Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Kaifeng Yin waited in the outer hall, worried about Yunlang's injury, lingered for a long time restless, and finally waited for King Yan who came back.

"My lord."

Kaifeng Yin walked over quickly and said in a low voice, "The situation of General Yun..."

Xiao Shuo: "Very good."

Kaifeng Yin: "..."

For some reason, King Yan went to see General Yun, and the dullness that had faded these days seemed to have returned a bit.

Wei Zhun didn't know what was going on on the bed, and he couldn't think of any changes that would happen every time he went there. He only thought that Xiao Shuo now had a lot of responsibilities.

"On the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the dynasty opens, and banquets are held in the Shangyuan Night Palace."

Wei Zhun calmed down, and stopped asking further questions: "General Yunhui is a military officer of the third rank, and he will also be ordered to enter the palace... All parties are closely guarded, and the prince should make preparations early."

Xiao Shuo was frowning and lost in thought. Hearing his reminder, his mind moved slightly: "Thank you, my lord."

Wei Zhun shook his head, he came to Prince Yan's mansion just to inspect the wounds, and by the way, informed Xiao Shuo of the situation in the court.Now that the words are clear, I have to go back and knock on the gavel, and get up to salute: "My lord is recovering from his wounds, and I will take my leave."

"Wait a moment."

Xiao Shuo got up: "He has a handwritten letter, and I asked you to bring it to an old friend."

Wei Zhun stopped when he heard the words, and was startled when he heard the second half of the sentence.

According to what Yun Lang said, Xiao Shuo searched the bookshelf, found a letter and handed it to Wei Zhun.

Wei Zhun asked, "What did you write?"

"I don't know." Xiao Shuo said, "It's just a message."

Wei Zhun looked a little dazed, took the letter with both hands, and carefully put away the letter.

...an old friend from the past.

Old friends.

"Your official...you can only do your best to send a message."

Wei Zhun stood in the hall, repeated this sentence several times, and pressed the envelope in his sleeve: "He pretended to be the bodyguard of King Xiang. After the battle that day, he disappeared with King Xiang and never came again. .”

Kaifeng Yin, who had always been mean and cold, forced a smile for some reason at this time, and said in a low voice: "Your official tried to search, but found nothing..."

Xiao Shuo said calmly, "The method is wrong."

Wei Zhun was stunned.

"Today, on the ninth day of the lunar new year, it's time to sacrifice to the Jade Emperor. The Tiangong Furnace will be opened in Daxiangguo Temple, and half of the city's people will go there."

Xiao Shuo said: "There will be a night of sacrifice, and many people will stay in the empty space behind the temple."

The responsibility of the Kaifeng Mansion is to patrol the streets day and night for such a grand ceremony.Wei Zhun naturally knew this, but he didn't know what it had to do with finding someone, so he smiled wryly, "He won't go."

"If you ask for it, you will go."

Xiao Shuo said: "Your Excellency, you go privately in low clothes, drink alone with the moon in a secluded place behind the palace, just get drunk."

Wei Zhun had never been so absurd, he was almost taken aback when he heard the words, wanted to speak, met Xiao Shuo's gaze, and swallowed the words back.

He remembered that when he was in the execution ground, Yun Lang picked up King Yan on a whim, saying that "the moon is dark and the wind is high, half drunk and half awake".Looking at Xiao Shuo's expression at this time, for some reason, the bottom of his heart was suddenly involved: "My lord...has he ever waited so long for an old man in his heart?"

Xiao Shuo shook his head, returned to the table, poured a cup of tea and put it in front of the table: "I have asked myself several times, why I never did this in the past five years."

The tea was boiling hot, and the water steamed up.

Xiao Shuo didn't drink, poured another glass, and faced each other from a distance: "If I am drunk, he will come to find me and take me into his arms."

Wei Zhun stood there in a daze, his chest seemed to be emptied suddenly, and he said softly: "In the end... all hardships are rewarded."

Wei Zhun was never good at persuading people, but now seeing Xiao Shuo's quietness and desolation, which was different from the past, he tried his best to soften his tone: "In the past, beside the dry well in the palace, the prince said, and the next official will remember it in his heart. Now the prince has General Yun. Colleagues, next officer—”

"My lord is still inseparable, and the couch is deserted."

Xiao Shuo said: "This king knows."

Wei Zhun was caught off guard, his knees hurt.

"Tonight patrolling the streets in the city is on duty, and the chief of the palace can take care of it."

Xiao Shuo: "The two of us understand each other. I have nothing else to ask for. I have nothing to do tonight. I don't need to pay homage to the Jade Emperor."

