Charming beauty

Chapter 34

The scent of sandalwood, golden silk curtains, and the brazier in the corner exude heat, dispelling the cold air in the imperial study, but adding a little depression. Several accompanying fathers-in-law stood respectfully on both sides of the dragon case, with flat expressions and bright yellow figures After sitting on the dragon case, he looked at Qing with deep and divine eyes, this nephew who had always been idle and ignored the government affairs.

Qing's father was originally the same mother and younger brother of Emperor Jingning, but he died long before Emperor Jingning ascended the throne, and his mother died of depression and illness shortly after the death of Emperor Jingning. He lost his father when he was young, so he kept Qing by his side and took care of him carefully. He didn't leave the palace until Qing was 13 years old and left the palace to build a mansion.

Maybe it's because Qing has developed a withdrawn and indifferent feeling in the deep palace for many years. Before he took part in politics, he lived in the palace and lived reclusively.However, it is this kind of calm and indifference that always gives Emperor Jing Ning a feeling: he is hiding.The performance of Chao Shangqing this morning made his feeling even stronger, just like the feeling Nalan Mei gave him, looking gentle and elegant, harmless to animals, but actually deep in thought and extraordinary in wisdom.

Qing stood upright in the hall, with a humble posture and slightly lowered eyebrows, as if he didn't notice Emperor Jingning's probing eyes, his handsome appearance was as elegant as a plum.

"What's your nephew's opinion on today's morning affairs?"

After a moment of relative silence, Emperor Jing Ning asked.Hearing this, Qing raised her eyes, saluted Emperor Jing Ning slowly, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, the two prime ministers have reasons to follow, and nephew Wang has no opinion." Given the current situation, Ning Huan can only let Ning Huan continue to be arrogant for a while.

Still don't want to say it?Emperor Jingning sighed secretly, and took out a memorial from the case. Eunuch Mu took it knowingly, and walked down the hall and handed it to Qing with both hands.Qing slowly took it and spread it open. Emperor Jing Ning fixed his eyes on his face, observing every expression on his face.

The booklet tells about the content of Mo En's participation in Ning Huanqing today, but in addition to the list of bribed officials, recent events in the world are also added at the end. These seemingly unconnected things are included in this Yanhuang booklet Arranged in a row, it can be seen that there are some things in common: they are all related to Ninghuanqing.

Qing browsed through it slowly, then closed the memorial gracefully, Eunuch Mu took it, walked back to the dragon case and handed it respectfully to Emperor Jing Ning, Emperor Jing Ning reached out to take it and put it on the case, his eyes focused on Qing's face.

"What does nephew Wang think of these?"

Qing narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows were elegant, and he said in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, my nephew doesn't know much about the Jianghu affairs. I'm afraid it will be difficult to solve your majesty's worries. Please atone for your majesty."

"Nephew Wang really doesn't know?" Emperor Jing Ning stared straight at Qing, as if he wanted to see through him, "Knowing without speaking is a crime of deceiving the emperor."

Hearing this, Qing said, holding his robe and knelt down, cupped his hands, and bowed to the emperor and his ministers, "I am very frightened."

Are you really overthinking yourself? ...Emperor Jing Ning looked at the black figure kneeling on the ground, from entering the hall to now, he didn't notice anything unusual, Qing was just as usual in court, as calm as water and as indifferent as ice.Maybe, I was really overthinking...

"Qing'er, get up." Emperor Jingning's voice became gentle. Speaking of which, he was still the child's uncle. Although he had met the child countless times before leaving the palace, he had never talked with him in private. Over the years, he Being busy with state affairs, he gradually forgot about the child left by the emperor's younger brother. Now that he thinks about it, he feels a little guilty about the emperor's younger brother.

"Thank you, Uncle Huang." Qing slowly stood up.

Emperor Jingning smiled, like an ordinary and kind uncle, and said softly, "Qing'er, it's getting late now, why don't you stay in the palace and have breakfast with the emperor."

Qing shook his head slightly, and said calmly, "The emperor is very kind, but the nephew has promised his sister-in-law before going out to eat with her when he returns home, and the nephew will not disturb the uncle's meal."

Emperor Jing Ning sighed, it seems that the emperor's nephew doesn't like him, even if he is his own emperor's uncle, the blood relationship of the same blood is no match for years of estrangement. I won't keep Qing'er anymore, Qing'er will step back."

Qing bowed and knelt down, and Eunuch Mu led him out of the palace.

The rain stopped, the air was misty, and the ground was a little muddy. On the spacious pipes, the elegantly decorated carriage slowly passed by. Qing sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and meditated, with a faint thought hidden between his brows.

Things, although expected, are also unexpected.What he didn't understand was Ning Huanqing's intentions. At this time, he took a step. Could it be that he wanted to seize the opportunity to seize the power in the world and usurp the throne by taking advantage of the internal strife?However, this Ning Huanqing is only below the seventh rank even in buying officials, how would he have the guts to be so timid?But if not, then what?And the dead man written in Nalan's letter...

Half a moment later, his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were as cold as a gleam, could it be...

The carriage stopped at this moment, the groom outside the carriage opened the curtain, and helped Qing, who had recovered his composure, get out of the carriage. He straightened his clothes and walked slowly into the mansion. Seeing this, the servants in the mansion rushed to heat up the food. Qing changed into plain clothes in the dormitory. , went into the study alone, and told outsiders not to disturb.

