Wen Xiangyanyu

At dawn the next day, Ling Qiyan struggled to get up, endured the hangover headache, had breakfast, and went to the main hall to kowtow farewell to the Queen Mother.

The queen mother took his hand and was reluctant to let go, she didn't wipe away any tears, she just told him to take care of herself with red eyes, remember to write the letter back, and to marry a wife and have children to live a stable life as soon as possible, Ling Qiyan agreed to them one by one.

When he walked out of Ningshou Palace, the sixth prince Ling Qining, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, ran over and stuffed him with a large box of treasures that he had treasured. Big brother, if one day big brother doesn’t have enough money to spend, these things can be sold for a lot of money,...the mother doesn’t know.”

Ling Qiyan patted his head and thanked him.

"When I have a chance in the future, I will go to Jiangnan to see my brother."

"Okay." Ling Qiyan pursed his lips into a smile, although Ling Qiyu and Shen Shi looked hideous, this sixth younger brother was very well-behaved, making it hard to be hated.

When leaving the city, Xihua also specially came to give Ling Qiyan a ride, and gave him the things she had prepared and the things prepared by the eldest princess. Ling Qiyan sighed: "I never thought that there are such things today. Many people miss me, and the things you gave me are enough for me to use in my next life."

"Come on," Xihua said disapprovingly, "With your extravagance, I'm afraid you'll be squandering all these things in a few years, so be more restrained in the future, and don't casually reward valuable treasures to servants."

"Okay, you don't need you to teach me."

Ling Qiyan still couldn't say a nice word, but his expression couldn't help being lonely.

The Empress Dowager has asked someone to buy a village, land and shops for him in the south of the Yangtze River. He will be able to live a prosperous and carefree life for the rest of his life, but from now on he will be the only one. These people in Beijing, good or bad, will see you again less than.

Xihua didn't want to stay for a long time, so he delivered the things, said a few words with him and went back first, Ling Qiyan didn't rush to let people go, and waited for another half an hour, the bustling pedestrians on the street were getting more and more, and then he closed his eyes , ordered: "Let's go."

... If you don't come to send it off, don't come to send it off, and never see you again.

Before noon, passing by the royal temple on the outskirts of the city, Ling Qiyan's thoughts moved slightly, so he asked people to stop and went in to worship.

Kneeling in front of the Bodhisattva, he said silently in his heart: "I am already very unlucky, and I can only hide in the south of the Yangtze River to survive. You old man, please don't make me more unlucky."

After donating some silver to the merit box, and coming out of the temple, Ling Qiyan suddenly stopped, looked at the faintly visible pavilion on the side of the mountain, and asked, "Is that Jingshui Temple over there?"

The attendant who followed told him: "It is indeed Jingshui Temple."

Ling Qiyan narrowed his eyes slightly, a little dazed.

Jingshui Temple is the largest nunnery in Shangjing City. Ordinary women can't get in easily if they want to become a monk. Most of them are housed in the family members of princes and nobles, officials and ministers who have committed crimes... Yun's family was also sent by the queen mother went there.

After being dazed for a moment, Ling Qiyan said, "I'll go there and have a look."

The queen mother arranged for a senior eunuch of Ningshou Palace to escort him all the way to the south of the Yangtze River. The eunuch obviously knew the abbot of Jingshui Temple, so he went to talk about it, and Ling Qiyan was allowed to go in.

This Jingshui Temple occupies an entire mountain here, Ling Qiyan was led in by someone, and after walking for a long time, he arrived at Yun's residence.

Yunshi lives alone in a small courtyard deep in the temple. The environment of this place is not bad, but it looks very deserted and dead, as if lifeless.

Ling Qiyan didn't go in, but stood outside the courtyard for a while, during which Mrs. Yun came out to fetch water from the courtyard. She was dressed in coarse black clothes, her hair had been shaved, her pale face was bloodless, and her eyes were even more ancient. no waves.

Even so, she is still beautiful, the ferociousness and resentment that she had in Xingqing Palace that day faded away, and the alluring beauty that was crowned in Beijing back then stood out again on this calm face.

