Someone always wants me to be a courtier [Rebirth]

Chapter 46

Su Yuan glanced at the direction of the sound in surprise.

After seeing clearly that it was Xie Qi who spoke, he pulled away Xie Yuan's little hand that was still pulling his sleeve in a small arc, and said, "Return to Your Majesty, my father, Duke Ding Su Yanlian."

The Su family was well-educated, and even a small child behaved well in his words and deeds, which made Xie Qi, who was just asking casually, stunned for a moment.

Su Yanlian's eldest son...

"Ninth brother likes Duke Ding's son very much?" Xie Qi looked away, restraining himself from looking at the immature face that was somewhat similar to Su Yanzhao.

"En!" Xie Yuan nodded his head heavily, reaching out to reach Su Yuan's sleeve, and frowned aggrieved after being avoided by the other party without a trace.

That look was too wronged, Su Yuan didn't care about Xie Qi's presence, leaned over and whispered in his ear; "I'll just accompany you back to the palace later."

The little prince, who was still pouting just now, suddenly smiled, making the princes and heirs standing around feel overwhelmed.

Xie Qi looked at this scene with great interest.

When he had finished muttering for a while and stopped talking, he smiled and took a sip of his tea, and said casually, "Two waiters, it seems that one of them has been settled. There is another one, Brother Nine, see if there is one he likes." ?"

As soon as this remark came out, Xie Yi was even more delighted, but Su Yuan pursed his lips and restrained his mind.

Before entering the palace, he had been earnestly warned that although the prince's attendance at school was a good job, it could be determined when.

Just like his uncle, it is naturally a profitable business to win the orthodox throne and then go straight to the top.

In the second class, the prince himself is in an ordinary situation, which is of no benefit to the nobles of the family.

But if you meet someone who is not good, and the family has no progress, maybe you have to find something to get in.

As Xie Yu's attendant, it is obvious that the latter two are more likely.

Firstly, when Xie Qi was at the peak of his spring and autumn, it is conservatively estimated that he can last for decades, and secondly, Xie Yu himself is at an awkward age. Even if Xie Qi has some bad things, the possibility of him taking the power to assist the government is extremely slim.

His father once told him that everything is up to him to decide, if he is chosen but unwilling, just tell him bluntly, the boss will definitely understand.

but……

Glancing at the corner of Xie Yi's mouth that was grinning almost to the ear, Su Yuan smiled, and reached out to hold the right hand outside the child's sleeve.

He would love to.

Minghui Mountain Resort.

Late at night.

After changing the flickering lamp on the table for the second time, Su Yanzhao put down his pen, stood up, and looked out the window into the dark unknown.

Minghui Mountain Villa is not far from Jinling, and it only takes half a day's journey at a fast pace. The transportation of memorials is very convenient.

The little emperor is not yet old enough to be in charge, although the government affairs of the court and China have already started to be dealt with, most of them still have to go through his desk.

Thinking of Xie Qi, he couldn't help sighing again.

Bypassing the desk case, walked to the main hall door, and gently pushed open the wooden door.

The Minghui Villa was originally built by the Ministry of Industry. After Wenzong granted him permission to live there for a long time, the number of people from the Xie family gradually decreased.

In this courtyard where he was used to living all the year round, the plaque hanging high in the main hall was written by him himself.

Meditation.

When he was young, everyone in the literary world praised his fresh and elegant calligraphy, and he was also very proud of it. The one in front of him is a proud work written with meditation.

But looking at it now, it seems completely ironic.

meditation?Whose heart is quiet, his or Xie Qi's?

After a long time, there was a mocking chuckle in the silent air, Su Yanzhao turned and walked out the door.

The corridor of the villa is long and secluded, and after turning two corners, one arrives at an empty place.

The midnight wind suddenly picked up, blowing the small candles in the red lanterns hanging in the nearby corridor flickering, flickering and dimming.

Raindrops fell suddenly.

At first, it was just a few or two drops, and then like catkins all over the sky, it fluttered and fell all over the body.

When Xiao Che rushed over with the cloak in his hand, Su Yanzhao happened to be walking towards the corridor, his steps were barely noticeable three minutes faster than usual, and most of the thin clothes on his body were already wet.

With a low curse, he quickly stepped forward and put the cloak on someone, and pulled him towards the small courtyard.

Xiao Che originally thought that he had come quickly enough, but he did not expect that he still overestimated the strength of Su Yanzhao's body.

That night, Su Yanzhao, who had changed into dry clothes after bathing, still developed a high fever. His body, which had always been cool, was scorching hot, and his normally fair cheeks were stained crimson.

Almost at the same time as the entire Minghui Villa was jumping up and down, the small door in the corner opened quietly, and someone led the horse and galloped towards Jinling at high speed.

When Xie Qi received the secret report, he was drinking tea and watching the two children practicing calligraphy.

There are always two prince attendants, but after Xie Yi picked Su Yuan that day, he shook his head and refused to pick again.

Xie Qi asked twice and saw that he insisted, so he let him go

Xie Yi's handwriting is actually far inferior to Su Yuan's.

