Kyoto, Tai'an.

Unlike the chaotic situation in Yangzhou, Kyoto is bustling with activity at the moment.

Tai'an is prosperous, in addition to the many market shops, the morning market and night market that are connected day and night, the scattered teahouses, restaurants, etc., the most important thing is those green buildings with red bricks and green tiles, although they have gone through war, they still endure for a long time. Those big families in the capital love to linger in these fireworks places.

The selection of talents in the Great Zhou Dynasty, poetry and poetry is one of the important subjects, and if the articles and poems are well written, they will be appreciated by the emperor or a certain dignitary, and they will be able to become officials.

In addition to the formal imperial examination occasions, if you want your poetry articles to be sung, you mostly rely on these famous prostitutes. If there is a rich and talented son who makes a poem for a certain courtesan, it is a talented and beautiful woman, and it is called a good story; if this is an excellent poem, it is appreciated by the dignitaries and Confucians, and it is not a dream to become famous overnight.

Therefore, these celebrities are also happy to be sought after by them, or rather, this is their way of survival.

But today's sensation in Tai'an is not because of these vulgar things.

Emperor Wen of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wei Shengzhao, personally beat drums at the east gate to send the general Mo Jun and his 3,000 blood banner army to the expedition to help him pacify the Tianxin Sect in a battle.

Some well-informed people have already publicized this matter in a big way, and the emperor personally sent it? And beat the drum? How favored and trustworthy is this?

As a result, tens of thousands of empty alleys in the capital gathered together, almost encircling the entire east gate. Fortunately, the army opened the way, so that some embarrassment was avoided.

Some talented people have already brewed articles and poems in their hearts, and they want to depict this grand occasion and want to win the favor of His Majesty the Emperor; as for those fireworks women, they are also dressed up and waiting there with flowers, fruits and vegetables.

Not to mention His Majesty the Emperor, even for the sake of the general, it is worth doing this. Except for liking rich, powerful, and talented men, who doesn't like that kind of beautiful man? And the general is not only both civil and military, but also above 10,000 people under one person, and it is rumored that he is handsome and extraordinary, but not many people have seen his true face, and he has never seen the general lingering in these places of wind and moon. It is rumored that Mei Sanniang, the Oiran of the capital, once had a relationship with the general, and later asked about it, Mei Sanniang just frowned slightly, and scolded with a smile, "The general is a little stupid, and he doesn't understand the amorous feelings" and then disappeared, which caused many famous prostitutes to itch in their hearts. This time, I don't want to miss it.

It's just that General Mo is still wearing that hideous demon mask. However, at a glance, the posture is excellent, which also makes many women's hearts sprout. Although sitting on a horse, it is still difficult to hide his tall and thin figure, a black hair like ink hanging behind him, two strands of swaying in the wind next to his ears, with a hosta, a shoestress, a blue and white cloud-trimmed satin robe, if not for half of the silver armor, but more like a chic son. Although he was dressed as a Confucian general, he exuded a murderous aura.

Seeing this, many self-proclaimed handsome sons and brothers were a little apprehensive.

Although General Mo only brought 3,000 blood banner troops under his command to the expedition this time, there were also many officials who spontaneously saw them off, including some people who wanted to build a good relationship, these people naturally had the army to help them arrange, and they could step forward to send some gifts to General Mo and say two words of blessing, and other ordinary people could naturally only watch from a distance.

A handsome-looking boy in the crowd looked around as if looking for something, frowned slightly, glared at Mo Jun in the crowd suspiciously, and then turned his head to look at the city tower behind him blankly, thoughtfully. Then he pushed through the crowd, slowly squeezed out of it, and walked straight up the castle tower. Naturally, this city tower will not let people enter easily, but the guard is a young man who recognizes this son's dress, and hurriedly salutes: "General Qinglongwei!"

There are four gates in the capital to guard, and the four generals of Qinglong, Baihu, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu maintain law and order in the city. The Kyoto City Guard is also a fat poor, and he usually deals with some big people, and his network is naturally quite wide, and this kind of errand will naturally fall on some people with good skills.

This Qinglongwei general is Yu Wenhong, the third son of Yu Wenlie, the imperial lieutenant, who is usually the most favored, so he got the errand of General Chengwei with the help of his father.

The Yuwen family is also a powerful family in the imperial city, no one can compare, Yuwen Lie made great contributions when he followed the first emperor, and he was the first emperor's minister, since many families in the capital are quite afraid of the Yuwen family.

