Seiwa

Resisting temptation is not so easy.

Without a tenacious will and an indomitable spirit, it is impossible to do it at all.

Meng Qinghe resisted the temptation while pinching his nose, submerged in the water from the neck down.

During the whole process, I couldn't keep my eyes straight, and I tried not to let my eyes squint.

Helpless, Lord Shen's sense of existence is really too strong, with thick eyebrows and straight nose, broad shoulders and narrow waist, black hair and black eyes... Even if you want to pretend to be temporarily blind.

The appearance is charming, and the figure is even more charming.

Meng Qinghe raised his head, only to feel that there was a hammer held on his forehead, hitting it again and again, his head swelled and buzzed.

His sanity was on the verge of collapse, and there was only one thought left, to pounce or pounce?

If it wasn't for waking up at the last second, Peony's death might have happened in reality.

Meng Qinghe pinched his nose and turned his head with difficulty.Throwing the cloth towel on his face forcefully, he gritted his teeth secretly, saying that to observe etiquette should be thrown into the corner and kicked into pieces, and the world would be a better place.

Just as he was depressed, a warm touch suddenly hit his shoulder.

Click.

Meng Shierang could almost hear the sound of "persistence" breaking.

After finally persevering until now, is it going to fall short?

Stiffly turning his head to the side, staring at the slender hand, his voice trembled a little, "Hou...Master?"

If the hand is not retracted, the consequences will be serious, he promised.

Shen Xuan smiled lightly, the smile lingering in the heat, "Is Twelve Lang dizzy?"

Meng Qinghe shook his head, "No..."

"Not dizzy?" His fingers moved away from his shoulders, and he pulled up a strand of hair that was wet with water, "I'll wipe Shishiro's back. How about it?"

"..."

Meng Qinghe's heart skipped a beat, and he really wanted to cry.

Such an ordinary word, uttered from the mouth of Lord Shen, why did it make him think about it?

Sure enough, his thoughts were too impure?

Shen Xuan tilted his head, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Twelve Lang?"

"I feel dizzy."

Meng Qinghe propped his head up and held Shen Xuan's wrist with the other.

Push away?A bit reluctant, the touch is too good.

My mind roared again, no, hold on, I have finished the 99 steps, and I will take the last step back, I am determined not to do it!

"Dizziness?" Shen Xuan moved closer, with black eyes and bright red lips, his tone became more and more low, "Just now Twelve Lang said, I'm not dizzy."

"I wasn't dizzy just now, but now I'm dizzy."

Facing such a person in front of me, I am not dizzy or dizzy.

Shen Houye said he would keep the etiquette, so he really didn't act out of line.But his every move is crushing Meng Qinghe's rationality, if he doesn't pay attention, he will fall completely.

Meng Qinghe pinched himself, and his feverish brain finally cooled down a bit.

He raised his head and looked into Shen Xuan's eyes probing.

As a result, my head started to dizzy again.

Turn your head and cover your face.

Fortunately no nosebleed.

Seemingly thinking that Meng Qinghe's reaction was very interesting, Shen Xuan leaned back, leaning against the barrel wall, curled the corners of his mouth, softened his eyebrows and eyes, and was in an unusually good mood.

Do a good job of psychological training, turn your head, take a look, Meng Qinghe covered his face again, this is really not something ordinary people can resist.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Qinghe stood up resolutely, leaving the source of trouble is the best policy.

The man can bend and stretch!

Have no guts?He's not a hero anyway.

A few low laughs came from behind.

Meng Qinghe paused as he tied his belt, gritted his teeth, and resolutely refused to look back.

Pushing open the door, he almost ran away.

Inappropriate, but absolutely true.

With his chin resting on his forearm, Shen Xuan laughed more wantonly, with pure joy in his laughter.

If Meng Qinghe hadn't been in a hurry, if he had a little more curiosity, as long as he looked back, [-]% would throw away his reason again and fly back like flying.

We should lament Meng Shierang's firm will and commendable spirit.

Although there will be such a trace of regret, in the end I still hold on!

Putting on casual clothes, he picked up the still hot ginger soup and drank it down in one gulp.

