In Xie Fang's mansion, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and winter is approaching.

It is a small pavilion with a few bright lights on both sides. In this era, oil lamps are actually a luxury. Ordinary people are reluctant to surround the oil lamps in front, back and forth like Xie Fang. If the wick is high, it will be brighter and consume more lamp oil or oil wax.

Xie Fang plays the piano and wears the ring and ding dong, but there is no whole song, it is all small clips.

Xu Jie was also learning to walk on the side, stroking the strings, making mostly noises. Whenever a short piece of music was touched, Xu Jie would laugh and feel very good.

Xu Jie, who was originally a chess student, has now even learned the piano. Learning the piano is much harder than learning the chess student. At first, his fingers were covered with blood blisters. The blood blisters broke and scabs would bleed. Later, calluses slowly grew, and this kind of torture was missing.

Xu Jie was the time when the blood blisters formed scabs and bleeding, and the pain continued. However, Xu Jie did not grin, but instead smiled from time to time.

"Wenyuan, have you learned the way of music?" Xie Fang asked.

"I haven't learned it." Xu Jie replied subconsciously, and then said: "However, it's considered to be in contact."

Xie Fang asked again when he heard this, he was puzzled and asked: "Did you learn it or have you never learned it?"

Xu Jie replied seriously: "I have been exposed to syllables. Some strange people have marked syllables with numbers, but they have been exposed to some of them."

"Number standard syllables? One, two, three, four, five? I'm too lazy to be too lazy." Xie Fang smiled.

Xu Jie smiled and replied: "Well, you are lazy, it's much more convenient, but that's seven numbers, and there are seven sounds, not five sounds."

Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng Yu, Xu Jie first came into contact with it. The musical sounds in China since ancient times have been mainly recorded in the five tones, not the later seven tones, so there is the word "five tones incomplete". Compared with the seven tones, it is "Do, La, Mi, So, La", which is "gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu". Without the two sounds of "fa, Xi". However, it is not that ancient music scores cannot record the seven tones, but the same is recorded, but the five tones are mainly recorded.

Xu Jie didn't understand these at first, but now he understood a lot. He also held a lot of energy in his heart. He thought that he would be able to master the piano skills and make a new song. The difference between syllables is the vibration of the length of the strings, so the syllables are determined at the place where the fingers are pressed, and then tweak the strings with another hand to produce different syllables. The tone is determined by the thickness of the strings. Generally, the thick strings come out with the bass and the thin strings come out with the treble.

The way of music music is the only enjoyment of the best people for thousands of years. From the chimes of Chu to Boya Ziqi, they are all exclusive to the nobles. The six arts of gentlemen, rituals, music, archery, archery, books, numbers, and music rank second. Even if the lower class people can chant a few small songs, most of them don’t know what Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu is. Using numbers to mark syllables is actually a shortcut to the promotion of music to more people.

"It is not the method of five sounds? It is similar to the method in Gongzi score, and it is also impossible." Xie Fang was not confused. The method of seven sounds was found in the Han Dynasty. The so-called method of recording Gongzi score was born in the Han Dynasty.

"The way of music music has been the way of gentlemen since ancient times. If ordinary people can also enjoy the joy of it, it would be a good thing. The method of seven sounds of numbers can also lead to five-line methods, and recording beats is more intuitive and easier to play." Xu Jie said again.

"The method of five lines? I have never heard of it. I will write it in Japanese and take a look with me." Xie Fang was also a little curious.

Xu Jie thought about it and actually Xu Jie didn't understand it very well, but he knew some of the truths. The main thing was obviously to rely on Xu Jie to edit it temporarily, and then said, "After learning this piano skill well, I will write it out and take a look with the teacher."

Only after learning piano skills well can Xu Jie truly understand music theory, and it will be not difficult to make it up like this.

Xie Fang nodded, saw the blood seeping out of Xu Jie's fingers, and smiled and said, "I'm here today. How about the game?"

