Your Majesty, I am not worthy

The sunset on the west mountain, the autumn glow covered the small half of the sky in the west, like a fire ignited from the west, infecting the night in the east layer by layer.

It's a pity that it is declining, and the red glow is gradually dimming.

Candles had already been lit in the imperial study room ahead of time, which was not as strong as Hong Lie outside, but it was enough to illuminate the entire imperial study room.

The little eunuch just came over to change the carpet stained with ink, and even took away the cornered inkstone. Now Chu Yuheng's eyes fell directly on the newly replaced purple gold stone inkstone, right? Listening solemnly to the next report of a man and a woman.

Back when Rong Mu passed away suddenly, it caused him great grief, and left him in a trance, leaving behind the third person.

Steward Zhou of the Prime Minister's Mansion couldn't ask anything.

Just ask,? The reply must be that An San had a dispute with Ah Mu, and was kicked out by Ah Mu.

Ah Mu could indeed do such a thing. When Ah Mu heard of his connivance to Wen Li outside the imperial study, he rushed to give Ah Mu a gift.

Ah Mu was already thinking about whether he had any bad intentions, so it made sense to drive the third party away in a hurry.

But An San left the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the rest of the secret guards he sent couldn't find An San. After clearing the fog that had shrouded it for several months, Chu Yuheng, who was already a little calm, couldn't help but think a lot.

The next person is An An and An Er. Last night, the two were suddenly called to identify a charred corpse in a new tomb outside the palace. They wanted to judge that the corpse belonged to An An.

The corpse was extremely burned by the fire, its face was beyond recognition, no one could recognize who it was, even An Yi and An Er who had been familiar with An San for a long time, it was quite difficult to distinguish them last night.

But fortunately, An Er scratched his scalp, and only then remembered that An San's arm had been broken by her.

That was when they entered the camp to fight, the third party deliberately cut her face,? And she broke the third party's forearm against the rules in a hurry.

At this point, An Yi and An Er knelt down on one knee, with a fierce posture: "My lord, the skeleton is most likely An San's."

Chu Yuheng fiddled with the hairband tied around his wrist, hearing that the eagle's eyes suddenly shrank, and the silent lake water in the dark pupils was broken.

The Adam's apple rolled slightly, and Chu Yuheng silently clenched the cloth that fell into his palm, and his deep voice became more ferocious: "Is there any evidence?"

Shadow [-] reported: "Dark [-]'s right arm was broken before, and after the subordinates checked, the corpse's right arm also showed signs of broken bones, and they were all injured in the same position."

broken bones...

Chu Yuheng muttered to himself.

He still didn't know that Rong Mu's right arm had been broken!

Chu Yuheng's heart, which had been tense all this time, finally relaxed a little, and light slipped through the crack in his heart. Only now did Chu Yuheng have more certainty that Rong Mu hadn't actually died in the sea of ​​fire.

The straight back suddenly leaned back, and the black and white eyes revealed a powerful and clear light, Chu Yuheng softened his eyes: "Anyi, you bring a group of people, and from today onwards, you will go out of the palace and go to the northern border to find Rong Mu's traces; An Er, you lead a team to Jiangnan to find people... especially the county where Hua Huaiyin is located."

If Rong Mu is not dead, there are only two places he can go to, one is the northern border, and the other is the south of the Yangtze River.

As for Haojing City...

He had seen Rong Mu in Qingquan Temple before.

When Rong Mu saw him at that time, he broke away from his usual gentleness and gentlemanly handsomeness, with a pale face frightened, holding a wooden box as if he was surprised to see him.

But I have never touched it, I am afraid that Rong Mu's fantasies will also disappear in the sea of ​​fire.

Now, thinking back carefully on Rong Mu's appearance under the bodhi tree, Chu Yuheng only felt that it was extremely real. Back then, he was only the slightest distance away from Rong Mu. Rong Twilight.

But he withdrew his hand, turned around and walked away in front of the living Rong Mu.

They were so close!

Chu Yuheng's heart suddenly ached, and the heart that was beating so fast seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. After vigorously kneading, remorse wrapped in pain and joy flowed to the limbs along with the veins.

"Wait a minute, the two of you go to Qingquan Temple to inquire first."

"Subordinates obey."

