Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - The white head is like a new grievance, and the black bird has an affair to collect debts and recover

At the beginning of the new year, letters from the old officials of the Yan Dynasty, Shao Qian, Feng Ru and others, who surrendered to Hu Ting spread to all parts of Yan, and openly called on those officials of the old Yan Dynasty who were interested in rebuilding politics to be appointed officials in the imperial capital again. If you are an eunuch, you will enjoy a salary.

All of a sudden, people in Beijing and abroad who were hiding in their homes were moved by the news.

Lord Hu Qiang and Wolf's side had just stopped fighting, and the people were unbearable. In addition, Lord Hu ordered that his subordinates not be allowed to plunder the people of Yan at will, so most of them surrendered with the army timidly.At the same time, a group of Yan land was gathered to surrender to the Hu people's new court, and all signs announced to the world that the half land and half land belonged to someone's territory.

It's just that the Yan officials in the past, either escaped the war and fled to the outer city, or closed their homes to guard food, and refused to leave lightly.At this time, when I heard about Hu Renxin, my heart was already shaken.Originally, the government office in Yan Tingzhong was shut down for several months, and the officials and wealthy businessmen were enough to feed their families, but the common people suffered in terms of expenses.Feng Ru led his students and subordinate officials to take the lead in interfering with the Ministry of Household Affairs to smooth out civil affairs.

As far as Xiangcheng in Zishui in the north, the Liangu pass in the south is far away from Yuman, and the riots subsided.Both inside and outside the city are guarded by Hu BingYan soldiers, and no one dares to make any changes.

"...Master Zhang and Master Zhao in the past are lessons from the past. Seeking selfish interests among courtiers can only lead to a dead end."

There are many scholars in the meeting hall, Feng Ru and Shao Qian are sitting in the upper position, lined up on both sides.

"Master Feng's meaning is that if you really make up your mind to follow the rectification of the new dynasty, it is naturally good. But what is needed in this infamy is not that you always plan and plan for your own interests, but think more about you. The ambitions of becoming an official at the beginning. When the government changes, if you can turn the tide and stabilize the people's hearts, you will all be famous ministers in history in the future. If you wait in your hand, it will be an opportunity." Shao Qian added.

Feng Ru slightly frowned, but the former minister and official standing in the row was a little moved by the words, and raised his eyes to show some aspirations, as if he could not restrain his ambition and hesitation.

Feng Ru always had a cold face: "Most of you are old ministers, and some of you are officials who recommended themselves. There is no one else here, and this official knows directly that no matter who is sitting in the court, As long as the people of the former Yan Kingdom are still there, we will not be free from responsibility. Hu Qiang’s wolf lord is willing to delegate power, but it is not for some of you to learn from the old Jiang Ni’s usurpation of power and make trouble. If you dare Some people do small tricks, but the barbarian can't see it, I am not blind, I must be the first to catch you and punish you before repeating the same mistakes! I don't know what the barbarian's means are."

The excitement and enthusiasm that everyone had raised suddenly seemed to be poured with cold winter water, but some of them worked under Feng Ru's subordinates, and they were used to his style of words and deeds, so they took it lightly at this moment.Shao Qian shook his head helplessly, and said in a slow voice: "In short, the most urgent matters at the moment need to be handled by manpower. The martial law in each city has not yet been lifted, and the barbarians still want to attack , so the people's daily food distribution is the top priority. Before that, a few wealthy businessmen were willing to work together...Yuan Xing."

A person stepped out from the crowd: "My lord."

"I heard that Mrs. Yuan agreed to donate money and pay food, and also plans to build a granary outside Zhucheng on the west road leading to the suburbs of Beijing?"

Yuan Xing said: "It is true."

"This is a good thing, I have to go back and thank Mrs. Yuan carefully," Shao Qian said with a smile, "Since it belongs to your family, then this matter has to be handled by you. Remember to pay attention to the few places on the border that are used by the military. Barn, don't get confused."

