Chapter 62 The wind blows last night again tonight

Author: Bailu Chengshuang|Release time: 06-14 17:02|Word count: 6087 "I met the third master." Repeating his words in a low voice, Huayue stroked her cuffs in confusion, "Then these few days The mansion is in mourning, why haven't I seen you come to express condolences?"

"Madam is flattering." Desheng said with an apologetic smile, "It is said that they know each other, but they have only met each other. There are some contacts. I am not a person who can come to express my condolences, but don't worry, I can't do bad things. This is also the case. Diao Nu opened his mouth to blackmail, and there is today's conflict."

Hua Yue nodded and looked at Luo Xi next to her: "Then make it clear, what money do they owe you? Why do you say it's blackmail again?"

Luo Xi's whole body was in pain. Hearing Desheng's mouthful of shirk, he was even more angry. He didn't even bother to say that.

Before he could finish speaking, a thug next to him suddenly broke free and punched him in the back of the head.

There was a muffled "dong", Luo Xi's forehead hit the ground, and the sound disappeared.

As soon as the tea cup was placed on the table, Hua Yue's face sank: "What does this mean?"

"Young lady, don't want to listen to his nonsense, how can this gambler say anything true?" De Sheng said quickly, "Who dares to attack the general's mansion? This slave is in a hurry and wants to find silver to save his life. Indiscriminately wronged people."

Waving to Li Yun next to him to check Luo Xi's injury, Hua Yue looked at him and continued to ask, "Which family are you from, and if you want me to believe you, you should also report to the lintel and let me see the Buddha's face. "

Desheng glanced hesitantly at Li Yun, who was next to him, and muttered vaguely.

Li Yun felt her pulse and shook her head at Hua Yue, "I'm dying."

With joy in his eyes, Desheng immediately said bluntly: "The little one is the servant of the prince's servant, Lord Huo. Lord Huo is a righteous person, and the little one naturally can't do things that are innocent and wronged. Today's fact is this. Diao Nu took the blame for himself, and the little one didn't know he belonged to the general's mansion, so he was hurt. The young lady also let the villain go, and when the villain went back, he asked Mr. Huo and the villain to make amends together."

It was actually from the East Palace, Hua Yue lowered her eyes.

The room was quiet, and Desheng was a little uneasy. He was thinking about whether to add a few more words, but suddenly he heard: "If that's the case, then you can go."

"Young madam?" Shuang Jiang pointed to Luo Xi's corpse below, hesitating to say anything.

Hua Yue waved her hand: "It's up to you, let them go."

"Yes."

Desheng was overjoyed and left the General's Mansion with him, feeling refreshed. The words that should be killed have been extinguished, and the general's people have no intention to pursue it. He has done this errand successfully and properly, and he will definitely be rewarded when he returns.

Luo Xi's body was dragged away, Hua Yue looked at the pool of blood on the ground and retched twice.

"It's the servant's carelessness." Shuang Jiang stood beside her and said in a very soft voice, "The news that the East Palace picket Wei Ren came out earlier, the servant didn't expect that he would even let his wife go, that's why people are ripped off. empty."

Shaking her head, Hua Yue leaned back on the chair and smiled faintly: "Who would have expected him to be on guard so far."

Zhou Heshuo had always been taboo against the remnants of the previous dynasty. He had made up his mind to reuse Li Jingyun, so he wanted to remove the hidden danger of the Zhuang family first.

A living human life is just an inconspicuous bubble in the vortex of power struggle.

Raising her hand to her forehead, Hua Yue laughed hoarsely.

"Young madam." Li Yun looked at her complexion and asked carefully, "Do you want to have a pulse check?"

"No need." She got up, took a red seal and handed it to him, "Thank you for these days."

Li Yun was startled, and waved his hand quickly: "It's been a long time since I've been harassing her for a long time. It's already very good to have Mrs. Young's food and shelter. Where can I use this thing. I'll go back and pack my things and ask Master to pick me up later."

"Okay." Huayue didn't stop her, and only let Shuangjiang help her pack her luggage.

