[Jian Wang III] Prosperous Tang Dynasty

The author has something to say: The background of this article is the background of the Anshi Rebellion in Jianwang III, and then there are some things that are not in line with history... If it is because it is in the game, I will write it like this in the article, and then I will Will try to pay attention to the small details of real history.Well, I'm too particular, please let me go

In the 13th year of Tianbao, in March of Yangchun, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

On the West Lake, a painted boat is parked on the shore, and the carved windows are not closed. Tourists passing by the painted boat can faintly see a snow-white figure in the boat, but they can't see it clearly.Only when he turned his head and saw the sign on the painting boat did he realize that this was the painting boat of Yinyuanhui.

The person inside is probably some important person from Yinyuanhui.

The people in the painting boat are indeed big figures in Yinyuanhui, but they are not very old.

It was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, wearing a snow-forged wide-sleeved gown, embroidered with black silk thread and bound with lotus branches. Because he was lying on the couch of a beauty, the wide sleeves covered the whole couch, and flowed from it like flowing water. Edge pouring.

The young man is also very good-looking, his eyebrows are flying like a slender light sword, and there is a bit of indifference on the tip of his eyebrows, his eyes are closed, long eyelashes cover his eyes, under his straight nose bridge, thin and pale The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, with a three-point smile, hiding the indifference at the corners of her eyes and brows under gentleness.

The young master of Yinyuanhui, Su Jixian.

"Young master, there is a visitor who says he is your old friend."

"Old friend... invite him in."

"Yes."

Su Jixian propped himself up, and the person standing behind him put two soft pillows on his back at the right time, and combed his long hair for him.

A moment later, a tall young man walked in, about 20 years old, with long hair untied, wearing a dark red cardigan jacket with a white arrow-sleeve gown, walking lightly and steadily, with narrow and long eyebrows, eyes like the clouds flying in June The peach petals hide a shadow of swords, lights and swords. The appearance is extravagant and handsome, but it is also as cold as ice that never melts.

It was Mo Yu, the owner of the Shaogu Valley of the Evil Man.

"Lonely."

"Xiao Yu." Su Jixian smiled and stretched out his hand, pouring him a cup of tea, "Why did you come all the way to Yangzhou?"

Mo Yu sat down in front of him, took a sip from the cup, "It's just some trivial matters. Just now I saw your horse on the shore, so I stopped by to have a look. Isn't Xiaoyue here?"

He shook his head, with a gentle tone, "Still in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and he will come back after a while. Speaking of which, what happened to you and Maomao? Yue'er sent a letter saying that she saw him in Nanping Mountain, and he didn't look very energetic."

Mo Yu spun the glass carelessly, her voice was a little low: "There were some disputes...he is still so naive."

Su Jixian gave a low laugh, "It's Maomao after all... Seeing him at the age of three, he was so obedient when he was young, and he grew up in the Haoqi League, so he is naturally upright and awe-inspiring. What's more...Leader Xie treats him as a My daughter raises..."

"..." Mo Yu gave him a sideways glance, didn't comment on his statement, chatted casually about some irrelevant things, and got up to leave.His work in the Central Plains has already been done, and it is time to return to Kunlun.

"Wait." Su Jixian suddenly stopped him, took out a bright red jade pendant from his sleeve pocket, and handed it to him, "This is a medicinal jade made by Yue'er, it can calm the mind and calm the mind, it is good for you to carry it with you of."

Mo Yu was not too polite, nodded and took it and hung it on his waist, "I heard that your old illness has relapsed and you need snow lotus to take care of yourself. I will send you some snow lotus later."

"Hey... Yue'er said it." Su Jixian was a little bit dumbfounded, "It's not a big deal, Yue'er made a fuss."

"Kunlun is rich in snow lotus, so it's okay to give you a few boxes." Mo Yu waved his hand indifferently, seeing his slightly pale face and lips, and understood Chen Yue's mood in his heart.

If Maomao was also sick like this, he would have to be as worried as Xiaoyue.

Sighing slightly in his heart, he turned and walked off the boat, preparing to return to Kunlun.

Su Jixian watched his back as he left, and then lazily lay back on the beauty couch.

He, Mo Yu, Mu Xuanying, and Chen Yue were playmates when they were young, but when Daoxiang Village was massacred, the four of them got separated when they escaped.Unlike Mo Yu and the others who were separated again, he and Chen Yue lived together until his biological father found him...

Fate sucks.

Turning over, he stretched out on the couch, the thin clothes clinging to his body, outlining his thin and slender waist, such a weak and beautiful posture, he didn't look like a man with absolute force at all. master.

A hand wearing a black glove lightly pressed on his shoulder, and the person who had been standing quietly beside him said softly, "My lord, your injury has not healed yet, so you shouldn't move too much."

He was also a young man, dressed in white clothes with open fronts, with deep eyebrows and eyes, one gold and one blue mandarin duck eyes, no matter from the decoration or appearance, it was easy to see that he was not from the Central Plains, but a good-looking Aggressive Westerners.

Su Jixian retracted his outstretched arms, folded them under his chin, tilted his head slightly, his long black hair spread all over his back, his voice was slightly smiling, soft and soft, with a touch of Casual and lazy, "I'm fine now, besides, I just stretched my waist, and I didn't use force. Lingfeng, when did you make such a fuss like Yue'er?"

Lu Lingfeng didn't say anything more. The hand on his shoulder slid down and stopped at the position of his right shoulder blade. Under the palm, there was a wound that ran through his entire right chest between two layers of unlined clothing.

This is also the reason why he came to Yangzhou, to recuperate and avoid Chen Yue.

