I stepped forward and took the lapis lazuli seal in the palm of my hand, the edges and corners that have been polished very warm on all sides are warm in the palm of my hand, and the continuous Lingyun pattern is engraved, among which the four willow pen seal characters of "veins and autumn" are so familiar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and my heart also drifted to that more distant childhood, the familiar frankincense and my mother's fluttering black hair in the heart of the untraceable and unmemorable surging complex emotions, deep sadness and anguish for the dark clouds and heavy rain under the seal of the heavy crushed and reunited. For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

The room full of people seemed a little surprised by my strange behavior.

Qin Qing had no choice but to drop the food at hand, and came over to take the seal in my hand.

Ling-Mo-Qiu——, that's my mother's name.

"Dare to ask Miss Sifu's surname, who is the ancestor?" Half a ring, we sat down. While returning the seal, he sighed.

Yu Wenchen was about to answer, but when he saw the Sifu girl Yingying saluting, he looked at the seal, and said calmly, "Father Ling Jing." General Fu saw that it was my aunt Ling's name badge, and it had been kept at my grandfather's house in the capital until my father was transferred to the Hanlin Academy in the past two years, and my grandfather saw that I was proficient in literature and ink, so he rewarded me with a good collection. I wonder if General Fu thinks there's anything wrong? ”

When Qin Qing heard this, his eyes suddenly became gentle, and he glanced at me, but he didn't speak.

I secretly looked at the girl Sifu, because my father had been a foreign official back then, and he was transferred to Beijing later, and when I left, my uncle Ling Jing had not yet returned to Beijing, and I had only heard my grandfather occasionally mention that he had set a family affair for his uncle's cousin in his early years, and he also promised a disciple of Jiangmen, so occasionally he talked to my father, and I only have a little memory. And when such a cousin stood in front of me in such a way, I was completely helpless.

Now that I can no longer be Ling Moqiu's son, the scene of relatives recognizing each other, hugging and crying is originally a kind of rendering for people like me who have never met, rendering the meaning of the ethical ancestor advocated by Xinyue, however, this is Beiming, however, I can no longer be her brother. Moreover, she appeared in such a way.

For a while, I was disturbed by the feelings in my heart, and I didn't even think that Xing Qiuyan next to me knew everything from beginning to end, and she assisted Yu Wenchen to bring her second sister-in-law Ling Sifu to come like this, what was the matter?

It's a pity that people are easy to be calm by emotions.

Only Qin Qing silently held my warm little hand, which made me feel a different kind of attachment.

On the way back, we sat quietly with our hands in hand.

Silent, but understand each other.

In general, this is the love of companionship, the love of husband and wife.

The raindrops that were densely wrapped in the cold wind crackled outside the oiled paper curtain of the carriage, and the chill that could not be covered rolled up from time to time rolled up the windmill curtains, and the horses pulling the cart and the people accompanying them walked slowly and helplessly in the rain, like a lonely swimming fish in the vast and distant universe.

Walking through the area of Dagongfang, but I heard the sudden clattering of horses' hooves, the sound of horses' hooves is very familiar, even in the rain, with that rhythm I can also hear that it is the eldest princess Qixia Pavilion Qixia Xiao ride, because under the horse's hooves there are golden feet to prevent easy trampling on the horse's hooves, so the sound is very distinctive. I heard the carriage slam and stopped.

"General Xuanfu Yannian immediately went to Qixia Pavilion to discuss matters, and there should be no delay." A shrill and hurried voice screamed a somewhat harsh but urgent cry in the rain.

Qin Qing and I glanced at each other, both of them had a hint of surprise, but I heard her quickly say, "Go ahead, I'm afraid there is something important, I'll just go back first." So saying, he handed me the hat and the coat to protect him from the rain.

I put on the belt three times and twice, shook Qin Qing's hand tightly, and said, "I'll go back as soon as possible." The rain is so heavy, you have to be careful when walking. ”

She nodded slightly. Another chicken pecked at the rice and kissed me on the lips in a hurry.

It's not enough.

However, I could only hurriedly lift the curtain and agree, run on the horses that accompanied me, and follow the attendants all the way towards Qixia Pavilion.

