Heartburn

The result of over-thinking is that the stomach growls quickly, and even a little painful.

I raised my voice and called the attendant. I got up to put on the wash and used breakfast. Only then did I feel a lot better, and the sudden loss of anxiety also disappeared. What followed was a deep doubt—not to mention. What is the role of this jade? Whether it can tune up to 50,000 soldiers and horses like the piece obtained by Kuang Xiqing. The reason for this jade alone taught me to be puzzled.

Since it was something I only appeared after I was drunk in Duanwang's Mansion, I would definitely have no relationship with Duanwang, but what is the purpose of her giving me this jade?

Thinking about it better, I am grateful that I did not stick to the trivial matter, and I went to congratulate the house when the other people broke the appointment, and I had a special relationship with her and the wife. I hereby give it as a gift to show the friendship; but if the past is bad, it is also possible. It was she who was trying to arouse the emperor’s suspicion to provoke my relationship with Kwong Xiqing... and the meager memories in Kwong Xihan’s mind and the feelings of my contact with her in the past two days are not enough to judge whether it is the former or the other. the latter.

The question that taught me the most I didn’t understand was: Jiang Zhuo was guarding me at that time, and reasoning would not teach people to approach me easily, let alone hang Jade Jue around my neck... It’s better to ask. Ask her what was going on at the time and continue to analyze it.

After making up my mind, I immediately called an attendant to invite her, but the answer I got was that Guardian Jiang was on a shift today and was not in the house.

I couldn't help complaining about the person in charge of the guards in the palace: As my personal guard, how can I not see people in two days? According to my intention, you should be by my side at all times. It is best to be sticky like brown sugar, and you can't tear it off. Although it is my selfish intention, I also understand that some strong people are difficult.

With a self-deprecating smile, the attendant reported that the person in charge of the shift was Bing San, who was sent by Yan Ke to follow me all the time. I remembered that, and ordered someone to call her from the front yard.

When I usually stay in the house, Bing San does not need to be by my side, but handles some chores in the front yard, and I rarely call her actively, so when she comes in with the attendant, there is a bit of anxiety on her face.

Retiring the attendant, I motioned Bing San to move forward, cleared my throat pretentiously, and asked seemingly indifferent: "Is Jiang **** sent me back last night?"

"Exactly." She lowered her head respectfully and replied sternly.

"Well, she did a good job. My king plans to reward her... By the way, how about her?" I put another piece of cake on the plate, but I just played with it in my hands, and my mind was focused on Bing San's answer. I was afraid that she would say "I don't know".

Fortunately, she just looked up at me inexplicably, as if she was looking at my eyes, she was busy and lowered her head, and honestly replied: "Your Majesty, your personal guards are on a five-day holiday. Today is Jiang Wei It’s a shift holiday, so she went home after sending you back home last night."

"Where is her house...?" The snacks in my hand were all crushed into scraps, and I rubbed my fingertips, but couldn't help asking.

"Jiang Huwei has a small house with two entrances on Wufang Street in the north of the city. Only an old servant and a small waiter live in. During the shift, he will go back to live for the whole day. On weekdays, he will live in your Dawn Palace Partial Hall. Inside." She glanced at me in a puzzled look, and when she saw that I was displeased, she quickly retracted her gaze.

I taught her to look embarrassed, but still holding the air, casually asked the most desired question: "It is so, Jiang Huwei is the personal guard of the king, but the king knows very little about her... huh , Speaking of it, the last time you were asked to look up her whereabouts that day, did you have any eyebrows?"

"Ah, this... Your Highness, forgive me. Jiang's guard is strong in martial arts, coming and going like wind. The sky was too dark that night, and no one noticed her whereabouts. But the subordinates asked the guard, that day she seemed to have gone to the north of the city. As for the specific direction of where she went and what she did, it’s impossible to know," She was a little embarrassed, as if she was afraid of me to blame, she took out a few thin sheets of paper from her arms as if she was afraid that I would blame it before I could speak. , Offered it with both hands, "This is Jiang Huwei's file. His subordinates specially found it from the treasury and presented it to His Highness for review."

"...Well, there is nothing else, you can go down first." I nodded and motioned to her to put the things down. I thought about it and exhorted, "By the way, don't mention this matter to anyone, especially don't let Jiang Guard Know, understand?"

