My historian is dying every day

Chapter 118 [Brother Gong's Happy Day]

The next day is auspicious, it is the day that the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple have decided that Princess Shoushan will marry Gong Zhiyuan.

It is said to be married, but the court cannot ask Princess Gaoli to marry a sixth-rank principal.Early in the morning, the imperial edict and rewards to confer Gong Zhiyuan as Bo Ting Shan came down from the palace, and the decree was proclaimed to Gong Zhiyuan's small house in the south of the city.

Gong Zhiyuan led the weeping Gong mother to kneel down to receive the imperial decree to thank him, and Wen Yanzhi, Fang Zhitong and others accompanied him to the royal mansion in Dongfang. The grass screens and one table are all carefully cleaned. Walking into the hall, the fragrance of plants and trees is light, and the placed objects and hanging decorations are very delicate and warm.

Gong Zhiyuan helped his old lady touch them one by one, and told the old lady. He was about to cry when he walked in at the end, but was stopped by Fang Zhitong: "Zhiyuan, I am very happy today, you don't want to think about your bad luck. If you don’t touch it, think about it for the princess.”

Gong Zhiyuan quickly sniffed his nose to hold back his tears, "The emperor rewards you so much, and it is so well arranged. I thought it would be a decent house, but this is a thousand times better than what I asked for." ..."

Wen Yanzhi patted him on the shoulder and said: "How many people's good ideas you and the princess have given you, you deserve it, let's accept it, Brother Gong."

Fang Zhitong also nodded: "The people who set up are not bad, you should cherish yourself from now on."

Gong Zhiyuan answered, he took his mother to rest, and when he came out, he said with red eyes: "Brother Wen, pinch me."

"...?" Wen Yanzhi hadn't recovered yet, Tan Yiqiu rushed up later, and twisted his handle desperately on Gong Zhiyuan's arm.

Gong Zhiyuan yelled out: "Take it easy!...God, I didn't dream, I didn't dream, it's true...In my mother's room, the couplets, plaques, hanging screens...are beautiful too. It's a pity that my mother can't see it, otherwise she won't be able to sleep at night."

"That's a good thing if you can't see it." Tan Yiqiu said thoughtlessly.

Gong Zhiyuan burst into laughter: "What are you talking about!"

"Shut up." Fang Zhitong raised his hand and slapped Tan Yiqiu on the back of the head, and said with a casual smile: "This house can be regarded as a guest asking for ten thousand, and the owner is as good as ten thousand, and Zhiyuan is as long as you like it." Then he recruited Wen Yan. Zhidao: "After a while, we will start to greet the relatives. The people appointed by Guanglu Temple are probably all there. Let's go and look at the list of gifts. I hope I can help."

Wen Yanzhi smiled: "I thought I came here for nothing today, I left my mind at home and didn't bring it with me."

Tan Yiqiu quickly raised his hand: "Me too! Gift list or something, I don't understand it!"

Suddenly a hand hooked Tan Yiqiu's neck from behind and said, "So is this guard!"

"Ah!" Tan Yiqiu was terrified, turned around and said with relief, "Where did you come from, Guard Li? Scared me."

Li Gengnian ignored him with a smile, put his hand on the broken sword with a twisted handle, curled his lips and said, "Tsk, Gong Zhiyuan, your yard is not safe, I just jumped in casually." Looking around, Bending his eyes: "Yo, the arrangement is beautiful, and there are flowers, the emperor's intentions are in place."

Fang Zhitong sighed softly and shook his head.

"Li Gengnian, why did you step on my wall when you came here!" Gong Zhiyuan pulled him out angrily, "Go through the gate again, the gate is so majestic—"

Li Gengnian interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "I have practiced Qinggong hard for so many years, and now I am still told to leave the gate, so why should I practice Qinggong? If I don't leave, come here."

He mysteriously took out a red envelope from his pocket, stuffed it into Gong Zhiyuan's front, and smiled: "Gong Zhiyuan, hiss, you know I'm a rough man, I can't pick out the things you nerds like... I'll just pick it up." I'll give you some dowry, keep it as a private house, don't let your wife find out, hehehe."

"Hey, you're big." Gong Zhiyuan blushed, and hit him on the head with the red envelope: "What do I want to do privately, the princess is so good!"

"That's right." The three of Wen Yanzhi looked at Li Gengnian with hatred.

