――Exquisite dice An red beans, do you know that you are lovesick to the bone?

When Emperor Wen was not Emperor Wen, the courtiers and attendants called him His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and his father, the Empress Dowager called him Chongyan.

Chongyan, Chongyan, Ji Chongyan.

There are majestic and unpredictable, there are also gentle like water, joy, anger and sorrow, smiling and frowning, all of which he is familiar with and accustomed to. It's just that the white clouds and dogs are still there, so it is difficult to meet again, and those who will call him like this will finally leave.

When Ji Chongyan first met Lin Minzhi, he had just turned sixteen, and the other party was only an eight-year-old child. At the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, he sat beside Lin Xian with a small face, and his quiet and well-behaved side face was as carefully carved as jade, which was particularly attractive when he looked at it.

At that time, Ji Chongyan was far from being as serious as the old man who came later, and when he saw interesting people and things, he still had the intention of stepping forward to touch one or two. He is the crown prince, the current prince, the future emperor, needless to say, whatever he wants, someone will take the initiative to send it, not to mention that he personally opened his mouth and asked for a playmate.

The Lin family is a branch of the royal family, and the royalist faction that has been loyal to the Daqian monarch for generations, Emperor Jing agreed to his whim request for further friendship and deepening relations, and Lin Minzhi's seat was moved from his father's side to the crown prince of the current dynasty. Suddenly, envious and inquiring eyes came from all directions, and fell on the thin shoulders that were still immature, and the child took them all without saying a word, and slowly climbed the stairs.

Salute, thank, sit down, advance and retreat with a degree of manners, so that people can't find a little fault. So the owner of those eyes focused his attention on Lin Xian again, and complimented him in a relieved tone: Lord Lin teaches his son well, and Lang's future achievements will be limitless.

Ji Chongyan listened, turned his head and looked at the child with a smile, the latter was sitting quietly with his waist straightened at the moment, lowering his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Eventually, it will be smaller. Ji Chongyan thought about it, and deliberately lowered his face and said, "This palace is terrible? ”

Hearing this, the child raised his head, turned his face and looked at it seriously for a while, and then said, "Your Highness is not terrible to be born so good-looking. ”

Ji Chongyan obviously didn't expect him to say such a thing, the child's eyes were as clear as water, and he could see the bottom, and he was clean and had not been impregnated by any world. He stared at it for a moment, then said, "You can talk." ”

Lin Minzhi was puzzled: "Minzhi is telling the truth, my father once taught that a gentleman should treat others with sincerity." ”

Ji Chongyan raised his eyebrows, "A good gentleman should treat people with sincerity, I hope you don't forget this original intention in the future." ”

Lin Minzhi blinked and responded respectfully: "No." ”

Ji Chongyan was happy: "You kid is interesting, let's go to the palace more often in the future to accompany the palace." ”

This can be regarded as the honor of the heavenly family, others can't ask for it, who expected Lin Minzhi to speak surprisingly again, and actually refused, the reason is that an emperor should not have obvious likes and dislikes, otherwise it is easy to be exploited. The emperor is the son of destiny who inherits the fortune of heaven, and he should be happy and angry.

Not to mention being angry, nor feeling disgraced, Ji Chongyan felt a little novel in his heart, seeing Lin Minzhi's righteous and stern appearance, he couldn't help but want to tease him, deliberately put away his smile, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not old, but I'm not small." ”

As the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, Lin Minzhi is neither humble nor arrogant: "The world is rumored that His Royal Highness the Prince has both virtue and ability, and Minzhi has been yearning for it since he can remember. ”

Hearing these words, Ji Chongyan laughed, and reached out to rub his head affectionately. The latter was confused by his flickering attitude, and looked at him a little blankly. Under the jade steps, the ministers and doctors who had been secretly paying attention to it here were also puzzled for a while, and after thinking about it again and again, they had to give up helplessly.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, in order to survive the next cold winter, the North Di Tiele Department drove tens of thousands of iron horsemen south to knock on the pass and plunder materials. On the day of going out of the city, the blue sky is thousands of miles, the sun is like fire, the people on both sides are in the middle of the road to say goodbye, he rides on a tall horse, the spirit of upright is heroic and extraordinary, the elite soldiers behind him are lined up with their heads held high, stretching for several miles, and the silver armor is particularly dazzling and dazzling in the sun.

