048. Tolerance
"…Marquis Dingbei!" Rong Se frowned in embarrassment, "Isn't what I said clear enough? Let's stop here."
Liang Shenyu did not answer, but leaned forward slightly. The originally polite distance disappeared in an instant, and only the back of the chair remained between the two of them.
Rong Se was enveloped by his aura, all his retreat routes were blocked, and he had nowhere to escape.
"What did I do wrong?"
Liang Shenyu's voice was still gentle, even with a hint of grievance in it, but he lowered his head and dared not look at him because Rong Se did not dare to look at him. The dark emotions between his brows were like layers of dark clouds.
Rong Se didn't expect Liang Shenyu to ask this. He choked for a moment, and the momentum he had finally accumulated weakened. He said softly, "What do you want? Just think of it as love, and it's just a momentary passion. Or what do you like, this skin? People will always get old. I'm not ready for a terrible ending, not to mention that you don't know... You don't know anything, you don't even know who I am. Maybe one day, I will no longer be myself?"
Rong Se spoke out all his concerns at once. When he reacted, he almost bit his tongue. He blurted out everything in a rush. He didn't know if Liang Shenyu would be suspicious...
But Rongse was indeed worried. He came to this place inexplicably, and if he fell from the 24th floor, there would be no way for him to survive. Only after he died could his soul pass on to the original owner. He didn't know the reason, but when he was in doubt, he just thought it was some strange scientific event. He was not sure how long he could live with this life.
But how can he say that he is not the original Rong Se at all?
Rong Se lowered his head even lower.
Liang Shenyu's dangerous expression faded a lot. He looked at the Regent who wanted to bury his head with inquiring eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
He knew very well that what he wanted was the person in front of him. Not only did he want to get her, but he also couldn't bear to hurt her.
But if he wasn't him, then who was he?
"So..." Liang Shenyu pondered, "The prince also likes me."
Rong Se almost choked, incredulous: "How did you get here?"
Liang Shenyu said with reason: "Your Highness just talked about your concerns for a long time, but you didn't say a word of dislike. Your Highness, don't you admit it? You like me."
He always avoids the main point, but his words are always to the point.
Everything that Rong Se had never dared to admit was said so lightly by him. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say the word "dislike".
He would not allow others to go so far.
"Speak, my Lord."
Liang Shenyu loosened his hand, as if to let go of the butterfly trapped in his palm. He walked around Rong Se, looked down at him with a smile in his eyes.
"I can't tell you, but you want to chase me away?"
Rong Se couldn't convince him, so he stood up and was about to go out the other way, but Liang Shenyu grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms, instantly holding his waist tightly. That guy was impudent and mean, and deliberately lowered his head and put his lips next to his ear. The touch was soft, and the breath was warm. Rong Se's knees suddenly became weak.
"I know who you are." Liang Shenyu said softly, "Hundreds of flowers in the world compete for beauty, but none of them can shake my heart. I have walked many roads and seen many flowers, but this one makes me think about it day and night, disturbing my heart. How can I be a heartless man?"
Rongse's ears went numb and he froze in place for a moment, unable to push or move.
"But I..."
"If the prince doesn't believe me, then forget it." Liang Shenyu spoke first, begging, but also a little overbearing, "You have to give me a chance. There is still a long time, and the prince will believe me one day."
The socially anxious guy didn't know how to refuse politely, so Rongse fell silent with his mouth open.
Liang Shenyu then took advantage of the situation and kissed him lightly on the ear. While Rong Se's ears were red and he was in a trance, he whispered cunningly, "Is it possible? If the prince doesn't say anything, it means he has agreed to my request."
Rong Se: “…”
Very good, no chance to speak at all.
This is also different from what is written in the original book.
That’s it, the noble and cold Marquis Dingbei?
This is a fox with as many slimy thoughts as he talks.
But Rong Se did not feel disgusted. He even saw from the occasional side of Liang Shenyu that was different from the elegant mask that he wore that he caught a glimpse of the smart, clever and likable young man who had stood behind Liang Shenyu before anything happened in the Marquis' Mansion.
The third son of the Liang family who would ask for candy from his father and brothers and act coquettishly to his mother.
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As the sun was about to set, Rong Se went into the kitchen and cooked a few side dishes himself. Most of them were made with tomatoes and honey-pickled plum vinegar, which were sweet and sour and appetizing. He also added some cold food. During the meal, Liang Shenyu deliberately sat next to him, and Rong Se acquiesced.
Liang Shenyu picked up some food for him, and Rongse was very reserved and waited for a while before eating.
After the meal, the two of them were quite harmonious, and there was even a lot more inexplicable ambiguity between them than before.
Yun Zhi and Lan Ying pretended not to see anything and just focused on eating.
Only Yun Chu thought of the two people who slept on the same bed. He felt that Marquis Dingbei was a shameless scoundrel and was so angry that he wanted to eat his chopsticks.
After dinner, Rongse went to the study as usual to read the memorials and act on behalf of the emperor.
The Zhongyuan Festival is just a few days away. According to the customs of the Jin Dynasty, people have to go to the royal temple outside the city to offer sacrifices. Although it will not be as drastic as the winter solstice festival, the emperor still has to leave the palace.
This matter was under the jurisdiction of Guanglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites. The Ministry of Rites drafted the regulations and Guanglu Temple carried out the tasks. Rong Se read the memorial submitted by the Ministry of Rites and found that it followed the old regulations and there was nothing wrong with it, so he wrote his red seal on it.
