Chapter 63
Autumn came quickly this year, and the road was already covered with curled-up leaves, and the wheels of the carriages pressed against them, making a squeaking sound.
Dou Xihui dispatched a large force to escort His Majesty back to the capital. He tightened the reins and chatted with the leader of the Yulin Army. The leader, Mr. Wang, had just arrived in his thirties and had a lively temper. He came from Kyoto, but he did not expect the weather and temperature here. It has reached such a low level that he is folding his arms in a shuddering manner.
This is not the first time they have worked together. The two are quite familiar with each other. As the leaders of the only two armies stationed in Kyoto, the relationship between the two cannot be said to be good or bad.
If we go into details, there are still some entanglements.
Today, there are only two armies of the Yan Dynasty that are permanently stationed in Kyoto. One is the Yulin Army under the command of Lord Wang, which is in charge of the security of the imperial city of Kyoto. Later, the late emperor drew personnel from them to form the Forbidden Army. The personnel are simple and refined, and most of them are children of nobles. He obeys the emperor's orders and is only responsible for palace matters. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the emperor's close servant.
Dou Xihui was the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo. He was born in that place and was a rare young talent among the younger generation. He naturally assumed the role of leader of the imperial army and had full access to the palace.
Although the Forbidden Army was born out of the Habayashi Army and each performs its own duties on weekdays, if there is a major situation in Kyoto, the two sides will still appear at the same time.
The current action together was also affected by Mulan's shooting and assassination. The Forbidden Army in charge of Dou Xihui was already carefully inspecting the rows of carriages one by one. The Yulin Army was guarding the periphery and paying attention to all the troubles.
Mr. Wang was relieved, so he looked for Dou Xi in his spare time, and the topic turned around and turned to the matter of the prince.
Originally, the court officials kept silent on the matter for fear of being affected.
But this Lord Wang is very interesting. His spirit of gossip is even more burning than that of a woman. When he heard that Dou Xihui had witnessed the whole incident, he even wanted to get close to him. He pinched Dou Xihui's wrist with both hands. The horse was pulling and tugging, and the men beside it felt that they were blind.
Dou Xihui had no other choice. He watched the masters get on the carriage one by one. He didn't want to get entangled any more and quickly explained the whole story to Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang patted his forehead and was able to chirp by himself, "So that's it. Those people thought that the prince wanted to kill his father. His majesty took care of the royal family's face and suppressed it."
"Sure enough, hearsay is just not trustworthy."
He wanted to pull Dou Xihui to say something more, but Dou Xihui was about to brush his hand away when he heard him say: "Master Dou doesn't know something. The queen's mother-in-law has already prepared some dirty water to pour on her." Concubine Li, what do you think this has to do with His Highness the Sixth Prince? The prince took over the resettlement of the refugees in the northwest. Now that something has happened, he will drag others into trouble..."
He dared to say this because he had seen all the ways the Queen and her son had gone. It would be difficult for the Prince to stand up for such a big crime.
Mr. Wang lowered his voice and said with a hint of meaning, "Sir Dou, have you seen anything from His Majesty's side for a long time?"
After asking again and again, I still can't get it wrong. Seeing that His Majesty's health is getting worse year by year, and now that the prince has fallen, everyone is waiting to see which prince will be the final winner.
"Let me tell you, it's probably His Highness the Sixth Highness. Concubine Li has never fallen out of favor in so many years." He said to himself, thought for a while, and added, "It's His Highness the Sixth Highness. Look, The clothes are not stable, and the clothes are too... flashy.”
He had his own way of saying things. The cold wind blew against him, and he sneezed one after another.
Some things can be said in private, but some things will lose your head if you say them in private.
Dou Xihui pretended not to hear. He raised his eyes indifferently, looked over the rows of carriage roofs, and easily landed on the thin young man who was half-clothed.
The emperor could have returned to the palace early to stabilize the court situation that was in turmoil due to the prince's major crime, but it was for this person that he waited until now.
