Meng Dong

The weather is getting colder.

At the beginning, Meng Dong was able to go around the garden every day, but he didn't know when it would start, but he didn't even want to take a step to the door of the attic.

Meng Dong used to be very afraid of the cold, but he has never been so pretentious now. There is no cold wind to blow, and he has to stay in a room with a charcoal basin all the time.After all, no one cared about his life and death before, but now, even if he just sneezed while standing in the cold air, someone would immediately step up to wrap him in a thick cloak and send him back to the room.

Meng Dong knew in his heart that his body was almost in good shape, and he was not so fragile. It was just because that person regarded himself too preciously, and wished to hold it in his palm all the time, so that he could feel at ease.

Even if Yan Hong couldn't be by his side now, everyone in the palace should be as careful as treating Meng Dong as a treasure.Sometimes Meng Dong had to suspect that when Mrs. Bai was pregnant in October, she probably didn't have the same treatment as she does today.Although it was a little uncomfortable, he still chose to accept it, because only in this way, Yan Hongyuan would not be distracted from himself when he was busy with military affairs thousands of miles away every day.

More than ten days ago, Yan Hong led an army of tens of thousands of Jiangling to set off along the waterway, go down the river, and point directly at Jizhou City, which is the closest to the capital.At the same time, the Southwest King Yancheng and Qi Zhao also led the Southwest Army to the south along the dry road, pointing their sword at the capital.

The two armies marched south all the way, and they did not forget to distribute the conquest document to the people along the way. In the document, they denounced Guangxi Emperor Yan Tai for poisoning Xiannan County in order to eliminate dissidents, frame Zhongliang, disregard brotherhood, and disregard the safety of Jiangling City. The king's evil deeds have continued to this day, and he has colluded with Beiliang in order to eradicate the grass and roots, and even used Jiangling City as a bargaining chip. Such unkind and unrighteous people are not worthy of being the lord of the Chu Kingdom, and everyone in the Chu Kingdom will be punished.

As soon as this proclamation came out, it can be said that it shocked the entire state of Chu. The king of Xiannan County has been stationed in Jiangling for many years because of his great military exploits, and he is well-known among the people. Compared with this, Yan Tai has not made any obvious achievements since he ascended the throne. Reluctantly keeping the throne, compared with the Xiannan County king, it can be said that it is very different. In addition, many court secrets have been spread to the people, and the reason why Yan Tai got the throne also aroused the suspicion of the people, which directly made him in the hearts of the people. Impressions plummeted.

Yan Tai was not completely unresponsive to this. He also made a special trip to send an edict to various places. The content of the edict was nothing more than that Yan Hong, the king of Nanjun, deceived the emperor and ignored his ancestors. , and framed in today's sage, he is really an unfaithful and unfilial generation.

Two kinds of theories are being circulated among the people. For Meng Dong, he doesn't really care which one the people believe more, because only those who can survive in the end can tell the truth.

After all, Yan Hong was marching and fighting, and he didn't even have a servant accompanying him on this trip, so in fact, only Yan Hong was missing from the Nanjun Palace, but to Meng Dong, it seemed that the huge Nanjun Palace suddenly became deserted.

In fact, Meng Dong doesn't have many hobbies, after all, he has been devoted to revenge for the first half of his life.It was only after he met Yan Hong that he tried to discover the joy in life.But now that Yan Hong was not in the mansion, the fun he had just cultivated suddenly became dull.

"My lord," Qingming pushed the door open and came in, and saw Meng Dong standing by the window, looking out through the open window, when Qingming opened the door, the cold wind blew over, even Qingming couldn't help shivering , "It's been cold outside these few days, so be careful to catch a cold."

Meng Dong closed the window with his hand back, and glanced at Qingming's hand: "Is there a letter from the prince today?"

Qingming lowered her eyes and said softly, "Not yet."

Since Yan Hong left, such conversations have occurred between the two of them almost every day.It's just that marching and fighting is not unusual after all, and it's tiring to travel all the way, and the place to rest every day is not sure.Especially since Yan Hong was traveling by water, it was even more inconvenient to transmit news.Yan Hong left for more than ten days, and sent back only two letters.

Even so, Meng Dong would still ask about it every day.

In fact, from Qingming's point of view, it is obvious that since Meng Dong returned to the palace this time, he seems to be a different person.The previous Meng Dong looked like a mystery, even though he knew that his prince had an unusual view of this person, he still had doubts.But this time Meng Dong came back, as if some heavy burden had been lifted, even the smile on his face was much more than before.