Ling Qiyan looked at her calmly. This person was his biological mother. He had no yearning for her, nor any resentment. Although she abandoned him, she bought him the glory and wealth of 20 years and the rest of his life, even if it was just for revenge. , she doesn't owe him anything.

Ling Qiyan never stepped forward, and when Yunshi fetched water and turned to enter the door, he also turned and left.

Mrs. Yun stopped by the threshold, looked back, and only saw the flowers and branches trembling in the spring breeze outside the courtyard.

After walking away, Ling Qiyan hesitated and asked the eunuch: "Is she... in danger here?"

He didn't believe that Shen Shi would let Yun Shi go so easily, if given the chance, Shen Shi would wish to cut Yun Shi into pieces.

The eunuch said in a low voice: "Don't worry, the empress dowager has specially instructed the abbot here, with her watching, those people can't do anything."

Ling Qiyan felt relieved, nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

In the evening, I arrived at the post station to rest. Tomorrow, I will walk dozens of miles ahead and leave the capital city. It was Ling Qiyan who chose it himself. Although it will be much slower to go down to the south of the Yangtze River by land, he wants to have a look around along the way. .

Lying on the hard bed in the post station, Ling Qiyan's mind was unprecedentedly peaceful. After tomorrow, the past will be gone, and the people and events in Beijing will never be remembered again.

Turning over, he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Shangjing.

In Yong'an Palace, Wen Ying rested one hand on the back of his head, not feeling sleepy at all.

The lights in the palace were still on. Tomorrow he would leave the place where he had lived for only two months and set off for the northwest.

He did not tell Ling Qiyan that he left Beijing to take up his post only one day later than him.

Thinking of the man lying in his arms with drunken eyes last night, Wen Ying closed his eyes to get rid of those messy thoughts.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Wen Ying got up to bid farewell to the emperor, queen mother and Shen family.

In Fengyi Palace, Wen Ying had to wait outside for a quarter of an hour before he could enter. Shen Shi was in a very bad mood these past few days. Something happened to Duke Wei's mansion. That boy Shen Xingyao and a group of aristocratic families went out for an outing a few days ago. Missing in the mountains, the emperor has ordered the Jingwei Army and Shangjing government officials to search everywhere, but they can't be found anywhere, and there has been no news of her until now.

Because Wen Ying didn't get close to her, Shen didn't have much affection for this cheap son, so she told him a few words in a neutral manner, and then let him back down.

Wen Ying quit without saying a word.

At three o'clock in the morning, leading five hundred soldiers, Wen Ying drove out of the city in a low-key car, drove for an hour, and took a rest in a villa on the outskirts of Beijing.

This villa used to be owned by Ling Qiyan. After Ling Qiyan's "violent death", it was given to him by the emperor. This was the first time Wen Ying came back after the villa changed hands.

After Qiu Wei that year, the one month spent leisurely in this village with Ling Qiyan seemed like a lifetime away.

Entering the villa, and waved away the servants who followed, Wen Yingchong signaled to the guards beside him: "Where are those people locked up? Lead the way."

The door of the dark and damp basement of the villa opened, and the guards held a torch and led Wen Yingshun down the stone ladder. After walking for a while, there was a long row of iron fences, and Shen Xingyao and the others were locked inside.

Those few people were all naked and devoid of consciousness. They hugged each other and had sex like animals, showing their ugly appearance and unsightly.

Wen Ying stood outside the fence, watching the scene expressionlessly.

Shen Xingyao got up from the ground in a daze, and when he saw Wen Ying, he finally had a gleam of clarity in his eyes. He pounced on the fence and tried to scratch Wen Ying, but he couldn't reach it.

Wen Ying looked at him coldly, motionless.

Shen Xingyao's eyes glared angrily, he was about to bleed with hatred, and he struggled to force out a voice in his throat: "You, it's you! I haven't, never harmed you, how could you be like this..."

He seems to have completely forgotten that he once helped the prince and cut off the career of the person in front of him.

"You will have to pay back for the evil things you have done," Wen Ying said slowly in a hoarse voice, "you have tasted the medicine you gave Zhao Xi and the things you did to Zhao Xi, and now you can taste it yourself. how?"

