Destiny Only Han

On the night of the Lantern Festival, the city is full of Lantern Festival.

The full moon hangs high, the starry sky is bright, and the night sky is blue and blue, as if it has just been washed.

There are people coming and going on the long street, laughing and cheering.

In Lifang, all kinds of lanterns are hung at the door of many people's houses and on both sides of the alleys, which are gorgeous and colorful.

The dragon dance team and lion dance team passed by on the long street, attracting people to follow and watch with great interest. Many people carried lanterns and walked happily on the street, holding lanterns to watch the lanterns and guessing crossword puzzles.

At this time, I don’t know which big family is setting off fireworks in the yard, and colorful fiery trees and silver flowers bloom suddenly in the blue night sky, rushing into the sky, some of them are shining like fireflies in the night sky, and some are like fireflies. The September chrysanthemums bloom beautiful flowers with gorgeous colors and different images. The sparks crackle and pop from all directions, and explode in mid-air, dazzling the eyes and ears, and making people dizzy.

Such a situation, even many people in Chang'an who are used to the wealth and honor in the world can't help but admire it.

Under the flower tree, a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar with a writing brush stuck in his head looked up for a while, shaking his head and fluttering.

"Fire trees and silver flowers converge, and star bridge iron locks open. The dark dust follows the horses, and the bright moon follows people. The playwrights are full of plums, and the singing is full of plum blossoms. Jinwu can't help the night, and the jade leaks don't remind each other..."

"A good poem, a good poem, should be understood!"

After he finished speaking, he untied a wine gourd from his waist and took a few mouthfuls of it.

A passing little lady wearing a cone hat and colorful skirt covered her mouth and chuckled, and whispered to her companions: "I don't know where the sour literati came from to show off their elegance here. Doesn't he know that the people in Chang'an City Everyone has a copy of "The Collection of Today's Poems"..."

Another little lady who was also wearing a cone hat echoed with a smile: "That's right, she actually chose to recite His Majesty's poems to show off her literary talent, what a pig's nose with green onions... No, let's go, he's here!"

The little lady in the colorful skirt was startled, and dragged her companion to run away.

The Confucian scholar smelled of alcohol all over his body, and he was afraid that he would beat them up in a minute if he became angry from embarrassment!

After all, a creature like Jiumengzi is the most unreasonable thing!
The Confucian scholar stood there for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile, lifted the gourd and poured tons and tons of it. After a long time, he hiccupped, his face showing a foolish look.

Well, this person is Gong Liangqiao, after Gong Liangru, a disciple of Confucius who was recruited by Liu Heng in the past.

That day Liu Ying originally wanted to send the group of Confucian scholars to Chang'an City to listen to, but later he felt that the group of people who could only talk and talk would only waste food when they arrived in Chang'an, so he simply issued another edict to send the group of people who had already walked to Chang'an. The Confucian scholars in Tongguan were thrown to Jiangnan and Lingnan, where they were asked to teach for three years as punishment, and then fled back to the Yi clan...

But now, it is difficult for Gong Liangru to return to Chang'an, but Liu Heng has lost the idea of ​​winning the championship, so he is completely unemployed...

Gong Liangqiao staggered forward and murmured softly: "Gong Liangqiao, Gong Liangqiao, you have lived thirty-nine times in vain, and now you are reduced to the point where you are laughed at by a few ignorant women. ..."

At this moment, a very elegant-sounding voice sounded behind him.

"Zeng Zi said: A scholar cannot be indifferent. The responsibility is heavy and the road is long. Ren takes it as his own responsibility, isn't it too important? Isn't it too far away after death?"

"Why is Gongliang brother so depressed?"

Gong Liangqiao turned around abruptly, and saw a man wearing a straight blue train and a black gauze hat. Although his eyes were dim at the moment, he could still vaguely feel the gentleness and handsomeness of the other party.

He hiccupped and asked drunkenly, "Who are you? How do you know the name of a certain family?"

In the next second, the gentle and jade-like man slapped him across the face, and angrily said, "Now, are you more sober?"

Gong Liangqiao was stunned, he covered his face full of grievances: "You... you hit someone! I want to sue the government!"

The gentle and jade-like man took half a step back, stood under the streetlight, and asked again: "Look clearly, who is XX!"

Gong Liangqiao looked carefully again, and suddenly realized: "So it's my brother Yan Gao, I lost my composure, and I didn't recognize you for a while, no wonder! But, you shouldn't hit me either!"

Yan Gao took half a step forward, smiled and shook his head: "Why don't you call back?"

As he spoke, he turned half of his face to the side, and at the same time, there was a bit of a teasing smile on his face.

Snapped!
Gong Liangqiao withdrew his palm and said solemnly: "There is a saying in "The Analects of Confucius·Xianwen", or it says: 'How to repay grievances with virtue?' The Master said: 'How to repay virtue? Repay grievances with straightness, repay virtue with virtue'..."

Yan Gao laughed heartily after a brief period of confusion: "Brother Gongliang has not changed at all after being separated for so many years!"

Gong Liangqiao sighed and remained silent.

Nothing changed?
no.

The slap he just gave was just to protect his remaining dignity.

After a long time, Gong Liangqiao forced a smile and asked, "Why is my brother Yan Gao here?"

