Bianliang, Tokyo, is the time when autumn is crisp and sunny. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThere is neither the heat of summer nor the cold of winter.

The days of this season are the most pleasant, and there are two seasons of the year that are most suitable for playing, and two idioms have been formed, spring outing and autumn outing.

Emperor Zhao Ji naturally can't miss the good season, but Zhao Ji's autumn tour still revolves around this Genyue, and the scenery of Genyue can see thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the Great Song Dynasty.

Recently, Zhao Ji has been in a somewhat dull mood, just because the atmosphere in the court has been extremely strange recently, and every day in the court is lifeless, even Zhao Ji himself seems to feel that these ministers under the throne are brewing something.

There is also the war in the south, which is worrying every day. Every day, I could receive reports of war calls for help from all over the world, and a month or two ago, most of the Privy Councils were not in the court, at most they only mentioned it. In the past nearly a month, Tong Guan suddenly reported the battle situation in the court every day.

The entire south of the Yangtze River and Zhejiang, three-quarters of the richest places, fell into the hands of anti-thieves.

Then Shangshu Province began to report that the treasury was stretched thin, and Jiangnan fell, and it was in this palace that the difference could be clearly felt.

The excerpts recently presented by the Imperial Historical Observatory are also different from the previous ones, and originally they were mostly impeachment issues in some places. Recently, it was the courtiers who began to analyze the current affairs and the disadvantages of the times, although the conclusion was not clear, but they pointed the finger at the Taishi Cai Jing in and out of the words.

is that there is nothing in this court that makes Zhao Ji happy, and these are the things that worry Zhao Ji every day.

Only this Gen Yue can make Zhao Ji feel better.

Daojun Sect Emperor Zhao Ji was dressed in plain clothes, with his hands behind his back, his footsteps were ethereal in Genyue, looking at the water for a while, looking at the lotus for a while, looking up at the mountains and rocks, and looking down at the flowers and plants.

A group of palace maids and eunuchs followed, some holding the piano, some holding pen and ink, some holding picture scrolls, and some carrying wine and food. It is to wait for Zhao Ji's wanton swaying at any time.

Zhao Ji was also followed by a woman, about thirteen years old, who was already tall and handsome, and was faintly similar to Zhao Ji between her eyebrows, and her temperament was also in the same vein, which was quite like not eating fireworks in the world.

This woman is the daughter of Zhao Ji, Zhao Yingluo, Feng Shunde Emperor, the title of Emperor Ji, was changed by the princess during the Zhenghe period. Teki means princess.

"Yingluo, I heard that you recently studied the piano with Zhou Bangyan, how did you learn?" Zhao Ji, who had been shopping for a while, seemed to be in a much better mood, sweeping away the dullness in the court before.

"Back to my father, Master Zhou taught well, but his daughter was a little stupid and didn't learn a few points yet." Zhao Yingluo replied crisply.

"Haha... You will say good things about Zhou Bangyan, his piano skills are only in the middle and upper, not as good as me, but his words are excellent, and now there is no one else in the Great Song Dynasty. If you can't learn the piano well, you won't learn it, and I will teach you in person, but it's still okay to learn words with Zhou Bangyan. Zhao Ji opened his mouth and said with a smile, but he was also extremely confident, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he could produce Zhao Ji's right, and now the Great Song Dynasty can't find anyone.

"Father, Master Zhou's words are getting more and more old-fashioned, not as good as when he was young, but there is a man named Zheng Guanxi, and the words he filled in are quite good." Zhao Yingluo was born in such an imperial family, and there is such a father as Zhao Ji, who is familiar with it, and his literary and artistic attainments are naturally not bad, and he has more confidence in his heart since he was a child, and he dares to talk about famous critics as he likes.

It's just that Zhao Yingluo had a tragic ending, Jingkang's difficulty, Bianliang City was broken, Zhao Yingluo was robbed by a person who couldn't read big characters like Sticky Han, and then left Sticky Han and was forcibly occupied by others, and died tragically in the north not long after.

