Entering the palace, Lu Heng saw Wang Tingzhi, who seemed to have lost her soul.

At this point, her face was haggard, but she still managed to be calm. With a distressing smile on her face, she tried to smile and nod her head at the family members who cared about her.

It's just that when no one is around, she stops. Raise your sleeves and wipe the tears from your pretty face.

When she saw Lu Heng, she smiled hard and said to Lu Heng: "Lu Gongzi, you, here!" ”

Lu Heng smiled and nodded.

At this time, Manager Fang, who was in a hurry, threw out of the inner courtyard all the way, and after seeing Wang Tingzhi, his eyes lit up obviously. Hurriedly rushed over and whispered something in her ear.

As Manager Fang continued to nod and say something, Wang Tingzhi's face finally changed slightly. From the previous loneliness, to the solemn expression later, and then to the later, the beautiful eyes that lost their minds bloomed with a charming look.

In the end, the pain and haggard on her face disappeared completely, and was replaced by solemn perseverance.

As Manager Fang finished the last sentence, Wang Tingzhi nodded solemnly, turned around and walked into the inner courtyard.

Behind, in the small eyes of Manager Fang, he looked at Lu Heng, who was standing at the door of the West Cross Courtyard, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Seeing that the other party smiled at himself and hugged his fist. Manager Fang hurriedly returned the salute. Then, in Lu Heng's narrowed eyes, this important figure of the Wang family straightened his waist, and then bowed heavily to Lu Heng.

Then, the head of the palace kept a bow of ninety degrees, slowly retreated, and walked into the west courtyard.

Seeing this chubby manager Fang, he finally disappeared behind his sight. Lu Heng retracted his gaze, and after thinking about it, he finally smiled helplessly.

In fact, he had long known that this matter could only be concealed for a while, but he didn't expect that this manager Fang would be so thoughtful. I guessed myself so quickly.

Moreover, looking at what he did just now, he should have concluded that he was behind his own shot.

From the very beginning of knowing Manager Fang, Lu Heng felt that this person, in terms of temperament and etiquette of every move, was not very much like the housekeeper of a businessman's house. Even if he once followed and served Wang Jianfei, it shouldn't be like this.

Judging by his occasional casual demeanor, he was trained in special etiquette. It's just that I don't know why. He's going to cover it up.

However, seeing the Xu actions of Manager Fang speaking to Wang Tingzhi today, Lu Heng finally thought of where he could cultivate such a thoughtful person, and his speech and demeanor were extremely in place.

Heh, where else could there be but that place in Tokyo!

I really didn't expect that this fat man was still an undercover agent! Uh, should I say an agent!

Ay! I didn't expect the real acting school to be in the palace, and it was still Infernal Affairs. Lu Heng shook his head amusedly, sighed softly, and turned around and walked into the West Cross Courtyard.

……

In the next few days, the palace was still as sad and gloomy as it was. However, attentive people found that the eldest lady seemed to have cheered up. She began to take over the Wang family's business, and the management was well organized. Moreover, with the encouragement of Manager Fang and others, the maids in the palace also began to recover from their grief.

The entire palace has finally returned to its usual appearance.

Lu Heng is still the same, except for working in the palace. In his spare time, he chatted with Wu Ningyuan and Zhang Wenshan, who were dressed in civilian clothes, in a tavern in Jiangning City.

Some time ago, the imperial court finally made a conclusion about Zhang Wenshan. Three days ago, the long-lost holy decree finally arrived in Zhang Wenshan's small courtyard.

As Lu Heng had guessed before, the emperor conferred on Zhang Wenshan as the governor of Yizhou. Overseeing all affairs of Yizhou. Moreover, he was sealed with some gold and silver. However, in the words of the reward, there are also some words of reprimand. It seems that the emperor is also a little unhappy with Zhang Wenshan's practice of playing a big name.

However, in Lu Heng's opinion, this seems to be just a very tacit joke between monarchs and ministers.

Ming said that Zhang Wenshan was going to leave Jiangning for Yizhou. Today, it is a farewell banquet.

Originally, Zhang Wenshan was going to set up a banquet for the immortals, but after thinking about it, he needed a lot of money to go to Yizhou. Moreover, Zhang Wenshan has been an official for many years and is also a good official. There is not much money. Therefore, after thinking about it, I decided to set up this very sumptuous banquet in the tavern outside Jiangning City.

"I said, Wenshan, I knew that you were slamming the door, but it wouldn't be like this!" Wu Ningyuan looked at the three simple plates on the table, which contained peanuts and a few pieces of meat, and scolded Zhang Wenshan with a smile.

Zhang Wenshan was surprisingly unrefuted, he raised his head and glanced at the gray-haired Wu Ningyuan, picked up the wine glass, and lightly touched the wine glass in his hand in Wu Ningyuan's somewhat empty gaze, and then raised his head and drank it all.

Wu Ningyuan was stunned for a moment, and wanted to laugh and scold a few words, but in the end he didn't say anything. His expression became a little gloomy, and he sighed softly, with endless helplessness on his old face, shook his head with a wry smile, picked up his wine glass, and drank it all.

On the side, Lu Heng looked at these two old men like this, and he couldn't stand this dull and sad atmosphere.

