A Piece of Li Song Changting Twilight

Meng Jinling was sulking for two days in the mansion, but his anger gradually subsided, and he began to think about resting in the capital for a while before going to challenge the emperor.He was in the living room considering whether to go to Zhao Pingzhen, when a messenger stumbled in from the other side, with a look of panic on his face: "Young master, young master, run away!"

Meng Jinling stood up abruptly from his seat: "What happened?"

The messenger ran up to him and whispered a few words into his ear, Meng Jinling's expression gradually changed, and he sat back on the chair.

Zhao Pingzhen and Qin Xiaolou are playing games at the Fifth Prince's Mansion.

Qin Xiaolou's chess skills are far better than Zhao Pingzhen's, but every time he can control the chess game inextricably, in the end he either narrowly wins or narrowly loses.

Zhao Pingzhen held the sunspot and landed a piece on the corner, which was obviously a bad move.Qin Xiaolou glanced at him calmly, and knew that he was bored and didn't care about chess, so he followed his stinky move and made a stinky move.

Zhao Pingzhen twiddled the pieces for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at the chessboard and threw the pieces back into the chess box in displeasure: "It's boring, you let me on purpose."

Qin Xiaolou was stunned for a moment, staring at the chessboard for a while, thinking, "Your Highness, forgive me. I have something on my mind, so my mind is not on the chessboard."

"Oh?" Zhao Pingzhen raised his eyebrows: "What's on your mind? Let me hear it?"

Qin Xiaolou said: "The lower official is thinking about why His Highness is troubled, so that he is absent-minded."

Zhao Pingzhen stared at his watery eyes for a while, then suddenly smirked, and stretched out his hand to stroke the chessboard: "Forget it, since you and I are not thinking about chess, we can't play."

He stretched out his hand to pull Qin Xiaolou into his arms, buried his face in his neck, and sniffed the fragrance of his body: "You should know what I'm thinking."

Qin Xiaolou smiled slightly: "Yes."

Zhao Pingzhen twisted a lock of his hair and played with it: "Give me an idea."

Qin Xiaolou pondered for a moment, then said: "I dare not."

Zhao Pingzhen was not angry either, and his tone was as usual: "Why don't you dare?"

Qin Xiaolou said: "Meng Jinling is Your Highness's sweetheart. With my humble talents, I can't think of a perfect solution. If things don't go well, I'm afraid His Highness will turn his anger on me."

"Sweetheart?" Zhao Pingzhen felt very fresh when he first heard this word, because no one had dared to mention this word to him before.He certainly felt that he liked Meng Jinling, but as for what he liked, after thinking about it carefully, he actually felt that the word "sweetheart" was quite appropriate.He untied Qin Xiaolou's belt, and said with a smile: "But it's okay, you are such an interesting person, even if I take my anger out on you, I won't kill you, don't worry."

Qin Xiaolou changed his sitting position, which made it easier for him to take off his clothes: "The only thing we can do now is to look at Dingyuanhou. I'm afraid it won't be long before Meng Xiaohou is hiding it. He will definitely go out of Beijing if he finds out the truth." You must not let him go, if he leaves, I'm afraid he won't be able to come back in the future."

Zhao Pingzhen had already stripped half of his clothes from his shoulders, and left a tooth mark on his smooth shoulders: "I also thought of this. Unless it is a last resort, I still hope that he doesn't know anything .If he makes a fuss recklessly, I'm afraid Father will definitely imprison him."

The two were making out while talking, when suddenly there was a commotion outside the house.One of the servants shouted: "Young Master, don't force your way in, tell the little one to report to His Highness."

Zhao Pingzhen and Qin Xiaolou were both startled: "Young Master? Meng Shaowei?"

While still in astonishment, the door of the room was pushed open, and Meng Jinling came in like a gust of wind: "Zhao Zhen..."

Qin Xiaolou was still disheveled and sitting on Zhao Pingzhen's lap, and Zhao Pingzhen's hands were stuck in his clothes without taking them out. The three of them stared at each other, and the room was so quiet that even the sound of needles falling could be heard. Can hear clearly.

Zhao Pingzhen came to his senses first, quickly pulled up Qin Xiaolou's clothes, and signaled him to go aside first.

