After asking Bai Feng, He Zichen learned that the kite was not just a plaything for Sheng Ling, it was a messenger that carried his thoughts about his mother in the sky.

In Sheng Ling's hometown, it is believed that the soul of a person returns to heaven after death, and the white crane symbolizes the remembrance of a deceased loved one.

Legend has it that when you tie a crane-shaped kite with your own hands, fly it in windy weather, let it fly very high, and wait until all the threads on the spool are used up, so high that you can no longer see it, the kite is about to reach the sky, and then the kite string is broken, which means that the relatives in the sky have received it.

If the kite falls or breaks the string halfway through the flight, it will not be received, and the people in the sky will be very sad if they can't wait for the thoughts from their relatives, and they will cry and cry in the sky, crying into a heavy rain.

"Shengling's mother, please stop crying, you cry so much that I want to cry."

He Zichen lay on a big tree, wiped the rain from his face, squinted and looked around, but still didn't find the kite, seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

He Zichen knew that he had done a bastard thing again.

Although he didn't want to be such a bastard in his heart, a mistake is a mistake, and there is nothing to quibble. Since you are wrong, you have to find a way to make up for the mistakes you have made.

In any case, he must find Sheng Ling's kite!

After he came out of the Star Picking Tower, he quietly walked out of the palace by himself and looked in the direction where the kite had disappeared.

The rain was so heavy that the kite must have fallen, so he asked as he went, "Do you see a kite with a broken string?" It is a kite in the shape of a white crane. ”

I don't know how many people I asked, and finally someone told him that he saw a white kite fall before the rain.

He Zichen hurriedly asked and searched clearly, and sure enough, he found a white kite on the branch, he was ecstatic in his heart, and hurriedly climbed the tree to take down the kite, and after a closer look, his heart was cold.

It was indeed a white kite, but it was not Sheng Ling's white crane, but a white butterfly that had time to be colored.

Just one person aimlessly looking for a kite with a broken string is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, but He Zichen still has to find this needle.

Originally, he could ask Bai Feng to help him divinate where the kite had fallen, and he could even sit in the Hidden Star Pavilion and just ask others to find it, which would be easier and more effective.

But he didn't.

He Zichen's stubbornness is not only committed to others, but also to himself.

A person can only bear the bastard things he does, so why should he ask others to help? Now the process of searching is difficult, but when he tore off the kite string before, it was very easy, and he tasted the evil results of his own creation, which is cause and effect.

Perhaps it was luck that He Zichen finally found the kite on the roof of a house. By this time he had been looking for a long, long time, and it was dark.

The rain was still falling heavily, and the waterfall was clattering in his ears, and he was so dizzy that he could not hear anything but the sound of the rain, and after he climbed up to the roof and took the kite in his hand, he accidentally rolled off the roof and into the yard.

Before he could get up from the ground, he was pounced on again by a black dog that came from nowhere, and then a man and a dog started a vicious fight in the rain.

He Zichen couldn't quite remember how he escaped from the paws of that damn dog, and how he ran over those four legs on two legs, as if he had lost consciousness and was only acting on the instinct of his body.

In the end, it was the monarch who brought someone to look for him, and carried him back to the palace, and the kite that was not easy to find was tightly held in his hand.

After being drenched in the rain for several hours and chased by dogs for several miles, He Zichen naturally fell ill and was forced to lie in bed for two days. He Chongming saw that his situation was really pitiful, and he couldn't bear to scold him too much.

He Zichen is also very good at taking advantage of the opportunity, pretending to be sick, and asking for a lot of benefits on the side of adults.

As soon as the person left, he immediately jumped out of bed and took the kite to the Star Picking Tower to return it to Sheng Ling, but Sheng Ling didn't seem to appreciate it, and he didn't even look at the kite.

At that time, Sheng Ling and He Ziyang were in class, Bai Feng was very easy-going, and he didn't blame He Zichen for coming to disturb, but just greeted him in a warm voice how he was recovering, and then he no longer cared about the "grievances" between the children.

