Yang Yi's leisurely life didn't last a few days, and a holy decree arrived in Huanzhou.

This is a decree written by Zhao Xu, and the official format is omitted, and the content is just four words: return to Beijing to report on work.

After receiving the order, Yang Yi's heart couldn't help but lift, this middle order is simple on the surface, but the inner meaning is complicated!

I have been in Huanzhou for less than half a year, and I will go back to Beijing to tell you what I do! Zhao Xu shouldn't ignore the situation in the northwest and let himself go directly to the vegetable market after returning to Beijing, right?

Calm! Calm! Da Song didn't have a vegetable market.

Calm down a fart! Isn't there a noon gate at the entrance of the vegetable market!

Xiao Yi saw that he was walking around the holding room with the Holy Purpose, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and a discerning person knew at a glance that it was because of the matter of the eldest princess of Kang Guo, but this touched Yang Yi's personal **, Yang Yi didn't speak, and he didn't want to interject.

"Mr. Xiao, what do you think of this?" Yang Yi finally spoke.

"Don't worry, the official decree has been issued, and it is inevitable for the adults to return to Beijing. However, the official family is under the central decree, and does not stipulate the date of arrival in Beijing, so the adult should be slow and not fast, when the first person into Beijing to report to Su Xianggong, Zhang Xianggong learned, this matter is best before the adult arrives in Beijing, then the two ministers of the court and the central government will deal with it, otherwise the adult directly faces the king, I am afraid that the official family will be angry for a while, so it is extremely unfavorable to the adult. ”

Ahh

It's really hard to explain this matter directly to Zhao Xu, now let people go to the shelf, mediate and ease it, and then admit his mistake with his tail between his legs after returning to Beijing, and give Zhao Xu enough face, thinking that Zhao Xu is too angry, and it is not good to make a noise about this matter again, so it is roughly confused!

Yang Yi smiled and said to Xiao Yi: "Mr. Xiao is really talented! This official has been taught! ”

"Don't be too happy, my lord, with the help of the two prime ministers of the DPRK and China, there will be no big disaster for my lord. But Su Xianggong has always regarded Thirteen Niang as the pearl in his hand, and the matter of the eldest princess, the adult must first explain it to Su Xianggong, otherwise if Su Xianggong is angry, I am afraid that the adult will ......"

The weather is turning so fast! It was still the harmonious weather of early summer just now, how could it be a cold winter?

Yang Yi couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Fuck Zhao Ying! I knew that I had directly corrected this girl on the spot in Jinze, which was better than not eating mutton now, but I made a commotion.

Thinking of the Su family, Yang Yi very much wanted to bring Thirteen Niang back to Beijing together, but unfortunately, Thirteen Niang was pregnant and should not travel long distances.

The carriage traveled slowly, with a drizzle outside the car, the dust on the road was moist but not raised, and the distant mountains were shrouded in a confused rain curtain, giving people a mysterious and distant feeling.

The moist rain brought a cool feeling, Han Bier's smile has never been raised, and she has been tired of being in Yang Yi's arms, Yang Yi returned to Beijing to report on work, and she was the happiest.

And Qingye is similar, she took a small Xiangluo fan to help Yang Yi fan the wind, and her pleasant smile was like a small jasper.

Yang Yi said angrily: "I said why are you two heartless, Ben Zhizhou returned to Beijing to report on his work this time, and if you don't get it, you will lose your official position, but you are happy to be like this, what kind of system do you become?" ”

Han Bi'er smiled even more charmingly, and stroked the Confucian shirt on his body with her slender jade fingers and said, "Yang Lang is more handsome in a Confucian shirt!" ”

"What words? Ba expects me to lose office, don't you? ”

"No, no, Lin Daochang said, Yang Lang's bones are wonderful, it is the life of great wealth and nobility, and everything can turn evil into good fortune, so the slaves are not worried."

"Ethereal?" Now Yang Yi is speechless, this fake Taoist!