Putting down the porcelain bowl, Meng Qinghe wiped his mouth vigorously.Faced with such sugar-coated bullets, he can stand firm and never waver. What else can defeat him in the future?Absolutely not!

Shen Xuan leaned against the door, looked at Meng Qinghe who was full of pride, couldn't hold back, and smiled again.

Her half-dry black hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was only tied with a loose ribbon. She wore a blue uniform without a belt.

It is rare to see Shen Xuan looking so lazy, his deep laughter brushed his heart like a feather, almost making Meng Qinghe fail again.

Shen Houye's personality is difficult to figure out, in private, especially when alone with Meng Qinghe, he often has a smile on his face, showing nobility and elegance, seemingly quite harmless.

Once he puts his face on his face and turns back into the God of Killing that everyone calls, his whole body will be filled with evil spirits, and even soldiers who dare to slash at the Tartars will feel terrified and their scalps will go numb.

Meng Qinghe is one of the very few brave men who will not be frightened by Shen Xuan's cold face.

In fact, he was also afraid, and when Shen Xuan's deep eyes stared at him, he would feel chills on his back.But he didn't know when it started, he was no longer afraid of Shen Xuan, and looked at each other for a long while, his face remained the same, except that the roots of his ears would turn red habitually.

The soldiers admired Uncle Meng's bravery.Meng Qinghe's "True Man" name was widely circulated together with Shen Xuan's nickname of Killing God.

Zhu Gaosui also sighed about this, Meng Twelve Lang pretended to be modest, and only said that His Highness was absurd, Shen Hou seemed cold-blooded, but in fact he was very approachable.

Hearing this explanation, Zhu Gaosui was speechless, looking at Meng Qinghe as if he was looking at an alien visitor.

Meng Shierang resisted the pressure and gave full play to his acting skills, saying that what he said was true!Anyway, if Zhu Gaosui was killed, he would not personally seek evidence of Shen Xuan's "approachability".

If not, tell the truth, Daoming that everything is the power of love?

Not to mention whether Zhu Gaosui thought he was crazy, Meng Qing and himself would have goose bumps all over their bodies.

Although there were rumors in the capital, the Marquis of Dingyuan had a very close relationship with Uncle Xingning, they would climb the willow branches on the moon at every turn, and after dusk, they would climb the wall almost every night.The truth is not far off.But often the more the truth, the less people will believe it.

The most notable example, Emperor Yongle.

Shen Xuan told the truth several times, Zhu Di always firmly believed that the answer in his heart was the truth of everything.

Shen Xuan was also very helpless about this.

As Zhu Di's son, will Zhu Gaosui believe in Meng Qinghe's unspoken truth?Very unlikely.

Zhu Gaosui didn't believe it, but it didn't mean that Meng Qinghe's words wouldn't spread.

Soon, the story of "Killing God Dingyuan Hou is actually approachable" became a new legend in northern Xinjiang.

The frontier army would occasionally waver, and the grassland tribes who had been bullied by Shen Xuan firmly did not believe it.

"This is a conspiracy, it must be a conspiracy!"

Killing God will be approachable?

Is it true that the warriors of the grassland can only harness horses and fight without using their brains?

When he learned that this "Northern Xinjiang Myth" was guarded by Daning, and that Meng Qinghe, Boss of Xingning, spread the word, a "treacherous" stamp was severely stamped on Meng Twelve Lang's head.

Touching the forehead covered with a red mark, Meng Qinghe was very puzzled.It's true that he didn't tell the truth, but it can't be compared with treachery, right?

I can't figure it out, but the treacherous name guarded by Daning has also spread on the grassland, and it has become more and more widespread, and there is even a tendency to "demonize".Later, even the Tatar Khan Guilichi and the Wara leader Mahamu heard about it.

Meng Twelve Lang had to lament that the spiritual and cultural life of the ancient people was really not rich, and such unreliable rumors have such great power.

Said he was treacherous, cunning and scheming?Completely divorced from the facts, it is a rumor!

Out of touch?Anyone who has had contact with Xingning Bo, especially those who have been deceived by him, has reservations about this.

After Meng Qinghe drank the ginger soup, Shen Xuan threw him on the bed, wrapped him in a quilt, and embraced him.

The name is: keep warm.

