Better to live forever [Rebirth]

The carriage left the east city gate and drove slowly towards Meiyuan in the eastern suburbs.

Seeing that they were full of curiosity about military governance, Zhu Dingbei thought about it, and explained to them: "The current military system was established in Tai'an in 17 years. More than 20 years before the first emperor ascended the throne, wars in four territories In 17, it was only after repeated emergency calls that the military system of not changing the border guards, not changing the chief general, separating the seals and soldiers, and supervising the army on behalf of the prince's patrol was implemented."

"The first two years of His Majesty's ascension to the throne were not peaceful inside and outside, and there was chaos for a while. Because of this military system, the garrisons of all parties have a deep foundation, and they quickly responded to His Majesty's edict and quelled the internal turmoil and foreign enemies as quickly as possible. It is precisely because of this, In the following years, no one mentioned the reform of the military system."

"Until the 15th year of Zhenyuan, an old general in Jingzhou proposed that the disadvantages of the military system were gradually apparent, and the disadvantages could be eliminated. However, at that time, Liangzhou had frequent wars, and the Zhu family army fought hard with Xianbei. The courtiers were afraid that the reform would cause civil strife. If it harms the border, we will not mention this matter."

"Nowadays, the northern border is still relatively peaceful, and it takes time for the Xiongnu to decide the overall situation after the death of the king, but it is not difficult to deal with a single Qiang enemy. There is no better time than now."

Except for Ning Heng, these young children didn't have any elders to tell them about these past events. Only after listening to Zhu Dingbei's eloquence did they understand the ins and outs.

Jia Jiaming was keen, he pondered for a while after hearing this, and said: "If that's the case, then the garrison in the interior may not be willing to change the military system. If they unite..."

Zhu Dingbei looked at him appreciatively, "So let's see how ruthless this striker His Majesty can be in this battle."

Jia Jiaming's eyes lit up. Indeed, only His Majesty can solve this problem.If His Majesty is decisive enough to kill and attack this time, it will be much easier to take action after dampening their vitality and momentum first.

Lou Anning whispered: "I hope they are more sensible."

If it really comes to the point where it has to be suppressed by force, let the frontier army swing their arms at the internal defense army, I am afraid that the internal fighting will be unstable for a long time, and many innocent people will die.

Qin Xi said: "The implementation of the new policy will not be achieved in a day. Maybe it will be changed next year, and I won't even be able to go to the garrison camp! Ahhh, thinking of me makes me upset, damn it!"

This complaint got a few people's eyes.

The Biezhuang in Changxinhou's Mansion is not far from the capital, and it took half an hour for the carriage to leave the city and arrive there.

Biezhuang is usually taken care of by a dedicated person. Earlier, I received news that Lord Hou was going to bring his companions to enjoy the plum blossoms. He made preparations repeatedly and was very thoughtful.

It snowed all night last night, and the masonry road was dry, but the snow on the shrubs and shrubs on both sides remained the same. At first glance, it was covered in white, which was very pleasant.

Wrapped in thick cloaks, several people went to Meiyuan after entering the Biezhuang.

Before approaching, there was a faint plum fragrance lingering in the cold wind, and Jia Jiaming and Lou's brothers' eyes lit up a little when they entered the plum garden.

The No. [-] Plum Garden in the aristocratic family is not in vain. The plum is fragrant and elegant, and red, pink, white, or yellow plum blossoms are competing to bloom in front of you.Seen from a distance, the pale plum blossoms also have a rich and majestic scene. Walking in, the plum scene slowly calms down. Every plum tree and even every plum blossom has its own elegance, and its posture is comfortable and comfortable.

Jia Jiaming couldn't help but chanted a poem eulogizing Mei, but Qin Xi didn't understand a sentence, so he dodged in the direction of Lou Anning embarrassingly.Unexpectedly, the Second Young Master Lou, who was usually fooling around, could also see good and bad from the plum blossoms, with a fascinated look on his face.

