Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

Ruomuji is a brother of a different race that Feng Lin met in the years outside the customs. "Ruomuji" is not his first and last name, but a code name passed down from generation to generation by his family, which means "iron shield" in Qiang language.Each generation of Ruomuji is a solid shield standing in front of the leader of the Qiang people. This code name is like fate, which is immersed in the blood of the family.

Feng Lin was only ten years old when he was expelled from customs. He could grit his teeth against hunger and severe cold, but he was helpless in front of the elusive wolves.Ruomuji rescued him by waving a torch, and for a long time after that, he played the role of brother and protector.

And then, after Feng Lin had tempered his persevering character and strong physique in the wind and sand outside the pass, he stood side by side with Ruomuji, winning every life-and-death battle together, as well as their absolute trust in each other.That scar on the left brow bone is exactly how it came about.

Ten years later, Feng Lin never expected to see his old friend again in the capital.Surprised, they regained the brotherhood scattered in the vastness of the world by virtue of their youthful posture.

"Good Ah Lin, I heard a lot about your deeds when I was outside the customs, and I still can't believe that the powerful prince in the rumors is you——you have really changed a lot."

If Muji was telling the truth, the ruthlessness he saw in Feng Lin at that time seemed to be for self-protection, but also for self-destruction. In short, it was like a bottomless abyss, which was frightening.But now, Feng Lin has received a ray of light from nowhere, pushing away the gloom, and turning into a lovely lake in winter.

"There's a saying in the Central Plains," Ruomuji stopped and thought for a while, and said very seriously, "For three days after a farewell, you should see each other."

Feng Lin laughed loudly, and put his arms around his shoulders: "That's called admiration. How have you been doing these years, how is Lan Yueer, is she married to the most powerful hunter in the whole clan?"

The girl named Lan Yue'er is the sister of Ruomuji's compatriots, the most stunning orchid in the [-] mountains, in Feng Lin's memory, she always smiles with crooked eyebrows, like the moon about to eclipse.During the days when Feng Lin was injured, she was the one who took good care of her and gave the boy mother-like compassion and care.

Hearing Lan Yueer's name, Ruomuji's pupils constricted, and he seemed to be in a trance for a moment.After a long meeting, his expression slowly returned to normal, shaking his shoulders and avoiding Feng Lin's approach calmly.

"She died, just last winter. The leader wants to expand the territory, and we are fighting with other tribes every day. We lost the battle, and Abba was captured and tortured to death by the enemy. Lan Yueer didn't want to be treated like a cow and a sheep. I sold it, and jumped off a cliff to commit suicide. It was at that time that I became the new Ruomuji."

Feng Lin suddenly lost his smile when he heard the words.

Every day in this world, there are people who go crazy for power. They stand under the scorching sun and bite, or hide in the dark to plot. Feng Lin suddenly feels extremely disgusted with these, as well as Ruomuji's seeming alienation at the moment.

"If the Qiang people are willing to live in peace and contentment, with the support of Dayan, they can still live a good life, but you are not satisfied." He gradually said coldly, "Your father is dead, Lan Yueer is dead, the ambition of the leader of the Qiang people More people will be killed. As Ruomuji, don't you want to turn back?"

Ruomuji was stunned for a few seconds, as if he had never considered this question.A few seconds later, he spoke in fluent Mandarin and said word by word: "Obedience is Ruomuji's bounden duty."

"Send the warriors of your clan to the tiger's mouth, and use the sacrifice of innocent people to frame others. Is this what you call your bounden duty?"

Feng Lin took a step back slowly, and put a distance between the two of them, "Tell me, who did you win over in order to pour dirty water on Hu Jingzhai?"

Ruomuji's eyes won't dodge, in a sense, his innocence is exactly the same as that of Lan Yueer.

"You know how much effort it took us to get here today," Ruomuji said, "I can't tell you the name of the nobleman."

Feng Lin's fingers behind his back lightly moved.

From this point of view, it is true that there are Qiang people in the court.He paused for a while, and changed the way of asking: "Those official seals affixed on the customs clearance documents are so realistic, which one of you wrote them?"

