Chang'an is good

The secretary who was in charge of Cui Jing's documents, joined the army, replied: "Back to the governor, during your absence, there have been letters from everywhere, and there are seven or eight letters from the south alone."

Seven or eight letters?

Cui Jing stepped faster.

The room joins the army and trots to keep up.

After entering the study, Cui Jing took off his cloak and sword, handed them over to his attendant, and immediately went to read the letter.

Jishi Jianjun has quickly carried the pile of letters over.

Some were sent from the south, and some were sent from various places in the capital. The recording room was very careful. They made distinctions according to where the letters came from and when they were delivered, and placed them on the desks so that Cui Jing could see them clearly at a glance.

There are too many letters, arranged in rows like this, occupying most of the book case.

And Cui Jing saw Chang Suining's letter with just one glance.

Her handwriting is very recognizable, or rather, he is too familiar with it—especially the handwriting on the envelope this time, which is almost exactly the same as the handwriting on the art of war in the notes he has read repeatedly over the years.

The young man stood by the desk, and opened the letter before he could sit down.

Although he was away for half a month, he already knew the outcome of the matter with Hezhou and Li Yi, so he was already at ease, and the reason why he was eager to contemplate at this time was all from his own heart.

He saw the lifelike chestnut depicted on the letter paper at first glance.

Cui Jing saw Li, a faint smile flashed between his eyebrows, and in an instant, the chill brought back from the outside seemed to have dissipated.

The reporter plucked up the courage to take a look at it quietly, and found it very strange.

Is this... the benefit of Chinese New Year?The chief governor's face actually had a festive New Year's flavor on his face.

Cui Jing has read the letter from the beginning, every single word, without missing a single word, very serious.

When he came back, it was the end of Shen Shi, the study was a little dark, the writing room was lighted, and red lanterns were hung on the porch.

Cui Jing has read to the end for the second time.

Work hard on the road, thousands of miles from the same wind...

The light reflected the young man's deep and clear eyebrows in a warm color that was rarely seen, and the corners of his mouth were curved and curved.

His eyes were looking at the letter, and he seemed to be seeing people and things that only he could see through the letter paper.

"...Grand Governor, you..." The voice of the recording room sounded, and it fell in Cui Jing's ears, which was a little hazy and distant.

Cui Jing half recovered and looked at him: "I'm reading the letter."

This wonderful answer made the secretary open his mouth, reacted for a moment, and said: "This subordinate knows... This subordinate wants to remind the governor that you must be tired after returning from a long journey. You might as well sit down and read carefully."

He had already said it once, but the governor didn't hear it at all. It seemed that the governor was really tired.

Cui Jing let out a "huh" and suddenly asked him, "Have you ever heard of Zhou Xingji's poem "Sending Friends Back to the East"?"

The reporter was stunned and nodded: "I have heard..."

So, is the governor chatting with him?

This conjecture flattered the reporter, and he boldly continued the topic: "The governor likes this poem?"

Cui Jing looked down at the letter and nodded with a smile.

I like it, I like it.

He intends to write this poem down.

Thinking of this, Cui Jing looked around the study, as if thinking about where it would be most suitable to hang it, and it would be best to be able to see it at a glance when dealing with official business.

Sensing his good mood, the reporter said with a smile: "It seems that this letter is from your friend, the governor... I think it is a very important friend!"

Cui Jing was noncommittal.

more than.

She is more than important to him.

He temporarily put away Chang Suining's letter in consideration of other letters that he needed to take care of in a timely manner.

But he didn't put it aside, but put it in the skirt of his robe.

The reporter looked more and more surprised, what kind of friend is this?
He wanted to find out, but he hadn't swelled to such an extent after all, and his upper peak had already changed into the demeanor he should have when handling official business.

Together with the reporter, Cui Jing first dealt with some official letters, including letters from Xuan Ce Mansion in Beijing, and letters from the imperial court.

After finishing these preparations, Cui Jing opened Chang Kuo's letter.

Chang Kuo's handwriting was larger than ordinary people's, and the content was very simple, so that he didn't have to worry about Jiangnan affairs, and he also gave simple New Year's greetings.

Then there were letters from Yuan Xiang, there were two of them. When Cui Jing touched the thickness of the envelope, he hesitated a little, but he still opened it to read.

Most of the letters were nonsense, and he could only glance at ten lines and pick out the people and things he wanted to see.

In the letter, Yuanxiang detailed the process of working with Wei Shuyi, and at the end, he whispered that when he was arguing with Changji, he once heard Changji slip up by accident, saying that Wei Shilang came to Jiangnan for his trip Recommend yourself with the saint...

