Text: Stepping on the pond to pick up the moon
"Lord, the princess has brought you supper." Fang Qianhou whispered by the door, rubbed his eyebrows, opened the hall door and walked out. When I came back, I had an extra food box in my hand, and a faint aroma overflowed from it, "Niangniang has returned to the hospital, and I want the slave to convey that I hope that the prince will not overwork and take care of his body." β
The hall was quiet, only the slight movement of the lamp popping beads was heard, and the little slave beside him sounded the sound of hunger at this time. Zhou Yanzhi raised his head from the fold, "The chief manager waits, the others retreat, and the things are taken away." β
Late at night, Zhou Yanzhi was tired, and he wanted to rest in the back of the hall at will, but as soon as he lay down, he found that his shoulders and back were stiff, and he thought of the Shengyue Pool, which he hadn't been to for a long time. The road passes through the outer edge of the fold, you can hear the sound of flowing water, look around the bamboo, see the two circles that intersect in front of you, laugh helplessly, when you forget that you are too far away from the moon, and it takes more time to go back and forth, and you have dug a double-ring pool nearby.
When he walked to the edge of the pool, he was about to loosen his clothes, and he caught a glimpse of the clothes scattered not far away, and was about to reprimand him, but he found the red and bright feather weaving exposed under the white clothes, and he could stop the words that had reached his mouth. Calm down, take off your clothes, follow the movement in the water, and jump into the pool, scaring the people hiding under the water. Ye Yanxing choked on water and floated up from the bottom of the pool, coughing non-stop.
Zhou Yanzhi looked at the person in front of him, his coughing eyes glared at him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling, and he heard the person complain in a low voice about childishness, so he laughed even deeper.
Ye Yanxing saw that this person was teasing him, and his face was still smiling, and he was a little angry, and slowly swam to the double rings to meet each other, and quickly dived into the other pool in the thin smoke, reaching out to hold his clothes. The water behind him surged, his body was suddenly pulled by someone, he couldn't stabilize his body in the water, and was pulled by this suddenly, Ye Yanxing fell into Zhou Yanzhi's arms, his face hurt from the side, he was firmly locked, and his ears were burned by the hot breath, "What's the matter?" Soak in the pool of this king, and you want to escape? β
Ye Yanxing struggled, and Zhou Yanzhi's arm exerted a little more force, and at first he struggled too much, and at this time he was almost out of breath, "Loosen, loosen up, I can't change my breath." β
Zhou Yanzhi listened, hugged harder, "Answer." β
Ye Yanxing was pressed to his chest and couldn't breathe, his fingers couldn't help but scratch a few marks on his back, a small wheezing sound came from his throat, and the corners of his eyes shone with water. "I know I'm wrong." Leaned softly on Zhou Yanzhi's shoulder, and whispered for mercy, "Don't bully me." β
Letting go of his arm, Ye Yanxing lay on the edge of the pool, stroked his chest and inhaled, thinking that he was finally saved.
Zhou Yanzhi watched the thief who stole into the bath leaning on the edge of the pool, his eyes were misty, his long black hair was pasted over the white skin and scattered in the water, and his face was flushed with lack of oxygen, which was irresistible.
"There are so many pools in the palace, so I soaked in this spring, and you came to punish me, it's really stingy and wasteful." He glared at him resentfully.
"Isn't it enough to soak in this pool? Why don't you take you to soak this palace in the Ming Dynasty? β
"Is that true?" Hearing this, Ye Yanxing didn't complain anymore, and looked at Zhou Yanzhi happily, "A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase, tomorrow I will wait in the side hall for the head of your family to pick me up." β
There are such people in this world who don't know how to make an inch, Zhou Yanzhi looked at his excited face, only to realize that he actually shared a bath with a man, and was so naΓ―ve with him. Sensing the sight, Ye Yanxing met his gaze, his eyes were opposite, the water was rippling, and the broken moonlight was imprinted in each other's eyes, Ye Yanxing's heart also rippled, and he took a step towards him.
Zhou Yanzhi turned his head and threw off the last of his clothes under the water and threw it out of the pool, "Go out after washing, this is the pool of this king alone." β
Ye Yanxing looked at his back a little lost, snorted coldly and said childishness a few times, jumped out of the water, put on his clothes regardless of his body, and walked towards the side hall. For a long time, Zhongshi found that he had lost his direction, and sat in a random place listening to the chirping of insects on a summer night.
Zhou Yanzhi sat alone in the pool water, just a move, his body was no longer stiff, he relaxed with the warm spring water, his palms trembled unconsciously, thinking of Ye Yanxing's white and tender body exposed when he passed through the two pools, and the man could be so slender and white as snow?