Xu Jie raised his hand and nodded, and someone had already sent it to the chessboard.

Now Xie Fang is finally at a loss, but Xie Fang is not angry, but nods with relief. During the uncertainty, Xie Fang said, "That memorial was left in the imperial study today by me."

When Xu Jie heard this, he smiled and said, "No wonder Mr. Hunter is starting to be unsure about playing chess today. Yuan Dao has something to do and is nervous."

"Nervous?" Xie Fang looked up and smiled slightly: "I'm really nervous. I don't know how His Majesty will decide when he sees the memorial."

"Sir, how to decide on Your Majesty is Your Majesty's business. Sir, be content with your worries and leave your destiny." Xu Jie replied.

Xie Fang nodded, fell into a single head, and smiled and said, "Wenyuan, I don't know what kind of style you should be in the court in the future."

Xu Jie shook his head: "Sir, maybe I am not an official."

Xie Fang laughed: "I am not an official, so don't you take this well?"

"I am not as good as a gentleman!" Xu Jie flattered.

Hearing this, Xie Fang raised his hand and pointed at Xu Jie a few times: "You, you, your mouth is very sweet... Let's make a move, don't hesitate."

When Xu Jie heard this, Xie Fang really frowned this time, and fumbled around with one hand, took a sip of the cup, gestured a few more times before making a move again.

After a long time, Xie Fang laughed loudly, and the real joy was achieved.

Xu Jie was not discouraged, and was already collecting the chess pieces and shouting: "Come again."

Xu Jie's repeated defeats have become repeated defeats and is full of energy.

On the morning of the next day, Xu Jie practiced several swords in the yard. The people from the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency who were returning from Taiyuan came and took three letters and left.

There was a letter to go to Hangzhou in Jiangnan for Yang Sanpang. Xu Jie wanted to go to Cangzhou. Since he was fighting with someone at Zhaixing Tower that day, the man said "Cangbei". Xu Jie thought it was time to go to Hebei. Since he arrived in Bianjing, Hebei was not far away.

When he went to Cangzhou, Xu Jie thought of Yang Sanpang. Dong Dayi, a master of using swords in Cangbei Sect in Hebei, was interested in Yang Sanpang. This also made Yang Sanpang come out for a walk, and don’t always fall into sadness and can’t extricate yourself.

So Xu Jie also added some content to Xu Zhong's letter, which was to ask Xu Zhong to invite Dong Dali's urn out of the ancestral hall and send someone to Bianjing. Xu Jie should take him to Cangzhou, Hebei to find the Cangbei faction.

Just as the three letters were sent away, a servant hurried to the gate of Xu Jie's courtyard. He saw Xu Jie in the courtyard at the door and shouted: "Young Master Xu, my master is welcome."

Xu Jie recognized this person, who was the servant of Xie Fang's family. He walked out the door a few steps and saw that the man looked anxious, he asked, "Why are you so anxious?"

"I don't know, but the master is anxious and told me to come and invite Mr. Xu to go directly to the yamen."

Xu Jie put the knife at the door and immediately followed the servant out. Xie Fang directly invited Xu Jie to the Censorate's Office. Things were not simple anymore, and Xu Jie also became a little anxious. He couldn't help but guess whether the memorial was beyond his expectations.

Xu Jie entered the yamen for the first time, neither the county government hall nor Xu Jie had ever been. He only entered the backyard of the county government from the small gate, which was where the magistrate lived. Even Ouyang Zheng’s academic government hall, Xu Jie had never passed by.

Before the yamen, the two huge stone lions were particularly majestic, and Xu Jie didn't have much time to see them.

Since ancient times, there were no lions in China, only jackals, tigers and leopards. The first lion recorded in China came from the Eastern Han Dynasty, which was a gift from the King of the Western Regions to Emperor Zhang of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Later, other countries in the Western Regions paid tribute to lions one after another. Only in this way, Chinese people have seen what lions look like, and there is also legend that the appearance of a kirin comes from the shape of a lion.

