Chapter 56 Wei and Liang people

Author: Bailu Chengshuang|Release time: 06-08 17:35|Word count: 6068 People from the royal family of the Wei Dynasty have been wearing Ming Pei since they were born. Some images of flowers, birds, mountains and rivers.

This is the rule for everyone, with only one exception.

Yin Shi, the young master of the West Palace, does not enter the genealogy or the ancestral temple. Naturally, the front of the inscription does not have his own characters, only the back circle is engraved with "Ruisheng at the 20th day of October in the year of Kunzao Yuande", and a flower that is not yet. blooming flowers.

Changgui is holding this inscription right now.

Shen Zhiluo was stunned for a moment, and then his face became a little ugly: "Why are you holding this."

"I'm also very curious." Chang Gui touched the silk sash hanging on the jade with a strange expression, and raised his eyelids to look at him, "Why is there an inscription from the West Palace in the first prince's relics?"

In Chang Gui's eyes, Yin Ninghuai and Nishigong are inseparable, and it must be Nishigong's conspiracy that this thing can be buried with the first prince.

Shen Zhiluo looked at Chang Gui and sighed: "Before I went to Guanshan, I accompanied His Royal Highness to the West Palace. His Highness said that the little master has never been a member of the Yin royal family, and there is no need to bear the Yin royal family in the face of disaster. calamity, so he took this inscription and took it with him."

His face sank, and Chang Gui sneered: "You lied, the first prince hates the little master of the West Palace so much—"

"You hate her so much, and will you protect her well until death?" Interrupting him, Shen Zhiluo sneered, "It's always your servants who have hatred, he and Yin Huayue are blood and blood. Brother and sister."

Chang Gui choked, and there was a two-point fierce light in his eyes.

Ordinary people always have their own obsessions and knots, Shen Zhiluo was too lazy to talk to him, reached out and took this inscription over, and wiped it lightly.

"Do you have anything else in your hand?" he asked.

Chang Gui hummed and put his hand into his sleeve: "The two most important things are in your hands. You can only pick up some gadgets, and where do you need a national teacher to think about."

"Don't fool around." Shen Zhiluo lowered his eyes and rolled his sleeves.

Chang Gui nodded, not knowing whether he heard it or not, he threw his hands at him and took Sun Yaozu out of the car.

Shen Zhiluo rubbed Ming Pei and looked at their backs, his eyes were slightly hostile.

The oil-paper bag in the sleeve seemed to have been loosened by the jolt of the carriage, and the aroma of fried puff pastry suddenly wafted out, filling the entire carriage.

Light purple pupils froze slightly, Shen Zhiluo lowered his head, took out the paper bag, frowned and looked at the greasy and salty bag.

How can there be a girl who likes to eat this.

Every time Su Miao encountered something good, whether it was food or something else, she would definitely give him a share. If she gave it to him face to face, her beautiful fox eyes would narrow and smile at him, and she would say something with a small mouth. The big pile, if it wasn't given in person, it would definitely be... Flicking open two pieces of pastry with his fingertips, Shen Zhiluo raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, he dug out a note under the pile of things. When opened it, there were two words on it.

bride price.

The previous bad mood seemed to be taken away by someone. He stared at these two words for a long time, and burst out laughing.

Her betrothal gifts are really varied. The last time she brought him a very delicious cake, and the last time she was given a pack of dried plum blossoms. This time, this is also a meat dish, and it can be a big betrothal gift. deal.

Thanks to her for being able to figure it out.

Shaking his head and sighing, Shen Zhiluo squeezed a piece of fried dough and put it in his mouth.

The flowing water banquet at the General's Mansion lasted for three days and three nights. Hua Yue was so exhausted that she almost fell asleep in the tub when she took a bath. It was Li Jingyun who took her out to wipe her body and change her clothes.

She was a little annoyed, she stretched out her hand to push him in a daze, but he grabbed her hand and said in disgust, "What are your nails looking like?"

With heavy eyelids, Hua Yue simply closed her eyes and muttered, "Come to cut it tomorrow, you don't have to worry about it, son."

