Huaibi

In the past, the childish child is no longer, and he is already a handsome young man.

On the north side of the side courtyard of Xu'an Hall, a pomegranate tree was brought in at some point.

It was a cool autumn, and He Jinyi, who was over fourteen years old, stood in the prince's dormitory, looking at the branches with great interest for a long time, with nothing in his hands, but he was full of momentum compared to his bow full of arrows Aim at a ruddy and shiny fruit among the branches and leaves.

Ping Huaizhen came from a distance, and when he saw this scene, he stopped in his tracks.

He Jinyi has always been good at archery, and Ping Huaizhen remembers that he firmly believed in the saying of "Piercing Yang with a hundred steps", and as he improved his archery skills, he also tried to follow suit, aiming his bow at a small willow leaf a hundred steps away.It's a pity that he was young after all, the arrow only moved a few willow branches at that time, he was not without disappointment, until Ping Huaizhen picked up the arrow, put the bitten apple on it, and exaggeratedly exclaimed: "It's a precise arrow Law!"

He Jinyi immediately burst out laughing, and since then, he no longer prefers willow leaves, and only shoots the fruits on the branches to the ground.

Right now there must be no rules in the palace, although there are no real bows and arrows, the appearance is not half-perfunctory.

He Jinyi's "arrow" shot without vain, one move fell, and Ping Huaizhen, who suddenly appeared, held his chest and took two steps back.He couldn't help laughing, and quickly stepped forward to play with this person, pretending to check the injury.

Pointing at his heart, Ping Huaizhen joked: "Jin Yi, you are the only one in this world who dares to point an arrow at this prince."

He Jinyi smiled and shook his head with him: "The prince is wrong, the minister's arrow is only aimed at the demon barrier behind the prince."

"There is only one pomegranate tree behind me."

Ping Huaizhen turned sideways happily, picked the plump fruit and handed it to him.He Jinyi reached out to take it, put it up to his nose and smelled a sweet fragrance, looked around the courtyard, and felt that there could be an extra red and green tree in the courtyard, which added a bit of charm, and he couldn't help being curious: "Where did the prince find this tree? I didn't see it when I came here before."

"It was moved from the Imperial Garden." Ping Huaizhen replied, "Yesterday, my father did his homework, and a volume of "Wen Xin Diao Long", I can recite everything that is lit. If the father is happy, he will reward it." I, I was thinking that the newly planted pomegranate in the imperial garden bears fruit, so why don't I ask for it?"

He was full of complacency between the lines, and He Jinyi heard it interesting, walked half a circle around the tree pot, and tasted it carefully for a while.

Ping Huaizhen watched comfortably from the side, recalling yesterday's incident, he chased after him and asked, "Jin Yi, your brother was crowned yesterday, but is it still lively?"

He Jinyi couldn't help but laugh when the question was inappropriate, thinking about how to get back to him, but after much deliberation, he could only live up to his expectations, and told him truthfully: "It's just a coronation ceremony, what's the excitement? Besides, it's tiring to watch , my brother stood and knelt, combed his hair and put it in a bun for a long time, and put on four crowns."

Although Ping Huaizhen also knows folk etiquette, but after all, he has never seen it with his own eyes, thinking that everything is much easier than the prince's crowning ceremony, but he never thought that it would be so cumbersome to hear it from He Jinyi's mouth, and he inevitably felt bored, sighed and shook his head .Seeing his disappointed expression, He Jinyi hurriedly chose some interesting stories to tell him.

"My brother was given the character 'Chang Ming' when he turned [-]. I see that my brother's classmates and friends have changed their name to him as 'Chang Ming'."

Ping Huaizhen really heard some interest.

"When I reach the crown, there will be words."

"'Qingjue'." Ping Huaizhen continued his words as if offering a treasure, "Jin Yi is Qing Lianzhuoyu, a gentleman is like the wind. Do you like the word 'Qingjue'?"

He Jinyi didn't understand what he meant at first, but when he came back to his senses, he immediately opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Ping Huaizhen asked expectantly: "Do you like it? If you like it, I will treat you to the crown, and I will ask my father to bestow this word on you."

