Shuangjiao

As a son of an aristocratic family, Wen Goro is not only well-informed, but also very personable.

For example, he knows many secrets that others don't; for example, when he closes the door, his movements are very soft and silent.

Just like now, Wen Wulang closed the door very intimately, leaving Wen Xueqing and Ling Rou in the room looking at each other.

"Fifth brother!"

Wen Xueqing regretted it at the beginning, Wen Wulang must have misunderstood it!

Confused, Wen Xueqing didn't know whether to stay and continue to win the letter or catch up with Wen Wulang to explain.

As soon as she felt that Wen Xueqing's strength had loosened, Ling Rou took the opportunity to break free.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ling Rou clenched the letter in her hand, and quietly wiped off the cold sweat with the other sleeve.Just now when Wen Xueqing focused all her attention on her body, she was trembling nervously, and even a small layer of bumps appeared on her skin.

Wen Xueqing waved her hand feebly, and cast a sad glance at Ling Rou.

"It's all your fault. Whatever you read, it's just a letter."

"Then I'll see." Ling Rou made a gesture to show the letter.

"Don't, don't, don't..." Wen Xueqing rushed up to grab the letter again, but Ling Rou turned around to hide.

Wen Xueqing was physically and mentally exhausted: "You can change it to me, the five brothers have misunderstood, there is really nothing in it."

"Since there is nothing, why are you still afraid that I will read this letter?"

Wen Xueqing: "..."

She was silent for a moment, turned her head away, leaving a little red earlobe: "Forget it, forget it, you can watch it if you want."

Wen Xueqing stood up, opened the door and walked out.

She was going to explain to Wen Goro.

Obviously came to be a guest, but the host left and only the guest remained.

Lingrou squeezed the letter and suddenly regretted it.

After all, I don't have such a good relationship with Wen Xueqing.To make a strong claim to read the letter is neither polite nor has this position.

Should I read this letter or not?

Has Wen Xueqing been mad at herself?

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"Fifth brother!" Wen Xueqing finally caught up with Wen Wulang.

Glancing at the dense sweat on Wen Xueqing's head, Wen Wulang asked with a smile, "What's the matter, Zhenzhen? You ran so fast."

"I, I..." When Wen Wulang really asked, Wen Xueqing realized that she was out of words.

Not explaining may be acquiescing, but explaining, it seems to cover up.

Wen Wulang flicked his sleeves, still calm and unhurried: "Zhenzhen, Miss Ling hasn't left yet?"

"Yes……"

"Since the guest hasn't left, how can the master leave the guest aside to do his own business?"

"This, this..." Wen Xueqing faltered.

Wen Wulang straightened his face: "Zhenzhen, if you have anything to do, you should wait for the guests to leave. Even if your relationship with Miss Ling is crazy, you can't really treat her as an outsider."

Wen Xueqing was speechless.

"Go back," Wen Goro sighed lowly and shook his head, "I keep saying that I'm getting older, why do I act impulsively like a child?"

Wen Xueqing still refused to leave, and looked at Wen Wulang eagerly.

"Ling Rou and I..."

"I know you guys are messing around." Wen Wulang said helplessly, "I said it just now, but you didn't listen."

Wen Xueqing nodded.

Wen Goro looked at her with her eyes open with a smile, and looked at himself expectantly without blinking, and quickly flicked her head: "What do you think about all day long, that's what I said the other day, You listened to it so stupidly, how could what I said be so simple and easy?"

Wen Xueqing was still dumbfounded: "Huh?"

"Okay, let's go back." Wen Wulang still had other things to do, so he waved him away, "Don't let the young lady of the Ling family wait."

Looking at the back of Wen Xueqing going away, Wen Goro's smiling eyes deepened bit by bit.

"If you weren't guilty, why would you come here to explain..." The voice was submerged in the footsteps and sighs, "Zhenzhen, you haven't noticed these changes yourself."

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In the end Lingrou still didn't read the letter.

After Wen Xueqing left, she put the letter back in its place without squinting until Wen Xueqing came back.

