Zhimo

The Holy Emperor did not summon the Great Prince, nor did he send anyone to keep an eye on him.

It was his son, and he didn't dare to say that he knew him, but at least he believed in the child who had grown up watching him grow up.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, the eldest prince didn't run away, he just didn't know how to face his father and his younger brother.

He never makes excuses for his mistakes, and in his opinion, making excuses is the behavior of the weak.

The day was almost over, but the Holy Emperor still did not wait for his son, and the disposition of his son was pressed under the paperweight of the imperial study.

Xuanyuan Chi didn't know that his father was waiting for him, and when the sun was hot, a holy decree came out.

First, the Confucius Temple examination is carried out normally;

Second, from next year, all states will set up cold shelters, which directly belong to the Confucius Temple, but all poor candidates can go to Chang'an to report to the cold shelter, and when the Confucius Temple and the cold shelter determine the situation, they can follow the test team to Chang'an, and the accommodation and food will be responsible for the cold shelter.

Third, in the case of Chai Xintong's deception, the Criminal Department discovered new evidence, although the words of the Holy Emperor were true, but the affairs of the world were greater than those of the Holy Emperor, so the order was withdrawn and the retrial was dismissed.

When the eldest prince heard the news, he was silent, and none of these three mentioned him.

But he knew that everything was about him.

If the Holy Emperor didn't make these three decisions, he would not have the psychological burden and would go to the Qianlong Palace generously. Big husband, if you are wrong, you have to admit it, even if you ask for his head, he will not frown.

But these actions of the Holy Emperor were obviously for him, he knew that he could survive, but this was more uncomfortable than letting him die.

He didn't know how to face his father, and he didn't know how to face his brother who painted a family with extremely ugly paintings.

When his father became his father, and when his younger brother became his younger brother, he was scared, a little afraid, and did not dare to enjoy the warmth of the family that ordinary people could enjoy.

He didn't dare to go out, so he could only hide in the almost empty Fengming Pavilion and live with wine.

In the past few days, the girl in white was still there, she couldn't see her decadent and unshaven appearance, she could only play the piano quietly, and the sound of the piano seemed to take away all her troubles.

But now, there are no friends, no enemies, no warblers, no strategists, no royal nobles, no peddlers and pawns.

The tree in front of the court is the same, but there is one more drunkard.

The door creaked, and an old man walked in.

He lay on the ground bare-chested, and when the wind blew, the curtains made of light yarn fluttered, and streams of wine penetrated the old man's nose.

The moment the light veil was raised, the old man saw the prince lying on the ground, and he felt both pity and comfort in his heart.

How can a ruthless person get drunk and unconscious?

The wind passed, the veil fell, and the footsteps sounded in the ears of the eldest prince, and he opened his red eyes, stood up tremblingly, and kicked the wine jar under the table.

"Lord Chen. He didn't seem to be awake, his red eyes were blank, staring at the fluttering light veil, and he shouted weakly.

The person who came was Chen Boju, the Zhongshu Order of Zhongshu Province, one of the three provinces.

and An Shixiang in the servant, Shangshu made Guo Jinghui the three pillars of the Holy Dynasty.

If the eldest prince and Guo Jinghui can still have some friendship, that Chen Boju can be said to have nothing to do with it, and the three figures comparable to the prime minister have always been impartial in the matter of the crown prince, not to mention friendship, let alone hatred.

Regulus smiled.

"Zhongshu Order, help my father to deal with political affairs, I think you also agreed to those concessions to the Confucius Temple, are you a little disappointed when you see me like this?"

When he had said this, he lifted the jar and took a long sip of wine.

Chen Boju nodded, he was in an important position, so he naturally knew about these things for a long time, although the Holy Emperor said that he was discussing with them, he just informed them, and the Holy Emperor's determination could be seen in his words.

"Indeed, this appearance is different from the imaginary Great Prince who guards the south and fights fiercely with the five tribes. ”

"He really shouldn't be like this, but I'm not him, I'm just a brute who almost killed my father and brother. ”

Chen Boju stared at him, the eldest prince's eyes dodged, picked up the wine jar, and blocked Chen Boju's gaze.

"I don't know about that, I'm just asked to tell you something. ”

Xuanyuan tilted his head, thought for a while, put down the wine jar, and said with a dejected smile: "I know my father's temper, he will never send you here, it should be Lord Guo who invited you here." ”

Chen Boju nodded again.

