National teacher, he is a sick beauty

Chu Lang didn't speak.

Lin Yu saw that the little emperor seemed to be in a trance, and frowned: "Your Majesty, Shen Ci's wolf ambition, don't you want to take back the golden seal, don't you want to kill him?"

Chu Lang's eyes moved slightly.

Lin Yu continued: "Your Majesty, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is the best opportunity. If this matter is handed over to Yu Zeqin, I will be more confident, but if it is handed over to Shen Ci, I will be more than happy to compete with him. But the key to the decisive victory lies in your majesty, your majesty must not make too much trouble at this time."

Chu Lang tapped lightly on the desk with his knuckle fingers, and after a long time, he said, "What if I don't want to kill Shen Ci?"

Killing Shen Ci, isn't it to open the way for you Lin Yu?

Lin Yu's eyes froze when he heard the words, and he couldn't believe it: "Your Majesty, you want to see Da Chu fall into Shen Ci's hands, and you want to hand over the world of Da Chu to Shen Ci?"

Chu Lang raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Big Chu belongs to me, how can someone take it away."

As he said this, he looked at Lin Yu meaningfully.

Lin Yu didn't know, but thought that Chu Lang understood what he said, and said, "Since Your Majesty doesn't want the Da Chu River and Mountains to fall into the hands of others, you must get rid of Shen Ci and take back the golden seal."

Chu Lang still shook his head: "No, I won't kill him."

Lin Yu frowned and looked at Chu Lang. He tried to persuade him for so long, but the little emperor was not moved at all?

After Lin Yu left, Chu Lang thought that Shen Ci and Lin Wanshuang had almost talked, so he went back to the imperial study. Zhao Yin went to report to Chu Lang, and met halfway.

Chu Lang listened to his report of the conversation between Shen Ci and Lin Wanshuang, his eyes showed a little coldness: "My husband is in a high position, a dignified national teacher, how can she be so disrespectful as a prime minister's daughter?"

Zhao Yin repeatedly said yes.

Chu Lang took another two steps, and laughed abruptly: "Lin Wanshuang, I want to see what else you want to do?"

When Chu Lang returned to the imperial study, Shen Ci was writing. His Excellency the National Teacher has a habit of practicing calligraphy when he wants to meditate.

Chu Lang understood, and stepped forward: "Sir, don't you have a good chat with Lin Wanshuang?"

Shen Ci looked up at him: "Why did Your Majesty say that?"

Chu Lang's gaze fell on Shen Ci's handwriting: "If it weren't for that, why would you practice handwriting here for no reason?"

Shen Ci laughed: "Your Majesty is too worried, I haven't practiced calligraphy for a few days, I'm just afraid of unfamiliarity."

Chu Lang didn't expose him, and poured him a glass of water: "Then, can you tell me what question Lin Wanshuang asked?"

Shen Ci took the water and took a sip: "It's my daughter's little thought, so why do you ask?"

Chu Lang nodded: "But Mr. is discussing things secretly with others in front of me, but you don't take me seriously?"

Hearing this, Shen Ci put down the teacup in his hand and said, "I don't have that intention, Your Majesty..."

Shen Ci was interrupted by Chu Lang before he finished speaking: "It's okay if you don't want to tell me, but I want to ask for some benefits."

It was here waiting for him...

Shen Ci sighed: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, if there is anything you can't get, you can order it."

Chu Lang's eyes wandered over Shen Ci, and then he said slowly: "I haven't thought about it for now, sir, I owe you first."

Shen Ci looked at his childish behavior and shook his head helplessly.

Chu Lang was waiting for Lin Wanshuang's action, and sure enough, Zhao Yin entered the imperial study with a letter the next day.

Shen Ci and Chu Lang are separated by a screen, and they can still clearly see the actions in the outer room.

Since he handed over the golden seal, he has not reviewed the memorials, and Chu Lang has no plans to let him participate.

Shen Ci knew that Chu Lang could do well without him.

Chu Lang took the letter from Zhao Yin's hand, it was a painted letter, Chu Lang knew who it was from at a glance, and opened the letter casually.

There is only one poem in it, which is just saying that the weather is very good today, and has no other meaning.

Chu Lang put the letter aside and looked up at the yard.

As Lin Wanshuang said, the weather is indeed very good. Although it is a bit cold, and the hoarfrost in the morning is also exposed, this day is bright and beautiful.

Chu Lang asked Shen Ci through the screen: "Sir, will the weather be as good tomorrow as today?"

Shen Ci was caught off guard by asking such a nonsensical question, he was taken aback for a moment, and then looked out of the hospital: "It will rain tomorrow."

"Oh?" This made Chu Lang a little surprised, "The weather is so good today, and it will rain tomorrow?"

Shen Ci nodded: "People's hearts are capricious, let alone the weather."

It seems to mean something.

Chu Lang smiled: "I would like to invite my husband to visit Pinghu Lake with me tomorrow."

Shen Ci lowered his eyes, and just about to refuse, he heard the little emperor answer: "Take Lin Wanshuang."

Shen Ci was stunned, Chu Lang's attitude towards Lin Wanshuang had always been indifferent, even a little repulsive, and today he took the initiative to ask him out.

