It was a sunny day just now, but in the blink of an eye the clouds turned dark. Soon, another snowfall fell from the sky, covering the 800-mile Qinchuan River in misery.
Snowflakes as white and soft as reed flowers are flying in the air, rolling and dancing between the sky and the earth with the north wind.
The weather is a bit cold, but it’s a good time to cook wine and enjoy plum blossoms.
In the garden of Shen Guogong Mansion.
The lotus pond has been frozen for a long time. In the pavilion beside the pond, servants have already prepared the charcoal stove and clay pot, and put a wind fence around it so that the north wind cannot penetrate, so the coldness has been reduced a lot.
The heavy snow made the continuous terraces and buildings of Duke Shen's Mansion feel cold, desolate, and quiet, as if they were isolated from the world. Except for the small sound of falling snowflakes and the sound of the kettle on the small red clay stove, there was no other sound.
.
The maids and servants were sent away far away, and the two of them sat opposite each other in the pavilion.
The floor was covered with thick brocade mats to keep out the cold.
Shen Guogong Gao Shilian was over sixty years old, but he was well-maintained. He wore a large cotton robe with dark patterns of Shu brocade and longevity characters, and he looked noble. He had a peaceful smile on his face with Chinese characters, and his gray beard was neatly trimmed, giving him an air of magnanimity.
Sitting opposite him was none other than Changsun Wuji.
Changsun Wuji looked a little haggard. He lifted the kettle on the stove with his own hands, washed the tea, made the tea, and divided the tea. His movements were skillful and his demeanor was respectful.
Changsun Wuji lost his father when he was young. He, his mother, and his sister were kicked out of the house by his half-brother Sun Anye, and they were raised by his uncle Gao Shilian. Seeing that Li Shimin was talented, Gao Shilian married his niece to him, and Changsun Wuji and Li Shimin became uncles.
It was precisely because of Gao Shilian's care and cultivation that Empress Changsun was the mother of the world, and Changsun Wuji had the power to rule the country.
Changsun Wuji regarded his uncle as his biological father.
Gao Shilian picked up the white and delicate white porcelain tea cup, looked at the crystal green tea soup, took a gentle sip, and a sweet aftertaste lingered in his mouth, fresh and mellow.
Putting down the tea cup, he sighed: "That Fang Er has done something elegant after all. This fresh and timeless tea is indeed twice as elegant as the previous method of making tea that combines all kinds of flavors. There is sweetness in the freshness.
The plainness reveals the eternity, just like life."
Changsun Wuji stared at the cup of tea in front of him and fell silent after hearing this.
Gao Shilian didn't look at him, he slowly sipped the tea and looked at the other side of the lotus pond outside Fengwei.
Of course he understands his nephew. He believes that even if he encounters the most severe setback, this nephew will already figure it out on his own and get out of the bottom, without any need for his own explanations and persuasion.
The snow fell silently and fell to the ground silently.
There was heavy snow in the sky, flying freely and wildly. In an instant, the world between heaven and earth was filled with white snow.
A clump of plum trees by the lotus pond welcomes the frost and snow. The pale red flowers bloom freely in the flying snow. The red flowers are brilliant and the ice is jade. The plum blossoms and the snowflakes complement each other beautifully, although they are a little far away.
, but there still seems to be waves of fragrance rushing towards the nose, which is quiet and pleasant, refreshing.
The fragrance of tea and plum blossoms are indistinguishable...
After a long time, Changsun Wuji let out a long sigh.
Gao Shilian then withdrew his gaze and looked lovingly at Changsun Wuji, only to find that his nephew's face, which had always been full of high spirits, already had many wrinkles of sorrow, as well as deep fatigue and depression.
Time is like water, flowing eastward, and no one can save it for a moment.
They are all old...
After thinking for a while, Gao Shilian asked softly: "How is Chong'er doing now?"
He did not ask where Changsun Chong was now or how he was doing. This was necessary wisdom. Even the closest relatives must remain vigilant enough in this situation. One less person knows, and one less person is missing.
Share worries.
It is a great gift that Your Majesty can remember the past and not pursue the crime of treason committed by Changsun Chong, but let him live and die incognito.
Changsun Wuji pursed his lips, shook his head and replied: "I don't know, but I haven't heard from him since he ran away. I only know that he is probably in the Jiangnan area, but I don't know the actual situation at all."
The most beloved and most promising eldest son has ended up like this, and Changsun Wuji is heartbroken. All the years of love and cultivation have been wiped out in one day, and even Cheng Huan can't do anything.
