The imperial meal at night is rice and three dishes of pickles.
Junwu was embarrassed about this and explained that he issued a decree for the community yesterday and could not slap himself in the face today. But Ning Ji didn't mind. He was a scout and could eat insects and bark. During the war in the southwest
Materially, it is no longer difficult. If most of the surviving elites had eaten corpses during the Xiaocanghe period, Ning Ji did not mind eating the corpses of the Jurchens. He just didn't have that chance, but he had bitten the enemy directly during the fight.
Of course, the taste of the throat is not good, but when you see the enemy twitching in a pool of blood, you will feel very comfortable.
There is no need to tell people who have never experienced these things vividly. He has never even told Qu Longjun.
"But my brother likes to find delicious food. Every time he arrives at a new place, he will look for it carefully and sneakily."
Ning Ji, who was having a big meal, shared interesting stories at home with Junwu.
"My father... I heard that I like delicious food in the early years, but I said it was not interesting recently. He liked to steal my brother's delicious food... Every time the aunt asked him to bring something to my brother in Chengdu, he always wanted to
Half of them were divided, some of them accidentally finished eating, and then my brother couldn't receive anything..."
"Every time my brother brings me food, it's the same... My brother gives me a little left..."
"But sometimes I scramble to eat with Wenwen and Ning Ke... I also find it very interesting..."
I love to compete for food with my younger brother and sister, which happened after I came back from the battlefield. Before that, he was also the second brother who took care of his younger brother and sister. However, after eating insect roots and chewing people's throats, Ning Ji fell down.
I also thought it was very interesting to have something to compete with my younger brother and sister, and the food became more delicious. This was the sin of war. He once wrote this feeling in a crooked essay, but later he felt ashamed and did not hand it over.
"Oh..." The emperor was amazed and envious. "When I was a child, the emperor's sister had never been so interesting. She had a stern face and four words were written on her face: I'm very awesome..."
"Um?"
"Don't look at her face. Everyone who meets with the Princess's Mansion will be warned not to look at the Princess' face. Violators will be beheaded. I am the emperor, and I will not lie."
"Well……"
The night had already fallen, and sparse stars were hanging in the sky of the palace. The uncontrollable brothers had a simple dinner, walked along the imperial road towards the wall of the palace, blew some evening breeze, and watched the night view in Fuzhou City. Although there was
The age difference, but the temperaments of the two originally had similar places, and there were many topics to talk about. After pointing at the swaying lights in the city, Chen Shuangran and Pu Xingui's plan, Ning, who had already had a lot of favorable impressions about the emperor.
He was afraid that he would die in the future, so he wanted to teach him to shoot. Who knew that the two of them went to the schoolyard in the palace and found that Junwu had good skills in using muskets. Even at night, he could already be distributed in the army.
When he had a long musket, he could also score seven out of ten shots.
"I participated in the improvement of gunpowder throughout the process." Junwu said this, very natural, "On your hands, on your body, here, here... I have had burns, and my face was burned once, but it wasn't big.
The hindrance, when testing a musket, it may make people blindly explode. I have never encountered this before. In the army, I am most lucky and protected by fate. I often tell those officials who do management that the finished product
, if you have to get started by yourself, how can you know if you can use things? You can try it with your own life first, and the lives of soldiers in the army can be saved. However, I am still far behind the Groundbreaking Academy in the southwest.
I heard…”
After the two shot, they sat down on the stone steps next to the school grounds. The emperor mentioned the Southwest Governance Academy for the 27th time in his conversation on the day. He talked endlessly, and then discussed with Ning Ji: "I've been doing some years ago."
...It was after the Southwest War, when the meeting in Chengdu was held, I wrote a letter to Zuo Xiuquan to take it over, asking for help, could Dean Lin Jingwei and others come over to guide him... You said, Lin Jingwei was injured by the bombing now
If I mention this again, do you ask the teacher to come and give me guidance... You said, otherwise I will write another letter and tell the teacher that your son is here now, and you give it to Lin Jingwei, I
Just exchange it with you..."
Ning Ji was very arrogant at the group of academic masters in the Gewu Academy, and his face was flat. At this time, he didn't know if the other party was missing or not, so he rolled his eyes: "Then just write it, my father is accurate."
He said he didn't have this son, and he would be relieved if you arrest me. And... even if he sent Uncle Lin to you, I wouldn't go back."
"...The reputation of the five-foot lust demon is really not good to go back." Jun Wu muttered while touching his chin.
Ning Ji turned his head and glared at him.
"Then this matter... Brother, I can help you cleanse it. Look, I am the emperor, I tell the world that you are in Fuzhou, do good deeds every day, be a hero, and let the whole world know your reputation.
