The return of the late emperor

Half a month ago, by the Chunshui River.

There are thousands of blue waves, and Liu Yiyi is blowing on the edge of the embankment.

One person is leaning on the upside-down bamboo basket with half-closed eyes, holding a roll of yellowed old books in one hand and half a glass of tea in the other hand, and the fishing rod is randomly inserted on the shore, so leisurely!

It would be even better if he had nothing to do in his life, the lake was like a mirror, reflecting shadowy figures, Song Ru stretched himself, and the distinguished guest he was waiting for arrived.

"Who? Come out." He said loudly.

"It's me, Prime Minister Song." Ren Ming turned out from behind the tree, and three days had passed since the day he went to visit Sun Qiyi. After much deliberation, he still decided to come to Song Ru.

"I thought His Highness would not come to me." Song Ru laughed.

"Why do you say that, when the first emperor was alive, he often praised Prime Minister Song as a good talent in front of my palace."

Ren Ming untied his cloak and threw it on the ground, sat on it casually, lowered his head and spoke awkwardly.

Song Ru sat up straight and looked directly at Ren Ming: "The first emperor only liked Song, but His Highness didn't."

"Then what do you think I fancy." Ren Ming smiled, "As far as I know, you have two views on me: one is that I am in the harem and I don't know the world, the other is that I am courteous and pampered and love to exercise power. I just don't know if Song Xiang is the former or the latter?"

"Neither of them." Song Ru replied calmly.

"That's it." Ren Ming raised his eyebrows and became interested, "What did Prime Minister Song say?"

"I am in the harem, and I love to exercise power." Song Ru closed his eyes after speaking, not caring how much Ren Ming's reaction would be caused by his words just now.

"Song Ru, you have such a sharp mouth. I really regret coming to you." Ren Ming frowned and lowered his face.

Song Ru flipped the pages of the book lightly: "The Ren family has been waiting for His Highness to welcome you."

"You know they don't have that ability."

"That's why I said that His Highness is not interested in Song himself, but His Highness is interested in the entire Song family behind Song."

"Is there a difference?" Ren Ming's eyes were full of smiles, "Sir is the leader of the Song family's generation."

Song Ru stopped flipping the book when he heard this, and then slowly tore off a page in the book under Ren Ming's sight: "Of course there is a difference, the Song Ru of the Song family will not be the Song Ru of Dong Da, Dong Da Naturally, the Confucian Song of the Song family cannot be the Confucian Song of the Song family, and His Royal Highness cannot bear to call me Mr.

"I can't take it, but Miner can take it?"

Before Ren Ming came, he had already thought that Song Ru was a suitable emperor teacher.

"Worry for the king, honor for the minister."

Song Ru got up, and handed over the torn-out pages to Ren Ming with both hands solemnly: "Recently, I accidentally read an idle book, and there is a very interesting story recorded in it. Your Highness should read it after returning to the palace. There should be some realized."

Seeing that Ren Ming took it, he sat down and leaned on the bamboo basket again, but this time he stopped reading and drank tea instead. It was not a sip slowly like a literati, but a cow drink. He lifted the pot and poured it directly into his mouth, and kept it aside. Playing with the fishing rod beside him, he took a sip before turning his head: "The scenery along the Chunshui River is very beautiful. Your Highness can enjoy it slowly on the way back to the palace."

"Then I will be one step ahead."

Ren Ming took two steps, but still couldn't hold back and turned back to ask: "Mr. Song is very interested, but why is the fishing rod wireless when fishing?"

"I'm not fishing, I'm waiting for someone, and now it's over." Song Ru didn't turn his head, "Actually, I'm the same as Your Highness. I have nothing to do in my life, but I only love playing power."

Where there is desire, there is weakness. It is really a good answer. Ren Ming strode away.

Only the dark blue cloak was left alone on the ground.

—————————————————————————————————————— The time is adjusted back to half a month later

Soon Min Ke and his party arrived at the inn where they will stay tonight.

The inn was very dilapidated, and the shopkeeper sat listlessly behind the counter to settle the accounts. When the waiter saw the person coming, he also shook his head: "A few guest officers, are you going to be a top-notch or staying in the inn?" Then he stood still, dazed.

Everyone was on the go all the time, and they didn't bother to talk too much nonsense. The 13 people booked six rooms, and Ming Ke and Xiao Jiu naturally lived in one room, and the one named Gu Xiaochao lived in one alone.

Xiao Er led everyone to the room, Hua Suan kept rubbing against He Wen, and when he reached the door, He Wen kicked him to share a room with Xiao Hua Tong.

It was only then that Xiao Jiu realized that the atmosphere between He Wen and the man with the abacus on his waist was a bit strange, and he didn't know what this strange feeling was, so when he came to the door of his and Min Ke's room, he was still struggling. He looked over there, and when he realized what this strange atmosphere was, his face flushed red.

Min Ke walked in front and didn't know what happened, just stopped, turned his head just in time and blushed and just kept walking with his head down. Xiao Jiu bumped his forehead, and then Xiao Jiu blushed even more, and walked into the room faster.

Ming Ke copied his hand, stopped at the spot and thought about it for a while, if he read it correctly, then Xiao Jiu blushed just now

It's really funny, the most serious and serious young general in the past would blush now, and he happened to let him watch it, but it's a pity, Xiao Jiu won't remember all this after two years, and he doesn't have the opportunity to make fun of it.

Feeling a little sentimental, he shook his head, and Min Ke followed into the room.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, Min Ke opened the door, and the little second hand carried a food box: "Master, I'm here to deliver the food."

This time, Xiao Er acted very quickly, and without much effort, he quickly put out the food. Although it was just a simple vegetable porridge, it was still hot and pleasant.

"The bath water is also ready, and there is a special washroom downstairs, and the uncles can move after eating and drinking."

Xiao Er's eyes are not big, and when he smiles, they even narrow them into a crack.

The red-faced Xiao Jiu just wanted to avoid Ming Ke, so she raised her steps and was about to go downstairs: "You eat first, don't wait for me, I'm sweaty, I want to wash up first."

Through these days of getting along, Min Ke knew that Xiao Jiu was having a fight, but he had to eat hot food, right?

Holding Xiao Jiu's hand and moving in, Xiao Er backed away with a wink and closed the door. Min Ke took Xiao Jiu's hand and walked to the table, pushed him to sit down, and put the dishes and chopsticks on the table again: "Let's talk after eating, it should be cold later."

"This is not a wild fruit, eat it."

Then Min Ke himself sat down at the side seat, picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, but first picked up the food for Xiao Jiu, and then ate it himself.

Xiao Jiu felt that he was not only blushing, but he seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat, thump, thud, thump, thump, thump, thump, and Qu Da's hands were very warm, and they didn't look like he had calluses. White as jade...

He stared at Qu Da's hand in a daze again, and when he realized it, he immediately lowered his head and drank the porridge. The porridge was very hot, but he didn't care about burning his tongue. Xiao Jiu had only one thought in his mind at the moment. Fortunately, Qu Da didn't notice it. Well he didn't notice.

Because it rained a little in the evening, it was night, the night was heavy, there were no stars and no moon, it was a good weather for doing business and talking secretly.

He Wu slept soundly, snored loudly, and slept on the inside, so He Wen didn't disturb him when he got up with his clothes on.

He Wen quietly left the room, went downstairs with ease, and turned to the back kitchen of the inn, where someone had been waiting for him for a long time.

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