What are you waiting for tomorrow, Li Jingyun pouted, pinched her fingers and took the scissors, lowered his head and wanted to start.

As far as the eye can see, there are two more scars on the slender fingertips, one seems to be pulled by a fine thorn, and the other seems to be cut by a knife, and the scabs are still new.

His face sank, and he put the scissors: "How did you do this?"

Hua Yue was about to fall asleep, she was shaken by him, her eyes opened with difficulty: "Well, I was not careful when I was working."

"Still working?" He laughed angrily. "Is this general's mansion short-lived or a downfall in the family, and wants you to work as a young lady?"

He shuddered, Hua Yue opened her eyes and couldn't help laughing: "It's just a small mouth, what are you in a hurry?"

"Master is not in a hurry." He gritted his teeth and looked for remedies indiscriminately, "Master just can't save face."

What's the matter with face? Hua Yue looked at the small wound and sighed, "Okay, be careful next time, concubine."

After all, he yawned, hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

Li Jingyun stared at her angrily for a long time. Seeing that she was really sleepy, he could only snort coldly, pinched her nails to trim them, and then got up and walked out.

It was said earlier that after the flowing water banquet, the servants in the house would have a half-day rest, so Huayue didn't get up early the next day, and lazily rubbed against the quilt, letting the sun shine on her face from the flower window.

"Little sister-in-law." Su Miao rushed into the door with her skirt in hand, and rushed to the side of her bed, "Little sister-in-law, why are you still asleep?"

After struggling to open half of her eyes, she asked "Huh?" suspiciously.

Su Miao smiled: "Get up to watch the fun. My cousin thought that the food in the house was not delicious, so he bought the chef's maid from Zhen Cuo Pavilion and the servants who beat him."

Hua Yue woke up: "What?"

Su Miao quickly reassured: "I know that the servants in this house have always been in charge of the little sister-in-law, but what my cousin did this time was not wrong. The old woman is still stubborn, saying something every day, and my cousin sent them away, and I feel happy."

Hua Yue got up, washed and cleaned up swiftly, sat back in front of Su Miao and frowned, "How come you can't get along with the people in the kitchen?"

"I don't know, the servant said that my cousin got up early and ate half an almond cake, and suddenly got angry."

Everyone else can say that there is a maid named Xiao Cai in the kitchen. Yin Ruan intervened to pass the news with her. Did Li Jingyun find something and suddenly started?

Heartbroken, Hua Yue's eyes sank.

She got up and walked to the kitchen, which was really full of new faces, but she saluted when she saw her, very well behaved. But when she wanted to help chop some meat and pick some dishes as usual, the maid in the kitchen seemed to have seen a ghost and asked her to go out again and again.

After standing outside and searching for a long time, she found that Xiao Cai was really gone, and Hua Yue was a little dazed.

What does Lee Kyung Yoon want to do?

Turning her head, she asked Su Miao, "Where did the third son go?"

Su Miao smiled and said, "I went to visit Kang Mansion early in the morning."

Kangfu? Huayue was puzzled and confused.

Su Miao immediately explained to her: "Lord Kang Zhen Zhongkang is my uncle's family friend. He has suffered a lot recently, so my uncle asked my cousin to visit him. It's also for my cousin's sake. After all, Lord Kang can be regarded as an important minister."

"I see." Hua Yue lowered her eyes, "I don't know anything."

Patting her shoulder in relief, Su Miao said, "What little sister-in-law wants to know, just ask me. I lived in the General's Mansion since I was a child, and there is nothing I don't know."

Her eyes lit up, Hua Yue turned her head and asked her, "Then do you know why your cousin and his wife had such a big rift?"

Su Miao paused and was a little embarrassed: "I haven't finished my words - there is nothing I don't know, except between my cousin and my aunt."

"..." Hua Yue bowed her head in disappointment.

"Hey, if I can say something else, I'll just say this Mr. Kang." Su Miao took her hand and walked out of the kitchen, and said as she walked, "Mr. Kang is also weird, although some people say that he and his uncle worshipped each other. Brother, but I remember that he hasn't had much contact with the general's mansion for so many years, and he has only moved around a few times recently."

