The capital city of the Northern Kingdom is now lit up with lanterns, lanterns and colorful decorations, street curtains are decorated, and stages are set up at the intersections of roads. It is very lively. The Chinese people in the city are also dressed up, bringing their wives and children, preparing for this first time since the founding of the country.
Lantern Festival.
The festival is getting closer and closer, and in the market of Jicheng City, the capital of Yan, merchants traveling from north to south are passing through. The number of goods entering the surrounding areas is gradually increasing, and transactions are becoming more and more frequent. The prosperity of the world is all about profit, and the prosperity of Yan State naturally attracts people.
Businessmen from all over.
No, on the Lantern Festival, the city gate opening and closing time has not yet come. Groups of caravans have been waiting at the city gate since Yinshi. They are crowded and crowded, regardless of the chill in the north. At the beginning of Mao Shi, in the distance,
The sun rises in the east, the morning glow and mist are pouring out, the sky is getting brighter, and the time to leave the door is getting closer and closer.
I saw the city gate commander slowly ascending the city tower and announcing to the pedestrians and merchants waiting to enter the city: "The King of Yan has called the order, the twelfth year of the Yan Kingdom, the fifteenth of the first lunar month, coincides with the Lantern Festival, and the whole world of Yan King celebrates. Jicheng
The curfew is suspended, the city gates are not closed, and everyone can move freely between the streets and markets. No matter where you come from, you only need to identify yourself and have your goods inspected once, and then you can enter the market and trade freely. On the fifteenth day of the first month of the twelfth year of King Yan
day."
"Dong, dong, dong." The drum beat, and the closed city gate slowly opened amidst the sound of the drum.
A flood of people poured in from outside the city, and the city gate was noisy and lively for a while, as merchants from north to south gradually entered.
This businessman has always had a keen sense of smell. The Yan Kingdom now dominates the Northern Kingdom, and its military strength, wealth, and talents are all unparalleled. Although it lives in the same state, its power is even greater than that of Shi Zhao.
Now it has benefited from both Goguryeo and Yuwen. In addition, this is the last big market in the old capital of Jicheng, and it coincides with the Lantern Festival, so the market is open day and night. These traders have gathered from all over the world, reaching as far south as Minyue.
From Yongliang in the west, to Beihai in the north, and to Fusang in the east, they all gathered here, hoping to make a big profit. For a time, the place where the city gate passed was filled with boiling water, and the officials who inspected the goods did not stop for a moment.
"Hey, the merchants from the east have always been Dongzhu furs and the like. How come your team is all about iron sand and copper ore?"
An old official at the city gate inspected a group of merchants from Goguryeo and was quite suspicious.
Although this person only served as a document for registration and inspection, he had been in his position for a long time and had already developed a pair of discerning eyes. He could identify goods and merchants at a glance.
I saw the old official getting up, looking at the goods and then at the merchants. I saw that the merchants had some calluses on their hands. When they saw someone approaching, they unconsciously touched their waists. The shoulders of the person escorting the goods behind him were tense, and they were shaking.
He looks like a deputy guard. He doesn't look like a businessman, but he looks a bit like a sergeant.
The old official was deeply suspicious and kept silent, intending to order the guards to report the suspicion to the city gate order.
At this moment, a big hand was placed on the man's shoulder. When he turned around, he saw a tall and thin warrior, wearing an enemy crown on his head, a robe, a thin golden armor, a dragon bird sword at his waist, and crotch armor.
At a glance, you can see the captain of the royal city. Although his rank is not high, he is close to the center, and the people he interacts with are all princes and ministers, so most officials give him face.
The old official hurriedly raised his hands and bowed: "I don't know if the captain is here, but I am not far away to greet you."
"It doesn't matter." As he said that, the warrior took a badge from his chest and waist and presented it to the man. It was the badge of the Ordnance Department.
"These goods are iron sand and copper ore that the Ordnance Department wants. I hope the old official will be accommodating."
The warrior suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "There are many things going on today, so the old man hasn't eaten the morning meal yet." After saying this, he took out a piece of fragrant Hu cake from his side and handed it to him. The old man caught it and saw that the cake was
There was a scratch at the bottom. When I touched it carefully, I found that it was indeed a small piece of silver.
