The next day, Sima Yao, the emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom, held a night banquet in Hualin Garden and summoned Huan Yi and other recent people. This was not just a night banquet, but an experience of gathering his own strength.
The night at the turn of spring and summer in Jiankang is cool and charming, and the stars flash in the deep and lofty sky Huan Yi was in a particularly relaxed mood. The victory in Feishui defeated Fu Jian's millions of people. After that, the Northern Expedition was unsuccessful. Although the Northern Expedition was not successful in the end, no matter what,
The large area of land south of the Yellow River has returned. More than a year of hard work has finally brought about the corresponding results. Now, we can be recognized by the emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom here, drink fine wine in the joy of victory, and listen to the pond.
The sound of frogs in the grass and the low singing of crickets, Huan Yi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart
The candles in Hualin Garden are brilliant, Sima Yao sits on the table, Sima Daozi, King of Langya, Xie An, Xie Shi, Ling of Shangshu, Wang Xianzhi, Xu Miao, the servant of the Secretary of the Secretariat, and Fan Ning, the Minister of the Secretariat, and the Minister of the Secretariat, and Fan Ning, the Minister of the Secretariat, and
It can be said that the fruits and delicacies in front of me are piled up like a mountain. This time, it was a gathering of elites in Jiangzuo.
Taking a deep breath, Huan Yi stepped forward and bowed and said, "I, Jiangzhou Governor Huan Yi, long live to meet my emperor!"
Sima Yao bent his mouth slightly and said lightly: "I'm flat and sit there!"
Huan Yi stood up and saw that there were two empty seats on the table, so he picked one and sat down.
Sima Yao looked at Huan Yi and said quietly: "Your dear come from the front, how about the war?"
"Go back to your Majesty!" Huan Yi owed a moment and replied, "Liu Yu's army is progressing smoothly. Now the army is fighting in Guanggu, which is already deeply rooted in the enemy's heart. The previous few battles can be said to be ineffective. Now General Liu Yu is working with Murong Chong
Decisive battle! If this battle is won, Hebei and Henan can be determined.”
Emperor Xiaowu nodded, and the imperial attendants served the dishes one after another. The palace maids filled everyone with wine. The wine smelled so much that they looked at Xie An. Sima Yao smiled and said, "This is a famous wine in Jingkou."
Sima Daozi said, "The best among Jingkou wines. Your Majesty heard that the soldiers of the Northern Expedition like to drink Jingkou wines, and they were specially selected from Jingkou. One was the joy of the soldiers, and the other was the farewell ceremony for Shuxia!"
Huan Yi hurriedly saluted: "Thank you, your Majesty, I am so virtuous and I am so ashamed to be."
Sima Yao glanced out of the corner of his eyes and glanced at the empty seat. Sima Daozi was so greedy that he swallowed his saliva when he smelled the wine. Seeing that his emperor brother did not advocate it, he was not good to raise his glass first, and then look
Seeing Wang Ya who was there, Sima Daozi was even more angry and couldn't help but curse Wang Ya in his heart, "Where did this Maoda die? Don't you know the banquet today?"
At this time, the prefect of Yuzhang, Fan Ning, who is famous all over the world, said: "I will tell you a story to help Your Majesty drink."
Fan Ning's name is Wuzi, and he advocates Confucianism, and is upright and dares to speak out.
"Okay!" Sima Yao smiled and said, "What are the allusions you have? You might as well tell me."
Fan Ning bowed and said, "It's the story of this dynasty. Emperor Wu of Shizu tasted a guest at Wang Wuzi's house. Wang Wuzi held a banquet to serve. The utensils used were glassware, more than a hundred maids, everyone had silk and satin, and they used their hands.
With the food in hand, the steamed piglet was made fat, tender and fresh. It was strange to the common taste of Shizu, so he asked him why the steamed piglet in your house tasted delicious and unique? Wang Wuzi replied:
'This is a piglet fed by a man.' He heard this and left with his sleeves."
