Drunken Exquisiteness

The carriages and horses walked, leaving Xinglin Shifang along the river bank without any haste. Qing Chen let go and put the car curtain down, then turned around and asked, "Fourth brother, for such a thing, Jin Guan, the State Superintendent, is to blame, but you repeatedly use him. I wonder what he would think?"

Ye Tianling said quietly: "It doesn't matter what he thinks, it's not him."

Qing Chen's gaze touched with Ye Tianling, and her bottomless eyes looked like a pool of cold water, with the color of ice and ink, and it was difficult for the spring light to enter it. Her words fell to her lips, and she was speechless. With the spears and arrows all over the sky, Ye Tianling took advantage of the situation and used it for himself, leaving a little leeway from beginning to end. This is his promise to her, and also his long-term vision and his expectations for the country and the people. But how long can this only forbearance last under the ensuing impact? Is there any reason to maintain? Just going on like this, she can already predict the result, but she has nothing to do.

In fact, it was very clear from the beginning that this is an unbalanced situation. It's like an endangered patient, who can only rely on acupuncture to delay debilitating, and finally faces death. At this moment, she seemed to have touched the ending ahead of time, and the cold feeling came up from her fingertips, gradually spreading into melancholy and loss. She involuntarily put her hand on her lips and yelled the heater, seeming to say to herself: "Yes, the key is not with him. But I can't do anything."

Ye Tianling smiled suddenly when he heard the words, and shook her hand: "There is still me."

Qing Chen raised his head, only to see the almost conceited pride on his face, with a touch of chicness. He looked down at her, his thin lips slightly raised. If there is something that cannot be done, there is still him; if there is nothing that cannot be obtained, there is still him; if you feel tired and disappointed, there is still him.

There is him at all times.

Qing Chen looked up at him. Since that accident, she always felt that he was a little different from before, but she couldn't tell how different he was.

Yesterday at the Tsinghua TV station, she leaned on his side and flipped through the book. She accidentally asked: "In ancient times, the lords of the beacon show, and I don’t know what it was like. What's funny?" He put aside the things in his hands and bowed his head. "If you don’t laugh anymore, I will show you the show, and see if you laugh or not." Qing Chen said: "The Sifang Houguo has been withdrawn by you. Where are the scenes? You ask someone to tear some silk first. Come and listen, maybe I laughed?" Who knows that Ye Tianling raised his voice and ordered Yan Xi to fetch the silk. Qing Chen laughed angrily: "You really treat me as the demon queen of the subjugated country!" Ye Tian Ling said: "What can you do if you have to be such a demon empress? I have no choice but to accompany you as the faint lord."

Although it was a joke, Qing Chen thought about it for a long time afterwards, but before, would he say that?

She almost did what she wanted under his pampering, right beside him, she indulged her own emotions, right in front of her, he was the one who could not be seen. She likes that feeling, he is him, regardless of any other identity, she is also her, his Qinger, his woman.

She was distracted for a while, suddenly a slender hand in front of her raised her head, Ye Tianling looked at her with judgment and deep thinking, and looked at her for a while: "What are you thinking?"

Seeing his own shadow reflected in his deep eyes, Qing Chen dazzled lightly. She looked at him in this way, and under his gaze, she smiled faintly: "Actually I don't want anything, I only want you. No matter what, I only want you."

The hand squeezed in his chin tightened slightly, but Ye Tianling smiled on his lips. He narrowed his eyes, "Don't you want it?"

Qing Chen sighed, and obediently fell into his arms, hiding her retreat and boredom under his warmth, like a little beast that escaped the cold. After a while, she said: "Four brother, shall we go to Wuying Garden?"

Wuying Garden has always maintained its original appearance, one stone, one spring, one grass and one tree is no different from when it was eleven.

Looking for a path in, you can see the peach color, the green branches and thousands of trees, and the clouds spreading, which is better than that of the year.

Loud voices and laughter are still in the ears of the pavilions, and Ye Tianling walks slowly to the depths of the garden with Qing Chen, feeling unavoidable in his heart. But only a few years, things are not humans, how many people in this world can be worthy of brothers, talk about the world? There used to be Taoli Qiongyan, Yu Zunzuoyue, the group was present, talking and laughing, and writing poems, now only this garden is lonely. He sighed slightly, raised his head unintentionally, and stopped suddenly.

Qing Chen turned his head and looked along his gaze, and unexpectedly discovered that Ye Tianzhan was sitting there alone in the Octagon Pavilion on the half-hill side in front.

An old tree has vigorous branches and roots in the crevices of the rocks, with its trunk extending obliquely, like an umbrella covering a pavilion. The flowers fell on the side of the mountain, in the pavilion, and disappeared in a fluttering dress. One day under the rain, the people in white clothes in the pavilion looked into the distance, and they were unspeakable loneliness and depression.

