Song Lanyu returned to the sect only to find that the little junior brother had left the sect, and Cui Xinghe told the proud disciple that the future of the sect depends on you.

In this way, Song Lanyu came to the General's Mansion again with the great trust of the master.

Lao Guangluan raised his head and looked at it a few times, and after recognizing this junior, he said with a smile: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Lan Yu, why did you come to the General's Mansion too? ”

Song Lanyu said with a smile: "What Uncle Shi said is that it is my fault, but in the future, Lan Yu will often live in this Langya City, and will definitely visit Uncle Shi from time to time." ”

"I often live in Langya City? Why, did your master expel you from the school? No, I think you kid is very good. ”

Speaking of this, Lao Guangluan glared at him and said, "You kid won't be greedy for wealth and leave the sect!"

Song Lanyu said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, I am still Song Lanyu of our Penglai Pavilion, and now I came to the General's Mansion on the orders of the master to help the little junior brother." ”

"Your little junior brother?"

Lao Guangluan thought for a moment and nodded: "The old man understands, okay, good, your master played this chess move well, I didn't expect the old man to miss the old love like this, Lan Yu, do a good job." ”

Song Lanyu nodded and said, "Uncle Shizu, don't worry, Lanyu understands!"

Then he asked, "Uncle Shi, are you going out, do you want Lan Yu's entourage?"

Lao Guangluan waved his hand and said: "There is nothing to do in the house, come out to hang out, you go to find your little junior brother." ”

Song Lanyu arched his hand and said, "Uncle Shi, then I'll go." ”

Lao Guangluo nodded, then remembered something, and said, "Lan Yu, you come closer!"

Song Lanyu leaned close to Lao Guanglu and asked softly, "What else does Uncle Shi have to order?"

Lao Guangluan asked, "Do you know what your little junior brother is?"

Song Lanyu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "When I took the little junior brother to climb the mountain, I felt that the little junior brother must have a noble background, but the general didn't make it clear, so I can't speculate. ”

Lao Guangluan nodded and said: "You will know his identity in a while, Uncle Shi mentioned a word to you, you must remember, what is the most important thing between you and your junior brother!"

After speaking, he walked with square steps behind his back.

Song Lanyu looked at the back of the ancestor and pondered for a moment, not knowing if she understood the meaning of Lao Guangluan's words, and turned around and handed her own greeting to the porter.

Lao Guangroller walked around the city according to the usual route, which people liked to greet him, he remembered it clearly, smiled and nodded in return, Lao Guangroller walked to a teahouse.

Lao Guangluan also felt strange, the tea in this general's mansion must be much better than the tea in this teahouse, but he felt that the tea in this teahouse was more delicious and more comfortable to drink.

When the shopkeeper saw that Lao Guangroller was coming, he hurriedly got up and greeted: "Master Lao is here, is it still the old rule?"

Lao Guangluan smiled and said, "Yes, the old rules!"

After speaking, slowly go upstairs.

At first, when Lao Guangluo came to drink tea, the shopkeeper who knew his identity insisted on having a treat, and said that Master Lao came to the small shop because he could afford us, how could he collect this tea money.

At that time, Lao Guangluan just said lightly, I understand your kindness, but how can our general's mansion be missing your tea money?

Every time Lao Guangluan drank tea, he would personally settle the bill, and sometimes he would throw a few pennies to the young man to reward him.

Anyway, the money is all Wei Long's filial piety to him, he has no children under his knees, and it is useless to keep this money.

Lao Guangluan has a habit, every time he comes to drink tea, he always likes to sit in the same position, and over time, the regulars of this teahouse know the habits of this Lao master, and others no longer sit at that table.

It's just that when he went upstairs today, Lao Guangluo found that there was a person sitting there in his place.

Lao Guangluan was a little unhappy in his heart, this outsider is not sensible, is the shopkeeper still not sensible, there are so many empty places upstairs, why do you sit in your place?

In fact, Lao Guangluan wronged the shopkeeper, because the man was originally sitting by the window at random, but only after seeing him come to the teahouse, he moved his position.

