I actually knocked King Yan and my CP!

At sunset, He Fu.

As soon as He Yuxuan came back from the imperial hospital, he learned that someone from the palace had been waiting in the mansion.

He went to meet in a hurry, but found that the person was Wang Jinghong, who was drinking tea leisurely in the room with a servant. come something.

Wang Jinghong said with a smile: "This is a new product that has just been created. Long live let the slaves carry it with Mr. He."

He Yuxuan's eyes touched this object, he paced in front of Wang Jinghong's eyes unconsciously, and said hesitantly, "How could Long live send you to send me this thing?" The gun was very delicate, half the size of an ordinary firecracker.

He's not good with a gun.

He Yuxuan shook his head and said: "Giving this gun to me is useless. I haven't been tempered for a long time. When I touch the gun, I will be snatched away." He never thought that he would touch the gun.

Wang Jinghong said with a smile, "My lord, you can't let the slaves go back. Isn't this to make the slaves embarrass Grandpa Long Live?"

He Yuxuan had no choice but to take the gun from Wang Jinghong. Looking at the small appearance, he was a little curious, "I remember that the Ordnance Department has not yet sent such new results."Nowadays, if it is said that it is more popular and commonly used, it is still the fire gun.The guns are relatively large. After He Yuxuan carefully identified them, he felt that this gun is more suitable for assassination or other functions, and it is not suitable for use on the battlefield.

Wang Jinghong is not the person in charge of this matter, logically speaking he can't answer He Yuxuan's words, but Wang Jinghong seemed to remember something, and said with a smile: "I heard that it was Grandpa Long Live who asked Beiping to try to change it to Xiaoqiao. It is easy to carry and hide.” And the most delicate one is now in the hands of He Yuxuan.

The ironworks in Beiping were not merged into the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Industry afterwards, but transferred to private research, and directly linked to the emperor. If it was researched from there, it would be normal for He Yuxuan not to know about it.

He Yuxuan was silent for a while, and then said: "You should talk to your adopted son."

Wang Jinghong smiled lightly, moved lightly to the courtyard, and left after a while.

He Yuxuan looked down at the slender and smooth cold object, and sighed and put it in the drawer.Even if this gun was given to He Yuxuan, it would be a waste.To be honest, He Yuxuan is also very curious about how this small and exquisite gun is made, which is different from the new type of firecracker he originally suggested.It is so small and exquisite, should it be said that craftsmen are really capable under pressure?

Although He Yuxuan was very interested, he was not prepared to disassemble it for inspection, and just yawned lazily, thinking that this matter would be over, but unexpectedly, when He Yuxuan was leaving Fengtian Hall with the early morning crowd, The emperor's personal servant hurriedly stopped He Yuxuan.

"Master He, Grandpa Long Live, please wait at the Martial Arts Field in the future."

Martial arts arena?

He Yuxuan frowned, Weishi at this time...is it really necessary for him to practice?

He thought back to the gun that he had just thrown into the cold palace, and cold sweat rolled down his back. After he received this oral order, He Yuxuan rushed to the palace gate with a bit of a headache, took the small medicine box, and told him to come with him today Ma Han, please bring that gun.

Ma Han didn't say much, and drove the carriage to go.

What troubled He Yuxuan even more was how he was going to bring this gun into the palace. Could it be that the guards who searched at the door would let him in so easily?

He Yuxuan went to work in the Ministry of Industry somewhat half-heartedly.

After sitting for a while, when he was immersed in his affairs, a tall official came in quietly and put a slender package on He Yuxuan's desk.

He Yuxuan glanced distractedly, and the little official immediately explained: "It was sent by the guard just now."

He Yuxuan raised his eyebrows. After thanking the little official, he opened the package, and then covered it again after a few moments of stunned. He didn't expect that it was the guard who brought the gun.It seems that someone has already said hello.

He Yuxuan didn't think too much, and started to deal with the regular affairs of the Ministry of Industry one by one, and let him be lazy in the idle time.

He played with the package that hadn't been rewrapped, sighed with his eyebrows closed, and raised his hand to rub the center of his brows, only to feel a bit of a headache. This is really a troublesome thing.

