"Brother-in-law, you don't believe me?"
"Of course I won't believe you."
Su Ziyu sneered: "Your sister and I are already married. What do you mean when you talk about her again and again in front of me?"
"Brother-in-law, that's not what I meant?"
"Yin Lifeng, I know you like Dr. Gu, but everything should be done in a moderation. What you have to do now is to think about how to preserve the glory and wealth of your British government, rather than focusing on a woman."
Su Ziyu said in a deep voice: "Also, she and you are not the same person. If you continue to entangle with her, it will harm the entire British government. Don't forget that Dr. Gu is the one who has been engaged. She My fiancé is Mr. Jiang Qian!”
"Uncle, the little one is here."
"Go back and tell your father-in-law about this, so that he can keep the prince in check and don't cause any trouble and end badly."
Xiao Zhong hesitated, wondering whether he should accept the offer or not.
Yin Lifeng gritted his teeth for a while, then suddenly said in frustration: "Xiao Zhong, let's go!"
The master and servant walked away aggressively, and the study suddenly became quiet. Su Ziyu felt inexplicably angry and punched the plum blossom table, which shattered in response.
There were subtle footsteps coming.
"who?"
"Third Master, it's me!" Qisu's voice sounded outside the door.
"Come in!" Su Ziyu suppressed all his expressions.
Qisu entered the room and said, "Third Master, my servant is leaving. Come and say goodbye to Third Master."
Su Ziyu was startled, "Where are you going?"
Qisu brushed the strands of hair around her ears and said, "Madam is gone. It's no use for me to stay in this house anymore. There are still brothers and sisters in my hometown. I want to go back and take a look."
Su Ziyu felt empty in her heart, and a sad look suddenly appeared in her eyes. Even she is leaving, and there is nothing left for him to miss in this house.
Qisu stepped forward and whispered: "Third Master, I have something to say, but I don't know whether to say it or not."
"Just tell me."
"Actually, Madam once said something to the slave. She said that the most miserable person in the world is not her, nor the dead Miss Qian, but the Third Master. The Third Master's suffering cannot be expressed, but it is all in his heart. . The sooner she goes, the sooner the Third Master will be free."
The shocking words made Su Ziyu speechless.
"Madam actually understands in her heart that she has been fasting and chanting Buddha's name all these years, firstly to intercede for Third Master in front of the Buddha, and secondly, she also wants to avoid Master and the others. The person that Madam really hates is Master."
"Mother..." Two lines of clear tears rolled down from Su Ziyu's eyes, moistening the slightly dry corners of her lips.
Qisu looked at his sad expression and felt indescribably sad. After all, Madam and Third Master are both idiots!
"Third Master, please leave me."
"Qisu, wait!" Su Ziyu called her, wiped away her tears, turned around and took out a few banknotes from the drawer in Duo's study, "Take these with you."
Qisu pushed away, "Madam made arrangements for me before she died. I can no longer take Third Master's money. Third Master, please take care of yourself."
Su Ziyu looked at her, smiled suddenly, and still put the banknote into her hand, "This is a little bit of my intention. This house will be defeated soon, and I won't let you stay. Just take the money and live a good life." Bar."
Qi Su was startled and called out softly, "Third Master?"
Su Ziyu just smiled, put his palm on her shoulder, and said softly: "Let's go, I will personally take you out of the city."
At this moment, tears fell from Qisu's eyes.
October is over, and the weather is getting colder and colder every day.
This year's winter came half a month earlier than in previous years.
Qingguan recovered from his injury for another full month. At Liu Zhaoyu's urging, he went to the Imperial Hospital to take leave and serve at the emperor's side.
Entering the palace again, Gu Qingguan clearly felt that the emperor's look at her was very different. Those eagle eyes fell on her, looking at her with suspicion, which made people shudder.
Gu Qingguan didn't have time to understand the hidden meaning of this look. She had not taken a pulse for two months, and the decline of the emperor's body functions was beyond her expectation.
She suddenly understood why Liu Zhaoyu had been urging her to reinstate her job every day. This trip to Mount Tai really cost the emperor a lot of energy.
Gu Qingguan carefully checked the prescriptions for the past two months and found nothing wrong. He just discussed with Liu Zhaoyu that the medication could no longer be stable and needed to be fierce.
Liu Zhaoyu naturally understood the significance of Gu Qingwan's move.
Although the crown prince's position has been determined, he is still thousands of miles away. At this time, the emperor's health cannot be harmed, otherwise, a disaster will be imminent.
Three days after taking the medicine, Emperor Baoqing felt much better. He ate an extra half bowl of porridge for dinner, which made Eunuch Li so happy that he didn't know what to do.
After that, Emperor Baoqing looked at Qingguan with a somewhat different look.
He ordered Eunuch Li to clear two courtyards next to his dormitory, and ordered her and Liu Zhaoyu to move in, with palace maids and eunuchs to serve them.
As a result, Qingguan spent five out of ten days in the palace.
In a flash, the winter solstice is approaching again, and the capital is already bustling with excitement, and every household begins to prepare for the festival.
After the winter solstice, the weather became colder and colder, and the first snow fell in Beijing. The snow fell in thick sheets for two days in a row.
However, this kind of snow is completely different from the heavy snow in the Northwest Army.
At this moment, in the northwest, even though it was afternoon, there was endless whiteness in sight. The snow was as thick as the calves. The north wind blew against people's faces, like a knife across the face, causing pain.
