Seventh Pagoda

On this day, Mu Ang summoned new talents to drink and have fun as usual, which was called "Appreciation Banquet", and the number one scholar, Yang Chen, was not there for no reason.Mu Ang loves to tease people the most, and Mu Yi is honest and dull, making him an excellent target for teasing.

Mu Angming knew that Mu Ang was a stammer, and he wanted to force Mu Yi to recite palindrome poems. Mu Yi blushed and stammered, wanting to read ten lines of a poem, but Mu Ang was happy to read it, and took it for fun: "Punishment, you have to be punished." fine."

The palace servant served Mu Yi with a wine cup, but Mu Ang still felt inadequate: "If you mispronounce a few words, you will be punished with a few glasses of wine." If you really drink this wine, it will be endless.

Yang Chen looked at Mu Yi with three glasses of wine, his eyes were blurred, and somehow he remembered that poor creature huddled in the corner of the palace wall. Who would have thought that after so many years, you would still be bullied...

Yang Chen couldn't explain his heart ache, and raised his glass to Mu Ang: "Your Majesty, the wine has a strong aroma, and this minister smells like drunk red dust from the Western Regions. Such good wine, I wonder if I will be lucky enough to taste one or two?"

Mu Ang is extremely addicted to alcohol, and someone knows what to do, Mu Ang is very happy.After waving his hand, the jug was placed on Yang Chen's table, and he waved again, several more jugs appeared on the table, Mu Ang's eyes lit up.

"It's not just drunk, I have a lot of good wine in my possession. If the champion can taste it all today, I won't punish anyone, how about it?"

Yang Chen smiled: "Thank you, Lord Long."

Master's knowledge is true from ancient times to modern times. I'm afraid few people know that Master's brewing is also a masterpiece. After drinking wine with Master for more than ten years, it's not a problem to make things difficult.

When Mu Ang met his confidant, he forgot about Mu Yi, and started talking about wine with Yang Chen. It was a teacher appreciation banquet, and the host and guest had a good time.

When the show was over, Yang Chen watched Mu Yi being taken away by the palace servants in a daze, so he rushed up and took out the hangover medicine from his sleeve and handed it to the palace servants.

"Your Highness is probably very drunk today. Take this medicine and drink it with plum juice. It is the most refreshing. Watch carefully at night, don't sweat and catch a cold..."

Xiao Kouzi recognized this elegant champion man, and after today's banquet he was a celebrity in the eyes of the emperor, and he was so gentle and amiable, so he took the medicine respectfully, and he responded to what Yang Chen said.

Mu Yi muttered a few times, looking very uncomfortable, Yang Chen's heart was inexplicably twisted into a ball, and he raised his hand to touch Mu Yi's forehead, trying to see if he had a fever.Mu Yi grabbed his hand and pulled him in front of him, as if to carefully identify who this person was.

Yang Chen is wearing a purple-gold court dress today, which makes him noble and elegant. The neckline and cuffs are embroidered with a circle of small goldfish with silver thread. Because he drank a lot of wine, his fair skin was flushed, his eyes were moist and bright, red The lips still seem to have a strong fragrance of wine.

Mu Yi frowned suddenly, and flung the person away fiercely, but because he was drunk, his movements were weak, and his hands had no strength, Yang Chen was only pushed back a step by him.

Xiao Kouzi understood Mu Yi's temper, so he bowed respectfully and bid farewell. Yang Chen stood silently, feeling a little lost in his heart, did he not remember himself?

One is the emperor's uncle who is dull in speech and actions, and is not seen as a fake, and the other is Doctor Guanglu who devotes himself to compiling classics and historical allusions and does not care about world affairs. In the huge palace, when they meet again, three years have passed.

The eunuch formed a clique to control the government, and after Mu Ang was abolished, they thought that Mu Yi was the most useless and obedient, so they helped establish a new king, but they never expected that the second day when Mu Yi ascended the throne as the emperor's uncle, Then he killed the internal eunuchs and the chaotic party.

After a series of vigorous actions to purify the court, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty suddenly realized that there was a crouching dragon hidden in the smoky palace.

Mu Yi is diligent in political affairs, seeks governance diligently, reduces taxes, pays attention to the selection of talents, and within three years, the government is clear and the people are harmonious.Mu Yi clearly observes Shen Duan, loves the people, and is a lowly servant in the palace. As long as he meets Mu Yi once, he can remember his appearance, and even tell his name and daily affairs. to visit.

