Tyrant's Secret

Zhan Yanchu sat in the carriage, raised his head and sighed.

Originally, he didn't let his father go because he was afraid that his father's straightforward and rigid way of speaking would make Ling Jue unhappy, but he didn't expect that his trip would make Ling Jue even more furious.

Ling Jue, she must really hate herself!Otherwise, how could you be so angry?

He said compensation, compensation for what?For Ling Jue, is the matter between them really that unbearable?

Zhan Yanchu smiled wryly, but Lingjue, do you know that, as far as I'm concerned, I can have you, even if it's just for one night...

Zhan Yanchu closed his eyes in pain.

Maybe, it's good to propose a marriage, at least you can cut off your unreasonable thoughts.

"How's it going?" Zhan Gu asked as soon as Zhan Yanchu came back.

At the beginning of the banquet, he shook his head slightly.

Zhan Gu frowned and scolded: "Tsk, you must have offended His Majesty with your clumsy mouth. I should have gone there myself if I had known."

"Yes, father, the child is incompetent." Zhan Yanchu smiled helplessly, pondered for a while, and took a deep breath: "Now that things have come to an end, the only option is to go to the Dou Mansion to propose marriage."

Zhan Gu snorted coldly: "Have you decided?"

"kindness."

Zhan Gu was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Then that girl..."

Zhan Yanchu interrupted him, and said with a smile: "Father, don't worry, there is no girl in my heart."

Zhan Gu looked at Zhan Yanchu's firm face with a strong smile, sighed, didn't persuade him anymore, and waved to Chang Fu: "Chang Fu, go down and get ready."

Zhan Yanchu rode a horse and numbly followed Zhan Gu's carriage on the way to Dou Mansion.

Are you going to propose marriage?

Once married, will there be no more hope for Ling Jue?No, there was no hope at all.

He clenched the tight rope in his hand.

But why do you still feel so sad?He didn't have much interaction with Ling Jue Mingming, how could he care about that person so much, more than he imagined.

The pair of dark eyes covered with mist under the flower god tree that day flashed in my mind again. There was no arrogance, no viciousness, only endless sadness.Just that one glance was enough to convince him that he would never be so moved by anyone or anything in this life except Ling Jue.

It turned out that when I saw him in the Flower God Temple that day, had he already fallen to this point?

Flower Temple...

He suddenly turned his horse's head and shouted to Zhan Gu who was sitting in the carriage beside him, "Father, my child has something urgent to do, so I'll be away for a while. You take a step first."

Zhan Gu opened the sedan chair curtain, glanced at the back of Zhan Yanchu who was leaving in a hurry on a horse, and snorted, "Qi, brat..."

At the beginning of the exhibition banquet, he rode a horse to the Temple of Flowers.

The Flower Festival is over, and there are not many people in the Flower Temple.The sun shrouded the entire ancient temple, making this quiet temple even more sacred.

It is here, emotional, and it should be here, nirvana.

At the beginning of the banquet, he tied the horse outside the temple, dusted off the dust on his body, and walked in solemnly.

There is only one old nun in the temple, sitting cross-legged on the mat with her eyes closed, muttering some scriptures.Zhan Yanchu didn't dare to disturb her, he walked lightly to the side mat and knelt down, folded his hands together, and prayed to the god statue.

The old nun recited a round of scriptures, put down the wooden fish, and looked at Zhan Yanchu: "Amitabha, is the benefactor asking for marriage?"

At the beginning of the banquet, he bowed to the teacher and smiled slightly: "No, I only want one person to be safe."

"Since the benefactor has a heart, why doesn't he ask for marriage?"

Zhan Yanchu smiled wryly: "There should be absolutely no possibility between me and him."

"The sea of ​​people is vast, and it is possible to meet and know each other. Why should the benefactor make a conclusion like this?"

The old nun got up slowly, and actually went to fetch pen, ink and paper for the banquet.

At the beginning of the banquet, he was both surprised and terrified, looked at those objects, and hurriedly said: "Master, this..."

But the old nun said with a faint smile: "The marriage is predestined, benefactor, it doesn't hurt to give it a try."

Looking at the old nun's smile at the beginning of the exhibition, his heart inexplicably calmed down, and he said: "Okay."

When Zhan Yan first picked up the pen, he was still a little dazed, but when he wrote Ling Jue's name stroke by stroke on the paper, he became more determined. If he was discovered, it would inevitably be another fatal disaster, right?

Zhan Yanchu went straight to the backyard of the Flower God Temple, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the Flower God tree.

At the beginning of the exhibition, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile, and he murmured with a smile: "Empress of the Flower God, you really played a big joke on me. However, even if there is no fate, I still thank you for giving me this affair. I don’t want anything else at first, but in the future, I only wish you to bless him, be healthy and happy, and have no more worries.”

At the beginning of the exhibition banquet, when he was about to leave the temple after tying the colored notes, the old nun suddenly stopped him and said, "Hold on, almsgiver."

Zhan Yanchu hurriedly stopped, and asked respectfully: "Is there anything else Master can order?"

The old nun fetched a long box, stepped forward and handed it to Zhan Yanchu.

When Zhanyan opened it for the first time, it turned out to be a sachet inside.

The old nun explained: "This sachet contains the petals of the flower god tree, which can be given to my sweetheart to refresh her mind and keep her healthy, and keep her safe."

At the beginning of the banquet, he took the sachet and bowed gratefully: "Thank you, Mrs.

Pu Huaiyan accepted Ling Jue's promise, and specially took someone to the prison to have a look, in order to prevent Dou Kun from getting in the way. Who knows, two days have passed, and the two major generals are still safe and sound.I went to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to investigate, only to find that Dou Kun had done nothing, neither made things difficult for anyone, nor bribed the Ministry of Criminal Justice to take the opportunity to impose a heavy sentence.

