Chapter 437: The angel's name is Han Rui

The envoys of the imperial court came, the samurai family up and down, naturally attached great importance to it, sprinkled water and dust, clothed in red and green, there were newly picked flowers on the aisle, there was almost no lantern, firecrackers were set off, and when they entered the gate, it was the front yard, and there was an incense case for the table in the middle.

Before taking over this errand, Han Rui had already learned in detail the etiquette of the decree, and he was not stage frightened, he slowly walked to the incense case, and carefully took out the red brocade dragon pattern holy decree from his arms.

Even if he has not passed on the holy decree, but at least he has seen others read the holy decree, but he is not short of experience, so Han Rui looked calm, took a breath, and read it aloud, whether the content is, reviewed the warriors of Jinyang Gong, large and small merits, admitted and praised, and hoped that Jinyang Gong would be well born and recuperate, recover physically, and continue to serve the imperial court.

After that, there are all kinds of court gifts, silk brocade, ginseng and deer antler velvet, etc., anyway, in the treatment of heroes, Li Shimin will never be stingy with money.

"Long live Your Majesty."

The martial brothers shouted in unison, bowed respectfully, and then took the holy decree from Han Rui's hand, and then, reluctantly, handed it over to the housekeeper next to him, and it was estimated that it would appear in the hands of the Yang family later along with those imperial gifts.

The holy decree was conveyed, wait and see the samurai again?, let Imperial Doctor Ding take care of the treatment, whether it can be cured or not, it can be regarded as completing the task, Han Rui's mood was comfortable, but he didn't show it, but with a somewhat sad face, he said worriedly: "The two sons, what is the physical condition of the Duke of Jinyang, Your Majesty is very concerned, and specially sent Doctor Ding from the Tai Hospital to come for diagnosis and treatment......

"Your Majesty's kindness, the martial arts family, don't dare to forget." Wu Yuanqing was grateful, bowed again in the direction of Chang'an, and then said: "My father is not in a good condition, and he invited many famous doctors to come, but it has no effect, which is really worrying." ”

Warrior? Whether it is dead or alive, Han Rui naturally doesn't care, if there is no martial artist in the world, maybe he will be even happier in his heart, and he won't have to worry about how to treat the second lady of the martial family.

However, after receiving the errand, he still had to go through the motions, so Han Rui also sighed and said heavily: "Young Master Wu, you see, when is the right time to let Imperial Doctor Ding go to treat the Duke of Jinyang, and come under the order, I also want to convey His Majesty's condolences to the Duke of Jinyang in person......

"This ......" Wu Yuanqing hesitated, not because he didn't want to agree, but because of this kind of thing, it was not his turn to call the shots.

Feng Changshi also knew a lot about the affairs of the Wu family, and when he saw Wu Yuanqing in embarrassment, he immediately said: "I think that at this time, the governor should also wake up, why don't you go and ask for instructions." ”

"What Feng Changshi said is extremely true, I'll go right away." Wu Yuanqing nodded hurriedly, turned around to leave, and suddenly turned around, a little embarrassed, and said, "Please come and sit in the hall for a while." ”

"Wu Gongzi is polite." Han Rui smiled, and at the invitation of the martial brothers, he walked into the richly and luxuriously furnished living room with Imperial Physician Ding and others, and sat down in separate seats.

It may be that he rarely receives guests, especially a VIP like Han Rui, who is even more inexperienced, Wu Yuanshuang was dull, just listening to Feng Changshi chatting with Han Rui, and he didn't have the consciousness to participate at all.

Tiger father and dog son, Feng Changshi shook his head in his heart, since he knew that he was an envoy of the imperial court, he must have come from a lot of background, such a good opportunity, right in front of him, he actually turned a blind eye to it, and he didn't know how to make friends, no wonder the governor of Wudu has no intention of appointing an heir until now, so he can be so mediocre, can he afford the lintel of the martial arts?

Other people's housework, it is not their turn to point fingers, the thought passed, Feng Changshi continued to chat with Han Rui, the world and the north, the classics of history, the court and political affairs, all-encompassing, it seems to be disorganized, but in fact, it is also some kind of temptation, but the result makes Feng Changshi firmly believe in his own judgment.

Don't look at the age of the people, but they know the court, the place, and all kinds of things very well, and even some more secret court movements, they know a lot, they are not ordinary officials, they can know, if you want to say that Han Rui does not have the slightest background, Feng Changshi is the first to disbelieve it.

Of course, although he knows, but as a local official, Feng Changshi is still relatively self-conscious, flattering, patting sycophants and other things, naturally disdainful of it, but the more polite his attitude is inevitable.

After a while, Wu Yuanqing returned, and there was a noble lady behind him, it was the Yang family, wearing a gorgeous flower hairpin dress, a hibiscus-colored wide-sleeved shirt, embroidered with five Zhai Lingyun patterns, the color was bright like a flower, and the light was like a flowing glow, revealing a gorgeous and luxurious atmosphere.

is over fifty years old, but the noble lady of this era seems to know how to take care of it, the painting is Yuanshan Dai, the face is thin rouge, the traces of the years, not much, it looks like only thirty or forty years old, you can still see the charm that is still there, and it can also be speculated that the Yang family when she was young should be a peerless beauty.

It is no wonder that back then, a high-ranking samurai was willing to marry this Yang who was the same age as him, thinking about it, in addition to the concept of the family and the factor of self-esteem, Yang's beauty was also one of the main reasons.

