Nirvana In Fire

Chapter 103: Grace (Lower)

I was dressed in summer clothes the other day, but today the temperature dropped by a dozen degrees. I heard there was a hail coming from Chongqing. What's the matter now?

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“Jingyu, you are a good soldier, I want to leave the patrol battalion to you. How about that? ”

As it turns out, Xiao Jingyu was so surprised for the second time today that long after Liang Di opened his mouth, he did not reply.

Liang Emperor waited patiently at first. He thought King Jing's silence was discretionary on how to phrase Shane. After all, the child had been a foreign leader for many years, with few favors. Naturally, he was not as responsive as the king of honor. Open his mouth with sweet words was a set, and waiting for him for a moment was no harm.

But wait, Liang Di gradually felt something wrong.

King Jing's expression is increasingly not so much about how Shane should be considered, but about whether he should accept the appointment.

Liang Di's heart was at a pause.

The prince and the king of honor fought in the dynasty for a blush and a rough neck. It's not like King Jing didn't see it. He didn't have a fight for this favor. He should be excited now, not to mention thanksgiving. In any case, it shouldn't be such a hesitant look.

“Jingxiao, are you afraid of hard work?” Liang Di sank his face and asked coldly.

“I dare not,” Jing Wang knelt down, “Father's grace, Song Shenhuo feeling. It's just...”

“Just what? ”

King Jing hesitated for a moment and set his mind to it. “Nothing… Son Shen is willing to take up this position. In the future, he will do his duty and do not owe it to his father. ”

He didn't say anything, but only this skepticism, Liang Emperor understood most of it. Though King Jing's response to St. Eun's pet's light-heartedly touched his rebellion, on the other hand, the son's apparent unwillingness to get involved in the current Hajj party argument reassured him.

“You don't have to worry too much," Liang Di stretched out his hand and patted King Jing's shoulder, "your cousin Prince, is also tired of military work, control small patrol camps what is it? There is a father to stand up for you, see who dares to say anything, if there is any grievance in the future, even if you tell the father to know, naturally you will be in charge. ”

In fact, the reason for King Jing's hesitation is not as faint as Liang Emperor thought. Since he has set the throne as his goal, it is good to have an extra share of power, but he is hesitant to suddenly appear too gracious because he is still weak, so as not to be tarnished prematurely by the Crown Prince. But Liang Emperor Hsu Eun was in person at this moment. He didn't have time to go back and discuss with Su Zhe. He could only bite his teeth once and take it first.

Throughout the process, Jing Fei stood silent as if it was none of her business. She didn't bring a snow clam until the father and son had almost spoken. She softly said, "Your Majesty, you haven't had lunch today, have you? Slight two spoons. How about a moment of sleep right here at the concubine? ”

Liang Di took over the porcelain, scooped the delicacy with a small spoon, less aromatic than the usual snow clams, more refreshing, light sweetness, a thin layer of back aroma at the tip of the tongue, didn't feel half the meal, rinsed the mouth, held by Jing Fei to lie down, head to pillow, the mouth and nose surrounded the fragrance.

“What pillow is this? ”

“Return to Your Majesty, this is the core of the concubine sun gold and silver flower, then add plum, laurel, various colors of medicine, wrapped with dry lotus leaves and then made homemade cotton pillows. If Your Majesty likes, the concubine carefully sews a new one for His Majesty. ”

“Okay, okay.” Liang Emperor only felt comfortable, closed his eyes slightly, and opened up again. "I rested here, Jingxiang had to leave. Your mother and son rarely had a party, didn't you let me stir it up? ”

“Serving His Majesty is the first part of the concubine,” Jing Feng smiled, “His Majesty said, but Jing was frightened. ”

Liang Di laughed twice and said to Jing Wang, who had retreated to the door: "Jing Yao, I have stirred you up today, naturally I want to make amends. From now on, feel free to enter the Palazzo dello and greet your mother-in-law. There is no need for further instructions. ”

One by one, he has never had the generosity, but this is the last one, and he gets the response he wants. Jing Fei covered her mouth and smiled. Tears glistened in her eyes. King Jing was even more full of joy. She bowed down her shirt and bowed her head: “Son Shen... thank you father Long En! ”

