All the people in the yard looked at Long Xuan, not understanding how he could shout so loudly just by cutting down a tree.
The two craftsmen didn't know Long Xuan, and after being frightened by Long Xuan's shout, they saw Luo Zhiqiu and Xie Yu following behind Long Xuan, so they stopped and stepped aside.
"Your Majesty?" Luo Zhiqiu asked Long Xuan, "Is there something wrong with this tree?"
"I remember that Luo Wei likes this tree," Long Xuan's mood still did not calm down, standing under the tung tree that was almost cut off in the middle, he scolded Luo Zhiqiu with a slap in the face: "Why did you let someone cut it off? Don't you want to stay in this yard?!"
Luo Zhiqiu looked at the courtyard.
Long Xuan also looked at the courtyard, and at a glance, Long Xuan was so full of fire from the palace that he could no longer hold back. It turned out to be empty inside, this Luo Zhiqiu really wanted to let people destroy the whole yard. "Why did you do this?" Long Xuan asked in front of Luo Zhiqiu, still holding back his anger.
Luo Zhiqiu sighed, stretched out his hand and touched the tung tree stem, and said to Long Xuan in a low voice, "Xiao Wei doesn't really like flowers and plants, these are all things that the old minister ordered in his yard when he was a child, in order to let him cultivate his temperament. planted."
"Then why do you have to cut them all off now?" Long Xuan asked.
"Xiaowei is no longer here. The old wife comes to this yard every day to see it. Every time she sees it, she will cry again. It hurts when she sees it." Luo Zhiqiu said, "The old minister and his wife are both old, so they want to make this yard Change, so that I can live a little more comfortable, Heng Jian, the time when we and Xiao Wei meet underground will not be too long."
Hearing Luo Zhiqiu's words, Long Xuan was so suffocated, "Luo Wei is really dead?" He asked Luo Zhiqiu, "Are you sure Luo Wei is dead?"
Luo Zhiqiu glanced at Long Xuan in surprise and said, "King Jin passed away before the late emperor. Isn't your majesty more aware of this than the old minister?"
"That's right," Long Xuan thought of something at this time, Chong Luo Zhiqiu smiled instead, and said, "King Jin has been dead for a few years, I just always have a feeling that my sixth brother doesn't seem to be dead, I always feel that Where is he still alive?"
"King Jin and His Majesty were often together when they were young," Luo Zhiqiu said with a sad face: "The relationship between His Majesty and King Jin is incomparable to ordinary people. Sometimes when the old minister thinks of King Jin, he will feel that he is still by the old minister's side. One step away."
Long Xuan smiled again, walked out from under the tree, and said, "Since Luo Xiang is sad to see the things in this courtyard, then they will all be given to me."
Xie Yu on the side said: "Your Majesty wants these things, where should they be placed?"
"I have already decided to build a brocade garden in the palace," Long Xuan said, "just put these things there."
"Your Majesty," Luo Zhiqiu said with a frown, "Is there anything to say about this garden?"
"I built it for Luo Wei, so it's just a thought," Long Xuan said directly without concealing it.
"Ke Jin has passed away," Xie Yu thought of this garden, and estimated that he would have to spend a lot of snowflake silver in the court, and immediately asked, "Your Majesty built this garden, who did you want to live in?"
A somewhat broken picture scroll was sent to Long Xuan's feet by the wind at this time. Long Xuan ignored Xie Yu's words, but hurriedly bent over, carefully picked up the scroll from the ground, and after blowing the thick dust on it, unfolded the scroll. A water lotus stands in the center of the painting, lifelike. When Long Xuan saw the lotus flower, he recognized that it was a painting in Luo Wei's study, painted by Luo Wei himself.
Luo Zhiqiu also saw the water lotus in this painting, and he vaguely remembered this painting, it was painted by Luo Wei, and Wei Lan took it to mount it. Seeing Long Xuan looking at this painting, Luo Zhiqiu said to Long Xuan, "This painting is damaged, so your Majesty should throw it away."
"I should keep Luo Wei's things for him," Long Xuan carefully rolled up the painting, "I really miss him."
Luo Zhiqiu suddenly became angry when he heard it. He really wanted to ask Long Xuan, who was the one who killed Luo Wei? He Luo Zhiqiu was one of the murderers, but after a long talk with Luo Qi, Luo Zhiqiu knew that Long Xuan was the culprit who designed to harm Luo Wei. Now that this person is going to say such words again, Luo Zhiqiu thinks that Long Xuan is also extremely ridiculous.
Long Xuan couldn't care less about Luo Zhiqiu's thoughts, so he ordered to follow his luck all the time: "Bring everything here back to the palace."
Fu Yun hurriedly said, "The slaves follow the order."
"Let the Ministry of Industry send someone to look at the house here." Long Xuan pointed to the house in the courtyard again, and said, "The house built in Yijin Garden should be the same as the one here."
"Your Majesty!" Xie Yu said loudly: "What's the point of doing this? If you want to miss Prince Jin, there are many ways, why bother to build a garden of clothing in the palace?"
"Mingyuan," Long Xuan knew what Xie Yu was worried about, and said to Xie Yu: "Don't worry, the money for building this garden will come from my private treasury, and I won't touch one or two coins in the state treasury. Are you satisfied?"
The emperor used his own money to build a garden, so Xie Yu, a courtier, naturally couldn't object. He couldn't even care how Long Xuan wanted to spend his own money.
"Luo Xiang, take good care of your body," Long Xuan looked around the yard again, and said to Luo Zhiqiu, "I won't bother you anymore."
Fu Yun came forward to take the scroll from Long Xuan's hand.
"No need," Long Xuan didn't let Fortune serve him this time, he just said: "You stay here today, you must take one of the things here."
Fu Yun looked to the left and right, seeing that the people in Luo Mansion were standing far away from them, so he approached Long Xuan and whispered, "Your Majesty, the people in Changming Hall have taken care of it, Your Majesty. Don't you need the slaves to go back and rearrange the staff?"
"I don't need you for this," Long Xuan's eyes suddenly sharpened again, "Can't I be without you?"
Fu Yun was almost unable to stop, and hurriedly bowed to Long Xuan and said, "It's the servant who talks too much, the servant should die."
Long Xuan turned around and left, the murderous thoughts of fortune flashed in his heart, can this servant stay any longer? Long Xuan thought to himself, as if Fuyun knew too much.
Fuyun really hates himself for saying this. The eunuchs in Changming Hall are all old people who serve Long Xuan. If he kills him, he will kill him. How valuable is his life in the eyes of his master? ? Under the gaze of the people in Luofu, Fuyun gave himself a slap in the face.
Luo Zhiqiu saw this scene in his eyes, didn't ask a word, just respectfully sent Long Xuan to the gate of Luo Mansion.
"Luo Xiang," Long Xuan was about to leave, he suddenly waved to Luo Zhiqiu to come to his imperial equestrian, and whispered to Luo Zhiqiu, "I didn't seem to have made it clear just now."
Luo Zhiqiu said, "Your Majesty, please speak."
"I don't think that Luo Wei is not dead," Long Xuan said, "but that he is not dead."