The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Seeing that the emperor was completely out of control with anger, Song Wei also felt that it was a bit too cruel to use her biological mother who had died for more than 20 years as a bargaining chip.

He got up and said, "Father, my son will leave first. I will pay my respects after my father's anger subsides."

"You, you stop for me! Cough! Cough..." The emperor was choking on a mouthful of phlegm, and the maids hurriedly stroked their chests and backs to serve.

Song Wei waited for the emperor to stop coughing, and then said: "Father, your body is important, you should take care of yourself." His tone was a bit wan.

The emperor stared at him while panting.Seeing that he was speechless for a while, Song Wei turned around and left.After all, the emperor did not force him to stay.

Walking to the door of the palace courtyard, all the attendants who followed were waiting outside the door.Song Wei stopped and thought for a while, with a troubled face on his face, he said to Dongsang: "My father asked me to take back a bunch of portraits of women to look at, but if he refuses to take them, he will continue to fiddle with them, why don't we fool them first. If you don’t want to go in again, go and take it out for me.”

Dongsang responded and walked in.All the guards in the bedroom recognized him, and no one stopped him.

With the appearance of His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, one could see that he was at odds with His Majesty the Emperor again.Originally, the most suitable person to take the portrait back for him should be Lan Butler.But Lan Di was originally a person close to the emperor, if he went in at this time, he would probably be interrogated by his master, and if one of them failed to answer, he had to be prepared to bear the wrath of both.Therefore, Lan Butler hesitated for a moment, and then remained silent.Dongsang was considered a guest, a junior, and a cultivator. It was barely reasonable to help the sixth prince get a portrait of the future princess.What's more, when he went to the palace to see his master, he should have greeted the emperor first.The emperor would not vent his anger on him.

After a while, Dongsang came out with a large scroll in his arms, and Lan Di quickly took it.

Song Wei said: "You go to see your master, I will go back to the mansion first, and leave two people waiting for you at the gate of the palace."

In the evening, Song Wei sat in the yard and set up a barbecue grill to eat kebabs.He wore the coolest sleeveless ramie shirt, and put a long sweat towel on his shoulders. He sprinkled spices on the meat skewers with one hand, and took out a scroll of beauties with the other hand, stuffed it under the shelf and lit it as firewood.Humming a cheerful Persian tune, he raised his arm to wipe his sweat from time to time.

That's right, the large pile of portraits of candidate princesses brought back by the blue steward asked His Royal Highness King Xiu to roast the meat.

Blue Indigo stood a few steps away with a sad face, and the tempting aroma of barbecue wafted into his nostrils. The Sixth Prince personally delivered skewers of barbecued meat to him, but it couldn't improve his sad mood at all.All the portraits were burned as firewood by His Majesty, and His Majesty asked how to reply when he turned around.Alas... Out of sight, out of mind, I simply retreated and avoided.

Song Wei is having a good time roasting, and Dongsang is back.The two brothers and a few guards who were close to each other worked together, eating and drinking with great pleasure.Song Wei's cooking skills are good, and the grilled meat skewers are very authentic.While eating, while teaching skills on the spot, the atmosphere is extremely harmonious.Dongsang kept the precepts quite strictly, and a group of people ate meat, but he insisted on being a vegetarian.Song Wei specially asked someone to prepare some vegetable noodles, brushed with sesame oil and seasoning, and the taste was not bad when baked.

After eating and drinking enough, someone tidied up and cleaned, Song Weila Dongsang went to the pavilion in the forest to enjoy the cool.

His Royal Highness King Xiu asked: "How? My father is out of breath and vomiting blood?"

Dongsang shook his head: "Director Qingyun led me in and told me to wait outside for a while. While they were not paying attention, I got a little closer and heard the conversation inside. Probably His Majesty beat the medicine bowl and was sending someone to clean it up. The manager said Cook another bowl, Your Majesty said..." Dong Sang paused, "Your Majesty said it's a tonic anyway, so what if you don't drink another bowl? I'm already tired of drinking it."

"Crack!" Song Wei punched her left palm with her right fist, gritted her teeth, "I knew it! It really was a fake!"

Dongsang looked at him sympathetically.

"Go and get the portrait, did my father say anything?"

"Your Majesty asked why I took it. Before I could answer, he said that Steward Lan must have sent me on purpose. I didn't nod or shake my head."

Song Wei is happy.Dongsang laughed, "Your Majesty also asked you what you've been doing recently, and I told you the truth. Your Majesty sighed several times, and then told me to see Master."

Song Wei patted the railing: "Believe it or not, my father's pretending to be sick must be due to your master."

Dongsang replied honestly: "I don't know, I didn't ask the master."

