big master, big liar

In the evening, Ji Yunxi came to the Zhaixing Pavilion on time. As soon as she entered the door, she saw that the two cups of tea on the table had not been cleared away. She couldn't help squinting her eyes and asked, "Are there any guests today?"

Song Xuanzheng was holding a book and was reading, and said casually: "Lord Lu just left not long ago."

"Lu Qishang?" Ji Yunxi sat next to Song Xuan upon hearing this. "What is he here for?"

"Talk about upward things," Song Xuan seemed to think of something funny, the corners of his mouth curled up. "Master Lu, it's very interesting."

Song Xuan turned over comfortably on the couch, sat up, and put the book aside: "You came just in time, I have talked to Mr. Lu all afternoon, and half of it is related to you."

Only then did Ji Yunxi frowned slightly, and calmly hugged Song Xuan's waist from behind, and put her head on his shoulder: "Me?"

Song Xuan coughed uncomfortably, but he didn't stop him: "It's also a matter of going to court today, I may have caused you trouble."

After speaking, he briefly said what Lu Qishang said when he came, and sighed softly: "I don't understand these things in the court, I didn't expect that there is such a solution, maybe it's holding you back. "

Ji Yunxi laughed: "What's the matter, I don't even understand the way here, so can I blame my brother?"

In fact, if someone seriously digs deep into the emperors and state teachers of this generation, they may find a surprising fact.

The two people in the highest positions are unprecedentedly unreliable.

Ji Yunxi returned to the palace at the age of seven, only studied in Changming, and even retired to Lengshan to recuperate within a few years, never received the education that an emperor should have, what's more, he is even a rare, four-book and five-class An emperor who has never learned mastery.

As for Song Xuan, the national teacher, it was even more forced by the situation, the result of the competition and balance between several forces. Before that, he was just a charlatan. Even if his father's official name was restored, he was just a singing girl Bastard born.

It's normal for two people like this to not be clear about the ways and means of officialdom.

Song Xuan didn't think Ji Yunxi would be angry about it, but he still remembered Lu Qishang's words.

He couldn't help asking Ji Yunxi: "Axi, do you...do you prefer white faces, or do you think what Lu Qishang said makes sense?"

If he follows Bai Xiang's path, even though Ji Yunxi is a puppet, he doesn't need to waste much effort, he just needs to sit firmly in the supreme position and pretend to be benevolent, righteous and virtuous.You can let the courtiers hold and boast, and at least you will be a successful king after death.

Although Song Xuan felt uncomfortable, he vaguely knew that many of the benevolent emperors praised in the history books might also come from this way.

But if it is against Bai, it is against the government and the people that have already formed, and the road ahead is at a loss. No one can tell whether it is right or wrong, whether it is white or black.

Even if Lu Qishang was willing to stand on their side, it was definitely not for justice or loyalty, but for mutual use.

He didn't know what choice Ji Yunxi would make.

But he heard Ji Yunxi whispering in his ear: "I will choose the one that can make my brother obedient."

Song Xuan couldn't help giving him a nod: "Are you talking about business, or talking nonsense?"

"I'm not talking nonsense," Ji Yunxi said with a smile. "If you listened to that old man Bai Heng's arrangement, what kind of a shit wise gentleman, can my brother still be so obedient and let me run amok?"

He saw that Song Xuan obviously wanted to kick him down.

It's just that seeing that his attitude is still serious, he refrained from making a move.

"You know what we're doing, don't you?" Ji Yunxi whispered in his ear, like a devil whispering in his sleep. "The emperor committed adultery with the national teacher, brother, we are distant brothers."

"Brother shit." Song Xuan couldn't help whispering.

Song Xuan's father is Concubine Song Shu's cousin, and the two have some relationship, but it's really three generations away, so far away.

But when Ji Yunxi said this, Song Xuan's face really became hot.

"Brother, you and etiquette and morality are on two different paths." Ji Yunxi slowly took his hand and interlocked his fingers. "I will only choose you."

"The road with Song Xuan is my life, Ji Yunxi's."

If Song Xuan had never appeared in his life, it didn't matter which road he was on.Because no matter which way it is, it is just a way for him to move forward numbly.

But he had Song Xuan in his life.

Once he tasted the temperature of life and the taste of being alive, he would never want to go back to that dark and cold world.

The emotions in Song Xuan's eyes fluctuated like sparkling waves, and finally he gave a low laugh: "Where did you learn this? How can you be so glib?"

"I'm glib? Huh?" Ji Yunxi took the opportunity to tease. "Brother didn't even try it, how did you know?"

Song Xuan's eyes were sore from what he said first, knowing that this person intended to tease him, he let him go.

The words that followed were all lost in the subtle sound of water in the room.

What Song Xuan thought in his mind was that he would never lie on the side of the couch and talk to this person casually, he had to sit upright, so as not to give him an opportunity.

Ji Yunxi's heart was not satisfied, and there were two traces of reddish under his eyes, as if drunk and slightly drunk, so gorgeous that people dare not look directly at them.

He propped himself up slightly, and the pitch-black hair fell on Song Xuan's cheeks and neck, and it tickled the heartstrings: "Brother, let me stay tonight?"

Song Xuan was dazed in the intimacy and wanted to refuse.But seeing Ji Yunxi's eyes that were half seductive and half begging, went numb from his mind to his waist, he was bewitched by something, and he responded in a low voice.

"it is good."

There was a hoarseness in that voice that was completely different from the usual one, which made him feel a little strange to himself.

He sometimes has a ridiculous idea: Ji Yunxi is probably a ghost that came out of nowhere, and it is specially to subdue him, a liar.

Otherwise, how can he explain that he, who has always been calm, will lose ground in front of this person, almost collapsed to the point where he has no bottom line?