Wen Xiangyanyu

The next day, due to a hangover, I didn't get up until the time passed for the prayer banquet.

Originally planned to enter the palace early in the morning to report to the emperor about Mobei, but it could only be postponed until the afternoon.

Ling Qiyan ate his breakfast and felt a little tasteless, Jiang Lin told him in a low voice that Wen Ying had come to greet him early in the morning, and went back when he saw that he hadn't gotten up yet.

Ling Qiyan listened absent-mindedly, and before he could say anything, a young eunuch came in to pass the message, and that boy Wen Ying came again.

Ling Qiyan originally wanted to tell people to leave, but when he changed his words, he changed his words: "Let him in."

Wen Ying came in and greeted him politely. Ling Qiyan glanced at him and asked casually, "Aren't you going to take the exam tomorrow? You've put so much thought into it, why don't you fail the exam in the end?"

"will not."

Wen Ying said it very firmly. In terms of studies, he has always had full confidence in himself.

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at Ling Qiyan in front of him: "Your Highness, if the student can pass the exam this time, it will also give you a face. Can you calm down and stop hating the student?"

ha?

Ling Qiyan was persuaded by this man's thick skin: "You still want me to calm down?"

"Students are humble and not worth mentioning, and His Highness is not worth mentioning because of the students' anger."

Ling Qiyan suddenly got angry: "Get out, don't come to obstruct this king's eyes."

Wen Ying no longer bothered him, but before he left, he suddenly approached and raised his hand to wipe away a small petal of fallen flowers on Ling Qiyan's temple.

Before Ling Qiyan could respond, Wen Ying had already retreated and left.

After the person left, Ling Qiyan, who came back to his senses, taught the servants around him with a straight face: "Are you all blind? There is something on my king's hair, didn't any of you see it?"

The servants lowered their heads and didn't dare to say much. They saw it naturally when they saw it, but the petals fell just right, and the delicate color was just on the side of His Highness's temples, which made his originally pale face look a little more pink. Yanli, not to mention those maids who didn't want to remind, even Jiang Lin and the others didn't say anything after hesitation.

...that poor scholar has a lot of trouble.

Before the breakfast was finished, people suddenly came to the palace, and the emperor hurriedly summoned Ling Qi to enter the palace.

Jiang Lin gave the palace eunuch who came to send the message a silver coin with great winking, and the other party reminded Ling Qiyan in a low voice: "In the morning, Liu Shilang from the Ministry of Rites and His Majesty reported the affairs of the vassal. Coincidentally, the cabinet received an urgent report from the Ministry of War. Another accident happened over there, it seems to be related to the Ministry of Assassination, His Majesty lost a lot of anger, Your Highness, you will be in front of His Majesty in a while, you have to deal with it carefully."

Ling Qiyan was at a loss for words, the little prince Jiang Rong only mentioned this to him yesterday, but something happened today, how could it be such a coincidence?

Not daring to delay any longer, Ling Qiyan put down the bowls and chopsticks, changed into his clothes, and ordered someone to prepare a car to enter the palace.

Officials kneeling on the ground in Xingqing Palace, the emperor was throwing a temper tantrum and cursing others, and the crown prince was there too. As soon as Ling Qiyan walked in, he was scolded by the emperor, and only then did he figure out what happened.

After the court meeting this morning, Liu Shang specially stayed and reported to the emperor what Jiang Rong said yesterday that his father and brother had colluded with Barrington and rebelled against him. His Royal Highness Yu Wang said that he would suppress it, and he would tell His Majesty in person after the Longevity Festival. Now that the Longevity Festival has passed, His Royal Highness Yu Wang seems to have completely forgotten about it. Report to the imperial court.

But before he finished talking about the matter on his side, the cabinet ministers hurried over with the officials of the Ministry of War, saying that they had received an emergency military report from Mobei earlier in the morning, and Barrington had another movement, and tens of thousands of soldiers and horses bypassed the spurs The Ministry, ransacked and captured three small tribes in the south of the Cilie Department.

Long Yan was furious.

Over the past ten years or so, the Assassins have gradually grown stronger with the support of Dacheng. It is when the soldiers and horses are strong. If they really resist Barrington's invasion with all their strength, it is absolutely impossible for the Barringtons to do this in such a short period of time. However, it is very likely that the Ministry of Assassination turned a blind eye to their actions, which made it happen.

Over the years, Dacheng has been stationed heavily on the northwestern border. The emperor's most trusted fifth emperor, King Jing, personally leads the troops to ensure the stability of the northwest. The other tribes in Mobei, the Sanliebu was originally a wolf dog that was raised by the Dacheng Dynasty with great painstaking efforts to guard the house. They never expected to be bitten by them in turn. The people of Dun have the intention of rebelling against the Dacheng Dynasty.

