The winter in Shandong is much colder than in the capital, and the house is full of fire, and it is warm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the hot water where the mist rises, the pear blossom brew is warm. Sima Yan watched the water vapor rise in a daze.

A person who has lost his fighting spirit, a person who has lost hope, what else can he do except get drunk and dream of death every day?

Sima Yan casually picked up a peanut and threw it in his mouth, and a beautiful woman took the wine in her mouth, and gently took a small sip of a cherry to cross the warm wine into his mouth.

Such a life in which a beautiful woman is lying and the wine is on the side is a life that many people can't ask for, why is there only unwillingness in his eyes?

It's just that now it's a foregone conclusion, even if he has ambitions, what can he do?

"Get out... Get lost... Get out of here..."

Sima Yan suddenly roared and drove away the beauties around him, his chest floated violently, and he picked up the wine jug and poured it violently. Choked on tears, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"Lord Wang, someone outside asks to see you, saying that it is your old acquaintance. Qing Yao whispered outside the door.

In the past, Sima Yan was so arrogant, although he was also moody, but he would never be drunk and dreamed of death every day like now, and he lived like a walking corpse.

"Nope... Missing... I don't see anyone in this king..."

Sima Yan roared angrily outside the door.

"He said his name was Lin Jue..."Qing Yao reported his name according to the words of the person who came.

Sure enough, there was no more roaring from inside, and after a sound of footsteps, the door creaked open from within.

A cold wind soaked in the bone marrow blew in his face, and Sima Yan's drunkenness also woke up a little, and he said again: "He said his name is Lin Jue?"

Qing Yao replied respectfully, and then asked, "Then does the prince see or not?"

Sima Yan thought about it for a long time, and finally nodded towards Qing Yao.

This Lin Jue was Sima Jie's advisor in the past, and he suffered this person's secret loss several times when he fought against the former prince. After the collapse of the former prince's power, this person disappeared without a trace under the sun's illumination like a late autumn fog.

There is no trace of it. I still remember that Sima Rui spent a lot of effort to find this person at that time, but in the end he found nothing.

It's just that now he is just an idle prince who has obtained a fief, what is Lin Jue looking for him to do?

Take refuge in him, see his jokes?

Lin Jue was alone, standing in the ice and snow, wearing an ink-colored robe that was particularly conspicuous in this white, which also set off his extremely thin figure.

Lin Jue stood at the door like a proud green pine, his hands behind his back, and a just right smile on his face.

"Lord Wang, please come in..."Qing Yao turned sideways and led Lin Jue in.

"Thank you, girl. Lin Jue's voice was cold and detached.

Qing Yao nodded slightly and led Lin Jue to the door of the study.

"The prince is waiting inside, you can go in by yourself. ”

After Qing Yao finished speaking, she retreated after blessing her body.

Lin Jue entered the house very familiarly, took off the crane and put it on the screen.

"The grass people and forests will never give the prince a greeting. Lin Jue bowed his hand, his body bowed slightly, but he didn't bow down.

Sima Yan carefully looked at the man in front of him, this man who had fought with him many times, in addition to the hostile relationship, he still had some appreciation for this Lin Jue.

At this moment, although he is a minion, he has arrogance. Unlike some people, all they reveal from their bones is servility and flattery. For Lin Jue, even if he made a big gift today, his arrogance from his bones would not be less than half a point.

"What are you doing here to find this king?" asked Sima Yan straight to the point.

Lin Jue smiled and said: "I will give you a creation, it depends on whether the prince has the courage to ask for it." ”

Sima Yan said with a smile: "Shandong is a rich land, this king is now the king here, this king didn't know before, it turns out that being a rich idle person is also a pleasure..."

Lin Jue's sharp eyes seemed to be trying to see Sima Yan through, and said: "But I can see something different in the eyes of the prince, it is a thing called ***, although it has almost gone out, but as long as the time is ripe, it will turn into a raging flame..."

Sima Yan's smile froze on his face, and he asked in a cold voice, "What are you going to do?"

Lin Jue still maintained a decent smile and replied: "Sending you a creation depends on whether the prince dares to ask for it." ”

Sima Yan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Do you think this king still lacks something now?"

Lin Jue pointed to the position on his chest and said, "Lord Wang, don't you feel that your place is empty?"

Sima Yan was upright, and looked at Lin Jue again, this person was really interesting.

"Oh, what does this king dare to want, what if he doesn't dare to ask for it?"

Agitation doesn't work for him.

Lin Jue replied: "If the prince wants, the grass people are not talented, and he can help the prince realize what he wants." If you don't want it, just treat it as if the grass people haven't been here today. ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked out, one step, two steps, and when he was about to step out of the threshold with his raised right foot, Sima Yan's voice sounded behind him, and he bet right. Bet right, Sima Yan's ambition will not be extinguished.

"This king is very curious, even if you have the means to reach the sky, now that a person like this king, how can you help me realize what I want?" asked Sima Yan with a sneer.

Lin Jue arched his hand and said, "Lord Wang, there is at least one more chance to turn over." It depends on whether the prince can break the kettle and seize this fleeting opportunity?"

Sima Yan's appetite was raised, and he followed Lin Jue's words and asked, "What do you mean?"

Lin Jue nodded and said, "That's right." His Majesty died, and the princes returned to Beijing to watch the spirit. That's the chance..."

Sima Yan said: "We can think of this, and Sima Lie can also think of it." How could he not make all arrangements?"

Lin Jue said: "So it depends on how much the prince wants that position." As the saying goes, if a thief captures the king first, what about thousands of troops? As long as Sima Lie dies, who does the prince think is suitable to sit on this supreme position?"

Sima Yan groped his chin full of scum, and to be honest, he was a little tempted. Cheng, he is the emperor of Izumo. Defeat is nothing more than death. As the saying goes, wealth is sought in danger. I can't bear the child's wolf.

Looking at the flame gradually rising in Sima Yan's eyes, it was a desperate and crazy ***.

Lin Jue knew that he had not come in vain this time. His purpose was achieved.

Sima Yan got up and arched his hand: "Mr. is talented, please also ask Mr. to plan for Sima Yan, after the matter is completed, you will be the only prime minister of Izumo." ”

Seeing this, Sima Yan hurriedly treated him politely, and threw out the temptation of power above 10,000 people under the prime minister.

Lin Jue also bowed down and said: "The grass people also look at the person who values the prince as a deciding decision, and is willing to follow the prince and never give up." ”

"I wonder what detailed plans Mr. Lin has?" asked Sima Yan anxiously, pulling Lin Jue into his seat.

Lin Jue said: "Guarding the soul of the first emperor, the prince must also be there, when the prince is the closest person to the prince, the open gun is easy to dodge and the hidden arrow is difficult to defend, if it is a frontal attack, the prince is not the prince's opponent." Therefore, only the hidden arrow hurts people, and the god who comes does not know it. ”

After speaking, Lin Jue took out a delicate sleeve arrow from his arms and said: "This secret weapon is called cherry blossoms all over the sky, and there is no possibility that the person who is in the needle will survive." At that time, if the prince can shoot this needle quietly, the prince's great cause will be in sight. ”

Sima Yan rubbed the delicate dark arrow, and his heart was overjoyed.