When Yu Xiaoxiao heard Jiang Zhuojun say that he was coming to take the Second Prince away, she remembered that she was still raising Li Xiaoyuan's two sons, so she immediately said, "Then let's take Li Luo's eldest brother with us."
Jiang Zhuojun was embarrassed. He had forgotten about the eldest prince.
Gu Xinglang whispered to Yu Xiao: "Xiao Xiao, go back to your room first. I will take Zhuo Jun to the Second Prince."
Yu Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement and walked into the room.
Jiang Zhuojun watched Yu Xiaoxiao leave before he said to Gu Xinglang, "Qinghui, are you sleepy now?"
Gu Xinglang said, "There are still some wine and food in the kitchen. If you are not in a hurry to leave, I will accompany you to eat some."
"Okay," Jiang Zhuojun nodded.
Gu Xinglang said: "Then let's go sit in the side room first."
"Don't bother, the small kitchen is quite warm," Jiang Zhuojun said, "Let's just sit in the small kitchen."
Jiang Zhuojun didn't mind the simple small kitchen, and Gu Xinglang was even less so, so the two of them walked towards the small kitchen side by side.
The Taoist priest, who had no sense of existence, walked out from the backlit area when the two of them walked down the steps and prepared to cross the courtyard to the small kitchen. Also in the snowstorm, the cloud behind Jiang Zhuojun was still chaotic and misty when the Taoist priest saw it in Taichang Mountain. Tonight, the Taoist priest saw it again and found that the mist was dispersing, with a faint image of bright wind and clear moon.
"After the rain, the sky clears up and everything becomes clear and bright?" the old Taoist said to himself.
People with the Seven Killings Fate Structure can see the bright and clear signs of the bright future. The old Taoist Yu Xiaoxiao laughed and thought that if the Heaven was not crazy, then he must be crazy.
Gu Xinglang heard the noise behind him and turned to look at the old Taoist.
The old Taoist hurriedly hid in the shade again. Young Master Gu, haha, the old Taoist didn’t have the courage to look at it now. If he saw the bright wind, fog and moon again, the old Taoist thought that he would definitely die!
The stove in the small kitchen was not sealed, and water was still boiling on the stove. The boiling water was bubbling in the pot, and the steam made the light in the small kitchen dim. On a snowy night, sitting in such a room was undoubtedly warm.
Nanny Wang heated up the wine for Gu Xinglang and Jiang Zhuojun, cooked a few dishes, heated up the chicken soup that Yu Xiaoxiao had specially reserved for Jiang Zhuojun, and brought it to the table along with the wine and dishes.
Seeing that the food and wine were all ready, Gu Xinglang said to Nanny Wang, "Mammy, go and have a rest."
Nanny Wang responded respectfully with a "yes" and left.
Before Jiang Zhuojun drank the wine, he first drank a bowl of chicken soup.
Gu Xinglang sat aside and asked, "How will Your Majesty deal with the First and Second Princes?"
Jiang Zhuojun said in a deep voice: "There is no conclusion yet."
Gu Xinglang turned the wine glass, raised it and took a sip of wine.
Jiang Zhuojun said: "It would be good for His Majesty the Seventh Prince to leave Suzaku."
Gu Xinglang said: "What are you doubting about His Majesty again?"
Jiang Zhuojun whispered, "You change your words so quickly. As a subject, how dare I doubt my king?"
Gu Xinglang said: "What about you?"
"Your Majesty intended to spare Li Ning," Jiang Zhuojun said, "but none of the ministers agreed. They said that Concubine Long was a traitor who murdered the king and that the Long family must not be spared."
Gu Xinglang raised his eyebrows.
"These people," Jiang Zhuojun sneered, "when they seconded the motion to question the Jiang family's crimes and designated Your Majesty as a criminal, they all wanted to drink our blood and eat our flesh to relieve their hatred. Today, one by one, they are saying that Long Fei and Li Ning deserve to die."
Gu Xinglang said: "If they want to live, of course they have to do this."
"What about the revenge for the lives of more than a hundred people in my Jiang family?" Jiang Zhuojun seemed to be asking himself, but also seemed to be asking Gu Xinglang.
