Born short-lived

Li Chongwen resigned resolutely, in order to avoid being dissuaded by others, he didn't tell anyone, not even Dong Sheng.In the end, Dong Sheng learned about it from the queen, but at that time Li Chongwen had already returned the official seal of the cabinet.

Dong Sheng understands that it cannot be stopped.

In fact, at the end of the day, this can be regarded as human nature. When everyone enters an official career, they rely on enthusiasm, become an official, and assist the emperor to rule the country and the world—and what about ten or twenty years later?This enthusiasm has cooled down, and the previous ambition has become a principle and responsibility, which supports this person to undertake

This responsibility must still be where this person regards it as a home.

Now that Li Chongwen's home is empty, he can't take it anymore.

This kind of thing is the same for anyone, everyone will have a time when they are really tired, the best Dong Sheng can do for him is to let him go.

Li Chongwen is now widowed and lonely, and he has nothing to miss in Huajing City after staying here all his life. He packed up his things that night and prepared to go to his distant relatives in Jingzhou—it’s not that he has nowhere to go, he just wants to find Find people in this world who are still somewhat blood relatives to you.

Dong Sheng and Zhou Zirong specially went to see him off on the official road outside the city. Li Chongwen didn't have much to say, but just left a name for Dong Sheng, saying that before he left, he had already found someone to take over his official position for His Majesty. The man's name is Qiu Cangyang, and he was his former student.

This can be regarded as Li Chongwen's last help before he left. After he left, the official position would be idle. He had arranged it in advance, which was better than letting Jiang Kun take advantage of it.

It's just that Qiu Cangyang is young, his qualifications are still low, and his temperament is more straightforward. Li Chongwen asked Dong Sheng to help out and take care of him more on weekdays.

Dong Sheng nodded and said, "Lord Lao, you have bothered me, Mr. Li's kindness, Sheng will never forget it, if in the future..."

He wanted to say that if he had any difficulties in the future, he could come to me, but was interrupted by Li Chongwen.

Li Chongwen sighed dumbly, and waved his hands as if he was exhausted; "Your Highness, let's forget it... Forget it a little bit, this old man will probably not come back... Your Highness is wise, and this old man hopes that His Highness will cherish you a lot."

The two of them sent him out of Nilu Pass outside the capital, and watched as the few remaining members of the Li family rode a few skinny horses and pulled a large cart of belongings, staggering away in the sunset. .

The cool evening wind blew by, and someone's sigh was silently melted into the wind.

After a while, Zhou Zirong gently embraced his shoulder and asked softly, "Shall we go back?"

There was no one to be seen on the official road anymore, Dong Sheng nodded and said, "Go back."

The rays of the sun spread on the long official road, stretching to the sky, and a gust of wind blew by, leaving no trace of warmth in the world.

From now on, it is not as good as Huangquan, and there is no meeting.

This year's weather is cooler than in previous years. It is still early before the beginning of autumn, and the wind at night gradually begins to cool down.During the day, the weather is fine, and at night, there is a vast expanse of stars, so vast that it seems to be another world, where the sky is the earth, the earth is the sky, and the stars are all beings.

It was rare for Jiang Huailan to stay peacefully in the Jiang Clan compound, holding half a glass of cold wine, sitting cross-legged on the window sill, looking up at the stars in a daze.

Ever since she came back from Beizhao Prince's Mansion, she has been like this often.

Jiang Huaibi didn't tell the truth, but occasionally when she had some strength, she got up from the couch and walked around, and reminded her sister to warm up the wine before drinking.

She slept all day, but at night she was still a little awake, half leaning on the couch, with no lights in the room, quietly watching her sister sitting under the starlight, as lonely as a tree that would never come. Flowering tree.

At that moment, she suddenly felt a little distressed, and couldn't help asking; "What are you thinking about?"

"The cool wind is blowing, the geese are waiting, and the mysterious bird is returning." Jiang Huailan looked at the sky and murmured expressionlessly, "Today's astrology is clear, and Lan is a trigram."

