Chapter 407: Winter
carriage
Shake;
Ji Chengjue, dressed in silver mink, sat in the carriage, holding a small stove in his hand.
Opposite it, sat Fan Shaoliang, dressed in a long robe;
Fan Zhengwen's son, he and his mother were sent out of Chu by Fan Zhengwen early and came to Yanjing City.
After arriving in Yanjing,
Lives next door to the palace.
Ji Chengjue looked at the young man in front of him who was thinly dressed with a sword,
Shaking his head,
Road:
"When I was young, I didn't know how expensive fire was, and I cried at Kangkong when I was old."
Fan Shaoliang is instinctively a little restrained in front of his cousin, although his cousin has always been very approachable and likes to joke, especially when getting along with his family, he is gentle and unassuming;
But Fan Shaoliang is still afraid of the sixth prince of the dynasty.
"I really don't feel cold."
"The surnamed Zheng said in the letter that Jindong was very cold, and asked me to send him more cotton fur to keep him warm for the winter."
Fan Shaoliang said: "The land of Jindong should be colder in winter than my home. β
"Heh, but the problem is that the snow field is on the opposite door of his surname Zheng, and the snow field savage has long been pinched into a circle if he wants to be rounded, and he is actually embarrassed to open his mouth to ask me for fur?"
"This ........."
Fan Shaoliang had met Marquis Zheng, and at the same time, his father had also told him some things about Marquis Zheng.
So, at this point, he didn't know how to interject.
Although they were relatives, Fan Shaoliang didn't feel that he had the qualifications to evaluate that Dayan's newly promoted military meritor.
Ji Chengjue sighed angrily,
Road:
"However, that guy is really afraid of the cold, and in winter, he will wear a lot, which is like you, and he is so angry."
"Cousin, I can't get home from this cultivation, and I can't control the operation of qi and blood, so I think it should be ......... to come to Marquis Zheng."
"He's also a half-person in practice, but he's just a little better than me."
"Marquis Zheng........."
The example of King Jingnan is in front,
Defeat the Sword Master, lead the army to the battle, and be invincible;
Naturally, Marquis Zheng, who is vaguely regarded as the next generation of military gods of Dayan, has also been given the title of a third-grade master.
The people may think that such a powerful Pingxi Hou, how can his personal cultivation not be high?
Among them,
Also includes Fan Shaoliang.
Because he had seen the scene of Marquis Zheng entering Chu to rob the princess, if he didn't rely on his own strength, how could he have this courage?
It can only be said that
When your status reaches a certain height,
When the people below look at you, they will be enveloped in the sun's rays, and naturally they will be haloed.
"Have you read your father's letter?"
"Look, what Dad meant, let me study in Yanjing City."
After a pause,
Fan Shaoliang said again;
"Let me do things next to you, cousin."
Ji Chengjue nodded and said:
"It's reasonable and reasonable, it's all right, in the battle of Chu, your Fan family made a great contribution, and the follow-up reward will come down before the year, and when the time comes, your Fan family will have to have a hereditary prefect."
The hereditary prefect is actually equivalent to a small model of "ripping the soil and sealing the marquis".
When the thorn-faced prince was still there, in order to better manage and pacify the rebellion of the natives in the southwest, the leaders of the natives who were willing to take refuge in the imperial court were given the title of Tusi official, which was equivalent to a hereditary county lord and prefect.
Externally, he is a minister of the imperial court; Internally, he is still the "king" of one place.
"My father doesn't really want these rewards." Fan Shaoliang pursed his lips, "I understand my father, what he wants is that the Fan family is like a normal family, reproduce, live, and no longer be slaves." β
Ji Chengjue automatically ignored Fan Shaoliang's words.
When the level is not equal, it is easy to say naΓ―ve things.
Fan Zhengwen didn't want the Fan family to be a slave, this point, Ji Chengjue believed, just for this, Ji Chengjue didn't believe it.
The slave turned over, not to get out of the identity of the slave, nor to break this rule, but when he was a slave, he saw the benefits of being a master;
He is, he wants to be the master.
It's just that there is no need to explain these words to the young man in front of him.
This is still a piece of jade in front of him, Ji Chengjue appreciates it very much, and he can't say that ten years later, the Fan family will be able to move out of the Mengshan area, provided that Fan Shaoliang can gain a firm foothold in Yanjing.
