half life slave

The summer solstice of the 38th year of Shengping.The weather is sunny and sunny, with occasional cool breezes. It is a good weather that is not too hot.

Rong Yu was alone in the No. [-] North Office, transcribing the emperor's travel records since the Xia Dynasty, when he suddenly heard someone calling his name outside.

He put down his pen and opened the door. Standing in the corridor was Sun Chuanxi, the secretary of the imperial prison.

Chuanxi poked his head and glanced inside the door, and first teased him, "It's a hot day, and everyone else has gone off to cool off, and I sent you an errand, but you are the most frugal and good-natured."

Rong Yu lowered his head and smiled, knowing that there must be a reason for him to come to see him now, so he just asked him why.

Chuanxi showed embarrassment, "Today, a new batch of paintings entered the Hall of Martial Arts, and they were said to have been confiscated by the family of a convicted official. There is a picture of Maolin Yuanxiu that looks like Li Cheng of the Five Dynasties, but it has not been signed. Grandpa Xia said that it might be a fake, and none of us can be sure, but it would be a pity to say it's fake. Then I want you to make a hard trip and help me out."

Rong Yu smiled, "Don't dare to say anything, don't break your rules, I don't want to interrupt casually in front of Xia Zhangyin."

Chuanxi laughed at him for being too cautious, "You only tell him to listen to it alone, and you won't save his face. Later, Grandpa Xia has something good to thank you for. Don't tell me, he still trusts you."

Having said that, Rong Yu no longer refused, and followed Chuanxi into the Hall of Martial Heroes.With a glance, I saw that painting was being placed on the red sandalwood table.

The palm print Xia Wuyong stood in the hall, surrounded by a circle of servants from the imperial prison.

Xia Wuyong went up to meet him, Xia Wuyong just glanced at him, nodded lightly, then turned his head and said to the crowd, "This picture of Maolin Yuanxiu does not have the word Li Cheng written on it, how can it be said that it is Li Cheng's authentic work? "

Rong Yu stood a little closer, carefully looked at the brushwork in the painting and the inscriptions in the blank space, and the description in Xuanhe's painting manual flashed through his mind, and he was already thinking about it.

But in front of so many people, it is not easy to speak out rashly, he just waited for everyone to leave before whispering to Xia Wuyong, but the other party was uncharacteristically raised his eyebrows and asked, "Since you are here, you can't just stand on the dry shore and say you Let everyone listen to your thoughts."

Rong Yu had no choice but to agree, and Fang said slowly, "Xia's palm print is a joke, but the villain thinks this painting is unique to Li Cheng's. There are two reasons. Zeng Yun from the Song Dynasty, Li Cheng's technique, the ink is moist and the brush is clean, and the smoke is hazy. Lightly moving, as if facing thousands of miles away, it is very delicate, which is especially evident in this painting."

After a pause, he continued, "Secondly, this painting has a long history and has been in the hands of Jia Sidao, Xian Yushu and others. Although there is no inscription, most collectors of later generations rely on Xiang Bing, Ni Zan, and Zhang Tianjun based on the back of the scroll. The inscriptions and postscripts of the three people identified it as the work of Li Cheng. Even Ni Yunlin got this painting, and he couldn’t put it down day and night.

Xia Wuyong snorted slightly, and was about to speak when his eyes caught someone stepping in on the palace door. He was tall and tall, wearing a golden crown, and dressed in crimson. It was Shen Hui, the second son of Emperor Shengping, King of Chu , followed by his bodyguard Huai Feng.

Emperor Dayin Shengping's knees were weak, so he had only two princes, the eldest son was named King of Qin, and the second son was named King of Chu. Since no crown prince has been registered yet, and King Shen Hui of Chu just turned fifteen this year, neither of the two princes has ever left the palace to build a mansion. Still living in Da Nei.

Seeing the king of Chu coming in, everyone held their breaths and knelt down to pay their respects.

Shen Hui ignored the waiters in the room, and from the corner of his eye saw him walking towards the painting, stood still and stared intently for a while before speaking out.

The voice is light and cold, like the sound of metal and stone knocking, it sounds like it can make people feel cool in midsummer.

Xia Wuyong caught up a few steps, and said with a smile, "Your Highness arrived, but I did not go far to meet you. Please forgive me. You have some errands here today, and I am waiting for your instruction."