At that time, Ji Chongyan was ambitious and full of enthusiasm, but when he wanted to return to Beijing, he was already a thing.

The battle at the border was very cruel, how many souls that were still alive yesterday are still alive today, and how many are buried in other places. Countless corpses fell at his feet, some enemies and some of his own, his left shoulder, which had been pierced by arrows, had long been numb, and he finished his deployment without changing his face, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to move, waiting for his prey to step into the trap.

At this critical moment, we must not fall short for any reason, otherwise, we will be sorry for those who have died.

The battle was won.

The remnants of Beidi retreated to the bitter cold realm. Outside Xiongguan, the corpses are thousands of miles, the blood flows like a river, and the hunting banner falls into the dust, covered by yellow sand and blood, and the original appearance has long been unrecognizable.

On the high post, Ji Chongyan and Zhao Huaiyuan stood supporting each other, looking into the distance, and the loneliness of the desert made people feel desolate.

After being silent for a long time, Ji Chongyan said: "He ascended the throne as the emperor of the Japanese Palace, and he will definitely make the Haiyan River clear in this world, and he will always have Tai'an!" ”

Zhao Huaiyuan, who had just been promoted to hussar general, heard this, immediately knelt down and saluted, and said angrily: "The last general is willing to follow forever and clear the roadblocks for His Highness." ”

Ji Chongyan looked down at him: "A gentleman's word." ”

Zhao Huaiyuan raised his head and quickly answered: "It's hard to chase the horse!" ”

In the spring of the following year, Ji Chongyan's class returned to the dynasty, and Zhao Huaiyuan guarded the northern frontier. After this battle, the two became famous.

Back at the palace, the long-lost queen mother hugged him with tears in her eyes, "My son, you have suffered. But for the future, no matter how hard it is, you have to grit your teeth and hold on. ”

His father, looking at the shocking wound on his left shoulder that had not been treated in time, said, "Remember what has been left on you, and it will always remind you of what is more important and what is self-denial, until you die." ”

When he said this, the man's majestic face was particularly unpredictable, and even had a hint of coldness.

Ji Chongyan's eyebrows were calm, and his voice should be respectful.

The next day, Emperor Jing finalized the candidate for the crown princess for him. The other party is a famous lady from a family, knowledgeable, dignified and elegant, and has a good match. After marriage, the two husband and wife were in harmony and respect, and as time passed, the relationship gradually deepened.

After experiencing the baptism of war, Ji Chongyan acted more and more steadily, calculated and deliberated step by step, and all the tasks assigned by Emperor Jing were properly done, and the latter saw this, so he began to slowly delegate power.

Three years later, Emperor Jing died, and Empress Ci'an followed soon after, and Ji Chongyan, who lost two close relatives, had to face the difference between life and death in childbirth after his wife died in childbirth in winter.

From then on, there was no one in the world who would call him by his name.

However, the situation in the court was unstable and the people's hearts were turbulent, so he couldn't help but think about it, and the wound on his shoulder was even more faintly painful every rainy day.

Alternating between cold and summer, time turns, and in the blink of an eye, it is another three years.

Just when the willows on the branches were blowing and there was little, and the red apricots were blooming in a good time for spring, Lin Minzhi came into his eyes again.

At that time, the young man who was taught by Ge Zhizhai, a famous man in the world, had already been famous, and he was the top performer in the nobles of the family.

really responded to a sentence: Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Ji Chongyan was a little emotional, his impression of Lin Minzhi was still seven years ago, and that interesting child had already attracted so much attention.

He suddenly felt a little nostalgic.

After the next dynasty, Ji Chongyan stayed with people to talk until late at night, and he knew everything about the national policy of the other party's qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, people's livelihood, and the people's livelihood. Ji Chongyan looked at it, and couldn't help but be infected with a long-lost vitality.

