Although the Great Song Dynasty has had many disasters and difficulties in recent years, the border passes are stable, except for some small fights, there is no major war, the people live in peace, and the merchants are active in the Great Song Dynasty. The emperor is benevolent, benevolent, filial piety, loved by courtiers, and the country of non-ministers stops. The four seas are peaceful, and the country is peaceful and peaceful.

It can be described as a splendid flower dress and a gold silk wrap.

Yan Shu is old, no matter how romantic and talented the young man is, now, he is just a white-haired old man who is not able to learn every day, and his sleeves are tattooed with purple golden lotus, which is the clothes that the emperor chose him to lecture with the emperor and gave him.

When the first emperor raised his eyes to look at him, he felt that he was strict and loyal, and he did not want to be drunk and addicted like other courtiers and officials, and later learned that his family was in dire straits, that is, the sleeves of his clothes were torn and there was no money to replace or repair them, so he gave him such a lotus official robe. As he served the emperor for a long time, his family was wealthy, and he never changed his official clothes, until the official road was leveled, he took off the lotus sleeves of the official clothes and used them as silk, until he was demoted out of Bianjing City, and he also carried it with him.

He sat alone on the stone bench, this house is not small, but there is no maid on the side, there is a book on the stone table, it is a book of poetry, Yan Shu read two sentences, and he wants to drink a sip of sake to moisten his throat.

"It's all called Yan Xiang, and it's still like this. ”

Some people say that he is the last of the old school, and he has the cultivation of a businessman.

Yan Shu himself doesn't think so, he is just a head, keeping a good impression of the emperor's childhood.

Someone shrank his head, hurriedly ran from outside, saw Yan Shu, hung his head and bowed and said: "Yan Xianggong, Your Majesty sent someone to send a box of peach blossom crisp, which was made by the craftsman of Tianxinglou." ”

Yan Shu nodded, pointed his finger at the table, and motioned for the next person to let the family in, the person bowed and retreated, and someone randomly followed the person in, dressed as a man, holding a box of dim sum printed with the Tianxing Lou Tianzi mark in his hand.

This Tianxinglou can be named with the word Tian, it is their craftsmanship, the dim sum is very popular, even the princesses and concubines in the palace like it, and the emperor now loves to eat very much, and often has to go to the concubine to beg.

Yan Shu is the emperor's lecturer, although the emperor belittled him, but he still respects him in his heart, now the weather is not warm, and there is some rain and moisture, so he sent a snack from Tianxinglou to ask him to eat some.

The subordinate gave a snack and retreated in a proper manner.

"Alright, you can go too. Yan Shu waved his hand and called the subordinate to go down too, and the subordinate only responded and retreated, and a red-robed military attache with a golden mask turned around, and he saw Yan Shu with a smile, and politely worshipped: "I haven't seen Yan Xiang for a long time, but my body is still healthy?"

People are old, they are already things and people, the arrogant man at the beginning, now he is also old, although he is not a real old man, but he is full of silver hair, so that people know that he is not comfortable and comfortable in this court.

Yan Shu smiled slightly, nodded and said: "A martial arts master like Lord Li appears in my house at every turn, the old man really doesn't know, what to entertain Lord Li, this plate of peach blossom cake, sent by the official family, and the heat, Lord Li, please taste it." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the plate of peach blossom crisp on the stone table.

The peach blossom crisp is steaming, not cold food, and there is sugar water poured on it, which is sweet like candied fruit, and there are peach blossoms on it, and the peach blossoms are on it, and the peach color is very moving.

Li Chun shook his head and said with a smile: "This official came to see Yan Xiang, just to see Yan Xiang's condition, can it improve, if there is a mistake, it is good to ask the doctors and doctors of the Taiyi Pavilion to use their brains to cure Yan Xiang's illness." ”

Yan Shu is sick, or he has been working hard in the court for many years, his family is separated, and the government is busy, even when his parents died, he did not get the emperor's permission to go back to visit, only the bitter wine in his throat every day, composing lyrics and music, and being drunk and lying in officialdom.

Yan Xiang's illness is a heart disease.

Where is the medicine stone cured well, the accumulation of labor into a disease, but also a symptom of old age and physical decline, only the eyes are dull, the food and lodging tasteless people, is the heart disease.