Gu Xinglang took another sip of the liquor and said after a long while: "Ai Jingzhong's family was killed, and Long Fei will not live for many days. Has the Jiang family's revenge been avenged?"
"Ai Jingzhong still has a son alive."
"The one from Taichang City?"
Jiang Zhuojun nodded.
Gu Xinglang said: "After the news of the new emperor's ascension to the throne reached Taichang City, were you afraid that the officials of Taichang City would not present the head of the young master of the Ai Mansion? Do you want to kill someone else, but His Majesty doesn't want to?"
"I don't know," Jiang Zhuojun drank a bowl of chicken soup. The chicken soup was delicious, but it tasted a bit bitter in Jiang Zhuojun's mouth.
Gu Xinglang poured a glass of wine for Jiang Zhuojun and joked, "If you don't want to stay in Suzaku, the princess has been asking you to go to Fengtian. Do you want to go back to Fengtian with us?"
Jiang Zhuojun looked at Gu Xinglang in surprise, then laughed and said, "You want me to betray my country just like the eldest prince?"
"Oh?" Gu Xinglang said, "Jing Mo also told you to follow him to kill the sun? He won't let go of any opportunity."
"Chengming is dead," Jiang Zhuojun drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and said to Gu Xinglang.
Gu Xinglang was startled and asked, "Dead?"
"His skull was smashed and he died in the White Horse Temple."
"Who killed him?" Gu Xinglang asked.
Jiang Zhuojun shook his head: "Not us."
Gu Xinglang murmured to himself: "Who could that be?"
"Many of the monks from the White Horse Temple died this time," Jiang Zhuojun whispered. "Those who are still alive are confined to the temple, and the people in the city bring them water and food."
"What is your majesty going to do?" Gu Xinglang asked.
Jiang Zhuojun glanced at Gu Xinglang and said, "I'm a little scared now."
Gu Xinglang almost choked on the wine in his mouth. Was he scared? Did Jiang Zhuojun tell him that he was scared?
"Mo Wen lost this time," Jiang Zhuojun said, "What about next time?"
Gu Xinglang put down the wine glass in his hand, thought for a moment, and said, "Are there no other temples in the city?"
"Yes," Jiang Zhuojun said, "but the incense is far less than that of the White Horse Temple."
"You and His Majesty should stop thinking about Mo Wen and think about how to deal with the White Horse Temple first," said Gu Xinglang.
Jiang Zhuojun tapped his glass and heard the sound of it clinking. "It's like a dream," General Jiang said to Young Master Gu, "Look at the road ahead. It's still full of thorns."
Gu Xinglang persuaded Jiang Zhuojun to drink. Mo Wen's thriving life was always a nightmare for this group of people.
The two people who once faced each other with swords on the battlefield now respect each other.
"I envy you," Jiang Zhuojun said to Gu Xinglang after getting half drunk.
Gu Xinglang's alcohol tolerance is much higher than Jiang Zhuojun's. At this moment, he was not drunk at all. When Jiang Zhuojun said that he envied him, Gu Xinglang just smiled.
It was not until the next day, at dawn, that Jiang Zhuojun, smelling of alcohol, left the inn with Li Hao and Li Ning.
It was not until this moment that Jing Mo realized that the Li Hao he had been looking for had been staying under his nose for the past few days.
"Master?" The captain of the guards looked at Jing Mo's face cautiously.
Jing Mo sighed, then shook his head helplessly and smiled: "What should I say to the princess?"
The captain of the guards didn't know that sometimes he thought Princess Linglong was stupid, but sometimes he thought she was scary.
At this moment, Yu Xiaoxiao felt the bed beside her collapse. She opened her eyes and looked at the person lying next to her. She smelled the alcohol on this person's body. Her Royal Highness the Princess's face darkened. Did this person go out to eat alone?
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The fourth update is here. Thank you for your subscription, reward, votes, favorites and comments to Meiguo. Thank you! There will be a snowstorm in Nanjing tonight. There is no heating in Nanjing~, it feels like living in the south and being frozen like a dog, hehe, friends living in the north should never go south in winter, Meiguo struggles with friends who are also freezing in the south==
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