King's Landing [Rebirth]

Sima Rong walked out of the tailor shop, thinking that Wang Shuzhi was still on the boat, so he was in no hurry to go back. This was the first time he had been free since his rebirth, and it was a rare opportunity to come out alone, so he couldn't help slowing down deliberately, and looked at the place as he walked. The strange city of Jiankang.

Regardless of whether the country is strong or not, the capital will always be the most prosperous place. At this time, there are lanterns hanging high on both sides of the street, and there are night markets along the way. It is very lively. You can see the sky full of stars, and suddenly feel a little emotional in your heart.

If there is no resurrection from death, no Yuan Sheng, I am afraid that I am now a lonely ghost.

Sima Rong laughed at himself, and continued walking, but suddenly heard a familiar bird song, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly looked up to the place where the sound came from.

At this time, the night was pitch black, Sima Rong squinted his eyes slightly to search in the darkness, and heard the bird song sounding again in his ears, his eyes turned slightly, and landed on the roof of a restaurant, a slight smile appeared on his lips immediately .

Brother Huang really did not disappoint him.

Seeing him raise his head in response, Sima Shan couldn't help sitting up slightly, his face looked weird and funny, it seemed a little unbelievable, but he couldn't hide his excitement and excitement. He hastily took out a piece of thin bamboo tube that he had prepared earlier from his sleeve, glanced down, and threw it far away at him after making sure it was safe.

Sima Rong heard a soft sound at his feet, looked down, bent over to pick it up and put it in his sleeve calmly, without raising his head, he just pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, and then calmed down to leave.

Sima Shan let out a long breath, lay down on his back, stared at the night and thought secretly: such a tacit understanding, it must be the second brother, this is really a hell!

Back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Sima Rong opened the bamboo tube while there was no one around, took out the letter, and quickly read it by the candlelight. His eyes were filled with certainty, and he smiled again, and hurriedly lit the letter on the candlelight. Then, he went out and threw the bamboo tube into the pond, turned around and entered the house calmly.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside, and a maid came over and said with a smile, "Wang Chi, why have you been away for so long? The prime minister sent someone to tell you to go sailing immediately after you come back."

Sima Rong nodded in thanks, remembering that he was still hungry, he picked up a piece of pastry and threw it into his mouth, then brushed off his sleeves and hurried out.

When I got there, I saw that there was no urgent matter, and Lu Zixiu had already left early.

Wang Shuzhi waved at him, and said with a smile, "I just ran into Mr. Wu, and I smelled the rich aroma on his boat, so I brought some wine and food over here, you have a taste."

Sima Rong was famished with hunger, thanked him, sat down opposite him, and asked, "Which Master Wu is it?"

"Wu Zeng from Zhongshe, the one you fooled last time."

Sima Rong couldn't help laughing when he thought of Master Wu's regretful face at that time.

Wang Shuzhi suddenly leaned over and looked at him closely: "What good thing happened? So happy?"

Sima Rong was secretly startled, thinking that although he would not laugh outrageously like Wang Shuzhi on weekdays, it was not that he had never laughed before. For a moment, he was not sure whether it was his own skill that had regressed, or whether Wang Shuzhi's eyes were too vicious, and he was busy and calm. Looking up at him: "Unexpectedly, the prime minister called his subordinates to come over for dinner. The subordinates are hungry, so they couldn't help being a little happy."

The two of them were only separated by a short table, they were so close that they could hear their breath, the candlelight in the cabin was faint, making Wang Shuzhi's smiling eyes even brighter, Sima Rong hurriedly lowered his eyes.

Wang Shuzhi was stunned when he heard it, and pointed to the food and drink on the table with a flick of his sleeve: "Eat quickly."

"Thank you, Prime Minister."

Wang Shuzhi was used to his appearance of being neither humble nor overbearing, but this was the first time he saw him eating in front of him. It was an ordinary thing, and he found it very interesting, so he stared at him for a long time with great interest, and saw that he was calm and calm. Then he became more interested, and joked with a smile: "It looks like the Lu family has a third son."

Sima Rong: "..."

"Hahahaha." Wang Shuzhi withdrew his gaze and lifted the jug, "Come, have a drink with me."

"Back to the prime minister, my subordinates can't drink enough."

"Huh?" Wang Shuzhi looked surprised, "Then why did Mr. Lu say you are a big wine jar?"

"..." The corners of Sima Rong's eyes twitched, and he secretly groaned inwardly. Is this Mr. Lu here to seek an official position or to disrupt the situation?Seeing that Wang Shuzhi had already pushed a poured glass of wine in front of him, he had no choice but to thank him, he raised his head, gritted his teeth, held his breath, and drank it down in one gulp.

Wang Shuzhi was stunned by his heroic drinking method. Seeing him coughing violently, he put down the jug hastily, leaned over and patted him on the back, dumbfounding: "Do you really know how to drink?"

Sima Rong coughed so badly that he realized it only after hearing him ask this question. Lu Zixiu must have said nothing, maybe he just thought that he was refusing to drink, so he deliberately used the cover to deceive him, but he didn't expect that he was too cautious and fell for it.

After finally coughing and calming down, Sima Rong was clearly gnashing his teeth in anger, but he could only bear it, and said in a bowed voice: "Your subordinate is rude, Prime Minister forgive me."

"Hey, it's okay." Wang Shuzhi waved his hand, stared at him again, and couldn't help laughing in a low voice, "I just said casually, since you don't know how to drink, you should know that Mr. Lu can't say those words." Yes, what else can you do?"

