Qingchuan History

Chapter 382
At the beginning of June, the reeds are in full bloom.Although it is still in the growth period, the reeds in the Phi Shuang Hall have been planted for many years, so they are extraordinarily tall, covering half of the halls with stone paths.

Gu Xinglang and Ji Wanling walked side by side among the green reeds, and the world of Qi Gong was separated into a water island.The emerald Ji Wanling walked slowly among them, like a reed.

"It was also this time when she first visited Pishuang Palace last year. The reeds were in full bloom, I think it was the end of May, a few days earlier than your visit this time."

At the end of May in the sixth year of Jinghong, Ruan Xueyin visited Pishuang Palace for the first time, and talked with Ji Wanling about the old affairs of Fengting Pass, and used the imprint of the snow to solve Gu Xinglang's suspicion.

"At that time, Mrs. Pei was still an ugly lady who avoided living in Zhexue Palace." She continued, "In just one year, she was favored and favored, which attracted divergences from the government and the public, and the current situation was shaken."

Gu Xinglang raised his hand to caress the clump of reeds by his side. The leaves are too thin, but luckily the edges are not too sharp, so they won't prick his hands.

"In the past dynasties, there have been many people who have been favored. The government and the opposition are divided and the current situation is turbulent. It is really a bit alarmist. My thoughts, the problem of the situation, one person is not enough, it is always the result of multiple struggles."

He withdrew his hand,

"It turns out that reed leaves don't prick people. What kind of aquatic plants are those that prick people?"

"Di." Ji Wanling answered casually, "Jianjia is green, and white dew is frost. The world thinks that Jianjia refers to reeds, but some people say that Jianjia refers to reeds, and Jia refers to reeds."

She turned to look at him,
"The Ninth Prince who has finished reciting the "Book of Songs" at the age of six, how can I say this kind of shallow knowledge?"

Gu Xinglang has a photographic memory since he was a child, and he has memorized it after reciting it.

"It's one thing to recite it, but another to understand it. The teacher didn't tell me back then that reeds are reeds and grasses are also grasses."

He also looked back at her, smiled,
"It looks like I told you. Daughters and students are different after all. The teacher is partial."

"Father treats me with kindness, and treats the king with loyalty. Naturally, it is different. If you really want to say partiality, my father still prefers the king."

The reeds are green and green, the flowering period has not yet arrived, and the long and narrow leaves are gold-plated by the evening twilight.The leaves and leaves are all gold-rimmed, and the vignettes are intertwined, so that a sea of ​​light floats above the entire vestibule of the Frost Palace.

Gu Xinglang stretched out his hand again, and broke off a green leaf nearby.It took a lot of effort, thinking that the reed pole was difficult to break, so he used both hands.

"That sounds resentful." The joke was very strong.

Ji Wanling stood still, turned around and looked at him, "Are you talking to me now, do you have to take every step like this?"

Gu Xinglang also turned around completely, the surroundings were silent, there were only the two of them among the mighty reeds,
"If you keep step by step, you won't retreat from the left and right. If you retreat from the left and right, you just want to talk to each other."

"The situation in the court has been arranged like this by the emperor, the front court is undercurrent, and the back court, except for Mrs. Pei, the heads of the three halls have all been pushed to the forefront." She stared at him, both deep and shallow, as if disappointed,

"In order to protect her now, you are completely disregarding the life and death of others."

Gu Xinglang's eyes flickered, "Why are you talking so seriously? As I said just now, when it comes to the situation, one person is not enough to make things happen. You and Mrs. Zhen's seats were arranged long before I returned to the palace. At the cusp of the storm, I didn't push it."

"But you pushed Mrs. Jin." Ji Wanling said softly, "I happened to meet Chai Yinuo on the day he left the palace with the royal bottle in his arms. Chunfeng asked why there was some water in it, but I didn't care." She Sigh,

"Xinglang, who are you targeting with such an arrangement?"

"I also want to ask." He fixed his gaze on her, "Who is this momentum directed at?"

