Wishing You Eternal Happiness

The east wind thaws, the rain peach blossoms, the sting insects vibrate, the mysterious bird is approaching, and it's another spring, and the cycle starts again.

This spring was only the beginning of an ordinary new year, but for the hundreds of officials in the capital, the foreign palaces, the civil and military yamen, and even the tens of thousands of people in the Wei Dynasty, the 26th of the next month is a special celebration of the whole country. Happy day.

This year is the sixth year of Zhaoping, and the twenty-sixth of the next month is the emperor's fifty-year longevity day.

Suddenly seven years have passed since he was enthroned today. In the private comments of the ministers, although there are severe penalties and harsh laws that are not close to human feelings, the emperor has cultivated life and health, has been enthroned for many years, and has never had the joy of civility. , Diligent and industrious in politics, staying in the night, such as Taiping today, the people live and work in peace, this is obvious to all, so when he is fifty-year-old and longevity, ministers continue to show up, proposing to amnesty the world, the Ministry of Rites organizes the ceremonies for the coming of the year, and the world will be celebrated. Congratulations, pray for the emperor's blessings and birthday together.

The emperor has always had a lack of interest in the matter of his own birthday, every day, but in the ancestral temple to pay tribute, a hundred officials do not congratulate, every year, but this year, maybe he is older, or maybe he lives in his fifty-year period. Because of this, the emperor turned out to be uncharacteristically uncharacteristic and did not speak out against it. So after the Lantern Festival, the Ministry of Rites and the Clan’s Mansion took the lead, and the subordinates Taichang Temple, Guanglu Temple, and Hongyu Temple worked together. Everything is ready for the longevity celebration on the 26th of the next month. The emperor vetoed the altars, constructing temples, and praying for longevity proposed by the ministers. Only last year, the southeast coast also achieved victory in the war against Japanese pirates, completely destroying the nests of Japanese pirates hiding on several islands in Penghu. Nearly 10,000 Japanese pirates were killed and thousands were taken prisoners. The rest was like a dog at the bereavement. They fled back to the country in panic. After years of suffering from the coastal Japanese pirates, they were finally eliminated. A ceremony for offering prisoners was held in front of the city noon gate to celebrate the emperor’s longevity and publicize his country’s prestige.

In the middle of the night, when the third watch was approaching, Li Yuangui hurriedly entered the hall with a watch in his hand, with a slight joy on his face, quickly walked to the entrance of the hall, looked inside, and saw a dark darkness, and asked the little **** on duty: "Long live the rest. Down?"

The little **** said in a low voice, "Long live a little, and there are not many memorials. After Haishi finished the approval, he stopped."

Li Yuangui squeezed his hand to play the watch and looked at the inner hall again. When he hesitated, he suddenly heard the emperor's voice from the depths of the dark inner hall: "Is it Li Yuangui?" The voice sounded slightly dumb.

Li Yuangui hurriedly responded, put the musical table into his arms, entered, lit the candle, walked to the dragon bed, lifted one side of the tent, and hung it with a golden hook.

Xiao Lie opened his eyes and sat up slowly. Li Yuangui saw that there was a layer of sweat on the back of his white shirt, sticking to his back, and a faint layer of water appeared on his forehead, as if he had just woke up from a dream, so he hurriedly took a sweat towel to wipe his sweat.

Xiao Lie took it and wiped his forehead slowly.

"Long live my head can still hurt? I must take care of the dragon body. Those foolish people's silly remarks do not need to be taken care of! The emperor also said that long live is anger and anger, qi in the heart, if the daily life is soothing , The body will naturally heal."

Since last year, Xiao Lie's body has gradually disappeared from the first few years. He sleeps lightly at night and has headaches from time to time. I came back from the dynasty today, and it hurt for a while. The reason was the longevity celebration. During the dynasty meeting, when the ministers discussed the preparatory matters, the Hanlin scholar, who was also a master, actually played the role, saying that the East Palace is related to the state of the country and is a major event of the court and the palace. But the court has been vacant so far, and the courtiers are all anxious. The abandoned prince has been guarding his spirit for many years. Hope the emperor will take this opportunity of longevity to show grace to recall, teach some enlightenment, and help him.

Although this memo didn't mention the restoration of the abolished prince in half a sentence, the meaning of it was self-evident.

It has been seven years since the emperor ascended the throne. The only prince was abolished as a prince and sent to the ancestral tomb. During these years, there has been no movement in the harem. According to rumors, the emperor’s harem has been empty. Concubine after bedtime. There is no wave on the surface of the courtiers, but various speculations in the dark, the undercurrent surging underneath. Especially in the past two years, courtiers have paid more and more attention to this matter. Some people have gradually speculated that the emperor should intend to re-establish the prince, but could not find a suitable opportunity. There was a watch on the plane. He thought he was trying to figure out the holy will to do what he wanted, but he never expected that the emperor listened to it, and was furious. He actually dismissed that Zhan Shi on the spot, the court was thirty, and then he rushed toward him in a rage. , Leaving the Manchu civil and military or trembling, or inexplicable. When the emperor returned to the harem, he suffered a headache.

