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- One hundred and forty-nine strange
The carriage entered the palace from Changhemen. At the gate of the palace city, a group of Habayashi Army soldiers stopped the carriage. However, when he saw Bai Wusha in the car, the officer leading the team immediately saluted solemnly: "Mr. Bai Town, it turns out to be you. I'm sorry, please come in!"
The carriage slowly drove into the palace gate. The city wall made of long boulders was deep and towering.
Along the way, magnificent palaces with flying eaves and beams passed by Meng Ju.
The Northern Wei Dynasty relied on military force to establish the country. Their buildings advocated majesty rather than luxury. The palaces were based on black and white, which made them appear simple and deep. The invisible pressure was as dignified as a mountain.
Although Meng Ju usually described the Xianbei royal family as "Tatars" and "barbarians" when talking to Mr. Yi, and treated them with contempt and disdain, as if they could be wiped out with a snap of his fingers, but now when he really had to face the Xianbei Emperor directly , Meng Ju, who was harboring evil intentions, still felt a lot of pressure.
Seeing Meng Ju's uneasy expression, Bai Wusha smiled and said, "Meng Ju, don't be afraid. His Majesty is very kind. What he likes most is a loyal and capable general. Even if you make any mistakes in answering, he will not blame you. .¡±
"Yes, this is my first time to meet Tianyan. I have never seen a big scene, so I am really nervous. If there are any mistakes, I hope the Lord of the town can help me make up for it."
"Haha, don't worry. Don't worry too much about the etiquette. It doesn't matter if it's a little rough."
Emperor Jingmu liked heroic warriors. In fact, according to Bai Wusha's idea, he wanted to make Meng Ju dress up as a rude warrior who was illiterate, spoke in a rough voice, and said "I" in a simple and honest manner - only Meng Ju looked like this With his white-faced scholar's appearance and his temperament, no matter how he pretends to be, he doesn't look like a simple-minded and rude warrior.
In the palace city, the carriage moved forward and passed several gates. It was stopped and inspected several times by the Yulin army on the way, but when they saw Bai Wusha, they all immediately saluted and let him go.
Meng Ju didn¡¯t understand court etiquette, but he also knew that being able to ride in a carriage and ride a horse in the palace was a privilege not enjoyed by ordinary ministers. It seemed that the rumors about Bai Wusha¡¯s close relationship with Emperor Jingmu were indeed true.
The carriage drove along the royal road and passed the magnificent palace area, and a lush green garden appeared in front of it. Looking all the way through the car window, he saw the foggy buildings, the pavilions on the high platform, and the eunuchs and maids along the way. Meng Ju couldn't help but be shocked: "This seems to be the harem, right? We, the foreign ministers, have entered His Majesty's harem. Isn¡¯t this illegal in the Imperial Garden?¡±
"His Majesty has already retired from the morning court. He will meet us in Fanghua Garden later - who said that foreign ministers cannot enter the rear garden? Meng Ju, are you still looking forward to His Majesty meeting us in the main hall?"
"I heard something before, that foreign ministers are not allowed to enter the harem without permission, and those who do so will be killed"
"That was rumored by outsiders. We did not have such rules in the Wei Dynasty. His majesties in the past dynasties often summoned their subjects in the palace. Come, the Yuyuan Fanghua Garden is just ahead. Let's get off the car."
The carriage stopped in front of a large flower garden. Bai Wusha led Meng Ju out of the car. There were no Yulin soldiers standing guard at the entrance of the garden. Instead, there were a few guards in red clothes. They did not carry weapons, they stood or sat chatting, looking very leisurely, not at all like the elite troops guarding the emperor.
Seeing Bai Wusha, several guards greeted him with a smile: "Baitou, I haven't seen you for several days!"
Bai Wusha was also very polite: "Brother Long, Brother Lu, Brother Qiu, are you on duty again today? I brought the newly promoted Dongping Tongzhi Governor over to show His Majesty - Meng Ju, these are all senior officials. Masters, Mr. Lu, Mr. Qiu, Mr. Long, you should ask these adults for advice. If you can get some adults to teach you one and a half moves, it will be of endless use in your life."
?????????????????????????????????????????????????? One is fat, one is thin, and the other is short. They are all middle-aged men with unremarkable appearance, but they have a rather calm demeanor. Bai Wusha said that their martial arts were very powerful. Meng Ju could not see it, but knowing that these people were the emperor's confidants, he did not dare to neglect them. He bowed respectfully and said, "I am here to see you, sir."
Several guards nodded as a return gift. The short man asked Bai Wusha: "Recently we heard that there was a fierce general in Dongping. He killed the demon army by himself. It was very impressive. He seems to be named Meng"
"Haha, the young man accidentally got lucky and it was him."
