Stirring up with the old enemy

What happened at the Yong'an 15 autumn banquet was like weeds with legs. There were so many rumors in Chang'an City that even Chen Jingming, who was handling the case in the south of the Yangtze River, heard about it.

At the end of September, Chen Jingming was frowning and weighing the letter from Hao Chun in his hand.This guy has always been unreliable, but he didn't expect this guy to be so unreliable!After receiving the court rod in public in the palace, he was still able to say to him with a playful smile in the letter, everything is fine with me, young master, and I look forward to going to war early in October.If my master is lucky, I can come back alive from this trip to the Western Regions, and we will get married as soon as we come back. Remember to wash your butt and wait for me to spoil you!

Chen Jingming was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, but also thought that this guy was not allowed to apply medicine after he was beaten by the imperial staff, and he didn't know how to howl when he was lying on his big red lacquer carved bed, so he couldn't swear the scolding words.

The carved bed in Pinglehou's mansion swayed before his eyes.There is also a sachet with carved silver flowers hanging from the top of the tent, which contains the agarwood that the guy likes to smoke most.

Hou Haochun of Pingle lay in front of his eyes and yelled, turned his face, bared his two little snow-white canine teeth pitifully at him, and teased him, "Master, I'm going to war soon, can I come back alive?" I don't know yet, can't you say a few nice words to coax me?

Chen Jingming's fingers holding the letter trembled slightly.

This fellow is the evil in his life.All his life, he asked himself that his eyes were clean, and he never could bear others. He lived for more than 20 years in his life, and the only thing he thought about was that he wished he could tear it up and swallow it, and he wished he could hold a thin-necked white jade bottle in his palm. The one who protected him was Hao Chun, Lord Pingle.

Forget it, it's just a sin.

Chen Jingming closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he found that there were faint words on the back of the letter. He hurriedly turned it over to read, but it was only half a line of poetry.

That fellow can write poetry?

Chen Jingming's thin lips were slightly raised, and he couldn't help looking carefully, but he could only come up with a few words - Yulei Qionglou, hesitation for the next spring.

...Hiss, Chen Jingming had to slip through his teeth, what does this sentence mean?He has never heard Hao Chun mention that he likes looking at flowers, and he has never seen viburnum planted in Pinglehou Mansion.

Qionghua is the love of his mentor Cheng Huaijing, who occupies the vacant position of the chief minister. For his mentor, the emperor specially planted Qiongshu in Chang'an City.Every year in February and March, Qionghua blooms inside and outside Chang'an City like snow, and even the inside of the palace is full of Qionghua.

Yes, inside the forbidden palace.

Chen Jingming suddenly recalled that in the 15th year of Yong'an, Chunping Le Hou Hao Chun had just returned to Chang'an. He and Hao Chun ran into each other in the palace. Said, Chen Yushi, come over here, the wind blows carefully... You have a bad waist.

Qionghua refers to the palace, which is Chang'an, and it is the first encounter between him and him after being married.

Chen Jingming's expression was suddenly moved, and there was a slight tremor between his brows and eyes.This guy... Has this guy actually made the worst plans?If he can't return to Beijing alive during this expedition, will this letter be his last letter home?

No, he can't stand it!

Chen Jingming got up suddenly, holding the letter anxiously, pacing back and forth in the small room.He can't let this guy go to the Western Regions alone!The Western Regions are boundless, and it may take three to five years, or even a lifetime, how can he bear it?

He had to think of a way to break the situation.He had to, he had to go back to Chang'an City before this fellow set off on the expedition.

Chen Jingming quickly sat down again, and wrote a letter to his mentor Cheng Huaijing who was far away in Chang'an City, begging to see Hao Chun off before he left for the expedition.What's more, if he remembers correctly, that guy Hao Chun has been crowned these few days.

That fellow has no father and no mother, originally he only depended on Emperor Yong'an to favor him, now that the holy family is gone, that fellow doesn't know if there are any elder brothers and parents who will give him a hairpin.

Chen Jingming didn't have time to think about it when he wrote it. When he finished writing, he gasped.The south of the Yangtze River in Qiuyue is wet, cold and rainy, and he pretends to be a poor scholar who has no place to take the imperial examination and goes to the government to go to the government office to be an aide. He only wears a single shirt. His heart was blown completely cold.

That's right, that guy Hao Chun has always been shameless and loves to be lively, if the coronation ceremony can be held in Chang'an City, there is no reason not to mention it throughout the article!

Hao Chun didn't mention it, and his mentor didn't even hear from him.Since the mentor and His Majesty returned to Beijing, the mentor must have a message every two or three days or send a letter from the secret guard, but there has been no news for the past half month.Calculated according to the date, doesn't it coincide with the date when Hao Chun made a big fuss about the autumn feast of the new champion?

