Looking at the mountains and rivers

Through the courtyard wall, one can faintly hear the sound of playing the harp. Mu Wang Yang Ye likes to listen to the harp.Wei Changxuan could no longer tell what song the harp was playing. He knelt in the snow for too long, not only gradually lost feeling in his legs, but even his mind became a little confused.

The rule for the common aristocrats to pay respects to King Mu is to present the name badge first, and of course the gift in the brocade box.The value of these gifts is mostly incalculable, if there are extravagant people, even the brocade box is made of pure gold, so much effort and extravagance is just to please Prince Mu.

Wei Changxuan couldn't come up with any decent gifts, he couldn't even write a famous thorn, and naturally he couldn't get a pass, so he could only kneel silently outside the door, looking at the closed door, feeling defeated and hopeless.

"Hey," in a trance, someone kicked his calf, "The prince summoned you, hurry up."

Wei Changxuan woke up suddenly, he stumbled and was about to get up, but almost stumbled, but the servant who was passed on didn't have the patience to wait for him, and walked straight into the palace, Wei Changxuan had to drag his legs and hurry up followed in.

The palace has double eaves and brackets, and its momentum is extraordinary. Wei Changxuan didn't dare to look at it, he followed the young man around several corridors, and walked straight to a side hall, and then he heard him say to the hall: "Your Majesty, someone brought you arrive."

"Let him in."

It was faintly the voice of King Mu, and Wei Changxuan suddenly panicked. He stepped into the hall, bowed his head and bowed down: "Wei Changxuan, the humble Southern Army Shenwuwei, kowtow to the lord."

King Mu did not grant him peace, but said indifferently: "So you are from the imperial army. I heard that you knelt outside my palace for several hours. What's the matter?"

"Humble job..." Wei Changxuan panicked, his hands on the ground couldn't help trembling slightly, "Humble job is bold, I want to beg the prince to transfer the humble job to Zuo Xiaowei."

Although the left and right guards are the emperor's guards in name, they are all under the command of King Mu, and the left guards are like soldiers of the royal family, which is quite different from the rest of the guards.

Hearing the young man's request, Yang Ye smiled inexplicably: "Shenwuwei Forbidden Army, you will be promoted from Ke to Yulin Army. Why did you transfer the useless Zuo Xiaowei?"

"Because...because..."

Just as Wei Changxuan was stuttering, Yang Ye interrupted him: "I heard that in the Royal Hunting Garden yesterday, the emperor took a fancy to a young guard and wanted him to be included in Yanting, it must be you ?”

Wei Changxuan was startled immediately, he didn't expect that King Mu knew the reason for his visit, let alone that he knew all the little things around the emperor like the palm of his hand.

"it's me……"

"You lift your face up."

The young man kneeling on the ground finally raised his head slightly after hearing this, and looked at King Mu in the hall for the first time.I saw that King Mu was tall and tall, with a short mustache on his lips, holding a harp in his hand, dialed two notes tentatively, and then cast his gaze at him.Those eyes were very sharp, like a falcon, so that Wei Changxuan immediately turned his eyes away.

"You were born really well," Mu Wang said rather playfully, "No wonder Yang Jie took a fancy to you."

Wei Changxuan didn't understand the intention of his words, but he heard him say again: "You came to beg me because you want to take this opportunity to join Zuo Xiaowei so that you can go to Yanting, right?"

"Your Majesty, if you are willing to take the humble position for your own use, then from now on, the humble position will be designated as the work of the Lord, and you will go through fire and water, and you will die."

Yang Ye caressed the harp in his bosom, and said slowly: "Although Yanting has a terrible reputation, if you get the emperor's favor, you will reach the sky one step at a time. Why do you go to the army to live in depression?"

There was a wry smile on the young man's face: "The humble official would rather be busy in the army than enjoy this opportunity to ascend to the sky."

Yang Ye was quiet for a moment, nodded and said: "You are interesting, kid." He paused, and then said, "However, you are not qualified enough for me to stand against the emperor, and I don't want to meddle in your business, you let's go."

This refusal was caught off guard, and Wei Changxuan was almost stunned on the spot. He gritted his teeth, tried his best to show a smile, raised his head and said, "Nowadays in Jian'an City, even children with long hair can sing 'Mu Ru Qingfeng, There are nine levels in the sky, the oriole is in the west, and the golden crow is in the east', even if the nursery rhyme is like this, there is no one in the world who does not know the important position of the prince."