Written here, Yuanxiang's font is getting smaller and smaller, as if the font also has a sound, and there is an atmosphere of secret informers, very sneaky.

He also wrote——"According to the secret observation of his subordinates, Wei Shilang treated Mrs. Chang's family very attentively, and the three sentences were always inseparable from Mrs. Chang. Combined with his self-recommendation, his subordinates had a bold guess that Wei Shilang might treat Mrs. Chang's family very attentively. Chang Niangzi also has bad intentions.

Cui Jing looked at the crossed out "also": "..."

Yuan Xiang finally swore that he would keep a close eye on Wei Shilang and never let him take advantage of it.

Written here, the handwriting is penetrating, showing determination, like a wolfhound with its teeth bared and its fur blown up.

Cui Jing opened the wolfhound's second letter.

The second letter was sent a few days late, and it mainly explained one thing - Wei Shilang has returned to Beijing, please rest assured the governor!

This time the handwriting is very cheerful, like a wolfhound cocking its tail proudly.

Finally, Cui Jing opened the letter from home.

Grandfather's, several uncles in the family, and Cui Tang and Cui Lang from the Lu clan.

The letters from the latter trio are very weighty. Compared with Yuanxiang, they have the same approach but the same effect, but they are even worse.

If he didn't have enough time to read the letter, he wouldn't dare to open it casually.

This letter, perhaps because it was the last one a year ago, was written with more weight. Judging from the handwriting on each letter paper, all three of them participated in it. Put another person on top...

The order is arranged according to family status, for example, the handwriting at the top is Cui Lang's.

Cui Lang explained the current situation of his family, the big and small things in the family, and the affairs of the court. He repeatedly mentioned the word "Master". I am very proud of the words.

Reincarnate the star...

Cui Jing looked at these four characters and smiled silently.

After reading all the letters, it was already half an hour later.

Along with the letters from Lu's mother and son, there was another box.

Cui Jing asked someone to open the box, and saw that it was full of neatly stacked new clothes and shoes.

Lu said in the letter that due to time constraints, she wanted to deliver it before the end of the year, so she hired a tailor to handle it. When she had enough time in the coming year, she would make spring and summer robes for him by herself. Don't be disgusted."

The hot water was poured out of the closet, Cui Jing took a bath, and changed into a clean and well-fitting new robe and boots inside and out.

Change your clothes, don't forget to put the letter back in your arms.

At this time, a guard came to send a message: "The banquet has been set, Qin Duhu invites the governor to go."

This banquet is not only a cleansing for Cui Jing, but also a feast.

Officials from the top and bottom of the Anbei Protectorate's Mansion, as well as other military generals on the frontier, stood up and saluted when they saw the young man coming.

The young man wore a dark blue robe with a round neck and wide sleeves, his hair was tied with a jade crown, his eyes were dark and deep, and he was very handsome. He had the incomparable nobleness of the Cui family and the sharp sharpness honed on the battlefield, two completely different temperaments. There is a mixture of them on him, making it even more special and eye-catching.

The folk customs in the Northland are rough and open, and the female relatives in the Duhufu are also there, and they just eat at the same table.

Several young girls watched the young man enter, got up and saluted, their eyes were fixed on Cui Jing, and they couldn't move away.

After Cui Jing took his seat, everyone followed suit.

During the banquet, Cui Jing seldom spoke. He was always reticent, and most of the officials present were used to it.

"Guess, before Governor Cui leaves the table... can you make up ten sentences?" In the women's table, several girls chatted in low voices.

Qin Duhu also felt uncomfortable, he even felt that Cui Dadu was not listening to their nonsense at all.

After drinking for three rounds, Cui Jing still didn't speak much, but the generals spoke more casually after drinking.

Someone mentioned Hezhou: "...I heard that the imperial court has decreed that the son of the governor of Hezhou who died defending the city will succeed his father as governor! That kid seems to be only sixteen or seventeen years old!"

"The whole family is full of loyalists, and the people of Hezhou returned to their hearts because of the battle. The court's move is not only a compliment, but also a peace of mind..."

"It doesn't matter if you are young, ability is the most important thing! I think we were just kids when we joined the army!"

A gray-haired veteran of the frontier defense said: "Speaking of youth... have you heard about General Chang's daughter? What's the girl's name, Chang..."

"Chang Sui Ning."

It was Cui Jing who had been silent all the time who answered.

"?" Everyone looked at it, feeling very surprised.

The veteran surnamed Lu smiled and asked, "Doctor Cui also knows about this girl?"

