Enemy proton must be pregnant with the cub of the regent

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the Shangsi Yu Festival.

The regent fasted for three consecutive days. On this day, Yinshi got up to bathe and burn incense to purify his body.

The palace people have already prepared the robes and crowns required for the ceremony in advance. From the inner garment to the crepe, there are seven layers in total, each of which is embroidered with dark patterns that correspond to the Yin and Yang of heaven and earth, which is gorgeous but not dazzling.Just a little heavy.

While being dressed by the palace servants, Pei Jun saw Shen Ziyuan still sitting by the window. He had been doing something since the night before, like chiseling on metal.

The Shangsi Festival was a very solemn day for the Dayu Dynasty, and the altar of praying to heaven where the Yu Festival was held was covered with colored silk.Since yesterday, the folks have been very lively. When Xiaoshi came yesterday, he described the prosperity of the street with emotion.

Pei Jun had a lot of miscellaneous things in his mind, and he hadn't slept well in the past few days, and even after taking a short rest at night, he still had dreams one after another.

For a while, Yanyan cried and asked him why he didn't come home, did he forget him; You have to lead Yi brother back.

Then he dreamed that Xie Yan refused to go with him, and when he smashed a half-eaten apple at Duan Qing through the window, his face turned blue and red.

Pei Jun smiled in the dream, woke up, opened his eyes, there was neither Apple nor Xie Yan.

There is only a desk with burning bean candles and unfinished scriptures.

But the three-day Qingxiu retreat finally came to an end. After the Yu Festival, the dignitaries, royal family members who received the imperial invitation will set off for the Luming paddock.

Pei Jun came back to his senses, raised his arms flat, let the palace attendants arrange layers of robes for him, and someone took the powder used for women's makeup to cover up the bruises under his eyes.

He slightly closed his eyes, and said casually: "I heard from the old man in the palace that auspiciousness descended from the sky when you were born, and a crane came from the east. When I was five years old, I predicted that there would be a battle between our court and Xidi, and that Yu would win the battle." Victory and capture of the three cities. The result was less than two years, and this statement really came true. Later, you also predicted the truth about everything in the court... That's why you have the title of 'Heavenly Fortune'."

Shen Ziyuan was still beating with small tools, without raising his head: "It's just childish idiocy, it's hard to be called 'God's calculation'."

Pei Jun turned to look at him: "You really can predict the future?"

Shen Ziyuan smiled and said: "The cycle of cause and effect has its own definite number-the so-called prophecy is just an analysis of the current situation and its development trend, so as to infer the most likely result in the future." He thought for a while, "You can know the whole body by looking at a corner, which is similar to Yan Lingwei's judgment of the case."

He put down the chisel, and blew the dust off his hands: "Once the future development of the situation matches the so-called 'prophecy', even if it is only [-]% similar, everyone will be shocked, and after a little association and fermentation, they will naturally be seated, and the rest will be I made up the rest of the nine parts—so judging from the results, it seems that the 'prophecy' has come true."

"It doesn't matter how the situation deviates afterwards, because everyone will only be afraid of my 'prophecy', not the truth."

Pei Jun was just chatting casually with him, but he didn't think that he was really unreserved, so he couldn't help being silent for a while, and said: "If you tell the truth, are you not afraid that you will be punished for the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

Shen Ziyuan scooped up a spoonful of clear water from the small bowl, still doing the work in his hands, calmly: "Your Highness never believed me, since he never believed, naturally he is not a bully."

Pei Jun likes to talk to smart people, but it's a pity that he was born in a Taoist temple. If he was born in an aristocratic family, he might be able to serve the country.

He asked, "So have you ever regretted prophesying anything?"

Shen Ziyuan raised his eyes to glance at him, and said quietly: "Maybe there are... people are young and frivolous, and they don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

The second half of the sentence he said was vague.

Pei Jun didn't hear clearly, he just thought it was something secretive and unspeakable.People eat five grains, and they have five emotions. He has no habit of exposing people's scars for fun for no reason, so he will not continue to ask, but change the topic.