He Zichen carried the kite and apologized in a low voice for a long time, but Sheng Ling just glanced at him, very indifferently, and couldn't see what was in it.

He Zichen said that he was short of words, and stood silently alone, ignored for a long time, and finally felt a little embarrassed, so he took the kite back, and the back that had always been majestic looked quite hurt.

He Ziyang wanted to intercede for his younger brother, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was really no reason to say anything, it was Sheng Ling's freedom to forgive or not, and he couldn't make unreasonable demands just because Sheng Ling regarded him as a friend. So, I had to watch silently from the side.

Seeing He Zichen leaving in frustration, He Ziyang finally couldn't help but say hello to Bai Feng and chased him out.

On the path between the dove trees, He Ziyang caught up and grabbed He Zichen, and the two didn't know what to say on the road, and they both looked like they were smiling.

Sheng Ling stood quietly by the window, looking down at this scene.

Bai Feng walked to his side and also looked downstairs, still with a faint smile on his face, as if he said casually: "I heard that the kites that the little boy went to find you have been drenched in the rain for a long time. I was chased by a dog for a few miles, and I don't know if I was bitten, but I got hot when I came back...... I didn't expect it to be just better, so I was in a hurry to come to you. ”

Sheng Ling's eyelashes trembled, he turned around and pulled his master's sleeve, looked up, and his eyes were a little eager to say goodbye.

"Don't worry, I've seen it before, and the little boy is in good health." Bai Feng patted his head, with some teasing in the corners of his eyes, "Why don't you tell the little boy, you have already forgiven him?" ”

Sheng Ling bit his lip, his eyes were a little evasive, and after a while, he finally mustered up the courage to take Bai Feng's hand, wrote something on his palm with his fingers, and after writing, he raised his head and looked at his master.

Bai Feng touched his head with some pity, sighed lightly, and said with a smile: "Sheng Ling is a soft-hearted child, but I don't know if it's good or bad." ”

didn't get the response he wanted, Sheng Ling took his master's hand again and shook it lightly a few times, with a hint of implicit pleading in his eyes.

"As a teacher, I won't help you say it, Sheng Ling, if you have ideas, you have to learn to express them yourself, even if you can't speak, you can use other ways to let people understand your thoughts."

"What's more, the little boy is different from you, he just handed you a string of sugar gourds, you are reluctant to eat it, and you can put it to attract ants." Bai Feng didn't agree to his request, he straightened the hair on his sideburns with interest, and smiled, "And the little boy doesn't care about anything, he only does what he wants, and he doesn't care what others think." This time he feels that he is wrong, so he will definitely ask for your forgiveness, and if you don't give him a clear answer, according to his nature, he will definitely come again. ”

Bai Feng thought these children were really interesting.

Ziyang's mind is pure, he thinks about others, he is happy when others are happy, if others are sad, even if it is not his fault, he will feel sad, and his temper is so good that people can't be angry. Such a person may sometimes suffer some small losses, but in the long run, it may not be bad, if a person himself does not regard suffering losses as losses, then what can he worry about?

Zichen, a child, and his brother are two extremes, he never cares what others think, he only cares what he thinks, willful and arrogant. Fortunately, this willfulness and arrogance did not make him too narrow-minded and conceited, at least he was willing to recognize his mistakes, and did not hesitate to put them into words and deeds, even if it sometimes made people angry, it was difficult to really get tired of him.

It's not really heartless, and it's even affectionate and righteous, but it's never too depressed. Such people can usually live a wanton and open life.

As for Sheng Ling, compared to Ziyang, he is not selfless enough, and compared to Zichen, he is not selfish enough.

He is sensitive, always able to sense the malice of others and haunt it; But he is soft-hearted, as long as the other party sincerely admits his mistake, he can no longer be hostile, he attaches more importance to others to treat him a little bit or even inadvertently good - for these two points alone, Xiao Gongzi is his natural nemesis.

But at the same time, Sheng Ling was too introverted, and there was some awkwardness that was almost embarrassing, which made him completely ungood at expressing himself.

He silently kept everything in his heart, but never let people know his feelings, perhaps others thought that he hated himself, but he had put people in the most cherished place in his heart.

