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After getting down from the viewing platform, Emperor Liang originally planned to let Qiao Jing and Jing Xinglan go to the Queen's place to sit for a while, but he glanced at Li Yuanmu and changed his mind temporarily: "How about this, rare Days, I will go with you."

Jing Xinglan felt that his tone was a bit strange, but he didn't think about it carefully. It was just that Emperor Liang didn't want to review government affairs anymore, so he planned to give himself half a day off.

However, along the way, Li Yuanmu's eyes were fixed on his back, and the meaningful eyes made his hair stand on end. Even Qiao Jing, who was trying to minimize his sense of existence, was swept up and down by the eagle-like gaze, and he started to walk. fluttering.

Jing Xinglan couldn't bear it any longer, and asked Emperor Liang in a low voice, "Brother Emperor, what happened to Lord Li today?"

Emperor Liang also had nothing to do with this smelly and hard-tempered little old man, and said helplessly: "Isn't it because you took away the military power of the Imperial Guard some time ago? My son is urging me to quickly take back the military power."

"Then why didn't Brother Huang tell him?" Jing Xinglan asked doubtfully.

Wouldn't it be possible to clear up the misunderstanding by talking about this kind of thing?

"Well," Emperor Liang showed a sly smile, "I intend to dampen his limelight, so don't worry about it, I have my own plan."

Jing Xinglan knew what she was hearing, so she stopped talking, walked forward calmly, and brushed off the petals that fell on Qiao Jing's shoulders.

The peach blossoms planted all around the vermilion palace walls are said to be a new variety cultivated by gardeners in the palace for hundreds of years. The flowering season is nearly twice as long as that of ordinary peach blossoms in the folk.The color is also good, deep and light pink is like clouds blooming in the deep palace.

Seeing this scene, Li Yuanmu couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He knew Qiao Jing's identity, and he had heard about his relationship with Jing Xinglan from Emperor Liang very early on.Li Yuanmu didn't take it seriously at first, but ever since Jing Xinglan dealt with Duke Qi swiftly, he has raised 12 points of vigilance against the prince——

With such means, Lord Jing is definitely not someone who is willing to be inferior to others!

He thought anxiously, although the relationship between their brothers is harmonious now, who can guarantee the future?

Even with Qiao Jing, in Li Yuanmu's eyes, he has changed from "the prince's best friend (male)" to a figure who is suspected of being an aide.Especially when Li Yuanmu specially sent someone to Jingshufang to buy the complete works of Yan Heqing in order to investigate this person's background.

Everyone in the prime minister's mansion knew that the old man kept his hands on the scroll at home in those few days, reading and forgetting to eat and sleep, sometimes frowning, and sometimes applauding. Deeply worried.

Yan Heqing should not be underestimated!

Some time ago, Li Yuanmu went to the palace to discuss various matters with His Majesty about this event, and happened to meet Emperor Liang who was reading Qiao Jing's "Old Things in Jingluo" in his study. , pretending to be very interested in the manuscript, and leaned over to read it for a while.

The more he looked at Li Yuanmu, the more frightened he became. He tried to find evidence to call Yan Heqing alarmist from the anthology he had learned for many years, but he found that the other party was not only logical and irrefutable, but even made the original holding Li Yuanmu, who was skeptical, couldn't help asking himself, if a country is really defeated from top to bottom, how can it not be a fish to be slaughtered by others in such a mighty era?

But what surprised Li Yuanmu the most was Yan Heqing's idea of ​​saving the country expressed through the mouths of the characters in the book.

He didn't know that these characters had actually existed in another world, and he just felt that it was terrible to be able to write these authors who were clearly opposite but equally "correct".

As a prime minister, he certainly knows how a country works, but who is Yan Heqing?

A mere rural scholar, teacher, who has never left the one-acre three-point land around Yuncha Village since he was a child, and even failed to pass the exam, was able to write such a thing... At that moment, Li Yuanmu's innermost feelings Anxiety reached an unprecedented level.At that time, after reading the manuscript, he immediately cupped his hands and said to Emperor Liang: "Your Majesty, please recruit Yan Heqing to serve as an official in the court to help our Liang!"

