On the attic on the top floor of Deyuefang, there are now two people, the heavenly prince Li Wuwu and his sister Li Cao'er.

When Cao'er wakes up, she finds herself living in a big fairyland-like house, eating delicious food that she has never eaten before. There are also a lot of fairy-like sisters surrounding her.

Everything seems to be in a dream, so Cao'er doesn't want to wake up, but Cao'er misses her mother.

The elder brother told him that after his mother entrusted the grass to his brother, he went to find his father. Now my brother will take care of the grass. My brother's eyes are so good-looking, Cao'er believes in my brother.

The Oiran on the painting boat changed their methods to please Cao'er, because once the cook in the boat made a pastry for Cao'er, and when Cao'er fed it to her brother, Li Wuwu commented, "It tastes good." ”

Then the cook was hired by a big businessman with a high salary and went home.

In fact, now the third floor of the painting boat has gathered a lot of readers who want to get Li Wuwu's review.

Three days ago, a scholar who had repeatedly tried and failed issued on the third floor with the strength of wine: "Long hatred pursues dreams and travels alone, and the great river flows east year after year." If you have a lonely sail with the flowing water, your parents will be happy with tears. Feelings. Tiangongzi gave a commendable evaluation of filial piety.

Then on the second day, a fast boat of the "Great River Alliance" carried this scholar and an Oiran who was willing to go with him down the river, and he was able to go home to complete the marriage before the year, and the "Great River League" also specially hired this scholar as the special envoy of the "Great River League" in his hometown.

Such a story has moved the minds of many depressed readers.

When another scholar brought his own anthology to find Li Wuwu, and was commented that "the style of writing is fair, a little pedantic", and then this scholar was invited by a noble family in Beijing to be Mr. Xixi, the small flame in the hearts of those readers in the capital was ignited.

Li Wuwu is not seen by everyone, and the owner of the painting boat sent someone to set up a bookcase on the third floor. Those who read books put their articles there, and Li Wuwu went to read them when he had time. If you encounter a good one, you will evaluate it, and some will invite the author to communicate in person.

"Zhang Zicong and Zhang Gongzi were rated as 'gentle and gentlemanly' by Tiangongzi, and now the Zhang family has cultivated Zhang Zicong Gongzi as the first heir. ”

"You still don't know? Wei Yuanhou's concubine has an article that was favored by Tiangongzi, and he directly wrote a letter of recommendation, and went to Changle Mountain to study after the New Year. Wei Yuanhou Mansion has already listed this prince as a quasi-son. ”

"Haha, the son of Lord Feng Ji's family, wrote an article, and was reprimanded by Tiangongzi and said, 'If you have the kung fu to do this kind of fancy article, it is better to really care about the suffering of the people', I heard that I am now grounded, and I am going to go out of Beijing after the year!"

In any case, being able to get a comment from Tiangongzi has become a rare honor for scholars in Beijing.

On the fourth floor of the painting boat, there was a piece of paper in front of Li Wuwu, which was full of the names of some people and their evaluations. In front of Li Wuwu, the few people standing now were unexpected by everyone in Beijing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this piece of paper is a good talent that I have found in the past few days, you can see which ones are suitable, and you can recruit them yourself. ”

The people in front of them looked at the list, each wrote down the names of some people, and then bowed down and walked out of the boat.

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The eldest prince is nearly middle-aged, but unfortunately because he was not crowned prince, he can only live in his own Mu Wangfu instead of the East Palace.

At this time, in the secret room of the palace, the eldest prince was sitting in front of a person - the former prince Fu Hongtai.

"Father is never a person who doesn't make a move when he encounters an opponent, why is he so forgiving to Li Wuwu this time?" the eldest prince looked puzzled, knowing that his father was like a son. As the eldest son of Emperor Yue, the eldest prince knows his father's personality best, so he is still alive.

"Lord Wang, you won't understand how terrible Li Wuwu is, and you won't know how jealous your father is of him. Hong Tai said with a whisker.

"What does the old lady mean, will my father back down this time?" The eldest prince was a little surprised, if Emperor Yue really did this, then the lion king, who had lost his deterrent power, would be torn apart by the lions who took a fancy to the throne. There was a sparkle in the eyes of the eldest prince.

"Hmph, if it were someone else, the old man wouldn't have thought of what would happen to him, but your father," the old lady looked at the eldest prince, "The prince has been waiting for so many years, why bother?"

The eldest prince nodded, but did not speak. There are some things that outsiders won't know.

In the apse of the palace, there is also a person in front of the emperor who should not appear here - the former Shangshu Guo Mingshan.

Guo Shangshu left Beijing on the second day after submitting his resignation, saying that he was going to return to his hometown for the New Year. At that time, there were few people who sent each other, and everyone said that this was the warmth and coldness of the world, and once the emperor's favor was lost, what about the power that once leaned towards the government and the opposition?

But now this former Shangshu who has returned to his hometown has appeared in the depths of the palace.

"Your Majesty, have you really thought about it?" Guo Shangshu hesitated, the emperor's decision made him a little frightened.

"Do you want to stand across from me?" the Emperor asked with a blank face.

Guo Shangshu said with trepidation: "Your Majesty, you should know the loyalty of the old minister, but that Li Wuwu, Your Majesty should know that people like him will not be obsessed with power, you should know that he is not your enemy." ”

"My world, my people, when will it be his turn to show mercy?" said the emperor.

Guo Shangshu was about to speak, but the emperor waved his hand, and he had no choice but to retire.

The emperor sat alone in the main hall, under the flickering light, his face was a little dazed, and he muttered to himself: "Since you want to be a savior, then I will hand over my country to you······"

The twenty-third day of the lunar month, the year of the year.

The emperor issued three holy decrees in a row on this day, each of which shocked the court and the people.

The first way: the edict of oneself!

The Dayue Emperor's employment was unknown, which caused the loyal ministers to be wronged. Now I have made an edict to thank the world. In addition, Wang Tao, the servant of the Criminal Department, and other ministers bewitched the king, and sent Dali Temple to ask for guilt on the same day.

The second way: Snow injustice!

The former left capital of the Great Yue Imperial History Sun Zai, the Imperial History Taiyuan supervised the Imperial History Hongtao and others were wronged, and now they are announced to the world, and they are innocent and meritorious. Posthumously sealed Sun Zai's imperial history doctor is the second product, and he is called Wen Gong. Posthumously sealed Hongtao supervised the doctor from the second grade, and was nicknamed Wen Zhaogong······ The national mausoleum was relocated, and the descendants enjoyed the honor of being sealed. The ministers of the DPRK and China who were detained in prison were reinstated and given money to appease them.

The third way: the edict of the people!

Today, Li Buhuan, a gentleman, petitioned for the people, scattered wealth and help, and his heart was commendable, and he specially gave the palace a night banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve to rejoice with the people.

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Daao Mountain National Mausoleum.

Li Wuwu stood in front of Sun Zai's tomb, looked at the towering stone monument, gently poured a pot of wine on the stone steps, then put the wine pot on the stone platform, turned around, and walked into the wind and snow, the snow in the capital is getting bigger and bigger.

In front of Hong Tao's tomb, three half-burned high incense sticks rose the last wisps of green smoke, and then were extinguished by the wind and snow.