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Chapter Thirty-Three: Merry Eleven

Zhao Ji remembered that he asked the musicians to play the instruments according to the music, but did not make any sound.

The singers followed the rhythm of their hearts and the movements of the musicians, and opened their mouths to sing. Their movements and expressions were as usual, but they made no sound.

At first the musicians and singers made mistakes frequently.

However, they are all top-notch people selected from the workshops and Goulan, and the melodies and rhythms of lyrics and music have long been memorized by heart.

Once you get used to it, it will become smoother soon.

I saw the musicians shaking their heads, playing with the instruments in their hands, and the expressions on their faces, as if they were playing their favorite works.

The singers also waved their sleeves and turned around, showing off their graceful figures. They frowned and smiled, their eyebrows twitching and their eyes fluttering. They opened and closed their mouths, singing and chanting in silence without any sound.

He, his uncle, Li Gonglin and others squinted their eyes slightly, their ears were silent and their hearts were filled with music.

Everyone clapped their hands gently, and the rhythm was in perfect harmony with the singers and musicians.

Others may be surprised when they see it, but it’s actually nothing.

Practice makes perfect.

Just like Zhao Si learned riding and archery from Gao Shixuan, he practiced hard every day for more than ten years, and he was able to ride like the wind and penetrate the Yangtze at a hundred steps.

Zhao Ji has been immersed in calligraphy, painting, lyrics and music for more than ten years and has developed this skill.

It's just that even if Zhao Si practiced horse riding and archery hard for more than ten years, he probably wouldn't be able to reach the level of Gao Shixuan.

Zhao Ji has been practicing calligraphy and painting diligently for more than ten years, and has been touted by many literati and celebrities as a genius from the literary world.

At this point, Zhao Ji is indeed much smarter than Zhao Si.

Therefore, Zhao Ji has always been confident about inheriting the throne and becoming a new official.

What the Song Dynasty needed was to show off its flourishing literary style and prosperity, not the Thirteenth Lang who wielded swords and guns and caused trouble.

More memories about last night flooded into Zhao Ji's mind.

Last night's silent and purely spiritual concert brought a fresher and more exciting feeling to several sluts, and the result was that they kept drinking as they pleased.

By the second or third watch, everyone was drunk and in a state of ecstasy. Then Wang Shen hugged his old sweetheart, the singer named A Cai, and went to the side room.

The others also have their own merits.

Li Gonglin took the singer named Xu Qiongnu to another side room.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji felt a little unhappy.

Xu Qiongnu was only fourteen years old. She was fair-skinned, beautiful, smart and cute. Zhao Ji had been attracted to her for a long time, but there were too many trivial things to do, so she didn't have time to say anything. As a result, she was picked by Li Gonglin, an old man who was not shy.

How annoying!

Thinking of Li Gonglin's influence among literati, Zhao Ji's dissatisfaction quickly disappeared.

We are all elegant people, why should we ruin our harmony for a little girl?

He let out a long yawn and asked casually: "Where are your uncle and the others now?"

The servants and maids around him all breathed a sigh of relief, and the prince finally woke up from the confused state he had just woken up from.

"Replying to the prince, Wang Duwei and Li Guanren left an hour ago, and the others are still sleeping soundly."

Hey, two old men in their early fifties actually recovered so quickly?

Zhao Ji cursed in his heart, and was helped to wash up, put on clothes, and comb his hair.

Soon he was refreshed and walked into the front hall in high spirits. While eating breakfast, he listened to Gao Qiu's report on the matter.

"Your Majesty, I have made inquiries and found out that He Yuntao was instructed to submit the memorial to impeach His Highness." Gao Qiu captured Zhao Ji's thoughts with just one sentence.

He raised his head and asked curiously, "Who ordered it?"

"If I tell you to the prince, it was Prince Shen who secretly instigated it."

Zhao Ji was very surprised by Gao Qiu's words.

"Brother Twelve? Why did he frame me?"

"Returning to Your Highness, Prince Shen should also know that after several princes celebrated their birthdays at the Qingshou Palace, the Empress only left His Highness's "Four Bodhisattva Statues", so..."

Zhao Ji's eyes flashed, "How did you find out?"

"When I returned to Your Highness, I found a palace counselor named Tong Guan from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. After spending some money, I revealed that someone from Prince Shen's Palace had come to him to inquire about the whereabouts of the birthday gifts in the Qingshou Palace...

"

After listening to Gao Qiu's words, Zhao Ji took a deep breath, feeling both happy and sad in his heart.

I am happy that the Queen Mother is interested in me, but I am worried that this matter will be known by several brothers, and I will become the target of public criticism in the future. The twelfth brother instructs the admonishers to impeach him, which is just the beginning.

"Then why do you say He Yuntao was ordered by Brother Twelve?"

Gao Qiu quickly explained: "I have found out that He Yuntao was originally a poor official in the capital, and his salary was more than enough. In the past few days, he suddenly became rich, and his family members all used Rui Lianyun's Suzhou and Hangzhou silk and satin.

