: Suspicion has not gone

Yang Ling rushed back to the mansion first and threw the horse to his family. When he asked the emperor that he was still in the inner courtyard, he hurried over.

When he arrived at the flower hall, he called twice but no one agreed. Yang Ling felt nervous and panicked for no reason. He ran to the yard where he lived alone with his young lady and looked at it. Then he went to the opposite Yu Tangchun, Xuelimei and Cheng Qiyun's residence, but there was still no one. Yang Ling stood there and couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

Just when he was at a loss, he heard a burst of laughter from the back garden and rushed over. This house was the residence of the maids and maids. There was a porch in the middle of the two-story building that led to the back garden.

Yang Ling rushed to the backyard and saw a dozen maids standing beside the open space where Su Youniang practiced martial arts. On the flat open space, Yu Tangchun, Xue Limei and Youniang were dressed in short blue clothes, smiling and smiling.

Three beautiful little girls stood aside, and the ball was passed around on their feet, but never landed. The ball was like a pearl and a jade face. The three beautiful wives had a graceful posture, which seemed to have a unique beauty.

On the other side, the tall man in the blue shirt tucked the front and back robe at his waist, revealing the white satin pants inside, and was very relaxed. Han Youniang and the other two were dazzled by the ball and shot it while they were unprepared. The man in the blue shirt had a good idea to advance and retreat, and was not in a hurry. No matter how tricky the angle of the ball was or how fast the speed was, he could always grab the ball in time. He used the toes, feet, side, and heels in a clever way, and made the ball look so diverse.

His teammate is the Emperor of Ming Dynasty Zhu Houzhao. This guy has limited skills and always concedes the ball after playing for a while. So he consciously acted as a cheerleader, standing there and shouting, hoarsely at the top of his lungs than the scholar in the green robe who was playing football.

Yang Ling felt relieved when he saw this. The scholar in the green robe was naturally Cheng Qiyun. Unexpectedly, she played well. Cuju in the Ming Dynasty was very popular, and even in the army, it was often organized. Yang Ling used to be a common one. Since moving to this manor, when he had time during the day, Young Lady and Yu Tangchun often played football together.

This game can strengthen leg strength and strengthen your body. Although Yang Ling doesn't like the ending, he sometimes often walks to the side to enjoy his three beloved wives and maids playing ball.

This kind of ball skills is divided into two types: pair-and-play and white-play. The pair-play is a bit like a modern football attack game, while white-play is a complete display of personal kicking skills. Depending on the situation on the field, Cheng Qiyun fights against three. Both sides play in vain after receiving the ball, and then shoots the opponent after showing the ball skills.

Yang Ling noticed that there were nine people standing opposite the venue. Eight heroic and restrained men were clearly master guards in the Great Inner, and the other was white and fair-faced, light eyebrows and thin eyes. He habitually half-bent, stood on the sidelines with his sleeves and smiling. It was Liu Jin.

At this time, he also saw Yang Ling, and quickly raised his hand to signal and greet him. Seeing that Zhengde was staring at the ball with all his attention, Yang Ling smiled and nodded to Liu Jin, then turned his eyes to look at Cheng Qiyun.

Although Cheng Qiyun had excellent skills, she had a strong opponent, and her cheeks were bright red and her forehead had a slight sweat mark. She obviously saw Yang Ling. When she saw Yang Ling look at her, her eyebrows raised and her legs suddenly raised. The toes kicked her toes straight to her forehead. She was wearing men's clothes, not afraid of any indecentness.

The ball was kicked up and slowly swung several feet high. Everyone looked up into the air. The ball stopped in the air and fell down again. It was just at the tip of Cheng Qiyun's boot that was still high in the air. Cheng Qiyun's other leg bent slightly. He took advantage of the momentum to stabilize the ball, and the ball roamed around the tip of the boot. It never fell down, and everyone couldn't help but applaud.

Cheng Qiyun pursed her lips and smiled slightly. The ball seemed to be standing on the tip of her boots. As she fell down, she was about to kick. Han Youniang and the other two were not sure where she was about to shoot. They all bent down nervously and stared at the ball. Unexpectedly, Cheng Qiyun raised her legs and sent it gently. The ball rolled softly to Han Youniang and the other two. The three of them wanted to come forward to catch the ball, but it was no longer enough.

