Happy Marriage

An Sheng vaguely felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while, and asked doubtfully, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

The general took a step back respectfully, and the middle-aged man glanced at An Sheng and said gently, "Miss An Sheng, please give Leng Nanxian a message and ask for help."

Did he know himself? And the voice is not angry and arrogant, so big aura. An Sheng became more and more confused, seeing that he was either rich or expensive, and he should be a prominent figure.

"What's your name, please?"

"Bold!" The generals behind him scolded!

The middle-aged man waved his hand, stopped the general's reprimand, and said with a smile: "Miss An Sheng is really a noble person who forgets things. You and I have had a relationship on both sides, and even forgot."

An Sheng scratched his head in embarrassment, and smiled "hehe": "Please forgive me for my clumsiness, I only look good, but I really can't remember, how did I ever know a person with such extraordinary demeanor as Your Excellency?"

This flattery is just right without being too revealing, the middle-aged man laughed heartily: "I have the right to take it as your words from the bottom of my heart."

When he opened his mouth, An Sheng couldn't help but be startled, looked him up and down, and his heart began to panic.

She had met the emperor twice, once when Yu Jingyun returned to Beijing to enter the palace for business, and she was summoned to the palace to receive a reward. That time, trembling with fear, he lowered his head from beginning to end, did not dare to lift it up, and secretly raised his eyelids, the only thing he could see was the pair of black satin embroidered golden dragon boots on the emperor's feet.

The second time, at the New Year's Eve banquet, he hid in the corner. He passed by and he lay on the ground. He could only hear the rustling of his clothes and his vigorous steps.

The two times, he has never seen the face, so he may know himself, but he does not know him!

But if you listen to the voice, isn't it no doubt that today's Long Live Lord?

An Sheng reacted and immediately fell to the ground: "The people have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, and I ask my emperor to forgive me."

The emperor stepped into the medicine house and raised his hand: "Forget it, those who don't know are innocent, just get up. Where's Leng Nanxian?"

An Sheng got up from the ground, raised his hand and pointed to the backyard: "Master is planting flowers in the backyard."

"Growing flowers?" The emperor was startled: "What a big Yaxing. Could it be that he is imitating Tang Yin? Just sit in front of the flowers when he wakes up, and sleep in the flowers when he is drunk. I hope I die in the flowers and wine, and I don't want to bow in front of the carriages and horses. ."

An Sheng couldn't figure out the emperor's intention here. Hearing what he meant, he explained with a smile: "It's just self-sufficient and used to make tea."

The emperor sniffed softly: "A sweet and sour smell with a slightly floral scent, could it be that you are making tea?"

The emperor has tried his best to be peaceful, but standing in front of him, An Sheng still feels an invisible oppression. Carefully said: "It's flower and fruit tea, sweet and sour appetizing effect."

The emperor sighed faintly: "It's no wonder that Leng Nanxian is nostalgic for this piece of land outside the world. I personally cultivate, beauties add fragrance, calm and leisurely, and my heart is relaxed and happy, and I am free and happy."

There was an obvious longing in the words.

Leng Nanxian had heard the news and came out of the backyard. Although he cleaned his hands, there were still two bits of mud left on the hem of his clothes, which An Sheng had just thrown up mischievously.

He stepped forward in a hurry, and fell to the ground, exclaiming long live.

The emperor "hehe" smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, there's no need to be polite."

Leng Nanxian got up and hurriedly invited the emperor to the house.

The emperor saw the stone table next to him and pointed out: "I have been stuffy in the house all day, and now I finally come out to breathe, so I won't go in. We will talk on this side."

At this time, the sun is just right, through the leaves, leaving mottled light and shadow on the stone table.

An Sheng hurriedly took the brocade mat and spread it on the stone bench.

When the emperor took the seat, he also rewarded Leng Nanxian with a seat. An Sheng ran to the kitchen, poured two cups of flower and fruit tea, and placed it on the stone table respectfully.

The flower and fruit tea was served in a crystal cup, with a bright red color, with the rounded hawthorn fruit and a few petals at the bottom of the cup, which looked mouth-watering.

The emperor glanced at her, picked up the cup, took a sip, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's really unique."

Leng Nanxian smiled: "It's just a child's temperament."

"The first time I saw her, she didn't want my title, she asked me for flowers, and I thought she was a child. But it was only a year later, and I watched her, and she became a big kid. "

When the emperor spoke, An Sheng naturally made several circles in his heart, feeling that he had something to say in his words, and that this person was a big kid, and he was praised and criticized.

Leng Nanxian smiled slightly: "I don't know the world, so I don't know the depth."

The emperor cast a thoughtful glance at Leng Nanxian with a slight smile on his lips.

An Sheng knew that the emperor came to Yaolu on purpose, and he must have something to say to Leng Nanxian, so he consciously retreated.

The generals were still standing in front of the emperor.

The emperor looked around the medicine house and praised sincerely: "You are far away from the world, it's really a good place to cultivate one's self-cultivation."

