Chapter 123 Pitch

The Chinese calligraphy of Fengge is that the Duanmu bandit is Rong and a good friend. Bu Nuan is transferred to Zhongshu Province, and the living treatment is similar to that of Lantai. In addition, she is not a jumper and adaptable. She is willing to take root in a new place, so she gets along well with the peaks.

Zhongshu Province is in charge of the decision-making department, which is different from Lantai. Nowadays, her errands are light, but her actions are under control. Fengge's rules are strict, prohibiting leakage, suspension of audit, violation, and forgetting. These points alone must be greatly constrained. The officials of Zhongshu Province are arranged in a stepped manner. She is only a seven-grade position, so she was directly appointed as a six-grade general secretary. There are not many jobs, but it is more complicated. The people in charge of the court, the palace played, the four sides paid tribute to the etiquette, and the sergeants were ordered to go out. She is a handyman. She can't do it. She is only responsible for some miscellaneous matters in the province. Basically, she mainly transcribes the draft books.

She has heard the news of He Lan's death, and she can't do anything else for him except crying. I regret that she didn't send him when he went to Leizhou. He took care of her and couldn't even see him for the last time.

Sometimes she stood in front of the window looking at the direction of Lantai and could see his smiling face in a trance. Unruly, with three-point bad, the most typical Helan-style joke. However, everything was empty, and the man died like a lamp, and he disappeared like this. No matter how many fire trees and silver flowers used to be, in the end, they are stiff and rotten, and they are turned into dust.

A really terrible life experience! For the first time, she felt that death was so close to her. Sometimes she will dream of him and wake up in the middle of the night and sit at the bedside to remember him. Thinking about it, then tears poured down. He is an exaggerative and absurd man. In fact, if he can get close to him, he is more affectionate than anyone else. He is a real good man.

She went around and found out that the general who escorted him was her uncle. He Lan was supposed to be exiled to Leizhou, but she died on the way. She knew that it was because of the decree of the Queen Wu, but she still hated Rongyu. She now has to stop and sort out the flowers and snow in her mind. Uncle may not be as simple as she thought. Can people who have been promoted from fourth grade to second grade in ten years see to the end at a glance? His wrist is tough and hypocritical on the surface. For the black gauze hat on his head, he can defeat all the world.

Why is the person she loves like this! Is her love so passionate that it blinds her eyes? He killed her friend. How can he be so cruel? Hearing that she was going to cut her ears as proof, she was going crazy - He Lan is so pitiful! There is no whole body, and you can't be reincarnated. Is there any next life? This fool, if he had listened to her advice and gave up everything in Chang'an to escape, now he might have drunk a pot of wine and walk in other places of prosperity. But he gave up and died in such a pathetic and deplorable end...

He said that he would protect her alive and bless her if he died. She often calmed down after finishing her work, sat withered for a while, and suddenly felt that he was looking at her not far away. After persuading herself, He Lan has been lonely, and now she has reunited with her parents and family, which is also good! If you are not buried in Chang'an, you don't have to bury Mrs. Rongguo!

Is it really good? She held her face and her chest was stuffy and painful. What did he suffer? Torture? Does it hurt? I'm afraid no one can imagine it.

It's just that no matter how painful it is, life will always pass. She sealed the cover and got up to send documents. When she walked to the dripping water, she saw Duanmu bandit people and Rong Yu, talking and laughing as they came here. Obviously, a familiar face has become so strange now. He is still smiling, still with a self-contained look. Calmly and lightly, as if nothing had happened.

She fought fiercely in her heart, and the two conflicting emotions burned her into a hard iron.

"Winter is warm!" Duanmu bandit waved, with a kind expression on his plain face, and said to Rong, "The secretary is not simple. He is calm and calm. She is a girl who can handle great responsibility."

Rong Yu smiled with relief, "I'm sorry to trouble you. I've been busy with affairs recently, and I can't make time. I just returned to Beijing yesterday, and I remember that it was time for my old friends to get together. Tomorrow, there will be a family banquet. You will take your wife to the house together, and our brothers will catch up.

Duanmu patted his back happily, "It's so good, I'm not polite. After careful calculation, since the court banned the formation of parties, it has been seven or eight months, and everyone is in danger, making friends estranged. He asked with great interest, "Who else?" I heard that Luoyang's errands have been completed, and I haven't seen him since he came back! Later, send someone to send him a message. I remember that you are now your children's in-laws, so I will bring my boss's book tomorrow. The old lady will definitely miss her niece, which is also called the reunion of Yuge and Dongnuan.

Hearing this, Rong Yu looked a little unnaturally, and then smiled and said, "That's the best. You brought back the teacher back to become famous, and there is less trouble on the palace door."

Duanmu nod his head and said, "Then your nephew speaks, and I still have official documents to read there, so I don't have to accompany you."

Rong Yu thanked him and watched him go far away. Fang turned around to look at Bu Nuan.

I haven't seen her in January. She seems to have grown taller. Seeing that he did not smile, there was a sense of sadness and alienation between his eyebrows. He thought that she probably hated him too. Does everyone hate him for doing this job like this? It's hard for him to say. Who can he talk to about the depression in his heart?

