My historian is dying every day

Chapter 76 [Longevity chapter is coming soon]

The sun was sinking in the western sky, but before dinner, the sky was already glowing with twilight.

After Wen Yanzhi and Gong Zhiyuan left the city gate, they followed the two yamen servants and listened to the yamen servants' explanations in local accents. When they reached the hillside by the river, they suddenly saw the bright red sun descending into the vast expanse of the river. It's not like the thousands of miles of ice in the dew moon season in the north, but the river wind blows into people's cuffs with cold steam, which makes it a bit wintery.

The yamen servant pointed far downstream: "My lord, that's the mouth of Yingze."

Wen Yanzhi followed him to look over, and there was smoke in the river not far away. About two or three miles away, a dike could be vaguely seen. It was built to be as high as a hundred feet. It is actually the Huaishui Dam that has deterred officials in previous dynasties.Yingzekou looked a bit desolate, not worthy of the prestige, and even less worthy of the millions of taels of silver spent on it.The foot of the dam is gray and white, which is hard to see clearly. He guessed it was a bag of sand and gravel used to help the dam.Before leaving Beijing, someone had reported to Yuqian to raise funds for these gravel fillings before leaving Beijing. Wen Yanzhi listened to it every day in Yuqian, and he was already familiar with it.

In fact, once the water comes up, these gravels are like a feather, staying here is just a reassuring effect.Wen Yanzhi thought of Qi Yu's expression when he was approving the papers in the imperial study three months ago, he frowned lightly, his eyes were deep, and he was clear about this, but even so, he still raised his wrist and approved "Approval." "Character.

It's just because there is no way to do it, and it is better to be useful than to be useless.

Since Qi Yu ascended the throne, it has been the third year of Qingyuan. After sitting in the imperial study for a few days and nights, he worried about Huainan's flood control for a few days and nights.Now standing by the river, facing the Yingzekou levee, Wen Yanzhi suddenly thought, if this dam does not collapse again, will Qi Yu be able to rest at ease a moment earlier on the Mingtai of the imperial city?

"By the way, Brother Wen," Gong Zhiyuan looked at Jiang Jing and suddenly remembered something, "Just now, did you see the one on the right?"

Wen Yanzhi shook his head, "What did you write?"

Gong Zhiyuan said with a smile: "It's a bulletin issued by the Ministry of Rites. The river is surging, the sun and the moon are shining together, and it reminds the people that the Longevity Festival is coming."

Wen Yanzhi was taken aback when he heard the words.

Longevity?

...Oops, I have been busy going around in a hurry these days, and I forgot such a big event.

No one in the officials knows that the Longevity Festival is the [-]th day of the Chang month, Qi Yu's birthday.In the past, I worked in the palace every year. On this day, the Yanfu Palace sent out rewards. Officials above the fourth rank received gold mirrors, pearl bags, and colored silk, officials below the fifth rank received a few bolts of silk, and the maids in the palace also received auspicious silver.The Ministry of Rites gathered the old men in Beijing to wait outside the Qianyuan Gate to take the sign of longevity. When the auspicious time came, they would go to the Zichen Hall to wish the emperor a long life and Yongkang. After a round of rules, it would take half a day to pass. Qi Yu still needed a crown of pearls and jade ribbons to serve tea and meals for the Empress Dowager Huirong, to thank her loving mother for her upbringing, and in the afternoon there would be foreign envoys to congratulate her, a big banquet at night, and occasional advice on one or two weddings to celebrate, which is normal .

Up to Qi Yu himself and down to Eunuch Sasa, they all disliked the complicated and complicated things, but today Wen Yanzhi missed them a little, and felt that they were gone, as if the atmosphere of this Longevity Festival was gone, and it made people forget about it in a blink of an eye. clean and dry.

What to do, he didn't prepare anything.

Gong Zhiyuan glanced at the lazy yamen servant who ran to the side, lowered his voice and asked him hey: "Brother Wen, have you already thought about what congratulatory gift you want to give the emperor? Oh, it will make the emperor very happy."