The sky is already dark, the bleak wind and bitter rain are dense and dense will be the dense flowers and trees outside the Qixia Pavilion and the glazed tiles on the pavilion crackling, the palaces have been repaired, each has been lit, although it is midnight, but can still see the sparse light from afar. The light shines through the curtain-like rain flakes, and the sieve generally reflects the color of the concubine.

As the attendants entered the Qixia Pavilion, the guards at the front of the pavilion were becoming more valuable, and the swords and hats were tearing and changing across the inky sky. Running all the way, I didn't choose the road, although I was wearing sandals, the soles of my boots were also wet.

When the waiter entered the main hall of Qixia Pavilion, the oncoming charcoal fire was warm, and the straight people were a little sleepy.

In addition to the eldest princess and the palace maid who accompanied her, there were also Wang Jin, Wang Geng and Huang Chun, all standing quietly on one side.

The eldest princess was walking outward on her back and in the middle, and she was wearing a big red feather satin cloak embroidered with the pattern of a hundred birds and phoenix Fushou, as if she had just gone out and entered. But when she saw that she was sitting down on one side, she took off her cloak, revealing a blue and blue makeup and satin robe inside, and three or four inches of white fox fur came out of the cuffs, gently fluttering softly on the enamel copper hand stove.

Wang Jin, Wang Geng and Huang Chun were all wearing standard official robes, but they were also wet under their boots. Seeing the eldest princess come in, the three of them got up together, and I just followed the eldest princess's feet into the main hall, so I saluted with them.

The eldest princess looked up at us one by one, I had never seen her look so blood-stained and embarrassed, and I thought that there must be something urgent. I heard her sigh softly, and then waved her hand and said, "Don't be formal, sit down." ”

Unusual, the eldest princess had no intention of calling the palace maid serving next to her to serve tea and greet her, as if she had forgotten about it absent-mindedly, she only went straight to the topic and said, "Everyone, Yushan Island has handed over an emergency military situation, Prince Jing is critically ill, and this palace has called you here because I want you to go to change your guard and arrange for Prince Jing to return for treatment." ”

My heart felt like it was jumping to my temples, and I felt the green tendons on the top of my forehead burst suddenly. I was at a loss. Huang Chun next to me habitually exchanged glances with me, but I had no intention of catching that look. Only Xing Qiuyan's words in the Qingfeng Pavilion of Xiangshui Building before marriage came to mind: "When the political situation in Beiming becomes chaotic, it will be the day of my new Vietnamese unification......"... It's not that you can't kill Prince Jing, it's that you don't want to kill him...""... It's not up to me, but I've been ordered to do it by someone else..."

That sentence was like a kind of mist, erupting from my sixth sense, irrepressibly and the explanation of the eldest princess in front of me, Huang Chun's voice of inquiry blended into one, everything in front of me seemed to float in the smoke, half loud, I tried to restrain myself, from a feeling of half-drowsiness, half-frightening, clouds and fog and tension and contradictions.

It's just that the prince is sick and asks us to go to meet and change the guard, maybe it is not any murderous activity of the new Yue spy don t scare yourself I said to myself silently in my heart. But I heard the eldest princess suddenly turn to me, stroked her forehead, looked at me, and suddenly said, "Fu Yannian, this palace knows that this is about to celebrate the New Year, and Qin Qing is about to give birth, you hesitate to change the guard at this time,"

Only then did I gather my spirit, try to look at the eldest princess, and I heard her continue, "However, Prince Ning has just gotten married, and the young son born by his side concubine is newly mourned, and he is entangled in all things, so he can't go. And in the past few years of conquest, only a few newcomers have been trained, and the veterans are still going into battle to kill the enemy in their old age, and the Lord has entrusted you with a heavy responsibility, I hope you don't have any resentment in your hearts. ”

"Yes. The last will not dare. The last general will do everything he can. I stood up and clasped my fists in salute. I tried to meet the penetrating eyes of the eldest princess in the most sincere way, and I was a little worried about whether she had seen through my mind that I could not let people know, and since she said so, I simply borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and in a trance, it was because my children's love had grown.

"Eldest princess," Suddenly, Huang Chun glanced at me, then stood up from the chair next to him and stepped forward, and said with a slight deep groan, "Weichen thinks that my generation is not enough to serve the public, and Prince Ruoning can't withdraw at this time, can you let Prince Rui take him to the prison army, and we will cooperate, and General Fu will be responsible for taking Prince Jing back?" ”

The eldest princess put down the hand stove, glanced at Huang Chun with slanted eyes, and then looked at Wang Jin.

