Huaibi

Several people from outside Beijing will travel far away, the leader takes off his official attire, covers his body with coarse clothes, sits straight on the back of a horse, looks at the road ahead calmly, like the uninhibited posture when he entered the rivers and lakes at the beginning of the year.

There was a constant crowd of people inside and outside the city gate, and people came and went from time to time. Not long after, a plain colored carriage came out from the inside and approached behind with the sound of wheels rolling.Immediately the man turned his head, then jumped off the ground and walked forward.

The car curtain was raised at this moment, and the person who came to see him off was actually Chen Zhihe.

Hurricane Sect Five Sect Master bowed his hands in salutation, hiding the complex emotions in his eyes, without saying a word.

Regarding the matter of the God Bull God Statue, he knew that it was Chen Zhihe who spoke out to protect him and rescued him and a group of brothers under the authority of the emperor, and he also knew that he was also killed by Chen Zhihe. trap.

Even earlier, people who were supposed to be unrestrained in the world have become pawns in the political situation.

Up to now, Master Wu finally understands, no one has ever been kind to him, not Liu Yin, nor Chen Zhihe.There are only fights and intrigues in this imperial court. If there is no plan, how can a reckless person like him deserve to be treated with more courtesy.

The good thing is that Chen Zhihe still has a conscience, although he regards him as a chess game, he doesn't treat it as a waste of chess, and asks Hongxuan Emperor for forgiveness for the sake of a word of "righteousness".

But it's really hard for Master Wu to say a word of thanks to him.

Simply put, Chen Zhihe didn't want to thank him, all he did was because of guilt in his heart, and this time sending him off was also for the sake of safety.

Occasionally, the horse neighed slightly, and the people on the horseback at that time did not want to see him at all, and led the horse to wander for a few steps from time to time, their expressions of impatience could be seen at a glance.

Chen Zhihe had no choice but to smile, he could only see it as if he didn't see it, and asked with concern with the leader of the Wu family: "I don't know where the leader of the Wu family will go from now on?"

"Where did you come from, where do you go back?" Wu Clan Master should be ordinary, this opening revealed all the dissatisfaction in his heart, and he said straightforwardly, "The fault of my Hurricane Sect brothers is that they should not enter this court. The fish swim in the water, the birds are in the sky, and there is no reason why the beasts are not in the forest. The previous incident was supposed to be a drunk, but now that I am sober, I will return to everyone. I am sorry, brothers, and I have worked hard. I also want to lead everyone to make a name for myself, and even if I can't make it, even if I find a village to plow the fields, I will never touch the capital again. I can't afford to provoke the atmosphere here."

Chen Zhihe didn't comment on the sarcasm in his words, he knew very well that no one could complain, so he didn't make any rebuttals, and said politely, "Treasure".

The leader of Wu Clan didn't say much anymore, he got on his horse and clasped his fists in respect: "Master Chen, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever."

Sincerely, there will be a period after that sentence.

The horseshoe rolled up the dust and went away. Chen Zhihe watched it off for a long time, thinking of the Honghu banquet that day, the head of the Wu family said, "Know your kindness and repay it with words and deeds", which made him feel ashamed and wronged.

However, he does not repent - it is because of gratitude that he will never regret the path he has taken.

Human beings exist in the world, and many things are hard to judge right from wrong, but more or less it should be a sentence of value or not.Chen Zhihe only knew that since He Bingrong befriended him back then, everything was doomed to have a value.

The turmoil of offering sacrifices to farmers gradually subsided.

When the city wall was not yet solid, Emperor Hongxuan first ordered to rebuild the stone statue of the divine bull, and ordered it to be sent to a Buddhist temple outside Beijing for consecration immediately on the day it was completed. According to Wen Zhiyuan's advice, he tried his best to restore the broken sign.

The people of Beijing were relieved, looking forward to the statue's return to its place day by day, and their resentment and anger were soothed with Liu Yin's relegation. They should send this bottle of plague god away, so that disasters and catastrophes will not come to Beijing.

Since the day he was assassinated, the prince has spent three years winning a game of chess with thousands of plans.

Here Jiang Changxin walked into the hall happily, took out a letter from his sleeve, smoothed out the wrinkles carefully and presented it.

A warm current flowed through Ping Huaizhen's eyes instantly, and the brown envelope with no words on it was carried by Jiang Chang all the way, and there was still warmth in his hand when he received it, so he opened it and read it carefully. warmth.

