The Regent is not dead yet

The regent's decree to send the third prince of Beidi to Jiangbei to assist the prince in disaster relief was quickly passed down.

The situation in Jiangbei is well known, and letting the proton go to Jiangbei at this time, and not hesitate to push people into the fire pit, shows that the regent of Dali treats the third prince of Beidi with contempt and contempt.

That night, Zhu He heard the news from De Zhuang that Wu Yu was seeking an audience outside the Regent's Palace.

Zhu He had just finished bathing, and he simply put on a loose cape and a thin shirt inside. He leaned on the recliner as if sitting still, exposing most of his delicate shoulders and necks and slender ankles.

The brazier in the house was scalding hot, he lazily took a book that he couldn't understand and put on a show, raised his jaw, and asked Wu Yu to be let in.

The drop of blood contributed by Zhu He's friendship seemed very effective. Compared with before, Wu Yu's complexion was obviously much better, but his body was still slightly cold with Yelu, and when he entered the door, he felt a chill.

Zhuhe frowned in disgust, shrank into his cloak, and said arrogantly: "Close the door for me."

Wu Yu changed his usual attire in the Dali Palace, pulled off the hood on his head, closed the door with his backhand, turned his head to look at the person sitting on the recliner with a half smile, and said in a low voice: "The regent is so Pushing me into the abyss, but still refusing to give Yu a little pity, really makes me sad."

Zhuhe was attracted by the gust of wind and sneezed, and rubbed the tip of his nose twice: "This king has always only pitied Jiaohua, I am afraid that the third prince does not look like Jiaohua."

Wu Yu: "..."

Wu Yu was seldom gagged by others, and it was rare for him to remain silent for a long while, then hooked his lips helplessly: "What the regent said... Could it be that the young prince is like a delicate flower?"

Zhu He: "..."

Zhu He hadn't seen Yan Rong for a long time, and almost forgot what he looked like. After thinking about it for a long time, he opened his mouth and said: "This king admires him deeply, and his feelings have nothing to do with him."

Wu Yudao: "That's why the prince asked me to pave the way for your little Highness, so that his little Highness can go smoothly?"

Zhu He: "..."

Not really.

I just want you to perform a wonderful life and death.

Zhu He was always embarrassed to speak out his thoughts, so he could only tactfully say: "There are two officials from the court going with you, so you don't have to worry too much."

Wu Yu: "What if Yu unfortunately dies in Jiangbei?"

Zhu He: "..."

Wu Yu: "Mother and son Gu, if the mother Gu dies, the son Gu will surely die. Is the regent really willing to abandon himself for the sake of His Royal Highness, and insist on ordering me to go to Jiangbei?"

Zhu He: "..."

Silly boy, He He must have let you out because he knew he would not die.

Before waiting for Zhuhe to answer.

Wu Yu looked straight over and raised his eyebrows: "But if that's the case, why didn't the prince go to Jiangbei in person... It's because the sub-gu attacks are frequent during this period, and you are not in good health, so you can't travel far. Yu guessed it right?"

"The regent introduced the Zi Gu from the prince into his body, did you regret it?"

Zhu He: "..."

As a big monster, Zhuhe had never thought about the changes in his body during this period of time in the direction of Zigu, but it was just a gadget made by humans, so it would have no effect.

But Wu Yu mentioned this today...

He He had nothing to say about his regret, so he could only force a smile, let out a very vicissitudes of life, and said like a white lotus: "This king is the one I love, so naturally I will not regret it."

Wu Yu: "..."

Wu Yu was startled.

Although the news that the Prince Regent of Dali admired the crown prince for a long time has already spread to everyone, but before today, Wu Yu never thought that Zhu He really cared about Yan Rong.

He has played with too many men and women, and has seen many people who love for him, so he naturally understands what it looks like to love someone.

But he never saw even a trace of superfluous look in Zhuhe's eyes.

When there was no one around, the regent's eyes wouldn't even linger on Yan Rong for a moment.

Is this also considered love?

The decree has been made, and the regent has always acted arbitrarily and aloofly, obviously not prepared to seek anyone's opinion.

Wu Yu knew that it would be useless to continue provoking, so he brought out the most direct purpose: "I can promise to solve Jiangbei's troubles for the regent, and ensure that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returns safely. But if Yu has a request, I hope the prince will agree, so that Yu can go all out .”

Zhu He wasn't very interested in resolving the troubles in Jiangbei and getting Yan Rong back, so he snuggled lazily into his chair: "What?"