But since his lord went out to fight, it seems that Mr. Meng has changed back to before, and the smile on his face has decreased a lot. He can't bear to see Qingming, but he also knows that there is nothing he can do about it. You can only pay more attention to your daily life, at least make your whole person stronger.

Hearing Qingming's answer, Meng Dong didn't change his expression too much. After all, he had heard this kind of words for too many days, and he was obviously getting used to it.

He turned around and sat down on the soft bed, and looked down at the chess game on the low table. The chess game he left before he went to the capital was still preserved here. After so many days, he still couldn't find a way to win from this mess. method, but still enjoy spending a lot of energy on it.

After all, he didn't have anything else he wanted to do other than that. Anyway, seeing this chess game could distract him from his longing for Yan Hong.

In fact, he has full confidence in Yan Hong, and even more believes that even if this person is not invincible, he will not let himself fall into an embarrassing situation.No matter what the situation is, Yan Hong always has a way to protect himself.

But after all, concern is chaotic, Meng Dong still can't help but think about where Yan Hong has gone today, he may have a good meal and a good night's sleep on the boat, where will the first battle be fought, and what are the chances of winning?

Perhaps he had spent too much time on these matters, Meng Dong still had no way to break through this mess, but he was not in a hurry.

"My lord, the doctor is here." Seeing him sitting down, Qingming continued what he hadn't said just now.

Meng Dong diverted his attention from the chessboard to look at Qingming: "It's time to get a pulse check so soon?" He couldn't help touching his chest while talking, but the wound on his chest has almost healed However, Yan Hong always felt that he was weak and weak, so before he set off, he specially instructed the doctor to come to check his pulse every few days, and the results of the pulse diagnosis should be sent to the army in secret letters.

Meng Dong was helpless, but he was also willing.

He put down the chess piece in his hand and nodded: "Please come in Lang Zhong. It's so cold, Lang Zhong came here from a trek, and someone brought a cup of hot tea in."

Previously, Meng Dong would never waste his mind on such trivial matters, or, he would not care about others at all.Now it seems that he is more like a lively person, and it makes Qingming, a bystander, feel more contactable.

Yan Hong knew that Meng Dong had no trust in Qing Xin, a doctor who had become a monk on the way, so since Meng Dong returned to the palace, this doctor had been treating him. He stretched out his arm and let the other party check his pulse.

Even if Yan Hong was not in the mansion, his care for Meng Dong's body did not relax at all. Although he did not need to continue to take medicine, he drank a lot of various supplements, and there was an old Mrs. Bai who cared, so Meng Dong's current The body is actually much better than before.

The old man took the pulse for Meng Dong, and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction: "Master's body is much better than when the old man checked the pulse for the first time. For ordinary people, it won't take a year or so to recover. of."

Meng Dong casually put down his sleeves, with a slight smile on his face: "Mr. Lao, you have bothered me. It is because of your excellent medical skills that I am here today." He said, and glanced at Qingming, "Let the carriage in the mansion Send your husband back, it's cold today, and the reward will be doubled."

Qingming responded: "Young master, don't worry, these little people have made arrangements."

Meng Dong smiled, and glanced at the old man: "So please, sir, when you write a letter to the prince, just tell the truth, so that the prince can feel at ease."

"Don't worry, my lord. I will write a letter to the prince as soon as I get back. My son's health is indeed much better now. The prince will be very happy to know that he is in the army." It is also a blessing for me to be able to help the palace to do something so that the prince can feel at ease in the front line."

Meng Dong exchanged some polite words with the old man, and then politely let Qingming invite him down.

When Qingming came back, Meng Dong was already standing in front of the window again. This time, he didn't know if it was because he was also afraid of catching cold, so he only opened the window a little, and when he heard Qingming's footsteps, he didn't turn his head, but said slowly. : "It has been winter for many days, but there has been no snowfall."

Qing Ming replied: "I don't know if it's because of the river, but Jiangling rarely snows. The villain has grown to such a big size, and I only saw it twice, and it melted after a thin layer. I'm really disappointed." .”

Hearing the disappointment in his tone, Meng Dong couldn't help laughing: "When I was a child, I saw heavy snow falling from the sky and sticking to my clothes, as light as goose feathers. Every time, a thick layer would accumulate. , Looking around, there is a vast expanse of white everywhere, as if all the unbearable things in this world can be washed away by this snow."

Qingming was born and raised in Jiangling, so he had never seen that kind of scene before. Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel yearning, and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it also very cold?"

