Chongxi [rebirth]

Ye Yunting tidied up his robes, opened the door and went out to receive the reward in a leisurely manner.

The person who came was a servant in his fifties, dry, tall and thin, wearing a dark purple gown with round neck and narrow sleeves, with his hands in front of his belly, his eyes were full of light, and every crease on his face seemed to be engraved with the words shrewd .

Seeing Ye Yunting coming out, he lazily raised his eyes, and looked at Ye Yunting with a scrutiny.

"The Holy Majesty is grateful for the profound righteousness of Princess Yong'an, and sent a special servant to send a reward. The prince is sick in bed now, and the marriage has been rushed. I hope the princess will not mind. When the prince recovers, he will not treat you badly."

Talking about praise and rewards, but the attitude is not the case at all.

Ye Yunting pursed his lips, and raised his heart, but he still knelt down to receive the reward calmly: "King Yong'an fought against foreign enemies for Beizhao, and made countless military exploits. Now he is being plotted to be seriously ill. I will do my best to accept the reward." It is an honor to do little work. There is no resentment."

"That's good, the princess thinks so clearly, the Holy Majesty can feel relieved." The servant pulled the slack face and smiled, put the scroll in Ye Yunting's hand, and emphasized: "This is given by the Holy Majesty himself. The one you picked, the princess must study hard."

"Thank you for the reward." Ye Yunting accepted the reward, and glanced at the scroll in his hand with lowered eyes.

It looks like a painting.

He was thinking about what the emperor wanted to do when he gave him a painting, when the servant said again: "why don't you open it, princess?"

Hearing this, Ye Yunting had no choice but to untie the silk belt and unfold the scroll.

It was actually a picture of a snow house.

In the painting, there are only two or three houses close together, the eaves and the ground are covered with thick snow, and there is a man in front of the door of the house in the middle, bending over to sweep the snow with a broom in hand.

Ye Yunting looked at the end, but there was no seal, but there was a sharp "Zing" character.

Today's Holy One single name is "Trace".

This painting turned out to be his handwriting.

Ye Yunting lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and when he looked up again, his face was filled with surprise, and his cheeks even flushed slightly with excitement. He pointed to the inscription at the end of the scroll in disbelief and asked: "Is this the authentic work of the Holy One?" He seemed excited Not knowing what to do, he stammered and said: "Holy, Your Majesty's painting skills are exquisite and lifelike. What can I do, what can I do..."

After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to carefully put away the picture scroll and hugged it in his arms, and bowed devoutly to the east three times.

Seeing his words and deeds, the servant's face turned blue and then red, red and then blue.The clasped hands were clenched into fists, and for a while she couldn't tell whether Princess Yong'an was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.

Such a simple meaning, but you really can't see it?

madness!

Ye Yunting still looked beaming, and welcomed him in for a cup of tea with a smile: "Your Majesty has made this trip, but do you want to go inside and drink a cup of tea, rest your feet and go?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to remember something, and said annoyedly: "Forget it, there is neither hot water nor good tea in this room, so it's not easy to entertain guests with cold water." While talking, he smiled apologetically at the waiter smiled.

"My lord, please don't take offense. There are few servants in the palace, and I'm a newcomer, so I can't control myself."

Well, not only can't you see the meaning of the painting, but you even filed a lawsuit.

I don't know where the source of the current dilapidated appearance of the palace is when I think about it.

This servant is an old man in the palace, he also knows a little about the affairs in Duke Qi's mansion, he only knew that Duke Qi favored the younger son after his succession, and ignored the eldest son.But now it seems that Duke Qi is justifiable for not liking his eldest son.After all, it would be embarrassing to release such an idiot with only superficial appearance.

The servant took a deep breath and tried hard to make his face look less mean, but he still couldn't help but smile and said: "My lord doesn't like to make noise during his illness, and many of the servants in the past have been dismissed. Maybe the daily trivial matters It will be inconvenient, so I can only ask the concubine to take care of it." After a pause, he added: "Furthermore, the prince doesn't like outsiders to see his current appearance. If the concubine is fine, it's better not to bother me so that the prince will not be angry."

Is it clear enough this time? !

