Chapter 122: Loving One is Equal to Loving the World
South Chengdian, underground.
The layout of the palace is full of feng shui, and even the dungeon is ventilated, which is different from the dungeon next to it.
Zhao Xiangling sat on the rattan chair, looked at Wang San with more than a dozen pounds of heavy shackles, squinted slightly, and sneered: "How can you bring such a heavy thing to Wang Xiang?" Still not puzzled? ”
Shui San walked out from behind Zhao Xiangling, took the key, and squatted down to unshackle Wang San personally.
"Your Majesty." Wang San's cloudy eyes became more and more blurred in the dim light of the cell.
"Wang Xiang, is it okay to be in prison?" Zhao Xiangling propped his head, looked at him and smiled.
Wang San knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the minister is puzzled, the world or one person, which is more important." ”
Zhao Xiangling smiled: "What if I say that there is no difference? ”
"How can there be no difference!" Wang San sighed, "Your Majesty, you are the emperor, and this should not come from your mouth." ”
He knew that Fang Cai's arrogance was too impulsive, so much so that he offended the emperor, and in this prison, he finally restrained a little.
"Wang Xiang, there is no difference between loving one person and loving the world, and there is no conflict." Zhao Xiangling said, "Someone who moves me will destroy his entire clan, and someone will move my country and overthrow his country, that's it, and that's it." ”
Wang San sighed and did not speak.
Zhao Xiangling said again: "You don't hesitate to violate the rules of being an official for decades, just to protect your grandson, Wang San, I have never been angry with you because of this." ”
"But Your Majesty, you are Your Majesty, and you are a saint who cannot tolerate half a mistake." Wang San said, "The old minister knows your hardships, but this matter is ......"
"There was no negotiation." Zhao Xiangling interrupted him, "I have made up my mind." ”
Wang San sighed softly and raised his face slightly to see the young empress.
In fact, no one knows the hardships of Zhao Xiangling all the way better than Wang San, and he also knows that Zhao Xiangling can indeed be regarded as a Ming Jun.
Despite her occasional absurd behavior, her rumored bizarre behavior. But in front of people, she has never made a mistake.
During her three years of reign, there was no war in the south, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and there was never a major disaster. The state treasury is full, and even the scene of buying and selling official positions in the previous dynasty has been well curbed.
Therefore, he hoped that the emperor would not make a mistake on this path.
He hopes that the south can usher in a real prosperous era.
"Your Majesty." Wang San's face turned gloomy, and he said slowly, "The minister doesn't want to, and he can't stop His Majesty from doing anything, I just hope that Your Majesty will not forget the common people and give up his original intention." ”
"Since I say that it is equal, I will naturally not be biased." Zhao Xiangling said, "If the right minister can figure it out, then I can be regarded as a villain in vain." ”
If Wang San is not dragged into prison, he will not talk to himself properly. Zhao Xiangling understands this again.
Wang San sighed again: "The minister is old and his mind is not strong, Your Majesty is looking for a suitable candidate, and the minister should unload his armor and return to the field as soon as possible." ”
Different from the previous rhetoric, Zhao Xiangling could feel that Wang San was serious this time.
He really wants to return to his hometown and stay away from the government.
"That's it." Zhao Xiangling said, "I asked someone to send you home." ”
He had understood that he would not change his mind, and he had accepted it, and there was no point in holding him in custody any longer.
was helped to get up, Wang San saluted Zhao Xiangling again, and then walked out of the cell trembling with the person.
Before he could take two steps, he heard someone outside calling, "Lord Zuo." ”
Wang San looked up and saw a person-like person in the bright place at the entrance of the cell, who came in the dust.
He is very familiar with this person, Li Che, the proud disciple he picked up with one hand, and the left minister of the southern country that he is most optimistic about.
Look at him again, but everything has changed.
Li Ruiqing stopped in front of him and made a disciple salute: "Teacher." ”
In private, Li Ruiqing always calls him that.
Wang San looked up, saw his eyes that were not hypocritical, and sighed silently. He raised his hand and patted Li Ruiqing on the shoulder: "You are so self-conscious." ”
He has nothing left to teach him, and there is no need to teach him anymore.
Maybe he's too lenient, or maybe he's getting old.
Seeing him help the attendant leave, Li Ruiqing continued to go inside, and saw that Zhao Xiangling was still sitting on the chair and had not moved.
He turned his head and motioned for the group to go out first.
"To zero." He bent over and looked at Zhao Xiangling, "You ......"
Zhao Xiangling raised his head, reached out to pull him down, and raised his head to kiss him on the lips.
There was occasionally wind in the dark dungeon, which blew a little itchy on her heart, Li Ruiqing lowered her head, and her eyelashes touched Zhao Xiangling's eyelids, making her feel a little itchy.
She likes this very much, likes Li Ruiqing's proximity, and likes the feeling that he is by her side all the time.
Sticking out his tongue and sweeping between his teeth, Zhao Xiangling smiled and let go of him: "Do you have anything else to ask?" ”
Li Ruiqing's eyes darkened: "What are you doing?" ”
"Obviously." Zhao Xiangling smiled, "Kiss you." ”
After speaking, she stretched out her hand to pull Li Ruiqing, but the latter dodged: "Here, no." ”
There are also attendants outside, and although they can't see it, what if someone breaks in?
"Go back then?" Zhao Xiangling smiled.
Li Ruiqing replied: "Yes." ”
OK? Zhao Xiangling didn't react, feeling a little incredible.
What did Ruiqing just say? OK? Is he so casual?
Turning his mind, Zhao Xiangling said again: "My legs are numb, I don't want to walk ......"
Before she finished speaking, Li Ruiqing was already squatting in front of her. It looks like he's going to carry her out.
Zhao Xiangling blinked, feeling that it still didn't look like the real thing.
She tentatively said, "Actually, I can also walk on my own......"
"Come up." Li Ruiqing said.
Zhao Xiangling poked him in the back, soft, hot, really.
So she cheered and jumped on Li Ruiqing's back.
Wrapping around his neck, Zhao Xiangling smiled: "Get up in the sedan chair, Master Guoshi." ”
It's a pity that Li Ruiqing can't stare at her. He stood up, lifted Zhao Xiangling's body and walked out.
"Ruiqing Ruiqing." Zhao Xiangling was very happy, "Let's go back to Wutong Palace, I like you there." ”
"Okay."
"Shall we have a hot pot tonight?" Zhao Xiangling said, "It's so cold this day. ”
"Okay."
"Ruiqing, if you like spicy food, I'll have someone make you a dry dish so we can eat together."
"Hmm."
"Rui ......"
"To zero." Li Ruiqing carried her on his back and walked out of the prison. Outside, the sky was getting darker, and the wind was tightening.
"Huh?" Zhao Xiangling is still in a good mood.
"I don't need you to do this for me." Li Ruiqing said, "I don't care what other people think. ”
He already knew it all.
Zhao Xiangling put away his smile slightly. Also, if you are as smart as him, how can you not understand what you mean?
"Remember, if you think about yourself beforehand, I'll do the rest." Li Ruiqing said.
Zhao Xiangling leaned on his back, feeling a warmth slowly melt into his cheeks. She smiled: "Ruiqing, everything has to pay attention to a back and forth, since you have done these things for me, why don't you let me pay something for you?" ”
"I don't ......"
"Don't say you don't need to, you do." Zhao Xiangling said, "You and I, one is prosperous and the other is lost, if you have to separate you and me, then you don't need it." ”
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