Chapter 181

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It's winter, and there's no gauze skirt in Chang'an city. After entering the twelfth lunar month, the first snow fell not too late, covering the magnificent Chang'an with a layer of silver armor. The snow scenery of Taiji palace has always been very beautiful. Unfortunately, few people are qualified to stand here and recite poetry.

Scholars in Wenyuan pavilion or Shuhua pavilion are qualified. However, poetry recitation is not very suitable now. The war in the Northwest has begun. After a battle, the soldiers went out of langrushan canyon. The battle paper written by several university scholars was finally sent out, and it was estimated that it would be delivered to the Mongolian Yuan people in another half a month.

His Majesty's imperial edict on seeking Mongolia was issued a month ago and announced to the whole country. Unexpectedly, the people did not resist the imperial court's sending troops. In particular, when they knew that nearly 3000 people in Fangu city had been brutally killed by the Mongolian Yuan people, their anger was difficult to eliminate.

There are even ignorant reckless men who privately blame your majesty for why the battle took a year to fight. In their view, it's like a conflict with the next door. If you punch me, I'll naturally give it back. They won't spend their brains thinking about how much preparation they need to make for the war.

In the eyes of the people, this battle is taken for granted. Not only to fight, but also to fight hard. Meng Yuan barbarians killed 3000 people in the Sui Dynasty, so it would be enough to kill at least 30000 people back.

Of course, no one doubts that this battle will be lost.

On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the people who had drunk Laba porridge for the first time got up early and put on thick cotton clothes to clean the snow. The snow fell intermittently all day and night. When I went out, I knew that it was nearly a foot deep. According to the rules of Chang'an mansion, after the snow, each household has to undertake the cleaning in front of their own door, and then the Yamen will have a special person to pull the snow away with a carriage.

Not long after the city gate was opened, the people had rushed to the streets to sweep the snow. They would rather sweep the street than sweep their own yard first, because if others have cleaned their house and there is snow in front of their own house, they will be laughed at as lazy people.

The bustle on the street was shattered by a burst of rapid hoofs. A dusty soldier rushed into the city gate, beating the horse and shouting loudly, indicating to the people to get out of the way.

"Military emergency report!"

The soldier obviously came overnight, and he could still see the remaining snow on his body. A white horse has been painted gray black by mud and water, and the white gas from the horse's nose shows fatigue. This is a soldier who came to report from the northwest of the great Sui Dynasty. I don't know how much pain he suffered along the way.

The people immediately got out of the way and watched the soldier leave.

"It seems that the military situation is very urgent?"

Someone speculated.

"It's not like a good news. If you win, you should directly call the border good news, right?"

"You'll fart. Can our border troops in the Sui Dynasty still lose? Besides, General Li Yuanshan of youxiaowei is stationed in the northwest. When did you hear that our soldiers suffered losses?"

"That's right!"

In the voices of the people, the dirty man and the dirty horse disappeared from sight.

His majesty has moved back to Taiji palace from Changchun Garden and lived in Dongnuan Pavilion behind Taiji hall. It can be said that God bless emperor Yang Yi was the most diligent and the worst female emperor in the Sui Dynasty. He rarely went back to the harem, and even rarely summoned his concubines to Dongnuan pavilion to serve him. The hard nosed censors can't find an excuse to speak in the emperor's private life.

After the early Dynasty, the emperor quickly walked back to Dongnuan Pavilion. The soldiers sent by the northwest to report stood outside the door and waited without time to change their clothes. The soldier was carrying a package on his back. Like his clothes, he had long been dirty and couldn't see the original color.

In the cold morning air, he held an oil paper bag in his hands and swallowed the steaming steamed stuffed bun. After he entered the palace, eunuch Su Buwei specially asked someone to bring it to him. It seems that he didn't eat last night. He didn't care about the hot steamed stuffed bun and wolfed it down.

"Come with me"

When the emperor came, he paused and waited until the soldier swallowed the last bite of steamed stuffed bun. He stopped the soldiers from saluting him and quickly stepped into the Dongnuan Pavilion.

"Give him a glass of hot water!"

The emperor took off his boots, sat down on the earth Kang and ordered the waiting eunuch to pour a glass of water for the soldier. The soldier kowtowed and thanked, and then poured water into his mouth. There was something in his stomach, and the warm feeling made him feel very comfortable. He galloped all the way from the northwest. Except for changing horses at the post station, he hardly stopped to have a rest.

"How's the northwest war going?"

Asked the emperor.

The soldier took off the package behind him and opened it one layer after another. A very clean wooden box with fire paint on it was exposed. He handed the wooden box with both hands. Su Buwei came forward to pick it up, picked up the fire paint with a knife, took out the military information urgent report and handed it to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, a month and a half ago, the toothed General Li Xiaozong was ordered to take five thousand men and horses out of the wolf Rushan Canyon to explore the way for the army, and fought fiercely with the enemy general Mandu wolf of Nirvana city of Mandu banner. Mandu wolf even ordered all herdsmen to go to the battlefield and besiege Li Xiaozong. General Li fought a bloody battle and killed ten thousand enemies, but five thousand men and horses were almost lost... But the canyon was guarded. When he set out in a humble position, the general Li Yuanshan has led his troops through the wolf Rushan. "

The emperor listened to the soldier while watching the military information. When he heard that the five thousand elite soldiers under Li Xiaozong had not fought, his face couldn't help changing.

"Fight the East Chu... Five thousand elite soldiers can kill thousands of miles into the East Chu country in one breath!"

He sighed slightly: "after fighting Mengyuan, 5000 people left the canyon and the war was gone... Continue, have Li Yuanshan won Nirvana? Have the men and horses of manduratu arrived?"

