As time enters October, even in Chang'an, you can feel the harsh feeling coming from the cold wind.

After looking at Guo Jiase who wrapped herself like a rice dumpling, she looked pitiful in the corner, Liu Xie felt helpless.

"Wei Zhong!" sighed and signaled to Wei Zhong.

"Here." Wei Zhong agreed, took out a tray from behind, and placed a wine pot on it, and delivered it to Guo Jia.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Guo Jia's eyes lit up, he snatched the wine pot, took a sip into his mouth, and then closed his eyes with a happy face.

Looking at Guo Jia's intoxicated look, Liu Xie felt like a drug dealer and glared at him with some anger: "Are you afraid that I will give you some poison?"

"If Your Majesty wants to kill me, poisonous wine is the best way." Guo Jia laughed.

"It should be unprecedented to ask for wine to come to my Chengming Palace, and not to mention the filial piety, it should be unprecedented." Liu Xie sat on the dragon throne in anger, looked at Guo Jia's appearance, and shook his head.

"Hehe, the restaurant refuses to credit my wine money, and Qinlou Chuguan does not pay any credit." Guo Jia said distressedly: "Your Majesty, can you pay some salary in advance?"

"You owe me my salary, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back in my life. I don't want money or people. From today on, Niu Geng will belong to you, Niu Geng." Liu Xie snorted coldly.

"The last one is here!" Niu Geng stepped forward and bowed to his salute.

"From today on, you are Guo Jia's guard. Are you the rules? Just like last time, add another one, Qinlou Chuguan, let him go every ten days." Liu Xie glared at Guo Jia. He was really afraid that Guo Jia did not die under the wine and five stones, but in the end he died of excessive indulgence. With his small body, Liu Xie can knock down a finger now, which is really not worry-free.

"He?" Niu Geng turned his head and looked at Guo Jia with disgust: "Your Majesty, can you change someone else? He is too slippery."

The two are old acquaintances. Although Guo Jia is now a confidant around Liu Xie, for Niu Geng, it is no different from others.

This is the first time Guo Jia has been so directly disliked, but it is related to his happy life. He can only bear this tone and look at Liu Xie with a chuckle and said, "Since General Niu is unwilling, I can only thank His Majesty for his kindness."

If it were someone else, Guo Jia was not afraid of it. What he feared the most was that Niu Geng, a person who was a lie, would never be able to do what Liu Xie would not allow. Otherwise, he would have been a top strategist in the world, so how could he have become a deliberate person to meet Zhao Yun for a drink of wine and participate in the feast of martial artists established by Liu Xie in the world.

"This is the king's order, and you must not disobey!" Liu Xie said with a stern face, looking at the bitter faces of the two, it was a bit funny. This is the legendary thing that is to subdue something.

"Here!" Niu Geng glared at Guo Jia reluctantly and intervened to take the order.

"Your Majesty, this is too..." Guo Jia saw that Niu Geng's affairs could no longer be restored, so he could only settle for the second best, and looked at Liu Xie with a wry smile and said, "Your Majesty, you even have to care about this?"

"This is the original words of Doctor Ji. Fengxiao, you are weak in your body. If you don't control it, you may die young." Liu Xie's mouth twitched a few times. He was so romantic and elegant all day long. Where did I, the emperor who holds beauty every day, cannot eat?

"But..." Guo Jia didn't know how to express his instantly entangled feeling.

"The food, sex and nature are also correct. If Feng Xiao really likes that girl and marry her into the family, no matter how you do it, I will not care. I see that the Grand Tutor is right, and Feng Xiao should find a woman to care about you. What do you think of the daughter of the Yang family?" Liu Xie looked at Guo Jia and smiled teasingly.

"Hey, Your Majesty doesn't understand this kind of romance. If you marry it back, you will lose that artistic conception." Guo Jia smiled.

Well, it is true that you can talk about prostitutes/prostitutes. Such things are so fresh and refined, and they do have a bit of artistic conception.

"In this way, Fengxiao will serve me for another thirty years. After thirty years, I will not ask what Fengxiao wants. But my son will come out to inherit your mantle and continue to serve me. At that time, I will prepare a good house for you." Liu Xie sneered.

Guo Jia's mouth twitched a few times. Thirty years later, he was over fifty years later and couldn't play anymore. What does it mean to prepare for a cemetery?

"Your Majesty, Secretary Jia is asking for a visit." Outside the door, a guard walked in and bowed.

"Please." Liu Xie nodded.

The guard bowed and left. Liu Xie turned his head, but found that Guo Jia was already lying on the chair and slept soundly.

Liu Xie also felt some of the scent of Guo Jia's performance of not participating throughout the whole process, but he was not easy to intervene in the contest between the strategists, so he could only pretend not to know.

After a while, Jia Xu came in with a few rolls of bamboo paper and bowed to Liu Xie: "Since Jia Xu, please see Your Majesty."

