Huaibi

When winter comes to Beijing, the road is covered with thin snow.

The morning stars were twinkling and hanging low in the sky. At this time, the morning light had not yet broken, and Li Qingjue had already closed his eyes and leaned in the car, staggering to go to the palace to attend the court.

From time to time, the cold wind gushed in from outside the curtain, blowing on the side of his neck like ice skates, making him completely tired, and he couldn't help pulling the blue brocade fur over his official uniform even tighter.

The brocade material under the palm is soft to the touch, and the fur is fine and warm, it looks plain and ordinary, as if you can find it everywhere in the market, but it is unique in nature. become.

There was such a suit in the past, when Li Qingjue was still young, he was gifted by the crown prince, the silver embroidered soft satin, which he loved very much, and he used it for many years.But that robe was too eye-catching, Li Qingjue is not He Jinyi now, it is not suitable for entering and exiting the office, so he had to hide it in the bottom of the cabinet, so as not to teach people to see the real body.

Afterwards, I randomly placed a few pieces, all because none of Ping Huai caught his eye, and was afraid that he would be frozen out, so he turned around and brought him the things he was wearing at the moment.If it weren't for his lackluster appearance, Li Qingjue really didn't know how to accept it. He also knew that it was the result of Ping Huaizhen's intentions, and he didn't want to make it public, so he did it deliberately.

But this fur robe is always recognized by someone. When he was a courtier for the first time, he wore this robe and walked in the palace. When he came across a servant girl in the court, he couldn't hide his astonishment, and looked up at him halfway.

At that time, I felt self-deprecating and unhappy, and I felt that I was chained, and I was suppressed every step of the way in the eyes of others.However, when I look back at the present, I don’t know where it was, it doesn’t matter much...

The inside of the robe was as warm as spring, Li Qingjue closed his eyes and fell asleep, and took a rest before the frame of the carriage reached the palace gate.

Li Qingjue was in a trance, his mind was blurred when he woke up, and he almost forgot the strange dream last night.

In the dream, the evening sun was not yet set, and the idlers on the Jingdao went home, and everything was as usual.He returned from the palace alone, and walked slowly all the way back to the mansion. When he entered the mansion, he didn't notice when the new character "Li" written on the plaque above the top of the house changed to the old name.

The old doorman smiled pleasantly: "The second young master is back."

Li Qingjue paused, turned around in astonishment, and was suddenly in front of the hall.Within a threshold of him, his parents, brothers and sisters-in-law were all present, happily talking about trivial matters at home.

His chest jumped suddenly, as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he moved forward impatiently, almost tripping over the high threshold.

The mother in the room leaned forward to support him, the tenderness between her brows taught him what he has not forgotten for many years, her voice was warm like the sun: "Slow down, why are you still as reckless as when you were young."

Li Qingjue stared at her intently, not daring to move his eyes for a long time, and let out a deep laugh for a long while.

With a smile, the dream is scattered and the person wakes up.

When I wake up, I feel lost, but it is difficult to remember what I dreamed, until I regain the picture at this moment.

Things have gone so long, Li Qingjuan thinks that his family no longer has the great sorrow of the past, and only feels sad and regretful. If the scene in the dream is true, it would be so fulfilling, but it will be difficult to achieve this wish in this lifetime...

The frame moved more and more slowly, and seemed to be approaching the palace gate.

Li Qingjue closed his eyes, calmed down and stopped thinking about it. After a while, he heard a low neighing sound from outside the curtain, and the servant who drove the car raised the curtain to greet him: "My lord, we're here."

"it is good."

Li Qingjue took off his fur robe and jumped off the carriage with his arm.

The cold wind came suddenly, and the servants beside him were wrapped in warm thick coats and couldn't bear it for him: "Your Excellency, you should go in your robes, how many steps do you have to walk to the temple, be careful that your bones will be damaged by the cold."

"It's okay, it's warm after a few steps. It's too impolite to wear a robe to enter the court." Li Qingjue smiled and shook his head, and said thoughtfully, "It's windy this morning, you wait for me in the car, you don't have to wait outside for a long time."

"Yes, thank you sir."

Not far away, the gate of the palace was opened, and courtiers were entering in twos and threes.

Li Qingjue straightened his clothes a bit, and walked forward, when he came across colleagues who made false claims with him on the road, he smiled back and walked with him for a few steps, discussing some important affairs and current affairs, leaving the snow on his shoes behind him.

After entering the Qianqing Palace, everyone stopped gossiping and returned to the ranks, and waited patiently for the emperor to come to the court before the time of Qi Dynasty.

