Sheng Fu

Chapter 491
The morning music is melodious, the birds are singing, and the Jinhua Palace is a peaceful and prosperous scene.

Jiao'e sings and dances gracefully, with great ritual and music, a palace banquet, one table per person, a total of one hundred tables are held today.

In the north, there are the Yang family of Yunhan, the Han family of Boya...

Sui Ting, who escorted Qi Lu to the imperial capital in the past, took a slightly forward seat on the northern table.

In the past, it was only a hidden trend, but now it is slightly visible.

In the south, the Chen family, the Wang family, Xie Yiming and Ji Jian sat apart.

Compared with spirit, people from the north are as brilliant as the morning glow, while people from the south are as restrained as the sea at dusk.

But the person with the best energy and energy is naturally Pu Weiqing.

He was seated on the left side under the Human Emperor. Today he is wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, with long hair hanging down to his waist. The person behind him is the Emperor's favorite princess Qian Ling. Qian Ling has an extra sword in his hand, named Chun. rhyme.

The princess serves as the sword attendant, and the romance of the first sword of the human race gradually spread in this Jinhua Palace.

But Pu Weiqing didn't care about these, compared to these, he thought of Jing Peiyao, the little girl hadn't cooked for herself for a long time, and that Yu Wenjun's living habits were more extravagant, either eating or eating out.

The more I think about it, the more difficult it is to calm down.

On the right side is Qiu Qing, the prime minister of the current dynasty, wearing an official uniform, still approachable, with no ferocity or official authority on his body, just like a calm and clear lake.

His eyes were soft, and he glanced at Qiu Qing on the opposite side intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing his old friend's face full of immortality, reserved and self-respecting, he almost laughed out loud. Only Qiu Qing knew that the old friend didn't have an elegant demeanor at the moment. Just indifferent.

The leaders of the North and the South, the famous bigwigs, almost all entered the arena today.

The sound of rites and music is melodious and slow, and the girl in Ruochuchun is gently grooming her hair.

Human Sovereign was wearing an imperial robe today, and it was rare for him to sit upright once. He held a wine glass in one hand, and his abyss-like eyes slowly moved across the entire Jinhua Palace.

The lords of Gungun, famous and romantic, the only fly in the ointment is that Yue Bo is not there, and the generals have not entered the arena. Thinking of this, Human Emperor feels a little owed.

But soon my heart became infinitely sentimental.

Suddenly, the ritual music stopped.

Everyone at the banquet raised their heads one after another, looking at the Emperor reverently, the indescribable crape myrtle true energy, like a round of purple sun shining on all living beings.

The Human Sovereign wrinkled slightly, with infinite philosophical thoughts in his eyes, and said with emotion: "I remember the last time such a banquet was held in the Jinhua Palace. It was a long time ago. At that time, the old guy in the south was still alive. , At that time, many people were also in their prime, and their brilliance was comparable to the sun and the moon."

"It's a pity that time has never spared anyone. Some people can only walk with me for a while."

"Before the end of the road, many people left without a sound, without even having time to say goodbye."

"Now, when I'm with you, I always think of the past. I still remember that the prime minister at that time was just a down-and-out commoner who couldn't afford enough food and clothing. swordsman."

"At that time, Xie Yiming was probably still an ignorant and ignorant teenager."

"I also remember that Ji Jian, within a month, even broke the Chengsheng, Huangting Pass, amazed the whole race."

"And Helian Chenshuang is also a majestic young man. He has the ambition of a kunpeng to travel thousands of miles. He is in the highest mountain in the north, looking at the North Sea. It is said that he even had a brief confrontation with Fuyao."

"Old friends are withering one after another, like leaves falling in the wind."

"In a blink of an eye, everything is rejuvenated again. I am here to meet you again."

Tears overflowed from the corners of Human Sovereign's eyes, no one could be ruthless than grass and trees, some people he always remembered.

Southern Ji Jian looked pious, raised his glass slightly, and said, "Your Majesty is eternally prosperous in Spring and Autumn. We are just the grass and trees in the mountains, and Your Majesty is the green mountains. However, we remember the voices and smiles of our ancestors in the past, and we dare not forget them."