Hearing Bai Wusha's words, several guards were horrified. Their eyes suddenly shone. They looked at Meng Ju seriously and praised him: "I can't tell that Governor Meng is so good at martial arts at such a young age. Another day. We have to learn from each other and learn from each other."
Bai Wusha smiled at everyone and said: "Young people are not afraid of tigers, they only know a few rough and rough sword skills. When it comes to martial arts, how can it be compared with the Ouchi enshrinement in front of the emperor?"?? I hope you will give him more advice in the future - brothers, let's talk later, I have to go in and see His Majesty. "
"Haha, His Majesty is over at Quanting. Baitou, just go there by yourself. We don't need to lead the way."
After bidding farewell to the guards, Bai Wusha led Meng Ju into the garden. Although it was cold winter, Meng Ju felt a warm atmosphere when he entered the garden. Seeing the lush flowers and grass all the way, it was like a spring and summer scene.
Meng Ju couldn't help being surprised when he saw such a strange scene in winter. Bai Wusha explained: "To put it bluntly, it's normal. Hot springs were dug out in Fanghua Garden and watered by water dragons. It is as warm as spring all year round." , so His Majesty always loves to stay here."
He suddenly lowered his voice: "Those guards outside, what do you think of their martial arts skills?"
Bai Wusha suddenly changed the topic. Meng Ju was stunned and replied: "Who are those adults? Since they are master guards in the palace, they must be very skilled in martial arts, right?"
"Very clever? If they really want to fight, how many tricks can you take to deal with them?"
Meng Ju was shocked when he heard this: "Those adults are all good masters enshrined in the palace, how can they be opponents despite their humble position?"
Bai Wusha sneered: "It's nothing more than worshiping masters and deceiving the world and stealing fame! Your Majesty is fond of martial arts and loves to listen to the romances and legends of the world, so there are flattering ministers who recruit some figures from the world to entertain Your Majesty. Those guys are nicknamed 'Shen Fist' "Invincible", "Iron Palm Shocking the Central Plains", "Dragon Beyond the Great Wall" - they are all trumped up! Why don't such a powerful person go to the frontier to exchange military exploits for wealth?
But His Majesty is very rare towards them. He serves them with high salaries and generous rewards, and also gives them the position of minister in the palace - bah! Besides bragging, what else can these guys do? If they really get into a fight, you don't have to fight, I'll kill them all with a brick! "
Meng Ju couldn¡¯t help but smile. It seemed that Bai Wusha¡¯s resentment towards the group of ministers was not lasting for a day or two. It's just that Bai Wusha could say these words, but he didn't dare to answer them - God knows how many imperial guards are hidden in this garden, eavesdropping? If one or two of them have real skills, he will be in trouble.
It seems that Bai Wusha is very familiar with the back garden. He does not need the eunuch to lead the way. He leads Meng Ju on a few twists and turns on the path between the gardens. Suddenly, a large steaming hot spring appears in front of him. On the pavilion next to the hot spring, a group of palace maids and eunuchs surrounded a man in a yellow shirt in the middle like stars holding the moon. The white water vapor in the hot spring enveloped the entire pavilion like clouds, and the group of gorgeously dressed people seemed to be as elegant as gods in the clouds.
There was no need for Bai Wusha to explain that there could be such a behavior in the palace. Meng Ju knew that the man in yellow shirt must be the current emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty - the "Tatar leader" that Mr. Yi often mentioned in a contemptuous tone - Jing Emperor Mu was stunned.
Although it is a serious crime to criticize the emperor, this kind of thing is inevitable in any dynasty. According to popular saying, Emperor Jingmu was not a foolish emperor¡ªthat is, he was just not a foolish emperor.
Emperor Mu ascended the throne eight years ago. He was not really a diligent emperor. He liked beauty, delicious food, and all kinds of novel garden fun. Although he could attend the morning court every day, he often had to drag himself along when delivering memorials. It took a month or two for approval. Sometimes the minister got impatient and urged him, but he didn't lose his temper. He just promised with a shy face: "I will approve it tomorrow." But he would forget about the memorial again.
Fortunately, although the emperor is lazy, the ministers he appoints are all competent, and there have been no major mistakes in these years.
"You wait for me here."
Bai Wusha left Meng Ju behind and walked towards the group of people.
Meng Ju watched from a distance, watching Bai Wusha salute the middle-aged man. The two sat in the pavilion and talked. Emperor Jingmu smiled and seemed to be very happy with Bai Wusha. The maids, eunuchs and guards beside him Everyone was smiling and the atmosphere was harmonious.
After a while, Bai Wusha turned around and waved to Meng Ju, motioning for him to come over.