Fang Qian squinted at the sky, waiting for his master to return.
Zhou Yanzhi looked at the supper prepared by the housekeeper on the table, and felt a little bored, his princess seemed to be moving around more frequently recently.
"Lord, the prince just fell asleep outside the palace." Fang Qian thought about it for a long time, and finally finished his words.
"Who?"
"The one in the side hall just sat at the back of the hall soaking wet, and then fell asleep, thinking that he had a special identity, and the slave didn't dare to come forward."
Zhou Yanzhi still remembered the slippery palms and chests, the long satin-like smooth hair passing through his fingertips, and the tear-soaked eyes looking at him. wanted to go out and ask what happened to that person, thinking that he was going to give him his life sooner or later, why bother, waved his hand to let Fang Qian send the person back, accidentally knocked over the ink cartridge, cinnabar fell to the ground, sprinkled on the white velvet soft carpet, his eyes were full of red, and he was stunned to watch Fang Qian clean up the stains. Thinking about a dying man?
Fang Qian's palm lamp walked in front, no one encountered along the way, and the moonlight was very good tonight.
At noon, Jiang Er was asked by the servants in the house, reported it, and hurriedly locked the side hall and left with the people. Ye Yanxing took a nap as usual.
"Brother wake up."
"Well, it's out?" Closing her eyes and not moving, Su Muzhi saw that the bed was narrow, and her brother did not make room for her, guessing that Ye Yanxing still had a knot in her heart, so she simply landed on the pillow in her original form.
"Brother, don't be angry, the prince is not an unreasonable person, the people in the house have been interrogated for a few days and have been let go." He flapped his wings and said, "So when are we leaving?" β
Ye Yanxing moved inward when he heard this, Su Muzhi lay down, looked at his light-colored eyes, his expression became serious, and asked directly: "Brother, has you moved your heart?" β
"The small courtyard is clean and Jiang'er is serving very well, just rest for a few more days. I'm no different from the mountain mansion here, it doesn't matter where I am,"
"Brother, no." Su Muzhi knelt beside Ye Yanxing, trembling and grabbing his arm. "Brother must not be moved by mortals, the words that my brother often taught me are still in my ears, why have I forgotten it? The prince of Ming is indeed extraordinary and noble, and he is also an ordinary man. In the snap of his fingers, he is passing away and his life is exhausted, you still have the same appearance and immortality, he drinks three spring water and is reincarnated, leaving you alone to keep the memories. A farewell is thousands of years of loneliness, how is it good? β
Ye Yanxing raised his hand to cover his eyes, "So I accompanied you into this world and said goodbye to my best friend." β
Su Muzhi was choked by these words and couldn't refute it, "But, but, you see that in this mansion, King Ming has only one wife, Princess Ming, which shows that they have a deep relationship, and my brother should not waste time." β
"Isn't this the man who is dedicated to strange things in the book?"
"I just wanted to test it, but I didn't expect it, brother! Don't you really like King Ming? β
"yes, I'm upset." Sighing and showing his heart.
"When my brother wakes up, he treats you like this, bullies you like that, why are you still devoted to him?" Su Muzhi was unhappy, and snorted coldly, "Things are divided into yin and yang, isn't the so-called harmony of yin and yang referring to a man and a woman, brother, it's not easy for two men to be together, why bother picking this bitter fruit." β
"Ben Xian has long been beyond things, I am already tempted, even if he is a man, it is useless to dissuade." Thinking of that person, Ye Yanxing's cheeks turned red, and he remembered that day when he hugged himself in the water.
Su Muzhi's heart sank, Ye Yanxing knew his affection, and calmly faced this emotion, Tianhu moved his heart, he didn't need to persuade him, he didn't need to fight, he was angry in his heart, and he just wanted to teach Zhou Yanzhi a hard lesson. When he turned around, he saw a spring in the corner of Ye Yanxing's eyes, and he was even more angry, so angry that he threw his sleeves and left.
"Is Childe awake?" Jiang Er pushed open the door and walked in.
Seeing Ye Yanxing smiling happily, he was in a better mood.
"Childe is going out for a walk? Today, the sun is not big, and the flowers and plants in the yard are growing well. β
"Is the prince in the mansion?"
Jiang Er thought for a moment, "This hour is not there,"
"Let's go, I've been resting too long, I've got to go." Ye Yanxing walked out of the door, and saw that several guards in the courtyard were really good-looking, with a tall and strong posture, just as straight as the green bamboo planted next to him, meticulously guarding himself.