Wu Yu said: "Father is seriously ill, and Yu wants to ask the regent to issue an order to allow me to go back to Beidi after the Jiangbei affairs are over."

Zhuhe: "!"

Isn't this the long-awaited plot of Hehe! ?The third prince of Beidi and the prince of Dali went through hardships and dangers together, and then they each became kings, and joined forces to create brilliance together.

I'm afraid Shen Mozhi will be cannon fodder.

Zhuhe felt sorry for the beauty for a second, and agreed to Wu Yu's request decisively: "Yes, my king now decrees that you will leave tomorrow."

Wu Yu was stunned for a moment: "The regent agreed?"

"accepted."

Zhuhe raised his eyelids, "Why, is it possible that you have other demands? This king advises you not to be greedy and insufficient."

Wu Yu: "..."

Putting protons back is an extremely dangerous thing, and for a while, Wu Yu couldn't figure out whether the person in front of him was stupid or overconfident.

Or maybe, he really... loves Yan Rong so much.

Wu Yu lowered his eyes, and the cranes in his sight were concentrating on turning a page of the book in his hand. The long crow feathers cast a small shadow under his eyes, which looked very beautiful.

He paused, and said, "No more, thanks to the regent."

Zhuhe waved his hands: "That's fine, just step back if you have nothing to do."

Wu Yu bowed to Zhuhe according to the ritual of the Dali, then turned and left.

When he reached the door, he stopped and looked at the person in the light from a distance.

"Prince Rong is elegant in nature and behaves uprightly. I'm afraid he won't do something upright."

Wu Yu turned sideways slightly, looked at Zhuhe, there seemed to be temptation in his deliberately lowered voice, "The mother and child Gu in you and I are a pair, the child Gu depends on the mother Gu, and the mother Gu protects the child Gu."

Hearing the sound, Zhu He raised his head and looked over with a frown.

"If Yanrong makes you dissatisfied, why don't you consider me?"

The corners of Wu Yu's lips twitched, "The man from Beidi promises a thousand gold, the regent, Yu is waiting for you in Beidi."

Zhu He: "..."

"and also."

Wu Yu gently pushed open the bedroom door, and before leaving the door, she turned around and said, "My lord, the book in your hand is in Beidi language...you took it backwards."

Zhuhe: "!!!"

Zhuhe took a deep breath, and stubbornly said: "This king is willing. What's the matter?"

"not so good."

Wu Yu smiled lowly, "The Prince Regent likes it, and Yu... also likes it."

Those who followed Wu Yu to Jiangbei included two officials from the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of Household Affairs, as well as the Imperial Forest Army controlled by Zhu He in Yandu City.

The first purpose of the regent's arrival in Jiangbei was to order Wu Yu to take the saber bestowed by Zhuhe himself to behead the governor of Jiangbei.

Taking advantage of the night, the Imperial Forest Army surrounded the Jiangbei Governor's Mansion, and the sword glowed coldly.

Yan Rong, who had been dragged in the Jiangbei Governor's Mansion for nearly half a month, watched the third prince of Beidi greet him with a smile. Immediately afterwards, the head of Jiangbei Governor Zhou Cheng rolled to his feet.

The expression of that head seemed to still have the fear of his life, probably because Wu Yu hadn't expected that he would be so straightforward, he didn't even spare a bit of effort to move the rescuers, and died immediately.

The hilt of the long sword in Wu Yu's hand was embedded with an emerald gemstone tribute from Tubo.

Being vicious and vicious is also Zhuhe's consistent style.

Pretty and cool.

Yan Rong looked at the sword, then looked down at the head under her feet, suddenly remembered that person, and was stunned for a moment for some reason.

"What? Are you scared?"

The tall Beidi man jumped off his horse and walked straight towards this side.

Wu Yu put Sen Han's sword blade into its sheath, and threw the sword towards Yan Rong, "Then, your uncle gave it to you."

Yan Rong subconsciously raised his hand to grab the hilt of the sword, paused, and looked at Wu Yu.

The climate in Jiangbei is cold and humid, which is very different from Beidi.

Wu Yu frowned, looked at Yan Rong in front of him, then at Shen Muzhi who was standing behind Yan Rong, and clicked his tongue: "Prince Rong, no wonder your uncle is worried about you and sent me here. You came out nearly three Yue, just spend the day in Jiangbei Governor's Mansion?"

His voice was full of contempt and disdain.

Even though the moonlight was low, Yan Rong could still see the contempt in Wu Yu's eyes, like an adult treating a child with contempt.

