summer day, winter night

"The emperor wants to take back your military power?" Cang Jia stared wide-eyed, "Then you, my lord, will never return to the border?"

"When this king was suddenly transferred back to Beijing, he expected this day." King Cang sighed for a long time, his expression was sad, and his words were particularly bitter, "What I worry about is that he not only wants to centralize power, after all, I accompany you He took the throne and knew too much."

"How can this be so? The prince is a man with the power of a dragon!" Cang Jia's whole body was trembling slightly due to excitement, and the raging anger made his blood boil.

"From the power of the dragon, once you lose your trust, it is a heinous crime. Especially for a suspicious monarch like him." On the contrary, King Cang calmed down, as if he hadn't heard Cang Jia's excitement at all. He lowered his head and read the book in his hand Turning another page, the grief and indignation that was trying to hide can only be seen slightly from the blanched joints, "By the way, how is Su Wuzhen doing recently?"

"Mr. Su, everything is fine recently." The reflexive answer was still accompanied by violent involuntary tremors, Cang Jia noticed, and took a deep breath, which made his face that was beginning to look old turn red.

He continued to answer, the trembling was finally inaudible: "I just heard from the secret guard that I rarely see a happy face, and it seems that I am always thinking about something."

King Cang turned another page of the book and said nothing.

At this moment, a young servant hurried over, and Cang Jia heard footsteps and went out to meet him. When he came back, he closed his eyes, calmed down, and said quickly: "The emperor is outside the mansion, and he said he wanted to I invite you to the restaurant for a while."

It's just that when he said a word, it seemed that even his spine had bent down quite a bit.

Dazed for a moment, Cang Wang stood up slowly, and a fateful sigh sounded, expressing calm despair.

"Cang Jia, change your clothes."

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Seeing Cang Wang off, Cang Jia, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up for a long time. He walked back step by step, and sat at the stone table under the tree. s color.

He was stunned for a long time before getting up, trying to gather the petals all over the ground together, but when he turned around, he saw the confinement woman.

"The old lady is here to sweep the floor." The confinement woman raised the broom in her hand.

Cang Jia wanted to give Yuema a smile, but he couldn't move the corner of his mouth, he could only reply blankly: "I just wanted to sweep, but when I turned around, I saw you."

"Many of Cang's housekeepers are busy with housework, let's go back and let me, the old woman, come." Yue Po pretended not to see Cang Jia's daze, and smiled gently at the great sadness that seemed to bend his whole body. .

The gentle smile on such a vicissitudes of life is like the warm sun in winter, as if it can exist forever regardless of the cold in the world.

However, on this day, King Cang still did not return home until Cang Jia received the letter from his subordinate with the name of the murderer behind the final poisoning incident at nightfall.

Under the eyes of the emperor, Cang Jia didn't dare to say anything, and only secretly took a few people out of the mansion to look for it. Before leaving, he asked the confinement woman: "Send an ordinary woman to inform Mr. Su, I think the prince, I really want to see you at this time." he."

When the emperor left the palace, even if he was in a modest suit, he would definitely arrive at the best restaurant in the capital, and King Cang, as expected, was near this restaurant.

When Su Wuzhan followed Cang Jia and his party to find King Cang, he couldn't believe that in such a dark alley, the person who was extremely embarrassed could be King Cang.

He strode forward, and the hand holding King Cang couldn't help shaking, "My lord, my lord..."

King Cang should be forever beautiful, his figure stands up to the sky, supporting the sky of King Cang's mansion and even this country, Su Wuzhen can't imagine that there will be such a day, such a man will fall in this place, so caught off guard , making his heart feel a suffocating pain.

All the way to help King Cang back to the mansion, approaching the main house, but he heard the man who had been leaning his weight on the other man speak hoarsely: "Go to the lake and put this king in the water."

Cang Jia acted according to his words, and after thinking all the way, Su Wuxi who was at the side had already guessed the reason why King Cang looked like this today, and when he heard King Cang's words, he smiled unceremoniously: "Cang Jia His Royal Highness drank so much wine, do you still need to go into the water to calm down?"

