In fact, Yu Wentai knew very well in his heart that a naughty boy like Bald Tujia would never be convinced if he didn't convince him. If Bald Tujia is not convinced, she will not surrender if she is orally soft. Bald Tujia provoked at this time and also wanted to try his skills, and Rouran people have always been convinced by force. If he really loses to Bald Tujia at this time, I am afraid that he will be the handle forever in the future, although it is harmless, but it will also become the laughing point of Rou Ran and Da Wei.

The two of them have already come out of the pavilion in the middle of your fight and your comings and goings. Outside the pavilion, a large clearing was formed surrounded by slaves and maids. Bald Tujia continued to attack willfully in the open space, anyway, he had inexhaustible strength, and he was young and vigorous.

The slaves and maids opened their eyes even more, and the always majestic prime minister fought with a young man, which was really unthinkable.

The ones who are really worried are the eldest princesses Yuan Yuying and Yun Jiang. Although it was inconvenient for the two of them to get close from a distance, their minds were completely tied to Yu Wentai, and they completely forgot where they were.

Yu Wentai had already made up his mind in his heart, and once again avoided Bald Jia's attack, and at the same time used offense as defense to force back Bald Tujia, who attacked again. Bald had to take a few steps back to dodge the punch. Yu Wentai saw the opportunity and took a few steps back as Bald Tujia fled, forming an effective distance between the two.

When Bald Tujia turned around again, he saw Yu Wentai's angry eyes and his arms wide open, and he was already eager to pounce. Bald Tujia was stunned and didn't understand what this meant. When he was stunned, he had already lost the opportunity. Yuwentai roared, almost shocking the sky, and at the same time pounced on the prime minister, and wrapped his arms around Bald Tujia's waist, forcing Bald Tujia to fall backwards again and again under his control.

Everyone was stunned, staring motionless at the scene in front of them, and no one made a sound.

Yuwentai moved very quickly, and after controlling the trend, he no longer delayed, and with a hard hand of his feet, Bald Tujia was thrown to the ground heavily. This series of movements was smooth and coherent, and Bald Tujia was overwhelmed, and he had fallen to the ground in a trance.

Yuwentai slackened his strength at this time, and Fang couldn't stop gasping, sweating like rain and being washed with water.

Bald Tujia fell to the ground before she could react, and looked up at Yuwentai in surprise.

Yuwentai stretched out his hand to him, but Bald Tujia refused to let him help him, and jumped up by himself.

Bald Tujia bowed his head, looked up and said, "The prime minister is really a god, Bald Tujia is convinced." ”

Jiaodu, in fact, there are no moves, compared to aura and strength. Yu Wentai tried his best to seize the opportunity, concentrated all his strength, and fought quickly, and broke out with all his strength in an instant, but also took advantage of the fact that he was not prepared, so he could gain an advantage and win. But Bald Tujia didn't study it carefully, and immediately fell into it.

Yu Wentai smiled but did not answer.

The eldest princess Yuan Yuying in the distance was already beating extremely fast, and at this time, she couldn't help choking and crying until she couldn't cry, she couldn't bear to look at it anymore, turned around and walked towards her Buddha hall. Nan Qiao and the others followed behind and went.

Yun Jiang still stood in place, bowing his head and refusing to let others see his tears and hazy eyes. She tried to calm herself down so that no one could see anything wrong.

Yu Wentai adjusted his breath and said calmly, "Since the prince has come to Chang'an on the way, please settle in the pavilion first." I promised never to break my promise. ”

Who knows that Bald Tujia still smiled, "No hurry, no hurry." There is no need to mention the past. He looked at him left and right, and said with a smile while looking at the garden, "I regard the prime minister as a brother, and if my brother treats me like a brother, I want to live in the prime minister's mansion, and let my brother arrange a place to live, as long as I see my brother day and night, I have nothing else to ask for." ”

Yu Wentai's face stiffened, this was really unexpected.

"Why, won't my brother recognize me as a brother?" Bald asked.

"What the second brother said is exactly what I want." Yu Wentai immediately smiled, "If you don't dislike it, ask the second brother to live in the courtyard in front." ”

Bald Tujia was satisfied.

I don't know how long it has been raining in Chang'an, it's been too long. Sometimes it rains heavily, sometimes it drizzles, and sometimes it thunders and lightning. But finally the sky is clear, and the early sunny Chang'an City has a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe under the first rays of sunlight.

This was accompanied by the failure of the grain harvest in the wheat field in Guanzhong. Heavy rains and hail destroyed all the ripe wheat for harvest on the day of the harvest. Sheji suffered from this catastrophe at the beginning of its establishment, and the people saw that it was a famine with no food, and rumors spread in the palace and temples, thinking that the split of the Great Wei Sheji would cause heavenly send. Naturally, the person who pointed to the rumors was the prime minister Yu Wentai who manipulated this situation.

At the beginning of the catastrophe, Prime Minister Yu Wentai tried his best to relieve the famine, almost unable to sleep, and did not know the taste of food. Fortunately, there is Zuo Cheng Su to complement him. It's just that Su Sui has always had an old illness, and Yuwentai would rather work hard than Mr. Su exhaust his mental strength. But there is still Bald Tujia who lives in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he is entangled from time to time.

