Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Interpretation of different dreams

Nan Gongrang was at the peak of spring and autumn, with nine sons and three daughters.

The eldest princess Nangong Sunu was married last year. A few days ago, Nangong Jingnv left the palace angrily and was a little afraid of living alone.

Nangong Shunv's face turned red and then turned pale, and she stomped her feet: "If I don't tear up your clever mouth today, let's see if you dare to tell Father!"

Nangong Jingnv stuck out her tongue playfully, picked up the hem of the palace dress and ran away.No elegant posture, no court etiquette is completely ignored.

Nangong Shunv chased after her. She was wearing a man's gown and she was older. She caught up with her within a few steps.

Nangong Jingnv exclaimed, begging for mercy again and again: "My good sister, please forgive me! Jingnv will never dare again."

Nangong Shunv snorted coldly, then put away her scratching hands, pinched Nangong Jingnv's pink and jade-carved cheeks: "Don't tell others."

I don't know what the two sisters said, but they laughed together, and they entered the house hand in hand again. It is not difficult to see that the relationship is very good.

Nangong Shunu hid the folding fan in her sleeve, looking a little shy.

This pair of folding fans was forgotten by Gong Yanghuai by the stream, and she picked it up.

Let's say that Gong Yanghuai was supported by two friends back to the mansion, the concierge immediately greeted him, called several servants to take Gong Yanghuai, and sent the two students who had sent them back to the door, thanked him repeatedly before returning .

The servant supported Gong Yanghuai and walked into the yard, the porter gritted his teeth and followed step by step until he reached the door. Gong Yanghuai squinted his eyes and asked, "Why don't you stay at the porter to guard well, why are you coming here?"

The porter bowed and said, "Second Young Master, I have something to report."

Gong Yanghuai waved his hand and Ding led the order to retreat, the porter knelt down in front of Gong Yanghuai tremblingly: "Second Young Master, a young scholar came here today and claimed to be an old friend of the Young Master."

Gong Yanghuai didn't take it seriously: "Have you left your name?"

"Stay, stay... The other party calls himself Qi Yan, from Jinzhou."

Gong Yanghuai reacted for a while, then his eyes widened suddenly: "Where are others!?"

The concierge tremblingly took out the jade pendant from his pocket and offered it with both hands: "The young master ordered the villain to pass it on to the second young master, and the young one would walk away if he didn't pay attention."

Gong Yanghuai grabs the jade pendant and examines it carefully: it is the piece that he gave to Qi Yan back then.

Taohuaniang's stamina was picking up, he held the door frame and shouted in displeasure: "Since you have shown the token, why don't you entertain me? Why do you let people go away like this?"

The concierge broke out in a cold sweat, and said falteringly: "The young master handed over the jade pendant, turned around and left, young one, the young one didn't react for a while."

Gong Yanghuai sneered three times: "Tie..., that friend of mine is not rude, you must be the one who neglected me."

The concierge knocked his head on the ground and dared not answer, Gong Yanghuai let out a long sigh: This concierge is also an old man in the mansion, but he is a bit snobby because of the rotten atmosphere of the capital.His father and elder brother have always ignored these things, but he has never liked this bureaucratic attitude. Three years ago, he heard that there might be Enke, so he secretly left the house to take the exam.After finally meeting a friend who is like-minded and doesn't care about his background, he was driven away by his concierge!

Gong Yanghuai recalled Qi Yanlai: Although he was humble and polite, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and I don't know if this will cool the other party's heart.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously touched his bosom, only to find that the folding fan that asked Qi Yan to write an inscription three years ago was gone!

This time Gong Yanghuai was completely sober from the wine, and kicked the doorman in a rage: "Quickly prepare the sedan chair!"

"Second Young Master, that Young Master may come again in a few days. Where can you find him in this vast crowd? If you are drunk, you should go back to your room and have a good rest. I will find it for you!"

"My son lost something important, prepare the sedan chair!"

The porter heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that: "Young one, let's go."

