Self-cultivation after the cannon fodder

"A-Ning, are you sure?"

Zhu Xiuyong's eyes were full of disapproval.He turned to Concubine Lu Gui: "Has such a big event not been pre-arranged before? How could there be such a mistake?"

Concubine Lu Gui bowed to Zong Qihao: "Everything is the fault of my concubine, please punish me by Your Majesty."

"It's not a big deal, don't do it again next time." Zong Qihao, who had been aggrieved for a long time, finally had a good time, "A Ning, just follow me these days."

"Brother," Zhu Sining lowered his voice and tugged at Zhu Xiuyong's sleeve, "Don't be angry, it's because I didn't confirm the plan that I didn't have a place to live, I'll find you when you're done .”

"It's not a question of whether I'm busy or not," Zhu Xiuyong said, "I just hope you..."

He didn't finish his sentence, Zhu Sining already knew what he meant.

Zhu Xiuyong has always hoped to take Zhu Sining out of the capital together, even though Zhu Sining entered the palace, he still didn't want to stop there.

Concubine Lu Gui slightly turned her head and watched this scene.

Sure enough, Zhu Xiuyong had a lot of opinions on Zong Qihao, and he didn't intend to hide it in front of him.It seems that the Zhu family is also reluctant about this marriage, and it was only because of the situation that they sent Zhu Sining into the palace.

"Is there no other business for the imperial concubine?" Zong Qihao didn't intend to let Concubine Lu Gui continue to watch the joke, even though Concubine Lu Gui would not leak it at will, what Zhu Xiuyong did made him feel a little bit off.

But fortunately, Zhu Sining finally agreed to save his last bit of face.

On the matter of admitting that he "likes himself", Zhu Sining will always be straightforward and will not disappoint him.

After returning to the big tent, Zong Qihao wanted to approve some important memorials first. Zhu Sining walked around the tent, but found nothing to do, so he sat for a while. Pulled off his sleeves and prepared to go out.

"Where is Aning going?"

Zong Qihao seemed to have eyes on the top of his head, and he moved his pen like a fly without looking up, but just happened to make a sound when Zhu Sining stepped by the door.

"Go sit outside, it's a bit boring."

When Zong Qihao raised his eyes, he realized that the curtain in the tent was only a gap, and there were a lot of things placed by the window. After all, the roof of the tent was not high enough. It is normal for Zhu Sining to feel bored after sitting for a long time.

"It's getting dark, I seem to hear someone singing." Zhu Sining was a little curious, "I want to go and see."

"Sing?"

Zong Qihao put down his pen, only to realize that it was completely dark, and he could faintly hear some voices coming through his tent.

Of course there was singing, and as for the other music, Zhu Sining heard it right.

The open space closest to Zong Qihao's tent was fully utilized after dark. Many thoughtful men and women gathered here to show off their talents. Even if they couldn't attract Zong Qihao, they could find a suitable Not bad.

Zong Qihao still remembered that in his last life, he just finished processing the memorials and happened to go out for a walk when he had nothing to do, and then met Xiao Yiming.

After the elegant young man in white on the stage played a song, everyone's eyes were on him, praising him constantly, but he just smiled, showing humility.

At that time, Zong Qihao was alone, and he was easily attracted by Xiao Yiming. Now, there is Zhu Sining by his side.

After the performance, Zhu Sining applauded enthusiastically along with the others.

"Lord Xiao is so powerful, it sounds very nice." Zhu Sining turned to Zong Qihao and said, "Your Majesty, do you think so too?"

Zong Qihao missed his eyes, did not look at the young man in white, and focused on Zhu Sining beside him.

"Ah Ning thinks it sounds good?"

"Isn't it nice?" Zhu Sining asked back. As the protagonist, Xiao Yiming's talent is naturally extremely high. No matter where he goes, as long as he shows his hands a little, he can attract everyone's amazement.

Zong Qihao nodded: "Of course it sounds good, but it's not a question of whether it sounds good or not. This is not a competition." The purpose at the beginning was not pure, no matter how good it sounds, it's useless.

Zhu Sining recalled the plot, immediately went on the road, and began to praise Xiao Yiming: "That's right, no one here is an opponent of Mr. Xiao, and it really is not afraid of overwhelming the audience with skills."

"A-Ning thinks..." Zong Qihao was about to continue talking when he saw Xiao Yiming walking down from the stage. As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, the other people on the stage woke up like a dream and walked away from the artistic conception of Xiao Yiming's peerless piano music. When he came out, he found Zong Qihao and Zhu Sining coming.

