I write novels in the East Palace

The nephew and uncle looked at each other for a moment, and the place where their eyes met was like lightning, the atmosphere was anxious and tense, as if in the next quarter of an hour Li Yue would violently jump up and grab this hapless nephew, tie him up and beat him up.

That's what Zhou Chengyi thought, and he became alert, ready to move if the enemy does not move, and to dance wildly when the enemy moves.

In a sense, Zhou Chengyi was right in his thinking, Zhong Liyue really wanted to beat someone violently, but after all, he felt that it was too embarrassing to become angry and endured it.

He just sneered and said, "I'm not the same as you. When a man starts a family and starts a business, he only thinks about this kind of thing when he breaks the barbarian and waits for the world to be peaceful."

"The marshal is concerned about the border wars, and has no sweetheart, and no idea of ​​getting married." Zhong Liyue said very righteously without changing his face, but the action of picking up the teacup to drink revealed a bit of guilt.

Even if Zhou Chengyi couldn't see his small movements, he could still find some clues from the memory of the original owner.

He still remembered what Zhongli had said to provoke him just now, Dang even showed a humble expression, leaned over and said deliberately, "It's true, uncle has great martial arts skills, and women who think you like you will definitely be able to line up from the west of the city to the city." If you go east, you will be among thousands of flowers, not even a single leaf will touch you, and you will be a sage of love.”

"No wonder you look down on me for being so dawdly."

Zhong Liyue raised his chin slightly, looking very useful.

Hearing Zhou Chengyi change the subject, "—won't uncle teach me some tricks? Now is the time for me to be in crisis."

Zhong Liyue: "..." He gritted his teeth and muttered for a long while without saying a word, his sharp tongue didn't work for the first time, and when he glanced around with guilt, he caught a glimpse of Zhou Chengyi's silently raised corner of his mouth.

The movement paused, the eyes slowly moved up, and the two looked at each other.

"Little bastard, your skin is so itchy that you dare to play tricks on your uncle? I am your elder, so you are disrespectful!" Zhong Liyue immediately picked up his chair and got up angrily. Some strength.

Zhou Chengyi had already felt the threat in his eyes, jumped aside without saying a word, and said inhumanely, "Now you remember that you are an elder and use your identity to suppress me, why didn't you see your elder gesture at all just now, why did you Gossip here and threaten me."

Zhong Liyue said, "It's not because you're useless, you can't even deal with a man after so long. The pair of Qi brothers under me are fighting field battles in the camp right now!"

Zhou Chengyi paused, and couldn't help uttering, "Expand and talk?"

"It's because they went to the lake in the middle of the night before—" Zhong Liyue was about to blare subconsciously, but suddenly remembered that the person opposite him was his nephew, so he immediately stopped talking, and said with a straight face, "Kids are always It's better to put more on the right path if you have this kind of thought!"

Zhou Chengyi pursed his lips and complained, "A child in his 20s and crown? It's useless to say that I can't win Fang Guanyan just now."

"Where did the Marshal make a mistake?" Zhong Li gave him a fierce look.

At this moment, the sound of eager footsteps came from outside, but they stopped at the door, and knocked on the door restrainedly, Fang Guanyan's voice sounded out with some uneven breathing, "Marshal, Guanyan begs to see you."

"Come in!" Zhou Chengyi answered as if he had overstepped him, but he went straight to the door.

When Fang Guanyan heard the familiar voice inside, he paused when he pushed the door, and subconsciously flinched with Yubai's fingers pressing on the door frame.

Although he had already guessed that Zhou Chengyi must be back when he learned that Marshal Zhongli had mobilized troops to surround the pharmacy, so he didn't even care about the matter, and ran over from the palace in a hurry, not even breathing.

But the voice of thinking day and night suddenly broke into his ears, and he actually felt a little bit of a homely retreat.

Hongmeng religion.

Fang Guanyan knew it.When he left Beijing that year, his father specially called him into the study to talk, and told all the details about his mother. At that time, Fang Guanyan remembered the Hongmeng Sect who wanted to restore the country.

"What do you think of this sect?" The look in the eyes of the father who asked this question was very complicated, and there was a bit of scrutiny.

Fang Guanyan, who was still a boy in his teens, didn't answer. He was a little confused, and he had other thoughts that he only realized later.

But Prime Minister Fang, who was always watching him, saw everything through his silence.

