Chapter 124: As long as you want, as long as I have it

Everyone in the Jinzhou Yamen knows that Lord Envoy Jun has a habit that he will never leave the official room unless he goes out to inspect during the time of the Yamen, and this habit that has brought Sun Envoy a good reputation has been maintained for so many years.

And today, just when he was in the office, Sun Yuanjun gave up the habit of insisting on it for many years and returned to the mansion, and Tang Cheng already felt the urgency of the matter from this move.

It is still the Flower Hall of the Thorn Mansion, after Tang Cheng came in, he was still saluting in his hand, and he was already asking: "Is there an accident in Yangzhou?" Brother Yujun is okay? ”。

"This matter is okay with Yujun, Tang Cheng, don't worry, sit down and talk", Mrs. Sun's words made Tang Cheng's heart settle down a lot, what he was most worried about on the way just now was that something happened to Wu Yujun in Yangzhou, after all, there was a precedent for Lin Ming there.

Mrs. Sun only has such a younger brother, if something happens to him, then he can pay it back?

"Tang Cheng, look at this", Sun Yuanjun handed over a newspaper.

Tang Cheng took the morning newspaper, there was still a faint fragrance of ink, obviously this was the most recent issue, and the time for copying it was still very short.

There is only one piece of news recorded in the newspaper, but the weight of this news is enough to shake the entire Tang Dynasty.

The contradictions between Li Chongjun, the crown prince of this dynasty, and Wu Sansi finally accumulated to an irreconcilable level, and under the strong pressure of Wu Sansi to depose the prince, the unbearable Li Chongjun brazenly launched a mutiny.

Not long ago, Li Chongjun led Li Duozuo, the general of the left Yulin Army, Li Sichong, Li Chengkuang, and others, and more than 300 people from the left and right Yulin Army and thousands of horsemen rushed into the Liang Palace, killing Wu Sansi and his son who were feasting in one fell swoop, and more than ten people from the Wu Party who came to participate in the banquet were killed.

The Liang Wangfu was successfully captured, and Li Chongjun, who was dripping with blood in his hands, led his troops straight to the palace and entered the gate by surprise. Intended to kill Empress Wei and Wu Sansi's daughter-in-law Princess Anle together, who knew that his speed was still a little slower after all, at this time Empress Wei and the princess had rushed to the emperor's side, and then the emperor galloped to the Xuanwu Gate Tower, ascended and shouted, the rebels immediately fell apart, and most of them surrendered.

fell short, and Li Chongjun, who escaped by luck, led more than 100 of his subordinates to flee from Miyagi Suzhangmen to Zhongnan Mountain. At present, he is in the midst of a round-up by the imperial court.

When Tang Cheng was in college in later life, he also heard his teacher mention Li Chongjun's mutiny, but at that time, he just forgot about it, or even remembered the time of the mutiny.

For him at that time, the mutiny more than 1,300 years ago really did not arouse much interest, and there were too many such things in the history books.

But after crossing over, the situation was different, the number of words recorded in the court newspaper in his hand was very small, but it was this small number of words, Tang Cheng looked at the nearly two pillars of incense before raising his head. Lines. Now as a Tang Dynasty and a civil servant in the Tang Dynasty, he feels the thick sound of blood and killing.

In Chang'an City, the imperial capital before this mutiny, regardless of the Son of Heaven, the most powerful were the four families, namely Wu Sansi, a powerful minister standing in front of the stage, and Li Chongjun, the crown prince. and the palace of the prime minister of Anguo and the princess of Zhenguo who are hidden behind. After a mutiny, Wu Sansi's father and son died on the spot, Li Chongjun was on the run, and the four major forces whose strength was enough to influence the court and the world suddenly went to two families. How far-reaching impact and impact will such a huge change and shock bring to the imperial court and the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty?

Although Tang Cheng vaguely knew that there would be this mutiny, or even some things in Yangzhou were arranged based on this, when the incident really happened, Tang Cheng felt the most at a loss.

