Nightfall Chapter 164: Night Talk at the Palace Gate House
Volume One Early Morning Empire Chapter 164 The Night Talk of the Palace Gate House
(Hua Xiaoduo is giving birth! Good news is coming from the nth couple matched by the novel I wrote! Merit! Congratulations! I wish the baby good health, you two will be happy forever.)
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"Actually, I don't want to live in the imperial city."
Standing by the railing, Emperor Li Zhongyi of Tang Dynasty raised his hand to point to the black and blue city wall in the far north, and said with emotion: "Within more than ten miles out of the city, I arrived at the Daming Palace, where the dense forests of the green mountains filter the wind and cool. If it’s a lot cooler there in summer, and you don’t have to listen to the quarrels of the ministers in the court hall, no one will bother you every day, so it’s easier."
Previously, after dinner, the emperor took Ning Que for a walk around the palace, nicknamed Sanshi, but in fact it was just small talk. At this time, it was just getting dark, and the lights in Chang'an City were getting up early, and there were many sights in sight.
Ning Que stood by the side of your majesty, looking at his clear profile face, wondering how could you tell me this feeling? Is it really difficult for the hero of the world to find someone to chat with in a deep palace? It was too late to analyze the hidden problems in this treatment. He remembered the intense heat in Chang'an last year, and felt a strong sympathy. He respectfully said: "Then your Majesty should move out of the city as soon as possible this year."
The emperor with his sleeves on his back, looking at the night of the imperial city, sighed and said: "When the queen said that she would move to the Daming Palace early on, the ministers would cry bitterly. They didn't dare to say that I was ruining political affairs. The ancestor’s rules came out to say things. Although I was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, I often couldn’t help choosing a place to live. After all these years, no one dared to violate my intentions face to face. Only after entering the heat can those old guys' mouths be blocked."
Ning Que couldn't help but secretly laughed at the unconcealed grudge in His Majesty's words.
The emperor suddenly turned around and looked at him with great interest and said, "This year, I moved with the queen to the Daming Palace, why don't you stay with me for two days? Xiao Yuer always thinks the outside of the city is clear and boring, but in fact The scenery is extremely beautiful."
The smile on Ning Que's face disappeared extremely quickly. Hearing these words, I always felt a little awkward. It was not like an emperor invited his favored courtesy to rest in the palace, and his tone was calm and casual. The old farmer in Yeli suddenly saw a young relative coming from the county seat and kindly invited him to eat some fruits and melons at his farmhouse, boasting that the well water was quite sweet.
His Majesty the Emperor invited him to the Daming Palace to spend the summer heat, and he knew what it meant.
The world has had a palace since there was an emperor, and since there has been a palace, there have been court ministers. This kind of emperor’s near-person status is noble and respected by the scholars. Although not involved in dynasty affairs, they have a great influence on dynasty affairs. Although his salary is shallow, he can earn countless silver by writing some volume of poems casually. If you put it in the past, Ning Que would of course be willing to be such a noble minister. However, now he is no longer a young soldier in the border town. In addition to his silver prospects, he sees the mysterious world. Naturally No longer willing.
"Your Majesty is so kind, and students are not ashamed to be it. It is a wonderful thing to have your Majesty give instructions on calligraphy day and night..."
Ning Que respectfully saluted, took a peek at His Majesty’s face, and said: "Students honestly, who is not willing to stand out? It's just that the student has just entered the second floor and has not seen the dean. It is really inconvenient... "
"I just talk about it casually, why do you need to be so serious." His Majesty said with a smile: "You have a lot of false and inexhaustible words in your words, and I am also lazy to talk about you. It's just a matter of getting ahead... Why is Chao Xiaoshu reluctant?"
Ning Que didn't know how to answer, so she was silent.
The emperor suddenly looked at him and asked, "Where did Chao Er go now, do you know?"
"The student really knows nothing about where the big brother is going." Ning Que responded.
The emperor walked to the front of the column, his slender palm stroked the cool stone fence, and looked at the palace under the night. After a moment of silence, the emperor said softly: "The poems of the predecessors had a school of complaints against the palace, and they ran a little red. "
Only when I said a pun at Li Yu, I heard a pun at the imperial city gate. What kind of character is the deputy commander of the court guard? What kind of expression is this, which directly bluffs Ning Que. Repeatedly waved his hands and said, "My lord, don't say that. The subordinates have good waists and legs, but they are not too thick."
Xu Chongshan pretended to be thin and said displeased: "Although your waist is thin, your thighs will be fat, so you are welcome."
