The Dragon's Families of Mountains and Rivers

At the time of You, the heavy snow that had been flying continuously for a whole day gradually stopped, and the bustling Chang'an Avenue was full of people's voices.

After years of turmoil in Dayin, the world is now stable, the people live and work in peace and contentment at dawn, and the prosperity of the prosperous age is gradually looming.

"Drive!" The coachman sitting on the shaft held the reins of the horses in one hand, and steered the horses with a whip in the other. The coachman's voice was low, but calm and powerful, his eyes were like torches, and he looked around.

The man in black sitting on the other side crossed his arms, his expression was cold and solemn, and his whole body exudes a coldness that should not be approached by strangers. Move slightly from time to time.

The calm and simple black carriage looked ordinary and did not attract anyone's attention.

Chang'an Street is overcrowded on New Year's Eve, and the heavy snow that has lasted for several days has just stopped today.

"This is the first time this servant knows that Chang'an Avenue on New Year's Eve is actually such a bustling scene."

Following the section of the car curtain raised by His Majesty the Emperor, Quan An couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Safe, how long have you been in the palace?"

Xuan Zhan put down the car curtain, and the chill that got into the car was instantly wiped out.

The appearance of the carriage looks ordinary, but the inside of the carriage is completely two extremes.

A vermilion lacquer tea tray was placed on the small table fixed at the bottom of the carriage. The hot air in the teapot was lingering, and the snow was uneven and the horses and horses were jolting, but not a drop of water dripped from the pot on the tray. Carefully fix it on the small table.

Quan An picked up the teapot and added tea to the master's cup, "Return to master, 17 years and July."

Hearing what he said, Xuan Zhan nodded, "You have been with me for 15 years."

"That's right, it will be 21 years in 15 days. If it wasn't for the imperial concubine and His Royal Highness, the slaves' bones might have been gnawed by wild dogs, right?"

When it comes to the past, Quan An is a little bit embarrassed, and his eyes are a little red.

"Then you have to remember your life-saving grace well." Xuan Zhan picked up his cup and took a sip, speaking seriously.

Quan An nodded fiercely, "I have no teeth to forget!"

"Since I have no teeth to forget, then I will repay him well in the future."

"Master..." Quan An's head was a little buzzing, master...what do you mean?

"Huh?" Xuan Zhan raised his eyebrows, "Don't tell me you have no teeth to forget? Is it just talking about it?"

"No! No, no... The slave doesn't mean that!" Quan An repeatedly denied it, his face flushed red with anxiety, "Master, the slave is not, the slave..." Looking at the always steady and orderly chief executive, he was so anxious. With such an appearance, Xuan Zhan waved his hand, "Okay, I understand."

"...Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Knowing that the master finally didn't intend to continue to torment him, Quan An breathed a sigh of relief.

As the chief executive of the imperial court and the personal attendant of His Majesty the Emperor, he needs to avoid taboos more than anyone else.He knew this from the very beginning, and he always kept it in mind. That's why His Majesty has trusted him more these years.

But he also knows better than anyone else that no matter how capable he is, once he violates the rules and violates His Majesty's taboo, His Majesty will crush him to death as easily as crushing an ant, and he will never be merciful.

As the only king of Dayin with a different surname, the son, in his capacity, if he gets too close to him, he is afraid that the whole court will be turned upside down. When the time comes, he will go in by himself, and the Yunwang Palace will be even more so. implicated!

He is a little eunuch, so it doesn't matter if he dies. If he hurts the Yunwang Mansion, which is admired by thousands of people, then he will not regret it even if he dies ten thousand times.

Regarding Quan An's thoughts, Xuan Zhan is naturally clear. Quan An has been with him since he was a child, and he naturally knows what kind of person he is. Looking at Quan An who is still worried, Xuan Zhan just smiled and did not intend to continue. scare him.

The carriage rattled unhurriedly on the street, and the horse's hooves occasionally stepped on the bluestone bricks that were not covered with snow, rattling.

Chang'an Avenue is one of the busiest streets in the capital. There are many shops on both sides of the street, full of people's voices, and a bustling scene. This is Dayin under his rule, and it is the peaceful world he has spent years of hard work in exchange for.

"Your Majesty, will you take a look again?"

Looking at His Majesty the Emperor who was listening to the sound outside the car, Quan An gestured to open the curtain of the car and let him have a look again.

"No need." Xuan Zhan had no such intention.

Why look again?Isn't that what a king should do?This is the responsibility he should take on as a king, and he should not be proud or complacent.

Seeking stability for the country and the country, and seeking well-being for the people and the people are just the duties of a king, and he has nothing to be proud of.

But...he was the king and the emperor at the beginning, but this was not his original intention.

The carriage drove to the end of Chang'an Avenue, and stopped quietly in front of the huge mansion.

"Master, we are here."

