King's Landing [Rebirth]

Sima Rong finished his breakfast, and just returned to his study to sit down when he saw the steward of the mansion hurried in, put down his pen, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The steward said respectfully, "Mr. Yanqing, the shogunate is seeking an audience outside."

"See you?" Sima Rong raised his eyes slightly, "Who does he want to see?"

"Prime Minister."

Sima Rong was amused: "Doesn't he know that the prime minister is in the morning court? After the morning court, there are still a lot of affairs to be dealt with, and he won't be back until noon."

The steward immediately understood: "The old slave asked him to go back first."

Sima Rong nodded and didn't say any more.

In this prime minister's mansion, everyone is very discerning, and now everyone seems to regard him as half of the mansion master, but when Wang Shuzhi is not around, everything is up to him.

Although Sima Rong was a little helpless for the misunderstandings of the people, he didn't bother to explain clearly. As the saying goes, the more the description gets darker, they can only let them go.

Not long after, there was a commotion outside, Sima Rong frowned, got up and walked out, went straight to the gate, and asked, "What happened?"

Ding Wenshi stood under the stone steps outside the door, and when he saw him, he showed an angry face: "The prime minister is not in the mansion, what right do you have to keep me out? When is it your turn to give orders in the prime minister's mansion? You are just a shogun The little chief secretary, to be so rude to the shogunate?!"

Sima Rong wondered: "Didn't the prime minister dismiss you? Why do you still consider yourself a member of the shogunate? Besides, the prime minister is not here, so why do you have to come in?"

Ding Wenshi snorted coldly: "Prime Minister was deceived by you, so I will naturally come to seek justice. The Prime Minister is not here, so I will wait for him to come back!"

"Well, then you can wait here." Sima Rong nodded casually, turned around and left.

Ding Wenshi's face turned livid: "How dare you be so arrogant and conceited like a pet boy! The Prime Minister's Mansion has always treated visitors with courtesy, and what you have done is simply hurting the Prime Minister's face!"

Sima Rong was too lazy to reason with him, so he left.

Ding Wenshi became even more angry and rushed up the steps, but was stopped by the guards at the door.

The steward took two steps forward, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "If the prime minister's mansion never refuses everyone, wouldn't it be without dignity? At this time and at that time, Ding Zong is now just an ordinary citizen, and he should recognize his identity. It's not that Mr. Yan Qing deliberately made it difficult, it's actually the Prime Minister's order that no one who has nothing to do with it is not allowed to enter easily."

Ding Wenshi's complexion turned pale and then gray, and he secretly scolded him for being a bully and bullying others, but he dared not say it out of his mouth.

He originally planned to come here early and wait half a day to show his sincerity, and to ask the prime minister to take back his order, but unexpectedly, he was turned away. He looked up at the increasingly vicious sun, but he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

In the past half a day, two ministers came to visit one after another, another shogunate official came to discuss important matters, and another tailor came to measure for everyone in the mansion to prepare clothes for changing seasons, and they were all respectfully invited in. Ding Wenshi, who had been guarding outside all the time, turned red with anger.

Sima Rong greeted these people according to different etiquette, during which time he received many meaningful glances, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.

In the end, Wang Ting whispered in his ear: "Did you offend Ding Wenshi? The few people who came just now knew him. When they saw him standing at the door, they asked him curiously. Guess what he said?"

Sima Rong didn't lift his eyelids, and said calmly: "The prime minister's male favorite is bullying others. First, he urged the prime minister to dismiss him from his position, and then blocked him from the gate by pretending to be the master of the palace."

Wang Ting's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said excitedly, "That's right! He said exactly that! You guessed it!"

"It's not hard to guess."

Wang Ting hissed: "I'm not used to seeing Ding Wenshi for a long time. Not to mention conceited and arrogant, his brain is not working well. You said these days, why is it so unusual for a dignitary to have one or two male pets? Being a male pet Why is it embarrassing? That person surnamed Ding is too inexperienced!"

Sima Rong looked up at Fangliang, sighed, turned and walked inside.

