Yunyue past events

The farm is built by mountains and rivers. It has a very wide range. There are dozens of horses in the farm. At this time, the horses are grazing by the lake. A long row of stables is built on a hill near the lake.

Yuchang is the place where the monarch raises horses.

Today, there is a four-horse carriage parked next to the stables in Yuchang. The body is luxuriously decorated, and it is the carriage of Gong Ziling.Two horsemen carry water, hold fodder, and feed the four horses pulling the cart.

There is a gravel road behind the stables. Go straight down and you will see a large flat open space. The open space is surrounded by wooden fences. It is intentionally divided into three dirt roads. There is a place for practicing imperial chariots.

Yue Qian and his imperial husband Wei Huai sat in a two-driver car, Wei Huai divided the bridle in his hand into two parts, he held one half for himself, and the other half was in Yue Qian's hands.

"I heard that you have more mountains, more mountains, less forests and dense roads, and the roads are not easy to drive. We are different in Rongguo,? If you don't know how to drive, you can't do anything."

Wei Huai is an experienced old Yufu, he is not in a hurry to teach, chatting with Yueqian, and he doesn't think the other party is boring.

Yueqian spoke with a Yunyue accent, and everyone in Biedi knew that he was not a Rongren. Wei Huai was well-informed, and from his accent, he could be identified as a Yunyueren.

"Let's not talk about the distance,? The young master told you to go into the city to get some lacquer bowls and lacquer basins from the workshop. You can't walk there. It will be dark when you come back." Wei Huai shook the bridle lightly, and gave a password, and the horses driving The child was ordered to move forward slowly.

Yue Qian followed Wei Huai's operation. He was driving a car for the first time, and he didn't panic at all. He said, "The land in the south of the cloud is a dense forest, and it is not convenient for horse-drawn carriages to pass. There are cars in the north."

"I was a soldier when I was young, and I also went to war against Yunyue—my lord asked me to teach you imperial skills, and I will teach you carefully. You have to remember that a good imperial husband will treat horses well, and you can't be like those reckless men who only know how to whip horses , Old horses can endure hardships, let you whip them, but if you encounter new horses, it is inevitable that the cart will overturn and hurt people and horses."

There was a turning ahead, Wei Huai gave a long command and pulled the bridle at the same time, the two horses pulling the cart turned to the left neatly, with coordinated movements.

Wei Huai just chatted, teaching Yue Qian how to drive a car.

Of course, he would not accept disciples casually, and it was Gong Ziling's order to teach Yue Qian Yushu. Not only did he not dare to disobey his orders, but he also had to teach them with his heart.

Wei Huai taught by hand, and ran seven or eight laps with Yue Qian in this practice place.

"You have learned about the same today, and I will let you try driving alone tomorrow. You hold the bridle, and I will sit by the side and give instructions." Wei Huai drove the carriage to the direction of the stables, and the two carriages they used for practice belonged to Yuchang .

Yue Qian replied: "Yes."

"It's not that the old man is boasting. As long as you are not stupid, you can learn how to drive a chariot within ten days after I teach you." Wei Huai jumped off the carriage and handed the bridle to a slave, he was still talking.

The more unspoken the words are, the more it seems that he talks too much.

Young Master Ling was studying in Pangong, and he didn't need a carriage in the afternoon, so Wei Huai took Yueqian to Yuchang to learn how to drive a carriage.In the leisure time in the afternoon, whether it is the imperial husband or the entourage, they would stay outside the gate of the Pan Palace, waiting for orders with nothing to do.

Of course, Yue Qian is not stupid, and he is very studious. If someone is willing to teach him, he will learn with his heart.

After practicing for a long time, not to mention Wei Huai was a little tired, and the horse was also tired.

Wei Huai got out of the car, went to the well to fetch water to wash his face, and Yue Qian stayed beside the two-horse carriage, taking care of the horses and feeding them water.

If you want to drive a horse-drawn carriage well, you must be familiar with the habits of horses.

Summer is about to enter, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Wei Huai sits under a tree to rest, fanning the wind with his hands, looking at Yue Qian who is feeding the horse, thinking that this kid is quite good.

"Old Huai, come quickly and help me see how to heal this wounded horse."

The voice of the officer came from the stable

"There's a horse doctor in Yuchang, so what's the use of telling me." Wei Huai said as he walked into the stable.

He is an old steward, and all veteran stewards are capable, they know how to look after horses, and they also know how to manage horses.

There was a sick horse standing at the far end of the stable. The horse was emaciated and had a deep wound on its abdomen. It seemed that it had been stabbed by something, and the wound had already festered.The horse was in pain, manic and restless, neighing from time to time.