Wen Yanzhi stared at him in a daze for a long time, then said bluntly: "Brother Gong, actually, I... forgot."

"Ah?" Gong Zhiyuan's jaw almost dropped to the ground, he hated iron for being weak: "Yesterday Guard Li was still talking about arranging hidden guards to celebrate the emperor's birthday, I thought you should remember it better than anyone else, I'm sorry to just say it , unexpectedly you forgot!"

Wen Yanzhi raised his hand and scratched his head, then took two steps uneasily, and asked him again and again: "How did Guard Li arrange it? What else did Guard Li say?"

"What else can I say?" Gong Zhiyuan thought about it, "At that time, the Liu Shilang he was talking about was the emperor. If wealth is placed there, there may be no shortage of good or bad things, but it's all about being creative. Li Shiwei I thought, if I ask the hidden guards to perform the shadow show, secretly, without letting others know, then when the emperor inadvertently finds a quiet time at night, he will suddenly hold a lantern in his hand and come out."

"This method is very good!" Wen Yanzhi's clear eyes lit up, and he almost clapped his hands in praise, "Why don't I discuss it with Guard Li—"

"Stay here, stay here!" Gong Zhiyuan hurriedly pulled him back, and opened his mouth in embarrassment, "Brother Wen, you are not shabby, can't you think of one for yourself. The dark guard is like a shadow, so it is naturally good to play with shadows, Why are you joining in the fun?" He pouted towards the far city gate, "The emperor has spent a lot of effort on helping you, don't you want to have a good life to celebrate the emperor's birthday and return the favor?"

——This makes sense.

Is it easy to rehabilitate the Qin family?Qi Yu never talked about setting things right, even when Wen Yanzhi mentioned it, he told him not to think about it.For a long time, Wen Yanzhi thought that he had forgotten or put it on hold, but he didn't expect that when he suddenly saw the emperor's list today, it turned out that a major event had already been accomplished.

It turns out that what he really cares about, has always been what he said.

Wen Yanzhi burst into tears when he saw the emperor's list, is the emotion in his heart false?But his mind was stuck, he had never read many of Hua Qian Yue Xia's words, and he only remembered Zhong Lang's token of love when he was in love with his concubine, just like the purple jade finger wrench Qi Yu gave him, all Then a few objects.Either the jade pendant left by the ancestors, or the hairpin on the girl's head, I don't know how many of these things were sent in tributes from all over the world, and it can only be regarded as perfunctory when they are handed to Qi Yu, they are all put in the treasury to collect ashes, and they will be rewarded in the future Just give it to the officials below, and never pay attention to it.

Then what to give?

Wen Yanzhi thought about the relationship between himself and Qi Yu for several months, and found that the only things he gave to Qi Yu were the two [-]-meter crisps from Zhaohua Temple when they were in the same room, and the straw ring from Xuzhou's house. .

—It seemed, indeed, rather shabby.

Wen Yanzhi pursed his lips, reflecting silently, and suddenly felt wronged for Qi Yu.

Seeing him like this, Gong Zhiyuan also shook his head, but said: "Brother Wen, your temperament is like this, and the emperor knows about it... In fact, even if you give the emperor a handful of mud, the emperor can still treat it as a colorful cloud. Don't worry too much if Xi Shi can grow out of it."

"No." Wen Yanzhi said frankly again: "If you really send mud, he will definitely hit me."

It was still yesterday that King Jing offered the plastic clay. Qi Yu didn't want to touch the clay and forced him to play with it. If he dared to give Qi Yu the clay, he probably wouldn't even think about getting out of bed the next day.

Gong Zhiyuan: "..."

A few words of consolation to you, and I took it seriously.

He sighed, and persuaded Wen Yanzhi: "Changyue is in the twelfth lunar month, there are still twenty days left, brother Wen, don't be in a hurry for this moment, it's better to think about it, after all, there is no shortage of treasures in Tianjia, and the most important thing is to be considerate."

Do you want it?

