He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

The gap between heaven and earth in life is like a gap between white horses, all of a sudden.

For five years, the old willow tree in front of the city gate has withered and flourished, the mud monkey children shuttling in the streets and alleys suddenly turn into childish teenagers, the flowing water under the mottled stone bridge, and the romantic young man sleeping soundly on wine is boating on the stream.

Lin Chenzhou wore a bamboo hat, propped up the blue waves with one pole, and the water ripples swayed, slowly drifting across the Fengle Bridge.Inside the black-covered boat, He Xichen was ups and downs with the waves, resting his temples with one hand, closing his eyes and sleeping lightly.

"Young Master Arui, I'm here to fetch wine." Lin Chen called out as he tapped the bamboo pole and stopped the boat on the shore.

Ah Rui's hand trembling to settle accounts, shook off the ink dots the size of tadpoles.

"Got it! Every time I come here, I'll be surprised!" Ah Rui has a bad temper, but the wine he makes is top-notch. He took down a jar of "Mountain and River" from the top of the cabinet, and handed it to Lin Chenzhou angrily.

"Mr. Li...in it?" He glanced into the boat, only to see a figure leaning on a low table, "Sleep again, all I know is sleep all day long!"

"Master didn't sleep well last night." Lin Chenzhou said.

"Hmph! I must go to Leyou Pavilion again to find that Ah Fei!" This was full of jealousy, but Ah Rui didn't realize it at all, she gave Lin Chenzhou a glance and then walked away.

Lin Chenzhou touched his nose in embarrassment.

There was a muffled laugh in the boat, and he reluctantly took the wine jar in: "Master."

The crow-colored clothes were too old-fashioned and heavy, but He Xichen wore them with an indescribable elegance. He took the round wine jar: "Let's go, Jiang Xuanzhen is still waiting."

After graduating from the Guozijian, Yang Jun was selected as the governor of the Zuojun; Xu Yan passed the examination quietly and got 27; They all wrote letters to him, with affection between the lines; free-range Qu Lingfang carried bamboo baskets on her back, ran up and down, recorded many anecdotes, and seemed to have gone to the south of the Yangtze River recently.

The prodigal youths of those days are now gradually stepping into the vortex of the court, and there is only one He Xichen left, who walks on the horse Zhangtai, sleeps in flowers and sleeps in willows, and his reputation is really too frivolous.

Although the gentleman friendship between him and Song Yan is open and frank, it can't stand the speculation of others. In the eyes of the whole Chang'an city, when these two people walk together, they will occupy [-]% of the romance in Chang'an city.What about Luan Lingxiang and Dushan Jade, nothing compares to just looking at them.

The river is swaying, and the spring breeze is blowing, full of intoxicating fragrance.Jiang Jin hid under the ancient banyan tree by the river, calmly waiting for the familiar awning boat.

Fengle Bridge was not far from Luanlingxiang, he had always disliked coming here, and because his teacher got addicted to alcohol, he was thrown here for drinking.He Xichen and Zhang Zhi were drinking buddies and bad friends. They saw him in a dilemma more than once, so they simply helped him out. This gang lasted five years.

"Young Master Jiang." Lin Chenzhou saw Jiang Chen on the bank from a distance, hit the bamboo pole, and made a circle to support him.

"Excuse me." Jiang Chen said.

"You've been saying this for five years. It's your ability not to say it." He Xichen got out of the boat tent, "Here you are!" little bit.

"Thank you." Jiang Chen kept his eyebrows closed.

He Xichen asked: "Didn't you catch your son-in-law the day before yesterday? Has anyone picked you up?"

The results of the three-year examination were released the day before, and all the young men in Chang'an were moved by the news, carrying ropes and sedan chairs, and even prepared the wedding hall, just waiting for a Jinshi to be recruited and given a small admission.

Zhang Zhi, who specializes in selling apprentices, told him that when Jiang Chi returned to Yunqi that day, his hair was scratched, one of his shoes was lost, his clothes were disheveled, and he was in a mess.If one day he could see this moody Jiang Chen showing such an expression, he would definitely be more happy and eat three bowls of rice.

"A few of them are really excited."

