Tuoba Hong was unwilling to argue with the envoys of the Southern Dynasty on such trivial matters, so he turned his head to look at Li Chong, rushed forward to grab the thunderous King of Rencheng, and said to the envoys of the Southern Dynasty, "Since ancient times, auspicious events and funerals cannot coexist, how can there be people who wear red and green to mourn?" Three-year-old children know this truth, why doesn't Master Pei know? ”

Pei Zhaoming raised his head slightly, "In this case, when Emperor Gao of my Great Qi Gao died, when the envoys of your country went to mourn, they did not wear white filial piety clothes, what is the reason?" "The envoys of the Southern Dynasty are prepared, and they must save face between their words.

Li Chong smiled slightly, "Coincidentally, the one who went to mourn back then was familiar with me." I once heard him say that he originally prepared plain clothes, but when he entered the capital of Qi State, he saw that everyone was dressed brightly, the new emperor who had just ascended the throne was wearing a crown decorated with pearls, and the main hall was full of gold carvings and jade. I really don't know if this scene is mourning the death of Emperor Gao, or celebrating the new monarch's accession to the throne. Without the permission of the Great Qi Emperor, this envoy did not dare to put on filial piety clothes without authorization, for fear of messing up the customs and rules. ”

The sarcasm became more and more harsh when it came out of the mouth of the upright and honest people. In his straightforward description, the face of the Emperor of Great Qi who can't wait for his son to inherit his father's throne is particularly vivid.

Pei Zhaoming's face darkened, and he still said, "But I didn't get permission from the Great Qi Emperor to wear filial piety clothes before I came, and I didn't prepare filial piety clothes, and now it's too late to change them." He couldn't find a better reason to refute it, he was already a scoundrel at this point, and he refused to change his clothes anyway.

Li Chong was about to continue, but Tuoba Hong laughed loudly in his seat, "Lord Pei is now in the land of Great Wei, so naturally he should follow the customs of the country, and with my permission, it is enough." He said to the Yulin guards standing on the left and right, "Come, go and get a set of filial piety clothes for the inner eunuch, Master Pei is a guest from afar, you personally serve Lord Pei and change it." ”

The Yulin guards were also hot-blooded, and they had long been dissatisfied with the attitude of the envoys of the Southern Dynasty, and at this time, the emperor gave an order, and immediately stepped forward to remove Pei Zhaoming's vermilion robe with seven hands and feet. After a while, someone took a plain dress in the style of the inner supervisor and put it on for him without saying anything. Pei Zhaoming was so angry that he beat his chest and shouted, but he was a literati, and he couldn't twist the powerful Yulin guards at all, and he was forced to change into that filial piety suit after a few clicks.

Tuoba Hong looked at him coldly and said with a sad and indignant expression, "Lord Pei looks really sad at the moment, I will order someone to lead you to the mourning hall later, Lord Pei is there, you can cry as loudly as you want." ”

Although Pei Zhaoming has a temper, he is not a person who does not know the times, and if he resists hard, he is afraid that it will be another humiliation in front of the spirit, so he closed his mouth and remained silent. The expression on his face was really more uncomfortable than the death of his own grandmother.

This palace banquet was tasteless, and when the time was halfway through, Tuoba Hong remembered the rumors he had heard, and asked about the clerk who lived in the boudoir of a famous prostitute. The entourage answered for Pei Zhaoming, saying that the envoy was late to enter the hall just now because he was waiting for him. But when people came, the little official was very drunk in Mingxiutang, full of alcohol, his clothes were full of wine stains, and even had a few suspicious incense powder and lip prints. The envoy was furious, and let him sober up in the side hall, and did not take him to the temple with him.

Among the Xianbei relatives and nobles here, many people have touched Su Xiaoning's nose of ash, and when they heard these words at this time, they all sighed again and again in their hearts, the eyes of the Fengchen woman were still not good, and she actually fell in love with such a prodigal.

Tuoba Hong frowned when he heard this, this style is too much like that person, like his teeth itching. He cherished Wang Xuanzhi's talent, but he knew that Wang Xuanzhi would never be able to be subdued by treating ordinary courtiers. Wang Xuanzhi is like the fiercest thousand-mile horse, he will only obey the strongest in the world, and taming such a thousand-mile horse is the greatest pleasure of the emperor.

Thinking so, Tuoba Hong beckoned to the internal officials who served the banquet, and ordered them to arrange Yale, so that the envoys of the Southern Dynasty must enjoy themselves, and he quietly left the table and went around the ear room of the side hall of Fuyao Pavilion.

The wine in the narrow ear room was smoking, Wang Xuanzhi supported his head with his hands, reclining on a long couch, and there were scattered debris under his feet, and he didn't care at all. Tuoba Hong stood at the door, looking at him in such a drunken state, and suddenly remembered the last time he was in Zhixue.

Tuoba Hong sneered and said, "If you don't wake up again, I will ask someone to bring cold water to sober you up." ”

Wang Xuanzhi's slightly squinted eyes opened, yawned long, and said slowly, "Who has a big dream, I know it in my life." ”

Hearing him compare himself with the poems recited by Zhuge Kongming in the thatched house, which had the meaning of taking refuge in the Ming Lord, Tuoba Hong's face softened slightly, but he remembered that Liu Bei was actually not the real Ming Lord, and he had not been able to realize the wish of the Northern Expedition to restore the Han Dynasty throughout his life, and he was faintly unhappy, and said with a sneering voice, "You have a spring sleep in Yaxing Thatched Cottage, but I can't wait for you to be late this red day." ”

Wang Xuanzhi turned over and sat up, his eyes fell on Tuoba Hong in a daze, and he was really a little drunk. He raised his hand and made a gesture of raising a glass, and said, "I am here to congratulate His Majesty the Emperor of Great Wei, you have been the emperor's grandson for twenty years, and now you are finally the emperor." If these words came out of someone else's mouth, Tuoba Hong would definitely be furious, but Wang Xuanzhi is different, he has insight into the world and people's hearts, and he can best understand Tuoba Hong's feelings of hard work and forbearance.

