Chapter 2 and Chapter 3 Confusion is born
It's the middle of winter, and it's another snowstorm.
The streets are sparsely populated, and the shops are closed for business, only the high-hanging red noodles are lying white, and the water is slowly baked by the candle flame, dripping and dripping.
A gong sounded.
One took the green eaves and black curtains, and four people carried the sedan chair along the road, and more than a dozen brocade guards followed with knives.
Xia Wanchun, the right attendant of the Ministry of War, handed over the book, the heaven and earth sacrifice is a big sacrifice every five years, and it is the birthday of the queen mother, there are eighteen vassal kings from all over the country have arrived in Beijing one after another, and they each brought statistics of 50,000 guards to build a camp outside the city, and there will be chaos when there are many people, so please send 100,000 soldiers to protect the city, of which 20,000 are transferred in the palace, and 80,000 are transferred inside and outside the city to be strictly defended. The cabinet submitted a vote the day before yesterday, and now the celebrant has handed back the approval red, and the emperor has approved it. β
There were two people sitting in the sedan chair, and Shen Zetang took the hot tea handed by Xu Jing and ate two bites.
Hearing this, Xu Jing asked in a deep voice: "Five years ago, during the Great Festival, the military department only sent 30,000 guards to protect the city, and there were only 2,000 soldiers in the palace. β
Shen Zetang's tone was calm: "Xia Wanchun's strengthening of defense is reasonable, the emperor is not hesitant in the spring and autumn, the heir of the country has not yet been established, and the vassal king is attacking with heavy troops, so it is not wrong to prevent trouble before it happens, but his actions are like a large army pressing the border, and it is inevitably suspicious." Xia Wanchun is the prince's person, the left governor of the five armies, General Cai, went to the country to quell the chaos and did not return, and is now under the jurisdiction of Xue Guangyu, the governor of the right capital, and he has a ten-year friendship with Xu Bingyong. β
Xu Jing suddenly realized, and immediately locked his thick eyebrows, and asked in a low voice: "Second master...... Could it be that the crown prince is the throne, and he has to take risks? β
Shen Zetang's expression was cold, and he was silent for a long time before replying to him: "The emperor can't do anything, the eunuch party wants to blackmail the dictatorship of the prince, and King Hao's reserves are not enough to make troubled times." With the people of the world as the most important, the succession of the crown prince is really expected. β
He paused, lifted the curtain and looked out at the cloudy sky, just like the situation in the court.
Shen Rong suddenly approached to report that Yang Yan, the secretary of Dali Temple, sent an attendant to pass the word and invite him to Qinyuan Pavilion in Liuqing Hutong for tea.
Shen Zetang frowned, and sure enough, he saw that more than ten steps away, there was an official sedan chair moving slowly.
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Qinyuan Pavilion and Huanchun Building are both tea tasting and listening to operas, but they are much more elegant than the latter.
There is no carved beams and paintings, inlaid with gold and jade, everything depends on nature to carve, if there is, it is the hanging many lanterns, which look very exquisite.
There are no small private rooms, all of them are open to sitting, a pear disc table, with four water-mill nanmu chairs, listed as a seat, arranged in circles, vacating a small stage in the center, two pictures of the servants, one playing the kite, the other plucking the pipa, is singing.
Shen Zetang followed the attendant to Yang Yan's sitting, swept around slightly, and appreciated it in his heart.
The choice of this position is excellent, the window head is half-open by the fork rod, you can watch the scenery and enjoy the snow, you can also see the servants pacing and throwing their sleeves, listening to the tune tactfully and melodious, but not noisy and noisy.
Yang Yan came to give up, Shen Zetang handed the black big coat to Shen Rong, sat down on the chair, the brazier rested under the table, covered with a copper cover, the beast charcoal burned so much, the legs and feet were warmed, and the whole body naturally did not feel cold.
