Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The servants were busy, and Man Lie Manor cleaned up for a long time. Finally, the fence was barely repaired, and hot ginger soup and tiger bone wine were brought over.

The inner room is warm and cozy, three layers of cushions and five layers of thick fur are spread on the couch, and the braziers are arranged in a row for free.

All the tiger skins and wolf heads hanging on the wall were put away, and they were replaced with calligraphy and paintings that I did not know where to buy.

The family general didn't dare to ask more questions, and according to the order of the Duke of the State, he searched the internal and external treasuries, and brought the most beautiful stove.

……

Looking at the situation in front of him, Yun Lang didn't dare to move, and carefully pulled Xiao Shuo: "Did I say something wrong?"

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, then shook his head: "That's right."

Yun Lang: "..."

I'm afraid something is wrong with this family.

This time, there is a serious business, Yun Lang tried to talk about it, and he wanted to help Xiao Shuo coax the old man well first, and then talk about it after finishing the matter.

In a moment of carelessness, I don't know how far it is now.Yun Lang couldn't sit still, and said in a low voice: "Did Grandpa misunderstand something? Go and explain, there really is no great-granddaughter..."

"If you don't have it, you don't have it." Xiao Shuo took the ginger soup, filtered out the finely chopped ginger, and blew on it, "Grandpa just told me specifically, let nature take its course, don't force it."

Xiao Shuo tried hot and cold ginger soup, and passed it over: "As long as you and I are in harmony, it's fine without it."

Yun Lang took the ginger soup and swallowed two mouthfuls without knowing the taste.

For some reason, although there is nothing wrong with the words, it sounds particularly wrong.

Especially just now when the old Duke was dragging Xiao Shuo and muttering, his expression was very different from the past.

Only then did Yun Lang forcefully push the granddaughter of the Qianguo Duke's mansion, but at this moment he was extremely uncertain, and pulled Xiao Shuo: "Grandfather will try to tell me to relax my vigilance, and when I'm unprepared, tie me up and throw me directly into the bridal chamber, forcing me Am I married?"

Xiao Shuo looked a little complicated, looked up at Yun Lang, took the stove with flowers on it, and put it in his arms.

Yun Lang was vigilant in his heart: "Really? Then I'll go and avoid it first, you—"

"Don't worry." Xiao Shuo said, "I won't force you."

Yun Lang thought it was none of your business, but after all he had no idea, hugged the stove, and moved closer to Xiao Shuo: "If the situation is not right, you have to help me."

Sheltered from the wind in the house, Yun Lang drank ginger soup and hugged the stove again, his body has already warmed up a lot.

Xiao Shuo was warmly leaned against him, and nodded lightly with his downcast eyes: "Okay."

Xiao Shuo looked at the jade pendant around Yunlang's neck, sat for a moment, and said in a low voice, "You knew—"

Yun Lang froze for a moment: "What?"

Xiao Shuo straightened out his thoughts, shook his head, put the jade pendant back into his collar for Yun Lang, and said, "It's all right."

Young Master Yun looked chic, but in fact he was the least able to deal with these things.When he heard that he was going to discuss marriage, he was so frightened that he immediately ran to overthrow the three tribes of Rong Di, and chased the leader of Rong Di all the way to the back of Yinshan Mountain.

If he really knew what this jade pendant was for, he would not have received it so happily.

Not to mention showing off everywhere, picking off a roasted lamb several times, for fear that others will not see it.

Mostly...it was indeed just made up out of desperation.

Xiao Shuo lowered his gaze, looked at General Yun, who was still extremely vigilant and squeezed close to him, pursed the corner of his lower lip, and stretched out his hand to cover the top of his hair: "It's well braided."

Yun Lang was just talking nonsense, a little confused: "Where is it?"

"Everywhere is fine." Xiao Shuo straightened his clothes for him, "Grandfather is here, please sit upright."

Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the burly figure outside the door, he immediately restrained himself and sat down on the couch.

Lord Qianguo was busy, and he recovered his sanity. He remembered hearing the two people's words in the corner, and then remembered that Xiao Shuo probably had business to do.Knowing the seriousness, he pushed back the crowd, asked his family to guard the door, deliberately slowed down his expression, and entered the inner room alone.