Then I suddenly realized that there was a special plot like this in the original novel. After the Zhongyuan Festival, a fire broke out that night and burned down the Taimiao, which was the royal ancestral temple. After that, rumors were rife that the regent had overstepped his authority and performed sacrifices on behalf of the emperor, which angered the ancestors and caused them to be punished by heaven. After that, the censors launched a new round of impeachments for bringing disaster to the country, which made the original owner's already bad reputation even worse.
It's just a little trick played by Rong Jing.
"Yun Chu." Rong Se called.
Yun Chu, who was serving on the side, responded, "Yes."
"Do something for me."
Rong Se held the letter in his hand and clapped it twice, sneering in his heart.
Even if Rong Jing has great luck, he can't resist cheats!
After nightfall, Rong Se took a bath in the Canglan Nuan Pavilion and returned to his bedroom, ready to go to bed and rest. As soon as he opened the curtains, he saw Marquis Dingbei lying obediently inside.
Rong Se was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I remember that the Regent Palace has prepared a guest room for you."
Liang Shenyu is innocent: "It's hard to sleep alone."
Rong Se was almost amused by him, "Okay, then you stay here and I'll go to the guest room."
He was about to turn around after saying this, but Liang Shenyu couldn't really watch him leave, so he immediately stood up and reached out to carry him back to the couch.
"Liang Shenyu——!"
Rong Se was caught off guard and cried out in surprise.
He came to his senses only after he lay on the couch.
Rong Se found that after he spoke out, Liang Shenyu became even more unscrupulous and acted like a hooligan with ease.
"Marquis Dingbei," Rong Se said solemnly, "Have you forgotten that I didn't promise you anything?"
Liang Shenyu was quite justified and said, "I didn't do anything."
"Then what is this?" Rong Se was shocked.
"We're just sleeping on the same bed." Liang Shenyu said calmly, and whispered closer, "What are you afraid of, Your Majesty? I haven't even kissed you properly yet."
After a moment of silence.
Rong Se closed his eyes, "Okay, let's go to sleep."
He heard Liang Shenyu's suppressed laughter, and the tips of his ears turned red again.
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The next morning, Marquis Dingbei followed the Regent Prince to the court as usual.
The court was arguing endlessly about the sacrifice to the Taimiao. Everyone hoped that the sacrifice would be performed by the new emperor. Originally, the sacrifice could be handed over to the princes and relatives, but the remaining relatives of the Rong family of the Great Jin Dynasty, except for the Regent Prince, were the lineage of Prince Ning who was far away in Danzhou. As a result, the old-school royalist officials were naturally unwilling to hand over such an important task of sacrifice to the Regent Prince.
Rong Se did not say anything, just sat on the chair and watched the group of court officials quarreling. After nearly half an hour of quarreling, Rong Jing pretended to speak: "You don't have to argue anymore. Now that the emperor's uncle is in power, it is natural that the emperor's uncle should go to the imperial temple to offer sacrifices in person."
After these words were spoken, there was a moment of silence below, with everyone guessing what His Majesty meant.
Rong Se remained calm, lowered his eyes and said, "The emperor is staying in the palace anyway. Offering sacrifices to ancestors is a big deal, so it's natural for the emperor to come in person. Let's go together."
Just kidding, I'll go to the palace to fast for three days, and then offer sacrifices for one day. Are they waiting for you to cause trouble and seize power in Jinjing?
We are going together.
Rong Jing's smile froze, "But the court..."
"It will only take three days, and we will be able to return to the palace on the evening of the fourth day." Rong Se interrupted him, "Besides, the emperor does not approve memorials. If there is something really important, then send it to the palace outside the city. It will only take less than an hour by fast horse. There is nothing to worry about."
This was an order rather than a negotiation, and once it was said it was decided.
Rong Jing forced a smile and said, "Just as the emperor's uncle said."
Liang Shenyu suddenly stepped out and said, "Your Majesty and the Prince have come to the Imperial Ancestral Temple in person. The Northern Jin Army is willing to protect the Holy Chariot to prevent anyone from harboring evil intentions and harming Your Majesty and the Prince."
Rong Se subconsciously glanced at Rong Jing, and seeing his resentful look of wanting to say something but not being able to, he felt a little annoyed for a moment, frowned slightly, stood up and said, "Okay, let's all go if there's nothing else."
He was still uncomfortable with the plot of the original novel.
Rong Jing moved Liang Shenyu with his deep affection.
I am a villain and an outsider, just like the villain in a romance novel who travels through time and steals the original heroine's luck.
But Rong Jing is not a good person, why should he suffer the consequences?
After the court was dismissed, Rong Se had to discuss matters with the court officials again in the Linghui Pavilion in the palace. Officials from the three provinces, six ministries and nine temples had to be present, including Liang Shenyu, who was given the title of Grand Marshal.
Rong Se naturally didn't know much about national affairs, so he could only listen to the analysis of the court officials. Fortunately, the Huns were afraid of the reputation of the Jin Dynasty's god of war, and there were no natural disasters or man-made disasters in the country, so there were not so many things to deal with.
After the meeting, Liang Shenyu had to go to the Jinbei Army to inspect the troops, and the two of them had to part ways at the palace gate.
"I'll go to the army to take a look." Liang Shenyu whispered to Rong Se, "I will be back home before lunch."
"Who cares when you come back?" Rong Se glanced at him and added, "It's not your home."
After he finished speaking, he got on the carriage and drove away in a cloud of dust.
On the other side, Liang Shenyu, who was waiting in a carriage, was amazed by Song Yan.
I have to talk to Wu Jie when I get to the army. He actually saw the figure of the old marquis in me outside the battlefield.