Qingchuan History

Chapter 51

At night, at Xu time, the Hall of Turning the Lanterns.

Diyan entered the imperial study room to change for tea, glanced at Gu Xinglang who was buried in the booklet, hesitated for a while and said:

"Your Majesty, you haven't been to the two ladies' place for more than half a month. What's the arrangement for tonight?"

The two wives are naturally referring to Shangguan Concubine and Duan Xirun.For various reasons, although there are four wives in this palace, there are only two who are actually serving the bed.

Gu Xinglang didn't raise his head, and didn't answer, his gaze moved quickly from top to bottom on the notebook, and he spit out four words after a long time:
"Pick her up."

The light chariot of the Wanlan Hall did not pick up the second person.And if it is Mrs. Yu, he will say "Wan Ling"; if it is Mrs. Zhen and Mrs. Jin, he will directly say these two titles; if it is Princess Chunfeng, he will use "call" instead of "receive". .

There is only one person in this palace, he will say: her.

"Yes."

Di Yan took the order, went out of the imperial study and ordered:
"Chuan chariot, go to Yuehuatai."

When Ruan Xueyin came in, her complexion was not pretty.She was always calm, with little emotion on her face, so Gu Xinglang was a little surprised at first glance.

"You can hang an oil bottle from your mouth. It's a pity that there is no mirror here."

Ruan Xueyin seldom hears this kind of metaphor, because no one talks like that in Pengxi Mountain, so the "heart and heart" left such a deep impression on her.At this time this is also.

But she was not happy, so she didn't want to dwell on this interesting metaphor.But she didn't know that she was pouting her lips. At this moment, she understood the meaning of hanging the oil bottle, so she subconsciously pursed her lips and tried to take it back.

So cute.

These words came to Gu Xinglang's mind, and then he felt very scary, so he quickly picked up the teacup, took a big gulp and swallowed it, as if he could wipe out those four words.But Ruan Xueyin said softly:

"Your Majesty will turn his back on what he says, and repay favors with revenge. It is considered polite for ministers and concubines to do so."

Gu Xinglang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "When will I turn my back on my word and repay my kindness with revenge?"

Ruan Xueyin walked to the outside of the book case, directly opposite him, and said righteously: "I don't need to repeat what I have done for the king. But the king doesn't want to take me into the Jizhao Pavilion. And just go in, not Borrow the map of Heluo."

Gu Xinglang laughed: "These things you do are all your own plans. I never said that if you do these things, I will lend you things. How do you turn back on your promises? Let me ask myself that I treat you well. You have been the only one to sit in the palace of the Qing chariot, no matter what, there is no 'revenge', right?"

Ruan Xueyin was still aggrieved: "Stakes, risks, gains and losses, we have already talked through it last time. For Jun, this transaction is guaranteed to make a profit, so why can't you agree?"

A cold and quiet fairy-like person, known for her intelligence, a beautiful girl who seems to be calculating everything. At this time, because things go against her wishes and she meets her opponent, she finally pouts her lips in a hurry. The picture is very eye-catching.

Gu Xinglang really wanted to laugh, so he held back, looked at her and said, "Come here."

Ruan Xueyin was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had not "passed" during the sickness period, so she walked around the huge ebony desk and walked to him.I saw him pushing the three books piled up in the corner of the desk to his eyes, obviously there were only three books, but they were extremely tired, because each book was very thick.

The top one can see the cover, but there is no title.

"what is this?"

"Don't you want to enter Jizhao Pavilion?"

Ruan Xueyin was puzzled, so she picked up the top book and opened it.People who have grown up in the pile of books are extremely skilled in technique, and they can already know what they know after a few flips.

This is not a book, but many pages full of words bound together into a volume.The paper pages are not uniform, there are at least a dozen types, and the handwriting on different paper pages is also different.But they are all about the same person, and they are all called His Majesty. Ruan Xueyin looked at it for a moment and confirmed that the "Your Majesty" in different handwriting is the same person:
Yu Wenyu.The first king of the Yuwen family, who established the Great Yan Dynasty, also built the Jizhao Pavilion and put the Heluo map in it.

Ruan Xueyin was puzzled, but she was not in a hurry to ask questions, and picked up the second book to read.The person is still called His Majesty, and the pages and handwriting are still inconsistent, but the events described do not seem to be talking about Yu Wenyu.

She looked carefully at a few items and found that the protagonist should be the second monarch of the Yuwen family, Yuwen Dai.

The third book is similar to the first two, except that "Your Majesty" refers to a different person, who is the son of Yu Wendai and the third Yanjun Yu Wencheng.

The wonderful thing is that Ruan Xueyin only judges the object of her narration through some established facts mentioned in the text.There is still a lot of content that she has never seen.

She asked herself to read all the records of the kings of Qingchuan, including the so-called unofficial histories.These should also be unofficial histories, but judging from the handwriting on the paper, they don't seem to come from the folk.

"These are from Yan Palace?"

"good."

Ruan Xueyin was surprised: "How?"

Gu Xinglang leaned back in his chair, and said leisurely: "Since ancient times, official historians have recorded the affairs of kings, but there are so many people in the palace, how can we stop those who do good things from writing diaries? For example, you have come to Turn the Waves Palace every night recently. Even if it is clear, I can tell him not to write it. But the servants of the Wanlan Palace know that as long as one of them writes it down and keeps it quietly, it can be passed on to future generations. If If it is passed on properly, it will not be a problem to pass it on for a hundred years or a thousand years."

Ruan Xueyin nodded: "That's true. And the unofficial history from the palace is more credible than those circulated by the people." She thought for a moment and looked at him: "These have been collected since the reign of Taizu?"

Gu Xinglang said calmly: "It's my 12-year achievement. It's still going on."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at her expression, as calm as Ruan Xueyin, and she looked at him with bright eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. I know it's powerful."

Ruan Xueyin ignored his boasting, thinking that he was the same age as her, 12 years old, so he started doing this at the age of eight.At the age of eight, she has been in Pengxi Mountain for four years, the foundation of stargazing has just been laid, and the official history of Qingchuan has not yet been read.And he has already begun to collect unofficial histories, and they are extremely difficult ones.

"You were not the crown prince at that time, why did you collect these?"

This sentence was purely an inquiry and had no other meaning. Gu Xinglang felt it, and said calmly: "Because I have already read what I can read, and I really have a lot of curiosity, so I have to look for what I haven't read."

Ruan Xueyin said with emotion: "It turns out that it will be useful one day." She was thoughtful and seemed to be quite moved: "It is so rewarding to share with others. It must be fun to take it out now."

For those who love to read history and think they have read enough, it is like someone who has been digging for treasure for several years and suddenly discovers a new world.She knew that pleasure too well.

Gu Xinglang really didn't share it with others. Firstly, there is no suitable person, and secondly, there is no need.Now that there is a suitable person, there is a need to a certain extent, and the other party fully understands and appreciates its value, this feeling is really——

very good.

But he has been calm for several years, and he is no longer used to expressing emotions, so he just said lightly: "I don't know if it will be useful or not. The six gates of Jizhao Pavilion were set up by the kings of the six dynasties of Yan Kingdom. Starting from the innermost one, one dynasty after another , going out year by year, and now there are three unsolved ways, which happened to be written by these three people. No one knows in which year they set up a checkpoint and sealed the door, and they have to read their lives as much as possible, otherwise what will happen? Break the question?"

(End of this chapter)