Don't be clouded

Chapter 30 Taking office

The house given to Ji Bieyun by Emperor Yuan Hui was not small, and there was a garden behind it.

They found several jars of wine in the kitchen, and simply took all the jars to the pavilion by the lake, and took advantage of the spring to get drunk.

Ji Bieyun was injured, so he only dared to drink a couple of sips, it was boring to see Xu Yang pouring wine into the bottle, so he asked the coachman to deliver a letter to the palace, asking if Prince Xian was free.

However, as soon as the coachman left the door, Prince Xian arrived at Ji's residence with a lot of things.

The prince sat down in the pavilion indifferently, waved at the dozen or so servants outside the pavilion, and said, "I'll put everything away and go to the kitchen to get some side dishes. What's the point of drinking."

Ji Bieyun was dumbfounded, and asked, "What is your lord doing?"

"Your house is empty, I'll buy something for you." Prince Xian reached for a jar of wine and said casually, "I'll send you some servants."

Before Ji Bieyun could find a suitable refusal, Prince Xian added: "By the way, Xu Yang is also left to you. You two are familiar with each other, so it is good to have a consultation with you when you do things in the future. He has learned a lot from me." If you don’t have the ability to be a housekeeper, you won’t be able to take care of your house.”

Ji Bieyun looked at Xu Yang suddenly, but found that this person seemed to have known about it a long time ago, so he was not surprised at all, and he was still drinking with his head raised.After squinting his eyes and taking a few sips, he caught a glimpse of his hesitation, and said, "If you're sorry, why don't you give me twice the salary, isn't it too much?"

He smiled, and let go of his guard for now, "I'm afraid you will have to drink northwest wind with me for the first two months."

Xu Yang asked suspiciously: "Why, you have already thought about how to spend the first two months' salary?"

Ji Bieyun lifted his chin, and looked at Guan Chen who had been pretending to be invisible.

"I still owe Master Guanchen a lot of silver, and I have to pay off the debt first."

Prince Xian laughed loudly, leaning his back against the railing, and pointed at the monk, "You are willing to pay it back, but Guan Chen may not be willing to take it back. Why is it so clear?"

Xu Yang immediately booed: "How about this, you make a bet with Master Guanchen, you don't have to pay back the money if you win, how about it?"

Ji Bieyun raised his eyebrows, "You let the monks gamble? Brother Xu, I'm afraid you're already drunk."

Xu Yang shook his head, feeling really uncomfortable, threw the empty wine jar on the ground, and stood up slightly wobbly.

"I have long wanted to have a good fight with you. In this way, if I lose, I will help you pay back the money. If you lose..." Xu Yang thought for a while and continued, "Buy me a few more pots Come drink."

Ji Bieyun rested for many days, worried that his body was not active, so he immediately stood up.

But Guan Chen suddenly said: "The wound of the benefactor Ji is still open, how to hit?"

Prince Xian glanced at the monk and said with a smile: "You still worry about this, isn't Xu Yang also a drunkard who can't walk steadily, let Ji Yao use his left hand to do it. Happy today, let them mess around."

"then!"

Ji Bieyun threw the wine glass in his hand, fell into Guan Chen's arms, and was firmly caught.The boy dragged the drunk Xu Yang out of the pavilion, and said enthusiastically, "I won't let you."

"Whoever asks you to let go, don't look down on people."

The two of them fought together before they finished speaking, one wounded and the other drunk, like playing house.

The two people in the booth watched from a distance, not intending to get involved.Prince Xian poured a glass of wine, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

"Good wine, something from the palace. It's a pity that you have never tasted the taste of this cup since you became a monk when you were young."

Guan Chen held a cup in one hand, he had already finished drinking the tea Ji Bieyun made for him, rubbing the smooth cup with his fingertips, wondering what he was thinking.

Prince Xian glanced at it, and said quietly: "Stop worrying about others, and think more about yourself. My emperor brother has never been interested in Buddhism, and now he is following the emperor's will and dare not slack off on Xuanqing Temple. As the days go by, the fate of Xuanqing Temple will be difficult to say."

Guan Chen raised his eyes and looked at the calm lake, frowning slightly, "Master has just recovered from a long illness, and his mood has become more and more peaceful, and all the monks in the temple just want to continue to be stable."

"What about you, what do you think?" Ming Wang asked, "In the future, when you take over the mantle, you must keep the Xuanqing Temple safe. Zen Master Jueming is all about avoiding the world, and he never cares how fierce the fight in Chenjing is, but you know that Yes, no one can stay out of it."

The monk stood up and gently put the cup back on the table.

"Let's take one step at a time."

Prince Xian sneered, "You fooled me and didn't take it seriously. If you say that you are a short-sighted person who takes one step at a time, I don't even have the surname Ming."

"Your Majesty, speak carefully."

Mingwang sighed leisurely, "Forget it, let's just muddle along."

The two people outside the pavilion stopped in the middle of the fight, just because Xu Yang was so drunk that everyone had double images.

Ji Bieyun didn't enjoy himself at all, waved his hand and went back to the pavilion, lifted the teapot but found it was empty, so he poured himself a glass of wine and drank it down.

At this moment, Prince Xian had already picked up his golden wrong knife and played with it over and over again. When he saw him come back, he asked, "Take this knife with you. If you think about it, no one from You Xiaowei will bother you."

