"What do I think of the text in the letter, which is similar to this paper?" Hardanbat|er said.
Amugu said: "Prince Nanchen was brought up by Wuluohoumu when he was a child, and he learned some skills in reading and writing from him. The handwriting is similar, and it is natural."
"How about presenting these two papers to their emperor?" said Hardanbarth.
"It's not right." Amugu said, "After all, what we are looking for is the one called 'Duan Ling'. It is not good for us to reveal the identity of 'Cai Yan' in advance."
"I waited for three months before I saw Li Yanqiu." Hardanbat|Er said again, "See you again, don't you have to wait another three months? When will you wait?"
"We still have to work on Mu Kuangda." Amugu put away the papers and said, "If you think of a way, don't be impatient."
The two were talking and walked out again. Lang Junxia landed gracefully, turned out the window and disappeared.
In the palace, Duan Ling had already avoided it. He had imagined meeting Li Yanqiu thousands of times, but he never expected to meet him here and now.
Li Yanqiu stopped in front of Wu Du and Duan Ling, looking at Duan Ling first, then Wu Du, meaning "who is this".
Duan Ling stared blankly at Li Yanqiu. The brothers Li Yanqiu and Li Jianhong looked alike, with similar eyebrows, similar nose bridges, similar lips, and even their bodies were almost the same, as if they were carved out of the same mold. The biggest difference is his aura. Li Yanqiu is restrained and weak, with an aura that is not very safe, and he seems suspicious of everything.
Li Yanqiu looked at Duan Ling, that period of time seemed very long to Duan Ling.
Wu Du was so nervous that he was suffocating his breath. It seemed that fate was at this moment, and the wind was surging in front of them, and every detail might set off the stormy waves of Da Chen in the future.
However, the expected scene did not happen, and Li Yanqiu's eyes finally turned to Wu Du.
"Wu Qing?" Li Yanqiu asked with a displeased face.
Wu Du touched the lower Duanling, Duanling understood and hurriedly bowed to Li Yanqiu.
"Caomin Wangshan, see Your Majesty."
"Get up." Li Yanqiu replied.
Duan Ling retreated to Wu Du, and Li Yanqiu asked Duan Ling, "Who is Wu Du?"
"Your Majesty." Wu Du clenched his fists and was about to explain, but Li Yanqiu said, "I asked him."
Duan Ling: "..."
Duan Ling felt that Li Yanqiu didn't have a good impression of Wu Du, and he was somewhat disappointed in his heart. He had completed Wu Du's plan ahead of schedule, and his uncle did not recognize him as expected.
It was expected and reasonable, and the opportunity that had been boldly imagined was also broken at this moment, leaving no trace.
Duan Ling regained his composure, thought for a while, and said to Li Yanqiu, "He is my 'master'."
Wu Du: "..."
"What?" Li Yanqiu suddenly felt amused, and then laughed.
When Wu Du became embarrassed, Li Yanqiu realized that he was a family member. The title "Master" could be called by a servant in the family, a wife could be called, and a servant could also be called, meaning "master".
"How did you come in?" Li Yanqiu said indifferently, "Wu Du brought you here?"
Duan Ling remained silent, and did not clarify that Muqing brought him here, so as not to make Li Yanqiu suspicious, Li Yanqiu looked at Wu Du with a slight reproach, and said, "It seems that the imperial palace is like your own backyard in the eyes of your assassins. , go in if you want, go out if you want.”
"My subordinates don't dare." Wu Du hurriedly said, "Shan'er is studying at home, I was afraid that as soon as I came to the palace, he would abandon his studies, so I let him stay behind the Jiaotu Palace. I didn't expect him to find me. I've been looking for it all the way."
This place is not far from the Jiaotu Palace, so Li Yanqiu stopped asking more questions, and asked Duan Ling, "How old is it?"
"Sixteen." Duan Ling replied.
"When did you follow Wu Du?" Li Yanqiu asked again.
"Last year." Duan Ling replied.
Li Yanqiu stopped asking, and said to Wu Du, "Come with me." Then he instructed the people around him: "Take Wang Shan to Jiaotu Hall, it's too cold outside."
Wu Du gave Duan Ling a wink, signaling that he was at ease. Afterwards, Duan Ling was taken to the Jiaotu Palace. Looking around, he felt that the palace was really too big. There were only two eunuchs serving him in the palace, bringing him a bowl of ginger tea and glutinous rice balls to eat.
Duan Ling felt that living in the palace was quite boring, but such a big home was empty and deserted. I remember that my father led the army all the year round, and only my uncle Li Yanqiu accompanied my grandfather, which means that he spent most of the time alone in the palace, and he might be very lonely. Eunuchs, guards, officials and even Mu Kuangda’s sister, for Li Yanqiu, maybe all of them. It's an outsider.
Duan Ling sat alone in the hall, without books and no one to speak with him. He watched alone as the winter sky outside was darkening little by little—the day passed, as if nothing had been done, many The story has come to an end. He didn't like this feeling very much, he wanted to go home quickly, sit face to face with Wu Du, take down the simmering casserole from the stove, and eat together.
Duan Ling looked at the scenery that every emperor in the palace witnessed every day, and thought of the loneliness that his uncle experienced, and complex feelings surged in his heart.
He lives alone in the palace every day, and he must always be waiting for my father to come back, Duan Ling thought to himself, as if he felt the same way. When Li Jianhong, who was out with the army, came home, his uncle should be full of expectations, and the expectations must not be in his own. under.
Duan Ling was lying in front of the case, a little sleepy. He exposed one eye from his arm and looked at the sky outside. He saw a figure walking out of the twilight, standing in front of the hall, carrying the last ray of dark purple sky light on his back.
