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

"In the fourth year of Longkang, on the twenty-eighth night of the eighth month, it was raining. The Xiqiang bandits gathered a crowd to act recklessly, causing chaos in the palace. Three hundred soldiers gathered outside the palace and waited for the order from the inner court to rise up and respond."

Ah Li has been in school for one year and has learned quite a few words.Cang Lang threw him the first draft of the newly revised "Yan History", and asked the boy to help with the proofreading while randomly checking his recent homework.

"At this time of life and death, the late emperor's four sons and the sage's younger brother, King Yan, broke into the palace alone to rescue him. The situation is extremely dangerous. Fortunately, the clan in Beijing understands the righteousness and sent private soldiers from the clan to calm the situation."

When Ah Li read this, his tone was steep, "At that time, the rebels fought bloody battles with the enemy all day and night, killing hundreds of thieves, beheading the murderous eyes Kuida, Bai Foer, etc. with swords. He galloped back and led the officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress from all sides. As the saying goes, the seven-star blade shows its power, and the capture of the owl shows that there will be no return—”

"Wait, wait!" Cang Lang, who had been closing his eyes, half-heard, suddenly interrupted, "Where did you type the last two sentences?"

Ah Li hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "I added it myself, I heard the storytellers in Shengpingfang say this..."

Cang Lang didn't change his expression, he sank into the wicker chair and asked him, "What else did the storyteller say?"

Seeing that the gentleman didn't blame him, Ah Li immediately became excited, and imitating the tone of a storyteller, he beamed and said, "Thinking about Yang Dazhi, who is such a traitor, with a stubborn nature, at this time, I still don't give up. I saw him turn around and snatch the bow A crossbow, set up an arrow to win the heart of a saint, who would have heard a cry of "Traitor, don't hurt my lord!" General Wang flew a hundred paces away, and the flying knife hit him directly in the face, half of his helmet and spear were cut off, what happened when he fell off the horse? What an embarrassment!"

He learned it vividly, and Cang Lang was very interested in hearing it. Finally, he closed his fan and tapped it on his palm: "Okay, very good! It seems that these few days of playing truant, he often hangs out in Shengpingfang. What are you doing in a daze? A hundred disciple rules, wait until I invite you!"

Ah Li was dumbfounded.

The first major event in the five years of Longkang has finally come to an end.

The Palace of Fuya was changed, and the royal family of Dingxi returned to the horse to save them regardless of previous suspicions. The sage made a decree to grant Wang Zhengxuan the first-class marquis of the army, open the royal forbidden fields in Yanchuan and Longxi to supplement the army rations, and strictly ordered the royal army not to destroy the Qiang and captives and not to withdraw troops. .

The cabinet ministers who were forced to submit during the palace disaster, Emperor Longkang was aware of the situation and did not pursue their crimes.Only after this time, the cabinet ministers were detained in the cold and humid verandah for several days, not prepared for food and clothing, and more worried. Many people asked for sick leave when they came out. Fresh blood.

Chen Li is one of them.

Looking at the wedding invitation card on the desk, Cang Lang thought for a while, and remembered that there was a mica fairy folded flower screen in the warehouse, which was bestowed by the saint before the age of [-], to celebrate the unsatisfactory new marriage, so he called Ah Li to ask someone to move it out.

Ah Li was worrying while holding the pen in his mouth. When he heard this, his eyes lit up, and he grasped the pen in his hand and gestured: "Sending that is worse than sending Lian Lizhi. A twelve-screen screen is beautiful and suitable for the occasion. Do you still remember, sir? The one my lord gave you before—”

Ah Li realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly bit the words, but it was too late.

Cang Lang raised his finger and wiped the ink off his cheeks for him. He didn't answer whether he remembered it or not, but said: "Don't forget why the prince went to Nanyang, Chen Li's bullish nature, how can he accept his gift. That's all, as usual. Do what I say. Also, I told you to copy the Disciple Rules a thousand times just now, remember to give it to me before dinner tomorrow."

"..." Ah Li couldn't make it happen, and wanted to cry but had no tears. After Mr. Xindao returned to his post, his temper became more and more violent.

The second major event in the four years of Longkang was Emperor Longkang's decree to promote a small disciplinary officer in the Metropolitan Procuratorate to be the crown prince.

There was no prince in the dynasty, and the post of Tai Tuo was nothing more than a false title.But everyone who knows Canglang's identity knows what this move means, but because of the majesty of the royal family, no one dares to put the tacit matter on the surface, and "Yan Shi" also keeps it secret.