At this time, there may be a "hard battle" to be fought in the martial arts arena.

……

In the future, there will be a martial arts field.

As soon as He Yuxuan arrived at the martial arts arena, a servant came up and led He Yuxuan to the inner room, and said: "Master He, long live, please change your court clothes first." All of them are neat and close-fitting clothes.

The loose court clothes are inconvenient... He Yuxuan thought silently and desperately, did he really want to drill him? !

He Yuxuan: Long live really has confidence in him.

He Yuxuan picked out the most common outfit at random, and then went around behind the screen to change. He was a little distracted when he tied the rope, wondering how long he would spend in the martial arts arena today?

"Long Live Grandpa—"

He Yuxuan, who was in a trance, heard the sound of kneeling and worshiping outside, shook his head thoughtfully, and speeded up.

After He Yuxuan changed his clothes, he came out from behind the screen and ran into Zhu Di and his party head-on.

Zhu Di changed into his normal clothes, his expression was indifferent, his eyes felt a little warm when he touched He Yuxuan.He had never seen He Yuxuan dressed so neatly before, his lazy temperament disappeared a little, and there seemed to be a little confusion in his brows and eyes, but his gestures were neat and generous, and he was not rigid.

He Yuxuan noticed that Zhu Gaochi and others were following behind Zhu Di. Besides the three sons, He Yuxuan also saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

——Yuan Gong, a fortune teller.

Yuan Gong sneered, his eyes wandered around, but he didn't fall on He Yuxuan.

He Yuxuan glanced at him with a half-smile, it seems that this man was not really thrown into the mine for mining.

"I have seen Long Live." He Yuxuan bowed briefly, Zhu Di nodded in response, and said lightly, "What did Zixu bring?"

He Yuxuan was a little helpless, "Since you gave the order like this, I can only ask Ma Han to go back and get it."

He was calm and did not hide the things that he did not carry with him at first.This is the truth. Carrying such dangerous things with you is actually dangerous for people who don't know anything about it.

Zhu Di's eyebrows moved slightly, with a smile: "If it's not like this, I'm afraid Zixu will forget it in the future."

He Yuxuan frowned and said: "I don't know anything about this, so it's a waste to give such equipment to me."

Zhu Di looked up at the sky outside the window, turned around and said indifferently to the three princes: "You three go to practice separately for now, and I will check how your homework is going later."

After his words fell, the three princes behind him led away, and the room became more spacious.

He Yuxuan stood uncomfortably against the door, he seldom wore such tight clothes.He has always been lazy, and he would look more energetic if he wears a strong outfit, and the sense of restraint would make He Yuxuan uncomfortable. Except for riding a horse when he was young, He Yuxuan never touched him again in the future.

Zhu Di waved his hand, and all the servants staying in the room retreated. He raised his hand and nodded Yuan Gong, "Zixu and this guy should have met before, so there is no need to introduce them."

Yuan Gong was a fat man, and he said helplessly, "Long live, you are partial." His attitude towards He Zixu was far better than him.

Zhu Dihun said indifferently: "Then you go to mine."

Yuan Gong trembled, changed his words in an instant, and nodded solemnly: "I think Long Live now is very good, true." Zhu Di is a person who doesn't like to joke, and if he said the same thing, Yuan Gong didn't want to go to Shanxi to dig coal.

He Yuxuan's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, this Mr. Yuan's speed from the heart is really quite fast.

The two sat down under Zhu Di's signal, and looked at the three princes who were practicing outside under the scorching sun.When He Yuxuan watched from the sidelines, he could clearly see that Zhu Gaoxu's performance in the martial arts arena was indeed the best among the three princes, and Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaosui were among the best.

Zhu Gaochi probably wouldn't be happy with this evaluation. His third brother is much younger than him, but martial arts has never been his forte.

Zhu Di asked lightly: "Zixu, how is the eldest prince's health recently?"

He Yuxuan has been taking care of Zhu Gaochi's body. It is normal for Zhu Di to intervene occasionally. He Yuxuan said: "The symptoms of physical weakness have improved. After taking the medicine for half a year, the medicine can be stopped."

