The summer wind blew and the palace officially entered the barbecue mode.

And Dongchang is like a wild beast, and after eating, he wants to take a nap.

The cleanup in the north has been completely over. Countless gentry is like a loss of parents, countless farmers sigh, and I don’t know how many people are secretly cursing the emperor.

An Lun was holding a list and watching carefully.

He held the roster in his left hand, placed his white and tender right hand on the coffee table beside him, and his fingers gently knocked on the table.

He didn't say anything, but he didn't dare to show off when he stood in front of him.

This is power.

During the entire process of cleaning up the north, the East Factory performed very well, and An Lun was the commander-in-chief of this outstanding performance.

He was decisive in killing, and the only way for any gentry he targeted was to surrender himself.

He cooperated with the military and could always see people from the East Factory in the noise of rebellion.

"Forget it, the north has stabilized. Two corrupt scholars who talk too much after drinking should let them go once, but they must be recorded to observe the results."

An Lun put down the booklet, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly wore a ring on his index finger.

This was the emperor's reward. Just last month, the emperor suddenly said that the honorary family could not sit and wait for death. At least they had to have a skill to accompany them, and they also gave more than ten rings on the spot.

This was a very obvious signal, so the honorary and relatives had to drag their fat bodies, complain, and practice riding and archery with their servants at home.

Of course, An Lun didn't have to practice riding and shooting, but he still liked this ring, so he just wore it on his hands and rubbed it often.

The stub looked at him rubbing his fingertips, and somehow he thought of Sun Xiang, who was counting Buddhist beads back then.

...

Tianshou Mountain, originally named it Huangtu Mountain, was favored by the royal family, so it was renamed Tianshou Mountain.

In the hot summer, a team of knights came to Tianshou Mountain, then got off the horse and walked up the mountain.

This team of knights is in a hurry, and the leader is handsome, but Ye Luoxue, who rarely appears.

And the one next to him was Yu Jia. The two appeared here together. If they were learned by the outside world, God knew what they would be interpreted as.

Two kings, Emperor Wen and Emperor Ren, are buried here.

When standing at one end of the shrine, Yu Jia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then drank water, and panted and asked the sergeant guarding the tomb: "Where is Sun Xiang?"

Ye Luoxue strode over, but the soldier didn't answer, just pointed ahead.

Yu Jia wiped the water stains from the corner of her mouth and looked forward. She saw nothing at first sight. When he searched carefully, he saw a squatting person.

He followed and walked behind the man with Ye Luoxue.

white!

Looking from behind, this person's hair was almost impossible to find a little black, and the so-called silver hair is probably this.

Summer is a season for plants to grow wildly, and the invasion of weeds is indispensable in Shinto.

The man squatted there and pulled out weeds and moved forward step by step.

Time seemed to have stopped. Yu Jia looked at the person blankly, and all the thoughts and desires in his heart disappeared without a trace, and he felt a little melancholy.

"Eunuch Sun..."

Ye Luoxue tried to greet him, and the dazzling silver started, and then sighed.

Sigh of loneliness!

The man supported the ground with both hands, and after trying several times, he slowly stood up.

This is a white face, and when the emotions are not fluctuating, there is no wrinkle at all.

Sun Xiang narrowed his eyes, covered his left hand holding a handful of weeds on his eyes, looked at the two of them, and said, "Yu Jia...you..."

He stared at Ye Luoxue, his expression fluctuated slightly, and asked, "Are you dead?"

Ye Luoxue nodded slightly, "Eunuch Sun, it's been a long time since."

Sun Xiang relaxed his eyebrows and said, "Yes, those things will be passed, it's best not to be known, but since you can appear here with Yu Jia, that's a blessing!"

His kind-hearted and kind look makes people feel unconscious. He speaks a little nagging, just like the old man at home.

"Your Majesty is ambitious now and is willing to keep you by your side to do things. You must be more diligent. Don't rely on the person left by Emperor Wen to be domineering. That is the way to cause disaster..."

"Your health is not good, right? Then take a rest. Isn't Jia Quan and the others around Your Majesty? Don't you compete for the first place and let them stand out. When you find an opportunity in the future, ask Your Majesty for grace and go home to take care of your old age. Just remember not to leave Peking..."

