[Red Chamber] Daiyu Reborn

It is not commensurate with the simple and solemn imperial palace. The imperial study where the prince reads is extremely elegant, with bright and clean windows and a faint fragrance of books. There are simple and elegant pictures of plum appreciation hanging on the wall. There are no more gold and silver ornaments around, only mahogany hooks A rather delicate peach blossom is placed on the small table in the corner, adding a touch of bright color to this elegant room.

There are only two female officials and two eunuchs serving in the house, all dressed in plain clothes with downcast eyebrows and eyes.Yun Ya put the book in his hand on the camphor wood bookshelf beside him, and motioned for the maid to serve tea to Daiyu.

"Thank you, my lord." Daiyu carefully sat on half of the stool, gently picked up the tea cup, and took a sip.Sincerely speaking, although she is grateful, Daiyu's deepest feeling for this indifferent little prince is that the height is too cold.

Yun Ya sat down in silence, and suddenly, a voice seemed to see a savior shouting from the inside of a screen: "Ah, there is another one, it's great, it's great!"

Suddenly, a bright red figure rushed in quickly, passed Daiyu and ran directly to Yunya, with a mournful face: "It's not good, it's not good, my father suddenly said that he wanted to check my homework—do you still remember me?" Where did the Analects I copied last time go?"

Before Yunya could reply, Yunnuo suddenly turned his head and saw Daiyu, and immediately jumped over again, and before Daiyu finished saluting him, he hurriedly said: "It just so happens that you are here, help me, I still have a few 120 Analects of Confucius, will be checked tomorrow, there is no end to copying!"

Daiyu couldn't help being stunned, now she doesn't need to help the princess cheat, but she wants to help the prince copy books?

Daiyu was worrying, when Yun Ya's cold voice suddenly sounded: "There are 130 five articles in total, all of which are under your desk."

"Really?" Yun Nuo's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he jumped to his desk three times, and sure enough, he pulled out a stack of neatly folded Analects. The handwriting was neat and the paper was clean. Gongfu copied it, "Hey, there are only 120 articles, why are you copying so many?"

Yun Ya paused for a moment before saying: "Last time you caught a carp and fell it into the pond in the Imperial Garden, the empress dowager punished you for copying fifteen more articles."

"Is there? I forgot..." Yun Nuo scratched his head, hurriedly put the pile of things into his arms, imitated the appearance of a hero in the rivers and lakes, cupped his fists at Yun Ya, and made a grimace, "Daddy Thank you without saying a word, see you in Jianghu——please be kind to me next time!"

After finishing speaking, there was another gust of wind and fire, and the bright red figure quickly disappeared into a waterfall of vines, reflecting the purple patch of wind and wind, as if it was about to burn.Looking at his back, Yun Ya couldn't help shaking his head, and let out a faint sigh that could be heard clearly by everyone in the room.

Daiyu thought it was funny at first, but after the room became quiet again, embarrassment swept over her heart again. Luckily, Yun Ya did not continue to remain silent, and suddenly asked: "The last time you wrote back, did you choose ice as the subject?"

Daiyu was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered that when Yunya sent a letter that day, he drew up a few poem titles for her to choose. At that time, her mind was in a muddle. "Tremblingly, as if facing an abyss, as if walking on thin ice" in "The Book of Songs Xiaoya Xiaomin", I circled it casually.

During the New Year's festival, there are so many trivial matters, their small poetry club can't find time to open a second question, Daiyu thought for a while, and then said: "It is already April, and it would be inappropriate to use 'ice' as the topic... ..."

"However, the topic has already been selected, so it's a pity to waste it like this." Yun Ya cut off the conversation, with a rare faint smile on his face, got up and spread out the three layers of smooth clean skin, raised his pen and folded his wrist Because he was writing with his left hand, Daiyu happened to be able to see what he wrote clearly: "Ice night, ice pine, ice jade toad, ice sandalwood, ice lattice, ice evening cold, ice inkstone, ice pool, ice magpie shadow, ice bone, ice soul, ice fragrance Won."

Daiyu looked at it without blinking, until Yun Ya looked back at her after writing, and suddenly felt a heat on his face, and bowed his head embarrassingly.

