Rong Xuan

Fang Jing is Zhao Qingjia's personal envoy. That time Wuwen Garden was brutally attacked by assassins, Zhao Qingjia divided his subordinates into three groups and sent them out of Wuwen Garden in the chaos.

Among them, one group was led by Hou Zaixuan, who protected several important people to hide in the southern border, the second group was led by Fang Jing to Liuzhou where the Liucheng Army was located, and the third group was led by Fang Jing. Zhao Qingjia took it personally and covered the first two groups.

That's why she, Zhao Qingjia, was chased into a dog by many killers all the way.But now that Fang Jing is back, it's done!

One month later, in the autumn of Chao Jingchu's 16th year:

The Prince/Dang fought against the Baoxin Party, and the court turmoil stirred up by Datong and the palace finally together with the low-pitched black clouds, engulfed all the flying flowers and fallen leaves in the world, and swept across the entire Chang'an City overnight.

After an autumn rain, additional manpower was sent to patrol the four long streets of Chang'an City day and night, but Cao Hui wrote an article "Knowing Autumn" at home leisurely:

When I woke up in the morning, I suddenly saw that the sky was full of shadows.Xiaofeng rises from the northwest, and the morning sun passes through the southeast.The tall buildings have heavy shadows, and the glass reflects the faint light but the light is weak; the water is deep and the feathers are light, and the algae swallow the waves and the shadows are long.

Autumn is thick and green, and it is as ethereal as a leaf blinding the eyes; the crow returns to Yanggu, and it is as mighty as the gallop of a great river.The mountains are not ten feet high, the water is not one foot deep, the curved corridors and the bright pavilions, the air is refreshing and the sky is high, so you can have fun.

If the golden light suddenly appears, the sky and the earth are brilliant, but you don't know that there is no scorching heat of summer, no severe cold of deep winter, your eyes are shining brightly, your mind is shaking, you worship the jade capital of heaven officials in the dark, and you can see the bright hall of the eastern capital in a trance.

Or the cool wind rises high, rolling white clouds as long as the sky, lettering and falling straight down, sweeping yellow leaves and short branches.Orchid osmanthus, crape myrtle ran; hibiscus put, crabapple fall.Rise up and sing a long song, loudly startle the geese!

The cycle of yin and yang, the end of death and birth, the emergence of spring and the end of winter are Tai Chi, which is called knowing autumn.

Sima Xuan held Cao Hui's manuscript, joyfully as if holding a peerless magic weapon, but at the same time held it carefully.

She leaned over to Cao Hui, sat sideways on the corner of the desk in accordance with the principle of sitting where she went, and said, as if she lacked confidence: "This "Zhiqiu" is very well written, I want you to collect it for you. Is it in "Half-word Anthology"?"

"Banyan Anthology" is a collection of Cao Hui's poems specially collected by later literati after the fall of the Cao family a few years ago in order to establish Cao Hui's status in the literary world.

Cao Hui put down the writing brush in his hand—this brush was given by Sima Xuan. Smooth, smooth writing.

Cao Hui turned his head and propped his chin with one hand, and with the other hand, he accurately pulled out a copy of "Sanyan Anthology" from the many books at the corner of the table.

She raised her eyes, looked at Sima Xuan with interest, and wondered: "Chao Guo's male power is supreme, and the status of women has always been low. When the Cao family was in full swing, no one came to catch up with me to collect any anthology for me. Why? Why is there such a "Semi-language Anthology" now? It's so strange."

"It's nothing to be curious about." Sima Xuan raised his eyebrows, and with a guilty conscience, he looked down on the floor under his feet: "The anthology was collected by the Jin people on their own initiative. We Chao people have a look, hey, we Chao It’s so shameful that the stuff written by a talented woman from the National University of China was collected by people from other countries, no, no, we have to collect one ourselves, so there is the current edition of "Semi-Yan Anthology", "

As he said that, Sima Xuan looked down at Cao Hui quite proudly, his right foot dangling in the air because he was sitting sideways on the corner of the table, "How is it, is the collection very comprehensive?"

