It's not good to be a courtier

At 29 o'clock on the twelfth lunar month, an urgent report came from the palace. Feng Yong and Feng Zhang hurried into the palace. In the afternoon, Feng Yong returned to the mansion to order troops.Only then did Feng Yan know

Qiang Hu went south to plunder, and captured four towns in three days. The military situation was urgent and no delay was allowed.

So Feng Yan first bid farewell to General Zhen Guo's father in the mansion, and then went to the outskirts of the military camp to bid farewell to General Wei's brother. Feng's mansion was half empty at once.On New Year's Eve, firecrackers sounded in every household, and the desolation of Feng's residence became even more desolate.His father left and his mother immediately went back to the room to cry and wipe away her tears. Now her eyes are swollen, and she doesn't even have the mood to eat the reunion dinner.

Feng Yan lay down on the roof of his house with a jug of wine in his hand, and looked at the crowds next door and the next door, which was very lively, and felt a little uncomfortable.The colorful fireworks in the distance suddenly bloomed, and there was joy and laughter everywhere.Feng Yan raised his head and took a sip of wine, feeling that such excitement seemed far away from him.

In the towering and majestic palace, at the entrance of the Purple Light Hall, a small person stands with his hands behind his back, looking at the continuous row of jagged roofs in the distance, his eyes are filled with the void that has disappeared into the night.After arranging everything in the hall, Fu'er came over and said softly, "Your Highness, it's time to watch the new year."

"General Feng is leaving?" Murong Qi said indifferently, his fingertips wrapped around the tassels hanging on his side, looking careless.

"Yes, we should have arrived at Linshui now," Fu'er bowed, "The dark guards are here to report that Mr. Feng is not in a good mood, should you send something to comfort him?"

Murong Qi shook his head, and his eyes fell on the stretching roof and the endless void. Fu'er followed his gaze, and that direction was the Zhen Guo General's Mansion. His heart sank slightly, and he listened to Murong Qi. Pray: "Get ready to drive."

"Your Highness, keeping the old age is a custom. If His Majesty finds out, I might..." Fu'er hurriedly dissuaded him. The emperor has been ill for a long time, and this year he pays special attention to keeping the old age. If His Highness is found to leave the Forbidden Palace without authorization, His Majesty may be angered.

Murong Qi raised his hand to stop Fu'er from speaking.After a while, Fu'er knew that her master would not change her mind, so she immediately went down to make arrangements.

"Young Master...Young Master..." The servants of the Feng family called Feng Yan all over the yard, and he didn't want to answer Feng Yan. He was bored, but he heard a hearty laughter from under the eaves, "Don't look for it, so I'm hiding here for a boring drink. .”

Feng Yan immediately sat up, looked down and saw Liu Yu looking up at him, and said with a smile: "General Feng and brother Ziyu set off to the front line, I thought you were bored in your thirties, so I came over after dinner and asked you to go out for a walk visit."

Feng Yan turned over neatly, threw the jug to the servant standing beside him, and hurriedly said: "What is there to do on New Year's Eve, the annual collections are all things for girls?"

Liu Yu made a fool of himself and said, "You'll know when you go!"

The two came to a garden in the city on horseback. The garden was full of lights, and they were very frolicking.Liu Yu led Feng Yan in, and as soon as he entered, he saw Liu Yan leading a group of people to play a long walk. When he saw Feng Yan, it was rare that he didn't sneer, but just nodded and ignored him.Feng Yan looked around and found that most of the people who came were the children of the nobles, most of them were the children of the army, and they gathered around to talk, or play games, or enjoy wine and tea.

Feng Yan and Liu Yu found a place with few people to sit down, and immediately someone came up to inquire and asked for a pot of wine, the two of them drank it, but it was better than drinking alone.The two discussed the situation of the Qianghu. Liu Yu didn't speak too deeply, but Feng Yan said confidently: "My father and brother are both good at fighting. Although the Qianghu claims to have an army of 20, the actual number is at most [-]. There is nothing to be afraid of." .”

Liu Yu's eyes were deep, and he smiled and said, "I don't know how to comfort you yet, so it's better for you to be relieved."

Feng Yan smiled, picked up the wine glass and touched Liu Yu, and drank it down in one gulp, feeling much more refreshed for no reason.The two talked a lot more, and in the end they hooked their shoulders and drank a lot.

