The bitter cold winter is always so long, and the cold wind blowing slowly, mixed with the flying snowflakes, makes people shiver.

The first month of the fifth year of Zhenguan does not seem to be so calm, and from the eve of this year, the last day of the fourth year of Zhenguan, the entire Chang'an City has become delicate. Because on that day, when Chao Zaifu, the son of the uncle of the country, the eldest grandson Wuji, and the favorite princess of the saint, the fiancé of Li Lizhen, the princess of Changle, was attacked by a group of unidentified people in this Chang'an City. This incident made Chang'an City, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, nervous, and the people obviously found that there were more soldiers patrolling the streets, and they would come forward to ask when they saw unfamiliar faces. Moreover, the Wuhou who patrols Chang'an City at night is even more equipped with swords, and there are some hidden figures flickering in those dark corners.

The days of rumors have lasted for several days, and the people dare not go out at will. This made countless people feel very inconvenient, but they were forced to provoke the people involved in this matter, and the eldest grandson Wuji is now a hedgehog, whoever dares to step forward will stab whom. Therefore, those who have the ability to stop it are reluctant to go, and the rest can only swallow their anger.

The eldest grandson Wuji has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, the double chin full of fat has become a lot smaller, the signature smile on his face is gone, and he has a straight face all day long, so gloomy that it looks like it is about to drip water.

After receiving Fang Xuanling's news that day, he immediately led people to the places on the news, but they were all empty, all those places were empty, and even the beds in some places were still warm. It seems that they have just been evacuated in a hurry. This made the breath in the heart of the eldest grandson Wuji suddenly choke, and even Li Er felt a chill in his vest. Be wary of the strength of the family again. There were only a few people present at that time, among which the eldest grandson Wuji and Fang Xuanling would definitely not leak the news, and the rest of the people, Li Er, were also confidants. But some of these people actually reported to the family. How could this not make Li Er feel cold in his vest? How many people in this world are on the side of the family? If the Tang Dynasty has a conflict with these families. How many people will be on the side of Datang? How many people will stab them in the back?

Therefore, Li Er once again raised his vigilance in his heart, and his fear of the family once again rose to the position of red alert. Don't dare to underestimate it in the slightest, these families are deep-rooted, and their influence in the entire Tang Dynasty is really unfathomable, who knows how many of their people are lurking around them? These gangs seem to be bent on reading only the books of sages, but in fact, they have done countless dirty deeds behind their backs, and they have put themselves on the moral high ground. Then point fingers at all the beings in the world, as long as they don't follow their rules, it is heretical. It is ill-intentioned, and it is contrary to the norm. But they themselves are doing the same thing behind the scenes, and they are even more excessive and unscrupulous than those green forest strongmen.

The eldest grandson Wuji can't help it. He pounced on the air from behind. knew that it must be these people from the big families who attacked his son, otherwise there was no need for them to evacuate so quickly, and these families all had a share! So now he has the urge to gather 100,000 elite soldiers to overthrow all those big families. It's just that he was stopped by Li Er, and he could only knock out his teeth and swallow blood, because the current Datang still doesn't have the strength to turn his face at the same time as these families.

"Auxiliary, give me another three years, just three years. I will surely pull these house slaves down from the altar they have forged for thousands of years. It's just a few descendants of Confucianism, and they are even more arrogant than the descendants of Sage Kong! Li Er said with some resentment. There are not many people who can truly express his inner feelings now, but the eldest grandson Wuji's brothers and sisters are among them, which shows Li Er's trust in them. In front of the rest of the civil and military officials, Li Er was the mighty and endless emperor, and in front of the people of Dawn, Li Er was a benevolent monarch. Only in the presence of these specific people is he a person, a person with his own joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

Eldest Sun Wuji came back from Li Er, sat in front of Eldest Sun Chong's bed, and looked at the sleeping Eldest Sun Chong lying on the bed with a painful look on his face, old tears were all over his face, he just cried silently, and did not make a sound. Thinking that his eldest grandson's family has always been thin, his grandfather's lineage is all a single lineage to him, and although he has married several wives and concubines, there are only two or three sons. Among them, the most brilliant is the eldest grandson Chong who is lying on the bed. The other two sons of the eldest grandson Wuji, one of them were born bohemian and unruly, and the other was still young and couldn't see anything. Therefore, the eldest grandson Wuji pinned all his hopes on his eldest son, hoping that in the future, he could build on the foundation he had laid for him and shine on the lintel of the eldest grandson's family. But now that Kai has not started to take the first step, this plan is stillborn like this, how can he not feel aggrieved and angry? How could he calm the anger in his heart?

Maybe I really can't afford to mess with you 0 intertwined families now, but it's still okay to stumble secretly! As long as the hands and feet are clean and they don't get caught, then just like they are now leaving themselves speechless, they can't do anything about themselves! Eldest Sun Wuji's face struggled, as if he was thinking about the gains and losses, and then nodded fiercely and turned to leave.

A few jujube trees wrapped in silver stood in a corner of the courtyard, and in the open space in the middle of the trees, there was a small pavilion, in which two pretty women were guarding the charcoal fire, and on top was a small clay pot. In it is filled with hot water, and there is a small delicate flask. In front of them, a young man stood between the two pillars of the pavilion, a folding fan in his hand. Although he is still holding a folding fan in the snow in winter, it is really sassy, but it is undeniable that Li Kuan, who is wearing a sky-blue gown, a scarf on his head, and a folding fan in his hand, now looks really a beautiful son.