The sound of rain hitting the stone bricks is like a lullaby.

Meng Qinghe was wrapped in the familiar Lengxiang, and soon felt drowsy. He couldn't help yawning, his eyes were half closed, and he fell asleep.

After the emperor decided to march north and assigned the task of raising food, Meng Qinghe couldn't sleep peacefully.

Now that my whole body is relaxed, I can't help but yawn one after another.

"tired?"

"kindness."

Meng Qinghe rubbed the silky cloth, feeling drowsy, thinking about the military rations.

"... 20 shi, but you can still make up... 30 shi, it really won't work."

"20 shi?" Shen Xuan patted Meng Qinghe's back, "Is there so much grain in Daning?"

"Ah." Being hugged and patted by Shen Xuan, Meng Qinghe really couldn't open his eyes, "Wheat, buckwheat, and other grains are barely enough. You can also exchange some from the merchants in the village. There are a lot of furs in the Daning warehouse..."

Shen Xuan didn't intervene, and quietly listened to Meng Qinghe's nonsense statement, and listened to the various ways he had come up with to raise food, and at the end of hearing it, he understood that Meng Qinghe had tried his best.If it were anyone, even myself, it might not be able to do as well as him.

"If you don't make it all together, you will bear the fate of the emperor."

Meng Qinghe closed his eyes. In that case, shouldn't he plead guilty first and strive for leniency?

Shen Xuan didn't answer the words, there was no sound of speaking, only the patter of rain became the only note beating in the air.

After a long time, Shen Xuan combed Meng Qinghe's hair, and her lips fell between his hair.

"Write what you said as a memorial and submit it to the emperor."

Meng Qing and Yi Jiling were half asleep.

"Tomorrow, I will meet His Majesty with you." Shen Xuan supported Meng Qinghe by the back of his neck, and met his eyes, "Son of Heaven, Shengming, telling the truth is the best solution."

"be honest?"

"Of course."

"There is no other way?"

"Can Daning get the food together?"

"I can't, but..." Wouldn't it be dragged into the water to meet with him?

"The matter of the twelfth man is the matter of Xuan." Shen Xuan smiled lightly, pressing against Meng Qinghe's forehead, "Just follow Xuan's words."

Meng Qinghe's ears suddenly turned red.

Shen Xuan pinched Meng Qinghe's earlobe, smiled deeper, turned his head, and kissed Meng Qinghe's lips.

Outside the window, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, forming a transparent rain curtain between the sky and the earth.

The rolling thunder and golden-red lightning that occasionally shake the sky become the only embellishments in the monotonous colors.

In Yan Wang's mansion, Zhu Gaosui stood in front of Zhu Di, bowing his head and admitting his mistake.

Zhu Gaoxu stood with him and could not speak out to help, at least he would help his younger brother block a few times when his father was angry and wanted to whip him.

Zhu Di had no expression on his face, and knocked on the table again and again, showing no sign of anger.

If Empress Xu was here, she would probably be able to tell Zhu Di's current mood.The key is that Empress Xu is not around, so Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui can only stand upright and stand in front of their father to admit their mistakes.

"Father, it's my son's fault." Zhu Gaosui said, "My son deliberately exaggerated for the sake of showing meritorious service, so please forgive me. But Daning really doesn't have that much food, please don't blame Xing Ningbo and Da Ning. Commander Ningdu."

Zhu Di did not speak.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that Zhu Gaosui almost choked the rest of his words.But thinking of all the things in Daning City, he still said: "Father, it's my minister who is very happy, and has nothing to do with others, please forgive me!"

Zhu Gaosui got his bare stick and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Zhu Di still didn't speak.

Zhu Gaosui was at a loss, and Zhu Gaoxu said: "Father, although the third brother's words and deeds are impatient, the intention is not for himself. Moreover, Daning has indeed made real achievements in farming. My son is in Kaipingwei. When I heard that Daning's governor reclaimed wasteland and improved farm tools, In addition to planting grain and wheat, corn and buckwheat are also planted everywhere. Commercial villages are also encouraged to raise livestock, and frontier soldiers stick to household woodcutters to hunt, fish and hunt, and exchange fur and fur for good seeds. In a few months, the wasteland reclaimed by Daning City has been returned to the army and civilians. Surpassing the guards of Liaodong."

