After refusing to marry the prince, the general regretted it too much

Song Qian?

Qin Shuo drank a lot of wine and his mind was a little dizzy, and it took him a while to get the name right.

The commander in front of the palace, the adoptive son accepted by the emperor on a whim, did not deal with the crown prince and King Jin very much.

And a few days ago, Song Qian was suspended in the palace for some reason, and even the authority to return to the palace to deploy defenses was given to Su Herong, the deputy commander.

However, the skinny camel was bigger than the horse, and Song Qian had stayed by Emperor Hui's side for many years, so he was not something he could offend.

Moreover, the fact that Song Qian was at odds with his younger brother Qin Ye was also a fact that the so-called enemy's enemy is a friend...

Thinking of this, Qin Shuo almost didn't hesitate, and followed the young man to the private room on the third floor.

The furnishings in the private room are exquisite, but there are no singing and dancing beauties, only a good table and Song Qian himself.

Song Qian, who has always been the iron-faced Hades in Tangjing City, has a very gentle attitude today, and he can even be called amiable. Qin Shuo had already drank a lot of wine and was depressed, and he was persuaded to have a few more drinks with ulterior motives. gradually open.

After drinking for three rounds, Song Qian put down the cup in his hand, and said seemingly unintentionally: "A few days ago, I heard by chance that Brother Qin had been to the East Palace once, and was summoned by His Highness the Crown Prince. Presumably, he proposed to His Highness that he wanted to accompany him to southern Xinjiang. ? I wonder if His Highness has agreed?"

The movement of Qin Shuo pouring wine into his mouth was just a pause, he raised his already red and hazy eyes, and asked slowly: "How did Master Song know?"

Song Qianxin said, is this hard to guess?This is the only way to have a relationship with the prince based on your humble official position.

"After staying in the palace for a long time, some things are not difficult to know," Song Qian said with a smile, "I don't know if His Highness has promised?"

Qin Shuo shook his head and said, "Your Highness said that most of the candidates for going to the southern border have already been decided, and it would be very troublesome to add more."

"This is all an excuse," Song Qian said, "Brother Qin was not a close minister of the Eastern Palace, but now he wants to follow the path of His Royal Highness, how can he gain trust with just a few words."

These words touched people's hearts, Qin Shuo's expression immediately became a little depressed, and he drank another glass of wine, and said: "I know, I have never been good in the army and have no connections in the army. How can I get into the eyes of His Royal Highness? But the opportunity is right in front of us, so we just have to give it a try.”

"Brother Qin, if you want to fight for it, you must not just talk about it, but take actual actions. The bandits in the cottage have a certificate of approval, let alone a place like the East Palace?"

Qin Shuo hiccupped, looked at Song Qian who was becoming less and less clear in his sight, and asked confusedly, "What does Master Song mean?"

"Brother Qin can't show his ambitions, mostly because your brother has a great reputation in the southern border. He is at odds with your brother, and he is afraid that your majesty will suspect that the two brothers are in power with the elder brother. He will definitely not promote brother Qin to the southern border army. Leading the army. In other words, as long as Brother Ling stays in the army for a day, Brother Qin will have no chance to succeed."

"But does His Highness the Crown Prince like to let the younger brother take power in the army? The story of the court lady the day before yesterday has spread all over Tangjing. After the marriage contract was withdrawn, the two were at odds, and the younger brother did not hesitate to violate His Majesty's taboo just because the Crown Prince is about to tour southern Xinjiang. If you want to play together, how obvious is your fear of the prince?"

"Brother Qin, if you want to win the prince's favor, you should do something that is beneficial to the prince."

The night was like water, and the elegant room was peaceful and elegant, but Song Qian's words were spoken softly, with a somewhat indescribably sinister aura.

Qin Shuo was silent for a while, and after pondering for a long time, he said, "What can I do? I still hope Master Song will advise you."

Song Qian smiled happily, got up and whispered something in his ear, which made Qin Shuo sober with the smell of alcohol all over his body.

"This is the crime of ransacking the family! If I really did what I did, wouldn't I be digging my own grave?"

As the candles flickered in the private room, Qin Shuo quietly swallowed, trying to cover up his momentary heartbeat with the volume of his voice.

