The General Is As Urgent as Law

Eight days ago.

Cen Liyu stood waiting outside the Anshang Hall, and Jiang also accompanied him standing outside.

Cen Liyu was originally proclaimed by the herdsman at dusk, and the sky was completely dark.

The evening wind blew people with a burst of coolness, but Cen Liyu stood upright, as if not affected at all.

In fact, even Jiang felt some leg pain-his thigh injury was not healed, and standing or walking for a long time would inevitably hurt.

After Cen Liyu waited for Wei Lin to return to the palace gate, he returned to Zhenzhen.

Unexpectedly, the grandfather was waiting for him at the Zhenzhentai, saying that it was the emperor's call.

Cen Liyu had nothing to do with seeing Jiang, so he took Jiang with him.

Who could have come to Anshang Temple, the emperor was resting, the two could only wait outside.

The father-in-law had gone in and watched it three times, but the emperor was still awake. Seeing that the hour was getting late and the wind was getting colder, the father-in-law, frowning, planned to make the decision without permission, and then whispered: "Nine princes, the emperor now has a dragon hug, or you go back to rest first? , If it catches cold, it ’s the sin of the slave. "

Jiang also felt that this proposal was excellent, but Grandpa Jiang was after all a slave, and there was no reason to answer for the master. So he can only stare at Cen Liyu in front of him, please look forward to Cen Liyu can answer the proposal of the herdsman.

Cen Lishan shook his head: "Princess Xie Mu cares, since the father and emperor summoned him, he still waited."

Jiang also rolled his eyes quietly behind him.

Since Cen Liyu refused, the father-in-law had to wait with the two outside the hall.

About half an hour later, An Shang finally had a movement in the temple. The little **** waiting inside gently pushed open the door: "Shepherd Grandpa, the emperor is awake!"

The grandfather hurriedly said to Cen Liyu "wait", and then entered the hall.

Jiang also saw that no one was there, leaned forward and complained in Cen Liyu's ear: "Wait for so long, aren't you cold?"

"It's a little cold." Cen Liyu said.

Jiang also took advantage of him and touched the profile of Cen Liyu. Good guy, his face is blown like ice cubes. Jiang didn't know what Cen Lishan did, but fortunately the emperor woke up and should summon him. At least he followed him into the hall.

After a while, the herdsman came out, and Bi Gongbi respectfully said: "Nine princes, the emperor invites you in."

Cen Liyu nodded and stepped into Anshang Temple.

Jiang has never even entered the Anshang Temple. He has looked at this emperor's dedicated palace many times outside the hall-because Wei Lin is often on duty here. The appearance of Anshang Temple was very gorgeous, and Jiang walked in with it, still curious and expecting.

There were not many lights in the hall, and the outer room was a little dim. The Grand Duke led Cen Lishan to the inner room. Jiang naturally followed the plan to enter the inner room, but was stopped by the eunuch: "Duke, please wait outside."

"Okay." Jiang had no choice but to stand with the eunuchs and wait.

Cen Liyu entered the inner room somewhat timidly, and the emperor was lying on the couch with a very bad spirit. Cen Liye just glanced at it, got a rough idea, and then behaved ceremoniously, kneeled down on the ground and said: "Children please the father and emperor."

This big gift looks natural, but there are a lot of details inside.

Usually the prince sees the emperor, and if he is not in front of the foreign minister, he usually does not need to do this gift. Cen Liyu did this, and the emperor saw it in his eyes, and his heart was mixed.

Right now his body is losing weight, and the princes are all watching the minister, but this little son, who can't even see him, always asks him by letter.

He looked at Cen Liyu's so shy salute, and the strangeness between them was glanced at this ceremony. I don't know whether it is easy to hurt because of the lack of time, or think of the cute appearance of Cen Lihang who shouted and called his father emperor in his arms, the emperor's eyes were wet.

"Good boy, get up," the emperor said.

"Thanks to the Emperor." Cen Liyu got up from the ground and did everything well.

The grandfather quickly went up and said that the emperor lifted up, and put several soft pillows behind him. The emperor continued: "Come to me."

Cen Li 玊 was somewhat stunned. He lowered his head, but quietly looked up at the emperor, and immediately took his gaze back, standing timidly and daring not to move.

Seeing him like this, the emperor felt more and more that he was too cold to ignore this boy.

"Come here and sit here with the father and emperor." The emperor said patiently.

Cen Liye took a step forward, and walked carefully to the edge of the couch. The emperor reached out his hand, and Cen Lishan hesitated for a moment before putting his hand up.

Then the emperor gently pulled him and let him sit on the couch.

Cen Liyu kept his head down, and the emperor asked softly, "Why keep his head down?"

Hearing the words, Cen Liyu slowly raised his head and said: "Father Emperor Tianwei, the sons dare not offend." The emperor watched him raise his small face, and his red eyes had already explained the problem.

"Xian'er, can you blame me for being cold to you all these years?" The emperor asked.

Cen Liyu hurriedly shook his head vigorously: "The father emperor is busy with political affairs, and Zhanger does not complain."

The emperor took Cen Liyu's hand on one side and reached the other with his other hand to touch his face. Cen Liyu and Jin Fei were really like each other. At this time, he sat a little far away, but the emperor reached out his hand but could not touch him. But at the next moment, Cen Liyu cleverly extended his head, letting the emperor's rough palm rest on his cheek.

"It's cold outside, isn't it cold?"

