[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

When Yongle was seven years old, he came to Beijing with his father.Ning's left leg was inconvenient, and the little girl was bouncing around pushing the wheelchair for her father, with two balls piercing the sky on her head, just like a lucky baby in a New Year painting.

Jiang Jing and the two countries married together, and Ning Ke married Jiang Guo's fourth princess Wei Yao as his queen, and then successively accepted several concubines.When Ning Zuo came, there were more puppies in each palace, and Yongle was very happy, having played with the puppies in the imperial garden all day.

Ning Zuo and Ning Ke were not very close. After Ning Zuo came to the palace to report on his duties as usual, he didn't want to stay longer, so he immediately resigned and returned to his territory.

Ning Ke never asked to stay, but only said: "Uncle Huang is recuperating at Qingfeng Taoist Temple, will King Shen still go to see him before he leaves Beijing?"

"Go. Go."

Ning Ke said: "Send my regards to Uncle Huang."

Ning Zuo nodded and accepted the order: "I understand."

Ning Zuo hesitated for a long time at the Qingfeng Mountain Gate, thinking that Ning Jin was also in the Taoist temple, he felt uneasy in the end, he supported his legs for a while, and finally touched Yongle's little head, and said, "Let Uncle Chang take you up, and you will go up there on your behalf." Father, go to greet uncle, okay?"

"Why doesn't the father go up?"

"Father's legs and feet are inconvenient."

Yong Le lay on Ning Zuo's lap, tilted his head to look at Ning Zuo, and said calmly: "Yes, Yong Le is the leg of the father, and Yong Le ran up for the father! It's just that Yong Le doesn't know my uncle very well... what kind?"

"It's okay, it's fine if Uncle thinks of Yongle, Uncle likes Yongle the most."

"Okay!" Yongle nodded his head, stood up and looked at Ning Zuo firmly, "Yongle promises to complete the task!"

The crabapple flowers in Qingfeng Taoist Temple are blooming, and the double-petaled flowers are clustered on the branches, pushing Qingfeng Mountain into the sea of ​​fragrance, and the clouds are ups and downs.

Ning Jin came up from the mountainside carrying the fat fish, and the disciples in the Taoist temple greeted him as "senior brother".

Ning Jin asked, "Have you seen my uncle?"

The disciple put down the broom for sweeping the floor, and replied: "The third uncle is picking celestial seeds in the back garden. The brother went to persuade him, but he insisted on climbing the tree by himself, so be careful."

"it is good."

Ning Jin threw the fish into the back kitchen, and ordered the disciple in charge to make a bowl of fish soup and send it to Shuixian's room: "If you dare to steal it again, copy the mantra."

"...Brother, you can't always squeeze us like this!"

"I ordered ten lotus-leaf chickens from Pinxianglou, and I'll send them up the mountain later. Is this also called pressing? Then... send them all to Shuixianfang."

The disciple who was in charge of the cook quickly said: "Don't, don't, don't! Good brother, how can the third uncle eat so many chickens, and he is so tired that he can't sleep at night. We juniors are filial to the third uncle, and share the burden for him."

Ning Jin turned to the back garden with a smile, and saw He Zhan's purple robe hidden in the thick greenery from a distance, and he really climbed the tree to pick Tianxiangzi himself.

A group of little Taoist boys raised their heads and looked up at the tree, their mouths were about to flow out, and they kept yelling: "There is more! There is more! Third Uncle, on the left! There is still a ball on the left!"

He Zhan smiled loudly: "Okay, watch me fly over!"

"Come down."

There was a sudden sound, which made the little Taoist boys tremble all over, looked timidly at the person who came, bowed their heads and said in a low voice: "Eldest brother..."

He Zhan turned around.

The sun was like a waterfall, pouring on his ink-like hair, slightly raised his head to meet his eyes, and there was a three-point smile between his brows.Ning Jin laughed so hard that He Zhan's heart skipped a beat and he almost slipped from the tree.

He Zhan has recently contracted a bad habit - addicted to beauty, unable to extricate himself.

Ning Jin pretended to be angry and said again: "Come down."

How dare He Zhan not follow?Quickly jumped down from the tree, staggered a few steps, Ning Jin stretched out his hand to support him, and a deep voice rang in He Zhan's ear: "Who told you to climb the tree? These brats?" Sweeping across the little Taoist boys in front of him.

One little Taoist boy ran away first, and the others followed quickly, and disappeared in a flash.

He Zhan said with a smile: "You see, they scare you, and you are a senior brother?"

"Uncle, please be nice to me, don't let them pester you."

