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The summer wind is blowing hot, and the palace has officially entered barbecue mode.
And Dongchang is like a wild beast, wanting to take a nap after eating.
The cleanup in the north has been completely completed. Countless gentry are mourning their heirs, countless farmers are sighing, and I don¡¯t know how many people are secretly cursing the emperor.
An Lun held a roster and looked at it carefully.
He held the roster in his left hand, and placed his fair and tender right hand on the coffee table beside him, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.
He didn¡¯t speak, but the stall owner standing in front didn¡¯t dare to express his anger.
This is power.
During the entire process of cleaning up the north, Dongchang performed very well, and An Lun was the commander-in-chief of this outstanding performance.
He is decisive in killing, and the only way for any gentry targeted by him is to surrender.
He cooperated with the military in a tacit understanding, and in the clamor of rebellion, people from Dongchang could always be seen among them.
"That's all, the north has been stabilized. Let these two drunken and talkative rotten scholars go free once, but make a note of it to see the consequences."
An Lun put down the booklet and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows. There was a ring on his index finger.
This is a reward from the emperor. Just last month, the emperor suddenly said that his relatives cannot sit back and wait for death. They must at least have skills at their disposal. He also gave more than ten finger rings on the spot.
This was a very obvious sign, so the relatives had no choice but to drag their fat bodies, complaining, and practice riding and shooting with the servants at home.
Of course, An Lun didn¡¯t need to practice riding and shooting, but he still liked this ring, so he wore it on his hand and rubbed it often.
The stall owner looked at his movements of rubbing his fingers, and somehow he thought of Sun Xiang who was counting Buddhist beads back then.
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Tianshou Mountain, the original name was very rustic, called Huangtu Mountain, but it was favored by the royal family, so it was renamed Tianshou Mountain.
In the hot summer, a group of knights came to Tianshou Mountain, then dismounted and walked up the mountain.
This group of knights moved in a hurry, and the leader was handsome, but he turned out to be Ye Luoxue, who rarely appeared.
And beside him was Yu Jia. The two of them appeared here together. If the outside world knew about it, God knows how it would be interpreted.
There are currently two kings buried here, Emperor Wen and Emperor Ren.
When standing at one end of the Shinto, Yu Jia couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, drank some water, and asked the sergeant guarding the tomb while gasping: "Where is Sun Xiang?"
Ye Luoxue strode over. The sergeant didn't answer, but just pointed forward.
Yu Jia wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth and looked forward. He saw nothing at first glance. When he searched carefully, he saw a squatting person.
He followed and walked behind the man with Ye Luoxue.
white!
Looking from behind, there is almost no black in this man¡¯s hair. This is probably what the so-called silver hair is.
Summer is the season when plants grow wildly, and the invasion of weeds is inevitable on the Shinto.
The man squatted there pulling weeds and moved forward step by step.
Time seemed to have stopped. Yu Jia stared at this man blankly. All thoughts and desires in his heart disappeared without a trace, and he only felt a little melancholy.
"Eunuch Sun"
Ye Luoxue tried to say hello, the dazzling silver hair flickered, and then she sighed.
A lonely sigh!
The man put his hands on the ground, and after trying several times, he slowly stood up.
This is a white face. When there are no mood swings, there is no wrinkle at all.
Sun Xiang squinted his eyes, covered his eyes with his left hand holding a handful of weeds, glanced at the two of them, and said, "Yu Jia you"
He stared at Ye Luoxue, his expression fluctuated slightly, and asked: "Are you not dead?"
Ye Luoxue nodded slightly, "Eunuch Sun, it's been a long time."
Sun Xiang's brows relaxed and he said, "Yes, those things are over. It's best not to be known to anyone. But since you can appear here with Yu Jia, that's a blessing!"
His kind-hearted appearance makes people wary. He talks a little bit, like the grandfather in the family.