Wei Huai felt a little distressed, and muttered: "It's a good horse, how did it get hurt like this?"

"Don't mention it, it fell, even the cart and the horse fell into the ditch." Yuguan looked sad, and he pouted in the direction of Pan Palace outside the stable, and lowered his voice: "The students of Pan Palace came to practice the imperial chariot the other day. A horse was injured, but fortunately the person is fine, otherwise I would not be a prison officer."

The students in the Pan Palace were of noble birth, either the sons of the royal family or the sons of the princes. This is breaking a horse. If you break a person, the officials will definitely be sent to prison.

The horse was frightened by the fall, very irritable and aggressive, and it was inconvenient for people to approach. Wei Huai carefully observed the horse's injury through the wooden fence, and told the officials how to treat it.

"My prescription, putting it on other injured horses will surely heal it, but this horse has been injured for a long time, so it's hard to say." Wei Huai couldn't guarantee that it would be cured.

Previously, the treatment effect of horse medicine was not good, so the officials had to follow Wei Huai's folk prescription, treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Walking out of the stable, Wei Huai looked at the westward sun, thinking that he should go to Pan Palace to pick up Young Master Zhao Ling, and looked towards the side of the stable, Yue Qian was already standing beside Young Master Ling's carriage waiting.

This kid is quiet and methodical.

Wei Huai got into the car, and shouted to Yue Qian who was supposed to follow the car: "Sit up, I'll share your bridle."

This is to drive on the road, not to practice in the field, nor to drive a carriage for practice, but a luxury car of Gong Ziling.

The old Yu Fu is really skilled and bold.

Yueqian boarded the carriage and firmly held on to the two bridles. With a calm expression, he drove the carriage out of the field together with Wei Huai.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and Yue's posture was standard while holding the bridle, and his movements were steady, Wei Huai had already seen it, Yue Shi looked dull and reticent, but his mind turned quickly.

After running a not-so-flat mountain road, there is a straight avenue ahead, and this avenue leads to Pan Palace, Yue Qian returned the bridle rope in his hand to Wei Huai.

He had to come down to follow the car, so it was inconvenient for him to sit in the seat of the imperial husband.

Taking advantage of the handover, the speed of the car was slowed down, Yue Qian rolled over and got out of the car, with a vigorous posture like a leopard, Wei Huai was amazed.

In summer, the coach carriage does not have a screen to keep out the wind like in winter. It is open on all sides for ventilation.

Today, there are more carriages parked outside the gate of Pan Palace than in the past, and one of the carriages is extremely luxurious. Judging from the specifications, the person riding in it is not an ordinary son, but has a more noble status.

Sure enough, when Zhaoling came out of Pan Palace under the sunset, beside him was a young man dressed up, who was the prince.

Zhaoling bid farewell to the prince and walked towards his carriage, the prince's gaze followed, Wei Huai who was standing beside the carriage immediately bowed and lowered his head, seeing that the prince was like the sun, he dared not look directly.

Before Yue Qian had time to lower his head, he noticed the prince's sweeping gaze, that gaze was like a knife, fast and sharp, and it was inevitable to avoid it, Yue Qian simply raised his face, his eyes were fearless, and looked at him at the same level.

The prince's eyes are cold and stern, not angry but mighty, maybe he recognizes Yue Qian, maybe he doesn't, but he is just dissatisfied with the servant's rudeness?

When the four eyes met, Yue Qian was sure that the prince recognized him.

Prince Rongguo has sharp eyes and an excellent memory, making it inevitable for people to avoid him.

The prince visited Pan Palace in person today, and the school officials in Pan Palace were flattered. At this time, he was surrounded by several school officials and students. He looked away from Yue Qian, turned his head and whispered to a servant beside him, not knowing what he was ordering. .

Zhao Ling keenly caught his elder brother's expression and movements, and his guess was consistent with Yue Qian's: elder brother probably recognized the person.

Zhao Ling sat in the carriage with a calm expression, not flustered at all.

Wei Huai drove away from Pan Palace, and Yue Qian followed beside the car. He looked at the road ahead and felt relatively calm.Being recognized by the prince, he didn't have a trace of fear or anxiety.

Calm and calm, because there is nothing to fear, the worst case is to be executed.His unique life experience has caused him to encounter death threats several times, and his mentality is more open-minded than ordinary people.

Zhao Ling's hand rested on his thigh, he closed and released his palm, he was thinking about how to deal with it.He has his own calculations, and he can hold some things, and status confers privileges, and he will make good use of them when needed.