Meng Ju suppressed his nervousness and walked over calmly. As he approached the pavilion, he felt a surge of hot air rushing towards him, making him feel warm.
In front of the pavilion, he knelt down and saluted: "The humble minister Meng Ju bows to your Majesty! Long live your Majesty! Long live your Majesty!"
A clear voice came from above the head: "Meng Ju, this is not the court, there is no need to be so polite. Get up and let me see you."
"We all obey the orders."
Meng Ju stood up and looked up at the high pavilion.
The emperor Tuoba Huang in a yellow shirt is a slightly stout middle-aged man. He has a fair face, a round face, a smile on his face, and is very kind - his appearance is somewhat similar to that of Tuoba Xiong, the general of the Six Towns. Similar, only younger and more generous.Be more graceful. It's just that his eyes were a little swollen and his face was slightly pale. You could tell at a glance that it was because of excessive drinking.
Tuoba Huang was also looking at Meng Ju. When he saw the young soldier in front of him was as tall as a pine, with a heroic and elegant temperament, he smiled and nodded: "Sure enough, he has extraordinary bearing and shows his talent. Bai Qing, you Dongling Guards have talents."
Bai Wusha bowed slightly beside him and said with a smile: "They are talents from our Dongling Guards, and they are also your Majesty's ministers. It is precisely because of your profound virtue that God has sent such fierce generals to serve your Majesty."
"Haha." Tuoba Huang seemed to be in a good mood and said with a smile: "Meng Ju, the Ministry of War and the Dongping Governor's Office have reported your matter to me. You killed the general and captured the flag in the battle of Jing'an, which is a great honor for me. . I hope you will continue to work hard in the future."
Meng Ju replied loudly: "I am a humble minister but I am willing to die for your majesty!"
"Haha, good! Although you are not a Chinese, my government is a meritocracy, and I treat Chinese and Chinese equally. As long as you do your best, the court will not treat you badly, so go ahead and do it."
"I will obey His Majesty's will."
Bai Wusha interrupted from the side: "Meng Ju, Your Majesty cares about you very much, why don't you thank you?" He winked, and Meng Ju knew that the audience was over.
"The holy grace is as high as the mountain and as deep as the sea. I am so grateful that I can't help but shed tears of gratitude. I hope you will allow me to take my leave."
"Well, it's bitterly cold at the frontier, so you have to take care of yourself - go down.
He kowtowed to Emperor Tuoba Huang to say goodbye, and then retreated. Only then did he realize that his palms were already covered in sweat.
Without Bai Wusha leading the way, Meng Ju did not dare to walk around for fear of being caught by the palace guards. He stood in his original position, waiting for Bai Wusha to retreat so that he could be taken out.
Looking at the emperor and his favorite ministers chatting and laughing over there, Meng Ju felt relieved. The current emperor Tuoba Huang is kind and peaceful, but his eyes are very deep. I don't know whether it was the so-called imperial power or a psychological effect, but Meng Ju felt a deep pressure in front of him.
Meng Ju originally thought that the emperor would ask about Ye Canan's death in battle or about Tuoba Xiong. He also made a plan to secretly tell Tuoba Xiong something bad, but the expected response did not appear. The emperor only praised him for a few words and then asked himself to retreat, leaving Meng Ju full of words to hold in his stomach.
At this time, rustling footsteps came from behind, and several eunuchs holding wine vessels were walking along the path of the garden.
Seeing these eunuchs, Meng Ju felt light-hearted: Although Bai Wusha said the palace guards were very miserable, there were actually some masters in the palace. For example, these eunuchs, with their steady and light steps and bright eyes, are all rare masters - but they have such martial arts skills, why do they engage in such a lowly profession? What a shame.
The eunuchs were walking along the path. Meng Ju took the initiative to avoid the road and let them pass. The eunuch walking in front looked at Meng Ju with a little surprise in his eyes. He politely thanked Meng Ju: "Thank you, sir, for borrowing it." His voice was a little hoarse.
¡°You¡¯re welcome, father-in-law, please.¡±
Meng Ju hid on the side of the road, and several eunuchs passed by him. At this time, he smelled a strong smell of spices.
Meng Ju couldn't help but look at the eunuchs a few more times, and he discovered another strange thing: on the faces of several eunuchs, he found fine beard stubble.
Can eunuchs also grow beards? It's really strange. But, the voice of the eunuch who spoke just now seems very familiar, right? Where had I heard it?
Meng Ju racked his brains to think, and suddenly, his whole body froze: that hoarse voice, he had just heard it a few days ago.
"White wolf, climb out of the doghouse if you dare!"
In an instant, Meng Ju suddenly realized: The other party used heavy spices on his body to cover up the smell of blood! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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