Seeing that Zhu Di's expression had eased, Zhu Gaoxu continued his efforts and kicked Zhu Gaosui without a trace. He is here to help, and the Lord must not keep silent!

Zhu Gaosui is a clever man, and when he saw the situation, he immediately answered the words: "I don't want to hide it from my father, my ministers have tasted the words of Tongxing Ningbo. In Daning today, 10,000+ shi grains should be able to be raised, 20 shi is also possible, but 30 shi Shi, there are indeed too many. If the army rations are not raised in time, the crime is still to come, and delaying the army is the crime of the minister!"

"Father, my son, please punish Father!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Gaosui's eyes turned red, and his regret was undoubtedly revealed.

Zhu Di finally said, "Get up."

"Father?"

"I won't blame you."

"Then Xingningbo?"

Zhu Di stared, Zhu Gaosui and Zhu Gaoxu shivered at the same time.

"Five days later, I will go to Daning personally. As the two of you said, Uncle Xingning is not only innocent, but has merit."

"Father?"

Zhu Di snorted angrily, "I ordered the raising of military rations, when can I say the limit?"

Maybe not.

"I said to conquer the desert, but when can I send troops?"

It seems ... not.

Staring at the two sons who were still in the fog, Zhu Di's hands were itchy, and he subconsciously touched his waist, obviously wanting to use the whip again.

It's better for Zhu Gaoxu to react quickly, "Father said so, does it mean that he doesn't want to go to the north in the near future?"

Zhu Gaosui patted slowly, but he also thought of this.

The two brothers looked at Dad together. Is that what they mean?

"Zhanshu said: Venus comes out of Subaru north, the northern army wins, Subaru south, the southern army wins." Zhu Di said with his hands behind his back, "I look up at the sky, Venus comes out of Subaru north and our army is in the south, so we should be careful."

Zhu Gaoxu & Zhu Gaosui: "..."

"In the past, when peace was difficult, fireballs fell from the sky, which was a good omen. There was a strong wind for ten days, and our army won. Now there are astrological omens, let alone ignore them."

Zhu Gaoxu & Zhu Gaosui: "..."

Dad is serious?

Or is it an external excuse?

Although the superstition of heavenly signs is not very reliable, but the old man said so, no matter how unreliable, he must believe it.

It doesn't matter if the old man had a whim or planned it in advance, in short, Zhu Gaosui is also willing to agree to the smooth resolution of the matter of raising military rations without making Xing Ningbo guilty.

As for Zhu Gaoxu, he firmly believes in what his father said, and walks in his footsteps. His banner is above everything else!

The two brothers looked at each other and said in unison: "Father Huang Shengming."

After the two brothers retired, Zhu Di summoned Zheng He and ordered him to go to Meng Qinghe to convey the oral order, "I know that he is dedicated to serving the country and raising military rations. I can do my best. In addition, I will go to Daning soon and order him to follow along." drive."

"The slaves obey the order."

Zheng He bowed and saluted, called Hou Xian to change his guard, put on his coir raincoat and rain hat, and delivered oral instructions to Uncle Xingning.

Walking through the verandah, I ran into Captain Jinyi, who was patrolling in the evening, and Yang Duo, who was going to the emperor to report information on the Tartars. Zheng He nodded, not seeing much enthusiasm.

Yang Duo clasped his fists with a smile, "Eunuch Zheng is polite, but he left the house?"

Zheng He said: "Our family will go to Xingningbo to deliver the emperor's oral order."

"Eunuch Zheng wants to find Uncle Xing, he can go to the mansion of Marquis Dingyuan."

"How did Commander Yang know?"

Yang Duo said with a smile: "I met outside the palace. I have an old relationship with Uncle Xing Ning, and we chatted a few words, and this is what I said. It rained heavily, so my father-in-law might have to take a detour in the rain, so I only reminded him, and there was no other intention."

Zheng He looked at Yang Duo, who remained indifferent.

"So, our family thanked Commander Yang."

"Don't dare."

Clasping fists and nodding, Zheng He's servants brushed past Captain Jinyi.