Of course
As soon as the domain was established, I thought about cutting the domain, which was equivalent to taking off my pants and farting.
Then
The carriage was stopped by a group of armor soldiers.
Gonggong Zhang, who was driving the car, showed the token of the palace,
The guards of the mausoleum saluted the carriage in unison:
"See Sixth Highness, Your Highness Fukang."
Ji Chengjue didn't show up.
Shaoqing,
The carriage continued on and entered the Imperial Tomb.
From the day of each generation of emperors to the throne, whether he is an old prince or a child, from that day on, the mausoleum will be put on the agenda and the construction will begin.
This is a huge project, and it is also the practice of kings since ancient times.
emperor
The glory of life can no longer satisfy him,
Even after death, he still has to keep his share of pomp.
When the national strength is strong, the mausoleum will be built a little more magnificently, and when the national strength is weak......... You have to cultivate it more atmosphericly, you say it's a swollen face and a fat person, you say it's to give yourself some feng shui;
All in all, it's a top priority.
The previous ancestors of the Yan Kingdom were no exception.
until
His own father ascended the throne.
First of all, his father limited the layout of his mausoleum to a very small size, probably only one-tenth of the scale of the previous emperor.
It's really too small to look at.
At that time, the government and the opposition may have thought that Emperor Yan was to sweep away the extravagant and extravagant atmosphere of advocating extravagance during the reign of the previous emperor, so he did it deliberately.
But only the princes who are qualified to take over his dragon chair know,
In the future, no matter which of the brothers sits in that position, in the matter of repairing the mausoleum, the specifications will inevitably not exceed their own Lao Tzu, and in order to show respect, they will have to continue to shrink.
Unless you are eloquent and have made greater achievements than your own Lao Tzu, you don't have the face to change this rule at all.
In the same way, the living nobles, after the size of the emperor's mausoleum was reduced, how could they dare to commit taboos and surpass the emperor?
Naturally, it will shrink with it.
Ji Chengjue feels that this is the "foundation" and the "rules".
In this regard, his father did a lot a long time ago without showing his face;
There is no fanfare to erect a big monument on the side of the imperial road outside Yanjing City, which is engraved with new laws one by one;
That one
Useless.
What is really useful is to turn yourself into a monument, and future generations, when they encounter the same thing, will naturally take you as an example and take you as a standard.
The Xia people have a tradition, they don't respect the rules very much, but they worship their ancestors very much.
The ancestors are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and later generations will look at it, which ancestor is wise and powerful, and which ancestor is confused, in fact, it is clear at a glance.
Ji Chengjue slowly closed his eyes,
As a child,
Many people have said, including his own father,
I am very similar to him.
After so many years,
After beating himself to take charge of the household department and holding a big wedding, this statement was brought up again.
People with intentions, people without intentions, and people with ulterior motives, with their own different purposes, are building momentum for themselves.
In the Beijing restaurant,
Ji Chengjue took the butcher's daughter home,
He also said in high spirits,
Today, he Ji Chengjue re-entered the plate.
Why was he able to play with Zheng Fan, at the beginning, he really didn't have any interests;
After all, he was pretending to be a pig at that time, and he hadn't seen a steamed tiger yet, surnamed Zheng, was still a grassroots and miscellaneous school captain;
So, it's really like-minded;
That kind of narcissistic hypocrisy,
surnamed Zheng,
Ji Chengjue, too.
He once felt that if it weren't for his father's deliberate suppression,
No matter what the concubine is out of,
He Ji Lao Liu,
It can definitely do better than the original Situ Lei, and it is also more absolutely amazing.
but
Suddenly,
You look up,
only to find out,
The lion who was dying of old age and fell into the age of the dead candle in his illness,
What he has revealed,
It's something completely different from myself.
conspiracy
ruse
Figuring
layout
No matter how many of your people, no matter how much of your potential, no matter how dense the chess pieces,
In summary
In front of the dignified face, they are all so vulnerable.
Myself
I used to be obsessed, but I fell into a kind of dead end.
And the one surnamed Zheng,
He once said a sentence, that sentence, at the time, sounded like nothing, but now in a different state of mind, and then take it out and taste it, there is a kind of transparency that sees through the chaos and points to the essence:
Out of the knife out of the regime.