Yuan Xing seemed to hesitate: "My lord...in fact..."

"Huh?" Shao Qian asked, "Any questions?"

"The matter of the granary is true, it's just the matter of paying taxes that Mr. Feng said earlier..." Yuan Xing glanced up, and then said, "I'm afraid it won't work. The old man spoke again. There is turmoil outside. It's not too much trouble, just let Mr. Yuan go home to guard and check the family wealth..."

Shao Qian turned his head to look at Feng Ru, and the latter said lightly: "Since this is the case, there is no need to force it. Just do the things right now."

"Yes." Yuan Xing responded.

Feng Ru gave a speech to the standing Yu Zhong again, arranged their own affairs, then dismissed them and assigned them to a government office to run the affairs.

After the people left, the maid entered the room to replace the tea.

Shao Qian took a sip from the cup, moistened his throat, and sighed to the person next to him with a smile: "Bo Yong, I have worked with you for so many years, and you have never changed your bitter words... If you say you don't know how to adapt, then what you are doing now is obviously not right. If you say you really stick to principles... well, you are all from the background of ordinary scholars, and you also contribute to the people of your family and country, so why make them look like this... "

"Give them good words, but only let them have empty and passionate ambitions. When it comes to reality, they are disturbed instead."

"All you need is a good sense of proportion," Shao Qian said, "I remember that the crown prince said to me before, 'Mingde is first discussed with the humble, and politics is first trusted with the noble'. You talk about common people's principles with officials and rich businessmen It’s clear that it’s to make them bored, and they can settle down to their own positions, but they can live in peace... After all, not everyone sticks to their original intentions like you, Boyong..."

"That doesn't sound like what the prince said," Feng Ru raised his eyebrows, "...Could it be you who made it up?"

Shao Qian laughed, slightly indifferent: "Maybe it was taught by the prince's good uncle... But the prince's words at this time did express his intention to refute."

Feng Ru half-closed his eyes, and said: "Even if there are some of them I know well, time has passed, and people's hearts will naturally change if they change positions. When I was a student with Ni Congwen, I didn't see that their virtues were not very good. Who would have expected So that he can secretly do that kind of evil thing with no bottom line."

The two sighed for a moment, and one person entered from outside the hall.

"Master Shao," Han Huaijin saluted slightly, "...Bo Yong."

Seeing him coming, Feng Julue frowned slightly: "Aren't you always busy with compiling history? Why do you always have time to come here recently?"

Shao Qian asked him to sit down first, and then only heard Han Huaijin whisper apologetically: "It's just that I always heard that there are troubles here, and I thought I might be able to help."

Feng Rudao: "What you are doing is an immortal event that has been handed down from the past to the present. It is no good to get caught up in our trivial and difficult things. It is better to concentrate on history and history."

Han Huaijin's expression froze for a moment, and then she pursed her lips and said, "There's no delay, and it's not too late."

"Okay," Shao Qian stopped in time, and then asked, "Bingyu, you just came, who did you bump into?"

Han Huaijin smiled: "A group of officials left the Yamen in a group. I knew it was from the two of you at a glance. I ran into Yuan Xing and chatted for a while."

As soon as this person was mentioned, there was a slight invisible change between the two people in the seat. Shao Qian sighed slightly: "I think back when Afu Ni Congwen, the Yuan family also pushed Yuan Xing over to be a weapon, and they loved his only son very much. Very. It seems that this adopted son is no better than a parent and son, and it is no different from being a servant who is well-clothed and well-fed."

Han Huaijin said: "I see that he speaks cautiously now and behaves like he doesn't dare to act rashly. It must be because of the Yuan family's pressure and arrogance behind it... I heard that the old man Yuan also likes to collect some treasures of calligraphy and ink on weekdays. A few days ago, I went to visit their home and let out some rumors. They think that their family is rich, and at worst they just shut the door temporarily, and they can go out again when the prosperous world stabilizes in the coming day. After all, they have gained a lot of benefits over the years gone."

