After experiencing so many things, Ling Yun felt discouraged and resolutely submitted his resignation to Mr. Lu.
Lu Wenzheng's eyes were trembling with emotion, and he said angrily: "Since you have made up your mind, what else can I say? Well, I have approved your resignation. You can leave at any time. I I will never stop you again!"
After speaking, he ordered Rong'er to take over Ling Yun's resignation.
Ling Yun said with tears in his eyes: "Thank you so much, sir. From now on, Ling Yun can no longer serve you, sir, please take care of yourself!..."
As he said that, he lifted up his clothes and knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed deeply to Lu Wenzheng three times. Then he got up from the ground with some difficulty, slowly turned around and walked out the door.
Yang Zhen felt his heart aching as he kept shouting from behind: "Brother Ling! Brother Ling!..."
Ling Yun acted as if he didn't hear anything and just walked out without looking back.
Looking at his lonely and determined back, Lu Wenzheng's heart twitched painfully, and he trembled: "Colonel Yang, stop shouting, it's useless..."
Master Lu's words reached Ling Yun's ears every word. He thought his heart had calmed down, but when he heard Mr. Lu's hoarse and trembling voice, his heart still tightened and he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe. Tears poured out uncontrollably, and his eyes became blurry.
He didn't dare to look back. He was afraid that once he looked back, he would be unable to suppress the surging emotions that he was trying so hard to suppress, and would completely lose the ability to control himself; he was even more afraid that they would see his fragility, his hesitation, his Tears of dissatisfaction...
Jiang Chun died, Xu Zhi died, Huan Yu left, Lu Qiuyue got married, Ling Yun also resigned and left. Suddenly there were so many fewer people in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment, and it immediately became deserted and empty.
Lu Wenzheng was hit hard one after another. In just a few days, he became much older and more haggard. He was silent all day long, as if he had become a different person.
Time flies, and a month passes in the blink of an eye.
In the afternoon of that day, while he was handling official business in the study, the book boy Rong'er hurriedly came to report: "Your Majesty, the prince has arrived!"
"Prince?..." Lu Wenzheng was stunned and immediately understood the purpose of the prince's visit.
It turns out that a few days ago, he was jointly recommended by the Prince of Jinling and He Yuting, and was named the Crown Prince and Tutor by the Emperor. Today, the Crown Prince came to the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment, and he must have come to ask him for advice on how to govern the country and stabilize the country.
Lu Wenzheng stood up in a hurry, packed up his clothes, and led the crowd to welcome Prince Zhao Ting into the living room like stars holding the moon.
Time really flies by, and the current prince has grown from the ignorant child he was back then into a handsome young man with a frail crown and extraordinary prowess.
The moment he saw the prince, Lu Wenzheng suddenly felt that he was old, and he felt a lot of emotion.
However, Lu Wenzheng said that he met with His Highness the Crown Prince as a monarch and his ministers, then sat down, exchanged a few words, and then turned to the main topic.
First, Lu Wenzheng talked about the strategies for governing the country and ensuring peace of the country; then the prince raised several questions, and Lu Wenzheng gave detailed answers based on current affairs and his own personal experience.
He only said that Prince Zhao Ting nodded frequently and praised repeatedly: "Master Lu is really talented in the world and has great strategies for governing the country. I admire him very much. It's just that Master Lu doesn't seem to be in a very good mood today, and his style of speech is also not very good." It used to be a bit depressed, but I don’t know why?”
Lu Wenzheng's face was dark, and he sighed and said: "Prince, forgive me, a lot of things have happened in the house recently, it's really... alas!"
As he said this, he felt sad and shook his head slightly, unable to speak any more.
Zhao Ting apologized: "Master Lu, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned these things and touched your sadness. In fact, the past is over, let the past things pass forever! Master Lu is an unparalleled genius, why should he be like those Ordinary people usually only indulge in the past, which not only sinks themselves, but also fails the holy will. Mr. Lu, you must know that my father has always placed high hopes on you!"
Lu Wenzheng said in a deep voice: "How can I be so virtuous and capable as to be so favored by the Holy Emperor and so favored by His Highness the Crown Prince? Thinking of all the mishaps in the house in recent days, I feel ashamed of all the expectations I have had from the Holy Lord and His Highness the Crown Prince... "
By the time he talked about it, his voice was trembling and he was choked with sobs.
Zhao Ting was sighing when a guard came in from outside to report: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Commander Li from outside is here on the orders of the Queen Mother. He says he has something urgent to see you!"
Lu Wenzheng was stunned for a moment. He couldn't figure out why the Queen Mother suddenly sent Li Zhishan here, so he ordered Yang Zhen, "Colonel Yang, please welcome Commander Li on behalf of my government."
Yang Zhen sighed and went out.
Seeing the confusion on Lu Wenzheng's face, Zhao Ting couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at him and smile, "Master Lu, I think I should know why the Queen Mother sent someone here."
"Oh? Please let His Highness the Crown Prince make it clear."
Zhao Ting's bright eyes turned and said: "The Queen Mother must be here to inform Commander Ling!"
"What?..." Lu Wenzheng was confused and confused for a moment.
Zhao Ting said with some complacency: "Master Lu, you don't know this! Let me tell you, my Aunt Huanyu has been staying in the palace these past few days, with my imperial grandmother.