Yu Wentai is a very smart person, and he has long seen that although this Rouran son is young and from a barbarian background, he is actually scheming, but he is really not so easy to deal with when he acts under the guise of being young and ignorant. But at this time, it is a critical time to form an alliance with Rouran to borrow its strength, and there must be no mistakes.

Originally, it was said that as long as the emperor waited for the vacant position, Rouran would marry the princess as the queen. But Bald Tujia avoided mentioning it here. Yuwentai simply didn't talk about it, afraid that he would change in a hurry. Seeing that the emperor's ingot torch dragon body was gradually recovering, he decided to settle the matter with the emperor first, at least he didn't have to worry about making friends with Rouran and forming an alliance with Yecheng.

The sun is dazzling, this is a long-lost scene in Chang'an.

The emperor's ingot torch was carried out of the Manna Palace. Standing under the eaves and looking up at the clear blue sky, it really feels like a world away. The sun was so dazzling that he could barely open his eyes. What's going on these days? His mind was in turmoil. Only one thing I remember, his wife Yue'e never appeared again. I don't know where she is now, is she okay? The palace people are secretive, and I'm afraid that only by asking Yuwentai will know about this matter.

"What about the Prime Minister? Have you not come to the temple of manna for many days? Yuan Bao Ju asked the eunuchs and slaves around him.

"Lord, the prime minister will come to see the lord today, the lord is just getting better, let's go in and wait." The palace man holding the ingot torch replied in a low and careful voice.

The eunuchs, palace maids, and others used to serve the first emperor Yuan Xiu, and they also suffered enough for the first emperor's impatient temperament. is always sandwiched between the Son of Heaven and the Minister, which is really difficult to do. And the current emperor's days are not long, and they can't fully know the temper of this emperor. Therefore, the recitals are cautious, for fear of angering the Son of Heaven again.

The ingot torch did not speak. The prime minister is going to come to visit, he only knows now, and he has to wait, isn't this a puppet ornament?

As soon as the Son of Heaven was silent, the palace people were secretly frightened, not knowing what the Son of Heaven was thinking, and not knowing if there would be a sudden disaster. After all, the scene of the first emperor Yuan Xiu's anger and slashing the palace people and the blood was too exciting and terrifying, and the disaster of this palace could not be forgotten.

Who knew that the ingot torch suddenly ordered in a harmonious voice to set up a seat in the courtyard and wait for the prime minister. The slaves and maids immediately breathed a sigh of relief and served diligently.

The ingot torch enjoys the warm sun that has not been seen for a long time. In his memory, the temple of manna was always cold, and slowly even his heart became cold. He really couldn't bear to be so sunny. He is not willing to do Yuan Xiu, and he can't do Yuan Xiu. His character is not the kind of person who is reckless on his own actions. Yuan Xiu let him really see the tragedy of the death of the people, if he was like this, I am afraid it would be the tragedy of the collapse of the society and the collapse of the sky.

In the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yun Jiang served Lord Lang and dressed himself. The bruises on his shoulders and a large bruise were visible. That day, I accompanied the son of Rouran to feast and drink, and when I returned to the study, it was almost night. I only remember that Lord Lang fell asleep, and he was really tired. A few days later, the bruise slowly spread from the shoulder where he was hit by Rouran Shizi, and it was almost difficult to move with his arms. But Lord Lang has never allowed the imperial doctor to come to diagnose and treat, nor did he allow others to know. Only the main mother, the eldest princess, Yuan Yuying, applied medicine to the lord every day.

At this time, Yun Jiang tied his belt for Lord Lang, and his waist was much thinner. Even though she is now serving him every day and dressing, she can clearly feel it. Lord Lang is healed, but new injuries have been added. Rouran Shizi hit hard, and the injury was really not light. Moreover, Lord Lang's illness also dragged on for a long time to get better, and he didn't take care of it. It's really because Lord Lang has been too busy these days. How many court affairs made him anxious, and the Guanzhong disaster made him exhausted. There is also a Rouran prince who is looking for trouble from time to time in the house.

Yu Wentai was thinking about how to talk to Yuan Bao Ju about the future when he entered the palace for a while, and let Yun Jiang dress him, and suddenly saw Yun Jiang with his head down and his heart heavy, so he asked casually, "What's wrong?" He stroked the belt around his waist, and by this time he was neatly dressed and ready to enter the palace.

Yun Jiang raised his head in surprise and saw that Lord Lang was looking down at her, and suddenly said, "Isn't Lord Lang going to send me back to Daijun?" After saying that, he lowered his head, and did not dare to raise it again, his cheeks were hot.

Both men were silent.

"I just think Wuchuan is better than Chang'an, but I can't go back." Half a day heard Yu Wentai sigh.

Yun Jiang raised his head, Lord Lang had a melancholy on his face, he had never seen him like this.

"It's time for Lord Lang to enter the palace." Yun Jiang lowered his head again and said softly.

