Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

April [-]th in the sixth year of Tianqing

Tiandi's [-]th birthday

Heavenly Emperor's birthday banquet, needless to say, the ostentation, the common people enjoyed together, passers-by congratulated, officials accompanied, brought their wives into the palace, envoys from various countries, princes and nobles... There were all kinds of people, and the guards of the imperial city became stricter at this time.

All the guards in the palace are one-of-a-kind experts. At this moment, the emperor's birthday banquet, in order to protect the safety of the imperial city, is like facing an enemy.Every person who enters and exits the imperial city is checked carefully, not daring to neglect in the slightest.

A sedan chair steadily appeared at the gate of the imperial city.

"Who is coming, tell me your name quickly?" the head guard yelled, he has never seen anyone who dared to stop the sedan chair at the palace gate after many years of interrogation here, and now seeing such a bold person, it is inevitable that he has no good words.

What made him even more uneasy was the four big men carrying the sedan chair. They were tall and solid, as steady as a mountain bell. The sharp eyes under the white gauze bamboo hat told him that these people were all practitioners with extraordinary martial arts skills.

All this had to make the gatekeeper vigilant.

Xie Yiya was frightened by the shouting, and stared blankly at the head of the guard for a while. After he regained his composure, he stepped forward and took out the token, "This is the token, brother guard, please let me go."

The head of the guards glanced at Xie Yiya, and flipped the token angrily. After repeated checks, he found no problem and threw the token to Xie Yiya.

The people in the sedan chair didn't show up or speak from the beginning to the end, they were unusually quiet.

The head of the guards looked at the sedan chair suspiciously, wishing to see a hole, and said in a deep voice: "The rules of the imperial city, anyone who enters the city, no matter young or old, princes and nobles, must dismount from the sedan chair, put away their swords and armor, and enter the palace on foot. "

Xie Yiya smiled and said: "My young master's eyesight is bad, and he may not be able to catch up with the palace banquet when he walks, so please be more considerate."

The head of the guard sneered: "If you have bad eyesight, you can't leave? It's not like you're blind, crippled, or disabled. There's nothing you can't do. Get out of the sedan chair!"

Xie Yiya was in a hurry, "You have already said that my young master has bad eyesight, why are you being unreasonable?"

The head guard saw that the people in the sedan chair did not speak, and felt suspicious. The people in the sedan chair gave him a feeling of uneasiness, even a kind of evil spirit.

"You have sharp teeth, bad eyes, and you are not blind. Even if you are blind, do you have to sit in a sedan chair? Come down quickly and don't get in the way behind."

After the head guard finished speaking impatiently, a figure flashed behind the sedan chair, and the head guard suddenly screamed "Wow", and everyone looked back.The head guard covered his eyes tightly and rolled on the ground, blood and tears streaming down his face.

"This is the price for your disrespect to the young master."

The head of the guards struggled to cover his eyes, not letting go, "Come here, surround me, they are assassins."

In an instant, the gate of the city was filled with darkness, and was completely surrounded.A group of people are fierce and fierce, their eyes are about to burst.

Jiang Yushu shook his head helplessly in the sedan chair, "Uncle Luo, you are being reckless, the imperial city is important, so don't hurt anyone."

This is a warm, cold, clear voice, with a touch of self-contained nobility.

The person Jiang Yushu called Uncle Luo stood still, his eyes swept back and forth on the head of the guards, and suddenly he lowered his head and said, "Yes, son, Luo Buqiu has been reckless."

"What's going on in front?" All the servants and servants followed a carriage and came towards the gate of the palace in a mighty manner.That voice came from the carriage, carrying an indelible majesty.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the palace, and a man in a purple embroidered crane-embroidered royal robe and a belt with embroidered cranes embroidered with eight precious jades got out of the carriage.There is a majesty in the nobility, and a ruthlessness in the majesty.

"Prime Minister Mo." The rest of the guards hurriedly saluted as if they were saviors.

The person who came was none other than Concubine Mo Guifei's elder brother, the Prime Minister of the dynasty——Mo Feng.

"So it's Prime Minister Mo." There was an elegant call from the sedan chair, Yuxiao lifted the curtain, and everyone only saw Xiao who was green all over with a trace of blood.

Xiao is both a musical instrument and a murder weapon.

