Huaibi

Ping Huaizhen seldom got angry with Li Qingjue, even if he was unhappy, it was only for a moment.

This time, he was angry for a long time, which made him worry all day long, thinking of Li Qingjue's pretended indifference, he could not sleep at night. I dare not doze off for half a minute.

However, in the evening of the next day, Ping Huaizhen's anger disappeared.

There is only one Li Qingjue in the world, and to him, he has a lot of weight, and he can't always get angry with himself.

Ping Huaizhen frowned and sighed, when the moon was floating in the clouds, he changed his clothes and left the palace to go to Li's Mansion in the capital.

There was a rain in the afternoon, and it was not yet the season of downpour in midsummer, but there were still a few soft and delicate traces of spring rain.After the rain, the sky was red at dusk, and Li Qingjue didn't have much dinner, so he leaned on the pavilion to look at the sky and was distracted. Looking at it, he saw the clouds gathering the sunset glow, slowly supporting the moon.

The courtyard under the moon was as quiet as if there was no one there, he blended in with the scenery, and when he closed his eyes, it seemed that he had returned to many years ago. In this corner of the courtyard, Ping Huaizhen pushed him under the tree and smiled: "One day, I want this The whole world knows."

Li Qingjue slowly curved his lips into a slight smile.

Opening his eyes again, there was a figure of a person standing far away from the entrance of the courtyard, dressed in ordinary clothes without a dragon crown on the top, the hem of the clothes was lightly rippling, and he had just rushed here without stopping.Ping Huaizhen walked through the corridors and courtyards, no one stopped him, so he did not cover up, I am afraid that he really wanted to show it to the world.

Li Qingjue didn't know how sweet and how bitter his heart was, but at that moment his thoughts surged wildly, and he wanted to get up to meet him, but he only slowed down after taking two steps.He was warning at every step, as if he could step on the vast smoke and dust that destroyed the country, he walked out of the pavilion along the steps, looked at Ping Huaizhen from a distance, paused for a long time, and turned back to the dormitory.

Ping Huaizhen frowned and couldn't catch up, when he got to the corridor, the door was already closed from inside, Li Qingjue closed the door to thank the guests, more alienated than last night.Going out of the palace this time was to comfort people, there was no reason to leave, he simply didn't leave, he just walked around to the window and knocked lightly to persuade him: "Qing Jue refuses to open the door, it's better to open the window."

There was no answer in the room, so he said again: "Why don't the girls in the academy see what the emperor looks like when he is punished to stand."

After finishing speaking, he really stopped at the base of the wall, regardless of when and who would pass by.

Li Qingjue was helpless, so he hesitated before going out.Ping Huaizhen faintly listened to the sound of the foot and smiled heartily, went back to the door and waited, but after the people in the room finally opened the cold door, he stepped out and said: "The emperor doesn't want to go back to the palace, You can rest here, I sleep in the study."

He has never been so neglected for so many years, and it is really hard for Ping Huaizhen to understand how he "offended" this always gentle person.

He ordered Qin Tianjian to change his order and find folk women to act in the show. When Emperor Hongxuan and Empress Zhaoxian were there, he was extremely cautious and difficult in every move, all of which were to keep the promise he made when he was young, but he wanted to be single-minded.

Now that the late Emperor and the Empress Dowager are gone, he has no burden of disobedience or filial piety, and he doesn't even have to show anyone the play. The holy intention is to make Li Qingjue more for himself. Splash cold water on your head faster than anyone else.

Ping Huaizhen stopped him a few steps forward, his patience gradually lost, and he asked directly: "Could it be possible that I will welcome Xuan Yuxue into the palace so that I can have a concubine? Others don't know, and neither do you?"

Li Qingjue was full of dull pain, suppressed the disappointment in his eyes for a long time, raised his head and replied: "The emperor should not welcome Xuan Yuxue."

"Who should it be?"

Li Qingjue remained silent.

Ping Huaizhen answered for him: "You should know best, I don't want others in this world."

The sudden accusation made Li Qingjue tremble all over, and his eyes were red with drooping eyes.Ping Huaizhen seldom argued with him in the past, even if he disagreed, he mostly gave in and persuaded him with nice words, but now he suddenly claims to be powerful, just to let him know that he is determined.

