Song Lian's eyes were complicated, but in the end he patted Chen Chao on the shoulder and sighed: "You and I are officials in the same court, and you helped me solve all my life-long affairs. If anything happens to you, my wife...
...What a pity...Every time during the Qingming Festival, I will burn incense and paper for you."
Chen Chao had no expression on his face, "I would like to thank you in advance, sir."
Song Lian laughed heartily.
Chen Chao smiled helplessly.
Song Lian looked at Chen Chao and moved his lips. He originally wanted to say something, but he hesitated and did not say anything.
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He didn't know how things would develop, but he didn't want to see that outcome.
"For a person like Your Majesty, I think...should...forget it, I can't say." Song Lian sighed.
Even if he is a warrior who admires the Emperor of Liang so much, he can't guarantee anything in this matter. After all, this affects the whole world, and His Majesty the Emperor has no guarantees.
He doesn't care too much about his own son, let alone his nephew.
There is a lot of confusion among them, but some of them can be explained clearly in just one or two sentences.
"How about we go drinking together?"
Song Lian looked at Chen Chao as if he didn't want to take another look at this very good young man in front of him.
"don’t worry."
Chen Chao smiled and said, "There will be many opportunities to drink in the future."
After saying this, Chen Chao said: "I will not come here in the next few days. If it is possible next time, you will only be able to see me at His Majesty's banquet."
Song Lian was startled, and then he remembered that His Majesty the Emperor's banquet would be held in a few days. It was held once a year, and the Ministry of Rites had actually started to prepare for these days. Although for many people, this seemed to be a very important day, but for Emperor Liang
Speaking for myself, it probably isn't a problem.
But that was the story of previous years. I think this year will be a little different no matter what.
Song Lian sighed endlessly.
Chen Chao didn't speak any more and quickly left Zuowei Yamen.
It's getting very late.
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The distance between Zuowei's Yamen and his own courtyard was not too far. Weng Quan stood guard at the door of the Yamen and handed a lantern to Chen Chao, while the other Yamen servants were far away.
Chen Chao took the lantern and said with a smile, "Why aren't you afraid?"
Weng Quan was confused, "Deputy Commander Chen, what did you say?"
Chen Chao was speechless and left the Zuowei Yamen without saying much, holding a lantern.
In the darkness, the light of the lantern cannot illuminate anything, but at least it can briefly see the road in front of me.
Chen Chao was walking down the long street. There was no one around, just silence.
There was only the sound of his footsteps.
The world seemed to be extremely quiet at this moment.
Chen Chao walked for a while and saw a person.
It’s not a new face, he’s acquainted with him once before. He’s the clay figurine stall owner that he met when he first entered the city.
Chen Chao stopped and looked at the clay figurine stall owner who was also holding a lantern.
"Your Highness, it seems that after so long, you still have not made a decision. To be honest, I am very disappointed."
The clay figurine stall owner stood in the dark, his angry and pale face illuminated by a lantern.
Chen Chao remained silent.
??????????????????The owner of the clay figurine stall said: "As a bloodline of the former Crown Prince, doesn't His Highness have any blood of the former Crown Prince? Now the emperor dares to wear a
You are wearing a white hat, but Your Highness doesn’t even have the courage? The revenge of killing your father is worthless to Your Highness? This world should belong to Your Highness, how can Your Highness give it up?"
The clay figurine stall owner was very angry, and there was undisguised disappointment in his words. The timing was very good, everything was available, but the young man in front of him had no idea of what he wanted to do.
"Those of us are just followers of His Highness the former Crown Prince, and we can also pay our own blood for this. But as for His Highness, as the flesh and blood of His Highness the former Crown Prince, we really do nothing? Can we really live this life with peace of mind?"
The clay figurine stall owner stared into Chen Chao's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart.
Chen Chao asked: "You said that His Majesty killed my father, where is the evidence?"
The owner of the clay figurine stall snorted coldly: "I'm afraid His Highness won't believe it if I present the evidence now."
Chen Chao did not refute, just looked at him and said, "You said this world should belong to me? But how could this world belong to me?"
Hearing this, the owner of the clay figurine stall was startled, "Your Highness, what are you talking about? This world belongs to the lineage of the former Crown Prince. Your Highness is the only heir of the former Crown Prince, and it should belong to His Highness!"
Chen Chao shook his head and said, "No."
The clay figurine stall owner wanted to say something more, but Chen Chao shook his head and said, "I won't do what you want to do, so don't waste your time."
After saying this, Chen Chao walked forward with a lantern, and soon passed by the clay figurine stall owner. The clay figurine stall owner looked at Chen Chao's back and said coldly: "Your Highness, stand at the sword rest.
When it's on your neck, it's already too late if you regret it."
Chen Chao didn't look back and didn't speak at all.
The clay figurine stall owner said nothing and just hid in the darkness.
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It was getting late, and the lights in the Zuowei Yamen were brightly lit. Song Lian was sitting in the hall, looking through some files. Soon he heard the sound of footsteps, and a Zuowei Yamen servant trotted in, "Sir, the deputy commander of the Zuowei Yamen is Yao
Sir, I have something to ask for."
Song Lian raised his head, "Yao Dao?"
The officer nodded, "It's Mr. Yao. He said it was an urgent matter under the orders of Commander Ye."
Song Lian frowned slightly and quickly said: "Let him come in."
Not long after, a figure arrived at the Zuowei Hall. It was Yao Dao, deputy commander of the Right Guard. As soon as he saw Song Lian, he immediately knelt down on one knee.
He spoke very anxiously, "Sir Song, I have been ordered by Commander Ye to ask for your help!"
Song Lian asked: "What's the matter?"
"We found several monsters in the area under Zuowei's jurisdiction. They are not low-level and are hurting people. Master Ye has already taken people there, but I am afraid that they cannot kill those monsters. Therefore, Commander Ye specially ordered the subordinates to come and invite them.
Master Song sent someone to assist!"
Yao Dao knelt down on the ground, "I hope you will ignore the past grudges. If you don't help me now, I'm afraid many of your colleagues on the right guard will die here."
Song Lian frowned and said, "Why do so many monsters suddenly appear in the capital of the gods?"
As the capital of Daliang, Shendu is not necessarily as difficult to break as the Great Wall of the North, but if you come to Daliang, there will never be a monster who dares to show off its evil in the Shendu by overestimating its own capabilities.
Yao Dao gritted his teeth and said: "Perhaps it is a monster raised by monks outside the country. Sir, I really can't hesitate any longer at this moment!"
It is nothing new for the left guard and the right guard not to deal with each other, but although Song Lian has some personal grudges with the right guard, at this moment, he will never stand idly by because of these things.
Now that the guard is away, as the commander of the left guard, he has to take care of the overall situation.
Song Lian immediately stood up and shouted towards the lobby: "Weng Quan, take some people to stay at the Yamen, and the rest will follow my commander."
Yao Dao said gratefully: "Thank you, sir!"
It's just that the right-back deputy commander lowered his head without much expression on his face, which made him look a little strange.