i have a sword fairy

Chapter 460 Different thoughts and beauty of youth
"The empress dowager and the virtuous king have other suitable places. You can talk to me about it and discuss it together. It's not impossible to discuss."

Zhao Rong glanced at the pair of uncles and sisters-in-law, and the two showed a slightly surprised expression. He thought for a while and said politely.

"Aijia listens to Mr. Zhao."

"This king also has no objection."

Zhao Rong nodded lightly, "That's settled."

Li Mingyi pondered and said: "To tell the truth, Mr. Zhao, in fact, the king and the emperor's wife have already had several suitable places for holding Zen, and Jiyue Mountain is also one of them. This mountain is our sacred mountain from the ground. The status of the common people is extraordinary, so it is very good to hold Feng Chan here."

Mrs. Dugu nodded, "That's right. Mr. Zhao has a discerning eye. With Mr. Zhao presiding over the ceremony of enshrining Chan, the Ai family feels more at ease."

Oh, you mean you were worried about me before?The layout is too small... Zhao Rong laughed inwardly.

Several people complimented a few more.

Dugu and Li Mingyi discussed the official positions for Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and his party.

The current status of Confucian scholars of their group is more similar to the fairy envoys sent by the fairy family on the mountain-even the Linlu Academy, which is well-known up and down the mountain of Yizhou Mountain, has the nature of the fairy family on the mountain.

Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and the others will then dispatch all the officials from the court, with the forces and resources of all parties in Dali, to organize the ceremony of enshrining Chan, so they need to have a nominal official position.

Dugu thought for a while, then said in a broad voice: "Mr. Zhao and Mr. Gu will be dispatched to the six ministries of the imperial court. The official positions must not be low. How about the two gentlemen taking up official positions under the Privy Council or Zhongshumen?"

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Privy Council of the Dali Imperial Court and Zhongshu Menxia are the highest institutions in charge of Dali Wen and Wu Daquan respectively, also known as the East and West Second Mansions.

Those who work in it are already equivalent to Dali's chief ministers, and they all stand at the top of Dali's power.

If Zhao Rong and the others accepted it, it would be a beautiful sight, but if they had to return to the academy after finishing their work, the Dali court would still put this official position on them and shirk their resignation.

So the Confucian students in the academy like Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu are bound to Dali in a sense?
If you have been a small official in Dali, it is okay to say that even if such a big official resigns in the end, at least this experience will definitely be recorded on the resume, and after all, it will leave a trace of love.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at the purple bead curtain above.

It's hard not to wonder if she did it on purpose.

Gu Yiwu didn't think so far, maybe he didn't think about going down the mountain in the future, going to other secular dynasties to help the country, it doesn't matter.

"Thank you Queen Mother..." He was about to nod his head in agreement, but was interrupted by his friend's cough.

The burly scholar glanced at Zhao Rong and immediately shut up.

The latter put down his hand covering his mouth and coughing, and shook his head calmly, "Thank you for your kindness, Empress Dowager, I and Brother Yiwu have little knowledge, how dare you stand side by side with the princes who have left the court as soon as you come, your empress and the virtuous king should reward you with a letter from the Ministry of Rites" Give us a smaller official position. Command the six ministries of the imperial court, and the silver medal of the empress is enough."

Dugu still did not give up, persuading him:
"Mr. Zhao, where is this? The two poems you wrote casually in Xingzi Town have already become popular in Hanjing and are well-known in the literary circles of Dali. people."

She paused, "How about this? The Ai family saw today that His Majesty admires Mr. Zhao, and he also admires Confucianism... Why doesn't Mr. Zhao take up the post of Grand Tutor, and give advice to His Majesty in his spare time while arranging the ceremony of enshrining Chan? How about your studies?"

The woman in white clothes behind the bead curtain spoke with eager anticipation.

Coupled with her nice voice, and the noble status of the current empress dowager, it is almost difficult for a man to be able to control the desire of this beautiful woman.

However, the young Confucian scholar cupped his hands and shook his head.

Good guy, isn't Taifu the emperor's teacher?It is to be completely tied together.

Zhao Rong was speechless. Although this little emperor looks cute and interesting, this is not the reason for you to set me up.

Later, when Dugu saw that Zhao Rong still declined, he had no choice but to give up.

Several people discussed it, and finally Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu took a small official position as one of the four divisions under the Ministry of Rites, the temple priest doctor, who happened to be in charge of sacrificial etiquette, which fit the ceremony of conferring on the Zen.

Zhao Langzhong?It sounds easy to think of selling dog skin plaster... Zhao Rong laughed, and muttered in his heart, well, it's almost the same, just try to fool around and it's over.

Not long after, the first meeting ended, and Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu bid farewell and left.

