It's not good to be a courtier

In the autumn of Renguang's 24th year, the traditional Chinese medicine practitioners had long concluded that Emperor Renhe would not be able to pass the Mid-Autumn Festival. Sure enough, in early August, Murong Zhen's condition relapsed again, and he was at the last moment.

Murong Qi was sitting in the small study room of the Taiji Hall, covering the book in his hand, his eyes fixed on the purple jade cup in front of him, fascinated.The chief inspector gently pushed open the door of the small study room, holding a cup of bird's nest porridge in his hand, and came in quietly, "Your Highness has read all night, drink some porridge to replenish your energy."

Being brought outside the door, the chief inspector rolled his cloudy eyes, raised his sleeves and put the bird's nest porridge in front of Murong Qi, Murong Qi raised his hand and squeezed the slender spoon handle, gossiping: "The chief inspector is serving you. The first emperor served for 22 years, and he served his father for 21 years, which can be described as hard work."

The chief eunuch smiled slightly, bowed and said: "The work of a slave is not about hard work, let alone meritorious service."

"Father is just around the corner now, has the eunuch made a decision?" Murong Qi asked casually, slowly stirring the porridge with a spoon.

"The slave's fate is in the hands of the master, and the slave can decide what to do." Although he had a smile on his face, there was no warmth in his eyes.

Murong Qi raised his eyes to look at the bowed chief inspector, and paused with his fingers, "The fourth day of August, the eleventh day of August, do you still have any memories of the chief inspector?"

The chief inspector slowly raised his head, the wrinkles on his face flaunted like chrysanthemums in full bloom, and he said with great satisfaction, "Your Highness is really like the late emperor. The late emperor planned a strategy and won thousands of miles. Now your highness is better than the previous emperor, so I don't worry. His Majesty feels that if General Feng stays, His Highness will not look good in the history books in the future, so he decided to get rid of this person for His Highness, and the person who has gone now has returned to his life."

Murong Qi put down the spoon, raised his head slowly, there was no wave in his eyes, only saw him smile faintly, as if it was as cold as the prison of Senluo, the chief prisoner's calm face fell into a daze.

"Emperor, what you said is actually wrong. This palace is not like the late emperor at all." Murong Qi slowly got up, "Father has no scruples in his life, and the one I hate the most should be Concubine Feng Gui. Tell me, if this palace will marry the late emperor To be buried with Concubine Feng Gui, will my father..."

The chief inspector plopped down on his knees, and begged in panic, "Your Majesty is running out of time, I beg Your Majesty's grace to let Your Majesty go easily."

Murong Qi remained indifferent, lightly brushed the hem of his clothes, and said calmly: "Waiting for father... the chief prisoner will go to the imperial mausoleum and guard your two masters until the last moment."

Murong Zhen slowly opened his eyes, the dormitory was dimly lit, and there was a vague figure standing at the end of the bed with his back to him. He remembered that when he was a child, he climbed the tallest ginkgo tree in Concubine Feng's yard mischievously, and fell asleep when he fell from the tree. A few days later, when he woke up, his father was standing at the end of the bed like this.

"Father, you are here to pick up Erchen..." Murong Zhen stretched out his withered hand, trying to grab a corner of his clothes. After trying for a long time, his hand was still empty, "Father is still so far away from Erchen. As far as the sons go to heaven and earth, they can't catch up."

"Zhen'er, you've grown up, I'm getting old..." Murong Yan's stunning face slowly approached, and Murong Zhen's pale face blushed. Your son, will you love me?"

"Of course." Murong Yan frowned, as if hearing absurd words that she had never heard before, she took a step back, her eyes were suddenly calm and indifferent, "My son, of course not..."

Murong Zhen's pupils suddenly contracted, then enlarged, and before the expression on his face could change, he exhaled his last breath and let go.Murong Qi sat quietly beside him, he must have mistakenly saw Murong Qi who was very similar to the late emperor when he was dying.Murong Qi didn't know that an unintentional emperor like him could smile so softly. He gave all his tenderness to a person who had passed away a long time ago, but caused endless pain to the living. How could such a person feel at ease? leave.

Lian Zhu came in from outside the hall with a bit of cold air, and with streaks of blood on the hem of his clothes, he cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, everything has been dealt with."

Murong Qi raised his hand to close Murong Zhen's eyes that hadn't been closed until death, stood up slowly, put his fair and slender hands into his sleeves, and said lightly: "Now is my Murong Qi's era!"

