Chang'an Youth Tour

As soon as Luo Heng came, Li Daoyong followed.When he comes, he doesn't stay near him, he only lives in the outer courtyard, poor princes who worship him in the palace, they often come all the way to ask him for advice in the wind and snow, even Chen Wen couldn't help coming.

Yun Lan's excuse was ingenious, the imperial censors of the Manchu dynasty could only watch, and Shen could only join one for pleasure, but the East Palace had always been famous, and the other princes and palaces also had their own theater troupes, so it was not a big deal .It's just that there is a difference in dignity and inferiority, and Luo Heng can't enter the hall like Rong Hao and the others, let alone enter Sihong Hall, and can only live in the side yard.Fortunately, the place is not too narrow. There used to be a stage in the main hall. Although he is a luthier of the Jiaofang Division, as long as he pretends to practice opera under the pretense, he doesn't have to kneel down.

Luo Heng has been here for three days, and the first two days he shut the door and saw no one. On the third night, he suddenly sent a message from Li Yu, asking His Highness to listen to the piano.Yan Junyu was still practicing martial arts with Wei Ru at that time, when he heard the news, he wiped his face and ran over without even changing his clothes, and became the fastest one to arrive.

Rong Hao arrived later, followed by Yun Lan and Nie Biao on duty. Yan Junyu saw the little eunuch approaching from a distance with an umbrella, cleaning and incense, and knew that the prince was coming.

The courtyard is still big, the main hall is heavily curtained, and there is an empty stage, several young eunuchs are busy carrying in the smoker rugs to make the main hall warm and clean.Rong Hao has been a little lazy recently. He picked a chair and sat down, looking at something there. Yan Junyu saw him staring at it before, and snatched it to look at it. It seemed to be a piece of paper. What sacrificial oration, there are many names on it.He didn't understand it, so he asked Luo Heng. Luo Heng said that it should be the sacrificial oration of the Confucian Temple in the Jiangnan Autumn Festival this year. .There are two big sacrifices in the spring and autumn every year, which are very grand, and pray for the prosperity of the literature, and bless the children in the south of the Yangtze River to be named on the gold list.So the decent gentry in Jiangnan all had their names on the sacrificial rites. Rong Hao stared at the list every day, probably wanting to start with the imperial examinations and pinch their lifeblood.

His Royal Highness did not arrive until Xu time, and it was already dark at that time. The little eunuchs lit up lamps inside and outside the yard, and even hung a row on the corridor outside. Yan Junyu was hungry, and finally heard the cloud board outside. The little eunuch sang, "Your Highness has returned to the palace."

It was snowing heavily today, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wore a sable cloak, and inside was a black silk-dragon robe, the color was thick and luxurious, and it made his whole body as bright as the moon, coming through the wind and snow, even Rong Hao was lazy when he saw it Say hello.

"No wonder those censors spend extravagantly in the East Palace." He jokingly said, "Aunt Yunlan is really willing to use good things."

Yun Lan also replied: "Your Excellency Rong is so promising that he even takes care of his clothes. Could it be that he wants to work in the needlework bureau?"

The needlework bureau was either a maid or a eunuch, of course it was a joke to mock him.In fact, it is not to blame for Yun Lan's tit-for-tat, Rong Hao himself is quite extravagant at ordinary times, food and clothing are very expensive, Pingxi Palace is good for everything, but he is a bit greedy for enjoyment and spends a lot of money.It is also said that it is for self-defilement, learning Xiao He's self-protection method back then, so as not to make great achievements.

The two were bickering, only to hear three strumming sounds from the inner room at the back, the guqin has always been distant and ethereal, but these three strumming sounds were very crisp, more imposing than all the zithers and pipas, it made people jump.

"The lord has arrived, and the show is about to begin." Rong Hao said with a smile, "I'd like to see how the show is sung today."

During the conversation, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had already taken his seat, Yun Lan personally brought tea over, Yan Junyu had exchanged glances with him, Xiao Jingyan smiled, and he couldn't help but blush a little.Just when I wanted to ask him how he was doing with his sickness today, and if he was wronged, he could only hear the sound of the piano inside, it was Luo Heng who had already played the first piece.

Yan Junyu had stayed in the palace for a long time, and had heard many master qin masters, but the strange thing was that Luo Heng's qin playing was not the best, it could only be considered average.He was also surprised, and asked Luo Heng, Luo Heng smiled and said: "I'm not only bad at the piano, poetry, calligraphy, painting, riding and shooting, none of them are professional."

