Ning Gu

The two stood together outside the gate of a courtyard, looking up at the geese rowing above the clouds.

"There are so many things hidden in this heavy que, how can anyone distinguish between the true and the false?" Xianzhi looked sideways at the elderly elder beside him, "Grandpa thinks that what Xianzhi said should be taken seriously?"

Liang Cheng turned his head to meet Shang Xianzhi's eyes, but unfortunately he didn't see any clues in those abyss-like eyes, so he laughed dryly, and didn't express his thoughts.

Seeing this, Xianzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, turned around and pushed the door open, and said with his hands behind his back.

"As for why he helped him, grandson is actually doing things from the heart." After a pause, he raised his voice, as if deliberately speaking to the people in the room, "Today, grandson is in a good mood, so he is spared."

As soon as Xianzhi finished speaking, he heard a series of crackling sounds of porcelain vases and copper furnaces falling into the ground in the house.

Xianzhi still teased without changing his face: "It seems that Guanzhi is not in a good mood today."

As he spoke, he turned his body sideways, and respectfully let Liang Ce advance, and then followed Liang Ce, slowly following behind Liang Ce.

Liang Ce probably also took advantage of Xianzhi's presence, and he didn't stare at Guanzhi when he entered the house like in the old days; instead, when he glanced at the mess in the house, he hated it. With the appearance of steel, he said earnestly and sincerely: "Look at it. Still can't calm down while painting every day?"

Guan Zhi's gaze was not long after Liang Ce entered the room, and looked past Liang Cheng to the person behind him, and the hand that was still holding Hu Bi tightened his grip on Hu Bi again.

Seeing the mess in the house, Xian Zhi felt a lot more relieved. He even relaxed his brows that had been frowned for a few days. He defended him and said: "The mind of Guan Zhi is still young, and it is natural that it is difficult to meditate. Lu Qi was also That's it." Xianzhi paused intentionally, with slyness in his eyes again, and he didn't show any affection, "It's just this habit of throwing things around, I should inform my mother to urge her to change it. .Otherwise, I’m afraid that other thoughts will not be spread, so let’s spread this trivial matter first. Then others should laugh at the prince of the Tian family and the crown. It’s not as good as a little duke with a foreign surname that has not been crowned.” At the end, he added, “That’s true. It’s no different from the small people who were born in Luzuo.”

Guan Zhi heard the words and almost threw the lake pen in his hand out in despair, but under the eyes of Liang Cheng, he had no guts after all, so he just slapped the lake pen heavily on the table.

Guan Zhi was originally the son of Liang Zhuo, so he was about the same age as Xian Zhi, but later Liang Zhuo brought him back, in order to deceive others, he called him two years younger than Xian Zhi.Partial envy now compares him with Lu Qi, an unqualified and ignorant person.

So he gave up, and said that he hid in Luzuo in his early years.He was so angry that he couldn't help himself.

If it wasn't for Liang Ce's fiercer eyes, Guan Zhi would have stepped forward now, forcing Xian Zhi to grab the ground with his head.

"My aunt's young master?" Guan Zhi's hand that was on the table slowly retracted into a fist, but the Hu brush rolled on the table, rolled out of the table and fell to the ground.

Guanzhi looked at Xianzhi provocatively, snorted coldly, and returned to his normal expression after a while, as if changing his face, and said coldly: "I'm afraid Lu Qi won't think so now."

"No matter what Lu Qi thinks, I don't need Guanzhi to bother. Since Guanzhi is free, let's think about how to make up your argument first. I guess no one wants to intercede for you in the Emperor's Changming Palace next time."

Guanzhi glanced at him enviously, and said: "The cat cries for the mouse."

"Look at it." Liang Ce said embarrassingly, probably because he didn't want himself, who also went to intercede for him, to be classified as a fake merciful person by him.

"Find a time to confess your mistake to your father." Liang Ce ordered seriously.

Guan Yi held back the word "good" reluctantly, but Xian Zhi didn't know whether he was too lazy to watch the two of them sing, or did it on purpose, bluntly saying that he was waiting outside, which was out of the box.

