Chapter 26 Chapter Twenty Six

"Wang Jian met his foster father!" After saying that, Wang Jian knelt down in front of Tian Lingzi.This visit was obviously not as uniform as before.Seeing Wang Jian kneeling down, Li Shitai immediately bowed to Tian Lingzi; then Zhang Zao thought about it, and knelt down anyway; only Jin Hui stood aside alone, not intending to bow to Tian Lingzi at all. Wang Jian suddenly panicked, and turned his head to wink at Jin Hui, but Jin Hui's face sank like water and his brows were furrowed, like a wooden sculpture. "This general, isn't he unwilling?" "Master Yifu, Guangyuan has been thinking about your old age along the way, maybe he was too excited and lost his composure for a while!" Wang Jian said hurriedly.

"Oh? Is that so?" "That's right!" Li Shitai also said, "Brother Guangyuan accidentally fell off the horse on the way, and his knee was injured. It is inconvenient to give a big gift, so I ask my foster father to look into it!" "Oh..." Tian Lingzi seemed surprisingly tolerant, "If that's the case, let's just go down and wash up first, and you'll have to meet the Holy Majesty later!" "Guangyuan, what happened to you just now? You almost missed a big deal!" Wang Jian complained when he reached the secluded place.

"Guangtu, do you know who Tian Lingzi is? If there hadn't been this eunuch back then, my father wouldn't have been deposed and returned to the land, let alone die in depression! I and Tian Lingzi are at odds, but now I have to admit that I am a thief against my will. Father, can I feel better?" Wang Jian patted Jin Hui on the shoulder: "I was careless, I spoke too harshly just now! I know how you feel now, I feel disgusted when I think of me, Wang Jian, kneeling down to this eunuch who is despised by everyone in the world today, let alone you? I I know you wish you could raise your knife and chop this eunuch, but... but even if you have avenged your family, what will you do next?"

"I don't know...I'm in a mess." "Tell me, what is the purpose of our ten years of conquest and killing?" "As a minister of the Tang Dynasty, I want to repay the emperor's favor and think that the people of the world will survive!" "But what can we do for the benefit of the world? You can lead troops to quell chaos in troubled times, but in prosperous times, are you willing to guard the border for the rest of your life?" "Guangtu, after the Huangchao rebellion subsided, I feel that the world is in chaos. Can we expect the prosperity you mentioned?"

Wang Jian was silent for a long time, and sighed: "I don't know either. I always feel that I am suddenly lost in confusion, and I don't know what the future will look like! I really hope that the world will be peaceful. The emperor granted me a state and county. From then on, we will work hard Seriously go to govern, do some practical things for the poor... You know, I came out of the farm, and I feel sorry for the poor... We have been on horseback for ten years, how many brothers died on the battlefield, but if we don’t see the emperor in the end On the one hand, our ten years of sweat and our brothers’ ten years of blood are all in vain! If we want to see the emperor, can we not please Tian Lingzi? Even if it goes according to what you said, the world will still not be peaceful in the future. What do you think we can do? Could it be that like Lu Yanhong, he became self-reliant and harassed the prefectures and counties? To put it bluntly, this is still the country of the Tang Dynasty, and the only way to follow the emperor is the right way!"

"Guangtu, I understand your thoughts... I didn't think about it just now. Don't worry, even if it's acting, I will continue to act. Like you said, I can't let the blood and sweat of these ten years of fighting go to waste..." On the second day, Li Xuan summoned Wang Jian, Han Jian, Zhang Zao, Jin Hui, and Li Shitai in the palace in Chengdu. He was very grateful when he learned that Wang Jian and others understood the righteousness and abandoned the deer Yan Hong. He will accompany the army to Chengdu in public. Give the name Loyalty Army, number five people are the accompanying five capitals, and each leads the old department to belong to the Left and Right Shence Army.Both Wang Jian and Han Jian were envoys of Shence Army, Jin Hui was envoy of Commander, and Zhang Zao was envoy of Shen Yiwei.With the guard of this new force, Li Xuan could finally leave Chengdu, where he had been in refuge for four years, and set off for Chang'an.

Long Jia moved slowly and mightily to the north. Not far from the north gate of Chengdu, the birthday king Li Jie once again saw the huge stone tablet with the words "Tianhui Town". city.Here is prosperous, here is rich, here are endless scenic spots and landscapes, and there are immortal poems and songs handed down from generation to generation.It seems that you can still hear the sound of Sima Xiangru playing the piano here, and you can feel the feelings of the poet Du Fu who cares about the world... I am leaving here. Although Jincheng is full of joy, it is better to return home early.After all, coming here comes with the misery of almost subjugating the country and the shame of fleeing.Li Jie looked down at the bamboo flute he was holding tightly in his hand. Looking ahead, there seemed to be a glimmer of anticipation in his heart: in front of him was not only the capital where the tombs of the ancestors and ancestors were located, but also a former residence that had once fascinated him. And a figure that can never be erased.

