starling is not a bird

The Crown Prince tidied up his appearance, patted his cheeks in the mirror, and said with a wry smile, "What a great head, isn't it?"

Even Hua Qing's personal entourage, who is so favored by him, would not dare to answer these words, the servants should not take what the crown prince said seriously, otherwise the head on the neck would really be gone.

"Master, your face is turning blue, do you want to cover it up?" Hua Qing asked cautiously.

"No, those makeup powders are for women, don't want them!" The prince looked at his complexion, it was indeed very bad, although it could be said that his bad complexion was a sign of worry day and night, it wouldn't be worthwhile to put a hat of resentment on others up.

: "Go, burn a cigarette and soak it to refresh yourself." The prince didn't think long before making up his mind.

: "Yes." Hua Qing glanced at the servant standing next to him: "The slave rubbed a good one for the master himself."

Added agarwood, cinnamon twigs, and sprinkled sugar powder, and burned it with a seven-treasure glazed lamp to taste. The prince took the water pipe, and before he could lie down, he just held Huaqing's hand and took a few big puffs. He exhaled a puff of tortuous smoke, rinsed his mouth with peppermint water, and felt that his whole body was alive, and his eyes were extremely clear.

Looking back at Huaqing, she smiled slightly: "Gu is gone, waiting for good news from Gu!"

Hua Qing knelt on the ground, bent her head and chanted loudly: "His Royal Highness is a thousand years old!"

The prince got into the sedan chair, feeling ups and downs. He saw the bright lights of the Forbidden City from a high place. It was so beautiful and majestic. This is his own home, and even more so, his son's home, and he cannot surrender it to others!

Kangxi rubbed the ink in the upper study room, round and round, the ink was oily and shiny, stirring up small waves, until the ink ingot in his hand was so short that he couldn't hold it, he didn't stop.

"Second elder brother is here!" The waiter called out loudly, and Kangxi suddenly raised his head, "Second elder brother, what a fresh name!"Born as the crown prince, he is extremely honorable and looked up to by everyone, but now a second elder brother can't help but make people feel a little strange.

The crown prince walked in, greeted Kangxi neatly with Qian'er, Kangxi waved him to stand up: "Come here, let me have a look, but you lost weight?"

The crown prince looked surprised, and quickly stepped forward to support the emperor's hand, with a real heartache in his tone: "My son is only stronger, how can he be thinner? But you, Huang Ama, how did you lose so much weight?" ? It’s all because of your unworthy son, which made Huang Ama worry about you.”

Kangxi patted the Crown Prince's shoulder, questioning in his eyes: "You live in Yuqing Palace, why didn't you have a performance? Or do you think I blamed you?"

The crown prince hurriedly knelt down again: "How dare my son have such thoughts? My son is incompetent, and he is deceived by villains, and has delusions in his heart, so that he offends the emperor Ama, and loses favor to the clan. All these are human faults. Dare to resent? The only way is to study and cultivate virtue day and night, hoping to correct the mistakes and rebuild the brotherhood of father and son!"

Kangxi's eyes flickered: "Read day and night to cultivate virtue? What kind of books did you read?"

: "However, I picked up the words of the sage again. It turned out that when I was studying that day, I had too many distracting thoughts and too little experience. The words of the sage were shallow but deep. My son only understands a little now and dare not speak nonsense." The crown prince said respectfully, Speak out some words that I have considered these days.

: "Come, sit down, and play chess with me." Kangxi had someone set up the chess seat, he held the black stone and landed it in Zhongyuan, and the crown prince also sat down, and his heart began to beat, how should we play this game of chess? ?

Here, the father and son sit opposite each other under the lamp, having a good time, the murderous intent hidden in the black and white is appearing and disappearing, although there is no sound of gold and iron horses, but in the square inch, no one is willing to give in.

The brothers in the outskirts of Beijing had already eaten the last snack for their dinner, sweet-scented osmanthus honey sauce glutinous rice balls, sweet and sweet, soft and delicious, and the little elder brothers held their stomachs and hiccupped in satisfaction.

: "I won't go back tonight. How can I ride a horse after eating so much? I feel dizzy in a car. Lao Jiu, do you have enough houses here?" Dingjun Wang had to make arrangements.

: "Where can't I live? The first room and the second room are fine!" Min Baylor said proudly.

