Chapter 2305

The summer wind blew hot, and the palace officially entered the barbecue mode.

The East Hall is like a beast. When he is full, he wants to take a nap.

The clean-up of the North has been completely completed. Countless gentry are in despair, and countless farmers sigh. I don't know how many people are secretly scolding the emperor.

Alan is looking at it carefully with a list.

He held the register in his left hand, and Bai Nen's right hand was on the tea table beside him. His fingers gently knocked on the table.

He didn't speak, but he stood at the stall in front of him, but he didn't dare to go out.

This is power.

In the whole process of cleaning up the north, the East factory performed very well, and Anlun was the commander-in-chief of this excellent performance.

He was resolute in killing and attacking, and the only way for any gentry he stared at was to turn himself in.

He had a tacit understanding with the military. In the noise of rebellion, he could always see the people in the East Hall.

"Well, the North has settled down. Let them go once, but write it down and see what happens."

Anlun put down the booklet, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. He was wearing a wrench on his index finger.

This was a reward from the emperor. Just last month, the emperor suddenly said that Xun Qi could not sit, eat and die. At least he had to have a skill near his body, and gave more than ten wrenches on the spot.

This was a very obvious signal, so the relatives had to drag their fat bodies, complain, and practice riding and shooting with their servants.

Anlun naturally doesn't have to practice riding and shooting, but he still likes this trigger. He wears it on his hand and often rubs it.

Looking at his action of rubbing his finger, the stall somehow thought of Sun Xiang, who counted the Buddha beads.

……

Tianshou mountain was originally called loess mountain. It was only favored by the royal family, so it was renamed Tianshou mountain.

In the hot summer, a team of knights came to Tianshou mountain, got off their horses and walked up the mountain.

The Knights of this team are in a hurry. The leader is handsome. It is ye Luoxue who seldom shows up.

Yu Jia is beside him. They appear here together. If the outside world knows it, God knows what it will be interpreted as.

At present, there are two kings buried here, Emperor Wen and Emperor Ren.

When standing at one end of Shinto, Yu Jia couldn't help taking a breath, then drank water, gasped and asked the sergeant guarding the mausoleum, "where is Sun Xiang?"

Ye Luoxue strode past. The sergeant didn't answer, but pointed to the front.

Yu Jia wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth and looked forward. She didn't see anything at first sight. When he searched carefully, she saw a squatting man.

He followed and walked behind the man with ye Luoxue.

White!

Looking from behind, the man can hardly find a little black in his hair. The so-called silver hair is probably like this.

Summer is the season of crazy growth of plants, and there is no shortage of weeds on the Shinto.

The man squatted there, pulled weeds and moved forward step by step.

Time seemed to have stagnated. Yu Jia looked at the man blankly. His thoughts and desires dissipated without a trace. He just felt a little melancholy.

"Grandpa sun..."

Ye Luoxue tried to say hello, the dazzling silver started, and then sighed.

Lonely sigh!

The man put his hands on the ground and tried several times before he slowly stood up.

This is a white face. When there is no mood fluctuation, there is no wrinkle.

Sun Xiang squinted, covered his eyes with his left hand holding a handful of weeds, looked at them and said, "Yu Jia... You..."

He stared at ye Luoxue, his expression fluctuated slightly, and asked, "are you not dead?"

Ye Luoxue nodded slightly, "Grandpa sun, long time no see."

Sun Xiang loosened his eyebrows and said, "yes, those things will pass. It's best not to be known, but since you can appear here with Yu Jia, it's lucky!"

He has a kind eyebrow and a good purpose, so that life can't be vigilant. He talks a little nagging, like a grandfather at home.

"Your Majesty is ambitious and willing to keep you around. You should be more diligent. Don't be domineering by relying on the people left by Emperor Wen. That's the way to take trouble..."

"Your health is not very good? Then take more rest. Don't you have Jia Quan around your majesty? Don't compete first and let them stand out. When you find a time later, ask your majesty for grace and go home to provide for the elderly. Just remember not to leave Peiping..."

He nagged, but he just said about ye Luoxue. As for Yu Jia, he just took a look at it at the beginning, and then he thought there was no such person behind him.

Ye Luoxue nodded, gave a slight hum, and then looked at Yu Jia.

Yu Jia coughed and said, "Grandpa sun, we have something to ask for advice."

Sun Xiang stopped nagging, glanced at him and said, "Duke Yu is a high-ranking man, and slaves dare not."

This man used to be a Buddha, but now he has become sour!

Yu Jia sneered and asked, "Grandpa sun... Was it you who recommended Anlun?"

Sun Xiang squinted at the distance as if he were remembering.

"Our family recommended it."

But he refused to say that only Anlun could take over the East factory at that time. Others couldn't hold it down. It was too late to hold down those stalls.

The emperor needs eyes and arms outside the palace, and the East Hall is his eyes and arms.

After Zhu Zhanji ascended the throne, he did not have a good relationship with the officials and scholars all over the world. At this time, as the eyes and arms of the emperor, the east hall could not have any accidents and stagnation.

This is why he still recommended Anlun after he knew that Anlun was simple and honest on the outside and cruel on the inside.

"Grandpa sun, what about Anlun?"

The question is broad and unclear.

But Yu Jia came to ask questions himself, accompanied by Ye Luoxue, which explained the direction.

Sun Xiang changed the hot weed in his hand for another hand and said, "there is no doubt about his loyalty to his majesty."

This man has entered the emperor's sight, or has entered the emperor's pocket. Later, it is impossible to say that he is the big eunuch of the celebrant.

Sun Xiang did not envy, but tried his best to maintain objectivity: "Anlun is a little extreme, the reason is unknown, but loyalty is not lacking."

Extreme

Yu Jia's face was a little cold. He thought which eunuch was not extreme. Since he was cut off, men, women and women have to often suffer from the inexplicable anger. Who is not extreme except the silly goods of song Chengcheng?

"He privately raised a broken leg war horse, still under the command of Xinghe Bo, Grandpa sun..."

Sun Xiang looked at him for the first time, with an indelible contempt in his eyes.

"Did you ask this yourself?"

Yu Jia's face turned red in an instant. It was angry.

But he finally nodded with difficulty.

Sun Xiang sighed and said, "Anlun can't see the tragic events of human relations and bully others. This must be related to his childhood experience, but he and xinghebo didn't collude..."

He thought for a moment and continued: "they had an intersection in Jinling, but they were all doing things at that time, especially when the treasure note was innovated, not only Anlun, but the people of the royal guards were also following the instructions of xinghebo, but they didn't contact afterwards... These have been checked."

Seeing Yu Jia's disapproval, he said, "I know so much. There is no lie. If there is nothing wrong, please go back so as not to disturb emperor Ren..."

Yu Jia immediately felt a cold attack. He glanced at the direction of the mausoleum and said with a dry smile, "in that case, let's leave, Grandpa sun. Take care."

Sun Xiang nodded slightly, then turned around and walked to the place where he had just pulled the grass and squatted down again.

Out of Shinto, ye Luoxue looked back.

Sun Xiang pulled the grass very slowly. It seemed that he was fixed in that place, like a stone Weng Zhong.

A hill divides the mausoleum into two parts, surrounded by trees and birds singing.

The sergeants and the guard of the mausoleum were looking at them with curious eyes.

They will always guard here, and the sergeants will rotate, but the shoulinghu can only be handed down from generation to generation, and finally live here for generations.

Cicadas chirped on the old locust tree, and birds chirped incessantly.

The wind rustled through the woods

This is the sound of nature, but in the eyes and ears of Ye Luoxue, the world is still... Silent

Emperors and generals will eventually turn into a cup of loess