"Although there are differences between the north and the south, that love in the world is a chapter in history."

After hearing this, Renhuang cast a playful look at Ji Jian, and said with a gentle smile, "You are still the best at talking, and now you have gray temples, do you remember the state of mind when you first wrote?"

Ji Jian had a friendly face, a trace of regret flashed in the depths of his eyes, and said with a light smile, "Naturally, I remember that at that time, I was full of vigor, and I always felt that I could cultivate myself, manage my family, govern the country and the world. The ancient quatrains, although a bit arrogant, were really beautiful at that time."

"Although I have entered Wuji now, I am no longer the boy I used to be."

Renhuang put down the wine bottle in his hand, and joked, "I'm here to rely on the old to sell the old and grow old."

Ji Jian bowed his head again and again and replied: "I'm in a cloud of thoughts for a while, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Yang Yu, the patriarch of the Yunhan Yang clan, said gently: "But today, we are still with His Majesty."

The Human Sovereign laughed and said, "That's right, old dreams are still old dreams, and the new era is naturally the new era."

Yang Yu was slightly taken aback, then nodded subtly.

Immediately, he glanced at Sui Ting. This upstart from the north was in his prime, and now he had reached the peak of Guiyuan. Although his literary talent was not as good as that of the literary masters, he was still unique and formed a school of his own.

Many years later, maybe leave a romantic chapter.

The Helian family is dead, and Fucheng is in power. This way, the northern family deeply feels the pain, so they want to establish Sui Ting as the way.

Sui Ting got up, and immediately, all the princes in the hall stared at the upstart from the north.

Xie Yiming's eyes were slightly erratic, as if he was recalling the past. When he saw Sui Ting, he would think of the Banquet of Ba Gu, and when thinking of the Banquet of Ba Gu, he would think of Zhuang Qin.

We haven't seen each other for several years, and when we meet again, we are far apart.

I'm afraid it will be hard to find a tavern, just eating peanuts, drinking wine and talking...

The two big bosses under the emperor were as steady as a mountain, indifferent.

Ji Jian's eyes flickered, and it was rare to have a hint of admiration for Beiren.

Sui Ting walked slowly to the center of the hall, clasped his hands together and bowed deeply: "Your Majesty, I heard that the Yuedan Review will be reopened in the near future, and I secretly think that this matter is unnecessary. Now that the talents in the north and the south are stable, the official circles can be guaranteed. It is thriving, and since modern times, the size of temples has become a fixed number, and no mistakes have been made."

"Although Yuedan commentary is a beautiful thing, it will inevitably shake the foundation of literati, causing literati to look down on each other, form cliques with each other, stand on their own hills, learn some knowledge, and hide their personal interests."

"At the time of the current great controversy, literati look down on each other, chatter endlessly, and mess up the elegance, which is definitely not a good thing."

"I personally think that maybe we can wait until the end of the big battle, and then reopen the Yuedan review."

"I also hope that Your Majesty will see clearly."

Yang Yu and the others felt very relieved. Sui Ting's words were sonorous and rhythmic, and he followed every step of the way, like a strong northern warrior walking on the yellow sand desert step by step.

The northerners have a mellow demeanor, nothing beats this.

Sui Ting's eyes were like a sea of ​​tranquility, and from the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Pu Weiqing who was sitting on the lower left side of the Emperor, the first sword of the human race, seemed not very interested today, and ignored it, while the Prime Minister on the lower right side was still like a tortoise Lying on the plate, raising the years silently.

Suddenly, the sound of ceremony and music stopped, and it came and went like a white rain.

The emperor's expression was gentle, like wearing new clothes after taking a bath, and he said with a gentle smile: "Sui Ting, I remember you, and it is said that you have made great achievements in the north. Take the position of leader."

"Northern boy, you are the most heroic."

"I don't know if I can see your glorious demeanor."

Sui Ting bowed in response, without the slightest panic in his mind, and responded softly: "Your Majesty has a long life without bounds. Naturally, you can see spring growth, summer growth, autumn harvest, and winter storage. In a single thought, you can embrace the universe in your heart."

