Emperor student

The Ninth Prince saw that he was refusing people thousands of miles away, and his patience was almost exhausted.He suppressed his anger, thinking that Yin Ning was still young after all, superficial in human relations and worldly sophistication, how dare he touch himself like this.

It's just that there is still a need to win him over. Yin Ning has been looking forward to himself since he was a child.

Thinking of this, he could barely suppress his displeasure, and pretended to be affectionate: "No matter what, you must take care of yourself. I will definitely take you back to Beijing in a good manner, and by then, we will never be separated again."

He left Yin Ning's room after leaving such a sentence, and turned his head three times.

After all, Yin Ning couldn't bear it, and kept watching his back disappearing outside the curtain at the door before lowering his head.

When he was ten years old, his father granted him the fourth rank, and he followed his father into the palace to thank him, and met a bright young man in the imperial garden of Tianjia.

Yin Ning couldn't take his eyes off him, and accidentally tripped over the stone steps under his feet, lying on the ground in embarrassment.

He was rude in the palace, and tears filled his eyes with fright. He stepped on the hem of his robe, and the more nervous he was, the harder it was to stand up.

When he was in a mess, it was the boy who reached out to him and gently helped him up.

It was only later that Yin Ning found out that he was the prince, and that he might be able to inherit the throne and rule the world in the future.

Yin Ning has a disrespectful ambition in her small heart.He is determined to study poetry and books hard, and one day he will be named on the gold list, but not for the emperor of this dynasty, but just to be a courtier of the nine princes and make contributions to him.

The Yin family is weak and has no real power, so there are not many opportunities to get close to the royal family.No matter how hard he worked on his poems and books, the name of Zhong Yong was rare in the capital of Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers, so for so many years, the nine princes treated him with courtesy, but it was not favored.

In so many years of admiring the Ninth Prince, the words just now were considered rare and heartwarming.

But so what, he will marry to Saibei, and will never come back in this life.Between him and the Ninth Prince, whether it is green or white, who is right and who is wrong, it is a shattered ball of jade, and there is no way to tell the pros and cons.

Men do not shed tears lightly, Yin Ning, from now on, you are not allowed to shed a single tear.

The Ninth Prince walked out of the door and saw a row of wedding nuns neatly kneeling in the corridor, walking towards one of them with their hands behind their backs.

"Are you ready?" The expression on his face was completely different from when he was talking to Yin Ning just now, there was no trace of warmth in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, it was all indifference and calculation.

"It's been arranged, it's been arranged!" Mammy nodded and agreed, "The book has been stuffed into the carriage, and the young master is sitting under the couch. After leaving Yuxiao Pass, there will naturally be an attendant reminding him to read it."

"You don't need to be too deliberate." The Ninth Prince frowned, suppressing his chest feeling uncomfortable, "The carriage...make it more comfortable."

"Yes, please rest assured, prince!"

He turned his head and took a deep look at the window sash reflecting Yin Ning's shadow, then turned and left Yin's mansion resolutely.

Yin Ning was urged by others, just like the shadow puppet show he saw at the temple fair with his father when he was a child, he couldn't help but put on a complicated and strange costume, and went to the main hall.

He went to the patio screen and knelt down.

"Father, my son is not filial. He has nothing to do with his talent and reputation, and his life is lost in quarrels. I am afraid that I will never see you again after this time. You have raised your child for nothing, so you should treat me as if I were dead." Yin Ning kowtowed deeply on the bluestone slab, and dug his fingers into the long-standing moss on it.

Yin Yushi came out of the hall in a hurry, Yin Ning's decree of marrying far away was only two or three days old, and half of his hair turned gray.

He saw the son lying on the ground, which was born by his dead wife with all her life.Since he was a child, he has been sicker and more troubled than others, and he has managed to support him until now, and his bones are gradually becoming stronger.

When the eunuch next to the imperial concubine came to deliver the decree, he almost couldn't bear to lie on the ground.After reacting, he begged to see the emperor overnight, but was turned away by the palace guards.

The inner eunuch, who was always in charge, often said that he was sick and unable to do his best. Only then did Yin Yushi realize that this was a matter decided by the emperor, and he might not be able to change it.

Saibei is a word that everyone in the Daxi court fears. Whether it is the first emperor or the current emperor, they have suffered from Saibei for a long time. Up to now, they barely rely on a few generals to guard the border.

