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In the kitchen, the smell of green onions, meat, and wine overflowed. Everyone rolled up their sleeves and rubbed some white/powder on their faces.The stuffing in the pot is half full, and the plaque is filled with rows of fancy dumplings.

Qi Lin: "It's just in time, let's go together..." Su Mu glanced at him and saluted, "My lord, a piece of jade was dug out beside the Nuan River in the northern suburbs, and the inscription 'Fengming Cangshan, enjoy Tai'an forever' was engraved on it."

Han Shui smiled: "There is nothing wrong with enjoying Tai'an forever. Sit first, sit first." This auspicious sign aroused a lot of joy, and Qiu Ban said that he would like to go and see it someday.Qi Lin didn't say a word, got up and walked towards the kitchen, Xi Wu saw him, and silently followed.

The water in the pot boiled, Qi Lin lifted the wooden lid and threw down a few plates of dumplings.Xi Wu was standing behind him, clutching the primrose-colored cloud-patterned brocade sleeve with her fingertips, her face flushed slightly.Qi Lin: "What are you doing here?" Xi Wu: "Help me make dumplings."

Qi Lin turned around, put his hands on the stove, and looked angry: "Young master is living a good life in the Han mansion, and he is well-clothed and well-fed, so don't think about Qi."

Xi Wu was stunned in place, her almond eyes glistening with tears.Qi Lin: "Okay, okay, go back and be with me, Mr. Han is still going to the battlefield." Xi Wu wiped away tears, with a panicked face: "What battlefield, where is there another war?"

Qi Lin took the dumplings out of the pot, carefully placed them in jade bowls, and brought them to the kitchen.Even a shrewd person like Su Mu was surrounded by fog.

"Before Qi went to the Nine Realms, the dumplings made by the adults were shameful." Qi Lin smiled, and in front of everyone, "Now that the adults are going to go to the battle, Qi is not talented, let's talk about it."

That night, for killing the proton Yunlan, the general punished him with a red rope and left him with scars all over his body. To this day, he still can't forget the scalding temperature of the wax oil.Han Shui took the jade bowl, his eyelashes trembled, as if it weighed a thousand catties.

Su Mu and Ze Qi stood up and pleaded guilty: "I shouldn't have disturbed you in the twelfth lunar month, gentlemen, forgive me." Han Shui took a bite of the dumpling and said, "You don't understand." Qi Lin: "I understand, Qingyan." Han Shui listened , Grabbing dumplings into his mouth one by one, emptying the bowl.

Afterwards, Mr. Han got up and went to the study to discuss matters. He saw sixteen big blood-red characters placed on the red sandalwood official case: Phoenix flies in the sky, and a prosperous world is held together.Fengming Cangshan, enjoy Tai'an forever.

The lord's face was ruddy, and he stared at him bewilderedly, obviously he hadn't recovered from the general's earth-shattering confession.Su Mu: "My lord?" Han Shui: "These sixteen characters match very well." Su Mu: "Within three days, the news will spread throughout Lin'an."

In Lin'an City, there is a cloud emperor, a nine emperors, a phoenix and a phoenix, they are really well matched.Han Shui reached out to grab the jelly beans, but it was empty again, so he had to withdraw his hand.

Ze Qi picked up Su Mu's words: "Uncle Xiao Guo and King Xiyong have both entered the palace, and Master Chu...has also entered the palace today." He is from the Ministry of Education, and he is close to the water tower, so he naturally listens closely to the news from the palace.

Outside the window, there is a vast silver mist, snow flakes are flying, and the red lanterns are full of peace.Han Shui came back to his senses and asked, "Have the people below discussed it? What do you think?"

Su Mu didn't dare to jump to conclusions, and only respectfully presented a stack of documents.The six ministries of the three provinces of the DPRK and China, as long as they have some means and are highly valued by Mr. Han, they will record everything they see.

After tossing and turning, Han Shui said with a smile: "I just said it casually last time, are you serious?" Su Mu then clicked on a few of them: "First, find out who is behind the scenes, and second, test the Nine Emperors. Meaning, three times, according to everyone's opinion, the meaning of these sixteen characters may not be one phoenix and one phoenix."

Back then, the Nine Realms presented this jade to celebrate the birth of Yunling, the son of Xuanniao.Now, on an auspicious day, this stone can also be interpreted as a sign of the establishment of the East Palace.

Pausing for a moment, Su Mu felt that the lord was in a good mood, so he went on to say: "The jade stone was inscribed by an old stonemason in Wucheng, and he has been taken to the Ministry of Punishment; the Nine Emperors' Department visited yesterday, so it seems that he knew about it; The Grand Commander, the Taichang Temple, the Ministry of Rites, and the Imperial Academy can play at any time..."

Han Shui was surprised: "Just now, Dongqing and the others have also been here, why didn't you mention this?" Su Mu: "It's settled, let the adults eat some dumplings first." Han Shui's face sank.

Except for official business, Su Mu didn't talk about trivial matters, but Han Shui didn't know how many mouths he had, waiting to be fed, all looking forward to eating meat under the shade of trees.