Xiao Shuo got up to see the family ceremony, and Yun Lang wanted to get up too, but Duke Qian pushed him back: "Why are you following along for the fun? Go warm up!"

The old Duke's sword is not old, Yun Lang was pushed back on the couch, he couldn't laugh or cry: "I just said it to scare you, I'm not so sick..."

Duke Qian turned a deaf ear to it, took the bowl of ginger soup he hadn't finished, and ran over to it.

Yun Lang opened his mouth, gave a dry cough, and secretly kicked Xiao Shuo.

Xiao Shuo got up and went to fetch a spoon for him.

Yun Lang: "..."

Kindness is difficult.

Yun Lang was stared at tightly by the two people, he went back to the couch listlessly, took ginger soup, and poured it down gulp by gulp.

"You drink this." Duke Qian put the tiger bone wine in front of Xiao Shuo, "Come on, what's going on today."

Xiao Shuo thanked him, picked up the tiger bone wine, and took a sip: "The court negotiated peace with Rong and Di, intending to cede the three cities of Yanyun."

When Yun Lang talked to him, it was just speculation.Xiao Shuo ran around outside for the past two days, and met a few former members of King Duan, and finally asked him thoroughly: "Not only that, but the Shuofang army garrison will be withdrawn for thirty li, and the enclave will be used as an enclave. They can graze, but cannot live in farming.”

"Is the imperial court crazy?"

Lord Qian has not asked about state affairs for a long time, and he was stunned for a while when he heard the words: "There is no objection in the court, and everyone agrees that it is feasible? The Privy Council is fine, the Ministry of War, the Imperial Envoy, and all the pavilions—"

Xiao Shuo said: "It's not that no one opposes it, it's just that there is no momentum."

The monstrous massacre is still there, and too many people still remember it clearly.Now that the DPRK and China are acting independently, even if there are people who intend to object, they dare not go around and communicate without authorization, for fear of being labeled as a liaison.

If there is no one to take the lead at that time, no matter how many people are dissatisfied, this matter will inevitably be settled here.

"You want this old man to take the lead?" Lord Qianguo waved his hands, "There is nothing wrong with it, it's just a word from the Winter Solstice..."

"You have retired to retire and have no right to govern." Xiao Shuo said, "If you want to object, I'm afraid you will be refuted by the Political Affairs Hall."

"Then what do you say? There must be someone—"

Duke Qian suddenly came to his senses and looked at Xiao Shuo: "You want to stand out on your own? Don't you remember what happened to your father back then?!"

"It's not just me." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "The emperor and courtiers also remember."

"Nonsense!" Duke Qian was furious, glanced at Yunlang, and tried his best to suppress his temper, "They remember, you dare to do such a thing, are you dying?"

"Yun Lang persuaded me to compromise for a while, and try to bring back the border town later."

Xiao Shuo put down the wine bowl in his hand: "I disagree."

"Yu Shi, this is the city he laid down, and I won't give up a single inch of border or a single piece of land."

Xiao Shuo said: "Gong Yu, no matter what I say or do, the emperor and courtiers will actually be suspicious."

Lord Qianguo slowly frowned as he listened.

"If I keep a low profile, they will be concerned about whether I am plotting secretly. If I obey, they will also suspect whether I am a fake or not."

Xiao Shuo looked calm: "Since you have to suspect sooner or later, the longer you drag it on, the deeper the thorn will be. Why don't you just take the opportunity and trigger this matter in advance."

"What's the difference?" Lord Qianguo was puzzled, "You have not gained a firm foothold, so now you will force yourself to stand out. Once you attract fear from the court—"

Xiao Shuo has made a thorough plan these few days, and shook his head: "It is because of the unstable foothold that it is not easy to attract fear."

He has only made some peace with the palace now, and has received some rewards, but he still hasn't received any duties.

At this time, contradicting and offending would at most be regarded as impulsive youth, ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the earth, and would not be regarded as coercion of power.But if he has power soldiers in his hands in the future, even half a sentence is wrong, and he will be suspected of disobedience.

Lord Qian was silent for a while, then sighed: "Since you have made a comprehensive plan, what do you want me to say?"

