The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 10: Wearing a cold knife to go up to the court
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He Xinliang Chapter 10 Wearing a Liangdao Shangchao[Update Time]:2013-08-2621:37:14[Words]:3690[Book Fan Group 1681655]
At the end of the autumn of the sixth year of Yonghong, today's dynasty is the last dynasty before the beginning of winter. Except for the six kings who entered the capital, almost all the foreign officials of the imperial court also "rolled" into the capital with the general trend. There are rumors among them. It is necessary to completely hand over Gu Jiantang, a general of the military department, Lu Shengxiang, a famous general in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the other generals who are still in the lord. The royal road slowly rushed to the outside of the imperial city gate.
Tai'an City is the center of the world's arch guard. It has become the imperial road for the bride’s waist. It is no doubt the most spectacular axis in history. It is integrated into the path of the sky with nine longitudes and nine latitudes. , The buildings on the central axis are heavier and heavier than the previous dynasties.
Xia Mawei Post House is located between the inner and outer cities, only half a mile away from the Yong’anmen flyover on the central axis. The river under the bridge is the Longxu ditch. The common people say that the water veins of the capital have condensed into a dragon’s beard. But the Liyang dynasty worshipped fire, so he used a bridge to suppress and surrender the water dragon. An unassuming horse-drawn carriage drove slowly along the imperial road to Zhao Jiaweng outside the main gate of the imperial city. Outside the first gate of the imperial city, there are two archways named Fuwen Zhenwu on each side of the tree, and the Ministry of Defense, etc. Yamen belongs to Wu Jiyin, located behind Zhenwu Memorial Arch on the left, Hanlin Yuan of the Ministry of Rites, etc. Wen Jiyang, located behind Fuwen Memorial Arch on the right. The word Fuwen was once written by the old master of Song, and now it is also replaced with a picture. New plaque. Today’s early dynasty specifications were strange, and there was almost no place to stand near Zhaojiawan. Various horse stations were filled with all kinds of servants. The Liyang Dynasty ruled peace for 20 years, and there were many unwritten rules about parking early. High and low, the high-ranked ones stayed in their carriages. The closer they are to the imperial wall, the inferior ones gradually drifted away. Many civil and military officials who are not able to reach the ranks are mostly familiar with the state of affairs. Whoever seizes the position and disputes are blushing, under the feet of the emperor, it is not easy to be an official in Beijing.
A magnificent lineup of no less than a thousand people, among them are the gray-haired old people who have never been able to pass the fifth-rank official. They have a bright future and are already a fourth-rank master, and they are not confused. Nian is the proud son of heaven who holds a certain authority. There is a transcendent yellow and purple nobleman, there are royal relatives in python robes. The Yang Dynasty was greatly hurt. There are also jokes, just to put the jade articles of these officials into the pocket, that is a great fortune. There is also a joke, you know these hundreds of thousands of faces outside the city gate, you can sort out the context of the Liyang Dynasty.
Zhang Dang led by Zhang Julu with blue eyes, Gu Dang headed by General Gu Jiantang, Sun Xiji left Beijing with a group of dragons without a leader, and the Qing Dang that collapsed. This is only a rough division on the bright side, but the inside is intricate. The prince’s party, foreign relatives party, Hanlin Huangmen party, Guozijian party, prosecutors party, graciousness party, new science jinshi party, or deep-rooted and enduring, or the decline of the West, no one dares to say that he can be mixed in this place. In the big mud pond, there are both sides, even the first assistant Zhang Julu dare not. The city gate is closed and has not yet been opened. The mighty thousands of people who are eligible to enter the gate are standing in their respective positions one after another. The thunderstorm is about to come and the atmosphere is full of wind, and he keeps his breath and concentrates. It is especially quiet. Sometimes there are feelings and whispers, but also cautiously only screaming to the "credits" around him.
