His Majesty And Ministers

Near the evening, the soldiers guarding the city gate will report that Xu Ming's 10,000+ troops have stationed in Qingzhou City, which is only a few hundred miles away from Yingzhou.

Jing Ye pondered in the room for a while, made up his mind, and said: "It's better to send people to guard around Xing Qiye's residence first, and see what his plans are before making a decision. I'm just afraid that his martial arts is so strong that he is easy to detect."

Le Zhenghuan saw that he was in a dilemma, and said: "Don't worry about it, some of Pingyue's riders are good lurkers, although they are powerless to resist them head-on, but it is still safe to spy around his other garden and watch their movements in and out."

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble your subordinates." Jing Ye pressed his temples, with a bit of doubt in his expression, "But why did he come to Yingzhou City? No matter how good his martial arts skills are, he can't Difficult to defeat a hundred thousand troops."

Or is it because of the events of the past?

Although this Xing Qiye has a weird temper and moody, he is also a pitiful person.Back then, he was an official of the imperial court, but because of a wrong step during the coup d'etat, he was thrown into prison by the empress. His brother's family and his wife died of illness in prison. When his wife died, there was an eight-month-old child in her belly.

Later, he did not die, but was released from prison, and he has not been heard from for more than ten years. When he returned to the capital, he had already become a rebel assassin who attempted to assassinate the Queen. He was locked in a dungeon for several years, crazy and foolish, Sometimes the mind is clear and sometimes the language is crazy.

After Jing Ye's father ascended the throne, for some unknown reason, he still released this man.

These old things, false and true, are recorded in the account books of Qingyu Pavilion, how Xing Qiye changed from a weak scholar to a master of martial arts, and how he got on the line with Xu Ming again, Why did he secretly sneak into Yingzhou City after cultivating an iron guard for him.

Jing Ye sighed and raised his heart.

At nightfall, Feng Ling was invited to visit, and Mr. Xing took him to the waterside pavilion by the lake in his mansion, where he set up a table for drinking.

Logically, Mr. Xing is an elder, so he shouldn't sit on an equal footing with Feng Ling, but he insisted on inviting Feng Ling to sit up, and urged him to drink again and again, Feng Ling couldn't thank her, so he had to drink two glasses.

After another glass of wine, Mr. Xing held the glass and said with a smile, "Qing Sheng, you and I are both scholars, aren't we?"

Feng Ling was slightly startled, and felt that he had something to say, so she said: "Old Madam Xing is too modest."

Mr. Xing shook his head and said, "Listen to me, I, Xing Zheng, spent the first half of my life as a weak scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken. I thought that I could live and rule the world with the help of those volumes of sage books, haha!... who knows He was murdered halfway, his wife and children were separated, his family was destroyed, and he... himself..."

Feng Ling was surprised by what he said at first, but then saw that he became more and more excited, and his face also showed a sad, angry and ferocious expression, feeling that something was wrong, she got up and said: "Senior..."

"You sit down." Elder Xing turned his head to look at him, his eyes brightened, but this appearance, no matter how you look at it, is full of madness.

"You are of the blood of my Xing family. Back then I endured humiliation and entrusted you to Mrs. Feng. Now that you are an adult, you are determined... definitely not to be that lowly maid of Zhao Ziying (the queen's name)..."

"Senior, be careful!"

Feng Ling finally realized that something was wrong, but she never expected that this old Xing would utter wild words, in a state of madness.

"You don't believe me?" Elder Xing stood up with a cane, and said with a smile on his lips, "I was captured by a lowly maid, and someone told me that my eldest brother's child did not die young, but was smuggled out of prison. At that time, I I could escape from the capital, but I met a couple surnamed Feng outside the city, and begged me to save them and the baby in their arms, saying that the baby was the son of Lord Censor Xing, and there was a token to prove it.”

"That couple is your current parents."

Feng Ling frowned, took a step back and said: "Senior's words are ridiculous, but this junior can't believe it. It's already getting late, so this junior will take his leave."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked back. He only took two steps when he heard the old man behind him laughing and saying, "Hahahaha...where are you going?"

Fengling suddenly felt the strength of the alcohol surge, her eyes were blurred, the world was spinning, and she fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, her eyelids gradually became swollen, and she fell into a coma.

Jing Ye was sitting beside the cage covered with a thin blanket, stroking the paper of the newspaper with his fingers, silent.

Ye Mao stepped into the room and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Lin is back, and I have something to see Your Majesty."

Jing Ye said: "Quickly let him in."