Li Qingjue's reply this time responded to the incident of Xiao Ruining's crying that he mentioned earlier, and made a few comments after feeling distressed. Dao Ruining's adoptive father and mother are very kind to this adopted son, and I hope that Ping Huai will not get used to it too much With him, a majestic man should have an indomitable blood.He also said that the same three-year-old child, Lianhua Rongxi, seemed to be different. When he left, even though he was extremely reluctant to let him go, he still forced himself to close his mouth tightly, and his eyes were full of mist, refusing to shed tears.

Ping Huaizhen looked at it over and over again, thinking of what kind of tone and demeanor these words would be if they were said from Li Qingjue's mouth.

Li Qingjue didn't know about Liu Yin's relegation today, and thought the news could not spread to Jingnan so quickly, so he wrote to him and wrote to him again.

The letter told Liu Yin to regain the title of governor of Lichong, and his position is not low. It can be seen that Emperor Hongxuan still showed affection, and he still failed to cruelly make this favorite minister too miserable after explaining to the people.Fortunately, in Lichong Yuanjing, the palace has finally pulled out this hidden danger, and it will be much more convenient to do things in the future, without having to walk on thin ice as before.

Ping Huaizhen wrote a full three pages. Apart from this happy event, he also taught Li Qingjuan not to forget to take care of himself. The weather has turned hot recently, so don't suffer from the heat.

A soft pen dipped in ink and walked on the rice paper, Jiang Chang waited quietly beside him, with an unfinished business in his heart.

He didn't rush here, and waited for Ping Huaizhen to write a letter, carefully sealed it and handed it to him, and then asked in a low voice: "Prince, the one in the back kitchen..."

Ping Huaizhen almost forgot about that person, after listening to his words, he thought about it before remembering it.

Just now we communicated with Li Qingjue, he smiled brightly at that moment, nodded and replied: "Bring me here, don't bother others."

"The slave understands."

Jiang Chang bowed and retreated, and when he returned to the palace after a while, there was already a maid following behind him.

After presenting the fragrant fruit last time, this palace servant did not have the opportunity to serve her closely. Ping Huaizhen still felt strange at this moment, and looked at her between her eyebrows leisurely, and asked: "What's your name?" ?”

The palace maid lowered her head, shivering and said in an extremely low voice: "Return to the prince, servant girl Mianchun."

"Mianchun," Ping Huaizhen laughed and said the other two names, his face turned pale immediately, "Fudong, Ruxia, do you want to collect all the four seasons in Qiuhua Palace?"

Mian Chun suddenly panicked and knelt down: "Prince Mingjian, the servants and servants came from Shuyu Palace, Xinmei was demoted, and there can no longer be so many people in the palace to serve, so the servants were transferred to Xu'an Palace..."

"Since you're not from Qiuhua Palace, why are you kneeling?" Ping Huaizhen raised his chin, "Get up."

Mian Chun slowly stopped trembling, and was about to stand up, when Ping Huaizhen asked in a joking manner: "So, Xin Mei's crime and demotion is also following your master's way?"

Mian Chun knelt down in shock again.

The smile on Ping Huaizhen's face finally turned cold, and every inch was squeezed, and he looked down at her indifferently.

"Prince, this servant is wronged, this servant is not from Qiuhua Palace!"

"Yes or no, the Crown Prince doesn't need your recognition today." Ping Huaizhen said coldly, which made Jiang Chang find out where she came from, so why should he watch her act again, "I want to come to Concubine Yi Fei I tried my best to send you to the Palace of Xu'an, in order to find out the mystery of the affairs in Beijing, but I didn't expect you to show your flaws from the beginning, and it was useless at all. Now that the dust has settled, Liu Yin is no longer the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. If you are sent back to the Qiuhua Palace, there will be no good fruit for you."

"Prince, forgive me!" Mianchun no longer pretended, but when she thought of how Concubine Yi would deal with her, she felt extremely terrified, knelt down and bowed down to Ping Huaizhen, "The prince will spare this servant, this servant is not alive. Youji, I really dare not go against Concubine Yi's wishes... from now on... from now on, the prince will be the only slave and maidservant, and he will have no second thoughts!"

"Never have two minds?" Ping Huaizhen laughed in a low voice, "Okay, the crown prince will forgive you for now, but if what you said today is not true, then don't try to ask for a second chance."

