[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

Sleepy, Prince Xian stayed overnight in the Taiji Palace, now he has packed up, his clothes are tidy, waiting inside the gate of the palace, but there is still a little sleepiness between his brows and eyes.

The gate of the palace opened slowly, like a strong man pushing a mountain, the hills collapsed, the sound was like a thunderbolt from the sky, Li Xian adjusted his clothes again, avoided all the officials, went out from the south gate, and went to the east palace, but was stopped shortly after he left down.

The person who came was dressed in dark blue and strong clothes, his hair was tied into a ponytail, his eyebrows were sword-like, and his eyes were starry. He was really a heroic young knight, and he was Yi Shui Sword Spirit.

Li Xian had met Yi Shui when he went to invite Ouyang Mingri, so he knew him naturally. Seeing him coming now, it was because Ouyang Mingri knew that he was going back to the East Palace, and he admired him even more. Did you explain something, sir?"

Yi Shui clasped his fists and performed a martial ceremony, then said: "Master told me to come here and wait for Your Highness, and said that if His Highness wants to go back to the East Palace, he should stop His Highness and advise His Highness to go back to serve His Majesty. His Majesty will definitely wake up within three days, and Master himself I will wait for His Highness in the East Palace, and His Highness should also watch at the court today."

"What you said is very true." Li Xian nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Please send my regards to Mr., I will go back right away."

Yi Shui saluted and saw Li Xian away, and began to have thoughts beyond the mission. He hoped that Prince Xian could stabilize the world of Datang.Yi Shui has never had any great feelings about the world other than his master. He only loves what his master loves, hates what his master hates, and wishes what his master wishes. But after living in this world for a long time, how can he not have his own feelings? However, in any case, Yishui is just Yishui.

Three days later, Li Zhi had woken up, and Empress Wu had been serving in front of the couch. Although she made it clear that she would let the prince supervise the country, she also interfered in the affairs of the court. Although the prince Xian was upset, he could only hide it. Li Zhi served Li Zhi, but five days later, because the previous wave was not smooth, and the forces in the court were mixed, it was really difficult to control, and he did not dare to make Empress Wu afraid, so Li Xian decided to return to the East Palace.

But this time, Li Xian was stopped again, and Ouyang Mingri sent Murong Ziying who was not good at communication and words this time.

It had just rained, and it was very cool. The clouds were dark at dusk, and the red clouds were deep. Occasionally, there would be one or two shallow puddles on the straight street. Murong Ziying stood up to the sunset, and she didn't seem to notice it when she stepped in the water for half a step.He was very used to standing like this, letting the pedestrians around him look sideways, not talking or smiling, standing like a statue, but he felt a little lonely.

When Prince Xian saw Murong Ziying, he sighed in his heart, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak, so he went to talk to this cold-faced boy.

Murong Ziying didn't care what he thought, and only said one sentence: "Sir, please go back and report the recent government affairs to the two palaces."

Before Li Xian could formally answer, Murong Ziying saluted and left. Li Xian felt helpless for no reason, and he seemed to understand why Ouyang sent this young man tomorrow.

Murong Ziying also knew that Li Xian would do what Ouyang Mingri said, and gaining the greatest trust of the prince was Ouyang Mingri's primary goal at present.

Li Xian then returned to Tai Chi Palace.

When Li Zhi was recuperating, most of the government affairs were handled by the prince. With Empress Wu monopolizing power, Li Zhi was quite satisfied with the prince. Although he also knew that Empress Wu was taking power, he still knew that the prince had a subordinate It's capable, but with less experience.

What Li Xian has done recently is quite subtle, and even Empress Wu also praised him for his filial piety and responsibility, which also brought out Ouyang Mingri behind the scenes.Li Zhi has been friends with Ouyang Mingri for a long time, and he has taken a fancy to the name of Ouyang Mingri's genius doctor, thinking that he is just a doctor, and has always wanted to invite him to cure his serious illness, but Ouyang Mingri's reply made him give up the idea temporarily, and now Ouyang Mingri What he did tomorrow made him extremely wary, and he didn't know what he was planning.

Li Zhi wanted to summon Ouyang Mingri, so he sent the prince back to the East Palace. On the way back, the prince Xian met Ouyang Mingri who came uninvited. Xian brightened up.

Ouyang held Xiao Yili tomorrow and said with a smile: "Your Highness, why should you go back in a hurry, why not go to see the Holy Majesty together with me."

Hearing this, Li Xian thought that Li Zhi had summoned Ouyang Mingri, so he couldn't help worrying, so he said, "Xian would like to go together."

On the way back to the East Palace for the third time, Li Xian was invited back to Taiji Palace by Ouyang Mingri.

Ouyang Mingri's appearance has already attracted people's attention, and now this act of "persuading the prince three times" was immediately spread by people intentionally or unintentionally, and became a new breakthrough between the two palaces and the prince in the eyes of many people.

No.20 six times

The jade cup is red incense, a little bit of star, powerless to light up, Ouyang Mingri swipe his finger, messing up a wisp of smoke, he raises his eyes and looks down, frowns and smiles, arrogant and reckless in his elegance.

