I'm not Murong Chong

In the early morning of the next day, Yao Song did a search behind closed doors and turned Chang'an City upside down.Xie Xuan's master and servant seemed to have evaporated in the world, but they still got nothing. As time went on, people complained and caused a lot of inconvenience. Yao Song could only resent after Ren Zhen tried every means to comfort him.

In the following days, Yao Song began to change hands to rectify the internal affairs - he was already good at this, and he was already Murong Chong's staff when he was in Afang Palace, and he was familiar with all kinds of dignitaries and administrative methods in Xiyan, so he was even more handy in handling affairs At the same time, Ren Zhen has pulled out Murong Chui's eyeliner, and under the temporary peace, Yan Ting began to collect food and recruit troops quietly.

Ren Zhen completely trusts Yao Song, and adjudicates all matters big and small. After half a year, it will be another winter solstice.

Murong Yong finally returned to Beijing as a teacher.

Bingzhou, which originally belonged to Yao Qin, had completely surrendered, and all the bandits, big and small, were quelled one by one. He also scattered a large number of Qin army prisoners into the army, and left them on the banks of the Yi River in the northwest border to open up fields. He took the rest with him. The Xianbei elite army returned to the court triumphantly.

The Son of Heaven greeted him and rewarded the three armies. Murong Yong was crowned King of Hedong because of his meritorious service. He became the second crowned king in the royal family after Murong Heng.

Surrounded by guards of honor, Murong Yong returned to the mansion with his scales and armor shining. As soon as he got off his horse and entered the door, he ordered the left and right to close the door to thank the guests--he led the army to leave Beijing for three years, and now he returned triumphantly to congratulate, cling, and shut down. People will definitely step through the threshold, just outside Chang'an city, he has already been dizzy from the noise of Huang Zhong Dalu when he was appointed king and general, how can he be patient to deal with these people?

The housekeeper in the general's mansion hurriedly ordered someone to offer a cup of fragrant tea, bowed his waist and apologized with a smile: "My lord has worked hard all the way. The lady specially ordered the little one to prepare a calming tea to wait here, and also specially prepared a table of light and fine tea. The table is here to welcome the wind and wash away the dust for the prince."

Murong Yong had been busy for a long time and his mouth was dry. He took the tea and poured it down before casually saying: "Miss?"

As soon as the words fell, several delicate guests came down from the hall with fragrant clothes and temples. The leader was with a bun and exposed temples, surrounded by pearls and jade. Lightly clasping Murong Yong's arm, he tilted his head and smiled and said, "The prince is probably back, please tell me to wait."

Murong Yong was still in a daze, he had already been led into the main hall with her coquettish smile, he tripped over the threshold before he suddenly remembered - this woman in front of him is the daughter of the Li family, Nannan!Because he was ashamed of his mother, he took her back to the mansion after he captured Chang'an, ordered her to be well-bred, and treated her as a young lady. When he left Beijing in a hurry, he was just a yellow-mouthed child, but now he has grown up, but I didn't expect it to be so beautiful.Seeing that she took his arm to sit down again, he quickly took out his hand and sat down opposite her. After a long while, he said unnaturally: "Ninny, I haven't seen you for more than three years, you... have grown up better."

Nannan got up and toasted him with a glass of dust-cleaning wine, and said with a smile, "My lord, I don't call you uncle anymore, you still call me Nannan?"

Murong Yong was slightly embarrassed: "That's right, you have reached the age of cardamom, it is not appropriate to be called by your baby name again, it is my negligence."

"That's right, Mr. Xixi in the mansion gave it a nickname, called Nan'er." Li Nan'er said with a sweet smile, "The prince is finally back, and told me to wait, come, let's have some light tea and rice first." Murong Yong Because she couldn't remember her at all when he was fighting abroad all these years, thinking of the past, he also felt a little guilty, so he said with a gentle smile: "You sit too." There was a gust of fragrant wind in the cloth dish, and Murong Yong was stunned for a moment, subconsciously opened a little distance, put down the silver chopsticks and said, "I will go back to the room first and change clothes." The clothes are very noble, but a little cumbersome to wear at home—the winter clothes are ready and delivered to the house."

