Meng Fuyao's heart skipped a beat again.
Who is Ruhan? His... sister? spouse
She was silent and didn't want to ask. Since Zong Yue had already mentioned it, he was finally willing to take the initiative to talk about the past with her, and she was only responsible for listening.
"She is my fiancée. I have been married since I was a child. I didn't like her when I was a child. Such a yellow-haired girl, a woman from a wealthy family, likes to dance with guns and sticks. She doesn't seem to like me either. You can't carry a basket with your hands, you can't carry a burden on your shoulders, you're such a waste, we once broke up in a fit of anger, vowed not to marry anyone, not to marry him."
He smiled, stroked the ancient Xun in his hand, and cast his eyes far into the far sky. Those days when childhood friends hated bamboo horses and childhood sweethearts had already been pressed into a thin leaf bookmark in an old book, revealing the old meridian of years, It was so fragile that he never dared to pick it up easily, fearing that the moment his fingertips touched it, it would be turned into permanent memory dust with a "snap".
"Later, in that year, my family... suffered changes. People in the family died and fled. Under the protection of the family guards, I drove three thousand miles day and night, narrowly escaped countless times, and finally escaped with my life. At that time, the enemy was very strong, and no one dared to defend my family, but in fact, it was also common sense, the world is wise to protect itself, what is wrong with it?"
"It was a long time later that I heard that after my family was defeated, someone still stood up to speak out, and that was her. She carried the fragments of the ancestral merit tablet she found from the ruins of my house, and carried them to my enemy's house step by step. Throwing the broken stele to the ground in front of him, she pointed her halberd and cursed in the dusty sky, "For more than three generations, before the ancestors of the Holy Spirit, the brothers who kowtowed and vowed never to betray, went so far as to brazenly use the knife! The king who usurps power, shows the sun and the moon, and does not show sincerity!' At that time, everyone in the court changed color, but she did not change, and said: "I am the survivor of Yue, and I should be killed. Please kill me!" After the enemy refused in court, she went away with the monument and went around the downtown for three weeks, laughing and saying in front of everyone: 'Nie Ruhan will kill this beast!'"
Carrying the stele into the palace, the bustling market reveals the injustice, the woman who has passed away for seven years, steps out from a few words, vaguely beautiful and strong, with a peerless weather vane, Zong Yue's eyes glowed, but Meng Fuyao couldn't help it. Putting your palms together and applauding, your heart is fascinated, "Good girl!"
Zong Yue glanced at her with relief, and said in a low voice: "I knew you would like her. You are very similar in some ways, but the longer you get along, the more you find that you are different. It's a pity that she is not as flexible as you. She is too flexible. If you are rigid and unyielding, you will not be grouped together, otherwise you will not... "
He lowered his voice, Meng Fuyao sighed, hugged his knees and looked at the moon without saying a word, but a question flashed in his heart, listening to Zong Yue's tone, his enemy should be a powerful and ruthless person, why Nie Ruhan was so provocative, openly insulting, still did not kill her
"At the time, I didn't know that she had done these things. I even thought she was the same as my enemy, because at that time, the nobles in the country knew that Nie Ruhan was called the daughter of the Nie family, but in fact she was a private person entrusted by my enemy to the Nie family. I gave birth to a daughter, but Ruhan didn't know it, she was so hot, no one dared to tell her, since then she really started to visit famous teachers to learn skills regardless of her family's obstruction, and wanted to learn martial arts to take revenge on my behalf, but the Nie family didn't take her The way is to ask her biological father for help, and my enemy ordered someone to find some fake "famous teachers" to teach her "shocking art". Ruhan is very happy, and she has learned it day and night. It was impossible to go out to find someone to compete with, so she competed with her family's martial arts masters, and she would naturally win every time, so she felt that she was successful in martial arts, and if she really tried to assassinate her father, she would naturally be unable to assassinate her father. She was unwilling, and she didn't know where to hear it Say I'm not dead yet, so I want to find me and kill them together."
Meng Fuyao was overwhelmed when he heard that, if it wasn't for the fact that the atmosphere was so sad that the beauty had passed away, she would almost have smiled, hey, if this strong and lovely woman is still alive, how wonderful it would be? Perhaps the man with a poisonous tongue would not be so lonely with his poisonous tongue.
