Mu Kuang had a lot of guests, and he wanted to write a book on the weekdays. Naturally, some people prepared to write, but it was late at night, and he didn't want to call the book boy up. Duan Ling had listened to it for a long time, so it was okay to let him serve. Duan Ling also understood Mu Kuangda's thoughts, and everything he talked about tonight was a reward for him.
Mu Kuangda's actions showed his appreciation for Duan Ling, the appreciation he showed in the bookstore. He is a person who knows interest, and he appreciates people who have interest the most. He doesn't need to ask or say a word about what to say and how to do.
Duan Ling prepared the pen and ink, and spread out the paper on which he wrote down important information. Mu Kuangda leaned on the chair and pointed to the copper basin beside him. Duan Ling understood, took a hot towel and put it on his eyebrows. superior.
Mu Kuangda thought for a while, obviously he was playing the draft, and after a while he picked up the pen and wrote the memorial.
Duan Ling hesitated for a moment, wanting to retire quietly, but since Mu Kuangda didn't say anything, it's okay to stay here.
Mu Kuangda's handwriting is strong and powerful, and he uses his face and body. Starting from this year's autumn harvest, he writes in one go, not showing off, not mixing feelings, and not showing the meaning of coercion. After discussing Xichuan, he will discuss Jiangzhou and move the capital. The estimation of the cost, why the capital was moved in autumn and winter, etc. should be clearly analyzed. If so, Duan Ling watched the important events related to the national fortune of the Great Chen from the sidelines, and was brewed and born this night.
Unknowingly, it was the fourth watch, Mu Kuangda put down his writing, and Duan Ling put the book aside, knowing that this would determine the fate of tens of millions of people in Da Chen in the next few decades.
"Go back to sleep." Mu Kuangda said to Duan Ling, "Look at the young master and work hard, don't be young."
Duan Ling replied yes and quit, knowing that the fifth watch was about to go to the morning court, Mu Kuangda was taking the time now and could still squint for a while.
Wu Du and Lord Changliu were guarding the door, but they didn't speak. When Duan Ling came out, Wu Du took him away. Duan Ling was still reciting Mu Kuangda's words and phrases repeatedly in his heart.
"Anyone who was caught eavesdropping?" Wu Du asked.
Duan Ling explained what happened, and Wu Du nodded. Duan Ling said again, "They are discussing about moving the capital..."
Wu Du motioned him not to say more.
"The prime minister appreciates you." Wu Du said, "It's your luck, and it's also your affinity with him. Don't tell outsiders these words."
"You're not an outsider." Duan Ling said casually.
Wu Du didn't answer. Duan Ling seemed to see the corner of his mouth twitching slightly, as if he was smiling, so he looked at him curiously, and Wu Du immediately returned to his stern expression.
Back in the courtyard, Duan Ling was so sleepy that he fell asleep as soon as he lay in the corner. Wu Du threw a blanket over him to cover him, and began to read the book "Materia Medica" borrowed by Duan Ling.
The next day was a day off anyway. Duan Ling slept for a full day. Wu Du kicked him at noon and made him get up to eat. Duan Ling just turned over and continued to sleep. Wu Du ignored him until dusk. Fang sleepily got up and ate his meal. When he was sitting in the courtyard, he saw Wu Du change into a suit.
"Do you want to go out?" Duan Ling was sitting beside the well rail to wash Wu Du's clothes, but Wu Du just said "uh" and looked left and right in the mirror.
Since he came to him, Wu Du was dressed in coarse cloth robes and had never been decorated, which reminded Duan Ling that when his father was there, he was good-looking, with a natural temperament, and he looked good in everything he wore. On the contrary, a person with a wretched aura wears wretched clothes.
But today Wu Du put on a dark blue embroidered robe. I don't know where it came from. It smelled of tide. I must have not worn it for some time.
"It's pretty." Duan Ling looked at Wu Du in the mirror.
Wu Du didn't speak. After a while, he took off his robe. Duan Ling asked, "What's wrong?"
"Forget it." Wu Du said, "It doesn't make much sense."
Duan Ling: "???"
Wu Du said, "The prime minister has rewarded you with a new set of clothes, go and wear them."
Duan Ling made a sound of "hey" and went to look at the reward that came at noon today, and saw that it was a new light blue robe. Wu Du said again: "Put it on, take care of yourself, and take you out for a walk later."
After Duan Ling changed his clothes, he looked in the mirror and remembered the new clothes he wore when he went to Qionghuayuan with his father that year. He only wore it once in his life. Later, when Yelu Dashi found out, he never wore it again. Nature still likes bright.
After he changed his clothes, he looked and looked, subconsciously trying to find the jade Huang hanging on the place where the waist pendant was originally, only then did he remember that the prosperous world was no longer there, and the splendid mountains and rivers had also changed hands, and he felt a little lost immediately.
"Forget it." Duan Ling also took off his robe, and Wu Du couldn't help laughing and crying, and said, "Why does it hurt the Spring and Autumn? Put it on, don't lose my people when you go out later."
"Where?" Duan Ling asked.
"Have a meal." Wu Du said, "Meet an 'old friend'."
Duan Ling had never heard that Wu Du had friends in Xichuan, and Wu Du had a look of contempt on his face, so he didn't ask any more questions.
"Let's go." Duan Ling dried his clothes, and finally he was able to go out for a walk, and he was visiting Xichuan at night, so it must not be easy to be seen.