His gaze was gloomy and cold, with killing intent in his eyes, Shen Xingyao trembled subconsciously: "You dare not, the Empress will not let you go..."

"The empress is the queen's mother," Wen Ying Youyou reminded him, "Even if she wants to help you, her nephew, she must be able to find you."

Being stared at by Wen Ying, the anger in Shen Xingyao's eyes gradually turned into fear, he clutched the fence tightly, begging him tremblingly: "Let me go, please, let me go..."

Wen Ying looked at him indifferently, as if looking at a dead object.

Coming out of the basement, Wen Ying subconsciously closed his eyes due to the glare of the oncoming sunlight. His expression became colder, and he casually ordered: "In two days, tie them to stones and throw them into the canal."

How Zhao Xi died back then, they were the same, life for life, he was always fair.

The guards bowed down to take orders.

At noon, passing by a tea shed by the side of the mountain road, Ling Qiyan ordered him to rest at the same spot for a while, eat something before continuing on the road.

After sitting in the car for almost two days, he was already feeling unwell, and he regretted not taking the waterway.

Eating dry food with this low-quality tea, Ling Qiyan felt that it was hard to swallow, and lamented that he was really used to living a good life, and he couldn't bear this bit of suffering, and he didn't know what would happen when he went to Jiangnan in the future.

Absently worried about the future, suddenly heard a loud noise, Ling Qiyan raised his head subconsciously, and saw a huge boulder falling from the sky, abruptly blocking the mountain path ahead.

Ling Qiyan was startled suddenly, but before he recovered his senses, dozens of horses rushed down from the mountains on both sides, and behind them were strong men holding various weapons, descending the mountain in a mighty manner. Hundreds of people.

It's bandits!The guards beside Ling Qiyan had reacted one after another, drew out their swords and surrounded him vigilantly.

The group of people yelled for them to hand over all their luggage and leave money for their lives. Ling Qiyan darkened his face, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

Although this place is out of the Gyeonggi area, it is not a remote and wild place. There are nearly a hundred of his entourage. In broad daylight, hundreds of bandits rob the official road like this. Is it possible?

Without waiting for Ling Qiyan to think about it, the bandits had already rushed up. The next moment, horseshoes raised dust from behind the mountain road, and hundreds of cavalry rushed out. This time, it was the regular army of the imperial court.

The bandits obviously didn't expect this to happen, they panicked immediately, and the two sides fought.

Within two quarters of an hour, the bandits were killed and captured, and soon surrendered, unable to fight back.

The general who led the army came to Ling Qiyan, and introduced himself as Zheng Mu, a fifth-rank garrison under the command of King Yi.

Hearing the word "旒王", Ling Qiyan couldn't help but frown, and became vigilant: "Thank you for your help, now that nothing has happened, you can go back and report, we will continue to set off to the south."

Zheng Mu didn't move, Ling Qiyan looked cold when he saw this: "What do you mean?"

"The final general is acting on His Highness's order. If there are many offenses, I hope you will not blame him."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and without waiting for the people on Ling Qiyan's side to react, he took them all down in an instant.

These people under Zheng Mu had actually been on the battlefield, and they were obviously more difficult to deal with than those thugs. The guards sent by the Queen Mother to Ling Qiyan were almost powerless.

The eunuch of Ningshou Palace next to Ling Qiyan jumped up angrily: "You are so courageous! We are escorting Mr. Wen Lang to the south at the order of the Empress Dowager! You can't rebel if you want to!"

Two swords were also placed around Ling Qiyan's neck, his face was too cold, Zheng Mu lowered his head, and said the same words: "The last general obeyed orders, offended."

Jingshui Temple.

Wen Ying stood in that small courtyard, looking indifferently at Yun Shi in front of him.

Yun opened the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly: "I didn't expect my own son to come to see me, and even you to come to see me. Why, are you here to kill me?"

Wen Ying said calmly: "The queen mother will guard against the queen, but not me. If I want to kill you, do you think you can still stand here?"

"so?"

"Do you still want to talk to Your Majesty? I'll give you a chance, it just depends on whether you can grasp it yourself."

There was finally a trace of fluctuation in Yun's dead-silent eyes: "...the reason?"