Walking along the corridor column, there were public rooms on both sides of the yamen. All the way to a small hall next to the main hall of the lobby, Xu Jie had just seen Xie Fang. It was the first time that Xu Jie saw Xie Fang in his official uniform, with dark red official uniforms, cloud crane patterns on his chest, square crowns on his head, and two wings came straight out from left to right.

Xie Fang's expression was also anxious, and he spoke, "Wenyuan, Your Majesty wants to see you!"

Xu Jie was suddenly shocked, "Your Majesty wants to see me? Why does Your Majesty want to see me? How does Your Majesty know me?"

However, Xie Fang did not answer Xu Jie's question, but said: "Your Majesty wants to meet you, you must ask about Mr. Ouyang. You should think about it and see how to answer it. Whether Mr. Ouyang can return to Beijing may be the first to meet the saint here."

Xu Jie often didn't care about the word emperor, and even didn't care much about it. But when he suddenly heard that the emperor wanted to see him, Xu Jie couldn't help but be confused. This emperor was really nothing in Xu Jie's mind, but if he really wanted to see the lord of the world and answer the emperor's question, Xu Jie suddenly became a little nervous, inexplicably nervous.

The supreme power is really not something Xu Jie can really care about. The emperor's words determine life and death and future. When the emperor is angry, he will be buried in a million. It is no longer a joke in the play.

Xie Fang saw that Xu Jie was a little nervous and spoke again: "Your Majesty has read the memorial and asked me."

Xu Jie asked: "What did sir say?"

Xie Fang replied: "To put it bluntly."

Xu Jie frowned and asked again: "Sir, do you also tell me the memorial that I left behind in your house in a blunt way?"

Xie Fang laughed when Xu Jie asked: "Of course, I said it, and I also said it again how to know you. This is so open and honest, and Your Majesty should know that there is no benefit in it. I also said it in front of Your Majesty a few times and praised Mr. Ouyang's decent style as a minister. A gentleman should be open and honest, and talk to the emperor. This is even more so, the way to last."

Xie Fang is like this, no wonder he was able to become the Chief Censor!

Xu Jie asked after hearing this: "Sir, what words does Your Majesty want to ask?"

Xie Fang shook his head and said, "I don't know this... I can't guess it. But you don't need to worry. Since Your Majesty responded like this, I think I really have read some old kindness. Wenyuan, you just need to think more about the response. As long as there is nothing wrong, I think this matter will be almost done."

Xu Jie was nervous and went a lot, but inexplicably put some pressure on him. Xie Fang said this, as if Ouyang Zheng could return to Beijing, it was all about Xu Jie's performance when he saw the emperor.

When Xie Fang saw Xu Jie frowned, he said, "When I told Your Majesty about this, I also praised you a few words. I think you would not be embarrassed when Your Majesty meets you."

Xu Jie nodded after hearing this: "Sir, when will Your Majesty be summoned?"

"The carriage and horses are ready, go now. Your Majesty is waiting in the imperial study room for this matter. You are hurrying to enter the palace before lunch. Maybe you can get some food from the palace." After Xie Fang said that, he got up and went out of the hall. He turned around and told Xu Jie: "I think Your Majesty will ask more about Mr. Ouyang's affairs for more than ten years, and also about Mr. Ouyang's recent situation. You should choose the best words, and say that Mr. Ouyang is loyal and always forgets the great grace of the emperor."

Xu Jie nodded, sighed and adjusted himself. He was also thinking about Ouyang Zheng’s political achievements over the years, how many students he taught, how many people passed the Jinshi exam, and how many people were admitted to Dajiang County, and the names and positions of those who had been officials from Dajiang County that he had heard from others.

