This torrential rain fell all night long. I thought it would continue to rain the next day, but I didn't expect it to suddenly stop in the early morning. Water was still dripping from the eaves, but
The bright sky still showed that the clouds had cleared and the fog had dispersed.
In the main pavilion of Xiao Mansion, a row of rainwater dripped high on the edge of the tiles, making small round puddles on the bluestone steps. On the top of the steps, a fool and a little boy wearing a helmet and shaking armor
Dong, you look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to knock on the door.
Looking at the bright sky, Xiaodong felt a little anxious: "Idiot, hurry up, your uncle asked you to wake up the Marquis quickly. It's not a trivial matter to be late for court!"
But the fool shook his head like a rattle: "You go, I won't go... Doctor Hua said, Lord Marquis is angry when he wakes up, and it's very strong. Your armor is better than mine, and you can't cut through it with a few swords. You
go……"
"I'll go!" Xiaodong glared at Lunzi's seemingly loyal face and cursed angrily. It's only been a few days, and even Lunzi is not easy to deceive...
"Okay, okay, you go ahead and I'll hold the line for you..."
“…”
Uncle Lunzi's shouting and cursing could be heard from the front yard. Xiaodong was helpless and glared at the seemingly "honest" Lunzi for the last time. He lifted his belt and reached out to push the door open... The wind rustled and Yi Shuihan...
…
"Squeak..."
The door opened, but it was not Xiaodong who pushed it open, but Xiao Han opened it from the inside. At the door, Xiaodong still kept pushing the door, with a look of disbelief on his face...
"Master Hou, are you awake?"
"nonsense!"
Hearing Xiaodong's idiotic questions, Xiao Han rolled his eyes and stretched out of the room.
I don’t know who the bastard brought him back last night! He wasn’t allowed to take off his clothes or collect his things. As a result, he was woken up by a long, hard object in the middle of the night. He reached out and took it out, and found that it was pinned to his waist.
hand knife...
I threw the knife aside fiercely, but I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night! I stayed up until now, heard a movement at the door, and came out on my own.
Xiaodong opened his mouth and wanted to ask again, but he saw the stupid uncle in the front yard running over in a hurry. When he got closer, he didn't even have time to take a breath. When he saw Xiao Han's dress, he immediately became anxious: "Oh!
!What time is it! Lord Marquis, when you go to court, you have to wear court clothes! You are dressed like this! How can you go to court!"
"Court uniform?" Xiao Han scratched his head and said strangely: "That thing was not given to me, so you have to make it yourself?"
Uncle Lunzi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't have time to explain to Xiao Han and pointed to the room: "Lunzi, Xiaodong, go find it! It's in the house. Zhang Qiang brought it back last time!"
When Lunzi and Xiaodong heard this, they rushed in like two monkeys. After a few moments, they pulled out a set of clothes from the box. They turned green, shook them open, and rushed towards Xiao Han.
When it comes to taking off clothes and putting on clothes, Xiao Han is like a piece of wood, letting others do as he pleases, because if he is left to do it himself, he may not be able to put the clothes on his body in the correct posture all day long.
The rough hands of Lunzi and Xiaodong are not made of clothing at all, they are just for Xiao Han to wear. As for the beauty, what are those things? Can they be eaten?
I hurriedly "put on" clothes for Xiao Han. It was not until several people mounted their horses and rushed towards the palace that Xiao Han suddenly realized, should I find some young maids?
Since you have entered the countryside, you must follow the local customs and no longer hold the idea that Chairman Mao’s women can hold up half the sky!
Besides, the claws of these two brats are not as comfortable as the slender fingers of the beautiful young maid. If they change their clothes and scratch themselves, they will almost bleed...
It was just dawning, and the official had already been notified that a marquis was going to court in his place. Although he still didn’t know what kind of marquis happened under his tenure, the official, who was over fifty years old, still opened the gate early.
Open it and send it to the Marquis.
Five fast horses rushed out of the gate of the square. The official was squinting his eyes. When he passed by the official, Uncle Zi threw a piece of broken silver. The official's body suddenly bent even lower, until
Everyone was on the road, and then they slowly came over and picked up the silver on the ground, gently blew the dust on the silver, and put it into their sleeves.
"Look at this time, even if you arrive, it will be too late..." After packing up the morning's hard work and looking at the clear sky, the square official muttered, turned around and locked the square door again. According to the rules of the Tang Dynasty, sunrise is not allowed until sunrise.
The gate must be opened.
Sure enough, the experienced official was not wrong. Even if the group of people worked hard and Xiao Han ran all the way, it was still a lot late when they arrived at Daxing Hall. Fortunately, there were a lot of people coming to the Daxing Hall today!
Those in purple robes and red robes in front have already entered, most of the dark green ones have gone in, and the light green and cyan ones are standing at the back...
Xiaodong and the others were naturally not allowed to enter the palace. Xiao Han ran over anxiously and suddenly discovered a very important problem!
He didn't even know anyone here! He didn't even know where to line up in the two teams on the left and right. Besides, if he jumped in line like this, would he be scolded...
Xiao Han stared blankly at the two long queues, and the bored people in the queue also found new fun. They looked back at him from time to time, and then whispered a few words to their friends before and after them, and they all guessed about Xiao Han
identity of.
