Qingchuan History

Chapter 195
The voice of Jing Ting Ge is actually quite charming, sometimes even soft and waxy, but whether it's the tone of voice or the content of the speech itself, it always sounds harsh to people's ears.

"Qingchuan's unwritten rules, as a general who fights and even wins the post of general, is not the same person who is in charge of daily military affairs. The degree of intimacy between the general and the soldiers of each battalion is not directly related to the official position. Mr.'s words are still inappropriate."

Jing Tingge smiled again, and Yingying said: "Naturally it has nothing to do with the peaceful world. If there is a time of war, who is more willing to listen to the orders of hundreds of thousands of troops, but it is the key to turning the situation. The situation changes. It is difficult to say that the status of the official position has changed. Otherwise, for thousands of years in the imperial court, hundreds of officials have worked together for one master, and why are they fighting for power and profit?"

"Among the many principles that people in the army uphold, the first one is loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. Those who practice martial arts, eliminate violence and make good, serve the country and the people, so they don't waste all their skills. As for the ups and downs of rights that Mr. said, sometimes fate must have it, There is no time in life, and it is futile to force it." Chai Yinuo has a tall and straight figure, and his steps are sonorous, if it is not for this dignified and dignified gait, watching his face and listening to his words, he does not look so much like a general.

"Lord Xiao Chai is quite open-minded, but I don't know if Lord Xiao Ji thinks the same way. The General Secretary is in charge of internal and external memorials and subjects' complaint documents, which is an important position to assist in state affairs. He is only 25 years old and has reached the third rank. Master Xiao Chai is the eldest son of the Hussar General's Mansion. , even if you don't think about yourself, don't you care about the family's future?"

"Master Ji Ping is the prince-in-law of the court, the husband of Princess Chunyue. I have worked with him for a long time. With his ability, it is not too much to be in charge of the General Secretary." In comparison, it is not the same.He didn't believe that the other party didn't understand this.

Jing Tingge chuckled and shook his head, as if he was talking to himself: "There are two princesses in the Daqi Dynasty. Princess Chunyue is not only the eldest princess, but also the sister of His Majesty Qi Jun. This is the best thing in the Qi Kingdom's royal family. But they were all sent to Xiangguo Mansion."

During the conversation, the two had already walked to the end of the long bluestone road. Under Chu Yan's gate, the palace servants who were called to wait stood nearby.

"Ji is not Cangwu, Chai still wants to advise Mr. to be cautious in words and deeds. Please."

The skylark that sang suddenly in Zhengyang Gate has long since disappeared. There is no wind in the afternoon, and the plane trees are silent. However, the Qi Palace is not bleak all year round.

Brilliant yellow sycamore leaves drifted in from the imperial garden outside the wall, and fell all over the courtyard, covering every inch of open space in the Zhexue Palace.Earlier, Tangli was being cleaned by someone, but Ruan Xueyin stopped her, saying that it would be a bit autumnal if there were yellow leaves all over the place, so she only cleaned the previous day's leaves every morning, and by the afternoon, the new fallen leaves would spread out in layers again, making them brittle.

Already in mid-November, the hibiscus blooms just right in the courtyard.At this time, Ruan Xueyin was sitting among the fallen leaves about a foot away from the two hibiscus trees, a soft chair that could be reclined, and a small round table——

She lowered her head, writing and drawing on a few pages of paper, without really writing, as if she was just gesticulating from space, familiar with those disorganized lines.

It's really like a ghost painting.Even if it is described stroke by stroke with incomparable sternness, it still makes people dizzy.

She frowned, feeling very difficult, and secretly wondered if Gu Xinglang was really teaching with all his heart, or did he find a way to delay the time, deliberately not to teach the tricks, so that he learned so hard?
Sighing for a moment, I turned my head to look at the two hibiscus plants a foot away. The soft white petals were smeared with one or two spots of bright red the size of a fingernail, as if ink was accidentally dripped from a paintbrush——

"Ink stains" are shapeless and irregular, and the red marks on each flower are different.The flowering period of hibiscus is from August to October, and it is unusual to bloom in November.What's more, she has never seen such traces on any tree hibiscus, and the colors of this flower are usually only bright pink and plain white——

Pure pink or white, without color marks.

That is, the flowers bloomed four or five days ago. She felt strange, and she always had the impression that she had seen it somewhere, and she ran to look through "Spiritual History of Mountains and Seas" before she was basically sure.

Yinhong dyed white, it is very appropriate to call it bleeding.But I don't know who started it.

Such a soft and quiet flower has a variety with such a strong name.