Sheng Ling has such a temperament......

Bai Feng sighed, and said in his heart, such a temperament can only be friends with people as soft as the eldest prince without a little edges and corners, and people like the little prince are probably difficult to communicate with him.

The status and responsibility of the living national teacher determine that the monarch and the monarch must have a relationship of mutual trust and support, from this point of view, the eldest prince is indeed more suitable for the position of the monarch than the younger son.

Bai Feng guessed correctly, although he was a little depressed at the time when he touched Sheng Ling, and then quickly cheered up.

It was still out of the idea that "if you do something wrong, you have to bear it yourself", he was rarely willing to lower his posture again and again, and Sheng Ling's "not forgiving" did not make him angry, but gave birth to some fighting spirit.

According to He Zichen's analysis, the reason why Sheng Ling did not accept the kite and his apology was probably because this kite was different from before, and Sheng Ling disliked it.

After experiencing the wind and rain, the kite looked even more miserable than He Zichen, and it was completely impossible to see the original exquisite workmanship. He Zichen said in his heart: You can't return it to Sheng Ling like this, I will return it after I repair it, and it will be regarded as reparation.

He Zichen found tools and materials to trim the kite, but found a thin bamboo tube the thickness of his little finger under the bone, he took the bamboo tube off and poured out a wet paper roll from it.

When I opened it, the handwriting on the paper was stained by the rain, and I could only vaguely guess the general meaning, and the paper was full of thoughts about my deceased mother.

In order to restore the kite to its original appearance, He Zichen showed the greatest patience in his life.

The illegible letter rippled in his heart, and gave him a very strange feeling, somewhat similar to the feeling of seeing the nestling in the locust tree, and he understood much later that the feeling was called "pity".

He Zichen rarely took the initiative to pick up the pen, wrote a long letter, and delivered it to Sheng Ling's window with a repaired kite in the early morning. This time, he no longer wanted Sheng Ling's forgiveness as he wanted to win a battle, but he wanted to express the mood that was born because of Sheng Ling himself.

Sheng Ling still did not accept the kite, but left the letter he wrote.

He Zichen was a little happy, and he was no longer as persistent as before, and took the kite back and put it in the study with brisk steps.

The kite is his apology, and the letter is an emotion other than apology.

……

The days of studying in the Star Picking Tower were the happiest time for He Zichen.

The teacher changed from the pedantic and old-fashioned Ye Hu to the gentle and funny Bai Feng, and the course changed from boring etiquette and strategy to interesting talisman spells, and there was an interesting classmate like Sheng Ling.

Well, later He Zichen found out that Sheng Ling was actually very interesting.

Among his previous playmates, the closest one is He Ziyang, who is almost temperamental, no matter how much he messes around, he will not get angry, He Zichen certainly likes this feeling of being pampered, but it is always less exciting.

In addition, there are also a few children of those ministers' families who are quite temperamental, such as Rong Xu, the eldest son of Rong Xiang, who had a fight without a word, and he didn't know each other if he didn't fight, but he was a little sympathetic to each other, and the relationship was quite good after that.

But no one has ever been like Sheng Ling, who is obviously very cautious, and it is easy for him to provoke anger, but he just can't bear it, that awkward and helpless appearance is really interesting.

He Zichen no longer pestered He Ziyang, but turned his attention to Sheng Ling, provoking him from time to time, at first he pulled his hair and scribbled on his back, and then after he began to learn some simple techniques, there were more tricks.

For example, when Sheng Ling was reading a book, he turned into a butterfly dangling in front of his eyes, deliberately knocked Sheng Ling off the sword when he was practicing the sword, and then caught him in mid-air, and so on.

At first, Sheng Ling just endured it silently, and there would be a little clue on his face, but then he gradually learned to see the moves with a blank face, and occasionally gave a certain amount of counterattack.

Since Sheng Ling couldn't speak, He Zichen was also used to being bad without saying a word, and the two of them seemed to have no verbal communication for a long time, but they had already gone through countless tricks in secret.