Pu Huaiyan was a little confused, Dou Kun would never be able to correct his evil ways, it must be some way that Zhan Yan had thought of at the beginning.However, His Majesty did not agree to him at that time, who was he looking for?In this court, apart from His Majesty, who else has more face than Dou Kun?

Pu Huaiyan was about to go back, when on the way he happened to meet Zhan Yanchu who was on duty in the palace again, so he stopped him: "Master General Zhan."

"Pandelion." Zhan Yan first saw Pu Huaiyan and hurried over.

Pu Huaiyan asked in a low voice: "The matter of the two young masters of Meng and Lu has been resolved by Major General Zhan?"

Zhan Yan Chu smiled and said, "Thank you, Eunuch, for your concern, everything is fine now."

Pu Huaiyan asked in surprise, "Who can I ask for?"

Zhan Yanchu smiled awkwardly, and said, "I didn't ask anyone, but I went to Dou's house to propose marriage."

"So..." Pu Huaiyan remembered that Dou Kun still had a daughter who was at the age of marriage, so her mood was a little complicated.Dou Kun's treacherous minister was originally a powerful minister, and now that he has such a pillar as Zhan Yanchu as his son-in-law, it may be even more difficult for His Majesty to get rid of him.

At the beginning of the exhibition, he didn't notice Pu Huaiyan's thoughts, but asked: "Pandong Gong, Your Majesty... is he alright?"

Seeing Zhan Yanchu's sincere appearance, Pu Huaiyan was relieved, and replied: "Young General Zhan, don't worry, His Majesty just misunderstood you that day, and soon calmed down after knowing the whole story."

"In this way, the lower official will feel relieved." Zhan Yanchu smiled gratifiedly, as if thinking of something, raised his head and looked at Pu Huaiyan.

"Since there is nothing wrong, General Zhan will continue to be on duty, our family will go back first." Pu Huaiyan made a gesture to leave.

"Eunuch, wait a minute." At the beginning of the banquet, he called Pu Huaiyan to stop him.

Pu Huaiyan stopped in his tracks and looked at him.

Zhan Yanchu took out a long box from his sleeve, stared at it deeply for a moment, finally presented it to Pu Huaiyan, and said solemnly: "I beg your father-in-law to pass this on to Your Majesty."

Pu Huaiyan was a little surprised.

Zhan Yanchu lowered his eyes guiltily, and added: "Last time, your Majesty was disturbed by a clumsy mouth, and I am very sorry. The nun in the Qifeng Temple gave this sachet to the official. I heard that it has the effect of refreshing and calming the mind. Therefore, I specially dedicate it to His Majesty as an apology."

Seeing that Zhan Yanchu was so considerate to His Majesty, Pu Huaiyan was very pleased, he raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then leave it to our family."

Ling Jue sat in front of the dragon case and wrote the memorial, but it was difficult to concentrate as usual, and the pen in his hand would stop for a while from time to time.

Did he treat him too much when he got up that morning when he met Zhan Yanchu?He was indiscriminate like that, and he was furious at him...

Ling Jue involuntarily smiled wryly in his heart.It's rare for a fool who is not afraid of himself to be scared away by himself again.

Pu Gonggong stood aside and asked, "Does Your Majesty have something on your mind?"

It was only then that Ling Jue realized that his mind had been distracted, and quickly collected his mind, pretending to be indifferent: "It's just that I'm sleepy. It's nothing important."

"Then take a rest, Your Majesty." Pu Huaiyan persuaded.

Looking at those memorials, Ling Jue hesitated, but thinking that he was restless at the moment and might not be able to concentrate, he nodded slightly and said, "That's fine."

Ling Jue took off his outer robe, leaned on Longta and closed his eyes to rest.

Pu Gonggong brought up a box, leaned forward and said, "Your Majesty, this is delivered to you by General Zhan, entrusted by the old minister."

Ling Jue opened his eyes when he heard the words, but he didn't feel sleepy at all for a moment.He propped his head on the bed with one hand, and lazily took it with the other. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes narrowed with interest.

At the beginning of the banquet, was he... very courageous?The last time I lost my temper with him so much, how dare I come to beg him?

After taking the box, Ling Jue slowly opened it, only thinking that since he was pleading for someone's life, there might be some treasure in the box.

After opening it, I saw only one sachet lying quietly in it.The fragrance of the sachet was fresh and pleasant, and the surface was embroidered with a pair of lifelike mandarin ducks with gold thread. It was exquisite, but it was by no means a treasure.

Ling Jue was a little confused.The virtuous ministers of the past dynasties also used some subtle methods to plead for orders when they encountered an autocratic monarch.Does this sachet have any deep meaning?What is Zhan Yanchu alluding to by this sachet?

He picked up the sachet, stared at it carefully for a long while, but couldn't understand what it meant, so he asked Pu Huaiyan, "What is the purpose of him giving this girl's things?"

Pu Gonggong leaned forward and explained: "Young General Zhan only said that last time his clumsiness disturbed His Majesty, he felt very sorry. The nun in the temple gave him a sachet. Hearing that it has the effect of refreshing the mind, he offered it I apologize to His Majesty."

Ling Jue was a little surprised, his eyes moved slightly, and he said uncomfortably, "He...will not intercede for his two friends?"

Pu Huaiyan said, "Major General Zhan has a solution for that matter."

"The method?" Ling Jue looked at the delicate sachet, and couldn't help combing the slender tassels under the sachet with his fingers: "What method?"

"Master General Zhan has already proposed marriage to Miss Dou's family."

Ling Jue froze, her fair and slender fingers stopped between the big red tassels.