Murong Yong ran away from the mistress of Nan'er's school, and interrogated the housekeeper on the way to find out that because he said "respect him as the Lord", all the internal affairs of the mansion have been presided over by this young girl over the years, and she has gradually grown into this appearance through experience. .

Murong Yong thought in his heart, counting the time when Nan'er will be thirteen, it is time to find a husband's house for her to live in another residence.Otherwise, it would be unseemly to live with them in a room full of big men.

Unconsciously, he has arrived at the Zhimo Hall where he lived, opened the door and entered, the windows are bright and clean, spotless, just like before he left for the expedition.He took a few steps forward, closed the half-opened window, turned his head and said to the attendants and soldiers following him, "Go down. This king wants to rest in the inner hall for a while."

Everyone retreated, Murong Yong raised his feet and paced, and walked slowly to the layer upon layer of Qiluo curtains, suddenly his hand was like lightning, and he grabbed inward.There was an instant turmoil between the heavy curtains, and the two of them dismantled several tricks back and forth across the screen. Playfulness was more meaningful than fighting. In the end, Murong Yong bent his claws and grabbed the man. The voice of the restrained man suppressed laughter Yi: "How do you know I'm here?" Murong Yong said helplessly: "The emperor never followed the right path every time he came to the mansion, and he always likes to jump out of the window. In the end, it's hard to know what to do."

Ren Zhen laughed it off, pointed at him behind the scenes and said, "I was just welcoming you from the outskirts of the city, why didn't you even look at me?"

Across the thin curtain of silk, his face was clear yet blurred—the lover he only dared to dream about this year but did not dare to miss in daytime!Murong Yong said in a hoarse voice: "The general dare not look at it. I am afraid that if I take a look, I will forget each other's identities and commit an act of disobedience..."

Ren Zhen took a step closer, the two of them were about the same height, and at this moment they were nose to nose and eye to eye: "Is it an act of disobedience?" Pressing a kiss, "Like this?"

"The emperor was wrong." Murong Yong rolled his Adam's apple, and said calmly, "That's right." As soon as he finished speaking, he tore off the curtain abruptly, and pressed Ren Zhen against the wall, and the two were glued together almost instantly. , The kiss is inseparable.

Until now holding him in his arms, Murong Yong still has a dreamlike illusion in his heart, he is afraid that when he opens his eyes, he is still in the northern and western borders of Mobei where the wind is rife, and the warmth in his arms is nothing more than a dream.Therefore, he is like a lonely wild beast that is eager to determine the territory, even the kiss is full of gnawing ruthlessness.

Ren Zhen closed his eyes and tightened his neck, took a deep breath, and found the familiar and fascinated warm breath at the end of his nose.He suddenly gasped and struggled away, freed his hand to fix his firm chin, stared at him and said: "You must have guessed that I would not be able to hold back and come to you, you just deliberately whetted my appetite!"

Murong Yong also looked at him with unsteady breath, his chest rising and falling continuously.He also remembered that when Ren Zhen sent Fu Jian to Liang, he also went to his mansion secretly, looked at him so close and said-"Murong Yong, the only choice you have now is to help the monarch and his ministers with all your strength." Get it, or stand on the sidelines and become my enemy!"

The situation of each other is different from Tianyuan.

Murong Yong didn't answer, but he couldn't help but leaned over and hugged him tightly—he never wanted to go back to the days when he was an enemy facing him every step of the way!

Ren Zhen was a little uncomfortable being strangled, but he didn't resist at all. He raised his hand to caress his bluish beard and tired eyes. Zhengchen outside the Great Wall carved a few deep lines like chiseled chisels on his handsome face, making it even more vicissitudes ——His Shu Ming was all blood-stained and weather-stained for him alone.Ren Zhenru had a thousand words choked in his throat, inserted his hand into his black hair, repeated Mosuo, and after a long while, he just said softly: "My general."

Murong Yong's heart throbbed, and he was about to lower his head when the urgent voice of the mansion manager suddenly sounded outside the door: "My lord, suddenly many adults came to the mansion—"

Murong Yong turned his head and said angrily: "Didn't you say that you are tired today and thank you behind closed doors?!" Yes, he guessed that Ren Zhen would come, so he bluntly thanked guests behind closed doors and drove away the servants.

