Summer wraps autumn, water keeps wind

The sky in all directions of the palace was dim and gloomy for a few days, neither the wind and rain nor the sun shone, and it was so boring that people felt depressed.

Ever since Zheng Minju drowned, the Queen Mother's power has been severely hit, and many of the Queen Mother's cliques in front of the harem have been cut off by the opportunity.Since then, the Empress Dowager said that she was not sick, and no longer interfered with the affairs of the harem.

One day, Liu Fu went to the Zichen Hall to pay his respects, but before he arrived at the main hall, he felt something was wrong.All the servants in front of the hall looked timid, shaking their bodies, and stood bowed.When the servants saw Liu Fu, they knelt down and grabbed the ground with their heads, not paying their respects as usual.Du Pin also felt that there was something different, so he went up to ask.The servant was trembling for a long time but he didn't explain clearly. At this moment, Li He came out of the hall carefully, and slapped a thousand while holding his voice.

Liu Fu's eyes were a little dim, he pursed his lips, sighed softly, and said, "Anything bothering you?" Li He replied politely: "The servants are dull and don't understand the holy meaning. Only Mr. Yan Bingheyan, the chief minister of the cabinet, After accepting the contract, the emperor became angry, and the servant was about to invite you, and you just happened to come."

Liu Fu suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and stepped into the hall.The curtain of the Nuan Pavilion was lifted by the slaves, and the broken teacups on the ground were particularly glaring. Li He and others did not dare to go forward, presumably they were driven out by him.Liu Fu didn't know when he started to have a feeling that his body had changed, that he was different from his elder brother who used to swim in the lake and enjoy the flowers with him.

Since he took the throne, Bi Xin's vigorous tactics and his obsession with power sometimes make Liu Fu unable to see through his thoughts.What is even more chilling is that he actually started to figure out his mind, he was afraid that one day he would not be able to keep up with his pace.Liu Fu didn't know whether it was because he was worried about Bi Xin, worried about him, or because there was a deep gulf between them that could never be crossed.

The spring is cold, the rooster crows and the dog barks, the mist cages the hut, and the morning sun is a little bit red.The scholar got up early in the morning, put on a long gown and a plain belt, but the door of the house was closed, the bamboo curtain was hung long, and he asked for leave due to illness.The sun was only half a foot higher, and there was a ring outside the door.The little boy had a bun on his head, and held two big white geese in his hands. The big geese had a violent temper. Once frightened, they flapped their wings desperately, stretched out their orange beaks and stared, and rushed forward, bluffing the visitors outside the door. I was stunned.

The people outside the door were stunned for a moment, and rushed in without saying a word, the little boy's face sank, and the goose pushed him out, angrily said: "My husband is so unreasonable!"

"Little ancestor, it's really important, let me meet your husband." The guest was pretending to be a scholar, but panicked, blushed, and bowed to the boy regardless of his seniority.

The little boy was not humble enough to return the courtesy, so he said: "Mr. Zhang, please come back. My husband is really sick, and no one will see him." The Mr. Zhang jumped up and stood outside the door, withdrew his neck and shouted: "Master Juren, Master Juren!" Don't be sleepy. The teachers and students of the academy have all signed up, and you are the only one in the world. The men are all determined, and the exam is over!"

Zhang Xianggong yelled at the door for a long time, his forehead was sweating, and the door curtain was rolled up halfway, and an older boy came out, saying: "My family husband just went out to get medicine, Zhang Xianggong No need to talk anymore."

When Zhang Xianggong heard it, he seemed to be being teased by someone and was about to explode. The young man shook his sleeves and said calmly: "I will accompany you here for the time being, but don't lose your status." As soon as he reached the ground, the boy in front of the door also saluted.Zhang Xianggong gritted his teeth, shook his head and sighed bitterly, but returned in vain.

"Apricot blossom tree in the south of the Yangtze River, the first product in your place."

The scholar stood in the court, smiling and praising him.

How can a scholar be a mortal?Completing poetry is better than Zi Jiansheng, throwing fruit and appearance is better than Pan Anlang.White clothes can hardly hide your character, and you don't need lead to be comfortable.Just by looking at it, you can tell that there is writing in your chest.

"I came here uninvited, I think I have to move somewhere else to avoid you." After finishing speaking, a beautiful woman held a fragrant wood folding fan and came out of the main hall with a smile.Just look at his fairy Xia Langhan, white springs produce jade.If it is not for the immortals to fall into the mortal world, it is for the immortals to fall into the calamity.

"Mr. Zhuan Xun is in trouble. Xiaosheng is here to seek medical treatment." The scholar cupped his hands.

The beautiful woman smiled, spread her fan and said, "I don't want to go to the medicine hall of the medical center, but to me, I'm afraid it's a heart attack."

The scholar nodded slightly, and said, "But it's really a headache."

"You still don't dislike my one or two tricks. That's all, please come in and invite me." The beautiful woman pointed her finger in the hall with her slender finger like a jade onion.

The scholar saluted again and said with a smile, "Thank you sir."

The beauty gently twisted her hair, looked at the scholar in a blink of an eye, half-covered the corner of her mouth and said, "Mr. or not, you are the husband of the academy, and I am the husband of the theatre."

The scholar took a step forward, rolled up his sleeves, and straightened his front, said: "That is the front of the world, and the latter wishes to be a teacher in the school with you."

