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Lu Shiqing went back to his room with the kite in his pocket, as if he had a treasure, and he couldn't stop smiling.
Not far away, Lu Shuangyu, who didn't know what was going on, stared at the scene in amazement, feeling a little complicated. After tomorrow, my brother will be 23 years old. This is probably not the legendary rejuvenation.
During dinner, Lu Shiqing explained the official mission to Xuan Shi, omitting the specific destination and reason. Firstly, Emperor Huining had instructed that in order to avoid unrest among the people, the war should be concealed within the capital for the time being, and all the court officials who were discussing matters in Xuanzheng Hall today were forbidden to make any announcement to the outside world.
Secondly, the so-called peace talks should have been conducted when both the enemy and us were willing to stop fighting. But now it was the Great Zhou that unilaterally wanted to repel the enemy. Lu Shiqing was tantamount to walking on the edge of a knife. Exposing his purpose and whereabouts early might very well bring disaster upon himself. Therefore, the fewer people who knew about this, the better.
It would be no good for Xuan and Lu Shuangyu to know too much.
But the two of them were not stupid. The Saint always loved Lu Shiqing. If it was not necessary, why would he send him on a business trip at the end of the year? In this situation, there was probably only one possibility, that the military situation was urgent. But where exactly the war started, they were in the back house and had no way of knowing.
After dinner, Lu Shiqing returned to the study, sorted out the military reports by lamplight, and studied the route of the trip south. He took a bath and went to bed at nearly two o'clock. Before going to bed, he remembered Yuan Cixian and couldn't help but take out her kite again. After taking a look, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
Wait. Although this love poem can be considered bold and unrestrained, such a roundabout way does not seem to be Yuan Cixian's style. Moreover, he remembered that he had hinted very clearly today, and she also clearly understood the meaning. Since she had come to the Lu Mansion, how could she be willing to leave after hanging a kite
At first, Lu Shiqing was concerned about southern Yunnan, but at the same time, some words in the poem made his blood boil. Only then did he realize that something seemed to have gone wrong.
His face gradually turned ugly, and when he realized the whole cause and effect, he couldn't help but throw off the quilt in anger.
He might as well poke out his own eyes with these nosy eyes!
Lu Shiqing's heart was filled with blood, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't. He paced back and forth in front of the bed in his middle clothes. He had no idea when he would return from southern Yunnan. If Yuan Cixian misunderstood him like this, wouldn't he have to collect a thick collection of poems when he returned to Chang'an
no.
He glanced at the dark window, then put on his clothes and walked out angrily.
Lu Shiqing went to great lengths to avoid the curfew patrols until nearly three o'clock in the morning. After struggling for a while, he finally made up his mind to imitate the romantic story and do the work of sneaking into the boudoir at night. However, as soon as he approached the outer wall, he was stopped by a servant holding a lantern and hurriedly walked out of the side door: "Are you Minister Lu?" The other party peered at him in the pitch black darkness and said, "The King of Southern Yunnan has instructed that if you come, please wait for him in the central hall."
“…” The stories in the books are all lies.
The first time Lu Shiqing visited Yuan Cihan's boudoir at night, he was caught waiting for her. His face turned black instantly and he wanted to turn around and leave. However, he knew that if he gave up the opportunity tonight, he might never see Yuan Cihan again. So he had to bite the bullet and followed the servants to the main hall in disappointment.
Yuan Yizhi seemed to have not slept at all. He came over soon and scolded him coldly when he saw him: "It seems that Minister Lu has forgotten his promise to me."
All the way from the side door to the main hall, Lu Shiqing had already resumed his usual demeanor, not showing any sign of embarrassment at all. He smiled and said, "Lu is indeed not a gentleman. To me, a promise is more important than life and death. If I am going to die tomorrow, I will not be willing to keep my promise beyond tonight."
Yuan Yizhi raised his eyebrows: "I remember that Minister Lu repeatedly told the Saint that you are 100% sure."
Lu Shiqing smiled faintly: "If I didn't say it was 100%, how could the saint agree to my request? You know the situation in southern Yunnan better than I do, and you know that there is no way this matter can be 100% certain, so you left the door open for me tonight and allowed me to see her and say goodbye."
Yuan Yizhi remained silent as if to assent. He stared at him for a while and said, "Boy, I know you are not a reckless person. You will be able to persuade Nanzhao and Tubo to withdraw their troops, but the prerequisite is that you have to speak for it."
Lu Shiqing nodded. Indeed, in this trip to southern Yunnan, it was easier to persuade than to persuade.
Yuan Yizhi took out a crescent-shaped piece of pure imperial topaz from his wide sleeves and handed it to him, saying, "Here, you don't need me to teach you how to use it."
Lu Shiqing lowered his eyes and paused for a moment.
Before this, he had never been sure whether Yuan Yizhi had secretly cultivated a private army in southern Yunnan that belonged to him alone. When he helped Zheng Zhuo win over Yuan Yu, he had tried to find out several times, but to no avail. Unexpectedly, the answer came to him now.
This piece of imperial topaz is probably a token that can be used to command that private army.
Yuan Yizhi handed this thing to him, which undoubtedly meant that the lifeblood of the Yuan family was in his hands. If he wanted to, he could turn around and hand it over to the saint and put the Yuan family to death.
Lu Shiqing couldn't help but say he was a little surprised.
He was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand to refuse, saying, "You should know that there is more than one way to repel the enemy. I must go south to prevent Nanzhao from putting the Yuan family at a disadvantage in this battle, which would make the saint more afraid of you. If I use this jade to save my life, all my efforts will be in vain, and it may even make the situation worse. In this case, why don't I just give up this trip?"