"Aunt Huanyu has been looking sad and depressed all day long. The imperial grandmother kept telling her that the person named Ling is so ignorant. He dares to divorce a good person like my aunt. She is simply tired of living. She I must teach him a lesson and show him some color, so that I can vent my grievances for my aunt!"
At this point, he paused slightly and suddenly asked with a pair of big confused eyes: "Master Lu, didn't Commander Ling get along very well with my Aunt Huanyu? Why did he divorce my aunt?" ah?"
Lu Wenzheng couldn't tell what he felt in his heart; his originally peaceful face suddenly lost sight of a heavy layer of worry, and he whispered softly: "Oh, it's hard to put it into words..."
While the two were talking, Yang Zhen had already walked in with Li Zhishan, the commander of the imperial guards.
Li Zhishan had finished paying homage to Prince Zhao Ting and Lu Wenzheng, and went straight to the point: "Master Lu, I have come here in compliance with the Queen Mother's decree to summon Commander Ling. Please ask Master Lu to summon Commander Ling to come and see me. I will take him immediately." Enter the palace to see the Queen Mother."
Sure enough. Lu Wenzheng unconsciously turned around and glanced at the prince next to him.
The prince's cunning eyes flashed, and he gave him a proud smile, which meant: "Look, what I just said was true!"
Lu Wenzheng frowned slightly and said: "Oh, Commander Li, what a coincidence! Ling Yun resigned and left one month ago, and now he is no longer in the mansion - just because the affairs in the mansion have been busy recently, so he hasn't had time to transfer him. Report this matter to Your Majesty."
Li Zhishan seemed a little stunned, "What? Ling Yun resigned? Why is this?..."
Lu Wenzheng's face was filled with sadness. He really didn't have the intention to explain any more, so he just asked Yang Zhen to show Ling Yun's resignation to Li Zhishan.
Li Zhishan took the resignation letter and browsed it at a glance, with an imperceptible gloomy smile flashing across his deep eyes.
"What a pity! Why did such an outstanding and handsome man resign? This would be a great loss to both the Ministry of Punishment and the imperial court!..." He returned the resignation letter. Yang Zhen said with a somewhat regretful tone.
Lu Wenzheng shook his head helplessly and said nothing.
Li Zhishan came here to find Ling Yun. Seeing that Ling Yun was not there, he had no intention of saying anything, so he cupped his hands at Lu Wenzheng and said: "Such a humble position is too disturbing, so I'll take my leave!"
He said hello to Prince Zhao Ting again, then hurriedly turned around and went out, taking a group of imperial guards and leaving in a hurry...
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me. For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. …
Zhengyang Tower, at a table on the second floor, Ling Yun was drinking by himself, already feeling a little tipsy.
In the hazy eyes of drunkenness, Lian Nanchun's beautiful and graceful shadow flashed, his pale and sad face, and his wet and misty eyes were filled with mist.
"Chun'er, are you alive or dead now? If you are still alive, please tell me where you are? Why don't you come to see me?... You know, in this world, you are the only one who understands the pain in my heart best... …”
Suddenly there was a loud noise outside; then a guard with a sword and bright armor rushed into the restaurant menacingly.
The leader is in his thirties, eight feet tall, burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a short mustache under his chin, a gloomy face, and is dressed in the uniform of an imperial guard.
The four bodyguards behind him, Yuan Chao, Zhao Ying, Sun Guoxiong, and Liu Yujie, followed closely. They also held their heads high and were domineering, majestic and murderous.
The originally bustling restaurant immediately fell silent.
The shopkeeper, the waiters, and the drinkers all held their breaths and watched every move of the imperial guards. There were even those who were timid and fearful of getting into trouble, who hurriedly paid the bill and left in panic.
Ling Yun frowned slightly, and glanced coldly at the leader, who turned out to be Li Zhishan, the commander of the Imperial Guards. He was startled, "What are these Imperial Guards doing here with such force?"
He lowered his head indifferently and continued to drink his wine.
At this time, Li Zhishan had spotted Ling Yun, his eyes lit up, and he led the crowd to rush towards him with a roar, and surrounded the table where Ling Yun was sitting.
Oh, after a long time of commotion, it turned out that this group of people came for me! At that moment, Ling Yun suddenly realized something.
But he remained calm and turned a blind eye to the people around him. He just continued to pour and drink to himself as if no one was around, without raising his head.
Li Zhishan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, staring at Ling Yun unblinkingly with narrow eyes.
I saw that his fair and handsome face was slightly smudged with a faint layer of mist, and his usually clear and distant eyes seemed a bit ethereal at this time, like a deep lake with no bottom visible, making people unable to figure it out; The messy hair on his temples fell down without a trace, adding to his lazy and charming temperament.
Looking at the person in front of him playfully, Li Zhishan suddenly felt a deep jealousy deep in his heart, and couldn't help but cursed: "Aside from your good-looking appearance, you, Ling Yun, don't have anything outstanding about you? How come you are so obsessed with the beautiful and noble Princess Huanyu that you are so arrogant that you can’t stop? Oh, it’s really hard to figure out!..."
Although Li Zhishan's mind was full of thoughts, his face remained calm.
With a face as cold as an iceberg that has lasted ten thousand years, he finally said coldly: "Ling Junma, are you okay?"