Wang Ting followed after a few steps, and then said: "Speaking of male favorites, I don't understand. Those beautiful men who are smeared with makeup and weak willows are no different from women. Why do you like them? Some people raise more than one." No, they are still jealous, doing nothing all day long, just patronizing to compete for beauty, I really don't know what those adults think... So, our prime minister has a vision! Pick the one that looks good and is useful! One Top ten!"

Sima Rong's eyelids twitched wildly, stopped and turned to look at him expressionlessly.

Wang Ting blinked: "Am I right?"

"..." Sima Rong clenched his back teeth, "That's right."

Wang Ting smiled, turned and walked away quite proudly.

At noon, Wang Shuzhi's carriage stopped at the gate of the prime minister's mansion, and just as the curtain was lifted, Ding Wenshi, who was dizzy from the heat, rushed to him, held back his anger and bowed his hands: "Ding Wenshi, a grassroots man, pays his respects to the prime minister!"

Wang Shu got out of the car, looked him up and smiled, "What's the matter?"

Seeing his indifferent smile, Ding Wenshi gritted his teeth: "It is true that my subordinates have offended Mr. Yan Qing a few times. If the prime minister blames him for this, his subordinates have no complaints, but it is really inappropriate for the prime minister to dismiss his subordinates because of this. If this matter gets out, the Prime Minister will be regarded by others as a stupid official obsessed with masculinity and disregarding the seriousness! I hope the Prime Minister thinks twice, don't let a male favorite make a decision!"

Wang Shuzhi waved his hand and told the coachman to drive the carriage back, and turned to look at him: "You say I'm a stupid official?"

"The subordinates dare not! It's just that if the prime minister insists on going his own way, I'm afraid he will become a stupid official sooner or later."

Wang Shuzhi smiled again: "You think I dismissed you because you offended Yan Qing?"

Ding Wenshi was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it? There is nothing wrong with this subordinate. If Mr. Yan Qing hadn't instigated it, how could the prime minister make such a decision for no reason?"

Wang Shuzhi's eyes added a bit of coldness, and he said in a deep voice: "Yan Qing doesn't care about your humiliating words, and he doesn't care, so naturally I don't care. It's just that this time there was trouble in the shogunate, and you avenged your personal revenge. It almost ruined the big thing, I didn't take your life, it's the best of humanity, you still have the guts to come here?"

Ding Wenshi's complexion changed: "This subordinate has never done anything to shame the shogunate, where did the prime minister say that?"

Wang Shuzhi gave him a serious look, and didn't want to say much at the door, so he turned around and walked up the stone steps.

Ding Wenshi was stunned for a while, feeling that Wang Shuzhi was making things difficult on purpose, he lingered at the door for a while, and left angrily, only to find out when he met Zhao Changshi at the shogunate that Sima Rong did not destroy all the documents that day, but took some of them with him , Only then did I understand the meaning of Wang Shuzhi's words.

Zhao Changshi also had some friendship with him, and asked, "What is Ding Zong's plan in the future?"

Ding Wenshi was silent for a long time, and finally sneered: "I'm a humble bastard, what else can I plan? Naturally, I want to leave the capital and find another way of life."

Zhao Changshi nodded and said nothing more.

Ding Wenshi waited at the gate of the prime minister's mansion for half a day, but failed to solve the livelihood problem properly, but spread the news that the prime minister was bewildered by male sex.Although some people had known about it before, but this time, with the help of those who visited the prime minister's mansion successively, they made a statement about Sima Rong's appearance, which immediately caused a sensation in the capital. It has become a secret that everyone in the streets and alleys knows, and countless young women have their hearts broken.

After a few days, Wang Shuzhi returned to the mansion with a worried face, and sighed repeatedly when he saw Sima Rong.

Sima Rong made his scalp tingle with sighs, put down the book in his hand, and asked, "What's bothering Cheng Encounter? The handkerchiefs collected today are not enough to sew the curtains? Or are the melons and fruits harvested not enough to eat?"

Wang Shuzhi shook his head greatly: "No, how can I be a person who is greedy for small things?"

Sima Rong looked at him suspiciously.

Although Wang Shuzhi looked worried, his posture was extremely leisurely. He just sat reclined and squatted down, holding Ruyi in one hand and gently shaking it. After a long while, he said: "At the court this morning, there was an urgent report from the north, saying that Liangguo Recently began to invade the border..."