Feeling uncomfortable, Qin Xi wisely got together with Zhu Dingbei, seeing that he and Ning Heng did not appreciate the scenery of white snow and red plums as much as himself, and felt a little more at ease.

A few people walked to the observation building in the center of Meiyuan, and the servants of the Lou family spread out the rice paper they brought with great insight, and arranged the pens and inks one by one.

Lou Ankang was sitting at the side mixing ink, while Lou Anning was a few steps away from him, lying on the railing of the high-rise observation building overlooking the Meiyuan scenery.

It was rare for Qin Xi to see him so quiet, so he felt a sense of freshness. He paid more attention to it for a while, and suddenly heard him sigh: "Uncle Ning is also here today. Just eat it."

Qin Xi barely fell off the stool laughing.

After a while, Lou Ankang adjusted the ink, called out to his younger brother, stepped aside, and handed him the paintbrush.

Qin Xi snorted, "Why did you ask Lou Da to draw him? Aren't you afraid that he will draw a plum cake?"

Lou Ankang glared at him: "Just wait and see."

He didn't believe it anymore, anyway, the plum blossom looked the same when he looked left, right, up and down, so he moved a stool and sat behind Lou Anning to see what tricks he could draw.

After a few strokes, Qin Xi didn't notice anything, but Zhu Dingbei said in a slightly surprised voice: "The bones of the painting have been completed, and An Ning's spirituality is excellent in painting."

Lou Ankang laughed when he heard this, and proudly said: "My grandfather said the same thing. My brother and I started to learn to draw drawings for utensils, and we started learning to draw when we were learning calligraphy. My brother wrote a few words next to it."

Jia Jiaming looked at it for a while, spread out paper and sat down to transcribe a few poems about plums, then slowed down and wrote poems by himself.

Qin Xi glanced left at the painting and right at the poem, but found nothing for a long time.

He couldn't help scratching his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and asked Zhu Dingbei aloud: "Isn't Changsheng going to prepare a gift for your grandmother? How about I go with you."

"Not urgent."

Zhu Dingbei sat beside him drinking hot tea leisurely.

Fortunately, Lou Anning's painting is not long, and the painting speed is very fast. After about three quarters of an hour, the scene of red plums and white snow fell into the painting.When the ink was almost dry, Lou Ankang wrote a congratulatory speech on the blank space, and finally took out the two brothers' small seal red clay to cover under the congratulatory speech, and it was ready to be mounted!

Lou Anning clapped her hands and bared her teeth at Qin Xi: "Now I know why your grandpa always lectures you on us, are you convinced or not?"

Qin Xi made a face full of embarrassment, pouted his neck and said, "I still have Changsheng to be my brother and sister, don't be complacent."

Lou Anning laughed loudly: "Look at your worthless appearance, what kind of a hero are you who is trying to live forever!"

Qin Xi snorted, rolled his eyes, and said, "Don't be silly, look at your face is covered with ink."

Lou Anning looked at him with contempt: "Think I'm a careless idiot like you, and want me to be fooled, there's no way."

Qin Xi got anxious, wiped his face and said, "It's right here, if you don't believe me, ask your brother!"

Lou Anning didn't understand why he touched his face, and it turned out that his fingertips were completely black. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted: "Qin Xi, you little bastard, stop!"

Qin Xi stretched out five fingers, and said while running: "Don't come here, or I'll wipe your face, haha!"

The few people who were holding back their laughter burst out laughing when they saw this.

Zhu Dingbei watched the excitement for a while, took out a roll of rice paper brought by Lou's brothers, spread it out on the long table, pressed the corners with a paperweight, picked out a paintbrush, and left a lot of ink on the one made by Lou Ankang. Ink of various colors, dotted on rice paper.

Look at his actions, not to mention Qin Xi and the others, even Ning Heng was also surprised.

Lou Anning didn't care about making trouble with Qin Xi anymore, and stepped forward to push away the excellent position where his elder brother was standing. He still stretched his neck out of great astonishment to see Zhu Dingbei's brush strokes while he was so close. Walk.

