Rebirth of Glory and Splendour

Wei Zhao was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately stood up, turned around to look, and said nervously, "Ah Che, you were inside just now? Are you uncomfortable?"

Jiang Che's health has not been very good since he was a child. Duan Muhui once said that if he wants to enjoy his life in peace, he should not be too tired in the future.It's a pity that Jiang Lu, the former king of Yong'an, only had one son, Jiang Che. Since he inherited the prince, it is impossible not to set foot in the court.

Seeing Wei Zhao and Wei Chongrong suddenly, Jiang Che was also very surprised. He was stunned for a moment and said: "...I'm fine, but I just heard that Mr. Duanmu is returning to Beijing, so I came to visit him specially." Duanmu benefited Jiang Che, but there was help Graceful.

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not believing Jiang Che's words. The little boy before said that Mr. Duanmu was treating patients, not receiving guests.Besides, the husband has been back to Beijing for more than a month, and he really came to visit him. He should have come a long time ago, just like Junqing, and he will definitely not delay until now.

Before Wei Zhao could speak, the little boy entered the room, and said respectfully, "His Royal Highness, sir, please come in." After speaking, he turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

Jiang Che could see that Wei Zhao had something to ask himself, so he smiled and said, "Azhao, you go, I'll wait for you here." Wei Zhao came here in disguise, most likely he was looking for a doctor, he didn't ask clearly about the situation , how to rest assured.

Wei Chongrong really wanted to follow him in, but Xiao Tong said that Mr. Duanmu has a rule when he sees a doctor, he only sees patients and no one else is allowed, so he can't go in.

Seeing Wei Chongrong's unhappy face, Wei Zhao comforted him a few words, and told him not to run around or disturb Jiang Che. After Wei Chongrong answered one by one, he followed the boy to the backyard.

As soon as Wei Zhao left, Jiang Che waved to Wei Chongrong: "Little prince, come here, I have something to ask you."

Wei Chongrong looked up at him and ran over.In the previous life, for Wei Zhao's sake, Jiang Che treated him very well, so Wei Chongrong had a very good impression of him from the beginning.

Jiang Che pulled Wei Chongrong, and asked gently: "My lord, can you tell me what's wrong with Your Highness?" Ever since he was a child, Wei Zhao hated needles and medicine the most. Asking him to take the initiative to see a doctor is simply too much. It's just unimaginable.

Wei Chongrong tilted his head and thought for a while, then said helplessly: "I don't know, Dad won't tell me, can you ask him for me?"

Wei Chongrong really doesn't know about Wei Zhao's specific physical condition, but they practice together every day, and he can tell that Wei Zhao is obviously a little weak, which is probably caused by physical reasons. If possible, he hopes Jiang Che can help him find out .

"Oh." Jiang Che sighed quietly, his eyes became more worried.The disease that made Wei Zhao come to seek medical treatment voluntarily was obviously beyond the grasp of the imperial physician. What could it be? The more he thought about it, the more worried he became.

Wei Chongrong tugged at Jiang Che's sleeve and whispered, "Are you sick too? King Yong'an. Father said, Mr. Duanmu never treats people easily."

He remembered very clearly that Jiang Che died of illness in the 12th year of Taiping. Because he had no son after his death, the title of King Yong'an was inherited by his nephew Jiang Yuan.In Wei Chongrong's memory, Jiang Che was one of the few people who treated him well, even though the reason Jiang Che did this was all for Wei Zhao.

Jiang Che didn't answer Wei Chongrong's question, but instead smiled and said, "My lord, your father and I are good friends, you don't have to keep calling me King Yong'an, you just..." Before Jiang Che finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something , stopped suddenly.

Seeing Jiang Che gossip about him, Wei Chongrong suddenly understood that the heart disease that had plagued him for many years might be showing symptoms now, but he still smiled and replied: "Then don't call me little prince, Daddy calls me Ronger, Uncle Jiang."

