wind and earth

In the moonlight, Cheng Yang sat in the courtyard of the Du Mansion, his brows slightly frowned, and he sighed silently.

"Why don't you sleep?" Du He covered her with a tapestry.

"Hmm...I'm thinking about something." Wei slightly pulled the corner of his mouth.

"But you're thinking about the Nine Generals?"

"Ok…"

"Fool, the general is such a small-hearted person? You have been worrying about it all the time, but it makes people think it's his fault." Take Chengyang.

"Brother Prince also said, Uncle never blamed me, but I always feel it's my fault." He took Du He's hand.

"You are so stupid, the crown prince won't let you see the Ninth General. It must be the Ninth General's return to the city. I haven't seen the light yet. I have been looking for it, but I have killed the General." Du He thought about Mr. Chu being splashed with water today. Seeing the panic on Dad's face, he understood.

Since he was a child with the prince, General Jiufeng, Duan Zhixuan and Du Yan, he naturally knew something about the prince and the general. The way the prince looked at Mr. Chu was the same as before, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

"That's right!" Cheng Yang suddenly realized, "Look at my temperament!" There was a bit of relief on his face.

"Listen, sir, get a good night's sleep, be your Chengyang princess in good spirits, and wait for the general to return to the city to meet us." I was also happy for the prince. They were separated these years, and it was hard for each other.

The two of them strolled, passed the lobby, and saw Du Yan kneeling on the ground, being lectured.

"Drinking crazy, I asked General Duan to carry you back home, hugged your husband, talked nonsense, and even splashed water on him." His face turned red with anger.

"Father, I miss him very much." He blamed Du Ruhui.

"You! You're blaming me!" He quickly took a sip of tea.

"I'm just so affectionate. I thought about him so hard that I flogged him..." He asked him to remove his makeup.

"Are you saying that your father and I are ruthless and cold-blooded!"

"No." He muttered.

"You, you follow some martial arts lord to go here and there on weekdays, and that's all for dad." You have to think about what happened this time, sir, and don't do anything willful.

"But I don't want him to sacrifice for that guy." He looked dissatisfied.

"You!" Waving his sleeves and turning his back, he exhaled.

"Father, I see you are very happy." Du Yan simply sat on the ground instead of kneeling.

Du Ruhui glanced at Du Yan, thinking about the farce this afternoon, his eyes softened and he smiled more.

"Can you be unhappy?" The corners of his mouth curled up.

Du Yan lay on the lobby, yelled, and then laughed.

Jiufeng, back!

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Jiufeng and Du Ruhui talked for a while in the front hall, only to see Du Ruhui sigh.

"Thoughts, I'm afraid it's more bad than good." Du Ruhui couldn't hide his sadness.

"I can't decide yet." I always feel different.

"This child has entered the family tree of the Du family, so he is safe now."

"Thank you, Lord Du." Jiu Feng bowed.

The two talked for a while before Jiufeng entered the room.

"Are you awake?" Seeing him sitting on the bed blankly.

Jiu Feng didn't take it seriously, sat on the bed and brought a bowl of hot porridge.

"Eat something?"

"I...I'm going to find my mother." Mu Ran grabbed the quilt with an unyielding expression on her face.

"Can't go." Jiufeng said directly.

Surprised, he opened his eyes and looked at Jiu Feng: "Why not!"

"Your father sacrificed himself to protect you." He looked at him.

"Why didn't she save us!" Obviously she... has such a high status.

"You know she can't be saved."

Staring blankly at Jiufeng, there was emotion in his eyes.

"Changsun Wuji sent someone to rescue you?" Jiu Feng sighed.

Nodded numbly, then snorted coldly.

"Who's chasing you?"

"Fusang man." Mu Ran clenched his fists, and said: "The eldest grandson wanted to save my father, but he couldn't find him, so he asked someone to follow me." The eldest grandson let him die, and only wanted to use him to find his father.

Jiufeng was distressed and numb, twisted on the handkerchief, and wiped his face.

"Until a few days ago, the eldest grandson seemed to have news of my father, so he allowed the Fusang thieves to hunt and kill me." He remembered that look in his eyes, which was extremely cold.

