The happy life of the devil and the devil

When Yu Jia returned to Beijing, it was naturally impossible to change horses without changing people like a messenger. He rushed desperately for three days and three nights.After the messenger set off, Yuan Shao took a short rest on the flat ground of the mountain pass to reorganize his team, and then took the remnants of the soldiers who survived the two landslides, under the protection of Habayashi Weigong who gathered outside the mountain to search and rescue, and set off at a speed suitable for an emperor. On the way back to the capital.

Three days later, Ling Yucheng formally put on court clothes, and led the whole class of courtiers to meet the royal driver ten miles outside the east gate of the capital.

Riding the horse and slowly walking out from the crowd, Ling Yucheng looked up at the lord who was also riding the horse, and for the first time felt afraid to approach.

The emperor went on a tour to supervise the country.As a result, the previous moon was peaceful, but at the end of the day, something happened. Even the crown prince was assassinated and injured—yes, the emperor was out of his control, and the solar eclipse was even more out of his control, but what's the use?Supervising the country and supervising the country, if you can't stand up to things at critical moments, or even unforeseen crises, what use is it for you?

Take ten thousand steps back, if you encounter this incident on the battlefield and lose the battle, you are ashamed to go back and tell the lord that the solar eclipse was not my fault?

This is not the worst.The worst thing is, although the prince's assassination was not his handiwork, what do others think?Most importantly, what would Yuan Shao think?

Jing Ye checked her heart, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.The emperor disappeared in distress, and if the prince was assassinated and died again, in the eyes of outsiders, wouldn't he, the empress who holds the power to supervise the country, benefit the most?Going forward can usurp power and seize the throne, and retreating can support a prince who is friendly with him. It is really not possible, and it is not a problem to lead troops to separate one side.No matter what, it's better than watching the crown prince who has always been at odds with him ascend the throne!

Even if he didn't want these benefits, wouldn't he want to take the opportunity to make Beiliang into a mess and vent his anger on himself since the majestic man was forced to bow down?

... If he had just arrived in Beiliang two years ago, if he hadn't received so much care and care from Yuan Shao, he might have really recklessly turned back, even if he was smashed to pieces, Beiliang would also be torn apart and the ground covered. upside down.

There is more than one person who would guess like this. After the crown prince was assassinated, a lot of clan princes and military ministers gathered in Zhaoxin Hall. Could it be that they came to drink tea and chat with him?If he hadn't promised to hand over power immediately after three months, and more importantly, if he hadn't promised that within three months, no soldier in Qingzhou would leave the fief...

He might not even wait for Yuan Shao to come back.

Not to mention, after the news of Yuan Shao's safety came back, there was a steady stream of those memorials that rushed towards him like a flood.

The gates of the capital city have been reopened since they got the news that the emperor is safe, and every courtier who has the right to play has swayed the ink generously, wishing that the paper would be covered with his own blood, so that the emperor above him could see his loyalty , as well as the worry about the emperor's distress and the ecstasy of knowing that the emperor is safe and sound——

Naturally, the solar eclipse in the capital and the astonishing incident of the prince's assassination would not be missed.

Although he has no right to dismantle them, those memorials are collected by him, and then transported to Yuan Shao's place by his hands.

It doesn't matter what other people think or doubt. The so-called "one's mouth makes money" and "accumulation and destruction" only apply to mediocre masters. He never believed that Yuan Shao would be such a person.However, what would Yuan Shao himself think?Could there be even the slightest doubt?

During these short but long days, he woke up more than once in the middle of the night, dripping with cold sweat.

Turning these thoughts over and over in his mind, Ling Yucheng reined in the horse ten steps away and swung the stirrup off the saddle.He took off his saber and handed it to the soldiers following him. He raised his head and gave Yuan Shao a final look, took a deep breath, and fell down to bow down.

"I respectfully welcome Your Majesty back to Beijing! Your Majesty is safe and sound, the good fortune of the community, the good fortune of the ministers!"

"Your Majesty welcomes you back to Beijing—"

"Long live Long live Long live--"

Ling Yucheng got off his horse and knelt down to worship. From the crown prince down, King Kang, Princess Qinghe, King Zhou, King Qin, King Yong, King Chu...the left and right Zhu Kingdoms, the left and right Pingzhang, the left and right privy officials... knelt down row by row, and for a moment The grass died down, and no one dared to stand in front of Yuan Shao.Ling Yucheng prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to raise his head, the horse's hooves were in his ears, and from the corner of his eyes, he watched Yuan Shao's love horse's hooves appear in his field of vision, but he didn't hear him cry for a long time.

The heavy eyes fixed on the back if there is any substance, Ling Yucheng looked down at the ground, not daring to move.It seemed that it took such a long time for a lifetime before he heard a sneer on the top of his head, with a chill that made him tremble from the inside of his bones, and the whip seemed to be whipped down:

"You've got a lot of skill. - Even if you dare to say what I say, you won't listen to it!"

Instantly instinctively wanted to raise his head, but Ling Yucheng came to his senses at the last moment and lowered his head deeply.Exerting too much force, he could almost hear a creaking sound on his neck—at this moment, the familiar voice just now had a higher pitch, from a harsh taunt to a sharp and angry scolding that resounded through the audience in an instant :

"Your saber was given by my relatives, without my will, who asked you to untie the sword before you?—Speak!"

At this moment, no amount of rules and etiquette, no amount of insurmountable separation between ruler and minister, could prevent Ling Yucheng from suddenly raising his head to meet Yuan Shao's focused downward gaze.