Zong Yue turned to look at her, and there was a slight smile in his eyes, and said: "Laugh if you want, she is a sassy woman, she won't mind this."
Meng Fuyao said softly: "I think she would rather see you smiling."
Zong Yue was silent, turned his head away for a while, and gently stroked the golden red Xun in his palm. When he spoke again after a long time, his voice was slightly hoarse.
"She is wandering in the rivers and lakes, her little martial arts is naturally not enough, but her biological father is a watertight man, and sent many people to follow her quietly. Once in a dangerous situation, he would calmly send her away with a flying needle , so that by mistake, she even made a small blog in the Jianghu with the title of 'Sky Needle Witch'."
Meng Fuyao really laughed this time, ah, naive witch.
"That year, in another country, she really met me. At that time, I was in a duel with someone. She bumped into her by accident. She understood her level of martial arts with an 'ah' sound, but I was distracted by seeing her. , was defeated and injured by the opponent, she saved me and took care of me for a long time, but when I woke up, I pushed her away with a palm, mistakenly thinking that the hidden guards behind her were here to surround and kill me."
"It was raining heavily that night. We were in a cave. I was in the cave. She knelt outside the cave in the rain. She didn't beg me to let her in, but said, 'A Yue, I only know what real martial arts is today. I was misunderstood. Now... Ah Yue, I heard that you study medicine very well, you help me, you help me improve my martial arts, let's go back and kill him together." I snorted and told her to get out, she looked at me for a while, got up and left. "
That night, the wind was windy and windy, and the mountain wind roared. The unmarried couple inside and outside the cave, because of a misunderstanding of fate, failed to hug each other for warmth in the end, and thereafter, there would be no chance to hug each other again.
"Goodbye to her, another year later, in an inn, I saw her enter the inn talking and laughing with a man in Tsing Yi, I looked at her upstairs, and felt that her complexion was not good, as if she was a little suffocated I don’t know where she got her true qi this year, I wanted to stop her to help her get treatment, but seeing her smiling brightly at the man, I felt unhappy, so I went back to the room by myself , and the room they opened happened to be next door to me."
"In the middle of the night, I heard the door of the room next door slamming slightly. At that time, I felt resentful. I thought that it was a woman who was prone to flirtatiousness. It was perfectly right to ignore her. Then the bed next door creaked. It was summer. The bamboo bed was used, and when there was any movement, it was really loud. I was upset and furious, and I wanted to kill the adulterer and adulterer, but I felt that it was the dirtiest thing in the world for me to see such a scene. thing... ”
He raised his head, closed his eyes, and suddenly fell silent. After a long time, sparkling drops of water bloomed from the bottom of his thick eyelashes, and he said softly: "I will never pass in the end, I will never pass in the end..."
The past crashed into the crumbling broken memory, bringing heart-wrenching pain, Zong Yue's breath fluctuated, and the golden-red Xun groaned with some unbearable strength in his slightly trembling palm, Meng Fuyao gently reached out and took the Xun away , said: "Her relic? Don't break it."
Zong Yue gave a soft "um", calmed down for a while, and turned his head to smile at her, his smile was really not like a smile, Meng Fuyao turned his head with twinkling eyes.
"That early in the morning, I had to pay the bill and was about to leave. When I was leaving, I met Xiaoer knocking on the door next door. I passed by the door without squinting. I didn't intend to take a second look. When Xiaoer pushed it, the door opened."
The door opened.
How many years ago, the door was slowly opened, and the sunlight poured in, illuminating the small room. The sunlight was so bright that it burned his eyes. Since then, he has had a darkness that will always hurt his heart. .
That door is in memory, and it will never be closed from now on. My heart is locked in myriad ways, and I can't lock the layer of haze.
"... She died on the couch, and the body of the man in Tsing Yi was on the ground."
Meng Fuyao let out a short "ah", although from Zong Yue's narration, she knew that Nie Ruhan would never be a flirtatious woman who would love all night long, but such a sudden death still made her surprised by the coldness of fate .
