My historian is dying every day

Chapter 108 [Thinking Clouds Are Raining]

That night, Wen Yanzhi went back to the small courtyard in Tanglang Hutong to pack up his belongings, bid farewell to Yunzhu, and returned to Wen's mansion with his father and brother.The courtyard where he lived in the early years has been cleaned up in the mansion, a group of four or five servants swept the house clean, and welcomed the third young master back home in a friendly manner.

However, Wen Yanzhi lived alone for three years, and he didn't like the excitement after all. After four or five days, he only sued his mother and sister-in-law, and sent the servant back to the central government for dispatch. When morning and dusk come, it is enough to take care of trivial matters and collect laundry.

This courtyard is located at the east end of Wen Mansion, outside is a Sanchi alley, surrounded by small and medium-sized wealthy households, in the morning, there will be sporadic laughter when a couple of women meet and walk by, and after dusk, everything is silent, quite peaceful.

In fact, it was my early residence, and it was only three years ago.

Wen Yanzhi lived in the clan's family in Donglin Mansion since he was a child. When he entered Beijing for the exam three years ago, his family disagreed and they all advised him to give up the exam. This put a lot of pressure on him, and he has always been a literati. Entering the examination is not a matter of real talent and learning, so before entering the examination, he rented an outhouse with Gong Zhiyuan, and after he was the number one scholar in high school, he was taken back to the mansion by his father for more than a year. Later, when something happened to the Qin family, he sold it off I bought some calligraphy and painting, wrote some Fengya odes or documents for others, exchanged my own money, bought a small courtyard in Tanglang Hutong and moved out.

When he was standing in the east courtyard and watching things move out one by one, his elder brother was in charge of the army outside the pass, and his parents saw him off at the gate of the courtyard, wiping away their tears.At that time, the second elder brother was still in the Nine Mansions in Beijing, and before he had time to talk about one or two to send him out, he was asked to leave urgently by the Sifu.

He still remembers the look that the second elder brother looked back at him before leaving.

Those eyes were penetrating and cold, there was no need to say many words, Wen Yanzhi could understand just by looking at them.

In the eyes of the second brother, it seems that the family has mentioned that he is not an official, and he insists on dripping the muddy soup of the non-employee, and now he is the fruit of his own. What is distressing is the father, brother, mother and sister-in-law of the family, and the pain is his pain. himself.

The situation is so similar now, but when he goes out and changes back to the residence, the officialdom changes and the scene of love changes, things are different and people are different, but there is an extra Qi Yu in his heart, the world is just full of twists and turns.

But he felt no pain.

Although it is suffering, but there is hope in my heart, dreams, and thoughts, everything will be fine.

Three days ago, Gong Zhiyuan and Fang Zhitong returned to Beijing together, and Tan Yiqiu, who came with him, borrowed a car to come to Beijing to participate in the examination. The original three wanted to visit Wen Yanzhi's small courtyard together, but Yunzhu said that Wen Yanzhi had returned home to live. So I handed over the greeting card and was able to visit the next day.

In detail, Wen Yanzhi just learned that Nanyu's serious crime of embezzlement of ink has been sentenced. Tan Yiqiu's father was indeed dismissed from office due to ignorance, but he was found to be not involved in the crime, and he was released at liberty. As a consolation, so that he can take the exam with peace of mind.

Gong Zhiyuan was worried about the matter between Wen Yanzhi and Qi Yu, and he always reassured Wen Yanzhi with Fang Zhitong that everything would be fine. Tan Yiqiu sat down and talked for a while, and was anxious to go back to review the book again, so he said goodbye.He walked out of the yard for a few steps, but he turned back and asked Fang Zhitong with a blushing face if he could continue to explain to him the problem, he was nervous as the day approached.

At that time Wen Yanzhi was watching from the side, Fang Zhitong smiled peacefully, lowered his eyes and said hello, then got up to say goodbye.

Tan Yiqiu happily went out to ask the driver, Fang Zhitong walked behind and was held back by Wen Yanzhi.

"How is Yiqiu?" Wen Yanzhi asked him with a smile.

Fang Zhitong held his hand and patted his forearm, "Everything is fine. How is the emperor?"

Wen Yanzhi said: "It's all good."