Cui Jing nodded: "I know."

"Of course Governor Cui knows!" A half-drunk middle-aged general laughed: "Don't you all know that this girl is in the heart of Governor Cui..."

As he spoke, he quickly shut up because he noticed that Qin Duhu's eyes stopped him saying "say anything, you're going to die".

Qin Duhu was sweating coldly on his brow, and quickly raised his wine glass to Cui Jing to apologize.

Not to mention that the rumors are not known to be true or false, even if they are true, the girl rejected Cui Dadu.

What if you can't love it, hate it because of love... right?
But seeing that the young man didn't see anything strange, he smiled instead: "It's okay."

Qin Duhu: "!"

This was the first time he had seen this smiling child!

no problem?

Then he understands!

It just means opening up!

It seems that although she can't love her, she doesn't hate her at all.

Qin Duhu smiled knowingly: "I heard that this girl is as brave as General Chang! I heard that the reason why Hezhou City can be saved is half of the credit of this girl from the Chang family. I don't know if it is true or not?"

As soon as this remark came out, Cui Jing, who was planning to leave the meeting, sat down firmly: "The rumors are not false, they are all true."

The degree of seriousness of it even gave Qin Duhu a strong illusion - for example, if someone is about to become the soul of Cui Dadu, just shout "Wait, I've heard of Mrs. Chang" in time, then The governor is bound to withdraw his knife, invite the other party to sit on the ground, and then serve tea, and talk about Mrs. Chang in a good way.

He finally understood that the three characters of "Chang Niangzi" were just a title, it was clearly the spell of Chief Cui Dadu!
Qin Duhu sighed in his heart, since getting along with him so far, he finally found out what this Governor Cui likes... In the future, it is hoped that he will follow his liking!
Others also understood one after another. On this topic, the hall was very lively for a while.

The girls of the Qin family looked at the young man's smiling face, and gradually changed from being surprised at the beginning to feeling helpless after understanding the situation.

A girl who coveted Cui Jing for a while sighed with her cheeks in her hand.

She could see that Cui Dadu was really in deep trouble.

Although there is no liking in every word, there is no word that crosses the line, but it seems that every word is liking.

And when an ordinary man likes a girl, when mentioning it to outsiders, the secret signal conveyed by his words and demeanor is often "she is mine".

But Governor Cui is different. He seems to have engraved the words "She is not mine, but I am hers" on his body, and it has become a well-known secret.

The girl looked at it unwillingly, but she gave up in the end. Forget it, she didn't have the courage to wishful thinking and put all her eggs in one basket like Governor Cui, she'd better covet someone else.

The New Year's Eve banquet at the Anbei Protectorate's Mansion became extraordinarily long because of the three words "Chang Sui Ning".

Cui Jing could still sit comfortably, but everyone's mouths were so dry that they couldn't boast anymore, really couldn't.

When the banquet was over, it was approaching the time of Jiaozi.

When Cui Jing returned to the residence, a close follower came forward, holding a long box: "Great Governor, it has been cast according to your order, please have a look."

Cui Jing opened the long box and took out the contents, the long sword was unsheathed in the young man's slender hand, the sword was shining white.

"Seven points are similar, that's enough." Cui Jing finished speaking, put the sword back into the sheath, put it into the sword case, and said: "Send it back to Xuan Ce Mansion in Beijing secretly, and proceed with caution."

"Yes!" The following follower retreated.

Cui Jing stood on the porch, looking at the night in the south.

Standing still for a long time, suddenly there was the sound of firecrackers.

The sound of firecrackers is the New Year.

The young man was still looking at the south, and his voice was as soft as the wind: "The new festival has begun, auspicious Kangning... Your Highness should be safe with the mountains and rivers, and hope to meet again in the future."

The sound of firecrackers is still going on, noisy and lively, it seems to be able to dispel all ominous incarnations, such as the ancient Nian Beast, or the successive wars.

The sound of firecrackers continued and spread, from the Anbei Protectorate, to the entire northern border, and from the northern border across the River East Road, through the Eastern Capital Luoyang City, and then across the Huai River, to the south of the Yangtze River.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, Ah Dian covered his ears and ran to Chang Suining's side.

New Year's Eve is also celebrated in the barracks, surrounded by bonfires, and the soldiers chatted and laughed over wine.

But as Chang Kuo returned to the tent, some strange voices gradually appeared amidst the chatter and laughter, fueled by the strength of alcohol.

This strange voice came from dissatisfaction, and this dissatisfaction was directed at Chang Suining.

good night!