Chapter 75: city

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"Uncle, are you better?" Sima Bao walked to the bed and saw Sima Hong with a haggard look, his eyes full of worry and concern. Because his parents left early, he has been growing up in the big room, so Sima Hong is equivalent to the role of father for Sima Bao. Now that Sima Hong is dying in bed, he can't help but red eyes.
"People are getting old, there will be this day sooner or later," Sima Hong coughed, leaning on the bedside, "You go to me all day, don't delay the errand."
"Uncle don't worry, my nephew saves," Sima Bao pressed the quilt for Sima Hong, and told Sima Hong some interesting anecdotes. How could he tell his uncle, because the Sima family lost power, his errands in the Ministry of Industry had become a slack with little real power. These words, but only to make the unhealthy uncle, even worse.
"Alas," Sima Hong sighed and took the medicine from the maidservant. "It's hard-hearted today. When you're doing a job, you must be cautious and don't cause trouble."
"Yes," Sima Bao replied respectfully, and then helped Sima Hong lie down, "Uncle, rest more, don't worry about these things."
Sima Hong looked out the window, "What time is it now?"
"It's already time." Sima Yue replied.
"Can there be a court meeting today?" Sima Hong suddenly asked, "Your Majesty's Longevity is coming?"
"Yesterday, there was a small dynasty meeting," Sima Yue saw Sima Hong's eyes closed, and then lowered his voice, "His Majesty Longevity Ceremony is three days later."
After saying this, he saw that Sima Hong did not respond at all, and his bleak face was lifeless. He couldn't help extending his index finger and probing at the tip of Sima Hong's nose to make sure that the other person still had breathing before letting go of the breath he raised. , Retreating lightly.
"Second brother," Sima Zhi asked Sima Bao to come out and asked in a low voice, "Can my father sleep?"
Sima Bao nodded, then said: "I see Uncle's complexion is not very good, what does the doctor say?"
"What more can I say, but it's a nonsense that needs to be recuperated," said Sima Zhi, and he was mad at the mention of Tai Chi. "They are all useless quacks. When our Sima's family is in trouble, they perfunctory." They The Sima family is a temporary downfall, and it is also a first-class family. Can these people be treated slowly?
"Isn't His Majesty sent an imperial doctor a few days ago, and these people didn't say the truth?" Sima Bao frowned. "These people are too windy."
"These doctors were somewhat able, but they only treated the symptoms but not the root cause," Sima Chi was not good at talking about the people sent by the emperor, and changed the topic. "It was only after our girl told us that it was Princess Deyi. sick."
"She'll be ill if she's sick," Sima Bao's interest in Princess Deyi was limited, and the tone was a little indifferent. "It's better to be ill but to save trouble."
If it wasn't for the cousin's daughter-in-law to marry the grandson of Princess Deyi, his words might be a bit uglier.
Sima Zhi didn't refute his words, just said: "I let Uchiko give some gifts in the past, and we don't want to mix them in."
Now their Sima family seems to be out of position, but thinking of Rui Wang ’s frequent actions behind his back, and His Majesty is young and promising, he feels secretly rejoicing, and now the rapids do n’t need to be blended into these things. a good thing.
"Since that is the case, I have arranged it like this," Sima Bao sighed. "It's not too early, I should go to the department and order some more. Uncle's spirit is not very good. Brother, let the people under your service be more refined."
"I know, you go," Sima Toe nodded sadly, and the whole person was a little chuckle.
Seeing him like this, Sima Bao reached out and patted his shoulder. It was hard to say much. He sighed and left the yard.
Out of Sima Mansion, Sima Bao saw that many people on both sides of the street spontaneously hung the Shouzi red lanterns, and many street vendors also made many handicrafts under the leadership of His Majesty Longevity, which not only pleased His Majesty, but also earned Silver money also kills two birds with one stone.
Today's mind is indeed much wider than Xiandi and much more popular than Xiandi. If not, how could such a grandeur happen in the capital. Even if the people have done enough work to cope, they will not do so willingly.
The Ministry of Industry has a high status in the six departments, and his relationship with his colleagues has always been salty. Since his uncle gave office, these colleagues have remained the same as usual, but secretly alienated him a lot. Many private parties also Not too fond of calling him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, who didn't know that His Majesty's biological mother was his sister-in-law, and who didn't know that His Majesty had a hard time living in the palace of King Cheng when he was a child, but his uncle did not help.
How unpleasant these people say things behind his back, he has n’t heard, but he can guess.
Life is hard to buy. I knew that he regretted it already, but he could only swallow it.
"Master Sima." Colleagues in the past greeted him one after another, but they left without stopping after they greeted them, as if to stay and talk, they could infect the plague.
