Rong Xuan

The next day was the day when Sima Yuanchu, the right servant of the Ministry of Punishment, attended the morning court. At three o'clock, Cao Hui was fast asleep, and Sima Xuan, who was still asleep, tiptoed out of bed with dark circles under his eyes.

It was not until Maoshi, and the sky was not yet bright, there were already many people who went out to make a living on the long street, and the hawkers who set up food and water stalls on both sides of the road also came out, the street was already lively, Sima Xuan was sitting in the carriage, You can hear all kinds of cries outside, especially those selling cooking cakes.

This road is the only way for Xun Run to enter the court every day, but this time it is not only his frame that drove out of Xun's house - under the gaze of passers-by on the street, the car of the Marquis of Jingling in Shangzhu Kingdom The frame, together with the frame of the chief minister of the cabinet, came out of the Southwest Minfang in Chang'an City.

The BMWs in Xiangjie neighed at the bridles, and the brocade clothes and armor pressed down on the Taoist guards.This is indeed a spectacular scene that has never been seen in Chang'an Southwest Minfang since Da Chao founded the country, and it is amazing.

Sima Xuan is not a person who likes to show off, but Yang Chengfu, the grandson of Yang Kaitai, the old Duke Xuan, is still in custody in her hands. If you count the time with your fingers, it should be time for the old Duke to make a move this morning. .

The nobles of the older generation of the imperial court represented by Duke Xuan should not be underestimated. If this time the East Palace cannot be shaken in the hearts of Duke Xuan and others, things will be even more difficult in the future. I was a little nervous, so I had no choice but to pull out the air of Super Pinliehou to embolden myself.

It's not early in the morning, the sky is hazy, the palace people on both sides of the road are holding palace lanterns to illuminate the long road, and all the ministers and workers are rushing to the Huangji Gate in twos and threes along the light.

Before the Huangji gate opened, Xun Run, who had his hands in his wide sleeves, suddenly turned his head, and took a few gentle glances at his "uncle".

After a while, the chief minister of the cabinet shook the dew on his sleeves, and walked closer to the generals' queue.

"The surroundings are stable and the world is peaceful, what are you worried about?" Xun Run asked with a smile——his sharp eyes were blocked by his lowered eyelids, and he looked very kind.

In order to prevent some physical characteristics from being seen, all of Sima Xuan's robes are not tailored to fit, but a little bit bigger, and the silver embroidered unicorn black draped summer royal robe on her is no exception.

I haven't worn this robe for a long time, and found that it has become a little looser. Sima Xuan inserted the white jade wat board around his waist, straightened his sleeves with downcast eyes, and spoke in a hoarse and nasal voice: "Mencius has the same cloud. : The top is governing, the bottom is governed, and the bottom is chaotic, but I don’t know if the peace mentioned by my father-in-law includes these.”

Xun Run sighed for a long time. He held his wat board in his right hand, and gently squeezed the left sleeve of his robe with the wat board, saying: "Today I can only send you here. Go the next way on your own, don't look back."

After saying that, Xun Run, the head of the cabinet and the head of the eight ministers, turned around and returned to the head of the civil servants.

Sima Xuan hadn't realized the meaning of Xun Run's words. On that side, the Huangji Gate opened, and the Yellow Gate stood on the platform not far away and slammed the long whip three times. The sound of the whip echoed in Nobunaga's words. On the palace road, it has not dispersed for a long time - all officials are about to ascend the court.

Sima Dezu, king of Qingxu, took leave of absence today. Sima Xuan, who was originally in the third rank of generals, filled his father's vacancy. Behind Zhenhai King Zhang Chao, he walked all the way to Tonghe Gate, the place of the early dynasty.

Looking at it from this angle, she couldn't quite see Xun Run, who was walking at the head of the civil servants. She raised her eyes several times, but she only caught a glimpse of the swaying corner of the red robe on Xun Gong's body. For some reason, Sima Xuan felt so The son's Xun Run made her feel a little inexplicably familiar.

Yes, the inexplicable familiarity is not with Xun Run, but a perception that is separated from Xun Run himself, including the tone and expression of Xun Gong when he spoke just now, and even the thin back of Xun Gong she saw...

Finally, when the sun rose and the morning fog cleared, and the first ray of sky broke through, Sima Xuan, who had already stepped up the steps of Tonghe Hall, suddenly remembered who the familiarity with Xun Run came from—that person was Cao Cao. Hui Hui's father, Duke Yipin, former Minister of the Cabinet - Cao Ke!

Cao Gong is a resolute man, always calm and calm, modest and introverted.

