The 612th chapter of the main text overturned it!

"A little bit to the left, a bit to the left, hey, a bit to the right, a bit to the right, hey, a little bit higher, a bit higher."

Xiao Yibo, the chief steward of the mansion, is directing a group of guards in Jinyi to hang up the plaque of "Pingxi Palace".

He is directing below, and the man above is busy.

"Manager Xiao, the subordinates see this hanging upright."

"I know."

"that…"

"This plaque, regardless of how upright you hung it at the beginning, you have to move the left side and the right side to make the plaque. What you take is a good sign that you have paid for things in advance, and will not be written again in the future."

"Oh, this can't be done, our prince can't decide in the future..."

The guard was talking and knowing that he had failed to speak, and he was crowned king, and then he would go up...

Everyone thinks in their hearts, but it's not appropriate to shout out with a grin.

Xiao Yibo smiled, but did not rebuke.

He has followed the prince’s old man since Hutoucheng, and witnessed the rise of the prince all the way. To be right, he is actually the one who has longed for the most.

What is impossible?

Do not,

Nothing is impossible!

After the plaque was hung up, he clapped his hands and told the servants outside to clean the mansion door again, and then went inside.

The first act of the Grand Ceremony of the Kings has just ended, the imperial decree has been announced, and the rest are military parades and martial arts, and then there will be rewards for those who have made merits in the last battle of Chu, and many nobles from the savage tribe have also come. .

Although the last time due to a temporary change in the combat plan, the savages servant soldiers did not enter the Chu battle, and basically sat on the front line of Zhennanguan for a while, but in any case, people had gathered enough people and horses to prepare their own weapons. coming.

It is impossible to leave a reward. Tens of thousands of them will come and go as soon as they are called. Even a dog must pay attention to it.

In the evening, there will be a banquet in the mansion. There are hundreds of tables on the list. There are people from the imperial mission, as well as the generals under the palace, representatives of the people with merit, representatives of all walks of life under the palace, etc. ,

We moved the commendation meeting that was not held last year due to the war to this day.

Therefore, Xiao Yibo had to go around again, but there was nothing wrong with it.

After a round of inspections,

It's still early,

Xiao Yibo walked into a courtyard with a red table and saw two people sitting there, smacking peanuts and authentic wine.

When the two saw Xiao Yibo, they immediately smiled and waved;

"Come on, Manager Xiao, have a drink together, sit down and rest."

The two are not others, but Chen Daole and He Chunlai.

Both of these were of Jin origin, and they were both righteous men who opposed the Yan Fu Jin, and later became the "running dogs" of the imperial court;

Because they are talented and potential talents, the two of them are basically shaved in the yamen, then go to the army, and shaved back and forth several times. After thoroughly savoring,

Then he was mentioned by the blind man as an assistant to handle general affairs.

Chen Daole did things earlier than He Chunlai, because He Chunlai cooked good dishes, so he worked as a cook next to King Pingxi for a while, but this kind of affection was indeed unenviable by others.

Even now, every month when He Chun comes to take a break, he will return to the mansion to cook two dishes for the prince. In the words of the people in the yamen outside, Mr. He can afford the iron spoon and the saltiness of the dishes. Can afford to handle the burden of things in his hand.

Both of them are developing well now, and they can be regarded as the only people under the blind.

Xiao Yibo saluted politely, but did not take his seat;

But Chen Daole's temperament was free and easy, and he directly stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Yibo over and sit down, adding wine to him.

"Where are you talking?" Chen Daole asked.

He Chunlai replied: "Speaking of your majesty's will."

"Yes, this time I was really convinced, this will, this posture, what is this called, this is the real atmosphere.

I know your mind, you know my mind;

Don’t care about what the fly camp is,

Just be clear,

Just plainly,

Just let the world take a look,

Look at how his Ji family treated our prince.

High,

It's really high. "

He Chunlai nodded and said, "In the ages, the most difficult thing to resolve is not conspiracy and careful calculation, but upright and bright."

"Yeah, come on, for this arrogance, let's make a big fuss!"

Chen Daole and He Chunlai raised the wine glasses, Xiao Yibo hesitated, and also raised the wine glasses in front of them. After the three of them touched them, they drank them all.