"Fortunately, I speak the official dialect of Kanxi stubble." Li Gengnian felt bored, and looked at the four people around him and clicked his tongue twice, "The world is getting worse! A man is only called a man if he hides his private money!"

"Hey, what nonsense, that's a sissy." Tan Yiqiu pouted.

"Hey! Come here, kid." Li Gengnian raised his hand and was about to pull his ear.

Fang Zhitong stood in the middle with a blank expression: "Guard Li, when will you leave tomorrow?"

——Hey, this face is a little scary.Li Gengnian trembled, and withdrew his hand unwillingly, "Cough, I woke up and left early in the morning."

Fang Zhitong said with a cold face, "...then when did you wake up?"

Li Gengnian made a special trip to anger him: "When will you love, hey, hey, hey. Why do you ask this?"

Fang Zhitong raised his chin: "We said to send you off and prepare some bouillon, and we will see each other in a few years."

Li Gengnian was stunned, he didn't expect this level, he just wrinkled his nose, stroked his forehead and smiled, "Hahaha, there's no need for bouillon, just drink enough for today, my guards come and go without any trouble. Shading, you have to walk like a knight, so don't come here, it's weird—"

"Okay." Everyone interrupted him kindly, and then walked out hand in hand.

Li Gengnian: "...Hey, I haven't finished yet."

——Really, special, unfriendly.

"Hey, you guys want to keep me too!" Li Gengnian called after him, "Although I don't want to stay, do you guys mean it...Wai Yuan, don't you love me? Gong Zhiyuan, I'll give it to you What about Hongfeng, Tan Yiqiu, I even pointed out to you where to go to the toilet in Zichen Palace during your palace examination! Fang Zhitong... I saved you when you were on Shouchang Mountain!"

"Nonsense, I was saved by the emperor." Fang Zhitong rolled his eyes at him.

Tan Yiqiu also said: "You're totally messing with me in the latrine, I ran around the side hall!"

Gong Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Li Gengnian: "Look at you, you have done countless evils, even the red seal plotted against you."

"I'm trying to plot something wrong for you!" Li Gengnian was quite wronged, so he had to grab Wen Yanzhi's sleeves: "It's better to be a member of Wen Yanzhi, who doesn't look like you."

Wen Yanzhi turned his head and asked unhappily: "I made an appointment to come here early in the morning, where have you been?"

Li Gengnian scratched his head, "Why don't you go now, I will go to Shantang to see those lonely dolls at last."

Everyone was slightly moved when they heard the words, Gong Zhiyuan asked: "Are you going to spread your money again? Is it enough to go on the road?"

"I didn't spread the money this time," Li Gengnian clapped his hands and laughed, "The shantang has been confiscated, and now there is a fixed transfer of money. It happens that this matter is settled before I leave, so I don't have to worry about it."

"You can worry so much." Fang Zhitong shook his head and sighed, raised his eyes to look at the hourglass in the courtyard, "It's almost time," he raised his hand and patted Gong Zhiyuan's shoulder, "Zhiyuan, change into your lucky clothes, we'll wait outside you."

The Three Books and Six Ceremonies have long been circulated. When the auspicious time comes, Princess Shoushan's red guard of honor will go from the mansion to the Qianyuan Gate. The princess will get off the sedan chair and worship the emperor for marriage, and then pay homage to the imperial temple to show her loyalty. The happy sedan chair is waiting outside Qianyuan Gate.Gong Zhiyuan was riding on a tall horse in a festive red auspicious costume, and a thin man was tied with a big red silk flower on his chest.

"If you want to tie it up, why not tie it up? Why are you laughing?" Li Gengnian pushed the two of them from behind, they laughed and discussed the matter of the bridal chamber, and followed the guard of honor to welcome the princess into the gate of Tingshanbo's mansion.

After the festival chapel, because the wedding banquet was ordered by the Tianjia to be hosted by Guanglu Temple, and today I personally teach it, there are not a few officials from the DPRK and China who came to worship and eat. Although people who are not familiar with it are probably jealous of Gong Zhiyuan's dogleg in their hearts. Fate is very good, a princess's daughter-in-law also picked up the title of lord for nothing, but she is still kind on the face, saying auspicious words one by one.Many of them had been flattered by Gong Zhiyuan before, and since Gong Zhiyuan would not be able to hold a high-ranking official in the future, it would be even more difficult to settle this bad debt, and to continue to flatter him, so after a round of toasting, he was also drunk After seven or eight, Li Gengnian dragged his friends at the same table to drink, and finally everyone was drunk, and at the end of the drink, they were the only ones left at the table, alone in the courtyard.

