Linque

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Heng came out from the guard camp and continued to go to the Hall of Jingcheng to "serve Mo".

It was only when I went out that I noticed that Xiao Zhang, who succeeded me at the gate of the Hall of Martial Arts, was already sitting happily in the duty room.

Xiaozhang saw Chu Heng coming out, quickly waved to him, poked his head out of the window, grabbed a handful of preserved fruit and put it in Chu Heng's hand, with a pitiful look and a sympathetic tone: "Eat some, eat a meal less , maybe I won’t be able to eat it in the future.”

Chu Heng: "..."

Without waiting for him to speak, Xiao Zhang raised his hand and patted his shoulder again: "Needless to say, we all understand." Then he sighed and turned his head to lean on the recliner.

Holding the preserved fruit specially provided by the gate of the Hall of Martial Arts in his hand, Chu Heng glanced at Xiaozhang who was napping and basking in the sun under the window of the duty room, feeling a little envious in his heart.

Today is the sixteenth, it was Chu Heng's turn to take a break, but he was just transferred to the imperial court this morning, and it was too late to meet the saint, so he really didn't dare to make a decision at this moment - he was afraid of him It's off for a bath in the afternoon, if His Majesty asks about it tomorrow, he only needs to say a few words lightly, and he will stop thinking about going out of the palace every day of the month from now on.

For the sake of the long-term, Chu Heng had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to be on duty. By the way, he prayed that Ling Qi, the leader of the Son of Heaven's shadow guard, was still not in front of the imperial court.

Chu Heng picked up a piece of green plum and bit it in his mouth, slowed down and walked towards Jingzhang Palace.

At that time, in the Hall of Jingcheng, Ling Qi was secretly reporting matters with the emperor, and no one was left inside or outside the study.

"Your Majesty, news came from the border of Jingzhou. Three months ago, there was a change in the sixteen tribes of Yujiang. There is a nickname called 'Galezhu', which means 'crazy', and he is radical. Helan Tuo succeeds the queen of Yujiangjiao, and the Northwest Silk Road may be blocked."

The emperor's eyes moved slightly, and he tapped lightly on the case in front of him twice with his fingers, and said softly after a while, "Su Lang sent a letter saying that he will return to the imperial capital in the middle of next month, and Duke Ying Su Que will be here soon."

"Yes." Ling Qi echoed again: "On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Empress Dowager celebrates her birthday, and the city lords and princes from all walks of life come to Beijing to celebrate her birthday. Duke Ying and Marquis Shuo'an are currently dispatching troops at the four borders to wait for the martial law in Zhongzhou .”

The emperor said "hmm" with a calm voice: "Let's put Yu Jiang's matter in advance, don't be in a hurry, and order the governor of Jingzhou to observe the changes temporarily. In addition, since the Empress Dowager is a thousand years old, it is time for King Jing to return to the imperial capital from Jiangjincheng."

When Ling Qi heard the word "King King", the veins on his forehead twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "In the past two years, there has been no change in Jiang Jincheng. However, the private contacts between the Yanxi Zhong clan and the Nanxi Wu clan have not been interrupted. The concubine Zhong Shi Yiyun, whom the Empress Dowager chose with King Jing in the past, is a disciple of Nanxi Great Wu Jingxueli. This time, Nanxi should also send envoys to congratulate the Empress Dowager."

The emperor nodded, indicating that he knew.

Before stepping into Jingzhang Palace, Chu Heng finally managed to finish eating the preserved fruit in his hand, paused for a moment in front of the palace gate, and walked in with lowered eyes.

Walking to the front of the Jingcheng Hall, he had just set foot on the platform, and he paused slightly, noticing that all the palace servants who were on duty outside the study in the morning were standing in front of the hall.Among them were a few unfamiliar Tianzi Shadow Guards standing under the corridor of the main hall, as if they were waiting for someone.

Chu Heng frowned lightly, a bad premonition flashed in his heart.

In the study, Ling Qi looked a little dignified, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, two months ago, Han Chengmiao had secretly investigated Nanshan and Cangwu about the matter of Dichun Terrace, but there was no result. Next two."

Emperor Chuntai.

Chu Heng's mind was tense, the tips of his ears moved slightly, and he slowed down his pace and walked towards the gate of the palace slowly, seeming to have captured these three words in the blur.

Seeing him coming, the guards in front of the hall lowered their voices and said, "The shadows inside are reporting matters, and the emperor will not keep anyone at the moment. Do you still have to face the saint in the afternoon? Should you wait here first? Or go to the side hall to sit for a while It's also possible."

Ling Qi.

Chu Heng's heart sank slightly, and his inner breath was restrained to the extreme in an instant.Thanking the guard, he immediately turned and walked towards the side hall.

After walking a few feet away, Chu Heng keenly heard the sound of the palace door opening and closing behind him.He frowned, and gradually quickened his pace quietly.

Seeing that Ling Qi had come out, the guard hurriedly wanted to stop Chu Heng, only to turn around to see that Chu Heng had almost reached the corner of the corridor.

Ling Qi glanced casually along the line of sight of the guards in front of the palace, and just about to look away, his eyebrows twitched suddenly.His heart trembled, and he looked at the back of the figure walking around the corner again.

The strange and unfathomable feeling just now seemed to be just a delusional illusion. When he looked at the past for the second time, the owner of the back should be just a beginner who has just started martial arts.

"Who was that in the past?" Ling Qi asked.

"Oh, he was transferred to Yuqian from the Hall of Martial Arts today, and his name is Chu Heng."

Ling Qi nodded. He remembered the name, and the strange feeling in his heart was dispelled again. He took the shadow guards waiting in the corridor and walked out.

Chu Heng turned around the corner of the corridor, waited quietly for a cup of tea, and watched Ling Qi's back disappear into the halls of Jingzhang Palace.

