Ascension

A gentleman came to Yanqing Princess Mansion, Mr. Liang Shang.

Wen Liang twisted half of the broken hair on the ground, and glanced at the other half that was caught in the corner of the wooden door, no surprise and defense could be shown on his wooden face.

This method was taught by Yan Siyu.The more noble a person is, the more he must keep himself in a trap box in accordance with his status, because there will be countless strange people and strangers thinking about their noble lives.

There is a day when I will be missed by the nobles.

Wen Liang pushed open the door and stepped into his empty courtyard.

How can the eternal loneliness and depression here compare to the red candle warming the tent in Changpei Palace?But this is where he should live.

His salary is meager, and he has no face to touch Princess Yanqing's dowry. Yan Siyu's reward is more like poison that pierces his intestines, slowly destroying his spine.Every plant and tree in the small courtyard is his own, so he has no choice but to follow the owner to abjection, because he doesn't know how much his self-esteem is worth.

"General, Dong Yan sent it."

The servant had one leg limped, and there was a huge scar on the left half of his face. The scariest thing was that half of the left eye was sliced ​​off with the eyelid by a sharp tool, leaving a dark red hole.

Wen Liang took the invitation card from the old department, didn't rush to look at it, and asked: "It's rainy these days, do you want to ask the doctor to take a look at your leg?"

The servant repeatedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, doctors in the capital are too expensive! Back in Huainan, old man Qi didn't need money to see a doctor, and the small ones didn't take advantage of their advantages. In fact, how can they be so delicate?"

"The maid next to Yanqing is willing to treat you for free, so let her treat you, gentlemen, don't talk about it."

"Her? That's an elite person who specializes in treating the princess. Besides..." the servant lowered his voice, "This woman is no less thoughtful than the doctor sent by Princess Xiang'an."

Wen Liang smiled wryly, and said helplessly: "In the muddy water of the capital, it's not easy to find someone with a shallow mind. There's half a coin here, you can find a doctor yourself."

"I said no!" The servant said with a face full of anger.He and Wen Liang are friends by fate, and they don't speak in an official tone, "General the day before yesterday, you rejected all the rewards from His Majesty, and the Habayashi Army may trouble you again, so save some savings to be on guard."

Be on guard, in this place where the blood is not seen, how much money can guard against?

The old subordinate has a bad temper, so Wen Liang still put away the money and opened Dong Yan's invitation.

"What is Dong Yan asking me to do?" He frowned.

"I don't know. The man put down the invitation and left, and he didn't care if the general went or not. But I heard that many young talents in Beijing have received this invitation."

Could it be Yan Siyu's arrangement that Dong Yan invited him just by the way?

Wen Liang recalled that the spies arranged by His Highness at Xilu have been sending news frequently recently, and maps of Xilu and border towns were hung up in the study of Changpei Palace early. Although spring and summer are not good seasons for sending troops, maybe His Highness wants to make deployments early. .

The date of the banquet is this afternoon, so it is obviously inappropriate to go to Changpei Palace to ask now.He hesitated for a moment, then said: "Get ready, I'll go see what he's famous for."

After all, he was worried that this was arranged by Yan Siyu, and if he didn't go, it would go against his will and ruin his arrangement.

In fact, Wen Liang guessed right, but he never imagined that the protagonist of this arrangement was himself.

The banquet was held on a boat on the Chunlin River, and the boat was full of talented and beautiful people. I wish I could invite all the romantic figures in this beautiful river and mountains, and each stake out their chips to compete in the world.

Compared with them, Wen Liang who was sitting in the corner was obviously old.His face is still handsome and tough, and the corners of his eyes and brows are full of stubbornness like a stone, but this stubborn stone has experienced the ups and downs of the world, leaving traces, in Yan Siyu's eyes, a stone full of years and seniority has its own youth The incomparable mature charm, facing the prosperity everywhere at this time, has become decadent.

Fortunately, he spent four years in this man-eating capital.The brats at the banquet belittled him, but they also respected him.Four years ago, he was the one who led the troops to attack the capital directly from Huainan, pulling down the deposed emperor who was in his prime of life, and changing the owner of the throne; and before four years ago, the name Wen Liang was the most powerful name at the frontier of this dynasty. Guaranteed, although the world is big, in terms of young talents, who can beat the Wen family's pen and arm?

But Dong Yan had to find someone who didn't know what to do to get Wen Liang into this situation.

"Why isn't Commander Wen accompanied by Mei Jiao Niang?"