"Subordinates obey." She bowed and hurriedly retired, as if an evil spirit was behind to collect debts.

I shook my head, walked up angrily, closed the door, turned back and saw the thin sheets of paper on the table, and muttered again in my heart.

I held one in my hand, but it seemed to weigh more than a thousand kilograms-I kept admonishing myself that this was Jiang Zhuo’s personal business. Since I fell in love with her, I wanted to give her the corresponding respect and trust... Just reason is one thing. The hand seemed to be out of control, and he opened the paper, his eyes scanned the writing on it involuntarily, carefully reading every word.

Jiang Zhuo, born on the 19th day of Kui Si month in Ding Chounian, a person of honor, daughter of general Jiang Qin from the Weiyuan Army from the third stage of Yunjun, both parents died... Seeing this, my heart trembled, and I was so sore. Going on, I just hurriedly scanned the rest of the content with inertia. It was nothing more than when she joined the Weiyuan Army, when she became the emperor's guard, and when she taught me to forcibly take it back to the palace and serve as the palace's guard.

It turns out that her taciturn temperament is not for no reason.

Being lonely and helpless since childhood, her childhood can be imagined.

Thinking of her living alone for so long, with no one caring and no one to rely on, my heart felt like a hand held so hard that I could barely breathe.

Ancestral home glory breath... Isn't that the hometown of Princess Duan? With the same surname Jiang, will he have a relationship with her?

General Yunhu from the third rank, the official position is not low, he should be quite a well-known person?

In this way, she should have lived a life of rich clothes and food, even if she was an idle boy, she would be better than a perilous guard.

But, if this is the case, I have no chance to know her; let alone imprison her by my side.

Throwing aside the unrealistic assumptions, I was wondering if I could ask Concubine Duan for news about the Jiang clan, and then listened to the waiter gently knocked on the door to inform King Duan of his visit.

——I only went to her house for a banquet yesterday. Why did you eagerly return to visit today?

Could it be that I found the jade pendant on my body for fear of causing misunderstandings, so I came to pick it up specially?

Thinking like this, it's not impossible.

"Hurry up and ask them to go to the front hall. This king will be there soon." He straightened his clothes in front of the bronze mirror, took the jade from his neck, found a small lotus in the makeup box, and wrapped it tightly. In his hand, this hurried to the front hall.

At that time, Yan Ke was already waiting to receive tea for the two of them.

"Two people are coming here, teach you the brilliance of the cold house!" I arched my hands and said politely. I sat in the main seat of the hall, smiled and looked at the couple who even drink tea. A trace of envy.

"Ling Wang is polite," Seeing me staring at their movements with a smile, Duan raised his eyebrows indifferently, even with a provocative smile; on the contrary, Duan lowered her head shyly, not forgetting to blame. He twisted it around the waist of King Duan-enduring the pain, she explained with a smile, "It's true that this king is uninvited today. One is to thank him, and the other is to say goodbye."

"Farewell? How many days have you returned to Guanlan? Why are you going back?" Thanks to me, it was easy to understand. As soon as she said farewell, I couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, when I return to Guanlan this time, I acted privately without being summoned. Besides, there are thousands of soldiers and horses camping outside the city. The food and grass that is lost every day is deducted from my salary and cannot be delayed. I can't hold it for a long time!" She shook her head pretending to be frown, but there was a smile in her eyes.

I understand that there is a deep meaning behind this, but she doesn’t want to say it, and I don’t want to ask more. Anyway, I can probably guess some of it, but it’s just a game that can’t be put on the surface-how can anyone be allowed on the couch Snoring?

Even if she could afford to burn the munitions, Kuang Xiqing, as the emperor, could not tolerate her presumptuousness.

"In such a rush, there is no room for this king to fulfill the friendship of a landlord." I squeezed Yu Jue's purse in my hand and asked deliberately, "When will I leave?"

"Tomorrow morning, I will leave with Lan'er." She grinned, her eyebrows filled with anticipation.

I vaguely sensed something wrong, and waved my hand to signal that all the attendants in the hall would retreat, leaving only Yan Ke to accompany me, while Bing San Bing Si was guarding outside the hall sensibly.

—— Listening to what she meant, it didn't seem like going back to the station, but going to elope with the princess and the two people?