Zong Qihao waved his hand and directly called people up: "There is no need to salute, since it is time to have fun and relax, there is no need to stick to etiquette."

Xiao Yiming nodded in agreement, and smiled at Zhu Sining.

Reciprocating courtesy, Zhu Sining also smiled at him.

Before he finished laughing, Zong Qihao appeared in front of him.

"A-Ning," Zong Qihao pulled Zhu Sining forward, "Didn't you say you want to take a look? What are you doing standing there?"

"Slow down, Your Majesty."

Zhu Sining was not a diligent exerciser in the first place. Without tasks, the original exercise plan was shelved. However, Zhu Sining never stopped the supporting foot baths and medicinal baths.

Originally, Zhu Sining didn't like to walk far, and when he walked too far, he couldn't stand it and wanted to find a place to sit. After he started soaking his feet, he became more sore and limp, not very agile.

With Zong Qihao present, the atmosphere on the stage became much colder. Many people had planned well to behave when Zong Qihao came. And Zong Qihao came up with hands and feet when he asked for his name, he stuttered and answered randomly, his expression seemed to be sleepwalking.

In contrast, Xiao Yiming's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and his answers were fluent and meaningful, so he shouldn't stand out too much.

"Master Xiao is really strong, so I said that the others are not as good as him." Zhu Sining and Zong Qihao whispered, "There are so many people here, but Master Xiao is the best."

They are all dramas that have been seen once in the previous life. Zong Qihao actually didn't really want to do it again, but he thought that Zhu Sining hadn't come with him in the previous life, and he seemed very interested in these, so he did it again.

It's just that no matter how his question changes, Xiao Yiming always handles it properly.

And the more questions Xiao Yiming could answer, the more Zhu Sining praised him.

The longer Zong Qihao stayed, the more panicked he felt at a loss.

In this life, Zhu Sining no longer harbors hostility towards Xiao Yiming, but has been inexplicably adored instead.Although it was certain that Zhu Sining had no such intentions towards Xiao Yiming, what if?In the previous life, I was uncontrollably trapped in it, Zhu Sining was too innocent, I am afraid that he would be lured away by the other party after a few meetings.

With Xiao Yiming around, Zong Qihao didn't want to stay for a long time anyway, after Zhu Sining had probably seen it, he dragged him and wanted to leave.

"The hunting will start tomorrow morning," Zong Qihao scanned around, and passed on the faces of a few obviously indulgent aristocratic children, as a slight warning, "there will be foreign envoys coming, please don't be too proud If you underestimate it, you will lose face and fall off the horse tomorrow on the court."

"A'Ning, let's go." Zong Qihao slowed down, "It's getting late, it's better to rest earlier."

"Your Majesty," Zhu Sining followed Zong Qihao, and the two walked back slowly, "Do you think they are noisy?"

"How to say?"

"I think you don't seem very happy." But it makes sense when you think about it, Zong Qihao only has Xiao Yiming in his eyes, so the others are naturally not as skilled as others and have to forcefully make noise.

"Am I not happy?"

Zong Qihao stopped walking.

"A little bit." Zhu Sining glanced at the overlapping shadows of the two on the ground, "It looks a little impatient."

Knowing the result a long time ago, he had to go through it again, and the other party was still Xiao Yiming, so Zong Qihao inevitably felt a little emotional.

"A'Ning..." Zong Qihao's lips moved, and he turned his head to look at Zhu Sining.

It seems that even Zhu Sining didn't realize that he could always perceive Zong Qihao's emotions very quickly, even if the conclusion he finally drew was completely different from the real reason.

Zhu Sining was still walking with his head down, looking at the ground carefully. He walked slowly, taking every step carefully, and he was still chattering.

"I know that only Mr. Xiao is the best, but the performance of the others is actually pretty good. Maybe it's because I'm not good enough, so I think it's pretty good..."

Zong Qihao suddenly stretched out his hand and squeezed Zhu Sining's face.

One cheek was pinched by Zong Qihao, Zhu Sining was forced to stop, squinting at Zong Qihao: "Huh? What are you doing, Your Majesty? Sneak attack?"

"Because I can't touch my head, I had to pinch my face."

"This is not a reason for you to pinch your face."

Zhu Sining turned his head abruptly and shook off Zong Qihao's hand: "I'm going to be angry."

"Then give birth to you."

