Chapter 127: The Night King's Sign
Jinping County, Night King's Mansion.
The fist-sized red wax on the desk had burned to the end, and the flame swayed a few times, and then extinguished with a pop. The light poured into the room from the lattice fan, and the charcoal basin placed in the center of the room had been extinguished, and there was not a single spark to be found.
When Fengbian pushed the door in, he saw Li Yan's dark wide-sleeved clothes loosely draped on his body, and he himself sat on the small couch in front of the window, because of the reason that he was facing back, he could only see a false back, which seemed not so real under the double interweaving of the morning light and the darkness in the room.
This situation is not unfamiliar to Fengbian, he had seen such a prince when the news of Shenhou's death came, but this time Fengbian's guess was not all right, Li Yan did remember the old past, but what he remembered was the three months when he led a group of soldiers to camp near Yulin County eight years ago and fought to the death against the Beidi people. All I could think of was the dark sky and the blood-soaked land.
The smoke and dew are heavy and frosty, and the sound is tragic and tragically invades the robe.
He hadn't remembered those days for a long time, but last night had haunted him all night, and there was only anxiety and despair in his dreams, and he was alone, and when he woke up, his whole body was drenched in sweat.
Fengbian's footsteps paused in a dilemma, this door was difficult to open or not for a while, and when he wanted to exit, he was stopped by Li Yan.
His voice was ignorant and hoarse, and it seemed particularly abrupt in this empty and quiet room, "The grain and silver sent to Yulin County should be almost here, right?" ”
Feng Pan clenched his fists and bowed and said, "It is estimated that it will be these two days." These things were sent over by our own people on behalf of the Night King's Mansion, and the imperial court was not so strict, and there would definitely be no one to get rid of them on the way. ”
Fengbian said this because there was a joke in the capital a few days ago, Li Ting pieced together the silver taels and grain that he had finally sent down to the hands of the victims, and the people complained, Li Ting was so angry that he beheaded three or more of the three grades in a row, and the magistrates also connected a lot, which was not enough, even the favored Concubine Zheng in the palace also invited herself to take off the hairpin and enter the Chonghua Temple to pray for the people, as for whether this was self-invited or not, it didn't matter to them. Just have fun.
Li Yan rubbed his eyebrows before he got down on the couch and walked to the chair opposite the door and sat down, "Those officials can be arranged?" ”
Fengbian opened the door wide, and the room instantly lit up, he looked at Li Yan, "Three or four out of ten, it's all arranged,"
Li Ting has killed too many court officials this time, and there are too many gaps, where will they let go of this opportunity, it is also that they have been out of the court for too long, and most of their own people are underneath, and now they can arrange so much, it is also because those people in the past are too well hidden and are not suspected by Li Ting.
"There are also two who have entered the Criminal Department and the Household Department. Although the official rank is not high, he has entered the sixth department. ”
Li Yan nodded, these things had to be done slowly, and they couldn't be in a hurry for a while, and the current progress was also because this heavy snow pulled out too many dirty things in the court, and the civilians complained that Li Ting was too eager to take this step.
Fengbian saw that Li Yan was very tired, so he didn't plan to bother more, and was about to withdraw when he was stopped by Li Yan. After waiting for a long time and not hearing Li Yan's words, he raised his head suspiciously and heard a slightly stiff sentence coming from the top of his head.
"Is it possible that the letter will be delivered accurately?"
Fengbian didn't understand which letter Li Yan's mouth was for a while, calmed down and thought for a while, and then comprehended: "Don't worry, the prince can rest assured, the letter set off with that batch of grain, and before leaving, he carried Eleven's collar and asked him to ensure that even if people lose their letters, they can't lose their letters." ”
Feng Pan couldn't grasp what kind of position Chaolu was in Li Yan's heart, so he could only think about the words and speak, and for a while he missed the burning light, if he used his mouth that could speak kindly, he would definitely be able to speak smoothly to the master. However, since the night of the last cannon meat, Burning Light has been entrusted with a heavy task by his master soon, and he has not touched the ground these days, so I am afraid that there is not much time.
"Scorching light." Li Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous aura, and the word burning light was more like grinding out between his teeth, "He still has this time, it seems that he can't be busy yet." ”
Fengbian was slightly stunned, he really didn't hear the master's words clearly, so he could only continue: "Miss Chaolu will definitely be overjoyed to receive the master's letter......
Li Yan denied his words in his heart, and the girl could be happy that he twisted his head off, but saying this would damage his dignity. He was really worried from the bottom of his heart, he didn't say goodbye, the letter came and went nearly a month late, and he thought about it for a long time before he decided to write some of the most appropriate words to ensure that Chaolu could be calmer.
Unless Chaolu really doesn't take him seriously, he will definitely have to suffer from her when he goes back. For a while, Li Yan fell into two entanglements, hoping that she wouldn't care too much about him, and hoping that she would take him to heart.
But when he figured out these two entanglements, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, his fingertips gently rubbed the pen in his hand, what kind of existence is this Li Chaolu and him? Maybe no one can be truly ruthless, she is similar to her in every way, and it may not be impossible for him to send part of his feelings to her, but it is impossible for him to be with her. Maybe he'll have to paint this boundary.
Fengbian saw that he had been distracted and didn't know what he was thinking, he called out, Li Yan looked up at him, and sat in a correct position, he didn't plan to talk to Fengbian about Chaolu's matter, and asked about some side things, and Fengbian explained them one by one.
In the blink of an eye, it's late November. Soon it will be the last month of the year, and after turning this year, it will be three years since the declaration of government.
The residents of the town began to prepare for the New Year, and the business in the Chaolu shop was busy again, after all, the New Year's clothes are also a very important part, and the Chaolu only waited for the list in the shop to be completed and closed the shop first, so that the family could have a good rest at the end of the year.
Chaolu was wearing thick clothes, standing at the door and looking at the fine snow that began to fall outside, rubbing his palms, exhaling a breath of hot air, watching it slowly dissipate in mid-air, this idea of boring fun was enough to make her smile and bend the corners of her mouth, Chaoyang also thought it was fun, but she choked while playing, coughed and blushed on the side, Chaolu laughed out of tears on the side, Chaoyang puffed up a mouth, didn't want to pay attention to Chaolu, hummed angrily and turned her head away, Ren Chaolu ignored how he called him.
Chaolu looked at Chaoyang who had his own little temper, and couldn't cry or laugh for a while, so he looked at a large number of people dressed as officials walking on the street, they were arranged in an orderly manner, and some of them were carrying several large boxes, and the red silk on the boxes looked a little festive.
Although there is no downturn in the town, there is no downturn in the town, and the people who often come and go have not stopped, but most of them come out to beg for a living, and the morning dew sees that those people occupy a whole street neatly, and the pedestrians on the street have to lean aside and wait for them to pass.
Junko poked her head out and looked at the people outside for a while before exclaiming, "That's the sign of the Night King!" The Night King! ”
Chaolu wanted to hear what he was calling, and with his words, there was an earth-shattering gong sound, which startled Chaolu and his ears roared.