"During the great dynasty, the etiquette system is cumbersome. If you want to refute the court, you can't do it rashly."

Xiao Shuo glanced at Yun Lang, and said slowly, "I came here today to discuss with my grandfather first..."

Lord Qianguo looked at the grandson expressionlessly, "Speak human."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang finally drank the bowl of ginger soup, heaved a sigh of relief, and put down the bowl: "Grandpa, Xiao Shuo wrote a manuscript, and I want you to memorize it."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"Isn't that the end? Pulling so many words, what a sour scholar can understand."

Duke Qian flicked his sleeves: "Bring it, I will recite it."

Xiao Shuo didn't know how to talk to Lord Qian, so he sat for a while, took out a few pieces of paper that he had prepared earlier, and handed them over with both hands.

Yun Lang couldn't hold back his joy, took a cup of tea and pretended to rinse his mouth, and whispered to him: "Stop talking nonsense, pick up the important ones..."

Xiao Shuo glanced at Yun Lang, and pursed the corner of his lower lip: "Since you can explain it clearly, it's up to you to say it."

"Can you still let me say it again and again?"

Taking advantage of the old man's lack of time to pay attention, Yun Lang preached in a low voice: "Grandpa is a warrior, and he pays attention to being crisp and neat."

Yun Lang whispered: "What Grandpa says, if you want, just say yes."

It's not that Xiao Shuo can't even speak, he couldn't help frowning after being taught in such a mess: "I know, if you don't want to, just say it—"

"What are you straight?" Yun Lang said in his heart that it was your temper that made him stalemate with Duke Qian for so many years, "If you don't want to, just kneel down and kowtow."

Xiao Shuo frowned, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa won't let me."

"If you don't let me stop knocking?"

Yun Lang has been able to do a job well among his elders since he was a child, and facing Xiao Xiaowang in front of him, he especially hates iron and steel: "You just knocked it out and knocked it out, it won't work for anyone who pulls it, and whoever feels distressed when you see it..."

"The rest of you two don't have to worry about it."

Lord Qian Guo buried his head in looking at the few pieces of paper, and suddenly remembered something: "Take him to the family temple, and kowtow to your mother's memorial tablet."

Yun Lang just blinked at Xiao Shuo secretly, when he heard this sentence, he coughed heavily: "..."

Lord Qian raised his head and stared at him: "Shouldn't you kowtow?"

Naturally, Yun Lang also wanted to stay and talk with the concubine for a while.

But the family temple of Lord Qianguo's mansion is for the relatives and children of the same clan to worship, no matter how often he goes to Prince Duan's mansion and no matter how good his relationship with Xiao Shuo is, it is still inconvenient to enter.

After finally coaxing the old man to calm down, Yun Lang opened his mouth, thinking about opening his mouth again, but Xiao Shuo had already held his hand, "Yes."

Yun Lang: "..."

Although he taught Xiao Xiaowang Ye to say yes if he wanted to, but Yun Lang never expected that he would be able to apply what he had learned.

Yun Lang was in a complicated mood, closed his mouth and turned around, staring at Xiao Shuo.

Xiao Xiaowang had been tempered for a long time, he took the cloak and tied it for him as if nothing was wrong with his eyes.

Lord Qianguo looked at the two juniors, was very satisfied, and waved: "Go."

Xiao Shuo fastened the cloak for Yunlang, took the small heater with flowers on the hairpin, and put it in Yunlang's arms.

He led the people out of the couch, gave a salute to Lord Qianguo, and left the inner room.

The family temple is not far from Liezhuang, and the wind and snow are getting heavier, Duke Qian still specially asked someone to prepare a car.

The carriage of the Duke's Mansion is obviously not as grand as that of the Prince Yan's Mansion, Yun Lang squeezed into the carriage, very worried: "Why do you agree to everything?"

Xiao Shuo supported the carriage, his eyes fell on Yun Lang.

"Your family's family temple, how can I get in?"

Yun Lang said troubledly: "It's just nonsense, when it's over, you go in and kowtow, I'll do it outside..."

Xiao Shuo said softly, "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang frowned and looked up at him.

"if--"

Xiao Shuo opened some car curtains and looked at the wind and snow outside: "I'm just making an analogy, you don't have to think about it."

