Chapter 884: Mood

The mountain roads of Emei are rugged and quiet, although you can often see the figure of pilgrims, but it is completely different from the noisy and noisy scenic spots in later generations, except for the clatter of the hooves of the carriages and horses hitting the ground and the rustling of pine branches in the breeze, even the whispered conversation from the carriage can be faintly heard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"It's just a hypocritical and foolish old monk, my brother and him are rambling a little bit, it's nothing more than some demagogic gossip, which seems to be high-sounding, but in fact it violates human ethics and corrupts etiquette."!*

Lan Xi's face has been unhappy after getting off Mount Emei, and it is even more gloomy under the dim light in the carriage, and the slight complaints and blame in the words also made Wei Yangsheng sigh: "It's just that now Buddhism is the most prosperous, and the master's tranquility and Zen are a must in Emei." ā€

"Confused! Although Buddhism is at its peak, but those who are respected are the Western Regions Tantra, whether this old monk can help you become an official or keep your family safe, not to mention being the king of Chaoning, even if Lord Zhang has given those monks a good face, now I can help you cover up one or two, and you can't talk nonsense in the future, I also know your thoughts, if it reaches those two middle schools, your career can be ......."

Lan Xi's voice suddenly lowered, and the light emanating from his eyes seemed to penetrate Wei Yangsheng's body to his heart, and the secret that he thought no one knew was suddenly revealed.

Weiyangsheng, he is just a Han Chinese, he has nothing to do with the Yuanmeng nobles, and he has no official position, the only thing that can be praised is only in the attainments and appreciation of calligraphy and painting, so no one would have thought that he was actually a secret agent of Emperor Taiding, lurking in the peerless building to search for evidence of King Ning's rebellion.

Maybe it's to have enough reason to enter the disguise of the peerless building, or maybe his nature is like this, he seems to be intoxicated with bliss**, and he doesn't have the slightest ambition, after the shell of such a swinger is pierced by a word, Wei Yangsheng's original ease and wanton vanished, his eyes stared directly at the friend he once thought was familiar, Lan Xi didn't say anything anymore, and the carriage suddenly became dull.

Although the ornamentation on the wheels and windows is very exquisite, it is only an old donkey and mule that pulls the cart, and the dullness in the carriage makes the already rugged mountain road in Emei seem longer and quieter, but this dullness does not last long.

After a sudden bump, whip and cheer, Lan Xi and Wei Yangsheng seemed to forget about this matter at the same time, and turned the topic to Fengyue, there was no previous rush and depression between the words, and the laughter between the conversations continued to spread in the mountains.

When the two returned to the town, the sky was already a little dark, and the outline of the moon had faintly appeared on the canopy, perhaps because of the relationship near Emei, and the turmoil and turmoil in the outside world did not disturb too much here, although it was too much prosperous and magnificent compared with Yingtian or Dadu, but it was also a little less noisy, and a little more peaceful and elegant.

The night always comes early in the town, and although it is only dusk, there are not many people in sight on the streets, and the farmers who work hard in the fields have already gone home with the sunset, except for the few small traders who still shout from time to time, only the tired figures of the woodcutters and hunters.

Under the traction of the servants beside him, the carriage and horse stopped at the door of a small courtyard, and the little maid waiting at the door seemed to be very familiar with them, and without waiting for questions, he directly trotted up to meet them, helped Lan Xi and Weiyangsheng down, and introduced the courtyard.

In just a moment, the door that originally led to the inner courtyard was also pushed open with a creak, and a middle-aged man in a blue-black brocade robe stepped out of it, although he had a warm smile on his face, but his eyes still couldn't hide his surprise.

"The two of you came early enough, but it made Zhang unprepared."

Wei Yangsheng couldn't help but step forward and didn't dare to say when he heard this, and Lan Xi also stepped forward and said: "The hurry I waited for made the adults embarrassed, and I hope I don't want to blame it." ā€

Although Zhang Yi is much higher than these scribes in terms of identity, he has more idle official positions like royal literati than officials, and now the smile on his face after seeing the reaction of the two people in front of him can no longer hold back, and he laughed and said:

"You two boys are so polite that Zhang thought he was back in the court, although there are no delicacies in the house at this time, but there is a pot of wine, there are just some things to talk about with you, come in."

Although the courtyard in front of me is not very luxurious, the shadow wall opposite the door of the house does not have any elaborate and complicated ornamentation, just a few lines of poetry are simply engraved, but the location that originally belonged to several ear rooms has been replaced by a small pond, and the green bamboo lotus pond and the bluestone path also have a special taste.