Gong Yanghuai hurriedly returned to the stream in a shoulder-resistant sedan, the wine party was gone, where is his folding fan by the stream?He had no choice but to go back in a daze, and the next morning, he got dressed and went out alone to look for Qi Yan.

It's just that the capital city is so crowded, how easy is it to find someone?

His father, Gong Yangzhong, reprimanded Gong Yanghuai after hearing about it and issued a foot restraint order, which cannot be lifted until the final exam.

Qi Yan still rented a quiet small courtyard in the outskirts of the city, but the prices in the capital are not as good as other places, and some things happened during his travels, after paying the rent, there are only a few copper coins left in his pocket.

He took the manuscript and went into the city, and went straight to a study to find the shopkeeper, hoping to find a job of copying books to satisfy food and clothing.

The other party looked at Qi Yan's words with suspicious eyes: "You wrote this?"

Even though Qi Yan has intentionally restrained his strokes, it is still a rare good character in the eyes of the other party.

Qi Yan replied respectfully: "Exactly."

"Ma Liu! Bring a pen and paper!"

The clerk brought the pen and paper, and the shopkeeper Qi Yan raised his chin: "Let me see if you write a few words. If the words are really what you wrote, the price is easy to say."

Qi Yan wrote a small order under the watchful eyes of the shopkeeper, and the other party said excitedly: "Good calligraphy! Good calligraphy! Since the young master has learned the good calligraphy of Wei Bei, why should you go far away? Why don't you leave a few pieces of calligraphy and sell them on behalf of the shop?" how?"

Qi Yan shook her head: "To tell you the truth, I came to Beijing to participate in the next year's Spring Festival. I thought of copying books because I was ashamed, and I dare not sell calligraphy."

The status of merchants in the Wei State was low, and no matter how poor scholars were, they would not bother to associate with merchants.Selling words is even more degrading, and if it is spread, people will be criticized.

The shopkeeper was a little surprised, and looked at Qi Yan again: If you want to participate in Chunwei, you must be a talent candidate, even if you are a person in the capital, it is too expensive.There is no need to kneel down to see other officials before being dispatched.

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "It turns out that it is the master Juren, sorry for the stupidity of the old man."

Qi Yan returned a salute: "Don't be like this, old man. Dare I ask if there is a job?"

The shopkeeper brought a book and the cut rice paper and handed it to Qi Yan: "The wages for a book are two hundred copper coins, and I will add an extra hundred copper coins for your good handwriting. , please come again in ten days, you and I get both money and goods."

Qi Yan nodded, and put the manuscript into the cage.Seeing that Qi Yan was plainly dressed and gentle, the shopkeeper raised his hand to stop him.

"Master Juren, take a step to speak?"

The two came to a secluded place, and the shopkeeper said in a low voice: "Forgive me for saying something that should never be said, the price of goods in this capital is not comparable to other places. There are still a few months before the big exam, you go out to meet friends, food and clothing, even Pens, inks, papers and inkstones all need a lot of silver. If Chunwei High School will award the heralds a reward of at least one tael of silver in the future. This old man knows that you disdain business, but the old saying is that you are prepared and you will be safe, right?"

Qi Yan nodded: "The old gentleman is right."

The shopkeeper said again: "You might as well take a pseudonym or nickname, and send the written words to the shop. To tell you the truth, many students who are in a similar situation to you have done this. This old man After more than a hundred years, Jian Study has a very good reputation, no matter what kind of old man you are in the future, you will never reveal a word, so you can rest assured."

"The old gentleman is kind enough to accept it, let me go back and think about it for a while, and I will give you an answer when the book is handed in."

"Okay, okay, this old man will take you out."

"Old gentleman, please stay."

……

In the middle of the night, there was a scream in Ganquan Palace, and Sijiu, who was guarding outside the palace gate, pushed open the palace gate and hurried in: "Your Majesty!"

