Huaibi

There is a long picture scroll in the hall, and after a few days, there is no progress.

Before He Jinyi offered his pen and ink, Ping Huaizhen still had some ideas, but now the clouds are surging, and the aura is penetrating the Changhong. On the contrary, he is afraid to do it, and he feels that no matter what he thinks in his mind, he can't match He Jinyi's horizontal posture.

Ping Huaizhen put the painting aside, as the saying goes, sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood, instead of rushing to start, which is unsatisfactory, it is better to think hard and find some inspiration.He Jinyi had been in the palace for several days, but he still saw that the picture scroll was not moved at all, and he didn't rush to urge him, and didn't say a word, but accompanied him to supervise the important tasks of sacrifice, and played chess and sipped tea with him in his free time, enjoying himself happily.

Twenties are over.

Suddenly one night, Ping Huaizhen woke up from a dream, his eyes were piercing, and he didn't feel sleepy. He immediately turned to the lower bunk to sort out his brushes and inks.

The eunuch watching the night outside the corridor was dozing quietly, but was awakened by the noise in the room unexpectedly. After listening carefully, he felt that it was the prince who got up, and rushed into the palace to serve him in a hurry.

"The prince is up, but what's wrong?"

The little eunuch asked cautiously, for fear that Ping Huaizhen would be punished because of his sleepiness.How could he know that Ping Huaizhen didn't take responsibility at all, he stretched out his hand to stop him, signaling him not to make noise.The little eunuch quickly stopped talking, and watched quietly, seeing him use a hair tie to randomly tie up the black hair, move closer to the palace lantern and pick up the brush.

The light and shadow were hazy, and the little eunuch understood immediately, stepped forward lightly, and quietly lit up the bright lamps, making the bedroom as bright as day.

Ping Huaizhen didn't fall asleep all night, and didn't drink half a sip of tea.

At the beginning of the morning when the rooster crowed, the servant girl who was waiting for her grooming came to the corridor and waited quietly. The little eunuch did not dare to let anyone in, so she temporarily stopped him, and only after Jiang Chang arrived did he tell him what happened at night, saying that the prince had not stopped writing for more than two hours up.

Jiang Chang was worried when he heard that, he was afraid that the crown prince would be exhausted, so after thinking about it, he ordered the servants to leave, so they don't have to wait here, and sent someone to tell the kitchen to simmer some stew that nourishes qi and nourishes blood.

After another hour or so, He Jinyi, who had come before entering the palace, also saw the unusual situation in Xu'an Hall.

"What's the matter?" He Jinyi frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice to Jiang Chang who was waiting outside the door.

Jiang Chang bowed to greet him, and then replied: "The prince got up to paint last night, and he hasn't rested for a while until now. The servants are worried about the prince's body, but they really dare not disturb each other rashly."

He Jinyi suddenly realized, and he understood everything in an instant. He smiled, with a faint expectation in his heart, and said in relief: "I know, you don't need to worry, the prince must be in good spirits at the moment." The people in the hall were startled.

Ping Huaizhen put all his heart into it and put everything into it, but he didn't realize that someone entered.He Jinyi walked one foot behind him, tilted his head to take a rough look at the grand scene in the painting, and saw that the dragon's body was already formed, its bones were flamboyant, and its aura was hard to restrain.

It can be said that it is majestic but not angry, intimidating but not fierce, and Ping Huaizhen draws such a god.

He Jinyi originally wanted to sit on the couch and wait for him quietly, but at this moment he couldn't move half a step, so he stood behind and watched, without feeling numb in his feet, staring intently at the strokes that wandered between his hands. .

At noon, Ping Huaizhen finally put down his pen, and the green dragon emerged, but the work was not completely completed.He opened his mouth to call people, and he hadn't had a sip of water for several hours, and said one word in an extremely hoarse voice: "Tea."

He Jinyi suddenly came back to his senses, and turned around to pour tea with him at the table.When Ping Huaizhen stretched out his hand to pick it up, he was slightly taken aback, and raised his eyes along the sleeve of his familiar sleeve, and caught him in his eyes, instantly surprised.

"When did Jin Yi come?"

"It's almost time, I'm not here yet, you should be surprised."

Ping Huaizhen was particularly in a trance, last moment he felt that it was the third watch, and he didn't want to stop painting, it was already noon.

The lamps and candles in the hall were still burning because the palace people did not dare to enter and disturb her, so Ping Huaizhen turned his head and looked out the window, the sky was already bright.He was so dazed, He Jinyi passed the teacup forward again, and watched him drink it up with his own eyes, it seemed that he had been thirsty for a long time.

"Prince, is this painting on the rise?"

He Jinyi joked with him, and called the palace servants from outside the corridor into the hall to serve them.

Ping Huaizhen rubbed his forehead with a smile. He didn't know how tired he was when he was painting, and now he felt exhausted physically and mentally when he relaxed.He resisted and refused to go back to the couch, and the servants of the palace washed his mouth, washed his face, tied his hair and changed his clothes, and then he was too late for breakfast, so he took He Jinyi to the Hall of Fengyi to pay his respects to the queen.

The queen has been feeling unwell for the past few days. She often has headaches and her eyes are swollen and painful. The imperial doctor's diagnosis only said that it was a deficiency of qi and blood, but she did not see any other problems. She carefully prescribed two sedatives.When Emperor Hongxuan heard about this, he specially rewarded Ning Xinxiang, which was a tribute from the Western Regions, so the Empress seldom stepped out of her bedroom to catch the wind, and only burned incense indoors to rest and recuperate her body.

It's been a long time since the prince said hello, she was wondering when she finally listened to the singing in the courtyard.

