shark [rebirth]

Pei Heng is the little emperor's cousin, the most prominent prince of the Great Yan Kingdom, and everyone knows that he is naturally noble.But when Pei Heng was mentioned two years ago, the first thing that people thought of was the 40 iron pagoda in Zhaowu Camp in northern Xinjiang.

300 years ago, 19 people including Shamen Kasyapa Tanmo from the Western Regions sent envoys to the Central Plains with Buddhist scriptures. The first Zhenzong Buddhist temple, Daqinglong Temple, was built in the old capital.The ancestors of the empire were preparing a real heavy-armored army at that time. When Emperor Yuanshuo saw the thirteen-level pagoda built in Daqinglong Temple, he named the iron pagoda as the imperial heavy-armored army. The Buddha was slaughtered until nothing was returned. Yu Jia once said that "the true Buddha is merciful to save the suffering, and the Buddha creates karma".

Later, the Northern Man followed suit and established the Iron Buddha Army, which invaded outside Tongguan. The empire was once in jeopardy.

Until the old prince passed away, the Zhaowu Army was taken over by the 15-year-old Pei Heng. After a hundred years of ups and downs, the northern border stood still under the guard of the Imperial Tiefutu.

Two years ago, Pei Heng was the commander-in-chief of one of the three armies of the Great Yan Empire. He rode his horse and held the reins to turn the tide. He was the god of war guarding the northern border.

But now, the name of the Zhaowu Army is so common, and people seem to have forgotten that there was once an invincible prince who took command of the Northern Expedition several times.

Up to now, the word "Prince Rui" has once again become a synonym for wealth and illustriousness, and his blood and blood has nothing to do with him. Zhaowu Xuanjia has gradually disappeared in the bustling rumors of the people of the world, and has returned to silence.

And Pei Heng has not put on the Xuanjia or touched the Tiger Talisman for two years.

He dutifully followed his will, left Zhaowu North Camp, returned to the capital, and became his idle prince, just like today.

In Xu Jin's eyes, Pei Heng is really a natural born child of a family.

He stood not far or near outside the study window, and through the open carved window sash, he looked at the frost-robed figure inside who was holding a brush and ink. The man's hand was made of white jade, green and slender, and the Luyun River landscape scroll drawn by the thin wolf hair in his hand, The clouds and smoke disappear, and the peaks and mountains show up.

He is surrounded by a reclusive and leisurely atmosphere, with a few strokes casually, not at all eager, and it seems that the resplendent and magnificent life of the world is in the time he spends.

Xu Jin felt that it would be a good life for him to close his eyes like this, hide in this high-rise house as he pleases, carelessly pamper him for the rest of his life, and keep his hands free from dust and mundane affairs.

He should be the most precious son in the world.

Light ink sketched a green pine on the mountain, Pei Heng raised his head, and smiled at Xu Jin: "Why don't you come here?"

Xu Jin jumped casually, and entered the study through the window. The half-painted Shengxuan on the case was blown by the wind of his clothes, making a crisp, crisp sound.

"Aren't you going out today?" Xu Jin handed a purple grape to his mouth, and Pei Heng opened his mouth slightly to eat it.

Prince Rui has only been away from Beijing for more than two months. When he came back, many people came to visit him. Compared with the past when he went back to Beijing every time he went out, it was less, but it still seemed like a bustling crowd.

"I've seen everything I need to see. I don't need to go out to visit these days, and I don't need to pick up guests at home." Pei Heng dipped his ink and wanted to write, but turned to Xu Jin and handed the pen to him .

"Let me draw?" Xu Jin moved the brush away from the top of the painting, lest the ink drip into the wrong place and ruin the painting.

"Drawing this is boring. Another day I will accompany you to draw pictures of beauties, and today I will write." Pei Heng laughed.

Xu Jin made room for it, Pei Heng put the painting aside, re-layed the paper, took out an old post, and took Xu Jin's hand to write.

The faint scent of medicine and crabapple surrounds the surroundings, making it comfortable and peaceful.

Pei Heng's voice came from Xu Jin's ear: "I originally said to accompany you to practice calligraphy, but the place in Laizhou is so peaceful and comfortable. Once I stay here, I don't want to do business. I keep wandering around with you. How much time is wasted?"

Xu Jin was speechless, okay, the prince wasted his time and blamed Laizhou, isn't Laizhou wronged?

Pei Heng's hands are white and beautiful, with thin calluses in the palm, and his fingers are very strong. He carries the words written by Xu Jin in an orderly manner without any deviation. , a living "Shuowen Jiezi" with legs.

"Whose post is this? Why didn't you write it?" Xu Jin simply relaxed and leaned on Pei Heng's chest.

Pei Heng slapped him on the waist: "You can just lie down and write, and the words you write will also lie down with you, and you won't be lazy when you take the pen."

Before Xu Jin had time to turn around and bite him, Pei Heng quickly wrapped his arms around his waist, making the first move to overwhelm the enemy, and then said with a pleasant face: "What's so good about my handwriting, I'd better read posts from famous masters to get started."

Xu Jin has gotten used to this person's style of saying no harm to his mouth and no harm to his body, with a gentle voice like spring jade in his ears, and warm pen and ink in his hands, the days suddenly become longer.

