The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

On February [-]th, Xu Shixiao entered the city with his guards in the dark.

According to the normal schedule, we should have arrived in the afternoon.There was a light rain in the south of the suburbs of Beijing, so the speed was slowed down for an excuse, and it was dragged until dark.In this way, entering the palace to face the saint can only wait until tomorrow.

The car drove back to the mansion first, and Xu Shixiao led two entourages alone, dressed in simple clothes, concealed his whereabouts, and visited his in-laws' mansion overnight to chat.

Ouyang Minzhong lit a clay stove in the small flower hall and cooked wine for hospitality.

Xu Shixiao couldn't stay for long, and had to go home quickly, so the two of them made a long story short.You may wish to talk about the daily life later, and let the most important things be clear first.They have known each other for many years, from acquaintances of ordinary people to in-laws of sons and daughters, and they know each other very well, which can be called irreversible.Otherwise, how could it be possible for Yinghou to express his position at a critical moment and support the old emperor based on a letter from the Ministry of Industry and Commerce?

After all, there were a lot of ambiguities in the letter, so Xu Shixiao came to make a fool of Ouyang Minzhong before meeting the new emperor.

While pouring wine, Ouyang Minzhong talked about his past with the sixth prince.The story is already full of ups and downs, wonderful and interesting, but with good wine and wine, it will add another three points of aftertaste.

Xu Shixiao smiled and said: "Listen to what you said, the sixth prince who came from behind is indeed much better than the former prince."

Ouyang Minzhong also smiled: "At the beginning, I thought that this son is kind and kind, with deep blessings, fearless in times of trouble, perseverance and determination. It's a pity to be in the world. It's a pity to meet again in the court later. How many princes and princes will come to him with such unsurpassed skills. The appearance may not be comparable. I am not afraid of your jokes. I recognized him at the knighting ceremony of King Xiu. This jump scared me, and that kid even had the leisure to make faces at me, haha..."

After hearing this, Xu Shixiao asked, "In your opinion, what are the shortcomings?"

Ouyang Minzhong pondered: "If you talk about deficiencies, there are certainly all of them. But they are not serious problems. People around you can advise and teach them in time. As you grow older, you can probably correct them. You will come back to Beijing for a long stay, just take it easy Only one thing," Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry sighed, "Your Majesty has an unrestrained temper, a romantic nature, a good Longyang, and a too gorgeous complexion. You have been ambiguous with Xianhou before. You have to know it in your heart. I think that when the first emperor and Xianhou were around, they could barely restrain him. Now that these two are gone, there are several princes in the capital, and I am afraid that none of them can really control him. It would be better... ...you came to be the villain."

Xu Shixiao stood up with a long smile: "I can't blame that kid from the Dugu family. Before I came back, he hesitated and said some inexplicable things. That's how it is. Lord Ouyang, you have sold enough in front of the new emperor, so you must persuade me to be a villain—" Using Ouyang Minzhong's name, "Brother Hopu, you're getting worse and worse."

Ouyang Minzhong poured him the last glass of wine: "It's nothing more than a chance. The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and the nest is full of eggs. You and I should work together to assist the new king."

Xu Shixiao picked up the wine glass and drank it down: "Brother Hopu is right, let's say goodbye for now, and see you tomorrow morning."

After the morning court the next day, Song Wei received the Marquis Ying at the West Palace where the late emperor died.

The meeting with important ministers alone should have been in Hanyuan Hall.The normal procedure is that Xu Shixiao first went to the West Palace to worship the late emperor's coffin, and then went to the Hanyuan Hall to kowtow to the new emperor.Yao Zigong gave Song Wei an idea, asking him to accompany the two Marquis Wu who came back late to pay homage to the late emperor, and let the princes kowtow to the new emperor in front of the late emperor's spirit.

Weihou came back two days earlier than Yinghou, Song Wei tried it on Du Man, and the effect was excellent.The two monarchs and ministers recalled the late emperor together, and talked to each other, and the distance quickly narrowed.Song Wei felt from the bottom of her heart that with her father present, even if it was just a coffin, she would be courageous and confident.

It was Yinghou's turn, and the live effect was equally good.Even though it was the first time they met, even a loyal minister and filial son couldn't help but reveal his true feelings.Song Wei praised secretly in her heart, the people under her father really have nothing to say.This general Xu, with the temperament of a Confucian general, is another existence that cannot be ignored compared to Dugu's fierce and powerful aura.What's more, this person has a handsome appearance, and he really deserves the word "English" in the title.If he was younger than ten years old, he would probably have to compare with the unparalleled Xianhou.

