A carriage was pulled by a maroon horse with smooth fur and strong hooves, walking on the Suzaku Street paved with bluestone slabs, heading towards the palace city.
Inside the carriage, it is spacious and elegant, and beautifully decorated. There is even a small nanmu table with tea fruits and other items placed on it.
The eldest princess of Jinyang was sitting in the middle, dignified and graceful. She stared at the young man in a straight green shirt beside her. She put down the teacup beside her and asked: "Just now, Mr. Jia, Mr. Jia, still has any questions about my instructions."
Where?"
But on the way just now, the eldest princess of Jinyang explained the etiquette of meeting the emperor.
There is no such thing as three kneels and nine kowtows, and it is not a national ceremony.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "I have no objection. Thank you for your advice, Your Highness."
Li Chanyue on the side looked at the young man opposite, and saw that his face was pure and upright, and she understood just now that Jia Heng seemed to have written a storybook, and then the emperor's uncle took a fancy to it, so he was summoned to the palace to question him.
"This man looks a bit different from the famous people in the past. The famous people my mother knew before are not so young, and they are not much older than me. Moreover, the emperor's uncle is very good at poetry, music, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
I'm not very interested, but I summoned this person. I think he is a learned man." Princess Qinghe tilted her head, blinked her bright eyes, a curiosity flashed in her heart, and her eyes as clear as water lingered in the arms of the young man opposite.
on the wooden box.
Of course she wouldn't make random guesses about her mother, otherwise things that didn't exist in the first place would be brought to her mother's mind again after her troubles.
When several people had different thoughts, the carriage had already entered the Jiuzhong Emperor Palace.
Because the eldest princess of Jinyang was favored by the two palaces, she was allowed to drive on the royal road in front of Dan Dan. However, Princess Jinyang had no reason to drive the carriage into the Daming Palace. She handed the carriage to an internal eunuch and helped her daughter Li Chanyue out.
carriage.
Jia Heng stood in the Chen-Han Palace Garden and looked around. He saw in the distance the well-proportioned palace buildings, with cornices and brackets, red walls and black tiles, palace maids from all directions, eunuchs, warriors, and bodyguards passing by in pairs, with hurried expressions.
.
A man born between heaven and earth, armed with a three-foot sword, should live in this magnificent house!
I don't know why, this thought came to Jia Heng's mind. Although it passed away briefly, it was like some kind of magic power, growing in the bottom of his heart. It was something called "ambition".
"Mr. Jia, have you forgotten what I told you just now?" Princess Jinyang glanced at Jia Heng with her beautiful eyes, snorted, smiled, and said.
"Seeing the majesty of the Tian family and the grandness of the imperial palace, I forgot to look around for a moment and asked Your Highness to pay attention." Jia Heng looked at the eldest princess of Jinyang and cupped his hands.
The eldest princess of Jinyang smiled softly and said: "Okay, I know that you are a young man, and I am looking around curiously, but you can't do this when you wait for the next saint. Otherwise, you will be scolded by the eunuch. At that time, in front of me,
It doesn’t look good either.”
Although foreign officials are not allowed to look around when visiting the palace, that is just a rule. For example, the eldest princess of Jinyang regards the palace as her home, so naturally she will not feel too much awe, but she just doesn't want to cause trouble.
Just now, she only thought that Jia Heng had a young mind and didn't take it seriously.
After Jia Heng finished speaking, he resumed his gaze without squinting.
I just took advantage of the opportunity to get out of the car to see the luxury and magnificence of the Chen and Han palace.
Daming Palace, side hall
The autumn sunshine fell from the window and fell on the imperial desk made of redwood. Emperor Chongping, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a hard-footed futou on his head, was holding a brush in his hand and writing on a piece of rice paper spread out.
He concentrated on writing "Linjiang Immortal".
The emperor seemed to like this poem very much.
I don’t know how many times I have written this in the past two days.
"So many things in ancient and modern times are all made fun of and talked about." Emperor Chongping muttered with bright and sharp eyes under his rugged and thin eyebrows, and put the brush on the pen stand aside. There was a hidden meaning on his thin, cold face.
