Two months.
Gu Yuanbai was frozen with worry for a long time, so long that Tian Fusheng was about to take a step forward before he abruptly raised his hand, "Stand there and don't move."
Tian Fusheng stopped dead in his tracks.
The weather at the end of June is already into the next, Jiangnan's weather is a little wet, but the heat is still there.
The heat in Gu Yuanbai's head rose suddenly.
For three years, Gu Yuanbai had lived a full life.
Xue was far in front of the letters flying one by one toward the back, and it was so time-consuming to travel to and from that the envelopes were almost always twenty or more in number each time they reached Gu Yuanbai's hands.
The same little playthings followed each other everywhere, and he reported the good news in his letters, but Jiang Jin had said in his letters, "Lord Xue has no laughter all day long."
"When Lord Zeng and I went out for wine at our leisure, Lord Xue locked himself in his room. The next day the wood shavings were swept out, and Lord Xue had originally carved many wooden pieces."
"All without the appearance of being in the presence of His Holiness."
Jiang Jin spoke in a subtle manner, but the meaning was clear. When Gu Yuanbai first saw the letter he had written, he was rather embarrassed that he and his subject had exchanged love letters only to be discovered by outsiders, and then he indulged Jiang Jin's incoming letters like this.
A small official of the Supervision Department is always on Xue Yuan, not to mention the head of the Supervision Department, Jiang Jin, since Xue Yuan does not intend to tell the truth, then Gu Yuanbai has no qualms about learning about it from Jiang Jin here, and looking at one thing after another with great interest.
Xue Yuan will hold the long knife and howl Gu Yuanbai's name to the sky after drinking alone and drunk, and will kiss the quilt as if it were Gu Yuanbai. In the daytime, he did not smile, but at night he stood silently looking at the moon until the middle of the day.
Small things were also numerous, as small as when he ate delicious food he would suddenly say, "His Holiness would like to eat this." After saying that, he was stunned again, and even wolfing down his food turned into not being able to eat.
Xue Yuan in the northern frontier starved for a long time, since then on the meal will be extremely important, a meal to eat to full. He previously for the parting of the storm thin, after another can not eat, if not seen with their own eyes, Gu Yuanbai also do not believe that he is so important in his heart, important to the point that has already let him on the meal no longer valued the point.
When he read these things, he only felt like laughing, and while he wanted to laugh, he also felt a mixture of sweet and sour, Jiang Jin really wrote too vividly, as if Xue Yuan was right in front of him. From time to time, Jiang Jin would also attach portraits of Xue Yuan, and he even asked Gu Yuanbai if he could send some portraits over.
Gu Yuanbai is naturally not allowed to wait for the portrait to be sent over, he realized that Jiang Jin originally used his portrait to get Xue Yuan to do something. As long as Xue Yuan does enough good work, Jiang Jin will give him a portrait of temporary relief. For these portraits, Xue Yuan's eyes were red and he fought like a wild ox. Once Jiangjin went to have a drink with Mr. Zeng and forgot to give Xue Yuan the portrait, and in the middle of the night, Xue Yuan was hacked on the bed with a knife and was so scared that he woke up on the spot.
Jiang Jin has never seen Xue Yuan's frightening demeanor, the usual hypocrisy retreat, appalling to as horrible as the evil spirits.
In bits and pieces, it did allow Gu Yuanbai to see a look that Xue Yuan had never shown in front of him.
In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient, so these letters became particularly precious, thoughts of these small things with the precipitation of the pain brought about by longing for less, boredom and laughter much more.
And now they're two months into their return trip from Kang.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but think: Would Xue Yuan rush back day and night?
As soon as the thought came out, he couldn't help but cough out lightly, and the aroma in the room seemed to turn thicker.
When the political affairs were busy, he did not think much about it, but now, in a steep moment, the itch was like ants, from the bottom of the heart along the bone marrow to the limbs.
The heat is so intense that you have perceived it yourself.
Summer is really bad, it tends to make people restless.
He's definitely coming back fast and furious.
But he was in charge of five thousand soldiers, with a full squad, and any further rushing was not the kind of method he would have used to rush alone, so perhaps by the time he reached the capital, Gu Yuanbai would have returned to the capital from Fujian.
Gu Yuanbai hooked his lips again as he thought about it.
Despite the twists and turns, as long as Gu Yuanbai thought about what kind of shocked and bewildered look Xue Yuan would show when he returned to the capital but didn't see him, he couldn't stop himself from wanting to laugh again.
Tian Fusheng looked at the saint's look change will know is related to Xue adults, he was relieved, but also can not help but sigh: Xue adults this is to go what good luck, born after three years can still let the saint read him.
The saint is the nine or five, favoring the depth of love so, really let him all to Xue Yuan everywhere pick up, a moment to feel Xue adults are too bold too unruly, a moment to feel Xue adults are not handsome enough, look too tall, appear oppressive, the more you look at the shortcomings of more and more, Tian Fusheng are afraid that he a force, can be the saint's hand to fold.
But I have to say, if you only talk about a sincere, Tian Fusheng this pair of sharp eyes can see the real, Xue adults to the saint's sincerity are covered with a layer of golden light, can not be fake.
"Tian Fusheng."
Tian Fusheng returned to his senses and rushed forward, "I'm here."
Gu Yuanbai put the note away, "Grind."
"Yes." Tian Fusheng was busy preparing the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, grinding the ink for His Holiness.