He wasn't sure if Yingshou would come to Jingcheng Hall again in the afternoon, but his own people had already arrived at Jingzhang Palace, and if he went back now, he would be presumptuous and asking for trouble, not to mention that the sixteenth of every month would be gone in the future. There is no need to continue to remember the twenty rods.

In a dilemma, Chu Heng saw from a distance several attendant scholars walking towards the imperial study on the west side of Jingzhang Palace.

Chu Heng suddenly remembered that before he left the Hall of Jingcheng this morning, His Majesty had finished reviewing the memorial presented by Shang Shutai today.According to the ceremonies of the former court that he read in the Hall of Martial Arts after lunch, after the government affairs are over, he, the Imperial Servant Mo, is just like those scholastic servants, just waiting for orders by the Jingzhang Palace, without having to go to His Majesty again.

Even if Ling Qi went back to Jingcheng Hall again, as long as he couldn't meet each other, there would be no clues.Chu Heng felt relieved, and continued to walk towards the side hall.

Unexpectedly, he had only been sitting there for less than two quarters of an hour when Eunuch Gao, the head of the Jingcheng Hall, came over, saw him at a glance, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty calls."

Chu Heng immediately choked on his tea, stood up and asked hesitantly, "Does the Master know what's going on?"

Bandit Gao was very happy, his eyes almost narrowed into two slits, he glanced at the rest of the people in the side hall, looked at Chu Heng's knee leisurely, and deliberately raised his voice: "What to do in the morning, what to do in the afternoon. "

These words were an answer to Chu Heng's question, but they didn't seem to be addressed to him.

Bandit Gao quietly winked at Chu Heng, Chu Heng was silent, and followed out with a low eyebrow.

Walking along the corridor to the front of the hall, from the corner of the eye, I happened to catch a glimpse of Ling Qi and the others coming out of the Jingzhang Palace from a distance, and headed out of the palace gate.

Chu Heng calmed down a little, his tensed strings slightly loosened, and he stepped into the study room in the hall to salute and pay his respects.

Ling Ye raised his eyes and saw Chu Heng coming in, put down the teacup in his hand, slightly raised the corners of his lips, did not cry out, and asked after a while: "Where are you?"

The scene in front of me seems a bit familiar, and it really is "what to do in the morning, and what to do in the afternoon".

Chu Heng beat a small drum in his heart, and recalled the former court ceremony that he had seen in the Hall of Martial Arts at noon, and suddenly regained confidence, raised his eyes and replied: "I have been waiting in the side hall."

"Piandian?" Ling Ye's eyebrows stretched, and he spoke with a smile, "The servant Mo in front of the imperial court can't come to Yuqian, but hides in the side hall and is lazy. Do you want me to send someone to invite him?"

Of course Chu Heng refused to admit it, and immediately made an excuse: "I didn't. According to the old court rules, Your Majesty has finished reading the memorial in the morning, and the imperial servant Mo will be on duty in the afternoon. If you are not called, you will not enter the palace."

"Oh, follow the old rules." The emperor raised his brows lightly and nodded.However, before Chu Heng could make up his mind, His Majesty suddenly said again: "Why didn't I know that before you, I had selected other imperial servants, so where did you follow the old rules?"

Chu Heng's confidence suddenly became weaker. He squeezed his palms, straightened his back and looked up at the emperor, trying his best to appear righteous: "I have read the former court ceremony in the Hall of Martial Heroes."

Front court ceremony?

Ling Ye bent his eyes when he heard the words, and asked instead: "Whose servant are you?"

Chu Heng didn't understand why he asked this question, he paused for a moment and replied: "...It belongs to His Majesty."

The answer to this question was obvious, but as soon as the four words were uttered, Chu Heng was suddenly a little dazed.

The hall was silent for a moment, and the afternoon breeze leaked in through the window lattice, and the sweet-scented osmanthus branches inserted in the celadon cup swayed gently in the breeze, filling the room with a delicate fragrance.

Ling Ye's eyes moved slightly, and after a while he asked with a smile, "Since it belongs to me, why did you follow the old rules of the late emperor?"

Chu Heng was suddenly at a loss for words, and his eyes were lowered, not knowing how to refute.

His Majesty then said again: "Come here."

Chu Heng felt apprehensive, and felt more and more that he had walked the old way in the morning, so he got up and walked to the side of the imperial case to stand still, and couldn't help but sneak a few glances in the direction of the pen holder.

Ling Ye followed his anxious gaze and looked at the pen that had not been sharpened. He couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart, and said solemnly: "The ceremony of the front court will be changed in the future, and the servant Mo is not allowed to be on duty. Go to the Jingzhang Palace to be lazy, and you are not allowed to read the memorials, but you are only allowed to work in the Jingcheng Palace."

His Majesty said in a golden voice, the imperial servant Mo this time is really "the imperial" so much that he can't be "the imperial" anymore.

Chu Hengying claimed that it was true, knowing that the matter of the side hall was over, and at the same time withdrew his eyes from looking at the pen from time to time.

Seeing his apparently relaxed expression, Ling Ye couldn't help being a little curious: "Did you get punished often in Lishan?"

Chu Heng was taken aback when he heard the words, and replied: "No, except for the master...except for the head master, no one will punish you on weekdays..."

Chu Heng paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered the abnormal gaze that Ling Qining, the leader of the Shadow Guard of the Son of Heaven, had looked at him just now outside Jingcheng Hall. He felt a little shivering, so he added: "Well...and my elder brother."

Chu Heng's heart was broken, and he simply broke the jar: "He is the most vicious person in Lishan Mountain. Every now and then, he will call the minister to Wangshu Palace to be beaten. Everyone is scared by him."

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Ji Wuyue: Chu Heng, you have no heart.