"Warm?" He slowed down and said, "What's wrong? What's with this face?"

He still has the face to ask? She thought it was incredible that his fake skills were really smart!

He reached out and pulled her and turned to the shady place behind the palace. She felt disgusted and broke away from him and said, "Don't touch me. Your hands are dirty. Don't tire me."

He was stunned, "For what? Is it for He Lan's death?" He was overwhelmed by anger, and it was nothing that others misunderstood. Why did she also scold him? Without asking the reason, hating him and contempt him, is there no love overnight? He suddenly found himself living in great sadness, being careful and complaining everywhere.

Bu Nuan couldn't help it. She was full of anger. Anyway, it was true that He Lan died in his hands! She clenched her fist and said, "You killed He Lan, and I hate you all my life!" You sanctimonous hypocrite, your hands are stained with Helan's blood, and you still pretend to be light in front of me? I look down on you!"

He was astounded, "Are you unreasonable? Everything always has to ask for a reason. Are you killing people with a stick? There is still room for people to refute in the court, but you are more specialized than the emperor!"

"What do you have to refute? For the sake of your senior officials and wealth, for your glory and wealth, you will do whatever order you want. Isn't it?" She cried and said, "I looked away. I thought He Lan was always safe in your hands. At least you would save his life. But you killed him and cut off his ear to ask for credit. Are you still a human?"

His face turned blue, and the impact of He Lan's death on him was not enough to be outsider. He had other thoughts before, and he had the impulse to have the idea of sleeping with her. But now that he calms down, he must look at the problem head-on. Wrong love is not good, so He Lan died. Is he going to follow in his footsteps? Both myself and the warmth can't stand such a big shock.

What's more, she questioned him, and this is what disappointed him the most. She can't trust him, and there is no way to build a common future. As long as there is a little unsmooth, there will be endless disputes. This kind of life is not what he wants, and no matter how deep the feelings are, they can't stand the corrosion of reality. The tacit understanding between them is far from living together.

He nodded, "You're right. The current big situation can't allow me to think too much. Haven't you heard that the bachelor Lingyange was eradicated one by one. It has not been decided who will be next. If you don't kill others, you will be killed by others. Is it me who you want to die?

She was stunned there, and of course she didn't want him to suffer such a fate. If he dies, she won't survive. But what should she do? She has too much resentment in her heart. From his escape and dodging again and again to now, the matter of Helan is like a continuous pile of stones, backlogged into mountains. She felt that he was getting farther and farther away from her, and he was going to get married and soon become Ye Zhixian's husband. The more and more floods are separated, and they can't be touched.

She is out of fear. She doesn't know where the back road is. Maybe she will really take this opportunity to make a break.

"I know you have a friendship with He Lan. You are sad that he died." He mocked, "If the person who died were me, you wouldn't be so sad! Bu Nuan, do you know what love is? Did you say that you loved me after careful consideration?

She cried in the wind, "Of course I love you. Why do you doubt me? But no matter how much I love you, I can't tolerate you killing Helan! He is a poor man. He is humble and swallowed his anger until now. Finally, I will die in your hands, and I will be deblasphemed by you after death..." She gritted her teeth and said, "How cruel you are! If you want to kill me one day, you must not even blink your eyes!"

He really felt unprecedented fatigue, and his full love in exchange for her full hatred.

What's the pain! He leaned his back against the palace wall and was melancholy. That's it. It's good for both of them.

He looked at her with a sharp pain in his lungs, "bu Nuan, I know you hate me. But in any case, I can't bear this charge in vain. Listen, He Lan was self-made, not me. I didn't leave him in the wilderness. Although the mourning ceremony was simple, at least I sent him, and I was worthy of him... As for cutting my ears, I really had no choice. Since people die, if I am a woman's benevolent, I will not only kill myself, but also 13 generals of my colleagues. No matter how much you blame me, I won't regret it. I'm the commander, and I have to think about the overall situation. Thirteen human lives are not a child's play!"

He said, but she was stunned for a while. Thinking about it, it seems to be quite credible. Is it really his fault? But the palace is flaunting how great the general is, killing Helan, and the civilians are angry. Are those rumors false?

She hesitated, "You really didn't kill it?"

He turned his face away and didn't look at her. "I was going to let him go, but he hanged himself. I think I'm frustrated when I hear the news of the prince's wedding!"

"Is that so..." She said shyly, glanced at him and felt that her face was a little useless. It's me Meng Lang. I wronged you if I didn't figure it out.

He habitually stroked the little finger of his left hand and said lightly, "It's good to make it clear. I don't want you to misunderstand for a lifetime. You also heard the words of the order just now. There will be a banquet in the house tomorrow. You can go back to the palace with him and say good to your grandmother. Zhixian and I will get married next month, and the instrument is ready. Since the death of my grandfather, there has been no happy event in the house! Take a look and join in the fun!"

She stared blankly at him. The matter between them was vague and vague.

Her heart fell straight down, and both of them were silent. The wind on the roof blew, and the withered yellow leaves fell down one after another. The silent moment was so long.

In a blink of an eye, it was already autumn.