The regulars upstairs were about to watch the excitement when someone reminded the scholar-like man, who just smiled and didn't move his buttocks.

Others will no longer have much to do, in case they are old acquaintances with Lord Lao!

Nodding with the tea drinkers, Lao Guang walked over to the table without changing his face, pulled a chair, and sat next to the man.

The man smiled at Lao Guangluan and didn't say anything, as if Lao Guangluan was sitting down, he didn't care.

But Lao Guang roller cares.

Squinting his eyes, he tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop and asked in a low voice, "This friend, but this is the first time you have come to Langya City?"

The man glanced at Lao Guangluan, whose face was full of wrinkles and beardless under his chin, smiled and said, "I don't dare to be a friend, but this is indeed the first time I have come to Langya City." ”

Lao Guangluan glanced at the folding fan on the table, looked at the man a few more times, and then leaned back on the back of the chair and said, "I didn't see it, but my friend is a master." ”

The man laughed, "You're not blind!"

Lao Guang raised his eyebrows, and then said coldly: "Don't think that you will be invincible in the world after some effort, do you know who I am?"

The man picked up the folding fan on the table, opened it a few times, and said lightly: "Lao Guangluan, born in Penglai Pavilion, and his disciple is Wei Long, the commander of Qingzhou soldiers and horses, am I wrong?"

Lao Guangluan raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Do you know that you are still so rude?"

"Rude, Lord Lao is laughing, I just drank a cup of tea in the teahouse, where does this rudeness come from?"

The paper fan in the man's hand was closed, tapped it in the palm of his hand, and looked at Lao Guanglu, "Lord Lao is so majestic, could it be that this conviction is a touch of your mouth by Lord Lao?"

Lao Guangluan's face was gloomy, and at this time, the guy from the teahouse went upstairs with the brewed tea and two plates of preserved fruits, and walked over to the table of Master Lao.

Lao Guangluan glanced at his eyes, and when he saw the guy coming over, he immediately changed his face, raised his voice with a smile and said: "You kid, just go directly to my house to live when you come, don't look at it in the general's mansion, but I own a mansion by myself, I just need to inform my good apprentice, although I am your distant cousin, but my cousin has never treated you as an outsider." ”

When the other tea guests heard this, they felt that this person was a relative of Lord Lao, no wonder, this Lord Lao came and whispered to that person there, it turned out to be a chat with his own family, presumably to persuade that person to go to the general's mansion to live, that person disagreed, this Lord Lao was a little moved.

That person too, such a good relative, where to find it?

When the guy first saw that there was one more person sitting at the table of Master Lao, he chuckled in his heart, thinking that it was broken, and if there was a dispute about this matter, it would be their teahouse that was unlucky in the end.

Just thinking about how to explain to Lord Lao and persuade the guest to go to the side table, but when he heard Lao Guangluan's words, the guy smiled on his face, stepped forward with two steps, put the tea and preserved fruit on the table, and said, "Let Lord Lao wait for a long time!"

Lao Guangluan waved his hand and said: "Nothing to do, just right!"

The guy carried the tray and retired, regretting that Master Lao had forgotten something today, but he heard Lord Lao calling him, "Why did you leave, forgot the rules of the past?"

took out five cents and slapped it on the table, pressed three fingers and pushed it to the edge of the table and said, "Take it!"

With a smile on his face, the guy picked it up one by one.

"Lord Xie Lao, Lord Xie Lao!"

Lao Guangluan glanced at the side and didn't speak, just the person who was laughing, and then said: "This is my cousin, his account is on my head, have you written it down?"

The man nodded yes, grabbed the copper coin and smiled back.

The man looked at Lao Guangluan and said with a smile: "I don't have a cousin like you, but this tea money is considered to be my acceptance of your affection, I am the most reasonable, and I will repay it if I receive favors." ”

Lao Guangluan ignored his words, but frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The man smiled faintly, opened the folding fan in his hand again, and said lightly: "Scholar, Ning Yunqing." ”

On the front of the folding fan is inscribed a poem "There is poetry and calligraphy in the belly".