The servant's trip today was because the Holy One was very displeased when he heard that the concubine, who was so happy, had started to take care of King Yong'an conscientiously as soon as she entered the palace.It was only then that he was specially asked to beat it.

The Holy Majesty pointed out this marriage, but it was not really to find someone to serve Li Fengqi and let him live a comfortable life for the last few days.

However, Ye Yunting still had a dazed look that he didn't understand. He opened his innocent eyes wide and said in surprise: "Since I am already Princess Yong'an, how can I be an outsider?"

He said to himself: "Maybe the prince doesn't like other people, but he certainly won't dislike me. Don't worry, my lord."

"..."

The servant was almost choked by him so that a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out, his face turned blue.

His face twitched for a while, and he couldn't even save face, he sneered and said: "Slaves naturally don't have to worry, but the princess must be cautious in her words and deeds in the mansion, so don't cause trouble."

After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and walked away with the people in smoke.

It's really a child who can't be taught!

Ye Yunting stood at the same spot with a face full of bewilderment, and stood there for a while, then became happy again, and went back to the house happily holding the scroll.

Ji Lian followed behind and closed the door tightly, let out a long breath as if he had received an amnesty, and asked in a low voice: "Master, what happened just now?"

He could see that his young master was doing a show, but he didn't know what it was for, so he could only try his best to hold back and didn't even dare to breathe.

At this time, Ye Yunting had put away the pure and innocent look on his face, pointed at the picture scroll that was casually thrown on the table with sullen eyes, and then pointed to it: "This is someone who sent someone to beat me and tell me to take care of King Yong'an's business." .”

What kind of reward, this is clearly a warning to him: Everyone sweeps the snow in front of his own door, and don't care about the frost on others' roofs.

Unexpectedly, in just one morning, such an insignificant matter would have already reached the ears of the person in the palace.

It seems that the palace looks empty and deserted, but there are many people secretly watching.And if there is a slight disturbance, it can be transferred to the palace immediately.

With a dignified expression, Ye Yunting reminded Ji Lian: "In the future, you must be more cautious in your actions and words in the mansion, and don't be caught in the wrong place."

Although Ji Lian didn't understand these twists and turns, he knew that there was no mistake in listening to the young master's words, so he nodded honestly.

Looking at the time again, it was already past noon, and he said strangely: "Young master, didn't you say that you would bring food? Why is there no movement at noon?"

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but Ye Yunting also feels a little hungry when he mentions it.Today, I have been tossing and tossing since before dawn, and now I haven't even eaten anything warm.

According to the experience of the previous life, the palace should not skip meals.

Although the emperor really wanted King Yong'an to lead him to die early, but he also wanted his own good reputation, so according to the current situation, not only would he not do anything, but he would also do superficial work, just like what he heard outside Those rumors of deep brotherhood are mediocre.If he died for no apparent reason when he first entered the palace, even though he could cover it up, rumors and rumors would inevitably arise.

So although there are a lot of dirty things in the palace, at least during the year when he lived in the side courtyard, he could still have a meal to maintain his life.

Had it not been for drinking the poisonous soup by mistake later, he would not have died early.

Ye Yunting frowned and asked Ji Lian to go out and ask.

After Ji Lian got the instructions, he opened the door and went out to ask the two maidservants. Ye Yunting chose a conspicuous place outside and hung up the painting bestowed by the emperor himself.

Since we want to play a show, we naturally have to do a full set.

When the painting was hung up, Ji Lian also came back.

"The two maidservants still refused to speak, no matter what they asked, they would not answer." He closed the door and said angrily, "I had no choice but to give them some money, and they said that they had obeyed the order from their superiors, and they will not leave today." Bring us food."

"I got the order..." Ye Yunting smacked, remembering the livid face of the servant when he left, he clicked his tongue: "It seems that the scene just now has been done, and it made people very angry. This is to give me something lesson."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head: "Forget it, don't you still have wedding candies? Let's pad our stomachs first, and think of a solution in the afternoon."

The maid didn't bring food, and the two of them, the master and the servant, had just arrived at the palace, and they were unfamiliar with the place.Not to mention that there are secret sentries in the mansion who don't know where they are hidden. Most of them can't come in and out freely, so they can only take a step to see.

