In the Jiaming Palace, the same lights are bright, but unlike the Chongde Hall that has just dispersed, in addition to the waiting Gonggong Sa and a few little eunuchs, there are only the emperor and a few important ministers of the court, who sit around the emperor.

There are all kinds of refreshments and fruits on the long table, but they are not as rich as imagined, and there are no delicacies from the mountains and seas, and it seems that the emperor is usually frugal.

The emperor first raised the white jade cup in front of him, and the wine in it shook for a while, although he was flushed because of drinking a few glasses of wine just now, but at this moment he was sitting with several important ministers in his heart, he was even more happy, how could he be happy without wine?

"Your Majesty, you are recovering from a serious illness, so you should not drink too much wine!" Grandpa Sa reminded in a low voice.

The emperor raised his eyebrows and glared at him, and Gonggong Sa quickly lowered his head and took two steps back.

"Today's birthday is my birthday, and I celebrate with a few Aiqing, even if I am happy, how can I be without wine, you old thing is getting more and more lenient!"

Gonggong Sa bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, the old slave ......"

At this time, Qin Hui on the side smiled and said: "Your Majesty, Manager Sa is also thinking about His Majesty's body, and you can't blame him, after all, you are recovering from a serious illness, not to mention that this is not just your business, the so-called monarch's illness and minister's worries, don't blame him!"

Then, he turned to Gonggong Sa and said: "Manager Sa is also happy today, let Your Majesty drink two cups less, and we will naturally not let Your Majesty drink at the expense of your body, that is a big sin for us!"

Wang Boyan stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "What Qin Xiang said is very true, so Manager Sa doesn't have to worry!"

Gonggong Sa smiled gratefully at Qin Hui.

Yue Fei saw Han Shizhong again during the banquet, and found that he had always spoken without scruples, but he had become taciturn, which was not like his character.

Han Shizhong Buyi sat in the middle, listening to them talk about things inside and outside the court, and did not intervene, only when the emperor cast his gaze, he made a simple response.

Yue Fei spent most of his time in the field, and he didn't know much about the things in the court, so he only listened to more and talked less, but Qin Hui and Wang Boyan, as prime ministers, naturally learned from the past to the present, and talked about the past stories with the emperor with great energy, both of them were officials and prime ministers, so they talked about the phase selection of the Great Song Dynasty.

"When Taizu was still serving as a festival envoy in the Later Zhou Dynasty, Zhao Pu followed left and right, and later at the beginning of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Pu, as the prime minister, assisted Taizu in cutting down the feudal town, recalling the military power, changing the law, changing the official system, and formulating the border defense Liao, and then it was the prime minister for three times, and the credit was covered in later generations, so Taizu personally ordered someone to formulate the prime minister's official seal for him, but later he could no longer find the seal, and even Zhao Pu's descendants did not find it at all!" Speaking of the prime minister's seal letter in the early years of the Great Song Dynasty, Qin Hui recalled.

Wang Boyan stroked his beard and said: "It is said that when Chunhua was three years old, Zhao Pu told the old man to return to his hometown before he invited Taizong to Yongchang Mausoleum to worship Taizu, under the lamp, the old prime minister hid his face and wept, and then returned to his hometown and died at home only a few months later, and the prime minister's seal letter is a inheritance given by Taizu himself, Zhao Pu must have kept it personally, but he did not find it at home after his death, maybe it is related to the worship of Yongchang Mausoleum!"

"What does the teacher mean is that Zhao Pu was personally given by Taizu because of the seal letter, and he was old and frail at the time, and he was no longer able to give advice to the imperial court, so he returned the seal letter to Taizu?" Qin Hui couldn't help asking.

Wang Boyan nodded slightly, and the two looked at the emperor together.

"Zhao Pu assisted Taizu and Taizong in the two dynasties, three times

As for the phase seal personally supervised by Taizu back then, it has been lost for many years, but it does not affect my Great Song Dynasty phase inheritance!"

Listening to a few people talking about Zhao Pu's prime minister's seal letter back then, although Yue Fei couldn't interject, but the horror in his heart was extremely huge, when he received twelve gold medals from the imperial court in front of the battle to summon his class teacher, just when he hesitated, an apricot yellow paper appeared inexplicably, which looked like a thing used in the Buddhist Temple, and it was written on it "Time is also lucky, don't force Mo Qiang to stay" two sentences, and a square seal was stamped on it.

The person who sent the letter appeared silently, and left in a hurry, without disturbing a soldier, the high level of martial arts can be seen, Yue Fei couldn't figure out the meaning of these two sentences, only the seal was quite peculiar and not like an ordinary thing, so he invited Wu Qingyuan, the oldest medical officer in the army, Wu Qingyuan's ancestors have practiced medicine for generations, and he is more in the palace as an imperial doctor, his natural vision is extraordinary, and he was shocked when he saw it.

After Wu Qingyuan looked at it carefully, he told Yue Fei that it was indeed not an ordinary thing, but the prime minister's seal letter given to Zhao Pu and Zhao Zeping by Emperor Taizu himself at the beginning of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, but there was a corner missing from the seal letter, but not just why?

Although it was strange at that time, but after all, the big thing was annoying, Yue Fei naturally didn't have the heart to pay too much attention to it, but he didn't know who sent the yellow paper letter, and whether he wanted to remind himself of anything was unknown, but now listening to what the emperor said with Wang Boyan and Qin Hui, he knew that Zhao Pu's seal letter was really missing.

So is it true that the missing seal on the yellow paper is true? Yue Fei's heart is like a storm, if it is true, who used it? When Zhao Pu returned to his hometown, the seal letter was not passed on to his descendants, let alone handed over to the imperial court, and its whereabouts have become a mystery.

