Across the curtain of their respective carriages, the two laughed, looking like they were going on, then put down the curtain, one behind the other, followed each other towards Da Sima's mansion.
After getting out of the car and entering the mansion, after walking three times inside, Lu Rui's expression was completely different from that in Changping Palace. He changed his lazy and arrogant expression, and hurried forward with a dignified expression. Backing away, it can be seen that Lu's mansion is extremely strict.
All the way into the inner study, and then into the secret room of the inner study, Lu Rui gave up his seat with courtesy, and said with a deep bow: "Marquis Wei, I offended you earlier."
Feng Zhiwei returned the salute, and said with a smile: "Why is Da Sima being arrogant before being respectful?"
"Those who are arrogant in the past have no choice." Lu Rui laughed, "The ones who are respectful later, the Marquis of Wei should accept it."
"Oh?" Feng Zhi smiled slightly, "Da Sima is the right-hand man of the king regent, the most important minister of Xiliang, why do you need to be so cautious and act in court? What credit do I have to be worthy of Da Sima's bow?"
"Wei Hou probably doesn't want to believe me." Lu Rui smiled wryly, "Yes, I know that my reputation is nothing more than the name of a traitorous official, but a name outside my body, so I don't need to worry about it so much. It doesn't matter if I don't mention it, today I have the audacity to invite Marquis Wei here just to ask a question."
"Speaking."
"It is said that Marquis Wei's adopted daughter was picked up by accident at a wharf in the South China Sea?" Lu Rui looked anxious, "Can Marquis Wei tell you where you picked it up? What was it like at the time? Do you have any marks on you? "
Gu Nanyi, who had been sitting silently drinking tea, suddenly raised his head, but Feng Zhiwei just smiled indifferently, and said, "Why did Da Sima ask such a question?"
Lu Rui stared at her for a while, then nodded bitterly, and said: "I don't want to make it clear, I think Wei Hou would never tell me the truth anyway, even so, I'm not afraid to reveal a secret matter about my palace in Xiliang." , and Marquis Wei are afraid to tell the truth, if you think about Marquis Wei as a person, you will definitely not announce it to the fourth person."
Feng Zhi smiled and replied: "Of course Da Sima can't make mistakes when looking at people."
Lu Rui looked helplessly at the eighteen-year-old Hou Ye who was as slippery as a glazed egg, took a sip of tea slowly, and re-checked the doors and windows on all sides before sitting down.
The candlelight in the dark room was faint, flickering on and off, illuminating the man's bright and feminine face, and his eyes were flickering, rippling with a fragmented and melancholy light.
He seemed to be thinking about his words, and seemed to be calming down the ups and downs in his heart. After a while, he said slowly: "The matter should start from the end of the seventeenth year of my Xiliang Shengwu..."
The secret room of the Da Sima Mansion in Xiliang was dimly lit, and the three of them were sitting around listening to a secret Xiliang anecdote.
The servants came and went on tiptoe, for fear of disturbing His Highness thinking about state affairs.
His Highness is indeed thinking about big things, but not about the country.
The five-petal lotus palace lantern on the desk is bright, shining on a thin brocade bag with seven layers of wax paint, which is tightly wrapped. Just looking at the degree of sealing and tightening of this thing, anyone can think that it is the ultimate relationship between the rise and fall of the country. Secret military affairs.
Under the lamp, Ning Yi held his forehead with one hand, stared at the kit lightly, thinking that Ning Cheng's stuff was getting worse and worse, even if the matter related to Feng Zhiwei needed to be sealed tightly and expedited through a special channel for 800 miles, there would be no need to go seven ways Sealant? What if the spies from some country desperately snatch it as a military item
His Royal Highness the King of Chu slandered for a long time, stretched out his hand to weigh the kit, and frowned again—so heavy? It's just a reward for asking him to pick out Feng Zhiwei's recent situation. He thought he was writing a chapter novel
Intuitively feeling some bad premonition in his heart, he also got up, closed the doors and windows, and then sat back to open the kit.
The kit opened, and a book fell out. The paper was neatly stapled, and the cover was made of hemp paper. There were also paintings on the cover. The coloring was fresh and bold, and the brushwork was superb. It took Ning Yi a long time to recognize it— Erotic.
Under the picture of the erotic palace, which looks like a cockfight and has no charm, is the title of the book "Xiliang Menghualu" written crookedly by Ning Cheng.
Ning Yi stared at the cover and title, and almost didn't knock this masterpiece to the ground. After reading it for a long time, he finally opened it up.
The first page is impressively "The Secret History of Gu Nanyi and Wanhualou Tou Brand Slender Lotus".
Illustration: a lotus flower drawn more like a pumpkin.
Ning Yi was drinking tea at first, so he quickly swallowed the tea in his mouth, quickly put down the teacup and set it aside, keeping it far away.
He looked at the bunch of "personal opinions" and Ning Cheng's malicious opinions such as "I don't know if someone is jealous, Gu Nanyi has become enlightened", his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was no Ning Cheng's opinion. The anger I hope to see has a sharp meaning like the tip of a needle, a slight coldness, and a slight look of disdain.
On the second page, "Gu Nanyi's chest attack happened so quickly that he couldn't cover his ears".
Illustration: a pair of men and women standing on the threshold with their chests pierced.
Ning Weiwei's painting skills are very good. All the figures, no matter what posture or expression, look like fighting cocks.
Ning Yi grasped the masterpiece, read the incident and personal opinion three times, and started coughing.
Although the painting was miraculous and out of state, he didn't seem to want to look at it too much, but he couldn't help but look at it twice, and then turned his face away.
The moment he fell away, a very subtle light flashed in his eyes, a bit like anger, and a bit like thinking.
The light and shadow of the crooked painting under the palace lantern changed, and it seemed that the scene was vivid in front of his eyes in a trance. Ning Yi frowned and turned the page immediately.
On the third page, the font is particularly large, written in red paint, bloody eyes swelled, and the title is also horrifying, "The evil guard tempted people to go to the mountain, Zhong Ningcheng was wiped out!"
Illustration: A big red mud pit.
Ning Yi ignored a certain guard's blatant request to quit, but focused his eyes on some words. This time, his expression was slightly serious, and he propped his forehead to think carefully for a while, and then closed his eyes for a while. eyes, with a slight sigh.
For a moment, there was a feeling of regret and helplessness in his eyes, which was deep and far away.
On the fourth page, "Xiliang Longjiang Station is the most charming style".