"We have really stepped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den."

Ji Lian took out the oil paper bag hidden in his bosom, took one piece himself, and pushed the rest to Ye Yunting: "I secretly ate a lot when I was in the Duke's mansion in the morning, and I'm not hungry now, young master, eat more point."

Ye Yunting took a piece, ate it slowly with the cold tea, wrapped up the rest and stuffed it back to Ji Lian, before he could refuse, he said: "I'm not hungry, eat more, I still have things to do later I will leave it to you."

After hearing this, Ji Lian was willing to take it.

The master and the servant filled their stomachs, Ye Yunting thought for a while, and ordered Ji Lian to go around the palace to find out where the secret posts were hidden, and it would be best to find out how many people there were.

Although Ji Lian had never studied martial arts seriously, he was strong, his legs were agile, and his skills were considered nimble. It shouldn't be a big problem to spy secretly.

"Be careful, don't show any clues and let people find out." Ye Yunting thought about it for a while but said uneasy: "If it doesn't work, come back quickly."

Ji Lian nodded: "I can save it."

As he spoke, he ran out and brought back two buckets of water, and said loudly on purpose: "Princess, I'm not full yet, go to the kitchen to see if there is anything else to eat."

After speaking, he went out in a hurry.

The two maidservants in the yard probably got the order, and they were like clay figurines as before. They didn't listen or look or care, so they obediently stuck in the yard.

Taking the opportunity of closing the door, Ye Yunting quickly glanced over the big tree in the yard, but he didn't find the hidden sentry guard.

But in the end he was worried, and quickly went back to the room, and closed all the open windows, leaving only two windows facing the open space where no one could hide to breathe.

After finishing all this, he approached the couch, ready to have a frank and honest talk with Li Fengqi.

It was only when he got closer that he realized that Li Fengqi had passed out again.The two long eyebrows were wrinkled, and the teeth were clenched tightly.

The stains on his face had been scrubbed clean, and the dim warm candlelight by the bed made him look a little more complex. Although he was thin and out of shape, his facial features were still unmistakably delicate.

The ancients once said that a rock is as independent as a solitary pine, and as decadent as a jade mountain is about to collapse.Ye Yunting felt that these two sentences were just right for Li Fengqi.

Even though it has been spoiled like this, there is still a decent demeanor left.

Ye Yunting straightened his messy long hair, and said softly: "Today, Ji Lian and I don't even have to eat for you. If you are unwilling to be humiliated, get well soon."

It's also good to let their masters and servants get some light from chickens and dogs ascending to heaven.

It's a pity that the unconscious person couldn't hear his words at this time, Ye Yunting muttered a few words to himself, then stood up resignedly to tidy up.

The rotten curtains on the couch have to be removed and replaced, and the tables and chairs on the floor in the house have to be wiped clean... Fortunately, he didn't do these menial tasks when he was in the Duke's mansion. A little clumsy, but just passable.

After finishing these things, it was already dusk outside.

In autumn, the sky gets dark early, and the temperature difference between day and night is huge. Ye Yunting only wears a thin inner shirt for convenience when working.He hurriedly put on his outer robe and rubbed his cold hands, but he was thinking about going out to check on Ji Lian who hadn't come back yet.

Opening the door and looking outside, the yard is quiet, except for the chirping of insects and birds, there is no movement at all.

The two maidservants did not know where they went, and they had disappeared.

Ye Yunting hesitated for a moment, but still didn't go out to find someone.He went to the side room next to him to search for a while, found a few candlesticks and two clean bedding, and then went back to the room to continue tidying up—right now, only the bed that Li Fengqi slept on was left untidy.

Now that he has decided to board the big ship of King Yong'an, Ye Yunting will not retreat easily.

After lighting a few candlesticks to illuminate the dark inner room, he went to toss the patients on the bed.

Li Fengqi was still in a coma, and since Ye Yunting saw him, he hadn't eaten or drank a sip of water during this period, and he hadn't seen a medical officer come to see a doctor and give him any medicine.Ye Yunting couldn't tell what his current health was like, so he could only carefully lift off the moldy bedding on the bed, and then tentatively reached out to untie his robe, intending to check whether there was any trauma on his body.