"..." Cao Huimin smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved like a crescent moon, "It's you, Yuanchu."

Opening the anthology, I turned to the "Yashan Jue" written by her when she was in the northern border. It was secretly written by her because of her feelings. The deeds of submitting to the Xiongnu who came from the north and throwing themselves into the sea in the land of the cliff mountain, if this "Yashan Jue" is used to make a fuss, it will definitely be related to her and the rebellion.

Sima Xuan poked her head this way, and those familiar words suddenly fell into her eyes:

Don't you see, the general's red blood Yin Xuanpao once lost the soul of Guan Shan.Don't you see, the old Confucian with white hair is crying at dusk, mourning the old mountains and rivers in front of the grave.

Sad husband!

The young emperor laughed wildly when he was young, and the old minister was in agony with tears in his eyes.Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians all entered the sea, but a hundred died to serve the country.The country is broken and the flag is easy to change, and the people are wandering and suffering!

The world is evil, horseshoes are fierce, Xuanyuan sword is in the cliff mountain.Shura came from the north to steal the nine cauldrons, and the blood of loyal souls stained the sky.The iron cavalry trampled on the eternal hatred, and the tenderness was defeated by Leng Fengliu.

The emperor's tomb, the bones of the generals, the mountains and rivers are the coffin sea as the tomb.The unicorn weeps blood on the road to Huangquan, and the Tianzhu collapses without a week.Fame, wealth and honor are yellow beam dreams, and my generation is all in the game.

Why not go back?This heart is always there!But hold up the golden bottle to Mingyue, long-song best friend, don't sing floating names and sing happy!

Cao Hui caressed the block letters on the pages of the book, and his fingers seemed to be gradually warmed by the warmth of these passionate words, "I have always been careful, and I burned the manuscript of this poem as soon as it was written. It only took half an hour for it to appear from the beginning to the end, and I only showed it to you a few times inside and out, and you said, if it weren't for you, how would others know about this 'rebellious poem', huh?"

"I……"

"Master!" Liu Sheng, who had been guarding the door all this time, broke in suddenly, cupped his fists and interrupted Sima Xuan who was hesitant to speak: "Master, King Baoxin is here!"

"What is he doing in the Xun Mansion?" Sima Xuan tilted his head to look at Cao Hui calmly, "Oh, if he didn't look for Duke Xun, could he still be looking for me?"

Cao Hui held a thin collection of essays, knocked on Sima Xuan's knee lightly, and said with anger and anger: "I've been out of shape all day, go back and change clothes quickly, Prince Baoxin is here, no matter what You have to go out to meet whoever you come to find, hurry up!"

"Oh, let's go," Sima Xuan muttered in a low voice, taking advantage of Cao Hui's unguardedness, this guy gave him a kiss, then turned around and ran out as if fleeing for his life.

Liu Sheng: "..." I didn't see anything! !

Cao Hui: "..." Sima Yuanchu, you big hooligan! !

On that side, King Baoxin personally visited the mansion of Xun Run, the chief minister of the cabinet. Naturally, he came to see Xun Run, the chief minister of the cabinet, and Sima Yuanchu, the Marquis of Jingling.

Xun Mansion, Front Hall:

Xun Run cleaned his hands and rolled up his sleeves, and made tea for the third son of the emperor, Prince Baoxin, Zhao Qinglai. Sima Xuan spread the tea set, and poured tea for Zhao Qinglai in a thoughtful and courteous manner.

Since the first year of Jingchu, Ge Kiln has only fired five sets of Xuanlan Tianmu Gezhan and presented them to the Hall of Datong Harmony. Wang Sima Dezu, Zhenhai Wang Zhang Bufan, and the chief assistant of the cabinet Xun Shechuan.

Now that Xun Run brought out this set of teacups to entertain King Baoxin, his intention could not be more obvious.

