At the end of February, it was not yet dawn.

On the main street of Jiangzhou, there was a heavy sound of iron horses.

The iron hoof nails hit the bluestone pavement, and the sound was like thunder.

"It's early in the morning, who is so noisy that they don't let people sleep." Song Jinqiu muttered and looked out the window.

In the yard.

Step into a teenager.

To be precise, it is a man who has lost his youthful childishness.

Dressed in black with his hair tied, with a jade jue around his waist, the word long and white engraved on it, holding a Jiuxiao light sword in his right hand, and the pair of blue wolf eyes on the scabbard were like his eyes.

Arrogant and steep.

He strode in.

Pulling off his robe, he half-knelt on the ground and said loudly.

"Minister, Song Yanzhi, by order of the central government, I am here to take the royal car back to Beijing."

He gasped slightly, and his face was tired.

Apparently all the way to the day.

He finished.

I heard the sound of waking up in the main courtyard.

He smiled inwardly.

Six years are like a day, and he will wake up at every o'clock, so he came here at this hour.

It's false to say that you don't care.

I heard that there is no one to serve her in Jiangzhou, and I don't know if she is doing well.

But as soon as he thought so, he saw a teenager come out of the kitchen.

Holding a porridge bowl, he opened the door of the main courtyard, scolded and asked the people inside to hurry up.

Song Yanzhi's face sank.

The Nine Heavens Sword was instantly unsheathed and immediately rested on the young man's neck.

"Who are you? Dare to be disrespectful to the emperor! ”

"Early in the morning, taking mad medicine?"

Yun Ya'er stretched out two fingers, clamped them on the blade of his sword, and moved them to the side of his neck.

Pretty unspoken eyes glanced at him.

"If you make any more noise, get out."

"You're Yunya'er!"

Song Yanzhi frowned, looked at the door, and then looked at his face.

Although the two have known each other for six years.

But Yun Ya'er is mostly a plain yarn hat, and he has not seen his true face.

Song Yanzhi put the sword back into its sheath.

I don't want to talk to him.

Inside the main house.

Su Liuyu was sitting on the bed and putting on her boots, watching Song Yanzhi come in, and then looking outside the courtyard gate.

"Brother Hiko, why are you here?"

Song Yanzhi strode inside and directly put a boot on the other side of the bed for her.

He was half-kneeling, his eyes serious.

"Jiangzhou is in turmoil, and the DPRK has received the news, and the ministers have been ordered by the DPRK to take the emperor back to Beijing."

"What!"

She clearly made an order and said that she was hiding it.

Who dares to resist the decree!

"I'm not going back."

She stood up and walked to the dining table.

"I have important business in Jiangzhou."

"Priority!"

Song Yanzhi's voice improved a lot.

Walk up to her.

"What is the emperor's priority? After two months of boycotting the dynasty, he stayed in Jiangzhou for a while, is it because of him? ”

He pointed to Cloud Cliff.

"This person is not good-looking, bewitching and seducing the lord, the minister is my Great Wei Guoyun, please return to the court immediately, transfer Yunya'er, and never enter Beijing to serve."

“......”

She didn't go back to Beijing, where is it because of this.

Jiangzhou will also bid at the end of the month.

She has to make a new deal before that.

There are so many important things, and there is really no time to be distracted.

"What does this have to do with Yun Ya'er? Get up, what does it look like to kneel at every turn, I haven't asked you yet, you came to Jiangzhou, where is the order? Who allowed you to leave Beijing? ”

"The minister was ordered by Shang Shuling to go out of Beijing to pick up the driver."

"He is a civil minister, and only the officials in Beijing can be sent abroad to get his order, you took the Suzaku Army from Kyoto to Jiangzhou, and you are the soldiers of the military department, so where is the order of your military department?"

Song Yanzhi was blocked by these words.

replied stiffly.

"The minister is guilty and willing to be punished, but today, the emperor must return to the court."

“......”

It's pretty tough!

