Beyond Gold and Jade [Rebirth]

After approving the memorial, Emperor Huanyuan raised his eyes and saw that the young man opposite him had fallen asleep at some point, with his slender body lying on the table, his sleeping face was peaceful.

The man who never knew what caring was, unconsciously held his breath, as if afraid of waking up the sleeping boy, he bent down and picked up the seductive goblin, walking steadily to the couch.

Like a cat, the young man rubbed against his arms, and suddenly uttered a very subtle sleepy whisper: "Gu Chen..."

The man's resolute face softened countless times in an instant, and he replied softly, "I am here."

Suddenly, the smile on his face froze, because he saw the young man's thick eyelashes tremble slightly, and a tear trickled down the corner of his eye, slowly falling into his hair.

There was a dull pain in his chest. The ever powerful emperor stood in the empty palace without moving for a long time.Ah Jin called out his name, shed tears, maybe he had a nightmare, or he inadvertently hurt this delicate child like a porcelain doll.

No matter what the reason was, just this scene was enough to hurt him.

Carefully put the boy on the soft couch, covered with a brocade quilt, Gu Chen lay on the side of the bed, watching his peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, and stayed up all night.

At dawn, Ye Chongjin woke up and yawned. Seeing Gu Chen lying on the pillow like a big dog, his black pupils filled with bloodshot eyes, he was stunned for a while before asking, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Remembering that the two of them were still angry yesterday, they had to change their tone of respect and said, "Is your majesty dragon unwell?"

The man looked at his open and closed pink lips, rushed forward, hugged him tightly, buried his head between Ye Chongjin's neck, took a deep breath, and said in a muffled voice: "Ah Jin, is Ah Jin angry? Even in the dream, do you hate me?"

"..."

Ye Chongjin was a little stunned, and after a long time, he sighed softly, "Even if I was angry at first, seeing you like this, I can't get angry anymore, like a savage beast, suddenly showing an aggrieved posture, acting like a baby with others, even though I know in my heart that you are a beast , but my heart has softened."

Gu Chen laughed softly, and kissed him on the collarbone, causing Ye Chongjin's face to turn crimson, and then called someone to come in and change clothes.

Putting on a black and five-claw embroidered golden dragon robe, he sat on the edge of the bed, as if he wanted to say something. Ye Chongjin blinked and waited for him to say, Gu Chen struggled, and said: "I'm going to the morning court, Ah Jin will have breakfast first, and wait for me to say something." Come back, let's go out of the palace."

"Send me back to Xiangfu?"

Gu Chen pinched his face, and said: "Yes, back to the prime minister's mansion, your father has something difficult to solve, I don't feel at ease if I don't solve it."

Ye Chongjin threatened him: "Aren't you afraid that my brother and father will fight with you after you kidnapped me yesterday and sent you home today?"

Gu Chen said: "I'm afraid, so Ah Jin must protect me well, I dare not fight back, I can only let others slaughter me."

Ye Chongjin didn't believe his nonsense, but he was still amused.

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Upstairs in Zhenwei, a few distinguished guests entered their seats, called the second brother to him, and said: "If there is any new dish recently, just come up, and a few jugs of good wine, hurry up and go."

As he spoke, he threw an ingot of broken silver.

The buddy was rewarded, he smiled happily, and said: "Please wait a moment, the younger ones will go to prepare."

One of them opened his clothes and took a seat, poured a cup of tea, but it was Shen Lin, a doctor of the ancestral hall.

Mr. Shen shook his head and said: "The new emperor has finally ascended the throne. For more than half a month, I haven't had a single bite of meat. I almost forgot what meat tastes like."

A few people around laughed at him and said: "You, a doctor of the ancestral hall, usually steal a lot of time, but now you are mourning for the late emperor for a few days, and you are complaining instead."

There are four departments under the Ministry of Rites in Daegu, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Temple, the Ministry of Hosts and Guests, and the Ministry of Food. The Ministry of Temple is in charge of good and bad ceremonies and sacrifices. But this one has no guts, staring up and down, unless it is desperate.

Shen Lin said: "This is not easy to talk nonsense. I have never complained. It is my job to observe the funeral. I am just happy that the new emperor has ascended the throne. Daegu is a prosperous and prosperous world. It is worth drinking three cups." He said and laughed a few times.

Others did not expose him, but someone asked: "How is Master Xue?"

This Lord Xue refers to Xue Hu, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites. He used to belong to King Ming. After the death of the first emperor, he intended to support King Ming to ascend the throne. Never dealt with him, just left him dry.

