The moon is in the sky, and the stars are shining.

Out of the west of Chang'an City, at a glance, there is a big tent stretching for several miles by the Weishui, with flowers and bonfires everywhere, and the river and the camp are imprinted with a fiery red.

Closer, with the smell of barbecued game in your nose and the sound of silk and bamboo in your ears, the ruling class of the Han Dynasty gathered to celebrate the birthday of the supreme emperor.

The perimeter of the camp was heavily guarded and stretched all the way to the upper reaches of Weishui, so that no one could poison the water and wipe out the magnates.

After flashing the bronze seal of his identity, Han Yan entered the camp alone and shuttled between the large tents that stretched one after another, looking for his grandfather Han Yandang.

"Yo, isn't this Yan Shizi?" The voice sounded from behind, full of ridicule between the lines.

Han Yan turned his head when he heard the voice, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he also replied jokingly: "It turned out to be the son of Yan Shizi, and the Gong Gao Marquis is goodbye, don't come unharmed." ”

As soon as Liu Yan saw his smile, his heart suddenly burst out for no reason, only half a year had passed since the transgression, and he hadn't forgotten that he had a handle in the hands of others, but he still couldn't hide his schadenfreude, "Yan Shizi looks like he's looking for someone, won't he be looking for your grandfather Gong Gaohou?" ”

"Huh?" Han Yan raised his eyebrows.

Liu Yan: "You should go to the big tent at the end to find it, there is a small pasture there, where pigs and sheep are raised in captivity for the princes to barbecue and eat, maybe the Marquis of Gong is there." Liu Yan pointed to the back of the big tent that spread for several miles.

"Oh? You know he's there? Han Yanhu was suspicious.

"Iwashiko will know when he goes." Liu Yan said playfully.

Han Yan felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he only hesitated and walked back, as Liu Yan said, grandpa Han Yan was really here, but the situation was not good.

The moonlight was hazy, the flames on the bonfire were crackling, the aroma of fatty barbecue was overflowing, and the Weishui River was sparkling and burning like a sea of fire. ”

"This camp is for the King of Jiyin, and if you move the big tent here, it will block his tent door, how can people pass through?" Shaofu God put his hands in his sleeves, and his face was fearless.

The Shaofu organization is huge, and he is responsible for the birthday of Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty, and the accounts of the princes are also arranged by him.

Han Yandang's face darkened, King Jiyin is the son of Liu Wu, King of Liang, and the grandson of Empress Dowager Dou, although Liu Wu hung up, but there is still a grandmother who hurts, and his status is naturally higher than that of him, a prince, and it is self-inflicted humiliation to compete with him, "Then where is my big account distributed?" ”

"You're assigned to the last tent." Shaofu God raised his hand and pointed to the end of the stretching tent, and saw a herd of pigs and sheep swaying in the distance.

Han Yan gritted his teeth with hatred, "That's where people live?" Next to it is the pigsty, flies and insects are flying all over the sky, saying that it is a tent, and there is not even a place to settle in it, are you deliberately humiliating me? ”

"Don't dare, Gong Gaohou has a noble status, how dare I humiliate you, but the big tent is scarce, why don't you go and talk to Your Majesty, or talk to King Yan, and let them give you the big tent?"

"You ......" Han Yu wanted to kill people, but he also understood.

According to the royal etiquette, the big tents of the night banquet are large and small, and the front row is full of huge tents, the first is the emperor's, the second is the crown prince's, and they will occupy positions according to the dignity and humility.

The princes are the same, according to the status and strength to allocate camps, the fief of the Gonggao Marquis is the smallest among all the princes, and the strength is also the weakest, Han Jundang once followed his father Han Wangxin to surrender to the Xiongnu, and his descendants have Xiongnu blood, although he led his subordinates back to the Han Dynasty and was also feuded, but the princes of the Han Empire still looked down on him.

In addition, Han Yan and Shaofu God have grievances, competing with each other's interests, affecting him, Shaofu God took this opportunity to give him small shoes, and people have nothing to refute.

The old grudges and new hatreds in the past, if you come to me, you will come, dare to embarrass my grandfather, Han Yan thought about it, and walked straight forward, "Bow down and see Lord God." ”

"Huh?" Shaofu God was surprised by Han Yan's arrival, and when he saw him knocking in his mouth, he didn't kneel, grabbed the chicken feathers as an arrow, and scolded him on the spot: "Seeing Shangguan so rude, saying that knocking or not, this is your tutor in the Gong Gaohou Kingdom?" ”

Han Yan's face was pale, and he didn't say anything about Shaofu God's cynicism and clever words.

