Volume 1: Swan Goose Chapter 33: Who Wants the West Wind to Cool Alone?
"Your Highness, is Gu Zhili... trustworthy?" Lu Ning kept thinking about Gu Zhili's story and asked involuntarily.
Yu Fengjin did not feel it was abrupt, but instead replied after careful consideration: "The reputation of the Gu family and his son in the court has always been bad. They look kind-hearted, but they are greedy and unscrupulous. Moreover, they are cold and ruthless.
It is common to burn down bridges across rivers and rake them down. Leader Lu should be careful when cooperating with them, so as not to be taken advantage of by them."
"Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness, but I have already rejected them." After getting the confirmation from him, Lu Ning looked out the window and felt even more lost:
If the story told by Gu Zhili is true, then what is the purpose of the two of them to win over each other? If the emperor discovers them, they will die. Is there really such a huge benefit for them to risk their lives?
If the story is false, why did the Gu family and his son find him? What is their purpose? What benefits can he bring to them?
"If you can't figure it out, don't try too hard. Things will reveal themselves sooner or later. Leader Lu, please pay attention to the people around you and don't let them collude with Zhang and Liu behind your back. Maybe you won't be so lucky next time
A look of shame flashed across Lu Ning's face, and he sighed softly: "Your Highness is absolutely right! As a young gang leader, I am incapable of controlling my subordinates, which is why I often make mistakes. Not only did I harm myself, but I almost hurt Your Highness. I'm really sorry..."
Seeing her disappointed and accusing look, Yu Fengjin didn't know what was going on and blurted out: "Then it's better than this. If the leader of the Lu Gang is willing to make an oath, no matter what big thing happens next time, you won't
If he disappears suddenly, then this king’s trip is not in vain, and the past grudges between you and me can be settled, how about that?”
Lu Ning was suddenly startled, and finally smiled when she saw the kindness on his face: "Okay, it's a deal! This time, even if the sky falls, I won't leave again!" As she said that, she said to her.
Yu Fengjin stretched out the little finger of her right hand.
Looking at her slender white little finger and her full nails as bright as jade, Yu Fengjin's heart skipped a beat. Then, he stretched out the little finger of his right hand and hooked hers vigorously.
This move made the atmosphere in the carriage gradually relax, and the two began to chat. Yu Fengjin introduced Shengjing to her like a host. He also thoughtfully asked Lu Ning about the people and customs of southern Xinjiang.
When it comes to southern Xinjiang and the days of freedom in the past, Lu Ning seems to have changed. Not only does she talk endlessly, she has a lot of witty words, and her black and white eyes sparkle. At this time, she is as dignified as usual.
The majestic young gang leader was different, she seemed to have returned to an innocent and charming eighteen-year-old girl. Just looking at her high-spirited look, the corners of Yu Fengjin's lips were slightly raised unconsciously.
The carriage arrived at the entrance of Zhuang Mansion leisurely. As soon as Yan Rong opened the door, Lu Ning jumped out of the carriage, took the reins of the velvet horse from Yan Rong, thanked him, and walked into Zhuang Mansion.
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"Leader of the Lu Gang." Yu Fengjin suddenly leaned out from the curtain and called out from behind her: "Leader of the Lu Gang, if it's convenient for you, I'll meet you at the Xiaoxiang Villa at noon tomorrow. Let's see you there or not!"
Lu Ning turned around gracefully and smiled sweetly: "Okay, see you there or not!"
Her back gradually disappeared into the red door, and her red riding uniform was like a fire, burning in Yu Fengjin's heart. It was as if she had walked out of a dream, and now she was going back to it.
But Yu Fengjin was left in the present in embarrassment, and had to think carefully about what she did today: when she heard that Lu Ning followed Gu Jiyun out of the city, she chased Yan Rong out without thinking. Now think about it, these
His behavior was really inappropriate, and he was afraid but also blamed himself.
