Royal Road

A breeze blew, the fragrance filled the room, and the British fell, and Wang Wen leaned on the Pingji, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window. This is his favorite Meishan Courtyard, and plum trees are planted in the valley. Every winter comes to the end of spring, the ten-mile plum blossoms are in full bloom, red like a fire, pink like a sky, and white plums with ice and jade, pure and elegant, which makes people hopeless and refined.

He also played with a white plum in his hand. It is as clean as a mirror, and as cold as jade. It is an exquisite porcelain flower. Rarely white in color, like fresh snow, it makes people love it.

There is a green bamboo, a pink lotus, and an orchid as a complete set with this white plum. The plum is a paperweight, the bamboo is the pen holder, the lotus is the ink wash, and the orchid is the inkstone. They are all new porcelains produced in the Liang Mansion, and the quality is probably not as good as the Yue kiln, and the shape of the porcelain is even more unique. The four objects of pen, ink, paper and ink, coupled with these four pieces of play, are simply pleasing to the eye.

This is a gift from the Liang Mansion at the time of Zhengdan. And a peach blossom note, a Chinese New Year greeting, elegant and euphemistic, but also ingenious, can see the full intention of the gift-giver. The Wang family is a big family. A Zhengdan doesn't know how many relatives and friends he has to visit. He has been annoyed by trivial matters for several days. How can he not let Wang Wen feel moved when he sees such a gift.

"Lord Lang, the general's mansion sent an envoy to send the letter, but it is a letter from the master's book." Suddenly someone outside the door informed.

Wang Wen frowned unchecked: "Let him come in."

The master book of Sima Teng was another branch of the Chen Liugao clan. Although he was not an excellent background, he was also a noble family anyway. But his people are good at greedy, and he is a vulgar thing. Wang Wen has always disliked this master book, and now he will deliver a letter to his door, which is an annoying thing in all likelihood. But after all, it was a close friend of Sima Teng, and if it wasn't for important matters, I was afraid that he would not send someone to send a letter to another courtyard.

After the messenger entered the door respectfully and saluteed, Wang Wen put down the plum blossom paperweight and accepted the letter handed over. However, after just a glance, his expression sank, and he raised his head and asked: "How many days ago did the General's Mansion dispatch the imperial physician?"

"Three days ago." The messenger replied hastily.

"Which fool gave Dongying the idea?" No matter how good his temper, Wang Wen couldn't help but sneered.

What the letter said made Wang Wen very angry. Half a month ago, Sima Teng wanted to conquer Liang Feng as a subordinate to the general's mansion, and sent a record to go, but was declined. It was a very trivial matter if the requisition was not completed. Unexpectedly, he had sent an imperial doctor to ask Liang Zixi for consultation. What kind of system is this? !

No one knows Liang Zixi's illness better than Wang Wen. It was framed by someone, and was poisoned by arsenic! Such a serious illness just came to Jinyang and it hurt his vitality. Sima Teng actually sent an imperial physician, isn't it that he is suspicious of Zixi pretending to be ill? How can such an elegant and gentle character be so insulted!

This is really wrong!

However, it was only a moment of anger, and Wang Wen understood the deeper meaning. This may also be a hidden danger planted by the trip to Luoyang. Sima Teng was trapped in Luoyang by mistake, but for months in a dangerous situation, everyone must feel resentment, and Liang Zixi was the first advocate of Jinyang epidemic prevention, so the anger fell on him. Body. Sima Teng was originally a stupid person, and changing the accusation to conquest was probably the result of hard work and patience. When he met Zixi, he immediately made him behave badly.

Alas, it is always wrong to make it look like this now. After all, Sima Teng is also the lord of the merged state, and Zixi is a white body, so why bother to offend him? It is better to mediate from it and turn the fighting into jade silk.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Wen said, "Go back to the master's book, and I will go to the general's mansion tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, Wang Wen answered so simply, the messenger hurriedly bowed his head and backed out.

The next day.