He Xichen chuckled, and jokingly said: "Looking at your appearance, you will probably be selected as an envoy to visit flowers. When the time comes, you will go to various houses to pick famous flowers, and there will inevitably be some little princes who will give you a sneak peek. Remember to seize the opportunity, Zhi Xing My old friend is worried about your marriage."

Jiang Chen finally raised his head and took a look at him: "This year, the general's mansion is still closed to thank guests?" Didn't the last recruiter excitedly go to Zhenguo General's mansion just to meet He Xichen, but was turned away in the end? .

"My father has never been able to get along with scholars." He Xichen said, looking at the sun, "It's getting late, let's say goodbye. This should be the last time I'll fetch you wine."

Jiang Chen seemed to have something to say, so he paused for a moment and said, "Farewell..."

Even if I become an official, I will still drink for the teacher... I still don't like Luan Lingxiang...

It wasn't until the crowd hugged him onto the horse that Jiang Chen woke up from a panic like a dream. He quickly returned a salute, and rode the horse first with another selected envoy.

Before the banquet in the apricot garden began, the crowd first selected two young scholars as flower inspectors. The two flower inspectors went first, followed by the other Jinshi. They traveled all over Chang'an's famous gardens and bought precious flowers.

Everything went according to He Xichen's expectation, Jiang Chen was selected as the envoy to visit the flower.He doesn't like to talk, as for the other...

Xu Yan didn't take him seriously at all, no, Xu Yan didn't take anyone seriously.

The two were silent, and stopped at a fork in the road. After a few seconds of silence, the two drove their horses to turn to the left at the same time.

"Which one are you going to?" Xu Yan asked.

"Zhang Yuan. Which one are you going to?"

"Lu Yuan."

The red and black horse stopped in front of the closed gate of the General's Mansion. Although it was expected, Jiang Chen was still a little frustrated.He and Xu Yan, who also couldn't hide his disappointment, looked at each other for a while, and at the same time turned their heads away in embarrassment.

The two walked around the wall resolutely. Inside the wall were planted long stretches of crabapple trees and pear trees. The flowering season was just right, and they were all blooming enthusiastically. The pink and white ones were full of large clusters, crowded together, watching gratifying.

To be honest, Li Jingfeng is in the apricot garden right now, and there is no one in the general's mansion. According to He Xichen's romantic reputation, he must go to Luanlingxiang to find him at this time.But the thought of him hugging someone he doesn't know, making love to me, or showing affection, probably half of the people in Chang'an City will go crazy.

"How did you two get here?"

Both of them startled and looked up.

He Xichen half-lyed on the pear tree with a book in his hand, one leg resting on the branch, the other dangling in the air, layers of snow-white pear blossoms colored his frost-colored single clothes, as if growing out of the pear bushes The fairy that came out.

"You..." Jiang Chen finally saw someone, but he didn't know why he came to him, so he said, "Be careful..."

"Li Lian is moving! I'm here to ask you for flowers! Will you give it? Don't let me down!" Xu Yan suddenly shouted, with a menacing manner, as if he was here to collect debts.

The corner of He Xichen's mouth raised, showing a different kind of leisurely complacency: "What's the benefit of giving it?"

Xu Yan's eyes widened: "Li Buyi, you are not human! I have worked so damn hard for so many years... I finally got a good name, and you still want to take advantage of me!" As he spoke, his eyes were a little sour, and he quickly lowered his head , to cover up his agitated mood.

Suddenly a branch full of pear blossoms stretched out in front of him from top to bottom, full of elegant fragrance.

"...I didn't say no...Xu Jiling, I'll give it to you. Congratulations to the high school."

Xu Yan took the pear blossom branch, and tears fell down all at once.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing! Isn't it..." He Xichen supported the blue tiles on the wall with one hand, leaned down, and really couldn't understand his sudden and surging youthful thoughts.

"I'm fine!" Xu Yan covered his eyes and roared viciously, "I'm fine!"

"Oh." He Xichen hurriedly responded.

Jiang Chen, who was beside him quietly and without interrupting, pursed his lips, and lowered his eyes to cover up complicated emotions.He suddenly regretted coming here, and his fingers holding the rein trembled slightly.

"Jiang Xuanzhen, take it!"