At that time, Murong Qi and Murong You had long been equally divided in the imperial court, Concubine Yi lost her prince, and the Ninth Prince was seriously ill, so she had no choice but to stand by Murong You's side for the time being. The chances of winning, but after the death of Emperor Renhe, he ascended to the throne of God safely, let Concubine Yi be buried with him, and the third prince was imprisoned, and the direction of the court suddenly changed overnight.The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty greeted this fierce emperor tremblingly, and the young emperor lived up to expectations. Within three years, he was invincible, sweeping away the weakness of Dayan for hundreds of years, and invigorating the court.The officials shouted long live three times, and finally surrendered in front of the emperor, but what he was thinking in his always calm eyes was unpredictable.

Three years later……

No one can tell how much three years will change a person.Some people are in a daze, unaware of the passage of time, and some people live like years, wishing to fly past these decades.

Wang Qi sat in Yanyun Pavilion reviewing official documents, Huan Tan sat aside, flipped through a few pages of lectures, clicked his tongue a few times and said: "I heard that His Majesty stayed up for several nights and went to court yesterday, look at his anger I really can't see how he reprimanded the supervisor of ceremonies. If you say that he is so troublesome, it will become more and more irresistible. It has been spread all over the court that he is not close to women. Nine out of ten miss him."

Wang Qi looked up at Huan Tan, coughed and said, "Lord Huan is too modest, I think eight out of ten are here for you."

Huan Tan opened his lips and smiled very romantically. He lowered his head slightly, and the black hair on his cheeks was scattered, which was a bit greasy. Fate is hard to break, we can't kill them all, the imperial court also needs young blood."

Wang Qi didn't respond, but the pen in his hand slowly stopped. It had been three years, but General Feng still couldn't find it, even though he always firmly believed that with that man's skill, no one like Xiao Xiao would be able to touch him.But that kind of timing has been dealt with without any trace, even if someone deliberately concealed it at the beginning, it is absolutely impossible to hide it under Murong Qi's vigorous elimination now.Every time he thought of this, he couldn't help having that cruel thought, and then hurriedly got rid of it.His Majesty's eyes were too sharp. He raised his eyes and looked out the window. The pear tree's snow-white flowers were adorned on the branches, fluttering in the wind. The spring was just right, but the Purple Light Palace was always shrouded in the cold winter.As if General Feng left, His Majesty would no longer be able to be happy.

Seeing his appearance, Huan Tan knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help but lower his voice, "I searched carefully before leaving the northern border. When I left, General Feng was safe, at least not in the northern border."

"The Northern Territory has not been unsealed since the blockade. Your Majesty's delay in moving is because of fear..." Wang Qi said slowly, "Feng Zhang's attitude is suspicious. General Feng may not be in the Northern Territory at all."

"Have you..." Huan Tan paused, and looked at Wang Qi meaningfully, "Have you ever doubted for a moment that General Feng might..."

Wang Qi's face changed slightly, and he said in a serious voice: "Don't talk nonsense, especially in front of His Majesty."

"Of course I know, but sometimes I can't help but think," Huan Tan pursed his lips, "I really can't imagine what will happen to His Majesty if it is true." He has tasted the pain of being unable to control himself, it is beyond human ability to bear, His Majesty will only be worse than him.

Wang Qi got up and walked to his side, and said softly: "You don't have to...we finally have a sunny day after the rain."

Huan Tan leaned towards him, pursed his lips and said nothing, after a while, he raised his bright eyes and said: "I heard that Wang Miao has not given up yet, and is going to fool you into going back to be the patriarch."

Wang Qi immediately took a step back. After walking back to the case, he rubbed his face and said, "There are so many memorials today, when can I figure it out?"

Huan Tan pursed his lips slightly, a smile seeped into the corner of his eyes.Shen Ruoli came in from the outside, saw this scene, clicked his tongue twice and said: "You two also restrain yourself, it's nothing if I see you, if His Majesty bumps into you, Lord Wang will not be safe."

Huan Tan curled his lips, thinking that this happened not once or twice, he smiled and got up and said: "Two adults chat slowly, the officer will take his leave first." After speaking, he left.

Wang Qi took the mansion report sent by Shen Ruoli: "Your Excellency Shen, if you need to go there personally, just ask the people below to deliver it."

Shen Ruoli smiled lightly, her phoenix eyes narrowed, with a hint of spring, "Don't be in a hurry to read the mansion newspaper, the person who secretly went to Dongling on business this time came back and found a strange thing."

"Oh, it's so strange that you came here to share it with me, so I have to listen to it carefully," Wang Qi raised his eyes, and found that Shen Ruoli's eyes and eyebrows were unknowingly solemn, which seemed to be something serious.

