Wu Yu

The author has something to say: Song Le (yue) Lan

Along the way, Xie Lingyu hesitated to speak many times.

He typed a stomach full of manuscripts, but when Qingqiu Jue looked over, he couldn't utter a single word. He didn't know how to ask, nor did he know what position to ask, let alone whether to ask.

Xie Lingyu clenched her fists a little irritably, Ruyu's face showed a bit of frustration.

What's more, even if the result is asked, what can be changed?

If what you ask is the result that you don't want to face.

What should I do.

The figure standing at the door left quietly without knowing when.

After just being in a daze for a while, Qingqiu Jue disappeared, vaguely looking towards the bamboo garden.

The reassuring figure disappeared from the corner of Xie Lingyu's eyes. He put down the wine cup a little anxiously, and said to Meng Yi, "I'll go out to get some air."

Many wealthy merchants lived in a small town close to the capital. Instead of choosing an inn, they stayed in a homestay where Sun Qian often came. Turn that small shop into a big business.

In the early years, the eldest son traveled all over the country, and accidentally ran into a bandit while escorting the goods. He happened to be rescued by Sun Qian and his men who were passing by. The eldest son was very grateful.

Come and go again and again, it can also be called an old friend.

Now the eldest son was chatting with Sun Qian in the front hall, and Meng Yi knew him too well, which made him restless. Before reaching the bamboo garden, Xie Lingyu turned around suddenly, and punched his fist hard on the side as if venting On a thick tree trunk.

Really annoying.

"Plop--"

A series of landing sounds were heard, mixed with a few muffled sounds. Xie Lingyu was stunned by the impact, and raised his head slowly, a pomegranate gradually magnified in his eyes. Take a few steps back.

The man stayed under the tree for a while, staring straight at the pomegranate rolling down on the ground, as if he couldn't believe it was something he could do.

"Pfft." The voice of suppressed laughter sounded, "Good palm strength."

Xie Lingyu turned back slowly, and saw Qingqiu Jue's face that was about to smile, perhaps his expression was too dull, Qingqiu Jue's phoenix eyes were smudged with warm colors from holding back his laughter to bursting out laughing, like A happy fox.

Xie Lingyu couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his heart, the depression of several days dissipated at this moment, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he sighed from his nose, walked over and raised his hand to Qingqiu Jue's shoulder one time.

This time he lost his energy, with a hint of resentment.

"Do not laugh."

Whatever you laugh at, it's all because of you.

Xie Lingyu complained in his heart, but then he began to regret whether he had used too much force just now. There was some old injury on this man's body, so he rubbed him again after thinking about it.

Seeing the tangled expression on his handsome face, Qingqiu Jue rubbed his shoulders for herself, suddenly felt a little funny.

Thinking back when we first met, Mr. Xie smashed the teacup in front of him, looking fierce and about to bite someone, but now he still knows how to love someone.

"What are you doing against the tree?" He asked amusedly.

These days, a certain person's irritability is written all over his face, and he deliberately avoids him, and he doesn't know what he is fighting for.

Xie Lingyu sat on the stone tablet in the bamboo garden in a sullen mood, and the wind blew towards him. He squinted his eyes comfortably, but his brows did not relax, and he looked bitter and bitter, "I am annoyed."

After Qingqiu Jue finished singing, he returned to his indifferent manner, stretched out his hand to flick the space between his eyebrows, "Thinking about the capital?"

Xie Lingyu smiled, with a hint of self-deprecation in his smile, "Yes, otherwise, what else could be bothering you."

Otherwise, it will bother you whether to go or stay.

"Tsk, there's nothing to worry about." Qingqiu Jue looked at him, seemingly incomprehensible, "I don't need you to worry about this."

Xie Lingyu's dull eyes suddenly burst into light, his squinted eyes became round, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he automatically ignored the other words, leaving only the last sentence in his mind.

"I don't need you to bother with this."

I am here.

He said he was here!

Taking a full look at his reaction, Qingqiu Jue breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had guessed right, and glanced at the radiant Xie Lingyu with a complicated expression, Qingqiu Jue's eyes were dark.

His mood was easily disturbed, but he walked away, and Xie Lingyu behind him turned to look at him inexplicably, "Hey, where are you going?"

Qingqiu Jue didn't look back, the corner of his mouth raised a nasty arc, he just waved his hand, "See if the girl here is juicy or not."

It's just that no matter what kind of thoughts he has, it's inconvenient to get to the bottom of it now, and maybe he won't in the future. With Qingqiu's blood feud on his back, how could he pull people into the water for no reason.

Let it be buried, the best.

Xie Lingyu stood up all of a sudden, the joy in his eyes turned into anger, and he raised his hand to pat the ashes on his buttocks. The refined Mr. Xie couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed.

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The journey is not far away, but from a long distance, you can see the prosperity at the foot of the imperial city. The gentleman in brocade robe chats and laughs while shaking his folding fan, and the girl in Huashang stops in front of the stall to frolick. This is the boundary of rich businessmen and dignitaries.

The euphemistic name is - the capital.

After that conversation, Xie Lingyu never opened his eyes to look at Qingqiu Jue again, it can be seen that he was very angry.

Looking at the splendor along the way, he and Meng Yi felt a little strange. The past few months seemed to have passed for many years, which made him feel a little timid.

Meng Yi put down the curtain, with some inexplicable emotion on his face, he turned his head to look at Xie Lingyu, and sighed: "I'm not used to it."

Xie Lingyu closed his eyes and dozed off with a smile on his face. He hadn't acted in more than two months, but he just wasn't used to it.

"Then you have to take it easy."

