Sudden HE with the villain

The sea stretches as far as the eye can see, and the lingling moonlight shines on it, coating it with a misty silver glow.

At the bow, a person is standing against the wind.

The belt is in the wind, and the white robe is bulging.

The man under the moon was skinny and bony, his face was bloodless, and he covered his lips and coughed lightly from time to time, looking quite weak.

Seeing this, Jiang Haiping hurriedly approached, and said, "My lord, why don't you go to the room to rest?"

Qingping shook his head and lowered his eyes.The misty waves on the sea are misty, the stars are brilliant, and the stars and the moon are shining together. Yi Ren lowered her eyes, and a river of stars and moons were imprinted in her eyes.

But she has a tall appearance, but she doesn't have any fireworks, as if she will disappear at any time.

With the sea breeze blowing, Qingping covered his lips and coughed a few times in a low voice.

Jiang Haiping caught a glimpse of the bright red in her palm, and his heart tightened, "My lord, your body..."

Qingping smiled, "Du Si doesn't have to be so polite, I'm fine, at least I'll die later than Jia Jinzhong."

"The lives of thousands of people are tied to your lord, and you still want to take care of yourself!"

"I'm just a scholar, and I'm really the pillar of the country if I hold a heavy army and keep a peaceful side." Thinking of her past life, she couldn't help but blush a little, feeling as if she was praising herself, and felt that thinking like this was naive, so she tapped on the side of the boat and tried to Changing the topic, "Will we alarm the coastal navy if we go north along the coastline?"

Jiang Haiping didn't understand why she brought up the matter again, but he still answered seriously: "The eunuchs in Jiangsu and Zhejiang have been expelled, so don't worry about them secretly reporting the news, and they won't be alarmed. It's just that the army will go to sea for ten days and will report to the Ministry of War. , it will be known by the court in at least one month, will we startle the snake?"

"For the Ministry of War, it doesn't matter."

Jiang Haiping was a bit skeptical, "I heard that the newly appointed Minister of the Ministry of War is the son-in-law of the traitor of the real country?"

Qingping didn't answer directly, but just raised his head, looked up at the bright moon, and suddenly brought up an old matter.

"Ten years ago, Lingshu Ziyu and I were in the top three of the middle school. We drank together under the moon. That night when the moon was in the sky, we drank to the point of intoxication. We were in high spirits, and when life was proud, we played the piano and sang, toasted and recited poems. .”

Lu Jian leaned against a tree and played the flute, Xie Qingping sat and played the piano, while Duan Xun held up flowers with one hand and led the camera with the other. While shooting, he sang, singing: "The glass bell, the amber is thick, the wine in the small tank is dripping with pearl red. Cooking dragons and phoenixes Yuzhi weeps, and the fragrant wind surrounds the embroidered curtain. The dragon flute is played, the drum is played; the white teeth sing, and the waist dances. What's more, the youth is dying, and the peach blossoms are falling like red rain."

She was obviously talking about the memories of the original owner, but when this scene appeared in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but raise her lips and sighed: "At that time, I was really happy."

As soon as the young man shows his life ambitions, the dung and soil were thousands of households back then.

After finishing the song, they talked enthusiastically about entering official careers in the future, how to display their ambitions, and when they talked about how to deal with courtiers in the officialdom, Xie Qingping slapped the table and shouted: "Pick up the sword, kill me!" killed him!"

The table trembled slightly, and the wine spilled out. Duan Xun raised his glass and drank it down, and echoed drunkenly: "Yes! That's right! Kill him!"

Only Lu Jian, who was still a little sober in his drunkenness, thought for a moment before saying, "Maybe Xu Xu and the snake waited for the opportunity to act."

"People who stand in the sun are naturally bright and bright, and people who walk in the dark night have their hearts turned to the light." She said to Jiang Haiping.

In the study room, Jia Jinzhong sat on the red sandalwood chair boldly, with a large stack of music books on the table in front of him.

Lu Jian stood aside, reading the memorial word by word for him.

The young man's words are straight and round, and his words are extremely precise. He can summarize a long document in just a few sentences.

Jia Jinzhong was relieved to hear it, and he said with emotion: "You deserve to be the number one scholar. If Xie Qingping hadn't blocked you back then, no matter what you did, you wouldn't have won the second place."

Lu Jian lowered his eyes slightly, flipping through the memorial as if unintentionally, "I have never been as good as her."

Jia Jinzhong coughed heavily, glared at him dissatisfied, and then thought of his own daughter, lowered his posture slightly, "Idiot! Are you not as good as a dead person! By the way," he recalled one thing, and asked: "I I heard from the Minister of the Ministry of War that Jiang Haiping has led the army out to sea for ten days and has not returned, why haven't you told me?"

This old thief was indeed spying on him, Lu Jian cursed secretly in his heart, but his face was calm and calm, "The war changes in a flash, this is not a big deal."

"But Jiang Haiping..." Jia Jinzhong frowned, "I'm always a little worried."

"Father-in-law, don't worry. In today's season, if the fleet wants to go north, it will take at least three months to go against the wind. If I receive another document from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, I will report it to you."

Jia Jinzhong nodded, "You are right." He looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, and said gratifiedly, "You are very thoughtful, really good."

Under the moonlit night, the battleship sailed against the wind and waves.

