Qing Chuanzhi's actor is reborn in the emperor's family

Before Yinqi could react to the first sentence, he suddenly heard the prince's next words, stood up in astonishment, but coughed upside down with just one mouthful.

"Look what you're in a hurry—if you faint here again, I think Huang Ama will have to kill me on the spot."

Seeing the guard standing beside him helped his master to sit back, and was busy pouring tea for him, the prince relaxed and leaned back, lazily yawning: "I'm not joking with you." , you have to take it seriously, listen?"

"Are you crazy?"

Yinqi finally managed to catch his breath, got up with Tanlang's support, frowned and stared at the second elder brother whose style of painting was a bit outrageous: "You are the prince——you are called the fourth brother because of how hard you think about it." Brother is free to compete with you for reserves?"

"When did I want to open it?" The prince sneered, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it leisurely, "I am living a very good life now. The Ministry of Punishment sells people's lives. Anyway, I don't need to fight for the reserve, so why do I have to work hard to bear the burden? Guang Laoba is jumping around to rob, beating to death and alive is trying to harm me One, thinking all day long about how to get me off the horse. Why don't you ask your good fourth brother to join in and help me share a little bit, pretending that the three of us are fighting-in return, if he really fights Once I get it, I will definitely not make things difficult for him, and I will never compete with him, what do you think?"

Yinqi walked up to him slowly, snatched the wine glass from his hand, looked at him quietly for a long time before saying: "Second brother, do you know why I am so angry with Lao Ba today?"

"What's the point of asking - don't you feel sorry for this one and love that one like a Bodhisattva all day long, wishing that every ant crawling on your body would have to be found and released in a deserted place, and now I see the old eight targeting me , don’t you feel sorry for me again?”

The prince responded impatiently, and simply took two mouthfuls with the flagon.The fake bodhisattva fifth brother who just kicked Suo'etu's family into the clan's mansion was choked for a while, and felt that he had ignored the affairs of Beijing for a few years, and everything around him seemed to have changed unexpectedly He was silent for a long time before sighing softly: "Second brother, don't play tricks with me... Let me tell you the truth, even if you are really fighting to the death, as long as you don't involve me, I'm actually I can bear it too. But I don’t want to be used as a knife, and I don’t want to fall into someone’s trap out of nowhere. No matter who you are for, and what kind of thoughts you have, before you use me, can you— —tell me beforehand?"

His tone was not the same as before, it seemed to be filled with deep-seated fatigue and burnout, and the eyes that were usually warm and smiling were actually full of sadness and desolation.The prince was startled, looked at the younger brother in front of him with half-belief, frowned and said suspiciously: "Are you really ignorant of the Ministry of Punishment?"

Yin Qi didn't seem to want to say more, but just looked at him quietly for a while, then sat back slowly while supporting Tan Lang's arm.The prince frowned and stared at the movements of these two people. He suddenly remembered the last time the younger brother collapsed into the arms of the guard, his heart shrank inexplicably, and he said like a ghost: "If I say——I I don’t want to be the prince anymore, believe it or not?”

This was the first time His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spoke in a useless tone. Yin Qi was secretly relieved seeing that the offensive of showing weakness that he hadn't used much for many years finally had an effect.He simply took out the posture of doing psychological counseling in his previous life, sat up slightly and stared at him: "Why?"

"Whoever wants to be whoever wants to be - to be a prince is to be an emperor in the future. If I want to become like Huang Ama, I must first think about the court before I think about the people in everything I do. I want to stay behind eight moves after I take one move Hand, I might as well just spend my whole life like this."

The prince chuckled, picked up the wrench again, squeezed it between his fingers and played with it slowly, lowered his eyes and said slowly: "Besides... don't you think this is very interesting? He has worked so hard to cultivate it. The prince, who is brought by his side every day to teach and teach, is obviously a father and son, but he has to carefully set up a trap, and even set up a circle of eyes in the East Palace to stare from head to toe—that's all Or let me be abolished, how would he feel?"