Zong Qihao laughed, Zhu Sining was calm and lasted for a quarter of an hour at most.However, if he was asked to praise others, because of his lack of vocabulary, he would have to take a long time to organize his words. From the perspective of the length of time, it would be more cost-effective to make Zhu Sining angry.

"Then I won't give birth," Zhu Sining deliberately contradicted Zong Qihao, "I have to rely on His Majesty to have a place to live tonight. If I annoy His Majesty, why don't I go to sleep in the open air?"

"It makes sense, so Ah Ning should be more careful and don't annoy me." Zong Qihao followed Zhu Sining's words, "Although the weather is getting hotter, the hunting ground is still very cold at night. When the time comes I can't sleep well at night, Ah Ning can't get up again in the morning, it seems that I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Stingy." Zhu Sining snorted, and quickly thought of a countermeasure, "Even if His Majesty doesn't take me in, I can still go to my elder brother, and he will definitely not dislike me."

The two walked while arguing, and when they got back to the tent, Zong Qihao came over with a small medicine box.

"Ah Ning, reach out."

"What are you doing? Shaking hands and begging for peace?"

"Yes, bring it quickly." As soon as the words fell, Zong Qihao took Zhu Sining's hand and spread it out for a closer look, "No barbs?"

There are a few thin red marks on the palm, but there is no bleeding.

Zhu Sining: "No, it doesn't hurt."

"It's fine."

Zong Qihao was sitting comfortably, Zhu Xiuyong didn't care, but before Zhu Sining directly pressed his hand on the armrest, Zhu Xiuyong was only worried about Zhu Sining's feet, so I'm afraid he didn't notice this.

Zong Qihao put away the medicine box, looked back and saw that Zhu Sining had consciously taken off his shoes, rolled up his trousers carefully, carefully tested the water temperature with his toes, and took a breath before putting his feet into the barrel when he felt it was right.

Originally, Zhu Sining didn't like to walk very much, sometimes he would trip over himself easily, but Zhu Xiuyong still made an exercise plan for him according to Zhu Sining's request, and successfully made Zhu Sining run smoothly to a certain extent stand up.

There was also a prescription for Zhu Sining to use, but now the imperial hospital has inserted a bar, which made the effect of the medicine more violent, and now Zhu Sining walks more slowly than before, Zong Qihao doesn't think Zhu Xiuyong can't see the difference.

——Otherwise, he wouldn't have hurriedly called the guards to find a chair, and insisted on taking him back.

It was probably to interrogate Zhu Sining and check his injuries. In a word, Zhu Xiuyong was always wary of Zong Qihao, and he was worried about putting Zhu Sining by Zong Qihao's side.

Zhu Si Ning's injury is troublesome or not. There are a lot of people around him to take care of her, so she doesn't need to move around too much. As long as she pays attention to it in daily life, it is not inconvenient.However, he is the second son of Qin-Wangfu, who has practiced martial arts for generations and participated in the war. Such injuries doom him to always move slower than others, which is enough to kill him on the battlefield.

Zhu Guang finally let go and agreed to the marriage contract, probably thinking that this is the best way to arrange for his youngest son.Zhu Sining will not intrigue, let alone become an official in the court.Living in the palace, although his father and brother are far away in the border, as long as Zhu Sining does not make any serious mistakes, Zong Qihao will not think about touching him, and will treat him with good food and drink.

The more Zong Qihao thought back, he felt that the more things he missed in his previous life, the more difficult it was for him to face Zhu Sining directly, but the other party's attitude towards him was always the same, and he couldn't avoid it completely.

"Aning..."

Zong Qihao let out a low sigh.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?" Zhu Sining turned his head to look at him.

"It's nothing." Zong Qihao helped Zhu Sining tidy up the loose hair on his sideburns.In the past, Zhu Si Ning had a faint scent of grass and woods on his body, and he thought it smelled strange, but now that he thinks about it, it must have been soaked in the medicine pot.

There is no gauze curtain around the bed, only a screen separating the inside and outside.Zong Qihao asked people to leave a few candles for lighting, while Zhu Sining seriously knelt down on the bed, aligning the corner of the bed with the corner of the quilt.

Zong Qihao waited for him to make the bed before lying down. This bed was not as big as the one in the palace, and there was only one quilt. The two could touch each other with a slight movement.

Although I have slept in the same bed many times, it was the first time that Zhu Sining felt crowded.

It felt a bit awkward, but thinking that he was taken in by Zong Qihao kindly, Zhu Sining had no choice but to shrink his hands and feet and try not to collide with him.