"Childe sits here, the stool has been brushed, and there is shade from the tree, so that you can enjoy the shade."
Jiang Er is simple and kind, even if he knows that he is a prisoner of the ranks, he also takes care of himself with all his heart, if he fails to stay with Zhou Yanzhi in the end, Ye Yanxing also wants to take the child away when he leaves.
"At this hour, the prince must be in the barracks, I heard that the prince of my family grew up in the small barracks, using soldiers like gods, several expeditions are great victories, the first emperor is very happy to give the king of Ming, I just hope that one day I can be like the prince, serve the court." After speaking, he covered his mouth and looked around, "I was happy for a while, but I lost my words, if I was heard by others, it would be good to make a joke, and if it spread, I am afraid I will eat the board." β
Ye Yanxing smiled, "I don't care, the fish leaps into the dragon gate overnight." β
"They always say that there is a murderer in the side hall, that is, they have never seen Childe, Childe is a gentle person, so I secretly said these words to Childe alone."
Jiang Er kicked the fallen leaves at her feet, and suddenly remembered, "By the way, Son, didn't I go out at noon, tomorrow is the birthday of the prince, and the princess Niangniang picked a lot of little slaves to come in, and we went to choose a lot of hands to come back." Niangniang holds a very lively birthday banquet every year, and we slaves will get a lot of rewards. β
Ye Yanxing leaned his head against the stone table and looked at the light through the leaves, so dazzling. Princess Ming, the wife of King Ming, sounds very affectionate. Jiang Er lost interest in seeing Ye Yanxing, and stopped talking.
"A few days later, it will be the birthday of the prince, this banquet guest list is also written out by the mother who stayed up all night, and the mother also personally picked a lot of clever maids this morning, the birthday banquet dishes, the furnishings in the house are all in place, there is no omission, and the slaves are not negligent."
"This is what a concubine should do." Nan Zhiyi smiled lightly and lowered his head. "It would be nice if I could share the worries of the prince."
Zhou Yanzhi listened to Nan Zhiyi's servants singing for a while, looked at the list in his hand, and shook his right hand weakly. Fang Qian had been serving his master for many years, and knew that it was the action of reaching out for the pen when the master was reviewing the folds, so he couldn't stop coughing, and the hand immediately drooped.
Nan Zhiyi turned the jade bracelet on his wrist and said, "If the chief housekeeper is uncomfortable, don't wait in front of the prince, go down and rest." It is already hard work for the prince to take on the responsibility of the country, and the people around him need to be more self-respecting, so don't be a drag. β
"The princess taught you a lesson." Fang Qian moved a few steps away without a trace.
Casually putting the list on the table, Zhou Yanzhi looked at Nanzhiyi, his expression was as usual, "I have worked hard to love the concubine, and the birthday banquet has been prepared for many days, so there is no need to work so hard, and it is better not to do things that are not beneficial to the body such as rushing to make the list overnight." β
"The concubine knows." As he spoke, he picked up the new clothes in the tray, smoothed out the wrinkles, and said in a gentle tone: "The prince will try this dress, the royal weaving workshop and the royal workshop have specially prepared for the prince's birthday." β
Zhou Yanzhi got up and asked her to wait for her to change into her robe, looking at her full of love, her eyes turned cold, "This king has been following him for a few years, if he is sick, then this king's health is bad." The princess works hard, rest more, and leave the rest to Fang Qian. β
Nan Zhiyi's hand in arranging the brocade robe trembled slightly, and the light said that the prince was really handsome and extraordinary, and he was a little tired, so he retreated first.
"Lord Wang, are you taking revenge?" Fang Qian closed his eyes in pain, not thanking the prince for his protection just now.
Zhou Yanzhi raised his pen and crossed out a few people on the list, and did not look at the manager, seemingly unintentionally saying, "Oh? Is this how Brother Qian thinks of his younger brother? β
Fang Qian took the list and said as he retreated: "Alas, it's revenge, it's right, you shouldn't turn back and remind that there is a pit in front of the road, just let the prince drop the person." β
"Boss, you say, which powerful person should be recommended for the quota of the national eunuch in Lord Xue's hand this year?"
"According to the slave, it is naturally the equation for the son of Fang Qian, the head of the Ming Palace."
