then Li Sao

A smile curled up on Luo Ping's lips: "My lord, please."

King Ning raised his eyebrows, but was stunned instead.

He looked at Luo Ping suspiciously, not believing that he could be so calm.

Seeing that he was not moving, Luo Ping said slowly: "The lower official wants to ask the prince, and he should pay a price. The prince doesn't have to be suspicious. If Luo was born in a commoner, if he can really get the favor of the royal family, it will be a great honor, and it will save money." Climb up step by step... Isn't that what the prince said before?"

King Ning wanted to humiliate him, so he spoke freely, he didn't care whether what he said was true or not, as long as he could embarrass Luo Ping, he would be happy.

It never occurred to him that this man, who was shameless and sharp-tongued, completely disregarded his dignity as a dignified and elegant civil servant, beat him down hard, embarrassing the dignified King Ning.

King Ning's hesitation made Luo Ping's pale face gradually ease, and he became more determined in his heart.

He deliberately held King Ning's hand and said, "What is the prince hesitating about? Isn't it because he is afraid of causing trouble to his upper body? Please rest assured, the prince is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and this matter will never be publicized."

He spoke sincerely, his eyes seemed to be filled with forbearance and grievance, but also seemed to be filled with a little expectation, looking mildly, there was a touch of clear glass color.

For a moment, King Ning was really confused, frowned, pressed Luo Ping's wrist with his backhand, and stroked Luo Ping's eyebrows and eye corners with the other hand.

Just touching the cold skin, Luo Ping shrank instinctively, which also woke up King Ning.

In a flash, King Ning shook his hand vigorously and snorted heavily: "I've never seen you so shameless!"

Luo Ping was thrown back to the seat by him, still smiling lightly: "It seems that the prince also thinks that the appearance of this official is mediocre. It is not worthwhile for the prince to exchange the holy medicine."

King Ning took a deep breath, and cursed: "Well, you Luo Muquan, no wonder you were said to be the most vicious minister of Dali Temple at the beginning. You are really old and cunning, and you are not bad at calculating people's hearts."

"My lord is too famous." Luo Ping said modestly, "In fact, the lord's gift of medicine to me may not be beneficial."

"How to say?"

"Xiaguan's hometown is far away from Beijing, and it takes at least two months to deliver a medicine. In these two months, Xiaguan seems to be unable to accompany the emperor."

King Ning was suspicious: "Are you really leaving him alone? Is this your way of loyalty?"

"Loyalty and filial piety have been difficult since ancient times. My mother is critically ill. As a son, how can I not go? What's more, the official owes the prince a favor. These two months will definitely not cause you any trouble."

"Hmph, two months? Guess what the situation in Beijing and China will be like in two months?"

"The next official is not a saint, so it is impossible to predict what will happen."

"..." King Ning looked at him, and for the first time felt that this person was knowledgeable about current affairs, and for some reason, he also felt that his lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes were very pleasing to the eye.After thinking for a while, he asked him: "If I became the emperor, would you still be loyal to me?"

Luo Ping smiled: "Whoever can be a high-ranking official with me, I will be loyal to him. The lower officials are always loyal to the monarch, not to others."

"You're really a smart guy."

King Ning's tone could not be heard, he raised his hand and called the steward: "Go and get a 'Yu Suan'."

The steward took the order to leave, and Luo Ping bowed to thank him: "Thank you, my lord, for your success."

The next day, Luo Ping really presented the paperwork for returning to his hometown to see his relatives, and reported to the official department for leave.

The little emperor was reluctant to give up several times, and the court asked him to stay, but Luo Ping looked sad and begged softly, and many ministers said they were filial, so the little emperor had no choice but to let him go.

When retreating, Luo Ping exchanged greetings with his fellow robes, and suddenly felt that someone was watching from behind, when he turned his head, he only saw the back of King Ning getting on the sedan chair, but never saw his thoughtful face.

King Ning is suspicious by nature and cautious. At the beginning, Fang Jin was suspected of having ulterior motives, so he abandoned the capital.This time I have the opportunity to temporarily unload the burden, which can be regarded as giving myself a little rest.

Pulling up his sleeves, Luo Ping coughed twice, and said to the bearer: "Go home."

Aunt Sun was worried when she heard that he was leaving Beijing again, and came back to help after losing the business of the restaurant.As soon as she saw Luo Ping, she complained loudly: "Master, can you take a good rest for a day? Look at your face, aren't you going to be sick again?"

Luo Ping waved his hand and said, "It's all right."

"Why are you alright? You have been coughing non-stop since you came back!"

"It's just the wind blowing for a while yesterday." Luo Ping comforted her, "At any rate, I also know a little bit about medical science, and I know my own body. You don't have to worry too much, Mrs. Sun."