Ye Mao bent over: "Yes." After finishing speaking, he went out, and after a while, Lin Xiaosheng came in with his hands in his sleeves, wearing a sable cloak with gold thorns. He had beautiful eyebrows and a tall figure, but now he looked a little more stern and graceful. Outstanding.

Lin Xiaosheng said: "Your Majesty, an official in the city disappeared an hour ago."

Jing Ye paused, raised his head and said, "Who?"

Lin Xiaosheng said: "Hanlin attendant... Bachelor Feng."

Jing Ye's hand holding the pen trembled, and his wrist sleeve fell into the inkstone, stained with large ink stains.

The two of them hadn't finished speaking, only to hear the door creak and open again, and the young man in red clothes strode in. He was only one step behind Lin Xiaosheng. When he came in, he heard Lin Xiaosheng say that Fengling was missing, so he said, "Qi Xing also It’s gone without a trace, I’m afraid it’s taken people out of the city.”

Jing Ye stood up and said: "At this time the gate of the city has been sealed, and the advance people surrounded Xing Qiye's residence and searched the mansion to see if anyone stayed behind."

He was shocked when he heard that an official was missing, not to mention that it was Feng Ling who disappeared. He got up and ordered Ye Mao to prepare the car, but Lin Xiaosheng stopped him and said: "I have sent someone to do it. It is late at night and the dew is heavy. Your Majesty, take care of yourself." Then he took off his cloak, covered Jing Ye, and fastened it.

This action was so intimate that Young Master Le stared at him.

Lin Xiaosheng's fingers were icy cold, touching Jing Ye's neck, there was a little bit of coolness, which could calm people's hearts.Jing Ye clenched and loosened his hands, the anxiety in his heart gradually calmed down, he gathered his cloak, and quickly stepped out of the house to get into the carriage.

Le Zhenghuan slowly followed behind the crowd, and seeing Jing Ye got into the carriage, he got on the horse himself.The cavalry behind him stepped forward and whispered something, Le Zhenghuan said: "No need, you all go back." The cavalry led the order to retreat.

He already knew that Feng Ling had a relationship with Xing Qiye, but he was too lazy to mention it. He had heard about the entanglement between Xing Qiye and Feng's family from his father, and he would not do his own business to intervene. Wouldn't it be hard to get rid of them when they came to your door?Secondly...Jing Ye cares too much about Feng Ling.

It makes people uncomfortable just thinking about it.

The carriage and guards in front had gone far away, Le Zhenghuan pulled his horse and followed slowly.

Feng Ling was taken away overnight in a daze, and when she woke up the next day, she found herself in a forbidden room with all the doors and windows locked.After a while, two people came in and delivered some food, and when they were about to talk to them, they were shocked to find that the mouths of these people were empty and their tongues were cut.

The two of them retreated to the side after setting up the meal. He knew that he was a prisoner, so he ate his meal calmly. After the meal, he straightened his clothes and sat quietly at the table. Said: "I'll ask you again, will you follow me?"

Feng Ling said: "It's ridiculous."

Old Xing was angry, but he still suppressed himself and said: "You are still obsessed."

Feng Ling said: "You let me out, let me go back to the capital and ask my parents, the truth will naturally come to light."

Old Xing's eyes were ruthless, and he said, "If your parents are willing to admit it, will you follow me?"

Feng Ling glanced over at the dumb servant standing beside her, and secretly sighed that this man cut his mouth and tongue, it was really vicious.On the face, he remained calm, no matter how Ren Xing Qiye turned right and wrong, he just kept silent.

Xing Qiye saw that he refused to enter, and said harshly: "You refuse to recognize me, okay, if you deny me for a day, I will lock you up for a day, at worst, I will kill you unfilial son with my own hands, and then you will be punished in Huangquan." Big brother kowtows to apologize!"

Over the past few days, Seventh Master Xing came to ask questions every day, but Feng Ling never said a word.He was trapped in a small wing room, sitting all day long, and sometimes it was so hard that he dipped his fingers in water and drew on the table.

Xing Qiye's mind is really abnormal, he often gets angry suddenly, and the tables and stools in the room are easily smashed to pieces by him.Seeing this, Feng Ling still looked normal, he never believed what Elder Xing said.

When Mr. Xing came in that day, Feng Ling was drawing on the table with her finger, when she heard the door being pushed open, she hurriedly wiped off the water stains on the table. With a swing of the stick.

Feng Ling only felt something flashing in front of her eyes with a strong wind, and suddenly her calf felt a sharp pain, and she knelt down on the ground with her knees bent.

Xing Lao actually broke his calf bone.

