[Ming Dynasty] I seem to know too much

What does it feel like?

Jiao Shizhi tilted his head, as if he had some doubts about this question.The breath of winter floated in the air, bitter and cold.In the thin sunlight, there are fine floating and sinking, gently and slowly swirling, and the picture of a long time ago suddenly appeared in the mind, it was when Mrs. Gong was still there.

It was an equally cold winter day, but the atmosphere in the Jiao Mansion was even colder. Jiao Jun and Mrs. Gong left the mansion angrily after a big fight, while his mother sat in the courtyard with him in her arms, watching the scenery quietly. .The snow was heavy that year, but it was also beautiful. It fell from the sky eloquently, and snow-white flowers covered every corner of the courtyard.

The little Jiao Shizhi broke free from his mother's arms with a cheer, and ran into the snow with a long sword about the same size as him, leaving behind a string of small footprints.

He remembered that he danced his sword in the snow.

Stumbling, messy.However, Mrs. Gong smiled, her brows and eyes were curved, she was a very beautiful woman.

He still remembered that his mother beckoned to him, and then danced a sword for him in the courtyard, her graceful posture was like a beautiful dancer, and the long sword in her hand carried an undisguised evil spirit, like a beautiful but piercing plant. flower.Gong Shi is very beautiful, and she warned him gently, "Sword moves can be beautiful, but they can't just be beautiful."

The picture that had been lost in memory for a long time reappeared in his mind, and it overlapped with the prince looking at Xiaohu calmly in front of him, creating a blurred illusion.

"How does it feel?" Jiao Shizhi heard his own voice, as flat and smooth as the strings of a violin.

"I saw the flower shelf." Zhu Houzhao showed a mysterious smile, he turned his head and looked at Jiao Shizhi quietly, his eyes were bright and dazzling as if twinkling morning stars, as naughty as if he had discovered a hidden treasure hidden in a big secret picture.

There are flower shelves, so, where are the flowers?

Jiao Shizhi's eyes widened, his usual calm face showed a bit of bewilderment, he blinked bluntly, opened and closed his mouth twice, as if he wanted to say something, the prince suddenly stood up and clapped his hands, as always Looking at Jiao Shizhi with a smile like that, "Shizhi, we've finished watching the fun stuff, let's go." Jiao Shizhi's dark eyes were somewhat surprised and somewhat confused, as if an unknown corner had been captured. A foot that didn't know the severity stepped on it a few times, and before the owner could protest, it slipped away quietly, typical of killing and not burying.

Zhu Houzhao opened the door directly, and there were more than a dozen shivering people standing outside the door. It was snowing heavily outside the house, and the temperature suddenly dropped, making the teeth of the people who were kicked out chatter.The prince tilted his head and pointed to the little tiger inside the door, and said calmly, "This little tiger, I only want it to live." He quietly glanced at Liu Hai and said, "Don't die." This word was as gentle as a whisper, but Liu Hai couldn't help shivering.

It's really cold here.

Behind the prince was Jiao Shizhi with a calm face, and the two came out one after the other.The prince was finally willing to condescend to take a seat and drive the car, Jiao Shizhi stood by, and the group returned to the East Palace like this, and the rest of the day was as peaceful as ever.

At night, the bright moon is in the sky, the bright light of the moon covers the bright stars, and the snow-capped courtyard is covered with silver-white moonlight.Facing the moonlight, Jiao Shizhi stepped back on the snow, and a few snowflakes fell on his shoulders, which quickly melted away.

Going back to the house, he went straight into the room on the right, and the familiar breath permeated his heart. The servant in charge of this room had already grasped the time for Jiao Shizhi to go back and forth, and prepared charcoal fire and spices in the room early. Go on guard.Jiao Shizhi took off his bodyguard uniform, changed into normal clothes, put the long sword he was wearing on the table, and sat down gently by the table, holding a pot of brewed tea in his hand, but did not make any movement .

Today, the prince did take him to see something interesting, so fun that he wanted to cut the prince open to see if the belly was black?Well, you don't need to cut it open to know that the prince is indeed a black belly.Putting the teapot on the table casually, Jiao Shizhi reached out and touched the scabbard, his fingertips trembled slightly, feeling the fatal temptation.

Touching it inch by inch, it was an extremely familiar touch.

Nine years have passed since he got this sword at the age of five.

The five-year-old Jiao Shizhi was holding a long sword and waving it wildly. The scabbard was thrown under his feet, and the blade was sharp.

The 14-year-old Jiao Shizhi, holding a sheathed sword, is as boring as an old man in his decades. He follows the prince every day, chattering, occasionally uttering shocking words, calm as stagnant water.

Calm... It's just a teenager, who is really as quiet as water like an old man?

Like a cat, Jiao Shizhi rubbed his face vigorously, walked out of the room with his sword, and stood in the small space in the courtyard facing the snow for a while... The wind was so strong that he seemed to hear the ice breaking. the sound of.

The young man stood in a daze for a moment, and slowly, little by little, he showed a lively and bright smile, even the fringes of his brows were filled with wantonness that had nowhere to rest.

With a slight movement of the wrist, the person has already disappeared in place, and the snowflakes are fluttering, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger.In this rare snow scene, there is a person dancing with the snow, the sword is so fierce that it pierces through the sky, piercing the Changhong, it is so sharp that it will break the air, the determination is unstoppable, and the momentum is like a rainbow!

