Chapter 46: The White-headed Male on the Bridge

The bridge blocker, Sima Zong, King of Nanton. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xie An subconsciously glanced back at Wang Biaozhi, and then looked back at the prince on the bridge who had stepped on the back of the car, the long white hair on the back of his head fluttered lightly in the wind, the crown of gorgeous clothes, and the jade ruyi in his hand all showed his noble status.

After many years of panic in the south, the widowed nobles of the Sima clan seem to have gradually walked out of the courtyard of the deep mansion, with the unique beauty and arrogance of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

For example, the stockpiling of the dead.

Just like when Xie An and Huan Wen only got a little closer to his car, some dead soldiers drew their swords and faced each other, just like when they were in Luoyang, the dead soldiers raised by the magnates did not know how many political enemies and enemies they killed in the dark night, and the land of Luoyang not only had the blood of the Hu people who killed the Han people, but also the blood paved by the killing of each other.

However, the nascent Jiankang, the dragon and the tiger from the purple east, should no longer be tainted by this habit, it should be a city shrouded by the bright moon and clear wind.

Sima Zong not only has unforgettable white hair, but also the invisible oppressive force he brings.

In addition to the older generation and the royal family in Beijing, the children of the general family rarely can see Sima Zong's true face, perhaps when Wang Dao was in his prime, Sima Zong was disliked, he rarely appeared at the banquet in Beijing.

And his brother Sima Yi got a bad reputation for allowing the soldiers to rob the people of Jiankang during the Wang Dun Rebellion, and this behavior of encircling the army made the scholars have some embankment, so they did not want to see these two old princes.

Sima Zong is not old, forty-four years old is in his prime, good martial arts make him tall and strong, and nobles can maintain it, so he looks like he is not much different from Wang Biaozhi at the moment.

These two people are both white-haired, but compared to him, Wang Biaozhi has not experienced too many vicissitudes of the world, and the expression in his eyes is mostly gentle, even if he is angry and disciplined, he also has a sense of tolerance, and he will not despise a poor official like Liu Zhuang, but he will not be too close.

Sima Zong was different, when he pretended to look at the moon at the head of the bridge with his neck slightly raised, the whole person-like sword blade stood in the moonlit night, coupled with the heavy guards around him, and the dark shadow that would attack in the darkness at some point, and a noisy inner supervisor acted as a microphone, stopping on the largest float in Jiankang City, as if he was silently demonstrating and ordering people to surrender.

"It's murderous." Huan Wen's throat was dry, and he chuckled lowly, "This is too contemptible." ”

"I don't think he needs to look down on you and me, no wonder Lord Situ wants to send Brother Tiger Calf to be this court captain." Xie An is not as sensitive as Huan Wen in this regard, what kind of murderous aura Wang Ba, he only thinks that Sima Zong's style of putting on a show is really skillful, and he is also very underwhelmed.

Wang Biaozhi hurriedly put the two little ancestors behind him, stepped forward a few steps, and said respectfully and cautiously: "Wang Shuhu pays a visit to King Nanton, the moonlight is very good tonight, but unfortunately the night is dark and cloudy, and I hope that the prince will take care of his jade body." ”

Xie An bet that in Wang Biaozhi's life, in addition to Wang Dao and his father opposite, it was the first time in his life that he lowered his profile so much to a person.

"The moonlit night is infinitely gorgeous, I don't know what poems Xie Jia Saburo has?" Sima Zong's eyes gently swept over Wang Biaozhi and fell on Xie An, "San Lang's "Chivalrous Journey", this king loves it very much, he just returned from the Qingyun Pagoda to view poetry and painting today, and he didn't expect to live in seclusion for many years, but he didn't know that there were such talented children in Jiankang City, and he was better than Xie Renzu back then. ”

Xie An was silent, deliberately focusing on Wang Biaozhi, and didn't look at Sima Zong.

The inner eunuch called auspiciousness snorted coldly, "The prince is talking to you child, why don't you kneel down and answer quickly!" ”

Sima Zong raised his chin lightly as if he saw Wang Biaozhi, "Shuhu is still busy with business late at night, and he has worked hard." ”

Wang Biaozhi was not angry with his attitude, he had already done enough courtesy to his elders first, as for Sima Zong's not to see him, it was completely because of Wang Dao, the entire Langya Wang clan was like a mountain in the eyes of Sima's family.

