One, Yufu alone

The moon is dark around the mountain. The bright moonlight attached to the forest table, making the distant Mianshan light slightly faint, and falling to the quiet path, falling to the dark moat, obliquely hanging on the city wall. The high-altitude earth is cold and silent.

Yuqing lived in such a night, drinking alone in his courtyard. The lights are slightly bright and the flowers are cold.

Before long, the sound of boots came from the corridor, and two people came. Housekeeper Yu picked up a small lamp and led the way in front of him, followed by a long man.

"Cunqing--" The man whispered.

Yu Qingcun's body stiffened. Who else could call him like this besides the emperor today? He came...

Yu Qingcun turned around and bent his knees. He was about to kneel down, but was helped by the man.

"Why are you still drinking so late?" Juncheng's eyes were friendly, and he looked at Yu Qingcun with a smile in his mouth.

"Qing is nothing more than a drinker." Yu Qingcun got up and flashed Juncheng's arm without a trace. When he spoke, he looked indifferent, as if his mind was still in the distance, and he never wanted to take it back. He glanced at Yu's housekeeper. Lao Yu wanted to stop talking, and his eyes were full of confusion. Yu Qingcun nodded slightly to him. He knew how to block the emperor with an old man? Although he had told him earlier, no one should disturb him. Housekeeper Yu hung the lantern in his hand on the branch and retreated quietly.

Jun Cheng smiled and said, "Are you still angry with me?"

"I dare not clear it."

"At this time, it's just you and me, so you don't have to be polite. Today's matter, Liu Yin can't let go. What he has committed is the crime of treason. It is tolerable. It is unbearable. Cunqing thinks he understands.

"Clear and clear." Yu Qingcun looked at the dark flowers and trees under the light and sighed secretly. He walked to the lace, raised his hand to stroke the flower branches, and looked confused. Liu Yin's indignant face suddenly appeared in front of him. Liu Yin's words suddenly sounded in his ear again: "As a minister of Dajing, you don't want to restore the country. You only know how to live under Juncheng's hands. How can you see us and other brothers!" A deep wry smile appeared from the corners of Yu Qingcun's lips.

For a long time, silent.

The jade in the moonlight is clear, wearing a light-colored long coat, with a tall and thin figure, which seems to be weak, but it does not give rise to an arrogant momentum, like a cold plum in winter, Tsinghua can't be forced to see.

"Cunqing--" Juncheng walked behind Yu Qingcun, stretched out a hand, and gently put on Yu Qingcun's shoulder. Yu Qingcun's body suddenly trembled, as if he had just woken up.

As he took half a step, he turned around and stared at Juncheng. His dark eyes became darker and brighter in the moonlight at night. "Why didn't you kill me?"

Jun Cheng was stunned, and something flashed in his eyes, and then laughed a few times.

"Yu Qingcun, the world's most popular talents, I beg for virtuous people, how can I be willing to kill them?"

The yellow light half fell on Juncheng's body. Yu Qingcun looked up at today's emperor with luxurious clothes and was speechless for a moment.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, this Juncheng has appeased the people. After many years of war, various industries have begun to recover their vitality. It is the time when hundreds of wastes are waiting to flourish. There are many praises inside and outside the government and the opposition. How can we talk about the great scenery? Those who have won the hearts of the people since ancient times have won the world.

Yu Qingcun walked to the stone table, stretched out his arm, and poured another cup for himself stiffly. He put it to his mouth, raised his neck, and drank it in one breath, "What's the use of you want me to be a drinker?"

In recent years, he has become a king, rejecting himself, killing rebellion, killing a group of former princes and generals, but he did not offend him at all. Instead, he worshipped him as a Tulongge university scholar and respected him as the first talent of the new dynasty. He had a lot of love, which made him unable to do anything.

The only thing you can do is to take on idle duties every day, never ask about your own duties, only take a pot of wine, and invite everyone to get drunk. And Juncheng didn't blame him. He just smiled and said: He is a real man.

Since the establishment of the New Dynasty, Yu Qingcun has only done one thing related to politics: ask Juncheng to exempt Liu Yin and others from the death penalty. Seeing the former friends scattered one by one, Yu Qingcun only hoped to keep them as much as possible.

And for the first time, Juncheng did not agree to his request.

Yes, how can he agree? For more than a year, Liu Yin and others have raised troops everywhere to fight against Juncheng under the banner of the restoration of the country. And he actually wants to be a big savior with Jun Cheng's usual doting. Isn't he humiliating himself?

"Cunqing Cunqing..." Suddenly, Juncheng sighed behind him, "Do you remember the first time I saw you?"

Remember, why don't you remember? Yu Qingcun remembered the handsome young general he saw five years ago.