Let Me Pursue You

Strange to say, once a living being was killed at the Ullambana Ceremony, soon afterward, disasters really fell on Da Zhou. A few days later, in the last ten days of July, the imperial court received news that heavy rains in Huainan caused the disaster, and sudden floods destroyed countless farmland and houses, especially in Shuzhou.

Emperor Huining originally delayed the punishment of Zheng Zhuo and planned to catch the mastermind of the conspiracy, but when the news of the flood spread, the ministers and the common people talked a lot, saying that such an indiscriminate disaster was caused by the anger of the sixth prince. No matter what, I couldn't hold back anymore, and I had to give an explanation immediately.

Therefore, the old emperor had no choice but to declare to the outside world that the accident on the day of the Yulan Basin ceremony was indeed caused by the improper arrangement of the sixth prince and his reckless actions. On the fifteenth day, everyone will go to Wangji Temple to chant scriptures behind closed doors, praying for Dazhou, and repaying the evil deeds of killing.

In the eyes of the courtiers, such punishment is not small.

Chanting scriptures was fine, but the stipulated date tantamount to depriving Zheng Zhuo of the opportunity to participate in the monthly lunar dynasties, not to mention the Jinwu Guards - this pro-army is not only responsible for the safety of the saints when they travel, but also in charge of patrolling the palace and the capital day and night Vigilance can be said to be the most important part of defending the capital. Zheng Zhuo's political achievements, which had finally improved somewhat, returned to nothing.

In Chang'an City, many people privately spread that the Sixth Prince was a joke, and that the power was in his hands, and he lost it before it had time for Wu Ruo. But Yuan Cixian knew it was not.

How could the sage not be aware of such an obvious framing scheme? However, this decision was made out of desperation. This action, on the surface, seems to be a punishment, but in fact it made Zheng Zhuo get the most rare sacred heart. If Yuan Cixian's guess is correct, the old emperor will quietly make up for this son after explaining to the world.

In addition, being in charge of the Jinwu Guard seems to be a glorious job, but a wise person knows that this job is almost harmful but not beneficial. The left and right Jinwu guards each have a general, who used to be directly responsible to the saint. Until a few years ago, Emperor Huining ordered the second prince to supervise him on the grounds that he was getting older and no longer bowed to handle military affairs.

But in fact, for many years, the second prince has been on the edge of this pro-army, and has never been able to make the Jinwu Guard obey him.

How could the suspicious old emperor decentralize such important powers? The reason for this was that the first prince was ambitious and even wanted to pull him down from the dragon seat as soon as possible, so he wanted to ask the second prince to be a check and balance. piece.

Since the second prince has worked so hard for so many years, but still can't get rid of the fate of the chess piece, why should Zheng Zhuo try in vain? It is really a good thing that he lost the right to be in charge, so as to avoid being treated as a chess piece by the sage, and to avoid being envied by the rest of the princes.

Yuan Cixian really admires Zheng Zhuo and Xu Shan's plan. It's just that the former lacks neither the character of living hard, nor the wisdom of foresight, and has a background that makes the saint more at ease because of the lack of power of his mother's family. Why didn't he succeed in the end? The thirteenth prince ascended the throne, what ending did he have?

Yuan Cixian couldn't help but sigh. Right now, it seems that the Yuan family is neither easy to provoke nor help Zheng Zhuo. The road in front of me is really too difficult to walk.

In mid-autumn, the autumn tiger gradually dies down, and the sky cools down slightly. On the day when August and a half approached, Zheng Zhuo visited Lu Shiqing in Yongxingfang, and said that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, so he brought a gift of cakes.

In fact, the two seldom meet in private, mostly during the holidays, and only on reasonable days can they walk around in the open. This time Zheng Zhuo came, of course, not to give gifts, but to discuss matters with Lu Shiqing face to face, and to practice for him by the way.