"Guan Yan, let's go. The carriage is already waiting for you outside, and everything has been packed. You are still young, and there are many things you don't understand. I can't keep you. I just hope that in the future... When you figure it out, you Return to Beijing."

"Maybe then you and my father and son will recognize each other one day."

Prime Minister Fang paused for a moment, then lowered his head to write, and wrote a word on the rice paper, leaving him the last sentence, "Solid, firm. From now on, Fang Guanyan's name will be buried here, and you are no longer the son of the prime minister." , but Zigu, a disciple of Lord Tang.”

Prime Minister Fang pursed his lips and slowly smiled, "Zi Gu, I wish you peace and happiness, and a smooth life."

Fang Guanyan was silent for a long time, lowered his eyes to cover his red eyes, raised the corner of his robe and knelt down, bowed and bowed, the young man's voice was hoarse, "Zi Gu thank you for the name, see you in another day, if you can, Zigu invites the prime minister to drink tea."

Prime Minister Fang's suppressed emotion finally couldn't contain his tears in his words. He turned around hastily, only a drop of water flew on the rice paper and smudged the ink.

And until Fang Guanyan got up and picked up the rice paper, he didn't see the vicissitudes of life turning his head.

"Zi Gu resigns." Fang Guanyan's eyes fixed on Prime Minister Fang's white temples, and his etiquette was very thoughtful from the beginning to the end.

Prime Minister Fang waved his hand, choked up and unable to say a word.

After the news that Zhou Chengyi was taken away by Hongmeng Sect, Fang Guanyan asked his father, "Is there any other use for that blood jade pendant?"

"...I really don't know about that." Prime Minister Fang also frowned, and said with a headache, "If the blood jade pendant really caused this, I'm afraid you will be implicated again."

He was probably so angry that he couldn't help spitting, "Isn't Xiao Guo better than the former dynasty now? What are these damned remnants of the former dynasty trying to do! It's really a disaster! A disaster!"

"No matter why the Hongmeng Sect took Mr. away, it was because of me." This idea settled in Fang Guanyan's heart at that time.

He didn't realize it at the beginning, but now that they are close to each other, he suddenly jumped into his heart, which made him flinch, and he didn't dare to go forward again.

Fang Guanyan wanted to retreat.

The door in front of him suddenly opened from the inside, and Zhou Chengyi's familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him, "Ayan, you are here!"

"Sir..." Fang Guanyan flinched slightly.

Zhou Chengyi took this subtle change into his eyes, and without thinking about it, his body moved first, and he directly reached out and clasped his wrist indiscriminately, breaking up his retreat.

"It just so happens that I'm here. Uncle and I were talking about you." Zhou Chengyi casually found an excuse and brought Fang Guanyan into the room.

Zhong Liyue had already put down the chair, rearranged his clothes and sat there with a straight face. At first glance, he really looked like an elder.

Seeing people coming in, he just pretended to be teacup, glanced over casually, and said in a low voice, "Come here, sit down."

As soon as he spoke, Zhou Chengyi took Fang Guanyan to his seat. Fang Guanyan didn't feel sorry for him when he got up, but he responded quickly and respectfully, "Thank you, Marshal Guanyan, for your seat."

"Yeah." Zhong Liyue pursed his lips, his expression was slightly distorted, and he glanced at Zhou Chengyi, still with a straight face.

Zhou Chengyi said directly: "..."

He could probably guess Zhong Liyue's careful thinking, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and gave him a wink by raising his sleeves, so that he wouldn't be so obvious.

He hasn't chased after him yet, and he hasn't expressed his feelings. Now he looks like a palace, which is too greasy.

Zhou Chengyi was seriously suspicious. According to Zhong Liyue's actions, let alone being a partner, in the end he and Fang Guanyan might not even have to be friends.

Zhong Liyue received his nephew's gaze, and revisited the scene where the two came in just now in his mind, and couldn't help but look at the two who have been holding hands until now.

Which normal man would let another man hold hands like this without rejecting or rejecting at all?Even if this is not a happy relationship, it is certainly not such a simple friendship.

However, the look Zhou Chengyi gave him made him take it easy, don't scare people away.

Zhong Liyue looked at his nephew as if he was looking at a fool.

The big fool, however, was flattered and withdrew his hand regretfully in his heart.

Fang Guanyan felt that it was a pity that the restraint of his wrist was released, but his attention was more on Zhong Liyue's attitude.

