Wu Yu

Three years later, at the beginning of Chu Xu.

There is a deep pool behind the mountain spring, and the water waves are green.

This world seems to be a pool of water that has been disturbed to the point of turbidity. Once it settles down, the dirty silt lies quietly and dormant under the water.

"Son."

One person jumped off the rock, as light as a cat, without making a sound.

The mist lingered in the mountain spring, blurring the figure of the man, only a deep and pleasant male voice sounded: "How?"

Yan Wen handed over the clothes silently, and then smiled and said: "Chong Lu seems to have noticed something, but fortunately something went wrong on the "Wen" side, and he simply revealed a little bit of the rumors of the year. Prime Minister Meng was afraid of being implicated and ruined The evidence helped us round it up."

The man sneered, raised his hand, and put on his clothes neatly, water droplets dripping with the ink: "Chonglu is too conceited, let "Wen" be more honest recently, as long as there are no storms, he will not be suspicious now. not the right time yet."

"Also, Meng Yi, the son of Prime Minister Meng, has been frequenting brothels recently. He must have discovered something. This man has a bit of courage, but he really doesn't look like Meng Shu's own. It doesn't hurt to reveal something to him."

"Yes."

The wild goose heard the respectful response, and disappeared into the forest in a blink of an eye.The water drops between the tips of the hair soaked the thin shirt, and the man casually half-sat on the stone table, turning the jade ring on his thumb, and the word "Jue" faintly appeared in the place illuminated by the light.

"Thank you, Prime Minister's Mansion..."

Qingqiu Jue muttered to himself, and laughed to himself for a while: "Integrity and honesty are not foolish and loyal, and they are as close as a family to the only son of the enemy."

In the middle of the bustling street, Prime Minister Xie's Mansion.

One person leaned against the tree trunk, brocade sleeves fluttering in the wind, he closed his eyes relaxedly, his exquisite and handsome features made people amazed.

"Xie Lingyu! What time is it? You're still dozing off here!" The man stood under the tree angrily and cursed, thinking with his toes, he knew that this person was hiding on purpose for him to find, every time he got angry, he would know Play this set!

The corners of Xie Lingyu's mouth twitched, he opened his eyes, and cast a sideways glance at him slowly: "Ziyue, you are the eldest son of the Meng family after all, what do you look like?"

Meng Yi's expression was distorted, and he let out an unlucky "Pooh": "I don't want to be his son. I'm a hypocrite who knows how to play tricks all day long."

Xie Lingyu sneered, put his hands on the branches, turned over and jumped down, and strode up to Meng Yi, rubbed his chin with his fingers, and looked him up and down.

Meng Yi felt uncomfortable when he saw him, "What are you doing...".

Xie Lingyu took out his folding fan and slammed it on his head. Amidst the pained screams of the other party, he said in a deep voice, "You kid has the face to criticize him. I don't know how bad your reputation has become lately?"

Meng Yi paused when he rubbed his head, his expression became complicated, and he hesitated to speak.

"I can't understand what you are like, Ziyue, what have you been up to lately?"

Meng Yi looked around vigilantly, Xie Lingyu stared at him, feeling more and more that the matter might not be simple, he frowned and said softly: "Ziyue, this is Prime Minister Xie's residence."

"You can rest assured that there is no stronger wall in this world than the Xie Mansion."

The gloomy look on Meng Yi's face dissipated a bit. Indeed, there is no place in this world that is safer than the Xie family. Even if it is a heavy killing, he would not dare to be too presumptuous in front of the very prestigious Xie family.

He said awkwardly: "Do you still remember the battle of the five kings back then, when the crown prince brutally murdered his hands, and the Qingqiu clan was full of loyalty and support, and ended up being ruined and stigmatized for thousands of years?"

Even Xie Lingyu was shocked, closed his folding fan and stared at him: "You mean..."

Meng Yi's brows were tightly furrowed, and the black cyan has become more and more serious because of this matter in the past two days.

"I'm afraid there is something hidden about this matter. Not long ago, His Majesty ordered people to investigate the 'killing'. This organization has grown stronger in recent years. They only do business that they agree with. The people behind the scenes are very mysterious and have not revealed the slightest word."

"Meng Shu has been contacting someone mysteriously for the past two days. Until he received some news a few days ago, he suddenly entered the palace in a hurry and stopped all investigations. I felt strange and went to explore his study. A letter was put into the brazier, and he turned around with a solemn expression and was about to enter the palace."