Li Zhi was surprised by his youth, his handsomeness, and his aura, but he was not so surprised by his disability, a lamentable person who could not stand up all his life.The way of nature is unkind, it is ruthlessly fair, and if you give too much to a person, you will be deprived of the corresponding price. If Ouyang can stand up tomorrow, he can be called perfect, but there has never been a perfect person in this world.

After looking at it for a long time, Li Zhi also sighed softly like ordinary people, sad and thankful, and then said: "I once asked you to heal your old illness, but you said that the way of heaven is hard to break, and you can only heal me once. Do you want to cure the disease or save life? Now You saved my life."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, the reincarnation of heaven, I have stolen it for three years and two years for your Majesty, and I will do my best tomorrow." Ouyang Mingri lightly clasped the wide sleeves of the group pattern, and said indifferently.

In this way, the life and death of an emperor was judged. Li Zhi also had nothing to say. After a long silence, he said again: "You said to save my life for a purpose. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Tomorrow Ouyang took out the jute imperial decree and slowly unfolded it. The imperial seal was stamped on it, but there was no word. His Royal Highness has a chance."

Li Zhi was not surprised, he just paused, looked at the wordless edict and said: "You really came for the prince."

Seemingly hearing a satisfactory answer, Ouyang Mingri shook his head and chuckled: "Tomorrow, it's just for myself, and for Your Majesty, it's for the prosperity of the royal family's descendants."

Li Zhi found a pen and ink, and wrote the imperial edict himself, one point at a time, one drop at a time, Ouyang Mingri read it seriously, and looked at it with gentle eyes, just like waiting for a beloved piano.Li Zhi seemed to be looked at awkwardly, so he speeded up suddenly, and put down his pen after finishing writing. The two of them were silent and did not look at each other. The sound of breathing was clearly audible, and the scent of incense wafted up. They waited quietly until the ink was dry.

The holy decree was rolled up and returned to Ouyang Mingri's hands. This moment of joy and complacency, the ensuing indifference and worry all fell into Li Zhi's eyes, making him feel that Ouyang Mingri was just a child who wanted to display his ambitions, but he was also a very good boy. A child of ability, a child who is not a child.

Ouyang Mingri smiled gently, and Li Zhi also felt a little happy. Looking at this young man with a weak crown, he couldn't help but think of his favorite son, the deceased prince Li Hong. Retire tomorrow.

Through the heavy and tall wooden door, Murong Ziying heard Ouyang Mingri's voice calling him, and hurriedly opened the door to enter.

Outside the hall, Li Xian watched Murong Ziying lift up the wheelchair, cross the not-so-low threshold, stepped forward to give him a handhold, and protected him all the way to the steps, before he said to Ouyang Mingri: "Mr.

"No need." Ouyang Mingri said flatly, without saluting or honorific words, he just tilted his head slightly and said, "The Holy Majesty is depressed, please go down and have a look, no matter what happens in the future, you must be cautious, just in case something unexpected happens." Change."

But Li Xian didn't feel offended, instead he cupped his hands and said thank you, and then went back after resigning from Mr.

From the end of July to August, Ouyang Mingri lived in the East Palace all the time. He was regarded as the honored guest by the prince. Ask about policy in Ouyang Mingri.

In a very short period of time, Ouyang Mingri has become the least powerful, but most not to be ignored force in the prince's party.

The east palace is peaceful, Ouyang Mingri is playing chess records in the house in the afternoon, holding the black and white twins in his hand, looking at the void like mercury eyes, not knowing what he is thinking.

At the end of the day, the chessboard is chaotic, the black and white pieces are lazy, and the pieces are difficult to play. Ouyang Mingri pointed around the crown and was in a daze. Murong Ziying, who was standing by the side, suddenly walked around in front of him, sorted the black and white pieces and put them back on the chessboard. basket.

Ouyang Mingri stared blankly at his movements, and asked in surprise, "What does Murong mean?"

"Your Highness doesn't care about chess, so your Highness doesn't care about chess." Murong Ziying looked at it calmly, as if it was poor chess's wishful thinking, so she justified herself and picked out the twins in Ouyang Mingri's hands.

Ouyang Mingri smiled helplessly, his voice was as smooth as jade, and he groaned like a piano, he raised his hand and stroked Murong Ziying's hair, expressing his overflowing affection, his eyes were shining with stars, gentle like silk, lingering quietly Live in people's hearts.Murong Ziying was suddenly strangled, felt a sense of suffocation, raised her hand to cover her heart, but stopped in mid-air.

This is a feeling of drowning, the real pain, making Murong Ziying's body mistaken for injury.But such a real feeling seems to be without reason, which makes people confused.

The most gentle is nothing more than this, so gentle that you are drowning and suffocating, almost dying, Murong Ziying will inevitably depend on her heart, feel her warmth, and at this moment she will smile lightly, like a snow lotus blooming on ice.Ouyang Mingri's love for this child is like a cup full of tea, but he continues to refill it, a pool of soft water overflows everywhere, overflowing wantonly and without restraint.

"Murong, Murong." No longer knowing how to express this love, Ouyang Mingri stroked the boy's black hair, put his arms around his shoulders, and half embraced him, sighing happily.

No one cares about the leftovers on the chessboard, black and white are scattered on the couch, adorned on brocade clothes, Ouyang Mingri suddenly remembered something, let go of the young man and called Yi Shui, and took out with a twist of his sleeve.