"The weather is colder than Jiangling, but I didn't feel it when I was young. I dared to roll in the snow when I was wrapped in thick clothes. When I was pulled back, my hands and feet were red from the cold. I don't think so, I don't feel itching until I enter the house." Meng Dong's tone was exceptionally light, as if he couldn't bear to interrupt his own memories.

For many years, Meng Dong's life has only been hatred. All his memories of Ningzhou City and his childhood were covered up by the fire. All the happy memories of the previous seven years were all destroyed by the fire. became a pain.So Meng Dong is not willing to recall.

But now, he has ended all of this with his own hands, and he has no more burdens, and his mentality has calmed down instead. Those things that he deliberately hid in the past have finally reappeared in his mind.

Now he doesn't feel much pain anymore, because countless details let him slowly recall that he was once loved and loved by others.Even if those didn't last for many years, they disappeared because of Guo Gu.

But he killed Guo Gu with his own hands, so those missed loves finally came back to him.

No one is born to be alone, not even him.

Meng Dong's mood improved a lot, he turned around and closed the window, and said to Qingming, "Prepare the carriage for me, I want to go out for a stroll."

This is the first time in so many days that Meng Dong proposed to go out, Qingming couldn't help being a little curious: "Where do you want to go, my lord?"

"Qiwu Hall." Meng Dong put on a cloak for himself, and replied calmly.

Meng Dong also couldn't remember how long he hadn't been back to the Qiwu Pavilion. He got off the carriage, looked at the plaque in front of the pavilion, and was in a trance for a moment, feeling depressed like a conditioned reflex.Then he couldn't help laughing at himself, although the appearance didn't look much different, but the Qiwu Pavilion had changed two owners after all.

Qingming had already stepped forward to lift the curtain for Meng Dong. Meng Dong bent down and felt the warmth rushing towards his face. Do you want to meet my girl? Or is the villain recommending it to you?"

Meng Dong's eyes fell on this person. In the past, except for girls like Jiang Liu in the Qiwu Pavilion, most of them were Su Bi's people. Su Bi took away most of his confidants, and those who were left behind may not be reliable. When Yan Hong took over It must have been cleaned too.Few people in this museum will remember me anymore, which is not a bad thing.

Before Meng Dong could answer, Qing Ming on the side had already stared: "You're blind, and you didn't see who it was, so you just used that trick?"

Although the young man didn't know Meng Dong, but Qingming had followed Yan Hong to the hall before, and he always had an impression of the people around King Nanjun. When he turned his eyes to Meng Dong again, he couldn't help being surprised, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, just He lowered his head: "Young master, young master, you can take a look. If you have any orders, feel free to summon the villain."

Meng Dong responded, took off the cloak on his body, and handed it to Qing Ming, with a smile on his face: "You don't have to be so nervous, although this Qiwu Pavilion is not a good place in your eyes, after all, I grew up here , there are many of them."

"My lord, the villain doesn't mean that, the villain just..."

"You're just afraid that the words will reach your lord's ears, so I'll take you to Fengyue Land and recruit someone, right?" Meng Dong smiled and rolled his eyes, "I know most of the girls in this restaurant, but they all They're just poor girls, I won't think of them, and they don't dare to think of me. Besides, you think I'm your prince?"

Qingming knew that Meng Dong was just talking about his lord's previous criticisms, so he couldn't help defending Yan Hong: "Qing Tian can prove that my lord has never recruited any girls."

"That's right, your lord never recruits girls." Meng Dong put the emphasis on the last two words, then couldn't help laughing, and waved to Qingming, "You can just sit here in this hall, Drink some tea, I'll go shopping alone, and I'll call you if something happens."

Qingming knew that Meng Dong grew up in this Qiwu Hall, and also knew that he must have experienced many things in the past, and revisiting his old place today, he would like to stay alone even more.After the Qiwu Pavilion was taken over by Yan Hong, it has been cleaned up, so there is nothing to worry about, so he responded: "The villain is waiting for you here."

This Qiwu Pavilion seems to have undergone many changes, but in fact it has not changed much.Yan Hong has changed a lot of people, but the pavilions and pavilions are still the same as before, without any change.When the Qiwu Pavilion was built back then, Meng Dong had already put a lot of thought into it. For his own needs in the future, he spent a lot of thought on this pavilion.Knowing that he would live here for many years to come, he actually felt a little joy in building his new home.

It's just that no matter how much thought you put into it, it can't be considered a home.After all, home is not just an empty house, more importantly, there must be someone who loves you.