The voice of the person holding the jade flute was very soft, very flat, without too many ups and downs.But it gave off a harsh, chilling aura.

The whole body of the jade flute is emerald green, the color is excellent, and the tunes it plays are also beautiful and soul-stirring.

Everyone looked at the jade flute.

Who else can hold the jade flute in the sky besides Young Master Qingyu?

The person who rose to fame after a year of departure.

The man who moved the world with his Xiao Yin and was known as the "Master of Jade Xiao".

The curtain was opened by Yuxiao.

It was a young man, sitting quietly in the sedan chair.Like rivers and mountains thousands of miles away, neither the sun, the moon, nor the stars have ever shaken him.The eyebrows are coquettish cherry red, warm and peaceful like water, and the moon-white clothes imply the fragrance of ink.In the extremely lively crowd, there is a trace of calmness.

The long sleeves are full of curls and the fragrance of ink is hidden, and the world is independent and the moon is light.

"It really is Mr. Qingyu." Prime Minister Mo smiled, with a cunning that couldn't be hidden in his smile.He yelled at the guards: "Don't you even have eyes? This is Mr. Qingyu who was bestowed by the emperor as the 'Jade Flute Master'. This time, you can stop Mr. Qingyu from entering the palace to perform music at the royal feast, so hurry up and let him go." .” The prime minister ordered, and the surrounding guards dispersed quickly.

"Thank you, Prime Minister Mo!" Jiang Yushu let go of the curtain, rubbed the jade flute with his palm, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The sedan chair rises, and people enter the city.

Only then did the guards realize that 'Young Master Qingyu' was a title specially reserved for him by the eldest prince of the dynasty, and 'Jade Flute Master' was a title bestowed by the emperor, even the emperor was full of praise for his flute sound.

What they are offending now is the red man in the eyes of the two superiors.

What made them even more unbelievable was that Mr. Qingyu was actually blind.

However, the murderous aura of that jade flute, and the evil spirit buried under the gentle appearance of Mr. Qingyu kept colliding with their thoughts.

When the sedan chair was gone, the guards still couldn't forget the moon-white shadow and the jade flute.

Do you want to know too much?Or is it that kind of gentle feeling that wants people to get closer, I don't know?

***

When Jiang Yushu entered the palace, Zhao Yifeng stood quietly at the gate of Qianyuan Hall, with no emotion on his face and eyes, as if no one around him existed.It is full of the breath that strangers should not rely on.

On the contrary, Zhao Qingfeng was leaning lazily on a pillar carved with dragons, holding a jug of wine in his hand, smiling and squinting, full of evil spirits, noble and elegant.

I saw him chatting happily with a group of officials, big and small, smiling evilly, and everyone echoed and sang happily.The excitement at Zhao Qingfeng's place further highlighted Zhao Yifeng's desolation.

Zhao Yifeng turned a deaf ear to it, ignored it, and let the crowd around him be lively.His eyes closely follow one person.

Xie Yiya led Jiang Yushu in, the child didn't know what was going on in the palace, and looked around from time to time, timid and cautious.Zhao Yifeng saw the moonlight from a distance.

Moon White, what a familiar color.

He still prefers plain colors.

The moment Xie Yiya saw Zhao Yifeng, he almost jumped up excitedly. Meeting a familiar person in an unfamiliar palace saved a lot of trouble.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to call for someone, Jiang Yushu's voice came at the right time, "Yi Ya, an important place in the palace, don't be rude."

The warm voice was a little cold.

Zhao Yifeng cast a look at Xie Yiya, and the child understood.

It would be a lot of trouble if people knew about the relationship between Zhao Yifeng and Jiang Yushu.This is the tacit understanding between the two, and it is also the correct way not to bring disaster to Jiang Yushu.

Zhao Qingfeng glanced at Jiang Yushu, then at Zhao Yifeng, smiled ironically, and sat down with the crowd.

I don't know if it's because Zhao Yifeng has a cold aura, or because he has been lonely for many years and is not good at socializing, and everyone doesn't want to sit with a piece of ice, so in the end Zhao Yifeng only sat beside Jiang Yushu.

Xie Yiya sat at the end, his eyes focused on the food and drink on the table, and he didn't care about Jiang Yushu at all.

With the sound of the Emperor of Heaven, 'the banquet begins'.

The emperor's birthday officially kicked off.

