Stirring up with the old enemy

In the winter of the tenth year of Yong'an, the old plum tree in Fulong Temple bloomed, and the shadows of its branches were swaying and fragrant.

Chen Jingming gathered up his only cotton robe, knelt by the window and melted the snowy water from the branches with a wooden spoon, made tea and waited for the return of Ji Yang, who braved the wind and snow to go to the back mountain cliff to burn the rebirth spell.

The days are calm and disturbing.

The winter wind seeps through the gaps in the windows, and the long hooks click.

After half a stick of incense, Ji Yang entered the room wrapped in a cold air, took off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat and hung it in the corner, seeing him, he was startled. "Aren't you going to study today?"

"I've finished reading." Chen Jingming bowed slightly, and said quietly: "Mage is working hard outside, let's have a cup of tea!"

Ji Yang raised his eyebrows unconsciously, and looked at him with a half-smile. "Why, the matter that lingers in Mr. Han's mind has not yet been resolved?"

After the farewell in Chang'an Xishi that day, Chen Jingming was really uneasy. He specially entrusted Mr. Li from the Western Suburb Barracks who asked him to paint, and asked Mr. Li to help secretly pass the song and deliver the letter to Pinglehou's mansion.Chen Jingming's words were tactful, and he said that if it was convenient for Ping Lehou, he would personally come to the door to plead guilty.

Master Li's full name is Li Conggui, and it is said that he has always been friends with that Lord Pingle, Hao Chun.When Chen Jingming handed in the painting, he asked for it by the way. At that time, Mr. Li took a look at him, laughed, and then he agreed.

Later, there was no more text.

The nobleman often forgets things.Master Li is like this, and the Ping Lehou who said he wants to treat him to eat stewed beef is probably the same.

"There's nothing to decide," Chen Jingming lowered his eyelids, his voice cold. "After all, Lord Pingle has already led the army out."

On the day Hao Chun left, Chen Jingming had a blank painting scroll rolled up in his hand, and saw Hao Chun being the first to be surrounded by everyone.The road along Chang'an Zhuque Avenue was crowded with people, and of course they couldn't ask or say anything across the vast crowd.

Chen Jingming couldn't tell what he wanted to ask.

You won't be able to stop that proud young master in the street, hey, you still owe me a portion of stewed beef!

"Amitabha! It's not a good thing to be aggressive today." Ji Yang clasped his palms together and recited a Buddhist mantra, then went to the window and sat down cross-legged.

Chen Jingming thought of Hao Chun, whom he saw across the crowd in the downtown area of ​​Chang'an. The young Hou Ye was wearing a black fur coat and riding a green horse, holding a red tasseled gun in his hand.With a slight movement in my heart, I blurted out for no reason. "not necessarily!"

He lived in Fulong Temple for two years and respectfully respected Ji Yang, who was once the noble son of Chang'an.It was the first time to refute Ji Yang so clearly.

Ji Yang was slightly taken aback, raised her eyelids and looked at him carefully, with a smile on her lips. "Oh? It seems that you are very confident in sending troops to the Western Regions this time?"

In the downtown area, Hao Chun led a mighty army to leave Chang'an, hunting in black fur coats, the sun hit Hao Chun's youthful face under the silver eagle helmet, his features were so handsome that they captivated people's hearts.

On that day, the autumn day was windy and mighty, and the bright red tassel on the top of Hao Chun's head was particularly vividly illuminated.

Swinging, swinging, swinging into Chen Jingming's eyes.

Chen Jingming raised his hand to gather the cotton robe again, lowered his eyes, scooped the tea soup lightly with his right hand, watching the green leaves boil in the soup water.Fog rose and filled his vision.After three breaths, he changed the subject softly. "The mage has been hiding from the world for a long time. Now that the new emperor has been in power for nearly ten years, the amnesty order has been issued long ago. Has the mage considered re-entering the court?"

He didn't answer a word of the question Ji Yang threw.

Ji Yang's eyes fell on the tea soup, and after a while, he suddenly looked away and smiled faintly. "I have long been useless in this life, but you, you can give it a try next year!"

"It's a common practice for the sons of aristocratic families to enter the house. Students can't get a letter of recommendation from a noble person. I'm afraid it's..." Chen Jingming laughed and shook his head.