After Xianzhi walked out and closed the door, Liang Ce took a few steps and asked in a low voice, "Lu Zuodi, what's going on?"

"Who did the trick, grandpa doesn't understand?" Guan Zhi bent down to pick up the lake pen, and blew on the dusty rabbit hair.

"But what about that painting?" Liang Ce frowned and asked.

"Painting, what painting?" Guan Zhi raised his head to look at Liang Ce, and suddenly realized, "Landscape painting? It's always here with me."

Speaking of which, Guanzhi put the Hu brush away, and searched for the picture he drew a few months ago.

But the more he looked for Guanzhi, the worse his complexion became, and even Liang Ce's complexion was also not very good.

"Where are the pictures?" Guan Zhi muttered, opening scrolls one by one on the bookshelf.

Hearing this, Liang Ce's heart trembled along with the hands on the seat: "You, aren't you sending yourself out?"

"Grandpa, I..." Guan Zhi's movements suddenly stopped. He knew the meaning of Liang Ce's painting, but he refused to admit it. He flicked the painting on the bookshelf to the ground, shook his head and said, "No Yes, this room is full of Mr. Sang Luo's cronies and people from the Liang family."

They will never collude with others and betray themselves.Guanzhi can't say these words now anyway, the fact is right in front of his eyes, the painting he thought he had hidden appeared in the underground of that Luzuo place.

Besides, other paintings are fine, but it is the picture of mountains and rivers.

And in this capital city, only Xie Wuling and him can really draw a picture of the country.But Xie Wuling has long been buried in the eyes of the world, and he can't get rid of it anyway.

"You can't even see the people on the side of the couch clearly. Isn't this a joke?"

Rao is that Liang Ce has deliberately cultivated and observed it over the years, and he is very angry at what he did today.Liang Ce got up and flung his sleeves to leave, but Guan Zhi stopped him

"Grandpa..." Guan Zhi raised his eyes, cautiously probing.

It's a pity that his cautiousness made Liang Ce even more angry. Liang Ce's hand hidden behind his back was red from his own, and he took a long time to take a step, bypassing Guan Zhi.

"Well done."

"Grandpa," Xianzhi stood outside under the eaves, and turned around when he heard Liang Ce's door opening, "Have you finished asking?"

"Hmm. Didn't Xinling hear it?" Liang Ce's brows were still lingering with sorrow.

"Xinling is in Chongque, only listen to what you need to hear."

"Then what is the meaning of Xinling's establishment here?"

"I still have a question I want to ask my grandfather, so I stood in the shade and waited, lest my grandfather feel that Xinling lacks sincerity."

Hearing this, Liang Ce relaxed his eyebrows a little, letting Xian Zhi use it.

Xian Zhidao: "Why is there wind everywhere in this Chongque, the wind is too much, and sometimes it is almost impossible to distinguish the east of the Xinling Mausoleum."

"Where a person stands, there is wind. But in this heavy tower, there are few east winds. How can you tell the east by just listening to the sound?" Liang Ce raised his eyes to look at Xianzhi, and just now called the melancholy clouds caused by Guanzhi Many were dismissed at this time.

Smart people always like to talk to smart people, probably for this reason.

"It should be that Dongfeng has a lot of money, but there are not many who are willing to become Dongfeng." Liang Ce pursed his lips and looked at the people around him.

"Grandpa, you said, the Dongfeng around Guanzhi should..." Xianzhi raised his brows and said, "It's changed direction, isn't it?"

Liang Ce laughed when he heard this, but what he had to say, if Xianzhi hadn't followed Xie Wuling early in the morning, then he would probably become Liang Ce's most proud grandson.

If that's the case, Liang Ce wouldn't spend so many years cultivating a mediocre talent.

The mediocre person Liang Ce thought was not only unable to hear the Dongfeng theory in the room, but fell into deeper troubles.

That was because of the new news sent by the person Sang Luo stayed with him, that Empress Liang invited Lu Jia Erlang.

Hearing this, Guanzhi's hands clenched into fists on the table.Lu Qi's play was supposed to be the one he was most looking forward to, but now it is more like a reminder to him.