It can be seen that it is not Zhao Qinghui's style to retreat from difficulties. The modest and gentle Prince Wuzhu stretched out his hand and politely took the hot tea from Sima Xuan.

Smelling the fragrance of tea and tasting the taste of tea, Zhao Qinghui dipped the tea into his mouth symbolically, and said, "Today, Mr. Xun can make tea with his own hands. It's a great fortune for Xiao Wang Sansheng."

Sima Xuan: "Then what about me?"

"..." Zhao Qinghui was obviously taken aback for a moment, but then he came to his senses. He smiled lightly, which made people feel like a spring breeze: "Your Majesty is joking, and I am flattered to be able to serve you with your own hands."

Sima Xuanbing Lu Zi was born, but he was famous for his reckless words and deeds in the court, she didn't put it on hold, and said with straight eyebrows: "My lord, forget it, you are the prince!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and slapped the other party: "It's Prince Wuzhu! This subject is only a marquis, why did the prince use the word 'flattered', tsk tsk, my lord, my lord! ..."

Xun Run continued to make tea with lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes - the old man almost laughed out loud, but he had to hold back. In the early Yuan Dynasty, this kid was indeed a gangster from the frontier army. Really like it!

Baoxin Wang Zhao Qinglai choked, and immediately changed the topic without any trace, "Your Majesty is joking, Xiao Wang has taken the liberty to come here to ask you two, it is really..."

Stopping at the right place with one sentence, Zhao Qinghui held the teacup and lowered his head to drink tea, and seemingly inadvertently glanced at the servants waiting in the hall.

"You all go back first," Xun Run said without raising his head, "Order the kitchen to add more food, and let the girl go over to help keep an eye on it. This pavilion is honored to invite Prince Baoxin for dinner today, so don't neglect it."

All the servants of the Xun Mansion retreated in response, and at the entrance of the front hall, only the personal guards of King Baoxin Zhao Qinglai and the guard Liu Sheng of the Marquis of Jingling were left.

Looking around, the front hall was surrounded by the palace guards with swords brought by King Baoxin, Liu Sheng suddenly had a feeling - King Baoxin was actually here to threaten Duke Xun and his master!

Involuntarily, the atmosphere outside the hall, against the background of many people with knives, actually smelled a bit of fire/powder.

In the front hall, Xun Run didn't know that the guards of Jinglinghou's mansion were having headaches outside. The guards of Baoxin's mansion stared wide-eyed. He sat cross-legged on the tea seat, narrowed his eyes, and sipped a sip of the Jiusi tea brought by his uncle— — This tea was personally brewed for him by his lord and aunt. If you taste it...a five out of ten.

Sima Xuan sat cross-legged under Xun Run's hands, and said to Zhao Qinghui respectfully but not at a distance: "My lord, just say what you want, my father-in-law has been burdened by the cabinet's official duties these days and has been ill, and I have been on leave for a few days at the court meeting, doctor It is said that my father-in-law is getting older, and it will take some time for him to have a good life."

It is hard to ask for help, and favors are still as thin as paper. Although King Baoxin, the boss of the Baoxin Party, feels a bit inferior because of Sima Xuan's dismounting, it is better than letting him be bitten by the prince/party.

……

Xun Run, Weng and his son-in-law were talking with Baoxin King Zhao Qinghui in the front hall of the Xun Mansion. Grandma Jia passed Xun Run's words to Cao Hui. Cao Hui understood the meaning of Xun Gong's words, and sent someone to the next door. Qingjia sent a letter, and then she went to the kitchen of the Xun Mansion in person.

Xun Run, Chief Minister of the Chao National Cabinet, was always a frugal person, and since the Xun Mansion was located in the Southwest Minfang where ordinary people and officials gathered, the daily diet of the Xun family was not much different from that outside.

When Cao Hui stepped into the kitchen, all the vegetables he saw were common things nowadays, especially the rapeseed in early autumn, which was crisp and green and lined up in two stacks in the vegetable basket by the wall.