Ruomuji laughed quickly: "His Royal Highness, I advise you not to waste your time in vain. In view of past affection, if Muji doesn't want to lie, I can only tell you that the documents and official seals are all true. It is written by you Dayan people."

His voice was respectful, but Feng Lin could hear arrogance.On the day when Ruomuji became Ruomuji, this name created a moat between them that could never be crossed.

Feng Lin also laughed, and advised him kindly: "Even if you take down Hu Jingzhai, I still have Feng Lin. There is another saying in Zhongtu, how can others sleep soundly on the side of the couch, and get involved in such things as Dayan Jianghe?" , You really, don’t even think about it.”

This wrestling was going on secretly, and Quetta's drunken voice over there became more and more wild: "If you want me to say that the beauties of the Celestial Dynasty are all, they are all a group of beauties, and they will fall down when they are blown away. They are not attractive. Go, Bai Fuer, Show His Majesty the Emperor, how elegant our Qiang women are when they dance swords!"

A woman stood up in response, and from a distance, Feng Lin saw that the figure was tall and straight, like a glorious Longquan sword, releasing the inherent coldness.Feng Lin couldn't see the woman's face, but from Emperor Longkang's widening eyes, he vaguely guessed something.

"You, your name is Fo'er...do you know how to dance swords?"

Bai Fu'er answered neatly, she said: "Yes, but Fo'er can't dance for His Majesty right now."

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Fo'er doesn't have a sword in his hand, and the hall is full of sharp weapons, and there are very few that can catch my eyes. I'm afraid His Majesty won't reward you."

The little girl had such a big tone, the noise in the banquet stopped suddenly, and the audience was silent, but Emperor Longkang clapped his hands uncharacteristically and said with a smile: "Okay, good girl! You just say which one you like, I don't know." Is there any reward!"

When the woman turned around, all the veteran officials present during the Qingyuan period gasped, and even Feng Lin understood the reason for Emperor Longkang's involuntary gaffe.

"Your arrangement?" Feng Lin turned his face and asked.

There was no answer for a long time, Feng Lin turned his head, but saw Ruomuji's indifference seemed to be burning with renegade anger, his eyes suddenly became contradictory and painful.Feng Lin felt familiar with that appearance, and he only saw it when they met a strong enemy, which made Feng Lin couldn't help but have an absurd idea—as if Ruomuji wasn't trying to suppress some kind of emotion.

Instead, he fought against another soul living in the body.

Bai Fu'er walked two steps forward, poked forward with his slender fingers, and his clear voice was like an oriole's singing: "It is said that the seven-star blade is like a thunderbolt, and it is as bright as the river and sea. When it was stationed in Xiguan, it once blocked a million soldiers. I have admired the name for a long time, today I invite the old general to cut off his love, and dance with Buddha to entertain the monarch and his ministers."

"Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and the world is not allowed to see gray heads." Cang Lang raised his brows, looking very comfortable surrounded by Yingge and Yan's words, "Seven Star Blade killed many Xiao Xiao's lives for Da Yan, but now he is going to be taken by the enemy Playing with it at will, what kind of arrogance is the old general, how can he be willing!"

In contrast, Feng Lin's posture was as stiff as his face. Thinking of Wang Zhengxuan's trembling hand that couldn't hold the wine glass, he said solemnly: "That's right. If the saint let go of the conditions of the Qiang and Rong to rule Xiguan, not only It has laid a hidden danger for Dayan, and it is a great shame for the Wang family army. But if you don't agree, Nanyang——Why did you bring me here?"

"I've been nervous for a long time, so I'll bring you here to loosen the strings. Don't tell my teacher, it's the first time you've even set foot in a brothel." Cang Lang took the green radish branch thrown by the oiran, sniffed it at the end of his nose, and his eyes moved : "What about pure love, Your Highness."

Feng Lin's face became even uglier.

Cang Lang sleeved the green radish branches, kicked off the wooden clogs, and walked forward wearing clean socks like this, "The peace talks with the Qiang people must stop here and cannot go further. Otherwise, let alone talk about it, I will be embarrassed in front of me, and the little general Wang is here. Nanyang’s anti-Japanese war can’t be at ease either. What’s the cabinet’s attitude?”

