The next day, the golden rooster reported the dawn, and with the big rooster that was fed with good polished rice crowing three times, Erhei and a group of family guards surrounded the side courtyard.

His Royal Highness, the Third Prince, who had not slept all night, yawned and sat on the stone bench, with a hint of excitement in his slightly bloodshot eyes.

Didn't run away! Yesterday, I put my own ears on the door and heard it clearly! Qin Huai Erlang is not only a kung fu wave, but also a Jiao. The ability to breathe is also first-class, but His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who heard that his bones were numb, could only wait outside the door, looking forward to the early arrival of the day.

Finally when it was time to close the net, Huang Qing looked extraordinarily energetic, glanced at Erhei, who had blackened bags under his eyes, Erhei licked his lips excitedly, kicked open the door, and strode in.

One breath...

Two breaths...

About ten breaths have passed, but there has been no reply, Huang Qing is surprised and beckons the guards to rush in, which is dumbfounded.

and Erhei glanced at him, Huang Qing was stunned, and those guards were even more confused.

I saw the young Taoist priest holding a book and reciting words, and although the two beautiful ladies were half-clothed, they sat on the chair and fell asleep.

"Yo, Your Highness is here. The young Taoist priest hurriedly saluted when he saw Huang Qing coming.

"How... What's going on?" Huang Qing said in a stunned voice.

When the young Taoist priest heard this, he thanked Huang Qing seriously: "I always heard that the scenery of Qinhuai is infinitely good, and last night the trail was a feast for the eyes." ”

"Really?" Huang Qinghu looked at the young Taoist priest suspiciously, could it be that he was hallucinating? This is absolutely impossible, or this guy is a fast gunner, and he hastily put on his belt and pretend to be a saint. Either he is deaf, obviously Huang Qing still believes in the former, after all, his ears can still be used.

Seeing that Huang Qing didn't believe it, the young Taoist priest's face was slightly red, and said: "It's just a pleasure, last night Xiaodao chatted with these two girls about "Fengyue Baojian" but felt that it was still a little unenjoyable, so he talked about "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" and saw that during the day, they always had to rest, so they chatted with them about "Tao Te Ching"..."

Huang Qing glanced at the two beautiful girls, and the two lovely people were still a little stunned when they saw such a big formation, but when they saw His Royal Highness the Third Prince, they said with a coquettish face: "The son is so bad, this Taoist is really powerful, the slave family... Slave family...."

", Erhei, give the money, send people away!" Huang Qing waved his hand impatiently, there is such an evil sect? Just chanting the scriptures can knock these two battle-hardened female war gods down?

"To be reasonable, what kind of crooked tricks have you made?" At present, there are only Huang Qing and the young Taoist priest in the room, and Huang Qing generously takes the scriptures.

The young Taoist priest looked like you know, and said with a faint smile: "Those two girls are asking for it, and they want it." Xiaodao did what he liked, and it happened that there were a few Heart Sutras in the operation of Longhu Mountain House, which was able to prescribe the right medicine. The trail is just a feast for the eyes. ”

Huang Qing didn't believe it when he heard this, is there really anyone who can't sit still?

Looking at Huang Qing's expression, the young Taoist priest's old face turned red and said with a dry smile: "I still can't hide it from Your Highness, I have a Heart Sutra here that pays attention to the contemplation of the gods and leisurely, although there is nothing to do, but there is a taste in it." ”

"And this kind of divine skill?" Huang Qing looked surprised, and scolded the eighteenth generation of the old Taoist ancestor in his heart, with such divine skills, it is still called Lao Tzu's abstinence? Isn't this just right?

The young Taoist priest said solemnly: "Yes, it's just that this skill can't be passed on, and it has to be nodded by the Heavenly Master's Mansion." ”

"Needless to say, isn't it just going to Longhu Mountain? Huang Qing patted his thigh and said.

Seeing Huang Qing leave, the young Taoist priest sighed slightly and touched his shriveled purse, if it weren't for the sudden shaking of his wit last night, he would really be on the road. Now that I think about it, I still regret it, the money was given, and I didn't do anything, I just went to recite the Pure Sutra to lower blood pressure.