"It's time to go back to Chang'an." Su Jixian closed his eyes and sighed leisurely, sounding like he was moaning, "I really don't want to go back, and have to face those old foxes again."

"Young master's injury is still unhealed, so he didn't have to go back so soon." Lu Lingchuan stretched out his hand to press down his arm that was trying to reach the teapot, and went to pour him a cup of tea, and brought it to his mouth.

"No, I've been out for so long, who knows what will happen to the situation in the court?" Su Jixian took a sip of tea, but felt more sleepy, turned over and lay on the couch, his voice became softer and softer, "Da Tang... ..."

This Great Tang Dynasty is by no means the Tang Dynasty he knew in his previous life, but the course of history will probably not change.In order to protect the people he wants to protect, no matter how annoying things can be endured.

The distance from Yangzhou to Chang'an was not short, and Su Jixian was not in a hurry to return to Beijing, so when he arrived in Chang'an, it was already mid-April.

After resting in the other courtyard for a day, Su Jixian put on a dark purple costume and a silver mask and entered the imperial city at noon the next day.

He is Su Jixian, the little-known young master of the Yinyuan Society, and Yunjing, the mysterious young national teacher.

Zhuwa has high walls, and beasts fly over the eaves.Su Jixian, who was wearing a brocade cloak, was led into the palace by a young eunuch, and walked towards the imperial study.

"I heard that Your Majesty hasn't been in court for a few days?" He asked suddenly, his tone casual, as if he just thought of it and mentioned it casually, "But you're not feeling well?"

The little eunuch was slightly taken aback, and replied with a smile: "Your Majesty is in good health, and there is no discomfort at all."

"That's...indulging in the sensuality of Liyuan." He smiled, with a gentle and mocking arc on his lips that were not covered by the mask, "Heh..."

The little eunuch lowered his head and led the way, as if he didn't hear anything.

There are some words that the national teachers can say, but they can't listen.

The two walked along the winding corridor and disappeared around a corner.When the dark purple robe passed the corner, sleeve corners embroidered with auspicious beasts floated out from the corridor on the other side.

"The national teacher is back...?" A deep voice sounded, followed by a chuckle, "You can still come back alive, as expected... you are worthy of the national teacher."

Yang Guozhong's nets all over the world failed to kill him in the south of the Yangtze River. I really don't know whether to say that his methods are amazing, or that Yang Guozhong is stupid and lax.

"My lord?" The eunuch beside him called him cautiously.

"Let's go." He put his hands behind his back with a flick of his sleeves, slightly raised his eyebrows that slanted into his temples, and his handsome and proud face was hidden in the shadows.

Bypassing the corridors, a pear blossom appears on the red tiles of the overlapping peaks.The pear blossoms in the pear garden are undefeated all year round, which is also due to the master's technique.

The sound of silk and bamboo in the pear garden, mixed with soft coquettish and deep laughter, is very lively to listen to.

The excitement froze the moment Su Jixian stepped into the pear garden, the music continued, but the laughing actor stopped laughing wantonly, stood up and bowed his head deeply.

"I have met Your Majesty, Concubine Yang Gui." Su Jixian bowed and saluted, with a slightly indifferent attitude and just the right amount of respect.

Tang Xuanzong smiled and waved his hands, "There is no need for the national teacher to be polite, just give me a seat. How is the matter in the south of the Yangtze River?"

He straightened up and sat down on the chair next to him. The slender white hands protruding from the cuffs tightly closed the sleeves, "The embankment was strengthened in time, and the spring floods have not yet caused serious floods. The rogues have not become a climate, and they have all been wiped out. The so-called Borrowing Yin soldiers is just a cover-up they use miasma cloth."

"Oh, the national teacher is really good." Concubine Yang Guifei stood next to Tang Xuanzong, her bright and delicate face was full of smiles, her almond eyes seemed to hide a cut of autumn water, the waves were faint, and her kindness was moving, "So easily resolved the Jiangnan rebellion , even more powerful than General Guo."

Su Jixian turned her eyes slightly, the lips outside the mask still had an upward arc, with a three-point smile, and her voice was extremely gentle, but she couldn't help but want to tremble, "The noble concubine of Sheji politics should not comment rashly Well, I'm just a national teacher, so I can't compare to General Guo who has fought for many years, and the incident of bandits is just a coincidence."

His words can be said to be quite blunt, except that he didn't directly say "you, a harem concubine, don't interfere in political affairs", but Tang Xuanzong didn't seem to mind such blunt attitude at all.

He can tolerate the frivolous Li Bai, and naturally he can tolerate Su Jixian's wantonness.What's more, compared to Li Bai, Su Jixian only spoke a little harshly, and his attitude was a little cold, he didn't feel offended.

More importantly, the national teacher and Prime Minister Yang are at odds.

Even though he relies heavily on Yang Guozhong, Tang Xuanzong, as the emperor, sometimes feels a little bad when he thinks of his monstrous power. When Li Linfu was still there, it was nothing. Now there is only Yang Guozhong as the prime minister. He needs someone to replace Li Linfu and contain Yang Guozhong.

In his eyes, the national teacher is the best candidate, and if he can accomplish his goal, he naturally doesn't mind the national teacher's not-so-good temper.

Su Jixian said a few words about Jiangnan and then left. Seeing his slender and tall figure disappearing into the pear blossoms in the sky, Concubine Yang Guifei lowered her eyebrows and took Tang Xuanzong's arm, feeling aggrieved: "Your Majesty, the national teacher scared me so much. A concubine..."

Tang Xuanzong smiled, patted her fair face lovingly and lovingly, and comforted her gently: "The national teacher has such a bad temper, he is still young, so don't take some words to heart, ah."

Concubine Yang nodded obediently, and closed her beautiful and charming eyes.