The daily life of the retired devil

Shen Cijing didn't sleep for too long, but he woke up after about two hours.

At this time, the sky was pitch black, with no stars, no moon, no light, but his arms were warm, and his long breath brushed past his neck, tickling Shen Cijing's heart.

Shen Cijing came back to his senses, secretly regretting his slackness, and angrily wanted to wake up this cheeky guy who occupied his bed, but it was too dark at the moment, and as soon as his hand fell on the other party, It was found that the touch of the hands was wrong.

Shen Cijing was startled, and quickly withdrew his hands, his face was hot and he was ashamed.

He shook hands that were a little hot, and secretly built himself up psychologically: "Everyone is a man, so if you touch it, you can touch it. It's no big deal."

After completing the psychological construction, Shen Cijing rallied, and reached out to shake the other party awake, but the person in his arms just turned over in a daze, so his hand fell on the other party's body without warning. on the nape of the neck.

The tentacles are warm... no, hot?

Shen Cijing suddenly withdrew his hand and stared at his own hand. After a while, he tried to reach out again, and then he was sure - the temperature on the other party's body was normal, but his own was abnormal.

hateful!hateful!

Shen Cijing became furious and got up to leave: You are not leaving, are you?If you don't go, I will go!

Shen Cijing went to the study, closed the door, and lit the lamp.When he sat down behind the desk, a hidden guard had already appeared before his desk.

At this moment, Shen Ci's face was cold and serious, and he could no longer see the shame and annoyance before.

"Have you found out the whereabouts of those letters?" Shen Cijing asked in a deep voice.

A few days ago, Shen Cijing, who wanted to hurt the Xiongnu so that he would not dare to commit any more crimes, had to stop his pursuit of victory and return to the capital under the emperor's seven consecutive edicts.

But on the way to the capital, Shen Cijing's people accidentally encountered a dead man, and rescued half of the broken letter from the other party.From the lines in this half-broken letter, it can be seen that the person who wrote the letter should be someone from the capital city, but the recipient is the Xiongnu tribe originally in the grassland!

——This is actually a letter of collaboration with the enemy!

In the past few days, Shen Cijing has been ordering his subordinates to thoroughly investigate the letter and the identity of the writer.But Shen Cijing's move was just to be sure, and he had already guessed all this in his heart.

The hidden guard below didn't notice anything, and only said: "This subordinate has found clues, but I'm not sure..."

"Why?"

The hidden guard hesitated for a moment, and said, "Because that clue points to Mr. Gu."

·

When Xie Feiyan woke up, he found that the people around him were gone.

At this time, the sky had not yet turned white. According to the season, it should be ugly time, that is, around two o'clock in the morning, but Xie Feiyan touched his side, and the bedding was already completely cold.

"Woke up really early..." Xie Feiyan yawned lazily, "I will definitely change my working hours in the future."

Start at [-]:[-] in the morning, wait outside the temple at [-]:[-], go to court at [-]:[-], go to court early if you are lucky, and work from morning to night if you are unlucky... This is not work, it is physical work!

In addition, the old emperor was the founding emperor, and he wanted to keep his name in history. He was afraid that later generations would comment on him and say, "Oh, he is the martial artist who can only fight." In ten days, one court is changed to sitting court every day.He himself was able to persevere, but many civil servants with poor health were forced to return to their hometowns because of him.

"This shows how urgent it is to popularize labor laws."

After muttering a few words, Xie Feiyan got up quickly and went back to the East Palace. After perfunctory the little eunuch Shunde, he went up to court in a serious manner.

In the court hall, Xie Feiyan, as the legitimate prince and the next emperor, naturally stood closest to the old emperor, followed by important court officials and important officials from all walks of life.

Shen Cijing, as the general and the Duke of the state, is standing at a place where Xie Feiyan can see at a glance, but these days, the two of them have not met a single eye in the court hall, as if they have never known each other—to Shen From Ci Jing's point of view, they should not be regarded as acquaintances, but to Xie Feiyan, he was unwilling to meet Shen Cijing in this capacity.

Unspoken rules and the like are, after all, jokes.

Xie Feiyan didn't want Shen Cijing to recall the acquaintance of the two many years later, and found that there was a little bit of impurity in this relationship.

【It's as if you're not buying and selling by force now. 】

"Mute."

At this court meeting, the ministers of the main peace faction once again brought up the matter of negotiating peace with the Huns, and the ministers of the main war faction naturally objected fiercely again.

The peace faction and the war faction each have their own ideas: one says that the country has been in war for many years, and the treasury can't support the war for many years, and the people of Li also long for peace and can no longer withstand the twists and turns of war; They are cruel, and they don’t care about production. If they want to survive, they must fight. Even if we don’t fight in the past, they will fight. So instead of passively waiting for the Huns to plunder, why not take the initiative to attack and wipe out the Huns?

They insisted on their own opinions, and they almost didn't argue.

The old emperor looked at this scene calmly, and did not persuade him. He only looked at Shen Cijing when the noise of these people died down, and said kindly: "Whether it is war or peace, what does Shen Aiqing think?"

At this moment, all eyes were on Shen Cijing.

Xie Feiyan finally looked at him openly for the first time.

Countless thoughts passed through Shen Cijing's mind.

Those seven edicts calling him back to the capital, the secret letter to communicate with the Huns, the clues pointing to the master and Paigu, the emperor sitting on the dragon chair...all of these are actually showing him a secret. Answer.

As long as he says that answer, everyone will be happy.

—but he would never accept it.

Shen Cijing came out and said in a deep voice, "Wei Chen's answer is always the same."

"Oh?" The emperor on the dragon chair looked confused.

Shen Cijing said: "Discord, war."

·

After facing down, Xie Feiyan stood in front of the hall, with his hands lightly folded in his sleeves, fixedly watching Shen Cijing's back as he went away.

He suddenly discovered that the memory of the original owner was actually not that reliable.

Because although Shen Cijing is indeed a bit stupid and has never been on guard against people close to him, it can be seen from the scene just now that the old emperor is definitely not someone close to him, and it is impossible for him to underestimate the old emperor. fear, it is even more impossible to drink the poisoned wine given by the old emperor without knowing it.

That being the case, Shen Cijing will naturally not die as the original owner remembered, but feign death!

But here comes the question - where was the original owner during the period when he was imprisoned and then given to death?What is he doing again?

And what has Shen Cijing achieved now?

"I need to go faster..." Xie Feiyan muttered to himself, "I'm still too slow..."

Xie Feiyan originally thought that his actions were fast, at least he was sure that he could kick the old emperor off before he could attack Shen Cijing.

But now it seems that his actions are still slow, because he has grasped the wrong point from the beginning: in the case of the old emperor's persecution of the general of Zhenguo, the real key point is not actually the old emperor with ulterior motives. And in Shen Cijing, the seemingly loyal general of Zhenguo.

The persecution of the old emperor was impossible to succeed, but Shen Cijing's departure was already expected and smooth.If Xie Feiyan was a step slower, but he couldn't change Shen Cijing's thoughts after he settled the old emperor, making Shen Cijing feel disheartened, and after all, he still had the idea of ​​leaving the court, then what should he do?

If Shen Cijing left, the sea of ​​people would be vast, where would he go to find him?

Xie Feiyan lowered his eyes to hide the cold light in them.

"Be quicker..."

There can be no more slack, no more relaxation... He will clear away these obstacles as quickly as possible, extinguish all fires at the source, and let Shen Cijing stay in Chaoyang for a long time without realizing it. Don, stay with him.

Shen Cijing wants to stay.

Shen Cijing had to stay.

Because he will never let go.