Yinqi's head was suddenly squeezed by someone, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't speak. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "After all, you live by yourself. Even if the relationship between you and Huang Ama is really difficult to ease, And why do you have to give up on yourself and just ruin yourself like this..."

"Once I am a king, I am lonely. I can't do things as I want, and I can't express my emotions - how long do you think I can hold back and completely let myself go and become a senseless tyrant?"

"..." Finding that there was no way to answer this question, Yin Qi was silent for a while, and finally sighed sincerely: "One year at most."

"One year? You really think highly of me." The prince sneered, and waved his hands disapprovingly, "At most half a year, Gu can make this country look like a mess! Huang Ama has been trying to find a master for me all day long. But what do I not understand? Governing the country, Anbang, are just those principles. If you really understand the principles and you can govern the country, why not write a book and ask the next one to follow suit, and find a dog to tie the two Mantou squatting there - oh!"

Yinqi rushed over to cover his mouth before the last sentence fell, and pressed him on the chair so as not to make him drunk, but he still heard a muffled bang outside. Master Ma Qi, who was extremely tired, bumped into the wall or the door frame.

The prince was obviously half drunk, and he was struggling to push his hand away, but his body, which had been indulged for many years, was no longer able to compete with this younger brother who practiced martial arts all the time. The younger brother's clothes in front of him, choked up and laughed out loud.

"Huang Ama would actually say—how much painstaking care he spent on me, but I only found it ridiculous when I heard it... The prince he spent all his time cultivating is nothing more than a prince. This prince is me, the fourth child, It's the old eight, even the idiot boss. I just happened to become his prince by chance, so I have to prove how wise and powerful he is when he changed to the eldest son, and how great Huang Ama he is—— But what if I wasn’t the eldest son? If one or two of my older brothers survived, all his painstaking efforts would be spent on the other prince, and it would have nothing to do with me..."

The prince murmured for a while, then suddenly laughed and shook his head, wiped the tears on his face and said in a voice: "Do you know? Sometimes when I look into Huang Ama's eyes, I tell myself that what he sees is only You are the shell of the prince. All his demands and expectations are for the prince, and have nothing to do with Yinfeng... But who asked me back then—Baocheng, do you really want to? What about being the prince?"

Yinqi quietly let him tug on his clothes, feeling that his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't speak, raised his hand and pressed on the head of the prince who was crying like a half-grown child, rubbed it slowly, and then Sighed very lightly.

He still remembered that when he accompanied the driver on his expedition to Galdan that year, his emperor Ama once said to him that there was no father or son in the court, and no monarchs and ministers in the palace.But these things, how can they be so clearly divided at once like a sharp knife cutting through meat?You know, once the monarch and his subjects have been doing this for a long time, I am afraid that there will be no father-son relationship left...

Facing the second brother who completely adopted a non-cooperative attitude, Yin Qi tossed about half the night but lost his temper. He choked back all the words he had prepared, sat for a while relatively silently, and then got up to leave.He just walked to the door, but suddenly stopped, lowered his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Second brother... If I didn't insist on leaving, what would you do?"

"If you hadn't left back then, I would have tormented harder than I am now - if it wasn't for the fear of ruining the foundation of my ancestors and becoming a sinner through the ages of the Qing Dynasty, why would I have to endure my elder brother until now? Barefoot is not afraid Shoes, I don’t plan to ask for anything anymore, so I’m afraid that he, an immature little white-eyed boy, won’t be a wolf?”

The prince sneered, raised the jug in his hand nonchalantly at the younger brother's back, and then raised the corners of his lips with a meaningful smile: "Old Wu, you are not happy today, half of it is because you feel sorry. Me, half of it is because Lao Ba is sorry for you. Now let me tell you, I did all of this myself, and I just wanted to make things like this, so you don’t have to be awkward. As for Lao Ba, you Back then, he helped his mother and concubine enter the palace, but now he uses you as a knife--such a white-eyed wolf, I still look forward to seeing you clean him up..."

