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Chapter 246: Yi Jun Still Hasn’t Seen the Flowers (3)

The Songhe Fushou Extension Bell customized by Qingcheng Watch Factory rang ten times. Everyone turned around and saw that the pointer pointed to the word "Shi/10".

It's ten o'clock in the evening, what time is it? It doesn't matter what time it is, it's getting late anyway.

Zhao Ji wants to continue watching. After "The Romance of the West Chamber" is finished, there is "The Palace of Eternal Life", which is adapted from Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" and Zhu Gong Diao's "Jinghong Ji". It tells the lingering story of Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty and Concubine Yang. Zhao Ji is so cute to watch.

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But thinking that there are many beauties in the backyard, I give you many instructions to come back before half past ten, otherwise they won’t be able to sleep...

Zhao Ji, who always prided himself on being compassionate and caring towards women, immediately gave up all other thoughts.

"Let's disperse!" Zhao Ji waved his hand and said to everyone present: "Everyone, it's getting late. Let's disperse first. We will continue tomorrow."

Li Tang, Mi Youren and others all stood up and handed over their hands: "Thank you for your hospitality, Your Highness. I'm sorry for bothering you, so I'll take my leave first so that Your Highness can have a good rest."

On the opposite stage, "Tang Minghuang" and "Yang Guifei" were singing in the middle of the performance. They were unwilling to give up, but the situation was over and there was nothing they could do.

Seeing the disappointed looks of the two famous actors, Zhao Ji softened his heart and said to Gao Qiu: "You two have worked hard tonight, please enjoy."

"It's Your Highness."

Come out of the front yard and walk along the corridor to the back yard.

Gao Qiu was holding a lantern in front, and Zhao Ji was walking slowly behind.

"Gao Dalang, what do you think the officials are doing at the foot of Yanran Mountain right now?"

"Your Highness, this little one can't guess. He has never been to such a far place."

"Yes, it's such a far away place. If you think it's fun there, why did the officials go there again?"

When Zhao Ji said this, he started singing to himself: "'Chilechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain...The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the wind blows the grass, and cattle and sheep appear low.' Listening to this song, I feel that the grassland is fun. It's just an official

The place where I go home is much farther than the Chile River."

"It's winter again now. It's freezing and snowy. I heard that if you're not careful, your fingers and ears will be frozen. Why would an official go to such a bitter cold place? Kaifeng is such a good place, but it's not enough for him to worry about?"

Gao Qiu was holding a lantern in front and leaning sideways. Hearing Zhao Ji's words, he snorted in his heart.

My great king, your ambition is to be romantic and have a romantic life. The ambition of an official is to be literary, moral and martial arts, and to achieve great achievements. They are totally different! My Lord.

Zhao Ji suddenly sat down on the railing of the corridor.

"Gao Dalang, sit down for a while."

"Okay, Your Highness." Gao Qiu stood aside and carefully held the lantern to the side of Zhao Ji so that he could feel the light without feeling it was an eyesore.

"To be honest, as an emperor, I am indeed inferior to the officials. I left the flowery world of Kaifeng and went to the bitter cold land of Lingbei. With this ambition, I am far inferior to the officials. Let's talk about other things, such as resourcefulness and courage.

My ambition is not as good as that of an official. But in this peaceful and prosperous age, why is he working so hard?"

Gao Qiu is also very confused.

Zhao Ji continued to ramble: "The officials have courage and spent several years to resolve the grievances between the old and the new parties. Now, both inside and outside the government, everyone is united. As long as we continue to follow Wang Jinggong's method, use several capable financial management ministers, and the national treasury will be full,

Naturally, the whole world has been feasted. Why do the officials have to do so many things, such as establishing goods and industries, promoting maritime trade, dredging rivers, launching new systems, and then mobilizing troops and conquering various places."

Having said this, Zhao Ji shook his head and finally concluded: "Brother Thirteen is so capable of tossing, so successful and happy!"

Gao Qiu was startled. My Lord Duan Wang, if you criticize an official, just hide in bed and say it. Why are you telling me, you said, I am reporting this nonsense to the emperor.

Or should I report it to the higher authorities?

Thinking of Yu Huatian's pale face, Gao Qiu felt a thrill in his heart, and he no longer dared to think too much.

This person is now the deputy capital of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the admiral of the Internal and External Counseling and Inspection Office. He is the real intelligence leader of the Song Dynasty.

Suddenly, a streak of white light flashed across the night sky, and then exploded with a bang, turning into a jade tree flying flower. Then white lights flew past one after another, exploding into clusters of colorful flowers in the night sky.

At this time, swishing and banging sounds floated over in the wind.