Soon, the team's opinions were unified. Seeing that Xiao Han was so young and wearing seventh-grade clothes, he thought that Xiao Han had taken the position of his father and came to see the Great Court. It was not surprising.
There was even a kind-hearted old man waving to Xiao Han, indicating that Xiao Han should be in front of him.
Xiao Han was in a state of despair at the moment. When he saw someone pointing him out, he was naturally overjoyed. He hurried over and saluted with his hands in his hands: "Xiao Han, I've seen my uncle..."
"Haha... you're welcome! Come in quickly, get in line quickly, and let the disciplinary officer write it down. It's not a good idea!"
The old man who was called uncle had a lot of white beard. Considering his age, being Xiao Han's grandfather would definitely not be a problem! Now that Xiao Han called him young, he was immediately relieved. When he saw the disciplinary officer at the front of the row, he quickly looked over.
Xiao Han pulled him in front of him and arranged them.
The disciplinary officer standing on the high platform in front had already seen the commotion here. He was a little unhappy at first, but when he looked again, he found that it was a young man, so he gave up.
Young people, give me more opportunities...
This is another benefit of Xiao Han's youth. Respecting the old and loving the young are traditional virtues. You are too embarrassed to be serious with a young man, right...
Xiao Han stayed in front of the "uncle" and listened to the "uncle" talking about poetry and books along the way. Poor Xiao Han had a big head and had to pretend to be taught and nodded frequently.
After entering the palace, I thought about quickly getting rid of this "tireless" old man. What book is this talking about? Why has he never heard of one? Why can't he get the quintessence of his own country? For example, the golden bottle... cough cough cough...
They are the Twelve Hairpins of Jinling...
The teams on both sides moved forward slowly. Finally, before sunrise, everyone entered the hall. Xiao Han took a look and found that he was basically at the end of the team. He stepped forward and looked around. There was no one on the dragon chair.
Everyone lined up under the dragon chair was dressed in purple and red robes. There were so many people that it was impossible to see their faces! I didn’t know if Li Shimin and the others were here.
Just when Xiao Han withdrew his gaze and wanted to find a secluded place to hide, the uncle who claimed to be a "master of poetry and calligraphy" appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Xiao Han, blew his beard and glared: "
Hey, kid, come here, don’t look around! There are a lot of rules here, and I don’t know why your father didn’t find a friend to take you with him. You’re so frizzy, so be careful not to get into trouble!”
After that, regardless of the helplessness on Xiao Han's face, he dragged him and hid behind the crowd.
Xiao Han was annoyed while being dragged away. He remembered that he had clearly thrown him away just now. Who knew that this old man's eyes were so good and so many people could still find him...
"Uncle" pulled Xiao Han around in the crowd, and in a blink of an eye he came to the outermost position. He let go of Xiao Han's hand, "Uncle" lowered his head and took out several futons from under the big pillar behind him.
Two of them were given to Xiao Han, and the others were stuffed under his buttocks. He sat down and leaned against the pillar and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Listen carefully here and don't talk nonsense! If you say the wrong thing, you may lose your life!"
Xiao Han looked at the old man's movements in amusement, and suddenly felt that the old man was quite nice, so he thanked him in a low voice, then sat down and leaned on this big cylinder that no one could hold.
The sun slowly rose, and Daxing Hall faced south and north. The sun seemed to rise from the steps, dispersing the shadows. When the first ray of sunlight shone into the hall, a sharp voice suddenly sounded.
"The Emperor has arrived..."
Everyone in the room immediately got up, and Xiao Han was no exception. Because he had just learned the lesson, Xiao Han did not dare to step forward anymore. He could only see a large piece of the back of his head dangling in front of him...
"Take a seat..."
He had no idea what was going on in front of him, but he saw all the people sitting down again. Xiao Han didn't dare to mess around in a place like this, so he quickly sat down with him, but this time he couldn't rely on the pillar anymore.
Instead, he straightened his back and was ready to see what this morning would be like.
As everyone knows, seeing him like this in the eyes of the "uncle" next to him confirmed his guess, but he didn't know whose name Xiao Han came from.
"Why are you nervous? If something happens, it's not your turn. Just stay here!" "Uncle" reminded Xiao Han kindly, but Xiao Han was not moved at all and still supported
He squinted his ears and listened to the faint voice coming from the front.
The Great Court Meeting, this is basically the highest expression of the power of the Tang Dynasty. If you lose a * here, the Tang Dynasty will be finished in the afternoon... Bah, bah, bah, what are you thinking...
Facts have proved that no matter how superb the construction technology is, in a place with hundreds of people like this, it is still an illusion to hear clearly without the help of a loudspeaker. The loud sound in front will be heard directly when it reaches Xiao Han.
It turned into the sound of mosquitoes, and I couldn't hear anything clearly. I looked at the people around me, and all of them closed their eyes to relax. There was only one old man who might have particularly good ears. He shook his head while listening, as if he heard the fairy music.
Just when Xiao Han wanted to go over and express his envy, he saw that there seemed to be a light at the corner of the old man's mouth...
"Sleep...so sweet..."
Xiao Han was dumbfounded, this is the Great Court Meeting of the Tang Dynasty? In his previous life, he had to bring a notebook with him to every meeting and pretend to be very serious. How come here, it feels like he was back in school when the teacher was talking nonsense?
Mo... The top student has constant problems, while the bad student is drunk and dreaming...