Jiang Huaibi knew what she was talking about, so she didn't ask any more questions, she just said: "How about the hexagram?" Jiang Huailan still looked at the sky far away, half of his face was immersed in the cold silver light, and said in an illusory way: "It's a pity Yes, it is the hexagram of Fu Wu Yuan."

She continued, her voice was still cold and clear, just like the evening wind this night; "If you are like a man, you are heavy, if you move like a businessman, if you want to get closer, you will get farther, and if you are strong, you will fight."

"I'm afraid my sister is doomed to have nothing for Lan's fate."

Even if all external causes are excluded, just speaking in all fairness——

But there are still white heads in the world that are as new as before, and they are as old as before.

No fate is no fate... Qi is also Qi, she and Zhou Zirong are like this, and so is Jiang Clan.

"Sister, you have served the god all your life, don't you understand... the peace of man can overcome the sky?"

Life and death at night, Xia does not talk about ice, the so-called wasted time in the world, the most difficult thing is that you are in Shangqiu and I am in Daxia. It is not that you can't ask for it, but that you can't ask for it.

Dong Sheng still refused to go back to the East Palace that night, and stayed in the Beizhao Prince's Mansion without blushing and heartbeat, once again occupying Zhou Zirong's bedroom.

Even if he didn't say anything on the surface, Zhou Zirong knew that he had a hurdle in his heart, so he didn't mention or ask, and went to the kitchen to make sweet red bean soup for him.

He didn't have many servants in the mansion in the capital, and he was only an old man in charge of cooking. Seeing that his master, the dignified Prince Beizhao, insisted on cooking himself, he was a little at a loss. Zhou Zirong had expected him to help. With a look of fear and sincerity, he simply sent him away.

It didn't take long for the soup to boil, Zhou Zirong filled a bowl, carried the tray back to the room, and was a little surprised when he reached the door, because the lights in the room had been turned off, and there was no movement inside.

Could it be that he fell asleep at this point?

He held the tray a little harder with one hand, and freed up the other hand to gently push the door open, being careful not to make any noise.

The house was dark, but there was no one on the bed.

"Your Highness?" Zhou Zirong called in a low voice suspiciously, but no one answered.

Zhou Zirong leaned in half of his body, and was about to look inside: "Dian..."

He was suddenly grabbed by the elbow, and he was pulled in with a slam. There was a "bang" behind him, and the door was kicked shut by the man. Zhou Zirong knew it was him, but also

Unprepared, he pushed it hard against the door, and the sweet soup on the tray sloshed out a little. It was somehow kept, but the man pressed it up involuntarily. It was splashed all over the ground.

It's a pity that Zhou Zirong didn't care about Tiantang's life and death at this time, because Dong Sheng was pressing on him stubbornly, his face was deeply buried between his neck, and hot breath sprayed on the skin of his neck, It even leaked into the clothes through the neckline.

——This is really terrible.

Zhou Zirong didn't dare to vent his anger: "It's not...you, Your Highness..."

"Don't talk..." Dong Sheng said hoarsely, his voice was extremely low, slightly hoarse, like bone erosion.

Dong Sheng is not as tall as Zhou Zirong, so even if he is pressed down like this, there is not much sense of oppression, especially when he is still buried in this man's neck, like a stubborn young wolf. He involuntarily asked for comfort.

Zhou Zirong's nose was a little sore again, he couldn't think of anything, an extremely impulsive emotion rushed into his brain like boiling water, he put his arms around Dong Sheng, and strangled him hard into his arms.

Dong Sheng in the dark made a few moves for some reason, Zhou Zirong thought it was because he refused, and before he calmed down, he was a little annoyed, and instead tightened his grip even more - but he didn't want Dong Sheng to struggle harder A few times, then put one hand on his head, and the other hand clasped the back of Zhou Zirong's head and kissed him.

Zhou Zirong's mind suddenly exploded.

[The author has something to say: Do you think Dong Sheng will counterattack?no no no...

And I may have to travel far in the future, so I may stop updating...it depends on the specific situation. . . .Back to normal around the [-]th. . . . 】