Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 304 Good Friends, Good Friends, We Are All Good Friends
In fact, what Xia Lin didn't expect was that although Li Yuanji was not good at playing and loved to play, he was really good at playing musical instruments. Naturally, such things would not be recorded in the history books, but God would not let a person be useless.

This guy is a real eater and a playful person. He has been staying here for about twenty days. He has become familiar with Xia Lin and has also gotten along well with some local talented men and beautiful women. He is not a lecherous person and just likes to have fun, and he almost formed a band for someone.

Xia Lin was a rather idle person in his spare time. He used the twenty days to tinker with a drum set, a guitar and various strange musical instruments.

One of them can play music, and the other can invent musical instruments. When the two of them get together, there will definitely be some sparks.

Music and rhythm are things that only require talent but no education. The Nigerian brothers in Africa can play percussion instruments with a few cans without ever going to school for a day. In fact, this is the talent for music.

In a sense, Li Yuanji could be considered a heretic. Together with Xia Lin, they almost created rock music.

It's just not the perfect form, this rock music is missing something, but it would be fine if those girls use this kind of music as accompaniment or as a rock.

Although the girls in the troupe were somewhat reluctant at first, after all, they were now performing artists rather than the lowly prostitutes they used to be, but Li Yuanji was greedy but not stingy, and he gave them enough money, so these girls really started to flirt with them in the seventh century AD.

Xia Lin was the on-site instructor, and Li Yuanji would even go up to join in the fun.

To be honest, Xia Lin used to be quite resistant to the idea of ​​shaking his flower hands, but after coming here, there was a lack of entertainment activities. He couldn't just work and write every day when he opened his eyes. That would be too hopeless...

So his concept also changed. What's more, it was really too interesting to see a group of beautiful courtesans who were so beautiful that people would become addicted after just a few glances.

When Li Yuanji was in high spirits, he would walk forward with a glass of wine and join in the fun. Although he was not a good prince, he was really a good rocker with unrivaled rhythm and unique musical sense. If it were not for his status, he would have wanted to perform on the roadside.

"Brother Xia!"

Li Yuanji was drunk again that day. He had just come back from dancing with the girls. He was sweating and hooked his arm around Xia Lin's shoulder: "Brother, I'm so depressed!"

"What's wrong?"

"Hey, brother, brother."

Li Yuanji is two months older than Xia Lin, so it doesn't seem strange to call him "brother". As he spoke, he raised his head and took another sip of wine: "You don't know, my Li family... ah..."

"Slow down, drink some water."

Xia Lin handed over the cup of water, but Li Yuanji pushed it away. He continued, "In my Li family, everyone is talented, my eldest brother, my second brother, my eldest sister. Everyone is better than me. I am depressed. They all look down on me. Everyone thinks I am a concubine's child, but in fact, I am a legitimate child just like them!"

"Hmm? How do you say that?"

Li Yuanji raised his head and laughed, "I was rejected when I was born, brother. My mother, my biological mother, abandoned me because she disliked my appearance and didn't want to raise me. It was the maid who secretly picked me up. Later, the maid became my mother, and I went from being the fifth son born of a legitimate wife to the fifth son born of a concubine...hahahaha."

Xia Lin was stunned for a moment, turned around and took out his phone to check, hey hey... it's true. So it seems that his childhood must have been very bad, as expected, every villain has a very bad childhood.

"Okay, Brother Li. It's all over. Relax, relax." Xia Lin patted his shoulder: "Everything is fine now."

"What's good about it? In the Li family, only the eldest brother regards me as a brother. Li Shimin hates me to death! He is also my biological brother." Li Yuanji put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and sighed, "He is handsome and resourceful, and I am just an ugly follower who fawns on the powerful. Who can look down on me? To be honest, brother Xia, I am only happy with you these years. If one day I become successful, you... must come to be my right-hand man. Let's emulate Boya and Ziqi and indulge in mountains and rivers."

Xia Lin pursed his lips and sighed softly: "Then I am looking forward to the day when my brother becomes successful."

"Okay, okay!" Li Yuanji stood up and waved his hand towards the stage: "Keep playing the music! Watch me dance again! Brother, beat the drum!"