Li Yun didn't bring many things with her when she came, but in the past few days, the young lady bought a lot for her, including a long dress with azurite embroidery. : "The girl hasn't worn it yet."

Li Yun shook his head and said gruffly, "Walking in the imperial pharmacy, where can I wear this."

Rolling her skirt into her bag, Shuang Jiang whispered, "It should look pretty."

It's been a long time since she wore a serious dress, Li Yun thought, it doesn't matter, it's more useful to get in the box earlier than anything else.

After a while, a servant called outside, Shuangjiang asked her to take it away first, then got up and went out.

The house was basically cleaned up. Li Yun stared at the azurite mass in the bag and thought for a while, then looked left and right like a thief, then closed the door and shook the folded skirt away.

The high-quality satin material is exquisite in workmanship, and when it is gently shaken, a circle of ripples flows down, which is extremely gentle.

Licking the corner of his mouth, Li Yun couldn't help but secretly put it on.

Just after turning around in front of the bronze mirror, the closed door was suddenly pushed by someone. Li Yun jumped up in fright and asked anxiously, "Who?"

This guilty conscience came out clearly through his throat.

The people outside the door seemed to froze, and then fell silent. Li Yun looked at the door suspiciously, and pinched the skirt he was wearing. Just as he was about to change his clothes and open the door, he heard a "click" on the windowsill.

Someone stepped on the edge of the window and jumped into the house, stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud while leaning on the long table by the window.

"Hahaha"

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Yun's face turned green, and he turned his head and scolded, "It's a master anyway, how could anyone come in through the window?"

Wen Guzhi laughed until he leaned forward and back, tears streaming out: "I think you're a thief with the door locked, so—"

Li Yun jumped in a hurry, grabbed the hem of his skirt and rushed over to cover his eyes, blushing and his neck thickly said: "Don't look at it."

"It's not ugly, why are you angry?" Wen Guzhi didn't struggle, just leaned on the long desk, lowering her body so she didn't have to tiptoe, "Wear it if you want, Master doesn't joke. you."

Isn't this a joke? Almost turned the roof over laughing.

Li Yun was so angry that he pushed him out of the window with his backhand: "Go out."

He was pushed out by her unexpectedly, Wen Guzhi staggered two steps and stood up, his face still full of smiles: "Don't change, just go back to the imperial pharmacy with me and keep the medicine boys who bully you on weekdays. Eyes."

"Bah!" The people in the room scolded as they changed their clothes, "Who cares."

After a commotion, the two got into the carriage back to the palace.

Li Yun sat far away from him with flushed cheeks, Wen Guzhi glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes, knowing that she was really ashamed, and with a frown, he said, "The Wen family's yang is prosperous and yin is declining, my mother's three sons are all sons. The old man was looking forward to his granddaughter, so my mother put on the Luo skirt and hugged me to amuse the old man."

The other end was righteous, and when he heard this, a little curiosity appeared in his eyes, and he slowly turned his head to look at him.

Wen Guzhi sat upright and said very seriously: "I wear that Xiao Luo skirt, which can be lifted up when I turn it in a circle. I still remember a pomegranate-colored one embroidered with rich mandarin ducks. The old man likes to look at that dress the most. Let me wear it for the holidays, and I will wear it until I am eight years old, and I will stop when I feel ashamed."

Looking at the tall and jade-like master in front of him, and thinking about the pomegranate-colored Xiao Luo skirt, Li Yun couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

With this smile, her heart instantly felt at ease. Isn't it just a skirt? No one has worn it. Master wears it. She was ashamed to try it secretly.

Li Yun was no longer annoyed, and sat back next to Wen Guzhi again, blinking and smiling.

He sighed inwardly, Wen Guzhi shook his head, it's not easy to bring apprentices these days, and with a little grumpy one, he has to coax himself.

"Have you figured out the matter of the young lady?" He asked the business.

Li Yun answered honestly: "Understood, the prescription was given by a fat servant under Master Huo of the East Palace, but the young lady didn't seem to want to pursue it, so she let him go in court."

She was even more puzzled as she said, "What is the young lady thinking? It's clearly the death of the mistress, but she doesn't want to track down the murderer for her."