Zhao Ji laughed when he heard this: "Haha... According to my feelings, Zheng Zhi is a step worse than Zhou Bangyan, Zheng Zhizhi is not here, and he has not filled in a few songs, Zhou Bangyan has written lyrics for decades, and there are often masterpieces handed down, if you want to learn to fill in the lyrics, it is absolutely right to find Zhou Bangyan. ”

When Zhao Yingluo heard this, he was puzzled: "Father has seen this Zheng Guanxi?" ”

"I've seen it a few times, I was an official in Hebei, and some time ago, the musicians in the palace often sang a song "Waves and Sands", which was composed by him." Zhao Ji said as he walked, his eyes wandered around to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and he chatted with his beloved daughter, with a relaxed and comfortable face.

"Oh, this person is brilliant, but he has very few words, and he is not a person who sells his reputation and reputation, if he can concentrate on studying in the future, he must be no worse than Master Zhou." Zhao Yingluo has obviously heard a few words plagiarized by Zheng Zhi recently, and he has left an impression.

Hearing this, Zhao Ji glanced back at Zhao Yingluo, and then smiled: "Zheng Zhi is afraid that he will not be able to study, this person has five big and three rough, and he has a superb martial arts, and he has done a very good job of leading troops to fight, and he is suppressing thieves in the south at this time." In the future, we will also go to the north. I'm afraid that the way of learning will not be with him. ”

Zhao Yingluo didn't think much about it, the term "five big and three coarse" was slightly derogatory to her. He also said: "Father, Master Zhou has a son named Zhou Duwen, I met him once in front of him, but he has a little talent, that is, he talked about Zheng Guanxi with Master Zhou, and read a few poems, so his daughter heard it." I thought it was a young talent somewhere, but the original way was a martial artist. It's a pity ... ”

Naturally, it's a pity, and now in the Great Song Dynasty, people like Zheng Zhi are a pity in Zhao Yingluo's opinion.

"It's not a pity, Zheng Zhi has a good way to lead the troops and has a meritorious service to the country." Zhao Ji replied casually, saw a pine tree on the open ground next to him, seemed to feel just right, and said again: "Yingluo, I will play a song with you, you listen and learn." ”

Zhao Yingluo nodded, and waited until the palace maid and eunuch behind her had set up the Yaoqin, and then put a few square stools in place, and sat on the side obediently.

Zhao Ji Ding Dong up, the skills are extraordinary, Zhao Yingluo is even more fascinated by listening, there are poems as evidence: Yin Hui tunes the Shang stove under the tong, and the pine is suspected of entering the pine wind; Looking up at the low-level interrogator, it seems to be listening to the strings.

This poem is from the hand of Cai Jing, and the title is in Zhao Ji's personal painting "Listening to the Qin", and the painting has been passed down to future generations as a national treasure. Cai Jing's calligraphy is also extremely chic, vigorous and powerful, and it is not unhappy.

When Zhao Ji stroked the qin, the old eunuch Liang Shicheng stepped forward quickly from the trail, and saw that Zhao Jiqin's sound was thick, so he had to wait respectfully on the side.

After a while, Zhao Ji's fingers slowly left the strings, and only waited for the aftermath to stop before he looked up, and Liang Shicheng didn't pay attention to it, and only asked Zhao Yingluo: "Yingluo, do you feel it?" ”

"The father plays well, and the daughter is too bad. After listening to her father's play, her daughter didn't even have the confidence to play the piano again. Zhao Yingluo was already a little inferior when she heard the sound of the piano, and she thought that she had spent a lot of effort practicing, but the gap was still quite big.

Zhao Ji said with a smile: "Yingluo doesn't have to be discouraged, the piano is a way, the skill is just the foundation, the skill is also a small way, the addiction and technique will fall down, the music can understand the heart, and the piano is also from the heart, and the feeling is played." The pause in the sound of the piano is like the breath of human emotion, the feeling is caused, you can come to the hand, the emotion arrives, all the pauses and ups and downs are as you like, play with the heart, and you can also move the listener's feeling, the word beautiful is the origin of this, and the same is true of the sense of sound, which is the great achievement. ”

"My daughter has been taught, thank you for my father's teaching." Thirteen or fourteen-year-old Zhao Yingluo seemed to understand it, but she also felt it.