His third son, Yu Wenhong, is handsome, talented, and can please his elders, and Yu Wenlie is an old man, so he loves him in every way. And Yu Wenhong is also competitive, he has never let Yu Wenlie lose face, and he usually behaves relatively low-key, not the gentlemanly style of the children of a big family, so his reputation in the capital is not bad.

At this moment, Yu Wenhong looked at the pavilion, and saw a slender figure that haunted him standing quietly in the distance, his skin was like snow, his eyes were clear, and he had an elegant and vulgar temperament when he was looking forward to it.

Yu Wenhong hurriedly straightened his clothes, stepped forward and accosted: "I don't want Sister Qiao'er to come to my little east gate, I suddenly feel full of brilliance." “

Hearing this, the woman slowly turned her head and said with a light smile: "General Wei is laughing, but Qiao Er trespassed into the East Gate Tower without permission, and the guards didn't dare to stop me, General Wei don't blame them." “

"When, of course not. Yuwen Hong suddenly felt a little nervous, and he couldn't speak well, and he didn't know where to swing his hands and feet, and he was a little embarrassed when he saw the scene, so he said again: "Why doesn't Sister Qiao'er go down to see off the general?"

The woman sighed lightly, with a slight trace of grief in her eyes, turned her head and silently looked at the army in the distance, no longer paying attention to Yu Wenhong.

Seeing this, Yu Wenhong was secretly angry in his heart, knowing that he would be annoyed if he entangled too much, so he had to glared at the crowd outside the city gate fiercely, and then made up a reason and left in a hurry.

"Mo Jun!" Yu Wenhong gritted his teeth.

"Well, princess, he's gone. A little girl dressed as a maid came out next to her, looking a little cute, and seeing Yu Wenhong walking away, the princess didn't react, so she reminded her loudly.

"Hmm. The woman who was called the princess replied lightly without looking back.

"Hey, princess!" The little girl pulled the princess's shirt angrily, and said angrily: "What's so good about that Mojun, is it worth your so, you must know that the princess relies on your identity and fame in the capital, which son doesn't protect you, just say that the person who pursues, if it weren't for this disparity in status, I'm afraid I would be able to go around Luo'an, I think that Mojun is really ignorant, just say a few days ago...... Hmm" Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was covered by a slender jade hand, so he stamped his foot in protest and stopped talking.

"What do you little girl know!" Wei Sheng Qiao pinched her face and said with a smile.

"Oh princess!" The voice that hated iron did not become steel sounded again: "You were not like this before, since you met Na Mo Jun, you have been putting on a cold face all day long, those sons and brothers in the city don't know, and they praise the princess for your noble temperament, you don't care, but we who are maids can't stand it! A few days ago, you heard that Your Majesty wanted Na Mo Jun to go to the Tianxin Sect, and then spent so much time embroidering a talisman and personally sent it to him, but as a result, he ate a closed door soup for several days in a row, and the slave maid looked distressed! And count ...... further back."

Wei Sheng Qiao listened to the little maid chattering there, her mood was a little low, and she sighed that she had really changed?

Weisheng Qiao scratched his head and thought about it.

It's hard to say.

Tai'an, Taiweifu.

Yu Wenhong was in a bad mood, and the words of the general boasting around the city simply made his ears callous, which made him a little irritable. is also a generation of young talents, Yu Wenhong is arrogant, although he doesn't show it, but in his heart he is looked down upon by anyone. No matter how good his general Mo Jun is, he is alone after all, and he is not as big as his Yuwen Hong's great cause.

It's just that at this moment, Yu Wenhong has a fire burning in his heart, and he can't calm it down. Prime Minister Yu Wenlie has three sons, the eldest son and the second son are all working outside, but the third son Yu Wenhong was left behind, others know that Yu Wenlie intends to cultivate Yu Wenhong and regards him as the heir, Yu Wenhong himself knows it, so he tries to cater to the elders in doing things, even if he is sometimes very reluctant to do it.

Yu Wenhong went straight to the outside of Yu Wenlie's study, and saw that Yu Wenlie was playing Go with the old housekeeper, so he stood outside the door and waited quietly.

"Since the young master is here, the old slave will not bother the master and the young master. The old butler heard movement outside the door, and a smile crossed his face, and he stood up.

"You and I have been together for more than 30 years, why bother to see each other?" Yu Wenlie said.