Suddenly Yu Wentai held his hand. She tried to break free, but after all, she couldn't beat him.

"Wait until I get back." Yu Wentai whispered a word and walked away.

There are actually peach blossoms in the courtyard of the Ganlu Palace, and the ingot torch has just noticed. The clouds of the tree were in full bloom. It's just that it has been raining a lot recently, but it's a pity that many flowers in the prime of life have bloomed not long and are still so fresh and beautiful by the rain and wind and away from the roots, and finally wilted into mud.

Yuan Bao Torch was very dazzling when he saw the falling Ying in that place. He now finally knows that Yue'e actually doesn't like Luoying. His extremely empty body at the moment is sitting in his arms even in such a solar term, and he can't bear a little cold. beckoned to a palace maid, and ordered all the fallen Ying on the ground under the tree to be swept away.

The palace people didn't understand how the emperor could notice this. In fact, the Luoying in one place is particularly poignant and moving, and the emperor is hard-hearted and unmoved.

At this time, there were eunuchs back and forth, saying that the prime minister Yu Wentai was waiting for an order outside the Ganlu Palace.

The ingots torch naturally ordered the prime minister to come in.

When Yuwentai walked in, the ingot torch on the seat was slightly startled. He has been sick for these days and has never been out of the Ganlu Palace, so in fact, he doesn't know how many times Yuwentai has come to the Ganlu Palace. Even if he vaguely remembered, he didn't carefully look at Yuwentai's appearance. I just feel that at this time, Yuwentai is simply judging the two of them.

Yuan Bao Ju has known Yuwentai for a long time. In the past, Yuwentai was high-spirited, and he always gave people the feeling that everything was in his chest, and he had never seen him frowning. Although it is not as beautiful as Gao Cheng's face and face, he can always be regarded as handsome and heroic. The Yuwentai who walked in today is very different from before.

His thick sword eyebrows were originally stretched, and there was always a hint of a shallow smile on his lips that made him look extremely confident. And today's Yuwentai's eyebrows are knotted, and it seems that he can no longer stretch out. He no longer has a cloak, no longer a long sword, and his clothes are already a high-ranking courtier. If a gentleman is not heavy, he is not prestigious, but also because of the grandeur and dignity of his clothes, and because of this solemnity, he has a prestige. Yuan Bao Ju suddenly remembered Gao Huan, and he was cold.

The slave next to her saw it, knelt down beside the emperor and asked in a low voice, "Is Your Majesty cold?" ”

The ingot torch waved his hand.

The slave sighed in a low voice, "Your Majesty has been sick for many days and I don't know, and the prime minister is also sick, but he has to preside over the government, and he still insists on coming every day to ask about His Majesty's well-being......"

Yuan Bao Ju listened to it, and he didn't know what it was like.

Yuwentai has lost a lot of weight, which is very obvious in the eyes of Yuan Baoju. The belt gradually widened, and even felt weak. He became depressed, he became confident, he became Tarzan collapsed and his color did not change, but no one knew what was going on in his heart. Yuan Bao Ju knew that Yuwentai was not an ordinary product after all, and he had known it for a long time. It's just that he didn't expect that one day Yuwentai would be a powerful minister, and the puppet on the seat would actually be himself. The world is not up to man, but known today.

Yu Wentai had already walked in front of him.

"The prime minister has worked hard for many days, and he has not recovered from his illness, so there is no need to worship, sit down and say something if you have something to say." The ingots torch turned around and motioned for the palace maid to set up a seat.

"Your Majesty Longen," Yu Wentai looked at the Son of Heaven who was sitting in his arms, the emperor standing with one hand. The ingot torch didn't seem to be pretentious, and he was also looking at him, his eyes were open and undodging. "Remember it in your heart." He obeyed the Emperor's dictate and sat down.

The ingot torch is pale and bloodless, and it looks like it hasn't seen the light of day for a long time. The original heroic spirit has been exhausted, and at this time, it seems that not only is he sick and weak, but even the martial artist's anger has all gone, but it seems too quiet.

"Your Majesty has finally recovered, and it is the fault of the minister." Yu Wentai's tone was light, and he looked at the ingot torch. Only one pair of eyes still shine as brightly as before.

"From now on, the prime minister doesn't have to say such things again." Yuan Bao Ju sighed. Because he was still sick, there was an extra layer of weakness in his tone. "The prime minister has the world in mind, and he is strategic, and it is a lonely blessing to get it. In the future, Lone just wants to be a peaceful son of heaven to grow old. The burden of a thousand pounds can only be a lot of hard work. Lone was originally just an idle clan, and he never thought that he would win the world once, and he had no ambition to prosper the society, nor did he have the talent to prosper the society, he originally just wanted to ......" He suddenly paused. Yuan Bao Ju tilted his head to the side and no longer looked at Yu Wentai. His silhouette sparkled in his eyes.

This is a very clear confession. The ingot torch was not originally the ruthless character of Yuan Xiu who loved to compete. It is precisely because of his tranquil nature and broad-mindedness that he is so tolerant.