Placid Chang'an

It's autumn, the weather is getting cooler and the sun is not so strong, so Su Cen moves a chair to watch the clouds and clouds in the yard every day when he has nothing to do.

It's not that Dali Temple has been fine recently, but since he returned from the outskirts of the city that day, he was ordered to relinquish his duties and was temporarily imprisoned at home pending trial.

Two guards came outside the door to watch him every day. After waiting for a few days, no one came to interrogate him.

As soon as the courtyard door rang, seeing Qu Ling'er coming in, Su Cen immediately straightened up and asked, "How is it?"

Qu Ling'er shook her head lightly, "Xingqing Palace is too heavily guarded, I went around and found no loopholes to take advantage of."

Su Cen lowered his eyes sadly, "What about him...how is it?"

Qu Ling'er gritted her teeth angrily, "Qi Lin, that hard rock, won't say a word, I didn't ask."

Looking at Su Cen's hurt expression, he said anxiously: "But judging by the nervous look of Xingqing Palace, the person should...not die..."

It's okay not to talk, but after speaking, I saw the person leaning on the recliner and closing his eyes, he didn't even want to show the emotion in his eyes.

Qu Ling'er sighed silently, and went back to the room.

There was scarlet under his eyes, accompanied by the sound of howling wind.

The arrow could have been dodged, but if he hadn't taken into account that he was behind him, how could he have been hit by the arrow?

He only remembered that after Qi Lin took him away, he knelt and sat on the ground, his fingers were covered with blood, sticky and bright red, and gradually became colder, unable to be touched or retained.

He said that he would reward him when he came back, but it turned out to be an empty house, which hurt a little.

Qu Ling'er went back and forth, and brought out a set of tea sets. After following Su Cen's training for so long, she made and washed tea quite similarly.

After brewing a cup of tea, he handed it to Su Cen, and said softly, "Brother Su, try my handicraft."

Su Cen took it and was about to put it in his mouth, but Qu Ling'er hurriedly stopped her, "Brother Su, it's hot."

Su Cen withdrew her hand, holding the teacup and started to be in a daze.

Qu Ling'er frowned, knowing that going on like this was not the way to go, she needed something to stimulate her, she struggled and said: "Brother Su, let me tell you something, don't worry if I tell you—that black-robed man should It was the people from the secret door. It was too chaotic that day and I didn’t pay attention. Later, I went there again and found the hidden arrow that attacked us. .”

After finishing speaking, he carefully looked at Su Cen, who nodded slightly, "Did he recognize you? Do you need to go out and hide?"

Qu Ling'er secretly sighed, originally she was afraid that people would not accept the matter, but in the end she was not even interested in the secret door.

Su Cen picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Qu Ling'er leaned forward with a shy smile, "How is it?"

"Huh?" Su Cen was slightly taken aback, looked at the cup again, and said, "It's tea."

Qu Linger: "..."

"What tea?"

Qu Ling'er hurriedly smiled and said, "I can't afford the one even if it's sold. I'll drink it if there's still a bottom left. How does it taste? Did you inherit your true inheritance?"

"Yeah." Su Cen smiled, stood up and handed the teacup to Qu Ling'er, "I can't tell if it's good or bad, you should drink it."

After that, he walked slowly back to the room.

Qu Ling'er wants to cry but has no tears, why is it so difficult to be a human being these days?

Two days later, Zheng Yang came again, but this time Su Cen stopped looking at the clouds, and changed to practicing calligraphy, turning over and over the two lines of poems on the umbrella, using wild cursive, the main pen is heavy, and the secondary pen is light, making the turn as fast as possible. Huan, writing day and night.

"Brother Su," Zheng Yang picked up a few sheets from the ground before finding a place to put them down, rubbed them for a moment, and sighed, "The words are good, but can we write a few more auspicious ones?"

Su Cen nodded and wrote down a sentence: To be happy in life is to have fun.

Just as Zheng Yang nodded in praise, he saw someone write down the next sentence: Every day is getting worse.

Zheng Yang: "..."

Su Cen put down his pen, raised his head and asked, "Why are you here?"

Zheng Yang said: "I haven't seen you since I came out of the palace last time. I'm afraid that something will happen to you."

"I'm fine." Su Cen smiled at others, and then asked, "Xingqing Palace...can you go in?"

Zheng Yang sighed softly, "No one is allowed in except the imperial physician, even I am blocked, can I still go in and assassinate my little uncle? But don't worry, if something happens to the little uncle, the whole The Tai Hospital has to follow the head to the ground, and they dare not neglect."

Su Cen frowned, coming in and out were all imperial physicians, so it means he's not out of danger yet?

"Worry about him if you have the time, you should worry about yourself." Zheng Yang sat down on a place, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, and said while drinking: "Little uncle is not here, and you offended the Queen Mother again. Now they have a sip Adhere to your uncle's injury, and think of a way to deal with you. Don't be bored in the room every day, think of countermeasures when you are free, and you can't just let it go if the trial is really going to happen. They go talk."

Su Cen lowered his eyebrows, thinking that he did not cause the incident by himself, if something happened to Li Shi, he would not be able to escape the blame if he was hacked into pieces.

Zheng Yang went on to say: "There are still quite a few people who took advantage of the opportunity when they saw that something happened to my little uncle. Someone has already proposed to let His Majesty take charge of the government. He is only nine years old. What kind of government should he take care of? Can you understand the memorial? They want to take advantage of the chaos to divide the power of the little uncle, and they are extremely insidious."

Su Cen sighed softly, "It's the norm in the countryside and villages to add insult to injury, not to mention the court, which is already intriguing. You have worked hard."

Zheng Yang took a sip of herbal tea, "I'm fine, I'm an imperial edict, and no one paid me any attention, but do you know who reacted the most to your matter?"

"Huh?" Su Cen looked up.

"Your immediate boss, Dali Shaoqing Zhang Jun." Zheng Yang clicked his tongue twice, "That little old man usually knows how to protect himself best, and what he often talks about is 'don't come to me for the affairs of the living'. Because of you, you and Liu Zhen got into a choke, and ordinary people are used to his Tai Chi appearance, and this toughness even shocked Liu Zhen, "

"Oh?" Su Cen was slightly taken aback, he really didn't expect this.He thought that his temperament would not please Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun should be eager to send him out of Dali Temple, but he still speaks for him?

"Also, didn't Cui Hao advocate saving the little uncle at the beginning, Liu Zhen found out, and picked his thorns every day these days. Didn't it rain a few days ago, Cui Hao wore a bamboo hat and went to court , was seen by Liu Zhen and scolded vulgar and vulgar. The next day, Cui Hao lost his memory and changed his umbrella, and Liu Zhen scolded him for fame. On the third day, Cui Hao went there directly in the rain. Guess what——Liu Zhen Ask him if his brain is flooded, and if there is an umbrella, do you keep raw mushrooms? You haven’t seen Cui Hao’s aggrieved look, I feel sorry for him, haha.”

Su Cen was powerless to look at the sky, thinking that you are so pitiful, you are clearly gloating.

When Zheng Yang was leaving, Su Cen still sent him to the door out of courtesy. Seeing the two guards standing outside the door, he stopped inside the door and cupped his hands, "I won't see you off."

"Brother Su," Zheng Yang hesitated to speak, and finally patted the man on the shoulder helplessly, "It's only a few days, please bear with it."

Before Su Cen could react, he got into the carriage.

Su Cen leaned against the door, what do you mean by "just a few days"?