The space inside the carriage is not as narrow as it looks from the outside.

There is a coffee table between the two.But in the carriage in this confined space, the two people who were sitting alone but silent, even if they could hear the sound of hawking in the street outside the carriage and the murmur of conversations of passers-by, there was still embarrassment in the air.

Wen Yu patiently waited for the carriage to arrive at the destination.He was even distracted and thought to himself that Xu Lingru's behavior was really inconsistent with his behavior towards people and things outside.

Could it be that he hates himself and doesn't want to talk to him, or this is his true character.She had thought that the wordless silence would last until the carriage arrived at its destination.

Until the sun slanted westward and completely set, the light in the carriage dimmed.

Xu Lingru suddenly spoke, his voice was low but inexplicably clear: "Brother Wen, do you know where we are going?"

"I don't know."

Xu Lingru raised the curtain with one hand, and it was almost dark outside the window. He groaned for some reason, and then put down the curtain again.

It took him a while before he said mockingly: "Then I really want to thank Brother Wen for trusting me, and he followed me without even asking."

Wen Yu ignored him.It's not that Wen Yu trusts Xu Lingru, but that she knows that this person will not commit murder and robbery.

Xu Lingru looked at Wen Yu with a gloomy expression. Under the dim light, he closed his eyes and sighed wordlessly.

It was quiet again.

The wheels of the carriage were crushing the street, the driver's skills were very good, Wen Yu didn't feel any bumps.

But the journey was a bit too long. Half an hour later, Wen Yu seemed to hear the sound of water, and the dampness increased, and even the coldness around his body deepened.

With a groan, the carriage finally stopped.

Xu Lingru jumped out of the carriage first, stood by the lake and watched, and caught sight of the boat in the lake.

Wen Yu then came to the lakeside.

It's quiet here.

In the moonlight of the lake, there is a lighted boat in the center of the lake that is slowly approaching the shore.

Xu Lingru looked at Wen Yu, his face was like a crown of jade, his lips were painted vermilion, and there was a romantic charm between his gazes and pans.He withdrew his gaze, bent his body slightly and stretched out his hand to signal: "Brother Wen, let's get on the boat."

The boat is not big, but it reveals elegance everywhere. There are several dishes, a jug of wine and two glasses on the table.

The silver-white moonlight reflected on the lake, sparkling.

Green dill gauze and oil lamps light up the whole houseboat.

After the two got on the boat, the boatman sailed the boat to the middle of the lake, then jumped off the boat and left.Before Wen Yu had time to react, she was startled by the sound of splashing water.

At this time, only Wen and Xu were left on the boat.

Xu Lingru looked at her surprised expression, and finally showed a little pleasure in her expression, "There are only you and me left here, brother Wen, so I won't exchange too many greetings, let's get straight to the point."

He filled the wine glass in front of Wen Yu, and picked up the jug to fill himself a glass.

At this moment, Xu Lingru's brows and eyes were full of calm, and his tone couldn't tell whether it was friendly or not, but Wen Yu frowned subconsciously.Apparently he already felt that Wen Yu was a turtle in a urn, and he couldn't escape no matter what.

The wine glass in front of Wen Yu was full of sake, and it swayed with the swaying of the ship, but it never overflowed the wine glass.She moved her eyes from the wine glass to Xu Lingru in front of her, and her eyelids drooped.

Xu Lingru drank the wine in the cup: "Brother Wen, Mr. Lu is going back to Beijing. As his only disciple, the future will naturally be different from the past."

Wen Yu was expressionless: "Brother Xu is serious, and the teacher doesn't plan to return to Beijing, so you don't have to test me."

Xu Lingru suddenly laughed like crazy, his tone was cold but his expression was struggling: "If you don't go back to Beijing, how is it possible, maybe you are already on your way."

Lingchang County.

Lu Yigui's crutches were stationed, standing in front of the wooden door that had turned yellow and black due to the precipitation of the years, slowly raised his arms.

Click, there was a crisp sound of opening the latch.

The door was opened by him.

Outside the door stood a row of officials in flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives on their waists.

The person in the lead bent down and saluted: "Master Lu, I have ordered you to return to Beijing by His Majesty's order."

Lu Yigui lowered his body vainly, nodded slightly, and said indifferently: "The old man is old, so he won't kneel down to the governor."

This surnamed Li from Sipin Jinyiwei Town Fushi clasped his fists and bowed: "Zhe Sha is your official. Lord Lu, the king's order is urgently announced. It's getting late today, so don't bother you. At tomorrow's hour, the next official will come to pick you up and go to Beijing.".”

This person's attitude is respectful, but his words are full of doubts.

He handed over the letter written by Xie Yu himself to Lu Youzhi.Li Zhenfu made the embroidered spring knife on his waist make a sound as he bent down, and then the team of twenty people quietly left.

Lu Yigui, no, it's time to call him Lu Youzhi, the former minister of the Ministry of War, even though he has been away from Beijing for ten years, he is still famous in the court and the public.

This dark-skinned old man with gray hair and a goatee has a face that has been weathered for years.He was still wearing a cotton padded coat of cotton wool, and on his feet were a pair of faded black cotton shoes, which looked plain.Except for the look in his eyes, which is different from that of ordinary field husbands, there is no difference in the rest.

He stared at these flying fish suits disappearing from his field of vision for a long time, then suddenly coughed a few times, his palms were covered with blood that was so red that it turned black.He wiped away the bloodstains indifferently, his movements looked skillful but heart-wrenching.

He turned around and returned to the courtyard. There was still an oil lamp on in the house, and the oil layer inside was almost exhausted, drying up on the wall of the lamp.

Lian Po is old, can he still eat, can he still eat?

