The corners of Ning Xi's lips were half-hooked, and a sneer was hooked, which opened up, but it made people suffocate for no reason, and said, "I haven't seen two Aiqing play chess for a long time, you guys are going to play the next game, and I will watch from the side." ”

Jiang Zigu and Mu Qing have been with the emperor since they were young and grew up with the emperor. One of the two is in the light, and the other is in the dark. I remember that on the night when the world's first greed was removed, the emperor and Shui Wuyi wept with joy in the Qianyang Palace, sitting on the ground and pushing the cup to change the lamp. It's just that in recent years, as the emperor has grown older and his power has become more and more prosperous, it is difficult for the two of them to see the deep meaning hidden in his eyes from his face, but the brotherly love is also there, and the love of the monarch and the minister is deepening. Both of them knew very well in their hearts that after the death of the first emperor, he never touched the chess pieces again, and his chess pieces went with the first emperor, and he had his perseverance!

"Since His Highness is interested, the minion will come to a plate!" Mu Qing was born in a family of military generals, and he was born with a heroic spirit, and he brushed his sleeves and set up the chess pieces, and he was already seated.

Ning Xi got up, picked up the teapot, and personally refilled the tea for them, he had always watched chess, but he was silent.

Jiang Zi smiled slightly, knocking on the chess pieces, gentle as the wind.

Mu Qing suddenly opened his eyes, suddenly approached the chessboard, scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, as if he was retreating, but it was also thick and fine, which was really luring the enemy to go deeper.

When the lights fell, Jiang Zi suddenly raised his flag, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "The pavilion master has lost!" "It's just that a chess piece is still held in his hand, and it hasn't fallen for a long time.

Mu Qing smiled and said, "Really? That's why it's better to fall down, and you can't rub it! ”

Jiang Zi held a long finger, and the chess pieces fell in response. Mu Qing's face was happy, and he was about to fall as soon as he pinched the chess piece in his hand, but his sleeve was pulled by someone, and he was still stunned, and the chess piece fell on the chessboard. Jiang Zi sighed and said, "It is worthy of being the Pavilion Master of Yanxi Pavilion, it turns out that I lost!" ”

Mu Qing looked puzzled, looked at the emperor, and couldn't take care of it, and said unconvinced: "Just now, it was clear that the slave could kill his two sons without blood, and let him lose all the plates!" Why did Your Majesty want a slave to go down here, lose a hand, and eat his son? Winning is winning, but not the best! ”

Ning Xi sat down slowly, holding a jade cup in his hand, letting the fragrance of tea curl around his nose, how could there be a trace of fatigue between his eyes? I don't know when a thin wave appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and the silver rolled and shimmered the starlight in the sky, and said with a faint smile: "It's always good to leave a way back for everything!" ”

The two of them were stunned, when did the young emperor, who has always been decisive in killing, think about leaving a way back?

The two were thinking about it, only to hear Ning Xi say: "Mu Qing accompanies me to drink tea, son, write an edict!" ”

Jiang Zi hesitated and said: "The edict has always been written by the water master, and the slave is afraid that it will not be written well." ”

Ning Xi looked up at him suddenly, Jiang Zi only felt that a clear light swept like a sea tide, and it seemed to be almost submerged in an instant, and his heart was suffocated for no reason, and he suddenly lost his bearings. He bowed down and said, "The minion will go and write." ”

Jiang Zi took the table under the imperial case, picked up the pen, Long Feifeng left, and wrote the edict that could be written with a cup of tea, but the time for writing a stick of incense had not been written. Although the pen walked on paper, he clearly remembered every word on the note in his heart. Even when he was playing chess just now, he was unsettled and uneasy. A seven-year-old child, who was playing with mud, buried threads everywhere and planted eyeliner everywhere.

Whether it is the imperial city or the following counties and counties, the homes of dignitaries and nobles have all been installed by her. Just ask, even the secret guards of the imperial court may not be so leaky. This real emperor, what does she mean?

"It seems that I lost the chess, and the strength to hold the pen was also lost, just a few words, I wrote for a long time, and the tea I was waiting for was cold, take it and take a look!"

