"You know my temperament very well, and you will not do anything to harm the people of the country, so you can say this calmly and lead me to the bait." Zeng Ziyang's face was cold when he spoke, and suddenly he smiled lightly, with a little mockery, "But now I believe it, you are really the Empress Dowager Jiang." ”

Jiang Cailing shook her head, "People who enjoy the shade of the trees don't know the taste of the scorching sun, I don't ask you to understand my feelings, but I hope you will read it to the people of the world, just as if that Xie Yunyang had been burned in that heavenly fire." ”

"I promise you, not because of the moral hat you put on me, but because I used to treat you as my friend." Zeng Ziyang said lightly.

As soon as the word "once" came out, everyone was a smart person, and there was no need to say it.

Having made their stance clear, there is no possibility of them being friends with each other,

Recalling Zeng Ziyang's appearance on the top of the main hall, Jiang Cailing still stopped Zeng Ziyang, who was about to leave, and asked, "If I didn't stop you just now, what evidence would you show to prove that I am He Ling'er?" We don't think we've left any flaws. ”

The corners of his lips opened slightly, "Only bluffing." ”

On the day Zeng Ziyang left, Jiang Cailing still went to see him off. The first time she saw Zeng Ziyang was at the Xia Poetry Meeting in Nan'an City, the man who seemed frivolous for his sweetheart has now become a national teacher under one person, and the heart that is easily provoked by others has also begun to hide huge secrets related to the country.

Born in a brilliant and dangerous whirlpool of power, people will grow up quickly, like herself, like Guo Ang, and like him.

When he walked to the gate of the city, surrounded by a large crowd, Zeng Ziyang felt a different kind of gaze from a certain direction, like a man's back, strangled the horse's reins for a moment, and then put it down abruptly, without looking back.

When he sees each other again, it must be the time when Rong meets. That day's kindness was done to repay Jiang Cailing's grace of saving him on the bandit mountain, and if the two countries had to fight, he would not show mercy.

The spring flowers have just gone, and the summer grass has grown. As far as the eye can see, is the mottled city wall of Luoyang City, I don't know how many dynasties have been recorded, how many unknown historical wrecks have been recorded, and now I can't see the original appearance.

Zeng Ziyang sighed slightly, it was the first time in this life to come to Chang'an, but I hope that this life will not come back.

……

The road is far away, the Gobi yellow sand, the flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, the scenery along the way, the team of less than 100 people returned to Nan'an.

I heard that Su Qingcheng has been more diligent in government recently than when he first sat on the throne of the emperor, getting up early every day, sleeping at three o'clock, and repeating the cycle. It's just that he went back and forth to Luoyang for two months, but Nan'an City was much more prosperous than when he set off.

Zeng Ziyang smiled for the first time in recent times, if Su Qingcheng really has the means of the emperor, if he can continue to be diligent, why worry about the poor without clothes, why the difficult patients have no medicine.

After returning to the mansion to bathe and change clothes, he hurried into the palace to face the saint, and on the Baichuan Palace, Su Qingcheng's Qingjun face, who was sitting on the smashing dragon chair, lost a few points of weight, there was no flesh on his cheeks, and his eyes were blue.

When he saw Zeng Ziyang's figure, there was suddenly a trace of living light in his amber eyes, with a touch of exciting excitement.

When Zeng Ziyang saw such a scene, he suddenly hesitated in his heart, he was a little worried that if he said the words agreed with Jiang Cailing, it would not make this young emperor lose his confidence in living.

"National teacher, is she?" Su Qingcheng's voice trembled.

Zeng Ziyang lowered his eyes and arched his hand, "Back to Your Majesty, she is not." ”

The light in Su Qingcheng's eyes dimmed instantly, and his upright body collapsed weakly on the back of the dragon chair.

"Wechen watched the sky last night and calculated that the county lord of Yunyang has many lives, although Wechen has never seen such a strange celestial phenomenon before, but it may also prove that the lord of Yunyang is still alive in the world."

Su Qingcheng's eyes narrowed, "Do you remember the code of faith as a national teacher in the past dynasties, the first one is to never deceive the emperor." ”

"I don't dare." Zeng Ziyang and Su Qingcheng looked at each other, their eyes were clear, and they didn't dodge at all. Jiang Cailing is indeed a multi-fated person, so he is not considered to have deceived His Majesty.

"I believe in the national teacher." After receiving a positive answer, Su Qingcheng's eyebrows became cheerful again, "Spread my will, the five kingdoms of Mingchuan are looking for the lord of Yunyang, and the person who finds it will be offered ten thousand taels of gold and enjoy the position of hereditary marquis!" ”

Su Qingcheng's voice was full of long-lost vitality, and the last words echoed in this empty and huge palace.

Every time he thought about it, it was like a cold blade, piercing his heart mercilessly.

Zeng Ziyang's heart trembled, and he hid the expression on his face, so that the high-ranking emperor could not see any of his emotions. Although Su Qingcheng was looking for a fantasy that didn't exist, if this fantasy was his belief, then he was willing to help the wise monarch create a more realistic fantasy.

Even if it is all his life, even if the matter is revealed, he has no place to be buried.

……

At the same time, the He family in Luoyang City was in charge of white affairs.