Yun Lang was inexplicable: "What am I thinking about? You just say it."

"If it was back then, there would never have been such a bloody case."

Xiao Shuo slowly said: "You and I grew up together and never separated. You will be your major general, and I will be my prince's son."

"After five years like this, you have established a mansion and become the Marquis of Yunhui. You fulfilled your wish for your father and took back the Thirteenth City of Yanyun."

Xiao Shuo said slowly, "I have also finished my studies and received an official position in the court."

Yun Lang listened, his chest pained silently, and he twitched the corner of his mouth: "The old Duke must want to beat you up the most."

Yun Lang turned his head and forced a smile and said: "The concubine was born in the general family... Although she doesn't practice martial arts, she has a gentle temperament. Uncle Duan has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he is extraordinary in martial arts. Why are the two of them together? For a grandson like you who always drags words..."

"My grandfather wanted to beat me up the most, so it's no different."

Xiao Shuo said calmly, "That's not what I want to ask you."

Yun Lang's throat moved slightly, and he touched the jade pendant unconsciously through his clothes.

Yun Lang was silent for a while, and muttered in a low voice: "Then what do you want to ask? Just ask directly... It's a lot of twists and turns."

"If it were these years, there would be no accidents, nothing would happen."

Xiao Shuo stopped circling around and looked at him: "Today, when we come back to see my grandfather, I will take you to the family temple, will you still refuse to go?"

Yun Lang shuddered and opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

He looked at Xiao Shuo, but his mind was blank, the sound of the carriage rolling snow seemed to disappear out of thin air, his chest was warmed by the stove, but he couldn't feel the slightest temperature.

Yun Lang sat in a daze for a long while, but he didn't know what he wanted to say, blood surged up, and it was vaguely opened in his throat.

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes: "...I see."

Xiao Shuo leaned over, hugged him into his arms, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Yun Lang was held in a daze, and took two quick breaths.He groped to find Xiao Shuo's sleeve, trying to grab hold of it, but he couldn't do it, and the fabric slipped from his fingers several times.

Xiao Shuo handed over his sleeves and held Yun Lang's hands together: "It's yours, you hold it."

Yun Lang's fingers were cold, and he was silent for a while, then turned his head and whispered: "I won't go."

Xiao Shuo looked at him, nodded, and said softly, "Okay."

Xiao Shuo lifted the curtain of the car, and wanted to order the driver outside to turn around and go back home, but Yun Lang pulled his sleeves and pulled him back forcefully.

"What are you... doing." Yun Lang frowned, lowered his eyes and whispered, "After all these years, shouldn't you go see the princess? Do you know how much she misses you? Now that you have grown up, you should— —”

Yun Lang couldn't continue, so he pursed the corner of his lower lip and said in a low voice, "You go in, I'll just kowtow outside."

Xiao Shuo squatted down: "I will enter the family temple and leave you outside?"

"That's right." Yun Lang frowned, and said in a low voice, "What do you mean by taking me in? How decent is it..."

Xiao Shuo shook his head: "It would be inappropriate for me not to take you in."

Yun Lang's chest rose and fell several times, he clenched the cloth between his fingers, and stared at him blankly.

"You and I have passed the Ming Road, with the approval of our parents and elders."

Xiao Shuo said: "I don't bring you into the family temple, but I only teach you to worship outside. There are gods standing three feet above your head. Seeing my behavior is so absurd, I regard etiquette as nothing, and I will be punished by heaven."

Yun Lang: "..."

When Yun Lang was studying the "Book of Rites", he was bored and went to fight with Xiao Rui's captain, but he was not as thorough as Xiao Shuo, so he swallowed dryly: "Is this... serious?"

"Yes." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "My concubine will probably come to me in my dreams and teach me personally."

Yun Lang felt that Xiao Xiao Wangye was probably talking nonsense, and couldn't find any definite evidence for a while, so he fiddled with the hem of his clothes, frowning suspiciously.

"The father and mother are so loving, and now the souls must be together."

Xiao Shuo said: "When I see my mother and concubine training me, my father will definitely be there to cheer and cheer, adding fuel to the fire."