He Jinyi blushed slowly, silently recited "Qing Jue" once, and then recited "Qing Lian Zhuo Yu, a gentleman is like the wind".

The slightly cool pomegranate fruit was rolled back and forth on the cheeks, He Jinyi bent his eyes and smiled slightly.

Ping Huaizhen knew it, he liked it.

Because he likes it, these two words can be called an excellent gift, which He Jinyi is willing to accept; as long as he likes it, Ping Huaizhen will put it in his heart, wait for him to be crowned, and give him a new word.

The dead are like this, the young children have known each other for nearly nine years, and in just a few years, the immature teenagers should grow into boys in their twenties. In short, the days and months are long, just waiting to walk side by side.

Ping Huaizhen looked at him happily, his eyes were bright and full of longing.

He Jinyi was happy, but didn't know how to respond to him, so he felt the pomegranate fruit and walked out of the courtyard, pretending to be taking a walk, walking aimlessly for a while, just in front of Wen Cui Hall, where he usually lives.The master is giving a lecture in the classroom, and there are only a few dwarfs who are not more than ten years old.

The two stopped, and Ping Huaizhen looked inside with great interest, and what he saw at a glance was not the little overlord sixth brother in the palace, but Rui and Wang Shizi Ping Feiqing, who were accompanying students in the palace.

Among the current Holy Majesty's brothers, Rui and Wang Ye are the closest to Emperor Hongxuan.

Before Emperor Hongxuan came to the throne, he was the son of the empress. He had a mother and brother under him, but they were not Rui and Wang, but Chengyuan Wang who seldom appeared in the palace.The courtiers didn't know what kind of rift there was between the two brothers, but they all knew it well, and they saw clearly that Rui and the prince were related to each other.

The reason is not difficult to understand, this Rui and Wang are nearly [-] years younger than Emperor Hongxuan, they have been lively since childhood, have no ambitions, do not covet imperial power, and are born with eloquent tongues only to please the king.Emperor Hongxuan was willing to listen to his magpie-like flattery, and was satisfied with his non-controversial and harmless, so he would naturally give him what he wanted and indulge him.

But Rui and Wang didn't want to be presumptuous, they only put their fancy intestines on the soft and fragrant woman, squandered the inexhaustible glory, and just carried the women they liked into the mansion one by one.However, after many years, Rui and Wang had only one son, Ping Feiqing, who was only six years old and born to the concubine.

The six-year-old Ping Feiqing has a calmness beyond his age, and his temperament is very different from his father. Emperor Hongxuan has met him several times and said with a smile that he followed his mother.Ping Feiqing raised her face and replied to Emperor Hongxuan: "Back to the emperor, my mother often taught Qing'er to think carefully and act hard, to be calm and far-reaching. Although Qing'er still doesn't understand, she will definitely obey her mother's words, practice literature and martial arts, cultivate one's morality, and one day Can share worries for the emperor."

Emperor Hongxuan laughed out loud when he heard the words, and the majestic emperor squatted down and pinched Ping Feiqing's childish face.

In this way, Rui and Wang Shizi Ping Feiqing were sent to Wencui Palace, and the sixth prince Ping Huaihao, who was nine years old at the same year, studied together.

Ping Huaizhen watched from outside the hall, in the hall Ping Feiqing had serious eyebrows and eyes, and his serious face at such a young age always made children of the same age not want to get close to him, but in the end it was Ping Huaizhen who talked more with him.After a long time, Ping Feiqing also liked to listen to his lessons, and stuffed some truths from the prince into his mind.

Ping Huaizhen had some things to say easily, but secretly felt that this younger brother outside the palace was closer to him than everyone else in the palace. He seemed serious, but in fact he was soft in heart, he was a lovable child.However, the children of the royal family are different from ordinary people. Ping Huaizhen knows that what he likes should not be overly partial, and what he hates should not be superficial. This kind of relationship can last for the longest time.

The master in the room asked Ping Feiqing to get up to answer the question. Ping Feiqing didn't seem nervous, and got a few words of praise, and also got a few jealous eyes from the sixth prince.

