Di Wang Gong Lue

Later, Zhao Yue came all the way and took Wen LiuNian back to dinner.

If you think about it carefully, it's really not easy to be the Prime Minister of Da Chu. He should not only assist the emperor in discussing politics, but also help him guard the door.

Wen Da humanitarian: "eat elbow."

After all, I've been sitting at the door for several hours. It's windy and sunny. I have to make up for it.

"It's getting dark outside. Don't get up." Inside, Duan Baiyue asked, "what do you want to eat? I'll send some to the room."

"The rebels are still in prison, no matter?" Chu Yuan's chin was against his chest.

"It's not too late to go back to the palace for retrial, or if you're bored, just leave it all to me." Duan Baiyue pulled up the quilt and wrapped him, "why hurry for this moment and a half."

Chu Yuan turned his mouth: "calamity to the country and calamity to the people."

Duan Baiyue's subordinates stopped and asked, "are you talking about Chuxiang or xiaoxiao'er?"

Chu Yuan said, "you."

Duan Baiyue said:

Chu Yuan lies in his arms, but does not speak, as if in a daze thinking about things.

After a long time, Duan Baiyue quietly protested: "No."

"Yes." Chu Yuan didn't even move his eyes, still staring at the front lazily, casually said, "I said you have you."

Duan Baiyue said, "Oh."

you are the emperor. You has the final say.

Chu Yuan shrunk into the quilt and closed his eyes again. Around are the most familiar breath, indulge in the two people are not dressed, naked skin close together, each other passing the heat of breathing. It's so comfortable that I don't even want to say a word.

Seeing his greedy and lazy appearance, Duan Baiyue smiles, gently combs his disordered hair with his fingers, and encircles people more tightly.

On the bed lay a black and thin man with towering cheekbones. Although he looked tired, he could also see some royal bearing. It was Nawa, the king of the White Elephant Kingdom.

As Duan Baiyue predicted earlier, due to the rise of Nanyang commerce and trade, more and more people become rich overnight, and more and more people want to take a share of it. With more people, business is not easy to do. Competition among all parties is fierce, and ports are increasingly congested. At this moment, if anyone can open a new channel, it will be a waste of money. Nava knew that he was not the only one who had this idea, and he was not the only one who wanted to win over big Chu. Therefore, no one knew about this trip except a few of his close friends, but he did not expect that his whereabouts would still be revealed.

"The Lord knows who is behind the scenes?" Asked Duan Baiyue.

Nava shook his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "may I ask the emperor of Chu to do me a favor?"

"Go ahead, please." Chu Yuan nodded.

Nava said: "please send someone secretly to the kingdom of white elephant to see how things are now there."

Chu Yuan nodded: "good, I promise you."

After Nawa said thanks, he was silent again. He didn't seem to want to talk more. Fortunately, Chu Yuan didn't ask any more questions. He just said to let him have a good rest and left with Duan Baiyue.

The trial at Wen LiuNian's end was extremely smooth - he sent someone to send him a thick pile of folded paper within a few days. Many years ago, xiaoxiao'er had a disciple named Fengshan, the only son of Fenglei. It is also a common thing to find a sect to settle down temporarily when wandering the rivers and lakes. Therefore, the wind and thunder didn't pay attention to it. But the next time I received a letter, it was shocking news that Fengshan had died of illness.

Feng Lei was deeply grieved for his middle-aged son's death. However, an insider sent a letter saying that Fengshan did not die of illness, but was sacrificed to Linglong tower by xiaoxiao'er, not to mention the remains and ashes. Even the soul would not be left. In order to avenge his son, Feng Lei Yi Rong disguised himself as a single leg, swallowing a deep blood feud, and sneaking into the flowing cup sword Pavilion. Although xiaoxiao'er gradually gained his trust, he was still unable to be trapped in the Linglong tower to honor his wrongly killed son. Until Nava and his party were kidnapped, and Duan Baiyue happened to find his own door, he finally decided to put all his eggs in one basket.

"What's the next step?" Duan Baiyue asked, "do you want to see xiaoxiao'er in prison?"

"I've been locked up for so many days and I haven't committed suicide. I still want to live." Chu Yuan said, "as long as you want to live, there are ways to pry open his mouth."

"I'll go?" Duan Baiyue road.

"Well." Chu Yuan nodded, "after the trial, he left a breath. Even if he was going to die, he would die in the Linglong tower, which is to comfort the innocent young people." As for the wind and thunder, they are burdened with killing evils. No matter what the original reason is, they are already unforgivable.

In the gloomy dungeon, xiaoxiao'er is sitting on a straw, with her back to the prison door.

Duan Baiyue signals the prison head to open the iron lock. The sound of metal collision is quite loud in the dark, but xiaoxiao'er still doesn't look back.

Duan Baiyue said: "Fenglei has already confessed to everything. Are you still going to be tough?"

Xiaoxiao'er slowly turned back and looked at him with resentment in her eyes.

Even a fool can think clearly about the current situation. Fenglei is Fengshan's father, so he must wish that the emperor of Chu would cut himself into pieces. Even if he had no accusation, he would have fabricated a pile of them. What's more, liuzuojiang pavilion has been working for Chuxiang secretly all these years. Others may not know about it. As the second leader, Feng Lei can actually contact the messenger and the secret report. At this moment, it's no use regretting that you don't know people clearly. The only thing you can do is to cooperate with the imperial court to clear away the thieves, so as to alleviate the responsibility. However, I didn't expect that no one would pay attention to himself along the way from Chengzhou to Wangcheng. Sometimes, he even forgot to deliver the food. He had been hungry for two days, let alone interrogated.But now it's not easy to come to a person. He doesn't even wear an official robe. He doesn't know what his official status is, but he says he's tough?

Xiaoxiao'er tried to suppress her anger and bend and said, "I want to see the emperor."

"You can see the emperor, too?" Duan Baiyue looked at a bit of bullying male and female councillors, moved a chair to sit down, one foot on the table, lazy way: "say it."

Xiaoxiao'er gritted her teeth and repeated it again, raising her voice: "I want to see the emperor."

"Chu Xiang is not qualified to face the saint, not to mention you." Duan Baiyue's mouth was bent, but her eyes gradually became cold. "You can think clearly that if you don't say it at this time, you will die in the next moment."