Chapter 191

"Listen to the boss's meaning, it seems that we have a chance to meet this famous young master Shen?" Bu Qingyi was slightly surprised.

"Of course you can see it. If you don't see it, something will happen." When he was drunk, he muttered and looked at Bu Qingyi suspiciously. "Did you not pay attention to this trip at all? Don't you know that it's Mr. Shen who connects with the mission in Nanming? "

“…… Oh Bu Qingyi's old face is red.

The list of reception personnel of Nanming kingdom was submitted to the emperor early, but she didn't think it had much to do with it before. She just protected Lu Jingyi according to empress dowager Jiang's request, so she didn't take it seriously at all. Naturally, she didn't read the list. Now think about it, she is really a unqualified guard.

"I've been talking a lot of nonsense, haven't I finished? When you're full, you should cool down. It's bad for you to always mix up other people's lives. "

When he saw that he was drunk, he had to start the pot of soup. Mo GUI couldn't bear it. He patted his hand open. His eyes were cold and his words were like knives. Shitongzui's eyes fell on the soup and couldn't move away. He was so lost that even his answer was almost unconscious.

"Ah That's it It really smells good... "

What delicacies have not been eaten by a merchant who is rich and wandering all over the world? I'm salivating over a can of humble soup He kept saying that Mr. Shen was a strange man. Bu Qingyi thought that he was the most strange one in the mission.

"I'll take the soup back when it's clear and taste it slowly." Bu Qingyi Da Fangfang took up the earthen jar and handed it to Tong Zui. He blinked his eyes quickly. "I have to coax our vinegar jar. Tomorrow, the boss will remember to tell me a story."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say anything with this can of soup!"

When the same drunk holding soup pot Meizizi left, Mo GUI's face this just a little better, but still a pair of angry tone: "the cake is gone, the soup is gone, princess or drink northwest wind to go."

"Northwest wind, there must be someone to drink with me. It's no fun to drink alone."

Bu Qingyi completely ignored the eyes of the people around him, took Mo GUI's arm and sat on the ground beside the fire. Compared with her, Mogui was like a housewife. Although she complained, she still served her a large bowl of carefully baked game.

After eating dry food and post station food for many days, bu Qingyi was almost anorexic, and finally he felt very comfortable. Mo GUI didn't rush to ask, until she was full of food and drink and yawned, then she mentioned the old question again.

"What's the matter with that boss? How did he attract the attention of the Empress Dowager? "

Bu Qingyi held her cheek in one hand and felt her full stomach in the other. She said lazily, "it's not accurate to say that he attracted the attention of the Empress Dowager. In fact, the Empress Dowager did not appoint him. She just asked me to help him find some knowledgeable and intelligent people. I think the boss just met the requirements. "

"I see." Mo GUI seemed to understand something. "The Empress Dowager has been dormant for many years. Is she going to end at last? Although it is understandable that you need some virtuous talents to be used for yourself, how reliable is your confidant? Is it appropriate to recommend it to the Empress Dowager? "

Bu Qingyi shrugged: "loyalty is not within the reference range listed by the Empress Dowager. Just now you have heard that boss Shi knows a lot about some unknown news of Nanming, which also confirms my previous guess that he is not an ordinary businessman. This kind of person with a clear ear and a secret background is waiting to be robbed by others if he doesn't take advantage of the opportunity to win over? "

Mo GUI looked up at the stars and didn't speak for a long time.

Bu Qingyi has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for half of his life. He knows little about the former dynasties and the later palaces, and lacks the acumen that a person in officialdom should have. But he is different. In the past ten years, he has been influenced by competition and power strife. With a little action from empress dowager Jiang, he immediately realized that this old woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he thought about a problem earlier than Bu Qingyi.

Empress Dowager Jiang finally decided to fight against the emperor, but it was still impossible for her age and identity to fight for her position. So who would be the person she carefully selected to fight against the emperor?

First of all, the emperor has been protecting the prince.

Mo GUI suddenly turns to look at Bu Qingyi.

"What am I doing? I don't have your son on my face Bu Qingyi touched her cheek subconsciously.

"Have you ever thought about why the Empress Dowager tried her best to protect you and why she was so close to you?"

"I thought it was congenial. After all, the Empress Dowager is a straightforward person. But in retrospect, it doesn't seem that simple. " Bu Qingyi and Mo GUI looked at each other, and there was a trace of uncertainty in their eyes. "Do you think that the special care of the Empress Dowager for me has something to do with King Jin?"

Mo GUI didn't answer, but he frowned slightly and affirmed Bu Qingyi's idea.

