Ning Gu

But then again, under the green light, there is still land that cannot be illuminated by candles, and under the feet of the emperor, there are also dirty things that Zhao Zuo can't see.

There is a high-rise building in the northwest corner of the old Xie mansion. The high-rise building has been in disrepair for a long time, and there are many cobwebs under the porch. It seems to have been abandoned for many years and there are few people.

At dawn, the sun brushed against the side, wanting to take a look.The people of Fufeng are still asleep, and a man in black is sneaking into the tall building.

After going up to the third floor, the interior is much cleaner than the exterior. On the top floor, the interior is much more refined, and it doesn't look as dilapidated as the first and second floors. It seems that someone lives here.

At the railing outside the house, a person stood facing the wind with his hands behind his back.

The person with the back of his hand heard the deliberately heavy footsteps of the visitor, and looked back.

When the man in black looked up, he happened to see the lake-blue eyes of the man when he looked back. The eyes that were supposed to be clear to the bottom were now so cloudy that it was daunting.

The man in black bowed his head and said, "Mr. Lang, master asked me to ask you when to act."

The man blocked the hair that was blown up by the night wind, and his smile was like a spring breeze, with a bit of coldness.It's like standing on a high place for a long time, and it's also caught in the cold spring.

"It's going to be dawn." The man said, and his lake blue eyes became more attached, "Can you understand the meaning of the second picture?"

"The master said that the gentleman can't solve it. There should not be many people in this world who can understand it."

"Then he thinks highly of me." The man pursed his lips, and the smile in his eyes disappeared as he walked.He walked from the railing to the desk in the house, a little candlelight fell around the desk, and some clear and meaningful characters could be vaguely discerned.

He picked up the few pieces of black gold paper, lit the fire, saw that the paper was licked by the fire, and then threw it into the large brush wash that was not filled with water.

"Last question, is Xie Pingzhi back?" The man saw the paper turned into ashes, and then asked.

"I don't know, I haven't heard the master mention it. Thank you for drinking poison. I haven't heard anyone mention it for five years. Why did Lang Jun suddenly mention it?"

The man seemed to know the result, he didn't pay much attention to the man in black's answer, nor did he answer the man in black's question. As counselors, they are naturally most afraid of unexpected accidents and people they don't want to meet.

He turned around and took a letter from the bookshelf behind him, and handed it to the man in black.

"If I don't return tomorrow, you can send this letter to the place where it should go, and there will be barbarians waiting for you there. After that, just act according to the master's idea."

"Yes."

While talking, the man walked around the man in black, and when he descended the steps, he seemed to remember something, and added: "Also, keep the scimitar in the room. If Xie Pingzhi really comes back... ..."

Thinking of this, his eyes still trembled, and he paused before saying: "If it is true that he is back, the scimitar may save the master's life."

"What about Mr. Lang?"

"Land of Fufeng, be cautious in your words and actions."

The man in black stood there in a daze, watching the figure of the man leaving, keeping the man's warning in mind, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses and left.

In Juheng Garden on the other side, Lu Qi was looking at his own shadow under the shadow wall. At some point, there was an extra shadow standing side by side with his shadow. He tilted his head, his eyes were a little dazed, and said : "Envy..."

"Ok?"

"Envy it."

"Ok?"

"Envy it."

"Ah."

Xianzhi could feel Lu Qi's changes, and knew that Lu Qi just wanted to call him. He took Lu Qi's hand, put it in his palm, glanced at it, and squeezed again, "I'm here."

Lu Qi was relieved by his response, he straightened out the thoughts in his mind, and said, "Sang Luo, who is it?"

"It belongs to Duke Yong..." Xianzhi glanced at Lu Qi hesitantly. He didn't know if Lu Qi knew about it, but he did never mention a word in front of Lu Qi.

But Lu Qi wanted to prove himself when Xianzhi paused, like rushing to answer, wanted to blurt out, and changed the question again: "The person next to the pillow?"