Han Yan smiled, straightened his waist, and looked directly at the Shaofu God, "Lord God, I see that you are Li Lingzhi is dizzy, I grew up in the Tai Womb, and I have the same education as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Liu Che, you say that I am rude and have no tutor, do you have an opinion on the Tai Gong and my teacher Wei Juan?" Or is it an insinuation that Lai Zhizun doesn't understand etiquette? ”

Before he finished speaking, Shaofu Shen's eyes contracted, and he shouted: "Shut up!" Shameless fanatics. I am rude, and I dare to talk about the crown prince, I will definitely ask Wei Juan another day how he educates his disciples. ”

"What kind of education do I have, Lord God still don't pay attention to it, you want me to kneel, do you have this qualification? Do you think that your status is equivalent to that of His Majesty and that of the crown prince? ”

"......" Shaofu God was stunned for a moment, and his face turned pale.

In addition to the court etiquette in the Han Dynasty, the rest of the etiquette was all spontaneous, and now there is Confucianism, and Confucian etiquette has not been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The imperial court also did not stipulate that the lower officials should kneel when they saw their superiors, and the people should kneel when they saw the officials, and even the emperor may not kneel.

The reason for kneeling is spontaneous behavior.

He, the boss of the Shaofu, Han Yan just didn't kneel down to him, and he had nothing to say, at most he could only say a word of rudeness.

Fight for grandpa to talk back, choking the god of Shaofu, Han Yan will not say more, it is an indisputable fact that Gonggaohou is weak, it is useless to say more, but the small tent next to the pigsty will not live, go to his uncle Han Ying to spend the night there.

At this time, in the imperial tent like a palace, the torches are flickering, the candles are shining, the soldiers are sanitation, and the armor is distinct.

From a distance, the huge black and red tent is like a giant beast lurking in the darkness, exuding majesty and awe-inspiring light, and isolating all the noise around it.

With a cool breeze blowing, the curtain of the tent swayed, and I vaguely watched from the gap in the tent, and it could be seen that the lights were swaying, the silk and bamboo were beautiful, and the singing and dancing were leveling.

Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty was on the throne, and he actually transported the dragon chair over, which was dazzling under the flickering lights.

The princes below are in two rows on the left and right, and the princes surround the tent, laughing and laughing, toasting and persuading food, and there is harmony.

The princes' heirs also formed groups of three or five, wandering around the night banquet hall and commenting on the singers and dancers.

Liu Buxi and Liu Yan stood in the corner, occasionally smiling and smiling at the second generation of princes who came and went, and then exchanged words and reminiscences.

"I met Han Yan just now, Gong Gaohou's big tent was arranged near the pigsty, and the Shaofu God deliberately humiliated him, I see what Han Yan will do this time." Liu Yan laughed.

Liu Buxian had a friendship with Han Yan, so he naturally helped him speak: "Don't look at Yan Shizi's young age, he is bold but high, I haven't seen him suffer a loss, and the young god will be unlucky sooner or later." ”。

"Then it depends on whose means are great." The two didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, Liu Yan stabbed Liu Buharm with his elbow, squeezed his eyebrows and asked quietly, "Are you ready to resign?" ”

"Are you ready?"

"I bought three ......"

"It's a little little."

"What do you mean?" Liu Yan glanced at him stunned.

"I've prepared fifteen songs."

"......" Liu Yan: "There are so many Confucian students in your father's Rihua Palace, it's really cool." ”

"It would be nice if I could be as blockbuster as Nuyan and Huangyi." Liu Buxian said with a little envy.

"Today is an opportunity."

The two were muttering, and then they saw the prince in the center of the camp get up, and the thin appearance should be Liu Duan, the king of Jiaoxi, who seemed to be chanting words and showing his talents.

There are not a few princes and heirs who have the idea of a blockbuster, and as soon as they saw Liu Duan's head, they were eager to try it, and they flocked to the center. If you can be appreciated by the emperor, you can not only give your own Laozi a long face, but also be famous all over the world, win fame, and lay the foundation for inheriting the throne in the future.

Liu Yan and Liu Buxian approached the center for the first time, and saw Liu Duan singing with emotion.

"It's close at hand, and there's no hatred left for it."

"The meaning of the origin and the elimination of the sky, how many vicissitudes of the world?"

"A congratulatory song, I wish my father and the emperor to be in the ...... every year"

Before Liu Duan finished chanting, there was a small discussion at the scene. Although he knew in his heart that this word must have been bought by Liu Duan, he still felt very amazing, even the old and rough princes who didn't understand literature felt that this word had connotation, and the sentence was quite meaningful, and it was tightly set to the theme of the emperor's birthday.

Only this time, 99% of the princes and heirs in the camp were depressed, and the words they bought were compared with others, which was simply different from the mud, even if they were taken out, they were ugly, but they set off the artistic conception of Liu Duan's words, and they were not interesting.