…”
"Xiao Hei and I have met in Jiangning. It would be strange if you believe you. You still do good deeds every day. When they hear it, they will laugh to death..."
"I just gave the teacher a step. He sent Dean Lin over. I can repent and say you ran away. I am the emperor. I am so cunning and don't keep my word, the teacher will be relieved."
"Then just write it..." Ning Ji didn't care. His reputation in the southwest was dead, and he was now a hob meat.
"I'll think about it. Your business is very troublesome. I can't really write a letter, otherwise it will be done if you are intercepted by someone else. But if you run away from home for more than a year, the teacher must also want to know your news. I can do it for you.
You report your peace…”
"He already knows what I'm in Jiangning..." Ning Ji sighed with his hands holding his chin.
"But you always have to go back, right? When do you want to go back?"
"I killed Lin Zongwu, Xiao Hei and the others knew that I was the best in martial arts in the world, so I could go back."
"Oh..." Jun Wu looked at the stars in the sky, "Your mother must be worried about you..."
“…”
"Senior brother, I have no father and mother anymore. Mom left earlier... My inexpensive father died at sea. I was not by his side when he died, but my sister said that he still kept thinking about me..."
“…”
"Okay, OK, I won't say it..."
“…”
"By the way, your mother is Miss Xiaochan, right? I called her sister..."
Buzz buzz, buzz buzz...
...
After the big thing was over, he talked about family affection for a while. Ning Ji was so annoyed that he had the heart to kill the lord. Jun Wu felt the threat and reluctantly let him go: "I originally wanted you to rest in the palace.
I still have a lot to say to you.”
"I also want to seek justice for Zuo Xingzhou. I will meet Pu Xingui tomorrow morning." Ning Ji said that he had a serious matter.
"Oh..." Jun Wu sighed, and when Ning Ji was about to leave, he said, "As for the layout in the city, many things have passed by Mr. Cheng. His layout is linked together, and I can't do some arrangements, either. It’s clear, I think he is clear about your affairs, and you need to remember this when you act outside.”
"What... what does it mean..." Ning Ji frowned, "You mean... Cheng Zhouhai, what extraordinary things will happen..."
"No..." Jun Wu laughed, "What I said is, you should be more cautious, don't make a fuss too ugly. In the end, in front of Mr. Cheng, we lost all our brothers' faces..."
Junwu lowered his voice.
"After all, he is the direct disciple of Qin Xiang and is known for his strategy. He looks like he is in the same group as us, but he is somewhat competitive with the teacher, the bad guy who is the king... You will know slowly..."
Not long after, Ning Ji, who looked puzzled, left the palace through a secret passage.
In the afternoon, I went to the eldest princess's mansion to intercept the junior brother. It took too much time to chat with him. After seeing him off, Jun Wu returned to the imperial study room to review the memorials. Halfway through the memorials, Cheng Zhouhai dragged his tired body Come and meet.
Obviously he already knew about Junwu and Ning Ji's meeting.
"...I heard that His Majesty shook his left and right and gave the musket to Ning Ji again. It was a bit Meng Lang and took a risk. This matter was absent from the emperor's moral integrity, so it should not be repeated..."
Cheng Zhouhai began to nag with great thoughts. Junwu then pulled out a piece of paper on the table.
"When the firearm was presented, did Master Cheng expect it? Otherwise, don't tell me about this."
Cheng Zhouhai sighed: "Even if you inform me of this, I hope that Your Majesty will decide by other methods. There is no one in the hall. If you take out the musket, you will give your life to him..."
"When I was sitting in the same carriage as him, I would give it to him. Lord Cheng, I have a bet right. My junior brother, I have a innocent heart. He doesn't need muskets to kill me."
"I gave my life to him, I'm just talking lightly! Your Majesty's Nine Five Lords, what do you think of those Confucian ministers? Your Majesty, can they still work hard with you? You are so proud!"
“…”
Jun Wu was slightly stunned.
Not long after, he made a review.
Cheng Zhouhai sighed: "This is the result... the one I don't want to see when I handed over the information. Your Majesty, you are not mature enough when dealing with things related to the Southwest. In the future, you have to negotiate, fight, and bargain with the Southwest. How can you believe you with so many expectations?"
"..." Jun Wu was silent for a moment, "I also banished..."
"This palace is airtight, so there is no news that can be blocked... Your Majesty, many times, you are sincere, but when you encounter something in the southwest, you become a child. This is not good. Everyone who follows you, Have your own hope and your own sustenance. You have the inheritance of the Wu Dynasty, the tradition of the whole world, and the Taoist tradition and responsibility of the Confucian school. Even if you are acting, you must act well... ”
"...I originally thought that Mr. Cheng was testing my thoughts on the Southwest, but I couldn't imagine..."