Shen Muzhi spent the past few months with Yan Rong, so he naturally couldn't see Wu Yu talking like this, and couldn't help but said: "The third prince's words are too much, the governor of Jiangbei has been prepared to besiege us here. In the past few days, the minister and the crown prince have come up with a solution and are waiting to implement it..."

"laugh--"

Wu Yu laughed, and said casually, "Scholar Shen, you are quite good at speaking for mediocrity. But it's okay, today I will help you and the prince by the regent's order. Now the situation is broken, and what Yu promised Things have been done, and what happens to you in the future naturally has nothing to do with me."

Yan Rong's eyes turned cold suddenly: "Who are you calling mediocre?!"

"His Royal Highness, you don't need to have such an attitude. When the regent ordered Yu to come here, he gave him a decree. As long as he solves the disaster in Jiangbei for you, he will let Yu return to Beidi."

Wu Yu walked up and ordered the imperial guards to throw all the things they brought on this trip in front of the prince, turned around and mounted his horse, turned around and raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the down pillow and goose down quilt sent by the regent... The prince is alone, the regent It must be very worrying.”

Yan Rong only glanced at the big and small bags piled up on the ground, and then trembled with anger: "I don't need these!"

"Whether I need it or not has nothing to do with me. Since you are only 16 years old, I will give you a piece of advice - those who achieve great things must be ruthless. Prince Rong, a gentleman can't sit in the world alone."

Wu Yu's robe was raised high in the evening wind, and he whipped his horse and whipped his horse, in a suave manner, "I and the other two officials have other things to do, and I will rush back to Beidi in the day after tomorrow. Your Highness, please bid farewell."

Yan Rong could neither prevent Wu Yu from returning to Beidi, nor could he change the regent's will.

What made him most unacceptable was that he had insisted on coming to Jiangbei at the beginning, but Wu Yu was the one who cleaned up the mess in the end.

The third prince of Beidi is not the rumored dandy with no special skills, but unexpectedly decisive in killing and doing things neatly.

When they discussed how to deal with the floods, resettle the victims, distribute food, and solve the famine all night, Yan Rong found that he couldn't get in the way.

Even Shen Muzhi has a better insight into the people's sentiments than himself and makes suggestions.

And he...

The apprentice is famous all over the world, but he can't even do this thing.

The regent who was far away in Yandu quickly selected the new governor of Jiangbei. Within two months, Jiangbei was initially settled.

Wu Yu is about to be sent back to Beidi, while Yan Rong and Shen Muzhi will leave for Yandu soon.

The night before leaving.

Yan Rong went to Wu Yu's room in person, and after the door opened, she bowed slightly and saluted.

Wu Yu really didn't like Dali, the crown prince. He didn't notice it in the palace, but after this period of time, he felt more and more immature: "Your Highness, did you scold you before you came to me?"

The word "mediocrity" was deeply embedded in Yan Rong's mind, making him sleepless, embarrassing and indignant, and almost every day and night during this period...he was repeatedly remembering everything he had harvested during the day.

It made him grow up, and made him understand—you can't get what you want by being gentle and gentle.

Those who want to achieve great things must be ruthless.

Yan Rong's voice was gentle: "The third prince will return tomorrow, and Gu Te will come to see you off."

Wu Yu: "..."

Wu Yu felt that the little prince's mind might not be very useful: "I didn't come to Jiangbei for you, and I don't need the prince to send you off."

Yan Rong had a gentle expression and a bright smile: "I understand that although it is the emperor's uncle's order, the third prince has worked hard every day during this period, so it is right to give him away."

Wu Yu: "..."

Wu Yu suffocated for a long while, then finally shook his head, probably didn't even bother to scold trash, and reached out to close the door.

Yan Rong unhurriedly stretched out his hand to block the door, and said in a gentle voice, "The third prince didn't come to Jiangbei because he was alone, let alone because of the people in Jiangbei. Could it be that... he came for the regent?"

Wu Yu's expression tightened: "Jade comes for freedom."

Yan Rong smiled softly: "Then why is the third prince suddenly so hostile to Gu?"

Wu Yu: "What do you want to say?"

"there is nothing."

Yan Rong's brows were full of peace, "I just feel that the third prince's anger towards Gu is inexplicable, and the flash point seems to be on the regent, that's all."

Wu Yu paused, and suddenly understood the purpose of Yan Rong's visit.

He picked out a smile: "Dare to ask His Royal Highness what is strange?"