"Hee-hee...... Yang Lang, don't believe it, her mother-in-law is very credible! The slave made a lot of money, and let her mother-in-law take it to Lin Daochang! ”

"What? It's worth it! After returning to Beijing, see if I don't bring this parallel goods back to Dongxiao Palace! ”

Yang Yi looked angry, laughing so much that the waists of the two fox spirits were about to break, Han Bi'er said glutinously: "No need Yang Lang, Daoist Lin had already run back to Dongxiao Palace by himself a while ago, but he was driven by Daoist Qingyun again, hehe, Yang Lang, do you say it's strange?" ”

"And this? Belch...... Strange what? What do you mean, Bier? ”

"Yang Lang, do you think it could be that Qingyun Daoist sees that Yang Lang's life is extraordinary, so he wants to marry a female disciple into our family?"

"What's the mess? You'd think! ”

Yang Yi pressed her to her lap, making her round buttocks high, and raising her hand was a few slaps.

"Ah...... Yang Lang, you hit the wrong person, this was said by Aoba, the slave is just a parrot, you have to beat Aoba. ”

Before Han Bi'er finished speaking, Qingye threw away the light Luo fan and hid in the corner of the carriage like a rabbit, Yang Yi picked up Han Bi'er and smiled "sweetly" at Qingye.

"Big official, the maid just mentioned it to the lady in private, but she didn't talk nonsense everywhere, but the lady was the lady who deliberately wanted to harm the maid!"

After Qingye finished speaking, seeing that Yang Yi smiled more "sweetly", she pouted and glared at Han Bi'er, crawled over honestly, and consciously cocked her buttocks, but before Yang Yi could start, Han Bi'er snapped twice first, and now it was terrible, and the snake waist and pink arms in the car were twisted around, and the coquettish laughter continued.

When the two of them made a lot of trouble and stopped, Yang Yi said: "Okay, don't make trouble, Lintong is ahead, this trip is too fast, the official has decided, let's go to Lishan for a day." ”

It took seven days to get to Lintong, and this trip is too fast?

Aoba didn't care about this, and immediately cheered when he heard it: "Okay! ”

Li, which means dark black steed. There are trees that do not wither in the four seasons of Lishan, there are fragrant flowers in three springs, the mountain shape is beautiful, the peaks and peaks are undulating, looking at it from afar, it is like a pale steed that is contemplating and looking into the distance, and is eager to run, which is the origin of the name of Lishan.

Lishan is blessed, King Zhou You once built a palace under the mountain, built a beacon tower on the mountain, smiled for the Pomeranians, and the affairs of the princes of the beacon fire show happened in the beacon tower on the top of Lishan Mountain; After the Han Dynasty and before the Song Dynasty, almost all dynasties built palaces in Lishan.

Yang Yi and the three of them climbed the mountain in the rain, the moss marks on the side of the stone steps are new, the canopy on both sides of the mountain road is green, the warbler does not cry, the grass leaves are crystal tender and yellow, the north overlooks the Weishui, and the river is endless for thousands of years.

Han Bier and Qingye each hold an oil-paper umbrella, with a graceful gait, both of them are from Jiangnan, and their bodies naturally flow with the unique graceful and feminine posture of Jiangnan women, which are integrated with the beautiful colors of the green mountains, such as a moist poem and a faint ink painting.

Han Bi'er held an umbrella in one hand and a skirt in the other, looked back gracefully, and whispered: "The spring cold bathes in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy." The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance. Yang Lang, are you thinking about the hot springs of Huaqing Pool and the rouge fragrance that has not dispersed for thousands of years. ”

"Don't call me Yang Lang, hehe, you just call me San Lang! If you want to come here to wash the rouge, the Yuhuan Feiyan is like this."

"Yang Lang, you can't talk nonsense!"

"Hmm!" Yang Yi replied lightly, not too concerned.

The mountain road left by the previous dynasty is very wide, but there are few tourists who can no longer be seen in this rain, and the vicissitudes of the world are like white clouds and dogs. An Anshi Rebellion destroyed a prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the Imperial Palace, Tangquan Palace, and Huaqing Palace have all become a faint stroke in the history books.

