I'm still so majestic

The method proposed by Xie Wenzhuo was quite effective.

On the day when the city wall notice was posted, the students who had been kneeling in front of Miyagi for many days dispersed, and the number of verbal and written articles gradually decreased.Many interested people smelled an unusual aura from it, and after careful consideration, they gradually realized that the situation in the court was really about to change completely.

On the first day of September, Beijing examination, sunrise and sunset and rest, for three consecutive days.

Three days later, the examinee's answer sheet was sealed and sent to the Imperial Academy. Luo Ming and Xie Wenzhuo led the review, assisted by the four academicians of the Imperial Academy. They had to make a decision within three days.

Xie Wenzhuo knew the truth about this matter and took his time, but Luo Ming was in a dilemma.

The reason, of course, was Yan Zhou's side.

This day was the second day of the three-day period. Luo Ming came out of the Imperial Academy, frowning unconsciously.

His heart was not going well, and he was too depressed.

When the self-disclosure question appeared and the content of the exam changed, Luo Ming knew that he was on the cusp of the storm, and there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him, so he should be more cautious. Time to play tricks.

Luo Ming is not stupid, under the current situation, it is impossible to insert a family into it, everything can only rely on ability, but Yan Zhou seems to be unaware of how many times he has been urged overtly and secretly these days.

It is difficult to deal with it on weekdays, but my heart is extremely gloomy.

Luo Ming keenly sensed that Yan Zhou probably wanted to make him a sacrifice.

Long before, Yan Zhou had lost some trust in him and Chen Zhixiao, and always avoided them in many important matters.Up to now, he is clear about the twists and turns behind this incident. Yan Zhou has been immersed in political schemes for decades, and he will not fail to understand, but he still wants him to do so. The meaning cannot be more clear.

Chen Zhixiao couldn't think of anything else in his heart, but Luo Ming couldn't think of it. He had suffered so much for so many years and climbed up to the present step by step, not because he was a victim of a power struggle.

This matter must be carefully considered, but what should be done?

Luo Ming's brows deepened unconsciously, and the gloomy and distressed look in his eyes could be seen at a glance. He walked for a while, and seeing that he was about to get home, he didn't want his wife and children at home to see him like this, so he tried his best to slow down his face, and pulled out a smile. walk over.

Just walked a few steps, but saw a person standing beside his mansion from a distance, with calm eyes, tall and tall body, and a black and silver-patterned robe fluttering in the wind, when he saw him coming, he raised his head and smiled slightly , calling out: "Luo Shangshu."

Seeing his appearance clearly, Luo Ming's heart skipped a beat: "Teacher Xie came here on purpose, but is there something wrong?"

"It doesn't matter whether Xie is busy or not. The important thing is that Luo Shangshu has something on his mind." Xie Wenzhuo's dark eyes met Luo Ming's directly, "Besides, it is still a major event that makes Shangshu sleepless."

Luo Ming suddenly felt that the thoughts in his heart had been seen clearly by those clear eyes, and he couldn't help but panic. After a long time, he forced his mind down: "What exactly is Mr. Xie trying to say?"

Xie Wenzhuo didn't answer his question: "Wouldn't Luo Shangshu want to invite me in?"

Hearing this, Luo Ming lowered his head, struggled with hesitation and doubt on his face, and remained silent.

Xie Wenzhuo was not in a hurry, and stood there with a smile waiting for the ending. After a long time, Luo Ming raised his head. The complicated emotions before had settled into a little firmness in the depths of his eyes. He raised his head and looked at Xie Wenzhuo.

"Thank you, Mrs. Madam, please."

……

There was a shower in the afternoon, and the sky was dark and muggy, making people drowsy.

When Yan Ji woke up, the rain had stopped outside, the hall was filled with smoke, and the mimosa on the window sill was covered with a dark color.He sat up, and Er Gouzi, who was lying on the side, turned his head to look at the movement, and then ran over joyfully, with his front paws on the couch.

Yanji squeezed its paws and got down on the couch.He casually put on a coat and went out. Just as he opened the door, he saw a man standing by the window and turned his head to look over. His eyes were silent and firm.

"Your Majesty, General He has been here for half an hour. I didn't want to disturb your rest, so I didn't let the servant call you." Shao He said, and bowed and retreated after seeing Yan Ji nodding his head.

Only Yan Ji and He Ji were left in the hall.

If it had been the same as before, He Ji would usually be silent until the end before speaking, but this time he opened his mouth first: "Your Majesty, just now I stood here and looked at it for a long time, and I think the color of the hibiscus outside is very good. Your Majesty is willing to go with me. have a look?"

Yan Ji also happened to ask him for something, so he smiled and said, "Okay."

The two went out together and stood in the corridor outside.At this time, the shower had just stopped, and the rainwater slowly dripped along the eaves and fell on the flowers, and it was covered with a layer of fog in an instant.

Beautiful.

Yan Ji and He Ji looked at it for a while: "This year's hibiscus blooms well, but it's not a peaceful year."

He Ji stood by the side, still expressionless, and turned his head to look at him slightly: "Although it is not peaceful, but for the minister, it is a happy time of the year."

His words were a bit inexplicable, Yan Ji looked over in doubt, the latter lowered his eyes in his gaze, and finally said four words lightly: "A long-cherished wish has come true."

Yan Ji felt that He Ji's long-cherished wish was nothing more than two points.

One is to avenge his father and brother and take up the glory of the general's mansion.