Gu Yuanbai wrote a letter and sent it to the capital, handing over the news of Jiang Jin and his party's return trip, and arranging for their return to the capital. Just after writing the letter, at the dinner time, Longxing Mansion also prepared a feast to welcome His Holiness.
The Holy Driver stopped at Longxingfu for four or five days in a row, Gu Yuanbai dealt with the political affairs of the capital sent by the fast horse, the same sent people deep into the people to probe the news, the surface of a wave in the dark, to be roughly aware of the situation in Longxingfu, Gu Yuanbai took the people to look at the farmers' fields.
The greenery is rich, and the white cotton in the distance is distant, Gu Yuanbai looked at the ratio of cotton to grain planted, and smiled, "The amount of cotton planted in Longxingfu did not cross the statute under the court, it's very good."
Longxing House officials on the sidelines with the driving, the governor respectfully returned: "Your Majesty rest assured, I, etc., according to the statute half things, half dare not overstep."
"This is very good," Gu Yuanbai nodded, "I along the Yellow River and crossing, I have seen a few places to grow almost as much cotton and grain, the wind and rain can be, if something big happens, the grain store is not full, the local people will suffer. Nowadays, the cotton planted by more people, it is not valuable, although the farmers re-planted the grain, but also can not be slack on this."
The crowd responded, "I am mindful of this."
When walking back from the farmland, some children gathered on the farmland, and when the emperor and ministers passed by, they crisply sang a small poem that was sung in the south and north of the world: "The north pressed the nomads and swore to defend the pass, the west destroyed the Xia Kingdom and returned in triumph, the beautiful rivers and mountains rose up on the ground, the palace flowers paved the way and the people were happy ......"
The sound of young children's voices rang out, spreading from field to field.
The emperor's ministers stopped in their tracks and looked at them with smiles.
Although Gu Yuanbai was not the founding king, his civil and military achievements had long been no less than those of the founding king. Daheng had long been under his control, and it was a time of rapid economic and cultural development. Since he took power, the output of poems and songs, and miscellaneous compositions and essays had multiplied several times over, and what was reflected behind this was a flourishing era that no one could deny.
Gu Yuanbai focuses on agriculture, military and economy, and treats the people with a variety of land policies that are favorable to the people, who gradually have enough to eat and begin to focus on more things. The world on all sides of the Gu Yuanbai and today's prosperity of the praise every day, Gu Yuanbai originally read these poems still think some exaggeration, but personally after a tour he will know, this is not an exaggeration.
The poets who love their own country look at the peaceful days now, they are proud of a mouthful of pride can not be expressed, can only be placed in poetry and song, trying their best to show with the future generations that they are now living in the days of how happy, Daheng and how beautiful.
They wrote poems about everything from the Nine to Five, down to the lotus picker and the wood chopper.
And most of the poems made in the midst of the heyday are light-hearted and high-spirited, as if they were young men in high spirits, just waiting for the day when the ship would ride the waves.
The many poems, not to mention other things, just a single bed has left many masterpieces to be passed down to the next generation. From Gu Yuanbai's perspective, many of them could be included in language textbooks. He sometimes wondered with a little flirtation if there would be 300 Heng Poems in addition to the 300 Tang Poems in the future.
This thought became even more foreboding at this point as he listened to these children recite their poems.
After the children finished reciting their poems, Gu Yuanbai smiled and ordered Tian Fusheng in a low voice, and Tian Fusheng brought the little eunuchs up to distribute some exquisite-looking, sweet and savory pastries.
Kids: "Wow..."
Their eyes widened in surprise, and they cautiously stretched out their hands and smiled a mouthful of teeth, and in the eyes that secretly looked at each other was a joyful excitement that could not be hidden. Tian Fusheng smiled and said, "Go ahead."
The kids ran off red-faced.
Gu Yuanbai has been in Longxingfu stayed until the beginning of July, will turn the land along the Jiangnan East, before going to the two Zhejiang, he first went to Jinghu South to see the gold and iron mines, to appease the people of Jinghu South, who had experienced the riots of the rebels.
Gu Yuanbai do things the same way to come, no hurry, the local officials one by one to see, merit the same view, guilty of the disposal, merited to increase the official.
Along the way, because he had in the south before he said that there is no need to treat extravagantly, each local officials also know that he says one thing and does not act in the same way, did not appear to be inconsistent behavior to welcome the driver.
In Jinghu South whisked around half a month, the holy driving towards the two Zhejiang and go, on the way through the border of Jiangnan, Chu Wei special to pay a visit, "Your Majesty, not far from here is the minister familiar with the Mr. hidden in the mountains and forests, Mr. love to appreciate the paintings, but also love to paint, not only talent, hiding paintings is also very much. Your Majesty can call this gentleman to see a side?"
Gu Yuanbai actually had no interest in calligraphy and painting, the value that calligraphy and painting represented was what was of interest to him as a layman. He looked at Chu Wei's look of anticipation hidden between his brows and eyes and thought for a moment, "Is the road far?"
The corners of Chu Wei's mouth were already smiling, "It's not far, sir is within ten miles."
"What's the point of calling someone who's hidden in the mountains and forests to come here when it's such a short distance?" Gu Yuanbai laughed, "Going to see someone else's painting, is it hard to ask them to bring it? Set up the car, I'll go there myself."
It's a good time to look at the landscape and rest your eyes.