Ning Gu

Beacon smoke suddenly outside the city, inside Chongque, the wind and smoke set off the orchid pond.There is Tinglan in Lanchi, and in summer, the water and grass are luxuriant.

A corridor is built next to Tinglan, and inside the corridor is a long couch, on which one person sits and one person lies down.

Xie Ling sat on the couch, mastered the old history, read it with gusto.Zhao Zuo used Xie Ling's thigh as a pillow and slept soundly for half an hour.

The old eunuch quietly went back and forth to add new incense to the animal head, so as to relieve the heat, he specially sent the little eunuch who was waiting outside the door to hand over a bamboo bone fan, and the two of them both retreated.

Xie Ling shook the palm-leaf fan with a smile, and saw Zhao Zuo raised his hand, and pulled the wrist of the hand holding the palm-leaf fan to cover his eyes, as if Xie Ling wanted Xie Ling to shield him from the dazzling white sunlight through the window lattice.

Xie Ling put away the book in the other hand, came to hold Zhao Zuo's face, bent down and kissed Zhao Zuo's nose.Then he shook his legs and signaled, "Since you're awake, you're still lying there? Fortunately, outsiders can't see it, otherwise it should be said that I, a courtier, is the culprit."

"I," Zhao Zuo opened his eyes. There was no sleepiness in his eyes, and he didn't know if he woke up a long time ago, or the waking action itself was fast, "I'd rather be confused by you."

Zhao Zuo suddenly didn't use the title of "widow", which made Xie Ling's heart suddenly bumped.

"Then I should really be a Daji."

His fingers conveyed the feeling in his heart, and gently touched Zhao Zuo's eyebrows.

"It's just right, the widow will be Shang Zhou, and this Lanchi Ming'er will be renamed Jiuchi?"

Zhao Zuo grabbed his slightly angry finger, brought it to his mouth and kissed it.

"I haven't seen you in a few years. Cong Shanlang is so chic. He dares to say that he is an asshole who compares himself to King Zhou. Are you afraid that the historian will write something for you in the future?"

"I'm afraid, so I still want to disturb the secular world." Zhao Zuo squeezed Xie Ling's fingers and asked, "After discretion, it's your intention that she let Wang Cheng and Lu Qi go."

Xie Ling shrank his hands back, and when he heard Zhao Zuo's question, his movements faltered, so he nodded.

"Ah."

"Must Lu Qi and Xianzhi take that last step?" Zhao Zuo let go of Xie Ling's hand, looked at Xie Ling, and asked seriously.

Instead, Xie Ling forced a smile and asked: "Why, Cong Shanlang can't bear it anymore?"

Zhao Zuo couldn't get used to this smile, so he simply raised his hand to cover his eyes, asking for purity,

"I'm afraid you can't bear it. When Lu Qi was still in his infancy, he didn't know how much he thought about it from you."

Xie Ling couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhao Zuo's words.He bit his lip, holding back a smile.Zhao Zuo said this because he felt sorry for him, how dare he refute this kindness.He put the fan in his hand elsewhere, stretched out his hand to Zhao Zuo's covered arm, and slowly moved it to his palm, his fingers clasped together suddenly.

"You can't leave Xian alone in the court of Fufeng. Manchu civil and military, wait for you and me for a hundred years in the future, Xian Zhiwen and Chen Yan, and Shen Changxie raised half of Fufeng scholars for him, and Wu... ..." Xie Ling sighed for a long time, "After Ye Qiuyu, how long Ye Fuzhou can be relied on is unknown." Lu Weiming is just like his name, Weising Bird, how did he become a big man, of course Xie Ling didn't say this directly Come on, he paused and continued, "Lu Qi doesn't need to recognize me, and he can't control Zhaoxing, so he must recognize him back to the Lu family. The north of the Lu family still needs him, he needs the Lu family, and, envy The Lu family is also needed."

The Lu family has reached the point where Xianzhi can control it, and only after Xianzhi can check and balance the Ye family.And with the help of two generals, it might be easier to frighten the scribes of the Manchu dynasty.

These were planned by Xie Ling a long time ago, and Zhao Zuo had already understood them.Whether it is Emperor Hui or Emperor Zuo, the foundations they have built up over the years should pave the way for the future of Xianzhi and the subsequent emperors.

They are not only looking forward to Haiyan Heqing in this life, but also to all nations in the future who will come to court and bow their heads as ministers.

Zhao Zuo's hand slightly moved away, and he raised his eyes to look at him, and he also shook Zhao Zuo's hand: "Didn't the emperor give him a Marquis because he understood this meaning?"

Zhao Zuo raised his eyebrows, as if he answered Xie Ling's question, Xie Ling continued: "Qi Kingdom used to be Princess Fengxiang, and there was an old ministry in the south. I have sent people to contact you in the name of Lu Qi over the years. I found some, and now the news cannot be spread out of the city, but Lu Qi sent troops to attack me, and those who want to come to Zhaoxing should also understand."

"You created a good opportunity for him to control the south." Zhao Zuo pursed his lips, but he was chewing on the sentence "these years" that Xie Ling accidentally said.Zhao Zuo didn't know if he was thinking too much, of course, he hoped that he was thinking too much.

