Jiang Suizhou's eyes were filled with warmth.
The light in the room was dimly lit, and under the dim light, he could see Huo Wujiu's dark eyes and looked at him extremely seriously.
This was an unspeakable sense of security, and even gave him a feeling that Huo Wujiu took him extremely seriously.
This is not an illusion. After all, the two of them had already reached the point where they had a good relationship. It was he himself who had been out of line and had thoughts that he shouldn't have.
Jiang Suizhou did not speak for a while.
And in his silent gap, Huo Wujiu was also quite disturbed.
He was not as indifferent as he showed, after all, for him, this was his first insomnia since he grew up.
Only then did he know that when people were lying on the bed comfortably, they would turn over and over and couldn't fall asleep. It was more uncomfortable than rolling a pegboard. He opened his eyes and thought in vain, wondering whether he had said something wrong just now, or whether Jiang Suizhou was really in terrible trouble outside.
This kind of worry intertwined with doubts made him very irritable, and he just felt uneasy sitting and lying.
However, the other person has already left. The doors and windows of the main house were closed tightly, and Meng Qianshan was napping against the pillars. In the night, it seemed that the whole world was quiet and quiet, and only he, Huo Wujiu, couldn't sleep.
Only he himself knew how much tossing and determination he had made before turning over and sitting up. Without changing his clothes, he went secretly knocking on Jiang Suizhou's window.
At this moment, Jiang Suizhou remained silent, which made his hanging heart even more lost.
Wasn't he too fierce just now? It’s all because I’m used to talking to the shameless masters like Wei Kai. I lose my sense of measure when I am in a hurry...
At this moment, Jiang Suizhou spoke.
"It's nothing..." His voice was a little weak, as if he had no confidence.
Huo Wujiu stared at him closely, and saw that he raised his head to look at himself, his eyes were clearly born like fine foxes, but they were extremely innocent, making it hard for people to say anything serious.
He seemed to ponder for a while before saying; "It was the wind that blew outside the city today, and the banquet was noisy, so I was a little tired when I came back."
Huo Wujiu didn't believe it very much, but his tone was milder, quite as if he was cautious, afraid of breaking a flower.
"That's it?" he asked.
Jiang Suizhou nodded.
"I'm still a little worried about General Lou." He said.
"Don't worry about him." Huo Wujiu blurted out.
Jiang Suizhou looked upright and asked, "But have you ever thought that if he recruited Pang Shao's grudge, he might be killed by him at any time?"
Huo Wujiu looked at him, raised his brows slightly, and asked a little unexpectedly: "So, you just didn't want to stay home because of this?"
The night was covering Jiang Suizhou's slightly red earlobes from lying: "... Yes."
Huo Wujiu chuckled, his voice was very soft, but he was relieved with joy.
"Stupid or not." He raised his hand and pressed it on the top of Jiang Suizhou's head, smoothly touching it twice. "So like to worry about other people's things?"
Jiang Suizhou promised not to speak.
Just listen to Huo Wujiu continuing: "Don't worry. Unless I am still in jail, with both legs broken and no contact with the outside world, this kind of thing will never happen. Even if he Pang Shao has three heads and six arms, his hands and eyes are open to the sky, I If he can kill Lou Yue under my nose, I will tell him the surname Pang Shao."
Jiang Suizhou nodded and fell in Huo Wujiu's eyes with a very cute way.
He curled his lips and smiled, only to feel that his decision today was simply too wise.
Now, he can sleep well.
"Are you relieved now?" he asked.
Jiang Suizhou nodded again.
Huo Wujiu responded: "Then I am leaving?"
Jiang Suizhou did not forget to exhort, "Don't let anyone see it."
Huo Wujiu knew what he meant, that he couldn't let people see his legs recovered, but it fell into his ears, and there was always a little more charming, as if the two were cheating.
He was happy for no reason, even two points of nasty excitement.
He stood up and said to Jiang Suizhou before leaving without forgetting to turn his head: "Don't worry about it, go to sleep."
Hearing Jiang Suizhou say "OK", he turned around, turned over and jumped out of the window again.
At this time, the back was two points of relief, and it was two points lighter than when he first came.
Jiang Suizhou watched him go, watching the window being covered by Huo Wujiu, and the room was quiet again.
He lay back on the bed and let out a long breath.
He knew that he should be happy.
Presumably in the original historical annals, it was because Huo Wujiu was confined to the back house of the palace and was firmly guarded by the original owner, that gave Pang Shao the opportunity to seize the military power of Lou Yue step by step and kill him.
This time, Lou Yue won't go the same old way.
So... What about Huo Wugui and Lou Wanjun
However, no matter what they are, I should be a silent outsider.
But he felt ashamed.
He obviously should be farther away, but he was greedy for the little temperature that Huo Wujiu brought to him, which made his reason useless for the first time, and made him want to whitewash the peace as he is today, just to keep the original shape and stop. On Huo Wujiu's side.
Because otherwise, he doesn't want to go anywhere.
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Local officials in Fanjing Dynasty, as long as they are "savvy", know what it means to step into the Pang Mansion's threshold.
Great Situ Pang Shao was the most effective person in the world except for the emperor. Even the emperor listened to the words of the great Situ. Sometimes, when he turned his face, the meaning of the great Situ would become the meaning of the emperor.
Therefore, as long as they find the doorway, get the qualifications, and send the silver to the general's house, then even the matter of ascending to the sky will not be difficult.
People who have always entered and exited Pang Mansion are happy, after all, there are no more spiritual Bodhisattvas in heaven and on earth.
As long as the silver can impress the great Situ, as long as the great Situ is willing to open his mouth.
