Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Although Qi Shaochong and Qi Yupei were born to the same mother, their temperaments are very different. They are like a big bright and bright room, and the doors and windows are all open. When you laugh, you will laugh and you will be angry.

For example, if he likes to talk and study with Mu Zishi, he can ignore his two companions. Except for eating and sleeping, he sticks to Mu Zishi generously, and he can't even pick them off.

Mu Zishi started to learn riding and archery this year. He has short arms and tender legs, so he also gritted his teeth and entered the riding and archery field. He didn't cry a word of pain all day long. When he returned to the Liangyi Palace and met Luo Shi, his mouth was red and his eyes were red: "Arm hurts! Butt hurts!"

After crying loudly for a while, the next day he was full of energy and stood upright, following Mu Zishi to ride a horse.

Such a little pure man with no trace of coquettishness in his body is like a young green sapling that is jointing, no one can hate it.

If the person he pestered was not himself, Mu Zishi would admire and like Qi Shaochong very much, and even if there was no Qi Yupei, Mu Zishi would definitely not hide away from Qi Shaochong.

Every time he gets close to Qi Shaochong, Qi Yupei doesn't say anything, just smiles and excuses himself to walk away, but Mu Zishi can see the faint look of injury in his eyes, and even the back of him leaving has some indescribable loneliness desolate.

So facing Qi Shaochong's approach, Mu Zishi fled, Qi Shaochong chased northward, Mu Zishi sneaked around in the three caves of the cunning rabbit, Qi Shaochong chased and intercepted him and clamored.

Mu Zishi held up his pen and sighed: "What is your Highness looking for me for?"

Qi Shaochong looked at the double-hooked blank words: "It looks like the pen and ink of the fourth brother."

Mu Zishi said: "His Royal Highness rewarded me."

Qi Shaochong took the pen in Mu Zishi's hand with great interest: "His mother hangs a picture and poem for dispelling the cold in the early nineteenth is the winter", which is not as interesting, let me fill in the first pen for you! "

Without hesitation, Mu Zishi hurriedly stopped him and grabbed his pen, "Don't!"

Qi Yupei wrote it to himself, and he really didn't want others to touch it.

Qi Shaochong lowered his face and said displeasedly: "What? Mu Zishi, you are getting bolder!"

Qi Shaochong is not without temper. For many days, Mu Zishi has tried every means to alienate himself. It is not completely ignorant. He actually moved his hand and overstepped too much, and he couldn't help being angry.

But Mu Zishi smiled and said, "His Royal Highness, it's not interesting to draw this word. How about I draw a picture of plum blossoms for you to relieve the cold?"

Plum blossom pictures are common among the people, especially in teahouses and restaurants. There is a saying that "one petal of a plain plum is dyed into vermilion, and a ninety-nine pictures of cold dispelling are drawn", but only poems or words are used in the palace. Qi Shaochong is young and has not yet seen it in the palace. People's lives are full of life, so when I heard it, I was really curious and asked: "How can the plum blossom picture relieve the cold?"

Mu Zishi was not in a hurry to answer, so he spread out the paper in Chengxintang, took a brush made of magnolia pistil, held his breath and focused on it, moving the brush like the wind, brushing dots, brushstrokes like rain, and the painting was completed within the time of a stick of incense. An ink painting of plum blossoms.

Under Wu Shigui's guidance in the past three years, Mu Zishi's calligraphy and painting have made great progress. Wu Shigui is good at painting plum blossoms, and Mu Zishi also has a good rhyme. It seems to be full of five colors, and its expression is even more fragrant, proud and romantic.

Qi Shaochong clapped his hands and praised: "This painting of plum blossoms is very good. It is beautiful and upright, and it is contented."

Mu Zishi washed his pen and said: "Your Highness, please take a closer look, what's wrong with this plum tree?"

Qi Shaochong took a closer look: "The petals are all hollow, never inked."

After thinking about it for a while, I understood the usage of this plum blossom picture. After counting the number, I couldn't help laughing: "This plum tree has six branches with flowers, and sixteen blooms. The flowers are divided into five petals, totaling eighty. Petal, Zishi, counting to nine and 81 days, you can miss a petal!"

Mu Zishi held a finger under the plum tree slightly, his eyes through thick eyelashes, sly and proud: "This is a fallen flower... The east wind blows the jade rouge, and the swallows fly in front of the hall."

Qi Shaochong himself is straightforward and straightforward, but for some reason, every time he sees Mu Zishi's clear scheming everywhere, he can't help but feel a kind of gnashing of teeth. The twists and turns in his heart seem to be dipped in countless Honey's little hook makes it easy to get out of your feet.

This kind of reluctance, when I was young, I just wanted to get close, and when I was young, I supported him all the way. At the end, when I looked back suddenly, I didn't know that my feet were deep in the mud.

