Ugly Nuer

On the eve of the Hundred Days Banquet, the virtuous King Cheng returned to Liangjing City from Lianghuai. Xuanyuan Lin looked at the handout and nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work, and let's rest for two days. It won't be too late to bring it up after the Hundred Days Banquet." .”

Xuanyuan Jing quickly thanked her, thinking of the little princes, she liked in her heart: "When can I see my nephews?"

Xuanyuan Lin glanced at him: "If you like children, I can marry you now."

Xuanyuanjing retreated in a hurry, and chased after Cheng Wang in front: "Uncle Wang."

Now Cheng Wang only has an idle job in the Ministry of War and does not enter the court. In order to avoid suspicion, he does not get close to them in private. Now that the errands are over, Xuanyuanjing wants to invite him to have a talk.

But he didn't want the other party to just look at him indifferently, he didn't stop on his feet, and he flew out of the palace, Xuanyuanjing was a little confused, so he had to speed up his pace to catch up, but as soon as he walked out of the palace gate, he saw a stop outside Before they entered the two carriages, a man jumped off the carriage of Cheng Wang's mansion, and jumped straight into Cheng Wang's arms.

Xuanyuan Jing was stunned before she recognized that she was the concubine of Cheng Wangfu, Chen Rong's brother, and his uncle, Chen Ying.

"uncle."

Chen Ying glanced at him sideways, jumped off Cheng Wang in a hurry, coughed and walked over with a blushing face: "So it's His Royal Highness... Is Chen Rong still at your house? Why don't I go back to Liangjing?" It’s been a long time, and I haven’t seen him come back, I’m a little heartless, but fortunately I bought him a lot of books.”

Xuanyuan Jing's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked up at Cheng Wang, who shook his head slightly, probably knowing that Chen Rong was living in the palace now, but did not tell Chen Ying.

He didn't want to mention it, so he just said: "He is currently working in the Imperial Academy, and he has a lot of trivial matters. He probably doesn't have time to spare. He will go back to rest and take a bath. Naturally, he will go back and greet Uncle Wang."

When Chen Ying was young and ignorant, seeing Xuanyuan Jing's dignified and dignified appearance made her feel apprehensive. Hearing what he said, she stopped talking and got into the carriage after a few perfunctory sentences.

Cheng Wang looked at the curtain helplessly: "He also found a lot of famous writers for you. I'm afraid you won't like it, so I dare not speak."

Xuanyuanjing laughed, and her expression became softer: "Uncle's heart, the younger generation will naturally know... When Uncle Wang is free, let's take uncle into the palace to greet the mother and concubine. It's been a long time, she misses this brother very much."

King Cheng nodded. After the Empress Dowager passed away, he rarely entered the palace. Although the empress dowager and Chen Ying were siblings, he was rarely seen. Chen Ying was very afraid of the palace walls and refused to come by herself. , so the siblings only see each other once every few years.

"How is Chen Rong?"

King Cheng's words were succinct, but Xuanyuanjing understood. He glanced at the carriage and said in a low voice: "The emperor has his own sense of propriety, at most it's just a pain in the flesh."

In this way, King Cheng can feel at ease. That child Chen Rong doesn't want him to urinate, but since it was entrusted by Chen Laoxuan before his death, he can't embarrass a child, but Chen Ying, after all, is thinking about blood and family, and often Thinking about it made him very unhappy.

"Is Uncle Wang free?"

King Cheng waved his hand: "Tomorrow is the Hundred Days Banquet, so everything will be cheap then."

This is the meaning of not wanting to communicate in private, Xuanyuan Jing could only sigh and agreed, but she was a little worried in her heart, the four infants will be present at the hundred-day banquet tomorrow, so don't make any trouble...

He jumped into the carriage, sat on the shaft and refused to go in, Xiao Qi raised his hand and pushed the bamboo hat, looking sideways at him.

Xuanyuanjing knocked on the edge of the bamboo hat, and pressed half of his face under the hat: "Hurry up and drive, my king is covered in dust, I want to take a bath and change clothes."

"Master is tired."

Xuanyuanjing snorted lightly, he was naturally tired, and now he was a little sleepy, but the carriage took a few steps, turned into a shadow and stopped.

He opened his eyelids and looked, only to see Xiao Qi's magnified face, not long after, his body was picked up by the other party and put into the carriage.

"The king wants to sit outside."

Xiao Qi glanced at him silently, and repeated: "Master is tired."

Xuanyuan Jing choked, he thought he was asking himself this question, but it turned out to be an omen.

"Aren't you too courageous recently?"

He stretched out his leg and kicked Xiao Qi, but the other party grabbed his ankle, raised his hand and took off his shoes, and before he could speak, he disappeared, and the carriage started rumbling again. Slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up again, before he regained consciousness, Xiao Qi handed him a post: "Master, it's King Jing."

Xuanyuanjing woke up in a jerk, opened the invitation and took a look, it turned out that Xuanyuanjue also arrived in Liangjing today.

"Couldn't he be trying to burn the boat?"

Xuanyuan Jing was angry that he really dared to make trouble, but also made him overestimate his own strength, despised Xuanyuan Lin, and said with a dark face: "Change clothes, this king is going to enter the palace."

Xiao Qi stopped him: "The emperor already knows."

In fact, as soon as King Jing left the imperial tomb, Xuanyuan Lin got the news.

He invited himself to guard the mausoleum, and he couldn't come out without a call. No matter how he did his activities in private for several years, he remained obediently on the surface.