"Ning Yunqing, forgive the old man for being lonely and unheard, and he has never heard of it. ”

It's no wonder that Lao Guangluan hasn't heard of Ning Yunqing, he is a martial artist, how can he know the famous "book saint" among scholars.

Ning Yun lightly picked up Lao Guangluan's teapot, poured a cup of tea, and gently pushed it to Lao Guangluan.

Lao Guangluan didn't expect this surnamed Ning to cooperate so much, and this act of pouring tea was reasonable in the eyes of other tea customers.

Picked up the tea bowl and gestured to Lao Guangluan, Lao Guangrou also picked up the tea, the two took a sip, Ning Yun said slowly: "I haven't heard of it, but you shouldn't forget it!"

Fortunately, the tea bowl in Lao Guanglu's hand had been placed on the table, otherwise he would have missed and fallen on the table.

At this moment, Lao Guangluan's hand is trembling, for more than 30 years, it is this name that can make him never forget, and even remember the grudge in his heart.

It was him, a sword that made Lao Guangluan lose the capital to be a man, and what made Lao Guangluan regret the most was that he had maintained Yuanyang's body before this.

"Who the hell are you?"

Ning Yunqing looked at Lao Guangluan, who seemed to be calm, but in fact wanted to slap the table with one palm, and smiled.

"Have you forgotten why you did it with my master in the first place?"

Hearing this, Lao Guangluan frowned and took a closer look, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he lost his voice: "It's you?"

Ning Yun chuckled and said, "Yes, it's me!"

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In front of the gate of the Abolished Emperor's Palace, Sima Wende looked at the palace gate for a long time and was silent, sighed, and said to Sun Mink Temple, the head of internal affairs beside him: "Let's go!"

Sun Mink Temple looked at Emperor Wende with a sad face, bowed down and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, everything is fine with the Emperor Taishang, if you really want to go to see the Emperor Taishang, let's go in, in this imperial city, where is there a place you can't go?"

Sima Wende shook his head and said, "Forget it, Manager Sun, let's go!"

Sun Mink Temple shook his head lightly and sighed slightly.

This emperor lost power, their eunuch life is not as good as before, think at the beginning, when Emperor Xiangle was in power, that Zhao Mink Temple was a brother and brother of Zhao Yu of Xiangguo, this Zhao Xiang did not know where to turn out a genealogy, and the two of them were of the same origin, and it became the next good story of the government and the opposition at that time, but later, with the abdication of Emperor Xiangle, Zhao Xiang was deposed, and this good story became a joke!

As for Zhao Mink Temple, he is now in charge of cleaning up the filth in the imperial city, Sun Mink Temple took care of this senior, and also sent two little eunuchs to keep an eye on Zhao Mink Temple, and if the brush is not clean, there is no food.

Sun Mink Temple misses the old love very much.

I think that at the beginning, Zhao Mink Temple took care of himself very much.

Sima Wende turned around, and just walked a few steps, but the door opened, and the person who walked out was none other than the abolished emperor Sima Xiangle.

Sima Xiangle saw the person outside the door wearing a dragon robe, and he was in a trance, as if he saw himself more than ten years ago.

Sima Wende turned around and looked at the familiar face, which was already pale with pale temples and a slender beard.

His lips trembled, and Sima Hedon's hoarse voice reached Sima Wende's ears.

"But De'er?"

Sima Wende's eyes were already red, and he stepped forward and said, "De'er has seen my father. ”

Sima Xiangle put his arms around his son, who was about to kneel, and said, "Good virtue, they have grown so big, and their fathers are old, old." ”

Sima Wende rubbed his eyes and said with a slight cry: "It's the child who is not filial, and over the years, my father has been wronged." ”

"Now you are the Ninety-Five, and your mouth is a holy word, don't talk nonsense, my father has been doing well over the years, it's just that I just miss you a little. ”

At this time, Sun Mink Temple said on the side: "My two holy masters, this is not a place to speak, Your Majesty, or enter the courtyard of the Emperor Taishang!"

