Chang'an Youth Tour

Probably, His Royal Highness did play the role of backbone when he was there. After he left, although everyone knew that nothing would happen, and if something happened, they would not be able to escape Yunlan's intelligence network, they all became a little panicked.

It was Luo Heng who was the first to ask: "What did you just say?"

"Speaking of who is Li Ling." Yun Lan also went through the storm, and said: "Li Ling has someone else, we will have news tomorrow, and I have to go with Rong Hao to make arrangements."

She didn't say anything about the arrangement, it was obviously a confidential matter, and she called Yan Junyu before leaving: "Xiaoyan, come back with me, it's getting late, you see, Ah Kun has dozed off."

When Li Yu heard this, he suddenly regained his energy, hooked Yan Junyu's shoulders, and said, "Anyway, the crown prince is not coming back, so Yan Junyu can sleep with me tonight."

Rong Hao burst out laughing immediately, Yun Lan couldn't help laughing, but made Yan Junyu's ears turn red from laughing.Rong Hao also joked: "That's not okay, don't look at His Highness not changing his face when the court is full of fights, you will definitely scare him back overnight by doing this."

Li Yu also knew it was over, so he had to let Yan Junyu go.In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Yan Junyu wouldn't go back to sleep so early, anyway, Xiao Jingyan didn't go back to the East Palace, Rong Hao was too busy to care about him.He might as well just stay with Luo Heng all day long. As for Li Jieyuan's unhappy, Yan Junyu doesn't care.

As soon as the crowd dispersed, Luo Heng calmed down. He was looking at some paperwork recently, and while reading, he took out the piano score.Yan Junyu already knew that this kind of strange characters composed of dismantled many characters is called Gongchi notation. Luo Heng never wrote characters, and occasionally wrote piano notation. Yan Junyu asked him to find out that he created it himself. A method of using the strange characters in the Gong Chi Pu to correspond to Chinese characters is equivalent to creating a language that only he himself can understand.He was originally a luthier, and others would not think about it when they saw him.

This life-threatening secret was also told to him, so it can be seen that he regarded him as one of his own.So Yan Junyu was also very casual in front of him, lying on his stomach and watching him write for a while, and asked him: "By the way, you haven't told me how that luthier taught you how to read, how can a blind man teach you how to read?" ah?"

He is good at everything, but curious.Luo Heng was not annoyed when he heard this, but replied slowly: "I was born in Jiaofangsi. Although the old qin master can't read, he can recite the libretto of Nanxi Opera. He can recite hundreds of sets of libretto in Jiaofangsi. When he came out, he was reciting, and I was comparing two dilapidated libretto books, and I could remember what each word looked like after reading it. I also made mistakes when he recited a few words wrongly. Later, when I read other books, I thought No, I guessed it myself."

He said it plainly, but in fact, thinking about it, he knew how difficult it was.Ordinary children have to write one, two, three, four first, and write down all the words, but he seems to memorize every word.In this way, I also learned it, which shows that the talent is amazing.

"So powerful." Yan Junyu asked him with bright eyes: "Does the Jiaofang Division have a lot of books? Where did you find books when you were young?"

"Not many, there are only two or three libretto books, many of which are broken, one of "Pearl Vase", one of "Romance of the Tang Dynasty", and a small half of Erotica, with a total of 130 five characters, and there are 2000 repetitions. There are many, but it is enough. Shuowenjiezi is only about [-] characters. I used to be stupid, and I only learned to steal books when I was eight or nine years old. Before that, I always picked up something, a scrap of paper Half a pair of Spring Festival couplets are like treasures, hidden and read for half a year. At that time, the happiest days were when the dignitaries held banquets and asked my master to play the piano for fun. I followed, and I might find good things." Luo Heng was originally Lazy, but also interested in talking.

This guy Yan Junyu has this kind of quality, he can always bring out the childish parts of people, just like now, he is lying on the desk and listening to you attentively, and when it comes to picking up good things, his eyes also light up. It's so contagious.

Children don't understand, and adults don't have this kind of heart like him. Luo Heng was attracted by him and remembered the days when he stole books when he was a child. Hearing Yan Junyu curiously asked, "What good thing?" Answered, sat forward, waited for Yan Junyu to wait anxiously, and then told him: "Of course the poems at the banquet sang in harmony, how stupid! These dignitaries love couplet poems the most, they write shit that doesn't make sense, and they love to write , I often threw it all over the place. At that time, I had many ways, piano bag, you know? I secretly sewed a small pocket in the piano bag. Every time a writing paper fell in front of me, I would not I moved my voice, stepped on it with my foot first, and quickly put it in the piano bag while no one was paying attention. I collected a lot of words in this way... Only once, I was caught by the little official of the Jiaofang Division and hung me up Hit. Fortunately, my master is good. He explained to me that he picked it up and used it for burning fire. My master has bad eyesight and has to boil medicine all year round. He is the only one in Jiaofang who can play the piano, and no one knows that I can read. I got away with it, and I will learn to be careful later, and I have never been caught again."