Looking out of the window at Yue Qian, he looked normal, and rarely saw him showing emotion.Zhaoling knew that this person's blood was warm, but he had no way of knowing whether his heart was cold.

Zhao Ling dismissed all distracting thoughts and asked the people beside the car: "How did you learn today?"

Yue Qian turned his head and replied: "Today I share the imperial chariot with the imperial husband in Yuchang, I have some experience."

He doesn't talk much, but when he speaks, he is frank and straightforward.

Zhao Ling said to the Yufu who was driving ahead: "Wei Huai, when he learns to drive two, he will be taught to drive four."

Wei Huai was secretly surprised, but still replied: "Yes, young master."

The two-horse cart is convenient and suitable for carrying goods. Zheng Ming, Zhaoling's valet, usually drives such a cart.Knowing how to drive a horse-drawn carriage, one can enter and leave the city in one day, and go back and forth to Bedi, which is convenient for Prince Ling to dispatch.

If you know how to drive a four-wheeled chariot, you will be able to be the imperial husband of Gong Ziling.

No matter how weird the request was, Wei Huai would obey. As a servant, he could only obey the orders of his master.

When the carriage arrived at the annex, the carriage stopped steadily, and the luan bells on the carriage made light and orderly sounds. Wei Huai's driving skills were quite superb.

Yue Qian waited at the back door of the car, opened the door panel that could be opened and closed, held Zhao Ling's arm, and helped him get out of the car.

I don't know when, the things that were originally randomly assigned to the followers are now all assigned to Yue Qian.In the eyes of all Zhaoling's servants, Yue Shi is favored, like the sun in the sky.

Zhaoling walked in front, and Yueqian followed. Holding pen, ink, bamboo slips and other items in his hand, he followed into the main courtyard.

Yue Qian put these things on the desk, he walked out of the study, and when he returned to the side room, he saw the door of the large bathroom open, and several maids came in one after another, holding toiletries, preparing for the bath for the young master.

Only when Gong Ziling is taking a bath, he will not order him to go overboard, nor will he ask him to serve him, he is always served by a maid.

Yue sneaked back to the side room, opened the clothes, took the clothes, and planned to take a bath in a small bathroom at the back of the side room.The weather is hot, and after running around the field for a long time, not only the hands, face and hair are stained with dust, but also the body smells like sweat.

Standing in the bathroom, stripped naked, poured ladles of clean water on his body, scrubbed vigorously, the more submerged his mind was, thinking of nothing.I don't care what the crown prince will do after recognizing him, or what Gong Ziling will do. He is under the control of others and cannot control his own life and death.

Already used to not thinking, not thinking.

He rarely recalled what happened when he was captured as a child, and sometimes he didn't think about his life in Yuanyuan.

It has been several months since he left Yuanyuan, his overall appearance has changed greatly, now he is tall and strong, without the greenness of his youth, it is as if he has been completely reborn.

Lifting the bucket, pouring clean water from the head, washed away the saponins left on the body, and cleaned it completely and spotlessly.Water flowed down the eyebrows and the bridge of the nose, and the contours of his face were handsome, and when he drew his eyebrows and closed his eyes, he gave people a sense of serenity.Wiping off the water stains on his face with one hand, Yue Qian's eyes suddenly opened, their pupils were black and bright.

He brought clean clothes and put them on one by one. While getting dressed, Yue Qian suddenly thought of Gong Ziling who was also taking a bath.Gong Ziling's bathroom is very spacious and well-furnished, with pipes for cold and warm water, and a large pool.

He has many maids. When those young and beautiful maids serve him in the bath, they will take off their long hair and wear only light clothes. They have graceful figures and are as tender as water.

Moisture rose all over his body, his invisible figure flickered, and his eyes were hazy and blurred. They were not the eyes of a woman, but the eyes of Gong Ziling.

"Crack!" With a sound, Yue Qian hit the wooden door of the bathroom with his hand, cutting off the uncomfortable association.

A maidservant was outside the bathroom, and when she heard the sound of beating, she was frightened and asked timidly, "Do you want more water?"

She is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with an oval face and a tear mole at the corner of her eye.

Yue Qian's low voice came from inside the wooden door: "No need."

Zhaoling's servant lived in the side room, and the housekeeper arranged a maidservant for the servant, and this maidservant was in charge of chores in the side room on weekdays.

The wooden door of the bathroom opened, and Yue Qian came out from inside. He was wearing a broad robe without a belt around his waist. His long hair was disheveled, hard and black, which made his appearance rough at this time.