As soon as the carriage came to a complete stop, the driver and the man in black on the shaft first jumped out of the carriage and took a closer look at the surroundings, and reported to the master inside the carriage after confirming that the surroundings were correct.

"Well, go knock on the door."

It's all here, His Majesty the Emperor naturally didn't intend to just take a look at the palace from a distance and then turn around and go back.

"Yes, the slave is going right away." Quan An hurriedly got up.

"No, just go in the dark."

"Here." Hearing the order, the man in black clasped his fists in response, turned around and knocked on the door.

"Knock-knock--knock-knock-" The door knocker knocked twice on the mansion door with a muffled sound. After a while, the tall mansion door slowly opened a gap, and the concierge looked around carefully. The man in black who knocked on the door couldn't help being slightly stunned when he saw his attire. It's been nine days, but why is this man only wearing unlined clothes?

"Excuse me, who is your lord?" The concierge of the palace is naturally not a stupid and stupid person who looks down on others, and his attitude is quite kind.

"My master wants to meet His Royal Highness."

"Excuse me, who is your honorable master?" The porter nodded, the mansion door was still only open with a gap of the head, and the identity of the person who came was still unclear, so naturally he would not be so stupid as to open the mansion door and welcome the person in directly.

What's more, the prince has just returned to Beijing, he lives in secluded places, never sees outsiders, the gate of the palace is still closed, he doesn't welcome outsiders, let alone come here on New Year's Eve.

"My master is a friend of His Royal Highness, please pass it on."

The master refused to let the chief executive who looked like the face of His Majesty the emperor come to knock on the door, because he didn't want to reveal his identity rashly.

"I'm sorry, sir. My family's son is not feeling well. I told you to close the door to thank the guests. I don't want to welcome outsiders. I hope you will forgive me." The concierge shook his head and didn't intend to pass on the message.

These days, the threshold of the palace that has been quiet for more than ten years is almost broken down. Whether it is princes, ministers or relatives of the emperor, the princes are all behind closed doors to thank guests.

When An Yi heard this, he didn't bother too much, after thanking with fists, he turned around and returned to his master.

"Master, the concierge said that His Royal Highness is not feeling well, so he closed the door and thanked guests and did not welcome outsiders."

"Do you feel unwell?" Xuan Zhan asked Quan'an in surprise when he heard the words, "Did you feel unwell in the morning?"

Quan An was dumbfounded, it was this man who slept with Shizi last night, and he didn't even raise the curtain in the morning, he didn't see anyone at all, where did he go to know if Shizi was unwell?

"Slave..."

Xuan Zhan shook his head, he was also in a hurry to go to the doctor, this morning, except for the palace servants who had been close to him in the Tai Chi Hall, who had seen that man, Quan An had been by his side all the time, so he definitely wouldn't know about such things .

Xuan Zhan took off the rosary from his wrist, and was about to hand it to An Yifu before stopping. If he presented this to that person, that person would know who it was, but if the little guy was really in trouble, it would be too late. He couldn't bear to let the freezing weather startle him like this.

It would save trouble for Quan An to go, but he came here in a humble manner, and he didn't want to make a noise to disturb others, let alone on such a special day as tonight.

The big tree attracts the wind, which is not what he wants to see.

After a moment of contemplation, Xuan Zhan beckoned Quan An to come over, whispered a few words, Quan An cautiously nodded in response, waited for His Majesty to put on a thick cloak, and jumped out of the car first.

Quan'an stepped forward and whispered in An Yi's ear for a while, An Yi nodded slightly, clapped his hands lightly and rhythmically, three guards jumped out of the dark place, An Yi gave orders, and they went around again Spreading out, the effort of half a stick of incense was turned back again, but instead of the dark clothes of the dark guards, he had changed into the usual clothes of the guards, with a cloak on his shoulders.

After everything was ready, Quan An carefully went up to ask the master to get off the car, "Master, everything is in place."

After the master got off the car, Quan An walked up to knock on the door slowly.

After knocking twice, the gate of the palace opened again. The concierge had no choice but to speak with some impatience. After seeing the person standing outside the door, he suddenly became hoarse. Is it convenient to meet the prince face to face?"

"Convenience! Convenience! Please, Chief Manager." The concierge was taken aback, and quickly waved his hand backwards, signaling his colleagues to report, while he quickly opened the door of the mansion to welcome safety into the mansion.

"Our family is bothering."

"Sir, if you're here, you'll already be flourishing if you can come, so why bother!" Anyone else can stop him, but this one alone can't. Stopping him is like stopping someone. His Majesty the Emperor, that is a capital offense!

Quan An quickly stepped into the gate of the mansion, glanced at the master who was closely behind him out of the corner of his eyes, and silently turned his body a little bit.

As a slave, how could he act in front of the king like this?

As the head of the imperial court, Quan An had already attracted attention. He had a snow cap on his head, and because of the dim light at night, no one noticed this sudden difference.