Xiao Lie did not answer, wiped his sweat, dropped his sweat towel, and asked, "You found it in the middle of the night, what's the matter?"

Li Yuangui hurriedly smiled and said: "Long live, Longyou Jiedu's birthday congratulatory form was delivered overnight. The servant girl remembered Long live's order and didn't dare to press it down, so I brought it here..."

Xiao Lie immediately turned his head and looked at Li Yuangui. Li Yuangui took out the lacquered congratulatory form from his arms and presented it with both hands respectfully.

The emperor stared for a moment, took it slowly, turned on the paint, set his hand for a certain amount, and finally pulled out the congratulatory form from inside.

A thin sheet of paper, but only a few series of words on it. The emperor glanced, fixed his gaze for a while, motionless, for a long time, his gaze gradually revealed an anger mixed with disappointment, he threw the He watch in his hand on the ground, and sneered: "I know it! Sure enough!"

He Biao fell to the ground and fell in front of the dragon bed.

The emperor Wanshou Daqing, all provinces that cannot enter Beijing are in foreign palaces and civil and military yamen of rank 7 or higher. According to the system, the chief official will lead his subordinates to give the gift of blessing to heaven and birthday.

Li Yuangui held his breath, glanced at the congratulatory form, and caught a glimpse of the last line of words: "...The emperor's majesty the emperor's longevity holy festival, should be dry and satisfied, and Fengtian Yongchang. Minister Pei Youan and others are sincere and sincere, and wish a long life. ."

It is the general speech used by officials of this dynasty to greet the emperor on the longevity form, not many words, but not many words. During these days, every province sent dozens of similar congratulatory forms to various government offices, with the same content. The only difference was the name of the chief official.

Li Yuangui recognized Pei Youan's font and recognized that it should be written by him, not by his staff. He was a little relieved, picked it up, and laughed: "Long live, don’t think too much. This is a longevity form, which has been used in all provinces. There are regulations, how can Master Pei be ingenious and different? My heart must also not forget. Long live, look at the fonts, which are written by Master Pei himself. You can follow the handwriting when you write this table. It is respectful."

Without saying a word, Xiao Lie stayed slowly, and walked to the north window with his shoes, opened the window, and stood facing the dark night sky, facing north.

Li Yuangui didn't dare to speak any more, just stood aside with his hands down, and suddenly heard the emperor say: "From Cui Yinshui, can news of a child come recently?"

"Long live, it is the letter that came at the end of last year. The slave and maidservant have passed on Long live. Now there is no new news. If you are worried, the slave and maid will send the letter and order him to report it."

The emperor was silent for a moment, and said, "That child was born in the third year of Lichun in Zhaoping. Now Lichun is six years old, and he is three years old. I really want to see him."

"I will be fifty years old next month. My grandson should also be back."

He turned around, staring at Li Yuangui, slowly and authentically.

Li Yuangui knelt on the ground and kowtowed his head and said: "The slave and maidservant lead the order."

...

In the spring, the snow and ice in Suye City gradually melt, and in a few days, it will be the Spring Festival.

In the Spring Festival, merchants from all over the Western Regions and customs will gather in Suye City to exchange goods. Wine, jade, medicinal materials, iron and iron from the Western Regions, silk, cotton, porcelain, and even Huren horses from the customs People from the Quartet have come to the fair with their families and their mouths. The liveliness of Suye City is almost comparable to Guanzhong City.

Because Suyecheng is located at the intersection of important roads, this kind of spring fair where merchants gather and trade has existed more than ten years ago, but the scale has always been small and there are not many people, and it will be completed in three or two days. It was during the past three years that Pei Youan took the post of Jiedu in Longyou and was famous in the west, and moved the government office to this place to encourage merchants from the Western Regions and Guan to trade here. The Spring Festival of Suye City attracted many people. The businessmen who came here expanded rapidly, and last year they lasted for more than ten days. Although there are still a few days to leave the set this year, in the past few days, businessmen have begun to arrive one after another. The stacks are overcrowded, and the streets and alleys in the city can be heard everywhere. The sound of camel bells can be heard everywhere. point.

As long as all merchants who come to the city to trade, they must first go to the north of the city to register the government office. Therefore, early in the morning, the desks and chairs placed in front of the government office gate are busy, and the merchants come and go. There are many more people who are still reluctant to leave after registration. They are stranded nearby, looking for a way, hoping to be introduced in, and to be able to meet the well-known Lord Jieduke.

The front of the government office was so lively, but in the back of a small school, it was quiet and very quiet. A boy came here early in the morning and started daily exercises.

The boy is only three or four years old. He wears a light blue shirt. He has a handsome appearance. He has two knots on the hair comb. It is placed on the top and left sides of his head. It looks like two small horns. The appearance is very cute. A stick of incense made a horse stance.

This is the homework his father gave him. Father said that since last month, he has turned three years old. To start school. For singles, every morning, read a book, write a word, and for doubles, go to the small school to make a horse step of incense kung fu, and then practice shooting 20 arrows.