Ping Huaizhen stepped into the Hall of Fengyi and leaned over in front of the couch: "I send my respects to my mother. My son came late today, so don't blame my mother."

Behind him, He Jinyi bowed together: "My minister, He Jinyi pays homage to the empress, and wishes her phoenix health."

"Excuse me," the queen gave them seats with a slight smile, "I still think about the crown prince, thinking that the crown prince won't come today, and I don't want to wait for the two of you in a blink of an eye, so it's worth it."

While speaking, he beckoned He Jinyi to come closer. He Jinyi had just sat down, but he got up again to show her.The Queen's smile deepened when she saw it, and she nodded and praised: "It's been a long time since I've seen Jin Yi carefully, and he's so handsome. A few days ago, on the crown prince's birthday, I saw you from afar. Show off your talent."

"The empress's absurd praise," He Jinyi blushed a little, and said modestly, "I have the honor to stay with the prince and stay close to Zhu Zhechi, but I am just learning from the prince to dress properly and cultivate my character."

The empress nodded in satisfaction when she heard that his words were decent, she didn't want him to be tired from standing, so she ordered him to sit down again, and continued to say: "I think you are over fifteen years old, has someone at home promised you a kiss?"

He Jinyi didn't expect the queen to ask this question suddenly, and his face turned red without any resistance.

The two of them exchanged a few words, and Ping Huaizhen on the side listened attentively, and suddenly became very sober after hearing this sentence.

He Jinyi stammered: "My father thinks... not old enough..."

Seeing his embarrassment, the empress covered her mouth and smiled lowly: "It's true that I'm still a child. When it comes to marriage, the eloquent appearance is gone."

Ping Huaizhen couldn't bear it any longer, disregarding etiquette, yawned loudly in Fengyi Hall.

The queen turned her eyes to him, and saw a thick blue shadow under his eyelids, thinking that he did not even come at the right time today, she suddenly became concerned: "Xuan'er seems to be in a bad mood, but she didn't sleep well last night?"

"Don't hide the truth from the mother, the minister will wake up at three o'clock." Ping Huaizhen put on a tired face, the queen was surprised and puzzled when he heard this, and he explained again, "The late emperor's Yinshou is approaching, and the minister wants to sacrifice On the same day, I presented a volume of long paintings. A few days ago, I didn’t know where to start, but last night a spiritual thought suddenly appeared in my mind, and I couldn’t bear to fall asleep, so I got up to paint.”

"Did you draw until now?"

Ping Huaizhen nodded.

The empress was very distressed, and put aside all the jokes she had with He Jinyi just now, and did not leave him for a moment, and drove him back to rest.

He Jinyi breathed a sigh of relief, and retired with the prince.

Ping Huaizhen, who was walking outside the hall, was much more energetic in a blink of an eye, and while no one was looking around, he squeezed He Jinyi's fingertips under his sleeve.He Jinyi knew what he was fussing over, so he didn't avoid it with his red ears. He didn't speak until he returned to Xu'an Palace, "The queen is just joking, don't mind it."

"Jin Yi also knows that I care about it," Ping Huaizhen shook his head helplessly, "But it's the fate of your parents, what will you do when the time comes?"

He Jinyi shook his head: "I promised you that if you don't have the same heart, you won't get married."

This is also called a minister.

Ping Huaizhen knew that the joke was too much, so she put on a smiley face to coax him: "I'm just joking, I know how Jin Yi treats me, how can I really care about it?"

He Jinyi's nervous expression eased, and he bent his lips and nodded to him.

Outside the hall, Jiang Chang brought a nourishing fish soup, and urged Ping Huaizhen to take it when he returned to the hall.Ping Huaizhen ordered him to put it on the table, and took He Jinyi to share the food together.Jiang Chang was careful and considerate, and prepared two exquisite bowls and spoons, but He Jinyi couldn't refuse, and couldn't bear to share half a mouthful, so he had to pour a little for himself, and slowly drank it with him in small sips.

Ping Huaizhen saw what was going on in his mind, so as not to worry him, she drank a bowl full of fresh white fish soup to satisfy her hunger, then rinsed her mouth and let it go, untied her coat and went back to bed to sleep, without delaying a moment.

He Jinyi personally ran to close the doors and windows of the hall, and lowered the curtains one by one to block the sunlight outside, for fear of disturbing Ping Huaizhen's rest.After being so busy for a short while, when she returned to the bedside, Ping Huaizhen was still unwilling to close her eyes, just waiting for him to come.

"Go to sleep quickly, I will watch by."

Ping Huaizhen felt warm in his heart when he heard it, but he was not satisfied, so he stretched out his hand to him: "Jin Yi will lie down with me for a while."

He Jinyi smiled, naturally following the good advice.

Ping Huaizhen held him in his arms, as if the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers were in his arms, his body and mind were happy, and he fell into a dream in a blink of an eye.He Jinyi listened to his gradually calming breath, and quietly held him in the bottom of his eyes, feeling sore and itchy in his heart, recalling the previous conversation, thinking that Ping Huaizhen was overwhelmed by what the queen said, but he didn't know that he was the one who meant it the most. The hard one.

Even if they are officials and eunuchs, they are just ordinary people, and they can still fight for their sweethearts; but how can Ping Huai, who was born in the emperor's family, resist the order?

Ping Huaizhen will marry a wife and concubine sooner or later, and when he ascends the throne as emperor in the future, there will be a woman who will be called queen by his side.

If that time really comes... He Jinyi thought, he will never struggle, and he will not block Ping Huaizhen's path.

Because Ping Huaizhen should be a born emperor, only for Ping Huaizhen, he will not hesitate to let him sit on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.