One of them talked and the other listened, all with great interest, no one noticed the heartache in Li Daoyong's eyes.When Luo Heng was hung up and beaten because of a few balls of paper, he was sitting and reading in a study with bright and clean windows in the south of the Yangtze River, surrounded by five or six schoolchildren, and his master was the number one Confucianist in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Then what happened afterwards?" Yan Junyu was aroused by hearing this, and even urged him up.

"Later I learned to steal books and read them. The foundation of my current knowledge was laid at that time. There are hundreds of schools of thought, famous Fu masters in the Han Dynasty, and all Tang poems..." He never likes to be secretive, it is really this matter He was so proud that he couldn't help but stop for a while, teasing Junyu: "Do you know where I stole the book from?"

"I don't know, is it someone else's house?"

"How is it possible? Their high-ranking officials are so guarded against the people of our Jiaofang Division. When they go to the toilet, they are followed by servants, afraid of stealing things. Let me tell you, my book was stolen from the Jiaofang Division. You It should be known that officials ransacked houses mainly by the guards, supplemented by the garrison, valuables such as gold and silver utensils and furniture were confiscated into the national treasury, and family servants were handed over to the Jiaofang Division for sale, so every time the family ransacked the Jiaofang Division. Yes. But apart from the valuable things, there are also some heavy and old furniture, useless utensils, which are useless in the national treasury. The Jingwei and the guards look down on them, and they cannot be sold at a bid. Therefore, the Jiaofang Secretary People stuffed them with money, and every time they moved out, they cleaned the mansion by the way. Jiao Fangsi lives outside the imperial city, and can slowly sell these utensils to the common people, even old furniture can be sold as firewood. To make money. There is another kind of thing in it, which is used books.”

Luo Heng talked excitedly, leaned over, and taught him earnestly: "Everything in this world is newer and more valuable, but books are the older the better. Especially those with annotations, the world is the most stupid , don't look at those scholars in the Imperial College who seem to read a lot, but they are actually stupid. They think that the old books are sloppy, not good-looking, and look poor. When the books of the Jiaofang Secretary are brought back, they are picked out by the second-hand bookstore. The rest are piled up in the backyard and used as firewood. The funniest thing is that those who buy books are taboo when they hear that the books are copied from home, especially those that have not yet been listed. The boss asked for a 'cleaning fee', so the book with the name on it became firewood, which made it cheaper for me."

"From around the third year of Qingxi's reign, I began to steal books from the backyard and read them in hiding every night. In the fifth and sixth years of Qingxi's Jiangnan rebellion case, I copied more than 30 books in Beijing. That's really true. Chen Tonglin, Jiang Ruhai, and Mu Chaoran's uncle Mu Qiannian are all great Confucians in the world. Chen Tonglin is particularly knowledgeable in Taoism, and he is proficient in the Book of Changes. I am afraid that Ye Xiang is not the same as him. It's a pity that Mu Qiannian's Legalism is good, and in the eighth year of Qingxi, he copied the house of Kong Yuanping, the servant of the Ministry of Industry. He was the mainstay of the Shanxi School at that time. Something happened, how can it be Yong Hanhai's turn to be the prime minister now? He learned from Yang Zhu, and my inheritance of the Yang Zhu school was cut off after him. I just read his correspondence for three days and three nights. A person who is still a tide in the turbulent waves. He also has three fragments of Liezi, which are the only ones in the world. He bought them from a descendant of the former royal family with a few hundred taels of gold. The people in Jiaofang did not know the goods and almost I was burned as a kindling paper. I was almost found by people trying to save this fragment, and my fingers were trampled off. By the way, there is also Liu Jiashu, who was the number one scholar in the year of Jiazi. He has a set of four books, which are full of Annotation, it was probably prepared to be collected and printed, and it was really a beautiful article. Unfortunately, I had already decided not to study articles at that time. No matter how good the article was, I couldn’t escape the extermination of the family. It was still practical, so I stared at their correspondence all day long. When I am free, I will review the game in my heart, and imagine how I will break the situation if I am in their position..."

As he said, Yan Junyu opened his mouth in astonishment. Anyone else would feel that Luo Heng's experiences over the years were dangerous and heartbreaking. His finger was trampled off in order to save a book, and now he is not very flexible in playing the piano with his left hand.However, Yan Junyu only felt that it was shocking and soul-stirring, and it was extraordinarily exciting.

"If only I was there at that time." He said it was really funny: "I am the best at stealing things. When the time comes, I will steal books for you to read. I just need to look at the military book formation diagram. There are also many generals who raided their homes. Ah, if I could see General Mao’s book of war and Marquis Haidong’s chart of ships, then I would definitely not sleep for three days and three nights.”

"So, if I wasn't born in the Jiaofang Division, I wouldn't be able to learn the current tactics." Luo Heng laughed and said, not forgetting to tease Li Daoyong on the side: "Look at Li Jieyuan, I was born in a scholarly family in the south of the Yangtze River, from a rich family, and I am not as good at tactics as I am! The so-called 'disasters are where blessings rest, and blessings are where misfortunes lie', I don't know who I can pass on my skills to in the end..."

