Bamboo Raw Huaian

Chapter 3

When Shisan entered the room, the prince had already woken up and was sitting in front of the desk reading a book.

Thirteen went over to refill tea, and saw the words "therefore, the strategy of fighting with soldiers, and the strategy of fighting with others" on the book, and it seemed to be a book on military affairs.

He wouldn't be interested in it if it was just a military book. What's strange is that the blank space next to the page was filled with notes in regular script.

At first glance, he only felt that the characters were powerful and beautiful, so he couldn't help but read a few more sentences.I saw that the commentary expanded and diverged the truth of a few words in the book, quoted from many sources, and penetrating into it.

As a person who has never read military books, he has benefited a lot from reading these few sentences.

Before I knew it, I was fascinated by it.

He had carefully thought over a page of the book, and was just waiting to turn the page when he saw the man turn his head and look at him.

Thirteen woke up suddenly, knowing that he was wrong, and obediently bowed his head to admit his mistake.

"The slave is more disciplined, please punish him, Your Highness."

The prince said: "You can read."

A declarative sentence is used.

Thirteenth said: "I learned it from my father when I was young, but something happened later, so I didn't read it anymore."

The prince said again: "Do you like the art of war?"

Thirteenth said: "I don't like it, I just read it as a story." There was a moment of silence, as if he hadn't thought about what he should say next.

"how."

He then said: "The book of war is heavy on strategy and good at calculation. I don't like it."

The prince nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

After about a cup of tea, Shisan thought he would not answer, but suddenly heard the person in front of the case sighed softly.

"May your original intention not change."

This sound refers to Thirteen and sighs to himself.

No one spoke again.

Suddenly someone came over from outside the door, Chu Yue's voice.

"Your Highness, there is news."

"Come in."

The prince raised his voice, put the book aside, and waited for him to reply.

"Your Highness, news just came from the east, An Qi," Chu Yue choked up, and took a deep breath, "An Qi was arrested two days ago, and died in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment this morning."

Chu Yue's eyes were red, and it took almost all of his strength to say this sentence completely.

Dark Seven was chosen by him into the palace and brought up by himself.

He taught him martial arts, taught him how to read, and loved him as his own brother.He had thought about sending An Qi to do the work carefully, but he still let him go because he thought that this child was taught very well by him and he was the best candidate at this time.She thought it would be good to have more experience, but she didn't think that it would harm him, and even ruin His Highness's plan.

The prince raised his eyes sharply.

Thirteen thought that he had seen all kinds of gentlemen in the Nanfeng Hall over the years, but he had never seen such an imposing person.

The prince in the python robe didn't speak, his entire face was hidden in the shadows, his falcon-like eyes were fixed on the guards, the heavy coercion spread like substance, making people breathless.

This is the Living Yama.

The prince said: "Since a person has entered the Ministry of Punishment, why did it take two days to get the news."

His tone is calm.It's just that behind this calmness, there is a faint murderous intent.

"This subordinate is incompetent, please punish him!" Chu Yue almost growled when making an apology.

"I know how capable you are." The prince said word by word, "I want a reason."

Chu Yue forced himself to calm down, and said hoarsely: "I heard from the people who came back here that the people who were sent to the Ministry of Punishment in the past two days were intentionally or unintentionally dismissed, and no one came back from work until this morning."

The prince lowered his eyes, tightly gripped the armrest with his slender hands, and said in a low voice: "You can catch Anqi and draw your eyeliner, and you also know that I don't have the ability to come forward to ask questions at this time."

He raised his eyes, his dark eyes seemed to be on fire.

"There are other people's eyeliner in the palace."

"check."

When Chu Yue retreated in response, the prince closed his eyes and did not open them for a long time.

Since the new emperor came to the throne, he has started to prepare to get rid of the elders of the previous dynasty.

Some tricks were used half a month ago, and Zhou Ge's old faction finally lost almost half of their power and connections. The situation was originally good, but unexpected changes happened in recent days.

The Zheng family was the beginning, and then they started to suffer repeated setbacks.