Zhu Gaochi is not only obese and weak, but he also has some foot problems, but it is not serious.When the body is not too obese, it is not obvious to walk. Only when the body was so obese in Peiping back then, did two people even need the support of two people to walk.

Yuan Gong looked at the three princes from a distance, and said casually: "Long live, don't worry, the eldest prince is in good health." Two of them guaranteed Zhu Gaochi to different degrees, and Zhu Di seemed to believe it.

He Yuxuan looked at Zhu Di and said, "I don't know why the Long Live Minister came here?"

Even if we both know each other well, this still has to be a formality, maybe Zhu Di changed his mind temporarily?

Zhu Di looked at He Yuxuan with a half-smile, and his starry eyes lightly looked at He Yuxuan, as if with a slight smile, "Doesn't Zixu really know?"

He Yuxuan smiled wryly and shook his head, "Except for going in and out of the palace, I have people around me."

Zhu Di said lightly: "There is always an emergency, Zixu should not refuse, and come with me." He Yuxuan had a headache, and followed Zhu Di to get up, while Yuan Gong sat obediently in his original position, noticing He Yuxuan looked over and smiled at him.

He Yuxuan: =.=

Zhu Di took He Yuxuan to the other side of the martial arts arena, where it was more secluded.The waiter handed Zhu Di the prepared firecracker. He casually adjusted the barrel of the firecracker, then raised his hand and shot at random. After the gunshot, He Yuxuan squinted at the target in the distance.

Right in the bull's eye.

Zhu Di has practiced martial arts for a long time, although firecrackers and archery are different, they are similar after one or two proficiency.

And this voice also attracted the attention of the three princes who were practicing in the distance, Zhu Gaoxu glanced a little bit breathlessly, still upset about what happened just now.Sui Sui Nian tossed and turned, thinking that He Zixu dared not kneel when he met his father just now!

Zhu Gaosui approached Zhu Gaochi, and said in a low voice, "Second brother, why don't you like Mr. He so much?"

The third prince had very little contact with He Yuxuan, and his impression of him was only that he was a doctor with excellent medical skills, and he was also a doctor who was valued by his father and elder brother.

The third prince has a good relationship with Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaoxu, but perhaps because of their similar age, his relationship with Zhu Gaoxu is closer.

Zhu Gaochi was silent for a while, and then said: "At first it was just friction. Later, your second brother became more and more displeased with Zixu. The more Zixu was valued by his father, the more angry he became..." Zhu Gaochi knew that he was eager for his father's approval On this point, he and Zhu Gaoxu were on the same page, but he had a good relationship with He Yuxuan before that, so naturally he didn't care.

Besides, the emperor didn't know how much the courtiers he valued, so could it be that Zhu Gaochi wanted to bear grudges one by one?

Zhu Gaosui muttered, "Isn't he just an ordinary courtier? If you really don't like it, just punish him once or twice."

Zhu Gaochi shook his head when he heard the words. What he disliked most was this kind of reckless attitude. However, given their status as princes, Zhu Gaosui's words were indeed good, how hard would it be to fiddle with them?

But it turns out that this person is He Zixu.

It's fine if he's an ordinary person, as the second prince, Zhu Gaoxu is so easy to torment someone, but He Yuxuan is a person valued by the emperor, and he was seriously injured and almost died a while ago in order to save him.

No matter how much Zhu Gaoxu dislikes He Yuxuan, it is impossible for him to do anything publicly, unless he really wants to leave a bad name in front of Zhu Di.

Looking at it now, Zhu Di even taught He Yuxuan himself.

When the words came to an end, Zhu Gaochi suddenly froze, and narrowed his eyes to watch the behavior of those two carefully.

In the distance, it is obvious that the emperor is gesticulating with firecrackers, and the handsome doctor beside him is also holding a firecracker, and is practicing shooting under the guidance of Zhu Di.

He Yuxuan had to admit that he was really... very restless.

The firecracker has recoil, and every time it shoots, it will hit He Yuxuan's shoulder fiercely. This kind of force will make He Yuxuan's shoulder sore over time, and what's more annoying is...

Nine out of ten shots miss.

The only hit was when the blind cat met the dead mouse.