Shao Qian thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "Mr. Yuan likes antiques, don't we have ready-made things in front of us?"

"...You mean the relics that His Majesty has accumulated in the palace?" Han Huaijin asked consciously.

Shao Qian nodded: "What do you think?"

Han Huaijin hesitated, Feng Ru retorted: "No, most of those treasures are priceless, it's worth letting them take them away."

"Just take some small things at will, how can I give them real treasures? Anyway, they can't appreciate them, so it's better to take advantage of the situation and do this kind of favor," Shao Qian said, "The Yuan family is the head of the wealthy businessmen in Beijing. Their old chamber of commerce, money All of them rely on their relatives and offshoots as contacts. If they are dealt with, most of the matters you proposed earlier, Mr. Feng, will be settled. After all, they are relying on each other internally at this time, and they are eagerly waiting to find a new dynasty to rely on. They are all about to break their minds It's over."

Feng Ru snorted coldly: "I don't believe it, they can turn around and cling to barbarians at this time!"

"Don't be so tough, after all, they've been a big family in the business world for many years," Shao Qian sighed, "It's a good deal for a little thing to give them a step down."

Feng Ru remained silent, and Han Huaijin continued, "Leave this matter to me...I had some dealings with Yuan Libin in the old dynasty, so I'll tell you at this time...it shouldn't be difficult."

After all, the man left by saying goodbye.

Seeing people walking away in a hurry, Shao Qian said with a smile: "Bingyu's enterprising spirit has not diminished now, and it seems that he is still willing to help the court affairs..."

Feng Ru frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then went out with the same excuse.

Before he stepped out of the courtyard, he saw a person standing under the verdant elm tree with his back facing him.No longer the tall and straight posture of the young man in the old days, there is only a decayed and deep depression.Once the cypresses were used as dead branches, who will bear the burden for Jun Zeng?

When Han Huaijin heard the sound and looked back, when her eyes intersected, she was calm as expected, but also quietly joyful and timid.

"Why here?"

Feng Ru lowered his eyes and said indifferently.

"I'm waiting for you," Han Huaijin followed his gaze and said, "I saw you just now and I think you have something to say, but I didn't say anything because it was inconvenient for Mr. Shao?"

Feng Ru took a slow breath and said, "I don't have much to say, and I can't stop you from doing what you want to do."

"You think I did something wrong?"

Feng Ru shook his head and said: "What you do is your business, I can't control it... Besides, it's not the first time I've misjudged someone or something, so you can do whatever you want."

Knowing each other for many years, how could Han Huaijin not feel his displeasure: "I just want to help...you, there is no other meaning. If I still have a little duty that I can do, I am not willing to give up."

"Perhaps you were not interested in compiling and writing history, and I blamed you," Feng Ru said with a low eye, "You just couldn't hold back your temper and wanted to meddle in government affairs. No wonder, you were able to do such a thing back then. I should have thought of what you were going to do right now."

"It was agreed at the beginning not to mention the old things...I never slack off at night in the task of compiling history," Han Huaijin couldn't make out his words, and there was still a dry sentence, "You misunderstood me...I said now."

"If only."

Feng Ru knew that it was boring, and he didn't want to say any more, so he had to pass him and go out.

The wind moved and the shadow moved, Fang took two steps, and suddenly whispered behind his back:

"... When it sings, it's asking for its friend's voice. When it's a bird, it's still asking for its friend's voice..."

Han Huaijin stared at his back from behind, his eyes flickered, and he was obsessed: "I am a poor man, don't ask for friends to live? God listens, and finally peace and peace... Boyong——"

The man finally looked back in response, he almost thought it was his own temporary illusion.

"Bingyu, don't be too greedy."

Han Huaijin's shoulders shook, eager to hear the words.