The warrior still smiled and said: "Now that Liaodong has been pacified, there is nowhere for people to go to war. Seeing other people's businessmen getting a lot of profits, they also want to do business. No wonder they have no vision." After that, he just turned to that person.
A few people winked, and the caravan group also bowed to the old official, saying that it was his first time doing business and he didn't know the etiquette.
The old official looked at the warrior, then at the caravan group, hesitated slightly, and said, "Let it go."
The warrior bowed to thank him and led the group towards the city.
In the watchtower near the city head, Han Shou was inspecting everywhere. He stopped here and watched the caravan enter, with a strange smile on his face. He said to the attendants beside him: "Without further delay, let's go
Let’s go to that person’s house.”
In Murong Han's mansion in the city, the sun has indeed risen completely now, and the inner rooms are illuminated by the early spring sun.
Murong Han has been bedridden since he was seriously injured in the battle of Ping Yuwen, and has not been able to land for a long time. Thanks to the careful care of his nephews Murong Ba and Duan Xian, secret advice from Gongsun Guifei, and Han Shou's careful deployment.
After taking the ginseng decoction and medicine, his condition has improved greatly, and he has been able to walk a few days ago. Today, he has heard that the Shangyuan Market is being held in the capital, and he feels happy in his heart. He has eaten the morning meal and drank the medicine this day.
I suddenly felt light and healthy. I tried my muscles and bones. Except for some pain in the arrow wound, most of the rest will be recovered.
So he swung his sword in the courtyard, and took out his bow and arrow. After all, the sword was still young. He raised the bow and nocked the arrow. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" and saw it go straight into the target.
"Okay." I heard someone cheering by the courtyard. Looking around, I saw a man wearing a Jinxian crown. Although he was wearing a robe with small sleeves, it was made of Han Dynasty with a right gusset. He wore a gold and jade belt around his waist and wore trousers on his lower body.
The pleats are, after all, a mixture of Hu and Han.
"It turns out it's Mr. Han, please come quickly." After saying that, he put away his sword and arrows, invited Han Shou to go to the inner room, ordered someone to serve tea, and went to change clothes. The two sat opposite each other.
"General Jianwei, I didn't meet you until today after seeing each other in Xiangping. It's disrespectful and disrespectful." Han Shou said first.
"Thank you Master Han for the ginseng medicine. Now your health has improved greatly." Murong Han bowed his hands in greeting.
"What are you talking about, General Jianwei?" Han Shou said with a smile, "With the help of my subordinates, now the princes are standing side by side, and the general's body of gold will do nothing for the Yan State."
"Now that the country is in turmoil, thanks to the concerted efforts of all the ministers and princes, our country of Yan can be stable."
"Our country, Yan, owes its current power to its generals. Without generals, the country of Yan would no longer have its current power."
Murong Han was frightened, and said hurriedly: "Master Han, what you said is wrong. The power of our Yan country depends on King Yan. As King Yan, we, as ministers, must fulfill our duties and do our best."
At this time, the water for making tea was boiling. The maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the teapot, and poured the finely ground tea powder and spices into the teapot.
Divide it into two cups and serve each to two people.
Han Shou slowly raised the tea cup and touched it gently.
"The power of the Yan Kingdom has been accumulated for a long time and it is difficult to recover. If you only see the outside, it will be like burning oil cooking oil and flowers blooming in clusters. If you don't see the inside, the power will be in danger."
Murong Han's upper body trembled slightly, and then he regained his composure and said, "There is evidence for Master Han's words."
"How can you say this if there is no evidence?" Han Shou put down his tea cup and said, "General, Murong Jun attacked without authorization. The battle of Yuwen was not just greed for merit. Gao Xu, Liu Pei's death was inevitable? Everyone in Liaodong was worried about the battle of Goguryeo.
Escape?"
"Master Han, this is an old matter, but now it needs to be calmed down and attacked and destroyed. Don't talk nonsense." Murong Han's voice suddenly changed.
"Haha, General Jianwei only builds prestige, but the Lord of Yan has no intention of making a lord. In terms of age, the general is the elder brother of King Yan; in terms of merit, the general advocates diligence and righteousness; in terms of military morale, the general manages the army well, and his soldiers are good at it.
Serve your life. If the general raises his arms and shouts, who can stop him?"
Han Shou got excited as he spoke, with some beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead, and there was heat all over his body.