"He didn't find your father." Jiu Feng decided to tell him frankly, and said, "None of us found him."

"That's good..." At least he still had some hope.

Jiu Feng got up to let him be quiet, but he pulled up the corner of his clothes.

"You stay with me." Mu Ran pulled hard, very stubborn.

Jiufeng smiled helplessly, and sat back on the bed.

After a moment, Chengqian entered the room, and when he saw Muran, he stared at Jiufeng and covered his eyes.

"Who told you to look at Jiufeng like this?" Ignoring the dumb struggle.

"Let it go...let it go! I want to see it!" He squeezed Chengqian's hand.

"Still doing such little tricks!" He pulled up his sleeves.

"He is good-looking and loves me. I will marry him in two years!" Suddenly he regained energy and stood on the bed.

"Huh! Marry him!" He rubbed his forehead with his hands, "If I marry him too!"

Jiu Feng was slightly stunned, and smiled sullenly. The point is not whether to marry or not, but what to do with the child seriously.

"Xiaoxuan, do you have tea?" Sitting aside, watching the farce in front of him.

Duan Zhixuan still had no expression on his face, and served tea.

"Aren't you as old as Cheng Qian?" Jiu Feng suddenly remembered.

"The same year." Following Jiu Feng's eyes.

The two people in front of them even loosened their buns.

Jiu Feng laughed happily and glanced at Duan Zhixuan.

"Xiaoxuan, you can bear it like this... Hahahaha..." Jiufeng laughed exaggeratedly.

Duan Zhixuan thought for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth: "I'm worried about being disrespectful to the eldest son."

The two people fighting together, together with Jiu Feng, were taken aback for a moment, hugging their bellies and laughing loudly

----

In the hall of Qinhe, Li Shimin walked down the hall and looked at the pictures. At this time, Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling jointly invited the subordinates of the imperial guards to play for the grand ceremony. They also talked for half an hour in the hall.

"Xuanling's offer of advice, it's as clear as day, you two are really seamless." Smiled with satisfaction, looked at the picture book again, and touched the handwriting on the picture.

Du Ruhui saw it clearly, but smiled and said nothing.

"Your Majesty, my lord, grandson, please see me." Li Quan stepped forward.

"Let him in quickly!" He laughed happily.

Changsun Wuji bowed and kowtowed, and when he saw Tuzhi, he first admired the careful planning, and then saw the words on Tuzhi, his eyes froze.

Li Shimin saw it clearly, and curled the corner of his mouth: "Why is Aiqing so surprised?"

The eldest grandson restrained his expression, bowed his head and said, "No, just looking at this word, it looks like it was written by the Ninth General."

Du Ruhui's palms were sweating, the tit-for-tat confrontation between his eldest grandson and Jiu Feng was no longer a matter of a day or two, and now his eldest grandson saw this picture, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

"There is such a resemblance." Li Shimin nodded Tuzhi with his finger.

"Could it be that the Ninth General has returned to the city?" The eldest grandson looked at Xiangdu and Fang.

The two bowed their heads in silence, looking ignorant.

"If that kid goes back to the city, I will be the first one not to let him go." He pretended to be angry, but was actually happy.

How could the eldest grandson not understand Li Shimin, he quickly smiled and said: "Exactly, if the nine generals return to the city to help me in the Tang Dynasty, it will be even more powerful for this autumn festival ceremony."

Li Shimin laughed again and said with emotion: "I miss him very much."

To speak clearly, warn Zhangsun Wuji.

Sit back in the big seat and drink tea.

"Wuji, what are you looking for?" Changing his face again, he looked at his eldest grandson Wuji with a smile.

"Reporting to the emperor, I have ordered a hundred servants to secretly surround the mansion of Prince Qi, and wait for tomorrow's grand ceremony to restrain his subordinates." To capture the thief, the king must be captured first. This time the rebellion must be dominated by King Qi. A month ago, he made people Follow King Qi.

"Oh..." I couldn't help sighing after all.

