Drunk Yangzhou

Wen Zheng's sudden embarrassment made Xiao Ge feel very interesting, he only said that he had been by his side in Yangzhou for more than ten years, and it is normal to be reluctant to leave here.Although Xiao Ge's mind is heavy, he seldom thinks about emotional matters. For a child of a family with heavy burdens like him, he really doesn't have the energy to care about his children's love. What's more, as Wen Zheng is also a man, he doesn't know The vines in the other party's heart had already broken through the ground, and they were just about to wave it in front of him.

"My lord, a letter from Qin Bei's secret envoy has arrived." Just as the two of them sat down with their own thoughts on their minds, Bai Song'an walked into the inner hall softly, "The horse bandits in the west of Jin have all been wiped out, and King Qin has returned to Mount Li. "

Xiao Ge glanced at the letter paper, "For the whole 20 days, he has grasped the timing well." Seeing the information about Fu Yiting, he couldn't help but sweat slightly on his forehead, but luckily no one saw it.

"In that case, I have to leave as soon as possible." When it came to political affairs, Wen Zheng's emotions were swept away, and his clear face was covered by calmness and deepness.

"Daxia will be stable for a while again this time, I will try my best to stabilize the situation in Yangzhou, so as not to add any worries to Mr. Xiaoge." Xiao Ge said lightly.

"King Qin has started playing back chess again." Mentioning Fu Yiting, Wen Zheng's irritability deepened for no reason, and then a poisonous plan flashed through his mind, and his eyes became a little more ruthless.He waved his hand to signal Bai Song'an to retreat, and then said to Xiao Ge: "Master, the sooner this person gets rid of, the better. Feng Chi has a way..."

Hearing his whisper, Xiao Ge's brows were suddenly furrowed, and he thought for a long time before he said: "This is too despicable."

"At first I thought it would be better to hold him under house arrest, but that person is too uncertain and hard to control, and we can only rest assured if we get rid of him." Wen Zheng took a look at Xiao Ge, knowing that he has always acted aboveboard and was unwilling to do things that violate morality, so he again Persuade him: "In the past, the two kings Liu and Xiang fought together, but didn't they meet each other at the same time? Besides, when Chunri was in Lishan, he sent people to chase and kill us, how could he ever be soft-hearted! "

"I understand." Xiao Ge is familiar with history books. For the sake of power, there are countless cases of sons killing their fathers and brothers killing their brothers. In fact, getting rid of Fu Yiting is nothing more than comforting the friendship between the two first-timers. It has no morals at all. What's more, King Qin's reputation is not good, and it won't make the world's teeth cold... It's just that after returning from Lishan, there always seems to be a hidden thorn in his heart, and just thinking about it can make him confused.

It would be better not to see him at the beginning, and it would not be so embarrassing.Xiao Ge abandoned his confused thoughts, and asked Wen Zheng, "How can Feng Chi be sure that he will definitely come to Yangzhou?"

"First, although he has a deep mind and a lot of tricks, he is born arrogant and arrogant. This time he won the battle, but he wants to be called a small boy in front of the emperor. Can he bear it in his heart?" Wen Zheng knows people well. He analyzed it confidently: "Secondly, looking at the Yigong Qin Banquet, he is a pleasure-loving man. Yangzhou has been a famous city since ancient times. The jade liquid between the gates is full of cups, and the snow in the painting boat is fragrant. Isn't being tired enough to attract him?"

"Thirdly, the most important point." Wen Zheng looked at the rattan scaffolding outside the window, "He still wants to cooperate with the lord, otherwise the bird would not have flown back."

"Sir, you can see clearly." Xiao Ge sighed lightly, "I will pass the letter to him when I stabilize the chieftain's side for the time being."

Li'er outside the window seemed to feel that he was about to go on a mission, and proudly fluttered the wider and wider eagle wings on his body.

The osmanthus is full of osmanthus, the honey is fragrant, and the Lishan Mountain is dyed with the meaning of Zhuqiu. The trees at the foot of the mountain are green and green, and the mountain is already golden and red. Only the pine by the spring has not changed its color, standing proudly in the autumn frost.

