King's Landing [Rebirth]

Wang Shuzhi introduced several princes into the new pavilion, and gave up his seat to the crown prince after everyone visited. The crown prince sat down unceremoniously, while the other two princes and Wang Shuzhi pushed aside for a long time before sitting beside the prince.

Sima Rong tiptoed to the back of a crabapple tree outside the pavilion, looked left and right to make sure no one had noticed, then poked his head out and stretched his neck to look inside the pavilion. Sure enough, he saw Sima Shan here. He was overjoyed, and then he listened to the prince Opened his mouth: "For such an elegant thing, the Prime Minister did not invite Gu, Gu feels really sad!"

Wang Shuzhi responded with a smile: "His Royal Highness has important matters to attend to now, I dare not bother him for fear of delaying His Royal Highness's investigation."

The prince said indifferently: "Investigating the case is naturally important, but there is also a need for elegant things. Isn't Gu this time to come?"

Wang Shuzhi smiled and cupped his hands: "I am very fortunate."

The fourth prince on the side couldn't help laughing: "Since we come to the literary meeting, how can we not meet friends through literary? His Royal Highness is very talented in writing, why don't you compose an impromptu poem?"

The prince's face changed slightly when he heard this, while Sima Shan next to him stared at this one and then that excitedly, apparently to join in the fun.

The Wang family had long intended to support the fourth prince as the crown prince. A few years ago, the emperor seized the opportunity to appoint the third prince, Sima Chang, taking advantage of Wang Shuzhi's new tenure and unstable foundation. After Mao was promoted to the rank of general, he gained more confidence, and since then he has openly made an enemy of the Wang family.

It is very likely that the prince came here this time to disrupt Wang Shuzhi's plan, but although he has a lot of thoughts, his literary talent is really not very good.

Sima Rong sneered in his heart, he was too lazy to listen to their detours, and left lightly, walked to a nearby stream, squatted down and dug some mud out with a branch, stuck a big prick on the corner of his mouth with his fingers, a little uncomfortable Don't worry, I ordered a smaller one on the cheek.

Sima Rong took a photo on the water surface, barely satisfied, thinking that he had rarely seen the other two princes, and they were defiant, so they probably wouldn't recognize him, so he washed his hands and walked back, slightly bowed his head from Wang Shuzhi's face. Stepping up the steps, she knelt behind him.

The Wenhui meeting turned into a verbal battle between the crown prince and the fourth prince. Wang Shuzhi was bored and asked, "Is it better?"

Sima Rong nodded: "It's better, I'm sorry for the Prime Minister."

Wang Shuzhi's eyes fell on the corner of his mouth, he paused for a moment, and hurriedly took a closer look, then moved his eyes up, landed on his cheeks, and finally moved to his eyes, showing doubts.

As soon as Sima Rong raised his eyes, he bumped into the deep pupils that were close at hand. Suddenly he was a little dazed, and hurriedly lowered his eyes to stare at the seat below him.

"Are you going to plant flowers on your face?" Wang Shuzhi suddenly laughed.

Sima Rong couldn't find a better excuse, so he calmly said, "Just now I accidentally punctured a branch, and I heard that mud can heal wounds, so I applied some."

Wang Shuzhi was surprised: "Is there such a saying?"

Although it was nonsense, Sima Rong nodded calmly, raised his eyes and glanced around the pavilion, his eyes fell on Sima Shan, seeing that he was listening to the two talking with great interest, and then quietly looked away.

Wang Shuzhi didn't expect that there would be three more princes, and seeing that the servants were almost overwhelmed, he told Sima Rong, "Go and pour wine for the crown prince, first prince, and fourth prince."

Sima Rong was just getting what he wanted, but he made it difficult: "Then the prime minister..."

"I don't have long hands myself?" Wang Shuzhi smiled lightly, as if he wasn't the one who went to the latrine to catch people earlier.

Sima Rong took the order and went to pour wine for the crown prince and the fourth prince first, seeing that they only glanced at him casually, but they really didn't recognize him, so he felt relieved and went to pour wine for Sima Shan.