Aunt Sun knew that he was stubborn, so there was nothing she could do, so she had to help him pack his luggage, and told him to be careful on the road, and if he felt uncomfortable, he should go to the doctor immediately, and he must not heal his mother and make her exhausted.

Luo Ping smiled and said, "It's not that serious."

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"Report! General, new food and grass have arrived, enough to survive this winter!"

"Report! General, Beikou is still behind closed doors! There are occasional sounds of knocking on gold and stones in the city, and I don't know what they are doing!"

"Understood." Zhou Tang waved the spies back, and asked the four: "In your opinion, should we retreat or attack at this time?"

The military supervisor said: "Since we have retreated for so long, why don't we just wait and see what happens. They stand still like this, obviously trying to lure us to attack the city. If we attack at this time, wouldn't the previous patience be in vain?"

Ting Ting still strongly recommends a strong attack. He advocated a strong attack from the very beginning: "Whatever they are doing, we are here waiting for them to make the first move. It seems that we are afraid of them! We should take advantage of the victory and chase them back to Beiling!"

Zhou Tang didn't express his opinion, but asked Fang Jin, "What do you think, the military adviser?"

Fang Jin said with a smile: "Strong attack."

"Didn't the military division object to it before?"

"It's different now. At that time, I was worried that the soldiers would not adapt to the severe cold here, and I might make mistakes. I was also worried that some people in the court would withhold food and pay at critical moments. Once they went deep into the Beiling territory and started a war, there might be insufficient follow-up."

Zhou Tang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Withdrawal of food and salary? Why does the military commander have such concerns?"

Fang Jin didn't hide it from him: "When I led the old Yuezhou troops to leave, I received a letter from Brother Mu Quan, which said: The food and salaries in Beijing and China may change, and the army will be driven forever. I want to come to see Brother Mu Quan and the Beijing officials. Zhou Xuan, I have anticipated something, so I remind you."

He didn't care how ugly Zhou Tang's face was after mentioning Luo Ping, and said directly: "Brother Mu Quan, although he is not good at fighting, has the ability to win thousands of miles away and prevent problems before they happen, which is really admirable. But Now that the food and grass are safe, there is no need to worry about the future, Meng Suda is obviously playing tricks, instead of waiting to be controlled by others, it is better for us to take the initiative to attack the city and force them to make an early move."

Zhou Tang gave Fang Jin a hard look, and suppressed his unhappiness: "The military adviser is very right, and I don't want to spend it with them anymore. Batch after batch of food and grass have come. I just eat without fighting, so I can eat with peace of mind. Why! Why don’t you finish this battle and go back earlier, maybe you can make it in time for the New Year, and the supervising army can go back and return.” He can also go back and teach a self-righteous guy a lesson!

Several participants immediately nodded and said yes.The battle was fought happily, and the momentum was just right, and they all wanted to get the military merits soon, so that they could go home in time to spend the New Year with their wives and children.

Zhou Tang stood up from the commander-in-chief seat: "Send the order! Immediately organize the army and attack the city today!"

"Yes!"

Ting Ting and Fang Jin whispered when they left the camp: "Mr. Fang, haven't you seen his stinky face? How dare you tell him Mr. Luo's secret letter?"

"Why can't you tell?"

"Last time, a soldier in my battalion inadvertently mentioned a strange case that Mr. Luo had solved before, and he was beaten with fifty army sticks in a blink of an eye. The beating was so horrible that no one begged for mercy."

Fang Jin slapped his fan away: "He doesn't dare to hit me, no matter how angry he is, he won't."

Ting Tingqi asked, "Why?"

"Because he asked me for something."

"Ah? What's the matter?"

Fang Jin just smiled and said nothing.

As soon as the two of them got this far, they heard Zhou Tang's gloomy voice from behind: "Military teacher, come here." As he spoke, he walked into Fang Jin's tent.

Fang Jin put away the fan: "Follow orders." Before leaving, he whispered to the confused little apprentice: "Someone's heart is like an arrow, and if you can't touch it, it's good to have a look."

After entering the account, Zhou Tang cut to the chase: "Where's his letter?"

Fang Jin said: "Mu Quan sent me a letter from Yuezhou thousands of miles away. It's a personal letter. It's not convenient for the general to read it."

Zhou Tang couldn't bear it anymore, he slapped the table and said angrily: "I can't see what he has! I tell you to take it out!"

Fang Jin ignored his anger, and instead showed the posture of a master: "The battle is imminent, and you agree with me just for a letter, so impatient, how can he rest assured!"

Zhou Tang snorted coldly: "When will it be your turn to intervene in the matter between me and him!"

Fang Jin looked at his eyes reddened by anger, and sighed: "It's not that I don't want you to read the letter, but I just need to wait for you to calm down. He didn't give me this letter because he was afraid that your temper would spoil the overall situation." .”

Zhou Tang was stunned.