"He said he met an acquaintance in Dongling." Shen Ruoli tapped the table with his index finger, looked at Wang Qi and said, "It's His Majesty's secret guard before he ascended the throne!"

"Dark guards?" Wang Qi was a little puzzled, "The dark guards around His Majesty are all around, except..." He was startled and stood up suddenly, "Are you sure?"

Shen Ruoli nodded, her eyes clear, "I know the importance of this matter, so I came here to discuss it with you. I plan to go to Dongling personally."

"You can't scare the snake." Wang Qi fumbled with his index finger with his right thumb, "God knows this matter, you know it, I know it, let's follow the clues and see if I can... I hope it won't be an empty joy."

At the junction of Dayan, Xianbei and Qiang and Hu, there is a famous Sanwu city, which is Jicheng.Jicheng is nominally the administrative place of Xianbei, but in fact it is at the junction of the northern and eastern borders of Dayan, separated from Xianbei in the north by a fairy lake, so Xianbei's control over Jicheng is very weak.Although guards have been sent to Jicheng over the years, it has become a place where officials are exiled.The defense of Jicheng must balance the forces of Dayan, Xianbei and Qianghu at the same time, and at the same time appease the merchants. He became a powerful man and was exiled to Jicheng.The old man has fought on the battlefield all his life, and he feels uncomfortable with this ending in the end, and he doesn't care much about it. What he fears most is his wife Zhaluo.

Jicheng is as peaceful as ever. Although it is a border city with no control, but since Fuyuwen came here, he has made a lot of changes to Jicheng. Today's Jicheng can be regarded as simple and simple, with frequent merchants.Of course, every city has one or two pests, otherwise the yamen would have nothing to do.On the street, two or three couples of tolerance officers passed by, all of whom were county servants patrolling the streets.One of the thin and thin young men smiled, with a teasing look on his face, "It's not dark yet, and the boss hastily went home to take care of his sister-in-law. It's so considerate."

"Boss has been caring for his sister-in-law for a long time. Monkey, you just realized it now, isn't it too slow." Another person patted the young man on the shoulder.

The young man said: "Isn't this a new level of intimacy, the elder brother is not in such a hurry to go back."

Feng Yan smiled helplessly: "You monkey bastards, your sister-in-law has been getting worse and worse recently, I can help with something if I go back earlier, who is like you, everyone is bachelor, if you have time to make fun of me, why don't you just be good at it?" Solve the next personal problem." When he reached the corner, he went home on the way, turned his head and said: "Be careful when you patrol at night, I will go back first, and come to me if you have anything, anyway, you all know the way."

Those people raised their hands, "Go quickly, boss, sister-in-law is waiting for you at home..."

Feng Yan smiled, and suddenly caught a figure from the corner of his eyes, and gradually disappeared into the crowd, his eyes followed closely immediately, but he didn't find anything, presumably he was dazzled.

"Boss, are you okay?" A county servant came over to ask, stared at him a little strangely, and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

Feng Yan came back to his senses, patted the other person on the shoulder and said: "It's okay, you hurry up and patrol the next street. There are a lot of businessmen coming and going recently, so be careful what happens."

Hearing that, the man immediately scratched his head and said yes, and left with a group of brothers.After those people left, Feng Yan suppressed his smile, looked around, and felt that he was really stunned. Back then, he sent Duan Liyi to the northern border to deal with the aftermath, and now he has become a great treasure. How could he appear here again? If he really He came here, probably because of... He laughed at himself, turned and left.

Murong Qi stood in the corner, watching his leaving back silently, with hostility in his eyes.The bird guard quietly stood behind him, "Do you want to be subordinate..." The man in gray slowly raised his hand and asked coldly, "Have you found it?"

"According to my subordinates, that woman is a pharmacist who often gathers medicine in the Qilian Mountains. She rescued General Feng at the foot of the mountain three years ago," Que Wei lowered his voice, "After he recovered from her injury, General Feng stayed behind in Jicheng. .”

"What kind of injury did General Feng suffer?" Murong Qi frowned, his eyes still lingering at the corner where he disappeared.

"Sword wound, it is said that the injury was very serious at the time, and her life was in danger. The woman tried her best to rescue General Feng."

Murong Qi pursed his lips, saying that the late emperor had already succeeded.Who the hell can be under his nose... He took a deep breath, "Go and find out, who were there in the northern border back then, don't let anyone go, including my people!"

Feng Yan pushed open the courtyard door, and a little girl ran out happily from the back room immediately, holding the doll high in her hand and said: "Daddy, look, Daddy, the doll that mother made for me!"

