Nightfall Chapter 93: Tomorrow’s yellow flowers
"You are cultivating! Your qualifications are limited. In the past ten years, Taoism has gained very little. Your disposition is not suitable for dealing with those civil servants and generals in the court. Naturally, Datang Guoshi can't do it, and you are my disciple. Without the dazzling robes of the national teacher, those who offended the teacher before he was a student are afraid it will be against you."
Li Qingshan looked at his eldest disciple, eyes full of worry and helplessness.
He Mingchi lowered his head and replied: "I really don't have much patience. Over the years, I have become accustomed to serving masters and uncles, doing some common tasks such as case files. If you die in the future, I will take care of the rest. After that, go to your grave to meditate on Taoism. It’s okay if you don’t ask for fate and live a few more years."
"It sounds too bleak to guard the solitary grave in a bitter wind and rain."
Li Qingshan laughed loudly, and immediately reduced his smile, looked at He Mingchi and said, "Your Majesty ordered you to supervise the prince's studies. I know that you have a good relationship with him, and this matter will bring you greatness in the future. Trouble, in order to deal with those possible troubles, I think there are some things you should do in advance."
Speaking of this, his voice suddenly became low.
He Mingchi stunned slightly, moved his knees and moved two steps forward, listening to those words floating in his ears, his expression on his face became more and more tense, his eyes showed an incredible look, he raised his head in surprise and speechless.
Li Qingshan looked at his apprentice and seriously exhorted: "When I met your majesty in the past, we met at the fortune-telling booth outside Xiangfang, so as long as I don't act recklessly, your majesty will always allow me to mess around.
I hope you can also become a partner, even a friend of the prince, so that you and me can be a master and apprentice, and it can be considered as an explanation. "
He Mingchi knelt down on the ground moved, completely speechless.
Li Qingshan looked at him affectionately and said: "Go."
He Mingchi leaves.
Li Qingshan turned around and looked out the window, watching the slowly floating snowflakes, silently thinking about his thoughts.
Everyone knows that although he is in a high position, he was born in the market. He is a funny character who laughs and scolds. However, after sitting in the position of the Imperial National Teacher for so long, no matter how the grassroots is, he has to think about those temples. Big thing.
He knows very well that who will succeed to the throne, as long as the Academy keeps its oath to refrain from political affairs, no one in the entire empire, whether the military or the prime minister, has the right to speak. That is a matter for your Majesty.
If your majesty decides to be succeeded by the second prince, there will be nothing wrong in the world.
If your majesty decides that the eldest prince will succeed the queen, can he really be willing?
So many years have passed, Li Qingshan still can't understand why there is such a deep feeling between the empress and the empress, but he believes in his own eyes and believes that the feeling between the empress and the empress is sincere, and when your majesty is here, the empress will be willing Wash your hands and make soup in the deep palace, but what about after your majesty leaves?
He looked at the slowly falling snow outside the window and sighed slightly. As the head of the South Gate of Haotian, could he really hope that the demon sect saint who was in the past would let the Tang Empire go Authority?
"Last month, my uncle hosted a banquet at the mansion and wanted to introduce some officials from North Korea and China for me. However, three or four ministers inquired that I would also go to the banquet, but turned back halfway to see me! And the woman was there the day before yesterday. There is a banquet in the palace, and all the ministers who have some face in the hall send their wives into the palace to welcome them. I think they even want to send their old wives over! What are they thinking! Don't you know that I am the daughter? The eldest son!"
In the secluded courtyard, a teenager in bright yellow clothes sits on a chair and yells at the falling snowflakes in front of the court. His pale and tender face no longer sees the pathological dignity, only endless hatred and Spiteful.
Li Yu was sitting in the chair next to him, watching the falling snow, frowning at these words. The recent incidents in Chaozhong made her a little uneasy. At this time, she was even more unhappy. He said in a deep voice: "That is our mother queen, what is that woman? It is even more unbearable to comment on ministers so rudely!"
The young man in bright yellow clothes is naturally the eldest prince Li Hunyuan. He listened to his sister's reprimand, but his heart was slightly stubborn, but he still held his head stubbornly and said: "Sister, we only have one mother. I don't think she is qualified. When we are our mothers, those ministers’ vacillation is extremely unbearable in itself. How can I say a few words?"
Li Yu looked into his eyes and said solemnly: "As the successor of the Datang Empire, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are peeping at you in secret, so you should not pay attention to your words and deeds all the time."
Li Hunyuan sneered and said: "The problem is that my father did not establish me as a Tairanzi."
"Enough."