Fang Zhitong asked again: "What about you?"

Wen Yanzhi nodded: "Of course."

This is the end of the mutual acquaintance, each of them understands.Gong Zhiyuan sat with Wen Yanzhi until dusk, he said he was going back to take care of his mother's meals, so he said goodbye.

Before he left, he bumped Wen Yanzhi's arm and joked: "I knew your house was so big back then, so why both of us still rented that small dilapidated house? I definitely want you to bring me in."

Wen Yanzhi collected his fists and covered his mouth with a smile, "Brother Gong, you sound like my daughter-in-law."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Gong Zhiyuan risked his life and waved his hands: "It's great that the emperor knows this, I still expect to be promoted, Brother Wen, please don't hurt me."

The two laughed for a while, Gong Zhiyuan told him to be at ease, and then went out.

Just in time for the letter from the palace, Gong Zhiyuan pushed Gong Zhiyuan back into Wen Yanzhi's palm. Wen Yanzhi opened it and saw that it was Qi Yu who said he saw Yun Sijun. Looking at the sky, I had a whim.

Wen Yanzhi also raised his head to look at the clouds, and naturally felt warm in his heart.However, before the warmth had passed for a moment, it suddenly started raining.One day, the clouds were gray and black with blue, and the spring thunder was dull and rumbling. When he was sitting in the courtyard, he was drenched by the heavy rain turned by the Sijun cloud, and he couldn't help laughing loudly. Yu Guo is really a son of heaven, and his thinking is too domineering.

But knowing that the rain was cold, he didn't want to avoid it for a moment, so he sat on the edge of the stone table and got wet.

At any rate, when it rains from Siyun, it is also true to pour it on the body.

Qi Yu often said that he was dumb, he thought to himself, maybe he was really dumb.

The coolness of the rain penetrated the spring breeze, and at night it turned into a cold wind. Meng Lang's third son Wen was dizzy, his eyes were dizzy, his forehead was hot, and the whole family was scared to death.The old man was busy at Honglu Temple with the preparations for Goryeo's visit. Once he heard the news, he didn't wait to go to the Ministry of Officials to ask for leave, so he took up his robe and ran back to the mansion.

Wen Yanzhi was amused on the bed while sniffling, "Father, you really don't think of him as the emperor now..."

Wen Jiuling sighed and held his hand, "I'm tied to him as my father's darling, no matter how emperor you are, you can't be an outsider, so what do you care at this time!"

Wen Yanzhi looked at his father dazedly, and asked in a daze, "...Dad, do you think he will come to see me?"

Wen Jiuling sighed, "The emperor is now issuing the seal in the imperial study, maybe he has no time—" He suddenly thought through his joints while talking, and suddenly his brows sharpened, and his heart was bleeding: "You silly boy! Dear parents, how can you do such a thing!"

Wen Yanzhi's forehead became hotter than hotter, and his ears were ringing, and he could only hear himself saying slowly: "...Father, I didn't..."

"It's just too much rain..."

The heavy rain fell into a dream, he watched the floating lanterns on the river in the wind, and an arrow pierced the wind to bring them to the sky. Thousands of fireworks under the starry night swirled and fell, and he opened his eyes again. Sitting beside it was a group of bright yellow shadows.

He laughed: "Qi Yu."

The dragon robe and jade crown with black hair and heroic eyebrows is Qi Yu.

"Are you awake?" Qi Yu frowned and sat on the side of his bed, cautiously poked his forehead, and sighed worriedly: "You idiot, you can even get caught in the rain at home, I am also convinced."

A faint fragrance of medicine wafted from the outside, and there were the voices of the old man and the eldest brother in the yard. Wen Yanzhi suddenly felt satisfied, smiled with a good temper, and said in a daze: "...Blame your cloud."

"...What cloud?" Qi Yu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly his brows opened inch by inch as he thought about it, amused and annoyed, he leaned over and held Wen Yanzhi's cheeks, kissed him with his head down, and looked at him cherishingly, " Do you think you are stupid?"

"Yes." Wen Yanzhi said right away, "Qi Yu, I miss you."