Seeing that Ning Jin was still sulking, he turned his back to Ning Jin, sat down at the stone table under the tree, and said, "Your hair is messed up, tie it up for uncle."

Ning Jin nodded, took off the headband that tied his hair, and said, "Let the back kitchen cook a bowl of fish soup, and drink it later."

He Zhan fiddled with Tianxiangzi on the table: "Well...do I have to drink it?"

"Not fishy."

"…All right."

Ning Jin said again: "The theater troupe from Qingzhou has arrived in Beijing. It is said to be celebrating the birthday of Prime Minister Fang. Do you want to see it? Later, I will invite someone to come to the mountain and sing it for you."

He Zhan shook his head: "Let's forget it. Last time I called a juggling troupe, and Xuanji was very annoying. He chased me and scolded me all the way, telling me to take good care of you, and don't make the Taoist temple a mess."

"Master has looked for you?"

He Zhan realized that he had made a fool of himself, so he hurried back and said, "Occasionally mentioned...occasionally..."

"He is getting old, and there should be a new Taoist leader in the Taoist temple. I think Qing Xiao is very good."

Can.What a big mess!

Ning Jin tied up his hair, helped He Zhan straighten his clothes, held the freshly picked Tianxiangzi in one hand, and led He Zhan to Shuixian's room with the other.

Uncle Chang and Yongle went up the mountain road in a sedan chair. Yongle fell asleep in Uncle Chang's arms halfway, and when he woke up, he went to the entrance of the Taoist temple.

The little girl was not afraid of strangers, and when she saw a Taoist priest, she stepped forward to pay respects in a dignified way, and asked, "I am Princess Yongle of Prince Shen's Mansion. I came to pay my respects to my uncle. Can the Taoist priest tell me?"

Seeing that the little girl's round and soft face is really cute, and her mouth is clear and sweet, the Taoist nodded and said, "Are you here to look for Third Uncle? If you don't mind, the poor Taoist will guide you."

"Thank you, Master!"

Yongle turned around and said to Uncle Chang: "Uncle Chang, Uncle Chang, let's follow the Taoist priest to find Uncle!"

The spring lake outside Shuixian's house was gurgling and bubbling, and the shadows of fish tails were clearly visible.

Yongle is no longer as lively as before, looking at everything around him curiously, keeping silent, very well-behaved.

"Don't move around." He Zhan tensed his face, firmly grasping Ning Jin's troublesome hand, and warned, "Ning Jin, this is a Taoist temple."

"Can't even touch?"

Before Ning Jin was concerned about He Zhan's body, he never dared to be too presumptuous, but he had endured it for a long time.a long time!

So long that he thought he was really practicing Taoism.

Go fucking monasticism.

He Zhan couldn't stand Ning Jin's tone the most. Ning Jin seemed to have been wronged greatly, and he was the culprit.

Ning Jin pinched the corner of He Zhan's clothes and begged, "Uncle..."

He Zhan gritted his teeth: "Then... night!"

"Okay!" Ning Jin responded, fearing that He Zhan would regret it again, he leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, asking for some reward first.He Zhan had no intention of refusing, and had already grabbed Ning Jin's neckline.

Unfortunately, a milky voice came across and shouted: "Uncle!"

He Zhan let go of his hand suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a six or seven-year-old girl carved in pink and jade running in from the door, with lovely round eyes.

Yongle didn't remember He Zhan at first, but when she saw the two sitting at the table, she felt kind and familiar, and one of them was always an uncle.

He Zhan stood up with bright eyes: "Yongle!"

Yongle found the right person, and flew into He Zhan's arms like a little bird: "Uncle! I'm coming to see you!"

Ning Jin rested his head on the table, it was the first time that he found Yongle so annoying.

"When did Yongle come? Where is your father?"

Uncle Chang replied: "It's been raining for the past few days, and the lord's leg has recurred, so he couldn't come in person. He asked his servant to greet you on his behalf."

Yongle secretly glanced at He Zhan's back and said, "Uncle? Who is this?"

"Don't remember?" He Zhan held Ning Jin by the collar, made him look up, and said to Yongle with a smile, "Prince Rui."

"Can not remember…"

Ning Jin got up, hugged Yongle, let her sit on his shoulder, and asked: "I'll take you to catch fish, do you want to go?"

Yongle originally wanted to talk to He Zhan, but he became more excited when he heard about catching fish. He nodded quickly, and then looked at He Zhan: "Uncle, are you going?"

Before He Zhan could answer, Ning Jin took the words: "Uncle won't go. Uncle is not in good health. I'll take you to play."