After the improvement of Mingtai Zu, the firecrackers have formed three different specifications. The weapons for individual combat are called handguns, but the size is still too thick.Later, some of the modifications provided by He Yuxuan were carefully studied by the Beiping Steel Works, and gradually developed into a relatively slender new type of firecracker.

This new type of firecracker is closer to a kind of matchlock gun. It was called bird gun after its birth. The craftsman made a groove on the outside of the butt, and a snake-shaped rod was installed in the groove to pull the trigger. Soaked Matcha.Soldiers only need to pull the trigger when firing, so that the fire rope can enter the rear end of the disk and ignite it for shooting.Moreover, the craftsmen also tried to improve the buttstock, so that the matchlock gun could be shot against the shoulder.

This kind of arquebus is used in the martial arts arena now, it is lighter than the original pistol, so it will not be too difficult for He Yuxuan to hold it.But although there are more front sights and so on, every time the bird gun is filled, it needs a series of steps to launch, which is extremely troublesome.

Zhu Di occasionally corrected He Yuxuan's posture, and when He Yuxuan picked up the matchlock gun again, he said with a smile: "Then every day at this time, Zixu should come here to practice for half an hour."

He Yuxuan: ...he seemed to have tinnitus just now.

Seeing He Yuxuan's sluggish look, Zhu Di laughed, "Is this a very embarrassing thing?"

After He Yuxuan practiced again, he rubbed his itchy ears and said helplessly, "Long live has overestimated my body." After he had just practiced three times, he couldn't lift his shoulders.

Zhu Di looked at He Yuxuan with his eyes, his eyes fell on his shoulder for a few breaths, and then he looked at the position of the target lightly, "It's like this at the beginning of practice, as long as you get used to it, it won't happen in the future."

Zhu Di was very insistent on this matter. He Yuxuan thought about it, and it would take a lot of effort to refute it, and this matter will be beneficial to him in the future... just practice and practice.

He Yuxuan was acquiesced in this matter, but said: "It's better not to put that gun on your body for the time being, and it's not suitable for you to carry this gun when you enter the palace. If you can encounter anything, it is useless to carry a gun."

Zhu Di nodded.

He Yuxuan breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise, every time He Yuxuan entered the Fengtian Hall every morning, he would have to go around to the military officer and hand the gun to the guard in charge of guarding the weapon... That scene was so picturesque, He Yuxuan couldn't imagine it .

At that time, there must be another uproar.

After Zhu Di watched He Yuxuan practice a few times, he walked to the prince's side with his hands behind his back. He Yuxuan was relieved after feeling the emperor's departure.

No matter how lazy he is, he will still do what he promised, but Zhu Di has been watching from the side, always feeling weird like being stared at by his master when he was young.

He looked up at the new target in the distance, sighed silently, and continued to raise his arm and hold the matchlock gun, trying to hit the target.

...Forget it, as long as you can hit the target today, you will be considered a success.

He Yuxuan began to practice in silence, and the servant next to him was in charge of filling the matchlock, so He Yuxuan would take a short rest at this time, and then loosen his muscles and bones.

"Master He's body still needs more exercise." Yuan Gong's figure suddenly appeared from behind, slightly frightening He Yuxuan.

He turned his head and looked at Yuan Gong who was wearing a Taoist robe, "Mr. Yuan is right, but I am afraid that your body needs to be recuperated." He Yuxuan glanced at Yuan Gong's face and said lightly.

Yuan Gong waved his hand, not caring about it, "Some can be cured, and some are useless. Thank you Lord He for your kindness."

He Yuxuan was silent for a while, wondering if what Yuan Gong said meant what he guessed, but in the end he still didn't ask, but said calmly: "Mr. Yuan just called me Zixu, there's no need to do that."

Yuan Gong laughed and said: "That Zixu can just call me Yuan Gong, but there is no need for Mr. Yuan or something."

The emperors do respect the people they value, and they often call them honorific titles, but most of them are for others to see. After all, sometimes the status of these people depends on how the emperor shows it. If they like it, they can only hide it. Behind the scenes, the liking and valuing are meaningless.

He Yuxuan nodded, accepting this "exchange" condition.