"After he left, I quickly blew out the fire, but the letter was almost burned, and only a few words could be vaguely seen."

"'Wen' and Yuanxi Tower."

Xie Lingyu stroked his chin thoughtfully: "You frequently go to Yuanxi Tower, Prime Minister Meng has no doubts?"

Meng Yi shook his head, "He wants me to marry Sister Yaxian, but no one in the capital doesn't know that she is in love with you, isn't this obviously a way of provoking discord?"

Caught off guard by the fire, Xie Lingyu coughed twice in embarrassment: "I only regard Yaxian as my younger sister."

Meng Yi rolled his eyes: "Yes, yes, Mr. Xie is dedicated to serving the country, and has no intention of caring about his children."

"Back to the topic, I took advantage of the trend and went to Yuanxi Tower in a big way the next day. Meng Shu naturally thought that I was deliberately ruining my reputation, and after a few days of rants, he ignored me."

"In the beginning, I got nothing. I could only listen to the ditty. Until yesterday, I accidentally saw the Yan girl in Yuanxi Building with a man in black. I understand a little bit of lip language. They were talking about..."

He suddenly stopped talking, Xie Lingyu gave him a puzzled look, Meng Yi did not dare to look directly into his eyes, frowned and said in a low voice: "Yunlou, the current Holy Majesty may not be in the right place."

There was silence all around, only the crisp birdsong remained.

Both of them were silent, Xie Lingyu was in a trance for a moment, his thoughts seemed to be carried by the wind through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, no matter how you look at it now, it seems unreal. Going to the palace with my father for a banquet, I am both looking forward to and apprehensive.

From a distance, he saw two handsome men approaching. His father saluted with a smile, and he followed suit clumsily. The handsome man in the white robe with gold patterns saw Xie Lingyu's dilemma, and smiled at him. He beckoned.

Xie Lingyu glanced at his father subconsciously, and took two tentative steps under his smiling gaze.

The man suddenly laughed, strode over and picked up Xie Lingyu, and weighed it skillfully: "This child is born very well, Grand Master is very lucky."

The father laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and he naturally responded to the compliment.Seeing this, Xie Lingyu boldly hugged the man's neck, and then started to giggle.

After leaving the palace, his father told him that he was the crown prince Chongming, and he was his most proud student. The elegant and upright man beside him was the patriarch of Qingqiu, who had assisted Mingjun for generations and was the eye of the emperor. Yes, even more loyal.

after that……

Everything happened too suddenly. After that period of war and chaos, my father didn't like to laugh anymore. Although he was still loyal to the emperor and patriotic, it was different after all.

There are more duties and rules, but less intimacy and warmth.

He never mentioned His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was once magnificent, as if this most proud student was just a dream, passing by.

Xie Lingyu didn't dare to ask if his father didn't mention it.

It's just that when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he will suddenly recall the palm that held him up. Although the memory is a little fuzzy, it seems warm and reliable.

His Royal Highness smiled like a spring breeze, but he always dozed off secretly when he was listening to school, and he was not annoyed after being patted awake by his father with a ruler, so he smiled flatteringly.

At this time, Mr. Qingqiu was used to pretending to be blind and holding back his laughter. He would not help him, and watched His Royal Highness being punished and beaten.

At that time, when His Royal Highness saw Xiao Lingyu coming, he would secretly take out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he had treasured, break it up bit by bit and feed it to him.

Mr. Qingqiu also put some food in his arms, "caught" Xiao Lingyu to serve as bait and rubbed it.

He still remembered that after his hair was tied, His Royal Highness asked him what he liked. Xie Lingyu thought of the night sky full of stars, so he said he liked stars.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at him in surprise, suddenly found an ancient book, pointed to a poem and said: "'The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked with your hands'. When you are weak, can you call it a star?"

Xie Lingyu was already fifteen at the time, so he naturally understood the meaning of these words. It was clearly a promise from His Royal Highness, that I will pluck the stars for you to keep you safe and happy for the rest of your life.

He lowered his head to hide his reddened eyes, but he refused softly. The young man's eyes were full of admiration and earnestness: "Call me Yunlou, I would like to climb to that dangerous building a hundred feet away and pick the stars I want."

Then give it to His Royal Highness, so that His Highness can protect more Limin people.