He knew what was in the hands of those old ministers before, but in recent days, it seemed that they had suddenly received some help, and their power had become unprecedentedly grand.

He had been seeing the courtiers day and night for the past few days, but he didn't notice anything unusual, but he was tired first.

The prince rubbed his temples wearily, and suddenly remembered that Shisan was still kneeling beside him, so he slowly ordered, "Go and play a tune."

After speaking, he still didn't open his eyes.

Thirteen looked around for a week, and saw a seven-string on the table in the south, so he went to fetch it.

Still sitting back at the table, Thirteen put the forehead of the piano on his lap, tuned the strings, and then gently closed his eyes.

When it was opened again, the momentum changed completely.

The well-articulated fingers walk on the strings, or wipe, or pick and break, freely and freely.

Like a drunken madman, unrestrained; like an unjust chivalrous man, he draws out his sword in anger.

It is "alcoholic".

The prince suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the thin face.

This is Thirteen.

This is thirteen!

In the past, when Zheng Li was there, he would always mention a little singer from Nanfeng Pavilion to him, saying that the man "has the posture of the breeze and the moon, but also has the attitude of being unrestrained and uninhibited".

He smirked, thinking that the child hadn't had much experience in the world, and reminded him not to be seduced by a little singer.

Until one day, the child came back from Nanfeng Pavilion, saying that he was feeling unhappy recently, so he went to find Xiaochang.The little singer listened patiently for two hours, and told him, "Life is like chess, but you have no regrets."

Zheng Li seemed to understand but didn't understand, and he didn't stay long after seeing the tired face, so he came to ask him why life is like chess, and how to make moves without regret.

He was surprised at the ease and ease of these words, and asked Zheng Li who said it.The child raised his head and proudly said:

"Dan lips and phoenix eyes, the thirteen of Nanfeng Hall."

That's how I remembered the name Thirteen.

He cherishes his talents, and sent people to visit Nanfeng Hall several times, but what he got was a docile and sensible image.

Who would have thought that the person who turned around thousands of times would actually see it at this time.

He understood that this was to relieve him of his depression.

He let out a breath, his heart was clear, and he went to see the man playing the piano.

The song is coming to an end, it is "The Immortal Spits Wine".

Thirteen touches and hooks, the sound of the piano is like a trickle of water, swaying away, and then disappearing again.

It's like "Everyone is drunk and I am alone, and the whole world is turbid and I am alone."

After the lingering rhyme of the piano sound dissipated, Shisan raised his eyes to look at the prince, still looking cute.

For so many years, with a low status, he has already learned to hide his edge.

The prince felt sorry for his forbearance, and wanted to keep that chicness longer, so he said, "Why are you a drunkard?"

Thirteenth said: "Use wine to dispel your sorrows, and wake up while drunk. I dare to think that His Highness will like it."

The prince's eyes were slightly deep: "Why."

Because he felt that Wang Ye was misunderstood too deeply about him and his affairs.But that person didn't argue, and went ahead to stand up to the misunderstanding of the world and seek the affairs of the people.

It's just that saying this, can't help but seem too intimate.So he didn't answer, thought for a moment, and asked instead: "Why did the prince target people from the old clan?"

The prince took a breath.

Since the reign of the first emperor, there have been constant turmoil on the northern border, and the treasury in the territory has become increasingly empty.

Now that the new king is succeeding to the throne, if he wants to reorganize the country, the first thing to do is to abolish the old law and establish a new policy.The rise of the New Deal is bound to weaken the power of the former elders headed by Zhou Gelao, so the old clan must be eliminated.

He is the knife used by the new king to eliminate the old clan.

This road is certainly dangerous, but this is the world of his Xiao family, and this is the responsibility of his descendants of the Xiao family.

Thirteen can ask this question now, so he understands him.

He understands him.

The prince's heart was warm, and he looked at Shisan with a hint of warmth in his eyes.

Seeing that he understood, Shisan said softly, "I don't like the person who pays everyone's salary to die alone in the wind and snow."

He doesn't like intrigue in officialdom, but he admires those who work for the country in it.