"Yue Aiqing, what did you think of?" the emperor saw that Yue Fei's face was different, so he asked.

Yue Fei frowned slightly, he didn't expect that he had thought about so many things in his heart, but he was still noticed by the emperor, so he smiled and said: "What Your Majesty talked about with Qin Xiang and Wang Lao is the past at the beginning of the founding of my Great Song Dynasty.

"Yes, it has been nearly two hundred years since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, and the foundation created by Taizu and Taizong is now a withered scene, and I am deeply responsible for my ancestors!" The emperor couldn't help but sigh.

"Your Majesty, the minister didn't mean that, it's just ......" Yue Fei knew that he had said the wrong thing again, which had swept away the emperor's interest.

Wang Boyan and Qin Hui on the side glanced at each other, and said with an unhurried smile: "Your Majesty, the old minister Wen Yue General Wen Yue often uses poetry to express his feelings in addition to the battlefield in the army, not only is he not inferior to the poetry of the past dynasties, but even the pen is as strong as flying, and by chance, the old minister has also had the honor to see a "Man Jianghong", which is really breathtaking, today's birthday of His Majesty, why don't you ask General Yue to write a painting to celebrate Your Majesty's birthday?"

After speaking, he didn't look at Yue Fei, but at the emperor.

The emperor couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't expect that the general in front of him, who had spent half his life in front of the two armies, also had such talent, which made him suddenly think of Fan Wenzheng, a figure in the previous dynasty.

"I know that in the previous dynasty, there was a model text that could teach and learn, and the martial arts could resist the enemy and defend the border, and the "Story of Yueyang Tower" was passed on to future generations, "the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world".

Reading it today, I can still understand his loyalty to the king and love the people, and he is really a model in the world.

Yue Fei hurriedly got up and said: "Your Majesty, the minister is just a momentary emotion from the heart, just a little expression, how can he be compared with the court such as Qin Xiang and Lord Wang, it is really not talented, and he does not dare to show his ugliness in front of the emperor!"

"I said General Yue, there are only a few of our monarchs and ministers in this Jiaming Palace, today the monarchs and ministers are sitting around, Your Majesty is rare and very happy, although the literary style can be passed down through the ages, if it is not good, it should only be sincerely congratulated for Your Majesty's birthday, I think since the teacher has said it, General Yue does not have to be too humble!" Qin Hui said with a smile on the side.

Han Shizhong has never said that this is to see the two of them singing and harmonizing, and Yue Fei must personally write the "Man Jianghong" he once made, I don't know if it is really as they said, only to be a monarch and a minister, or if there is another plan? I couldn't help but start worrying about Yue Fei, and my eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle a lot.

Yue Fei saw the emperor smiling, his eyes were full of expectation, he must have been full of interest, so he could only bow lightly, at this time, Gonggong Sa had already asked the little eunuch to fetch pens, ink, paper, inkstones and other things used.

"Aiqing doesn't have to be formal!" the emperor smiled and stretched out his hand, so that he didn't have to be so polite and humble.

Yue Fei took a deep breath and knew that there was no way to avoid it, so he had to pick up a pen and dip it in ink, and the two little eunuchs had already unfolded the rice paper on the long table.

He no longer hesitated, but just recalled the poem "Man Jianghong" written by his struggle due to his mood a few years ago, and he couldn't help but still have a little pride in his chest.

"Angry and angry...... Leaning on the railing...... Xiaoxiao rain break...... Look up at the ...... Raise your head to the sky and roar...... Fierce ......"

So easy to write, overnight, as if back to that year's drizzly night, the ambitious young man stretched out his hand against the railing, thinking about family affairs and state affairs, he couldn't help but be angry, Huo Ran raised his head, raised his eyes and looked, the four fields were vast, the world was clear, and the indignation in his heart suddenly tilted out, looking up to the sky and roaring, full of fierceness.

That year, Yue Fei had just put down the rebellions of Youkou Li Cheng, Zhang Yong, Cao Cheng, and Qianzhou, and the imperial court was promoted to the commander of the Shenwu Houjun after learning about it. Today, the emperor gave the imperial book "Jingzhong Yue Fei", and later got Niu Gao, Dong Xian, Li Dao and other departments, and the prestige of the Yue family army has gradually increased, and the combat power has increased by leaps and bounds.

However, Jingkang's difficulty has passed for several years, although he has been full of the heart of serving the country, but also unable to go north, that time it was on the march, passing by a mountain peak, Yue Fei climbed up, and actually met Qin Muchuan, who was regarded as a confidant in this life, the two were speculative, and they drank and talked freely on the mountain.

Under the excitement, Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong" was published, and he was full of ambition on the paper, and the scene is still in front of him, but it is a pity that Qin Muchuan, who has cultivated to a high level, has died early, and he can't help but feel sad in his heart.

"Thirty Meritorious Dust and Dust...... Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moon...... Don't wait...... White boy's head...... Empty and sad ......"

Writing this, the emperor, Qin Hui, Wang Boyan and others were already standing behind Yue Fei, and watching him write hard, they couldn't help but feel a burst of impassioned anger.

"Good...... Good ......"

"General Yue's ambition is written on paper, it's really wonderful!" Qin Hui couldn't help but clapped his hands and said quickly.

Yue Fei wrote about the place caused by the mood, and then dipped in ink and finished writing in one fell swoop.

"Jing Kang shame...... Still in the snow...... The courtiers hated ...... When to extinguish ...... Driving a long car...... Breaking through the lack of ...... in Helan Mountain Zhuangzhi hungry feast on Hulu meat...... Laughing and talking about thirsty for the blood of the Huns......"

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