wealthy queen

It was night, everything was silent, but there were people coming and going at the Xianlai Inn in Wangyue City. During the day, Qingping Wang Pei Yuanlie's carriage entered the city under the grand guard of thousands of armored guards. The inn was finally settled when it was getting dark, and the mighty general Ling Wei brought his eldest son Ling Yucheng to visit again, and the outside of the Xianlai inn fell into a burst of noise and chaos.

"General Ling didn't go to guard the dam, why did you come here?"

Ignoring the commotion outside, Pei Yuanlie leaned lazily on the large chair, pouring a pot of wine into his mouth intermittently, his whole body exudes the unruly aura of the children of the aristocratic family.

"The good imperial city doesn't wait, why did the prince come here? Is it really just a whim?"

Sitting opposite him, Ling Wei was upright, sitting like a pine and cypress, with a very obvious general style, which happened to be in stark contrast to Pei Yuanlie who was opposite him.

"What else could it be if it wasn't a whim?"

With an unruly smile, Pei Yuanzheng turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "I heard that the queen passed away, why didn't General Ling wear hemp and mourning? ?”

It's as if you're just wearing sackcloth and filial piety.

Ling Yucheng was full of complaints, but with his father around, it was not his turn to speak.

"The general will be outside, and the king's life will not be accepted."

Ling Wei was upright, and didn't find any high-sounding excuses for himself. Pei Yuanzheng snapped his fingers: "Well said, but General Ling, you will not be far from the imperial city. I don't know that my always suspicious Can the emperor's uncle accept this reason? You, the Ling family, control most of the military power in Dongcheng, and Ling Yulin is now the third prince and concubine, eating the third prince to death. Do you think he will be worried that one day it will be thousands of miles away? The country fell into your Ling family's hands?"

"What does the prince want to imply?"

Even Ling Weize, his eyes couldn't help flickering. The Great Qin imperial family needed generals but couldn't accommodate them. Hot potato, if the emperor really put his trust in the Ling family, it would be impossible for him to be recalled to the imperial city.

"Actually, you know very well in your heart that you don't need this king's words at all."

If Ling Wei was really an idiot, he wouldn't attract the emperor's fear.

"The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die."

After a short silence, Ling Wei lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Ah……"

But his answer caused Pei Yuanlie to sneer: "What a king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die. General Ling is really loyal to Da Qin, and this king admires him!"

If you are not a king, or even come from a wrong way, why should you let whoever you want die?

Pei Yuanlie narrowed his eyes slightly, naturally hiding the coldness in his eyes.

"My lord, the embankment of Wangyue City is no child's play, I hope my lord will not mess around."

The other party's status is more noble than him, but he is only a few months older than his eldest son, Ling Yucheng. I hope that there will be any mistakes because of Pei Yuanlie's nonsense.

"Naughty?"

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and the sarcasm was looming, Pei Yuanlie almost muttered to himself, "It's not time for me to mess around yet."

The day when he is really messing around must be the time to overthrow Daqin!

For generals, at such a close distance, they can still hear his voice no matter how soft it is. I wonder if they understand the deep meaning in his words, but Ling Wei couldn't help but frowned: "The Qingping kings of all dynasties are all Loyal and patriotic people, I hope the prince will not insult the reputation of the sages, this is the end of my words, the prince should rest earlier."

After finishing speaking, Ling Wei stood up, and Ling Yucheng followed step by step, without interfering with anything from the beginning to the end.

"General Ling, if you really care about the common people, then pull all the troops you brought to the embankment."

Just when they were about to step out of the room, Pei Yuanlie's voice sounded again, and even Ling Yucheng could tell that his tone was a lot more serious this time, while Ling Wei turned back and looked at him: "My lord believes that monk What did you say?"

"Zibuyu is strange, my king doesn't believe in those groundless things, but General Ling, can we afford to block them? Do you dare to bet the lives of tens of thousands of people below Wangyue City? It's only one day left and right time, I'd rather believe what I have than believe what I don't have."

Pei Yuanlie stood up slowly, his usual lazy phoenix eyes were rarely serious. After the news of the Queen's death came, he was even more sure that it would rain cats and dogs tomorrow.