"My lords are all here on official business~ They said that the emperor came out of the palace in micro-clothes and came here, and there are many memorials to be reviewed in a hurry... They also said that Yao Shangshuling instructed them to come here--" the manager The voice became smaller and smaller.

Ren Zhen and Murong Yong looked at each other, both were speechless.

Ren Zhen put down his pen, closed the last official document, and just stood up staggeringly, when Yao Song sauntered in. He took off the snow-stained orangutan felt and fur muff, revealing the clothes inside. With the sable fur scarf around her neck in Jinhong court clothes, she saluted both Ren Zhen and Murong Yong, then raised her head and looked at Ren Zhen with a smile: "Political affairs are complicated, and I have searched for the emperor in Weiyang Palace to no avail. I had to come up with this bad plan and try my luck, I didn't expect to be wrong, and I really found the emperor."

Ren Zhen looked at the fluffy sable hair around his neck, and felt in his heart, how could he be willing to be dissatisfied with him?Yao Song then turned to Murong Yong, "Your lord won't blame the lower officials, will you?"

Murong Yong smiled lightly: "Shang Shuling works day and night for the country and family, and devotes all his energy to worrying, what is the crime?"

Ren Zhen dripped a drop of cold sweat, and the dead horse Quan came out to make peace with him like a living horse doctor: "It's very good that both of you are here. Then, let's discuss the winter solstice night banquet in three days' time, which can also be used as a celebration banquet and a reward A meritorious soldier."

Yao Song chuckled softly and said, "Then why not make it grander, the emperor visits the city, caresses Li Shu, and enjoys himself with the people? Anyway, the city of Chang'an may not have been this lively for a long time."

Ren Zhen's heart moved, and he said, "Please invite envoys from other countries to attend the ceremony to promote the country's prestige." Murong Yong nodded: "Yes." Especially Xiyan's number one opponent-Murongxi and Feng Ba of Houyan.

The three of them discussed back and forth for a few words, and Nan'er happened to instruct his servants to exchange tea, and said with a smile: "The last time the emperor ascended to the Yongcheng Gate to receive congratulations from all the people was ten years ago, right? I was still young at that time, so I don’t remember much, but I still vaguely remember that the sky was full of fire trees, silver flowers were everywhere, and it was extremely bustling~”

All three of them knew that she was talking about Fu Jian, the former Qin emperor who was extremely powerful before the Feishui battle. The two haven't seen each other for nearly a year. Even if Hongyan often passes letters on weekdays, how can it explain the lovesickness?

Yao Song took the tea, he looked at the charming guest thoughtfully, and said casually: "This is the first time I've seen this girl, she is also from Chang'an. I don't know what is the relationship with the prince?"

As soon as this remark came out, Murong Yong was taken aback, back then he intended to take in the benefactor's daughter as a mothfly, but now Nan'er is like a flower and a jade in bud, saying that she is a righteous daughter seems to be even more selfless and selfish.

Nan'er lowered her eyes and smiled: "The lord is my savior. When the Yan army first entered, Chang'an was in chaos. If the lord hadn't rescued me, I would have been buried in the sea of ​​fire."

Yao Song lowered his head and took a sip of the tea, and said calmly amidst the wafting fragrance of the tea, "My lord is really... kind-hearted." It is full of irony to say that a general who has fought hundreds of bloody battles and killed people like hemp has a kind heart.

Hearing this, Ren Zhen came back to his senses, turned to Nan'er and glanced quickly - she had been coming in and out to wait for the arrangements, and Ren Zhen didn't pay attention to it, only now did she realize that she was acting like a mistress, although she firmly believed It is impossible for Murong Yong to fight and bring back an affair, but when he saw Murong Yong bowed his head and said nothing, he made no excuses; He walked out quietly: "Today is already late, drive back to the palace."

Everyone got up quickly, surrounded and sent them out of the house.Murong Yong walked side by side with Yao Song, and said coldly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Master Yao still kills people like this."

