"...Whose peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City fly around? Luoyang's daughter is so beautiful that she sighs when she sees the falling flowers. This year the color of the flowers changes, and who will be in the next year?...The ancients did not return to the east of Luoyang City, and today people still face the falling flowers. The flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year!", Chang'an, in the back garden of Cui Mansion, a wisp of soft and sad pipa and this song of eternal masterpiece, only expounding the great sorrow of life in this short, youth is fleeting and lovers are separated from each other, and many lovers are separated. Although there is a suspicion of misinterpreting the original meaning of the poem, it is enough to make Naja Jinhua who passes by and listens to it.

"Sister Wuyi, what kind of song is this? How can I listen to it? The hearts are full of sourness!", brushing away the withered branches in front of me, Naja Golden Flower walked forward slowly and asked.

Alone was sad and sad. Suddenly hearing this words, Wuyi hurriedly took the opportunity of turning her head and quietly wiped away the crystal clearness that emerged from the corner of her eyes, and forced herself to be happy and said, "Sister Jinhua, why are you here too!"

"Sister, what song are you singing? Why did I feel so sad when I hear it? Can you tell me?" Ignoring her question, Naja Jinhua walked up to ask, with a seven-thick skirt inside, a snow fox cloak on the outside, and a bright and thin face under her broken braids. Compared with the bleak autumn scenery in the garden, there was only an indescribable beauty of sorrow.

"Sister Jinhua, you are so beautiful!" After he couldn't help but praise, Wuyi put away the pipa and said softly: "The song my sister sang is called "Daily Pale-Headed Old Man", which was written by Liu Xiyi, a great poet in the early years of this dynasty. I heard that when this song was released that day, it was really expensive in Luoyang, and it was spread throughout the world in less than a few months."

"Hey! You Tang people always like to sing these sad songs, Liu Xiyi is, Cui Lang is, too! Listening to it, it always makes people feel inexplicably sad, but the two sentences of "The flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year" are really good. As I think about it..." At this point, her voice was getting lower and lower, and the softness on her face became stronger and stronger. At the end, she suddenly turned around and snuggled tightly into her weak clothes, and choked out and said: "Sister, I miss Cui Lang, I really miss him! I think during the day and at night, even when I danced, I still think especially! When Cui Lang left the plateau that day, I missed him so much that I felt so sad, and I felt very tired. I felt bored. Even Zaji was by my side, and I had no intention of taking care of it! Later, Brother Songzan sent me to Chang'an, and I also became Cui Lang.

The woman, just thinking about everything, didn't expect that today is still like this, and she missed her! On our plateau, men often go out to shepherd sheep. Sometimes they leave for a long time. If women suddenly miss them, they will ride on horses. No matter how big the grassland is, they will run to find him. No matter how much suffering they suffer, they will only be satisfied if they can only accompany him for a while. But here, I just want to find Cui Lang. Sister Jingruo said that if I go to find Cui Lang, it will not only make him laughed at by others, but also make him scolded by the court. Sister, I am full of Cui Lang, and I am happy that he is too late, so how can I harm him? But I really miss him, what should I do..." As I said, this Tubo elf who has never concealed his feelings was sobbing in his arms.

These words turned into a huge rock, hitting heavily on the softest corner in the heart of Wuyi. She caressed Naja's golden braid with affection, and the unknown tears also slid down. Unconsciously, she had already chanted a new song "Yanghua" from her mouth:

Like flowers in the fog, like snow in front of the wind, like clouds after rain, are originally ruthless, and goose duckweed turns green, but they are also passionate.

The east city in Qujiang is very stable, and the spring is sent every year. I am lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky

Just as the two were unable to relieve their longing and resentment and cried with each other, they heard a crisp voice coming from behind, saying, "'The young woman in the boudoir doesn't know how to be sad, and she put on the green building in spring. Suddenly, she saw the willows on the street, and regretted asking her husband to find a title.' Sister weakly-clothed, Sister Jinhua, do you regret it?"

He hurriedly wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes, and Wuyi turned around and spat, "You pomegranate, I dare to use a few wrong poems I learned from there to tease us! I don't tell Sister Jingruo, and I will serve you."

Upon hearing this, the pomegranate was not only not panicked at all, but also smiled proudly: "This poem was originally written by the eldest lady on the flower paper and I saw it. I would like to tell you what's wrong with it!"