Qin Shuo's voice was a little louder, and Song Qian was afraid that the outside waiters would hear him, so he gestured to him to silence, his tone still low.

"Our Majesty has always been gentle. We can only see that the mother Zhao family still stands in the court after the death of the first prince. His Majesty does not like too much movement."

"Even if Brother Ling really committed some heinous crimes, considering his prestige in the army and the old department, he must have dealt with it privately so as not to implicate the family. What's more, if Brother Qin has the merit of being the first to sue, and the crown prince is there to protect him, how can he?" Can't you be promoted to a noble?"

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When the winter snow has melted and the spring is cold, the prince's team that has been preparing for a long time to tour the southern border finally set off.

In Xie Heng's imagination, no matter how many open and dark arrows there are in Mingjun and Licheng on the southern border, at least the journey southward should be easy and pleasant.

The elite of the [-] army plus the Eastern Palace Guards, along with the officials along the way to greet them, were finally freed from the red tape and heavy official duties in the palace. How could it be so easy?

Unexpectedly, just three hundred miles away from Tangjing City and the spacious and neat official road outside the capital, he was jolted by the carriage.

Xie Hengsheng has a strong personality, and he thought that if he slowed down the team's schedule by himself, he didn't know how long it would take before and after. He was afraid that some troubles would happen again in Tangjing City, so he didn't complain, but asked the accompanying imperial physician to cook some Take the decoction for relief.

This day was approaching the southern border town, Xie Heng just got out of the chariot, and then quickly walked into the local wealthy gentry's house for rest.As soon as the door was closed, he slumped on the temporary soft bed and did not move.

Yun Zhou came in two steps too late, and frowned when he saw this, he said, "Your Highness, do you want to take a look at Imperial Doctor Xuan?"

Xie Heng waved his hand, and just as he was about to speak, the inner eunuch came to report: "Your Highness, Duke Ding came to pay his respects."

When Qin Ye stepped into the bed, there were palace servants sweeping around, a little eunuch whom he didn't know brought hot water, and Yun Zhou was wiping the dust off the prince's face with a sad face.

He looked up at the prince, only to feel his heart tremble.

This journey took only two months, and the result of the prince's intensive care for the past few months was probably useless. The original fit was completely empty, and his handsome and graceful face showed a rare frailty.

Seeing him coming, it seemed that the prince couldn't lie down anymore, so he gave Yun Zhou a sideways glance, and Yun Zhou hurried to help him up.

Qin Ye pursed his lips, strode forward to help the prince up, and sat down on the soft stool brought by the little eunuch.

"Your Highness is exhausted all the way, and now we are on the left, but there are still two or three days to go to Mingjun. We can walk more slowly, and let the governor Yang Chong come to pick him up in advance."

Qin Ye inadvertently touched the wrist of the person in front of him when he was helping the person, and only felt that the temperature was much lower than his own in the delicateness, and his heart twitched a little.

Xie Heng rubbed the center of his brows, and said indifferently: "It's been two months since I left, and I don't care about these two or three days, let's go on as usual."

Qin Ye felt even worse.

He always thought that he was stubborn by nature and didn't like to be controlled by others, but he really had to walk this way with this person in front of him to realize that this person had bigger ideas than him.

He obviously couldn't hold on, but he didn't want others to accommodate him. During the day, he was bumped up and down on the chariot, and at night, after drinking soup and medicine, he had to get up to read the booklet. Those messy documents, the sky will collapse.

He watched the man lose weight little by little, almost even thinner than when he handed over the marriage letter for the first time.

Qin Ye thought for a while, and then said: "There is a method of internal strength cultivation passed down in my family. In the past ten or so days, I have changed a few places and deleted the tough and difficult parts. If I can persist in practicing, I think it will help me. The weak strengthen the body."

Xie Heng leaned on the couch and was stunned.

He knew that it was written in the book that Qin Ye's martial arts were unparalleled in the world, and he also knew that there was such a thing in the book as the so-called light kung fu with internal strength.

But in his view, the formation of this kind of martial arts master is either from practicing from childhood to winter and from summer to summer, or from falling off a cliff and occasionally obtaining secret books.

Practice internal skills?Xie Heng didn't even think about it.