Speaking here, there is actually nothing to worry about.

After all, it was said in the palace, not to mention the public, but at least it can be said that it has a clear conscience, so you can be as magnanimous as possible.

Moreover, whether it is the prince or Mr. North, how can the scribble spirit of the people under his hands occasionally be sour?

Xiao Yibo got up and poured wine for them.

Chen Daole said again: "The emperor's move, for one thing, left those Jingnan army leaders with nothing to say, and secondly, the highest level of trading is nothing more than being human.

When the prince went to the Chu Kingdom, the emperor sent the prince to come, and at the same time, Xu Wenzu, the capital of Ying Du, was ordered to make preparations, not hesitating to open the country again.

This feeling and reason are all occupied.

Difficult,

difficult. "

He Chunlai nodded and said, "Yes, from ancient times to the present, it stands to reason that between the court and the feudal town, it is inevitable to be intriguing and deceiving. The court adopts the strategy of division, and the town uses the method of grouping together.

As soon as it was opened and pinched, fine lines gradually appeared.

But it's this kind of thing, it's clear, open and bright, and it's wide-ranging. It's really hard to touch the gap.

Sometimes it’s helpless,

Could it be that the country of Yan is really the destiny of heaven, and that the country of Yan will unify all summers?

Two generations of Mingjun, two generations of Mingjun.

No one knows what the prince can do better than us. If the emperor really keeps on daring, our palace must continue to fight for the great Yan.

In the rest of my life, Qianchu will be destroyed and the world will be unified, which is by no means vain. "

Chen Daole sighed and said: "It can only be called the fate. A few days ago, Mr. Bei had something to do. I taught His Royal Highness and the Crown Prince a lesson.

How old the prince is, he came to this prematurely.

At first, I heard that the first emperor once praised the prince’s ‘good saint grandson’, and it was also said that the reason why the first emperor chose the sixth prince to succeed the throne was because he valued the emperor’s grandson;

I didn’t believe it, but now...

If you can't make it right, I really went for three generations.

Three generations of Mingjun, Gan Chu, how to boil it. "

He Chunlai laughed "hehehe" and said, "How can we make it through? How can we make it through this north wind."

Chen Daole and He Chunlai laughed together, with a little loneliness in their smiles.

They are of Jin origin, and they say that they are better than others, or they are subdued by the personality charm of the blind man and the prince. The only thing they lack is their loyalty to the so-called Dayan.

Not only them, but the entire Jindong, under the blind man’s "de-Yan Guohua", achieved remarkable results.

Jindong, this is Jindi, isn't it?

Therefore,

In fact, they all have ambition in their hearts, and this ambition is to a certain extent the same as Qu Peiluo, the young master of the Qu family.

The Jin kingdom was destroyed, and their bodies were somewhat nicknamed as traitors and traitors, but if they could assist the new emperor to rebuild a new dynasty, all the stains on their bodies would be washed away in one fell swoop, and they could be plated with a layer of gold;

Even if the prince is a Yan, but the place of birth, the place of raising troops, that is, the land of the future Longxing, in Fengxin, in the Jin area, then the new dynasty can be regarded as a new birth of the Jin country.

Watching them exude a little droopy breath while drinking,

Xiao Yibo, who has been silent, smiled and said;

"Why don't you worry about it? I don't read much, but I also know what it means now and then."

"Oh?" Chen Daole looked at Xiao Yibo, "What's the advice of Guan Xiao?"

"I don't dare to be taught, but I have to say goodbye to the younger ones. The two ladies are pregnant, and the necessary lotus soup for the evening must be prepared in advance. This is more important than the banquet, and you can't go wrong."

Chen Daole and He Chunlai heard this,

The two looked at each other,

immediately,

The corners of the mouth are raised,

Laughed again,

Sweep away the previous decadence.

Yup,

There is also a little master.

…

It was a soldier and horse under Liang Cheng's military performance that had just gone through the battle in Chu, and the **** smell on his body had not completely dissipated.

The purge of the infantry queue is not easy to say, but it is not too difficult to say that it is difficult.