"What do you think?" Yun Ya asked suddenly.

Daiyu slowly chewed the chilling words between the lines in her heart, and considered her words: "It goes without saying that it is ingenious...but, in the quiet night, the world is vast, and from the outside to the heart, there is a word 'ice', which is too much. It's getting colder."

Yun Ya nodded, looked at his own work, and a trace of sadness that he could barely notice appeared in his eyes: "Indeed."

"Go back." Yun Ya reminded suddenly, "It's getting late, the princess is still waiting for you."

Daiyu was about to leave when Yun Ya suddenly added: "I heard that your cousin is receiving the envoys of Fusang Kingdom recently. If you are also interested, I have some books introducing Fusang Kingdom here."

"Thank you, my lord." Daiyu bowed lightly. Although she didn't understand what this cold county prince was thinking, Daiyu had to admit that during the time with Yun Ya, apart from being cautious and embarrassing, there would always be so many things. An indescribable sense of confidant and acquaintance, and a calm and breezy thank you.

What Yun Ya said is correct, Lin Jifeng is indeed preparing to welcome the envoys of the Fusang Kingdom with Honglu Siqing and others.Originally, Lin Jifeng was only a seventh-rank official, and he had just entered the court, so it was not his turn to worry about such important matters, as long as he followed the Shangguan step by step.However, Zhang Yuan, the current secretary of Honglu Temple, didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked Lin Jifeng alone with a smile on his face and asked, "This time, the Fusang Kingdom sent the general's own son to study, and the military and political power of the Fusang Kingdom is now in control." In the hands of General Tokugawa, his son is equivalent to the actual prince, tell me, how should we receive him?"

Lin Jifeng was indeed taken aback for a moment when he was called, but in the next second he understood why the Shangguan was so eager to find fault with him—it wasn’t that Zhang Yuan was the emperor’s party, but that the relationship between the court and foreign countries was inherently related to the military. They are inextricably linked. Over the past few years, my uncle and King Su have had many conflicts over military power. The emperor and the Supreme Emperor have also frequently attacked foreign affairs. A lot of splint gas.

In other words, he is now taking the opportunity to deliberately retaliate!

Seeing the narrow fox eyes of the nearly fifty-year-old official in front of him, Lin Jifeng sighed in his heart, and bowed his hands respectfully under the gaze of his unrecognized colleagues: "Your official thinks that although we can't Take out the formation to receive the prince, but there can be no mistakes in terms of rules and scale."

Zhang Yuan was a little fat, his fox eyes were almost blinded, and he was not polite at all when he asked, "During the palace exam, did you write your essay like this?"

"Your Excellency's article is really shameful, so you don't need to praise it. Your Excellency asked me, and I was really flattered..." After satisfying the appetite of the people present, he said leisurely, "...Fusang established the country with Buddhism and Taoism, Therefore, the lower officials suggested that eminent monks from all over the world should be invited to give lectures in Beijing during most of the water and land conferences in the capital..."

"Stop, stop, high monks from all over the world have nothing to do with Fusang!" Zhang Yuan interrupted unceremoniously, touched his fat chin with his thick fleshy hands, took a closer look at Lin Jifeng, and said, "However, it is said that Well, there are indeed a few eminent monks from Fusang who followed the son of the general, and letting them go to the major monasteries in the capital to give lectures can show the majesty and all-inclusiveness of our court."

"Your Excellency is still thoughtful, and I am ashamed of you as an official." Lin Jifeng held his hand helplessly. He came up with a good idea, but came up with a bad idea. It was nothing more than to leave the last golden idea to himself, the superior. Now, should I send it to others? I have to get it Tail clamped.

It is indeed a good idea to set up a large-scale water and land dojo and invite eminent monks from Fusang to give lectures. It not only shows that the imperial court attaches great importance to this mission, but also uses religion to cover up politics. In short, for Fusang, it has given them enough face , but did not give much lizi.

Zhang Yuan is not a stupid person, from a humble family background, he was able to sit on the third rank of Honglu Temple Minister, which shows that he is very skillful.Lin Jifeng is Lin Rui's nephew, he is dissatisfied with this background in every way, but Lin Jifeng himself is very sensible... Zhang Yuan continued to pull the flesh on his chin, and showed Lin Jifeng a half-smile smile, "Encourage " Said: "Although it is absurd, but you have a good look. You are worthy of being a second-class Jinshi and Lin Houye's nephew. Study hard. I look forward to your performance in the future."