He nagged, but only talked about Ye Luoxue. As for Yu Jia, he just took a look at him at the beginning and pretended that there was no such person later.

Ye Luoxue nodded, nodded gently, and then looked at Yu Jia.

Yu Jia coughed dryly and said, "Eunuch Sun, we have something to ask for advice."

Sun Xiang stopped nagging, glanced at him, and said, "Eunuch Yu has a high position and is very powerful, so I dare not."

This person used to be a Buddha, but now he is becoming sour!

Yu Jia sneered in her heart and asked, "Eunuch Sun... Is it you who recommended An Lun back then?"

Sun Xiang narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, as if he was recalling memories.

"It was recommended by our family."

But he refused to say that only An Lun could take over Dongchang at that time, and others could not suppress it. It would be too late to suppress those first-time actors.

The emperor needed his eyes and arms outside the palace, and the Dongchang was his eyes and arms.

After Zhu Zhanji ascended the throne, his relationship with his ministers and literati in the world was not good. At this time, as the emperor's eyes and arms, the Dongchang could not have any accidents, nor could it stop.

This is why he still recommended An Lun after knowing that he was honest on the outside but cruel on the inside.

"Eunuch Sun, how about An Lun?"

This question is broad and has unclear direction.

But Yu Jia came to ask questions in person and Ye Luoxue accompanied him, which explained the direction.

Sun Xiang changed his hand to hold the hot weed in his hand and said, "There is no doubt about his loyalty to His Majesty."

This man has entered the emperor's sight, or has already entered the emperor's bag, so he may not be the eunuch in the Silijian in the future.

Sun Xiang did not envy him, but tried his best to remain objective: "An Lun was a little extreme, and the reasons were unknown, but loyalty was not lacking."

extreme…….

Yu Jia's face was a little cold, thinking that some eunuch was not extreme. Since the thing was cut off, men and women were not bad, and they had to be often tormented by inexplicable anger. Apart from the stupid guy Song Laoshi, who was not extreme?

"He privately raised a war horse with broken legs, but it was under Xing and Bo's command, Eunuch Sun..."

Sun Xiang looked at him for the first time, and there was an unconcealed contempt in his eyes.

"Did you ask this yourself?"

Yu Jia's face turned red in anger.

But he nodded in the end with difficulty.

Sun Xiang sighed and said, "An Lun can't stand the miserable human affairs, and can't stand the bullying of others. This must be related to his childhood experience, but he and Xing and Bo did not collude..."

He thought for a while and continued, "They had an intersection in Jinling back then, but they were all doing things at that time, especially when Baochao was innovating, not only An Lun, but also the people from the Jinyiwei were obeying Xing and Bo's orders, but they did not contact each other afterwards.... All of these were checked."

Seeing that Yu Jia was a little dissatisfied, he said, "I know so much and there is no lies. If there is nothing wrong, please come back, so as not to disturb Emperor Ren..."

Yu Jia suddenly felt a sense of air conditioning coming. He glanced at the direction of the mausoleum and smiled dryly: "Since that's the case, then let's say goodbye, Eunuch Sun, take care of yourself."

Sun Xiang nodded slightly, and then he didn't even send them over. He turned around and walked to the place where he had just pulled the weeds and squatted down again.

Walking out of the Shinto, Ye Luoxue looked back.

Sun Xiang was very slow in pulling weeds, and seemed to be fixed in that place, like a stone Weng Zhong.

A small hill divides the tomb into two halves, with trees surrounding it and birds singing.

The soldiers and the tomb guards were looking at them, their eyes curious.

They will continue to protect here, and the soldiers will rotate, but the tomb guards can only pass on from generation to generation and finally live here for generations.

The cicadas chirped on the old locust tree, and the birds chirped endlessly.

The wind blew through the woods and made a rustling sound...

This is the sound of nature, but in Ye Luoxue's eyes and ears, the world at this moment is still motionless... silent...

The emperor, general and minister finally turned into a cup of loess...
Chapter completed!