Yan Junyu didn't believe it at first, thinking that he was being humble on purpose, but today when Xiao Jingyan came to listen to the piano, he still played like this, so he had to believe it.

He knew few guqin pieces, so he couldn't recognize the name of the piece. Unexpectedly, Yun Lan was a little hesitant, and looked at Rong Hao. After listening to it for a while, Rong Hao said to the prince, "Looks like Xiaoya."

Even he wasn't sure, maybe he was too cautious.However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still sure, and said lightly: "It is indeed Xiao Yali's "Fatan"."

If there is a book of poems at hand, Yan Junyu must have turned it over.The qin was playing inside, and it was difficult to ask. Just as he was frowning and thinking, Xiao Jingyan on the side smiled and said: ""Cutting Sandalwood" is a story about the hard work of the woodcutters, but the gentlemen get enough to eat all day long."

Among the people sitting here, Yan Junyu is the only one who has never read the Book of Songs.And it ended with the story, obviously teasing Junyu.Lian Rong Hao also laughed beside him and said: "Your Highness explained it really well, it is easy to understand, and you can teach it to a three-year-old child."

Yan Junyu didn't mind these things a long time ago, and he wasn't angry, he just thought about the metaphor behind the song.Over there, Xiao Jingyan said to Li Yu, "Please tell sir, Xiao Wang understands, but I don't know 'a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall', what's the explanation?"

The crown prince of a country, who calls himself the little king, is the treatment only given to important officials in the court. I am afraid that only the legendary old Prime Minister Ye can afford this question.Yan Junyu didn't understand these etiquettes, but he also knew how powerful they were. Li Yu's eyes widened even more. He usually flaunted his teeth and claws, but he was only stern.His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was as gentle as jade, and when he asked with a warm smile, he also blushed with excitement, turned around and went in without saying a word.

Yan Junyu couldn't wait any longer, and followed him behind the curtain like a fish. It turned out that he had to go through a small corridor to reach the inner room. On the high table in the corridor was a bottle of cinnabar red plum blossoms. , Reflecting the white wall, thick as blood.

The inner room was still dark, only a small dim lamp was placed on the piano case, and the floor was covered with warm blankets. Luo Heng sat on the ground, surrounded by books.Although Yan Junyu also read books in Sihongtang, they were all placed on shelves, but the surrounding area of ​​Luoheng was like a city surrounded by books. The floor was full of stacked books, numerous documents, densely packed account books, many of which were It was opened, and Yan Junyu was stunned for a moment before he realized why this scene shocked him more than the bookshelves all over the wall in Sihong Hall - Luo Heng had opened it all.

He should have been reading for the past three days. Yan Junyu had seen him read before. It was extremely fast, with ten lines at a glance. After reading at this speed for three days, it was no wonder there were so many books piled up around him.

When the two came in, he didn't stop, still playing the piano carelessly.Li Yu was very excited when he heard the prince's words "Little Wang", and flew all the way to Luo Heng's side, whispering in his ear, Luo Heng just smiled and said, "For he knows a little bit of etiquette."

Yan Junyu couldn't bear it at first, but when Li Yu said what His Royal Highness asked, Luo Heng said, "Then bring the pen and inkstone."

He hurriedly helped Li Yu find the inkstone inkstone, Li Yu opened the ink on the piano case, and the unopened ink still had golden lacquer dragon patterns on it, Li Yu's hand holding the ink ingot trembled slightly, obviously knowing the benefits.The sinner of Jiaofang Division, once the pen and ink are spread, anyone can use this to convict him, which is equivalent to handing over his life to others. Yan Junyu couldn't help asking: "You really want to write."

Luo Heng smiled and said, "You've played the piano, don't you dare to write?"

This was the first time Yan Junyu had seen his handwriting, and it was only then that he belatedly remembered that when he wrote "躔蓝" to Li Daoyong, he was ready for his pen and ink to be spread. It may be the first time his words have been handed down to people.Coincidentally, the two times I wrote, both times were for the East Palace.

Now it seems that it should be inaccurate for him to say that he is not proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting, because his handwriting is indeed very good. If Ye Liuyu's is the wind under the forest, his is the golden iron horse, which is extremely thin and beautiful, but hides awe-inspiring murderous look.

He still cut out a small scroll, wrote three words and handed it out to Li Yu, which was very easy to understand: begging for bones.

