I made millions after becoming a tyrant's concubine

"If you want to save Uncle Cheng Guo, there is another way."

When Meng Xingchen and the butler heard the man's voice, he had already appeared in the courtyard.

Holding a long sword in his arms, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he was tall and resolute, wearing black clothes with narrow sleeves, and a dart pouch hanging on his leather belt, and the red tassels on the dart fluttered with the wind blowing.

"Dong Yu." Meng Xingchen recognized this person and had met him several times before, but he never expected to see him in his mansion today, "Does your master know that you are here?"

Dong Yu nodded and hooked his lips: "My master said, the lord wants to live in the capital safely, but what has the stable life brought you? If Xiyuan is still there, can Uncle Cheng's life and death be controlled by others?" ?”

Meng Xingchen stared at him, clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves to maintain the surface calm:

"My Xiyuan country is weak, and I am often harassed by the countries in the southern border and western borders. I am attached to the Southern Qin Dynasty and use a strong military force to protect the safety of our people. There is nothing wrong with it."

"But right now the tyrant wants to go to Jiangzhou to capture your uncle. Doesn't the lord know what the common people are talking about after dinner? They all want the lord's uncle to die." Dong Yu sneered, and Meng Xingchen's heart ached. .

He is the majestic king of a country, but because of his weak national power, he can only bow his head to others.

Now, it's ironic that he can't even save his only family member.

Dong Yu had a panoramic view of all Meng Xingchen's emotions, and he took out the letter from his arms: "My master said, it's normal for the King of Huai'an to be confused for a while, and it will take time for them to act now in Jiangzhou. If the King of Huai’an has figured it out, he will do what the letter says, and my master promises that Uncle Cheng Guo will appear in front of you safe and sound.”

He let go of his fingertips, and the envelope fell to the ground, and he jumped onto the roof and disappeared in front of them.

The housekeeper hurriedly went to pick up the letter and brought it in front of Meng Xingchen: "My lord..."

Meng Xingchen looked at the empty envelope, his eyes flickering, struggling with madness and reason: "I'll think about it, I'll think about it."

He turned around dejectedly, his footsteps were vain, he could only hold on to the seat in the room and walk towards the backyard.

He knew what was written in the letter, so he suddenly became afraid. He wanted to save his uncle, but he was powerless to restore the country.

*

With Qian Yanzhi negotiating with the Minister of Dali Temple, the imperial envoy who went to Jiangzhou to invite the magistrate of Jiangzhou has also left Beijing for a few days, so now we only need to wait for the imperial envoy to bring the many sufferers in Jiangzhou with them as agreed. In the capital, the trial can begin.

So as soon as he came out of Dali Temple, Qian Yanzhi sat on the steps outside the yamen, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a melancholy expression on his face.

Cheng Liang had been following him all the time, and now he was sitting down when he came out of Dali Temple, and for some reason he suddenly asked: "It's still early, if you're tired, why not go to the teahouse in front to listen to books and drink tea? "

Qian Yanzhi looked back at him: "Is there such a good thing?"

Standing with his hands behind his back, Cheng Liang nodded, "Well, I'm treating you."

As soon as Qian Yanzhi heard this, he became excited, jumped up and patted the dust, and went straight to the teahouse.

Cheng Liang smiled helplessly, and followed behind Qian Yanzhi in obscurity.

There are not many people on the street. After all, in summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Apart from setting up stalls and buying daily necessities, there are hardly any pedestrians.

But even so, Cheng Liang always felt that there were many new faces in the capital in the past two days.

Those people are different from the people living in the capital, and even more different from the merchants from the Western Regions who came to Beijing to do business.

Their walking posture does not look like ordinary people, especially their eyes, no matter how well they are concealed, Cheng Liang feels that they are not ordinary people after all.

Cheng Liang quickly stepped forward and grabbed Qian Yanzhi, who had already stepped into the teahouse with one foot, and pulled back hard, pulling him into his arms.