In the winter of the fourth year of Jingchu, she had the honor to accompany her father to the imperial court. At that time, the emperor was advocating the reform of the military system and government, and there were too many conservative nobles in the court to attack the reformist headed by the chief minister of the cabinet.

After going back that time, Sima Xuan asked his father more than once, why those old nobles dared to argue in court with the chief minister of the cabinet, who is under one person and above ten thousand?Why did Mr. Cao never even speak loudly when he retorted after being made things difficult by those people?Mr. Cao is a civil servant. Could it be that high-ranking civil servants are always easier to bully than those slippery Beijing officials?

However, her father told her that being calm and calm does not mean being weak, and that being humble and restrained does not mean being bullied.

After many years, when Sima Xuan once again felt this kind of aura from Xun Gong, the chief assistant of the cabinet, she suddenly understood what her father said back then, and what Xun Gong said to her in front of the Huangji Gate. .

——I can only send you here today, at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, you go the rest of the way by yourself, don't look back.

Sima Xuan's footsteps suddenly staggered, he almost missed the ground, and fell directly from the hundred-level high steps in front of Tonghe Hall!

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Qiu Fengnian, Marquis of Mingyuan, who had served as his father's early court, walked behind Marquis of Jingling. He stepped up a step, and quickly grabbed Sima Xuan's arm.

"Oh, thank you Xiaoming Yuanhou." Sima Xuan stood firm, raised his hand slightly, and made a pressing movement with the palm facing down, secretly giving Qiu Fengnian a hint.

When Zhang Chao, who was walking ahead, heard the movement and turned his head to look, Sima Xuan had already lowered his hands.

"Nephew, be careful," Zhang Chao said, "The steps of the temple are very high, and it will be troublesome if you fall down."

Sima Xuan slightly raised his eyes to look at Zhang Chao's back, and said calmly, "Yes, thank you for reminding me, my lord."

……

Outside the imperial city, Southwest Minfang:

Cao Hui had a follow-up visit today, and Yan Fu, the chief medical officer of the imperial medical department, the old imperial doctor Yan Fu, stepped into the Xunfu in time.

"I have been waiting for Imperial Physician Yan for a long time," Yuyan greeted Yan Fu from inside the gate, and respectfully saluted Yan Fu: "Please come to Imperial Physician, my wife is already waiting."

Yan Fu straightened his sleeves, and nodded gently to Yuyan, the maid in charge of Jinglinghou's mansion: "Thank you."

In the bedroom of the West Courtyard, after Cao Hui took the pill specially prepared by Sima Ren, he turned his head to look at the engraving over there for the seventh time, and finally couldn't help but asked Tingzhu: "Go and see if anyone is here?" .”

"Yes, servant girl is going right away." The little servant girl ran out after listening to Zhu Ying's voice.

Sitting on the bed, Cao Hui couldn't help but take out a palm-sized silver mirror from under the pillow, and checked his face again.

Fortunately, it is indeed pale and bloodless, and looks like a patient with Qi and blood deficiency and stagnation.

Under the discussion of Sima Xuan and Xun Gong, the "son-in-law", the originally healthy "Miss Xun" Cao Hui claimed to be sick while staying in her natal family. Lived directly in Xun Mansion with the children.

But Cao Hui did not expect that the Tian family would care so much about her health. Not only did they reward Xun Run with many supplements, but they also specially sent Yan Fu, the chief physician of the Imperial Medical Office, to treat her.

Fortunately, Sima Ren, the master of Wuyaotang, did not boast his skills for nothing—he brought Cao Hui a few small red bean-sized pills, and Cao Hui only had to take them half an hour before the imperial doctor gave her a diagnosis. One, her pulse will be as weak as that of a real bedridden person.

But who is Yan Fu?The Chief Physician of the Imperial Medical Bureau, which gathers famous doctors from all over the world!Sima Ren's pill could fool the old man once, so could he fool the old man a second time?

Yan Fu soon walked in accompanied by Yuyan and Tingzhu, but behind the old gentleman was still followed by a green-robed official who came from the palace.

Perhaps it is because the more skilled the person is, the longer it takes to get the pulse. When Cao Hui felt that his entire wrist was numb by the old doctor Yan, Yan Fu finally got Cao Hui's pulse.

Yan Fu slowly put away the blue pulse pillow he brought, and habitually raised his hand to twirl his beard, asking, "How is Madam's mood today?"

"I don't know how I feel," Cao Hui lowered his eyelids slightly, frowned slightly, and sighed almost casually: "It's just that I always feel tight in my chest, and I always want to sigh."

Yan Fu nodded with a "sure enough" expression, and bowed his hands respectfully to Cao Hui: "Doctors dare to ask Mrs. Guan the color of the tongue coating?"