Kang Zhenzhong was the one who strongly advocated the extermination of the Wei people, and Li Shoutian had different political views with him. How could the two have any relationship? It's just that in recent years, Kang Zhenzhong's power has fallen, and people are getting older, and this has stopped.

Hua Yue squinted her eyes, still a little distressed about the fact that she couldn't kill this person.

"I heard from the old lady in the mansion that when I was young, my uncle used to ride horses with Lord Kang from time to time." Su Miao pouted.

Huayue listened thoughtfully, and when she saw Frostfall later, she asked her to inquire about the relationship between Kang Zhenzhong and the General's Mansion.

Shuang Jiang said suspiciously: "The secret letter was not sent to Feng Mansion last time, could it be related to this matter?"

Kang Zhenzhong was on good terms with the general's mansion, so someone secretly prevented them from attacking Kang Zhenzhong. This statement is reasonable, but Hua Yue said solemnly: "If this is the case, those who obstruct it will know our identity and purpose."

Frightened and shivered, Frostfall hurriedly asked people to check.

I found very few things, only that General Li and Kang Zhenzhong grew up together, but ten years ago, the two broke up for some unknown reason and never saw each other again.

With such a strange relationship, is it worth someone in the general's mansion to protect him?

Huayue stared solemnly at the flowers on the windowsill, lost in thought.

In the middle of June, Li Jingyun was personally appointed by His Majesty and took up the post of Protector of the Great General. He inspected the troops of Jinghua internally, and inspected the garrisoned troops in various places. He held real power.

This was an incredible job. No matter how strict Li Shoutian was, he couldn’t help but be amused for several days. The congratulations sent to the General’s Mansion were incessant, and even Huayue was stuffed into several boxes full of jewelry. .

She was a little uneasy, this was not something she should receive, so she did not dare to touch the dazzling array of phoenix hairpin rings. To watch Su Miao's wedding ceremony, she also wore the jewelry that Li Jingyun gave her earlier.

Li Jingyun changed his clothes and reached out his hand to get the boots on the Bogu shelf.

"What are you doing?" She stopped him, looking alert.

Li Jingyun was dumbfounded: "Wear boots, what else can you do?"

Hua Yue found him another pair of boots: "Wear this."

"Why?" he said amusingly, "the boots have been out for almost a month, don't you really want to worship them?"

"No." Hua Yue denied it with a serious face, but she just wouldn't let him get it.

What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot? Li Jingyun wiped his face, hugged the person and said softly: "Master is wrong, Master has already admitted it, and I won't lie to you next time."

Hua Yue looked up at him, obviously disbelieving.

He lowered his head and pecked her ear temples. He chuckled and coaxed: "When Su Miao gets married, I will take you to a place where you can walk with these boots."

Isn't this still nonsense, Huayue stretched out her hand and pinched him, Li Jingyun smiled and avoided her, took the brocade boots over her, put them on and looked at them, reluctantly said: "Well, it's alright."

Then he went out to find Wen Guzhi and the others.

This group of brothers, most of whom are married, usually wear clothes and shoes made by their own wife. When chatting in leisure, they will also show off a few words, saying that this is the craftsmanship of the wife, and they have done it for more than half a month.

Li Jingyun thinks that they have never seen the world, they are just boots, why are they showing off?

Like him, standing in front of this group of people, he didn't say a word.

"Third Master." Wen Guzhi looked at him and asked with concern, "Is your right foot injured? You lift it so high."

"No." He brushed the upper of the shoe lightly, "I just came over and got a little ash."

Liu Chenghe didn't know why: "Is it possible to wear boots that don't stick to ashes?"

Xu Changyi didn't understand what it meant either, so he looked at the pattern on the boots and said casually, "It's quite ingenious."

"Where is it." Li Jingyun waved his hand, "It's not worth mentioning."

Having said that, the raised right foot did not put down.

Wen Guzhi pondered the taste, his brows moved, and then he smiled: "Little sister-in-law is very skilled in craftsmanship, this is a lot of work, why is it not worth mentioning? The third master must also learn to love people."

