Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

"Since that's the case, why is it just a warning?" Song Qingyuan was a little puzzled.

"Xu Shi is still dreaming of supporting a puppet to be the leader."

Lian Ti sneered, and said: "They don't have the guts to murder Dalantai under the eyes of this king, not to mention that even if Dalantai is dead, this king will not let them take power. Instead of someone who is closer to the royal court, It would be better to intimidate and threaten him."

Song Qingyuan responded, and sighed again: "It's just that we don't have any evidence right now, and we don't know who planned this matter. I'm afraid it will be difficult to convict."

Seeing Lian Ti flicking his sleeves a little irritably, Song Qingyuan comforted him again: "Since those assassins escaped from the market, someone in the crowd should have met them face-to-face. How about describing their clothes to the people and posting notices offering rewards."

"That's the only way." Lian Ti nodded.

The usual way to offer rewards is to post a few notices in the city, but Song Qingyuan did not do so.Instead, people printed a lot of paper with the assassin's information, and spent some copper money to hire children who played on the street all day, and let them distribute it to the people on the street.

Song Qingyuan's move was inspired by the leaflets that were flying all over the streets in later generations.

Different from later generations, the price of paper in this era is still quite expensive, and the daily printing of notices is a large expense.However, this also caused the people to accept the notice rather than reject it after seeing the notice handed over.

But looking at Dalantai who was still lying on the sickbed, grinning his teeth in pain after saying a few words, Song Qingyuan still took care of this expense very considerately.

In addition to the assassin, there should be an eyeliner for the thief in the government office, otherwise he would not have learned of Dalantai's plan so quickly.

With such a pervasive search, there is no reason why no clues can be found.

Soon, a porter picking up goods on the street ran to Yamen and said that he had seen one of the assassins that day.

After describing the person's appearance in detail, the guards in the Dalantai mansion immediately recognized that this person was a nobleman of the Hunke tribe and a guard in the Andai mansion.

It was also because they were too rampant to send their own guards to assassinate them, otherwise Song Qingyuan would not have been able to find them so quickly.

When the leader of the Jinwu Guard arrived with his soldiers, Andai was still arrogant, until he saw Lian Ti, he became a little more honest.

An Dai shouted: "It's the guards at home who have resentment towards the leader of Dalantai, and they did such a thing like assassinating in the street in a fit of anger. I don't know about it. Your Majesty won't punish your ministers because of a guard?"

Lian Ti laughed angrily at his self-righteous appearance, he squinted at Andai, and said: "This king can even kill your brother, and you are mere one, and this king will not have the slightest concern."

Speaking of his elder brother who was cut off by the horse with a single knife, Andai felt a little fearful.

He suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not the weak old King Mobei, but the new king Liandi who was decisive in killing and destroying all the rebels.

Beads of sweat rolled down An Dai's forehead. He pretended to be calm and said, "My sister is now the wife of Chief Saihan. If the King kills me, Chief Saihan will not stop."

Song Qingyuan sat beside him and couldn't help laughing for a while.

Saihan was also considered a supporter of Lian Tuo before, and since Lian Tuo's rebellion was suppressed, Saihan cut off contact with the surrounding tribes wisely.

In addition, he has recently lost his business of selling private salt, and he is almost too busy to take care of himself, so how can he have time for the security guard to replace this idiot.

Lian Ti didn't even bother to talk nonsense with him, and let Jin Wuwei take him down with a wave of his hand.

As for life or death, it depends on whether he can give some useful information in prison.

On the day when Andai was dealt with, Dalantai was almost able to walk on the ground.His wound healed so quickly, it was entirely thanks to Song Qingyuan and Alcohol's blessing.

I don't know what Dalantai thought after recovering from his injury. Since he learned what happened from his personal guards, he sent people to send things to Song Qingyuan Palace from time to time.

Even a piece of high-quality ruby ​​that had been treasured for many years was given away by him.

Song Qingyuan has been busy with soy products for the past few days. He went out early and returned late every day without seeing anyone, so he had to suffer from the receptionist Jiang Duo.

He almost said all the excuses, but it didn't affect Dalantai's enthusiasm for giving gifts.

Jiang Duo had been dealing with Dalantai's personal guards for several days, and finally couldn't help complaining to Song Qingyuan: "Your Highness, why do you think the leader of Dalantai is so eager to you all of a sudden?"

Song Qingyuan actually didn't quite understand this matter.

If he was a little good at dealing with the relationship between people, he wouldn't be hiding away to do bean product research and development and user research these days.

Song Qingyuan paused for a moment while holding the pen, and speculated hesitantly: "Maybe you are interested in the method of making alcohol?"

However, the method of making alcohol is a secret, and even the workshop is surrounded by heavy guards, so it is naturally impossible to tell Dalantai the method.

"Is that so?" Jiang Duo scratched his head suspiciously.