"Children are not cold."

After saying this, the emperor heard

A subtle sound, like the sound of drops of water hitting the bedding, was so small that it was almost inaudible. Cen Lihang raised his head, tears had slipped down his cheeks, leaving a few tears.

At such a short distance, the emperor could see the tears in his eyes that he tried to endure.

"What's crying?" The emperor asked.

In Cen Liyu's impression, only when he was held in his arms by his father and emperor when he was young, he had such close relationship. From now on, the father and emperor in memory remember to have a majestic face forever, and sometimes they will be very magnificent when they laugh, but they are all at some palace banquets or festivals.

Cen Liyu is always arranged in the last position, no one can see him, and no one wants to see him.

Even this father emperor, who once loved him very much, could only look at each other in the dark corner.

The emperor's question seemed to have touched the sadness of Cen Liyu's heart. He suddenly fell on the emperor's body, and his crying burst out of his throat uncontrollably: "Father Emperor ..."

The emperor touched Cen Liyu's hair and coaxed softly, "Good boy, cry."

Cen Liyu cried for a while, raised his head, and said in a nearly pleading tone: "Children only seek energy and always stay with his father."

"Father and Emperor are running out of time," the emperor said. "If you want to come to the temple, you will come."

After hearing this, Cen Lishan got up and bowed down again to salute: "Thank you for his grace."

"Get up, get up, salute without moving," the emperor smiled. Yomo was moved by Cen Lishan's filial piety. The emperor got emotional and began to cough again.

The grandfather hurriedly took the silk and wanted to give it to the emperor, but Cen Liyu reached out and took the silk and gently wiped the corner of the emperor's mouth with the silk while giving the emperor a gentle ride.

The emperor coughed up a lot of blood foam, which looked terrifying. His cough finally stopped, and Cen Liyu carefully cleaned the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he held the silk in his hand and looked carefully.

Cen Liyu slightly hesitantly said: "Is the father emperor embarrassed, is it ... related to the mother princess?"

The emperor shook his head: "This is not your business."

"It's children who talked a lot."

Cen Liyu returned the silk to the father-in-law, and it happened that the little **** outside came carrying the soup. Grandfather Mu took the soup and said: "Nine princes, the emperor should take medicine."

Cen Liyu reached out and answered, "I'll come."

"This ..." The herdsman was hesitant, but he hadn't had time to ask the emperor's meaning. Cen Liyu had taken the soup medicine from his hand, and then carefully fed the emperor spoonful of soup medicine.

Jiang also stood in the outer room and waited. His leg hurt so badly that he had no choice but to listen to the conversation inside. If he did not divert his attention, he really suspected that the wound would burst at any time.

He still listened to the content of the conversation inside, and sighed a few times in his heart that this full father and son were deeply affectionate, and it was really strange to appear in the royal family. Thinking about it again, Jiang didn't even think of his father coming. He suddenly regretted that he had n’t listened to Wei Lin before, and took advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to go home to see. If he went back then, he did n’t have to be hung up and beaten.

After listening to it, Jiang Ye's attention changed again. He suddenly felt that the emperor's voice sounded familiar, but he remembered it for a while in his mind, and he never remembered where he had heard it.

Jiang has also been in the palace for such a long time, and it is certain that he has not seen the emperor.

Why do you feel so familiar?

Jiang became more and more curious, even forgetting the pain in his leg.

At this moment, a guard came in to preach to the herdsman. Jiang also watched the imperial guard join in the ear of Mu Gong Gong and said a few words. Mu Gong Gong's face was a little bad, and then he waved his hand, and the imperial guard left. It's a pity that they spoke too concealed. Although Jiang could see it, he couldn't hear a word.

Mu Gonggong entered the inner room nervously, and Jiang heard the sound of porcelain falling to the ground, and the emperor's angry voice came one after another: "Fuck!"

"The emperor is angry!"

I don't know what the scene is inside. The emperor's screams, and even the eunuchs in the outer room kneel to the ground.

"The Xue family is really brave! I said I was not allowed to leave the palace, but I dare to openly resist the purpose!"

"Father and Emperor, don't be angry, the dragon's body is important!" Cen Liyu's voice rose a bit.

Cen Liyu continued: "Come here, hurry up and clean up here."

The **** outside quickly thought of getting up, and Jiang also took the opportunity to hold the one kneeling next to him, whispering "I'm going", and then he followed the other **** with his head down. The inner room.

The two of them immediately packed up the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground after entering.

Jiang also waited for the opportunity to see the emperor's true appearance, maybe where did they really see it? This sound is too familiar.

All the debris on the ground was picked up, and Jiang Ye bowed down with the eunuch, preparing to withdraw.

Jiang also took this opportunity to look up at the people on the couch.

The emperor was furious, and his face was very bad. Cen Liyu sat beside him, and did not speak at this time.

Immediately after Ding Lingdang crackled, Jiang Ye just picked up all the porcelain pieces on the ground. Jiang Ye opened his mouth in surprise as a whole: "Seven Lord ??"

Jiang's move made everyone present stunned.

The father-in-law responded first, and quickly scolded: "Bold!"

Jiang was also revived by the scolding, "Pun Tong", fell to his knees straight, and because he was too surprised and nervous, he didn't look at his feet, his right knee kneeled directly on the porcelain. Jiang also took a deep breath in pain, stunned that he did not dare to scream, nor did he dare to look up at the "Seven Lord" on the couch.