Spring and Autumn I Am King

After Gongzichao said the words of punishment, the hall was silent again. The right teacher Le Daxin's throat moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but after seeing the opposite brothers still sitting in silence, he swallowed the words again. belly.

This charge is a bit arrogant. When the attitude of Duke Song and his wife is unclear, let's just wait and see what happens.

Facing the slander that turned into anger, Zhao Wuxi didn't care too much. In this era of extreme freedom of speech, it is common for ministers to point at the monarch's nose and spit into remonstrance, without saying anything ugly, but very few have their heads chopped off by the monarch. too easy.

However, this basin of sewage could not be continued. He had to pour it back on the young master without a single drop. Wu Xian was thinking about how to refute, but he heard Nanzi speak first.

Nanzi suddenly looked like a coquettish little girl, with a smile on her pretty face, and said to the son, "Grandpa, isn't Nanzi beautiful? Don't you think the word "allure" is very suitable for Nanzi?"

Young Master Chao never expected Nanzi to say such a thing, so he hurriedly flattered: "Nanzi is very beautiful, he is the most beautiful lord of the Song Dynasty in the past five hundred years, and he is a natural stunner..."

Nanzi raised his eyebrows suddenly, as if he had changed his personality, and interrupted him loudly: "Youth? Nanzi heard that Uncle Xiang of Jin once said to his mother, △ Dafan is a stunner bestowed by God, and does not confuse himself. If you are not a person of virtue and righteousness, you will definitely bring disaster. Isn't what my uncle said a slander to Nanzi? What is the difference between the poems of the gentleman of the Zhao family? If you want to punish the crime, can you Survived?"

Gongzichao was sweating profusely from Nanzi's sharp words, trying to explain but stammering, Zhao Wuxi seemed to know her again. Xiao watched with interest how the granddaughter made trouble with his uncle and grandfather.

Nanzi stood on a high place with his head proudly raised, looking down at Young Master Chao, whom he had admired for a while. Now I only think that he is a clown jumping beams, a foil for Zhao Wuxi's "Beautiful Woman in the East". Although it looks beautiful. Inside is a pile of dross, and the flattering words spoken are also vulgar and stinky.

"What's more, I just like the word allure!"

Just now, Young Master Cai presented "Wei Feng. Shuo Ren", and Nan Zi took a sip of wine to express his acceptance of his gift. Now, Nanzi's pair of fair-skinned hands directly lifted the full porcelain wine cup, and Gulu Gulu poured it into the small mouth of the cherry.

After drinking, the wine cup was empty, and Nanzi was even more beautiful. There was still a drop of crystal wine juice on the corner of her lips, her peach blossom eyes were slightly squinted, and her temples were crimson. Before Song Gong waved his hand to stop her from speaking, Nan Zi said what she wanted to say most.

"Uncle's grandfather returned to Song to help Weihou matchmaking, but in the face of me, a natural beauty, does Weihou feel that his virtue and righteousness are enough? He is not afraid that Puyang City and Kangshu Temple will be destroyed by my calamity? If he is afraid , let's not talk about this marriage!"

The beauty lifted the wine cup and fell heavily on the stone steps of the main hall, making a crisp sound and shattering into a hundred thousand petals!

Mandian was stunned by Nanzi's maverick remarks. Even Sima Geng was dumbfounded. Although the people of the Song Dynasty were heavy on women, they could lead the army to fight without the women of the Yin and Shang times, and openly interfered with the magnanimity of the government, not to mention her outrageous behavior.

"Nanzi. Enough!" Song Gongluan quickly stopped Nanzi. He had no son and only one daughter. But no matter how much you dote on her, she can't be allowed to openly riot in the solemn hall.

"The son and daughter are incapable of drinking. Today's banquet will accompany her here. Let Mother Fu take her down!"

Song Gong waved Nanzi back. After the girl in purple left slowly with red eyes, this awkward poem dedication ceremony finally ended.

Only then did the young master go back to the middle of the four young masters in despair, and Zhao Wuxi, who once again became the focus of the whole hall, also returned to the seat of the banquet, looking at his nose and nose and looking at his heart, as if nothing had happened.

