The menu for the Mid-Autumn Festival was presented. Duan Ling had no objection after reading it once, so he signed it, thinking who has time to eat this evening? It's not too late for intrigue.
"Go to sleep." Wu Du said this night, "Go to bed early, and have dinner tomorrow night."
Duan Ling knew that Wu Du meant that he would take the opportunity to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find things that night, so he went to bed early with him and woke up in the afternoon the next day. Although Jiangzhou still had to observe filial piety for Li Yanqiu on this day, the DPRK also gave the officials a day off as usual.
Muqing dragged Duan Ling to accompany him to cuju, and the two played for an afternoon. Duan Ling was sweating on his back, suddenly remembered something, and asked Muqing, "I remember there was another volume of poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival couplet the year before last, where is it? where?"
"It's all tied up in the back of the pavilion." Mu Qing said, "What are you looking for?"
"I do remember that there was a letter." Duan Ling said, "Wu Du brought it back from Tongguan and handed it over to the Minister of Agriculture..."
"Is it a secret letter?" Mu Qing replied, "The secret letter should be handed over to Mr. Changpin for collection."
"Did you bring Jiangzhou?" Duan Ling asked.
"Should take it." Mu Qing replied, "I saw them carrying a big box in when they moved in. What are you doing with the secret letter?"
"It's nothing." Duan Ling said what he wanted to ask, "I just remembered that I have some belongings under Tongguan, and I will have to send someone to get them back."
"The bookstore is in a mess." Mu Qing said, "I can't find a bunch of old files, most of them can't be found anymore. I've been busy today, and I'll accompany you to find them."
Duan Ling waved his hand and said, "Don't tell your father, I want to use that gold myself."
Mu Qing nodded, and the servant came over to inform the two young masters that Duan Ling had to prepare to sit in the garden before going to the garden.
The tables are lined up in the garden, the main seat is empty, and the emperor is seated. The table on the side is the seat of Cai Yan, and behind Cai Yan is the seat of Lang Junxia.
On the first case on the left is a wooden sign with the word "Thank you" on it. Below it are the surnames of officials such as "Su", "Han", "Cheng", and on the right are the position of Mu Kuangda, Huang Jian, Duan Ling, Mu Qing and others.
Cai Yan and the others hadn't come yet. Duan Ling's clothes were covered in sweat. He sat down and blew the wind for a while. The servants served tea, and the two of them whispered. After a while, Wu Du came and sat down on his knees behind Duan Ling.
"You go to the minister." Duan Ling whispered.
After all, he and Wu Du were nominally one of the prefects, and the other was the captain of the school, with the same official rank. Seeing how Mu Kuangda arranged the location, he had already planned to show Duan Ling.
As the prefect of Yecheng, Duan Ling did not report to the Ministry of Rites after returning, but appeared directly in the Mu Mansion.
It was just Han Bin who was sitting across from him. Duan Ling had never seen him before, so he had to take a good look this time.
The housekeeper came over and whispered something to Wu Du. Mu Kuangda had something to order, so Wu Du got up and went to see Mu Kuangda.
The autumn wind was blowing in the garden, and the setting sun was all over the place. Zheng Yan was the first to arrive. When Zheng Yan came in, all the servants bowed and invited Zheng Yan to be seated, but Zheng Yan waved his hand to indicate that he did not need to follow.
"I didn't expect Master Zheng to come first." Duan Ling said.
"I didn't expect Lord Wang to come first." Zheng Yan said instead, looking at each other and smiling.
Although the Mid-Autumn Festival Mu's Mansion held a banquet, it was actually in accordance with the rules of the imperial palace for banquets, but Li Yanqiu had not yet been mourned, and the location was changed to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Zheng Yan first came over to check the ingredients in the kitchen and the surrounding safety issues, but there was no one around, so Zheng Yan walked towards Duan Ling and sat beside him.
"Isn't Yaohou coming?" Duan Ling whispered.
"Come." Zheng Yan turned his head to look at Duan Ling and said, "He sits next to the prince."
"Where's the fourth uncle?" Duan Ling asked, "No one is with him?"
"Everyone is here tonight." Zheng Yan replied, "It won't be a problem. With Zifeng and the big fool to accompany him, their martial arts are okay, so don't worry."
Duan Ling was worried and asked, "What else did he say?"
"Let you finish the work, go to accompany him to admire the moon." Zheng Yan said casually, then got up on his knees, and went for another round. As he passed the garden entrance, he suddenly glanced out.
"Come so early?" Zheng Yan said.
Before he finished speaking, he saw Lang Junxia walking in from outside the garden, wearing a cyan martial robe against the wind.
He stopped outside the park and seemed hesitant, but Duan Ling said, "Come in."
Only then did Lang Junxia walk in. There was no one in the park. Lang Junxia first checked the seats one by one, and then came to Duan Ling's side. The servant came in with a lantern to light the lamp, and Lang Junxia slightly adjusted the direction of the lamp on Duan Ling's head so that the lamp would not shine on Duan Ling's face.
"Has Your Highness come out?" Zheng Yan asked.
"He went out of the palace with Yaohou." Lang Junxia replied, "It will take a stick of incense to arrive."
At this moment, with the sound of footsteps, Lord Changliu and Wu Du came along the corridor and entered the garden. The four of them stood in one place and didn't speak for a while, and the scene was a little awkward.