Yuan Yizhi smiled loudly: "Giving it to you is my moral obligation. It is your choice whether to use it or not. It has nothing to do with me. But you have to remember that you can only marry my daughter if you are alive."
Lu Shiqing smiled and shook his head, then reached out to take it: "Thank you, King of Southern Yunnan, for your help."
He sneered, as if to signal him not to be too happy too soon, and then said: "I'll ask the servants to call her to the central hall. I'll give you two incense sticks of time."
Lu Shiqing hurriedly said: "No."
Yuan Yizhi twitched his eyebrows: "How?"
"I guess you didn't tell her about the war after you returned from Xuanzheng Palace, nor did you plan to tell her about my upcoming trip south, which would have made her worried. If that's the case, how could she not be suspicious when she was asked to come to the central hall and learned that you had arranged this meeting?"
Yuan Yizhi choked.
Yes, his daughter was so smart that she was likely to notice the clues.
Lu Shiqing took advantage of his choking moment to continue: "If you really care about me, why not leave this matter to me."
Yuan Yizhi was immediately furious: "Are you telling me that you are going to her boudoir?"
"Yes. But you can rest assured. If I really don't follow the rules, I would have done so long before you came to Chang'an. Of course, if you don't agree, I will have to go back home. Whether I can see her again alive depends on God's will."
It's really well-reasoned and wins a lot of sympathy!
Yuan Yizhi was choking for a long time, and he felt that he could not refuse the trivial request of a "dying man", so he pretended that he knew nothing, and left, turning back and adding: "One stick of incense!"
*
At midnight, Yuan Cixian was sleeping soundly when she was suddenly awakened by a bang from the rear window. She realized that a thief had broken in and sat up in a hurry. She reacted quickly despite her sleepiness, thinking that such a commotion could not be caused by anyone. She immediately grabbed the blanket and wrapped herself up. She opened her mouth to shout, but first she heard the person whisper, "It's me."
She was startled when she heard the voice, and when she blinked her eyes again, she saw Lu Shiqing walking around the screen in her room and standing in front of her bed, blowing a gust of cold air in.
She shuddered, and came back to her senses a little, but she couldn't believe her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and then looked up and said dully, "Damn it, am I obsessed with writing love poems?"
She hadn't had a dream like this in which she could see a human face for a long time.
Lu Shiqing thought that he might have gone crazy and that was why he came here, but he said, "Yes, Yuan Cixian, congratulations on dreaming about me."
Yuan Cixian was skeptical when she heard this, and she pinched her arm hard, crying out in pain, and then she hissed and said, "Lu Shiqing, what nonsense are you talking about? It hurts me to death."
She was now completely awake. On the one hand, she was worried about the negligence of the guards in the mansion, and on the other hand, she was suspicious of the reason why Lu Shiqing came here. She wrapped herself in the quilt and questioned him: "How did you get in in the middle of the night? What are you doing sneaking into my boudoir..."
She was halfway through her words when Lu Shiqing suddenly leaned over and gently pinched her chin, and her lips, which were opening and closing, were swallowed up in his mouth.
Yuan Cixian was slightly aware of it and was slightly shocked. Not knowing why, she thought, he was in so much pain, could it be that he had mysophobia again
She wiped her lips and looked disgusted with him: "You are being a hooligan and you think you are right?"
"You asked me yourself what I did when I sneaked into your bedroom." He just answered her with his actual actions.
Yuan Cixian looked at him angrily: "Besides this, don't you have anything else to say?"
"Oh. Also, I read your poem and its rhythm is acceptable."
Who wants to listen to him talk about this
Yuan Cixian pointed and said, "Lu Shiqing, you stripped me once in Shangzhou, slept in my carriage once in Shuzhou, and broke into my boudoir once in Changan. You held my hand once, hugged me at least four times, and kissed me three times. Even after all this, you still don't plan to marry me? And you still dare to say you don't like me?"
Finally, she said it. Lu Shiqing had waited for this day for a long time. But she didn't say it earlier or later, but just said it when he was not sure of the answer.
Seeing him choke, Yuan Cixian became even angrier: "My father won't really skin you alive. When are you going to propose marriage?"
Yuan Cixian really didn't want to force him with those trivial matters at first, but seeing that her father had come to Chang'an, Lu Shiqing still did nothing. If he waited until her father returned to southern Yunnan, wouldn't he have another reason to delay her for a year
No matter what, the marriage must be settled in these few days.
However, Lu Shiqing really couldn't take it seriously. The war in southern Yunnan was raging and the journey was full of dangers. If he promised her now, she would really be a widow if something happened.
He hesitated for a while and gave a suitable answer: "Next time."
What a perfunctory statement. Yuan Cixian was so angry that she wanted to hit him, but he continued, "Next time you see me."
She paused for a moment, her eyes lit up: "Really?"
Lu Shiqing nodded, looking serious.
Yuan Cixian's temper came and went quickly. She patted the edge of the bed and motioned him to sit down. Then she asked, "That's easy. To avoid any more trouble, I will go to you tomorrow to keep watch."
Lu Shiqing didn't sit down, but sighed in his heart and refused: "I'm not free tomorrow, you just stay at home. It's getting late, I should go."
Yuan Cixian refused to let him go. She grabbed his arm and dragged him to the edge of the bed. "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Can you not be at home? It's fine to propose marriage at your home. It doesn't matter where. I will come."
Seeing that he remained silent, she pinched his arm again and frowned, "Did you hear me? Wait for me to come to your house tomorrow and be proposed to by you."
What kind of marriage proposal is this? Lu Shiqing laughed in his heart, and seeing that he couldn't leave without agreeing, he could only blink and say, "Okay."
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