Qing sat in front of the desk, with his arms crossed and his chin propped up, his dark eyes were filled with sorrow.

If it is what he guessed, the identity of Nalan National Protector may have been leaked, and the target of those dead men may not only be the deputy head of Shenmiao Sect, but also for the identity of National Protector. Go, if this is the case, then Nalan is in danger.

However, these are just speculations, without any evidence. If he investigates at this time, it may attract attention, and it will definitely startle the snake, so that Nalan's danger will not be small.

"Yi'er, come in."

Qing raised her eyebrows, said this suddenly, the door was quiet for a while, then there was a knock on the door, and then there was the sound of opening the door, Qing ignored it, just picked up the book from the table and opened a few pages without looking up.

The door opened, and a pink figure came in, holding a tray with porridge and a few snacks on it, Yi smiled at Qing and said, "Brother, you came back much later than usual today, and once you return home I went into the study, I was worried about you so I came to see, and I also brought breakfast, brother, haven’t you eaten yet?”

The tray was put down in front of her, and her view of reading was blocked. Qing looked up at the girl in front of her. The girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a gentle and elegant face, almond-shaped eyes like water, exuding an elf air. She was smiling. Staring at Qing intently, the information that Qing must eat was revealed in his eyes.

Qing was a little helpless, picked up the porcelain spoon, scooped up a mouthful of porridge, blew it, and asked softly, "What's the matter?" She was courteous for nothing, raped or stolen, and she had been with her for several years. clear.

Being seen through her mind, Yi was a little shy, her watery eyes turned, and her face blushed suspiciously again, she turned and leaned against the table, clasped her hands on her lips, with a longing expression, "Brother, tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, I want to go to the Yuelao Temple outside the city."

"What are you doing there?" Qing asked plainly after drinking the porridge.

"I heard that the lottery there is very powerful. I want to ask Zhang Ping'an Talisman to give to Brother Mei..." Yi blushed, lowered her head shyly, her eyes glowed with happiness, "I also want to ask for a marriage lottery..."

His hands stopped in mid-air, and he looked at Yi's happy and shy side face with Qing Yang eyes, his expression was in a trance for a moment, and the elegant and dusty figure and the peaceful smile appeared in his mind, he thought for a while, Said, "Yi'er, if I remember correctly, tomorrow is the day for you to recite poems." Slowly put down the porcelain spoon in your hand, and said slowly, "You can go out only after you have recited all the poems I have given you."

"Why?" Yi turned around, aggrieved, "Brother, it's getting dark after reciting all the poems! Do you want me to go out at night like a girl?"

"Then don't go out." Qing said in a leisurely tone, "Besides, those are not credible, so it's fine if you don't go."

"Brother!" Yi felt aggrieved, "I can recite the poems when I come back, but Yuelao Temple only has the best lottery on that day. Brother, just let me go."

Unmoved, Qing pushed away the tray in front of her, and opened the book again, "Yi'er, go back to your room after you finish speaking, plus the one hundred poems you owed me last time, there will be a total of four hundred poems, and I will come to the study room after breakfast tomorrow." .”

Yiben wanted to say something else, but Qing's indifferent attitude made her open her mouth and couldn't continue. She picked up the tray on the table and walked out in a low mood.

The door was gently closed, Qing lifted his gaze from the book, he stared at the closed door, and sighed softly, Yier, I hope you will understand that that person is not suitable for love...

A slight wind blew, and there were shadows in the corner. The person who came was thin and thin, but his appearance was handsome and fair, with a delicate and refined beauty. He was the guard who came to deliver the letter for Nalan Mei, buried.

Qing closed the book and leaned back in the chair, "What's the matter?"

Zhan pursed his red lips, Yi had already found him last night, he knew that the young master attached great importance to the reply from Lord Qing, and he must complete the task in the shortest possible time to return to the young master, "My lord, the young master is waiting for a reply. "

Can't wait?Qing rubbed the space between his brows, but the time was so urgent that he wasn't sure enough, so he pondered for a moment quietly, rolled up his sleeves, dipped his pen in the ink, touched the paper with the tip of the pen, and smudged lines of correct handwriting, the handwriting was chic and elegant, rhyming Intangible extravagance, after finishing writing, he took the paper to dry the ink, and filled the envelope with wax.

The envelope shot at him like a thunderbolt, Qing said flatly, "Give it to him with your own hands."

Zong stretched out his hand to catch him, he and Yi had been Nalan Mei's bodyguards since they were young, so they had seen Qing's strength, so they didn't feel any surprise about it, they just bowed their hands to him politely, and immediately disappeared from the spot, "Farewell. "

The funeral atmosphere disappeared, Qing Youyou sighed, stroked his forehead with a tired expression, his eyes fell on the books placed on the table, there were several black letters on the thick surface: General Han Xiu.

He stared at those words for a long time, then stretched out his hand and turned the book over, with the back of the book facing up, he was silent for a moment, got up and walked to the window, looking through the window, the yard was full of beautiful plums blooming on the branches , the faint fragrance scattered in the air, and he breathed lightly.

Nalan, as a minister, you must not overshadow the master with your achievements.Ming Jun will definitely kill him.

...

(Mei'er: Sorry, it was delayed due to work problems, and the update was delayed until now. I'm really sorry. Meier will be a little busy tomorrow, and I don't know if I have time to update. Please forgive me.)