In the spacious and bright hall, only Dugu and Li Mingyi were left.

This is the uncle and sister-in-law who hold the highest power in Dali.

One person sits high on the stage, covered by a purple bead curtain, unable to see his face clearly.

A person stands quietly under the steps, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes are not squinted.

The air was quiet for a while.

Dugu's voice said softly, "Uncle Emperor, please take the place of Ai's family to send off Mr. Zhao and Mr. Gu."

Li Mingyi nodded, turned and left.

There was no one behind the stage, and the woman in white clothes behind the bead curtain on the stage seemed to be slightly slanted, with her arm propped on the bright yellow pillow beside her, and she seemed to be staring at the front, silent for a moment.

"...Heh, you can't let outsiders bully you...but you can let Li Shi bully you, right or wrong..."

The woman let out a sigh.

Her little brother-in-law in name has never shown any inappropriate glances at him, nor has she ever performed any unethical behavior in person.

However, the woman in white clothes became more and more afraid of him.

After a while.

She turned her eyes, staring at the blue-black night sky outside the palace gate, locked by layers of palace walls, and murmured: "Jiyue Mountain... It's been a long time, I haven't gone back."

In the hall, I don't know how long it was quiet.

Behind the purple bead curtain, the woman in white dress covered with white gauze stood up, her figure was slim and slim, especially the slender waist, which outlined an amazing arc.

The woman turned around, raised her hand to take off the white gauze, and threw it on the ground behind her.

After leaving a word, she left.

"Clean up."

Not long after the figure of the woman in white clothes disappeared, a quiet and elegant girl in palace attire led a group of court ladies into the hall.

They are agile and agile.

Tear off the purple bead curtain that blocked Zhao Rong and other men's sight before, and throw away the masked white gauze that was also in contact with those men's eyes.

Replace the silk fabrics such as chair pillows that the empress has only sat on once.

Clean the places where Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu, and Li Mingyi just stood and stood with a damp cloth mop dozens of times.

By the way, there are also the tea cups they drank, which must be thrown away.

A quiet and elegant girl in palace attire, with fringed temples, red flower stickers on the forehead between her eyebrows, and a close-fitting palace attire, as white as snow.

She stood pretty in the center of the hall, with a calm face, supervising the cleaning work of the maids.

The latter are also quiet and skilled in their movements.

There is no fuss, it seems that I am familiar with this matter and I am used to it.

In the hall, this scene happened silently.

At a certain moment, the quiet and elegant girl in court clothes tilted her head slightly, glanced at the seat where Zhao Rongduan had been sitting, and murmured to herself:
"Moth Xueliu golden strands...Laughing and talking...A dark fragrance...Look for him thousands of times in the crowd...Did you write it..."

Not long after, some quiet and bookish girls in palace costumes led the maids away with light steps.

Her name is cardamom.

Fengyi Gongzheng of the Lefang Division, along with Xuechan, the master of ceremonies and music, and Caiyi Nushi, who seldom shows up, serve the Queen Mother personally.

……

On a corridor leading to the front hall of Weiyang Palace.

Zhao Rong walked quietly for a while, and suddenly said at a certain moment: "Something is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Gu Yiwu next to him turned his head curiously.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, "Just now I directly threw out the decision to consecrate Zen at Jiyue Mountain, and the reactions of the Queen Mother Dugu and that Li Xianwang were not right."

His tone was somewhat certain.

Gu Yiwu thought for a while, "Aren't they surprised too? They probably didn't expect it either."

Zhao Rong shook his head: "No, I shouldn't have been surprised at the two people's energy-raising skills at that time. It was because I was surprised that I felt something was wrong."

Gu Yiwu: "..."

The burly Confucian student was stunned, and couldn't help but look at his friend a few more times. What kind of fucking reverse brain circuit is this? Is it something wrong with me or something wrong with you?
Just when Gu Yiwu couldn't help but fell into self-doubt, Zhao Rong said thoughtfully: "So...these two people were fighting in their hearts before, and they also hoped to enshrine Zen in Jiyue Mountain? Interesting."

Gu Yiwu heard the words, and said in a concentrated voice: "Then why don't we change places?"

Zhao Rong didn't answer for a while.

Gu Yiwu suddenly said, as if he remembered something, "By the way, Ziyu, do you still remember what I told you before, the origin of this Dugu family?"

Zhao Rong looked at him and nodded.

Gu Yiwu pondered and said, "This Queen Mother Dugu is rumored to be a daughter of the common people, so there is no help from her mother's family in the court at the moment... And when the former emperor of Dali was able to find the Dugu family, it is rumored that there are ancestors of Dali. In a dream, let him meet on a mountain."