There is not much time left for them.

The palace banquet is tonight.

Xie Lingyu's eyes fell on Qingqiu Jue who was a few steps behind Sun Qian. In order not to attract attention, he changed into rough civilian clothes and was riding a horse in silence.

"This time, what surprise will you bring me..." Xie Lingyu muttered to himself.

Meng Yi didn't hear clearly, so he put his ear closer, "What?"

In the end, Xie Lingyu pushed him away in disgust, "I said I'm tired, let's take a nap for a while."

"Oh..." Meng Yi sat back resentfully, co-authoring and pretending to be affectionate again.

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A small black snake carefully avoids the crowd, and heads towards a dark corner where there is no one. It looks for the strange fragrance along the way. There are two kinds of this medicine powder, and only by taking the other can they be attracted to each other.

The little black snake avoided people, and swam into a mansion in a low-key way. On the plaque were two large characters flying like dragons and phoenixes, majestic and noble.

——Xing Mansion.

Xing Shang grew some beards on his chin, and he was leaning over the desk in a slightly decadent manner to deal with official business. Suddenly, a strange noise made him look sideways vigilantly.

In front of the half-opened casement, a small rickety square box first appeared, followed by a pair of wise snake eyes and its pitch-black body.

Xiao Hei politely nodded his head on the casement, pushed the wooden box into the room, and then hei's body twisted and disappeared into the huge Xing Mansion.

Xing Shang walked over to pick up the wooden box, took out the letter paper inside, his eyes froze for a moment, crumpled the note into a ball after reading it, put it next to the candle and lit it, and it fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

He walked out unhurriedly, and walked into the east wing, with the word "Luo Xian" written on the plaque above his head.

This is Xing Yaxian's residence.

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Thank you, Prime Minister's House.

Zhou Xi was in the front hall early in the morning, sitting and drinking tea with Prime Minister Xie, and they were not very friendly, chatting a few words neither salty nor bland.

Housekeeper Xie walked over quickly, with a happy face, and said in a low and well-behaved voice: "My lord has arrived."

Zhou Xi put on a light smile that was just right, got up and straightened the folds of his sleeves, and stretched out his hand backwards.

The little eunuch behind him understood and respectfully handed over the tray with a roll of bright yellow on it.

Except for Sun Qian who went straight back to Sun's house, the other three followed to Xie's mansion. As soon as Xie Lingyu stepped through the threshold, he saw a group of people standing in the front hall and greeted them with a smile.

He quickened his pace, stopped at a suitable distance, and then saluted, "Eunuch Zhou, father."

"Mr. Xie, long time no see." Eunuch Zhou accepted the imperial edict and said with a smile.

Xie Lingyu smiled lightly. From the corner of the eye, he saw his father watching him carefully. He shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine. Prime Minister Xie felt relieved.

Eunuch Zhou opened the imperial decree and said word by word: "Xie Lingyu accepts the decree."

"The minister is here." He lifted his robe and knelt down.

As soon as Xie Lingyu knelt, Meng Yi behind him had no choice but to kneel down too. He glanced around, but found that Qingqiu Jue went to another place before entering the front hall, and was not there at all.

Mistake, Meng Yi thought painfully.

"By God's blessing, the emperor ordered that Xie Lingyu, the eldest son of Prime Minister Xie, save the people of Nanling from fire and water, and relieve our worries and difficulties. He is truly a virtuous man, and I bestow it..."

Xie Lingyu listened to a lot of rewards, but his heart was not disturbed. He was not interested in these, but in the eyes of others, he seemed to be flattered and worthy of great responsibility.

After Zhou Xi finished reading, he closed the imperial decree and presented it to him. Xie Lingyu thanked the emperor for his kindness and got up to take it.

"Mr. Xie, the palace banquet is coming soon, take a good rest to nourish your spirit." Eunuch Zhou smiled lightly.

Xie Lingyu paused when he received the order, and his eyes flashed surprise, but it was only for a moment. He smiled and said, "Then thank you, Eunuch Zhou."

Zhou Xi nodded and left with the little eunuch. Prime Minister Xie got up and wanted to see him off, but Zhou Xi stopped him, "Prime Minister stay, Mr. Xie just came back, so I won't bother you to reminisce about the old days."

Prime Minister Xie cupped his hands, "Thank you, Eunuch Zhou."

Zhou Xi shook his head. It was not until their figures disappeared around the corner that Prime Minister Xie took a closer look at Xie Lingyu. The child had lost a lot of weight, and he still had a blue color that hadn't rested for many days, but fortunately, he was in high spirits and his eyes were sparkling. , even if he tries his best to restrain himself, it is not difficult to see that this is waiting for people to praise him.

He shook his head helplessly, reached out and patted Xie Lingyu's head, "You..."

"This time things are done beautifully, Le Lan is watching from the sky, so he should feel at ease."

Prime Minister Xie mentioned this name in front of him for the first time, Song Lelan was her mother's name.

Xie Lingyu clenched his fists, feeling sad and hesitant in his heart. His father held his shoulders and said word by word, "Yunlou, you have to remember that no matter where you go, you are our Xiaoyu."

The meaning of Ling Yu is the treasure in the mausoleum, the thoughts left by Le Lan in the world, and the blood that they care about most.

Hard sword feathers may not be able to stab him, but soft affection can always easily disarm him. Xie Lingyu rushed to hug his father, and the soft light in his eyes gradually turned into fierceness.

"I'll remember, Father."

He must overthrow the heavy slaughter, rectify the names of His Highness the Crown Prince and Qingqiu, and protect his dearest and dearest.

This time he has the ability to save him, so he won't let important people leave again.