However, Xie Ling didn't seem to realize what he said, and still said with a sense of loss: "Yes", then turned to laughing at himself, "Do you feel that you don't know whether to be happy or worried?"

"Happy and happy," Zhao Zuo put aside what he had just thought for a while, and continued, "After all, as long as the envy can make Lu Qi let go, it will be to turn the clouds and see the sun."

"But I'm also worried. If Xianzhi doesn't return to the city in time, we..."

"It's a desperate mandarin duck." Zhao Zuo sat up, exerted strength with his hand, and brought Xie Ling to his side, and immediately kissed him on his lips, rolling over his lips. Zhao Zuo sucked the little Xie Ling. The scent of medicine in Ling's mouth was a little gentle.But at the moment when Xie Ling opened his lips to meet him, his eyes darkened, his movements were greedy, and he gradually became tougher, attacking the pool and plundering the ground.

Liang Ce, who was sent out of the city after discretion, led Lu Qi directly to Lujiashan Deer Camp, which had already set up camp in the mountains around Gyeonggi-do.

Lu Qi was sitting in the tent, half of the mountain antlers were placed on the table, and the generals outside the tent were walking around. Liang Ce was invited by Song Xing, the general of the mountain deer camp, to watch the military training on a small hill that served as the general's platform. Play martial arts.

Lu Qi took out the brocade pouch from his bosom, it was the one Xie Wuling left him many years ago, no matter how angry he was, he was not willing to throw away this brocade bag, probably still attached to the person who gave him the brocade bag.

He took out two small notes from the kit, one was written "Zhao Xing", which was the clue Xie Wuling left him early in the morning, and the other was taken from the bookshelf in the secret room of Zhao Xing's bamboo house of.

"What kind of deal do you have with Xie Wuling?" Lu Qi frowned, clasping his hands aimlessly on the table.

There was a short sentence written on that piece of paper: "Thank you for your request today, and you will return it in the future." There is a small word "酒" on the head of the paper, which is regarded as a dot of ink if you don't look carefully. Recognize, recognize this handwriting.

When he lived in Chongque with Xianzhi when he was young, Xianzhi was courteous to him after drinking and gave him a few hand-copied scriptures, but he took a look at those things once or twice, and put them on the shelf.The handwriting passed his and Xianzhi's eyes, and Xianzhi even praised the silk flower script when he didn't know it was delivered after dinner.

I found out later and never mentioned it again.Perhaps it was because he knew that this queen was not his biological mother, so there was always some estrangement.But Lu Qi thought it was Xie Wuling who took Xie Wuling's position at first, so he was unhappy; later, he realized that Zhuanzi was not real, and he was still a child, so he followed Xianzhi's love for Wuji, just like Xianzhi treated Liang Ce coldly, So did he.

It's just that now that they are older, everyone has some unknown calculations hidden in their hearts.Xianzhi and Liang Xiang secretly measured Lu Qi, but they didn't expect Liang Xiang to throw the measurement into Lu Qi's hands again.

In Liang Ce's study, Lu Qi saw a letter left by Xian Zhi to Prime Minister Liang. The first half of the letter was all about Xian Zhi reporting to Liang Ce about his arrival at the palace. Lu Qi could see whether it was true or not. half confused.But in the second half, there are only six words, and even a three-year-old child can understand it without Lu Qi thinking about it—"Return to Fufeng, trap Lu Qi".

From this point of view, it was logical for Lu Qili to leave Juheng to find Changle, and then be intercepted halfway back to the small hall deep in Chongque, where no one cares about him.

And Xianzhi, the person who should care about him the most, even going to see the lantern with him, and being dispersed by the crowd for half an hour, would cause Xianzhi to be silent for a long time at the end, and would drag him to sleep together at night I'm relieved.But he was indifferent when he disappeared on the way to see Changle.

If Xianzhi really had the heart, Lu Qi thought, Xianzhi would probably look for him within half a day, unless Xianzhi didn't want to look for him.

And those six words, at this moment, appeared naked in front of Lu Qi, like a blow to the head, making his heart that was still making excuses for Xie Wuling and Xianzhi instantly buried in Meng Dong's frosty snow , It also made all his struggles pale and powerless, and turned into futility.

"How does Prime Minister Liang think about today's martial arts performance?"

Song Xing's voice came from outside the tent, and Lu Qi immediately came back to his senses. He hurriedly put the two pieces of paper into the kit, took the kit off the table, and put it in his left hand.

Lu Qi pretended to hold a pen with his right hand, and randomly moved the pen two or three times on the rice paper pressed under the paperweight. The writing was so scribbled that even he himself couldn't distinguish it.

Liang Ce lifted the tent and entered the curtain, glanced at the rice paper on the table, saw a few rough strokes on the paper, and couldn't help frowning.

"Why, the young master's heart is unstable again?"

"Why did Prime Minister Liang say that?" Lu Qifang was about to write, but hesitated, raising his hand to ask.