What he knows is the backbone of history, but he doesn't know anything about the details and the subsequent effects, and he can't see it clearly. And in his current position. What is more useful are these details, such as what kind of impact and changes will this mutiny bring to Shannan Dongdao and Jinzhou officialdom, and will this change affect Sun Yuanjun and then affect him?

Careful recollection, careful analysis, but nothing came of it, holding this newspaper in his hand, Tang Chengzhen couldn't wait to travel back again. Investigate carefully what kind of changes Li Chongjun's mutiny caused to Shannan Dongdao and Jinzhou officialdom.

"After this mutiny. The court has been troubled since then! ”。

Sun Yuanjun stretched out his hand to take Tang Cheng's handover to the ground, his expression was the same as Tang Cheng's. There is no longer the soft and warm smile like Jiangnan in the past, and it is replaced by a calm and solemn smile.

Silently folded the newspaper and put it away, Sun Yuanjun didn't say anything to Tang Cheng's emotion, and after being silent for a long time, he said a sentence, "Tang Cheng, you go back to prepare now, and leave for Yangzhou early tomorrow morning."

"Yes", when Tang Cheng nodded in agreement, he was a little disappointed in his heart, his emotion just now was not only sincere, but also contained the meaning of temptation.

He wanted to capture some information from Sun Envoy Jundi's words - information about his relationship with Lin Baiyu, the observer of this Dao, as a hardcore confidant of Prince Li Chongjun, after this mutiny, Lin Baiyu would definitely be finished, and the officials who were close to him in Shannan Dongdao were only afraid of ...... This is the Tang Dynasty where one person committed a crime and connected the nine clans!

After all, if you can know some information earlier, you will have more time to prepare, although Tang Cheng didn't want to tear up the relationship with Sun Yuanjun, even if he wanted to, he couldn't tear it up, but the business at home or even in Yangzhou should be prepared in advance.

It's a pity that Sun Yuanjun didn't say anything!

After returning to the state government and explaining that the official affairs of this Cao were temporarily taken over by Feng Haizhou, Tang Cheng went directly out of the government and went home to prepare for a long trip.

Before Li Yingjun came out of the excitement of inviting Sun and Zhang's two ladies, he heard the news that Tang Cheng would go to Yangzhou again, and he was naturally reluctant.

However, this "woman" is really smart, seeing that Tang Cheng's mood is not right, except for Yin Yin's instructions to be careful on the road and pay attention to his body and bones outside, he didn't say a word of superfluous words, and began to prepare his bags with orchid grass.

When the second daughter was busy, Tang Cheng sat silently, not knowing what he was thinking, "Yingjun, how much cash does our family have now?" ”。

"Or those, what? Ah Cheng, do you want to use it? ”。

"The expenses I spend on going to Yangzhou can be accounted for in the yazhong", Tang Cheng shook his head. "The festival is almost over, except for the expenses that should be left at home, all the other cash is hoarded with tung oil, and don't save a penny."

This matter had been talked about by the two of them a long time ago, and seeing the solemnity of what Tang Cheng said, Li Yingjun didn't ask much, and nodded in response.

Since the things in the yamen can't be seen accurately, what can be grasped has to be grasped in the hands first. With money in hand, there is still room for regression in case of emergency.

"You can tell the fourth uncle about this matter, if he is also interested, the two families will do it together", Tang Cheng stood up and walked towards the prepared bags as he spoke, "The time it takes to go to Yangzhou is about the same as last time, and you will have to worry more about the second elder in the family."

"Let's go?" , while passing the bags. Li Yingjun had already snuggled into Tang Cheng's arms, "Can't you leave tomorrow morning?" ”。

Although the "woman" person's voice was low, full of parting feelings, the bluegrass on one side was even more unbearable than hers, and her reddish eyes were filled with mist. I was about to cry when I saw it.

