Born short-lived

Dong Sheng went to Yueming Palace to have a meeting with Chi Yun. The old man almost lost his skin this time. He had planned well. After withdrawing from Huomuliao, his people would respond, and those who didn't want to command the army would temporarily lose their minds. If the string is wrong, it will be a wild bombardment, completely forgetting Chi Yun and his party who are still between the front lines of the two armies.

The reason why Chi Yun insisted on taking Zhou Zirong with him was just in case, and he didn't really think about taking his life - but this time almost caused him to sink into the sea of ​​anger, and Chi Yun felt a little guilty at the bottom of his heart.

He was worried that Dong Sheng would write him down because of this. After all, if Dong Sheng still cared about face, his Chi Yun clan would live in Hua Xu's land in the future.

Chi Yun was about to be able to stay in the bed, so he tied up the commander of the army and sent him to Yueming Palace to wait overnight. When Dong Sheng arrived, he handed over the "culprit" and said "let him deal with it".

"Take it down." Dong Sheng said calmly, and the guards beside him dragged the Panyang man who was tied into rice dumplings to the outside of the palace gate. He was so blue with regret, howling in his mouth, he was stunned that no one paid him any attention.

It wasn't until he was dragged out of the palace gate and disappeared from everyone's sight that Dong Sheng slowly opened the bead curtain in front of him, and said slowly: "My heart understands the old man's meaning. It is also thanks to Mr. Ge that Xu can see the moon through the clouds."

When he said this, there was neither anger nor joy on his face, he was smiling and not smiling, so calm that Chi Yun felt a little more guilty.

The two were relatively silent for a while, Dong Sheng stared at him indifferently for a long time, the palace was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

"Come here, give me wine." Dong Sheng said suddenly, which made Chi Yun slightly startled.

A small waiter came out from behind the curtain carrying a large lacquer tray. There was a wine jug and a pair of cups on the tray. He moved to Dong Sheng with catty steps, and lifted the tray towards Dong Sheng. .

"East China's unique pear blossom wine." Dong Sheng lifted the bead curtain and walked out in a leisurely manner. With his slender fingers, he slowly picked up the jug and poured wine into both glasses. He twirled one of them himself, "Mr. ,please."

Chi Yun bowed and took three steps forward, and picked up another cup from the servant's tray: "... I thank His Majesty the Emperor."

Holding the glass with both hands, he stared at the amber-clear wine inside, but he didn't take a sip for a long time.

Dong Sheng smiled and said: "What's the matter? Can Mr. Ge not eat wine?"

He has to drink this wine even if he drinks it, and he has to drink it if he doesn't drink it.

Chi Yun held the cup with some hesitation, pulled the corners of his wrinkled mouth and smiled: "This wine smells so good... I just don't know if I will have a chance to drink it in the future..."

I'm afraid that after drinking this glass of wine, Chi Yun has to report to Master Yan Wang in advance.

The young man who followed Chi Yun like a shadow stood aside, and seemed to have sensed something. He was originally looking fierce, but now his expression became more and more unkind.

Dong Sheng didn't answer his words, but raised his glass again and bowed forward, saying: "Please."

Chi Yun squinted her small eyes and glanced around indistinctly. The Yueming Palace was full of Dong Sheng's personal guards, and Zhou Zirong led people to guard outside.

He looked up at Dong Sheng's cold eyes again, took a deep breath, clasped his slightly trembling fingers with force, raised his shriveled and thin neck, and with a thud, the wine flowed with it. Adam's apple rolled down.

He took a sip of wine, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt a burning hot pain in his stomach.

Looking up at Dong Sheng again, he was still holding a sip of the untouched wine, he had no intention of drinking at all, just looked at Chi Yun so coldly, with a smile that seemed to be not a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chi Yun looked calm on the surface, but he couldn't help but thump in his heart. The glass of wine that fell in his stomach was like a piece of iron, which made him panic.

"This is good wine," Dong Sheng casually shook the glass in his hand, his slender and beautiful eyelashes drooping slightly, he stared at the amber liquor swaying in the glass, "Unfortunately..."

As he spoke, he saw him tilt the cup slightly, and slowly poured the wine on the ground.

Chi Yun's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the original Yixiantian to the size of a red bean.The young man almost exploded on the spot, his whole body stretched like a crossbow ready to be fired at any time.

The sound of the wine spilling on the ground seemed to be amplified countless times at that moment, and it hit his heart with a bang, making him a little dazed.He stared firmly at Dong Sheng's eyes.

Suddenly, the half-sprinkled wine stopped, and the sound stopped abruptly. Dong Sheng took the cup back, shook the remaining half of the cup, sighed and said: "It's a pity, I don't know that I once had it. The old marshal of the kindness of education, can you taste this under the nine springs?"