Yan Yan continued, but no one came forward to offer any more poems, only Song Guoleguan's eyes were bright, and he wrote down the "Beautiful Woman in the East" word for word on the slip.

"Xiaodong, Dadong, and you are empty. The title of this new poem just corresponds to the place of 'Xiaodong' where the Song Kingdom is located. It is not acceptable to add a "Song of Shang" to worship the ancestors of Yin. Song Feng", and the folk songs of Shangqiu in Huaisi were added into it, which is the style of the sixteenth country."

Today is the best day of the wedding, so the banquet was closed all night. I don't know how long it took. Zhao Wuxi, who was a little drunk by friends such as Sima Geng, Huangye, Ling Bulu, etc., got up and went to change clothes.

Under the guidance of the vertical temple, he went to the "Qing" outside the hall, which was covered by a barrier, that is, the toilet of the public office. He also observed with interest to see how it was different from the public office of Jin.

I saw a stone handrail on the right side of the urinal, set in the stone slab behind the urinal, and there are two boot-shaped portrait stones on the urinal, on which are engraved with buildings, evergreen trees and geometric patterns. One or two thousand years ago, the toilet is no less than the modern luxurious toilet.

After resolving the internal emergency, the temple people handed him a hot towel to wipe his hands, and then returned along the original road. Along the way, Zhao Wu Xie looked sideways, breathing in the sultry and stagnant air in May, overlooking the entire sparkling Shangqiu City from the Gaotai Meixie, and involuntarily complained: "Song wine is really sour!"

"Pfft." The temple person who led the way couldn't help laughing. Looking at the soapy clothes and hats from behind, it was a female voice.

After Le Qi was assassinated, Zhao Wuxi had always been extremely vigilant about the assassin's murder. At this moment, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he quickly took action to grab the person in front of him: "Who are you? You are so presumptuous!"

Then, what I started was a piece of soft, crispy boneless.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong. At this moment, the temple man turned around and saw that she was pretty and charming, with flying eyebrows, snow-white skin, bright eyes and red lips. Only Zhao Wuxi grabbed his arm, and he was sweating from the pain, and his eyes were watery. If it wasn't Nanzi, the daughter-in-law who was just repelled by Duke Song, who else could it be?

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and quickly let go, while Nanzi rubbed his arm and said, and then said angrily: "The gentleman doesn't know how to lighten it, and it really hurts to have a concubine."

Zhao Wuxi was dumbfounded and looked behind him. Those vertical temples had long since disappeared, and this was the direction they were going. It is not a hall, but a remote palace.

He knew that he had been posed by this seductive daughter-in-law. He bowed to Nanzi and was about to turn around and leave. His arms were wrapped around the girl's soft body.

"Song wine always likes to mix some dried plums. If a gentleman thinks it tastes bad, why don't you come with me and drink the millet wine from Xinjiang, maybe you can taste the taste of your hometown."

Nanzi's voice was charming and aggrieved, but the words in his mouth were full of threats: "If the gentleman dares to leave, Nanzi will shout, and the palace armor of the Song Kingdom will come out. Then tomorrow, Lingzi will get the news. Say yes. Zhao Zitai broke into the palace at night after being drunk, wanted a son and daughter, and was captured on the spot..."

Zhao Wuxi didn't panic: "If the daughter-in-law shouted, I'm afraid it would damage her innocence, can she still be Madam Weihou?"

Nanzi smiled happily: "I want to go to Weiguo, so I shouted? I just don't know how the gentleman will end up. Will Lingzi be sad."

This remark forced Zhao Wuxi to stop, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Do I have a grudge with the daughter-in-law?"

The girl smiled and said: "No grudges or hatreds, I and Lingzi are still good friends. I also like the gentleman's Zhao Ci and new poems."

Zhao Wuxi had no choice but to take a step by step, then followed Nanzi into this small remote palace.

It was dark all around, Nanzi groped for a while. I took the light by myself. The copper candle of whale oil flickered and flickered, reflecting the surrounding situation.

I saw that the bedding has been laid out, and the clothes are precious and rare. The bronze censer was lit with cigarettes, and the tent was put down. The splendid quilts are spread layer by layer, and the exquisite porcelain pillows are placed on the couch.

