Chapter 9: It Was Him
The wind and snow outside the hall were a little big, Wei Degui saw everyone leaving, and Liu Jiyuan was still standing on the ground, he patted the dust on the big fashion, Wei Degui immediately arched his hand in the past and said: "Wei Degui has seen the prince, the prince's big fashion is dirty, or this one of the old slaves will be given to His Royal Highness the prince." ”
Liu Jiyuan was still immersed in the contempt of Liu Jien from the party, he looked at Liu Jien's departing back and took a sip fiercely, at this time he suddenly heard someone saluting him, he turned his head, and saw Wei Degui's greeting, he immediately arched his hand and said: "Wei Daguan doesn't need it, just pat this big dust." ”
Wei Degui was still very happy to see Liu Jiyuan so polite, he didn't say anything, but nodded and then entered the dormitory.
Suddenly, the wind and snow hit, Liu Jiyuan sneezed, he was afraid of the flying snow on the big fashion, and then looked up at the icicles on the eaves of the Yangchun Palace, those icicles were like sharp knives, and they were about to fall from the eaves at any time.
He tightened the mink fur on his outer layer, and then turned his head and saw that the door of the Yangchun Hall was open, so he closed the door of the palace with his hand, and then he went back to the mansion outside his palace.
In the Yangchun Palace, the inner guard Degui has been guarding Liu Jun's side, and after a long time, he suddenly felt a dizziness in his head, weakness in his limbs, and the whole person was drowsy, and he almost fell to the ground.
At this time, he suddenly looked in the room, and saw that the charcoal in the copper basin was a little extinguished, and the surface of the charcoal fire was a little white, and he instantly remembered the rumor that the charcoal had caused death, and the room was categorically closed, he thought. So he immediately ran to the window, and when he saw that the window was closed, he knew why he looked drowsy.
He opened the window, and the wind and snow blew in from outside, and the snowflakes rushed in and rubbed against his face with a sense of pain. The cooling made him wake up for a while, and the wind and snow outside the hall continued to blow in, Wei Degui suddenly felt very awake, he took a sharp breath of fresh air, and he no longer had the feeling of sleepiness that Fang Cai.
It's just that what he doesn't know is that this is actually a premeditation, if he hadn't discovered it in time today, I'm afraid that he and Liu Jun would have died in the Yangchun Palace.
On the dragon couch, Liu Jun's eyes were closed, his face suddenly looked very pale, if Wei Degui hadn't heard the sound of fine snoring, it is estimated that he would have thought that the one lying on the bed was a dead man.
Wei Degui saw that Liu Jun was sleeping soundly, so he waited aside. However, he was still a little worried, Fang Cai himself was so drowsy, and Emperor Liu Jun was still a patient, and Fang Cai also inhaled some coal breath, in case there was a good one, his own life and death would also be involved. He immediately rushed to the Hanlin Medical Hospital to invite the imperial doctor.
Deng went and said: "Thanks to Senior Officer Wei, if Your Majesty is taking a few more puffs, the condition will become more serious, but fortunately, it was discovered in time and there is no major problem." ”
"That's good." Wei Degui breathed a sigh of relief, if something went wrong when he took care of Liu Jun, he would have to bury the emperor at any time, "There is Lao Liu Imperial Doctor." ”
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In the snowy Jinyang City, Guo Wuwei slowly returned to the mansion in a donkey cart, and when Guo Qiyun saw his father coming back at the gate of Guo's mansion, he immediately greeted him, and then said: "Daddy, the child has received a letter from the old beggar again." He then handed the letter to Guo Wuwei.
Guo Wuwei was wondering, and suddenly received another letter, last time he was very puzzled about the identity of the other party's Changchun Tang, this time he received a letter from the other party, and he didn't know what the other party planned to do.
Guo Wuwei opened the letter and saw a sentence written in the letter: This year and next year, the Northern Expedition of the Great Song Dynasty, everything has been prepared.
Guo Wuwei was taken aback by this letter, he hurriedly received the letter into his cuff, and then said to Guo Qiyun on the side: "Don't speak, only you and my father and son know about this matter, and no one else should tell them, do you understand?" ”
Guo Qiyun said: "Daddy, you name the child silently, that is, let the son talk less and watch more, and the child should follow the teachings carefully." ”
"Yes, this is Daddy's good son." Guo Wuwei's face was a little red, he remembered another thing, his face turned a little pale all of a sudden, he lowered his voice, and then instructed: "Remember that you must not let people know about your martial arts in Kaifeng in the Great Song Dynasty, and you will never mention it, otherwise my Guo family will be beheaded by the imperial court." ”
Guo Qiyun stood straight, that was what he learned in Kaifeng martial arts, in Kaifeng he was a special soldier, Zhao Kuangyin knew about this, and the word "don't speak" was also a word that he was crowned after he became a special soldier, at this moment he remembered Guo Wuwei's teachings, understood his father's situation, and he immediately said: "Yes, father." ”
"Hmm." Guo Wuwei and Guo Qiyundao went to his study together, along the way he had been thinking about what Liu Jun said in the Yangchun Hall today, he didn't know if Liu Jun noticed a trace of strange smell, after all, as an emperor, there would definitely be some secret agents rooted around his mansion, and his words and deeds may also be monitored.
The father and son talked for a long time in the study.
The snowflakes outside the house gradually began to lighten, and the north wind became more raging, and icicles had begun to hang on the eaves, about the length of a man's arm, like a sharp arrow reaching the ground, and when people passed, they would raise their heads at any time to watch out for whether the icicles on the eaves would fall.