The marshal is obviously different today, there is no smile on his face, and his aura is somewhat oppressive.

Fang Guanyan smiled wryly in his heart: That's right, the Hongmeng Sect was acting in his name after all, Mr. Zhongli was implicated innocently, and Marshal Zhongli's dissatisfaction is justified.On the contrary, he still has the cheek to come up to disturb him now. He is really ignorant of business affairs, no wonder the Marshal despises him.

Seeing that he hadn't said a word for a long time, Zhou Chengyi tilted his head to look at him strangely, and always felt that his face seemed a little strange, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

After speaking, she directly stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and then her own, but she didn't feel any abnormality.

He didn't think much about it, but felt that the measurement might be inaccurate, so he frowned and stretched out his hands on Fang Guanyan's neck to fix him, leaned over and let their foreheads touch each other, he paused for a moment to feel it, but he didn't see it. Get up hot.

"There is no fever, could it be that there is something else that is uncomfortable?" Zhou Chengyi said and then checked the temperature of his neck.

Zhong Liyue's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, a little hot water spilled from the rim of the cup and fell onto the table, his eyes fixed on the back of Zhou Chengyi's head, as if he had seen some shocking scene.

It's okay?This is called innocence?

Zhong Liyue, who just thought Zhou Chengyi was a fool, now thinks that the fool is himself.

Fang Guanyan didn't expect that he would poke his forehead, it wasn't enough, and he leaned over to touch him at a close distance, his warm breath spraying on his face made his brain shut down for a moment, and his eyes were dazed.

It wasn't until he put his hand on his neck again that he suddenly realized that he happened to meet Zhong Liyue's empty gaze.

"Sir!" Fang Guanyan blushed slightly as the heat surged up, and he quickly grabbed Zhou Chengyi's hand, "I'm fine."

He changed the subject bluntly, "You just mentioned me just now, are you talking about something?"

"It's me, I want your wine." Before Zhou Chengyi could react, Zhong Liyue had already answered first, he raised his head and drank the half-sprinkled tea in one breath, his face wrinkled as if he had drunk wine, adding He said, "I want Huadiao."

Fang Guanyan responded immediately, "I'll have the wine delivered to your residence some other day when I've brewed it."

Zhong Liyue immediately frowned, and said in puzzlement, "When the boat from the sea came back last time, I saw that there happened to be a few pots of flower carvings in the ones you brewed. Just give them to me. Why bother to brew again."

Zhou Chengyi answered quietly, "Uncle, how do you know what you miss about me? It was given to me by Ayan."

"I don't want all of them. What's the matter if you give me one or two altars?" Zhong Liyue couldn't bear it anymore, and finally opened the chatter box, and started talking non-stop, "Is there anything good that I don't want to read about you, uncle? Did you talk to me last time?" Said that your quill is gone, and you almost got pecked when you tried to pluck that goose's feathers, did I go to Dingguo's mansion to pick it up later?"

"Also, every time you have a disagreement with the emperor and ministers, which time am I not on your side? I have worked hard to lead troops to fight, and you don't even give me two jars of wine. Are you worthy of me? I am sorry Drilling soldiers and horses, as soon as I heard about you, I immediately put down everything and brought people to find you in person, that's how you treated me!"

"The world is going down!"

"People's hearts are not ancient!"

He had a sad expression on his face, as if he was talking about not two jars of wine, but the gold and silver treasures of an incomparably rich country.

Zhou Chengyi: "..."

"That wine is not good." Zhou Chengyi's ears hurt from his reading, and he had no choice but to compromise, "But I still have the royal wine that my father rewarded me last time, why don't I get it?"

As soon as Zhong Liyue heard that it was Yujiu, his eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't wait to say "yes", and said with a calm look, "Uncle mother, whoever told you that you are my only nephew, I can only That's it."

"It's just that the Huadiao wine should be as fast as possible. I'm still waiting to drink it when I go out to fight." Zhong Liyue said this, with no affection for both.

Zhou Chengyi squinted his eyes, half smiling, and said tactfully, "Uncle, touch your own conscience, is it still there?"

"Live and frisky, neither sad nor happy." Zhong Liyue achieved his goal, and it was easier to talk more, and he didn't care about Zhou Chengyi's disrespectful words at all.

Fang Guanyan saw that his attitude had returned to the original, and immediately agreed, thinking: since uncle likes to drink, then he should make more fun.