There is some inexplicable meaning.
Dai Quan, the eunuch in charge of the Daming Palace, was in his early fifties, with gray hair. He walked to the incense cage with his waist bent. He sorted out agarwood, ice chips and other items from the jade pot handed to him by the young eunuch, and poured them into the pot.
Into a smoke cage filled with sparks.
Dai Quan secretly glanced at the emperor behind the case, his eyes flashed, and his thoughts were inexplicable.
He secretly thought that His Majesty has written this poem "Linjiang Immortal" five times in the past two days. The boy named Jia Heng from Ningguo Mansion may have really caught His Majesty's eye.
Not to mention other things, being transferred to Hongwen Pavilion to manage history and write books is at least better than Wencui Pavilion to manage the collection of books.
At this moment, Dai Quan noticed that the little eunuch beside him tugged on his sleeves, nodded, and walked quietly outside the hall.
"Eunuch, His Royal Highness Jinyang brought the young princess and Jia Heng to ask for an audience with His Majesty." The eunuch said in a low voice.
Dai Quan nodded and turned back, just in time to see the emperor picking up a teacup and sipping the fragrant tea.
"Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang handed over a sign saying that Jia Heng, a descendant of Ning Guogong, has been brought to the palace." Dai Quan said with a chuckle.
"Oh?" Emperor Chongping put down the tea cup and heard a clear sound from the tureen. This was something that was rarely seen in the Daming Palace in the past.
Hearing this voice, Emperor Chongping was silent for a moment. Instead, he calmed down the anxious look on his face, remained silent for two breaths, and said in a deep voice: "Xuan."
Dai Quan was slightly surprised and took the order and left.
After a while, a beautiful woman in palace clothes walked over. On the left was a tall young man in a straight green shirt, and on the right was a girl in a pink skirt. The three of them quickly walked around the screen and entered the side hall.
When you come near, stand up, pay your respects and bow.
The sun shines through the window, casting the figures two in front and one behind, two large and one small, on the mountain and river screen. If you hadn't marked it specifically, you would have thought they were a family of three.
Emperor Chongping raised his eyes and felt an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart. Before he could think about it carefully, he only heard:
"My sister has met the emperor brother."
The eldest princess of Jinyang gave a gift.
"Jia Heng, a common man, has seen the Holy One. Long live the Holy One." Jia Heng also bowed and saluted, expressionlessly saying the lines prepared by the eldest princess. This was not a formal ceremony, but a private meeting. The eldest princess had said something before.
, but there is no need to be constrained by kneeling.
"Chanyue has met your Majesty's uncle and wishes to pay your respects to your Majesty's uncle." Li Chanyue said with a sweet smile, and then ran to the back of Emperor Chongping's case and said with a sweet smile: "What is your Majesty's uncle writing?"
"Write as you like." Looking at Li Chanyue, Emperor Chongping smiled and looked up at the young man in green shirt with stern eyebrows and straight face. The smile on his face faded and he asked in a deep voice: "You are the one with the sword?
And Jia Ziyu who entered the Rongxi Hall and angrily criticized the people of the Jia clan?"
This question is very confusing, but entering the Rongxi Hall with a sword and angrily scolding the people of the Jia clan seems to be a compliment, but combined with the harsh and indifferent tone, it seems that there is something else to say.
Jia Heng's eyes were lowered, his mind was spinning, and he cupped his hands and said: "It is clear from the Holy Spirit that ordinary people are the victims of Jia Zhen's case."
"Sufferer?" Emperor Chongping's eyes flashed and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Well, it's true that Jia Zhen was the master of misfortune. She failed in her evil deeds and was sentenced to prison.
Jia Heng looked calm and thought in his mind.
This was a sign of weakness, but it also answered Emperor Chongping's question.
Emperor Chongping's voice actually softened a bit, "Jia Zhen's crime is illegal. The judge has judged her. It has been judged publicly. I asked the eldest princess to call you into the palace and not talk about the case."