It appears to have been burnt down here. Occasionally, blackened wooden pillars can be seen. Although they have been decorated again, they are no longer as gorgeous as they were originally.

The lonely man and the widow were on the edge of this ambiguous bed again. Zhao Wuxi didn't know her purpose, so he asked tentatively, "Isn't the son-in-law drunk just now? If I don't return for a long time, the neighboring guests will suspicious."

Nanzi thumped, revealing a sly smile when he succeeded in a bit of a trick.

"I can drink a bucket of alcohol at the age of twelve, so how can I get drunk with a porcelain cup? And a gentleman doesn't have to worry. Half a minute after you left the table, someone had already told your father that you were feeling a little unwell, and you should leave first. went."

As she spoke, she took off the soap crown worn by the temple people on her head, and her long black hair slid down her shoulders like a waterfall and fell behind her back.

"You embarrassed Young Master Chao today, but he is also the elder of the Song Dynasty, so you leave the table as soon as possible, it is too late for my father to be happy..."

She suddenly approached Zhao Wuxi, her beautiful and fair face was very close, and her mouth was blowing like blue.

"Even if the gentleman stays here today, no one will hold him accountable."

Zhao Wuxi was not tempted. He took a step back and looked at the surrounding situation: "Where is this, and what is the son and daughter going to bring me to do?"

In the face of this seductive Nanzi, Wu Xie shuddered a little at the thought that she could pretend to be drunk to avoid the banquet, and arranged for the vertical temple to lead her here without being noticed. He didn't believe the story of a princess and a down-to-earth gentleman who fell in love at first sight and settled for a lifetime in a remote palace.

Seeing that Zhao Wuxie didn't fall into the trap, the teasing in Nan Zi's eyes disappeared. Since direct seduction couldn't work, he had no choice but to pity him again.

She suddenly changed into sadness, sighed and said, "Without him, I just think gentlemen are very interesting, not like ordinary people, so I want to ask you to talk to relieve anger. Although Song people are heavy wives, I can't be completely free. Had to do this.”

After she finished speaking, she bowed down with tears in her eyes and said, "Please don't take offense, gentleman."

Zhao Wuxi sneered in his heart. He could only believe half of what this demon girl said. Could he come here to "talk about life and ideals"?

"The daughter-in-law hasn't told me yet, where exactly is this?"

Nanzi pretended to wipe away his tears, then pointed to the burnt marks and said, "This place is called Huangtang, which was originally the residence of Mrs. Gong Gong of Song. Forty years ago on the Jiawu in May, there was a fire in the palace, and Bo Ji was burned to death. Here, it will be deserted and remote from now on.”

Zhao Wuxi suddenly realized that this was a very famous koan case back then. Song Gonggong was old and Bo Ji was young. After he died, Bo Ji was a widow, and this conservative woman from the state of Lu stayed at the gate of Huangtang.

When Song Pinggong arrived, there was a fire in the palace, and the maids on the left and right asked Bo Ji to avoid the fire. But Bo Ji said: "The righteousness of women, the nanny and Fu Mu will not come, and I can't go to court at night. I have to wait for the nanny to come." Burned alive in the fire.

This is somewhat the same as the fallacy of starvation to death in later generations, and failure of discipline to be a big thing. Most of the princes expressed their regrets and condolences.

Bo Ji is a typical image of a woman in the state of Lu, but the native-born woman of the Yin and Song Dynasties is quite different.

Nanzi glanced around and said with some disdain: "When I was a child, I heard that the nanny and Fu Mu praised Bo Ji's virtuousness, and I felt that I couldn't understand it. She is obviously a stupid and rigid woman. If you want me to learn from her~www.wuxiahere.com~ It's hard to burn to death!"

Zhao Wuqi couldn't figure out which of the words of this seductive lady was true and which was false, but what she said should come from her heart.

"Indeed, the temperament of the male daughter is the opposite of Bo Ji's." In any case, to meet her words first, try to make her happy so that she can get away, Zhao Wuxi didn't want to cause any trouble on the eve of going north to Luwei.

Hearing the words, the little demon girl forgot to pretend to be pitiful for a while, and a smug color flashed in her eyes: "Yes, I am a stunner who has conquered the city and the country, and I am not a puppet guarding the yellow hall!" (To be continued...)

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