Sima Bao was so reluctant to stay at work for a moment, and Sima Bao was reluctant to stay for a moment. He hurriedly returned to Sima Mansion, and as soon as he entered the yard, he received a message. They received an invitation from the palace. Post.
With both hands trembling and holding this invitation, Sima Bao looked a little excited.
At His Majesty's Longevity Ceremony, there was even a place for him, which is really a thing that can be called a surprise.
Sun saw him like this, walked to him, took off his shirt and let him breathe: "It is not a few days since His Majesty Longevity, we must prepare carefully."
"Madam is very right," Sima Bao nodded again and again, then walked to the desk, began to write some places that need attention, and from time to time to discuss with the Sun's, what clothes to wear into the palace is more appropriate.
This happy picture is almost the same as how many years old children get their favorite toys.
Seeing her husband like this, Sun's was both distressed and sad, so he had to go crazy with him.
Don't look at Wanshouli as just the emperor's birthday, but there is much more about it. There are so many nobles in Beijing, but the number of places available for banquets is limited. Who can go and who cannot, there are many articles in between.
Which wine is used, which utensils can be used for royal use, and which drama team or famous actors have the luck to enter the palace, this is not a small talk.
The palace has its own Yuefu, but in such a big occasion, it is a bit monotonous to just perform with Yuefu people. The birthday banquet is a lively event, so it's normal to get some reliable and reliable opera groups, jugglers, and dancers from the folk.
It ’s impossible to disguise assassins in disguise like in the small talk book. First of all, folk artists who can enter the palace are all famous, and everyone is mixing this bowl of rice, and suddenly there is a strange face mixed in people. In the pile, as long as the people around are not blind, they will find out.
There are also people who can be elected to the palace. Even if he has done anything in his life, he can find out. It is impossible to impersonate this kind of thing, unless the people who entered the palace with him want to lose their heads with this person.
"Niangniang, this is the list of entertainers selected from the folks in Dianzhong Province. Do you think it is appropriate?" Bai Xian handed over a list to Gu Rujiu, and then said, "These people have all been arranged to live in the palace, around There are heavy guards, and the following people have already watched their performances, and there will be several screenings before the Longevity Festival. "
Gu Rujiu looked at it carefully and found that there are indeed some famous artists in it. Even she has heard of it, and some have performed at the Gu family to perform on stage. She nodded and said: "This time there are many guests. There must be something wrong. "
"Please rest assured, all departments will strictly control, there will be no problems," Bai Xian thought for a while, and then said, "I heard that there is a dancer from outside the palace, which looks like a country and attracts countless sons. Legend has it that as long as she performed on stage, there will be a thick layer of money on the stage, with gold and jade, which attracted countless dancers.
"You mean this person?" Gu Rujiu pointed to the word "Fuyao" on the list and smiled, "It's like a person, and you know it is a beautiful beauty at a glance."
Bai Xian said with a smile: "The lady said yes." Without a surname, and with a wind and dust, is it not a good name?
"Who is the beauty?" Jin Yang walked in and saw Gu Rujiu holding a list in his hand, then smiled. "Did you see the beauty today?"
"Isn't I seeing this?" Gu Rujiu glanced at him, then pointed to the list, and handed the list to his list, "The beauty is here."
"Isn't the beauty in my eyes?" Jin Yang pulled the list aside and looked at Gu Rujiu. "There is no more attractive woman in the world than this beauty in my eyes."
Gu Rujiu looked at his shadow printed in his pupils and reached out to squeeze his cheek: "Yuezi slips his tongue."
"I'm sincere, how can I not believe it for a long time?" Jin Yang smiled and put his chest close to her, "I don't believe you listen."
Bai Xian silently carried the list thrown to the side by the emperor and backed out, walked to the yard, watching his shadow dragged by the sunlight, and couldn't help feeling that he seemed to be alone.
"Princess Bai, those from outside the palace have arranged to live in Yueyang Palace. Are you always going to see it?" An in charge of the palace, seeing Bai Xian, came over with a smile on his face. With your old palm, we are also at ease. "
Knowing that these people were afraid that the arranged person would not bear the responsibility of the master, he pulled him together. Bai Xian raised his chin and said lazily, "Then let's go and see."
If something really happened, it would be useless for these people to pull him on.
Yueyang Palace was originally a place where women chose to live temporarily after entering the palace. The biggest feature here is that there are many spacious rooms and remote places, far away from the three main palaces. Even if the people inside rehearse the music and dance, they ca n’t be noisy in the palace. Noble. If anyone is guilty, with the guards in the palace, these people can be shot into a sieve without stepping out of the Yueyang Palace.
