Huaibi

Li Qingjue's great courtesy caught the couple by surprise, and after a while, it was Chen Zhihe and Ping Huaizhen who helped him up.

The oil lamp in the room was flickering slightly, Ping Huaizhen took advantage of the light to look over and saw that his eyes were blushing, she secretly felt lucky, thinking that in the midst of all calamities, it was really not easy to rescue this baby from its mother's womb.In addition, it is even more fortunate to bet on Chen Zhihe's character, and he must not lose one of the two in order to get the perfect scene in front of him.

Coincidentally, Ruining's adoptive father happened to have the surname of Li, and this son was named Li Ruining from now on, so Li Qingjue could openly recognize him as his relative.Suddenly there is Li Qingjue in the world, so why not let him belong to the Li family, so that he can think about it from now on.

Ping Huaizhen thought a lot to himself, but Li Qingjue had mixed feelings in his heart.

In just two months, the He family fell from the sky, and the souls of more than [-] people were wiped out, but he survived in it, and he knew the pain well enough to save his life.Li Qingjue had been depressed for several days, and suddenly his nephew survived, wouldn't it be like sparks in the dark night, finally igniting a small ray of light for him in the whole darkness.

Even though the light was weak, it was enough to wake him up and sharpen his mind.

The child gradually stopped crying, wrapped himself in a soft cloth, smacked his little mouth and fell asleep peacefully.Li Qingjue bent down and picked him up, carefully sticking him in his arms, thinking to himself how could such a soft mass be able to withstand the dangers of the world.

From now on, you should live for this nephew, protect him for the rest of his life without any worries, and watch him grow up safely, and you can also hear the sound of being close to "uncle" from his mouth.

Li Qingjue was reluctant to let go for a long time, the child seemed to have a feeling for him, and his pale face turned slightly towards his heart.The adoptive mother sighed pitifully at the side: "This child is less than eight months old, and he could hold it with one palm when he was born. It will be better after a long day of recuperation. But don't worry, son, although I have never given birth, I have also taken care of children. Know how to take care of yourself."

"Ruining's mother is like this. In the future, she must kneel down and do her filial piety in order to repay her kindness." Li Qingjue hugged him for a while, and slowly handed him into the arms of his adoptive mother. Up to now, he felt extremely relieved, unlike the past few days. Losing his mind, he said in a low voice, "My uncle and nephew owed their debts to this, how can I bear the respectful title of Madam, Madam will not give up, just call me 'Qingjue'."

"We ordinary people really don't have much etiquette. Even so, you can call your brother and sister-in-law." Rui Ning's adoptive mother responded as she said, and she couldn't help but feel distressed when she heard Li Qingjue's steady words, but he was really just a teenager.

Li Qingjue's eyes became hot when he heard it, and he nodded slightly in response to her words.

It was getting darker at night, before dawn, Li Qingjue left with Ping Huaizhen.

After the carriage drove out of the village, it stopped at the fork of the official road. Li Qingjue opened his eyes, and Ping Huai, who was beside him, stared at him for a long while, then slowly held his slightly cool palm and asked intently: "I have something to say." , I don’t know Jin... I don’t know what Qingjue’s plans are going to be in the future?"

Li Qingjue didn't seem to notice the pause in his words, and replied: "Don't let your day go by."

Ping Huaizhen lifts up the curtain of the car, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse outside the frame, the villages in Yuanjing are not stained with worldly grime, and the contented place is quiet and quiet, like a man born in the world, standing alone, which is completely different from the bloody storm in the court.

He said: "It's up to you whether to go or stay."

Until now, Ping Huaizhen only wished him well, if Li Qingjue got tired of the court and wanted to go back to the world with his nephew, he would be extremely reluctant and would never stop him.

However, Li Qingjue shook his head, leaned forward and pulled down the curtain, and the wind and moon dissipated for a while, his eyes were filled with dark waves, and he said: "The scenery in the world is very beautiful, but pleasure is not at this moment." Zhen held her hand tightly and whispered slowly, "From now on, I will live for Rui Ning, and live for you."

Ping Huaizhen sounds extremely guilty, because today's suffering is all caused by him.

But Li Qingjue didn't want to hate him, he only hated the king's dishonesty and the thieves who did evil.Since the gods and Buddhas do not arbitrate, they will be arbitrated by themselves, and one day Liu Yinzhi will be required to shed blood to pay for his debts.

Knowing that he had made up his mind, Ping Huaizhen ordered Jiang Changfu to drive forward again, staggering back to Beijing.

Zhao Keyang searched for craftsmen for Li Qingjue, concealed a human skin mask, and turned the tall nose, handsome eyebrows, long eyes and soft lips into an ordinary appearance. At a glance, there was no trace of familiarity with the handsome young man in the past, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye. everyone.