Although the three small tribes were inconspicuous, they were very close to the fortresses of the Dacheng Dynasty leading to Mobei. Barrington's capture of those tribes was a naked provocation to the Dacheng Dynasty.

How could the emperor not be annoyed, especially when he heard that his good son deliberately suppressed such an important matter and forbade anyone to tell him, even if it was to not spoil his interest in living a long life, it still made him furious and angry.

So Ling Qiyan was scolded. He couldn't explain clearly, saying that he had never heard of this matter at all. Anyway, the emperor didn't believe it, and he only felt that he was shirking responsibility.

If he hadn't been so careless about his errands, he could have taken the initiative to ask about various things with more attention, instead of waiting for the officials below to come to his house to report his affairs in a few days, so that those people would have the courage to fool him at will , and he will not be deceived by others. In the final analysis, he did have negligence.

Ling Qiyan knelt on the ground, lowered his head and let the emperor scold him, his thoughts turned quickly, he didn't believe it was such a coincidence, if there was no urgent report from the Ministry of War, it was only a few days late to report the changes of the Ministry of Assassination to the imperial court, his father The emperor would not be so angry at all. Liu Shang may have received the news a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Ling Qiyan glanced sideways at Ling Qiyu who was standing on the side.

Ling Qiyu was still pretending to be dignified, and when the emperor had almost vented, he interjected at the right time: "Father, elder brother just went to a place like the host and guest department to study with his class, and he has only been in contact with the feudal affairs for less than a month. If something goes wrong, he can't be blamed entirely, please calm down."

After being persuaded by Ling Qiyu, the emperor really calmed down a bit, and glared at Ling Qiyan again: "It's not enough to succeed, it's more than failure! I shouldn't have expected you!"

After the emperor had vented, he directly kicked Ling Qiyan out, and he no longer needed to listen to the follow-up matters.

Ling Qiyan stood numbly outside the Xingqing Palace for a moment, looked up at the boundless sky, and lightly closed his eyes.

When it opened again, it changed into that unscrupulous expression again, and strode down the stone steps.

After returning to the mansion, Ling Qiyan did not go out again. Jiang Rong sent someone to plead guilty with him, saying that he was sent by the emperor to the palace for interrogation.

Ling Qiyan waved his hand indifferently: "Go back and tell him not to come, so as not to cause gossip again."

He has completely lost interest in this mess, and he doesn't want to take care of it at all, so he can do whatever he likes, this job was not what he wanted to do from the very beginning, and he is really suitable to be a king of idleness.

At night, Wen Ying came again to greet Ling Qiyan, Ling Qiyan was rarely reading quietly, although he was still reading idle books.

When Wen Ying entered, Ling Qiyan didn't even lift his eyelids, and the book in his hand turned another page.

Wen Ying took the initiative to ask him: "Did your Highness encounter any troubles?"

Ling Qiyan finally raised his eyes: "You think this king seems to be troubled?"

Wen Ying looked at him silently.

Although Ling Qiyan still looked lazy, there was a lingering boredom between his brows, presumably he was sulking.

"Heh." Ling Qiyan glanced at the chiming clock, it was already the end of Xu hour.

The person who is going to take the exam tomorrow has come to hang out with him at such a late hour, how could he come to pay his respects at this hour?

Wen Ying didn't seem to realize that he came at the wrong time, so he continued to ask him: "Your Highness was called into the palace by His Majesty today, right? But what happened? The student is His Highness's guest, and he is willing to share His worries."

It's rare for Ling Qiyan to be amused, help him share his worries?This is rather strange, but even if this kid is a flatterer, he has a coffin face, really...

I still have the face to say that I am a doorman, but today I remember that I am just a doorman, and I have done all the following things that I should not do, so I put it here to put on a show.

Not caring about Ling Qiyan's mocking eyes, Wen Ying said again: "His Royal Highness speaks out, maybe the students can help His Highness give advice."

Facing Wen Ying's calm gaze looking at him, Ling Qiyan's thoughts changed, and he really told him the matter. After hearing this, Wen Ying frowned slightly: "Your Highness thinks that the crown prince asked that Liu Shilang to do it." ?”

Ling Qiyan said coldly: "Maybe, then Liu Shang and the Shen family are very close. He has always been worried about the king because of Liu Qingxi, so he is naturally willing to help the prince. As for the situation in Mobei, the prince I have always been watching carefully, and it is not impossible to receive some news in advance."

In the past, Liu Qingxi played with him because he, His Royal Highness Prince Yu, was generous. In fact, Liu Qingxi played with Shen Xingyao and his group more often, otherwise he would not help them kill.As for his old man, Liu Shang, he had quite a lot of contacts with the Duke of the State of Wei, and these were revealed by Liu Qingxi when he drank too much a few times.