Of course, this uncle Fang Guanyan only dared to say it in his heart.

Following Zhong Liyue's words, the topic naturally led to the expedition.

Zhou Chengyi asked, "What did you say about the expedition? How is the situation in Cangzhou?"

"The situation is not very good." Zhong Liyue talked about this matter with a more serious expression and a serious expression, "The medicine discovered is very effective, the number of infected people has been significantly reduced, and the infected people are also being cured, but Beihu is watching, and Pei Sheng is also patrolling. When I found out that Chen Bing from Beihu camped a hundred miles outside Ruchuan City, he was ready to fight, and he could tell what he was thinking at a glance."

"However, Beihu's move is not without its benefits. Beihu's Chen Bing Ruchuan intends to take advantage of Cangzhou's crisis just like the battle 18 years ago to encircle Ruchuan."

Zhong Liyue dipped his fingers in some tea and drew a simple frontier defense map on the table, drawing a circle at one point, "Since that's the case, according to the deduction of the previous battle, the large forces are at the front, and the rear must be empty. I don't want to directly Cross the river from the west and take the capital directly, and catch him off guard!"

Zhong Liyue is best at surprise attacks, although he doesn't know how to do it, but just because he dared to draw himself into collaborating with the enemy and treason in order to seriously injure Beihu, it is obvious that he is a person who is more ruthless to the enemy and even more ruthless to himself.

Zhou Chengyi then poured a cup of tea and said respectfully, "I don't know the art of war, but I believe in Xiao Guo's God of War. My nephew wishes my uncle the best of luck and victory!"

Zhong Liyue waited for him to finish drinking the tea, then grinned and muttered, "I'm not sincere, I only serve tea."

When Zhou Chengyi heard that this person must still remember the previous events, and wanted to find fault, he immediately opened his eyes and started talking nonsense, "Drunk people make people confused, serving tea is for the sake of uncle's health, and it is also a good moral. .”

"Nonsense." Zhong Liyue cursed with a smile, thinking of the conversation with the emperor in the palace earlier, his eyes darkened and he said, "Your father is not in good health now, and it is troublesome now. Go see him more."

"Although he didn't say anything, he loved you. What happened once, he did something wrong. I didn't say anything for him, but he didn't say anything serious to you no matter what you thought. talk……"

Zhong Liyue paused for a moment, lowered his eyes and sneered mockingly, "Since ancient times, the emperor claimed to be a loner, it really wasn't a foolish thing, he has come to this point after all."

"He, his sister, you and I have also had quarrels, but in the final analysis, he has never been ashamed of Zhongli's family. I have always taken the phrase 'thunder, rain and dew are the grace of the king', but the grace of the king is mighty, and sometimes he has to Admit that if he is not lenient, then these things are not likely to be taken lightly."

Zhong Liyue said, "Don't hate him."

Zhou Chengyi was silent for a while, then sighed and considered the words before he spoke, "Uncle, you know, whether you love or hate it is not up to me, but depends on his will."

This is what he was referring to as the original owner.

Zhong Li narrowed his eyes and said, "Now he is you, and you are him."

"You clearly know..."

"—So what if you know? So what if you don't know? Things have already happened and there is no room for change. Why bother struggling with unconfirmed speculation."

Zhou Chengyi's initial words were abruptly interrupted by Zhong Liyue, who said in an indistinguishable tone, "Karma is the business of the king of hell, and people still want to seek peace of mind when they are still alive."

"You just treat us as fooling ourselves." Zhong Liyue said finally.

Zhou Chengyi had nothing to say about this, and could only nod his head, "I don't hate him, maybe it's out of compensation, or maybe it's something else, he is very good to me."

Zhong Liyue stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, after thinking for a while, he asked worriedly, "You don't think it's because of this that he didn't pass on the throne to you, do you?"

Zhou Chengyi smiled helplessly when he heard the words, "Of course not, I personally refused it, and it took me a lot of effort to convince him."

Zhong Liyue couldn't help laughing, and looked him up and down, "You are probably the first prince in the world to resign voluntarily, but I don't know how those historians will arrange your father's emperor in the future, I'm afraid they will describe him as a prince. A foolish king who is jealous of the virtuous and the capable."

Zhou Chengyi listened to the same words, his eyes showed some subtlety, and he hesitated to say, "Uncle, do you know that the father said the same thing as you..."