After finishing speaking, he finally raised his head and drank the rest of the wine.

The heavy stone in Chi Yun's heart also fell to the ground, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief: "His Majesty the Emperor is a caring person."

It seemed that the little emperor had deliberately frightened him.

Dong Sheng clicked his tongue, and seemed to say with some emotion: "Ge Lao is getting old, you have to cherish it so that you can enjoy Huaxu's beautiful mountains and rivers."

The servant carrying an empty tray came out of the palace, and happened to bump into Zhou Zirong who was waiting at the gate of the palace.

The servant quickly knelt down, skillfully placed the tray squarely by his side, and then kowtowed smoothly: "See the prince..."

Zhou Zirong raised his hand to signal him to get up and talk, and when the little servant cautiously approached him, he asked, "How is your Majesty talking with Chiyun Pavilion?"

This little servant is quite shrewd, and he just shook his head pretending to be confused: "Little...you don't understand..."

Zhou Zirong glanced at him, but didn't see through, and didn't mean to embarrass him, so he waved his hand and sent him away.

Dong Sheng probably wouldn't do anything to Chi Yun...

In fact, when he watched the tied-up General Panyang being dragged away from his eyes, he was a little worried. He was afraid that Dong Sheng would act out of his temper for a while—killing Chi Yun would not only ruin his reputation as a king, but also destroy his reputation. It made the relationship between Huaxu and Panyang even more difficult to suture.

Now that Panyang is hurt by the battle of Daling, coupled with the differences in the last battle, the alliance between the two countries will be broken without breaking through, and the quarrel has almost reached the point where it cannot be handed over.No matter how much the little emperor of Panyang favored Daling, the Panyang court was already filled with righteous indignation, not to mention Daling's vitality was seriously injured, and the whole country was in chaos. It's completely broken right now.

Keeping Chiyun's clan is an opportunity for him to reconnect with Panyang in the future.

After all, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. No matter what, Huaxu and Panyang are separated by a narrow sea. They can't blow up Panyang, so it's not good for anyone to tear up their faces. Even if they are fake, they are kind. It's better than tit for tat.

The emperor of Panyang didn't understand this truth, but it was the truth, Chi Yun could understand it, and Dong Sheng could understand it too.

The gate of Yueming Palace was tightly closed, and there was no quarrel, so Zhou Zirong waited at the gate with a group of guards. It was impossible to say that he was not in a hurry.

At this moment, in a blink of an eye, he saw a green figure floating from a distance, followed by a person in an indigo cloak, Zhou Zirong was slightly stunned, until she came close, Zhou Zirong was familiar with the road again He calmly packed up a steady smile.

"Miss Jiang," Zhou Zirong bowed to her, his eyes fell on the strange man behind her, "this is..."

However, Jiang Huailan didn't recommend him, and turned to the man in a low voice: "Sir, go to the side first and wait."

Zhou Zirong quickly picked up the voice, but he didn't feel embarrassed, and the smile on his face didn't increase or decrease.

The man in the cloak looks gentle, looks like a young man, and his facial features belong to the type that can't be found in the crowd, but for no reason he gives people a very bright temperament. I heard Jiang Huailan's The voice was not procrastinated at all, he nodded kindly, bowed to Zhou Zirong, and then stepped aside without saying a word.

Zhou Zirong didn't bother to ask any more questions, he didn't even ask where Jiang Huailan had been for the past six months, but Jiang Huailan said straightforwardly: "I heard that you have found that bead."

"Yes," Zhou Zirong nodded, "It's time to send it to Donghai in two days."

Jiang Huailan was silent for a while, and finally a smile that was rarely seen in a century cracked on his face like an ice sculpture: "It's his life that should not die."

Zhou Zirong also smiled.

"How did you find it?" Jiang Huailan asked again, "How do you know it's in southern Xinjiang?"

Maybe Jiang Huailan didn't realize it himself, but this question was too sharp, Zhou Zirong was at a loss for words for a moment - he couldn't tell her that he remembered that he died there 1000 years ago.

"Isn't it just asking people around and hearing about the rumors in southern Xinjiang, so I went to try my luck." Zhou Zirong made up a random reason and said, "As you said, he deserves to die."

But this time is indeed a blessing in misfortune. A shattered bead is still found after 1000 years. I don’t know how many coincidences are needed to support it. If one of them is missing, they are helpless.

After hearing this, Jiang Huailan didn't say anything. She didn't know whether she believed it or knew it. She stared at Zhou Zirong with complicated eyes for a while, and then sighed again: "It's also your luck."

When these words are spoken, there is a bit of blessing and jealousy hidden, and I am afraid that only Jiang Huailan knows.