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Early in the morning, the people in the bodyguard began to clean the courtyard by themselves. There are many servants in the palace, but they are not allowed to walk around in the guard office. Luo Weiran, dressed in a sable cloak, stepped on the snow and walked quickly into the back yard. At the door, Hou Wenji, the caretaker of Qingya Town, was standing there waiting.

"Your Majesty's will has come down?"

Hou Wenji asked.

Luo Weiran nodded and said, "early this morning, your majesty sent someone to find me and carefully inquired about what has been tracked down in the past six months, because there is really no evidence that Fang Xie has something to do with the Buddha sect. Your majesty ordered him to be released for the time being. Finally, this matter came to an end."

"Your Majesty is not in the mood to pay attention to this matter now, but... If there was no war with Meng Yuan, Fang Xie might have been released long ago."

Hou Wenji smiled and said, "Your Majesty has been paying attention to the war in the northwest all day. How can you remember holding a little guy? I don't know who blew the hair in your Majesty's ear. Your majesty remembered that there was another trouble closed."

"It should be President Zhou."

Luo Weiran entered the room, took off his cloak and stood by the fire rubbing his hands: "I heard that President Zhou went to the palace yesterday, or it was because he had been delayed long enough. If Fang Xie didn't appear in the martial arts academy again, no kind of lies could stop others' speculation. The new year should be celebrated in more than 20 days. According to the rules, the top name of Fang Xie's martial arts academy is to go to the temple to face the saint on behalf of the students of the martial arts academy, and to appear at the celebration of his Majesty's grand banquet It is obviously inappropriate to practice in the back mountain. "

"Just let it out?"

Hou Wenji poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Luo Weiran: "although it was something I had expected for a long time, why am I not reconciled in my heart."

"Why?"

Luo Weiran asked.

Hou Wenji smiled and said, "I didn't find anything. There's no proof that he has no contact with Buddha. There's no proof that he has contact with Buddha. Let it out like this... I always feel something wrong."

Luo Wei Ran gave him a white look and said, "then you won't let go."

Hou Wenji said, "what you said is mixed with personal feelings, but it's right. Anyway, he's also your nephew."

"Just let it go."

He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "because of the war in the northwest, the bachelor Niu huilun advised his majesty. On the first day of the lunar new year, let the students of the martial arts academy parade in red to stimulate the morale of the people. This idea is very bad, but it is estimated that it will have some effect. At least let the people see that there are so many available talents in the martial arts academy."

Luo Weiran nodded. He didn't know why. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"I heard... There is an urgent report from the northwest."

He whispered.

"Yes..."

Hou Wenji was silent for a moment, patted Luo Weiran on the shoulder and said, "after the new year, I'm going to the northwest. You'll have to leave everything in the capital to yourself, and the burden on your shoulder will be a lot heavier."

He looked at the heat rising from the cup with no sadness or joy in his eyes.

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This was the first time Fang Xie had seen the mirror in the secret prison of the imperial guard for so long, so he startled the boss when he saw the man in the bronze mirror.

"Is this me?"

He raised his hand and stroked the beard on his lower jaw, then turned around and looked at the long hair behind him, which had reached the waist. The figure in the mirror was strange, and there was a big gap with himself in his memory. Fang Xie adapted to it for a long time, and then couldn't help sighing: "years are really a pig killing knife."

He smiled and looked at his Zhuo Buyi. He picked up the scissors and handed it to Fang Xie: "the hair is too long. Cut it."

Fang Xie didn't pick it up, but smiled and said, "keep it. It looks good. You can't keep your beard, otherwise I'm sorry for my title of fancy man."

He picked up the razor, dipped it in some water and began shaving in the bronze mirror. This was Fang Xie's first shaving in the world, so his movements were a little astringent. He couldn't grasp the angle and strength, and shaving was a little hard. Qiu Yu sitting on one side stood up, walked to him, took the razor, raised Fang Xie's jaw in one hand, and gently shaved his cheek with a knife in the other hand.

"This posture..."

Fang Xie looked at himself in the bronze mirror and couldn't help sighing: "it's like I've been molested."

Qiu Yu ignored his ridicule, but asked, "have you thought about it? How to explain that he has been missing for more than half a year in front of the students of the martial arts academy again."

"Explain a fart."

Fang Xie held his jaw high and spoke carefully for fear that Qiu Yu's knife would scratch his face: "I'm the head of the martial arts academy. Can I explain to them? Besides... The old guy who smashed the table will think of how to say it."

"That old guy is right here."

A voice came from the door and startled Fang Xie.

He looked back and saw Luo Weiran and Dean Zhou, who had hated him for a long time.

"Although you call me old guy, I'm a little angry."

President Zhou walked over slowly, looked at Fang Xie and said, "but there's a word I like very much... You're the head of the martial arts academy. You've been missing for half a year. You need to explain to them?"

"You mean, what has kept me locked up for so long is like a fart. Let me out if you want to?"

Fang Xie still raised his jaw and looked provocative.

President Zhou was not angry, but after a moment of silence, he said seriously, "what's the matter with fart? You can freely let it out, and you can freely take it back?"

Fang Xie was stunned and then nodded: "it seems reasonable."

President Zhou said, "very reasonable."

He threw the parcel in his hand on the stone bed, pointed and said, "a new dress."

"I don't care about a new dress?"

Fang Xie asked.

"What else do you want?"

President Zhou asked.

Fang Xie thought for a while, and then said solemnly, "at least you have to invite me to have a meal in Kesheng residence, and then go to red tea to invite everyone to dance a flowing flower water sleeve."