"Alas······", Qi Yue couldn't help but sigh for a while. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Shhh-", Ding Zhangting, the gatekeeper standing on the right side, let out an angry sound, glared at him with two eyes, and made an exit shape, "What are you doing!" ”

Qi Yue hurriedly put away his fatigue, apologized, bowed his head, and stood up straight silently.

"Come on, prepare the horses."

"Yes", Qi Yue was a spirit, his feet did not leave the ground, and Zhang Ting had already run away from the stable.

He turned around and pushed the door open, Di Ying walked straight out of an inconspicuous grass and wood ash, his eyes swept over him, standing under the eaves, the shadow on the bluestone bricks behind him was slightly lonely, looking up at the sky, the sky was just right, not blazing or cold, sprinkled on the skin, a warm feeling, warm spleen and lungs very comfortable.

"How's Steward Xu?" , Di Ying asked suddenly, his voice was as light as chatting, but Qi Yue's heart jumped suddenly in fright.

Bad, the general knows that he has neglected his duties?

How can this be?

Punished or punished?

Or is it a pre-emptive accusation?

"I'm asking you." , Di Ying turned his head sideways in displeasure and looked at him with a frown.

Qi Yue couldn't take care of a lot of speculation, and replied with a sullen head, "There is no improvement, the doctor has seen it, and it is unheard of that the pulse is strange." ”

Di Ying was nailed to the spot, his eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and between four or five breaths, he made up his mind and bit his cheek, "You tell the house doctor, take the medicine first, and be sure to save your life, and you will be fine in two days." With that, he strode away.

Qi Yue, who stayed in place, was confused, and it would be fine in two days?

Di Qiongzhi deliberately misinterpreted Di Ying's reprimand, and left the general's mansion in a fit of anger, and on the way back to the ya, the depression in his chest was difficult to relieve, so he simply turned his head and turned into a restaurant he frequented, and sat in the lobby.

There is no shortage of people, diners are scarce, except for Di Qiongzhi in the hall, there is only one table left, and he is eating and drinking.

I ordered five or six dishes of pickled food such as deer breast beef, and a few plates of vinegar-soaked chews, and asked for three jars of Du Kang.

He was originally a literati who insisted on a little ink, and he was recommended by the officials under Di Ying to serve in the Ministry of Rites.

The affairs of the department are complicated, and there is little leisure to raise a glass and enjoy it, that is, when the mind is disturbed, I drink alone in the mansion, and I dare not be greedy for a cup, lest I miss the tolerance.

Di Ying held the mouth of the altar with one hand, filled the wide-mouthed wine bowl, and then threw it on the oil-stained square table, pinched the edge of the bowl, and swallowed it cleanly, from his throat and eyes to his stomach, it burned like fire, but it made him feel unprecedentedly refreshing.

Everyone in the world says that he was born with gold, and he is blessed with a unique gift, compared to the prince and princess of the deep palace, hum, sad and sad, the world's eyes are shallow, as long as he can escape from the barrier of imprisonment, he would rather not have this splashing wealth and glory.

The rough and dirty wooden chopsticks picked up a piece of salty beef and threw it into his mouth, smashed it and swallowed it twice, the sun-dried deer breast was like a cracked river in the year of the famine, and the hard teeth also grinded the meat threads that were constantly hooked, Di Ying chewed his cheeks sore, and pushed them into his throat one by one.

He inherited the position of his son-in-law, inherited his fine clothes and food, and also inherited the weight of his prestige, and inherited the contempt and contempt under the flattery of others. Between gains and losses, he turned into an artifact on the Bogu shelf for others to fiddle with.

Pour cup by cup into the mouth recklessly, and drink it until it rises, like an ox drinking water, and the tongue is numb.

But someone asked him what he wanted!

Di Ying slammed the jar to the ground, and with a bang, half of the jar of wine splashed a large area of mud.

The shopkeeper at the counter raised his head from the account book, looked at Di Ying, stopped the guy who wanted to step forward, and waved his hand so that he didn't have to pay attention to it.

The diner at the other table who was sitting alone turned his back and twisted his neck to look at him, his eyes were straight, his cheeks were red, his body was upside down and he couldn't sit steadily, as if a drunken literati was going drunk, sneered, shook his head disdainfully, sat upright again, scooped a spoon and brought it to his mouth, suddenly stopped, the two sword-like eyebrows slowly gathered, and then dispersed, smiled meaningfully, and waved his big hand, "Man, come to the altar wine." ”

When the liquor was served, the diner walked up to Di Ying with the wine in his arms, and slammed the jar on the table, "What's the trouble with Brother Tai?" ”

Di Ying raised his head groggily, and dimly saw a crowned hat martial artist with short legs staring at him from top to bottom, "Isn't it lonely to sit alone, if Brother Tai doesn't dislike it, you can drink with Brother Tai below, how about it?" ”

Di Yingzheng was worried that there was no one to speak, like a fire meeting firewood, and immediately shot the case and shouted, "Okay! ”

The two sat opposite each other, not knowing their names and surnames, and not asking where they came from, but swallowing wine vigorously.