When the other two heard it, they admired Imperial Doctor Wen's flexible mind, and then cupped their hands: "Good boots, good boots!"

Li Jingyun smiled with satisfaction, Shi Shiran put down his legs, and then turned his head to see the excitement in front of him.

Today is Su Miao's big wedding, the scene is very grand and grand, and the dowry is also carried out in boxes after boxes. Su Miao's parents were both dead, so she only bowed to Li Shoutian and Mrs.

When a girl from another family gets married, she has to cry a few times, but Su Miao, if it weren't for the rules, she would be able to laugh out loud.

"You restrain yourself." Li Jingyun whispered when sending her out of the mansion, "If you don't know, you should think that the general mansion is a fire pit. It's a pleasure to see you jump out."

Covering the red hijab, Su Miao replied in a low voice, "Don't you know what I am happy about? Don't play tricks here, you laughed more than I did when you got married."

"That's why my grandfather married a good girl."

"I'm married to a good man!"

Su Miao was very unconvinced: "Don't run on people all day long, be careful that if I marry, it will become a splash, and help Shen Zhiluo to deal with you."

Li Jingyun rolled his eyes in disdain.

When he was about to get on the sedan chair, he looked at the girl and said in a low voice, "If you are wronged, run to me. It's not your fault."

A faint "um" came from under the hijab, Su Miao turned around, and took Xi Niang's hand onto the sedan chair.

Shili Hongzhuang went all the way forward, and Li Jingyun watched the sedan chair disappear at the end of the road before turning his head and saying, "Follow the Lord."

Hua Yuezheng was a little lost, and he was put on the horse's back unexpectedly, and subconsciously grabbed the saddle.

"What are you catching this for?" The person behind him sat up and hummed, "If you want to catch it, catch the master."

She pouted and whispered, "You like to jump off horses, so I won't catch you."

How long has it been, do you still remember grudges? Li Jingyun laughed and rode his horse forward.

"In the beginning, it wasn't that the Lord wanted to make things difficult for you. It's really that the marriage of the Han family cannot be decided. Once it is decided, the East Palace will turn against the Lord."

The wind whistled in his ears, and while the horse was galloping, he laughed at her in a low voice: "You too, if you knew you would marry your grandfather, why didn't you join forces with your grandfather earlier? It also saves you several whips."

It's unreasonable, who at that time could have predicted that so many things would happen later? Hua Crescent Teeth bit him so hard, she stretched her elbow and slapped him.

The man behind him was in pain and snorted: "You're not familiar with it, don't care how you pet you, you don't know anything."

Hua Yue squinted her eyes: "My concubine has clothes and jewelry that I thanked you for."

"Is that called fun, that's called perfunctory." He was displeased. "In the future, I won't bother to spoil you. Anyway, you won't remember the good things, and you will remember the bad things."

This is not the time for her to remember his goodness. His career is about to start, and she is beleaguered from all sides. She doesn't know what will happen in the future.

The horse galloped to an open field under construction, and there were craftsmen carrying civil engineering everywhere. Li Jingyun pulled the horse down and hugged her, motioning her to move forward.

Huayue remembered that when he was in the bridal chamber, he had said that the sage wanted to build a house for him, and he also used the soil on the Guanshan Mountain.

Inexplicably, she turned to look at him.

The person in front of him had a calm face, as if he was just taking her for a walk. He pointed to the wall just in front of him and said, "This is your yard."

Hua Yue looked over ignorantly and nodded.

He took her hand and said to her everywhere, "This is the kitchen, this is the backyard, here is a fish pond, and here is a bathing pavilion."

The two walked forward step by step in this noisy area, and finally stopped at a house that was being built the fastest.

"This is a Buddhist hall." Li Jingyun said uncomfortably, "If you want to incense and pray in the future, you don't have to run out, just right here."

The house is almost repaired to the beam, and there is an empty pavilion in the middle, and the things for the beam are placed on the high platform next to it, and it has not yet been put in.