Mu Ruqingfeng and other four sentences are indeed catchy nursery rhymes today. Since the Dazhao Dynasty destroyed Jingyan, the capital Jianmo was changed to Jian'an.It can be seen that even in the mouth of the children, King Mu is compared to the golden crow, the essence of the sun and the moon, while the new emperor is just a yellow bird.

He plucked up his courage and looked at King Mu: "The prince was in the Yilan Garden that day, just because of Wang Yushi's words, he was in court. After all, Wang Yushi is still the emperor's uncle, and the prince doesn't even think about it. He is a small guard in a humble position, an ant-like figure, Lord He Lao and the emperor are at a stalemate."

The Yilan Garden incident happened a few months ago, the censor surnamed Wang said something to contradict King Mu, and King Mu picked a branch of tender willow and handed it to him.Wang Yushi was still stupid and didn't know why, but unexpectedly he was expelled from Jian'an with his family on the second day, and the willows naturally meant farewell, and King Mu sent him to southern Xinjiang unceremoniously.

A playful smile appeared on Yang Ye's stern face. He looked at the young man again. The words just now seemed reckless, but they were praised first and then provoked. There was some courage in it, but it was a pity that the city was too shallow after all.He put down the harp in his hand, stood up, and slowly said: "You also know that you are just an ant, why should I bother about the fate of an ant?" He sneered twice, and then waved his hand.

Wei Changxuan finally realized that he couldn't keep pestering him any longer. Although he felt unwilling, he had no choice but to kowtow and leave the door.

After walking out of the side hall, the snow outside had stopped, and the courtyard was quiet.Wei Changxuan was disturbed, and was about to find the original way to go out, but across the corridor, he saw a small figure crawling in the adjacent courtyard.It was a child of short stature, wearing a frost-colored brocade robe, which almost melted into the snow scene.

Wei Changxuan was not sure about his identity, but seeing his thin clothes, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing there, isn't it cold?"

Hearing the sound, the child got up and turned around.After seeing his face clearly, Wei Changxuan thumped in his heart. On that still somewhat childish face, there were a pair of dull pupils, and he was actually blind.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly remembered a rumor. It is said that Mu Wang Yang Ye's youngest son has been blind since he was a child, and Mu Wang pity him very much. Could it be this child?

"Who are you?" the child asked.

"I, my name is Wei Changxuan." Wei Changxuan approached him quietly, and couldn't help but look him up and down.Judging from his appearance, he is only about ten years old, and his skin is almost transparent. It may be that he has stood in the snow for too long, and his lips are pale with cold.

"Are you the young master of the palace? Why are you standing here alone?"

The child nodded lightly, and said softly, "I heard the birds chirping, did you hear that?"

Wei Changxuan was a little confused, so he calmed down and listened around, and he heard a very small chirping sound. He followed the sound to find the grass covered by snow, and finally saw a bird half hidden in the snow. A nest with three immature chicks inside.One of them was frozen dead, and the other two had bright yellow beaks wide open, looking like they were waiting to be fed.

"It's a bird's nest that fell from a tree. It may have been crushed by snow." Wei Changxuan said to the child, "There are still two little birds here."

The child turned to him with his eyes open, and asked in a daze, "What does the bird look like?"

Wei Changxuan was at a loss for words for a moment, he thought for a while, carefully picked up one, and handed it to the child: "Touch it for you, you have to be gentle, this bird is still very small."

The child stretched out a finger, tremblingly touched the bird's down, and then drew it back immediately.

Wei Changxuan saw that he was a little scared, so he comforted him, "It's very small and won't hurt you, so don't be afraid."

Hearing this, the child touched the bird again with his finger. The bird pecked his finger a few times with its immature beak, and the child probably couldn't help itching. The child narrowed his eyes and laughed: "The bird's beak is sharp."

Wei Changxuan picked up the bird's nest from the snow, and looked at the crown above his head: "The female bird will be very anxious if she can't see them when she comes back. Let's put the bird's nest back?"

"Yes, how pitiful it is without a mother." The child lowered his face and echoed softly.

The snowed tree trunk was a bit slippery, but Wei Changxuan was not troubled. He held the bird's nest in his mouth, clung to the tree trunk with his legs, and climbed up quickly with agility.After carefully placing the bird's nest on the tree branch, he let go of the strength in his hand and slid down the tree trunk very neatly.