When Bai Xian arrived, he heard the sounds of various musical instruments. All kinds of sounds were mixed together, and no matter how beautiful the sound of nature could be turned into a magic sound through the brain.
The governor of the temple province saw that Bai Xian frowned, and quickly let the guarding the door enter to stop these people from rehearsing.
After the sound stopped, Bai Xian stepped on the stone steps and entered the palace gate. Entering the gate is a spacious courtyard. The artists who entered the palace stood honestly one by one. When he came in, they bowed their heads respectfully.
Although these folk entertainers are horns outside, in front of Bai Xian, the emperor's intimate father-in-law, they are nothing more than low-lying pariahs. Bai Xian glanced over and didn't see a woman with a very special appearance, so she turned to ask the steward, "These are the folk artists invited?"
The director nodded and said yes, and then said to these folk artists: "This is Bai Gonggong, the governor of Yuqian, please give him courtesy."
These folk artists have long known that Grandpa Bai's identity is not simple, because he usually looks up to his stewards with his neck, like a grandson in front of Grandpa Bai. Now when the supervisor said that the father-in-law was actually the head of the former emperor, they were all taken aback and hurriedly bowed their heads to salute.
Their courtesy was uneven, and their posture was not good-looking, Bai Xian said: "People teach them some rules. If they lose their manners before the noble, they will be reprimanded and they will lose their lives."
"Yes yes, you are right." The manager nodded and said yes, writing down this one.
At this moment, I suddenly heard running sound from behind, and a girl in pink clothes, about sixteen or seven years old, ran over and just ran near, because the Tai Chi was running, and the hairpin ring fell to the ground.
Seeing that this girl's skin was blown and shattered, Bai Xian was even more shockingly beautiful. Even the girl in the three houses of Sima's family was not as good as her, and she guessed that this girl was probably the legendary Fuyao girl.
He glanced quietly at the hairpin ring that fell to the ground, and glanced at the sidewalk of the swinging temple, and said lightly: "The palace is well-formed, and what you eat, what you say, what you say, if you are bad, Once the rules are met, people can be sent out of the palace. "
Fu Yao knew that the was talking about himself, and secretly looked up at the eunuch, and saw that the other party was covered with dignity and bowed his head honestly.
Touching the stranded gold bracelet on her wrist, her cheeks were red, and then she pulled the sleeve to hide the bracelet under the sleeve.
"Okay, I've seen it all, but the rules are still lacking. As for the rhythm dance, our family is not good at this, so it's hard to say much," Bai Xian said, and glanced aside. Everyone, after seeing these people lowering their heads, they took their eyes away with satisfaction. "There is only one point that should not cause the empress and the empress to be dissatisfied, otherwise our family will not be able to help you."
The manager said again and again that after sending Bai Xian out of the Yueyang Palace in person, he wiped his forehead with sweat and returned to the hall. The first thing to return to the hall was to let Fu Yao change his clothes.
Seeing other dancers, they were all gloating. The Fuyao Palace is no longer touted by the noble sons. Once in the palace, it can no longer be set.
Seeing Fu Yao removed the hairpin ring, and put on an ordinary skirt, Wu Jijia sneered: "I dare to dress up in the palace and show up, I really don't know who I want to confuse."
"Who can show it to you," Wu Jiyi was somewhat interested in lacking, "there is a lot of people thinking."
A few people next to them laughed. These dancing dancers who can enter the palace are not only good-looking but also good at dancing. Although they have also dreamed that there is no Wangsun noble who fancy them, and then they marry them home, but in fact they also It is very clear that the lowly background of them, among these aristocrats, is nothing but a pleasing gadget, let alone being married, it is not easy to be a concubine.
Seeing that Fu Yao was young and beautiful, and being sought after by some middle-aged guys in Beijing, they suddenly disappeared without knowing who their surnames were. They all felt sad and funny. Who had any such delusions?
Thinking of these, several dancing girls didn't laugh at Fu Yao's thoughts either. You look at me, I look at you, they all feel boring, and they all go back to their rooms.
Fuyao doesn't mind how other dancers think of themselves. In her view, it is normal for these dancers not to like her.
"Isn't it just jealous that I look pretty?" She returned to the room, looked at herself in the mirror, and gently applied the lipstick on her lips to make her lips look more moist and attractive.
Beauty is her top weapon.
Wu Ji, who lived with her in the same room, persuaded her to whisper, "Fuyao, here is the palace, you ..."
"So far, no man has been in a daze after seeing me," Fu Yao looked at her, gently pulling her lips, "The emperor is also a man."