Jia Heng felt slightly relieved and thought to himself, didn't you mention it first?
However, this also shows that Emperor Chongping's character... was self-centered and his temperament was hidden and stubborn.
The eldest princess of Jinyang on the side had a faint smile on her jade face as crystal clear as snow, and said softly: "Brother, Jia Heng has finished writing the first part of his Three Kingdoms manuscript."
After saying that, he turned to look at Jia Heng.
Jia Heng understood and handed over the wooden box.
On this side of the room, Dai Quan reached out to take it, first went to the side to open it for inspection, and then handed it over and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please read it."
Jia Heng paused and said: "This is the original manuscript, which has not yet been copied."
Emperor Chongping nodded towards Jia Heng, his expression was much gentler, and he said in a clear voice: "I heard from Jinyang that you are going to print, and I am not that unreasonable person. After reading it, I still
Let you take away the manuscript."
Jia Heng cupped his hands and said, "The Holy Spirit is clear."
Emperor Chongping opened the manuscript and found a neatly bound pile.
The original manuscript was different from the excerpt. As soon as he saw it, Emperor Chongping's eyes lit up. The iron-painted silver hook penetrated the back of the paper. It was very different from the style of the pavilion, but it also looked high-spirited and sharp.
Found the sixth chapter I saw last time.
Then it's "Shuash..."
He actually stopped paying attention to a few people and started reading.
Jia Heng stood there and waited quietly.
Thinking about it, Emperor Chongping was such a bookworm with his reading speed. When he was listening to Hanlin's lecture on the banquet, he tore the tome into pages page by page and put it in a textbook to read.
Knowing that he still had to wait for a while, Jia Heng cursed.
After all, there are nine episodes, and it can’t be finished in a while. Jia Heng looked calm and waited patiently.
In this compartment, the eldest princess of Jinyang had already sat down on the pearwood chair at the side under the arrangement of Xiang Daiquan in the Daming Palace. Li Chanyue, who was behind the case, also walked softly to the bookshelf on the side and touched the bookshelf.
A horse sculpture carved in tricolor from the Tang Dynasty.
Jia Heng stood there for about half a quarter of an hour, when he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. When he looked back, he saw the graceful and charming eldest princess, who gave him a wink and motioned for him to sit on a chair nearby and rest.
Jia Heng: "..."
In front of the bookshelf, Li Chanyue was playing with a fan. She raised her head and noticed the two people winking at each other. Her bright eyes flashed and she put down the fan.
Jia Heng shook his head at the eldest princess.
In his previous life, he stood guard for most of the day, but standing for a while was nothing.
I don't know how long it took, but Emperor Chongping stood up from his body, feeling both refreshed and disappointed.
How should I put it? It’s like the feeling of saving a manuscript for three days and finishing it in one afternoon.
At this time, an hour and a half had passed, and dusk was falling in the sky. Dai Quan ordered the eunuch to hold the lamp.
Emperor Chongping looked up at Jia Heng and saw him standing, saying: "Jia Heng."
Jia Heng cupped his hands and said, "The common people are here."
"Come, take a seat." Emperor Chongping ordered Dai Quan.
Although he was focused on reading just now, he was not unaware of the little actions of Jinyang mother and daughter just now.
"It seems that Jia Heng's martial arts skills are not false." Emperor Chongping thought.
Jia Heng said: "The common people dare not sit down in the presence of the Holy One."
"I tell you to sit down, so you sit down." Emperor Chongping frowned and said in a deep voice.
Jia Heng cupped his hands and sat down. He did not sit on half a chair, but stood straight and calm.
This is a good demeanor developed during his military career in his previous life.
Emperor Chongping was stunned for a moment, and hid the admiration in his eyes, and said: "Jia Heng, how many chapters do you have in your Three Kingdoms manuscript? And when did Liu Xuande have a foundation?"
Even though I know the history, I still can’t help but ask.
Jia Heng secretly thought, indeed the perspective brought in is that of Liu Bei. Of course, this is a work that respects Liu and demotes Cao.