On the Golden Luan Hall, the servant shouted loudly: "Play early if there is something to do, and leave the court if there is nothing to do—"

His Highness was surprisingly quiet, civil and military officials lined up in front of the white jade steps, respectful like sculptures.

Yang Guang, who was wearing a dragon robe, was a little uncomfortable.

Why not adapt?

That's right, Prime Minister Yuwen isn't here!

On weekdays, Yuwen Aiqing always has a book to play.It's good to talk about things if you have something to do, and to sing praises if you have nothing to do, at least he feels extremely comfortable in his heart.

Just as Yang Guang was thinking, he saw Yu Wencheng take a step from the side of the military commander, walked out of the queue, and saluted: "My minister, Yu Wencheng, has something to play."

"Precise play."

"Weichen's father retreated back home yesterday, accidentally fell to the ground, and fell to the ground. Today, he came to Chengdu to ask for leave."

When Yang Guang heard this, his face became anxious: "Is Yuwen Aiqing okay?"

Yang Guang was in a hurry, all the ministers in the palace were delighted to hear it, and they wished that Yu Wenhuaji would fall to his death, as there were not many Zhongliang who were framed by him.

The traitor Yu Wenhuaji is not idle on weekdays.

It's fine to flatter when you have nothing to do, but it's even worse if you have something to do, either to accuse others of treason and ruin their families, or to find a fat job for one's own disciples.

Yu Wencheng replied immediately: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. The doctor said it was just a few bruises and nothing serious, but after all, I am old and need to rest for a few days."

When Yang Guang heard that he was fine, he felt relieved, he entered the prime minister's residence as if he didn't need money for supplements, plasters, etc., and Yu Wencheng kowtowed to thank him.

Just about to order someone to call back the court, seeing Yu Wencheng still standing in the hall and not leaving, Yang Guang thought to himself, what else do you need?

Yuwen Chengdu really has something to do, he paused, and then said: "My Majesty, Luo Shaobao returned home after having a drink with his ministers last night. He was drenched in heavy rain and felt unwell. He was bedridden this morning. I hope the Emperor will grant permission take a vacation."

oh oh!He said why he was so weak today!

Yes, I didn't see Luo Cheng's white eyes flying around today!

Luo Cheng stood next to him on weekdays, but he often showed Yu Wenhua and his face. You come and go, it's so lively, Yang Guang is happy to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

Luo Cheng is the person he is optimistic about, and after being cultivated, he might become his vassal in the future, and Yu Wenhuaji is his confidant. If these two people have a good relationship, he should not be able to eat well or sleep well.

So on weekdays, watching the swords and swords of the two, Yang Guang just pretended not to know, neither side would help, and let them check and balance each other.

At this moment, the two took sick leave one after the other, which made Yang Guang conspiratorial.

Hey, what are you kidding... Luo Cheng's muscular body will be bedridden after a few drops of rain?When did he become so delicate.

That person's battle value is comparable to his invincible general Yu Wencheng, maybe even worse, because he is also Yuwen Chengdu's lifesaver!

A thought suddenly flashed in Yang Guang's head: Could it be that Luo Cheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and beat Yu Wenhuaji directly? !

That's not right, if that's the case, Yu Wenhuaji is not his opponent, why is Luo Cheng bedridden?

It has to be said that to some extent Yang Guang guessed right, Yu Wenhuaji was indeed beaten.

Yang Guang is not good at favoring one over another, no, equal rewards have entered the Beiping Mansion.

Not to mention, there are quite a few people who have the same thoughts as Yang Guang.

——The treacherous Xiangyu Wenhuaji must have fought with the Luo family boy, and now both of them are hurt, and they both went to rest.

Therefore, all the officials, civil and military, walked swiftly and swiftly.

Zhongliang took Boli with him and rushed to Beiping Mansion to visit his patients.

The treacherous officials drove their horses, carrying the rare treasures they found in large boxes and small boxes, to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

All of a sudden, on one road, the north and south directions were clearly separated.

The most interesting thing was that he, Yu Wencheng, didn't look after his father at his own mansion, but went to Beiping's mansion to act as a doorman.

As soon as Han Qinhu and the others entered the door, their eyebrows twitched when they saw a cold-faced Buddha standing in front of Luo Shaobao's room.

When Guo Han captured the tiger in the last column, Changping King Qiu Rui looked at each other and asked, "Nephew Chengdu, why are you here? Luo Chengke is inside?"

Yu Wencheng saluted without being humble or overbearing: "Old general, Luo Cheng had a fever last night, and it just subsided this morning, and now he is still in a coma."

Han Qinhu's heart skipped a beat, is it really that serious?

Looking at Yuwen Chengdu carefully, his expression is calm and expressionless, and he can't tell the truth from the fake.

"Nephew Chengdu, since we're here, let's go in and have a look."

Yu Wencheng nodded slightly, and took a step staggered. Han Qinhu and others pushed open the door and entered the room.

The purple floor-to-ceiling gauze curtain is lifted by tassel gold hooks, and the room is filled with green smoke and fragrance.

Luo Cheng lay motionless on the spacious bed, his face was calm, but he couldn't see any weakness.However, there was a silver-bearded doctor sitting next to him, and when he heard the movement behind him, he turned around, and when he saw so many adults coming in, he immediately stood up in fear, but was stopped by Qiu Rui, and asked in a low voice, "How is Luo Cheng?" ?”

The doctor lowered his head, and said calmly: "Shaobao was caught in the rain last night and got cold, resulting in a persistent high fever, scalding all over, confusion, convulsions and other symptoms. The condition is extremely bad. The old man stayed here all night. Yinshi Shaobao's fever has subsided, and he probably fell asleep right now."