Zhou Zirong understood. Thousands of words rolled on his tongue countless times, and finally he only said: "You are still young."

You are still young, and you will meet more people. Those who are not available are not indispensable to you, let alone irreplaceable.

Jiang Huailan chuckled suddenly, not knowing whether it was self-deprecating or relieved.

She thought——unfortunately, there was a time in the sea.

The two of them fell into an unbreakable silence at the same time. Fortunately, the gate of Yueming Palace opened just in time, and Chi Yun walked out with the support of the straight-eyed young man.

Zhou Zirong and Jiang Huailan turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

Chi Yun's face turned pale, and he wobbled to a stop in front of Zhou Zirong, bowed his head and bowed: "Little prince, Miss Jiang."

Zhou Zirong and Jiang Huailan also bowed back, and Zhou Zirong secretly glanced at the door in the guest room.

He faintly saw Dong Sheng sitting behind the bead curtain in a black robe, and seemed to be looking towards them.

Chi Yun paused for a moment, then said slowly: "I was not careful before, I hope the little prince will forgive me, and I will ask the little prince to take care of me in the future."

Zhou Zirong cupped his hands and said, "You are very polite."

After sending Chi Yun away, Zhou Zirong led Jiang Huailan and the man in.

After the outsiders left, Dong Sheng didn't pay much attention to it. He retreated to the left and right, leaving only two servants to let them hang up the bead curtain neatly, and gave him three more seats and served three pots of good tea. Then he opened his mouth in a nagging voice: "Zi Rong and Miss Jiang just met."

Jiang Huailan simply nodded, and Zhou Zirong said, "Well, I just said hello outside the door."

Dong Sheng put down the cup in his hand, and his eyes fell on the strange man: "Is this the one you said you wanted to recommend to me?"

Jiang Huailan and the man got up from their seats and kowtowed to Dong Sheng in the middle of the palace.

The man kowtowed generously and said: "Caomin Yang Bancheng, see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

"Yang..." Dong Sheng was stunned when he heard the name, and suddenly a thought exploded in his mind, and he was shocked, "What did you say your name is?!"

The man repeated again: "Caomin Yang Bancheng, see the emperor."

Zhou Zirong also looked surprised, and Dong Sheng looked at Jiang Huai Lan, as if he wanted to make sure of something.

Jiang Huailan kowtowed again: "Forgive me, Your Majesty, this person is Yang Bancheng from the Yang family back then."

Ten years ago, Huaxu was in trouble in the southeast sea, and Zhou Zirong’s younger brother, Zhou Yang, was buried in the hands of pirates. Later, it was discovered that the Yang family had secretly opened mines in southern Xinjiang and had made money transactions with the pirates. The prosperous five generations of the Yang family were sentenced to death. There are two people sitting in a row - among them is Yang Bancheng, who was an official in the capital at that time, and it is said that he was Jiang Huaibi's shady lover. Jiang Huaibi did not know how much risk he took and how much effort he took to save him from the guillotine. , Changed to exile three thousand.

However, he "died" on the road. Back then, everyone thought it was Jiang Huaibi's tricks to completely cut off Jiang Huaibi's thoughts. Now it seems that it was all Jiang Huaibi's play.

Not only did she make everyone think that Yang Bancheng was dead, so she sent him out to sea without anyone noticing, but she also found a reason to hold back the elders of the Jiang clan after she formally succeeded the high priest.

But he escaped with great difficulty, why did he come back again?

"Miss Jiang," Dong Sheng frowned, "What do you mean by that?"

Jiang Huailan said: "This is my sister's behest."

Yang Bancheng also said: "Your Majesty please forgive me."

Dong Sheng: "Sure."

Yang Bancheng: "Grassmen are supposed to die, and they are lucky enough to live in the world. For ten years, they have lived in Daling and studied Daling's black oil machinery for their livelihood. However, Daling has a lot of talents here. Caomin's skills are not as good as others, so they had to find another way—— —Cao Min has researched the method of mixing black oil and white crystal spiritual energy to make weapons, and has made some small achievements. Hearing that His Majesty wants this, he came here to recommend himself, in order to make up for his mistakes with a little effort."

Zhou Zirong looked at Jiang Huailan in a daze.

He didn't expect that Jiang Huaibi would rather do this than be at his mercy.

Dong Sheng was even more startled and speechless, he stared at Yang Bancheng for a long time and questioned, "Why should I trust you?"

Yang Bancheng paused and said: "The Caomin begs His Majesty to give you three days. If the Caomin cannot confirm what Caomin has learned to His Majesty within three days, it will be up to Your Majesty to deal with it."

"..." Dong Sheng glanced at Zhou Zirong and Jiang Huailan, then returned to Yang Bancheng, "Okay, as you say."