Sima Shan raised his elbow to push him away, and said in a low voice, "Hey, you're blocking me."

The corners of Sima Rong's eyes twitched slightly, so he had no choice but to back away a little in silence.

Sima Shan listened more relish to the two discussing the poem, raised his glass to his mouth, poured it out and found it was empty, and hurriedly waved to Sima Rong: "Where's the wine?"

Seeing that he hadn't looked at her for a long time, Sima Rong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and leaned over to pour wine for him.

Sima Shan felt that he was blocking him again, and raised his hand again to push him away.

Sima Rong had no choice but to take the opportunity to shake his hand, spilling half of the jug of wine on him, quickly put down the jug, took a step back and knelt down on the ground, fearfully saying: "The villain missed a moment, I beg the eldest prince to forgive me!"

Sima Shan waved his hands at him without looking back: "It's okay, just get up."

"Thank you, First Prince!" Sima Rong straightened up, and said in a low voice, "There are clothes on the prime minister's carriage, and the First Prince's clothes were soaked in wine, do you want to go with the villain to the carriage and change into clean clothes?"

"No, it doesn't get in the way." Sima Shan waved his hand indifferently.

For the first time, Sima Rong gritted his teeth at the emperor's informality, and his actions just now had attracted Wang Shuzhi's attention, and it was absolutely impossible to repeat the old tricks.

After waiting for a while, Sima Rong found an excuse to leave the pavilion, broke a nearby tree branch no bigger than a palm, tore a piece of cloth from his jacket, wrapped it tightly around the branch, and finally found a branch. The vines connect the ends of the branches to form a tiny slingshot.

Back in the pavilion, Sima Rong saw Wang Shuzhi raised his eyes to look at him, quickly lowered his eyes to pretend not to know, and raised his hand to cover his stomach by the way.

Wang Shuzhi guessed that he had gone to the latrine again, so he had no doubts.

Sima is good at martial arts, especially likes to ride and shoot. Every time he goes out, he always carries a bow and arrow with him, this time is no exception, and he has been wandering away from the struggle, wisely protecting himself, so he puts the quiver by his side without worry. Worried about someone sneaking an arrow in the back.

Sima Rong took advantage of the opportunity of pouring wine and secretly put the slingshot into his quiver. When he put down the jug, he raised his eyes and saw Wang Shuzhi waving to him. He hurriedly walked over and took a seat behind him: "What's your order, Prime Minister?"

Wang Shuzhi turned his head and looked at him: "Is your stomach uncomfortable again?"

Sima Rong nodded, raised his eyes to meet him, and saw that there was no usual smile in his eyes, but a bit of concern, and his heart froze, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

"Let's go back first, and find Dr. Li to show you."

Sima Rong suddenly didn't dare to look at him, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's already much better, thank you, Prime Minister."

Seeing that his complexion was acceptable, Wang Shuzhi relaxed a little and didn't say any more.

The pavilion was still lively, but without the previous unrestrained elegance, the prince wholeheartedly showed his affection to the high-school disciples, but was repeatedly dismantled by the four princes, and finally the two broke up in a quarrel and left the venue one after another.

Sima Shan was not in a hurry to leave, he waited until the drinking was over before leaving, Sima Rong followed Wang Shuzhi and got up to see him off.

Sima Shan smiled and clasped his fists, his gaze turned to Sima Rong inadvertently, his eyeballs suddenly went straight, his mouth was half-opened as if he had seen a ghost.

Sima Rong hurriedly waved his hands at him, and secretly made a gesture of pulling the slingshot, and kept winking at him. Seeing Wang Shuzhi turning his head, he quickly stood upright with downcast eyes.

Wang Shuzhi looked around between the two of them suspiciously, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with the First Prince?"

Sima Shan blinked and quickly came back to his senses, raised his finger to Sima Rong's face, and jokingly said: "I have always heard that the prime minister is elegant, but I never thought that he would use a servant with a big beard, really... Hahahaha... forgive me... ...It's really ugly...hahahaha!"

