All rivers and mountains are safe

As the evening approached, dark clouds hung low and the weather was gloomy, suggesting that a heavy rain was coming.

Lu Ciheng walked out from Huaxing Hall, looking gloomily at the dark cloud-covered sky in the distance, the scene when he was in the hall just now is still vivid in his memory.

Lu Ciheng hadn't met his father a few times, let alone had any admiration for him. Lu Chengjing obviously didn't like him either, and the two of them couldn't even pretend to be kind and filial.

Lu Chengjing first praised him a few words in a fake manner, then changed the subject, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I know, you have worked hard in the army for the past few years, and when you come back this time, you will stay in Shangjing and take care of yourself." Rest and rest, I have already repaired a house in Beijing for you, and it will be your palace."

"You don't have to worry about the northwest side. I sent Yang Che, the Great General of Yubei, to take over the army. The crown prince will bring food and grass with him to supervise the army. We will definitely win a big victory."

Lu Ciheng sneered in his heart, he led people to guard for nearly a month, but in the end he made a wedding dress for the prince.

He hummed and mocked in front of Lu Chengjing: "What are you going to do with Lu Qingshi? Do you want to sit back and enjoy the success?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Chengjing frowned suddenly.

"I spent five years in the army, climbing up bit by bit. Now the battle is tense. If I don't return to Beijing, the army will have no food and grass. You are using food and grass as a coercion to call me into Beijing at this time. In the eyes of all the soldiers, it is tantamount to running away." After Lu Ciheng figured out his intention, his tone became colder, "I ran away, and Lu Qingshi went to the army with food and grass, and with Yang Che leading the army, he Just going to supervise the army, you can conquer the hearts of the army without a single soldier, you are very scheming."

"Lu Ciheng! How did you talk to me? I really gave you a face!" Standing on a high place, Lu Chengjing threw the porcelain cup on the table to his chest, and said angrily: "From entering the palace to now, You don't show respect and don't take off your armor, do you still see me as the emperor?!"

"Why, did I hit the target?" The porcelain cup hit the army armor, fell to pieces, and the hot tea turned sideways and landed on his boots. Lu Ciheng stood still, turning a blind eye to Lu Chengjing's anger, sarcastically Said: "You are the Ninth Five-Year Honor, you have to pay attention to your manners."

"When is it your turn to tell me what to do, you get out!" Lu Chengjing swept all the porcelain utensils on the case to the ground, his chest heaving with anger.

Lu Ciheng watched coldly, wishing to wrench the old man's head off, but he had no power and power, and he would die if he killed the king, so he could only swallow his anger, kicked open the palace door and went out.

Lu Chengjing made a grandiose statement, made him a prince of leisure, and gave him a mansion, but in fact, he went up and down secretly, cutting off all his power.

Lu Ciheng had no doubts, if it wasn't for this old man who didn't want to be blamed, Lu Chengjing would have preferred to kill him directly rather than conferring on the king's mansion.

Outside the palace wall, the sky was dark, the wind was howling, the wine flags and hanging lanterns were blown to this side, and many vendors were busy closing their stalls back.

"Bring me a jug of wine."

The peddler turned his back to the street, covered the wine jars on the cart with a cloth, and said perfunctorily: "I won't sell it anymore, it's going to rain today, I have to go back quickly, otherwise the wine jars will be destroyed by then." It’s raining, no one wants to buy…”

"I said, bring me a jug of wine!"

With a sound of "snap", the peddler was startled, turned around subconsciously, and saw that the man in front of him was vicious. The scabbard of the sword in his hand was slapped on the table, and the blade was pointed directly at his neck. Stains of dried blood.

"My lord, I, I'll get it for you right away." The peddler lifted the cloth stiffly, took a jar of wine, and handed it to him tremblingly.

Lu Ciheng picked the cork off the wine jar with his sword, took a big gulp into his mouth, threw down an ingot of broken silver, and left without looking back.

He carried the jar of wine and walked aimlessly on the street. The wine was spicy at the entrance and burned all the way down his throat to his stomach, making his whole body hot, but the aftertaste was sweet, and soon most of the jar of wine was absorbed. out of his mouth.

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, and most of the shops were closed. The laughter and noise in the building in front of me became more and more obvious.

Lu Ciheng raised his head and saw the signboard hanging above, so he knew where it was.

Nanfeng Pavilion - the place where the dignitaries in Shangjing come to seek pleasure from young men.

Lu Ciheng had heard of this place a few years ago when he was studying in Guozijian Middle School.

The Imperial College is the place where the princes study their studies, but Shen Mingan is well-known and has a good reputation. Many aristocratic families also want to send their own children here. Lu Chengjing only acquiesced in this matter, and Shen Mingan is not easy to refuse, so he also included professor.

Most of the sons of aristocratic families grew up holding them in the palm of their hands. The family was not strictly managed, and everything was followed by them, so they developed an indulgent and casual personality.

A few people skipped school and went to Nanfeng Pavilion. When they came to Guozijian the next day, they told everyone that this place was really a happy place in the world.

After all, they only dared to go secretly. If Shen Mingan found out about this, even if he offended the aristocratic family, he would definitely let these people go home.

It was gradually raining outside, and Lu Ciheng stood at the gate of Nanfeng Pavilion, staring at the young lady sitting in Taichung playing the piano without blinking.

The bustard dressed in gorgeous clothes came out to meet her, and lightly threw the handkerchief on Lu Ciheng's body, her dusty face was full of smiles, her voice was not suitable for her age, "It's a windy day, Seeing that the rain is about to fall heavily, what are you doing standing outside, why not come in and sit?"

As soon as he entered, Lu Ciheng smelled a strong scent of powder, and many young men inside had powder on their faces, sitting on the lap of the benefactor, showing a kind of softness.

The old bustard said courteously: "Which young lady does your lord take a fancy to?"

Lu Ciheng walked in drunkenly wearing military armor, and many people cast their gazes on him. Lu Ciheng ignored their gazes, just stared at the stage, and asked the old bustard, "Who is that man?"

"Your Excellency has a good eye. This famous lady from our place on the stage is named Zhu Huai. He can not only play the piano, but also compose poems and paintings."

Zhu Huai wore a green and white long gown, which looked like a green bamboo, her delicate face flickered behind the curtain, Lu Ciheng was drunk enough to drink, watching him think of Shen Ming'an, he opened his lips slightly Said: "It's him, I'll order tonight."

"This...Zhu Huai is our maid here, who only accompany the guests but not pick them up." The old bustard showed a look of embarrassment, "How about I arrange him to accompany the lord, and you can choose another young lady to come tonight Serving you."

Lu Ciheng glanced at her sullenly, "Is 3000 taels enough to buy him?"

3000 taels is more than enough to buy the entire Nanfeng Pavilion, not to mention buying a small boy. The old bustard smiled and said in a hurry: "Enough is enough."

Lu Ciheng stretched out his hand to block the madam, and stopped her words, "Then don't talk nonsense, send the man to my room, and get the money from the Three Princes' Mansion."

"Yes yes yes." The old bustard responded with a smile, "I will send someone to wait for you to take a bath, and let Zhuhuai wait for you in your room."

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There is another chapter after today