"What the prince said is very true, and this general also thinks so."

Holding fists and bending over, Ling Wei turned around and strode away, Pei Yuanzheng sat back slowly: "Ling Weize, don't let me be disappointed in you."

There are not many people who can make him fall in love, and Ling Wei is one of them, which is one of the reasons why he is willing to risk being suspected and punished to lure him here.

"Father, King Qingping seems to be slightly different from the rumors outside."

On the way to ride the horse to the embankment, Ling Yucheng expressed his thoughts carefully. His style is indeed delicate and extravagant, but for some reason, he always feels that he has more compassion for the common people than some people.

"Yucheng, my father told you many times that you can't just look at people on the surface."

The moving horse suddenly stopped in the night, and Ling Wei tightened his reins and looked up at the crescent moon in the sky: "The Qingping kings of all dynasties were all delicate, extravagant, and lawless. The reputation of the Tiejiawei has never been as good as that of the Wei family, but when Daqin really needed it, the Iron Armored Guard’s bravery has never lost to the Wei family army. , they and the Wei family were the first to stand up to speak for the Empress Dowager and the prince, but unfortunately, the emperor killed the prince for some reason and conspired to rebel, and they still failed to keep him.

From then on, both the Wei family and King Qingping stopped intervening in the affairs of the court, but before the death of the late emperor, he still planned to take away the previous King Qingping, and the princess who had a deep love for him also died on the spot, leaving only one Prince Qingping's son, who was studying with a teacher abroad, when everyone thought that Prince Qingping's mansion would fall, he inherited the title as a child. After many years, who would not want to seize the iron guard in his hands, but who succeeded?Until now, the Iron Armored Guards are still firmly controlled by King Qingping. They only have King Qingping in their hearts, and they have no royal family. What a clever way to control people?Even if you are a father, you have to sigh yourself, Yucheng, if you have the chance, you should really learn more from him. "

Generals can understand the sorrow of generals best, especially those born in Daqin. Whether it is an old general of the Wei family or the late Qing Ping King, Ling Wei respects him from the bottom of his heart, especially when he witnessed the death of the previous king. After the end of King Qingping, he felt even more sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox. He was always cautious in his words and deeds, for fear that if he was not careful, he would follow in the footsteps of the sages.

"So, King Qingping is considered a hero? Then why did he ruin his reputation so badly? Why did he repeatedly reject the emperor's invitation to become an official? Now that Daqin is full of wars, why doesn't he put on armor and go into battle? Defend the family and defend the country, and continue the name of loyalty and righteousness of Qing Ping kings in the past?"

Under the protection of his elders, even though Ling Yucheng was brave and good at fighting, he didn't have much experience, and he didn't see many things clearly enough.

"If a king with a different surname is in charge of the military power, if everything is perfect, he keeps himself safe at all times, and wins the hearts of the people of the world, how can he relax the heart of the superior? Yucheng, we are the same, you, you still have to learn."

Patting his son on the shoulder, Ling Wei let out a long sigh: "Let's go, King Qingping is right, whether it's true or not, there is only one day left and right, we can't afford to bet, we must stick to it."

"Ah."

The father and son looked at each other, rode their horses and disappeared into the night. Taiping is always determined by the generals, and peace is not enjoyed by the generals. This has always been the case in all dynasties, but it was even more serious in Daqin.

Imperial City, Murong's family.

In order to buy linen and make filial piety clothes overnight, Zhao Lan, as the wife of the family, had to take people to Murong's house late at night. Along the way, there was a lot of people's voices, but strangely, the closer they got to Murong's house, the quieter they became. I opened the curtains of the carriage and looked, and saw people squatting in twos and threes under the walls on both sides of the road, but I didn't know why they didn't make a sound.

"Ma'am, here we are."

The advancing carriage stopped slowly, and Zhao Lan got out of the carriage with the support of two maidservants. She looked up at the gate of the mansion which was more luxurious than Donglinghou's Mansion. Zhao Lan couldn't help curling her lips. It's just a family, and it looks like a wealthy family. Do you really think that having two coins is a noble status?

