Rui Hegui

It's late at night, and the capital of Shangyuan Festival is still brightly lit, as bright as day.

Bandit Chu originally planned to send Zhao Liangyue back, but when he was halfway there, officials from the Ministry of Punishment hurried over, which was related to the previous dossier of the Hua family.

This time, there was really something important to deal with, so bandit Chu asked two patrolling Jin Luan guards to send Zhao Liangyue off, and he and the officials rushed to the government office in the north of the city.

Today's Jinluanwei is run by cronies trained before Xingshuo, and Xuefangyuan secretly built a Gyeonggi spy network, allowing Xuefangyuan to have more spare power to expand the spy lines in the north, southwest and south of the Yangtze River. With the decentralization of power, Jin Luanwei is already a hot existence among the twelve guards, and the limelight is in full swing.

For them, this is a good thing, but also a bad thing.

Fortunately, they can further consolidate the power in their hands and gain a better foothold in the turbulent court situation, so as to fulfill their long-cherished wish of their family and country.

The bad thing is that they are too popular. They have already begun to separate from Ji Jiajun, the prince and his son, so they are destined to be more suspicious and suppressed. Coupled with Ye Yuan's secret activities, it is impossible to guarantee that one day they will be like the Fan Jiajun back then. facing each other.

Zhao Liangyue looked at the two Hou Li's Jin Luanwei, and said, "Go back to the south of the city directly."

Zhao Liangyue walked very slowly. Hearing the laughter of the people around him, and seeing the crowds surrounded by bright lights, he couldn't help feeling a bit of sadness in his heart.

Not for oneself, but for the people.

They are ordinary and fragile, industrious and beautiful. Most people want three meals a day for a family, and their children and grandchildren are safe and well.

"Master Zhao, it seems that Lord Xiang and General Han are over there."

Jin Luanwei's words pulled Zhao Liangyue back from his thoughts, Zhao Liangyue looked up, and at the bridgehead not far away, under the smoked willows, were indeed Xiang Mian and Han Ting who were setting off river lanterns together.

Zhao Liangyue waved Jin Luanwei away and walked towards the bridge by himself.

That bridgehead is relatively hidden, usually few people come to it, except for Xiang Mian and Han Ting, there is no one else.

Halfway through, Zhao Liangyue stopped abruptly.

Seeing that the two got up after setting off the river lantern, Xiang Mian pulled Han Ting into the willow shadow, embraced him, then bowed his head and kissed Han Ting.

The two are like all lovers of men and women in this world, leaning on each other, and they only have each other in their eyes at this moment.

Zhao Liangyue was dumbfounded, shocked in his heart, only felt that it was too sudden.

But is it really sudden?

Thinking back on those fragmentary bits and pieces in the past, in fact, the answer has always been there, but it's just covered in a layer of fog, making it hard to see clearly.

Zhao Liangyue withdrew his gaze, turned and left.

For some reason, Zhao Liangyue thought of Bandit Chu.

That senior brother who has been bound to his own destiny since he came to Beijing has taken him out of danger countless times, taking care of him all the time, even willing to sacrifice his life for his own safety.

As for himself, he also approached him unknowingly and involuntarily, always wanting to know more about him, no matter in the past, present or future, he has already put this brother who was picked up for nothing in his heart very important.

How important is it?

Zhao Liangyue thought of Youbai, but Chu Bandit and Youbai were completely different.

Zhao Liangyue completely lost sleep.

The next day, when Youbai opened the window and entered the room as usual to wake Zhao Liangyue up, he happened to run into the face of his son who had opened his eyes all night.

Youbai looked at the faint black circles in Zhao Liangyue's eyes, and said in shock: "My lord, you were possessed by a ghost last night?"

Zhao Liangyue raised his hand to give Youbai a forehead, bent down and picked up Ah Bai who was leaning over to rub against him, washed his face with one hand with a gloomy face, and turned around to ask Youbai: "Where is my official uniform?"

"Here, Uncle Song made a special effort to fix it yesterday." Youbai said as he ran out and brought in the two official uniforms.

Zhao Liangyue looked at the two official uniforms stacked together perfectly, coughed lightly, and asked, "Did you send senior brother's official uniform back to his house?"

Youbai asked suspiciously: "Uncle Song is here, isn't it just a good time to tidy up?"

Zhao Liangyue didn't say anything else, and went to take his official uniform from underneath and put it on.

Uncle Song came in from the outside and said, "General Han is here, saying he wants to say goodbye to the young master."

Zhao Liangyue fastened the jade belt, thinking that Han Ting was indeed leaving the capital for a few days, but it was a bit early to leave today, so he asked casually, "Did Master Xiang come too?"

Uncle Song: "Master guessed right, and it looks like both of them will leave Beijing today."

Zhao Liangyue paused, recalling the scene he saw last night, feeling a little embarrassed, not knowing how to face the two of them.

Zhao Liangyue paced back and forth in the room, frowning and thinking hard about what to do, and finally decided to pretend not to know.

After Zhao Liangyue made up his mind, he slowly walked out of the door and hall, looked up and saw Xiang Mian and Han Ting who were drinking tea under the pavilion in the courtyard.

Xiang Mian teased with a smile: "Brother Zhao is so ink-stained today? Those who don't know think that the eldest girl is married."

Coincidentally, bandit Chu appeared at the door, and when Zhao Liangyue inadvertently turned his head, his eyes met him.

Zhao Liangyue: "..." I've never been so embarrassed.

Zhao Liangyue turned around in a panic, clenched his fist and coughed a few times to cover it up.