The smile on Yang Duo's face gradually faded, and he walked through the verandah all the way to Chengyun Hall, untied his saber, entered the hall after being notified, bowed down, and said: "Minister Yang Duo, pay homage to Your Majesty."

In Shen Xuan's mansion, Zheng He conveyed the emperor's oral order to Meng Qinghe, saying that the emperor would not be responsible for raising the army rations, and would move to Daning in five days.

"At that time, both Marquis Dingyuan and Uncle Xingning will accompany you."

"The minister leads the order."

The big stone in his heart fell to the ground, Meng Qinghe couldn't help but wonder who helped him speak in front of the emperor while relaxing.

If it wasn't Shen Xuan, who else could it be?

"It was King Zhao and King Han who begged for the Son of Heaven."

Zheng He told the truth, and also reminded Meng Qinghe that he might not be able to repay the favor he owed these two.

Meng Qinghe thanked Zheng He and decided to ask to see the emperor tomorrow as planned.

One is to thank you, and the other is to express your opinion.

The king of Han and the king of Zhao spoke for him, but he couldn't let go immediately, so he could sit back and relax.Only with a correct attitude can Zhu Di's favorability be improved again.

What's more, the emperor wants to move to Daning, and he can have a bottom line after a few explorations.

Sending Zheng He away, Meng Qinghe told Shen Xuan his thoughts, Shen Xuan nodded and said: "Tomorrow, I will meet the emperor with you."

Meng Qinghe did not refuse.

With Marquis Shen present, he has more confidence in his heart.

It rained heavily all night.

The next day, the sky cleared.

Meng Qinghe and Shen Xuan entered the Yan Palace to ask to see the Son of Heaven.

Zhu Di was a bit late for breakfast, and after the servant reported, he asked the two of them to answer in the warm pavilion.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui sat next to Zhu Di. The father and son held two thick pancakes with salted duck eggs and pickles in their hands. The big bowl in front of them was steaming rice porridge. It is fragrant.

Shen Xuan got used to it. Before Shen Liang was confiscated, he had dinner with Zhu Yuanzhang.When I arrived in Peiping, I was often called to my side by Zhu Di.

It is good to observe the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers, but he is no stranger to the scene in front of him.

"Has Xuan'er eaten? I haven't used it, let's use it together."

Shen Xuan was not polite, after thanking him, he took the bowl of porridge from the waiter, and it was half a bowl in one bite.

"Bo Xingning also uses some."

The Son of Heaven has his destiny, so Meng Twelve Lang naturally did not dare to be polite.

It took less than half an hour for a breakfast.

Meng Qinghe kept his identity in mind at all times, holding the porridge bowl and counting the rice grains.

Zhu Di's father and son are bold and generous in eating, and the noodles piled up in piles can be bottomed out in an instant.

Meng Qinghe saw the "ordinary" side of Emperor Yongle once again.Even after eating elbows with the first family, he still felt novelty seeing such a scene.

The bowls and plates were removed, tea was served, and Meng Qinghe took out the memorial and presented it.

Beiping set up the administrative department, but there was no branch of the general administration, and the memorials were directly submitted to the emperor, which basically made sense.

"Admiral Wen Sheng has moved to Daning, and hereby urgently report to His Majesty."

The memorabilia was written by Meng Qinghe and polished by Shen Xuan. It listed Daning's farmland, land reclamation, acquisition of border people, and improvement of tools.It is also more feasible to attach the item of opening a mutual market, combined with the experience of Meng Qing and stationed in Daning.

After the memorial, the amount of military rations that Daning City can currently raise is attached, which is not much different from what Zhu Gaosui told Zhu Di.

"Your Majesty Long En, don't offend the foolish officials. The foolish officials are not enough to repay in case. We can only do our best to defend the northern border with the subordinates, to cultivate fields and open up wasteland, and to use Fengbian army."

"Aiqing, please get up."

When this title was spoken, everyone except Zhu Di was taken aback.

Those who can be called Aiqing by Zhu Di are either confidantes, such as Zhu Neng.Or it must be unlucky, such as Xie Jin.

Meng Qinghe secretly considered which one he belonged to.

Judging from the current situation, no matter what, it won't be the same as reconciling a great talent, right?