Shen Lin took a sip of tea slowly, waved her hands and said, "Master Xue is suffering from a sudden illness, and he hasn't come to the Ministry of Rites for a long time, and it's An Shilang who handles affairs for him."

There was a sneer from the side, Luo Yan unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and said: "That day in the Golden Luan Hall, you have never seen Master Xue's arrogance to fight against the Confucians. In my opinion, if he is ill, he may be talking too much. Because of it."

A few words provoked laughter again and again.

Shen Lin sneered and said: "Isn't that right? The Ministry of Rites is his hall of speech. Let's talk about An Shilang. Although the official is inferior, but his age and qualifications are here, he is still Ye Xiang's Lord Taishan. It depends on the relationship between the Prime Minister's mansion. It should be given some face, but he always showed An Shilang's face, once, in front of a group of low-ranking civil servants, he yelled at him, and An Shilang's face at that time was so ugly."

Luo Yan caressed the poems on the folding fan, and said: "He thought that following King Ming, it would be no problem to be promoted to an official position in the future, and Ye Xiang didn't take it seriously, let alone An Shihai. Besides, An Shihai is nearly six years old. In Xun, he will retire in a few years, his two sons are worthless, they are only busy fighting for the family property, the An family's generation is about to decline."

"Oh, when Taishi An was alive, it was so beautiful."

Several people sighed a few words, the dishes were ready, Luo Yan was about to put away the folding fan, but was stopped by someone, said: "Master Luo, the handwriting on the folding fan looks familiar, I seem to have seen similar ones in Shiyi Zhai before... "

Luo Yan hurriedly asked: "But the Poetry Studio in the south of the city?"

Seeing the man nodding, he stood up abruptly, and said, "Thank you, adults take it slow, younger brother will take a step ahead."

Shen Lin grabbed his sleeves and said, "Brother Luo, it's agreed to treat you, and you can leave after paying the bill."

Luo Yan apologized and said with a smile: "Master Shen, I am in a hurry to buy calligraphy and paintings. I am afraid that I don't have enough money. I will ask for another day, and I will ask for another day." He escaped from the wing room.

Others asked: "Where is he in a hurry?"

Shen Lin said: "He, probably went to look for Ye Hengzhi's calligraphy. Who doesn't know that Ye Hengzhi's calligraphy and paintings are rare, and each word is worth a thousand gold." Where can I afford it.

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Shiyizhai is on the bank of Sanshui River, next to Jinguang Temple, and there are many pilgrims coming and going.

Luo Yan stepped into the Shiyizhai, and was greeted by a scent of books. He was in a good mood and called out, "Where is the shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper quickly came up to him, with an old face smiling brightly, and said: "Isn't this Mr. Luo, please hurry up!"

"I heard that you have Mr. Hengzhi's calligraphy and painting here?"

The shopkeeper's face froze, he didn't know how to answer, Luo Yan was impatient, and asked directly: "Yes or no, give me an accurate answer."

The shopkeeper replied: "Originally there were, but someone bought them just now."

Luo Yan frowned and asked, "Who bought it?"

The shopkeeper was about to answer, but he heard a creaking sound behind him. On a huanghuali wooden wheelchair, sat a young man in purple shirt, holding a slender brocade box in his arms, frowned slightly, and said, "Your Excellency Got it."

The shopkeeper winked at Luo Yan, it was this person.

Luo Yan nodded, walked up to the boy, and said, "Little brother, what you are holding in your arms is Ye Hengzhi's calligraphy and painting."

The young man remained expressionless and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Sell it to me, I am willing to double the price."

The boy in purple shirt lowered his eyelashes and refused with indifference.There was a little bookboy behind him, seeing this, he interjected: "My lord, my young master likes Mr. Hengzhi's calligraphy and painting the most, and he won't sell them. It's getting late, can you let us go?"

Luo Yan still stared at the brocade box, and said: "Can I borrow it next time? Ye Hengzhi's calligraphy is very rare, and most of them are fakes. If you have never seen the real one, it is absolutely impossible to distinguish the real one from the fake one."

"Don't bother Your Excellency."

It was the first time Luo Yan saw such a child who refused to eat hard and soft, so he had no choice but to say: "Whose family are you a child? It seems that the clothes are not low, but I have never seen you before."

The purple shirt boy said vigilantly: "You want to find my parents and buy my calligraphy and paintings."