He Zichen felt that although Sheng Ling's face was becoming more and more inconspicuous, and he was becoming more and more calm and skillful in dealing with it, he must have hated himself in his heart.

But it doesn't matter, he just likes to tease Sheng Ling, looking at the face that is becoming more and more unfazed, he can't help but step forward to provoke it.

This mood is like a kitten, even if you don't eat butterflies, you can't help but flutter a few times when you see butterflies.

Bai Feng saw these in his eyes, and never stopped them, in his opinion, they were all innocuous little jokes, the little boy was naughty, but he was very good at mastering just the right amount of proportion, and he felt that his apprentice seemed to be enjoying it.

The days passed unhurriedly, and unconsciously, the dove trees outside the star building changed for several seasons, and the once immature children grew into teenagers.

It seems that all the qiē are still the same, except for the taller and the eyebrows and eyes have grown, everyone has not changed.

The relationship between He Zichen and He Ziyang's brothers is as close as ever, and He Ziyang and Sheng Ling also maintain a silent and sound friendship, He Zichen still provokes Sheng Ling from time to time, but it is not so frequent.

Time is silent, there will always be something quietly changing, these changes are slow and subtle, like spring rain falling in the middle of the lake, difficult to detect, but real.

For example, He Zichen used to wear brightly colored clothes and liked all kinds of accessories, but now he prefers a neat black dress; It's very pleasing to laugh, but when you don't smile, there is a little coldness between your eyebrows, and she still looks like a hanger, but compared to the naïve and willful when she was a child, she is a little more deliberately provocative and rebellious.

For example, Sheng Ling, although he was introverted when he was a child, he could also see a few twists and stubbornness in the silence, but now he is like a frozen lake, and he can no longer set off the slightest ripple.

However, He Ziyang has not changed much, he is still gentle and friendly, he still respects his teacher, loves his younger brother, treats his friends well, still does not show any outstanding talent, he still studies diligently and steadily, and strives to complete every homework given to him by his father.

Several of them are not too young, and there is no longer a fixed class time in the Star Picking Building, and they have more time to prepare for the responsibilities they will take on in the future.

Sheng Ling has begun to deal with some affairs of the Star Picking Building alone, and He Zichen and He Ziyang have also followed He Chongming to contact some government affairs, and there is also a certain amount of communication with the ministers of the DPRK and China, and it didn't take long for He Zichen to offend the ministers almost all over the place, but He Ziyang was unanimously praised.

The ministers couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, thinking that the little boy was completely due to the neglect of the monarch's discipline and support, and the good seedlings grew into a gentleman, even if he was talented and intelligent, he couldn't become a big tool.

He Chongming is actually very puzzled, his youngest son has been very likable since he was a child, lively and clever, and learns everything quickly, although he is naughty but very measured, he has a squishy skin, but he hasn't really done a few things that cross the line.

- How did such a child become like this?

Obviously it was a task given to the brothers to complete, but He Zichen handed it all over to He Ziyang, and he did it himself, watching his brother work hard to complete things that were not difficult for him, but he didn't have the slightest intention of helping, and he lay on the rocking chair leisurely and leisurely to eat snacks, and he was so lazy and slippery that it was outrageous.

In addition, he also contradicted himself in public, ridiculed the ministers of the DPRK and China, and continued to make mistakes because of excessive carelessness when he could do things well......

"It's getting worse and worse! If you are idle all day long, you know that you are running around, are you still young? I didn't take it seriously when I was studying with the National Teacher in the Star Picking Building, and now my mind is not on the right path at all! ”

He Chongming finally couldn't help but reprimand his youngest son fiercely, and threw a few books over, "Look at your brother, yesterday I criticized the recitals until midnight, and if there is anything I don't understand, I came to ask for advice this morning." Look at you again! Kong has some qualifications, but he doesn't even have half of your brother's efforts, what kind of great thing can you achieve like you! ”

"I didn't want to be a big deal, didn't I just eat, drink, and have fun and not get into trouble, even if I was sensible?" He Zichen stood with his shoulders slanted, not taking this rebuke seriously at all.