Feng Ru looked at him, thinking that the green shirt was old, and there was a sense of the past, and he said indifferently but gently: "...renovating historical materials at night, and wanting to do other things during the day, there are not many people To be able to bear it...'final peace and peace' is also my wish."

Han Huaijin's back and spine relaxed with his movements, he slowly bent over, and then straightened up a little bit with the spring breeze in the winter wind.

People no longer know when they will go away, he murmured:

"...All Tao is beautiful and beautiful, I only want to be friends with each other."

In the palace, since He Xuyi received the letter from Zong Zhengxi from Tongguan, he has been adjusting his troops and wants to gather troops to the south again to defend against the barbarian attack.It's a pity that the imperial capital was still the place where the dignitaries of the Yan Kingdom lived together in the old days, and they couldn't leave them alone. Therefore, it took more than two days to raise troops and deploy them for a while.

At this time, Le Guin sent someone to pass on Hu Di's news.In the midst of desperation, Huxue remembered that the strife among the northern tribes was still a major worry, and he was even more worried, so he invited messengers to the palace to report in detail.

As soon as the visitor entered the door, He Xuyi was stunned: "...Why is it you?"

Bowa smiled "hehe", first saluted, and then said beamingly: "This time, there is an important event to pass on. Princess Xi dare not call ordinary messengers to deliver the news, so she asked me to come here specially."

Hu Xuhong frowned and said, "Didn't Chasa arrange for you to go undercover in Tienal to instigate trouble? Did something go wrong there?"

"This...back to the Wolf Lord," Bowa hesitated, and said, "Muzang's side is really hard to talk about, but it happened to happen to other things, so it's a good deal. Now they lead their troops and unite with the Hulan tribe to challenge There was chaos, and all the clan soldiers who were stationed outside Huangling Pass were called back, just waiting for the end of this great battle, and the outcome..."

Hu Xuyi was shocked, took a deep breath, and said in a steady voice: "How is the situation? Is there any difficulty with Ah Jun?"

"Don't worry about this. The princess said when you came here, please just sit in the capital. When you return to Hudi with the people in the future, there will be no villains intruding among the ministries."

He Xuyi was a little relieved, but he didn't dare to relax: "There are still our troops stationed in Xiangcheng and Caozhou. You go back and tell Ah Jun that if you don't have enough troops, you can directly transfer the army to the north in my name. Huren and Yanren It's different, the various ministries are well aware of each other's details, and they dare not be negligent during the battle."

"Yes," said Bois, who also knew the seriousness of the matter, "but don't worry, now all the tribes in Le Guin know the face of their rebels, and this time they are the first to provoke the trouble. , we will no longer be merciful."

He Xuyi nodded, then shook his head again, and said tiredly: "...If you are willing to disarm and return to the Hudi, you can still survive. Don't do too much, we can't tolerate too many killings inside. "

"Yes."

He Xuyi sighed slightly, and then said: "...is there anything else?"

"Lord Wolf, this time the princess asked Xiao to come here, mainly because of this..." Bowa pursed his lips.

Hu Xuhong raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything more important?"

Bowa stepped forward, quietly bowed his head beside Huxhun, and muttered a few words.

Hu Xuyi's complexion changed drastically, his eyes brightened: "What did you say?"

Bowa swallowed his saliva, nodded, and said, "I dare not lie to the wolf lord... This is confirmed by the princess herself, and I also asked the leader of Gongbu to confirm the details."

He Xuyu was still incredulous, and said in a deep voice, "Even so, it would be a bit hasty to make this conclusion lightly."

"Master Wolf," Bowa said, "Actually, this time, Jia Sheng came here with the younger one..."

He Xuyi raised his eyebrows: "Where is the person?"

"Just wait outside."

"Call him in."

Bowa led the order to go out, and He Xuyi was in a state of surprise, and had not yet digested the result from the news.

After a while, the door opened.Fu Chen came in and saluted him, "Master Wolf."