Song Wei intuitively felt that this person was much more difficult to deal with than Weihou.He is best at dealing with young and old, women, and buddies.In Xu Shixiao's body, there was a taste of a teacher that the ignorant Song Xiaoyin feared the most.Facing such powerful characters in Wentao and Wulu, even if the old father's coffin is guarding him, he still has a guilty conscience like meeting a natural enemy, and dare not act recklessly.

He said what he needed to say in a polite manner, and Yinghou also responded in a polite manner, without any negligence.

Song Wei scratched her head and wanted to ask more about Dugu's personal information, but she didn't know how to ask.

But Xu Shixiao took out a roll of silk from his bosom, presented it slowly and said: "This is my minister's summary statement on the defense of the southeast coast. As for the handover, there will be a memorial to be presented by the Marquis Xian later."

Song Wei took it with her own hands: "Your Majesty Ying has worked hard."

Just listen to Xu Shixiao and said again: "The minister was transferred from the southeast to the capital by the last emperor's will. He took over the defense of the capital and commanded the two armies of the Suwei and Fuwei. It is the responsibility of the minister to ensure the peace inside and outside the capital. Dare to slack off and strictly abide by the laws and regulations of the country to keep His Majesty safe and sound."

Song Wei felt a little awkward hearing this, but couldn't tell what was wrong.Looking at him, I suddenly understood.What Yinghou meant was that in the future the capital land would be under his control, and no one would be allowed to mess around.Even if it was the emperor who came here, he would still use the laws and regulations of the country to teach him a lesson.

As soon as the other party came up, he carried out the last emperor's will, which was more powerful than himself.

Song Wei was a little sluggish, and said dryly: "It's so... hard work for the Lord Ying."

Just as he was about to send him away, Xu Shixiao took out a silk bag from his sleeve: "Marquis Xian entrusted me to deliver something to His Majesty in private."

Song Wei's spirit lifted.Seeing Xu Shixiao's expression, he felt that the other party deliberately delayed it until the end.Squeezing through the bag, I couldn't hold back, and took out the contents.It is a palm-sized conch, golden red all over, overflowing with rays of light, extremely beautiful, although I have seen similar species before, but I have never seen such a flawless one.

Song Wei touched the smooth and round snail lips, and asked: "This one, does it have a name?"

Xu Shixiao said: "This snail is called Wanbao snail, and it is quite rare. It is widely welcomed by people in the southeast because of its meaning of attracting wealth and treasure. It was the first time that Marquis Xian was cruising with me near the sea, and happened to buy it from a fisherman."

Song Wei was very happy: "Fortune and treasure? Well, good!"

Xu Shixiao saw the young emperor grinning, tilting his head and putting the conch close to his ear, listening to the sound of the wind blowing and the tide coming from inside, thinking to himself, his complexion is too beautiful, indeed.

On February [-]th, the late emperor's coffin was buried in the imperial mausoleum in the northern suburbs.Because the decree had already been delivered to the four directions in advance, there was no need to send envoys to the mountain to offer sacrifices, so the scene was not very grand, but it still complied with the etiquette.

In the past three months, Song Wei has developed the habit of going to the Xigong Lingqian to offer incense in the morning and evening, and chatting about matters big and small by the way.Now that the father's coffin has entered the mausoleum, and the tablet has also entered the ancestral temple, there is no need to make up his mind in the morning and evening, and suddenly he is a little bit down.

The next day, he canceled his afternoon work and rode out of the palace, subconsciously wanting to go to Chongming Mountain.As soon as he ran out of the entrance of Yujie Street, he was stopped by a row of guard soldiers.

Xu Shixiao knelt down on one knee: "Dare to ask your Majesty where you want to go?"

Seeing him, Song Wei felt for no reason that she might not be able to go today, and said flatly, "I plan to climb the mountain to relax."

"If it wasn't urgent, His Majesty's three or five personal guards would go out of the palace in disguise."

Song Wei nodded: "What Yinghou said is true. I'm used to being reckless, even if I can't be cautious, there's nothing I can do."

Xu Shixiao was startled, thought for a while, and said: "Your Majesty, wait a moment, Rong Chen will send more soldiers to clear the way for Your Majesty."

