【Maple Cherry】

Since ancient times, the king has been suspicious, and his loyal ministers have laid down blood.

In the morning breeze, Wuyi calmly drank tea on the carriage, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards the tower, his eyes were full of smiles.

"It's really not easy. These five big and three thick men in the army are no better than courtiers. How did he subdue these people in such a short period of time?" Fuying sighed, "I said there is no injury, so you don't want to say anything Huh? Where's the person?" Fuying turned her head and found that Chu Wushang was no longer on the tower.

Fengxiu smiled and reached out to hold Fu Ying's hand, "He's going down, here." The gate of the city below was wide open, and Chu Wushang, in white robe and silver armor, rode out of the city on horseback.

Wuyi looked up and saw Chu Wushang coming out of the city on horseback, put down the teacup in his hand and stood up, until each of them walked up to the carriage he was riding in, Wuyi took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over , he stood on the carriage, much taller than Wu Wushang on the horse, and just passed the letter looking up and down, "You said, if I wake up and still want to see you, I will send you a letter. Letter, I have written it."

Wu Wushang looked up at the letter in Wuyi's hand, looked at his thin hand, and suddenly raised his hand, he didn't take the letter, but took Wuyi's hand and pulled him off the carriage , Wuyi's center of gravity was unsteady and he fell down in shock, but was firmly picked up by Shu Wushang on his horse. When he was still in shock, he raised his head and before he had time to speak, he was embraced by the person in front of him and kissed his lips fiercely.

Wuyi opened his eyes wide, and Shu Wushang's disheveled hair fell on his face, and seeing him close his eyes tightly, there seemed to be a little moisture on his eyelashes.Wuyi sighed slightly in his heart, his mouth and nose were filled with the unique smell of Chu Wushang, like the coldness of the first snowfall.He stretched out his hand to stroke the hair without injury, letting go of his almost crazy behavior.

"No way... in front of the three armies..." Fuying stood on the tower and looked at her face flushed. When he turned around and saw Fengxiu approaching, he couldn't help being surprised, "What are you doing? Let me tell you, what do you want?" How dare I kill you like this in public! Hey, hey?" He didn't expect Fengxiu to walk in front of him, bent down and hugged him directly, and carried him on his shoulders, "let go of me, what are you doing?"

"Not in public, go back to the room." Fengxiu snorted, and before Fuying could react with force to resist, she quickly raised her hand to seal several big acupuncture points on Fuying's body.

"Hey Fengxiu, put me down, face! There are so many things that the two armies have not done here, can you think of something else? Fengxiu... Fengxiu!!!" Fengxiu carried Fuying all the way from Going up and down from the gate tower, he waved his hand at the brilliant degenerate who had just followed Chu Wushang into the city, "I'll remind you later, it's almost enough for the public, I'll leave the messy things here to you."

Brilliant Fall into the World doesn't know Fengxiu at all, but seeing that he is carrying the Marquis of Triumph, and the latter looks completely powerless to resist, he admires Fengxiu from the bottom of his heart, and hastily agreed to let Fengxiu carry him away up.

The world is initially settled, and the remnants of all parties gradually subside. When the autumn wind gradually rises, the new emperor ascends the throne, and everything is waiting for prosperity.

One day, one month after the new emperor ascended the throne, Fu Ying sat alone in a tavern in the capital and was lost in thought on the street outside the window. Xiao Er brought four plates of exquisite snacks and said with a smile: "Master Hou, you... people?"

"Oh, wait a minute." Fuying waved her hand, "Zuixianju...what's your house's name?"

"It was called Fumanlou 15 years ago. Later, the old club quit, and our group of guys are all new recruits." Xiaoer smiled apologetically.

"Is there none of the former buddies?" Fu Ying looked at the stack of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the table in a daze.

"Yo Hou Ye, look at what you said, this changed the owner, how can I keep the original guy. One day the emperor and one courtier..." Xiaoer said so, and found that Fuying was looking at him fixedly , quickly stopped, "It's the villain who made a slip of the tongue, don't blame Hou Ye." He said so, and quickly retreated.

Fuying lowered her head and repeated, "A courtier...a courtier..." He shook his head abruptly, not knowing where his inexplicable unease came from. Wang, although his title is still the Marquis of Triumph, he holds most of the world's military power in his hands. Wuyi pushed down the position of the right prime minister, made the left prime minister, and made Wushang the great general. Fengxiu was ranked The head of the Nine Ministers, the Taichang Minister's position can be regarded as inheriting his father's business, and the power of court, Chinese and military is basically in the hands of four people.His unfounded worry was really unreasonable.

"Master Taichangqing, you are here." The laughter of the waiter at the door came, and Fu Ying shook off her inexplicable weird thoughts and waved to the people who had already gone up to the second floor in the private room.

Fengxiu smiled and walked to his side, "The emperor has a lot to do to worship the heavens, so you have been waiting for a long time."

"I thought that when the world was stable, we would be able to be together every day. I didn't expect that in the month since the new emperor ascended the throne, I would not have seen you except in the court. If I hadn't invited you in today's post, would you have forgotten me? Already?" Fu Ying snorted coldly and laughed.

"It's the fault of the lower officials. Don't blame the Marquis. It's really the beginning of the founding of the country, and there are too many ceremonial officials who need to be finalized." Fengxiu smiled and leaned into Fuying's ear, "I just happen to be free today. Please, I also intend to climb the wall of the Hou Mansion at night."