Without turning his head, Yao Song said briskly, "The general also knows how to lure the enemy."

Murong Yong was choked, and watched Yao Song get into the car and take his seat, and left with Ren Zhen.

In the car, Yao Song observed the words and expressions, and knew that Ren Zhen had come to his senses. He stretched out his finger and touched his sleeve quietly, and said softly, "Ren Zhen, can you blame me?"

Ren Zhen sighed silently, held his cold hand behind his back, and wrapped it into his clothes to keep warm: "Of course not—never."

Tuobagui sat cross-legged on the tiger-skin couch and listened expressionlessly to his confidant's return. He didn't say anything for a long time. He stopped his right hand and stretched out his two fingers to slowly draw back and forth on the tiger-skin felt.

Uncle Sun Puluo, Changsun Jin, He Lanjun and other survivors of the country, capable generals were all listening clearly, but because they were familiar with the general's temperament and knew that this was extremely tyrannical and gloomy, no one dared to speak first, and the atmosphere in the hall was extremely stiff and weird .

It was still Mu Chong who felt uncomfortable, and said bluntly: "Brother, the emperor refuted your proposal to return to Beijing during the winter solstice, so let's refute it! Let's stay in Tongguan, with many soldiers and generals returning to our own people. The sky is high and the emperor is far away." more comfortable!"

Among the few people, only He Lanjun was good at observing people's hearts, and knew a thing or two, so he quickly gave Mu Chong a secret look, and smiled at Tuobagui, "The general holds the military power and sits in Tongguan, the emperor will spare you from paying tribute to him once a year." This is a good thing, it shows that the emperor values ​​you and trusts you..." He couldn't continue, because the master in front of him remained silent as if he hadn't heard anything, and his eyes were even more violent.

The other two old ministers felt that it didn't matter if they returned to Chang'an or not—as long as Emperor Yan didn't feel suspicious of Tuoba Gui, what's wrong with letting them recruit troops here to grow and grow?But the element knows that Tuobagui is a mouthless gourd, and his decision to kill has never been known beforehand. Who would dare to make a mistake?

After a long time, Tuobagui slowly raised his head, his eyes were calm, he said lightly: "Of course the emperor believes in me, otherwise how could he give me all the defense of Tongguan? It's just a minister, you should know your duty, Mu Chong, You leave immediately and go back to Beijing, and before the festival, on behalf of me, I will invite An Zhezi and Bei Xia to offer to the emperor."

Mu Chong was stunned for a moment, he knew that he was reckless and impulsive, and he was not expected to deal with people well, so why would he entrust this job to him?Tuobagui lowered his eyelids again, and said quickly: "He Lanjun stays, and the rest of them will leave."

He Lanjun hurriedly nodded in agreement, and after the crowd retreated, Tuobagui came over and gave him detailed instructions, He Lanjun agreed to them one by one, and left without mentioning anything.

It wasn't until he was alone in the room that he leaned back slightly, supported his heavy body, raised his head and closed his eyes, and let out a breath like a sigh.In the next moment, he suddenly pulled out the Sheng Le scimitar that he had been refusing to leave. The light of the knife flashed by, and the little girl in front of the couch was split in two!He jumped up and smashed all the furnishings in the room like a madman, and then ruthlessly raised his hand and thrust the Sheng Le knife straight into the pillar. The shining blade trembled uncontrollably, reflecting his ferocious and resentful face.

Why!Just because of his one-time uncontrollable love!He was so determined that he never wanted to see each other again! !For more than a year, he has been fighting for someone, and waiting for someone!None of this can repay his fault that night! ?Inside and outside the palace, he is full of eyeliner, reporting all the situation in Chang'an City - especially every detail of how he gets along with Yao Song and Murong Yong!

Ren Zhen, you are so harsh to me, but you treat others like a spring breeze—how can I, Tuobagui, be inferior to others! ?Why can you accept anyone but me? !

How can you be so dismissive... It's as if I'm just a wild and unruly wolf dog who can guard the house and guard the yard, and there's no big trouble at all.

I want to let you know that I, Tuoba Gui, am not only qualified to be your watchdog!