Come on, it's better not to praise than to praise!This time, three people entered Honglu Temple, all of them were second-class, and one was eleventh in the second-class. With Zhang Yuan's words, the eyes of those two colleagues looking at Lin Jifeng were moved again.

Lin Jifeng sighed, and entered this Qingshui yamen with his uncle's "famous name" on his back. From now on, it will be difficult to be quiet.

After coming up with ideas and selling favors, Lin Jifeng was planning to think about how to gain a firm foothold in Honglu Temple.Unexpectedly, in the Golden Luan Hall, after Yun Shuo praised Zhang Yuan for his good idea of ​​"Water and Land Dojo", he lightly added: "I heard from Marquis Dingyuan that Fusang bought a lot of warships a while ago."

Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth and received the decree to thank him. After returning to Honglu Temple, he ticked Lin Jifeng's name in the list of participating in the water and land dojo. The courtyard is not good, but what's wrong with the Pingzhang Pavilion of Dali Temple in Zhan Shifu?Why did this brat insist on coming to Honglu Temple!

As we all know, the most important thing in worshiping the Buddha is sincerity. Day and night, tireless, vegetarian asceticism is the only way that mortals with naked eyes and mortals can think of to show their loyalty to the gods and Buddhas in self-deception.Therefore, Lin Jifeng had no choice but to yawn, rub his sleepy eyes, put on his official uniform at dawn, and follow the team to prepare for the dojo.

With a pair of panda eyes and busy work, Lin Jifeng's only consolation at this time is that the youngest son of Fusang Kingdom Shinnobu Tokugawa will follow them for a while. As the most valuable member of the mission, he must witness this incident with his own eyes. The "Xuanzhen Dojo under the Son of Heaven's Virtue".

Under Zhang Yuan's deliberate arrangement, Lin Jifeng stood next to the little prince, and had the opportunity to take a good look at this Tokugawa Shinshin. Looking at his slightly thin figure and pale skin, he occasionally concealed his eyes. The unstoppable resentment and the secret anxiety all come back to his eyes, and finally he comes to the conclusion that this is just a 12-year-old child.

Lin Rui had given Lin Jifeng more detailed information before: Tokugawa Shinshin was the No. 12 son of General Tokugawa, born of an unfavored geisha, and was ostracized by his brothers in Fusang.No, this time, he was expelled from the country. It is said that he still has to go to the Imperial College to study, and it will take at least half a year before he can go back.

When a person walks in this world of soft dust, whether he is unrestrained or unrestrained, whether he is deceiving himself and others, or cocooning himself, in the final analysis, I can sum up the most vulgar sentence: There is no free lunch in the world. It's a mess.

How Lin Jifeng is doing, he himself does not dare to speak nonsense; but judging from the current situation, the little prince is obviously not doing well-if it is really important, how could he send it here?I'm afraid that once he left, his brothers would still be celebrating with each other, and there would be one less obtrusive competitor.Thinking of this, Lin Jifeng couldn't help being more lazy, approaching a long pillar behind him without a trace, narrowing his eyes slightly.At this moment, the rising sun was just right, and it was so warm that Lin Jifeng wanted to yawn, stretch, or simply go back to catch up on sleep.

After sitting for more than half an hour, Tokugawa Shinnobu, who had always been like a puppet, suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Lin Jifeng: "Buddhism and Taoism were introduced to the East from the Western Regions. Just now, I obtained the scriptures and brought them back to Dongtu. Later, Master Jianzhen traveled eastward six times and brought Buddhism and Taoism into Fusang. Today, Fusang is established with Buddhism, and the whole country is true. However, Dongtu, praised by Master Jianzhen , but still confines the vast Buddhist principles to a small temple. The Buddhist language and Taoism enter the world to save people, and only purify the heart in the temple, which is nothing but self-deception."

