"Husband? Sister Shu'er? Hui Niang walked cautiously along the edge of the pond. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the beginning, Guo Shoujing handed over the composition of the palace design to Ye Yingwu, Ye Yingwu was busy with affairs at the time, that is, he signed and approved it directly after a hasty glance, and these wives and concubines in the back house didn't even look at it, so no one, including Lu Wanyan, knew how deep this lotus pond was.

So seeing Ye Yingwu and Zhao Yunshu falling into the water and never coming out, Qiong Luan and Hui Niang couldn't help it, but Lu Wanyan still sat there smiling and didn't say anything, letting the two of them look for it along the pond in a hurry.

"This lotus pond should not be deep, how can it fall into it and not ・・・・・・" Before Hui Niang finished speaking, a wet hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed her ankle, and dragged Hui Niang, who was caught off guard, directly into the water.

"Poof" was another loud bang, and the water splashed everywhere.

Wang Qinghui was embarrassed to get up from the water that was actually only waist-deep, his clothes were wet and covered with mud under the pond, and he was pitiful and distressed. And Lu Wanyan and Qiong Luan shook their heads with tears and laughter.

Ye Yingwu spit out the reed tube that was biting in his mouth, and Zhao Yunshu glanced at Ye Yingwu indignantly, when this guy pressed himself to the bottom of the water just now, he expected that there would definitely be no good thing. Stained with mud, I had to bathe and change clothes.

However, Ye Yingwu's attention was obviously not on the sludge, Zhao Yunshu and Wang Qinghui were both soaked now, and their beautiful and graceful postures were outlined because of the clothes that were wet and sticking to their bodies, and even the white clothes had become a little transparent in the sun, which made Ye Yingwu feast his eyes.

"Look at what, look!" Hui Niang suddenly glared, put her hand into the water, and slammed it, and the water splashed on Ye Yingwu's face and body.

"The emperor looks at the concubine, it is right!" Ye Yingwu did not hesitate to follow and splashed the water on Hui Niang.

It was not enough for the two to splash water on each other, and soon they scuffled together in the pond. Of course, I don't know if it's more playing, or more tenderness and sweetness. And Zhao Yunshu walked ashore a little helplessly, took off his robe and put it on the railing, and instructed the maid to boil water and bathe.

Although Zhao Yunshu's personality is much more cheerful and lively than before, he has definitely not lowered his emotional intelligence to the same level as those two guys.

Lu Wanyan chuckled and said: "Sister Qin'er has always said before, don't look at the husband's southern and northern wars, in fact, the heart is no different from a child, according to me, even if Wei'er is here, he is much more mature and stable than him, especially at a critical time, but it is unambiguous." ”

Before the words fell, Lu Wanyan already looked at Zhao Yunshu with a smile.

Zhao Yunshu's face flew cloudy, Wei'er, this girl seemed to have an inexplicable persistence in pushing her sister into the arms of the villainous big brother, causing every time Ye Yingwu inevitably bribed her with a variety of delicacies.

"Queen Mother, where did Qin'er and Su Niang go?" A lazy voice came from under the porch.

Ye Yingwu and Hui Niang didn't know when they found a big smooth stone, and the two of them directly lay down on the "big" shape, not at all like the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the harem concubines, but more like two gangsters who were tired of fighting on the street.

"The husband has not yet ascended the throne, and the title of concubine is unacceptable." Lu Wanyan pursed her lips and smiled, "Sister Qin'er is pregnant after all, and she only goes out every three or five days, as for Su Niang, she has been in the six doors for the past few days and has not come back, this girl is busy and doesn't even go home, no different from you." ”

Ye Yingwu nodded, and his voice was still lazy: "A certain accession to the throne is now a good day and an auspicious day, so don't bask in the sun so gracefully every day in your harem, and discuss the titles of a few of you yourself, otherwise you will have a headache at that time." By the way, the group of people in the Ministry of Rites are now almost ready for the enthronement ceremony, and they have begun to make trouble about the draft again, so they won't come forward, Wanniang, you are the master of the harem, go out to deal with them, if you can delay it, if you can't delay, try to suppress the number of people, as long as there is an explanation. ”

