Ben Shoufu came back to his senses from the elegant and dusty appearance of the person in front of him, and asked again: "This must be Zhao Xiaogongzi, dare to ask if Ling Zun is at home?" ”

He sighed deeply, raised his hand and pointed to the east, and smiled warmly, like a moonlight wind, pure to Si: "My father is buried over there." ”

I was shocked: "Lord Zhao has passed away?" ”

"It's been more than ten years since I passed away." He leaned against the door, looked at me with a smile, and said indifferently.

"It shouldn't be," I wondered, "There has been a pamphlet of "A Summary of the Reasons for Leave of Lord Zhao", and it shouldn't be so hot after passing away for more than ten years, right?" It's hard to ......"

His eyebrows raised slightly, and he said energetically: "I think you should be looking for Zhao Mengqing and Lord Zhao?" ”

I nodded, "Yes, yes...... Who are you? ”

"Under Zhao Mengqing, dare to ask who the son is?"

I glanced down at the dress on my body, and then looked at his young and beautiful face, suddenly a little embarrassed, raised my hand and coughed lightly: "I am not envious in Xia Qin, I am sorry that I mistook Lord Zhao for it, and even Lord Zhao thought of the sad thing that Ling Zun was not there." ”

He put on an expression of sudden realization, his expression was slightly exaggerated, and the words he said seemed to be a draft: "It turned out to be the new first assistant Lord Qin, who was not welcomed, and there was an invitation." ”

I smiled stiffly, followed him into the gate, and along the way pondered the rumors about Zhao Mengqing that I learned with Chen Lanzhou in the workshop: the most difficult door to knock on the imperial capital is not the palace gate, but the gate of the Zhao Mansion.

He has a good relationship with King Chong'an, and Cheng Yu has some attachment to King Chong'an, so he doesn't dare to touch King Chong'an's good friend, so that Zhao Mengqing, who can't take the court, has no choice. Not only that, I heard that when he was the former emperor of Jinguo, Wei Tian, was also favored by Wei Tian. I once found in the library of the Ministry of Rites that Wei Tian was rewarded on the day of his accession to the throne, among the many ministers who were rewarded, Zhao Mengqing ranked first, and received a holy decree of exemption from death, a holy decree of exemption from responsibility, and even a holy decree with a status equivalent to that of the imperial family, which was not even treated by his imperial brother.

When I first saw this, I even had a bold guess: the former emperor Wei Tian once wanted to pass the throne to Zhao Mengqing.

Based on the above understanding, I have formed in my mind the image of a hard-working, hard-handed, calculating, righteous and evil old minister, I am ready to knock on the door until my hand bleeds or did not knock, but I never expected that the door that these twenty ministers could not knock on was actually knocked on by me? And the person who came out of the door was so young and handsome, the moment he opened the door, I would mistake him for Zhao Mengqing's son, and even when he said that he was Zhao Mengqing, I was suspicious-

How did such a small white face with fine skin and tender flesh and clean and clear flesh live into a copper pea that cannot be steamed, cooked, beaten or fried in this troubled era of the change of imperial power?

Thinking like this, he had followed him to the study next to the main hall.

"Lord Qin will sit and wait for a while, and finish writing this letter first, so you have to write it down quickly, otherwise you won't know how to make it up later." As he spoke, he walked to the bookcase, rolled up his sleeves, and wrote a letter, as if he had come to inspiration.

I picked up the teacup and was a little curious: "Who is Lord Zhao writing to, why do you still need inspiration, otherwise I don't know how to 'make it up'?" ”

He couldn't take his eyes off it: "To Princess Xingran of Dongqiguo," he was afraid that he wouldn't explain it clearly, so he added, "Write a love letter." ”

Hearing this, I didn't hold the tea cup in my hand steadily, my fingers trembled, and most of the tea spilled out, staining his wife's clothes.