Luo Yan didn't blush when his mind was exposed, and he just admitted it, "The calligraphy and painting are very valuable. You should tell your family about spending such a large sum of money at such a young age."

The bookish boy behind the young man was so childish, he wanted to ask him for an argument, but was stopped by the purple shirted boy behind him, he bent his lips, and said calmly: "My father is a lowly official, and you don't even know him, but business is all about your affection." I would like to hear that Lord Luhou of Dali Temple is the most just, a dignified member of the household department, Wailang, who bullied a lame and disabled person, so why not ask him to give a sentence."

Luo Yan was silent for a moment, then clapped his palms and smiled, "What a sharp-tongued boy, no matter what, today is my fault, please let it go."

After saying that, he turned sideways and gave way.

When they left, Luo Yan asked, "Whose family is this young master?"

The shopkeeper said: "No wonder Mr. Luo doesn't recognize him. This young master is the grandson of An Shilang, the only seedling of An Chenglei, the second young master of the An family. He is quite talented, but unfortunately he is disabled and rarely goes out. "

Luo Yan nodded, it turned out to be Hengzhi's cousin, no wonder he has such a bearing.

"I look at it, it looks like a person."

The shopkeeper asked, "Who do you look like?"

Luo Yan thought about it, but couldn't think of it for a while, he shook his head, turned around and picked up the shopkeeper's skirt with one hand, and said: "Next time, there will be Mr. Hengzhi's calligraphy and painting, wrap it up for me and send it to the Shangshufu, and then sell it to me. Others, you don’t need to open this store.”

"Yes Yes Yes……"

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Walking out of Shiyizhai, the book boy asked: "My lord, who was that man just now, he looks so impressive."

The purple-clothed boy said: "The second son of Luo Shangshu's family, naturally he has style."

The book boy covered his mouth and snickered, and said: "So it's that one, my lord, I've heard that Princess Ancheng, who escaped marriage a few years ago, came back, and he came back as a man. I heard that he made great military exploits in Saibei." He ate and lived with the soldiers for seven years, but no one realized that he was a daughter, and he didn't know what kind of fierce person he was. If he had married to the Shangshu Mansion, today, the second son of the Luo family, hmph, can he be arrogant? "

An Qiming glanced at him, and said: "Princess An Cheng is a heroine, how can you make fun of me?"

The book boy hastily suppressed his smile.

The two turned the corner, and a mad horse galloped towards them. An Qiming's expression was calm, and the pupil behind him flashed lightly. He tapped his toes lightly, as if he had slipped, and pulled An Qiming's wheelchair away. Pushing aside, barely avoiding the crazy horse.

People from Dali Temple rushed over immediately to restrain Crazy Horse. It was said that it was related to a murder case that was being investigated. Then people from Jingzhao Mansion also came to ask for the Crazy Horse. They said it was a case of Jingzhao Mansion. No more.

This kind of thing happened frequently in the past few years. The book boy found it interesting. An Qiming looked tired and said, "Go home, the sun makes you dizzy."

The book boy got the order and was about to push the wheelchair, but An Qiming raised his hand to stop him.

I saw a burgundy horse rushing out from the crowd, and sitting on it was a very beautiful and flamboyant young man with red lips and white teeth, and a trace of baby fat on his cheeks. Just take it away, and whoever refuses to accept it will go to Zhenyuan Hou's mansion to ask him to reason."

Who dares to argue with that cold-faced fiendish god, do you want to die?The people in Jingzhao Mansion looked at each other, and the officers and soldiers leading the team held their breath and said, "Everyone back down."

Lu Ziyan snorted and walked away.

An Qiming looked at it from a distance, and also showed a smile.

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In the teahouse, Ye Chongjin had a panoramic view of this scene, he took a sip of his tea and said, "Lu Ziyan has become more and more wanton in recent years."

Gu Chen was peeling chestnuts for him, when he heard the words, he glanced down and said with a smile, "He is clever."

Ye Chongjin also smiled.

It's not clever, everyone in the capital knows that the young master of Zhenyuan Hou's Mansion is ignorant and incompetent, and he is one of the best playboy bullies in the capital, but if one wants to find evidence that he oppressed the good people and did evil, he couldn't find any evidence.

Hitting horses in the street?One did not hurt anyone, and two did not damage property.Arrogant?It does not violate the Daegu penalty.It makes people jealous, but also has no handle.

Ye Chongjin put down the porcelain white cup, and glanced casually at the entrance of the alley, the master and servant were gone.Today, he discovered an interesting thing.

Can two people who have nothing to do with each other be born so alike?