Changliu-jun glanced at Zheng Yan and then at Lang Junxia. In the end, it was Duan Ling who said, "Changliu-kun is back, I hope everyone will put aside their previous grudges. For my face, let's forget about the past. It's not too late to beat him after the matter is over."
Zheng Yan laughed first and said, "I never hold grudges."
"What did the shepherd say?" Duan Ling asked Wu Du.
"Huang Jian has something to do, so he has to come later, so you can greet him in person." Wu Du said, "Let them take a seat."
Duan Ling understood, nodded and stood up. The four assassins followed behind Duan Ling and stood at the entrance of the park.
"General Xie is here—"
A bright moon illuminates the earth.
Xie You was wearing a military uniform today, and he was the first to come. Duan Ling was a little unexpected, and Xie You was also unexpected, and looked at each other.
"General Xie, please." Duan Ling said with a smile.
Xie You said: "It seems that I came early."
"It's not early." Duan Ling said, "Please take a seat."
"Go back and say hello." Xie You said, "Don't worry about my old man."
"General Han is here—"
Duan Ling took a deep breath and stood still, only to see another middle-aged man brought three subordinates into the hospital. The man was wearing the standard military robe of the Northern Army in dark red and Tibetan black, with gold thread embroidery on the hem, similar in style to Wudu's indigo-colored Tibetan-black military robe of the Northern Army. When he saw it, Duan Ling was heartbroken. Intimacy.
"You all go and drink by yourself." Han Bin said to his subordinates.
"General Han." Duan Ling smiled.
The sky was dark, Han Bin looked at Duan Ling's appearance and said, "You are not Muqing."
"It's going down Wang Mountain." Duan Ling said.
"It's you—" Han Bin said with a hearty smile, "A hero is a boy!"
Han Bin patted Duan Ling on the shoulder and remembered their previous relationship, and Duan Ling suddenly became enlightened. Last year, when the Yuan people attacked Yecheng, Duan Ling wrote to Han Bin. At that time, Han Bin and Mu Kuangda should have established a mutually beneficial relationship. After seeing the letter, he agreed so easily!
"General Xie!" Seeing Xie You, Han Bin stepped forward.
Xie You nodded, made a "please" gesture to Han Bin, and the two chatted. Xie You winked at Duan Ling, motioning him to solve it, and Duan Ling can leave.
Duan Ling just walked away, but Han Bin seemed to remember something.
"Why did Wang Shan seem to have seen it before?" Han Bin laughed.
Duan Ling returned to the garden and couldn't help but look back.
"Han Bin has seen your mother." Lang Junxia, who followed Duan Ling, whispered.
The rest did not speak.
"He recognized me?" Duan Ling asked.
"It shouldn't." Lang Junxia replied, "It shouldn't be this reaction if I recognize it."
"People from the cabinet are here." Wu Du said.
"Scholar Su is here—"
When Su Clan saw Duan Ling, he said in surprise: "Wang Shan? Why are you back?"
"I'm in a hurry to come back." Duan Ling said with a smile, "I just arrived today, and it's too late to report to the Ministry of Rites, so I'll go early tomorrow morning."
The Su Clan snorted and said nothing, to the effect that it was simply lawless.
"His Royal Highness is here—Yao Hou is here—"
The sound of the roll call stopped outside the park, and inside the park, Cai Yan and Yao Fu were heard talking, the voice kept getting closer, and Cai Yan was still talking with a smile.
"This year's moon is also rounder than in previous years." Cai Yan said, "It is said that people have joys and sorrows..."
Yao Fu and Cai Yan stopped, Yao Fu motioned Cai Yan to look ahead.
Cai Yan turned his eyes and looked at Duan Ling, and they were silent for a moment.
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny." Duan Ling said with a slight smile, "Everyone knows that this matter is difficult to complete."
Cai Yan: "..."
The cool breeze blew, bringing the chilling autumn meaning of flying rolls, and they seemed to return to the autumn in Beijing that year.
"You're back." Cai Yan said.
"Far away from Yecheng, I received the news of His Majesty's death." Duan Ling replied in a sad but not hurt voice, "I cried a few times, and I went back to Jiangzhou to express my condolences. I just arrived today."
Feng Duo said to Yao Fu: "This Lord Wang Shanwang is the Tanhua Lang of Enke Shi, the prefect of Hebei appointed by His Majesty's royal pen."
Yao Fu smiled until his eyes narrowed, and Duan Ling said again, "Your Highness, please, Yao Hou."
Cai Yan had imagined the scene of encountering Duan Ling many times, but he didn't expect it to be in Mu Kuangda's mansion on the Mid-Autumn Festival night. In fact, since Duan Ling left Jiangzhou, he was no longer as afraid of him as before, as if "Wang" Mountain" just became a worrying name.
Gradually, he began to avoid many things, and even secretly hoped that Duan Ling would not return to Jiangzhou again. Even if he received the news that he was heading south and did not face him directly, it would not make him nervous about it.
Now that they suddenly met again, Cai Yan felt uncomfortable all over, and every inch of his body exuded a signal of fear.
"Wuluo Houmu?" Cai Yan called in a deep voice.
Lang Junxia left the team and went to sit behind Cai Yan. Zheng Yan went to accompany Yaohou, Duan Ling looked at the list, and almost all the people who were supposed to come came, so he called Mu Kuangda, and the banquet was ready.