Shen Ci thought of the letter Zhao Yin handed to Chu Lang just now. It seems that Lin Wanshuang wrote something that touched Chu Lang?

Shen Ci said: "Your Majesty and Miss Lin are swimming in the lake, so I won't go."

Chu Lang smiled slightly: "I'm living with Lin Wanshuang. I'm a lonely man and a widow without a name. Doesn't that make Lin Wanshuang uneasy?"

Thoughtful, if Lin Wanshuang were here, he would be very moved.

Shen Ci thought about it and agreed.

His eyes fell on the scroll in his hand, which showed two people, a man and a woman both wearing battle armor, with some bloodstains on their faces, but they couldn't stop them from being heroic.

The most important thing is that these two people are very similar to the Great Chuyan King Lin Yu, or in other words, it is Lin Yu who resembles them.

The people on the picture scroll are the two generals of Da Chu, who made great contributions to the peace and prosperity of Da Chu, but it is a pity that they all died in battle, and they did not see the prosperity of Da Chu today.

The battle report came back that year, and the two generals were attacking Huyang Pass. Huyang Pass was easy to defend and difficult to attack. It took several months and the food and grass ran out. Emperor Qingde sent people to escort the food and grass to go. The enemy's trap was captured by the enemy.

Before Emperor Qingde sent someone to help, another battle report came. The two generals of the Lin family went deep into the tiger's den and beheaded the enemy generals. They were outnumbered and died together.

These are the only records in the history books, which are the same as what Shen Ci knows, but he always feels that something is wrong, but he can't figure it out.

The one who didn't understand even more was Lin Yu. While making false claims with the little emperor, he came to test him again. What was his plan?

Shen Ci looked at the portrait in a daze, and he didn't respond even when Chu Lang came to him.

Chu Lang glanced casually at the two generals on the portrait, and said, "The two generals of the Lin family brought down the great Chu country, and you, sir, protect the stability of the country. They are all meritorious ministers of our great Chu."

Shen Ci shook his head lightly: "I can't be compared with the two generals."

Chu Lang sat down opposite Shen Ci: "In my heart, Mister Wen Tao is no worse than General Wu on the battlefield, but why did Mister suddenly see this?"

Shen Ci put away the picture scroll: "I have nothing to do, just take a look."

Chu Lang: "Since Mr. mentioned this, I would like to ask Mr. Lin Yu's opinion."

Shen Ci gave him a strange look: "Lin Yu?"

"Ah."

Shen Ci looked at Chu Lang casually as if mentioning it casually, many words hung in his mouth, but he didn't say a word in the end.

Lin Yu did not inherit the mantle of his parents, but he must guard against his deep thoughts...

It's just that Chu Lang might not believe him, so what's the use of saying more?

After all, in the end, this great Chu country belongs to him, Chu Lang, and he can sit back and relax on the throne.

It's the same whether you say it or not.

Chu Lang didn't wait for Shen Ci's reply for a long time, looked at him with some surprise, and asked, "Sir, are you not in the mood today?"

Shen Ci could only shake his head: "Never, Your Majesty is too worried."

The two looked at each other silently, and the room was silent.

After a while, Zhao Yin broke the somewhat frozen atmosphere: "Your Majesty, the clothes for Mr. Guoshi are ready, may your Majesty go and have a look?"

Chu Lang glanced at Zhao Yin with admiration, and extended an invitation to Shen Ci: "Sir, come and try it with me?"

Shen Ci and Chu Lang walked towards the clothing bureau with a little doubt.

Why did the little emperor suddenly think of making clothes for him?

wrong…

Shen Ci asked Chu Lang: "How does Your Majesty know the size of your clothes?"

The little emperor looked back and smiled slightly: "I'll know when I hug Mr.

Shen Ci paused and looked away.

When the two arrived at the garment bureau, the aunt in charge had already brought out the clothes and was hanging them on the table.

As soon as Shen Ci entered the door, he saw the cumbersome and gorgeous robe.

The gold silk embroidery thread is the same as the material used in the emperor's dragon robe, densely embroidered with large areas of dark patterns, nothing can be seen, but the sunlight shines in and sprinkles on the robe, the looming golden color is particularly eye-catching.

It can block the sunlight from outside/in, and it looks like a very ordinary robe, except that there are a few patterns on the cuffs and collar.

Aside from that, what caught Shen Ci's attention the most was that the robe was red, and it broke into his sight so forcefully that he couldn't help but pay attention.

He turned his eyes to others again, and subconsciously felt that this robe was not the one made for him.

However, Chu Lang strode towards the red robe, and waved at Shen Ci: "Sir, you must look good in red."

Shen Ci watched the dress froze in place.

He still remembered that at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the arrow that pierced his heart dyed his white clothes into blood, which was a dazzling red. became an unknown character.

He has never worn red clothes, except for the national teacher's robes during court or sacrifices, he usually wears light colors, and there is no ostentatious robe.

Chu Lang would not know.

Seeing Shen Ci standing at the door without moving for a long time, the little emperor asked, "What's wrong, sir, why don't you come over and try?"

Shen Ci thought of the nonsense in the palace recently, and his voice was a bit astringent: "Your Majesty really wants to establish a minister as the queen?"