Chu Chen Kee

In the past few days, the situation in Chang'an has been treacherous. biqi. me

Although it was already spring, more than half of the people in the court felt that the coldness in their hearts would not be relieved by the bright spring outside.

The harem has turned upside down. The empress was put under house arrest in the middle palace because she was suspected of murdering the prince. The previous dynasty was not peaceful. Cangzhou defending prince Yi secretly colluded with the demons and conspired against the empress and the prime minister. He was escorted back to Chang'an by the emperor's order. disposal.

Deputy Lieutenant Xia Yi next to Wang Ziyi is the witness, and because he tried his best to oppose Wang Shoubei's actions, he privately reminded the prince that he is now highly valued by the prince.

After the prince's condition improved a little, he went to the emperor to ask him for grace, and made him the deputy chief of the Imperial Guard.

On the contrary, the gate of the prime minister's house, which used to be full of people, is now empty.

Although the edict of conviction has not yet been promulgated, smart people naturally know that this is only a matter of time, and everyone understands the truth of staying away from right and wrong.

Therefore, when a young man in plain white clothes came to visit with a child, the prime minister's butler was stunned before he could react.

As the saying goes, the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, this housekeeper is often courted by others because of his master's honor, and he gets a lot of favors, so he seems a little over-eyed.

The young man in front of him was dressed in ordinary clothes, but the children around him were well dressed, but they did not reveal their wealth. Even though their family was in decline, the housekeeper still couldn't afford to lose his social status. He glanced at the young man in front of him condescendingly: "Who are you looking for?"

Bai Yi smiled gently: "I'm just sending a letter to the son-in-law and the princess."

The butler glanced at him suspiciously. He probably felt that Bai Yi had an outstanding face and an extraordinary demeanor, so his attitude changed a little: "May I ask who is delivering the letter for Your Majesty?"

When Bai Yi thought of Li Chenhuan who asked him to deliver the letter desperately, he couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

"The person who sent the letter has a noble status and cannot reveal it, but this letter can help the master overcome the immediate crisis. Whether they believe it or not is up to them." Bai Yi looked at the housekeeper indifferently.

The housekeeper took the letter in his hand with suspicion.

The eldest son of their family is on the way back to Beijing under escort, and the second son, although he is a high-ranking official, is now in danger.Only the third son, because he became the concubine of the court, was able to barely keep himself because he became the princess.

If we think of a way from Princess Yuzhen, maybe we can really solve the immediate crisis.

The housekeeper thought for a while, but still cupped his hands and said, "Then I will trouble you, young master."

Bai Yi nodded slightly, turned around and left with Li Yuchen.

According to Li Yuchen's request, Bai Yi finished the work for Li Chenhuan and took him to Chang'an for a stroll.

There was a poem that said: The weather is fresh on March [-], and there are many beautiful people by the water in Chang'an.The style is thick, the meaning is far and gentle, and the texture is delicate and even.Although it is an insinuation, it can also give a glimpse of the beauty of Chang'an in spring.

Many women in silk skirts walked in the street with their shawls in their arms, and their soft and beautiful postures added infinite fun to this spring.

Bai Yi took Li Yuchen out of the city, the suburbs of the city were filled with peach blossoms, willows and greenery, singing and dancing.

Many girls and children are outing, or holding a few bright red peach blossoms and snow-white pear blossoms, or holding a kite string. The paper kites are not exquisite, but they are also very cute.

Several pretty girls walked up to him, and one of them was even more charming.

She was wearing a light red skirt, with wide sleeves pulled around her elbows, revealing a slender white wrist, with a blue jade bracelet on it, which was even more charming.

The woman held a few peach blossoms in her hand, stepped forward amidst the chuckles of her female companion, and shyly stuffed the peach blossoms in her hand to Bai Yi.

Bai Yi stared blankly at the girl in front of him, and then at the peach blossom in his hand.

Seeing that Bai Yi was still puzzled, an envious young man next to him couldn't help urging him a few times: "Why is this idiot standing still? All the girls are giving you peach blossoms!"

Bai Yi looked back at the speaker blankly: "Send peach blossoms?"

Seeing that Bai Yi seemed to be really ignorant, the young man couldn't help but said: "Sure enough, he is a silly boy. It's useless to be good-looking. We have a Peach Blossom Festival here every year at this time, and single young men and women would Giving peach blossoms is a sign of goodwill, and if both parties are interested, the party who accepts the peach blossoms will give back their belongings.”

The woman looked at Bai Yi expectantly and somewhat astringently.

Bai Yi's hand that took the flower stiffened suddenly...

Even if another year has passed, he is only fifteen...

Well, the point is that there's no way he could be with this girl.

Bai Yi looked at the peach blossom in his hand, then at the beautiful girl, and finally said to her in a difficult way: "I'm sorry, can you take this back..."

The girl didn't seem to expect that Bai Yi would reject her, and there was a bit of hurt in her black eyes.

"Ling'er, let's go, don't pay attention to this kind of person!" A girl next to him stepped forward and pulled the girl, gave Bai Yi a hard look, patted the girl on the shoulder reassuringly, turned around and left .

The people who watched the fun also dispersed, and the man who had talked to Bai Yi before smiled and shook his head: "It's your fault, brother! How can you return the flowers to the girl? If you don't want to accept , tell her directly that you didn’t bring anything for her, and she will understand when she hears it. Peach Blossom Festival has never returned flowers to others, which delays her karma. You are the first one!”

Bai Yi was a little embarrassed at once, looking down at the instigator of all this, Li Yuchen still looked at him innocently, as if he didn't understand everything just now.

Perhaps only Li Yuchen knew in his heart how angry he was when the girl stuffed the flower into Bai Yi's hand just now.

Yes, the anger of being coveted for a treasure that only belongs to oneself, although ordinary people can't understand it at all.

"Forget it." Bai Yi laughed at himself, looked at the flower in his hand, and stuffed it into Li Yuchen's hand: "It's pretty, take it back and put it in a vase."

Li Yuchen narrowed his eyes, took the flowers, looked up at Bai Yi with a smile and said nothing.

Bai Yi looked down at him, and seemed to realize something: "Want to play with a kite?"

He found that Bai Yi had looked at the kite-flying children a few more times just now, thinking that Li Yuchen also wanted to fly a kite.

Li Yuchen was a little disdainful of these children's toys, but if he played with Bai Yi, it wouldn't be bad.So he nodded affirmatively.

Bai Yi smiled gently, bought a swallow kite from a nearby peddler, and handed it to Li Yuchen with a long string.

"Run faster!" Bai Yi held the kite high, and after Li Yuchen ran away, he pinched his handprints and performed a small trick, so a gentle wind steadily lifted the kite and sent it into the Sky.

Under the blue sky, a black and white swallow kite rose little by little, and finally almost merged into the boundless sky.

Li Yuchen looked up and watched the kite gradually shrink until his neck became sore and he lowered his head, meeting Bai Yi's smiling eyes.

For a while, the years are quiet.