"He said he gave you a lot of opportunities. ”

The eldest prince nodded.

"Yes, I failed him, he must be disappointed, I missed all the opportunities. ”

"But in the end you created an opportunity for yourself and caught him. ”

The eldest prince was stunned, looked at Chen Boju, and finally sat on the ground, letting his hair fly and covering his face.

"But what's the use of that?" he smiled bitterly, "There are some things that are useless to regret, it's too late to regret!"

The huge Fengming Pavilion became silent, and the wind stopped.

A drop of wine dripped from the table onto the jar poured at the foot of the table, breaking the silence.

The eldest prince lowered his head and his voice was low.

"Where am I going in the future?"

"Go to Dali Temple first, and then go back to the palace. ”

Regulus looked up sharply.

"The Holy Emperor plans to build a small courtyard not far from the Empress's former residence, and inside it is planted with the blue cherry blossoms that the Empress liked back then, which is the same as in the Xiande Palace. ”

"Well, I'll take care of the flowers, and when my mother wakes up, she'll be able to see the blue cherry blossoms in the sky. He said calmly.

Chen Boju sighed, stretched out his hands that had been behind his back to the front, and clutched them in a painting.

"This is given to you by the Ten Princes, and he said that he misses his brother. The corner of the eldest prince's eyes moved, his hand stretched forward, and then retracted. Seeing that the eldest prince did not answer, he gently placed the painting in front of the eldest prince.

"He's a very smart boy, but he doesn't have to think too much in front of you, be stupid. When the Holy Emperor returned, he went to the gate of the Holy Emperor's palace and knelt for three hours. I know your concerns, but the matter has come to this point, and you have to face it with or without a face. ”

After speaking, Chen Boju looked at the eldest prince and added.

"It's not what I said, it's just a message on behalf of Lord Guo. ”

Chen Boju shook his head and walked out of Fengming Pavilion.

Xuanyuan Chi looked at the scroll, pursed his lips, and finally his hand trembled slightly, and he mustered up the courage to pick up the painting.

......

In the bamboo valley, the master sat barefoot by the stream outside the bamboo building, letting the stream gently brush his feet.

The little master stood quietly behind him, not daring to speak.

"Your future junior brother is fine, but he can't wake up for the time being, this same life ring hangs his life, as for how to wake up, I don't know. So saying, the Master took his foot out of the stream, wiped it with a sackcloth, and put on a new pair of straw sandals.

The robe of the master will change, but the sandals on his feet and the road under his feet will not change......

"You don't have to stay here, old man, I'm very tough, I can't die for the time being!"

In front of a well-behaved disciple, he never had a very good tone.

"Go and see your apprentice, that kid from the Kong family is not bad, let him stay for a few days. ”

As the master spoke, he found that his apprentice was still standing behind him in a daze.

He was a little surprised, and he was a little surprised, could it be that this stupid apprentice finally got his senses?

"Master, what about that senior disciple?"

The Master's surprise was fleeting, and after thinking about it, he said, "That little guy has his own way to go, let him be!"

"Yes, Master. The little master bowed and went away.

"Hey!" the master shook his head, but thinking of his master's evaluation of this disciple back then, he could only admit it, after all, the master helped to choose, and it was still him who agreed.

"It's more than enough. The master turned his head, looked in the direction of the disciple's departure, and remembered these four words.

......

The eldest prince opened the painting, laughed and cried.

Crooked people, extremely good-looking words, the most beautiful is the three words "family".

He stood up tremblingly and decided to enter the palace once.

Xuanyuan Chi freshened up a little, changed into ordinary clothes, looked at himself with a haggard face in the bronze mirror, touched the stubble that had popped out of his chin, shook his head, and stepped out of Fengming Pavilion.

It will be late, and from Pingkangfang to the palace, you have to pass through Chongrenfang.

Red bricks and green tiles, green branches sticking out of the wall, after a few heavy rains, the sky finally cleared, and a few stars dotted the night sky.

"Miss, what kind of person will you marry in the future, if you can choose it yourself?"

The little maid and a girl dressed in white sat on the roof of the house, looking at the stars in the sky.