Is he depressed?
The concern for his son made him even more sad and angry, and he didn't know how to vent it...
Gao Shilian thought for a moment and asked, "Is Changle still in the palace now?"
Changsun Wuji said: "In the past few days, I have been doing cleansing in the Taoist temple with Princess Fangling. Something happened to Princess Gaoyang, so I returned to the palace to take care of her."
Gao Shilian secretly shook his head. This wise and wise nephew was also out of control! Changsun Chong is now absconding in fear of crime. How can he implicate Princess Changle again? Your Majesty has shown the utmost kindness to the Changsun family. If you delay in treating Changle,
The princess's future stance may make His Majesty resentful, which would be very bad.
Princess Changle, that is His Majesty’s eldest daughter, the most beloved daughter of Your Majesty and the eldest grandson Queen during their lifetimes!
Gao Shilian said: "You must make a decision as soon as possible about Changle's future."
Changsun Wuji was stunned, and then suddenly realized.
He is a man of outstanding resourcefulness. Otherwise, how could he help His Majesty Li Er seize the country in adversity? It was just because the eldest son suffered a huge change that damaged his mind. He was unable to accept the current situation for a while, and subconsciously he still retained the idea that one day the eldest son would be able to return to the throne.
There was no hope of returning to the palace, so he did not consider the fate of Princess Changle for a long time.
Now, it's time to make a decision...
Then he said: "My child will go to explain this matter to His Majesty in the near future. It would be better to reconcile..."
In the pavilion, silence fell again.
Changsun Wuji was extremely satisfied with and loved Princess Changle as his daughter-in-law and niece. Princess Changle was deeply loved by her parents, but she didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance. She was well-educated, sensible, gentle and virtuous, making her a unique good match.
It's a pity that we ended up where we are today...
Things are changing like this.
"Gudu Gudu"
The kettle on the stove boiled again.
Changsun Wuji picked up the kettle and made tea again. Then he took a deep breath and said, "How is Shiro doing recently? Has his injury gotten better?"
Gao Shilian's old face twitched...
His son's arrogant and domineering temper has always given Gao Shilian a headache, but he can't change it despite repeated admonitions. But after all, it is his own child who was so seriously injured. It is sheer nonsense to say that he doesn't feel bad, even if he knows that the cause of the incident is his own son.
You are provocative first, but how can you not have any resentment towards Fang Jun?
He sighed and said: "Fortunately, the imperial doctor comes for treatment every few days and says that he will not be disabled, but the kneecap is broken. Even if he recovers, he will not be as flexible as before, especially if he cannot bear gravity.
well……"
Changsun Wuji snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said: "This son is lawless, and I will never give up! Your Majesty actually has the intention to appoint this son as the general manager of the Canghaidao March. I don't know what to say!"
Changsun Wuji hated Fang Jun to his core!
If it weren't for Fang Jun's repeated humiliation of Changsun Chong, Changsun Chong might not have been able to embark on that road of no return! In Changsun Wuji's view, the crime that caused the eldest son to be exiled like a bereaved dog without a home to return to was the culprit.
, it’s Fang Jun!
How could Changsun Wuji, who had always been gloomy and cunning, swallow such a breath?
Not even with Fang Xuanling protecting him!
Gao Shilian frowned and reminded: "Just looking at His Majesty's plan, we know that Dayong Fangjun's intention is actually for the Eastern Expedition. Shiro, please don't act rashly."
Changsun Wuji was the youngest son of Changsun Sheng. He had three elder brothers and was the fourth. Gao Shilian always called him Silang.
Changsun Wuji was about to speak when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps and a servant said outside the pavilion: "Master, the second son of the prime minister's house is outside asking for an audience."
Gao Shilian was slightly stunned, and looked at each other with Changsun Wuji.
If you really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here!
But, what is this little bastard doing in the Duke Shen's Mansion?
The only person in the Duke's mansion who has any interaction with Fang Jun is Gao Zhenxing, but Gao Zhenxing's leg was broken by Fang Jun and he is recuperating from his injuries. He is a real enemy. What is his purpose here?
Gao Shilian thought for a moment and then said coldly: "No!"
Are you kidding me? What kind of place is Duke Shen's mansion? You have hurt my youngest son and you still want to show off and be arrogant. I didn't settle the score with you. I'm already very generous. I don't know how to advance or retreat!
The servant did not retreat, but said with a grimace: "Fang Erlang also said that if the master does not see him, he will bear all the consequences. Don't say that he was unforeseen..."