: "Okay, let Shiba quickly go to bed, drink so much, look at his noisy appearance!" Dingjun Wang picked up Shiba elder brother, walked out with his neck in his arms: "No tonight!" It's time to play!"

The eighteenth elder brother snuggled up to his elder brother and smirked: "Brother, shall we sleep together tonight?"

: "Not good!" Prince Ding ruthlessly rejected the drunken cat's coquettishness.

"Brother, I promise I won't snore or turn over randomly, so just sleep with me!" The eighteenth elder brother would never let it go.In the palace before, I was envious of the ninth and tenth brothers who could cling to their own brothers. After finally coming out, they must sleep together.

"You drank so much, you might have a fuss at night, and you'll throw up all over me, can you still sleep?" Prince Ding shook his head resolutely.

Bargaining all the way, Prince Ding tore his younger brother off his body and threw it to the maid: "Go, wash him and send him to sleep in the room next door to my master. Don't give him anything to eat."

After taking a bath in a hurry, I was about to fall into a deep sleep, and then a warm body rubbed against me: "Brother, don't chase me away, okay?"

Dingjun Wang closed his eyes and wrapped his younger brother in his arms, and said vaguely: "If you want to sleep, go to sleep, don't make trouble at night, or you will get up tomorrow and beat you!"

After arranging the board and lodging for the brothers, Min Baylor forced himself to wash and wash, the smell of alcohol in his mouth was suppressed with licorice, and he chewed a handful of fragrant tea: "Mynah is in the south wing?"

After taking a bath, Min Baylor walked in the corridor with his clothes on. The night wind was quite cool, which made him extremely awake. When he entered the wing room, the lights had already been turned off, and the night pearls hanging at the four corners of the room gave off a hazy light.

Minbeile quickened his pace, walked to the step back, waved the girl from Shangye back, and raised the bed curtain by himself, King Dingjun was sleeping soundly, his face was flushed, he was leaning outwards, his waist was slightly arched, and he was holding the girl with one hand in his arms. Holding the waist of the eighteenth elder brother, the eighteenth elder brother's head was deeply buried in the arms of King Dingjun.

Min Baylor felt a little jealous, sat on the side of the bed, and gently pushed Prince Ding: "Brother, I want to sleep with you too."

King Ding opened his eyes in a daze, saw Min Baylor, yawned, lifted the brocade quilt a little, and moved a little bit inside with his arms around Brother Eighteen: "Come in quickly, don't disturb the child. "

Min Baylor bent down, hugged the whole quilt, and pressed Dingjun Wang and refused to let go. Dingjun Wang struggled impatiently, but the words that came out of his mouth were vague: "It's so heavy, what are you doing?" Sleep or not? Don’t bother me if you don’t sleep.”

Min Baylor's body that was originally cold became hot, his whole body became weak, and all his blood rushed to one position. He reluctantly rubbed the neck of Prince Ding who was buried deep in the quilt for a long time before he sighed in satisfaction. In one breath, he stood up decisively and left.

: "You guys are so good at serving!" Min Baylor left more quickly than when he came.

The beautiful maidservants raised in the backyard had already heard the news that Lord Belle had a banquet tonight, and they were not needed to serve them, and they were not to go out for a stroll, it was not for fun to offend the nobles.

When Min Baylor came in, the boy at the door was frightened, as long as King Ding was here, Lord Baylor would never have time to talk to others!I have never seen such a flattering person before!

Min Baylor pushed the door open and strode inside: "Are you all asleep?"

The young man rushed up with the lamp in hand: "Master, walk slowly before going to bed. Which room do you want to rest in?"

Min Baylor remained silent, walked to a door, turned his head after thinking about it: "Go, wake up those few."

The boy smiled and said, "Which brother or sister is it?"

Min Baylor was simmering with anger, and couldn't suppress it no matter what, he glared at him: "What kind of messed up brothers and sisters? Master, go to Gao Lin's place, and you can pick out those who have studied, and the tall ones will call you here."

Push them away, the one Min Baylor likes the most has already passed the age of delicate childhood, his stature has been twitched, and his face has faded, but Min Baylor bought him in and let people call him Mr. Gao Lin, who is better than him? All favored.

Min Belle dragged the man from the desk to his arms, and Min Belle snatched the scroll in his hand and threw it on the ground. Before he could exclaim in surprise, Min Belle had already gagged him, and half pushed and half pressed it on the table.

