great mandate

At that time, maybe it was because Luo Jinyu was young and inadvertently slipped his mouth, so his mother didn't tell him who his father was. When she recalled it, she didn't say much. In this way, it is the backbone of a scholar to be straight and to bend rather than bend.

……

Luo Jinyu escaped from the memories, and looked up at Zhan Qingshui standing beside the emperor, but what he saw for a moment was not Zhan Qingshui, but Shen Wuji who was still standing there.

He fell into memories again, but this time, he remembered the words Shen Wuji said to himself the night before...

……

This year's Ching Ming Day, there is no rain, it is a sunny day.

No matter whether it's sunny or rainy, Luo Jinyu will come to visit her mother's grave.

Mr. Ming did not come, he went back to his hometown half a month ago under the escort of Ming Lu.Back then, the Ming family was framed by Cao Guozhong to exterminate the clan, and the clan members were not allowed to erect monuments. Now that they have been wronged, although Mr. Ming has been living in the capital, he has actually entrusted someone to repair the tombs for the clan members in his hometown.

It happened that Qingming was approaching, and the tomb and the ancestral house were almost finished, so Mr. Ming went back to have a look.

The Luo family's tomb and ancestral house are also being repaired, but Luo Jinyu is on official business, if it takes almost a month to go back and forth, he will not go back for the time being.

Shen Wuji and Xifeng accompanied Luo Jinyu to visit his mother's tomb, and when everything was done, Shen Wuji helped to drive Xifeng away, and let him go with him to enjoy the spring nearby, leaving Luo Jinyu alone to talk to his mother for a while.

Shen Wuji knew that Luo Jinyu must have a lot to say.

Luo Jinyu really wanted to say a lot to his mother, but when Shen Wuji and the others left, he was silent for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

……

Dongchang has newly captured a few spies sent by other countries. He Fangzhou has been interrogated in the prison for a round, and he is not in a hurry to get out. After he got out of the deep prison, he was planning to go back to the house to wash the filth all over his body. He heard a familiar voice: "Brother Fang."

"..."

Why are you here again.

He Fangzhou sighed silently.

He should have known long ago that between himself and Zhan Qingshui, Shen Wuji was closer to Zhan Qingshui after all.In the past, he pretended to be fair, but now his true colors are revealed. He went to talk to Shen Wuji about Zhan Qingshui, and Shen Wuji reasoned that he was not in the hands of the Ceremony Supervisor, and had to be under Zhan Qingshui's control, so he didn't dare to stop those who offended Zhan Qingshui... …

I believe you, Eunuch Shen, are to blame.I think you two are in collusion.

He Fangzhou was helpless and ashamed.

Zhan Qingshui followed He Fangzhou all the way, and said with a smile, "I asked you to have a drink."

"Who are they?" He Fangzhou asked.

"Just the two of us." Zhan Qingshui reluctantly said, "Cao Yaozong is also fine."

"..." He Fangzhou said, "Don't eat."

"My birthday." Zhan Qingshui said lowly.

He Fangzhou sighed, "Your birthday is autumn."

"Last autumn, nothing happened." Zhan Qingshui said, "It's moved to this year."

"..." He Fangzhou said, "I didn't know beforehand, so I'll ask someone to bring a gift to your house some other day."

"What about today?" Zhan Qingshui asked.

"You go back today." He Fangzhou persuaded, "I just came back from torture, and my body is dirty, so I rushed to wash it."

"I'll wait for you." Zhan Qingshui said.

"Eunuch Zhan, why bother to ruin the friendship between you and me for many years." He Fangzhou persuaded gently, "Really, why bother."

In short, it was a "confrontation", and Zhan Qingshui was persuaded to return again, and left Dongchang resentfully.

Afterwards, He Fangzhou thought, if he had known what would happen next, he would not have let Zhan Qingshui leave alone, so what if he just left him drinking a pot of wine in Dongchang?

But there is no medicine for regret in this world after all.

The author has something to say: if the train of thought is stuck orz the number of words is... a bit less orz