Zhengde was overjoyed. Xue Limei raised her sleeves, dipped her red face, and said angrily: "She... the young master is so mean, how can she use such a trick?"

Cheng Qiyun flew towards her with a smile. Xue Limei saw Yang Ling standing beside her, her pretty red face suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and she hurriedly squatted over and bowed, and called out timidly: "Master".

Zhengde saw Yang Ling. Yang Ling stepped forward to worship. He had just shouted: "Emperor, I......"

Zhengde had already taken the step forward, held his arm and laughed: "Yang Shidu was flat, I left the palace in vain, so I did not have to perform the rituals of the monarch and his subjects."

He smiled happily and said, "Yang Qing, Mrs. Zun's wife is no match for your cousin. I never thought that such a weak scholar in Jiangnan had such a superb skills in Cuju."

"Cousin?" Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, looked at Cheng Qiyun quickly, then hit her, turned her head to look at Zhengde.

He was wearing a lilac robe, wide sleeves and large collars, colorful amber-inlaid belt, and a royal blue brocade armor on his upper body. His long black hair was tied in the half-moon crown of the jade, and he was only clasped with a silver hairpin, making his face look like a jade-like crown and extraordinary.

He was taller, with light black hair on his lips, and a mature and majestic temperament between his eyebrows. Yang Ling suddenly felt excited and joyful when he looked at him. The feeling was like watching his relatives grow up and mature, and he was only happy and happy for him. Yang Ling didn't know when he started, but he actually felt this way about Zhengde, and was a little surprised.

But when he saw Zhengde looking at him, he still had a kind of intimate and admirable look, and he was moved and relieved. After several months of separation, the Golden Palace met in a hurry and was in front of all officials. The two had to pretend to be a play. At this moment, they had a real emotional exchange. At this moment, both of them suddenly felt that their hearts were getting closer, not the trust of the king and the minister, but an equal and mutual affection.

The two people's emotional exchanges with their eyes for a short moment happened so naturally. Before this moment, they didn't know that such a relationship would arise in their hearts. Liu Jin served Zhengde since childhood, and knew his joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness, and every move, so Zhengde's emotions changed slightly. He could feel it.

This kind of intimate and admirational feeling was like a relative. Zhengde had never had such feelings for others except for Hongzhi, including his mother. Liu Jin felt a little awe in his heart.

Cheng Qiyun was very capable of observing her complexion. As she turned her eyes, she saw the expressions of the two. Zhengde returned to her natural expression and said with a smile: "There are too many things happening recently. Although I don't like to manage things, Old Li is so busy that I feel embarrassed to travel around. Now that Jiao Fang has entered the pavilion, I have run out with shamelessness, haha... Ah sneezing!"

Liu Jin quickly snatched the soft brocade and thick satin squirrel from the guard and put it on Zhengde, and said with a slight tactile voice, "Your Majesty, hurry up and go back to the room to have a hot tea. The weather is getting colder, but I can't stand the wind and cold."

After the group returned to the yard, Han Youniang led a group of women's soldiers to retreat, and Cheng Qiyun was about to retreat. Zhengde saw it and said, "Cheng Qing stayed. I came to visit Yang Shilu, just to go out to the palace to play, so there is no need to avoid it."

Cheng Qiyun secretly glanced at Yang Ling and saw that there was no unpleasant expression on his face. Then she responded softly and entered the inner study together. While pouring tea for Zhengde, Yang Ling smiled and said, "Your Majesty, do you remember that I went to Dihuguo Temple when I first met you?"

Zhengde smiled and said, "Why don't you remember? Ahhh! I remembered it, why did you use five hundred times to deceive the young lady..... Cough cough, coax the wife, and even deceive me and say that if you or I had a lover in my previous life, I would have owed you a lot of money. Haha... It's a slick, it's time to beat me!"

When he said this, he suddenly remembered his father, his smile on his face, and his lips were slowly pursed. Yang Ling knew that he was thinking of his kind father, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He poured a cup of tea for Liu Jin and Cheng Qiyun, and then sat gently on the opposite side at Zhengde's instructions. He said, "At that time, I didn't know the emperor's identity. I remember that several Western monks were bullied by Western monks. The late emperor was kind and donated three thousand taels of incense and oil to the temple to properly take care of these monks from the Ming Dynasty."

