"Farewell Branches" 52/ At the end of the day, the full moon hangs high above the treetops, and the patrolmen walk around with torches in hand, rustling on the fallen leaves.Quiet, deserted.You can hear the slightest bit of wind and grass clearly.At this moment, a wail broke out in the sky, and the birds hiding in the trees were startled and shook off the yellow leaves of the trees.Wei Shijun was pressed on the bench, his face turned red, and a carp in pain stiffened, and was pinched by Yuan Lu's neck and pressed down.Yuan Lu leaned against the stone wall with a leisurely face, and sighed: "Second Prince Wei still saves effort, but there are still thirty boards." ”has already placed twenty boards, Wei Shijun, the delicate boy, can't stand it for a long time, and if there are thirty more, I'm afraid there will only be one breath left.Wei Shijun's fat face was covered with cold sweat, and he cried: "The emperor, the emperor spares his life, even if you give me a hundred guts, I don't dare to attack the queen!"
”Yuan Lu listened, shook his head and smiled.If he did it on purpose, it wouldn't be as simple as fifty boards.In the tent, Xue Xianqing and Shen Qiheng stood in front of their seats, listening to the ghosts crying and howling wolves outside, and their emotions did not fluctuate at all.Shen Qiheng was even holding the jade pendant on his waist in a daze, deliberately waiting for Xue Xianqing to retreat before pursing his lips and taking a step forward, "Your Majesty, Song Changjue has woken up." ”Wen Shu raised his head as usual, since he was awake, the rest was what the imperial doctor should worry about, and he didn't ask a word.Instead, he bowed his head and said, "Take advantage of this, it's time to promote him." ”Shen Qiheng also has this intention, saving the queen is a great achievement, if he is not promoted at this time, when will he stay?"
After returning to Beijing, Wechen will do it."
After that, Shen Qiheng did not leave immediately, his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, and he held the jade pendant on his waist more and more tightly.In his opinion, Song Changjue was too concerned about the queen, and even the first thing he asked when he woke up was the queen's mother.Shen Qiheng hesitated whether to inform Wen Shu about this matter, but after half a sound, he finally swallowed his words.Give Song Changjue a hundred dares, what does he dare to do to the queen?
What can he do?
Thinking of this, Shen Qiheng breathed a sigh of relief and retreated.The two fan-shaped screens in front of the group were printed on the swaying treetops outside the door, and Wen Shu's brows were slightly twisted, and his eyes stared at it without blinking.Men's intuition has never been worse than that of women.Today, when the horse was frightened and pounced, Song Changjue stopped this flying disaster without even thinking about it, and others did it, but Song Changjue ...... is by no means a chivalrous person, and it is good not to look at it coldly.Suddenly, Wen Shu's eyes flickered, and the picture outside the Yongfu Palace appeared in his mind.His voice was low, and he said lightly, "Yuan Lu." ”Yuan Lu was suddenly shouted by him, frightened by a spirit, and hurriedly responded: "The slave is here." ”"On the day when the Queen Mother Xuan Song Changjue received the reward, outside the Yongfu Palace, he helped the queen?"
Yes?
Yuan Lu was confused, and followed his words to recall the scene of that day, as if, it seemed...
Is there such a thing?
He nodded unconvincedly: "The old slave remembers, it seems to be." ”Speaking of this, Yuan Lu laughed: "I think that Lord Song has helped Niangniang more than once, and the pear blossom also lost to Lord Song last time." ”Who knew that his sentence was completely adding fuel to the fire.Wen Shu raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Really?"
”-Fu Mingsong turned her back and wiped her with a half-wet handkerchief by Sha Yue, and then reached out to put on her clothes and tied a knot around her waist.Wen Shu came over and rubbed the back of her neck, signaling Sha Yue to retreat.Outside, Wei Shijun's screams were getting weaker and weaker, but the sound insulation of Lanshan was really not good that day, and the low whimpering sound could also reach her ears.Fang Shayue told her the beginning and the end, and Fu Mingsong did not have any sympathy for Wei Shijun.She raised her face and subconsciously stretched out a hand to him, "Lord Song is awake?"
