The capital is still the bustling capital.

Standing at the edge of the attic at this time, Zhao Yan, who was accustomed to the compliments of the palace, occasionally listened to the noise of the market, and then looked at the country under his own painstaking governance, the people were happy, and all industries were prosperous, and suddenly there was an indescribable sense of comfort.

Pouring two cups of mellow "champion red", Zhao Zhenyuan raised his glass and slowly walked to Zhao Yan, who was bustling on the street, and said with a smile.

"Brother Huang, how about trying this 'champion red'? This is a rare wine from the 'Drunken Fragrance Workshop'. ”

Smiling silently, Zhao Yan took the jade cup with a quiet face, the thin lip flap lightly pressed against the edge of the cup, and tasted a small sip of the jade liquid in the cup, and the fragrant taste of the tip of the tongue suddenly made Zhao Yan's eyebrows slightly raised.

A small sip is not enough to satisfy the aroused curiosity, and then taste the wine in the cup, the taste that feels like an elegant gentleman has become a powerful general, and the taste is more spicy, Zhao Yan's eyes can't help but be impressed by this strength, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

Putting down the jade cup, he looked down at the liquid in the jade cup, and Zhao Yan, who was slightly red, turned his head sideways and asked Zhao Zhenyuan lightly.

"This 'champion red' is a little different from the past, and the taste is from shallow to deep, which is quite complicated."

"Brother Huang is really a person who understands wine."

Nodding his head and praising him, Zhao Zhenyuan also drank half a glass of wine, and looked at the bustling street with Zhao Yan with satisfaction.

"Don't you think that Brother Huang looks at Lin'an every day, and every day is different?"

While sipping the wine in the cup, while looking at the street with deep eyes, Zhao Yan also said with feeling.

"Every day is different. The natural scenery is different, and the way to change lies in the heart. ”

Feeling Zhao Yan's perception, Zhao Zhenyuan was distracted for a while in the face of this bustling street. Suddenly, a poem by Cui Hu in the Tang Dynasty flashed in his mind: The human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. I read it repeatedly in my heart, but the taste is endless.

No one will always be waiting in the same place.

"What, what does the imperial brother think?"

Seeing that Zhao Zhenyuan was silent for a long time, Zhao Yan, who was waiting for an answer, couldn't help but ask him; Zhao Zhenyuan, who woke up from his trembling mind, only a faint embarrassed smile appeared between the corners of his mouth. replied without hesitation.

"People's hearts are fickle."

"It's a heavy feeling, a bit of a bad feeling."

"Brother Chen's words have been lost, please forgive me."

Laugh without saying a word. Zhao Yan, who was clear at one point, seemed to guess where Zhao Zhenyuan's amazement came from, and also lightly mentioned what he guessed.

"But I'm annoyed by the girl called 'Hour', and I blame me for marrying Gong Yihan?"

"Brother don't dare!"

As soon as he talked about this marriage, Zhao Zhenyuan's face quickly changed. quickly knelt down and expressed his feelings to Zhao Yan.

"The meaning of the imperial brother, the younger brother naturally does not dare to have the slightest disobedience. Presumably, the royal brother has his own considerations. ”

"Get up, I have no reproach. Besides, you and I are in the people at this time, so we don't need to care too much about the difference between monarchs and ministers. ”

After agreeing to the pardon, Zhao Yan leaned closer to the edge of the attic, stood with his hands in his hands, and talked eloquently.

"It's not that you don't understand your mind. It's just that compared to you and Gong Jiaerlang, you don't have bargaining chips to play. And he Gong Yihan. More than you dare to sacrifice. ”

The panicked look suddenly accumulated in Zhao Zhenyuan's face, and the mystery in these words was quite refreshing, and he couldn't wait to ask about the secrets inside.

"Brother Shu is dull and difficult to understand, I hope that the emperor's brother will understand."

"The rich Gong clan has been passed down to Gong Yihan's generation, but there is a man who is crazy about love; For the safety of a woman, she did not hesitate to exchange the 'Qingluan Order' that was in charge of the world's wealth. If you are the real yuan, will you bet on your century-old family business? ”

was asked by Zhao Yan so abruptly, Zhao Zhenyuan suddenly felt like he had been hit by a dumb hole, and he didn't know how to answer.

After waiting for a while, a faint smile rippled in Zhao Yan, but it was not a sneer. Not to mention that Zhao Zhenyuan can't make a choice in that corner, even if he is a high heavenly son, he may not have the resolute and unrepentant decision of that Gong Yihan at that time.

"The country, the beauty, the seemingly unrelated two things are always invisibly implicated together, and it is difficult for people to choose."

An infatuation touched another long-sealed affection, Zhao Yan looked at the lights in the distance, and suddenly there was a light of infatuation in his eyes.

"People who value profit value the power in their hands, and people who value love value the fate that is rare in their lives. The love of this palace family is reminiscent of when he was young; When did I meet by chance in the vast sea of people, I didn't regret seeing the jade people, and I was so crazy that I gave up the position of the incomparably noble East Palace. No matter how high or low the identity of this thing, if it encounters anyone, the trap will go to it without hesitation. ”

"Brother Huang!! You can't say anything like that, you're nine."

The sentence "Ninety-Five" was still lingering on his lips, and Zhao Yan had already interrupted it with a loud laugh.

"It's just a momentary testimonial, I am no longer young and frivolous, I naturally know what I carry on my shoulders, and I won't take the ancestral inheritance as a child's play like Gong Jia's son."

Everything is vain, the person who has already ascended to the realm of bliss, even if he Zhao Yan exchanges the Great Song Dynasty, she will not be able to come back.

The frivolity of youth is finally too indulgent, like a dream; And at the end of the dream, it is naturally time to wake up. It's just that when Zhao Yan thought that he had already woken up from his dream, a fog suddenly blew into his heart ghostly, and suddenly made him lose the southeast and northwest.

In the southeast of the gaze, a woman in green clothes in the crowd suddenly locked Zhao Yan's gaze. The black eyes are like the black pearls in the white jade plate, the eyebrows are like the undulating ridges, and the green silk is like soft satin; The delicate and tranquil face, like a blooming orchid by the stream, the woman seemed to be looking for someone, with a slight smile in the crowd looking forward to it, like a fairy who has just arrived in the mortal world, curious and nervous about new things.

And the woman's clear eyes didn't seem to have the slightest favor for Zhao Yan who was standing in the attic, and she never cast a single star at him; Suddenly, as if she had met some acquaintance, the smile on her face suddenly became grand, and she quickened her pace towards the corner alley.

That posture, that face, that smile, is exactly the same as the person sealed in the depths of memory. The woman who gradually withdrew from her sight violently knocked Zhao Yan's messy heart over and over again; The light and darkness between the complexions did not know how many times they changed in between, and the cold air emitted from his bones forced this human emperor to succumb to what he saw, his trembling eyes, trembling thin lips, and with the footsteps that gradually got out of control, he burst out from his heart and called out like a cracked brocade.

"Xiao Xiao Yu Xiao Yu!!" (To be continued......)