Ping Huaizhen looked at it with interest, and listened to the master's "Zi Yue" day after day, tilted his head and smiled at He Jinyi: "Look, Jin Yi, the Zi said, 'I have five out of ten As for learning', then why are the children in this palace all 'as for learning' when they are only five years old?"

The children in the palace complained about their hard work inside and outside the words.He Jinyi looked at him speechlessly, and laughed out loud for a while: "The prince has a heavy burden on his shoulders, you have to learn when you are learning, and you have to learn when you are not learning."

Ping Huaizhen smiled and shook his head.

The dwarves were still holding the scrolls and chattering loudly. He listened for a while, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "In a person's life, the crown is crowned at twenty, and the crown is established at thirty. Jin Yinian and Jiaguan can also have words, but I still can't have them. Sorry, sorry!"

Seeing that he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, He Jinyi pretended to be mature, pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

"With an identity like a prince, even if he has a character, no one dares to call him directly. It doesn't make much difference whether he has it or not."

Hearing this, Ping Huaizhen nodded and put on an air of approval, but suddenly approached his ear and coaxed him in a low voice: "If I have words, I'll just ask Jin Yi to listen to them."

He Jinyi's ears turned half red.

Ping Huaizhen followed the temptation and led him into his own pit: "I gave Jin Yi 'Qing Jue' as a gift, is it possible that Jin Yi will not give back two words?"

"I don't have the guts."

He Jinyi cupped his hands and said goodbye, Ping Huaizhen followed him with a smile.

Several noble sons in Wen Cui Hall left the hall to rest, Ping Feiqing walked in front, and when he went down the steps, he saw the two princes who turned their heads and looked at them, they stopped from a distance and were about to salute.Behind him, the sixth prince was in a hurry, ran out in a hurry, slipped from the steps, rolled down without paying attention, and pressed Ping Feiqing like a meat pad.

Ping Huaizhen's eyelids twitched, and he stepped forward to pull it, but the eunuch behind him ran fast, helped the sixth prince up with quick eyes and hands, and was busy patting the ashes for the master.Ping Feiqing also stood up with the support, the palms of his hands were a little scratched, but the sixth prince who was intact behind him cried out first.

Ping Feiqing turned her head to take a look, and the little one asked with a blank expression: "Why are you crying?"

Ping Huaihao stared at him, seeing that the eyes of this younger brother who was two years younger than him had never turned red, he faintly felt ashamed, with tears dripping down his face, he hummed, turned and left.

Ping Huaizhen actually started to laugh when he saw it, and with a smile, he saw that the child had rearranged his clothes before saluting to him, while He Jinyi also asked "Your Majesty".He held up the palm and looked at it, and took Ping Feiqing back to the bedroom. Before leaving, he glanced at the eunuch who was bowing beside him: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and send the imperial doctor to the Xu'an Hall."

The eunuch was in a hurry to invite, Ping Feiqing followed Ping Huaizhen and the two to the Xu'an Palace, and was served by a maidservant to change into a suit of clothes, her hair was tied up, and she waited for the imperial physician to apply medicine to the palm.

Ping Huaizhen saw that he was so young, but he was more calm and unhurried than He Jinyi back then, and he couldn't help but asked for a moment: "Xiao Liu is taller than you, doesn't it hurt you to fall on you like this?"

"Pain is painful," Ping Feiqing replied truthfully, "if it hurts, it will hurt. It was the sixth prince who was careless first, and there is always no way to avoid disasters."

Ping Huaizhen sounded very interesting, touched his head, and once again felt very fond of this younger brother.But he knew that although Ping Feiqing loved to be close to him, he never broke the rules, and he was not even as unrestrained as He Jinyi.He originally thought that Ping Feiqing had always been in awe of the princes, but it wasn't until he saw more and more about the attitude of the young son of the Rui and Wang family towards the sixth prince of the current dynasty that he realized that was not the case.

Taking advantage of no one around, he simply asked bluntly: "Xiao Liu is spoiled by nature, if you are so merciless, aren't you afraid that he will play tricks on you?"

Ping Feiqing frowned and thought for a while, and it seemed that he was worried, but after a long while, he still shook his head and said helplessly, "No, he keeps crying, and I really can't laugh."