"...Your Majesty, I have been together for so long. What is there in my heart that I don't know about the Southwest?" Cheng Zhouhai sighed, "What I really want to see is Your Majesty's means and scheming. Your Majesty,
It doesn’t matter how you think, what you can do is important.”
Jun Wu nodded slightly from the other side of the table. After a while, he said, "Mr. Cheng... has always been thinking about... Grandpa Qin's thing, right?"
Chengzhouhai refused to comment and spoke for a long time.
"The teacher has worked hard all his life, and has a long history. Ning Yi's approach is extreme, and I have never been right, but in the final analysis, what he has left is to establish his mind for the world, establish his life for life, and create peace for all ages.
The way, he violated Confucianism in later generations, but he did not violate Confucius and Mencius, and he could not make the world go!”
He said this and paused slightly: "...it's just to re-determine what is the past saint and what is the unique knowledge. Your Majesty, don't be discouraged."
Jun Wu nodded: "But Mr. Cheng...I think what the teacher said is right..."
"Many of what he said is right! If he wins in the end, we will leave behind knowledge and let him choose. If he loses, we will still recommend him as a saint, and incorporate all his equality and the study of things into Confucianism.
So what!”
Several years after Junwu ascended the throne, Cheng Zhouhai never spoke without saying anything even though he occasionally showed an extremely close attitude towards the Southwest. However, at this moment, he was obviously angry with Junwu's adventurous attitude of being able to hand over his life to Ning Ji.
I said a few words of my heart.
When both sides said this, Jun Wu also knew that he was right. Giving his life to others was the emperor's greatest Meng Lang, and the greatest disrespect for all his followers. He was subject to the scrutiny and no longer had many more.
Word.
Later, he reported some things today. When he was about to leave, Jun Wu called him.
"Mr. Cheng." He said, "You are my teacher and an elder. As a junior, I have something I want to ask you."
Chengzhou nodded.
"...Today, when I met my junior brother, I treated him sincerely, and I was happy for this sincerity, but at the same time, I also clearly knew that this would bring the greatest benefits and get him
Treat it sincerely... Teacher, I have so many thoughts in my heart. You said, is this true or fake?"
Cheng Zhouhai was silent for a moment, then smiled tiredly, but sighed again.
No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!
"Your Majesty... If you are an elder, I want to say that you are innocent enough to ask this. And as a minister, I want to say, Your Majesty, don't anger me, okay?"
"Hahahaha..." Jun Wu burst into laughter.
After Cheng Zhouhai sighed, he turned around and left, walked to the door, and turned his head slightly again.
"Your Majesty, in fact... Ning Ji, this kid, grew up in Zhang Village and was influenced by Ning Yi. He was not as stubborn and stupid as he looked... If you really have malicious intentions, give him the gun today,
Maybe he's really dead..."
“…is there any…?”
Jun Wu frowned and was slightly stunned.
...
Leaving the palace from the secret passage instructed by Jun Wu, when he returned to the eldest princess's mansion, it was already late, and Qu Longjun had been released by the eldest princess.
Ning Ji sat in the yard and talked with Qu Longjun about the whole process of meeting with "Senior Brother" today: "My father taught many disciples in the southwest, but I think he really looks like my senior brother who is separated from me.
...But some of his thoughts are more pessimistic. For example, when I asked him why he didn't send troops into the city, he told me..."
Ning Ji talked about his thoughts in a whisper, and Qu Longjun gradually pieced together the face of the "emperor" that the boy saw today. It is actually somewhat similar to the emperor's younger brother mentioned by the princess in the past two days, but it is just like
The emperors seen in the book are really different.
"Actually, it's understandable." Qu Longjun said, "They two siblings have never enjoyed the joy of power. Since Mr. Ning killed the lord, the mess they carried was full of fear and trembling. Later, they were even female.
The real person chased the world... Jingping's shameful car criticism was ahead, and if it were me, I would be afraid."
"It was just a bit nagging at the end... He always wanted me to go back to the southwest, saying that he was worried that my father and mother missed me...Mother-in-law and mother..." Ning Ji flattered his mouth, unhappy. He actually missed homesome and his reputation was ruined.
Is there any way to not go back? It only adds to my worries when I mention this matter.
"Actually...Mr. Ning and... and your mother should miss you too..."
Qu Longjun forgot to observe his expression and said this. Ning Ji recalled the letter sent by the fool Qin Weiwen when he left home. His nose was sour. He looked at Qu Longjun and then said in a muffled voice.
: "If you have a baby, go back."