"Rong'er..." Jiang Che was stunned and called out slowly.Wei Chongrong's eyebrows and eyes are not like Wei Zhao's, his mouth and nose are slightly similar, but what he resembles the most is his character. He looks at Wei Chongrong at this time, just like seeing Wei Zhao when he was a child .

Jiang Che avoided talking about his illness, and Wei Chongrong didn't want to ask too many questions. The two simply chatted about Wei Zhao, and they hit it off.

What Jiang Che wanted to ask the most was Wei Zhao's situation in Fuyu, but Wei Chongrong was very smart, so he didn't go out of his way to talk to him, and even dug out a lot of interesting things about Wei Zhao's childhood.

As proud as Wei Zhao, because Jiang Che can accept Suyundan, as calm as Jiang Che, so that Wei Zhao can never marry a wife, Wei Chongrong is not trying to deal with them, but he feels that such two people, Reluctantly being ordinary friends is actually very painful.

Not long after, Wei Zhao came out of Duanmuhui's room, and what he saw was Wei Chongrong lying on Jiang Che's lap, and the two were chatting happily.

Standing by the door, Wei Zhao raised his voice and called out, "Rong'er, didn't you tell you not to mess around?" He frowned slightly, his expression slightly displeased.

Wei Chongrong raised his head and retorted: "I'm not messing around, I'm talking to Uncle Jiang." After speaking, he looked at Jiang Che, intending to let him testify.

Wei Zhao's eyebrows twitched when he heard Wei Chongrong's name for Jiang Che at first, but he didn't correct him. Uncle is just uncle. Anyway, the two families have different surnames, and there are mistakes.

Jiang Che stood up and said softly, "Azhao, you misunderstood. Rong'er didn't bother me, I was the one who talked to him first." Wei Chongrong nodded in agreement, expressing that it was not his fault.

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows, with a dubious expression, Wei Chongrong rushed over, took his hand and asked, "What did Mr. Duanmu say? Did he prescribe medicine for you? Could it be that after taking Mr. Duanmu's medicine, Dad's illness will be cured?" alright?"

Wei Zhao nodded slightly. Wei Chongrong was limited in height, so he couldn't see Wei Zhao's expression when he stood in front of him, but Jiang Che didn't miss it, he hesitated for a moment.

"Azhao, since you opened the mansion, I haven't visited the house yet. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. I don't know if today can be..." Jiang Che said leisurely, clearly not giving Wei Zhao a chance to refuse.

Wei Zhao didn't wait for Jiang Che to finish speaking, and immediately responded, "I have no errands, and I'm always free. As long as you have time, you can come to me at any time." Jiang Che had something to ask him, and he also had something to say to him. Say, it's just right to talk about it once.

Back at the palace, Wei Zhao led Jiang Che to the study room, Wei Chongrong wanted to follow, but Wei Zhao strictly ordered him to be detained in the courtyard, and let Lanshang and Zisha take good care of him, not giving him a chance to walk out of the courtyard , not to mention eavesdropping on the corner.

Wei Chongrong was very helpless, so he had no choice but to walk into his small study, sit down at the desk, and carefully write the homework assigned by his husband.

Arriving at Wei Zhao's study room, the first thing Jiang Che saw was the lyre placed on the piano table in front of the window.

That piano is not a famous one, its material is ordinary, and its workmanship is rough. It is placed on the delicate and luxurious red sandalwood piano case, not only does it not match, but it feels even more crude.

Jiang Che was silent for a while, then murmured: "Azhao, so you still have this piano, I thought you threw it away..."

Wei Zhao pursed his lips and said with a slight smile, "The thing you gave me was made by myself. How can I be willing to throw it away? Of course I have to treasure it." Even his playing skills have not improved for more than ten years.

Jiang Che couldn't help smiling, his memory flew back to many years ago following Wei Zhao's words.

When Jiang Che made the violin for Wei Zhao, he was just a boy in his early ten years, and Wei Zhao was a mischievous little doll who followed him all day long.