The disaster situation in Huainan has been initially relieved, but this time Shuzhou was hit particularly hard. In order to avoid chaos in the area, the imperial court planned to send an official to inspect the relief work and supervise the disaster relief. This burden fell on Lu Shiqing's head.

If he left for at least two months, if something unexpected happened to Shuzhou, he would be afraid for a longer time, and naturally he had to explain some things to Zheng Zhuo.

After the two discussed serious matters in the study, Lu Shiqing mentioned the Yuan family not particularly willingly: "There is nothing else, but I have gone south, which means that 'Xu Shan' is not in Chang'an. If the Yuan family sends me news, I must If you can't show up, then you have to find a way to get away with it."

Zheng Zhuo felt that his sleepy expression was quite funny, and asked: "What? The county lord is not only pestering Lu Shilang, but also pestering Mr. Xu?"

Lu Shiqing glanced at him: "Standing and talking won't hurt your back. If you've been entangled by her, you'll know how powerful it is."

Zheng Zhuo laughed loudly: "I'm not so lucky." He said again, "But to be honest, I'm not born with a strange voice like yours, and I can't imitate Mr. Xu's voice. "

"In short, this matter is entrusted to you. If you don't handle it well, it's the fruit you should eat, and it has nothing to do with me."

He spoke heartlessly, and Zheng Zhuo was not annoyed, nodded and said: "Okay, you can go south with peace of mind, the county lord, I will take care of it for you."

Lu Shiqing choked, and shot a knife: "For me? Save yourself!"

Zheng Zhuo seemed to be gloating: "Don't take chances. When you return to Chang'an this time, it's almost the end of the year. I don't think the county lord will give up in a short time. When the King of Southern Dian enters Beijing, you are ready to propose marriage. Eat his old man's fists and feet."

Lu Shiqing's face was already darkened, but he never tired of it: "This boxing skill is not enough, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the test of the King of Diannan. You should come back earlier after finishing your work, and then I will teach you a few moves and practice you."

"Zheng Zhuo." Lu Shiqing gritted his teeth and said, "It will be fifteen in a few days, you'd better recite your scriptures first, and I can teach you if you encounter words you don't understand."

Zheng Zhuo couldn't stop laughing, punched him on the shoulder blade, and said: "Come on, I'm leaving, and the journey is smooth."

On August 13th, Lu Shiqing packed up his luggage and left Chang'an three days earlier than the date ordered by Emperor Huining. Before leaving, Xuan said to leave him at home after the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he insisted on leaving on the same day because of the emergency of the disaster.

But in fact, the disaster situation has eased long ago, and Shuzhou must be without him. He is not in Chang'an for the holidays, because he is afraid that Yuan Cixian will come to his house. How could she not come to disturb him at such a good time? If she persisted in pestering him then, it would be troublesome.

Early in the morning, Lu Shiqing fled out of Chang'an City, drove for two days, passed several mountain roads, and entered the boundary of Shangzhou on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He went to Huainan this trip, apparently to relieve disasters, but secretly he was ordered by Emperor Huining to take on more important errands. To avoid publicity, he kept everything simple and took a not very luxurious carriage. Even the entourage only brought Zhao Shu and Cao An.

Because of the rain in the past two days, the trip was delayed, and there was no time to enter the city that night. Lu Shiqing wanted to keep a low profile and didn't intend to deal with local officials. After the curfew, he asked people to open the gate of the city, so he decided to endure it and sleep in the open.

Of course, it is Zhao Shu and Cao An who are covered by the sky. They don't eat wind and sleep in a clean and tidy carriage.

The two chose a flat terrain for him, near the river, where there was no threat of natural disasters or wild animals to settle down. One ran to gather firewood to make a fire, and the other began to clean up the surrounding area.

People are in the mountains, mud and weeds are fine, but Mr. Lang can't bear the excrement of birds and beasts.

The bright moon was in the sky, reflecting the sparkling river surface, even if there was no fire, the surroundings were bright. Occasionally, the wind blows, and the trees in the distance are rustling, and the sound is transparent and refreshing.