Han Qinhu and others couldn't help hissing when they heard this, they were really sick.

"Let him rest well, the old man will come to see him tomorrow." Han Qinhu lowered his voice.

Han Qinhu's love for Luo Cheng was no less than Yang Guang's, and there was one thing Yang Guang didn't have, which was sincerity.

He mentioned that Luo's father and son went to Nanyang Pass for selfish reasons, and Wu Yunzhao did let him go.What kind of people the Luo family father and son are, he knows better than Sui Emperor Yang Guang.

Doctor Silverbeard bowed respectfully and nodded.

After sending off a group of people, Yu Wencheng waved his hand, and the silver-bearded doctor came forward and said: "I listen to the general's order, I gave Shaobao some drugs, I'm afraid I'm about to wake up now."

"You go down first."

Doctor Yinxu closed the door, and not long after he left, Luo Cheng woke up slowly, turned over and sat up, touching the back of his neck, which still hurt a little.

Tilting his head, he saw the person in the room in a blink of an eye, and immediately looked at that person with his eyes burning, and said in a cold voice: "Why are you here? Everyone in my Beiping Mansion is dead, let you trespass my room."

Yu Wencheng expected that after he woke up, he would definitely make a fuss and even resent himself.

"I sent you back last night, so the housekeeper tacitly allowed me to stay in Beiping Mansion."

Luo Cheng sneered: "Then did you tell him that I was unconscious because of you?"

Yu Wencheng pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Luo Cheng lifted the quilt, put down his feet neatly, and put on his shoes.

"Where are you going?"

"You don't have to worry about where I go." Luo Cheng replied without raising his head, and then asked sarcastically, "Why, you still want to knock me out again while I'm not paying attention? "

Luo Cheng said in his heart that it was a lie to say that he was not angry. Fortunately, he had just changed his impression of him, thinking that he was different from his adulterous father. He slapped him loudly—the man lied to him again and again.

If he had taken him to Suiyuxuan the night before, maybe he could have saved Li'er.

If he hadn't knocked him out last night, maybe he could have saved that innocent little girl.

Thanks to him trusting him so much, and exposing his back—such a big flaw in front of him, who would have thought that this was what he did to him, knocking him unconscious when he was not prepared.

Luo Cheng doesn't want to see this person at all at the moment.

Yu Wencheng stepped forward slowly, stopped three or four steps away from him, and said condescendingly: "I told the emperor for leave on your behalf, saying that you got sick from the rain and needed to recuperate for a few days."

When Luo Cheng heard this, he immediately frowned, stood up suddenly and said, "Yuwen Chengdu, why do you decide for me!"

Yu Wencheng frowned: "If you can control your emotions, I don't need to lie to the emperor for you."

"Heh... Don't you always advertise your loyalty? Is it really good to deceive the king like this?"

Yu Wencheng's complexion was heavy, his eyebrows were frowned and he remained silent.

Seeing that Luo Cheng had packed up and walked out, Yu Wencheng stepped in front of him: "Where are you going? Are you going to the palace?"

"So what?"

"You know, I will swear to the death to guard my Tai Sui, and I will not let you touch the emperor."

Luo Cheng was anxious: "Yuwenchengdu, you are loyal! How can Yang Guang be worthy of your swearing allegiance to the death?"

Yu Wencheng remained firm on his face: "If a man does not do something, he must do something. I am the Tianbao general of the Sui Dynasty, and the emperor has shown me the grace of knowing him. Even if I fight to the death, I will guard the Sui Dynasty. To protect the emperor."

"You..." Luo Cheng was angry with him, he didn't know what to say, he stretched out his hand and wanted to push him away, "Get out of the way."

Yu Wencheng stood in front of him, motionless.

"If you blocked me for a while, can you block me forever? Unless you kill me, otherwise, I will always think about your emperor."

Luo Cheng walked around from the side, opened the door, and just stepped out a foot when he heard a blunt voice behind him: "I can kill Zhang Ziyan anytime."

Luo Cheng's tone was cold, and he turned his head coldly: "Are you threatening me?"

Yu Wencheng's eyes narrowed slightly, making it hard to see the emotion in his eyes: "Luo Cheng, as long as I'm here, I won't let you touch the emperor, unless you step over my corpse."

"Let me ask you, are you threatening me with Zhang Ziyan!"

After a long time, the word "yes" was difficult to say.

This trick may not work for others, but it will definitely work for Luo Cheng.Who would be so stupid to want to kill the king for the sake of irrelevant people, only him.

Luo Cheng looked at him intently: "Okay, you are fine, Yuwen Chengdu!"

Suddenly, he punched the man in the face. The force of the punch made the man stagger two steps. When he raised his head again, his left cheek was swollen and bloodshot from the corner of his mouth.

"I don't want to see you, you go." Luo Cheng looked at him calmly, as if he didn't punch that punch just now.

He just waited patiently for a few more days, and stabilized Yuwen Chengdu. In a few days... In a few days, he will beg Yang Guang to take Zhang Ziyan back to the mansion for protection, and it will not be too late for him to kill that stupid king.

Luo Cheng didn't want to see Yuwen Chengdu, and he didn't want to see Yang Guang either. Since he took sick leave, he recuperated in the mansion.

In addition to practicing martial arts on weekdays, he still practiced martial arts. It took seven or eight days. I don't know how Yu Wencheng explained it to Yang Guang.

Until this day, the housekeeper ran anxiously all the way into the inner courtyard, pointing at the door with his withered fingers tremblingly: "Shao Bao, Shao Bao, someone is coming at the door—"

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