After all the resentment in her heart, Song Wanru let go and threw a white porcelain bottle to Shen Li: "Just leave one for me."
After taking the white porcelain bottle, the young man immediately put away his cynicism and thought for a while before taking one pill under her repeated urging.
"Tian Tianjing's body was so seriously injured that he needs to take good care of himself." Song Wanru pulled Shen Li to the fragrant bed, pushed him down, grabbed the white porcelain bottle, poured another pill, and forced it into his mouth regardless of the obstruction.
"There are three pills in total. I took two pills. What should you do?" Shen Li changed his naughty look.
The white porcelain bottle was put away by Song Wanru: "That's enough."
Take two pills of the holy healing medicine, and the full power of the medicine will gradually spread throughout the body's veins and acupuncture points.
"Stay here and have a good rest. No matter how big a deal it is, you have to be in good health, right?"
After smelling Song Wanru's body fragrance, Shen Li fell asleep for a moment.
"I understand that you went to Beijing to look for Brother Zhao. When you see him, speak politely and don't act nonsense according to your temper."
Her fingers climbed up to the young man's handsome face, which was like a knife and axe. Occasionally, Song Wanru also thought about how nice it would be for the few of them to live quietly in the mountains and forests without these bloody storms.
Practicing martial arts, practicing swordsmanship, practicing Taoism and reading Confucianism, making wine with pine flowers, making tea with spring water, feeling free and contented.
The young man muttered in his sleep: "I know that Brother Zhao also has difficulties. I shouldn't, I shouldn't..."
Before he finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep.
There are two people in the world who can make him sleep so peacefully, Pojun Xie Lingjiang and Xinyuehu Song Wanru.
I had agreed with the servant about two hours before. When the time came, the maid gently knocked on the door.
Song Wanru looked away at him blankly, took a few breaths, confirmed that there were no flaws, and opened the door quietly.
The maid quickly glanced inside, but she didn't smell the smell of heather. She felt relieved and said, "Sister Kou, the two hours agreed with the young master are here."
Song Wanru was still Kou Xiaowan, the incense fan pendant in Zuichun Tower, and said calmly: "The young man was tired from writing poems and fell asleep."
"This..." The maid was helpless, "The rules of Zuichun Tower cannot be broken."
"It doesn't matter, I'll go find the shopkeeper myself."
"Thank you for your hard work, sister Kou."
He turned around and closed the door, ordered his maid to wait in front of the door, and walked straight to the top floor of Zuichun Tower.
The distinguished guests were in high spirits, playing with the beautiful woman in their arms, and commented to Song Wanru:
"It's not Kou Xiaowan who is the courtesan of Zui Chun Tower. It's Mrs. Yu who is truly unparalleled in her elegance."
"Incense fan pendant, incense fan pendant, haha, it's a good trick at Zuichunlou. Do you know why Kou Xiaowan is sitting alone in the boudoir without anyone accompanying him?"
"How come I don't know about this? I spent a lot of money on the other girls, not to mention that Zui Chunlou secretly ordered people to be sent into the house to tease her, and even closed the door here, and did whatever he wanted. Only Mrs. Duyu and her, gold and silver were smashed I went in a lot, but I couldn't hear a sound. Lady Yu can be considered a different person because of her talent, so why should Kou Xiaowan do it?"
"That's right, that's right. This is why no one wants to be taken advantage of over time."
"Hey, you said that the young man gave Kou Xiaowan a good poem, will she make an exception?"
"I can't say for sure, my young master, Zhilan Yushu, if it were me, she would definitely want to refuse but welcome back. It's like a gift from Duke Zhou!"
"Ha ha……"
Qin Zhen, the left minister of the Ministry of War, did not go to Zui Chun Tower to have fun like others. Today, he saw a man.
This person is humble and soft-spoken but harbors all kinds of evil plans. In the past, Qin Zhenwei really didn't want to get involved with him.
Only recently, there has been an undercurrent in Kaixi City. Even Wang Chunfu, the Minister of Rites, died in Wuyidu. As a last resort, Qin Zhen no longer wanted to get into troubled waters, so he had to find ways to protect himself.
There were only two people in the room.
The man sat opposite Qin Zhen and drank a full glass of wine: "This wine is in congratulations to the young man who wrote "Qing Ping Diao". From then on, there is a good poem in the Southern Wu poetry circle."
Qin Zhen was also full of drinks: "In my opinion, young people don't look like locals."