"If you go early, you can return early", Tang Cheng felt uncomfortable at such a time, and patted Li Yingjun comfortingly. With his bags on his shoulders, he walked up to Lancao and hugged her into his arms, "I'll be back soon."

After all that is said. Tang Cheng let go of the bluegrass, turned around and walked out of the room without stopping.

Compared to the previous time he came back, Tang Cheng was faster this time and spent less time traveling to Yangzhou.

When he stepped on the bustling Huaishui Wharf outside Yangzhou again, the time was the middle of October, and it would take about half a month to pick the tung fruit from the east of Shannan.

Although it is late autumn and early winter, the city of Yangzhou is still bustling for ten miles. When Tang Cheng led the horse to the inn where he stayed last time, he deliberately made a circle and walked through the Twenty-fourth Bridge.

There is no bright moon, no green pile of smoke and willows, no costumed and playful singers, and the 24th Bridge has lost its pure and quiet soul.

The memories are not only about the relationship, but more about the woman who likes men's clothes. And those two months of nights. and the unspoken tacit understanding of old friends for many years on a moonlit night.

"Childe's surname is Tang?" It was a young man in a servant uniform who spoke.

Tang Cheng turned his head in surprise. "Yes".

"Childe is from Golden State?".

Hearing this question, Tang Cheng didn't answer, and asked with a slight smile: "Are you from the Municipal Embassy?" ”。

"Exactly", after the servant gave another salute, he had already taken the reins of the horse in Tang Cheng's hand, "The carriage has been prepared, please come with me, son."

The carriage parked by the bridge is in the style of a Xuan car, from the curtain to the curtain of the car window, it is made of Tang Cheng's favorite bamboo-patterned light satin.

Seeing this, Tang Cheng knew that this Xuan car must have been sent by Zheng Lingyi.

Stepping on the car, there is a small table in sight, on which is placed a bottle of delicate red clay stove, the good tribute charcoal that is burning in the furnace makes a subtle hissing sound, and the tea pod placed on it is steaming hot, but it is about to boil.

In late autumn and early winter, all this in front of him, or even the hissing sound of burning charcoal, made Tang Cheng, who had just experienced a long journey, feel a heartfelt warmth.

In addition to a set of exquisite white porcelain tea cups from the torture kiln, there are two small cups of Tiantian lotus seed cake and two small cups of preserved red apricot fruits by the side of the red clay stove on the small table, and these two things are also his favorite things when he went to Zheng's mansion that day.

Looking at these exquisite furnishings in front of him, Tang Cheng only felt that most of the hard work of the journey was gone, and after sitting down on the pillow, he reached out and picked up the page of plain Cambodia that was placed obliquely on the small table.

When you open Su Cambodia, you can see Zheng Lingyi's familiar hairpin flower.

There is neither a title nor an endnote, and what Hairpin Xiaokai recorded is a folk song of the Northern Dynasties during the Wei and Jin dynasties:

high mountain tree,

The wind blows and the leaves fall.

More than a thousand miles,

When will it be returned?

Looking at this "Purple Horse Song", Tang Cheng unexpectedly remembered the unknown folk song that Zheng Lingyi sang on the swing when he left Yangzhou last time:

Wen Huan went down to Yangzhou and sent Chu Shantou. Reach out and hug your waist to see, the river does not flow!

Tang Cheng sat quietly for a while and then took Su Cambodia into his arms, and the carriage had already set off.

Lifting the bamboo curtain, Tang Cheng asked the servant who was riding a horse outside the window, "How do you know that I will arrive today?" ”。

"Back to the son's words, the little one doesn't know", the servant was very respectful between his words and deeds. "It's just that these days, the six little ones have been guarding the 24th bridgehead at the order of my family, and today it is exactly 70 days."

Seventy days! As soon as Tang Cheng looked back, he immediately understood that seventy days ago was not the day when he said goodbye to Zheng Lingyi and returned to Jinzhou.

