The bad emperor of Tang Dynasty

In the eunuch's summons, Guo Nuan was immediately summoned by the emperor.

At this moment, in the study room of the palace, where the incense is lingering, Daizong is writing poems on rice paper with a brush.

"Find a seat and sit down at will," the voice rang quietly, but Daizong didn't raise his head and squeaked.

Guo Nuan was about to perform the royal ceremony, so he had no choice but to give up, looking around, he was sitting on the screened pear blossom wood Taishi chair next to the big red lacquered pillar.

At the moment, there are only Guo Nuan and Dai Zong in the room, and the warm orange-yellow setting sun in the afternoon casts long shadows on the floor through the holes in the lattice windows.

Undoubtedly, the indoor high tables, stools, cabinets, tables, and red-carved lacquerware are all decorated with exquisitely carved works of art, and there are all kinds of mahogany, ebony prints, carved pearls and jade on the shelves, which are gorgeous and exquisite. The decoration of the long-axis ink-colored landscape painting, the interior does not lose the simple and elegant style.

"Guo Nuan, you're here," Daizong raised his pen, and perfectly drew the last stroke of the Chinese character. He was thin and vigorous, and Daizong's eyebrows and eyes flashed with joy.

"Well, Your Majesty, my humble minister Guo Nuan is here to see you," Guo Nuan immediately stood up from his seat and replied with a bow.

"Look, the rare furnishings in this room are an eye-opener. This is my personal little collection, hehe." Daizong was a little proud of this hobby collection, although some of the indoor collections were worth thousands of dollars, but still There are some children's wooden toys, such as wooden donkeys, windmills, silk puppets, wax flowers, etc., which are a bit dilapidated in color and seem to be old.

Guo Nuan smiled slightly, saying that he also has the habit of collecting toys from his childhood. Although Daizong’s cheap father-in-law is expensive as the king of a country, the same behavior shows that he is also an ordinary person with a nostalgic childhood.

"Wow,," Daizong said, he gently lifted the writing paper and presented it in front of Guo Nuan.

"Pingsha, water, clouds, like light smoke, bleak and slanting, autumn and winter are approaching, reeds and flowers are in disorder, lonely geese are flying away from the flock, flying down the east of the river.

The Polygonum flowers near Xizhou are in full bloom, and I ask you Guhong to send me a voice letter, but I can communicate with him a thousand times. At that time, I will meet him in the book, "

"This..." Guo Nuan was dumbfounded. Although the thin gold characters in front of him imitated Guo Nuan's characteristics with seven or eight layers of heat, it didn't shock him so much. Instead, he heard Daizong read the music scores and wrote the lyrics when he showed it. , he discovered that the poem "Pingsha Luoyan" given to old man Yan Zhenqing the day before yesterday would appear on Daizong's copybook.

Not only that, Guo Nuan only wrote the first paragraph of the piano score, but the second paragraph was filled in by Daizong.

"Your Majesty's literary style is elegant, and the second paragraph is really good," Guo Nuan forgot the rigidity of the distinction between monarch and minister for a while, and then he suddenly clapped his hands and smiled.

"Haha, I'm overwhelmed and overwhelmed, this is what I figured out after a while of thinking last night," Dai Zong happily stroked his beard, raised his head and laughed.

However, Guo Nuan felt a wave of turmoil in his heart. Could it be the butterfly effect brought about by his time travel? Originally, he only filled in the first paragraph of "Pingsha Luoyan" in "Yazhai Qinpu" directly in Yan Mansion. They even filled out the exact same lyrics for the second paragraph. The lyrics for the Yazhai song "Pingsha Luoyan" were only composed in the Ming Dynasty.

Fortunately, Guo Nuan's psychological quality is strong, otherwise he would have decided to feel like a ghost. It is said that he had experienced the story of a ghost from modern times to the Tang Dynasty, so it is no wonder that it is only a work of the Ming Dynasty in Guo Nuan. Occurs prematurely due to unintentional triggers.

"Aiqing, as the champion of last year, your poems and lyrics are not inferior to those of Wang Li. Every new work is a high-quality work, but in recent years, there are fewer works." Daizong walked in front of Guo Nuan, at this moment Daizong, who was wearing a yellow dragon brocade robe, looked like a naive old man, with a rosy face and a little fat.

Sighing earnestly and earnestly, Guo Nuan's heart skipped a beat. It seems that the cheap father-in-law has something to say, and there is something bad in the omen that Guo Nuan will handle.

"Well, you have experienced a lot since you came back from the Western Regions. Don't forget that you are the son-in-law of the eldest princess of the Li family. If something goes wrong, it's not easy to explain to my good daughter."

Daizong frowned, he patted Guo Nuan's shoulder, and shifted away back and forth, pacing back and forth with his head down in thought.

"Serving the court and the people, and doing your best to die, should be the duty of a courtier," Guo Nuan said smoothly, and then he bit the tip of his tongue. It’s the same as the prime minister who is a public servant wholeheartedly for the people.

"Haha, yes, this sentence is half-white and half-elegant," Daizong laughed again.

"Well, it's decided in this way, you don't need to take the risk of going to the frontier, Guo Nuan accepts the order," Daizong's expression softened, and suddenly burst into the majesty of the king.

"Minister Guo Nuan accepts the order," Guo Nuan immediately knelt down in full dress.

"Promote Guo Nuan to be a Bachelor of National History Compilation of the Imperial Academy, I honor you," Daizong said, a meaningful smile quietly appeared on his face, but Guo Nuan, who bowed his head to accept the order, did not see it.