Let's say that Mu Chong was ordered to go to Chang'an, and finally delivered the things to the palace on the day of the winter solstice.Ren Zhen read Tuobagui's sincere invitation to Anshu, and couldn't help thinking to himself: Fortunately, he never promised Tuobagui to return to Beijing.It's not that he doesn't want this boy who has been raised by himself.But after thinking about it, since I can't respond, I'm relatively speechless, so why bother others if I don't see you?Now it seems that Tuobagui has experienced and matured a lot after he became the altar general. All the things back then were just a moment of confusion, and given time, this youthful evil will become a speck of dust in his military career—blocking the sun When the clouds dissipated, he became even more prosperous.

While talking, Yao Song entered the hall and said that the auspicious time was approaching, and the holy car should come out.Ren Zhen got up and changed his clothes, rewarded Mu Chong and the generals and generals stationed in Tongguan, and let him attend the ceremony at the tower.

Amidst the loud music of Danbi, Murong Chong, Emperor of Yan, who has been on the throne for seven years, was surrounded by a hundred and eighty guards of the Huben camp with gold helmets and silver armors and horses riding horses. Going forward, followed by Murong Yong, King of Hedong, and Yao Song, Shangshuling. These two people, one civil, one military, left assistant and right bi, are both officials of the highest rank, and they followed the emperor's car in fresh clothes. Arriving at Yongcheng Gate in Chang'an in a mighty way, the emperor went down to the tower. The main hall on the city has been renovated under the auspices of Yao Song. The carved beams and painted buildings are full of flowers and brocades.

As soon as the banquet started at Youshi, all the ministers and officials took their seats one by one with their family members. Ren Zhen glanced at the person on the left, and saw Li Nan'er also dressed up, sitting beside Murong Yong.

Between cups and cups, Yao Song, who was on the right, suddenly put down his wine bottle, and said with a smile: "The emperor rewarded the meritorious soldiers of the three armies, why did he miss one person?" Seeing Ren Zhen looking at him questioningly, he grinned again : "If you have military merits, you should be kind to your family. In the past few years, Miss Nan'er has been taking care of the Prince's Mansion in Hedong, so you don't have to worry about the future. Shouldn't the emperor give others a favor?" He could tell that Yao Song was begging the emperor to marry him for Murong Yong - it must have been the intention to raise such a pretty girl in the general's mansion.

Nan'er bowed her head shyly and remained silent, while Murong Yong's face was livid, and he quickly got up and said, "I am also wanting to ask the emperor for a favor - Nan'er is the daughter of an old friend, and her mother was kind to me back then, so she dared not treat me slowly, please the emperor." Give her the title of 'Lord of the County' and choose a young talent for her as her son-in-law."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the meeting was suffocated - they didn't understand why Murong Yong refused this romantic affair.Only Ren Zhen lowered his eyelids calmly, and said casually: "Show." Opening the wine bottle, he snorted softly: "It's no good. When the time comes, I will go to the city tower to preside over the grand ceremony. I have to sober up first~"

Ren Zhen saw that Yao Song was really flying, and his eyes were bleary, so he nodded and said softly, "I'll let someone serve you to the side hall for a while."

For a while, Yao Song retired, and Ren Zhen also recruited his servants to leave the table to change clothes.

In the side hall, Ren Zhen lightly stretched his arms, and let others take off the Tongtian crown and crimson gauze robe for him. At this moment, the maids in front of him suddenly knelt on the ground, and in the next moment a pair of familiar hands pressed On his shoulder, Murong Yong's voice sounded lukewarm: "Everyone back down. This king waits for the emperor to change clothes."

Ren Zhen turned around and looked at him quietly in his white shirt: "The King of Hedong has made great achievements in battle, how dare he help you?"

Murong Yong stared at him for a while, then slowly knelt down along his body, raised his head and said word by word: "In today's world, you are the only one who can make me tempted, emotional, and lustful——don't you believe it?" I?"

How could Ren Zhen really not believe him?But maliciously refused to point it out, just looked down at him condescendingly, stretched out his hand suddenly, caressed Murong Yong's resolute chin, and said slowly: "Prove it to me."