"Shua!" Just as Qin Xiaolou left Zhao Pingzhen, Meng Jinling had drawn out his sword and pointed at Zhao Pingzhen, his face was frosty, his hands trembling slightly, obviously trying to restrain his anger.He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhenqing, you lied to me."

The servants who followed Meng Jinling in were stunned when they saw this scene.

Zhao Pingzhen lowered his face and said, "What are you doing? Put down the sword first."

However, Meng Jinling made another point towards him while holding the sword, his eyes that were once clear as water were full of hatred.

Upon hearing the sound, the guards of the Prince's Mansion who rushed over saw this and were about to draw their swords to step forward, but Zhao Pingzhen raised his hand to stop them: "Go down first."

The servants didn't dare to move, Zhao Pingzhen shouted: "All of you go down! Don't say a single word about today's matter. If the news gets out, none of you will survive!"

The servants had no choice but to withdraw their swords and retreat.

After everyone left, only Zhao Pingzhen, Qin Xiaolou and Meng Jinling were left in the room.Zhao Pingzhen said: "Shaowei, put down the sword first."

Meng Jinling tremblingly said: "No. You tell me first, why your father called me back to Beijing."

Seeing his expression, Zhao Pingzhen understood, and sighed, "Since you already know, why do you still ask me?"

It turned out that Marquis Dingyuan was sent to guard Yangcheng.Yangcheng has always been a battleground for military strategists. If Yangcheng is lost, the two roads in the north will have no danger to defend.Da Mu has always valued literature over martial arts, but this time the commander of Jin Bing was good at using troops, and fell into three cities in a row, causing Yangcheng to become an isolated city.The emperor was afraid that the Marquis of Dingyuan would surrender to the Jin people, and he was so afraid that he could not sleep or eat at all, so he urgently recalled his son Meng Jinling back to the capital, and would force him to continue to stick to the isolated city as a hostage.

Looking at Zhao Pingzhen's reaction, Meng Jinling felt his heart ache like a twist, and there was a bloody smell in his throat, as if he was rushing up from his heart.He laughed desperately: "Hello, you are so kind, you are all very good! My father's lonely city was besieged, and your father didn't want to send troops to rescue the siege, but he was in a hurry to call me back as a hostage!"

Zhao Pingzhen said: "Shaowei, the officialdom is more dangerous than the battlefield, you don't understand."

Meng Jinling's face was full of desolation, and he couldn't help shaking his head: "I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. You ask the emperor to give me soldiers, and I will relieve the siege of Yangcheng! I am willing to live and die with Yangcheng!"

Zhao Pingzhen still just sighed: "If there are soldiers to send, how can the father not send them? The fastest, General Yang will take at least a month to send troops there. As long as Yangcheng is not lost, we will be robbed of the East Road by the Jin people." Hebei West Road will be able to get it back sooner or later. If your father can survive this month, it will be no problem for your father and son to become officials."

Meng Jinling was furious, and the sword in his hand pointed to Zhao Pingzhen again: "I don't want to be promoted to a noble! My father is loyal to the country and will never surrender to the Jinbing! You let me go out of Beijing, and I will kill him." Jinren, go break the siege of Yangcheng!"

Zhao Pingzhen looked calm: "Impossible."

Meng Jinling's fists were clenched, and the tip of the sword had already touched Zhao Pingzhen's Adam's apple.

Zhao Pingzhen didn't avoid it, he just looked at him straightly: "Since your father won't surrender, so what if you wait a month? If you want to leave Beijing in such a hurry, I'm afraid you'll just be talked about."

Meng Jinling frowned, but his sword did not loosen at all: "Let me go to the battlefield!"

Zhao Pingzhen sighed again: "Shaowei... I am just a prince, and I also want you to make great achievements. I even hope that you are the most proud general in the world. But you know how much power I have."

Meng Jinling looked at him silently for a while, then turned away suddenly, and arrived at Qin Xiaolou's side in the blink of an eye.He put the sword on Qin Xiaolou's neck, and said coldly: "Now, you enter the palace and ask for a fight for me. I want to go out!"

Zhao Pingzhen was stunned, and Qin Xiaolou was even more stunned.