I think that the forbidden army who went to Beijing in the days of Qianguo, Chengping can also get out of the neat army line in normal times, so that their officials and the people in the capital have an illusion that they are in control.

But if the cavalry, and even a large number of cavalry, can also clean up the queue, this is definitely not a simple matter. This is not only a matter of people, but also a matter of war horses. Both men and horses are well-trained. , Such cavalry is enough to become an absolute nightmare on any battlefield in the world!

In recent years, the Yan people have relied on the current state power laid down by the two cavalry field groups!

After seeing this scene, all the savages and nobles didn't look very good. They also had knights and horses, but these elites would not be exaggerated.

After the performance of martial arts,

Lord Pingxi personally awarded rewards to those who had made merits during the last expedition. Chen Xianba won the first merit for beheading the leader of the Dugu Mu, and got the opportunity to ride a horse to praise the battlefield.

The young people's xinxing is indeed arrogant.

Next, there is a series of rewards for logistics, planning, spies, etc. who have made outstanding contributions to war-related aspects. They are all representative figures. The public rewards for the rest are free from the hands of Prince Pingxi. It's impossible for all the divisions under the Yamen to fall.

When these are all done, the sun will be westward.

Those who were eligible for the table began to enter the city and head towards the palace. As the protagonist of the banquet, Prince Pingxi was not in a hurry to go back first. Instead, he came to the gate of the Calabash Temple after his guards cleared the way.

Even if it is almost night, there are still a lot of people who burn incense and pray for Buddha in the Calabash Temple. There is no way, Fengxin City is a hundred li away, this is the only religious place.

The guard retired the pilgrims in the temple. After knowing that the prince was coming, the pilgrims were not dissatisfied at all. Since they could not worship the Bodhisattva now, they knelt down around the prince's driving team.

They are all kowtows, and in their eyes, the prince is no different from the Bodhisattva.

Zheng Fan walked into the temple alone, oh, and the brave also followed in.

Afterwards, a group of retired disabled soldiers knelt down and saluted him. Zheng Fan hesitated, but walked over to help a few people, and greeted them with warmth.

immediately,

Zheng Fan walked into the backyard of the temple.

The little monk Liaofan knelt on the ground:

"Meet the prince, the prince Fu Kang."

The old monk Kongyuan sat at the mouth of the well holding a broom, looking up at the sunset stupidly.

His forehead is still bandaged, and the injury caused by the last kowtow is still not clear.

The little monk Lefan brought a stool, and Zheng Fan sat down.

But Zheng Fan didn't move the tea and preserved fruit that the little monk brought.

When Siniang is not around, he will not touch the water or food outside.

Monk Kongyuan didn't seem to see Zheng Fan at all, and continued to look at the sky very self-consciously.

Lord Pingxi seemed to have forgotten that there were still a large number of people in the palace to entertain the dinner, and continued to sit here, looking at the crazy monk in front of him in a daze.

The little monk Liao Fan stood on one side, looking solemn and dignified for a while, charming and graceful for a while.

It is said that a while ago, after a Jin caravan shopkeeper from Litian City entered this temple to burn incense, he saw this little monk Fan's fascination and moved his mind.

The wind in the Jin region can't blow on the head of Qian, because many of them have crawled on the ground for their entire lives, and only those powerful and powerful are the most affected by this wind.

The shopkeeper seemed to be a passionate species, and he even asked Fan to elope with him, then he was **** by the gangs in the temple and thrown into prison.

The blind man also told Zheng Fan about it as a joke when he had breakfast together.

Finally, the blind man sighed with emotion. The little monk didn't care about this, and made a special trip to beg for the caravan shopkeeper;

He didn't feel dissatisfied with his flattery, nor did he feel that he had desecrated his identity as a monk, and he had a sense of breaking through the world, and all beings were vain.

And Zheng Fan listened, but didn't tell the blind man what the mad monk said that day.

Siniang obviously didn't say anything.

They are all going to be parents, who would deliberately spread this kind of words about their children's curse to the outside world?

But how can you say that you don’t care?

