King's Landing [Rebirth]

Wang Shuzhi clenched Sima Rong's hand tightly, the smile in his eyes grew stronger, and he said in a low voice, "I'm not talking again, does this mean that I don't deny it? It seems that I really don't intend to reject me." Lifting the other hand around his neck, he pulled him towards her.

The lips of the two almost touched, and Sima Rong's eyes trembled slightly. He hurriedly raised his other hand to push him away, and at the same time turned his head to look aside, and said coldly: "The prime minister misunderstood the meaning of this subordinate."

"Misunderstanding?" Wang Shuzhi let go of the back of his neck, looked down at his chest, grabbed both of his hands, squeezed them meaningfully, raised his eyes and smiled, "You take advantage of me and don't want to let go. Shouldn't there be a misunderstanding?"

Sima Rong didn't expect his face to be so thick. He turned back and stared at him in disbelief. Seeing the determination in his smiling eyes, he felt embarrassed and pulled his hands away.

Wang Shuzhi tightened his strength and looked straight at him.

Sima Rong twitched for a long time before pulling it away, so he simply pushed forward with both hands.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shuzhi let him push his back against the wall of the carriage, and saw him approaching him in the opposite direction. Hold on to your back.

Sima Rong took the opportunity to back away quickly, leaving his arms empty. Seeing him stunned, he couldn't help showing a slight embarrassment on his face, and immediately turned around and pulled the curtain out in embarrassment: "Stop the car."

The coachman didn't know why, so he quickly pulled the rein.

Wang Shuzhi came back to his senses, patted his forehead and started laughing. Seeing that Sima Rong was about to jump out of the car, he hurriedly lifted the curtain and dragged him back. He waved to the driver and said with a smile, "Go on."

The coachman was confused and nodded honestly.

The guards on both sides looked sideways again.

Wang Shuzhi put down the curtain with a smile, and looked at Sima Rong: "Yan Qing—"

Sima Rong's face was tense: "The prime minister is entangled with his subordinates, I'm afraid I'm losing my dignity."

"If you don't hide, I don't need to pester you anymore."

Sima Rong: "..."

The two looked at each other, one with a smiling face and the other with a dark face. They were in a stalemate. The carriage stopped again, and Pei Liang's voice came from outside: "Prime Minister, Governor Xia, please see me."

Sima Rong was stunned for a moment, his expression returned to calm, and he looked at Wang Shuzhi silently.

"Ah..." Wang Shuzhi sighed regretfully, and let go of his hands reluctantly, "Lord Xia came at a really bad time!"

Sima Rong pursed her lips and had nothing to say.

At this time, they had arrived in Yixing County, not far from the city gate, opened the curtain, and when they looked up, they saw Xia Zhizhang, the prefect of Yixing County, standing beside the road with a few attendants. Walking swiftly, he cupped his hands and bowed deeply, and a cluster of beards on his chin fluttered against the wind: "Your Majesty, I heard that the prime minister passed by here, so I came here to greet you. I have prepared thin wine at home. If the prime minister doesn't mind, you might as well stay for a day. , It’s also good to drink a glass of wine to warm up the body.”

The Xia family is a noble family with the Wu surname. Although it is not comparable to the Gu Lu family, it is also a well-known name in the Jiangnan platoon. With the mind of refuge.

Wang Shuzhi smiled lightly, and raised his hand: "Master Xia, you don't need to be too polite, but in fact, this trip to the south is a private matter. Unexpectedly, Mr. Xia's news is well-informed."

Xia Zhizhang smiled embarrassingly: "The nephew of the next official came back from Beijing, and I heard him mention it, thinking that the prime minister must pass by here when he returns to Kuaiji, so he greeted him here early, and hoped that the prime minister would not care about the humble house, the bad food, and the clumsy food. "

"Alas..." Wang Shuzhi shook his head and smiled, "I really appreciate the beauty of the mountains and rivers, not the delicious food and wine. Master Xia's kindness, I really appreciate it."

Xia Zhizhang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to refuse, and was a little stunned for a while.

Sima Rong was also taken aback. After all, there is no harm in making friends between the Wang and Xia families. Even if they have no intention of making friends, they still need to be superficial. Only then did he deliberately put on airs to make a fuss, and couldn't help laughing at him for being stingy.