However, he always had an attitude of blindly believing what Song Qingyuan said. Seeing what His Highness said, Jiang Duo believed it, and murmured a few words about Dalantai's character in his heart.

"I didn't expect the leader of Dalan Terrace to be such a person. His Highness saved his life, but he still has to push forward to get a prescription for alcohol from His Highness."

Naturally, Dalantai's whereabouts cannot be concealed.After learning that he had sent someone to deliver things to Song Qingyuan for several days in a row, Lian Ti frowned a little irritably.

Just in time for Wu Qina to come from the Qige tribe, Lianti waved his hand angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Go and tell Dalantai that if he really has nothing to do, he will go to the mine to start mining! Let this king know that he sent someone to deliver those broken things, and immediately break his legs."

Wu Qina quickly stopped at the spot, exchanged glances with the guards behind Lian Ti cautiously, then bowed his head tacitly, turned around and left the hall.

As soon as he left the palace, Wu Qina immediately found Sahe, and hurriedly asked him what happened to their king during the time when he was away from the royal court.

After hearing Sahe's narration, Wu Qina murmured in bewilderment: "The man in Dalantai is a bit annoying, but since he is giving His Highness a gift, why is the King unhappy?"

Sahemu shook his head with a grimace, "The subordinates don't know either."

Wu Qina leaned against a tree that had lost all its leaves, and carefully recalled their king's attitude towards His Highness all the time, and suddenly thought of something in his heart.

He took a deep breath and looked at Sahe, "Then do you know what His Highness's attitude is towards this matter?"

Sa He thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "Your Highness... His Highness seems to be worried that the leader of Dalantai wants alcohol, and yesterday he doubled the number of guards guarding the workshop."

Dalantai definitely didn't have such thoughts.On this point, the two people present were very sure.Otherwise, even Ti would not support him to succeed the leader.

He probably just wanted to express his gratitude, but he didn't want to use too much force, causing Song Qingyuan to misunderstand.

Wu Qina patted Sahe's shoulder meaningfully, and then walked out of the palace with heavy steps under Sahe's suspicious eyes.

He still has to deliver the king's warning to that fool in Dalantai.

As soon as they met, Da Lantai talked to Wu Qina about Song Qingyuan's actions during his absence, and his words were so eager that such a well-rounded person like Wu Qina couldn't bear it.

Wu Qina came out of the Dalantai Mansion, and looked towards the direction of the palace with a look of unrequited love.

He understood now that Da Lantai worshiped His Highness, but His Highness thought he had other plans.And their king was the most outrageous, thinking that Da Lantai had longed for His Highness and had already started to feel jealous.

The minds of the three people are different, only he, Wu Qina, has seen through all this, but he has no place to confide in.

But he was worried, and the New Year's Day still had to be celebrated.In fact, Wu Qina rushed to the royal court this time for the New Year's Eve.

There is no custom in Mobei to reunite with family members on New Year's Eve.In their view, New Year's Eve should be a time when a group of boys of similar age race horses, hunt, wrestle, and sit around eating meat and drinking.

The Zig tribe is not as lively as Wang Ting, and with many tribes moving to the new city this year, Wang Ting's annual festival will only be more grand than in previous years.

Wu Qina, who always liked to join in the fun, naturally refused to miss it, and rushed over from the Zig tribe early.

Compared with Wu Qina who was looking forward to it, Song Qingyuan's attitude seemed much colder.

It's not that he doesn't want to celebrate the festival, it's mainly because of the main activities of the festival, except for eating meat and drinking, the rest have nothing to do with him.

But compared to last year when he was wrapped in fox fur and shivering from the cold, Song Qingyuan's situation this year was more than 01:30.

The symptoms of physical weakness could no longer be seen on him.Song Qingyuan sat around the bonfire, talking with several leaders with a smile on his face.

For the first time this year, Lian Ti didn't go hunting in the mountains, but he didn't know where he went, and he didn't return to the place where everyone was stationed until dusk.

The leader of the tribe was a little afraid of Lian Ti. Seeing Lian Ti walking towards them, they jumped up quickly like frightened rabbits, asked Song Qingyuan to resign, and returned to their territory.

Lian Ti looked at their leaving backs, cursed in a low voice, and sat beside Song Qingyuan.

"The king's deterrence has not diminished in the slightest." Song Qingyuan handed him a glass of wine.

Lian Ti accepted Song Qingyuan's teasing frankly, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Sent by Da Lantai?" Lian Ti glanced at the bottom of the cup, "He is generous."

Song Qingyuan didn't notice the taste in Lian Ti's tone, nodded and said: "It is said that it is the best wine of their Hunke tribe. I tasted it, and it is really good."

As the sky darkened, the bonfires in the camp were lit one after another, adding warmth and excitement to the night.

After drinking and eating, the sound of people singing and dancing gradually sounded in the campfire.

Unlike Song Qingyuan last year who sang like ghosts crying and howled like wolves, and danced like a drunken maniac next to Song Qingyuan, the people he met this year were all very normal.