Zhengde said: "Yes, those monks are quite strange things. After playing for a while, those rare things are no longer rare, and I almost forgot them."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Those monks heard that the Ming Dynasty was the most powerful and rich place in the world, so they came to preach thousands of miles away. However, their god sounded like a magical power was too far away than the Jade Emperor, the Taishang Laojun, and the Tathagata Buddha, so there were too few believers. I met them on the street today. Poor monks had become beggars.

Not to mention that I am famous in the Ming Dynasty, they were educated by the Chinese nation. They were a country of etiquette and could not be brought down to this point. With the kindness and care of the late emperor for them, I dare not let them go, so I took them to the village and let them stay for the time being."

He quietly looked at Zhengde's face, and saw that Zhengde heard that he was thinking about the benevolence of the late emperor, so he respected the monk. He nodded repeatedly to express his praise, and then changed his words and said, "But... it is not a solution to keep it like this. Besides, it is not a bad thing for the people to rely on some gods.

Now in the Ming Dynasty, there are Buddhism, Taoism, Islam and various religions that are believed in. There are various schools, and there is no difference between one Catholicism, and they also encourage people to do good.

The country of the Celestial Empire is like an endless sea, with a capacity to accommodate all rivers. I think... Why not allow them to build a church and preach? There is no big deal about a few foreign monks."

Religion has very limited role in China. Zhengde himself has a dilemma in Middle-earth Buddhism, Lamaism, and Islam. He asked a few questions about Christianity casually, which sounded somewhat similar to God in the Ichiranian world. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart: Is it like Buddhism that Western sects can also be divided into Mahayana and Hinayana?

Zhengde waved his hand and said, "It's okay, they come from my Ming Dynasty from afar, and they are always guests. The emperor is very careful with them. I can't be stingy, so I'll let them go. Liu Jin turned around and told the Ministry of Rites and made a book on the case."

Liu Jin and Zhengde were sitting casually in private. After hearing this, he quickly stood up and responded. Yang Ling was overjoyed. After solving this problem, he was not afraid that the foreigners would not give up and work hard for themselves.

Zhengde smiled and said, "I just heard your cousin tell you about fighting pirates in Jiangnan. It was really wonderful." He sighed and said a little stunningly: "What a pity. If I were there, I killed a few pirates with my own hands and sailed on a boat on the sea. The sky was high and the sea was wide, how comfortable it would be."

Yang Ling glanced at Cheng Qiyun and said quietly: "What the emperor said is that the ten thousand miles of sea boundary is also the territory captured by Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty. How can some pirates be allowed to be rampant? In the future, except for the Japanese pirates, the emperor can also find an opportunity to inspect the sea areas of the Ming Dynasty. If that happens, the emperor will be able to inspect the sea areas and the territory of the seas for all ages."

The emperor owns the world, and I am afraid that what makes him most moved is the reputation of the wise emperor who can be passed down through the ages. When he heard this, he was very impartial and ambitious, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Come on. My Ming Dynasty has a vast territory. How can I be a slut in the sea? But why wait until the sea is clear? I am about to perform martial arts in the forbidden area. At that time, I will become the great marshal and personally lead the troops to pacify the pirates."

"This..." Yang Ling pretended to be hesitant. Zhengde saw it and aroused his competitive spirit and said unconvincedly: "Why, Yang Qing can't believe in my civil and military achievements?"

Yang Ling laughed and said, "The emperor is martial and studious, and he is naturally a talent for generals. But fighting at sea is not as good as land. I am not convinced of Your Majesty's abilities..."

Liu Jin knew about the plan to lift the ban and trade, and said in a slight sense of itchiness: "Mr. Yang, if you have something to say, you must not hide it from me."

Cheng Qiyun watched coldly and took the opportunity to say, "The emperor forgives the crime. Caomin heard from my cousin that it has been a hundred years since the Ming Dynasty forbidden seas. The soldiers are no longer familiar with the seas. Invincible warships that were made to surrender to the world, but few people can build them. Now the ships can only patrol near the coast and cannot even bear the wind and waves, so those pirates are rampant. It’s not that my Ming soldiers are unwilling to use their lives. In fact, they can only be guarded by the sea and be beaten passively."

Zhengde was shocked when he heard this, and stood up suddenly. He walked back and forth in the room for a while, and slowly said, "Has my Daming Navy fallen to this point?"