What happened to his body, Yan Shu knew better than anyone else, he shook his head, sighed and laughed: "If one day, Yan Shu dies, leaving behind a pillar of the country like Lord Li, a cadre of the family and the country, it is not useless." ”

Li Chun glanced at the peach blossom crisp on the table, picked up a piece, lifted the corner of the chin of the golden mask, and took a bite, the peach blossom was full of aroma, biting into the mouth, the crispy fragrance passed through the tip of his nose, and he smelled the strong floral fragrance.

"The signboard of Tianxinglou has lasted for more than 20 years, and the taste has not changed until now. Li Chun wiped the frost on his mouth, this layer of white frost was extremely sweet, and when he ate it in his mouth, it immediately turned into sugar water rippling in his mouth.

"The people's livelihood is beneficial, the taste of this peach blossom crisp will not change for another 30 years, the old people remember, the young and old, and some people remember the taste. Yan Shu said.

He picked up a piece of peach blossom cake himself, chewed it in his mouth, and ate it.

This peach blossom crisp, the ingredients are simple, but different people do, the process is different, the taste of the craft is different, just a layer of white powder, sweet and greasy, who would have expected, this is with the sun-dried persimmon, that layer of white frost, no wonder sweet and delicious.

He didn't know at first, and he made a bet with the shopkeeper of Tianxinglou, if he guessed by himself, what Tianxinglou used to make the skin of this peach blossom crisp, then he came to Tianxinglou once, and all the food he ordered, the shopkeeper did not take a penny, and gave it to him for nothing.

He stepped on twenty kinds of grains, five kinds of saccharin, and in the end he didn't guess that it was a layer of hoarfrost on the outside of the skin of the persimmon.

The snow-white frosting, the taste of eating in the mouth, and the peach blossom crisp, the fragrant peanut kernels, the taste of grain, will fill his mouth and chew around.

"Ling Tianmen is gone. ”

Stopped abruptly, even the sound of breathing stopped, Yan Shu raised his head and looked at Li Chun in front of him, his face flushed, and asked randomly, "Really?"

Li Chun nodded.

Receiving Li Chun's affirmation, Yan Shu twisted his neck stiffly, and then a laugh came out of his mouth, and a low laugh spread far away: "Okay, as soon as Ling Tianmen is destroyed, in this world, there will never be a second Anshi Rebellion, and the Great Song Dynasty can be peaceful forever." ”

I don't know why, Yan Shu's eyes flashed with golden light, and Li Chun said lightly: "Lu Weisheng is dead, the peerless masters on the mountain have hidden in the rivers and lakes, thousands of disciples have died, and there are only a dozen people alive, so the dynasty can rest assured." ”

If the emperor wants to take Ling Tianmen, he naturally needs the support of the country, and among the dynasties, Yan Shude is highly respected, if there is no support from Yan Shu, if he wants to make such a quick move on Ling Tianmen, I am afraid he will have to weigh it.

Especially the Li family in Yunzhou, made it clear that Li Chen sent his son to Ling Tianmen, and finally became an inner disciple.

As an enemy with Ling Tianmen, it is natural to have to fight with those opponents who are with Ling Tianmen, just in Bianjing City, large and small families, there are people who are studying martial arts in Qingyun Mountain, seven or eight out of ten, and there are many of them.

If the emperor wants to take Ling Tianmen, he must also get the consent of these people, otherwise, once those families know the news, not only will Ling Tianmen take precautions as soon as possible, but he will also summon the disciples of Qingyun Mountain in the world, and with the identity of those peerless masters, nearly half of the sects in the rivers and lakes, large and small, will defect to the past.

This is not a confrontation with Ling Tianmen, but a move against half of the rivers and lakes, to kill all the martial artists in the world?

"Did you bring things back?" Yan Shu asked suddenly, he mentioned the innate divine weapon hidden deep under the capital of the Great Song Kingdom, Bianjing, a real divine weapon, as long as it was born, it would inevitably experience a bloody storm.

In the final analysis, what this emperor wants to get back is not Lu Weisheng's life, but the peerless divine weapon.

"So, the official family is going to take action against Northern Liao?" Yan Shu asked.

These problems of his are all in the sea, Li Chun just shook his head, talking about martial arts, the emperor of the dynasty has reached a realm like him, but he still needs courage.