"Even so." This Yun Lang believed it, glanced at him, and kindly explained, "Now that you have grown up, Uncle Wang wants to come... so that he won't strip your pants and spank you."

Xiao Shuo looked at his face carefully, his eyes softened, and he pursed the corner of his lower lip: "Although I can't, it's better not to be scolded."

"That's right." Yun Lang hesitated for a while, then asked in a low voice, "If I go in with you, will it be all right?"

Xiao Shuo nodded: "Not only that, but because he was happy, he would reward us with some nice things in our dreams."

Xiao Xiaowang had clearly started talking nonsense, Yun Lang wanted to expose it, but in the end he couldn't bear it, so he laughed and said in a low voice, "Can I ask for it myself?"

"Yes." Xiao Shuo said softly, "Anything you want."

"Then I want the princess to come back and make me a pillow too."

Yun Lang muttered in a low voice: "I think your pillow is good, I've wanted it for a long time, but you won't give it to me."

"..." Xiao Shuo: "It's really inconvenient for you."

Yun Lang knew it, and hugged the stove and turned around: "Okay, I know you like it, and I secretly sleep with it in the middle of the night every night. Uncle Tianduan has hidden it, and I almost panicked you..."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo just wanted to say something that would make him happy, but he didn't notice it for a while, and he went around this matter, regretting a bit: "What else do you want? I'll help you and your mother and concubine."

Yun Lang thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, and shook his head: "It's gone."

Xiao Shuo was slightly startled: "No more?"

"Indeed it's gone." Yun Lang exhaled, pulling the corners of his mouth, "I feel good enough now, I have everything I want, and I will answer whatever I want."

Yun Lang asked himself, if half a year ago, someone told him that he would live like this in half a year, he would rather die than believe it.

"I have nothing to ask for, just ask for peace and prosperity."

Yun Lang gave him advice: "This is not too difficult to be a man. If you ask for something else, it's fine if the concubine mother can't do it. If uncle Wang can't do it, I'm afraid he will become angry and beat you up again."

From Prince Duan's Mansion to Lord Qianguo, the whole family had a fiery temper when they refused to accept it.Yun Lang watched Xiao Shuo get beaten up since he was a child, and he actually felt very sympathetic in his heart.

After the family change, Yun Lang never thought about going to Xiao Shuo's family temple.I couldn't hold back my joy for a while, and talked too much, and took Xiao Xiaowang Ye to pat him twice: "But it's okay, if Uncle Wang comes to beat you in a dream, you can call me loudly. I will slap you twice immediately, Just wake up..."

Xiao Shuojing listened to his comprehensive plan: "So, instead of my father beating me, you will do it yourself."

Yun Lang didn't expect him to react so quickly, coughed lightly, and said forcefully: "I'll hit you, naturally...it's different from others."

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes: "What's the difference?"

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Xiaowangye's Lingtai is clear now, and his rank seems to be getting higher and higher.

Yun Lang couldn't answer, so he paused and stumbled: "Of course, naturally—"

"If you hit me, it's not a lesson."

Xiao Shuo had read several volumes of folk tales, and he roughly knew the content of what Young Master Yun had studied so hard over the years, so he said according to the scriptures: "There are several types of beatings. If you do it directly, you can't know the severity. It's not interesting. There are people in the room. The secret technique is to bind people with red silk, neither too loose nor too tight, but also to have good wine, cold, not hot, even though it is for drinking, but not really drinking..."

"Stop talking!" Yun Lang was defeated, "Little Prince, do you know what these are talking about?!"

"I don't know yet." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "That book only talks about this, what will happen after you tie it up, how is it different from the normal way of fighting, why you need to tie it up and then fight, and what you want to do with good wine, everything is fine. In the next book."

Yun Lang pressed his chest, his life hanging by a thread: "You also bought the second volume?"

"The second volume is prohibited, and the imperial court has ordered that it is not allowed to be printed and sold in bookstores, and there are only sporadic copies among the people."

Xiao Shuo said: "Someone in the mansion is looking for them, but they haven't—"

Yun Lang's eyes darkened: "There's no need to look for it."

Xiao Shuo glanced at Yun Lang, he actually still wanted to look down, but at this moment he didn't want to argue with Yun Lang, so he nodded: "Okay."

