I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Shi Jiu withdrew his gaze, sat on the ground in front of the young man, and said casually: "There is nothing important, but seeing that there is no one in your palace, and hearing that today you and His Majesty had another dispute at the court, I think maybe you will be here."

The young man lowered his head and pursed his lips without saying a word, Shijiu said again: "Is it the matter of Sang Guo asking for help?"

The boy nodded.

Shijiu untied the gourd around his waist, took off the plug, took a sip, and said: "Your father's worries are not unreasonable, the country has no surplus of troops, if troops are sent to help and the defense of the country is empty, there is no guarantee that the Qi country will not Take advantage of people's danger."

The young man was silent. Although he was arguing with his father, he also knew the principle of mutual constraints among the various countries. His father was worried that sending troops to aid Sang would weaken the country's defenses and give the neighboring Qi country an opportunity.

The young man said: "In the final analysis, the national strength is still insufficient."

The national power is not strong, so that any decision must be made with fear and hesitation.

The reason why Daluan dared to take the lead in the war is precisely because they had enough accumulation and preparations in the past few decades. They never gave up their ambition to conquer the world, and they never slacked off for this.

On the other hand, looking back at the whole country of Yu, the so-called peace and prosperity have given them a look of frailty.The lord of the country ruled the country leniently, causing the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty to be unscrupulous, and the hereditary titles made the children of the family ignorant.It has become a common practice for literati to sing praises, and they wish they could weave a fantasy dream with paper and pen.

The reason why he insisted on the reform with all his strength last time was precisely because he saw the crux of the problem. However, everyone in the court had their own ghosts, and they did everything they could to make money secretly. The forces of all parties were intertwined, like an invisible The big net ran across the front, so that it had no choice but to let it go.

Shi Jiu raised his head and took another sip of the wine, plugged the bottle, put the gourd aside, and said: "I have also talked to your father about the reform that was shelved before."

The boy looked at him with anticipation in his eyes, obviously very concerned about the outcome of the discussion.

Shi Jiu shook his head slowly, and said: "Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and once the law is reformed, it is like scraping bones to cure poison. Your father is worried that this move will cause turmoil in the court, so he insists on doing it slowly."

The young man sighed, turned his face away and said: "How could I not know that this action will cause turmoil in the court, but without going through the bone-chilling cold, how can I get the fragrance of plum blossoms. Since it is scraping the bones to cure the poison, it will definitely hurt the muscles and bones. If there is a wound, there must be bloodshed and sacrifice. It is safe to take it slowly, but I am afraid that other countries will not give us the opportunity to do it slowly."

Shi Jiu nodded slightly in agreement, and said: "I've said everything that needs to be said, he insists on this, so I can't force it."

The young man took a deep breath. Since he was a child, he had spent more time with the Imperial Teacher than he had with his father, queen and queen combined, so he naturally understood the Imperial Advisor's temperament very well.

With regard to the political affairs of the DPRK and China, the national teacher has always only made some suggestions when the lord of the country needs his advice, and he will not interfere with whether he accepts it or not.

This time he will take the initiative to talk about the reform with his father, and he will only say it out of his own face. For the national teacher, it can be regarded as the utmost benevolence.

The young man was silent for a moment, and said: "Father has always respected the national teacher, since even the national teacher can't persuade him, there is really no room for change."

When Shi Jiu turned his head to look at the sea and sky where the sun was setting, he stared at the dark clouds that were slowly gathering in the sky, and said: "The sun rises and the moon rises, and the rivers and rivers end to the east. In the end, it cannot be moved by manpower. Do your best and obey the destiny. Since you have done your best, There is no need to be too harsh on yourself, just let nature take its course.”

It seems to indicate that a shower is coming, and the wind blowing from the sea is a little more humid.

Looking at Shi Jiu's side face, the young man suddenly remembered the phrase "We must unite after a long time", he couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said, "Master, I met a person who looks very similar to you."

Shi Jiu turned around: "Oh?"

The young man looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and said: "When you talk about the general trend of the world, even the tone of voice is the same."

The same cloud is calm and the wind is light, and the same thing has nothing to do with oneself.

Shi Jiu raised his eyebrows noncommittally, stood up and lightly dusted his robe, and said, "Okay, it looks like it's going to rain, let's go down."