Wen Guzhi was embarrassed to hear it, otherwise, the little sister-in-law is smart, and this little girl is stupid. Zhuang's door is not open to the next door, and she has never hated anyone. How could the people of the East Palace attack her? They are all just taking money to do things for the master.

Since it was the master who wanted people to do it, it was useless for her to investigate, and she would not leave any direct evidence, not to mention that a young lady in the general's mansion could still sue the prince of the dynasty?

The eldest princess has not been doing anything recently, and the crown prince is naturally in the limelight. Recently, he has been asked about all matters in the court, as if it has the meaning of supervising the country. At this juncture, whoever confronts the prince head-on is rushing to reincarnate.

Will the little sister-in-law hold back this bad breath? Wen Guzhi looked out of the car thoughtfully.

The autumn harvest is approaching, and the emperor of Daliang finally woke up from the matter of alchemy and immortality, and began to check how his national strength was in the fifth year. Zhou Heshuo and others also took advantage of this opportunity to claim credit.

Shen Zhiluo was arranged to go to the palace to accompany His Majesty to talk about longevity. Zhou Heshuo meant to let him try to persuade His Majesty to give him the errand of the spring tour, but for some reason, Shen Zhiluo came back. , His Majesty did not let go.

No one knew what Shen Zhiluo said in front of the royal family, and Zhou Heshuo naturally couldn't embarrass him, but Shen Zhiluo was also from Wei in the end, and Zhou Heshuo thanked him generously, so let him go back to the Shen residence and no longer get close to him.

When Su Miao heard the news, she thought that Shen Zhiluo would be disappointed and sad, so she quickly prepared a table of delicacies from mountains and seas, intending to comfort him and show her virtue as a wife.

However, Shen Zhiluo came in with a calm expression, bypassing her and whispering to Xingnu, and soon the room was filled with people she didn't know.

"Go and rest first." He said to her, "I still have something to discuss with others."

With a flat mouth, Su Miao was a little aggrieved: "I can't listen?"

Shen Zhiluo shook his head firmly.

Okay, Su Miao withdrew, wearing a long skirt in autumn fragrance, and dangling back and forth in the courtyard like a wandering spirit.

"Miss." Mu Yu was dazzled by her, "Are you looking for a place to sit for a while?"

Su Miao stopped, blinked and asked her, "Muyu, am I annoying?"

Muyu shook his head: "You are the most sensible, you never get in the way of anyone, where will you be annoying."

"It's been so long, how come he still doesn't want to see me?" Su Miao squatted down, her long skirt swept away two cents of dust on the ground, she was so frustrated, "Don't let me know what I said, I When he is an insider, he still treats me as an outsider."

"This—" Muyu thought for a while, "Perhaps things are really important, and Uncle can't tell."

Su Miao pouted: "Cousin is still hiding something from me."

Although he also hid a little from his sister-in-law, it was different. What he hid was for the sake of his sister-in-law, and he always prepared God to take care of her. The person in the room completely treated her as an outsider, like a block of ice, and only poured cold water into her hands.

Su Miao never cared who Shen Zhiluo liked in the past, whether he liked his little sister-in-law or others, but after marrying her, he must treat her as a person. She is not a tree planted in the yard, and only needs to be watered every day. .

The pretty face darkened, looking at the pitiful one.

Muyu thought for a while and said, "Then you should hide it from your uncle and don't tell him everything."

"I think so too." Su Miao frowned, "How can I hold back? As soon as I saw him, I wanted to talk. I wanted to tell him what happened today, what I ate, what I saw, and how the ants in the yard moved their nests. , how do the birds on the branches hatch their eggs. I don't have a door on my mouth."

It's like this when you like someone. There are endless things to say. No matter how boring things are, look at him and say them, and they are sweet.

Su Miao was very distressed: "Why can't he treat me dessert?"

Rubbing his arms, Muyu said hesitantly: "This slave has wanted to say it for a long time, the uncle is dead and looks beautiful, but there is nothing left in the soul, like the ornament of the peacock occupying the branch that someone sent before, only I saw a beautiful plume, but it doesn't live. What do you want?"

