fleeting photos

Before it gets dark, those who go out to hunt return to the camp one by one. Someone will count the prey, record it in the book, and present it to the emperor for viewing, counting out the rankings, giving golden knives and swords and other pre-set prizes, and the first day of autumn is over. hunting.

Then Jiang Zhao ordered people to set up a bonfire in the open area, and asked the cook to pick out prey suitable for roasting and eating. Everyone sat on the ground, drinking and composing poems, and the monarch and his ministers were in harmony.

Lu Cangyu only likes to go to the battlefield to kill enemies, and doesn't like hunting, so she said she didn't come when she was sick.

When some people saw that Jiang Zhao’s backer was not there, they got a little cunning, pushed their sons in front of her, and pretended to introduce today’s record. Jiang Zhao raised his eyes and glanced. She is not interested.

"What do you think of my harem, Nanfeng Pavilion?"

Jiang Zhao drank a glass of wine, his eyes slid across the people in front of him like sharp knives, and said with a half-smile: "I came here for the autumn hunting, and it's not for the draft. I don't force you to stay, you can go separately tomorrow morning, and there is no need to say goodbye to me."

She stood up, flicked her sleeves, and looked at the young men with low brows who didn't dare to look up, sneered unabashedly, and strode away from the campfire with her hands behind her back.

Several ministers looked at each other, their expressions were not good, and the surrounding was even more silent, the laughter and noise just now were all insipid, some were thoughtful, some were watching with cold eyes, they all had their own concerns.

Jiang Yin was eating barbecue with Xie Jin, and when she saw her imperial sister throwing her sleeves away, she didn't dare to take a breath until after a while, when the atmosphere around her relaxed a little, she asked Xie Jin in a low voice: "Sister Xie, don't you come with me?" Shall we go and have a look?"

Xie Jin shook his head and said softly, "Princess, don't worry, someone will follow."

Jiang Yin nodded thoughtfully, she didn't ask who she was, she just thought it was one of the servants beside Sister Huang.

But others probably didn't notice, but Xie Jin could see it clearly. After Jiang Zhao turned and left, Zhao Chengming, who was sitting next to Zhao Xiang, quietly left the crowd and left. Xie Jin didn't need to think about what he was going to do. .

Zhao Chengming didn't have much time to get close to Jiang Zhao. Before coming, Xie Jin thought about whether he would take this opportunity to show his strengths and get along with Jiang Zhao alone, but now it was only expected.

It's not that she is so generous that she doesn't mind, it's just that some things don't happen today, and they will definitely happen tomorrow. The so-called blocking is worse than sparse, she is still willing to believe that Jiang Zhao can handle this matter well.

Of course, even so, she still felt a little uncomfortable, and the conversation with Jiang Yin became absent-minded afterwards.

And Jiang Zhao, who left in a fit of anger, found a place far away from the camp to sit and let the guards guard a little far away. He looked at the moon for a while, and then said casually: "Come out."

Zhao Chengming came out from behind the tree, bowed his hands to salute her, and said: "My humble minister Zhao Chengming, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

After speaking, he knelt on the ground.

Jiang Zhao turned to look at him, frowned slightly, his eyes were filled with disgust, but he asked lightly, "Forgive me? What crime did you commit? Do you want me to forgive you?"

Zhao Chengming said: "I am worried about Your Majesty, and I will follow you without His Majesty's permission."

"Oh." Jiang Zhao responded, turned his head back, turned his back to him and said, "Since you are worried, I will forgive you. Now I can talk about the reason why you came here."

Jiang Zhao didn't let him get up, Zhao Chengming still knelt, looked at her figure under the moon, his eyes were a little obsessed, and said in a warm voice: "I see that His Majesty is in a bad mood, and I want to relieve His Majesty's worries."

"Relieve my worries?" Jiang Zhao said, "Why do you think I am worried, and how do you plan to relieve my worries?"

She looked forward with a cold gaze, but Zhao Chengming couldn't see it, so he just asked her: "Before in the imperial study, I don't know what your majesty thinks about the request I made to your majesty?"

Speaking of which, it happened a long time ago. Zhao Chengming thought about it day and night, but Jiang Zhao didn't summon him at all, and he was afraid of going to see him again. opportunity to inquire.

