On the one hand, this is due to the gradual prosperity of the people's livelihood economy in recent years and the rapid growth of the population; on the other hand, there were rumors that the Yuan army captured Tongguan a while ago, and many people from surrounding areas flocked to the city.
In mid-April, the emperor returned with great victory, and some of the people who had taken refuge moved back outside the city with peace of mind, and the city was no longer so crowded.
But the order of life has not been completely restored. Zhao Jin also stayed in her small courtyard for a long time without going out.
After she arrived in Chang'an, Yan Rong was afraid that she would be bored, so he bought her a property. It was a large tiled property next to the Drum Tower. It had a stage, juggling, Cuju and other entertainment activities. It was the most similar place in Chang'an to Lin'an.
The place.
Before the New Year, Zhao Jin also planned to hold a huge polo match. The preparations were complete, but unexpectedly it was suspended due to the war.
In the past, she would have been angry, but this time she just lamented, "It's so hard to be born," and didn't say anything else.
She arranged for people to take in the people who had fled to the city in Dawazi. After that, apart from occasionally seeing Yan Rong, she lived in seclusion in her house.
The courtyard is not far from the imperial palace. It is a medium-sized courtyard that is a rare secluded place in Chang'an City. When Wang Cui came back from outside that day, Zhao Jin was setting up a rattan chair and lying down under the shade of a tree.
She was holding a book and reading, with a thin blanket covering her body, with only her head exposed, like a lazy cat.
Wang Cui leaned over and took a look at the book cover, and saw that it was a book called "Huizhen Ji". Sure enough, it was a story about flowers before the moon and under the moon, otherwise it would be a failure in learning.
"Girl, I have been idle for several months." Wang Cui was afraid that Zhao Jin would be too bored all day long, so she asked, "Now that the war is over, will the polo match still be held?"
"You knew the war was over?"
"Your Majesty has returned with his army and personally rescued Tongguan. How can Boyan not retreat? I heard that your Majesty has returned to Chang'an from Tongguan a few days ago."
"Isn't he going to continue the Northern Expedition?" Zhao Jin turned over a page of the book and said casually: "The Northern Expedition is still going to be a war, and it won't stop yet."
Wang Cui said: "We are fighting outside, and we won't let the Yuan army come to Guanzhong again." "Can you guarantee this?" Wang Cui nodded vigorously.
After arriving in Chang'an, because there were not many rules of honor and inferiority in Lin'an Palace before, her temperament became much more cheerful and she changed a lot.
He and Zhao Jin were no longer just masters and servants, they had become more intimate and talked about everything. They even seemed noisy.
"Of course it can be guaranteed. This time we won an unprecedented victory. One hundred thousand horses galloped across the desert, drove the Mongols to the north of the Great Wall, and killed the chieftains in the Helan Mountains. Their reputation shocked the Chinese barbarians and their achievements shone in all directions. The next step is to recover.
The Central Plains unites the whole world. How can we allow foreign invaders to enter the country like before?"
"Where did you hear all these kind words today?" "I heard them in the teahouse outside."
Zhao Jin finally put down the "Huizhen Ji" in his hand, looked at Wang Cui with some teasing, and asked: "How long have you been praising me for looking like this?"
"Because it's really awesome. Such a great victory has never happened in a hundred years!"
The good news of the victory has been coming back for a while, and people have calmed down a lot from the excitement and madness, but the joy has not passed.
There are more details of the war to be told every day in teahouses and restaurants. I believe the people of Chang'an can still celebrate in the atmosphere of victory for a long time.
Wang Cui's reaction was already calm, but every time he mentioned this, his eyes were still full of excitement.
"Now your Majesty is ready to take advantage of the victory to pursue the Northern Expedition. By the way, your Majesty also wrote a poem this morning to show his determination for the Northern Expedition, 'It is better to use the remaining brave men to chase the poor bandits, not to pretend to be a famous scholar. Really, soon the world will be conquered.
It’s settled, let’s all enjoy a peaceful life. Girls don’t have to stay like this anymore, you can go out and have a look, it’s very lively.”
"Are you so well-informed? You already know what happened this morning?" Zhao Jin's smile became more teasing. "Brother Xiaoyou said that." Wang Cui lowered his head and sorted out the case. "Oh? Yours
Brother Xiaoyou has returned to Guanzhong?"
"I came back with His Majesty a few days ago and won a small victory in Tongguan. I came back to rest and prepare for the North
"Fighting." "It's awesome, so he is busy with military affairs, so he can still see you?" "I just met you on the road." Zhao Jin asked with a smile: "Which way?" "It's true that I met you on the road."
Wang Cui seemed to have something on her mind, but she didn't say it out loud. She changed the subject and said, "Girl, I mean, aren't you bored staying at home every day?"
"It's not boring."
"But you didn't think that your previous stay in Tiantai Mountain was too peaceful."
"My uncle was restraining me back then, so I always wanted to leave Tongbai Palace to play. Now no one is restraining me, and I can do whatever I want."
"Is that girl going to play Cuju?"
"I can't move anymore." Zhao Jin looked more and more lazy and said casually: "I'm old, I'm an old girl." "How old is she? She still looks like she was sixteen or seventeen years old."
"That's it." Zhao Jin picked up the cakes on the table and ate them, and said, "Tell me, what stories did you hear today." Wang Cui then sat down happily.