Yin Qi didn't look back, but just chuckled lightly: "Second brother, are you using me as a knife?"

"Forget it, go, go, I'm waiting for you to stab someone." The prince's voice seemed to be heavily drunk, but he seemed sober like a sharp knife glowing with cold, "By the way, Mr. Eight, the lifeline used to make money is the censor who inspected salt roads stuffed into your south of the Yangtze River. He also bought this 'white duck', and his biggest backer in the court, that Ah Ling, has nothing to do with this matter. I can't get rid of the relationship - I just sold him a flaw, and he panicked at me, but he didn't know that the people under him were not clean at all, but I ordered all the evidence to be given to me. Wipe it off, and never let him know about it."

Listening to his words, Yinqi's heart, which was originally congested, seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water suddenly, and he felt the chill seeping out from the cracks in his bones. After standing for a long time, he finally said slowly: "Got it, Second brother is a good method."

"If Huang Ama knew what happened today, she would probably beat me to death... Fifth brother, I'm sorry to be a brother. I've let a brother like you who can say a few words of truth be fooled in my whole life, But it was me who pushed you into the fire pit several times."

The prince supported the table as if he was going to stand up, but he was too drunk after all, but after taking two steps, he staggered and leaned against the wall and fell to the ground. He simply leaned against the wall and looked at him crookedly. He chuckled and said vaguely: "Go, go and attack Lao Ba. This time, he can cut off two arms at most, or kill him. He still has more hands. The whole Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara—but It doesn't matter, we will continue to fight in the future. I will stand in front, and when the two of us fight to the end, these things, this East Palace, and the dragon chair of Huang Ama in the future will all belong to your good fourth brother It's..."

Yin Qi couldn't listen any more, and hurried out of the study, ignoring Ma Qi stumbling behind, who was full of faces and had something to say.All the way straight out of the East Palace, turned on the horse, and it was the first time that he rode the horse recklessly, and rushed to a horse farm in the suburbs of Beijing before finally exhausted, sweating profusely, reining in the reins, letting go of his strength and letting himself go Just like that, he slipped off the horse and landed on the lush green grass.

"master……"

Tanlang's voice came from behind, his breath seemed a little unstable, but he still walked quickly to his side, and carefully helped him to sit up: "Master, it's cold in the night, let's go back..."

Yin Qi didn't respond, but let him sit aside and leaned against him again.The cool night wind blows him very comfortably, and the sluggish coldness in his heart seems to have washed away a lot of this reckless running, the stars are twinkling in the night sky, and the faint buzzing of insects can be heard from all around——running hard For more than twenty years, he didn't know when he put the shaft on himself and pulled it forward regardless of direction.All I know is that I try my best to keep myself busy, and before I know it, I have never been so relaxed and self-willed for many years, never let go of all the things I was worried about, and took a rest without any worries.

"Tanlang, you said—"

I don't know how long it took before Yin Qi finally raised his head slightly, raised his hand and tried to catch those blinking stars: "What have I done all these years?"

"The master built the river channel so that the people along the banks would not have to suffer from floods every year. The Kejian Bureau was established, and the policy of providing relief with work was thoroughly implemented. Many families even stopped concealing their population because of this, and called Jiangnan The number of people in Zhili has almost doubled compared with that in the early years of Kangxi. The gentry in the south of the Yangtze River have now been subdued and rectified, and the salt merchants dare not be rampant anymore. As long as the potatoes in Zhili can be promoted, the amazing grain production can How many poor people are fed..."

Greedy Wolf responded in a gentle voice, helped Yinqi to sit up straight, quietly looked at the pair of eyes that seemed to have suddenly become confused, and said solemnly: "When the prince is deliberately doing something wrong, the eighth elder brother is everywhere When you have painstakingly drilled your camp, when the undercurrents in the court are surging and fighting endlessly, what you are guarding for the emperor is the country of our Qing Dynasty, the people of the Qing Dynasty... What can you do to the Emperor and the Qing Dynasty?"