"Such a scribbled word, people say that it's only when you're drunk. The old minister sees that the young master is not drunk, but he's also a bookworm." Liang Ce smiled deliberately, and then raised his finger to point at the scribbled word, as if it was true. Authentic, "This word, the old minister knows, but the word 'zhi'?"

"Liang Xiang was joking..." Lu Qi was about to answer when he saw Liang Ce pointing, then he lowered his head and glanced, his hand trembled for a moment, and the ink on the pen hit the word Liang Xiang pointed at, staining it away.Lu Qi hurriedly put the pen on, and smiled at the right time, "It's just Lu Qi's random writing, and it can't be written. Prime Minister Liang is worrying too much."

Lu Qi didn't dare to recognize the words Xiang Liang said, he bit his lips, and complained to himself in his heart, it must be that he copied Xian's name too many times when he was bored, but now he has no intention of it. He also left such a pen, which only added trouble to himself.

Liang Xiang raised his eyebrows, withdrew his hand just enough, turned and pointed to Song Xingdao: "General Song just talked about the current situation with the old minister, and the old minister thinks there is no problem. The young master wants to give some advice."

Lu Qi looked at Song Xing, who bowed his hands in salute.

"I would like to hear the details, and I would like to ask the general to enlighten me. I just came to the barracks, and I have not learned much."

"Don't dare." Song Xing lowered his eyes and agreed.After accepting the gift, he took two steps towards the wooden frame that supported the map, with his hands slightly lowered.

"The strength of Fufeng is not much. Most of the Guzang army under Emperor Zuo's rule at the beginning, when Emperor Zuo took office, they followed Xie Ningzhi's request to the east. Fufeng only has Tianjia secret guards and Zhaoxing knights, and there are The Imperial Forest Army formed by those dudes. Although the former is formidable, it is hard to beat four punches with one hand, while the latter is completely vulnerable."

"As for Chongque, there used to be Master Shen. Not long ago, Master Shen left Fufeng to go to Guzang, which was allowed by Emperor Zuo. As for General Ye of the Northwest, if Lord Xinling handles it well, as long as we act quickly enough, stop it. With this time difference, it will be too late when his reinforcements arrive. If Lord Xinling doesn’t handle it well, then the Ye family will not turn against the generals, and they will probably be loyal to the Marquis.”

"Then what if Xianzhi doesn't deal with it and just goes back to Chongque?" Lu Qi asked.

Liang Xiang suddenly laughed out loud: "Young Lord is still so naive. The Lord of Xinling defended Chongque alone, and he came here to die. Since he has been willing to work with Xie Ning every step of the way for these years, will he come to die for no reason? " Xiang Liang took another step closer, propped his elbows on the table, and asked, "It's still a fluke for the young master, thinking that the Lord of Xinling will do his best for you. Then the young master will definitely fulfill the letter The mausoleum owner's solitary courage is that."

Lu Qi frowned when he heard the words, hesitated for a long time before saying: "Zhaoxing's current news cannot be sent to Fufeng City, the news from Fufeng City..."

Liang Ce interrupted: "Of course I can't send it out. At least the Lord Xinling who is on the way to send the spirit will not know. The young master can rest assured. But there is not much time for the young master to think about it. Wait for the Lord Xinling. After realizing it, it is no longer a matter of "trapped Lu Qi", the young master should know the winner and loser, and what will happen to the loser."

"When will the mountain deer battalion be assembled and when will the city be attacked?" Lu Qi raised his eyes, with a hint of resentment different from the past, I don't know if he is annoyed at Liang Ce in front of him, or himself, "How to attack? "

Song Xing couldn't help frowning when he heard him ask such a question. He called out "Bring the map of Fufeng" outside the tent, and spread out a large cowhide map on the table in front of Lu Qi. It was sketched on the picture, and he explained his thoughts to Lu Qi little by little.

Compared with the imminent Yamaha Camp outside Gyeonggi-do, this Yanran Yamaha Camp is much deserted.

Yanran came all the way on the road outside the general's mansion, and the young servant standing outside the general's mansion opened his eyes wide. After seeing who was coming, he immediately reported to the mansion.

Xian Zhi grabbed the reins and immediately threw the reins to the monk behind him, turning over and jumping off the horse.Beating the dusty robes, the young man who had not waited for the announcement came to invite, and the young man who was guarding outside the door roared "no entry without notification".

He tilted his head, his eyes were as cold as winter snow, and there was a chill in them, which made the boys who blocked the way terrified.He took the opportunity to raise his hands and push them, opened their hands blocking the way, stepped over the threshold, and then raised his voice: "Xinling came to see Old General Lu on behalf of Lu Weiming, you are waiting to stop me today, but even Mr. Don't recognize it?"

After finishing speaking, Xianzhi turned around and pointed to a shivering boy, perhaps because Xianzhi came and called Lu Weiming by his name, they had never seen such a person.Whenever the trembling man was afraid, he knew he was timid and fearful, so Xianzhi still said in a solemn voice, "Lead the way."

"Yes yes yes." The young servant Nuonuo nodded and led Xianzhi to the general's mansion.

The author has something to say: Let’s make it sweeter if you don’t get too much today.