That Person In That River and Lake

  Chapter 83 Someone is sprouting, someone is killing

According to legend, there is a famous thatched cottage in a city, but not many people have seen it shrouded in smoke, but everyone says it is a hazy thatched cottage; there is a temple that rings bells and drums to remind everyone to wake up In the evening, not many people have heard of it; some people have seen the snow in summer, it is a mountain, a lotus is like a yin and yang fish, and the snow came very suddenly.

  That city is called Chang'an, the ancient capital of thousands of years.

Looking in that direction, one can see a black city wall abruptly appearing at the end. This city wall is so high that it seems to extend all the way to the sky, covering half of the sky, as well as the faint afterglow of the setting sun. Looking intently, There are a few black dots hovering in the sky that are vaguely visible, probably goshawks.

In the post station, Tang Yun quietly stared at the tall, thin middle-aged man in front of him. He had a refined temperament, his cheeks seemed to be cut by a knife, but there were a little more wrinkles from the vicissitudes of life. Like the scholars all over the world, he could see the deep character , That's the pride of a scholar.

Looking at Ma Dongyang, Tang Yun thought of the Ma Zhibai she saw at Qiling Station. The two looked so alike. At that time, Tang Yun couldn't help but sighed. This young man has the demeanor of his father. They are clank and iron bones, and they are all people with integrity like a bamboo.

  But now, Tang Yun realized that she was wrong.

Maybe Ma Dongyang when he was young was like Ma Zhibai today, he was unyielding and arrogant, and he could point out the world, and he was a man of thousands of households, but now the Minister of Rites standing in front of her, his greatest identity is no longer a scholar , but the Minister of Rites.

  Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is an official, how big an official, the most powerful people in the world, after decades of wind and rain, from wearing white clothes to today's Minister of Rites, he is no longer the provocative scholar when he was young.

   Tang Yun is a princess. She grew up in a political vortex. How could she not know what Ma Dongyang said?

Gu Qingci, the young man with the most elegant demeanor in the world, calmed down the mixed Changling County with his own strength. This is a credit that many people may not be able to get in their lifetime. Blood, the great contribution of thousands of troops to protect the country!

  This kind of achievement is rare. It is rare to get a child from a poor family to have a bright future in the past.

  However, Gu Qingci only has one unyielding pride.

  His arrogance is not enough for him to keep the credit he deserves, because he is just a young man with no background.

   Tang Yun's eyes were emotionless, she just looked at Ma Dongyang coldly, and said, "Ma Shangshu, what do you want to do? What does it have to do with this princess?"

Ma Dongyang knew Tang Yun's identity well, and knew that she was a smart person, so he didn't want to make too many meaningless concealments, so he said directly: "Zhang Zhihuan, the governor of Langya County, sent a memorandum half a month ago. The magistrate of Changling County has put down the chaos in Changling County with his own strength, and protected the people in one side to be safe."

   Tang Yun just said flatly: "My princess knows what you said."

  Ma Dongyang calmed down, and said slowly: "On the memorial table, the county official is called Ma Zhibai, and he is my only son."

Tang Yun fully understood that it was a very simple matter. In order to flatter Ma Dongyang, the Minister of Rites, the governor of Langya directly assigned the credit of Gu Qingci to Ma Zhibai. This credit was enough to make Ma Zhibai the last Jinshi Standing out from the crowd, Ma Dongyang accepted.

However, they didn't expect that after Gu Qing's resignation, he would actually defend the country's gates, and actually successfully protected the dignity of the country. Ma Dongyang's heart has already been tempted by the credit, and he wants to take it as his son's way to advance.

Tang Yun was silent. She knew the significance of her involvement in this matter. After all, she personally participated in this matter. If she also confirmed it, she could basically take the credit that originally belonged to Gu Qingci. If she didn't confirm it, The credit goes to Gu Qingci, but it will completely offend Ma Dongyang, an important official of the court, and implicate the governor of Langya...

"What can I get?"

   Tang Yun asked very straightforwardly, and there is no need to beat around the bush at a time like this.

  Ma Dongyang cupped his hands slightly and said: "The Seventh Prince, His Royal Highness Mo Yi, has grown up now, and it's time for the princess to make preparations."

   At this point, Ma Dongyang didn't say anything.

   But Tang Yun understood.

Ma Dongyang is also getting old, he wants to find a way out for his son, and Tang Yun also needs to prepare for his younger brother. The two can stand in the same camp, which can be regarded as a deal. Tang Yun helps Ma Zhibai, And Ma Dongyang helped Tang Moyi, a fair deal.

  The last sliver of light in the sky has completely disappeared. Maybe the city of Chang'an is entering the bustling night market, but the small town outside the city is beginning to fall into silence and darkness.

The lights in the room were flickering, and should be shining on Tang Yun's beautiful face, she seemed very tangled and hesitant, after a long while, she made up her mind, nodded slowly, and said: "Ma Shangshu, I'll see you sooner or later." Please help Mo Yi!"

There was a smile on Ma Dongyang's face. He was naturally satisfied. The Seventh Prince was a strong contender for the crown prince. Now that he had received such great benefits, it was a perfect choice to choose a camp, so he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, princess, sir , you must go all out, it's getting late, and leave!"

   Ma Dongyang left, Tang Yun was not in a good mood.

In fact, Tang Yun didn't need to worry about it. Any ordinary person can make a decision quickly. After all, although Gu Qingci is a young man with great potential, it is only potential after all. No matter how far he can grow in the future, now , It's all shallow water.

   However, in contrast, it is a real first-class book of the Ministry of Rites, one of the six imperial courts, and Ma Dongyang's support, no matter how counted, is not comparable to Gu Qingci today, and is not in the same class at all.

   Tang Yun was tangled, but the cynical face appeared in her mind, thinking of the back of Xiao Suo on the horse riding battlefield, that man who always made people curious, as unpredictable as a mystery.

   It’s just that curiosity is just a momentary emotion after all, it’s not as good as the position of the crown prince, it’s not as good as the light of this reality is always intertwined with darkness.

  …

Ma Dongyang walked away, and an old man came out of the back room slowly. He is a great practitioner, and everything that happened in this room could not escape his perception. He seemed to be very calm, and walked slowly in front of Tang Yun, watching Looking at the depressed Tang Yun, she said, "Your Highness, are you really going to do this? Mr. Gu's value...maybe not lower than Ma Shangshu!"

   I wish everyone a happy Valentine’s Day, and single buddies, let’s celebrate it as a condolence day.

   Queyue is also single, please give me some recommendation tickets to comfort me!

  (end of this chapter)