Yizheng said: "The matter of jade is extraordinary, and the ministers and workers should not discuss it rashly. Remember this point." Su Mu smiled: "My lord is finally going to force the East Palace to be erected. This subordinate will go to prepare."

After the two left, the engraved white porcelain bean on the table was empty, and the bottom was covered with icing sugar.Han Shui smiled bitterly, called an informant, and ordered him to go to the palace overnight to get news.

The informant was in a dilemma, and he had to run errands on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. It was really hard work.For this reason, Han Shui specially allowed him to be a fat job in a small yamen, to express his affection.

The red light reflected the white snow, the informant entered the palace from the east gate, exchanged a few words with a few familiar father-in-laws, turned around and met Mr. Jing'an in Xingwen Yuan.

Jing An frowned: "Today is the [-]th day, Your Majesty will accompany the Empress Dowager to watch the Jiubang Opera in Fenglou." The informant looked around, pressed Jing An's ear, and asked, "Master Chu entered the palace today, and will you meet with Your Majesty?" What did you say?" Jing An didn't dare to talk nonsense, but only explained in detail.

After inquiring about the news, the informant left in a hurry full of joy.Mr. Jing'an gathered the white sable fleece on his body, and rode on the chariot to the bustling place of Fenglou.

The sound of bells lingers, the drums vibrate slightly, and thousands of zithers compete for heaven and earth, but only five tones.On the stage, the actors' eyes are full of stars, and they dance their sleeves in the air. It is indeed a shining beauty, which is not exotic.

When Mr. Jing An came, Yun Binglong waved his sleeves and asked him to sit on the chair that Jing Xuan had sat on.Empress Dowager Xiao was displeased and got up to return to the palace.

Yun Bing smiled frivolously and said: "Jade Xianrui, there are many people who come to visit in the palace, Master Han didn't ask you to bring any auspicious words?" Mr. Jing An fell off the chair and knelt on the ground, the sound of sobbing was drowned in the opera among.

Yun Bing: "Young Master, what's the matter? If you have anything to say, I will make the decision for you." Mr. Jing An trembled, and raised his face: "Master Han just came to the palace to inquire..." Yun Bing: "Inquire What?" Jing An prostrated himself on the ground again: "Inquire...inquire about His Majesty...whether you can still conceive..."

Because of this out-of-the-box crying, the real dragon was stunned, and Mr. Jing'an, a son of no official, no noble and shabby family, left his name in history.

It was night, fireworks and firecrackers were boiling, and Ningguo Street was not peaceful at all.Even so, Master Han was so sleepy that he fell asleep in front of the desk before keeping two sticks of incense.

When he woke up, everything was quiet, and he was wearing a thick fleece jacket.Han Shui squinted his eyes, and a figure dangled in front of the case.

"Qing Yan, look at the bad ideas these people under you have come up with." Qi Lin read aloud as if watching a play, "Unite the royal family and clan members, play the table, and set up the East Palace..."

Han Shui woke up completely, and grabbed the bamboo slips: "Presumptuous!" Qi Lin snatched them back again: "Why don't you let me see?"

Qi Lin: "What troubles do you have? Let me tell you, maybe I can help you." Han Shui's heart was full of evil, and he said casually: "I also want to marry the princess."

Qi Lin frowned: "Sure enough, Yao'er has complained more than once, saying that you wanted to treat her lightly." Han Shui raised his face, hiding a knife in his smile: "On the day of the autumn hunting, I kissed her."

When the informant returned home to report the letter, Mr. Han still hadn't gotten rid of General Qi's entanglement, so, for the first time in his life, the two sat side by side in front of the table, enjoying the blue sky, the sun and the moon, witnessing a good night together.

Informant: "Your Majesty called Master Chu into the palace and asked about a play." Qi Lin asked with a smile, "What play?" Listen." The informant: "..."

Han Shui smiled faintly: "Let's take a look at the willows and greens of the flower bridge, as if spending the time, but the ruined well and the ruined walls are here, Si Qingqing doesn't care..."

Chu Rong stood above the main hall, holding a golden-headed wolf hair, and changed the four characters of "Huaqiao Liulu" to "Mountain, River, Sun and Moon".

The moon shines on the bed curtain, clear as running water.It's the third watch.Han Shui was still humming the scene, with smoke in his eyes.Qi Lin moved impatiently on the outside of the bed.

Han Shui: "Can't sleep?" Qi Lin: "I'm afraid you'll get sick, so I dare not sleep." Han Shui: "I'm not sick." Qi Lin: "Then I'm going to sleep."

After a while, Han Shui lifted the quilt secretly, got beside Qi Lin, and said softly: "I have something, I want to ask the general." Qi Lin: "I'm asleep."

Han Shui asked: "If you want to clean up the mess in the Nine Realms, how many troops will you need and what method will you use?" Qi Lin was silent.Han Shui entangled him warmly: "What's the matter?"

After a long time, General Qi sighed, turned over, crushed Mr. Han to death, and asked for a night of peace.The next day, my lord woke up in a daze, there was no one beside him, and there was a roll of bamboo slips on the desk.