Lu Wanyan, Qiong Luan and Zhao Yunshu looked at each other, and the title was self-proposed? Can the draft be dragged on, but the queen has to come forward? Suddenly, Lu Wanyan was full of black lines. I don't know if it's my luck or misfortune to have such a husband. At that moment, Li Wanniang couldn't help but sneer: "Husband, your hand-shaking shopkeeper is too much, the title of the harem concubine is self-drafted, why did the concubine come forward in this draft?" In the end, aren't you afraid that the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Historical Observatory will give the concubine a charge of 'causing trouble in the harem'. Although the concubine boasts that she is incompetent as the eldest grandson queen, she also does not want to be Feiyan Hede. ”

Let his wife choose a little wife for himself, it is estimated that only Ye Yingwu can do this kind of thing in the world. But obviously, in the heart of His Royal Highness King Ming, this should be taken for granted. At that moment, Ye Yingwu squinted his eyes and replied helplessly: "Those guys in the Ministry of Rites are not beating or scolding, they can only listen to each time, and they are afraid that Chen Shangshu's old body will faint directly on the main hall, so Wanniang, you are considerate and considerate of your husband, these days the Ministry of Rites is pressing, and a certain person also went out to hide." The launch of the treasure ship of the Ministry of Industry is a good reason. ”

Lu Wanyan was speechless for a while, and at this moment, a maidservant girl walked over quickly: "Princess Qiyu, the bathing water has been boiled, and the princess is asked to prepare a change of clothes." ”

Zhao Yunshu responded, and just wanted to move, but saw Ye Yingwu dragging Hui Niang to walk in front of him, and suddenly the girl frowned slightly: "Husband, you ・・・・・・"

There was mud on his clothes, on his face and even on his hands, but Ye Yingwu smiled and showed his white teeth: "A good pool of water, it's too wasteful for Concubine Ai to bathe alone・・・・・・ it's better for the three of us to be together." ”

Zhao Yunshu looked at Ye Yingwu with a sincere smile on his face, and sighed secretly in his heart.

I really don't know what I did in my last life!

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The yellow sky and swallow rock at sunset can be regarded as one of the most beautiful scenery among the forty-eight views of Jinling. Especially for people in this era, this piece of mountains and rivers immersed in the sunset oblique light has a unique charm.

Once upon a time, King Kang's mud horse crossed the river and went straight into Jinling, inheriting the incense of the Great Song Dynasty; Then Han Shizhong led the army to fight a decisive battle with Jin Wushu in Huang Tiandang (author's note: now Nanjing Yanziji Wai Bagua Zhou), there was a concubine Hongyu drumming, and the soldiers fought bravely, so that Jin Wushu was defeated and returned.

Today, even if the dynasty has changed, when people see this once shrouded in the flames of war, witnessed the life of the Chinese well-dressed Yanziji, they will still be full of emotion, the literati have passed here, and they will also take a handful of tears of sadness when they see the sunset and the wild geese returning to the north.

In the former Song Dynasty, Yanziji, as the "first rock of the Yangtze River", has always been a place where soldiers must fight, so the Southern Song Dynasty stationed a water division and Jiankang Mansion stationed soldiers here, not to mention, but also blocked the river and buried a water fence in case the Jurchen and later Mongolia once broke through the two Huai defense lines, Jiankang Mansion was not guaranteed. It's just that now the tense atmosphere of wartime has dissipated. Standing at the head of the swallow rock, all you can see is the large and small merchant ships coming and going on the river like shuttles and a little white sail.

A prosperous and peaceful scene.

Two years ago, who would have imagined that peace and tranquility would come so quickly.

