My historian is dying every day

Chapter 111 [Father is really powerful]

That night, Wen Yanzhi was sent back to the Wen Mansion by chariot and horse from the palace. When he returned to the mansion, his father was still in the palace trying to persuade the King of Korea. The second brother coordinated with the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Military Affairs to reorganize the government soldiers and stayed in the Ministry Courtyard. The eldest brother stayed in the north of the city. Discussions in the camp were as busy as usual, making the whole house quite clean, just like the past few years.

A whole house of children and family gathered for dinner in Wen's mother's room. When they heard that Wen Yanzhi was returning home, they hurriedly invited him to come with him. Wen Yanzhi returned, and only brought two small dishes. After eating in his own yard, he went to The front hall is waiting for the father to return home.

In fact, he wanted to find Gong Zhiyuan right now, and wanted to tell Gong Zhiyuan that the little prince he was thinking of was actually Princess Goryeo, but the marriage was still undecided. Zhiyuan knew about it, and had hoped that Gaoli would not agree when the time came, so how miserable would it be?

For this reason, if Qi Yu didn't point him out before leaving the palace today, he would be in chaos if he cared about it, and would cause trouble for Gong Zhiyuan instead.

Fortunately, when he was unconscious, Qi Yu was extremely sober.He thought, but after thinking about it, Gong Zhiyuan thought about the young master for four years, even if the marriage should not be done, shouldn't it be the end of the meeting?

At least you can understand the whole story, keep a clear mind, and don't live in a mystery all the time.

From lighting the lamp until late at night, when the door of the mansion opened outside, the noise of people gradually rose, and it was Wen Jiuling who returned to the mansion exhausted.Wen Yanzhi blocked his father halfway in the front hall, and asked in a panic, "Father, what's the matter with Korea?"

Wen Jiuling was too tired to speak, supported by him, frowning tightly, pointing at the kettle on the table with one finger and slamming it.Hearing this, Wen Yanzhi quickly poured water for his father to drink, Wen Jiuling gulped it down, took a long breath before saying: "My father told me to dry up my throat, and the King of Korea...is only willing to see your little friend Gong. "

"Really?" Wen Yanzhi was very happy: "Father is really amazing. Then brother Gong is probably settled? What about the marriage contract?"

"A marriage contract involves an agreement on diplomatic relations, how easy it is! The monarch just agreed to meet him, and he hasn't written a word yet." Wen Jiuling rolled his eyes at his son, helped him to sit in front of a chair, and said solemnly and tiredly: "However, it's done." Half of it. Hey, my father kept you anyway. If I want to send you to Korea, my father’s heart can goug out a piece of meat. Fortunately, the emperor spoke about Princess Zhennan. This is what the king has. Don't worry about it, otherwise this afternoon, it's not easy for a father to persuade you from that..."

"Father," Wen Yanzhi frowned, "What was the relationship between Princess Zhennan and the monarch of Gaoli back then? Why did the emperor seem to be struck by lightning when the emperor mentioned Princess Zhennan today?"

Wen Jiuling poured a cup of tea, glanced at him, and sighed: "Hey...it was 40 years ago, and your father and I were young, let alone the king of Korea. That was the father who will enter Honglu Temple At that time, the king of Goryeo was still the crown prince of Goryeo, and he came to visit our dynasty to undertake the compilation of books and farming. When he went to Beijing for a pilgrimage, how could he look like the old man now? How many girls outside called him brother Qing, you haven't seen that battle, it's not far from the red corner of the theater..."

Wen Yanzhi smiled: "The monarch's demeanor is also good now, as long as he doesn't speak the official language, he is also very dignified."

"Boy, how dare you laugh at the official words of the monarch. Today he just missed you and tied you back to Korea. You can accumulate virtue." Wen Jiuling pointed Wen Yanzhi's forehead, and then said: "The monarch is used to being open-minded. , the two of us came and went and hit it off very well, and became good friends unconsciously. At that time, because he wanted to learn about book editing and agricultural interpretation, he stayed in Beijing for almost a whole year. I met Princess Zhennan at the poetry meeting. It’s strange to say that he can’t speak a few words of official Chinese, and most of them rely on his father’s translation. I don't know what kind of demon he was possessed by, but he gradually fell in love with Princess Zhennan, and he cried and knelt and begged to see Lord Yonghui to propose marriage after a while, and wrote back to Korea saying that he was going to divorce the prince concubine and take over as the main wife. As soon as this incident happened, diplomatic relations and civil strife caused chaos among the Goryeo clan. At that time, General Fuyuan, who had a marriage contract with Princess Zhennan, was also very angry. With my father present, there will be a fight, and now I guess there will be a war with Gaoli, so why should I have a relationship with him?"