Before Qian Yanzhi said hey, his whole face was pressed against Cheng Liang's chest.

Cheng Liang, who was born in the military, had a firm chest, not soft at all, and Qian Yanzhi directly stuck it to it vigorously. At that moment, he seemed to feel that his nose might be broken.

That beautiful nose that couldn't be done with plastic surgery must be broken.

Cheng Liang didn't expect this situation, he just grabbed Qian Yanzhi's arm awkwardly: "..."

After Qian Yanzhi stood firmly on his feet, he raised his head and looked at Cheng Liang with tears in his eyes: "I think I have a grudge against you here. Such a beautiful nose is ruined."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a numbness on the palate. He raised his hand to wipe it lightly, and the back of his hand was blood red.

"Fuck..." Qian Yanzhi passed out before the words could be pronounced.

Cheng Liang, who had fought and killed before, had never seen such a fainting at the sight of blood, and immediately ran to the posthouse with Qian Yanzhi in his arms.

Since it was noon and there was no one in the posthouse, Cheng Liang was sweating profusely, put Qian Yanzhi anxiously on the soft couch, and then went to the backyard to find the doctor who was taking a nap.

In the end, Cheng Liang forcibly dragged him out without even wearing the doctor's shoes.

But Qian Yanzhi had already woken up, and the nosebleeds stopped, but the blood stains on his face were quite scary.

The doctor looked at Cheng Liang, who was in a hurry, and then at Qian Yanzhi: "Thankfully, it was delivered early."

Cheng Liang was a little scared: "He just bumped his nose, that's why his face is covered with blood. Doctor, if he comes late, the nose will not be able to keep it."

The doctor looked at Cheng Liang and sighed: "If he comes a little later, he will wake up, and I can sleep longer."

Cheng Liang: "..."

On the contrary, Qian Yanzhi laughed heartlessly, but stretched his nose in pain, and stretched out his hand to help him: "Cheng Gongming, please let the doctor show me why your nose still hurts so much."

The doctor stepped forward and checked carefully: "It's all right, but the nasal bone is a bit shifted."

"Ah?" Before Qian Yanzhi could react, the doctor started to adjust the nasal bone, and in an instant, Qian Yanzhi's screams rang through the posthouse.

"what--!!"

To be on the safe side, after Qian Yanzhi washed the blood off his face, the doctor applied medicine to the injured area, and wrapped a circle of gauze by the way.

Qian Yanzhi had nothing to love, and walked out of the hospital with gauze wrapped around his face, which was very eye-catching.

Even after returning to the palace, Jing Yuan, who heard that he was injured and came to Hanyan Pavilion to see him, couldn't help laughing when he saw him.

Qian Yanzhi looked at him directly: "Is it so funny?"

Jing Yuan covered his mouth and didn't smile, but sat in front of Qian Yanzhi, stretched out his hand and carefully stroked the gauze:

"Brother Ah Yan, does it hurt?"

Qian Yanzhi nodded, pretending to be wronged: "It hurts, it hurts so much."

Jing Yuan pursed his lips and thought for a while, then held Qian Yanzhi's face closer, and blew cool air on the bridge of the gauze-wrapped nose.

Qian Yanzhi looked at Jing Yuan's approaching face, and suddenly remembered what he said in Wende Hall when they promoted their father and son to meet each other.

At that time, he really thought that Jing Yuan was Huo Zheng's son, and he even wondered how there could be such a cruel father in this world.

But after knowing that Jing Yuan was his mother's brother, when Qian Yanzhi saw Jing Yuan again, he understood Huo Zheng's mood at that time.

It was clearly his younger brother, but in order to protect him, he could only treat him as his own son, and the queen mother was gone, so he didn't know how to face this child.

"Brother Ah Yan, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about your father?" Seeing Qian Yanzhi's distraction, Jing Yuan hurriedly asked with concern.

Qian Yanzhi returned to his senses and looked at Jing Yuan's innocence-filled inquiry, and hurriedly coughed lightly to cover up his panic at the moment: "Who misses your father, what does your father have to think about."