"Mao Shen, how did you return to Jinyang at this time? I remember you had to stay in Meishan Courtyard in the early spring. Please sit down and have a drink with me." Sima Teng was watching the singing and dancing and saw Wang Wen coming. , And also invited him to share the reward.

Ignoring those glamorous dancers, Wang Wen smiled faintly and took a seat in the guest seat: "I have just returned from Meishan, and I have a secret heart after hearing about it. I am here to pay a visit to Dongying."

Unexpectedly, Wang Wen would say this as soon as he came, and Sima Teng couldn't help but sit up straight: "What makes Maoshen sad?"

Wang Wen sighed softly: "Naturally it's a matter in the general's mansion. It's really wrong to ask an imperial doctor."

Hearing the word "superior doctor", the smile on Sima Teng's face immediately condensed, and he waved his hand to make the group of dancers retreat. Cai said: "It's just a white pavilion, He Laomao bothered deeply?"

"Liang Zixi is my best friend, because I know him so well, I have to mention some things." Wang Wen's face was pursed, and he said solemnly, "Zixi is like a lonely slack bamboo. Although he is tortured by a serious illness, he has nothing to say. On the contrary, the air of decadence is rusty and elegant, and the group is exquisite. Interacting with it is like embracing the bright moon and making people forget the vulgarity."

Unexpectedly, Wang Wen praised Liang Feng as soon as he came up, and Sima Teng's expression was even more gloomy: "Why, do you think you are lonely and ignorant?"

"If Dongying doesn't know talents, how can he recruit him as a subordinate?" Wang Wen gently shook his head, "It's just a good story, but the taste has changed because of the medical treatment. Imagine if it is said that Dongying can't be too narrow. Rong Ren, forcing the celebrities to submit, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of the General Mansion?"

Unexpectedly, what Wang Wen cares about is not Liang Zixi, but his own reputation. The anger on Sima Teng's face is slightly reduced: "There is no need to worry about this. If Liang Zixi is really sick, I will take it back and die."

"He is really seriously ill, and he is still taking the poisoning disease." Wang Wen said simply.

Sima Teng was taken aback for a moment: "How is this possible? Didn't he come to Jinyang to attend the Fa conference?"

"I first met Zixi at the top of the elegant collection that day. He was dying of illness and his appearance was still missing. It was already a few months after recuperation in Jinyang. No one knew about this, but because of his outstanding temperament, he did not see the sickness. That's it." Wang Wen sighed softly, "As for the conquest, I also wanted to promote him to the top grade, but Zixi had no intention of being an official. Not only for Dongying, but also for me."

This was really beyond Sima Teng's expectations. Unexpectedly, there were such people who did not like power in this world, who were like Qinglian. Isn't it a joke for what I did?

Seeing the hesitation on Sima Teng's face, Wang Wen said again: "This is the end of the matter. Only by turning the medical consultation into a reward and letting Zixi's frailty become well known can we offset the speculation of others."

Tossing Liang Feng was indeed a momentary irritation. He didn't expect Wang Wen to come personally. No matter how he didn't like the sick rice seedling, Jinyang Wang Clan was not willing to offend him, not to mention that there was a small amount of bad reviews. Sima Teng hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Since Maoshen said so, I will give up the matter of the imperial doctor."

Wang Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just that, I am afraid that there will still be hidden dangers. It is better to invite Zixi to Jinyang to go to spring when it is up. In this way, all speculations will be self-defeating."

Sima Teng frowned. It's not enough to let the person go, and invite him to Jinyang?

Wang Wen seemed to see the other's thoughts and smiled: "Zixi comes to Jinyang, and he will be able to make a lot of noise. Only in this way, expropriation and rewards can become a good story. Gao Jue should be spread all over the world. Isn't that so happy for everyone?"

Liang Feng is ill and cannot go out of office in a short time. Even if you help him become famous, others can't ask for it. When his condition improves, and with this kind of knowledge, he can reclaim it again. And this high mountain and flowing water can also help him increase his fame. Sima Teng finally understood the meaning of Wang Wen's words, and nodded slightly: "Mao Shen thought well."