Wen Ying didn't say much: "You don't need to know the reason, you just need to answer whether I think it or not."

Yun Shi looked at him in astonishment, Wen Ying was still calm and indifferent, but his eyes told Yun Shi that he was not teasing her.

Yun's head lowered, as if hesitating and struggling for something: "I am old and fading, Your Majesty hates me to this point, how can you want me again?"

Wen Yingdan said: "If you are still as crazy as you were in Xingqing Palace that day, His Majesty will naturally not want you. If you are willing to change, try to make His Majesty take pity on you and remember the past with you. No chance."

Yun Shi gave birth to Ling Qiyan at the age of 16, and now she is less than [-] years old. Although she is no longer young, and has suffered a lot in these years, but only in her skin and flesh, God seems to treat her very favorably, and has not treated her There are too many traces of time on her face, as long as the injustice and resentment in her expression are suppressed, she is still a beauty selected in a million. When the emperor looks at her like this, will he really not have the slightest desire to relive his old dreams?

not necessarily.

Wen Ying quietly waited for her to make up her mind.

Yun's gritted his teeth, a trace of hatred slipped through his lowered eyes, and finally made up his mind: "Okay."

In the evening, Wen Ying went to the post station to settle down.

Zheng Mu came back with someone to report, saying that those bandits had all been interrogated, and all those who could be recruited had been recruited.

"They have been entrenched in the deep mountains and old forests nearby, making a living by robbing passing caravans. The local government has nothing to do with them. This time, they took money from the nobles in Beijing and intercepted the caravan going south. Moreover, they received more than one sum of money, one was to buy Wen Xiaolang’s life, and the other was to ask them to rob Wen Xiaolang and find a dead body to replace Wen Xiaolang, making people think that Wen Xiaolang was dead.”

Wen Ying asked in a cold voice, "Who is the nobleman in Beijing?"

"They can't tell clearly, and they should really not know the identity of the other party."

Zheng Mu was worried, and thanks to Wen Ying's blessing, he was promoted to the fifth-rank defense after returning to Beijing, and his brother who begged him suddenly became a prince. He has always felt unreal, and he is even more fortunate that he knew heroes with eyesight back then. Now Although he no longer dared to call Wen Ying brothers and sisters, but Wen Ying was willing to use him as a confidant and reuse him, he was naturally willing to be terrified.

Wen Ying didn't ask any more questions, and there was no need to guess at all. The one who wanted to buy Ling Qiyan's life would only be the Shen family. As for the other one who wanted to take Ling Qiyan away, it must be the prince.

"Hand them over to the local government, don't need to say much, just say that I met these bandits on the road and wiped them out."

Zheng Mu took the order.

"Where's the person you brought back?"

Zheng Mu hesitated and said: "...Mr. Wen Xiaolang has been sitting in the car without making a sound, but it was the father-in-law next to the empress dowager who was cursing all the way."

Wen Ying ordered him: "Settle down Mr. Wen Xiaolang, and bring Mr. De over here."

That father-in-law was brought here soon, and seeing Wen Ying became more and more angry: "What is the meaning of His Royal Highness? Our family escorted Mr. Wen Lang to the south of the Yangtze River under the order of the Queen Mother Yi, and you will take Mr. Wen Lang and our family back. , what exactly do you want to do?"

Wen Ying said softly: "This king will take Wen Langjun to the northwest. As for you and others, go back to Beijing and tell the queen mother what happened today, and tell her old man that Wen Langjun and this king are together. , there will be no danger."

"you--!"

"Elder De, do you have a better idea? Just after leaving the capital, you met bandits. Do you really think you can send Wen Langjun to Jiangnan safely?"

The other party's complexion changed again and again, and he was speechless.

Wen Ying said again: "If the Queen Mother misses Mr. Wen Lang, you can write a letter and send it to the northwest. If you want to send something to Mr. Wen Lang, you can also send it directly to the northwest. The king will hand it over to Mr. Wen Lang. rest assured."

After dismissing Eunuch De, Wen Ying sat quietly for a while, then got up and went to the room where Ling Qiyan was placed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ling Qiyan, who was sitting by the couch, slowly raised his eyes, looking at him with red eyes.