When the carriage arrived, Xiao Shuo stood up and stretched out his hand: "Go see Concubine Mother."

"Wait a minute, raise your head three feet." Yun Lang said in a daze, "What you just thought... have you forgotten?"

"It's just tying people up and beating them up. What else is there to think about?"

Xiao Shuo didn't understand it at first, but now that he knows it and doesn't know why, he is even more puzzled: "I have always wanted to beat you up and tie you up all these years."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo saw that he seemed a little hot, frowned, and stretched out his hand to test Yunlang's forehead: "Uncomfortable?"

Yun Lang couldn't live because he committed a crime, a mouthful of blood choked on his chest, and he was dying: "It's so comfortable."

Xiao Shuo was worried, so he asked someone to wait outside the car, returned to the car, and pulled his wrist pulse.

Yun Lang's pulse condition has always been vain, and nine out of ten times it makes people worry.Xiao Shuo concentrated on the consultation for half a day, then frowned: "Have you taken the Green Water Pill again?"

"You look like Bishui Dan." Yun Lang blushed, gritted his teeth, "I just drank a bowl of soup, and the effect has long since disappeared."

Xiao Shuo was skeptical, and after careful examination several times, he still felt urgent for no reason: "Then what's going on?"

Yun Lang pulled back his arms and sleeves, he was really ashamed to go in to see the princess with a mind full of messy thoughts, and sat for a long while: "It's okay... I'll go down to cool off."

Xiao Shuo was worried, and got out of the car with him, and asked someone to set up a seat under the porch sheltered from the wind and snow.

As the twilight deepened, the wind and snow whistled and whispered, and people could not be seen clearly a few steps away.

Yun Lang sat for a while, tried his best to think about irrelevant things, and picked up something that he always cared about: "By the way, I asked you about the third envoy, that one named Pan Chao."

Yun Lang thought for a while: "You said at that time that he was a student of Yang Xianyou, a scholar of Jixian Hall, didn't you?"

Xiao Shuo nodded: "After that day, I also asked someone to visit some of his disciples. I made some probes, but I didn't find any clues."

"I met the old Duke and suddenly remembered something. I don't know if you remember it or not."

Yun Lang said: "Back then, your sister... the one I almost married, her father, did she ever have conflicts with others?"

"..." Xiao Shuo calmly looked at Young Master Yun who had no relatives since childhood: "At home, I usually call him uncle."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang became angry from embarrassment: "I don't know what's wrong with my seniority?! That's all I want to say!"

"My cousin's father."

Young Master Yun was naturally willing to call him whatever he wanted, Xiao Shuo nodded, and poured a cup of tea for Yun Lang: "It is true that we once had conflicts with others, and were stabbed to Kaifeng Yin, but we all took a step back and let things go."

Xiao Shuo was young at the time, so he didn't know much about this matter, he only had a vague idea: "My cousin's father is also related to Mr. Yang Ge?"

Yun Lang held the tea: "..."

"Your uncle has nothing to do with Mr. Yang Ge."

Yun Lang took a sip of tea and collected his thoughts: "I just suddenly remembered that when I was wandering around Jixian Hall, I saw Uncle Duan walking around."

King Duan has always been reluctant to walk around with civil servants, and he always thinks etiquette is too troublesome and too particular. Yun Lang was very curious when he saw him come to these literary palaces where the books were compiled, and deliberately lay in ambush at the door, tripping Duan. Wang Yijiao.

"You can't blame me...Uncle Duan just kicked me off the roof a few days ago."

Seeing Xiao Shuo watching, Yun Lang felt a little guilty: "Besides, I couldn't trip. Uncle Duan Wang is quick and agile, he took two steps and saw me, and threw me out of the window without any hassle."

Xiao Shuo pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm just glad that my father was so angry with me that he can only spank my ass."

"You were not very good at martial arts when you were young, and you fell when you walked, so you always have to worry about cleaning up."

Yun Lang was used to being thrown by Duan Wangmantian since he was a child, and now thinking about it, he still misses it a bit, so he drank a sip of tea: "Don't mention this... At that time, I heard Uncle Wang say that he had to go to Kaifeng Yin for something at home, but he couldn't get there. .”