Jiang Zhao was not surprised that he would bring this up, and said with a chuckle, "I've thought about this for a long time, but I still think it's inappropriate."

"Why?" Zhao Chengming's complexion changed, and he took a few steps forward excitedly, "Your Majesty, I never ask for anything but your pity for a moment, so...isn't that okay?"

Jiang Zhaodao: "You are a well-known young talent in Beijing, and you are the most valued grandson of your grandfather. You have a bright future, so why should you be confined to the deep palace for me? This should not be the path you want to take, nor should it be The choice I have to make."

Zhao Chengming's eyes trembled slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "But the minister... is willing."

He knelt on the ground, looking at Jiang Zhao's figure in front of him, but he couldn't let her look back for him for a moment, what he said was willing, but what he thought in his heart was uneasy, wishing to show her his true heart.

Jiang Zhao stood up suddenly, and looked back at Zhao Chengming, "Besides, you are the Zhao family, and you should know my current attitude towards the Zhao family. Didn't your grandfather tell you not to let your thoughts go?"

Did Zhao Heng tell him?

Of course I told.

Not just a tell, but a warning.He could see Zhao Chengming's thoughts about the present, and even thought about sending the Zhao family into the palace at the beginning, but that was before, when he felt that His Majesty was easy to control and could bring benefits to the Zhao family with the wind around him. Just like Concubine Zhao was to Emperor Xian in the past.

But now he has seen clearly that His Majesty is not only unable to control, she has even started to punish the Zhao family mercilessly, from the harem to the former court, from the capital to the local area, has she ever left half a way for the Zhao family to retreat?

Only Zhao Zhiyao and Zhao Chengxu's father and son, she has not moved now, it is just him, Zhao Heng stepped back first, and made a deal with Xie's family, otherwise, with Jiang Zhao's current method, how could he let this opportunity go so easily.

He didn't dare to underestimate the present, and was even powerless to resist. Lu Cangyu threatened him in front of him, what else could he not do?

If it wasn't for the fact that the Zhao family was powerful and involved, Jiang Zhao would not be able to act rashly, Zhao Heng would not have doubted at all that she would be able to destroy the Zhao family's achievements in an instant.

Facing such a moody and merciless emperor, how dare he send someone away to her again, not to mention blowing some pillow breeze, which can make her have half a favor, even if it is God's blessing.

Jiang Zhao is by no means a king like the late emperor.

But obviously Zhao Chengming didn't take his grandfather's earnest teachings to heart. He hadn't been moved in the past 20 years. He doesn't even need to be famous or famous, as long as he can stay by Jiang Zhao's side, he is willing to do everything.

He loves the nobleness and desolation of the king, and also loves her beautiful appearance. Even those contemptuous arrogances have become the bricks knocking on his heart. How can he follow his grandfather's words and put all his emotions into his heart? Press back the gift of the monarch and his ministers?

So he said yes, but he was still distracted. Seeing Jiang Zhao throwing his sleeves and leaving, he felt that the time had come. He found an excuse to leave the scene and follow up, just wanting to explain his feelings to her again.

"The Zhao family is the Zhao family, the grandfather is the grandfather, and Zhao Chengming is Zhao Chengming."

He couldn't wait to show his loyalty to Jiang Zhao, so he took a few steps on his knees and almost came in front of her, "Last time in the imperial study, I have already expressed my attitude. If your majesty doesn't believe me, I will swear an oath here." .”

He raised his fingers, his eyes seemed to be bright, and he stared straight at Jiang Zhao, "Zhao Chengming dares to swear that he will never do anything for the Zhao family to be sorry to His Majesty in this life. He will love His Majesty all his life, and he will never change his mind. Different heart, if one day the two confront each other, life or death, this humble minister will definitely stand in front of His Majesty and block everything for you."

Jiang Zhao's eyes were hidden in the night, so that Zhao Chengming couldn't see his expression. He paused for a while, seeing that Jiang Zhao didn't respond, he still gritted his teeth and continued to say the rest: "If you break this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"

After taking the oath, he kowtowed to the end, waiting for His Majesty's verdict.

However, he waited for a while, but he couldn't wait for what he wanted to hear, only heard a chuckle.

Jiang Zhao clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Zhao Qing's words today really moved me, but I'm not used to believing any so-called oaths casually.