He Xuyu narrowed his eyes and looked the young man up and down, hoping to find some familiar shadows.

"Master Wolf," Fu Chen lowered his eyes, let him observe carefully, and said proactively, "There are two things I want to present to you, both of which can be taken as proof."

Huxun said in a deep voice, "Bring it."

Fu Chen presented the object in his hand, and Bo Wa displayed it in front of the wolf lord.

The first thing Hu Xuyi looked at was a scroll of fine brushwork.

With Yan Ren's pen and ink, he only lightly drew a black-clothed silhouette, and it can be seen that he is a capable warrior.

"This is……"

"This is a portrait of my father," Fu Chen said, "it was written by the last emperor of Yan Kingdom."

He Xuyi stared at it for a long time, then slowly shook his head: "I can't distinguish the features of the face... When the fourth brother ran away, he was still a child. But just looking at the temperament in the painting, it seems to be good at Martial arts and nimble hands and feet are completely different from the fourth brother in my memory..."

"When Princess Jun told about his fourth uncle's past, Jia also thought that they were two people who had no similarities," Fu Chen said, "But things are different. After so many years, Lord Wolf can really figure out what happened to him. What are you doing, what are you thinking about?"

Huxun stared at the portrait in the painting, and the ink lines flew across his thoughts, weaving in his increasingly hazy memory.

"There is another piece of jade." Fu Chensi and Zong Zhengxi didn't understand what they were doing before, and they didn't dare to ask rashly. "Because it has a wolf pattern on it, I suspect it is a Hu Qiang's thing... From what the princess said, the wolf owner seems to be I know this."

He Xuyi took a closer look at the jade that was presented, and then he understood a little: "...it belongs to him."

There was silence in the room, Bowa looked around and looked at the two people who did not seem to be happy about their relatives, he couldn't help but feel a little strange, and couldn't help but said: "Master Wolf... don't you believe that he is the queen of the fourth prince?"

Fu Chen raised his head lightly, and looked at each other silently with the person above him, not saying a word, and confronted each other.

He knew that compared to Princess Yun, He Xuxu must have had a deeper relationship with the legendary four princes. No matter how much he said here, he could not compare to his momentary decision of "believe it or not".After all, if he originally had the blood of the royal family, he would have been more deeply involved in the Hu family. He Xuyu could be his guarantor based on his feelings. The aftermath of the kiss.

As far as he is concerned, a year and a half is spent everywhere.He does not covet the prestige and enjoyment that he attained before his death. Compared with the short-term vainness, he is not as happy as enjoying the mountains and rivers with the people in his heart.But he wants to win a sigh of relief, a name and the truth.Why did a prince of the Hu family have to be reduced to the wild suburbs without a place to return?Why is he so valuable but desperate that he is willing to be castrated and tortured to serve the palace?Why have you been working hard in the military and political affairs of the Yan State for so many years but not thinking about the old affairs of Hudi?

Jia Yingzhi—Huxun is strong enough, but he is definitely not a cruel person who abandons his family.

Even though he was blinded by traitors all those years and couldn't tell the past, he could see his character from his heart.

Princess Huan said that Ye Luo returned to her roots. They are father and son, one of them knows how to return but does not want to return, and the other is completely opposite.No matter what grievances and grievances were hidden at the beginning, as long as Fu Chen can settle the past.

The lonely buns in the outskirts of Tongcheng should also be moved to their place in due course.

"Lord Wolf," Fu Chen took the initiative to speak, his eyes were firm and cold, "It's true or false, you should have made a conclusion."

"Do you know the consequences of publishing this matter to the various ministries?"

Fu Chen cupped his hands, and said: "I have nothing else to ask, I just wish to reorganize my father's name and surname in the genealogy, and move the coffin back to Hu."

He Xuyu squinted his eyes: "...Even if you don't admit it, I can deliver his coffin privately."