The palace man put on the last layer of crepe for him, and Pei Jun took the Yujue gift sword and put it on his waist: "Speaking of which, in the first dynasty, the Shangsiyu Festival was hosted by the Shuangyao Palace...you ask Gu for money all day long. Wanting wealth and fame, it doesn’t look like a person who is pure-hearted and devoid of desires, but I’m just curious, how come you gave up such a fat job to Qin Tianjian.”

Shen Ziyuan slipped his hand, and the carving knife cut a hole in his thumb.

He paused until the blood seeped and dripped onto the table, then he came back to his senses, and said in a low voice, "The Temple of Prayer for Heaven is too far away, I can't go there...and I have sworn that I will never step out of Shuangyao Palace again in this life." step."

"Why." Pei Jun sarcastically said, "Isn't it because the prophecy is wrong, I feel ashamed, and I dare not see people anymore?"

Shen Ziyuan didn't speak, but looked at him meaningfully.

...It can never be a true guess.

Pei Jun: "..."

Shen Ziyuan sighed: "I did do one thing wrong."

He looked up at the deep and lofty dome of the scripture-copying hall, as if years of rot had pressed down on him, filling his young spine with an air of decay.He smiled bitterly: "I don't know how to make up for it...so I can only practice and repent."

Pei Jun didn't know what to say.

Before opening his mouth again, Shen Ziyuan suppressed his desolation, pressed the wound with a scarf, got up and walked, and put the things that had been carved for several days in his hand into the pocket kit that he had prepared long ago. The embroidery pattern on the kit symbolized exorcism The basalt pattern to avoid evil.

He forced the kit to Pei Jun.

Pei Jun frowned: "What is this?"

"The talisman is golden, and every stroke is blessed with a peace spell." Shen Ziyuan spoke quickly, and it seemed that he rarely did such sloppy things. "The next time I see you, Your Highness, I'm afraid it will be around this time next year. Your Highness will take it with you." , I wish His Highness the best of spring hunting this year."

"It's rare for you to call yourself a humble minister in front of Gu."

Pei Jun stared at the amulet in his hand, his brows deepened, and he looked at him leisurely: "What's the meaning? Could it be... you're going to die tomorrow, and you're in a hurry to leave a last word for Gu today?"

"..." Shen Ziyuan was so angry that he took a breath of cool air, and his expression changed, "If your Highness doesn't leave, I will sit down. Your Highness, let's go! If it doesn't rain these few days, Your Highness, don't forget to promise me , to renovate the main hall for Shuangyao Palace!"

"Nubi, he never forgets to take advantage of any advantage." Pei Jun cursed with a smile.

Pushing open the door of the scripture-copying hall, a few strands of golden light broke through the clouds, the sun was pure, and it really was a great sunny day.

Pei Jun felt the gentle spring breeze blowing by his ears, and he suddenly turned his head and asked, "This talisman is useless, but it is consecrated anyway, it's a pity to waste it... If it is given to someone else, will it still work?"

Shen Ziyuan: "..."

Shen Ziyuan rolled up a stack of papers he had written before, a thick tube, and pretended to throw it over, and said angrily: "Your Highness just hang it around the dog's neck, and the dog can live a long life!"

He failed to throw the paper tube on the regent, because a palace official ran over with the ceremonial officer from Qintian, saying that the auspicious time is coming, the chariot is ready, and the nobles with hairpin tassels who are watching the ceremony are almost assembled. Praying to the Temple of Heaven, hurriedly urging the regent to set off.

Pei Jun still had a lot to ask, but he didn't have time to say it, so he had to leave Shuangyao Palace first.

Shen Ziyuan stared at the direction where Pei Jun left, and it took a long time to lower his head again, looking at the waste paper he had scribbled on while copying the scriptures in his hands.The messy handwriting is mixed with small and crooked figurines of firewood.

He thought of that immature painting with the same song but the same effect.

——Probably drawn by Xie Yan today.

Later, when he saw the regent carrying someone behind his back, he secretly took it out and admired it a few times. His expression was rare and gentle.

It was just a small picture, and the regent, who had always been murderous and ruthless, let go of his fierce wrapping, and even his back was full of warmth.