Fu Ying glared at him, "Be serious, Master Tai Changqing." He heard the sound of horseshoes on the street, looked out, and saw that there was a horse riding in front of him, followed by a carriage, and two teams of soldiers escorted him all the way. , When he got downstairs, he dismounted, and someone behind him helped Wuyi out of the carriage, and Fuying couldn't help shaking her head, "Look at her, she went to pick up the prime minister with great fanfare, I thought this piece of frozen tofu would never learn to feel sorry for me in this life." people."

"I also think, it's not that you don't want to be too public, and let me keep a low profile every time I go to you." Fengxiu sighed, "Obviously it's Master Hou who wiped himself out and was irresponsible, and blamed him for being dismissed gone."

"You... um!" Just as Fuying was about to speak, Fengxiu reached out and pinched a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stuffed it into her mouth. The rich sweetness of osmanthus and a touch of sweetness filled her mouth. The long-lost taste made Fuying quiet for a moment. , he bit off half a piece and suddenly laughed, "I haven't eaten this kind of thing for more than ten years."

The hand was held by Fengxiu, with Wuyi in front and Shu Wushang in the back, the two came up one after the other.

"You specially posted an invitation, what's the matter?" As soon as he sat down, Chu Wushang asked straightforwardly.

"In three days' time, how are you and I leading the troops to fight the rebellion in the Southwest?" Fuying asked Xiao Er to serve the food and drink, and closed the door of the private room.

"Isn't this matter a long time ago? The southwest rebels are not difficult to deal with. What can we discuss?" Chu Wushang frowned.

"There is nothing wrong with the expedition, but Wuyi gave up the position of Prime Minister You. Now this position is vacant. I invite you guys to come to think about it. You can't leave it alone, since you have pushed Wuyi, there must be someone in your heart. If you don't say anything, there must be some inconvenience." Fu Ying didn't hide it, and went straight to the point.

Wuyi smiled, thinking of the situation of several people being ministers at the same court reminded him of wanting to laugh, "There is indeed a person in the world who is more suitable for the position of Prime Minister Right than me, but I don't know if he can be invited, so I have not been able to do so in the court. explain."

"The person you are thinking of is not..." Fengxiu looked at Wuyi's smile and suddenly understood who he was talking about, "Are you sure you want to invite him? Wuyi, he has revenge for killing your father."

"I later found out that incident was provoked by World Lord Er, and he did not participate in this matter." Wuyi smiled, "Besides, each was the master at the beginning, you and I are also facing each other in life and death, and now we are in the same hall. As a minister, isn't it the same?"

"Wait, you're not talking about...Taigong Xuanjue, right?" Fuying looked at Fengxiu and Wuyi's inscrutable smiles, "But since Yuanbie died, didn't he... live in seclusion The mountains and forests can no longer ask about worldly affairs? How can this be done?"

Wuyi smiled and glanced at Fengxiu, "Master Taichangqing, is Yuanbie really dead?"

Feng Xiu also laughed, "Why did Prime Minister Zuo say that?"

"Don't be sour, let's get down to business." Fu Ying and Shu Wushang looked at each other and said in unison.

Xuanjue did not expect that after so many years, he would see the four people in front of him again, princes, generals, and the founding pillars of the country who were in full swing, all kneeling in front of him, "Students welcome the teacher back to court."

It was so many years ago, when these four childish children called themselves masters, "My name is Fuying, and I am here to take care of the chores in the Taixue." "Student Wuyi, Fengxiu, Shu No injury, see Master. "

It is impossible to be a teacher by example.Xuanjue let out a long sigh, "Get up, the world is settled now, and I have no intention..."

"Taigong." The young man's clear voice came from outside the door, Xuanjue was taken aback, his eyes turned red when he raised his head, "Yuanbie..."

When Xuanjue returned to the capital, the young new emperor and the regent greeted him out of the city in person, triumphant Hou Fuying and Zuo Chengxiang Wuyi, one on the left and one on the right, personally pressed Xuanjue's sedan chair, and the new emperor helped Xuanjue out with both hands. The position of worshiping the emperor's teacher, the position of the right prime minister, the disciple Yuanbie, and the title of the right prime minister Si Zhi.

After Prime Minister You took office, Fu Ying and Chu Wushang led the troops to quell the Southwest rebellion. As soon as they left, there was an extra memorial on the new emperor's desk.

"In the borderlands of Lingnan, there are a large number of anti-books printed, and the author's name is: Wedge." The young emperor looked at the book for a long time, and secretly cursed the Lord to enter the palace. After ascending the throne, he invited himself to be the county magistrate of Yuan County, and took his family to enjoy the blessings. But this wedge, I heard him mention it in the Yuan Mansion when I was young. If it is convenient for the regent, can I invite Yuan on my behalf? The adults and the whole family come to the capital as guests? I want to ask, what is the origin of this wedge?"

"I'm afraid this book was written by someone in the previous dynasty, and it was not aimed at the emperor." Cursing the World Lord, he looked at the notebook and the counter-book on the emperor's desk.

"Wedge has a high reputation among the people. At the beginning, the King of Lingnan relied on his power to establish himself. What's more, the things mentioned in these books are too explicit. No matter which dynasty or generation they belong to, they should not be kept." The memorial was thrown on the table with a cold snort.

Curse World Lord was silent for a moment, and after answering "Zunzhi", he turned and left.

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——to be continued