Murong Han remained silent for a long time, when Han Shou saw this and said: "General, if you want to take it, I will have foreign aid to respond."
"Bang," Murong Han's tea cup slammed on the table, "Master Han, now that I, the King of Yan, have stood up to accept advice and listen to all the ministers, the country is now at peace, and there is also a sense of rest. I, the ministers of the Yan Kingdom, should treat me as the Lord of Yan
For your sake, please don’t lie about your intentions. If it were not for your merits, I would impeach you to the King of Yan."
"General's fallacy. The current situation is that if you don't serve your life wholeheartedly, your heart and mind will be ruined. King Yan no longer trusts the general. Although there are traitors who are causing trouble, the king's heart is unpredictable. King Yan has gradually begun to want to get rid of you.
."
"My own heart is like the bright moon. How can others drive a wedge between my two brothers?" Murong Han stood up and said, "Master Han, don't talk nonsense. I will treat you as just talking in your sleep."
"The sight of people in the general's army is like a fishnet in the throat to the King of Yan. Now that the external troubles have been eliminated, the birds have all their good bows and the cunning rabbits are dead and the lackeys are cooking." Han Shou also stood up, paused slightly and said, "If anyone wants to cover it up,
If you want to get rid of the general, how should he deal with the crime? I know that the general has evidence of the crime of former military advisor General Murong Ping being corrupt. The general has been entrusted by others, so he can use the name of Qingjun."
Han Shou said solemnly: "It's been a long time since the general was looked down upon. Why don't you hear the story of Han Xin? If the general wants to be Cao Mengde, I would also like to be Xun Yu or Cheng Yu."
When Murong Han learned about Xiangping Jinmu's entrustment, he was shocked, but he tried to control his emotions and said: "Xun Lingjun, a loyal minister of the Han Dynasty, has a clear will to the death, how can you be the same, but help our country of Yan?" Murong Han.
The displeasure has appeared.
"Generals, the world, belongs to those who are capable. Now the Lord has doubts, and there are traitors who are causing trouble. It is not my will that belongs to the general. The general's rise is the will of God. There are not a few generals among the courtiers. Because of Murong Ren's rebellion, many people were scattered.
The refugees and fugitive ministers of Yu, Goguryeo, and Shizhao all want to support the general. As long as the general raises his arms and calls, and those who respond will obey, we are willing to serve under the general."
After saying that, Han Shou quietly tore open the seam of his clothes and took out a piece of cloth, on which the name of the perpetrator was clearly listed, "General, you are honest and don't deceive, and you will be trusted by everyone."
Murong Han saw that most of the ministers on this list were involved in the group, and they were also border guards. If one person shouted, the Yan Kingdom would collapse in a matter of seconds. At this time, his body was already trembling slightly, and his body was gradually getting a little nervous.
Unable to hold on any longer, Han Shou turned around and said goodbye: "General, you must make plans early. In the evening, I want generals to do great things together. It will only take a few days for the Yan Kingdom to change." After saying this, he hurriedly left.
Murong Han sat withered in the inner room, unable to stand for a long time. Unknowingly, the sun became higher in the sky.
In the royal city, in the inner court, is the residence of King Yan.
It was the time when the sun was setting in the west, and the city of King Yan was also very lively. The banquet started at noon and gradually reached the time when the sun was setting in the west. King Yan invited all the concubines and princes' children in the inner court, and the servants and ministers were having a banquet in the palace. Song and dance.
It was Xinping, Liaodong, and Goguryeo and other dancers and musicians were also captured and brought to the Yan palace. On the occasion of the festival, the prime minister ordered them to present Dongyi songs and dances to entertain the Yan king's ministers. The musicians were seen wearing purple hats and decorated with There are four dancers with bird feathers, their vertebrae are in buns at the back, their foreheads are wiped with crimson, and they are decorated with gold strings. In addition to the common five-string pipa, flute, sheng, transverse flute, and Xiao, the plucked instruments they play also have exotic styles. , harp zither, horizontal harp, vertical harp, etc.
Suddenly, the sound of drums, plucked strings, and wind pipes came together, and the long sleeves were flowing. It was more soft and gentle than the military music and military sounds in the north, and all the ministers were mesmerized.
King Yan didn't realize that he was also a little fascinated, so he couldn't help coming down from the hall and saying in unison: "Hey, the deer roars, eating the wormwood in the wild. I have a distinguished guest, Kong Zhao, who is virtuous. He treats the people without being disobedient, and a gentleman will act accordingly. I have a purpose." Wine, guest style Yan Yiao.”