After the Juggernaut had Liu Dahu, his stepson, he also cherished his biological son extraordinarily;

Lord Pingxi has been busy taking care of his godson in the past few years. Although he loves his godson closely, but at the bottom of his heart, he also has the expectation of his own blood.

the most important,

It’s because he is in this world that he always has the feeling of splashing with his feet on the ground;

in this world,

He wants a root, a root that can truly bind and integrate himself with the world.

The feeling of being a stranger alone in a foreign land for a long time, in fact, it will not feel good, it will be boring, boring, and crooked.

But today,

Somehow,

After the grand ceremony of the king was over,

Zheng Fan wanted to come and sit in this temple.

In the daytime, the swelling was enough, the blind man and Xiao Liuzi's fight in the air, he also had some hindsight, but he was too lazy to talk to the blind man, and he didn't have the energy to analyze Xiao Liuzi's methods with others;

He just wants to be quiet,

Find a place and sit down.

After the swelling, there is emptiness, isn't it, there is a little emptiness now.

Sitting for a long time,

Zheng Fan closed his eyes, as if he was dozing off.

Outside, Xiao Yibo and others were already waiting outside the temple, and a large group of people had already been seated in the palace, waiting for the prince to come.

But if you want Xiao Yibo to come in, he would never dare.

After all, compared to the prince's interest, there are more people in the palace, etc., which is nothing.

His own prince has reached his current position, and his external likes and dislikes cannot affect the prince at all.

In the temple, the Pai Yao who followed in was a bit boring, but due to the quiet atmosphere, he didn't even dare to make a sound of his nose, so he could only walk slowly in the Arhat Hall with small steps;

When I met some Buddha statues with all kinds of mounts, I stopped, and kept changing the angle and looking carefully several times.

at last,

The old monk Kongyuan lowered his head.

Look at Zheng Fan;

And Zheng Fan seemed to understand it at this time, and opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time.

The old monk Kongyuan has been completely different since he returned from the snowy field. The old monks in the past were all exposed to the surface, and they often said "what can only be done because of the force of the sword and the soldiers."

But this is actually like detoxification, toxins, all outside.

A life and death, no, after almost dead, as if washed from under a waterfall, there is quite a sense of sight to wash the lead, and it looks like a person has changed from before.

The old monk Kongyuan showed a compassionate smile on his face, and he looked extremely pious under the candlelight of the temple where the Pingxi King Changsheng tablet was enshrined in the back.

After the two eyes met,

The old monk Kongyuan seems to know that Lord Pingxi is here and wants to ask something;

And Lord Pingxi,

He seemed to know what the old monk Kongyuan wanted to answer.

The feeling in the dark is so real.

That being the case,

Zheng Fan got up from the chair, turned around, and walked out.

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He was a little grateful. Fortunately, he had decided to build this temple. It was a good place to sit and sit coolly.

Maybe people from middle age to middle-aged people have similar problems.

Home is a harbor, but sometimes you are eager to escape it briefly.

Pai Yao felt the master's intention to leave, and took the initiative to end the rivalry with Luohan like a mount.

Leaning towards Zheng Fan.

It has a hot temper, but it doesn’t want to stay in this quiet environment that it dares not break. It wants to return to the palace’s own shack and hit **** the thick haystacks exuding the sun. Roller.

The old monk Kongyuan asked at this moment:

"Lord, if the universe is uncertain?"

Zheng Fan stopped walking outward, but didn't look back, and replied:

"The king is the dark horse."

Dark horse?

horse?

Paixiu felt that he had been insulted, and looked at his master with a bit of aggrieved eyes;

Am I not good enough? Do you miss the horse outside?

And don’t choose white ones,

Choose black!

Pai Yao is a little nervous and a little uneasy;

Its brain is indeed psychic and can understand people's words, but it hasn't reached the point where it can understand the front of the machine.

At this time, Zheng Fan continued to walk out.

The old monk Kongyuan held the broomstick in his hand for a long time and threw it directly into the well. The well was not deep, and soon he heard the sound of splashing water;

The old monk asked again;

"Lord, what if the universe has been set?"

Zheng Fan didn't stop,

Still didn't turn around,

Instead, he waved his hand casually,

Road:

"Then reverse it."

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