Meng Jinling held the sword in his right hand and clenched his fist in his left hand. His nails had pierced his palm, and the dark red blood fell drop by drop on the ground.

Zhao Pingzhen looked at him with deep eyes, took a deep breath, got up and said: "Okay, I will enter the palace now."

After Zhao Pingzhen left, Meng Jinling put away his sword and fell into a chair.

Qin Xiaolou looked at him with pity: "General, I will bandage your wound."

Meng Jinling shook his head dejectedly, and wiped his bleeding palm casually on his body: "No need."

His face was very pale, even when he rushed back from the battlefield before, he was majestic and majestic, but for some reason now he gave off a feeling of weakness.He smiled at Qin Xiaolou apologetically: "I'm sorry, the matter is urgent. Don't worry, I won't hurt you no matter what."

Qin Xiaolou looked at him silently, walked up to him and sat down after a while, and said softly: "Marquis Dingyuan has already surrendered, hasn't he?"

Meng Jinling's whole body was shocked, and the expression on his face immediately changed to alert.

Qin Xiaolou sighed with a wry smile, and felt very sorry for this innocent young master: "General, you are in a hurry. If you didn't get the news, why did you immediately force the Fifth Highness to enter the palace to ask for a fight for you? Look at the fifth highness. It seems that the capital has not heard the news of Lord Hou's surrender, but he may be able to see the clue from your reaction just now. Once he enters the palace, he will definitely report to the emperor, and you really can't leave. If I were you, I would sneak out of the city as soon as I got the news."

Meng Jinling's face turned paler, but he just shook his head: "No, Zhenqing will help me."

Qin Xiaolou secretly said: If he will help you, why didn't he tell you the truth when you returned to Beijing?You don't understand such a heartless person like him.If he just doesn't help you, then it's enough to be frozen with you here. I'm afraid he will kill you when he enters the palace.

However, he didn't say it, just shook his head slightly.

Neither of them spoke anymore.And the servants outside got Zhao Pingzhen's signal, and they didn't dare to bother.

After half a cup of tea, Meng Jinling suddenly rolled up his sleeves and showed Qin Xiaolou a line of tattoos on the back of his hand - loyal to the country, loyal to the monarch, for the country and the people.

Meng Jinling tremblingly said: "This is the word my father tattooed on me when I was a child." When he said this, Qin Xiaolou noticed that Meng Jinling's eye circles were red, but no tears fell.

Qin Xiaolou nodded, but did not speak.

Meng Jinling gritted his teeth: "You don't understand...I can't run away. If I run away, I'll be a traitor. But if I don't leave, after tonight, I won't have another chance...He wants to help me, he must help me... ..."

Qin Xiaolou only felt irony in his heart.Judging by Meng Jinling's reaction, Marquis Dingyuan must have surrendered.The so-called loyalty to the country and the emperor is simple to engrave, but it is not so easy to do.

After another half a cup of tea, Meng Jinling buried his face in his palm, his voice was crying: "I know his helplessness...I don't hate him...I just want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy..."

Qin Xiaolou hesitated for a while, stood up and patted Meng Jinling's back lightly. Meng Jinling embraced him, buried his face in his belly, and sobbed softly like a child.Qin Xiaolou knew the pain in his heart, so he let him go.

It was getting dark outside.

Meng Jinling became more and more frightened, grabbed Qin Xiaolou's hand and said, "Zhenqing... the fifth prince will help me, won't he?"

Qin Xiaolou couldn't bear it, and said, "You...don't understand him..."

Meng Jinling just shook his head with a mournful expression: "He said that we will be together forever and never let me down... I thought he was sincere to me..."

Qin Xiaolou laughed silently, feeling that it was ridiculous to say these words from Zhao Pingzhen's mouth.But after thinking about it, he was willing to make such a promise to Meng Jinling, which showed that he really had a lot of thoughts on Meng Jinling.

After a while, Meng Jinling probably realized it by himself, and asked in a low voice, "Is the person he likes you?"

Qin Xiaolou said: "No, General, he really likes you the most." After a pause, he said again: "Should, he only likes you."

When Zhao Pingzhen came back, it was already [-]:[-] Shen Shi.