Sima Wende looked at his father, Sima Xiangle nodded and said, "It's okay, come in and talk, at least the people in this courtyard, I dare to guarantee that no one dares to go out and chew their tongues." ”

Sun Diao Temple looked at Sima Xiangle's demeanor and tone, and he was still so domineering, but he didn't know what the confidence of the deposed emperor was.

However, his Sun Mink Temple will explain to the people below, and when he sees someone who doesn't have a door, he will tear his door to pieces, and he will want to close it in this life.

As the chief of internal affairs, he still has some means.

The three of them entered the courtyard, and Sun Mink Temple closed the courtyard door, about three feet away from the two, and slowly followed behind.

Sima Xiangle asked, "Where does my father want to go?"

Sima Wende said: "I wanted to go and see your grandmother, the queen mother is old, her body and bones can't stand the toss, every illness is worrying, my father and I indulged myself when I was young, and lost a lot, when I lost the throne of the emperor, I found that my life was just better." Now my father wants to do some filial piety and take on the responsibility of a father, but he doesn't even have a chance. It's just that this time the Queen Mother was sick, but for some reason, he Yuan Shixin was merciful and asked me to visit the Queen Mother, so that I had the opportunity to fulfill my filial piety. ”

The two walked to the pavilion in the courtyard and sat down, and Sun Mink Temple stood outside, waving his hand at the maid who came from afar, signaling not to come.

After the two sat down, Sima Wende said: "Father, I have just returned from the Queen Mother's bedroom, and my grandmother is in good health, and it should be fine to recuperate for a while. ”

After speaking, he held Sima Xiangle's hand, tears fell again, and he said in a trembling voice: "Father, I am so tired and afraid, this emperor, the child really doesn't want to be a child." ”

Sima Xiangle patted Sima Wende's hand, also with a sad face.

Taking a deep breath, the wasted emperor with slightly red eyes said to his son: "Yuan Shixin has come to me, and I always feel that something is going to happen recently. ”

Sima Wende wiped his tears and said: "Father, I also think it is strange, today Xiangguo and the national teacher are deliberating, and suddenly they are angry with the national teacher, but the national teacher's answer is so relieving, I didn't think much about it at that time, and later mentioned it to my grandmother, but my grandmother said that Xiangguo, Yuan Shixin, may be ......."

Speaking of this, the king of this country actually looked around, as if he was afraid that his words would be heard.

"It's a rebellion!"

Sima Xiangle patted the table and scolded hatefully: "The wolf's ambition is hateful, but my Sima clan loves him very much, and the first emperor even married the princess to their Yuan family, side by side king, side by side king, good side by side king." ”

"Father, my aunt is back. ”

Sima Wende has returned to his normal color, but he is just trying to swallow the pain in his heart.

Sima Xiangle nodded and said, "I already know about this, it seems that what he said is true." ”

"Father, how did you find out?"

Sima Xiangle patted his son on the shoulder and whispered: "De'er, today he Yuan Shixin came to me and told me personally, so I want to discuss with the queen mother." ”

"Xiangguo actually went to see his father? Father, if he really wants to take the throne, why is it so difficult, and now we in the imperial city, what can we compete with? Now the government and the opposition, who can dare to look at Xiangguo coldly, I am afraid that there is only the national teacher left. ”

Sima Wende seems to have recognized his current situation, and according to his grandmother, for the sake of the present, he wants to find a way back.

Sima Xiangle put his right hand on his thigh, patted it gently, looked at the high wall in the distance, and said softly: "Back then, I hated the national teacher very much, I think if it weren't for him, I would still be the son of heaven of the Great Jin Dynasty, I can do whatever I want, later, I figured it out, maybe without the national teacher's move, I am afraid that I will be the king of the fallen country of the Great Jin Dynasty, and I will be infamous through the ages." ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Sima Wende and said: "De'er, on the contrary, it has hurt you, but since the burden has fallen on your shoulders, you can't hide, so you can pick it up for your father, how much of the state affairs are you personally bothered about? The reason why you feel tired is that you feel that this emperor deserves to be aggrieved, right?"

Sima Wende nodded and did not speak.

