I'm still so majestic

Yan Ji looked up at He Ji silently.

The latter lowered his eyes to meet his eyes, the brilliance deep in the black color was restrained, very much like a piece of obsidian covered with water mist that Yan Ji had accidentally seen when he was young.

The man with obsidian-like eyes stepped forward, put the jade pendant close to Yanji's palm, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, you must not forget what you promised me."

Yanji: "..."

Yan Ji has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone cheating a marriage so confidently.

He lowered his head to avoid He Ji's gaze, moved his body slightly, and missed the jade pendant on his palm.He Ji's eyes sank, and he was about to say something, when a low voice suddenly sounded behind him: "General He, isn't this equidistant too abrupt?"

He Ji paused, turned his head and looked over indifferently, Xie Wenzhuo was standing by the door of the study wearing a black and silver-patterned robe, with a gentle smile on his mouth, but his eyes were extremely calm.

He stepped forward and separated He Ji from Yan Ji calmly. When he lowered his head, he inadvertently saw the jade pendant in He Ji's hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at He Ji.

He Ji met his gaze, full of murderous aura, Xie Wenzhuo met his eyes unmoved, the corners of his lips still had the gentle smile that others are used to, but the aura around him was not suppressed at all .

Yan Ji stood on the sidelines and looked at them, feeling that the feeling of watching and killing each other last night came back again.

However, today's plot development seems to have nothing to do with falling in love and killing each other.

Yan Ji looked at the jade pendant in He Ji's hand, choked again, sighed, turned around and took a sip from the teacup to calm down, and then looked at the two people who were tense in front of them: "Don't stand still, let's all sit down."

He Ji sat down as he said, stared at Yanji for a while, and put the jade pendant in his hand on the table.

Xie Wenzhuo turned around and stood behind Yan Ji, his eyes darkened when he saw this, he reached out and took out a love poem from Fu Zhihuai beside him, raised his hand, and the thin letter paper coincidentally covered the jade pendant.

The ink color in He Ji's eyes became darker, Xie Wenzhuo remained unmoved, with a calm smile on his brows and eyes.

The thickness of the skin is strong and weak, which can be seen at a glance.

Yan Ji just felt embarrassed, but didn't know what to say to be natural, so he simply kept silent.The three of them sat for a while, and He Ji raised his eyes to look at Xie Wenzhuo: "Teacher Xie, it's been a long time, I really miss the time when you and I faced swords in the past, why don't we learn from each other."

Xie Wenzhuo raised his eyebrows, looked at Yan Ji first, saw Yan Ji nodding while holding a teacup, and laughed: "That's exactly what I mean, General He, please."

He Ji got up and walked out with Xie Wenzhuo, Yan Ji took Er Gouzi outside to find a place to sit down, watched them move their hands under the peach blossom tree, stretched out their hands to rub Er Gouzi's hair, sighed Tone: "You said, what is all this?"

Ergouzi looked over with innocent eyes and rubbed against Yanji's hand.

Yan Ji pinched its ears, turned them upwards into rabbit ears, and smiled at its aggrieved appearance: "Okay, seeing you being so aggrieved, I feel much relieved."

Er Gouzi was even more aggrieved immediately.

Yan Ji looked down, Xie Wenzhuo stretched out his hand to block He Ji, and then slashed with his hand, the latter dodged it, turned around and came to Xie Wenzhuo's eyes.

They are not brothers, each has its own merits.

He Ji's kung fu was practiced little by little during the battle on the battlefield. It is more than sharp, but it is more or less flexible.Xie Wenzhuo is not as fierce as He Ji, but he is used to seeing all kinds of life when he travels around in his youth, and his comprehension of moves is much better than He Ji.

Yan Ji watched them come and go many times, but they still looked the same as before, and gradually felt a little bored, so she tilted her head to tease Er Gouzi next to her.

After about half an hour like this, suddenly peach blossoms fell on his shoulders, he raised his head, He Ji and Xie Wenzhuo had stopped exchanging ideas, they stood by the side and looked down at him, although their eyebrows were different, the light in their eyes was similar .

He smiled: "Enough?"

Xie Wenzhuo nodded, and He Ji lowered his eyebrows slightly.

Yan Ji got up and entered the imperial study, the people behind him followed him in and took their seats.Yan Ji put back Fu Zhihuai's love poem on the table, and pushed the jade pendant to He Ji's hand: "General He, I don't recognize this jade pendant, I'm afraid you misremembered the person, you should take it back."

He Ji raised his eyes, his eyes were dark and deep: "I remember correctly."

"...Okay." Yan Ji looked at him: "If I gave you this, when would it be?"

"Tianning 26 years, June [-]th."

That year, He Ji's father and brother died in battle, and the Zhenyuan General's Mansion almost couldn't survive.

Yan Ji knew about this time, but the first time he saw He Ji was in the winter of the following year, when He Ji knelt outside his study room and conquered Dongjiaguan during Qingming.

Yan Ji had a hunch that He Ji must have remembered it wrong, but Tianning 26 years was a scar on He Ji's heart, and he didn't want to uncover it.

He Ji understood what he meant, and sat silently without speaking.After a long time, twilight gradually appeared outside the window, the door was knocked, and Shao He stood by the door: "Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."

