Riling Up The Jianghu

Chapter 103

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The painted railings and painted buildings of the imperial palace are covered with white, which is the streamers of filial piety cloth, and it is also the rustling snow. After the death of the emperor, the city of Chang'an became pure and clean, no one dared to talk and laugh in the street, people came and went in silence, they were all so honest.

In Zheyuan, the big house is full of spring, and the three of them are accompanied by an animal, chatting vigorously. "Shh." Huo Linfeng raised his index finger to his lips, fell silent for a moment, and then winked outwards.

Rong Luoyun pushed the window open a crack, peeking in the dark, and saw the servants from the mansion coming to pick the lamps in the corridor. The gilt lamps were replaced with white lanterns, and the lacquered pillars and tapestry were all covered with dark cloth.

"It seems that it has been announced to the world." Rong Luoyun said quietly.

After the servants packed up and left, Huo Linfeng cleared his throat and said, "The palace is in chaos today. It is very troublesome to arrange the funeral of the emperor and the succession of the new emperor."

Rong Luoyun asked: "Then we have to go to the national funeral first?"

Huo Linfeng replied: "On the surface, the national mourning is indeed first." He lowered his eyes and threw a bean into his mouth to eat, "But the prince controls the government, and even the guards at the palace gate are replaced by his own people, it seems that he already owns the world gone."

Plop, Lu Zhun's sweet potatoes fell into the charcoal stove, raising a ring of soot, he raised his hands and asked, "Then Prince Rui won't be dealt with?"

Huo Linfeng pretended to be ruthless: "He was dealt with, what does it have to do with us?"

Lu Zhun yelled: "Of course it has nothing to do with you! But extraordinary palace has been in touch with Prince Rui for several years, so it won't be implicated?" He didn't care about the sweet potato, and ran to Rong Luoyun's side, grabbing him with his dirty hands , "Second brother, think of a way!"

Rong Luoyun broke away: "What can I do?"

Lu Zhun whispered: "You flew into the palace and killed the prince!"

Rong Luoyun frowned: "Do you think I'm invincible? I'll just fly into the sky to kill the Jade Emperor and rule the Three Realms." He said so, but his eyes turned lightly, and he met Huo Linfeng inadvertently.

Huo Linfeng chewed his beans with a smile, as if he had nothing to do with himself, but also seemed to be planning a strategy.

Poor little God of Wealth is simple and unreasonable. Anyway, he can't eat sweet potatoes anymore. He took Taiping out to breathe, went to the garden to step on the snow, and covered a ball of cold snow to cleanse his hands.

In the house, Huo Linfeng rescued the burnt sweet potatoes, not afraid of being scalded, and opened them to reveal the sweet cores, Rong Luoyun was like a greedy cat or dog, smelling the smell, approaching, from under Huo Linfeng's arms into his arms drill.

Huo Linfeng still remembered to settle accounts: "Second brother, what do you want to do?"

Rong Luoyun said: "Let the second sister-in-law hold her." His face became thicker and thicker, and he dared to say anything shameless, but it didn't count if he said it, and he looked straight at the other party's reaction.

General Huo's face was sullen, but Tong Ren'er was undisciplined, and tremblingly revealed a hint of uncontrollable laughter. He hugged Rong Luoyun and gave him a piece of sweet potato, and then cursed softly: "I'm used to torturing people, I don't know how to be ashamed."

Rong Luoyun ate sweet potatoes to occupy his mouth, and let the lesson be taught, the snow outside the window was falling more and more, and even the sound of falling could be heard when no one spoke. At this moment, it would be great if it was in Wumingju, or in the other garden of Dingbeihoufu.

A small stove, a lover, watching a snowfall.

Just looking at the snow is not enough, practice swords together in sunny and warm spring, pick lotus in summer, hold two bowls of brown sugar ice, and once autumn comes, take advantage of the high sky and light clouds to go out for a wandering, and the north and south Shuangsha walk in the rivers and lakes.

Rong Luoyun was fascinated by his thoughts, curled up the corners of his mouth, and smiled dumbly, that expression looked extraordinarily idiotic. "General," he murmured, pillowing Huo Linfeng's shoulder, "Is our future promising?"

Huo Linfeng replied, "Naturally."

He is like hugging a doll, he needs to be hugged tightly, and he needs to say nice words to coax him. He then said, reassuring Rong Luoyun: "The previous fierce battle is over, and the border has maintained peace for at least 20 years."