"Do you know what my father has experienced after he escaped from the Hu Department all these years?"

"...I don't know."

Fu Chen lowered his eyelashes, covering all the hidden emotions in his eyes: "...I can tell you in detail."

Huxun let out a breath: "Okay."

Bowa, who stood beside him for a long time, knew how to play it by ear, and suddenly interjected, "Why don't you step back and prepare some food?"

He Xuyu hesitated for a moment, and said: "...No need, just go and fasten the window."

"Yes."

Bowa walked to the window and found that the window sill was wet, and when he looked up, there were white flakes flying around.He turned around and said, "Master Wolf...it's snowing outside."

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, I saw snowflakes in Yandi again.

Sitting and standing facing each other, the eyes of the two were attracted at the same time, He Xuyi said: "Since this is the case, there is no need to close the window, it's good to get some air."

"Yes."

Bowa turned his head, and the coolness of the ice and snow outside the window permeated into his heart little by little, making him recall the days of ice and snow in the Hudi.He traveled all the way from north to south, knowing that this report was a heavy mission, and he didn't dare to delay the young man's rush forward day and night.I don't remember most of the scenery on the road, I just feel that the weather is getting warmer, and the gaps between the palms pulling the reins unconsciously accumulate sweat.They all said that the imperial capital of Yan State in the past was a rich and gentle township, a proud place in the world. Even if he followed the envoys to come here in the past, he still felt that it was very strange and empty. All of a sudden, he seemed to have lost his way.

The familiar hoarse voice behind him bounced the words into his ears, Bowa moved closer to the window sill, and the scenery outside the window caught his eyes, and the voice only became more and more distant.This pair of voices was unbearable at first, as if blocked and worn down by sand and gravel, but after a long time, I no longer mind this detail.Maybe this voice is just like his. Although it is a strange and alien, it can be recognized by others at the first sight.

He doesn't look like a Hu, a Yan, or a barbarian. No wonder he talks about life and death all day long. This person is incompatible with people and things everywhere. What else can he have except death? Is it a good place to go?

Bowa flicked his sleeves to sweep the snow off the window sill, the sleeves were wet, and penetrated into the inside little by little.He was sweating profusely when he came, and came here only in a single shirt, only now did he feel cold, he shrugged slightly and shivered, his expression indifferent.

Resting his elbows on the window sill, Bowa looked at the decorations in the old Yan palace, the pavilions and terraces were all calculated and exquisite, every stone and wood, half brick and half tile, all were so exquisite that he was speechless.I don't know how many Yan people's thoughts have gone through the random epiphyllum under the window.It's a pity, those Yan people would not have imagined that by this time, the snow would be covered with deep pressure, and all the gorgeous things would be piled up into uneven snowdrifts. The increasingly cramped and narrow stone and wood garbage.

The sky was gloomy, and without the guidance of the sun's wheel, it was impossible to tell when it had passed.

The snow tightened, and Bowa withdrew his hand, took a step back, and heard someone behind him calling: "...Bowa."

He hurriedly turned his head, and at some point, He Xuyi and the young man were standing side by side in the middle of the room, each expressionless: "What orders does Lord Wolf have?"

"It's cold in the room, let's close the windows."

"Yes."

Bois stopped the snowflakes rushing into the house as ordered, and the room suddenly became silent.

He turned his head and said, "What else do you want?"

"Go and ask the people in the dining room to prepare some food and wine, and bring them in directly later."

Bowa bowed his head to accept the order, when he stood up and was about to retreat, he saw the young man still with his hands behind his back, he felt bold, swept between the two of them, hesitantly and tentatively said:

"Jia...you..."

Lord Hu Qiang tilted his head slightly, his eyes full of meaning, and sighed softly:

"...let's see you."

Hearing this, Bowa felt it immediately, knelt on one knee to the side, raised his arms in front of his chest, and saluted the Hu and Qiang kings:

"Kowtow to the prince to honor his longevity."