"Then your master didn't ask you, how is it living with me?"

"I asked. I said it was very good, so he didn't ask any more. He just checked his homework and explained a few new prescriptions. After I finished, I left the palace."

Song Wei tapped lightly on the railing: "Dong Sang, when your master agreed to allow you to live with me, did you have anything special to say?"

"Well, the master explained two things. The first one is not to miss homework; the second one is not to do things that should not be done."

Song Wei raised his eyebrows: "What should I not do?"

"The master said, I can figure it out myself."

Song Wei was speechless: "...Hey!"

Rolling his eyes, he discussed with Dongsang: "There is something I want to ask you for help. You think it over, if you don't think it should be done, then it's fine. If you can do it, brother will be very grateful."

"What's the matter, tell me."

Song Wei let out a long sigh: "My father tried every means to get me married, but I don't want to. As for the reason, you also know. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in grievances, and I don't want to harm innocent women from other people's families for nothing. In the palace, I couldn't hold back for a while, but in desperation, I carried my dead mother out, saying that I would observe filial piety for three years, but it made my father anxious."

Dong Sang's mouth opened into a circle: "Ah... no wonder I dropped the medicine bowl."

Song Wei said dejectedly: "It's not that I have no choice. How could I use this trick? It's very annoying to my parents. It's not a trivial matter for the prince to keep his filial piety, and he has to toss a lot of people. In saying that, it's actually just to scare my father. .”

According to the laws of the Xianxi Dynasty, when the father died when the mother died, the mother died for three years.In addition to wearing hemp and filial piety, all kinds of entertainment and social activities are prohibited, and there are many rules in terms of diet and daily life.Song Weitu was in a good mood for a while, and uttered harsh words in front of his father. If it really made a big fuss, it would definitely attract the attention of all parties, and he couldn't go one step further.Just kidding, three years without drinking, singing, cursing, or going to bed, can't you suffocate to death?

After staying for a few more days, the emperor may not be unable to react.Once the emperor figured it out, he would give up his daughter-in-law for the time being, and really use the shackles of filial piety to deal with his son, wouldn't he be shooting himself in the foot?Song Wei is of course grateful and admired for her biological mother in this life, but it is impossible to talk about how deep her feelings are.Three years of filial piety or something is really difficult for the strong.Trying to seize the moral high ground, if you are not careful, you will end up digging a hole to bury yourself.

He waved his hand and told the nearby guards to go further away.Putting his arm on Dongsang's shoulder, whispering in a low voice, confiding in his heart.

"My father didn't make a fuss about choosing a concubine until after Dugu went to the northern suburbs. I thought, no matter how I plan to deal with it, I have to discuss it with him face to face."

Dongsang naturally understood who this "he" was.Question: "Would you like me to deliver the letter for you and ask Mr. Xianhou to come back?"

Song Wei shook his head: "What's the use of him coming back? Isn't it because my father said something that he has to get out? I have to go. Otherwise, I will always be confined in the palace. As long as my father is not happy, I will be the meat on the chopping board. Horizontal strips and vertical slices, steamed and grilled, let the old man do it."

Dongsang questioned: "Brother Qin will definitely not agree, how are you going?"

Song Wei smiled cunningly for a while, looked around, the guards were all more than ten zhang away.Before Dugu Mian left, he asked for a team of elite court guards from Yihou Wei Guan, and put them under Qin Xian's hands to strengthen the security of Prince Xiu's mansion.But these people only help in the front yard, as for the backyard of the inner house, they all use their own people.Some of them with the best skills were sent by Song Wei's side.Where he is, there are these people.

Right now Song Wei was sitting in the octagonal pavilion in the green peach forest, and several people naturally scattered around.One side of Bitao Forest stretched straight to the back wall of the palace. Qin Xian was a meticulous person, and he arranged for additional people to guard it in shifts.

The sixth prince and this group of guards are old friends, they often mess around together without going up or down, and they have a very good relationship.Of course, it is impossible to tell them to go against the principles, after all, they have all learned a big lesson, and they are afraid that they will not be able to explain to the emperor Xianhou.But if you want to use some tricks to trick people into being deceived, as far as Song Wei is concerned, isn't it easy to catch?

He lay next to Dongsang's ear, muttered to himself, and when it came to the most important secret place, he simply kept silent, and dipped his finger in the tea to make gestures on the stone table.

The two came and went and communicated for a long time, and finally Song Weiwei said in a low voice: "Just ask if you can help. If you can, I owe you a big favor. If you can't, it's okay. I'll find another way. As for whether it can be done, It's another matter. It's good to succeed, but if it doesn't succeed, I will never blame you, I only blame my bad luck."