Shaking her head, Su Miao felt that this little girl would not be rewarded, Shen Zhiluo was the most moving, beautiful and empty, people wanted to fill him up to see what kind of elegance it was.

But Shen Zhiluo never let her fill it in, maybe she was a little too close, and she couldn't pry open his tightly closed heart.

Touching the rune hair band tied around her wrist, Su Miao sighed deeply.

The guests in the mansion left, and Shen Zhiluo leaned on the imperial concubine's couch in a trance.

Su Miao leaned over and looked at him aggrievedly.

"What?" He closed his eyes, "Who offended you again?"

"You." She blinked, "You've been busy lately, and you don't pay attention to me anymore."

Lifting his eyelids amusingly, he said, "You're quite good at having fun by yourself. Didn't you smash my newly bought vase a few days ago?"

Guiltily looking away, Su Miao said, "That was careless, eh, who told you this, look at my cousin and my cousin, they got married a month earlier than us, why are they so sticky and affectionate? "

Shen Zhiluo looked at her: "Because your cousin took the wrong medicine and really liked your cousin."

After a slight choking, Su Miao hummed lightly, "I really like you too."

The eyes of the man in front of him swept over, and there was a little purple light in the deep darkness, with a smile that was not a smile: "I thought you had been by my side for a long time, and you could distinguish between liking and admiration."

"What do you mean?" She wondered.

"Like is the narrowest thing in the world. It can be jealous and care. Appreciation is much more generous. No matter who the person has in his heart, she doesn't care, she just likes something in him." He looked into her eyes Li, calmly said, "You are the latter."

Su Miao was stunned. For a moment, she felt that the person in front of her was angry, but she blinked and saw that he was speaking very seriously, like a gentle teacher in a school.

"In your eyes, I'm similar to a vase, just because it looks good, you want it, you want it." Shen Zhiluo shook his head, "You don't know anything, but you expect me to fall into your pit foolishly."

"Is it too much?"

It was really too much to hear this, Su Miao was filled with indignation.

But after only being lively for a moment, she calmed down and looked at him with a pair of fox eyes, a little aggrieved: "No one taught me what to like and what to appreciate before, I can't tell, I just want to be with you, so I'm with you. You are together."

Shen Zhiluo paused and his expression became complicated.

The person in front of him lived a lively and flamboyant life, but when he sat in such an honest and whispered manner, it made people feel distressed for no reason.

"From the moment you made the marriage contract, I knew that you had someone else in your heart, otherwise I wouldn't let me take you to see your sister-in-law. Every time you are in front of the sister-in-law, you are different." She thought about it, "I Do you know that these are still stunned to marry, and then go back and be jealous, doesn't it seem ridiculous?"

It was because she knew that this thing should not belong to her, and she was fortunate enough to get it, so she would not pick on the fault of this thing.

Rather than saying that she was cold-blooded, it was better to say that she was cautious.

Shen Zhiluo's face changed a bit, but he still couldn't hold back his annoyance: "Don't leave me here and pretend to be pitiful."

Su Miao smiled immediately: "I'm not pitiful. No matter how I look at it, I got my wish, but it's you who face my face every day and refuse to say anything. Don't hold back."

After he finished speaking, he got up and flicked his skirt casually: "I won't make trouble with you, I'll take Muyu to the street."

Shen Zhiluo wanted to hold her, but the man jumped faster than a monkey, and in the blink of an eye, his dress disappeared outside the door.

His hand was empty, he slowly retracted it, and rubbed his forehead with a headache.

The autumn harvest and longevity banquet is prepared by the palace to reward the officials. At this time of the year, the officials and the kings from all over the world will report to the emperor the harvest of the past six months and the achievements of their respective positions. , In fact, taking credit, let the father know that he is not a prince for nothing, so that he can safely hand over the throne to him later.

Li Jingyun also took Huayue to this blessing and birthday banquet, and toasted on the moon terrace, and heard a string of ministers reporting good news and not bad news, and by the way, sang the East Palace's filial piety and ability to do things.

If they let them finish like this, then the sage will definitely value the prince even more.