"Departing without avoiding the world, Nanxian is still in the hustle and bustle."

"Yang Chengye and Meng Jinglun told me a few days ago that their articles were all instructed by you. Your insight convinced them, and it can be seen that although you are not above the court, you have inherited your father's talent. One can see the drawbacks at a glance, and the vision is also long-term.”

Leng Nanxian bowed his head slightly: "The two of them lifted it up, I'm just an axe."

The emperor smiled "hehe": "You don't have to be humble, the last Xia Yunhai case was clearly attributed to Yu Jingyun, but in fact, I know that it was you who were keenly aware of the doubts and clues in it and rushed to the scene in person. In the south, the stolen warehouse grain was recovered. Do you think that if you succeed in retreating, you will be able to hide it from me?"

Leng Nanxian's heart suddenly froze, and he skipped a few beats: "It's just a coincidence."

"Then after your mother passed away, the Leng family was in civil strife, and many people in the clan coveted your Leng family's property. Who is the one who stabilized the overall situation at a critical moment, and made plans to break them into pieces, so as to carry forward the business of the Leng family? You do this, Concealing the sharpness of the richest man in the Leng family and making a fortune in silence, you can hide it from the world, but you can't hide it from me."

Leng Nanxian is no longer self-effacing or defending this time, and is silent.

"Also!" The emperor increased his tone: "I heard that in the case of the murder of Zhou Shanli from the Ministry of Rites a few days ago, you were the first to discover the clues and found the crucial list."

Leng Nanxian pursed his lips: "As entrusted by a friend, I will clear his grievances and do my best."

"Then you want to know, how is the case going?"

Leng Nanxian didn't know how to answer for a while.

The emperor said to himself: "I have personally seen the grass scrolls that were transcribed by the nine students on the list. They were all written by Zhou Shanli, and there were extremely hidden marks on the test papers!"

Leng Nanxianrao already knew it in his chest, but he couldn't help but raise his head in surprise.

"That is to say, this year's scientific examination, someone is secretly manipulating, the receiving officer, the sealing officer, plus the transcription officer and the reviewer, it can be said that they are all in one, two marks, the party is the same, and Meng Jinglun is unfortunate, it is one of them. Therefore, although his articles are splendid throughout, not inferior to Yang Chengye, he is famous. And some mediocre talents have been promoted."

Leng Nanxian just listened intently and didn't interrupt.

"Bribes with money, and the pressure on each other. Obviously, there are people in the DPRK who are secretly cultivating their own power. This can't help but make me worry." The emperor sighed with emotion and glanced at Leng Nanxian. Regardless of how he hangs up high, he is slightly annoyed.

"If it weren't for an ordinary murder, this fraud would not be involved. Thanks to your resourcefulness and insight, otherwise such an important clue would have been ignored."

Leng Nanxian said very humbly: "It's a coincidence, I'm honored to be able to do my best for the emperor."

"If you can really think like this, I will be pleased, but unfortunately you are not."

The emperor looked at him with gleaming eyes, with a faint hope: "You really don't think about entering the court as an official, for me, for the people of Chang'an, and do your best to make great achievements? You are really willing to live in the palace all your life. In this square inch of land, grow flowers and medicines, and be your divine doctor?"

Leng Nanxian refused without hesitation: "Practicing medicine and helping the world is originally the job of the grass-roots. To acquire a medical skill is to benefit the people."

"However, even if you don't sleep, you practice medicine day and night every day, every illness can be brought back to life, how many people can you save? Compared to this world, the people of Chang'an are insignificant.

But if you are an official, it is different. You can do your best to govern the country and the world, and you can make the people of Chang'an rich and live in peace and contentment. How many people's fate can be changed by a good policy of governing the country, without the separation of wives and children, and the road is frozen to death?

One is small righteousness, the other is great righteousness. You have a heart for the common people, sympathize with the world, and consider yourself. Which action is the real benefit to the country and the people? A man, you should be born to stand upright and do something, how can you escape and shrink because of your personal likes and dislikes? "

Leng Nanxian kept his head down and listened without saying a word, listening to the emperor's lesson.

When he finally finished speaking, Fang Cai still stubbornly said: "The emperor looks at Nanxian too much. Nanxian rarely reads poetry and books, and he can't understand the writing and ink. He can only make a prescription. I'm afraid I will live up to the emperor's love."

The emperor was silent for a long time, restrained his anger, and then sighed softly: "Are you still complaining about your father?"

Leng Nanxian shook his head lightly: "It was a little casual at that time, but now I don't complain anymore."

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at An Sheng's shadow not far away: "Is it because of her?"

Leng Nanxian just hesitated for a moment, then nodded calmly: "Yes, in the days when her father had an accident, she was a girl who ran hard every day, exhausted her energy, told me a lot, and did a lot of things, which made me feel deeply ashamed. As a child, how inappropriate it is for the resentment of the father all the time."