"Knock the door!"

"Yes."

Thinking that he came here with a request, Zhao Lan suppressed his indignation and ordered the grooms to knock on the door. Their heads were so high that they ignored the contempt and ridicule on the faces of those squatting in the corner.

"Bump..."

"Open the door!"

The groom knocked on the door knocker politely first, and after waiting for a long time without any movement, he turned his head to look at Zhao Lan, received his gaze, turned around and smashed the door with his fists.

"Tsk tsk... The head wife of Donglinghou's Mansion is different, Lei Zhen, I said you won't regret it, right? You still have to watch this play."

Among the big trees in the courtyard opposite, Shen Liang, who was hidden in it, was dressed in night clothes and wrapped in a thick black cloak, watching everything that happened below with his tongue. After all, he was so worn out that Lei Zhen took him out.

"My lord, can you stop talking?"

Lei Zhen's temples twitched, resisting the urge to knock him out and take him back. He was out of his mind before agreeing to take him out in the middle of the night.

"Okay, okay, don't talk, don't talk, let's go to the theater, isn't it okay to watch the theater?"

As if seeing through his thoughts, the corners of Shen Liang's mouth twitched, but he was afraid, who knew if Lei Zhen would really do it?He is a Shuang'er who has no strength to restrain a chicken. It is really impossible for him to be the opponent of Commander Lei.

"Who is making noise?"

After Zhao Lan and his party smashed the door desperately, the closed vermilion lacquered door creaked open, and the voices of the housekeepers of Murong Mansion came out first before they arrived.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his 40s and [-]s appeared with a dozen or so house slaves. Judging from their expressions, they all seemed to be in a bad mood. What was even more frightening was that each of the house slaves was holding a Howling big wolfhound.

"Bump..."

"Ha ha……"

The coachman who smashed the door backed up in fright, and rolled down the stairs in embarrassment after stepping on the air without paying attention. , She had to grit her teeth and endure it again: "I am the wife of the second house owner of Dongling Houfu, if I need to find your Patriarch, please pass it on."

Zhao Lan straightened her back, held her head up slightly, and spoke in a blunt manner. With the first opening of her mouth, she lifted her mouth out of Dongling Hou's mansion to suppress people.

"The head of the family has an order. Madam is recovering from a serious illness and needs to rest. No one should disturb him. Madam, please go back."

However, the housekeeper of Murong's family didn't follow him at all. After finishing speaking, he called the servants to close the door. Zhao Lan was angry and anxious, and lost his composure to catch up with the first two steps: "We are the Marquis of Dongling... "

"I don't care whether you are the Marquis of Dongling or Xiling, even if the Emperor and I come, you can't disturb Madam's rest, close the door!"

"Yes!"

This time, the housekeeper didn't even give her a chance to finish, and turned around and ordered the servant to close the door.

"You dare?!"

"bump!"

Zhao Lan was trembling with anger, but the door still closed with a bang in front of him.

"Haha... Donglinghou's mansion is a fart, we are still Yan Guogong's mansion, so we have to wait? Second madam, what a big face."

"That's right, a second lady, not even Mrs. Hou, dares to behave wildly here, it really embarrasses Dongling Hou Mansion."

"Isn't that right? She didn't go to inquire about it. How many relatives and relatives of the emperor are supporting them in the current Murong Mansion? The second wife of Dongling Hou Mansion? Don't laugh at me to death."

"Ha ha……"

Those squatting in the corner waiting were not ordinary people, they were all slaves of the rich and powerful nobles of the imperial city, and when they saw this, they unceremoniously taunted Zhao Lan. The sockets are about to be bitten off.

"let's go!"

Staring fiercely at Murong Mansion, which had brought her great humiliation, Zhao Lan got into the carriage angrily, and the group fled in desperation with their tails between their legs.

"Well done, thanks to Murong Hai."

Shen Liang, who didn't feel sleepy and ran out to toss about, took off his usual caution, and smiled like a kid who succeeded in revenge. Looking at him like this, Lei Zhen couldn't help showing a little smile. 15 years old, just the age to mess around!