Clan House

Regarding the relationship between the two, Rao knew that Song Yi would deny it, but Zhu Qiyou still felt very uncomfortable after hearing what he said in the hall.He knew he was not a gentleman, but his behavior was always frank, and he believed that he had nothing to say to others.It happened that he was frank and frank about this matter, but Song Yi covered it tightly, as if he was so shameless.

Zhu Qiyou asked for leave for a few days, and took the child out of the palace to live at home.Marquis Yongding had heard about the disputes in court, and wanted to say a few words of concern to his son, but the father and son were always strangers, so he didn't know where to start.Being so bored, Zhu Qiyou was awkward for a few days alone outside the palace. Seeing that Song Yi didn't come to coax him, he silently canceled his leave and returned to the palace.

Zhu Qiyou returned to Yanqing Palace, and saw that the palace people behaved as usual in front of him, and it seemed that no one knew about what happened in the court that day.In the middle of the court, Yan Guan's family also changed their targets, and no one was holding on to what happened that day.The Son of Heaven likes the south wind, so such a big matter was subtly uncovered.

In Yanqing Palace, the palace people are busy and preparing for another event.

Song Yi was still young when he came to the throne, and the mausoleum was built early.His mausoleum was planned relatively simple, and it was built intermittently for many years to catch up with the wars in previous years, and now it is finally completed.After succeeding to the throne, Song Yi did not leave Beijing for many years. He had long wanted to tour the south, so he simply took the opportunity of inspecting the mausoleum to leave the palace.

As the commander of the imperial army, Zhu Qiyou was naturally arranged in the southern tour team, almost following Luanjia closely to protect the safety of the emperor.This task sounds simple, but it needs to be carefully arranged.Zhu Qiyou took over the burden and immediately got busy, forgetting to get angry with Song Yi.The two were busy with government affairs, and when they met at night they were already exhausted, and their tenderness was less than before.For a few days, Zhu Qiyou was too busy, so he didn't go back to Zhaohui Hall, and just stayed in the guard room to rest.

After they hit the road, the chances for the two to meet each other increased.As a commander, Zhu Qiyou was almost by Song Yi's side.When going out, the rules of the monarch and his ministers are simplified, and the distance is closer as before.Zhu Qiyou's relationship with the emperor was closer, and in the eyes of others, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

While on the road, Zhu Qiyou rode a horse to guard the emperor's carriage.It was early spring, and he wore thin clothes for the coolness, but he watched the cloudy clouds drifting from the sky, and soon there was cold rain.In order to arrive at the post station earlier to rest, Zhu Qiyou ordered the team to speed up the pace of progress.He estimated the distance in his mind, and it would take about an hour to reach the post in front, and he hoped that he hadn't caught the wind and cold by then.

Zhu Qiyou looked into the distance, thinking tremblingly, when Wang Yu called him suddenly: "Lord Zhu, Your Majesty, please get in the car and talk."

After the frame stopped for a while, Zhu Qiyou got off the horse and got on the car, and when he opened the curtain, he felt warm.Except for the emperor, only Wang Yu was left in the car to serve.As soon as Zhu Qiyou entered, Wang Yu put a black cloak embroidered with dragons on Zhu Qiyou's shoulders.Song Yi beckoned, and Zhu Qiyou sat down beside him.Wang Yu served hot tea again and warmed Zhu Qiyou's hands.

Song Yi didn't wear ordinary clothes again this day, only a crimson Taoist robe.He was half leaning on the cushion, with two open booklets scattered around him, presumably before Zhu Qiyou waited for the car, he was still dealing with official business.During this period of time, the boats and vehicles were exhausted, and the arrangements along the way were very tight, which made Song Yi tired a lot.He didn't get enough rest the night before, and his eyes were black and blue.

Seeing him tired, Zhu Qiyou also felt guilty when he thought of his rudeness the night before.He let go of the teacup, put one hand around Song Yi's waist, and asked him while biting his ear, "Did you miss me?"

Song Yi leaned on the man's shoulder and said "hmm": "It's cold outside, I see that you don't wear much when you go out in the morning, and you should sit in the car for a while longer."

"It's not good to stay for too long," Zhu Qiyou said, "Let people see you again."

"They should know, they already knew," Song Yi grabbed the man's wrist, and gently stroked his artery with his fingertips, "I won't care anymore."

Zhu Qiyou turned his head and looked at Song Yi with a little surprise, wondering how he could reach such a tacit understanding with the courtiers.

Song Yi couldn't help laughing, and patted the back of Zhu Qiyou's hand lightly: "Don't worry so much, I won't let you suffer."

After seeing the mausoleum, Luanjia stopped at the Li Palace to rest.The emperor was able to take a breather, dressed lightly, and took Zhu Qiyou out to visit the mountains and rivers. "Have you never seen your own mausoleum?" Song Yi seemed to have a sudden interest, "We can go for a stroll."

Zhu Qiyou was quite helpless, he was not dead yet, so he really had no interest in visiting his tomb.He saw that Song Yi was very excited, so he didn't refuse. He changed into a light military robe and followed Song Yi to leave the other palace.

Zhu Qiyou walked side by side with the emperor, and the guards were greeted and followed slowly.