Shen Ziyuan picked up the pen and knife on the table, threw the waste paper into the brazier and burned it. Looking at the burning flames, he didn't know whether to be relieved or sighed. He shook his head and said, "Perhaps, this is also destiny."

Yu Ji is just a show.

Let's look at the bright sunshine today, and all the officials standing under the altar of praying for heaven, their heads hurt from the sun. The weather has changed as fast as turning the pages of a book. It completely wiped away the continuous rain of the past few days. It seems that it will definitely not rain.

Only one person is in a good mood, and that is the regent.

As soon as the last regulation was finished, the regent waved his hand, announcing that the clan and dignitaries could set off first to go to the Luming hunting ground.

Spring hunting is the most important activity after the Shangsi sacrificial ceremony. Dayu Shangwu, even the imperial examinations have more archery skills, which shows its importance.This is not only a good time for the ministers to show their heroism and show their talents in front of the emperor.Many courtiers would take this opportunity to secretly show their daughters the golden tortoise son-in-law who is both civil and military.

It's not that there has never been a dark horse in the spring hunting, just like the spring hunting last year, the new champion Lang made a big splash, only one arrow missed, and he lost to the commander of the Yanling Guard, Ji Shuxian.Now the number one scholar, he is already on the rise, and at the end of the year, he also became the son-in-law of Wenxuanhou's mansion, how proud he is!

With the number one scholar Lang Zhuyu in front, this round of deer hunting, the sons and brothers of Yujing's various families started practicing early, just looking forward to showing off their demeanor.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the regent will not end.

Otherwise, with the King Regent who has been in the battlefield for a long time, with the appearance of one enemy against a hundred, these sons and brothers who have been immersed in the soft red in the capital all the year round, even if they join forces, I am afraid that it is impossible for them to win a little bit more.

In previous years, when going to the Luming Hunting Ground, the little emperor would ride in a car accompanied by the regent on horseback.

It was a tall, jet-black and shiny horse, its mane shone with dark purple brilliance in the light, and its golden horseshoes shone even more.The regent was dressed in a strong suit and straddled his horse. He was handsome and majestic. Even though he had a reputation for being a bit cruel, when he went out of the city, there were inevitably girls hiding behind the windows of the tall buildings on both sides to secretly look at him.

But this year is strange, except for the majestic and gong-sounding imperial chariot in the ten-mile imperial army, there is no regent's demeanor, only the commanding envoy, riding on a golden green horse, guarding beside the imperial chariot, and the handsome black horse is nowhere to be seen.

...But there were two more luxurious carriages at the back of the team, surrounded by strict guards of iron-clad wild goose feather guards, maybe it was some new rich man.

There were also common people who watched the excitement, and they speculated enthusiastically. Some people said that it was the emperor's accompanying concubine.

"Isn't it all sung in the opera? The emperor's private visits are all with his most beloved concubine. Along the way, you and I will investigate cases and defeat enemies, and there will be many good stories..."

"You're out of your mind? Your Majesty is only six years old!"

The person sitting in the car was naturally not the child bride-in-law of the six-year-old little emperor, but the new favorite - Xie Yan, Marquis of Ping'an.

Xie Yan sat comfortably in the carriage covered with a thick layer of soft blankets. On the small table in front of him were the melon seeds and dried fruits that Ning Xi had prepared a long time ago, as well as a newly bought set of crisp and vegetarian dishes. Dessert plum cake.

His eyes lit up, and he took a piece of plum cake to eat.

After eating two pieces in a row, his mouth got tired. He put down the plum cake and picked up walnuts from the dried fruit plate to play with.

It happened that Ning Xi lifted the curtain and came in to serve, with a friendly face on his face: "There are many horses and chariots today, please don't run around, Your Highness will come soon after giving orders to others."

Xie Yan nodded, licked his lips and asked, "Ning Xi... I'm thirsty and want to drink the fruit tea His Highness bought for me yesterday, is there any more?"

