Tanhualang

In late spring, there are people enjoying flowers inside and outside the capital.It was rare for Cao Feng to go back to Beijing, so he immediately invited Zhao Heng and a group of people to make an appointment for a drink first.

The banquet is set in Changchun Garden, which belongs to Jiaofang Division, and there are several theater troupes in the garden.Cao Fengding's Pavilion is far away from the bustling place, but the sound of opera can be heard from a distance.

After getting drunk, everyone scattered around the pavilion, catching up with each other to drink and chat.

Cao Feng is used to pulling Xu □□Liu to toast Zhao Heng, and it is the same today.

Normally, Zhao Heng would just drink two or three glasses, but today for some reason, he seemed to be in high spirits, Cao Feng and the others offered two or three rounds of toasts one after another, but he still did not put down his glass.

Shen Jing saw that he was a little bit drunk, so she was a little worried. While Cao Feng and others walked away, she took the tea bowl and walked to Zhao Heng in the pavilion: "Your Highness, let's drink a bowl of tea."

Zhao Heng didn't answer, but raised his brows, and casually glanced at Shen Jing: "What are you, is Gu Gu drinking too much?"

Shen Jing sat down next to him, opened the lid of the bowl to dry, and then pushed the snack plate to Zhao Heng's hand: "Your Highness, you really drank a lot tonight."

"It's rare that there are so many people today. Gu is happy, what's the matter with drinking a few more glasses?"

Shen Jing touched the tea bowl, and seeing that the tea was no longer hot, she pushed it to Zhao Heng's hand: "It's okay to drink a few more cups if you're happy. I'm afraid it's because of anger."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng no longer concealed his displeasure, and snorted softly: "Do you still care about whether I am angry? Didn't you still say that I am unreasonable and disregard public and private interests yesterday?"

"..."

"Why don't you talk?" Zhao Heng took a sip of tea, glanced at Shen Jing, and hummed softly, "I know if you don't speak. You must be slandering."

Shen Jing sighed: "Everyone is here. I don't want to argue with His Highness here."

"I just want to argue. There are not five hundred or three hundred sixth-rank officials in Beijing, and there are no fewer than dozens of them who are transferred out of Beijing every year. Why do you speak for Mu Junhuai?"

After a moment of silence, he still couldn't hold back, and said in a low voice: "There are [-] sixth-rank officials in the capital, why did His Highness only fall in love with Mu Junhuai, and even named him and sent him to Guizhou?"

"Heh." Zhao Heng sneered, "You know his affairs clearly. And you said that you are not nostalgic?"

Before the two had finished fighting, Cao Feng brought a group of people over to have a drink with Shen Jing.Shen Jing couldn't stand the persuasion, she drank a couple of cups, her face turned red.

Even though he was venting his anger, Zhao Heng still did not forget to protect his shortcomings. He got up and blocked Cao Feng. On the pretext that he thought they were noisy, he grabbed Shen Jing's sleeves and led the people outside along the shade of flowers: "These drunks, there is nothing wrong with drinking. As soon as possible, they stay away."

Probably Cao Feng had instructed in advance that it was very quiet outside the pavilion, except for a few guards, there was no one else.

As soon as the two came out, they quietly looked at the wine glass in Zhao Heng's hand before he could put it down, and couldn't help laughing: "Your Highness is ashamed to say that others are drunks."

Zhao Heng turned his head and glanced at him when he heard the words: "He kindly saved you, but even made a mockery. Shen Yuanwailang, you really have no conscience."

Having said that, he still raised his hand and poured the wine in the glass into the flowers.

After being disturbed like this, the matter of getting angry before was put on hold for the time being.The two of them, one in front of the other, walked slowly to the distant sound of distant music, although they didn't speak, they felt comfortable and at ease.

Shen Jing wore a dark green Taoist robe today, with a simple bundle of green silk wrapped around her waist, and her wide sleeves fluttered in the wind.After walking a few steps, Zhao Heng stopped, turned around and sniffed lightly on his shoulder: "What kind of fragrance is this?"

Hearing this, Shen Jing raised her sleeves and sniffed, wondering, "Where is the fragrance?"

Zhao Heng turned around, and still walked forward step by step along the shade of flowers: "A fragrance that seems to be there but not there. It's a bit like gardenia."

"It's all Xiaomeng's cleaning up. Why is he so particular?" Shen Jing said indifferently, "Maybe where did he get it?"

In a place where no one was around, the two of them had nothing to shy away from, holding hands and chatting casually.

After walking slowly for a while, I heard rustling voices, which seemed to be not far away.

