My historian is dying every day

Chapter 116 [The monarch suddenly wants to ask for advice]

The hangover caught the wind, and Wen Yanzhi slowly got up near noon, completely unable to remember what happened after drinking last night, and looked at the familiar room in a daze: "..."

Clearly remembering to sleep with Zhitong and Gongxiong, it's hard to run out for a day.

...Why are you still in your own room with your eyes open?

He raised his hand to touch his body, and a silk handkerchief with a dragon pattern popped out while his sleeve was shaking. He picked it up and looked at it, and immediately understood what was going on. Where is daddy?

The servants reported that Father Wen is resting and taking a bath in Japan today, and is having dinner in the flower hall. After that, he will go to the palace to have peace talks with Korea.Wen Yanzhi went to the flower hall to sit with his father, and asked the eldest brother and the second brother.Father Wen said that today the virtuous king returned to the capital and entered the palace, and the eldest and second son went to the palace to discuss matters with Qi Yu.

Wen Yanzhi nodded silently, took two mouthfuls of food, "Last night... the emperor sent me back?"

Father Wen listened, Su Rong ate the food, hummed, and was about to say something when the porter outside suddenly reported: "My lord, someone from the palace said that the marriage was suddenly taken back by the king of Korea! Now the king is in the mansion Pack up, we are going to take the princess back to Koryo, and someone from the emperor will invite you into the palace to persuade you."

Wen Jiuling frowned when he heard that, immediately put down the bowl and stood up, "Nonsense."

Although he can understand that the monarch is concerned about his daughter's marriage, and it is the freedom of the dependent country to set off to return to the territory, but this marriage was said by Goryeo, and it has not yet been decided. As a subsidiary of the country, I suddenly want to leave at this time. Where does this put my face towards the emperor?Where does it place Goryeo itself?

It's just childish behavior.

Wen Jiuling ordered someone to fetch the official uniform, and when he was dressed, he was about to go out.Wen Yanzhi grabbed a few mouthfuls of rice and hurriedly followed his father: "I'll go too."

"What are you going to do!" Wen Jiuling paused and turned to stare at him, "Go back."

Wen Yanzhi was stunned and said: "In diplomatic relations, there are comings and goings. This is what my father taught me. Therefore, if Gaoli wants to persuade, the emperor should also persuade... son, go and persuade the emperor to calm down."

Wen Jiuling was slightly taken aback, thought for a moment, then nodded, "This matter can still be redeemed. If the troubles cause embarrassment in diplomatic relations later on, it will be a waste of paving the way for my father's early years. Hey..." He sighed and led Wen Yan After getting on the car, he looked back at his son: "You actually want to enter the palace to meet the emperor, don't you?"

Wen Yanzhi sat opposite with no expression on his face and said politely: "There is absolutely no such thing."

Wen Jiuling moaned and shook his head, raised his hand with a wry smile to straighten the flanging of Yao'er's neck, ordered a few etiquettes, then stopped talking, thinking about the Korean affairs.

In fact, sometimes waking up alone in the turbidity is also a very tiring thing.

Among all the countries where the imperial court is divided, there are always such monarchs and lords who are self-willed and can't eat it all.Many times, there is a kind of tacit understanding among the envoys of various countries. Everything is done in an orderly manner, for fear of tearing the bond. Things that make chickens fly and dogs jump, people turn their backs on their backs, such things have been countless since ancient times.

For many years, Wen Jiuling thought that the monarch of Goryeo was no longer such a lord, but when the matter of children was involved, the monarch still looked like a big child.

If you care, you will be chaotic, if you are concerned, you will be chaotic.

The dense rain in the middle of the capital was getting heavier and heavier, because the guide said that the monarch of Goryeo was bidding farewell to Qi Yu at the Xuanlan Palace, so Wen's father and son got out of the car and were sent to the Xuanlan Palace with umbrellas by the palace staff.

Along the way, the palace walls were shrouded in mist and rain. Wen Yanzhi felt that the toes of his shoes were slightly wet as he walked. When he looked up, he saw that the golden scale-like tiled eaves framed each palace and hall in a square shape. Falling everywhere, there is no smell of dust and mud in the wind, but the incense from the palaces of various ministries and the coldness of the cold brick and stone floor are blown lightly. When passing by the water channel in front of Xuanlan Palace, a pool of clear water floats. Luo Hua hurriedly followed the rain, flowing under the stone bridge under his feet, rushing like a rush, as if he didn't spare any affection.

After entering the hall and kowtowing, he moved his head with his father and stood upright. The monarch of Koryo was seated by Qi Yu, and he led the princess to narrate in the hall. Xu Duancheng of Honglu Temple calmly spoke.