Like Xie Qi, it was all caused by the delay of his father and brother.Both Ruizong and Muzong had been in power for a short time, and Xie Qi himself was even more overwhelmed. Changing the throne was troublesome, not to mention changing people over and over again.

After coming and going, Xie Yu, who was eight years old and hadn't left the cabinet to study, really didn't have any enlightenment at all. He only had a good eye for etiquette and rules, and he didn't know anything about poetry, history and so on.

Su Yuan practiced by himself at the beginning, but later he couldn't see it, so he simply took Xie Yu's hand and taught him how to use the brush, but he looked like a teacher at a young age.

What's rare is that Xie Yi, who has been spoiled by thousands of petites since childhood, can also rely on his obedient temper, and even improved a little in the morning.

If Su Yanzhao can teach him calligraphy by hand, everything will be worth it...

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Yun Yi break the curtain and come in from the outside, walked quickly to his side and said something in his ear.

"Is this true?" Xie Qi frowned in surprise.

"The news that just came back from the villa is undeniable." Yun Yi glanced at Su Yuan who was still staring at Xie Huang seriously, and lowered his voice a bit.

It's only been a few days of hard work, and he can make himself sick for life?

Xie Qi was so anxious that he almost wanted to run out of the palace immediately, half of his body shifted, but he sat back silently.

How would you explain what you heard from?

The memory of Xi Rong's marriage was still fresh and hot, and he still didn't know what kind of impression he had in that person's mind, so he wanted to get together again?

After a while, he whispered to Yun Yi, "Send all the senior imperial physicians in the imperial hospital there, and say that I sympathize with Su Xiang's frailty and send them to him for peace."

After all, even though his heart was still anxious, Xie Qi smiled wryly and shook his head.

It's deceitful, but I have to do it.

Night fell again.

Xie Qi lay on his back on the bed in Yong'an Palace, unable to close his eyes for a while.

It was a rainy season, and just like last night, there was a faint ticking of rain outside the window.

Under the heavy curtains, even a torrential rain like a waterfall is like a breeze, but today, it is extremely harsh to my ears.

The dragon bed is spacious, even grown men can roll around on it, Xie Qi has always been very satisfied with this, but now he feels an extremely spacious feeling.

He couldn't help but think about Su Yanzhao.

He knew that the man was always weak and sick, and it was not a big deal to get sick due to the frequent rain in spring, and there were all kinds of medicinal materials in the summer resort, so there was no need to worry about it.

But he wanted to be with that person, he wanted to take care of him personally, he wanted to watch his condition get better day by day until he recovered, and he wanted to do too many things with him.

Xie Qi suddenly turned over and sat up.

The sudden sound on the bed startled Yun Yi who was watching the night. He rubbed his eyes and struggled to stand up, hesitantly asked, "Your Majesty?"

Xie Qi put on his robe and said, "You don't need to inform the Imperial Supervisor, just tell Yun Shu to prepare the chariots and horses. I'm going to Minghui Mountain Resort."

"Now?" Yun Yi opened his eyes wide and asked in disbelief.

"What do you think?" Xie Qi didn't even give him a look, but asked lightly.

In Su Yanzhao's absence, Xie Qi's words in Jinling are the most effective. The commander of the imperial army couldn't bear the coercion of his majesty, so he immediately opened the small door for emergency entry and exit, and let everyone leave the palace city in the middle of the night.

By the time Xie Qi rushed to Minghui Villa overnight, it was already dawn.

After showing the access token, he walked all the way to the gate of the small courtyard where Su Yanzhao lived.Xie Qi, who was galloping all the way without getting tired, suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the doorpost, and gave a low cough.

He waved his hand to signal to Yun who was following behind him not to mind, he reached out and knocked on the wooden door, and before he could respond, he pushed the door open and entered.

Xiao Che was guarding beside Su Yanzhao's bed.

The person on the bed had a fever all night, and just fell asleep after taking the medicine. The crimson cheeks had returned to their usual color, but the body temperature had not completely dissipated.

"How's Jingzhi?" Xie Qi asked impatiently, before he had time to worry about the past.

Jingzhi?

Xiao Che glanced at Xie Qi rather unkindly, and replied after a while; "The doctor in the villa has diagnosed the pulse and prescribed a prescription, and now the fever has subsided by most, and he said that there is nothing serious;" With all the drenched clothes on his body, Qi continued, "Seventh Young Master came here exhausted at night, it's better to change clothes first."

Xie Qixuan's heart suddenly sank all night, knowing that Xiao Che couldn't get much good for him here, he nodded when he heard the words, and took another look at Su Yanzhao who was still asleep, and walked out step by step.

Xiao Che watched him walk out the door, and when the wooden door was closed again, he silently withdrew his gaze.

After a few breaths of time, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and a few exclamations came from my ears.

For no reason, my head, which had been hurting all night, started to hurt again.

The author has something to say: Xie Qi [Pinch fist: I want to share weal and woe with Cheng.

Su Xiang [laughs: Like getting sick together?

Xie Qi; Actually Jing Zhi, don't you think we are destined? !

Thanks to Yuren and Ai Cao Weiyang for the nutrient solution~

yah~