The young man shook his head and said, "Father ordered me to kneel here as punishment, I..."

"It's okay," Shi Jiu interrupted him disapprovingly, "He punished you just to put on a show in front of the courtiers, you've kneeled enough, let's go."

The young man lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, got up and rubbed his numb knees, bent down and picked up the gourd on the ground and handed it to Shijiu, then turned around and went downstairs with him.

After the sound of footsteps faded away, Shui Jing put down the tiles in his hand, turned over and slid down the arc of the tower for a few minutes, hung on the corner of the eaves with one hand and swung down with his body down, and landed lightly in the blink of an eye. above the top floor.

The sea breeze mixed with water vapor brushed across his cheeks, twirling his hair, as well as his wide sleeves and the hem of his clothes.

He looked down at the fluttering hem of his clothes, and standing on the top of the empty tower, he suddenly felt a little at a loss that he had never felt before.

Perhaps it was because the young man's words about "passers-by" left a deep impression on him. At this time, he unexpectedly thought of a question that he hadn't studied deeply for more than 1000 years.

Where do you come from and where are you going?

This idea quietly broke through the ground in the secret place of my heart, and I squeezed out a sprout with my teeth and claws, scratching the tip of my heart and itching slightly, it seemed that there was still some immature greenness.

He didn't know why he had such a weird idea suddenly, he shrugged his shoulders and chuckled lightly like self-deprecating, raised his eyebrows, and stepped down the tower along the wooden ladder.

……

After midnight, the slanting wind is slightly cool.

The heavy rain that had been brewing since the evening finally fell like a catharsis. The rain curtain shrouded the entire palace city in a haze, and the row upon row of pavilions and pavilions looked quiet and solemn in the night.

As the oil lamps were extinguished, the sleeping halls were plunged into darkness. At this time, most people had already fallen asleep, only the palace people who were on duty at night gathered together in twos and threes, chatting nonsense, drinking and gambling, laughing or making trouble. They also lowered their voices, turning into whispers.

At this time, the sound of rain is like a natural cover, and the water mirror rises and falls lightly among the palaces and halls, and the usual posture seems to be strolling in one's own garden.

Shui Jing is very familiar with the topography of the imperial palace, not only the imperial palace of the Yu Kingdom, but he has visited almost every corner of the world for thousands of years. He knows the structure of imperial palaces in all countries, and even knows the owner of each palace.

In the shadow at the corner of a corridor, Shui Jing leaned against the pillar and glanced at the two palace men who were not far away from the palace with oil lamps, and their eyes fell on the bedroom.

After a while, the lights in the hall went out, and the window was plunged into darkness.

Shui Jing raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

It can be regarded as falling asleep, except for the night guards in the entire Yu Palace, I am afraid that you are the one who can survive the most.

He straightened up and walked briskly through the corridor, to the vicinity of the bedroom, and stretched out his hand to hook the window frame.

It's fine, it's fine.

He slowly opened the window, leaned on the edge of the window with both hands, turned over and jumped, and fell lightly into the room.

There was no moonlight tonight, the heavy rain behind him was crackling, and the room was very dark. Shui Jing stood still for a while before barely getting used to the darkness in front of him, and walked forward lightly.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

There is a dark shadow ahead.

This is a person?Or... a stake?

If it were a person, would this height be that of a child?

No, no, how can there be children here, is it really a stake?

Shui Jing blinked on the spot, his mind turned a thousand times, and he hadn't decided whether to move forward, but suddenly he heard the dark shadow say: "Here you are?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Shui Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and scolded with a smile: "What's wrong with you? It's fine to sit here in the middle of the night and not sleep and pretend to be a log. Why do you turn off the lights if you don't sleep?"

The black shadow let out a snort from his nose, stood up and walked aside, and joked while lighting the lamp: "If I don't turn off the lamp to satisfy your dark and scary habit, I'm afraid you will be able to stay outside in the rain until dawn."

The light came on, dispelling all the darkness in the hall, and the person beside the light turned around, dressed in a black robe, with cinnabar between his eyebrows, and a lazy smile on his mouth.

Shui Jing shook her head and sneered, and stepped forward with her hands behind her back: "It's been so many years, and your mouth is still so unforgiving."

Sitting down by the desk, Shui Jing raised her head and asked, "How do you know I'm in the palace?"