"Childe, it's fireworks, it's so beautiful, it's so lively outside." Jiang Er leaned on the window and stretched out her head to look at the beautiful fireworks blooming in the sky, "Today is the birthday of the prince, and all the civil and military officials have come to visit, I don't know if the emperor will come, I am really curious about what it looks like today." β
"It's a little noisy, if Jiang'er is curious, let's go and take a look." Ye Yanxing looked at the gorgeous and ephemeral fireworks, and said softly, "Today's banquet in the house, you and the guards should rest for a while, get along for many days, and you also know that I will not leave easily." β
Jiang Er was silent for a while, walked outside the courtyard and said a few words to the guards, the guards were a little excited but refused to relax, and made it clear that it was not distrust, but their own duty. Ye Yanxing knew the firmness of the guards, and immediately greeted everyone and drank and had fun in the courtyard.
Seeing a few people sitting around the table, their bodies stiff and tense, Ye Yanxing raised his glass to invite, and bluntly said that there was a lot of noise outside the courtyard today, and a few people were guarding this remote courtyard by themselves, although it was their duty, but it was okay to drink three glasses of light wine, drink slowly, eat more fruit food, and the small three cups were also a matter of one night. The guards looked at each other, thinking that this was very reasonable, and could not refuse at all, so they raised their glasses and took a sip.
The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty took his seat, watching the courtiers in the room toast his imperial uncle, listening to the endless birthday poems, he felt very weak, and some couldn't hold on, it was better to be a puppet emperor with peace of mind, maybe he wouldn't be so lost. Drinking wine, I saw the exotic dancer who was dancing and suddenly came to the purpose of this trip.
"Speaking of which, today's birthday banquet of the emperor's uncle, why don't you see the envoys of Beisha?"
The hall was quiet, the ministers looked at the Son of Heaven suspiciously, Xue Mo asked and got up and saluted, "Tell the emperor, the mission has left Beijing a few days ago, and the Imperial Rites Division has already reported it." β
Zhou Fufeng raised his eyebrows and looked at King Ming, "Leaving in such a hurry?" I left a few days ago, why didn't Uncle Huang report it to me after reading it? β
"Queen Beisha has become ill, and the prince and the queen have a deep love for mother and son, and they embarked on the return journey without delay, how can others understand this kind of blood and affection." Zhou Yanzhi's demeanor was calm, and he drank wine calmly.
"Weichen thought it was an inconsequential matter, and he didn't report it again after the prince was revealed."
"You, do you have me in your eyes? Bagatelle? Thinking of the courtier's expression just now, Zhou Fufeng smiled bitterly, it turned out that he was the only one who was kept in the dark, "In this way, why don't you let my imperial uncle do it?" β
Zhou Yanzhi got up quickly, and his whole body issued a coercion, "The emperor is drunk, come here, send the emperor to rest." β
Zhou Fufeng drank a few more glasses of wine, and the strength of the wine was quite strong, and the guards couldn't control it for a while.
"I'm not drunk! Not drunk! β
"Once the Son of Heaven is so out of order, what kind of system, take it down."
Nan Zhiyi looked at the figure of the emperor being separated by the guards, and the disdain in his eyes was not hidden. Oh, the king of a country?
Everyone in the side hall, saying that there are only six people in Ye Yanxing, eating and drinking in this lonely courtyard, unconsciously chatting, Jiang Er saw that there was not much food, and thought about going to the kitchen to find something delicious. Ye Yanxing nodded, asked a guard to go with him, and clearly indicated that the two of them went into the kitchen to choose the best to come back.
As soon as Jiang Er pushed open the courtyard door, he heard the commotion outside, and the unsuppressed voice came into the courtyard, and several people talking at the table thought that the two people who were leaving were in trouble, and rushed to the door one after another.
I saw a bright yellow figure of the palace guards in the distance, and the group struggled so hard that he couldn't make his mouth clear what nonsense. Jiang Er has always liked these idle things, and when he saw that there were familiar people among the guards, he greeted him and asked the reason, and when he learned about it, he ran back to Ye Yanxing and relayed it word for word.
Ye Yanxing frowned when he was noisy, he was really rude, no wonder he was invited out of the banquet by the guards.
Zhou Fufeng was angry when he was treated like this, and from time to time he threw off the shackles, and knocked down the little servant on the side when he pushed away the guards around him, Ye Yanxing stepped forward to help the servant who fell to the ground, and asked in a soft tone if he had hurt his body. Where had the little servant seen such a beautiful person, and hurriedly got up and patted the dust, blushing and stammering, saying that it was okay, okay.
Zhou Fufeng stared at Ye Yanxing closely, and found that the person had arrived in front of him, but he did not salute, but went to care for a lowly little guy, "Who are you?" So bold that he doesn't take me seriously. β
Ye Yanxing glanced back at him without emotion, then turned around and went back to the courtyard.
Zhou Fufeng was hurt by that glance, and he thought of the white-clothed and red-clothed immortal in the book, isn't it this one?