Chapter Sixty-Eight: Face Saint
Qin Hao was in the prison of this Dali Temple, because there were no windows and he couldn't see the sunrise and sunset, so the time was actually quite difficult to calculate, and he stayed for about two days.
In the past two days, because it is really boring, it is inevitable that he still often talks with Wei Ting, and sometimes he is deliberately angry with him, and the relationship between the two people is difficult to be delicate in the past two days.
When Qin Hao is bored, he will ** Wei Ting, Wei Ting usually ignores him very coldly, Qin Hao is not annoyed, he just thinks he is teasing the cat.
On this day, a purple-robed official came, and he came down with a majestic figure-eight step, with a beard like steel needles on his cheeks, and his face was a bit like Guan Gong.
walked to Wei Ting first, and simply clenched his fists and arched his hands: "Master Wei." ”
Wei Ting also arched his hand with a wry smile, "Lord Dai." ”
The man nodded, said hello to this old colleague, and then came to Qin Hao's door and said, "You are Qin Hao?" ”
Qin Hao was very dog-legged, nodded and said, "It's the little one, but you are Dai Qingtang?" I've been taking care of you for the past few days, and I thank you here. ”
Dai Xuan smiled and said: "It's just a trivial matter, you don't need to thank you, your master specially sent a letter asking me to take care of you, although the official does not dare to bend the law for personal gain, but some small things still have to be taken care of, besides, what you Qin Lang did is also worthy of the courtesy of the official, but it is a pity to let Brother Xuancheng start first, otherwise I will rush to accept you as an apprentice." ”
Qin Hao bent down and arched his hand, and said with a grin: "Lord Qingtang has raised his love." ”
Dai Xuan patted Qin Hao on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, the saint wants to see you." ”
Qin Hao hurriedly pretended to be frightened and said: "Oh, this is really, how can the kid be so virtuous, how can he bother the saint in his busy schedule, it's really a sin, a sin, bother Lord Qingtang for a while, the kid simply freshened up his appearance, and then followed the Lord Qingtang to face the saint." ”
Dai Xuan said impatiently: "What's the matter, it's a waste of time, you just came out of the prison, what do you look like clean?" On the contrary, he is sloppy, and he can also win two points of sympathy. ”
Qin Hao nodded, like a chicken pecking rice, "Yes, yes, what Lord Qingtang said is true." ”
As he spoke, Qin Hao deliberately took off his shoes, scattered his hair again, stretched out his hand and scratched it vigorously, shook it, and made it look like a neurosis, seeing that there was a charcoal fire burning in the stove, he threw it out again, picked up the hot carbon ash on the ground and smeared it on his face, took off his coat and wore only a single coat.
Dai Xuan hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, it's almost enough, if you do it again, the sage will still think that my Dali Temple is a place of abuse of lynching." ”
Qin Hao said ashamedly: "I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous." ”
"Let's go, you kid is lucky, the saint is going to summon you in the Ziwei Palace."
Qin Hao was secretly shocked, Ziwei Hall is the emperor's bedroom, strictly speaking, it belongs to the Beiya, not an office place but the emperor's private space, although the hierarchy of the Tang Dynasty is far less strict than in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it is common to summon foreign ministers to talk about things in the Zichen Palace, but it is at most a prime minister or general for some newcomers, and it is a manifestation of the emperor's trust, and ordinary officials can't even think of it.
The summons of Zichen Hall represents a signal, Li Er doesn't seem to see himself, but treats himself as a 。。。。。 Junior?
Not to mention, although they haven't met yet, just this casual arrangement has made Qin Hao's heart have a warm current surging through.
Out of Dali Temple, cover your forehead with your hand to block a ray of sunlight, after adapting, you can see that Dai Zhou has been riding on a tall horse, and there is an empty horse with snow-white curly hair next to it, which is absolutely extraordinary at a glance.
"Get on the horse."
Qin Hao said embarrassedly: "This... Is there a donkey? I'm not very good at horseback riding. ”
Dai Zhou laughed when he heard this, "You still don't know how to ride a horse?" Then you have to hurry up and practice, my young man of the Tang Dynasty, I can't ride a horse but it's not promising, just come up, this horse is ripe, I won't drop you, let's walk slowly, do we dare to ride a horse in this Taiji Palace. ”
During the Tang Dynasty, officials were to ride horses, and there were palace guards leading the horses to guide the way, which was a kind of respect for the officials, after all, the Taiji Palace was quite large, and it was somewhat inconvenient to walk on two legs, which was also the difference between the Tang Dynasty and the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the officials and the royal family were more partners than slaves.
Since riding a horse is the rule, Qin Hao naturally will not insist on a donkey, but it is also to save face, so he stepped on it tremblingly at the moment, there was no imaginary slave squatting down as a horse stone or something, after going up, he only felt that he was sitting on the top of the waves, and his two legs could still feel the horse's body temperature and strong muscles.
With a slight flick of the reins, the horse walked up slowly, feeling good, quite majestic, this horse was obviously raised in the palace, returning to the palace was like going home, there was no need for Qin Hao to operate at all, but Qin Hao was firm in his desire to learn horses in the future.
In the Tang Dynasty, the son who couldn't ride a horse was a waste, and the so-called young man was far from being comparable to the weak scholars who only knew how to chant two tattered sour poems later.
After thinking about it, he had already entered the Vermilion Bird Gate, the Taiji Palace was hard to see, the towering and majestic staircase, the magnificent palace, atmospheric and majestic, Qin Hao couldn't help but swallow his saliva, very nervous.
After all, this is Li Shimin, alive.
The only undisputed emperor in Chinese history, no one can beat the ancient and the present, and the public idol of the millennium can be proud of the civil and martial arts.
When he arrived at the door, Dai Zhou stopped after dismounting, and motioned for Qin Hao to go in by himself, at this time, Dai Zhou had not yet added the three products under the same Zhongshu Gate, and he was not considered a prime minister, nor was he qualified to enter the Zichen Palace.
I saw a eunuch come out of it, and after a brief greeting with Qin Hao, he led Qin Hao in, and after passing the entrance, he only felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and a round purple gauze tent was in the center, and he could only vaguely see a figure inside.
Qin Hao knelt down, he didn't have the pretension of other traversers in this regard, "The grass people see the saints, long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”
Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly, "You kid, your kung fu is not bad, and I don't know how Xuan Cheng has been upright all his life, why did he accept you as an apprentice, but in the future, you should say less about this flattery, I don't like to listen to it, but Xuan Cheng's direct advice to the loyal monarch is harsh, but I like it, and I will follow him to learn more from Xuan Cheng's unbending temperament." ”
Qin Hao then remembered that long live long live seemed to be the process after the Ming and Qing dynasties, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed on his face at the moment.
I only heard a tearing sound, and a thick gauze curtain was opened in the round bed, and I heard Li Shimin say: "What are you doing kneeling so far, come closer, let me take a good look at your appearance." ”