There is only one person in the world who can be called so by Liang Tong, the sixth prince, and that is His Majesty Liang Heng, the current Emperor of Great Liang.

The emperor waved his hand behind him, and the great eunuch Yu Chaoen withdrew from the eaves and hid in a dark corner, very vigilantly observing the movements around him.

The emperor bypassed his son's figure and sat straight behind his desk, looking majestic.

Liang Tong turned around very obediently, saluted the figure behind the desk again, and greeted him very respectfully: "Father is here late at night, what's the matter?"

The emperor replied nonchalantly: "Let's talk flat, aren't you tired of bowing your body like this?"

Liang Tong said very calmly: "Erchen is not in the way when he stands for a while. ”

The corners of the emperor's mouth twitched slightly, and he said in a light voice: "Then stand still." Don't you have something to ask me, and now that I'm here, speak freely. ”

Liang Tong's figure bent a little, and hurriedly replied: "Erchen doesn't dare." ”

"What don't you dare?"

The Emperor's voice was no longer as calm as before, and he was half annoyed.

No wonder people often say that 'accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger', this imperial heart is indeed elusive and impossible to figure out.

Liang Tong's figure was even shorter, he was already kneeling on the ground, and replied softly: "The son has not made an inch, he does not dare to steal the title of King Yan, let alone lead the Tiger Army, please ask my father to take back his fate." ”

Emperor Liang Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a cold voice: "Then you dare to go to Wutong Palace to pay respects? Aren't you afraid that your mother will blame you in the spirit of heaven? Aren't you afraid that the world will poke your backbone? Aren't you afraid that the history books of later generations will record your unfilial piety and unvirtuousness?"

Liang Tong raised his head slightly, looked directly at the pair of angry dragon eyes, and said sarcastically: "What do I have to be afraid of?

"Presumptuous!"

In a fit of rage, Emperor Liang Heng smashed the jade paperweight on the desk and fell in front of Liang Tong, fine stone chips splashed, and a sharp stone chip that was not very long pierced the corner of Liang Tong's eyebrows, and in just an instant, blood flowed out, covering the white and stubborn cheeks.

When the emperor saw his son with a bloodstained face, the corners of his mouth trembled unconsciously, and in an instant, he recovered his previous emotions and scolded: "In such a good time, you don't know how to make meritorious achievements and herdsmen, but only know how to form a party for personal gain, flies and dogs, is this what your husband taught you? Is this what your mother is looking forward to?"

Liang Tong wiped the blood on his face, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and said coldly: "Your Majesty now mentions the late mother, do you feel ashamed?

The emperor was angry, stood up and roared loudly: "Presumptuous, you disobedient son, your mother is to blame. Ask yourself, how did I treat her badly? How could I ever be mean to you? But why didn't she know to be closer to me? Why did she like to go to the Wutong Palace? Even if she was here, I still had a clear conscience. ”

Liang Tong smiled and asked indifferently: "Is Your Majesty really worthy of it? If you can give her a sense of security and protect her, why should she compromise and seek perfection? Why should she go to pay homage to the noble concubine who has a bad reputation?"

My mother is stupid, but not brainless. If you really have the power to do your word, why can't she protect her children?

"Bastard!"

After the angry shout, Emperor Liang Heng actually smashed the solid wood desk in front of him into pieces with one palm, and the books, pen holders, pen washes and other items on the table were scattered all over the ground, making bursts of ping-pong sounds.

Liang Tong closed his eyes and knelt there straight.

After the room was completely quiet, the emperor sighed faintly, sat back with a lost face, and asked in a gloomy tone: "Are you really not going to Hedongdao?" If you don't want to go, then forget it, I won't force you, but you don't want to complain about not giving you a chance in the future." ”

From 'me' to 'me', the indescribable royal father-son family relationship may have been like this since ancient times, family affection and imperial power are mixed together, and it is difficult to sort them out clearly.

Liang Tong slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Go." Why don't you go? How could I let go of such a great opportunity? I just don't know what my father wants of me?"

The emperor's expression changed, and he looked majestic again, and said in an indifferent tone: "The path of life is your own, how to go, it is all up to you to decide, I will not interfere more, I just hope you don't regret it in the future." ”

Liang Tong knelt down and bowed, and said loudly: "Erchen takes the order." ”

Emperor Liang Heng glanced at his son deeply, and said in a slightly gentle tone: "Bandage your wounds well, as for other things, you can just make your own decisions." ”

Liang Tong didn't say much, still kneeling there.

When the emperor was about to step out of the threshold, Liang Tong asked quietly: "Father, did you really not know about your mother's death in advance?"

The emperor's figure paused for a moment, and then went on walking, without answering his son's questions or mentioning anything else.

When Emperor Liang Heng and the great eunuch Yu Chaoen left the Eight Princes' Mansion, Liang Tong's figure was crooked, and the whole person froze on the ground, and a suppressed cry came from behind his sleeves.

......

After returning to the imperial city, the emperor and the great eunuch gathered their figures, bypassed the patrolling forbidden army, and quietly returned to the inner study.