A group of people entered the gate of the palace smoothly, and the concierge led Quan An to the main hall. Yun Jiu, who rushed over after hearing the news, stopped him halfway.

"Our family was ordered to meet the eldest son, and asked Steward Yun to lead the way."

"Yes, Chief Manager, please."

"Our family heard from the concierge that the son is not feeling well, but is he better?" Quan An asked.

"Eunuch Lao is concerned, my son occasionally feels a little uncomfortable due to the wind and cold, and he is fine after taking the medicine." When Yun Jiu replied, he took two wrong steps, and his keen observation made him subconsciously walk towards that with a black look Xuemao's guards took a second look, somehow feeling something was wrong.

"This black light is blind, Mr. Yun pays attention to his feet."

Seeing him paying attention to that side, Quan An reminded without panic.

The boy was holding the lantern, most of which shone on Quan An's feet, Yun Jiu was walking beside him, but it was darker under his feet.

"Thank you for the reminder, chief executive. Please come to the chief executive." Yun Jiu smiled and thanked, as if strange and inexplicable, which caused him to look back again.

But the man was walking behind Quan An, and the weak light from the lantern couldn't be seen clearly, Yun Jiu secretly wondered, it should be the guards in the palace, but why he always felt wrong?

After bypassing the garden and the corridor, when Quan An and his party arrived at the main hall, Yun Wei was already waiting in the hall.

Xuan Zhan noticed the thin figure from a distance, and it was still a distance away, so he couldn't see it clearly, but the occasional two shallow coughs made Xuan Zhan frown.

When he got up in the morning, he was still normal, why did he suddenly catch a cold in this day?

"The old slave sees the son."

After entering the main hall, Quan An saluted in a proper manner, and the guards behind him stood upright.

"Elder-in-law, please get up, there is no need to perform such a grand ceremony." Yun Wei stood in the hall, looked at Quan An's heart, and hurriedly leaned over to support him.

"Thank you, son."

"My father-in-law came to the door late at night, ahem...but what's your majesty's intention?" With the precedent of the last time, Yun Wei was already mentally prepared for the chief executive who came to the door late at night.

Quan An didn't talk too much, "I also ask the prince to retreat, the old slave has something important to tell."

Yun Wei was slightly taken aback, although he had many doubts, he simply shunned everyone in the hall.

"I don't know, father-in-law..." Before Yun Wei could finish speaking, he paused when he saw the familiar figure behind Quan An, his eyes widened in surprise, "This..."

"Why did Duanduan catch the wind and cold?" Xuan Zhan took off the snow cap on his head, and cast a reproachful glance at the astonished man, "Why don't you take care of your body so much?"

"Your Majesty." The master didn't need to hide his whereabouts anymore, and retreated to the side in a safe and sensible way.

"Have you had your medicine? Can you have your dinner?"

Seeing the slightly flushed face but pale lips, Xuan Zhan felt very distressed.

"What? I have flowers on my face, so pretty?" Looking at the little guy who was staring at him with nice eyes, Xuan Zhan joked a little angrily.

Being narrowed down by His Majesty the Emperor again, Yun Wai lowered his head in a huff, somewhat at a loss for what to do.

"Where is your bedroom?" Looking at the bewildered little guy, Xuan Zhan shook his head slightly, stepped forward and took his hand and asked.

"His Majesty……"

"Where is the bedroom?"

"...Zhuyang Pavilion."

He wanted to ask, why did His Majesty appear in the palace at this moment?Isn't today a family dinner on New Year's Eve?

But seeing His Majesty holding his hand tightly without saying a word, Yun Ghou was a little timid.

In the morning, looking at the brand-new royal robes brought by the palace servants from the Shangyi Bureau, he almost didn't even think about it, and went straight out of the palace.

It wasn't until he left the palace and returned to the mansion that he was questioned by Uncle De Jiu why he had to run away, that he came to his senses in a daze, why did he run away?

Now seeing His Majesty's calm appearance, he realized that he seemed to have forgotten a very important thing.When he left the palace in the morning, he did not inform His Majesty the Emperor—"Where is the Zhuyang Pavilion?"

"The back hall."

"Lead the way." Taking off the warm cloak on his shoulders and draping it over his shoulders, His Majesty still held his hand tightly, showing no sign of letting go.

"Your Majesty, your cloak!?" Yun Wai was startled by the warmth falling on his shoulders, and hurriedly reached out to take it off, but before he reached out to touch the cloak, His Majesty the Emperor had already pressed his hand heavily.

Yun Wei withdrew his hand embarrassingly, not daring to speak again.

Bypassing the main hall, the back hall directly leads to Zhuyang Pavilion.

Xuan Zhan led him back to the Zhuyang Pavilion without saying a word, entered the room, looked at the steaming medicine bowl on the table, Xuan Zhan's face became even more moody.