"I can't believe that the person who said these words would have that expression when he faced me not long ago." King Cang in the water sneered.

"This is my face, what do I say and do, do I have to make the prince feel comfortable?"

But King Cang didn't answer, watching Su Wuzhen's eyes gradually become unpredictable, facing King Cang who looked so dangerous, Su Wuzhen reflexively took a step back the moment he spoke.

"Su Dacai is so sharp-tongued today, could it be that he is angry?"

Hearing this sentence, Su Wuxi was stunned for a moment, then turned around and left.Cang Jia and his subordinates on the side stared wide-eyed, looking at the prince who was slowly smiling at Mr. Su's back, feeling the chill around him.

Half a quarter of an hour later, King Cang drank the hangover soup in one gulp, the cold water and soup finally cleared his mind, "Where is Su Wuzhen?"

"Study." Cang Jia replied.This courtyard has already issued a release order for Su Wuxuan, so Su Wuxuan can only enter the study.

"Let him go to the bedroom."

When Su Wuzhe came to the dormitory, he happened to meet Cang Wang who had just entered the door, and suddenly stopped uncomfortably.

King Cang turned his head slightly aware of it, with an unclear smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't open his mouth. He walked in and poured tea on his own, without even moving his eyes to the direction of the door.

Su Wuxi, who was standing at the door, watched quietly. To him, the emotion of being angry because Cang Wang described his embarrassment was terribly strange. He clearly knew that in this situation, what he should have was caring rather than embarrassment. angry.

After one cup, King Cang filled the cup of tea in his hand again, and his words made the tea in the cup rippling: "When I was 12 years old, I entered the palace as the emperor's companion, and after that, I was driven by the emperor. Is it the fight for the throne before enthronement, or the stability of the court and the pacification of border gates after enthronement? This king has become the sword in the emperor's hand, and the emperor also has the kindness to this king. We say that we are monarchs and ministers, but we are better than brothers. However, all these , from today onwards, it’s all in vain.”

He put down his teacup heavily, "Tomorrow, I will hand over the remaining military power in my hand, and resign from all real positions, and become an idle king with a different surname."

"Su Wuxuan, do you know what this means?" King Cang looked at Su Wuxuan.

"It means, my lord, you will gradually lose all your power in the court. Moreover, any action of your lord will be suspected by the emperor." Su Wuxi walked quickly and sat on the right side of King Cang.

"Ha, if this king loses power," Cang Wang's words gradually took on a tragic meaning, "I have sung bad faces for so many years, and there are so many political enemies, how can I be kind!"

Su Wuxi held the teacup in his hand and held his breath.After a long time, he opened his lips with difficulty: "The emperor would not be so decisive. On the surface of your meritorious deeds, at least the officials will not let the emperor do this. Besides, in the future, it is difficult to guarantee that the emperor will not use you. "

"In the end, it depends on the emperor's will. This king holds so many state secrets. To put it seriously, even if he kills me, it would not be surprising."

King Cang suddenly smiled, and looked at Su Wuzhen, "Young Master Su, what do you think, this king has turned against me?"

Su Wuzhen shook his hand, and the teacup fell to the ground and shattered. He looked at King Cang in shock, and a layer of cold sweat quickly covered his back.

Unexpectedly, King Cang stood up suddenly.

Blindfolding Su Wuzhen's eyes, his throat rolled up and down, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Su Wuzhen, don't look at me with such eyes, this king has fought for him for so many years. It will be now."

After all, he seemed to be extremely tired, so he used this posture to rest his chin on Su Wuzhen's shoulder.

"This king only hopes that he can stay on the line, so that his distrust is just that he doesn't trust this king's loyalty."

Letting his callused hands block his vision, Su Wuzhen sighed softly: "My lord, don't make such jokes in the future. I will take everything you say seriously."

He put his hand on King Cang's, "The Holy One will not kill them all, he is a wise king, and he will not leave such criticism."