Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 700: Wine of the female officials
I don't know what happened, the snow started to fall and it became bigger and bigger.
There is a thick layer of snow on the ground, and the roof of the shop in the distance is as thick as a foot. The wind blows and the cold is biting. Even though it is daytime, the pedestrians on the road are gradually scarce, and no longer in the morning. It's more loud.
The system from Tang Guoxue now has a new meaning, which reminds the people of Pingjing how far away from the dangerous night.
"Everyone, it's getting colder and colder. Drink some warm wine to make sure the heat is moderate." The wine vendor shouted.
"Hey, hello, boss, let's have a bowl." A samurai called out, wearing a long knife: "Although I can drink a liter, I have to go back soon!"
"Who doesn't go back soon? Even five or more nobles, dare to ride the bullock cart when it's night, right?" someone said casually.
"Yes, it is said that it was not like this a hundred years ago." Someone agreed, and suddenly stopped and watched Pei Ziyun pass by.
It was quiet in front of the liquor vendor. Although the boy in front of him looked like a samurai, his clothes were clean and tidy, and he was not an ordinary samurai.
"Maybe the samurai of which official family?"
In this era, the emperor supported the Hei family, and although the Genji originated from one of the surnames given to the emperor’s son when he became a minister, he joined the Fujiwara family and fought against the emperor.
The emperor and power ministers used samurai as their chess pieces, and the samurai gradually rose as a result.
Pei Ziyun meditated: "The samurai just now should be contaminated by the demon. Although he was a little innocent to kill because of this, he would not succeed if he didn't kill him."
"As soon as I arrived in Ping An Jing, there were demon provocations one after another, and these kinds of goods came again, can it be said that it was only to provoke the fight between me and Ping Jing?"
Yes, Pei Ziyun has guessed why the other party did this.
It is not a useless provocation or temptation. The other party should want to provoke the contradiction and hatred between himself and the Pingjing nobleman, so that he will fall into it like a quagmire, unable to extricate himself from it.
In this regard, he smiled contemptuously: "I really think that this kind of thing can make me messy? If I change my mind, what can you do for me?"
Thinking about this, my feet quickened, and soon he appeared in front of a mansion. With a smile, people turned over and disappeared in the falling snow.
The two lines of footprints were quickly covered by falling snow, leaving no trace.
"It's really cold!" Taking advantage of the dusk, the coachman who drove the bullock cart to the Prince's Mansion, rubbed his hands and gave out white breath, accompanied by whispering complaints, appearing from time to time on the road.
The crunchy snow, being run over by wheels, made a sour sound.
The bull pulling the cart in front is not afraid of the cold, and steadily pulls the cart with unhurried steps.
At this time, the coachman sincerely envied the prince sitting in the car. If there is a room that does not need to be blown by the wind and snow to keep him warm, what a blessing!
But looking at the poor people who occasionally die by the side of the road, I can't help but feel fortunate.
Heian Kyori, a person like himself who can serve the public secretary, although not as good as a person with official positions, or even a decent position as a samurai, is not going to die quietly in this cold winter.
To be alive may be the greatest happiness.
The ox cart drove all the way, and the palace of the prince appeared in front of him. Not only did the driver who drove the car let out a sigh of relief, he was wary of the samurai around him, and he was relieved.
"His Royal Highness is busy with playing the main stage. Although I am working hard, I will follow to the death, but for that woman, every night is torment..." Someone couldn't bear to complain.
"Stop talking!" Someone patted the scabbard, and then remained silent. They are not coachmen. Most of them are samurai attached to the prince. They have fields and servants at home. They go out in this kind of weather. It is also a torture.
But I dare not complain about being a prince, and I slander the Izumi-style ministry of the prince who is disturbed to seduce the prince.
Although externally, the extramarital affairs between the Prince Zun and Izumi Shikibu are hidden, but there are many people who know the internal affairs.
Although the princess and the prince have no children, the adopted son Ryoshi Fujiwara is the child of the Fujiwara family. In the future, the adopted son will be in power, and it is bound to be biased towards the adoptive mother.
"I'm afraid I won't say it even if I know it now, but whenever I think of these things, I feel embarrassed in my heart."
"By then..."
Hey, these samurai are really a little worried!
"Arrived?" When the bullock cart stopped, the curtain was raised, and he glanced at the Prince, but his face was not happy.
In this way, it is better to return to a comfortable but depressing prison than to return to the house.
But the cage is more comfortable than staying in an ox cart in this kind of cold weather.
Although there is a bullock cart, he is also the prince who feels cold. When he leaned out, he was trembling when the cold wind blew him.
"Hurry up and let someone open the door!" The prince said in a deep voice, feeling a little dissatisfied.
In his mansion, after he went out, Ju really closed the door. He didn't think about how much he wanted to return to the warm room immediately when he came back hurriedly in this kind of weather.
How can such a mansion, such a princess, and such a group of servants let his heart settle down and not look out for warmth?
Although the prince knew that his thoughts were just angering, venting the long-standing dissatisfaction.
The door of the mansion is closed tightly. This is because in recent years, Ping An is not peaceful in Beijing. If the door is not closed tightly and there is no male owner at home, a man in a mansion who really encounters evil spirits is a catastrophe!
