Ning Gu

The night wind pierced through the pavilion, and the two sat opposite each other.At that time, it was a good time to invite the moon to drink together, but there was only one cup filled with wine.

Xie Ling calmly turned over the cup in front of him and pushed it to Xianzhi, but Xianzhi only took a glance at it and took it away.

"Master." Xian Zhi glanced at Xie Ling, as if he didn't know how to add a drop of wine for him.

"Xianzhi..." Xie Ling straightened his clothes, closed his wind robe, and was about to make a long speech, but was stopped by Xianzhi who was full of affection.

"Xianzhi knows that Master has taught Xianzhi a lot, teaching him to walk and paint, and teaching him to govern the world and cultivate himself. Hmm..." Xianzhi added earnestly while thinking, "I also taught Lu Qi how to read annotations, and also It counts with me."

Hearing this, Xie Ling pursed his lips.Probably teaching Lu Qi to read daily notes is the only skill he taught Lu Qi that he can envy in the Fufeng Gang.Speaking of it, it was just a whim, and that Japan was in the Xie Mansion where he read the transcribed daily life notes sent by the eunuchs he had organized earlier. Lu Qi was by his side, clamoring to read it, but later said he couldn’t understand it and asked Xie Wuling teach.That's what Lu Qi taught.

However, Lu Qi was young and didn't know much about it, but Zhao Zuo used to tease Xie Wuling about it.Of course, like father, like son.

Letting Xian's teasing, Xie Ling's eyes wandered around the wine all the time.

Seeing it, Xianzhi also smiled, and in front of Xie Ling, he picked up the upside-down wine cup again, added the birthday eyebrows newly handed over by the hidden guard, and said: "Master said yes, I am grateful Illustrated report. Envy you have to follow the doctor's advice."

"But the doctor who made the order also agreed that day." Xie Ling knew he was wrong, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"He's a quack doctor." Hearing this, Xian Zhi still couldn't help muttering.Then the attitude remained firm.

Xie Ling cast a sidelong glance at Xian, whether it was for Xianzhi or Zhao Zuo, it was like a stone dropped into a deep pool and gradually fell silent.

Seeing this, Xie Ling also gave up, he came to know his envious temper, and it would be futile to try again.Relatively silent for a while.

The breeze under the moon came slowly, and it also brought the smell of envy all over the body.

In fact, when Cai Xianzhi approached, Xie Ling could smell it, but after all, it is Erlang, a young man, who has gone somewhere, so it is not surprising that he has caused this smell.

It's just that Xie Ling is familiar with this smell, there are other fragrances mixed in the powder fragrance, he doesn't quite remember the name of the fragrance, but he only remembers that it is Shen Changxie's favorite.

Xie Ling asked, "Where did you get the powder smell?"

"I went to Ya Ge." Xianzhi frowned, probably because he didn't expect that he came back with the smell of makeup, but fortunately he was in the forest just now, and Zhao Zuo didn't say anything.He took off his coat and talked eloquently: "Mr. Shen is going to the northwest, and asked him to bring a bouquet of mountain flowers to the grave of the old general. He also went to burn incense for Mr. Shen by the way."

"Actually..." Xie Ling still froze when he heard the word "Master Shen".

Xianzhi noticed something, and naturally grabbed the words.

"Master, I know. If I were you, I would too." He paused and said again, "Who is this Fufeng's heart? It's really not that easy to guess."

At first, Xianzhi didn't know these twists and turns hidden under the magnificent scenery of Fufeng.Later, he followed Xie Wuling, and Xie Wuling put all the things hidden in the painting hall at his hand.As long as he thinks, as long as he asks, Xie Wuling knows everything.

Slowly, all those dirty things were caught by him.As for Shen Changyu's matter, Shen Changxie was drunk one day and accidentally told him about it.I only heard it at that time, if you want to say that Xianzhi does not blame Xie Wuling at all, that is a lie.It was only later that he figured it out when he sought a job in his position.

"Master." Xianzhi said out loud when he had run out of wine.

"Ok?"

He frowned, and hesitated a few times in his heart, before confiding: "What do you think... how will Lu Qi choose?"

"Why did you ask so?"

"Father asked me if I wanted to see how Lu Qi would choose. I...was a little worried."

"What are you worried about? How he chooses, will it affect you?" Xie Ling raised his head to look at Xianzhi, and asked suddenly, "The fifth painting that no one in the world has ever seen, is here with you."

Xianzhi obviously did not expect that Xie Ling would suddenly ask about the fifth picture. The fifth picture that was shown to everyone in Fufeng before was a blank sheet of paper, but the picture with the real appearance was in Zhaoxing Bamboo Forest. In that secret room.

Xianzhi nodded, answered his question about the fifth painting, and replied firmly, "No."

The fifth picture is related to Lu Qi.And Xie Wuling asked Xianzhi to guard the back of the fifth picture...

It was probably Xie Ling's last retreat for Lu Qi.

This is what Xianzhi has long believed, but it is also what Xie Wuling is most afraid of.

He said vigilantly: "There is a saying, you should have heard - 'If love is seriously injured, it is as if it is not injured'."

Xian Zhi gritted his teeth subconsciously when he heard the words, his complexion became colder instantly, and the expression in his brows became more serious.

This is not the first time he has heard people say this, Old General Ye once taught him this sentence on the tower in Guzang City.At that time, Zhao Zuo repelled the Hu thieves besieging the city, and there were corpses lying all over the desert, and the yellow sand was stained with blood.Seeing this scene for the first time, Xianzhi couldn't help frowning.General Ye said this to him at that time.

Of course, this is not the first time he heard Xie Ling say this, the last time it was outside the Changming Hall, he was waiting outside the door waiting for Zhao Zuo to summon him, and he heard it inside the hall.What Xie Wuling was arguing with Zhao Zuo was what he heard at the time.

