Peerless Junior Uncle

There was a slight burning sensation on the back of Ge's hands on his knees.

The temperature made He Tingge tremble with his fingertips, and when he came back to his senses, Fu Qingcheng had already walked away a few steps away with his back turned to him, and there was a soft sentence in the air: "As long as you want, I will do my best." help you."

Even if I bear the infamy of killing Zhongliang, even if I bear the pain of the troubled times, I will never turn back.

On the city wall in the distance, under the yellow umbrella, Gao Zhan watched coldly the light-colored figure disappear into the rain. He Tingge, who was on the edge of the execution ground, was finally holding the imperial edict in his hand, and his internal strength was shaken and shattered into powder.

"Your Majesty." The eunuch beside him couldn't help but said, "It's raining harder, Your Majesty should go back to the palace."

Gao Zhan held the jade pendant, and finally turned away and left. Sure enough, you can't bear He Tingge.

Taking a breath of moisture in the rain, I couldn't help coughing, covering my mouth and nose with my cuff, and when I took it off, my face was a little pale, and I smiled wryly: Is it because I have done too many bad things?Retribution came too fast.

The father-in-law on the side held an umbrella and was only concerned with sending the emperor back to the palace quickly, but he didn't pay attention to the blood streaks winding down from the yellow cuff.

He Tingge couldn't bear it, he really couldn't bear it, he didn't have much to do with this world, He Yuan was not his own father, he was the son of the late emperor, no wonder, He Yuan wanted to claim the title for himself, He Yuan wanted to tell Gao Zhan that He Tingge wouldn't Will snatch his throne, but the emperor is not at ease.

How could he, who was physically and mentally exhausted by the troubled times, take the initiative to provoke wars? He just wanted to protect the peace of one side and give Fu Qingcheng a paradise far away from the troubled times.How could he be willing to personally push the only person he cared about to the filth that he didn't even want to set foot on?

When Haitang woke up, he thought he was dreaming for a while, Xu Ziyang's blue clothes were not far away, seeing him woke up, he said lightly: "The little prince is looking for you." After that, he walked away without hesitation .

Haitang's eyes followed Xu Ziyang's back to the door, but he didn't speak.

There is still some dull pain in the chest. Yesterday, I forcibly punched the acupoint, which caused my heart to be damaged. Thinking of this, I frowned, wondering what happened to He Tingge, and then rushed out of the door like the wind. Now I am still in Prince Jing's mansion, but a little depressed , the former maids and servants were dismissed, and for a while, the entire palace was empty.

He Tingge was hugging Yi Huan to feed porridge to the meat dumplings, and Yi Huan sat on He Tingge's lap obediently, without making a sound, only asking He Tingge occasionally: "Where's uncle?"

He Tinge paused holding the spoon, "Uncle is busy."

"Little prince." Haitang stood at the door.

"Are you okay?" He Tingge asked without raising his head, "Hai Mansion was also ransacked, I'm sorry."

"Where are my parents?" Haitang's heart tightened, and he was about to go out.

"They're all right, they're in the Xu Mansion." He Tingge said lightly, "Go and have a look, we'll go back to Yanmen Pass after we're done."

Haitang nodded, and walked out in a hurry.

"Thank you very much."

Xu Ziyang lowered his eyes when he heard the words: "Your Majesty's words are serious, thank you, this is what my uncle meant."

"What about him?" Singer He Ting paused.

"I don't know, it should be in Ci'an Temple." Xu Ziyang said lightly, "I don't think he will be back in the near future."

After He Tingge finished feeding the porridge, he hugged Yi Huan and wiped the corners of his mouth. The new nanny came to take Yi Huan, but Yi Huan pulled He Tingge's sleeve and blinked his eyes: "Don't you want Yi Huan too, uncle?" ?”

Seeing Yi Huan's obedient appearance, He Tingge felt pain in his heart, and Yi Huan pinched his sleeve and did not let go: "Is it that Yi Huan is not good? Daddy doesn't want Yi Huan, and neither does grandpa and uncle... "

He reached out to hug Xiaotuanzi, and patted Xiaotuanzi on the back: "No, Yihuan is the best." Xiaotuanzi put his arms around He Tingge's neck and buried his face in He Tingge's neck without saying a word, but his eyes were watery.

"I took the child away." After all, He Tingge couldn't bear to leave Yihuan alone, and turned to Xu Ziyang and said, "All the people in the palace should be dismissed, and the new recruits are not needed. It's troublesome."

King Kaiyang

"My lord..." Xu Ziyang looked at the back of Yihuan who was carrying him away, and finally called out.

He Tingge turned his head and waited for his words.

"Don't blame him." Xu Ziyang said in a deep voice.

He Tingge didn't make a sound, and left with Yihuan in his arms.

Looking at the place where the plaque of "Prince Jing's Mansion" was originally hung, it was replaced with a larger plaque, with a few large characters gilded on it, which made He Tingge's eyes ache a little.

The four characters of "Kaiyang Palace" glistened in the sunlight after the rain.He Tingge glanced indifferently, Kaiyang Palace Wuqu Xingjun, Gao Zhan, you have really tried your best.

This was the first time they stepped into the palace in the past two years. When the guards at the palace gate saw He Tingge, they knelt down and bowed down. He Tingge glanced coldly, and walked towards the imperial study where Gao Zhan should be at the moment, holding Yihuan in his arms.