Uncle Chang was a little worried. He Zhan saw that Yongle was so excited, and Ning Jin rarely took the initiative to play with the children, so he said to Uncle Chang, "Don't worry, I'll be back after playing for a while."

Ning Jin strode out of the Taoist temple with Yongle on his shoulders, found a stream that was not too fast, knelt down and rolled up Yongle's trouser legs, and pushed her into it without saying a word.

He sat on the rock by the bank, looked at Yongle and said, "Catch it!"

Yongle was a little scared: "The little fish will bite me."

"The fish here don't bite people. I stare at it, but it doesn't dare."

Seeing Ning Jin's ferocious look, Yong Le nodded affirmatively, believing Ning Jin's words.She put her hand into the water and caught some half-sized fish.

"Prince Rui, Lord Rui, come and help me catch this one!"

Ning Jin sat still on the rock and said, "Catch it yourself."

The fish was too slippery, and Yongle couldn't catch it all the time, but she still enjoyed it, the water splashed all over her, and the giggles spread far and far.

"Catch it! Prince Rui, Yongle has caught it!" Yongle held a fluttering little fish with both hands, and held it up high for Ning Jin to see. She was about to find a place to put the little fish, but the little fish suddenly After struggling, she slipped out of her palm, fell into the water and swam away in an instant.

Yong Le was stunned.

Seeing that she was about to cry, Ning Jin stood up and was about to walk over when he saw Yongle smoothing his sleeves, with a burst of energy, his eyes only on the water, and he began to look for the next target: "Catch another one for you! "

Ning Jin lost his mind, and sat back on the spot again. Yong Le tossed back and forth for half an hour, exhausted from playing, and finally Ning Jin carried her back to the Taoist temple.

Ning Jin said that he is satisfied with his success and fame.

If Yongle is asked to follow He Zhan, He Zhan can take her to play all day long, and may not be able to stop playing until late at night. This is good, Yongle is so tired that he can't open his eyes.

Uncle Chang took over Yongle from Ning Jin. It was still early and it was not yet dusk. He didn't know whether to go or stay, but Ning Jin said: "The wind in the mountains will be cold at night. Before it is dark, take the little princess Go down the mountain, don't make Lord Shen wait in a hurry."

Uncle Chang thought this was the reason, so he said goodbye to He Zhan and Ning Jin in a low voice, carried Yongle in his arms, got on a sedan chair and went down the mountain.

Seeing that Yongle was so sleepy, and Ning Jin looked radiant, He Zhan couldn't help reprimanding, "You really drove her crazy to play? Look how tired the child is."

Ning Jin narrowed his eyes and leaned against He Zhan.

He Zhan asked suspiciously, "What?"

He Zhan was caught off guard by Ning Jin, and helplessly climbed onto his shoulders: "Ning Jin!"

"I don't know if she's crazy or not. I just know that Uncle is going to drive me crazy."

His voice penetrated into his ears together with his tongue, He Zhan trembled all over, his waist went limp, and he had no strength to resist.

Afterwards, He Zhan groaned, his whole body limp on the bed, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.His whole body was entangled in Ning Jin's generous arms, and Ning Jinfang gasped in disorder, and said in a low voice: "I used to feel that I owed my uncle, but after meeting Yongle today, I feel that it is better not to have children. You are me alone." of."

He Zhan recalled his absurd appearance on the bed just now, his old face was almost unbearable, turned over and buried his head in the pillow, complaining bitterly: "You are the cheapest!"

Ning Jin felt that his appearance at this moment was more provocative than ever, and when his heartstrings moved, his body seemed to be set on fire. He supported He Zhan's knee and pressed it up again.

He Zhan was completely speechless this time, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he could only be at the mercy of Ning Jin.

After a long time, He Zhan felt some consciousness from the darkness, and he heard thunder.

The warm cloth wiped his neck and chest. Ning Jin's subordinates moved extremely carefully and gently. His brows were like moonlight, and there was a faint light in his eyes.

He Zhan: "Ning Jin...it seems to be thundering..."

"It's okay, I'll be with Uncle all the time. Don't be afraid."

He Zhan's hand slowly pinched the corner of Ning Jin's clothes, and he closed his eyes peacefully: "Okay..."

Ning Jin chuckled a few times, and put his hand back in his palm:

"Well... that's great..."

The author has something to say: It's over!end!end!Say three again!

He Zhan: Congratulations!Finally it stopped torturing me!

Ning Jin: Congratulations!Finally, I stopped torturing my uncle!

Author: Congratulations!You are no longer under my control, you can do whatever you want!