He sat among his paintings that had fallen all over the floor, as if he could really hold something by holding these words.

Little did he know that this painting was probably the only thing he owned.

"Has the token from Northwest been delivered?" He slowly raised his head and asked the man.

"No, it was directly invited by Empress Liang, and it should have skipped the token."

"jump over?"

"Yes. Just now, I saw that the maidservant and aunt from the central palace came to look for Cheng Liang, and the Lord Xinling was also there. I think..."

But Guan Zhi directly interrupted him: "Together? When did Zhao Xianzhi get together with them? Huh? Didn't Liang Ce look down on Xie Wuling, didn't he also look down on Zhao Xianzhi?"

"Small one, I don't know..." The visitor answered with his head buried.

"Get out." Guan Yi was out of breath and yelled at him.

The visitor raised his eyes, but he still had the guts to say, "Master, Mr. Sang Luo once left something for you. He said that when the situation is critical in the future, you can take it to find the Lord of the Mausoleum. Boss, Boss." ..."

"Always survive? Haha, I want Zhao Xianzhi to come and kill me?" Guan Zhi suddenly raised his throat and laughed.After laughing for a while, he seemed to think of something, stopped abruptly, and said in a low voice: "They have already figured it out! It means that Lu Qi is not in a hurry to lose Zhao Xianzhi."

"It turned out that it was all calculated early! Let the Liang family leave me as a matter of course and let me be his stepping stone for Zhao Xianzhi?" Guan Zhi flicked the scroll in his hand, stood up, and murmured, "I can't do what he wants, I can't, I can't. ..."

Guan Zhi sat back in front of his drawing table, picked up the lake brush, and sketched aimlessly on the rice paper.

For a moment, the whole room fell into silence, and the kneeling person was even more motionless, not daring to make a sound.

Suddenly Guanzhi raised his eyes, tilted his head and asked, "What about the chess move that Sang Luo left beside the Holy One? Let him make a move. Didn't Sang Luo say that he was going to be put to death and reborn? I have to be 'reborn'. "

As he spoke, he raised his hand, gathered up his somewhat messy black hair again, rolled his eyes twice, and said:

"Let him go to the Changming Hall and tell Di Zuo that I want to see my teacher."

On the other side of the Hall of Eternal Brightness, Xie Ling used Zhao Zuo's leg as a pillow, and had a good night's sleep, a heavy nap free from old dreams.

When the young monk Zhaoxing was brought from the secret path of Lingjian Temple, Xie Ling just woke up from his lunch break.

Zhao Zuoping retired from the eunuch Gong'e, and held a light gauze fan himself, and fanned Xie Ling to drive away the coming summer heat.

As soon as the little monk entered, he saw this scene, clasped his hands quickly, avoided his eyes, and said "good" before he opened his mouth to salute.

"My lord, sir."

"Well. Later..." Zhao Zuo lowered his voice a lot, looked at Xie Ling's sleepy eyes, and wanted the little monk to talk later, but Xie Ling interrupted him.

Xie Ling propped himself up and sat up, blinked at Zhao Zuo twice, curled his lips, and said to the little monk, "I'm sorry to trouble you, let's talk about it."

"Abbot Yuzhou asked the young monk to send it to Juheng Garden. He said that Master Huixuan left it for Mr. Zhaoxing who later held the seal of Zhaoxing." The young monk handed the things in front of the two of them, and continued, "The abbot said People from Zhaoxing couldn’t decipher the signature inside, so I came to ask Mr.

Zhao Zuo took the box for Xie Ling, opened it and found a whisk lying inside, with lotus flowers carved on the handle of the whisk.

"It's Sister Miaofa's old thing." Xie Ling looked at the thing that was no different from the usual whisk, but immediately recognized it.

"How can there be a Tibetan signature here?" Zhao Zuo took out Fuchen, handed it to Xie Ling, and rummaged through the box.

Xie Ling smiled helplessly, and asked Zhao Zuo to put the box down, saying that the signature was not there.

Then he held Fuchen in his hand, and twisted his hands on one end of Fuchen, and heard a "click", the sound of the mechanism opening and closing.

