Chapter 19 Suddenly Reunion, Sure enough from the next world

In the memory of the beautiful scenery, most of the Chenguang was pleasant and relaxed. Or when they were very young, they were brought here by their grandfather on their shoulders. Sometimes they heard their grandfather talk about the past of the war in the south and north, and sometimes they also pestered their eldest brother to play, running and playing among the huge bookshelf, and playing the game of hide-and-seek that childhood loved. The laughter filled this quiet and deep space unscrupulously.

When you are a little older, you will know the meaning of Muhui Building.

Although his grandfather was a military general and was also literate, his career made him sit still. After the founding of Dalong, Xinxing Xungui was ridiculed by the families of the previous dynasty. The satire of "old man" and "true reckless man" was endless. With the political situation, he drove away from the northern plains, Emperor Taizong began to reusing literary ministers and reform the official system to let When the people rested and recuperated, my grandfather realized that the courage of martial arts alone was not enough to help the emperor stabilize the world. In order to let future generations become capable ministers of both literature and martial arts, he built this Muhui Tower and collected books.

After decades of efforts, the huge bookshelf of Muhui Building has gradually filled up, from poems and songs, travel notes, to etiquette and scriptures, historical books and military books.

The great reason why even Wei Yuan, a free and unrestrained talent, is willing to stay in the Duke's Mansion as a western seat is also because of the rich collection of books in the Muhui Building on the edge of the mirror pool. He even rejected the kindness of the Duke of Wei's unique courtyard for him to live in. He is willing to live in a few simple bamboo houses next to the Muhui Building. The picture is nothing more than leaving Muhui Building is closer.

I also like the scenery here.

I like these tall ebony bookshelf, like the strong aroma of paper and ink inside, and the unique charm that is not gorgeous, but simple and thick. My favorite is the poems and songs on the rows of bookshelves on the east side of the bottom.

He even likes Zhao Bo, the rather strange-tempered steward of Muhuilou. There are always many anecdotes and legends in his stomach, and only a pot of osmanthus alcohol is enough for him to tell the story of the first half of the day.

Bingjing came here for the last time in her previous life, but it was not a bright and pleasant memory.

It was the day before the Lantern Festival.

The wind was very sharp, blowing on her face like a blade passing by. The clouds in the sky were dark and low, pressing on the eaves, making her worry that there would be a snowstorm at any time, destroying the five-storey pavilion and destroying this prosperous era.

There was no festive festival in the state mansion. That year, the eldest brother died, the eldest sister died, and the grandmother held the sick bed. A series of bad news and sorrows made the house hover over the suffocating heavy and gloomy.

I don't know why she came here specially.

But the tall ebony bookshelf and the strong aroma of paper and ink can't give her any peace of mind. Instead, she feels that this quiet space hides a monster with teeth and claws. Her eyes are blue and will suddenly attack and devour her at any time.

She remembered the time when she played with her eldest brother and Yu Zhou in her childhood, and her heart stung sharply.

At that time, she complained about the ruthless fate and why she suddenly took away all this that she cherished.

It was here that she made her final decision.

You can't be swallowed up by fate. You must fight back, fight for the people in this world, and finally comfort her.

What a ridiculous decision. She walked to the entrance of hell by herself and looked forward to take a step forward and the spring flowers bloom.

The blood around the body seemed to be sprinkled with thousands of silver needles, slowly flowing, slowly tingling, and the trembling wrists could no longer bear the weight of the book. The thick book fell on the black wooden floor with a "bang".

Yu Yu raised his eyes from the side and looked this way.

Against the black hair, his face is still so familiar and pale, but it is not like the haggardness when he was sick in that life. It is like a beautiful sheep fat jade, glowing with a faint light, and his eyes are as deep as midnight. Even the bright light of the May sun is quietly swallowed up by these eyes.

is enough to devour everything.

The heavy sense of suffocation made it difficult for the scenery to stand, tightening the cold and thick bookshelf.

"Who's there--

It was not until then that Yijing saw Zhao Bogong standing on one side. His question slightly eased the pressure on Yijing's chest.

She put the armor into the palm of her hand and closed her eyes. After a deep breath, she felt that a heart began to beat slowly again. Sooner or later, she had to face it.