Yan Junyu knew that begging for bones meant that the officials in the court were old and asked the emperor to resign and return to their hometown to die.But what does this have to do with Fatan?

He watched helplessly as Li Yu handed out the paper scroll. Although Luo Heng looked calm, this matter was considered the pinnacle of what scholars in the world pursued. He couldn't help feeling overwhelmed, and there was both ambition and determination in his expression.Turning around and seeing Yan Junyu's dumbfounded look, he couldn't help laughing.

"What is Xiaoyan looking at?" He teased Junyu: "Could it be that you also want a small scroll?"

"Why do you use small paper rolls?"

"Save money." Luo Heng teased him: "I don't have such good Chengxin paper in Jiaofangsi. They are all scraps of paper. If you don't write easily, you will burn them if you write. Of course, small paper rolls are the best. Good deal."

Yan Junyu originally wanted to ask about the meaning of begging for bones, but when he saw him say that, he couldn't help recalling his own childhood memories, and asked, "Then how did you learn to read?"

"A blind old luthier taught me." Luo Heng said.

How can a blind person be taught to read?Yan Junyu was confused and wanted to ask again, but Li Yu had already returned and said, "His Royal Highness said, sir, please play the second song."

Luo Heng then stopped talking, and unfolded a book on the piano case. The characters on it were strange, as if they were made up of random things, and Yan Junyu didn't recognize any of them.But Luo Heng played a new piece accordingly, and he did not forget to tell Yan Junyu: "This is "Farewell to Su Wu"."

"Su Wu is that Su Wu shepherding the sheep?" Yan Junyu asked.

Since Li Daoyong left Zhaojun and left the fortress, not only the scholars in Beijing, but even the princes in the palace read the history of Han over and over again, and made a lot of insinuations.There is also a theater troupe who also made a show of Su Wu shepherding sheep. It is about Su Wu of the Han Dynasty who went to the Xiongnu as an envoy with Zhonglang as a general, but was detained in the Xiongnu. No matter what threats or temptations he refused to surrender. Hui Han's story.Yan Junyu saw it. Although he admired it, he also felt aggrieved. In Wei Ru's words, he said: "If it was me, why would I keep sheep? It's a serious matter to climb up in the middle of the night and burn all the Huns' sheep. The first one kills one, and 19 years later it will be a hero again."

"Yes, but this piece is about Li Ling's farewell to Su Wu."

"Is that Li Ling who surrendered to the Huns?"

"That's right. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was always suspicious and capricious. Li Ling was outnumbered and had no rescue. He was defeated and captured. He first ordered the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty to crusade against Li Ling, and corrupted Sima Qian who refused to scold him. He regretted it a year later. , sent people to meet Li Ling, and then listened to rumors that Li Ling was training soldiers for the Xiongnu and punishing his three clans. It is also a wonderful story." Luo Heng said with a smile.

After hearing this, Yan Junyu seemed to want to speak, but held back.He is not a fool, and knows who Luo Heng is alluding to. In fact, even Rong Hao, when he was cornered by the situation, muttered in private: "I have never seen such a suspicious person, and his own son is also guarding against thieves." Yan Jun Yu Jiling knew that he was talking about the present sage, so she took it to heart when she heard it, but Yun Lan changed color when she heard it, and warned him again and again.

In fact, when it comes to this matter, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really has nothing to criticize. No matter how turbulent the court may be, on the surface it is always a matter of filial piety, and even the imperial censor can't fault it.It seemed that Emperor Qingde's mind was gloomy and suspicious, and even some neutral courtiers gradually wavered.

Sure enough, after playing this song, the main hall outside was silent.Luo Heng just smiled slightly, and opened the third book.

"This song is called "Fishing Woodcutters". It uses the story of Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi's encounter with a bosom friend in the high mountains and flowing water. It actually tells the relationship between the monarch and his ministers." After Luo Heng finished playing, he picked up a small scroll from one side and unfolded it to write. Three words, give it to Yan Junyu: "Go, give this to Your Highness."

His hands were very cold and trembling slightly, Yan Junyu knew why, sometimes he was too tired from practicing with the gun, and he would also have this kind of trembling.Luo Heng's complexion was very bad, because of his body, he seemed to be aging faster than others.It is not appropriate to say old, it is more like withering exhausted.Especially when you look closely like this, the skin has a pale and thin texture, like the white silk covered on the lamp stand, so fragile that it seems that just a little light will burn a big hole.