Liang State is located between the Great Jin and the Qin State, it can be called a small country in the cracks. Although the national power is small, it has never been destroyed. It is annoying like lice. If it is not for the unrest in Qin, the Great Jin has not been peaceful. They There will be no chance of rampant to this day.

Sima Rong frowned when he heard this: "If the imperial court doesn't send troops to encircle and suppress them, I'm afraid they will regret it later when they grow stronger."

"Ah... that's exactly what I wanted to do. When I heard the news, I immediately united with all the ministers and asked the Great Sima to lead the troops to march north." Wang Shuzhi paused after speaking, and leaned closer to him, "Guess what the emperor said?"

Seeing him staring straight at him, Sima Rong thumped in his heart, and said calmly: "The emperor is holding the military power confiscated from Yu Mao, so he must not agree to the prime minister's proposal."

Wang Shuzhi looked at him and laughed: "You guessed it right! The emperor said: Why bother to mobilize all the people in such a small country. Da Sima has just finished fighting and should have a good rest. You might as well leave this matter to Mr. Xie Zhuoxie."

Sima Rong lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Wang Shuzhi sighed regretfully: "I heard that Xie Zhuo is very talented in culture and martial arts, so there is nothing wrong with entrusting this matter to him, but the military power... I am afraid that it will fall into Xie's hands in the future."

Sima Rong raised his eyes and saw him looking at him with a smile, so he turned his head away without any trace: "Prime Minister, don't worry, Mrs. Xie has always been wise and protects herself, so I think she won't be as unfavorable to Mr. Yu as Mrs. Yu."

"I hope so." Wang Shuzhi tapped Ruyi on his forehead, "It's just that I don't understand, Mrs. Xie has been silent for many years, why is she suddenly unwilling to be lonely recently?"

Sima Rong pursed his lips, but didn't respond, only thinking that he was talking to himself.

As Wang Shuzhi's eyes shifted, he remembered another thing: "By the way, the emperor suddenly felt unwell and said that he won't be going to court in the morning, so I can finally be lazy for a while, and I don't have to wake up so early."

Sima Rong was stunned when he heard this, thought for a while, his spirit was shaken, and he hurriedly asked: "The emperor is so good, why is he feeling unwell?"

Wang Shuzhi was silent suddenly, his eyes dimmed, and it took a long time before he spoke: "I see that his face is flushed and he is full of energy. It's not a common disease. I'm afraid... he took Wushisan."

Sima Rong pinched the corner of his clothes several times with one hand, tightened it, and then let it go.

He remembered that it was also at this time in his last life, when the emperor took a large amount of Wushi powder, he suddenly undressed and walked like a jerk, and then fell down, but was rescued by the imperial physician after a few days, and not long after, he again When I got sick, I was bedridden for nearly half a month.

Bedridden for half a month... Although I don't know if this life will be the same as the previous life, it is worth a try.

Sima Rong thought about it quickly, turned to look at Wang Shuzhi, and was about to speak, but found that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his expression was a little dazed, so he raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Prime Minister?"

Wang Shuzhi suddenly returned to his senses and looked at him: "Huh?"

Sima Rong looked at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Shuzhi paused, and sighed: "All famous scholars in the high school flock to Wushisan, but they still refuse to admit that it is a harmful thing. Back then, my father lost his life at a young age due to overdose of Wushisan. .”

Seeing his sad expression, Sima Rong's heart tightened suddenly. He thought that he would never be able to understand the relationship between father and son, but at this moment, he was inexplicably touched. When he held his hand, he suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly retracted it.

Wang Shuzhi didn't notice it, but seeing the concern in his eyes, he couldn't help laughing: "Yan Qing, are you caring about me?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Sima Rong's face, but he didn't answer.

But Wang Shuzhi was moved, leaned forward and took his hand, approached him and asked again: "Are you concerned about me?"

Seeing that he was very close to him, Sima Rong's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and he quickly gathered himself together: "The prime minister should know that once a person who takes Wushi powder gets sick, it will be out of control."

Wang Shuzhi smiled wryly: "Of course I know, and the onset time will be longer and longer."

Sima Rong nodded: "In this way, the emperor may fall ill again in the near future, and it will not last for two or three days."