Zhao Rong answered, "You mean, this mountain is the Moon Sacrifice Mountain?"

Gu Yiwu nodded slightly.

Zhao Rong was silent for a moment.

He chuckled and shook his head: "No need to change, it's here."

Gu Yiwu nodded tacitly, but Zhao Rong didn't explain.

The two walked quietly for a while.

The young Confucian scholar smiled suddenly, "Oh, I think it's interesting to go together."

The burly Confucian scholar also laughed.

At this moment, I saw the front hall of Weiyang Palace in front of me. It seemed that the feast had already dispersed, and all the guests left in an orderly manner, but the little emperor did not go through the gate where the courtiers left, but came to the back hall, and was surrounded by a group of people. The ladies of the court crowded together.

However, although the little emperor and his party came towards Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu, they were quite far away, and the former did not see Zhao Rong.

When passing by, Zhao Rong saw that the little emperor seemed to have drunk a lot.

His delicate face was blushing, and he was drunkly holding the soft hand of the beauty who was sitting with him just now.

However, at this moment, the two maidens of the moon who were next to the little emperor gestured to the other court ladies, as if they were going to take the little emperor back to the bedroom to rest and separate from the beauties who accompanied the wine.

Zhao Rong glanced at it.

The little emperor didn't seem to have any objection to this, and obediently obeyed the sisters of Xianyue sent by his mother to take care of him, so the little emperor looked down at the hands that he thought were beautiful, and reluctantly let go.

"You go back to rest too, I will play with you tomorrow." The little emperor waved drunkenly, and then left.

On the veranda not far away, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu saw this scene and smiled at each other.

Gu Yiwu sighed, "Hey, it's nice to be young."

"Yo, Brother Yiwu, there is a story."

Zhao Rong laughed.

Gu Yiwu laughed and cursed, and waved his hands, "There's a fart story, but it's just a nonsense that I didn't understand when I was a child."

Zhao Rong was just right, and said "oh" out of curiosity.

Sure enough, the burly Confucian scholar touched his chin with the blue stubble, and couldn't help but pour out:
"When I was young, there was a big sister who played very well in the family next door. After school, she liked to come over the wall and take us to play house. Tongyan Wuji, childhood sweetheart, that day, it was the first time I found her Hands, her arms, her chest...ahem, her face...so pretty."

Zhao Rong held back a smile, and said with a serious face: "Then just rubbed?"

"........."

This rubbish word is very quintessential.

Gu Yiwu snorted softly, and proudly said: "It was Sister Guo who rubbed against me and took the initiative to hold my hand."

"Huh?"

But before Zhao Rong asked curiously, Gu Yiwu stomped his feet angrily and said:
"That day at home, I finally played the bridegroom once, and sister Guo played the bride. We had just put on the wreaths and hadn't bridal chamber yet. My old lady came over and beat me up. Hey, you said it wasn't bad for me. something?"

"Haha...cough cough, that's right." Zhao Rong covered his mouth and coughed with a smile, and asked curiously, "Then what happened afterwards."

"What else can I do? I was sued by my mother against our respective parents. Our two families were originally a bit of a feud, and we rarely had the opportunity to play later. Do you think it is necessary to build the wall so high? Birds fly Don't go..."

Amidst Gu Yiwu's cursing, Zhao Rong smiled and said a few words of comfort.

This kind of childhood ignorance about men and women, and the quiet first love, is indeed as romantic and beautiful as a touch of blue in the sky, but it will eventually turn into regrets, big or small, and keep it in my heart. I suddenly remembered the night there, and then I tossed and turned on the bed again.

"Tzuyu, what about you? When was the first time you held hands with a girl?"

Gu Yiwu shook his head melancholy, then turned to ask Zhao Rong curiously.

"I?"

Zhao Rong copied his sleeves, kept squinting and looked ahead, and suddenly sighed, "Hey."

Gu Yiwu's eyes became more and more curious, could it be a regret worse than him?
Zhao Rong shook his head dispiritedly, "Brother Yiwu, you know me."

He paused, shook his head and said, "I met Qingjun in the cradle, and even snatched her milk, and then we started holding hands when we were wearing crotch pants, and then we met Qian'er... Hey, holding hands, you Let’s face it, it’s really not that difficult.”

Nothing.

The young Confucian scholar said sincerely, with a slightly regretful tone.

"........."

Burly Confucian scholar: Do you think you are very humorous?

The atmosphere became awkward.

Gu Yiwu turned black, and didn't really want to talk to Zhao Rong.

Damn, is this my childhood sweetheart?Careless.

Zhao Rong held back a smile and apologized.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind, and the two were quiet at the same time, restrained their expressions, and looked back.

It was Li Mingyi in a python robe.

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(End of this chapter)