Seeing that Qi Shaochong was at a loss for words, Mu Zishi hurriedly chose a thin plum spotting brush, adjusted it to a light crimson color, and handed it to Qi Shaochong: "Your Highness can paint the first petal, um, today is fine, Your Highness may as well just touch the bottom of the petal. "

Qi Shaochong was about to draw and paint with his pen, he turned his head and asked, "Why only click on the bottom?"

Mu Zishi said: "The upper point is cloudy and the lower point is sunny, the left side is covered with fog and the right side is covered with wind, if it is snowing, the middle point is half cloudy and sunny."

Qi Shaochong stared at the painting with some hesitation: "Does this look good?"

Mu Zishi smiled and said: "I don't know about that. The simplest folk counting is nine, just draw 81 circles on paper, that's it."

Knowing that he had been fooled, Qi Shaochong smeared a petal with one stroke, ran away angrily, but did not forget to grab the plum blossom picture and take it away.

Mu Zishi sent Qi Shaochong away, he let out a long breath with a smile on his face, Biluo gave him a disapproving look, Mu Zishi blinked to show his innocence, and then said softly, "Show me again..."

Bi Luo sighed: "Which one of these highnesses is easy to provoke? You, I really worry about you."

As he said that, he brought down a bowl of cheese from the stove: "Use some! It's getting cold, you should eat more. The imperial dining room has prepared dumplings, and we will eat them at night."

Mu Zishi took the bowl and smelled the warm milky fragrance which was extremely warm and warm. He looked up and down Biluo, and saw that her face was flushed, her waist was slender, but her chest was bulging. Dare to look again, lowered his head to eat a mouthful of cheese, and asked, "How old is sister this year?"

Bi Luo saw that the tips of his ears were red, how could he not understand?Immediately said seriously: "You let me kiss on the face, and I will tell you!"

Mu Zishi choked and coughed loudly, feeling that he was being molested, but he didn't have the guts to go back to molesting him, so he had to pretend he didn't hear it.

Biluo burst out laughing, reached out and pinched his cheek: "After the new year, I will be ten years old, and I am still so tender... I am eighteen, and I will be released from the palace if I serve your little ancestor for a few more years." .”

Mu Zishi saw her look full of longing, and said, "Isn't it good in the palace? You really want to go home?"

Biluo could already read a few words, and after following Mu Zishi all these years, she had learned the knowledge of watermelon. She hid several weights in her chest, knelt down and hugged him, and said softly: "Of course I want to. Although Liang Yuan is good, in the end Not my hometown. My hometown is in Niujiao Town, Jiangnan. Although I am not rich, I can still live. My parents and four brothers and sisters are waiting for me there... I just feel reluctant to leave you when I go out, alas, but you will grow up by then Are you going to visit me?"

Mu Zishi leaned on her soft and fragrant body and listened to her chatter. Although Bi Luo was a maidservant, she was gentle and considerate to him like a sister or a mother. There was a strong reluctance in his heart, and he was speechless for a moment. Come.

Bi Luo shook his head and said with a smile: "You will definitely enter the cabinet to pay homage when you grow up. When the official residence is a purple-clothed gold crown, how will you remember me as a slave?"

Mu Zishi suddenly raised his head and looked directly at her: "I remember it, I remember you coaxing me to sleep, tucking me in the quilt, combing my hair and changing clothes, sewing my hat and cotton shoes with your own hands, preparing food for me every day, stripping me Pine nuts chopped off all the nails... Sister Bi Luo, I have it all in my heart, and I will never forget it!"

Bi Luo could only hear his lips trembling slightly, staring at his more and more noble and delicate face for a long time, turned his face to wipe away his tears quietly, and said with a soft smile: "Even if you cheat people to death with your mouth, you don't have to pay for it!"

Mu Zishi wiped away the tears on her face with his sleeve, but said: "By the way, I will still remember that you secretly like Qi Wushang!"

Bi Luo was taken aback, and hurriedly spat with a red face: "How can there be...don't talk nonsense!"

Mu Zishi said seriously: "Do you want to marry him? If you want, I will tell His Highness the Crown Prince to give you to him. It just so happens that he will arrive in Chenjing in a few days."

But he had a selfish intention, if Biluo returned to the people, it would be really difficult for him to see her again, but it would be much more convenient if he could be by Qi Wushang's side.

Unexpectedly, Bi Luo said decisively: "No, maybe I thought about it before, but now I don't want to."

"why?"

Bi Luo straightened her hair, and said crisply: "His Royal Highness is honorable, and if he wants to marry a rich and noble daughter, if the crown prince gives me to him, he will be no more than a concubine at most. Although Bi Luo is humble, he wants to marry a lover and two for life." Not to mention. Besides, I don’t want any glory and wealth. I just want to raise a yard of chickens and ducks with the money I saved in Niujiao Town, open an embroidery or other shops, and honor my parents and my husband. .”