"I heard about Brother Xiaoyou's pursuit of Kublai Khan. Let's talk to the girl." "The sun has set and the room is warm. Let's talk after we go in."
In the small house, the master and servant lit the stove, ate side dishes, drank half a pot of osmanthus wine and chatted until late at night.
The next day, the sun shone into the house through the paper windows, slowly driving away the early morning chill and making the house warm. Birds began to chirp outside, and conversations came from outside the door.
Then the door of the house was gently pushed open, and a pair of beautiful embroidered shoes stepped across the threshold.
Yan Rong closed the door, walked around the screen, walked to the bed, took a look, shook his head, and sat down on the edge of the bed. Zhao Jin was sleeping soundly.
The blow can break it, but the cheeks are much rounder
The skin on her face is still as fair and tender as when she was a child, and the reflections on her face are still as white and tender as a child's. Her face is itchy, but her cheeks are quite bruised.
There are few adults who can sleep as deeply as she does. It can be seen that she has finally come out of the nightmare of the country and her family being destroyed. This is what makes Yan Rong the most gratified. She doesn't wake her up, just sits there.
, let her sleep in. "Huh? Why are you here again?"
After a long time, Zhao Jin woke up and saw Yan Rong dimly. He rubbed his eyes, but he continued to lie down and had no intention of getting up to entertain him.
"You're still asking me." Yan Rong opened his mouth and scolded: "You can't afford to sleep until this time, are you a pig?" "I don't think about it." "You are up, I have something to tell you."
"I don't want to hear it." Zhao Jin closed his eyes and lay down, whispering: "I think it's less than a tug. It would be nice if I brought it over at that time."
She was talking about the lion cat she raised and left it with Jia Sidao when she left. "I don't know if uncle took good care of it."
Yan Rong said: "No one can survive in this troubled world, who can care about your cat?" "The troubled times are coming to an end soon, Your Majesty will be settled, and we will live a peaceful life in the future." "You know this? You don't go out and stay in the house all day long.
people."
"If I don't ask, I have to listen to you praise your man again. It's annoying." Zhao Jin finally opened his eyes and looked at Yan Rong. He felt that she was extremely beautiful today.
"Why are you dressed so beautifully today? Even the sight of her makes me moved." Zhao Jin stretched out his hand to hold Yan Rong's waist and said, "Come, beauty, lie down with me for a while."
"Go away."
"Tsk, tsk, piss me off." Zhao Jin finally got up, looked at Yan Rong carefully, and said with a slightly unhappy tone: "Looking at you like this, Li Xia can still accompany you when you are so busy?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Rong said with a blush on his face, "Get up and clean up." "I'm quite old. I've never eaten pork and haven't seen a pig running away?" Zhao said.
Jin yawned again.
Yan Rong had no choice but to dress her up with his own hands, and said: "If it weren't for your pale and rosy face, I would have thought you were a patient. How come you, who used to be so fun-loving, are so lazy these days? You are such a jerk.
There won’t be any football games?”
"You are not a child anymore, how can you play all day long? Isn't the idea of holding a polo match to promote the style of riding and shooting in Guanzhong? Now we are preparing for the Northern Expedition, even those idle children who can ride a horse have been recruited, and ordinary people are enlisted in the army.
As a servant, you get paid for moving baggage, so a jovial person like me shouldn't cause any trouble."
"The play can still be staged. Let's sing a big play for a few days to cheer up the soldiers before setting off for the expedition."
"It's arranged. Aren't I also reading the script?" "I see you are only reading some low-grade miscellaneous books."
Zhao Jin rolled his eyes at Yan Rong and said, "Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps?"
"If you also want to set a fire, I haven't chosen your husband's family before. But you are not satisfied with the one I have put so much effort into, aren't you?"
"Are you satisfied? Either you are dull and boring, or you are ordinary-looking. To be honest, you are not as interested in my marriage as Ding Daquan."
"Then tell me, what do you want?" "As long as you can see through it."
Yan Rong rolled her eyes at Zhao Jin, put a small beanie on her, and reached out to touch her waist. "I am lazy than a pig, and I have such a thin waist. It's good that I have never given birth to a child."
Ha, it sounds like your waist is not thin."
"I eat and sleep all day long like you. You don't know how hard it is for me to do morning exercises with His Majesty." "Yes, how hard it is for you to be well-dressed and well-fed."
"Let's get down to business. Your Majesty plans to send envoys to Zhao and Song Dynasties. At the same time, Wang Yinglin has written to Jiangling several times asking about your current situation. Therefore, I came to ask you if you are willing to come forward to lead this time with Zhao Song Dynasty in the name of Princess Zhao.
Contact?"
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. The Northern Expedition is coming soon, and I don't want the southeast side to hold us back. But it's all a small matter, just asking you." Zhao Jin was silent for a while and shook his head. "I don't want to." "That's good."
Zhao Jin added: "I am living quite well now because I have forgotten that I am the princess of the Zhao family. But if I are asked to be a princess in name again... I will still be unhappy."
"I know, I'm just asking you." Yan Rong said, "Okay, it's okay." "Will Li Xia attack Jiangnan again?"
"It's best to go to the north first, and then appeal to the south of the Yangtze River after recovering the Central Plains." Yan Rong said, "If the south of the Yangtze River is stable and honest."
"Then...I can give some advice to uncle then," Zhao Jin said.
Apart from Jia Sidao, there was nothing else for her to miss in Jiangnan.