Song Wei held the rein for a while, then turned around: "Forget it, I don't have to go."

Xu Shixiao looked at his back, and suddenly said: "The towers in the palace can be climbed up and overlooked, but it's not impossible to let go."

Song Wei didn't look back: "Thank you, Marquis Ying, for your suggestion, I'll give it a try."

Wei Guan and Qin Xian followed beside him.It would be nice if these two could catch up to him, let alone stop him.Qin Xian followed Dugu to travel north and south, although he was a cautious person, he was used to taking risks, and he didn't think it was particularly inappropriate for the emperor to bring only a few people out of the palace.As for Wei Guan, Song Wei couldn't resist when he was the sixth prince, but now that he is the emperor, he can't resist even more.At this time, seeing Song Wei deflated, on the one hand, he was secretly ashamed because of being humiliated by the Marquis Ying;

Two days later, it coincided with the ten-day holiday, Song Wei got up early, took advantage of people's unpreparedness, drove out of the palace, and ran madly.The officers and soldiers of the Tingwei Army followed closely behind, and when the guards on duty in the city reacted, His Majesty the Emperor had already gone far away.

Song Wei got up early and got up early on weekdays, and insisted on not having any nighttime entertainment for several months. Invisibly, she became a healthy and good baby who goes to bed early and gets up early.After rushing to the top of Chongming Mountain in one breath, the sun just showed its head.

When Xu Shixiao rushed to the scene, what he saw was the back of His Majesty the Emperor bathed in the rising sun.

Young, tall and straight, handsome, full of vigor, proudly independent, ascending to the top but small in the world, both brilliant and lonely.

When he entered the court as an adult, the late emperor had already reached middle age, and it was the time when his wisdom was like the sea and his majesty was at its peak.The life span of the former Yinghou is not long, and the young Xu Shixiao has received many teachings from the late emperor, so he has a bit of admiration for him.Looking up at the new emperor's back at this moment, he suddenly realized that the young man standing on the top of the mountain was about the same age as Yinghou back then.And myself, just at the age of the former emperor.He immediately understood the last emperor's last order more deeply, why Xianhou asked himself to be stationed in the southeast, and exchanged himself back to the capital.

Swallowing what he wanted to say, he looked around, the court guards were separated by three or five zhang, forming a circle to protect the emperor.With a wave of his hand, the guards who followed him also dispersed to ensure that only his own people stood within the effective range of the bow and arrow.

The sun had risen completely, Song Wei raised his hand without looking back.A court guard officer stepped forward holding a bow and arrow, and put his hands up.Song Wei took it, bent his bow and set an arrow, aiming at the tallest tree in front of him.

Only then did Xu Shixiao realize that there were more than a dozen pigeons scattered and tied to the treetops.The pigeons tried their best to flap their wings, but they couldn't break free because of the rope.Can't help frowning.Shooting pigeons is nothing more than a trivial matter, but it is very wrong for Xiaozhong to kill animals for no reason.He was about to speak out to dissuade him, but he heard a "swish", an arrow flew out, and a rope snapped.The freed pigeon soared high, hovering in the air with a dangling thread from its foot.

After a while, more than a dozen pigeons gathered together and flew towards the imperial city.

As if it wasn't enough, the remaining arrow branches in the quiver were neatly nailed into a row by Song Wei on the tree trunk.No matter the pigeons in the sky or the arrow feathers on the trees, they all shine with a different kind of luster under the sun.

Xu Shixiao was shocked in his heart, he didn't know that the young emperor still had such a hand.

Song Wei stretched out his hand, Xue Xuan quickly took the longbow with both hands, flattered him a lot, and flattered him a lot.His flattery was 100% from the heart, pure and natural without pretense, Song Weizhen took it as funny, listened calmly, and replied with a few words with a smile.

Xu Shixiao saw that the court guard officer had an ambiguous expression of obsequious flattery, and took a closer look. Although his appearance was not comparable to that of His Majesty the Emperor himself, he was still very outstanding.

I think of Ouyang Minzhong's comment: Temperament is unrestrained and indulgent, sexually coquettish, good Longyang, as expected.

Sighing lightly, he stepped forward to salute: "See Your Majesty."