What happened back then, the Northern Liao State was only a hundred thousand iron cavalry, killed from the north, if it were not for the first emperor at that time was surrounded by hundreds of officials of the dynasty on the city wall, the morale of the Song army was greatly boosted, and then the attack of the Liao soldiers was defeated, and the two sides made peace, and finally the Great Song Dynasty broke the wealth and eliminated the disaster, and became the next country.

Today's emperor has the desire and ability, and the benevolent government that has been exerted in many places also has miraculous effects, which Yan Shu does not oppose, but the emperor is indecisive in the war, and he will be afraid to fight with the Liao people again.

The Northern Liao Kingdom has grown a little bit, although the iron cavalry in his hand has suffered a big defeat, but the Great Liao is still overwhelming, and the Great Song Dynasty is powerful.

Others can do this, but the emperor, a generation of Ming monarchs with grand plans, how can he not dare to act in the face of major events.

"Emperor, he has grown up......" Yan Shu still couldn't help but sigh, the emperor has grown up. When he was young, he was often taught by Yan Shu that although as an emperor, everything he thought about must be carefully planned and not rushed, but the art of war is different, and the fighter plane is fleeting, if you don't grasp the opportunity, how can you turn defeat into victory?

Now that Liao is victorious and Song is defeated, if you don't fight boldly, how can you win the world, how to protect the stability of the country, and deter the Liao people.

Li Chun just sighed, his original idea was just to keep the sword in his hands, and when the time came, he only needed to take the military power, and give an order to the army to the north.

Now that I think about it, the emperor's worries are not wrong, and Yan Shu's thoughts are not wrong, what the emperor wants is to seek stability, to let the people live and work in peace and contentment, to seek the stability of the people, to shed less blood, and to die less Han people.

After many disasters and hardships, today's Great Song Dynasty still has such stability, and there is also the emperor's credit in it, if it were not for his benevolent government, today's Great Song Dynasty would never be so good.

Yan Shu pushed the peach blossom cake on the plate and said, "Now, I only have a few words to entrust him, please ask Lord Li to tell the emperor...... In the world, everyone can learn from the old man to live in the world, not thinking of enterprising, but only the emperor can't, everyone in the world, everyone can ask the Buddha to chant scriptures, eat fasting and chant Buddha, pure heart and few desires, and only the emperor cannot. The scribes in the world can be arrogant and uninhibited, and the people in the world do not know the general situation, do things hastily, achieve fame and fortune, and hope that future generations will use it, which is not allowed by the emperor. ”

He straightened his waist, stood up, and said tremblingly: "The people under the world, like ants on a frying pot, are all suffering and suffering, and the emperor boasts of benevolence every day, but he still does not think about proportion, and does not take the overall situation of the world as his responsibility. ”

"What kind of lord of the world to talk about? What kind of benevolence and sainthood of the country? Not to mention, to be an emperor who will be famous for eternity...... Ahem, ahem. Yan Shu seemed to be shouting at the emperor in the air, saying in one breath, his voice became louder and louder, and finally he coughed, what he said was not a good thing, as if he was asking the emperor, and wanted to use the excuse of the people of the world to give a lecture for the emperor, Li Chun listened, only nodded and frowned.

Li Chun is also the same person, the country's madness, insolence, talking and laughing Hongru, and only a crazy celebrity like Yan Shu, a young talent, will loudly reprimand the current emperor with a drooping and decrepit posture, and there is no disrespect in his mouth, but in his white teeth, what he talks about is not good arguments, anxious for the emperor, sad for Zhao Zhen.

Yan Shu's cough, his face was even more flushed, he couldn't stop wheezing, and when it was endless, it was the subordinate who hung his head and walked out, he was actually a Jianghu man with excellent light skills, and in a few breaths, the person was already standing behind Yan Shu, with a black and shiny pill in his hand, pressed it in Yan Shu's mouth, and asked Yan Shu to swallow it.

A sip of tea, instead of the cold wine on the stone table, asked Yan Shu to eat it, and the constant cough was cured.