Yuan Gong walked to He Yuxuan's side, took the bird gun from the servant's hand, raised his hand to look at the target in the distance and gestured twice, then let go and handed the bird gun to the servant, "Sure enough, I'm still not suitable for these .”

He Yuxuan smiled wryly, "Of course I'm not suitable either."

Yuan Gong shook his head, "You still need these." His tone seemed a little more serious than before.

He Yuxuan pondered for a moment, then calmly said: "Could it be that you can see something from my face?"

Choking on his own saliva, Yuan Gong touched his chubby stomach helplessly, "Could it be that the old monk Daoyan often speaks ill of me behind my back?" broken.

He Yuxuan frowned slightly, and said with a lazy smile: "You two are really just in the same boat."

Yuan Gong was a little unconvinced, "The old naughty boy has tricked me a few times... Forget it, it is indeed my suggestion to Wansui to arrange more people around you and do more protection."

He Yuxuan: ...

……

Yuan Gong is a strict-mouthed person.

Although what he loves the most is talking nonsense to scare people without revealing the reason at all. After he mentioned that it was his suggestion to let He Yuxuan learn guns, Yuan Gong didn't want to talk anymore, and just watched He Yuxuan practice quietly. .

He Yuxuan was not familiar with Yuan Gong, so he would not force him to answer. After practicing for half an hour full of doubts, his arm seemed to be useless.

Zhu Di looked at He Yuxuan's miserable appearance with his hands behind his back, walked up to He Yuxuan to observe for a while, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Zixu don't want me to give you a massage, go back and let someone from the Tai Hospital do it for you." You knead."

The emperor's sudden approach made He Yuxuan's ears flush, and he calmly turned his head away and replied, "Thank you, Long Live, for your concern."

Zhu Di sneered, he didn't know if he was laughing at He Yuxuan's stubbornness, or because of their indifferent attitude now.After condolences to He Yuxuan, Zhu Di quickly left the martial arts arena.

He Yuxuan's arm was so sore that he was half dead. After returning to the Tai Hospital, he asked the people from the Tai Hospital to help him knead it for a long time. It was only a little better when he went back, but when he went back, he was still in a state of collapse.

Brother Ying watched He Yuxuan being helped down from the carriage by Ma Han, and hurried up to help him: "What's wrong, my lord, did you get injured on the road?" He Yuxuan's tragedy was a bit too much.

Ma Han felt the countless knives from Brother Ying, touched his nose and said, "My lord practiced bows and arrows in the palace and injured his arm."

He Yuxuan said angrily, "It hasn't reached the level of training injuries." Now he just wants to bury himself in the bed, but thinking about going on tomorrow makes his scalp tingle a little.

This is simply torture.

Although Zhu Gaochi looked a little fat, he was able to practice for most of the afternoon with ease. In comparison, He Yuxuan had to admit that his body was indeed weak.

virtual.

Too vain.

So imaginary that He Yuxuan couldn't lift his arms even if he wanted to cry bitterly.

At night, He Yuxuan's arms were still trembling a little. Fortunately, Brother Ying had switched to liquid food, so He Yuxuan could still use a spoon to support himself while eating.Maybe it was really too tired that day, He Yuxuan forced himself to take a bath and fell asleep in the soft quilt.

After Yingge noticed that there was no movement in the house, he quietly came in to check, then quietly extinguished the candlelight, and then closed the door.

……

Inside the small black house.

The pain outside did not appear in the small black room. He Yuxuan stretched lazily, then yawned and opened the fan, intending to see what it was before making plans.

[Warning——If there is another big change in history, the little black house will enter an irreversible upgrade, and the situation after the upgrade is unknown. 】

Xiao Heiwu suddenly issued an inexplicable warning while He Yuxuan was reading the article.

He Yuxuan raised his eyebrows, what does this upgrade mean... Upgraded because of historical changes?But how does He Yuxuan know what is official history?

Although some of these doujin will indeed be marked as doujin, but if you want to write doujin, there will still be some subtle changes. This is what He Yuxuan felt after reading dozens of so-called doujin dramas.