"Miss, you're here," the kitchen steward, Cook Li, wiped her freshly washed wet hands, and came a few steps away from Cao Hui with her slightly fat body, her face was a little embarrassed: "The master said that today's chef Lijiacai, I want to entertain noble people, but girl, look, "

Chef Li pointed to the place where all kinds of raw vegetables and vegetables are stored: "We have celery, rapeseed and carrots eaten by ordinary people, and the better ones are black fungus and fresh mushrooms, oh yes, there There is also radish sprouts, the master likes to eat vegetarian food, we don’t even have pork pieces weighing more than two catties in our kitchen, and when we suddenly said that we need to add vegetables, the villain also felt that the villain also..."

"It's hard for you, Master Li," Cao Hui walked into the kitchen, and she raised her hand to pat Cook Li's arm, as if she didn't care about the smoke and all kinds of oily fumes in the kitchen.

She walked around the kitchen, but didn't say how to solve the problem, but asked all the cooks and cooks in the kitchen, where did she learn to cook, what kind of dishes did she cook, and did she give it to others? Did you have a feast or something?

Chef Li watched the time ticking down on the water drain, and it was getting late, but her girl was still not in a hurry!

Just when Cook Li couldn't bear to order the handyman to chop vegetables, Ting Zhu, who had gone out to buy food, came back with someone.

"Buy them all so soon?" Cao Hui raised his eyebrows and looked at the servants behind Tingzhu, and saw them carrying things into the kitchen in large and small frames.

"That's right," Ting Zhu's sleeves were rolled up a little bit, and she ran out of breath, "Madam wants expensive things, so I went directly to the West Market to buy them. Those vendors heard that the Xun Mansion wanted them. We all try our best to send the first one to the mansion, if we didn't meet the patrol camp on the street to close the street, the slaves would have returned long ago!"

The patrol camp closed the streets... Cao Hui nodded, poured a glass of water and handed it to Tingzhu, then she cleaned her hands and pulled up her sleeves, and ordered a few chefs in the kitchen who could cook seafood to follow her to the stove.

Cook Li went over to look at the things Zhu bought, and suddenly felt that Miss Xun, who had never been to a big kitchen before, was so skilled!

Here, the conversation between Baoxin Wang Zhao Qinglai and Xun Runweng and his son-in-law did not go smoothly.

Xun Run didn't speak much, and Sima Xuan took over many of Zhao Qingjue's words. Zhao Qingjue felt a little annoyed in his heart, and there was not much time left for him, but Mr. Xun still indulged Sima Yuanchu, the Lianwen Shujun, so much. Bing Luzi, who can't even write, is here for him and mud!

It's so annoying!

Zhao Qinghui was in charge of expanding the Jiayu Granary, the largest granary in Chao State, the year before last. He allowed his subordinates to profit from it, but the officials of Jiayu reported that more than half of the grain stored last year had been moldy. Unforgivingly want to investigate Shi Tianen, one of the core figures of the Baoxin Party, the servant of the Ministry of Industry.

In the end, Sima Xuan said some unreasonable words and left him to block them back.

Zhao Qinghui was about to speak again, but the bells of the Bell and Drum Tower could be faintly heard from outside - it was noon.

And the middle-aged man next to him who always smiled and said nothing, finally put down the teacup in his hand, and slowly opened his mouth: "There is a saying in the words of the Su University scholar, 'Snow foam milk flower floating afternoon cup, Polygonum velvet Artemisia bamboo shoots try the spring dish. The taste in the world is pure joy, "For decades, I have been entangled in the ups and downs of the officialdom, and I have never experienced such a leisurely and elegant life. It is a wonderful feeling, really wonderful."

At the right moment, Mother Jia's voice came in timidly from under the door: "Master, the food is ready, Miss, can I invite Master and guests to move to the dining room?"

Xun Run stroked his beard and smiled kindly: "Shan, let's pass on the meal—My lord, please move..."