Rong Luoyun raised his face and asked, "What about the pass?"

After the death of Emperor Cheng, how will the crown prince deal with Chen Ruoyin after he succeeds to the throne? Chen Ruoyin has secretly recruited soldiers all these years, and will he plead guilty? If the worst happens, what should he do

Huo Linfeng said: "We said when we came here that Chen Ruoyin must die, remember?"

Rong Luoyun nodded: "You also said that you will do justice for the sky."

Huo Linfeng didn't answer any more, he just looked down at Rong Luoyun, acquiescing, his eyes were filled with seriousness. Rong Luoyun was holding the sweet potato, and when he was happy, he squeezed the sweet potato into sweet potato puree, which was warmly pasted on his hands.

The two shouted together: "Du Zheng!"

It's really miserable for Du Zheng, he came in carelessly and served these two annoying things with no regard for injustice.

Prince Rui's mansion was already a bleak white, if it was snow alone, it would be a pure and pure scene, but with Xiaobu decorating it, it only felt a strong sense of death.

On the half-finger-thick snow, a string of human footprints and a string of wolf paw prints snaked their way to the edge of the lake. When Lu Zhun and Taiping boarded the viewing platform, they could see the frozen lake.

"Wow." Taiping screamed in the cold wind.

The wolf is a wolf whose ancestral home is in the south of the Yangtze River, and the man is also a native of the south of the Yangtze River. Lu Zhun was shivering in his cloak, and couldn't help but sneezed hard all over his body.

He sniffed and said, "It's so fucking cold, let's go."

Taiping followed behind, baring his teeth and biting the corner of Lu Zhun's robe. Lu Zhun twisted and hid, and ran out of the garden in an irregular manner. Going to the east, I accidentally entered a section of the corridor. For some reason, there was no cold wind in this side of the world.

"Aw!"

Lu Zhun twisted his face and scolded: "What are you calling!"

As soon as he turned his head, he bumped into someone hard and icy, he was so startled that he backed up half a step, and after standing still, he took a closer look, it turned out to be Prince Rui in mourning clothes. Lu Zhun took the lead, trying to silence the challenge, and said, "I'm sorry."

Meng Tingyuan looked around, but he didn't see Rong Luoyun and Huo Linfeng, so he must be wandering alone. Unable to restrain himself, his gaze shifted to the opponent's finger, and when he saw the jade ring, he felt sullen.

Lu Zhun put his hands behind his back: "Look what, don't want to go back."

Meng Tingyuan thought this dodging attitude was timid, and said intimidatingly: "My ring, I'm coming back."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a swipe, and a sharp machete was pressed against his chest. Lu Zhun got very close, braving the aura of killing and stealing. Meng Tingyuan was stunned, and he couldn't believe it: "I am the prince of the dynasty, are you too courageous?"

Lu Zhun said: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, you must be strong enough!"

Meng Tingyuan laughed: "Just for a ring, you dare to take my life. If you are a smart person, shouldn't you curry favor with me and seek long-term wealth?"

Lu Zhun withdrew his knife and said with a look of disdain: "When the prince succeeds to the throne, what good fruit will you have? Think me stupid?"

Meng Tingyuan was so speechless: "As the saying goes, the monkeys will scatter when the tree falls, but before my tree falls, the Lord of the Three Palaces will be gone?" After working all day in the palace, he felt tired, so he simply sat down on the porch, "It's not like the palace and me After years of contact, how could it be so easy to get rid of it."

These words were mainly to fool people, so he raised his eyes and stared at him, taking a panoramic view of Lu Zhun's reaction. As expected, Lu Zhun was startled, frowned, and pouted his mouth involuntarily.

Looking like a child, Meng Tingyuan asked, "How old are you?"

Lu Zhun replied, "Twenty."

Still thinking about those words, he sat next to him and argued carefully: "Although Bufan Palace has contacted you, but there is no proof, otherwise Chen Ruoyin would have exposed you long ago."

Meng Tingyuan pretended to say: "That's right, everyone in the Extraordinary Palace is lucky, but you can't escape the responsibility."

Lu Zhun yelled: "Young Hu, I've never seen you before!"

Meng Tingyuan said: "You often rob, and the robbers are all corrupt officials, or rich and unkind people, right? And the news that instructed you actually came from me. How much money you robbed was deducted, how much was confiscated, and the account It’s actually handed over to me.”