Ye Tianzhan turned back when he heard the footsteps, and suddenly saw Ye Tianling and Qing Chen. He was stunned for an instant, then he flicked his front and bowed slightly: "I have seen your majesty and empress."

Elegant and handsome posture, calm and calm words, breeze blowing on his face, his sleeves raised slightly, bringing him a bitter medicinal fragrance mixed with the smell of sweet wine, Youzhou "Liquan", that is Eleven Ducks The wine of love.

On the table in the pavilion, it was a little bit red, and several wine bottles sealed with fine mud were placed there, two bottles were already empty. Qing Chen asked: "Why are you here?"

Ye Tianzhan lightly raised his eyes and replied: "Tomorrow is the birthday of the eleventh brother." Originally, he wanted to avoid others, but who knew such a coincidence, it should have come, and he couldn't avoid it.

Qing Chen looked at Ye Tianling who stood beside him indifferently, and then turned his gaze back to Ye Tianzhan. Ye Tianzhan's sight touched her slightly. His face was quite suave because of the wine, but that Smile but reluctantly.

Ye Tianling sat down at the table and picked up the wine: "I don't want you to know that Eleven Brother likes this Youzhou Liquan."

Ye Tianzhan said: "I drank with my eleven brother in Beijiang. He thinks that Tiandu Taoyao is too mellow and loses the spirit of wine, saying that only this wine is lingering in the strong, which suits his taste best. "

Ye Tianling picked up slightly with her fingers, squeezed the mud seal, and poured her head up into her throat: "Clear with the air of ice and snow, and the soul of wind and flame. It is a good wine. I still owe my eleventh brother a drunk. Never returned him."

The bottom of Qing Chen's eyes suddenly became sour, and the peach trees in full bloom in front of him, the rouge color and the brilliant clouds, all turned into a fuzzy floating shadow.

There was a silent silence around him, the wind passed in front of the pavilion, and the flowers fell like rain.

Before Baizhangyuan, he lost his hands and feet, the brothers turned against each other, and saw each other. Since then, no one has mentioned this matter, and everyone seems to be avoiding something, but even if they don't want to mention it or don't want to mention it, this is always in their hearts.

The grievances and grievances became entangled deeply, but it became clear to no one, right and wrong, success or failure, right or wrong, has long been hard to say.

Ye Tianzhan raised his hand and took a sip of wine. The slender fingers were slightly pale at the neck of the bottle, showing firmness. It seemed that with a bit of strength, the wine bottle would smash between his fingers. "Four brother, I'm sorry." His voice was extremely weak, as if he was just looking at the peach forest when he spoke, his gaze fell remotely outside the pavilion, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed.

Ye Tianling didn't look at him either, but suddenly drank the wine in his hand. When putting down the bottle, he looked forward and said the same two words: "Sorry."

Qing Chen looked at the two of them in surprise. After a while, she took a step back and whispered: "You talk, I'll go down and walk around."

Ye Tianling and Ye Tianzhan glanced at her at the same time, but they did not speak.

Wuying Garden is surrounded by mountains and rivers, half of the green peaks, strange rocks stacked on one side, two waterfalls, hanging from the rocks, one after the other, into the deep clear pool below. The blue water of the pool was surging, like emerald like jade, when the wind passed through the hair, the mist rushed to the face, like light rain.

The pool is bottomless, reflecting Qing Chen's white-clothed man. She was fascinated by the splashing waterfall. The sound of water in her ears was faint, but it seemed so quiet that she could not hear any other sounds.

Between men and men, they have their own way of handling things, and she doesn't want to intervene at this time. She hoped that they could talk in depth once, but there was a very long silence in the pavilion, and I don’t know how long it took. Finally, the voices of the two people were faintly heard. At first they were still peaceful. Then they talked faster and gradually became A fierce quarrel.

Ye Tianling's voice was deep and sharp, and Ye Tianzhan's voice was cold and sharp. Both of them no longer saw the usual calmness and patience, each holding their own opinions, and their words were sharp.

Before Lintai, a debate that hadn't been seen before the founding of the celestial dynasty was underway; in Wuying Garden, two men who controlled the rise and fall of the celestial dynasty were also facing each other.

It is a ruler, a brother, an opponent, and a friend. It is the gentleman's mind, the king's temperament, the general public, and the world.

Zeng classmates read together, once was the king, once fought side by side, fighting each other is a deep understanding of each other.

In life, if there is no equal opponent, no confidant who sympathizes with each other, the hero is lonely, and the ambition is lonely.

Qing Chen raised her head and closed her eyes, Ren Fengfei's water mist spread all over her body, a little bit of coolness made her heart's tumbling anxiety fade.

The nails she trimmed went straight into her palms, and she didn't even feel the pain. The shadows of the sun fade away, and the clear stream of the waterfall in front of me is gradually dyed with amber color. Time is difficult moment by moment, as if thousands of years will not finish, and I can't wait for the end.