"What's the matter? Have you decided to go to Longhu Mountain?" A plate of pickles, a bowl of clear rice porridge, Qiu Huang glanced at Huang Qing, who had not slept all night, and said lightly.

"If you don't go, are you still waiting for Daddy's order to drive me away?" Huang Qing laughed, still not serious.

Qiu Huang smiled at His Royal Highness the Third Prince for the first time, and said, "Do you still know when you arrive? ”

Huang Qing pursed his lips when he heard this: "Isn't this reluctant to be a lady, seeing that you are leaving, come and hug one?" As he spoke, Huang Qing stretched out his arms and wanted to hug Qiu Huang into his arms.

Qiu Huang glared at Huang Qing coldly, and Huang Qing was so embarrassed that he had to hug himself and tickle it.

"Hey, when the father-in-law goes out, the lady sends him off, for fear that the father-in-law will suffer outside. But you wish I had died outside. Huang Qing said in a sullen voice.

"If you are not afraid of death, you should sit in the position of this prince. When the rice porridge was at the bottom, Qiu Huang picked up a square towel and wiped his mouth, and was about to leave.

Huang Qing looked at Qiu Huang's back blankly and said in a stunned voice, "You know?"

Qiu Huang glanced back at Huang Qing and said lightly: "This family is temporarily borne by me, and when you come back, I will hand over this burden to you." ”

Huang Qing was speechless, he thought that no one could understand him, but he didn't expect that this nominal pillow person knew himself best, but it was a pity... I'm really afraid of death.

The name of the Southern Dynasty is Fengxiang, and now it has been passed down to the third generation, and Fengxiang is also a unified country when Emperor Taizu Wuhuang, but it is a pity that it has reached the second generation, and it can not stop the iron riding of the Northern Wilderness, which has caused the most tragic situation in history. Although the south of the river is still the land of Fengxiang, if you want to return to the old land, I am afraid it will not be so easy. The Qin Temple in the north of the Yangtze River has strong soldiers and horses, and there are countless iron horses, so what do you want to fight? What do you want to fight? Use the Jiangnan that is deceitful to me? Instead of eating radishes and worrying about it, it is better to be a happy prince.

Entering the palace gate, under the flattering smiles of those eunuchs, His Royal Highness the Third Prince went to the gate of the Taiji Palace.

"Yo, big brother is also here. Looking at this young man who was not a few years older than himself, Huang Qing laughed.

This young man named Huang Sheng is the crown prince, and he is also the eldest of the brothers, and he is good at everything.

The second child, Huang Yuan, is sick all the year round and rarely shows up.

"Hehe, the third brother is here, I heard that you are determined to leave Jinling?" Huang Sheng said with a smile.

"You're well-informed. Huang Qing gave Huang Sheng a big bear hug and said with a smile.

Huang Sheng smiled and said: "You are the number one celebrity in our Jinling City, and many people can watch your wind and grass." Father is still waiting for you, don't let him wait in a hurry. After speaking, he patted Huang Sheng's shoulder and left in a hurry.

This scene of brothers, friends and brothers rarely appears in the emperor's house, and in the eyes of outsiders, Huang Sheng is extremely qualified whether he is a brother or a prince, and Huang Qing, a confused prince, is just a big talk in the market. But Huang Qing knew very well that such a picture of brothers, friends and brothers was only exchanged for his repeated retreats.

In the early years, when he was not as unruly as this, he still remembered the face of his eldest brother, as if he owed him 1.8 million. At that time, I thought about fighting for breath and being better than my eldest brother in everything, but the more this happened, the more indifferent my eldest brother's attitude became. It wasn't until later that the big black dog he had been raising suddenly died, and it was found that he had been poisoned, that is, that day, when he saw the gloating expression of his eldest brother, he knew that he couldn't fight.

Walk into the Taiji Palace, look at the three-legged and two-eared bronze tripod on the big red sandalwood carved dragon case in the hall, the inscription on the body of the tripod is no longer clear, it is said that this is one of the nine tripods left by Emperor Yu, symbolizing the world's Kyushu, but unfortunately now it can only be an ornament.