Xian Zhi was startled, looked away from Shang Lu Qi's inquiring eyes, and replied: "Yes, but they are also poor people. They can be regarded as goods. Hu was born beautiful, and he was picked up from the border. Selling to officials and nobles is mostly used as capital to show off, some people meet good masters, it is a lifetime, and some are rough, and they have to go through several hands."

"Sang Luo is also a poor person?"

"It should be, but it doesn't count? Yong Guogong is his first term, and it should be his last term."

Xianzhi pulled Lu Qi and sat down on the stone platform not far from the shadow wall. The stone platform is a few steps away from the corridor house, and the scenery is unique, and you can watch the sun come and go by looking up.

The rising sun broke through the ground, and the sky was about to brighten.

The door of the corridor room was still closed tightly. After everything was settled last night, he and Lu Qi were sent out by Mr. Qi.

Said that the sedative medicine was heavily used, afraid that they would stay inside all day and feel drowsy, so they asked them to wait outside the house, if there was any noise, it would be too late to go in again.

"The last term?" Lu Qi asked.

"Well. Duke Yong was stripped of his hat and ordered to be banned from the palace, but he was still ordered to enter the palace for the Mid-Autumn Festival royal family banquet. However, Concubine Yong died the next day, and the father and the mother rushed to see him off In the last meeting of Auntie Zhen, some other incidents happened in the middle, you may know about it when you study history in the future."

"After that?" Speaking of reading, Lu Qi lost interest and just wanted to skip it.

"Later, the news got into the palace, and Grandpa Huang was furious. He withdrew his fiefdom in a flash, and imprisoned the eldest prince Zhao Xiu in the mansion. No one was allowed to visit him. Brothers and sisters were not allowed to intercede. Help. Xu Shi went to heaven and earth overnight, which drove him crazy, and Sang Luo also disappeared that day. Father Huang and Aunt Yuan Wrap, Xu Shi also interceded for him. For three years, a Xishan Lingjian Monastery lived and prayed for blessings."

"Tsk." Lu Qi sighed, "The late emperor is so cruel, aren't they all his children? If you want my father, he will definitely not be like this."

In the heart of envy, he sighed together, your father has done more ruthless things, but you didn't see it.

"Your father will only strike harder than him." Xian Zhi was thinking, when someone spoke out for him, this steady voice was still very familiar.

He turned his head and saw Zhao Zuo walking over with his hands behind his back.He always felt that his father's shoulders were drooping, and even his eyes were bloodshot.

"Father, Your Majesty." He and Lu Qi clasped their hands together and asked.

Zhao Zuo nodded and did not continue the topic just now.What kind of person Xie Wuling was and what he did, the history books are clear, and Lu Qi will know sooner or later.

Xie Ling didn't want Lu Qi to call him father, envied that Xie Ling forgot, but Zhao Zuo knew in his heart that no one would love Lu Qi more than Xie Ling, and no one would hope that his son could call himself Father; but Xie Ling knew that he couldn't bear Lu Qi's father.The kindness and resentment owed by the previous generation will always be repaid in this generation.

Zhao Zuo raised his head, let out a long breath, collected his thoughts, and asked seriously: "Where is the future of the emperor's brother?"

"According to the late emperor's will and the procedures of the Ministry of Rites, the mausoleum was prepared early in the morning, and the body was turned into ashes. I think some old things and remnants of clothes will be taken into the coffin to make a formality. The inscriptions on the inscriptions will be passed on, and the emperor, you have to choose one for him. Posthumous title. It should be within the past few days."

"Establish a biography on a stele?" Zhao Zuo couldn't hide the sternness in his eyes, "Let the people in the Ministry of Rites wait for the biography to be completed, and show it to the widows. Since you are the emperor's brother, you can't wrong him. "

"My son knows, I will go to the ward after the court meeting later."

"Another thing about Zhaoxing..."