Wen Yanzhi lay on the table and saw that a pair of chopsticks had become four pairs. He held them up in front of his eyes and stared at them, and then began to recite the thousand-character essay.

While drinking, Li Gengnian suddenly paused, pointed at Gong Zhiyuan and said strangely, "He's the first one among us to start a family. It's him!"

"Awesome, amazing..." Fang Zhitong raised his wine cup to pay respects to Gong Zhiyuan with his eyes wide open, "Brother Gong, we have been together for a long time, cough cough...have a precious son early..."

"You have respected this sentence eight times, let's change it...how did I give birth to so many babies?" Gong Zhiyuan drank the wine in a daze, his whole body was numb after taking a sip, he stood up and wobbled around, looked around, and called Jiu Hiccup: "... This is my house?... My house is so big, my house is so beautiful, and my wife is also beautiful, Hiccup, she is prettier than you... Why, suddenly?..."

"Fate...Brother Gong, good luck, hiccup." Wen Yanzhi blushed and poked Gong Zhiyuan with his chopsticks, rubbing his eyes with the other hand: "Clouds rise to rain, dew turns to frost... Where is Qi Yu... He grabbed his chopsticks and tapped on the table, "Hi, you have no jokes...Gold produces Lishui, jade emerges from Kungang..."

Qi Yu really entered the courtyard at this time. He was wearing a plain robe and a light shirt, and he brought three hidden guards with him, but no one informed him. As soon as he came in, he watched the servants of the first courtyard picking up the leftovers. Wen Yanzhi, Li Gengnian, Gong Zhiyuan, Tan Yiqiu, and Fang Zhitong at the table, who had drunk a lot, were already drunk to mud, their faces were redder than the cooked shrimps on the table, and they all curled up on one side, in a ridiculous situation .

He sighed and smiled, stood behind Wen Yan and touched the little idiot's head, his hair was soft and warm, which made him feel that he finally relieved some fatigue.After a busy day with the Ministry of Officials to check the positions in the court, he had roughly finished approving the piled papers at this time, so he hurried over. It was not too late, but the banquet was not over yet, and the groom was already drunk. I don't know how to drink a glass of wedding wine.

"Your Majesty!" Li Gengnian was the first to see Qi Yu, stood up softly, knelt down on the ground, suddenly hugged Qi Yu's thigh, curled his lips and cried, "Brother Yu!"

Qi Yu tapped his head funnyly: "...Hey, why are you crying?"

Hearing the sound, Wen Yanzhi turned around in a daze, saw Qi Yu standing behind him, burst out laughing and hugged him, and said joyfully, "Qi hiccup, Yu..."

There were two people hanging on Qi Yudeng's body, and he waved with a headache to ask the hidden guard to help Li Gengnian up first, then he hugged Wen Yanzhi and sat on his original seat, staring at the wine jar in a daze at his new home Gong Zhiyuan, and Tan Yiqiu, who had fallen asleep leaning against Fang Zhitong, smiled, raised his hand to pick up the jug and poured a glass of wine, and put it on the table in front of him.

"...Your Majesty, don't you want to drink?" Fang Zhitong was finally drunk and forgot the etiquette, and frowned on his head, "Your Majesty, drink it...too sober, it's not good...too, sensible, it's not good... Yes, I will be tired..."

—That makes sense.Qi Yu twitched the corners of his mouth wearily, looked down at the wine cup in front of him, still didn't move, only hugged Wen Yanzhi's arm tightly.

For a while mixed with the night, the tip of his nose penetrated into the little idiot's fragrance and alcohol, and for a while he was in a trance under the cold night and cold moon.

"Brother Yu..." Li Gengnian broke free from the guard's hand, kicked the godly Gong Zhiyuan to the bench where he stood up, sat down on his own buttocks, and fell beside Qi Yu with drunken eyes, saying, "Gong Zhiyuan is very happy today." ...You, just drink..."

Qi Yu glanced at him.

