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- Yang Yi left the Ministry of Rites, and rode his horse south along Tianjie with his long sleeves hanging down. The acupuncture points in the sky were flying, and the carriages, horses and pedestrians passing by on the street were all shrouded in the misty wind and snow.
We have arrived at Zhouqiao. Zhouqiao is the popular name, but the official name is Tianhan Bridge. It spans the Bianhe River and connects the north and south of Tianjie. It looks to the south of the Suzaku Gate of the inner city and to the north of the Xuande Gate of the Imperial Palace. In "Water Margin" The story of Yang Zhi selling knives happened here in Zhouqiao.
The Zhou Bridge is low and flat, and large ships cannot pass. Only flat boats can pass. The bridge pillars are all made of bluestone, stone beams, stalagmites and stone railings. There are stone walls on both sides of the bridge near the bridge, carved with the shapes of Hague, water animals and flying clouds.
There are singing towers on both sides of the strait. On a moonlit night, when the sky is clear and the moon is shining, crowds of people come to climb the bridge to watch the moon. Looking down at the river, the silvery waves spread out, and the still shadows sink into the jade. It is very beautiful. Therefore, "the moon on the Zhouqiao Bridge" is known as one of the eight scenic spots in Tokyo. one.
Even in this windy and snowy evening, there are still literati and elegant people lingering on the bridge, walking in the snow, looking for poems, and wandering slowly. The common people who come and go do not think that the behavior of the scholars is just pretentious. Although many common people are illiterate, they have a certain spirit in their hearts. an admiration for culture;
Everything related to culture is worthy of respect in the eyes of the people. Perhaps it is their admiration for culture that provides extremely fertile soil for Chinese civilization, making Chinese civilization shine and flourish.
When riding across the bridge, Yang Yi suddenly chanted two lines: "The fragrant carriage has arrived in the city, and the red-sleeved song is going upstairs on the residual water!"
¡°What a poem!¡±
The scholars who were chanting on the bridge couldn't help but cheer loudly when they heard the sound, and looked around. Yang Yi's figure had already descended from the Zhouqiao Bridge.
After Xiazhou Bridge, take the East Street east to Yifangdi. Go to Xiaotianshui Lane and then turn south to reach Daxiangguo Temple. On this windy and snowy evening, the Daxiangguo Temple was still crowded with pilgrims and noisy carriages and horses. After Yang Yi handed the horse over to the care of the monks in the temple, he shook the loose blood on his body and walked to the Zen house at the back.
Daxiangguo Temple is a royal temple, covering an area of ??more than 500 acres and spanning two squares. It has jurisdiction over 64 Zen and Buddhist temples, and supports more than 1,000 monks. The palaces and pavilions are majestic and gorgeous, the Zen rooms are lined up in rows, and the courtyard is full of flowers from all seasons, reflecting the golden green and shining clouds.
Along the corridor, you pass through the main halls and Zen courtyards. The further you go in, the fewer people there are. There are Zen houses for pilgrims to stay in the temple, and landscape gardens for tourists to enjoy. Just like the story of Lu Zhishen uprooting a weeping willow tree in "Water Margin", it happened in Da. In Xiangguo Temple.
Under the grove of plum trees. In the scorching wind, a Zhuoyue figure was standing quietly under the plum blossom tree, wearing a green-calyx plum cloak with a white background, holding an oil-paper umbrella painted with orchids on a blue background. The falling holes in the sky made her figure look hazy, and the skirt of her skirt was gently swaying in the north wind.
Yang Yi stopped for a moment on the corridor and stared at the period for a while. Then he walked over.
"It's already dusk and it's cold outside. Let's go back to the meditation room first."
"Come with me to the Merlin for a walk." Wei Jing answered the question and looked at him tenderly. Her face was a little red from the cold, and the pear dimples on her cheeks were as soft as clear waves.
Yang Yi took a few breaths of hot air on her hands, then rubbed her palms back and forth to warm them, and then covered her cheeks. Wei Jing let him cover her cheeks, with just a faint smile in his eyes. Yang Yi could feel it , she is much quieter than before.
"Okay, come with me for a walk in the Merlin."
"Yes." Yang Yi took the paper umbrella from her hand and blocked her flying hole. The two of them stopped talking and walked quietly into the depths of the plum forest. After a while, their figures disappeared in the wind and snow. In Merlin.
Wei Jing hesitated for a moment, but still took his left hand. Except for the sound of falling snow, the plum forest was as quiet as a fairy tale world. The two of them walked hand in hand in the wind and snow, rarely speaking, as if they were afraid of breaking the tranquility. Same.
It wasn¡¯t until a string of long bells in the temple came, echoing endlessly in the snow forest, that Wei Jing stopped and asked softly: ¡°What are you going to do about our matter?¡±
Yang Yi gently held her in his arms and said: "If you are willing, I can connect you to the Yang family at any time. If I am afraid of affecting your father's reputation, in two or three years, within three years, I will have my own There is no other way to bring you into the Yang family. In the future, I will accept a prince to retire behind the scenes, and you will not be left as a concubine, and your father will be able to deal with it."
Yang Yi's words are not nonsense. With his merits, he has long been able to be crowned king. However, after being crowned king, he can no longer hold any actual posts in the court, so he has not been crowned king. I don't know how many officials in the court are eager for him to accept it. Wang Jue is about to become an official.
If nothing unexpected happens, when Yang Yizhi becomes an official, a prince will definitely be indispensable.
By then, Qing Niang will definitely occupy the position of a concubine. At worst, Wei Jing will also be given the position of a concubine, and Wade will be able to handle it.
