"Han Yan, keep up, come out to the palace and dress up. Do you think you are a little girl!" Liu Che glared at Han Yan, who was still looking in the mirror behind him, and urged him in a more intense tone.

"Immediately, my face is a little gray. I'll come over after wiping it!"

"..." (Undescribable hit)

Han Yan, who had an extra bag on her head, screamed and touched the wound. She was in pain for a while and then covered her hair with her, and then she felt wronged to follow Liu Che.

This time when Liu Che went out of the palace, the person he went to find was Sima Xiangru, a little music official who took the idle job and didn't have to work and recited verses all day long.

The palace was too monotonous. It would be great if he could be appointed as the commander of Xielu, to create some music for the palace and to activate singing and dancing.

This is also a reward for his hard work of keeping his mouth shut for himself and preserving printing. After all, it is painful to hide it. You cannot talk to others at all, and you will also be subjected to other people's speculations.

The same folk songs are composed.

Good things are to be shared with everyone,

Liu Che likes to see it more.

Music and dance are no longer exclusive to the palace.

But people in the world are unwilling to be lonely, and music and dance appear like farmland.

A beautiful lady and gentleman are good friends. No matter whether Sima Xiangru has ulterior motives or not, he at least wished to win the heart of his wife to leave and marry a concubine. He would not be separated from his old age, and to make the story of the phoenix and the phoenix a classic love music that has passed down from generation to generation!

If Sima Xiangru is a wealthy person, then at least he is determined, talented and has a good appearance. Isn’t this the same thing compared to raising funds to build a career, and kings, princes, generals, and ministers as disciples? Can you say that crowdfunding is a platform for individuals to be greedy for money and fame? A gentleman loves money and gets it well, and he is open and upright! What can I blame for making money with my ability?

If there is any slander in later generations,

That can only be said that someone is jealous of him! He can't stand other people's beauty in their arms, but he can't stand others' talent and keep the tributes that will be left for thousands of years!

The so-called dirty Tang and smelly men were just the fantasy of some people, and they imposed the extravagant examples of nobles and nobles on the people of the world. When they saw that the Tang and Han dynasties were the most glorious era in China, they deliberately sought recommendations, and the big trees attracted the wind and attracted the public! Who knows that, looking at the past and present, aren’t the nobles all of the marquis, kings and nobles all of them in this way?

Sima Xiangru's mansion is very elegant. Although this courtyard in the corner of Shangguan Street is small, it has all the internal organs, with a few plum blossoms, a few pavilions, and a few servants, simple and neat.

The hostess in the mansion was doing a female-like job in the house. Zhuo Wenjun, who once sold wine on the street with Sima Xiangru, married again, and did not go out of the door, and focused on taking care of his husband and children, and lived a leisurely life.

When Sima Xiangru, who had been writing a fool, learned that the emperor was coming, finally finished writing. After a while, he wrote half a poem, and then put down his pen and went to welcome Liu Che.

The Emperor comes in person,

How dare you neglect?

Sima Xiangru has gained a little weight, and her face is no longer thin, but is a little fuller.

Appreciating half of the poem, Liu Che pursed his lips and said, "Sima Xiangru, aren't you going to finish writing it? I want to see if our talented men deserve their reputation!"

"Haha, Your Majesty, please give me some time. Xiangru will finish this poem immediately!"

I picked up the pen again to continue the idea that I had just broken above, so it took Sima Xiangru a longer time to recall it. After a while, he finally turned around the half poem, and the pen was circulating and finally finished.

"Okay, Your Majesty! Your Majesty? Where are you?" Sima Xiangru turned around and found that there was no one behind him, so he hurriedly looked around.

Your Majesty lost?

No!

Sima Xiangru, who was anxious, was stunned. What was going on?

Putting the good fu aside, I was about to call Liu Che, but I never thought that there was a person climbing down from the plum tree next to me...

"Your Majesty, why did you come down from the tree? I'm asking you to appreciate this new vocabulary! I've just had a sudden effort and no one was seen! I'm scared to death!" Sima Xiangru smiled bitterly.

Why are you worried about me? You just climb a tree? If you become an emperor, will you become fragile? Patch the dust off your hands and shake your clothes. Liu Che curled his lips and said, "I will just climb a tree and pick a flower, will I lose it? That is, I just saw that the fragrance of flowers on your plum tree is so strong that I just started to climb a tree."

"Is there still a shortage of plum blossom trees in the palace? Your Majesty, are you joking? The plum blossoms in my house are just bought through some messy channels. How can they compare to the orthodox plum blossom varieties in the imperial garden?" Sima Xiangru wondered. Your Majesty still likes unorthodox flower species?

"A hundred flowers bloom, each with their own wonders. Those who are hysterical orthodox are just the standards of others. In my opinion, it is worth understanding that one is not confined to the whole world and the love of the world is not limited to one's character!"

"Your Majesty said, heroes start from the smallest, and are good at recruiting talents, so that they can protect the country and the country, and have successors!" Sima Xiangru nodded and said.

Fu is a good Fu. Although Liu Che cannot write such a good literary thing, he can still appreciate it. It is clear and profound in its style. It is still a work of famous artists. It is not as good as Zixu Fu. It is just because of the limitations of the subject matter, not because of the decline in writing.

Putting down a piece of writing and looking at each other with a smile, Liu Che then expressed his purpose of this trip. "Actually, I came here today to appoint you. Are you willing to do this position as the Chief of the Xielu?"

"I am willing to do it! I wait a lot, but I just want to give up the blame. How could I give up this great opportunity easily? To be honest, Your Majesty, you said, I was complaining a few days ago that it is really hard for me to stretch my hands and feet as a small music official."

Seeing that Liu Che was willing to use him more, Sima Xiangru was no longer implicit and revealed all his thoughts.

With a smile, Liu Che made a rare fist and said, "Then let me say that. If one day you say something tired to me, I will cure your sins and make you unable to bear it!"

"I obey the order! I will definitely live up to your Majesty's entrusted!"

Since one has been appointed, Zhou Yafu and Zhidu should come back. Liu Che has already thought that Zhou Yafu can be the general and take charge of Xiliuying together with his younger brother Zhou Jian first, and Zhidu is still his lieutenant. After all, investigating and enforcing the law is the old task.

Although both of them can be generals and command troops to fight, they can win a decisive victory thousands of miles away. However, the war cannot be launched. Although the country is rich, the people cannot be called strong. The starvation of the Han Dynasty still plagued the Han Dynasty. It is better to forget the military and military affairs. Without developing business, how could Liu Che do the tyrant journey, which is exhausting the people and hurting money?

Appoint them first and make them feel at ease. This is what Liu Che should do.

the next day,

A farmer took off his common clothes from the outskirts of Chang'an City, took the appointment edict with a proud look on his face, put on his official uniform, and went straight to Weiyang Palace to take office. All the officials who knew him were shocked and did not dare to approach him, and left in panic.

Prime Minister Wei Wan and Taiwei Dou Ying also looked like they saw a ghost, and their hearts were overturned.

Didn’t he be killed long ago?

Could it be that the late emperor set up a plan?

Has the stolen reason saved his life?

Zhou Yafu of the Zhou Mansion also defeated the decadence. He waited for a long time this day...

Although he was old, he didn't want to rest for a moment. Only in the army could he feel the blood. Staying at home would only make him drowsy, like a death knives ringing in his ears, depressing and dull.
Chapter completed!