According to the custom of the people of Daliang, the ancestral halls of Buddhist temples will definitely be hidden in the beams of the town in all directions. Some put peach wood and yellow talismans, some put jade treasures, and some have a bumpy family background. , in order to enjoy the incense.

Hua Yue walked over hesitantly, lifted the layers of red cloth, and glanced at the things inside.

One side of the golden silk nanmu carved flower box was nailed to the ground.

Reaching out to compare the size of the box, Hua Yue stared blankly at Li Jingyun, opened her mouth to ask him something, but she swallowed the words again.

As far as he could see, the man was dressed in a red python-patterned robe, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes facing her direction, a smile that was not a smile.

"It contains the picture of the Eight Horses that you destroyed." He said, "Don't look at it."

If it was really the Eight Horses, why would it be packed in a box? It's okay if he doesn't say this, but Huayue's nose is sore when he talks about it.

There is a big box buried in Guanshan, which contains relics wrapped in Huang Jin and a porcelain white jar. She got the relic back at that time, and was found before she could move the jar. thought he didn't know anything, and thought about finding the jar again next year, but now, most of it is in this box.

The craftsman next to the construction saluted her, picked up the box and climbed up the beam, put it into the beam, and began to seal it.

Huayue stood at the bottom, watching the wooden tenons close together piece by piece, she was a little dazed.

Yin Ru once told her that what Wei and Liang people can't coexist with is the hatred of destroying the dynasty and the hatred of the family, but all Wei people who have experienced it can't wait to eat Liang people's flesh. The people of Liang have high self-esteem and disdain to be in the company of slaves who have subjugated the country.

She looked sideways at the person standing beside her.

Is this the true face of this Liang person?

As the breeze passed, the black hair lightened, Li Jingyun quietly watched the beams closed, turned his head and asked affectionately"How can you watch such a boring thing for so long?"

Huayue: "..."

The emotion that had just surged in her heart disappeared in an instant, she held her hands and looked back gracefully, and whispered: "Liangren who don't know the etiquette are really annoying."

"Master hasn't disliked you Wei people for being overthinking, and the etiquette is cumbersome." He rubbed the back of her neck casually, and said indifferently, "Let's go, go home for dinner."

She frowned and followed, stubbornly said: "Wei people are polite and thoughtful, how can it be called cumbersome."

"It's just cumbersome."

"The barbarians."

"Master sent you to Jingzhao Yin Yamen to shout this sentence?"

"...What do you want to eat later, husband? Let me prepare."

The two walked farther and farther, and the last tile was placed on the beam that was being repaired behind.

Where the tiles fall, the sun is just right.

Before getting married, Shen Zhiluo hadn't slept well for several days, he didn't know what he was panicking about, he was restless, and his heart was uneasy, even though Zhou He Shuolai comforted him for a long time, saying that as long as he had a good life with Su Miao, nothing else was needed. Regardless, he still couldn't calm down.

This is a marriage full of interests, with enough pomp and enough guests.

But in the end, he and Su Miao were the only ones sitting in the bridal chamber.

The well-behaved grandma said that in the bridal chamber, one had to drink the wine, tie the clothes, and sleep on the cinnamon bed. Shen Zhiluo had memorized it many times, but when he really sat here—it wasn’t that he forgot, it was Su Miao. He took off his hijab, picked up his heavy skirt, and sat at the table, screaming, "But I'm starving to death, I'm not allowed to eat anything all day, and this outfit is so heavy that I almost fainted in the wedding hall. ."

Shen Zhiluo's hand holding the corner of his clothes froze blankly in the air.

"Hey, there's no one here, don't stand still, come and eat." She greeted him generously, "This roast chicken is not bad."

Staring at her for a long time, Shen Zhiluo laughed. How could he think that people like Su Miao wanted to get married properly? In her eyes, this marriage was the way to get her close to him justifiably. It wasn't a deal, and it wasn't a nervous marriage.

Getting up and sitting beside her, Shen Zhiluo asked, "You didn't hide something in your sleeves?"

"Where to hide, just this dress will kill you." She grinned and stretched her head, "Hurry up and untie this crown and this dress for me."