Your Highness, Rui Lianyun Silk Shop is the property of Prince Xin’s Mansion.”

An unknown fire arose in Zhao Ji's heart. Lao Twelve, you bastard! You actually added insult to injury and acted as an accomplice. In order to curry favor with Zhang Dang and others, you actually betrayed your own brothers!

You are unkind and I am unjust! You have people, but I don’t have anyone? We will see in the future!

Gao Qiu looked at his master's uncertain expression, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly flattered him: "The prince is very happy. Now that the official family is weak, something may have happened. I have made it clear to the empress that she wants the prince to inherit the great treasure! The young one is here first.

Congratulations, Your Majesty."

"Don't talk nonsense. If you talk like this, keep it in your stomach and don't go out and talk nonsense." Zhao Ji scolded with squinting eyes.

"yes."

Gao Qiu responded and felt happy when he saw the smile on Zhao Ji's lips.

Zhao Ji looked at Gao Qiu, who was loyal and capable, and asked happily and considerately.

"Gao Dalang, did you spend some money on managing the internal affairs department?"

"It's just a small amount of money. As long as I can help the prince handle things well, I am willing to contribute." Gao Qiu said generously.

"Hey! You are rewarded for doing things for me, so I don't need your supplement. The palace is not short of your money, just go to the accountant to get it." Zhao Ji said very generously.

He has his own experience in managing people, and he feels that the results are very good.

"Thank you, Your Majesty for the gift!" Gao Qiu thanked him gratefully, with a look on his face that he would go through fire and water without hesitation.

But he was thinking in his mind that it would cost him fifty min to make acquaintance with Tong Guan. In this case, the accountant would reimburse him five hundred min.

The prince has no concept of money, and the less you spend on things, the more he will think you have no intentions.

Seeing Gao Qiu's expression of tears of gratitude, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment in his heart. Another talent has joined our family.

"Gao Dalang, Captain Wang has made an appointment with me to compete in Cuju during the Dragon Boat Festival. You should be prepared and don't lose the face of Prince Duan's Palace."

"Follow your orders! You must be well prepared, young one, and you will definitely win the first place!" Gao Qiu replied impassionedly while thinking about it in his mind.

The amount of the reimbursement was adjusted from 500 yuan to 800 yuan, and at the same time, he was preparing to use this competition to bring his two younger brothers, Gao Jie and Gao Shen, to "debut".

By the way, remember to report regularly to the Dongxiaozifang about the situation in Prince Duan's Mansion, no, now it's Prince Suining's Mansion.

Don’t forget this!

The reward from the East School Office is not much, but there are few talkative people there.

After Gao Qiu left, Zhao Ji thought about it and felt a little uneasy. He said to the chamberlain waiting at the door: "Quickly prepare pen and ink, I want to write a letter."

"yes!"

Zhao Ji leaned over and wrote with a brush. The little waiter waiting behind him swept his eyes and took in all the words on the paper, with a faint smile on his lips.

While Zhao Ji was writing a letter to his counselor, Zhao Si and his party rode their horses and galloped into the Xiaoqi Camp in Wansheng Town.

The camp was built on a piece of flat land and surrounded by wooden walls. It was four miles in diameter and about the size of a small county town. There was a sentry tower every fifty steps.

There are four doors in the southeast and northwest, which are divided into living area, accommodation area, baggage area, horse breeding area and training area.

The living area consists of four canteens that can accommodate thousands of people, and six spacious auditoriums that can accommodate 500 people. They are all made of brick, wood, pillars and stone.

The accommodation area is a row of bungalows, as neat as cut tofu. There are bathhouses, boiling rooms, wells in the upper left corner, and toilets and other supporting facilities in the lower right corner.

There are twelve warehouses in the baggage area.

The horse breeding area includes stables and feed bins, as well as four wells and ten ponds for filtering and sedimentation.

Around the house are drainage ditches, clear ditches and underground ditches.

In the middle, there is a small road for four people walking parallel and a big road for three horses running parallel. They are crisscrossed like tic-tac-toe.

The training area in the middle is a large open space, with a one and a half mile square playground in the middle, and a wooden platform in front of it.

There are two big flags in front of the platform, one is "Song" and the other is written "Xiao Qiying". Next to the big flag are four vertical flags one foot long, each with four lines of Chinese characters.

"It's as fast as the wind."

"It's as gentle as the forest."

"Plunder like fire."

"Unmoving as a mountain."

Six flags flapped in the wind, making a crackling sound from time to time.

Zhao Si, who got off his horse, walked around with everyone, looked at the neatly arranged camp, and nodded with satisfaction.

Walking up to Zhang Shuye, he bowed his hands and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ji Zhong!"

Zhang Shuye bowed in return and showed a rare faint smile, "Your Majesty, you're welcome."

At this time, a horseman flew over to report.

"Report! Three thousand tribes are still ten miles away from the camp."

"Okay, Maoming, Xuanming, you two and Mr. Ji Zhong go get ready. I and the three coaches will go out to the west gate to greet you."
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