long head song

In the middle of winter, Jiankang ushered in the first snow.

There are two drums in the night, and the voices of Taicheng people are silent.Yu Wenche rubbed his fingertips vigorously, the candle flickered like a ghost.

"Just now... was that thunder?"

Xie Lun stepped forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, it's snowing."

Yu Wenche was surprised, and immediately sighed, "It's snowing."

It also snows in Jiangnan.

But the snow in Jiangnan is different from that in Saibei.The snow in Xiliang is violent, like a knife, cutting people's eyes hard.Yu Wenche's biological mother came from a humble background, and even this son was not pleased, and was sent to various countries as hostages since he was a child.The prairie was white after the snow, and he was sitting on a horse, trudging through the snow with difficulty—the mother’s cries were blown away by the wind, and when Yu Wenche finally returned to his hometown more than ten years later, his mother had already passed away and was buried in the prairie according to the custom In a remote corner, not even a low tomb remained.

As Yu Wenche walked out of the Tai Chi Hall, Xie Lun walked briskly and woke up a few sleepy servants. "Just lazy!" The young man was full of energy, "Stand up! All day long, eat and be lazy..."

The sky was gloomy, with a red glow in the northwest corner.The fine snowflakes rushed towards his face, Yu Wenche shuddered, and a high-pitched voice sounded from behind, "Your Majesty." Cheng Qing, the chief supervisor, held a fox fur coat respectfully, "It's too cold, why don't you wear it? If it’s too thin, let’s put it on.”

After Yu Wenche entered Zhutai City, he dismissed most of the servants and court ladies.He is not yet married, not even a concubine.Only the emperor lived alone in the huge palace city. At that time, several important ministers suggested that at least marry an empress first, and then wait until March to draft female candidates to enrich the inner court.Since Yu Wenche had just ascended the throne, he didn't have that kind of thought, so he delayed again and again.Although he admired the culture of Qi, he hated the extravagance and lust of the former Qi.In particular, this city is magnificent and magnificent, and I don't know how much people's fat and people's anointing have been used.Now that the national treasury is empty, it is even more important to be frugal.Yesterday there was another petitioner, urging him to choose a concubine as soon as possible, but Yu Wenche directly rejected it.

The fox fur is light and warm, and Yu Wenche smells a vaguely sweet fragrance. "Where did you find this?"

Cheng Qing said, "Curry."

"From now on, don't smell these incenses on my clothes." Yu Wenche waved his hand, "Go down and rest."

Cheng Qing is the servant left behind by Qian Qi.He didn't want to leave Taicheng, he argued that he was old, he had no relatives or reasons outside, and he was waiting to die when he left the palace, so he brought a group of elderly palace servants to kneel outside the Tai Chi Hall and begged bitterly.Yu Wenche ordered someone to check his details, and found that he had served King Su before.After King Su died of illness, he returned to the palace to serve as an envoy.So he was left behind.Cheng Qing was reticent, but his hands and feet were quick and he had a wink. "Your Majesty, it's getting late, and you have to go to court tomorrow, why don't you rest first."

"Forget it." Yu Wenche nodded.The air was cold, and he exhaled clouds of white air as he spoke.He is now living in the Nuan Pavilion in the west wing of the Taiji Hall, and it is very convenient for him to handle official duties.Cheng Qing followed behind, beckoning, and a few servants retreated quietly, and after a while brought hot water and other things like flowing water, obviously much more skilled than the group of little yellow men in the palace.

After Yu Wenche washed up, he sat on the couch, watched Cheng Qing take out the stove from the quilt, and suddenly said, "Is there any movement over there?"

Cheng Qing showed a joyful smile, "Your Highness, he is asleep. Today is a very good day. I ate two meals and took the medicine."

Yu Wenche regained consciousness, "That's good."

On the eve before the army entered Jiankang City, Chen Wangzhi's high fever finally subsided slowly.

However, when he woke up, he became a fool.He shook his head when he was asked, but he would only say that he was hungry, and when asked his name and where his home was, he would just shake his head.

"Do you know me?" Yu Wenche asked and ran to see him, before he had time to put on his shoes, Chen Wangzhi looked at him with confused and empty eyes, and said softly, "I don't know."

"Then, do you know him?" Yu Wenche pulled Shen Changping and hurriedly asked, but Chen Wangzhi still shook his head and bit his finger, "I don't know him."