Sometimes he felt that he was too nervous, like a frightened bird. Lang Junxia was in the palace with the prince, and he thought he was dead long ago. As long as he played every move well, there would be no problem.
As soon as the night falls in Xichuan, the lights are feasting and the long street is like a dream. Duanling has not seen this scene for a long, long time.
Wu Du asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"I'm fine." Duan Ling said, "Where's your friend?"
"Don't worry about it." Wu Du said, "After eating, go to them."
Duan Ling likes to eat wontons, so he strolled around the prosperous long street, Wu Du protected him from crowding, and went to the wonton stall.
Passers-by glanced at Wu Du from time to time, and saw that he was tall and slender, with a handsome young man, and Duan Ling was dressed brightly. Instead, Wu Du looked like a family member. The two ate wontons at the stall. Wu Du seemed to be a little absent-minded today of.
"What are you thinking?" Duan Ling asked happily.
Wu Du was startled and replied, "Nothing."
Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Duan Ling didn't bother to ask any more, Wu Du thought about it, and finally explained: "See that friend later, you don't have to show up to avoid trouble. I'll explain it to you."
Duan Ling nodded, looked at Wu Du suspiciously, and suddenly laughed.
"What are you slandering again?" Wu Du narrowed his eyes.
Duan Ling guessed that Wu Du couldn't stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion any longer, thinking that he was looking for a "friend" who had gotten along well and found a career. It was rare for him to cheer up a little, always happy for him.
"It's okay to tell you, this person has asked me several times." Wu Du said, "I didn't want to talk to him before, but now that I think about it, I still have to find some errands to do."
Duan Ling said "um" and hesitated a bit. He felt that Wu Du and his own destiny seemed to be intertwined. There was a strange connection. Outside the study that day, Mu Kuangda also meant Wu Du to watch the door for him.
Not everyone can watch the door for the Prime Minister, and it is Lord Changliu who is guarding the door, which is a statement.
However, Wu Du's mind is simple, and he must not be able to understand the overtones of the literati like himself.
Duan Ling thought several times that if he gets everything that belongs to him one day, he will definitely let Wu Du be a personal bodyguard and give him a high official and generous salary. If Wu Du leaves the Prime Minister's Mansion, his plans will change accordingly. But will he change places? Three owners have been changed now, and if you change it again, it may not be better than it is now.
He observed Wu Du's expression and felt that he was also hesitating.
"Let's go." Wu Du finally made up his mind and took Duan Ling to his feet. After passing through the long street, Duan Ling watched curiously at the jugglers on the street. Wu Du walked and found that no one was there. Duan Ling dragged away.
"uncle-"
"Hey, sir—"
There was a very gorgeous building in front of him. As soon as he entered the door, a girl with heavy makeup came to greet him, startling Duan Ling, and hurriedly said, "What are you doing?"
Duan Ling took a few steps back and looked up. On the plaque was written "Quanfang Pavilion", which was actually the inscription of the emperor a hundred years ago, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Go in." Wu Du said.
The girls looked at Wu Du and Duan Ling curiously, and saw that Duan Ling was like a young master, while Wu Du was like a family man, but Duan Ling did not dare to violate Wu Du's meaning, the relationship between the two was very strange.
Duan Ling said, "I... I'm still not going, I'll be waiting for you outside."
Wu Du became impatient. He grabbed Duan Ling by the collar and dragged him upstairs. Duan Ling hurriedly said, "I'll go by myself! Don't tear up the new robe!"
Only then did Wu Du let go and asked a girl, "Is the guest from the Tianzihao room here?"
"No." The girl bowed slightly to Wu Du and said, "The two masters please."
"Serve this young master well." Wu Du said, "Let him go to the opposite room."
Duan Ling followed step by step, following Wu Du, but Wu Du looked up and down Duan Ling and said, "What do you do with me? Go. Even go to the kiln to teach you?"
"No no." Duan Ling waved his hands quickly, all the girls laughed, Duan Ling blushed immediately, but Wu Du turned around and looked at him coldly.
"What did you say before?" Wu Du said.
"Then I... go in and eat." Duan Ling said, "When you're done talking, call me."
"You can eat whatever you want." Wu Du said, "It's not that we pay."
Duan Ling entered another room opposite the Tianzihao room. The service here was very attentive. A group of girls came in immediately. Duan Ling thought they were all here to wait. When the wheel turned again, he said, "Go on, don't worry about me."
Although Qionghuayuan is also a brothel, due to Duan Ling's identity, no one dares to tease him. Duan Ling has never seen such a thing since he was born. Girls, look at me, I will look at you, To deal with this kind of misrepresentation, it is necessary to visit the kiln and pretend that there are many customers under Liuxia Hui. Everyone is quite experienced, so one person came up and said, "Master."
"It's really not necessary." Duan Ling cried bitterly, "Please, please... I'm serious."
It's not that Duan Ling didn't think about relationship issues. The friends who were together back then, Batu, Helianbo... must have been married, but Cai Yan didn't know whether to live or die. He also hoped to have a family like his father. Same as mother.
However, many factors are intricate and intricate, affecting him all the time. The fact that he met a man and a woman for the first time when he was a child was like a dream that would never be forgotten, flashing in his memory. The impact that Ye Lang Junxia and Ding Zhi brought to him made him never like the brothel.
Then, facing the girls in Qionghua Courtyard, Duan Ling was like a father, always treating them with a gentleman's attitude.
Now that I think about it, Duan Ling has never been moved by anyone, and Duan Ling only feels helpless in life.