It was almost dark, he was wearing a suit of armor, followed by a group of guards holding torches, brightly illuminating the courtyard.Zhao Pingzhen stood in the middle of the crowd calmly: "Shaowei, come out, let's go."

Meng Jinling said in a low voice: "I've offended you." Then he pressed his finger on Qin Xiaolou's wrist and walked out.Those who know the truth can see that Qin Xiaolou's lifeline is in his hands, while those who don't know just think that he is holding Qin Xiaolou's hand.

Zhao Pingzhen stood in the middle of the yard and stretched out his hand to him, but Meng Jinling kept his face cold and did not step forward: "Where are you taking me?"

Zhao Pingzhen said: "Take you to the battlefield."

Meng Jinling showed a wry smile, "Zhenqing, don't lie to me again... tell me the truth, where are you taking me?"

Zhao Pingzhen slowly lowered his arms and remained silent.

A group of guards had their hands on the hilts of their knives, ready to draw their knives at any time, and it became a tense situation for a moment.Everyone's nerves are like a string that has been taut and will be broken at any time.

Zhao Pingzhen finally shook his head lightly: "Shaowei...Dingyuanhou is treasonous, isn't he?"

Meng Jinling's hand tightened, and Qin Xiaolou's face changed slightly due to the pain. He felt that his chest was not breathing well, and he tried his best not to make a sound.

Meng Jinling shook his head in despair: "You lied to me again...you lied to me again..."

Zhao Pingzhen stretched out his hand to him again: "Shaowei, I will be with you no matter what. Let go of Qin Xiaolou and follow me. I will protect you from your father's involvement. After all this noise, you are still Da Mu's." General Meng."

Meng Jinling's once clear eyes had turned into a pool of stagnant water.He stared at Zhao Pingzhen, and said slowly: "I don't believe you anymore, I don't believe a word you say. Give me soldiers, even if there are only 100 people, let me go to the battlefield, and I will kill the gold thief."

Zhao Pingzhen frowned, and there were faint tears in his eyes: "Okay, I won't lie to you. You can't leave the capital, and the emperor will take you to prison, and I won't let you go to prison. I will protect your life, but I can't let you go to the battlefield again."

"Hehe..." Meng Jinling laughed for a long time, and the tears he had been holding back finally fell, hitting Qin Xiaolou's neck with scorching heat: "My father surrendered to the gold thief, but you are not willing Give me a chance to make meritorious deeds... Is there any hope in my life?"

The two sides had been in a stalemate for a long time, and some impatient guards drew their knives, and the harsh friction when the knives were unsheathed made the atmosphere even more tense.

Zhao Pingzhen said: "You let Qin Xiaolou go, I'll replace him." As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked.

Zhao Pingzhen took a step forward, and the other guards pressed on, but Zhao Pingzhen signaled them to retreat.

"Holding the fifth prince hostage is much more valuable than holding a small Hanlin hostage, isn't it? Shaowei, if you don't want to go out of Beijing, you don't even care that you can only be a traitor from now on, just take me away. I promised You, I will accompany you wherever you go."

These words reminded Qin Xiaolou of Han Xuzhi's promise to him back then, and made his heart ache.

After Meng Jinling was surprised, his expression gradually became sad: "You want to change him, really because of me? You like him, right? Are you really sincere when you said to me that you will be a couple forever?"

Even Qin Xiaolou couldn't figure out why the Fifth Prince, who would push him down to Yang Tian in the past, proposed a swap of quality.

The fire light reflected Zhao Pingzhen's sad face: "Except for your return to Beijing, I have never lied to you."

Meng Jinling was distracted by his words, when a guard behind Zhao Pingzhen rushed up quickly, but the knife did not aim at Meng Jinling, but slashed at Qin Xiaolou's head!

Everyone was shocked for a moment, Meng Jinling had no time to think, subconsciously pushed Qin Xiaolou away, and cut off his attack with a knife.

Qin Xiaolou fell to the ground, seeing the flames splashed when the two knives collided less than three feet away, he was so shocked that he forgot to breathe for a moment.

Almost at the same time, the guard closest to Qin Xiaolou quickly stepped forward and dragged him away with his ribs, and then several guards protected him, forming a protective circle.

