Chapter 22: The Loser is the Loser
Since the creation of Li Tang Tianxia, the title of heirloom has always been very rare, except for the eldest grandson Wuji, Fang Xuanling and a group of old people, no one's merits can be above the heirloom marquis.
The title of the eldest grandson Wuji is the prince of the country, it can be said that even if it is the highest honorary position in the empire, Li Er named him the prime minister, and the eldest grandson queen has always opposed it, so Li Er in order to express his gratitude to the eldest grandson Wuji for his merits, he was awarded such a title that has no real power but is extremely glorious.
Now, Xu Yang is actually fortunate to receive such a title, and in the eyes of outsiders, this glory is higher than the reward of a thousand taels of gold.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." To the surprise of the courtiers, Xu Yang, who had won such glory, did not express his gratitude as they imagined, but his expression was indifferent, as if he had only rewarded a hundred pieces of cloth.
Li Er looked at Xu Yang, who was kneeling down to thank His Highness, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, this Guigu disciple was really not surprised, he gave him such a great honor, but he still looked like he could throw away foreign objects, but this was what he admired the most.
Looking down at the court, there are plum blossom bones, slick things, sleek horses, and real talents, but these people are exactly the same, that is, respect or fear for themselves, the only special case Wei Zheng, when necessary, will also succumb to his own will.
But only Xu Yang is different, talking to him, as if he is talking to the people of the later world, between the pitches, there are some witty words, and this Xu Yang is neither as bookish as Wenchen, nor as rough as a general, but with foresight and a sense of freedom in life. Only in the face of him. Li Er will ignore his identity as an emperor. Forget to discuss the world's major events with him on an equal footing
At the end of the imperial meeting, all the officials withdrew from the Liangyi Palace.
Because many generals received the reward this time, there were congratulatory voices outside the Liangyi Palace.
Xu Yang couldn't stand this a little, if he had a better relationship like Niu Jinda, it would be nothing to say hello to him, and he would be very happy. But I'm afraid that those people I don't know will come up and congratulate myself, and I have been friends for more than ten years, and Xu Yang is very uncomfortable every time. In the end, he concluded that he was really not suitable for officialdom.
Out of the main hall, sure enough, there were many officials waiting for him.
"Congratulations to Guigu, congratulations to Guigu, the position of the prince of the country is comparable to that of the prince of the country"
"Congratulations, I will bring gifts to visit the Guigu in Xujiazhuang on the next day"
"I heard that Guigu's wife is pregnant, and in Xia Bucai, there is a hundred-year-old He Shou Wu at home that nourishes qi and replenishes blood, as well as a lot of ejiao and red dates, which will be sent to Guigu Mansion another day."
Sure enough, it came. Xu Yang patted his forehead, as the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person with a smiling face. This bunch of people rushing to give themselves gifts, they can't refuse.
"You're in a row." At this time, an elegant voice sounded in the crowd, and everyone turned their heads to look, without hesitation, and quickly listed a road.
Xu Yang was very curious about who could have this face, so many officials were polite to him, and as a result, he saw Fang Xuanling's familiar purple court dress.
"Gong Xu, please take a step to speak." Fang Xuanling showed a rare look of worry.
"Oh, okay." Xu Yang nodded and hurriedly followed
"What? Du Ruhui is seriously ill? In the corridor of a side hall, Xu Yang asked such a question.
Fang Xuanling's face, which had always been indifferent, was full of worry at the moment, and he sighed softly: "Ru Xuan's illness is a perennial hard work, and I have worked hard for my Tang Dynasty, and now I am infected with wind and cold, and I have no skills to return to the sky, even the imperial doctor called by His Majesty is powerless, I have heard that the medical skills of Guigu are famous all over the world, and I hope you can save Ru Hui's life." ”
Xu Yang nodded, "Fang Xiang and Du Xiang are the left shoulder and right arm of His Majesty, and Du Xiang has also taken care of Xujiazhuang before, my Guigu can't see death without saving it, but although my Guigu's medical skills are better than ordinary medical skills, I am not a spiritual pill holy hand, and I am not very sure that I can save Du Xiang." ”
Fang Xuanling's eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope, he and Du Ruhui have worked hard for so many years, although there is no military general's birth and death, they can all be regarded as friends who live and die together, seeing that there is a glimmer of hope, they suddenly made a move excitedly: "Life and death are fate, success or failure is up to the sky, thank you Guigu." ”
Xu Yang waved his hand: "Fang Xiang and I have been friends for a long time, there is no need to say more about this kind of thanks, hurry up and prepare the carriage and go to Du Xiang's house together." ”
Chang'an City is so large that it can accommodate all living beings.