Wen Yanzhi was a little stunned when he heard this: "How did this matter end? How did the princess marry General Fuyuan?"

"How to marry..." Wen Jiuling smiled helplessly and shook his head, "That's why I married."

Wen Yanzhi was taken aback: "...What does father mean?"

Wen Jiuling patted his forearm, coughed twice in his old age, and said in a calm voice: "My youngest, my youngest, things are impermanent, and it's too late... The king thought that he could marry the princess of Zhennan by asking him to marry her." To give the princess peace and happiness, but because of his sudden marriage proposal, causing civil strife in diplomatic relations, Lord Yonghui had no choice but to take out the marriage decree that was bestowed on him back then, and ordered Zhennan Princess and the general to marry quickly to calm the storm. The action of the monarch, on the contrary, hastened the marriage of Princess Zhennan, and made the days to come... come faster..."

The princess of Zhennan was lonely for 20 years, and raised her only son alone for [-] years. She was ridiculed by the world, and her spine bore the infamy of her life. She is not angry, not crazy, how can she not be world-weary?

"...Yanzhi," Wen Jiuling turned the white-glazed porcelain cup in his fingers, looking at the tiny red threads in the glaze pattern, he was old but clear, "I have been ashamed of the princess for 40 years. In recent years, I often come here in person Beijing pilgrimage, the time is after the vernal equinox, why do you think? Everyone in the court thinks that he is doing it for the sake of diplomatic relations, or because of the friendship with the father, but they are all wrong... He is just doing it for the sake of going to the princess with his own hands every year. Put a stick of green incense in front of the tomb, just repent."

"It turns out that's why..." Wen Yanzhi felt pain in his heart, and sighed: "The monarch heard today that the death of the princess was even more tragic than what he heard, but he must be very sad."

Wen Jiuling closed his eyes wearily, "The king has become a father, how can he be sad in front of his daughter today... But he sat in the mansion all afternoon, listening to my rambling, and finally said something, See you, bring that Gong Sheng to meet the princess... let's talk about other things."

He sighed, opened his eyes again, and stood up tremblingly from the chair.Wen Yanzhi quickly got up to help his father: "Father is going to rest?"

Wen Jiuling nodded, "The emperor said that he will bring Gong Sheng into the palace tomorrow morning. As a father, he has to get up early. It's not early now, so you should pack up and go to bed."

Wen Yanzhi complied and sent his father to the corridor, thinking about what his father said just now, and walked towards the east courtyard.Unexpectedly, after walking two steps, the old man turned back and called him.

He turned his head and saw the face of his father, Shen Mai, half of his body hidden in the shadow of the moonlight, and he said to him slowly: "My father, I don't want to raise you as a Zhennan princess, but this marriage matchmaker... No matter how much dad helps, you will live your life by yourself."

"Just remember, you must go to the best, that's all."

"...Hey, father." Wen Yanzhi responded respectfully and earnestly, bowed his head down and then looked up, only the back of his father's official robe was seen in the corner of the garden corridor, turned around the pillar, and went to Beiyuan.

The next day was full of spring sunshine, and it was the day of Enke's opening.

A few days earlier, Tan Yiqiu, a new examiner, made an appointment with Wen Yanzhi, Fang Zhitong, and Gong Zhiyuan, and asked them to accompany them to enter the arena to draw questions. Carriage, go to Gong Zhiyuan's house to pick up Fang Zhitong who is staying overnight.

Gong Zhiyuan had just been taken away by the Imperial Army. He didn't know what happened, so he was so frightened that he thought he was going to lose his head. When he left, he was crying with his old mother. It was because the entourage of Honglu Temple said that he wanted to see the King of Korea, so he was full of confusion Instead of being frightened, he was dragged away anyway.

Gong's mother couldn't see for a long time, her hands and feet were not flexible, and she heard that the whole courtyard was in a mess. She and Fang Zhitong were very worried, and they didn't know how Gong Zhiyuan could have anything to do with Gao Li, and what happened, Wen Yanzhi happened to follow Here comes, this one clarifies the matter of Princess Shoushan, Gong's mother understands the situation, so she calms down a little, and only waits for Gong Zhiyuan to go home.

Wen Yanzhi thought that Gong Zhiyuan and Princess Gaoli would soon be happy, and then he took a carriage to pick up Tan Yiqiu from the school supervisor. Not as happy as him.

The three of them got out of the carriage, Fang Zhitong stood beside Wen Yanzhi and waited for Tan Yiqiu with his backpack, leaning against the wall of the car with a relaxed style, just quietly looking at the crowded new subjects at the entrance of the Gongyuan of the Ministry of Rites, without speaking.

