Sometimes the palace is sunny

Yanjing City is more than [-] feet wide from east to west, and more than [-] feet wide from north to south. All living beings gather and scatter like sand, so naturally there will not be only a "feast to welcome the wind".

"The shochu made by the Jurchens is spicy, mellow and refreshing. Both the Han people and the Jurchens in the Liaodong area like it very much. There are also merchants who came here who secretly bought it back. It's a pity that I can't drink alcohol due to business. After carrying these two altars back, I finally waited until the errand was delivered before I came to drink with Zhenjun Li."

"Liaodong shochu? It's really a good thing. Compared with this, the Diaojiu I brought is more mellow and less spicy. I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand the cold winter after the snow. Fortunately, I brought some venison I hunted myself, and finally made it I can still recognize myself as the host.”

The young man was wearing a white gown with pine and bamboo pattern off the shoulders and sleeves. The extremely delicate crane bird spread its wings and rested on his shoulders. The crimson crest of the crane looking down was just in the middle of his chest.

This alone is enough to bring out his handsome appearance.

The person sitting opposite him was wearing a Yaqing Daoist robe and a Tang scarf on his head, dressed as a scribe, propped his head in one hand, picked up a piece of mountain chestnut with chopsticks in the other hand, and said with a smile:
"This small plate of preserved plum blossoms made of mountain chestnuts mixed with olives and salt is already wonderful, which is enough to show the kindness of Li Zhenjun. I read Mr. Ke Shan*'s "Shan Family Qing Gong" before, and read This taste yearns for it, and I only hate that there are no chestnuts available in the spring. I never thought that the thoughts of that day would be brought to me by Li Zhenjun. When I saw speculation and saw my confidant again, I thought it was an ancient lie. When I met Li Zhenjun Only then did I know that I lacked knowledge in the past.”

The man in brocade clothes chuckled and shook his head. He had already taken out a pair of fine white porcelain tall cups from the carrying case. He took another look at the wine jar still sealed with mud, and put the fine porcelain cups back.

"Steward Fang, fetch two larger wine bowls."

Seeing him like this, the scribe smiled and said:

"Li Zhenjun is so casual and free-spirited, and Ming is not as good."

This person is Ming Ruoshui, who has just returned to Beijing for two days.

"What's so casual about drinking? Brother Ming always compliments me when he's free." "Li Zhenjun" sitting opposite Ming Ruoshui is naturally Shen Shiqing in Zhao Surui's shell. She went to see Chen Shouzhang a few months ago. On that day, I ran into Ming Ruoshui by chance, and the two chatted together, and it was quite speculative. Yesterday Ming Ruoshui returned to Beijing, and today he called "Li Zhenjun" out for a drink.

She came.

"This soju is really good."

After taking a sip, Shen Shiqing gave a compliment.

"I used to make wine by myself, and I learned the autumn dew and touping fragrance from Shandong area. Most of the autumn dew is added with flower dew and fruit juice. Although the nectar is spicy, it is still sweet in the mouth, and the touping fragrance is refreshing. It's a pity that the aftertaste is a bit strong, and it's not as clear as this shochu."

"I didn't expect Li Zhenjun to be able to make wine?" Ming Ruoshui put down the empty wine bowl, and his tone was very surprised, "I think I'm also indulged at home, but I didn't expect Li Zhenjun to be young. More than the following."

Holding the wine bowl with two fingers, Shen Shiqing looked at the clear liquid in the bowl, the corners of her lips curled up slightly:

"My mother has two great things in life, one is good for horses, and the other is good for wine. I just learned a little bit from her."

Ming Ruoshui quickly filled his wine bowl again after hearing the words:

"Walking all over the country, it's not like I haven't seen strange women who are good at riding or drinking fine wine. It's a pity that they are not proud of their talents, let alone their preferences, and they are dismounted. After the altar, after all, she married someone like other women, and since then she has put her mind on her husband and children. It is extremely rare to be able to let children say "my mother has two great blessings in life", and it is even more amazing to be able to confess that I love horses and wine. People are shaking."

Touching his own wine bowl with Shen Lizhen's wine bowl, Ming Ruoshui said with a smile:
"If I didn't get to know Zhenjun Li, I wouldn't be able to gain such knowledge. I just hope that I can get closer to Zhenjun Li. Someday I can visit Lingtang with Zhenjun Li. I will definitely go with the best wine. "

Shen Shiqing looked at Ming Ruoshui, picked up the wine bowl, and drank the wine in it straight away.

"My mother is an excellent person, intelligent and courageous, and never bows her head because of petty selfishness."

After finishing speaking, she lifted the wine jar with one hand and poured wine into the bowl.

