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The prestige passed on?

In short, doing so is a good way to dispel Huimin's suspicions. Knowing that the emperor will come to pay his respects on the [-]th day, Huimin still avoids to go to other palaces early. He must have wanted such a demonstration result.Regardless of whether it was last night or this morning, if Jiarui came here to ask An Ding, it would definitely fail.

When Tong Jingyu figured out all the joints from Jia Rui's words, he felt a chill in his heart, even though he was not a biological mother and son, he wouldn't be so suspicious in the court.Just when Tong Jingyu lost his mind for a moment, the emperor, who was still admiring the flowers, suddenly turned around and pulled out the long sword that came with Tong Jingyu's waist.

Jia Rui took a closer look at the sword, but it was the Qingshui sword that ordinary guards wear, "Guard boy, it's not good for you to be robbed of your weapon like this?" Looking at the first-class guard who had his long sword taken away Jia Rui was very proud of the shameful expression in front of him. He threw the sword to Tong Jingyu and said, "Come on, practice for a while, don't let me underestimate your ability!"

Gift

Tong Jingyu was very ashamed of being snatched from the sword, and he did not expect the emperor in front of him to be so agile, because he was always very cautious as a palace guard, and Jiarui's last words aroused the young man's self-consciousness. The wind was full of arrogance, Tong Jingyu held the sword in his arms, and stopped talking and dancing with the sword.

The sword flower was shaking in his hand, like layers of scattered light, which made people dizzy.Sword dancing and flowing wind, Tong Jingyu leaped up and down on this narrow passage, his swordsmanship made him feel at ease like flowing clouds and flowing water, dressed in the bodyguard's strong attire, he looked extraordinarily handsome and handsome.

Jiarui looked at Tong Jingyu, who was in high spirits, and felt a little envious in his heart. He never had the dream of being a teenager in fresh clothes and angry horses. It was just something that was easy to get, but now it seems that it has long since passed away. What is left here is only the present tolerance and harmony Cynicism, burning the embers of deep old hatred left by life.

The whole set of sword skills was performed meticulously. In this morning and summer, Tong Jingyu was also sweating slightly, his face was slightly flushed, and the surrounding flowers and plants had been scattered due to the sword energy.In the eyes of others, Tong Jingyu at this time must be very beautiful, no wonder he will be admired by Emperor Jiarui. Sure enough, the heroic child guards are not the same as those soft and charming palace people in the past. The servants of Chenxi Palace are far away Hidden talk.

Tong Jingyu lowered his sword and closed his posture, calmly meeting Jia Rui's gaze, "Your Majesty, are you satisfied with this set of swordsmanship?" When faced with Tong Jingyu's tone and expression not to be outdone, Jia Rui fell silent, Tong Jingyu is neither arrogant nor humble, and her martial arts skills are superb, she is indeed a rare talent among her peers.

Seeing that Jiarui seemed to be looking for something solemnly, Tong Jingyu stood aside without disturbing him, and when the emperor in front of him raised his eyes full of approval, Tong Jingyu finally raised the question in his heart to Jiarui.

"If the humble minister's last skills are still in the eyes of His Majesty, please enlighten the foolish minister with a little doubt in his heart, and dare to ask if my brother Qinglian is well recently?" Tong Jingyu looked at Jiarui's calm expression, and her tone was forced Be calm, after all it takes courage to question the emperor, and asking Jiarui directly about Qinglian's current situation is the best way to avoid alarming others.

The battle was dangerous, and Jia Rui was also curious to look at this courtier who dared to ask the emperor for news. Under Jia Rui's scrutiny, Tong Jingyu was also very disturbed. After all, he knew that Qinglian was forced to stay in the Chaohua Palace , has been regarded as the emperor's taboo.Facing Tong Jingyu's question, Jia Rui didn't answer, but greeted Wu De twice, and after seeing his eunuch running over erratically, he whispered a few words in his ear, and continued walking to the depths of the flower garden.

Jia Rui walked in front alone, the gardenia fragrance in front of him was no longer pleasing to the eye, and his mind was filled with the plain white shadow of last night under the moonlight, looking up against the wind, as if the sky was full of clear light flowing around him, and No matter what happened before, it was just a silhouette seen from afar, but I could never forget that Nine Heavens Lonely Crane that was left behind in the mundane blue frost.

The hand holding the Xun was trembling slightly, and I couldn't describe the excitement I felt when I flew to get the instrument, I just wanted to be faster, faster, so that I could compose a piece with him, isn't he holding the flute in his hand, Why didn't the sound end for a long time?That voice he hadn't seen for a long time.I don't know what melody I confided, I just feel that this night, this month, this person and this shadow have these lonely tunes to match him, but it's a pity that no matter how much my music sounds, what I look at is that figure Little by little it disappeared on the high platform, the brilliance receded, but the shadow remained.

Tong Jingyu silently followed behind without saying a word, Jia Ruina and Wu De's intimacy just now made him feel contempt in his heart, and he always felt that the emperor in front of him should not be so absurd and frivolous.The two monarchs and ministers walked for a while, thinking that the flower viewing would end in silence, but Jia Rui asked back as if sighing: "What is the old injury on Qinglian's left shoulder? How could it have been nailed?" Where are the bones?"