"Your Majesty, please forgive King Qi." Fang Xuanling spoke out first.

"Your Majesty, King Qi was just confused for a while, please forgive me." Du Ruhui bowed his head.

He thought about yesterday when Chu Feng lifted the car curtain to remind him that hundreds of thousands of emperors are unwilling to get rid of King Qi, and hope that their ministers must be sympathetic to the emperor's mood, and don't add fuel to the fire, annoy the emperor, and make the emperor feel sad.

The eldest grandson was taken aback, thought for a while, and then said: "The king of Qi was deceived by the power, and for a moment he deviated, and I thought that punishment was punishment. As a prince, he should live to accept the crime and serve the people's well-being all his life."

"You are speaking for him, but he rebelled!" Still with a sad face.

The three ministers knelt together: "I hope the emperor will show mercy."

Li Shimin stared at them and remained silent.

Du and Fang withdrew from the hall, while the eldest grandson was still kneeling above the hall.

"Wuji, why are you still kneeling?" He called Li Quan again and told him to take his seat.

"Your Majesty, on the roster of this grand ceremony, Lord Du, Lord Zeng of the third rank, Lord King of the third rank... all have written that the concubine will participate in the ceremony. Is this so safe?" Once this example is opened, the family and state affairs of the ministers in the court will be disturbed in the future. The world is in chaos.

"Let me see the roster."

Li Quan presented it with both hands, and saw that the emperor read each page carefully, and asked a few questions from time to time.

"What Aiqing said is very true." After a pause, he said, "This time, it is a special precedent. The autumn festival ceremony is held together with my birthday, and this is the reason for the concubine to participate."

"But Your Majesty..."

"Ai Qing, I see those bastards are soldiers and generals. This grand ceremony will definitely be useful." He flipped through the roster again, looking at Du Yan's name.

"The minister complies with the decree." The eldest grandson had no choice but to worry about the future government regulations and disciplines. This time the emperor made this special case, and the regulations must be re-guided.

"Ai Qing." The eldest grandson shouted to retire.

"The emperor." Bowing.

"Fortunately, I have you in my government. This time, I did it arbitrarily."

Changsun Wuji quickly knelt down: "I don't dare, what I think is only for me in the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

"I know." He smiled and said, "Get up quickly."

Walk down the hall, and walk outside the hall with the eldest grandson, overlooking the imperial city below the steps.

"Wuji." Changed titles, both minister and friend.

"The minister is here."

"You said if the marriage is still there, what will happen if you know about King Qi?"

The eldest grandson was slightly stunned and lowered his head.

Li Shimin suddenly smiled again, and patted his eldest grandson on the shoulder: "Why did I ask you? It hurt your heart again."

The eldest grandson still lowered his head.

Li Shimin turned around, and before leaving, he suddenly said: "Doctor Namu really saved the plum blossom in front of her palace. At the end of winter, you and I go to drink."

The grandson's hands trembled slightly, and he bowed his head to send off Li Shimin respectfully.

----

Empress Changsun sat on the bench, looking at the plum tree in front of her.

"Yinqin, why don't you rest in the house?" Li Shimin approached Empress Changsun and held her hand, which was still cold.

"King Qin, look." His face was still pale.

"What? Plum tree?" They planted it together when the Zhengde Palace was built.

"I asked Dr. Wood to save it as well." Laughing weakly.

"You..." Looking at Empress Changsun, she lowered her eyes, feeling distressed for a while.

"King Qin." Empress Changsun touched his hand and said, "Brother is not wrong."

She looked relieved, just like her Cheng Qian and Jiu Feng were not wrong.

Li Shimin clenched his fist, he really blamed Changsun Wuji.

Blame him for forcing his thoughts to leave, just because of Gangji and Chaofeng!

"I really hope to see this plum blossom in full bloom..." She closed her eyes tiredly and smiled lightly.

"It's ok..." Hugging Empress Changsun tightly.

"Hmm... that's ok..." He embraced Li Shimin.

Li Shimin's eyes were red, and he was anxious. When he ordered to search for wood yesterday, he discovered that he had been raided by Fusang people and his whereabouts were unknown.