"Yes, yes! Slaves, please remember, thank you Prince for your generosity!"

"Go down."

"Yes……"

Mianchun seemed to be pardoned, her delicate face was flushed red, a thin layer of sweat covered her temples and forehead, and she hurriedly left the hall.

Behind her, Jiang Chang stared at her with fixed eyebrows, and after waiting for the person to leave, he turned around and asked suspiciously: "Does the prince really believe it?"

Ping Huaizhen leisurely waved his head: "How can you trust a person who betrays the master? Just keep it for now. There are not many loyal people, but there are not too many useful people." He paused at this point, looked at him and asked, " You have been keeping an eye on her, and if you see any clues, it won't be too late to deal with her."

"Whoo."

Jiang Chang didn't say much, Quan Dangping Huaizhen was in a good mood today, so he turned around and stepped back, sending out the letter secretly.

Ping Huaizhen didn't like to keep others to serve him, and spent his time alone in the room studying ink and painting.

On the rice paper, thin willow branches are hooked in the wind, and people's voices are heard from outside.Xu Shi, who came here, didn't find Jiang Chang, so Wu approached the door and called "Prince".

Ping Huaizhen recognized his voice, and immediately put down his pen to greet him.

"Please, uncle."

Zhao Keyang learned from him that he no longer waited in the hallway, but entered the hall generously, and appeared in front of his eyes after passing through the double bead curtain.

The sound of Liuzhu colliding is clear and sweet, like spring rain falling on strings, startling countless sounds of nature, Ping Huaizhen did not realize that the familiar sound for many years can also be so pleasant, so he smiled and invited Zhao Keyang to sit down at the table, hold the pot and pour tea with him He asked very gently: "Uncle came to the palace to look for me, but because of Liu Yin's business?"

Zhao Keyang took the teacup in his hand, took two sips and nodded.

"The crown prince is benefiting today, but as the crown prince's chief protector, I have to say a few words to disappoint the mood."

Ping Huaizhen calmed down when he heard the words, solemnly nodded and said: "Uncle, but it's okay to say."

"Although Liu Yin was demoted to leave the capital, in recent years, he has attracted a lot of people in Beijing, and his influence has not diminished. The period of Beijing collapsed."

"Every word that my uncle said is reasonable, and my nephew will remember it carefully." Ping Huaizhen responded with obedient eyes. In fact, he knew what Zhao Keyang said, and he would never get carried away, and extreme joy begets sadness, so he also told one or two things in his mind, " Not only in Beijing, but I also intend to set up eyeliners in Lichong to keep a close eye on Liu Yin, and if there is a good opportunity, it is best to completely eliminate them; if not, you can also know his state and take precautions."

"Okay, just follow the prince's plan."

Zhao Keyang saw that he had planned for a long time ago, so he didn't talk about it, but rubbed the teacup with his thumb, and fell silent.

Ping Huaizhen felt that he was different from the past, he seemed to have something to say, but he waited patiently for a while, but he still didn't hear him speak, so he couldn't help laughing and asked: "Uncle, do you have something to say?"

The sound of tea pouring into the cup disturbed the ears.

The porcelain wall was warm and warm, and the cup of new tea was refilled, stirring up the sleeping brown leaves at the bottom of the cup. Zhao Keyang looked at it for a moment and raised his eyes, looking for some obscure words to talk to him slowly: "A few days ago, I served the prince I mean to visit Wen's residence at night to inquire about the celestial phenomena. I heard from Mr. Wen that the Luan star has appeared frequently recently, and it is suitable for marriage."

Ping Huaizhen's expression changed slightly, his eyes fluctuated a little, but he was calm again in a flash, still looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Prince and Crown, I think it's time to get married."

"Uncle," Ping Huaizhen shook his head, "It's a pity that nephews should not marry early."

"Inadvisable, or unwilling?" Zhao Keyang no longer concealed his words here, and told him openly, "I have revealed the truth from Wen Zhiyuan that day. It is not appropriate to marry early, it is just the prince's excuse."

The situation in Ping Huai's eyes was dramatic.

"I thought about it for a long time, and thought that the reason why the prince is like this is nothing more than the fact that there is someone in his heart who can't get what he wants."

Word by word got closer to the truth, Ping Huaizhen tightened his grip on the cup, and met Zhao Keyang's meaningful gaze intently, neither of them said a word, but three words were about to come out.

It's for Li Qingjue.