The Rise of Phoenixes

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After so many years of hard work, I finally got to this day step by step, but there is no joy in my Highness. What's wrong?

A thick Zanglan gold wire tent hung in the study, blocking almost all the sunlight outside. Since Ning Yi came back from southern Fujian, his eyes seemed to be a little bad, afraid of light and wind. The light green curtains were now replaced by Darker.

There was a slight sound of paper turning in the study, and the faint smoke was the precious scent of ambergris.

"Wu Shilang, the Ministry of Industry, was the elder brother of the earlier prince." Ning Yi Zuo silently looked at a thick file, his tone was indifferent and simple, "Replace."

"Yes." The seat is Xin Ziyan, watching the eyes, nose and nose, and not laughing, "Where do you start?"

"Don't he like to collect gold stones and out-of-print ancient books?" Ning Yi said lightly. "You are in charge of the compilation of "Tian Sheng Zhi". Isn't it easy to convict him?"

Xin Ziyan raised his eyebrows and heard a slight irony from the tone of the sentence.

"Your Highness." He looked up at Ning Yi, "I..."

"I'm tired." Ning Yi raised his head, still elegant and unbridled, but a little haggard in his expression. He closed his eyes slightly and rubbed his brow gently, not giving Xin Ziyan the opportunity to finish his words. ."

Immediately he closed his eyes and leaned back, making a gesture of completely refusing to talk.

Xin Ziyan did not intend to accept his rejection. From his return to Dijing to the present, he was tossed by this yin-yang Ning Yi. This person seemed to be a bit abnormal. He hardly gave himself a chance to rest. He stayed in the study all day and refused to communicate with them about anything outside of the Korean affairs. He was interrupted for the tenth time today.

He remembered that Ning Yi returned to Emperor Jing at the beginning of the Golden Palace. It was a pity that His Majesty said that he passed by Shunyi Wang and his entourage. In a flash, his face was pale for a moment.

He remembered that Ning Yi grabbed a horse outside the Taihe Gate and ran away, but lived in front of the gate, standing for a long time, and finally turned his horse silently.

After that, he would have no anomalies. Only a few of their neighbors knew that no anomalies were the biggest anomalies.

Xin Ziyan's eyes are complicated, thinking that after returning to southern Fujian, Ning Yi and Ning Cheng all hid him on something. When Ning Yi came back, he immediately took back the Jin Yuwei he was hosting. Needless to say, it was for the Feng family. But in any case, he did nothing wrong. His majesty handed Jin Yuwei to Ning Yi. The only task was to find Dacheng's orphan. This has a little meaning of investigation. There are already clear clues, but he is still in this matter. China hesitated and hesitated, and the consequences were unbearable.

But no one thought that the orphan was not Feng Zhiwei? Is this a good thing or a bad thing? Xin Ziyan closed his eyes and secretly sighed: yin and yang, yin and yang...

Seeing the tired look on the opposite side, Xin Ziyan's heart rose uncontrollably.

"You are tired, you can listen to me with your eyes closed!" He suddenly rushed forward, his hands on the front of the Ning Yishu case, staring at him, "You must listen to me today!"

"No need to listen." Ning Yi still kept his eyes open. "You are Tiansheng's first genius. You are your most respected nobleman. Many years ago, you chose me among the princes to help me. There is nothing wrong with what you do, you have nothing to explain to me, and I have nothing to pick on you, that's it."

"Then I have to pick on you." Xin Ziyan sneered, "What are you doing to drive away Ning Cheng? He climbed the walls and tiled around the Wang Mansion and looked at you. It's uncomfortable? You're not disturbed. Uncomfortable, let him come back."

Ning Yi opened her eyes and looked cold.

"You are not my man, my mentor, I will not move you, not interfere with what you have to do." He said lightly, "Ning Cheng is my man, I have the right to move him, please do not interfere with me ."

"If I were yours, did you plan to drive me away?" Xin Ziyan sneered.

Ning Yi kept silent.

Xin Ziyan fixed his eyes on him for a long while, his eyes disappointed, and said for a long time: "If you plan to bring yourself down for a woman, and let the hard work of more than ten years go wrong, then you are the only one who is blind."

"How could it be?" Ning Yi raised his eyelashes slightly and smiled. The smile was sunk in pale golden smoke. It didn't look like a smile, but it was a bit sensational. "The world is very strange. In its place, If it is not in its place, there will be a lot of things that have to be forced. Since that is the case, I would like to try the only position, whether it will allow me to live and do whatever I want."

He spoke lightly, but Xin Ziyan heard the desolation, and silently for a while, he sighed: "I would like to persuade you to take heart... Some people are destined to be enemies, and at this point, you can't see it. It will only hurt you."

"Why can't I look away?" Ning Yi smiled, and the slightly selected corner of the eye flew out of the flowing arc, beautiful as a dizzy dream, but also an indulging dream. "You didn't see me preparing to give Shunyi King's gift?" He pointed to a delicate gift basket on the table.

The basket was very delicate and wrapped tightly, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

"I am also preparing to send a letter to Shunyi King and the concubine personally to congratulate him, with all the princes present." Ning Yi smiled, spreading paper and ink, writing pens to write, but then stopped, smiling at Xin Ziyan without a word.

Xin Ziyan sighed and had to step back and take the door.

The last point of light and shadow was also rejected by the closed door leaf, the curtain was heavy, and there was no shimmer, the man sank in the light of the golden smoke, holding the pen, facing the white cooked Luo pressed gold paper, in a constant posture .

Silent for a long time.

It's been too long to carry the pen, until the pen tip is full of ink, and it falls into a circular arc, and I can't wait to fall.

"Snapped."

Black ink marks were splattered on the cooked golden paper, and the shape of the spread was like a round of black sun.

Ning Yi stared blankly at the scary ink mark.

It's day and night... since she left.

But it was a parting, and suddenly it became the gap between life and death in the mountains and seas. He thought he would go back to Beijing with all the harvest and joy in Ueno and her waiting for him. He thought to ask if she received the letter box. , Like the reed and coral, would you like to go with him to see the reed swing on the way back to the South China Sea, he thought to see if she was thin or fat for a few months The sea breeze blows black, has it been moistened by the water of the South China Sea-he can't see her for so long, so long.