The changes in the court situation have made all the officials panic. Even a Buddhist like Mr. Wang is unavoidable in gossip, let alone what the situation will be like under the turbulent power struggle in Kyoto.
Perhaps his eyes were too focused. When the young man was surrounded and stepped onto the carriage, he turned his head. His phoenix eyes met with his, and their eyes collided with lightning.
Lu Jieming raised his hand, gathered the clothes that had been trying to slip off his shoulders, and nodded to Dou Xihui, the amplitude was so small that it could almost be ignored.
Dou Xi looked back and frowned, "Master Wang can't tell the difference between rough jade."
Lord Wang followed his gaze and only caught a glimpse of the boy's clothes. The bells under the four corners of the carriage swayed, and the large army slowly began to move.
Master Wang held the reins and planned to turn the horse's head back to the rear of the army. He hummed slowly, "It's better not to get involved in this kind of thing for a small role like me. I will be loyal to whoever is the prince. The young team will make less mistakes. I can't get it." If you want to be rich and powerful, just keep your own little family happiness. ”
He patted his head and said, "It's too difficult. His Majesty's princes are all well-born, and they are quite pleasing to the eye. But when it comes to things like this, I get annoyed when I see these faces." , why not go see a beautiful girl..."
As he said this, he suddenly got stuck, and his frozen face became expressive. He pointed forward and said: "Without mentioning it, this beautiful girl appears when she says she will."
Dou Xihui was not very interested, but he couldn't stand Master Wang's sudden shouting. Seeing that His Majesty was about to come out, he couldn't wait to end the conversation, so he could only take a glance.
Unexpectedly, I saw her at this time.
Dou Xihui tried to draw a portrait of her, but the meeting that night was short-lived after all. Several pieces of rice paper were ruined, colored ink spilled all over the table, and he could not really draw the person's facial features.
There is obviously a shadow in the memory, but when I want to describe it, I still can't figure it out.
Changsheng was on the side to persuade him, saying that he probably wrote it down in a hurry and couldn't remember clearly.
No, love at first sight was engraved into his bones. He couldn't remember clearly. He just felt that her beauty was a hundred times higher than the paper he drew on.
And indeed it is.
She held up the hem of her skirt, put her hand on the carriage handle, and was about to get up. She saw dark eyebrows in the distance, and a pair of eyes like a rain of apricot flowers from the south of the Yangtze River. She didn't know where she was looking. She had a red bean in her hair and a drop of red in her hair. , exquisite, pretty and naive, with bright eyes that are good at gazing.
She is not the kind of dazzling beauty. Like her temperament, her aura is gentle. Looking at her from a distance, it seems that the scene behind her is blurred and blended into the landscape and ink painting. No matter how powerful the golden gun is behind her, she Be alone and quiet.
Lord Wang was astonished, "Whose carriage does that belong to? Is this girl a maid?" She was indeed dressed as a maid.
Dou Xihui's hand on the reins tightened again and again, his heart beating like thunder. It was really difficult to see her. He didn't care about anything else, turned over and dismounted, and walked quickly towards her.
Lord Wang looked surprised, "Hey! Hello! Lord Dou, we are about to set off. You have to go to the front to clear the way. What are you doing? His Majesty is coming soon."
How can I stop shouting? Mr. Wang was amazed and whispered to his subordinates: "Did you see that some of the noble ladies in the capital were crying?"
The subordinate said that he didn't know how to reply, and just wanted to urge him to withdraw quickly. He said too much, and something would happen sooner or later. If something happened, where would he find his next employer?
Dou Xi was timid when he returned to his hometown. He was still three steps away from Xu Lianlang, but he hesitated. He took a steady breath and thought about how to start.
Just when he was about to say something, he was about to step forward and call Xu Lianlang, "Miss Xu..."