"He, he has seen it clearly."
"Huh?" Fan Shaoliang was a little puzzled.
Ji Chengjue didn't explain, but got up, and the carriage stopped at this time.
Today's tomb of Emperor Yan has arrived,
But
His father is still in the back garden,
Coming here at this time, it is naturally impossible to mourn his father who is still alive.
But after his third brother left, his father decreed that the third brother should be buried in his own mausoleum, and the father and son would be buried together.
Many ministers praised this as the highest courtesy for the son of man and a minister, and to accompany the emperor's mausoleum!
But in Ji Laoliu's view,
It's nothing more than his father wanting to save some money.
got out of the carriage,
Xiao Suo in winter, in the mausoleum, looks particularly clear.
Even if his father's mausoleum has shrunk a lot according to the old system, it is still very large here.
Fan Shaoliang couldn't help but speak behind him:
"Cousin, it's not appropriate to come here at this time, right?"
It wasn't his turn to ask these words, but he thought that since he was a relative, he should say them.
Even if my cousin probably won't answer.
In fact, Ji Chengjue did not answer.
Because
Ji Chengjue himself didn't know why he wanted to come here to see the third brother on a whim yesterday.
He also understood that he couldn't hide the matter of coming to the imperial tomb today, and he didn't think about hiding it.
My father was seriously ill,
But he came to see the imperial tomb,
Even if you explain to the outside world that you are mourning your third brother, who believes it?
Move
It's similar to a folk relative who is seriously ill and you go to a longevity material shop to buy paper money and come back.
However, for Ji Lao Liu, this is a sensitive period, anyway, there are more lice and he is not afraid of biting;
For some real ministers, they may be surprised and puzzled as to why the Six Princes, who are so politically savvy, would make such a low-level mistake at this time.
"I've seen His Highness the Sixth."
An old eunuch came over with a broom.
The old eunuch's surname was Qin, and he was once ranked before Wei Zhonghe, but because of his crime, he was demoted by his father to guard the tomb in advance.
Ji Chengjue nodded at him,
Road;
"It's cold, add more clothes."
Saying,
Ji Chengjue covered his nose,
Road:
"Drink less, too."
"Huh." Old Eunuch Qin smiled and pointed behind him, "Your Highness is here to see the Third Highness, right?" β
Ji Chengjue nodded.
"Coincidentally."
The old eunuch Qin retreated silently, and drew a "two" in his hand.
prince
It's there, too.
Ji Chengjue continued to walk in,
really
front
I saw the prince in a white brocade robe.
When Li Yinglian saw Ji Chengjue coming, she was startled at first, and then silently retreated, and guarded both sides with Gonggong Zhang, one south and one north.
Both of them have some Qi Refiner kung fu, and they may not be able to get on the table of a real grandmaster in a fight, but there are some means to prevent eavesdropping.
In such a situation,
Whatever you say next,
Unless the dead third brother crawls out of the coffin to find his father to inform, it is basically impossible to leak out.
are all princes,
One is the crown prince, and the other is the god of wealth of the Yan State Household Department,
If you can't even guarantee loyalty as a personal companion, you can really go find a piece of tofu and kill you.
"Second brother, I've lost weight."
Ji Chengjue said.
The prince smiled,
Road:
"Every time we meet, you say that I have lost weight, and you have said it several times, am I now skinny? Or, maybe the third brother buried below right now has more flesh on his body than me? β
The deceased is gone,
Joke on the deceased,
Square peg;
But to put it bluntly, it's your own brother buried in the ground, so it doesn't matter.
Ordinary people are very afraid of ghosts, and they also instinctively reject the dead and the mourning hall, but that's because the dead are not close to you.
If it's true, you'd rather have him sit up and have a few more drinks with you.
"If you don't have a year, you don't have a festival, how did you think of coming here." The prince asked.
"When you come here during the New Year's holidays, it seems to be a formality."
The prince nodded and said, "Yes." β
forthwith
The prince sat down on the steps beside him,
Road;
"It just so happened."
Ji Chengjue bowed to the stele, then turned around, walked to the prince's side, and sat down.
Road:
"It's really a coincidence, the second brother doesn't have to find out who leaked the secret when he goes back, so it saves effort."