The remonstrance of the favored, the remonstrance of the empress, the people's words are borrowed, and the momentum is like thunder.

"Father treats you with loyalty, and Mrs. Ji treats Mrs. Gu with sincerity." Her eyes suddenly brightened, and her almond eyes shone brightly.
"Ms. Pei's status is special, and people have talked about it since she entered the palace. Now that she is favored for a while, the emperor alienates the entire backyard for her. In such a situation, people are talking about it; how can they use people to plan this momentum? Your honor is fair. There are all kinds of advice in the hall, from the royal rules to the current situation, which one is wrong?"

"Wan Ling," Gu Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you know what you are arguing with me at this moment?"

"Since your majesty has something to say, I'm here to have a heart-to-heart exchange." She took a deep breath and exhaled long, "Wan Ling dared to talk about court affairs."

"The previous dynasty had the practices of the previous court. If I have something to say, I will ask your father. Today I have a heart-to-heart talk, and I am not here to listen to your criticism of the court. I just said that I didn't hear it."

Ji Wanling was silent, raised her head for a while, and looked at the reeds that were sinking in the dark twilight,
"I remember my father teaching at that time. He once said that "Jianjia" looks like a love poem, but the annotators of all dynasties tend to think it is a satirical poem. The irony is that the monarch cannot use etiquette to strengthen the country."

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were like an ink fan in the dark sky,
"The tradition of the back court and the rules of the royal family are also part of the etiquette system. The emperor must listen to the words of the courtiers and concubines in line with their status, so the meaning of the courtiers is this "Jianjia"."

Gu Xinglang was also silent for a moment,

"Do you think that the more people try to interpret all these texts, the easier it is to go astray, and finally lose the source. The so-called deepening the search, the further the loss. That's why some scholars say that everything in history is Today's history, the advantages and disadvantages of opinions, are for the present world."

"You think it's a love poem?"

"I think it's love poetry."

As it got darker, he went to see her again,

"For many years later, when I occasionally think of this poem, I always think of you. My father bestowed a marriage, and you will live in the Chengze Palace in the future. At that time, I was still thinking, after all, I missed the reed in the Pishuang Palace. Jian Jia, After all, it’s just me alone.”

This is the first time he has spoken clearly about this past relationship.In the past ten years, he has done many things for the people in front of him, but due to his age and situation, he never said it clearly.

This is the first time.

Lightly fanning her eyelashes, Ji Wanling turned her head to meet his gaze after a while,
"Now I live in the Phi Shuang Palace, Jian Jia is still there, but you don't want it anymore."

"I'm sorry, I already said it last winter." Gu Xinglang said softly, "Wanling—"

"Your Majesty speaks from the heart," she interrupted, "If you want to ask anything, you may as well ask directly. Dinner is still waiting."

Half a moment of silence.

"Is this "Jianjia" all there?"

"Yes."

"It's all about you, or all about the family."

"Father treats the king with loyalty, and the Ji family treats the Gu family with sincerity. This statement is sincere, and if you say it ten thousand times, if the king doesn't believe it, it will be in vain."

"If one day," Gu Xinglang continued to look at her, both deep and shallow, "it's more than that, what will happen to you."

"There won't be that day."

"I said if."

Another half moment of silence.

"Eleven years ago, when the emperor bestowed a marriage on me, I was appointed as the Gu family member. Brother Lei was gone, and by accident, I still entered the palace and became the Gu family member. His, your country, I will do my best Take good care of it."

There must have been a momentary pause,
"I will do my best to protect the century-old mansion that gave birth to me and raised me in Jidu City. The peace and tranquility is what I wish. So your majesty's worries will not happen."

It was dark, and the reeds were all in shadow.

"Let's pass on the dinner." Gu Xinglang said quietly.

　Regarding the interpretation of "Jianjia" by later generations, it is said that it is a satire that Qin Xianggong could not use Zhou Li to strengthen the country, so this book is empty, so I will not mention specific personnel.Thank you Jingshui Liushen 2017, Zhenzhen Baby, cclevana for rewarding 2333
　　
　
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