Wu Yu

In the study room on the other side of the prime minister's mansion, Prime Minister Xie was sitting alone in front of the case, lost in thought. On the case was an old wooden box, the corners of which had been ground to blunt roundness, but he regarded it as a treasure and stroked it with his thumb. Open the wooden box, revealing the yellowed letter paper inside.

The seal of the letter paper reads "My Teacher's Invitation", and the inscription is "Student Chongming".

Prime Minister Xie read it again carefully with reddened eyes, even though he knew the letter by heart long ago, and even remembered clearly where the ink was stained due to the haste of writing, he still couldn't help but feel the shock in his heart.

Back then the crown prince was in prison and there was no room for maneuver, but he still did not forget to keep him as a grand master. Prime Minister Xie was unable to see His Highness the crown prince for the last time, what he saw was a last letter.

And after this letter was planned for him, His Highness the Crown Prince did not mention his own safety, as if his most proud student had never left. came back.

Prime Minister Xie's hand holding the letter was shaking.

The letter said that he and Ziheng didn't have much time, and now they are fighting against each other, and the grand master doesn't need to get involved. I hope that when we meet the grand master again in the next life, the world will be at peace.

The prince gave Prime Minister Xie two ways.

First, get rid of all ties with them, and be his prime minister in the future, and spend your life in peace and stability.

Second, if the grand master is still unwilling, and there is news from the Qingqiu family after many years, or someone with power will come to help, please ask the grand master to help.

Xie Cheng only skipped the first one in a hurry, and read the next words carefully, he never hesitated which way to choose, if he had any hesitation in his heart, he would not be able to achieve the invulnerable prime minister's mansion today.

Loyal ministers do not betray the country, and the world chooses a wise monarch. It is he who taught by precepts and deeds, and handed over to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince little by little.

I just don't want it to be three years.

Prime Minister Xie slowly lowered his hand holding the letter, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself, "Are you here..."

After an unknown amount of time, the letter was put into the dilapidated wooden box again, and the yellowed corners could not see the color in the dark.

I don't know when I will be able to reappear, I don't know when I will see my old friend again.

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In Xie Lingyu's room, the two were staring at each other.

Qingqiu Jue sat down unceremoniously, and raised his long and narrow eyes, with a sense of turning against customers, "You will not be able to catch up with Chong Lu and Zhang's big wedding. If there is no accident, Zhou Xi will come with the imperial decree later, you clean it up." Things, let’s go straight to the road later.”

Although Xie Lingyu said that he had this intention, but what does it mean to tell him to pack up and go on the road, if he can't speak, he should talk less?

He frowned, watching Qingqiu Jue not move.

Qingqiu Jue dressed as a servant, sat there like a master, frowned and said: "Why are you standing there, expecting me to clean up for you?"

Xie Lingyu stood in a stalemate with him for a moment, then snorted coldly, put the fan in his arms, and packed his luggage in silence.

Qingqiu Jue casually picked up the snacks on the table, while eating, he looked at Xie Lingyu and made irresponsible remarks: "The clothes are folded, can you still wear them if you stuff them all over?"

Xie Lingyu's cheeks bulged, the veins on his forehead twitched, his hands were tense but he folded the clothes gently.

However, this man's mouth was broken and noisy, like a big frog chattering endlessly.

Xie Lingyu closed his eyes, feeling that he was going to be unable to breathe, but the voice was pervasive, making him gasp in his chest.

"What do you do with so many folding fans, two are enough, give me one."

"Don't bring that red robe, there is a plague on the other side, you are wearing it so festively, isn't it obvious that you want to be beaten?"

"I told you not to pile them together... Oh yes, that's right."

Xie Lingyu felt that the strings in his head were extremely tense and painful, and his body had already begun to tremble slightly, especially those slender hands, which kept trying to attack the source of the sound.

At this time, footsteps were heard not far away, Qingqiu Jue calmly put down the half-eaten pastry, walked over at a leisurely pace and pushed Xie Lingyu aside, Xie Lingyu frowned tightly, fists eager to try, mouth Obscenities brewing.

The servant outside carefully knocked on the door: "Master?"

Xie Lingyu turned around in hatred, but had no choice but to hold back his breath, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The servant didn't know who to whisper a few words with, and then pushed open the door.

Xie Lingyu looked up and saw Zhou Xi smiling and hugging Fuchen, Prime Minister Xie with a gentle demeanor followed on his left, and General Sun with a sinking face followed on his right.

Xie Lingyu thought that there was an "unidentified" follower behind him, and suddenly felt a lump in his heart.

He paused for a moment, then hurriedly saluted after realizing, "Eunuch Zhou, Brother Sun, Father."

Eunuch Zhou shook his head nonchalantly, "Thank you for your courtesy, Mr. You have not stayed in the capital for a few days and you have to leave again. Thank you for your hard work, Mr."

Xie Lingyu smiled lightly: "Why, I'm at the age when I want to go out and make a fortune. I should thank Your Majesty for giving me this opportunity."

The two of them spoke in an official accent and spoke impeccably.

Originally, they lived in peace, but General Sun Xiao is usually unsmiling and only asks about other people's affairs. Today, for some reason, he kept looking at the boy who was packing the luggage, and said hesitantly: "The clothes are well folded."

Xie Lingyu turned around and found that he folded the clothes and packed the things by himself. After working for a long time, this person actually stacked them together, and his movements were excruciatingly slow.

The man in the rough clothes turned around, the corners of his mouth pursed in a shy arc, and he bowed his eyebrows in a pleasing salute.

It looks delicate, pleasant and well-behaved.

Xie Lingyu: "..."

Several people had different thoughts, and there was a moment of silence.

Seeing this, Zhou Xi was not talking nonsense, and said flatly: "Please thank you, Mr. Xie, for accepting the order."