The copper furnaces in the hall smoked their bodies very comfortably, and everyone who had been able to wake up on the way became confused again, and felt drowsy. After a while, they heard a loud singing from the back hall, and suddenly straightened their backs and opened their eyes. clear eyes.

The emperor arrived early, and the minister under the high hall was so anxious that he stepped on the clock and hurriedly trotted into the hall.

Ping Huaizhen didn't blame him at all, he didn't give half a glance to those embarrassed people, whenever he looked at them in the morning, Li Qingjue was always the first.And the person in the hall also looked up, met his eyes, and smiled happily.

Li Qingjue smiled and lowered his eyes, and followed Jiang Chang's voice to salute with the officials. After getting up, he quietly heard the others singing one after another. Everything he presented was meticulous, and he couldn't help but sigh for Ping Huaizhen. Don't worry about the paperwork.

Since this summer and winter, Ping Huaizhen has been busy for months, except for the period of three days and one dynasty, the two see each other less and less, even the prince once asked: why is the father so often missing.

Li Qingjue didn't know how busy Ping Huaizhen was, and when he got a good opportunity to ask, he didn't solve his confusion, and was always led by a few words.

I didn't take it seriously before, but Jue Ping Huaizhen is the king of a country, and it is normal to be involved in government affairs.It wasn't until now that he felt something, and suddenly realized that this person probably had something to hide.

Li Qingjue accidentally lost his mind, and his colleagues next to him didn't know when he would play. He just thought about asking Ping Huaizhen after the court was over.

Originally planned this way, how could I have imagined that the next moment, the emperor Gaozuo suddenly uttered a few words that shocked everyone in the hall.

"Since there is nothing to announce, I have something to tell all the ministers.

"At the beginning of the new year, I looked at the "Emperor's Training", saying, "Respect worthy ministers, be loyal and good". However, there is also a saying in the world, "a loyal minister through the ages is hard to be trusted".

"With this self-examination, I will benevolent and trustworthy for the king. I will see the truth and be loyal to the good. As for the old wrongful case, although the time has passed, but the redress will eventually come to light, I would like to return the name of the good minister to innocence.

"There is one unjust, false and wrong case during the Hongxuan period, which is the crime of He Bingrong, the minister of the former court. He Bingrong is a clean and honest official, with outstanding achievements, and a person of integrity. His loyalty can be learned from, and he should never be remembered in history as a traitor. Today, I avenge his grievances, rectify his position, posthumously confer He Bingrong Marquis of Wenzheng, posthumously posthumously posthumously posthumously posthumously posthumously posthumously confer the title of He Li's family on the second rank of Zheng, grant the precious land as a tomb, and set up an inscription to recite virtues."

All the officials were surprised when the words came out.

Sighs abounded, Li Qingjue in the hall seemed to be standing in a place where no one was around, everything around him was silent, only he stood alone in the open space, and gradually saw the clouds and smoke engulfing in front of him.In the misty sky, there are all kinds of living beings and elephants from the past few decades, and the images are mixed and disordered, and the fog becomes thicker... At a certain point, dazzling bright light pours down, the clouds clear and the fog clears, and the sun is shining.

The crackling sound in the hall never stopped, King Yu was the calmest before the steps, and he called "Long live" first.All the ministers woke up like a dream, hurriedly restrained their discussion, and followed him to worship the emperor.

Li Qingjue bowed down among the officials.

From then on, the grievances were all gone, but the He family was left innocent and open-minded.

In the winter of the eighth year of Yanshou, Li Qingjue resigned from office and left the imperial court, and moved south with his brother, sister-in-law, nephew and so on.

In the spring of the ninth year of Yanshou, Emperor Buyu was lying on the sick bed for a long time.

In the autumn of the same year, the emperor passed away, the prince ascended the throne, changed his reign name Mingyou, and Prince Yu was regent.

On the day of Emperor Mingyou's ascension to the throne, Pingxiya returned to the mansion as promised, and took from the dark place what Pinghuaizhen had given him before he left, which was an exquisite box carved with dragons, flying phoenixes.

Qizhi, there are two things inside it, a handle of a jade bone mountain and river fan, and a secret decree.

Pingxiya gambled things like seeing his elder brother, holding the fan without unfolding it. After a long time, he put it back and then read the secret decree. It was written by Ping Huaizhen: "The emperor is loyal, and the mountains and rivers will last forever. If the emperor is not wise, replace him."

Pingxiya shook his head and chuckled, took the letter back into the box, and leaned on the couch by the window to look far away, watching Yunshu quietly.