The father-in-law guarding the door saw He Tingge approaching from a distance, and ran into the imperial study with small steps, and said to Gao Zhan, "Your Majesty, King Kaiyang is here."

The cinnabar brush in Gao Zhan's hand kept on, he hummed lightly, and said, "You all go down."

He Tingge stepped into the imperial study room with Yi Huan in his arms. In the main hall of Mingming Guangtang, Gao Zhan was finishing reviewing the last memorial: "Sit whatever you want."

Yi Huan put his arms around He Tingge's neck, looked at Gao Zhan behind the desk, moved his small mouth, but didn't dare to make a sound, He Tingge patted Yi Huan's back lightly, and Yi Huan buried his face in He Tingge's neck , do not look at Gao Zhan.

"Satisfied?" He Tingge said coldly, "Is this the result you want?"

Gao Zhan's loving eyes fell on Yi Huan, but upon hearing this, he just opened his sour eyes while reviewing the memorial, and said relaxedly, "This is good for everyone."

He Tinge glanced at him coldly, and said, "I'm just here to tell you that I don't care who your methods and schemes are aimed at. It's your business if you want to kill yourself, but don't involve him."

"I have no other choice. I really can't find a suitable candidate other than him. For example, what you said to me proves that I have not picked the wrong person." Gao Zhan sat on the dragon chair and rubbed his brows: "But although I expected this kind of result, but I really didn't expect that you could give up so much for him."

"Don't judge me by your standards."

Gao Zhan paused with his fingers, as if he understood the meaning of his words, took a breath, sat up, put away his relaxed tone: "I only do so much about He Yuan, because he has raised you for so many years Now, I won’t pursue other matters. As for the throne, only a fool would feel comfortable sitting. I’ll send it to you, and you don’t care about it.” He said and looked at He Tingge: “I’ve dealt with all the things in the underground palace of Prince Jing’s mansion. Qingjing will send you a Kaiyang Palace, if you don’t listen to the government, you won’t go to court, and you don’t listen to the propaganda, how about it?”

"Then raise Dayi Huan, and in the future your son will plan to kill me and send Yi Huan a Lanling King?" He Tingge snorted coldly: "This cycle is really karma."

"Sounds good too." Gao Zhan nodded seriously: "Lanling County has good local customs and customs, and you can choose a place. However, this is all a later story. Now, you should do your best. Yang Wang's duty."

He Tingge frowned slightly, looking at Gao Zhan's calculating eyes, he had a bad feeling.

Mrs. Hai helped Hai Xinzhong, who was still angry, to sit at the stone table, and the servants on one side brought tea. He had lived in Xu Mansion for a few days, and Hai Xinzhong got angry because of He Yuan. He suffered from an old illness, and his movements were somewhat inconvenient. Fortunately, Xu Ziyang recruited more attentive servants to take care of him, and he was fine.

"Mr. Xu, I really trouble you." Mrs. Hai said to Xu Ziyang.

Xu Ziyang smiled warmly: "Mrs. Hai is serious. Xu is only staying in the capital. This Xu mansion has been empty for a long time. Mrs. Hai and General Hai don't dislike it. Just live there. If you feel uncomfortable, Xu will try his best." Get a place for you as soon as possible."

Mrs. Hai had no choice but to thank, but fortunately Hai Xinzhong and Xu Ziyang were able to talk, the two had been chatting together for a long time, there was nothing left and right at the moment, Xu Ziyang happened to be talking to Hai Xinzhong.

"Father." Haitang walked into the courtyard and called out.

Just now He Tingge told him to let him stay in the capital, and he would go back alone, and he would come back after two days after he had settled the affairs of the border. Originally, he knew that his parents were here with Xu Ziyang, so he felt relieved a lot, but he still wanted to come and have a look, although In the past, he used to climb over the wall, jump over the window, swagger and walk past this place, but now, he is a little cautious every time he comes.

When Xu Ziyang saw that it was him, he got up and left without even looking at him.

Haitang looked at Xu Ziyang's leaving back, hesitantly tightened his fingers.

After all, Yihuan couldn't take him to the border. The child was too young, and He Tingge didn't want him to blow the wind and sand. After much deliberation, he walked to the gate of Ci'an Temple and looked up at the gate of Ci'an Temple. Yihuan muttered: "Uncle, Much brighter."

He Tingge smiled slightly, and the little monk Mi who was going out and sweeping the steps in front of the door saw it and walked over: "Benefactor, who is this?"

"Is Wuchen there?" He Tingge thought for a while and asked.

"Mr. Wuchen is copying the scriptures in the meditation room, and he ordered not to bother you for the next few days. Is the benefactor looking for you to explain the hexagram? Why don't you come back after a while, during the Qiqiao Festival?"

When He Tingge heard this, he was silent for a while, and nodded: "Okay." Then he turned and left, the little monk Mi watched He Tingge go away, and could still hear Yihuan's milky voice in his arms: "Uncle, Master Hu, why is He Guang?" Let's be together, don't you go home?"

"Master is angry."

"why?"

"Because uncle drove him away."

"Why did uncle drive Shihu away..." Xiaotuanzi seemed unhappy.

"Because uncle is an idiot."

"Stupid