From being unbelievable to suddenly realizing that the billowing heat was rushing wantonly in his chest, Ling Yucheng never knew that it was so difficult to see the face and expression of that person clearly from a distance of three steps—that shout was like A blazing sun crashed into his closed heart, washing away the haze accumulated in his chest for days:

He exhausted all his strength to restrain himself from lowering his head again, but there was no strength to calm down the trembling in his voice:

"Your Majesty... for acting recklessly... Your Majesty forgive me!"

"Saber, get on your horse! Do what you have to do!"

This time, the tone of Yuan Shao's answer was unprecedentedly fierce and high-spirited:

"The minister obeys the order!"

The welcoming team, Pearl rolled up the curtain and went back to the palace. It was almost noon when those who were qualified to meet the king lined up.Yuan Shao's return to Beijing this time was different from the past. Although the officials who came to welcome him did not spread all the way from the city gate to the place of the holy driver, they dragged them for five or six miles.

In view of the considerable number of people who came to watch the emperor, Yuan Shao specially opened the main hall to receive congratulations from all the officials.After giving a banquet, a group of middle and small courtiers who could only meet the emperor during Shuo Wang's court visit kowtowed, and after appraising that he was not missing any arms or legs, he returned satisfied, and then moved to Zhaoxin Hall to discuss matters with a group of military and state officials.

It is said that it is a matter of discussion, but there is actually nothing to discuss.What happened in the capital, Yuan Shao has already understood it dozens of times in all directions and from multiple angles in the memorial, and now he is going through a procedure.Sit upright and listen to Ling Yucheng's detailed report on the situation, and then wait for the other officials to add some details about the corners and corners. The courtiers rushed out of the main hall like a tide.

The last ray of sunlight was shut outside the hall by the closed door.As soon as the sound of footsteps stopped, Ling Yucheng, who had been sitting beside Yuan Shao, got up silently, stepped back a few steps, and knelt down quietly in front of the throne.

Yuan Shao clenched one hand into a fist and supported his temple, looked down at his hair, and said nothing.After being quiet for a while, he sighed slowly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Your Majesty is in danger, and the country depends on the Lord." City Mayor Ling Yu knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his eyes. "At this moment, I would rather have something happen to the minister than put the prince in any danger. The minister owes His Majesty's great trust!"

"That's a fair thing to say—and how do you do it?"

Don't mention how to do it.Not only did he fail to protect the prince tightly, but he also knew that the palace was in chaos, but he urged people to go to the most chaotic place with sarcasm.Fortunately, the prince was only injured, what if he died?What if Yuan Shao didn't survive?

Ling Yucheng opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't utter a word. He could only bury his head deeply, staring at the pattern on the brick in front of his knees without saying a word.

Looking at him like this, Yuan Shao felt a headache.To be honest, Ling Yucheng is not the one who bears the greatest responsibility for the assassination and injury of the crown prince—but this stubborn temper, never giving a good face to anyone who doesn't like it, don't scold him, don't let him restrain himself , How dare you let him take on important responsibilities in the future?

"Why, feel wronged?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I am not wronged. It is my fault, and I am willing to be punished."

"You finally know your mistake! This is the first one, what else?"

"I...shouldn't be arrogant and conflict with the prince, Zongzheng and others..."

Listening to his difficult answers word by word, Yuan Shao loosened his fist against his temple, rubbed the center of his brow with his fingers, and let out a second sigh of the day. "How can I say you are good? Supervising the country and supervising the country, since you are taking on the important task of a country, you must have the tolerance for the country. You are good, you can't bear any grievances, and you don't want to use your wrists. You have to fight hard. Things are getting into a big mess, what do you think it wasn't chaotic enough at that time?"

"..." Ling Yucheng's lips moved slightly, but he still swallowed the words that came to his mouth.He understands the truth, yes, at that time, as long as he has a little more tolerance and patience, he can clearly handle things better without having to get into that kind of either-or breakup.But, but...

"Being in power is not like fighting a war. Everyone on the stage is affectionate and friendly. As long as you don't tear your face, you can talk about everything and discuss it. But once you tear your face, you will die. What do you do if you make the relationship so stiff?" benefit?"

"……His Majesty!"

"how?"

"...It's nothing....Sir, thank you for your majesty's instruction."

Yuan Shao stared at Ling Yucheng stubbornly, neither angry nor laughing nor reprimanding and reasoning.The so-called country is easy to change and nature is hard to change is probably like this-forget it, if it wasn't like this, it probably wouldn't have voted for his taste.

"you--"

With a long sigh, he finally stepped down from the throne, bent slightly, spread his right hand, and handed it to Ling Yucheng's drooping face.

"stand up."

"...my minister, obey the order."

A palm came up with the coolness of the square bricks on the ground, and Yuan Shao pulled upwards, causing Ling Yucheng to stagger slightly.Before he could stand still, Yuan Shao had already stretched out his arms and gave the man who had been away for two months a tight hug:

"I've wanted to say this since I saw you—I've worked hard for you these days."

The author has something to say: Xiao Ling rushed directly to the gods...it is definitely impossible, everyone thinks about it...

ps Your Majesty, don't say "do what you should do", he actually has nothing to do when you come back... except to accompany you into the city and return to the palace...

So although Xiao Ling didn't take the initiative to pounce, you can still give him a hug when His Majesty carries someone back~~~~