"I'm not." Qi Yu leaned against his forehead, kissed the tip of his nose lightly, looked into his eyes with deep black eyes, saw that his eyes were full of water again, and teased him in a low voice: "Little You idiot, your father is guarding outside, guarding me like a wolf, and this is the first time I know that you have a Daguan knife at home, and when I came here, I saw your elder brother carrying it."

Wen Yanzhi knew that he was joking, so he let him say, "My second elder brother also learned weapons, he can use swords."

"Dare to line up to cut me into mud." Qi Yu pinched his face, "What did you learn?"

"I took the pen." Wen Yanzhi dodged his fingers dazedly, and deliberately shook his head to tease him: "Writing is not exchanged for martial arts, it is the honor of scholars, how can we replace martial arts with literary..."

"Nerd." Qi Yu laughed.

Wen Yanzhi looked at him slowly and seriously: "Actually, I have also practiced martial arts... When I was young, my uncle taught me to do the horse stance. He moved a stool and sat in the pavilion to watch me from a distance. Anyway, I couldn't see him. I asked the servant boy to do the stance for me. , I hid in the house and read a book by myself. My uncle went to Beijing to see me the year before last, and he was very proud to say that now my body and bones are better than when I was a child, and it is still useful to do horse riding, so I will continue to do it in the future..."

Qi Yu laughed deeply when he heard this, and raised his hand to scratch the bridge of his nose: "As expected, you have been cunning since you were a child, and you are not the only one who favors me."

Wen Yanzhi laughed sullenly, looked at him and said, "For you, it's better to be more cunning."

——The little idiot's love words have improved.

Qi Yu's heart seemed to be blown by the spring night and the wind, thousands of trees and thousands of trees bloomed colorfully, and once again bowed his head to kiss Wen Yanzhi, but Wen Yanzhi pushed him away after he tapped twice: "Come on, I'm sick So I won’t give it to you.”

Qi Yu didn't insist, and just kissed him on the cheek again, "Goryeo will enter Beijing in the future."

Wen Yanzhi nodded, "I heard what my father said." He paused, then suddenly said: "I want to go with you."

"You're still sick, why join in the fun." Qi Yu said while tucking in the quilt for him, "Are you still worried that I can take a fancy to that princess?"

Wen Yanzhi shook his head with a smile, "No, I just want to be with you."

Qi Yu got up and sat looking at him, "You smeared honey on your mouth today."

"That's all the truth." Wen Yanzhi stuck a finger out of the quilt to hook the corner of his bright gold silk clothes, lowered his eyes to look at the coiled dragon five silk knots above him, and said quietly: "What did you put aside for me? I also want to remember it forever. Qi Yu, I want to be with you."

Qi Yu raised his hand to hold his finger, pulled it up and put it on his lap, knowing that he was persistent, he lowered his eyes and smiled at him and said: "Okay, then you take care of it better, the pilgrimage meeting will take a long time, I only love you Can't stand it."

Wen Yanzhi showed his face: "If you are here, I can endure it."

Two days later, early in the morning, at Yin Shizheng, Wen Yanzhi got up, put on the official uniform and black yarn, and entered the palace with his father in a car. When he got off the car, his father had to continue to rush to the Ministry of Rites to accept guests, so I just told him to watch with peace of mind, " Everything has to be a father, and the emperor is also responsible, and you don't have to worry about it anymore, youngest, you just stand there obediently, do you hear me?"

Wen Yanzhi bid farewell to his father in response, took a breath through his clogged nose, and went to see Qi Yu in Yanfu Palace in a daze.

Qi Yu was still wearing court clothes, stacks of buttons and beads made Zhou Fuxu frown and frown. Yu smiled: "Your Majesty, our family is getting old, and your court clothes will have to be served by another person in the future."

"What kind of clothes have to be waited on by others," Qi Yu replied with a snort, "In the future, either I will change to more frugal ones, or I will have no time to wear them, and you don't even think about having these."

Zhou Fu responded, and for some reason, watching the little eunuch busy in front of Qi Yu, he rolled his eyes after a while.

"It's still for the emperor." He said.

Qi Yu turned around and had the little eunuch fasten the belt on his back. He happened to see Wen Yanzhi stepping in from the palace door, so he raised his chin and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Fu and smiled: "Look, there's the one who suits me."