Feng Lin said: "Hu Jingzhai's imprisonment has greatly disappointed the cabinet. He is the initiator of the "Golden Ou" policy. He is treated like this. It is hard to guarantee that the ministers will not speculate that the holy will has changed. From peace to today, there are constant rumors of appeasement. Come out, if this continues, I'm afraid it will become the "people's aspiration" of the court."

Even if he is reluctant, Feng Lin must admit that Hu Jingzhai has formed a certain "potential" in the past few decades. He hates forming parties for personal gain, but he has attracted many followers with his political views, and Chen Li is one of them.

The panic caused by Hu Jingzhai's disaster is invisible, and what has been eroded in the long run is the foundation of the court's good governance.The split in the cabinet sent a signal that Feng Lin would keep him no matter what.

Cang Lang picked up a seat by the window and sat down, not wanting to be served by the girls in the pavilion, leaning over to think for himself: "I brought you here for fun, we won't talk about state affairs today—what's wrong with Huaiying?"

Looking down along the bamboo fan, a huge wolf's head was crawling on the fence, its eyes were staring from sleepiness, and its tail was still sweeping behind.Anyway, I have never seen any kind of "wolf" in Jinying's flower formation, and it is not uncommon for Jiao'e to come and go, not to mention that this guy is no different from a wolf dog in spring.

Feng Lin sat down next to Mr., swept away his sleeves across the table, and said displeasedly: "Seeing that Tian'er leaves early and returns late, this is what he does when he is brought back. Since he has made meritorious service in Jiangning, Chi Xiao foolishly indulged him in a serious sentence. I can’t even hear it, it’s time to heal sooner or later.”

Cang Lang listened to his complaints, sitting in a loose posture, sticking his feet in clean socks along the side of Feng Lin's legs, with a half-smile: "Huaiying should be cured, and you can't escape. Don't ask yourself if you are a thief, you are a teacher." After a few days of discipline, how did your little highness become a gentleman on Liangshang?"

The soles of his feet slid into the indescribable place, tracing out a general shape through the patterns, and he felt the hardness wrapped in the softness when he stepped on it lightly.

"What about something, give it to me quickly."

In Feng Lin's bosom, there are slender and obedient green radish branches, on which there is the fragrance of the oiran's cloud temples, but he denies it: "I would like to give it to you, but there are so many people watching here, I'm afraid that my husband's new and old lovers will want to eat it if they see it. "

"Huh..." Cang Lang prolonged the end of the sound on purpose, and Feng Lin frowned with the strength of standing up suddenly, "Old love, where is it?"

"It should be the same person who spread rumors, tampered with the ticket plan, and secretly released secret documents to enter the customs." Feng Lin went back to business, but two fingers swam into the clean socks, touched the slender and beautiful ankles, and grabbed the A round one.

Cang Lang was going to say something, but Feng Lin suddenly moved with his hand, knocking his knee to the edge of the table, Cang Lang just groaned very softly.

"The Qiang people made up their minds to set up checkpoints. In fact, they want to intervene in the defense. Only in this way can they keep the business in the Xiguan Exchange Market. That name should be their biggest bargaining chip in this peace negotiation, and they will not throw it away easily. Sir, the mission is not ours. breakthrough."

"If the outside is like golden soup, then follow the inside." Cang Lang's feet were still pressing on the place where Feng Lin's blood was throbbing, and the tip of his eyes became hot.

The fragrant breeze on the four walls is slightly fragrant, and the silk and bamboo are pleasant to the ear. No one can see their wandering under the toga.Cang Lang changed into a comfortable posture, and the begonias were drooping on the back of his neck. "After all, there are not many people in the court who can get in touch with the cabinet proposal and the seal of the chief assistant official at the same time. Well, isn't that just one?"

The author says:

When I wrote the first two chapters, I originally planned to use misunderstandings to promote the development of the plot, but after a long time of hesitation, I decided to change it to the current version.To be honest, I’m very confused at this point. I’m worried that the plot will be bland and the contradictions will not be prominent, but I’m afraid of the risk of the protagonist’s intelligence being forced to create abuse points. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.