Wang Shuzhi heard his intentions, and looked at him seriously: "What do you want to do?"

"Find an excuse to let the prince leave the capital."

Wang Shuzhi stared at him for a moment, then smiled suddenly: "There just happens to be an opportunity right now."

The next day, under Wang Shuzhi's secret instruction, a series of ministers wrote a letter mentioning the flood in the south, saying that the prince should go to supervise the relief work, so as to relieve the emperor's worries.

The prince was just at the time of being cautious in his words and deeds, and based on the idea that more things are worse than less things, he was afraid to avoid these things, for fear that a wrong move would bring disaster to himself, but the emperor was picking his nose at him Picking eyes, he was still a little hesitant at first, but when he saw his reluctant appearance, he immediately felt unhappy, and quickly approved the memorial.

Xie Zhuo went north to fight against the enemy, the prince went south to provide relief, and the emperor rarely showed his face.In this way, Wang Shuzhi took on a lot of tasks. Although he was more courageous on his shoulders, he was much more comfortable than before. He didn't have to get up early every day to go to court, and he didn't have to worry about who was plotting against him for the time being. I can't get rid of it.

"Yan Qing, I've been very tired these days. We may not have been swimming in the Qinhuai River for a long time. Will you accompany me tonight?"

Sima Rong saw him looking at him earnestly, his deep black eyes seemed to hide deep whirlpools, after staring at each other for a long time, he lost his mind, and nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Wang Shuzhi was in a good mood for a whole day, and when the night approached, he took him to a boat trip. The weather is hot now, and after nightfall, let the cool breeze blow, and he feels very comfortable. In addition, the green leaves on both sides of the Qinhuai River are in the sky, sometimes dotted with pink flowers. The lotus flower is full of fragrance, which is really refreshing.

A mosquito-repellent incense burner was burning inside the gauze curtain, and the smoke was extremely ethereal under the dim light. Wang Shuzhi handed the wine cup to Sima Rong's mouth, and said in a low voice, "This is the peach blossom brew I specially ordered. , is no different from white water, a sip will not make you drunk."

Sima Rong raised his eyes and saw him smiling and looking forward to it, and there was a ripple in front of his eyes, and he was a little drunk before drinking.

Seeing that he was not moving, Wang Shuzhi put down the wine cup, and sighed helplessly: "I wanted to trick you into getting drunk so that you could tell the truth after drinking, but then suddenly remembered that you were drunk last time but you gritted your teeth and couldn't make a sound." He didn't say anything. Alas... let's forget it!"

Sima Rong was stunned for a moment: "What does the Prime Minister want to ask?"

Wang Shuzhi propped his forehead and thought for a while, then got up and sat next to him: "Yan Qing, have you finished your revenge?"

Sima Rong didn't expect him to ask this, he was taken aback again and shook his head.

"I guess it's the same, otherwise you wouldn't try to continue to plot against the prince." Wang Shuzhi took a sip of wine, raised his arms to hug him, and looked at him with a smile, "I thought your enemy was in the Yu family. Mao has lost power, the Yu family has been in a slump, and it seems that the situation is not going well, and you should have revenge, but now it seems that it is the prince himself?"

Sima Rong had no choice but to nod vaguely: "The crown prince is the backbone of the Yu family, so naturally the prince must be counted before he can get revenge."

"What grudge does Yu have against you?"

Sima Rong heard the croaking of frogs in his ears, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the veil swinging slowly in the breeze. His heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and he said in a low voice, "My mother was killed by them, and I was almost killed by them too. The hatred will naturally have to be repaid by the entire Yu family."

Wang Shuzhi didn't hear him mentioning his father, so he was surprised. After thinking for a while, he didn't ask any questions. He just put his arms around his chest and said with a smile: "The prince has many enemies, and Xia Zhizhang is one of them. Count one, and I can barely count, plus those who are waiting openly and secretly to make trouble, they probably won't last long."

Sima Rong was forced to lean on his chest, felt a slight tremor in his chest, the side of his face suddenly became hot, and he struggled to sit up straight: "Thank you, Prime Minister, for giving me the opportunity to take revenge."