Zhou Fu burst out laughing, and held Fuchen to welcome Wen Yanzhi into the hall for refreshments.

The little eunuch stood aside with a golden crown of pendant pearls. Qi Yu was wearing Zhouzheng's court clothes, but he felt that his whole body was quite heavy. He adjusted the beaded belt a little according to the bronze mirror, and raised his hand to pat a flat pleat embroidered on Long Yun's shoulder. , Ying Ting raised his eyebrows, turned around and smiled at Wen Yanzhi: "Look."

Wen Yanzhi took the pastry to eat, his eyes lingered on him, and he couldn't help but nodded in a daze: "It looks good."

At this moment, Zhou Fu covered his eyes and turned his back.

Wen Yanzhi suddenly understood why he was crying.

Gao Tiankuangyun, the king of Koryo and his party entered the capital from the north city gate. The envoys went to the Ministry of Rites to pay respects and pay tribute, and then the monarch and princess arrived at the mansion. Special personnel from Honglu Temple greeted them with a bundle of silk to wash away the dust. After a short rest, he was led to the outside of the Zichen Hall with the general manager of Honghe Temple.

As soon as the bells and drums rang together, and the sound of ceremony and music, Qi Yu was followed by Wen Yanzhi to the Jinluan Throne. The old Koryo king was all smiles, accompanied by Wen Jiuling, and brought the princess into the palace.

Qi Yu sat in the hall and watched, only to feel that the old Koryo king seemed to be getting tougher every year. He was a tall old man, but now he was wearing a nine-colored crown suit, and he was carrying a petite figure wearing a flower crown. The daughter in the wide-clothed dress and scarf is even more rounded, and she kept hooking shoulders and backs with Wen Jiuling all the way, speaking Korean dialect, and she didn't know what she was having fun with.

"It means that the palace is always so beautiful every year." Cui Pu turned around at the right time by Qi Yu's side, "Master Wen praised his good looks, and said that the emperor's clothes are luxurious today..."

—It’s all useless.

Qi Yu now remembers that the old man is here to cause trouble for him, and doesn't care about the rest.

The music gradually stopped, and the King of Korea and the Princess saluted Qi Yuji. Xue Shilang from the Ministry of Rites went out to read out the book and the edict, and led the King of Korea to rise up and sit down to Qi Yu's head. The King of Gaoli answered Qi Yu directly in the official dialect, but Qi Yu couldn't understand it, so he told Wen Jiuling that he should just repeat the words, otherwise he was afraid of making a joke.

However, the King of Gaoli was very stubborn and refused to let Wen Jiuling speak up. He said very seriously: "Imperial Shang, the stupid king is here. There is a great poetic sentiment in the poem. Qingqiu Huangshang, Shuo Guanhua, the poem is multiplied by the stupid king."

——Your sincerity has directly changed my career for me.

—You don't sound very smart yourself.

Qi Yu felt helpless, thinking that the old man was going to bring up the matter of marriage, so he gave Wen Jiuling a look, nodded and said solemnly: "Let's listen to the monarch."

King Gaoli smiled very kindly: "The stupid king Yaoqiu's poems are related to the foolish king's green goose mess."

"..." Qi Yu reacted for a while, "Oh, about the marriage of the monarch's daughter, Princess Shoushan?"

Seeing that he understood, the King of Gaoli was very happy, and got up to Qi Yu's head again. After three worships, he asked loudly: "The emperor will bear with you, and the emperor accepts his orders. The stupid king Qingqiu, the emperor, must kill Mr. Wen." Give the stupid king a green goose as a lucky horse with three geese papers!"

……

Qi Yu: "...?"

Wen Jiuling: "...?!"

—What did the old fellow say? ! !

"...Wait," Qi Yu felt that he must have heard it wrong, "tell me one more time, who will you give your daughter to be your son-in-law?!"

King Gaoli nodded, not in a hurry, "Hao Di Hao Di, the stupid king is not arrogant, and the emperor's merchants are cut off."

He smiled all over his face, and said clearly: "The stupid king wants to drop poems——Wen, Da, Ren, Di, San, Goose, Paper."

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Qi Yu: Monarch of Koryo, I will beat you to death, you son of a bitch.