"It turns out that Sister Jingruo is also very sad to miss you!" Ruoyi sighed softly in her heart, and then continued: "I'm not afraid of you being stubborn. I'll tell my mother another day that she will not accept you as her adopted daughter. Let's see how you marry Feng Nan and Feng Hanlin!"

Just this sentence immediately made the pomegranate, who had always been rough, blushed, and he lowered his head and shook his body and said, "If you don't marry, don't marry. Who would miss him?" After a pause, she also felt that the topic was too shameful, and she was afraid that it would be weak to talk about it again. She quickly looked up and turned the topic and said, "Two ladies and sisters, I'll tell you a great news, but you made fun of me like this, Humph! I won't say it again, do you think you are anxious?"

"What good news? Could it be that someone from the Feng family has proposed a marriage proposal?" Ruoyi's unyielding teasing made Polite, who had just experienced this, blushed again. She was anxious and blurted out immediately: "What! The young master is going to go back to Beijing soon!"

"What. Sister Pomegranate, what are you saying? Hurry up, say it again!" After hearing the news, Naga Jinhua, who had just said nothing, immediately jumped forward and grabbed Pomegranate's shoulder tightly and asked.

Pomegranate was waiting for the opportunity to tease the two ladies a few words, but when he saw Najia Jinhua's longing eyes, his heart suddenly felt a sense of sorrow, and then he stopped laughing and said seriously: "Just just now, I heard Feng from the mansion... Feng Hanlin said that the court ordered the following to return to Beijing recently. His letter also said that about fifteen days ago, our young master and his party had set off. The car was probably passing Shaozhou now!"

"It's only been through Shaozhou, but it's still far away." Najia Jinhua complained with joy and regret, and immediately turned around and walked out of the back garden to the inner courtyard, leaving only a whisper of words and said: "Sister weak-clothed, sister pomegranate, I'm going to practice Gongsun Jianwu so that Cui Lang can come back to see you!"

Seeing her anxious look, Pozuo was about to tease her, but she felt a stronger feeling of sorrow surged into her heart. After pondering for a while, she said with wet eyes: "Young Master is so cruel, it's so pitiful to be a woman!"

"After learning civil and military skills, he is in the imperial family. Cui Lang has no choice but to live in the officialdom! Sister Pomegranate, when I heard you say this today, my sister realized that you really grew up and it is difficult to be a woman. If your husband is by your side all day, he would feel that he has no ability; if he is really capable, he will not suffer the pain of separation! Alas! Look at the eternal resentment of the boudoir singing for separation, has it stopped one day..."

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Chang'an Daming Palace Qifeng Pavilion

Huo Xianming, the eunuch who was well-behaved and rosy, stood respectfully beside the imperial desk. Li Shi, who was reading the memorials, stretched his right hand slightly when he immediately turned around and went to the golden cup to get a cup of tea and carefully presented it.

The emperor took a long sip of Qingming comfortably, then got up and moved around the pavilion, which had been sitting and stiff for a long time, and asked, "Where has Cui Po and his party been there?"

Hearing this, Huo Xianming felt a stern heart. After putting the golden bowl filled with water in his hand, he bowed and said, "According to the news that the instructor Cui and his party had passed Shaozhou. If this trip was taken, it should be that he had left Lingnan now."

"Well! After three years of separation, I miss this talented top scholar quite a lot! Without him, the new song of the "Light Song and Dance" building is much inferior! "Why don't a man bring Wu Gou and collect 50 states of Guanshan. Please go to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, as if you are a scholar and a marquis of ten thousand households." Now, everyone in Chang'an said that Li Yi was good at controlling the border voices, just because he had not seen Cui Qing's song!" A few days ago, Li Shi raised his cup and drank another sip of Qing tea, as if he was talking about it.

Xu said to himself again: "So, Cui Po is not just good at poetry. I have recently thought about what he has done since he entered the officialdom, Jinzhou trained the army, Tubo was sent to quell the rebellion in Bianzhou, and to this day, Guangzhou has done everything that others can't do! Logically, I should have regarded such talents as treasures as the country; but he is so unscrupulous in his actions, Cui Po! Cui Po, how can you let me settle the situation when you enter Beijing this time!"

Suddenly hearing Li Shi reveal his feelings, and even more hearing his fear of Cui Po, Huo Xianming suddenly jumped in his heart, and he thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone, according to the return of the 'Mianzi Fang', Lord Cui had no plans in his post in Guangzhou. As for Feng Ruofang, this person dominated the South China Sea for many years. If Cui Envoy wanted to carry out maritime taxes, start trade, and build a navy, he was really indispensable. Now...", Eunuch Huo said righteously.