The three of them boarded the evening pavilion, but saw a man and a woman in the pavilion from a distance, the women were about 20, their eyes were like water, their appearance was as beautiful as a fairy, a purple wood hairpin was inserted on their heads, and they were dressed in plain dresses.

The man is in his forties, dressed in a round-necked robe, with an elegant demeanor, and is holding his hand in the pavilion:

Leaning on the dangerous pavilion, hatred is like grass, and the flowers are still alive.

After reading the willow outside the Qing skull, the red coat by the waterside was divided, and he was secretly shocked.

The unprovoked sky and Huanting, the night moon is a curtain of dreams, and the spring breeze is tender...... "Good words!" Han Bi'er was sincerely amazed.

Yang Yi couldn't help but smile indifferently when he heard this.

The two people in the pavilion looked back when they heard the sound, and saw the three of them holding oil-paper umbrellas and stepping on the rain, the man was young and handsome, and the woman was enchanting and delicate.

"Lishan Yingxiu, Weishui Lang, this situation, this little brother must have a masterpiece, why not come and listen." The man in the pavilion still smiled elegantly, but it was obvious that he was condescending; It is said that literati are light, and it seems that this is the case.

Yang Yi put away the oil-paper umbrella, entered the pavilion and said: "I am actually a rough man in the next place, there are no good works, there are a few sentences of vulgar poetry, since Mr. is invited, then I will recite it to make a laugh!" ”

"Oh, little brother don't have to be modest, please!"

Looking from the evening pavilion, the Weishui in the distance rolls eastward, the Huaqing Pond under the mountain is in full view, although the Jingzhao Mansion is also repaired now, but compared with the Tang Dynasty, the Huaqing Pond has long been no longer the grand occasion of the year, and the corners are still vaguely seen broken walls. Yang Yi was quite emotional in his heart, and unconsciously recited:

What about Tongguan like iron?

Thousands of horses ride through Kyoto.

Hu Chen stained the hot spring water, and the sound of neon clothes broke off and thousands of families cried.

Several people have remembered the events of the previous dynasty, and they sighed and cherished their dreams.

The beacon tower was the king of the last week, and he smiled and saw that the millennium road was not lonely.

As soon as Yang Yi's poem came out, several people in the pavilion were relatively stunned, the middle-aged scribe's face was cloudy and changeable, the corners of Han Bi'er's mouth unconsciously curled slightly, and the dusty beauty on the opposite side looked at Yang Yi in a daze, perhaps wondering, how could Yang Yi be so emotional about this mountain smoke and rain, beautiful green mountains.

Yang Yi's poem has a rough rhythm, but it is very ironic, which is somewhat similar to the meaning of Wang Anshi's "The merchant girl does not forget the hatred of the country, and she still sings after the river / Garden flower".

"Who are you?" The middle-aged scribe asked dissatisfiedly, Yang Yi's poem not only satirized history, but also satirized him with it.

Yang Yi didn't answer, but asked with a smile: "Dare to ask Mr. Honorable Name." ”

"Qin Guan too!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's tone was a little arrogant, no wonder, Qin Guan, one of the four scholars of Sumen, how many people in the world don't know?

Yang Yi was very surprised, and secretly sighed that it was really a narrow road!

During the Yuan You period, Qin Guan was very prosperous in Tokyo, and participated in the compilation of the "Records of Shenzong" with another celebrity, Huang Tingjian, but after the New Party came to power, it was Yang Yi who proposed to rebuild the "Records of Shenzong".

Since it needs to be rebuilt, then there must be a problem with the original work, and someone must take responsibility for the problem. It can be said that Qin Guan and Huang Tingjian were degraded, and Yang Yi was the "culprit".

Qin Guan was demoted to a local tax supervisor, that is, "tax director", his words are well written, but he is not necessarily outstanding in governance, so he was demoted to where Yang Yi didn't bother to ask, it was rumored in later generations that he married Su Xiaomei, could it be that the dusty beauty next to him is Su Xiaomei?

(To be continued)