Don't look at the ordinary Hong family now, if you chase one or two hundred years forward, it will also be in power. During the Yongping period, the ancestor of the Hong family was the king of Rongjun. In the last years of Yongping, King Rongjun rebelled and wanted to support his adopted son Hong Lin to ascend the throne, Hong Lin was actually Qin Lin, the grandson of the first emperor and the son of King Ning (see "Fruit and Vegetable Love"). The rebellion failed, Hong Lin fled to the north and established Anguo, which was later the famous Qinglong King.

Because of this rebellion, the Hong family was almost punished by the Nine Clans.

Why do you say it's almost there?

After this rebellion, Emperor Yingwu ascended the throne.

The heroic Emperor Yingwu pardoned the Hong family, and only killed the two first offenders of the Hong family, father and son, and spared their lives. Emperor Yingwu was bold, not only pardoned the Hong family, but also subdued the Qinglong King, turned Anguo into a vassal state of Dajing, expanded the territory of Dajing far beyond any dynasty in history, and created a 30-year heroic and prosperous era, and was a wise monarch at home and abroad.

Although the Hong family rebelled, because of the Qinglong King, no one dared to trample on the descendants of the Hong family later. After Emperor Yingwu and King Qinglong returned to heaven, no one had the mind and courage of the two of them, An Guo and Dajing turned against each other, and the Hong family became difficult.

It can be said that the Hong family has had great ups and downs.

This time, what kind of role did the Hong family, who were involved in the rebellion, play? Compared with their ancestors, what kind of means did they have?

Hong Jia and Li Jingshan, who is the hunter?

This will not be understood until the flood comes.

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When Governor Lin left, Liang Xinming also sent him to the door.

This time, Wang Heng also got up and sent it out with her. Although Governor Lin is old, Liang Xinming may not appreciate his "beauty", but Wang Heng is still not at ease. I also thought that Governor Lin would definitely ask her some questions in private, trying to find out some news from her, and it would take a long time to talk about it. He came out with him, and Governor Lin couldn't pull Liang Xinming to idle around.

In short, he was relieved to send people away.

Governor Lin was even more flattered when he saw Wang Heng personally send him out, went out and stood under the porch, turned around and asked him to stop, and then said goodbye.

Back in the room, Governor Lin tasted Wang Heng's attitude towards himself and the sentence "Don't give birth to some thoughts that shouldn't have", and stayed awake all night.

Besides, Wang Heng and Liang Xinming, after sending Governor Lin away, were still standing under the corridor, looking at the night sky silently, the moonlight was shining in the empty courtyard.

Liang Xinming didn't know what he was thinking, and called softly, "Teacher?"

Wang Heng turned his head sideways and looked at her.

Although the moonlight did not shine under the porch, there were lanterns hanging under the porch, and in the dim light, her face was a little blurred, as if in the fog.

He wanted to touch her with his hand.

In the hall just now, he was keenly aware of her attention to him, and he couldn't hide the appreciation, affection, and pride in his eyes. He felt that his previous sour taste was a little inexplicable: he had already lived in the third grade of the official residence, and he was reviewing a major case of rebellion, what kind of strength did he have to compete with two Leng boys who had not yet entered the official career?

Hearing her call himself, he wanted to say, "It's night, go back and rest," but the words came to his lips and swallowed again. - He was reluctant to part with her. It's better to leave her to deal with official business, although I can't talk to me, but I can see her when I raise my eyes. It's not that he doesn't feel sorry for her, if she is sleepy, he will arrange for her to sleep, and sleep next to him!

He said, "I have to work hard tonight." ”

Liang Xinming said: "This is what students should do. ”

He looked at her, his bright eyes seeping into the bottom of her heart, as if asking: Should he be, or willingly?

Liang Xinming avoided his burning gaze and turned to speak to Huang Furen.

Wang Heng instructed Bai Xiao, Fang Zhirong and Fan Yong to guard the garrison again, and ordered Fang Zhirong: "Strictly guard against Lin Ziming, mobilize archers to ambush, and set up two small artillery pieces aimed at the guest courtyard where he is, once he breaks out, bombard the guest courtyard!"

Fang Zhirong was awe-inspiring: "The last general will obey orders!"

He knew who was behind it.

Only then did Wang Heng go in and summon Liang Xinming, Huang Furen and others to the conference hall.

After summing up, he assigned a new task to Huang Zhifu and Huangfu Ren, and told them to track them down in several directions, some involving the Yan family, some involving Hong Jia, and behind them, there was the shadow of Li Jingshan.

Huang Zhifu and Huangfu Ren were ordered to go.

Wang Heng took away all the people who were in the way, thinking that he could be alone with Liang Xinming, tracing clues, analyzing the case, and enjoying the heart-to-heart meeting.

However, he soon felt depressed and anxious: in the council room, people often came to him to take care of things, and he couldn't be alone with Liang Xinming at all, let alone do any intimate actions, even if he was eyebrows.

Why is there so much going on?

He thought about it, and simply went to Dangui Garden with Liang Xinming, Dangui Garden was far away, and it was heavily guarded, and his subordinates would not disturb him unless he had to.

"They have to learn to be self-reliant. He said to Liang Xinming.

Liang Xinming nodded in agreement and said: "Asking for instructions on everything, although I can make fewer mistakes, I have also developed the habit of dependence and cannot be alone." ”

Wang Heng said happily: "That's the truth. ”

The two walked in the mezzanine, a large group of people followed, all of them ignored, and the bare mezzanine made them feel like they were under the moon before the flowers.

Liang Xinming felt his breath, scorching and masculine.

Wang Heng is even more mysterious, and he smells her fragrance at the end of his nose, like an orchid and musk.

In fact, this is all the fault of the moonlight, they didn't really smell each other's breath, but they just had a thought in their hearts. Wang Heng remembered the four years of marriage and shared the same bed, and could not shake away the familiar fragrance of virginity in the depths of his memory, and even remembered the round house in the treasure cave that day, and the unquenchable desire to come again.

The body followed his wishes, and his right hand, which hung down at his side, moved slightly, and naturally grasped her left hand. Her hands were smooth and powerful, her fingertips were moist and cold, touching his warm palm, and the coolness quickly extended from the palm to the bottom of his heart, extinguishing the fire in his heart, and his heart suddenly felt stable and steady, and he couldn't help but smile.

Wrapped in his warm big hands, Liang Xinming found that his hands were so small, and there was a rough friction feeling on the back of his hand, which was the thin cocoon of his palm, which contrasted her softness and his rigidity, and suddenly he felt weak.

In front of Hui Niang and Chaoyun, she is a man with strong psychology, not just a man who pretends to be; in front of her subordinates, she is a calm official, confident and can be relied on; in front of the emperor, she is a courtier with a good mind, which can be of great use; only in front of Wang Heng, she feels that she is a woman, she has the desire to be coquettish with him, has the confidence to play tricks with him, and has the courage to ask for it......

When the moon is in the sky, the feelings of the people who love each other are particularly keen: the footsteps are gentle, walking in the same rhythm, and the figure reflected in the ground by the moonlight is like an ink painting, full of poetry; you can hear the "chirping" sound of autumn insects under the root of the wall, which is light and pleasant, and you can smell the sweet fragrance of osmanthus sent by the breeze......