Song Qingyuan squinted his eyes and listened quietly to the distant and cheerful singing voice, subconsciously beating the beat with his fingers.

"Snowing!"

Suddenly someone yelled, Song Qingyuan looked up and saw the snowflakes.

He raised his hand to catch a few pieces of falling snow, and there was a slight coolness in his palm.

Feeling the snowflakes slowly melting in his hands, for some reason, Song Qingyuan suddenly felt very energetic.

The sudden snowfall did not stop everyone's enthusiasm.Everyone was still clamoring, swaying the emotions accumulated over the past year.

Song Qingyuan took a piece of barbecue from Lian Ti, and was about to put it into his mouth, when he heard him ask: "What is this?"

Following Lian Ti's gaze, Song Qingyuan picked up the bouquet of flowers on the ground and handed it to him, explaining: "This afternoon, a little lady gave it to me. She stuffed it in my arms, turned around and ran away. I don't know what it means, it's not easy to deal with, so I put it aside."

Probably because of the alcohol, Lian Ti's eyes were bright.He returned the bouquet to Song Qingyuan and said: "The name of this flower is called "Flower of Happiness" in the Central Plains dialect, and it is given to the person you like. "

Song Qingyuan let out an "oh", but there was no response.

Lian Ti looked at Song Qingyuan for a long time before he said, "What's the matter, Your Highness likes that little lady?"

Song Qingyuan shook his head, and looked at the bouquet in his hand by the light of the bonfire.

Kind of like a pansy.he thought.

As if he just realized that he was talking to himself, Song Qingyuan paused, and said softly, "I was just wondering why there are still flowers blooming on the grassland in winter."

Hearing this, Lian Ti finally let go of his clenched hand, he couldn't help laughing, and looked into the distance.

"This kind of flower exists behind the mountain. Do you want to see it, Your Highness?"

"okay."

Song Qingyuan stood up with the strength of Lian Ti, still thinking in his mind, "The pansy also blooms in winter, and the flowering period is still very long, which is also right."

The two left the camp on horseback. The night in the mountains was very quiet, and the snow did not know when it stopped. There was only a half-stringed crescent moon hanging in the sky, flowing with brilliance as clear as water.

The night is dark, what can you see at this time?I'm afraid I can't even tell the color of the flowers.

Song Qingyuan didn't even think about this question, and the two stopped in front of a rocky beach.

Song Qingyuan drank a lot of wine today, he was already a little drunk, and his thinking slowed down unconsciously.

Lian Ti stepped forward silently and stood behind Song Qingyuan.

After shielding him from the cold wind for a long time, Song Qingyuan noticed the people behind him.He raised his finger and pointed to the stars in the sky, and said softly, "The stars tonight are very bright."

When Lian Ti was on the road, there were countless things he wanted to say to Song Qingyuan, but now they all turned into a sigh, driving him to take a step forward, took off his cloak, and put it on Song Qingyuan.

His fingers brushed against the back of Song Qingyuan's neck, feeling slightly cool.

Song Qingyuan gathered an extra large cloak on his body, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, do you like me?"

Lian Ti froze in place, the hand on Song Qingyuan's shoulder paused for a long time before taking it back, with unconcealable panic.

"Yes. Does Your Highness already know?" Lian Ti's voice blended with the night, and sounded behind Song Qingyuan.

Seeing that Song Qingyuan didn't answer, he asked again: "Your Highness is angry?"

Song Qingyuan turned around and looked at Lianti. Alcohol made his brain work much slower than usual. While thinking, he spoke much slower than usual: "I'm not angry, it's just a little... "

"Hmm..." Song Qingyuan said the word "doubt" after careful consideration.

I'm not angry, just confused.

He has always been slow in dealing with feelings. If Dalantai hadn't jokingly told him today about the threat that Lianti sent someone to threaten him, Song Qingyuan would never have thought that Dalantai sent someone to give him a gift to express his gratitude and respect.

It is even more impossible to realize that Lian Ti has feelings similar to "love" for him.

In all fairness, after learning that Lian Ti might like him, Song Qingyuan's doubts were far greater than the fact that "Lian Ti liked him" itself.

As if seeing an unknown field that he had never set foot in, he was subconsciously curious and puzzled, and wanted to take a closer look.

Lian Ti laughed, bent down and pulled a few wild flowers, and said softly: "Your Highness doesn't understand? But it's surprising that someone like His Highness doesn't like it?"

Song Qingyuan paused, and frowned in distress, "That's not what I mean, I mean... There are so many people in this world, why do they just like me?"

"There is no reason, Your Highness, nor is it a coincidence."

"It's very unreasonable to like someone. I don't even know when I have this thought, His Highness is already in my heart."

Lian Ti brushed off the snow particles from Song Qingyuan's hair, and said softly: "Your Highness, you are a little drunk."

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