——The actions of these people are very tacit, and they don't seem to adapt to the situation at all, it is basically agreed in advance!

Qin Xiaolou looked at Meng Jinling in the encirclement, feeling cold for him for a moment.

Meng Jinling's reaction was also quick, looking at Zhao Pingzhen in surprise and anger.Zhao Pingzhen moved faster than him, and while drawing a knife to attack, he shouted: "The matter is urgent, no matter what I did, what I just said is indeed the truth!"

Meng Jinling felt a sharp pain in his heart, he separated his saber with one stroke, and immediately fought with him.Zhao Pingzhen received the move while yelling loudly: "Everyone back down! Let me fight him!"

The guards hesitated for a moment, then they retreated obediently.Only Qin Xiaolou sneered.

Zhao Pingzhen gasped and said, "Since you came back to Beijing, we haven't competed yet. Today I will teach you to see if I have made any progress in this year."

Meng Jinling slashed down with his knife, and shouted, "Good!"

The two of them went back and forth with more than [-] strokes. Zhao Pingzhen's kung fu has indeed improved a lot compared to a year ago, but Meng Jinling's progress has been faster.Gradually, Zhao Pingzhen lost the wind, Meng Jinling swept over with his foot, Zhao Pingzhen managed to avoid it, but took a step back, apparently unable to hold on.

Meng Jinling slashed diagonally again, but Zhao Pingzhen blocked it horizontally, but he didn't show the tendency to change his move, but seemed to be withdrawing his move faintly.

Sure enough, Meng Jinling withdrew his knife and stabbed again, but Zhao Pingzhen lowered his hands to his sides, facing his knife with his chest without avoiding it, with a sad and exhausted expression: "Shaowei..."

Meng Jinling was startled, and hastily retreated, the saber barely stopped on Zhao Pingzhen's chest.At the same time, a guard who didn't know when to grab it had put a knife on Meng Jinling's neck from behind.

Zhao Pingzhen took a step back slowly: "Shaowei, you lost."

Meng Jinling looked at him blankly, suddenly his chest heaved and he vomited out a mouthful of black blood.The guard who restrained him dropped a hand knife, Meng Jinling's eyes darkened, and he fell limply to the ground.

Zhao Pingzhen rushed forward and hugged his limp body in his arms, the regret in his eyes was not fake: "Shaowei..."

It's a pity that the unconscious Meng Jinling couldn't give him any response.

Qin Xiaolou, who watched the whole process with cold eyes, wanted to clap his hands and applaud: Zhao Pingzhen's two tricks are so wonderful!He bet on Meng Jinling's kindness, two bets, two wins!

Finally, the guards sent by the emperor took Meng Jinling away.

Zhao Pingzhen stood silently in the yard for a long time, waved to Qin Xiaolou beside him, and exhaled wearily: "Ask someone to bring hot water, and you serve me to take a bath."

When the two entered the room and Qin Xiaolou squeezed Zhao Pingzhen's shoulders silently, Zhao Pingzhen suddenly grabbed his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you talk?"

Qin Xiaolou understood very well that every time Zhao Pingzhen wanted to confide, he would force others to ask him.

He sighed, and said: "I was thinking, Your Highness really doesn't need to ask me how to deal with it today."

"Oh?" Zhao Pingzhen gradually loosened his grip on him.

Qin Xiaolou said: "Your Highness knows more about General Meng than I do."

"Heh." Zhao Pingzhen sneered expressionlessly and stopped talking.

After a while, Zhao Pingzhen slowly sank to the bottom of the barrel.

Qin Xiaolou watched coldly by the bathtub, and he didn't know how long it had passed. When he gradually worried about whether to pull Zhao Pingzhen up, a string of bubbles came from the bottom of the water.

After a long time, Zhao Pingzhen floated up from the bottom of the water, coughing violently, tears and snot running down his face from coughing, he was really embarrassed.

Qin Xiaolou gently comforted him, but he slapped him away.

Zhao Pingzhen leaned back on the bathtub, his chest was still heaving up and down because of his breathlessness, he closed his eyes, and said coldly: "Go back, I don't want anyone to serve me tonight."