Coming out from behind the bookshelf, Yijing tried to make herself smile: "Zhao Bo, it's me."

"It turned out to be the Fifth Lady." Stewman Zhao smiled kindly: "Why did you get to this floor? Did you take osmanthus alcohol again to comfort the wine worm in the old slave's belly?

But Yijing obviously did not have the usual mood to have a funny conversation with Zhao, and her eyes stayed on the familiar face uncontrollably.

The descendants of the royal family Yu have a pair of phoenix eyes, like Yuzhou. The slightly raised corners of his eyes always set off his eyes, but the phoenix eyes of the son of Chu are slender and elegant, without publicity, and are all soft and calm.

If his eyebrows are dyed with black ink, his hair is long into his temples, and his nose is thin and his lips are tight. Because he has been suffering from illness for many years, his lips are extremely light, and his cheeks are cut off with sharp edges. However, due to his innate noble temperament and the elegant demeanor of the acquired cultivation, the sharpness of his cheeks has been diluted.

These are just like memories.

It's just that those deep eyes always seem to hide indescribable emotions, without the tenderness and indulgence in the memory. The four eyes are connected, as if a deep coolness penetrates in, making the scenery feel particularly strange.

He got up and bowed, smiling at the corners of his lips: "Five sister."

No! This is not the weak and gentle son of the King of Chu in my memory.

Although Yu is modest and modest, the indifference and loneliness between speech is so obvious.

Reject people thousands of miles away.

When steward Zhao was stunned, he seemed to wake up and explained with a smile, "Hasn't Wu Niang ever seen the son of the king of Chu?"

But I saw Yu Yu smile and said, "I'm not to blame my fifth sister. I was sick when I was young and didn't go out often. Later, although I was better, I went to Jizhou to study. I'm afraid my fifth sister doesn't remember me." The quiet eyes only stayed between the beautiful scenery's eyebrows for a moment, and moved away without a trace, as if looking at the dust dancing lightly in the beam of light.

At this time in his previous life, Yijing and Yu Yu had never talked. Many things in this life have quietly changed, including his first meeting with her, including his attitude towards her.

Cute and polite, but indifferent.

But at this time, he was indeed not an important person to him. His indifference was not abrupt. Yijing thought silently and bowed down: "I have seen the son of the king of Chu."

"I came to visit my brother. Unfortunately, he happened to give a lecture today. Now I saw that the fifth sister came here, and the brother must have been free. I'm going now and won't disturb the fifth sister's reading."

Two people destined to entangle two generations suddenly met, and the sound of peace in the beautiful scene never came out.

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A cup of clear tea was held in Yu Yu's hand, and the white smoke surrounded him, making his deep eyes like a layer of mist. After a long time, he tasted the blue soup in the celadon bowl, and his smile was slightly exposed in the corners of his lips.

How about it? This tea is cooked according to the ancient method, not the taste of brewing today. Wei Yuan urgently stared at the son of the king of Chu for fear that he would say "no difference".

Yu Yu nodded: "It's sweet and rich, lingering around the teeth, and it's unique."

Wei Yuan laughed and his eyebrows were full of color: "I know that you are a tea person, and it's not in vain that I was born with a stove to guard the fire."

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I didn't expect that there was still a lack of such a beautiful person beside my brother to make tea. When I left the college, my husband repeatedly told me to bring words to my brother, 'It's time to get a family and get a career'." Putting the tea bowl on the black case, Yu Yu also glanced at the bamboo house: "After three years, even these furnishings have not changed. It can be seen that the brother's heart is like still water, and he is really envious."

Wei Yuan waved his hand and stroked his short beard with only an inch under his chin: "It's hard to find a confidant since ancient times, so there's no need to add a irritable burden around him."

"Brother is trapped in this high-door deep house, how can he find a confidant?" Yu Yu said with a smile.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes slightly: "Are you here to persuade me to be an official?"

"If that's the case, I'm afraid my brother will regret your good tea." Yu Yu shook his head: "How can you not know that his brother Zhi is not on the eunuch's road."

Wei Yuan's smile returned to his face: "First of all, I really decided to stay in Jinyang and not go to Yizhou this time?"

