The woman said, "You live in seclusion here, you should have checked the past, don't deny it, I know better than you what books are in the study." The situation in the world is unstable, there are many internal contradictions, and my mother spends seven or eight hours a day busy with court affairs. You can follow Taifu into the palace and see her several times a year, what about me? When you get tired of learning, you will have a temper and don't learn, and Taifu will patiently coax you, but what about me? I can only be accompanied by books, and I have something to learn every day. In his spare time, he was also taken to the people to observe the people's feelings. worked as a dock worker, learned to beg on the street, and hid in the countryside to investigate the people's situation...... Wei Cong, can I also resent you? I don't even dare to get sick, except for the maid, no one is by my side, you have a little problem, the Taifu has been guarding all night, and the mother is so busy that she has to hold the imperial doctor and ask many questions. Wei Cong, you live a relaxed and happy life, have you ever thought that others are in dire straits?"

Bang Yue outside the house listened to it heartbreakingly.

"My mother also said before she died, she regretted that she had let you live too comfortably! Taifu felt guilty and spoiled you too naïve. Mere gossip can make you feel uneasy, but tell me what is there about you other than the throne?" said the woman, "and the world was brought down by the mother, and you are only her son, not herself." She will give it to whomever she wants in this world, and what if you are her son? Do you have to leave the world to you?"

The young man couldn't bear it anymore, "I didn't want this world! I just hope that she will recognize my identity, that I can call her mother seriously, and that I can write down the family tree in a dignified manner...... But everybody told me I was just a shame on her!"

Young and ignorant, he was used by others and became a sharp blade inserted into the chest of his loved ones, how could he ever think of this?

He has been guarding the spirit for 12 years, and he really thinks that he is an unfilial son and is not sad at all?

"You are on the Wei family tree, and you are recording your son-in-law. The woman said, "On the genealogy, the main room next to Taifu remembers that it is Liu Lanting. ”

The young man did not come back to his senses for a moment.

"Mother just wanted to give birth to one back then, but she just missed Taifu, so she took the risk of giving birth to you again, the original intention was to let you accompany Taifu and inherit Wei's family. The woman said suddenly, "I can only call him Taifu in front of people, and I also want to call him a father seriously." ”

The youth was speechless.

"Forget it, it's all the old yellow calendar from more than ten years ago, and I didn't come here today to talk nonsense with you. The woman said, "You and that Ning Bangyue should also get married, as your sister, you should always send a congratulatory gift." If you and her descendants can be of great use, I will pardon them and let them enter the court. If you figure it out, send someone to talk to me. If you haven't figured it out, continue to be your guardian. ”

Before her mother died, there was an edict punishing Wei Cong for 12 years, and now the time limit has expired.

Ning Bangyue saw Wei Cong's sister Jiang Yan for the first time and for the last time.

Seeing the other party come out, Ning Bangyue hurriedly saluted.

The other party stood beside her and said solemnly, "Take good care of him for me, don't spoil him too much." ”

I?

Ning Bangyue's eyes widened in fright, and when she came back to her senses, the person was gone, and there were only countless "dowries" and "dowries" left.

"Lang Jun, your sister ......"

The young man had a calm face, was in a very bad mood, and plucked the strings for a while.

"Call me Fushou, I want to hear it, someone calls me that again. ”

The young man has a name, his surname is Wei, his name is Cong, and his name is Tingzhang, and he was once a sensational party to the "Prince Zhang Zuo Case".

"Fukuju...... She ......"

Before Ning Bangyue finished speaking, the young man said hoarsely, "She won't come again, and you ...... Let's go. ”

"You're going to drive me away?" Ning Wanyue tugged at her sleeve and bit her lower lip and said, "That's right...... My identity, how can I be worthy of your ......"

How could she have imagined that a young man dressed in plain clothes all the year round turned out to be a member of the royal family.

Ning Bangyue is just a country girl, even though she has studied with young people for several years, she is missing a few points after all.

To put it mildly, wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like a prince.

The young man plucked the strings in silence, and only said in a half-loud voice, "Follow me, how boring this life is." ”

Ning Bangyue said, "I've lived here with you for six years, have you ever heard me shout boring?"

The young man was distraught, and he set the piano aside.

"Call me again. ”

Ning Bangyue thought there was no hope, but when she heard him say this, after hesitating, she shouted crisply, "Fushou." ”

"When I was young, I made a big mistake. Even after 12 years of wake, I still can't erase the wounds in my heart. ”

Ning Bangyue said, "Since you are so remorseful, why did you want to talk back to that adult?"

The youth did not answer.

He was afraid that he would admit defeat, and even the last relative who was willing to take care of him would no longer care about him.

He has been keeping a vigil here for 12 years, and he has only seen his sister twice.

The first time was that he had just been sent to the mountain behind the imperial tomb, and the second time was today.

He is a commoner, and the other party is the Son of Heaven sitting on the dragon chair.

If the other party didn't think of him, he wouldn't even be able to enter the imperial city, let alone see the other party.

"Something...... You don't understand ......" The young man hung his head, most of his face buried in the shadows.