Empress Dowager Jiang once fought for the marriage between Lu Jingyi and bu Qingyi. She also tried to observe Bu Qingyi several times. Later, she disobeyed the emperor's wishes and directly took her into the shelter. For a person who is used to cruel power struggle, this is undoubtedly an extremely irrational way to seek death. However, when this kind of behavior is related to empress dowager Jiang, the matter is not so simple."The Empress Dowager's blatant protection of you is a provocation to the emperor. From another point of view, it is also the strongest support for King Jin. She has been keeping a low profile for decades. If there is no special reason, how can the Empress Dowager cause trouble for herself at this time? Now she specially asks you to protect King Jin, which shows that King Jin is very important to her. In other words

Mo GUI's guess was interrupted by Bu Qingyi before he finished. She gave him a light, direct answer.

"The virtue of the crown prince does not match the throne, and the emperor is partial to listen and believe, so the Empress Dowager intends to use her own strength to help king Jin replace the crown prince and become the next Xiping emperor."

Bu Qingyi's words were very firm, so Mo GUI understood that at this time, she was indeed the confidant of the Empress Dowager.

"It's really out of my expectation. I didn't expect that I managed to get out, but you got into the mire again. It's still the deepest one." With a low sigh, Mo GUI didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He grasped Bu Qingyi's hand and held it in his palm. There was a sense of vicissitudes in his tone: "seriously, your character can't adapt to this kind of life, so after this matter is finished, I'd better explain it to the Empress Dowager earlier."

Bu Qingyi nodded absently: "I understand. In fact, if the person who the Empress Dowager wants to help is not king Jin, I will never take over the hard work. Although I was annoyed by some things that King Jin did, I had to admit that he was kind-hearted and decisive, and he had strategies but did not show off his strength. Compared with other princes, he was indeed the most suitable person to be a king. The reason why the seven killers could exist in the heyday of Luan Xue pavilion was that there was the darkest corner in the temple. Too many innocent people lost their lives because of the emperor's arbitrary behavior. I don't hope that in the next 13 years, the Communist Party of Korea will still be enveloped in this kind of misfortune, and I don't want more people like me to live in the dark as killers and never see the light. "

The days in the snow pavilion are not always bitter. Gu Zhaoxi, Qinchuan, Nanzhu Those familiar people, the most important people in her heart, have also brought her countless joy and happiness. But bu Qingyi deeply understands that even if you are happy, you are also happy in pain. If you have the chance, who will willingly give up the ordinary and plain life and choose to bear countless blood debts?

It's better to be a Taiping dog than to leave people in disorder.

"No matter what you think, just let it go. I will do my best to support you whenever and whatever happens. " Pick up that thin but not very delicate hand, ink to light but fall kiss, eyes flowing with light luster, warm and soft.

Whether it's turning the sky or the earth, or whether it's going up and down, her eyes are on the battlefield where he charges with armor and guns.

Mo GUI's company is always silent. Bu Qingyi knows the countless words contained in the kiss. She leaned her head on his shoulder, closed some dry eyes and whispered: "since you understand everything, you should not be jealous any more?"

"Understanding is understanding. Being jealous is being jealous. It's not the same thing." Mo GUI was dumbfounded and said, "at most, I know that you are close to that guy just to draw him under the command of King Jin. I won't care too much after that, but if you still surround him all day and ignore me, I will eat a drop of vinegar."

"I'll ask for some sugar tomorrow. When I pass by the market, I'll buy some bone and meat. How about making me a sweet and sour spareribs with your vinegar flavor? I'm greedy. "

"You can eat whatever you want. I'd like to feed you a pig so that no one will compete with me."

Looking far away, Mo GUI looks at the gate of the post station and suddenly thinks of something.

"I don't want to talk about your boss for the time being. I think you should pay attention to Nanzhu. He's not normal recently."

Bu Qingyi was puzzled: "what happened to Nanzhu? Isn't he always playing with Princess Arnold these days? I heard they had a good time

"It's just because I had a good time that there was a problem." Mo GUI raised his hand and motioned Bu Qingyi to look forward.

There are eight white paper lanterns hanging at the gate of the post station. In the dim light, two figures, one high and one low, stand at the gate of the post station, dancing and shouting excitedly around the newly built snowman.

Nanzhu's mind, which had stopped growing, was completely stimulated, laughing like a child. The purity of her face, which was not in line with her age, was moving. In sharp contrast to him is the young and thin Princess Arnold, who has the eyes to understand the world.

The warmer the weather is, the colder the night is, and Princess Arnold's face turns red with cold. However, she couldn't care that her cheek was hurt by the wind. When she saw that Nan Zhu squatted down and carefully drew her eyes for the snowman, she quickly stretched out a pair of small hands and gently brushed the snow off his head.

"This, like Arnold, is clean." Nanzhu looks back at Princess Arnold and laughs.

Princess Arnold smiles back.

A group of chatting people around don't like it. What they see is that people like two children are doing boring things to kill time. Even if they laugh, they are just happy in their childhood.

But the two people in front of the tent could see clearly that there was a different luster in Princess Arnold's flawless eyes.That's a kind of, muddled heart.