The waiter brought a teapot and two cloisonnΓ© enamel bells, first poured the dragon well in the bell, and then there was a waiter, carrying a fist-like small stove on the table, burning not charcoal, only filling it with soju, and then lit it, a blue flame was raised, the purple clay pot squatted on it, simmered so that the tea was hot, and the smokeless fire was smoking.
Shen Zetang smiled and said: "My colleagues in the DPRK and China have said to me several times that they like to eat wine and tea with Yang Qing the most. β
Yang Yan pursed the corners of his mouth and said nothing, Shen Zetang's face was very gentle, but he no longer spoke, only watching the snow scene, listening to the sound of the voice, and eating tea patiently.
After a long time, Yang Yanzhong'er had a shallow bottom of the tea, and he asked bluntly: "Are the rumors between Lord Shen and Feng Shunyu true?" On the night of Baihualou, I knew that you were the one who took him. β
Shen Zetang smiled lightly and bowed his head: "This rumor is not groundless, it is true!" β
Yang Yan was a little stunned, he thought that he would pretend to excuse himself, this is what smart people do, and Shen Erye has enough wisdom.
Who thought that he would admit it, and he was very frank, but Yang Yan didn't know what to say for a while.
After a little silence, he asked the boy to find a servant, and after a few sips of tea, there were two servants wearing white silk shirts and begonia red Luo skirts, one holding the pipa vertically, and the other holding the Yueqin.
Yang Yan asked the two of them: "Have you ever been able to sing Huang Siniang's new tune, called Yu Meiren." β
Among them, the slightly older servant laughed and said: "Yes, yes, I'm afraid it's not as beautiful as Huang Siniang." β
"It doesn't matter." Yang Yan turned to Shen Erye and smiled and said, "It's fun to just sit and eat tea!" I invite you to listen to the tune, this poppy beauty is the words that I wrote with Feng Shunyu, and Huang Siniang sang the score. β
Shen Erye's expression was normal, his eyes were deep, and he was still calm.
The two servants didn't dare to slack off, adjusted the strings, moistened their throats, and sang: "The past is low and forbearance, and the old wandering is the most affectionate........ The peach blossom face is still there, and I used to pity Qing and turned to ........ Qing. β
The servant was still about to sing, but was stopped by Yang Yan, he looked at Shen Erye, and said with a little provocation: "Lord Shen and Feng Shunyu are flying a pair, I must know him very well, adults may wish to guess which sentences in this song were filled in by Feng Sheng?" β
Second Master Shen didn't see the gloom, but smiled: "It's not difficult to guess, among them, the flute is secretly flying bright and the moon is old, the wine is easy to scatter and the clouds are light, the peach blossom face is still there, and I used to pity Qing and turn to negative Qing." This must be the word that Feng Jiu filled. β
After a pause, he continued: "I teased her a few days ago, and I only met every other year, and the peach blossom people are in the spring breeze, and the love silk is wrapped in the colorful clouds, but the past is hazy. I thought I couldn't stand the teasing, so I cried at the time, and I was angry that I was a negative man and squeamish, and I couldn't coax her. β
"Look at what words she wrote, it makes Yang Qing smile, and I will teach her a lesson when I go back." Second Master Shen said, but the smile in his eyes was restrictive.
That lesson is not literal!
Is it really good to show affection in front of an older young man like him......... This Shen Shangshu is really insidious...... Shameless..... Old cows eat tender grass!
Yang Yan had an indescribable taste, and waved his hand impatiently to let the servant go away, not listening.
Second Master Shen ordered Shen Rong to give a reward, and the two servants knelt down and kowtowed, and left with a thousand thanks.
Yang Yan looked more and more heartbroken.
Don't want anyone to wait, pick up the purple clay pot and pour tea, drink tea, and suddenly look at Shen Erye: "Lord Shen knows that Feng Shunyu has no plans to go out of Beijing with you to practice." β
Second Master Shen nodded lightly: "So what?" β
Yang Yan poured a full cup of tea for himself, and said coldly: "Without my permission, he is not allowed to go anywhere." β
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