The scholar's surname was Shen, his name was Huakuang, and he was a Juren from Xianru Academy.The beautiful woman's surname is Wu Mingyan, and her style name is Zhuanxun. She is a Hong Xianggong of Guanyin Theater, and her stage name is Su Yanqi.The two are confidantes and cherish each other, they speak the same way as friends, and even have different feelings.

Zhang Xianggong stood dejectedly outside the academy, thinking that he dared not go in and explain. "Why does our great scholar look like a defeated rooster, standing slumped." Xiaosheng walked past with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhang Xianggong spat at him and said, "You rabbit, you just came out of the theater? You're so excited, what's wrong with you?" Xiaosheng turned his face and said, "Who dares to go there at this time? I'm afraid you didn't invite me." Master Juren will be scolded by Mr. Da."

"He doesn't even respond to the words of the government school. If it weren't for Mr. Da's majesty, I wouldn't dare to go up and find it uncomfortable."

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Qi. Mr. Da asked the two of you to go in." The little book boy hurriedly sent a message from the inner courtyard.

The two returned to Nuo and entered the academy.

The academy was already full of people, young and old, chatting twitter, with different expressions, sighing or indignant, they were all scholars from this side.Mr. Da came out from the inner hall, and everyone's voices gradually fell.The elder was old, but very majestic, with the appearance of an old pedant who was difficult to get close to.He is an old supervisor, so everyone respects him very much.

He narrowed his eyes, Zhang Xianggong bowed his head and said nothing, he understood in his heart, and said coldly: "That Lizi sent the letter of leave early, he is so cowardly, and he doesn't know where to put the teachings of sages, just pretend that this old man has never done this student."

"Hua Kuang was confused for a while..." Zhang Xianggong defended softly.

Mr. Da said angrily: "Bastard, even the teachers and students of the county school have jointly petitioned. Although we are in a private school, we dare not insult the sages. Ten years of poverty, it is better to live in a good place. Don't you wait for the future to be peaceful?" Is it humiliating for a gentleman to enter the court as an official?"

He cupped his hands upwards again and said: "The Holy One opened Enke to select talents, and only those who are truly talented and learned can be selected through the same scientific examination. Everyone is willing to show the legacy of a saint, but this Zhuzi is a descendant of a famous family. How dare you argue for him if he is in vain of righteousness?" Mr. Da made some impassioned words, and Zhang Xianggong had no choice but to promise.

"A lot of places in the south of the Yangtze River are not allowed to take the exam?" Wan Zhao frowned, and the Liu family might also be implicated.

Qin Huan said: "Isn't it? There's a lot of turmoil at the moment, and it's all going against the sky for some reason." Qin Huan was also a little worried: "There is also a letter from the boss saying that the wind is very tight."

Wanzhao looked at the beautiful Ru Kiln Dendrobium in front of her, which was delicate in texture, cool to the touch, and a faint cloud cast over the azure glaze.

Liu Fu stood back outside the hall, with an extra xun in his hand, he blew the song "Changting Resentment" by himself, the sound of the tune was faint and sad.The people in the hall seemed to be stunned, and it took a long time before they said: "Why don't you come in?"

Li He rolled up the curtain again and backed out.Liu Fu walked very slowly, afraid of being surprised.Bi Xin's face was gloomy, and he clearly saw that he was full of violence a moment ago, but now he looked like a wounded and weak cat, hiding in a corner and staring at the outside world with cold eyes, full of distrust for everything.

Liu Fu just looked at him, silently, finally Bi Xin's complexion improved, and said slowly: "I don't know when you learned the song."

Liu Fu smiled slightly, touched the freshly folded apricot petals lightly with his fingers, and said: "Brother is good at blowing, so I will learn it, only this one."

"You still remember." There was a little smile on Bi Xin's pale face.

Liu Fu just stared at the flower in a daze, and said softly: "At that time, it only sounded wonderful, but now I feel a little sad when I blow it."

He Xin's eyes softened, recalling that he played this song on the palace wall of Cheqiu Pavilion, why didn't he feel uneasy?He is also a teenager, no different from the children of ordinary people's families. He also has fears and longings.At that moment, he would be worried, worried that the younger brother who grew up with him would really have a relationship with him, and ruin this precious friendship because of those gossips.Is the person in front of him in the same state of mind as he was back then?Is he also worried about something.

Bi Xin got up and got closer to the stream, and also looked at the apricot blossoms in the painting vase, the flowers were soft and moved one's face.

Bi Xin said, "I just blow it at will." After that, he looked at Liu Fu and was surprised to see the Tao Xun.

Liu Fu held up the xun and said to him: "It's indeed brother's one. You moved the palace in a hurry, most of the original things were sealed in Qixia Palace, I got there somehow, and found this one. old stuff."

Bi Xin blamed himself for being careless, but remembered that he had never touched these things since he became the throne, and couldn't help but feel sad again.

The corners of Liu Fu's mouth turned up, showing a smile and said: "Do you know why I like to follow my brother since I was a child? Because I feel more at ease with you around." He turned his face and grabbed Bi Xin's wrist, and said tightly: "Back then, Shu The concubine has harmed our brother time and time again, but my brother is always so strong, I just cry in anxiety. If there is no brother, I really don’t know how to persevere. Now that I am standing in the court, even if I face the difficulties of the officials, I can I gritted my teeth and held back, but why did my brother panic first?"

He Xin's eyes were hazy, and he remembered his father's entrustment, the emperor's mind, not to let others think that he is weak and can be bullied.After all, he still has someone he really cares about.