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Lu Shiqing took the kite back to the room, as if he had a treasure, and could not stop the smile on his lips.
Not far away, Lu Shuangyu, who was unknown, looked at the scene in a daze, and her mood was a little complicated. After tomorrow, my brother should be twenty-three years old. I am afraid this is not the legendary rejuvenation.
During dinner, Lu Shiqing explained the matter of the tolerance with Xuan, and saved the specific whereabouts and reasons. First, Emperor Huining explained that in order to avoid the turmoil of the people, he would conceal the war within the capital. All court officials who discussed matters in Xuanzheng Hall today were prohibited from making any public statements.
Secondly, the so-called peace talks should have been carried out when both the enemy and us were intent to stop the war, but now the Great Zhou unilaterally intends to retreat to the enemy. Lu Shiqing was tantamount to hit the knife and expose his purpose and whereabouts early, which may cause death. Therefore, the fewer people know about this, the better.
It is not beneficial to know too much about Xuan and Lu Shuangyu.
But the two of them are not stupid. The saint has always loved Lu Shiqing. If it were not necessary, he would not have been able to do business at the end of the year. In this case, there is probably only one possibility, which is the urgent military situation. But there is no way to know where the war broke out.
After dinner, Lu Shiqing returned to the study room. After finishing the military newspaper, he studied the route of the trip south. He took a shower and took a break until the second update. Before going to bed, he remembered Yuan Cixian and couldn't help but take out her kite again. After seeing this, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
Wait. Although this love poem is considered heroic and unrestrained, such a roundabout way does not seem to be like Yuan Cixian's behavior. Moreover, he remembered that he had already made the words very obvious today, and she also clearly understood the secrets. Since they were all here in Lu Mansion, how could he leave with a kite?
At first, Lu Shiqing was concerned about southern Yunnan, and at the same time, he was furious by some words in this poem. Only then did he realize that something seemed to have made a mistake.
His face gradually became ugly, and after he figured out the causes and consequences, he couldn't help but lift the bedding in anger.
His troublesome eyes are worse than poking his eyes!
Lu Shiqing felt blood in his mouth, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't. He was so anxious that he was walking back and forth in his middle clothes on the bed. The date of return to southern Yunnan was not yet determined. If Yuan Cixian continued to misunderstand like this, wouldn't he have to collect a thick collection of poems when he returned to Chang'an?
no.
He looked at the dark window and came out in his clothes with hatred.
Lu Shiqing spent a lot of effort to avoid the curfew and patrol patrols for nearly three o'clock. When he arrived at Yuan Mansion, he struggled for a while, and finally made up his mind to do the work of visiting the boudoir at night as Fengyue's words said. However, as soon as he approached the exterior wall, he was called by a servant who had picked up a lantern and hurried out of the side door: "Is the visitor Mr. Lu?" The other party leaned at him in the dark black, and looked at him, "The King of Southern Yunnan told me that if you come, please wait for him in the middle hall."
"..." The storybooks are all lies.
Lu Shiqing, who was waiting for the rabbit when he was visiting the furnace at night, suddenly turned black and wanted to turn around and leave, but knew that once he gave up the opportunity tonight, he might see Yuan Cixian again, so he had to bite the bullet and follow the servant to the central hall in disappointment.
Yuan Yizhi seemed to have not slept at all, and came soon. When he saw him, he scolded him coldly: "It seems that Mr. Lu doesn't remember the promise he promised to me."
After going to the middle hall all the way to the side door, Lu Shiqing had returned to his usual attitude and was completely embarrassed. He smiled and said, "Lu is indeed not a gentleman. For me, the importance of promise is not only life and death. If I want to die tomorrow, I will have no intention of keeping my promise tonight."
Yuan Yi raised his eyebrows: "I remember Mr. Lu said to the saint, "You are 100% sure."
Lu Shiqing smiled faintly: "If I didn't say 100%, how could the saint agree to my request? You know more about the situation in southern Yunnan than me and know that this matter is impossible to be 100% sure, so I left a door for me tonight, willing to promise me to see her and say goodbye."
Yuan Yizhi didn't say anything and seemed to have agreed. After a while, he stared at him and said, "Boy, I know that you are not a violent tiger Feng He, and you will be able to convince Nanzhao Tubo to withdraw his troops, but the premise is that you have to have the will to speak."
Lu Shiqing nodded. It is true that when he went to southern Yunnan, it is easy to "submit" but difficult to "speak".
Yuan Yizhi took out a crescent-shaped solid-colored emperor jade from his wide sleeve and handed it to him, "Hold it, I don't have to teach you how to use it."
Lu Shiqing lowered his eyes and stumbled slightly.
Before this, he could not be sure whether Yuan Yizhi had secretly cultivated his only private army in southern Yunnan. When he helped Zheng Zhuo win over Yuan Yu, he had made several roundabout investigations, but failed. Unexpectedly, the answer was delivered to the door by himself.
This piece of emperor jade is supposed to be a token that can command the private army.
Yuan Yizhi handed over such a thing to him, which undoubtedly made the Yuan family's lifeline hold in his hands. If he had the intention, he could hand it over to the saint and put the Yuan family to death.
Lu Shiqing had to say that he was a little surprised.
He silently, stretched out his hand and refused, "You should know that there are more than one way to retreat to the enemy. Lu insisted on bowing south to avoid the detriment of the Yuan family in Nanzhao's battle, and the saints would be more afraid of you. If I used this piece of jade to save my life, all my efforts would be in vain, and it might even make the situation worse. So, why don't I give up this trip?"
Yuan Yizhi smiled loudly: "Give it to you, it is my morality. Whether you use it or not, it is your choice, it has nothing to do with me. It just needs to remember that you can marry my daughter only by living."
