A bucket of Jiangshan [Rebirth]

Paintings are ordinary paintings.

It depicts the family in Yan Zhaoqi's eyes.

There are concubines Xian, Yan Shulou, Du Mingqian, Yan Zhaoqi himself, and their father, the emperor.

Yan Shulou didn't know what kind of mood he should use to face the portraits of this family. From an adult's aesthetic point of view, the children's paintings have nothing to appreciate, and even cover up the clothes worn by the people in the paintings. He couldn't recognize who was who at all, and even the Son of Heaven was hard to recognize because of his facial hair.

However, Yan Zhaoqi carefully represented the emperor in black, him in purple, and Du Mingqian in white.

This subtle difference shows the child's observation ability. If the child does not care about them, they will not pay attention to their clothes at all.

Facing this painting with all his heart, Yan Shulou was silent.

He hugged Yan Zhaoqi to his seat, tried his best to smile, pointed to the emperor above and asked, "Is this the emperor?"

"Yeah!" Yan Zhaoqi nodded sweetly, pointed to the emperor's clothes with his little short finger, "Father said he doesn't like to wear gold clothes, so he often visits me secretly in black casual clothes. Then," pointing The place where the emperor should have a beard, he said with a smile, "Father used to have no beard, how beautiful, but now he has a beard, which can pierce people, so I didn't draw it, brother, brother, do you think I drew it?" Is the emperor good-looking?"

"It's beautiful!" Yan Shulou smiled, and kissed Yan Zhaoqi's cheek, "Your paintings are beautiful!"

"Really?" Yan Zhaoqi jumped up happily, grabbed the painting, jumped to the ground, and ran outside, "Then I will send it to Father."

Yan Shulou rushed up in two steps at a time, and picked up Yan Zhaoqi, who was alive and kicking: "Father is dealing with official business, don't bother him, brother Huang will send it for you tomorrow, you obediently do your homework here!"

"No, no!" Yan Zhaoqi shook his head like a rattle, "I haven't seen my father for a long time, brother, just let me meet him, okay, okay." He coquettishly walked into Yan Shulou's arms Rubbing, the mouth flattened into a line.

Yan Shulou pinched his flat mouth with one hand, laughed loudly, and agreed with a kiss, but only if he had finished today's homework before taking him there.

Yan Zhaoqi slipped down from Yan Shulou's arms immediately, returned to his seat and sat down, opened the book and began to study obediently, while Yan Shulou held his painting and was lost in thought.

He never knew that his father liked to wear black clothes, because he didn't care.

Among the family he considered, there were only Concubine Xian, Yan Zhaoqi and Du Mingqian, and there had never been an emperor.

Although the emperor is his father, the relationship between the two is complicated and difficult to describe. In Yan Shulou's eyes, the emperor is the emperor, he is the minister, and the two are just familiar strangers.

He did not like the emperor, and even had resentment.In his previous life, he was imprisoned for many years because of the emperor's suspicion, and finally died under the hands of Yan Pincheng.In this life, although he played a show in front of the emperor and was reused, it was only a superficial effort, and he still never regarded the emperor as his father in his heart.

Yan Zhaoqi was different. He was favored by the emperor since he was a child, and the emperor gave him everything. Therefore, for him, the emperor was his real father, and he was an inseparable existence.

This is where Yan Shulou's contradiction lies. To the same person, he has resentment, while Yan Zhaoqi has love. How to deal with such a relationship.Besides, in the palace, several capable princes are gone. Although he does not argue, it does not mean that the emperor will not doubt him. If one day, the emperor will attack him because he is dissatisfied...

Yan Shulou really didn't hope that one day, he would face the emperor with swords and swords, making it difficult for Yan Zhaoqi to be in the middle.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

The crisp voice interrupted his thoughts, Yan Shulou looked up and saw Yan Zhaoqi's hand shaking in front of him: "Huh? What are you doing!"

"Brother Huang, I've finished writing, look!" Yan Zhaoqi smiled and handed the homework book in his hand to Yan Shulou.

Yan Shulou didn't care to read it, so he flipped through a few pages at random and counted it as having checked, brushed off his sleeves and stood up, asked the palace servant to wipe Yan Zhaoqi's hands, and then dragged him away: "Let's go then."

Instead of thinking too much, it is better to take one step at a time.No matter what happens, he must protect Yan Zhaoqi and prevent him from knowing the truth behind it.

After arriving at the study room, Yan Shulou brought Yan Zhaoqi inside after receiving the consent of the emperor.

When the Son of Heaven saw Yan Zhaoqi, he raised his eyebrows, and waved cheerfully at Yan Zhaoqi, "Zhaoqi, come, come, father, see you."

Yan Zhaoqi was like a snake in an instant, slipped into the arms of the emperor, pulled the beard that the emperor had pricked his face, and yelled, "Father! It's so itchy, don't prick it!"

"Hahaha." The Son of Heaven laughed loudly, rubbed Yan Zhaoqi's face lovingly and asked him how his homework was, and Yan Zhaoqi answered him softly.

Yan Shulou always stood aside and watched quietly. He always felt that he was an outsider and would never be able to blend in.

Later, when Yan Zhaoqi said that he had painted a painting and mentioned that the painting was in the hands of Yan Shulou, the emperor set his sights on Yan Shulou. At that moment, Yanshulou seemed to have returned to the former Yanpin City. At that time, the emperor at that time regarded him as air, and would not pay more attention to him.