Yan Junyu didn't dare to look any more, took the scroll, and hurried out of the inner room. Behind him was Luo Heng, who was coughing violently. He turned around the small corridor and saw Li Daoyong sitting on the corridor, watching the snow blowing all over the sky. Medicine, Luo Heng's medicine is extremely bitter, black as ink.Yan Junyu had seen him drink the medicine. He was extremely weak and had no color at all. After taking the medicine, his lips were all black.

The vase of plum blossoms is still there, as bright as a person's heart and soul. Those scholars are too good at writing poems, and they often quote allusions that have been painstakingly worked out. It hurts all the time.for what?Because of the phrase "Xiao Wang asks for advice"?Or is it the peace in the world that Yun Lan said?

He knew which three words were written on the scroll, which was "Mu Fengju".

That was Li Daoyong's disciple. Yan Junyu knew from Rong Hao early on that anyone involved in the undercurrent of the court would be either killed or injured.Is Li Daoyong fighting because of this?Or do you simply not want Luo Heng to die in the East Palace for this so-called kindness?The situation was too chaotic, like layers of hemp, which made people suffocate.It would be great if everything was as simple as practicing a gun. As long as you have the determination to be invincible, thousands of troubles can be cut off in the air.

He couldn't think of an answer, so he just handed the scroll to Xiao Jingyan.Luo Heng's first two songs must be very good, otherwise Yun Lan wouldn't be able to help but come over to watch, and then suddenly realized "Oh".Rong Hao also smiled, but with a bit of bitterness.

"Looks like I'm going to break into the palace gate again tonight." He said this, and he was the first to turn around and leave. His Royal Highness over there is going back to Sihong Hall for dinner. This small courtyard seems to have lost its luster in an instant. Like a honeycomb that has been harvested, Yun Lan is still ordering the little eunuch to urge herbal meals. She said that Luo Heng is weak from the bottom, and he can't mend it well. No wonder Li Daoyong also read medical books.

Yan Junyu followed His Highness the Crown Prince out of the yard, and the cinnabar red plum blossoms in the alley outside were in full bloom. Xiao Jingyan heard his long and short breathing, and knew that he must be thinking about something again.

"Does Xiaoyan want to know the story of today's three piano pieces?" He asked softly.

However, Yan Junyu didn't answer, he just became short of breath, and suddenly clenched his fists, refusing to move.When Xiao Jingyan saw him like this, he knew he was going to be stubborn, so he couldn't help laughing, and just about to speak, Yan Junyu suddenly turned around and started running in the narrow alley.

He hurriedly ran across the aisle full of plum blossoms, across the yard, the little eunuchs in the main hall were still cleaning, and they all looked at him in surprise.He just ran all the way to the inner room, almost knocking over the bottle of plum blossoms.

Luo Heng was drinking medicine, Li Jieyuan fed the medicine himself, and Li Yu was reading a book beside him, the three of them were startled and raised their eyes to look at him.

Yan Junyu's face was cold from running, but his ears were hot, and he was not panting at all. He only looked into Luo Heng's eyes seriously, and asked him, "Is it worth it?"

"What did Xiaoyan ask? Begging for bones or Mu Fengju?" Luo Heng asked with a smile.

"Is it worth it?" Yan Junyu asked stubbornly.

Luo Heng didn't answer, he just raised his eyes and looked behind Yan Junyu.Looking from the dark place to the light place, only a silhouette can be seen, but it is indeed as rumored, the heir of the East Palace who is noble and imposing, with a century-old dragon spirit and a one-man power.

The world thinks that eunuchs are the most humble, but at least the servants still have the opportunity to be close to power. The corruption punishment imposed by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did not prevent Sima Qian from leaving his name in history, and he was called Tai Shigong.In fact, when the king hates a person to the extreme, even the nine tribes can't forgive the hatred. There is another method, which is called punishing him into the Jiaofang Division.Only by allowing an originally noble person to sink in the mud for generations can the supreme power of the emperor be demonstrated.

The gentry in the south of the Yangtze River attached themselves to the East Palace because they knew that the East Palace was the future emperor and could bring supreme glory to Jiangnan.But there are some people that even the emperor cannot save.Not only can't they be saved, just being in the same room can make the censors jump up and write impeachment memorials.

But Luo Heng didn't expect him to take a step forward.

The light from outside the door shone in and fell on his shoulders. It was indeed the legendary handsome face like a god, like a bright moon entering a room, the brilliance was dazzling, and even the books and papers on the floor were full of glory.

Luo Heng smiled.

"I think it's worth it," he said.