Fang Jun felt that he was wronged. He didn't eat the mutton and made himself smelly...
But after all, Princess Baling took advantage of her and swore to heaven that there would be no physical intimacy. She couldn't say these words, so she could only confuse the situation with Mi Ni and try to get away with it.
"What did your Highness say? My loyalty to Your Highness can be seen from day to day!"
"Haha! What did Changle say?"
"... Changle is different. Changle is a divorced woman. She is not yet married, but she is waiting to be married. This is a relationship between you and me. It is different in nature."
"Fang Er, do you want to be embarrassed?"
"..."
Fang Jun was speechless, secretly hating who could blame him for his indiscretion. There was always a handle, and every time he caught it, he couldn't argue. He could only be cruel, and a bully would force his hand on the woman. As long as the woman was on the bed
To conquer them, most of them will obey their orders.
"Oh! Second Fang, please let me go! What crime should I be punished for blaspheming the princess?"
"I am guilty!"
"If you don't let go, I will go to the prince and file a complaint against you, saying that you bullied the weak and abused the princess!"
"I deserve to die!"
"……Well."
There was a lot of fuss in the room, and the maids outside were blushing. They prepared hot water and cotton towels and stood guard at the door. When the clouds and rain had dispersed and it was quiet inside the tent, they knocked on the door twice, pushed it open, and filed in with red faces.
, I saw His Highness Gao Yang lying there like a big white fish that had left the water...
The maids served their master, cleaned him up, changed the bedding, and then left.
Being held in Fang Jun's arms, Princess Gaoyang struggled weakly to no avail, so she could only let it go. She finally regained her composure, squinted her eyes and enjoyed her husband's caress, and cursed, "Fang Er, you are guilty of being a thief.
You want to hide it!"
Fang Jun smiled and said: "His Royal Highness has experienced it personally just now. May I ask if it is different from last night?"
Princess Gaoyang was reluctant: "Of course it's very different. You were much more excited last night!"
He tried hard and soft, but his hands didn't work. Fang Jun simply lay down and let him laugh, breaking the jar and smashing it: "Okay, Your Highness is a golden branch, a golden leaf, a golden tongue, and you can do whatever you say."
When he said this, Princess Gaoyang turned over and leaned against Fang Jun, supporting his chest with her elbows. She looked at him condescendingly: "Did you really not touch her?"
Fang Jun pointed to the sky and swore: "If you have an affair with Baling, heaven and earth will destroy you, and humans and gods will be angry!"
It must have been a touch, but she touched me...
"Oops! Bah, bah, bah! If a bad spirit doesn't work or a good one does, what's the point of swearing in vain? I'll sleep when I go to sleep, what's the big deal? That Baling is always very proud and hates it to death."
Princess Gaoyang became angry after slapping Fang Jun on the mouth.
He put his arms around the slender and soft waist, tightened it, and held the delicate body in his arms. Fang Jun looked up at the roof, thinking a lot in his heart.
Princess Gaoyang arched her head and found a comfortable position without moving. After a while, she suddenly said quietly: "Is there something Erlang is hiding from me? I always feel that something is not right about the current situation. There must be some invisible gift.
Yin is secretly controlling everything, whether it's Dong Palace, Guan Long, or even you, Lang Jun, they are all under control."
Fang Jun was really shocked at this time and said in surprise: "Why did your Highness say this?"
Is it possible that the principle of "those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to vermilion are red" are so correct? Princess Gaoyang and Wu Meiniang spent all day together, and they actually acquired some political talent?
And this habit of talking about things while doing things is clearly in the same vein as Wu Meiniang...
Princess Gaoyang snorted and said dissatisfied: "Do you really think I am stupid? I usually have you outside and Mei Niang at home. I am too lazy to think about it. If I have that time, I might as well take care of my skin more, so as not to be disliked by my husband when I grow old...
...However, the situation is at stake right now and everyone in the family is nervous. I am the head of the house, how can I just be silly and happy all day long without caring about everything?"
After a pause, she said cautiously: "Is it because the prince is afraid of Lang Jun's great achievements and deliberately designs to frame Lang Jun?"
As a royal princess, what she most wants to see is that her husband can be loyal and patriotic, and be trusted and reused by the emperor and the prince. On the contrary, she will be caught in the middle.
Fang Jun patted her smooth back and said warmly: "As for you, you have been born in the royal family since you were a child, and you have been blessed with rich clothes and fine food. I don't know how many lifetimes you have cultivated this blessing, so in this life you only need to enjoy the blessings and be responsible.
It’s enough to eat, drink, have fun, and be as beautiful as a flower. If you can’t sit still, just have more children. You don’t need to worry about these things in the court.”
"Um."
Princess Gaoyang nestled her baby head on her husband's chest, her limbs wrapped around her like an octopus, and her heart was filled with warmth and emotion.