Wang Shuzhi looked back at him with a smile on his face.

Xia Zhizhang's eyes followed, seeing Sima Rong lowered his brows and eyes, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he was not sure of his identity for a while, and was about to ask him, when suddenly he felt a chill on his forehead, he stretched out his head to touch it, and looked up again , looked happy, and hurriedly said: "I didn't expect it to snow. If the prime minister is interested, you might as well go to Taihu Lake for a visit, so that you can ask the subordinates to show their friendship as a landlord. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Wang Shuzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his eyes to look into the distance: "Well... Taihu Lake..."

Xia Zhizhang saw that his expression seemed to be loose, his eyes lit up, and his face showed anticipation.

Wang Shuzhi looked back at Sima Rong: "Yan Qing, what do you think?"

"Subordinates but follow orders."

"Hey! You don't care what orders you give." Wang Shuzhi raised his hand and tapped on his forehead, "I just ask, do you want to go?"

"The subordinates are free to do so."

"..." Wang Shuzhi was angry and funny. Seeing his calm face, he couldn't help but sighed softly, turned his head and cupped his hands at Xia Zhizhang, "Then there will be Mr. Laoxia."

Xia Zhizhang was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly led them into the city, and asked, "I don't know what to call this young man next to the prime minister?"

Sima Rong smiled slightly, raised his sleeves and cupped his hands: "My lord, Wang Yanqing, met Lord Xia."

Xia Zhizhang saw that Wang Shuzhi valued him very much, and he was neither humble nor overbearing when facing Wang Shuzhi.

The group had dinner and wine in the Xia Mansion, and the snow outside began to thicken after noon. Sima Rong saw Wang Shuzhi's mood, and knew that he was going to swim in the lake, so he took the oil-paper umbrella from Xia Zhizhang's hand and held it over his head. Seeing him turning his head to look at him with a smile, he hurriedly looked away.

Accompanied by Xia Zhizhang, the two boarded the wupeng boat. Because of the small size of the boat, only two guards were left beside them, and the other two were from the prefect's mansion. There were eight boatmen in total.

The oars were swaying, and the black-covered boat was slowly leaving the shore. Xia Zhizhang only talked about the scenery, not about political affairs. He spoke to his liking everywhere, obviously intending to show his favor, but before the conversation was fully enjoyed, he heard someone shouting from behind: "grown ups--"

Xia Zhizhang looked back, hurriedly got up and walked out of the cabin, saw a servant standing in the snow on the small boat behind, and asked loudly, "What's the matter?"

The boat came quickly, and the servant looked anxious: "The old madam's condition has worsened just now, and the madam has already called the doctor over!"

Xia Zhizhang's complexion changed drastically, he hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly turned around and handed over to Wang Shuzhi: "Forgive me, Prime Minister, my mother is seriously ill, I'm afraid I have to go back and have a look before I can rest assured, disturbing the Prime Minister's elegance, I really feel guilty."

"It's okay, all goodness and filial piety come first, Master Xia doesn't have to blame himself." Wang Shuzhi smiled, and raised his hand to signal, "Master Xia, please do what you want."

Xia Zhizhang bowed deeply again in apology, and ordered the two guards at the stern to stay on guard, while he held up his umbrella and hurriedly stepped into another boat, urging the boatman to dock quickly.

As soon as Xia Zhizhang left, there were only two people left in the cabin, and there was a sudden silence. The sound of snowflakes falling on the roof of the cabin was soft and pleasant, which echoed the creaking sound of the oar in the hands of the boatman, creating a sense of time. .

Wang Shuzhi stared at Sima Rong for a long time, seeing that he was looking at his heart, he took out a green bamboo flute from his sleeve with a smile, handed it to him, and said in a low voice: "Yan Qing, would you like to play a flute?" Give me a song?"

Sima Rong didn't take it, but raised his hand to touch it, feeling the warmth of the touch, a bit of regret floated in his gloomy eyes, he withdrew his hand and said, "Forgive me, Prime Minister, this subordinate doesn't know how to play the flute."

Wang Shuzhi was surprised: "If you know how to play the zither, why can't you play the flute? I don't think you seem to be uninterested."

"Returning to the prime minister, when you are young, you are physically weak and short of breath, so you should not play the flute."

