Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

Sky blue, soft light.

in the palace.

The moonlight was calm, the black clothes were flying, and the two men walked side by side.

Xie Yiya looked at Zhao Yifeng displeasedly, with disgust on his face.But Zhao Yifeng walked to Xie Yiya's side, and with a burst of force, he transferred the jade flute from Xie Yiya's hand to his own.

Xie Yiya couldn't resist Zhao Yifeng's strength, and he jumped angrily, "Young Master, look, His Highness is fierce, even children will not be spared."

"Diao boy, don't make trouble!"

Xie Yiya was wronged, it was always his job to take the young master back, but today he was robbed alive, he had a premonition that he would be farther and farther away from the young master.

"My lord, you have to make the decision for Yi Ya, His Highness will not spare even young children."

Before Jiang Yushu could speak, Zhao Yifeng snatched the words, "This hall and Qingyu have something to say, you can't listen to it, why are you crying?"

Jiang Yushu felt Yuxiao's movement and let Zhao Yifeng lead her.Smiling to appease Xie Yiya, "Yi Ya, I have something to say with Your Highness, don't worry about it."

"But... Young Master's eyes..."

Zhao Yifeng's face turned cold, "Diao boy, do you not believe in this hall?"

Xie Yi Ya put his hands on his hips, full of imposing manner, "Hmph! Who can guarantee that you have any peace of mind for the young master? There are too many people in this world who treat the young master so sincerely, not everyone is as sincere as Yi Ya."

Zhao Yifeng didn't expect the child in front of him to be a big kid, and he actually called him 'human face/beast heart'.Thinking that he was such a dignified royal nobleman, he was insulted like this.

"Boy! You dare to scold this hall, are you tired of work?"

"Your Highness, young boy Wuji, do you want to be as knowledgeable as him?" Jiang Yushu's gentle voice sounded at the right time.

Zhao Yifeng raised his eyebrows, looked at Xie Yiya, his cold words made Xie Yiya shiver.

"This hall looks at Qingyu's face and doesn't care about you. If there is a next time, don't blame this hall for being ruthless."

Jiang Yushu smiled slightly, "Your Highness, you scared him. Yi Ya is less than eight years old, what does he know?"

Xie Yiya nodded vigorously in agreement with Jiang Yushu's words.

Zhao Yifeng grasped Yuxiao with all his strength, and led Jiang Yushu forward.

"This hall will let you go this time, Diao boy!"

Xie Yiya couldn't lead Jiang Yushu forward, he was bored.Zhao Yifeng had a dull, oppressive and cold aura that made him not want to stay with Zhao Yifeng for a moment longer.

The child observed the words and expressions, consciously found an excuse and left the palace first under the leadership of the palace servants.

"Your Highness, Second Highness is uneasy and kind, it's time."

Zhao Yifeng held the jade flute tightly, and a warm and cool feeling lingered in his hands.Over the years, the rough cocoons honed on the battlefield are softened by the coolness of the jade flute.

"This palace doesn't like court affairs, but Zhao Qingfeng won't let him go, so don't blame this palace for not thinking about brotherhood."

The gentle man let the people in Yuxiao's section lead him, and said with a slight smile, "The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a dog; the sage is not benevolent, and treats the people as a dog."

Zhao Yifeng laughed back, "A saint?" Could he, Zhao Qingfeng, be a saint?

"I just came back from this hall, and that good second brother read two books from this hall. If the king came to the world, how can there be this hall to live?"

Jiang Yushu touched the jade flute. It was obvious that the jade flute was too warm, and the hot breath from the end came through the jade flute, making him uncomfortable.He was used to the feeling of warmth and desolation, the desolation when he was homeless, the desolation when he was alone, the desolation when Jiang Qiu's Jiang Tianyuan left.Now, the warmth at the other end of the jade flute surprised him.

Zhao Yifeng felt the sudden weightlessness on the other end of the jade flute, and when he looked back, he realized that Jiang Yushu had loosened the jade flute.A person stood quietly.