"Evil son! You actually recognize a thief as your father!"

There was cold sweat on Feng Ling's forehead, but her expression was calm and calm.The broken leg, piercing into the flesh and blood, was extremely painful. He, a frail scholar, couldn't even groan, and endured it all his life.

Feng Ling propped her palms on the ground and said with a smile: "Senior has learned martial arts all over, but he has forgotten all the books he has read. My father is a veteran of two dynasties. He has been an official for more than [-] years. Common people, how can you use the word 'thief'?"

Mr. Xing was startled by his endurance. After a long while, as if he had exhausted all his energy, he retracted his crutches and said, "You...very good. I'll give you half a month to think about it. After half a month, if you still don't wake up, just wait and see." Let's die violently."

Feng Ling pulled the corners of her mouth into a smile, the pain seemed to have eased, her eyes turned black, and she fell down.

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☆, the good story

This is a small town in the south of the Yangtze River with beautiful scenery. Nearly the end of the new year, the usually windy and quiet long street is also full of noise and laughter.

Pedestrians are mostly dressed in new clothes made for the New Year.In the process of coming and going, the two children with pink make-up and jade-like decorations, the small jade-like children are particularly eye-catching. Behind them are two people, one has picturesque eyebrows, and the other is handsome and graceful Chic, it was Le Zhenghuan and Lu Baizang.

Jing Xiaoyun patronized the dim sum that Uncle Lu made for him, gnawed with one left hand and the other with the right, and did not respond to the gazes of the people around her.Zhao Yue was younger, but he was very quiet, his eyes as black as glazed glass quietly watched the crowd passing by.

The two adults acted seemingly casually, but the surrounding pedestrians never got within three feet of the two children.

Le Zhenghuan glanced at the crowd looking back around, frowned and said: "It's fine to run around the house, I have to come here."

Lu Baizang lazily said: "You have to take cats and dogs out to let the wind out from time to time, so bear with it."

He dared to say that here, if Jing Ye heard that his precious nephew was compared to cats and dogs, someone might not even think about going to the dragon bed for half a month.

Jing Ye has not been in charge of government affairs since last year. His health is too poor, and now he has to recuperate a little bit. The daily government affairs are left to Gu Hong and Lin Xiaosheng to take care of them unless they are of great importance.

The weather in the south of the Yangtze River is mild, and Jing Ye simply visited Heyun Town privately for the winter, not only because it is suitable for nourishing the body, but also for another reason.

Jing Xiaoyun gnawed and gnawed, and was suddenly attracted by a brightly colored and beautiful thing. She took a few steps forward, opened her small mouth slightly, and looked eagerly at the sugar figurines in the shop.

Lu Baizang glanced at the row of sugar figures, leaned over and patted Jing Xiaoyun's head to coax him, "Be good, baby, you can't eat this dirt."

Jing Xiaoyun looked up at him, one big one and one small one looked at each other for a long time, seeing that Lu Baizang really didn't intend to agree, so she pursed her mouth and her eyes began to water with tears.

Lu Baizang frowned, he had a lot of tricks to deal with adults who were thinking all kinds of times, but he couldn't do anything with these little elves and ghosts.

Le Zhenghuan was more direct, snorted coldly and stepped forward to hug Zhao Yue who was standing beside him, who immediately hugged the leg of the sugar man's table to show his support for his elder brother.

Le Zhenghuan's movements froze, the child's body was delicate, what if it was broken?

The adults and the children stared at each other for a long time, but Lu Baizang was the first to retreat, beckoning to the shopkeeper, "Do you have sugar people here?"

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands and ran over. He was first surprised by the outstanding appearance of the two father and son couples, and then hurriedly said: "The samples here are all uneatable. It's Chinese New Year, and the sugar figurines are sold out, really. sorry."

Le Zhenghuan finally picked up Zhao Yue and said, "Then go buy it elsewhere."

A few people then went to another store, and they were all sold out.

Lu Baizang lowered his head helplessly and said to Jing Xiaoyun: "Look, there are no more, let's go home, okay?"

Jing Xiaoyun's big eyes were watery, looking back at him.

Lu Baizang: "..."

So they went back to the shop at the beginning, Jing Xiaoyun and Zhao Yue sat side by side on the bench, and the two adults sat at the table, pinching sugar.

Lu Baizang's culinary skills are very good, he can make sugar easily, and even his gestures are extremely smooth and beautiful.

Le Zhenghuan was clumsy with his hands and feet. Although martial arts practitioners were just right, but for some reason, the person he created was... extremely ugly.