Li Yuanmu excitedly said: "This person has the talent to be a prime minister! If there is him, Daliang will definitely be able to continue to prosper for another hundred years!"

It is really difficult to get such a high evaluation from the always harsh Li Yuanmu.

But Emperor Liang just smiled wryly and said: "Do you think I don't want to? To tell you the truth, I invited him when we first met, but he declined. After that, he stayed in Yuncha Village without leaving home. By his side, how can I win people's love?"

"Master Jing has been by Yan Heqing's side all this time?" Li Yuanmu's face turned serious, and his eyebrows immediately raised.

Emperor Liang knew at a glance that his intentions were wrong, and he tried his best to explain, but the effect was not great.With Li Yuanmu's stubborn temper, unless he saw it with his own eyes, even if Emperor Liang personally testified, he would not believe that Jing Xinglan was not rebellious at all.

"Since that's the case," Emperor Liang finally gave up, spreading his hands together, "When they come to the palace, you can go and have a look with me too! See if their relationship is true or not."

As an older brother who witnessed Jing Xinglan boil water for Qiao Jing and beg for a hug, on the one hand, Emperor Liang felt that his younger brother was a prince after all, and it was too spineless to act like this; Intimacy.

For example, from this "Old Stories of Jingluo", what Li Yuanmu saw was Yan Heqing's talent and Jing Xinglan's unwarranted ambition, while Emperor Liang only saw his own responsibility as a monarch, and what a certain author unconsciously stuffed into him. A mouth full of dog food.

Simply hateful!

When the group arrived at the queen's residence, the queen, who had already received the report from the eunuch, leaned on the soft couch, smiled and nodded at them, but did not stand up to greet them.Because she is pregnant again recently, and the expected date of delivery is two months later. Now her body is too big, and it is inconvenient to move.

"This..." Jing Xinglan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Emperor Liang who had a deep expression on his face, but his tail was almost up to the sky, "Brother Huang, the sister-in-law is like this, let's not bother?"

"It's nothing, I told His Majesty that I have nothing to do recently, and I want to be more popular in the palace." The queen took the initiative to explain, "I'm also happy if you come."

Emperor Liang walked up to her and asked intimately, "How is the Empress today? Did you call the imperial physician to see her?"

"It's okay, the imperial doctor said that the treatment is very good, Your Majesty don't need to worry."

The couple were sweet and sweet over there, Jing Xinglan's eyelids twitched, thinking how could it feel like Emperor Liang was deliberately showing off to them?

... Illusion.

On the other side, Li Yuanmu couldn't wait to chat with Qiao Jing who had just sat down.

He saw that Qiao Jing was a man of few words, and thought that this "staff" might be a better breakthrough point than the eloquent Prince Jing, so he pretended to ask casually: "You and Jing What does the prince usually do in the countryside?"

Qiao Jing looked at his nose, nose and heart, and answered in a straightforward manner: "Planting the land, fetching water, cooking, and writing."

"With such talent, you are willing to live in seclusion in the countryside and work on the fields," Li Yuanmu sighed, looking at him with meaningful eyes, "It's really not easy."

"No," Qiao Jing said honestly, "he is responsible for the first three tasks, and I am only responsible for writing things."

Li Yuanmu coughed: "...This, this is it."

He originally thought that Jing Xinglan was secretly carrying out some kind of conspiracy in Yuncha Village, or that he stayed in such a small place for Qiao Jing's sake, and his servants must have arranged for his basic necessities.Didn't expect... to even farm and cook by yourself?

Li Yuanmu's vigilance instantly raised another level.

There must be a big conspiracy to try so hard!

"Then," he asked unwillingly, "other than these? The prince doesn't have anything special to focus on?"

Qiao Jing thought for a while: "It seems that there really are."

Li Yuanmu hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

"Raise chickens."

"........."

