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Chapter 110 Poetry
Zhuo Ran spread out the rice paper, and handed the ink-stained brush to Wu Song.

When he was eating just now, he was thinking about the poem that Han Congzhong chanted, but he had a lot of characters that he didn't know what they were, and he didn't know how to write them. He thought for a long time before starting to write.

"Fan paintings have been carried on for nine years, picking chrysanthemums and falling to greet each other.

Sitting on the boat with the word worry, autumn is wrapped around the vines.

There are folds and folds in the dress, and the grass is empty.

Squeeze some copper stalks, if you have Zhu Dan in your mouth.

Cheng Yan Wanfang Road, the bridge is broken outside the post.

Dedicated to fear of life, the dog barks up the deep alley.

The Xiang River flows empty, and the stream tide comes and goes. "[1]

Zhuo Ran frowned, she had never heard of this poem in her memory, nor had she heard Han Congzhong read it.

Wu Song put down his pen, he didn't know the meaning of the poem at all, and the characters were the same, he had to write everything by feeling, and it took several sheets of rice paper to barely compose this poem.Zhuo Ran originally thought that since it was Master's poem, she would definitely understand the meaning of the poem, but now that she is really holding this poem, she is really at a loss.

"You... are you sure it's these words?" Zhuo Ran bypassed the words that were marked into black circles, and said, "Master just read it once."

Li Xunchuan said at the time that Wu Song had a strong memory, but he didn't say that he could know what was written in the poem just by listening to it without reading it.Zhuo Ran sighed deeply, but seeing Wu Song's face showing shame, he had to temporarily change the words: "Thank you, you go to rest first."

Wu Song looked up at Zhuo Ran, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Si Ye, I..."

Zhuo Ran put the rice paper away, said with a smile: "It's really nothing, I'll take a closer look, you can go out and buy some sugar for me, can you?"

Wu Song nodded, closed the door and went out.

Zhuo Ran looked at his back and smiled, and when she turned her gaze back to the rice paper, her smile disappeared.

***
Tian Wuruo reported all the recent situation of Yidong and Luzhou to Chu Shiyu. In the letter, he replied that Li Xunchuan had already left for Luzhou, and that Yidong's internal business line issues were gradually getting a clue, mostly words of relief.Tian Wuruo chose the important ones, and Chu Shiyu just listened to him, just thinking about where Li Chengru would go, and didn't look up for a long time.

The autumn wind scattered into the window, and the candle flame was shaken a little unstable. The monarch sat on the dragon chair, with a thick cloak on his shoulders, but the folds under his palms were crumpled. Tian Wuruo sighed slowly, and did not say what.

Chu Shiyu frowned slightly, and said, "Why is Liu Jijiu joining in the fun? Why did he suddenly perform and go to Suicheng?"

Tian Wurong stopped the action of arranging the memorial, and said: "I think it's because His Majesty wants to send Jiang Yushi to Suicheng, and Liu Jijiu also wants to contribute."

"A lot of newcomers have been recruited into the Imperial College, isn't it enough for him?" Chu Shiyu put aside Zhezi and said, "Forget it, if he wants to go, let him go with Jiang Rulan."

Tian Wuruo bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, since Li Chengru has helpers, Your Majesty should send another person who can protect them."

The monarch looked down, and said in a deep voice: "You mean the imperial army?"

If Tianwu hadn't named it for sure, it would definitely not be Wuxiu Pavilion.The Imperial Army has no Governor, and it should be the time to be tested. If the Imperial Army does nothing at this time, the garrison will definitely conflict with the Imperial Army. No matter what, the Imperial Army should be at the forefront at this moment.

Chu Shiyu will not understand this truth, he nodded slightly, and said, "Who is the person who is now replacing Chi Yue in charge of the Imperial Army?"

"Xiong Zhenghao." Tian Wuruo looked at the monarch and said, "This man's elder brother was General Zhuo Ting's deputy at the time."

Chu Shiyu smiled slightly, and said: "The matter of Zhuo Ting has long been over. There is no doubt about the employment, and no doubt about the doubt. Since you have the intention to recommend, I will naturally consider it."

Tian Wuruo nodded: "Your Majesty is wise."

The two were discussing who to send to Suicheng. Halfway through the discussion, Xu Zheng suddenly entered the palace.

"Sir..." Chu Shiyu was a little dazed when he saw him, and managed to gather his composure, and said, "Why are you here?"

Xu Zheng bowed and saluted, "The old minister pays his respects to His Majesty."

Chu Shiyu and Tian Wuruo supported Xu Zheng together, and he said softly: "The old minister came here to tell His Majesty that the defense of Gaodu needs to be strengthened at this time, and more troops cannot be separated."