Song Yi naturally didn't know the way. They rode their horses along the pipeline and stopped when they encountered a fork in the road.Then a guard stepped forward to lead the way, Zhu Qiyou accompanied Song Yi, and followed the guard for a while, only to feel that the scenery was getting more and more desolate, and he felt something was wrong.He moved closer to Song Yi, loosened the reins, and touched the long sword at his waist.

Seeing that he was nervous, Song Yi smiled slyly.Seeing him laughing like this, Zhu Qiyou let go of his nervousness, but felt even more strange. "Couldn't he have built a grave for me at the mass grave?" The former prince Zhu Qiyou thought.

Zhu Qiyou's suspicion didn't last long, and another manor appeared before his eyes.Xu Shi had been beaten by Song Yiken too many times, and Zhu Qiyou shuddered reflexively.He looked at Song Yi defensively: "Could there be a knife-axe ambushed inside, or someone holding a sack and trying to hit me with a sap. You have been keeping yourself safe lately, Your Majesty!"

Knowing that he was joking, Song Yi raised his horsewhip cooperatively and hit the man's arm with the tip of the whip. "There are no knives, no sacks of bricks. You go in and see if you like it."

Only then did Zhu Qiyou realize that Song Yi was just looking for an excuse, and didn't really want to see his grave.

Looking carefully at it, Zhu Qiyou found that the manor was not big, and the landscape and gardens were rather rough, but it was better in the shady trees and vigorous ancient trees.There are a few thatched huts scattered along the stream, with thick fruit trees in front of the huts and a fish pond behind the huts, which obviously looks like a village.This place is far away from the world, and there is no hustle and bustle of government affairs. If you bring Xiao Kong with you, you will be secluded in the forest with your lovely wife and pets, so free and comfortable.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, Zhu Qiyou knew that Song Yi had given him a surprise, so he naturally liked it very much.It's just that this place is a bit far away from the capital, so there is no way to visit here often, and Song Yi is the emperor, so it is impossible for him to visit the mausoleum every year.

He had a guess in his heart, but he didn't feel it was true, so he didn't dare to ask.

Zhu Qiyou dismounted first, then turned around and helped Song Yi dismount.

The young emperor tore off the tie, took off the hat and handed it to Wang Yu behind him.He clasped Zhu Qiyou's forearm, maintaining the posture of supporting him just now, the sunlight hit his forehead through the leaves, and the dark clothes made his skin white as snow.Song Yi's voice was very low, only maintaining the volume that two people could hear, but the words he said were like brand marks, every word hit Zhu Qiyou's heart.

"Since I am determined to make good friends with you, I am destined to have no children in this life. Now that the courtiers have acquiesced in the relationship between the two of us, they will no longer urge me to accept the concubine. Over the years, I have been deliberately cultivating Jing Ye, that child He is also very attentive to his homework, but he is always holding on to his temperament, and his performance is a bit too aggressive. He is still young, and I didn't intend to make a conclusion so early, so I wanted to observe it for a few years and then take a look. Waiting for me to stand up, it will be convenient There will be ministers who will write a letter requesting that the son of the clan be appointed as the heir. At that time, whether it is Li Jingye as the heir or a son of good conduct selected from the clan, the position of crown prince will be determined. In this way, a few years will pass, and when the heir If I can be alone, I should let go and rest. At that time, we will be a couple of reclusive idlers among the green mountains and green waters?"

Zhu Qiyou's heart was surging, and he felt that the forearm held by Song Yi couldn't help but feel hot.He bowed and hugged the person horizontally, intending to personally answer the other person's question.A group of attendants were not surprised, and stood quietly in the distance to protect safety.

Zhu Qiyou approached the hut and kicked open the seemingly solid door.However, although the servants are not gorgeous, they are also clean and elegant.Thinking about it, Song Yi was used to rich clothes and good food, so he didn't intend to seriously live the life of a farmer.Zhu Qiyou saw that the room was tidy and furnished with great care, but he couldn't bear to mess it up, so he just sat on the bed with the person in his arms.

Zhu Qiyou held Song Yi's face, kissed him lightly and heavily on the lips for a long time.He buried his head into the young man's shoulders and neck, his arms tightly wrapped around him, wishing he could squeeze someone into his body.

"Have you been preparing for this recently?"

Zhu Qiyou asked vaguely, his voice wafting in Song Yi's ears.However, Song Yi still heard it clearly, and he never liked to twitch, and expressed his thoughts directly: "Not only have I been preparing, this southern tour, I made a special trip to bring you to see it."

"Don't want to see your mausoleum?"

"It's just a coffin for a dead person. There's nothing to see. Besides, I don't really live in it." Song Yi smiled, met Zhu Qiyou's suspicious gaze, raised his head and kissed his eyelashes, "Prince Wu Yi stood up and said, Tomb, I, the Son of Heaven, can naturally set up a tomb. This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and I will die here in the future. If anyone goes first, how about being buried here?"

Zhu Qiyou stared blankly at Song Yi, forgetting to speak for a moment.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence." Song Yi pulled the man's arm and leaned halfway in front of him, "Don't be angry with me, the world's evaluation is a false name after all, we were born with the same quilt, and died with the same acupuncture point. It’s about being together for real.”