It is no wonder that when the ancients parted, they all looked like they were parting from life and death. It doesn't seem to be contrived.

In this era, the road from Jiangning to Sichuan was long. Moreover, the Shu Road is difficult to travel, and there are constant bandits on the road. I really don't know when we will be able to meet.

In particular, these two old men are not young.

Moreover, looking at Wu Ningyuan's expression, in addition to being sad for the parting of his old friend, he was more disappointed in his own situation.

Lu Heng glanced at him with a smile, and said to Wu Ningyuan, who had a gloomy face, with a smile: "I said, old man, why are you so distressed." Winter is coming, will spring be far away? Now, Zhang Lao has been reactivated, heh, this shows that the emperor has been paying attention to this place in Jiangning. What's more, the war in the north has not been going well. You, the prince, the former god of war of the Great Zhou, how can the emperor turn a blind eye? I really don't know, you old man, what's so sad. It's just a matter of time! ”

Zhang Wenshan glanced at Lu Heng with a blazing expression and nodded slightly.

Then, he turned his head and said to Wu Ningyuan, who was bowing his head, as if thinking about Lu Heng's words: "Duke Ning Yuan, Yongzheng is reasonable." I believe that in the near future, a divine decree will come! You old man, don't be too happy when the time comes, smile and be generous! ”

Although Wu Ningyuan tried his best to make a very serious appearance, he should be very happy when he looked at the corners of the old man's crooked eyes.

"Cut, is the old man such a cityless person?" Wu Ningyuan raised his head and glared at Zhang Wenshan. I couldn't hold back the snickering joy in my heart anymore, and then laughed.

"I know, you were the Great Zhou God of War who took the head of a general in the army back then, and he was like a treasure trove, and he had never seen any big scenes. What's all the fuss about just a holy decree, isn't it? After Lu Heng took a sip of the wine glass, he laughed and teased the old man.

"Haha, Yongzheng is right. Ning Yuangong has never seen any big scenes, that, what's so great! Zhang Wenshan echoed and laughed loudly.

It's just that he doesn't have the fat guts of Lu Heng. In this era, everyone is regarded as the holy decree of heaven, and it is described as a mere mediocre. When it came to his mouth, he hurriedly changed his words and fooled the past.

Wu Ningyuan didn't care about the jokes of these two people, and laughed triumphantly.

Before you know it, it's dusk.

The fiery red sunset dyed the entire field red. The solemn Jiangning City, draped in a layer of xiaxia clothes, quietly blooms with her thousand-year-old charm.

On the official road, pedestrians are in a hurry, dressed in the sunset, either out of the city or into the city.

The three of them stood outside the tavern, clad in the sunset. Quietly looking at the southwest direction, the red sunset. Silent for a long time.

"I heard that some time ago, Yongzheng wrote a very nice tune!" Zhang Wenshan turned his head and looked at Lu Hengdao with a smile. The autumn wind blew, and the old man's silver-white hair fluttered in the wind. The long green shirt was whirring in the wind.

"That's right, I heard that it's a little song called Companion Jun Blooms a Flower. These days, the maids in my house often sing this song. That's good! Wu Ningyuan also said with a smile.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Lu Heng, who was smiling indifferently, and said, "I don't know if Yongzheng is interested in composing another song?" ”

Lu Heng turned his head and saw the two old men, looking at him eagerly. After thinking for a moment, he nodded to the two of them and said, "There is a song!" ”

"Really?" Zhang Wenshan asked with great interest.

"Of course, no matter what this son says, he is also the number one talent in Jiangning in other people's mouths, just a tune, what's so difficult." Lu Heng said unashamedly.

Subsequently, the exhibition guards asked the restaurant to move out of the table, and after setting up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, a group of people gathered around the table, looking at Lu Heng, who was standing quietly in front of the table, holding a brush in his hand, and looking calm, waiting for his wonderful brush.

The setting sun shone on Lu Heng's body, reflecting a thin layer of red fluorescence.

Outside this Jiangning City, next to the ancient road. Facing the field under the twilight, the whole picture is quiet and warm.

Lu Heng stopped his pen at the end of his fingers, thought for a moment, and then dropped the brush.

Next to him, Zhang Wenshan stroked his beard and read softly: "Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green.

The evening breeze blows the willow flute and the remnants of the province, and the sunset is outside the mountain.

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered.

A cloudy wine is exhausted, and don't dream cold tonight! ”

When the last stroke fell, Zhang Wenshan sighed deeply, and bowed deeply to Lu Heng, who was placing the brush.

Subsequently, after he asked his subordinates to put away the paper, he hugged his fists and said to Lu Heng and Wu Ningyuan: "Two, early tomorrow morning, Zhang will go to Yizhou to take up his post." I don't know when we will be able to see each other. However, Wang Bo said well, inaction is on the wrong path, and the children are stained with scarves. Since we are friends, we don't need the same affection as others. Today, Zhang has made up his mind here that he will go to Yizhou and create a prosperous peace for my Great Zhou. Two friends, not long after, Zhang set up a banquet in Yizhou to welcome the two to come and participate in a certain celebration banquet! ”