Jing Yuan sat back on the stool and laughed, watching Qian Yanzhi reach out and grab the orange to peel, and said hurriedly:

"Brother Ah Yan, don't be shy. You are my father's envoy. Although you are not a woman, you are also my father's wife. It is impolite for me to call you brother, so it is normal for you to think of my father."

Qian Yanzhi looked at him sideways: "Again, I didn't miss your father. Your father always bullies me, so I won't miss him."

"When did I bully you?"

Huo Zheng's voice sounded outside the hall, Jing Yuan jumped off the stool in fright, stood beside Qian Yanzhi in an orderly manner, suppressed the smile on his face, and saluted Huo Zheng who was stepping into the hall .

Huo Zheng stood at the door, looking at Jing Yuan's young figure with a complicated expression: "Excuse me, come to visit?"

Jing Yuan raised his head, his eyes full of caution: "Well, brother Ah Yan... I heard that Changshi Qian was injured, so I came here to visit."

Huo Zheng sat down beside him, and Qian Yanzhi looked at Huo Zheng cautiously. Although he knew that he would not kill Jingyuan, he was still worried that his iceberg appearance would scare the child, so he quickly interjected:

"Your Majesty, Jing Yuan has finished his homework today, and the teacher praised him for writing better and better handwriting."

Huo Zheng set his eyes on Qian Yanzhi's face, and seeing his handsome face was covered, he felt a little relieved:

"Ah That's good."

Jing Yuan was still looking at him cautiously, as if he was expecting Huo Zheng to praise him more.

Qian Yanzhi also hurriedly said, "That's it?"

Huo Zheng: "Otherwise?"

Qian Yanzhi: "I have to praise a few more words, so that children will have self-confidence, and confident children have a better mentality."

Huo Zheng stared at him, and then cast his eyes on Jing Yuan, looking at his cautious appearance, he couldn't bear it, but just looking at him like this, he remembered the former Yang Xinhou Li Chang, so I had no choice but to look away, adjusted my mood and said:

"Jing Yuan is the prince, and I have high hopes for him. He must be excellent, and everything right now is as it should be."

A little disappointment appeared in Jing Yuan's eyes: "I will keep in mind the teachings of my father, and I will study hard to live up to my father's expectations."

Huo Zheng responded, Qian Yanzhi sighed, he understood Huo Zheng, but felt sorry for Jing Yuan even more.

Perhaps only when Jing Yuan was older and able to think independently, the relationship between the two brothers would be eased.

Just when Qian Yanzhi was worrying about the future, Huo Zheng said:

"I will stay in Hanyan Pavilion for dinner tonight, I... I will be with you."

Jing Yuan was a little surprised, and looked at Huo Zheng in disbelief. When he saw him cast his gaze on him, he lowered his head in fear.

Huo Zheng said: "Don't be so afraid of me, you are my prince and son, you should be upright and fearless."

Hearing what Huo Zheng said, Jing Yuan raised his head again, his eyes were already red when he looked at Huo Zheng, but he insisted not to let the tears fall:

"My son is not afraid, my son will be upright and fearless."

Huo Zheng nodded in response, but he still restrained the hand that wanted to caress Jing Yuan's cheek after all.

On the other hand, Qian Yanzhi suddenly came to his senses and asked, "Where is Cheng Gongming? Hasn't he entered the palace? Your Majesty won't keep him for dinner?"

Huo Zheng squeezed his sleeves, and snatched the peeled orange from his hand: "There is an urgent report from the northern border. The Northern Liao army is about to move. It seems that there is something going on. I let him go back to the northern border."

Qian Yanzhi was surprised: "..."

——Then his safety in the capital is not protected by anyone?

Unexpectedly, Huo Zheng said again: "Before the public trial, you can call the minister of Dali Temple into the palace. If you have to leave the palace, I will accompany you."

Qian Yanzhi: "..." Thank you, I don't really want it.

The author has something to say: The second watch is coming.