Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

Feng Bailu didn't dare to offend Lu Yunchuan, what's more, he was with this emperor who was visiting privately in Weifu, and he didn't hesitate to open a warehouse to borrow grain early the next morning. The common people have to live, and Lu Yunchuan only took less than [-]%.

While Lu Yunchuan was going to fetch food, Ming Wanzhao was wrapped in fox fur and wandered around the yard alone. He didn't want to take this trip at all. If it wasn't for Qiao Zihan, he would definitely be promoted to the official of Feng Bailu, but since he has doubts, he will Feng Bailu will not be reused again.Asking Lu Yunchuan to come is to borrow money, and also to let Lu Yunchuan find out Feng Bailu's background, but whether he comes or not does not make much sense.

But the emperor can't leave Beijing for too long, before New Year's Eve, when Lingxi wins, he should return to Beijing.

It's nothing more than reluctance.

The Son of Heaven always has to go back to Beijing, so Lu Yunchuan insisted on going with him.

They knew in their hearts that they were born in troubled times and were in this position, so they were destined to get together less and leave more.

All the servants in the mansion should have been mentioned. Seeing Ming Wanzhao's polite salute, no one dared to make a mistake. As he walked, he suddenly heard what seemed to be a woman's scolding. It was still far away, Ming Wanzhao followed the sound and found that it was a nice courtyard.

The cursing in the yard has disappeared.

Everything can be seen in the noble mansion, Ming Wanzhao hesitated for a moment, just about to turn around and leave, but the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and a young woman covered her face and wiped her tears came out.

"You..." Seeing the stranger in the mansion for the first time, the woman froze in astonishment, "Who are you?"

Ming Wanzhao thought to himself, now that he ran away, he looked like an apprentice who climbed the wall and turned over the window, so he simply turned around generously, and he was a noble and polite young man, and said in a low voice: "The man who arrived at the mansion yesterday Guest, I lost my way for a while."

He was so precious that he didn't want to say a word.

The woman's complexion changed several times in an instant, Ming Wanzhao felt that the speed of the change was extremely fast, probably from "Where did the thief come from" to "So it was you".

Ming Wanzhao even saw a bit of anger in this look, so he was at a loss.

"It's actually you." The woman looked him up and down, "I know you are such an honorable guest, and you deserve to be beaten by the fifth elder brother so that his own brother can't stay in bed. Tell me, how did my husband offend you?" Did you suffer such a calamity?!"

Ming Wanzhao couldn't understand anymore.

He has always been honest and pretends to be a concubine by Lu Yunchuan's side, without even saying a few words.

But Ming Wanzhao's upbringing is here, so he won't flirt with a woman, frown slightly, and turn around to leave.

The woman was very aggressive, she took three steps in parallel to block him in two steps, and pushed the servant girl who followed her, and said loudly: "Go! Why don't you go find Fifth Brother to make the decision?! This person is a foreigner but How is it proper to enter a deep house?!"

Ming Wanzhao: "..."

He really misses the dignified and virtuous sister Huang.

The Son of Heaven could kill the enemy in front of the battle, and dominate the court in the next, but he didn't know what to do now. He had never hoped that Lu Yunchuan would come back soon.

He frowned, and before he could speak, a disheveled man ran out of the yard, staggered and stopped the maid, and said tremblingly, "You! You woman! Shut up!"

Very lacklustre.

Ming Wanzhao recognized this as one of the people who greeted him at the door that day.

"My lord, don't blame me, my lord." Feng Zhan didn't know whether he was frightened or cold, and he bowed tremblingly, "Huiniang, no, I don't know, I don't know how to be polite! My lord Haihan!"

When Hui Niang saw that he was so useless, she was furious, and immediately reprimanded: "My mother is a country woman?! The surname is Feng, who is this mother for? Ah? You are rebellious!"

Feng Zhan shrank his neck, looked at the fierce wife in front of him, and then remembered Feng Bailu's threat last night, he couldn't help complaining, he could only pull Hui Niang's sleeve and said bitterly: "If you don't want to die, don't talk!"

He stopped Hui Niang and gave the servant girl a wink, "Why don't you send the young master out soon?!"

"Wait a minute." Ming Wanzhao watched the farce in a daze, and his expression was not very good at the moment, "Maybe tell me, why does this madam see me like an enemy?"

Hui Niang said quickly: "Because I offended some guest, that old Wu beat up Feng Qi of our family like this, but you tell me, how did my husband offend you and offend you?!"

It would be better if she didn't ask, after saying this, Feng Zhan remembered what happened last night, and his face was whiter than snow.

Ming Wanzhao thought of the couple in the room last night, and Feng Bailu lost his temper because of it, so she understood immediately, squinting at Feng Zhan, who was dodging his eyes, with a half-smile: "You were responsible for what happened yesterday. do it?"

Feng Zhan's head buzzed, he didn't care about pulling Hui Niang anymore, he knelt down on the ground fiercely with his knees bent, kowtowed violently, trembling

Said: "The grassroots are guilty! The grassroots are guilty!"

Hui Niang was also shocked.

Ming Wanzhao looked at Feng Zhan condescendingly, his thoughts changed slightly, "Are you Feng Bailu's brother?"

"Tang, Tang's." Feng Zhan stammered.

"Get up." Ming Wanzhao said quietly, "I have something to talk to you alone."

Seeing that he didn't mean to blame, Feng Zhan got up tremblingly, hurriedly invited him into the yard, and ordered the servant girl not to allow his wife to enter.

Hui Niang stood outside the door.