As he was talking, he suddenly saw Li Shi's shrill and cold eyes coming, and his knees softened and he fell to the ground. But at this moment, if he stopped talking, he would have caused even more suspicion. He then turned his heart and burst out tears and said, "Slave is a person with incomplete five senses. He shouldn't have interfered in the government affairs without authorization. He just came to the palace when he was young. Seeing that Emperor Xuanzong was a great country, he was deceived by Yang Guozhong, Anlushan and others, and the situation was ruined for a while.

. Although Emperor Suzong and Emperor Daizong tried to revive, they did not have the great atmosphere of the Zhenyuan Dynasty. Although I was stupid, I saw the Anshi Incident with my own eyes. When I think about the prosperity of Grandpa Taizong's Zhenguan Dynasty, I also understood that governing the country is like managing the family. I always have to be a housekeeper. The subordinates are talented, willing to do things, and unite to make the family prosperous. Back then, Cui Po Jin said that His Majesty wanted His Majesty to manage the Southeast, withdraw and merge local military regimes, and reform the military system. Although I didn't understand, it seems that they are all good governance now. Since this person is all talented and willing to work hard for our Tang Dynasty, I really don't want to see His Majesty destroy him and rekindle the court disputes. It ruined His Majesty's great ambition for revival for twenty years!" When he said this in one breath, Huo Xianming was excited and scared, and he was not smooth in one breath, and he sobbed louder.

Unexpectedly, this person who flatters Xiaoyi's words all day long could say this, the shrill expression in Li Shi's eyes gradually became softer, and he saw his pitiful look of shrinking into a ball and crying. Thinking of the love that had been with him for decades, the emperor also felt soft and stepped forward and said, "There are five suggestions, saying: sarcastic advice, follow advice, rule advice, and direct advice. You old eunuch slave, you don't learn, but you want to learn this indifferent crying advice. Look at your pickled look, you won't get up and clean up. How can I not know what you said? When did I say that I would destroy Cui Po? The old slave, I can't even understand the words, and I cry and be a woman in front of me!"

"Mr. Prince! Cui Po, our family is worthy of your daily filial piety this time! Fortunately, this shop is right, otherwise, the money is too big." Huo Xianming, who was sweating all over his back and fell to the ground, muttering a few words in secret, and then thanked everyone for their unjust grace. Then he stood up tremblingly and looked sad when he was old, which was quite pitiful.

"Come here, send a basin of clear water." After turning his head and giving instructions, Li Shi, who returned to the bed, said to Huo Xianming: "Clean face, you have free time today. Later, you will tell me about the recent movements of the men of the Political Affairs Hall."

Huocai purified the face with the clear water from the small yellow gate. Huo Xianming hurriedly wiped the incense sweat towel and said, "In recent days, Chang Xiang is still complaining about illness at home; Liu Xiang is busy with autumn taxes; Cui Xiang is responsible for continuing to promote the merger of local military governors, and the focus is on the east and west roads of Shannan. As for Lu Xiang, he is busy with daily chores, and there is nothing unusual about it. But the old slave has been reported, and there are quite a lot of students who have been to the imperial examination in Lu Xiang's mansion recently."

Hearing the word "changxiang", Li Shi's sneer broke out from the corner of his mouth, and then lowered his head and thought: "This examination has always been the Ministry of Rites. What is Lu Qi's intervention? Could it be that he also wants to invoke his juniors and become his own wings." After thinking about it carefully, he felt that this was not like what he had done all day long, and he couldn't understand the clues at the moment. He didn't bother here and asked, "I asked you to pay attention to the affairs of the Censor Luo Yi, is there any reward?"

"This person was born in a poor family in Liuzhou. He was a Jinshi for the 11th year of Dali. Before high school, he was appreciated by Wang Qingtang, the then Minister of Dali Temple, and was able to be named on the list. Therefore, this person has always been grateful to Wang Qing. He will personally come to his residence to perform the rituals of his disciples during the New Year. Later, he joined the Censorate. Since his first tour of the Southeast, he has never forgotten the matter. Feng Ruofang has plundered the people and bought them. He even submitted memorials for seven years, but they were all refuted. He was straightforward, not flattering, and was also cold-hearted. Perhaps it was because of this stubborn personality that he had not been promoted after seven years of officialdom." Although Luo Yi had no fondness for this move, the emperor asked, and Eunuch Huo did not dare to deceive him, so he submitted the report according to the facts.
Chapter completed!