Lianshan Midnight Green

Fu Lang kicked and stomped down the stairs, found a seat and sat down as usual, Xiao Er greeted, "What do you want, Miss?"

Fu Lang said: "Hot tea is fine."

In fact, if an ordinary customer said so, then Xiao Er would just take the most expensive pot to deal with it, but Fu Lang was so beautiful that he couldn't help but want to say a few more words, "Girl, how warm is our tea here?" Stomach, lung moistening, warming, light, strong, and..."

He was still counting on his fingers when a young figure flashed beside him, sat down in front of Fu Lang, and patted the table: "All right, all right, I know you have a lot of tea, give her ginger soup."

The little girl wanted to talk, but seeing Fu Lang averted his eyes indifferently, he had no choice but to answer and call Jiang Tang.

Ding Jue crossed his legs and complained, "It's really inconvenient to come out with you, there are perverts everywhere."

Fu Lang said casually: "Then you go back, I beg you."

Ding Jue rolled his eyes angrily, "It's easy for you to say, what do you do when I leave? Can you go to Chu by yourself? Within three days, you were skinned and sold to sing songs."

Fu Lang said: "It seems that I want to go to Chu State. What's the point of singing, it's not like I haven't sung before."

Ding Jue just said it casually, but he didn't expect to poke the past in her heart. He felt a little guilty for a while, but he still said stubbornly: "One minute on stage and ten years of work off stage, are you still singing like a ghost?"

Fu Lang was delighted, "Little friend, you will be scared to death if you say it, your sister is the number one card wherever I go."

Ding Jue also laughed, "Who would believe it?" While speaking, the waiter brought tea and snacks, Ding Jue took a few bites, and then heard the discussion of several people on the other side of the post building getting louder, "I heard that Is it? The one from Pingyang City ran away with the gold seal and soldier talisman."

Xiao Er leaned over, "Which one?"

An old Confucian scholar told him, "Which one has the gold seal and military talisman? Eldest son."

When Fu Lang and Ding Jue heard this name, they both pricked up their ears and openly listened to the corner.They walked on the road for a few days, and gradually moved away from Shencheng in the north. Fu Lang had nowhere to go, so Ding Jue followed Pei Se's wishes and took her around the south road to the west to Chu State.This place is far away from the capital, and the control of speech is not strict, but it is still a large town within a hundred miles, and the post house is close to the school, so many scholars like to gather here to discuss state affairs.On the contrary, there was a young white-faced scholar who didn't know the news. Hearing the words, he said strangely: "Eldest son? The eldest son is virtuous and has a good reputation in Pingyang. Why are you running away?"

The old Confucian scholar laughed contemptuously, "After sitting in that seat for ten years, who dares to say that she is not good? Now that the son is back, the eldest son can no longer monopolize the power, so naturally he is in a mess."

Xiao Er refilled tea for them, "Why?"

Another scholar with a black beard said: "Last year we said that the power of the Qi Kingdom would eventually be handed over to the crown prince. It was a great fortune for Confucian scholars. Looking at it now, it has been almost a year since the crown prince came back. What do you have? It is the military talisman in the eldest son's hand." The gold seal has not been handed over, what it means, the world knows."

Xiaoer was confused when he heard it, and suddenly remembered something: "Why are you talking about this suddenly? Oh, I remembered, is it because of today's royal wedding?" The black-bearded scribe said angrily: " Exactly, we are talking about this matter now. The son is not talking about military power now, even a veteran like General Qi may not be willing to submit. The concubine is the only daughter of Prime Minister Jin, and once the marriage is married, it will be an extra trump card."

The white-faced scholar said: "So the Eldest Young Master left Pingyang ahead of schedule? You can be considered a smart person--but I don't know the current situation in Pingyang City. I heard that the Eldest Young Master has gone to Shencheng? If it is true, then she is now with the orphan and rot Rats are no different."

The black-bearded scribe dipped his finger in the tea and scratched a few strokes on the table, and said in a deep thought: "The border of Shencheng broke into the territory of Chen State. If the eldest son really ran to Shencheng, he would be blocked by himself. She has led the army for many years. , will not fail to understand this truth. If you really want to have such a mind, you should surround Shen Qiu next to it, and you can still leave a way out."

The old Confucian scholar blew his beard and stared, "Besieging the city? Thank you for thinking it out! Forgot the tragedy of Xuezong City back then? I don't know how to poison the people! It's outrageous for a woman to be in power. We talked about it ten years ago. Until now Look, this eldest son is carrying disasters and military disasters, it is true!"

Ding Jue listened for a long time, his face was already very ugly, when he was about to slap the table, Fu Lang patted him on the shoulder, got up with a snack in his mouth and walked upstairs.

Ding Jue had no choice but to keep up with her, and said in a low voice: "The hidden stakes on the road have been pulled out these days, and even I haven't received any news. Those must be nonsense. They are ugly, don't worry about it."

Fu Lang slowly pushed open the door with no expression on his face.She lay on her back on the couch, casually tossing snacks to Ding Jue, "When are we leaving?"

Those ugly words are nothing, Pei Se herself said even worse.

The high-spirited talk downstairs has already attracted the attention of many diners. The black-bearded scribe lowered his voice, "I haven't finished yet, why are you so anxious? There must be soldiers and horses to besiege the city. The defenders of Shencheng are used to defend the border. It can be easily mobilized to encircle your own city, and the guards all these years are considered to be in vain. Don’t everyone see how the eldest son has treated his students and common people in the past ten years? How can such a thing besieged be easily done? from?"

Seeing that the old Confucian scholar's expression was not hesitant, Xiao Er was afraid that there would be another quarrel, so he hurriedly persuaded him: "Everyone, the situation in the court is not good, so don't talk about state affairs. Would you like some snacks?"

Everything in Pingyang City is as usual, there are still hot stalls and warm teahouses.It's just that compared with the past, there are many more discussions that lower their voices.Qi Bo first slapped his horse past these discussions, walked through the spacious market, and did not dismount until he reached the gate of the palace.A soldier of the Imperial Army pulled his reins and reported in a low voice: "Vice Commander, the prince is in the harem, and General Xiao Jin is waiting to report in the front court."

Qi Bo nodded first, knowing that the son was in a good mood after the big wedding yesterday, so he must be too lazy to care about these things at this time.But the pursuit of Pei Se couldn't be delayed, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the harem to find someone.As expected, Changyu was in Muchuan Palace, leaning on him, talking and laughing with the concubine Shizi.Jin Ming seemed a little sleepy, his face glowed a moist red from the warmth of the room.Qi Bo didn't dare to read more, and reported: "Your Highness, General Jin is waiting for your discussion in the study."

Changyu seemed to be in a good mood, and his mouth was very gentle, and he said to Jin Ming, "They have reported it more than ten times, I'd better go."

Jin Ming yawned, "Then you go, I'm so sleepy."

Chang Yu smiled and scratched the bridge of her nose, got up and said, "Commander Qi, go outside and talk."

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so tired