Jiang Haiping glanced at the bulging sails, and admired sincerely: "Originally, it would take three months to reach Luo'an by sailing against the wind, but the batch of warships brought by your lord have many masts and sails, and they can sail fast against the wind. We will arrive in Luo'an in January and a half." He laughed loudly, "When I first received this batch of ships, I wondered why there was such a design, it seems that your lord is really far-sighted!"

"Overrated."

When she took over the production of those warships, she already had this plan. Jia Jinzhong is indeed terrifying, but what is even more terrifying is the Longwuwei in his hands. Without an army to resist, it is really difficult to deal with.However, after Gu Zhao's rebellion, the first emperor aggressively cut down the feudal vassals, and the feudal lords no longer had much power, and many localities had connections with Jia Jinzhong. The only two armies that could be mobilized were Hu Polu and Jiang Haiping.

The army in the hands of Hu Polu was stationed in the northern border, and it was not appropriate to move rashly; the navy in Jiang Haiping's hands was not the case. Most of the pirates were scattered soldiers.What's more, walking along the coastal road is not easy to be noticed, and Jia Jinzhong can be caught off guard.

only……

Qing Ping looked up at the bright moon, and heaved a long sigh. Gu Xiyue was still in danger, with tigers and wolves around her, how could she feel at ease.

"It's still half a month, I wonder if His Majesty will be safe and sound?"

Hearing her muttering, Jiang Haiping recalled all kinds of rumors about the young emperor among the people, hesitated for a while, and asked: "The world says Your Majesty is licentious, is she really like that?"

Qing Ping shook his head with a smile, "Dark clouds cover the bright moon, and the bright moon has no time. She is the covered bright moon. She is in the mud and has no time at all. Even though the dark clouds cover her, she still shines brightly."

Jiang Haiping heard that she had such a high reputation, and asked again: "Students value the most integrity, and she has made you famous so far, so you don't have a trace of resentment in your heart?"

Seeing jealousy at the beginning, the frowning eyebrows refuse to make people;

Thinking of all kinds of gossip, Qingping felt a little funny, but also felt sad.She naturally never resented, but what about the original owner?

She thought about it seriously, and said slowly: "There is anger, there is complaints, but it is said that there is no resentment..."

Under the original owner's bed was a booklet of paper flowers, which Qingping accidentally opened and saw that it was full of poems.

At first, she thought it was just the original owner's random copying of ancient poems, but after flipping through a page or two, she found that it was not the case.

The original owner seems to be strong, but his thoughts are delicate and graceful. Many things are hard to say, so he can only use poems to describe his feelings and transcribe them on paper.

The bright moon is like a wheel, and it is printed in the sea.

Qingping remembered the poem that always appeared in the pamphlet, and unconsciously read it out: "There is a ruthless moon in the middle of the sky, and it is because I have no regrets in my life."

In the end, he never regretted it, whether it was the original owner or her.

The majestic palace was immersed in silence, and the moon hung high in the sky, spilling over the atrium.

According to legend, the little emperor who was lingering on the sick bed was standing by the window at this moment, raised his small head, and looked up at the cold moon in the sky.

The moonlight is like water, and she is like a fairy soaked in the water, so beautiful that she is not like ordinary people.

"Is the teacher looking at the bright moon with me at this moment?" She asked foolishly.

Wang Xing saw her barefoot stepping on the cold stone slab, her snow-white ankles seemed to be blue from the cold, and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, you are not in good health these days, you should go to bed and rest first."

A few days ago, in order not to arouse Jia Jinzhong's suspicion, the little emperor drank some medicine that would damage his body.

Wang Xing really didn't understand, and it wasn't that there were no other ways to avoid the imperial physician's examination, why did he choose such a method that would damage his foundation, but at that time the little emperor only chuckled and said: "The teacher is not in good health, and he is older than me. Ten years old, if she leaves me one day, I will go after her early."

In the past, Wang Xing only felt that the little emperor was good at calculating, heartless and ruthless, and made the high-ranking left minister miserable, but now it seems that this is not the case.

For ten years, the heart is like iron, but once the love is moved, it is so deep and lingering.

"By the way, how did you do with Li Xiaoyi?" Gu Xiyue talked about the serious matter, and instantly turned into a gloomy and gloomy young emperor.

Wang Xing lowered his head unconsciously, and said respectfully: "As planned, this matter is spreading. The common people are scolding Jia Jinzhong for harming Zhongliang. Scholars from all over the world are also united to go to Beijing to submit a letter to remonstrate with death. However, He looked up at the little emperor's expression, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Zuo's life and death are unknown, should we really wait for her?"

"She's still alive. There's news from the Ministry of War that Jiang Haiping hasn't returned after ten days at sea. The teacher must have taken action." Gu Xiyue took out a bloody book from her pocket and handed it to him, "Print it first, Add another fire to it in a few days."

Wang Xing quickly swept away, his complexion changed drastically, "This, this is..."

"What Ji Houfeng left behind before his death, the law of heaven favors reincarnation," Gu Xiyue had a tricky smile on his lips, "My Yafu, you've had to work hard for the past half month."

The girl's face is gorgeous, and her smile is even more charming, but this kind of smile makes people feel terrified, like a sharp knife wrapped in honey, and fine wine filled with poisonous poison, anyone who dares to despise her will be killed in an instant. He will be cut into pieces by thousands of knives and die in Huangquan.

Wang Xing couldn't help shivering, he nodded quickly.

Gu Xiyue ignored him, turned her head and continued to look at the moon, a blush quickly flashed across her pale face.

"I wish you a long life, and we will share the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles away. Teacher, when will I see you again?"