The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

Wan Zixiao never traded at a loss.

The mist in the morning made Mount Luoxia even more desolate. There were neither fireworks nor hunters and woodcutters. There was only a new tomb standing alone on the mountainside in the endless forest.There is no weed in front of the tomb, and the exquisite snacks, wine and food have not yet spoiled, obviously someone often comes to clean and pay homage.The sound of approaching footsteps broke the silence here, a figure in a purple brocade robe slowly stepped out of the white mist, and a little girl in pink and a bun tightly hugged a food box and followed step by step.

After arranging the food and wine, lighting the ingots stacked in tinfoil, the flying ashes stuck to the skirt of the clothes and refused to come off, as if expressing the reluctance of the deceased.

The incense candle with the scent of sandalwood was burning unhurriedly, and Xiao Yun said softly, "Miss, this is the An Le Xiang brought back from Zhenyuan Temple by Master Wan, you and Xue Mutou enjoy it..."

I don't know if it was because of being smoked by the incense, but Xiaoyun's eyes turned red as he spoke: "Miss, the quietness here is just right for your temper... It's just that without my company, you will be somewhat lonely!"

Wan Zixiao put his hand on Xiaoyun's shoulder, and said with a smile on his pale face: "I think Miss Xia should be able to chat with Miss Zhou. Xiaoyun, Miss Zhou is naturally quiet, without you by the side Noisy, life must be more comfortable."

Xiao Yun's expression changed abruptly, and he turned his head to stare at Wan Zixiao: "Then Miss Xia can't compare to me! How does she know what Miss Xia likes and doesn't like!"

Wan Zixiao threw all the ingots in his hand into the flames, clapped his hands and stood up straight, his eyes seemed to be glued to the tombstone, with an inexplicable strange emotion.

The mist gradually dissipated, and a light layer of white dampened the corners of the clothes. Wan Zixiao pulled up Xiaoyun and pinned her loose hair behind her ears: "Don't blame Miss Zhou, since the wedding, the congratulatory gift from the two of you It hasn't been delivered yet. Fortunately, God knows, it won't take long for Aoki's 'new clothes' to be obtained."

There were several urgent bulletins a day ahead, and Zheng Yi held them in his hands, feeling anxious but extremely powerless.Emperor Jiayou said that he would hand over the power of deployment to the Ministry of War, but Jin Wang Han Jing didn't even pay attention to Emperor Jiayou himself, let alone a small Minister of the Ministry of War.Sending the king of Jin to lead the army can only be a draft on the desk.

The Ganzhou rebels captured another county seat, and the nearest station was already close to the capital Peiliang, so they couldn't wait.Zheng Yi wandered around the mansion for two days, and finally made up his mind to send an invitation to Wan Zixiao, the head of the Ministry of Punishment.Without refusing, the cunning and experienced Master Wan agreed very readily.

The banquet was held in Wan Zixiao's frequented Dong Lai Ke, before the appointed time, Zheng Yi was waiting in the box, with a piece of white jade lying in a half-open brocade box.

The sun had just set to the west, Wan Zixiao pushed open the wooden door of the box on time, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Zheng Yi walking back and forth uneasily: "Master Zheng, you came early!"

Just now he was completely caught in his own thoughts, Zheng Yi only realized that Wan Zixiao was already sitting at the table when he heard the voice, deliberately pushed Bai Yu in front of Wan Zixiao, and said with a sneer: "Master Wan is here, let's go first It’s not important to have something to eat, let’s talk while eating.”

"If it's not an important matter, I will leave first." As he said he was about to leave, but leaned back, Wan Zixiao smiled at Zheng Yi: "Master Zheng, if you have anything to say, you can just say it. Someone in Wan is stupid or not?" I like to hear something straightforward."

This is the end of the conversation, and he still doesn't know how to flatter him, Zheng Yi sullenly, with a serious expression: "My lord, today I have something to ask. Ganzhou has been in rebellion for a long time, and there is really no suitable commander. I will discuss this time It is more appropriate for the King of Jin to come forward: firstly, King Jin’s pacification of southern Xinjiang is well-known, and secondly, the strength of the Beijing Army can act as a deterrent."

Wan Zixiao took out the white jade, and put it in his hand: "Why does Lord Zheng ask to be dismissed from office when Prince Jin wants to go to war?"

"My lord Wan", Zheng Yi was a little anxious when he was pushed away: "Young Lord Jin is not a subordinate who dares to transfer easily! Zheng Yi obeys the orders of Prince Jin, and he is the weapon in the hands of Prince Jin. How can a weapon command the master?"

"I'm not the same." Wan Zixiao lowered her eyes, and the corners of her raised mouth curled down a few times: "Wan Zixiao is just a weapon that Prince Jin uses fairly easily! Mr. Zheng, we are all the same."