"I wasn't that interested." The prince shook his head, "You think I don't know, your people have already dressed me into a sieve." β
"The East Palace is in Ming, so it is naturally easier to attract moths."
"That's true."
"So, the second brother really doesn't care."
"It's useless to care, in terms of buying people's hearts, inserting people, layout, and political disputes, I am not as good as you, since I can't compare, it's better not to compare;
Compare and go,
Damaged,
It's still my Dayan's own vitality. β
"Co-author, I've always been singing a one-man show?"
"Sixth brother."
"Huh?"
"You are very powerful, better than me, and I will not deliberately pretend to be generous and say that I am doing nothing, in fact, I am still a little disheartened."
Ji Chengjue nodded.
The prince let out a sigh,
Road:
"Zheng Fan is a marquis."
"His wings are stiff." Ji Chengjue took out his snuffbox, took a breath, reached out and pinched his nose, "Second brother won't think that I can still support him now, right?" β
It's not humbling, it's not a cover-up,
fact
Indeed,
Ji Lao Liu had already clearly felt that the surnamed Zheng began to visit the Qinglou and then pulled out the work to persuade the girl to be good.
The prince suddenly stretched out his hand,
After a moment's hesitation,
hugged Ji Chengjue.
Ji Chengjue's body trembled,
He turned his head and glanced at the hand on his other shoulder.
wind
Blowing,
Roll up a little fallen leaves;
The prince smiled,
Pointing to the front,
Road:
"Remember, before."
before
The prince also hugged Ji Chengjue's shoulders like this,
The three princes stood not far away, reciting poems emotionally.
The prince frowned, thinking that this was insulting to the Yan people's bones, and he had learned to be as literate as that dry man, and he really couldn't lift the knife when the time came.
At that time, Ji Chengjue was small and smart, and he was loved by Emperor Yan, so he pursed his lips disdainfully, only thinking that his third brother's brain was so bad that he even thought about reciting the poems with feelings so that he could show off in front of his father.
"I didn't come that night, brothers, blame me."
"Whether you come or not, it's all the same, but you, you should come."
"Yes, I should come, if I come, it proves that I still have some human feelings, the boss, the fourth and fifth, and even the little seven, there can still be an explanation."
"It's a matter of benefit and no expense."
"Yes."
A smile appeared on the corner of the prince's mouth,
Road;
"Actually, I really don't think there's any need to come, the third child is just going first, and it won't be long before I can see you below again.
And then
He would show out the poem he had just written, and recite it to me over and over again. β
Ji Chengjue was noncommittal.
At this level,
It's too difficult to impress him with true feelings;
At most, sigh,
Not to be moved.
"It's uncomfortable, you've done so much, you've arranged so much, if it weren't for my father's several deviations, I would have gotten out of the East Palace."
Ji Chengjue shook his head,
Road;
"The second brother is in front, I'm more relaxed, our father, not a good person to serve."
"I can hear it, it's true." The prince paused, then continued, "But, you could have done so many ways to get that position.
Right now
The direction of the wind has changed,
Father's meaning,
It is to let the two kings of the north and south enter Beijing,
The situation of my Dayan started with them, and naturally they had to cover the coffin. β
The two kings of the north and south entered Beijing,
This is an overwhelming force.
Whether politically, militarily, or in people's hearts,
It is enough to make any careerist despair, and can only obediently kneel down in obedience.
"Father, I didn't give you a chance to make your own decisions." The prince said.
"Hmm." Ji Chengjue nodded.
"Who's going to choose, you say?"
"You are the crown prince, ask me this?"
"I think it's the most appropriate to choose Xiaoqi."
"The Lord Shaoguo is suspicious."
"But for any party, it can be an explanation, I, Dayan, it seems that I really need a lord of more than ten years." The prince said.
"Second brother, what do you mean?"
"You say, if I resign from the East Palace and build momentum for Xiao Qi, will you hate me to death?"
"It's up to you, anyway, we can't decide anything by ourselves." Ji Chengjue stretched out his hand, picked up a dead leaf, held it in his palm, and gently crushed it.
The prince nodded,
Road:
"There has to be a premise for what you say."
Ji Chengjue looked at the prince and said, "What premise?" β
The prince's eyes revealed a touch of coldness,
Road;
"Before the old thing dies."