The wooden door squeaked, and Wen Xueqing pushed the door in with the cold wind.

Seeing Lingrou standing quietly aside, Wen Xueqing frowned: "Why don't you sit? What are you doing standing?"

"Wait for you."

"Wait for me?" Wen Xueqing looked around, seeing Lingrou's calm face, she asked aloud, "Did you not read the letter?"

Lingrou shook her head, and saluted suddenly: "I was impulsive and rude just now, I hope Zhenzhen is not to blame."

Wen Xueqing froze, twisting her body uncomfortably.

"...Why are you suddenly so polite?"

"I was wrong just now, I shouldn't have read your letter privately." The shame on Ling Rou's face was not fake.

"Actually, it's nothing..." When Lingrou said this, Wen Xueqing felt that she was being stingy. In fact, there was nothing special in it, just...she praised Lingrou and was teased by Li Junjun.

"Forget it..." Wen Xueqing flung the letter to Lingrou resignedly, "You can read it if you want!"

Wen Xueqing, who was still so persistent just now, softened so much?

Even after taking the letter, Ling Rou still looked at Wen Xueqing uncertainly: "Then I read it?"

"Look, look, there's so much nonsense!"

Wen Xueqing pretended to be impatient, but inside she was already extremely ashamed and annoyed.

"Why is it so stuffy..." She got up and opened the window to breathe, avoiding Ling Rou.

I don't know what Lingrou will think after reading the letter...

Ling Rou read the letter with a blushing face.

She really didn't expect that Wen Xueqing would praise her sincerely.

Praise her for her elegance and virtuousness, her advances and retreats are also gentle and caring.

"You..." Lingrou saw that her mouth was dry, and she was about to say something when she raised her head, but Wen Xueqing disappeared.

Wen Xueqing took a pair of small scissors and was concentrating on pruning a small pine and cypress.

This small cypress is specially bred to be placed on the table and at the head of the bed.

The new year is approaching, pines and cypresses have good meanings, rich and noble people are not short of the money, and they are so fresh, buying some decorations can show their status and look good.

Now, this small green pine and cypress with good meanings may not survive Zhengdan.

Ling Rou watched silently as Wen Xueqing cut the leafy young pines and cypresses into bald heads: "...the pruning is too much for you."

Wen Xueqing put down the scissors, and felt that she cared too much about Lingrou because she had nothing to do, so she picked up another branch and said, "Nothing to do, just play around with it. I have no experience for the first time."

Glancing at the letter in Lingrou's hand, Wen Xueqing acted casually: "After reading the letter, just put it back in the original place."

The Pixiu paperweight on the desk rang softly, Wen Xueqing changed her posture and peeked at Ling Rou from the corner of her eye, and saw her turning around and walking, and then pretended to be concentrating on how to build it.

"Let me do it." Lingrou took the small scissors from Wen Xueqing's hands with dry and warm hands, "If you continue to cut like this, you will have to buy a new pot."

"New ones are new ones, they don't cost much anyway." Wen Xueqing insisted.

Her fingertips touched Ling Rou's tender skin, she withdrew her hand abruptly and couldn't help rubbing her fingertips against each other.

"You look very skilled..."

Lingrou gave a "hmm" and said, "I made some when I was at home."

"I can also arrange flowers." Wen Xueqing tried to save some face.

The lotus flowers are not picked in vain every summer, she also arranges some.

"I know," Ling Rou smiled, and elongated her voice, imitating Wen Xueqing, "Isn't it your first time, you have no experience——"

Wen Xueqing: "..."

While pruning, Lingrou said: "Actually, it's nothing. It's common for the first pruning to be poorly controlled. It's just that I think it's not good to waste it like this. The situation of ordinary people outside is very bad..."

"Not good?" Wen Xueqing didn't go out for many days, so she didn't know about it.

"Yeah," Lingrou looked far away, "it has something to do with you, but the ultimate reason is not you."

The sun is slanting warm, dispelling some of the winter chill.

The two little ladies talked softly, sharing their knowledge and exchanging their opinions, and even the passage of time slowed down.