The room was speechless for a moment. Seeing his face gloomy, Liu Jin hurriedly winked at Yang Ling and said, "The emperor liked the novelties of foreign countries brought back from Jiangnan and often couldn't put them down. Since the sea ban refused to trade, logically speaking, except for foreign tributes, the people should not have other countries' goods. How did those things flow into the land?"

Yang Ling secretly praised him for his cleverness and quickly said, "The sea line is long, and the imperial court prohibits the sea, which can only prevent the people of Ming Dynasty from going out to sea, but cannot prevent more and more foreign merchant ships from coming to our Ming Dynasty. It is a pity that our Ming Dynasty's sea border has become the back garden of people, and they are allowed to enter and exit. The people are confused by profit, and they have the courage to trade with them privately.

Oh, by the way, I have found a good thing in Jiangnan. I brought it back with me. I have not yet presented it to the emperor. I will take it here." He stood up, and finally felt a little worried about Cheng Qiyun staying here. After hesitating, he looked at her deeply.

Cheng Qiyun looked back at him strangely, her eyes flashed, and her eyebrows flickered at first, and suddenly there was a sudden and painful smell. There was a flame of anger in her bright eyes. She stood up gently and bowed to Zhengde and said, "Caomin accompanied me... to get that thing."

Seeing her expression, Yang Ling felt a little guilty, but this suspicion had been around for a long time, and there was always an attack in his heart. The atmosphere between the two was a little stiff. He walked silently to Yangling's inner warehouse one after another. Yang Ling opened the door and searched for a while, took out a dark green shark-skin sheathed sword with a slightly curved curve, and walked out the door.

The thick iron door slammed and the lock ring buckled. Cheng Qiyun looked at him silently, suddenly took a deep breath, her eyes blinked rapidly, and her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. She asked in a stiff tone: "Sir, is it so difficult to trust someone...?"

Yang Ling lowered his eyes and said with a heart of heart: "When you are in the danger of the temple, you must be careful in thinking, it is really..." Yang Ling hesitated for a moment before saying: "It is really your enthusiasm for utilitarianism that makes me have to do it. It is not a shortcut to serve you with beauty."

He raised his eyes, and there was a strange murderous aura and coldness there, and said bluntly: "If you really have the idea of ​​the emperor today, I promise to kill you before the emperor is fascinated by you!"

As he spoke, he pressed the clamping spring with his fingers and let out a "choke". The sword energy rippled between the two. Cheng Qiyun suddenly raised her head and saw a white light coming into her eyes.

Yang Ling sighed and said lightly: "But...... you performed well, because I am suspicious. You are very helpful to me. I hope our tacit understanding can continue. You have no unwise actions, which is very good."

Cheng Qiyun smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Unwise? Of course, I am not wise. What is my identity? How can I like a person with no conscience? Being born like me and being willing to give true feelings is considered retribution."

Yang Ling didn't understand what she was saying, and couldn't help but look at her in surprise.

Cheng Qiyun lowered her eyes and said quietly: "...The dangers of the palace are even more powerful than the world. The beauty is old and the momentary beauty..... Of course, a person as smart as me will not do such unwise behavior. Can this reason... reassure adults?"

Two lines of clear tears rust down the jade cheeks. His face, who had just recovered from illness, looked a little pale and haggard, and looked even more pitiful. Yang Ling held the hilt of the sword and pressed it, and the sharp blade was "knocked" into the sheath. He smiled lightly and said, "Very good, very good..."

The pink walls and black alleys are antique. Yang Ling seemed to see the water-like jade man holding an oil umbrella in his left hand and a skirt in his right hand. With a graceful smile, he was like a swallow cutting water, stepping on the moist green grass as oily as the water-like jade man, who was coming lightly.

He raised his sword and took a few steps, suddenly stopped again, and said without looking back: "Your past is quite strange, I don't want to investigate it in depth. It's really a matter of selfishness. The girl is very helpful to me... I hope the girl will understand more about my suspicion.

The Jiangnan incident has been a success for a long time, not for my personal future... Maybe you don’t understand. As long as you solve this big thing, as long as I am still in the world, whether you like power or money, Yang will make you get what you want.

The spring sleeves are beautiful, the corridors are like water and beautiful people, and they come by the waves. Yang has always remembered that scene in his heart. He really doesn't want you to be involved in the conspiracy and filth... Alas...", sighed slowly and left quietly.
Chapter completed!