He heard the movement and raised his eyes to look: "Lord Qin is here to attack the Chong'an Palace?" ”

I was shocked: "How does Lord Zhao know?" ”

The movement of his hands has not stopped: "I see that you are dressed today, very much like the way he likes it." ”

I quickly put down the teacup and explained, "It's right that he likes it, because this white robe and this white jade crown belong to his deceased wife." The situation is urgent today...... Forget it, let's not talk about it, when will Lord Zhao finish writing, I have something to trouble you. ”

He picked up a piece of paper full of words and put it aside to dry, took another one, and continued to dip it in ink and put down the pen: "No more, no more, no more, write a dozen or so pieces of paper, draw three pictures, and that's it." ”

My liver trembled: "...... Even if it's too late, Lord Zhao. ”

The corners of his lips moved, and a good-looking smile curled: "What would make Lord Qin so anxious?" ”

"His Majesty the Emperor may be looking for you today to entrust you with an important task." I say.

"I'm going to see her when she's looking for me?" He asked this reasonably, as if Cheng Yu was not the son of heaven who looked down on everyone from above, but an inconspicuous green onion seedling in the boundless field.

I coughed embarrassedly and said shamelessly, "I implore Lord Zhao to go to see her and agree to that matter...... Isn't that selfish? ”

His smile was still gentle, and people couldn't see the slightest unpleasantness: "Lord Qin asked me to go down to see Your Majesty, are you going to go down there?" ”

I sneered: "Of course not, I never dared to have such extravagant hopes, so I came to invite Lord Zhao in advance and wanted to explain the reason for the matter to you." ”

He suddenly stopped his pen and looked up at me: "Didn't you just say that things are in a hurry, and what is the reason for me to be in such a hurry?" ”

I hurriedly got up and explained, "Lord Zhao, you misunderstood, I didn't mean to force you to agree......"

He waved his hand, his tone was obviously serious, but the words he said seemed to be joking: "If you don't have time to explain, you don't need to explain." If you want me to go, I'll go; What you want me to promise, I will do. ”

"You...... What do you say? I was stunned, the situation changed so fast, so fast that I was caught off guard, so I cautiously tested: "What Lord Zhao just said...... Are you kidding me? ”

Before he could answer, he remembered the knock on the door again, although it was so far away, the voice of the person who knocked on the door still came: "Lord Zhao, I am Chen Changfeng, His Majesty the Emperor wants me to invite you to the court and discuss some things with you, it is not a big deal, if you are busy, you don't have to go, and Your Majesty will not blame you." ”

I was stunned as soon as Chen Changfeng spoke, and before I could react, I was pulled by Zhao Mengqing and ran frantically towards the gate - so as soon as Chen Changfeng's words fell, the door of Zhao's mansion opened violently.

Zhao Mengqing's legs and feet were not soft, his breath was not panting, he was amiable and kind-eyed, looked at Chen Changfeng and said, "Let's go, Lord Chen?" ”

Because I was close to Zhao Mengqing, I clearly saw Chen Changfeng's face and the whole process of turning from yellow to white and then to blue. couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and his eyebrows flew and said, "Lord Chen, what a coincidence, you also came to invite Lord Zhao to the court?" ”

At this time, Chen Changfeng was already black-faced and red-eared, and only a bean of open fire could be lit, he saw the cordial appearance of the two of us, so angry that he didn't say a word, turned his head and got into the carriage, Zhao Mengqing pulled me up again, and said happily: "Lord Chen, don't be in a hurry to go, it's all to see His Majesty the Emperor, don't be so stingy between colleagues, give us a ride." ”

After the joy, I couldn't help but be afraid: if Chen Changfeng knocked on Zhao Mengqing's door before me, if Zhao Mengqing believed that what Chen Changfeng said was a trivial matter, or if he really hated Chen Changfeng and didn't open the door, then I was afraid that the matter of streamlining the forbidden army would fall on Chen Changfeng again.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Mengqing, looked at his smiling gaze, and couldn't help but think of what he just said, "If you want me to go, I'll go; What you want me to promise, I will say." For a moment, I suddenly felt that the person in front of me was very familiar, as if in some old time, he had settled many things for me like today.

I haven't seen each other for many years, everything in the world is Jehoyeh, the clouds and smoke come and go, and the people in front of him seem to have never changed, and they are still the same as they were at the beginning.