”She is still thinking about Song Changjue, after all, today's push in front of the horse really made her thrilling, and her memory is still fresh.Seeing his face before passing out was really not good."
When you wake up, it should be fine."
Wen Shu replied to her, holding her hand and rubbing it in his hand.His gaze fell on her bent knee, "Pain?
”Yuan didn't feel much pain, so he asked, the girl in front of him pursed the corners of her mouth, looked at him with a pair of washed eyes, and slowly bowed her head.It's a painful face.Wen Shu sighed in his heart, rubbed the back of her neck with his thumb, went around his knees and picked up the person and put him on his lap, "Bear with the pain, get closer to me in the future, and save trouble." ”I don't know which word hit the girl's laugh, she pursed her lips and curled the corners of her mouth.Wen Shu glanced down at her: "Stay in the tent tomorrow, recuperate, don't have to go out." ”Originally, as a queen, she should also rejoice with her courtiers.Fu Mingsong glanced at the knees that were wrapped up and bulged, and now he was really happy, so he had to say yes.When the atmosphere was just right, Wen Shu didn't know which tendon was wrong, and suddenly pinched her cheek hard, and Fu Mingsong, who was in pain, straightened her back and whimpered twice.She covered her right cheek and looked at the person in front of her for some reason, "Your Majesty?
”Wen Shu lowered his eyes and took a closer look at this face.He tapped her forehead with his fingers, "Can you settle down, don't worry about me." ”Fu Mingsong glanced at him inexplicably, and without saying a word, he took it as a response.- Autumn is getting stronger, and the wind in Tianlan Mountain is cool.After three or five days, Fu Mingsong's leg was completely injured, and after some freshening up and dressing, he went to the banquet with everyone.is like recovering from a serious illness, inevitably flattering the courtiers, and even comparing who sent the prey in front of him to nourish the body, and it is another verbal sword.Only Song Changjue, who was sitting quietly on the side, did not say a word.But if you want to talk about merit, whose credit is better than him?
The courtiers fought openly and secretly, but Wen Shu did not make a sound to stop it, put his hands in fists on his legs, and glanced sideways at Song Changjue.Just as Song Changjue didn't have time to retract his gaze, the two looked at each other through the noise, and almost instantly Song Changjue looked away.seems to be calm and stable, but in fact it is clumsy.On weekdays, the eyes that are not inconspicuous are clearly written with exploration and vigilance.Wen Shu narrowed his eyes hesitantly, what was he asking?
At the other end, Shen Qiheng said "Lord Song", breaking the dispute among the ministers, and the camp tent suddenly calmed down.Everyone looked at Song Changjue one after another, as if they had just remembered that he was also there, and shut up.The heroes are here, what is the matter with them?
Shen Qiheng: "Lord Song sacrificed his life to save the queen's mother, a great achievement, and the ministers admired it." ”At this remark, everyone nodded again and again, and echoed: "Yes, Lord Song's reaction that day was really fast, and it was very human." ”"Lord Song is really amazing, the young man is terrifying.""
If you want to say that Wei Er is narrow-minded, when he was in the Ministry of Industry, he fished in troubled waters, but he never had any merits, how can he be like Lord Song, in just one month, he has many achievements!""
Exactly, how many people have been difficult in the canal in Anhuai County, if it weren't for Lord Song, I'm afraid it would have to be delayed."