Sima Xiangle continued: "Just now, you asked me, why didn't Yuan Shixin do it directly? Because of the two words, if he gets into trouble, in the eyes of the world, it will be a great rebellion, and how many people can support him Yuan Shixin? ”

Sima Wende snorted and said: "I understand, King Xiliang is also using the banner of King Xiaoyao to occupy the word righteousness. ”

Sima Xiangle bowed slightly, and then said: "What you have to do now is to be a good emperor." ”

With a sad face, Sima Wende asked: "Father, now that I am like this, how can I turn the tide, this ......?"

Sima Xiangle chuckled, shook his head slightly and said: "There are many kinds of good emperors, and the good emperor you want to be is to be a good emperor in the eyes of those scholars, and the only thing we can use now is the word orthodoxy." ”

"A good emperor in the eyes of a scholar?" Sima Wende lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked up at Sima Xiangle.

"Father is asking me to ask for a Ming Jun's reputation?"

Sima Xiangle nodded and said: "The reason why the national teacher chose to be the king side by side was that he didn't have to choose, otherwise the eight kings of the world would rise together, and my Great Jin would really die, I guess he Yuan Shixin was not sure to resist the joint efforts of other kings, so you were able to stay on this throne for so many years." Back then, you were a child, but now you are enough to take on the responsibility of an emperor, and if you want to be a king, the first step you have to do is to take back your power. ”

"Take back your power, Father, you don't know what I'm in now, how can I get this power back?"

Sima Wende smiled wryly.

Sima Xiangle looked at the young emperor, and his temperament was still a little weaker.

"De'er, you remember, as long as you are on this dragon chair, you can give orders to the whole world, whether you listen to them or not, whether you say it is yours or not, as long as your decree is helpful to the world, what does it matter if you can implement it or not? At that point, think about it, who are those people who are going to scold?"

Sima Wende was thoughtful.

Sima Xiangle continued: "At that time, you will show weakness again, so that people can see that our monarch of the Great Jin Dynasty is powerless, and he is a traitor. ”

Sima Wende didn't expect that his father, who had been deposed, would be able to say these words, if so, why was he deposed in the first place?

Sima Xiangle glanced at his son and said lightly: "De'er, for the emperor, you still lack the bearing and prestige of the emperor, you have to remember that if you sit on this dragon chair for a day, I will be the most powerful person in the world." At the beginning, my father was cocooned and made himself a faint king, and you said that they abolished me at that time, who would speak for me?"

Standing up, Sima Xiangle looked at the sky with his hands behind his back and sighed softly.

Sima Wende understood the meaning of his father's words in his heart, what the Queen Mother said was already resignation, and what his father said seemed to want him to do a good job.

Whether it's resigned to fate and finding a way to survive, or giving it a go, having someone is crucial.

National teacher Huo Xingwei.

Looking at his father, Sima Wende felt that this was the momentum that an emperor should have, and even the Sun Mink Temple guarding in the distance felt that Zhao Mink Temple had been with the right person in those years.

Sima Xiangle flicked his sleeves, sat back again, and said to Sima Wende: "De'er, remember, there must be a degree, otherwise he Yuan Shixin will jump off the wall in a hurry, but I am afraid that we will really have no way out at that time." ”

Sima Wende nodded and said, "Father, don't worry!"

Speaking of this, he remembered what the Queen Mother said to him, and asked Sima Xiangle in a low voice: "Father, do you know how the first emperor died back then?"

Sima Xiangle didn't expect Sima Wende to mention this stubble, so he asked back: "The death of the first emperor was indeed sudden, but the imperial doctor diagnosed that the first emperor died of a sudden violent illness, and the matter has been decided, why did De'er ask this question?"

Sima Wende said: "It was my grandmother who told me, and she felt that the emperor's grandfather had died strangely, but there was no real evidence. ”

Sima Xiangle frowned, he just cried a few times back then, and then he forgot the pain of losing his father because of the joy of being the emperor, and never thought about it.

"Why did the queen mother never tell me about it?"

After asking, he understood.

At this time, Sima Wende said: "Father, grandmother suspects that this matter is related to Xuanyimen. ”