Brocade without a knife

Xiao Xun quickly reacted, with a look of loneliness on his face: "In the past, before... I lived with my adoptive father and adoptive mother, and then they passed away, and I was alone..."

With a dazed look on He Si's face, he quickly apologized guiltily: "It's the lower officials who talk too much, and this wonderful New Year's Eve has made the nobleman sad."

Xiao Xun shook his head like a rattle, and hurriedly said: "No! I am very happy that Palm is willing to talk to me more. Besides, it was a long time ago..."

He Si still had a face full of shame, and kept watching the boy's expression without showing any trace, his lips moved just as he was about to speak.

Laifu rushed out of the hall in a hurry: "Master Governor! Your Majesty is calling for you!"

Xiao Xun was startled, then lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Then I'll go first," he raised his head after he finished speaking, and quickly whispered to He Si with a bit of shyness, "Happy New Year with the palm print. "

After speaking, he hurriedly pulled down the hood and walked into the soft snow. The lonely figure looked a little pitiful and lonely.

He Si didn't enter the hall right away, but stood on the high steps, condescendingly looking down at the boy's back gradually disappearing in the wind and snow.He suddenly asked without thinking: "What do you think this nobleman looks like?"

Lai Fu let out a blank "Ah" and couldn't figure out what He Si meant: "The governor is asking me, my slave?"

He Si ignored him, but walked into the hall with a strange smile, and said to himself, "It's really a little fox who can only win people's sympathy."

He is not of the same breed as the stupid puppy he raised at home, and he doesn't know which of the two brothers is more like the late emperor.

Time passed quickly, and when the palace lanterns first rose, the drums of the Yanying Hall sounded on time. The bell rang three times here, and the drums rang three times in the harem. The year of the Great Yan Dynasty's transition from the old to the new finally passed slowly. Next year will be the first year of the new emperor's real reign.

He Si leaned on both sides of the dragon chair with his sleeves in his arms, looked at the brightly lit hall, listened to the solemn and elegant drum music, and his eyes fell on the small figure beside him. In the past few years, Weijia has joined the sea, and all nations have come to court; there have been winds and rains, standing in the setting sun, and now, although we have not reached the prosperous times of the two emperors Wen and Cheng, it can barely be regarded as a peaceful world without disasters and helplessness.In which direction will this emperor who has not yet grown up lead the dynasty, and where will the future of him and Zhen go?

Probably because he couldn't stand it, and under the banner of "serving the emperor", Guangming went away on a legitimate errand; or it might be because he seized the opportunity to curry favor with the Dongchangchanggong, who made the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty terrified at the mention of his name. When he was intoxicated, a civil official who had drunk a little high raised his cup, and with a naive smile, he respected his superior from a distance: "I respect the admiral, if there is no admiral, there is no peace like my Dayan today. ..."

As soon as the first half of the sentence came out, He Si immediately realized that the words were too harsh. The emperor is still there. Even if Dayan is really in a peaceful and prosperous age, when will he get a eunuch to claim credit?

The faces of all the ministers and even the vassal kings had changed. The little emperor was still trying his best to hold the emperor's majesty without regaining consciousness, and He Siji interrupted the minister's words softly but forcefully: "Lord Fang, you If you drink too much, how do the people next to you serve you, and don't even help your lord to sit down!"

As soon as he exited, the servant next to him panickedly helped the official servant to sit down.

But the words that were spoken had already turned into splashed water, and He Si stabilized his mind in the shortest possible time, and glanced at everyone calmly.

Prince Jing's expression was normal, as if he hadn't heard anything, he still poured himself a drink with a smile on the corner of his mouth; the fat man in Prince Yun's face showed a bit of anger, and his eyes flicked away, his body froze, and he lowered his eyebrows and eyes uncomfortably. The delicacies in front of me are competitive; as for those older princes and auxiliary ministers...

They are all well-trained old foxes, and they can't see any joy or anger from just one face, and seeing He Si is like not seeing it.

Most of the other ministers didn't dare to make eye contact with him at all, and hurriedly pretended, "What happened just now, I didn't hear anything."

He Sixindao, if you ministers are more promising and dare to choke me twice like Xu Zhuling on this occasion, I also respect that you have a bit of literati's character, you are a person.In the end, each neck shrunk faster than a tortoise. I, the admiral of the East Factory, didn't know whether to be happy or to worry about the little emperor.

Even though He Si and everyone present had some grievances about not being able to get on the stage, as the saying goes, don't let anyone get off the stage when it's Chinese New Year's Eve.

So he slammed down the embarrassing thing just now, and the others didn't have much objection, as if it was really a "drunk and unintentional" farce just now.But He Si knew that the knife points hidden below had gradually surfaced and approached him. What he didn't understand was why the person holding the knife behind his back suddenly had the guts to confront him directly?

