Once magnificent, now brilliant

I don't know if Bai Junyu paid extra money for people to catch up with the work, but the clothes were delivered before and after Xian Xuan asked someone to make them.

Steward Pan touched the soft and beautiful material, and said happily: "General Bai has a heart. Look at these two scarves. The material is thin and transparent. You won't be hot if you wear it in summer, and you can wear it with any clothes. Fits well."

Qi Xiang stroked the pile of clothes, said with a slight smile, "Put it away first."

"You don't wear it?" Pan Butler asked in surprise.

Qi Xiang was drinking her scented tea, her eyes were already looking at the courtyard, "I am in this status, it is not appropriate to wear such a good material."

"What's wrong with this? The material that Young Master Xian sent is no worse than this." Butler Pan even felt that the style of these clothes was better and more suitable for Qi Xiang.

"Xianzhen's materials are good, but the style is ordinary, and the clothes won't attract attention. But these, if I am a commoner, others will say that I am arty, but if I am a slave, I will only think that I am over-the-top, which is not a good time. Put it away first, and talk about it later when you have a chance."

Butler Pan was also helpless, but he really thought Qi Xiang would look better in these, but Qi Xiang had his own ideas.

"Then I'll leave these two scarves outside for you. They're unassuming." Not using any of them, Pan Butler always felt it was a waste.

Qi Xiang couldn't find anything wrong, so she agreed.

Steward Pan also made up his own mind, and left two more underwear. The material of these clothes is very soft, and you can't see anything under them, so it's just right to wear them now.

After taking a shower at night, Qi Xiang put on a new undershirt, and kept his fingers on the neckline for a while, but finally he didn't say anything, and put it on by default.

The emperor gave the ministers another three days to rewrite, but the result was "the whole army was wiped out".The emperor once wondered if there was something wrong with the way he selected his courtiers. Is the imperial examination the only criterion for verifying whether a person has political ability?

Border wars could break out at any time, and it may be that news of Okawa's intentional conscription reached the Keli tribe, and the other side was also very cautious.The more cautious you are, the greater the hidden dangers. When the other party gives them time, they are also giving themselves time.

In desperation, the emperor summoned Qi Xiang.

Qi Xiang dressed simply and plainly, led by the old eunuch Li Gonggong who was beside the emperor, and went to the imperial study to have an audience.

"Little man Qi Xiang, I greet the emperor. Long live my emperor, long live." Qi Xiang knelt down and saluted. In the past, as a servant of a minister, he could also call himself a "minister", but now he can only use the title of "little man" up.This is not a humiliation to Qi Xiang, but a shortcut to make him remember his hatred more firmly.

"Pingshen." The emperor's tone was serious, and his eyes were full of scrutiny when he looked at Qi Xiang.

Qi Xiang got up and stood in the middle with her head bowed.

"Look up, I haven't seen you for many years." The emperor's tone was a bit emotional, and he didn't know if it was sincerity or pretending.

Qi Xiang: "The emperor forgives the sin, the villain has injuries on his face, and he is afraid of offending the emperor."

Since Qi Xiang was going to be summoned, he must have known about it, the emperor said calmly: "It's okay, you were also a child who studied in the palace before, and I have seen you several times, so there is no need to care about these trivial matters."

Qi Xiang raised her head slightly, and didn't look at the emperor, also avoiding a real collision.

Qi Xiang's face was pale, with abrupt scars, and even her hair seemed to lose its former luster, which was the same as what the emperor sent to find out. It seemed that her health was really bad.He still remembered that Qi Xiang was praised for being unparalleled in the public at the time, and when the words reached his ears, he also thought it was very true.But looking at it now, it is already bleak. The years of exile have smoothed Qi Xiang's strength of character and ruined that high-spirited young man...

"Give a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Eunuch Li brought a chair over and asked Qi Xiang to sit down.

"I heard that you are not in good health. I have asked someone to prepare some supplements. You can take them with you when you go back."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Qi Xiang said in a calm tone, as if he didn't know why the Emperor called him.

The emperor sighed softly: "At the time when Tai Tuo and Rong Cang came to intercede for you, I was already shaken, but I had to think twice about the situation at that time. Before the material disputes dissipated, you had already gone to Xizhen. If things need to be dealt with, I won’t be able to take care of them.”

Qi Xiang listened to these words with his left ear, but his right ear popped out. You don't have to believe a word of the emperor, the king's words are always self-interested words.

"Father made a big mistake back then, and the emperor dealt with it fairly, and the villain had no complaints." He would also say nice words, and if he took what the emperor didn't care about, he would be really stupid. , I am extremely happy and have no dissatisfaction. I just want to live in Beijing and live an ordinary life."

"I'm relieved if you can be so sensible." After these pleasantries, the emperor also got to the point, "I think your proposal on conscription is feasible, but no one in the court can write a decent story. I don't know if you can." Would you like to try writing it?"

Rong Cang "unauthorizedly" wrote his idea into a booklet and handed it to the emperor. It was already made clear when Rong Cang asked Qi Xiang what to do with the old play no matter whether it worked.So the emperor didn't need to beat around the bush when he spoke.

Qi Xiang also knew what the emperor thought and what was the real situation, and said: "At that time, the villain was just chatting with Xianzheng, but I didn't expect the emperor to know, it was the villain's nonsense."

"It's a trivial matter, and your idea is indeed effective." Qi Xiang said this, and the emperor was more sure that what he knew was the truth.