Everyone uses the same history, but they all have their own writing styles. Although they are generally the same, there are always some subtle differences.Judging from the so-called change that would cause an uproar, it hardly means that the fan is not credible at all.Although He Yuxuan did create a lot of things according to what his colleagues had described, but... who can really tell him that those are the real history, and those are made up?

After all, if you tell too many lies, it is easy to spread falsehoods. How can these deeds be confirmed? Who can know?

Xiao Heiwu would definitely not tell He Yuxuan.

If he could tell He Yuxuan the official history directly, this matter would not be so complicated.

He Yuxuan didn't ask Xiao Heiwu what the upgrade was about, it was already an established fact, and it was useless to ask.Unless he really touches that boundary, and... the last time he shortened the battle of Jingnan from four years to one and a half years, although He Yuxuan didn't want to admit that it was all due to him, it might be like a butterfly effect , always played a role.This kind of thing happened again... He Yuxuan didn't quite believe that he could do it.

——"After death, you will know how wide the world is"

The name of this fanfic shows the beginning of the tragedy.

He Yuxuan didn't often see the content of tragedies. I don't know if it was because Xiao Heiwu specially selected them, or because there were few such tragedies among the two of them.

...Wait, He Yuxuan suddenly froze,

When did he start, he is already so familiar with this cp, even accepted it a bit too much?

【...He Yuxuan is Zhu Di's subordinate, this established fact has never changed from birth to death.He Yuxuan is like a remnant soul wandering in the world, walking through the splendid rivers and mountains, seeing the vast ocean, seeing the vast sky, and staying in the desert and the setting sun... After traveling thousands of miles, He Yuxuan no longer only sees that small world in his eyes. 】

He Yuxuan: You don't love me and I don't love you. In the end we are still lingering. We are together.

There are so many stories like this, if it wasn't for this fanfic, one of them was He Yuxuan himself, it wouldn't be worth paying attention to.

He Yuxuan brushed over the content of the article with his fingertips, his slightly frowning brows seemed to be full of confusion, and he said in a low voice: "I don't understand..."

Why are there so many people writing about their fanfic?

At first, He Yuxuan wondered if it was created casually by the little black house, and it also has this ability based on its appearance, but it is still different after all. He Yuxuan can tell whether it was written by a human being. , that is probably all the words that are flat and straight to the extreme.

According to the words and sentences occasionally revealed by the little black house, is it possible that these were really written by later generations?

If it is really the so-called later life, then why have they been entangled in the relationship between the two of them... mentioned in the official history?It was Ye Shi who tried to exaggerate... He Yuxuan pressed his fingers slightly against his lips, and his eyes moved with some doubts.

Little did they know that the truth was approaching.

【... If love can cover everything, then love is really fearless; but after all, love is not everything, and there is always something more important than it.When it is the turn, that is when love needs to avoid.Like death, that's a good ending. 】

He Yuxuan frowned, the He Yuxuan in this article actually committed suicide?

He would never do such a thing.

He Yuxuan is not afraid of death, but it doesn't mean that he will die rashly when he can survive... He will only persuade himself to let nature take its course, and then throw it aside indifferently.

He Yuxuan finally finished reading this article, which is well written, but from the beginning to the end, it reveals subtle OOC colleagues.

He rubbed his hair annoyed, he might as well have let the little black room to study in the first place, and now he was thinking about a bunch of messy things... With this muttering, He Yuxuan fell asleep in a trance.

……

He Yuxuan began to appear frequently in the martial arts arena.Although he had to ask his colleagues who know how to massage to give him a hard time after returning home every day, He Yuxuan was so exhausted that he had to sigh that it was really a hard job.

Zhu Di seldom appeared, often for a very short time, but He Yuxuan could still feel the faint sight, which often troubled him a bit.

The emperor deliberately let him appear at this time. Apart from He Yuxuan's safety, He Yuxuan also had some vague guesses.

Zhu Di wouldn't do anything aimless, his eyes fell on the three princes in the distance...especially Zhu Gaoxu.

Zhu Di used him as a tester, and he was still sure that He Yuxuan could guess what he meant. Aren't he afraid that he would rebel?

He Yuxuan laughed, looked down at the familiar gun body in his hand and sighed.

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