This middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes is naturally the king of the plains. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains, is the concubine of King Wuling of Zhao, the younger brother of King Huiwen of Zhao, and the uncle of King Zhao today.

Although he was criticized by historians in history as "Li Ling Zhi faint", the current Pingyuan Jun is one of the four important ministers of Zhao State and the closest person to the royal family. He gained fame by recruiting doormen, and was able to serve as the prime minister for several years after the pro-government of King Zhao Huiwen, until King Zhao Huiwen began to deliberately promote the bureaucracy of scholars, and was replaced by Lin Xiangru.

For this cheap uncle who was extremely powerful and later profoundly affected the battle between the party and the battle of Changping, Mingyue did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly got out of the car and saluted: "My nephew has seen my uncle!" ”

Pingyuanjun came over and helped him up, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Yes, after recovering from his illness, my nephew is a beautiful son again." ”

"Uncle Lao is worried......

Before Mingyue could figure out why Pingyuanjun would go out to block himself, he pulled Mingyue to go inside, and laughed:

"Nephew, nephew, haven't you seen me for too long, and you have become so angry? It's just right, come to my mansion today, you and my uncle and nephew have a good hand! ”

Mingyue was very cautious, and he immediately refused: "Uncle, the first king has not been buried, and I am still in the filial piety period, so I am not allowed to participate in the banquet......"

Only then did Pingyuanjun react and flatly denied it: "Feast? Who said there was a feast? In order to mourn Brother Wang, I have been bathing and fasting recently, and you can see that I have lost a lot of weight......"

But Mingyue looked at his slightly bulging belly and red face, not at all like a person who had fallen into mourning......

Mingyue's eyes glanced at the horse stake full of horses in front of Ping'an Jun's mansion, the corner of the wall full of cars, and the lively courtyard.

Pingyuanjun didn't blush at all, patted his belly and said: "That's the case, there is a debate in my mansion today, since you are passing by the door, it is better to listen to it together." I will send you to Qi in March, and by the way, I will also discuss the itinerary for going to Linzi. ”

In order not to let Mingyue shirk it, Pingyuan Jun said again: "Today's matter, the Queen Mother and the King are allowed, and your brother Lulingjun is also in the mansion......"

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Half a quarter later, Mingyue was already walking in the mansion of Pingyuanjun.

Pingyuanjun's warm invitation made him unable to refuse, and he heard that Lulingjun, who had helped him a few days ago, was here, and Mingyue entered the mansion under the guidance of Pingyuanjun.

Looking from the outside just now, he could only see that the Pingyuan Jun's house covered an extremely wide area, occupying half a mile of land, and the high attic platforms built along the river also stood out in this aristocratic area. When I entered it at this moment, I found that there was a hole in it.

Walk into the gate, but see the courtyard deep house, the inside and outside pattern is atmospheric, Junyu carved the wall, the decoration is also very gorgeous, the courtyard wall is decorated with the genus of Qi painting Dan lacquer, bright and dazzling.

The house is divided into sections, each entry is separated by a moon gate, along the corridor inward, along the way the layers of the pavilion, the winding water pavilion, the trees are shaded, and the spring flowers in the garden are purple and red, making the whole mansion fragrant and fragrant.

Mingyue counted, from the front door to the back garden, on the way through three gates, everywhere there were green and well-dressed vertical people and maids in thin skirts, all bowing their heads, and many guests and friends gathered towards the back court under their guidance.

While dealing with the chatter of Pingyuan Jun, Mingyue also secretly thought: "The name of the richest son in the world of Pingyuan Jun is really worthy of his reputation, and it is said that his harem is numbered in hundreds, and his concubines are bewitched, and slaves and maids all eat sorghum meat, I'm afraid it's true." The degree of wealth and grandeur has already caught up with the palace of King Zhao. ”

Moreover, this is only the main residence where the wives and concubines of the Plains Monarch live, and in Handan City, there are several mansions for his children to use, and on the outskirts of Handan City, there are several large manors that support 3,000 guests!

"The four gentlemen of the Warring States are rich enough to compete with the princes of small countries, and now that Meng Wei is dead, and before Chunshen rises, there are Pingyuan Jun in the world, and his brother-in-law Xinling Jun is the most famous."

However, Mingyue didn't have too much envy, he glanced at the smugness and arrogance on Pingyuanjun's oily face, such a son who is in the middle of the day, will also be forced by a lame poor man to kill his most beloved concubine, just to save his reputation as a "good sage".

After all, that is the foundation of the four princes, so the rich and noble people in the Warring States Period dare not forget their soldiers for a day, so thinking about it, their fragile wealth is like a pavilion on the sand dunes, which may collapse at any time, and there is nothing to envy.

Thinking so, the group had reached the back court, in which stood a tall fúsī, that is, an earthen screen, on which a black, white, green, and red color painting was painted.

Pingyuan Jun was shy, and shouted at him from afar: "Tong'er, look, who is coming?" ”

Lu Lingjun looked back and saw that beside Pingyuanjun, it was Chang'anjun who was saluting him, he was a little surprised, and he also went over to say hello to him.

