A majestic voice sounded on the top floor of the Babao Mingtang, the wind blew by, countless bright yellow lanterns swayed, and the red curtains swayed with the wind.
"Your Majesty, the wind is strong outside, do you want to move?"
An old eunuch wearing a purple silk python robe knelt on the ground respectfully and advised the middle-aged man in a dragon robe in front of him: "Your dragon body has just recovered. Several worshipers in the palace said..."
"knew."
The middle-aged man said in an indifferent tone: "It's rare for me to leave the second palace, so please don't whisper these words in my ears."
The old eunuch lowered his head and did not dare to say anything else. The dozen or so people gathered behind him did not dare to breathe and stayed cautiously where they were.
“Wangyou Lake is so beautiful tonight.”
Standing on the top floor of the Babao Mingtang, overlooking the Wangyou Lake in front of you, a smile appeared on the slightly pale face of the middle-aged man, and his deep eyes gradually looked into the distance, "Shangdu is more beautiful. Although I stay in this city,
But it’s rare to see such a night view, it’s really ironic, haha~”
The laughter drifted away with the wind.
"Xuanniao Siqing suppressed the gang, what's going on now?"
I don't know how much time passed, but the middle-aged man flicked his robe sleeves, turned around and walked towards the pavilion behind him. The kneeling old eunuch hurriedly stood up and followed closely behind the middle-aged man. The more than ten Luan guards standing on both sides lowered their heads one after another.
First salute.
"Your Majesty, according to the situation detected by the Imperial City Division, all the Black Bird Division has been wiped out."
The old eunuch replied cautiously: "There are a small group of gang remnants who have escaped, but the Black Bird Division has sent people to hunt them down. Currently, many areas in Gyeonggi are under the jurisdiction of the Black Bird Division."
"Jingyu really didn't disappoint me."
The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth turned up slightly, "I have wanted to get rid of these monsters for a long time. However, some current situations in the court have made it unfavorable for the supervision of the Secretary. If I want to solve this matter, the Xuandiao Division is the most suitable. This time, I will clear the capital."
The gang's power, Xuanniao Division's heel has been firmly established, this kill is a wonderful one!!"
The old eunuch lowered his head and said nothing.
Xuandiaosi's killing not only killed thousands of people, but also caused the top management of Liumen to change. When he thinks of this, even the old eunuch who has experienced a lot can't help but feel a slight tremor in his heart.
"By the way, has Ling, who towers over the sky, come to participate in the final selection of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Competition?" The middle-aged man thought of something, stretched out his hand and said to the old eunuch: "The names of the Poet Immortal and the Exiled Immortal are in Xanadu.
It is widely spread that if this person does not come to Wangyou Lake, then this good show will lack some flavor, will not be complete, and will not be complete."
"Your Majesty, here you come."
The old eunuch bowed and reported: "According to the investigation of the Imperial City Division, Su Shisan from the Su family in Yunzhou and Yunchuan, the noble daughter of the Yunhai tribe, all came to Wangyou Lake with this person."
"well."
The middle-aged man put his hands on his hands and laughed, "Not to mention, I am actually looking forward to this poetry meeting. I hope this Chu Ling can give me some surprises, so please come."
At this point, the laughter stopped suddenly, and a cold light flashed in those deep eyes.
…
"Mr. Jiang is really elegant."
When the painting boat was held in Zhaoyan Academy, Chu Ling walked into a room and saw Jiang Zhongzi kneeling on a brocade cushion. He was calmly playing with the tea set, lifting his robe and walking forward, "The Wangyou Lake Poetry Festival is about to be held.
Mr. Jiang is also leisurely and elegant, and he is doing the tea ceremony here. He is truly a great Confucian who is famous all over the world."
"Little friends, please don't tease me."
Jiang Zhongzi chuckled, looked up at Chu Ling who was approaching, stretched out his hand and said: "Sit down, little friend, how about you try the tea that I have collected."
"That's annoying."
Chu Ling was not polite and sat directly opposite Jiang Zhongzi.
"I think my little friend has guessed it too."
Jiang Zhongzi picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Chu Ling, "Who is the distinguished person who will be attending this poetry gathering at Wangyou Lake?"
"Guessed something."
Chu Ling took the tea cup and took a sip, "It should be that one."
"good."
Jiang Zhongzi smiled slightly, but there was a hint of sadness in his brows, "I have lived for so long and have never encountered such a spectacle. If the world knew that the Wangyou Lake Poetry Festival was caused by the influence of the temple, then
I have a strong cultural background..."
"Mr. Jiang, in fact, you don't need to explain these words to Mr. Chu."
Chu Ling put down the tea cup and looked at Jiang Zhongzi with a smile, "Chu doesn't care about this. Chu just wants to go and be free and easy."
"Are you going to be free and carefree without worrying about worldly affairs?"
Jiang Zhongzi shook his head with a smile, with a look of sadness on his face, "This is what I used to think, but it's such an extravagant hope. People will always encounter one thing or another when they live in the world. Don't look for trouble.
, things will come to you, and escaping from the world is just a beautiful vision after all."
yes.
Chu Ling felt emotional, as long as you live in this complicated world, there are no absolutes. If you want to be free and unrestrained, if you want to be carefree, you can't do it without enough confidence.
Chu Ling also knew that this was difficult, and the only thing he could do was to follow his heart.
"Have you ever thought about why there was such a trend in Shangdu on the eve of the final selection of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Competition?" Jiang Zhongzi picked up the tea cup, took a sip, looked at Chu Ling and said.
"Everything in the world comes from profit."
Chu Ling smiled lightly and said: "Mr. Jiang, what Chu said is right."
"That's right."
Jiang Zhongzi nodded approvingly and said: "Although there are few words, they are insightful. Who in the world can escape the word fame and fortune? Do you know how you got into it step by step?"
"The paper wedding certificate?"
Chu Ling lifted up her robe sleeves and faced Jiang Zhongzi's gaze.
"good."
Jiang Zhongzi frowned slightly and said: "Although I don't know who my little friend's teacher is, I would like to say that from the moment I took the engagement paper and stepped into Xanadu, I broke into this place.
In the current situation, whether you cancel the engagement or not, you cannot avoid the influence of the situation.
The various performances of the little friend made me quite amazed.
It is rare for someone of your age to have such a character. I have been thinking about other options these days. Even if I break off the engagement, I am afraid the situation will get worse."
"Is it because of Duke Shun's government?"
Chu Ling said calmly.
"Yes and no."
Jiang Zhongzi replied: "The Duke of Shun is indeed very powerful, but compared with the state, there is still a big difference. At the moment, it is not about anyone, but something about the state.
Since I don’t like hearing this, I won’t go into details.
But...from the perspective of Wangnian friends, I would like to remind you, since the final selection of this Wangyou Lake Poetry Contest is based on chance, why don't you stand out?"
"It seems that Chu has no choice?"
Chu Ling said with a faint smile.
"It seems so."
Jiang Zhongzi sighed softly: "Let's just say that right now, my little friend is in a situation that contains hidden murderous intent. The Rongzhu Palace and the Shun Palace are just waiting for the Wangyou Lake Poetry Contest to end."
"Then let's make peace with it now that it's here."
Chu Ling said without changing her expression: "Chu really wants to see how this hidden mystery of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Meeting can be different!"