Xie Lingyu had no choice but to kneel down on the spot, bowed his head and said, "The minister is here."

Zhou Xi pulled the imperial decree away and read it word by word, Xie Lingyu didn't listen much to it, it was nothing more than asking him to go to Fanzhen to fight the epidemic, accompanied by General Sun...

Suddenly, he heard a familiar name and frowned slightly. Fortunately, he lowered his head so no one saw him. Eunuch Zhou said that it was General Lin Cheng who escorted the food to Fanzhen.

Although he didn't say it on the surface, Lin Cheng and General Sun are rivals. Lin Cheng is the uncle of the heavy slaughter. His majesty has been biased these years, and he has a faint meaning of being biased towards the Lin family. All good things go to those with the surname Lin. Then go, the hard work is all done by the Sun family.

The Lin family's army has been flaunting their power these years, but the Sun family has always ignored them. They just think that they are like dogs in front of the imperial court, with their tails raised high, and they can't bite the dogs.

Soon after the imperial decree was read, Xie Lingyu stood up to receive the decree, glanced at Sun Qian quietly, and saw that he had no expression, so he was relieved and thanked Zhou Xi.

A group of people marched out of Prime Minister Xie's mansion and sent Zhou Xi away, and then Prime Minister Xie turned to look at him with complicated emotions in his eyes, "You must be careful when you go, and put your own safety first, do you understand? "

Xie Lingyu observed quietly, and felt that his father was in a bad mood today, with a feeling of being suppressed. He looked at Prime Minister Xie for a while, then suddenly walked over to hug him, and even stretched out his hand to comfort his back.

"Father, don't worry. If you miss me, take out the Wen Yuqi that the child brought you to play with. The child will return safely." Xie Lingyu said softly.

Prime Minister Xie felt sore, he patted him on the back, and responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay..."

He said reluctantly let go of Xie Lingyu, turned his head and confessed to Sun Qian: "Xiao Qian, you fought with your father to fight the enemy when you were 15 years old. After all, Yunlou is Wen Yu who was raised in the book, so you have to invite him You have taken care of one or two."

Sun Qian nodded and said solemnly: "Uncle Xie, don't worry, I will take good care of Brother Xie both in public and in private."

Only then did Prime Minister Xie feel relieved, seeing Xie Lingyu's neckline wrinkled slightly, he stretched out his hand to smooth it out for him carefully.

Xie Lingyu obediently did not move, seeing Qingqiu Jue mingled with the boys from the corner of his eye, and had already carried out his luggage, wondering why Meng Yi hadn't come yet.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Meng Yicai ran over with a bag of unknown things on his back, panting, and said, "I'm late... Oh, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat there if you're hungry, so I bought some pastries to eat." , Xie Bo has been waiting for a long time."

Prime Minister Xie couldn't laugh or cry, and waved his hand.

Meng Yi smiled and winked at Xie Lingyu, almost writing the words "quickly praise me" on his face, Xie Lingyu held back his smile, and pointed behind him cryptically.

Meng Yi turned his head in bewilderment, and saw Sun Qian's expressionless face.

Meng Yi: "..."

He wanted to leave at that time, but fortunately Xie Lingyu had a little conscience, so he dragged him into the carriage, whispering comforting words, Meng Yi stiffened his neck, and looked very difficult to speak, Sun Qian Without even looking at him, he got on his horse and led the way on the side.

Qingqiu Jue smiled shyly at Prime Minister Xie who was sizing him up, sat on the carriage neatly, moved the reins, and shouted skillfully, the horse started to move slowly.

With his head stuck out of the car window, Xie Lingyu looked at his father, stretched out a hand and waved it, and said softly: "Father, if you have nothing to do in the house, you can drop by. Don't be bored all the time."

Prime Minister Xie nodded with a smile, took a step forward and patted his head, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand to push Xie Lingyu's head back, and sighed: "Let's go."

There is resentment in this sentence, but also gratification.

Prime Minister Xie had too many things hidden in his eyes. When he lost his wife when he was young, he was in great pain and missed the cutest moment of his child. Mrs. He said that Xiaoyu was very naughty when she was young, jumping up and down like a monkey.

Later, he came to his senses and took the child back.

Xie Lingyu has a violent temper, but he seems to be extremely afraid of him, and he is very well-behaved. After a while, he really calms down. He is proficient in everything, and after many years he became a famous son in the capital.

Prime Minister Xie thought he was talented and intelligent, but he didn't expect that one night it was raining heavily, Prime Minister Xie couldn't let go, so he quietly went to have a look, and opened a crack by the window.

But he found that Xie Lingyu hadn't slept at all, the candles were surrounded by books, the light was very dim, he was reading hard with a book in his hand, his little brows were furrowed, and after a while he finally gave up, holding the book and muttering to himself : "I'll just be lazy for a day!"

After a while, he frowned and sighed quite maturely, talking to himself again in front of the book, he didn't know who he was trying to persuade.

"Forget it, just read it..."

Prime Minister Xie couldn't figure it out, thinking he was reading some scripts, but seeing that he was not afraid, he didn't care much, until one day he discovered that the books Xie Lingyu had read were all with obscure names. Book.

His child has never been gifted. That naughty little Lingyu like a "splashing monkey" reads at night every night, just for the occasional casual question of his father. He can answer a few questions, just for his answer in the school. When the teacher asked him which family he was from, he could raise his head and say that he was the child of Prime Minister Xie.

Prime Minister Xie raised his head and walked back slowly with his hands behind his back.

This child has a lot of vigor since he was a child, and he will not lose his resilience when he is warmed up. He can be reckless in ease and calm in chaos.

Maybe someone will really walk out of the road that seems extremely difficult.