Ah Li held the jade belt in his hand and walked into the tent with a smile.
Purple robe and jade belt, tribute brocade from Shu, every inch of gold, just looking at it makes you feel rich and powerful. These are the prince's new clothes sent by someone from the Ministry of Rites. They were given by the emperor himself.
A Li carefully put on the clothes for me, and looked at him secretly. He felt that he was not like an ordinary man. He was both gorgeous and elegant, and dazzling.
The Taoists need clothes, and the Buddha needs gold. When the Lord ascends the throne and sits in the palace, wearing dragon robes, he will be so dazzling.
"Master Hu, do you think I look good in this dress?"
Sheng Fang smiled lightly, looked at it for a moment, and said sincerely: "I have never seen such a handsome and handsome person before."
A Li raised his eyebrows proudly, as if he was the one being praised.
Sheng Fang smiled and said, "Prince, the food and wine have been prepared and the soldiers are waiting. Should we take our seats?"
Zhao Jingyan coughed lightly, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I got drunk later, so you drink for me."
Sheng Fang bowed his head and said: "The prince should not be able to pour a thousand cups, and he should not be drunk after ten thousand cups."
"You won't get drunk after ten thousand cups, do you think I'm a monster?"
Sheng Fang chuckled.
Zhao Jingyan glanced at him and said, "You can't get drunk tonight, you and I have to talk by candlelight."
Sheng Fang was stunned for a moment, then said: "I will hold back the wine for the prince."
"Okay!" Zhao Jingyan shouted and opened the curtain.
The men in the army drank from large bowls and ate large pieces of meat. They were extremely generous. After a while, the excitement gradually started.
Zhao Jingyan stood up, raised his wine glass, and toasted to the soldiers. After drinking three bowls, he walked from one tent to another and continued drinking.
There were 200,000 soldiers in one continuous camp. Zhao Jingyan drank three cups of wine in each camp, no more and no less, impartially.
Wine and song, life geometry!
The soldiers looked at their general, the newly promoted prince, and the future emperor, and could not contain their excitement. The young and dark faces of each of them were like the rising sun, exuding the brightest luster.
After drinking a hundred cups in a row, Zhao Jingyan felt cold sweat pouring down her forehead, she felt dizzy and her stomach was churning.
Suddenly, a big hand came up on his back, and internal energy continued to flow into his body. Zhao Jingyan's heart moved, and with a little luck in his dantian, wine was forced out from his fingertips.
In an instant, he was quite awake.
"Is this the wine you held back for me?" Zhao Jingyan looked back and whispered.
"The power of the Crown Prince is greater than that of one person, but inferior to that of ten thousand people. They are looking at the Crown Prince, and what they are doing is the bowl of wine in the Crown Prince's hand." Sheng Fang looked calm.
Zhao Jingyan smiled and said nothing, with admiration in her eyes.
At two o'clock in the morning, the snow became heavier and heavier.
After Zhao Jingyan paid respect to the last tent, he was helped out crookedly and returned to his own tent. He immediately shook off A Li's hand, walked to the couch with a clear expression, and took off his outer robe.
"Hu Yong, sit down!"
Seeing that he was still not drunk, Sheng Fang couldn't help but admire him. He immediately took off his robe and sat opposite him. He took the hot tea brought by A Li and brought it to the prince's hand.
Zhao Jingyan took the tea, smelled it, and said with a smile: "I still remember when I first entered the military camp. The first time I drank the tea here, I spat it out. I was so miserable. In a blink of an eye, one year has passed. How can I live this life?" so fast."
Zhao Jingyan calls himself "grandfather", which obviously means to bring the two of them closer together.
However, Sheng Fang knew very well that a king should be a king and a minister should be a minister. He said softly: "When I first entered the military camp, I felt that my days were like years. As time went by, I got used to it."
Zhao Jingyan narrowed her phoenix eyes, looked at him, and said, "Do you know what I want to say to you today?"
Sheng Fang shook his head, "Hu Yong doesn't know."
The alcohol lingering in his body slowly surged up, swallowing up Zhao Jingyan's sober thinking. He opened his eyes wide, not wanting to hide anymore.
"May I have your name?"
When Sheng Fang heard this, he was struck by lightning and his expression changed.
"Actually, I knew your identity when you came down from Wang'an Mountain. Wan Wan set up a plan to protect you from joining the army. I thought that it would be inconvenient for you to be in Beijing with your identity, so I followed the plan."
Zhao Jingyan's eyes were blurred, as if she was drunk, "The Zhenxi Army is the root of the Sheng family. It may be fate that you come."
Sheng Fang was stunned for a long time, feeling a splitting headache and couldn't figure out how he knew his identity.
Zhao Jingyan smiled slightly and said: "Hongwen and I have studied under the third master of the Sheng family since childhood. You are slightly two years older than me. In terms of seniority, I should call you senior brother."
Sheng Fang's face was pale, and his smile contained self-mockery and mockery. Calling the future emperor brother and emperor was a very dangerous thing.
"Prince, the general will not dare."
"There is nothing daring or daring. I don't treat you as an outsider, and you don't need to be wary of me. My country, Da Zhou, owes the Sheng family a debt of blood. Sooner or later, I will recover this debt for the Sheng family. This It has nothing to do with Qingwan, and it has nothing to do with you." Sheng Fang raised his head sharply and looked at him intently. It has nothing to do with Qingguan, and it has nothing to do with him. So...