Shen Hui didn't answer, but just looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

After a long while, he smiled leisurely, "Gu came here casually to see what good things you have collected recently. I never want to hear you arguing about this. Don't argue, this painting was brought by Gu from Yunnan. Whether it is Li or not It has been done, and the style of its pen and ink alone is beyond the reach of today's people. Compared with the quality and the quality, it is not that important. Isn't Feng Ben's Orchid Pavilion Preface also kept in the Hall of Martial Heroes? Don't you think so? This reason?"

What Shen Hui meant was not to mention the authenticity of the paintings, anyway, they are quite valuable for collection, let alone brought back by himself.

Xia Wuyong realized immediately, nodded in agreement in haste.

Shen Hui hummed, and suddenly asked, "Who was the person who spoke just now, stand up and let Gu see."

Rong Yu was taken aback, could it be that what he said was overheard by the King of Chu?He has always been quiet and not prominent, especially in front of the nobles in the palace, he always hides far away, today is really a coincidence, unexpectedly ran into this prince.

Before he had time to think about it, everyone had already looked at him, so Rong Yu had no choice but to take a step forward and stand with his head bowed according to the rules.

Shen Hui glanced at him, and ordered him to raise his head with a cold voice.

Rong and Yiyan raised his head, eyes still downcast, this is the palace rule, he cannot have any eye contact with His Holiness.

Shen Hui twirled the jade wrench in his hand, and said in a gentle tone, "You know painting well, how long have you been working in the Imperial Prison?"

Rong He bowed his body, "Returning to Your Highness, all the ministers know the book of the prison, and do not serve in the imperial prison."

Shen Hui was silent for a moment, then asked again, "What's your name?" His voice seemed a little warmer than before.

"My name is Lin Rongyu."

Shen Hui smiled softly, turned his head and said to Xia Wuyong, "I haven't written it down yet, I'll ask Duzhi Supervisor later, it will be much better."

Xia Wuyong nodded repeatedly and said yes.Shen Hui didn't stay any longer, turned around and left, and when he was about to leave the palace gate, he suddenly stopped and raised his voice to order, "I'm just looking for the picture of Ni Yunlin's fishing village in autumn, when he calls, ask him to send it to me .”

The implication is that Xia Wuyong really wants to transfer Rong Yulai to the imperial prison.

Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, after all he didn't take these words too seriously.

Because Chuanxi has always been on good terms with him, and often asked him to come to see the calligraphy and painting collections of the imperial supervisor, Xia Wuyong was no stranger to him, and naturally knew his name, even if it was so, he never thought of transferring others. Imperial prison.

It can be seen that from the bottom of my heart, I don't want to accept him.

It is true that Rong Yu somewhat yearned for the job of purchasing and repairing ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, but it was not good to ask for a transfer rashly.The promotion in the palace seems to be ordinary, but there are hidden mysteries inside. He is used to being quiet and doesn't want to cause trouble for himself and others.

Seeing that the matter was over, Rong Yu bid farewell to the palm seal.This time Zixia Wuyong looked at him very differently, as if looking at him carefully, he looked at him from head to toe.

Feeling a bit cramped by such attention, Rong Yu had no choice but to bow and salute again, but walked back out.

Many days later, Rong Yu was still sorting out the old files in Duzhijian. The complicated paperwork almost made him forget what happened in the Hall of Martial Arts, until his boss—Zhang Xiu, the palm seal of Duzhijian, came to him and ordered him to pack his things, starting tomorrow Go to the imperial supervisor.

Rong Yu acted according to his orders, and couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

He was finally transferred to the imperial prison, and the person who was most happy for him was Chuanxi.Both of them entered the palace in the 28th year of Shengping, and grew up together when they were young. At that time, Jierong was six years old, and Chuanxi was only one year older than him.

Chuanxi was quick-witted and quick-witted, and knew early on to follow Xia Wuyong's path, and was selected into the imperial prison, which was said to be lucrative and promoted quickly.For a long time after that, he often smiled and didn't know how to make progress. With his back against the big tree of Gaochun, he didn't know how to find a future for himself.