Qu Longjun's face turned red, but she didn't say anything, she just looked at Ning Ji quietly, and then nodded slightly.
"Um."
Ning Ji didn't know that she had only thought of the names of her three children in the morning. Although she went back to the southwest, it was mostly Mr. Ning who named her, but she just used it as a nickname.
Ning Ji is not as thick-skinned as her. She is not shy, so he becomes shy. Soon after, he changed the topic and talked about Pu Xingui and Chen Shuangran. This afternoon, he was cut off from the palace by the emperor, so the people killed were messed up.
Not enough, until tomorrow, he will kill Chen Shuangran's minions outside and make them blood flow. At that time, Monk Tunyun should come out and contact him again, and then he will follow the opportunity and become Pu Xingui.
A letter of fame...
...
The stars in the sky stare at the earth in the night.
At the other end of the city, the sir, saw Cao Jinlong and Mr. Ai's envoys coming to him in the hiding place.
Last night, the letter had been sent to several old men. At this time, Pu Xingui was also ready to fight in his words. However, Cao Jinlong had a happy face, and the messenger who represented Mr. Ai also spoke in his words.
Very respectful.
"Fuck... I knew it would be great if you had written those letters a month ago..." Cao Jinlong held his hand and scolded.
"Um?"
"I'm not hiding Mr. Pu, in the past two days, we have fought in our own people in the city, and the elders are very worried." The envoy explained with a smile, "Last night, Mr. Pu's letter arrived, and Mr. Ai was a little angry, but he
I also know that Mr. Pu is in the minds of many brothers, and with Cao Daxia's reconciliation, Mr. Ai carefully considered what Mr. Pu said and discussed it with Miss Chen today. It doesn't matter if you don't talk about it.
, I was shocked when I talked."
"……ah?"
"The little girl is so whispering, no experience." Cao Jinlong lowered his voice, "I originally thought that Chen Shuangran was secretly swaying this time, and what was the extraordinary plan. Today, the two sides carefully checked it.
, Mr. Ai was so angry... It turned out that Chen Shuangran had many ideas in the plan that he was pressed later, just like Mr. Pu!"
"--ah?"
"So, I have set the time..." Cao Jinlong grabbed Pu Xingui's hand, "Tomorrow afternoon, you will meet, communicate well, and resolve the misunderstanding. This time we will work together to do something big-
”
"ah?"
Pu Xingui was stunned for a long time.
"real?"
"Really...it's just her mother!"
"…Who is the main thing about this matter?"
"It seems that it's you, Mr. Pu... Although there is still something to talk about, Chen Shuangran was scolded by Mr. Ai, saying that she doesn't believe in her own people..."
Pu Xingui looked at the two people in front of him.
He actually didn't completely believe that there was such a logic behind the things, such as the general framework of many things. He had lobbyed with Mr. Ai and the others before, why did he not reconcile before, but now he is starting to get right? But obviously, he is the two of them.
The sky gathered many brothers and was unwilling to retreat, so the other side had to change their minds.
Look, this is what Jianghu is like.
If you are hard, she will become soft.
...
"In addition, I have to ask Mr. Pu to persuade the Sword Star named Sun." The envoy walked to Pu Xingui and said with great thoughts, "Take the overall situation into consideration and don't kill again."
"Then...I'll try?"
——This is the world.
...
The city's fire disappeared in the quiet flow, and the moon climbed into the sky.
Too much time wasted during the day. The emperor finished the memorials until very late. He sat under the eaves outside the study and thought quietly for a long time, recalling the memories of childhood that came because of Ning Ji, and also recalling the
Cheng Zhouhai and others have overcome all obstacles. The past is beautiful, but countless memories are difficult to distinguish between true and false. The reality is very heavy, but it also has a heavy weight. In any case, I became three without realizing it.
Middle-aged people in their teens take on a mountain of responsibilities.
Outside the palace city, Cheng Zhouhai was also sitting under the eaves of the yard. He finished his work, blew out the lights, and everything was quiet. He remembered the siblings he met many years ago, and the stormy journey along the way.
.As we grow old, the flow of this world is really too intense.
Chen Shuang was in the room with lights on, listening to the envoys coming from Mr. Ai, while eating pastries, she seemed to be smiling and unruly. When the girl left, she was in the room.
He held his stomach in his arms and smiled for a long time.
Pu Shin-kyu knew he had stepped onto the stage. He thought about many things that followed, almost sleepless all night, but he didn't feel any fatigue.
Ning Ji and Qu Longjun still fell asleep on the same bed. He dreamed of his father, mother, brothers and sisters in the southwest. He and Qu Longjun brought their children back home. Everyone expressed their awe of him and no longer mentioned the past.