Guqin becomes a beauty

I don't know if it was Rong Zun's illusion, but he always felt that the general was a little depressed on the way back to the city.And he still couldn't figure it out——Xi Peng didn't ride a horse, so how did he come here?Coincidence?

The two of them walked back in silence. Halfway through the walk, they ran into men who came on horseback. He also brought a group of fierce soldiers from the camp. When they saw them from a long distance, they shouted: "General! Mr. Rong! We Come to support!"

Running to the front, his subordinates laughed dryly, got off the horse, and handed over the reins to his general with a flattering expression, and glanced at Rong Zun from the corner of his eye, with caution and a little curiosity.

It turns out that Mr. Rong didn't have any enmity with his general, but an old one!The eyes of his subordinates couldn't help showing a hint of ambiguity.

Ling Xing gave a cold snort, took the reins, got on the horse, handed his hand to Rong Zun, and said expressionlessly: "Come up."

Rong Zun looked around, he didn't know who the group was just now, he felt that it would be better for him to go back to the city earlier, so he put his hand on it.

The thick black palm contrasted sharply with the slender white back of the hand.Ling Xingwei's eyes flickered, then he held him firmly and brought him in front of him.

"Sit down."

He kicked lightly on the belly of the horse, and under the sneak glances of the soldiers who wanted to see but didn't dare to look, he straightened his back and walked towards the direction of the capital.

Back at Gao Xi's mansion, Gao Xi was also afraid after hearing this, and told Rong Zun, "Mr. Rong, please don't go out by yourself recently, the situation in the court is unpredictable, if you have something to do, please trouble Xi Peng to send me People follow..."

Rong Zun's understanding of people and events in this historical period is limited to the small book Cheng Lian gave him, and he is not clear about the entanglements between them.But he was lazy and didn't want to cause trouble, so he responded with a warm smile and said: "Okay."

"Heh, pretend you don't know anything, what are you doing!" A sneer came from the side soon, and then Ling Xingwei's face was full of ruthless mockery.

Rong Zun was blocked, and the goodwill he had accumulated with great difficulty was almost wiped out.Just when he was about to speak, Gao Xi hurriedly persuaded him, "Okay, Mr. Rong, brother Xi Peng can't talk, so don't be angry with him." While talking, he winked at him.

Now the only one who can cure Yi Ya is Xi Peng.He didn't want Rong Zun to offend Xi Peng, without Xi Peng's protection, it would be a piece of cake for Yi Ya to deal with him.

Ling Xing looked at him with raised eyebrows, with an expression of waiting for him to subdue first.

But how could Rong Zun have the temperament to please others?The eyes of the two met, and neither of them would give in.

After a long time, Ling Xing didn't look away first, lowered his eyes and said expressionlessly: "I made a mistake in my words just now, and I offended my husband. I hope you will tell Xi Peng when you go out in the future. Xi Peng will protect you carefully."

Paused, "For Mr. Gao's sake."

Gao Xi heaved a sigh of relief and was extremely moved, saying "brother Xi Peng" one after another, not knowing what to say.Rong Zun also didn't expect him to have such an attitude, so he looked over in surprise.

Seeing this man's stupid look again, Ling Xingwei quickly flashed a smile in his eyes, and soon got serious again, and said firmly: "I have known Mr. Gao for many years, and we have already had a heart-to-heart relationship. Mr. Rong has been accepted by Mr. Gao As a confidant, you are also a friend of my Gongsun Xipeng, put aside all the misunderstandings in the past, and hope that Mr. Rong will not avoid me in the future." After speaking, he stared at Rong Zun heavily.

Rong Zun was a little confused by him, he had never seen a more fickle person than himself.But seeing Gao Xi looking at him with excitement and anticipation, he could only puff his cheeks and cup his fists at Ling Xingwei nonchalantly.

……

The bell accompanied Duke Huan of Qi for more than a month.One day, Duke Huan of Qi was lying on the bed, and beckoned to the boy with a smile, "Come here."

Hao Zhong hung his head and walked closer, and heard Duke Huan of Qi say in a weak voice: "Once upon a time, there was also a child named Hao Zhong beside me. He was more mature than you, loved to laugh more than you, and could tell stories...he played the qin very well." It's also very good, not worse than you."

The bell had a sore nose, knelt down on the ground, and said in a low voice: "The harp of the bell is not as good as the master... the people around you in the past."

Duke Huan of Qi just smiled, shook his head, his voice seemed to be nostalgic, and said slowly: "Thank you for being by my side during this time, I will not be lonely in the future, after seeing the bell, he will be like you Like, let's play the piano for the widow every day..."

"..."

"Your Majesty?" Hao Zhong raised his head, and found that the former overlord on the bed had closed his eyes quietly but peacefully.

His eyes moved, and tears flashed slightly.

"What, your wish has been fulfilled?" At some point, Rong Zun's voice sounded from behind, and in the huge hall, the man in white walked in slowly and calmly, as if entering a deserted place, without disturbing the outside world. His servants and maidservants are in the slightest.

Hao Zhong stood up, bowed deeply to Duke Huan of Qi, and shook his head lightly, "I will accompany him until his burial."

Huan Gong's body was left on the bed for 67 days, until the dead insects crawled out of the window, and the newly established Qi Jun Wu Kui took him away.

Rong Zun sighed, "Okay."

The bell forgot that in the real historical era, Rong Zun could not use mana.He was able to come in like this swaggeringly because Ling Xing didn't guard the door and swung away the soldiers and guards.