Glancing at the corner of his eye, he hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled very badly, "What's more, only a fool like Ziyang will not sleep in the middle of the night to approve any twists and turns, I am not as stupid as him, this good year should be enjoyable and laborious...... It's enough to leave it to the stupid to do it. ”

"You! Shut up! ”

He Chongming slapped him over, fanning He Zichen's face to the side, he looked at He Zichen coldly, and was disappointed in his heart, "If you don't do your job, you don't respect your father and brother, you should have a long memory!" Go to the Jingtang and kneel for three days, and reflect on it! ”

He Zichen rubbed his red and swollen cheeks, but he was not angry, he still smiled and said, "Yes!" I haven't been punished for a long time, and my knees are still itchy, so I'll go. Father, Zichen retired. ”

After speaking, he intimately picked up all the folds that had fallen on the ground and put them on the table, then turned around and went out of the door, passing by He Ziyang who was standing at the door without squinting.

He Ziyang stared closely at the handprints on his face, his face a little pale.

The moon is like water, and the court is empty.

He Ziyang carried a food basket in one hand and a lantern in the other, and walked towards the quiet hall step by step.

There were a few candles burning in the quiet hall, He Zichen knelt alone in the hall, and he could only see a Lingding back at the door, he hung his head slightly, and the shadow on the wall swayed slightly with the candlelight, looking a little lonely.

He Ziyang put out the lantern and hung it outside the door, walked in, put the food box in front of He Zichen, and stood on the side silently looking at the hair whirlpool above his head.

Both of them remained motionless and did not speak for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, He Zichen's head fell a little suddenly, and he quickly raised his head, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, as if he had just seen the figure in front of him, and he was so frightened that he almost jumped up, but he sat on the ground because of his numb legs.

"Ouch hey!" After seeing the person in front of him clearly, He Zichen patted his chest exaggeratedly, and his heart palpitated, "It's Ziyang, why don't you make a sound when you come?" Scared the hell out of me! ”

He Ziyang didn't speak, silently squatted down and took out the same food from the food box.

"Yo, it's all my favorite food." He Zichen swallowed his saliva, simply sat cross-legged on the ground, unceremoniously raised his chopsticks to eat, and said while gobbling it up, "Ziyang, it's still your best." ”

He Ziyang didn't make a sound, silently walked to his side, and knelt down.

He Zichen was stunned, smiled very lightly, and did not stop him, he said: "You want to share weal and woe with me, what a good brother." ”

After eating, He Zichen put the dishes and chopsticks back into the food box, rubbed his knees, and knelt down again.

The two brothers knelt side by side like this, each looking at the ground a few inches square in front of them, no one had the intention of speaking, and the quiet hall was silent for a while, and the atmosphere was a little weirdly solemn, as if some ceremony was being held.

There was a faint sound of water drops on his side, something flickered in the candlelight for a moment, He Zichen turned his head, and saw Ziyang hanging his head, tears rolling down his face one after another, and hitting the ground with a snap.

The night breeze blew in through the crack in the window, the candlelight swayed, and He Zichen's heart trembled slightly with the beating candlelight.

"You, don't cry, don't you just kneel and don't die......" He Zichen panicked, seeing that He Ziyang didn't make a sound, but kept crying, he sighed, "Alas, didn't you just say that you are stupid, didn't you say it before, how can you be like a big girl...... Hey, can't I apologize to you? ”

He said solemnly: "Ziyang, I'm sorry, I was wrong. ”

Hearing the apology, He Ziyang's tears became even more turbulent, and he seemed to be unable to stop it, and he kept wetting the ground in front of him before he heard him speak in a trembling voice.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault...... Chenchen, I'm really sorry......"

"Don't talk nonsense, what's the matter with you? Don't take everything on yourself! He Zichen didn't like Ziyang's temperament a little, and said unhappily, "It was because I was scolded by my father for not doing my job, and it has nothing to do with anyone." ”

"Besides, my father scolded quite rightly, I am just playful, and my heart is too impetuous, I do everything for three days and two days to dry the net, and I will never be as diligent and practical as you. I don't want to waste my time doing anything 'serious', or is it right for me to be idle......"

