Huaibi

When I woke up the next day, there was no one beside my pillow, and there was no warmth in the quilt.

Ping Huaizhen didn't see Li Qingjue when he opened his eyes, but he got up first and went outside the hall, unaware that a fast horse had already broken through the morning light and headed to the south of the country.

Before leaving, Li Qingjue went to the small village on the outskirts of Beijing to see his nephew alone. The soft baby was nestled in the arms of his adoptive mother, grinning foolishly.

Li Qingjue caressed his immature face with his fingers. After a while, he calmed down, left a bag of money at the corner of the table, and got up to say goodbye.

After a few years, I hope the prince will be healthy and the nephew will be healthy.

If the heart is concerned, the story must return, cherish, cherish.

The short numbers are written in ink on the rice paper with a white background. Ping Huai is really unbelievable. He stares at it for a long time, wishing to grind the paper into ashes.

Outside the hall, Jiang Chang rushed in, bowed his head and reported: "Prince, there is no trace of Mr. Li inside or outside the hall."

"There's no need to look for it anymore," Ping Huaizhen replied in a deep voice, gritted his teeth and put the letter paper into his clothes, as if he was hiding his pain and reluctance, he felt like his whole body was being gouged out by a sharp knife, ruthlessly gouging out the person he cared about the most, gouging out His body was covered in cuts and bruises, dripping with blood, and he had to endure the pain to walk alone... He could hardly breathe, clenched his hands into fists, pressed against the desk, and ordered for a long time, "Prepare the frame and leave the palace."

The carriage rushed to Zhao's mansion in the middle of the capital, Ping Huaizhen walked in a hurry, without waiting for notification, he stepped into the inner courtyard, and went straight to Zhao Keyang's bedroom.

At this moment, Zhao Keyang had just finished his breakfast, and before the leftovers on the table were collected, he heard the voices of people approaching from outside the corridor. After a while, seeing that it was the prince, he stood up in surprise and greeted him.

Ping Huaizhen took two steps forward to support him, but he didn't wait for him to move leisurely, so he cut to the point and asked straight to the point: "Uncle, do you know where Qingjue has gone?"

Zhao Keyang was taken aback when he heard that, and slowly came to his senses, guessing that Li Qingjue left without authorization.

After the conversation that day, he knew that Li Qingjuan had intended to leave, but he hadn't agreed on an agenda with him yet. He didn't want to act so vigorously, and didn't even pass the news to him, and kept Ping Huaizhen in the dark from the beginning to the end.

Despite the adversity, he is still tenacious and determined to come to this point. The mind of this young man should not be underestimated.

Zhao Keyang secretly sighed, frowned and thought for a while: "I should go to the south of the border. There are many mountains in the south and few plains, so it is easy to hide soldiers." He spoke frankly at this point, and revealed his plan, which immediately made Ping Huaizhen furious.

"Why don't you discuss such a big matter with me!"

"If you discuss with the prince, might the prince be willing?" Zhao Keyang said bluntly, "The prince attaches too much importance to Li Qingjue, and treats him more like a brother than a courtier. However, the road to power struggle is dangerous and dangerous, and you must not act emotionally."

Ping Huaizhen was speechless for him.

But he just treats him like his own brother, Li Qingjue is obviously more important to him than his life.This is to risk his life and go south to raise soldiers for him, so how can he live a good life?

Zhao Keyang didn't understand, and Ping Huaizhen couldn't make it clear.

Li Qingjue has gone away alone, and the journey has been exposed to the sun and the wind and frost, all of which are carried by one person, and there is no one to share his joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

"Uncle doesn't understand..."

Ping Huai suppressed the anger in his words, showing a bit of a lost soul, with no previous vigor and appearance, like a soul flying thousands of miles away.

When the He family collapsed, they were not completely devastated; when they were assassinated in the palace, they continued to brave the thorns; knowing their own background, they would not complain about others... But now that Li Qingjue is far away from him, he misses him very much. It is the most painful in my heart.

However, the matter has come to this point, and Ping Huaizhen has no choice but to slowly lower his reluctance and reluctance on his face, with a pair of red and tired eyes, and compromise with Li Qingjue's insistence on going his own way: "Forget it... when will Qingjue hear back?" , I also hope that uncle will tell you in a timely manner, and don't hide it from me again."

Zhao Keyang responded with a sigh.

The horseshoes outside the pass are getting farther and farther away.

Li Qingjue galloped his horse for three days and spent the night in the mountains. He finally took a shortcut to a small town before the daylight faded on the third day.

The name of this city is Sucheng, and the history got this name, which means going back to the source. Because it is located on an important road, traders from the north and the south must pass through this city in ancient times.