The Emperor's preference has always been the most sensitive wind marker in the palace. Though it was just to take a break and admire some of the objects, everyone has realized that the Palazzo del Ciro is beginning to be favored by the Emperor. After the departure of Emperor Liang, the late greeters gradually broke the door and stayed up until late. Even the queen asked about the details of her escort when she went to Nakamiya at dusk and stabbed the concubine a few times. However, the more knowledgeable the way in the palace, the less cynical it was, the more she smiled and praised Jing Fei, silently taking the queen back. Two long-standing enemies in the Chaoyang palace lips and tongues like knives, teeth like swords, the laughter murmurs, but the quiet princess herself, who is the origin of the matter, quietly silent, beside silent background, a pair of pet and not surprised, it is a dark exclamation.

The tidal waters in the palace have not yet spread so quickly to the famous Su house of Hehe. Therefore, when Meng sneaked in to visit, he only saw Mae Chang-su reading under the lights.

“I'm relieved that your body and mood have been well adjusted lately.” The banned leader laughed relaxed, "What book are you reading? Still adding notes? ”

“Xiangdi Diary", in which the humanities and geography are well documented and interesting, is not available for off-site exploration, ”Mai Changsu smiled and put down a small penny in his hand,“ I have also been to some places, with a note of emotion, but just bored. ”

Meng Zhengsu was in a good mood when he took a closer look at it. A question he had long wanted to ask finally came up today. "Your handwriting is very different from the previous one. Did you do it deliberately? ”

“Kind of deliberate, kind of helpless.” Mae Changsu closed the book and put it at the side of the case. "I now have a weak wrist. The pen sharpener will change, and then the font wording will be much simpler. If I had to write two more words like I used to, I wouldn't have been able to. ”

Meng Xi had some regrets. How could he ask such a sad question? “I hear you won't let Mu Qing go back to Yunnan, right? ”

“Yes," Mae Changsu poured a cup of tea for the guests and pushed it over. “Mu Qing originally left the King on the grounds of the Empress. Now that her elderly family had passed away for a short time, Mu Qing was anxious to leave the table. Once it appeared cold, it would attract more suspicion from His Majesty. He's not in any danger right now. Why don't you stay in peace for a year, have a look, practice more, nothing bad. ”

“That's right," Meng nodded sincerely, "although Mu Qing is not from the clan, but the Empress has always cared for the younger generations, so the royal family doesn't have to say, even if it is the children of the grandmother and the clan's surname, which privately does not call her grandmother and grandmother? It is also right to observe a year of filial piety for her in Beijing. ”

Mae Chang Su looked at the lights and lowered her voice: “She loved the children. The children knew it in their hearts, so even if Mu Qing's temper was sudden, she immediately listened to my suggestion to stop the watch and agreed to leave Kyung Shouxiao behind. If Nephew could have come, he would have come already..."

Meng Si just felt that he was really wrong to say so much today. It seemed like he was here to destroy Mae Chang Su's relaxed mood. He grabbed the teacup and drank it. Then he changed the subject: “Summer and winter have been quiet lately, it seems that there has been no action. But when I think of her temper, I find it more palpitating. Do you think Xia Jiang has noticed something already? ”

“I just want to watch it change. As I have always said, summer and winter are not vegetarian. She now knows the truth. No matter how much she used to admire her master, she is now alert, self-preservation ability or some, so it is not my turn to worry. Xia Jiang can detect or not, let them fight first, this process and the attitude of summer, spring, summer and autumn, I want to see it again.” When Mae Chang-su said this, he seemed to speak more harshly than before the loss of the country. His eyes were also chilled. “Brother Nie's survivors, don't let me down...”

“Xiaoshu," Meng looked at him in earnest, just what he was about to say. Li Xian suddenly broke in straight from the outside. “Master, Yu Wang is about to come in. He rushed to the inside as soon as he landed in the sedan. We couldn't stop him...”