Regardless, the left and right have nothing to do with me, but I still care about what is in front of me.

"This jade jue, but the king's thing?" I handed her the purse and asked in a deep voice.

She opened the purse with my stretched hand and glanced at it, then hooked the corner of her mouth and pushed the purse back again: "Wrong, wrong... Now, it belongs to you."

"If the king did not admit his mistake, this jade jue and the one you presented to your majesty that day... is it a pair?" Seeing her refusal, I frowned and asked.

"Not bad." She nodded.

"So, it can also mobilize 50,000 soldiers and horses?" I asked again.

"Of course." She nodded again.

I clenched the purse, only felt that the thing in my hand was heavy.

"...Why do you want to give it to this king? Are you afraid that your majesty will punish you when he knows it?" What I didn't say was: her move would even hurt me and put me in danger-if Kuang Xiqing misunderstood me What do you do if you have a connection with her and intend to rebel?

"Soundingly, this is a congratulatory ceremony for you," she paused, her azure blue eyes half-squinted, and the sharpness of her eyes penetrated the bottom of my heart, "In fact, you deserve it."

"What do you say?" Teaching her gaze shot, I only felt a chill on the soles of my feet, only the palms holding my purse were hot.

"Hey, do you really don't care or do you pretend to be too good?" She sneered, half sarcasm, half helpless, "Even my concubine who is stationed at the border and is not favored by the holy girl knows that the first emperor likes it. The heir, it has always been you! Kuang, Xi, Han!"

With a slight smile, he suppressed the sigh from his lips.

Even if what she said is true, what can she do?

From her voice, I can distinguish the deep unwillingness and anger, whether it is to fate, to the emperor, or to me?

I do not know.

There is only one thing I know-neither I nor the original lord Kuang Xihan, have never been moved by the throne.

Seeing that my face seemed cold, Duan Wang knocked on the table, hating iron, and was about to poke my forehead with his fingers shaking, but he converged under Yan Ke's cold gaze, just flicking his elastic jacket. Leading the non-existent Ash, he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Well, you are consciously or unconsciously of the throne, and have nothing to do with me. I won't bother to take care of these messy things in the future, so I just went away with Lan'er at ease—— You should keep this tiger charm, maybe... you can use it."

Sure enough, I didn't guess wrong. She did plan to stay with the princess, leave the splendid wealth, and stay away from the turmoil. This taught me to envy her again.

"Then, thank you for your kindness." Taking Yujue back into my sleeve pocket, I chuckled and sent blessings, "Wang Jun cherishes it."

The words have reached this point, and they have no intention of staying longer, and they will leave with each other.

I personally drove the two to the door, and suddenly remembered my plan not long ago. While King Duan and Yan Ke were leaving, I quietly asked Jiang Lanyi on one side: "Does the concubine and sister-in-law know about General Yunjun Jiang Qin in Rongxi City?"

"Naturally, I know, why did your Highness ask this?" She opened her mouth in amazement, the look in her eyes was so complicated that I thought I had touched some taboo.

Glancing at King Duan with a guilty conscience, I bite the bullet and said nonsense: "This king admires the general's abilities very much, and he deliberately seeks out Jiang's descendants as guest officials, and also invites the concubine and his wife to introduce him.

"This, I am afraid that I will be disappointed to teach your Highness," the corner of her mouth was lightly hooked, and the end of her eyes rose up charmingly, although she was smiling, there was a sorrow in her eyes, "Rongxi Jiang, three generations single pass, General Yunhui Yi There is no other side to the door."

"This..." I looked at her nonchalantly, and as soon as I was sorry, I saw King Duan approaching and took the hand of the princess, comforting me with pity, and at the same time, he beat me with an eye knife.

"It's okay, it's my own thoughts, so I don't blame your highness." Princess Duan took the hand of King Duan and nodded gently to me.

Watching them get into the carriage from the backs of the two, as they drifted away, I reached out to touch the Yu Jue in my sleeve pocket, and slowly exhaled a suffocating breath.

Concubine Duan Jiang Lanyi said one last word to me before getting into the car, and taught me that the chaos was far more panic than getting this hot potato.

She said: "My original name is "Yan", which is the only daughter of the Jiang family of Rongxi. General Yunhu Jiang Qin is my mother."

She is the only daughter of Jiang's family, so...what about Jiang Zhuo?