Xie Heng, who came back to his senses, was a little tempted, but still shook his head with a smile: "Since it is a family-inherited exercise, it must be rare and rare, and it is also important to teach it. It is only because of the bumpy road, so I don't need to worry about it. "

Qin Ye frowned, looking at the prince's clear eyes like autumn water, feeling apprehensive.

This man is too smart.

The fact that he was able to delay mentioning this matter until now is because he wanted to amend a few key points in his mind to facilitate the prince's practice, and secondly, he was hesitant.

Without him, the ancestral precepts say that this internal skill cannot be passed on to the direct line of the Qin family.

Naturally, the rules are also determined by people. He is now the head of the Qin family. If it is said that the head's wife is a direct descendant of the Qin family, then there is nothing wrong with it.

As for the patriarch's wife who hasn't been through yet...

Qin Ye coughed, avoiding Xie Heng's gaze, and said in a very serious manner: "Although there are ancestors' instructions, you should be cautious when passing on the skills, but it is not impolite to dedicate it to the king. Don't worry, Your Highness."

"However..." He changed the subject, "If Your Highness thinks this item is rare, you might as well exchange it."

Seeing Qin Ye's seriousness, Xie Heng felt a little more relaxed.

He is also unwilling to owe others easily, although Qin Ye has protected Qin Ye a lot before, but Qin Ye may have promised to work for him, and now he has to use other people's family-inherited exercises, which is somewhat apologetic.

"It's easy. If Dingguo Gong sees something in the treasure in the private treasury, just take it. Gu Mingzhao will have a list, and let him send it to your house later."

But Qin Ye's eyes darkened.

"I don't want this," he said, "Your Highness, please hold back."

Xie Heng blinked, then looked at the dim eyes of the person beside him, waved his hand, and the other people in the room retreated immediately.

The room was full of silence, Xie Heng sat up straight for a while, and sat upright, respectfully waiting for the next one.

He had a calm expression on his face, but seeing Qin Ye's calm and calm expression, his heart began to be confused.

We all know that Duke Ding, Qin Ye, has been operating in southern Xinjiang for many years, and most of his old cronies are in the southern border. Could it be that one or two of his confidants have been in touch with Southern Zhou in these years, and when things come to an end, they can't hide it and ask him to Helpful?

So much trouble, even sacrificed the family's internal strength, I think it has something to do with it...

Xie Heng's mind was racing, but he listened to Qin Ye's words.

"The minister has already handed over half of the information channels in the mansion to His Highness, and this time he accompanied His Highness to the southern border. So, may he be regarded as His Highness's confidant?"

Qin Ye's tone was flat and without any emotion. However, where Xie Heng could not see, under the cover of the wide sleeves of his robe, his palms were tightly grasped.

Xie Heng didn't know what he was going to say, nodded and said, "Of course."

"Since this is the case, Your Highness should treat me closer, and don't favor one person over another."

Qin Ye's tone was still flat, but he couldn't help but blinked and looked nervously at the person on the couch.

Xie Heng was confused.

He is a prince, and he usually gets along with others, but whenever he eases his concerns, someone's eyes will moisten slightly, wishing to repay him with death, so he always has to hold back his temper so as not to be too polite.Not to mention, he didn't care much about others, but he really cared about Qin Ye.

If his treatment of Qin Ye is considered thin, who else is thick?

Xie Heng hadn't thought about it yet, and heard the voice of the person in front of him lowered slightly, as if the words were forced out.

"Privately, addressing him as a title sounds like a gift," he said, "It's better to be close to Commander Gu."

Xie Heng: "..."

He remembered.

The last time the chariot was driving near Yao County, he went out for a walk when the team stopped to refresh, and called Gu Mingzhao 'Mingzhao' in front of Qin Ye.

This person actually remembered today.

Xie Heng rolled his eyes angrily, and could no longer maintain his upright posture.

"Okay, okay, I know, I will definitely not favor one person over another."

"Qin Ye? Qin Yuzhi? Yuzhi? Aye?"

Xie Heng teased a few words casually, completely relieved of the breath he raised just now, but he didn't see Qin Ye's suddenly relaxed palm under his robe.

There are also two points of crimson ear tips quietly appearing.