Mu Zishi still doesn't understand what it's like to be a commoner, so he wonders what happiness is there in raising chickens and ducks and opening a shop?Feeling that Bi Luo's dreaming expression was unbelievable, she couldn't help but blurted out: "Women are really strange."

Bi Luo was angry and funny: "What kind of woman do you know? You're a big kid..."

Mu Zishi smiled coldly, and said to himself in a low voice: "Isn't it strange? Concubine Tao is obviously jealous of His Royal Highness, and His Highness is sick, but she looks more worried than anyone else, chanting sutras and The empress is even more strange when giving soup and medicine, the crown prince and His Royal Highness are both her own flesh and blood, but one is held in the palm of the hand, and the other..."

Bi Luo's face changed drastically, and he quickly covered his mouth: "Stop talking, are you crazy?"

Mu Zishi pulled her hand away, and said sadly: "I just feel sorry for His Highness, and it's not worth it for him."

After tracing the first stroke of the pavilion, Mu Zishi changed to crab claw lowercase and wanted to write something. Thinking of Qi Yupei's good complexion these days, the old cough in previous years has never happened again. This is a rare good thing. I don't know why. But there was a flash of panic, and he quickly collected himself and wrote: "Winter solstice, when the spring breeze is dyed again, Biluo hates to marry, and Zishi laughs at her."

When Bi Luo saw it, she couldn't help spitting at him, Mu Zishi smiled and picked up a pen to draw her face, Bi Luo turned around and ran for her life, laughing, the door was gently pushed open by a small eunuch, Mu Zishi took a look, It was Qi Yupei who walked in slowly, wrapped in the cold air and dressed in the prince's court clothes, probably just came back with the emperor offering sacrifices to heaven.

Zhaoxu Hall also had the crown prince's uniforms. Qi Yupei asked while changing, "What's the matter, Shao Chong? I just arrived at the East Palace and he was running out, clutching a painting in his hand, and hurried to it as if he had burned his paws." ...you drew it for him?"

Seeing that his lips were turning purple from the cold, Mu Zishi stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to cover it, and said, "Your Highness the Seventh Prince wants to paint the calligraphy you gave me, but I don't want to, so I painted a picture of plum blossoms to dispel the cold. he."

Qi Yupei thought for a while, moved his warm fingers away, and said calmly: "Since Shao Chong wants to paint, you let him paint. What's the big deal about a picture?"

Mu Zishi was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, Qi Yupei glanced at him, and said, "Let Biluo wait for you to rest early tonight, and get up at [-]:[-] tomorrow, so you don't have to go to the study."

Mu Zishi wondered, "Why don't you get up so early in the study?"

The corners of Qi Yupei's lips twitched lightly: "Follow me out of the palace to meet third brother."

Mu Zishi let out a cry, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Didn't it say it will take a few days? Why is it so fast?"

Qi Yupei said: "Third brother has tens of thousands of Yongliang cavalry invincible, and he always marches like the wind."

Mu Zishi said: "But Princess Fengjing is also coming to Beijing this time."

Qi Yupei took the hot tea from Biluo, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Princess Fengjing was born in the general family and has been skilled in bowing and horses since she was a child. How can she be compared with ordinary women? It's just that she has been uncharacteristically since she gave birth to her third brother. Always forcing the third brother to study poetry and books hard, almost preventing him from entering the barracks."

Mu Zishi was puzzled: "Why?"

Qi Yupei sighed: "As a mother, I always hope that my child will be safe. On the battlefield, the swords and swords, and the tribes of the Saibei grassland have always been fierce and good at fighting..."

Mu Zishi thought to himself, father is a tiger and wolf mother is a leopard, how can a sika deer be born?Princess Fengjing's painstaking efforts can only be for the sake of a tree.

Qi Yupei was very tired, so he lay down on the couch with half-closed eyes and rested. Mu Zishi had riding and archery lessons in the afternoon, but he was really not interested in archery and horses. After thinking about it, he also took off his shoes and climbed to Qi Yupei. Next to him, leaning on his shoulder, she whispered coquettishly: "Your Highness, tell Xiao Fuzi to tell Mr. Song that I won't be shot!"

In recent years, Qi Yupei has been demanding more and more from Mu Zishi, but Yu Qishe felt a sense of sympathy with him all the way, and he couldn't help snickering. When he looked sideways, he saw that Mu Zishi's eye sockets were slightly deeper than ordinary people, and his eyes were extremely beautiful. It is very clear that the eyelashes are thick and slanted upwards, and there is a dark green light in the depths of the pupils that is frightening. At such a young age, there is actually a breathless charm.

Qi Yupei suddenly felt ominous, and suddenly remembered what Mu Mian said back then, "disasters will cause endless troubles in the world", as if by a strange coincidence, he slowly put a hand on Mu Zishi's slender neck.