Li Qingjue asked the waiter in the shop if he wanted a guest room, sat in the hall to eat and rest, looked up secretly, and saw that most of the lodgers were dressed as businessmen, and they were all dusty, and now the closer they got to the north, the more embarrassed they looked, But the expression on the face is slack, and they lamented that business is difficult and survival is not easy.

Li Qingjue listened carefully to a few words, and learned that those returning from the south had to cross mountains and ridges on their way ahead. Leaving aside the steepness of the mountain road, the hordes of bandits hiding in the mountains were the most dangerous.

In the past, there was no danger except for the exhaustion of running back and forth. In recent years, for some reason, rogue bandits suddenly appeared and sometimes stopped them on the way. It can be said that this innocent businessman has suffered.

A middle-aged man at the next table showed regret. After drinking half a bowl of strong wine, he seemed to have overwhelmed the shock of a long-distance adventure. There were a few wisps of early whiteness in his temples. A pair of young brothers who shared the table with him said: "You two At a young age, I just entered the business world, so I don't know much about it... The mountains in the south are steep and steep, but the road has been difficult for a few years, and under the prosperity and peace, there are very few bandits fleeing."

"Then why now..." The two brothers seem to be on a different journey, just from north to south, and have not yet stepped into the startling place, so they frown and concentrate on inquiring, carefully holding up the small altar and filling it for him porcelain bowl.

The businessman was kind, and he was also willing to warn: "Nowadays, there are bandits occasionally appearing in the Southern Mountains, especially in the east of Yushan Mountain. If you two pass by Yushan Mountain, you must be careful!"

The brother was shocked when he heard that he had to go through Mount Yu, so he respectfully bowed his fist and asked, "If I go around the west of Mount Yu, can I avoid bandits?"

"The mountain on the west side of Yushan is steep, and the road is difficult to walk; the foot of the mountain is near the river, and the current is fast, so it is not easy to walk."

The two brothers couldn't help but look sad, thinking about it this way, if they want to cross the mountain safely, they may have to ask escorts to protect them.It's a pity that this trade didn't make a lot of money, and it can withstand a few twists and turns... Thinking about it, he couldn't speak, but the middle-aged man couldn't stop feeling emotional, and he couldn't stop talking about his life after the catastrophe a few days ago .

"In the first ten days, I went to Yushan to cross the road. Fortunately, I was lucky. I avoided that nest of bandits when I came. But although I escaped by luck, the family in front of me died in the mountain... I When we went there, we only saw a mess and a few corpses all over the place, the bandits were so vicious that even the little yellow-haired boy would never be let go, if not for..."

"If not what?"

"If the other baby hadn't been hidden under the car by the mother, I'm afraid this family would be in trouble, alas..." The man shook his head and drank, until the hairs of the two beside him stood up, and relieved his distress, "I'll take that child with me." It's inconvenient to feed, but it's just a matter of time to send it out."

The teacup in Li Qingjue's hand tightened, and he didn't have time to think carefully, he got up and approached him, and asked, "I don't care to bother you, may I ask Your Excellency, where is that child now?"

Suddenly a crisp human voice interrupted the words, the man was stunned for a moment, then turned his head when he heard the sound, stared at him for a while in surprise, turned the words in his mind before he suddenly came back to his senses, saw that he was well dressed, and looked at that The baby was quite concerned, and immediately replied respectfully: "I am resting with my wife in the wing room on the second floor."

"I just heard what your Excellency said. I don't know where it will be sent?"

"This, alas..." The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, and got up to take a step closer to him, "I have been traveling all year long, so it is inconvenient to adopt him by the side, this way north, whoever wants to stay can stay, if there is no home to return to in the end , I have to send it to the temple, and I can spend my life in peace."

Li Qingjue was worried for a moment, as if thinking of the fate of his nephew in an instant, thinking that the child was no different from him, who lost his loved one while still in his infancy.Then he hated the injustice in the world, and recalled that the world was prosperous when Emperor Hongxuan came to the throne, why is it more peaceful now?

Could it be that the king is getting old, and the courtiers are deceiving the upper and lower, eating away the flesh and blood of the people, and causing cholera among the people?

This misfortune will be settled, and this chaos will be dealt with.

Li Qingjue had a wish in his heart, and bowed solemnly: "Since that's the case, are you willing to give me this son?"

The businessman stared at him wide-eyed. He was a mere boy, and he seemed to be alone. How could he take care of the child?

Li Qingjue seemed to see the worries in his heart, and promised him sincerely with his eyes: "If you are accompanied by him, you will cherish it forever."

The person in front of him frowned for a while, thought for a while, then stretched out his hand in a short time to ask, and led him to the wing room on the second floor.

The author says:

From the perspective of the plot, if this article is divided into two volumes, then from this chapter on, it will officially enter the second volume, and the protagonist will advance accordingly. I would like to thank you for your company when I grow up to this point.