So during the Lantern Festival, Wei Jing was intentional and not pretentious. Like other men and women, he accomplished good things in the deserted alley under the moonlight.
After hearing what he said, Wei Jing leaned into his arms, raised her pretty face and said softly: "I don't care, everything is up to you. If you have any concerns??, If you really don¡¯t want me, I won¡¯t pester you. I did everything willingly in the first place, and I don¡¯t blame you. "
I worry a lot? Yang Yi secretly smiled, who am I, Yang? Do I need to be afraid of this and that if I want a woman? The concubines in the palace want whoever they want, let alone a woman outside?
As for having more women, which powerful man these days doesn¡¯t have many wives and concubines? It¡¯s a joke to use the monogamy of later generations as a moral benchmark.
The beauty in his arms is charming, charming, and possesses a famous weapon. Such a beauty, Yang Yi, will never pretend to be a gentleman and push her away.
The plum forest was as quiet as a dream, and the snow danced like poetry outside the oil-paper umbrella. Yang Yi hugged the beauty in his arms tightly and comforted her with gentle words: "Don't think too much, I have arranged everything by myself. I have also talked with Thirteenth Mother." That¡¯s it.¡±
"Have you talked to Thirteenth Niang?" Wei Jing asked hurriedly before he could finish.
"Of course, you and she are good sisters. It will be a matter of time before you enter the Yang family. It's better to say it sooner than later."
Wei Jing's pretty face turned bright red, and she asked with embarrassment: "What did you say, Thirteenth Mother? What did she say?"
"From what happened at the farm, I told her everything. And this year's Lantern Festival."
"Ah! You. How can you even say this? You." Wei Jing was extremely embarrassed. During this year's Lantern Festival night, she had sex with him in a deserted alley. It is naturally exciting when doing this kind of thing, but you can tell others, especially Thirteen Niang, how she can bear it. She really wants to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, and throw herself into his arms without even having the courage to raise her head.
"Haha, don't worry. Of course I didn't tell everything about the Lantern Festival. I just said that we will make love next month." Yang Yi hugged her soft willow waist. If not for this, the weak Wei Jing would have been unable to stand.
"You think you still have some conscience, Thirteenth Mother. Oh, she must be calling me shameless."
"Don't worry, you still don't know what kind of person Thirteenth Mother is. She didn't blame you, and she didn't scold me, it was just her flying needle. Hiss! Just don't say it."
"Did she really blame me?" Wei Jing raised her head and asked expectantly.
"If you don't believe me, just ask her again in the future."
"I"
"Farewell to me, it's cold here, let's go back to the meditation room."
"Um."
It was already dusk when Yang Yi returned home. When I arrived at the front door of my house, I saw Zongzi waiting in front of the gate. Amidst the flying holes, Zhanzi was wearing a small fire fox coat, just like a red lotus in a white world. As soon as Yang Yixian dismounted, she rushed up. Hold him desperately.
"Zizi, okay, let's go home." Yang Yi patted her back and said.
Without saying a word, Zhanzi held his hand tightly and walked home with him. The spacious courtyard is covered with white snow, and the maids and servants have begun to light the palace lanterns on the porch.
"Zi Zi is like a clinging bird, regardless of the maid's eyes, it sticks to Yang Yi's side.
The backyard became quieter. Yang Yi and Zhanzi came to the small building where she lived. Outside the building, the pine branches and snow were falling in the wind, like a white curtain. Zhanzi's eyes turned red unknowingly.
"Sir, I don't want to go back to Japan. I don't want to be an emperor. I just want to stay in Tokyo, stay in this home, and stay with you." When she raised her head, her eyes were already filled with tears.
Yang Yi hugged him tightly and said: "Zizi, I can't bear to leave you, but the emperor has to have someone to do it. It was agreed at the beginning that your sister would do it for two years first. Now two years have passed, and she has sent her several times." I believe it, if you don¡¯t go back to Japan, your sister.¡±
"No, I just don't want to go back to Japan. I don't want to be the emperor. I just want to stay with you. Master, I really don't know how to live without you. I don't know how to be the emperor. I don't know anything."
"Zi Zi burst into tears when she said this. In two years, she has already become accustomed to life in Tokyo, to living next to Yang Yi, and to this warm home. Japan was already so far away to her, and now she suddenly had to go back to Japan and exchange her sister for her. Zhizi felt at a loss. She hugged Yang Yi tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.
"Zizi, you are a Japanese princess, you"
"No, I'm not a princess, I'm my wife. I just want to stay here and don't want to go anywhere."
"But your sister has sent a message, and she doesn't want to stay in Japan alone. We agreed at the beginning that your sister would be the emperor for two years, and after two years, you would go back to take over your sister's place."
"Sister" Thinking of her sister who has stayed in Japan for two years, Jianzi burst into tears. This home gave her such a warm feeling. She had completely integrated into this family. Now she is suddenly asked to go back to Japan alone. It is really difficult for Jianzi to adapt.
Yang Yi naturally hopes that she will go back. Although the changing of Japanese emperors is a bit troublesome, in order to better control Japan, Yang Yi does not want her to stay in Japan for too long., No matter how strong the relationship is, it will always fade over time;
Considering this, Yang Yi would rather go through more trouble and control the change of the Japanese throne. Like Jizi, he has already regarded himself as a member of this family and asked her to go back to be the emperor. In addition, the guards of the Japanese Imperial Palace are all by him. For such people, Zongzi will always be obedient within two or three years.
"Zizi. You have to go back this time. I promise you that I will solve this problem as soon as possible and bring you back as soon as possible. Trust me, okay?"
"Well, I believe you, it's just that I really don't want to leave you."
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