Feng Yan bent down and hugged the little girl into his arms, nodded her nose and said: "Ling'er is not good, and your mother has troubled her eyes again, how many times have I told you, Daddy can buy it for you, don't be old pestering your mother to do this and that, your mother is not in good health." He looked up and smiled at the woman in lavender clothes standing by the door, "go into the house, it's windy outside."

The woman covered her lips and smiled softly, "I went to wash my hands and came over to eat. I cooked two extra dishes today."

"What are you bothering about? The more days you live, the more days I will be happy." Feng Yan hugged the little girl and walked to her side. In just three years, she was already so thin that her hands seemed to have no warmth from anyone. , It's always so cold that it hurts people's hearts.

A family of three sitting at the table eating and chatting is always the happiest. After the meal, Feng Yan went to wash the dishes. The woman was standing by the stove, with a white jade bracelet pinned to her left wrist. Against the snow-like complexion, she was indescribably elegant. , "Today Lisheng came to deliver the food, and asked about the horoscope of the girl's birthday, I think I have already considered it."

"Don't... It's good for the girl to follow me. I promised you that I would take good care of her, and I will do it." Feng Yan looked down at the washbasin in front of him, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

"You are still young, and you will definitely find another one in the future. It is always inconvenient for a girl to follow you." The woman said quietly, with gentle eyes and persistence.

"Wanniang, I can't agree to this matter anyway. Your medicine is already being prepared, and you will definitely recover." Feng Yan turned and looked straight at her, "Don't discuss this matter any more, come back soon." Let's go to rest."

Wanniang sighed softly, took a step closer, hesitated, then raised her hand and slowly placed it on his back, she turned her head slightly and leaned her face against it, "Brother Yan, if I Are you leaving now?"

Feng Yan's whole body froze, and the hands that were washing the dishes stopped. He was stunned for a moment, but he took a step forward and moved his back away, "Wanniang, don't think about it, I will guard you and Linger."

Tears welled up in Wanniang's clear eyes, she held Feng Yan's arm tightly, and then slowly let go, her voice was still calm, "I know, you will always guard us."

After Feng Yan finished washing the dishes, he instructed: "I will get up tomorrow morning to cook breakfast. If you go to bed late, I will go back to my room first."

Wanniang watched him disappearing in a hurry by the kitchen door, her eyes were filled with pain for a moment. After she learned that she was pregnant by accident three years ago, her friend ran away, so she had to use Feng Yan to cover herself.Unexpectedly, three years later, she would completely leave her heart on this man.

Feng Yan hurried into the room, and upon entering, she found that the girl was only showing a pair of eyes, looking at him in panic, Feng Yan immediately smiled and said, "Girl, what's the matter?"

"Did dad argue with mother again? I heard it outside the kitchen. Why did mother give me to others? Is it because Linger is disobedient and let mother be a doll?" The girl looked very scared, Feng Yan walked to her side and knelt down, "Don't be afraid, Linger, Linger will not be given to others, Daddy will always be with Linger."

The girl lowered her head and wrapped her arms around Feng Yan's neck obediently. Such a small child nestled fragilely in his arms, which were full and warm.He couldn't help thinking that on the very windy night when he left the northern border, he would send Duan Liyi, but he wasn't surprised at all. After all, in the last life, it was Duan Liyi who chased him to the southwest first and sent him off for the last time.It's just that I didn't die in this life, if what I saw today was really him, then... he couldn't help tightening his arms, Linger said a little angrily: "Daddy, you hugged me too tightly, Linger couldn't breathe gone."

Feng Yan let go of his arms, "Ling'er, if Daddy...do you remember what Daddy said to you?"

Linger turned her big black eyes and nodded, "Yeah, daddy is leaving, why did you say such things to Linger all of a sudden?"

Feng Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's very late, Linger, go to sleep, daddy will bake your favorite milk cake for Linger tomorrow, okay..."

Ling'er immediately clapped her hands happily and nodded. Feng Yan looked at Ling'er who was reluctant to go back to the room, and waved to her. He was still squatting there until the door was closed.

The thin monkey stood in front of the county office's dormitory, yawned, scratched his head and said, "Boss, it's so late, why did you call me? You can't be a thief."

Feng Yan threw the burden in his hand to him, and hit him on the forehead with a chestnut, "Hurry up and change it, come with me."

The thin monkey immediately dragged the bag into the room, and turned back a little worriedly: "No peeking, ouch, you really kicked..."

Feng Yan turned his head and looked at the vast night sky. He had already given up everything to leave Dayan, and even decided to forget the past forever.Why, why can't I have a future of my choice.If it was really Murong Qi, if Murong Qi was really God's will, this time he would still choose to fight against Tian Dou, even if there was still no good end in the end.