Seeing Rong Zun coming out, Ling Xing didn't come up to meet him, and asked, "How is it?"

"Duke Huan has..."

"Hush." ​​Ling Xingwei suddenly stopped his words, his eyes were sharp.

Rong Zun paused for a moment, and changed his words, "We need to wait a few more days, please trouble the general."

Ling Xingwei kept a straight face, "No problem."

Rong Zun smiled kindly.During this period of time, the general's attitude has improved a lot. Although he always has a straight face, he is not so moody towards him.

Ling Xing didn't walk ahead, "I'll take my husband down to rest first."

"Don't bother the general. I heard that the flowers in the suburbs are blooming. I just want to wait for the bell to come out and have a look. The general is busy."

"The general is just going to patrol the camp, and it's not safe outside now, sir, why don't you come with me."

Rong Zun thought for a while, and felt that the general was really cold-hearted and warm-hearted, and he didn't hesitate, so he answered "Okay."

Seeing his general wait for Rong Zun to get into the carriage first, and then get on the horse and ride to the front to clear the way, the accompanying soldiers were stunned.

"What's wrong with the general? When did you see the general so obedient to a person? Even the former emperor, didn't he?!" A soldier asked.

"Just shut up." The other interrupted him, "The general said, this Mr. Rong is very talented, if he can stay for Mr. Wu Kui, it will be a great help! Everything the general does is for Wu Kui!" Young master! The general can do this, you should respect and respect Mr. Rong when you see Mr. Rong in a few days, understand?"

"Yes!" Xiaobing responded immediately, and then patted his head, thinking suspiciously that when the general saw Mr. Rong at the beginning, didn't he still have the posture of gritting his teeth and wanting to chop him into pieces?How did it change so quickly?

When the subordinates who followed the general heard the movement behind them, they turned to look at them with complicated expressions, as if you were still too young.He thought vicissitudes of life, the general's rhetoric is superficial on the surface, but in fact it is all perfunctory excuses... In order to keep Mr. Rong safely by his side, the general has done so much thoughtfulness in private, how could he Are they people who can perceive it?

Ling Xingwei sent someone to pass the news of Duke Huan's funeral to Young Master Wukui secretly, but on the surface he looked like nothing happened, and left the capital with his bottle. This year's weather is very cold, and the plum trees in the suburbs have not yet fall.

The tall and burly man sat on the horseback, quietly watching the slender and thin man in white slowly walk into the plum grove, red and white intertwined, some were admiring the scenery, while others were admiring him.

Rong Zun remembered that there was a plum grove even bigger than this in the back mountain of Penglai. Whenever it bloomed, Xingwei would always break off the most beautiful branch and poke his face to wake him up.

He smiled after thinking about it, raised his face and approached the bouquet, rubbed his cheek against the flower, and curled his lips.

Ling Xing didn't look at him, his eyes darkened a few degrees, and his voice was so gentle that he didn't realize it, "If Mister likes it, I'll bring you here next year."

Rong Zun turned around lazily, "Okay."

Ling Xing raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Don't go."

Ling Xingwei observed him carefully, and saw that he looked sincere and didn't look like a fake, so he nodded, "Okay, Qi country's customs are still good, I'll take you around."

In the past, the next mountain disaster made him die, but now he is rarely interested, and it is not a big deal to stay here for a while.

After Ling Xing hadn't made up his mind, he began to think in his mind where there was something worth going in this time and space.But if you want to go out, you have to deal with the affairs of the two of them first.First push the son Wukui to the throne as soon as possible, and then let Duke Huan be buried.

The Ministry of National Heritage stipulates that they cannot change the general trend of history, but some small time differences can be corrected by technical means after returning.

Ling Xingwei is very busy during this time.General Xi Peng, who has always been ambiguous, suddenly changed his old style and stood in the camp of the son without loss.

Just when the other princes realized that Duke Huan's situation was wrong, he had already controlled the forces of all parties with lightning speed, and put Prince Wukui on the throne.

On the seventh day of Duke Huan's death, the new emperor buried him gracefully.

Bell, dressed in plain white with a white scarf on his head, played the piano all day in front of Duke Huan's tomb.The sound of the piano is shrill, like a mournful cry, which makes those who hear it sad.

Gao Xi knelt at the front, filled with grief, and shouted "Your Majesty!" crying until he was about to faint.

Even Young Master Wugui was listening, and couldn't help but think of the family relationship between father and son, and shed two tears.

Ling Xingwei stood aside, watching all this with cold eyes.He took up the identity of Xi Peng and came here. He should have left long ago, but unexpectedly stayed for a few more years, and he never developed much affection for the people here.

Now that the dust has settled, he felt a little relaxed in his heart, thinking of going back, he handed in his resignation to the new king, and Yin Guan brought Rong Zun here to play for a while longer.When he had had enough fun, they would go home together.

The beauty of Ling Xingwei's plan here, Rong Zun's side is also happy and at ease.

At night when they returned to Gaoxi's mansion, Rong Zun asked the clock, "This time, is the wish fulfilled?"

Hao Zhong stayed by Junshang's side until the last moment for his master, and Duke Huan was buried early this time without suffering too many crimes, which was beyond expectations.With a warm smile on the young man's face, he stretched out his arms to hug Rong Zun, closed his eyes and said sweetly, "Thank you, my lord."

Rong Zun patted his head and curled the corner of his mouth, "As long as you are happy, then we can go home too."

The bell raised its head, "When?"

"Now then."

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