If there is trauma, it is not easy to move freely for the time being.

Ye Yunting first untied the outer shirt soaked in the blood-stained medicinal juice, and when he got to the inner garment, he glanced at Li Fengqi with a little confidence, and seeing that his eyes were still closed, he let out a sigh of relief and said, " offend".

The inner garment was opened, revealing a body with intertwined scars underneath.

When Ye Yunting, who was still a little embarrassed, looked at these scars, his breath was suffocated.

Although he knew that King Yong'an had joined the army when he was young and had gone through hundreds of battles, he would inevitably have old and new scars on his body, but when he saw these criss-crossing old wounds with his own eyes, he still felt a sense of desolation.

Generals die in a hundred battles, and strong men return in ten years.

Beizhao has been surrounded by wolves all these years, Dongyi has a heart of disobedience, Nanyue is getting stronger and stronger, and Xihuang is even more ambitious and has repeatedly violated the border.In the early years, there were often frictions and wars in the frontier, and the people on the frontier suffered greatly from the war.But ever since King Yong'an killed the Xihuang fierce general alone, the Beizhao army's morale has been greatly boosted. Under his command, the 20 frontier guards are like an iron wall, protecting the people on the frontier.Even the fiercest Xihuang Army did not dare to set foot on the border again.

The border guards were even more proud of joining the Xuanjia Army under the command of King Yong'an. Once the black flag of the Xuanjia Army came out, no one could match it.

But the God of War of Beizhao, who made the enemy country fearful, is now lying in his palace, tortured to the point of losing his human appearance.

Ye Yunting took a deep breath, fastened his robe again, then stood up and bowed deeply to him, before carefully hugging him horizontally.Li Fengqi is a martial arts practitioner. He is tall and tall, and his frame is almost a circle bigger than him. He had accumulated enough strength at first, but he was afraid that he would not be able to hold him. Who knows that when he really hugged him in his arms, he realized that he was so light. scary.

The butterfly bone on the back protruded straight out, causing pain.

Ye Yunting already sighed for an indefinite number of times today, and lightly carried him to the imperial concubine's couch by the window and put him away before going to tidy up the messy couch.

……

Li Fengqi woke up from the cold.

The early autumn in Shangjing is not as painful as scratching the face in northern Xinjiang. It is like a basin of cold water, soaking people in it, until it is cold to the bone.

He managed to open his eyes, but found that he was not on the bed, but on the imperial concubine's couch where he usually napped.The imperial concubine's couch was facing a window, and the gloomy cold wind was blowing in through the gap in the window, and went straight into the bones of the person.

Li Fengqi sneered in his heart, thinking that Li Zong thought he didn't die fast enough, and wanted to add more firewood.It's even like a childish child, resorting to such dirty tricks.

It's a pity that his life is very hard, he won't die, and he doesn't want to die.

He closed his eyes and silently recited the art of war over and over again to resist the bone-chilling coldness.

It's just that this time before he finished reciting half of the Art of War, he heard footsteps.

The footsteps of the person coming were heavy and weak, he should be a young man who has never practiced martial arts, if he guessed right, he should be a frail scholar.

Li Zong sent such a person, did he come up with a new trick to humiliate him?

Li Fengqi closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious, holding his breath in secret, waiting for the other party to approach.

Ye Yunting was halfway through changing the quilt, only to realize that it would be cold if he didn't cover him with a quilt at this time of year, and Li Fengqi was still a patient, let alone the wind, so he hurriedly brought a thin quilt over to cover him.

When he got closer, he saw that his lips were indeed whiter.I touched the back of my hand again, and it was even colder without any warmth.

"I was negligent." Ye Yunting looked at the person who seemed weaker and paler than before, and couldn't help apologizing.

He tucked the quilt up for Li Fengqi, hesitated for a moment, then put both hands under the thin quilt, grabbed his cold hands and warmed him up.

Seeing Li Fengqi's furrowed brows and pale face, he whispered guiltyly: "Just blow for a while, you must never get sick again..."