The mother is a beauty, and the daughter's appearance is naturally not bad, and finally understands why the thirty-year-old Wu Zetian can fascinate Li Zhi, born beautiful, plus scheming and means, naturally invincible, Han Rui muttered in his heart, his reaction was not slow, and he had already stood up.

At the right time, there was no need for Wu Yuanqing to introduce him, Feng Changshi had already called: "Meet Mrs. Yang." ”

"Feng Changshi is polite." Yang returned the salute elegantly, glanced at Han Rui, and bowed slightly: "The woman has seen angels." ”

"Don't dare...... I've seen Mrs. Yang. Han Rui bowed and returned the salute, this lady is definitely worthy of the name, a serious court title, and her nominal status is far above herself.

"Madame Yang." Imperial Physician Ding and others also saluted obediently.

The lady of the main room came out, and the seats in the hall naturally had to be readjusted, and the positions of Han Rui and Feng Changshi had not changed, that is, the martial brothers were reduced to supporting roles, and they were naturally replaced by the Yang family, who was born in the royal family of the Sui Dynasty, and the demeanor between words and gestures was not comparable between the two.

I think that back then, among the noblewomen of Chang'an, the Yang family should also be one of the most influential figures, but now, just in Jingzhou, it should be very unpleasant to interact with local officials and the daughters of gentry and wealthy people.

Han Rui guessed, but heard Yang say: "The angel looks very good-looking, but he doesn't know what to call it?" ”

"Xiaguan Han Rui, I came to visit the Duke of Jinyang by order, there are many disturbances, please don't mind, Madame." Han Rui said, the face is kind or something, most of it is a pick-up, so naturally he doesn't care.

Yang's reaction also confirmed this, I saw her bow her head slightly and think about it, there are really not many high-ranking officials and magnates surnamed Han in the court, so it should be just an illusion, and then smiled with relief: "How come, Your Majesty is in charge of every opportunity, and still remembers the martial family, that is our honor......"

Although it is a bit hypocritical, but there is absolutely no irony in it, but Han Rui sounds very awkward, he really remembers the samurai, and he will not wait until he is seriously ill to send someone to comfort him, and he has already been transferred back to Chang'an for reuse.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, that is an inevitable truth, such as the eldest grandson Wuji and others, worked hard to help Li Zhi ascend to the throne, but within a few years, the head fell to the ground, and the door was beheaded, Wu Zetian was just an inducement, to put it bluntly, or taking into account the power of the eldest grandson Wuji, it can be seen how far-sighted the eldest grandson queen is, knowing the consequences of being a relative, but being a very human minister.

It's a pity that when she was there, she could still use the charming methods of a woman to let Li Shimin suppress the eldest grandson Wuji, but after her death, Li Shimin and the eldest grandson Wuji completely forgot her instructions, and the eldest grandson's family ended up in tragedy.

Of course, now things have taken a turn for the better, Empress Changsun's health is getting better, Li Chengqian's performance is excellent, and he has been appreciated by Li Shimin and the courtiers, the future is full of uncertainty, how history will evolve, Han Rui is very much looking forward to it, but before that, if the danger can be nipped in the bud, then it is more safe.

Han Rui lowered his head and stared down, hiding the inexplicable impulse in his heart, if, there was no Wu Zetian, there was no Great Zhou, naturally there would be no Merry Emperor Tang Xuanzong, let alone the Anshi Rebellion, even in the end, it would be inevitable that there would be a division of the feudal town, but at least it would be a few decades later, and many things would be different.

The excitement of changing history, the pride of creating history, at this moment, it was unprecedentedly strong, the palms of the hands were crumbled, the fingers were entangled, the joints were white and red, and there were bursts of pain, which made Han Rui slowly calm down, smile kindly, and continue to propose to fight with the samurai? Requests for an appointment.

"My husband is unwell, and the doctor said that he can't see the wind, and he can't get close to the living, so he is recuperating in the bedroom now."

Just when Han Rui thought that the Yang family was about to refuse, he heard her apologize and said: "Therefore, I can only let Han Angel and the Imperial Doctor go, and the others ......."

"It should." Han Rui agreed, and ordered the other officials to stay and wait, but there was a drum in his heart, don't get close to the living, don't be an infectious disease, it seems that you still have to be careful later, otherwise if you get contaminated, it will be troublesome.

"Two, this way, please." Yang got up and led the way.

Han Rui thanked him softly, and took Imperial Doctor Ding to follow, and the martial brothers and Feng Changshi stayed here, greeting those officials, and only chatted a few words, when he suddenly heard Wu Yuanshuang shouting.

"Yuan Shuang, why is it so rude." Wu Yuanqing frowned and said, how to say that he is also the son of the minister, and he must pay attention to etiquette to some extent.

"Big brother, didn't you hear it just now?" Wu Yuanshuang said excitedly: "The angel is called Han Rui......"

"What's so strange?" Wu Yuanqing said inexplicably: "I don't remember, we know a dignitary surnamed Han." ”

"Big brother, it's Han Rui's ......" Wu Yuanshuang was a little anxious, pointed to the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, stumbled as if he gestured, and explained clumsily: "That Han Rui." ”

"Which ......" Wu Yuanqing looked at it, and suddenly the tiger's body was shocked, and he couldn't help but bow his head to worship......

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