Wei Zhao liked to dance with knives and swords since he was a child. If the emperor didn't force him to study, or the prince coaxed him, he would definitely not want to read, let alone piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He liked nothing.

When he was six years old, he heard Jiang Che's "Long Xiangshou" by chance. Wei Zhao didn't know which heartstring was touched, and suddenly said that he wanted to learn the piano.

This is a trivial matter, there is no need to report it to the Empress, Wei Ming arranged for his younger brother to learn the qin teacher, and even gave him a good Guqin.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhao didn't like that musician, so he insisted on pestering Jiang Che to teach him how to play the piano.Wei Ming thought that Wei Zhao was just learning to play on a whim, and Jiang Che happened to be studying in the palace, so he arranged an extra task for him.

Wei Zhao was obviously not talented in temperament. He studied piano with Jiang Che for two years, and what he gained was a stumbling song "Long Xiangshou" and the lyre that Jiang Che made himself.

A few years later, Jiang Che and Wei Zhao were together, but he had never heard Wei Zhao play the qin, nor had he seen that crude qin that was a bit embarrassing to see.

Seeing this piano again today, Jiang Che was a little emotional and confused about what Wei Zhao meant, especially after what he said that day.

Wei Zhao walked to the piano case, stretched out his hand and fiddled with the strings twice, and the lyre, which had not been tuned for a long time, made a jerky sound.

Jiang Che came to Wei Zhao, and looked at him across the piano desk: "The strings are loose, we need to adjust it before playing." After speaking, he bent down and started to tune the piano.

Wei Zhao didn't stop him, but said calmly, "Ache, do you know why I learned the piano from you?"

Jiang Che raised his head, looking a little dazed, and then lowered his head.

Wei Zhao continued: "When I was very young, I heard someone play "Long Xiangshou". I didn't know the rhythm, but I thought that person's music was very nice. Later, the person who played the piano was gone. I still wanted to hear it, so I went to the musicians in the palace, but for some reason, it was the same piece of music, and those people played it, but it was different from what I had heard. Later, I heard you play "Long Song" "Stay Together", although they are not very similar, they are somewhat similar..."

Jiang Che suddenly realized that Wei Zhao's goal was not to learn the piano, but to find the melody in his memory.

Up to this point, Wei Zhao couldn't help laughing: "Ache, it must have been very painful for you to teach me how to play the piano, right?" He clearly remembered that piece of music, but he couldn't play that feeling, nor could he let others play it. Even Jiang Che, there was only that one paradox.

Jiang Che didn't speak, and continued to play with the strings, the corners of his lips raised slightly unconsciously.He is not good at lying, and he doesn't want to hurt Wei Zhao, so keeping his mouth shut is the best choice.

After a while, the soft sound of the piano came out from his fingertips. Jiang Che looked up at Wei Zhao and asked, "Ah Zhao, it's all right, do you want to try?"

Wei Zhao shook his head, and said firmly, "No, Rong'er will laugh at me when he hears it." When he was young, every time he practiced the piano, the palace people around him were miserable, and he could hide as far as he could. His piano skills are very self-aware.

Jiang Che couldn't help laughing, walked to Wei Zhao, sat down on the chair, and played "Long Xiangshou" by himself.

Wei Zhao turned his back and looked at the flowers and trees outside the window, his eyes were full of surprise.

So much alike, so much alike...

If it wasn't for Jiang Che being by his side, Wei Zhao would have suspected that it was the same person playing the piano back then.

For a long time, Wei Zhao didn't know the identity of the person who played the piano. He asked many people, including the emperor and some palace officials, and everyone said that he remembered it wrong, but Wei Zhao didn't believe it. He had heard it many times, why? It might be wrong, but the sound of that person's piano is surprisingly reassuring.

Just when Wei Zhao was immersed in the memories of the past, he heard a "boom", the music stopped and the strings broke.