----

It was dusk and the sun was setting, and Chengqian held Chufeng and sat on the side of a hill five miles outside the city, overlooking the entire Chang'an city.

"Ganer, look at this city is peaceful, what will happen tomorrow?" He didn't put on any makeup or gauze, showing a pretty face.

"I just hope that innocent people will not be hurt." His fingers rubbed Chufeng's face.

"If you become the king, you must be a famous master." Leaning on Chengqian's hand.

"Hahaha...I won't be the name master." Pulling Chufeng together, they lay on the grass together, and he let him lie on top of him.

Chufeng smiled, propped up his half body, and looked down at him.

"Because I only spoil you, my heart is too biased, and I can't settle down." He pulled down Chufeng's hair, and saw his black hair blowing in the wind.

"Gan'er, will you not let go of Su Jing'er and Hai'er?" Leaning on Cheng Qian, he let him embrace him.

"Would Jiu'er not let go of the lady and child of Mount Paektu?" He asked back.

"Even if there is reluctance, I am willing." After speaking, he smiled.

Cheng Qian followed with a smile, his words sounded like Jiu Feng's temperament.

"I have planted purple hibiscus flowers in Bianzhou Security Bureau."

"You need to save more space."

"How to say?"

"Ning'er said what pink cherry tree to plant."

"You mean she's admitting me?" She curled her eyes and smiled happily.

"What do you think?" Cheng Qian smiled foolishly.

"It's okay if I let her plant the entire Genting Hall."

Chufeng smiled happily, looking into Chengqian's eyes, full of emotion.

"If you look at me like that again, I can't guarantee that you will be able to attend the ceremony tomorrow." Stealing his lips, he kissed him deeply.

"Tomorrow, remember to let Xiao Fei protect Du He." I was still worried.

"Well, I also gave him the authentic picture." Along his hair, he said, "Jiu'er..."

"Huh?" A bit lazy.

"I feel sorry for you." Always see all the secrets, all life and death.

"That's enough." She frowned and smiled.

"Tomorrow Muran will also enter the grand ceremony." Cheng Qian smiled and shook his head.

"Well... but sitting..." did not finish.

"Yes." He added, "See how he makes trouble tomorrow."

Look at Chu Feng, then laugh

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Mu Ran's eyes widened, and she rushed towards Cheng Qian suddenly, pulling him away.

"You! You! You're nasty!" She actually hugged Jiufeng and wanted to kiss him!

"You boy." Being interrupted, Cheng Qian rolled up his sleeves with a displeased face.

"I'll be taller than you in two years." He held Jiufeng behind him.

Jiu Feng looked at Mu Ran, who was no more than five feet tall, with amused expression, and held back his laughter.

"Hmph! Who's waiting for you for two years!" Pushing his head, he said mercilessly, "Who let you into the palace?"

"If I want to come in, I can come in, you can control it!" Taking a step back, without arguing with Cheng Qian, he turned around and hugged Jiu Feng's waist.

When Jiu Feng heard him say this, he felt strange: "Why do you come in when you want?"

"Take the road!" It was natural to say.

"True?" Jiu Feng was taken aback.

"In the western city...there is a pharmacy by the gate, and there is...a tunnel next to the pharmacy, which leads to the Northern Cold Palace in this palace." He hesitated.

"Want to talk to me?" Jiu Feng took his hand.

"Last month...I sneaked out of the house, thinking about looking for grandson Wuji..." He didn't want to lie to Jiufeng.

Cheng Qian was surprised, surprised at his boldness.

"I found him, but he came out of the tunnel and sat by the pharmacy for nearly an hour before leaving." He didn't listen to Jiu Feng's words, and now he felt a little nervous.

"Really? You have come in many times by yourself?" He smiled softly without scolding.

"Hmm!" Seeing that nothing was wrong, Mu Ran returned to her original insolent personality.

Nine winds were entangled for a full hour.

He glanced at Jiufeng, hugged him before turning around and walking normally.

Keep Jiu Feng in mind, because Jiu Feng was the first person to tell him the truth.