How could the man she married be ignorant of his temper?Although that man is cowardly, he upholds the bones of a gentleman. A man has gold under his knees. How can he be someone who kneels easily?

The wind was blowing cold, and she was covered in cold sweat.

The food was directly handed over to the Xifu army outside the city, and Lu Yunchuan returned alone to pick up Ming Wanzhao who was still in the Fengfu.

Ming Wanzhao huddled in the fur cloak, put his back against the man's hot chest, and said, "Qiao Zihan had a very high status and reputation in Longnan, but he was known as a clean and honest official."

"Supervising censors, Jiedu envoys have to hold them." Lu Yunchuan said in a low voice, "Even Lingxi Yubei has to treat people as guests, but Qiao Zihan's stay in Longnan is not short, Feng Bailu is smart, It's a weed."

In terms of tact, Feng Bailu is better than most Beijing officials. He talks nonsense when he sees people, and he talks nonsense when he sees people. He will follow whoever gives him more benefits, and he will fall wherever the wind blows.

"If Qiao Zihan promised him good things, this person might really be subdued." Ming Wanzhao agreed, he had just arrived in the birthplace, he didn't sleep well last night, and got up early in the morning. Maybe it’s feasible, but I’m afraid he wants too much.”

Qiao Zihan is at the end of his rope, and if he wants to make a comeback, he is afraid that he will agree to anything, but Ming Wanzhao can't.

"Then what are you going to do? Stare at him?" Lu Yunchuan asked.

"Someone is watching for me." Ming Wanzhao thought of the couple he saw today, with subtle complexions, Hui Niang was fierce and protective of her husband, and Feng Zhan was cowardly and fearful, it was very interesting.

"There is an old seventh in the Feng family. He is as timid as a mouse and has a lot of bad ideas." Ming Wanzhao said, "Greed is very similar to Feng Bailu. He is in Feng Bailu's house.

Not to be reused, self-proclaimed talent, depressed and dissatisfied, just can be used. "

Lu Yunchuan hadn't heard much about this guy, "He's really talented, what are you still doing in Feng Bailu's mansion?"

"I've read some useless books, and I can only recite a few lines of Yangchun Baixue." Ming Wanzhao's voice was slow, with a soft nasal tone, obviously sleepy.

Qian Lixue ran fast and walked steadily, and the food escort was behind, so Lu Yunchuan deliberately slowed down, indicating that the food vehicles and horses came first.

After less than a stick of incense time, Ming Wanzhao stopped talking.

Lu Yunchuan lowered his head and saw that the little emperor was resting on his shoulder with his forehead closed, and he was sleeping lightly with his eyes closed, so he couldn't help but smiled silently.

Of Ming Wanzhao's various appearances, what he loves the most is this moment. The usually vigilant and cautious emperor can be unscrupulous in front of him and sleep when he wants.

It took nearly six days to borrow food, and the emperor not only spent New Year's Eve in the west of the mausoleum, but also saw that the Shangyuan Festival was coming, so the courtiers far away in Yijing couldn't sit still.

The excerpts are like the goose feather snow in Lingxi, and they are sent one by one.

Jingzhong Zhezi reminded him several times, and Sheng Yan also vaguely mentioned it once or twice. It is clear that Wanzhao is not a person who indulges in pleasure, so he should pack up and lead the army back to Beijing.

The day before his departure, Lu Yunchuan took Qianlixue and rode his horse along the banks of the Liu'e River for half a day with Ming Wanzhao in his arms, until dusk, when the sun set over the long river, the setting sun reflected on the ice, and a large swath of bright and dazzling light faded away.

"When I entered Beijing that year, I sneaked away before New Year's Eve." Sitting on horseback, with his sweetheart in his arms, Lu Yunchuan said with a smile, "My sister almost chased him out of the country with Luyuan, like chasing someone thousands of miles away. Very good, I brought her a sister-in-law back."

Ming Wanzhao also smiled, gently stroked Lu Yunchuan's hand holding the rein, and said softly: "It's a pity it's not spring, I didn't see the purple violets you mentioned all over the place."

Lu Yunchuan raised his eyes and looked at it for a moment, then lowered his head again, staring at Ming Wanzhao's side face, he couldn't get enough of it.

After a long while, he said softly: "It doesn't have to be a spring day. When the country settles down in the future, I will take you to see the blooming flowers on the banks of the Liu'e River."

Both of them never mentioned their parting, but they knew all the time that they would leave each other tomorrow.

Ming Wanzhao turned his head, raised his face to look at him, his phoenix eyes were gentle, and said softly: "If you win the battle in spring, next year you will be able to celebrate the Lantern Festival in Yijing

It is. ”

Lu Yunchuan laughed, looked down at him, and said: "Then this battle must be a great victory. I will return to Yijing to celebrate the festival with you, not just the Shangyuan Festival."

Ming Wanzhao raised his face and kissed him lightly on the lips.

He is no longer the self who can see the end of this life at a glance, he knows that he has found his way back on this road destined to be a sea of ​​blood and corpses. "Lu Yunchuan." Ming Wanzhao murmured, "I love you."

In the early morning of the next day, Ming Wanzhao rode Wu Yuxue and led his army back to Beijing.

Lu Yunchuan stood on the tower, watching the army go out of the city gate, Ming Wanzhao was still dressed in fox fur when he came, he glanced back from the horseback, his lips moved slightly.

Lu Yunchuan was stunned for a moment by looking back at the stunning scene, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud.He saw it, and what Ming Wanzhao said was: I love you.

Ming Wanzhao said it once when he kissed him yesterday, which made him think about it until this morning, and that sentence just now was enough for him to recall the day when they met again.