"..." Cao Hui's hand on the hidden table twitched subconsciously, she sighed again, and finally shook her head: "To be honest, my face was ruined in that incident, and I still don't want to let it go. Seeing my current appearance, old doctor Yan, please forgive me..."

The woman's good-looking eyebrows and eyes were stained with a kind of sadness that could not bear to be mentioned. Yan Fu bowed to Cao Hui, but he did not insist.

The old doctor turned to ask Cao Hui about other things with all his heart, and then led by Yuyan to Mingtang to change the prescription.

Cao Huibai was worried for a long time - because until Yan Fu and the others were sent away, the strength of the medicine in her body seemed to be gone.She still felt that her spirit was not very good, and her hands and feet were also a little weak.

She took off the plain gauze covering her face and raised her hand to press her faintly swollen forehead, sighed faintly, and asked Yuyan, "Where are Huan'er and Qing'er?"

"Grandma Jia took the young master and the second girl out to go shopping." Yuyan went over and opened the window halfway, exuding the bitter smell of medicine in the bedroom, and said, "Master said that Madam is sick and should rest, so it is inconvenient for the young master to rest." Come over with the second girl to make trouble with your wife."

"She's thoughtful..." Cao Hui said something ironic with a smile, not intending to blame Sima Xuan, but just ordered Yuyan: "Bring the bed table up, I'll read for a while. "

All the things Cao Hui used on a daily basis were placed in the easiest place at hand. Yuyan brought up the bed table, and brought the books that Cao Hui had been reading today, and put them in Cao Hui's hands. She also thoughtfully placed the teapot and cup within Cao Hui's reach.

The young woman with a pale face picked up the book to read, Yuyan continued the incense in the incense cage, and then quietly withdrew, faithfully guarding the door...

It is not difficult for Cao Hui to read Buddhist scriptures that are extremely obscure to ordinary people, but this time, for some reason, she looked at the Sanskrit text between the pages, and her attention gradually became distracted. Yes, she fell asleep with her head tilted in the soft pillow.

She didn't sleep well this time, and she walked into an inexplicable dream in her sleep.

In this dream, there were no soaring fires and bloody massacres that were common in previous nightmares. There was only a misty bush here. She kept running and shuttling through the forest, but she couldn't find a way out.

She was circling back and forth in the woods, over and over, over and over again... Maybe it was because she had had enough sleep, or maybe the effect of the pill Sima Ren gave had worn off, and the woman trapped in the mist in her dream was calm and helpless. When Bo woke up, she dragged out her voice, humming a lazy tone and stretching a lot.

However, she found a person lying quietly on the edge of the bed. Cao Hui was startled. The person lying next to her seemed to have always been so quiet, quietly appearing, quietly disappearing, quietly guarding a certain place, no matter when you look back , will find her right behind.

"You're back from your downfall," she rubbed her sore eyes, turned over affectionately and put her arms on the other's stomach, the corners of her pretty mouth raised an uncontrollable arc, and she fell asleep with her voice Waking up in a daze with some coquettish Nuo Ruan: "What time is it now? Are you hungry? — Wait for me to get up and cook for you."

"It's just past the end of the hour," Sima Xuan held Cao Hui's hand resting on his stomach, and gently rubbed the back of Cao Hui's hand that had become rough at some point with his calloused thumb : "Before I came back, I had lunch outside with Mr. Xun. Yuyan said that you fell asleep before noon. Are you going to wake up now?"

"Well, I don't want to wake up..." Cao Hui loved to stay in bed since he was a child. He really got rid of this bad habit during those years in Wan'an Temple, but for some reason, he easily picked up this problem again now return.

"Then I can't afford it." Sima Xuan kept his eyes closed, with a look of exhaustion between his brows: "Come take a nap with me, I'm sleepy."

Cao Hui couldn't help but use the hand held by Sima Xuan to grab the other's warm palm. As a result, Sima Xuan's grip on her hand increased a bit, and he didn't intend to let her go.

"I'm going to change clothes!" Cao Hui finally laughed lightly: "Come back and sleep with you for a while, okay?"

Hearing this, Sima Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

She looked at Cao Hui, who was close at hand, with dark pupils in her long and narrow eyes, and a gentle and gentle smile inside and out.

"Okay," Sima Xuan said, "I'll wait for you."

The author has something to say:

The roommate was screaming and eating chicken, and then the two of them were fighting over where to skydive, and then decided to jump into Hejing, and then I heard the word Hejing was a little familiar...

"The [-]th birthday collects the river mirror, and three thousand tigers travel to Mount Qingle."

(shrugs)

Sima Xuan: What a coincidence