Chapter 31. On the way back to Beijing (above).
The ups and downs of the tattoo world, although it is just a cold bystander. But Huai is to make the beginning of Huochai Zhou become awe-inspiring, worried that the object of teasing of a certain family's fate will become himself, obviously doing things in good conscience, and did nothing wrong, but in the end he ended up with nothing, and there were a lot of such things suddenly around him, "Could it be that I just started to contact the relationship with society?" "Forgive me for these sudden boring feelings, but I really hope that everyone will have good luck"
Eighty miles away, although the sky was still dark on this day. The winter sun has not yet risen, and it is half an hour before the dawn of the morning, but the thousands of Praetorian Guard soldiers stationed here, with the assistance of the defenders of Xuanwei City, have poured out of their nests and driven away all the passers-by around them, with strict security and neat uniforms.
Among them, the most elite sergeants. It is also neatly lined up in the north of the eighty-mile pavilion. As if a guard of honor, he tried to hold his chest up. Behind it are countless pennants displaying.
And Xiao Mo and Wang Han also wore neat court clothes regardless of their illness or old age. Not afraid of the cold wind, I waited there early. Behind it are hundreds of officials of all colors, countless honor guards and banners, and there is a red-dressed drum band on standby.
Before them, the official road that had greeted them just a few days ago was now abandoned again and sprinkled on the ground. Loess paving.
can make Xiao Mo and Wang Han greet them so carefully. Naturally, there is only the Eight Sages Wang Tian Zheng who returned from the front line. and Xiao Mo's deputy Zhang Yansheng in the battle of Shangyuan.
According to yesterday's Kuaimalai newspaper, the two of them will rush to the Eighty Mile Pavilion to meet Xiao Mo Wang Han at about this time, and then the four of them will not have much time to catch up, so they will rush to the capital non-stop.
Because at noon on this day, Emperor Chu Ling would personally go outside the capital, lead hundreds of Chinese military officials, and greet these heroes with the most solemn ceremony since the founding of the Chu Dynasty under the watchful eyes of hundreds of thousands of people in the capital and even in the surrounding states.
"Old, old" the cold wind blew. Mao Han actually shivered, and after being discovered by Xiao Mo beside him, he shook his head and sighed: "I think that when the first emperor was still alive, the old man was just the chief writer of the ministry. The elder entered the palace and went to court, while I waited outside the hall, when the cold wind was even more severe than today. It was two hours, but the old man didn't feel it at all, and today was just a time to wait for a cup of tea here, and he couldn't hold on. ”
Wang Han and Zhang Qian fought for dozens of easts in the court. Although it is the upper hand, it is also more than self-preservation. However, in terms of popularity, it is a complete failure, and everyone in the world says that Zhang Qian has the style of a gentleman, and gets along with him like a spring breeze, not observing time, but Wang Han likes to show people with majesty, valuing the family and ignoring the poor, and emphasizing respect and humility the most.
However, Wang Han's pride and majesty from a wealthy family and his old official residence are also divided, since he saw that Xiao Mo had a bright future and could only form an alliance that could not be suppressed, Wang Han was completely treated as an equal in front of Xiao Mo, without taking into account his age and official position that were several times older than Xiao Mo.
And now, this complaint is more like Xiao Mo's own kind elders.
Listening to Wang Han's complaints, Xiao Mo smiled slightly, in fact, he was still burning lightly in the past two days, and when the cold wind blew at this time, his head was a little drowsy. But he didn't want to complain like Wang Han, so he just said slowly: "The adult is not old, but his mood has changed. ”
Hearing Xiao Mo say this, Wang Han was slightly stunned. In an instant, he already understood what Xiao Mo meant.
At that time, Wang Han was just a chief writer of the ministry. The official position was low, and there were naturally countless goals for Wang Han to strive for, although the north wind was cold at that time, Wang Han's heart was hot. But today, Wang Han is already a very popular minister, one person under ten thousand people, in addition to continuing to fight with his old opponents. In itself, there is really nothing to pursue. I am used to enjoying it again, and I will naturally feel the cold wind.
"Yes, time has changed, status has changed, and the mood has changed" Wang Han suddenly became a rare sentimentality: "After so many years, what hasn't changed?"
"Ahem, adults think too much
After coughing lightly, Xiao Mo shook his head and chuckled. Looking at the sickly ruddy flush on Xiao Mo's face because of the cough, Wang Han asked with concern, "Zirou." Since the eighth prince and Zijia have not yet arrived. If you are not feeling well, how about going back to the Eighty Mile Pavilion with the old man to rest first? ”
Xiao Mo shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Xia Guan thinks it's better to forget it, after all, we are welcoming the Eight Sages King, don't be lazy, and there are officials from the Ministry of Etiquette behind us, so disrespectful, in the future, there will inevitably be the imperial history to impeach me and others for their arrogance, it is also troublesome, we and other people who have made meritorious contributions for the first time, we should be more cautious in our actions." What's more, according to the Fast Malaysia newspaper. The Eight Sages King and Zhang Zijia arrived at about this time. ”
After Wang Han sighed, he said, "I can only continue to wait like this." ”
Although Xiao Li has a few upstarts. Guihan is even more of a great person. It's still not a bandit."