For such topics, Rong Yu can only smile back. He has never thought about it. As a young eunuch in the inner palace, who has traveled from another world and just wants to live out this life in a mediocre way, what is the so-called future? What's the point of being aggressive.

The heart is like stagnant water, so there is no goal, and all thoughts have been lost, so there is even more desire and desire.Rong Yu is very clear that this is the shackles in his character that he cannot shake off.

Fortunately, it is still a job that makes him feel comfortable and comfortable when he comes into contact with the management of calligraphy, painting and artwork.

One day after the transfer, Xia Wuyong asked Rong Yu to find out the picture of Ni Zan's Yuzhuang Qiuji, and ordered to send the picture to Chonghua Palace to present to His Highness the King of Chu.

It just so happened that a servant from Jianfu Palace came to pass word that Princess Qin was about to read Emperor Daojun's thousand-character cursive script, so Xia Wuyong ordered Rong Yu to send it along.

Because he was with the servant, he chose to go to Jianfu Palace first.

Jianfu Palace is the residence of the emperor's eldest son, Qin Wang Shen Che. Shen Che just married Zhao Zishan, the daughter of the capital censor Zhao Xun at the beginning of the year.Rong and people who have heard of the prison have discussed in private that the relationship between the King of Qin and the Princess is not very good. As for the reason, he was quite dumbfounded at the time, but it was that the Prince disliked that the Princess was not beautiful enough, not as good as the few servants around her. Little waiter.

King Qin was fond of Nanfeng in private, and Rong Yu had heard this rumor to some extent, but he never expected that it was not only true, but would be verified by himself soon.

As soon as he stepped into Jianfu Palace, he saw Shen Che playing with two cranes in the palace courtyard.Rong Yu kowtowed to pay his respects, and when he got up, he quickly glanced at King Qin's face.

In the past, he accompanied the emperor and the prince when they traveled, but because of the distance, he never saw King Qin's face clearly.At this moment, purely out of curiosity, he made this presumptuous move, and at a glance, he could see clearly that Shen Che was very handsome with sword eyebrows and star eyes.

When he was about to leave to deliver the copybook to the concubine of Fuchen Hall, Shen Che suddenly stopped him.

Rong Yu stood in the yard waiting for his order, but he didn't speak for a long time, he just fed the cranes and looked back at Rong Yu up and down.

After a while, Shen Che walked slowly to his side, stared straight at his face, and said with a casual smile, "Come with me, I have something to ask you."

Turning around and entering the Xibei Hall in Jianfu Palace, Rong Yu hurriedly followed.After entering the hall, Shen Che ordered him to close the hall door.Rong Yu secretly said something strange, but he could only obey the order of the prince.

Turning around, he heard Shen Che tell him to look up.Rong and Yiyan raised his head, keeping his eyes on the ground all the time, not daring to go beyond the rules.

But from the corner of the eye, Shen Che could still see Shen Che looking at him carefully, and asked with a smile, "How old are you this year? What's your name?"

Rong Yu leaned forward and replied, "His Royal Highness, I am sixteen this year, and my name is Lin Rongyu."

"The name is good, and it matches your person. Are you from the imperial prison? That place is the most boring place, dealing with piles of old papers all day long." Shen Che smiled softly, with a hint of temptation in his voice, "I'll call you here How about Jianfu Palace? It’s much more comfortable to follow me than to be with you.”

Rong Yu felt uneasy for a while, and vaguely guessed what he meant. He was not sure, and said more respectfully, "I just went to the imperial prison, and I dare not trouble the nobles in the inner palace to send me again. I thank your highness for your kindness, and I look forward to seeing you again." Your Highness forgive me."

Shen Che suddenly smiled, as if he heard a big joke.

Rong Yu was even more embarrassed, and it took him a long time to hear him stop laughing, and he walked closer and said lazily, "I thought you were a clever child, but you are so uninterested, who dares to say anything to praise you alone? Why don't you come to serve me?" , would it be worse than serving that idiot Xia Wuyong?"

Being stared at by Shen Che, Rong Yu's heartbeat quickened, and he said intermittently, "Chen, there is really nothing special about it, I dare not expect to be favored by His Highness."

Shen Che snorted lightly, and suddenly reached out to caress his face.

This simple action made Rong Yu's back instantly sweat like rain.