Ning Bangyue really didn't understand.

The young man added, "She is still patient with me, and I can beg her to give you a good marriage." ”

Anyway, it is also a student taught by young people, and if you want to say that you can learn, there are few noble girls in the imperial city who can compare to Bang Yue.

If you follow a good identity again, you will definitely be rich and wealthy in the second half of your life.

Ning Bangyue was still sad, but when she heard the young man's words, she laughed out loud.

The young man asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Ning Bangyue said, "I just think that I still have hope of staying by your side." If you don't care about me, why do you need to use the word 'ask'? I have been with you for many years, and I have never seen you use such a word, and now I am willing to use it for me, which shows that I still have weight in your heart. Shouldn't I be happy for myself, you say?"

The youth was speechless.

Ning Bangyue said, "I'm just a country girl, but now I have the opportunity to tie the knot with you, it's too late for me to be happy." ”

The young man looked at Ning Bangyue and vaguely understood why Jiang Yan's henchmen chose her to send her to him.

"Fushou, your sister...... Your Majesty?"

Ning Bangyue held her cheeks with both hands, her cheeks were red, and her eyes were full of stars.

I heard that the two generations of empresses before and after were all Ming monarchs who loved the people like children.

Especially today's His Majesty, who is even more honest and loves the people, the year the other party ascended the throne, he vowed to follow his mother and never married.

Although he is not married, he also gave birth to a daughter a few years ago, and he still does not know the identity of his biological father.

But the emperor, the people are more concerned about merit, but they don't pay much attention to their private life.

When Ning Bangyue was young, she often heard her father talk about the exploits of the two emperors.

His father was born in troubled times, and he admired the two generations of emperors the most, in his father's words, that is, an emperor who can make the people live well, that is a good emperor. As for the court disputes, those are too far away from the common people.

Under the influence of her father, Ning Bangyue is also a brain-dead fan of the empress.

The young man saw that her cheeks were red, and then he thought about the appearance of his own sister, and he was inexplicably a little blocked.

Ning Bangyue asked him, "That...... Does Fushou still have to keep a vigil here?"

"Mother...... The first emperor punished me for keeping the spirit for 12 years...... At first, I wanted to leave all the time, but now I don't. ”

Ning Bangyue asked suspiciously, "Is it because Fushou's heart knot has not been resolved?"

"The time limit is over, otherwise, how can Your Majesty condescend to your dignity and travel thousands of miles to make such a trip?" The young man spoke insincerely, he was clearly looking forward to this day, and he occasionally knew from the books in the market how busy this imperial sister was, no more idle than his mother back then, it was not easy to find time to run such a trip, "I just don't want to go." ”

Ning Bangyue said, "Why?"

"I'm afraid you don't know...... If I hadn't been so stupid and made a big mistake...... How could the first emperor die young?"

Ning Bangyue disagreed, she said, "But, I heard...... I just heard my father say that the first emperor was not in very good health, and she had the intention of Zen back then...... I think that with the first emperor's temperament of being responsible for the people, if it were not for the force majeure, she would not easily leave her burden behind and let His Majesty succeed to the throne, right? Perhaps, the first emperor was really in poor health back then and wanted to take the throne ......."

The next words may touch the young man's sore feet, and Ning Bangyue is a little afraid to say it.

The young man said, "You go on. ”

Ning Bangyue scratched her head and said, "This ...... I was thinking, maybe the situation of the first emperor was not very good at that time, and she wanted to take off the burden and take a good look at her own country? The first emperor gave most of his life to end the troubled times, if she didn't take a good look, it would be a pity. ”

The young man looked at Ning Bangyue in silence.

"Since your wake-up period has expired, why don't you walk around and take a look at the first emperor? ”

Ning Bangyue originally wanted to persuade the young man to let go of his heart, but seeing that his eyes were slightly red, he didn't know how to continue.

"Let me lean on...... Just a little bit. ”

The young man leaned on her shoulder, and did not make a sound.

As night fell, the young man gathered his emotions and got up to open the box that had been placed in the corner of the study.

There were sixteen chests in total, stacked neatly on top of each other.

In years, Ning Bangyue had never seen him open any of these boxes.

"It's my father's pen and ink. The young man opened a pair, Ning Bangyue could still smell the ink fragrance on it, and after unfolding, a magnificent scene appeared in front of her, and she finally knew who the young man learned from that wonderful Danqing, "He rarely paints people, most of them are landscape paintings." In the past, when I looked at his paintings, I always felt that he was depressed, but now that I look at it, I realize that I am shallow. ”

Only then did Ning Bangyue understand that these boxes contained the relics of the young father.

It was full of books, poetry transcriptions, paintings, and nothing other than a few title deeds.

"The breeze has not stopped, the fragrance of flowers is full of paths, and the red clouds are thousands of miles away......"

In the painting, the lotus leaves seem to be swaying with the wind, and you can faintly smell the fragrant fragrance.

In the pavilion in the lake, there is a graceful figure, which seems to be looking towards the sight of the person in the painting, and Yingying is smiling.

The young man said with a smile, "The person in the painting is his mother, and he only paints his mother." ”