If Li Qingjue is just Li Qingjue, he doesn't know how to be happy.

The night wind from the corridor brought the smell of grass dew after the rain, and Li Qingjue was awakened by the blow. He waved his head and took three steps back, saluted him and left.

Ping Huaizhen felt an unknown fire in his chest, whether he was going to stay or not, he stayed in the porch most of the night, looking at the quiet window of the study on the other side of the courtyard, which was always brightly lit.

The next night, it still went as before.

It was useless for Li Qingjue to obstruct him, so he locked himself in the study for two nights, his thoughts were chaotic, and his heart almost softened, until the morning of the third day, he woke up again like a dream.

That day, the morning sun was like fire, and the dazzling golden light shone directly on the high pavilion hall, as if thousands of pairs of sharp human eyes were behind them, staring at everyone who was going to court like a light on their backs.Under the bright light, the courtiers frowned solemnly, as if they had made a private appointment earlier, not discussing political affairs but asking the emperor to make a queen.After the remonstrance, all the ministers were unattached, and they bowed their backs to His Highness Qianqing and knelt down together.

Li Qingjue stood in it, watching silently with Ping Huaizhen, his eyes were full of mockery, mocking others.

It was at this time that the words of Israel serving the emperor were no longer just code words. Although he dared not teach the emperor to hear them, they often fell into Li Qingjue's ears intentionally or unintentionally in the office.There were even people who didn't know where they got the news that the Emperor Dao lost his dignity and stayed in the mansion of the courtiers outside the palace every night, which is really absurd.

Since ancient times, all the troubles and disasters have been confidante, why the ancestors were not open-eyed, showing a sycophantic masculinity.

Li Qingjue ignored the rumors like this, but he didn't listen to the foul language that was even harder to hear. He came to meet the director in the morning, and returned home alone in the evening. himself.

However, no matter how indifferent he was, it was not that he had nothing to think about.

After the morning of that day, all the ministers took turns to step into the imperial study room, and asked Emperor Yanshou to accept the harem, and to choose a worthy queen, without exception, they were all driven out by sneering words.

Li Qingjue knew very well that there were many people with selfish desires among them, and the women in the family were at a good age, so wouldn't he seize the opportunity and become a royal relative?But other than that, most of them are still worried about the country.It's not that he doesn't know his loyalty, it's just that it's too heartless to put him in this embarrassing posture.

He and Ping Huaizhen had been having an unpleasant quarrel for a few days, and he still didn't know what to do next, he didn't know how to put his beak, and he was even more unwilling to put his beak.

But this was the case, but Zhao Keyang sent another letter.

During the two days, there was an endless stream of people coming to the imperial study room, which was unusually lively, which already made Ping Huaizhen unbearably disturbed. He was obviously not old enough to be confused, but he asked coldly, "Ai Qing thinks that I am getting old, and I am in a hurry. Worry about the Dragon Heir for me."

The officials who heard the words were extremely frightened, and after the anxiety receded, they got a decree: no one is allowed to have an audience until it is passed on.

All the ministers are at their end of the road, but Zhao Keyang knows that there are still people who cannot stop the emperor's will.

Over the years, as an insider, Zhao Keyang understood Li Qingjue very well, and he understood that the word "criticism" could not sway him, and he had to "have no successor, and a good death is rare" to teach him not to stay out of the matter.

Li Qingjue pinched the letter paper, stared at the words with downcast eyes, and thought with a smile how cruel Zhao Keyang really was.

After laughing, pack up the post and see you in the palace.

The imperial study room failed to stop him, and Li Qingjue knelt down in Ping Huaizhen's surprised eyes: "The Fengyi Palace has been empty for a long time, and I ask the emperor to choose a worthy queen."

Ping Huaizhen looked at him, his eyes were howling like the wind, and his fury swept through him, it took him a long time to finally calm down, the pen holder in his hand was slamming the rice paper vigorously, the hairs had already been damaged.

"Can you say that again."

"The emperor please stand up."

Ping Huaizhen put down the pen heavily, and walked out with a flick of his sleeves.