"Brother Zhao, does your throat feel uncomfortable?" Han Ting asked worriedly, picked up the tea beside his hand to pass to Zhao Liangyue, then suddenly remembered something, put it back, and said, "Sorry, I forgot just now Mian Zhi drank it."

It was obviously Han Ting's tea, but Xiang Mian had drunk it before. In other words, the two probably drank the same cup of tea, and they still used the same side of the tea bowl.

Zhao Liangyue: "..." I really want to go to court to discuss matters early.

"Xi Lin, did you not sleep well?"

Bandit Chu came over, and also bent down to look at Zhao Liangyue worriedly, but Zhao Liangyue quickly took two steps back, moving away from Bandit Chu.

Bandit Chu: "?"

Zhao Liangyue raised his hand and lightly touched the tip of his nose, explaining: "I've caught the wind and cold, I'm afraid it will infect you."

Hearing this, Bandit Chu frowned, and instead took a step forward, cleverly blocking Zhao Liangyue between himself and the pillar, looked up and down and checked Zhao Liangyue, and was relieved when he was sure he was fine. famous.

Zhao Liangyue deliberately lowered his head, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of something, or avoiding something.

Are you afraid of yourself?

Chu Bandit was taken aback, and turned to look at Xiang Mian and Han Ting.

Chu Bandit noticed the matter of Xiang Mian and Han Ting a long time ago, but he didn't say anything.Although Chu Bandit thought that he hid his thoughts about Zhao Liangyue quite deeply, but there are some things that people who have a common experience, such as Xiang Mian and Han Ting, would tell Zhao Liangyue if they could see some of them.

Xiang Mian saw that Chu Shangshu's eyes were dangerous, and he knew it in his heart. He quickly nodded to him, pointed at Zhao Liangyue and shook his head again, expressing that they understood everything, but they didn't say anything.

"Brother." Zhao Liangyue spoke first, without raising his head, and said, "Your official uniform is inside, you go and change it, and you have to go to court."

Bandit Chu glanced at Zhao Liangyue, nodded, and Uncle Song led the way to the house.

Han Ting came over and asked, "Brother Zhao, what happened? Your complexion is really not very good, but you don't look sick."

On the tip of Zhao Liangyue's nose there was still the faint scent of ink that Chu Bandit had approached just now, he took a few breaths before shaking his head and said: "It's okay, it's just that I didn't sleep well because of the cold."

Han Ting said, "Brother Zhao should take care of himself in this troubled time."

"Brother Han's advice, I will remember." Zhao Liangyue glanced at Han Ting's strong clothes, hesitated for a while, and asked, "When will you come back next time?"

Han Ting pursed his lips and smiled, "Not necessarily, look at my father."

As the general guarding the city of Puyang, Han Ting returned to Beijing regularly to report on his duties. Zhao Liangyue could understand the middle of his words - if something happened to Han Wenyun, Han Ting, who was a child of the Han family, would definitely be escorted back to Beijing.

In fact, ever since Zhao Liangyue became an official, Han Ting seldom mentioned family matters to him. Recently, when discussing important matters with Xiao Rong, he learned from his mouth that Han Wenyun may not allow Han Ting to enter the mansion during the Chinese New Year. People take them home to watch the year together.

"Brother Zhao, don't frown so deeply." Han Ting still smiled, took a token from his waist and handed it to Zhao Liangyue, and said, "I came to Brother Zhao, first to say goodbye, and second, to pass this order Here you go."

The more Zhao Liang looked at the token, he knew it was a private order from the Han family.

Zhao Liangyue didn't answer, and said: "When you finally want to go back to Beijing, you can stay by your side."

"No, I don't need it when I come back." Han Ting handed the token to Zhao Liangyue, and said, "Da Xu has internal and external troubles now, and the prosperity of the capital is just a layer of paper that can be torn apart unless the imperial court orders , I will always guard Puyang, and I will never dare to leave my post without authorization."

Zhao Liangyue held the token that was still warm in his hand, looked at the calm smile on Han Ting's face, wanted to say something, but always felt that the words did not express the meaning.

Hubu Zuo Shilang, who can fight against the Confucian scholars in court, is ultimately at a loss in the face of life and death in the world.

Han Ting took a step back, cupped his fists towards Zhao Liangyue, and said loudly: "If one day Brother Zhao needs to swing a knife at me for the sake of the common people, please remember not to hesitate. I, Han Ting, will regard death as my home!"

After saying that, Han Ting and Xiang Mian clasped their fists at Zhao Liangyue and walked out side by side.

Just when the aura of fairness was turning around, the sky was shining on the two of them for the first time, and Zhao Liangyue seemed to have seen a certain day in the past, which was also such a good weather, and the two teenagers fought and chased away.

It wasn't until the horse neighed outside that Zhao Liangyue came back to his senses, and clearly understood that the two friends were about to leave and their return date was uncertain.

Zhao Liangyue realized later and ran out of the courtyard gate, but outside there was only a lonely tethering post.

Jing Mo was sitting on the shaft of the carriage and staring at Youbai on the wall. Seeing Zhao Liangyue running out in a hurry, he jumped off the carriage and asked, "Master Zhao, what happened?"

Zhao Liangyue looked at the long street and asked, "Did they leave just now?"

"They?" Jing Mo was puzzled for a moment, then he understood, and said, "Master Zhao is referring to General Han and Lord Xiang. They just left, and you and I are on the same page, but there is still something to explain? I'll catch up with them. "

Zhao Liangyue was silent, shook his head, and said, "No, there is nothing to explain."