If you have a husband like this, what else can you ask for?
Just such an intimate act naturally triggered a turbulent battle. After a few rounds, the army was defeated and begged for mercy...
*****
Tongguan.
It was drizzling outside the window, and Li Ji was sitting alone in front of the window. The kettle on the small stove in front of him was whirring white steam. He took off the kettle, poured water and poured tea, and listened attentively to the scout's report.
After a long time, he finally said: "Pay close attention to Guanlong's movements. If there is any abnormality, report it immediately. Don't slack off."
"Here."
The scout retreated, and Li Ji filled the tea cup with tea from the teapot, and took a sip. The tea went into his throat, with a fragrant fragrance and endless aftertaste, but he seemed not to be in the mood to taste it. His eyes were slightly divergent, looking at the rain outside the window, but he
Turn a blind eye.
There was a soft sound of footsteps behind him. Chu Suiliang pushed the door in, sat down in front of Li Ji, poured a cup of tea for himself, held it in his hand without drinking it, thought about it, and said: "I don't know why the British Lord called me here.
?”
Li Ji remained silent and just drank tea slowly.
Zhu Suiliang did not drink, but put the tea cup down again. He stared at the light yellow tea soup in the cup and whispered: "I know nothing."
Li Ji then withdrew his gaze from the window, looked at Zhu Suiliang, and said in a cold tone: "Do you still know your situation? No one in the world except me can save you from the guillotine, and the reason why I am willing to save you is
The value of your life is to prevent your entire family from being wiped out and your descendants to be extinct. But if you hide something from me like this, what use do I need from you?"
There were no harsh words, but the coldness in his words made Zhu Suiliang shudder and his face turned pale.
As the head of the prime minister, he was courteous to all officials and a leader in both civil and military affairs, so he could refute the emperor's will. What's more, Li Ji's foundation was in the military, and he was one of the best commanders in the world. With such a strong foundation in both civil and military affairs, even the emperor had to pay tribute to him.
point.
Zhu Suiliang naturally knew what kind of crime he had committed. The reason why he is still alive now is that he has not been freed from the crime, but the time has not yet come.
Just as Li Ji said, if he still wants to live and does not want his descendants to be massacred and his entire clan to be exterminated, Li Ji is the only one in the world who is willing to save him and can save him.
He said helplessly: "Unless I didn't tell you, I really couldn't tell you."
Li Ji stared at him with burning eyes for a long time, until cold sweat broke out on Zhu Suiliang's forehead, then he snorted, lowered his head to pour tea, and stopped paying attention.
Zhu Suiliang was sitting on pins and needles. When he saw that Li Ji was ignoring him, he asked tentatively: "Then... should I go back first?"
Li Ji hummed, without raising his eyelids, and warned: "But if there is any abnormality, report it immediately."
Zhu Suiliang froze for a moment and wanted to explain his difficulties, but he swallowed his words again and just nodded silently, then turned and walked out.
Li Ji drank all the tea in the cup, stood up, picked up a coir raincoat and put it on, opened the door and walked into the wind and rain. He and Zhu Suiliang walked in front of each other and entered the nearby courtyard where the coffins were parked with many guards.
Things have obviously been beyond his control. What he has to do now is not only to accurately control the situation in Chang'an, but also to stabilize his position.
The wind and rain never stop.
*****
Zheng County borders Huashan Mountain to the south and Weishui River to the north. Since ancient times, it has been an important route in and out of Guanzhong, connecting Tongguan and the throat of Chang'an.
A large military camp is stationed outside the county town, and thousands of soldiers are stationed here. They are the private army of the Nanyang Duan family who entered the pass to support Guanlong.
The wind and rain were like darkness, and in the camp, all the Duan family disciples were in mist and mist.
In the middle, a middle-aged man wearing armor and with a white face and no beard looked solemn: "A letter has just arrived at home. There is still some food stored in it. It has already set off to transport it. But there is too much today and the journey is difficult. At least we have to go." It will take more than a month to deliver it here."
The three or four young people in front of them howled miserably, and one of them shouted: "How can we do it? Now the army's food can only last three days, and when the food is exhausted, we are allowed to take the soldiers to the wilderness to dig grass roots and peel trees. Skin?"
Another person said: "Guan Long and these bastards are really a bunch of trash. So much food was burned down by Fang Er... Brother, now Guan Long has too much time to take care of himself. It seems that no one cares about us. Why don't I lead the troops?" Go to the nearby villages and towns to plunder some food and bring back some food, otherwise won’t so many soldiers starve to death?”
The white-faced middle-aged man was silent.
When a soldier goes to war, he just wants to eat. Now the army is running out of food and fodder. If it cannot be replenished in time, the morale of the army will be weakened and the team will be unable to carry it.
But plundering villages and towns... this kind of thing will cause too much trouble later.