"Lang Jun," the attendant beside him reminded Wen Wulang in a low voice, "Do you want to go in?"

Shaking his head, Wen Goro closed the door silently: "Let's go, there are still many things to be busy."

His Majesty is busy mourning the passing of the prince, the emperors and grandsons are busy fighting for power, eunuchs and ministers are busy seizing power and exploiting...

Such an almost safe and beautiful day is but a moment.

Wen Wulang turned his head to take a last look at Wen Xueqing's room, and clenched the paperwork in his hand.

From Linzhou to Luoyang, he knew that the road ahead would be bumpy and difficult, but he also wanted to fight for a place by himself.

However, what if it is all in vain to stand still?

This dynasty is already exhausted and gasping for breath, and everyone is enduring it, just waiting for the sound of a horn to change their appearance again.

"The battle with the Huns in Weidi should be almost over." Wen Wulang looked towards the northern sky, and loosened his shoulders that had been overworked for a long time. "I think His Majesty really wants to rest. I really want to rest... ..."

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Every year on Zhengdan, the emperor will meet his ministers.If it is a permanent court, there will not be many courtiers who will come to participate in the court meeting, as long as they can discuss and make decisions normally.Only in the Yuan Dynasty, the chiefs of states, counties, princes, kings and grandchildren all had to enter the palace for the court meeting, and the main gate of the palace would be fully opened for the officials to enter the palace.When the dynasty was prosperous, other small dependent countries would also send envoys to show the demeanor of a big country.

And now...

Liu Xiancong pinched the statistics sent up below, furious: "If Wei Miao doesn't come, how dare King Zhao not come? Could it be that the banditry in the south is caused by leeks, and there will be another one after another?"

The reporting officer hung his head, taking his wrath.

This Zhengdan Dynasty, not only many princes and kings will not come, but also some prefects and counties will not come.

For example, the Wen family in Linzhou, who had always firmly supported the emperor, even directly said that Wen Wulang, who had been in Luoyang, could represent Linzhou.

"Young nephew don't need to get excited," Li Wang, who had been silent at the side, finally said, "If Linzhou Wen's family doesn't come, it might be because of something."

Liu Xiancong's face suddenly became more ugly.

Princess Lekang didn't look so pretty when she left, and she had always planned to marry Wen Xueqing to him, but she just silently and perfunctorily let it go.

He is still in the period of filial piety and cannot marry a wife, but the Wen family still wants to embarrass him.

As we all know, His Majesty is too sad to work hard, and every time he faces the prince and his son, he will miss the prince's kindness.

Therefore, Liu Xiancong, who is the son of the prince, began to move towards the center of power step by step.

King Li was in the capital, so he was most sensitive to this point.

A lot of power was withdrawn, either in the hands of Liu Xiancong, or in the hands of the inner prisoner.As a vassal king, he has great ambitions, but he can only shake his head helplessly watching the people starving to death at the door.

He also wants to do something.

"We'd better let the Wei land cease fighting first." King Li said to his advisers, "Let the troops cease at Zhengdan and negotiate a peace."

If the fight continues, the entire dynasty will not be able to afford it. Besides, after fighting for so long, the two sides are still evenly matched and have no record to boast about. Such a stalemate will be a torment for both sides.

Counselors responded, raised their sleeves, studied ink and drafted documents.

King Li: "By the way, do you know how the prince of Wei returned to Wei?"

Wei Su suddenly said that he wanted to go back, saying that the battle over there was stalemate, and he needed to go back and preside over it so as to end the war as soon as possible.

The counselor shook his head. Although Wei Su, the son of Prince Wei, said to cooperate with them, he didn't discuss everything with them.

King Li just asked casually, how did Wei Su leave Luoyang, he didn't take it to heart, he just thought he was well prepared.

"After the war is over, Wei Su has to go back to Luoyang. Let's talk to him about this first, and then we have to give a reason to pass. Everyone will look good." Li Wang ordered the counselor to add all these.

Even if he knew that Wei Su had returned to the Wei land privately, for the sake of the dignity of the emperor, he still had to do his best.