Now that he came to Liangjing blatantly, it would be too ridiculous to say that it was purely for the Hundred Days Banquet.

Lang Que waited for Xuanyuan Lin to make arrangements in the Daming Palace, but the other party suddenly stood up and pulled Cheng Huan down who was going to climb up on the stool to hang the prayer talisman.

"Just let them do things like this."

But Cheng Huan couldn't stay idle, and besides, they were Xuanyuanlin's children. Although they were of high status, Cheng Huan always felt that they were the fault of himself when he looked at them, so he always felt a little guilty in his heart, and wanted to do something for them.

"Then what do I do?"

He glanced around, the Hundred Days Banquet was organized by Concubine Yuan, and all the things needed for the banquet were sent to Qingfeng Hall, only the things for prayers and petitions were divided among the palaces, and they didn't need to touch the rest of the work. , so Cheng Huan looked around and found nothing.

Xuanyuan Lin took his hand and pulled him to his side, leaning on him as a pillow, Cheng Huan glanced at Lang Que, and pushed him twice secretly, Xuanyuan Lin grabbed his troublesome hand: "Let me deal with it." something serious."

That being said, he refused to put Cheng Huan's hand back, and continued to hold Cheng Huan's hand to play with it. Cheng Huan's hand was itchy when he touched it, and soon his whole body was itchy, as if there were fleas growing on his body, it was so itchy that he sat on it. Standing in trouble, twisting and twisting unconsciously.

Lang Que was a little blind, so he simply looked up at the beams of the roof, and then looked down at the toes on the ground.

Xuanyuan Lin pulled Cheng Huan, who refused to stay in peace, into his arms, and showed him the greeting book in his hand: "Look at how many words you know."

Cheng Huan self-consciously read half of The Peony Pavilion, and he was more or less knowledgeable. He bit his finger and read it seriously.

Xuanyuan Lin raised his head and glanced at Lang Que. Lang Que was overwhelmed by flattery, quickly calmed down, and waited for his order with his ears up.

Xuanyuan Lin frowned and opened his mouth in thought.

"This, Xuanyuan."

Cheng Huan suddenly pointed to Zhezi and said, Xuanyuan Lin's serious face dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously: "I remember these two words very well."

Then, on the invitation booklet, it was written "Chen Xuanyuan Jue Qizuo", Cheng Huan saw these two words almost at a glance.

"I can already write, but it's still a bit ugly. Eunuch Zhang asked me to hold an egg to write. I'm shaking with the pen now. How can I hold an egg."

He glanced at Zhang Jinzhong, saw that he was busy ordering the palace staff to tidy up the bedroom, and ignored him, so he quickly lowered his voice and said: "I know it's a bad idea, but I didn't say it."

Lest the old man come and pull his ears again.

Xuanyuan Lin shook his hand pityingly: "It doesn't matter, I never want you to play with words, if you can serve me well and take care of this Daming Palace, I will be very satisfied."

Cheng Huan curled his lips, thinking, Xuanyuan Lin must think that he is much stupider than Chen Rong, and he can't read at all.

He didn't want to say this anymore, and continued to stare at An Zhezi, Xuanyuan Lin glanced at the top of his head, and then remembered Lang Que: "The order..."

"Is this reading Ann?"

Xuanyuan Lin looked down, raised his hand and touched Cheng Huan's head: "So you already know so many characters."

Cheng Huan was proud of herself, but she refused to say anything, and only said vaguely: "Every day is idle, there must be something to do."

He hoped that Xuanyuan Lin would praise him again, but the other party was silent, and only raised his hand to rub the top of his hair.

Cheng Huan looked over curiously, but Xuanyuan Lin covered his eyes and sighed softly: "Be patient for another two days."

Cheng Huan was a little baffled, why endure it for another two days?

He was confused, and his heart trembled suddenly. Could it be that his intention to leave was noticed by him?What does he mean... acquiescence?

I want to go back, I want to go back, but you forced me back and kept me here for so long, and you let me go when you say I will let you go.

Despise you!

Cheng Huan turned his head away bitterly, refusing to pay any attention to him.

Xuanyuan Lin was in a complicated mood, and didn't pay attention to his emotional changes. Instead, he calmed down his desire to mess with Cheng Huan, and began to talk about serious things.

"Order the guards of the four gates to close the four gates when King Jing enters the palace. No one is allowed to enter or exit."

After the words fell, Lang Que was still looking up and bowing his head, showing no reaction. Xuanyuan Lin was in a good mood recently because Cheng Huan was willing to get close to him as before, and he didn't blame Lang Que for his negligence, so he just coughed hard.

Lang Que came back to his senses with a jerk, and when he looked up, he saw Xuanyuan Lin staring at him with frowning eyebrows, and hurriedly fell to the ground to plead guilty.

"The minister is guilty."

"Forget it, I've been really busy these days, but the guards must not make any mistakes tomorrow, especially this Daming Palace, you have to guard it yourself."

Lang Que hastily accepted the order: "The minister takes the order."

He raised his hand to touch the sweat on his forehead, still thinking about the decree he hadn't heard just now, he quickly gave Zhang Jinzhong a wink, and Zhang Jinzhong sent him out of Daming Palace all the way.

"Is the commander unwell?"

Lang Que smiled wryly and shook his head. It's a taboo to be distracted before the emperor, but he really can't be blamed for what happened just now. The emperor and Cheng Huan are very affectionate. He has been left alone for so long. How could he have imagined that Xuanyuan Lin suddenly brought up serious matters.