Human Sovereign smiled and said: "This statement is like a beautiful jade. Today is just a feast, not talking about political affairs. We will discuss this matter the next day. What do you think?"

Sui Ting lowered his head, and responded humbly: "Your Majesty's words are very true, I was a bit abrupt, and I hope Your Majesty will punish the crime of abruptness!"

The Emperor said kindly, "It's fine, how can you say that you committed a crime, am I the one who ruined the scenery?"

Sui Ting said with a slightly unsteady voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En."

Immediately, he bowed step by step and stepped back slowly.

Yang Yu and the others looked as usual without any disturbance.

Qiu Qing and Pu Weiqing are still recuperating, occupying high positions, but they don't hear anything outside the window.

The emperor cleared his throat, and all the princes in the hall were concentrating, bowed their heads slightly, and listened carefully.

"The ceremonies and music have stopped, and everyone has had a drink. At this time, the interest should be good, but the singing and dancing are always in the habit of Sikong, so it will inevitably be boring."

"Just watch the sword dance, what do you guys think?"

Everyone was in a trance, no one dared to speak for a while, Xie Yiming asked with a smile: "Dancing swords in the palace, but dancing the universe, to strengthen the prestige of the soldiers in the north, I think it is very good."

The Human Sovereign laughed loudly and said, "That's right, you fat man has small eyes, but your vision is comparable to the sun and the moon."

"In the past, Fuyao once praised Dean Pu Weiqing in the imperial capital as the number one sword of the human race. I still feel deeply about this matter. The sword of the dean is called Chun Yun. As the head of a school, how can you use a three-foot sword rashly, you should set an example and transform all living beings with virtue."

"Therefore, I have someone else to choose to dance the sword today."

Pu Weiqing nodded implicitly, without saying a word, he was just a display, and the beautiful sword attendant behind him was also a display.

The Human Sovereign clapped his hands twice, and the applause resounded sonorously, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, crushing the song of all birds.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man who was not handsome, but honest, walked into the hall barefoot, wearing a fitted sword suit. The sword body shone with purple awns.

Human Sovereign smiled and said: "I don't know what you think of this man dancing sword?"

It was only then that Xie Yiming, Ji Jian, Yang Yu, Sui Ting and the others suddenly realized that how could another prime minister not come to such a feast today.

Ji Jian bit the bullet and said: "The prime minister dances the long sword in person, its sharpness shines through the sun and the moon, and shines on the mountains and rivers, so it must be the cloud-topping Ruixia."

Renhuang smiled and leaned back slightly, and said in admiration: "Not only I love to hear these words, but the prime minister also loves to hear them."

Bai Xiaowei was barefoot today, with the sword out of its sheath in his hand, in the center of the hall, suddenly the sword clanged and clanged, the sword energy danced wildly, between the sword's movements, the vision of mountains and rivers rolled, the sun and the moon shone together.

Several swords were fired in succession, and the sword light in the Jinhua Palace was shining brightly, and the tables, chairs and benches were literally coated with a layer of majestic purple rhyme, and then all the living beings in the hall were full of praise.

Human Sovereign rested his chin with one hand, with a look of numbness on his face.

Zheng!
The sword's cry is suddenly loud and clear, like a phoenix's cry for nine days.

Bai Xiaowei's sword became more and more majestic, more and more upright, turning and moving on the main hall, round and smooth.

Want to make a move to return to the wind and snow.

The sword in his hand is like a torrential rain sweeping across the mountains and fields, dancing around his body, the sword is ruthless.

puff!
The blood spattered, and the snow that returned to the wind did not turn into blood.

Yang Yu let out a shrill scream, covered her left ear with one hand, her face was grim and distressed, beside Sui Ting, there was a bloody groove in her face, and her blood-stained nose dropped the wine bottle with a plop.

Sui Ting was in so much pain that it was hard to describe, he had a handsome face, but his five senses were lost after one strike.

when!
Renhuang angrily slapped his palm on the desk, revealing a grand momentum, and Ziwei's true essence was steaming like a big sun.

Above the main hall, a needle can be heard.

The maids and guards all knelt down on their knees, not daring to move.