Jiang Chen's head buzzed, and when he looked up, the bright and clean pear blossom branches were climbing towards the frost-colored single clothes, and the flower shadow covered the face with a faint smile.He suddenly became a little happy, as if golden honey gushed out from his heart continuously, covering his whole body.

"Thank you... Lian Dong..."

"You're welcome."

Xu Yan pursed his lips and secretly counted the flowers on the branches of both sides.

Two more flowers, win!

Suddenly happy again.

Or exotic flowers and herbs, or fragrant towels and powder handkerchiefs, when other Jinshi returned with a full load, they only saw the two youngest and most handsome envoys holding pear blossom branches, one pursed his lips and smiled self-sufficiently, and the other drank by himself, laughing foolishly with.

***

When Li Jingfeng returned home from Xingyuan, He Xichen had already slept in Pipaxuan.

"Hush—don't wake him up." Li Jingfeng called Lin Chenzhou to stop, but saw He Xichen's eyelids move, and he woke up leisurely: "It's okay, Father, I've been waiting for you."

Li Jingfeng sniffed the smell of alcohol on his body: "Wait a minute, I'm going to change clothes."

The Loquat Pavilion in the General's Mansion is built on the water, with ventilation on all sides and a good view. Once someone comes, you can quickly notice it.Li Jingfeng named it "Pipa Xuan" because he likes to eat loquats, but everyone thought it was "Pipa Xuan" after hearing it, and they didn't bother to explain, so they didn't distinguish between Pipa and Loquat.

"Son, you don't know the scene today, that scene, Qujiang drinking, reciting poems and fighting against each other, those old men with white beards are liked by Mr. Xiaolang! Son, don't you really think about going to the exam for fame? "

Well, it's the same old tune again.

He Xichen knew that Old Li was simply afraid that he would be wronged, but he didn't want him to enter the game and compete for power, but he really didn't have that intention.

It's not that he hasn't done power tricks, or that he has done too much.The admiration he deserves, the infamy he deserves, and the glory he deserves, he has experienced glory and loneliness along the way. Now he has a pot of good wine and a few confidants!The rest will be left to those who can.

He looked at Li Jingfeng with a smile, and looked at Li Jingfeng as if he died down first.

"All right, all right, I won't say anything!" He shook his head and sighed.

He Xichen took out the map of northern Xinjiang from his arms, which marked the attack and defense of each city in detail.If this defense map is leaked, it may cause an uproar.

"Since last year, the Beidi army has frequently violated the border, especially at the beginning of this year, a large-scale battle broke out here at Shahukou."

Li Jingfeng also became serious: "I have studied this battle, and the combat style is very similar to that of a Beidi prince named Xixi back then - feigning an attack in front to show weakness and lure the enemy, covering the flank attack. Tsk, it is exactly the same as his famous battle! But halfway through the beating, he seemed to be caught by his father and poisoned to death with a glass of poisoned wine."

The misfortune of the enemy country is the fortune of one's own, not to mention morality or injustice, each is just fighting.Gong Liang once said that within ten years, Beidi would definitely make a comeback, and of course he was happy that the other party lost a general.

"The king of Beidi died three years ago." He Xichen held his forehead thoughtfully.

Li Jingfeng said: "Is there anything strange? On the day he died, I had a three-day banquet to comfort the spirits of my brothers in heaven!"

"The Prime Minister of Beidi caused rebellion and supported the nephew of the King of Beidi, Nero. I heard that his politics is clear, his methods are superb, and he is quite a sage monarch. Father, do you think that Prince Xiexi back then is the current Nero?"

Li Jingfeng frowned instantly: "You mean..."

"I didn't doubt it that way at first, but Song Mingyue once told me that the current Beidi Wang is handsome and handsome, but his voice is hoarse and ugly, which is unbearable. When I was drinking tea in a teahouse, I had contact with some merchants who traveled far and wide, and talked about it. After some "rumors" from Beidi, and what my father said just now, I have such a guess. "He Xichen shook his head and smiled, "Secrets about the palace...after all, it's just speculation, and it takes my father to fight him once to determine the truth. "

"I don't care if he's pissed off or not, come and I'll fight one! The situation in northern Xinjiang is unknown, and within a year, war is inevitable." Li Jingfeng asserted, and sighed again, "The struggle between the court and China is getting more and more severe , this year's No. [-] Scholar is related to Yun Qi, and the princelings won the top spot, so I don't know how Yang Zihou will fight back."

