Chapter Eighty-Nine: Sixteen Years of Plum Blossoms

Jing Qianyun didn't understand, but someone could always guess.

For example, after the early dynasty, Jing Qianchen hurriedly caught up.

Since that day to scare Jing Qianming into that ghost, King Shen and his wife have never made any more moves to pretend to be ghosts, although if they continue like this, they will definitely make everyone mistakenly think that this palace is really haunted, and no one will point the finger at them. But the matter has already made such a big fuss, and if it continues to make trouble, not only will the palace be unpeaceful, but I am afraid that they will be found out a lot more likely. After all, this is just a whim of Wang Zitian, but it is not carefully planned.

So after the festival ended, Jing Qianchen took Wang Zitian back to King Shen's mansion.

However, Jing Qianchen is the most important figure in the court, not to mention that the mansion is in the capital, and it is also very close to the palace, if Jing Qianyun didn't have to let his wife enter the palace, they didn't have to live in the palace at all.

However, Jing Qianchen was in such a hurry at this time, not to go home at all, but to stop Los Angeles.

When did Luo Cheng know Yiyou, and when did he know Jing Qianchen, and later Jing Qianchen also entered the army, so the two became more and more familiar. Luo Cheng's eagerness today even Jing Qianyun can see it, how can he hide it from him, maybe the slight difference is that although Jing Qianyun feels strange but doesn't care much, but Jing Qianchen cares very much.

Nothing else, he was just afraid that Los Angeles's thoughts coincided with his own guesses.

That's why he followed so eagerly, just to ask what was going on.

Luo Cheng was not in a hurry to return home, seeing Jing Qianchen coming towards him, he was naturally waiting for him with full footsteps, but after this person came over, he did not slow down, but pushed himself and said: "What are you doing in a daze, let's go." ”

Los Angeles was confused by him, but he followed, asking, "Where to go?" ”

Today, the two generals were supposed to go to the army to inspect it, but the time was not in a hurry, and it was not delayed to go to other places before going to the military headquarters, but they didn't want Jing Qianchen to say: "Go to your house to drink." ”

Neither of them is a good drinker, especially Jing Qianchen, and the amount of alcohol is estimated to be better than ordinary people. As for Los Angeles, although it was because of Jing Qiandai, he also drank some wine from time to time later, but it was by no means the kind of massive amount of thousands of cups that were not drunk. This party went to drink in the morning, and what should I do if I made a mistake when I turned around. Luo Cheng hesitated for a while, naturally unwilling to delay the important affairs of the army.

But Jing Qianchen doesn't care about this kind of trivial matter, it's not that the two of them can't act without him in this army, and today's events are not important, for him, the strange attitude of Los Angeles is the most important, if he didn't guess wrong, I'm afraid he wants to...

However, where is Jing Qianchen the kind of person who grinds and chirps, dragged Luo Cheng and walked towards the palace gate, and said: "What are you anxious about, I don't believe it, the army is without you and me today, is it difficult for the two of us to rebel?" Let's go around, go back to drinking, and have something to say when you wake up tomorrow. ”

Worry? It's you King Shen who is anxious, Luo Cheng looked at Jing Qianchen who pulled him forward in a daze, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but thinking that Jing Qianchen was right, he also rode on his horse and galloped towards Luofu.

Luofu is relatively remote, and Jing Qianchen is not very big, but compared to the bitter and spicy decanting soup that his princess poured into his mouth after he got drunk, he still thinks that Luofu is safer, at least the sobering soup he drinks after being drunk is normal.

Although there are more times when Luocheng comes to him to drink on weekdays, the wine in the palace is naturally better, but no matter how many times, he can't get used to the decanting soup made from the unknown ghost stewed by his princess.

He didn't like it, and Los Angeles didn't think it was anything, but since they were all going to his mansion, let's go back, and he wasn't very picky about wine. And in your own house, it must be a lot quieter.

It is said that it is far away, but in fact where can it go, although the Luo family said that it was only in the generation of Luocheng that such a high-ranking official came out, but counting up, it can be regarded as the old family of the capital, although it is not concerned, but it is always still on the edge of the prosperous area in the capital, and it is only a cup of tea to ride a horse.

Jing Qianchen entered the gate of Luofu and ran to find wine, if he asked Steward Luo to send it up, I was afraid that it would be all those wines that could not be drunk for a day, and it would be much faster to get it by himself.

By the time Jing Qianchen came back with wine, Luo Cheng had already sat down under the plum tree in the backyard.

"I don't think you actually planted it, and now it's grown so big, and you've replanted it. However, I have heard before that this flower is more in the south, and it is not easy to live in the north, so it is no wonder that Qiandai couldn't be planted back then, but I don't know which craftsman in the palace is ingenious and planted such a large area in the back mountain. You too, you can be cultivated successfully, and if you want to come to this capital to see plum blossoms, there is only Bingyue Pavilion, and you are here. Jing Qianchen hugged the wine jar and chattered about it.

Luo Cheng looked at the plum tree in front of him that had grown for seventeen years, shook his head and said: "I don't know, although I have put a lot of effort into it, but I always feel that these trees seem to have a soul, they can grow here. ”

Jing Qianchen smiled, he just felt it, but he didn't expect Luo Cheng to give him a definite answer, so he didn't respond, just filled him with wine in the cup and handed it over: "Come on, come on, don't look at it, it's not time to bloom yet, it's useless to look at it again, let's drink it first." ”

Luo Cheng took it and took a sip, but he still couldn't help but say, "Do you know who planted those plum blossoms in the Ice Moon Pavilion?" ”

Those plum blossoms were there long before Jing Qianchen was born, and he was not very interested in these flowers and plants, because of Qiandai, he only knew some of them, but he really didn't care who planted them, but since Luo Cheng had brought it up, he naturally asked: "I don't know, who is that?" ”

Luo Cheng took another sip of wine, and then turned to face Jing Qianchen: "Chen family." ”

The Chen family, could it be... Jing Qianchen was also a little surprised, and asked with a wine glass, "That Chen family?" ”

"Well, it's the Chen family."