However, Zong Yue's tone calmed down. It seemed that when he said this, the pain was the most painful, and he was numb when the pain was extreme. It didn't matter that the pain was even worse. His soft profile was written in the moonlight, and the moonlight illuminated that he was more painful than ordinary people. The lighter hair color and lip color, and the light cherry-like color, reminds people of flowers blooming gently in the spring breeze, but those flowers have long been frozen.
"That night, the man in Tsing Yi wanted to offend her. She probably knew it well, so the knife was by the pillow, but the two of them probably struggled. During the struggle, although she killed the other party, the zhenqi that blocked the vainness suddenly went astray. Later, the creaking of the bamboo bed was caused by the tossing and turning of pain when she was dying of madness."
"She twisted until she died, with one hand on her heart, and the other hand stretched out far away. She didn't know what she wanted to touch..."
Meng Fuyao bit her lip.
Such a miserable death...
In the small city inn, all the lights were turned off, one was struggling for life on the bamboo bed in the dark, and the other was furious because of a misunderstanding next door, and finally failed to take that crucial step.
When she died, he didn't know that he who was silently calling was next door. When she died, he didn't know that she never betrayed him.
Did Nie Ruhan stretch out his hand at the last moment of his life to touch the hard and thin wall in the illusion of dying, imagining that it was the chest of his lover
But she never knew that behind the wooden wall was his real temperature.
So close, so far away.
Zong Yue no longer spoke.
But Meng Fuyao already understood all his explanations.
The reason for the "urgency" is nothing more than a knot in my heart that can never be solved.
Back then, if he had helped Ruhan improve her martial arts, she wouldn't have gone to the doctor in a hurry, trained her qi indiscriminately, and then easily lost herself in danger and died violently in the inn.
When they met at the inn back then, if he had healed Ru Han when he saw that her complexion was not right, nothing would have happened later.
These two mistakes that ruined the joy of his life caused him to be anxious in the future. The reason he worked so hard to help Meng Fuyao improve his martial arts was because he was afraid that when Meng Fuyao encountered danger, like Ru Han, he would suffer from insufficient martial arts. Self-protection, in the end it hurts itself.
He worked so hard to help Meng Fuyao control her injuries, immediately suppressed them with medicine whenever she had a problem, and refused to give her a chance to recuperate and recover on her own, because he was afraid that Meng Fuyao, like Ru Han, would miss the opportunity for the fastest treatment. , will kill his life in a sudden incident.
A large part of Zong Yue's reputation as "Medical Sage" comes from his extremely fast curative effect on diseases. Once he accepts a patient, he will go all out and work day and night to cure him as soon as possible. Before, Meng Fuyao thought that this It was due to his personality, and now I know that all the urgency comes from a mistake that can never be redeemed.
Those unrememberable pasts buried in the depths of the nightmare!
Meng Fuyao let out a sigh, and it was scattered in the wind, but Zong Yue gently took the xun in her palm, caressed it lovingly, and brought it close to his lips, a piece of music that was as gentle as flowing water and as deep as a mountain flowed out from his lips, With ancient sadness, there are still some irretrievable memories. It is a girl dancing under the sunset flower corridor in autumn. The dance is light and never breaks the red maple. I can't go back to the original branch.
A song "Sorrowful Farewell".
People are always sad about parting, and then refuse to get together.
He slowly, above the gazebo, in the night wind and under the bright moon, blows his ancient Xun.
Back then, the little man in brocade clothes, with eyes as bright as ice and snow, scolded him with his hips on his hips—you skinny chicken is such a waste, you won't be able to protect me in the future! The little boy back then snorted, and then suddenly looked back many years later and found that the words became a prophecy.
And that year on Xuanyuan Mountain, when the pearl curtain opened and the moon was full, the girl who flitted across the willow branches startled the rustling green leaves of a tree. —As bright as ice and snow, like a snowflake flying into the eyes.
And above the clear water, with the help of a flying sleeve, her long hair hangs down on the surface of the water, and her figure is so graceful that she will not bend, and when she looks up at Sheng Xue, his heart is shocked like that, and she thinks of it for so many years. The girl who was his childhood sweetheart before suddenly felt so hesitant in his heart, he simply gave up his very important belt, just to walk away faster.