The palace walls were deep red and the city tower was tall. After getting off the carriage, entering through the Zuoye Gate, there was a huge square. There was no figure in the square paved with white stone slabs. In the middle of the square was the towering Daqing Hall. The back of Daqing Hall was Xuanyou Gate, and a team of iron armored soldiers guarded the gate. Xie Fang led Xu Jie into this gate.

But it is a larger square, with a row of huge palaces arranged neatly. From time to time, you can see people dotted in this huge square, like ants.

In turn are Zichen Hall, Xuyun Hall, Chongzheng Hall, Jingfu Hall, and Yanhe Hall. Behind them are the towering palace walls, and behind them are Yanfu Palace, which is the harem.

The palace is majestic, beyond the majesticism that Xu Jie imagined, and the world's honor. These palaces symbolize supreme authority. While Xu Jie was walking along with Xie Fang quickly, he was amazed. He was already imagining the scene of the emperor sitting high in these majestic palaces, looking down on the world, but that's it!

Xie Fang in front of his head no longer stood straight, but couldn't help but bow slightly. There was also a eunuch leading the way in front of his head, and even buried his head deeply, his back was almost parallel to the ground, and his hands were placed in his sleeves, constantly walking quickly.

When he arrived at the Chongzheng Hall in the middle, Xie Fang turned around and said, "The study room is on the side of the hall. Go in, I'll wait outside."

Xu Jie was a little confused that Xie Fang had led the way here, so why didn’t he go in together?

Xie Fang seemed to see Xu Jie's doubts and said, "Your Majesty will summon me again, so I can enter."

Then he heard the eunuch who was bowing in front of him turn slightly. Although the eunuch had already bowed like this, his face still looked high and said, "You are waiting for our house to come back here, don't walk around, and don't make loud noises."

Xu Jie nodded slightly. It was not until this time that Xu Jie had an intuitive feeling about the imperial power. Xie Fang, who had always been graceful, kept bowing at this time. This eunuch who even Xie Fang had to greet him with a smile had never straightened his back.

This is the power of the royal family. No wonder some people care so much about the throne. Those rude men who say that the emperor is like are so insignificant under this tall temple.

After a while, the eunuch came back, looked at Xu Jie, and said impatiently: "Do you know the etiquette of the Saint?"

Xu Jie might have a sense of arrogance in his heart. He couldn't stand the eunuch's face so much, and replied casually: "I don't know!"

The eunuch was even more impatient and made several moves in front of his head. He also said coldly: "Learn, it is a serious crime to lose politeness!"

Xu Jie, a martial arts practitioner, naturally had a good grasp of the ritual of kneeling and worshipping. After a gesture, he stopped talking.

The eunuch took Xu Jie forward. The door several feet high was covered with silk and white cloth on the lattice, with various carvings of flowers, birds, fish and insects, vermilion lacquer and golden embellishments, with extremely exquisite craftsmanship.

The eunuch who led the way stopped, swallowed his saliva, and then he spoke respectfully: "Report to Your Majesty, the person has arrived."

An old and powerless voice came from the door: "Come in!"

The door was pushed open in the hands of two eunuchs, and Xu Jie stepped in, and a desk table was in front of him. The desk table was covered with yellow brocade, and the desk table was covered with books and memorials. An old man in golden was sitting behind the desk table, without wearing a crown, and his face was a little pale. This person was obviously Emperor Xia Gan of Dahua.

Xia Gan was also looking up at Xu Jie. Xu Jie quickly lowered his head, knowing that looking directly at the emperor was disrespectful. After bowing his head, he was about to kneel down and bow down.

Emperor Xia Gan in front of him had already spoken: "I'm not giving a gift, come close to speak."

Xu Jie walked forward a few steps, but heard a few coughs in front of his head. He refused to kneel down and bowed, "Long live my respects to my emperor..."

"Long live, I won't live long. I'll ask you, how has that ordinary man Ouyang Zheng been doing recently?" Xia Gan took a handkerchief from the desk and wiped the corner of his mouth.
To be continued...