"No gift." Liu Xie waved his hand and said, "Wenhe came in such a hurry, but has things progressed?"

Jia Xu glanced at Guo Jia, smiled and nodded and said, "I live up to my responsibilities. Now the rumors have spread in Xiliang. The rest can be displayed only when the opportunity is determined."

"Wenhe thought, when is the time?" Liu Xie asked with a smile.

"Now the Xianbei has been restrained by Wen Hou, and the busy farming period has passed. I think this is the best time." Jia Xu said with a smile.

"Since that's the case, let's start doing it." Liu Xie nodded and handed over the matter to Jia Xu to take charge.

...

Ma Teng has been a little scared recently. Even he himself was confused about the cause of the incident. I don’t know when it started. It seems that Ma Chao’s rebellion was being reported in the whole Chang’an. It would be fine if one or two people said it, but it seems that this incident was being reported in the whole Changan. Many officials who expressed kindness to him when they first came to Chang’an have been silently distanced from him recently, which made Ma Teng panic.

Fortunately, Your Majesty was not confused by this rumors, but even so, he was walking on thin ice all day long, secretly sending people back to find out what happened. However, the news he received was that Ma Chao was good at being his prefect in Longxi, and the imperial decrees could be promoted in Longxi, which made Ma Teng even more confused. Where did this rumors come from?

The first one that came to mind was Han Sui, but this idea was soon dispelled by Ma Teng. If such a thing happened in Xiliang, Ma Teng would definitely believe that it was Han Sui who did it, but this is Chang'an, and Han Sui does not have the ability and his hands are not that long.

But besides Han Sui, who else is so vicious to kill him?

Ma Teng thought about the officials he had come into contact with during this period but couldn't figure it out.

Dragging his tired body, Ma Teng returned home and saw Ma Tieye returning from the other direction with a bruised and swollen face.

"Why is my son?" Ma Teng frowned and looked at Ma Tie.

"That guy Xie Cheng made a big fuss in the martial arts lecture hall. He said that brother was not good. The child was so angry that he argued with him and finally started a fight. Xie Cheng was despicable and could not beat the child, so he went to find a helper!" Ma Tie said with an atmosphere on his face.

"In the past few days, I won't go to the martial arts lecture hall for now." Ma Teng sighed. If he had a choice, he would also like to put down his work and hide at home to avoid suspicion. However, he is not the noble family. Once he enters Chang'an, there are some things he doesn't want to do: "For your father, let me tell you about the martial arts lecture hall."

"Here." Ma Tie responded respectfully. It was a good thing for him to not go to the martial arts lecture hall, and he was even a little happy.

Ma Teng was so worried that he could not calm down when he sat on the chair for a long time, but he was still a little distracted. After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision, stood up, and shouted to the door: "Lu Song!"

"Lord, what's the matter?" A somewhat short and strong man came in and bowed to Ma Teng and said.

"You go back to Longxian and bring me a letter to Meng Qi." Ma Teng thought for a while.

"Here."

Ma Teng quickly wrote a letter from home and handed it to Lu Song, saying solemnly: "Remember, you must hand over this letter to Meng Qi with your own hands."

"Don't worry, lord, remember Bei Zhi." Lu Song quickly bowed again, "I wonder when Bei Zhi should get up?"

"The faster the better." Ma Teng thought about it, and then said: "Let's leave immediately. This matter is related to the survival of my Ma family. While the city gate has not been closed yet, you will send it here together in a night and night."

"Here!" Lu Song quickly agreed and said goodbye to Ma Teng, leading a war horse out, carrying the bamboo tube on his back, and quickly left the mansion in Ma Teng's eyes.

However, Lu Song did not leave the city immediately, but carried a bamboo tube on his back. After leaving the General Pingxi Mansion for a while, he turned around and entered an alley, and then made many turns. After confirming that no one was following him, he placed the war horses in an inn, changed into clothes, and quietly came to an inconspicuous house in Chang'an neighborhood.

Someone blindfolded his eyes and then entered a secret room from the backyard of the house. It was unknown how long it took Lu Song to take off the black cloth covered with his eyes.

In front of him was a secret room that was airtight. The beating candlelight made the light in the room unstable. A man wrapped in a cloak sat opposite him. He didn't know who the other party was, but he knew that the other party had control over his own property and life. His women and son were controlled by the other party, and he had no choice but to listen.

"General Lu, you did a good job this time." Looking at the gradual gradual appearance of Lu Song behind his back, the man stretched out his hand from his cloak.

"When will you be willing to let my family go?" After hesitating for a while, Lu Song finally gritted his teeth and handed the bamboo slips to the other party, and growled hoarsely.

"Soon, as long as you help me with the last thing, your woman, son, and even a lot of wealth will give you." The man in black's voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded a little chilling.

"What the hell is it?" Lu Song hissed.

"...That's it. If it is done, all the previous promises will be fulfilled." The man in black smiled after whispering in his ear.

"Okay, I promise you!"
Chapter completed!