Go away, can't go away, that kind of fate goes round and round, and when she met in front of the Wuji Hongshi Mountain, the rogue bandit Jin Er who blocked the road and robbed her was just like the "innocent witch" who ran into the rivers and lakes with ignorant martial arts and ignorance.
Suddenly he wanted to keep her so much, so Yi Huchun became an excuse to rob the servant.
The little servant is born with talent, not a naive witch. He accompanied her from Dewang Mansion to Yaocheng, watching her weeping for the warmth of the world at the dinner table, watching her killing soldiers and eradicating grass and roots to save the old man Hu's family, watching her In front of that treacherous county magistrate Su, one moment she talked eloquently and the next moment she turned around and killed someone. Seeing her quickly subdue the county government servants, urging them to report false letters, she stretched out her graceful hand from Su Xiancheng's body, and caught the fierce and cautious A Shi. The throat of the castellan.
Such a fierce yet kind, cunning and magnanimous woman.
Such a casual and self-loving woman who would rather use love to turn poison than commit herself to others for survival.
He finally gradually realized that she is her, she is not Ruhan, even though those eyes are equally bright, even if the character is also outwardly strong, but inwardly, they are so different.
Ruhan rejects softness with her strength, and she wraps softness with strength.
Yaocheng was besieged, but she chose to feign surrender and enter the enemy's camp alone. She was spurned by the crowd, although thousands of people would go for her, but her passionate heart was frozen by frost and snow, and she was almost forced to commit suicide at the gate of the city.
He was collecting medicine in the sky at that time, and the news finally got through. With a shake of his hand, a piece of Dragon Ball Grass that he had worked so hard to collect fell into the abyss.
But he couldn't care less, hurried down the mountain, ran away and killed several horses within a few days, and almost caused a relapse of his old disease.
When I came back and saw that she was safe, I let out such a long breath, and something deep in my heart slowly collapsed in an instant.
The "death news" of grandson Wuji came, she was knocked down but still stood, steel-like quiet and cold, she didn't cry, she wanted to make her enemy cry.
He watched her do those things calmly and numbly, and remembered Ruhan who vowed to kill her own father to avenge him. She carried the heavy merit tablet on her thin, daughter-in-law's back, and moved it away step by step. After traveling for three miles, when the stele was thrown down heavily on the main hall, she was so pressed that she vomited blood, then wiped off the blood, and walked around the downtown three times with the stele on her back.
He still doesn't understand how Ru Han, who hadn't practiced martial arts at that time, could memorize it
Such women.
They walked through the surprised eyes of the world, and they never changed their perseverance through wind and rain.
They are uniquely charming because of their persistence, and they are not grouped in Shizhang Ruanhong.
So he thought that he just admired such a woman, and hoped that the woman who had Ruhan's strength, but was warmer and broader than Ruhan's would be protected and move forward smoothly, so that she would no longer end up miserable like Ruhan.
However, really
Last night, Changsun Wuji's soft inquiry was like thunder piercing the confusion in his heart. In such a sudden light, he saw himself, those thoughts that he called himself indifferent but couldn't get rid of.
Ruhan is his fiancée who has never been deeply in love but has a shallow relationship. The number of times they have met and got along in their lives can be counted on the fingers, so that now he remembers the pain of such a loss, but her face has been blurred in memory.
Meng Fuyao, on the other hand, is living with her all the way, becoming brighter and clearer, a scenery that can't stop attracting people to chase after.
And why is he like this? how so? Why are you so afraid that she will suffer Ruhan's fate when you know she is not Ruhan
Fear of losing because of caring.
Those feelings written in the deepest part of my mind were frosty and cold early in the morning, but finally slowly torrented.
It's just that the waves finally surged, but I'm afraid that they will never be able to reach the embankment of lovesickness. The long embankment belonging to her may have already shone another round of moonlight.
Zong Yue smiled shallowly, raised his xun and blew, his light hair brushed against his light lips, crimson like cherry blossoms under the moonlight, that color represented the weakness of life, like under the seemingly plump appearance of his life Permanent pallor.
"Farewell to Hurt".
She is by my side, and I am hurting to leave.
