Selfish and naïve yellow-mouthed children.

Qin Xun just wanted to express this meaning.

With that, he glanced at the handsome figure that was quietly approaching behind Qi Lang, and left without stopping in Qi Lang's black face that was comparable to the bottom of a pot in an instant.

Qin Huai lowered his eyes and laughed softly, and called, "Fourth Highness." ”

Qi Lang was startled, and before he had time to recognize people, he subconsciously almost jumped up and turned around and shouted: "What-" The word "person" still contains half of the syllables in his mouth, and he saw clearly the handsome man in front of him who was taller than Qin Xun who had just left, and paused for a while to calm down the frightened heartbeat, and he returned the salute honestly, "Qin Shangshu." ”

Among the two people of the same generation, Qi Lang was jealous in his heart, a gentle and sparse Three Emperor Brother Qi Guicheng, and a gentle and mysterious Qin family chief, both of whom were extremely amiable and friendly on their faces, and the unconscious jealousy was just due to the subconscious unknown to the other party's abyss city.

Qi Lang lifted his eyes a little apprehensively and glanced at Qin Huai in front of him.

Qin Huai had the light on his back, his figure was tall, standing in front of Qi Lang almost covered his whole person in the shadows, he laughed softly again, turned sideways to give way to Qi Lang, and said in a gentle voice: "I heard that His Royal Highness the Fourth Highness came to submit a book to Young Master Yan today, and the Young Master is already waiting in the house, Your Highness, please." ”

"There is Lao Qin Shangshu." Qi Lang replied, and hurried into Yan Yili's room with fleeing steps.

In broad daylight, how can this person be as silent as a ghost? The chill that suddenly jumped up his spine by Qin Huai's first light call gradually disappeared after he couldn't see Qin Huai's figure in the house, Qi Lang pondered in his heart that he would have to call his personal guard Jiang Ke inseparable from him in the future.

Qin Huai knew that he had frightened the pampered royal noble, so he didn't follow the house, approached the tree outside the house where he had talked to his younger brother Qin Xun before, swept over slightly, and sat on the sturdy stem where Qin Xun had been sitting before, and after looking around, he raised his eyebrows quite interestingly.

Qin Weizhi's stinky boy, looking into the house from the roller shutter window here, just took in the scene of the bookcase in the house, and the view was very good.

Qi Lang, who was sitting on the side of the bookcase and had just submitted the book to the young master opposite, was slightly anxious waiting for the young master's comments, and suddenly there was a familiar chill behind him, he quietly turned his head to look out of the window, and glanced at Qin Huai, who was sitting lightly on the branch, and was quite uncomfortable thinking that this person would not plan to stare at himself like this all the time, so he saw that the young scholar of the Ministry of Rites hooked his lips towards him, hugged his arms and leaned on the thick trunk behind him, bent one leg and stepped on the branch where he was sitting, one leg hung down and swayed at will, and his eyes closed as if he had closed his eyes to recuperate.

Pampered in the greenhouse, I can't help but be scared. Qin Huai thought as he retracted his gaze that was putting pressure on the little boy.

By the time Qi Lang finished asking for advice on Yan etiquette with a book, Qin Huai, who was resting on the tree, was already faintly impatient, he sat on the branch with his eyes closed, and he could guess that Qi Lang glanced at him when he went out, and when he heard his footsteps, he jumped off the tree and shook into the house.

Yan Yili looked up at him from behind the bookcase: "Why don't you stay outside and not enter the house?" ”

"Qi is not afraid of me, no

Come in and scare the kids. Qin Huai smiled lightly, "I sat idly on the tree for a while, watching the little finches peck each other." ”

"It's time to take a break in the afternoon." Yan Yili got up and went out the window, raised her eyes and looked at the tree, "Where did the little finch come from, why didn't I see it?" ”

"House sparrows, come out to play and bump into each other, peck if you don't like it, after pecking, naturally go back to their own homes, and don't stay longer." Qin Huai leaned back in the chair and stretched, "The little finch also depends on the temperament, the one who is pampered and the one who is big is not able to peck the big one, and the pecking of the wild man is so fierce." He got up and came to the window, lightly hooked Yan's jaw, and wiped his thumb on his lips, "But when you're tired of playing and you're tired of making enough trouble, you always go home, and you can go to whoever you kiss, isn't Jiayan too?" When the swallow returns, stay under the eaves, right? ”

"Son, son!" Yan Yili has been teaching and teaching people for many years, and she is extremely subtle and introverted, and she has never been able to resist the many tricks of this student who has no elders and children to deceive his teachers and destroy his ancestors, and she has to be ashamed and reprimand his name This method is feasible.

Qin Xun met the Taifu when he was about to leave the Imperial Library, it was the Taifu who Qin Xun had known since he could remember, and he had been in charge of the Imperial Library, that is, the Taifu who couldn't control Qin Xun's unreasonable troubles and ordered someone to throw him on the roof and let him make enough trouble.

Strictly speaking, the princes and young masters who teach the children of the royal family and the family in the Imperial Library are actually the princes and young princes, but there is no prince in Daqi now, so they only teach a group of noble students in the Imperial Library, and the real Taifu and young masters give lectures to the students in Taixue.

Everyone is not very particular about their names on weekdays, and the teachers and commanders are all called "Taifu" and "Young Fu".

The old lady of the Imperial Library is surnamed Ji, and Mrs. Ji is still in good spirits after six years of age, and when she saw Qin Xun, she was stunned for a moment, as if she was identifying his appearance.