Both of them consciously stopped the sound of their footsteps, and stood under the rosebushes. They heard human voices coming from behind the rosebushes, and the girl's laughing voice came from far to near:

"A Bing! A Bing, draw me one too!"

The girl begged obediently, but the boy smiled and took Joe: "I won't draw it for you. I drew it with great difficulty, and it took me a lot of effort."

"Please, Bing—how about I embroider a pouch for you?"

"No change. Good Ruirui, with your skill, don't show it off, embroider a purse, and your fingers will be pricked countless times!"

"Then...how about I cut you a new shirt?"

"No. I have no shortage of clothes."

"I can only do these two things - no purse, no clothes, so what do you want?"

The boy said with a smile in his voice, "Of course I have something I want."

"You tell me to listen?"

The young man cleared his throat: "Cough. I listen to you every day, A Bing A Bing. I am obviously a whole year older than you, and I don't even want to call you brother. You can also draw a kite for you. From now on, you can call me instead. Brother, I will draw for you!"

"..."

"If you don't want to change your mind, forget it—"

"Hey—hey, you really—" the girl stomped her feet, as if hesitating, but in the end, she called out in a low voice: "Brother...Brother A Bing! Is this all right?"

"That's about the same. Well, when we go back, I will draw for you."

……

Standing quietly under the rose bushes, hearing that the laughter was fading away, she couldn't help lowering her eyes and smiling, "As expected, spring is the best when you're young."

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, turned his head to look at Shen Jing, let go of the rose branch in his hand and snorted: "It may not be that the spring was good when I was young. Maybe it's the good people who shared the rewards when I was young?"

After he finished speaking, he walked forward again. After walking a long way, he realized that Shen Jing hadn't kept up. He turned his head, and Shen Jing stood in the same place, looking at him helplessly.

Zhao Heng snorted softly, but also stood still.

Shen Jing took two steps forward, and sighed softly at Zhao Heng: "It seems that His Highness is not going to pass this matter lightly."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng turned around and continued to walk: "Yes. When Guizhou is employing people, Mu Junhuai is elegant and generous, and he should be used by the court."

"Your Highness—"

Zhao Heng stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at Shen Jing, with obvious displeasure written in his eyes: "Miao'an."

He paused, turned around and still walked slowly, his tone was ordinary, but his words were unusual: "It's fine if you don't open your mouth. If you plead for him today, Mu Junhuai will never return to the capital for the rest of his life."

Shen Jing was stunned.

The two have known each other for four years now, and this is the first time Zhao Heng has said such serious words to him.

Shen Jing closed her eyes, not angry, but helpless: "Your Highness...do you despise my past like this?"

Zhao Heng stopped suddenly, turned around, looked at Shen Jing Shen Shen, and sneered for a long time: "Shen Miao'an."

These words obviously aroused his anger, Zhao Heng strode back and forth along the path twice with his hands behind his back, and finally stopped in front of Shen Jing: "You think so?"

"..."

Zhao Heng put Shen Jing in his arms with his hands, and put his hands on his vest. Shen Jing was so pressed that he was a little out of breath. He frowned at him, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I love you so much, don't you feel that?" arrive?"

"..."

"Just to say something to Mu Junhuai, you don't hesitate to say such words to anger me?"

"Your Highness—"

Zhao Heng tightened his arms, restraining Shen Jing firmly, with anger flashing in his long eyes: "You are not allowed to mention the surname Mu!"

Shen Jing had no choice but to shut up. For a moment, she lowered her head slightly, put her forehead on the side of Zhao Heng's face, rubbed it lightly, and circled her hands behind Zhao Heng's back, stroking slowly.

He has always valued rules, and he rarely acts intimately with Zhao Heng outside. How could Zhao Heng refuse to behave like this at this moment.

The two stood together for a long time, the anger in Zhao Heng's eyes gradually dissipated, and he relaxed his arms, but his anger was hard to dissipate for a while: "Shen Miao'an, you are really - just sure I can't do anything to you. Take the words to poke my lung tube."

Shen Jing was still stroking his back, and hearing the words was even more helpless: "Yes...it was my fault, I bullied His Highness with words."

"..."

"A couple of harsh words, and a few words of coaxing with soft words, are you coaxing me as a child?" Zhao Heng understood Shen Jing's routine very well, pulled his sleeves and took Shen Jing's hands away from him with a stern face. His tone became softer, but still angry, "Being so stubborn to me, Mu Junhuai said that to you that day, but he didn't even refute at all—"

Shen Jing heard the words, and immediately understood: "What Mu Junhuai said that day... Your Highness knows?"