Le Zhenghuan slapped the sugar figurine on the table, and the formed sugar figurine was shaken into powder under his palm, and said angrily: "Why are you here making a sugar figurine to take care of the children? Li Tingqiu can take Aye for a swim?" Garden!"

The desktop was silent.

Jing Xiaoyun was obedient, knowing that Uncle Le was in a bad mood, she honestly didn't dare to speak out.At this time Zhao Yueyue spoke up.

He stretched out his fat paw, pointed at the powder, and said softly, "Ah... I want to eat this sugar silver."

Le Zhenghuan: "..."

At this time, Jing Ye was following Li Tingqiu slowly across the corridor, stepping on the snow and walking through the plum forest with snow-covered branches.

Jing Ye said: "The old lady is from Jiangnan?"

Li Tingqiu pushed aside the plum branch that touched the brim of Jing Ye's hat, and said, "Grandmother's ancestral home is here. Later, she married and moved to the north, and she still misses this house. After I was ten years old, she moved back here and settled down. It's north."

Jing Ye smiled and said, "Nostalgia is a good thing."

Li Tingqiu slightly turned his face to the side, his gaze always fixed on Jing Ye.On weekdays, everyone gathers together to accompany Jing Ye, or two or three people together.

It is rare like now that the other party only looks at me and speaks only to me.

Although it is said that when the Son of Heaven bestows grace, he must receive the rain and dew evenly, but people always have an insatiable desire to possess the one they love deeply.

The two were chatting casually, when they met two young maids, one of them walked over with a bottle of red plums talking and laughing, saw Li Tingqiu busy and said, "Master, Young Master Jing."

Li Tingqiu said: "Where are you going with the plum blossoms in your arms?"

One of the maidservants smiled and said: "The plum blossoms are so beautiful. We cut a bottle and are about to send it to the old lady's room, but there is still work to do. Could you please drop by the young master and young master?"

Jing Ye said: "Okay." He reached out and took the beauty bottle with the bright red plum in the girl's hand, and hugged it in his arms.

The maids thanked them with blessings, smiled and retreated elsewhere.

Holding flowers in his hands, Jing Ye and Li Tingqiu came to Mrs. Li's bedroom.

The old man is more than eighty years old, and his sanity is a little unclear, but he still recognizes his grandson.Just seeing Jing Ye behind Li Tingqiu, he was slightly taken aback, and said, "Which family is this girl from?"

The maid who served the old lady burst into a smile, and said: "The old lady is wrong, there is no girl, this is Mr. Jing."

Jing Ye wore a cape made of orangutan felt. The old man was dazzled and couldn't see his face clearly. When he looked closely, he was a handsome young man with a tall and slender figure.

The old lady looked at Jing Ye, and thought of something, blinked her eyes, shed tears, and said to Li Tingqiu: "Your aunt also likes to wear red clothes in snowy weather, and often picks flowers to make me happy, this child is very happy." like him..."

The maid hurriedly laughed and said, "It's wrong again, the second master is the young master's uncle, how could he become an aunt?"

The old lady scolded her and said, "Kids are not allowed to talk nonsense." She waved to Jing Ye and said, "You, child, come here."

Jing Ye took a look at Li Tingqiu, handed the plum branch to the maid, and said, "Old lady?"

The old lady caressed his cheeks with her skinny fingers, and her eyes were full of tears. Even though she was old, she could still see from her facial features how beautiful she was when she was young.

The old man looked at Jing Ye carefully for a while, with a smile on his face: "He is a good-looking child, and he looks gentle."

She lowered her head, and with trembling fingers, she took off the golden lotus and silk bracelet on her wrist, and handed it to Jing Ye.

"Good boy, I will hand over the pavilion official to you."

Jing Ye glanced at Li Tingqiu with a smile, and gently held the old man's hand.

The old lady felt tired after sitting for a while, so she went to the back room to take a nap.Jing Ye and Li Tingqiu exited the room and returned along the original road.

Jing Ye spread his hand, revealing the silk gold bracelet lying on his palm, and joked, "The dowry is ready, Miss Li, why don't we choose a date to get married?"

Li Tingqiu kept silent, and after taking two steps, he suddenly grabbed his wrist, and pressed his slightly cold lips to it, Jing Ye grabbed the back of his head, and the two kissed in the melting snow.

In the dim sum shop on the other side of the town, Le Zhenghuan secretly chose the most acceptable sugar figurine from the made ones, wrapped it up and hid it in his arms.

Zhao Yue took a bunch of shapeless jelly in his hand, put it to his mouth and licked it, sticking out his tongue so sweetly.

"Ah... oh woo."