The mask was thin and light, and the covering was almost imperceptible. Thanks to the time-consuming work, Li Qingjue spent a long time recuperating in Zhao's residence, and the whip wounds on his body faded away without a trace.

And on the eve of his entry into the palace, the gray bird, which had disappeared for several months, was found again and came lightly into the room.

Pinghuai's eyes brightened for a moment, and suddenly saw the gray magpie fall on the food table, and moved a few steps crookedly, trying to peck at the pastry, but before he could eat half of the pastry, he fell down with blood dripping from his slender beak .

The maidservant in the room let out a startled cry, Ping Huaizhen looked away from the bird, and stared at the maid silently, until she knelt down in panic and said: "If this matter is reported by others, you are the only one to ask." .”

"Yes, yes... the servant understands..."

The palace maid retreated in panic, and was stopped before leaving, and she was sent to call Jiang Chang into the room.Jiang saw her spread the word with fear on her face, guessing that something must have happened in the palace, he hurriedly searched for it, when he saw the bird's appearance, his face turned pale, and Wei Wei stepped forward to touch it.

The gray magpie was stiff all over, and its beautiful magpie feathers had lost their former luster, covered with ashes.

Ping Huaizhen couldn't bear to look any more, closed his eyes and said: "Buried, Qingjue enters the palace the next day, don't let him know."

Jiang Chang took out the silk handkerchief around his waist, wrapped the magpie carefully and went out, walking step by step, he couldn't help recalling the past, thinking that when the bird came here looking for warmth, he hit it off with Li Qingjue the most.Whoever said that livestock can't understand human nature, this bird is probably not a spirited master, and when he looked at it with his clever eyes, he knew that Li Qingjue was most willing to love it, and jumped towards it.

Things are different now, is it God's blindness, or is this world turned upside down in black and white?

Jiang Chang lowered his head and wiped his eyes.

Ping Huai sat silently in the hall for a long time, the little blood on the food table gradually turned black, presumably the bird was poisoned by someone.It's not difficult for him to guess who did it, when he regretted it, he felt chills down his spine, he also knew that today's act was just for him to watch, maybe he forgot the death of the He family, or forgot the sharp knife behind his neck.

The man who kills birds wants him to look forward to the road in fear.

Ping Huaizhen wiped away the blood, but vowed to go to the mountains of swords and seas of fire.

The south wind is strong at night, and the sky is not safe in the past month. Qin Tianjian watches the stars at night, and sees the early summer and the early summer, and the Suzaku seven stars frequently move.The twin stars of Zhen and Su are dazzling, originally one yellow and one purple, but now they are faintly red, and their stars are fierce, and they are predicting bloody disasters.

Qin Tianjian didn't dare to be negligent, and reported to Emperor Hongxuan in time, and Dao Zhensu went straight to the heart of the bird, fearing that disaster would fall on the royal family.Emperor Hongxuan was very worried, the palace was heavily guarded and there was no danger at all. If there is something unusual in Beijing, it must be the wildness of the rivers and lakes.

Recently, many foreign officials have suddenly poured into the capital, carrying guns and swords in the streets and alleys.The imperial court would not interfere with the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but this time something bad happened, Emperor Hongxuan sent troops to patrol the city to protect Wanquan, which made the hostility here a lot less.

After many days, Li Qingjue entered the palace again and changed his appearance. The gentle and elegant long gown was replaced by a heroic soft armor. No one recognized him.Zhao Keyang incorporated him into the guards of the Xu'an Temple, named to protect the prince's safety, and it was Suiping's intention to put him beside him.

For example, the walls of the Forbidden City have become old over the years, and the corridors have been lined up for more than ten years.

Li Qingjue lowered his eyes and didn't want to, and followed Jiang Changxing into the Xu'an Palace.

In the room, I waited for a long time in my flat arms, and when Jiang Changsheng retreated, the door of the palace was closed tightly, and I couldn't help but hug Li Qingjue lightly into my arms, silently for a while.Ping Huaizhen stared fixedly at his strange appearance, as if he could see the original features through the disguise, and gradually felt at ease.

Li Qingjue stayed here, outsiders only said that there was a vision from the sky, Zhao Keyang ordered a bodyguard to accompany the prince in order to avoid the prince's illness, and came to the palace every day at Mao hour, and returned at Xu hour, no one doubted it.

It seems that there is not much difference from before, Li Qingjue is getting used to it day by day, when he is in the palace, he flips through the books in the palace, and most of the things he read are found from the people.Ping Huaizhen had read it a few times, and it was full of little-known gossip. He knew that Li Qingjue was used to reading books since he was a child, but he had never been so interested in it. He didn't know what he was planning.

Ping Huaizhen didn't ask, and Li Qingjue didn't say anything, just thinking silently, thinking about the Jianghu people who can be seen everywhere in Beijing recently, the more he felt that such forces must be unscrupulous in the eyes of the court, but they are not without merit.