Some mercies are always in this Fufeng place, and should not be there.

In the end, under Xie Ling's gaze, he nodded his head carefully, which was a promise, a promise to him, if Lu Qi didn't want this retreat, he would definitely not use the kindness of a woman in his heart to leave a retreat for Lu Qi.

The floating clouds were blown by the steep wind and covered the moonlight, and after a while they were blown away by the wind again.

Xie Ling coughed suddenly, which aroused Xianzhi's thoughts.Xian Zhi hurriedly got up and asked Xie Ling if he wanted to go into the house, but Xie Ling waved his hand and said "no problem".

Xianzhi scolded Mr. Qi for being a quack doctor again in a low voice before giving up.

Xie Ling sipped tea to moisten his mouth, and then asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Xianzhi said without hesitation: "It's windy tonight, I'm afraid something will go wrong, so I just sit here and listen."

"That's rare. I'll listen to the wind together too?" Obviously, Xie Ling wasn't asking for Xianzhi's consent, but when Xianzhi turned his questioning gaze, he added, "I've been asleep for half a day, how could there be any more?" Going to sleep, it’s better to lay out the chess pieces and listen to the wind. If I’m tired, I’ll go back to the house.”

Xianzhi still nodded in agreement, without insisting, he turned his head and asked someone to put it on the chessboard. Seeing this, Xie Ling became interested.

"Today I will teach you a new game of chess."

Xian Yi looked at Xie Ling's game of chess, felt familiar for some reason, and watched a few more steps. Seeing Xie Ling handing over Sheng Heizi's chess scoop, his brows furrowed impatiently, and he said bluntly: " Master is lying again, isn't this the game that Uncle Shihuang played with you?"

Xie Ling nodded, raised his chin, and let him go.Xianzhi put the pieces on the chessboard step by step, saying: "I hold black pieces, Master will lose."

"No." You come and go, Xie Ling replied, "Yong Guogong only knows what I want him to know. But there is always a way."

Xie Ling was at the place where he once made a wonderful method: "In this way, we can revitalize the game."

"Putting it to death and rebirth? Master, this son actually ended up here?"

When Xianzhi saw the drop, he suddenly became enlightened.

"I didn't do it, it was done by Daoist Miaofa."

When Xianzhi heard the wonderful method, he thought about who it was, and then he paused before answering: "Ah, it's Master Huixuan's..."

"Yeah." Xie Ling leaned back, moved around, and sat upright again, "It's a pity that the smart people among them haven't escaped the crime of 'carrying biscuits'."

"That year, my father suddenly set off to Zhaoxing, but because of Miaofa Daoist? Then what they said about Renyi is also a lie, right?" Xianzhi took advantage of the opportunity to ask the question that was on his mind.

"Is it important to be true or not?" Xie Ling raised his eyebrows, folded his palms together on purpose, imitating Huixuan's profound appearance and tone, and said, "There is faith, isn't everything like this?"

"Important." Xian Zhi's burning eyes looked at him.

Hearing this, Xie Ling couldn't help turning his eyes away.How important it is, no matter how many things you know, the few merits and demerits in the history books are still those few words, and the word "Ning" is still approved by Xie Wuling and cannot be changed.

This is what Xie Ling knew that year.

That year, before Zhao Zuo and Princess Qi returned to Fufeng, Xie Wuling was summoned by Emperor Hui to enter the Changming Palace.

Xie Wuling was dressed in court clothes at that time, and knelt down at the foot of the steps.Emperor Hui stopped writing and asked him, "Has it been decided?"

"It's decided." Xie Wuling replied in a deep voice, "The prosperous age is a sycophantic, and Xie Pingzhi..."

Got it.

Probably since he met Zhao Zuo, he has recognized it.So he recognized the Lord from the mountain, and now he also recognizes this bone.

Emperor Hui smiled when he heard the words, but what is really ridiculous is that he made this decision not at all for Xie Wuling to decide how to go, but how to die in the end.

Emperor Hui would not let a female stream from Qi Kingdom sit on the throne, nor would he let Zhaoxing threaten this position.

He chose the country of Qi in front of Xie Wuling, just to force Xie Wuling to have no choice.Even if Xie Wuling clearly understood his calculation at this moment, he was helpless.

What Zhao Zuo wanted was a righteous name, and what he wanted was for Zhao Zuo to get what he wanted.

Seeing the slyness in Emperor Shanghui's eyes, Xie Wuling curled his lips reluctantly and politely.

"Mr. Zhao Xing is lucky. Since that's the case, when Mr. Ming goes to court tomorrow, let's meet Princess Qi and Duke Qin on my behalf." Emperor Hui made the decision in a good mood.

Xie Wuling kowtowed in response, but when Emperor Hui asked him to kneel down, he still knelt at His Highness.

"The next official dares to ask for another request."

Emperor Hui signaled Xie Wuling to continue talking, and Xie Wuling should come.When Emperor Hui heard Xie Wuling mentioning Lord Sanlang of the Shen family, he raised his head and looked at the servants.

The two were deadlocked in the main hall, and the old eunuch who was listening outside the hall couldn't help shivering.

"You want...to threaten the widow?"

"Don't dare." Xie Wuling's tone did not fluctuate, and he said coldly, "If Xie Pingzhi could threaten the Holy Majesty, he should have used this matter to reject the Holy Majesty just now. This official is only asking for a pardon. Compared with the Shen family , not too much."

The happy look on Emperor Hui's face was driven away at some point, and his angry eyes widened, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Xie Wuling also pretended not to be in a hurry, only gritted his teeth and endured the dull pain in his knees when he buried his head, and knelt down at the bottom of the steps.

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