summer day, winter night

The surrounding air seemed to be getting thicker, and Su Wuzhen had to subconsciously breathe in and out, maintaining a relatively stable frequency. It seemed that only in this way would he not lose his mind or lose his posture.

What seemed like a moment, and what seemed like a long time, whispered conversations and faint footsteps came from far and near in the palace, and only then did he move his somewhat stiff body, turn around and was about to leave.

"Young Master Su—"

He stopped, turned his head and saw a young servant driving a car not far away hurriedly approaching in three steps and two steps in a row. In that direction, the car drove away Zhu Dingmo's body, and four horses drove together, which should belong to King Cang.He looked at the tall young servant in front of him, he was so heroic, he looked more like a warrior.

"Master Su, my lord invites you to come to court and have a talk in the palace, I wonder if it is possible?"

The face of King Cang naturally appeared in his mind, he smiled slightly, and replied: "It is an honor to be invited by King Cang."

So the two of them waited for King Cang to leave the palace gate, and Su Wuzhen sat in the same carriage as King Cang, and arrived at the mansion smoothly in such a high-equipped carriage.

Rugged and low-key, full of luxury, Cangwang Mansion has a very different style from any mansion in the capital that Su Wuxie knows. Every courtyard passing through is simple and spacious. Only the details are elegant and exquisite, and the rest are piled up with practical and extraordinary materials. Carved.

This is not like a prince's mansion, but more like a small training ground.

Such a scene, Su Wuzhen sincerely admired it, but couldn't help but be puzzled.

A prince, why did he build his mansion so empty?Clearly, these spaces are not being used.

Resisting the doubts in his heart, he looked at the person in front of him dressed in brocade clothes, who seemed to be walking leisurely, but in fact he walked swiftly. He knew that it was not appropriate to ask such words to someone he didn't know well.

After passing through the last corridor, you will see the main courtyard.

The size of the main house is only slightly larger than the others, and the color of gold and jade is slightly thicker, but it is just ordinary. Come.

After passing the Baiyu Stone Bridge, there is the Huxin Pavilion, which is also the final destination of this trip.

When the two sat down, Su Wuzhen looked up, and what he saw was a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He turned a blind eye, and naturally picked up the jug, filled the white porcelain wine glass in front of the two of them, and then waited silently for His Royal Highness King Cang to clarify the purpose of the invitation.

King Cang's smile gradually deepened, and he finally said: "I have known Mr. Su's superb painting skills for a long time, and today I specially invite you to come and make a painting for my main house, how about it?"

This kindness was something that Su Wuxi, who was rejected from the palace today, couldn't wish for.

So he smiled loudly, walked to another square stone table in the pavilion, dipped his pen in ink, and swayed the painting.The majestic and majestic brushwork is smooth and swift, as if to describe all the scenery of the northern country in the eyes of the world.

The waves in the lake are rippling, and the fragrance of the lake's plants and trees is carried in the wind. It seems that the time for this painting to be completed is not even enough time for a small ripple to ripple from one end of the lake to the other.

However, Su Wuxi poured all his heart into writing the work, and in the hands of King Cang, he couldn't make him praise a good word. It was still the curvature of the corners of his lips that seemed to be a smile, and it took him a long time to pick up the poem inscribed in the painting. The last sentence: "'Clouds are shallow, sky is deep, gold is dark', this 'gold' is a golden platform?"

Su Wuxie's hands in his sleeves shook abruptly, and he responded, "That's right."

"Such a painting, such a poem, what Mr. Su wants to ask, just ask him directly, why bother to destroy such a magnificent atmosphere."

Speaking of this, King Cang's understanding of him, Su Wuxie, probably deserves to be "penetrated".

King Cang rolled up the scroll inch by inch, and Su Wuyan felt that his muscles were also stiffening inch by inch.As soon as the rolled scroll was handed back, a man in black suddenly appeared, took it into his arms, and then disappeared quickly. All Su Wuzhen could see were a few afterimages in the air.

Fortunately, King Cang made a gesture of invitation, and the two returned to the round table again. Su Wuzhen forced himself to relax and waited for King Cang to speak. This time, it was as if he was waiting for the sound of the final hammer to pronounce the sentence.

King Cang got up, poured out the full glass of wine in front of him, picked up the jug, and poured another glass for him.He picked up the wine glass in a good manner, touched King Cang lightly, and drank it down in one gulp.

He suppressed his smile, and spoke slowly and in a low voice: "Su Wuxi, I really appreciate your talent and strength of character, so I don't want you to fall into the black hole of politics, and you will die on the tower. Now in the court, the emperor wants you To carry out the new policy, it is natural to promote his supporters. Mr. Su is so smart, he will not understand, maybe he just won't accept it."

"Let me make a guess, what Mr. Su hates and chills is probably the face of hundreds of officials who judge the emperor's heart and follow the trend."

When Su Wuyan was shocked, he could only smile wryly. He already knew that when all the likes and dislikes in his heart were spoken out from the mouth of a superior person, it was like a snake being pinched seven inches, with a knife hanging from the beam of his head. , You can't even breathe carefully.But on the other hand, in front of someone who knows everything about him, it is far easier than facing anyone else.

"Such a situation is indeed hated by every low-ranking person, but which low-ranking person doesn't want to be a target for others to follow?"

"'Clouds are light, sky is deep, gold is dark', isn't that what it means?"

On this day, the two of them drank and enjoyed the scenery until the sky was dusky, and when Su Wuzhan was drunk until he was helped to rest in the house, those deep and hoarse sentences were still echoing in his mind.

"Young Master Su, you really don't need to hide anything in front of this king. This king can definitely say that he is open and frank when dealing with a person whom this king admires."

"Today, for those supporters of the New Deal, your rejection from the palace, although your means are inferior, can really be said to be a statement of your superiors."

"Haha, this king was born on the battlefield, and I couldn't find a confidant in that rough northern country, but I am eager to find one in this false capital everywhere. It's ridiculous——"

The desolation and solemnity of the last three words is a sigh in Su Wuxi's heart looking at Sirius from afar.It seemed that from now on, he could vaguely see the helplessness and desolation of this prince who was born in the battlefield of the Northern Kingdom and stayed in the capital for many years.

At this moment, he longed so much that one day he would be able to see this man in golden armor facing the rising sun with his unrivaled arrogance in the Golden Luan Hall.

Just like his deep bowing ceremony at that time, thanks, worship, and deep respect and promise of mountains and rivers.

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In the dead of night, the willow twigs are on the moon.

Cang Wang Cang Zhou Xing rubbed his temples, got up with his clothes on, he knocked twice beside the couch, the butler Cang Jia heard the sound and entered.

He picked up the hangover soup handed by the housekeeper, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "Is Wang Yushi doing anything?"

Cang Jia replied in a low voice: "Not yet."

"He's quite ambitious, so keep an eye on him. Just in case, add two hidden guards to Su Wuxie's side. Now that he's on the cusp, it's very likely that Wang Gu will choose him."

"Yes." Cang Jia took out an envelope, "My lord, the officers and soldiers have sent letters again, it's still the same, I want you to go back."

King Cang sighed, "It's not easy, he doesn't believe me anymore. Just don't reply to this letter."

After a while, Cang Jia accepted the letter, "Okay, that's the only way."