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A song of Xun, sigh silently.
Zong Yue was blowing lightly all the time, the moonlight between his brows was deep, Meng Fuyao sat beside him with his knees hugged, his long hair scattered in the wind, quietly looking at his soft profile, thinking of the woman who chased and bumped into walls all her life, Think of the Sen Leng fate that belongs to her and them.
Thinking of the proud sons of the jade hall and golden horse beside him, grandson Wuji, Zhan Beiye, Zong Yue, Yunhen, Yan Jingchen.
Is it true that all people who stand on high places are destined to suffer more injuries than ordinary people
When they have identity, wealth, status, and knowledge, God will take back some ordinary happiness that belongs to the world, and put the brand of fate on that happiness.
A deep love will not last long, but a strong one will be humiliated.
She stood up gently. This moment belonged to Zong Yue and his fiancee. No one should easily break this day of mourning.
She left slowly, unaware that the shadow of the man blowing the xun to the moon under the moonlight on the gazebo overlapped with her back.
Zong Yue never looked back until she left. He gently stroked the sound hole on the xun and smiled calmly.
"Ru Han, why do I feel that meeting her is a punishment you secretly gave me?"
Meng Fuyao didn't hear these words, she went back to her room in a daze, and climbed into bed in a daze, and then she crawled into a warm embrace.
With a soft "uh", Meng Fuyao pushed him: "I'm not in the mood today, I don't want to make jokes or hit people, you can go."
"I know you're not in the mood today." The man didn't move, stretched out his slender hand to hold her, and took her a little pale into his arms, well, the position was just right, what a hug.
"That's why I'm in charge of sending you in a good mood."
There was still a little gap between the two, Master Yuan Bao immediately crawled over to fill it.
Meng Fuyao couldn't help smiling, but refused again, "Hot."
The man immediately adjusted the temperature very cooperatively. His true qi was originally cold, but once it circulated, it became cool and comfortable. He carried Yuan Bao to his shoulder again. Meng Fuyao felt a little reluctant and grabbed his palm. After a while, he said, "Changsun Wuji, it's rare for you to be so obedient."
The man above his head smiled, and his chest trembled slightly: "For someone like you, you can't be hard or soft, so I have to be good, and maybe you can get a reluctant look from General Meng."
"It's really pitiful." Meng Fuyao laughed, gradually becoming drowsy, and said with dizzy eyes, "I don't know how many people have been deceived by your Buddha-mouthed snake-heartedness."
The eldest grandson Wuji looked down at her with a smile. The woman's figure was graceful, sinking in the bright moonlight in a room, her eyes and brows were a little tired because of fatigue, and her usual bright temperament became a bit more smoky and lazy. The thick and long eyelashes in his palm reminded him of a cat, generally lazy, with a bit of mystery sneaking in the dark.
The eyelashes fluttering in the palm of his hand, the itching fluttered, Changsun Wuji smiled slightly, and said softly: "What story did you hear, you are so lost?"
Meng Fuyao was silent for a moment, told him about Ru Han's story, and finally concluded: "It's a misunderstanding that hurts people, it's something that can never be wrong again."
But Changsun Wuji said: "No, no, the reason why there is such a fatal misunderstanding is because there is not enough love."
Meng Fuyao was not convinced, and retorted: "Look at Zong Yue's nostalgia, isn't that called love?"
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled but did not answer—men are not women, and they confuse guilt and nostalgia with love, but there is no need to explain so much to the little fool, at least he is a rival in love.
Meng Fuyao absent-mindedly grabbed Yuan Bao's hair, and asked him: "Changsun Wuji, why are you, you guys, so easy to experience things that ordinary people can't experience."