The dark one and the dark two came out after receiving a new mission, and one of them looked uglier than the other.

It is easy to go out and find people.

What's more, the prime minister at the time was able to make such a decisive fire, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that he did it intentionally, so how could he be easily found by them.

The emperor's order cannot be disobeyed, and An Er and An Er can only bite the bullet to accept it, but this does not prevent An Er from being dissatisfied.

An Yi is tall and tall, with bulging muscles that almost pop out of An Anwei's uniform: "You don't like An San?"

An Er was slightly stunned, but did not deny it.

"Why?" An Yi was suspicious.

An Er sneered: "He deserves to die."

An Yi was dumbfounded: "He also offended you?"

"Hmm." An Er frowned, and asked, "'Also'? Has he offended you?"

An Yi's usually expressionless face finally showed a hint of coldness: "He killed my younger brother when he was on a mission before, but it's a pity he didn't die by my hands..."

An Er was slightly startled, and didn't ask any more questions.

And as the only woman in the dark guard camp, she can be ranked second, and she must have gone through more difficulties and obstacles than those men.

Most of it was set for her.

She can't compete with An Yi, but she can always suppress the third in her own field. As long as the third has that kung fu, the third is extremely bad.

When the rankings came out, the third party even visited her room at night, trying to take advantage of the night to attack her and kill her in the twilight. If she hadn't been so happy that night, she could hardly sleep all night, and she would definitely be killed by the third party's surprise attack. lost his life.

Afterwards, the third party did not reflect on it. Later, they were transferred to different places to work, but she also heard that the third party had not repented, and that the third party was still vicious when they went on missions. .

Thinking of this, An Er touched the two scars like black earthworms on his face, his eyes were cold and silent.

Two scars, both from set.

No matter what the reason is, it would be best for the man in the third party to die.

The Haojing people who didn't know what they wanted to fool quickly found out the truth. Rong Mu was drinking tea with Shen Shumo in the autumn.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is moist and soft, and the slag is finely melted. Ruyi crisps, bergamot cakes and other pastries are also placed on the delicate bamboo plate, and the silky sweet fragrance is very attractive.

Seeing that Shen Shumo ordered a table full of dim sum, Rong Mu, who had just finished his lunch, sighed helplessly: "There are too many."

"You don't eat too much if you like it, and if you don't run out, take it out to beggars on the street." Shen Shumo's sleeves were loosely rolled up a few times by him, and he even asked the teahouse attendant to watch the tea.

Knowing that Rong Mu is still busy with the establishment of an academy recently, Shen Shumo handed over all the good places he had searched for in the past two days to Rong Mu, and the words could not be rejected: "These places are empty It's empty, if you don't want to use it."

Rong Mu was stunned for a moment, then pushed the letter back intact to Shen Shumo: "I only open a school here, and I don't need so much space, besides, I already have something I like in my heart, so I am letting you down." Brother Shen kindly."

Shen Shumo looked slightly ill, but still took the things back politely.

It can be seen that Rong Mu carefully maintained the distance between himself and himself, but this time Rong Mu received [-]% less profit, and Shen Shumo wanted to change hands to benefit Rong Mu in other ways.

Looking at the freshly served soft crisps, Shen Shumo enthusiastically pushed the bergamot crisps forward again: "This is the dim sum that you mentioned to me before, and the master who made the dim sum came back from Haojing , the craftsmanship is outstanding, but I don’t know if it has the taste of eating in the academy.”

Rong Mu thanked him lightly, lifted the chopsticks to pick up a fan-shaped puff pastry, bit it between his lips, the puff pastry instantly shattered in his teeth, the taste was just right, crispy and sweet.

The word pastry is still hovering in Rong Mu's mind for no reason.

It is the truth in his heart that he can't tell whether the taste is similar, after all, he has never used the snacks that Shen Shumo gave to his classmates and friends.

At that time, he already knew Chu Yuheng, and he specially brought the cakes that Shen Shumo gave to his classmates for Chu Yuheng to enjoy, but at that time Chu Yuheng suddenly turned cold after hearing what he said, and turned over those cakes that he hadn't used before. Exquisite Dim Sum.

Rong Mu's eyes dimmed, it would be great if he had never known Chu Yuheng before.

Now let go of these unhappy past, Rong Mu doesn't want to think about that person again.