He raised his eyebrows at Zhao Zuo, and then removed the handle in half, and the note hidden in the handle of Fuchen fell out and landed on Xie Ling's shoe.

Zhao Zuo bent down to pick up the note, unfolded it, and looked at it with Xie Ling.

On the note:

"It's like getting a lamp in the dark, like getting a treasure from poverty, like getting a king from the people."

"It's like getting a light from the dark, like getting a treasure from poverty, like getting a king from the people?"

"The abbot and some senior brothers have done some research, and the last four words should say that this thing is in Fufeng City. So..."

"Meaning, the emphasis should be on the last word of each word?"

"Deng, Bao, Wang." Xie Ling frowned.

"Wang Shuo lived in Fufeng in his early years. He may have given too much advice on where to put things." Zhao Zuo looked at Xie Ling and put forward his own thoughts.

"No, since I used my sister's old things, it should be after the brother converted, or as Huixuan." Seeing that Zhao Zuo didn't refute, Xie Ling continued to think along the train of thought.

"As Empress Huixuan, I should only come to Fufeng once."

"You mean..." Zhao Zuo looked at Xie Ling clearly, "I'll send someone to investigate, don't waste your time."

After saying that, Zhao Zuo got up and went out, leaving the little monk looking at Xie Ling in a daze.

In fact, the time Zhao Zuo and Xie Ling talked about was probably before Miaofa's accident.Zhao Zuo made Qin Guogong, and Hui Xuan entered Fufeng City on the grounds of congratulations.

At that time Huixuan was living in Xie Wuling's garden, originally planned to return in a day or two, but it happened that the rainy season was a little earlier, Fufeng continued to rain for several days, Xie Wuling was afraid that the road would be difficult, so he stayed Hui Xuan one or two days.

But he didn't want to stay here, it was enough to make Huixuan regret for half his life, and of course Xie Wuling also regretted the beginning.

"Crack——" the sound of opening and closing came from Lu Qi's hand.

Lu Qi was originally looking at daily life notes before, but without Xie Wuling and Xianzhi by his side, how could he have had so much thought to study this daily life notes.

He looked around in this inner room, and went to the altar to study it, and found that the altar was as familiar as the box he couldn't remember where he saw it when he was a child.

It seemed that someone had taught him how to open the box a long time ago, and his hand opened it by feeling.

He carefully took out a booklet from the box, held the booklet closer, blew on the dust, and then opened it to read a few pages.

This blue book was originally an account book left by the Wang family to Mr. Zhaoxing.It recorded the list of the Liang family's bribery and acceptance of bribes in those years, as well as some places where they hid stolen goods.And the Gyeonggi porcelain kiln on the homepage has been crossed out.

Lu Qi put his hand on the name of the porcelain kiln, and murmured, "Isn't this porcelain kiln already collapsed?"

It was also at that time that someone deliberately let the kiln collapse, which led to the fact that Yong Guogong formed a party for personal gain and was brought to the table.But Lu Qi was born late, so he doesn't know much about the details. These are what he usually hears when he follows Xianzhi and listens to others chewing his mouth.

As soon as Lu Qi finished speaking, footsteps could be heard from outside. He and Xianzhi had learned martial arts from Shen Changxie, so they were naturally much more discerning than others.

He put away the blue book, retracted it under the row of bookshelves where the living notes were placed, picked up a living note again, and put on a show.

Then a person came in wearing an inconspicuous gray robe, but stepped on a pair of brocade shoes, so that when Lu Qi looked at him through the gap in the bookshelf, his eyes were attracted by his pair of shoes.

"You..." The man gradually walked in front of him, causing Lu Qi to suddenly become a little nervous. Looking at the man, he always felt inexplicably familiar, so he couldn't help frowning, pretending to be a dude, and sat down casually , leaning back against a row of bookshelves, with legs resting on a vacant shelf under another row of bookshelves.

"Who are you?" Lu Qi asked in a very serious manner, but his tone was much more casual.

Hearing this, the man in the gray robe knelt down to salute him, and said solemnly.

"My next official, Lu Weiming."