Li Yu frowned slightly, and then asked: "How is your study at Guozijian recently?"
Li Hunyuan shrugged, her pale face showed an indifferent expression: "My father asked He Mingchi to stare at me every day. It's impossible for me to play truant. Don't worry. The academicians say I am hardworking. Easy to learn."
Looking at him, Li Yu didn't seem to be fake, and he felt a little better. He reminded: "He Mingchi is also in charge of Tianshu's affairs, and he has to stare at you to read. It is very hard. Anger on him."
Li Hunyuan wondered why she mentioned this incident suddenly, and said in doubt: "My relationship with Mingchi is fairly close, so naturally I won't irritate him indiscriminately, but sister, why are you so careful about this matter?"
Li Yu looked at the falling snow flakes in front of the courtyard, and said slowly: "The Academy, the court, and Nanmenguan finally reached a consensus a few days ago. Ning Que will not be a guest of Nanmen in the future but will take over as the national teacher, but He Mingchi After all, he is a disciple of the National Teacher, and he is deeply loved by the National Teacher. It is very important for us to get the support of the South Gate of Haotian Road.
"Although I have never asked, but based on my relationship with Mingchi, I believe he will support us."
Li Hunyuan thought that even if He Mingchi could inherit the influence of the national teacher Li Qingshan in the south gate of Haotian Road, he couldn't sit in the position of the national teacher. He couldn't help feeling a bit regretful, touching his head and exclaiming: "That The person named Ning Que will be the key in the future, and I don’t know how to surrender him."
Listening to this, Li Yu raised his eyebrows and scolded: "Said you are required to be cautious, but in the end you dare to say what you are like! As a direct disciple of the Master, who is qualified to say surrender him today!" /
Li Hunyuan couldn't hide his arrogance, and said contemptuously: "Even if I can't do it now, when the emperor brother I sit on the dragon chair, there are countless masters in the Tianshu, and the military will come out with thousands of strong men. Are you afraid that he will fail?"
Li Yu was angry and disappointed when he heard this, staring at him in a deep voice: "The academy does not interfere in the government, and the Tang law is the first. That is the rule set by the master, but the rule is not the rule that the court has the ability to make them obey. If you If you want to sit securely on the throne, you must remember one thing, regardless of the predecessors and posters, you must maintain respect for the academy, I heard it!"
Li Hunyuan was shocked by the anger in her eyes, she felt a chill in her heart, she nodded subconsciously and then shook her hand gently to make her happy. He smiled and said, "I know my sister, this No one in the world has the right to say surrender to the academy, but I believe sister, you will surely subdue Ning Que."
Listening to these words, Li Yu remembered the fire on the journey, the stories around the fire, and the young man with three knives on his back. He couldn't help but laughed at himself and said lightly: "I don't have that ability."
At this time, a mother came up and said softly: "The king of the county is awake. Sister Sangsang Xiaolu told him two stories and is bringing him here at this time."
Li Yu glanced at his younger brother, and said: "You go back to the palace first, pay attention to your father's night, and you have to take the exam again."
Li Hunyuan said in a puzzled way: "What will I be afraid of staying again? Father and the emperor never object to our sisters and brothers being close."
Li Yu frowned and said helplessly: "You are too bad-tempered, so avoid it. The girl Sangsang looked weak, but she was actually like a mirror in her heart. You can't hide the boring thoughts in your heart.
Li Hunyuan smiled back and said: "It's just a little maid, so you want me to avoid her?"
Li Yu was too lazy to explain something to him, so he picked him up from his chair and called the **** who was waiting in the palace. Ding asked everyone to **** him back to the palace.
Looking at the bright yellow figure disappearing at the stone gate of the garden, she couldn't help but shook her head, thinking that although her younger brother had grown a lot in more than a year, after all, he was young and there were still many things that could not be understood. .
Sangsang is indeed just a very ordinary and even lowly little maid, whose status is of course far from that of the Prince of Tang Dynasty, but Li Yu knows very well that this little maid is the key to conquering Ning Que and getting closer to the academy.
With Xiu pen resting on the inkstone, Li Yu looked at the lower case he had written, then turned his head and asked: "How do I write this handwriting? Can it still catch your eye 9"
Sangsang shook his head and said: "I don't know how to read the characters, as long as they are neat and tidy, they will look pretty."
Where is Li Yu willing to believe, and said with a smile: "Your young master is one of the most famous bookists in the world. How can you be illiterate after you have been with him for so many years? What about you? Like him?"
Sangsang opened his bright willow-leaf eyes and said seriously: "The characters written by the young master are naturally good, no need to think about words."