Listening to the words with a heavy Hebei accent, which is so inconsequential and belching, Ning Que could not help but shudder, quickly turned the subject, lowered his voice and asked: "My lord, are we the secret guard? Is it too easy to expose? Before entering the palace today, Lord Lin pointed out my identity."
Xu Chongshan explained: "Duke Lin is your majesty's side, of course he knows the list of the dark guards. Except for the few people in the palace, no one in the court will know your identity, including the empress. "
Ning Que thought that when he was in front of the empress, his Majesty did not talk to himself about the dark guard, and he was relieved.
Suddenly he thought of something and asked seriously: "Then... Your Royal Highness?"
Xu Chongshan's expression was a little embarrassed, and Nene said: "If you guess it, you don't necessarily know it. Have you said this before?"
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"The minister visits the emperor brother."
"Sit down."
The emperor waved his hand casually and motioned to the prince Li Peiyan to sit down, put down the memorial in his hand, and suddenly thought of one thing, and asked: "Did I let the two barrels of double steaming that I sent to the palace last time? Do you like it?"
Li Peiyan frowned and said honestly: "That wine is too strong."
The emperor said with no anger: "What else can you drink if the wine is not strong? I said you, because you have a poor health since childhood and suffered so much pain from your mother. As a result, you have developed such a delicate body."
Li Peiyan chuckled twice and said: "Anyway, the emperor's brother shelters the wind and rain. I am weaker if I am weaker."
After saying these words, he looked serious, stood up from his chair, and began to enter the time period when the monarchs and ministers played the right way, and said: "Xiling Mission is ready to set off and return, and Long Qing will also leave Chang'an, please, your majesty Decreed to leave this person in Beijing."
The emperor said casually: "The agreement at the time was to let the young man enter the second floor. Since he has no ability and can't enter, I can't blame me. But if the agreement is invalidated, if he wants to leave, let him leave. Up."
Li Peiyan was a little stunned when he heard this, and said anxiously: "Brother Emperor, this is a hostage of Yan Guo, how can he leave?"
"Datang’s majestic world relied on the cavalry warriors and the spirit of undefeating, not the hostages who lingered in the Goulan brothel every day in Chang'an." The emperor mocked and said, "Emperor Yan sent his prince into Chang’an City. The hostage is not to calm my heart, but to calm his own heart. If I don't accept his son, wouldn't he have to worry every night that my iron cavalry will break into Chengjing at any time and enter his palace? In order for the old guy to sleep better and live a few more days, I had to reluctantly deal with it."
"You have to understand that it is the Yanhuang Emperor and the Southern Jin Dynasty monarch who have to cry and cry and send the hostages to Chang'an City, not that I want this hostage, what **** prince prince, don’t Datang raise them? Spend money, don’t waste food?"
The emperor waved his hand and said: "Prince Longqing wants to leave, let him go. Chang'an City will not raise waste."
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I got out of the carriage at the entrance of Lin 47 Lane and sneaked into the narrow alley behind the courtyard. There were a few secret signals across the wall. The back door of Lao Bi Zhai creaked and pushed. Ning Que used the fastest Speed rushed in.
Received the hot towel and washed his face, put his feet in the hot water basin at the right temperature, Ning Que let out a chuckling comfortably, feeling the exhaustion that had accumulated from yesterday to the night was gone. , The spirit that had been tense for a long time finally eased down.
One day and night, he ascended the back mountain of the academy, defeated Prince Longqing, and got the qualification to enter the second floor. From a forgotten student of the academy, he became scrambled by the academy and the south gate of Haotian Road. His genius, was discovered to be the master of Huakai Tie, entered the palace, was given a meal by your majesty, and chatted with your majesty’s family...
Shock followed by shock, one after another, one after another, one after another, this kind of encounter is really unimaginable, and it may be extremely difficult for anyone to copy it in the future. It is already dizzying in the eyes of bystanders. Besides, he is the client? Until then finally lay down on the familiar bed, Ning Que was still a little tranced, feeling extremely unreal.
Sangsang added half a scoop of hot water to the footbath at his feet, squatted on the ground, raised his face, looked at him and asked curiously, "Master, what does the emperor's old man look like? Is his beard long and white? ?"
"The long and white one is Santa Claus, not the Emperor."
Ning Que lay reclining on the bedding, pointed his sour thigh with his finger, motioned to Sang Sang to beat a few times, and said: "Your Majesty, in fact, he is not too old. What kind of person is this? I really don’t know."
This is a very honest sentence. For His Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty, Ning Que’s feelings have always been a bit complicated over the years. From the natural disaster to the many details of the Weicheng Soldier Village, he can feel that the emperor is the kind of Mingjun in the legend, but he always thinks of the generals. In the murderous case, thinking of the murderers who were still sitting on the court, the word Mingjun was about to put a question mark in his heart.