Tian Wuruo looked at the monarch, and the monarch naturally knew what the teacher meant. It is not known whether there are other old ministries of Li Chengru hiding in Gaodu. He may be hiding beside Chu Shiyu. Such danger is almost inevitable.However, if he did not take any measures, Chu Yun's life would not be saved, so he dare not bet.

"Sir..." Tian Wuruo helped Xu Zheng to sit on the rattan chair, and said, "Don't worry, I will only send a few people out, and the guards of the Habayashi will not leave my side, so you don't have to worry too much."

Xu Zheng shook his head and said, "That must not be taken lightly."

Chu Shiyu smiled when he heard the words, took the imperial decree from Tian Wuruo, showed it to Xu Zheng, and said, "Look, I really didn't do it capriciously, I just went to investigate the situation secretly, and then wait for the opportunity."

"Your Majesty..." Xu Zheng held Chu Shiyu's hand with both hands, with tears in his eyes, and said, "...Old minister, please take care, Your Majesty, you must not abandon this country like your own shoes again!"

"I won't." Chu Shiyu solemnly promised.

Tian Wuruo frowned slightly, looked at Xu Zheng's hesitation, and said, "The Right Prime Minister didn't come here just to tell His Majesty, did he?"

Chu Shiyu folded the imperial decree and held it in the palm of his hand, staggered Xu Zheng's gaze, glanced at Tian Wuruo, and said, "If the Heavenly Master has anything to say, just say it directly, sir is one of his own."

"Recently, Yan Ershao has been going to Wuhou's mansion more and more times, and he must have some plans." Tian Wuruo said, "The left minister doesn't seem to know anything about it."

Xu Zheng covered his lips and coughed a few times, and said, "After Yongniang's incident, Zuo Xiang couldn't take any interest in anything. Last time His Majesty tried his best to protect Zhuo Ran from killing them all, presumably Zuo Xiang couldn't understand."

Chu Shiyu pinched the back of the rattan chair and said, "At this moment, I don't want everyone to know what I'm doing and what's the meaning of what I'm doing. Prime Minister Zuo will understand me one day. As for Yan Ershao ..."

Xu Zheng couldn't help looking at the monarch.

Tian Wuruo nodded, and said: "I will send people to watch over Yan Ershao. Rouge is hidden in Wuhou's mansion. She will not be as obedient and resigned to her fate as she appears on the surface. If there is any change, I will inform His Majesty as soon as possible."

Chu Shiyu nodded.

"Sir," Chu Shiyu squatted down and said, "I will live up to your expectations, definitely not."

Chu Shiyu also kept the residence in the palace for Tian Wuruo. Tian Wuruo hadn't returned home these few days. He didn't understand why Fu Sisi was always trapped in the shadow of that day, and he didn't know why he would Can't help Fu Sisi to come out, obviously Zhuo Ran is not dead, obviously everything can be redeemed.

This was just a round of Emperor Chongwen's original game, it was just a scene of real guns and actual combat.

It was not her fault.

Tian Wuruo felt irritated and threw the things on the table to the ground with a wave of his hand.

He has never been as irritable as he is now, and he never thought that such annoyance would be given to him by Fu Sisi.

Is this considered a trick of God?

Tian Wuruo raised his head and sighed a few times, then picked up the things on the ground and put them away with his own hands, and sat on the ground staring at the candle in a daze.

Tian Wuruo was not the only one staring at the candle in a daze.

Ye Lanyi was still holding Chuyun's clothes with both hands, but she had already lost her soul in the shadow of the candlelight.

The doors and windows were not closed tightly, Yan Qingyao turned off the wind, and lit a few lamps, so that Ye Lanyi, who was squatting in the corner, looked less thin and cold.

"Your Majesty is still dealing with things in the temple." Yan Qingyao walked slowly to Ye Lanyi's side, squatted down beside her, and said softly, "Go and eat something, I brought you hot soup."

Ye Lanyi put Chuyun's clothes on her lap, hugged her knees with her hands, and pulled the whole person together, shaking her head silently.

"I know it's useless for me to say more," Yan Qingyao leaned her head on Ye Lanyi's shoulder and said, "So I won't say anything, I will accompany you."

Ye Lanyi stared at the flames that were no longer flickering, the water in her eyes seemed to have been scorched, and what was left was helplessness.

She used to think that she married the royal family because of Xiqi and the Ye family, but gradually, she found that she was not satisfied with this.She didn't want the muddled past of this life, especially after giving birth to Chuyun, she wanted more.

Yan Qingyao is no longer the character she wants to escape from. She has found another kind of balance and joy in getting along day and night. It seems that Yan Qingyao understands her better than herself and His Majesty.

But she didn't expect that the more peaceful the day, the more difficult it would be.