The old butler didn't answer, but pointed to the chessboard, and said with a smile: "Although the old man is old, his majesty has not diminished back then......! It's old. In this game, count me as losing. With that, he bowed slightly and exited the room.

Yu Wenlie sighed, knowing that he had something to say. Seeing him leave, he let Yu Wenhong in.

Yu Wenhong sat upright, glanced at the chessboard slightly, and was a little surprised, this chess game is at most a draw, how can there be a difference between victory and defeat? Yu Wenlie smiled when he saw this, and motioned for him to take over the endgame.

Yu Wenlie holds the sunspot, and Yuwen Hong holds the white.

"What does Hong'er have in mind this time?" Yu Wenlie nodded and asked flatly.

"The general is heroic, and the city sings praises. Yu Wenhong's voice was a little dull.

"Bang!" Yu Wenlie tapped the chessboard hard, and said with some displeasure: "Is this what I asked?"

Yu Wenhong hurriedly cleaned up his mood, swallowed his saliva, and said tentatively: "The child thinks that this time out of the army, the court is afraid that there is some fuss. “

"Oh, why?" asked Yu Wenyeol, as if interested.

Yu Wenhong sorted out his thoughts for a while, and said eloquently: "Although Tianxin Sect has some power, in the world, it is just a Jianghu sect, far inferior to those princes and kings, and in terms of its origin, it is a thief who is despised by the world's famous clans. The child thought that if he wanted to deal with the Tianxin Sect, he only needed to send some slightly capable generals to lead an elite army, or gather people with lofty ideals in the world, and order all the sects on the rivers and lakes to discuss it together, and the Tianxin Sect could talk and laugh. On the other hand, the imperial court's move is more like building momentum, eager to let everyone in the world know that the general is on the march. However, the child thinks that this move is not only not conducive to the pacification of the Tianxin Sect, but will make the Tianxin Sect take precautions, and the gains outweigh the losses. “

Yu Wenlie smiled when he heard this, played with the chess pieces in his hand, lightly clicked on the next one, and said: "The old man has been with the emperor for 30 years, and after the emperor was 100 years old, there was a civil strife, but it made the people in the world only know Mojun, but not Yu Wenlie, it is really a time has passed." But in the old man's opinion, the saint is very clear in his heart!"

Yu Wenhong was taken aback and said, "Father means ......"

"Hong'er, what you said is right, Your Majesty is building momentum, he just wants this Mo Jun to crush the old man!" Yu Wenlie stroked his beard and continued: "There are two kinds of people in the world who will make kings jealous: one is a person with high merit, just like this Mo Jun, but he is only a lonely person after all. “

"The second is a high-powered person", Yuwenlie paused and said with a smile: "Your Majesty wants to suppress our Yuwen family, so recently, he has been desperately trying to win over and show favor to Mojun, thinking that he wants to make Mojun a concubine, join his royal family, and suppress us from reputation." Cutting my power into three, but also to balance the power of my Yuwen family. “

Seeing that his son frowned slightly, Yu Wenlie nodded, and said: "Secondly, now that the civil strife has been decided, the prestige of the imperial court in the rivers and lakes has long been less than it was at the beginning, and those large and small forces have long been waiting to see our jokes. “

"Therefore, the imperial court urgently needs a big victory against the rivers and lakes, and the Tianxin Sect is a deterrent to them!"

"The third point is the crown prince'......" Yu Wenlie laughed suspiciously, and said no more.

Yu Wenhong fell into deep thought, no longer focusing on the chess game in front of him, but just fell into the ground.

"If you want to suppress my Yuwen family, how can the old man sit back and wait for death?" Yu Wenlie knocked down a son, and said gloomily: "The same minister of the DPRK and the central government, the old man hopes that the general can return with a big victory this time, and then ......"

Yuwen Hong was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Presumably, my father already has a countermeasure in his heart, and Hong'er will definitely do his best to help!"

Yu Wenlie smiled and said: "Although the old man is old, his heart is not old, I can see that you are interested in the eldest princess, but this is the position of the horse, don't do any thoughts for the time being." With that, he nodded again, patted his sleeve, and got up to leave.

Yu Wenhong was stunned, staring at the chessboard in a daze, and in a trance, Yu Wenlie's deep voice came from his ears.

"You lost. “

Yuwen Hong raised his head sharply and looked around, Yuwen Lie was long gone.

He rubbed his head, then glanced down at the chessboard.

I don't know when, the white seed has been eaten away.

Did I lose?

Yu Wenhong was stunned.