It turned out that his own people had not yet left Yangzhou, and Zheng Lingyi had arranged for someone to wait for him to come back.

"And this brewed tea?" , because of the uneasy emotions in his heart, Tang Chengdi's voice was a little out of tune.

"One of the six people is responsible for making tea, and the fire is not extinguished. The water is boiled and changed, and it has been like this every day for 70 days, even the lotus cake and preserved fruit are also changed once a day, all fresh and tight, and the son can use it with confidence."

"Good!" , Tang Cheng, who didn't know what to say anymore, put down the curtain of the car.

The carriage went straight to Shugang, it is still the Zheng Mansion, and it is still the back garden of the Fuzhong. It was still the swing, and the picturesque Zheng Lingyi was "swinging" slowly, and the wind behind him was floating in the air with the swing.

At this moment, Zheng Ling, whose face was blown red by the autumn wind, was very similar to the goddess in the mural of Wanfu Temple.

When he reached a high place again, Zheng Lingyi on the swing smiled and said, "Tang Cheng." You're back? ”。

"I'm back!" Tang Cheng's words were as rapid as his footsteps.

When the swing fell back from a height, Tang Cheng, who came over, didn't wait for the swing to stop, and had already hugged Zheng Lingyi down in the air. When the wind fell, they covered their heads with their heads.

"Thank you", today's Tang Cheng was extremely clumsy in words, and in the dark, apart from these two words, he really didn't know what to say.

"If you want to thank you, you can't just say it", neither of them went to stir the wind, Zheng Lingyi laughed, "groaned", "groaned", and the sound came from the darkness. "Say, what are you going to thank me?".

A moment of silence.

"As long as you want, as long as I have it!"

"As long as you want, as long as I have it!" , Zheng Lingyi was also silent in the dark, and after a long time, her voice sounded again, still laughing "groan" and "groan". But with a slight trill. "I sang a tune last time you left, but unfortunately it was a folk song from the previous dynasty. At that time, I regretted it after singing, why don't you use it with ready-made people? I should ask you to write a poem for me in advance, and if you really want to thank me this time, make up this one, and remember, this poem was written for me, and it must be written in my mood."

This idea is not tricky, Xu Zheng Lingyi is also proud of his idea, and said with a crisp smile: "If I am willing to sing, it is my acceptance of your thank you; If you don't want to sing, it means that Ah Cheng didn't guess what I was thinking at the time, and you always have to start over again, and only when I'm satisfied."

This time, the silence in the darkness lasted longer, and after a long time, Zheng Lingyi, who had lifted the wind, shook his hand, and Qing Xing, who was waiting in the distance, turned around and walked out of the garden after seeing this gesture, and when she came in again a moment later, she was followed by a few musicians holding various pipa tooth plates and other things.

These musicians followed the green apricots to the side of the swing.

"Folding willows", Tang customs, in the farewell to fold willow gifts, especially wicker is indispensable, because of the homonym of "willow" and "stay", this move is intended to take the meaning of keeping guests.

From this custom derived from "folding willows", and this tune is also the most commonly used farewell tune in the Tang people, especially in the Jiangnan area, after giving instructions to the musicians, turned around and went back to the swing Zheng Ling beckoned to Tang Cheng, "Ah Cheng, 'swing' me up."

Time seemed to rewind seventy years ago, Zheng Lingyi was sitting on the swing, while Tang Cheng was standing on the vacant swing pedal beside her.

The swing "swings" slowly, and the prosperity of Yangzhou under Shugang is presented in front of Tang Cheng again, in the ups and downs of this flying in the air, with the melodious sound of the pipa tooth board, Zheng Lingyi, who has a fluttering skirt, sings in the air:

Fold the willow and hold the hand.

Asked Lang when he would return, but looked back without saying a word.

Fold willow, complain willow,

How to short and long, only tie the concubine's heart, not the head of the horse?