But when I feel upset, I don’t see anything pleasing to my eyes.
When a servant heard the door call and opened the door, he walked in for the prince and looked at the cleaned path, and felt a new upset.
"The snow on both sides of the road has been swept away, it is really no beauty!"
But I thought that although I went to the main stage and turned around, but I just returned from my lover's house last night, no matter how depressed, I can't attack after entering the house, lest there is news of disagreement with the princess, the Fujiwara family is strong, the prince He could only endure what he wanted to say and walked towards his courtyard.
"Prince, don't you go to see the princess?" A female officer who greeted the return reminded: "The princess was in a bad mood last night. She had a nightmare. When she woke up, she asked you."
The prince hesitated, thinking about the embarrassment that both parties wanted to talk but had nothing to say every time they met each other, he shook his head: "No, I'm a little tired and want to rest."
The prince said so, what can the female officer do? She sighed and left with a sad face.
In the prince’s courtyard, the charcoal fire is vigorously burning, and the house is warm like spring.
The prince who sat in a daze and looked out the window while holding his cheeks in a daze, thought of the happiness of being with Izumi Shibubu last night, and his heart was stunned.
The prince’s twelve-year-old Yuanfu, was proclaimed by the prince, awarded the fourth grade, and later promoted to the second grade. Natahara Yiyin's nine daughters were concubines, but the two did not have children. Due to pressure, there was an adopted son Fujiwara .
Although many Japanese people don’t care too much about whether the heir is of their own blood, they care more about inheritance, but they don’t have a child, not even a daughter. This frustration has been rooted in self-doubt. It is not simply an extravagant desire for future generations.
"Fujiwara Yoshitsune, I must be able to develop a good man."
"For these years of marriage, I have never had a son and a half, and even myself sometimes wonder if I did something that disgusted the gods that caused this result."
"Hateful!" The prince sighed again, and even couldn't help but beat the ground on the side of his lower body: "Is it because I can't bear children, or the princess can't bear children?"
"If I am unable to bear children, I can only helplessly bear the punishment of angering the gods and not descending offspring, but if the princess is unable to bear children, why should I bear the criticism from people behind for this?"
The prince even thought of Izumi Shikibu. The other party has already given birth to a child. This shows that Izumi Shikibu’s body is not a problem. If the other party can give birth to a child for him, is it possible to tell whether his own body is not? problem?
You are a prince, and some can't accept the fact that he is a waste.
I thought about it this way. I don’t know when the sky is getting dark. At this time, the female officer brought a group of maids and brought a sumptuous meal. When they arrived in the yard, the branches shook down, and snow fell and hit the female officer. , She yelled, annoyed to tidy up her hair and clothes, and looked up in a blink of an eye, a red light flashed in her eyes.
The maid went into the house to add a stove, and also served wine. The prince was a little annoyed: "Who asked you to bring the wine? I didn't tell you something, so you have to do it yourself!"
The female officer replied, with both hands bowed to the ground to apologize, and then raised her head, with a pair of clear eyes staring at the prince. Seeing that it was her, the prince looked away reluctantly, and asked: "Sasa, why are you here?"
At the beginning, during the Asuka era, it was the habit of offering daughters to the emperor in various places. It was a kind of hostage. Later, it evolved to be non-aristocratic women and could not be female officials.
There are many female officials in the imperial palace. In fact, the Prince’s Mansion, the Inner Prince’s Mansion, and the Supreme Court’s family also have (Note 1). They are all the ladies of the noble family. Of course, you should not be too mean to the female officials.
"His Royal Highness, Xue Da, the princess ordered to clean up, and then ordered me to serve His Royal Highness." Then, she poured the wine, according to the rules, even the prince could not say much about the distribution of the inner court (Note 2) Although I found it a little strange, there was no problem with the rhetoric. The prince was a bit hungry, so I didn’t plan to worry about it. He picked up the wine and was about to drink. Someone suddenly laughed outside the room and said, “If it’s me, I don’t know how to drink."
"Who?!"
This sound scared the prince. He immediately put down the wine cup, got up and looked out, while trying to back away, but it was too late. The man jumped off the roof and landed on the door to move forward.
Even if I have only seen it once~IndoMTL.com~ The prince immediately recognized the identity of the other party: "You are Shinichi Yamada!"
The visitor is no one else, but the young samurai I met in Izumi Shikibu!
This man is handsome, anyone who has seen it once will not easily forget it, but how could this man suddenly appear in his Prince's Mansion?
What is the other party here for? Is it to make trouble for himself in order to avenge his master Tachibana Daozhen's wife?
The prince's expression changed drastically, and he immediately called to the samurai.
Although the court was showing signs of decline at this time, as a second-ranking prince, there were still many warriors in the prince’s mansion. Just about to speak out, I saw Shinichi Yamada touched the hilt of the knife on his waist. on.
A chill hit my heart, and the prince was afraid, stepped back, and forced to calm down: "What do you mean? Do you want to cause trouble for Tachibana Daozhen?"
"Shhh! Let's watch a good show first." The other party gave him a joking look, and then fell on the female officer who looked terrified and shivered all over.