"What is this for?" Zhao Ji's face flashed red, white, blue and yellow in the fireworks.

Gao Qiu thought for a moment and replied: "Your Highness, there must be people among the people who heard that Gongzong of the Liao Kingdom was murdered, and they were so happy that they released fireworks."

Zhao Ji shook his head and said with some dissatisfaction: "The king of a friendly country died, and he made a noise and rejoiced, which was unkind and polite. If you tell me, it will ruin the reputation of our great Song Dynasty for benevolence. Why does the Kaifeng Mansion ignore it?"

Gao Qiu replied nonchalantly: "Your Highness, not everyone is gentle and respectful. The common people in the countryside only talk about grudges and grudges. It may be the travelers from Hebei and Hedong whose relatives died at the hands of the Khitans. Or maybe they are the Yan people who fled south.

Yun Zhuzhou is complaining about the people. I guess Kaifeng Prefecture is too lazy to take care of it."

Over the past hundred years, although there were no major wars between Song and Liao, there were many small conflicts. Most of them were Liao soldiers and civilians who crossed the border and committed crimes, burned and looted, and then ran back.

Daozong of the Liao Dynasty (grandfather of Emperor Tianzuo, Yelu Hongji) also responded to the strong request of the Song Dynasty and punished a group of Khitan and Xi people who had committed crimes, which attracted many literati in the Song Dynasty to praise them.

Zhao Ji waved his hand, and he didn't bother to care. Emperor Tianzuo was dead, and the people of Song Dynasty set off fireworks to celebrate. He didn't want to do more than condemn him.

Emperor Tianzuo was the eldest nephew of the official family, but he was not his.

Zhao Ji stretched out his head, looked into the backyard, and asked Gaoqiu in a low voice: "I heard that in Baifanlou, a master Li recently appeared. He was a popular person and had a sweet song. In just one or two years, he had an affair with Cui Niannuqi, the courtesan of Panlou.

name?"

When Gao Qiu heard this, he immediately became energetic. Talking about this is my strong point, and I am best at asking about this.

"Returning to Your Highness. This Master Li, whose father's name is Wang Yin, used to run a dyeing house in the city. When she was three years old, her father sent her to a Buddhist temple. The old monk rubbed her head, and she burst into tears. The old monk thought she had

Due to his fate with Buddhism, he must have been a disciple of Buddhism in his previous and subsequent lives, so he was called Master Wang."

Zhao Ji nodded. The name "Master" is very common, especially among the children of common people who believe in Buddhism. Men are called Medicine Master or Buddhist Master, and women are simply called Master.

"When Wang Shishi was four years old, his father died in prison for a crime. As a result, she was exposed on the streets. Li Yun, a singing girl who ran a brothel, saw that she was a beauty, so he adopted her. Therefore, she fell into the Li family and took her surname.

, changed her name to Li Shishi, and taught her music, chess, calligraphy and painting, singing and dancing to serve people."

Zhao Ji stroked his beard, shook his head and said: "The name Li Shishi is a bit vulgar. During the Yuanfeng period, there was also a Li Shishi in Kaifeng City. Zhang Anlu (Zhang Xian), Yan Xiaoshan (Yan Jidao), and Qin Shaoyou (Qin Guan) all worshiped her.

Under her pomegranate skirt, I left romantic poems."

"'The distant mountains have long brows and slender willow-waisted birds... I look at the flowers in Yingchuan and they are not as good as Shishi.' This is a poem written by Yan Xiaoshan for Li Shishi. When Zhou Meicheng was young, he also met this...

. But after the Yuan You Year, this one was said to have married and disappeared. Why did another Master Li appear? It’s vulgar, vulgar!”

Gao Qiu's smile made his eyes slit, "Your Highness, Mr. Li has a vulgar name, but he is a really good person. I was lucky enough to meet him from a distance, and his talent and appearance are really unmatched by ordinary people. Her mother, Li Yun,

She is regarded as a cash cow, and her family is tightly closed, so it is difficult for ordinary people to see her."

At this point, Gao Qiu's eyes changed from two slits to two beads on two lines.

"It is said that Master Li admires Jinyu Nu very much..."

"Absurd! The imperial concubine is a famous scholar and the righteous daughter of Duke Su. Back then she came to Brother Thirteen with the letter from Duke Su. She was hesitant for a while and made a living by singing in a restaurant. She was only an actor, not a prostitute. She,

How dare you compare with a noble concubine?"

"Gao Dalang, take me with you tomorrow to meet this wonderful woman with a heart as high as the sky. I want to talk to her carefully and don't be so ambitious!"

"Okay, Your Highness!" Gao Qiu responded cheerfully.
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