Huaibi

When I came out of the Fengyi Hall that day, it was already deeper, and the stars and the moon on the ceiling were nestled in the field like cool jade, dyeing the spring night half cold.

Ping Huaizhen watched the queen fall asleep before leaving silently. After walking into the courtyard for a moment, the palace gate behind him was as quiet as if there were people in it, and endless bitterness came over his back.

In his eyes, the queen has always been graceful and healthy, and when he was young, he felt that she was as immortal as a fairy, but as time passed, this fairy gradually became mortal, and the weaker he became, the weaker he was.

He walked slowly, thinking a lot in this dark night alone, not fearless in his heart, but also worried that the queen's eyes would really deteriorate after a night of sleep, from now on he could only distinguish people by hearing, if he didn't call out When she said "mother queen", the queen didn't know that he was already in front of her eyes.

What was never expected before is now like a nightmare.

There are many unsatisfactory things in the world, but now there are too many unsatisfactory things in his body.

He can't do that anymore.

The torrent must be bravely advanced, and one step must not be slowed down.

Back in the palace, Ping Huaizhen closed his eyes and woke up for the whole night, determined to find an opportunity to lobby the Yuan family in the past two days, but this attempt to woo the Yuan family could not be too straightforward, it must have to go back and forth, since Ping is not Qing. beginning.Because Ping Feiqing and Yuan Jing, the second son of the Yuan family, have cherished each other since childhood, and love each other like brothers, and that Yuan Jing was the son of a veteran general, and he is less than [-] years old now. See things through.

This consideration is reasonable, but it's a pity that Ping Huaizhen planned all kinds of things in this silent night, but unexpectedly, Li Qingjue was half a step behind in the end.

Ping Huaizhen had calculated thousands of times, but Li Qingjue still refused to follow his words after hearing him say "If you can't invite me, you can't invite me". Avoid passers-by, don't dress up as a face, and walk through the alleys all the way to Jingzhong Yuanfu.

The door of the mansion was silently closed, only the maidservant who got up in the morning rushed out early, opened the door half way and then closed it again.

Li Qingjue is not lacking in patience, knowing that the matter of waiting for others is unpredictable, and it is still uncertain whether the old lady of the Yuan family will show up today, so he found a tea stand on the corner of the street in his spare time, and a cup of tea was filled and cooled slowly , never drank, and quietly cast his gaze under the high gilded plaque in the Yuan Mansion.

After about a hour or so, the streets gradually became crowded, the gatekeeper opened the gate of the mansion, and with the sound of "squeak" from a distance, he pushed open the two thick vermilion doors inlaid with seven or seven door nails. It seems to push away a whole loyal soul and prosperity covered with the word "Yuan".

Not long after, a woman over half a century old was helped by a maidservant to step over the threshold, followed by two pairs of servants, and walked slowly along the steps to the sedan chair waiting beside the majestic stone lion.

Li Qingjue narrowed his eyes, put the copper coin beside the untouched teacup, got up and went forward, tens of feet away, just in time for the elder lady to bow into the sedan chair and walk to her eyes Bow.

The old lady turned her head in doubt, and when she raised her eyes, she felt a little familiar. Seeing that he was full of hesitation but stopped, she couldn't help but frowned and thought carefully, but she couldn't remember who this young man was.

She slowly straightened her body, held the sedan chair door and did not enter in a hurry, silently looked back into Li Qingjue's eyes, with a gentle face but still the pride of a general's family, and asked, "Who are you?"

Li Qingjue whispered a few words: "An old man with the surname He."

After finishing speaking, the eyes of the woman in front of her suddenly darkened, and the expression of the middle-aged servant girl behind her also changed in the blink of an eye.

However, in a short while, the old lady had forced herself to calm down, and signaled the servant girl to wave all the servants on the side of the sedan chair back, leaving the two of them alone to talk face to face.

Being exposed on the street in broad daylight is by no means a good opportunity to talk to each other. The old lady was worried, and felt that taking him back to the house would be more likely to attract people's attention. Just when he was hesitating, she heard Li Qingjue say: "If you can trust me, madam, you might as well go to the next street to listen to the news." Let’s talk about the meal, and the younger generation will wait in the inner room on the second floor.”

The old lady never nodded or shook her head, her eyes were fixed on his face, and she watched him turn and walk towards the street until he was nowhere to be found.

Li Qingjue gambled on the character of the Yuan family, and up to now, his safety was still on the line.

Fortunately, before noon that day, footsteps approached the second floor of Tingfengzhai, and they went straight to the innermost compartment without hesitation on the way.

Li Qingjue, who had been waiting for the whole morning, raised his eyes to look at the door. With the soft knock of the wooden door, the person whom he had met in the morning appeared in his field of vision. The personal maid who had been there for a long time was only waiting outside, and after she entered the room, she leaned forward and closed the door.

Li Qingjue got up to greet her, and invited the old lady to the seat.

The old lady did not make any excuses, she sat upright and folded her hands on her knees, the bamboo curtains by the window were lowered, blocking the bright sunlight, making her face a little dark, making it difficult to see the expression in her eyes.

The two were silent in this hazy room, and it took a while before they heard Li Qingjue salute first and said: "Thank you, Mrs. Yuan, junior."

How could the old lady not know the meaning behind his words, she slightly bent her lips and asked, "How do you know that I will definitely come? If the person who opened this door today is someone from the palace, what should you do?"