Yan Rong looked at him.

Wu Yu: "Are you wondering why I listened to the King Regent's will, or why the King Regent let me go back?"

Yan Rong obviously did not expect Wu Yu to retort: ​​"He is the Regent of Dali, and you are Prince Beidi..."

"I adore him."

Wu Yu interrupted him, and said slowly, "I love the Regent very much, I don't want to see him worrying in Yandu, and I am afraid that he will come to Jiangbei to be dangerous, so I came here for him, is it strange?"

Yan Rong was startled, and almost subconsciously blurted out: "He doesn't love you."

"Really? His Royal Highness is so eager to refute, but because the regent is pleased with you"

Wu Yu smiled, "But you and I know very well what kind of character the regent is. He can change his likes and dislikes and do whatever he wants. Can His Highness guarantee that he will always like you?"

"Wait one day he doesn't love you anymore, Your Royal Highness, is there any value in you—is it worth him to look at you more?"

Yan Rong couldn't remember how he got back to the house.

He sat down on the chair and sat quietly for a long time, then suddenly slammed the table hard, his five fingers, which had never been exposed to sun spring water, rubbed against the rough wooden board, leaving traces of blood.

He didn't understand where his anxiety came from, and he suddenly couldn't understand that he obviously wanted to draw in Wu Yu's relationship today, so as to prepare for seizing power in the future...but in the end it turned out like this.

The last sentence Wu Yu said before leaving was circling wildly in Yan Rong's mind.

When he was about to collapse, there was a light knock on the door from the outside, and Shen Muzhi's voice sounded: "Your Highness, are you asleep?"

Yan Rong took a deep breath, collected his expression, hid his injured hand in his sleeve robe, got up and opened the door.

The personal eunuch Laixi just came back from the outside, saw the door opened, and came in with Shen Muzhi, quickly served good tea for the two, took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Yan Rong: "Your Highness, this is the Regent All the whereabouts of the king in the southern border, the spies have just sent pigeons to pass the letter."

Yan Rong nodded her head, and Laixi quickly retreated out.

Shen Muzhi glanced at the envelope, a little puzzled: "Your Highness, this letter..."

"No problem, just some private matters."

However, within a few months, Yan Rong's youthful innocence faded away, appearing deep and quiet.

He put the letter in his hand aside, and said to Shen Muzhi, "Prince Beidi is seriously ill, this time Wu Yu should go away to win the heir."

Shen Muzhi nodded, and sighed softly: "The regent's move is inappropriate. Wu Yu is very scheming, and he is also good at witchcraft. If time goes by, there will be disasters."

The emotion in Yan Rong's eyes flashed: "You and I have been on tour for several months, and there are only two people left in Yandu, the Regent and Wu Yu, who are worried..."

"No. The Regent doesn't like it..."

Shen Muzhi stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking.

Yan Rong: "What don't you like?"

Shen Muzhi swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly: "The regent may not like Wu Yu's temperament."

Yan Rong lowered her eyes slightly, not knowing whether she believed it or not, and then said in a low voice after a long while: "... Gu and Wu Yu are indeed quite different."

Shen Muzhi: "..."

While the candlelight was jumping, the young man was not very confident, biting his lip, showing a bit of stubbornness.

After all, Shen Muzhi couldn't bear to say what Zhu He said that night and what he heard, so he had to change the angle: "Has Your Highness been thinking too much about the regent recently? If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be beneficial."

Yan Rong forced himself to retract his thoughts, and said again, "I understand."

Shen Muzhi said: "A few days ago, His Highness asked Weichen to visit. Although Xiangjin's incident has been going on for a long time, and many people can't explain clearly, Weichen found an old nanny who had gone out of the palace. , this person is in Jiangbei."

Yan Rong: "How?"

Shen Muzhi: "Although Xiang Jin claims to be a monk, he doesn't have ring scars on his head. The late Emperor didn't believe him at first, but later, everything he calculated was accurate, and there was no mistake in the time of occurrence."

Yan Rong: "Then why was he imprisoned?"

Shen Muzhi shook his head: "The late emperor once massacred all the palace people he knew about. The old lady's story was only a little more detailed than the rumors, but she mentioned one thing - it was related to the regent."

Yan Rong was taken aback: "What?"

Shen Muzhi said: "She said that Xiangjin wanted to secretly take the child regent away from the late emperor, and the late emperor was furious, so he locked Xiangjin up."

The death of all the insiders, the truth of the year is just like the relationship between the first emperor and the regent, and it has become a secret that only the parties know.

