Meng Dong

Although Yan Hong was afraid of Gao Wu's meticulousness, he had to admit that he had a good side.After all, if someone else came to the palace, it would probably delay Yan Hong for an entire afternoon, but it took Gao Wu less than a quarter of an hour to explain everything he needed to say and get up to leave.

Yan Hong also got up quickly, and followed Yan Hong towards the outside of the mansion, saying as he walked, "It's hot outside here, uncle, why don't you take a rest in the mansion, and it's okay to return when the evening cools down a bit."

"Gao Wu was born a reckless man, and he has been used to the wind and sun for so many years, so what is this kind of weather?" Did you say heatstroke, let's go back and rest earlier."

Yan Hong intuitively felt that Gao Wu's words contained irony, but when he raised his head, he couldn't see anything in his eyes. He simply took it as the other party's concern for him, and said kindly: "Thank you uncle for your concern, I will have a good rest when I go back." While talking, they had already reached the gate of the palace, Yan Hong consciously stopped, "The nephew will be sent here."

There was no expression on Gao Wu's dark face because of the weather. He took the rein of the horse from the porter, and raised his hand to grab the mane casually. The horse had been with him for a long time, and when facing him, Very intimate, I consciously leaned over and rubbed against each other.Gao Wu's expression seemed to soften a bit, he stretched out his hand and patted the horse's back, turned on the horse, his movements were neat and skillful, and everyone in the palace was stunned.

Yan Hong leaned on the door frame, with a smile on his lips, and tilted his head to look at Gao Wu: "Uncle is indeed as vigorous as before, and I feel very at ease with you in the army." He leaned slightly, and looked at Gao Wu Gao Wu cupped his fists, "Bon voyage."

Gao Wu held the reins in his hands and turned the horse's head. Just when everyone thought he was going to pat the horse away, he suddenly turned his head and looked deeply at Yan Hong: "The prince is not young anymore. It’s time to make some plans for the future.”

Yan Hong was taken aback for a moment, leaning on the door frame and looking at Gao Wu in confusion, and then suddenly laughed: "Uncle, you are all good, but you have too many worries like my father, and you should enjoy yourself while you are alive." good."

Gao Wu stared at his smile and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I know that the prince is thinking clearly. If the old prince is alive, he probably hopes that you can live so carefree. But, after all, the old prince is gone, we These people will die one day, and you and the old concubine will live on when the time comes, right?" He said, holding the rein of the horse hard, and the rein was deeply pulled into the palm of his hand, leaving no way to hide it. "The world says that the prince is an idiot who cannot be supported, and that the old prince's fame has been ruined by the prince, but I always feel that the prince is not so useless. After all, I taught him alone, so he shouldn't... ..."

Speaking of this, he sighed lowly, "That's all I can say, but we will still follow you whatever your lord wants to live. Of course, even if we don't want to, there is no other way." After finishing speaking, he turned towards Yan Hong took a deep look, flicked his whip, and galloped away.

The sound of horseshoes gradually faded away, the entrance of the palace was extremely quiet, all the servants retreated quietly, pretending that they hadn't heard anything just now, only Qingming stood beside Yan Hong, cautiously looking at her lord.

Qing Ming has been by Yan Hong's side for many years, but he still can't figure out what he is thinking at the moment. Is he angry because of Gao Wu's words, or are those words indifferent to him?

While Qingming was thinking about it, Yan Hong, who had been standing quietly at the door with his eyes drifting into the distance, finally made a movement. He turned his head and glanced at Qingming beside him: "Is there such a rumor in the world? My father's king's My whole life's fame will be ruined on me?"

"My lord, it's all nonsense, you don't have to take it to heart." Qingming said in relief.

"Why do I take it to heart, I was just thinking, my father is my father, I am me, what does his first name have to do with me, and how I live has nothing to do with him." Yan Hong lowered his head Glancing at his own fingers, he said casually, "He spent his whole life defending Jiangling City, and finally ended up dying of a serious illness when he was less than forty. He is worthy of Jiangling's elders. But it's not enough to have an old man. Did I just follow his example? Does our family owe Jiangling City or the man who sits on the throne in the capital?"

Yan Hong has said some shocking words over the years, but none of them shocked Qingming.He looked around subconsciously, and he was secretly relieved when he saw no one was around: "My lord, you just drank a lot of wine and stood under the sun for a long time, probably very uncomfortable. Otherwise, I will help you You go back to your room and rest for a while."

Yan Hong turned his head and stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "There is a beauty waiting for me in the garden, why should I go back to my room to rest? Go and see my little beauty now doing something."

In any case, as long as he can coax people back to the mansion, Qing Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily stretched out his hand to support Yan Hong's arm: "Slow down, be careful on the stone steps."