The girl in white shook her head and said, "I don't know, but the person I like must be very good, of course, if only he was a general like the great prince." ”

The little maid looked at her young lady and hurriedly covered her mouth.

"You can't talk nonsense, be careful to anger the master, you know that the master doesn't like boys who dance knives and guns, let alone the eldest prince. ”

The girl in white took the little maid's hand away and said, "He, he likes those scholars who are full of mouths. ”

"Miss, don't you like it?"

When the little maid heard the words of the girl in white, she asked in a low voice, a little surprised.

Her own young lady is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is proficient in poetry, writing, and etiquette, all of which are of the highest quality. For their little maidservants, Miss, it is a fairy-like existence, and she originally thought that her young lady would like that kind of dumb scholar.

"I don't like it, but I don't reject it. I'm not like my father, I know that it's not easy for men, as long as it's a man with feelings, I can appreciate it!"

The girl in white, holding her chin with her hands, looked at the sky.

"Miss, tell me, how do you appreciate it?"

The girl in white muttered, "If you want me to say boys, each has his own handsome method." ”

"Some of them are like broken moonlight sprinkled in their eyes, bright and clear; some are gentle and elegant, and a cluster of wind blowing through the willows can blow the pool water and frown, and their eyes are full of sadness; some always have a faint smile at the corner of their mouths, and when you look at him, it is like the morning sun. There are also people who can give birth to a faint domineering spirit when they sweat, and they are scattered in the sound of wind and rain like the sonorous sound of a sword. You see, how can a boy not be handsome?"

The little maid shook her head, a little incomprehensible.

"But men look different, they will judge women, but if you look at them more, it will be annoying, and you still don't know it. ”

There was a light in the eyes of the girl in white.

"If he is thin, you see that when he stretches his waist, he is as tall as nine green bamboos; if he is burly, you can see that his skin is bright when he is bright in the sun, and the beads of sweat are shining! If there are spots on his face, or if there are scars, it is the general's twilight that the sky will leave the shadow of time on the corners of his eyes, nose or face; if he is a little rickety, you will praise him for the ups and downs of his life, but he can still hold up a piece of the sky. ”

"Look, boys, they're born so handsome and unreasonable. ”

The little maid looked at the young lady a little speechless, but she couldn't accept this statement.

"Then what will the great prince who guards the south that you have been thinking about be like?"

The girl in white murmured, "The general who guards one side is mighty and handsome no matter what!"

When the master heard this, he had to make you angry. ”

The girl in white looked at the little maid beside her, and said with a sly smile: "If you don't say it, how will my father know!"

......

When the two of them were talking in the quiet Chongrenfang, the eldest prince, who was as depressed as a vagabond, happened to pass by, and he was alone and stopped.

Just as he was about to laugh at himself, he didn't expect anyone to like someone like him, when a voice came from inside the courtyard wall.

"Zhimo, Zhimo, is the book your father asked you to copy?"

The maid and the maidservant were startled at the same time, and hurriedly stood up, but their feet slipped, and the sound of tiles falling down reached the ears of the eldest prince.

He didn't think much of it, he flew up and put his arms around the girl who had spoken before.

The little maid fell heavily to the ground, rubbed her buttocks, and watched the two fall outside the wall.

The eldest prince looked at the girl in his arms, and was suddenly stunned, his eyebrows and eyes looked a little like her, but there seemed to be stars scattered in his eyes.

The girl hurriedly broke free from his arms, and in the darkness of the night, her reddened cheeks could not be seen, but she bowed her head in shyness.

"Thank you, General. She murmured softly, like a mosquito.

"Do you recognize me?" the eldest prince was a little puzzled and surprised.

"You helped me pick up the kite that day, and your guards murdered me, and you were wearing armor that day. ”

The eldest prince thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered the girl he met on the day he went to ask his father for marriage, and it turned out to be her.

"What's your name?"

"Zhimo. ”

"What about you?"

The eldest prince thought for a while and used his mother's surname: "Zhao Chi." ”

At this moment, the voice of the little maid came, and the door creaked, and the girl saw that the little maid was leading the family out, so she wanted to turn her head and thank her, but there was no one.

When the girl was gone, the eldest prince came out of the shadows and saw two words above the vermilion gate.

"Fan's house. ”

"Fan Zhimo. He whispered the name.