Yan Gao smiled and said: "Thank you for not giving up today, my younger brother, I was recommended by someone to be the concubine of the Eastern Palace. Now is the Shangyuan Festival, and the crown prince has gone to Changle Palace. I have nothing to do, so I come to the market to join in the fun. If you are tired, go to the Orchid Wine Shop in West Market to get drunk..."

Well, although he is a direct descendant of Yan Hui, not everyone can do Yan Hui's kind of food and drink, in the back alleys, people are unbearable, and Hui will not change his joy.

Gong Liangqiao was full of envy.

After all, he is not a fool, and as a descendant of the former Gong Liangru, he knows that Liu Yan's position as the crown prince is as solid as gold, and now that Yan Gao is the concubine of the East Palace, his prosperity is just around the corner!
We are all descendants of Confucian sages, but now we have completely different destinies.

Yan Gao saw this, and pretended to ask: "I don't know where brother Gongliang is now?"

Gong Liangqiao shook his head and sighed: "I have no job, just wandering around all day..."

This is real.

He is extremely regretful now.

At the beginning, he didn't listen to the words of his fellow Confucian scholars, so he resolutely resigned from elementary school, smashed the iron rice bowl that still has a pension after retirement at the age of 60, and returned to Chang'an intending to join Liu Heng again, but what he never expected was that Liu Heng just stayed. He served tea to see off guests after a meal, which resulted in him having no foothold in Chang'an, and returning to Lingnan to teach would not be able to get rid of that face...

After all, the headmaster tried to persuade him to stay that day, but he ignored it. Instead, he spoke ill and asked the other party not to hinder his future...

Now that he has ended up empty-handed, it can be regarded as self-inflicted.

Yan Gao said with a smile: "In that case, Brother Gongliang might as well come to my house for a few days first, I will take some time to speak to His Majesty, and ask Brother Gongliang to be a lecturer in the East Palace...Brother Gongliang is a hundred times better than me, I think His Majesty will not refuse !"

Gong Liangqiao's eyes widened, but he hesitated: "It's good, I just don't know how the prince's character is..."

Although Confucianism emphasizes teaching without discrimination, Gong Liangqiao was not like this when he was a primary school teacher in the past. He would let those "rotten wood" do whatever they wanted, as long as they didn't make trouble in class.

But the prince is different.

If he becomes a lecturer in the East Palace and fails to teach the prince well, not only will he damage the reputation of Confucianism, but he will also be sorry for himself who has great ambitions!
Therefore, he must ask clearly first!
Hearing Gong Liangqiao's words, Yan Gao said without hesitation: "The prince is quite up-to-date, resolute and firm, respects teachers, is diligent and studious, although he is young and stubborn, he is still talented and beautiful, and he is in need of a brother like Gongliang. A skilled craftsman carves it!"

Well, fake.

Half-truths, to be precise.

How does a baby know what it means to respect teachers and respect morals, and for most children, being diligent and studious seems like a joke, but it is true that they are young and stubborn...

However, Gong Liangqiao believed it was true.

After Yan Gao came back, how could he deceive him?

Besides, don't think that he doesn't know anything just because he is really a rotten scholar!

The crown prince is the son-in-law of today, what kind of person Liu Ying is, he, the former chief aide of the king of Zhongshan, knows it very well, and dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, his future as a lecturer in the East Palace is stable!
Gong Liangqiao laughed loudly: "Since that's the case, please ask my younger brother Yan Gao!"

Yan Gao and Gong Liangqiao looked at each other and smiled, but there was a bit of embarrassment in the smile, but this embarrassment was fleeting, after all, the heart is the most scholarly, and it is only one who can be tricked!
With Gong Liangqiao, he, the concubine in the East Palace, can relax a lot...

"There are so many mountains and rivers, there is no way out, and there is another village..." Gong Liangqiao read two lines of poems, full of emotion: ""The Collection of Today's Poems" is really a treasure, and the poems and texts in it are very catchy. Said, it always fits the occasion! Today, it's really extraordinary!"

Yan Gao smiled and said, "I think that after a while, there will be a poem that is more suitable for the occasion."

Gong Liangqiao looked sideways and asked, "Which one?"

Yan Gao recited: "In the past, there was nothing to boast about, but now there is no limit to debauchery. The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day!"

Gong Liangqiao clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "My dear brother, to tell you the truth, I was apprehensive about being the lecturer of the East Palace before, but now that I read these two poems, I am full of confidence! Talented and beautiful!"

Yan Gao laughed awkwardly: "Extremely extreme, although what brother Gongliang said is not right, it is not far away!"

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Changle Palace.

Known as 'good talent and beautiful quality', Liu Yan was circling the pillar of the King of Qin with his hands clasped and his two short legs upside down.

Behind him, Lu Zhi, holding a small ice-cracked bowl in his hand, followed closely.

Without him, grandma is feeding again...

"Eat one, good boy, just eat one!"

"Today is the Lantern Festival, so you have to eat at least one Lantern Festival...The Lantern Festival stuffed with chives and eggs is also delicious!"

……

Amid Lu Zhi's broken thoughts, Liu Ying slipped away from the hall without a sound, with an expression on her face as if she was a dead friend who was not dead and poor, as if she didn't hear Liu Yan's heartbreaking cry after being caught. call.

The same is true for Lu Yu on the other side.

But she is the mother after all, so she closes the door of the palace gently, so that she will not hear her, and she can slightly reduce the guilt in her heart... (End of this chapter)