: "Baylor, Lord Baylor, ah, ah!" Min Baylor completely ignored the movement of the person below him, and violently tore open the skirt of his clothes, and said perfunctorily: "Be good, be good, don't twist your hands and feet, let me hurt you!" you."

Gao Lin stared at the roof, and slowly relaxed his tense body. He has been in for so long, and he has always wondered that he is not considered good-looking, nor has a good temper. Why is Baylor so kind to him?

It's just that if it comes, it will be safe. Do those who are destined but not lucky dare to look forward to it?The tingling pain made his mind go numb, and the wild beast on his body felt very strange. In fact, Gao Lin wanted to laugh. Speaking of it, Lord Baylor's complexion was ten thousand times stronger than his own, but the world always turned upside down like this.

When Gao Lin couldn't bear it anymore, he still wept and begged for mercy. This was the most shameful thing he could do. It's really shameful that a seven-foot man wants to beg for mercy like a woman in order to entertain others.

Minbeile looked at the blood under his body, and pushed Gao Lin away with red eyes. There were already several boys waiting outside. The fourteen-year-old was young, and his body was full of resilience, which could not be broken.

Pulling a few laughing boys and pressing them down between his legs, Minbeile closed his eyes slightly, and the scene just now emerged, in the low tent, the person hugging the children to sleep peacefully, full of warmth, no matter how beautiful But it's gone.But how could he be so restless?

Look at Gao Lin, lying on the couch with a thin sheet, his slender body undulating in the silk, Minbeile kicked the boy between his legs, walked over, pulled Gao Lin up, and stained his face with sweat Hair brushed behind the ears.

"Gao Lin, you've worked hard today, come here, and let the Lord love you again." Minbeile knew that he was a little too strong, but the evil fire in his heart could not be suppressed.

Gao Lin raised his face in surprise, his eyes were a little distracted: "Master, please feel sorry for this slave, I really can't stand it! Lord, please."

Min Baylor was not soft-hearted at all, he smiled lightly, as beautiful as a spring flower, and leaned against Gao Lin's pale face: "You also feel sorry for your Lord Baylor, try it, he won't be soft-hearted, how can you be soft-hearted? Come on, just now I have let you rest for a long time, let those boys rest too!"

Gao Lin closed his eyes in desperation. He knew Min Baylor's temper. He was the most capricious. In the past, he played a lot and served more people to curry favor with him. He didn't know how many times he hid. up.

His hands and feet were already entangled automatically, this is what Gao Lin hates most about himself, how could he be fooled by this man's means and appearance, so willing to be so lowly?

King Dingjun hugged his younger brother and slept until it was dusk. He pushed his warm brother away. King Dingjun lifted the quilt and said, "Bring water to wipe yourself. I'm sweating all over at night."

The eighteenth elder brother blinked and said aggrievedly: "Brother, you actually despise me."

King Dingjun didn't turn his head back: "Sweaty and smelly of wine, I didn't kick you off to save face? How dare you say that? I'll let you drink less and refuse to listen."

The eighteenth elder brother kicked off the quilt, rolled to the edge of the bed and said wearily, "The ancients said that getting drunk can relieve a thousand worries. Why do I feel that I am only worried when I drink too much?"

Prince Ding laughed: "You, you are a young man now, what are you worrying about? You will understand when you grow up, get up quickly, drink water before going to eat."

The one who got up first was Dumbele, who had already finished a set of Changquan in the yard. The [-]th Baile got up early and was practicing Taijiquan while drawing a big watermelon.

King Dingjun was very happy to see his brothers when he came out: "Wake up all the brothers, go back to the city after dinner early in the morning, and see what you can catch on the way."

Halfway through breakfast, Min Baylor still didn't come out, King Ding looked at the waiter next to him: "Why didn't anyone call you Lord Baylor?"

Before the servant could reply, Fourteen Baylor spoke first: "Didn't Brother Nine go to your room yesterday?"

: "No, Shiba slept with me yesterday."

While he was talking, Min Baylor came out, King Ding glanced at him, and his expression changed: "What did you do at night? Both eyes are black and blue? You are such a big man, why don't you know?" Take care of yourself?"

After thinking about what else to say, he looked at Elder Brother Ten 56 next to him, and held back again, and asked someone to serve Minbeile with goat cheese and vegetables, urging everyone to get up.