He took some time off, tilted his head slightly, and saw that Lu Zhun's face turned white and red, and he was very disturbed. "What's more, you say at the first sentence of every robbery, I am Lu Zhun, the jade-faced scimitar." He continued, "Everyone knows that you did it. If I show the account book again, can you still clear it up? ?”

His whole body was covered with fishy smell, so I couldn't tell. Lu Zhun was only twenty years old after all, and he was well protected by Rong Luoyun, so he was a little panicked after saying a few words, he turned around and took off the ring on his hand, bowing his head and feeling aggrieved.

Meng Tingyuan peeped from behind, saw that the jade ring was pinched, and a part of it fell off, reluctant to put it back on again, and so on. He said with emotion: "Why are you so rich?"

Lu Zhun raised his hand when he heard this: "The lord of the palace is a money fanatic. I will definitely wear this ring. If you want to kill me at that time, I will cut it casually. I am not afraid!"

Just now he was still panicking, but now he is showing his teeth and claws again, appearing very lively in this lifeless corridor. Meng Tingyuan dealt with the prince for a long time, dealing with courtiers and officials, and handling funeral chores. Nothing was refreshing. Seeing Lu Zhun's stupid look at this moment, he felt a little joy in his heart.

He felt sorry for him, he couldn't bear to scare the child anymore, and said: "Don't worry, if I drag you into the water, Xiao Rong will definitely settle the score with me."

Lu Zhun spoke quickly: "You called Xiaorong too, and my second sister-in-law heard—" He stopped in time, and then came to his senses, "Damn it, brother Huo is a general, I'm afraid you'll do something!"

Meng Tingyuan was not good at bickering and was tired, so he remained silent and did not respond. Outside the railing behind him, shadows of wind, snow and candles lingered together, and the room in front of him was the Nuan Pavilion where he talked to Rong Luoyun that night.

It was full of bitterness and bitterness at the time, but it was joyous at the moment.

The one next to him is innocent, without too much weight on his shoulders, and is a bit silly. Only those who have not experienced hardships can have this kind of stupidity.

Meng Tingyuan said, "I'm a little envious of you."

Lu Zhun turned his face away: "Envy me? What do you envy me for?"

Meng Tingyuan replied: "I was born in the grass, I am free."

Lu Zhun said: "Then you were born in an emperor's family, and I still envy you for being rich." He curled his lips and said bluntly, "Prince Rui, you are a bit hypocritical."

Meng Tingyuan was not happy: "Hey, why did I—"

He couldn't make a sound, Lu Zhun suddenly covered his mouth, not to ask him to continue speaking, the palm was very cold, but the palm was warm, and it pressed against his thin lips gently. No one has ever done this before, dared to be so presumptuous, and covered his mouth regardless of his dignity.

Lu Zhun lowered his face and said coldly, "Who? Come out."

With the hand on his lips removed, Meng Tingyuan followed Lu Zhun's line of sight, and at the corner of the corridor, a figure walked out slowly, swaying in a long skirt, and walked under the lamp. It turned out to be his princess.

Lu Zhun thought it was a servant with a mixed heart, but when he saw that it was the other party's first wife, he was a little embarrassed. He turned his face and hugged Taiping, and got up to say goodbye first.

At this moment, Meng Tingyuan said, "Why are your eyes swollen?"

It seemed to be words of concern, but the tone was as cold as the wind and snow. The princess said: "My father passed away, and I feel sad when I think about it."

Meng Tingyuan asked: "Is it because of your sorrow?"

Two steps away, Lu Zhun wanted to leave but didn't move, and listened in like a corner. Why did he find the conversation between the two strange? Just as he was dawdling, he heard Meng Tingyuan say: "Father is dead, you have no backer, are you afraid I won't be able to tolerate you?"

Lu Zhun's heart was shocked, could it be that the princess had an affair with the dog emperor

Meng Tingyuan said again: "Father married you to me and asked you to monitor me for these years. In the future, you and I don't have to pretend anymore."

It turned out to be like this... For a moment, Lu Zhun understood why Meng Tingyuan envied him.

The emperor's funeral has not yet been held, and he has no time to deal with "family affairs", Meng Tingyuan sent the princess away, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Looking back, he saw that Lu Zhun was still there, staring at him.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Well...everything will be fine."

Meng Tingyuan was slightly taken aback, did he sympathize with him, or comfort him

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Lu Zhun was a little embarrassed, turned around and left: "Oh, I don't know how to coax people, I'm going back to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

... It turned out to be coaxing him

Standing under the lamp, Meng Tingyuan slowly laughed.