The small theater will be updated first, and the next chapter will be updated later

The author has something to say: Little Theater 1:

Xiao Qi'er was carried into Xie's residence when she was still a baby.Originally, Xianzhi wanted this little brother to live in Juheng, so he specially made room for him and rearranged the upper and lower sides of the pillow and moon.

But in the end, Xie Wuling took Lu Qi back to the Xie Mansion, which had been a decoration in Fufeng for several years, on the grounds that there were many people in Juheng.

After that, Xie Wuling only went to Juheng when he was dealing with some matters.This also led to the expansion of the activities of Zhao Zuo and his son to the Xie Mansion in the east of the city.

This day Xie Wuling just left the court meeting and returned to Xie's mansion. Xie Wuling coaxed Xiao Qi'er for a long time but failed to coax Xiao Qi'er well.

Xie Wuling entered the mansion with his front foot, heard the crying, he hugged the little thing in his arms, Zhao Zuo followed him into Xie's mansion, and came up to him to look at the little thing.

The little thing may recognize people, and he stopped crying not long after he was in Xie Wuling's arms, and even grinned when he saw Zhao Zuo.

Zhao Zuo raised his hand and tapped on the tip of Xiao Qi'er's nose, and Xiao Qi'er raised his hand to grab Zhao Zuo's finger and was about to put it in his mouth.As soon as Zhao Zuo was about to withdraw his hand, the brows of this little thing wrinkled.Zhao Zuo couldn't bear to withdraw his hand, and only retracted when the little thing stretched out his little tongue to lick it.

"He is close to you." Xie Wuling raised his eyes and saw Zhao Zuo's eyes full of joy, and those who didn't know thought it was the youngest son of Qin Guogong Zhao Zuo.

"I'm also close to you, aren't I?" Zhao Zuoteng glanced at Xie Wuling, and he just ran into Xie Wuling's pair of peach blossom eyes. Zhao Zuo's scorching appearance made Zhao Zuo feel like a spring breeze, and he almost forgot about it.

It was Xiao Qi'er in Xie Wuling's arms who babbled and made Zhao Zuo rein in his horse on the edge of the cliff.

"Ah... ah..." Unfortunately, Xiao Qi'er shouted for a long time, but neither of them understood what he was saying.Just watching Xiao Qier keep reaching out to Zhao Zuo, as if she wanted Zhao Zuo to hug her.

Seeing this, Xie Wuling simply fulfilled his wish and handed him over to Zhao Zuo, then he turned around and changed his court clothes, and picked up a duck-blue outer shirt.

"Come on, follow me, Daddy." Zhao Zuo put Xiao Qi'er down, leaned over, and called out sternly.

When Xie Wuling changed into casual clothes and came over, he heard Zhao Zuo teasing Xiao Qi'er so much, he curled his lips and said, "He is so young, how can he call someone, and how can he call you Daddy?"

"His wet nurse is still from Qin Guogong's mansion, and she is considered half of my son."

"Yes, yes, the Duke is always right, but the lower officials can't say it."

Xie Wuling backed down, but also leaned in front of Xiao Qi'er.

Zhao Zuo raised his hand again to tease the babbling little Qi'er.

"Come on, call Dad to listen."

"You. He has been studying for a long time, but he didn't call. Don't think about Cong Shanlang."

"In case, it's time to learn it after these few days. Right, Xiao Qier."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

When the sound came out, not to mention Zhao Zuo was stunned, the smile on his face froze, even Xie Wuling was stunned for a while, before he lowered his head and asked, "Qi'er, call again?"

But this little Qi'er was very airy, and after one sound, he stopped barking and just babbled, making people unable to tell what nonsense he was talking about.

But it's okay if the father didn't bark, once he barked, Zhao Zuo was shut down at Xie Wuling's place for a few days.

This incident has become a topic of discussion among the people of Fufeng after dinner.It was originally said that the two had different political views, but slowly it became that the illegitimate child raised by Xie Wuling was called Zhao Zuo first, and Xie Wuling was not convinced, so he refused Qin Guogong to enter the mansion for three consecutive days.

However, no one can tell whether some of these words are true or not.

It was originally a small theater for Mother's Day. Father's Day is not finished yet... I will write when I come back...