Wei Zhun's knees were aching, he looked at Xiao Shuo and hesitated to speak.

Xiao Shuo used Kaifeng Yin to manage his mood, and his mood became much smoother.He was in a rare better mood at this time, and according to Yun Lang's instructions, he said a few more words to his courtiers and colleagues: "Your Excellency has worked hard for days, and now that everything has been settled, we should take a breather."

Wei Zhun finally heard a decent sentence, and immediately stood up: "Thank you for your concern, my lord—"

"Even if there is no one to accompany you in front of the bed, it is lonely and empty, but you should have a good rest."

Xiao Shuo: "The pillow is cold and the quilt is cold, and the lonely pillow is good for sleeping."

Wei Zhun: "..."

……

The old master came in with a bowl of rice balls, watched Kaifeng Yin hurried away without looking back, turned his head blankly, and looked outside the house for a long time.

Such a hurry, maybe it is because he is in a hurry to see the person in front of him in his heart.

Seeing the two young masters struggling to find a way out, the old master felt happy physically and mentally, with a lot of smiles on his face, and brought the hot dumplings over: "My lord, it's cooked with fermented glutinous rice. The young master tasted it and said it's not sweet." , I added licorice to warm my body..."

When Xiao Shuo heard the licorice, his eyes lit up, he took it and put it aside.

The old master was slightly startled: "My lord?"

"Separate a team of black iron guards to guard Daxiangguo Temple tonight and secretly protect Kaifeng Yin."

Xiao Shuo said, "Has Jing Canjun returned?"

"I'm back." The old master just accepted Jing Jian, nodded quickly and said, "I was on the road for three days and three nights, and I arrived at Zhuangzi in the mansion last night."

"Have a good rest and come see me."

Xiao Shuo nodded, and took the paperwork that had been piled up these days: "I'm going to pay a visit to the Tongjing Palace tonight."

Jing Jian was ordered to go to northern Xinjiang years ago.At that time, Rong and Di changed frequently, and the court planned to cede land with Nasui coins. Yun Lang was not at ease, and discussed with him, using the method of chasing gold in the sand to induce civil strife in Rong and Di, and it is now bearing fruit.

After this battle, the lord of Xixia died in Bianliang, the Iron Harrier cavalry was destroyed, and their vitality was seriously injured.The tribes in the grasslands were already fighting in melee, but now the civil strife has become a reality, and the division is getting worse.

The first part of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" Taiyang Disease, licorice Ganping, has the ability to calm the inside and fight the outside.

Compete with the inside and fight against the outside, and fight against the outside with the inside.

At this point, the foreign enemy has reached the weakest point.Take the last Shuozhou city, the frontier is settled, and there will be no foreign troubles.

Looking at the bowl of licorice fermented glutinous rice balls, Xiao Shuo suddenly understood why Yun Lang had cooperated so much these past few days.

The old master was stunned when he heard this: "Young Master... Are you going to the northern border now?"

"Now is the best time."

Xiao Shuo said: "Western Xia has lost its halberd, and the grassland is in chaos. If we can take back Shuozhou City before the beginning of spring, there will be no more worries about foreign enemies."

Although it was a mistake to come to this step, it was mostly by taking advantage of the situation to stir up the muddy water.But after all, Prince Yan's Mansion won the bet, regained control of the Forbidden Army, and is no longer a tree without water without a source.

Right now, the situation in the ruling and opposition countries is fixed, and the forces of all parties can't make waves for a while, plotting Xiao Xiao to stay dormant and disappear.

Yun Lang subdued his heart and suppressed his will, and accompanied him every step of the way to seek the court, waiting until today.

Now there is no longer any worries, and no one can stop it anymore.

Xiao Shuo took the bowl of fermented glutinous rice balls, turned it aside, and said: "Besides——"

Besides...if Kaifeng Yin hadn't mentioned it just now, he would have almost forgotten one thing.

Now that Yunlang has an official position, if there is no unexpected situation, he must go to the feast in the palace during the Shangyuan Festival.

In the past few days, the palace has been intensively conspiring privately, and it is probably for this reason.

If one could use the banquet in the palace to set a trap, no matter which one caught him or Yun Lang, he could use this to restrain the other and try to get back the current situation.

"You mean... if the young master goes to war, he doesn't have to go to the banquet, and naturally he won't fall into the trap?"

The old master understood somewhat, but he was still reluctant, and said in a low voice: "How many days have you lived? The young master finally came back, and now he is more secure, and the festival is not too bad, and he wants to be separated from you again..."

Xiao Shuo frowned: "Who said I want to separate from him?"