"Wait and see." He Xichen only said four words.

Li Jingfeng glanced at him, and suddenly said with a smile: "Hey son, you and that Song Mingyue are so close, can you develop something?"

The tension between the court and China is becoming increasingly tense, and Song Yan is also very distressed. He and his mentor Fan Weizheng have some disagreements in the court hall. Recently, they often quarrel.

The two once swam with their arms together during the Qingming Festival, listening to the rain to find a quiet place, and when the moon was on a tall building, they burned incense and played the piano, and they echoed in unison, like ducks in water.If you talk about affection, it's just a sympathy for each other that has nothing to do with romance.

He Xichen picked up the teacup and gave him a sideways glance.Li Jingfeng fell silent immediately, but he still didn't give up. He pestered him: "What about the young master who often comes to you to play chess? His father is a noble man with Taishi Ling, and the son he wants to raise is not bad. I See how well he suits you."

After the Yun Qi game five years ago, Sui Qu Zhi would sometimes find him to play chess, he would leave without delay after the game, he is a naive young man who is ignorant of the world.They only exchanged occasionally on chess, and He Xichen really didn't know how the old man could tell that they were a good match.

He could only sigh aloud: "Old Li, are you hungry and dizzy? Shen Zhou is outside, let him make some supper to refresh his mind."

Li Jingfeng touched his chin and thought for a moment: "How about Huaishan Pork Rib Soup?"

"Very good." He raised his voice and shouted, "Shen Zhou!"

***

Yang Dun's counterattack came faster than they expected.

In July, Yushitai wrote a letter to impeach Zhang Zhi, the Minister of Taichang Temple, accusing his poems of evil intentions, satirizing current affairs, and dissatisfied with the current emperor.Everyone pleaded to no avail, Zhang Zhi was arrested and tortured in Dali Temple.Thirteen days later, Zhang Zhi was demoted to Langzhou.

The sky is not clear yet, it is foggy, the whole Chang'an city is still sleeping, only the fish sellers beside the city gate are working hard day and night.Zhang Zhi raised the front curtain of the car, and looked back at the majestic city wall for the last time.

Two days ago, he dismissed his servants, simply said goodbye to his friends and students, and asked them not to send them off.After all, he was accused of being dissatisfied with the emperor, and no one dared to bid him farewell publicly.He understands, and he doesn't want anyone to ruin their future because of a moment of enthusiasm.But, after all, a little sad and lonely.

"Let's go!" He put down the curtain.

The sun peeped out a touch of orange from the distant mountain peaks, the carriage rolled over the smoky gravel road, the melodious sound of the flute passed through the mist, echoed in the empty streets, and reached Zhang Zhi's ears at the same time.

Zhang Zhi trembled suddenly, opened the window and looked back——

On the top of the city wall, He Xichen had disheveled hair, obviously arriving in a hurry.He held a bamboo flute in his hand, and played it by his lips. His toga with long sleeves was indistinct in the wind and mist.Qingyue's flute sound does not show the slightest melancholy, but willful and heroic.

"I don't play "Yangliu Zhici" but "Youth Tour", can I still be a boy at my age?" Zhang Zhi couldn't help saying something, but suddenly slowly let go.The vicissitudes and emotions of decades of ups and downs in the court finally turned into a comfortable and open-minded poem by the ancients.

"I recall drinking on the Wuqiao Bridge in the past, and most of the seats were heroes.

Long ditch Liuyue went silent.

In the shadow of apricot blossoms, playing the flute till dawn.

It has been like a dream for more than twenty years, although this body is shocking.

Take a leisurely visit to the small pavilion to see Xinqing.

There are so many things in the past and the present, the fisherman sings the third watch. "

It doesn't sound good, but don't be surprised.

The old voice and the sound of the flute gradually dissipated in the dust and sunlight in the horizon.

Zhang Zhi didn't get back into the car until the city wall was covered by tree shadows.

"Forget it! Little friend Liandong, the old man will come whenever he goes!" He clapped his palms and laughed, and burst into tears the next second, "When the old man comes back, I will drink wine and plant flowers with you, and get drunk together in the mountains and rivers."