Wang Jin stepped forward and said to Huang Chun: "You don't know, this time, Prince Rui still wants to stay here to coordinate negotiations with Luo Weilai. Besides——," Wang Jin lowered his voice slightly, and looked around that there were no outsiders, Fang said, "Besides, what the eldest princess means, it's better not to let Prince Rui take charge of the army." ”

And Huang Chun was neither humble nor arrogant, "This is the great righteousness, but ——, this matter of negotiating peace with Luo Wei's envoy is also a great achievement, no matter which prince comes forward and negotiates this matter, I am afraid that its prestige is not necessarily less than that of a palm soldier and a practice of hands." This is just a little insight of Weichen——, and Prince Jing is in his prime, although the disease is dangerous, when not, when not to, will be able to auspicious people, every evil will turn into auspicious. ”

After saying that, everyone fell silent again.

Speaking from the heart, what Huang Chun said is very reasonable. If Prince Ning replaces Prince Rui, the leader of the negotiation and reconciliation matter, it will also be a great prestige. In terms of military power, as long as Prince Jing is there, Prince Rui will be allowed to preside over the war for one or two years, and he should not be left behind. It's just that the ominous feeling in my heart lingers too closely, and I almost have a general ominous premonition that Prince Jing is going to have an accident, and I really can't understand Prince Jing's sudden violent illness and self-deception as an accident without any new accusations.

What if Prince Jing has something to do? Now that the lord's body is getting heavier and heavier, once he dies and the storage position is vacant, then if Prince Rui is in charge of the naval power, wouldn't he be able to compete with Prince Ning, and at that time, is it the time for Xing Qiuyan to take advantage of the opportunity?

……

The sound of the rain outside the house became louder and louder, as if it was pouring on the roof, and there was no cold winter moon, and there was no warm sun. The candles and lamps in the hall shone brightly in the heavy rain at night.

But my mind went back and forth.

It wasn't until I heard the eldest princess groaning for a while, and finally sighed leisurely, and handed out two three-inch black-colored gold-edged military tokens, which were only worthy of the right color and said to me and Huang Chun, "Fu Yannian, Huang Chun, the two of you will immediately set off to pick up Prince Ying Jing to come back for treatment, and the rest of the palace will be arranged." ”

"Yes." Huang Chun and I solemnly accepted the token.

The rain was already overwhelming, and the sky was gradually changing from ink to the morning light, but it was still very dark, the lead clouds hung low, and the hats and robes on his body were sassy and soft, and the raindrops moved with the wind, dense and urgent. In the faint light of the dawn, the pavilions of Pengcheng near and far were brightly washed by the rain, and the wind and rain hit the face, slightly painful.

"I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, but I think that another country is my hometown." Huang Chun and I walked forward in the rain side by side, wiping the rain on our faces, and said with a mocking smile on our lips.

"What do you mean?" I was not in the mood for humor, and I lost my temper with him in a rather unpleasant tone.

"I don't know if you think I'm the best bully?" Huang Chun was still so slightly mocking, but said calmly and naturally, "I see that you usually treat people quite a lot, but for me Huang, you especially like to be angry." Fu Yannian, tell me, do you think I'm the softer one? ”

I thought about it for a while, and I felt a little ashamed, so I turned my face, raised my horsewhip and threw out a rain line, Fang sighed, "I'm worried about Prince Jing's illness, I don't know why, I always feel frightened, it's difficult to be safe, I hope I think too much." I just abrupt you, I'm sorry. ”

Huang Chun also hit the horse and said, "This time, I will go to the military department to transfer people and horses to meet them." If you're worried, we'll step up. ”

The two of them were divided into front and back, and they drove together with a whip, and in the dense heavy rain, the cold spread out on both sides, and the rain washed through the streets and alleys of Beiming, and the seamless blue bricks were as smooth as a mirror, until the horses' hooves slipped and slipped. Pengcheng is in the rain, this brick, a pillar, a flower and a tree, all are attachment and heartache. And thinking of Qin Qing and the child, my heart is even more desolate and complicated, as if stepping on a wasteland where no grass grows, the trap of a prisoner.