Speaking of this, he shrugged his shoulders rather complacently and chuckled: "No way, life is good." ”

"Not really!"

He Ziyang raised his head suddenly, turned his face to look at him, his eyes were tearful, but his eyes were very sure, he said: "It's not like that, it's obviously not like that." ”

It's obviously not like that, it's not impetuous, it's not that there is no perseverance, it's not that everyone has talent in their eyes but doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it.

He Ziyang lowered his head and said softly: "You are very smart, as long as you want to, you can learn anything, and you can do everything well." ”

"Yes, I also think I'm very smart, and I can do a lot of things well if I want to." He Zichen nodded approvingly, and laughed at himself, "But I don't want to." ”

"It's not that you don't want to, you are ......" He Ziyang looked at him and said in a low voice, "Chenchen, in fact, you don't hate arithmetic, and you're also very good at chess, right?"

"It's because of me that you pretend to be annoying."

Chenchen has learned everything quickly since he was a child, but many things that can be done well are always given up halfway because of impatience. However, after thinking about it carefully, He Ziyang found that almost all of what Chen Chen rejected was relatively good at his own time.

His arithmetic is unsatisfactory, Chenchen said that arithmetic is cumbersome, he is obsessed with chess, Chenchen thinks that playing chess is boring, think about it carefully, he is simply letting himself.

Others say that the little boy is smart but impetuous, while the eldest son is dull but hard-working, and the two of them are half good and half bad, but what if the smart one is also serious and persevering? The blunt one really looks useless.

Because he doesn't want his brother's efforts to become worthless, he doesn't even have the right to be serious, he can only be a fool.

He Zichen is best at riding and shooting, and it is also because He Ziyang has been weak since he was a child, and it is understandable that he is not good at riding and shooting, so this is the only hobby he can show calmly.

It's not that I can't settle down, I'm obviously interested in many things, but because of him, I can only forcibly suppress all my interests, and hide it from everyone with an impetuous and impatient image.

It's not my fault that I'm stupid, but how can it be a sin to have a stupid brother?

"It's not that I don't know...... But I don't want to admit it, I pretended to be deceived by you, because I know that if you don't let me, then I really ...... Nothing is good for nothing. He Ziyang said with difficulty, and his voice trembled slightly.

"But, because I don't want to face it, I watched my father be disappointed in you, watched the ministers give up on you, and rightfully watched Chenchen give up so much for me but pretended not to understand anything, you said I was stupid, but in fact I wasn't stupid, I was just a bad ......"

He Ziyang fell to the ground and couldn't cry: "Why, why am I so bad...... I'm sorry, Chenchen, I'm so bad, I really didn't expect me to be so bad......"

He Zichen listened quietly, his face was indifferent, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion, and when He Ziyang finally finished crying, he suddenly laughed.

"Ziyang, there is a sentence, although I have already said it once, I still want to say it again......" He Zichen took out a handkerchief and handed it over, leaned into He Ziyang's ear, and whispered with a smile, "You are really stupid." ”

"I really don't like the fact that you're taking all the blame on yourself."

"You're right, I don't bother to bother with anything you can do well, but it's not for what makes you ......" Speaking of this, He Zichen raised his eyebrows and said with a mysterious smile, "Do you know why? ”

He Ziyang still had a teardrop on his cheek, and said in a daze: "Why? ”

He Zichen said cheekily: "Because I'm smart, I'm still lazy." ”

"We are brothers for life, it would be nice to have someone good at it, since you are doing a good job, why should I bother? I'm not diligent, maybe it's better to be lazy or lazy, I'm interested in so many things, there's no need to be attached to one or two things. I was just...... I'm just cleverly lazy.

"These recent government affairs are really annoying, Ziyang, you handled it very well, so I didn't bother to take care of it, and I ran away and was lazy. To put it nicely, we have our own place, and to put it bluntly, I am bullying you.