He had a close heart for the youth, but he would no longer express his affection as openly as he did when he was young - the current situation in the court was stabilized by the art of checks and balances, and could not be broken by his own hands. But within the limits of tolerance, he will still invite Lin Minzhi to talk for a while to relax his mind, and every time it is over, it can make him feel physically and mentally happy, and even the old diseases are not so annoying.

After many years like this, he found that he did not know when he was no longer satisfied with the status quo. The short and shallow exchange could no longer bring him comfort, and the departure of the other party only aroused his deeper longing, and he began to hope for more and more direct souls from the boy.

Ji Chongyan is not a hairy boy, he understands what he wants.

But he couldn't.

Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely, but for the sake of the king, I have been groaning so far.

He can't let the boy's life be stained.

The little son of the Lin family was born in Xuan He, and he should have a bright future, and he shouldn't give up for his own selfish desires.

But emotion has always been involuntary, once realized, it will be uncontrollable to think, and then desire. The more depressed, the more intense, Ji Chongyan sometimes thinks too much, so he touches the wound on his shoulder, and then slowly suppresses the fire in his heart.

I endured it for two years with the people who were close at hand, but finally I couldn't restrain myself under the defenselessness of the other party again and again.

On that day, the peony in Qionghuayuan was just right, the young man was surrounded by the purple and red, and the flowers were rich, and the quiet sleeping face was even brighter than this spring scene, Ji Chongyan saw that his heart was hot, and he unconsciously approached and reached out to touch his cheek. Cautious, and fleeting.

The heavy green shadow under the other party's eyes made him feel pity, and the hand that touched it again became softer. He carefully traced the contours of the young man's eyebrows and eyes, as if he wanted to carve people into his heart.

Xu was so tired that Lin Minzhi was unaware of his actions and still fell asleep quietly.

Ji Chongyan's inner defense line began to gradually collapse, and the desire that had been forcibly suppressed in the depths of his heart revived, clamoring to get closer. He leaned down slowly, and imprinted a kiss on the young man's forehead, and a great sense of satisfaction instantly swept over his body, like a long-traveled traveler who had finally found a harbor to rest, and his soul let out a sigh of contentment.

One qiē is so good that the days after the good times become more and more difficult.

But soon he wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. When the rainy season arrived, he fell ill due to the accumulation of work and old injuries.

No one expected that Ji Chongyan would not be able to get up again due to this illness.

The arrow hurt his heart back then, and because of the scorching war situation, the time for treatment was delayed, which buried a hidden danger. In the early days, the situation in the court was turbulent and there was no time to take care of it, and then the diligent government could not rest every day, and after a long time, problems broke out.

The incident happened suddenly, his child was still young, and he had not had time to leave behind, how could he leave lightly?

Ji Chongyan dragged the sick body and began to clean and deploy, but in the process, he discovered a shocking secret, which was very tricky, and he was terminally ill and unable to deal with it.

Therefore, when Ji Streamer came uninvited, Ji Chongyan was not surprised.

The other party is here to steal the day, and the target is the edict. He wants to steal the country.

The snake pinched seven inches, and Ji Chongyan's response was to directly pick out Ji Streamer's weakness - there was no time for him to play with ease.

He could even see the other party's pupils shrink for a moment after listening to what he said, and the haze that flashed quickly.

The two were in a stalemate for half the night, Ji Chongyan's consciousness had begun to blur, and he couldn't help but want to sink into the darkness, during which it seemed that people came in one after another, kneeling in front of his bed, but they were not the person he was waiting for.

He reluctantly told Ji Jincheng, who was lying on the edge of the bed with red eyes, a few words, asking him to take up this country, the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world. After that, he stopped talking, held on to his last breath, and continued to wait for the man to arrive.

In Ji Chongyan's life, only three people called his name, and all of them left before him.

Later, such a person appeared, but he gave up all his life.

Zhang Quan's surprised voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Your Majesty, Lord Lin is here!" ”

This sound was like a heavenly sound, which made Ji Chongyan's eyes, who were already dazed, suddenly shine.

It's good, it's good, to see him again.

He stretched out his hand and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Lan Xi, come to Lone." ”