The folding fan originated in the Northern and Southern Dynasties period, but it has not been popular, until the Song Dynasty and the Song Dynasty when the literary style prevailed, it really formed a kind of atmosphere among the literati.

"Your Highness, the wine is hot!" Pian Xing, now called Red Sleeves, got up lightly and said to Li Kuan.

"yes, got it!" Li Kuan didn't look back. Still standing, looking at the old trees in the garden and the snow on the treetops.

"Master. What do you think? Why the frowning? Another small figure also stood up, gently stretched the figure that had begun to germinate, and asked with a pure smile on his little face.

"Little girl, what do you say the master is thinking?" Li Kuan turned around, and just saw the lazy waist of the little girl, and a gentle smile flashed on her face.

"People are not roundworms in the stomach of the master, how can they know! The things that the master thinks are so profound. Tianxiang can't figure it out! The little girl shook her head gently, and a few green silks fell from the head of the bag on the top of her head, and slid lightly over her little face with her movements.

"As far as your mouth goes! Don't help the master pour wine! Li Kuan came to the stone table in the pavilion. The stone stool was covered with soft fur, and he sat down, picked up the wine glass on the table, and was served by Xiao Tianxiang. Slowly put it in your mouth.

A hot line. It went straight through the throat, towards the stomach, and in the middle of it made a warm current, flowing to the limbs and bones. At this moment, Li Kuan seemed to feel that his whole body was transparent: "This wine is really good!" It's made of new grain. "Zhenguan has obtained a rare harvest in the world in four years, so Jiuxianju has been fed up with a batch of new grains and brewed this stronger wine. This wine is purer than the previous Jiuxian brew, and it is strong, even if it is Cheng Fairy, who had to drink three buckets before. Drinking that wine fairy brew is also drunk after three bowls, not to mention this newly brewed wine that has not yet been named.

"Red sleeves. Since you have wine, let's play a song for this king and use it as a snack! With the piano music as a dish, I think it will be a good story in future generations! Haha......" Li Kuan said to the red sleeves standing opposite.

"I wonder what Your Highness wants to hear?" The red-sleeved guqin is carried around, no matter where she goes, there will always be a big piano box by her side, where it is her baby, the guqin that usually looks heavier than life, according to legend, this qin was on Cao Mengde's house hundreds of years ago. Who is Cao Mengde? During the Three Kingdoms period, it is not an exaggeration to call the famous ministers. Later, the Sima clan usurped power, replaced Cao Cao's descendants, and changed the name of the country, which was called 'Jin'! The piano collected by such a big man will be especially ordinary? And the information revealed by people who know the inside story is that the hidden corner of this piano is engraved with two small characters in seal characters - the bell.

And since the Jin Dynasty, this guqin has disappeared, until it reappeared in the world twenty years ago, but it fell into the hands of a dusty singer. At that time, for this guqin, many noble families went to the woman to cheer, which made a newly opened small painting boat stand out from countless painting boats for a while, and established the status of the woman who called herself Xiao Xingxian in Qujiangchi at that time.

When they learned that this guqin would not be sold, many noble families thought about using it, but because of each other's constraints, they couldn't really grab the things in their hands. To this day, this guqin has passed into the hands of Li Kuan's maid Red Sleeves, and has become Li Kuan's personal belongings along with its owner.

"What does Your Highness want to hear?" Redsleeves removed the case behind him and gently placed it on the stone table. Then the cloth wrapped around the case was unfolded, revealing the mottled guqin inside. This square guqin can no longer see what kind of material it is made of, and the vermilion red paint on it has been mottled and peeled off, forming pieces of cracks, which seems to be an ancient text with a unique charm.

"What do you play?" Li Kuan doesn't understand the piano, his forced style is not so high-end, but he can hear whether it is good or not, as for what feelings, what sublimation and the like are floating clouds, it is not something that he can taste. So he simply asked Red Sleeves what kind of music he could play, and picked one that was pleasing to the ear.

"Your Highness, there are a lot of slaves and maids, but I don't know if it suits Your Highness's taste, so let's play a song of spring and snow first!" Red Sleeves bowed down and replied, after a few days of adaptation, she had begun to accept her new identity a little, and when she called herself a slave again, she didn't have such an indescribable sense of sluggishness.

"Spring and snow? Bounce to hear it! Li Kuanduan sat opposite the red sleeves, the folding fan was gently tapped in the palm of his hand, and he looked at the delicate maid in front of him dressed up pitifully.

"Ding...... The sound of the piano ...... melodious, like the wind blowing through the pine forest, with a pleasant and warm smell, just like the sun shining on people in spring. Of course, this is the feeling of those who understand the meaning. They will blend into the world it tells with the sound of the piano, and such people definitely do not include Li Kuan.

At this time, Li Kuan only felt drowsy, as if this elegant Yangchun Baixue was a lullaby humming softly by his mother, which sounded in his ears, making him quickly fall asleep.

At this moment, a whistling north wind blew, bringing the cold of winter to the bone, which made him excited: "What kind of song is this?" The hypnotic effect is good, and I play a song every night to ensure that I won't lose sleep! ”

Hearing Li Kuan's evaluation, Red Sleeves' face turned cold, but he didn't expect that the piano skills he was proud of were a lullaby that made him sleep quickly in the eyes of this person! She stood up, took the guqin into her arms, turned around and left the small pavilion, and walked away without looking back. (To be continued......)