But now Director Wang seems to be unable to do it, and the nephew sent by him is Wang Biaozhi, who specializes in literature and calligraphy, and Sima Zong naturally didn't take him seriously.

"So, please let the prince say goodbye." Wang Biaozhi is not a person without temper, humility is etiquette, but if the other party is rude, then he will not give face.

Ji Xiang interjected again: "This Vermilion Bird Bridge is not your Langya Wang's private property!" My prince is in a good mood tonight, I came to see the moonlight, and what San Lang of the Xie family, don't hurry up and compose poems, don't disturb the prince's Yaxing! ”

"Xie An has no poetry to write." Xie An endured his anger and calmed down and said, "Tonight, I was accidentally frightened by a gangster pulling a knife on the street, and I still have palpitations and a chaotic mind. ”

Sima Zong withdrew his gaze from Mochizuki and looked at Xie An carefully and slowly from head to toe, seeing that Xie An almost had a chill down his spine, if it weren't for Huan Wen holding his hand behind him, otherwise he would have wanted to pull out a needle and poke those eyes, although the possibility of Sima Zong being injured by him was zero.

"I heard that Saburo was scared by the king's servant?" Sima Zong finally stopped pretending, and explained his intention bluntly, "It's just scared, it's not hurt, it's very good." ”

You're a big head! Huan Wen couldn't help but scolded in a low voice, and he didn't care if he would be heard.

Wang Biaozhi pretended to be surprised and asked, "The prince's servant?" ”

Jixiang is very competent to act as Sima Zong's commentator, "This servant of my family is a little crazy, a few days ago he suddenly escaped from the house, even if the prince sent people to look around, he couldn't find it, tonight I heard about the street disturbances, and someone saw that the person who drew a knife to scare Xie Jia Saburo was him." Although this person is a cheap slave, he has saved the life of my prince several times when he crossed the river, and he can be regarded as a hero, so he has been freed from his slave status, and he has been left in the palace for the first time in the spirit of gentlemanly friendship. Tonight's incident was really an accident, since he didn't hurt anyone, there was no need to take him to Huangquan, right? It's just a mad slave, how can you be qualified to enter the Imperial Prison? Wang Langjun is so fake for public and private interests, and he is not afraid of tarnishing the reputation of your Langya Wang family! ”

It's really a sight to say, this auspicious person is also jealous of Langya Wang for the master, and he is much more polite to Wang Biaozhi.

Wang Biaozhi smiled faintly and said: "The prince has found the wrong person, this criminal's name is Liu Sheng, and it was only then that he found out that he was a bandit who was secretly wanted by Guangling, and he was not from the palace." ”

"This person's name is not Liu Sheng, but Liu Sheng." Sima Zong faced Wang Biaozhi's questioning, his eyes were half lowered, and there was a little anger in his voice.

"The willow of the willow tree, the whole Guangling knows him!" Huan Wen grabbed white.

"Guangling?" Ji Xiang immediately changed his face again, and sneered sharply, "This is the servant of my palace, and the old slave has his household registration in his hands, not the willow of the willow tree, but the Liu of Han Liu, the winner of the victory!" ”

Then the quiet atmosphere of the moonlight was completely broken, Huan Wen almost scolded with that auspiciousness, Huan Wen is the son of Huan Yi after all, and when it comes to etiquette, he is naturally much higher than the eunuch, and finally smiled lightly, "You have a household registration, and I also have a wanted picture of Guangling Chu Li joining the army, and the Tingwei arrest is justified, if you want someone in the palace, you can, follow the law first, and then ask for someone after the felons are imprisoned in Huangquan!" ”

"Testimonies." Sima Zong seemed to feel that it was really a little noisy, and he consciously shut up, and it was quite rare to glance at Huan Wen, and then said indifferently, "Very good, tonight, this king also caught a Diao Min who was driving a fast horse, and I didn't expect an unexpected gain." ”

Xie Anxin tightened, and seemed to have guessed what he was going to say next.

"This person turned out to be the son of the traitor Shen Chong, Shen Jin."

After speaking, the corners of Sima Zong's mouth raised slightly, staring at Xie An, as if he wanted to see a little bit of panic and uneasiness in his eyes.

However, it didn't.

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