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?" The queen was talking intimately to Emperor Liang, when she suddenly saw the man's lips pursed tightly, his face almost contorted, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

"No, it's nothing." Emperor Liang was indeed suffocated to the point of internal injury, and he exhausted all his self-control to prevent himself from bursting out laughing—wow!Old man Li, when you pointed at my nose and scolded me in the hall, did you think about today!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Jing Xinglan also heard their conversation. In fact, Li Yuanmu's questions didn't sound like ordinary small talk, but if combined with Emperor Liang's previous reminder to him, it would be very interesting.

He was also a little helpless, and planned to explain clearly here, telling Li Yuanmu that he really had no intention of becoming an emperor.If he doesn't follow Qiao Jing back to his own world, and stays here as a loner, is his brain flooded?

But Jing Xinglan thought about it again, and felt that there was no need to explain.

Sometimes no matter how much you say, it is better to let the other party enlighten themselves.

The question now is how to tell Li Yuanmu to turn this corner around and make him think that Jing Xinglan is just an ordinary prince who has no ambitions and just wants his wife and children to be warm on the bed—well, his wife and cats are on the bed.

Treason?It is impossible in this lifetime.

Therefore, before the banquet started, Jing Xinglan said to Qiao Jing: "At the banquet later, remember to cooperate with me."

Qiao Jing was puzzled: "Cooperate with what?"

"Anyway, just don't refuse what I do." Jing Xinglan said vaguely.

The scale of the dinner held in the palace this time is unprecedented. It is said that even when Daliang founded the country, there was no such ostentation. There were thousands of tables of flowing water seats, which were placed from the main hall to the square. According to the identities of the guests, the dishes on the table They are also different, but even for the personal servants brought by the nobles, there are at least four meat dishes of chicken, duck, fish and sheep, two meat soups, six ingredients, three desserts, and three cold appetizers on the table. Foreigners, whose daily staple food is black bread, were stunned and thought they had come to heaven.

Even the dishes provided to the personal servants are so rich, not to mention those distinguished guests sitting on the chairman of the palace.Taking advantage of the roasted suckling pig in front of Qiao Jing blocking his entire view, he asked Jing Xinglan who was sitting beside him in a low voice: "It will cost at least a few hundred thousand taels of silver, right?"

"Stop talking," Jing Xinglan shook his head, "Millions."

Qiao Jing hissed lightly, but his gaze was slightly serious.

Jing Xinglan had a sympathetic heart with him, and he could tell what he was thinking with just a glance, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the wool comes from the sheep, Emperor Liang is not Cixi, he doesn't like to waste money and people to earn face for himself, it's hard work This time, many small countries surrendered to Liang, and more than a dozen countries were willing to form friendly states. The gold, silver and jewels offered have already exceeded one million taels. So, what they eat now Most of the dishes are bought with their own money.”

Qiao Jing raised his head and glanced at Emperor Liang who was sitting in the first seat with a red face, and thought that indeed, this one would not be a loser at first sight.

He was relieved, and after Emperor Liang gave a toast and gave a speech, he concentrated on eating.

Just eating and eating, Qiao Jing realized that something was wrong.

He picked up vegetables with chopsticks, and Jing Xinglan brought the dish to him first; he wanted to cut the suckling pig with a knife, and Jing Xinglan cut the meat first and put it on his plate; he wanted to drink For the soup, Jing Xinglan even blew the soup in the spoon cold in advance, and handed it to his mouth...

Qiao Jing couldn't bear it anymore, and just about to say that I have hands and don't need your "thoughtful" service, when I saw Jing Xinglan holding the spoon, while trying to signal him with his eyes.

Following the man's gaze, Qiao Jing saw Li Yuanmu sitting across from him with a wrinkled old face at a glance.

Now, he finally understood why Jing Xinglan was so abnormal tonight.

It's just that even if you want to get rid of the suspicion of treason, you don't need to turn yourself into a love brain in the public, right?Qiao Jing noticed the sights from all directions, bravely drank the spoonful of soup that Jing Xinglan handed to his mouth, then silently shrank back, hiding himself behind the roast suckling pig.

I'll settle the score with you when I get back, he said to Jing Xinglan with his eyes.