Changsun Wuji smiled, gagged Yuan Bao who was about to bite, stuffed it into the corner of the bed, pressed it with a pillow, and patted her on the back to lull her to sleep, saying: "We are not ordinary people. "
Meng Fuyao laughed when he heard this, and felt that this person was really narcissistic, and immediately understood what he meant—the royal family is the most violent, darkest and filthiest family in the world, the nobleness that is supported on the skin and the beauty that is hidden in the bone. Dirty co-exist, looking across the Seven Kingdoms, which wealthy family's lintel has not been stained with blood? Which rich family has not thrown a corpse into the dry well? Which palace has not had the ghosts of the losers in the power struggle
She sighed softly, and said: "I heard a saying before that before the country was destroyed, a princess covered her face and cried: May she never be born into the emperor's family forever. At that time, I thought that she was just unlucky and encountered a disaster of destroying the country." The princess is naturally the worst. Now I know that even the princess and prince in the Taiping era are also very unlucky... Changsun Wuji, is there such a dynasty that is equal, bright, and checks and balances power, although it has inevitable darkness and injustice? , but doing your best to be just and fair?"
The eldest grandson Wuji was silent, and answered after a while: "Waiting for you to build it."
But Meng Fuyao laughed, and fell down on the couch with his eyes covered: "I'm really in a daze. A person who studies history asks such a stupid question. Talking about equality and power checks and balances in the feudal system and low productivity of Wuzhou Continent? Doesn't that mean Talking about when to win the world championship with the Chinese men's football team, and talking about human self-knowledge with Sister Feng is as absurd... Wait for me to build it? If I really want to be here for the rest of my life, I will build it. Right now, I don't have time."
She closed her eyes tiredly, and felt someone approaching gently above her head, and her gentle voice passed by her ears like spring rain: "Why are you not free?"
"...Go home." Meng Fuyao turned over, replied lazily, and waved softly: "Remember to close the door when you go out."
She fell asleep and didn't hear an answer, only when the dark curtain fell, she felt the slightly moist midnight wind blowing across her forehead, the wind lingered for a long time, mixed with lingering and gentle sighs.
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The days have returned to calm, because the quarrel caused by the Moon Soul Treasure and the common memory of a dead woman in the long night have been cherished and put away by those who own and listen to them. They will not forget or mention it. There is still a way to go. Looking back is the reflection, looking forward is the sunshine.
Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiheng got along very well recently - she said that day "My lord's life is not long", Lei defeated Zhan Beiheng, and was almost chased out by his guards, but Meng Fuyao just sat calmly at that time, drinking tea slowly, Said: "This subordinate is full of passion, willing to take risks to give the lord an enlightenment, and the lord still wants to drive me out? Okay, I will not come in next time after I leave this door."
After finishing speaking, she dressed and left, and ordered the guards of the palace: "Please guide me, next time you won't see me, General."
Zhan Beiheng was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry at this shrewd and stupid, bold and ignorant general, but he also stopped the guards and left Meng Fuyao to drink tea and chat. After the two drank tea several times, Zhan Beiheng Only then did he finally casually ask: "How do you explain what you said at the beginning?"
"No solution." Meng Fuyao replied, "My lord knows it well, I don't need to say more."
Zhan Beiheng squinted at her, and said after a long time: "Then what do you do? Your Majesty, if you don't want to be a celebrity, come here to inform me?"
"Men, wake up and hold the power of the world and lie down on the lap of a beautiful woman." Meng Fuyao giggled, "What is the general of the dragon and the tiger? The minister who founded the country from the dragon is the real ambition!"
Zhan Beiheng was stimulated by her to jump up again, "Bold—come—"
Meng Fuyao smiled, but sat still.
Zhan Beiheng stopped talking halfway, stared at her, panting with anger: "You you you you you you you—"
Meng Fuyao stood up regretfully, and spread his hands: "Oh, don't drag me to the Golden Palace? Don't arrest me and behead me at the Meridian Gate? I was thinking that I could die in Luolongtai with His Royal Highness wrapped in yellow silk , It's a great honor, hey, what a pity."
Zhan Beiheng pressed his hands on the table, there was nothing he could do with this lazy boy—could he really drag him to the Golden Palace with just this sentence? Brother Huang only needs to ask "How could he tell you this in your mansion?", and then think about it, the crime of treason is definitely heavier than him!
This kid is vicious!
But Meng Fuyao said: "I know the lord can't trust me, it's okay, the lord will understand the sincerity of his subordinates one day."
She staggered out of the palace to meet her colleagues in the imperial camp. Xie Yu, the commander of the imperial camp, was unsmiling, rigid in handling things, and unpopular. They felt that the new deputy commander was generous, refreshing, and didn't like to interfere. Affairs, turn a blind eye to some of their usual means of making money, good man!