"Don't panic, at the end of next year at the latest, the imperial court will formally issue an order to open the department and select poor students."

What Ji Yang said was too sure, Chen Jingming raised his head suddenly, his eyes were like lightning.

Ji Yang met Chen Jingming's bright young eyes without evasiveness. For a moment, he remembered many years ago... In that year, in the 23rd year of Qianyuan, he, Cheng Huaijing and other young scholars participated in the Spring Festival time scene.

That year, he was 17 years old, and the Eighth Prince Qin Lang was the same age as him.Cheng Huaijing, who was only fifteen years old, won the head of Enke in that match, and has since become an indispensable dignitary in the court.Li Xianchen, the No. 2 headdresser from Longxi, entered Honglu Temple.

Only he still stayed beside Qin Lang and became Qin Lang's subordinate official.

The scholars who became officials in that year later became their masters and fought in a chess game.The princes of the Qin family compete in the world, and they are the closest advisers to those princes.

Oh, he was also the lover of the Eighth Prince Qin Lang's pillow.

Ji Yang lowered his eyes and laughed at himself.Even though Qin Lang has been dead for so many years, he still often dreams of Qin Lang.The so-called four elements are all empty, but the most severe joke left by the Buddha.

"...Mage?"

Ji Yang came back to his senses, and smiled into Chen Jingming's dark pupils. "The current emperor is determined to take the Western Regions, but the court has no generals. At the end of the Qianyuan period, the princes competed for the throne, and Kowloon seized the heir. Many good generals and advisors were killed and injured. The new emperor has been on the throne for ten years, and he still cannot reproduce the grand occasion. So this is a journey of selecting scholars from a poor family. , is imperative.”

Chen Jingming put down the spoon, looked at him fixedly and asked, "Master so sure?"

"Yeah." Ji Yang knelt and sat up slowly, wearing a gray-white monk's robe, with youthful glory still on her smooth skin.He turned his body slightly, looked back at Chen Jingming and smiled. "Maybe I don't know the present, but... I know the Cheng Da Sikong who is beside me today."

Chen Jingming looked up at him.

But Ji Yang crossed the sky in the autumn of the tenth year of Yong'an, and saw the autumn of the 23rd year of Qianyuan again.With young faces, they were full of vigor when they bowed and cupped their hands. They drank wine by the Weishui River, and once climbed high together and sang.

Most of those people have become ghosts now.

"Cheng Da Sikong is a man," Ji Yang smiled slowly, his voice was as soft as dust floating under the beam. "He has always vowed not to give up until he achieves his goal. Good generals are needed in the Western Regions. After the abolition of the vassal system in various places, the localities also need good officials. Therefore, he will definitely insist on spreading the word and selecting talents from poor families."

Chen Jingming leaned forward, and asked back with some doubts: "Students think that Master Cheng doesn't like Sikong Cheng?"

"Of course it's not happy!"

Ji Yang thought of Qin Lang, the eighth prince who was cut to pieces by Emperor Yong'an Qin Su with Fang Tian's painted halberd, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and hated him.In addition, he also hated Cheng Huaijing who was beside Qin Su for many years.

Maybe it was because the winter snow in Yong'an was too cold for ten years, and the morning bells and evening drums in the Buddhist temple could not penetrate this floating city. Cheng Da Sikong. But for the country, he is the humerus of the country, and the poor monk... admire him."

Chen Jingming was silent.

After the death of Emperor Lu, the heroine Empress Min came to power, and the nine sons of Emperor Lu seized the throne in the East Palace. Qin Su, the eldest brother of Emperor Lu and the only son of Emperor Guang, also raised troops in the south of the Yangtze River.A total of ten royal sons of the Qin family competed at Tongguan in the Qinling Mountains, and Qin Su won in the end.

For Ji Yang, the king's affairs are too complicated and confusing.There are many sons in the Qin family's royal family, and the one he chooses is the least hopeful.

"It is said that there are 36 countries in the Western Regions, but in fact there are far more than that." Chen Jingming changed the topic again, followed the notes on Ying Tian's map, carefully clarified the context in his memory, and listened to Ji Yang separately.