Xun Run supported the table and was about to get up, Sima Xuan hurried over to help him - the chief assistant Xun Gong was only in his early fifties, but years of hard work and busyness made him look older than his peers. One day, he became ill suddenly, and he even needed someone to help him when he was sitting or lying down.

"Hehehe," Xun Run let Sima Xuan help him up, and while leading Zhao Qinghui to the dining room, he shook his head with Zhao Qinghui and sighed: "Old man, old man, I am blind and deaf, and I can't handle things. If it weren't for the young lady and uncle with the child Living in the mansion, if I go with Emperor Wu one day, no one will know, hehehe..."

"What did Duke Xun say?" Zhao Qinghui suppressed his temper and smiled warmly: "Gong Xun benefits the world and the people, and has both yin and yang virtues. The court will also rely heavily on Duke Xun in the future. Duke Xun will live a long life."

Sima Xuan silently helped Xun Gong go to the dining room, and silently made a concise and incisive evaluation of Zhao Qinghui's words - nonsense.

A group of people came to the dining room, and the meal had already been set on the dining table. Cao Hui was a female family member in the inner house and could not show his face here, so he stood behind the partition of the green gauze screen and bowed to several people from a distance.

Zhao Qinghui bowed his head far away, Xun Run waved his daughter back, and the three people in the dining room greeted each other and took their seats one by one.

And when Xun Rundang saw the thanks for the meal on the dinner table, the First Assistant Minister was overjoyed——

You can tell who made this lunch at a glance. There are three main dishes, braised conger eel in brown sauce, grilled sea cucumber with sea rice, pork ribs and sea cucumber, and three side dishes, scrambled eggs with black fungus, pickled radish sprouts in vinegar and stir-fried Celery, the staple food is rice.

Xun Run invited Zhao Qinghui to pick up the chopsticks, Zhao Qinghui sat still for a while, Sima Xuan felt that after returning home at night, he must reward his exquisite and thoughtful wife.

Conger eels, sea rice and sea cucumbers, hahahahaha...

The four borders of Chao Kingdom are connected to the land on three sides and the sea on the other - these seafood are naturally all from the East China Sea.

Pointing to the East China Sea in front of King Baoxin, what else could it be other than a metaphor for Zhenhai King Zhang Chao?

The meaning of this table dish is obvious - all the hard dishes come from the East China Sea. I am a native vegetarian here, and I don't have such a big appetite for meat.

Smart people never speak and act like soldiers in the army. In Zhao Qinghui's mind, using these things to express a tactful rejection is absolutely impossible for Sima Xuan and Lu Zi!

No wonder the stingy Xun Shechuan wanted to keep him for dinner!Zhao Qing put a chopstick of braised conger eel into his mouth without knowing the taste, praised the deliciousness with a smile on his face, and scolded the mother thief bitterly in his heart.

Sima Xuan secretly looked at Zhao Qinghui, and he couldn't say that he didn't have admiration in his heart. Since ancient times, the emperor was the loneliest when he was old. Forced to become such a good person.

Father, Sima Xuan is grateful in his heart, thank you for not having a son in this life...

After an hour:

"Master, I think the chief guard of Baoxin Palace must have someone's life in his hands,"

After sending away King Baoxin's chariot, Liu Sheng followed Sima Xuan and said, "That kid is very hostile. He doesn't look like an ordinary general and soldier from Chang'an, but rather a frontier soldier."

As he said that, Liu Sheng lowered his voice and said, "Han Suiwu, the guard next to the princess, once told me about the people who surrounded them that night. , that person..."

Sima Xuan's footsteps stopped abruptly following Liu Sheng's words, she turned her head, frowned and looked at Liu Sheng with a stern expression.

"Follow me!" The man with a hoarse voice turned around suddenly, and ran towards the next door with his clothes flapping.

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【Knock on the small blackboard】

The "Zhiqiu" and "Yashan Jue" in the article were both searched by the author from the hands of the elder brother at home. They are the crystallization of the wisdom of the elder brother and his elders, not the brain-dead author.