After playing dice for a while, Meng Fuyao lost again. He lost heartlessly and laughed heartlessly. He casually took out a large ingot of silver and put it there, saying: "Brother didn't bring any loose silver today, just take this."
Some people are embarrassed: "I don't have a scale, how can I find it for you."
Meng Fuyao waved his hand: "What to look for, remember, it's convenient for you to lose next time!" Then he walked out, "Brother, go pee."
There was a burst of laughter behind him, and someone said: "There are still people who leave money to lose, Commander Xiao Meng, have fun!"
Meng Fuyao waved his hand—what's the fun? Eighty percent of them are laughing behind their backs, and some curse themselves for losing next time? idiot!
She walked out of the barracks and didn't go to the latrine. Naturally, she never went to the latrine outside. After walking a few steps, she met a white-faced and beardless man. He looked familiar, he was an eunuch from the palace.
The eunuch looked at her for a while with a half-smile, squeezed his throat and said, "Commander Xiao Meng, Your Majesty has called you into the palace."
Meng Fuyao obediently followed with an "oh", with a calm expression, turning a blind eye to the strange eyes of the servants, Zhan Nancheng was waiting for her in the imperial study, and she paid her respects, but Zhan Nancheng lost the enthusiasm and kindness of the previous days, as if he hadn't Hearing this, Meng Fuyao didn't cry out, and knelt patiently, counting the square brick grids in the ground.
It was a long time later that Zhan Nancheng released the book, and seemed to have just seen Meng Fuyao, and said with a dragged smile: "Commander Meng just took up a new post recently, he is so busy, so he doesn't come to the palace anymore."
Meng Fuyao blinked, and replied: "Your Majesty, you are not Xuan Weichen."
Zhan Nancheng choked so much that he choked, and said for a while, "Can't you please see me? I see that you are very courteous when you sneak into Prince Heng's mansion?"
I couldn't bear it so soon, Meng Fuyao despised you, Lao Zhan, you are really not at the same level as Zhangsun Wuji, no wonder he didn't even bother to deal with you.
Zhan Nancheng stared at Meng Fuyao, thinking that this kid must apologize in fear, but she said clearly and crisply: "Your Majesty's knees are so sore."
The whole house collapsed, Zhan Nancheng's face turned black and white again, and after a while, he remembered that it was as the letter said, this is a rough man, his courage is boundless, and his scheming is so shallow, it is really useless to compete with this kid strength.
So he had no choice but to shout, and gave him a seat, Meng Fuyao happily sat down, and chatted with Zhan Nancheng about the affairs of the imperial camp, seeing her calmness, Zhan Nancheng was really uncomfortable, and knew that it was useless to go around with her , I had no choice but to remind directly: "As a foreign minister, it's not good to be too diligent in making friends with the prince. I don't think there are so many official duties in Hengwang's mansion for you to repay, right?"
"No." Meng Fuyao shook his head straightforwardly, "The lord is the boss of this minister, he told me to move around more, how dare I not obey."
These words blocked Zhan Nancheng again. He was bored and felt that this kid was good at everything, but he was a little bit 250. He was depressed and felt relieved. For the emperor, the courtiers, especially the generals, are smart It is not a good thing that the city government is ruthless.
However, Meng Fuyao happily talked about all kinds of jokes about the palace with Zhan Nancheng, and told Zhan Nancheng all the gossips of those gossip officials—"The lord's eighteen concubines, known as the eighteen immortals, they said that the lord is That bodhisattva, who made the immortals submissive, didn't know where to get their muscles and bones strong. It was probably a good prescription given by the Imperial Medical Office. He urged the minister and the prince to ask for one, but the prince still refused to admit it, hee hee, my minister Said that I wanted to marry three wives, and I was very happy every day, because I was afraid of hurting my body as a martial artist, so I pestered the prince in every possible way, so I asked someone to copy it to me, and I repeatedly asked not to spread it. I couldn't read that word clearly, so I went to the medical officer in his mansion and secretly copied it—Your Majesty, do you want it?"