When Jiang Zi heard this, he stopped writing and presented the edict.

Ning Xi squinted and looked at it for a while, and said lightly: "It's not good, take it back and rewrite it." ”

In less than a cup of tea, Jiang Zi came with the edict, Ning Xi squinted and looked at it for a while, and said lightly: "It's not good, take it back and rewrite it." "There was a slight palette on my face.

Lightly light tea, and he has always tasted anything he uses, even for tea. Jiang Zi wrote two edicts, and Mu Qing had already drunk two full pots, and his cup was still filled with the cup that had just been seated.

Mu Qing raised his head, drank the tea in the cup again, and sneered: "Lord Tangtang Jiang followed the emperor's side, but he didn't grow up more and more, a few small words, why did you write it for so long?" ”

Jiang Zi didn't care about laughing, he only felt that the pen in his hand was as heavy as a thousand catties, stared at the chessboard, pondered for a long time, and then slowly wrote.

Mu Qing said a few more sarcastic words, but Jiang Zi did not refute it, and still bowed his head to the desk

On the case, Ning Xi leaned back in the chair, tapped his long fingers lightly, and asked, "Mu Qing, has there been any news of your father?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, not yet. Whether the slave's father is dead or alive has nothing to do with the minion! ”

Ning Xi smiled lightly and took a sip of tea, half idle, half lazy, "It's too early to say." ”

Jiang Zi had already written the edict, and seeing that Mu Qing was categorical and resolute, he shook his head slightly, "Your Highness, it's okay." ”

Ning Xi hooked his long finger, and the edict slid into his hand, he squinted at it, and said with a smile: "It's okay!" It's just that there is a trace of determination and relief between the eyebrows and eyes, maybe there is still a trace of concealment, is it concealment? Jiang Zi couldn't see clearly, these edicts had almost exhausted all his energy, only he knew that his back was already wet.

This edict has been issued, and the world will change. This is an edict after the abolition, but it is also an edict after the seal.

Jiang Zi thought about it for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "The saint doesn't play chess, but he knows the pattern of the world in his heart. Such a layout, only one fall, is two birds with one stone, and the micro-minister is impressed. ”

Ning Xi smiled faintly, "If you are praising me, I will understand it." If you say it's a layout, I don't think so. I never do anything about layout, and I never do anything about planning. Over the years, it seems to be stable, but in fact, every step I take is extremely dangerous. In life, there are fates, and what I do is just to go with the flow. No matter how capable I am, it will only be a hundred and twenty years, and besides, I will not say any more," he smiled miserably.

Both of them couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, this young emperor will not live past the years of his establishment, he still has more time left, and there are more than ten years. However, why didn't the poison attack? The two of them couldn't help but worry in their hearts, but they had a little luck.

Mu Qing hurriedly said: "What about the unification of Kyushu?" Didn't the Holy One plan for this? ”

"Kyushu," he said softly, "this is my father's wish." I don't think so, but I think it's the trend of the times. It's going to take a little longer, and it's going to be soon. ”

The two courtiers looked at each other and smiled, after all, Qinghuang had already taken a good step.

Before going out, Ning Xi smiled faintly, and swept the side hall with a leisurely gaze: "Little Tangzi, bring a few cantaloupes that were paid tribute a few days ago and give them to Lord Mu and Master Jiang!" ”

The two of them walked out of the palace with a few cantaloupe, and Mu Qinglu asked: "Zisu, for eleven years, the emperor has not given us cantaloupe." Today's good and decent, what did the emperor give us cantaloupe? ”

Jiang Zi said with a smile: "The pavilion master doesn't know, and the son naturally doesn't know." Now that it's delivered, let's go back and eat it! ”

The two laughed twice, the rain stopped at some point, the moonlight was empty, the two said goodbye and went home. Everyone knows that when I ate cantaloupe a few years ago, it was the time to prepare to eradicate Qu Xiang! It's just that now, the object has been replaced by General Cai, no matter whether he is loyal or traitorous, their only position is Emperor Ningxi, in their eyes, there is no good or evil, only loyalty.

This is, the Yanxi Pavilion, the dead man. (To be continued.) )