"Tsk tsk, this skylark is really capable. With such a small body, it can fly so high. You can only hear its sound when it screams, and you can't even see half of its shadow."

Tangli was squatting in the east of the courtyard tending to the withered flowers and trees in autumn, she could hear the melodious sound of clear and clear high air, she looked up, but there was no cloud in the sky, and there was no shadow of a sparrow.

"Climb to the sky once, and then rush into the clouds, it is a skylark. That's why the skylark is also called the sky bird." Ruan Xueyin also raised her eyes to look at the clear autumn sky when she heard the words, and one or two consecutive soft calls cut through the afternoon from the clouds An Ning, she moved her brows slightly, "It is said that this bird always spreads its wings upward no matter it takes off or lands in the sky. I don't know if it's due to some kind of defense or attack mechanism, or because of my temper, or mischievousness."

Tangli heard it funny, while continuing to prune the scattered flowers and branches that were about to enter the winter, she responded crisply: "Madam always treats flowers, birds, trees, and clouds as human beings, but what is the relationship between them? Let me see Ah, this skylark was born like this, and his demeanor is all natural, there is no reason."

Maybe.She responded in her heart, but her mind was not very clear, and she secretly thought that no matter how innate it is, there should be a reason for it.Everything in the world has a cause and an effect.

She listened attentively, and the singing in the clouds became longer and longer, and the ups and downs of high and low cadences gradually became one piece, but it seemed to be just one.Perhaps some birds are born to sing.So are people.

Birds are in the sky, people are in the courtyard.

Thinking of this, she raised her voice slightly and asked, "Has the Wei State Mission arrived?"

Yunxi just came back from the outside, and was stomping on the sycamore leaves all over the ground, and agreed:

"At half past noon, it was said that he had just entered the city and came directly to the palace. At this moment, he thought he had already entered the Zhengyang Gate, but he didn't know if the envoy himself had arrived at the Mingluan Hall."

It was Jingting Song who came, and Yunxi had already heard about it.Not only she has heard it, but also the voice of discussion in Qingchuan is boiling like boiling water——

It is common practice for the two countries to maintain diplomatic relations.However, Jing Tingge is not an ordinary person——

She is a woman, the first woman in the 300 years of Qingchuan to be able to stand in the court, and also the first woman to represent a country as an envoy to another country——

Beautiful and fierce, legendary and mysterious.Although more mysterious than her is her senior sister who has neither a good name nor a wise name, but only has a "false name" in Pengxi Mountain.

There is no one in the court of Wei Kingdom, the new king appoints envoys, leaving a group of men unused, so he chose Jingting Song——

Who did she come to see and what did she do? What is her plan now for the long and narrow country in the north of Qingchuan that has always been low-key?

At the end of the speculation, it was no surprise that it fell on the Zhexue Palace of Qi Palace, although most people didn't know which palace Mrs. Pei lived in.

And no matter which palace she lived in, it was impossible not to see her junior sister.

Yunxi also thought about it.

Ruan Xueyin replied with an "oh" after listening to this sentence, and continued to look at the ghostly symbols on the paper.

This is Gu Xinglang's seventh homework, it seems to be two sentences, and now she finally understands the last word of the first half of the sentence, she understands it, and is very speechless——

These are two poems.Two lines from a very famous poem.Because it is too famous, I don't need to study the second half of the sentence after explaining the first half of the sentence.

The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and cool again.

"Autumn Wind Ci".

He is casual, and Qiu Lai uses Qiu Ci, regardless of whether the homework can help her improve to the greatest extent——

She felt quite a headache, most of the knowledge that made her curious in this world did not include words.She doesn't like to write, and has no interest in all kinds of words, let alone this kind of heavenly script that is neither calligraphy nor painting——

God knows how such ugly characters were created, and why she had to sit here and study hard!

After the topic was solved, well, half of it was guessed directly, she felt bored, put the page aside, watched the phoenix leaves rustling in the sky and earth, and silently recited "Autumn Wind Ci" in her heart:
The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright,
The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and cool again.

When do you know when you meet with lovesickness?Embarrassed at this night.

After silently reciting this point, her heart skipped a beat, she was stunned for a moment, then jumped again, and finally her whole heart jumped wildly.

What is this person writing this for?
Just now, she judged the source based on the two lines of Fallen Leaf Jackdaw, only saying that he was singing about autumn, and didn't think about the whole poem at all.At this moment, I silently recited halfway through, but I couldn't continue anymore.

Come into my lovesickness door, know that I love you,

Long lovesickness looks long and long, short lovesickness is endless,
I knew it was such a stumbling block, so how could I not know each other?

(End of this chapter)