Tong Jingyu's scorching gaze was directed at Jia Rui, and it was difficult to conceal her worry. What kind of experience would make others discover Qinglian's old wound?Could it be that bad luck happened to Qinglian when they parted on that day?Tong Jingyu was indignant in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask questions, but Jia Rui felt a little guilty about the aggressive gaze in front of him, avoided the anxious gaze a little, and explained, "Life is safe, and disasters are inevitable when you enter the palace. "

When she learned that Qinglian, whom she always cared about, was in a bad situation, Tong Jingyu was emotional. Even though Qinglian was punished under her father's strict control in the Tongfu, it was her or her father after all, but now Qinglian has fallen into In the hands of outsiders.No worries about her life, could it be that the unbearable treatment has already affected Qinglian's life?Tong Jingyu was worried.

The atmosphere was gloomy at first, but at this time the emperor trotted to the inner prison close to him and came back, holding a long object wrapped in yellow silk in his arms, handing it to Jiarui and then quickly retreated, which seemed to be true. As if afraid of disturbing the two of them in Huajian, Tong Jingyu saw the soft and charming Wu De again at this time, and seemed to think of something, and felt very embarrassed to be alone with this emperor with special preferences.

But at this time, Emperor Jiarui didn't notice what Tong Jingyu was thinking beside him. This time, he directly used the small grabbing hand, and snatched the ordinary guard sword from Tong Jingyu's hand.Missing the weapon again, Tong Jingyu couldn't hold back anymore. When she looked up and saw Jiarui Yingrui's gaze, she felt extremely ashamed. A dignified man shouldn't have such biased thoughts.

Jiarui tore off the yellow silk wrapping cloth, revealing a sword. Jiarui said solemnly: "Tong Jingyu, this ancient sword has exhausted the efforts of the predecessors. It is tempered with Qingzhang, stern with jade, and decorated with Wenyu. , which stands for rhinoceros, light like shooting stars, and is called Feijing. It is a rare sword to ward off evil spirits. Because it shares the word 'jing' with your name, I now give it to you!" After speaking, he held the sword with one hand and held it flat on the ground. In front of Tong Jingyu.

The king bestows a sword?To express the trust, reliance, and approval of the courtiers?It is an endless honor to bestow this Shangfang sword, but now that the imperial power has fallen, and in such an untimely court situation, the Feijing sword seems like a thorn, and Tong Jingyu has not reached out to meet it for a long time.

"You, dare not answer?" Jiarui said word by word, full of domineering sarcasm, but after a short pause, he returned to his usual expression, "Nong, it's just because of your dignified appearance, and you are also a first-class man with a knife. Guard, playing a broken sword, lost the dignity of the royal family, so I made an exception to give you one, don't count!" The tone was like a child's anger, which was very different from the attitude just now.

Tong Jingyu looked at the Feijing sword in Jiarui's hands calmly. The court affairs were not clear and her father had not returned. Maybe Qinglian stayed by the emperor's side and could be regarded as a reliance in the palace.Tong Jingyu no longer hesitated, knelt down straight, bowed his head, and raised his hands above his head, "My humble minister Tong Jingyu, thank you for your gift!"

Sword song

At the first meeting of Fengyun, the trajectories of the two people who were originally irrelevant began to intertwine because of the expectation of fate.Looking at Tong Jingyu kneeling in front of him holding his sword, Jiarui remained silent, the dawn was getting higher, and through the shade of lush trees, the spar on the Feijing sword was shining brightly, reflecting the dappled sunlight. This sword that had been silent for many years The sharp weapon is now seeing the light of day again.Tong Jingyu felt the familiar strength and majesty coming from his shoulders, and the sword held in his hand seemed to add weight. With his lowered head, he couldn't see the emperor's expression clearly, and remained silent for a long time until the golden dragon boots disappeared from his eyes.

Tong Jingyu stood up silently, looking at Jia Rui who was walking away in front of him, his back was so tall and straight, but in his eyes, he seemed a little lonely supporting himself, Tong Jingyu hurried to catch up, and followed Jia Rui back to the front of the people. talk.

Seeing the emperor returning from admiring the flowers, Wu De leaned forward to wait on him. Jia Rui squeezed Wu De's cheek without avoiding others, "Well, you are still welcome, I am very satisfied." Jia Rui twisted his fingers, as if sighing Said.The sun was getting darker, and Jiarui didn't delay anymore. Before Huimin Fengjia returned to the palace and drove away, Tong Jingyu watched the bright yellow emperor's chariot turn around the glazed tile wall, and couldn't help but grasp the sword in his hand. The scabbard was inscribed with The totem of the Yin Kingdom is in the palm of the hand.

The sky is getting brighter, and the early cicadas are singing summer songs in the painted willows around the embankment of Beihai Lake.Golden wheat ears on the mantle rope, silver garlic strips on the curtain hook, it seems that there is a breeze leaking, which makes the curtain move lightly.Qinglian is not a sleepy person, the habit of waking up early for many years made him already groomed at this time, and after Wang Li finished serving, he asked to leave to take care of the whole Lantai, leaving Qinglian alone in the house.

Qinglian lingered in front of the treasure pavilion, still lingering on the embroidered screen with Lan characters. The pearly light in the room could not be discerned clearly under the morning light leaking through the windows.Since Qinglian didn't tie her hair up in Tong's Mansion, she lived here for a long time due to illness in the palace.