Feng Yan was helped out of the door drunkenly. Someone gave his hand and helped him into the carriage. As soon as the curtain fell, the luminous pearl in the carriage shone brightly, illuminating the delicate face at the rear of the carriage in a dark and far-reaching light. The carriage was tapped lightly, and the carriage started to walk unsteadily.Feng Yan lay on the side, soundly asleep.After a while, the person sitting on one side stood up, walked up to him and squatted down, stretched out his soft white hand to touch him, but slowly retracted it.

Feng Yan was only drunk for a while, then he opened his eyes to look for water for a drink. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Murong Qi sitting at the back of the car. And strong.Today's Murong Qi is dressed in light and plain clothes, with a white jade crown, lowered eyebrows and eyes, with his right hand lightly resting on the teacup, rarely showing an expression of contemplation and distress.A teapot was simmering in the stove next to the table, and the dense mist lingered around his face. Feng Yan blinked, as if he saw Murong Qi in adulthood, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes hidden in the mist, which added some otherworldly fireworks. The alienation, the beauty is not like reality.

Rui'er, he sighed slightly in his heart, as he had called him countless times before, as if they had never gone far.He is Emperor Jianxi who has the power to shake the world in Kyushu, and he is also his Ruier.He was the emperor's teacher who accompanied the young emperor for six years, he was the major general of the northern guard battalion, and he was also the minister who would guard the frontier for him.

Be a teacher for a day, and be a teacher for life. Are you willing to be loyal to me?

Feng Qing, although the spring scenery in this garden is wonderful, it is not as good as the person in my heart, do you know?

Huai Gui, how about I share this huge world with you?

I don't want anything, I just want you to love me and you to stay by my side!

Huaigui, can you not leave?I only have you.

The emperor ordered General Feng not to leave Beijing!

According to the emperor's order, General Feng will be buried generously, and he will be buried with the emperor's mausoleum!

You and I have been entangled for decades, you have Feng Yan, Feng Qing, and Huai Gui in your heart, but you don't have the world. At that time, I only had the world in my heart, so after all, did I betray you?

The corners of the eyes were slightly wet, Feng Yan closed his eyes, tears dripped, and his heart was sore, Feng Yan buried his face in his arms, letting the wetness spread.

After a long while, a faint voice sounded above his head, "Even if you are crying, I won't laugh at you. You don't need to bear it like this."

Feng Yan paused, quickly wiped his eyes, and said with a sneer, "It's shameful for me to be discovered by you."

Murong Qi went back to the table and sat down, his eyes fell on the tea stove, he said for a while: "I also understand the pain of missing relatives." After speaking, he pursed his lips, which made people see a trace of fragility.

Feng Yan knew that he must be thinking of Concubine Gu Guifei, who died only four years after giving birth to him. She was such a soft-hearted woman who only existed in the mouths of the old servants of Ziguang Palace, and he always missed her.

Murong Qi took out a brocade box from the hidden compartment of the carriage, opened it and placed it in front of Feng Yan, Feng Yan covered his mouth and took a closer look, seeing a piece of dusty stone, only one inch square, he asked curiously: "What is this? "

"The sober stone, the smell of alcohol will dissipate after holding it for a while. Don't you know that the smell of alcohol on your body has already smoked people?" Murong Qi held the teapot in front of him with his sleeves, poured water and boiled tea gracefully, and tilted his head slightly , showing a small half of the snow-colored neck under the dress, Feng Yan looked like the lotus root festival for summer to cool off, with a crisp bite, it was full of fragrance and sweetness.Feng Yan couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of spit, and then swallowed again.

Murong Qi glanced at Feng Yan and saw Feng Yan sitting beside him. He thought he was drunk, picked up the sober stone from the box, and put it into Feng Yan's mouth. Seeing Feng Yan was startled, he quickly said: "Don't swallow gone."

Feng Yan felt that his face was about to burn, and quickly pressed his tongue against the sober stone, for fear that he would swallow it if he didn't pay attention.Murong Qi sat back, his eyes fell back to the snow water simmering on the stove, the two were silent for a while.When the water in the silver cauldron started to gurgle, Murong Qi steadily picked up the boiling water and poured it into the purple jade cup, washed it one by one, poured in boiling water again, covered the tea cup for a while, then immediately poured it into the jade pot, scooped up the sleeves, put it In front of Feng Yan.