From the frontier fortress back to Chang'an City, he began to hunt down the murderer who participated in the **** case in the General Mansion that year. In this process, he discovered that in these years, the Emperor did not investigate this matter, and he did it secretly. There are many things. The marginalization of the marginalization. Although Ning Que naturally thinks that these punishments are far from insufficient, he must admit that he has been forgotten by the world for a long time without any evidence of reversal and necessary. Speaking of, His Majesty the Emperor has done enough.
As for the culprits of the **** murder in the General Mansion, Prince Li Peiyan and General Xiahou...One is the younger brother of His Majesty the Emperor, and the other is a general who is the mainstay of the empire. It is still beautiful today, and he can understand the truth.
Ning Que said silently in his heart: "Your Majesty, if you can't do anything with your own brother, then leave it to the student and I to do it."
Sangsang sat on the bed, beat his thigh with a small fist rhythmically, looked at his face, unable to suppress his curiosity, and asked: "Is the empress beautiful? The princess seems I don’t like her, but last time in the *** trick, I heard Xiaocao say that the empress empress is the best-looking woman in the world, so your Majesty has only liked her for so many years."
Feeling the knock of her small fist, Ning Que squinted comfortably, and said, "I said you should spend less time with Xiaocao. You can't learn anything with her, so you will learn to be like a woman with a long tongue. Talk about the palace."
Sangsang said: "I'm just curious."
Ning Que suddenly thought of something, opened his eyes, sighed and said: "The empress can’t see anything special, and the emperor is not easy to summarize, but I know at least one thing. If he goes into business, he will definitely He is a good player."
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The master and servant stared at the silver box on the bed, or more precisely at the paper in the box, with distressed expressions on their faces. After being silent for a long time, Sangsang raised his head, somewhat unwilling to ask: "Is all going to be sent to the palace?"
Ning Que said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Of course not, at most two-thirds, no... at most half. "
Sangsang began to pick out the signatures from the box, her movements were very slow and unwilling, and the expression on her face was distressed. Ning Que was also very distressed, and said with regret: "If I knew that one day in the future, I would write a piece of writing paper to be a cashier, how could I throw so many and burn so many? It’s worse, the ink tuan is painted a bit more, but it’s okay to be half a silver ticket? So, how many silver tickets have we thrown away?"
Listening to this, Sangsang suddenly brightened his eyes, jumped out of the bed very quickly, waved and roughly tore Ning Que out of the bed, raised the bedboard, reached in for a long time, and took out a small box. She took the box to the table and opened it, took out the paper inside, and said excitedly: "Master, many pieces of paper you threw in the past were picked up by me later, can you see if these can be exchanged for money?"
Ning Que was stunned, subconsciously picked up the top piece of paper and took a look, and found that it was actually a funeral post that he copied the night Zall died, and asked in shock: "I already threw this post. , When did you pick it back again?"
Sangsang smiled and said nothing.
Ning Que was shocked and speechless. It took a long time for Ning Que to wake up. He stretched out his hands to hold Sangsang's dark little face, and said deeply emotionally: "Sangsang, how can I live without you? ?"
At this moment, his stomach groaned suddenly.
Ning Que retracted his hands and rubbed his stomach, glanced at the deep night outside the window, and said: "It's still long before dawn?"
"Yes, master." Sangsang asked curiously: "What's the matter?"
Ning Que said sternly, "I miss the hot and sour noodle soup very much at this time."
Sangsang asked in a puzzled way: "I heard that the banquet in the palace has at least more than 100 dishes. Don't you think you have enough, Master?"
Ning Que laughed mockingly, and said, "Those who don’t know what place the palace is? The banquet has all kinds of delicacies that are elegant and delicious, but they are exquisite. Where can the mountains and seas be brought up? Master, I’ve also eaten them now. The person at the banquet, you should not say such things outside in the future, lest we are ridiculed after being heard, our vision is not broad."
Sang Sang gave a hum, and continued to ask calmly: "The banquet must be good, but master, are you full?"
The expression on Ning Que's face was slightly stiff, and after a moment of silence, he said honestly: "It's really not full."
Sangsang smiled and said: "I will cook noodles."
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(You can’t cook the noodles for me, give me some recommendation tickets and ***, OK? Today I said it’s blocked, or I wrote 8,000 words. Recently, I’ve been so diligent and honest that I’ve become angry. , Besides, I don’t have the energy to modify it. Let’s rough it up, and I’ll fix it tomorrow.)
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