The Crown Prince couldn't help but sing after the King of Yan: "Hey, the deer roars, the qin of the wild food. I have a guest, playing the harp, harp, and harp. The harp, harp, harp, and harp are harmonious and exquisite. I have a wine, with the heart of Yan's music guest."
"Our Yan country has prosperous rituals and music, and prosperous culture and education, although the Jin Dynasty cannot match it." Mu Yugen stepped forward and said with a smile.
"General Zhe Chong is now exhausted. On this festive day, everyone can drink to their heart's content and never return unless they are drunk." King Yan was delighted.
"I congratulate you, your Majesty, for your eternal prosperity and the prosperity of the Yan Kingdom." Everyone toasted in celebration.
King Yan looked around and sat down, but no one saw Murong Ba. He turned to Concubine Lan and asked, "Why didn't Ba'er come here this time? The country of Yan is prosperous, the descendants of the descendants are outstanding, and the son of the beloved concubine is the best. Ba'er will be full. 20. In the Zhou system, King Wen was crowned in the 12th year of his reign. After he moved the capital to Longcheng, the first ceremony was to hold a crowning ceremony for Ba'er, and a ceremony to confer the title of capital and township lord, to show Ba'er's special merit in destroying Yu Wen."
Lan Shuyi leaned away from the table and saluted the King of Yan: "I'm a playful boy. Fortunately, I found a good horse today. I must have been riding across the Beiyuan grassland, so I didn't come. I want to ask the King for forgiveness." , I’m sorry for the delay, kid.”
"Haha, where does the crime come from? My beloved, get up quickly." King Yan said and quickly motioned for Concubine Lan to sit down. King Yan sighed: "After all, he is the son of my Murong family. He will not forget to ride and shoot, and he will have a good seat." It's easy to get, but a good horse is hard to find, so leave him alone. It's not important to stay alone. All the ministers, princes, etc. in the capital can come. Today is the Lantern Festival, and the banquet will be long. If you want to go back to accompany your wife, family, and children, you can Please leave the table first and forgive your innocence."
All the ministers burst into laughter and said one after another: "Thank you, King Yan, for your consideration."
"Your Majesty, this can all be forgiven. I think that boy Murong Ba must have gone with that little girl Duan Xian." Mu Yugen sat on the side of the Crown Prince and whispered closely.
"Isn't it better to just let him go?" The prince said leisurely, "It's strange that I haven't seen my uncle come this time. This kind of banquet is the most active one for him, so he shouldn't be."
"Yes, I haven't seen her before today. It's a good day. Is it possible that I missed something by going to that private house to meet the actress Mei Ji?"
"Uncle Yu Xiaojie has never had any intention. Now is a great opportunity to flatter King Yan. He will not forget it. Something important must have happened."
"What the prince said is true. Now, except for Han Shou, the chief deacon of Shangyuan, and his subordinates, as well as Murong Han and Murong Ba who are about to die, almost all the officials who can come are here. It is really strange."
At this time, the dancers in the hall had changed into square mountain crowns and danced gracefully in the hall.
King Yan was looking at the case, and suddenly he was touched and said: "It turns out that when the king was alive, Gu and his brothers Murong Han, Murong Ren and Murong Zhao all completed their studies and practiced the ceremony to honor Liu Zan. These eight hundred people Dance is a Confucian classic. It entered our country of Yan at that time. Now the brothers are withered, and Brother Han is seriously injured and cannot drink and talk about love..."
"Father, don't worry." Murong Ke left the table and said, "I, the children of the Murong family, must live in harmony with each other and serve my father and the prince wholeheartedly. If our country of Yan no longer suffers from the regret of brothers fighting against each other, it will be a big disaster in the world."
"Father, your sons and ministers must be kind to their brothers, love their children and nephews, and never harm their own flesh and blood." Murong Jun also left the table, squatted side by side with Murong Ke and said to King Yan with his hands raised.
"Gu De'er is so superior to the thousands of horses in the front army. Brothers work together and their sharpness can break through gold." King Yan raised his glass and said, Gu, with this bottle, I pay homage to the ancestors of our Murong family."
All the ministers raised their glasses and drank to the full.