Min Baylor kept his head down, not daring to look directly at the king of Ding. He was talking all night, obviously tired, but he didn't want to stop. In the morning, Gao Lin pouted, and he gave up.

He has been biting the skin of others and dare not let go, he is afraid that if he lets go, he will call out his name, he doesn't want to kill someone to silence him, and he doesn't want others to peep into his heart.

When the younger brothers went out and led the horses away, and even the eighteenth elder brother obediently went out to lead the horses alone, Dingjun Wang said in a calm voice: "What are you doing! The yard is all your people, so what if you like it? Anytime It's up to you, why make yourself like this overnight, look at your face, it's not for fun to lose your kidney qi, and it's not the first time you have tried this kind of thing, you have a group of wives and concubines, with both children, why bother to act like a Like a hairy child, there is no restraint at all?"

How could Minbeile dare to speak back?With a bitter face and silence, Prince Ding said a few more words, looked at his younger brother's weak face, sighed, and went out to tell people: "Bring the carriage over here, and help you, Lord Baylor, up."

King Dingjun let his younger brothers ride their horses as they wished, and took the reins to walk slowly, not letting the carriage go fast. Dunbeile came back to the horse and said to King Ding with a smile: "Brother Jiu is not sensible, don't be angry, brother." Broke yourself."

Prince Ding sighed: "I also feel sorry for him. I played around because I was young. It's not for fun when I'm sick. I may have said something serious just now. You will accompany him later. Don't make him unhappy."

Dumbele responded with a smile, turned over into the carriage, pinched Minbeile's cheek, and Minbeile waved his hand away angrily: "What are you making trouble with me again?"

Dumbele leaned down and said softly, "Why are you guilty?"

Min Baylor sat up and slapped Dumbele on the face. Dumbele blocked his hand and said coldly: "Everything is undecided now. Take care of yourself and don't make trouble for the starling. You are so troublesome, call me What do people think?"

Min Baylor didn't speak for a long time, but just stared at Du Baylor stubbornly: "What right do you have to meddle in my business?"

Dubeile's heroic face was contorted for a long time, and he said bitterly: "We all know what mynah wants, and you also know in your heart how mynah has treated us all these years. Ask yourself, your dirty thoughts can be brought to the table Do you still think mynah is not messy enough now? Huang Ama recruited the crown prince to gossip yesterday. After returning to the city today, there will be plenty of storms waiting for us to accompany mynah. You also plan to cast a knife handle from iron and hand it to others to harm mynah ?"

Min Baylor stretched his neck and panted heavily, but there was no regret on his face, he threw Dumbele's hand away: "You don't need to teach me this truth, don't think that you are the only one who does business, and I'm not just for nothing! If I want it, I will try my best to grab it for him, and no one will try to snatch it from him! I'm not that stupid!"

: "Do you think others are fools? Even fools like Fourteen have noticed it a little bit. Do you think if it were Huang Ama, he would be fooled by your brotherly love? You can't hide your eyes!" Dumbele lowered his voice, full of vigilance, staring at Minbeile.

Min Baylor turned his head, stared at the board wall, and said after a long time: "I'm the fool, okay, I'll be careful in the future."

Dumbele sighed: "Just don't let my starling down. I don't bother to care about you. You are also my brother. I also want you to be happy in everything, but there are some things in this world that are not satisfactory!"

Min Baylor covered his eyes with his sleeves: "Don't worry, I just hope that everything goes well for my starling, myself? What can I do wrong?"

Dumbele heaved a sigh of relief. His heart that was held in his palm finally let go. His words were a bit exaggerated, but he was really worried. Dumbele was in the court and knew too much information. He knew exactly the way the starling chose. , this road is difficult to walk, but there is no way to turn back, as long as the starling wants to go, I can only accompany him!

He was really afraid that Min Baylor would lose control of himself. Who would care about this kind of scandal when nothing happened?When something happens, it is a ready-made heartbroken grass!

: "The crown prince can't be re-established!" Min Baylor lowered his arm, looked at Du Bei Le and said seriously: "If he is re-established, what will my starling do?"

Dunbeile's pupils contracted nervously, and his mouth was pursed into a straight line. Minbeile suddenly understood and wiped his face: "You don't need to tell me, I always support it anyway!"