Hong'an Fang, an ordinary square street in one hundred and eight squares in Chang'an, this square market is very large, and there is a large group of houses in the southeast corner, where is the Du family's mansion.
Because Du Ruhui was seriously ill, there was a gloomy cloud up and down the Du Mansion, Li Er was very concerned about Du Ruhui's condition, not only sent the imperial doctor to diagnose Du Ruhui, but also personally visited him twice.
However, Du Ruhui's illness is too deep, and the medical conditions in the Tang Dynasty are really not high, so the director is now left to hang with one breath, and he may die at any time.
Unlike the cloudy Du Mansion, the Changle Fang opposite the Du Mansion is in a prosperous atmosphere.
Changle Fang is a workshop issued by the six departments of the palace, there are few residents, most of them are some external government agencies, and the opposite of the Du Mansion is the external institution of the Taifu Temple.
The main responsibility of the Taifu Temple is to take charge of the affairs of the palace's vehicles, horses, etc., after the fall of the Eastern Turks, the Taifu Temple has one more task, and is ordered to settle the original Turkic Khan Jieli. For this reason, Taifu Temple has specially expanded the guest house, and allocated a huge courtyard for Jieli and his family to live, and is now doing the final renovation, so this is the scene of this prosperity.
Although Jieli was defeated and captured, after all, he was the khan of a country, and in essence, his original class attributes were the same as Li Er, so Li Er took a look at him, which has nothing to do with success or failure, but just respect between emperors.
However, 'the sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep', has always galloped on the vast grassland, where is used to the life of the guests, every time looking at the high wall eaves sighing, although the houses have been renovated, but the mood is still not good, and the people are becoming thinner and thinner.
Seeing that Jieli was depressed and unhappy, and the sacrificial Moda felt uncomfortable, he suggested to Jieli: "The Khan is not used to living in a house, so we can set up a tent in this courtyard and move in to live, so as to relieve the pain of homesickness." ”
This is a good way, and the uncomfortable Jieli immediately agreed, and the mermaid found ropes, sheepskins, coarse cloths, and long poles, and set up a posture on the grass in front of the guest house.
As night fell, a large bonfire was lit in front of the tent. In the melodious sound of the horse-head piano, Jieli, who was holding a wine bag, danced to the music while drinking, and his family also danced in a circle in order to make him happy
Wine can be intoxicating, not to mention the high-level mouth cellar produced by Datang, and the familiar sound of the horse-head piano in the hometown grassland is even more intoxicating. Eight-point drunk Jieli danced to the hearty place, threw away the cowhide wine bag, and raised his hand and shouted: "Prepare my thousand miles of horses, I want to gallop around the grassland under the stars!" ”
This was not a good thing to do, and the people looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and in a fit of rage, he ran over and kicked the campfire away, and with his arms open, he pushed through the crowd and bumped on all sides, screaming like a madman, looking for his Maxima.
Seeing this, the Moda priest went up and hugged Jie Li's leg, fell on the ground and wept. Awakened by the crying, he looked at the black walls and roof tiles around him, understood his situation, and began to cry along.
"Shame on your fathers and ancestors! Think of how beautiful I was before the Turks! Jieli cried and yelled to the sky, "Defeat the king, defeat the king!" I've lost it! Bring the wine! Today I'm going to drink all the time! Jie Li shouted, took the sac and poured it a few times, then threw it out again, and sang and danced and cried with his family around the remaining bonfire
(To be continued......)
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