Xiao Yiyi sent Yang Zhao, the king of Jin, away and returned to the attic, at this time Luo Zhaoyun was already full and drunk, and when he saw the return of Yiren, he was ready to get up and say goodbye. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Now that the gate has been closed, and the streets of the city are curfew, it is inconvenient to enter and exit, so why don't you stay in Yiyi Mansion tonight."

Luo Zhaoyun was stunned for a moment, although he had an official with him, and he could not be affected by the curfew, but the door was closed, and it was still very troublesome to enter and exit at night. ”

Xiao Yiyi smiled and said: "It should be, Yiyi left you for dinner, delayed time, naturally you have to live here, there are a few rooms in this attic, just let Xiuying clean up one later." ”

Luo Zhaoyun nodded, sat down with Xiao Yiyi, and under the candlelight, the snowy skin of the beautiful woman was white and red, delicate and colorful.

Next, Xiao Yiyi relayed the words of Yang Zhao, the king of Jin just now, and wanted to know what Luo Zhaoyun thought.

"Don't worry, Master Luo, you help me get out of the predicament, I have sincerely been a friend of you, the King of Jin solicits intentions, it all depends on your heart, whether you are willing, how to reply, don't mind too much, I will maneuver for you, I will not offend the King of Jin." Xiao Yiyi said.

The shadow of the tree, the name of the person, Luo Zhaoyun couldn't imagine that he was already famous in and out of the capital, and some people began to notice him, and he wanted to be cultivated and regarded as a member of the whirlpool of seizing the heir.

However, Luo Zhaoyun knows very well that Yang Zhao is a person who does not live long, and he died of illness in the second year of Daye, whether he died of illness or was killed, it is difficult to say, in short, his life is very short, if he takes refuge in him, he will have no future.

The entire Great Sui has no future, and Luo Zhaoyun doesn't want to fall into the party struggle in advance.

"Don't hide the girl, my Luo family for several generations, not involved in party disputes, grandfather, father are neutral camps, I dare not violate the family motto, in addition, my year is not weak, the future is unknown, and I don't want to be involved too early, fetters myself, now I can have such an achievement, it is an accident, in the next few years, I want to study and practice martial arts in the capital, and I don't plan to fight in the official career, so no matter who recruits, I have no intention of participating."

After listening to this, Xiao Yiyi nodded slightly, understanding what he meant, in fact, she didn't want 'Luo Cheng' to participate in it, after all, she was still young and not suitable for party struggle in advance.

During her two years in the capital, she saw the intricate relationship between the gate valves in the capital, in addition to the eight top gate valves of the Great Sui, there are many first-class and second-rate gate valves, and the entire Guanlong aristocracy involved hundreds of families, some of them are branches of the same clan, and some are of different races, because of the marriage relationship, promotion relationship, diner relationship, etc., they are invisibly implicated, and it is difficult to filter out their real relationship.

It can be said that the forces in the capital are intricate, and if there is no background and power, it is possible that it will be crushed and shattered as soon as it jumps out.

Xiao Yiyi said: "I understand what Luo Gongzi meant, don't worry, when the time is right, I will convey it to King Jin, however, King Jin's people are good, Corporal Lixian, even if Luo Gongzi does not plan to work for him, but this person is also handy, if he sends someone to find you in the future, when you can communicate, although it doesn't hurt to communicate." ”

Luo Zhaoyun nodded, this can be done.

"Don't talk about this, Yiyi usually writes a lot of poems, and I want to ask Master Luo for advice." After Xiao Yiyi got up, she entered the inner xuan, and after a while, she took out some paper manuscripts and a book, which were the poems and lyrics she had written in the past few years.

Luo Zhaoyun complained bitterly in his heart, although he could recite some Tang poems and Song lyrics that had been handed down from generation to generation, but the literary level was really not high, although in the past four years, under the teaching of Mr. Teaching, he also turned over some classic ancient books, Spring and Autumn Zuo Biography, and Zhuzi articles, but he was not much interested, and he also learned to swallow dates.

It is conceivable that next, Luo Zhaoyun had a great headache, looked at the poems written by Xiao Yiyi, listened to the beautiful woman explain the deep meaning of what she wrote, and pretended to be an expert here.

Fortunately, although his own level of poetry is not high, the level of appreciation is still very strong, after all, he has more than a thousand years of vision, the inheritance and development of culture, he knows that his vision is naturally high, but he can say some novel insights, which makes Xiao Yiyi amazed.

This poetry exchange, talking by candle and night, was about to reach the middle of the night, and Luo Zhaoyun was able to get out and go to the next room to rest.

Xiao Yiyi obviously hasn't talked about it yet, but in the middle of the night, lonely men and widows are not easy to get along all night.

When Luo Zhaoyun went to sleep, she was still reminiscing, the communication in the first half of the night, she felt very comfortable, relaxed, and the free flow of thoughts, the other party's thinking, novel and unique, and full of wisdom, views on the past, the present and the future, many things, are colorful, and the career is unique, which makes Xiao Yiyi very admirable.

"I hate not to be born a few years late, and continue to have a fateful ......" Xiao Yiyi sighed softly, even she couldn't figure out her own thoughts.

………

Early the next morning, Luo Zhaoyun left Xiao Yiyi's Xiaozhu Mansion and returned to his residence.

Since it would take at least a month to send a letter from the capital to Youzhou, wait for Ning Muhe to receive the letter, and then prepare to send people to carry supplies into Beijing, and he calculated the days, and it would not be until mid-September that people from Youzhou could come.

At present, the Double Ninth Festival, it seems that I can only pass it by myself, and see how magnificent the prosperous era of the Great Sui will be during the Renshou period?

In the next few days, Luo Zhaoyun went to the Changlinmen station on an errand, went back to Luofu to visit his grandfather, and visited Gongsun Mansion alone, passed the time, and moved the relationship in a small area.

Now the relationship between Luo Zhaoyun and the eldest grandson Wuji is getting better and better, the age difference between each other is four years, and they can talk about it very well, after getting along, the eldest grandson Wuji feels more and more that Luo Zhaoyun's talents and insights, martial arts and riding skills are far superior to him, and he is convinced, and begins to seriously ask him for advice and become a good partner.

There is only one day left before the Double Ninth Festival, and on both sides of the main street of Daxing City, there are chrysanthemum potted plants, a golden color.

The fragrance of flowers strikes people, and there are yellow chrysanthemums all over the city, and the festive atmosphere is very strong.

This Double Ninth Festival has been formed as early as the Warring States Period, and since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the atmosphere of Double Ninth Festival has become increasingly strong, and it has been chanted by literati and artists.

There was no Mid-Autumn Festival in the Great Sui Dynasty, so in the middle of autumn, the Double Ninth Festival was a grand festival.

In the golden autumn of September, the sky is high and cool, so many people in the city want to travel to enjoy the scenery, climb high and overlook, as well as watch chrysanthemums, plant dogwoods all over the place, eat chongyang cakes, drink chrysanthemum wine and other activities.

Folks believe that the ninth day of the ninth month of September is also a day of evil, many disasters and difficulties, so during the Chung Yeung Festival, people like to wear dogwood to ward off evil spirits and seek good fortune.

Quchifang, just in the southeast corner of Chang'an City, is connected with a hibiscus pond on the edge of the city, there are very few residents here, many mountain pavilions, pavilions, gardens are built here by the imperial court, there are still some Taoist temples and Buddhist temples, it is a place with excellent scenery.

The Chung Yeung Festival is held here, and the stage has been set up many days in advance, such as juju, polo, tea shop, chess club and other venues, and many vendors have also come here to sell their goods, which is quite lively.