Qinse is in the imperial court, forgetting both favor and disgrace

A few hours ago, Zhao Rang, who was worried about not knowing when he would see the emperor again, knelt outside the palace gate to welcome the emperor, feeling confused and embarrassed.

Who knows that God just heard his unspeakable inner voice, and the grand master came, and it seemed that he had to be forced to make a decision this night.

Li Lang helped Zhao Rang up, the two looked at each other unexpectedly, Zhao Rang lowered his eyes for a moment, but his heart sank: he must not mistake the coldness in the emperor's eyes, could something have happened again?

Changes in South Vietnam?Zhao Rang shook violently, Li Lang held his hand again at this moment, without saying a word, he only felt that the emperor's hands were surprisingly strong, as if he wanted to compare his physical strength with him, Zhao Rang was perturbed, and secretly smiled wryly.

The mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, but what the emperor brought was a gust of fragrant wind, so a banquet was set up in the main hall, and the singer Liren of the Liyuan Dance Workshop asked Zhao Rang to accompany her, drinking cups and having fun.

Although Zhao Rang was at a loss, he could only cater to him.

Yuye Qiongjiang, Yingge Yanwu, when the wine was half drunk, Li Lang suddenly squinted his eyes and asked Zhao Rang: "When I was young, I asked about Jingdu. Proficient in temperament, especially good at playing flute, I don’t know if you are right?”

Zhao Rang only answered truthfully, this was also a pain in his heart, since the hate incident, he has never touched the flute again. ghost.

Li Lang asked someone to send a bamboo flute, passed it to Zhao Rang, and said with a smile: "There happens to be one of the singers named Xiaohong, which reminds me of the sentence of Jiang Yaozhang, a scholar in the past, "Xiaohong sings and I blow." Xiao' come here. Jing Du, if you were here to sing with Xiaohong playing the flute, how would you fit in?"

Zhao Rang took the bamboo flute and gently stroked the flute body, filled with mixed flavors. Hearing that the emperor compared him with the singer, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, the greater humiliation may still be to come.

Thoughts turned, but there was no emotion on the face, and he responded with a smile: "You should obey the order and have fun for Your Majesty."

The young singer listened to the instructions, and before the sound of the flute sounded, she sang in a low voice. Zhao Rang heard that it was also the work of Taoist Baishi: "It's easy to part for a long time in the world. See plum branches. Sudden lovesickness. A few times in the small window, Hand in hand with Youmeng. Tonight, there is no place to seek in the dream, wandering around."

The lyrics are sad, sung by the singer's soft voice, it is heartbreaking.However, after she sang these few lines, she didn't hear the sound of the flute, so she couldn't help being at a loss, and looked at Zhao Rang blankly.

Zhao Rang turned to Li Lang, and without waiting for the emperor to ask, he respectfully said: "This song is lamenting parting, but the literati's self-pity and sentimental lingering, why should your majesty bother your ears and heart with this profligate sound?"

Li Lang raised his glass and drank it all, and said with a smile, "How can it be said to be a decadent sound? This person is in troubled times, mountains and rivers are broken, and people are displaced. These are also words from the bottom of his heart. Jing Du has never heard of 'From Huma Peeping into the River' Afterwards, waste the trees in the pond, are you still tired of talking about soldiers?'”

Seeing that Zhao Rang didn't answer, Li Lang retreated from the singer's attendants and company Changle, and asked thoughtfully, "How does Jingdu view military affairs?"

Zhao Rang knew that this must be Li Lang's intentional embarrassment, but he had no choice but to answer: "The guilty minister was taught by his husband since he was a child. He firmly believes that soldiers are an ominous weapon, not a gentleman's weapon. Use it as a last resort. Tranquility is the best. Winning It is not beautiful, but the beautiful ones are happy to kill people. Those who are happy to kill people must not be able to aspire to the world."

This passage comes from Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching", but Li Lang didn't like it very much. He laughed mockingly and said, "I don't want you to be a general, but you believe in this kind of thing inexplicably. According to you, isn't it me?" Waiting to stick to Jinling, but also wanting to regain the Central Plains and dominate the world, this is not at all calm!"