Lu Youzhi closed the door, locked the latch, leaned on crutches, and walked slowly but firmly.

He went back to the study and moved the bookshelf with great effort, his brown clothes were soaked with sweat.A hidden compartment already covered in dust leaked out.With a heavy face, he took out a letter from inside. Even after many years, the letter paper is still intact, it has not rotted at all, and even the writing on it is clear.

Lu Youzhi stuffed the letter into his chest and sighed slowly.

Let's go back to Beijing tomorrow.Time flies like water, he has been away from Beijing for ten years.Now it is the first year of Taixing.

The small boat in the suburbs of Beijing was swaying on the lake, and the maple leaves on the lake slowly circled around the boat with the waves, neither too fast nor too slow.

Xu Lingru's actions knocked over the wine on the table, and the liquid slid down the back of his slender knuckles, with the tendons on it slightly raised. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly.

Without saying a word, he looked a little sick.

The burden in his heart was too heavy, Xu Lingru laughed hoarsely.Wen Yu came here today, and the lake was empty except for his boat.Don't be afraid that the wall has ears, he can even ask and coerce the person in front of him to spit out what he wants to know.

But, he was so hesitant.

Ever since he discovered the letter with the Huns in his father's study that day, he has been unable to sleep all day. The Xu family's study is an important place, and only his father can enter it. If he hadn't waited there in advance that day, he would not have found the letter., nor will it be difficult to sleep or eat because of knowing this.

Whether his father was suspected of collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country, and whether the Lord Lu who had been away from Beijing for many years really had any serious evidence.

Xu Lingru felt cold all over, and his complexion became colder and colder.The slender fingers clenched tightly, and the knuckles were cold and white.

Qu Zi's "National Martyrdom" said: "Bring a long sword and hold the Qin bow, and leave the head and body without punishment."

The country is not broken, the family is not dead.He has lived for twenty years, and his loyalty and patriotism have already been integrated into his blood.A country is not a country, a father is not a father, and a son is not a son.Putting filial piety first, or loyalty and filial piety is a dilemma.

Wen Yu tapped the table lightly with her fingers, the light inside the boat was dim, and she could hardly distinguish the expression of the person opposite.

"Brother Xu, what do you want to ask me? If you really don't know, can I ask you first?"

Wen Yu's voice is not high, but her words are very clear, her tone is not rude, but her sentences are like a knife, without any mercy, "Brother Xu, as the son of the old man, is the pride of heaven. Why bother to be friends with me,Mo Yan appreciates it. If brother Xu treats each other sincerely, how can I not feel it."

"The situation in the DPRK and China is complicated, and the situation is turbulent. As the leader of the Qinglin Party, it is not an exaggeration for Xu Ge to say that he is powerful. But even so, he still ordered Brother Xu to befriend me. What is the purpose? Xu GeBrother's words are directed at my teacher, but the teacher has been away from Beijing for many years, even if he is re-appointed, his power cannot be compared to the Xu family."

She continued unhurriedly, her voice indifferent: "Could it be that the teacher has something in his hand? And you think he will tell me."

Xu Lingru's hoarse voice sounded, but he only said: "Where am I lying, why don't I have sincerity?"

Wen Yu seemed to be amused, and said in a cold voice, "Brother Xu was joking."

The night at the lakeside is just right, but it is late autumn night and it is not a good time for a cruise to enjoy the scenery.

Xu Lingru picked up the jade whistle and blew lightly, and there was a sound of diving. After about a quarter of an hour, the boatman in black stepped on the board, the oars passed, and the boat entered the shore.

Li Zhenfu envoy wanted to rush back to Beijing as soon as possible.But he didn't expect Lu Youzhi's health to be so bad, and in desperation, a letter was rushed to Xie Yu's hands.

The homing pigeon will return in a few days, with four words in the imperial pen: the body is the most important thing.

The road to Beijing, which was supposed to start in September, dragged on until November.

In mid-October, the harem election came to an end, and Yuan Ruoyue was elected into the palace without any accidents.At this time, there are already four concubines in the palace, several Jieyu and beauties.

Two of them were from the Xiao family where the Empress Dowager Xiao Jia lived.

Although Yuan Ruoyue was a concubine, she lived in the Kunning Palace, which symbolized the lord of the harem, and the position of mother of the country fell into her hands without accident.

In the last ten days of November, there was another assessment. Wen Yu had been in the Imperial Academy for more than three months.

From that day on, Xu Lingru stopped bothering Wen Yu, but his temperament became more and more dull. Everyone said that he was thick and steady, like a prime minister.

At the beginning of December, it was very cold and the snow was like goose feathers.

Wen Yu took the appointment document of Qipin county magistrate and was about to leave Beijing.

At this time, Lu Youzhi was only a hundred miles away from Capital City, and the journey was only three days.

Wen Yu was in the official residence, her luggage was already packed.

Yu Xiuyue was wearing an azurite cotton robe, standing beside Wen Yu, which made his face even more ruthless, and bluntly scolded the third-rank official Shi Jinglian, without suppressing his tone.

He also mentioned Xu Weizhi, wishing to eat his flesh and blood.

Wen Yu raised her hand to stop him: "Shu Si, I don't have any dissatisfaction. Because of cause and effect, I can't blame others."

"It's getting late, you'd better go back quickly. The street drums are already ringing."

There are no drums on the Sixth Street, and there are no pedestrians, and there is a moon in the vast sky in the Nine Quays.The curfew in this capital city has become more stringent recently.

Will it have something to do with the frontier defense in northern Serbia?

The sound of the drum went farther and farther until it disappeared.

Song Duan braved the heavy snow and came here at night.As soon as Wen Yu opened the door, she fell into a cold embrace and couldn't break free.take off.

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