The little emperor came back to his senses at this time, he vaguely smelled a hint of conspiracy, but He Si, including others, are so powerful in whitewashing the peace, and before he could see the truth, this scene was already calm. It was lightly revealed.But the little emperor still noticed the indelible gloom between the four brows, and he whispered: "Factory minister."

He Si bowed down modestly, and asked in a gentle voice: "What is your majesty's order?"

It just so happened that there was dance music playing in the hall, and everyone's attention was attracted. The little emperor's lips moved: "I have Lai Fu serving here, you can go down and rest."

He Si was in a hurry to leave the palace, especially after what happened just now, his good mood of the day was ruined, but he still remembered his identity, pretending to say: "This is not good Well, Your Majesty, I want to..."

The little emperor interrupted him impatiently: "If you really want to serve, you can watch the night with me today."

So He Sicong found a chance to get out, so he didn't want to be detained in this palace all night, staring at this little bastard.

Although he felt a little guilty for leaving this little bastard alone, when He Siyi thought that someone outside the palace was waiting for him in the snowy night, that bit of guilt was quickly wiped away by his wolfish heart.

The Qingbi trolley hurriedly ran amidst the fireworks all over the city, and the snow on the street was scattered by the pattering horseshoes and melted into the cold wind.

Fortunately, today is New Year's Eve, and even though the curfew is in place, most families in central Beijing are still having family reunions for New Year's Eve dinner, and there are few pedestrians in the market, so it's not crowded yet.

The Qingbi trolley ran to the alley of the old house unimpeded, and the carriage couldn't get in. He Si hugged the stove and wanted to push the door out, but he didn't want the thick curtained door to open by itself.

He was stunned for a moment and looked up, and saw a handsome and deep face looking down at him with a smirk in the night with thin snowflakes flying, and a hand full of scars and strong bones stretched out to him. Come over, the owner of the hand said proudly: "Miss me, the carriage is going so fast."

There was a sudden heat in He Si's heart, and the anxiety that had been haunting his heart was completely dispelled by his smile. He looked at Lu Zhengming quietly, and when he saw that Lu Zhengming was about to get hairy all over, he slowly smiled at him. The smile was very faint. But without the usual hypocrisy.

He Si stretched out his hand and held the long and thin hand tightly: "I'm thinking about it."

Lu Zhengming: "..."

Until he entered the old house, Lu Zhengming remained silent like a mute, which made his close friend Yan Xingsheng very puzzled.

Obviously not long ago when I went out to squat on watch, I still had a hooligan look of "Wait, let me bring you the beauty back", why did I become a gourd when I came back, unable to pour out a word?Playing hooligans to make the beauty angry?

Yan Xingsheng took a peek at the admiral of the East Factory who was sitting comfortably in front of the altar warming the fire. Under the firelight, his picturesque eyebrows were very serene and peaceful. If it weren't for the eye-catching python robe and jade belt, he would have almost become a fairy .

Although Lu Zhengming said early in the morning that this was a family banquet, there was no need to be restrained.

Just kidding!He has lived in banquets for more than [-] years. He never thought that one day he would eat at the same table with the admiral of Dongchang who made the world fearful. He heard that people in Dongchang cannibalize people.Yan Xingsheng gulped down his saliva, he was very afraid that the table would be full of human flesh...

The New Year's Eve dinner was prepared in the early morning of April. Although the hundred households in Dongchang who were able to kill and cook were gone, there were still many people who could prepare a New Year's Eve dinner.He originally planned to cook by himself to show off his culinary skills, but when it was time for the palace banquet, He Si decided not to.

There were not many people in the old house, just him, Lu Zhengming, Yan Xingsheng, and Zhao Jingzhong.

Li Baoguo has a family, and it is said that he is a righteous brother who grew up with him, so he is not sure what he does.They are most taboo to be involved with other people when they are hidden guards, and they really can't let go, so they have to be careful to hide it, for fear of implicating family members and friends.

As for Zhao Jingzhong...

The loyal and loyal Zhao Jingzhong is also an orphan picked up by the old factory owner. He was originally a strong man who could carry a nine-ring gold-backed machete. Other than the sound, there was nothing wrong with it. For example, at this time Zhongzhong took up the burden of serving dishes and meals very consciously, and even thoughtfully carried away the Yan Taifu who was not winking.

Only Hesi and Lu Zhengming were left in the small hall, and the saw-mouthed gourd sat silently beside Hesi who was warming himself by the fire, staring at Hesi's eyebrows and eyes for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Are you going out tonight?" What's the matter?"

Hesi rubbed his hands for a while, and said "hmm" calmly, then suddenly turned his face and looked at Lu Zhengming seriously: "Were you shy just now?"

Lu Zhengming: "..."

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