Wei Zhao woke up and turned to look at Jiang Che, only to see that on his right index finger, there was a wound scratched by the strings of the piano, bleeding.

Wei Zhao grabbed Jiang Che's hand, put it in his mouth unconsciously, and sucked away the blood, just like he did before.

Jiang Che was stunned, without saying a word, as if he didn't expect Wei Zhao to make such a move.

Suddenly, Wei Zhao seemed to have thought of something, his face flushed, he hurriedly let go of Jiang Che's hand, and wanted to pick up the handkerchief on the table to wrap Jiang Che's wound, but accidentally knocked over the table There was a teacup on the table, and the overturned tea flowed across the table, creating a mess.

Jiang Che grabbed Wei Zhao's bewildered hands, not letting him add trouble, and said softly, "Ah Zhao, ask someone to come in and clean up."

Wei Zhao nodded hastily, raised his voice to call for someone, and then withdrew his hand from Jiang Che's.

The schoolboy guarding the courtyard heard the sound and quickly tidied up the desks messed up by Wei Zhao, before leaving the room in a hurry.After his interruption, the awkward atmosphere between Wei Zhao and Jiang Che eased a little.

Jiang Che put his hand on the qin, gently caressed the body of the qin, and asked, "Azhao, this qin is too old and not well made. Shall I make another one for you?"

Wei Zhao pressed his hand, shook his head and said, "No need, I just like this piano, just change the strings some other day." Anyway, he didn't plan to try "Long Xiangshou" again by himself.

After speaking, he looked straight at Jiang Che.Jiang Che was puzzled, and said blankly, "Azhao, what do you want to say?"

After some hesitation, Wei Zhao asked Fang, "Do you know Miss Xie from Princess Yuankang's family?" Xie Xiu wanted him to ask Jiang Che, and he didn't want to delay any longer.

Jiang Che nodded, and said calmly: "In the old days, we had a relationship several times, but we haven't seen each other in recent years." Jiang Che's grandmother, Princess Gu, Princess Wei Huang is Wei Su's sister-in-law, and his step-grandmother, Princess Nanyang, is Wei Su's daughter-in-law. Sister, the Jiang family has a close relationship with the royal family, and Jiang Che often went in and out of the palace when he was young.Xie Xiunai is the eldest daughter of Princess Yuankang. Because she is similar in age to Wei Zhao, she played with him since she was a child. It is not an exaggeration to say that she grew up in the palace. It is not unusual for her to meet Jiang Che. They are distant cousins.

Wei Zhao paused, then continued expressionlessly: "A few days ago, I met Axiu in the palace, and she asked me to bring you a word."

"What?" Jiang Che's heart tightened, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Wei Zhao pursed his lips, and pondered, "Axiu wants me to ask you, if you want to get married in the future, would you... willing to marry her..." It is an uncomfortable thing to promise to give Xie Xiu a message. Only then did Wei Zhao realize that this kind of pain is far better than before.

Jiang Che's face turned pale instantly, his hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly, he looked at Wei Zhao, speechless for a long time.

Wei Zhao couldn't avoid it, he was facing Jiang Che's scrutinizing eyes.They're out of the question, aren't they?

After a long time, Jiang Che said slowly, "Azhao, you just agreed to talk, right?" Wei Zhao nodded silently.

Jiang Che asked again: "How do you want me to answer?" Wei Zhao froze, then shook his head.What can he say, let Jiang Che marry Xie Xiu, he can't say it, tell Jiang Che not to get married, he can't be too selfish, and waste Jiang Che's life.

Before Wei Zhao could reply, Jiang Che said to himself: "Azhao, as long as it is what you want, I can give it to you, as long as it is what you want to do, I can help you." After saying this, he turned around. Farewell, the back looks full of bleakness.

Wei Zhao watched Jiang Che leave with a sad expression.He understands that they are completely over this time, and they will have nothing to do with each other from now on.