Everyone was stunned. Wang Wuzi used humans to feed pigs to eat, which was widely circulated among the gentry. He once talked about this story for beauty. It is obviously accusing the current high-ranking families of luxury and depravity and frailty. Although this story is nothing, it is inside.
The meaning is... Sima Daozi was shocked. The steamed piglet in his mansion also did this. He looked at Xie An and felt relieved when he saw him calm.
Sima Yao seemed to not understand it, laughed a few times and said, "Good story, Wang Wuzi is so extravagant, why is he an example of the scholars and people in the world? Therefore, Emperor Shizu was extremely disgusted."
As he was talking, Wang Ya hurried into the garden, knelt down and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry for your crime. I'm late for something in my house."
Sima Yao smiled and said, "Maoda, Fan Qing told a good story. You missed it. If you are late, you will be fined three drinks of wine, huh?"
"Yes! If there is another one, don't talk about three cups, thirty cups should be." Wang Ya did not dare to refuse and said hurriedly
"Hahaha" these words made Sima Yao and others laugh, and finally let Wang Ya pass the test
When Wang Ya retreated to the seat, Sima Yao raised his cup and smiled and said, "Yi Qing returned from the north, and the war ahead went smoothly. Come and have a drink for our successful Northern Expedition of Jin."
"Damn!" Everyone raised their glasses and drank them all.
The key to drinking is that someone must start. Once the atmosphere starts, it will be easy to do it.
Sima Daozi and others are all very good at shaking the atmosphere. They raise their glasses frequently and urge them to drink frequently. The people below are also ministers. How dare they not drink them? Not long after, everyone is drunk
Fan Ning said with a slightly red face: "Eliminating extravagance and misleading the country, and the simple talk can also mislead the country. The Central Plains overthrow the country and the chaos. Wang Bi and He Yan cannot refuse the blame. The two of them despise the classics, and the words of Shen Renyi, and the words of the wandering words are born after the turmoil.
, causing the gentry to change their rules, and even the rituals and music collapsed, and the remaining customs are still a problem. Today, Zhou was in trouble for a while, and Zhou was able to lose his body and destroy the country. It was a precept for future generations. How could he return to the people's eyes and hearing! Therefore, I think
A life of misfortune is light, and a past generation of hardships are severe; a self-destruction of a small evil is a great sin for being confused!"
As soon as these words came out, the previous sound of drinking and chatting was quiet, because everyone knew that Fanning's words at this time were definitely not to go crazy, but to say something that someone was inconvenient to say, but to say it with the help of Fanning's words, but
Such a simple method will definitely not defeat others. Xie An said quietly: "Qin Ren Shang Yang and died in the second lifetime. Is it because of a pure speech that caused trouble?"
Fan Ning said hard: "Why are Wang Yifu and others responsible?"
Sima Yao saw the atmosphere at the banquet and said, "Huan Yi!"
Huan Yi bowed and said, "I am here!"
"Su Wenqing plays the flute well, and Jiang Zuo is the first, so I can play a song for you all my dear friends?"
Just so happened that Huan Yi was also a little drunk and responded: "Abide by the order!"
The royal prostitute took the flute, and Huan Yi played the flute in her seat. The sound of the flute was melodious, and the plum blossoms were falling. The sound of the flute brought people to the snowy and cold winter season. The elegant and noble plum blossoms swayed in the wind in the north wind and bloomed in the cold
While everyone was still immersed in the pleasant sound of the flute, Huan Yi stopped and placed the flute on the table and said calmly: "Although my zither is not as good as the flute, it is enough to combine the song. Please ask Your Majesty.
Let me sing and sing, and then I will give me a person who plays the flute."
Sima Daozi smiled and said, "Shuxia is still interested!"
After looking at Sima Daozi, Sima Yao smiled and said, "Okay! Come! A royal prostitute who plays the flute is here!"