Dancing girls filed in, surrounded by fragrant powder, with graceful waists and limbs. Jiang Yushu held a jade flute and (he four tones) a song, sat quietly and listened to it, and achieved the purpose of adding to the fun.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at everything with a smile, full of satisfaction.

"Although today is my birthday, it is also a family banquet. You don't have to be strict with the etiquette, just enjoy yourself."

Zhao Qingfeng smiled slightly, "Father said that there is no need to be strict with etiquette, but in fact it is still necessary."

The Emperor of Heaven laughed loudly, "You are the only one who is afraid of restraint, and you are the one who is most constrained by my rules. Haha..."

"It is also a blessing for my son to be bound by the rules of my father." After Zhao Qingfeng finished speaking, he immediately lifted his robe and knelt down. "It's my father's birthday today, and my son and minister will prepare a small gift, and please accept it with a smile." After speaking, they clapped their hands, and the palace servants brought up a piece of purple coral at the right time.

The Emperor of Heaven couldn't help but smile from ear to ear when he saw the purple coral, "Qingfeng is indeed my good boy."

The emperor of heaven loves corals, as long as they are corals, they are regarded as treasures.

Legend has it that coral is the mascot of the fairy mountain, and it is beneficial to gain benefits if it is placed in the house for a long time.

This time, Zhao Qingfeng followed suit and got a big deal.The Emperor of Heaven had a lot of influence on him, and even took a second look at him, admiring many treasures, antique calligraphy and paintings.

Zhao Yifeng sent a hand-copied "Tao Te Ching", and the Heavenly Emperor accepted the gift with a smile, neither good nor bad.

Everyone gave presents, and the courtesans congratulated each other. After the gifts were delivered, there was the sound of silk and bamboo, and the dancers danced to their heart's content.

Jiang Yushu sat upright, holding a jade flute.Zhao Yifeng was beside him, not saying a word.

"Your Highness doesn't seem to like palace banquets?"

"The banquet is like this every year, and I am tired of watching it. This hall is not interested."

Jiang Yushu couldn't see everything, but there was a smile in his eyes, "Your Highness seems to have a bad relationship with Second Highness?"

Zhao Yifeng smiled and lowered his head, and said softly, "Qingyu, don't you know?"

Jiang Yushu nodded, with a smile in his eyes, and said lightly: "Jiang met Prime Minister Mo before entering the palace today, Your Highness should be careful."

Zhao Yifeng had no choice but to say in a low voice: "This hall and my second brother have been at odds since childhood. He has been studying abroad all year round, and this hall has never met him. But he just doesn't like this hall. Of course, this hall also doesn't like him. This hall really doubts the relationship with him. His horoscope is against each other. Now there is Prime Minister Mo...their uncle and nephew family are fighting together!"

"Since it is not pleasing to the eye, we must find a way to remove it."

He said it lightly, as if it was an unrelated matter.

Zhao Yifeng looked at Jiang Yushu and sighed, "It must be pulled out, otherwise it will be a disaster for all people."

Jiang Yushu was curious, "Your Highness has decided?"

"The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Household even participated in two copies of the main hall. The good second younger brother of this hall has already attacked this high hall, how can this hall sit and wait for death?"

Holding a glass of wine, Jiang Yushu smiled elegantly, "Thank you Jiang for Wanmin. Your Highness, please!"

The man holds the cup, and the wine goes inside.

"Your Highness is so reassuring about Jiang, isn't he afraid that Jiang will inform him?"

Zhao Yi smiled brightly and leaned closer to Jiang Yushu's ear, "You and I are bosom friends, and this palace believes in you."

Jiang Yushu smiled lightly, held the jade flute in his hand, and took a glass of wine.

"His Royal Highness still has to look for Jiang in the way of a gentleman, otherwise, Jiang can't guarantee whether he will say what he said today?"

The man frowned, "Is Qingyu blackmailing the hall? When did the hall become a gentleman? Who saw it, who said it? Come out quickly!"

"The prince is so thick-skinned. I don't know how many people have been deceived by His Highness's appearance?"

Zhao Yifeng smiled rascally: "As long as Qingyu knows, this hall doesn't care what others think."

Jiang Yushu held on to Xiao, trying to throw a hidden weapon on his face.

The cherry red between the eyebrows is coquettish, spreading like blood, and the evil spirit protrudes.