Tan Yiqiu approached with his cloth bag on his back, raised his hand to bump his arm and asked, "What's the matter? I was always distracted in the car just now, and I'll just go in for three days. It's okay, don't worry."

Fang Zhitong came back to his senses and smiled, nodded, "Okay, I know."

Wen Yanzhi knew in his heart that Fang Zhitong had always had a deep mind, and at this time he was probably not worried about Tan Yiqiu's admission to the hospital, but because Xu thought of something about Gong Zhiyuan and Princess Shoushan, so he asked worriedly: "Zhitong, are you Do you think Gao Li won't agree to Brother Gong's matter?"

Fang Zhitong lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then turned to look at the crowded gate of the Ministry of Rites, "Not really."

He raised his hand and pointed to the crowd of candidates, looking at the faces of those who were either happy, nervous or looking forward to it, and his fingertips swept across those who were struggling, struggling to break their heads, and wanted to go to the examination room. , asked Wen Yanzhi and Tan Yiqiu a question.

"Yanzhi, Yiqiu, what are you joining the department for?"

Wen Yanzhi and Tan Yiqiu looked at each other for a moment, Tan Yiqiu thought it through, and finally said: "For fame."

Wen Yanzhi thought about himself, saying that he wanted to earn some breath and face, but in the final analysis, he was doing the same thing as Tan Yiqiu.A man achieves success and fame, is envied by others, earns his own status and dignity at home, and stands on his own feet. Thousands of students throughout the ages, thousands of reasons for participating in science, in the final analysis, it is all for one.

"Fame, of course." He also replied.

Fang Zhitong nodded when he heard the words, Qingling looked at the gate of the Gongyuan with embarrassing eyes, seeing the crowds moving, listening to the noise of the people, he felt as if he was standing by the water of the Haohao River, watching the tens of thousands of people passing by. The black crucian carp in the river is leaping towards a golden carved dragon gate.

"Perhaps I shouldn't think so, but... I joined the department for the sake of fame." He smiled helplessly, and said in a deep voice, "Then tell me, Zhiyuan was born in a poor family like me. What is he for?"

Wen Yanzhi's heart paused, as if he understood something in his heart, but the feeling was too fast to grasp. When he turned to look at Fang Zhitong, he saw that Fang Zhitong had turned to tell Tan Yiqiu the examination room one or two.

Tan Yiqiu listened attentively, with a joyful smile on his young face, his eyes fixed on Fang Zhitong, and after a while, he suddenly bowed his head, pecked Fang Zhitong on the cheek, and then ran away laughing.

"Tan Yiqiu!" Fang Zhitong blushed, looked around in embarrassment but no one was paying attention, lowered his face and shouted: "Get out of here!"

"It's too late, I have to go in!" Tan Yiqiu mixed in a pile of gowns, turned his head and walked inside with a smile, and waved to Fang Zhitong: "Zhitong, wait for me, I will come out in three days! Remember to answer me! I'm in the top three! Wen Yuanwai help me take care of Zhitong! Zhitong is waiting for me!"

Wen Yanzhi immediately responded with a smile, seeing Fang Zhitong's calm gaze, he looked into the courtyard of the Ministry of Rites and watched Tan Yiqiu disappearing into the sea of ​​people reluctantly, and couldn't help saying happily: "Zhitong, you also have today."

Fang Zhitong glanced at him, and finally shook his head and sighed, "Who would have expected...Let's go, I'll go back and watch over Gong Zhiyuan's mother, lest the old man worry too much and damage his health."

The two got into the car together, Wen Yanzhi sent Fang Zhitong back to Gong's house, and he returned to Wen's residence not long after, when he stepped into the courtyard gate, a servant reported that someone from the palace was coming.

Wen Yanzhi quickly turned back to the front hall, seeing that the person who came was Xu Duancheng, his father's subordinate, he couldn't help being overjoyed: "Xu Duancheng, but the marriage between the palace and Gao Li has been settled?"

Xu Duancheng stood up with a serious expression, and bowed to Wen Yanzhi: "Forgive me, Mr. Wen, this time the official is here for this matter. Now the marriage is being discussed in the Xuanlan Hall, and the emperor and Mr. Wen are making an appointment." Member Wen, please come into the palace as soon as possible to meet Master Gong."

Wen Yanzhi frowned: "What's wrong with Mr. Gong?" Could it be that he was overjoyed and fainted?

"The lower officials don't know either." Xu Duancheng sighed, shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said, "Master Gong refuses to agree to the marriage."