Lu Shiqing was sulking in the carriage, ready to wait for Zhao Shu to clean up slowly, and asked outside: "Zhao Shu, are you okay?" But he still refused to answer the question, so he had to call out again patiently , "Zhao Shu."

Zhao Shu's voice sounded slowly: "Lang Jun... I, I saw the fairy girl!"

"..." This moment seemed inexplicably familiar.

Lu Shiqing was slightly taken aback, frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about in the wilderness?"

"Lang Jun, I'm not lying, the Lancang county lord is really here!" After he finished speaking, he tore open the curtain of Lu Shiqing's car.

Caught off guard, Lu Shiqing raised his eyes and saw Yuan Cixian standing on the bank of the water, dressed in a moon-white cross-collared robe, with his hair **** and a bundle on his back.

The scroll in his hand to pass the time slipped down from the small table, causing a crisp sound of "snap".

Then, he heard her say with a smile: "Lu Shilang, it's me, what are you getting so excited about?"

Not agitated, but frightened.

Lu Shiqing got out of the carriage, before he reached her, he said coldly: "What are you doing in Shangzhou?"

He didn't even use the honorific title, so he should be a little angry, but Yuan Cixian still smiled, and raised the bulging bag on his shoulders: "I'll accompany you to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival."

He stood in front of her and said seriously: "You followed me for two days just to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me?"

"Yes." She nodded, "Aren't you moved?"

Lu Shiqing really didn't like being prying into her whereabouts, not to mention that he was on business, so he didn't have time to play around with her. The last time she tampered with Hubing, he had patiently not pursued it, and now that it happened again, he would naturally be annoyed. What's more, her heart is too big, so she followed him alone for two days, and she didn't know where she slept at night, and she was not afraid of meeting bad people.

He frowned and asked: "Yuan Cixian, what is your intention to pester me so much?"

Yuan Cixian guessed that he would be unhappy, but the so-called "stretch out and don't hit the smiling face", no matter how much he reprimanded her, she just kept smiling. She believed that he would not bear to be angry with her for too long.

She replied: "Lu Shilang, I've been pestering you for so long, can't you see it? I like you!"

Lu Shiqing really choked. She had indeed pestered him for a long time, but this was the first time she expressed her feelings to him.

Because of this, he froze on the spot, feeling as if the moonlight above his head was splashing on his head and face, causing his whole body to suddenly become radiant, so light that he was about to fly.

He suddenly thought that in the countryside of Chang'an, it was also such a night with a bright moon and few stars. She squatted in the wilderness and vines to scold a stupid dog. What caught his eyes were the gorgeous lips, the slender neck, the snow-white skin, and the deep ravine.

He lied to her that wearing Uyghur skirts would be interrogated by the Jinwu Guards, and told her to wear a veil to cover the front. In fact, I just thought that this eclectic scene should not be seen by more people.

Lu Shiqing stopped thinking about it, feeling extremely agitated for no reason.

Why can't he always be angry with Yuan Cixian under the moonlight?

He twisted his brows into a "Chuan" character, and his attitude became better after all, and said: "Lu is on a business trip, so there is no delay, please send the county master back to Chang'an."

Yuan Cixian knew that he had already succeeded in half, and continued to torture him: "No, no. I have been chasing you for two days, and I am so tired that I can't keep up now. Besides, there is no woman in your entourage, and you called me Walking with other men in the middle of the night?"

What is an "other" man... This seems inappropriate.

Lu Shiqing took a deep breath and asked, "Is the county lord really here alone?"

"Really!" After she nodded, she waved her hand suddenly and said, "No, I'm not alone either. I also brought something you don't like..."

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Lu Shiqing's heart. Just as he was in doubt, he suddenly saw behind her, a shadow with an enchanting posture appeared in the open space illuminated by the moonlight.

He is very big, with a coquettish neck. is a dog.

He was laughed angrily, pointed in that direction and asked: "Yuan Cixian, you brought this thing to accompany me to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival?"