"If His Highness has no other instructions, I will take my leave now!" Ruan Lang jumped off the horse, clasped his fists and said goodbye to Yu Fengjin, interrupting his thoughts.
"Aren't you spying on me? In that case, if you leave now, won't Wang Jing blame you for dereliction of duty?" Yu Fengjin glanced at him, her tone neither salty nor cold.
Ruan Lang lowered his head and closed his eyes, cupped his hands and said: "As a servant of the Imperial Guard, my humble duty is to obey orders. If you offend Your Highness, please punish me!"
However, Yu Fengjin smiled faintly: "Since I am acting under orders, I cannot blame you." After saying that, he stepped out of the carriage, pointed to the Xiaoxiang Villa behind him, and said casually: "
However, don’t leave. I will rest here, so you have to continue to monitor me and sit inside.”
Ruan Lang was stunned by these words. He watched Yu Fengjin leave blankly, but he was in a dilemma as to whether he should take his words seriously or not.
Fortunately, Yan Rong jumped over in one step, put his arm on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll treat you to a drink, and introduce you to some beauties by the way."
Ruan Lang hesitated in his heart, not knowing whether Yan Rong was teasing or had other intentions.
Yan Rong continued to persuade: "Don't worry, although I, Yan Rong, am a prodigal, I am an upright person. Drinking is drinking, and it will never be a Hongmen Banquet!"
Hearing what Yan Rong said, Ruan Lang felt relieved a little and stopped refusing: "In this case, I won't be flattering if I continue to refuse. But the wife at home is very strict, so let's just drink and let the beauty be spared!"
Yan Rong patted his shoulder and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that the majestic Lord Ruan is actually henpecked. Okay! I'll listen to you! Let's just drink today and not look at the beautiful women!"
Bei Xiaobei led the two of them into the box. Under Yan Rong's greeting, a sumptuous table of wine and food was quickly filled up. Ruan Lang was a little dumbfounded by such warm hospitality. Yan Rong stood up to pour him wine.
He also hurriedly stood up and raised his glass to receive it. The two of them held their glasses and toasted each other. They drank three glasses before giving up.
After a few glasses of wine, Ruan Lang wiped his lips and praised: "They say the wine at Xiaoxiang Villa is the best in the world. I was lucky enough to taste it today. It is indeed well-deserved!"
Yan Rong asked curiously: "I don't see you accompanying Wang Jing on weekdays. Didn't he treat you to a drink?"
Ruan Lang realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly reconciled: "On weekdays, when we come with the commander, we have to do business. If we need to cheer up, we must not drink at all."
The reason was a bit far-fetched, and Ruan Lang himself felt a little guilty. Fortunately, Yan Rong changed the subject wisely: "Then why don't you come when you are not on duty? This place is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people, and it should be out of reach for the Imperial Guard.
It’s expensive!”
Ruan Lang took a sip of wine and smiled awkwardly: "The salary is okay, but my wife is more careful, and I don't dare to spend money lavishly!"
Yan Rong nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and couldn't help but raise his glass and praised: "What a rare good man! Come on, I'll toast you with another glass!"
I don't know if it was the effect of the wine, or whether he was infected by Yan Rong's enthusiasm. Ruan Lang soon relieved his steely heart, held a glass with him in toast, and started drinking happily.
After the five flavors of wine had passed, Yan Rong suddenly sighed: "Hey, what a pity!"
Ruan Lang was startled and asked with a smile: "As you are a celebrity in front of the prince, and you have many confidants, I wonder what Mr. Yan is regretting?"
Yan Rong put one leg on the stool and said harshly: "I feel pity not for myself, but for Mr. Ruan!"
Ruan Lang was even more surprised, so he put down his wine glass and continued to ask: "Oh? I wonder why Master Yan feels sorry for me?"