Meng Dong wandered around in the main building at will, and naturally went to the backyard.The room he used to live in seemed to be preserved by Yan Hong on purpose. Meng Dong opened the door and went in to take a look, and found that the layout hadn't changed in the slightest, and there were even traces of daily cleaning. His clothes, books and other things have been moved into Nanjun Wangfu unconsciously, and this room looks a bit cold.

But it used to be a safe haven for the young Meng Dong.

Meng Dong leaned against the door of the room, and he could almost see a half-grown boy inside, reading and writing, playing the piano and painting. All the past times that Meng Dong felt less depressed were spent here alone.

Meng Dong slightly bent his lips, stretched out his hand to close the door again, turned his back and continued to walk forward, and before he knew it, he came to the small building that he was all too familiar with.That place that made him feel suffocated every time he got close to it for more than ten years.

Compared with Meng Dong's room, this small building is not treated so well. Although it seems that no one has changed this place, it seems that no one is near at all. When Meng Dong opened the door, he could even see the dust that choked him. I couldn't help but took a step back.

When this small building was built, it didn't have a single window, so even if the person who was afraid of the light no longer lived here, it was still dark here.Meng Dong stood at the door for a while, but he didn't take a step inside after all.

He turned around, looked around and saw a young man guarding not far away, and waved to him, the young man obviously had an order, and hurried over: "My lord, what are your orders?"

Meng Dong pointed to the small building behind him: "Get some craftsmen to install some doors and windows for this building. After so many years, let it see through."

The boy glanced at the small building, hesitantly, but he still responded: "Yes, young master."

Meng Dong lowered his eyes, smiled softly, turned around, and walked towards the main building again.The weather outside was still very cold. Although Meng Dong was wearing a lot of clothes, his face was still red from the cold, and he couldn't help taking a few quick steps, but when he walked to the side door, he met a figure who was opening the curtain. bumped into each other.

Meng Dong took a step back, and before he could speak, he heard a reprimand: "Who is this reckless, if my girl has any good or bad..."

"Shut up!" The maid's scolding was interrupted by a soft voice, "I didn't expect to meet you here today by such a coincidence. I'm really sorry, is your body okay?"

Meng Dong didn't expect that he would bump into Jiang Liu here: "It's okay, I left too hastily, so I didn't scare you, did I?" As he spoke, his eyes subconsciously fell on Jiang Liu, only to realize later. He felt that it was Jiang Liu's stomach that the maid was protecting nervously just now, even though it was covered by clothes, it still seemed unusual there.

Jiang Liu noticed that Meng Dong's gaze was just a smile, and she took a step back: "It's very cold outside, young master, let's come in and talk."

Meng Dong responded, and followed Jiang Liu into the hall. The two of them were very familiar with this place, so they found a private room without anyone to lead the way.Jiang Liu's maid had already recognized Meng Dong, and knowing the status of this man in the heart of the Nanjun King, she didn't dare to speak again, so she quickly ordered hot tea and poured it for the two of them.

Holding the teacup, Meng Dong warmed his hands, but couldn't help but look at Jiang Liu. He remembered the scene of the last meeting. He thought that Jiang Liu should have been pregnant at that time, but the month should not be too old, so I didn't notice it myself.

Meng Dong took a sip of tea before slowly saying, "It's so cold today, why did you come here?"

"I'm here to meet an old friend," Jiang Liu smiled softly, "I don't know if you still remember, it's Miss Honglian. Like me, she used to be a young lady. I met her when I was in the restaurant. Good friends. During the period when the Qiwu Pavilion fell into the hands of others, she was also forced to pick up the guests. She even chose a special date and offered a price. She has always been tough, and she has no choice but to fall into the world, but she doesn't want to fall again. Not only did she slash her own face, but she also hanged herself. She was rescued later, but her face was scarred. After the prince took over the Qiwu Pavilion, he treated her leniently and treated her well. I don't think she can't welcome guests after her face is hurt, so I let her stay in this restaurant. It's just that I'm always thinking about it, so I will come over from time to time to have a look, and at least we can talk together."

Meng Dong nodded lightly: "Everyone has their own destination. Although it may be pitiful for others to hurt her face, for her, it might not be a good thing enough to be relieved."

Jiang Liu nodded lightly, with a smile on her lips: "She told me just now that she has been in the museum for many years, but only now is the time when she feels most comfortable."

Meng Dong responded, and glanced at her again: "You came here by yourself today? Why didn't Mr. Xu go with you?"

Just as Jiang Liu was about to answer, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and Qingming's voice came over: "My lord! Something is wrong!"

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