Wang Shuzhi tilted his head slightly, and couldn't see his expression in the darkness, so he raised his hand to touch his face, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "Really? How can you thank me?"

Sima Rong paused.

Wang Shuzhi smiled softly: "I should thank you for telling me the truth again, it's considered an even balance."

Sima Rong pursed his lips and remained silent.

Wang Shuzhi leaned over and pecked at the corner of his lips, but did not leave: "What's your name?"

Sima Rong's heart skipped a beat: "Yan Qing."

"Birth name."

"The word Yanqing."

Wang Shuzhi couldn't laugh or cry, pinched his chin: "Your mouth is really hard to pry."

Sima Rong let him lean on him so ambiguously, his mind was a little confused, he turned his eyes and said: "Since the Prime Minister gave the word, it will not be changed again. I said that my name is Yan Qing, and I am not wrong."

Wang Shuzhi paused for breath, and the undercurrent in his eyes suddenly changed: "Won't it change?"

Sima Rong heard some hoarseness in his voice, couldn't help clenching the hands beside him, and replied with a sullen face, "Yes."

Wang Shuzhi looked straight at him, and the sudden joy in his heart caught him off guard, and he couldn't help but hug him tightly again: "You said that."

Sima Rong didn't know how to respond.

"This peach blossom wine is indeed not easy to get drunk, you try it?"

Sima Rong was stiff all over, unexpectedly he turned the conversation to the wine again, and was momentarily stunned: "Huh?"

Hearing his slightly confused voice, Wang Shuzhi laughed lightly, took a sip from the jug, his eyes sparkled, and then he pressed his lips against his, pinching his chin with one hand and forcing him to open his mouth, not allowing him to resist, He forcefully poured the wine into him.

The wine really didn't have any spicy feeling, and it entered the throat smoothly. It was rare for Sima Rong not to choke, but the moment he swallowed it, he allowed him to attack the city.

Wang Shuzhi's throat suddenly burned, leaned over to push him down, and kissed lingeringly, his lips were slightly hot, and the tip of his tongue invaded inch by inch, the more emotional he became, the more he couldn't help but increase the force, until finally he wanted to swallow him alive , Kissing the person under him into chaos.

Sima Rong's mind was filled with emptiness, he forgot to push back, and he didn't know how to cater, but gradually fell into a passive state, only feeling that he was being squeezed more and more tightly by a big net, and he couldn't breathe, and finally couldn't help it, from the corner of his lips There was a slight hum.

Wang Shuzhi almost got angry at this sound, he quickly let go of his lips, and leaned over to look at him heavily: "Yan Qing..."

Sima Rong's chest heaved violently, Shen Youyou's eyes had already become confused, and he felt that his soft call went straight to his heart, and even made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.

Wang Shuzhi kissed him again, and lifted the hem of the cardigan with both hands to tuck into the clothes.

When Sima Rong let his hot fingertips touch him, he woke up suddenly, hurriedly pressed his arm, and said in a hoarse voice: "Prime Minister!"

Wang Shuzhi kissed the corner of his eyes comfortingly, but pressed his hands on his waist without hesitation, and kneaded it gently.

"Hmm..." Sima Rong gasped for breath, bit his lip hastily, and mumbled, "Stop!"

"Okay." Wang Shuzhi tightened his throat, and answered, but he never withdrew his hand.

Sima Rong's clothes were slightly disheveled, his brows were tightly frowned, his face was a little hot, he gritted his teeth and let him drop a series of kisses on his neck and chest, almost confused again, but he let go of the restraint at the last moment.

Wang Shuzhi kissed him delicately on his lips, and his deep voice was full of restraint and forbearance: "With your words, I am very satisfied."

Sima Rong was stunned.

"You can only be called Yan Qing all your life."

The two had been entangled for a long time, and they could see each other's expression clearly in the dim light. Sima Rong looked at him, looked at the beauty in his eyes, really got a little drunk, and responded softly: "En."

Wang Shuzhi propped himself up and stared at him for a while, then finally smiled slightly: "It's fine tomorrow, we won't go back tonight, we'll stay on the boat, okay?"

Sima Rong thought of him pretending to want to stay in his residence every night, his heart was slightly numb, and he felt a little bit reluctant, and replied in a low voice: "Okay."