Although this long time was cheated by a certain lucky soul pretending to be illiterate.

After the last post, Pei Heng let go and asked Xu Jin to go through it again by himself, to see how his writing skills and understanding are.

Xu Jin wrote it.

Pei Heng stood by, silent.

Jin Yu just came in, glanced at the ink stains, and said unceremoniously and bitterly: "My lord, how can I use your post when I bring Master Xu Jin to the door?"

His tone was full of contempt and surprise at Pei Heng's degree of narcissism.

Pei Heng threw Jin Yu out, and asked Xu Jin in bewilderment: "You haven't written much in Laizhou, how can you imitate my handwriting so much?"

Xu Jin looked puzzled: "It's always been written like this."

It took Pei Heng a quarter of an hour to finally believe that Xu Jin's original handwriting was exactly the same as that of Prince Tari, with the same strokes and strokes, as if he had copied it for 20 years.

Pei Heng didn't go into it anymore, he had encountered half of the wonders in the world, Xu Jin was one of the adventures in his life, two months ago, he would never have imagined that he would pick up a shark and keep it by his side.

In the afternoon, Master Xu Yiting, Commander of the Xiling Division, came to visit. Master Xu hurried back from his official business trip in Suzhou, and for no other reason than to take his nephew, kid Longzhang home with his own hands.

Long Zhang was playing with a group of street teenagers at the back of the palace. Hearing the news, he immediately planned to abscond, but what does Xiling Division do?It was for the emperor to arrest people.What is a Commander?He led the entire Xiling Division to help the emperor arrest people.

Long Zhang absconded for half a street before being arrested by his uncle and brought to justice. He stood in the front hall of Prince Rui's mansion with his head bowed, rubbing his clothes and facing the three interrogations.

Xu Yiting has a good appearance, fair skin, clean and handsome eyes, a dark red silk embroidered gold military uniform, and an embroidered spring knife gleaming at his waist. He sits under Pei Heng, without looking at the dragon badge, and salutes Pei Heng: "Son Nothing, I've been bothering His Highness for a long time, I'm really sorry."

He pointed to some suitcases on the table in the hall again: "I have prepared a few small gifts, just to express my apologies."

Long Zhang's big eyes looked pitifully at Pei Heng, then at Xu Jin.

Pei Heng smiled, put down the teacup, shook his head and said: "Long Zhang is a very good boy. I heard that Mr. Xu is very busy. He is also handling the Jiangnan weaving case recently. He may be lonely when he goes back. Why don't he stay with me first."

In fact, Xu Yiting was not familiar with Pei Heng, on the contrary, he had some connections with his relatives, Sun's family.Speaking of it, Xu Yiting had a feud with the palace in the past, and he was even more at odds with Pei Heng's old friend Lu Esa.

Long Zhang has lost his parents since he was a child, and the Long family is a single lineage, with no one to rely on.Xu Yiting then took his sister's child to him. He didn't have a family yet, so it was not easy to bring a dragon badge. He was used to life and death and struggles for power. He probably didn't have the clue to raise a little boy at first.

It is also amazing that such a naive and straightforward boy as Long Zhang can be raised by people with vicious second-hand wrists.

Xu Yiting frowned, still feeling inappropriate, Pei Heng tapped his five fingers on the table, and said: "The child's father and grandfather had a very good relationship with my father, but it's a pity that I haven't spent much time in the capital for many years. He actually neglected to take care of him, but now fate dictates that meeting Longzhang in Laizhou is really a chance."

Sure enough, when Longzhang's father and grandfather were mentioned, Xu Yiting loosened up, and finally agreed, and hurried back to Suzhou to handle the case.

Long Zhang survived the desperate situation for the second time, so he didn't want to clean up, and he stuck to Pei Heng and Xu Jin even more.

In the evening, the twilight was brilliant, and the tall hibiscus tree in the palace quietly bloomed, and the crown of the tree was fiery red and brighter than the clouds.

Xu Jin stood on the porch, looking at the hibiscus flowers and trees for a long time, while Long Zhang was gesturing in the yard with a sword he found somewhere. He was trained by his uncle since he was a child, and he has a good foundation in martial arts. Pei Heng passed by and looked at it for a while. He nodded in praise and said, "The first commander of the Xiling Division was born in Jianghu. The Xu family inherited this position, and the swordsmanship has also been passed down."

Long Zhang took the sword, handed it to Pei Heng, and said with a smile: "My lord's martial arts are the best in the world. It is said that he gathers the strengths of all the families. Can you let me have a look?"

He rolled his big eyes, and then waved to Xu Jin who was in the corridor: "Brother, you are so powerful, how about competing with the prince?"

Pei Heng smiled, and Xu Jin walked over slowly according to his words, rubbed Long Zhang's head, bowed his head with his hands behind his back very modestly and said, "I'm not good at using swords, and I often want to ask him for advice. .”

His handsome and coquettish face was full of obedience and seriousness, just like a student eager for advice.

This expression is very pleasing and a bit familiar, Pei Heng thought for a while, it seemed to be the same expression as when he told himself that he was not very literate.