Linque

Xu Shi slept very comfortably this time. When he woke up, the sun was hanging far away in the west. It was already Shen Chu, and there was an extra layer of blanket on Ling Ye's body. Chu Heng was sitting beside him, holding Ling Ye's fingers Put it in the palm of your hand and play it carefully.

"What's the matter? Did you see something wrong?" Ling Ye glanced sideways for a while, and saw that he was so focused that he didn't notice, so he couldn't help but smile.

"Huh? Wake up?" Chu Heng raised his eyes, but he didn't let go of his palms. He squeezed Ling Ye's fingers and said, "I learned to read bones in Lishan before. Your Majesty's hands are very suitable for swordsmanship."

"When I first learned martial arts when I was young, my uncle also said similar things." Ling Ye sat up with his strength, and said with a smile, "But it's a pity that these hands were reincarnated by the wrong owner. It's hard, I can only hold the comb from time to time—"

After saying that, he signaled Chu Heng to turn around, Gao Bandit, who was waiting beside him, brought the jade comb and headband quickly, Ling Ye reached out to take them, and began to tie Chu Heng's hair.

He didn't wake up earlier than Ling Ye, and just now he only cared about playing with Ling Ye's hands. His hair didn't get through after drying on the smoker cage. The servant brought a bronze mirror, and when he saw Chu Heng's face, it was also reflected behind him. Ling Ye focused on his serious face.

This is not the first time the emperor has tried it. A quarter of an hour later, Chu Heng looked at the few strands of hair hanging down from his temples in the mirror, turned around and nodded Ling Ye's hand, shook his head and said, "Compared to this The exquisite moves when wielding swords with both hands, the way this hair is tied is at least a million miles away. It is better to hold less combs and more swords..."

With staring eyes bent, Chu Heng took the comb from Ling Ye, motioned him to sit in front of the mirror, and helped him straighten his sleepy hair, "Learn a bit." From the tray held by the waiter He took the jade crown and tied Ling Ye's hair.

Although His Majesty was a little unconvinced when he was ridiculed, he had to admit that his craftsmanship was really not comparable to others.Speaking of which, Chu Heng is a serious son of the Hou family, and he is used to being served by others since he was a child. He has a high status in Lishan, and there are only a lot of servants under his orders. He really needs to do things like hair and crowns by himself. In fact, there are not many times, it can only be said that people are naturally dexterous.

His Majesty opened his palms and looked at his own, suddenly felt a little worry, sighed and said: "If you don't become the emperor in the future, what can I do to support you."

"Ah?" Chu Heng straightened the jade crown for him, and leaned over to his neck to have a look, "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

Ling Ye took one of his hands and shook it, "We still need to discuss it. After 20 years, Ayan can be the leader on his own, and I will be able to step back. At that time, I have to find someone else." Are you decent enough to support your family?"

"Well——" Chu Heng nodded, held his hand, went around and sat down on the other side, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Then let Gu Chongjiu draw some paintings and sell them."

Gu Chongjiu made some calculations, then frowned and said: "Gu Chongjiu is not well-known, Shanhua has a picky taste, and the money for selling paintings is probably not enough to order two meals for Shanhua."

Shanhua said that it made sense, "Fame is cultivated, we have to start now and cultivate it for 20 years, by then Gu Chongjiu will become a master of painting."

Eunuch Gao, who was standing on the sidelines, watched the two masters seriously thinking about the future livelihood issues, and couldn't help sighing silently in his heart.

Chu Heng was silent for a while, then came up with a new idea. He squeezed Ling Ye's palm and said, "Although these hands are not very good for binding my hair, they still hold the sword quite well. From now on, I will go dart with others and walk on the road." Wherever you go, you can draw wherever you go. With a brush in one hand and a sword in the other, how can it be difficult to travel the world together? If this is not enough to support the family, then there is no other way. Give me bedtime and help me comb my hair during the day."

The smile in Ling Ye's eyes could hardly hold, he nodded and said yes.

Chu Heng leaned his head on his shoulder, looked at the sun going west outside the bright window, and asked softly after a while: "If one day I really retreat, don't you want to live in Jiuchong Que forever?"

The corners of Ling Ye's lips curled up, and he shook his head, unable to say: "Jiuzhong Que is big, but after 20 years, I will always get tired of it. I can't let go of the responsibility of the world and Kyushu. I want you to stay here with me for the first 20 years. The next day The earth is big, let me accompany you."

Chu Heng bent his eyes, nodded and said yes: "Then I will travel all over Kyushu, to see the rivers, lakes and seas of Dayin, and to see the beautiful mountains and rivers that my majesty governs."

"Okay, I'll go with you. But—" Ling Ye beckoned the waiter to bring the long table over, and Gao Bandit immediately presented the pile of memorials brought by the emperor when he came. Ling Ye picked up a brush and stuffed it again. He picked one up and put it in Chu Heng's hand: "In order to see it better in the future, I have to work first, and the queen can't be lazy."

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Ling Ye stayed with Chu Heng in the Shanglinyuan Palace for another two days. By the [-]rd day of the first lunar month, all the scabs on Chu Heng's face had fallen off without leaving any scars. His skin was as smooth as ever, and he could finally go out to bask in the sun It blows.