Kaifeng Yin was called Wei Zhun, and he was Tanhua Lang in the first emperor's dynasty.He is gentle and refined, well-mannered, silent, and his voice is not very loud.

The first emperor liked it very much, so he sent him to be Kaifeng Yin, who was in charge of public security in the capital.

"Who knows that Lord Wei's six relatives don't recognize him. As long as there is evidence, anyone will dare to shut him down, and anyone will dare to cut him down."

Yun Lang grew up in the palace, and he heard this story a lot: "At that time, Emperor Xian had a concubine, and my younger brother broke the law. Emperor Xian tried to help out with a few words, but Kaifeng Yin bluntly reprimanded most of them. time..."

Xiao Shuo had also heard about this matter, and his thoughts had always turned smoothly, before Yunlang finished laying the groundwork, he connected everything together: "At that time, the father and king went to Jixian Hall to entrust the old man's relationship, to clear up Kaifeng Yin."

"Of course it didn't work out later." Yun Lang was used to his reaction, nodded, and saved the rest of the words, "But under the circumstances at that time, since Uncle Wang was able to find that old man Yang Ge, the two of them had to I'm afraid there are some unknown origins."

When Xiao Shuo sent people to investigate, they did not find any relationship between Yang Xianyou and Kaifeng Yin.Wen Yan nodded and wrote down the matter: "I see."

Yun Lang tried his best to think for a while, but couldn't think of anything more, rubbed his forehead, and smiled helplessly: "Uncle Wang also, at the beginning he protected us too tightly, and didn't let you and me get involved at all, now Everything can only be groped from the beginning.”

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"What's wrong?" Yun Lang was slightly startled, "Don't think too much, I just said casually——"

"I didn't think much about it, I just thought you were very courageous."

Xiao Shuo looked at him: "We are outside the family temple, and we will go in to meet our parents in a while, and you dare to speak ill of the king now."

In a moment of carelessness, Yun Lang actually forgot what was going on, shuddered, and shut his mouth tightly after realizing it.

The heroic spirit of the former king and concubine is above, Yunlang put his palms together, and his heart is sincere: "It wasn't me, Xiao Shuo said it."

"..." Xiao Shuo didn't bother to argue with him, he poured the cold tea and got up, "Okay, let's go in."

Yun Lang got up after him, carefully arranging his clothes.

He had never entered the family temple seriously, so he was almost a little nervous for a moment, followed Xiao Shuo step by step, muttering in a low voice: "Princess won't be angry seeing me coming in like this?"

Xiao Shuo stopped to look at him, pursed his lower lip lightly, and held Yun Lang's hand.

Being led by him, Yun Lang felt a lot more at ease, and couldn't help being a little happy again, his ears were red: "Is there anything you want to recite? Pray for blessings? Sincerely pray..."

Xiao Shuo shook his head: "Whatever is on your mind, just think it over and over seriously."

Yun Lang was startled: "That's it?"

"What else?" Xiao Shuo was puzzled, "Every time I enter the family temple, I recite three scriptures at the door first?"

Yun Lang had never entered the family temple again, so he muttered a few words in a low voice, with red ears refusing to leave.

Xiao Shuo turned around and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"I want the concubine to be with the former king for life and life. If you haven't left, you can go to a few more places to enjoy yourself, so you don't have to keep looking at us..."

Yun Lang's palm was a little cold, and he clenched it slightly: "If you say that, will the princess be angry?"

"How could it be?" Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, "If my concubine is angry, I will be punished for you."

Yun Lang held his hand and said happily: "Then if Uncle Wang gets angry—"

Xiao Shuo said softly, "You get beaten yourself."

Yun Lang: "..."

"If you are too free."

Xiao Shuo had never seen someone talking so much in the family temple, so he lured them away and went to get two incense sticks: "Just think about the red silk and wine, when you and I go back, we have to ask more about it." you."

Yun Lang finally forgot about this, stumbled, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Why are you mentioning this?!"

Having already entered the family temple, Yun Lang didn't dare to raise his voice, didn't dare to move, stood in front of the memorial tablets, and didn't dare to make a fuss, wishing he could eat Xiao Shuo raw: "What kind of red silk, what kind of wine... I don't understand, I don't know , don't mention this."