"So what?" Zhong Liyue didn't realize what it meant at first, but when he saw Zhou Chengyi's eyes, he immediately jumped up, couldn't hold back a slap to cover it, and his whole body felt goosebumps.

Fried hair scolded, "Mother Xipi! You have a habit of cutting off your sleeves, why do you think everyone else is the same!"

"Oh." Zhou Chengyi responded, but he was thinking in his heart: the old man plotted the emperor's attack, fried Mao, and talked about God of War, it seemed a bit easy to knock.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Liyue's continuous output was followed by a sentence, "Unlucky, why are you like your mother!"

"I don't want to get married because I have a habit of breaking my sleeves. It's just that I often fight at the border. There are all the same men in the barracks. It's hard to get a woman. I've been tricked by those animals to be a wife. When I know, They are both mothers of two children!"

He emphasized angrily, and said a little sadly, "A group of animals, I think I used to be a romantic and suave uncle, since I entered the military camp, I haven't even touched a girl's hand!"

He rattled off on the behavior of the animals in the barracks, persecuting him, a leader with idol baggage.

Zhou Chengyi: "..." Uncle, is it really okay for you to expose your scars in such a rage to prove that you are a straight man?

Fang Guanyan was also in a daze, but he was stunned by the large amount of information in Zhong Liyue's words, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: Everything else was postponed first, but—Mr. is actually a broken sleeve? !

He looked at Zhou Chengyi's figure, and tightly clenched Yubai's fingers hidden in his sleeves, suppressing all the surprise and joy that leaked from his eyes.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside, and a voice familiar to Zhou Chengyi shouted from below, "Our companions are above, why don't we let us go up?!"

It was the little Taoist priest who was the best at mending trousers and sewing.

Sure enough, Zhong Liyue didn't even frown when he saw the shopkeeper, who was already overwhelmed by the situation, coming up to report, wiping his sweat, "All arrested and sent to prison."

Zhou Chengyi hurriedly stopped him, "The means don't have to be so drastic, and they didn't hurt me, they're just a bunch of poor people. If you don't want me to persuade you to surrender, you can use another means if you really can't persuade them."

Zhong Liyue frowned, "Are you crazy? That's the Hongmeng Sect that hates the Xiao Kingdom, just like those barbarians in Beihu. Once they find out your identity, do you think they will spare you?"

"I know, but I'm not reconciled." Zhou Chengyi said firmly, "I want to try."

Zhong Liyue drew a furrow between his brows, stained with deep hostility, and finally gritted his molars and said, "You are really as naive as your father said! How can you be an emperor!"

He sneered and said in a strange way, "You should go to the temple to be a monk, and then there will be two more relics in the altar."

"..." Zhou Chengyi refused to listen to the personal attack, and used his brain to explain, "I am going deep into the enemy's camp for undercover investigation, and I am planning to write a press release of "I became the boss of the undercover evil."

Fang Guanyan's eyes moved, and he silently glanced at Zhou Chengyi, as if he knew a secret, a smile flashed across his face.

Zhong Liyue didn't bother to listen to this and directly threw him out of the room, Zhou Chengyi turned his head to look at Fang Guanyan, reached out and touched his head, his expression could be called gentle, "You should go back too."

"No." Fang Guanyan grabbed his sleeve, looked up at him and said, "I want to go with you."

"Okay?" He stepped closer, blinked, suppressing the deep shame in his heart, and made a tone and expression that he would only have when he was sober.

Zhou Chengyi was suddenly shocked by his extremely prosperous appearance, and nodded without subconsciously.

The little Taoist priests finally rushed upstairs. They were relieved to see that he was fine, and looked curiously at another young man who was close to him.

"Who is this?"

Zhou Chengyi hadn't recovered from the huge shock, so he reflexively introduced, "Oh...this is Prince Xiao Zhou Chengyi."

sweetheart.

Zhou Chengyi swallowed the last four words back to his senses.

The author has something to say: small theater (not related to the text)

Empress Xiaoxian: The crying emperor x the irritable general, my younger brother and husband, I will bow down first to show my respect.

Zhou Chengyi: The scheming emperor x the god of war who talk about fried hair, have different attributes, but are equally easy to knock.

Zhong Liyue: ...I am so straight!

Empress Xiaoxian: In fact, the crying emperor x loyal dog eunuch is also easy to knock.

emperor:……

#惊，帝妙feelings broke because the queen knocked her husband and younger brother cp#