Although Sima Rong gritted his teeth when he heard it, he couldn't help but praise him for his tact.

Wang Shuzhi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, apparently without any explanation.

Sima Rong took the opportunity to say: "The eldest prince is laughing, it's also very troublesome to live like this."

"Hahahaha!" This time it was Wang Shuzhi who couldn't stop laughing.

Sima Shan was also very familiar with his voice. He paused for a moment, smiled and said goodbye. After getting into the carriage and halfway, he suddenly found a slingshot in the quiver. He took it out with a frown and his expression changed drastically.

Sima Shan was extremely powerful when he was young. Every time he imitated others to hit a bird with a slingshot, but the bird missed. He broke the slingshot first, so he was ridiculed a lot. His slingshot is tightly wound and knotted in such a way that you can't see where the knot is unless you look closely.

Sima Shan looked over and over with the tiny slingshot, remembered the hand gesture Sima Rong made just now, and hurriedly opened the curtain: "Hurry back to the palace!"

Because of Sima Shan's words, Wang Shuzhi stared at the two mud spots on Sima Rong's face all the way, laughing non-stop.

Sima Rong had no choice but to let him watch.

Back at the prime minister's mansion, Wang Shuzhi suppressed his smile, touched the mud spot at the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and ordered in a low voice: "The mud is not clean, go and wash your face, and ask Dr. Li to apply some medicine for you."

Sima Rong raised his eyes to look at him, saw that there was no doubt in his eyes, only concern, some inexplicable turbulence arose in his heart, he hurriedly answered yes, turned and left.

It was almost dusk at this time, Sima Rong went to a place where there was no one else and broke off a branch, squatted by the pond to rub off the mud, then used the branch to pierce a small gash in his face, frowned, and gritted his teeth It stabbed hard into the corner of the mouth, and made a "hiss" in pain, then threw away the branch, washed off the blood stains, and went to Dr. Li with a calm face.

Seeing that he had applied the medicine, Wang Shuzhi asked again, "Did you see Dr. Li for your stomach discomfort?"

Sima Rong knew that he was not suspicious, so he would never ask Dr. Li again, so he said nonsense: "Look, Dr. Li said that he caught a cold, and it's not a serious problem. The villain is almost fine."

"En." Wang Shuzhi nodded, looked up at him, and smiled slightly, "How long have you been with Mr. Lu?"

Sima Rong had already borrowed words from Yuan Feng, and replied, "Eight years."

Wang Shuzhi put down the pen in his hand, tsk-tsk and shook his head: "Master Lu treats you kindly, but I see you are not kind to him, why?"

Sima Rong showed embarrassment on his face, hesitant to speak on purpose, and finally said: "I am grateful for Mr. Lu's kindness in my heart, but now that I am in the prime minister's mansion, I should serve the prime minister wholeheartedly. In addition, the villain I have a gracious request..."

Wang Shuzhi raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Tell me."

"Master Lu once said that he would take the villain back, but the villain begged the prime minister not to agree."

Wang Shuzhi hooked the corners of his lips with great interest: "You like staying in the prime minister's mansion so much?"

Sima Rong was silent.

Wang Shuzhi glanced at him fixedly, and couldn't help laughing: "This is to keep Mr. Lu's affection at bay."

Sima Rong pretended to be hesitant, faltering.

"That's why Prefect Lu sent you here?"

"The villain doesn't know, maybe it's just a coincidence."

"Okay, stop pretending." Wang Shuzhi smiled, "If you don't come to ask, I won't agree."

Sima Rong looked up at him in surprise.

"With your talent, it's a pity to be inferior to others." Wang Shuzhi raised his hand, tapped his knuckles on his forehead, and said with a smile, "If I remove your slave status and allow you to freely enter and leave the shogunate, are you willing?"

Sima Rong's heart was shocked, although he had long expected such a thing, but now it happened so suddenly that he was stunned.

"Don't want to?"

"Yes!" Sima Rong hastily agreed, and bowed down on his knees, "The Prime Minister loves you so much, and the villain will definitely help you wholeheartedly in repayment."