Proton Consort Continued

The team of the Huli people settled down at the Jeju post station. After a tiring journey, they planned to make proper preparations and chose to visit Beijing tomorrow.

After being curious for a long time, Xiang Yan, Master Ming Ning, and Hong Shichang quietly moved into the inn, but Xiang Yan still didn't get what he wanted to see King Huli and Princess, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"Yan'er, go to bed earlier, when King Huli enters the palace, you will be able to see him sooner or later, why worry?"

"En", Xiang Yan responded softly to Master Mingning, "Master, go and rest too, he must be tired after taking care of Yan'er all the way."

Master Mingning smiled and patted Xiang Yan's head, and left the room.

Sitting in front of the window, Xiang Yan leaned over the window sill, watching the bright moon quietly, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly seeing Hong Shichang drinking alone against the moon under the eaves, Xiang Yan sat up straight and walked out without thinking.

As soon as he saw Xiang Yan approaching, Hong Shichang put away the wine unnaturally, but it was obviously too late.

"Master Hong, don't hide it. Unlike Aunt Xin, I will confiscate your wine."

"The princess is still reasonable." As soon as Hong Shichang took out the wine, Xiang Yan stretched out his hand to hold the wine glass. Hong Shichang retracted his hand and avoided it. Bad luck!"

Xiang Yan nodded seriously, "Master Hong, do you think I will tell Father or Aunt Xin first?"

Hong Shichang hugged the wine jar and surrendered, "I really can't do anything about you, but only a little bit, as much as you want!"

A big man like Hong Shichang held the big wine jar tremblingly, calculated carefully, and poured half of it into Xiang Yan's wine glass, which made Xiang Yan feel annoyed and funny.

He lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, the spicy and bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue. Xiang Yan frowned for a moment, put down the glass, and didn't want to take another sip, "It's really bad! Why do you still treat such a bad thing as a treasure every day? Can’t open it, can’t quit it?”

"You don't know that, don't you?" Hong Shichang looked at Xiang Yan's funny face, and said proudly, "Your father, queen, and queen can be together, and wine has played a big role!"

"En? What's the effect? ​​The queen mother obviously doesn't like the father drinking..."

Hong Shichang made a point by himself, pestering Xiang Yan like breaking a casserole, Hong Shichang had no choice but Xiang Xun would not know anyway, so Hong Shichang hugged the wine jar and talked about the past.

"Your father's drinking capacity back then was that he would blush with a sip of wine, and he would pour a bowl of wine. The father, the queen, and the queen are a couple, no difference at all!"

Hong Shichang drained his glass of wine, and Xiang Yan raised the wine jar to help fill it up, "Later, I met a person who looked like a drunkard. Didn't the mother hate the father?"

"Later...it got complicated later on. Your father is like a stunned young man, but you can't blame her. At that time, she had a deep affection for your mother..."

When the wine was a little drunk, Hong Shichang's words were a bit vague, but Xiang Yan still had more ideas and refused to give up. He occasionally forced two sips of wine to hold Hong Shichang back to continue telling the story.

In the bedroom, Xiang Xun's slight cough caught Wan Ming's attention. Putting down the embroidery in her hand, Wan Ming walked over to Xiang Xun who was sitting at the table, and put her hand on the back of Xiang Xun's neck and rubbed it gently.

"Xun, did you catch a cold?"

"It's okay." Xiang Xun turned his head and smiled at Wan Ming, "I just choked on my tea."

Wan Ming looked at the memorials piled up on the desk, and frowned inadvertently, "There are so many? Sleeping and resting, it's too harmful to the body."

Xiang Xun pulled Wanming to circle him, put his arms around and hugged Wanming, "I'm happy and not tired. Wan'er, look, this is written by Jinger. The connection between them, the memorial she gave me this morning."

Looking at Xiang Xun's expression of joy, Wan Ming smiled and took the memorial in Xiang Xun's hand, carefully flipping through it.

"She's only 15 years old, she can think so carefully and thoroughly, and she can't understand it so thoroughly without putting in a lot of hard work..."

After reading a page, Wan Ming's eyes also showed admiration, "That's because you, as the emperor, have taught you well, and you have followed you every morning to go to court every day, so you should have such thinking."

"Is the empress's request too high?" Xiang Xun raised his eyebrows and looked at Wan Ming, and smiled, "Just like you, you were talented when you were young, possessing both ability and political integrity, and unique insights, you are already excellent! "

Wan Ming didn't understand what Xiang Xun meant for a while, but when she saw Xiang Xun get up and take the things wrapped in yellow silk from the bookshelf, she suddenly realized, "Xun, when did you bring these back?"

"Of course the empress's authentic work must be kept well." Xiang Xun opened it carefully, and it was the article that Xiang Xun discovered when Xiang Xun and Wan Ming went to the Yuan Dynasty, and Wan Ming wrote it when he was 12 years old.

"I thought it was precious, so I kept it all the time." Xiang Xun put the two articles side by side on the desk, and smiled with emotion, "Even the handwriting is very similar, Jing'er talks about planting mulberry, Wan'er, what you wrote is... ..."