Li Qingjue said truthfully: "If the person who opened this door was someone from the palace, then this small room, the younger generation will definitely be unable to escape, and they will die here."

The old lady's folded hands clenched her fingers.

"That being the case, why are you still so bold?"

"The first is that the Xinyuan family is a person, and the second is that we must take risks." Li Qingjue suddenly bent his knees at this point, "The adventurous appearance is nothing more than asking for something. Please, old lady, be respected by the junior."

Mrs. Yuan, who had been indifferent for a long time, couldn't help it anymore, she hurried forward to support him before his knees touched the ground, the calm expression on her face was also shattered by this movement, and she spoke again with tears in her eyes : "I can't! I can't..."

The voice that came out was eager at first, and then gradually softened, with guilt and gratitude in every word.

Li Qingjue heard it in his ears, and was supported by her inch by inch, and heard her trembling voice said: "If you... If you are really the second son of the He family, how can I bear this worship!"

Li Qingjue was suddenly surprised.

The old lady believed that he was a surviving member of the He family, but how could she guess so accurately and reveal his identity as the second son of the He family?

When I was surprised, I saw her narrating: "Back then, the Yuan family owed their life and reputation to the He family's kindness. After my master came out of prison, he warned the concubine and all the children under his knees. There is a son who survived the world, and if his whereabouts cannot be traced in this life, the concubine will chant sutras to the Buddha every day, praying for his well-being... If I can find him, my Yuan family will give up my life to repay him."

Li Qingjue trembled in a daze, and his eyes were wet in an instant.

It turned out that his father still did not forget to tell him his last words before he left, and he still tried his best to plan for him on the last journey of his life, paving the way for him back then.

"The master has not forgotten the words of Mr. He for many years. Unfortunately, he is still far away in the frontier. If he can see you well with his own eyes, I don't know how to be relieved..." The old lady finally shed tears.

Li Qingjue was heartbroken when he heard that, and after a long while, he regained his senses, suppressing the mist in his eyes, and helped the old lady to sit back in her seat.

There were two light knocks outside the door, and it was the servant girl who reminded me that a waiter from the store had brought dishes upstairs.

The old lady had wandered absent-mindedly for a long time before, and came into the building at noon, just to avoid people's suspicion, so as to make the meeting with Li Qingjue today an extra excuse to have dinner with friends.

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and all kinds of delicacies were presented to the upper table, she quietly wiped away the tears on her face, and then raised her head to look dignified and solemn.

Perhaps the light in the room was not clear, and the atmosphere between the two of them was really unusual, which made the shop waiter couldn't help sneaking a few glances.Mrs. Yun was not angry, she took the chopsticks from the side and handed them to Li Qingjue, her gestures showed pity for the elders, and she deliberately called out: "My nephew just said that he was hungry, so I would like to use more."

Li Qingjue received it knowingly, and replied "Thank you, aunt".

The waiter in the shop was no longer curious, and after finishing the dishes, he enthusiastically left a voice of "Guests are slow to serve", and left the room with a smile.

After the person had left, the old lady was relieved, she put down her chopsticks and continued what she had just said, calmed down a little now, and then she got to the point and asked: "Young Master He just said that I have something to ask, What is it?"

Li Qingjue was not in a hurry to respond positively, and after thinking about it, he said euphemistically: "Back then, the Yuanhe family was imprisoned because of the competition for the reserve. Madam must have already thought through the cause and effect."

When he was speaking, he saw that the eyes of the old lady were clear, so he knew that what he said was correct.

"At that time, Liu Yin, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, who was the father of Concubine Yi, feared that the He family would block the way for the sixth prince to seize the heir, so he ruthlessly wiped out the He family, so that the Yuan family became a fish in the pond... The past is over. Now, although Liu Yin is relegated outside, he has never stretched out his hand half an inch from the court, and I don't know how many courtiers in the court are still plotting to destroy the prince and help the sixth prince gain power." Li Qingjue paused at this point, and then continued Ask clearly, "The prince's place is very dangerous. Nearly [-]% of the military power in the court is in the hands of the generals of the Marquis of Wuyang, and this party is all won by Liu Yin. Sooner or later, the sword will go to the prince... Junior It is precisely for this reason that I have come here to ask the Yuan family to help me sincerely, to bring order out of chaos, and to restore the right way."

After hearing this, the old lady pondered for a long time, her heart was more shocked than melancholy, and she asked him: "The He family suffered such a catastrophe, and after more than ten years, you still serve the crown prince with your own efforts?"

Li Qingjue nodded, and said: "The ambition to protect the reserve will not change in life or death."

The elder lady let out a long sigh.

"My Yuan family has only been loyal to the emperor for generations," she smiled bitterly, which made Li Qingjue feel troubled, but then turned around, "But if Mr. He wishes, the Yuan family will definitely help."

When He Bingrong resolutely refused to die, the fate of the Yuan family was continued for him. The obstinacy ended at that time, and the grace was born at that time.

The Yuan family has never been a foolish and loyal generation in the eyes of the world. They protect the country and the land, serve the king and the people, and serve as ministers;

Be a man before you can be a minister.

"Young Master He, don't worry, the concubine has agreed for the master. If there is any need in the future, my Yuan family will respond to every request."

Li Qingjue was so moved that he got up to pay respects.

"The kindness of the Yuan family will be remembered by the younger generation for life!"