If you are crowned with a bad name, you will be the grassland of the people; if you are crowned with a good name, you can become a good soldier.

Although it is a felony to mercenary soldiers privately, but the soldiers are dangerous, how can it be said that it is not a surprise victory.Just like the seven shadow guards under the crown prince, Li Qingjue now lives in the Zhao residence, and he has already figured out this truth. It is precisely the military power in the court that is indispensable, and the backing in the pocket is also indispensable.

It was a faint twilight day, and the sky turned dark. Li Qingjue was distracted for a long time, holding a volume of "Shanshui Zhi", the handwriting on it was blurry, and he had already forgotten the time and geometry.

The courtyard was quiet, and Ping Huaizhen did not allow anyone to enter the room, so he personally lit the palace lanterns, making the candles light up one after another.Li Qingjue came back to his senses, raised his head and saw him walking in front of him and asked, "It's already the third quarter of Xu time, are you staying in the palace tonight?"

Li Qingjue shook his head, now that his identity is staying in the Prince's Palace, it is inevitable that people will talk about it, and he was about to refuse when he heard Ping Huaizhen say: "The stars are in chaos, there is nothing wrong with keeping guards in the Crown Prince's uterus."

Li Qingjue hesitated when he heard the words, nodded his head in a short while, then lowered his eyes and turned the pages, and continued to look at the volume of "Shanshui Zhi" quietly, not knowing that Ping Huaizhen's words came true.

About an hour passed, there was a strange sound outside the hall, the doors and windows were broken in the blink of an eye, several men in black broke into the hall, the long swords in their hands were shining coldly.

The palace people in the courtyard had been dispatched earlier, only Jiang Chang got closer, and after a while, he realized something strange, and then he shouted "Assassin" several times along the corridor.All of a sudden, the palace people were rushing, and the guards who patrolled the palace heard the sound, but they couldn't catch up with the other party's preparedness, and before they left the corridor, they were surrounded by wind and swords.

Ping Huaizhen was imprisoned in a room, the long sword hanging from the wall was firmly held in his hand, behind him Li Qingjue also drew his sword out of its sheath, looking around at five or six people, fearing that the enemy might be strong and we might be weak, and Ping Huaizhen would not be safe.But after concentrating for a moment, two more people rushed to the palace in palace costumes, they didn't look like eunuchs, their eyes were like torches, but they swung their knives and broke through the encirclement with several moves.

Li Qingjue knew that these two were shadow guards placed by Zhao Keyang, and suddenly felt that the situation had slowed down, so he settled down to deal with the eyeless sword in front of him, but he didn't feel any difficulty in the attack, because the intention of the comers was only for the crown prince, but no one was spared Just deal with him.He looked sideways and saw that Ping Huaizhen had been cornered by the two.

That glance was shocking, Li Qingjue's eyes were scarlet, in order not to get entangled with the person in front of him, he struck the root of the sword with the side edge and knocked him back two steps, and after he got away, he quickly approached Ping Huaizhen, almost blocking his sword.

Li Qingjue's horizontal sword met, the sword's edge startled several cold lights, and he was forced back half a foot, before he could recover, he saw the man chasing him again just now, together with another person to attack the prince.There was no way for Ping Huaizhen to retreat behind him, he turned his elbow and tried to cut through one person's chest, but the other person's sword was coming so fiercely that he couldn't stop it anymore, seeing the tip of the sword approaching his face, he turned his face slightly, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his eyes.

He Jinyi stopped at that moment, just at the very moment, the guards patrolling the palace broke through the corridor.

The situation turned around in an instant, Ping Huaizhen was able to relax half a point, the long sword in his hand was hanging down, his face was dripping with blood, and the corners of his eyes were wet, making him unable to open his eyes.Li Qingjue was still in shock, so he closely inspected the sword wound next to his eyes, his ears were ringing, there were many phantoms in front of his eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly, and there was blood in the space.

In a trance, the old things came into his mind, the mountains were on fire, the He family was imprisoned, and the young nephew was crying... His eyes were full of hatred.

Until Ping Huaizhen held his sword-holding hand, and when he slowly shook his head, there was still blood running down his cheeks, but his voice was still gentle: "No problem."

Li Qingjue's whole body went limp, and he was sweating profusely.

The men in black in the room were outnumbered, and they were captured in a blink of an eye. The chief guard knelt down on one knee: "I'm late, please punish the prince!"

Ping Huaizhen waved his head: "Tell the imperial physician." After that, he turned his eyes to the assassin just now, all of them covered their faces with black masks, and stared at him eerily with eagle-like eyes.

Not long after, the eyes turned sharply and decisively, Ping Huaizhen had a bad heart, so he couldn't stop him, he saw several people biting their tongues and committing suicide.

Fighting with life, sealing the mouth with death, what I met tonight was actually a dead waiter.