"Official corruption and people's grievances," Wan Ming said, "At that time, my father was very troubled by the problems of official corruption. While spending extravagantly, on the other hand, hungry people were everywhere. I was very angry, so I expressed my feelings and spoke freely."

The 12-year-old's understanding is inevitably naive, and it also includes anger factors. When I grow up, I will feel more or less embarrassed when I look back. I sincerely praise Wan Ming's talent and learning at that time.But seeing Xiang Jing's memorial at this moment, both Xiang Xun and Wan Ming felt equally relieved.

Wan Ming closed the two articles and held Xiang Xun's hand, "Don't just care about the child, you are also very important."

"Oh? The Empress would actually say that?" Xiang Xun laughed narrowly, "Speaking of Gu Zi, Wan'er, you are obviously better than me..."

Wan Ming smiled, and stroked Xiang Xun's cheek, "So Long Live is serious again?"

"I'm not jealous..."

"Really?" Wan Ming was amused by Xiang Xun's behavior of not having 300 taels of silver here, smiled, and leaned on Xiang Xun's shoulder, warm and down-to-earth, as always.

In the Eastern Palace, Xiang Jing’s bedroom is still lit with candlelight, and the sound of reading scrolls is rustling, while Xiang Jing quietly writes, all the papers on the table are left with Xiang Jing’s handwriting, or inspiration, or puzzlement, or suggestion.When he stopped writing to think, Xiang Jing raised his head slightly, and he could always see two ears of wheat standing beside the pen stand.

Indeed a little tired, Xiang Jing put down his pen, leaned back on the chair back, but kept his eyes on the golden ears of wheat in his sight.

It was late, and Xiao Wu, who came to remind Xiang Jing to go to bed, entered the room to salute, but Xiang Jing didn't respond.Xiao Wu felt strangely quiet, carefully looked at Xiang Jing's expression, then at the ear of wheat where Xiang Jing's gaze was, and suddenly smiled with her lips pursed.

Xiang Jing only felt embarrassed once he came back to his senses, and he also laughed along with some embarrassment.

"Your Highness, you looked just like your empress when she was young."

Xiang Jing raised his eyebrows puzzled, "Mother?"

"En", Xiao Wu nodded with a smile, "The emperor and the empress each have a marriage stone, which was obtained when they met in Liuzhou Marriage City. , just like His Highness just now, affectionately focused, as if no one else was around."

Xiao Wu made it clear, but Xiang Jing was still in a daze, muttering to himself, "A token of love?"

"Your Highness, what's the story behind these two ordinary ears of wheat that makes you so out of your mind?"

Xiao Wu, who was already ice-snow and smart at that time, experienced years of maturity, and it was easier for her to gain insight into Xiang Jing's thoughts.

"Xiao Wu, it's okay to tell you." Xiang Jing regained his calm smile, "It's just that I want to hear the story of the father and the mother first, can you tell me?"

"That's a good story, His Highness must have heard of it..."

"That's right." Xiang Jing looked at Xiao Wu, "The legendary son-in-law, the emperor who restored the country, the two dynasties of Yuan and Jing became a generation of lovers, accompanied by the end of the world, and joined hands with Anbang. I have heard many similar plots, but the father, queen and mother never mentioned it. .”

"Roughly speaking, this is the case, but I have experienced together with the emperor and the empress, and I know that today's happiness is not easy. The first encounter must be the most beautiful memory of the empress in this life..."

Thinking back to that time, even Xiao Wu felt precious and warm.

"In front of the Marriage Shop, just as the empress turned to leave, the emperor made the second couplet, followed by the upper and lower ques of the words, and then the empress' words "I wish to win the heart of one person", in exchange for the emperor's "white head is not Xiangli'... If it wasn't for the encounter at that time, the emperor would not have become the princess' son-in-law, and the princess would not be the queen she is today."

Xiang Jing listened fascinated, perhaps before experiencing it personally, the experience of Xiang Xun and Wan Ming was like a dream to her, beautiful but unpredictable and illusory.Maybe he was still a little hesitant, because there was a lingering figure in Xiang Jing's mind, and Xiang Jing was not sure what that meant.

"Father and mother are so great!" Under the bright moon, Xiang Yan also sighed, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were misty, and he looked at the endless night sky with his chin in one hand. "After falling in love with someone, everything is really worth it." ?"

"Huh..." The only answer to Xiang Yan was Hong Shichang's snoring after he was drunk and fast asleep.

Xiang Yan turned his head to look at Hong Shichang, who was already unconscious, and patted Hong Shichang with a smile, "What did you say that the thousand altars will not fall down, go to sleep in the room, or you will catch the wind and cold..."

Xiang Yan staggered a little when he stood up, holding on to the pillars in the corridor, he groped his way back to the room step by step.Pushing open the door, the room was fragrant and warm. Dizzy Xiang Yan lay on the soft bed and felt more comfortable. He closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep, breathing evenly, and fell into a peaceful dreamland.