Li Yupin said what she meant, becoming more and more interesting for the master and servant, and jokingly said: "In your eyes, Ning Que is the best in everything. I really don’t know how you two developed It’s like getting along with him. Now that he has left Changan for some time, are you still used to it? Did you miss him at night?"
Since Weicheng returned to Chang'an City, Sangsang often met with Li Yu. Her Royal Highness Princess Tang and the little maid really had a lot of affection, and they didn’t pay much attention to their status and inferiority in the conversation. Just listening to these words, Sangsang She was probably a little embarrassed, but she had a rare temper and turned around coldly and ignored her.
Li Yu smiled. She knew that this kind of joke was occasionally used in the conversation to narrow the psychological distance between the two. The little maid seemed to be embarrassed, but in fact, she should be happy that this joke was hidden. The meaning is.
It's just that Sangsang is still young, and I probably don't know what this emotion is, or even why I am embarrassed, and Ning Que, who is not in Chang'an City, is obviously in this state of ignorance.
Sangsang stood by the courtyard, looking at the falling snow outside, his slender figure in the background of the chaotic snow, forming a moving picture of some loneliness and a sense of expectation.
Li Yu quietly looked at this picture, placing the back of Ning Que in his mind next to the little maid, and found that the picture was instantly plump and harmonious, without any disharmony.
She sighed silently, dispelling the envy and regret that had no reason to arise in her heart, thinking about the news of a certain Chun, and asked softly: "I heard that you recently took in a lonely old man in Lao Bi Zhai?"
Sangsang was startled slightly, turned around and nodded.
Li Yu looked at her dark and thin face, with a feeling of compassion in her heart, and seriously reminded: "Although Chang'an City is peaceful and there are people watching over the shop, you should be careful about this kind of things."
Sangsang felt the concern and affection between His Highness's words, and conscientiously said: "It's okay, he is very honest."
Turning hands into clouds, covering hands as rain, more than ten years ago, he led the murder of two trees in the world, and the bright priest who was stained with the blood of hundreds of innocent people in the hands of the holy, can it be honestly described? Question worth thinking about.
But Lao Bi Zhai is really fine. Before Bai Ningque left Chang'an, he made countless solemn requests. Today Lin 47 Lane seems to be as lively and noisy as usual. In fact, the guards in the palace often come to inspect secretly, and the officials of Chang'an Mansion have to go back and forth five times a day. Above, the members of the Yulong Gang have never left, and they are protected continuously from early morning to dusk. Nowadays, apart from the palace, this humble alley is probably the safest in Chang'an.
It’s amazing that whether Ouchi’s guards, Chang’an Mansion, or the Yulong Gang who ruled the underground world of Chang’an City, these days have been executing another order. They are looking for an old man, but no one would think of it. , The old man they were looking for was in the bookstore that they looked after.
In the evening, Sangsang came back from the princess mansion ahead of time, thinking about the old man’s meal.
She took out the key to open the shop door and walked to the patio. The old man really squatted by the stove to prepare hot leftovers. He couldn't help but frowning. He opened the food box brought back from the princess mansion and said, "Eat this Right."
A few days ago, she tried to let the elderly cook, and then watched the black-carbon-like rice and the half-empty firewood by the stove that night. She decided to save rice and dry wood and never again Make this attempt.
As the old and young were preparing for dinner, there was a knock on the door.
Sangsang got up and was about to open the door, when suddenly thought of something, he lowered his head and held up the bowl to continue eating.
The old man came over, brushed off a grain of rice from the front of the jacket, got up honestly and opened the door.
The door of the Lao Bi Zhai shop opened, and a monk stood under the stairs.
The monk is very young, wearing a ragged monk robe, with handsome eyebrows, and a sense of being out of the world.
The monk found that it was an old man who opened the door. He was very surprised and said, "It is not you I am looking for."
The old man was stunned, then turned around and said: "I'm looking for you."
Sangsang came over with his rice bowl, watching the young monk frowning for a while, remembering that when Ning Que climbed into the second floor, he had seen this by the meadow outside the gate of the academy. people.
The monk saw Sangsang’s little black face, his eyes lit up suddenly, and his voice trembling excitedly chanted: "Beautiful girl, the love monk has finally found you. These days, I have done something new for you. Poem."
"You are the flower on the rocky cliff. When I come to pick it, you are a fish in the lake, wrapped in a net made of water weeds. You are the biggest obstacle on the way to the other shore. I Willing to snuggle you and never leave..."
Sangsang glanced at the yellow croaker in the bowl while listening to words like flowers and fish.