Wen Yanzhi raised his head blankly, and just as he was thinking, a bird suddenly jumped from the river and plunged into the clouds, screaming loudly, and thousands of tits suddenly rose from the green hills on the other side, and they all followed the bird in the vastness of the sunset. Together they soared into the sky and danced around the mountains.

Wen Yanzhi's heart moved, and he was about to ask Gong Zhiyuan something, but was suddenly interrupted by an angry shout from behind.

"It's the dog officer! Push it down!"

At this time, both he and Gong Zhiyuan were facing the river, and it was because they didn't pay attention to their backs while they were talking, they didn't even know that there were more than a dozen ragged and angry refugees surrounded behind them.

Everything was in the blink of an eye—the yamen servant was lazily standing far away, and before Wen Yanzhi heard the sound and turned his head, several of those victims had already pushed his back hard!

Gong Zhi moved a few feet away from Wen Yanzhi, and only had time to turn around to take a look when he heard the voice. When his complexion changed drastically, before he stretched out his hand, Wen Yanzhi had already been pushed off the hill and into the river!

"Brother Wen!!—"

Gong Zhiyuan was furious and hurried to grab him, but he didn't even grab a piece of clothes, those refugees rushed up to push Gong Zhiyuan, knocked him to the ground in a moment and threw him into the river, so that the two yamen servants could take care of him when he was lazy. Looking at this side, he finally ran over in a hurry, drew out his saber and frightened the refugees, who could only curse and dare not move rashly.

But Gong Zhiyuan didn't care about the victims at this time!

"Brother Wen! Brother Wen!" With his heart in his throat, he got up and hurriedly chased Wen Yanzhi's struggling figure in the river, but seeing Wen Yanzhi in the river being beaten by the waves, it was a shame Knowing how to swim, the thick cotton robe and mink fur on his body also prevented him from performing well. At this time, he had already drank several mouthfuls of river water, and he was also drowned in the river waves.

Gong Zhiyuan was startled, he himself was not good at swimming, but he was in a hurry, he gritted his teeth and was about to take off his jacket, and was about to jump down to save others, when a large cloak fell from the sky and covered him. On his forehead!

"Take my clothes." In the darkness, a strange voice passed by his ears like a gust of wind.

Gong Zhiyuan hurriedly took off the heavy cloak, and in a daze, he saw a pine green figure running past him at a high speed, his steps were windy, and the next moment he jumped, the figure crossed an arc, and plunged into the river from the hill In the middle, the water rises in just a moment, and the ups and downs of the water skillfully swim towards Wen Yanzhi's direction. In the shadow of the sun, the river water hits the green body and turns dark, like a fish swimming against the current.

"It's not good, it's not good!" A yell came into the mansion, and a yamen servant ran into the door in panic.

Li Gengnian was sitting in the courtyard wiping his sword, when he heard the sound, he jumped up and shouted at him, "The holy driver is here, why are you yelling!"

The yamen servant's face was so pale that it turned gray, his feet were trembling, and he said tremblingly: "My lord, forgive me!...It was Wen, other than Wen, who was pushed into the river by refugees!"

"What?! Yuan Wai fell into the river?!" Li Gengnian was so frightened that his shuriken fell to the ground, he asked him in shock: "Did the guards go down to save people? Did they come up? How is Yuan Wai?"

The yamen servant wailed mournfully: "Mr. Wen, he didn't bring any followers! When the little one came, a young man in green clothes jumped into the river. I don't know if he was rescued or not—"

"Bastard!" Li Gengnian raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head in anger, "Are you all just for food? Watching carefully can make the refugees push you away! I really want to skin you!"

As he said that, he picked up the sword and hurried out, but heard a creak from the upper room behind him, obviously the door was opened.

Li Gengnian's back stiffened suddenly, he shrank his neck and looked back.

I saw Qi Yu leaning on the door frame, Junyi's face still had a trace of mist after a nap, he was frowning at him and the yamen servant, and asked indifferently: "Li Gengnian, what did he say about Wen Yanzhi?"