Jing Xinglan pretended not to see it.In Li Yuanmu's eyes, since the dinner began, he has been focusing on the black-haired young man next to him, with a faint smile on his face, interacting with Qiao Jing as if no one else was there, and not caring about his image in the hearts of political leaders in various countries question.

Is it intentional?

But that smile didn't look like a fake.

After living for so long, of course Li Yuanmu can tell what kind of expression is genuinely happy.He finally started to waver, and thought to himself, could it be that he was thinking too much, Prince Jing really stayed in such a small village just for Yan Heqing himself?

But is this kind of thing really possible?

The dinner party lasted until late at night.

The atmosphere entered the hottest stage, the guests were already half-drunk, and Emperor Liang was also in high spirits.

At night, colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky above Daliang City, and he walked out of the hall in a grandiose manner with everyone who was well fed.Guests from all over the world looked at the fireworks in full bloom in the night sky, which turned into blooming flowers for a while, and changed into the words of celebration of "Five Lakes Concentric, Prosperous and Happy New Year" for a while, and there were endless exclamations.

Emperor Liang heard them praising the beauty of the fireworks in crappy Daliang Mandarin, and suddenly pointed to the air and said, "This is a firework technique improved by the craftsman based on a folk book. It just so happens that today I also plan to reward this bit."

Qiao Jing was standing behind the crowd quietly admiring the fireworks, and suddenly found that the people around him had quieted down, turned their heads to stare at him, and his body tensed up immediately, before he could figure out what was going on, the eunuch beside Emperor Liang smiled all over his face. Holding a tray in front of him, there was an elegant dark green brocade box on the tray.

"I have decided to give you a jade pen," Emperor Liang said, "Since generals wear knives, scholars must use pens as knives. Isn't that what Zuo Xiangting said in the book "Old Stories of Jingluo"? Yes, I feel the same way."

Probably because he didn't expect to hear someone tell him the teachings of his mentor in another world, Qiao Jing was stunned for a few seconds, and then reacted under Jing Xinglan's low voice reminder, took the brocade box, Bow down to thank Emperor Liang.

As a commoner, he was able to receive His Majesty's reward in front of guests from all over the world and all the courtiers, and to receive such praise, those people who originally disapproved of Qiao Jing all changed their faces, and there were also unknown foreigners everywhere. After inquiring, asking who this person is, he suddenly showed a look of enlightenment after knowing that it was Yan Heqing, followed by admiration and a series of complicated emotions.

It would be great if such people could appear in their country.

As for Emperor Liang's gift of a pen, word spread in the palace the next day, and the common people talked about it happily, and even gave Yan Heqing an elegant title of "Mr. Yubi".Qiao Jing didn't have much opinion of this name, and no one would call it in front of him anyway.

He was very pleased with the trip - although there was a little more socializing forced on him, the food at the banquet was delicious.Moreover, the most important thing is that Daliang won the first place in the Cuju competition openly and relying on his strength!

The moment he saw the ball go in, Qiao Jing sat down, let go of his sweaty fists, and let out a slow breath.

"Let's go home." He said seriously to Jing Xinglan, "I have no regrets in my life."

Jing Xinglan reminded him: "No, there are still. Don't forget to write "Rebirth" 3."

"I've already finished writing that." But Qiao Jing said, startling Jing Xinglan.

"when!?"

"When you left," Qiao Jing said, "I also wrote some before, but they were fragmented, so I didn't tell you. Your brother has already read it and said..."

"What?" Jing Xinglan gritted his teeth and smiled, and agreed to let him be the first reader?

He is going to make a fuss!

"Say, if he visits the thatched cottage three times, can he invite me to be an official?" Qiao Jing curled her lips and said, "I said no, because someone has already done this, so now I'm honeymooning with him."

Jing Xinglan was silent for a second.

"It's too much," he murmured with a serious expression, "it's too much to say such things in front of me."

Before Qiao Jing could ask what was too much, the man hugged him into his arms, grabbed his wrist, pressed him against the wall and kissed him faintly.The most hateful thing is that someone is still chanting the words "too much" while kissing promiscuously, and they don't know who is really too much.