The carriage that got off the horse came a little later, it was extremely difficult to see the stitches, so I had to stop far, and walked down a white-clothed man who was suspected of being unruly. More than a dozen officials who were afraid of missing the imperial meeting rushed past, and even had no time to take a look. A middle-aged fat black man ran particularly hard, panting, and then brushed his shoulders with the white-headed man. He stooped hard and put his hands on his knees. , Sweating profusely, see that the official tonic in his court uniform is the fifth-rank Tiance Jijiu, and he is still a prominent member of the Qingshui Yamen Guozijian. After all, Zuo Jijiu Huanwen is only a third-rank. This fat man pouted his big **** that was so swollen that his court clothes almost broke apart. It was really unattractive. When he lowered his head and panted like a cow, he caught a glimpse of the man next to him walking forward slowly with an unusual jade belt around his waist. It is strange that the officialdom drill camp has no talent and only has a pair of black fat men with fiery eyes and golden eyes. Is it possible that it is the distant branch of the Zhao family's clan, if it is not the Zhao family and the emperor's room that is very far away. Long son and long grandson are not going to settle here and walk upwards, but when he stares and looks at him, he is shocked. He is actually copying the noble style of Long Dagon clothes. He hurriedly raised his head and looked at him, and he became even more puzzled. He was a young man with early blooming hair. Don't look at his shabby appearance, but he was also a good old man. He gritted his teeth, followed forward, and asked in a low voice: "This man Lord, let me say a word, I’ve never heard of you in a python robe, but don’t use it rashly. Don’t put it on. If you take a few steps ahead, many officials and eunuchs are staring at it."
Fatty said this is too special. It's no wonder that he can only be held as an errand at the Imperial College, which is extremely difficult to get ahead.
The white-haired man turned his head and glanced at him, then smiled. The fat black man may be the **** temperament, talking endlessly, "Master, you really don’t care. A few years ago, there was a prince from Yuanfang County, who had never seen the world, and no one had ever told him about the rules. , As a result, according to the old dynasty, I stripped off the python robes before entering the door, and was downgraded to two ranks on the same day. Today is another crucial meeting in more than ten years. Lord, you really want to listen to my persuasion. I turned around and hurried to change into a court uniform. I would rather be punished late than be beaten by mistake. I watched you this python gown, which you put on during the Yonghong reign, and you can only wear it when Zaifu and some royal scholars can wear it. Upcoming meeting."
The white-headed man frowned and moved forward silently.
The fat black man walking on his right saw the young man with a knife hanging from his waist, slapped his lap on his thigh, and cried out like his own disaster, "I said, this man, you are so courageous." No matter how small, go to the temple with a saber, you are......"
White-headed white python, Xu Fengnian, the elder son of Beiliang who participated in the Liyang Chamber for the first time in his life, chuckled softly: "Mr. Jijiu said I am looking for death?"
The black fat man smirked, waved his hand vigorously, and said in embarrassment: "You can't be a sacrifice wine and you can't be a husband."
In the Imperial College, he was a fat black man who was equivalent to a servant boy. He finally didn't continue to mention the trespassing ignorantly, and he didn't lack eyesight to the bottom of the pot. Obviously, he was worried. The black fat man subconsciously drew a distance from Xu Fengnian, but his conscience was really tortured. After walking for a while, but only fifty or sixty steps, he said with a bitter face and whispered: "I said this lord, I would take the liberty to ask, where is the highest place, there is a strong backing in the court, can you talk to a certain nobleman in the palace? If there are none of the latter two, I really advise you not to risk losing the early court, the capital is not a place. There are many rigid rules."
Xu Feng, who has a Northern Liangdao hanging on his head, laughed young and said, "It’s indeed my first time in Beijing. No one has reminded me of the rules. My father is still alive, and this dress was also sent by the court temporarily. There should be no bad rules in the mansion. As for the saber, if the court ritual is really broken, I will take my lesson. The big deal is not to enter the city gate or go to the palace, leave the capital dingyly, anyway, when I entered Beijing, I didn’t see anything. Reception by officials of the Ministry of Etiquette."
I heard that the python clothing was recently bestowed by the imperial court, and the black fat man was relieved. Only when this young calf, who didn’t know the fierce tigers, would stop people outside the city gates. At this moment, the dead sheep made up for it and praised it with a thumbs up: "Don't say anything else, this grandfather is bold enough."