The unwarmed wine seemed to still have the bitter cold air of Liaodong, Shen Shiqing closed her eyes slightly, and drank the wine in one gulp.

In the past few years, she seldom talked about her mother with others, even to Chuiyun and Tunan.

It's not that I don't want to say it.

She was like a snake lying on the ground waiting for the severe winter to pass. During the long wait, she was unwilling to see the wound on her body.

"If my mother gets to see brother Ming, she will definitely like it."

Lowering her eyes, Shen Shiqing changed the subject:

"Before I heard that there was a snow disaster in Liaodong, I thought Brother Ming was in Yongping Mansion. Now that Brother Ming is safe and sound, I can feel relieved."

The freshly roasted venison exudes a strong aroma and heat, and a piece of it is wrapped with sauced vegetables with a blade, and it is full of fragrance in the mouth.

Ming Ruoshui swallowed the venison in his mouth, said with a smile:
"Although he encountered some villains, Wei Xuan, the prefect of Yongping, is worthy of the umbrella given to him by the people of Shanyin County. Natural disasters are just natural disasters, and they did not become man-made disasters."

"The villain is causing trouble." Shen Shiqing played with these four characters, shook her head and said, "The person behind this may not be a villain."

Either a villain or an adult.

Ming Ruoshui took out a letter from his bosom: "There is no shortage of gentlemen in the field, and there are villains in power*. This letter may as well be accepted by Zhenjun Li."

There was no handwriting on the envelope, Shen Shiqing opened it, took a look, and then looked at Ming Ruoshui.

Ming Ruoshui chuckled lightly: "The sender was extremely cautious and insisted on watching Wei Xuan destroy the letter. Wei Xuan's wife, Lin Shi, was quick-witted and took the opportunity of serving tea to replace the letter."

It was better for Liu Kangyong to write a lengthy excerpt to persuade "she" to follow the rites of the sages, and Shen Shiqing recognized it as his personal letter at a glance.

When he was the elder of Chaoge, he wrote to his disciples from his hometown asking him to stand by and watch the victims.

"Brother Ming is currently in charge of the military department, why did you give the letter to me, an idler in Jinyiwei?"

"Li Zhenjun is a detached person, but he does things in a down-to-earth manner. You advised me not to worry about brother Shouzhang. Sure enough, after more than a month, brother Shouzhang was promoted to the prefect of Dengzhou for nothing."

These words made Shen Shiqing smile slightly.

"Chen Shouzhang is not at fault in the first place. He is willing to speak out and give advice. He has contributed to both the country and the people."

When she spoke, Ming Ruoshui kept looking at her.

It's like admiring the bright moon and crossing the snow-capped mountains, and it's like looking at a new flower and entering the water under its low light.

"Li Zhenjun, I once told Brother Shouzhang that if he handed over such a booklet, there is only one way to die."

"Forget?" Shen Shiqing raised her brows slightly, "I only know that brother Ming's article Huacai has extensive knowledge, but I didn't expect brother Ming to be able to tell fortunes."

"I'm an ordinary person, how can I tell my fate?" Ming Ruoshui laughed, "I've only experienced twenty years in the human world, so I can barely count people's hearts."

After finishing speaking, he seemed a little confused again, and his brows were wrinkled:
"I thought that according to His Majesty's nature, the Western Expedition was the most important thing, but I didn't expect him to pour his murderous heart into the government and the public."

Shen Shiqing filled both of their wine bowls, lowered her head and said:

"According to Brother Ming, you also feel that His Majesty is too strict with the courtiers?"

"No, no." Ming Ruoshui shook his head lightly, "Your disease is in the stomach, and it can be said that it is just right to treat it with the method of Qi Huo. I just didn't expect that my chronic disease of Dayong has really reached the stomach."

Looking at the several colored side dishes and the venison dripping with gravy, Ming Ruoshui sighed softly:
"Li Zhenjun came from a wealthy family with profound education, he behaved romantically, and treated me with hospitality, but he only had four dishes, one meat and one wine. In all the prefectures and counties under Zhili, wherever he went, he tasted almost all the delicacies of the mountains. I said, I only hate that the shad tribute is broken, otherwise, he would have invited me to eat extremely delicious shad, which is a hundred times fresher than what His Majesty uses to worship the heavens, and this one fish is worth more than a hundred gold?"

With a slightly stunned face, Ming Ruoshui gave a wry smile:
"In two months, I have seen almost all the dirty wine and meat in this world. From officials to officials, they are extravagant. Where does the money and food come from? Excessive collection from the bottom, false reports of disasters to the top, and the silver deposits in the Taipu Temple have not yet been confiscated." Qi, has already been remembered by these people, and it is another romantic and happy period to borrow it out of a clever name. Zhili is at the foot of the emperor, and if this is the case, what will happen to the state capitals in the world, I really dare not think about it."