Qi Xiang: "Your Majesty, the villain has not written for a long time, and I am really not sure about it. If the writing is not good, please don't blame the Emperor."

The emperor: "Of course, you just try your best."

Qi Xiang was silent for a moment, then said again: "Your Majesty, the villain still has two ideas, which may be useful for conscription."

"Tell me." The emperor especially wanted to hear advice when the matter was not going well.

"Using opera to inspire people's hearts is a way, and at the same time, storytelling can also be used to assist in action. For ordinary people, listening to opera is more economical, but storytelling also has the advantages of storytelling, and a quiet storytelling environment makes people think more easily. Listening to books is all It’s about listening to the story, and part of listening to the opera is listening to the singing. If we can do both, maybe we can achieve better results.”

The emperor nodded, "That's right, what else?"

It's easier to arrange people to tell stories, and it doesn't take much time. It's easier than singing operas, but there won't be as many people listening to them as operas.

"Also, the emperor can arrange it and give the soldiers some convenience." Qi Xiang didn't go around in circles, and said in detail: "The easiest and feasible way is to increase the speed of letters between soldiers and their families, and to know each other as much as possible as quickly as possible. With the current situation, both parties can feel at ease, so that they can better perform their duties."

The letter exchange is faster, but it is just a matter of sending additional manpower, and it is not difficult for anyone.

The emperor pondered for a moment, and asked: "This is because your father has been fighting for many years and rarely replied, so you will consider this matter?"

Qi Xiang shook his head, "That's not the case. My father has always been dignified, and he is not lenient and doting on us juniors. He rarely writes back when he is away. Maybe he is afraid that we will worry too much and not be able to concentrate on studying. But not everyone is like a villain. Just like my father, on the battlefield, what can often comfort soldiers should be the letters with their families. The number of letters is up to the soldiers themselves, but the speed can be determined by human beings.”

Why father seldom writes because he is afraid that they will be worried, this is all made up by Qi Xiang, and there is no way to verify it anyway.When my father went to the battlefield, there were many letters, but they were not sent to him or his mother. Most of them were written to his brother, or asked his brother to pass them on to the third prince and others.

The emperor was noncommittal about the transmission of the letter, but he gave Qixiang the four treasures of the Wenfang, so that Eunuch Li sent him out of the palace.

After getting on the carriage, Qi Xiang asked the driver: "Is there any shop in Beijing that tastes good rose cakes?"

The coachman is the one that Steward Pan often employs, and he is familiar with him after coming and going. Today, Steward Pan did not come with him, so there is nothing to worry about being picked up by the coachman.

"The rose cakes in West Street Rumi Zhai are the best in Beijing. If you want to go, you have to go around far. Can you go?"

Qi Xiang sat down firmly and said, "Go."

"Okay!" The coachman put down the curtain and drove to the car.

The nightless street in central Beijing is near West Street. In the evening, there are a lot of people here, and the atmosphere in the market is very heavy.

After the carriage stopped, the coachman said: "Young master, don't get down, there are many people here, I will buy it for you."

"Excuse me." Qi Xiang handed over the money.

The coachman entered the shop, Qi Xiang raised a little curtain to look outside, there were a lot of hawkers buying snacks, shouting everywhere, the women bought them and took them home to eat, while the men ignored the elegant etiquette and ate as they walked.

With a casual glance, Qi Xiang saw Bai Junyu at the corner of Rumi Zhai, and there was a pretty girl standing with Bai Junyu.

That girl's face is like spring peach, her skin is creamy, she is wearing a yellow satin dress with two butterflies playing in the water, a red coral flower hairpin on her head, and a pair of white jade bracelets made of ice crystals in her hands. It should be Miss He that Bai Ru mentioned before, right?

Qi Xiang's heart was suddenly frozen through by counting nine times of ice, and even the possibility of slowing down was so slim, it didn't hurt, but it was so cold that it made him shiver.

He heard Bai Junyu say: "It's the last few rose cakes, call me sooner next time."

The girl smiled coquettishly and said: "If you can't make it, brother Bai will pick flowers for En'er, and En'er will make it for you to eat."

Bai Junyu's tone overflowed with a smile, "The roses in Beijing are not in bloom at this time of year. If you want them, I have to ask the boss where he got them from."

The coachman came back with a helpless face, and said to Qi Xiang in a low voice, "Master, the rose cakes have just been sold out, why don't you have something else?"

Qi Xiang didn't want to stay any longer, and said softly: "No need, let's go back."

After the coachman responded, he drove the car again and left West Street.

Qi Xiang closed his eyes, fingered the clothes in front of his heart, and suddenly remembered that when he was in prison waiting for his distribution, Xian Xuan came in to see him through various connections.

At that time, Xianxuan asked him, should he tell Bai Junyu what he has been thinking for many years?In case of farewell, it is unknown whether we can see each other again in this life.

How did he return?

He said: "No need. I wish you love is love, and love alone is also love. Now that I have reached this point, the word love is too extravagant. He... probably doesn't care about the love of the son of a guilty minister. That's all, Let me keep a thought for myself, it's better than listening to him say unfeeling words."

He didn't say his love, and Bai Junyu didn't say unfeeling words, but at this moment, he didn't feel any better than hearing unfeeling words.

He has lost Bai Junyu, no matter how much love and obsession he has, he can only bury it in his heart. This is the best choice for him and Bai Junyu.He is incomparable and incompetent, so don't worry about it anymore...

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