Five years ago, Yu Yu was only eleven years old and decided to go to Mingshan Academy to study. Because of his illness, the king of Chu was very hesitant, and the old princess cried and held him in tears. But Yu Yu was very determined that although he was weak, he could not waste his time and become a mediocre sick man. What's the use of treating a serious illness in the future? Take care of your sick bed like a famous teacher. Even if you don't treat it in the future, your short life will not be mediocre.

The king of Chu couldn't persuade him, so he had to personally escort Yu Yu to Yizhou, and Wei Yuan was still in the college at that time. The two of them had the same temperament, appreciated each other, and became close friends.

Later, Wei Yuan was "exported" by his uncle, the famous scholar Wei Wangyong, and asked him to serve the court with what he had learned, but Wei Yuan did not want to become an official. After leaving Jizhou, he visited the mountains and rivers. In two years, he swam the famous mountains and rivers of Dalong. There were many beautiful poems, and the piano music he composed attracted the name of the brothels. As soon as the prostitutes competed for it, the reputation of the talent became so publicized.

However, he taught Wei Daru to attack his heart angrily and repeatedly scolded him, saying that Wei Yuan was in vain and consumed ten years of cold windows, which was heartbreaking.

Wei Daru fell ill in anger. Wei Yuan heard the letter and had to go back to Yizhou to visit the division commander.

So he ended his life as a prodigal son, but he still adhered to his own principles and refused to be an official.

Coinciding with the death of the old prince, Yu Yu returned to Jinyang to sue. Wei Yuan, who was depressed, asked his colleagues, and the teacher was at ease.

Unexpectedly, I learned that the Duke of Wei had such a Muhui Building, which collected thousands of books, among which were out-of-of-print rare books, so I was willing to be the west seat of the Duke of the State, teaching Lang Jun and the ladies piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and only wanted to enter the Muhui Building to read the books in my spare time.

Three years in a blink of an eye.

Wei Yuan and Yu Yu have frequent letters, but because Yu Yu has not returned to Beijing in recent years, the two have not seen each other for many years.

nodded and said, "I can't bear to let my grandmother care about me for many years. Finally, I have made some achievements in Mingshan Academy and got my husband's permission. It's time to come back. I'm not as free and easy as my senior brother. I just hope that learning will be useful."

"In my opinion, your body doesn't seem to be a big problem. Although you are still thinner, it is not difficult to see the high spirit." After touching the short beard again, Wei Yuan's eyes seemed to have a deep meaning.

"Haven't you ever heard that he has been plagued by a vicious disease since he was a child. Although he has been recuperated by a famous imperial doctor, he will not survive the crown year?" Yu Yu smiled and said that he was not depressed at all, as if he was talking about the life and death of others.

"I only believe in my own eyes."

Yu Yu shook his head, raised his eyes to look west of Jinyang outside the window, was silent for a while, and then said, "One thing, I have been hiding it from my senior brother. In fact, my evil disease is because..." He lowered his voice and quickly spit out two words.

"Is that true?" Wei Yuan was surprised: "How come?"

"It's useless to mention old things again." Yu Yu withdrew his eyes and fell into the celadon tea bowl: "Therefore, if it is not eradicated, it is indeed difficult to pass the crown year, but I will not give up easily until the last moment."

Wei Yuan was still immersed in shock. Many times he wanted to comfort him, but looking at the complicated and inexplicable look of his younger brother, he finally gave up.

"I know that my brother is not an unruly prodigal son, and I just don't want to compete with the mediocre people in the court for that official position, but my brother's ambition is no different from that." Slightly silent, I drank another cup of clear tea, Yu Yu said again.

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows and seemed to be a little puzzled.

"I think it's time for the senior brother to leave the palace." Smiling and putting down the celadon tea bowl, Yu Yu and Wei Yuan looked at each other: "Jin Xiang formed a party and controlled the official department, so that most of the local officials were his party apprentices. Among them, there were many people who bullied men and women and harmed the people. Qin Xiang fought for power with him. The party was constantly fighting, and the two central two phases had become water and fire. This time, the lower Zhizhou of Ninghai Prefecture was actually hidden. Kill, in addition to the emperor's anger, he is really worried..."