Passing through the main hall with a familiar car, he came to the apse, and without waiting for the eunuch to tell him, Huang Qing stepped in.

The four treasures of the apse study room are full of celebrity texts, and there are countless celebrities, and one of them is a priceless treasure.

When he saw the two people in the hall, Huang Qing couldn't help but pause, bowed down and said, "I've seen my father and the queen." ”

"Qing'er is here, come, sit down..."The middle-aged woman wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown smiled slightly, her words and deeds were dignified and generous, and she gently raised her hand and beckoned Huang Qing to sit down.

Huang Qing was not polite, he sat on the dragon chair that only the emperor could sit on, looking at the landscape calligraphy and paintings placed on the dragon case, Huang Qing didn't think about it, so he turned over. Instead, he played with the wrong pair of golden unicorns.

The queen was not surprised, and bowed to the middle-aged man next to her, and then withdrew.

Only the father and son were left in the huge hall, and there was silence, and the atmosphere became awkward.

"Ahem... Qing'er..."The emperor in the dragon robe was pushed back by Huang Qing as soon as he spoke.

"If you want to call your full name, Qing'er Qing'er, those who don't know still think I'm a girl. Huang Qing rolled his eyes, without the slightest gift of a monarch and a son. If this scene was seen by those imperial historians, they might cry blood again.

"Okay, Huang Qing, you won't be angry with me again, right?" The emperor who spoiled his young son to such a ridiculous point was only afraid that this one would be the only one in ancient and modern times, and Huang Yanzhuo, who was nearly fifty years old, had three sons under his knees, but he was very spoiled by this young son.

Huang Qing casually put the pair of mascots on the dragon case, and said lightly: "Huang Qing Huang Qing, Qing Huang Qing, Qing Huang is not connected, I really know how to take a name!"

Huang Yanzhuo rubbed his hands slightly embarrassed when he heard this, and said with a calm face: "Then, my son, have you decided to go to Longhu Mountain?"

Huang Qing glared at Huang Yanzhuo and said, "Do you still know that I am your son, what kind of Dragon and Tiger Mountain should I go to?"

Despite all the scolding of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, Huang Yanzhuo was never annoyed or angry, and said happily: "It's also for your good, your mother... Your uncle misses you too. ”

Huang Qing was stunned when he heard this, and he got up and drank: "Do you still know my mother?" Okay, for the sake of your heart, Young Master Ben doesn't care about you!"

Huang Yanzhuo's face was overjoyed, and it was hard to imagine that the emperor who had grown up fighting in the game of the well-dressed Nandu would be as happy as a child at this moment.

Holding this volume of holy decrees, Huang Qingcha left in a hurry without taking a sip, and I don't know how long it will be.

Huang Yanzhuo sighed slightly, these two girls have the same appearance and one character.

Back then, Huang Yanzhuo, who was still in the army, pursued a woman with a dead face, and finally the two came together, but unfortunately the war was not smooth that year, and he married another woman under the persuasion of the civil and military forces, relying on his mother's power to gain a foothold in Jiangnan. And although the woman had no regrets, she could see that she was very sad to be excluded, and when Huang Qing was three years old, the woman finally left.

The funny thing is that until she died, she never gave her a proper name! For whom did she beat the beauty drum? For whom did she cry out on the battlefield?

Over the years, I have lived a nest, but I don't want my son to live the same nest, I have been a son for more than ten years, and today I am in charge of chess. But what about her? Huang Yanzhuo pushed open the window and looked at the clouds in the sky, the white clouds were like jade, like the sword fairy woman he met at the beginning.

In the end, it's still that one guilty word!

Outside the Tai Chi Hall, Huang Qing's clenched fist was pinched and loosened, and the yellow silk holy decree was held in his arms, and tears soaked the clothes on his chest.

"My mother said let me live well, and I will live well! I should endure what I should have done, and I will endure it. But you don't have to get an inch in it!"