Yan Junyu was still too naive to see that he knew that Li Daoyong was feeling uncomfortable, so he deliberately said this to explain him away, and he answered seriously: "Pass it to Li Daoyong, he is also quite smart."

"Li Yu can't do it. Although he is smart, he doesn't care about it." Luo Heng became serious after hearing what he said, and said, "Xiaoyan, do you remember the flame I mentioned last time? In fact, this flame can only point to love. Yes. Just like my hunger for words, so is your interest in the art of war. It will burn your heart and urge you to pursue your own talent. So you don’t have to worry too much. A flame, not to mention you now. You have to respect your talent, obey your heart, and let this desire lead you..."

Yan Junyu understood this time, and nodded seriously.If what Luo Heng taught before was the Tao, now it should be the technique, the method to teach him how to reach the peak of his talent.

"Last time you asked me if it was worth it? I think it was worth it. Six years ago, I left the Jiaofang Division and went to Li Daoyong wrapped in a cloak. I was only 20 years old at that time. Jin Wuwei was caught and was going to be beaten to death. I remember holding my Qin, shivering from the cold, and my face was hot. It felt the same as going to the fire to save that Juan Liezi. I didn’t even have time to think, thinking in my head Before you know it, your body has already acted. This is called going forward without regret, even though you have died nine times.” He said seriously: “Dan Dian holds a pen to assist the king. It is a poem written by my ancestors. What I want to do in my life is Of these two items, one is Qingyu, and the other is this. Even if it costs my life, I think it is worth it."

Before he finished speaking, Li Daoyong on the side suddenly said, "Xiaoyan, go back."

"Eh, why..."

Yan Junyu couldn't finish the question because Li Daoyong reached out and grabbed Luo Heng by the neckline, dragged him over, and kissed him directly.Li Jieyuan usually looks full of the elegance of a Jiangnan family, but he is a bit rough when he kisses someone, probably because of what Luo Heng said.Yan Junyu thought: If the person you like tells you that you are one of the only two things he wants to do in his life, you probably can't help but kiss him, it's understandable.

However, he blushed instantly and ran away in a hurry.

The snow outside has stopped, the yard is covered with snow, the moon is hanging in the middle of the sky, everything is cold and clean.But Yan Junyu felt that a flame was burning in his heart, Yan Junyu knew that what Luo Heng was telling was not only his own story, but also Yan Junyu himself.Because there are only two things that Yan Junyu wants to do, one is Xiao Huan, and the other is fighting.There are too many things going on in the Eastern Palace recently, he is often a little impatient, and he is also impatient when he learns the art of war, and he is also impatient when he thinks of Ye Liangyu.

But after Luo Heng finished speaking, he suddenly felt his heart calm down, as clear as the moonlight in the sky.Instead of walking steadily, he couldn't help but started to run. In fact, he really wanted to climb over the wall, slip out of the East Palace, and go to Yongqian Palace to take a look at Xiao Huan and see what he was doing.He has practiced his marksmanship very well recently, and the marksmanship on the paper that Wei Ru got is really suitable for him. Now his martial arts skills are much better, and he has slipped under Nie Biao's nose several times.

But it's certainly not something to do.

If it was the former Yan Junyu, he must have frowned and thought about it for a long time, but Luo Heng's words woke him up.Whether it is the art of war or Xiao Lu, just follow your own heart, just like his talent in the art of war will guide him to become a powerful person like Luo Heng, he likes Xiao Lu's heart, and will tell him what to do Do.

Those thick and burning longings, worries, and the desire to watch the moonlight with him, and to hug him and kiss him, filled his heart very much, and he was only a little away from sex.

Yan Junyu accepted the answer given by her heart, and instead of climbing over the wall, she returned to Sihong Hall, practiced shooting in the snow for a while, and then went back to sleep.Li Daoyong was so stupid. When Luo Heng spoke, the look in his eyes seemed to wish that he was the one in the Jiaofang Division.In fact, what's the point of being in the Jiaofang Division? If he replaced the tricks with his articles, he should have figured it out, and he wouldn't regret it when he was in prison.Yan Junyu knew that Luo Heng in the Jiaofang Division must fall asleep with anticipation every night. Just thinking that there are so many tricks in this world waiting for him to learn, it is as if he knows that every day he wakes up. You can practice new tactics, come up with new tricks, and feel that tomorrow will be bright.

Xiao Su must be like this, every day when he falls asleep, he must also be thinking about what will happen in Dazhou tomorrow. The picture in his mind must be bigger and more complicated than his own military art and Luo Heng's strategy. From the frontier war, To the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River, from the court's power and strategy to the livelihood of the people.People who praise him say that he is diligent, but in fact, as long as the flame in his heart guides him, he does not need to be "diligent". Just like the metaphor Luo Heng said, it is the mood of going to see the one he loves.

So what if Ye Liangyu is a tree like him?I am a person with flames like him.

Thinking of this, Yan Junyu fell asleep contentedly.