Li Gengnian shook his head and persuaded: "Brother...it's been five years, don't...don't hold back..."

Hearing this, Qi Yu felt that the fragrance that had just penetrated into his cavity suddenly turned sour, so he forced a laugh and said with restraint: "Stop talking, Li Gengnian..."

"Really... drink it," Li Geng Nian was so heavy that he lay on the table, raised his hand and rubbed his face: "...he doesn't blame you...he doesn't blame the wine..."

"Brother Yu, that's fate..."

"You rest, Niannian." Qi Yu raised his hand and rubbed Li Gengnian's head, he couldn't even force a smile on his face, "Stop talking."

Li Gengnian shook his head to avoid his hand, and said stubbornly: "I have to say... I have to say today. Hiccup..." He grabbed Qi Yu's sleeve and asked seriously: "Brother Yu, are you... happy now?"

Qi Yu hugged Wen Yanzhi and said in a low voice, "Naturally I am happy."

When Li Gengnian heard this, he straightened up and clapped his hands: "Then, hiccup, it's done!... He just wants us to be happy... Brother Yu, you can't always be happy... just keep thinking, I'm sorry for him... Hey," he wrinkled his face and waved his hands carelessly, "Master Hou has a big heart, he doesn't care, really..."

"Brother Yu...he wants us to be good...it's always been..." Li Gengnian sucked his nose and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand as he spoke, "I understand now...Brother Yu, you should understand too... ..."

"You should understand best..."

The night wind was too cold, Qi Yu felt his brows twitch, and he closed his eyes abruptly.

At this moment, he paused, frowning and trying to bear it, but under Li Gengnian's babbling, he couldn't hold back the astringency in his eyes, and when he finally found his side cheek was slightly cold, he quickly picked up his sleeve and wiped it.

With a light cough, he opened his red eyes, and the glass of wine in front of him stood still, and the water reflected the moonlight, making it unbelievably transparent.

People who have been drunk always blame wine, but what he blames is never wine.

After a while, Li Gengnian's crying woke up Wen Yanzhi who had slept on Qi Yu's shoulder for a while.

Wen Yanzhi frowned, straightened up and looked down at Qi Yu, a little unhappy in his arms: "Brother Gong's happy day, what are you doing..." Seeing his eyes locked on a glass of wine on the table, sighed In a soft tone, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, leaning on his ear and whispered softly: "Shh, this wine is not good, but it was given by the palace, Brother Gong has to bear it, hiccup... I know, you choose, You don't like it...I'll drink it for you."

Before Qi Yu came back to his senses, Wen Yanzhi had already turned around and raised his head, the wine cup in his hand was placed on the table with a snap, and it was already empty inside.

Li Gengnian cried for a while, still not understanding what happened to the wine he had been trying to persuade for a long time.

Wen Yanzhi patted himself on the chest with a smile, and blinked at Qi Yu: "It's done... Qi Yu, I said... hiccup, from now on, I will support you... I will also... ...Hi, I will eat for you...bitter melon, winter bamboo shoots...I will eat them all..."

This scene made Qi Yu burst into laughter immediately: "Wen Yanzhi..."

"Hey." Wen Yanzhi's fan stared in agreement, raised his hand and wiped his face with his cuff, held his face and kissed him: "You and I are one...Leading guests to the king...to my king, to you... I won’t be bitter in the future..." With trembling backhands, he ordered some empty wine cups, "I will drink the wine for you, and eat the bitterness for you... If there is me, there will be me in the future..."

"Okay." Qi Yu kissed Wen Yanzhi heavily on the face, his chest finally cleared up, he helped Wen Yanzhi get up, and asked the hidden guard to help Li Gengnian and throw him back to the guard's mansion.

Li Gengnian was framed up in a daze, looked at the two hugged beside him, and smiled inexplicably with tears on his face: "...Brother Yu, I am not a temperature officer... Hiccup, he is not an ordinary person... You, treat him well... ..."

"Okay, I know." Qi Yu put his free hand around Li Gengnian's head and rubbed it fiercely, then he said in a heavy voice, "Niannian, I have to leave tomorrow, here is the letter."

"Hey, I obey the order." Li Gengnian softly raised his hand and patted Qi Yu's back, "Hi, farewell... Your Majesty."

Qi Yu choked with sobs, and finally turned around and picked up Wen Yanzhi, striding out of the house.