Feng Yan spat out the sober stone, picked up the jade cup carefully, before he had time to take a closer look at the brown color, he threw it away, smacked his lips, but he didn't taste the taste, instead he was even more thirsty. He looked at the purple jade cup and asked: " Is there any more, this small cup is not enough to quench your thirst, you need a cup to do it."

Murong Qi had just touched the tea on his lips, and was sipping the fragrance of the tea. Hearing what he said, he paused, put down the teacup, took out a purple jade cup that was exactly the same as on the table from the hidden compartment, and actually poured it for him. A cup of tea.

Feng Yan held the purple jade cup and drank it contentedly. The tangy aroma filled his nose and mouth. The tea was slightly bitter when it entered his throat. The cup boasted again, "This tea cup is not bad, it fits well in the hand." Sure enough, Murong Qi said: "Take it if you like it."

Feng Yan immediately closed his eyes with a smile, drank a few cups of tea, and the last bit of alcohol disappeared.Feng Yan opened the curtain and looked outside. The carriage was parked beside Weihu Lake. The lakeside was bustling with people coming and going for the New Year's Fair. Some families came out to join in the fun, and there were also young men and women dating. The lotus lanterns are floating in the lake, swaying gracefully, and go to the distance with the breeze.There are clusters of Kongming lanterns in the sky, flying to the endless sky with people's longing for beauty.

"If you like the excitement, go down and have a look," Murong Qi said suddenly, following Feng Yan's gaze, he saw a young woman on the grass in the distance, holding a lotus lantern the color of lotus root and smiling like a flower, her posture was pretty and charming, it was impressive to see Forget about customs.

Feng Yan shook his head, put down the curtain, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I don't like to join in the fun, it's getting late, let's go back."

Murong Qi knocked on the wall of the carriage, the carriage started to stagger, and the carriage fell into silence for a moment.Feng Yan was holding the purple jade cup, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. When Murong Qi was silent, he unconsciously carried a bit of domineering arrogance that shocked Kyushu, and Feng Yan shrunk back almost invisible to the carriage.

After being silent for a long time, Murong Qi said: "You don't have to worry, General Feng will definitely win this battle between Qiang and Hu."

Feng Yan smiled. He wasn't worried at all, and the Qianghu Iron Cavalry would be completely annihilated by the North Guard and East Guard camps at Shumu River in a few years. It was Murong Qi who had just ascended to the Great Treasure, and the life of Emperor Jianxi, which was full of brilliant achievements in the annals of history, began with this extraordinary battle through the ages.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel convincing in his tone, and replied: "Yes, Your Majesty..." He suddenly stopped talking, and coughed under Murong Qi's surprised gaze: "After all, my father and brother have guarded the northern border for decades. Hu's invasion of the south has been repulsed several times, and I think this time it should be... hey!" The carriage stopped suddenly, and Feng Yan rushed towards the case with a momentum, only an inch away from the burning wind. Furnace to a close contact.

Feng Yan didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly covered his face. Fortunately, the winter clothes were thick, so he wouldn't be burned immediately.But he didn't want Murong Qi to act decisively and kick the blast stove with a "bang", and hugged Feng Yan's waist in time to stop the castration.The silver charcoal rolled to the ground and quickly ignited the thick blanket laid on the bottom of the carriage. Feng Yan pulled Murong Qihu behind him, picked up the brocade mat from a few tables ago, and slammed it violently.The fire was suppressed immediately, and the blanket was flammable. Although the fire was extinguished, thick and choking smoke continued to rise.

Fu'er lifted the curtain to see what was going on inside the carriage, she was frightened out of her wits, "Master, are you okay?" Murong Qi shook his head and asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know who put a few big stones on the road. If it wasn't for the sharp-eyed servant, I'm afraid the car would overturn." Fu'er said in fear, "The old slave has already sent someone to move it away."

"Stone?" Feng Yan was a little strange, and turned to look at Murong Qi, seeing that he was already serious and contemplative, so he knew something was wrong.They were walking the official road leading to the inner city, and the official road was cleaned several times a day, so how could they run into stones.

Murong Qi leaned over and whispered a few words in Fu'er's ear, and Fu'er went down to make arrangements.Murong Qi gathered up his cloak and said to Feng Yan, "Go to the market for a walk."

The two of them turned to the trail where they gathered last year. Feng Yan saw that Murong Qi's face was not worried, and he thought it was not a big problem. He was thinking about it when someone called out "be careful, son." Although Feng Yan stopped in time, He still bumped into the signboard of the food stall on the street corner, and his bewildered look caused two or three girls not far away to laugh and laugh.