After the emperor sat on the dragon chair, he asked the arched eunuch: "Yu Chaoen, do you think my arrangement is too arbitrary? At his age, how can he be a vassal king who opens a government and builds a government, and how can he command an army of 50,000?"

Yu Chaoen replied softly: "Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince has been through the crown ceremony for five years, and he is an adult, he will take care of himself, you don't need to worry too much." ”

The Emperor smiled bitterly and said, "How can I not be worried? ”

Yu Chaoen persuaded in a low voice: "Young beasts always have to leave home to forage, and chicks always have to leave the nest to fly, if you don't give them the opportunity to perform, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve great things in your life." ”

The emperor sighed slightly, and muttered, "That's it, so be it, and see how he grows and soars for nine days." ”

Yu Chaoen just lowered his head and listened, neither echoing nor interjecting.

After a long while, the emperor's eyes rolled and he ordered: "Go back and send him off in person, and bring some more palace masters along the way to ensure that nothing goes wrong." ”

Yu Chaoen lowered his eyebrows and replied pleasantly.

......

In Wutong Palace, Wei Guifei, who is the lord of the harem, was sitting on the embroidery bed, with a displeased look on her face, she combed the hair of her sideburns slightly, and asked Xiuning who was standing aside, "Isn't Your Majesty coming tonight?"

Xiu Ning bowed and replied softly: "It is said that Your Majesty has been staying in the inner study and has no intention of coming to Wutong Palace. ”

Wei Guifei smiled and said coldly: "It's just a slut with a long ass and chest who died, what's there to be sad about." Well, if you don't come, you won't come, and I'll rest earlier. ”

Xiuning was also accustomed to such extremely disrespectful words, and did not show the slightest superfluous emotion, but waited extremely carefully for this vicious master to go to bed.

After Wei Guifei lay down, Xiuning put out the lights and candles in the hall and tiptoed to the outer room to rest.

......

Just when the lights of thousands of homes were gradually extinguished, the backyard of Mengfu in Nanhu Lane, Jiaxing City slowly stopped moving.

At this time, Meng Ran was already in tattered clothes, his hair was messy, and the whole person was lying on the ground very unimaged, and the beads of sweat on his forehead encountered the cold autumn wind, and a white mist evaporated, which was very fantastical.

There were also two people standing, it was Li Haoran and Geng Huyuan.

As for the swordsman surnamed Lin who tried his best to beat Meng Ran, he went to Anjifang, on the one hand, to buy some medicinal materials from the secret recipe of the medicinal bath provided by the Geng Nursing Academy, and on the other hand, to call the three people who went to see a doctor to see if they were willing to stay in Mengfu.

Li Haoran took a few steps forward, kicked Meng Ran very casually, and said with a sigh in his mouth: "I can't see it, you kid is so resistant, I thought you could only support half a pillar of incense, but I didn't expect to resist the time of close to two pillars of incense, and the future is immeasurable." ”

Meng Ran made a bitter face and gasped and said, "I don't want to be beaten either." ”

Li Haoran laughed and teased: "Then why don't you lie on the ground and not get up? Why do you keep being beaten?"

I couldn't tell whether Meng Ran's dirty face was a smile or a wry smile, so I just heard him say: "I just don't accept it, I don't accept that I have been beaten, and I am also a four-grade cultivator, why is it me who has been beaten." ”

Li Haoran smiled and said: "The surnamed Lin has eaten more salt than you have eaten, how many people have you seen? How many people have you fought with? In his eyes, you are an out-and-out rookie, if he has a knife in his hand, you are not necessarily his enemy." ”

Meng Ran was very unconvinced, and turned his head to look at Geng Huyuan, hoping that this big master could preside over fairness for him and give him a little face.

Unexpectedly, Geng Huyuan just smiled slightly, and said in a warm voice: "A knife should still be able to parry." ”

Meng Ran was just about to be happy, but he was splashed with cold water by the next sentence.

"The second knife is hard to resist. Geng Huyuan added slowly.

Meng Ran smiled bitterly, but he could only choose to believe the judgment of the two masters in front of him.

Li Haoran didn't know what nerves to make, so he kicked Meng Ran again, and then walked away.

Meng Ran looked at the back that was gradually moving away with a sad and angry face, and asked with a bitter face: "Uncle Geng, what's wrong with Senior Li?"

Geng Huyuan just shook his head lightly and sighed: "Maybe I thought of what happened when he was young." ”

Meng Ran was puzzled and asked, "Then why did he kick me?"

Geng Huyuan smiled: "Maybe I think your talent is too high." ”

Meng Ran was full of black lines, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What kind of reason is this? Could it be that if you are high in cultivation and old, you can do whatever you want?"

Geng Huyuan casually popped out a finger and hit Meng Ran's forehead, and then asked very casually: "Is that so?"

Meng Ran had no choice but to roll his eyes at the vast sky.

"Let's go, Brother Lin is back, it's time to take a medicinal bath. ”

After saying this, Shi Shiran returned to the front yard, leaving only Meng Ran, who wanted to cry without tears.