Yan Hong pushed his hand away nonchalantly, and staggered ahead alone.

Meng Dong's drinking capacity is indeed good, but today he drank a lot of wine in order to make Yan Hong happy. Although he would not be as drunk as Xu Weidan, he still felt dizzy and sleepy. He was the only one, what's more, Yan Hong didn't know when he would come back, so he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, lest he didn't investigate any omissions for a while.

He has always been very clear that there can be no more mistakes and omissions in his life. He must always be cautious and take every step carefully, because even if he is not paying attention, it may end up with a life that cannot be saved. The fate of the place of burial.

His life is actually not worth much money, but because there are things that must be done, he must live even if he is dying.

Meng Dong sat crookedly on the stone bench, lowered his head and played with the teacup on the stone table. Opposite him was the sleeping Xu Weidan, because the garden was so quiet that Meng Dong could clearly hear Xu Weidan's voice. Breathing.Jiang Liu was sitting next to Xu Weidan. She had spent a lot of effort to feed the hangover soup. At this moment, she was supporting the stone table with one hand, and was carefully wiping the sweat dripping from her forehead with a brocade handkerchief in the other hand. .

Perhaps this kind of tranquility was too weird, Meng Dong suddenly put down the teacup in his hand, and looked up at her: "Did you grow up in Beiliang?"

"Yes, my ancestors have been from Ningzhou for three generations. My father was a small official in Ningzhou City. Although the family was not rich, they had no worries about food and clothing. Until last year... my father accidentally offended the powerful officials in the court and was framed by others. As for the downfall of the family. In order to save my life, I followed my aunt all the way to the south and came to Jiangling, but I didn’t expect that in the end..." Jiang Liu said, shaking his head slightly, and smiled bitterly, "Maybe my life should be so difficult."

When facing Meng Dong, Jiang Liu had to be much more frank, revealing her family background and identity clearly and frankly, without hiding anything.If it were someone else, such a beautiful and beautiful young girl would have sympathized and comforted her when she confessed all the sufferings of the past in front of her, but Meng Dong didn't respond, and listened quietly to Jiang Liu's words before slowly opening her mouth. : "Ningzhou, I've heard others mention that it seems to have a nice view there."

Jiang Liu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "After all, it is the capital of the country, and Ningzhou is indeed a good place. The customs and customs are indeed somewhat different from Jiangling City." She lowered her eyes as she spoke, probably thinking of her homeland, Tears flickered faintly in his eyes.

Meng Dong looked at her quietly, silent for a long time, stretched out his hand, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her: "Anyway, you and I can't leave now, I have nothing to do, why don't you tell me about Ningzhou. Customs and customs. I have heard people mention it a few times, and I am very curious about it.”

Jiang Liu was a little surprised, but still nodded. After clearing his mind, he found a topic and spoke slowly.

Meng Dong was very quiet, he didn't say a word the whole time, and he didn't give Jiang Liu the slightest response, he just propped his chin, his eyes were distracted, he didn't know whether he was listening to her or had lost his mind.

Jiang Liu narrated a legend she heard when she was a child, and Meng Dong didn't see any reaction after she finished speaking, so she couldn't help but hesitate. Before she could test it, she heard a voice behind her: "What are you talking about? It's so lively."

Jiang Liu was taken aback, and got up in a hurry. She was not very clear about Meng Dong's identity and purpose in the palace, but seeing the interaction between the two of them earlier, she felt that it was the best choice to keep a distance from Meng Dong. Unexpectedly, Yan Hong left an impression of a happy conversation now, so he couldn't help turning his head to look at Meng Dong.

Meng Dong had already got up and walked to Yan Hong's side, with a smile in his eyes: "I'm bored and don't see the prince coming back, so I chatted with Miss Jiangliu and heard her talk about the customs of Beiliang, which is very interesting. "

"Oh?" Yan Hong smiled, "I didn't expect you to be very interested in Beiliang. Speaking of which, I'm actually very curious. If there's nothing else to do, I'll take you to visit Beiliang together."

The county king of Chu State, the nephew of the Holy Majesty, the marshal of tens of thousands of garrison troops in Jiangling City, wanting to go to the enemy country when he has nothing to do in his free time, these words may only be heard by others as extremely absurd, but Meng Dong is not. Still smiling, he nodded very seriously: "Okay, just now I heard Miss Jiangliu say that she is from Ningzhou, why don't we go to Ningzhou City?"

Yan Hong stretched out his hand and lifted his chin: "Go directly to the capital of others, you are more courageous than me."

"With you here, my lord, of course I am brave." Meng Dong bent his lips, followed Yan Hong's hand and raised his head slightly, "I think the lord can always protect me well."

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