Qin Xun saw the old man pondering, so he smiled and reported to his home: "Weizhi meets Mrs. Ji." ”

"Oh, Third Prince Qin." Mrs. Ji showed a look of sudden realization for a moment, and looked him up and down again, "After many years, he has really grown into a high-spirited young man, the old man was still thinking a few days ago, Qin Sangongzi has been back to Beijing for many days, why hasn't he returned to the Imperial Library to study?" ”

"Thanks to Taifu's concern, Your Majesty understands that Wei returned to Chang'an at the beginning, and Yun Wei will have a few months to adapt to his old hometown, and he will return here in the spring of next year to learn from Taifu."

As a teacher, Mrs. Ji and his old man are afraid that he is worried about Qin Xun's noisy temperament in the past, and on the other hand, he is worried that Qin Xun will fall behind in his schoolwork, Qin Xun thinks of the countless troubles that he caused to this old man when he was young and ignorant in the past, and he can't help but feel ashamed.

Mrs. Ji hurried to give lectures to the students, and Qin Xun only hurriedly talked to the old man about the old man and left.

When he returned to Jingyang Palace, Qi Jing was sitting neatly dressed in the study, Qin Xun just glanced at him and said, "You want to go out?" ”

Although Qi Jing does not have any disheveled clothes as long as he meets with people other than Qin Xun, he also wears civilian clothes at random when he stays in the palace, and once he dresses more formally, most of them have to step out of his residence Jingyang Hall to meet people, either to see people like his father and brothers, or to see some people who do not have much contact

The unfamiliar people.

"Recently, the imperial examination affairs are cumbersome, it is said that Qi Meng announced the order of his father, and the Tao is that he encountered such an important government affairs when he first took charge of political affairs, and he was afraid that he would be inexperienced and easy to travel to the pool, and I wanted to work hard for many years to go to his place to help."

"Your father has answered?"

"Hmm."

Qin Xun laughed: "To be able to ask Your Majesty for such a life, it seems that Qi Mengxuan is really busy for a while, but this makes Qu Boyong have to be angry when he knows it, Qi Mengxuan, his temperament is too soft." ”

Qi Jing also smiled, and learned from his words: "So in order not to make Qu Xiang angry, I will stay in Qi Mengxuan's place for more than half an hour and leave, just to mention, I don't want to say more, if you want to go out today, do you want to go out of the palace to see the bazaar?" ”

Qin Xun's eyes lit up: "Really? You want to go to the market with me? ”

"Seriously." Qi Jing put down the book and got up from the chair, leaned over and put a little on the forehead of the young man sitting opposite, "Play by yourself for a while, wait for me to come back." ”

Qin Xun was bored, and pulled out the key of the painting cabinet to look through the scroll about him on Qi Jing's lock. Last time, after Qin Xun and Qi Jing asked for a key to unlock the lock, Qi Jing put the key of the painting cabinet that he took out from nowhere that day and the white jade bone fan that painted Qin Xun with the inscription of Qingshan in the same drawer, and let him use it at any time.

Originally, he was thinking about when he would return to the mansion and take this white jade bone fan home to hide it, but after this period of time, he suddenly changed his mind, and he was afraid that the time he stayed with Qi Jing would be much longer than staying in the General's Mansion, so it was better to stay in Qi Jing's Palace, which was equivalent to putting it by his side.

After all, all he uses on weekdays is a peach blossom folding fan, and when this white jade bone fan came to his hand that day, he was labeled as "only for viewing".

"Anyway, it's all for offering, and it's not for you to put it, and you won't be willing to use it." He said to himself as he smiled as he walked towards the picture cabinet.

The painting cabinet is basically the same furnishings as he first looked, the last time he was too shocked and moved, and did not carefully ponder the side affairs, now he has nothing to do and flipped through it again, only to find that this painting cabinet and the painting scroll in the cabinet are carefully stored, even the older painting scrolls are well preserved without much damage, and when the painting cabinet is opened, it is also the fragrance of calligraphy and ink, without the smell of mold, Qi Jing really took a lot of thought.

Qin Xun glanced aimlessly at the various small grids in the painting cabinet, and remembered the dark clouds and snow of the horses today and yesterday.

From childhood to adulthood, Qi Jing has always been very attentive in anything related to him.

As soon as he casually browsed it, he found that the empty grid on the left side had been added with the year record "Yuan Sheng Ten Years" on the side of the partition, and there were two scrolls in the middle of the grid.

The newly added Yuan Sheng ten years is naturally this year, this year's paintings, I don't think there will be a side to him can't remember the scene in the painting, after all, this year he and Qi Jing also met in Jiangnan and returned to Beijing to live together in Jingyang Hall The time is good to remember.

Qin Xun was not surprised when the first scroll was opened, and the painting showed two men in red wedding clothes sitting on the edge of the bed together

The red hijab covered the two of them together, and they couldn't see their faces, but Qin Xun remembered that the two of them were under the same red hijab at that time, kissing on their lips, lingering and grinding.

The ink note on the right side of the painting reads: "On the 14th day of August in the tenth year of Yuan Sheng, the night moon is bright, and I am married to Xun." ”

Qin Xun looked at this painting and recalled the taste of hiding under the red hijab and kissing in the dark on the day of the wedding, subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his lips a few times, and in a good mood, he rolled the painting back and took another scroll in the painting grid of this year and opened it.

But at a glance, the scene on the painting made his cheeky face red from the inside out.

(End of chapter)