He also ordered people to compile a book of the pros and cons of the customs, customs, people's livelihood, and people's livelihood of each state in the world. Occasionally, state histories entered the court to play a role, and he was surprised to find that Mu Yiyuan knew everything about the state's affairs in the deep palace.

Mu Yi guards against the passing of time, and uses it selflessly. For example, if the left guard army is vacant, he will promote talents from the right guard army. If the right guard army is vacant, he will promote talents from the left guard army.There used to be a musician with excellent skills, whom Mu Yi admired very much, but because he refused to dismount when he met the prime minister, Mu Yi directly chopped off his head.

In addition, Mu Yi is a respectful and virtuous corporal, and she is always admonishing. Once, due to the lack of diligence, she wanted to go to the palace to soak in the hot springs. She just said: "I want to go to Huaqing Pool..." Yingtian began to remonstrate.

"Your Majesty! Be ashamed of being extravagant and licentious!"

"Your Majesty! The pearls in the Huaqing Pool are made of agate, and they are extravagant. If you get close, you will fall into the heart and lose your mind, Your Majesty!"

"Material resources are in dire straits, Your Majesty!"

I just want to go to Huaqing Pool to take a bath... Mu Yi covered her face, completely dispelled the thought, and obediently continued critiquing papers in the palace...

Mu Yi was still in the imperial study room until late at night after finishing the paperwork and reading. When she looked up, Xiao Kouzi was leaning against the pillar and was already drowsy. He didn't listen to how many times she told him not to follow him when it was late at night and to go to bed early.

Putting a robe on him lightly, without disturbing the palace people, Mu Yi went out of the study by herself, and walked around to go back to the dormitory.

Following Lan Xiang to a palace, Mu Yi ran into Yang Chen coming out of the door. Only then did Mu Yi realize that she had walked to the Zijin Pavilion.

Yang Chen bowed to salute, Mu Yi raised her hand to hold his arm to block it, then quickly took her hand away, nodded, and walked away quickly.Yang Chen looked at his back, and once again confirmed in his heart that he really didn't remember himself...

Day by day, Mu Yi passed Zijin Pavilion more and more times, Yang Chen couldn't help but worry each time, does the emperor have to read so late every night?The body can't bear it if it goes on like this, but seeing Mu Yi passing by in a hurry, the words came to his lips and had to be swallowed.

I wondered in my heart if I would send someone to deliver some supper or something, and my identity was a bit embarrassing. Is it appropriate for you, a doctor Guanglu who buried his head in the pile of old papers to restore classics, to deliver supper to the imperial study in the middle of the night?

Yang Chen shook his head, it's not suitable, it's not suitable, it's absolutely not suitable...

Yang Chen didn't know if Mu Yi's body could handle it, but Yang Chen knew that he was about to lose it.

The master knows that he is talented and intelligent, and his mental strength is beyond the reach of others, but his physical foundation is too poor. He is worried that once he enters the court, he will work for the royal family all his life. protect.

But this kid didn't appreciate it, he did everything possible to go back to the palace, and managed to persuade people to enter the Zijin Pavilion, the most non-controversial place in the whole palace, where he was either studying history or scriptures all day long.

How can a person who is used to an active mind have any free time? Since he stayed in the Zijin Pavilion, he began to edit the series of classics and history, collecting ancient and modern information.

The master entered the palace once in a while, seeing Yang Chen's complexion getting worse, he forced him to go back to Mobei, but Yang Chen refused, staring blankly at the clumps of bluegrass in the yard, and turned to comfort the master: "You have to compile the book in your hand. It's over."

The book was not finished, and on an ordinary and ordinary late night as usual, Yang Chen vomited a mouthful of blood, fell on the spread manuscript, and never woke up again.

Master took Yang Chen's urn to bid farewell to Mu Yi. Mu Yi stared at him, watching him walk out step by step, and finally couldn't help but speak hoarsely: "Leave it to me, okay?"

The master chuckled: "My disciple, who has been raised so well, turned out to have his whole life attached to other people. As a master, it's not too much for me to keep his ashes, isn't it?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't look back and left.Mu Yi stood still without resting for several days and nights, her eyes were bloodshot, her fists were clenched tightly, her nails pierced her palms, and beads of blood slowly dripped down.

Xiao Kouzi stood by, anxious, but in the end he did nothing and called "Master" in a low voice.