After speaking, he took another sip of wine.

Although he is a free-spirited person who does not seek fame and fortune, he also has a heart to serve the country. Since the Great Yong Dynasty has been in power since its establishment, it has been corrupted to this point, and he is also a little depressed.

"Brother Ming inspected all prefectures and counties in Zhili, and laid off dozens of people from top to bottom. It can be seen that after the dirty wine and meat entered Brother Ming's stomach, a breath of fresh air came out. "

"Qing Qi?" Ming Ruoshui smiled "haha", "If it weren't for the old man Li Ge in the court to protect me, and I have a few friends who can protect me well, I'm afraid the one you met today, Li Zhenjun, would not be here. This down-and-out scholar who came back with a drink is the next tablet."

A few words, it can be seen that his business is dangerous.

After going through such dangers, he was able to deliver an extremely important letter to his "friend" who he had only met a few times.

Shen Shiqing sighed inwardly, and put the letter away properly.

"Since Brother Ming believes in me, just rest assured."

"I naturally believe in Zhenjun Li." Maybe it was because of the drunkenness, Ming Ruoshui's eyes were tinged with water, "Zhenjun Li, you said that Brother Shouzhang is fine, so you are really fine, why don't you talk about this matter again?" how?"

"How?" She took a sip of the cold wine, looked at the reflection of the man's eyebrows in the wine bowl, and smiled:
"Naturally, you should die, you should... die, Xuerong Chunsheng."

"Okay! What a Xuerong Chunsheng! I'm sorry for these four words!"

Ming Ruoshui drank a large bowl of wine with a smile, supported his head with his hands, looked at "Shen Lizhen", shook his head lightly and said:
"How on earth did God wake up, so that there is someone like Li Zhenjun in the world. When I first saw you, I felt that Zhong Ling was created in one body. It's so wonderful."

Listening to Ming Ruoshui's exaggerated praise, Shen Shiqing was about to refute, but saw Fang Qien walking over quickly.

"Master, that house is in trouble! There's blood."

"Brother Ming, I have something to do at home, I'll take a step first, and give Brother Ming a farewell in two days."

"Farewell party?" Ming Ruoshui hiccupped, and Ming Ruoshui was a little dazed, "It's only been two days since Xia Chuchu returned to Beijing, so how can we have a farewell party after two days?"

Walking quickly to the outside of the small courtyard, she saw that a horse had already been brought in at the door, she turned her head and looked at Fang Qi'en:

"Have someone send a letter back to the senior female official, write an imperial decree, and Ming Ruoshui will be sent to Jiangxi today by the promotion department to serve as the deputy envoy of Jiangxi's procuratorial department and lead the patrolling censor."

The eyes that were a bit hazy and drunk have regained their sobriety.

Fang Qi'en responded quickly, and led the horse for his royal family.

Getting on the horse and looking towards Ning Anbo's mansion, Shen Shiqing said:

"Be sure to let Ming Ruoshui leave Yanjing within three days."

"Yes."

After the order was completed, Shen Shiqing rode to the north.

The place she was going to was naturally Ning'anbo Mansion.

At this time, the Ning Anbo Mansion has become a mess.

The icy weapon was on the old woman's neck, dragging her out of the Peony Pavilion step by step, but Zhao Surui didn't go to the gate, but wanted to go to the bridge instead.

Two grey-haired nuns chased them out, their satin clothes were completely stained with blood.

The blood is naturally theirs.

Zhao Surui knew very well what it meant to capture the thief before capturing the king, the first thing he did when he took out the knife was to kill the old lady who was sitting upright.

The nuns around the old lady were silent, but their hands and feet were sharp, and they were about to knock him out with a slap. At the critical moment, Tu Nan rushed out from Zhao Surui's side. Since returning to Uncle Ning'an, she He didn't bring a sword, but hid two short knives on his body, one knife cut the two nuns next to the old lady.

Since Zhao Fuya used this incense, she naturally wanted to watch "Shen Shiqing" go crazy, but she never thought that other women going crazy would resort to lawsuits, and this Shen Shiqing who had been silent for seven years turned out to be using a knife !

Although she was in better shape than her peers, she was finally captured by Zhao Surui. Zhao Surui was not polite, and he didn't care if she was a woman or an old man. He pricked a blood hole in her thigh with a knife first, so she couldn't help it. get away.

"I know, old madam, you want me to go crazy in the street. If you say a few disrespectful words, it's better to say something ugly. It's a pity that I don't like to follow the path drawn by others. .”

Zhao Fuya never imagined that her plan would lead to such a situation, her leg was in severe pain, and her life was held hostage by others.