While Li Yuanji was waving his hands, his father Li Yuan was already sitting in the garden of the imperial palace. Opposite him was the coughing Emperor Hongbao, with someone playing the piano beside him and incense brought from the Parthian Empire lingering in the air.

Emperor Hongbao said nothing, but just supported his chin and played chess with Li Yuan. He had a very obvious flaw, and Li Yuan was hesitating whether to take his chess piece or not.

"Shude, this is not your character." Hong Baodi whispered, "It's not like you to be indecisive. You were the most impetuous among us back then. Even Guo Da couldn't be as fast as you. Now that I made a wrong move, you have all the chariots and horses, why don't you move forward?"

Li Yuan's forehead was already covered with sweat. He lowered his head in deep thought, and a stiff smile slowly appeared on his face: "You can't go in, you can't go in. Although the carriages and horses are all ready, Your Majesty has already crossed the river."

"Let's try." Hong Baodi said with a smile: "What Shude loved to do most in the past was to roll up his sleeves and show his arms, and say "Let's try it."

"I'm old now, with many children and grandchildren. It's not proper to lift my arms casually."

Li Yuan was still trying to make a move. At this moment, Tian En came forward, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for a medicinal bath."

Emperor Hongbao nodded and said, "Shude, wait a moment. I have to go treat the disease. Don't panic."

Li Yuan quickly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, take care of yourself."

Watching Emperor Hongbao walk away, Li Yuan heaved a sigh of relief. He then drove his chariot into the formation, but when he looked back, he found that he had been firmly trapped by Emperor Hongbao. It seemed that he had left an opening, but in fact, the emperor was waiting for him to break in and catch him in the trap.

Li Yuan was startled and quickly took back the chess piece and returned to his own formation, only then could he see a glimmer of hope.

He took a deep breath and thought carefully about the news he had heard these days and what Emperor Hongbao had just said. Every word was obviously a warning to him...

Of course, Li Yuan was no rookie. He knew that it was impossible to pretend to be stupid about some things, so he had an idea in mind.

About an hour later, Emperor Hongbao came back and returned to the chessboard with a smile. After seeing Li Yuan's move, he was quite surprised: "Shude's move is a good one."

"Your Majesty is an excellent chess player. I am ashamed to be inferior to you." Li Yuan turned over the general on the chessboard and said, "I admit defeat."

"Haha, it seems that my skills are not bad." Emperor Hongbao laughed very happily: "Stay in the palace for a simple meal tonight. You and I haven't seen each other for a long time. It's time for us to have a long talk. It's a pity that the pharmacist is gone. Hey... of the five tigers of the Wei Dynasty, only you and Minghuai are left now." "Birth, aging, illness and death are the reincarnation of heaven. It's a pity that I didn't get to see my old friend before he left. I'm very sad."

The two chatted for a while, and Li Yuan found an opportunity to start a conversation: "Your Majesty, I heard that a new Imperial Academy has been established in the capital."

"Well, they are all people who are good at ink painting, music and chess. I think the six arts should not be abandoned and need to be boosted."

Li Yuan smiled and said, "My fifth son, Li Yuanji, has been proficient in music since he was young. He has been idle at home these years. I have an unwelcome request. I want to ask Li Yuanji to join the Hanlin Academy... Just think of it as me asking Your Majesty for a favor."

"Oh, what Shude said, you can just inform the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel about this matter. You make it seem like we are too distant when you say this."

"That Yuan thanks your Majesty."

In fact, both Li Yuan and Emperor Hongbao knew in their hearts that this was just sending a hostage to show loyalty, but Emperor Hongbao could not be the one to initiate this. Li Yuan naturally understood in his heart that it would be best if he found an excuse to send the person over.

As for whether hostages are useful or not, they are actually very useful. Don't say that the imperial family disregards family affection. That is the imperial family, and hostages are for the people to see.

Oh, the people have seen that you don't care about your own son's life and death, and you want my son to fight for you? Is that reliable?
If a person who starts a rebellion does not even touch the boundaries of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness, there will basically be no good result. After all, who would be willing to learn from the Sima family these days?

In fact, Li Yuan also knew that Gao Shilian was most likely behind this matter. After all, Li Shimin now had no official position or military power, and Gao Shilian was the uncle of his daughter-in-law, so he must be angry.

But it doesn't matter. Things have developed to this point, and this is the best outcome.