Hao Chun and Lu Ji had an autumn banquet, which annoyed His Majesty, and even his teacher... I'm afraid he was also annoyed.

Chen Jingming was fidgeting, he got up and crumpled up the letter to Da Sikong Cheng Huaijing again, thought about it, spread it out and read it carefully.His jade-like face was pale and uncertain, and his lacquered eyes were slightly drooping, always unable to make up his mind.

"Mr. Jun?"

There was a knock on the door outside.

Chen Jingming hurriedly put the crumbled letter into his arms, got up and opened the door.A clever boy stood outside the door, holding a food box and said to him with a smile: "My wife heard that Mr. Jun is good at drawing orchid grass, but it happens that orchids are blooming in the mansion today. I want to invite Mr. Jun to draw a picture. In the future, it will also be framed and hung in the study of the young masters."

Chen Jingming pretended to be a poor scholar with nowhere to go, so he had to look like a poor scholar, with Yushan-like eyebrows covering most of his eyes, his head bowed down, and his sleeves rolled up in a shabby look. "It's hard for the lady in the house to still miss XX, can you let XX tidy up a little bit, this is..."

"Hey? Ma'am called you, what are you still writing on?" The boy sneered disdainfully, and threw the food box in his hand into Chen Jingming's arms. "Our wife said, on this point, I am afraid that Mr. Jun has not had time to eat, so I specially asked me to bring you a few plates of snacks. Later, Mr. Jun, you can eat quickly in the carriage, and you must not miss our wife and Jiedu. It's time for my wife to enjoy the flowers."

Chen Jingming hugged the food box tightly, pretending to be stunned. "Madam Jiedushi is here?"

The young servant proudly puffed out his chest, and proudly showed off: "The lady of the Jiedu Envoy's family is discussing marriage with the eldest son of our mansion, so why not come and go often?"

Chen Jingming immediately nodded and praised. "It should be the glory of the mansion! Even the Jiedu envoy is discussing marriage with your mansion, which shows that the master of the mansion will be promoted soon."

The boy laughed and urged him again. "Mr. Jun, shall we go now?"

We were in a hurry to talk about this, and Chen Jingming had to leave.Holding a food box in his arms, he bowed his head and pretended to be honored. Before going out, he couldn't help but look back at the desk that he had piled up into a pile.After thinking about it again, he carried the letter in his arms to his teacher to intercede for Hao Chun.

Thousands of words, all turned into a sigh in the cramped carriage on Jiangnan Road.

**

The 15th year of Yongan, the first day of October.

When Hao Chun led the expedition to the Western Regions for the second time, it was not so beautiful!Not only was he beaten and scolded by the emperor, but even the coronation ceremony was not handled properly. Only two or three kittens came to the Pingle Hou Mansion. The most hateful thing is his nominal wife of the Hou Mansion, Chen That guy Jing Ming didn't even come to accompany him.

I know that guy is stingy, but I really don't know that guy can be so stingy!After all, he is also that guy's nominal husband, right? !

Pingle Marquis Hao Chun held his breath, and left Chang'an City sullenly.This time, in addition to Yingtian's 30 troops, there was also a supervising army, Lu Ji, following behind him.

Tsk, Lu Ji is really not a jb thing!

All the way the net quarreled with him.

**

October twenty.

Marquis Pingle and the General of Western Hussars, Hao Chun, rode a Yuhua cloak, his scarlet cloak fluttering in the sudden autumn wind at the border.The cold wind pulled out the black background of white cranes rolled inside his scarlet cloak—a pair of white cranes soaring into the sky, with black and white embroidery patterns, always carrying a bit of evil spirit.When Hao Chun was talking to Lu Ji now, he had thick, emerald eyebrows and raised eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes were also stained with evil spirits.

"Lu Ji, did you do it on purpose? The army entered Hangu Pass in five ways? Why? Is this commander me, my son, or the supervising army that you are not a fart?"

Lu Jizheng was half reclining in the chariot recuperating, with long hair loose and a gloomy expression on his handsome face.One was on horseback and the other was sitting in a chariot. Hao Chun was obviously taller than him by a large margin, but he didn't raise his head when he answered, his brows seemed to be covered with frost, and he only smiled coldly. "Of course the commander-in-chief is you, Lord Hou, but the formation of the army must be discussed with the commander-in-chief of the three armies and the generals. Lord Hou insists on going his own way, so I have to speak."

"Master, why am I so determined to go my own way?" Hao Chun turned his horse's head irritably, and glared at Lu Ji.