After Shen Muzhi left, Yan Rong finally couldn't hold back the expression on his face, not even the last trace of a smile remained.

He paused for a long time before he took out the letter from Laixi and opened the lacquer seal.

The content of the letter is very brief, it is nothing more than talking about how the regent acted as a monster in the "Goshawk" army, how he occupied the commander-in-chief's account, how he bullied the weak, loved leisure, hated work, and indulged in extravagance.

It was the cranes in his memory.

Yan Rong smiled helplessly without bending his lips, and when he came back to his senses, even he was stunned.

A letter soon came to an end, Yan Rong was about to put the letter down, but saw the last line.

[On a great summer night, Yue Nu spies pretended to lure General Lou Cang to send troops, and then he was imprisoned.The regent came out at night, killed the Lord Yuenu in front of the two soldiers, saved Lou Cang from danger, and then returned to Yandu. 】

The thin smile on his lips froze in place, Yan Rong paused, and suddenly felt an inexplicable anxiety.

The anxiety was like a ignited fire, the turbulent burning quickly burned into Yan Rong's chest, making him a little uneasy.

Laixi fetched water and came in to serve his master to change clothes and take a bath.

As soon as he picked up the towel, Yan Rong asked, "Where is Lou Cang now? Still in Southern Xinjiang?"

Laixi almost didn't realize it for a while, and he was stunned before saying: "No, Your Highness. When you came to Jiangbei, General Lou's military order to return to Yandu was sent to the regent. Have you forgotten?"

Yan Rong's expression changed: "He hasn't been back to Yandu for five years, why did he come back suddenly?"

Laixi; "..."

Laixi was startled, and finally recalled that His Royal Highness seemed to be in a very bad mood today, and he became more cautious when speaking: "This... I heard from others that General Lou came back during the New Year's Eve, and he probably came back to celebrate the New Year. .”

Yan Rong's incomparably handsome face was half hidden by the candlelight, and it looked more and more dim.

He was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Go out, let alone think quietly."

At the end of the year, the midwinter in December has arrived, and before the severe cold in Jiangbei, a heavy snowfall has already fallen in Yandu.

Almost at the same time, the undefeated soldiers and horses of the "Goshawk" army finally set foot on the land of Yandu from southern Xinjiang in the early morning.

It was still early, the usually bustling streets had not yet started to be crowded, and there were only neat horseshoe footprints on the snow all over the sky.

Naturally, the Prince Regent would not actively go out of the city to greet him in person like the emperors of previous dynasties. He just sent a trusted aide to stand in the cold wind and wait for the arrival of the God of War.

The thousand-mile horse stopped at the inner city gate of Yandu. The black armor of the man with broad shoulders and narrow waist was not stained with snow foam, and his silver glow was cold and hard.

He jumped off the horse and laughed loudly: "Thank you little brother, but the regent is not up yet?"

De Zhuang hurriedly returned the salute to Lou Cang, and said with a bitter face: "The general naturally understands my prince's routine... It's still early to leave. It's the general who came back so early."

"He is in a hurry, afraid that he will worry."

Lou Cang pulled the rein of the horse and said with a smile, "It's okay, let him sleep first. I'll go back to the mansion to wash and tidy up, and I'll look for him in the palace after noon."

De Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly agreed, and then went back to the Prince Regent's Mansion to dig the cranes out of the bed, dressed them neatly, and sent them to court.

Today is Xiaochao.

The regent routinely went in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear in court, and finished his work in less than an hour. Then he suddenly had a whim, and suddenly went to the Imperial Garden to recite poems while watching the snow.

Dezhuang: "..."

Soon, warm tents were set up in the imperial garden, and hand stoves and braziers were all available.

Zhu He added another sable jacket on his body, and the warm brown fur made his face smaller, looking extremely harmless.

"Ode to Plum Blossoms... a plum here, a plum over there, a plum under the ground..."

Zhuhe shivered from the cold, and his interest in reciting poems suddenly halved.

He stepped on the snow uncomfortably, raised his eyes inadvertently, and saw Lou Cang walking over from not far away.

The guards knew that General Lou was coming, so they didn't stop him.

Lou Cang walked to Zhu He's side, and was about to speak when he saw Zhu He tiptoed slightly and picked a flower from the tip of a plum blossom that was slightly higher.

With light white fingers, he brought the extremely bright wintersweet to Lou Cang.

Zhu He frowned: "The most beautiful flowers are given to this king's most powerful general, welcome back."