Yue Qian walked past the maidservant, he seemed to be affected by some kind of emotion, walking with big steps, with a terrifying aura.The maidservant was anxious, her cheeks were rosy because of nervousness, her eyes were lowered because of fear, and she didn't dare to look directly at her.

Yue Qian didn't realize that he was scaring the maidservant, he walked towards his room with a cloudy expression on his face.

The maid silently entered the bathroom, put the dirty clothes inside into the tub, and cleaned the bathroom.

The moon outside the window is like a scimitar, and Zhaoling sits in front of the book case to read, and sits more submerged, accompanying her around.

Several lamps on the lamp stand illuminate this corner of the room very brightly, Yue Qian can see the intricate patterns on Zhao Ling's clothes, and Zhao Ling can see Yue Qian's temples when he raises his eyes.

Surrounded by silence, the two of them were silent, half of Zhao Ling's mind was on the book, half on the person, Yue Qian's eyes fell on the full moon outside the window, and his thoughts drifted away.

A cloud gradually covered the moon, the light in the room changed, and the pupils of the eyes retracted. Zhao Ling raised his head from the book, and the eyes of the two intersected at this moment.

Zhao Ling guessed what the other person was thinking from the shallow and soft traces at the corners of Yue Qian's eyes and the brows, and the subtle changes in expression when the eyes intersected.

When he was tired of reading or had nothing to do, he would observe Yueqian around him, and suddenly asked: "Yueqian, what is your hometown like?"

Yue Qian was greatly astonished, just now, his thoughts did go far away.

"It's a city of water." Yue Qian didn't intend to mention his hometown, and only had a simple reply.

Zhao Ling had read about Yunshui City and heard about it. It was a unique and prosperous capital.

It has eight city gates, four of which are water gates, and there are six piers in the city. Vehicles and boats shuttle through the city, with a lot of people and residents like clouds.

The people of Yunyue are very good at water warfare. It is extremely difficult to capture the capital of Yunyue. In order to capture Yunshui City, Rongguo used all its troops and fought fiercely with the people of Yunyue. The son of Yin even died in the this war.

Finally, Yunshui City was captured by the Rong army. What happened at that time was recorded in detail in the history books of Rong Kingdom, and the historians always write straight.

The fire burned for three days and three nights in the palace area of ​​Yunshui City. The corpses of countless soldiers floated on the moat, and the blood stained the river red, making the river black and stinking for several months...

Gently rolling up the silk book on the case, Zhao Ling asked softly, "How old were you when you were captured?"

He was never asked his age.

Yue Qian stood up, tall and long legs, far exceeding the height of the lamp stand, the light could not reach his face, under the light and shadow, his brows and eyes were deep and his face was blurred.

"Ten years old." The voice was not loud and emotionless.

When the two had conversations before, Zhao Ling would avoid mentioning these things. I don't know why he mentioned them today.

Yue Qian obviously didn't want to talk about it, but Zhao Ling wanted to know, and asked, "How did you get to Yuanyuan after you were captured?"

"Sometimes by boat, sometimes over mountains and mountains, the journey lasted more than [-] days. The cabin was narrow and hot, and the mountain road was difficult to navigate. Day and night, only two-thirds of the captives arrived at the garden alive." There is no emotion in the words.

"What else do you want to know, sir?"

Yue Qian got up and walked in front of Zhao Ling, his black shadow stretched very long, covering Zhao Ling, his eyes, which could not be seen clearly just now, were now as black as an abyss.

There are two guards in the main courtyard, as long as Zhaoling shouts, they will come in immediately.

Even without guards, Zhao Ling was not afraid of Yueqian. He raised his hand and touched Yueqian's approaching face with his fingers.

The soft and warm fingertips lightly touch the cheek, and Yue Qian's figure froze, and he slowly opened the distance, outside Zhao Ling's arm.

Zhao Ling lowered her eyes, looked at a lamp on the case, and said lightly: "Go down."

From the corner of the eye, the person in front of him turned around and walked towards the door until he disappeared.

The maid turned off the lights, and Zhaoling lay on the bed with his eyes closed. He seemed to have returned to his childhood, flying across the Nanshan Mountains, along the north bank of the Weishui River, and found the familiar small thatched cottage.

He landed on the window of the thatched hut, poked out a bird's head joyfully, and dived further and further.

At that time, Yueqian was still a thin and dirty boy, dressed in rags, like a little savage.

He lives in a dilapidated thatched hut and speaks an elusive language that Zhao Ling cannot understand.

The author has something to say: Director: Don't worry, don't chirp.

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