"Hearing what you said, I have really followed the path that Huang Ama set out at the beginning, and I will be a pure minister who does things thoroughly, and I will do my best and die."

Yinqi laughed lightly, and finally fell down with his hand that couldn't catch those stars, and hit his eyes with a slap, coughed twice before saying in a hoarse voice: "But——why do I still feel that, I Nothing can be done..."

Sooner or later, the crown prince will still be abolished, and the wheel of history will return to the right track - obviously from the very beginning, it was the process he acquiesced to, and he has already gotten used to the strong inertia of history, but at this time, his heart is still Unexplainably blocked.

"Master, let's go home."

Tanlang didn't respond to his question for the first time, but just persuaded him in a gentle voice, and carefully helped him to get up slowly.Yinqi had exhausted too much physical strength just now, and his body was still a little weak after sitting for a while. With his strength, he barely supported himself up, and subconsciously looked around, before finally realizing what was wrong: "Why are you so light?" I saw Liuyun... where is your horse?"

"I couldn't catch up with Liuyun, so I threw it halfway, and I don't know if it can find it by itself."

Tanlang smiled helplessly, and helped Yinqi lean on Liuyun.I got on the horse first, then leaned over and grabbed Yinqi's arm and pulled it lightly, pulling up my master who was exhausted regardless of his care, and firmly guarded him behind him: "Master, if you want to sleep, you can sleep." Hold me tight and don't fall."

"Am I so helpless? I always doze off..."

Yin Qi muttered something in a low voice, then relaxed and leaned against him, exhaustion really came up like a tide.He is lazy by nature, and although he has been working hard all the time, it is just to strengthen his body and wear it to be handsome. It is rare for him to exhaust himself to the point of exhaustion. This way of venting has been seen in novels in previous lives, but it is really not. how tried.Now that I have been there once, I realize that this feeling of exhaustion is really addictive—the body is too lazy to move, and the brain seems to be emptied. All of my affections are lazily pressed under a comfortable blank space...

Before returning to the gate of the mansion, listening to the steady and long breathing behind him, there was a helpless and warm smile in Tan Lang's eyes.

Lian Zhen popped up without a sound, and helped Tan Lang to carry his sleeping master off the horse.Just checking his veins, he threw him back into Tanlang's arms, and walked quickly towards the house by himself: "We must prepare the medicinal bath as soon as possible, you take the master back to the house first, and I will tell them to take the bath." Carry the bucket in—three more people will help me boil the medicine, don’t let him sleep before you go back, if the spirit is not in order, the external evils are more likely to invade, and after the fourth watch, it will burn up.”

But Tan Lang seemed to be mentally prepared, nodded and hugged the tall man easily.Quickly walked into the room, asked him to sit on the soft couch, then supported his shoulders, slowed down his strength and shook gently: "Master, wake up first, let's drink the medicine before going to sleep."

Yin Qi is actually awake, but his eyelids are so heavy that he can't open his eyes, and his consciousness is also chaotic and unwilling to be clear.Frowning slightly, he leaned on his strength, coughed for a while, and then murmured: "You don't need to drink medicine, I originally wanted to use the introduction to get sick..."

"Illness can be divided into serious illness and minor illness. The master doesn't want to do it himself. He only needs to get a cold or catch a cold. If he is seriously ill, the eighth elder brother will not know that the master is in charge behind the scenes. Wouldn't it lose its deterrent effect?"

Tanlang patiently persuaded him in a gentle voice, and took off his outer clothes for him, and changed into the long gown on his body.When he saw the bruises on his shoulders and back, he still couldn't help but frowned slightly, hesitated for a while before saying: "Master, if you want to vent your anger next time, why don't you fight with us, it's almost the same as this of……"