"Eh..." Guo Nuan tilted his head, he was full of doubts immediately, but he quickly replied: "Thank you, Lord Long En,"

After saying the polite words, since Daizong had political affairs to deal with, Guo Nuan resigned and left under the guidance of the eunuch waiting outside the door.

Guo Nuan couldn’t help but smile bitterly about this book-compiling bachelor of the Hanlin Academy whose father-in-law was so cheap. .

It seems that Guo Nuan was placed in a remote corner, temporarily away from the center of the court's political whirlpool.

When the door of the imperial study was closed for a moment, Daizong who stood with his hands behind his back let out a long sigh, saying that Daizong also had some unspeakable difficulties.

Nowadays, the power of the ten Jiedu Envoys in the world is gradually growing, and there is a tendency to segregate the heroes to compete for the Central Plains. Although the Jiedu Envoys have been established in the imperial court system for decades, there is an unwritten inheritance system from father to son, and son to grandson. This is not bad, it has clearly become a country within a country.

However, the power of the central army of the imperial court was declining day by day, and Daizong was unable to forcibly cut down the vassals. The consequences of this were likely to cause the Jiedu envoys to rise up and resist, and it was inevitable that the second Anshi Jiedu envoys would break out again.

Therefore, in the six months since Guo Nuan left Chang'an, the political situation of the imperial court has undergone great changes. First of all, Emperor Daizong summoned important core family members of Jiedu envoys from various places, who were also their right-hand men, to serve in Chang'an. Jiedushi needs, but is also forced to be a hostage.

Ming was a minister, but at the last moment, the central government broke with the local warlords, and the central government could not get good fruit to eat, so these invited Bodhisattvas needed to be properly supported.

Since Guo Nuan had just returned from the frontier, so many paratroopers of high-ranking officials from other places came to the court all of a sudden, and he might not be able to eat well, so Emperor Daizong thought about it, and the recent political situation has a somewhat grim atmosphere. If he joins, he will inevitably be busy with political struggles with the courtiers of the old school. Therefore, from the perspective of his father-in-law, Daizong does not want Guo Nuan, a junior in the officialdom, to be involved in the vortex of party struggles, so as to avoid dying as a victim of politics. There is no whole body, quack, this is for the sake of my good daughter Shengping.

In short, he was busy forming cliques, and let those energetic old officials toss enough about fighting and fighting. Daizong just wanted to be fierce, but he went along with the flow and pulled some unlucky ministers who had long been disliked. When he went to Caishikou, he hacked off his head and settled down in peace. The province is always monopolizing power, interfering in political affairs, and threatening the imperial power.

The Imperial Academy is a place of literature, in other words, it is equivalent to the National Library of later generations. The nature of the university’s liberal arts institute is not involved in political affairs. Daizong thought twice, so Guo Nuan had the opportunity to work as an errand in the Imperial Academy.

As for Guo Nuan, who wandered around in the imperial city for a while and had nothing to do, he soon stopped thinking about this confused errand. Speaking of his old friend, Park Sang-hyun, a good friend from Korea, also stayed in the Imperial Academy, and now he I also went in, just to recuperate in the pile of old papers exuding the fragrance of pen, ink and books. After tossing around in the Western Regions, I was covered in scars, and my body was almost disabled. Food, working overtime day and night, it is estimated that Guo Nuan, who has not recovered from old injuries, will soon lose her braids.

It is said that when he had a party with Prince Li Shi two days ago, he invited Guo Nuan to play with him in the palace. I heard that this brother-in-law built a very interesting building in the Hanliang Hall in the southern corner of the imperial city, a gazebo that can rain Woolen cloth.

Guo Nuan couldn't figure it out. In the absence of electric water pumps in the Tang Dynasty, a rain pavilion had to be built. However, Li Shi also had a long-term vision. As soon as spring came and May came, he began to think about how to escape the summer heat. , Build a water curtain pavilion, think about sitting in the hot summer and watching the water droplets flying, cool, what a good natural air conditioner it is.

But Guo Nuan didn't know that this gazebo had existed for a long time. In the courtyard of Roman Byzantine nobles, there was a kind of pavilion facility. Li Shi's gazebo has the same purpose.

In addition to this facility that Li Shi is quite proud of, he also likes grassland nomadic tents very much. He dressed up in Turkic costumes, set up fire charcoal and baking irons in the tent, roasted lamb sprinkled with pepper and cumin spices, served Serving sweet wine, hiding in a tent, chewing meat and bones, drinking in big bowls, sitting on a soft tiger skin rug, holding a meat-cutting knife in one hand, what a tough life to think about.

Guo Nuan sighed, unexpectedly, the prince, who has always been gentle and elegant, actually has a rough and unrestrained romantic feeling behind his back, just like in a modern city full of reinforced concrete buildings, there is a lush vegetable field in a low civilian yard, dressed The feeling of returning to nature like a farmer.

It was very mysterious at the beginning, thinking of the automatic raining gazebo and barbarian tent mentioned by Li Shi, and at the same time unable to stand up to the prince's repeated invitations, he saw that it was too early, so he ran towards Hanliang Hall.

The imperial palace is very large, without the guidance of the eunuchs and maids, Guo Nuan walked around five or six lanes and palace walls, and got dizzy in the square with many palaces.

"Hey, how do you go this way?" For a while, Guo Nuan couldn't find anyone to ask for directions. He looked left and right,