Li Chun comforted the old man, and said: "Yan Xiang doesn't have to be summoned like this, in a few days, when Yan Xiang is better, the official family will let you go back." ”

Yan Shu is a genius, the emperor transferred him to Beijing, that is, to reuse him again, transferred to the military department, and specially asked Li Chun to come to visit, Li Chun is also a general idea, but I didn't expect that Yan Shu is now already an old man who has been dragged down by the heavy responsibility of the country, Yan Shu at this moment, even if his original intention has not changed, after all, he is so incomparably romantic, and it is difficult to be tortured by the years.

Yan Shu, I'm afraid I won't live long.

Li Chun said secretly in his heart, but he didn't say it, he grabbed Yan Shu's pulse and looked at it, it was really providential, he sighed, as the time and place are right today, there is still a lack of people.

As soon as Yan Shu died, the emperor would inevitably break off the idea of a decisive battle with Northern Liao.

Li Chun looked at the coughing old man in front of him, still sighed and shook his head, looked at the sky, and didn't know if this Yan Shu could survive this year.

The weather was gloomy, watching the birds rise and fall, there were smoke clouds squeezing the sky, and it was going to rain again.

In the imperial city, the palace people hurriedly ran to the nobles in the palace to send the canteen to eat, the armor of the imperial city division guarded the door very strictly, the palace people just entered the palace gate, then implemented the palace ban, almost left these eunuchs outside, in addition to the emperor and the imperial concubine's decree, it is the queen's will, the inspection of the school officials should also take a few more looks, everyone in the world knows that today's harem, in addition to the emperor, is not the queen in charge, the concubine Niangniang is in favor, and the emperor wants what to give, in a trance, let those literati and ink writers ridicule, just like Yang Yuhuan, only these forbidden army and the imperial city division do not care about these the most, they only care about the end of the imperial city todayWhoever has a high status, whose imperial decree will work.

Even if it's late, it won't be recorded.

A few drops hit the flowers, splashing raindrops, the imperial concubine stood in front of the windowsill, surrounded by well-behaved palace maids, quiet and terrible, the pavilion was dim, the maidservants saw that the sky was dark, so they added oil lamps.

In the colorful imperial city, the road to the harem is also dim.

When the hall chief Qin came, he walked quietly to the side of the imperial concubine and said softly: "The weather is cold, be careful not to call it wind." ”

The imperial concubine's body seems to have changed a lot recently, and her complexion is no longer as pale and weak as in the past, and now her face is luxuriously makeup, and she turned around and glanced at the palace chief Qin, and nodded.

"Why didn't you comb the concubine's hair?" asked the hall chief Qin, looking at a palace maid.

The palace maid hurriedly knelt on the ground and replied fearfully: "This is the lady's own meaning, the slave maid has said that she wants to ......"

"Whatever she does, it's me who doesn't comb my hair. ”

The imperial concubine did not wear a dazzling tiara, nor did she wear a treasure hairpin, but even so, with a plain makeup, it is also amazing, and she is already a stunning beauty in the world.

The imperial concubine loves beauty, and the palace chief Qin still asked: "Don't catch a cold, it's going to rain outside for a while." ”

He walked to the window, closed the door and window, and with a wave of his hand, the temple chief outside the door brought in some lamp oil and set it up and lit it.

"What about him?" the imperial concubine looked up and asked the hall chief Qin.

The emperor has not been to Ninghua Pavilion for more and more days, these days, she does not ask people to clean up and dress up, let alone ask people to purchase any Baochai gold beads, she doesn't like these the most, what she eats is not her own meaning, the palace chief Qin is much more diligent than the emperor, and even those palace people feel that the palace chief Qin is to visit the imperial concubine for the emperor, otherwise why does the emperor know that the palace marshal often comes to look for the imperial concubine alone, and he will not ask a word.

The emperor is the lord of the world, busy every day, are the big things that will happen in the world, this year, a few years of stability, mostly the emperor's strategy, in addition to benevolence, but also need to practice, the emperor is very hard, the imperial concubine understands, only this time......

For some reason, the imperial concubine's body was weak for a while, starting from her limbs and abdomen, and she couldn't even stand firmly.

After she gave birth to three princesses, the three princesses suffered from diseases when they were sick, and heart disease still needed heart medicine.

There is no cure.

Under the mask of the palace chief Qin, his face changed drastically, he didn't expect that the next moment, the concubine didn't stand firm in pain, and was about to lie down directly, but he caught the concubine in an instant.

"!"

"Mrs. Zhang!"