Between pushing the cups and changing the lamps, the diners were still sitting on the benches, but Di Ying was half sober and did not stay, and he was talking nonsense vaguely.

The sound of horses' hooves "da-da" approached, and the diners looked up to see that the middle-aged man with a tall head on the horse had a majestic face, and the servants behind him trotted all the way, and sighed, "What an imposing master." ”

Di Qiongzhi followed his gaze, and after a hurried glance, the walker had already straddled the horse and walked away, but he was still recognized by him, staggering and pouring himself a glass, and his voice was sarcastic, "It's really extraordinary-"

The diner stared at his expression, only smiled inexplicably when he heard the words, didn't ask much, picked up the wine bowl, and said, "Come, accompany you to the end today!" ”

Di Ying walked to the main hall without waiting for the subordinates to salute, and ordered, "Summons Zhao Liu and the others to come." ”

"Yes"

After a while, two men of the same age came side by side,

A person in a brown and linen robe, gray hair, leather belt around the waist, and a rustic village man's dress.

A person with wide sleeves and a scarf, his steps are chic, and his gestures are unrestrained, and he suddenly feels that the wind of Wei and Jin has resurged.

"Zhao Que meets the general"

"Liu Yin meets the general"

The two said in unison.

"Sit down," Di Ying raised his hand, his words mixed with a hint of tiredness, "Is there any movement in Xie Ling's Palace?" ”

The Xi clan is strong on the one hand, and the five emperors of the three dynasties of the Yue Dynasty have been entrenched in Xie Ling County for hundreds of years, and they have been prosperous for a long time.

At the beginning, Xi Zhi poured the strength of the whole clan to follow the lord of Yin City, who had not yet been proclaimed emperor, scattered silver to help the people, gave up his resources to comfort the army, and led the soldiers of the palace to save the car in danger several times, which was of great importance to the Qing Dynasty.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, His Majesty rewarded the meritorious ministers, mostly the princes, Di Yingyi was named the general of Pingsha, although he was a military officer, but he could lead a million male soldiers in wartime, and the power of the country's soldiers was in his hands, such as the lifeblood of the throat of the Qing Dynasty. Xi Zhizhi is the king of Xie Ling County, the fief Xie Ling County, a county of salt and iron, and in the past, wealth, rich and rival the country.

The two of them are in the court, like the pillars of heaven and the two stands, and the dragon head Yin Huang is also polite and gives three points.

"For some reason, King Xie Ling's leg disease has recurred recently, and it is menacing, and the prince of King Xie Ling has extended medical advice everywhere, and invited one hundred and ten folk langzhong, but there is no improvement at all." Zhao Que said.

"As the saying goes, it is difficult to support a single tree, King Xie Ling has been walking on one leg for many years, relying on a wooden limb and prosthetic leg to go up and down all day long to consult on political affairs, it must be extremely difficult and painful. Physical and mental exhaustion is inevitable, and it is reasonable to accumulate over time and suffer from a sluggish illness. Liu Yin said lightly.

"Hmm", Di Ying nodded absentmindedly, and Zhao Liu didn't say much when he saw that he was silent.

For a long time, his eyes swept over the two people in the hall several times, and he secretly lowered his eyes and was silent, as if he was hesitant.

"Whatever the general commands, you can say. Zhao Que was appreciated by the general and cited as a guest, and the kindness of the encounter was not reported, and Zhao Que was determined to do his best to serve the general! ”

Liu Yin glanced at him, his expression was quite disapproving, and he turned his head to Di Ying, "The general has always been decisive, and today he is so uncertain, but what is unspeakable, if you can trust me, you might as well say it directly." ”

With a chaotic breath, Di Ying looked at the two doormen fixedly, "Balcony Palace on the outskirts of Kyoto, have you ever been there?" ”

"There are many believers in the Balcony Palace, and it is widely spread, and when I first arrived in Wolong, Liu also visited several times."

"Although Zhao doesn't believe in those people who explain the Tao, he always hears praise, so he goes to the balcony mountain to see it."

"That's fine," Di Ying raised his eyes and glanced at no one outside the house, "I want you to leave immediately and go to the Balcony Palace to pay homage to Taixu Daoist, so that you can go to the General's Mansion tonight." ”

"Taixu Dao Chang-", Liu Yin is steady, not surprised, and indifferent to the ups and downs of things, such as following the waves of water, the stone can't stir up the waves, but now he is surprised, looking at Di Ying in a daze, "Taixu with the title of Daozun, before the national sacrifice ceremony to turn His Majesty out of the palace, such a profound and arrogant person, the general wants to invite the general's mansion in the middle of the night······ I'm afraid this move ······"

Di Ying rarely showed embarrassment, thought about it a few times, and said slowly, "I have something important to discuss, and the relationship is very important, although I know that I don't see the layman, it's good to give it a try." If he insists on refusing, it is not impossible to send his disciples to come, as long as the Tao is subtle, but ······ Soul subjugation. ”

"General—"