Lu Shiqing smiled and shook his head, reached out and took it: "Thank you for your fulfillment from the King of Southern Dian."
He sneered, as if to signal him not to be happy too early, and then said, "I'll ask her to come to the middle hall and give you two incense sticks of hours."
Lu Shiqing hurriedly said, "No."
Yuan Yi shook his eyebrows: "How?"
"I think you did not inform her of the war after returning from Xuanzheng Hall, nor did you intend to tell her the news that I was about to go south, which made her worried. Since that's the case, I asked her to come to the central hall and learn that you had arranged this meeting, how could she not be suspicious?"
Yuan Yi choked.
That's right, his daughter is so smart and she is indeed likely to notice the clues.
Lu Shiqing took advantage of his choking and continued: "If you really care about Lu, why not leave this matter to me yourself."
Yuan Yizhi was furious: "Are you telling me, are you going to go to her boudoir?"
"Yes. But you can rest assured that if Lu really doesn't abide by the rules, it would be enough to be unruly before you came to Chang'an. Of course, if you don't respond, I have to go home. Whether I can see her alive depends on God's will."
It is really reasonable and well-founded, and it won sympathy!
Yuan Yizhi suffocated for a long time, and felt that he could not refuse the "dead man"'s request. He had to take it as if he had no idea, and left with a shook his sleeves, and turned around before leaving, saying, "A stick of incense!"
*
At the third day of the day, Yuan Cixian was sleeping well, and suddenly she was awakened by a "bang" sound in the back window. When she woke up, she realized that something seemed to have thieves broke in. She sat up quickly and was sleepy. She thought that such a movement was definitely not a cat or a dog. She immediately grabbed the bedding with one hand and opened her mouth to shout, but first heard the person who came to say softly: "It's me."
She was stunned when she heard the voice. In the blink of an eye, she saw Lu Shiqing bypassing the screen in her room and standing in front of her bed. A chill was swept in.
She shivered and looked back a little, but couldn't believe her eyes. She rubbed her head and said dazedly: "I'm so crazy, am I so crazy about writing love poems?"
It's been a long time since she had such a dream that she could see people's faces.
Lu Shiqing thought to himself that he was probably going to be infatuated, so he would come this time, but he said, "Yes, Yuan Cixian, congratulations on dreaming of me."
Yuan Cixian was skeptical when she heard this, pinched her arm hard, and she let out a "Ouch" in pain, then said in a cold air: "Lu Shiqing, what lies you say with your eyes open, it hurts me to death."
She was completely awake now. While she was shocked by the garrison in the house, she was suspicious of the reason why Lu Shiqing came here, wrapped in bedding and questioned him: "How did you come in in the middle of the night? What did you sneak into my boudoir to do..."
She said halfway, and suddenly, Lu Shiqing was gently pinching her chin by leaning down, and the two lips that opened and closed were also swallowed into his mouth.
Yuan Cixian was slightly aware and was slightly shocked. He didn't understand why he thought that he was in such pain, and he had become obsessed with cleanliness again?
She wiped her lips, looking very disgusted with him: "You are still right to be a hooligan?"
"You ask me what I did in your boudoir." He just answered her with practical actions.
Yuan Cixian looked at him resentfully: "Are you nothing else to say except this?"
"Oh. Also, I have read your poem, and the rhythm is acceptable."
Who wants to listen to him talk about this?
Yuan Cixian said with a harsh voice: "Lu Shiqing, you take off my clothes once in Shangzhou, sleep with my carriage once in Shuzhou, and break into my boudoir once in Chang'an. Hold my hands once, hold me at least four times, and kiss me three times. All of this is the case. Don't you plan to marry me? Do you dare to say that you don't like me?"
Finally he said it. Lu Shiqing had been waiting for this day for a long time. But she didn't say it earlier or later, but she said it when he was not sure to give the answer.
Seeing him choking, Yuan Cixian became more angry: "My father won't really tease you up. When will you come to propose marriage?"
Yuan Cixian did not want to force him with those trivial matters, but when she saw her father coming to Chang'an, Lu Shiqing was still unmoved. If she waited until her father returned to southern Yunnan, wouldn't he have another reason to delay her for a year?
No matter what you say, you have to make up the marriage in these few days.
However, Lu Shiqing really couldn't count his life. The war in southern Yunnan was in full swing, and the trip was full of obstacles. He now promised her that if there was a case, she would really be called widowed.
He hesitated for a while and gave a suitable answer: "Next time."
What kind of perfunctory statement is this? Yuan Cixian was so angry that she wanted to slap him, but she listened to him continue to add: "When you see me again next time."
Her eyes lit up slightly, “Take it serious?”
Lu Shiqing nodded with a serious expression.
Yuan Cixian's temper came and went quickly. She patted the edge of the bed and signaled him to sit down, and then asked: "That's simple. To avoid the night of long dreams, I will go to you tomorrow to stay up and stay up."
Lu Shiqing didn't sit down, sighed in his heart, and refused, "I don't have time tomorrow, just be at home. It's not too early, I should leave."
Yuan Cixian didn't let him go, so he held his arm and pulled him to the edge of the bed: "Tomorrow, New Year's Eve, can you still be away from the mansion? It's okay to propose marriage at your house. It doesn't matter where, I will come."
Seeing that he was silent, she pinched his arm again and frowned and said, "Did you hear me? I'll wait for me to come to my house tomorrow and you will be proposed to you."
Which is the way to propose marriage? Lu Shiqing laughed in his heart. Seeing that he didn't agree, he couldn't leave. He had to blink and said, "Okay."
Chapter completed!