Riding the Pheonix Chapter 295: Baking fire

With the autumn rain, the weather got cold very quickly.

Prime Minister Lu Qian is still sitting around the stove, warming himself and reading as he did when he was a boy. It’s just that you have to beat your legs and feet from time to time.

Fu Jin also sat by the stove, warming wine and throwing bamboo charcoal into the fire.

"Your problem is more obvious than before!" Fu Jin said.

Lu Qian took a sip of tea and said, "As I get older, my legs feel like they lose consciousness when the weather gets cold. It's especially sad when it rains."

Fu Jin smiled and said, "Speaking of which, what's the problem with your legs?"

Lu Qian said calmly: "I went on an expedition with the eldest princess in my early years and got frostbite in the north."

"Oh, eldest princess..." The protracted voice obviously meant something.

Lu Qian remained calm and took another sip of tea: "You shouldn't have come."

Fu Jin threw another piece of charcoal into the fire and turned it over with long bamboo tongs: "It's time to come. It shows that some things are destined to happen and you can't escape even if you want to."

"It is destiny to reach this point."

Fu Jin laughed and ordered the boy who was warming the wine for him: "It's boring with wine and no vegetables. Go to the kitchen and get a plate of steamed buns. If you want them cold, cut them into slices."

The boy agreed and went.

They were the only two people left in the room.

"Whether it's fate or not, you have to return this favor, right? The eldest princess's favor, and the favor recommended by His Highness the Crown Prince."

The tea added with water three times is already bland and tasteless.

Lu Qian put down the tea cup and said, "If it weren't for the favor of the eldest princess, I wouldn't have taken care of him all these years. If it weren't for the favor of His Highness the Crown Prince, I wouldn't have cleaned up for you in the first place."

Fu Jin said with a smile: "That's what I'm saying! Now that we've done it, why not do the whole thing? There's no point in protecting yourself now, right?"

Lu Qian sneered: "I, the Lu family, have more than a hundred lives, is this what you mean?"

Fu Jin immediately softened: "How come it has reached this level? You are the Prime Minister, how can you ask for the lives of more than a hundred people in your family for such a trivial matter?"

"A trivial matter?" Lu Qian sneered so hard that his face almost cramped, "The emperor is rich in earth and the earth is supreme. Is this a trivial matter?"

With him being so helpless, Fu Jin simply spread his hands and said, "According to you, seeing him lose his life is the end of the world?"

Lu Qian frowned, beat his leg again, and said, "He can't die."

Fu Jin squinted his eyes: "Are you so sure?"

"The imperial concubine is still here." Lu Qian whispered.

Fu Jin was silent.

After a long time, he let out a long breath and said: "Old Prime Minister, I feel ashamed! We all claim to have learned from ancient and modern times, and are great scholars in this world, but we need a woman to sacrifice herself to save his life."

Lu Qian said expressionlessly: "Don't make trouble in front of me. In front of the imperial power, everyone is an ant."

Fu Jin beat the snake and put it on the stick: "Since it's just an ant, let it go, right?"

He was so persistent, making it clear that he would not give up until he got an answer. Lu Qian rubbed his brows, finally softened, and analyzed with him: "Since Your Majesty has allowed him to live until now, there is no way he will do it just because of this matter. His fate is nothing but unhappiness as old things in his mind are brought out."

"Sending people to jail if they are not happy? This is not right." Fu Jin said earnestly, "How can the Nine-Five Supreme Being be willful? He was described as an illegitimate child before, but now he is being treated like this, how can he not be suspicious? Wait for him Knowing his life experience, there is only one way left, kill him to avoid future troubles. But if you kill him, can the imperial concubine live? Or is it that he only wants the country now, and it doesn't matter whether the imperial concubine or not?"

Lu Qian looked calm.

Fu Jin added: "Since I can't let go of the imperial concubine, I have to let him go in the end, right? Then what I'm doing now is any different from a child throwing a tantrum? It won't do any good, and it will leave troubles in the future. , this is not what a mature king should do."

Lu Qian sighed: "What on earth do you want to do? You have never set foot in the capital for so many years. Why do you take such a big risk when you know that there is a high possibility that he will survive?"

There was a hint of "you are going to cause trouble" in his words, and Fu Jin was unhappy: "That's what you said! I'm thinking about the country and the country. Is the turmoil in the royal family a good thing?"

Lu Qian didn't answer.

Fu Jin had something to ask for, so he had no choice but to give in. With a look of melancholy and loss on his face, he sighed in a quiet voice: "You have also seen that to this day, he has no chance at all. Since things can't be done, I have decided to refuse the entrustment of my old friend. Therefore, I want to do something for him. Do the last thing and let him leave with dignity. From now on, everyone can sleep peacefully and no longer have to worry."

Lu Qian looked at him with a serious look.

Fu Jin looked back with sincerity.

After a long while, Lu Qian asked in a deep voice: "Seriously?"

Fu Jin raised his hand: "I swear in the name of my ancestors."

Lu Qian finally softened his expression and said, "Okay, how do you want him to leave?"

Fu Jin said with a smile: "Let him go to the northwest to raise horses!"

Lu Qian frowned: "Why go to the northwest?"

"Exiled! It's desolate enough there." Fu Jin answered smoothly, "Of course, you have to give him a good reason, such as to express his gratitude for the achievements of his ancestors and to prepare for our war..."

After that, he sighed again: "I think it is quite pitiful for a young man who came from a wealthy family to go to that kind of place to endure hardship. In a few years, when people in Beijing have forgotten about it, we can ask him to resign. , or become a rich man, or travel around the world, and live this life happily, I can be regarded as worthy of the trust of my old friend. ~IndoMTL.com~ Lu Qian nodded slowly: "I can agree to this request, but you also I have to agree to my request. ”

Fu Jin smiled slightly and said: "You can just tell me."

"As soon as this matter is over, you will leave and never enter the court!"

"Oh, Prime Minister, you are worrying too much." Fu Jin said, "I have said this many years ago, don't worry!"

Lu Qian picked up the bamboo pliers and stirred the charcoal fire: "Go back and wait for news."

After all was said and done, the boy came back with the steamed bun slices confidently.

Fu Jin happily grabbed it and said: "The Prime Minister really refuses people thousands of miles away. Your house is so big, don't you have a room for me to live in? Come on, let's bake some steamed buns first..."

……

The environment in Tianlao is not as dirty as outsiders think.

The independent cells are no different from the small single rooms in the inn except that they have no formal doors.

Moreover, the reason for Young Master Yang to be imprisoned is too strange. Who dares to neglect him? Maybe the emperor was angry for a moment and let him go tomorrow.

So, not only does he have a small single room to live in, but he also has small cooking dishes to eat, and he even has a small picture album that looks like he can wear clothes.

But he was not in the mood to read at all. After turning two pages, he threw it aside. Instead of sitting on the bed board, I sat under the small breathable window and stared at the moonlight shining in.

Seeing him like this, the jailer sighed and shook his head sympathetically.

Is it a big blow? That's right, a good young master, who wants to have wind and rain, is suddenly locked up, how can he bear it? Poor...

The jailer walked past with his hands behind his back.

What he didn't see was that a little paper figure jumped down from the small ventilation window and landed in front of Young Master Yang. ...