Rebirth: Thousand Miles of Smoke

Even when he was snatched away by Lin Ziyao, a "useless man", he didn't think that Lin Ziyao used to be a secretary, and he just continued his work when he came back.

But Lin Ziyao didn't bother to pay attention to these people. In his eyes, there were really not many things. Few people could catch his eyes. It's just that these book attendants became more and more daring. Did they actually play tricks on him? These people asked him to write and move things at every turn. Lin Ziyao believed that this was his job, so he never refused. Besides, writing with his left hand can also be used as a practice. If you can't move things all at once, you can move them in batches. good.

Being so busy on the contrary allowed him to think less about things, or a certain person, he lived a very comfortable life in such a busy day, but those people made him feel more uncomfortable, but because the other party was a secretary after all, he didn't want to worry about it. How dare.

"Why are you copying these? Isn't this the work of those book servants?" When Bai Xing passed by, he saw Lin Ziyao writing something under a tree with a pen in his hand. So he frowned and asked, "Are they all full and have nothing to do?"

Bai Xing glared at the people in the room, everyone shrank their necks and did not dare to make a sound, and went their separate ways.

"It's okay, I have nothing to do when I'm idle anyway, so I'm idle too." Lin Ziyao shook the pen in his hand and said, "Is my handwriting better than before?"

"Yeah." Bai Xing said yes, but he had some calculations in his heart.

These book attendants didn't know what they would be like by this white punishment. Later, Si Chenglie also joined in. When Lin Ziyao recovered, he realized that many people had been replaced in the Library Pavilion. Several people were respectful to him, but Lin Ziyao didn't care, and continued to practice calligraphy under the tree, and then began to wait slowly.

65. Nightmare, confusion, memory

"Let's go down first." Si Chengrong waved his hand, waved back the few maids beside him, put down the memorial in his hand, and rested on the bed beside him. Even though he had already ascended the throne and became the new emperor, the accumulated government affairs There are countless times. During this period of time, almost every day I stayed up until midnight before going to bed, and I could only sleep lightly, because I had to get up early in the morning to go to court.

Si Chengrong just lay down and closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep, but he felt light all over.

"My lord Rong, this jade is..."

This voice is Lin Ziyao?Si Chengrong wanted to look back, but found that his body couldn't move, he just walked past that figure indifferently, Bai Xing next to him didn't know what he was talking about, and felt that he only said one sentence, and Bai Xing I had no choice but to go back, Si Chengrong really wanted to look back, but found that he couldn't move at all.

This is my memory?Si Chengrong vaguely felt that this might be a dream.

"The Lin family is too pedantic! And that Lin Ziyao! How dare you hurt Qi Ran!" Bai Xing slapped the table and stood up abruptly. After that, Si Chengrong only heard a buzzing sound, and then his body got up involuntarily. Angrily said: "Pass it down, send Lin Ziyao to Changnan Mountain, and serve as a slave!"

Slave?Si Cheng paused, but the words had already come out of his mouth. Everyone present, including the person lying on the bed, all looked relieved. Why?Is this really my memory?Si Chengrong began to have some doubts.

"It's not as serious as being a slave, and Lin Ziyao is quite pitiful."

Bai Xing stepped forward to comfort Wei Qiran, but Si Chengrong stood aside and looked at him. He knew better than anyone what kind of person Wei Qiran was, but why did he implicate Lin Ziyao?Si Chengrong was a little puzzled, and where exactly is this place?in a dream?No, this feeling is too real, not like in a dream, so where is this?

He wrote the imperial edict with his own hand and stamped it. It clearly stated that Lin Ziyao was imprisoned as a slave in Nanshan because he framed Wei Qiran.

"Your Majesty?" Hei Xuan on the side took the edict on the table, feeling a little strange.

As for when Hei Xuan left, Si Chengrong didn't know. When he came back to his senses, he was already by the lake next to the imperial garden, with only two guards behind him: "Zhen..." Did I do something wrong? ?

Turning around, he was about to ask, but saw two irrelevant people. Si Chengrong frowned, choking on what he was about to say, and looked back at the calm lake, feeling a little cold in his heart. Yes, this Lin Ziyao can't stay with him for a long time. For superiors like them, this is nothing more than eradicating dissidents in advance.

Even though that person is harmless to him, but weeds must be eradicated, and the Lin family cannot leave anyone alone, even the married Miss Lin, so they must send someone...