Seeing the gradually clear expression on Sima Teng's face, Wang Wen also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Zixi comes to Jinyang, why not worry about Sima Teng not falling for it. With this intersection, the spikes hidden between the two can be removed, and Zixi's future official journey will naturally be smooth sailing. This is the real joy of everyone.

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The horse gallops fast, the arrow feathers swish. One horse after another galloped around the field, immediately the knight opened his bow and shot at a row of grass targets on the side of the field.

This is the Liang's Cavalry who is practicing riding and shooting. Riding and shooting is the unique skill of the Huns. However, as long as you can control the horse skillfully and stabilize your figure, you can accurately shoot the arrow in your hand by assembling a saddle and bridle on the horse. Because of the large amount of pasture in exchange, the cavalry team did not stop training in the winter, and now the riding and shooting are already looking like.

After another round of sharp shots, Yi Yan frowned, and shouted in the team: "Crawl! Haven't you eaten in the morning?!"

Chong Long is the deputy of the cavalry team, and an old man who has been following Yi Yan. Hearing this, he scratched his hair embarrassingly: "Yingzheng, I have eaten the meal, but it happened to be on vacation yesterday and was squeezed clean by the wife of the family..."

Everyone roared with laughter when they heard these bad words. Yi Yan's eyebrows almost reached the forehead: "One hundred push-ups! Report the number yourself!"

Hearing this, he grinned, obediently dismounted and started doing push-ups. This thing is still popular by Yi Yan, although the posture is awkward, but it really exercises his arm strength. Both the cavalry team and the archer must practice diligently, which has become a means of small punishment. After a hundred, it was really sore and uncomfortable.

Yi Yan ignored him and continued to order everyone to train. The equinox has not yet arrived, the days are short and nights are long and the weather is cold, and there is not enough time to ride a horse during the day.

An hour passed quickly. The knights dismounted one after another and began to take care of their foals. Remove the saddle and bridle, brush the bristles smoothly, and secretly feed the horse. Yi Yan also untied the saddle neatly, preparing to take care of the horse and then lead it back to the stable. He will return to the mansion later, and if it is before dark, he can still play a game with the lord.

Zheng was brushing the horse quickly, and Creeping sneaked up to him: "That, Yingzheng. I have...no, my mother-in-law wants to ask you something..."

"What's the matter?" Yi Yan didn't even look at him, and continued to work.

"Ah, I don't know if Yingzheng plans to marry a wife..." Xulong coughed dryly and asked cheeky.

Yi Yan turned his head abruptly and glared at the Jie Ren man. After being stung by this knife-like gaze, Yi Long quickly explained: "It's not a messy woman, but a distant girl from my mother-in-law's family. She is 15 years old this year, at the same age as Huagudou."

"No plan!" Yi Yan put aside his words hard.

"Don't!" Unexpectedly, he was rejected so simply, Cheng Long couldn't help but said, "Yingzheng, you are not too young anymore, now you have fields and the appreciation of the landlord. Why not start a family and find a woman to take care of you. What about yourself?"

"I can take care of myself."

Canglong was silly for a moment, and suddenly burst out with a laugh: "I'm talking about the kind of'caring'... Uh, Yingzheng, haven't you ever thought about the woman's soft **** and thin waist?"

Yi Yan took the next meal, and a picture immediately appeared in his mind. His chest was thin and he could almost see the ribs. It was not soft enough, but it was absolutely white, with two points of redness like falling snow and red cherry blossoms. Hands with a thin waist can be wrapped around, for fear of using more strength, they will fold in the arms...

The brush strayed and pulled the horse's mane. The white friesian horse immediately hissed and turned his head and hit the owner. After being hit, Yi Yan's face blushed suddenly, and regardless of the saddle he removed, he turned on his horse and said, "Just take care of you!"

Abandoning these words, he galloped up towards Zhuang.

His face was dusted, and his eyes crumbled. Wait, he seems to have discovered something terrible. Is it possible that Yingzheng is still a young child? Pouched and laughed, he rubbed his sore shoulder. Whoops, this is a real profit.