At the door of Tao Ranju, the pots of chrysanthemums have long been transferred to the inner hall by the old eight, and the old eight in the inner hall are sitting on the couch, surrounded by honeycomb coal and some pine charcoal from Kaifeng, and the inner hall also lit some East China Sea wood pine paste transported by Wu Yue, and the whole house is surrounded by a fragrance.
This person is the old beggar, he changed into a businessman's clothes, the whole person looks a little shrewd, he said: "Eighth master, the letter has been delivered, where should we contact next time?" ”
Lao Bahu Kangxi opened his eyes, and he said: "Next time, let him come directly to Tao Ranju, after all, his Guo Mansion can't go to people at will, and our people will be in big trouble if they are discovered." This Liu Jun's subordinates are naturally also in the capital, and only this place where Tao Ranju is a merchant and a teahouse will not be noticed, and at the same time, it is easy to keep his mouth shut. ”
The man said, "Yes, Eighth Master." ”
"That's right, Changqing."
"What else does the eighth master command?" Hu Changqing asked.
"Let him come to Taoranju tomorrow morning, I want to meet Guo Wuwei in person."
"Okay, Eighth Master."
Guo Wuwei was wondering, and received another letter that night, and after he read it, he put it in a copper basin and burned it directly.
The next day, the wind and snow gradually stopped, and there were a lot fewer people coming and going on the street, and the entrance of Tao Ranju was much quieter than usual.
"Tao Ranju, good name." Guo Wuwei raised his head, looked at the words on the plaque, and then walked inside.
Walking directly to the entrance of the inner hall, a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo-woven blue collared robe walked out, at first glance he thought he was a businessman, but in fact Guo Wuwei didn't think so, Guo Wuwei saw the man and said, "You are an old paste?" ”
Hu Kangxi arched his hand and said: "Contemptible people are, yesterday I really bothered Guo Xianggong, and today I actually asked Guo Xianggong to come to me in person." ”
"Don't dare."
"Guo Xianggong will definitely think that this is a superfluous move."
As soon as Guo Wuwei walked into this Tao Ran Residence, he noticed that although this place was in the market and was contaminated with the breath of some merchants, there was no trace of copper smell in this inner hall, giving people an elegant and quiet feeling, and there was a smell of pine in the air, which made people feel very comfortable, "It should be so cautious, my mansion is not safe, this Tao Ran residence is generally in the market, presumably they will not notice." ”
Hu Kangxi raised his hand and said with a slight smile: "Guo Xianggong is really thoughtful, which really makes me admire." ”
"I won't say anything else today, let's get straight to the point and talk about it?"
"Guo Xianggong is really a straightforward person, so let's get straight to the point, I hope Guo Xianggong will not be surprised next."
Lao Ba immediately ordered the little servant to serve a pot of Longjing before the rain, and then brought it up, and instructed Guo Wuwei to sit on the soft couch and taste tea together.
Guo Wuwei saw that the little guy brought up the glass cup, the pure color transparency of the glass cup is as clear and transparent as the water, and the turquoise tea leaves in the water are slowly rising with the water, and then suspended upside down on the water, like a thin needle, Guo Wuwei is also the first time to see this kind of tea, in his impression, the tea is generally boiled and drunk, not soaked.
"Guo Xianggong, please taste this cup of tea?"
Guo Wuwei picked up the teacup, and then took a sip, only feeling a slight bitterness on the tip of his tongue, but the taste was really good, and it was much more elegant than those boiled teas. "This tea is very good, I don't know where it comes from?"
"The Qiantang in the West Mansion of Wu Yue Kingdom is called Longjing, which was sent by a noble envoy last time." After the eighth child finished speaking, he also took a sip and said intoxicatedly, "This tea is only because it is in the sky, how many times is it rare to smell it in the world?" If Guo Xianggong is interested, I will give you some here. ”
"How can this be done, a gentleman does not win people's love. Longjing is still left to the eighth master. ”
"Nope." Immediately, the eighth child brought a pot of tea from the little maid, and then handed it to Guo Wuwei and said, "This tea was brought by that noble man last time when he went to Xifu, and he named it to Guo Xianggong, and Xianggong accepted it." ”
"Oh? Elegant? I don't know who the noble person is? ”
"Guo Xianggong, it is inconvenient for the noble person to come forward, but the noble man has a word for me to pass it on to you." Lao Ba paused, and then stopped talking.
Guo Wuwei saw that the other party didn't speak next, so he hurriedly asked, "What do you say?" Say it. ”
Lao Ba smiled slightly and said: "Your nobleman: Guo Wuwei is a loyal and righteous person of my Great Song Dynasty, a hero of my Great Song Dynasty, and his heart in the Han camp is in the Song Dynasty. ”
"Being in Hanying, and being in Song?" After Guo Wuwei heard this evaluation, he was stunned, it was the first time he heard a person who described himself like this from someone else's mouth, he felt that person was his bosom friend, he could understand what he had suffered, he fell into deep thought, a person who can understand himself, there are only a few people in this world.
Seeing that Guo Wuwei heard this, he didn't say much, he was just observing the other party's expression, and according to his observation, the other party was moved by this sentence.
Guo Wuwei raised his head and looked at the eighth child, he felt that the other party's identity must be unusual, but after all, the other party refused to tell him now, and he was a little worried.
However, the eighth child said: "Your nobleman: it doesn't hurt to say it, as long as Guo Xianggong keeps it secret." ”
Guo Wuwei saw that the eighth child said this, and he suddenly raised his spirit, since he had to tell himself in many ways, he was not afraid of leaking secrets, maybe people were not worried about leaking secrets at all.
The eighth man approached Guo Wuwei's ear and simply said a few words, which made Guo Wuwei stunned, and he couldn't believe it all of a sudden.
"It turned out to be him."