Zhan Nancheng couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, what is this, the monarchs and ministers talk about romantic anecdotes in the palace, and share aphrodisiac granules? When word got out that he was a fool, he quickly refused, but Meng Fuyao took out the dirty paper and stuffed it into his hand, Zhan Nancheng glanced at him, but suddenly stopped.
There are several kinds of medicines on it, which are tributes from Moro. He saw them on the tribute list in previous years, but this year they are gone. He thought it was because Moro didn’t get in, so he didn’t ask. Nekuli reported no, Beiheng was there at that time, but he didn't say a word, thinking that this thing was actually in his residence.
He took the prescription and looked at it carefully again, his brows could not help but tremble - he knows the medicine, so he can see that this prescription is more than just aphrodisiac? I'm afraid that the yang weakness caused by external trauma will also have a great effect. It is indeed a treasure worth a thousand gold. I remembered that I was injured on the saddle designed by Beiheng on the night when I was held hostage. He hinted at Bei Heng and asked him to find some good prescriptions. Bei Heng agreed and offered the prescriptions, but they didn't work. I never thought that he would have such strange prescriptions in his hands! Then why don't you give it all the time
From this, he also thought of the difficulty of his heirs, so far he has only two sons and one daughter, the third prince is dull, the prince is weak, and the sick child... Thinking about it, sweat started to form on his back.
Sweat broke out on his back, but his face didn't show any expression, he casually threw the prescription on the table, and said: "I can't just use the prescription presented by my servant at will, but seeing your sincerity, I accept it first." , Ask the Imperial Medical Office to review it before giving it to you, I naturally don’t use it, it’s just folk prescriptions, some are medicine for tigers and wolves, it’s safer to have someone look at you before using it.”
"Thank you Your Majesty for loving me!" Meng Fuyao giggled, "I haven't taken it yet, some medicines are really hard to find, and I can't buy them at any cost. It's hard for me to sneak into the palace medical officer that day and copy them for nothing. .”
Zhan Nancheng showed a slight sneer - of course you can't buy it, not even me!
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he finally caught the last sentence of Meng Fuyao, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "This prescription, did you infiltrate the palace's medical officer and copy it yourself?"
"That's right." Meng Fuyao replied innocently, "The words that the lord gave to my minister are very illegible, and it doesn't seem to have as much medicine as this one. The prescription is locked in a very secret drawer, and Doctor Sun won't let this minister get close. Weichen sent him away by cheating and opened the lock to get it, he really knows how to hide, but Weichen used to be a street gangster, if nothing else, just open the lock, hehe."
She smiled obscenely, and Zhan Nancheng smiled without a smile. After a while, he waved his hand and said, "Kneel down."
Meng Fuyao resigned and walked outside the palace gate. She rode her horse on the avenue outside the palace gate. Under the setting sun, the road was bright and wide, like a vast expanse of water, and she was driving the horse along here. On the surging water, when the long whip is drawn, there is a large cluster of bright sunlight.
But at this time, between her broad and clear eyebrows, she revealed a deep smile.
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Within a few days, the inner court issued a decree that Meng Fuyao was promoted on the spot, and served as the deputy commander of the Feibao Battalion and the commander of the Feihu Battalion. The three major battalions of the imperial camp, Feihu Feibao Feihu, among them Feihu was always vacant, and all the deputy commanders fought fiercely. In the end, Xie Yu, the president of the imperial camp, took the concurrent post. Now that Xie Yu's position remains unchanged, that part-time job has been removed, and it belongs to Meng Fuyao, who came from the airborne. Strangely, what is even more strange is that Heng Wang, who is directly in charge of the imperial camp, has no objection to this edict, and most of the deputy commanders of the various factions also have no objection—Heng Wang believes that Meng Fuyao is his man, and the deputy commanders Anyway, I can't get you and I can't get it. Everyone is fair. As for Zhan Nancheng, he also thinks that Meng Fuyao is his.
The most shameless official in the history of the Tiansha court was born.
The shameless official Meng Fuyao continued to visit Hengwang's mansion every day, and after running for a while, he finally ran into a problem.
Ya had an affair with the most beloved ninth immortal of the Eighteen Immortals of the Palace and was caught.