The wind blew his sleeves, standing at the head of the swallow rock, Wen Tianxiang also exhaled softly. He was dressed as a scholar with a modest appearance, although he looked like a jade tree in the wind, but this ordinary shirt was enough for him to disappear in the bustling crowd.

It's just a person standing here, which shows that Wen Tianxiang is also here for private matters.

Soon after his figure appeared at the head of the swallow rock, a flat boat slowly circled from outside the mountain, cutting through the sparkling waves. Wen Tianxiang just glanced at it, and then showed a smile, and he didn't care about his personable image, so he took three steps and two steps to the edge of the dock, but fortunately, there was no one in Yanzijitou at this time, otherwise someone would inevitably slander this literati for really having no character at all.

"Is it the Minister of Literature?" The man holding the boat said loudly.

Wen Tianxiang hurriedly responded: "Exactly, dare to ask・・・・・・"

"I'm waiting in this cabin to see you." The man faced the prime minister of the current dynasty, and he still said without humility or arrogance, as if the identity of the person in front of him had no deterrent effect on him, and he could really be called a man who did not ask about the world.

Wen Tianxiang strode onto the boat, lifted the curtain, and saw the old man in the cabin who had been absent for a long time, and hurriedly bowed respectfully, and saluted his disciple: "Disciple Wen Tianxiang, I have seen the master." ”

Sitting in the cabin was Jiang Wanli, who had already returned to his hometown, Jiang Wanli was wearing a linen robe at this time, his silver-white hair was scattered, he was holding a cup of tea in his hand, and he looked up at Wen Tianxiang with interest, quite a bit of fairy wind and bones.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they were a little dull, and after a while, Jiang Wanli chuckled: "Song Rui, sit down when you come, the old man didn't expect you to really come as promised." ”

Wen Tianxiang's voice was still humble: "The master has a call, and the disciple should naturally come." A teacher for one day, a father for life, this kind of truth, the disciple has adhered to it to this day. ”

Jiang Wanli nodded, watched Wen Tianxiang sit down, and poured a cup of teapot for him with his own hands: "This is the best Longjing before the Ming Dynasty, if it weren't for the old guys in the Ministry of Rites who still think about the old man, I'm afraid there would be no such blessing." The good tea raised by the mountains and rivers of Lin'an, you can leave a fragrance on your lips and teeth with a slight sip. ”

took the teacup and took a sip slightly, Wen Tianxiang's humility went a lot, and said in a deep voice: "The disciple thinks that Longjing tea is a famous tea in the world and one of the tribute teas of the imperial court, so it naturally has its own uniqueness, but compared with the sweet taste and beauty of Longjing tea, the disciple prefers the mellow aroma of Biluochun." ”

Jiang Wanli's hand trembled slightly, and the tea soup in the teacup almost spilled. He has been in the officialdom for so many years, so he naturally heard Wen Tianxiang's words. Longjing tea is the tea of Lin'an, flourished in the Song Dynasty, and is regarded as a symbol of Lin'an's prosperity in the folk, and Biluochun is the tea that has just emerged in the past two years, from the "small Dongting" on Taihu Lake in Pingjiang Prefecture, and its name is given by His Royal Highness the Ming King himself.

These two kinds of tea, to say which is better or worse, it is really difficult to judge, but just now Wen Tianxiang did not really express his likes and dislikes for tea, but borrowed the background of these two kinds of tea to tell Jiang Wanli that the disciple Wen Tianxiang is now a courtier of the Ming Dynasty, and his heart is towards the Ming Dynasty.

With a wry smile, Jiang Wanli looked at Wen Tianxiang who was sitting precariously, and there were a few more moments in his eyes, and no matter what he wanted to do in his heart, just Wen Tianxiang's hidden words just now made Jiang Wanli see Wen Tianxiang's entire transformation.