No matter how careful he is with Zhao Heng, his deeds will be exposed. Although there is no evidence, there are still many ugly words spread in the court, and even Shen Jing can't help but hear a sentence behind his back.

It's just that Mu Junhuai didn't know what he heard. He found an excuse to ask him out a few days ago, and asked Shen Jing tactfully if he was intimidated by Zhao Heng's power.

Shen Jing only thought it was funny, but she didn't want to talk to him too much, so she politely replied, "I don't need to ask you about my personal affairs", and let the matter go.

So that's the case... No wonder Zhao Heng was full of anger and wanted to drive Mu Junhuai out of the capital.

When someone else said quiet words like this, Zhao Heng couldn't help but get angry when he heard it, let alone Mu Junhuai?

Compare your heart with your heart, and after a moment of silence, you can understand Zhao Heng's knot.

"...I did something wrong." Shen Jing said suddenly, "I was wrong about this matter. I am here to apologize to His Highness."

Zhao Heng: "..."

"I am in love with you, and the love is deep and sincere. My first mistake is that I should not allow others to slander this affection without refuting it. The second mistake is that I should not be angry with the irrelevant people and His Highness." Shen Jing held Zhao Heng He apologized sincerely, "This time it was indeed my mistake, and I admit it. If Zhong An is still angry, no matter how much you punish me, I won't shirk it, okay?"

"..."

Shen Jing is still gentle, full of sincerity: "I admit my mistake, and I also accept the punishment. As long as Your Highness don't be angry."

"..."

This time it was Zhao Heng's turn to be helpless: "...that's all."

After a pause, he asked again: "From now on, you are not allowed to say a word to that person surnamed Mu."

"Okay." I've already got it to Guizhou, so where can I talk?

"You are not allowed to associate with him again."

"it is good."

Shen Jing answered so bluntly, Zhao Heng naturally had nothing to say, and his heart immediately felt a lot better.

What else can I do with the person who is on the tip of my heart?Of course I forgave him.

Seeing that his face was calm, Shen Jing also said in a gentle voice: "Your Highness drank a lot of wine today, I'm afraid you'll have a headache again when you turn around. From now on, Your Highness, never hold your body to hold your breath."

Zhao Heng held his sleeve, walked forward, and then slowly agreed: "Yeah."

After walking a few steps, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred, he stopped, and smiled at Shen Jing with downcast eyes: "All along, Gu will respond to whatever you say. Isn't Gu too easy to talk about?"

There was a trace of bewilderment on Shen Jing's face: "..."

Isn't the previous thing in the past?

The two stood under the tall rose trellis, and the late spring wind was warm and soft, blowing red all over the ground, embellishing the two people's figures elongated by the afterglow.

"Miao An," Zhao Heng called in a low voice, looking at Shen Jing with lowered eyes and a smile, not knowing what was being tricked, suddenly lowered his face, leaned into Shen Jing's ear, and whispered softly, "...Call Gu, brother."

Shen Jing's ears turned red instantly.

But Zhao Heng took a step closer, smiled narrowly, and repeated in his ear: "Call me good brother... I don't care about anything."

"..."

Shen Jing pushed Zhao Heng away, turned around and walked away.

Zhao Heng followed up with a smile, knowingly asked: "What's wrong with Miao An?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Shen Jing's sleeves and stopped his footsteps: "Walking so fast, why don't you wait for me?"

Shen Jing didn't look at him with a straight face: "Your Highness, don't make trouble."

"How can I make trouble?" Zhao Heng smiled, holding Shen Jing into his arms with both hands, with a slight hint of wine in his breath, "Isn't it just a brother, Miao An is embarrassed? If you don't come, you will be alone, you will be alone." Is it okay to accommodate your head office?"

As he said that, he lowered his face, leaned close to Shen Jing's ear, and said in a low voice with a smile: "...Brother Shen. A lonely good brother."

"..."

Seeing the silence, Zhao Heng raised his hand and gently kneaded the tip of his ear: "Miao An is so shameless, why won't you answer me?"

Shen Jing was burned all over by his teasing, and she was inevitably embarrassed. She stood on Zhao Heng's arm for a while, and then said in a low voice helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare. With your highness's temperament, I'm afraid that this cheap price will become even worse in the future. Ask for it back .”

After hearing this, Zhao Heng couldn't help laughing out loud: "The one who knows me is Miao'an!"

... Sure enough, that night, Zhao Heng finally forced Shen Jing to return the "good brother".