"How can my son be so talented?" When Liu Duan finished chanting, Emperor Han Jing asked for the first time, and he was very surprised.

"My father, my son's ministers have worked hard in Jiaoxi for many years, studied hard, studied and said, this poem is also an occasional work, every word is painstaking, and it took three years to find a word, just to add a little joy to my father's birthday." Liu Duan's eyebrows were lowered, respectful.

"Okay, good, my son's filial piety is commendable, and he deserves to be talented." Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty praised it, and asked the princes around him: "What do you think of Duan'er's birthday message?" ”

Liu De: "The artistic conception is far-reaching, and it is a masterpiece of the world." ”

Liu Yu: "End to end...... Good words, words, words. ”

Liu Fei: "......"

The princes are not convinced, even if they are full of slander in their hearts, but their faces are full of compliments, and they don't want to touch the emperor's brows, and the ministers are even more so.

For a while, the entire camp was full of praise, which made Liu Duan, the king of Jiaoxi, raise his eyebrows, and his sick body seemed to have improved, and his face glowed under the light of the candle.

Liu Buxi and Liu Yan glanced at each other, sighed, eclipsed, knowing that today was prepared in vain, Liu Duan's birthday speech was too exciting, and the words he bought could not be compared with it at all, maybe only Sima Xiangru could suppress the limelight by writing a poem on the spot.

The two of them can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't either, the starting point is high, the words and sentences are good, it's not a problem, a mountain is still a mountain high.

Liu Fei, the king of Jiangdu, praised Liu Duan for a few words, and he was very unhappy, others were in the limelight, but I only had to watch, how could this work?

After a little thought, he came out of the ranks, faced Emperor Jing of Han side by side with Liu Duan, and saluted and said: "Father, a few years ago, during the rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms, Erchen served as a general, and was ordered to break the state of Wu. ”

"Oh? Do you also have words? "Emperor Jing is a little puzzled, he is arrogant and domineering on weekdays, he doesn't learn and has no skills, he repeatedly violates the ban, and he is sick by the ministers.

Liu Fei didn't care what the emperor thought, he just said respectfully: "My father's birthday, my sons should have something to say, and the literature and ink accumulated in the past are waiting to honor my father." ”

"Then let's listen to it." Emperor Han Jing covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed lightly twice, put the handkerchief under the desk, looked down, there was faint bloodstains, and then stuffed the handkerchief into the placket without changing his face, and calmly looked at the king of Jiangdu under the hall.

Liu Fei pondered for a while, and then spoke: "Drunk and looking at the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn and camping...... Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound. Autumn Point Soldier ...... on the Battlefield"

Just as he was chanting, the tent was lifted, Han Yan and Gong Gaohou entered with each other, and when they entered the door, they saw several layers inside and outside, and the princes and heirs were standing on tiptoe to look inward, Han Yan listened attentively, and was stunned.

The sound is so familiar, the words ......

"Horse-made Lu Fei ......"

“…… The bow is like a thunderbolt. ”

"—but the king's affairs are the world's affairs."

"Earn the name before and after death—"

Liu Fei's eyes wept, looking up at Emperor Han Jing, whose hair was white, as if he felt from the bottom of his heart with feelings and sadness, his father is old, the hero is twilight, and his ambition is difficult to reward, how can my father age so fast......

"Poor white happens."

When the trembling voice finished chanting the last sentence, the entire camp was silent, only Liu Fei had tears in his eyes, and his affection was too deep, like the gurgling candle tears, sad for Rong Ma's life and white roots.

"I don't know where the word King Jiangdu came from?"

Outside the crowd, an abrupt voice broke the silence, making Liu Fei stunned, and using other people's words to achieve himself was somewhat disdainful. Although the pianist, painter and others have been bought, tell them to shut up and not pass on the word "Nuyan". In addition to them, no one will know that the original author of this song "Breaking the Array" is a woman, and he can use this song to surprise the night banquet. If that woman is not interested, the strength and status of the princes and kings will tell him what is the true meaning of life.

At this moment, Liu Fei was suddenly asked about the source, Liu Fei was a little flustered, subconsciously weak-hearted, and did not dare to admit that this poem was made by himself, so he could only say sloppily: "I got it from an inexplicable priest." ”

"Oh, the king of Jiangdu is ......"

The voices coming from the periphery of the crowd were not high, and they seemed a little immature.

Liu Fei looked at the source of the voice, looking for it, but there was no one to see, and no one spoke there, so he was about to ask who asked just now, and then he heard the nasty voice sound again.

Or is it still that position-

"Actually, that day the priest also chanted a song."