Murong Shu didn't know when he moved to Emperor Yan's side and knelt down, and said flatteringly: "Good imperial brother, good imperial brother, my courtiers will use all the good things to honor you in the future, can you give me this beauty?" ”

Emperor Yan smiled: "This I can't be the master, this is a genius that Da Sile finally found two years ago, accepted as a disciple, and held it for fear of being wronged." If I go back tonight, if I suffer from some kind of cold, I'm afraid I'm going to feel distressed. How dare I covet you and send a few pieces of jade to your house? ”

Today's Da Si Le used to be an attendant of the first emperor, and because he was proficient in music theory, he once taught Emperor Yan to learn the music of the qin. After Emperor Yan ascended the throne, he worshiped as the Great Si Le, and was highly respected by Emperor Yan. Speaking of which, this big Si Le also taught Murong Shu music lessons for a few years.

Since it's a big sler, there's no drama. Murong pursed his lips and said regretfully: "It's a pity, such a wonderful person, alas, ......"

Emperor Yan looked at King Rui and smiled without saying a word.

During the banquet, a few new songs were played, but they were slightly new and sounded a lot more pleasant. When it was about time, everyone had almost finished talking, so they toasted again, congratulated, and dispersed.

The hall that was so quiet that even the sound of the wind blowing the curtains could be heard, and the snow outside the hall was trampled into a mess. There are only three people left in the palace: Emperor Yan, King Rui and Murong Jin.

After Murong Jin heard the last wave of footsteps fading away, he put on a fox fur and saluted the two of them to leave.

At this time, only Emperor Yan and King Rui were left......

The rest of the food tables and mats in the hall seemed even more empty after they were removed, and Murong Shu drank to himself, regardless of who else was in the hall.

Emperor Yan didn't blame his younger brother for this, but only ordered the palace people to remove the eating utensils and wine utensils on the dining table, and took brocade satin strips to cover them, only to see the chamberlain Zhao Jing holding a stack of paperwork and cinnabar wolf and carefully placed on it.

Although the law of the Great Yan Dynasty stipulates that the Chinese New Year's Eve will not be in power until the eighth day of the first month, there are still many urgent documents that need to be processed. The sooner it ends, the sooner it is free.

Murong Shu put down his wine glass and looked at Emperor Yan. The young emperor looked intently at the watch, and the wolf in his hand walked like flowing water. From time to time, the crown jade bead cast a dark shadow on the clear face, and the eyebrows seemed to be frowning, and it was difficult to distinguish the situation. After pondering for a moment, Murong Shu said, "Imperial brother? ”

Emperor Yan raised his eyes, as if he was a little surprised, "Oh? It turns out that my cousin is still here. ”

Murong Shu grinned, sweet as a child, and with a bit of evil spirit, "I want to ask the imperial brother for two more glasses of wine to eat." ”

"The wine is gone," Emperor Yan put down the watch in his hand and smiled with a smile on his face, "Don't you think you haven't drunk enough times here?" ”

"Just a little ......" said and reached out with his fingers to make a "little" movement, Baba said, "Really, just a little ......"

Emperor Yan looked at this childish jade-like young man, and couldn't help but feel funny, and said helplessly: "That's it, I'll give you two jars of elixir to get drunk, and go back to spend the New Year with the people in your house." ”

When the young man heard this, he immediately jumped up from his seat, hurriedly thanked him, and called the two of them to move the wine.

When he walked to the palace gate, he turned around as if he remembered something, took two steps forward, and bowed solemnly, "The younger brother has retired first." Then he took two steps and jumped away, without the appearance of a prince.

Zhao Jing, who was behind Emperor Yan, couldn't help laughing when he saw it, and after catching a glimpse of Emperor Yan, he hurriedly covered his mouth and was silent.

Emperor Yan smiled: "What are you laughing at? ”

"The minion just thinks that His Royal Highness King Rui is so innocent and interesting, like a child." Zhao Jing told the truth.

Emperor Yan's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Naive? If he can deceive you at this age, then you are called naïve. ”

After a moment of silence, he said meaningfully: "King Rui, this person, his heart can be punished. The last few words were extremely indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

Zhao Jing couldn't help but feel frightened by this change, his body trembled, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

Emperor Yan read a few more books, but felt that his eyes were sour, so he put down his pen and asked the palace people to remove the paper and ink.

"What time is it?" Emperor Yan asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, it's past four o'clock." Zhao Jingdao.

Emperor Yan asked again: "Have you sent anything from the Floating Moon Palace?" ”

"As soon as the banquet is dispersed, the servants will send someone to send it, but I am afraid that they will arrive before the Fourth Highness."

"Well," Emperor Yan nodded, "Let's get ready to go over." ”

Zhao Jing raised his head suspiciously, "Your Majesty, the night is deep, the wind and snow are heavy, and the Fourth Highness has probably rested." ”

Emperor Yan smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, just go and see." Zhao Jing didn't want to say more, so he served Emperor Yan to remove the crown and change into regular clothes. didn't take a sedan chair, hugged the crane, and only let Zhao Jing hold an umbrella on the side.

The palace road was paved with a layer of white, and the sound of fireworks and fireworks bursting could be heard one after another. A light quickly rose into the night sky, drawing a beautiful arc, blooming and falling like a flowing fire in the slightly reddened sky, gorgeous and gorgeous. The smell of gunfire fills the air, making it seem that the surroundings are a little unreal.