"But I didn't expect you to be so stupid, obviously you are running around everything, you do everything alone, you actually, you still feel sorry for me." He Zichen couldn't help laughing, covered his stomach with a smile and said, "Hey, Ziyang, you say, how can there be such a stupid person as you in the world?" ”

"But ......" He Ziyang wanted to say something, but was stopped by a sudden hug.

"Ziyang, remember, you are not bad at all, you are the best and best brother in my heart, we are brothers who want to be together for the rest of our lives." He Zichen turned sideways and hugged him, his arms tightly clenched, "So, Ziyang, you must not feel that you owe me." ”

The last tear fell on He Zichen's shoulder, He Ziyang listened in a daze, and said after a while: "...... Good. ”

This was the first and last time the brothers had a more in-depth conversation.

It seems that all the words are open to talking, and there seem to be many unfinished words, and the two who have reached a tacit understanding are silent. There are always things that will change when you grow up, but how can there ever be a gap between two hearts?

The candles in the hall flickered, and the two leaned on each other; The moonlight outside the door is bright, and a shadow is independent.

Sheng Ling looked at the people inside, tightened the burden in his hand, and finally turned around silently, came and went by the moonlight.

There is a saying that the country does not prosper, and the position of the prince has always been inhabited by the virtuous and capable.

A few years ago, a minister proposed that the eldest son was gentle and kind, but he was not sensitive enough, and the younger son was smart and talented, so he should be replaced. It was He Chongming and Qin Lian who insisted on their attitudes, and on the pretext that the two sons were still young, the eldest son might be the kind of child who belonged to Wanhui, so they suppressed the matter.

Over the years, He Ziyang has not shown extraordinary talent in any aspect, and his character may be a good minister, but not enough to be a king.

This year, He Zichen and Shengling were seventeen years old, He Ziyang was eighteen years old, and Yousheng men were crowned at the age of eighteen.

According to tradition, after the coronation ceremony of the eldest prince, he will enter the court as a politician, and when the time comes, it will be a foregone conclusion, and the ministers finally can't help but mention the replacement again.

In fact, after so much time, He Chongming has also been a little shaken, the eldest son's character and temperament are naturally excellent, but he does lack a little bit of agility and kingly spirit, and although the younger son is naughty, he has never crossed the line, he seems to have a bad temper, but in fact he is open-minded, and he is a piece of jade worth carving.

In the end, He Chongming decided to let the two of them prove with their actions who is more suitable for the position of monarch, so there was a test for the two during this time.

This time Songkou also pinned hopes on He Zichen, but He Zichen disappointed him.

A month before He Ziyang's coronation, the three of them went out for the last time, which was like a ceremony, a ceremony that was different from the coronation ceremony but more solemn, a practice of companions, and a farewell to their youth.

Of course, this was just a tacit idea of the three teenagers, and in fact, this trip was made in the name of transcendent resentment.

There is a village outside Yanggu City, a family in the village, the son lost his conscience, and after the death of his father, he carried his seventy-year-old mother to the mountains and abandoned it.

The old woman suffered in the mountains for a few days, and was eaten alive by the wild beasts in the mountains when she was dying of hunger, because of the extreme resentment and despair before her death, and the way of death was too tragic, the old woman's soul was full of resentment, and she failed to float down the lì to the lost river to purify and reincarnate, and turned into a resentful spirit after absorbing the essence of plants and trees in the mountains.

With a strong hatred, the old woman's resentful spirit returned to the village and launched a slaughter, many people in the village were killed, and the living rushed to the Star Picking Tower to seek advice.

That old woman was not a great traitor during her lifetime, and it was not complicated to be excessive, and any disciple of the Star Picking Tower could be completely competent. The reason why Bai Feng sent Sheng Ling to go and Jian yì He Zichen and He Ziyang walked together was also to deliberately give the three people who were unconsciously estranged a chance to contact each other.

He Zichen has always liked to run around the most, so he naturally responded very happily, and He Ziyang, who rarely left the palace due to physical reasons, also went along out of some idea.

In the beginning, everyone was out of a clear mind.

No one expected that what was thought to be a meaningful outing turned out to be an eternal recipe separated by an abyss.