It is not too bad to let Li Yuanji come here as a hostage. Besides, looking at the situation of Emperor Hongbao, he may not have much time left.

The always gentle and smiling Emperor Hongbao is the real big tiger. He does not kill, but he has no shortage of checks and balances. There are many people who rebel against him and treat him as a soft persimmon, but is there any one who succeeded?
Everyone is clear about the significance of daring to place Guo Da in Jiangnan Road. It can check and balance the north from above and contain Lingnan from below. The northern general will lead the northern soldiers, eat the southern food and receive the southern silver. Naturally, the combat effectiveness will be terrifyingly strong.

Everything can only be successful after he leaves. Otherwise, starting an uprising now will be a joke, and a joke to the people of the world. Who knows, if an uprising starts here, Guo Da may go north and the barbarians may go south, and they may make a fool of him in the northwest.

As for this person, he even asked the historian to record him as "dull in talent and mediocre in ability", so that everyone in the world thought that he was dull in talent and mediocre in ability.

It is said that there were no heroes for three hundred years after the Three Kingdoms period. Just after the three hundred years, the world is truly filled with heroes and brave men, and golden legends are beginning to emerge from all over the world.

Now, Old Zhang is also a Hanlin in the Hanlin Academy. People call him Zhang Hanlin. He has become a big star in the Hanlin Academy with his stunning handwriting and lifelike painting skills.

In addition, he is also talented. Although he is a Jinshi, everyone will find out that he is not a simple person after a little contact with him. Also, he is the spiritual opinion leader of folk scholars. Even in the court, he is the third force independent of the upright and aristocratic families.

On this day, he came to the villa of Prince Teng in the capital to draw a family portrait for the prince. This was Lao Zhang's most amazing skill, because he was a master of charcoal drawing and was deeply loved by the royal dignitaries. His paintings were no longer those of round human faces that all looked the same, but could be hung in front of the hall for future generations to admire.

"Brother Zhang, I miss my brother Xia so much."

While Lao Zhang was retouching the picture after finishing it, the little princess came over and said aggrievedly, "I haven't seen him for more than a year."

"Then you might just become a mother when you go back."

Old Zhang started to attack immediately. The little princess stomped her feet and said, "You started again. Is this how you talk to your savior?"

"Then what do you want me to say? His Majesty has asked you to stay here, and you may not be able to return until next year."

"Next year? Why does it take so long?"

Old Zhang straightened up and looked around: "His Majesty's health may not last until the year after next. He wants to have more people around him when he leaves."

"Brother Zhang!" The little princess' eyes widened. "Don't talk nonsense! Do you know how much effort my master put into bringing you to the capital?"

"Oh, I know, I know." Lao Zhang waved his hand: "There's no one else here."

The little princess sighed, "You are still like this after all these years. Don't speak carelessly, not in front of anyone. If someone bad hears you and sues you, you will be in big trouble."

"Got it." Lao Zhang picked up the revised painting and said, "Look, this family portrait is okay, right? I also added Xia Daosheng next to you."

At this moment, the little princess didn't care about the family portrait. She just leaned forward and whispered, "Is the emperor really... dying?"

"Yes, he will feel more at ease with you around. If Daosheng's idea is followed, once he leaves, Prince Teng may have to act as regent for a few days to prevent the prince from competing for the throne. Now the eldest prince and the second prince are already fighting fiercely, and even the Hanlin Academy has begun to split into factions."

"Which gang are you from?"

"I pretended not to know, and they didn't tell me. Because they and I are not the same kind of people." Lao Zhang pursed his lips, then smiled and said, "I just need to do my job quietly, and leave the rest to him."

"Eh... so annoying, I want to go back to Fuliang."

"Go back." Lao Zhang sat back in his chair. "Go and tell His Majesty that you miss me so much during your wedding. His Majesty will agree."

"But then I won't be able to see my uncle for the last time. He loves me the most. I can't bear to let him go."

"That's it, isn't it? You women are so hypocritical. You already have the answer, but you insist on asking me." Lao Zhang was really rude: "Just bear with it. A short separation is better than a new marriage, which is good. And I'm afraid he has a lot of things to do these days and is very busy."

At this moment, Xia Lin was lying in bed sleeping like a pig. After all, he was dragged to dance social dance all night and was really tired.

(End of this chapter)