"Where is Ming Ling?" asked Sima Zhi.

"Listening to other people in the house, Mingling was severely punished by the steward yesterday, and I don't know where she was taken. The servant did not know, but could only tell the truth.

"Why?" Sima asked, his tone became stern, and the inquiry turned into a question.

"The villain didn't know, but I heard that he had collided with a certain distinguished guest. When the servant saw that he was angry, he began to panic, and his tone trembled a little in response.

After Sima asked, he put down the container in his hand and stopped talking.

The servant explained that Ling was punished by the steward of the palace for a variety of reasons. But then he said that he was undoubtedly related to him.

Because of Langya, he once opened his mouth to question Ming Ling, and happened to be bumped into by Tuoba Longyang.

"What kind of punishment is severe punishment?" Sima asked the servant on the side with a frightened look, and when he spoke again, his tone became softened.

"I don't know. The servant hurriedly responded.

"It's okay, just tell the truth. Sima asked to remind.

The servant in front of him is not young, and he should not be a servant who has just entered the house. Besides, Tuoba Longyang will not send people who don't know the roots to serve. The reason why I responded to "I don't know" was mostly because of concerns.

"You can be whipped, you can have a limb severed, you can, you can..."

The servant responds to the punishment, from light to severe. It is not difficult to guess that amputation is already torture, and the punishment is heavier than amputation.

"Needless to say, you go down first. Sima asked after thinking about it, and then opened his mouth to command.

When the servant heard this, he walked backwards to the door of the house. Before he reached the door, Sima asked him to remind him again.

"Don't tell outsiders about the conversation between you and me, and I won't tell King Anbei. ”

The servant was relieved, turned and walked away quickly.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, when Sima Wenzhi was studying the Shangqing classics in the house, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house. He heard who it was, and stood up to greet him.

The person who came was Tuoba Longyang.

At the same time as he sent someone to summon the ministers, he also gave an order to stop the lunch in Sima Wen's house for the time being.

After discussing the matter with his advisers, he sent someone to bring the lunch to his hand, and he carried it to deliver it himself.

"Senior brother, are you still used to it?" Seeing that Sima Wenzhi was already sober and no longer drunk yesterday, Tuoba Longyang asked.

"Okay. ”

After welcoming Tuoba Longyang in, the two sat down separately. After sitting down, Sima Wenzhi suppressed his emotions and responded calmly.

"What's wrong?"

The original meaning of "Shang Ke" is to be able to achieve, in the Anbei Palace, all the dry uses are of the highest quality, and Sima Wenzhi is a distinguished guest in the house, and his daily use has been specially ordered. After hearing this, Tuoba Longyang asked him where else he felt dissatisfied.

"What's the matter with King Anbei?" asked Sima Zhi without replying, and deliberately diverted the conversation when he spoke again.

"Good thing. ”

Tuoba Longyang saw him divert the topic, thinking that he was just responding casually before. Seeing him asking, he began to tell the reason for coming.

"The army of Wei is about to leave for the front, and His Majesty has summoned the hot-blooded sons and daughters to go. The senior brother has the magic of the immortal family, which is a great time to make contributions. ”

"Don't go. Sima asked him to refuse.

Not only refused, but his tone was cold and decisive. After Tuoba Longyang heard this, he couldn't react for a while.

Before coming here, he had thought about how to speak, and he had also thought about how Sima would reply. It was not surprising to be rejected, but he did not expect it to be so disregarding his identity and face.

Sima Wenzhi was also aware of it, and after seeing his reaction, he told the reason, and his tone became softer.

"I'm a southerner. ”

"Since the senior brother has entered the Daomen, why insist on the separation of southerners and northerners. When Tuoba Longyang heard the explanation, his mood changed, and he quickly found a response.

"For more than 200 years since the end of the Han Dynasty, wars have continued, and the people have suffered from the bitterness of Shenzhou. Your Majesty is now eloquent and has the momentum to dominate the world. When that day comes, what will be the southerners and the northerners? ”

After Sima asked, he did not respond directly, but raised his head and thought for dozens of breaths before speaking.

"Did he summon me into the army, or did the king of Anbei want me to join the army?"

In the words, 'he' is the Emperor of Wei Tuoba Tao. Sima asked this response, and the implication was obvious, he didn't agree with this person and what Tuoba Longyang had just said.

"Both. Tuoba Longyang responded.

"More than half of it, because I want to make a contribution with my brother. After responding, he sensed the implication and spoke again.

Although his tone was earnest, Sima didn't buy it after hearing it.

There are two types of princes, county kings and princes, and Tuoba Longyang's 'Anbei Wang' is a prince, even if there are more military exploits in the future, the title will not be promoted again, unless Tuoba Tao gives up the throne.

Moreover, the greater the military exploits, the more Tuoba Tao will see him as a threat, and the more determined he will be to get rid of him. If that is the case, it will be tantamount to putting out fires with salary.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, Sima Wen already had a guess in his heart. Tuoba Longyang had to go here, and the purpose of inviting him to accompany him was self-evident.

"It's not impossible. After thinking about it, Sima asked's tone changed.

"How?" After Tuoba Longyang heard this, his face did not change, and his tone was hurried.

"The prince's mansion is very good, but there are some things that I can't do myself, so please send Ming Ling from King Anbei to stay here to do things. Sima asked Zhi to state the conditions.

"What's the matter?" Tuoba Longyang subconsciously asked.

"There are many servants in the house, and there are many people who are smarter than Mingling, how about I choose a more suitable person for my senior brother?" After asking, he remembered Mingling's whereabouts and opened his mouth to discuss.

"It's Mingling. She and I have a similar temperament, a similar temperament, and are very fateful. Sima asked him to refuse.

The reasons for the rejection are vague.

If it is because it is intelligent and diligent, it can be replaced by others. Fate is said to be nothing, and if you change others, you will have no fate, so you can't replace it.

"If that's the case, then it's up to Senior Brother. Tuoba Longyang responded.

The lunch was delivered late, and Sima Wenzhi and the two of them talked for a long time without stopping. Langya was hungry and began to howl on the side.

Seeing this, Tuoba Longyang took the opportunity to leave.

After the visitor left, Sima Wenzhi also picked up the food and enjoyed it. He only used sour soup for the morning meal, and his stomach was empty.

There is a reason why you can enjoy your food with peace of mind.

In his heart, Tuoba Longyang has a noble status and will not easily break his word. He said that he would send Ming Ling over, indicating that Ming Ling was not worried about her life.

But from noon to Shen Shi, no one came, and Sima Wen couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Shen Shi was about to pass, and before he could mutter, Ming Ling was helped in through the door.

Fortunately, the hands and feet are complete, there is no damage, and there are no scars on the face.

But after the two entered, there began to be a faint smell of blood in the house, and Sima Wenzhi and Langya were both aware of it.