Tiger Wings

You Xin originally thought that most of the emperors of this generation would dislike the shabby tea shed, and the shiny tables and chairs did not match the man's white long gown. What if there were two big black oil stains printed on it when he got up.

Of course, there is no need for You Xin to worry about this question. After the old man quickly wiped the chair, the driver who had been following behind very consciously took out a white handkerchief and put it on the chair. do not match.

The tea came up quickly, steaming hot, with a thick layer of brown tea leaves deposited on the bottom of the cup.

The place is remote and there is no lid. You Xin even saw several cracks on the rim of the rough porcelain cup. He was a little surprised to see the man calmly turned the cup around to find a place with a better edge, lifted it up and sipped it gently. One bite, no frown was seen.

You Xin couldn't help but find it funny when he saw the nervous look of an old man staring at him.

The man just drank tea on his own, occasionally looking at the surrounding scenery, it really looked like he was having fun.

You Xin also couldn't help looking around, the style of Xiangjian is completely different from that of the palace, and he doesn't know when he will come out next time.

A trembling voice came from beside my ear:

"This guest officer is from the capital." It turned out that the old man couldn't help but say something. His family and neighbors have all gone to the capital for a long time. After staying alone for a long time, it is inevitable that he will feel bored.

What's more, I was still a little worried about my family and just wanted to inquire about the situation.

"Old man, the city is very lively, and the order of the soldiers is well maintained."

The implication is that there is no need to worry, and this is not boasting. The current Qiqi City is in an orderly manner, and both civilians and officers and soldiers must maintain order in the city. of.

The man in white looked back and smiled, feeling gentle and friendly. The old man relaxed a lot at once, and the chatterbox naturally opened up.

It seems that this person is quite easy to get along with, the old man couldn't help but come to a conclusion, even the smiling face under the skin of the old folds became more natural.

Cang Yixiang said something casually again, feeling that the time was almost up, he took a sip of strong tea, looked at the fields in the distance, and said:

"Old man, how is the crop this year?"

The old man's face was gratified, and his eyes were full of emotion: "Young master also saw it. This year's harvest is bumper. The children in my family and I are glad that Jin Yao has a good emperor."

The old man spoke in such a way that one could feel his sincerity at a glance, You Xin looked at the person who was being praised, but remained silent, with a smile on his face, and he didn't seem unsatisfied.

The man just asked a few questions about farming from time to time, but the old man knew everything, from pests and floods to solving problems with small weeds.

The farmers here have been with the one-acre three-point land for generations. After the crops are planted season after season, they all have feelings for the field. The enthusiasm is like introducing their precious grandson to outsiders.

You Xin was also infected by the old man's enthusiasm, looking at the big golden color, he seemed to feel a sense of pride spontaneously.On the other hand, Cang Yixiang had been quietly listening to the old man's narration, nodding his head from time to time, and asking some questions by the way. At this time, You Xin always felt a little uncomfortable. So high above, it can even be said that he didn't put on airs at all.

Which is the real side of this person, maybe both, maybe neither.

You Xin looked at the man who followed the old man to observe the crops, and thought in his heart.

The sun was setting, and the day just slipped by like this.

When he was leaving, the old man insisted on giving the man a few ears of corn, and at the end of the sentence, he asked the man to grind the corn into slag and feed it to the little animals, which was very good.

The old man said with a smile that their big dog was fed like this, and it was very strong.

You Xin looked at the simple and strong flower dog that looked like a bear behind the old man, and he couldn't laugh or cry. Looking at his pocket-sized stature, a man can hold it up with one hand, and the dog probably can crush him with a single paw. .

In fact, You Xin doesn't know, whether he hopes to develop into that in the future, the prestige is majestic, but it always feels a bit exaggerated.

This trip, You Xin felt that the emperor was satisfied, the man seemed to have lost something along the way, but the smile on the corner of his mouth kept on.

Cang Yixiang was really in a good mood. Once he was enthroned, he would go out of the city to make a tour at this time of year, to see what the next year would be like, and to see the customs and customs of the people.

He believed his own eyes more than the information passed on by his subordinates.

It's not that I don't believe in my ability to train subordinates, but that what I see and hear is often more real.

Moreover, it is rare to go out of the palace once, to relax while inspecting, to kill two birds with one stone, why not do it?

This time I took the little beast out to play, and saw the little thing rolling in the wet soil. I don’t know if it was suffocated in the palace. I put down the ground and took a step and ran, but ended up falling after two steps. When Cang Yixiang was chatting with the old man, he had to pay attention to the situation of the little beast from time to time, but he didn't have a sense of it.

Cang Yixiang was very happy, and when he went back, he asked the maid to take Baogu and boil a pot of corn flour paste for You Xin.

You Xin slept soundly that night, and he could still smell the strong fragrance of corn slag in his nose. In his sleep, it was all golden yellow, and the dazzling golden color filled his eyes, just like the brilliance of the sun that never fades.

Sitting in front of the case and having to stay up all night to listen to the emperor's report of the day's intelligence, the emperor suddenly laughed when he heard the sound of smacking his lips and slight snoring from the dark corner. Not so boring anymore.

Yu calmly breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a touch of relief between his brows.

In the Xuyang Pavilion, Changxi, who was wearing a white undershirt, was lightly brushing her blue-waved hair with a delicate ivory comb. She looked at the mirror with a pair of eyes and wondered what she was thinking, her eyes were as blue as the sky but a little empty.

Tens of thousands of meters away from the Yaojin Empire, a bird with red feathers neighed for a long time in the dark night, its shrill voice made people shudder.

Who is the lonely figure floating under the rock?

In Lingshui Pavilion, someone looked at the moon and sighed, their soft and charming black eyes were full of contradictions but couldn't hide the swarming thoughts.

After blowing the bird flute, someone tied a small strip and looked at the faraway messenger with gleams in his eyes and suspicions.

The maids are busy, the guards are running around, the dignitaries have gone to the rest area, and they left the mess to the servants to clean up.

This night, some people are in love and some are worried, thousands of people have thousands of thoughts, thousands of things are in danger, some people are sleeping soundly, some are yearning, some are hopeless, but no one can stop the pace of time.

This night, in 1567 of the Yisi calendar, is the last day of the three-day celebration of Emperor Yaojin's 25th golden year. In the future, how far this empire will go, and what kind of miracles this young emperor will create, I believe everyone will Many people look forward to it.

Tonight is destined to remain in history for a thousand years.