The two of them first went to Shanglinyuan hunting ground to experience a hunting addiction that they could not fully enjoy during the spring search. When it was approaching the evening of the [-]rd, Chu Heng went to Luyuan. , Chu Heng wanted to see off his wife.

After leaving the Shanglinyuan Palace, the two parted ways. Luyuan was on the outskirts of the city at the other end, and they had to cross half of the inner and outer cities of the imperial capital to get there.

Chu Heng rode a horse and walked slowly towards the dew garden. Along the way, he saw people coming and going in front of the mansions of high-ranking officials from famous families in the inner city, and the inns and bookstores in the outer city were even more crowded.The Enke Examination is planned to be held in March and April. As soon as New Year's Day is over, students from all over Kyushu will go to Beijing to prepare for the exam.

There were also many people submitting papers in front of the gate of Lishan Dew Garden. Chu Heng took a look at it from a distance and went to the back door by detour.

At that time, in the back garden, Mu Xiyun was tending a few begonias in early spring, his back was facing her, and a person was standing in a pavilion a few steps away, his whole body was covered in a black cloak, his head was wearing a hood and his face was covered with a mask. appearance. ①

The back garden was quiet and there was no one else. The person who came was supposed to be talking to Mu Xiyun, but the two of them were very strange. They turned their backs to each other a few steps away, neither of them saw each other, and the words they said were extremely trivial. One or the other.

At the end, Mu Xiyun carried the pot to water the begonias, and opened his lips to mention something: "I heard that Helan Tuo, the holy son of Yujiang, disappeared after he attempted to assassinate the prince. He escaped from the Dayin Gate. However, Helanduo had bad luck. He was accurately set up by his younger brother Weixi three hundred miles away from the royal city, and was assassinated by the head of the owl. Xunxin, borrowing a knife to kill someone, don’t you think so?”

The visitor was silent for a while, but he didn't deny it. His voice was deep and indistinguishable, and he said without any hesitation: "If I can send him to live, I can also let him die. If you want to blame, you can only blame the royal families all over the world. Brothers fight against the wall and kill each other, Dayin Yujiang likes to act in this drama."

Mu Xiyun didn't respond, and continued: "Your Majesty trusts you very much?"

The visitor didn't answer, but asked instead: "Since when did Lishan start to care about these things? Could it be that the young Dongjun came to the imperial capital and served as the imperial servant, so Lishan also turned around?"

Mu Xiyun's face turned cold, and the person who came turned his back to her, but he seemed to be able to see it, and before she could speak, he continued: "The king set up a trick for Helan to drill, and reached an iron alliance with him. Now that Helan Tuo is dead and the covenant has been broken, Ling Ye should thank me... Time flies, and the prince who was embattled in the palace back then has become the real emperor who ruled the world. Sure enough, it's not his opponent, it's very good... In this generation of the Ling family, it's finally a good bamboo shoot from a bad bamboo."

Mu Xiyun's hand holding the handle of the pot tightened, she closed her eyes and fell silent for a while, when suddenly she heard the sound of a horse being reined in from the back door, her complexion changed slightly and she hurriedly turned around, and faster than Mu Xiyun, the black robe The visitor immediately restrained his breath, his body flashed, and he jumped out of the side wall almost at the same time as the horseshoe stopped outside the door, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, the back door was pushed open, and Chu Heng walked in.

Mu Xiyun took a deep breath, and looked at him with a smile on his face: "Ah Yue is here, this is chickenpox, is it all right? Come here and let me see if there is no scar left?"

"I didn't stay." Chu Heng called out to his wife, and while walking forward, he glanced around a few times, and his brows moved slightly.

Mu Xiyun put down the pot for watering the flowers, looked carefully at his face, then nodded and smiled and said: "That's good, Shuli has been thinking about seeing you with chickenpox for several days, but now it's completely in vain. "

Chu Heng let out a "tch", looked at Mu Xiyun, and asked, "Master, did someone come here just now?"

Mu Xiyun lowered his head and looked away, picked up the kettle again, and said with a light smile, "Oh... it's just an old friend from the past who came to see him off. You just left before you came."

Chu Heng's eyes flickered slightly, he nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Just before he got off his horse, he had a faint feeling that besides his mistress, there should be another person in the back garden, and he seemed to be... a peerless master of the grand master level.

In today's imperial capital, people with such strength can be counted on one hand, each with a name and a surname.

But the "old friend" that Mu Xiyun said, Chu Heng had an intuition that it should not be anyone he knew.

Mu Xiyun didn't seem to want to mention more, Chu Heng suppressed the doubts in his heart, and asked instead: "Where's Ye Shuli?"

"I went out at noon, and said that I will leave tomorrow. A few friends want to give him a farewell party. They should be the eldest sons of the Yong'an Hou family."

"...Friend? When did he have such a good relationship with Xiao Gaomin?" Chu Heng muttered in wonder, then raised his eyebrows and said, "He still wants to drink? The second uncle sent him here to let him come Looking for a wife, did he go back empty-handed and figure out how to get scolded?"

Chu Heng gloated, but Mu Xiyun snorted when he heard the words: "I'm ashamed to say that I will definitely be more successful than you after reading the book, and your master didn't ask you to pay for yourself when he nodded and asked you to come to the imperial capital." , Have you thought about how to see your master in the future? He wrote back and said to me that you being someone else's wife is either because his teachings over the years have been wrong, or you deserve to be beaten. You choose one to write back to him Bar."

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