Si Chengrong's originally confused heart suddenly became firm, yes, his decision was not wrong, but why did he feel flustered, that feeling as if he would sink to the bottom of the lake surrounded by icy water.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" When Wei Qiran shouted twice again, Si Chengrong came to his senses. Wei Qiran is now a very important official in his court. The Wei family, as well as Bai Xing and Si Chenglie, for him, these people are indispensable.

Therefore, even if Wei Qiran was pretending, he would follow his will, if he wanted Lin Ziyao to be a slave, he would be a slave, and if he wanted him to die, he would die. Such interests are obvious, what exactly is he hesitating about?

"Take a good rest." Si Chengrong smoothed Wei Qiran's hair, and it was not difficult to notice the blush on the man's cheeks. Wei Qiran's reputation as the most beautiful man in the capital of Tong is not for nothing. Even he was a little dazed looking at it, but he always felt that something was wrong, whether it was the touch of his hands or that face.

Suddenly Zhang Zhang's head was always lowered, and his red ears came into his mind. The person who always followed behind him and whispered: "Prince Rong." unexpectedly appeared in his mind!

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Wei Qiran got up worriedly, his red cheeks receded, Si Chengrong came back to his senses, looked at him, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I'm going back first, you should rest well .”

"Ah."

I don't know how he got out of here, Si Chengrong was walking on the street, and suddenly passed a small courtyard in the west of the city, this courtyard was given to him by his father when he was a prince, and it has been abandoned in this place, He didn't even forget that Si Chengrong pushed the door open to go in, but once he walked in, although there were often people tidying up here, he always felt that the layout here was not like this.

It seems that there should be a tree here?There is a stone table and a stool under the tree, and the trees next to it are not flowers and plants, but vegetables and fruits. There are orange trees and peach trees. There should be a long-haired person standing at the door, and a person with white skin like jade...

Who is it?Si Chengrong pushed the door open and entered the room, feeling very familiar, but it should be the first time for him to come to this place, how could he feel that this place is very familiar?

"Your Majesty? p>

It's getting late, it's time to go back to the palace. "Hei Xuan was at the gate, reminding him inwardly, the voice brought Si Chengrong back to his senses, he glanced at this place inexplicably, and then said to Hei Xuan: "Here, plant an apricot tree, and there must be orange trees over there." Trees, peach trees, and apricot trees are placed with stone tables and stools, um, there is also a board of chess pieces on the table. ?p>

Hei Xuan felt a little strange, but he didn't say anything, and remembered what Si Chengrong said one by one.

After Si Chengrong finished speaking and felt satisfied, he lifted his foot and walked out. Before the door closed, he suddenly said, "There is a place for shooting arrows inside."

"Yes." Could it be that he wants to use this small courtyard as his resting place?Looking at Si Chengrong's brisk steps, Hei Xuan followed behind. Although the master's strange behavior these days is a bit strange, but as a subordinate, he can only do it but not talk about it, let alone ask, so no matter how strange it is, do it yourself That's fine, but seeing that the master is a little happy, he is relieved.

As soon as Si Chengrong returned to the palace, he felt that he couldn't wait to decorate the small courtyard just now. When he got up, Si Chenglie suddenly came to visit. Happy with a yard arrangement?

"Your Majesty, this is a letter from Ling Guo."

"Lingguo?" Si Chengrong took the letter, feeling a strange sense of discomfort in his heart, took a look at the letter, and sat aside, "What do you think?"

"Although there is a three-year agreement, according to Ling Chentian's methods, he will definitely attack our Tong country in three years." Si Chenglie said with certainty that after Ling Chentian ascended the throne, he began to waste money and people, and wantonly expanded the territory. Almost all massacres, the reputation is notorious, but it makes everyone in the world feel insecure.

"That's right." This person will definitely come in three years, but what he's waiting for is three years later.

After talking with Si Chenglie for a long time, it was already getting late. Although he asked Si Chenglie to stay, the other party was still the same as before, and refused indifferently. Although Si Chengrong felt a little lost in his heart, he felt that he was not as lost as before. .

A voice came from outside the house, it was someone Si Chengrong sent to Wei Qiran's side.

"What did he go to the sky prison for?" Si Chengrong glanced at the people below, Wei Qiran actually went to the sky prison?

"Subordinates don't know."

Si Chengrong got up and was about to find out. He said it was a sky prison, but the sky prison was in a remote place outside the palace wall. It was heavily guarded and few people could get in or out. Unless there was a special token, Si Chengrong was very It was easy to get in, but did not let these people alarm the people inside.

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