Feng Yan rubbed his forehead in embarrassment, turned to look for Murong Qi, but saw that he was already sitting by the side of the Lantern Festival stall, and was talking to the couple who set up the stall, so he hurried over to look for him. he.

When the old man saw him coming, he smiled and said, "The two young masters are here together, and they also want a bowl of Yuanxiao? Would you like to try my meatballs, the ones made at home are delicious."

Feng Yan nodded indiscriminately, making the girls behind him laugh again.The old lady said with a smile on her face: "Nowadays, the atmosphere in this imperial capital is also very open. Girls and boys can see each other and chat if they see the right way. It's not like we used to see each other only after worshiping. It's ugly. live together."

"You naughty old lady, how can a son of a rich family be as casual as we are, go and serve Yuanxiao quickly." The old lady said "Hey", went to the front of the stall to hold two bowls of Yuanxiao, and said with a smile on her face , "My Lantern Festival is well known in ten miles and eight streets. It is glutinous and sweet. Come and taste it, two young masters. It is guaranteed to be delicious. After eating Lantern Festival, it is a good reunion, and the reunion will be a whole year in the coming year."

The old lady went to the table to put down the Lantern Festival, saw Murong Qi with a glance, and exclaimed: "Oh, this young man is so handsome. The old lady has been setting up a stall here for decades, and this is the first time I have seen such a good-looking young man." .”

Murong Qi lowered his head and bit a Yuanxiao, without making a sound.On the other hand, the girls who were laughing just now laughed again, and one of the girls in yellow boldly said: "Young master is handsome, this brother is also very pretty."

Feng Yan didn't talk to him, and carefully picked out the chopsticks in the chopsticks barrel, and found that there was nothing to pick out. He took two pairs and asked the shopkeeper for some boiling water to boil them. That's it, the chopsticks are shared, if you are not used to them, it's fine not to eat them. After all, it's not like a palace...at home, don't spoil your stomach anymore."

Murong Qi stared at him with open black eyes, but didn't make a sound.Feng Yan handed him the hot chopsticks, and he held them in his hand. The old man put a plate of croquettes on the table, and said warmly, "You two have a taste, these are homemade radish balls, they are hot and delicious. Just out of the pan, it's delicious."

Feng Yan first picked one and threw it into his mouth, almost spitting it out immediately, "Hot hot!" Murong Qi was about to get up, but saw the girl next to him begging for cold water from the shopkeeper.A cold light flashed in Murong Qi's eyes, he clasped his hands and sat back.Feng Yan couldn't stop fanning his mouth, and it took him a while to get over the hot feeling, shaking his tongue and saying, "Thank you, girl." Seeing that he hadn't taken the water, the woman in yellow resentfully put the cup down. on the table.

Feng Yan had just been scalded, and the hot Lantern Festival could not be eaten, so he had to hold his head to watch Murong Qi eat the Lantern Festival. Yes, I ate a lot of meatballs.

There were not many people around the old man's booth, and the other customers were chatting enthusiastically, so the old man stood by the beautiful doll table and said, "This is my brother taking my younger brother out to play, look at the appearance of this doll, I'm afraid It’s a treasure in the family, and it’s rare to come out.”

Before Feng Yan could speak, the girl in yellow clothes beside him said: "Such a handsome brother, his family must be rich. I don't know which family's handsome man it is? Yi Niang is being polite..." The girls next to her covered their mouths Cheating and laughing, he pinched Yi Niang's mouth boldly and said: "Sure enough, there are those who are not ashamed..."

Without any shyness, Yi Niang looked straight at Feng Yan.Feng Yan coughed, took a sip of water, and was thinking about how to refuse.But seeing her boldly coming over and stretching out her hand thinking to tease Murong Qi, she immediately turned pale with shock, "Stop!"

Yi Niang was startled and stopped her hands.Murong Qi raised his eyes and looked over indifferently, with no expression on his cold face.Feng Yan hurriedly walked up to him and separated him from the woman in yellow. Yi Niang couldn't help taking a step back, Feng Yan said: "My master doesn't like being touched by strangers, please leave!"