Li Qingjue knelt alone in the room, got up after a long time, and walked out of the palace without any disturbance when he came.

At the time when Beijing was at its most crowded, vendors and tourists rushed side by side to the daytime market in late spring and early summer. Li Qingjue walked through the streets of Dongning from end to end, suddenly recalling the past.

At that time the prince was still young, and occasionally showed his naughty temper, and secretly went out of the palace with him to have fun. There were no precious delicacies in the palace, so he insisted on tasting all the small snacks on the street one by one, and finally bought a package of peach blossom candies, including Putting it in his arms, he said, "Jinyi is as sweet as this peach blossom candy."

He frowned nervously with the candy in his pocket, looking left and right from time to time, afraid that the palace people would follow, and also afraid that the palace people would not follow.

A few years later, the two of them gradually became teenagers, and they had long since given up eating that greasy candy, but Ping Huaizhen would still play with him from time to time, whispering in each other's ears when they were making out: "Jin Yi is sweeter than peach blossom candy." .”

Until now, he can't remember the feeling clearly.

The sugar shop on the street has not been changed for many years, and there are many children in front of the shop. Li Qingjue watched it from a distance for a while, but did not go closer.

When he returned to the mansion just before You, he skipped dinner, dismissed the servants in the courtyard, found two altars of sake made from peach blossoms alone, and drank with the shadows of sparse trees.

I don't know when he became drunk, a person from the courtyard rushed into the pavilion and snatched the warm jade wine cup that he was holding on to.

Li Qingjue vaguely raised his eyes and saw his nephew's eyebrows, and smiled and pulled him to sit beside him: "Would Ruining want to try peach blossom wine? Everything made of peach blossom in this world is sweet."

Li Ruining was very worried about it, picked up his sleeve and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, remembering that Ping Huaizhen had told him that Li Qingjue was born drunk and would get hot easily, and he needed to be taken care of, so he said helplessly: "Uncle, don't drink any more, if Teach Uncle Lang what to do in a hurry."

The drunkenness in Li Qingjue's eyes froze for a moment, and when he heard the voice of "Uncle Lang", he bit the word "Yu Lang" lightly in his mouth.

Li Ruining couldn't hear clearly, and when he was in doubt, he saw him raise his hand, pointing to the tall trees in the courtyard and talking to himself: "Your Uncle Lang used to come here a lot... He used to be the prince, and he was with me day and night, and his love is better than siblings. Others can only envy... Now that he is the emperor and I am a minister, he must not come again easily, and I must not go close easily..."

"Uncle is drunk."

"If you're not drunk, maybe you complain?" Li Qingjue withdrew his hand, still looking at that place, "He wants to let the world know, but I can't. Not good? After dozens of years of bloodbath, every step of the way, for the sake of the sky and the earth that those people talk about, even the He family went in, is there any fault? If it is wrong, where is the fault?"

Li Ruining was dumbfounded by the question, looking at Li Qingjue's red eyes, he had nothing to say.

"I advise him to stand up as a queen, like cutting out a heart with a knife, one sentence, one word, one knife... I am not a plant, don't I know pain? If I can, I am willing to be a courtier for a lifetime. There is only me here... I lost the name of 'He Jinyi', and lived in this world with nothing to do. In the past, I enjoyed endless glory and wealth, and in the back, I was desolate and miserable, suffering in loneliness. The only thing that remained unchanged was my sincerity for him. It was he who said that he was the one with me first, and I kept it in mind and took all his actions into consideration... Am I crazy and stupid to persuade her to become a queen? I have long... had no energy left to be a good minister..."

Those eyes became more and more red, but they were still as stubborn as before, and they were not foggy.

Li Ruining looked at him, and in his memory, he had never seen Li Qingjue like this, let alone heard him complain so far, as if he could endure the pain all the way alone.

It's rare to vent like this, which is not bad.

Li Ruining didn't persuade, and stayed by silently, no matter how much Li Qingjue had to say tonight, he just listened carefully.

But Li Qingjue seemed to have nothing more to say, his drunken eyes stared into the distance, and after a long time, he only smiled lightly: "Oh, in the end, I can't even keep a single-minded person..."

Then the whole courtyard was silent.