I used a few more pastries, and even drank almost three cups of tea.

"I can't tell if the taste is similar, but it's really good." After saying that, Rong Mu took another piece, and chewed it into his throat along with the tea.

Seeing Rong Mu eating happily, Shen Shumo finally calmed down.

The attendants of the teahouse added new tea to the teacup on the side, while Shen Shumo poured the tea, he talked with Rong Mu about the distribution of the cloth this time.

In fact, I already had a rough idea before, and I came today just to sign the paperwork.

But within the time of a cup of tea, the two had already reached an agreement, and in the end it was still [-] percent.Rong Muyi, Shen Shumojiu.

It's just that Shen Shumo has planned a big event this time. Not only does he plan to promote the newly designed cloth to all counties in the south of the Yangtze River, he also plans to set foot in jewelry and hair accessories shops in one fell swoop.

Jiangnan girls are gentle and carefree. Although their clothes are more expensive than those of the daughters in the capital city, they also have a unique and delicate flavor. And their Shen family has almost monopolized all the fabrics that girls in the Jiangnan area like, and even some of them are direct. Push it to Haojing for the nobles in the palace to enjoy.

The missing part is the daily use of the man's family.

In particular, there are rare shops in Jiangnan that sell men's accessories outside. Once they open their doors, the profits inside cannot be underestimated.

And Shen Shumo was able to realize this time because he was reminded by Rong Mu when he went south to Tainan County.

At the beginning, Rong Mu reproduced some patterns on the Jiangnan cruise ship on a whim, but the patterns were not suitable for clothing, so Rong Mu asked the embroiderer to embroider the patterns on the hairband.

If it was Rong Mu who did it, the three headbands made the next day may look simple, but they have a long charm, low-key and not too simple.

Just looking at the headband, Shen Shumo realized that he had found another business opportunity.

If it was before, he didn't dare to make a bold move, but after seeing the blueprint made by Rong Muduo, how could Rong Mu still shrink back and hold back.

So after Shen Shumo went back to discuss with his uncle from the same clan, he decided to launch this hair band together with the new material.

Taking advantage of Rong Mu's big advantage, he privately thought of helping Rong Mu's establishment of the school.

That's why he took out several shops today for the use of Rong Mu's school.

However, Rong Mu rejected him.

Unexpected, but also within reason.

After all, Rong Mu was the person who used to ask him to bring some paper business and was able to calculate the money. In the short year of their first acquaintance, Rong Mu did not take advantage of him in vain.

At this moment, Shen Shumo watched as Rong Mu smoothed the slightly raised corners of the document. The man in white was proud when he raised the pen, and the handwriting fell neatly with the soft tip of the pen. It was really a pleasure to watch this man's autograph.

After the ink was dry, Rong Mu delivered the newly signed document to Shen Shumo.

Shen Shumo got the newly signed document, and his eyes wandered to the beautiful and elegant handwriting at the end of the document.

For a moment, Shen Shumo couldn't help sighing: "Brother Rong, your handwriting is really unique. Your pen and ink were conspicuous in the academy. I haven't seen you for many years, and your fine brushwork has become more and more stable. If you want to come to Jiangnan, you should also appreciate calligraphy, painting and calligraphy. Once you make a move with this skill, you won't be robbed of your head."

Shen Shumo didn't know that Rong Mu's pen and ink was hard to find in Hao Jing, so he still tried his best to praise Rong Mu's fine brushwork.

And Rong Mu listened silently, with long eyelashes drooping, and said with a calm and indifferent smile: "I had nothing to do before, and I had nothing to do in private, so I just practice calligraphy and painting every day."

"No entertainment? You have been such a high-ranking official in Hao Jing, don't you still have friends?"

After putting away the documents, Shen Shumo's face was full of surprise.

Rong Mu smiled slightly, and loosened the soft calluses on his fingertips that he had just pressed when he was holding the pen, and the tea cup in the other hand shook slightly from side to side, his glass eyes reflected the clear color of strong tea in front of him: "Just because I am busy with official duties , I haven’t had any close friends in private for many years.”

"Then I can be considered your friend?"

There was a lot of joy on Shen Shumo's face, as if being able to be Rong Mu's friend was a lucky thing in his life.

