He Yin, the word Ziji, the official to the country to sacrifice wine.

The official position of the national son sacrificing wine is just a position from the third grade, and it sounds like it is just an idle position to worship the gods of wine and take care of the superintendents. But in fact, if the gate lord clan wants to enter the court as officials, they must send their children to the national prison. The national sacrifice wine is the eyeliner that the emperor planted in the gate lord clan.

It's just that He Yin doesn't want to get too involved in the gate valves, so he lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and leads the country's sacrificial wine as an idle job. If it is not summoned by the emperor, he rarely enters the palace.

To the west of Jilong Mountain is Xiao Ziliang's West Residence, and to the east, is He Yin's Xiaoshan East Garden. The clouds float in the thin sky, the Chengjiang River is quiet in the Qichuan, the distant mountains accumulate in the autumn morning, and the noisy birds cover the spring island.

He Jingying walked very lightly and slowly, and a thin branch broke at her feet, which could also startle the birds.

He Jingying finally stopped in front of Xiaoshan East Garden. Looking at the little yellowing on the treetops, He Jingying's expression was a little dazed. Twelve years ago, in the late autumn like this, He Yin found her in the broken temple and picked her up back to Xiaoshan East Garden.

"Why don't you come in?"

He Jingying turned around and saw He Yin wearing a fox fur and holding a stove in his hand, standing at the door of Xiaoshan East Garden. He Yin has just passed the age of confusion, and he is in the prime of life, but his body is much weaker than others. It's just late autumn, and he is already a supporter of Qiu's hearth.

He Yin also inherited the handsome appearance of the He family, with shaved eyebrows, a tall nose bridge, and always a trace of imminent departure on his body. The green silk in the golden crown, mixed with some white hair, and the tips of the slender fingers, linger with a faint medicinal fragrance all year round.

He Jingying smelled the familiar fragrance of medicine on He Yin's body, and smiled sweetly: "Third uncle, has your body not been good recently?" ”

He Yin smiled gently: "It's all old problems." You came just in time today, I made a new chrysanthemum nectar, you like it the most, and I was saying that I want to send it to you. ”

He Jingying took the food box from Chun'er's hand: "That's really a coincidence, I made bird's nest chrysanthemum cake for you today, you can taste my craftsmanship." ”

He Yin scratched He Jingying's nose and said dotingly: "Count you filial piety." ”

He Yin has no children under his knees, and he spoils this niece who he picked up like his own daughter.

In the tea room, He Yin He Jingying mixed a cup of chrysanthemum nectar tea and asked, "A-Ying, you came today, what is the matter?" ”

He Jingying smiled: "Look at what you said about the third uncle, A-Ying misses the third uncle, can't you come and take a look?" ”

He Jingying hadn't figured out how she should talk to He Yin. Do you say that you have died once and then come back to life? Can He Yin believe it?

He Yin said: "A-Ying, you have something on your mind. ”

He Jingying bowed her head and did not answer. She knew that once her words were spoken, He Yin's peaceful life would be turned upside down by her.

He Yin: "A-Ying, do you trust me?" ”

He Jingying looked up at He Yin. He Yin's eyes are always calm, which makes people feel at ease. He Jingying nodded.

He Yin stroked He Jingying lightly and asked, "A-Ying has been wronged?" ”

He Jingying's nose was sour, and her eyes suddenly turned red. It was the first time since she was born again that someone had asked her that.

Wronged? Of course.

She asked herself that she had never harmed anyone, but she was burned to death in Yiyue Pavilion. The husband who guarded her with his life is now gone.

There are also unexpected traps in Stone Town. There is also Xiao Lian, who is now envoying to the Northern Dynasties, and the auspicious and unpredictable.

Everything weighed on her heart, and she was almost out of breath.

She lay on He Yin's lap and told He Yin in detail about what had happened in the past few days.

The more He Yin listened, the more frowning his brows became. When he heard that He Jingying was burned to death in Yiyue Pavilion, his heart was tightly pinched. "You mean, the current prince of Nanjun is no longer Xiao Zhaoye?"

He Jingying nodded: "I don't know what went wrong, I ......"

He Yin gently wiped away the tears on He Jingying's face: "A-Ying, don't be afraid, the most important thing now is that you are still alive." ”

Although He Yin was calm on his face, he was still flustered in his heart. It's alive now, but what about later? If He Jingying said, he had failed to protect her at all. Where was he when she was burned to death in Yiyue Pavilion? But are you still cleaning this small teahouse in this small Shandong Garden?

He has indeed been away from the court for too long, so long that he can't even protect He Jingying.

Fortunately, it can be done again, and it is still too late.

He Yin said: "This time, won't let them succeed so easily?" ”

They? He Jingying looked up at He Yin in surprise: "Third uncle, do you know who it is?" ”

He Yin said: "Now there are two forces in the court, one is the literati faction headed by King Jingling, and the other is the princeling faction headed by the crown prince. As you know, the prince is suffering from an old illness and has often been recuperating in the prince's mansion for the past two years. Now King Jingling's power in the court has long surpassed that of the crown prince. ”

He Jingying said: "Third Uncle is saying that the person who attacked us is the person of King Jingling?" ”

He Yin shook his head and said, "I can't be sure yet." And there is another undercurrent in the DPRK and China, which I have not been able to find out. ”

He Jingying's heart was sad again.

Xiao Ziliang is outstanding in literature, when Xiao Zhaoye was young, Taizu ordered Xiao Ziliang to raise Xiao Zhaoye and raise Xiao Zhaoye in the Jingling Palace. Since they got married, Princess Yuan Jinying of Jingling often brought some snacks that Xiao Zhaoye liked to eat to see him.

If Xiao Zhaoye knew that the person who killed them was Xiao Ziliang, how did Xiao Zhaoye feel?

If it weren't for Xiao Ziliang, it would be the third force in He Yin's mouth. And who is the person behind this force, even He Yin has no clue, how should she and Xiao Lian deal with it?

He Yin looked at He Jingying's frowning brows, and said gently: "A-Ying, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

She knew the weight of He Yin's sentence "I am here".

The He family, although they are also the Wang clan and the founding fathers of the Great Qi, are still worlds different from the Langya Wang family, the Chen Jun Xie family, and the Chen Jun Yuan family. It is even inferior to the Qinghe Cui family, the Fan Yang Lu family, and the Xingyang Zheng family.

Moreover, between the gate valves, the He family never had too much interaction with other families.

"Third uncle......" He Jingying hesitated. The He family has never participated in party struggles, and we have been wise enough to protect ourselves for so many years. If it's ...... now"

He Yin looked at He Jingying and said with a smile: "A-Ying, don't you think that the He family has always been like this, right?" ”

He Yin opened the food box and gently took a bite of the bird's nest chrysanthemum cake made by He Jingying: "This chrysanthemum cake is made with early morning dew, right?" No wonder the fragrance of chrysanthemums is still preserved. ”

He Jingying said angrily: "Third uncle, why don't you say it halfway through your speech." ”

He Yin smiled: "A-Ying, why are you so anxious. In the court, although my He family is not as good as the Langya Wang family, it is not without success. If the He family has never been involved in party disputes, then how can there be today's Emperor Wu? ”

He Jingying said: "Then third uncle, why are you living in seclusion in this small Shandong Garden now?" ”

He Yin didn't answer, but asked, "A-Ying, do you know how your father made meritorious contributions back then?" ”

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