Before the second half of the sentence was uttered, he suddenly saw an arm stretched out from the carriage and placed on Xu Lianlang's hand.
The owner of that arm also showed his face. The young man smiled narrowly and said, "Sister, you are too slow. I have been waiting for a long time."
He opened more than half of the curtain of the carriage, and half of his body was tilted out. The cold wind blew through his thin clothes, and the wind and waves were exposed on his clothes. He spoke softly, pretending to be hungry and cold, " It’s cold today and I don’t have much to wear. I’ll go back whenever my sister comes up.”
There are no rules or regulations, he just cares about the rules too much, and that's why he almost lost Xu Lianlang.
Xu Lianlang couldn't resist her. She felt that Lu Jieming had changed. The person who always had a cold face before had also learned to be playful.
But she was not immune yet. She sighed heavily in her heart and could only lift her feet and get on the carriage.
The rest of the maids could only follow the large army in the carriage, but she was the only one who was greeted by her master so coquettishly and coquettishly.
Lu Jieming lifted the door curtain and pushed Xu Lianlang inside. The carriage was luxuriously decorated and very spacious. The tiger skin was soft and soft. There was also a small nanmu table with various kinds of food placed on it.
He personally lifted Xu Lianlang's skirt. It wasn't until Xu Lianlang completely entered the carriage that he returned to his indifferent expression and glanced very lightly at Dou Xihui, whose face was red due to emotion.
He stroked his sleeves lightly, "What? Sir Dou has something to do with His Highness? In the clear sky and in the daytime, there are so many people here, under the fields of melons and plums, you should also avoid them."
He was calm and calm, but his face became increasingly cold, and his eyes were dark and invisible to others.
Dou Xi recalled what Wang Fulu said about Xu Lianlang staying in Shuyun Pavilion for His Highness Seventh Prince. He originally thought that Wang Fulu was exaggerating, but now it seems that it is true.
And it is far more complicated than what Wang Fulu described.
He bowed and saluted, returning to his businesslike appearance, "Your Highness's wound has not healed, so I have come here to tell the attendants to avoid potholes as much as possible."
Lu Jieming gave him a smile, the curve of his mouth became deeper and deeper, and his eyes remained calm, "I've got you, Mr. Dou."
Dou Xihui did not leave in a hurry. He stood there for a while. After a while, he heard Lu Jieming say again: "Sister, are you sleepy?"
"The journey is long, if my sister doesn't sleep for a while."
The young man's voice was clear and clear, and he was completely different from the one who had just spoken to Dou Xihui.
Dou Xihui knew that he could and could pretend, but he didn't expect that he would be able to pretend to the best of his ability in front of Miss Xu.
"Lu Jieming, you sleep alone, let's keep some distance."
"Why? Sister, I'm still young, only fourteen years old. Didn't we all agree yesterday?"
Xu Lianlang didn't know what he had agreed to with him, but he was at a loss what to do with Lu Jieming like this.
Sleeping in the same bed, I have been deceived once, and I will definitely not do it a second time.
Thinking of the suspicious bulge in Lu Jieming's body while sleeping in the same bed that day, she wished she could pass out.
"You used to keep shouting that you were old, but now you don't admit it?"
Lu Jieming remained silent. He leaned on the soft couch and began to close his eyes and rest.
He had a cold and pleasant face. When he closed his eyes, his mind slowly recalled the day when he forced Xu Lianlang to go to bed to rest.
It was indeed a bit unexpected to wake up, but the process was also surprisingly peaceful.
Tie her to his side again, the inner satisfaction and contentment are indescribable happiness. His life has not been difficult to say. Before he came to Shuyun Pavilion, he had been praised by many stars, but no one cared about him afterwards.
Until now, it's just that, it's just her.
"Sister, if only you and I were the only ones in this world."
(End of chapter)
The author says: Love rival crisis exposed
After discovering that pretending to be older could not sway my sister, I began to try to take advantage of my younger age