"Your Majesty!" Huan Yi said: "I am afraid that the imperial master and I will not be able to play together. I will have a slave to make a guest appearance."
Sima Yao smiled, "Okay, I listen to your beloved zheng song! I will pass the imperial edict, and promulgate!"
After a while, a twelve or three-year-old handsome slave was passed to the garden. He held a flute in his hand and generously put the flute to his lips and played it. Huan Yi sat next to the zither and pointed his right finger over the zither string.
As soon as he pressed his finger, the sound of the flute suddenly turned, and the sound of the zither was clear and Huan Yi leaned down and sang in a low voice. Then he sang generously, and sang Cao Zhi's "Poem of Resentment", "It is not easy to be a king, but it is hard to be a good minister and be loyal and trustworthy.
Obviously, there are doubts about Zhou Dan and his civil and military affairs, and the "Jin?" did not publish the contribution of Wang Zheng, and the second uncle rebelled against rumors."
Sima Yao originally listened quietly, and his smile gradually solidified on his face. Fan Ning and Wang Ya looked at each other and remained silent. When they looked at Xie An, they saw Xie An crying, tears wet his beard and clothes.
Even though Xie An was so happy and angry that millions of enemies were not panicked when they came to the river, the extremely pretentious and calm man was so excited that he quickly walked out of his seat and came to Huan Yi to gently stroke it.
His neat beard said in a trembling voice: "I am extraordinary to you!"
Sima Yao looked ashamed at this time because he understood the song just now and knew what Huan Yi wanted to express. How could anyone who is still a little bloody will not stop trembling?
But at this time, Sima Daozi smiled contemptuously, and only Wang Ya fell into deep thoughts.
After the night banquet, Huan Yi returned to the inn. Because he had been working in other places for many years, he had no family in the capital. Early the next morning, Huan Yi brought his entourage, packed his luggage and went to Jiangzhou to take office. Huan Yi took a car out of the city and walked along the Qingxi River.
The clear and clear stream flows westward, and the willows linger on both sides. Qingxi was chiseled in the Sun Quan period of the Three Kingdoms, and was a major channel for transport. It is known as the Nine-Curve Qingxi.
The curtains were rolled up, Huan Yi stared at the boats passing by the river, thinking about what happened last night, Fan Ning attacked the current affairs unscrupulously, but the emperor ignored it. Obviously, a rift between him and the ruling Xie An had already arisen. Although he expressed his loyalty to Xie An, he could
Will the emperor really change his view of Xie An because of his resentment poem? Since crossing the river, powerful ministers such as Wang Dao, Huan Wen, and Yu Liang have successively controlled the country's responsibilities. Emperors of all dynasties have been puppets, and the young emperor today seems to be
Will the emperor be considered by a thoughtful monarch to do this by himself? He is on Xie An's side? The emperor has never stopped fighting openly and secretly, and the attitude of their vassal governors is even more crucial.
I was a little emotional last night, which was why he got up early and went to Jiangzhou to take office and left the capital for trouble.
Huan Yi was thinking deeply, not wanting anyone to be talking about him. There were a passenger ship moored by the Qingxi River. There were about four or five passengers in the boat, one of which was a long sleeve and a long body standing with a chic and a cavalry.
After Wang Huizhi and Huan Chong died, Wang Huizhi returned to the capital under the order and sailed thousands of miles. This morning, the passenger ship was moored to the side of the stream to rest. A guest in the boat pointed to the carriage slowly coming from the side of the road: "Look, look in the car
The man is King Huan Ye!" The king of Ye is Huan Yi's small character. After the fierce battle in Feishui, Huan Yi became famous and seemed to be a celebrity. Everyone stretched their heads and feet to look at him. In order to see his appearance, Wang Huizhi called the little boy beside him and said, "You
Go and tell Mr. Huan, and hear that you are good at playing the flute, try to play it for me!”