Xiao Shuo glanced at him, lit the incense in his hand, and passed one out.

Yun Lang took it over, and repeated the apology, watching his nose and mouth, his heart and eyes.

"Don't be so nervous." Xiao Shuo covered the back of his neck and rubbed it twice, "These are our elders. Do whatever you want and don't violate the rules."

Yun Lang didn't notice it for a while, but his heart was stabbed firmly by his words, he didn't say anything, and then pursed his mouth.

Xiao Shuo led him, burned incense in front of the memorial tablet, and bowed down one by one.

In these years, Xiao Shuo had never worshiped so solemnly.He closed his eyes and read a few words with great concentration. When he got up, Yun Lang hadn't moved yet.

The temple was dark and the candles were flickering.

General Yun Shao was still lying on the ground, his shoulders trembling slightly, and he was so quiet that he could hear his muscles trembling slightly.

Xiao Shuo accompanied him quietly, until Yun Lang wiped his face, stood up with a long breath with red eyes, and then stretched out his hand again.

Yun Lang didn't know if this was the etiquette of the family temple, so he handed over his hand and asked him to lead him, and followed Xiao Shuo: "I talked a lot with the princess."

Xiao Shuo nodded: "Mother and Concubine can definitely hear it."

"I also promised the princess." Yun Lang was a little happy, and whispered, "It must be a hundred years before I go to find her with you."

Xiao Shuo paused, led Yun Lang, and continued to walk outside.

Over the past few years, until today, it is the first time that Yun Lang wants to live a long life and live a good life, and he follows lightly on his feet, making Xiao Shuo excitedly say: "The princess must be in the temple, look at us two, you -"

He stopped talking suddenly, Xiao Shuo pulled away from his mind, raised his head and took a look.

There was a carriage parked outside the family temple, which looked very familiar, and it was immediately recognized that it belonged to Prince Yan's Mansion.

The ruts are much clearer than usual, and they are probably loaded with a lot of things, and they are extremely heavy along the way.

Xiao Shuo had never asked the mansion to send a carriage, so he roughly guessed what was going on, and looked at Yun Lang: "Did you call?"

Yun Lang's footsteps were too fast, he didn't expect this car to come so slowly, he almost forgot all about it: "Yes..."

"It was probably sent to Liezhuang. My grandfather thought the two of us would be useful, so he rushed over."

Xiao Shuo went over and lifted the curtain of the car: "What are you pretending to be?"

Yun Lang had a complicated mood: "Yes..."

Xiao Shuo leaned over and took out a small jug of fine wine.

Yun Lang: "..."

"It's not about that." Yun Lang said bluntly, "I was afraid that you would be scolded, so I wanted to give it to Grandpa."

Xiao Shuo nodded, put the wine back, turned it over, and pulled out a piece of red silk.

The princess is alive and is still watching in the temple.

Yun Lang went over with the same hands and feet, and snatched it over: "It's not the same thing, I was afraid that you wouldn't discuss it with me, so I insisted on kneeling at the door and refusing to leave. I was planning to use it to tie you up."

Xiao Shuo believed it, and nodded: "What you said, how should these be used?"

Yun Lang hugged the bright red silk and satin, his eyes darkened.

Xiao Xiaowang didn't read the whole story, he didn't know what he opened, and he was very interested, waiting for him to explain.

Yun Lang took a deep breath, took a jar of wine, and solemnly hugged it to his chest: "You really want to know?"

Xiao Shuo nodded.

Yun Lang handed over the altar of wine: "Hold it."

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand to take it.

Yun Lang: "Put it on the head."

Xiao Shuo paused and wanted to speak, but Yun Lang had already placed the wine jar on top of his head.

Yun Lang turned around and went back to the carriage, rummaged through the hidden box several times, took a piece of snack, and stuffed it into Xiao Shuo's mouth.

Xiao Shuo frowned, and said vaguely, "You—"

Holding the red silk, Yun Lang spun the knowledge-hungry Xiao Xiao Wang Ye around a hundred times, patted a particularly eye-catching big red flower on his chest, gritted his teeth and got on the carriage.