Li Jingyun stared at the wine in the glass and was hesitating about what to say when he saw a few people in the cabinet, loudly professing their achievements, and incidentally touting the crown prince to the sky.

Those few people were not involved in party disputes on weekdays, but Li Jingyun was very surprised when they suddenly said this.

What's even more surprising is that the Ministry of Household and the Ministry of Punishment who went up later also praised the prince.

The person sitting on the dragon chair had a smile on his face before, but when he heard the back, there was no expression on his face, Li Jingyun raised his eyebrows, and when it was his turn, he also cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the prince has been without one for half a year. The rest of the day, the internal and external affairs of the government have been handled properly, and although the deployment of the Imperial Guard has not yet been completed, the tens of thousands of the Royal Forest Army have been fully reorganized, which will surely ensure that Your Majesty can sit back and relax."

He then reported several important events of the Royal Forest Army, all of which His Majesty had instructed him to do before, and thanked the Crown Prince for his guidance on each of them.

None of the princes and grandsons could come to this blessing and longevity banquet, and Zhou Heshuo naturally couldn't hear what they said. When he asked the servants later, they only said that no one said bad things, and every word was praise.

Watertight.

Huayue watched him sit back beside her after answering the words, and added vegetables to him with a smile.

"Do you know those people?" Li Jingyun squinted and pointed to the ministers who had just praised the prince.

Hua Yue calmly shook her head: "I haven't seen it before."

She didn't lie, there were only a few people who had met before, and even those adults who were from Wei would not recognize her.

He just recognized Shen Zhiluo.

Calmly raising her sleeves to eat, Huayue looked at the very good moonlight in the sky and felt at ease.

There were a lot of people sitting at the banquet, some of them were drinking too much, and next to it was Xiaoyuan, which could rest.

"Good day." He pulled the palace servant's sleeve and smiled, "Today is a good day."

He reported a lot of important things to His Majesty. Every piece was in the hands of the Crown Prince, but he never reported it to His Majesty. Who is the Crown Prince's suspicious inheritance? Kang Zhenzhong felt happy when he thought of His Majesty's look.

The mayfly can't shake the tree, but the worm drills a few more holes in the trunk, and the tree will always fall down. After waiting for so long, today is the first step, and it is worth drinking two more glasses.

The palace servant in his hand seemed to be frightened by him, and he hurriedly ran out after breaking free.

The Bieyuan, which was still noisy before, became quiet at some point, and the full moon outside was in the sky, illuminating it as pure and white as ever.

Kang Zhenzhong laughed for a while and then fell silent. Looking at the silent table and chairs in the room, he sighed deeply.

He is not young, his temples are already gray, but apart from the fleeting power in his hand, he seems to have nothing left in his life.

He remembered Ramadan, and the dignified girl once asked him, "Why is Zhong Zhixiang?"

At that time, the young man was full of energy and enthusiasm. He said, "I should protect the common people and be the general of that flag."

But later, for the sake of fame and fortune, he slaughtered half of the Great Wei Palace City. Instead of being a general, he became a civil servant he hated, and he never even picked up a sword.

Li Shoutian was actually right in Ramadan, no matter how brute he was, he was better than himself.

Laughing hoarsely, Kang Zhenzhong wiped his face.

Someone came in outside the door, slowly paced to him and sat down.

He turned his head to the side, saw a girl in a daze, and couldn't help laughing: "Will there be female relatives who drink too much at this blessing and longevity banquet and want to rest?"

The man turned his head and said, "Do you still remember that Da Wei had a fat old prince? When the city was broken, the old prince stood at the gate of the palace and sang a few lines."

The smell of alcohol rose, Kang Zhenzhong didn't ask who this person was, and replied with a smile: "Remember, his voice is not bad, but I cut off his head before he finished singing."

He said with a pity: "I still hear that accent from time to time in my dreams, how did you sing it? Tonight—"

The girl beside him clapped and made peace with him: "Tonight the wind blows last night again, and the spring flowers are fluttering in the old dream."

"That's it." Kang Zhenzhong asked drunkenly, "What's next?"