"What Lu Qi said last time, and the note, the monk who came to see Zhaoxing off that day mentioned it to me. He said that he would start to investigate, and someone would send a message in five days at the latest."

"The shaman is trustworthy?"

"It looks familiar, but I don't remember when I saw it," Xianzhi frowned and said, "But he said that he is an old friend of his father, and his family name is Yuzhou, a Yuzhou with great wisdom, a boat of a flat boat."

"It's him." Zhao Zuo suddenly realized, "You also know that when he lived in the Yongguo Palace in the old days, he came to deliver letters several times."

"Have you lived in the mansion for a while? Then I know it. I always heard Master calling him a novice. I thought his name was a novice."

"It's your master. I have a bad memory." Zhao Zuo shook his head and sighed again, "Now that I'm old, my memory is even worse." His eyes turned to Lu Qi, as if comforting him, "You Also understand more, don't care about him."

Lu Qi nodded flattered, probably because he hadn't seen Zhao Zuo speak so tenderly and fatherlyly for several years.

"Go and change into the court clothes, and rest in the chariot for a while. Lu Qi, take good care of you, don't be playful." Zhao Zuo gave another order, and then turned to the little boy who was waiting at the end of the corridor for a while. go.The two seemed to have said something, and Zhao Zuo left in a hurry.

Xianzhi also went deep into the garden, Lu Qi slipped out of the palace to live in the garden when he was free in the past two years, Xianzhi also left a set of court clothes in the garden for convenience.

One morning is like a blink of an eye.

Lu Qi sat on the steps at the entrance of the gallery, and waited for several hours. The servant delivered breakfast several times, but he still didn't hear the mountain man waking up and calling for someone in the room, and he didn't know where Mr. Qi went .

When the sun was in the sky, Lu Qi had done a few sets of boxing in the yard, and then saw Zhao Zuo's figure appear at the other end of the corridor.

He went up to meet him, and before he could call the sage, he saw a little boy calling Zhao Zuo to a stop.

Not far away, Lu Qi listened to the boy's report: "A person came from outside the garden. He didn't get a name card, but he brought a few words. He is not drunk, and he is helpless to say goodbye. And..."

Zhao Zuo frowned deeply: "What else?"

"He said that what he wanted to meet was an old friend of his. It was someone who could understand the poem just now."

"Lead him to the house of 'Fatan'."

"'Fatan'?" Hearing this, Lu Qi immediately ran to Zhao Zuo and stopped the boy, "No! No one else can enter Father's house."

"Lead him to 'cut sandalwood'." Zhao Zuo turned a blind eye to Lu Qi's behavior.

"Your Majesty! No way!" Zhao Zuo still walked towards the corridor house, Lu Qi pulled the boy, and neither did Zhao Zuo. In a panic, he shouted, "My father gave the garden to brother Xianzhi, you Even the Holy One can't use it! This is what my father said back then! You! You also agreed! You can't deny your account just because my father is unconscious!"

After hearing this, Zhao Zuo faltered, as if he wanted him to swallow the last sentence.

But Lu Qi refused to give in. Seeing that Zhao Zuo looked back and hesitated, he was encouraged, put his hands on his hips, and said: "You can't bring outsiders to 'Fatan'! Brother Xian will not agree! You can't Don't admit it!"

Zhao Zuo walked towards him, making Lu Qi timid step by step.

When Zhao Zuo passed by Lu Qi, he didn't stop, but just explained: "My account with your father is recognized by the widow, but only what he told me personally."

Zhao Zuo changed the title of "widow", and Lu Qi was stunned again.

Zhao Zuo didn't want to wait for him to come back to his senses, so he told the little boy, "When Mr. Qi comes back, you ask him to send Lu Qi to Yuan Bao's place. I'll meet that man outside the garden.

The author has something to say: Kowtow even later

If you don't get drunk, Lang Zhongsang falls into the wine, which makes people helpless to say goodbye.

From Zhang Wei's "Bie Wei Lang Zhong"