Su Liuyu put down her chopsticks.

He grabbed him by the arm and tried to pull him up.

"Brother Yan, hurry up, why do you and I need these courtesies."

She added:

"Besides, I am not idle and lazy, many of the governments in Beijing are also careful and safe, this Jiangzhou is barren and dilapidated, I am here to work for my people, and the development of Jiangzhou is my Great Wei to help ......"

"Your Majesty!"

Song Yanzhi's voice raised a lot, cutting off her words.

"Two months of boycotting the dynasty, it's enough, the sons of heaven in all dynasties are sitting in Kyoto is the ancestral training, and please don't chill the hearts of the ministers in the world."

He looked at her, his tone firm.

"If the emperor does not return to Beijing, the minister will not be able to kneel down for a long time, the minister is a courtier of the Great Wei Dynasty, and he has the responsibility of admonishing, so he does not dare not persuade him, and he also asks the emperor not to fall here, and return to Beijing to pro-government."

Su Liuyu's hand holding his arm tightened.

"Now, you have even moved out of Zuxun."

She took a deep breath and stood up.

"If you want to kneel, go out and kneel."

After saying that, he didn't look at him again, and stepped out.

Song Yan's face was disappointed.

He walked into the courtyard and really knelt on the bluestone slab without saying a word.

The two quarreled for the first time in six years of knowing each other.

In the past six years, although he has been a courtier, he has never been punished for kneeling, not to mention, he does not feel that he has anything wrong.

Two months after the boycott, the courtiers complained, but he was just telling the truth.

He looked up.

looked at Yun Ya'er, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and clenched the sword in his hand.

The emperor's resignation has nothing to do with him.

He was angry.

If you think about it carefully, you know that Su Liuyu has never been coerced.

When Lin Fei was transferred out of Beijing, she knelt outside the imperial study, but she didn't relent, and let people beat the board.

Now, if she can't afford to kneel for a long time, she will naturally not set this precedent.

If it is a precedent, but whenever the two of them have a refutation of the affairs of the government and politics, how can she manage people if she kneels like this?

"Isn't this Lord Xiao Song, what are you doing kneeling here?"

Mo was dressed in a tiger robe and stepped in.

The boy wore a ponytail high, showed his handsome eyebrows, and looked at him with a smile.

"Ran to death three horses, just to kneel in the yard and plead? You're so good at. ”

"Get out."

Song Yanzhi's inky eyes stared at him, and he pulled out a broken scabbard.

"Try one more thing."

Mo is not afraid.

He snorted.

Put it away and look at it.

"I advise you to get up, it's useless to break your leg on your knees."

He really has experience in this sentence.

At the beginning, he always sent letters to Beihuang to make a small report, but was discovered by Su Liuyu, and before entering Beijing to take the entrance examination, he just knelt all night.

The next day, Su Liuyu was not soft-hearted and had to send him away.

In the end, he compromised.

If kneeling helps, he will also kneel for three days and three nights.

However, Mo Yi and Song Yanzhi are very different.

In front of Su Liuyu, he was just well-behaved.

The master doesn't like to listen, he doesn't open his mouth.

Back to Beijing?

He didn't persuade him.

"What appointment? The subordinates just want the emperor, come and see the emperor, what do you want? Does the emperor still punish his subordinates, what's wrong with his subordinates? ”

He was pitiful and complaining.

"The subordinates haven't seen the emperor for two months, and when they see the emperor, they will be held accountable."

If it was Song Yanzhi, he would say that he was willing to be punished.

But this one didn't think of himself as an outsider at all.

"If the emperor doesn't return to Beijing, he won't return to Beijing, his subordinates want to accompany the emperor, otherwise his subordinates won't worry, I heard that there is a chaotic party in Jiangzhou, and his subordinates must protect the emperor."

He even had the quilt ready.

Just like when I was a child, I slept on the footrest under Su Liuyu's bed.

He decided to grind his face to the end.

n.