Before leaving Daliang City, Jing Xinglan asked the steward of the palace to hand over a letter to Emperor Liang, explaining why he and Qiao Jing left.In fact, Li Yuanmu is not the only one who suspects him. Before his outrageous performance, more than half of the ministers in the court complained, but he was suppressed by Emperor Liang. Living in seclusion in the mountains, I believe Emperor Liang would understand.

"My lord," but before leaving, he probably sensed something from his behavior of dismissing his subordinates and subsidizing them, the old servants of the palace, the old housekeeper looked at Jing Xinglan, hesitant to speak, "Are you... happy?"

He wanted to ask Jing Xinglan if Emperor Liang forced you to do this. If you don't want to live like this, even if you are heartbroken, they will definitely go through fire and water for him.

But the man's eyes only stayed on the letter for a moment, as if he remembered something, soft waves appeared in his eyes.Even without too many words, anyone could tell that he was missing someone.

"Ah."

Tears flashed in the eyes of the old butler, he moved his lips, and said in relief: "That's good, that's good..."

Like countless times before, he watched Jing Xinglan leave.

Only this time, the curtain of the carriage parked at the gate of the palace was lifted from the inside, revealing a delicate and fair young face, with a pair of quiet dark eyes, he nodded slightly towards the old butler, and said with mouth After saying "You are taking care of me", he stretched out his hand and pulled Jing Xinglan who was standing below into the carriage.

Standing by the side of the busy street, both of them were clearly wearing the traditional aristocratic costumes in front of them. Suddenly, the old housekeeper saw two young men with the same face, wearing suits and white hoodies, sitting In a huge box on four wheels, the streets are flanked by soaring glass buildings;

And when he blinked again, the scene in front of him changed to a campus pavilion where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. Two people in black and white gowns were looking at the bell tower in the distance, whispering something to each other; The strange and bizarre world that I don't understand, there are huge humanoid metal fighting fiercely, and after the fighting subsides, a black-haired young man in a uniform concentrates on writing in the auditorium.

The old housekeeper's heart beat twice, thinking that he had seen a ghost, and just about to yell, everything in front of him suddenly returned to normal.

"Then we're leaving," Jing Xinglan said to him, "Take care."

The old butler stared blankly at the back of the carriage going away, and a strong premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

This time is different.

They may, never come back.

Qiao Jing looked at the receding scenery outside the car window, looked away, and saw Jing Xinglan was leaning silently on the carriage with his eyes closed, thinking that he was depressed because of parting, after thinking for a while, he said slowly: "You know why I write?"

Jing Xinglan opened his eyes, and asked half-jokingly, "Isn't it because you want readers to keep up with you?"

"I'm serious," Qiao Jing said helplessly, "Besides liking and being suitable, there is another point, that is, I want to leave something for this world, or in other words, a trace that belongs to me."

"We have been experiencing parting all our lives," he said softly, putting his hand on Jing Xinglan's back, "There are friends, teachers, relatives, and... lovers and myself. If one day I leave , at least those who love me can still read my words, read the books I wrote in my life, and won’t be overindulged in sadness. In this way—”

Jing Xinglan suddenly covered his mouth.

"Okay, stop it," he said dumbfoundingly, "I know you want to comfort me, but Qiao Qiao, listen to me, let's not do this next time, okay? I wasn't very sad at first, but you Saying that, the atmosphere immediately became sad."

Qiao Jing blinked, and after Jing Xinglan took his hand away, he said obediently, "I admit my mistake."

"No, you are not wrong," Jing Xinglan said slowly and methodically, "You know my reading speed, think about how many books you have to write in your life to achieve the situation you mentioned .”

Qiao Jing stopped talking.

Let's say one a week - and that's a lot - that's four a month, 48 a year.

But the problem is, he has written for so many years, including short stories, there are no more than [-] books!

"Forget it," he said solemnly, "I'd better try to live longer."

Jing Xinglan laughed sullenly.

"Okay." He squeezed Qiao Jing's hand tightly, "Let's all work hard and live a few more years."

"You write for a lifetime, I read for a lifetime."

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