This person appeared soon, holding an official prostitute on the Chunlin River, wearing fashionable Qingyun silk clothes, full of ambition, showing his sharpness.

Wen Liangqing sat there alone with a glass of wine, and he never drank a drop of the clear wine in his hand for a long time.

But the beauty who persuaded the drink was missing?He thought, smiling slightly.If there is really a beautiful woman to accompany him tonight, the whole boat of romance will be wiped out in an instant, trembling under the majesty of that Highness.

He said: "There is love in my heart, I dare not be presumptuous."

Dong Yan, who was walking a little distance away, paused when he heard the word "dare not", and watched the changes quietly.

"Love?" The young man was slightly drunk, put his arms around the shoulders of the official prostitute to support his body, leaned his head in front of Wen Liang's face, and said with a smile, "Do you love your beautiful wife or the power of that ugly woman? "

It was not Wen Liang who frowned first, but Dong Yan.He purposely found a dude who had feelings for Princess Yanqing because he didn't want to get involved in the government, he didn't expect this idiot to speak so uncontrollably.

The majestic image that Princess Xiang'an has erected in the court for more than 20 years has made "her" appearance a taboo topic, or almost all descriptions suitable for women are desecrated to the authority of the eldest princess, let alone in The public called her an "ugly woman".

Only Wen Liang remained calm, his heart was very righteous, but unfortunately he couldn't say it out loud: "This has nothing to do with the young master."

Yan Siyu's appearance is probably ugly for a woman, but this does not affect his attractiveness as a man.He is high in position and weight, elegant and clean, both civil and military, and the beauty of the world seems to be concentrated on him, and it is probably because of this that fate does not favor him so much.

Princess Yanqing is not bad, but in Wen Liang's eyes, she always lacks a bit of mysterious and mysterious feeling.This woman does not have the ever-changing mysterious temptation of ups and downs, she is always calm, peaceful, and a good wife and mother.

"Irrelevant?" The young man pushed the official prostitute away, and said angrily to Wen Liang, "You are very powerful, Prince Consort of Yanqing, my cousin-in-law!"

Wen Liang thought for a while before he remembered that this young man was Zhu Yi'an, the youngest son of Princess Shande, the younger sister of Emperor Xiande and Emperor Fei.

Zhu Yi'an's last words were so loud that everyone around looked at them, and the host of the banquet finally appeared on stage: "Be safe, both of you, and don't be impatient."

Dong Yan stood between the two, wearing a black Confucian shirt, with curved eyebrows and fine eyes, smiling like a spring mountain.

Wen Liang looked at him coldly, not even a confidant, a black dog with sharp minions.

Dong Yan subconsciously avoided his gaze, remembered the mission assigned by the eldest princess, puffed up his chest, and smiled at the crumbling general without soldiers.

He has no enmity or grudge, and he will not block each other's way. He just wants to do a good job and ask for credit from Princess Xiang'an.

"Master Zhu is drunk, why don't you help him to rest?" These words were addressed to the beautiful official prostitutes beside Zhu Yi'an.

Being in the same line of Changpei, Dong Yan's actions are beyond reproach.Gentle and unfulfilled, at least he was a hero four years ago, and he was the pillow of Princess Xiang'an. No matter how noble his blood was, Zhu Yi'an was just a commoner with no official position, even though his mother, Princess Shande, had a close relationship with the queen. .

Of course Zhu Yi'an didn't want to. He threw off the official prostitute and rushed to Wen Liang's case. He was about to reprimand him, but he met a pair of eyes that were neither sad nor happy.

What a pair of deep eyes!It seems that all the legends have faded away, revealing the weathered gravel below.From a distance, he is ordinary, but when he gets close to him, he realizes that this person is still a "military soul" with great military exploits, even if he is silent, he is extraordinary.

Zhu Yi'an suddenly woke up with a chill in his heart, feeling a little regretful.Like Princess Yanqing, he has the same temperament of not wanting to stir up troubles. Today, he was drunk by many inexplicable people, and he might cause big trouble for himself and his family.

But if he retreated at this point, he really couldn't save face, so he could only say: "You are sorry for her."

The words were still tough, but the tone couldn't help softening.

Wen Liang also felt strange, this "she" was his wife, and at this moment the young man said, "he" was sorry for "her".

The two parties were no longer in the mood to quarrel, so Dong Yan let the matter pass after a haha.Anyway, his original intention was just to let some people see Wen Liang, to pave the way for the big drama to come.

The author has something to say: Thank you Mr. Wan Hua for your hard work in compiling the article!

The careless and lazy stupid bows deeply~~