I thought it was a bunch of ghostly symbols that I don't know why, but I didn't expect that in an instant, the skeleton of the viewing tower appeared on the paper.

Pavilions, pavilions, long tables, low stools, and the teenagers gradually depicted on rice paper.

Sitting with a gentle expression, Lou Anning concentrated on painting.

Standing beside him, Lou Ankang was holding various inks.

With his hands on his knees, Qin Xi was at a loss.

Standing with hands behind his back, Jia Jiaming, who writes poetry seriously,

Ning Heng stood watching from the side.

And the various plum scenery that can be seen outside the pavilion.

He painted too fast, such a complicated painting, but he stopped writing in half an hour.

Qin Xi and the others were all stunned, even Ning Heng was stunned.

Zhu Dingbei smiled wickedly, took a red brush and drew a flower on Qin Xi's face, and asked him, "General Qin, are you convinced?"

Qin Xi snapped back to his senses, his neck was completely red now, pointing at him, he was speechless.

Lou Anning yelled: "Changsheng! You are too powerful! I will never worship my brother again, and I will only admire you from now on!"

Lou Ankang, who was about to praise, said, "...brother, step aside and don't spill ink on the painting."

Jia Jiaming saw the awkwardness on his face clearly, and said with a chuckle: "Changsheng, you are really surprising."

Zhu Dingbei twisted his wrist and neck, and said, "If you can't practice handwriting well, you must have a good skill."

This was the military doctor Liu Yi who told him, and it was Grandpa Liu who taught him how to paint.

Grandpa Liu is good at landscape painting, but he is even better at painting.In the previous life in the Northern Territory, there were still many wanted criminals whose heads were painted on the wanted documents by him.

Qin Xi covered his face and said depressedly: "Don't let my grandpa know, how are you going to live this day."

Zhu Dingbei was overjoyed, and patted Ning Heng who was beside him and said, "Master Changxin, I trouble you to write two lines here."

Ning Heng asked him in a low voice: "Why, without you."

Zhu Dingbei glanced at the vivid young man on the paper, he just couldn't imagine his own appearance and expression.

juvenile?youth?

Weak?rough?

He didn't take a serious look at his appearance for a long time, because he was afraid that he would draw another self.

He smiled at Ning Heng and said, "If I am in the painting, who will do the painting?"

Ning Heng stared at him, and then looked at himself in the painting. His gaze was passing through Zhu Dingbei's cheek, which should have existed, and landed on a void.

He paused and wrote:

To my friends, An Ning, An Kang, Qin Xi, Shi Shi, Ning Heng.

In the early December of the 21st year of Zhenyuan, it was sunny and snowy

Changsheng characters

Written in this way, he changed to a fine-point brush and tapped vermilion ink, outlined a pattern of a private seal in compilation style, and wrote the three characters Zhu Dingbei.

The others were all happy to see it, but Zhu Dingbei was a little unhappy: "I said I would take it back to my grandmother, so you can't write anything else. If I had known it earlier, I would have sent Shi Shi to come."

The smile on Ning Heng's face deepened when he heard this, and he turned to look at him: "Why don't you just give this picture to me?"

"Think beautifully."

Zhu Dingbei gave him a supercilious look, while beckoning people to come up and put away the rice paper, Ning Heng carefully rolled up the rice paper and put it in the bamboo tube, and mounted it when he went back.

Seeing that it was ten o'clock in the day, the housekeeper of Biezhuang came to invite Lord Hou and the distinguished guests to have lunch in the main hall.On the way, Lou Anning kept pestering Zhu Dingbei, and asked him to draw a portrait of them and Grandpa's family of three. Zhu Dingbei promised him and didn't let him go. He stuck to him for a while and said cute words. Grandpa and brother coaxed each other.

Uncle Ning's craftsmanship finally diverted the attention of the teenagers, and after finishing their meal, they got up to digest their food, and then listened to the butler's report.

"Master Hou, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, the Fifth Princess, the Fifth Consort, the Sixth Princess, and several other young masters and young ladies handed over the post, wanting to visit Meiyuan."