"Master?" Yi Niang was a little surprised, she claimed to have good eyesight, although the doll sitting on the side eating Yuanxiao looks a little more expensive, this handsome young man is not ordinary, she wondered: "You are just a guard ?” As if a little disbelieving, he looked him up, down, left, and right, and then looked at Murong Qi, and then he believed it.He muttered something, walked back to his seat a little bored, whispered a few words with other girls, then paid the money and left.

Feng Yan just sat back and said with a smile: "It's finally quiet, hurry up and let's go to see the lights after eating."

Murong Qi nodded when he saw that he was full of interest, and the speed of biting the Yuanxiao was really faster.Feng Yan watched him chewing the Lantern Festival carefully, as if he had a feeling that our family had just grown up.

"The girl in the imperial capital is so powerful, it's really a bad world..." There was a "slap" from the side, and a Yiran voice came. Feng Yan turned his head and took a look. He choked immediately, buried his head and coughed, " Cough cough cough..."

"Little brother, you're wrong. I'll think you're really ugly when you're like this." The man held the jade bone fan against the palm of his hand, came over and sat down with a pair of glazed phoenix eyes. Looking straight at Feng Yan, "Or...do you know me?"

"I don't know Your Excellency," Feng Yan shook his head resolutely, seeing his raised eyebrows, he seemed a little disbelieving, and hurriedly said: "The main reason is that you are a little shocked to see how elegant and handsome you are, pure shock."

"Oh, you actually think I'm more handsome than the little brother beside you?" The man smiled, Feng Yan felt his head shaking a little, and he couldn't react, and said unconsciously: "He's still so young, how can he be so handsome?" See how handsome it is."

"Tut tsk tsk," the man turned his head to look at Murong Qi, and said with pity and sympathy: "Did you hear that, he thinks you are young?" Then he looked him up and down with special meaning, his eyes fixed on a certain important position After lingering for a while, he pretended to be comforting: "You are about ten years old now. According to my years of experience, you still have a lot to grow, so you must not give up on this."

"What's the matter?" Murong Qi said coldly, his slanted pupils narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes surged. He was clearly still the young man in Chuchu, but he suddenly seemed to be radiant and domineering, making people dare not approach him. .

"I'm fine, I'm not sure about it in the palace," Nanling County King held a fan and smiled triumphantly, "Now even if you swagger in through Zhengyang Gate, no one will notice you." After speaking, he used his fan He patted Youzi's intoxicated Feng Yan on the shoulder, "Look, he's so interesting, be careful he's abducted." After speaking, his clothes flashed, and he disappeared.

Feng Yan was still drunk a moment ago, seeing him go, immediately wiped his forehead, sat down and ate a ball to make up his mind.Murong Qi slightly looked at him in surprise, saw him hiss and said: "Don't tell him, I'm afraid of him, I learned some kind of coquettish way to use it everywhere, be careful that one day you kick an iron plate, there's no point in crying cry."

"You...haven't been bewitched by him?" Murong Qi asked lightly, with a hint of joy in his tone that was not obvious, but it was enough for Feng Yan to notice.

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled triumphantly, "Almost, but as long as you don't look into his eyes, you can avoid it." Suddenly he said in surprise, "Hey, you laughed..."

Murong Qi ignored him, untied a string of gold beads around his waist and put them on the table, Feng Yan hurriedly said: "Don't give that, I have broken silver, yours is worth hundreds of Lantern Festival stalls, waste it."

"It's okay, you invite me next time." Murong Qi stood up, the corners of his lips curled up almost imperceptibly, his eyes were radiant and gentle.

The old man shook his dizzy head, and muttered strangely why he was drunk when he didn't drink any alcohol. Seeing that Feng Yan and the others were about to leave, he told him: "Be careful when you go back, don't bump into each other. Squeezed. Look at the direction you are coming from. This is going to Dongshi. Although the lights in Dongshi are beautiful, there are too many people. You don’t have to look at them today. When you come out in the second and third grades, the lights will still be the same, but the people will a lot less."

Feng Yan responded, and someone over there greeted the checkout, and the old man immediately went cheerfully.

Feng Yan walked beside Murong Qi, a little behind, bowed his head and asked, "I haven't had time to give the disciple's gift, what do you want, my lord? I can't let me owe this debt until next year. Let me tell you first, it's too expensive for me." can not afford."

Murong Qi slowed down, and when Feng Yan approached, he walked side by side calmly. The long street was bustling with people, he raised his head slightly, and beautiful glazed lanterns passed over his head for a long while. He said: "The flowers are similar every year, and so are the people every year..."