Just thinking about it would make Ling Qiyan irritated.

The servant brought hot water and waited for Ling Qiyan to wash up. Wen Ying naturally took the hot handkerchief and wiped his face.

Ling Qiyan was rubbed on his face by his hands through the hot kerchief, and he frowned and stared at him: "What are you doing?"

"Wash Your Highness." Wen Ying said calmly, then took Ling Qiyan's hand and wiped his palm.

Ling Qiyan wanted to scold someone, but Wen Ying squeezed his palm lightly: "His Royal Highness calm down, there is no need to get angry over these external affairs."

"Then don't ask!"

Wen Ying patted the back of his hand again to comfort him: "It would not be surprising if the prince ordered someone to do it, but the prince not only helped His Highness to ask for an errand, but also deliberately tricked His Highness, so he seems to be a capricious person."

"That little bastard has been like this since he was a child." As soon as Ling Qiyu was mentioned, Ling Qiyan became even more annoyed. "At one moment, he approached me with a playful smile to curry favor with me, and at another moment he used evil tricks to trap me."

Ling Qiyan always felt that it was because he didn't accept Ling Qiyu's love for that dog before, so he didn't hesitate to expose his hypocrisy and deliberately taunted him, which made him angry, and then used this kind of Using unscrupulous methods to slander him made his father dislike him even more.

Ling Qiyu's dog is not only capricious, but also mentally ill, and he is seriously ill.

Wen Ying asked in a deep voice: "Since your Highness knows that he has such a personality, he will torture you even more severely when he becomes a big position in the future. Why do you want him to get his wish?"

Ling Qiyan snorted: "You don't have to confuse me, I'm lazy, I'm not interested in competing with him for the throne, and I'm not interested in being the emperor, but if he tricks me, I won't make me feel better, and I won't make him feel better either. , unless he directly kills me when he becomes emperor, it will be too early, so what are you afraid of?"

His principle has always been that no one offends him, he will not offend others, and if anyone offends him, he will retaliate, no matter who the person is.

"Then how does His Highness plan to deal with the prince this time, with such a tone?"

Hearing the coldness in Wen Ying's voice, Ling Qiyan glanced at him: "Didn't you say to help me share my worries? You help me think."

Wen Ying really thought about it for a while, and said: "The crown prince's concern about Mobei's affairs is nothing more than intentional meddling in the military power. This time, something happened in Mobei, and the court may send troops again. The soldiers and horses on the northwest side can't move. If you can send someone from Beijing to lead the troops there, the crown prince will definitely try to get His Majesty to send his own people there, and if His Highness fails to do so, he will be very unhappy."

"How can it be done?"

"Don't worry too much," Wen Ying reminded him, "Your Majesty is very passionate about the new lady Jieyu who has just entered the palace. Just let her blow the pillow breeze and talk to Your Majesty casually about how the people of their small vassal states are loved and loved." Your Majesty and His Royal Highness the crown prince, if they talk too much about them as gods, your majesty will suspect that in the eyes of those foreigners, the crown prince is equal to him as the emperor, which is probably not what he likes to see."

"He will naturally think about how these officials and people in the Dacheng Dynasty think of him, the emperor, and his crown prince. They think too much, so they can't help but have a grudge against the crown prince."

"If the prince makes any moves at this time, even if he wants to contaminate military power, His Majesty will definitely feel even more uncomfortable, and he will not let him do so."

Ling Qiyan rolled his eyes and kicked Wen Ying: "I didn't expect you, a poor scholar, to know how to calculate these things. This is a good idea."

"It would be nice if you could share your worries for His Highness," Wen Ying said.

Coaxing Ling Qiyan to be happy, Wen Ying didn't say any more, took off his shoes and socks for him, washed his feet, rubbed Ling Qiyan's soles, and pressed them into the hot water.

Ling Qiyan seemed to be comfortable, and hummed, his round toes stepped on the back of Wen Ying's hand a few times, and Wen Ying gently scratched the soles of his feet calmly.

Ling Qiyan's voice became more provocative unconsciously, Wen Ying lowered his eyes and continued to massage him.

Unexpectedly, in the daytime, Ling Qiyan's sideburn hairpins and beautiful appearance appeared in his mind, which made him involuntarily increase the strength in his hands.

After washing and changing clothes, Wen Ying helped Ling Qiyan fall asleep again, and Wen Ying helped him pull down the bed curtain, blow out the lamp, and stood by the bed for a while.

Ling Qiyan in the tent threw down the sentence "The exam will be better tomorrow", turned over, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the darkness, the thick ink in Wen Ying's eyes gradually melted away, replaced by a touch of tenderness.