"Other than that?"
"A solid foundation in martial arts."
"You are young and have a lot of talent. He must be a genius hidden by some wealthy family. In these troubled times, let him go out and make a career."
"Troubled times? I think Western Shu has no ambition, and it is difficult for the Northern Sui Dynasty to quell the chaos."
The man sneered: "Shilang Qin is in a high position, but it's a pity that he didn't see one thing clearly."
"What's the matter?"
"So what about Nanwu..."
"Of course it's time for the Holy King to come to the throne of Wu Dawu. We only need to eradicate the traitors, and we can go north and west to complete the Jinzhou of China."
"I would like to ask the ambitious Minister of Qin how to eradicate the traitors in the court?"
"..."
Qin Zhen was about to speak but stopped.
The man joked: "Shilang Qin, Shilang Qin, the wonderful chess piece to solve this game is both on the chessboard and outside the chessboard!"
Qin Zhen took a deep breath, stood up, straightened his clothes, and solemnly asked him for advice: "Teach me, sir."
"Let me ask you, what are they fighting about?"
"Of course we are competing for luck and the trend of the temple."
"Where is the luck that we are fighting for?"
Qin Zhen stretched out his hand and pointed at Zui Chun Tower.
Who would have thought that the root of the turmoil is actually a spring building that is looking for flowers and willows.
"Who is involved?"
Qin Zhen said: "The most noble people in the court all fell into the trap."
"Shilang Qin, do you want to end up in this position, or do you want to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers?"
"I want the Northern Expedition!" Qin Zhen said plainly but word by word.
"Okay! Of all the ministers in the dynasty, only the Minister of Qin has the spirit of a tiger and a leopard!" The man held out two fingers, "I offer two strategies for the Minister of Qin, the best strategy and the middle strategy, there is no inferior strategy."
"The best policy is to ignore the fight and wait to see what happens to protect yourself. When the victory is decided, quickly join the victor, then win over the supporters of the DPRK and China, and together write a letter of utmost respect to the envoys of Western Shu. Take advantage of the general trend achieved by the victor to urge the South to The Wu and Xishu alliance are heading for the Northern Expedition! This is outside the chessboard."
Qin Zhen's eyes lit up, and before he could say thank you, he was interrupted: "Shilang Qin, everything in this world comes with sacrifice. I have already explained the advantages of the best policy to you, but as for the disadvantages..."
He said seriously: "The winner will continue to suppress you until you die without a burial place."
Qin Zhen took a breath and said, "Yes, there is no such good thing in the world. What's your plan, sir?"
"Place the piece on the chessboard!"
The man stood up and seemed to be in the middle of his conversation when his body suddenly tilted. Qin Zhen quickly got a cane for him. He was actually a lame man!
"Where to settle?"
"The next move is to swallow the dragon." The man joked, "It depends on whether Qin Shilang has the courage."
"As long as I can make the Northern Expedition, I, Qin Zhen, will be very ambitious and courageous!"
"Originally, this strategy can be called the best strategy, but when the dragon is swallowed, clouds will surely move in all directions. The Tongque Tower in the Northern Sui Dynasty, the Jiange Mountain in the Western Shu Dynasty, the masters invited by high-ranking officials in the court, and the powerful men from the Jianghu dormant in Kaixi City will all be careless. , Failure is a small thing, death is a big thing!”
He looked at Qin Zhen and suddenly laughed and said: "Shilang Qin, since what I am coming up with is a strategy, I should cooperate with a series of means to obtain the safest situation for Shilang Qin. First of all, please ask Shilang Qin to meet Zhao Ruyu..."
"Zhao Ruyu?"
"Zhao Ruyu is also one of the chess players. Winning his support is the most important thing. Others don't know it, but I know it very well. Zhao Ruyu is sitting firmly behind the stage, smiling and watching the competition among others. What he relies on is the Xingxiu Sect!"
Qin Zhen's eyes widened and he looked at the cripple who limped open the door in disbelief.
"I only want a word from Mr. Qin."
"What are you talking about?" Qin Zhen knew very well that these words were the reason why the lame man wanted to see him.
The lame man opened the door, turned around, and carrying Zui Chun Lou, drunk and confused, he grinded his teeth and said bitterly: "Take me with you during the Northern Expedition. I want to witness with my own eyes that the barbarians of the Northern Sui Dynasty died in mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and they bleed for thousands of miles. !!!”