At this time, Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains, was already surrounded by a group of guests who had just arrived, and he had to bow his hand to his two nephews and let them take care of themselves.

After Pingyuanjun was surrounded by a large number of guests and friends, Mingyue saluted Lulingjun again and said softly: "Thank you brother for mentioning it!" ”

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The "Zheng Boke Duan Yuyan" in that roll of bamboo slips woke up Mingyue, who was still a little confused about this era, and took the first step to change, so he was grateful to Lulingjun.

But he also had doubts, what was the purpose of this cousin's reminder to him? Is it just because of the childhood friendship and the "brotherly love" that is as light as water in the royal family?

Lu Lingjun laughed: "Mention something?" Isn't all this Chang'anjun's own credit? ”

After deliberately moving away from the disciples of the Pingyuan Jun family, he asked, "The volume of "Zuo Chuan" that I lent to Chang'anjun ......?"

Mingyue understood: "I accidentally burned my hand, and I hope my brother will not blame me." ”

"It's a shame to burn." Lu Lingjun smiled: "Chang'anjun didn't want to ask, why did I mention you?" ”

"If it's convenient for Lulingjun to say, I'd like to hear it in detail."

The two of them had walked to a corner far away from the crowd, and Lu Lingjun sighed: "There is a sentence in the poem three hundred miles, Chang Di Zhihua, 鄂不韡韡 (wěi)." There is no one like a brother today. Although this is an ancient saying of the Western Zhou Dynasty, it can also confirm the present. After the change of the Dune Palace, Fengyang Jun took power, but you and my father finally regained power with the full support of the two brothers Pingyuan Jun and Pingyang Jun. ”

He shook his head helplessly: "But you and my brother Wang...... He was far less tolerant and friendly to his brother than his father, and though I had tried to please him lately, I had had little success. The king is more willing to be close to Zhao Mu, Zhao Mu often slanders the king, and now he is wary of me, to Chang'an Jun, hey, not to mention, he just wants to chase him away! ”

Smart people don't need to say much, Mingyue knows in her heart that Lulingjun and him have common sorrows, cold lips and teeth, and sad rabbits and foxes.

So he also seemed to say from the bottom of his heart: "In Zhao Guang's heart, Luling Jun is like my real half-brother. You're right, now that the former king is gone, the situation of you and me is like two fish trapped in a dry spring, and it should be like the relationship between Pingyuanjun and Pingyangjun. ”

Lu Lingjun's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "It's good." But Chang'anjun, now that you have gone to the Qi country and won fame, it is equivalent to getting out, when you swim in the rivers and lakes, see Zhao Qi, and be prominent among the princes, don't forget my brother who is still struggling in the dry spring......"

Mingyue immediately swore to the sky: "I won't dare to forget!" “

Because Zhao Wangdan was unrelenting, the pair of brothers and sisters who were worried that they would be marginalized and even expelled after losing their backers, reached a temporary political alliance in this way.

For Lulingjun, Chang'anjun has Empress Dowager Zhao as a backer, which is undoubtedly worth pleasing to, but he didn't expect in advance that after Chang'anjun woke up from him, he changed his previous paste-like and melancholy, and actually impressed the dragon, and became more famous in Handan City.

He was also secretly surprised, but such a Chang'an Jun is even more worthy of wooing, maybe he can become a figure like Pingyuan Jun in the future, and he Luling Jun can be like Pingyang Jun Zhao Bao, get support and help......

The two precocious sons had their own thoughts, and after knowing the purpose of Luling Jun, Mingyue was also relieved, in this way, in addition to the Empress Dowager Zhao, he had another pair of eyes that could be borrowed in the palace of King Zhao.

After a stone fell to the ground in his heart, he quipped: "My brother is not only proficient in Confucian classics, but also very familiar with Zhuangzi's Taoist learning." ”

Lu Lingjun laughed: "The same is true of Chang'anjun, in the past two months, his knowledge has advanced by leaps and bounds. ”

Then he said: "Although I am better at Confucianism, if I want to be a learned son, how can I not learn a little bit of nine-rate ten-school?" And the Taoist knowledge is very suitable for my temperament. ”

The topic turned back to academics, and Mingyue saw that not far away, Pingyuanjun had already greeted those guests and was inviting them to enter the lobby together, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, uncle said that there was a debate in his mansion, I don't know which family was talking to which family?" ”

Lu Lingjun was a little surprised: "Chang'anjun is really a busy person, and he doesn't even know about the major events that have caused a sensation in Handan in the past few days?" ”

Mingyue shook her head and explained that she had not been in the palace for the past few days and knew nothing about it.

Lu Lingjun said: "The Confucian master I worshipped, Confucius's sixth grandson Kong Chuan, came to Handan from Lu the day before yesterday, and he wanted to ask Pingyuan Jun's guest, Gongsun Long, a famous university scholar, for advice!" ”