Murong Jin stood under the eaves of the outer courtyard and watched a group of palace people frolicking in the courtyard.

This year, everything in the Fuyue Palace was delivered late, and when Murong Jin slowly paced back to the palace after retiring from the table, he saw a group of palace attendants surrounding a bunch of rewards and a few boxes of fireworks and didn't know what to do, and asked Dongxian to classify the rewards.

A beautiful and delicate carp lamp was particularly conspicuous in a pile of brocade boxes, Murong Jin picked it up and looked at it carefully, it was really similar to those carp lamps in the past, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"Light this lamp and hang it under the eaves."

After a while, there were only a few boxes of fireworks left and I didn't know what to do, and more than a dozen people looked at Murong Jin and waited for him to speak. The people sent to this palace are all fourteen or fifteen years old, and it is the time to be playful. Thinking that it was the New Year's Festival after all, it would look weird if it was too deserted, so he simply asked them to go to the yard to set off fireworks.

A group of people lit incense but hid far away, pushing and shoving for a long time without moving.

Dong Xian saw that he felt both funny and helpless, so he went over and grabbed a person's long incense and lit the fuse, and then ran behind Murong Jin with his ears covered.

Murong Jin was still stunned, only hearing a few ear filling sounds, and his body couldn't help but shake. The thing behind him pointed to the night sky and shouted, "Your Highness, look-"

Murong Jin raised his head and saw that the sky was full of splendor and almost illuminated the night sky, like a fire tree and silver flowers. The streamer came into view, and the fire light was shining on the cheeks and was a little hot.

The corners of Murong Jin's mouth hooked up into a shallow smile, and he said happily: "Tell them to keep the last box." ”

Dong Xian was stunned for a moment, and then immediately shouted to the people in the courtyard: "Don't finish it, keep the largest box," After speaking, he looked at Murong Jin and said with a smile, "Your Highness is really good to laugh." "That's how much you should laugh and laugh like that.

Murong Jin smiled, didn't speak, and ran down the steps regardless of the heavy snow, tilting his head and closing his eyes. The fireworks burst into a bright red, and snowflakes fell on the burning eyelids and gradually melted.

And what Emperor Yan saw when he came in was such a scene.

When everyone saw the comer, they didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, and they all saluted and then fell silent.

Murong Jin looked at Emperor Yan for a long time before he stepped forward and said in a proper manner: "Father." ”

Emperor Yan smiled: "I didn't want to bother you, but I heard laughter outside and wanted to come in and take a look." ”

Murong Jin lowered his head and remained silent without speaking.

Emperor Yan only said helplessly: "That's it, I make you uncomfortable here, and the night is late, so don't sleep too late." Then he turned and wanted to go.

After taking two steps, he heard the people behind him: "Father, the wind and snow have sudden, and the charcoal fire in the house has been warmed, and the sons may not have spoken to their father for a long time." ”

Emperor Yan turned around and smiled: "That's fine." ”

Murong Jin said to Yigan Gong: "You guys continue to play, you don't have to keep it, don't be afraid of disturbing anyone, so many places are not bad here, just get up early tomorrow and clean the courtyard." He looked at Emperor Yan again and saw that he did not object.

Everyone was busy thanking, and after the father and son left, they were stubborn, but they were inevitably a little restrained, and naturally they didn't dare to be like before.

Dongxian and Zhao Jing glanced at each other, and then waited in the distance, waiting for their master's orders at any time.

The charcoal fire in the house was burning brightly, and it was full of warmth.

Father and son sat down in front of the low table, looking at each other, but neither of them spoke. Although there are no words, the emotions between each other have long been understood.

Murong Jin looked at Emperor Yan. It's been three years, such a long time, but I can't forget it. The city is destroyed, the blood is gone, and the men are dead. There was already a deep gulf between them, and after being filled with blood and tears, they could no longer cross it.

Emperor Yan looked at Murong Jin. Three years, the years have left many traces on this child. Slightly long facial features, unfathomable eyes, calm and firm steps, slightly immature but extremely cold words. Emperor Yan also knew that the son in front of him was no longer the child who could be willful and spoiled in his arms before. He also has too many things in his heart, and even Emperor Yan, as his father, can't find out.

The two are relatively familiar, but they are also extremely strange.

Murong Jin eased his expression first, and said: "The son has been back in the palace for a long time, but because he is unwell, he can't ask his father for peace for a long time, and he still hopes that his father will atone for his sins. ”

Emperor Yan said gently: "You are not in good health, you should have a good rest, how can I blame you." Whether the imperial doctor is too mediocre in medical skills, I see that you have a bad complexion. ”

Murong Jin said: "The imperial doctor is very troubled about this, it is because the retainer is too angry, a wind and snow are cold, and he can only have some strength after lying on the couch for a long time," paused, and said, "The retainer is extremely afraid of the cold, and the brazier in the house is half more than anywhere else, I don't know if my father can still get used to it?" ”

"I just came in from outside the house, this time, it's just right," Emperor Yan looked in the direction of the carved screen and asked, "The one who followed you was still the one three years ago?" ”

Murong Jin pulled out a smile and said, "When I first returned to the palace, I was still a little unclear about the things in this palace, but I didn't see anyone I knew. ”

"I see, I say it looks familiar."

Murong Jin said: "I can only find this one familiar person......

Emperor Yan sighed and asked, "Do you have anything else you want to ask, what do you want to say?" ”