dead in winter

Chapter 8 Return to Beijing

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Wen Lian came to visit Youzhou once when he was recovering from his injuries, but Wen Lian didn't seem to dare to look him in the eye, and kept hiding. Wen Shu knew that he was embarrassed by what Qingzhu said while he was sick

Wen Shu had nothing to say for a moment. After the two had a hasty conversation, Wen Lian fled away. In the next few days, nothing happened. Just holding his wrist with a complicated expression

Wen Shu could barely get out of bed in the past few days. He was wrapped in thick clothes and sat on the couch by the window. It was snowing heavily outside, and the snowflakes were blowing. Wen Shu opened the window and watched quietly. After a while I feel that my body is getting stiff and my body is not listening

As soon as Wen Shuojing entered the yard, he saw someone staying in the house dishonestly, but admiring the snow with a pale and thin face. He was a little angry at once, and turned around and called for someone to seal the windows of his house. Qingzhu was still afraid of Wen Shuojing, and after being scolded by the steward, she cried miserably to Wen Shu

time flies

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The snow stopped, Qu Hongqi arrived, Wen Lian changed his clothes, Wen Shuojing got into the carriage together, Wen Shuojing turned his head and said silently, "Take good care of your son, within ten days, I will come back to pick him up to Beijing."

The butler nodded, bowed and saluted, and sent them off gradually.

Speaking of which, when the two of them changed their identities back then, there should have been someone who cooperated with each other, otherwise it would not have been so smooth. Although he was one year younger than Wen Shuojing, the two of them had almost the same stature at that time. Now it is different, Wen Shu is shorter in stature Wen Shuojing has a head, and I don't know how Wen Shuojing can hide it...

His Majesty is the third prince Wen Renjing at that time. Unfortunately, Wen Shuojing was Wen Renjing's accompanying reader back then...

Shangjing Palace

"Xuanbei General Wen Lian and his alone Wen Shuojing enter the palace!" The eunuch's shrill voice sounded

The door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation opened, and Wen Lian and Wen Shuojing walked in and knelt down to the high-ranking people while shouting "Long live my emperor!"

Wen Renjing tossed the memorial to the side, and glanced at Wen Shuojing with great interest. Seeing that the other party lowered his head and didn't respond, he was a little bored for a moment, and waved his hand. The chief eunuch Li Fulu twitched the corners of his mouth and took a step forward

"Your Majesty agrees, General Wen, Mr. Wen, please get up!"

Only then did Wen Lian stand up tremblingly, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you Lord Ron"

"Give me your seat, old Jiang Jun Wen is safe and well!" Wen Renjing looked at Wen Lian with a smile, his expression gentle.

The young man had just succeeded to the throne, with a pair of standard red phoenix eyes on his handsome face, long eyebrows drawn into the temples, thin lips tightly pursed, standard three courtyards and five eyes, and a majestic emperor's appearance.

His white fingertips lightly tapped the tabletop. In fact, the feet under the table had raised their legs. Li Fulu took a look, restrained his twitching forehead, and silently called for someone to move the seat.

After Wen Lian sat down, he cupped his hands and said, "It's rare that Your Majesty still remembers me as a bad old man. I'm so grateful."

"Where is it, General Wen is too far-fetched. Back then, I knew that the disaster relief fund was not your fault, but at that time, I was just a mere prince, and I couldn't interfere with the behavior of my father. In desperation, I had no choice but to make a bad plan. Mr. Wen Don't mind the general."

Wen Lian's body was covered in cold sweat. Wen Renjing's words were too profound, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking, so he didn't dare to open his mouth for a while, afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he could only murmur

Xindi, don't underestimate it! ! !

Wen Renjing smiled, then glanced at Wen Shuojing, and asked with a smile

"This is Yueqing, right? I haven't seen you for five years. Yueqing has completely changed. When Yueqing was my reading companion, you and I had a great conversation. Why did we meet today and be so taciturn? ?”

"This... Gouzi was young, frivolous and ignorant back then, please forgive me, this... is different now, Your Majesty..." Wen Lian turned pale with shock, and said hurriedly for a long time without saying anything.

"Your Majesty, I am no longer my childhood companion. I am just a commoner now. Please forgive me." Wen Shuojing said coldly

"Oh? Didn't I resume your duties?" Wen Renjing narrowed his eyes

"Your Majesty, the General's Mansion has long since ceased to exist. Now our home country is in good health and the border is stable. My father and I only want to live in peace, and we don't expect to take others by force." Wen Shuojing knelt down and said in a low voice

Wen Lian glanced at Wen Shuojing with a complicated expression, and didn't say anything else after all.

Wen Renjing twitched the corners of his mouth, screaming wildly in his heart, but said, "Oh? Is that so? That's fine too. I think old General Wen is getting old, so why don't you just go home and take care of yourself?"

Wen Lian didn't expect His Majesty to give him the Tiger Talisman, after all, he was old, and he just sighed that he and the 50 soldiers in the Northwest could no longer fight side by side with them.

"The old minister accepts the order, and the minister is willing to tell his old man to return to his hometown to take care of himself." Wen Lian sighed in his heart, and knelt down to accept the order

Wen Renjing immediately drew up an imperial decree, rewarded a lot of things, re-gifted several houses, and made Wen Lian the Marquis of Changle, giving Wen Lian a false name, and then let Wen Lian go back.

Wen Shuojing was kept, and Wen Renjing kept him for dinner because "I haven't seen him for many years, and I miss Yueqing very much". Wen Lian left the palace without thinking too much.

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Huxin Pavilion

Li Fulu brought the tea, the pavilion was covered by thick curtains, and the four corners were lit with stoves. When the silver charcoal was burning, not only would there be no smoke, but a faint sandalwood fragrance would diffuse out. Wen Renjing leaned on the warm couch , holding a flag in one hand and shaking a fan in the other, so happy

"Which is your good brother?" Wen Renjing asked casually, and glanced at the man opposite

"Still in Youzhou"

"Oh? I heard that your younger brother was seriously ill before, but is he okay?"

"Need to recuperate, the body is too worn out and the foundation is broken." Wen Shuojing frowned

"Ah~ I'm afraid you've already known about your little thoughts, and why are you still hiding it? I'm not afraid of being overwhelmed, cut," Wen Renjing said dismissively.

"........."

"Where did that guy Qu Hongqi go? He hasn't come yet? Li Fulu, go and call him." Wen Renjing couldn't understand Wen Shuojing's dullness, and hated iron for not being steel

Wen Shuojing paused, and placed the chess pieces on the board

Five years ago, Wen Shuojing had already secretly stood in line with the third prince, Wen Renjing. The third prince, Wen Renjing, was three years older than Wen Shuojing. Although his mother and concubine Li were low in rank, they were resolute, gentle, and neither arrogant nor impetuous. , is indeed the emperor's first choice, but his mother's family has declined, and there are not many people who support him in the court.

Among them, the first prince born by Concubine Yide and the second prince born by Concubine Lan Gui are powerful, and the relationship between their mother clan is intricate. The fifth prince born by the empress is still young. , not the first choice for seizing the heir, the fourth prince was lingering on the sick bed, went to the fief for cultivation at an early age, and did not return to Beijing for many years.

Wen Lian was mixed among a group of princes, not to mention holding the military power, he was an excellent candidate for the princes to win over, but Wen Lian didn't get involved, he was loyal, the old emperor was old and suspicious, and someone with a heart would give it a little more attention. Put the fire on, the general's mansion will soon fall apart

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