Dongsang felt a little embarrassed, thought for a while, and said, "Of course I'd like to help you, and besides, it's not a bad thing, it's just..."

"Are you afraid that Big Brother Qin and the others will be punished? Don't worry, no matter how angry my father is, he won't come to make trouble with some guards in person. He will definitely hand it over to Dugu Mian. At that time, I will beg for mercy, and nothing will happen."

"no……"

"Are you afraid that my father and your master will make trouble for you?" Song Wei patted him, "So I told you to turn yourself into a nuisance, and push all of you on me when the time comes, remember to pretend to be a fool to the end. You are just being deceived by me ok, what can happen?"

"No." Song Wei answered too quickly, and Dongsang finally cut in, "I'm afraid you may be in danger if you go on the road alone. If you want to go, I'll go with you."

Hearing this, Song Wei was so moved that he rushed forward: "Good brother!" Then he said, "That's okay, you go with me. I went to ask for sex and came back in a hurry. Anyway, I will be scolded when I come back. It's not like staying with me. Fuwei military camp, try to wait until after the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, when the missions from the north return to their hometowns, we two brothers will find an excuse to go to northern Xinjiang to play!"

Dongsang rubbed the back of his head: "You two stay in the barracks, Lord Hou won't agree..."

Song Wei was gearing up: "If he is willing, he must be willing, and if he is not, he must be willing. Just wait and see what brother does!"

Dongsang looked at Song Wei and smirked.Lord Xianhou, who was far away in the barracks in the northern suburbs, sneezed a series of times.

The two of them made up their minds, and then Song Wei yelled loudly for someone to bring wine.He had already had a round of drinks at dinner time, and now it was approaching late at night, and he wanted to drink again. Lan Di came over with the guards who brought the wine, tried to persuade him once, but was ignored, so he invited Li Yi, the housekeeper, to continue his efforts.

Song Wei was lying on the stone table, with one hand still on the side of the wine jar, her eyes were drunk, and her face was full of sarcasm: "Master Li, did you bring hangover soup again?"

Li Yi took a few steps closer: "Your Highness, with such a drinking method, no matter how good the hangover soup is, it will still hurt your health."

Song Wei sneered and slapped the table weakly: "You really care about me, either turn around and go back the same way; or come over and drink with me."

Li Yi stood for a moment, remembering that the sixth prince had burned the portrait of the candidate princess with a smile, and his emotions would explode sooner or later.Sui said: "Okay, I'll have a drink with His Highness. Just don't forget, His Highness, you can use wine to relieve your sorrows and make your sorrows worse. Drinking is originally only a momentary pleasure."

Song Wei staggered and poured him a bowl: "Use wine to drown your worries and make your worries even worse... Mr. Li is indeed knowledgeable! A vulgar person like me can't understand such a profound truth..."

He rambled nonsense, and began to complain about his father: "...Although I am not good enough, I am a human being, not a stallion, and I cannot satisfy your emperor's wishes. He said whoever he bred with, he will be bred with whomever." ? I think he is a father, what does he think I am? His own wife married a bunch, and his son gave birth to a litter, so what?..."

Li Yi didn't dare to listen any longer, so he killed him in one gulp and left.

Since then, the sixth prince, His Royal Highness King Xiu, has fully started the mode of drowning his sorrows with wine.

Don't sleep at night, get up during the day, howl in the middle of the night, and pull people to drink.

On this day, it was Qin Xian's turn to accompany him.

Song Wei drank until her cheeks were bright red, and her eyes were bewildered.

"My father, er, lied to me... Dugu mother... lied to me too... You are a fucking liar! A big liar! My father forced me to marry, and that loyal Hou Ye of your family... has actually become a shrinking turtle!" What he said is... like farting! Wrong, it's not even as good as farting! Farting... at least you can smell it and hear it... Brother Qin, Brother Qin, tell me, don't you? ,Yes or no……"

Qin Xian said nothing, so he had to take a sip of wine.

"In his mind, what am I? Isn't it all his fault that I am so miserable now? What I say is better than what I sing, but whenever there is something, when does his Majesty the Emperor not come first? He Dugu The reputation of his family, the responsibility of his lord Xianhou, his old guards, mansion guards... Which one is not in front of me? My mother... what is it?"

Song Wei curled her lips and laughed, in Qin Xian's eyes, it was more miserable than crying.

Qin Shiwei is a real insider, seeing Song Wei's appearance, he couldn't help feeling sympathetic.Even if he didn't dare to slander the Emperor and Marquis Xian, he sincerely felt that His Highness the Sixth Prince was truly pitiful.There is nothing else I can do, all I can do is drink two more cups with him.