And Wang Han looked concerned and regretful. But in fact, Ruo Xiao Mo agreed with his suggestion. Instead, he will look down on him.
On the other side, Xiao Mo said so. But looking at the surrounding scene, the wry smile on his face was even thicker, and he muttered: "However, it's really cold." ”
It is also ironic to say that at this time, a group of officials and sergeants who greeted the Eight Sages King and Zhang Yansheng were in the honor guard. Because Xiao Mo and Wang Han were the leaders, the two of them were also standing at the forefront, and no one around them dared to be side by side with them.
But because of this, other people gathered together, and they could still use the bodies of the people around them to block the cold wind, Xiao Mo and Wang Han, the old and the weak, although their status was much higher than others, they could only face the winter wind helplessly, and they were miserable.
However, the officials behind Xiao Mo and Wang Han looked at the two of them with extremely hot eyes, looking at Xiao Mo and Wang Han chatting, they all wanted to participate in it, but they didn't dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi, after all, the status difference was too far, and they couldn't wait to change their positions to suffer on behalf of the two, as Wang Han said before, the time is different, the status is different, and the mood is different.
Sometimes, there is some suffering, and it is not possible for anyone to eat it, which may also be a kind of irony.
And just when Xiao Mo and Wang Han were chatting with each other. After hesitating for a long time, an official finally gained courage, held two fox fur coats in his hands, walked behind Xiao Mo and Wang Han, with a hint of flattery on his face, and whispered: "Your Excellency." Lord Xiao, the weather is cold at this time, there are two good fox furs here in Xiaguan, how about the two adults put on to block the wind and cold first? Otherwise, looking at the two adults like this, it will make the lower official's heart ache. ”
Behind the official, a long-term entourage held two copper kettles of charcoal.
After seeing this scene, the eyes of the other officials were either sarcastic or gloating, although they all expressed their approval, and Xiao Mo Wang Han suffered, but they were even more bitter in their hearts, but there was no next move.
Although a few people occasionally think that this is a good time to pat on the back, they are actually ignored by themselves. Remorse, but after someone whispered a few words in their ear, these people became gloating like the others.
On the other side, the official who was holding a fox fur and patting his ass was also shocked when he saw the looks of his colleagues around him, but he couldn't understand what he had done wrong.
Sure enough, hearing the official's sudden interjection, Xiao Mo shook his head slightly and said, "Thank you for your concern, but don't worry, I and the privy envoy are waiting for the Eighth Prince's arrival, how can you care about such a small wind." ”
But Wang Han snorted slightly, and ignored the official's flattery.
It turned out that Xiao Mo Wang Han at this time was wearing thick clothes. Wearing winter clothes, wearing a purple trick fur, and a royal cloak on his shoulders, it has reached the extreme, although the cold wind only feels biting after the cold wind. But if you wear any more robes, it will be as bloated as a ball, giving people a feeling of weakness; And to greet the Eight Sages King in such a dress, with a fire pot in his hand, will leave the impression that he is not willing to wait in such an environment,"
Wait, wait, there are many reasons, otherwise, with Di Shangquan's prudence, how could he be so negligent and let Xiao Mo suffer? Above officialdom, many times, every move, even a kind of dress, a kind of image. All represent a meaning, so naturally they will not accept the official's good intentions.
Watching the official walk away, there was a faint hint of panic in his expression, and he seemed to understand that his horse's fart had slapped the horse's leg.
After the official left, a chief beside Wang Han snorted and said, "This official doesn't understand the rules at all, does he think we are willing to wait like this?" It's as if we don't have a coat to wear. ”
Wang Han didn't move, but said lightly: "Maybe he understands, he just wants to take the opportunity to express his heart to us, forget it." No need to pursue it,"
"Then it will be when." Chang Sui shook his head.
Sycophants are essentially treating the subject as a horse, thinking that they are as easy to deal with as a horse, but in fact this is not the case.
Above the officialdom, when the lower officials meet the officials, they will always play with some thoughts, or sycophants or seek benefits, thinking that what they are doing is obscure, but in fact, it is true. It has already fallen into the eyes of Shangguan, but these thoughts are also an attitude and a tendency in themselves.
Listening to the conversation between Wang Han and his entourage, Xiao Mo suddenly had such a layer of realization in his heart.
And just here, I saw a fast horse arrive, came to Xiao Mo and Wang Han and rolled off the horse. After running in front of Xiao Mo and Wang Han, he knelt down and said, "Lord Privy Envoy, Lord Xiao, Lord Eight Princes and Lord Wang have already rushed ten miles away, bypassed Xuanwei City, and are rushing here.
After hearing the Kuaimalai report, Xiao Mo and Wang Han glanced at each other. I was thinking, "It's finally here."