The mother is heartbroken if the child is lost, but she is a concubine of Lan, her husband is the emperor, and her child is the future heir. This is a natural shackle, and any rebellious official or thief can pull it lightly, and it will kill him. thing.

She also had a fatal idea.

If Chuyun really died young, she would kill Li Chengru regardless of everything, even if she was a concubine of Lan, the emperor's concubine, and Xiqi's little backer.

"I know what you're thinking..." Yan Qingyao closed her eyes and said, "I also know what the consequences of your thinking are..."

Ye Lanyi turned her head to look at the woman who was leaning on her shoulder and closing her eyes.

"But don't be afraid..." Yan Qingyao smiled lightly and said, "I'll be with you..."

***
The carriage has been maintaining a fast speed on the small road. The trail is not easy to walk, and it has been raining for days, muddy, and the wheels got stuck many times, which delayed it for a long time.

The child was frightened by the unreasonable jolt, and the woman held him tightly in her arms, still unable to stop crying.

Traveling to Shanyin, the carriage stopped suddenly, the woman almost knocked on the door of the car, the child cried uncontrollably, the woman shook her arms, trying to comfort him.

"Master," the subordinates stepped in front of the carriage and said, "Our people have found out that Zhuo Ran has not escaped far, and is now in Suicheng. Shall we catch up and kill her?"

Li Chengru lightly lifted the curtains of the car, revealing half of his face, and said in a deep voice, "You pick a few people to go to Suicheng, and then come to Luocheng to meet up after the matter is settled."

The subordinate cupped his fists, bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Li Chengru stretched out his head and looked out, the trees were shaded, covering the sky and the sun, causing a lot of smog here, and the scenery seemed not very good.He put down the car curtain, turned his head and saw Yuan Lu leaning out with his head stretched out, so he patted him on the shoulder.

"The scenery is not pretty, what are you looking at?"

Yuan Lu retracted his head and sat down, saying, "Godfather...he's been crying..."

Li Chengru seemed to have thought of something, turned around and got off the carriage.

"Master, do you have any other orders?" The subordinates hurriedly helped Li Chengru.

Li Chengru asked the woman behind to get out of the carriage, Chu Yun was finally coaxed, and now he was waving his hands with tears in his eyes, and when he saw Li Chengru, his face wrinkled into a ball.

Li Chengru signaled his subordinates to take Chuyun, turned around and wiped the woman's neck.

"Master..." The subordinate was taken aback by Li Chengru's ruthlessness, and subconsciously took a step back.

Li Chengru frowned and glanced at him, and said, "What are you afraid of? Take him too, so that he and Zhuo Ran can die together quietly..."

With a trembling voice, the subordinate replied, "Yes..."

***
The wind has not entered the house, and the atrium is silently locked.

Zhuo Ran recombined the poems written by Wu Song several times according to the same pronunciation, and found nothing strange.The fragrance of paper and ink was still lingering on the fingertips, and before anyone turned his head and reached out to take the cloak and put it on his shoulders, he was stopped by a sudden cough.

This was not an ordinary light cough, Zhuo Ran covered her lips with one hand, and stroked her aching chest with the other hand, she didn't recover for a while, her eyes turned red in an instant.

This has always been the case these few days, Zhuo Ran originally thought it was the cold weather these few days, so he closed the doors and windows and seldom went out, even if he wanted to cough, he would try his best to endure it, and if it was too late, he would lower his voice.

That child Mu Heng really likes to take care of the patients. Zhuo Ran wanted to think carefully about what Han Congzhong left the poem to tell her, but he couldn't even find a chance.

This wave of coughing came on violently, the voice overflowing from the throat was intermittent, but the burning throat was hoarse and unbearable, and it seemed as if he would cough out his heart and lungs in the next moment.

With trembling hands, Zhuo Ran picked up the cold water on the desk, and drank it in one gulp when she was almost out of breath.

The cold water overflowed his throat, and the dry itching and pain gradually subsided. Zhuo Ran supported the edge of the table with his hands, and gasped for a while.

After a while, Zhuo Ran raised his hand to wipe off the sweat oozing from his forehead, and then he heard Mu Heng knock on the door outside.

Zhuo Ran blinked her eyes filled with water vapor, and said softly: "There is no rest, you can come in."

Mu Heng pushed the door open, and after walking a few steps, he realized that the wind was a little strong, and turned around to close it again.

"Xiaqiu, do you want to go out for a walk?" Seeing that Zhuo Ran was wearing thin clothes, Mu Heng said, "Why don't you add some clothes, your injury will be better."

Hearing this, Zhuo Ran wrapped the cloak around her body with her hand, and said, "I won't go out anymore. If you don't mind, you can bring my brother with you. He likes shopping very much."