Zong Qihao slept lightly, he knew Zhu Sining's movements as soon as he made a move, so he endured it for a long time, opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Sining.

"Cough, Your Majesty, you haven't slept yet..." Zhu Sining awkwardly withdrew his hand trying to adjust his posture again.

Tonight he felt strange no matter how he lay down, he didn't know how to place his hands and feet, he was not as comfortable as usual.

Zong Qihao: "When I wake up tomorrow morning, there are still many ceremonies to do." In addition to the usual speeches and encouragements, as the emperor, the first prey must be from Zong Qihao. The best prey is a rare big beast. The faster the better.

Zhu Sining understood: "Yes, I disturbed His Majesty. I'm going to sleep now."

Tomorrow, Zhu Sining and Xiao Yiming will lose each other and let everyone know that he is a complete waste.Zong Qihao couldn't fall asleep when he thought of this.

In the previous life, Zhu Sining's hidden wounds were not healed, that's why he lost. In this life, although he is recuperating every day, he is still weak inside. If he is still stimulated by a word or two from others, he must play...

"Ah Ning, if you knew something would fail, would you still do it?"

This question, as soon as I heard it, I knew that I had encountered difficulties, so I hypothetically asked the opinions of friends around me.

Zong Qihao is in trouble, Zhu Sining must seize the opportunity to solve his problems and gain goodwill for him.

Maybe there was a twists and turns in the relationship between Xiao Yiming and Zong Qihao, that's why they tossed and turned in melancholy tonight and couldn't sleep.

Judging from the plot, Zong Qihao must have been moved and fell into the battle between heaven and man.

Rationally knowing that the other party is a talented young courtier with a bright future, he will naturally be surrounded by a group of followers; on the one hand, he is full of admiration, hoping that the other party will put all his attention on himself and not give others a little bit of selfishness, secretly wanting to Cut off the opponent's official career, so that he only sees himself from now on.

——What a favorite routine plot!

Zhu Sining immediately encouraged Zong Qihao based on his own experience of reading the scriptures: "How could your majesty fail? As long as you want to do it, you will succeed."

This is the eternal law of the protagonist.

"I'm asking Ah Ning." Zong Qihao felt that something was wrong.

Although Zhu Sining's thoughts often deviated from his expectations, he never answered questions that were not what he asked.

"Me? If it is something that will definitely fail, then I will definitely not do it, but sometimes, even if I know it will definitely fail, but I think it is necessary, then I will still do it. Because if I don't do it, I might regret it later..."

Zong Qihao was startled, and suddenly thought of his previous life.

The Zhu family's rebellion was doomed to fail, but Zhu Sining still had to do it. He knew that the hope was slim and it was almost impossible to realize it, but he still did it.

why?

Zong Qihao asked in a low voice: "Even if the price is my own life, don't you regret it?"

"I don't regret it, because what makes me want to fight for it at the cost of my life must be something very important. Even if it fails, the process must be meaningful. Even if it must fail, I will go Do."

Zong Qihao still had too little impression of Zhu Sining in his previous life. Zong Qihao couldn't imagine what would make Zhu Sining so resolute, and even the entire Zhu family was willing to support him.

This is no longer just a word of spoiling.

"Your Majesty," Zhu Sining carefully analyzed the reasons for his uncomfortable sleep, and tried to force himself to fall asleep. "In the future, you can't use the four corners of the quilt that are not aligned with the bed. It's not comfortable to cover..."

"Okay." Zong Qihao responded, groped for the embroidery pattern on the quilt and pulled the quilt up. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Zhu Sining's trousers hadn't been pulled up yet. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to pull it up for him.

The calf twitched slightly, and Zhu Sining turned over uncomfortably.

Zong Qihao paused, held his breath and squeezed Zhu Sining's calf.

"Your Majesty!" Zhu Sining couldn't help but sit up and glared at Zong Qihao, "Do you know how itchy it is? Didn't you say you were going to sleep?!"

"Okay, it's time to go to bed." Zong Qihao's depressed mood was finally relieved, he was still a little excited after lying down, and couldn't help hugging Zhu Sining, "Ah Ning, that's great."

"Hmm... Do you think my theory is great?" Zong Qihao didn't reply just now, and Zhu Sining didn't ask any more. Now that Zong Qihao had figured it out, he forced his consciousness, and then continued to encourage him.

Zong Qihao slowly closed his eyes.

No matter what, tomorrow he will never let Zhu Sining experience the same thing as in his previous life again.