Rong Mu tilted his head slightly, resting his forehead with one hand, his slender knuckles covered his clear and deep eyes, seeing Shen Shumo's expression, he responded in a low voice: "Yes."

And the people in front of him got worse, step by step in the area that Rong Mu didn't want to look back: "Then where is your Haojing's wife and children?"

Shen Shumo knew that this person escaped from Haojing when Rong Mu came over, and he didn't mind. When he arrived in Jiangnan, he always had a way to protect Rong Mu, but he was only curious about how Rong Mu had been in Haojing all these years. How are you doing, you need to feign death to get out, presumably Rong Mu is already in trouble in Haojing.

It's a pity that Rong Mu never took the initiative to mention it before, and it's not easy for Shen Shumo to ask directly.

Now there is finally a seedling involved in this topic, Shen Shumo did not let it go, although the words are not as sharp as Chu Yuheng, but there is some urgency.

As for Rong Mu's answer...

The tight jaw of the man in white was raised, and the corners of Rong Mu's lips were slightly raised as he was leaning on the back of the chair, and the melodious arc of his brows was particularly beautiful: "None."

But to Shen Shumo, Rong Mu deliberately kept the secret that he liked men.

To this day, Rong Mu doesn't know if the one he likes is a man.

When he first realized his feelings for Chu Yuheng, although he was a little surprised, he quickly accepted the difference between himself and others.

Chu Yuheng is so extraordinary that he has completely surpassed so many people in the world. He noticed Chu Yuheng in the academy, and it was only natural that he fell in love with Chu Yuheng.

Rong Mu has never been ashamed of his love.

It’s just that he was still young back then, and his love for Chu Yuheng was too possessive. He could share his collection of paper, pen, calligraphy and paintings with others, and he could also help courtiers handle difficult official affairs, but he didn’t want to take Chu Yuheng as well. Put it out and share it with others.

If he likes it, he likes it, and he shouldn't cover it up because of other people's words. This was what he thought when he didn't know Chu Yuheng's identity; but when he knew that Chu Yuheng was the current emperor, he sadly changed his mind .

Chu Yuheng's status is absolute, and he should not be criticized by history books because of his relationship with him.

Therefore, he restrained himself and kept etiquette in front of outsiders, and what he showed on the surface was always the loyalty of his subjects to the king.

And he also thought that Chu Yuheng was satisfied with this, that's why he had maintained a secret friendship with him for many years.

But Chu Yuheng treated Wen Li completely differently.

Rong Mu still remembered the gentleman Wen who suddenly appeared in the palace when he came back from northern Xinjiang.

Nobleman, this is the title of a concubine, but it is a man who got this title.

It can be seen that Chu Yuheng doesn't care about these worldly views.

But if there is no Chu Yuheng, he should also go on an ordinary road like the world, marry a wife and have children, and after a hundred years, he will be full of children and grandchildren.

Now returning to the topic of his wife and children, Rong Mu could barely recover.

Seeing Shen Shumo's obvious disbelief at the moment, Rong Mu looked straight into Shen Shumo's eyes.

Looking into each other's eyes, Rong Mu unconsciously clenched the bamboo chopsticks in his hands, and replied frankly again: "I really have no wife or children."

……

Shen Shumo didn't believe it.

It's just that Rong Mu didn't know what to think of, and his face suddenly turned cold.

Shen Shumo seemed to know that he had poked the sore spot of the person in front of him.

At this point, Shen Shumo sighed and raised his eyebrows: "Then let's not talk about the past, what about Brother Rong now?"

"Now?" Rong Mu paused, put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and wiped away the non-existent crumbs of snacks around his mouth with a white towel. Broken silver, so I randomly searched for something..."

"That's not it."

Shen Shumo interrupted Rong Mu's words: "Brother, I want to ask if you have someone in your heart now."

"..."

All of a sudden, everything was quiet, only the floating dust in the air danced around.

The afternoon sun in autumn is not as warm as that in midsummer. When it slanted in from the window, it was full of indescribable ambiguity. Rong Mu's cold half face was printed in the warm autumn sun. The few words uttered lightly in the mouth are also decisive——

"There is no one in my heart."

The author has something to say: there may be another chapter~

But if there is no next chapter before nine o'clock in the evening...just pretend I didn't say this!

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