A few people nodded in agreement as they spoke, but the faces of several workers were not very good-looking.Since Song Changjue appointed the director of the Ministry of Works, all the credit has been given to him alone.Shen Qiheng glanced up at Wen Shu, who slowly put down the ceramic teacup in his hand and sighed, everyone was startled and stopped talking.Wen Shu suddenly bowed his head and said: "What Zhong Aiqing said is reasonable, Lord Song is indeed young and promising, Anhuai is the hub of Great Chu, in terms of merit, Lord Song is the first-class meritorious." ”Song Changjue looked at him, caught a glimpse of Fu Mingsong, pursed his lips and said: "This matter is the credit of the Ministry of Industry, and Weichen does not dare to take it." ”Wen Shu didn't want to recruit enemies for him in the Ministry of Industry, and seeing him like this, he didn't force him to admit this good thing.He silently squeezed Fu Mingsong's hand in his hand, and said: "Then Lord Song saved the queen in front of everyone, and this matter will not be the credit of the Ministry of Industry." ”Song Changjue frowned, his gaze moved sideways, and fell on Fu Mingsong.His chest was dull, and he said calmly in a very restrained tone: "Queen Mother, it's okay." ”After that, his ribs throbbed, he couldn't help but clench his fists and cover his lips and cough twice, the wound that had not yet healed made him tremble so violently, and his painful face turned slightly pale.Almost at the same time, Wen Shu's palm fell into the air.He looked sideways indifferently, and saw Fu Mingsong nervously leaning over half of his body and said, "Lord Song, but the injury is not yet complete?"
”Song Changjue trembled and arched his hand and said: "Xie Niangniang is worried, there is a doctor, and Weichen is already very good." ”Fu Mingsong frowned, the young man's pale face and thin body, no matter how you look at it, it is not very good."
Cover the moon, call Imperial Doctor Li and give Lord Song a good look."
Sha Yue nodded again and again, hurriedly lifted the curtain and left.On the right, Shen Qiheng in the courtiers' queue saw this, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Wen Shu.I saw that his eyebrows were cold, and he pulled the corners of his mouth......
Hearing Shen Qiheng laugh, Xue Xianqing, who was in front of him, glanced back at him curiously.Shen Qiheng replied with a meaningful smile and did not say much.After a while, Imperial Doctor Li arrived, and Wen Shu simply dispersed the people, leaving only Xue Xianqing behind.Taking advantage of the fact that Imperial Physician Li was taking Song Changjue's pulse, Xue Xianqing stepped forward and deliberately lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, I heard that there was something to be conveyed by Weichen in the past. ”Xue Xianqing, a person who practices martial arts, spoke coldly, and Wen Shu frowned: "Say." ”"Ahem."
It was rare for Xue Xianqing to look embarrassed, "I heard the letter from the past, Miss Su has returned to Beijing, and she has entered the palace to see the Queen Mother." ”Wen Shu paused, his cold gaze hit Xue Xianqing's face, Xue Xianqing stood up straighter uncomfortably, he didn't care about the shortcomings of other people's parents, love and love, but his wife's words were always difficult to refuse......
Wen Shu said lightly: "Su He has been filial piety for three years, and after the filial piety period, he naturally wants to return to Beijing, what is the fuss?"
”Xue Xianqing opened his mouth, shook his head and said, "It's really not a big fuss, smell the past...
Always these hearts that you don't have, after Weichen returns to Beijing, she will definitely teach her well. ”Wen Shu ignored him anymore, and walked straight to Song Changjue, Imperial Physician Li had already received the medicine box, and he heard Fu Mingsong say: "Lord Song is seriously injured, and on the way back to Beijing, it is inconvenient to ride a horse, so it is better to take a sedan chair." ”Song Changjue shook his head: "Xie Niangniang cares, but it doesn't agree with reason, how dare you make an exception." ”"Lord Song's family, can anyone take care of it?""
Since I was a child, my parents died and there was no one to take care of them, but there was a small servant who was not in the way."
Fu Ming was stunned, raised his eyes to look at the young man, opened his mouth, and before he could make a sound, he was suddenly dragged by a force behind him."
You were injured to save the queen," Wen Shu grabbed Fu Mingsong's back belt and pulled the person to his side, before continuing: "It is appropriate to take a sedan chair on the way back to Beijing, and when you return to Beijing, pick two clever palace maids to serve you closely." ”Song Changjue was half a head shorter than Wen Shu, so he had to raise his eyes to look at him.Catching a glimpse of the hand across Fu Mingsong's waist, he frowned silently: "Weichen, thank the emperor for his love." ”—Song Changjue walked out of the tent, and couldn't help but look back, his white lips tightly pursed together.Emperor, Wen Shu ......
He had never met the emperor in his previous life, but he had also heard his name, exactly the same two words, could it be a coincidence?
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