"...Your Majesty, govern the country with righteousness, use military force wisely, and reunite the world. Only then can Datong be achieved, and peace will be achieved forever. The term of indifference refers to responding to things with emptiness and calmness, deviously controlling the enemy, the best is like water, water has no shape, and the art of war is also Dao soldiers are impermanent, and the image of soldiers is water, which is exactly what it means." Zhao Rang put Xiao in his palm, looked at Li Lang, calmly, "Be careful in fighting and killing carefully, and you will win if you fight. The country is prosperous and the people are safe, it is your majesty. matter of concern."

Li Lang was at a loss for words for a while, he never expected to teach Zhao Rang a lesson. Of course, he had read Sun Wu Sima and other books on the art of war, but he never liked Lao Tzu's Taoist thought. Let's say, the origin of the idea of ​​the art of war comes from Taoism, which is as good as water.

He leaned towards Zhao Rang, with some respect, some displeasure, and some unexplainable feelings. After a while, Li Lang asked again: "Then according to your opinion, what should be the prosperity and peace?"

This time Zhao Rang was finally prepared, he smiled lightly, his tone was calm, but his words were sharp: "Live and work in peace and contentment, everyone has their own place, at least, innocent people will not die without a place to be buried, and they will be chopped into flesh by relatives and friends who are the culprits." .”

Li Lang raised his eyebrows when he saw Zhao Rang's face without fear, and smiled angrily. He took out the post newspaper from his sleeve and threw it to Zhao Rang. A little girl of mine?"

Zhao Rang silently read the battle report carefully, and raised his eyes to see Li Lang was pouring wine with his head raised, hurriedly took advantage of him not to notice, lowered his head and quietly spit out a mouthful of blood that had not been suppressed to his lips into his sleeve, and Li Lang was crying again. He asked forcefully: "General Zhao, do you still have something to argue? If you were you, how should you be calm?"

"Your Majesty, calm down. There must be a root cause for the change in South Vietnam. Now that the rebellion has been suppressed, we should try to prevent it from resurging." Zhao Rang handed the battle report back to Li Lang with both hands, and said in a low voice.

Li Lang's eyes were burning, and he pursued him relentlessly: "How to do it?"

After a long period of silence, Zhao Rang replied clearly: "The lord destroys the heads of the bandits, cuts the weeds and eradicates the roots."

At this time, his situation can no longer be compared to sitting on pins and needles, it is basically equivalent to being tortured by being tortured, but Li Lang still didn't let him go, and asked with a smile: "Zhao Rang, that's your wife and children's old department! Don't you persuade me Like Zhuge Wuhou, after seven captures and seven attacks, he finally won the bow of the barbarian king Meng Huo?"

Knowing that the emperor is inviting the king into the urn, and wanting to capture him, Zhao Rang can only respond: "Nurturing to a barbarian is not the same as...rebellion by the king's ministers, and collaborating with the enemy and turning back is an unforgivable crime."

As soon as the words fell, he could no longer hold on to his fake indifference, and he couldn't help shaking slightly.

Seeing that Zhao Rang's words had come to an end, Li Lang no longer pressed him hard. He lifted the jug with a smile, filled the wine glass with his own hands, handed it to Zhao Rang, and said, "Well said, righteousness kills relatives, I respect Zhao Qing."

Standing up to take the wine glass, Zhao Rang didn't notice that he hadn't thanked him. He silently poured the contents of the glass into his throat, stared blankly at the bamboo flute in his arms, and suddenly held it up with both hands, and said to Li Lang: "I don't know if your majesty is willing to accept the crime." The minister plays a song?"

"Quiet and free." Li Lang smiled lightly, listening to the melodious sound of the flute, gradually deepening, but he couldn't distinguish the track. He watched Zhao Rang concentrate on the flute, knowing that he could neither The emperor lost his composure in front of him, and this was the only way to relieve the pain.

Feeling pity and sympathy spontaneously, but Li Lang remained silent. He waited for a moment, and saw Zhao Rang's expression suddenly changed, the music stopped abruptly, and the bamboo flute in his hand fell to the ground.

Li Lang got up and went to Zhao Rang's place, but Zhao Rang couldn't even sit still, as long as Li Lang exerted a little force, he would lean on the emperor's body.

He was extremely astonished, and his eyes were full of disbelief: Li Lang actually drugged him during the toast?Is this a method that the dignified Eastern Chu emperor can use?