Xu Fengnian walked with the fat black man, walking slowly at the end of this section of the central axis of the imperial road. Although the fat black man should be a poor and white official, he is a prisoner of the country, Qinggui, who has the qualifications to go further. Take a few dozen steps forward. Don't underestimate the implications of these dozens of steps, how many capital officials, the first time they entered the face of the saint ranked bottom, standing at the farthest point, the last time it was still so bleak. Even a step closer to the gate of the city is a great blessing, or if you say that you are outside the gate of the meeting, you can laugh at the most in fifty steps. The more he walked forward, the more weird the atmosphere became. This made the Guozijian Tiance who was used to being ignored and contemptuous of the jokes to sacrifice wine. He was uncomfortable and straight forward, he and the guy beside him who didn't know which one came out. The young prince, like Pijiang Zhanlang, some of the powerful officials who originally thought of his nostrils had complicated eyes, and their faces were extremely stiff. They tore out of the queue on both sides, and then retreated and then retreated a few steps, and the tide flowed back. The fat black man had already seen the faces of most of his colleagues in the Imperial College. He was thinking about sneaking in and pretending to be his grandson as usual. He saw that Master Zuo Ji Jiuhuan Wenhuan didn't get together with Shoufu this time and looked at himself with a smile. , This made the black fat man who was most afraid of funeral sacrifices and the old fox's unique smiling face horrified.
This little Jijiu, who was turned into a laughing stock because of his poor appearance, approached the Guozijian team. Mr. Zuo Jijiu, who was privately called Master Huan, patted the fat man on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Wang Tonglu , Amazing."
Many colleagues at the Imperial College around him also had interesting eyes, which made the dull black fat man more confused, and the dry and thin Zuo Jijiu smiled and said: "Copper stove, when will I get on the big ship of Beiliang, deep hidden? Don’t show me, I’ll be so yellow in the future, but don’t forget me, this bad old man."
The second monk Wang Tongluzhang couldn't figure it out, and asked in confusion: "Master, what are you talking about, I don't understand it."
Huan Wen squinted at the young man who was supposed to have died 21 years ago, curled his lips, and joked: "Look at that guy, are you wondering if you are walking along the way, why that kid? Dare to wear a white python robe and dare to go to court with a knife?"
Wang Tonglu nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes. I tried to persuade him for a long time, but the little master just laughed at me and didn’t listen to persuasion, so he was anxious. ."
Rao is Zuo Jijiu, who has gone through the ups and downs of the ocean, and stalled such an unconscious elm lump subordinate, but also a little bit dumbfounded. He slapped Wang Tongluo on the shoulder, "You bastard, 80% It’s silly to help compile the new calendar. I didn’t see you walking along the way. Seeing you is the same as seeing the plague god?"
Wang Tonglu's face flushed with anxiety, so a black charcoal face can make people look red, which is enough to see the anger, "Master, don't sell it to the little ones~ IndoMTL.com~ I don’t know the bottom. I said my stomach hurts, so I don’t dare to go to the morning!"
Zuojijiu laughed loudly: "That kid is the son of Beiliang who is said to have taken the heads of Xu Huainan and the fifth raccoon dog. You, you, you, this fox fake tiger, but once in a hundred years."
The fat black man had his legs weakened. Thanks to the warm support, the old man smiled and said: "Hurry up and stand up straight. I am so old that I can't support you two hundred catties of autumn fat."
Wang Tonglu craned his neck and looked at the white back, like a bereaved wife, saying: "Master, I really have a stomachache."
Zuo Jijiu Huanwen has always been known among the officials in Beijing for protecting the calf, and he laughed and scolded: "You are a shameful thing, so you can only learn to wait for two pounds with you, and you will follow me later. "
Wang Tonglu swayed his legs and let out a dejected cry.
There is a fan scene outside the main gate of the imperial city, which is amazing.
is headed by the first assistant Zhang Julu and the general Gu Jiantang.
There are also Zhao Bing, King of Yanzhi, Zhao Yi, King of Guangling, Zhao Sui, King of Jiaodong, Zhao Ying, King of Huainan, Zhao Heng, King of Jing’an, and the five princes.
and Chen Zhibao in a brand new red python suit.
The gap disappeared behind the young man wearing a white python, enclosing him.
Isolated and helpless.
is in exactly the same situation as Beiliang and 300,000 cavalry.
Xu Fengnian has no expression on his face, and silently reads in his heart: "Xu Xiao, this time I will walk for you!"