There is a god in the human way, but I have never seen that wicked people do less evil, and good people will be rewarded eventually, so ah, moving is moving, I still can't let you stay by my side. "

Her voice was actually very gentle, but in Zhao Chengming's ears, it felt like a basin of cold water poured over his head, making his face pale, his whole body trembling, and his mind almost shattered.

Jiang Zhao opened his eyes and told nonsense, and sighed deliberately: "I am very satisfied with your appearance and talent, but you are born from the Zhao family, and I can't help it. After all, there are too many people in this world who have no destiny."

She asked Zhao Chengming, "Do you think so?"

Zhao Chengming was naturally speechless, he was in a daze, and still kowtowed on the ground without any reaction.

Jiang Zhao said: "Let's go, and don't look for me again in the future. There are so many good women in the world. In the future, whoever you make a promise to, I will make the decision for you and give you a marriage. It can be regarded as my repayment of your love today."

She didn't know whether Zhao Chengming could still listen to what she said, but he knelt on the spot for a long while, until Jiang Zhao was about to ask someone to drag him away, then he stood up unsteadily, He didn't look at her any more, just turned and left.

As soon as Zhao Chengming left, Jiang Zhao followed suit, walked to a bush and bent down, looked into the other pair of eyes, and asked with a smile: "I just talked to him for a long time, do you mind? Don't want me to coax you?"

Xie Jin sat on the ground looking at the moon. Hearing this, he turned his gaze back to meet her, and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, "Why should I mind? Didn't you explicitly reject him just now? I should be happy."

"But you don't look happy." Jiang Zhao lifted his clothes and sat beside her.

They looked at the moon side by side, now it is August, nearly fifteen months, and the crescent moon is getting fuller day by day, but there are dark clouds covering the whole moon.

Jiang Zhaodao: "The weather changes as soon as it is said. I could see it clearly just now, but it will disappear."

Xie Jin smiled slightly, tilted his head and leaned on her shoulder, rubbed her face affectionately, and whispered: "The moon will never disappear, it is not in the sky, it is by my side."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Zhao looked at her puzzled.

Xie Jin no longer looked at the moon, but met her eyes, stretched out his hand to touch her side face, looked into her eyes, even though the surroundings were dim, he could still feel the seriousness of her look when she looked at him.

"Because Ah Zhao is my moon."

As soon as these words were said, both of them were silent for a moment. Jiang Zhao pressed Xie Jin's hand that was touching his face, and asked her softly: "What do you mean? Do you think I'm too cold, or are you still the same?" Do you think we have different identities, like a moat?"

"Neither." Xie Jin also lowered his voice, hooked her neck with his other hand, leaned close to rub her ear to ear, and explained affectionately: "It means that Ah Zhao replaced the moon to illuminate me. .”

Jiang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged her tightly, almost rubbing her into his flesh and blood.

Xie Jin was in some pain from being strangled by her, but he didn't speak or struggle, but hugged her with his backhand.

"Jinniang." Jiang Zhao called her name with a trembling voice, "I'm going to be scared to death by you, I thought...you suddenly regretted it and didn't want me anymore. Fortunately, it's not, fortunately..."

She said "fortunately" a few times, Xie Jin's eyes turned red, and he choked up and said, "Azhao, I feel pain for no reason, because I can't help feeling jealous when I hear you talking.

It's not that I'm jealous of you talking to him, but I'm jealous of his heart for you. I'm jealous because someone else loves you. Do you think it's strange? "

Jiang Zhao wanted to say that this is not surprising at all.

Because when Xie Jin and Yuan Qishang had entanglements, why wasn't she like this?

But before she could say it, she heard Xie Jin ask again: "The moon illuminates me, but who will illuminate my moon?"

Xie Jin knew what Jiang Zhao had done for her, taking revenge on Concubine Zhao and even Zhao's family, avenging Xie's family, allowing her family to return to the capital, and even asking for the vacant position in the middle palace for her to be inherited by her adoptive sister.

But she can't give Jiang Zhao anything.

Even if you pour out all your sincerity, others will be willing, and it is not considered unparalleled at all.

She tightly grasped Jiang Zhao's clothes, as if she was grasping her whole life.

The author has something to say:

Alas, the pen is not strong enough, some things can be thought of but not written.

In fact, the unequal between the two of them is not at all a question of who loves the other more.