It's just that no matter how brave the general is, he will grow old one day. Daxi has been suffering from natural and man-made disasters for several years.At this time, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River have consumed the whole country without payment. How can there be surplus food for the army guarding the frontier fortress?

From ancient times to the present, if you can marry someone and calm down the war for a few days, it is always a good deal.

Let him, Yin Yushi, an old man, crash into the court and die, Yin Ning will inevitably be thrown to Saibei to fill this big hole.

Yin Yushi burst into tears, watching his son lying on the cold ground and saluting to him, it was like tearing out the flesh in his heart.

"Good boy, get up quickly." He bent down to help Yin Ning, and a group of attendants beside him also quickly stepped forward to help Yin Ning.

"Big brother, big brother!" A childish voice came from behind, and a group of indigo-colored little people rushed into Yin Ning's arms immediately.

That was Yin Rong, the little brother born to his stepmother Chang.

He is only six years old. In this family, he likes to pester Yin Ning the most. When he sees Yin Ning going to school, he clamors to follow him.Although the two brothers have the same father and half mother, they are brothers and sisters respectful, just like brothers of the same country.

"Big brother, mother said that you are going to a place far, far away." Yin Rong's small face was white and plump, wrinkled like a steamed stuffed bun, "Wherever you are going, Rong'er will follow!"

Yin Ning felt sore and almost shed tears: "Rong'er, good boy, you are still young, wait for you, wait for you to grow up, brother will come back to pick you up, okay?"

The child tugged at Yin Ning's robe with tears in his eyes: "What is this thing? Buy nice clothes for big brother to wear!"

Yin Ning was teased by him so that the cloud in his heart dissipated a bit.He just wanted to say something when he saw Yin Rong grinned and cried loudly: "They all said that my brother will not have enough to eat in the future, he will not be given clothes, and he will have to do rough work, blah blah blah !"

Yin Ning hurriedly covered his mouth, and carefully looked at the people sent by the palace around him. There was a guard who was much taller than others, with thick black eyebrows and a ferocious appearance. He really showed displeasure.Yin Ning was afraid that the news would spread to the emperor's ears and bring disaster to the Yin family, so he deliberately said solemnly: "Rong'er, don't talk nonsense!"

Yin Rong didn't dare to cry anymore, but shed tears silently.He was born cute, and Yin Ning had spoiled him for six years, and seeing him so wronged didn't make him feel bad.

"Big brother is going to a place where the sky is high and the earth is wide. You don't have to go to school and get spanked by your master. You can ride a horse and chase rabbits quickly on the grassland!" Yin Ning coaxed him, and looked at the guard at the same time, seeing that the other party's expression slightly changed. Ji, don't worry.

"Master Yin, it's time for us to set off." The nurse in charge reminded.

Yin Ning handed over his younger brother to the servant girl who came up to serve him, kowtowed three more times to his father, and got into the carriage under the eyes of his family forced to smile.

It was a long journey to Saibei, at least ten days and half a month, so the carriage was spacious and comfortable, and it was decorated with thick cotton pads, which was not a loss of face.

Yin Ning was a married couple in defeat, and a big wooden box as long as a street followed far behind him.

It is said to be a dowry, but it is actually a summation.A few years ago, when Princess Muyun went to marry the King of Yunnan, at least she had a reliable royal status, no matter what, the King of Yunnan would not dare to neglect her.

But Yin Ning is different, Daxi lost the battle with Saibei, and his life and death were unpredictable after he passed.

A Feng leaned against the window, opened the curtain a small crack, and reluctantly looked at the capital city, which was rarely seen again in the future.

Yin Ning, however, seemed to have no attachment, found a comfortable position and sat down, staring at the tassels in the carriage that trembled as the wheels moved forward, in a daze.

"Master, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?" Afeng put down the curtain and asked him with a smile.

Yin Ning shook his head as if they were tired, and sat in a different position.

Suddenly, he was hit by something under the cushion.

Yin Ning moved his position suspiciously, and took out a small book the size of a palm from that place.

The cover is made of deep Xuan sprinkled gold paper, with nine strands of eight-treasure thread, which is extremely delicate and compact.He just didn't know what was inside, so he opened it curiously.

Ah Feng also saw it, and came closer and asked, "What is it, young master?"

After Yin Ning turned two pages, he closed them abruptly.The cheeks of her delicate face were flushed, and the corners of her eyes and brows were a little angry.

He stuffed the book back under the cushion, and said coldly: "It's nothing, it's just pickled things."