Just a year ago, King Fu told him that because of the festivities between Dongchuan Yang Shili and Tian Lingzi, in a long-planned dispute, the He Zhai where he used to stay was in ruins, and He You's family, who had a close friendship with Tian Lingzi, was tragically killed. Dongchuan army's revenge, the whole family was killed.Li Jie sent his confidant eunuch Deshun to Mianzhou three times to inquire about the whereabouts of the He family, but every time he returned, he brought back disappointment. The car arrived at the Governor's Mansion in Linmianzhou. The more he got to the place he dreamed of day and night, Li Jie became more and more nervous. Is it anticipation or timidity?he does not know.As a child of the royal family, it was the first time that he felt this kind of concern for a woman whom he met once.However, although he is an emperor, he has never had his own freedom, cannot do what he wants to do, and fulfill his own wishes.Often in the middle of the night, looking up at the starry sky, Li Jie can quietly sing a song of missing.The 28-year-old girl four years ago has gradually become blurred in his mind, and only in his dreams can he clearly feel the realm of the high mountain and flowing water.To be honest, Li Jie could hardly remember her face in just a short time, but he deeply remembered the sorrow in her flute.

In the early morning, the city of Mianzhou was drizzled with rain, and the whole world was shrouded in darkness.The rough plank road becomes muddy and difficult to walk in the rain.Tian Lingzi sent an order to rest on the spot for a whole day, and continue to move forward after the rain has passed and the sky is clear to repair the plank road.On the contrary, because of the rain, Li Jie had a chance to breathe. At least, he could feel a glimmer of hope, although this hope was so slim. "My lord, seeing that we are going to stay here for a few days, shall we go to He Zhai to have a look?" Deshun stood respectfully behind Li Jie.

Li Jie shook his head.Although he never went there again, according to Deshun, it was already in ruins, and he didn't want to go back to the place where the dream started to bury the good memories with his own eyes.There is another reason, he hopes that the person he misses can still live in this world, even if he can't be with him.As long as you don't return to the pavilion where you used to play the piano, you can deceive yourself and say that all this is just a lie made up by others. "My lord, go out and relax. There is a restaurant here that serves delicious food." Li Jie also wanted to breathe, so he followed Deshun through the largest market in Mianzhou City, and found a restaurant in a secluded alley.On rainy days, the street market is almost empty, and the business of this restaurant is also cold.Seeing the guests, Xiao Er led Li Jie's master and servant to the spacious upstairs area.Deshun said: "Although this store is not big, the chef's skills are not bad. When I come to Mianzhou several times, the servants always eat and sleep here." It says "Juyuan Building" fluttering in the wind. "Juyuan Building," Li Jie said to himself, "It would be great if it was really 'Juyuan Building'."

After Deshun ordered the dishes, he followed Xiao Er to the kitchen to supervise the cook, saying that he was afraid that the dishes would not be washed cleanly. Alone, Li Jie couldn't help taking out the bamboo flute from his bosom again.In the past four years, this bamboo flute has always been with him, and he has played the sad and desolate tune countless times like now.In an instant, the sound of the flute spread far and wide, and a song of longing was sprinkled in this quiet rain. Not long after, Deshun followed the waiter to serve a plate of dishes, and Li Jie stopped the sound of the flute. The moment he put the bamboo flute on the table and just lifted up the chopsticks, he seemed to notice Next to the shop in the street market opposite, a pair of eyes were staring at him.He turned his head involuntarily, and followed the floor-to-ceiling window lattice to meet the eyes of a woman on the opposite street. At that moment, Li Jie suddenly felt that he had seen that young woman before.Could it be her?really her?Li Jie said it in his heart over and over again.He closed his eyes, and suddenly, the shadow of Miss He's Lian Che appeared in front of him, he opened his eyes again, and shook his head in disappointment.not her!Maybe it's because I miss her too much. Although I haven't seen her for four years, even so, if she is in front of my eyes, I can recognize her.But the woman opposite, although somewhat familiar, was definitely not Lian Che. Deshun followed his master's gaze and looked at the other side: "My lord, that looks like a girl who sells corn buns. This is also a specialty of this place. Why don't I ask her to send two of them?" "Alright." Li Jie glanced out of the window again, and then withdrew his gaze.Deshun was picking up some food for the master, while calling downstairs: "Xiaoer—" "Hey!" The waiter hurried upstairs, "What orders do you have, sir?" "Go ask the girl on the opposite side to bring up two corn buns." "Okay—" After a while, the girl went upstairs with a plate of steaming, yellow pancakes.Li Jie looked at the woman carefully again, but really couldn't remember where he had seen it.But the woman also looked at Li Jie carefully, and approached, when she saw the bamboo flute on the table, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "My lord—" The plate in her hand suddenly fell to pieces, Corn buns rolled all over the floor... "You are..." Li Jie seemed to feel that the person he was looking for was getting closer to him. "My lord, I am Ah Qian! I am Miss Lian Che's maid, Ah Qian!" As soon as the word "Lian Che" came out, Li Jie was startled. He pulled Ah Qian over with almost no regard for dignity, and asked in surprise, "Is it really you? How is your young lady?" "Okay! I just miss my lord every day...My lord, you...do you still remember my young lady?" Li Jie smiled wryly: "I remember! Of course I remember! Whenever I close my eyes and ears, I can hear her flute, and I can see her figure in my heart..." Li Jie couldn't help closing his eyes, suddenly The beautiful past appeared in front of his eyes, and it seemed to his ears that he had whispered poems countless times, and every sentence was so touching. Li Jie's eyes were a little blurred after reciting the song "A Cloud in Wushan"... "Where is miss now?" Deshun also seemed a little impatient. "My lord, come with me." After finishing speaking, Li Jie got up and followed Ah Qian downstairs.When he walked to the street, he suddenly looked back at the guise of the "Juyuan Building" floating in the rain, and an inexplicable gratitude surged into his heart...