Shi Jiu put the fire folder in his hand beside the lamp, clapped his hands and walked back to the desk, saying: "You only remember the Tibetans, the inkstone is still lying on the beam, and I'm not blind."

Only then did Shui Jing remember that the inkstone was still left on the pagoda, so she raised her eyebrows and pretended to be regretful, "Tsk, what a pity, that Fang inkstone was a loot from the treasury when Daluan attacked Qiong."

Shi Jiu sat down and straightened his clothes, pouted his mouth to the side, looked at Shui Jing, and saw the inkstone was placed upright on the desk beside him, it seemed that he had just used it not long ago.

"Yo, you know how to pick up leaks," Shui Jing raised her eyebrows and curled her lips, then smiled again, "You don't plan to pay me back?"

Shi Jiu sneered: "You have discarded it like a shoe, and you still have the face to go back?"

"That's right," Shui Jing waved his hands and smiled, "I'll see you off."

Putting down his hand, he suddenly felt curious again, and asked, "Hey, how do you know that the inkstone must be mine? Couldn't it be left by other people who were idle and bored reciting poems and painting there?"

Shi Jiu cast a sideways glance at him: "The tower is ten feet high, the beams are like cliffs, unless you want to die, who has the leisure and elegance to write poems and paint in such a place?"

He uncorked the gourd at his waist and took a sip. Before Shui Jing could refute, he smiled again: "Even if he had one, he didn't have the skills to kill him."

Shui Jing put it away when he saw it was ready, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Much praise, praise."

Shi Jiu put down the gourd, turned to look at him and said, "Why are you here at Yu Palace this time?"

Shui Jing propped his elbows on the table, resting his chin and said lazily: "It's nothing important, I just heard that music can be heard on the tower, so I came to memorize the music score, and happened to meet the little prince and went to punish him by kneeling again, and teased him by the way. Two sentences."

"Oh?" Shi Jiu said with great interest, "How did the teasing end?"

Shui Jing rolled his eyes at him, and said with a smile: "I didn't succeed in teasing him, but I was turned into an army."

He chuckled twice, and said again: "At first, I was surprised that this kid was so eloquent, but after I saw you, I understood. It turns out that the one who is close to ink is black."

Shi Jiu didn't quarrel with him, he just pursed his lips and laughed a few times gleefully, took a few more sips from the gourd.

"What are you so proud of?" Shui Jing glanced at him, and then laughed, then stopped after a while, took a deep breath and said, "In the past, I could meet you, a wild crane like you, to travel around the mountains and rivers, but this year, why don't you It's like taking root in Yu country, and you don't even leave the palace?"

Shi Jiu can be regarded as Shui Jing's only friend in this world, or maybe not a friend, but more appropriately, his only acquaintance.

The two had known each other thousands of years ago. Shijiu has a long memory because of his lack of love and hatred, while Shuijing has an immortal body because of the nourishment of spiritual energy. They both know each other's details and their temperaments are quite similar.

The so-called friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. Although the two may not claim to be gentlemen, they both maintain a plain friendship tacitly because of their nature.It is common for them to visit each other when they think of it, and it is not uncommon for them not to see each other for a few years when they can't think of it.

For thousands of years, although the two have not interfered with each other, they have long been familiar with each other's habits. In Shui Jing's impression, even after Shi Jiu became the national teacher of Yu State, he rarely stayed in Yu State all the time, and spent most of his time in various countries. walk between.

But this year, he stayed in Yu Palace uncharacteristically, which made Shui Jing very puzzled.

Shi Jiu smiled, and said disapprovingly: "In recent months, Da Luan has been destroying Qiong first and then Wei Sang. There are many dangers outside, so it is not suitable to hang out."

Shui Jing laughed and said, "Why didn't I know you were still afraid of this?"

Shi Jiu clicked his tongue, and retorted: "You can stand and talk without back pain."

He pouted at the jade pendant on Shui Jing's waist, and said again: "You have this spiritual energy to protect your body, but I am a mortal body. If I am accidentally affected by the flames of war, and then accidentally reincarnated in the country of Qi, that would be terrible. I really want to cry without tears.”

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How can you get the tangy fragrance of plum blossoms without going through a bone-chilling cold. ——Chan Master Huang Qiang's "Ode to Lectures in the Hall"