......

The surrounding palace people also shouted, a few hurriedly escaped, shouting loudly in the palace, some people shouted to find the imperial doctor to save the sick, the surrounding palace people did not know what happened, knowing that the palace people of Ninghua Pavilion grabbed those stunned and passing by the palace people, and called them to find the imperial doctor of the imperial medicine hall, only then did they know that it was the master who was sick every day and every year was sick again, and they all hurriedly went to find the imperial medicine hall.

The hall chief Qin covered the pulse of the imperial concubine, and his face under the mask had never been as ugly as it is now, no matter how high his martial arts were, he was also powerless.

This illness came as fast as lightning, and in just an instant, the imperial concubine who was stunning in the world had already fallen ill in his arms.

Those people in front of the palace went to find the people of the Imperial Medical Bureau as soon as possible, and a few went to find the emperor.

In front of the emperor's desk today, there are one scroll after another, some of which are written in cursive by scribes, some are written by scholars, and several letters from the famous monks in the Chinese dynasty are all left for him to see.

It is not easy to write these things, but when you look at them, you have to take the essence of them and remove the dross. This is also a difficult thing, he wrote down the words one by one, and finally pressed his own seal, if he saw a good one, most of them would add a few strokes, writing his name: Zhao Zhen.

It is a matter of eunuchs to mention the pen, if the emperor writes it down himself, this scroll can be regarded as famous, most of it will be spread out, and the restaurant Qinglou will also be recruited, and then write a woodblock print, make it for people to watch, say that the emperor has carved and watched, and will always write thousands of the same, earning hundreds of taels of silver.

Some people stumbled, just got up, the gold bricks were slippery, and some eunuchs didn't have time to wipe the water stains on the ground, causing people to fall again and again, and finally pushed open the door, and saw the emperor who was still writing big characters on the case, and when he raised his eyes and saw the person, the pen and ink fell to the ground, and the black ink fell to the ground, and he could not wipe it off again.

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Some people stumbled, and many people hurriedly followed, all the doctors of the Taiyi Bureau had already arrived, standing tremblingly, and the one who took the pulse of the imperial concubine was the doctor with the best means of the Taiyi Bureau.

The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, and empty their money......

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Put it in the place of death and then live, and fall into the land of death and survive!

Even if the enemy has thousands of troops, what is the difficulty of guarding the pass with one horse?

The spring breeze blows through the hero's dream, and the years smooth the young man's heart.

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panicked only for a few taels of broken silver, but these few taels of broken silver can solve the melancholy of the world.

As for Shen Huang Swordsmanship, it is the Taoist system of dozens of people, many years ago, the rivers and lakes are famous, it is rumored that Shen Huang Sword is very superb, dozens of people, everyone is a first-class master, not to mention the head of the Dao Huo Kuo, the sword is a god, and he was not born, but he was just guarding the old acacia surrounded by ten people in the door, cultivating his state of mind.

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The two of them walked the rivers and lakes, and the emperor was incognito.

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Tianshu Pavilion: There are four pavilion masters under the old pavilion master, all of whom are extremely powerful, divided into the Imperial Water Pavilion, the Imperial Fire Pavilion, the Imperial Thunder Pavilion, and the Imperial Dragon Pavilion.

Tianshu Pavilion, understand the secrets of the world, the palace is inside, and the rumors in the rivers and lakes all have his eyeliner.

The master of the Yushui Pavilion is the left division, among the rivers and lakes, the first person in the rivers and lakes can be called the light skill, Lu Weisheng fought with him, the two fought with a hundred moves, entangled with light skills, and the martial arts were extremely high.

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A place in the Central Plains was originally a prison left by Zhao Kuangyi during the Northern Expedition, but it was later abandoned and his nationality was unknown. When Yu Jian and Lu Weisheng met for the first time, the battle between the two was spread under the pen of Mr. Yi Commentator, and the battle of pardon prison has since spread far and wide in the rivers and lakes and has become a famous location.

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Even if they are true immortals and fake immortals in the world, how can they ever ignore the general trend of the world? Those old monsters who have lived for one or two hundred years, who can really see through the red world? Laughing about life and death? Talking too much, but making many mistakes, it is better to sleep for two hundred years, perhaps that is to get rid of this mortal dust and stay away from those karma.