This day and night, Pang Mansion was brightly lit, with a carriage parked at the door, which looked very simple and not surprising.
It wasn't until the third clock that a man came out from inside, with joy on his face, and got into the carriage.
The person in the carriage quickly asked, "What happened?"
The man squinted his eyes with a smile: "It's done."
The face of the people in the carriage was startled, and then they showed ecstasy, and said happily: "It was done? ... This is a big crime to beheaded, but Situ is willing to do it?"
The man laughed.
"It's also our fate, we caught up." He said.
"What did you catch up with?"
"You haven't heard? A few days ago, the emperor seemed to have a rift with Da Da's life." He said. "At this time, Dao people don’t know whether they want to please the emperor or find a way out for themselves. In short, the lack of money is so tight that almost no one will refuse. Sin, gave me a fat man."
"What is fat?"
The man smiled unpredictably and pointed to the southwest.
"In three years, you can double the money you gave today and earn it back." He said.
The man in the carriage said in surprise: "But, isn't there General Lou Yuelou's site? I'm afraid it's not easy to do things."
"The huge man said, Lou Yue is going back to Beijing this time, and he won't be able to go back for a year or a half," the man said. "What's more, the Dao people also said that it is unknown whether he had the life to stay in the capital for a few more years."
"A huge man actually wants to..."
"The adults have their own plans." The man said. "It's not in our control. But just in case, after taking office, you can fish more or more. After all, no one can tell if the situation in the DPRK is not? Besides, if you want to sit firmly, it is still We have to make offerings to huge people every year. In short, the place is fat, we still need to pay more attention to it."
Speaking of this, the two laughed knowingly.
The carriage set off, the wheels made a rustling sound, and gradually disappeared into the night.
No one knows that in this dilapidated carriage is the prefect of Suzhou, who has been greedy for 200,000 taels of silver in the past three years. This person was so greedy for money that the Ministry of Households had noticed it early and went to the record, just waiting to catch him.
It was this person who heard the wind and rushed to Lin'an with the silver overnight and knocked on Pang Shao's door.
With such a large amount, Pang Shao would probably not protect him. For Pang Shao, if he collects his money and is looking for trouble, it is better to kill this person and change to a more secure party, and then he will be able to pay tribute every year. There is nothing to lose.
This man was nothing but a dead horse, but he did not expect that his life would be good.
Within a few days, the imperial court issued an order from the prefect of Suzhou.
Any huge amount of money greeted with ink was completely wiped out. This person went up and down, and was transferred to Lingnan as governor.
No one knew that that day the new governor of Lingnan went south and passed Lin'an and received the silver from Pang Shao.
It was several times more than the one he sent to Pang Mansion that day.
However, this silver was not given to him by the giant, but given to him... to do a great thing for the giant.
—
Although Lou Yue is not a person who despises civil officials, a civil servant like Pang Shao has always kept no face at all.
He has soldiers in his hand, he is hard-spirited, and he has a kind of undaunted energy. Therefore, the court has been quite chaotic by him in the past few days.
Pang Shao received his anger several times. Coupled with Ji Hongcheng's fire in the side arch, as soon as the Great Chao meets, Chao Zhong will inevitably quarrel.
Pang Shao's voice is not louder than Lou Yue's, and even less direct than Lou Yue's, so he has always been in the wind.
In addition, Qi Min sometimes couldn't see it, and if he spoke a few words, he would be stunned by Lou Yue. After a few days, the originally incompatible Pang Dang and the civilian officials headed by Qi Min were much more harmonious than in the past. When they met, they could even barely say hello.
Sure enough, the contradiction between military commanders and civilian officials is much deeper than the conflict between the civilian officials themselves.
However, Lou Yue didn't care about them.
Every time he went to a great dynasty meeting, he only felt that the suffocating qi that was suffocating in his heart could also dissipate a little bit.
On this day, he even got out of the carriage at the entrance of the street and went to the market to go around, wanting to find some wine to add to the fun.
He is not used to the fine wine in the mansion, he likes to drink rough and strong sorghum wine. This kind of sorghum wine is everywhere in Jiangbei, but now when he comes to Jiangnan, he has finally found a restaurant specializing in Northwestern cuisine. The sorghum wine in it is the most exciting.
He stepped back and went straight to the restaurant.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, before he could find a place to sit down, he was hit by one of his shoulders.
He turned his head to look, and saw that they were tall young men, very energetic, and his complexion was exceptionally bad.
The man said with a cold face, "General Lou, someone upstairs asked you to go upstairs and talk."
Who could it be
Lou Yue provokes a lot of people these days, and he doesn't know where his enemies are. But no matter where it came from, the person who came was definitely not good, and he was never afraid of it.
Seeing that person's feelings like this, Lou Yue stopped drinking for a while, sneered, and raised his hand: "Lead the way ahead."
He followed the man upstairs.
Who else can it be? Either Pang Shao's gang of snakes and rats, or the poor literati who fight for Qi Min.
Lou Yue's waist was straight and he was not afraid at all. When he was taken to the door of the simple box, he kicked the door open aggressively.
But the next moment, he was stunned.
The round table in the room was filled with the Northwest dishes he used to eat in his early years, and there were two large jars of sorghum wine. Sitting at the table alone, with a straight back and sharp eyebrows as sharp as a sword, they overlapped with the silhouette of his former friend.
It's just younger, more handsome, and more refined. It must be his mother who followed him.
Lou Yue's eyes were hot.
"No blame, is it you?"
The author has something to say: Lou Yue, who has long been eyeing Huo Wujiu and wanted him to be his son-in-law: Xian son-in-law! It's you!
Huo Wujiu stern: General Lou respects himself, I am already married.
Lou Yue: