Gu Huairen lay on the ground, didn't dare to raise his head, and said in a loud voice: "This matter is definitely not done by the Ministry of War!" Then go and find out, who is so bold to give such an order in private, and will be severely punished! ”

"Check it out immediately, this matter can't be stopped!" The emperor's voice was full of anger, "Jiang Shilang, you immediately go to find those disabled soldiers who have been cleared out, and you must rescue them one by one!" ”

"Yes!" Jiang Shilang agreed loudly.

"Although this matter was not done by the minister, it is indeed a dereliction of duty, please punish Your Majesty!" Gu Huairen said on the side.

The emperor's gaze softened, and his tone was no longer so stiff: "This is not necessary, as long as the person who orders in private is severely punished." I'll leave this matter to you, and I'll report back to you when I'm done. ”

Gu Huairen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and agreed loudly.

As long as there is this sentence, it will be easy to do. He only needs to find a substitute for the dead ghost, close it for a year and a half, and then find a reason to release it. As for who the ghost is, he doesn't have to worry about it, he doesn't even have to look for it, someone has taken the initiative to ask for the top cylinder. Because Gu Huairen has always taken good care of those who work hard for him. This year's half-year prison sentence may be exchanged for a reward of being promoted to the third level.

The emperor yawned, regained his tired countenance, and was about to speak, when a eunuch hurried up from behind him and whispered a few words in his ear. A smile appeared on the emperor's face, nodded, looked at Wei Qing and said, "I'm a little tired, I want to go back to the palace, you can come when this is over, my concubine wants to see you." ”

A trace of anger welled up in Wei Qing's heart.

Is he the goods on the merchant's stall? Whoever wants to see it has to let him see it? It's just that it was the emperor who made this request, and he couldn't refuse it directly, so he had to reply around the corner: "The war on the front line is tight, and the minister hopes to return to the team as soon as possible." ”

The emperor's reply was exactly the same as Gu Shangshu's: "What's the harm of staying only one night?" ”

Gu Shangshu watched Wei Qing leave. Wei Qing had nothing to do in the military department, the emperor simply took Wei Qing with him, and Jiang Zhong had already retired in advance and hurriedly went to find the disabled soldiers who had been removed.

Gu Huairen's eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

His first ploy failed. And the second strategy was originally intended to be used after Wei Qing stayed, but now that Wei Qing has gone to the palace and returned to the camp early tomorrow morning, he is afraid that his second strategy will not be used.

He thought for a while, raised his hand and called his henchmen, and gave a few orders in a low voice.

Wei Qing was sitting quietly in the room.

His head was a little dizzy. After entering the palace, the emperor disappeared as soon as he turned the corner, and he didn't know where to go. He was led by a eunuch, turning around, turning east and west, and he couldn't even tell the difference between southeast and west, and he didn't know how many times he was tripped over the threshold, and how many times he was lost and found before he came to this room dizzily.

The eunuch led him into the house and left, while he sat alone.

This house made him very uncomfortable.

Accustomed to smelling the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield, he suddenly found himself in a world of strange fragrances, sandalwood, flowers, incense, all kinds of aromas rushed to his nostrils, making him sneeze several times in a row. He was suddenly very ashamed to find that the most unpleasant smell in this room was the smell of sweat on his body.

He sat there and didn't dare to move. The ground was too soft, so soft that he felt like he would sink himself in, there were too many things in the surroundings, bottles, jars, mirrors, flower pots, all sorts of things, he was afraid that if he moved a little, these things would all fall down. But he didn't dare to sit firmly, the little chair crumbled under his buttocks, and when he moved it slightly, the chair immediately creaked in pain, and he could only breathe hard, for fear that once he sat down, the chair would fall apart.

If this state is maintained for a little longer, Wei Qing is afraid that he will have to go directly to the medical hall to see his waist, but fortunately, there are voices outside the door in time.

The two palace maids walked in gently, one on the left and one on the right, on both sides.

Wei Qing stood up cautiously, paying special attention to whether his sleeves had scratched anything.

There seemed to be a breeze at the door, and a woman walked in softly. If there is one word to describe her characteristics, then you might as well use the word "thin". She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, walked softly and softly, without even a trace of wind, slender eyes, thin waist, thin fingers, and even her voice was thin: "General Wei? ”

Wei Qing only guessed what she was talking about by looking at her mouth. This kind of thin sound will never be heard by anyone on the battlefield.

He bent down and arched his hand: "The last general, Wei Qing, is currently the position of the commander of the capital, see Guifei Niangniang." ”

The woman saluted Wei Qing instead, and said in her thin voice: "Wei Dutong doesn't have to be polite, Wei Zifu is polite." ”

Wei Qing was stunned for a moment and asked, "The concubine is also surnamed Wei?" ”

Wei Zifu nodded slightly, waved his hand to order the palace maid to retreat, and said to Wei Qing: "Wei Dutong, please take a seat." ”

Wei Qing took a breath and sat down carefully, and the chair made another painful ** sound.

Wei Zifu looked at Wei Qing and said slowly: "Does Wei Dutong understand why Zifu wants to see you?" ”

Wei Qing didn't think about this question originally, people are concubines, you are a little Dutong, of course you can see it, but Wei Zifu's question, Wei Qing understood, and he replied tentatively: "Because the last general's surname is Wei?" ”

Wei Zifu nodded. "Zifu heard that Wei Dutong is my Han brave general, and his surname is Wei, and he happens to be in Beijing, so he is difficult to himself for a while, so he asked His Majesty to send a decree to call Wei Dutong to come, which has caused a lot of trouble to Dutong, and Zifu is here to make amends."

Wei Qing's heart swelled with warmth.

He really didn't want to come, and he really thought that it would be too much trouble for him to stay for another night even though he could return to the team immediately, but Wei Zifu's reparation made his dissatisfaction with Wei Zifu disappear immediately.

With Wei Zifu's status, she can't do anything even if she is flying and domineering Wei Qing, but when people come up, they will make amends first, what else can you let her? Wei Qing hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Where did the concubine Niangniang say that Wei Qing can be favored by the concubine Niangniang, and she is extremely favored." As soon as the words came out, he couldn't help but be stunned, thinking to himself, why did he say such disgusting slapping words? Could it be that you are in the capital and have been infected?

Wei Zifu obviously didn't like Wei Qing's tone of speech, her thin eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and changed the topic: "How old is Wei Dutong?" Where is the home? Who are the parents? ”

Wei Qing replied respectfully: "I am eighteen years old this year, my home is not far from the capital, and my father is Wei Zhenguo. As he spoke, he secretly prayed that this meeting would end soon, but not only was the conversation boring, but his waist was also a little weak.

Wei Zifu didn't mean to end the conversation, and still asked: "Then Wei Dutong came to Beijing this time, but he went home?" ”

Wei Qing was suddenly speechless. yes, how long has it been since he's been home? One month? A year? Decade? He knew that he hadn't been home for months, but these days he was living in the shadow of a sword and sword every day, how could he have the heart to miss home? Wei Zifu asked, his father's slightly white temples, and his mother's worried eyes seemed to be obvious in front of Wei Qing's eyes all at once, as if he had just left the house.

After being away from home for so long, is my father okay? Is my mother's leg pain getting better? Have the plane trees in front of the house bloomed? Is his cute puppy Ah Huang still guarding the door every day waiting for his return?

His eyes suddenly moistened. He suddenly found that after being away from home for so long, he hadn't even written a single word of family letters! He really wants to smoke himself, he really doesn't know what is wrong with him, if it weren't for one of Wei Zifu's concubines asking today, I'm afraid he still won't be able to remember this matter!

Wei Zifu looked at Wei Qing, stood up suddenly, took an inkstone, placed a pen and paper on the table, and said softly and carefully: "Since Wei Dutong misses his parents, why don't you write a letter?" The husband sent someone to send it. She said as she had the ink polished in her hand and the pen on the side of the paper.

Wei Qing reached out and picked up the pen, hesitating. He really wanted to write a letter to his parents, and he felt that he had too much to say. But now that the pen was in his hand, he suddenly felt that a thousand words came to his heart at once, but he couldn't put it down.

Wei Zifu gently turned to Wei Qing's side, put his slender hand on Wei Qing's shoulder softly, and made an idea in a thin voice on the side: "Report how your body is first, and then greet your parents if they are well." ”

Wei Qing's heart was warm.

He suddenly found that Wei Zifu was really an empathetic woman, as if he didn't need to say anything, and many things had already been thought of for him. He paused in the air and began to write: "The words are presented to both parents: the unfilial man Wei Qing respectfully." The man has been in the army for a long time, neglecting the news, and being ashamed. Although this man has been weathered, his body is fine。。。。。。 ”

"Write about your own life." Wei Zifu's white wrist moved lightly, helped Wei Qing polish the ink on the side, and said softly in his mouth, "Maybe what you eat every day, whether you sleep well or not is not a big deal, but the mother of the child is worried, it is these little things that parents care about." ”

Wei Qing said "uh-huh" twice, but did not say anything, and still walked the dragon and snake.

Wei Zifu watched quietly from the side, no longer making a sound.

The dark incense floated in the room, the lights and shadows were swaying, and there was no other sound except the rustling of brushstrokes and the breathing of two people.

In the silence, Wei Qing suddenly let out a soft "ah".

He had been holding the sword in his hand for a long time, and he was a little rusty with the pen, so he was not paying attention and splashed a large drop of ink on the paper. At this time, the letter was almost finished, and the ink splashed, and he was afraid that he would have to copy it again from the beginning, and he couldn't help frowning.