To the south of the imperial palace, Huben Road, Xianlin Street, is located in Liufang Post House.According to the ancient system of Yunmeng, all foreign princes and nobles who entered the imperial city stayed here.

And the most important thing for a prince is the king.Before the twelfth lunar month, Honglu and the Ministry of Rites received an imperial decree, and the Ministry of Work and Industry built a new palace in the posthouse. According to the regulations of the royal family of the Nine Realms, the Nine Emperors and Mr. Gong were welcome to live in it.

Every three days, the prime minister of the temple visits, and every five days, the Zhongshu orders him to visit him in person.

Mr. Gong is stable, but Nine Emperor Jingxuan, since entering Chengqian Palace, seems to be in a golden cage, feeling extremely tormented, and has not had a peaceful night's sleep.

Mr. Gong said that the only fate between him and Emperor Yun was that they both had a jerk father, and the only mistake was that father Yun died earlier than his father.

If you think about it carefully, there really is a reason.After the sword dance in the hall, Jing Xuan put the sword back into its sheath, and laughed at himself.

At this time, it was late at night, and people who went out to make friends returned to the post in an endless stream. The small officials made routine inspections and beat the golden gong for the curfew.Mr. Gong looked at the moon by the window: "Today, the gong was struck early."

After half a stick of incense, the sound of the gong went away, and a few young officials in green shirts came to the front of the hall.Jingxuan laughed and said, "Sir, it's a fortune teller." After saying that, stay alert.

The little official entered the palace calmly, took off his snow-capped robes, and went to see the Nine Emperors according to the ritual, but the Nine Emperors didn't have time to give orders, so they left and left on their own, leaving only two or three people to serve tea.

The little official said with a smile: "The Tianxing Inn was rude, and the foreign minister Han Shui, dressed up as an official in green shirts, came to make amends." Jingxuan: "I just don't want to make public, so how can I talk about being rude."

The Nine Emperors sit on the seat, and Han Shui sits on the next seat, and the two talk to each other through a table of green dragons.By the window, Mr. Gong sat face up on the bamboo chair, looking at the moon and enjoying himself: "Master Han, is Huasheng still hot?" Han Shui smiled wryly and took a sip of his wine.

Jingxuan still has people from the Nine Realms in his heart, no matter where this person comes from, there is no trace of arrogance in his words: "In the Yunmeng Dynasty, there are not a few people who want my heart, but I only trust you."

Han Shui said: "Your Majesty's heart is nothing more than four words, borrowing troops to restore the country." Jing Xuan was startled.His concern is nothing more than Emperor Yun's abandonment of the people of Jiangshan because of the old grievances between the two countries. This statement hits the key point.

Han Shui smiled and said: "To be honest, the foreign minister is not only willing to complete this matter for His Majesty, but also prepared a small gift, please Your Majesty have a look."

Jing Xuan remained silent.Han Shui took out the bamboo slips from his sleeve and placed them on the table.What it said is a good strategy to calm the princes of the Nine Realms, which is detailed and comprehensive.

Mr. Gong didn't read it, but smiled slightly: "Master Han, I miss the common people." Han Shui: "Don't dare." Jingxuan said: "Since that's the case, my lord, I have something, and I will reciprocate it."

He Zhang of the Nine Realms, Yun Ling, the eldest son of Emperor He Yunmeng, was appointed by heaven to comfort people's hearts, and Fengming Cangshan.Han Shui was surprised when he saw it.

Nine Emperor Jingxuan made this Jiangshan transaction calmly, as if that Huasheng was just a lost item.Although Han Shui didn't say anything on the surface, he admired him in his heart.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the stars were dyed purple. Mr. Gong heard the two talking about some extraneous matters, and suddenly became excited, wanting to listen to the ancient silver qin.Since his teacher and friend invited him, Han Shui readily agreed.

A song "Yun Chang V" is soft and melodious, and the autumn water is hard to look forward to.Han Shui does not practice secular music on a daily basis, but whenever he plucks the strings, it is the gathering of heart energy, which is as bright as the bright moon, arousing people's emotions.

"Yu Tune tunes, Gong Yin soul, softness with firmness, know how to change the way." Mr. Gong smiled, "Old man Han Yu is right, this official disciple not only shames him, but also makes him proud. "

Parting, Han Shui's heart was complicated, as soon as he left the hall, he turned back again.He said to Mr. Gong alone: ​​"The ambition of the Nine Emperors is really admirable, but Mr. Han has something to say, and he has to persuade him."

Gong Ming Anzhi Ruosu: "What's the matter?" Han Shui: "If you get the chance, sir, you should hide in the countryside and don't follow the Nine Emperors." Gong Ming waved his hands with a smile, turned and left.

The author has something to say:

The previous wave of dripping wax car was deleted due to some problems. It happened around the time when the Lingguang Temple was first built. Han Shui made dumplings for General Qi.

So many things happened without realizing it.

The original title of the article was "A Journey Back to the Water"

Thank you little angels for mine, I am very happy, very happy~