As for Cang Lang, no one knows the price of the Tian family's concession better than him. Compared with the honor, this is more like his hidden pain, and Cang Lang is also unwilling to mention half a word.

After Chen Li moved to the left, he moved to a new house. There was a horse-riding platform in front of the house, and the Wujin courtyard looked extraordinarily grand.

Cang Lang raised the fan in front, followed by his servants carrying the screen, and when he entered the door, he heard a few barking dogs, Cang Lang's spine stiffened slightly, and he stopped abruptly.The servant bumped into it without paying attention, and asked, holding his sore nose, "What's wrong, my lord?"

Master Tai Tuo is afraid of dogs, and even Ah Li doesn't know this secret.Now he is always accompanied by his servants when he goes in and out, but the only person who knows to hold out his hand to stop the dog is no longer by his side, Cang Lang would rather be afraid, and never think about giving his hand to others.

During the silence, Chen Li happened to be on his way back home. He was wearing a plain robe, and he didn't look like a good thing was coming.Seeing Cang Lang hesitate, he ordered the dog to be tied to the backyard before raising his hand to let him in.

"It's a mere marriage, why would you dare to work on it, Mr. Taifu, Pingshuo is in a panic."

After that incident, Chen Li's attitude became somewhat tepid.Cang Lang knew that he was depressed and never cared about anything, so he smiled and asked, "Where did this come from?"

"The wedding is coming soon, so I went to the Princess's Mansion to accept the auspiciousness. What Yunping means is that the war in Nanyang is difficult now, so it's better to keep the wedding ceremony simple."

The marriage contract of Gao Wang's family was abandoned, and Wang Yunping stayed in her boudoir for two years. During this time, there were many people who came to ask for marriage, but she declined them all as if she was disheartened.Until the beginning of spring this year, the first thing Chen Li asked for after he was elected to the cabinet was to ask the sage for a marriage.

Emperor Longkang had concerns at first, and repeatedly sent Huang Deyong to the mansion to ask the princess what he meant.Unexpectedly, fate has its own mysteries, Wang Yunping heard Chen Li's intentions, without any hesitation, he got up and saluted, and answered calmly.

"Master Chen stood up to rescue him in times of crisis. He is full of vigor and courage. He is really a role model for my Dayan man. Yunping sincerely admires him and is willing to entrust his life to such a hero."

In the past year, Yan Shi was miserable and rainy, just in need of some happy events to sweep away the depression.It goes without saying that the marriage was bestowed by the heavenly family, and the officials came to congratulate him. Needless to say, the grandeur was great, but what Cang Lang saw was Master Chen's obsession, which was finally echoed, and the two of them felt even more gratified.

Hearing that Najib was gifted, Cang Lang couldn't help joking, "You're dressed so plainly, isn't it afraid that the bride thinks you're old-fashioned?"

Chen Li said: "I have received auspiciousness, and I went to pay homage to my master again. The news of my marriage must be revealed in person. Don't worry, my lord, I have already respected that stick of incense for you."

The bamboo curtain knocked on the pillar three times, Cang Lang's smile gradually faded, and he said softly in a moment: "Thank you."

Chen Li rolled up the bamboo curtains, and the corners of his robe fluctuated due to the wind. When he looked up, he looked bewildered and relieved. What he said was unpredictable, but Cang Lang seemed to understand.

"Be fearful when you have affection, and be strong without desire. This is the Master's advice. I have remembered it for many years. But in the future, I will also have someone I care about. For some reason, I unexpectedly feel a little uneasy."

Cang Lang did not follow Chen Li's line of sight to look at the small square of blue sky.He lowered his eyes and suddenly thought of Yang Dazhi.

The lunatic who didn't show any hesitation in the whole conspiracy, but after learning that the saint ordered Yang Dayong's tablet to be burned, he desperately demanded to receive six punishments in prison, just to get a sanctuary before he died. Chance.

However, he couldn't make it through.

Yang Dazhi didn't die from being tortured. He sharpened the bamboo chopsticks he had secretly hidden, plunged them into his abdomen with his last breath, dipped in blood and wrote a line on the cell floor: "My crime is not as good as my brother."

Youqing made people who hated power bow their heads to power, Youqing made a veteran official like Hu Jingzhai break his loyalty, and it was Youqing that made Feng Lin make that somewhat confused decision a year ago.