Zhao Ji nodded, looked at Liang Shicheng on the side, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, Zhu Mian asks to see you." Liang Shicheng was so old that his hair was white, and between his words, he also bowed his body more than ninety degrees, this old eunuch who covered the sky with one hand, did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Zhao Ji heard Zhu Mian's request to see, his face sank, and he didn't seem to want to meet in his heart, so he hesitated for a moment, but he still said, "Pass it here." ”

Liang Shicheng bowed deeply again, and turned around to call Zhu Mian.

Zhu Mian is in the official house, but he is a servant of the dust, obviously just arrived in Tokyo and came to see Emperor Zhao Ji. As Liang Shicheng entered Genyue, he was terrified in his heart, and Zhu Mian knew that he was recruited back by the emperor at this time, whether he was beaten or punished, and Zhu Mian didn't sleep well all the way.

As soon as he entered Genyue, Zhu Mian began to look around, and from time to time he could see familiar things, and he could also see Zhu Mian slowly rise a sense of accomplishment. Seeing this Gen Yue, thinking that Emperor Zhao Ji summoned him in Gen Yue, Zhu Mian's mind slowly settled down a lot.

The winding path is secluded, a Taihu Lake boulder seems to block the way, to get close is the willow and the flowers are bright, turn the boulder, not far from a pine tree, Zhao Ji sits firmly.

Zhu Mian hurriedly bowed down and stepped forward quickly, knelt down and kowtowed at his feet and said, "Your Majesty, the minister is guilty!" ”

In an instant, there were tears, originally crying, and then crying, and between the tears, I could feel that Zhu Mian seemed to be suppressing his crying. A deep affection, touched by the smell.

Zhao Ji just looked at Zhu Mian who was kneeling at his feet, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Your Majesty, the minister is guilty, and the minister is guilty of death! Please take your majesty's life to calm the people in the south of the Yangtze River, and the minister will die as he deserves, and he will live up to His Majesty's grace. Zhu Mian suppressed his crying voice while speaking with tears in his eyes.

Zhao Ji heard this, and finally spoke: "Why are there people in Jiangnan? Why do the rebels kill you again? ”

When Zhu Mian heard Zhao Ji's tone, he already knew that the matter was not as serious as he imagined, and hurriedly said: "The minister is in Hangzhou, and he is dedicated to doing errands for His Majesty, and I just want Your Majesty to have a place to relieve fatigue when he works for the country." In the past few years, the Manichaean cult has been widely spread in Jiangnan, and the ministers have ordered Jiangnan not to preach cults with the idea of orthodox Taoism in the world. That Fang La is the head of the Mani cult, and when he uses evil methods to bewitch the people, when he rebels, he wants to kill his ministers. I really didn't expect that the cult was so powerful that it would have the heart of rebellion and the crime of capital punishment! ”

Zhu Mian said a few words of capital crimes, and his words were half-true and half-false. There is Manichaeism in Jiangnan, but the rebellion of Fang La, and Manichaeism is not necessarily related, Fang La rebellion is with the help of some Manichaean forces, but Manichaeism itself does not have the ability to rebel, Manichaeism began to enter China from the Tang Dynasty, to the Great Song Dynasty is only a very small sect. Manichaeism was just a small help for Fang La, like the forces of the rivers and lakes. The reason for Fang La's rebellion is naturally the problem of Huashigang.

Zhao Ji saw Zhu Mian, that is, to ask the reason for the rebellion in Jiangnan, and at this time he seemed to know the answer, so he said: "Now that Jiangnan is in turmoil, the matter of the bureau should be stopped first, and after Jiangnan is pacified, you will go to Hangzhou to continue the errand." ”

Zhu Mian really didn't expect to escape so smoothly today, so he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty!" Hooray, hooray, hooray! ”

Zhao Ji was in Genyue, and he really didn't want to pay attention to the troubles in the court, so he waved his hand and signaled Zhu Mian to retreat. Zhu Mian naturally got up and saluted, and hurriedly retreated.

Zhu Mian retreated, and Zhao Ji spoke again: "Spread the edict to Zheng Zhi, in the name of the Taoist Sect Master, I ordered him to suppress the rebellion, and at the same time eliminate the Manichaean cult that bewitched the people!" ”

"Yes!" After Liang Shicheng gave up, he naturally went to draw up the purpose. Originally, the things that were intended were all from the province under the door, but now the responsibilities of the province are all controlled by Liang Shicheng, and the emperor's decree is from the hand of Liang Shicheng.