Lin Jifeng opened his mouth just as he was about to yawn, and maintained the same posture. After he finished speaking, he blinked his eyes: Is the little prince indirectly expressing his dissatisfaction?What about Xuanzang traveling west and Jianzhen traveling east, are they satirizing the "Dongtu" who only know preaching but not preaching, or are they implicitly implying that the court did not pay enough attention to him?

He would catch himself so sharply, probably because he knew his identity.In this case, Lin Jifeng simply maintained the posture half leaning on the pillar, lazily, and said to the little prince with a smile: "Don't say 'the wind is different in ten miles, the customs are different in a hundred miles', you must have heard the old saying 'jusheng In Huainan, it is a orange, and in Huaibei, it is a trifoliate. "Dongtu" is different from Fusang. It is obvious that the cherry blossom saplings sent by Fusang cannot be raised by the palace staff of the planting department; while the Longjing tea in our south , when we arrived in Fusang, didn’t we also feel unaccustomed to the environment?”

"The so-called 'do as the Romans do in the country', please forgive me." After finishing speaking, Lin Jifeng broke into a very beautiful smile, and bowed his hands respectfully to Tokugawa Shinnobu.

Tokugawa Shinshin's face was a bit ugly: Longjing cannot be fed in Fusang—an eminent monk once said: "Where there is no virtue, this kind of plant cannot grow."Moreover, the land of Fusang is small, except for Longjing, it is not suitable for many grains to grow...

Looking at the blue and white face of the little boy in front of him, Lin Jifeng sighed in his heart, folded his hands and continued to lean on the pillar, watching the verbal battle on the dojo covered by the curling smoke, and suddenly wanted to yawn again--such a day, really boring……

Lin Jifeng underestimated the young Tokugawa Shinnobu, but he did not expect that one of the envoys in the Fusang Mission claimed to be sick and did not participate in the water and land dojo, but he did not recuperate in the post house, but instead found Su Wang's mansion secretly.

——It is the residence of Prince Su, the fourth prince Yunzheng.

In the small living room of King Su's mansion, King Su sat on the main seat, looking coldly at the letter in his hand.The envoy of Fusang sat on his lower hand, his smile on the surface remained unchanged, but the cold sweat on his back had already soaked three layers of clothes.

Su Wang Yunzheng is 30 years old this year. He is a prince who has fought hard in the battlefield. Even if he sits there quietly, his aura of calmness and majesty is breathtaking. Coupled with his natural heroic appearance and cold temperament, even the most The close staff did not dare to make trouble in front of Yun Zheng.

Half an hour had passed, but Yun Zheng didn't even reward Fusang envoy with a cup of cold tea, and let him move his buttocks tremblingly, and after a long time, he raised his head and said: "According to the letter, as long as you Together with you, the king can suppress Dingyuanhou's navy?"

"This is...naturally..." Seeing Yun Zheng finally spoke, the envoy was overjoyed, but faced with his ice-like stinging attitude, he broke out in cold sweat again, "Yes..."

Yun Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly——with a "bang", a jade-white teacup shattered into jade-white lotus flowers at Yun Zheng's feet, and the chill in Yun Zheng's words was almost piercing: "Come here, take this People cut off their tongues, broke their bones, and sent them back to the Fusang post house!"

"My lord..." The envoy panicked, he was ready to be shut down, even to die, but why would King Su...

Looking at the envoy who was tied up by the guards in an instant, Yun Zheng sneered: "Remember to keep your breath, this king has no time to help General Fusang clean up the house!"

As soon as "clearing the door" came out, the Fusang envoy's face turned pale, and Yun Zheng walked away: "Whether you represent the emperor or those who are not satisfied with the shogunate, this king has only one sentence-even if this king dies poor in this life, he will not die." As for betraying the country and seeking glory!"

This inexplicable letter can never be the intention of the Tokugawa shogunate. If the internal worries are still unresolved, and foreign troubles are caused, there is absolutely no other possibility except to be swallowed up.In the struggle between countries, when you need face, you insist on saving face; but once you touch the bottom line, you will not stop dying, leaving no future troubles.

The envoy of Fusang screamed and was dragged down. Yun Zheng returned to the study, looked at the geographical map on the wall, and frowned his handsome brows: "This time Fusang Kingdom's coming to court will never be that simple... But, This king is indeed an opportunity."