"but……"
"No, but there is a singer who can be a queen in history, can I not even be a concubine?" Fu Yao confidently said, "You know, your majesty's harem has no other woman than the queen."
"That's because Her Majesty and the Queen Mother have a good relationship. Why do you mix it in?" The dancing girl in the same room disagreed. "Will it be more than worth it to anger the Queen Mother?"
"There are no cats who don't like fish and no men who don't like stealing fish," Fu Yao traced his eyebrows. "As long as you catch your majesty's heart, what can the queen do if she is not satisfied."
The dancing girl in the same room was quite speechless and said for a long time: "You haven't even seen your majesty's face. Don't even think about anything else." After that, lift the quilt and wrap yourself up to sleep.
The two have completely opposite views, so there is no way to talk about it.
He shook his head back and looked at the rolling hill bag on the eye bed. He snorted disdainfully. How did these women understand her thoughts, knowing the ambition of Honghu?
Delong five years on June 28th, the longevity ceremony after Delong Emperor Martingale finally arrived in the expectation of many people.
Before dawn, the officials and nobles who were able to attend the Wanshou ceremony got up and dressed up in a carriage into the palace.
The sound of the carriage passing on the street has not been interrupted. Some curious people pushed open the window and looked at them. They saw these passing carriages, including Zhuding, blue roof, and Xuanding. No matter what color, these carriages are all Very delicate and extravagant.
Some children who like to watch the bustle hide behind the windows, look at these carriages enviously, and then ask the parents behind them innocently, who owns these carriages.
"These cars are Gu Guogong's carriages. If you see them, the one in the front has evaded."
"This is the Li family's carriage. Their carriage looks really exquisite."
"The carriage is printed with Rui characters. Is it Ruiwang's car?"
The carriages of King Rui and King Zhong almost went out together, and almost stopped together around the corner. Both of them are iron hats, and on the gold content, it is natural that the iron hat of the Zhongwang is more important. But in terms of estrangement and closeness, Rui Wang is today's uncle and closer to the present.
So the carriage of the two, who is in front and who is behind, is a little more subtle.
Just as King Rui was about to open his mouth and let the Zhongwang family go first, the Mausoleum of the Zhongwang mansion squeezed past them and walked in front of them.
Seeing the arrogance of the loyal king, the two sons of King Rui almost ran into their faces. When the Empress Dowager chose her stepsons, they also went to Beijing, but it was a pity that the Empress Dowager was looking for unmarried Jin Martingans, but instead threw their sons and sons who were taught by their husbands aside.
If one of their brothers became an emperor, the loyal king would be as arrogant as he is now.
"It's so deceiving," Tie Qing, the eldest son of King Rui, looked at his face, and the hand holding the rein was too hard, and the knuckles were white. "It's not because of the father ..."
He didn't dare to say what he said at the beginning. Because of his natural leg problems, his father was rejected by his grandfather. Not only did he lose his throne, but even the land was not as wealthy as King Cheng. As a Son of Man, would n’t it be unfilial if he said this because of his anger?
The second son of King Rui knew what his elder brother wanted to say. He glanced at his elder brother, and then looked at the carriage without movement behind him. He lowered his voice and said: "From him, the more arrogant he is, the more dissatisfied His Majesty will be."
When the carriage passed Suzakumon, the guards guarding the door searched more strictly than in the past. After the search, they clenched their fists and said, "His Royal Highness King, please."
"There is labor." Rui Wang smiled gently before slowly lowering the carriage curtain. This move fell on other people's eyes, which made many people express their emotions and praised King Rui's reasoning and elegance.
In the palace of Zichen, Gu Rujiu personally sorted out the clothing for Jin Yang. Because it is not a meeting, Jin Yang is now wearing a set of brocade embroidered with dragon patterns, rather than a serious dragon robe.
Gu Rujiu felt the warm jade he gave him when he was dressing him, so he smiled, and then continued to sort out his clothes.
Jin Yang looked down at the sachet hanging on his body. After looking back and forth for several times, he took the sachet down and replaced it with the mint sachet embroidered by Gu Rujiu. "Other sachets do n’t taste as good. This one."
The fabric embroidery thread used in the mint sachet is the best. The only bad thing is the embroidery worker. Gu Rujiu looked at the auspicious cloud on the purse that looks like buns and could n’t help saying,
Do n’t wear it today. Lest you make a joke. "
"Isn't this good?" Jin Yang cherished the surface of the sachet. "This is good, the others are too tacky."
Gu Rujiu glanced at the tray next to it, making a delicate and novel sachet, and then looked at this ugly sachet embroidered by himself, and couldn't help but think, because the ugliness was too creative, so it only matched other beautiful sachets. Tacky?