Yan Rongzui looked at him and sighed with pretense of regret: "When I think of Mr. Ruan who is good at martial arts, upright, loyal, and passionate and dedicated, yet he follows someone like Wang Jing, it feels like a pity!"
Ruan Lang's face changed slightly, he played with the wine glass in his hand, and explained: "Wang Jing may be a playboy in the eyes of outsiders. But he is not only a fellow countryman of mine, but also a noble man in fate and a life-saver! Without him, I would never have been able to do anything. I won’t join the famous Royal Guards Department..."
Yan Rong pondered his words carefully and suddenly laughed: "Lord Ruan really knows how to repay kindness. However, do you know what happened to the last government officer who monitored His Royal Highness King Yi?"
Ruan Lang immediately tensed up his nerves, but said calmly: "I know, he...his whereabouts are unknown." He thought for a moment and chose a more appropriate word.
Yan Rong raised his head and drank a glass of wine, then changed the topic: "Since you know the whereabouts of that man and still follow Wang Jing's instructions, aren't you afraid of making the same mistake again?"
Ruan Lang slowly took a sip of wine without saying anything.
Yan Rong patted him on the shoulder and sighed under the influence of wine: "If you and Wang Jing were just ordinary superiors and subordinates, there is nothing wrong with him doing this. But since you are from the same hometown and grew up, he would not be kind to you like this!" "
Ruan Lang lowered his eyelids and looked a little ugly. After being silent for a long time, he said: "Master Yan and I have some different opinions on this matter. The more difficult things are entrusted to me, the more it shows that he trusts me. If King Yi When Your Highness encounters something like this, the first thing that comes to mind is not you but someone else. Don’t you feel disappointed?”
Yan Rong rubbed his nose and pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "Difficulty and fatality are different! If His Highness knew that this matter might cost his life, he would never let me do it. To him, nothing is more important than his brother's life. important!"
After saying that, he poured himself a drink and looked at the expression on Ruan Lang's face, which was very proud. Ruan Lang was startled, thinking carefully about Yan Rong's words, and suddenly froze: Yan Rong's words were like a stick The fishbone felt like a lump in his throat.
He couldn't help but ask himself: Can he be considered a brother to Wang Jing? No, to be more precise, he is just one of his followers! Although he regards him as a brother, it is just wishful thinking. He has always been I understand this fact, I just don’t want to admit it.
Ruan Lang drank several glasses of wine in silence, and his face was slightly drunk. The bead curtain was opened, and several gorgeous singers walked in, flirted with Yan Rong, and then accompanied him After a few drinks, he left gracefully.
Ruan Lang raised his drunken eyes and looked at Yan Rong, picked up the pot and poured him a glass of wine, and couldn't help but ask: "Master Yan, there is something I haven't figured out yet, and I would like to ask Master Yan for advice!"
Yan Rong held the cup in both hands and greeted him back, laughing and saying: "It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk, Mr. Ruan, but there's no harm in talking!"
Ruan Lang suddenly raised his head to look at him, and suddenly asked seriously: "Since His Highness already knew that I was spying on him, why did he not take action against me?"
Yan Rong raised the corner of his mouth and said with deep meaning: "This question really stumps me. I am not Your Highness, so I can't answer this question for you. However, you will be under surveillance for many times in the future, so you can experience it yourself, or
You can also ask him in person, I think he will definitely tell you!"
Ruan Lang frowned and looked at him, and asked in confusion: "Since His Highness knows that I am spying on him, why do you continue to indulge me? But the person before him was killed long ago?"
Yan Rong held the wine bottle and took a sip, and said quietly: "Perhaps because Lord Ruan is different from those people, His Highness treats you differently! In short, I can't answer any of Your Highness's questions. If you have any questions about me,
, I am very happy to answer your questions!"
Ruan Lang looked at him with a wry smile, feeling that although this Yan Rong was a bit uninhibited, he was outgoing and it was quite pleasant to drink with him, so he waved his hand and asked no more questions. This chapter has been completed!