Sima Rong didn't know how to answer, maybe because the alcohol came too fast, his thoughts slowed down, and he seemed a little sluggish for a while.

When Wang Shuzhi saw it, he couldn't stop laughing: "It's only one drink, and you're already drunk. Hahahaha, it's my fault. Okay, you can continue to eat."

"Thank you, Prime Minister, my subordinates are already full."

Seeing that there was not much food left, Wang Shuzhi nodded, got up with a smile, and pulled him up by the way: "Then go back!"

Sima Rong felt dizzy, as if there was a storm in the Qinhuai River, and the whole boat was shaking. When he raised his eyes, the lanterns under the pillars were also blurred. Keep your mouth shut and don't say another word.

Wang Shuzhi wanted to help him go, but seeing his steady steps and calm face, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. After entering the carriage, he lit the candle wick and looked up at him again.

Sima Rong leaned against the wall of the carriage and remained silent. If it wasn't for the steam in his eyes, he probably wouldn't be able to see the slightest bit of drunkenness.

Wang Shuzhi lightly flicked his wide sleeves, raised his hands to rest his forehead, and stared at him quite leisurely. His eyes fell into his deep black eyes, as if he was in a deep pool filled with white mist, neither the surface nor the bottom of the water could be seen. , intending to find out, but the white mist was entangled in it, and he couldn't get away. After a while, he unconsciously leaned closer.

A shadow enveloped him, Sima Rong woke up slightly, his black eyes moved slightly, and he looked up at him.

Wang Shuzhi saw that his expression was stagnant and slow, and while it was funny, there was a slight sourness in his heart, he couldn't help but raised his hand and squeezed his chin, and said in a low voice: "I don't see you being free and easy on weekdays, even when you're drunk Aren't you tired of holding on so hard?"

Sima Rong blinked, only felt that his voice was inaudible as if it was separated from the clouds, but his jaw felt a little hot, and he subconsciously moved his lips.

Seeing that he was very drunk, Wang Shuzhi sighed softly, raised his hand and tapped on his forehead.

Back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Sima Rong felt exhausted, and with the last ounce of energy, he went to lie down on the bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, thinking of the glass of wine, I regretted so much that my intestines were green, and recalled the letter that had been destroyed last night, so I hurriedly took the new clothes to Wang Shuzhi's place, saying that the clothes were too long, so I sent them to Wang Shuzhi. Cut it again in the shop.

Wang Shuzhi didn't doubt that he was there, but he just took a fixed look at him and waved his wishful smile: "Go."

Sima Rong thanked him, walked out of the prime minister's mansion, and walked towards the clothes shop, but he couldn't get in there, turned a corner, walked through an alley, and walked to another street, with his head slightly lowered all the way, fortunately, he was dressed plainly , without attracting attention, and finally walked into a restaurant smoothly.

Most of the people living in the middle of the capital are either rich or expensive, and the shopkeepers saw him dressed as a servant, but they didn't dare to treat him lightly, so they hurriedly sent Xiao Er to greet him.

Sima Rong quickly scanned the hall, and when he saw someone familiar, he smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "My master ordered me to meet a guest surnamed Jia."

When Xiao Er heard it, he immediately understood that he should have received the order earlier, and quickly led him to the second floor.

The door of the private room opened in response, and Sima Shan sent Xiao Er away calmly. As soon as the door closed, he immediately couldn't bear his curiosity, and rushed to Sima Rong with big strides, staring at him up and down, wishing to send him away. Turned thoroughly from the inside to the outside, and asked in a low voice: "Are you really the second brother?"

Sima Rong sat down at the table and said with a smile, "Brother, please come and be safe."

Sima Shan hurriedly sat aside, continued to stare at his face, puzzled: "What's going on?"

"This is a weird thing to say. I thought I was dead, but when I woke up, I turned into someone else. You must have seen a ghost." Sima Rong spoke vaguely, deliberately not mentioning the extra three years, thinking: Now Now that I have started to work again, the events of those three years will be like a passing cloud, and will never happen again.

Sima Shan was stunned for a while, lost in thought, this matter is indeed weird, but sitting in front of a living person, he couldn't help but not believe it.

"Oh... God has taken you well!" Sima Shan raised his hand and patted him heavily on the shoulder. His generous hand was clenched into a fist, and he pressed it twice, uncontrollably excited, "This is a blessing in disguise." Ah, now that my body is free from illness and calamity, and I can walk freely, it is really better than anything else!"

Seeing his slightly red eyes, Sima Rong couldn't help but wet his eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled: "I made brother worry."

Sima Shan sighed with emotion: "In the past, you liked to listen to me talk about some interesting things outside. Although life was hard, you never felt depressed, but after waking up this time, you suddenly didn't care about anything, and people looked at you in a daze. In a trance, I'm tired of thinking of you, and I feel really uncomfortable. Seeing that you are safe and sound, I can finally rest assured!"

Sima Rong said: "How can brother be sure that the person in the palace is not me?"

"I didn't notice it at first, but this time when I mentioned Xinting Wenhui, that person seemed to come back to life all of a sudden. Seeing his expression and behavior are completely different from yours, isn't it strange?"

Sima Rong pursed her lips, stood up and walked back and forth, asking, "Did you mention Lu Zixiu?"

"Lu Zixiu's talent has spread far and wide, so it's natural to mention it."

The corners of Sima Rong's eyes tightened, and his heart suddenly brightened.