What he was talking about was one of the gifts that Xiaoshi brought back from Shuangyao Palace yesterday. It was made of dried fruit slices and rose petals. It was soaked in hot water and sprinkled with honey when drinking. It was sweet in taste and colorful in color.Marquis Ping'an liked it very much, and drank a large bowl before going to bed.

I was in a hurry to go out today, because I had to catch up with the imperial driver's team, so Xie Yan didn't have time to eat, Ning Xi hurriedly promised: "Yes, there are, I will go and get them."

Xie Yan obediently waited for Ning Xi to fetch fruit tea with his feet up, when suddenly there was a sound outside the window, someone was talking to him.

"Brother Yan, is that Brother Yan inside?"

When Duan Qingshi was riding a horse before, he saw that the carriage was closely guarded by Yanling Guards, and Ning Xi was coming in and out, so he knew that Xie Yan must be sitting in it.He saw from a distance that the regent was still ahead, and was giving orders to the commander, but he was not nearby, so he rode forward.

Because he didn't force his way in, but leaned against the window from a short distance away, Yan Lingwei didn't ask him to leave immediately, which gave him a chance to speak.

Xie Yan glanced at him through the window, and seemed to remember: "...it's you."

"Brother Yan, it's me!" Duan Qingshi was overjoyed, and chased after him, "I practiced riding and shooting day and night, and my hands were blistered. You can shoot geese and deer. If I really hit it, can we talk alone? Just you and me, I have a lot to say to you."

The car window was only opened a finger-wide gap, and the inside was vivid.

Duan Qingshi stared at his profile, he tightened his grip on the rein, and said: "...Brother Yan, although the Princess's Mansion is gone, I have built a new house next to it...You can go home as soon as possible, Let me take good care of you."

Xie Yan murmured in the car, neither saying yes nor no.

Duan Qingshi hurriedly said while the iron was hot: "Brother Yan, he is not a good person, and he only treats you as a novelty for a while. Last year, he dragged out several female corpses from his house, which shows how cruel it is!" Please, "If you are with this kind of person, I, I will worry..."

The wooden window squeaked.

The young man finally opened the car window a wider gap, his slender and delicate eyelashes drooped, and between the flaps, it seemed like the tip of a feather was gently brushing against one's heart.He had a pair of affectionate eyes, which were not prominent when they were sharp in the past, but now they are ignorant, and everyone seems to be full of affection.

Even though it was getting warmer outside and all the young talents on horseback had put on flimsy spring clothes that showed their figures, he was still wearing a thin cape, his white chin was buried in the straight high collar, and there was still a bit of walnut on his mouth crumbs.

Alluring.

Duan Qingshi's heart was beating wildly, for some reason, his face turned red involuntarily: "Yan, brother Yan, do you have something to tell me?"

Xie Yan nodded, looked at him actively, and said, "Can you step aside, you blocked His Highness's horse."

Duan Qingshi: "..."

Pei Jun, who drove the horse, saw the two of them talking through the car window for a long time, and they didn't know what they said, and Duan Qingshi's face turned an inexplicable blush.

Pei Jun copied boring scriptures and books in Shuangyao Palace for three days, and couldn't sleep for many nights. He came in a hurry as soon as he took off his sacrificial robes after leaving the altar of praying for heaven. He didn't even have time to see the person in the car. What kind of thing is the first thing to do?

What did Ning Xi do?What does Yanling Guard do to eat?No matter how bad it is, the dog leg of good words is not there?

I can't even watch a paragraph of Qingshi!

He was in a bad mood at first, and wanted to whip the unsightly Duan Qingshi off his horse, but when he heard Xie Yan say that, he turned his head and saw Duan Qingshi's smiling face froze immediately, and his rosy skin froze again. A layer of bitter melon color.

When Xie Yan looked past Duan Qing, he called out behind him: "Your Highness~"

The ending seems to have a hook, rising slightly.

Pei Jun's mood improved again, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his straightened lips.

——Giving him so many gifts in the past few days is really worth it.

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Pei: My wife is acting like a spoiled child, and I don't give away anything for nothing!value!

My dears, I was just notified by the editor that this title is not very harmonious QAQ

I got down on my knees and begged everyone to name me useless, solicit new names with prizes...