The Human Sovereign roared, "You bastard! How can you hurt someone by letting you dance your sword? As a strong man in Ling Xiao, how could you have such an abrupt and sloppy sword?"

Bai Xiaowei was barefoot, the sword in his hand fell, and his body fell to the ground, and he said with great sorrow: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have committed a crime. I didn't receive my sword energy for a while, so I took advantage of the situation and unfortunately missed Senior Yang Yu and Sui Ting. Please treat the wounds, Your Majesty." The crime of man, punish the crime of shock!"

Sui Ting leaned over his desk, his eyes were full of ferociousness, and his heart was full of hatred, but the fierce eyes could only lie dormant at this moment.

Yang Yu's eyes were like a sea of ​​bitterness, and her lips were trembling.

Although the sword of the strong Ling Xiao was an accidental injury, the killing power of the sword pierced the bone three points, and the two of them are now like snakes and rats piercing their hearts.

The Emperor was furious, and said with a sneer: "Punishment is to punish your crime. May the facial features of Yang Yu and Sui Ting be revived? Can their demeanor return to the old days?"

Bai Xiaowei bowed his head and said nothing, no one could see Bai Xiaowei's face clearly.

Ren Huang looked apologetic, looked at Yang Yu, and said with great shame: "The sword of the prime minister is so powerful, I am also deeply surprised, how to deal with it, but I have no choice but to follow my love."

Yang Yu endured the severe pain, and just as he was about to salute, Ren Huang shook off a piece of crape myrtle true essence and helped Yang Yu up. At this moment, Yang Yu almost vomited blood, and the crape myrtle true essence penetrated into his body. Yu has a little cultivation level, and he is afraid that he will vomit blood and die at this moment.

At this moment, Yang Yu experienced firsthand what it means to be above heaven!

The emperor's smile was like the rippling spring breeze, and he said softly: "Aiqing is already hurt, there is no need to be polite, this is my will."

Qiu Qing was still recuperating, but Pu Weiqing turned a blind eye to it, and a little bit of real energy poured into Qian Ling's body to soothe his inner anxiety.

After hearing this, Yang Yu squeezed out a sincere smile, and said truthfully: "My lord, you have done a lot of good deeds. Today, dancing swords for us would have broken his daughter's body, and although the hall here is magnificent, the sword of your lord can go straight through Sky, so it is reasonable to miss it."

"I'm old, so what's the problem if I lose one ear?"

"Sui Ting is in the prime of life, handsome as a star, it is inevitable that he will give birth to a wandering mind. One less official can let him concentrate on cultivation and concentrate on writing. This sword is also the sword of enlightenment, the sword of awakening the soul."

"What reason do I have to pursue the Prime Minister?"

After hearing this, the Human Sovereign glanced gloomyly at Bai Xiaowei who was lying on the ground, and said angrily, "Why don't you stand up and toast to thank you two for your kindness?"

Bai Xiaowei struggled to get up, his energy was a little scattered.

Yang Yu quickly said: "This is impossible. The prime minister is in a high position, and his virtue is as shining as a golden body. How can he toast me and expect His Majesty to take back his will? I really can't bear it."

After hearing this, the Human Sovereign sighed deeply and said: "You two are benevolent and virtuous, they have been manifested through the ages, so I have no choice but to obey."

Afterwards, he looked at Bai Xiaowei with a gloomy face, and said, "Back off."

Holding the sword in one hand, Bai Xiaowei made a bow with the other, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En."

The swordsman walked calmly, with the energy and spirit like a green dragon wrapping around the moon, as he left the hall step by step.

The Emperor raised his glass and said: "The rush is over, come, come, let the feast continue, I respect you all."

Everyone stood up slowly, raised their wine bottles, and drank the cup together.

Pu Weiqing and Qiu Qing didn't pay much attention to the two who forcibly got up.

Before the feast was over, who dared to leave first, Xie Yiming looked calm, knowing that the imperial physician would not enter the venue today.

Outside the Jinhua Palace, Bai Xiaowei shook his clothes. He got up very early in the morning and didn't have breakfast. He wondered whether he should eat steamed buns from Zhang San's family or fried dough sticks from Li Si's family...

(End of this chapter)