"Now His Majesty is very ambitious and is willing to keep you around to do things. You should be more diligent and don't be domineering just because you are the one left by Emperor Wen. That is a recipe for disaster"
"You're not feeling well, okay? Then rest more. Your Majesty is surrounded by Jia Quan and the others. Don't fight for the first place.""They come forward, and when they find an opportunity in the future, they will ask for His Majesty's grace and go home to take care of themselves. Just remember not to leave Peiping"
He was nagging, but he was just talking about Ye Luoxue. As for Yu Jia, he just glanced at him at the beginning and then pretended that he was no longer there.
Ye Luoxue nodded, hummed slightly, and then looked at Yu Jia.
Yu Jia coughed dryly and said, "Eunuch Sun, we have something we would like to ask you for advice."
Sun Xiang stopped nagging, glanced at him, and said: "Eunuch Yu has a high position and power, so I don't dare."
This man used to be a Buddha, but now he has become bitter!
Yu Jia sneered in her heart, and then asked: "Eunuch Sunit was you who recommended An Lun back then?"
Sun Xiang squinted and looked into the distance, as if reminiscing.
"It was recommended by our family."
He refused to say that only An Lun could take over Dongchang at that time, and others could not suppress him. It would be too late by the time he could suppress those stalls.
The emperor needed eyes and arms outside the palace, and Dongchang was his eyes and arms.
After Zhu Zhanji ascended the throne, his relationship with the ministers and the literati around the world was not good. At this time, as the eyes and arms of the emperor, Dongchang could not have any accidents and could not stand still.
This is why he still recommended An Lun even though he knew he was honest on the outside but cruel on the inside.
"Eunuch Sun, how is An Lun?"
This question is very broad and the direction is not clear.
But Yu Jia came to ask questions in person, and Ye Luoxue accompanied her, which explained the direction.
Sun Xiang changed the hot weed in his hand to another hand and said, "There is no need to doubt his loyalty to His Majesty."
This person has already entered the emperor's sight, or in other words, has entered the emperor's pocket. In the future, he may be the eunuch of the Supervisor of Ceremonies.
Sun Xiang was not envious, but tried his best to remain objective: "An Lun is a little extreme, and the reason is unknown, but his loyalty is not lacking."
¡°Extreme¡.
Yu Jia's face was a little cold, thinking which eunuch wouldn't be extreme. After that thing was cut off, men and women would have to suffer from the inexplicable anger all the time. Except for that idiot Song Laoshi, who wouldn't be extreme? ?
"He privately raised a war horse with a broken leg. It was under the command of Uncle Xinghe, Eunuch Sun"
Sun Xiang looked at him for the first time, with unconcealable contempt in his eyes.
"Did you ask this yourself?"
Yu Jia's face turned red instantly, red with anger.
But in the end he nodded with difficulty.
Sun Xiang sighed and said: "An Lun can't bear to see such tragedies in human relations and bully others with power. This must be related to his childhood experience, but he and Xing Hebo have not colluded"
He thought for a while and continued: "They had met in Jinling back then, but they were all doing business at that time, especially during the Baochao innovation. Not only An Lun, but also the people of Jinyiwei were also following Xing Hebo's orders, but They had no contact afterward These have been checked."
Seeing that Yu Jia was a little disapproving, he said: "This slave knows only so much, and there are no lies. If nothing happens, please go back, so as not to disturb Emperor Ren"
Yu Jia immediately felt a wave of cold air coming over him. He glanced in the direction of the mausoleum and said with a dry smile: "In that case, let's say goodbye, Eunuch Sun, take care."
Sun Xiang nodded slightly, and then did not even see them off. He turned around and walked to the place where we had just pulled the weeds and squatted down again.
After walking out of the Shinto, Ye Luoxue looked back.
Sun Xiang pulled the weeds very slowly, as if he was fixed on that spot, like a stone statue.
A hill divides the mausoleum into two halves, surrounded by trees and singing birds.
The sergeants and tomb guards were looking at them with curious eyes.
They will continue to guard here, and the sergeants will rotate, but the guardians of the mausoleum can only be passed down from generation to generation, and finally live here for generations.
There are cicadas chirping on the old locust tree, and the chirping of birds is endless.
The wind blew through the trees, making a rustling sound
This is the sound of nature, but in Ye Luoxue's eyes and ears, the world at this moment is motionlesssilent
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