I don't know anyone, and I can't remember anything.Zhang Shicheng was diagnosed again and again, saying that the high fever may have caused amnesia.Like madness, maybe it is the body's natural protection, erasing some of his painful memories.

"Then what should we do?" Shen Changping turned around in a hurry, "Yesterday you knew me! As soon as you open your eyes today, you will!"

"Do you really not remember?" Yu Wenche sat beside Chen Wangzhi, gritted his teeth, and ordered milk and pastries to be delivered.Chen Wangzhi said, "I don't remember." Taking a few sips of milk, he drank it all, licked his lips, and said with a frown, "It's bitter."

Yu Wenche said, "Okay, if you don't remember, don't remember."

Chen Wangzhi raised his head and touched the messy short hair beside his ears, "Do I know you?"

"you know."

"Why, my hair is so short?"

"You were sick and needed medicine, so I cut off your hair."

Chen Wangzhi wrinkled his nose aggrieved, "How can my hair grow back like this?"

Yu Wenche had never seen Chen Wangzhi's expression before, neither had Shen Changping, you two looked at me, I looked at you, Chen Wangzhi said again, "I'm very hungry, can I eat that piece of sugar cake?"

Yu Wenche brought Chen Wangzhi back to Taicheng, and initially placed him in the East Chamber.Later, someone cleaned a pavilion by the Taiye Pool for him to live alone.When Cheng Qing saw Chen Wangzhi, he was ecstatic and lay down on the ground to hug his calf.Where did Chen Wangzhi remember such a servant, who hid behind Yu Wenche in panic, and said repeatedly, "Who are you? I don't know you."

Cheng Qing cried bitterly, "Why doesn't Your Highness know me anymore? This minister is Cheng Qing!"

Chen Wangzhi shook his head, "I don't know you, I don't know you."

Yu Wenche helped Cheng Qing up, "He is sick, no one remembers it. He doesn't even know who he is."

Cheng Qing wept, "I thought that I could meet His Highness only by going to the underworld, but I never thought that this day will come!" Turning from worry to joy, he knelt down and kowtowed to Yu Wenche, thanking him for saving King Su's life.Since then, the service has become more and more diligent.Yu Wenche usually didn't need a servant, so he sent him to serve Chen Wangzhi.However, Chen Wangzhi was frightened by Cheng Qing's actions that day, and said nothing about him.So Cheng Qing was still around Yu Wenche, and only went to Taiye Pool to greet him every day.

"Your Highness asked at night, why didn't His Majesty go to see him?" Cheng Qing said.

Yu Wenche smiled, took a hand stove and hugged it in his arms, "Is there enough charcoal on his side?"

"Enough is enough. In this city, only the Lord and His Highness are watching. No matter how hard the charcoal fire burns, the charcoal fire can't be burned out." Cheng Qing observed his words and looked at his expression, and smiled apologetically, "That's right, Your Majesty hasn't seen His Highness Su Wang for a long time. Woolen cloth."

"I'm busy with official duties, I'll go when I'm free." Yu Wenche said.

"Yes, Your Majesty works hard every day. I will go back to Your Highness tomorrow." Cheng Qing drew down the curtain, and Yu Wenche said, "Cheng Qing, he... really mentioned me?"

Cheng Qingdao, "How dare I lie to your majesty? Your Highness has asked me several times."

Yu Wenche said, "Okay." After extinguishing the candle, he lay in the dark with mixed emotions in his heart.Chen Wangzhi wanted to see him, why didn't he want to see him?But how to meet...

He actually hesitated.

It was clear after the snow, and Yu Wenche waited quietly behind the willow tree by the roadside.

The crisp sound of horseshoes broke the silence.Chen Wangzhi was riding on a steed, wearing a snow-white fur suit, which made his appearance even more peerless. "Yu Wenche," he got off his horse, "what are you doing hiding there?"

Yu Wenche said, "I beat the fox and gave you clothes."

Chen Wangzhi smiled faintly, "I don't want your fox."

Yu Wenche was disappointed, "I know you have fox fur clothes, I have nothing else to give you, only this fox."

Chen Wangzhi took his hand, "Your hand is so warm."

Yu Wenche took him into his arms, hugged him tightly, and kissed his fair forehead, "... I knew, I knew... If I knew you were like this, I should have asked your father first to promise you to me." I."

Chen Wangzhi leaned firmly in Yu Wenche's arms, and gave a barely audible hum.