He tossed the cup casually, and replied: "Don't take this one with you, just keep it at home as an offering. All I want is the ring-shouldered sword I received from the Armed Forces Supervision."

Although this knife looks luxurious and shows the kindness of the king, it is too inconvenient to hold it, and it is not useful.Besides, Ji Bieyun was not used to such colorful weapons, it looked awkward.

Prince Xian said with a smile: "That's fine, I also sent someone to send your ring-sword sword. Since ancient times, knights and generals have been equipped with precious swords. If you don't want precious swords, you should give your saber a nice name, right?"

"Choose a name?" Ji Bieyun was taken aback, isn't this what the chivalrous men in the storybook do?

But he really thought about it, his mind went blank, but he happened to catch a glimpse of spring reflected on the lake.Winter is over, and he has finally settled down in Chenjing, why not just call...

"Just call it Que Han."

He couldn't win the Dengque Meeting with Liu Yunjing's name, and he couldn't mention his family.Fortunately, the little monk Huizhi was also his former family member, and Huizhi's common name is hardly known.I named my knife "Quehan" as a commemoration.

Prince Xian and Guan Chen were both taken aback.

Ji Bieyun caught a glimpse of the two people's momentary stupefaction, and he was also puzzled, "Why, isn't that a bad word?"

Prince Xian's expression looked purely puzzled, as if he was thinking about how to write these two words, "Does it have any meaning?"

Ji Bieyun remembered that Huizhi had explained the meaning of Zhao Quehan's name to himself, so he brought out the original words.

"It's too cold in winter, maybe I want to get rid of the cold."

As soon as these words came out, Guan Chen suddenly opened his mouth, his pupils like ink reflected the spring light in the sky.

"As the benefactor wishes."

**

Early the next morning, Ji Bieyun left the city gate and rode to the barracks where You Xiaowei was.

He didn't sleep well the night before, and the image of his father leading the army turned over and over in his mind.Although the military strength of Lingzhou Duwei's Mansion is not large, it is stationed at an important border area, so it is drilled frequently on weekdays, and the soldiers are also brave and good at fighting.

I don't know what is the difference between Youxiaowei in the capital and the Duwei's mansion, and he will lead troops as soon as he takes office, so he is unavoidably nervous.

Before Ji Bieyun saw the gate of the camp, he heard the shouts of the soldiers.When he rode his horse to the gate of the camp, soldiers came to take the reins before the horse stopped.

"Is it General Ji Zhonglang? The general is already waiting for you in the tent of the Chinese army."

He got off his horse, thanked him, and hurried into the gate.

The place was dusty, every tent was dusty as far as the eye could see, and further inside was a huge open space, at least thousands of people present were divided into several square teams, and they were all training.

As soon as he appeared, it seemed like a spectacle, attracting the eyes of many people, and the eyes of those people were not friendly.In addition to looking around, I was also a little wary.

Ji Bieyun expected that his appointment would not be smooth, so he glanced around and walked towards the innermost Chinese army tent as if nothing had happened.

He straightened his back and came to the outside of the Chinese army's tent with countless eyes. He nodded at the soldiers guarding the door and said, "I'm here to find General Shi."

Before the guard could speak, a thick and dignified voice came from inside the tent.

"Come in."

Ji Bieyun opened the curtain and walked in, and saw the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk.The man was wearing light armor and was flipping through the documents on the case without even lifting his head.

After he saluted and shouted "I pay respects to General Shi", he raised his eyelids and looked at him.His face was also exposed from the shadows, his facial features were regular, but his face looked a bit fierce.

"Are you Ji Yao?"

Shi Rui didn't say anything, Ji Bieyun couldn't get up, he still knelt on one knee, and replied: "Exactly."

"I also went to see the Dengque meeting twice. You are very skilled." The man spoke forcefully, but he seemed to slow down his speech on purpose, appearing a little contemptuous.

Ji Bieyun lowered his eyes and didn't answer.After a while, the man's tone changed, and he said seriously: "But the brain is too stupid, and the temper is too strong."

Shi Rui stood up from behind the desk, the armor on his body jingling as he moved.

"You are suitable to go to the battlefield and charge at the front line, but it is impossible to be a good general."

Ji Bieyun remained unchanged.

There was some truth to what was said, and he agreed with half of it.And it's just a verbal blow, it's nothing to him.

He thought for a moment, and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "The humble officer believes that generals should also have the consciousness to charge forward."

Shi Rui sneered, and said again: "Really, I expected that you would not be convinced. Today you come to my right Xiaowei, and I have no right to expel you, but I can give you 200 people, and when you let me Come to me after they obey the order."

Seeing that Ji Bieyun didn't answer for a while, the man raised his tone: "Why, don't you dare? If you don't dare, go to the Holy Majesty and say that you are timid and want to withdraw all rewards. I beg Your Majesty to calm down and give You leave a whole body behind."

Ji Bieyun lowered his head, the silence just now was actually because he was a little dazed, this man's tone reminded him of his father leading the army, but General Shi seemed to especially like to hit his subordinates.

These derogatory words sounded to him as an opportunity, an opportunity to serve the people in the army.

He raised his head after suppressing all expressions, and replied in a deep voice.

"Impossible to take orders."

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General Ji's promotion (no