The Regent is not dead yet

Dali 42 years.

beginning of spring.

The snow in southern Xinjiang covered the knees. Although it was noon, fluttering snowflakes continued to fall from the gray sky.

Lie Feng whizzed past the official road that had just been repaired, and parallel with Shuo Feng, there was also a group of soldiers in black armor.

The soldiers are tall and tall, with horses and whips, and high spirits.

Between the ranks, the ruts of a Ugin carriage rolled over the official road, leaving a series of deep marks on the road.

In the carriage, a pot of bitter tea was still steaming with heat.

The man sitting on the chair was wearing a simple green shirt, but his face was exceptionally superior.

His eyebrows are gentle and elegant, with a gentleman's modesty, his lips are slightly raised, and there is a three-point smile when he is silent.

Stopping the annals of local style and features on the table at the latest page he read, he picked up the teacup, and before he put it to his lips, a very respectful voice came from outside the curtain of the carriage.

"Your Highness, we have arrived in Bing County, and Xueshi Shen has come to pick you up to return to the palace. Do you want him to come here now?"

The man drank tea unhurriedly, put down his cup, and said warmly, "Come in."

Footsteps outside the curtain hurried away, and came back with another footstep after a while.

Laixi carefully opened the car curtain, bowed respectfully to the person sitting on the cushion in the carriage, and then said: "Your Highness, Bachelor Shen has arrived."

The visitor was dressed in a third-rank official robe, with a cold expression on his brows and eyes.

He bowed to the people sitting in the carriage, and said: "I, Shen Muzhi, have come to welcome His Highness the Crown Prince to return to Yandu by the order of the Regent. Congratulations to Your Highness for defeating the Xiongnu last month and expanding the territory of Dali by another thirteen. city."

The shutter is lifted.

An incomparably outstanding face was slowly revealed from behind the curtain.

The man had a pair of extremely beautiful red phoenix eyes, and the narrow and long eye tails were slightly bent, and the gloomy aura on his body disappeared in an instant, and he was friendly and elegant.

His thin lips hooked upwards, he didn't know what was thinking in his eyes, and said softly: "Uncle Huang, what did he say?"

Shen Muzhi: "..."

Shen Muzhi was silent for a moment.

Before he could think of a good word for Zhu He, the man sitting in the car smiled softly: "Uncle Huang certainly doesn't care about these things. Forget it, let's not mention this, Mu Zhi will come up and sit."

Shen Muzhi: "..."

The reason why the Wujin carriage was able to follow the march for so long was precisely because of its large size and was not prone to bumps.

There are only two people sitting down, and even five people sitting down still seem to be more than enough.

In the horse-drawn carriage speeding along the official road, the steaming pot of tea just now gradually cooled down.

Shen Muzhi lowered his head and took a sip of the tea in his cup. He was so bitter that even his expression changed. He felt that the indescribable bitterness spread from the tip of his tongue to the root of his tongue, and then penetrated from the root of his tongue into his throat.

The bitter taste is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.

Shen Muzhi really couldn't bear this feeling, put the teacup back on the table, and couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, this tea..."

"This tea is only grown in the southernmost village of the Xiongnu, and it is actually a kind of Kuding."

Yan Rong picked up the gold-painted blue-ground tea bowl in front of him, shook the light-colored liquid in it left and right, drank half of it like drinking clear water, and then said: "A few days ago, you wrote that Lou Cang led troops to Beidi, but he has already set off. ?”

Shen Muzhi said: "Beidi sent troops to attack unexpectedly, the regent naturally couldn't bear this tone, General Lou has already led his troops to set out eight days ago."

Yan Rong quietly looked at the teacup in his hand, with a smile on his face: "Lou Cang is still...so desperate for the uncle."

Shen Muzhi frowned slightly.

Yan Rong's words didn't sound wrong at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, you always feel something is wrong.

and.

Maybe it's because they haven't seen each other for two years, and although there are regular letters, Shen Mozhi still feels that Yan Rong has really changed a lot compared to what he looked like two years ago.

Obviously, he still looks benevolent, virtuous, upright and elegant—but there is something different.

Shen Muzhi couldn't say anything, and couldn't continue to explore, so he could only open his mouth: "After Wu Yu ascended the throne, the situation in Beidi has changed a lot, and the national power has increased sharply. If things go on like this, it will become a serious disaster."

Yan Rong turned the gold-painted pattern on the teacup in a circle, and said gently, "It's normal, Wu Yu is ruthless and frivolous, and I've heard that... he became the king of Beidi by killing his father?"

Shen Muzhi was stunned.

A year ago, during the coup in Beidi, Dali's spies in Beidi got the news that Wu Yu had killed his father and proclaimed himself king.

But this news has already been buried in the Dali Palace, not to mention many Dali officials, even the people of Beidi don't know the origin of Wu Yu's throne.

How did Yan Rong know that Yan Rong was far away in the southern border?

It is probably because Shen Muzhi hesitated for too long.

Yan Rong put down his cup, and his voice was like jade: "Admiration?"

Only then did Shen Muzhi come to his senses, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded: "Your Highness, there is indeed such a saying."

"I haven't seen you for two years, how come

Hair and loneliness. "

Yan Rong didn't seem to be very interested in Wu Yu's news, so she quickly skipped the topic.

He poured a cup of tea on his own, and said with a smile, "A few days ago, the emperor promoted Mu Zhi to the third rank. Gu hadn't had time to congratulate him, but now he has caught up."

Shen Muzhi looked at Yan Rong who was in front of him and drank the cup of tea that was too bitter to drink without changing his face, and then said after a pause, "Your Highness is disgusting."

"How?"

Yan Rong's voice was clear and bright, "Uncle Huang asked for your favor, so Gu is naturally very happy. After a two-year separation, I don't know if Mu Zhi's health is okay?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returned from southern Xinjiang, Shen Muzhi had prepared many political affairs in the court to discuss with Yan Rong.

Looking at the current appearance, Yan Rong not only does not want to discuss this matter, but is very interested in chatting.

Shen Muzhi was a little helpless, and followed Yan Rong's words: "It's still good."

He stopped for a while, and for some reason, subconsciously said, "It's just that the regent's health doesn't seem to be in good shape in the past year."

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

Shen Muzhi saw Yan Rong in front of him, whose expression seemed to sink very slightly.

The gloom at that moment was like the ripples caused by a swimming fish passing by under the calm and calm water. It was only a short moment, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yan Rong had a gentle appearance again, and the worry on his face was just right: "How could this be?"

"The imperial doctor has seen it, but he can't understand it."

The worry on Shen Muzhi's face was almost lingering, after getting rid of the forced smile just now, he let out a long sigh.

He said softly, "The regent's fear of the cold has become more and more serious in the past two years, and he still needs a brazier to sleep in the midsummer. Especially since the New Year's ceremony this year, he has not participated in the two dynasties, and the political affairs are all handed over to the ministers and the building. The general takes care of it."

Shen Muzhi paused, and then said, "Last night, the Prince Regent's Mansion informed the imperial physician...the imperial physician said that if the Prince Regent's health does not recover this year, I'm afraid he...wouldn't be able to survive this winter."

The author has something to say: Yan Rong: Gu has become Niu Hulu Rong!

Hehe: Great, great, the regent is about to die!

Yan Rong:?

Lou Cang: I understand, tool people should remain indifferent and pass by silently.

Xiangjin: Heh, mortals.

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I went through the outline again~ Today is a little shorter, and tomorrow night I will try to make it longer!

Don't worry, read the easy-going text, see you guys tomorrow night =3=

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