The second is to protect the rivers and mountains immediately with the horizontal knife.

If you think so, your long-cherished wish has come true, Yan Ji smiled: "It's a good thing if your long-cherished wish comes true, but now, I still have something to ask the general."

He Ji listened quietly.

Yan Ji met his eyes seriously: "The general has returned to Beijing for several months, and the return date is approaching. Will the general return to Yunnan, or will he continue to stay in the capital?"

After thinking for a while, he said again: "If you are willing to stay, I will give you the command of the Eighth Battalion in Kyoto, and you will also be in charge of the Ministry of War and the Forbidden Army of Miyagi. I also know that your heart is on the battlefield and not on the court. If you don’t want to, I will let you go, give you all the military power on all sides, and fulfill your ambition of Qingyun... What does the general want?"

He Ji didn't speak, but stared at him for a long time with a pair of black eyes, and said, "Your Majesty, the court is too treacherous, struggling and ups and downs, and can't be free for half a lifetime. I yearn for the bright moon in the desert, but the person I miss in my heart is in the capital."

He took out the jade pendant that had been properly stored, and suddenly his expression was unprecedentedly persistent: "Your Majesty, what choice do you want to make in your heart?"

Yan Ji looked at the jade pendant in his hand, not knowing what to say for a moment.

In his heart, he naturally hoped that He Ji would stay. There were too many uncontrollable things outside. Yan Ji clearly remembered that in the first few lives, He Ji died in the expedition every time in the fifth year of Tianhe.

Even though he controlled the overall situation and changed the trajectory in the previous life, many things in this life have obviously deviated, and Yan Ji doesn't know whether He Ji can survive.

Still in Jingzhong Insurance.

But... the person He Ji mentioned had nothing to do with him.

Yan Ji looked at He Ji helplessly: "You know in your heart that I am not that person."

He Ji suddenly asked: "Does Your Majesty know the name of the minister?"

"Long letter."

Yan Ji replied subconsciously, and then saw the corners of He Ji's lips curling up in joy, "Your Majesty, except for the parents and elder brothers, only the person who reads the words of the minister knows, if you are not him, so what?" knew."

Yan Ji was at a loss for words.

He can't say that I know you too well in my previous life, so I know.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yan Ji still didn't know what he should say, so he simply raised his head: "In short, I am not."

He Ji looked at him quietly, the persistence in his eyes became more intense.

Yan Ji understood him, and felt a headache when he saw him like this. Just as he was about to speak, the gloomy person in front of him suddenly slowed down his expression: "Since Your Majesty said no, then it is not."

His attitude changed so quickly, Yan Ji couldn't help being taken aback, looked up, He Ji looked down at him, a rare smile appeared on his usually expressionless face, and said: "It's not right to keep thinking about the old things, everything is wrong." It depends on the present, so I think that His Majesty should be the person I care about more than going to the unknown old people."

As he said that, he took back the jade pendant in his hand, and looked straight into Yanji's eyes: "Your Majesty, from now on, I will only come here for you, not for the past."

Yanji: "..."

This routine has caught me off guard.

He took a deep breath: "Does the general know what he is talking about?"

He Ji nodded calmly.

If this appearance appeared on any of Fu Zhihuai and Xie Wenzhuo, Yanji would feel normal, but He Ji has always had a temperament that no strangers should enter. Suddenly he is so flexible and thick-skinned, so Yanji I feel very spooky.

Yan Ji hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but said, "General He, what kind of stimulation did you receive today?"

He Ji: "..."

He Ji regained his expressionless look from the front.

Yan Ji looked at him, feeling really helpless: "General He, you need to carefully consider what you want, don't spoil your feelings because of impulsiveness... I have already said a lot of things to say, whether to go or stay, General Think about it, then go back first."

As he said this, the last trace of smile on He Ji's brows and eyes faded, and he stood there staring at him for a long time, and finally took a step back in silence, turned around and walked out of the corridor after bowing.

Yan Ji stood behind and looked at his back, and sighed.Shao He, who was standing on the other side, stepped forward to put a thin cloak on him, and said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, what I see from what General He said doesn't seem like a fake."

"It's really not a fake."

"Then why does Your Majesty want to speak so utterly?" Shao He said softly, "Is it because of... the Taifu?"

Yan Ji never wanted to hide anyone from the beginning, Shao He has been with him since he was a child, and he was not surprised to know this, he glanced at him and sighed again: "Yes, but not all, Shao He, you have Have you noticed the way the general looks at me?"

The person being asked shook his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"The way the general looks at me is so calm." Yan Ji bowed his head: "There is nostalgia and trust in his eyes, and many emotions are mixed together, rich and deep, but the only thing missing is so charming, a heart-to-heart. Only those who are happy will have the beauty."

"So, to him, I can be in any capacity, but I won't be someone who will live my whole life in vain. Even if I am an old friend in his heart, it's the same, but he doesn't know it."

These words were a bit complicated for Shao He, and the little chatterbox was stunned, and then he seemed to understand and nodded.

Yan Ji looked at him and smiled: "There are some things that he doesn't understand, but I know it in my heart, so I can't waste his thoughts, let alone say nothing, he will always understand... Forget it, Let's go back."

Shao He agreed, and after the sound of footsteps, the corridor became silent again.

The rain falls from the eaves behind, and the mist on the hibiscus flowers is hazy.

The warmest time of the year is about to pass.