No one knows what the result will be. She can only trust these two men, but she has no choice but to do so.

Suddenly, the voice above stopped, Qing Chen involuntarily raised his head. After a while, after hearing a few low coughs, Ye Tianzhan's voice reverberated: "Indeed, I know exactly what means each state has to deal with the inventory. I am not afraid of truthfulness if I want to know. Tell me. But knowing that Gui knows, how easy is it for them to spit out the money they swallowed?"

Ye Tianling said solemnly: "It's easy to say, it's easy to continue to allow them to embezzle the treasury and exploit the people, but unfortunately others can tolerate it, but I can't."

Ye Tianzhan said: "Bearing state and private interests, legal principles are too difficult to tolerate, and his heart is punishable, and no one can tolerate it! The fourth brother wants to check the deficit, I must first ask, what is the point of finding? It’s better to order as early as possible."

Ye Tianling said: "Where did I find it? I found that the world was innocent, I found that the treasury was full, and the people were rich. If I don't achieve my goal, I won't let it go!"

Ye Tianzhan paused for a moment, and slowly said: "A thorough investigation of the hundreds of officials in the world will provoke public anger, but I don't know if you deserve this harsh, reckless, ruthless name?"

Ye Tianling sneered: "What about being mean and unkind? How can I use tolerate and raise rapes to boast the false name of the Lord of the Ming Dynasty? Today I will speak first. If you are afraid of offending the officials of the world, you can stay out of the matter. I don't want to. How patient to deal with you!"

Ye Tianzhan's voice slightly mentioned: "A joke! I'm afraid to offend them? If the fourth brother wants to see it, we might as well have a contest. You check the center, I check the place. After three years, see who can do it cleanly!"

"Okay!" Ye Tianling also raised his voice, "For a period of three years, what about each level? I'm afraid you can't do it."

Ye Tianzhan's mood eased: "If you can't do it, you will know by then, but I have one condition first."

"Say."

"Fourth brother, dare to promise me, every state and every prefecture, whoever is in the inventory and who is used, will be my final say?"

What this sentence wants is the right to appoint and remove officials from the 36 states in the world. Qing Chen's blood stagnated for a moment, he was indeed King Zhan, he was not a moment of anger, let alone compromised with his opponent. Outside of the heavenly capital, he can fight back and fight, and advance by retreating; above the hall, he can abandon his premonitions and take care of the overall situation. In this contest, he was deliberate and willing to take strange risks and decided to give it a go.

So Ye Tianling, is he also willing to bet here to give life to this dead end?

Will he agree?

The long silence was restored all around, Qing Chen didn't listen any more, and walked slowly into the peach forest, with a smile reflecting the peach blossom.

The golden Uzbekistan falls, the bright moon rises.

Outside of Wu Yingyuan, the guards were silently covered with profound armor. Under the darkening of the night, a sentry at ten paces stood solemnly.

Ye Tianling and Ye Tianzhan walked down the pavilion together, and they were already a little drunk. The moon was clear and the breeze was blowing, and there was a feeling of comfort between the two of them. Ye Tianling walked slowly with his hands in his hand, staring into the black jade-like sky, suddenly smiled, turned his head and said: "I don't know what the lotus is on Xianyu Lake this year, it seems that I haven't seen each other for many years."

A touch of Yuehua fell on Ye Tianzhan’s elegant face, clear and bright. He seemed to sigh softly and said: "For so many years, the lotus blossoms every year. If the emperor is interested, the minister will prepare a good wine and welcome Holy driver."

Ye Tianling nodded: "I remember that Hanlijiu in your house seems to be good, so I might as well call the eldest brother and the twelfth brother, and try again."

Ye Tianzhan's eyes lightly lifted, and he paused for a while: "My minister abides by the decree." When he said that, he stopped suddenly, and he saw Qing Chen.

In front of Taolin, beside Moon Lake, a beautiful figure stood alone to the bright moon, and prayed silently in front of him.

Thousands of trees and peach blossoms, the sky is full of glory. The night wind wrinkled the light and shadows in the lake, blowing her clothes as the wind, and her sleeves were fluttering. Her half-upward beauty was bathed in the moonlight, and her hair fluttered, as if she would return in the wind.

Flowers fall in the middle of the month, and the sky is quiet. At that moment, time slowly stopped, and there was only her shadow in his eyes.

Meeting each other is just a dream.

Feelings are endless, for several generations of beauty, love and hate, all life is full of clouds and clouds.

He heard Ye Tianling call her name, and the moment she looked back, the moon was flowing, the lake was like a dream, as if after a thousand years, her gaze finally passed Ye Tianling's shoulder and looked through the sky full of flowers and rain. To him.

Looking at each other for that moment, he smiled at her indifferently, before seeing her tears, he turned around coolly.