"Mr. Chen! Everyone in the whole family saw you violently hurting others. I am your elder and also a relative of the emperor. Once today is over, you will inevitably die."

"Ha, do you have to die? Can you let me live if I don't move?"

Outside the Peony Pavilion, the guards of the Prince's Mansion of Yingjun were naturally indispensable, drawing their swords out of their sheaths, and facing each other with their bows, Zhao Surui took precautions and kept Zhao Fuya firmly in front of him.

She put away the blood-stained knives in Tunan's hands, and she snatched a bow from somewhere. At this time, she also aimed at the group of people who surrounded them. If anyone dared to move rashly, she immediately shot an arrow.

Like Zhao Surui, she doesn't care who she shoots.

Hearing someone screaming and falling to the ground, Zhao Surui laughed out loud.

"Tunan, your skill is already the head of the Jinyiwei."

Tunan did not thank him for his compliment, but said:

"Girl, I counted last night. There were no less than 140 royal guards brought by the Prince of England. At this time, 80 people were present, and 60 people were not there. If the Prince of England left ten people to protect himself, what will happen to him?" The doors are sealed everywhere, and there are still 30 people who have ambushed around our yard."

"Not so many." Zhao Surui sneered, "When that man's head was hung this morning, he had to send someone out to deliver the letter. At this time, we are making such a fuss. The people from the West Factory outside have not yet come in. Most likely they were lured away by Zhao Qinyang ..."

His head was a little dizzy, Zhao Surui took a deep breath to wake himself up.

"There are 180 people in the west factory outside, and ten people form a team. Every time Zhao Qinyang sends people out, there is one team with less than three people, and two teams with more than five people. People dare not trespass, so there are another 30 people missing. There are probably more people hiding in the gate, there are ten people, and there are two or three people guarding the remaining small gates. There are only three or four people."

After taking a few breaths, Zhao Surui still felt the evil fire in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and said suddenly:
"Your majestic Ning'anbo mansion has ten spectacles for the reception of guests! Are you receiving the wind or feeding the birds?! The whole family is trash, and you are an old trash. You can't even invite guests. How dare you act What's so strong? As far as your ability to steal the skin from your granddaughter-in-law is concerned, what do you think you can care about?"

Zhao Fuya had lived for more than 70 years, and it was the first time someone pointed her nose at her face and called her a waste.

Shen Shiqing inhaled that magical incense, and called her a waste?
Looking around, they were all his nephew's guards, Zhao Fuya suddenly felt that the pain in his leg was nothing.

Who is she?
She is the head of Huaiyuan County!The eldest daughter of Xianying County King!Mrs. Ning Anbo's Mansion!

"Ms. Chen! Stop talking nonsense!"

"Nonsense? Am I wrong? If you want to do big things, you have to take care of the small things! Look at the servant girls in the Ning'an Mansion. They are all trash. Look at the account books of the Ning'an Manor. It’s all bad debts, look at the offspring you have raised, they’re not as good as a donkey tied together! You’re too old, and you can’t even make a mat, I think you’re a joke!”

"Girl, the bridge is blocked, let's walk on the ice."

Zhao Surui nodded.

He wants to swear when he opens his mouth now.

"Give me back the drug, what kind of knowledge do you have? You gave me the drug? Waste!"

Zhao Fuya: "..."

On the ice surface of the wide pond, the sound of "waste" echoed.

Across the pond, a group of women rushed onto the ice with swords, guns, clubs, and shields.

"girl!"

Zhao Surui was very proud:
"See? Old trash, this is Lao Tzu's soldier! A hundred times stronger than you!"

On the ice, maidservants and concubines in all kinds of skirts folded their skirts into their waists, and all the hairpins on their heads were removed. The three of them covered themselves with shields, and they actually formed a battle formation.

Siri Zhao: Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while, understand, trash?
*Using "The gentleman is in the field, the villain is in power, the people are abandoned, and the blame falls from heaven." "Shangshu Dayumo"

It means: If a virtuous gentleman is not in power, but an unvirtuous villain is in power, he does not care about the affairs of the people, and cannot keep the people, and heaven will inevitably send a catastrophe.

* "You are sick in the stomach" comes from the familiar text "Bian Que Meets Cai Huangong".

*The author of "Shanjia Qinggong" Lin Hong, named Keshan, was born in the Southern Song Dynasty.

This book is an important material for the study of diet and daily life habits in the Southern Song Dynasty. Since then, even in the unified period, southern literati have recorded far more books and articles on life and diet than those in the north.

The male supporting role that I lost a hundred chapters is finally online again.

It's hard to say whether it's a male supporting role.

Anyway, it can turn Zhao Shagou into Zhao vinegar dog.