Isn't it the same now, in the eyes of the emperor, he is nothing.

But today, it seems something is different.

"Chuheng, I ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you sent. It tastes like your mother's concubine. In the future, you should bring Mingyu to the palace and send me some sweet-scented osmanthus cake. It's not fun for me to eat alone."

Yan Shulou raised his head suddenly, and looked at the smiling father in front of him. He suddenly felt very strange, yet somewhat familiar.

His grizzled hair was full of vicissitudes, and the corners of his wrinkled eyes told of old age. This royal father was no longer the one he knew.

"Father..."

The words are on my lips, but I don't know how to express them.

Yan Shulou finally nodded and ended the conversation: "I would like to obey the imperial father's order."

"I'm not ordering you, it's just that I'm old and lonely in the palace. Let your grandfather send me some Ningshen incense tomorrow. The incense here is almost exhausted."

Yan Shulou was stunned, and just wanted to reply to the last sentence, isn't there a fragrance of Ningshen sent by Concubine Liang, but then he thought that Concubine Liang had been thrown into the cold palace, so he stopped questioning.

As if seeing his doubts, the Son of Heaven put Yan Zhaoqi on the ground, patted him on the back and coaxed him, "Zhaoqi, go and play with Aowu first, Father has something to say to your brother."

Yan Zhaoqi nodded obediently, held Eunuch Yu's hand and bounced away.

Without the child's playful voice, the study suddenly became much more lonely. The emperor sighed, stood up with his hands behind his back and walked in front of Yan Shulou, suddenly realized that he was really old, and the children had grown so tall: "Chu Heng, Do you blame me?"

Surprised that the emperor asked this question, Yan Shulou didn't know how to answer, complain?He didn't know if he was complaining.

"I can't protect your mother and concubine."

Yan Shulou was startled, not knowing how to continue.

"Your concubine mother was actually killed by concubine Liang."

When the emperor finished speaking, Yan Shulou immediately pretended to be shocked, so that the emperor could not see any clues.

The emperor glanced at Yan Shulou's expression with deep meaning, and continued: "This is my long-standing knot. After your mother and concubine passed away, I asked people to investigate the cause of her death, but there was no follow-up until a year ago , my staff suddenly found out that the death of your mother and concubine was related to the Empress Dowager. I went to investigate, but only found Empress Dowager, so I couldn't go any further. I am not stupid, knowing that this matter is different, I decided to After observing for a while, as Concubine Liang gradually came into my sight, I realized that things were a bit too complicated. The resemblance between Concubine Liang and Concubine Xian, her respect for Concubine Xian, and her concern for me... I You have to doubt her."

After the emperor finished speaking calmly, he looked at Yan Shulou, but he could only catch the surprised expression on his face, and couldn't see the rest of the acting expression, so he continued with confidence: "I will continue to elevate Concubine Liang, I will I want to see what she wants to do, but I didn't plan to do it at that time. I didn't know the truth until Zhao Qi gave me a jade Pixiu..." The emperor sighed and moved Yan Shu Lou Knowing the process of Liangfei killing his mother and concubine, Yan Shulou still looked shocked, showing the expression that should be shown well.

The Son of Heaven sighed again, patted Yan Shulou on the shoulder, shook his head repentantly and said, "I can't protect your mother and concubine, do you blame me?"

"Of course I don't complain, father and concubine have already avenged mother and concubine!" Yan Shulou replied solemnly, showing loyalty on his face.

The emperor's frown was slightly relaxed, he nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "It's fine if you don't complain, and I'm relieved. It's just that I have a knot in my heart that is still difficult to solve..." After a long pause, he looked at the Yan Shu Tower With interest on her face, she continued, "Concubine Liang killed so many people back then, and even killed me. Her crime should be punished, but I have owed her for many years, and San'er is currently guarding the frontier. If the concubine Liang is dealt with, it will easily lead to adverse consequences, Chu Heng, how do you think we should deal with it?"

Yan Shulou originally had a good impression of the emperor, but when he saw the look of anticipation in the emperor's eyes, he sneered in his heart. He wanted to borrow his knife to kill someone.

The emperor said so, of course Yan Shulou would follow his words, expressing his utter sincerity as a son and minister.

"My son will handle it properly, father, please rest assured."

A smile appeared on the face of the Son of Heaven, he nodded knowingly, and chatted about Concubine Xian again, as if the person hiding the knife in his smile just now was not him.

When leaving the study, a sneer appeared on the corner of Yan Shulou's lips. His good father is really unbelievable.

That night, a sachet was delivered to Concubine Liang.

Concubine Liang looked at the familiar sachet, her eyes were in a trance, and she wept softly while holding the sachet.Tears melted into the sachet, exuding a smell different from the smell of the sachet. She was so puzzled that she carefully opened the sachet and found a note inlaid with gold.

It was written in a strong font: blood debt blood!

She suddenly turned pale with shock, it turned out to be the emperor's handwriting!

Concubine Liang suddenly fell to her knees, covering her eyelids with her hands and crying bitterly.

That night, Concubine Liang hanged herself from the beam, and was discovered early the next morning, and she had been dead for a long time.

The person who found out that she committed suicide, unfortunately, had the emperor's permission to take the sachet given by Yan Guangyu to look for her in Yanshu Tower.