"Qingyu, what's the matter?"

Jiang Yushu said indifferently, "It's okay, let's go."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold the jade flute.Zhao Yifeng handed the jade flute to his hand at the right time, and the man's slender, well-articulated hand slowly took it.Zhao Yifeng felt at ease for a moment.

"Your Highness, it's not easy to seize the heir, can you be sure, Your Highness?"

"My mother and uncle hold a heavy army, my stepmother respects the world, and this hall is the eldest son. Isn't that enough?"

The man said lightly: "Your Highness is too underestimating the enemy."

"underestimate the enemy?"

"Ah."

Jiang Yushu responded, and continued: "Concubine Mo Gui and the Empress's mother have the same family background, and Prime Minister Mo is under one person and above ten thousand, does Your Highness think it is enough?"

"This hall is the eldest son."

Jiang Yushu laughed jokingly, "Your Highness is so sure that His Majesty will establish a heir and head? Since ancient times, high-ranking and capable people have lived there. Your Highness still doesn't understand?"

Zhao Qingfeng and Zhao Yifeng's names are separated by one letter. They belong to the same noble family, the same high position of concubine, and the same culture and military strategy.What's more, Zhao Qingfeng is good at communication, and Zhao Yifeng has been lonely for more than ten years because of Zhao Shengtian's absurd and wrong beliefs.Judging from the movements of the courtiers, Zhao Yifeng is already hopeless.

Jiang Yushu saw that he was quiet, and continued, "Your Highness, please think about it. The Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Households, and even the Ministry of Public Security have two books for His Highness. The Ministry of Punishment may bear His Highness's grudge because of what happened to the Jiang family back then, so the Ministry of Punishment is not advisable. The Ministry of War is the most important defense of the imperial city. How could His Majesty let it go? Looking at the six departments, His Highness has no chance, and the Six departments are directly under His Majesty. Does Your Highness think that there is still a chance if you lose three of the six departments?"

"Isn't there still three left? This hall will fight for it."

Jiang Yushu shook his head helplessly, "His Royal Highness has not made friends with the six departments before, and he has been leading troops outside for a year. How easy is it for the remaining three departments?"

"What does Qingyu mean?"

Jiang Yushu sighed helplessly, and said worriedly: "The Second Highness is mean-spirited, I'm afraid it will be a disaster for the people. If the world is unified, the people may be in dire straits and blood will flow like rivers."

"How could Qingyu know so clearly?"

The man stopped and said calmly, "Intuition!"

Zhao Yifeng wanted to laugh, and turned his head to see that the cherry red between his brows was getting brighter and brighter, compared with the previous few times.The red at this time is frightening and eye-catching, and the three spots of cherry red on his fair face reveal the coquettishness of Bianhua blooming.

Eye-catching!

Never forget!

Even, a little scary.

Zhao Yifeng became more and more curious about the redness. Last time it was light red, why this time?

"Qingyu, the cherry between your brows is red..."

The man under the moon white clothes had a calm posture, light and elegant, and said lightly: "It's just cherry red, it's okay."

Seeing that he didn't want to answer, Zhao Yifeng suppressed his thoughts.

"Which one does Qingyu think the six divisions will start with? This hall lost 1 taels of silver because of the household division, it's hateful!"

"Your Highness wants to move the Account Department?"

Zhao Yifeng gritted his teeth and frowned, "The 1 taels of silver from this hall was given for nothing. The money was given to the household department, but my father still has a bad impression of this hall. This hall is 'losing money and losing face', this tone This palace can't swallow it."

Jiang Yushu touched the jade flute, and the masculine breath on the end of the jade flute passed through the jade flute, making it hot to the hand.

"Your Highness, calm down. Jiang thought that the Ministry of Households should not be moved."

The man was surprised, "Why?"

"The Hubu has just read His Highness's book, and His Highness started to do it. It's too risky, and besides, the Hubu doesn't have any available candidates yet. The Hubu can't move!"