An uninformed person asked, "Who doesn't have this He family, and they have such a big battle?" ”

Someone replied: "It's He Ling'er, the only daughter of the He family, a good little girl, I didn't expect it to be so thin." ”

The man asked in surprise, "How can this be, didn't the daughter of the He family go to the Taoist temple on the mountain the year before last to cultivate in the Qing Dynasty?" ”

"Alas, I heard that I accidentally fell off a cliff in search of herbs."

Since He Ling'er's identity can no longer appear, in everyone's unanimous decision, such a funeral was organized.

There were many people who came to mourn, including Wang Yilang, the eldest young master of the Wang family, and Wang Weier, the little lady, and Chu Fei, who had only one side.

This is a funeral that Wang Weier attended, she still didn't understand what death was about, as soon as she heard that she was coming to He's house, she jumped high.

Wang Weier took her brother's hand, looked around for Jiang Cailing's figure and didn't see it, so she asked Wang Yilang, "Brother, where is Sister Ling'er?" Wei'er misses Sister Ling'er so much! ”

Wang Yilang was sad in his heart, gently stroked Wang Wei'er's hair and said, "Miss He went to another place, and we won't see her anymore." ”

Wang Weier's eyes widened, I don't know if it was infected by the atmosphere around her, and the big tears slipped from her eyes, and then she began to cry.

Wang Yilang didn't know how to explain, so he could only coax his sister clumsily.

Jiang Cailing happened to witness a normal conversation, and after a year and a half, Wang Weier has grown a lot taller, but she still maintains her childlike innocence. couldn't help but think of Nian'er who was far away in Nan'an City, her heart moved, and she walked over, "Sister Ling'er went to the heavens and will become friends with the Seven Fairies." ”

When Wang Wei'er heard this, she stared at her round eyes with tears in her eyes, and asked in a daze, "Really?" That sister Ling'er has become a fairy? ”

Jiang Cailing smiled and nodded.

In an instant, the little wrinkled face suddenly burst into tears, "Then can I meet her?" ”

Jiang Cailing shook her head, "No, the little fairy who cries his nose doesn't like it!" ”

Seeing that his sister stopped crying, Wang Yilang said to Jiang Cailing in a humble and polite manner, "Thank you, girl, is the girl also a friend of Miss Hewu?" ”

Jiang Cailing was just about to say something, when Gu Jiming's voice came from behind her, "The eldest prince is also here?" ”

There is only one little daughter under the knee of the He family, most of the men in the uncle's side branch are outside, even He Minghai's son He Zongyao is now on the way back to Luoyang from Tongzhou, there is no male in the He family, Gu Jiming helps host as a fiancé, and no one will say anything gossip, and will praise Gu Xiang for his deep affection, and many of the courtiers and ladies in the daughter to be married are ready to move.

As soon as he got out of a group of wives who were beating around the bush, he saw Jiang Cailing talking to Wang Yilang, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

He naturally knew Wang Yilang's thoughts about her, although Jiang Cailing was smart, she was very slow in love matters, just like she couldn't see through Su Qingcheng's heart, she naturally wouldn't know that this prince of the Wang family also had a good impression of her.

But fortunately, this future little lady has never been dull to her.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiang's mood suddenly improved a lot, his eyebrows stretched out, and by the way, he patted the top of Wang Weier's head kindly.

Seeing this, Jiang Cailing made a difficult facial movement with high and low eyebrows, and thought to herself: I was obviously unhappy just now, why did it change in a blink of an eye, could it be that the poison on the snow dragon ginseng has flare up again?

After the funeral, the sky was already dark blue.

Today, the moon is in the sky, and the starlight is also a little brighter, as if it has been ground up and sprinkled in the sky without hesitation, looking at the white mourning hall in the house, Jiang Cailing couldn't help but chuckle, she went through her two funerals, and ordinary people really can't do it.

"What are you smiling at in the mourning hall, so weird?" A familiar voice came, Jiang Cailing turned around, and saw a round smiling face with sweet dimples.

Jiang Cailing raised her lips and smiled, and walked over enthusiastically, "Ah Xiao, where have you been these days?" ”

He Xiaoxiao's expression changed, and she changed to a new topic, "I heard that Zeng Ziyang suddenly came, he didn't find anything, right?" ”

Jiang Cailing explained the cause and effect, and forgot to ask He Xiaoxiao where she disappeared these days.

The two of them said that their mouths were dry, and they walked back to the room, Jiang Cailing took out a jar of osmanthus brew, "These jars of wine were all stored underground before I went to Nan'an, and I want to give them to my master Qingyu after I come back, and it just so happens that we will try them today." ”

He Xiaoxiao said happily: "Okay! ”

The room was filled with the smell of wine, and the two of them were already slightly drunk.

He Xiaoxiao asked: "By the way, I haven't told Hao Zheng about your return yet, do you want to hide it from them or make it clear to them?" ”

Jiang Cailing shook her head, "The less people know about this matter, the better, it's not that I can't trust Brother Hao, but I don't want them to be involved here." ”

He Xiaoxiao nodded, "By the way, don't you know that Brother Hao has children!" ”

"What?" Jiang Cailing's face was surprised.

"It was born not long ago, it is a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, don't look at the green lady is very thin, but it is really powerful! Huzi's knowledge is also good, I heard that tomorrow's spring exam should be able to pass the test, and Chu Fei, Song Ziyi is now obedient to her, I am tired of watching it like that! ”

The names that gradually faded were mentioned again, and Jiang Cailing suddenly found that she had never forgotten these people......

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