Zheng Yi gasped, and sat back in his seat decadently, his face full of disappointment.Both of them were silent, the servant who served food looked outside the door several times but did not dare to go in to disturb the two adults, the red candle on the table slapped, the flame suddenly jumped high, and the black shadow was cast on the wall. Swaying up and down, Wan Zixiao turned his head to look at Zheng Yi thoughtfully: "Master Zheng, I'll try it out! Zixiao can't guarantee whether he can be persuaded."

Zheng Yi licked his lower lip, raised the tea on the table and drank it in one gulp, cupped his hands and said, "If Master Wan can persuade the King of Jin to send troops, then if Master Wan has something to do, I, Zheng Yi, will definitely do my best."

"Master Zheng" Wan Zixiao gave a toast in return, playing with the small cup in his hand and said with a smile: "This time you can count as selling my favor?"

Years of ups and downs in the officialdom have made it difficult for people not to be smart. Zheng Yidui smiled and bowed to Wan Zixiao, who has a low official position: "Of course! Master Wan, don't worry...it's getting late, and Master Wan hasn't had dinner yet..."

Wan Zixiao waved his hand: "Dinner is nothing compared to it! I will try my best to not embarrass Mr. Zheng, but Mr. Zheng should remember what he said today."

Zheng Yi heaved a sigh of relief, stood up, and said with a serious face: "Your Majesty Wan, don't worry! Integrity is the most important thing in the army. I, Zheng Yi, was born as a general, and what I say must be practiced!"

Wan Zixiao put down the small teacup, pushed Bai Yu away, paced in front of Zheng Yi, and lowered his voice: "I was also in the army, so I naturally understand the importance of words. Mr. Zheng, General Zheng! When the mountain rain hits, I will ask the general Charge into battle."

Zheng Yi's heart turned cold, and there really wasn't much to gain from doing business with Wan Zixiao. He was sure that he was really caught in a fierce battle this time.It's just that he still doesn't know what it is and who it is.

The weeping willows on the banks of the Manhua Lake have sprouted new branches, and the tender green willow leaves are curled up. Even if the depression in winter has not completely subsided, the vitality of spring has already gained the upper hand.

One piece falls, and the outcome on the chessboard is divided.Han Jing didn't see the frustration of losing chess, so he smiled and picked up a small piece of light pink pastry and held it in front of Wan Zixiao: "Furong cake, Changle specially entrusted someone to bring it from Linjiang. That girl likes it very much, you come too Try it."

Wan Zixiao lowered her head slightly, her brows and eyes crooked with a smile, took a bite, looked at the eagerness in Han Jing's eyes, but didn't comment, and only waited for Su Hua to melt in her mouth before uttering two words: "Sweet. "

Han Jing couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, he withdrew his hand embarrassingly, threw the remaining half piece of hibiscus cake into his mouth, waited for a while, and said: "It's really sweet, after all, it's something girls like..."

Wan Zixiao shook her head when she heard the words, picked up the chess pieces one by one and threw them back into the box: "The lord just came to play chess with me today and have tea?"

"Over the past few years, Master Qi has given away all the congratulatory gifts that can be given on his birthday," Wan Zixiao saw that Han Jing didn't answer, so he continued on his own: "It's really difficult to come up with new ideas."

Han Jing's face changed slightly, and he seemed to have something to say and then pressed it back into his stomach, only waiting for Wan Zixiao's next words.

Wan Zixiao shook her long sleeves, her previous relaxed smile disappeared without a trace, facing the prince's displeasure, she remained unmoved at all: "The people in Ganzhou are troubled, the court is in turmoil, if the prince can send troops to quell the civil strife at this time, It is the best congratulatory gift for Young Master Qi!"

Han Jing looked tangled, picked up the still warm teacup and said: "It is indeed a brilliant idea. Going up to Lide can win the hearts of the people, and I still voted for Xiaoshan's favor... Sending him a world of peace is indeed more pleasing than Zhu Yuyu. , my Zi Xiao understands the human heart best!"

Wan Zixiao didn't say a word, and continued to put away the mess with a cold face.

After a moment of depressing silence, Han Jing pushed the chessboard to the ground, stretched out his hand to pinch Wan Zixiao's chin, and made his face face him, staring at his slightly upturned eyes with mottled eyes: "Zixiao, have you ever thought about it?" , what if my intention today is just to play chess with you and have tea?"

Wan Zixiao obviously hadn't thought about this question, and after a moment of astonishment, he raised his lips and smiled: "Really? It's the kindness of the prince, and please don't blame Zixiao."

Han Jing let go of his hand without reproach, and his voice was soft: "Zi Xiao, I don't want you to be disappointed again."

In the Qingming Festival of the fourth year of Jiayou, Jin Wang Han Jing took the initiative to invite Ying. Three days later, he commanded [-] Beijing troops and headed straight for Ganzhou with Gao Gong as the vanguard.