The old master was stunned: "But didn't you follow the order to find out the whereabouts of King Xiang?"

The imperial decree came from the palace yesterday, Xiao Shuo excused that his injury was not healed and he couldn't get up, so he never showed up, the old master took it, and now it is still placed on the shelf in the outer hall.

Although King Xiang's remaining party was put to death, the emperor's dark camp failed to capture King Xiang and Yang Xianyou.Now that Xiao Shuo is in charge of the imperial army, he naturally took over this hot potato and ordered to arrest the murderer by imperial order.

"Yanmen is closed in Shanyin, and it is a frontier fortress when you go out. It has reached the Yellow River."

The old master said in a low voice: "If the young master leads troops to fight, he will go to Shuozhou. It's far away in the sky, how about—"

"He fights his battle, I hunt down mine."

Xiao Shuo said, "Prince Xiang ran away to Shuozhou City."

The old master: "..."

The old master never thought that his prince would be able to have what he is today. Looking at His Highness, who had been taught by the young master, he swallowed: "Your majesty...do you even believe this?"

"If you don't believe me, send someone to look for it yourself."

Xiao Shuo looked calm: "I hunted down King Xiang for the imperial court, do you think I went to the wrong place?"

The old master said in his heart that even so, King Xiang spread his wings overnight and flew to Shuozhou City...it was too arbitrary.

The former King Duan and the current emperor fought each other step by step, steadily and steadily. The staff and advisers worked hard to plan, and the forces of all parties fought back and forth to open up the situation bit by bit.

Nowadays, such unreasonable and unreasonable pursuit of the court, the pleasure is the pleasure, and it always makes people frightened every now and then.

Fortunately, there are two young masters who take care of each other with sincerity and good luck.

The old master was both worried and happy, and finally stopped talking, and hurriedly went to write a greeting card to King Jing's mansion on behalf of the prince.

There is an old custom in Bianliang, seven times out, eight times out of return, and up to nine times everything can be done.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea are not allowed to go out if anything goes wrong.On the eighth day of the first lunar month, one should be respectful, righteous, honest, filial, loyal and trustworthy. Anyone who violates it will not be allowed to go home.

On the ninth day of the lunar new year, sacrifices to the Jade Emperor and the Lord of Heaven, the sun is auspicious and everything can be done.

The sound of bells and Lu in temples, and the rituals of fasting and offering sacrifices in dojos.The sound of firecrackers in the street was one after another, intertwined and enthusiastic, as if to completely wash away the nightmare of swords and horses neighing not long ago.

King Jing's Mansion, which has always been the favorite place to join in the fun, is completely quiet tonight, except for the cool moonlight.

"You want to travel far away with Yunlang."

King Jing put on a robe, and chased Xiao Shuo all the way, muttering: "I want to see the courtiers, make rules, and arrange things for the capital after you leave."

Xiao Shuo disturbed him by reading: "Shouldn't it be arranged?"

"Yes." King Jing couldn't figure it out, "But why is it the courtiers I invited, the regulations I copied, and the palace I came from—"

Xiao Shuo glanced at him and stopped.

King Jing told him to be scared, so he shut up and shrank his neck: "Let's go out, I'll just rent it to you... Remember to give me the money."

Xiao Shuo suppressed his temper, and said in a deep voice: "On the greeting card, it was written to tell you to go to Daxiangguo Temple tonight and not to return home."

"Why." King Jing was unconvinced, "You have a private meeting at my house, and you want to drive me out?"

Without Yun Lang, no one can control King Jing.Xiao Shuo took a deep breath, not to care about him, raised his hand and pressed his forehead hard.

King Jing stood there imposingly for a while, watching Xiao Shuo's reaction, he was discouraged first: "You are much more boring than Yun Lang. If he was here, he would definitely hold me with one hand and throw me out of the palace wall."

Xiao Shuo was so annoyed that he had a headache, but when he heard this sentence, his heart couldn't hold back his warmth, and his expression softened slightly: "That's right."

"You didn't tell Yun Lang when you came here today, because you didn't want to involve him, and you didn't let me go back to the mansion, because you didn't want to involve me. If it weren't for your Prince Yan's mansion to be stared at, you wouldn't even look for me."

King Jing said: "If things fail in the future, the courtiers only need to say that they were invited by me to enjoy the wine, and I only need to push the matter on you, saying that you coerced me to do it, and everything will be clean."

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes, his eyes were so quiet that no waves could be seen.

"You seem to be acting rebelliously and recklessly, but in fact, every step of the way has been prepared for us to retreat, but you have not left your own."