In the main hall of the East Palace, the little prince who was immersed in sleep seemed to have a wonderful dream, with a sweetness in the corner of his mouth, he turned over and fell asleep again.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiao Shizhi took the burden and went straight to change his badge, and then left the palace according to the rules.Zhu Houzhao, who got up later, wasted no time, and the servant sent to call for someone only trembled and brought an envelope.

Zhu Houzhao, who had just put on his clothes and clothes, raised his eyebrows, took the envelope, opened his mouth, and poured out the contents.Falling into the palm is a note, writing——

Listen to a song of Junge today, let's drink for the time being to keep the spirit alive!

Standing behind the crown prince, Liu Jin took a careful look. The handwriting was Jiao Shizhi's. It looked the same, except that the edges were slightly scribbled, as if the owner had written it in a hurry.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The prince suddenly laughed loudly, very carefree, tore up the note and scattered it all over the floor, and the envelope also wobbled down on the table.The palace people in the palace were all taken aback by the prince, Liu Jin and others looked at the prince's face and were extremely happy.

Liu Jin pondered, does this have anything to do with Guard Jiao leaving without saying goodbye today?With Jiao Shizhi's character, this is not right!Why is His Royal Highness so happy?

But Jiao Shizhi, who came out of the palace gate, was not quite used to the heavy traffic outside the palace.

The palace is always quiet, even the East Palace is far quieter than outside the palace.With fewer people, there will be less popularity, and the lively scene still needs more people to be piled up.

Since Jiao Shizhi entered the palace, he had lost contact with the Jiao family. Originally, with his position, it was more convenient for him to contact outside the palace, but he and the Jiao family fell into a strange stalemate. That may exist.But of course it's impossible not to go home after Chinese New Year, and Jiao Shizhi didn't notify the people from Jiao's residence to pick him up, so it seemed that he could only walk on his own two feet.

Jiao Shizhi was not in a hurry, and walked slowly along the street, being attracted by street stalls from time to time, and when he finally arrived at the gate of Jiao Mansion, he had another small bag in his hand.

The two stone lions in front of Jiao's mansion were half covered by snow, and there were servants cleaning the door. Two of them caught sight of Jiao Shizhi from the corner of their eyes, and after a moment of froze, they suddenly said in unison, "Young master is back!"

These two voices made the front of the Jiao Mansion fall into a strange calm, and the atmosphere was a little weird.Jiao Shizhi seemed not aware of it, and said calmly, "Aren't you going to open the door after you're done calling?"

A few doorkeepers who were stunned at the door hurriedly opened the door, watching the eldest son of the Jiao family slowly step into the Jiao mansion and disappear from their sight.After Jiao Shizhi left, such an eerie calm lasted only for a moment, and the members of Jiao's family, who came back to their senses, looked at each other and started discussing.

The news of Jiao's eldest son's return immediately swept through the entire Jiao family like wind and clouds. Before Jiao Shizhi came to the main courtyard, Yang already knew the news.At that time, she was making small clothes for the baby in her womb. When she heard about this, she immediately poked a small hole in her thumb. It was inconspicuous but painful.

She showed a peaceful smile bit by bit, nodded to the maid who served her closely and said: "Since the eldest son is back, hurry up and send someone to notify the master. There is also the eldest son's yard that needs to be tidied up. Isn’t that bookboy still guarding the yard? Send someone to tell me, and give orders to the kitchen as well, so you should be quicker.” In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Yang arranged all the places in a very neat and orderly manner.

"Yes, ma'am." The fourteen or fifteen-year-old maid nodded quietly, and immediately backed out.

Sitting alone in the house, Mrs. Yang put down her little clothes, her eyes fell on the blood-stained corner of her clothes, and her face was slightly distorted.

"Huaqi, take this thing and burn it."

The maid guarding the door hastily lifted the thick curtain, picked up the shattered cloth on the ground, and quietly retreated out.With a smile at the corner of Yang's mouth behind him, he picked up a pattern again and looked at it carefully, his right hand rested silently on the protruding abdomen, rubbing it ceaselessly.

Jiao Shizhi saluted outside the main courtyard, and then went directly back to his own courtyard. Liu Fang, who got the news, rushed forward crying, making Jiao Shizhi dodge away with a dazed expression, "This picture of you Does it look like you have been abused and waited for me to avenge you?" Otherwise, why such a longing look?

Liu Fang wiped her face, and jumped up angrily, "When will the young master make fun of people, the little one is obviously crying with joy!"

Jiao Shizhi raised his eyebrows, threw the small bundle in his hand on Liu Fang, and said with a smile: "Liu Fang, Liu Fang, you will also say that you are crying with joy. It seems that you have not forgotten all these things during this time."

"Young Master, what is this?" Liu Fang looked at the heavy little bundle in her hand suspiciously, and asked the young master who had already entered the house, could it be money?

Jiao Shizhi's voice came from afar, "How many people are left in the courtyard, let's divide up the things."

Liu Fang was taken aback, opened the package in twos and twos, and looked at the bits and pieces inside in a daze. Is this a gift from the young master? !He suddenly turned his head to look at Jiao Shizhi who was in the main room, with a blank expression on his face, why... is there something different, young master?