A slender and handsome young man leaned lazily on the Fengfeng Terrace, just swallowed the hawthorn walnut cake in his mouth, opened his mouth, but said without thinking, "Zheng Qian, what did I like to do on weekdays before? "

"Whip dancing, eagle cooking, soaking in soup, horse training, playing with jewelry, tasting delicious food... Or let the qin girl play music, or go down the mountain and go to Nuanxiang Pavilion to have fun... Oh, my lord, what do you want to play? Not yet?" Zheng Qian counted on his fingers.

"When I was suppressing the bandits in western Shanxi, I thought day and night about going back to Mount Li!" Fu Yiting scratched the tip of his nose irritably, "Now I feel bored and have no interest in doing anything. What's going on?"

"I think the prince has grown up. It's time to make contributions..."

When Fu Yiting heard him talking about making great achievements, Shi Yusheng's blackened and bleeding face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help feeling disgusted and rebellious. In fact, he had never seen Shi Yusheng's death, but he still imagined it like this from time to time He said, "Don't say such things again, I don't want to get involved in those bad things anymore. Shit emperor shit imperial court, if you mess with it, I will feel stinky!"

Zheng Qian was almost choked to death by the tea in his mouth. He found that he couldn't figure out what the little master was thinking. How could the little King Qin, who had the ambition of an emperor, suddenly become like this?

He tried to persuade, "Your Highness has been like a king since he was a child, and he shoulders the mission of revitalizing Qin..."

"Wars are actually not interesting, and governing the country is even more tedious and boring." Fu Yiting said in an angry and irresponsible way, "My father is gone, and it doesn't matter if I don't recover? He can't see whether I will be emperor or not. !"

If the old prince heard this, he would probably be so angry that he would sit up from the coffin.Zheng Qian was really speechless, but his mind was very lively. Thinking of a person, a sly smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "Could it be that the prince will let Xiao Ge rule the world?"

"That's impossible!" Fu Yiting turned over and sat up, his face became serious, "We must not take advantage of him. I haven't pursued with him the last time I left without saying goodbye." He said to himself , suddenly remembering that Li'er had been released for so long, Xiao Ge didn't make any movement, so he couldn't help gnashing his teeth in hatred.

During this period of time, that hypocrite will definitely not be as peaceful as the rumors say, and he doesn't know what the hell is going on behind the scenes... Fu Yiting's power and eyeliner are actually concentrated in the northwest, and he can only inquire about the current situation in the southeast. .

Why didn't he send a message, did he really think that he could overthrow Da Xia with his own power?Fu Yiting sneered in his heart, but then felt heavy again. He had already seen Wu Jun's demeanor, although the number was small, he was extremely elite.And the surname Xiao still has unfathomable financial resources in Yangzhou... Thinking of these problems, Fu Yiting seemed to have returned to the moment when he was racking his brains to defeat the enemy in the west of Shanxi.

"My lord, my uncle is here, and he's at the foot of the mountain now." At this moment, Lin Yizhi came over from the watchtower on the mountainside, interrupting Fu Yiting's thoughts.

"Ah?" Fu Yiting was quite surprised, but then thought that it had been two or three years since we met last time, and couldn't help feeling that time flies, he stood up and walked back to Yi Palace, "Please meet him in Yunhe Palace."

In less than half a stick of incense, Zheng Qian brought in a thin middle-aged man with a little panic. He was tall and straight, and he was still a handsome man on the left side of his face, but there was a burn scar the size of a copper coin on the right side of his face. To make it a little disfigured, he bowed down when he saw Fu Yiting, "Caomin has seen the prince."

This person is Lan Ding'an, Fu Yiting's mother's brother.

"Uncle please hurry up, my family, don't be so polite." Fu Yiting greeted him, but his tone was a little alienated and indifferent.

At this moment, the two stood facing each other, and Zheng Qian beside him couldn't help being a little shocked. From the similar bright faces of the two of them, he seemed to be able to imagine what a magnificent woman Fu Yiting's mother was.

After all, Lan Dingying was the oiran who caused a sensation in Qinbei at that time, and made countless rich children fall in love with her... But... thinking about it further, Zheng Qian couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed, and he silently left the hall.