As he returned to Beijing, Yu Yu entered the palace to meet the emperor and the empress dowager. Because the king of Chu was deeply trusted by the emperor, and Yu Yu's talent was also highly appreciated by the emperor. In politics in the dynasty, the emperor did not say anything to Yu Yu, and even carefully told Yu Yu Yu.

Since the founding of Dalong, although the official system has gradually been innovated, the central two phases have always been under the control of the Jin family and the Qin family. One is the noble, who assisted Gaozu to build the country and was trusted by Xinxing Xungui; the other is the posthumous minister of the Eastern Ming Dynasty, who forced Emperor Ai to abdicated at the beginning, and his achievements were regarded as outstanding by the Wang family of the previous dynasty.

After the opposition, balance and melting of the two forces, they are now facing each other again. Jin Xiang and Qin Xiang even spoke ill of each other during the discussion, almost fighting, which led to chaos in the government, and the dispute between the two parties became more and more fierce.

It is difficult to choose who to give up.

Because the honor and disgrace of Jin Xiang is related to the interests of Xinxing Xungui, and behind Qin Xiang also stands the Senwang family.

Although it has not retreated, if it is ignored and the hidden dangers are buried deeply, it will inevitably lead to a great disaster in a few years. Therefore, the emperor raised the intention to build Tianchawei - this is a secret institution directly belonging to the emperor, which directly obeys the order of the emperor, and decides that the governor of Tianchawei must be a person trusted by the emperor wholeheartedly.

This glorious task fell on the king of Chu, so the emperor did not hide it from Yu Yu.

At present, Yu Yu told Wei Yuan about the existence of Tianchawei: "The court ordered the official to be assassinated, and there must be a conspiracy among them. Although the Holy Emperor ordered Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice to investigate strictly, he did not trust him wholeheartedly, so he let Tianchawei investigate secretly. However, Tianchawei is a secret institution and newly established. There are not many people available, brother, you Are you willing to take this secret order and go to Ninghai to secretly investigate the truth of the assassination in Pingjiang Zhizhou!"

How did Wei Yuan think of visiting a little friend who he hadn't seen for many years actually told him such a secret thing and wanted him to participate in it!

subconsciously waved his hand repeatedly: "I'm just an unruly scribe, and I can't bear this heavy responsibility."

"Brother's words can be hidden from others, but you can't hide them from me. The reason why you don't want to be an official is that you are extremely disappointed with the official system at present. There are many people who want to learn a lot in the world. However, if you don't come from a family, no one will recommend you, and you can't worship a famous teacher, you are destined to be silent for life, and it is difficult to carry out your ambitions, even if you are from a senior brother. Once the family enters its official career, I'm afraid it will be forced to give up its ambitions and be the mediocre person who welcomes it.

These words really hit Wei Yuan's pain. He withdrew his arm and put it on his knee. His smile was restrained, and his eyebrows were full of solemnity.

Yu Yu sighed: "At present, the election of officials is actually in the left and right. Although the emperor intends to reform thoroughly, he has to be afraid of the power of the nobles and the family. If people with a lot of learning are to be treated fairly, they must disintegrate the two forces' worship of the left and right two phases, so that they have no power to rely on. Only by truly gathering the imperial power of the Holy General in one hand can they be thoroughly reformed and establish a more reasonable system for the appointment and removal of officials. For those talents who study hard but have difficulty in their career, for the stability and prosperity of Dalong's future, and for the peaceful life and contentment of the people of the world, I beg my brother not to refuse again.

It was like a heavy hammer that hit Wei Yuan's heart fiercely. He studied hard in the cold window for more than ten years, and pressed the expectations of the teacher on his shoulders. He was not really a loose and free person. It can be seen that many classmates have grown from elegance and ambitions to those who have been cultivated and rich. Gradually, their hearts are cold. Only then they hide it with ** unrestrained, but they can sink more Nian's ambition, but in this early summer, after two teas, he struggled to wake up from his bones, got rid of depression and shouted in his blood.

"Sure enough, he is my best friend. He knows me very well, so he is not talented. He is appreciated by the son of the king of Chu. He should do his best to solve the problems for the emperor."

In the bamboo hall, Wei Yuan and Yu Yu looked at each other and smiled, drinking another cup of tea, thus concluding a promise.