King Jing looked at him, the smirk on his face gradually faded, and he straightened his expression: "But you look like an accomplice who didn't take us as his life."

Xiao Shuo looked sneeringly: "How do I live? If I die, one of them will be buried with me one by one?"

"That's what the current emperor does."

King Jing said: "Prince Xiang did the same thing, so the emperor dare not let him live, but also dare not let him die."

A sharp look flashed across Xiao Shuo's eyes, breaking the silence and pinning on King Jing.

"Are you still listening?"

King Jing raised his hands: "Empress Xian and Emperor Xian forced me to recite [-] pages. When Yun Lang came, I thought his face was too bad, so I didn't dare to recite it."

"Starting tomorrow, Xuan Tiewei will come to your house."

Xiao Shuo glanced at him: "If you make up thirty pages, you will be released from the house."

King Jing: "?"

The invited courtiers had already gathered in the hall, Xiao Shuo didn't want him to delay, turned around and went to the meeting hall.

Standing in the pit he dug, King Jing was in a daze for a moment, barely regained consciousness, and hurriedly chased after a few steps: "Xiao Shuo! His Royal Highness King Yan! Great nephew! General Yunhui and his husband..."

Xiao Shuo kept on stepping, King Jing finally caught up with him, and stopped him panting, "Wait a minute."

Xiao Shuo looked at him: "Is there anything else?"

"Yes." King Jing was panting after running for a few steps, barely standing still, "Thirty pages, I'll write it for you, for the two of you."

"No need."

Xiao Shuo said: "You dictate, and Xuan Tiewei will transcribe and sort it out."

"I'll write." King Jing said stubbornly, "Do you know what he's doing? Prince Xiang's mansion seems to be destroyed, but in fact there are nine stars and eight sects of zodiac envoys hiding many dangers... He took the risk to meet you in order to take you away. Shang Ke, took over my restaurant, and even beat up my restaurant manager."

Xiao Shuo thought of the handwritten letter that Yunlang entrusted Kaifeng Yin to hand over, and his heart felt hot and he didn't know whether it should be bitter or sweet, and he stood still in place.

King Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "I advised him not to go, but he said no... The northern border is bitterly cold, so I want to take you to bed and warm his bed at night."

"The family, the country, and the world are very annoying, and the talented and beautiful women are hypocritical."

King Jing looked at Xiao Shuo: "I'm unbearable, very stubborn, and brainless. But seeing the two of you who have lived and died for a hundred years, and the love that has survived the bloody road, I really want to—"

"Uncle." Xiao Shuo said, "The two of us are very good, there is no need for a third."

King Jing: "..."

King Jing: "I really want to find a mechanism wooden kite, give you some medicine, and throw you on Yunlang's bed."

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes and stretched out his hand towards him.

"...Do you really want to do this?!"

King Jing was stunned: "Know people, know faces, but don't know the heart! The appearance is dignified, and the clothes are beasts—"

"What medicine?"

Xiao Shuo said: "Give me the organ wooden kite. I didn't tell him when I came out, but I want something, I'll take it back to make him happy."

King Jing was tongue-tied, and was furious for a moment, stared at him for a while in disbelief, and took out an extremely delicate wooden mechanism, a kite, and threw it at him.

Xiao Shuo took it in his hand and put it away properly.

King Jing was deliberating at home for several days, and it was rare for him to concoct a few soul-stirring words. At this time, Xiao Shuo deliberately interrupted him, and he couldn't say anything at all, he beat his chest and sighed heavily.

The three of them were always together back then, and King Jing was used to being bullied. He slashed at Xiao Shuo powerlessly with his eyes, and followed him to the meeting hall resentfully: "It's a pity that you are busy tonight, and you two have to work hard. It’s such a rare and beautiful month, how happy it is to share the cups together..."

Xiao Shuo's eyes moved slightly, and he looked into the dark night, causing the boundless sternness stirred up by the current situation to fade away most of it quietly: "It's been rewarded together."

King Jing was taken aback for a moment: "How did you reward me?"

Xiao Shuo glanced at him, didn't say much, carefully imprinted the particularly familiar piece of fireworks in the night, and looked away.

General Yun Shao counted pennies and pennies, and said that he would buy him a hundred identical fireworks, so he really set off a full hundred of them.

For a moment Xiao Shuo couldn't help but count how much money General Yun had spent, recorded the account, collected himself, and pushed open the main door of the meeting hall.

In front of Bianliang Street, the top of Zuixian Tower.

Yun Lang finished setting off the last firework, stepped back on the eaves, and suddenly fell down, standing in front of the black-clothed man who was being dragged to death by Kaifeng Yin's drunken weeping.