Yan Ji nodded, He Ji's eyes stopped on his face, and he got up: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, so I will take my leave first."

Yanji gave a low hum.

He Ji bowed and saluted, but did not walk back. He lowered his head and looked at Yan Ji with a pair of introverted eyes: "I understand what your majesty is thinking now, and I don't ask your majesty to respond too early, but I hope your majesty will not forget this intention." .”

Yan Ji was taken aback.

He Ji took a step back, bowed again, carefully took back the jade pendant on the case, turned and walked out.

Yan Ji watched his back disappear by the door, and lowered his head: "It is true that I never saw him that year, and I never gave him these things. Tell me, why is he so stubborn and thinks that he is right?"

His voice was low, muttering to himself.Xie Wenzhuo stood behind, heard his words clearly, the warm smile on the corner of his mouth was suddenly tainted with a touch of bitterness, it was fleeting, and he didn't say anything.

……

into the night.

Xuanjing Hall.

Yan Ji took a bath and was lazily leaning on the couch in his underwear. Xie Wenzhuo hadn't come yet. He felt bored, so he dug out the book that Xie Wenzhuo had brought back and looked casually. Soon, the lights in the hall flickered, and he Raising his head, Xie Wenzhuo stood beside the couch with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

He leaned in and said, "Come on."

Ever since Yan Ji left Xie Wenzhuo behind in a nightmare, the latter never returned to the side hall at night.At the beginning, Yan Ji still slept restlessly, and didn't feel that something was wrong. After he realized it, he looked at Xie Wenzhuo's smiling eyes, and couldn't say anything to chase people away.

Forget it.

Xie Wenzhuo took out the scroll, Yanji glanced down, saw that it was something he had seen before, raised his chin and looked at the man with gentle eyebrows: "Teacher, don't talk about these things today, don't talk about the recent How about the court affairs?"

"Okay." Xie Wenzhuo closed the scroll: "What does Your Majesty want to say?"

"Why don't you just talk about the Jiangnan governor and inspector?" Yan Ji said: "When we talked about this before, you have seen the attitude of those people in the court. They are unreliable. Jiangnan has been flooded for many years, and delaying it is not an option. , still have to choose a safe person.”

Xie Wenzhuo smiled: "In the past few days, the prince's mansion has summoned many people from the south of the Yangtze River, and some of them are talented. They said they were brainstorming and talking about countermeasures for flood control in the south of the Yangtze River."

Yan Ji sneered: "My Uncle Wang is the best at acting. No matter how good the appearance is now, and how wonderful the scriptures handed over are, it will look different when we go to Jiangnan."

In the last life, Prince Lin went to Jiangnan. Although he left a lot of excuses at that time, which gave Yan Ji a chance to injure him later, but in those days when Yan Zhou did not do anything in Jiangnan, the Huai River area was injured, and he used it for many years. Only then recovered.

Now, Yan Ji would rather let Yan Zhou live in peace for a while than Jiangnan.

He looked at Xie Wenzhuo: "This time, the selection of candidates has to weigh many aspects. The person who is sent must not only have a great talent, but also have an identity that others take for granted... Does the Taifu have a suitable candidate in mind?"

Xie Wenzhuo tapped the scroll in his hand lightly with his fingers, and after a long time, he smiled softly: "In this way, there is indeed someone suitable in my mind."

"Ok?"

"Fu Zhihuai."

The export of Fu Zhihuai's name coincides with Yan Ji's thoughts.

Looking at the current Daqi Dynasty Hall, there are only two people with status and ability who can afford this matter, He Ji and Fu Zhihuai. However, He Ji has been fighting all the year round, and he is not capable of dealing with some twists and turns in the political field.

Only Fu Zhihuai was left.

Yan Ji pondered for a moment: "That's the only way to go, but the Prime Minister is not in the capital, and some things in his hands will be taken care of by the Grand Tutor for the time being."

Xie Wenzhuo nodded and agreed.

This matter has been settled, and the rest of the countermeasure selection is just a matter of appearance.

Yan Ji stopped talking about this kind of thing, relaxed and leaned back, Xie Wenzhuo looked at him with a smile, went to bed and put the scroll back, and when he came back, he had the previous small book of Longyang Erotic Palace in his hand.

Although Yan Ji was used to this, she was still a little shy when she saw it, and her eyes flashed unconsciously.Xie Wenzhuo turned the book to yesterday's page, and a moment later, a slightly hoarse voice sounded in the silence.

Posture, tone of voice, sensitivity, feeling.

The picture is so strong that I can't stop it at all.

Yan Ji began to be distracted again, and he didn't dare to look at Xie Wenzhuo with his head down.The Taifu's teaching today was much longer than before, the corner of the wall was full of incense and smoke, Yan Ji lay down, listening to Xie Wenzhuo's voice gradually lowered, the tip of his nose smelled the scent of soothing incense, and gradually felt drowsy, for a long time , closed his eyes in a daze.

Half awake and half asleep, he felt the people around him step down from the couch lightly, the lights were turned off, and Yan Ji became more sleepy in the darkness, and vaguely heard someone leaning over his ear, saying softly: "Your Majesty, Some things may not have happened, but you forgot."

The rain beat the eaves outside the hall, and the night was light.

The voice was hidden in the wind and soon dissipated.