……

Chu Yue came out from the main courtyard, suppressed his emotions and summoned his confidants, and arranged the prince's arrangements one by one.This busy work lasted for two or three hours, and it was not until the sun set that the people in the palace were finally arranged properly.

He waited for his subordinates to withdraw one by one, and then he would be free.

As soon as he was free, grief swept over his body like a wave, making him almost unable to breathe.He slowly raised his hand to cover his face, letting guilt overwhelm him.

How could he fail to arrange the people from the Ministry of Punishment in advance!How could it take two days for a hidden line to be discovered!How can you watch the dark seven die alive!

how come!

He suppressed the tears, his eyes were red.This is the first time he has made a mistake since he followed His Highness for so long.

Only this time, it cost An Qi's life.

"Squeak", someone pushed the door and entered.

It should be a close friend who answers.

Chu Yue wiped his face vigorously and cheered up. In the current situation, there is no room for any mistakes.

"how…"

Chu Yue suddenly stopped.

The person who came was Shen Yao.

Shen Yao was still wearing the bright red official uniform, thinking he hadn't had time to change it, his peach blossom eyes rolled, and he reached out to pick up something.

The dark green jar is Zhuyeqing.

He casually slapped the mud seal open, raised his head and took a sip, regardless of whether he disliked it or not, he stuffed it into Chu Yue's arms, took advantage of the opportunity and sat next to him, with his feet crossed, looking very unprincipled.

"From Xiangsilou, try it?"

Chu Yue didn't want to have too much contact with people in the officialdom. A bunch of poor literati, who were always plotting and tricking, were full of ideas about getting promoted and getting rich. He looked down on them.

It's just that the head of the household department doesn't regard himself as an outsider at all, it's really difficult to deal with, because in the past he always avoided it when he could.

But today I don't know what happened, probably because I was very anxious and didn't have the energy to entangle with him, seeing that the wine had already been opened, I also gulped it down.

After swallowing the wine, his brows furrowed.

"WTF!"

He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and a group of his seniors became interested, and they also found some wine to drink.Those who practice martial arts like strong wine, and the spicy taste is comforting.

This wine is not the case, it is mild in the mouth, sweet and bitter, so dull that it is disturbing.

Shen Yao sneered, poked him leisurely with his hand, and said in his mouth: "You ignorant fool. This wine nourishes the stomach and has a long aftertaste. Acacia Building is very good, no matter how many people ask for it."

Chu Yue said disdainfully: "A delicate person must be taken care of."

After all, throw the wine jar aside.

Shen Yao was not annoyed, seeing that he really didn't drink any more, he took the jar, parted his thin lips lightly, intentionally or unintentionally stuck to the place where he drank, and poured it into his mouth one mouthful at a time.

He didn't leave, didn't speak, just sat next to others and drank one sip after another.

Gradually, the unique mellow fragrance of Zhuyeqing spread in the air, with a hint of bitterness like traditional Chinese medicine in the fragrance. After smelling it for a long time, it makes people feel strangely calm.

When the jar of wine reached its bottom, Shen Yao was almost drunk.

This wine has a gentle taste, but its stamina is not small, so Zhuyeqing has a saying, "Ten cups and five cups don't make sense, and after a hundred cups, you will go crazy."

This jar of wine was originally for Chu Yue to soothe his worries, but he didn't like it too light and didn't drink it.

Shen Yao doesn't drink much at all, after a jar of wine, the corners of his eyes are smoky.

He was a little confused, and when he raised his eyes to see Chu Yue beside him, his expression suddenly became seldom serious. "Teng" stood up, pointed at his nose, and cursed.

"Whoever bullies you, bully you back!"

"In my own room, even if I'm so angry, I won't rush over to beg for mercy!"

"Get out!"

The author has something to say:

Sun Tzu's Art of War "Therefore, the first is to attack the army, and the second is to attack the handover"

Fisherman "Everyone is drunk but I am sober, the whole world is turbid and I am alone"

Master Huai Su's cursive script song, Ren Hua "I don't understand after ten cups and five cups, but after a hundred cups, I will go crazy"