Today at the double, the little guy came by himself when his father was unable to accompany him in some way. As usual, he took a stance in the posture his father had taught him.

The sun gradually rose and the incense shortened. As soon as he practiced, the boy's forehead was sweating quickly. The entourage who accompanied him-white face and no beard, with a high-pitched voice, is the **** Cui Yinshui, who is now with him. This young man was struggling for three years. He was very distressed when he saw it. He looked around and saw that the male owner was not there. He hurried to the incense and raised two cheeks to help blow the incense vigorously. Out of breath, his eyes rolled white. In such weather, hot sweat came out of his back, which can be regarded as blowing the incense, and he took a long breath, turned around, and said happily:" Little son! Look, I'll finish blowing the incense for you! The horse is ready today!"

That boy, Pei Youan’s son, didn’t seem to hear him. He continued to squat on Mazza, his body was motionless, his eyes only looked at the black shadow cast on the ground by the weapon rack in front, until the shadow and the corner of the wall stuck. At the same time, I stood up straight and kicked the two sore legs: "Cui Baner, if my father comes, and ask me if I have practiced a stick of incense, I will say you helped me blow the incense. , I have to look at the shadow of the sun the day before, and I don’t know that I am dissatisfied with a stick of incense.” There was a little milky voice in the voice, and it sounded soft, but Cui Yinshui was very scared, "Ouch" , Squatting on the ground, alternately twitching his mouth with both hands, "I call you a bitch!" He cried and said, "Little son, you can forgive me this time. Next time I will never dare!"

The boy looked at him and slapped himself a few times, then went up, took away his hand, and said: "Cui Baner, I know you are good to me, but I don't like this. I promised my father. I must do it! I scared you just now. But next time, if you do this again, I will be really angry!"

Cui Yinshui nodded vigorously, and the boy smiled. He picked up a small iron bow made for him by his father from the weapon rack, and stood on the ground several meters away. The target in front shoots flying arrows.

With a "shoo", the arrow hit the target. Although it was two inches away from the bull's-eye, but at a young age, the look in the eyes and the posture were unexpectedly calm and faintly like everyone.

The boy shot an arrow. Seeing that the arrow missed the center of the target, he practiced one after another. He was already twenty arrows early, but he seemed to be struggling. He continued to practice, meticulously, and gradually became hot and sweaty. , Took off his coat again.

Cui Yinshui watched, and felt distressed for another while. He couldn’t wait to go up and do it for him. But this time, he didn’t dare to make a speech anymore. He was only by the side to help the child pass an arrow. At this moment, someone came in from the school gate. A slender woman in her early twenties, with bright eyes and misty temples, wearing an autumn-scented bottom skirt, and a little cold because of the wind, she came out and put a short shawl with a white fox collar embroidered with begonia pattern on her shoulders on her shoulders. She was very beautiful. , Walked towards this side. Hearing the footsteps, Cui Yinshui turned his head and saw that the mistress was coming, with a happy face, hurriedly greeted him, and made a gesticulation.

Ci'er was just three years old last month, and she was carried by Pei Youan to the school. Jiafu was also distressed. At first she blocked her, but her son did not accept her love. Jiafu was also helpless, so she had to let him go before listening to Sandalwood. The adult went out because of something, so he looked for him by himself, and he called out when he saw his son dropping there. Ci'er heard it and saw her mother coming, and hurriedly put down her bow and arrow and ran over.

Gaffer hugged him, saw the sweat on his face, touched it, his back was also sweaty, distressed, and hurriedly took out the veil to wipe the sweat for him, asking if he was tired.

In front of her father, Ci'er looked like a little adult, but when she arrived at Jiafu, she returned to the soft little person's appearance. She hugged Jiafu's neck, and her little face leaned over and nodded.

Seeing that the palms of his little hands were strangled with red marks by the bowstring, Jiafu was very distressed, and couldn't help but blame Pei Youan in his heart. I asked Cui Yinshui, knowing that he had shot the 20 arrows prescribed by Pei Youan early, and took his son back to the house, helped him wipe his body, and changed clothes inside and out.

Muxiang sent a bowl of dim sum, Jiafu personally fed him, Ci'er ate two bites, Yang Yun came to see him, saying that the birthday gift and the birthday cricket had been sealed and handed over to the express post and sent to the capital.

The emperor passed half a million birthdays, and everyone in the world celebrated. The news reached Longyou and Pei Youan early, but only an official letter of congratulation was sent out. There was no sign of anything else, and he was still busy every day. Jiafu hurriedly made a birthday card, and made a longevity dress with his own hands, and asked Yang Yun to send it back to Beijing in the name of Jiedu's Mansion in Longxi.

She made birthday cards and clothes without telling Pei Youan, so she asked him to see it that day. He stared at it, then sternly, walked over. Seeing that he did not object, Jiafu asked Yang Yun to send it out.

After Yang Yun finished his gift, he retired. Jiafu continued to feed his son, but when Ci'er blinked his eyes, he curiously asked, "Mother, where is the capital? What is the emperor? Why did my mother give it to him on his birthday? He makes clothes? I saw them all that day, why is Daddy so upset?"