Mu Heng shook his head and said, "I don't want to go with him, I just want to go with you."

Zhuo Ran held her hand, pulled her lips and smiled and said, "I'm really not feeling well, I will definitely accompany you some other day."

"If you don't go, I won't go." Mu Heng let go of Zhuo Ran's hand and sat opposite her.

Zhuo Ran put her hands on the table, blocked the poem naturally, and said, "Did you grow up here?"

Mu Heng also imitated her appearance and lay down on the table, saying: "Yes, but I have a master, and I will go to southern Xinjiang from time to time."

The so-called from time to time refers to three to five years. Mu Heng is eighteen this year. Counting his birth, he has stayed in Suicheng four times in total.

Zhuo Ran said "Oh", raised her eyebrows and said, "Then...do you know that there is an underground palace in Suicheng, which was built on the mountain behind a temple?"

Mu Heng tilted his head and said, "I know."

"Haven't you been there to play?" Zhuo Ran asked.

Mu Heng closed his eyes: "No."

Zhuo Ran said "oh" again.

"Do you want to go there?" Zhuo Ran asked.

Mu Heng opened his eyes suddenly: "Do you want to go? If you want to go, I will go!"

"I don't want to..." Zhuo Ran smiled, seeing Mu Heng closed his eyes again, he couldn't help laughing.

This smile doesn't matter, it's just that it hurts my chest, and the aftertaste of coughing just now has not dissipated, and now there is a sign of the opposite.

Zhuo Ran endured it for a while, and suddenly covered her lips with both hands and coughed again. Mu Heng sighed, walked over to pat her back, and said, "Your body is really weak, won't my medicine work?"

Zhuo Ran couldn't answer, and the cloak on her shoulders fell off with her violent movements. Mu Heng sensed something was wrong, and immediately pulled Zhuo Ran's shoulders, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you? Why are you coughing so hard all of a sudden?" ?”

Zhuo Ran suddenly grasped Mu Heng's cuffs with both hands, and gradually calmed down his cough, but he was panting heavily, which was quite difficult.

Mu Heng raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on Zhuo Ran's forehead, and immediately grabbed her wrist.

"Don't panic," Mu Heng patted Zhuo Ran's back lightly with the other hand, and said softly, "Don't worry, breathe slowly."

Purple gold glowed in front of Zhuo Ran's eyes, leaning on Mu Heng's arm for a while before slowly returning to normal.

"Although the injury on your back didn't hit your heart, it probably hurt your lungs." Mu Heng frowned tightly and said, "It's all my fault that I didn't take a closer look for you."

Zhuo Ran licked the dry corner of her lips and said, "I don't blame you..."

Mu Heng looked down at Zhuo Ran and said, "Have you been coughing for a few days? If I didn't find out by pestering you today, you wouldn't plan to cure it, would you?"

"I didn't..." Zhuo Ran let go of her, and said, "It's been like this for the past few days, don't make a fuss about it."

"You think it's a trivial matter not to die?" Mu Heng pulled the red rope on Zhuo Ran's wrist, the sound of the bell was mixed with the sound of the bell on her sleeve, and Zhuo Ran reached out to grab it.

"You have a lover, Xiaqiu," Mu Heng smiled when he saw Zhuo Ran's appearance, and said, "Since you have a lover, why don't you take good care of your body, I've never seen you like this."

Zhuo Ran turned cold and said, "Give it back to me."

Mu Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "Now I know I'm angry."

"Where is he?" Mu Heng re-tied the bracelet on Zhuo Ran's wrist, and said, "He hasn't come to you for so long?"

Zhuo Ran turned around and fell on the couch, and said in a muffled voice, "Go out."

Mu Heng touched his nose and said, "Okay, I'll make medicine for you."

Zhuo Ran pulled the quilt and rolled around, but Ruofei still didn't come back.Zhuo Ran had a premonition that if something really happened in Suicheng, when Li Yanchuan saw her again, it would probably be a cold corpse.

where is he?

Did he receive the letter, did he know that she was in Suicheng?
How long do we have to wait?
Zhuo Ran gently kissed the red rope.

"Li Yanchuan, do you still want me..."

　[1] Antique Poetry: "A Lige Poem for the Elder Zhang Jiange" (Tang. Quan Deyu)
　　The yellow leaves are scattered by the wind, and the seasons change together.Suddenly see the frost on the temples, don't say goodbye to the wine under the forest.

　　Practice the way of a gentleman, and bear the name early.Han Guanyi in the tent hall, towels and carts filled with grass.Friendship drama breaks the gold, and the law is sought every time.Knowing the foot of Mount Peng is like seeing the hearts of the ancients.

　　
　
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