Nangong Rang sat on the dragon bed panting heavily, Sijiu knelt outside the curtain, and asked softly, "Is Your Majesty a nightmare?"

Nangong let out a long breath, raised his wide sleeves and wiped off the sweat on his forehead: "Sijiu..."

"The slave is here."

"Quick pass on Deacon Guan Tiansi."

"Yes."

Half an hour later, a middle-aged man wearing a crescent white dress with the pattern of the Big Dipper embroidered on the front entered the main hall, and knelt outside the dragon tent: "Guo Qingliu, the deacon of Guantian Division, sees Your Majesty."

"Forty-nine, watch the seats."

"Yes."

Sijiu moved a small stool for Guo Qingliu and exited the hall knowingly.

The bright yellow gauze screen separates the two, and Nangong Rang sits on the dragon bed with a shadowy figure.

"I... had a dream."

"My minister is all ears."

"I dreamed that a strange beast came riding on the clouds and riding the wind. It first stopped for a while in the sky above the forbidden palace, and then killed thousands of guards with a single sneeze. Then the strange beast came outside my bedroom and blew Open the window and stare at me viciously with those big eyes. In the dream, I was trapped on the dragon bed and couldn't move, and the screams of the strange beast made people shudder."

After Nangong Rang finished speaking, he clenched his fists tightly, and the feeling of panic in the dream went deep into his bone marrow, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"Aiqing...what's the explanation for this dream?"

Guo Qingliu raised the hem of her skirt and knelt on the ground: "May I ask Your Majesty, what is the appearance of that strange beast?"

"It's a four-clawed beast. Its body looks like a unicorn but it has no scales. It has half a foot long brown brown hair and a pair of sharp horns on top of its head. The leopard's ring eyes are as big as a bucket, and its teeth and fangs..."

"Just now, His Majesty said that the strange beast stepped on the cloud, what color is it?"

"Mysterious black, accompanied by bursts of thunder."

Guo Qingliu knocked his head on the ground, and said loudly: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, this is a good omen!"

Nangong Rang got up and lifted the curtain and walked barefoot in front of Guo Qingliu: "Ai Qing got up and explained in detail, how could it be a good omen for that strange beast to be so ferocious?"

"Your Majesty said just now that the appearance of the alien beast has never been heard of before, but it can be concluded that it is definitely not a unicorn or a golden dragon. I asked the color of the alien beast's feet on the clouds. Your Majesty said it was black."

"Yes."

"Your Majesty is the emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the real dragon emperor; if you dream of a unicorn or a golden dragon, that is another matter. There is an old saying: the unicorn is in power, and the golden dragon is the lord; if your majesty dreams of these two kinds of beasts lying on the If you sleep under the bed, there is a sign that someone else will seize power." At this point, Guo Qingliu knelt down: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I just relayed the theory of dream art."

"Get up and go on."

"Yes. Although this strange beast has a ferocious appearance, it does not have noble blood in its body. Your Majesty is a real dragon and the Son of Heaven will definitely be able to control it. This strange beast's footsteps on the black clouds contain the power of thunder and will become your majesty's help. I boldly deduce In a short time, there will be unrivaled talents for His Majesty to use."

"Oh? Is that true?"

"I dare not lie."

"Go back."

"Yes."

Nangong Rang returned to the dragon bed, but his heart was not at ease. The feeling of palpitation in the dream was too real and unsettling.

"Is it a genius? Could it be that there will be a genius in this palace test?"

A few days ago, he received a secret report that Lu Quan intends to hand over the military power after Lu Boyan, which is a great joy.

but……

The spies stationed in Taiwei's mansion also reported that Lu Quan summoned his second son Lu Zhongxing alone after convening secret talks with his staff.

Lu Zhongxing was overjoyed after he came out of the study. The second son of the Lu family has no ambitions and is just an ordinary man. What could make him so happy?

A stern look flashed across Nangong Rang's eyes, and the guard reported back, "The second son of the Taiwei Mansion is a frequent visitor to the Princess Mansion, isn't it?"