Wen Yanzhi listened and understood that Gao Li suddenly gave up the marriage, not because the monarch looked down on Gong Sheng or was upset that Gong Sheng refused to marry, but because Princess Shoushan suddenly changed her mind and did not want to marry.

Once the matter of marriage is exported, it is not as good as child's play in diplomatic relations.But the twists and turns this time are not about political affairs, but about the affection between the two people mentioned. Qi Yu and Gao Li are both clear and bright. force?If it is forced to change people and make another marriage to cover up the appearance, and neither side has any suitable candidates for the time being, it would be a good situation if both sides can take a step back in this way.

Therefore, the current situation is not as rough and angry as Wen Yanzhi and Wen Jiuling imagined, but the monarch and the princess are a little hesitant, and it’s all good to say, the monarch also told Wen Jiuling that there is no need to persuade him. Qi Yu Zhian, got up and led Princess Shoushan away.

Wen Yanzhi watched the dancing golden phoenix embroidered on the back of Princess Shoushan's coat gradually leave the palace, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and asked Qi Yu, "That's all?"

Qi Yu frowned and said: "I can't see through the game, I can't think about it, no matter how others help and persuade, it will probably be useless."

Wen Yanzhi sighed: "It would be great if the princess could stay."

Wen Jiuling glanced at him, "That's what the monarch is willing to do. When you said you were going to Koryo, you could have skinned yourself as a father. Princess Shoushan has been the monarch's favorite daughter since she was a child. Isn't it the same situation?"

Qi Yushu breathed out, "Forget it. Mr. Wen, take some rewards and go with you to send off the monarch."

Wen Jiuling bent down to obey the order.

The sun was over, and the king of Koryo led his daughter in the king's car, and when he came out from the north gate of the capital with a group of envoys, the misty rain dyed the afternoon sun and became a little steamy. Looking back, the hole opened A picture was cut out of the north city gate, it was foggy, like an illusion, from the bottom to the top was the smoke from the downtown area to several yamen, and the palaces and palaces were floating above it, like a pile of beautiful brocades.

This is the capital.

Every year from the past to the present, he has said to Wen Jiuling, Jiuling, the capital city is beautiful, the palace is beautiful, every year is as beautiful as every day, he comes every year, but today he feels that this is his last return This is the capital.

He reached out the window and shook Wen Jiuling's hand deeply. He didn't say anything, but Wen Jiuling's eyes were already red from crying: "My lord, please take care of yourself and write me often."

The monarch nodded and said yes with a smile. Looking at the tears on his face for a while, he felt that the two of them were no longer old and old. , they were sitting in the blue-eyed and singing Wangsunli in Jingzhong, surrounded by laughing and laughing poems and poems, and drinking water, Wen Jiuling cried with emotion for some reason.

Amidst the laughter, the girl sitting next to him smiled skillfully, and patted his arm with a hand that held out a silk handkerchief: "Hey, Prince Gaoli, please persuade your Lord Wen not to cry. If he continues to cry, Ben Is the princess poetry meeting going to be held?"

The silk handkerchief he received was embroidered with jade leaves and flying flowers, as white as daylight, but it couldn't even match the color of the woman's face.Her smile is perfect, the dignity and grace in her brows are engraved in her bones, her eyes are like a poem and painting flowing when she hangs her eyes, and her posture is like a willow wind blowing water when she holds up a cup, and she is happy freely.

He fell in love with this wanton joy.

When he was leaving that year, he was still by the lotus pond where the water flowed from the song. Didn't he never ask her if she wanted to go with him.

But that night was also rainy, and that night was also a beautiful scenery under the moon shrouded in fog. She looked at the beautiful palace walls and palaces like mountains and mountains, smiled at him and said, "It would be great if I could."

It's a pity that we can't.

The king of Koryo withdrew his hand from the window, and the car drove away.

While swaying, he turned his head to look at his daughter beside him. The daughter took off the veil of the corolla, and her pretty face was cut into a beautiful silhouette in the sunlight outside the window. Her brows were slightly frowned, but her chin was raised slightly, holding herself upright reservedly. She stretched her back, pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing.

The old monarch's eyes were heavy from the bottom of his heart, and he suddenly asked her, Shoushan, do you want to stay?

This word was like a hook, hooking the water accumulated in Princess Shoushan's eyes in an instant.

She showed her face and smiled, turned her head to look at the sky outside the window, forbearance raised her hand to brush her face and said, "Father, if it is really possible, that would be great."