A pot of wine, a few plates of melons and fruits, three or two confidants, talking about the beauty of poetry and painting, this is a very pleasant thing for a romantic gentleman, but if it is just a swinger who claims to be amorous but is actually obscene, such a plain content is a little unbearable.

Although there is indeed wine and poetry present, but more importantly, it is accompanied by beautiful women, although it is not a beautiful appearance, but it has the elegant temperament of the empty valley orchid, and the skills of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are even more outstanding.

Tasting the mellow wine, smelling the fragrance of the beautiful woman like an orchid, looking at the delicacy of the green bamboo lotus pond in front of you, feeling the beauty like a boneless warm and delicate body, holding her hand on the snow-white rice paper wanton calligraphy and painting, only occasionally a look at the shyness contained in the eyes is far more moving than the ordinary coquettish temptation, in the praise, but also let the vanity of the young people get all the satisfaction, as if they are the eternal stories of talented and beautiful people.

For Zhang Yi, a doctor from the fourth rank of Chaosan, Wei Yangsheng regarded it more as a disguise for himself at the beginning, and the pursuit of fame is inevitable for any literati scholar, which not only comes from his own pursuit, but also the interests of the entire family.

If a well-known romantic gentleman only cares about having fun every day, and does not have any enterprising intentions, then it will also arouse suspicion, if it is better with a Hanchen, then everything makes sense, but Wei Yangsheng did not find that when they stepped into the inner courtyard, Zhang Yi, the gentle elder, exuded from the abyssal blood sea, which was heart-palpitating.

However, with Wei Yangsheng integrating into this circle little by little, he became more and more intoxicated, although he still regarded indulgence as an excuse to get close to King Ning in his heart, and thought that he was a hero who saved tens of millions of people and water and fire, but this intoxication had long exceeded the limit of excuses, and unconsciously occupied an unshakable position.

A swinger who thinks he is a romantic gentleman, of course, also needs to say some high-sounding words to prove that he is worried about the country and the people, when the wine is replaced by tea, praise and ridicule have also become high-minded talk, from the life of the people, the undercurrent of officialdom gradually talked about the pattern of the dynasty, Zhang Yi inadvertently pulled the topic to King Ning.

"When the king of Chaoning sits in a high position, he only cares about his own selfishness, and brings disaster to the country and the people!"

It seems that he has not completely woken up from the drunkenness and gentleness, Wei Yangsheng said impassionedly, but Zhang Yi's next question made him completely sober up from this fluttering: "If there is no King Ning in the dynasty, what will it become?" ā€

If there is no King Ning in the current dynasty, although it seems to be just a casual idle sentence, but under the current court structure, the meaning of this sentence is no different from if the emperor is replaced, and he hesitated for a moment before he said: "The luck of the people, the luck of the world." ā€

"Which family and which world are you lucky about?"

Wei Yangsheng paused for a while before he stubbornly said: "Of course, it's the world ...... long live now."

"Long live the world now, hey...... Hey...... That is the people of the Mongols, and he is only a son of Timur. ā€

Zhang Yi's words were like a bucket of ice water pouring head-on, which made Wei Yangsheng feel a chill to the bone, where is the elder in front of him still half kind and warm now, it is even more terrifying than the vicious bandits, and he doesn't know what to say at the moment.

"Yuan and Mongolia used to kill the Han people like killing chickens and sheep, and now they have also demoted us to third-class people, and they had to surrender to their butcher's knives back then, do you really think of yourself as a minions of Mongolian barbarians?"

Zhang Yi stared at Wei Yangsheng's eyes and continued: "The number of these Mongolian people is not even one-tenth of our Han people, but it is because of selfish desires and fears that we have watched the Kyushu artifact being stolen by these barbarians, if King Ning is killed, it will only be the Yuanmeng Emperor who will be proud, once this world stabilizes then our hopes will be completely extinguished, but on the contrary, if King Ning can really split the Yuanmeng regime, then we ......"

"Re-establishing the Han Dynasty"

I'm afraid that this idea has always existed in almost all Han people, but I don't dare to think about it, but under the persecution of Zhang Yi, these six words are like a magic sound in Weiyangsheng's mind, and the extreme vanity makes him fall into a state of almost fanaticism, but the only remaining reason is still making the last resistance: "The war has brought too much damage to the people, if it ......"

"No if, do you want to watch the Han people being captive by those Yuanmeng barbarians, harvesting our blood and glory little by little, today's people have compromised in the face of fear, only the watering of blood can make the numb heart come alive here, for the sake of righteousness, for the Han family, these sacrifices are inevitable......"

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