but they could not starve to death. At present, the grain price in Jingnan is stable, although it is not as good as in summer and autumn, it is lower than the grain price in winter in previous years. Some of the people have begun to build new words to worship him, and in Jingnan, this person's prestige has often exceeded that of the king of Chu. In addition, Li Jing promised to send grain, and when the spring of next year is over, this kind of thing will also be available, and the people will be more at ease. Although this person's personality is not well understood, but the hundreds of officials under his account are each with the heart of meritorious service, and when Jingnan is stabilized, he will inevitably go south to plot the throne, once he becomes the king of Chu, it will be a matter of time before Chu and Tang fight the army. The hatred of our family and country can be avenged. ”

Xueyun looked at the burning fire in the corner of the wall faintly, and muttered, "Uncle Wu, do you remember how my second uncle died?" ”

Wu Bo said hatefully: "Zhou Ben, that bastard, usually... ”

Xueyun cut off and said: "No wonder Lord Zhou, hey, after seeing Ma Yun, what can we say to him?" Without any practical benefit, we want him to take the blame for us. The second uncle has already been wrong once, and we can't be wrong again. ”

Wu Boleng paused for a moment, and then said, "We can... ”

Xue Yun smiled: "I know what you want to say, but do you think Ma Yun will turn against Li Jing and them now?" No, even if he wants to turn his face, he has to wait until he really becomes the king of Chu, and during the days when he seeks the king of Chu, we can't help him with anything. Rather than this, it is better to wait for him to become the king of Chu, and then we will go to him. ”

"However, now that his power is weak, if we help him now, we will benefit greatly in the future?" Wu Bo retorted.

Xue Yun smiled: "Uncle Wu, do you think Ma Yun can take a fancy to our money?" As for others, Ma Yun is the love of the king of Chu, although he is far away in Jingnan, but in Changsha there must be eyes and ears, to pass on news, people are no worse than us... As for the rest ... I'm afraid that we are more than willing to help each other, and our strength is insufficient. ”

Ma Yun, who was at the post station, didn't know that someone was talking about him behind his back, and he was happily commanding people to pack up their things and prepare to set off. In accordance with the requirements of noble and high-grade grades, with the emperor's younger brother Li Jingsui as the leader, a large number of officials such as Feng Yansi, Zhou Zong, and Cha Wenhui came to see him off. At the ten-mile long pavilion outside the city, Ma Yun said goodbye to Li Tang's senior officials one by one, welcomed them to come to Jingnan to guide the work when they had a good time, and repeatedly expressed that he was full of confidence in the future of Chu Tang. At this farewell meeting based on reality and looking forward to the future, Ma Yun deliberately recommended a reader to Feng Yansi in a low voice - Fan Ruoshui, saying that he was brilliant and asked Feng Xiang to take care of him on his behalf, and Feng Yansi also agreed with a smile. And Zhou Zong also told Ma Yun in a low voice that after arriving in Jiangzhou, he must visit Zhang's family and finalize the marriage. His words flickered, as if revealing that Mrs. Zhou and Zhang Qian had returned to Jiangzhou in advance, waiting for him to arrive.

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