The border of the Western Regions is very windy and sandy, and there are deserts everywhere, with dead grass swaying in the strong wind.Everything was withered, and under the silver eagle wings, Hao Chun's handsome eyes became more dazzling.It was eye-catching, and made people wish they could tear him apart to relieve their anger.

Lu Ji looked at Hao Chun, resisting the tingling pain in his heart and buttocks, raised his eyebrows and sneered. "Master Hou is dissatisfied? Yes, Lord Hou can write a letter and go to His Majesty to impeach this official."

"Hehe, just sue, young master, I'm still afraid of you?" Hao Chun screamed strangely, the pair of Qiushui Danfeng eyes under the silver eagle helmet were shining brightly, wishing to burn Lu Ji, an obstructive bastard. Ash.

With a sullen face, Lu Ji whipped his whip against the railing of the carriage. "Everyone stop, camp in place!"

Hao Chun's brows twitched in shock. This place is desert as far as the eye can see, where is the place to be stationed?The nearest Haizi had to turn over and walk for more than half an hour, not to mention that the Haizi was a long and narrow one, how could it accommodate 30 garrisons?

"Lu Ji, are you crazy?" Hao Chun swears on the spot. "Have you ever looked at the map? If there is a storm in the desert, even people and horses will be swept away, besides..."

"Master Hou doesn't need to tell me these words." Lu Ji interrupted him coldly with gloomy eyes. "Leading the army to the Western Regions is such a big event, and it is Marquis Marquis who is in command. I am only responsible for the daily march along the way. The army has been running for days, and the horses have to be replaced by camels. Why not set up camp on the spot?"

In the autumn of Yong'an 15th year, the commander-in-chief of Yingtian's armed forces and the supervising army appointed by His Majesty were in a stalemate.The cold winter is approaching, but the army has not sent out for a long time, and the spies are flying all over the sky like a snowflake.

Flying into Chang'an Yushitai, and also flying into the big tents of the heads of 36 countries in the Western Regions.

**

Two months later, it will be the second day of the twelfth lunar month in the 15th year of Yongan.

Chen Jingming finally regained his status as inspector censor. The imperial court issued a clear document, admitting that he was expelled from Beijing before, but in order to investigate the case of selling officials and nobles in Jiangnan Road under orders.On the day when the case file was closed, he sat in the bright hall in a crimson official uniform, looked down at the densely packed criminals strung up with ropes, and the names of the people drawn with a vermilion pen on the file in hand, and sneered.

"Lu Yang Fan's family, join the clan!"

The names punctuated densely with vermilion pens, behind each name is a life.

On the day when Chen Yushi, who was carrying the secret order, returned to Beijing, it was snowing heavily in Chang'an City, and there were only fast horses galloping on the Jingmo trails, and the common people avoided them.Outside the gate of the palace, the white snow turned thin, and it began to rain lightly. He ran into the palace despite the wind and rain, and finally understood what Cheng Da Sikong said to him back then, "I am a master."

His hands are now bloody, and both inside and outside the court secretly call him the cold-faced Hades.The Jiangnan case offended not only Lu Yang's Fan family.

Perhaps even Qin Dian, the King of Anyang who has been the most popular recently, is afraid of him and hates him.

Oh, but what is all this?The official salary he sought was originally for his youthful ideals, but after meeting Pingle Hou Haochun, his life trajectory no longer followed that smooth and stable road.

He wanted that Lord Pingle, he wanted to grow old with that person.

Chen Jingming thought and thought on the road, he thought about the Spring Antie that had been sent and never heard from, and he also thought about the rewards that the imperial court would give after returning to Beijing, but what he thought about the most was still the arrogant and domineering Ping Lehou.Almost every night, he would think of that guy over and over again, thinking of that guy's grinning grin, thinking of that guy's hands wrapped around a black horsewhip and raising his eyes carelessly, and thinking of that guy's soul-stirring pair of autumn water red phoenix eyes.

I also thought about the howling of that guy in the soft quilt.

Chen Jingming raised his lips unconsciously.Slowly, I don't know how many times, I put my right hand on my heart.Hidden there is the letter he wrote to that servant, which has never been sent. Maybe, after entering the palace this time, there is no need to send it.

He planned to ask for a reward as soon as he entered the palace.

He, Chen Jingming, doesn't want any high-ranking officials or high salaries.What he was asking for was to go and see that guy with his own eyes, and to say a few warm and warm words to that guy with his own mouth.If the emperor refuses, he will beg for a mentor again.He is still the only disciple recognized by his teacher. Perhaps, for the sake of his diligence in handling the case, the teacher can allow him to be a food security officer?

Chen Jingming's arms and heart were full of Hao Chun, and when he stepped into the Nine Dragon Hall, his thin lips curled up slightly, and he recited a sentence silently.

"Master Hou, just...wait for me a little longer."