In the Hall of Jiaotu, the eunuch lit the lamp, and the darkness retreated in an instant, passing the person outside the door, and the whole world lit up.
"Let's go." Wu Du said to Duan Ling, "It's done."
Duan Ling laughed and stepped forward quickly. Wu Du held Duan Ling's hand and intertwined their fingers with each other. The two walked quickly along the corridor, and when they reached the stables behind the palace, Wu Du let Duan Ling ride up to the sky. After getting on the horse, the two went out of the palace.
"What did you say?" Duan Ling asked.
"Your Majesty didn't recognize you." Wu Du said, "He guessed that Zhenshanhe was probably in the hands of Yuanren, so he asked me to go to the imperial study room and gave me a mission to find the whereabouts of Kublai Khan's sword, and then use the other party's , exchange our sword of inheritance."
At night, it was snowy and windy. Although it was not as cold as the north wind in Beijing, it was still wet. Wu Du turned Duan Ling over, leaned on his chest, and drove Benxiao around the streets and alleys towards Jiangzhou City.
"Where's the prince?" Duan Ling asked.
"Don't worry about him." Wu Du said, "I was still discussing things when I came out, so I guess I forgot about it. Do you remember where that sword is?"
Duan Ling recalled that when he escaped from Shangjing, from the day the Yuan people attacked the city, the sword was on his body. When he passed the wheat field, he developed a high fever and woke up in a village in Xianbei Mountain. When it was lost, Cai Yan gave the sword to himself. Soon after the Yuan soldiers attacked, the sword fell in the village, and he stabbed the soldier to death with the dagger given by Batu, and then fled the village.
The last time I saw that sword was on the night when the Yuan army trampled on the village, and when did Lang Junxia come? After that team of Yuan soldiers got the sword, maybe they took it away. Where did it go
Duan Ling told Wu Du about what happened that night, Wu Du pondered for a moment, then nodded to show that he understood.
"Wuluohou Mu may know the whereabouts of that team of Yuan soldiers." Duan Ling said, "But after getting the sword, shouldn't it be handed over?"
"Not necessarily." Wu Du said, "The soldiers who got them may not know the goods and keep them in their hands, or they may have handed them over to their superiors, but the superiors have selfishness to prevent the rumors from leaking."
Wu Du stopped in front of a restaurant, and Duan Ling noticed that they did not go back to the Prime Minister's mansion, but entered a noodle restaurant. In front of the noodle restaurant stood a flag. The flag fluttered in the wind. ".
"This shop has been open for more than 300 years." Wu Du said to Duan Ling, "I will bring you to eat a bowl of noodles on your birthday."
In the world, the only person who still remembers his birthday is Wu Du.
"What a big tone, I heard that Zheng Yan is proficient in cooking." Duan Ling said, "Is it better than what he cooks?"
Wu Du mysteriously "shush" and said, "Zheng Yan was once the boss's defeated general."
Duan Ling: "..."
At night, the store is noisy and full of people. Wu Du went in, took out a receipt, and handed it to Xiao Er. Xiao Er glanced at it and said, "Two lords, please go to the private room upstairs."
"Have a reservation?" Duan Ling asked.
"We have the number one booth in the world." Xiao Er smiled, "You have to book a month in advance."
Wu Du frowned slightly, as if he disliked that little Er's talkativeness, but Duan Ling dragged him upstairs so that he didn't have to teach others.
"It was Zheng Yan who set the position for me." Wu Duchao Duan Ling explained.
"There's no need to explain." Duan Ling couldn't help laughing and crying, "Is there a difference?"
Wu Du's face turned a little red again, and he went up to the second floor. There were only two short tables upstairs, separated by a screen. Duan Ling and Wu Du sat cross-legged and sat on opposite sides of the table, and Xiao Er went downstairs. Go and order the food.
"Today..." Wu Du thought for a while, then hesitated, "Aren't you sad?"
"Sad?" Duan Ling said. "It's not sad at all. Why do you say that? I'm very happy."
"Your Majesty will recognize you one day." Wu Duchao said to Duan Ling.
It was only then that Duan Ling understood that Wu Du was afraid that he would be too disappointed, but this was also what Duan Ling expected. Duan Ling smiled instead: "It doesn't matter, I already guessed this."
Wu Du said: "But in the imperial study, he was very ecstatic for a while."
"Is there any other purpose for Yuanren to come here than to celebrate the prince's birthday?" Duan Ling felt that the mission of Yuanshi this time was not simple.
"Can you not mention these things?" Wu Du said casually, with a smile in his eyes.
"Okay." Duan Ling also felt amused and very embarrassed. When he raised his eyes, he looked at Wu Du, and a burst of warmth filled his heart.
"So what?" Duan Ling asked again.
Wu Du thought about it, but there was nothing to say. After all, the two got along day and night, and they said everything that should be said on weekdays.
"This is the first time I went to Jiangzhou, the place I've been," Wu Du said.
Duan Ling said: "I heard from my father that Jiangzhou will be very beautiful when the peach blossoms bloom in spring."
Hearing Duan Ling talking about his father, Wu Du felt a little uneasy, sighed, and smiled guiltily at him.
"Where do you want to go?" Wu Du asked.
Duan Ling remembered what Li Jianhong said.
"I want to go to southern Yunnan, Yubi Pass, and beautiful places in the world." Duan Ling said, "I want to see the lake that looks like a mirror, it's always fresh under the snowy mountains... I also want to see the sea."
Duan Ling thought of his father, if he was still alive, would he celebrate his birthday with him today, but Wu Du said, "Shan'er."
"What?" Duan Ling asked.
Wu Du was quite agitated, as if he was about to say something, but his face was flushed.