The young master couldn't see his movements, so he only asked aloud, "Are you ready?"

Wei Changxuan nodded: "Okay."

The little boy said softly: "I didn't know what birds looked like before, they didn't let me touch these things."

"They" probably refers to his usual servants, Wei Changxuan's heart moved, and he lowered his voice and said to him: "Little master, from now on, if you want any such small things, I will grab them and touch them for you touch, how?"

The young master's eyes were like a pool of lake water, clear and dull. He stared blankly in Wei Changxuan's direction and asked, "Really, can you...can you stay by my side forever?"

Before Wei Changxuan could answer, a voice behind him said in a low voice: "Yan'er, this is the imperial guard of Shenwuwei, how can he play around with you all day long."

Wei Changxuan was startled, turned around and saw King Mu was standing outside the porch looking at the two of them. He didn't know how long it had been, so he hurriedly knelt down.

The young master fumbled and took a step forward, and called out in a low voice, "Father."

King Mu didn't look at Wei Changxuan, but only said to the child: "Those people who usually follow you, why did you come here alone?"

The little boy didn't answer, there was a hint of sadness in his empty eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Father, give this person to me," he said aggrievedly like a child begging for a toy, "Brothers are ten years old. After that, there will be companions to play with them, why don't I, I want this person to be my companion."

Because the clan of the Yang family is of Hu ethnicity, they naturally retained many Hu ethnic customs. In addition to being accompanied by reading literature, the noble children also have companions practicing martial arts.

Although the companion is like a servant, Wei Changxuan would rather be the companion of this young master at the moment than be included in a place like Yanting in the harem.

He looked nervously at King Mu, only to see King Mu looking at the child pityingly: "Yan'er, your brothers want to practice martial arts, ride horses and shoot arrows, so naturally they need companions, but you... don't need it."

These words obviously pierced the child's heart, his little figure swayed and almost fell down.Wei Changxuan couldn't bear it, but he was very puzzled. He felt that the rumors were a bit untrue. King Mu might have pity for this young son, but there were many complicated emotions in it that he couldn't see through.

"Father..." The child called out again, not like coquetry, but a desperate pleading.He fumbled forward, as if he wanted to throw himself into his father's arms, but King Mu didn't go up to meet him, but stood outside the porch, looking at him coldly.

"Be careful..." Wei Changxuan just wanted to remind him, but it was too late. The young master tripped over a tree root exposed on the ground and fell straight down.

When he fell, his forehead hit the stone, and immediately blood dripped from that white forehead.Wei Changxuan knelt behind him, he couldn't see how injured he was, he could only see a few drops of bright red blood falling on the white snow, like red plums blooming in the white snow.

King Mu didn't move, his face was indifferent, without showing the slightest pity, he looked at the child quietly.And the little boy did not cry like ordinary children, only big tears slowly flowed from his clear eyes: "Father, I have nothing..." He didn't wipe the blood from his head, and he didn't want to get out of the snow. Get up, just muttered repeatedly, "I have nothing..."

Yang Ye's cold face finally moved a little. He didn't know what he remembered, and finally sighed silently, and gave Wei Changxuan a wink.

Wei Changxuan hurried forward to pick up the young master, only to see that the wound on his forehead was not deep, but the blood dripping was quite scary.

Maybe it was because his reaction was quick enough, King Mu nodded slightly to him: "You will stay as Yan'er's companion from now on." He paused, "The rules in the mansion will naturally be taught to you later. Take him back now."

Wei Changxuan couldn't salute with the child in his arms, so he bowed in a panic and said, "Thank you, my lord..." Before he finished speaking, King Mu turned and left mercilessly.

The child in his arms closed his eyes tightly, clutching his front with his hands.

Wei Changxuan saw a bloodstain on his forehead, and looked down at the blood-colored plum blossoms on the ground, feeling sorry in his heart, and thought sadly, it was the blood of this young man who saved my life.

The child didn't know what he was thinking, so he closed his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Are you mine?"

Wei Changxuan nodded: "Yes."

The little boy asked again: "Can you always stay by my side?"

Wei Changxuan hugged him and nodded again: "It's natural."

The little boy's face was criss-crossed with blood and tears, but he slightly bent his mouth: "Okay, let's go back."