Wang Shuzhi was stunned for a while, with a sad expression, which implied a bit of pity, and laughed again after a while: "Then I will blow it to you."

As he spoke, he brought the fife to his lips, turned to enjoy the snow scene outside the cabin, lightly moved his fingertips, and a melodious melody flew out, sprinkled on the Taihu Lake beyond the horizon.

Sima Rong listened silently, looking at the broad water, low clouds and flying white catkins outside, his whole heart fell into an unprecedented tranquility.

At the end of the song, Wang Shuzhi turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "I have nothing to do now, if I teach you, would you like to learn?"

Sima Rong blinked, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He smiled slightly and was not polite: "I have studied the rhythm, but I have never had a chance to practice it. The prime minister is willing to teach, and the subordinates are naturally willing to try it, just in case the magic sound pierces the ears. , I hope the Prime Minister will not blame you."

Wang Shuzhi laughed out loud, and handed the flute in front of him: "Don't be modest, play it twice for me first."

Sima Rong raised his hand to take it, held the flute to his lips, and paused.

Wang Shuzhi's smile deepened: "Why don't you blow it?"

Sima Rong clenched his hands, as if his lower lip was scalded, he hurriedly removed the flute.

Wang Shuzhi didn't seem to notice the embarrassment on his face, and approached him suspiciously, frowning lightly: "Huh? Don't want to learn anymore?"

Sima Rong coughed uncomfortably, and replied vaguely: "This subordinate suddenly feels that his throat is uncomfortable..."

Wang Shuzhi was taken aback when he heard this, and then he couldn't stop laughing.

Sima Rong's face was tense, his lips were tightly pursed, but the corners of his eyes jumped uncontrollably. Seeing the smile in his eyes, his throat really felt a little uncomfortable. In a flash, his expression changed drastically.

"Prime Minister is very careful!" Sima Rong yelled urgently, and at the same time raised his foot to kick the case, blocking the guards who rushed towards him with knives from the stern.

Wang Shuzhi's face darkened suddenly, and he hurriedly turned his head.

The two guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion at the bow were shocked when they heard the sound, they drew their swords and rushed in one after another, blocking the attack of the two men.

Wang Shuzhi frowned and pulled Sima Rong out of the cabin, his thoughts turned quickly, and suddenly he heard a guard yelling: "No, the bottom of the boat is leaking!"

Seeing the boatman standing dumbfounded, Sima Rong urged him to row to the shore in a deep voice.

The boatman seemed to be startled, nodded repeatedly, pressed the bamboo hat on his head frantically, and continued to paddle.

The two sides fought in the cabin, the light of the knife flashed, and the roof of the cabin was cut to pieces. The narrow hull was shaking and sinking more and more with the seepage of water.

An assassin rushed out of the cabin, and the blade was approaching Wang Shuzhi. Wang Shuzhi calmly pulled Sima Rong back to the bow, and soon saw that the assassin was slashed by the guard.

The melee moved from the cabin to the stern, but in an instant, the guard shouted: "Prime Minister, go to the stern!"

Wang Shuzhi grabbed Sima Rong's hand with a cold face, and pulled him over under the cover of the guards. Seeing him staggering, he hurriedly supported his waist, and did not let go when he turned to the stern. He only said in a deep voice, "Stand firm."

Sima Rong nodded, seeing that the boat was still far away from the shore, he turned around and urged the boatman: "Get to the shore quickly!"

"Hey!" The boatman nodded repeatedly, his eyes flickered under his bamboo hat, and while no one was looking, he pulled out a dagger from his waist.

Sima Rong heard the sound of the oars pause for a while, and caught a glimpse of a cold light from the corner of his eye, his complexion changed drastically, he hugged Wang Shuzhi tightly and turned around sharply, then his back hurt sharply, and he frowned and groaned.

"Yan Qing!" Wang Shuzhi was frightened and angry, seeing the boatman intending to pull out the dagger, his eyes sharpened, he grabbed his wrist, and twisted it hard.

The boatman felt the pain, and loosened his five fingers holding the dagger.

Wang Shuzhi hugged Sima Rong tightly, raised his foot, and kicked the boatman away fiercely. He looked down and saw Sima Rong was sweating coldly in pain, and his heart was flustered: "Yan Qing!"