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At the end of the ceremony when people from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple outside the North City Gate saw off, Xu Duancheng stood under the North City Gate and took a last look at the Goryeo chariots and horses. Why did Gao Li's car stop?"

Wiping away tears, Wen Jiuling raised his head, and saw that Gao Li and his party stopped not far in front of him. The monarch led his daughter out of the car, and the veil that Princess Shoushan hadn't buckled back was blown off by the wind. Surprised, he asked his father what he was going to do in Korean.

——What happened here?Everyone in the Honglu Temple of the Ministry of Rites looked at each other at a loss. At this moment, a Korean envoy hurried over and said respectfully: "My lords, the monarch suddenly wants to ask about the new law on the farmer household tax in your dynasty. Dare I ask if your highness can stay in Beijing to revise it?" Xi interpreter?"

"...?!!"

All the officials in the audience were taken aback for a moment, and then gradually smiled as they looked at each other, "It's done, it's done..."

"Is this what the monarch said?" Wen Jiuling wiped his tears in shock and cried: "My lord, Miao Si, Miao Si, this temple will immediately report people to the palace, urgently waiting for the emperor's approval."

He looked back at the horses and chariots of Goryeo, the monarch patted the back of Princess Shoushan's hand to give her instructions, and regardless of his daughter's surprise, he got into the car and left her in the misty rain in the wilderness.

The car drove off again, and Princess Shoushan came back to her senses in a daze. Finally, she lifted the skirt of the overcoat that was in the way, and ran in the direction of her father in panic, but she stumbled and fell on the muddy ground. Finally wept bitterly, knelt on the ground, and yelled helplessly at his father to the departing carriages and horses.

The officials outside the North City Gate all had red eyes, and some of them dropped their sleeves and cried a little.

Wen Jiuling saw that the Korean maids left behind on both sides chased up to cover the princess from the rain, but she had no umbrella, so she grabbed the oil-paper umbrella from Xu Duancheng's hand with tears in her eyes and ran tremblingly, while helping the princess up, she said, "Princess, don't you, princess!" Crying... Your father left you here because he didn't want to see you cry..."

Princess Shoushan cried and was helped up by him. Her eyes were covered with tears and she couldn't say a word. At this time, she covered her face and looked at the gate of the city far behind Wen Jiuling's shoulder, but she could see a thin gray shadow in the haze. Pulled by Wen Jiuling's third son, Wen Yanzhi, he stood among a group of Hong and Li officials in blue and green robes, watching her fixedly.

"Gong... Gong Zhiyuan," she cried even harder.

"Come on, uncle will take you back." Wen Jiuling raised his elbow with the hand holding the umbrella and wiped the tears on his old face, and smiled while supporting Princess Shoushan with the other hand, "Uncle's third son came here with the skills of Gong Sheng, and said that he would send you off at the end, who knows Your father... eh?! Princess!"

"Princess, slow down!"

While speaking, Princess Shoushan shook off his hand and ran towards the north gate of the city. She was dressed in a moon-white robe and brushed against the smoky sun, running like a bird.

Standing behind Gong Zhiyuan, Wen Yanzhi saw this scene for the first time, and quickly pushed him forward with a smile: "Brother Gong, hurry up!"

Wiping his tears, Gong Zhiyuan was pushed to a staggering position. With the help of Xue Shilang from the Ministry of Rites next to him, he forced himself to stand up tremblingly, and finally burst out laughing, and quickly ran towards Princess Shoushan.

The boundless drizzle finally stopped, the sun emerged from behind the clouds, and the sky brightened for a moment. The green trees and red flowers lined the roads in the suburbs of Beijing were swaying in the spring breeze, and the people watching the excitement outside the city gate cheered happily. The officials of the Ministry also smiled.

Wen Jiuling put away the paper umbrella with his arms hanging down, picked up the cuffs and wiped away the last tear on his face and the thin sweat on his forehead. He looked at the front with loving eyes as Princess Shoushan and Gong Zhiyuan hugged each other tightly amidst the cheers of the crowd. The stove was slightly hot, unbearably warm.

- is a good thing.

— After 40 years of waiting, it's finally a good thing.

Thinking about it, his eyes became sour again, and he turned around suddenly to look at the end of the official road. The Korean flag was flying in the wind, and the small team of chariots and horses was drifting away. The sky was high and the clouds were light. The appearance has lost the agitation and novelty of when he first saw Wang Sun coming to Beijing 40 years ago. At this time, the dusty years are spreading along the road, making those shadows seem a little lonely.

But don't go back, the white clouds will end.

Finally send the king and grandson to go, full of love.