Mae Changsu frowned, knowing that Meng Min was not allowed to go out now, he was slammed in the face. He immediately got up and opened the door of the secret passage. He also stuffed Meng Min with the "Xiangdi Diary" on the table. He pushed him in and quickly said: “The commissioned president is in there to read the book, Yu Wang is gone and we'll talk. ”

Meng Si walked in, the secret door had just closed, and Yu Wang's footsteps had sounded in front of the door. Mae Changsu turned to greet him, and at the same time showed Li Xian and Zhen Ping behind Yu Wang to step down.

“Mr. Sue, do you know that the battalion has been reorganized?” When Yu Wang came in, he made no opening remarks. The first sentence went straight to the subject. He bit his teeth and looked gloomy when he said it.

“Oh?” Mae Chang-su picked his eyebrows. “Look at His Highness. Am I wrong? ”

“You weren't wrong, Father didn't let the army take over," Yu Wangsha was sullen, “he gave control to Jing Wang. ”

This time Mae Chang-su really had some accident, "King Jing? When did this happen? ”

“This afternoon. Without warning, His Majesty did not ask anyone what they meant and suddenly decided so. ”

“I don't know what His Highness is angry about.” Mae Chang Su faintly said, "Isn't it good to go back to King Jing's restraint? At least he is fair, Your Highness. Don't worry, he will favor the Prince. ”

“If Jing Wang is only Jing Wang, of course I would love to see him succeed, but..." Yu Wang has a special sensitivity to his enemies. His feeling is particularly strong at this moment, "doesn't Mr. Su feel that Jing Wang has recently gone too fast? From the time of the invasion, the father's grace to him grew, and even the reigning ministers' reputation for him grew higher and higher every day. A few newly-used dynasties seem to have a good impression on him. Although there are no signs of partisanship at this time, the King of Jing is no longer the King of Jing when he first returned last year. ”

Mae Changsu seemed to think very carefully, "This seedling is indeed somewhat suspicious. But if King Jing is ambitious and no one embraces support, it will always be difficult, Your Highness. Do you confirm that he has never formed a party? ”

“According to the usual intelligence. But as recently as… some are disappointing, some things are later perceived, and some are wrong. She suspected that there had been a mole, otherwise not so many eyeliners, brushed and broken, not even a single mistake. ”

Mae Chang Su flexed his finger knocking on the table and slowly said: “I never asked much about Miss Qin. But if you want to come to her list, it should be a secret matter. How can you not find out if you feel comfortable investigating the mole? ”

Yu Wang looked down and didn't speak. He was very clear in his heart that if Qin Jiao placed his eyeliner list in the provinces, only he, herself, Mr. Wang Fu's chief master Kang and the most trusted Tai Bachelor Zhu Hua knew. None of these people should be suspected. If I don't have to say anything to Qin, Mr. Kang has been in the capital for more than 20 years. Zhu Hua is a powerful helper in the chapel, and is also the Queen's brother-in-law... of the Queen...

Mae Changsu glanced at him with his tail, as if he didn't see his gloomy expression at the time. He was still at peace: “Your Highness rushed in, did you really only control a patrol camp for King Jing's Day? ”

“Of course it's more than that. The father also gave a mercy, and King Jing could enter the Miyagi Province at will in the future, without having to ask for another decree. It's the privilege of a prince, just because he's a county king, he'll be promoted to the next rank, next to me. Think about the calm and calm of the father for many years, for no reason, but he actually remembered to seal the princess. Together, these things could not have been coincidences. The father clearly intended to support the King of Jing, just as he had...” The king of honor said here, suddenly he must have God, swallowed the second half of the words back.

Like he raised you back then? Plum Changsu drowned his curtains, hiding the sneer in his eyes, but was intrigued to pretend that he didn't hear clearly. Slowly cutting the light cores with the shears, it was still a light cloud.

“Mr. Su,” Yu Wang was a little annoyed by his careless attitude. He couldn't help but increase his tone of speech by a few points. “This King is not joking, sir. This is a trick, as if he didn't take the king's situation into account! ”

Mae Changsu slowly let go of the silver shears and turned to face the king of honor. His eyes were as clear as water, enough to wipe out all the mars from around the prince. His voice was even more stable as a waveless ancient well.

“Your Highness, since you have seen that His Majesty did it intentionally, what's the rush? ”