Song Wei put her hands behind her back and turned to face him: "Your Majesty is free of courtesy. I just want to relax. I won't disturb the people early in the morning, and you don't need to worry about it. As for clearing the way and clearing the field, there is no need." Get on the horse, wait He replied, raised his eyebrows, and said, "With the guard of the Marquis Ying inside and outside the capital, I am very safe."

Xu Shixiao's remaining words were all blocked in his throat.Wei Guan followed Song Wei closely, passed by Yinghou, and greeted him with hands, feeling very happy.Before dawn, the emperor tossed out sweaty resentment, like dewdrops on the leaves, which were dried by the sun in a blink of an eye.

Xu Shixiao watched Song Wei go down the mountain, and when his back disappeared, he smiled unconsciously.Turning his head to lieutenant general Su Fang, he said: "Your Majesty fell in love with Chongming Mountain, and the number of posts and posts along the way has doubled."

It is said that it is a ten-day holiday, but Song Wei can't take it, there are many books to read.But get up early to let off steam, feel better, and be more efficient.

For general routine memorials, let the secretary read them, write the emperor's opinion on his behalf, read them personally, stamp them, and send them back to the relevant departments.However, the unconventional special papers of the Three Dukes and Five Marquises, such as the resignation summary about the southeast coast defense that Yinghou gave him this time, cannot be so sloppy.After reading it carefully, he asked the three Dukes to circulate it around. After discussing and deliberating, Song Wei wrote the reply himself.

Before Xu Shixiao was stationed in the southeast, the Xianxi Dynasty had no serious coastal defense at all.After Xu Shixiao took office, he established a systematic coastal defense line.Since land military forces are far stronger than pirates and water bandits, almost no one dares to go ashore to do evil.The profits of fishing boats are too small, and pirates are usually too lazy to rob them, and usually only rob ocean-going merchant ships on the water.Therefore, Marquis Ying has been stationed in the southeast for many years and has secured the coastline, and the court has no objections.After Dugu took over the southeast military affairs, not long after he took office, he put forward different ideas, thinking that the prospect of coastal defense lies in building warships and ships, opening up and protecting sea trade routes.

Xu Shixiao's memorial is mainly a summary of his departure, a brief mention of Xianhou's new ideas, and a prudent expression of his concerns.In fact, Dugu's thoughts are also the thoughts in his heart.It's just that as you grow older, you become more cautious.Since the youngest of the five princes, Xianhou, is determined to forge ahead, as his predecessor, he might as well be conservative.

Building warships or something, in the final analysis, the risk is unpredictable and the cost is huge.Compared with the pros and cons, for the court at this stage, it really seems like a chicken rib.

Song Wei was very excited after reading Xu Shixiao's memorial.It wasn't the first time he was an emperor, but it was the first time he had the opportunity to participate in such prosperous propositions as opening up sea routes, and he finally felt a little bit of a golden finger.What?You ask him how the battleship is built?This kind of difficult problem, of course, should be left to professionals.

He knew why Dugu Mian had this proposal.Xianhou once sent troops to Jiaozhi, and he also visited the largest seaport at the southern tip of the mainland. He even knew that at least half of the economic source of Jiaozhi country came from sea trade routes.The understanding of the ocean is far deeper than that of ordinary generals.

Song Wei thought: The risk is unpredictable, and the cost is huge—isn’t it just money?Grandpa is rich.

I think so, and based on the feedback from the princes, I took a pen and wrote the reply seriously.Dugu's memorial hasn't arrived yet, so there's no need to rush to say a lot.

Within a few days, Marquis Ying's special report on the defense of Gyeonggi arrived again.Looking at the memorials folded into a thick stack, Song Wei felt dizzy.

Lan Di just read two lines, and suddenly stopped.

With half a piece of marzipan in his mouth, Song Wei asked, "What's the matter?" He thought, could there be some characters that Manager Lan doesn't understand?This Yinghou is also very knowledgeable.

The expression on Lan Di's face was very strange: "The Marquis Ying has added annotations here...Your Majesty, do you want to read it?"

"Why don't you read it?"

Blue Indigo read on from the beginning.Xu Shixiao actually marked the pronunciation of the uncommon words in the notes, and explained the somewhat difficult vocabulary and allusions.In the end, two inconspicuous other characters and several inappropriate language mistakes in the emperor's reply to the Shangfeng Memorial were pointed out and corrected one by one.

Song Wei's face was red and hot, almost like a piece of raw meat skewered on the grill.

The author has something to say: Note:

Marzipan is the so-called cut cake today.