Zhao Yifeng slowed down his pace and thought carefully. At this time, the Ministry of Finance and Economics clearly told him that it was done by the lineage of the First Prince, and he was afraid that he would be hated.

"Qingyu means the Ministry of Rituals?"

Jiang Yushu nodded.

"The Book of the Ministry of Rites once said that 'the country cannot be established' and 'the people cannot be ruled'. If so, the Ministry of Rites should come first!"

After he finished speaking, he stroked the jade flute with his fingers, and smiled gently at the corner of his mouth.

When Zhao Yifeng heard the phrase 'the country cannot be established' and 'the people cannot be governed', he paused and stopped.

The warm light shone on the clear man under the moon white clothes, coating him with a layer of halo.However, Zhao Yifeng understood too well.

"Is Qingyu remembering the calculations of the Ministry of Rites?"

Jiang Yushu frowned, and with a calm posture, he said sarcastically, "Your Highness really listens to too many storytellers. Jiang is a gentleman, how can he imitate His Highness?"

Zhao Yifeng laughed loudly, leaned close to Jiang Yushu's ear and whispered, "Qingyu's ability to bear vengeance is comparable to that of our hall. You and I are really bosom friends. Qingyu understands this hall."

Jiang Yushu's face was cold, he raised his eyes, and with an elegant gesture, shook the jade flute in his hand, and said coldly: "Zhao Yifeng, if you want to compete, just say so. Jiang will definitely not show mercy."

"Haha, the hall has been waiting for a long time, and the next time we compete, the hall will not be lenient."

"Jiang is waiting."

The road to the palace, amidst the laughter at this moment, finally came to an end.Walking to the gate of the palace, Zhao Yifeng was reluctant to let go of Yuxiao's hand.

There are thousands of calculations in the towering palace.

The sky is full of white clouds, and the surrounding flowers are red and willows are green.

However, once you enter this game, you will no longer have the concentration to appreciate the prosperity of the world.All the beauty is afraid that it will become a passing cloud.

At this moment, Zhao Yifeng held Yuxiao tightly, trying to see the outline of the man opposite him.The loneliness from the heart and years of loneliness made his face full of helplessness, confusion, and loss.

He is a little uncertain. Once he decides to seize the heir apparent, the difficulty of the road can be imagined.

The people around him seemed to not exist in his world, and the flow of people was not as good as the moonlight entering his heart.

"Qingyu, will we win? The road of seizing the heirloom..." He asked nervously, cautiously, and the person in front of him seemed to reassure him.

The elegant man stood calmly, his black hair blown up by the wind.

Wen Runqing is like jade, and it is too easy to wear clothes.

There was no expression on his face, and his innocent eyes were fixed on the man in front of him for a long, long time...

With a slight sigh, he said lightly: "Do it! If you don't try, you will never know the consequences. We... will win..."

Zhao Yifeng was delighted, holding the jade flute in his hand and would not let go.

Withdrawing from his status as a prince, no matter how lonely he was for many years, and not thinking about the treachery in the palace for many years, he anxiously asked the question he had asked many times before, "Would Qingyu be with this palace?"

He looked at him with burning eyes, waiting for his answer.

will you come with me

Are you willing to be with me?

Holding the jade flute in his hand, the elegant man was silent for a long time, and finally uttered a word: "Okay!"

Zhao Yifeng smiled. At this time, regardless of the people around him, he smiled brightly like a child.

"Qingyu!..."

Jiang Yushu pulled back the jade flute with force on his wrist, "Your Highness, this is Jiang's farewell."

Xie Yiya led Jiang Yushu back to the sedan chair at the right time, covered by a curtain and covered by the moonlight.

Zhao Yifeng looked at the direction in which he was leaving from a distance, smiled for a week, then neatly lifted his robe and got on his horse to leave.

Only the sound of "da da" horseshoes echoed in the empty streets.

Jiang Yushu stared at the direction in which the horse's hooves were going away.

Zhao Yifeng, may you be the God of Heaven, as long as you don't move Bei Li.

As long as you don't move Bei Li...

Otherwise, I...

I will definitely kill you!