Tuoba Hong walked to Wang Xuanzhi and sat down opposite him, and picked up the flask that had been poured on the table.

"It's a pity that the emperor still can't do what he wants, and he still has to be a filial son and grandson." Wang Xuanzhi suddenly raised his voice, and threw the wine bottle in his hand towards the door, and the wine bottle smashed on the carved lacquer door frame, making a muffled sound. A figure at the door quickly ducked back, and from the corner of the fluttering sleeves of his robe, it seemed that he was also a civil official who had come with the envoys of the Southern Dynasty.

When the figure walked away, the drunkenness in Wang Xuanzhi's eyes slowly dissipated, and he returned to the same calm and depth as before.

Tuoba Hong sincerely felt sorry for him, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty was narrow-minded, violent and suspicious, and wanted to use Wang Xuanzhi's talent, but he also suspected that he would send someone to monitor his every move even during the envoy accompanying him. No wonder he wants to make those absurd moves with great fanfare, the entire Langya Wang clan is an ant pinched in the hands of the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, he can't categorically refuse the emperor's request, and he refuses to be a high-ranking official, he has no talent, but he has to cover it up with drunkenness every day.

He also held his palm into a wine glass, and said, "Brother Xuan, today you and I don't mention the monarchs and ministers of the north and the south, only talk about friendship, with your talent, if you are willing to stay in Dawei, the king and the marquis are just around the corner." The prince is certainly a false name, but is the brother of Xuan willing to wait for a hundred years to turn into dust after a hundred years? He knows that any person who is not willing to be mediocre can endure all hardships and hardships, but he can't endure dying without a name, and he can't leave any traces in history.

Wang Xuanzhi shook his head, with a resolute and sober look in his eyes, "Except for those who have become immortals, no one in this world can really be carefree, and I just said that the emperor can't do what he wants, not mocking the emperor, and I can't do what I want." Burdened with the safety of the entire Langya Wang clan, he has never tasted the taste of doing whatever he wants, only the only impulse, he gave up the situation of painstaking management and returned to Jiankang to get medicine.

Tuoba Hong suddenly understood, Wang Xuanzhi's words also had a deep meaning. The Empress Dowager's residual power is still there, and he can't and shouldn't overturn all the previous decrees, but only gradually add his own opinions on the basis of the Empress Dowager.

Wang Xuanzhi's robe was messy, standing among the debris and wrecks on the ground, but his posture was still high, "Since the emperor is a friend of me, I will send three sentences to the emperor as a congratulatory gift." In the first sentence, the emperor already knows that he wants to be a filial son and grandson, but he can't just be a filial son and grandson. The second sentence is to be a holy son, but you can't just be a holy tomorrow. ”

Tuoba Hong nodded solemnly, he also understood the meaning of this sentence, both grace and power, rewards and punishments, and the people in the Great Wei were rich, so they could wait for the opportunity to go south and expand their territory.

"The third sentence," Wang Xuanzhi glanced at Tuoba Hong deeply, "If you want to build a thousand autumn emperors, you can't just build a thousand autumn emperors." ”

Tuoba Hong repeated this sentence softly, but he didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, he frowned slightly, and was about to ask, Wang Xuanzhi raised his hand to stop him, "Don't ask the emperor first, when the time comes, the emperor will naturally understand." ”

After saying three sentences, Wang Xuanzhi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already filled with blurry drunkenness. The officials of the Southern Dynasty were corrupt, the scholars were extravagant, and the emperor was brutal, and Tuoba Hong's actions today have also shown his attitude that he will not continue to deal with the Southern Dynasties, as fast as one or two years, or as slow as three or five years, he will definitely order the army to march south and swallow the rich Jiangnan town into the territory of the Great Wei.

Qingyan Temple on the first day of the first lunar month is very deserted, and few people will go up the mountain to worship Buddha on this day. Qingjing prepared a few vegetarian dishes and sent them to Feng Miao's room, with a vegetarian fried lotus root slices and three kinds of green vegetables. The dishes are not complicated, and it is rare to be able to eat such fresh vegetables in winter, which is something that can only be found in the imperial dining room, but it was sent to Qingyan Temple.

Feng Miao liked the lotus root slice very much, but she felt that the mountains were cold, and there was no one to accompany her on Chinese New Year's Eve yesterday, and she had to spend the night alone today. She suddenly remembered that when she was in the palace for the Yuan Festival, Tuoba Hong ate a rice ball with her, and a layer of half-sour and half-sweet ripples rippled in her heart.

She looked around the room, took half of the palace wax, and told the green mirror to be cut vertically. She held two pieces of wax in her palm and rubbed them, took out half of them and handed them to Qingjing, "Is it that Mama Danzhu will come again today, can you let her bring this to the emperor?" ”

Qingjing stretched out her hand to take it, and agreed repeatedly, the noble person told her that the inconsequential matters were all in accordance with Feng Miao's meaning, as for this kind of small object of private affection, it was naturally sent directly to the Guangqu Palace, and it never came to Tuoba Hong's hands.

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