The shadows of begonias slanted to the corridor with the sun, as if they were being chased by someone's lips.Cang Lang lowered his head to look greedily, and gradually became addicted, until the rain accumulated on the edge of the eaves hit the back of his neck impartially.

It was only then that Cang Lang realized that he had been spending more and more unreasonable daydreams recently.

"It's not a sin to be affectionate, and the teacher's wrong step can't be a reason for you to hesitate." He said lightly.

Chen Li withdrew his gaze, looked at Cang Lang's calm side face, and suddenly said: "Love is not a crime, so why is your lord unwilling to personally accept any of the letters sent by King Yan from Minzhou?"

Cang Lang was startled when he heard the words, and turned to him with a slightly vigilant look.

Chen Li stood for a long time, then sat back on the chair again, and said, "My lord, don't think too much, every military report sent back from the Minzhou Guard contains the private letter of King Yan, and it was sent back to the Taifu's residence several times, and the next People don't dare to deal with it. Pingshuo is presumptuous, thinking that these letters might not be good if they are spread out, so I decided to keep them for you." He said, took a box from the shelf, and pushed it in front of Cang Lang.

One letter, one pile, Cang Lang saw Fang Xingjue for the first time today, and they had only been separated for more than a year. Feng Lin actually wrote so many letters to himself, and he was not naturally eloquent.

"Why?"

Chen Li was also calm, and said: "Yan Wang first sued Hu Ji'an for participating in the piracy and sale of military rations a year ago, and asked the sage to demote the Hu family as lowly, and his descendants were not allowed to be officials. Ping Shuo studied under the master and said he didn't mind Fake."

Paused.

"However, if you think about it, your lord is also clear in your heart that the reason why he took the risk of meeting the old officials in the court to make this first report is nothing more than to dispel the worries of the saint and to clear your name. With your majesty's suspicious nature, seeing your lord is Hu Shoufu Your beloved disciple, who can persuade Qingliu in the capital to send troops on his own, if you are too close to the prince of the current dynasty, how can you not be on guard. King Yan gave up his power and used this method to draw a line with you. In fact, it is helping you. Pingshuo forgives him for his deep understanding, so he makes his own opinions, and how to deal with these letters is entirely up to Master Tai Tuo."

Cang Lang's fingers covered under the wide sleeves suddenly curled up, but he only glanced through the lingering tea smoke, he didn't touch the box, he ignored Chen Li's puzzled eyes, and he didn't even touch it.

That night, only one lamp was lit in the Canglang room, and the boiling tea was cold and dilute, and he was still thinking in the dark.

It was late at night, and the unknown watchman rang his clapper.Cang Lang counted down his ears, a total of twelve strokes. Today's time was exhausted. He moved his hands that were slightly numb from the cold, and picked up a pen to neatly outline the word "positive" on the pamphlet in front of him.

From the day Feng Lin left Beijing, Canglang had a new habit of counting. The close-fitting booklet was turned from beginning to end, and there were only 450 seven "positive" characters.It was exactly 450 seven days since they parted.

"If it wasn't for the first report that day, King Yan would have been the Prince of Jian Guo at least because of his merits in Jing Nan." It was not because he was afraid of what people in the court said, he went to Nanyang to fight the Japanese pirates to the death.

Cang Lang knew what Chen Li said.If he had known that Feng Lin would have such an idea when he was about to leave the city, he would definitely not allow the wolf cub to be so willful.

Cang Lang put the booklet and the wolf teeth together, safely and preciously hiding it in the box, just as meticulous as when he restrained his emotions.However, just as he was about to close the box, the tail light caught something in the corner.

The shackle he sent out was left behind by Feng Lin, maybe it was accidentally forgotten, maybe it was done on purpose, so that the husband can still remember the taste of biting and the hotness of being occupied in some secret moments.Cang Lang touched the smooth surface of the piece of wood, and the damp feeling from the rain on the back of his neck during the day came back again. He felt cold and hot at the same time.

In this strange double sky of ice and fire, Cang Lang finally sees clearly that the shadow chasing the begonia is in the shape of a wolf's kiss.

Cang Lang got up and blew out the lamp, Xiao thought about the picture, slowly put the cannon between his lips and tongue, clenched tightly, his spine softened inch by inch.He tested his own temperature, stirred it twice, his eyes gradually gathered water, and he gasped slightly in the darkness.

The author says:

The end of this article is finally in sight, the nerves that have been tense for more than three months are finally relaxed, there is nothing to say, Merry Christmas⑧