The previous Wen Tianxiang, who won the championship at a young age and was arrogant and arrogant, often did not pay attention to the civil and military officials and the decrees of the dynasty, and sometimes even if it was the strategy proposed by Jiang Wanli and others, he had to stand up and fight, so many officials of Jiang Wanli and his party did not want to see him. This also made Wen Tianxiang as the champion of the Great Song Dynasty, and had the honor of being given by the emperor, but he has been depressed, and he has been floating and sinking in the Huan Sea for some years, not advancing but retreating, and finally has been reduced to no official to do.

(Author's note: Wen Tianxiang word Song Rui, the word Song Rui was given by Song Lizong, which means Great Song Xiangrui.) ）

But at this time, Wen Tianxiang, who was in front of the bowl, became more and more calm and restrained, sitting here with a straight waist, looking at himself without fear, and there was an atmosphere and calmness that Jiang Wanli had never seen in this gaze, as if in his eyes, the great rivers and mountains were already included in it.

This is the bearing that only the prime minister of a big country has, and he has the bearing to encompass the world in his gestures.

This was never seen and felt in the previous Southern Song Dynasty court.

Gradually, Jiang Wanli felt that he couldn't see through Wen Tianxiang, Ye Yingwu, and even more so through the great Ming. However, he still put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Song Rui, the old man has been boating all over the world and is at ease, this time he set off to come to Nanjing, and asked you to come, it is also unspeakable. ”

Wen Tianxiang didn't say a word, subconsciously raised his head slightly, and looked at the man holding the boat.

"This is the person that the old man can entrust to his heart, and Song Rui can be when he is not there." Jiang Wanli looked up at Wen Tianxiang with a calm expression, "The old man came this time, and he was also asked to supervise by many civil and military officials of the former dynasty to test the tone of the imperial court. ”

"Shizun wants to ask the imperial court how to reform the civil service system." Wen Tianxiang met Jiang Wanli's gaze without hesitation, "The imperial court is now reforming the army drastically, these main armies are loyal supporters of His Royal Highness King Ming, and there is naturally no objection to the reform of the imperial court, but when it comes to the reform of civil officials, some people have to consider whether it hurts themselves." They didn't have a way to test the tone from the imperial court, so they had to ask the master to come out of the mountain, I don't know if what the disciple said was biased? ”

Jiang Wanli looked at Wen Tianxiang, obviously acquiescing.

Smiling slightly, Wen Tianxiang stood up: "The disciple can answer the master clearly, this is the decision of His Royal Highness King Ming, and the disciple does not know." ”

Without waiting for Jiang Wanli to say anything more, Wen Tianxiang strode to the hatch of the ship, then turned around and bowed respectfully to Jiang Wanli: "The disciple is busy with affairs, and the disciple cannot accompany the master to sail around the beautiful scenery of this swallow rock, and the disciple will leave." ”

Watching Wen Tianxiang leave, Jiang Wanli exhaled softly, leaned against the bulkhead of the ship, and didn't say anything. And the big man who had been silently supporting the boat behind looked at him with some doubts: "Xianggong, Xianggong Wen didn't say anything, how should you answer ・・・・・・?"

"No one knows, and it's not the best ending." Jiang Wanli narrowed his eyes, "The old man left this experience, which can be regarded as an explanation to them, as for how they should go next, it doesn't matter what the old man does." After all, this old bone, how to withstand the wind and waves, the old man is more concerned about now, or why Jiang Hao, a rebel, still doesn't give the old Jiang family the incense. ”

After a pause, Jiang Wanli said lightly: "Let's go, the old man is far from enjoying the fun of boating." ”

The big man nodded, and silently pushed the boat out of the dock.

And Jiang Wanli stretched out his hand to open the curtain and looked at the swallow in the rippling waves.

The sunset is infinitely good, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship.

This is no longer the era that he is familiar with, so don't meddle anymore, no matter what kind of smoke wave Ye Yingwu and Wen Tianxiang and those ambitious young people want to set off, they just need to silently stand by and watch.

At least Ye Yingwu has come to this day step by step, and he has not done a thing to be sorry for this country. (To be continued.) )