Yes, what he couldn't figure out the most was why Luo Ping sent the letter to Fang Jin instead of him.No matter how annoying he was, he would still listen to him... At most, he tore up the letter and put it back together to read it again.

"Mu Quan thinks too much and plans everything for you. He is really self-righteous. This is often a common problem of counselors. You can't blame him."

"I don't blame him now," Zhou Tang pursed his lips, "I just... miss him very much."

"I know, I..." Fang Jin was slightly moved, and swallowed the word 'also', "...What I want to tell you is that he is not cruel. What you are going to do in the future really needs you to take care of yourself Hard work, with him by your side, you will definitely not be able to use it. He knows the influence he has on you, knows when to stay with you, and when to leave. Just for this alone, he is beyond my reach Your Majesty."

"Then why didn't he make it clear to me? Am I that unreasonable in his eyes?"

"..." Fang Jin wanted to nod his head. Zhou Tang was a rascal in front of Luoping, always more impulsive than rational. Some truths made sense, and some truths didn't make sense. He, the bystander, could see it clearly.

"Forget it, just read his letter yourself."

Fang Jin handed the letter to Zhou Tang.

My heart is still very short, the first line said to be vigilant about food and pay, the second line said about the Nanshan Army's entry into the ranks, and the third line...

Starting from the third line, every sentence is talking about him——

The prince is young and energetic, easily provoked, if he wants to act recklessly, brother Wang Zhongli will try his best to dissuade him.

If the prince is depressed because of my affairs, let him hate it, and don't plead for me to excuse me, so as not to distract him.

Beiling Tianhan, be sure to ask the prince to prepare more snake ointment and distribute it to the soldiers to benefit the war and the morale of the army.

When this battle is won, it will be a time of great chaos in the capital, and the king of Yue will return with his army, and he needs to do three things...

Zhou Tang was startled when he saw this.

It clearly reads in black and white: "Assassinate the overseer, take the Qing emperor's side, and capture the king."

He couldn't help but read it softly, and after he finished reading, Fang Jin immediately burned the letter.

When Zhou Tang came back to his senses, the piece of paper had been reduced to ashes.

In fact, he did have such a plan, but he couldn't make up his mind, and he didn't know whether there would be a suitable time. Now that the little master said something, he was determined, but: "He is in Beijing..."

"He is in Beijing, waiting for the general's triumphant return."

Zhou Tang personally led the army, approaching the city of Beiling Army, the giant tree rushed to the city, and the soldiers on the city gate were shot down from a distance. Although the Dacheng Army had no magic weapons, their morale was unmatched. The city gate was opened.

Hundreds of enemy soldiers died on the tower, and there were bloody oars below the tower.

The two sides fought desperately, and Zhou Tang won in the end.

Zhou Tang was full of spirits, raised his sword and shouted: "Soldiers! Follow me into the city! Whoever takes Meng Suda's head can worship a general and become a marquis! This general will never break his promise!"

"Kill!!!" All the soldiers rushed into the city with enthusiasm.

"Wait a minute, general!" Fang Jin rode his horse to catch up, but Zhou Tang had already entered the city first, and he couldn't be called back.He was very anxious, he thought that Luo Ping's words might become a prophecy again, this prince is really reckless!

This city is so fragile, it must be "please enter the urn"!

Fang Jin clamped his horse's belly and rushed to dissuade him. He had just entered the city when he suddenly heard a loud noise piercing through the sky, mixed with the clanging of iron tools, flying over his head. "General beware!"

Zhou Tang also heard the loud sound, and when he looked back, he saw an iron arrow flying towards him, and the cold light on the tip of the arrow dazzled his eyes.

The speed of the arrow was so fast that he could turn his body sideways, and quickly raised Inch Snow to block it. Inch Snow was originally a sharp sword forged from Hanxuan Iron. It stands to reason that this block should be cut off if it is not cut off. Knowing that Tieya actually has something harder than ordinary cold black iron...

The sound of Cunxue breaking came from Zhou Tang's ear, which seemed to indicate something.

When the broken sword pierced into the snow, the iron arrow pierced Zhou Tang's chest.

"Zhou Tang!!!" Ting Ting, who was closest to him, was stunned, and blurted out what he had called him before.

The soldiers of Dacheng were also dumbfounded when they saw this scene—Shuai Qi fell!

Zhou Tang was brought off his horse by the huge momentum, watching the bright red blood sprinkled in front of his eyes.

His own blood dazzled his own eyes.

While unconscious, he heard someone calling his name.

That person said that when you come to the world in the future, your name will become a taboo for the world, and I am no exception.

That person hasn't called him that for a long time, it would be better if he called "Xiaotang".

In the chaos of war, Zhou Tang's faint voice was buried in the deep red snow.

Still the tone of pretending to be pitiful and playing rascal.

"Little master, do you really...don't care about me?"