The remaining bit of luck was crushed by Li Lang's words: "Jing Du, I can't wait for you to be willing, tonight is bound to win, you..."

The initial calm words turned into a sigh at the end, Zhao Rang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He never expected that Li Lang would use this infamous method on him. , not to mention resisting, even if it is difficult to speak, it is difficult to say "Your Majesty" only.

Li Lang calmly picked up Zhao Rang, put it in his ear, and whispered in a low voice: "I'm offended, Jingdu."

Zhao Rang only felt that he had never seen such an embarrassing look in his life. The emperor walked out of the main hall with him in such a posture, and went to the bedroom surrounded by a crowd of followers. He vaguely saw the figure of Chang Le in the crowd, In shame and despair, he wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide on the spot.

Li Lang noticed that the body in his arms was suddenly stiff, and he said calmly: "If you are not used to it, just close your eyes. The emperor's lucky concubine, there must be someone serving by her side. Don't you pamper your concubine so much, Your Highness the Nanyue King? "

Zhao Rang couldn't speak, but his hearing was fine. His eyes turned black and his heart beat like a drum. He just wanted to reprimand "I'm not your concubine", but he could only follow Li Lang's advice and close his eyes to feel better.

As if after a long time, Zhao Rang felt that he was gently placed on the bed, and immediately smelled the elegant incense. He opened his eyes and saw the shadows outside the crimson tent. However, the source of the poison that had been causing trouble a few days ago was calm, so he could only gather his strength desperately, and begged: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty is merciful... At least I will stop you..."

Li Lang didn't say much, stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Rang's robes away, and slowly took off his clothes. Zhao Rang was unavoidable, and once again stood naked in front of the emperor.

Zhao Rang couldn't help laughing bitterly in his heart, no wonder Li Lang wanted to drug him to prevent him from being able to act, never mind that he had made a determination that could compare with the sky before the matter came to pass, when the real thing came to an end, it would be better to die - now he is begging for death repeatedly Zhao Rang didn't even have the ability, when Li Lang's fingers touched his chest, Zhao Rang closed his eyes fiercely.

It's just that food and sex are human nature, no matter how pure he is, the previous alcohol and the emperor's intentional teasing, no matter how good his self-cultivation and self-esteem are, he will all be disarmed and defeated.

Li Lang also never imagined that he could see Zhao Rang's side like this: long hair disheveled, trembling all over, blushing cheeks, closed eyes, lips parted from time to time as his hands and tongue moved on his skin Shaking out seductive whimpers and panting continuously.

As Li Lang's movements soothed Zhao Rang's vitals, Zhao Rang couldn't help shrinking up, as if curling up into Li Lang's arms, knowing that this was just an unintentional reaction, but it made Li Lang very happy.

It is unbelievable that this is the same man who was talking about Taoism and the art of war during the banquet not long ago, so... beautiful and delicious... Li Lang almost regretted letting Zhao Rang go lightly for the first time.

He kissed Zhao Rang's lips, grinding the half-resisting groans of the servants. He couldn't stop his pity, and he did something that even surprised him. He bent down and held the "Xiao" carefully.

How can Zhao Rang withstand this? Although he has a queen and side concubine, he has never behaved like this when the couple pays respects. Lang faced a shameless defeat.

Li Lang urged Zhao Rang once with his mouth, and at this moment he took the time to lick the corners of his lips, and asked teasingly: "Still stubborn?"

Zhao Rang listened to the pride in Li Lang's words, although he hated in his heart, he still couldn't help looking at Li Lang. This glance could not help but make him confused by the emperor's affectionate eyes. Though he still felt grief, resentment and humiliation, because of this pair of eyes, most of the hatred was cut off for no apparent reason.

"Jingdu don't blame me," Li Lang chuckled, he stretched out his hand to pick up the jade on Zhao Rang's chest, "You have already been my country, now you just conquer it once more."

Zhao Rang was speechless, and silently turned his head away. When his body was forcibly pierced and invaded by the emperor, the severe pain made his complexion pale in an instant. He was prepared, but he still couldn't suppress a scream, and then With just this one sound, he let Li Lang gallop freely, as if entering a land of return, he finally gritted his teeth secretly with pride, closed his lips tightly, and remained silent.