"To the west of the Xiongnu, to the south of Wusun, there are mountains in the north and south, and a river in the center... The east side is connected to Yangguan and Yumen, and the west side is limited to Congling. According to the map of Emperor Guangdi Yinchun, this place The boundary is the Western Regions. The Gaochang State is prosperous, and there are Qiuci, Yanqi, Ruoqiang, Loulan, Jingjue, Qiemo, Xiaowan, Ronglu, Mi, Qule, Pishan, Xiye, Puli, and Yinai. , Shache, Shule, Weitou, Wensu, Yuli, Gumo, Beilu, Wutanzi, Beilu Houguo, Shanhuan, Pulei, Puleihouguo, Xiqimi, Jieguo, Huhu, Shanguo, Cheshi Qian State, Che Shi Hou State, Che Shi Weidu State, Che Shi Houcheng State and other countries, in addition to Wusun, Dawan, Anxi, Da Yuezhi, Kangju, Haohan, Kanju Ti, Wuyishanli and more than a dozen countries in the Western Regions."

"From the east of Congling Mountain to the west of Liusha is the land where the Da Yuezhi is dominant. It is said that the Da Yuezhi Kingdom is located in the area of ​​Nami River and Gui River. It crosses Congling Mountain and passes through the Western Regions. The trade is very prosperous. The leader of the Da Yuezhi Kingdom I have always been in touch with the emperor of my dynasty, and when the current sage seized the throne, he also received his great help."

"After leaving the Yumen Pass, the first place the army arrived at was the Pulei Sea. The Pulei waters are vast and stretching for more than [-] miles..."

Chen Jingming put down the teacup, eloquently.These materials are all obtained by him after searching through the books in the temple, and after repeated corrections by himself, there must be no mistakes. ——If there is a mistake, it is because no one has gone to the Western Regions to inspect the maps in more than [-] years since the reign of Emperor Guangdi, so I must sigh.

Ji Yang slowly blew away the tea noodles, listening to the young man's eloquence in his ears, at first he didn't care, but then his heart was shocked.From the age of 17 to the present, every year he gritted his teeth and hated the current Emperor Yong'an, as well as Cheng Huaijing.For the dead eighth prince Qin Lang, he has never forgotten it for ten years.

He actually forgot, at the very beginning... At the very beginning, before he met Qin Lang, he knelt down in front of the elders of his family and said in a crisp voice, I would like to be a pillar, I vowed to be that temple utensil .

A five-year-old child is a blockbuster.

The family sent him to the palace, where he was accompanied by the Eighth Prince Qin Lang.Surrounded by high vermilion walls, he gradually forgot the beginning, he just wanted a piece of glory.

Family, country, rivers and mountains, the ultimate strategy of scholars.

"Mr. Han," when Ji Yang interrupted Chen Jingming, his right hand was already shaking badly, and he could barely hold a cup of tea. "It's better for you to become an official! If there is still no change in the spring next year, I recommend you to be an official! My Ji family in Nanyang County is the prefect of the local county, and there are many people in the court who come from the Chijiatang of my Ji family. Those Chang'an children, if no one is willing I recommend you, my Ji family recommends you!"

Ji Yang abandoned the "poor monk" and resumed the tone of the old family.

Chen Jingming raised his eyes, greatly surprised. "Mage?"

Ji Yang's handsome eyebrows seemed to be dyed red again for a moment, his lower jaw was slightly raised, and there was a bright light flowing in his slender eyes, he seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to be crying. "Ah, I'd like to recommend you. There's just one thing you need to explain to me first."

Chen Jingming leaned forward. "What is it?"

"Mr. Han, you are concerned about the war in the Western Regions. Is it for your home country, or...just because it is Ping Lehou who went to the Western Regions to suppress the rebellion this time?"

The author has something to say:

The list of the sixteen countries in the Western Regions comes from Baidu, and the sentence about the Da Yuezhi country is a direct copy of another book "The Villain and the Powerful Minister is a Fan of All Souls".The Yuezhi Kingdom's superficial treatment of this series of courts cannot stand the attention, so please just keep an eye on it, okay? =_=

【Today's Small Theater】

Ji Yang: Why do you care about the war in the Western Regions?

Chen Jingming: ...

Hao Chun: Tsk tsk, mage, your six senses are not clean, and you actually touch this ice lump?Um? ╭(╯^╰)╮