Ping Huaizhen leaned on the couch and smiled and looked up, He Jinyi was also listening with interest, watching Ping Huaizhen tease him, while walking slowly to the side of the desk, absently touching the paperweight and pen rest.

The happy Ping Huaizhen sat up straight, gave up the joke, and said to Ping Feiqing with half seriousness: "In the future, even if you don't like it, keep your mouth shut; when you can't laugh, don't stare at me. Him. Do you understand? Whether you understand it or not, remember it well."

So Ping Feiqing nodded to him regardless of whether he understood it or not: "My brother remembers it."

He Jinyi listened to the conversation, looked up at Ping Huaizhen's mature profile, and remembered that he was once simple and pure when he was the son of a prince.The two accompanied each other day by day, but they didn't realize how each other had grown into teenagers bit by bit.

Now in the eyes of Ping Huaizhen, the young He Jinyi is pure and gentle, and a gentleman is like the wind, but in the eyes of He Jinyi, Ping Huaizhen is even more handsome and radiant.

He is the prince of the current dynasty and the monarch who will expand the territory in the future.If He Jinyi can become Ping Huaizhen's virtuous courtier like Liang Yu, and become a helper above the court, then Ping Huaizhen must be a thick mountain stone enough to hide jade treasures, and an indispensable foundation for the blood of the dynasty.

He Jinyi raised his pen to moisten the ink, and quietly wrote two words with downcast eyes.

Not long after, the imperial physician arrived, and Ping Feiqing's palm was well medicated, and he went back to study in Wencui Hall.Ping Huaizhen had time to lean over to He Jinyi's side to see what he was doing these days.

He Jinyi suddenly became nervous, and wanted to cover up the rice paper with Chinese characters written on it with his palm.

Ping Huaizhen raised his eyebrows slightly, and pressed his hand on one side of the paper, trying to pull it out, but He Jinyi refused to let go, secretly regretting his feeling just now.The two wrestled for a while, but Ping Huaizhen didn't dare to use any strength, for fear of tearing the fragile rice paper, so he stared at him solemnly and said, "If Jin Yi doesn't let go, this prince will tickle you."

He Jinyi was speechless, and Fang even praised him for being more mature, which made him play childish again.He knew that Ping Huaizhen dared to do what he said, so he couldn't help but backed away with a guilty conscience.

As soon as his strength relaxed, the rice paper completely fell into Ping Huaizhen's hands.

Ping Huaizhen succeeded in this, examined the ink on the paper contentedly, and wrote the two characters - Yulang.

"who?"

"In a storybook..."

"Which one?" Ping Huaizhen asked endlessly, quite shamelessly, "I don't know which character in the storybook can be more suitable for this name than me?"

He Jinyi was immediately angry and funny.

Ping Huaizhen pushed forward: "Then thank you Jin Yi for donating the words?"

He Jinyi simply compared his face with him, and denied it flatly: "I am timid, I have never written half a word, so why don't I say it?"

Ping Huaizhen laughed non-stop when he heard the words, threw the paper into the water basin, and watched it dissolve in water, destroying the corpse and obliterating the traces.

"Well, Jin Yi never wrote anything, I secretly gave myself an alias."

He Jinyi saw that what he said became more and more true, and it didn't seem like a joke, so he looked out of the window helplessly.Ping Huaizhen looked back with his eyes, there was no one outside, but knowing that he felt uneasy inside, she dragged him further into the hall, and said in a low voice: "You are only allowed to call me like this, no one else is allowed."

He Jinyi was actually happy in his heart, but on the surface he blamed himself very much, reflecting that he was becoming more and more unruly.Thinking about it, he was shaken again like a gourd. He was so entangled that he couldn't do anything, so he nodded in a subtle way.

"Huh?" Ping Huaizhen still thought he was dazzled.

He Jinyi didn't bother him, sighed and walked out, letting him follow behind to complain: "Jinyi doesn't like to speak out even more when he has something to say."

"If you speak bluntly a few more times, your head will fall off." He Jinyi looked at him tiltedly, pointing at his neck annoyedly, "Look, it's on the verge of falling."

Ping Huaizhen was so happy that he finally stopped making noise.

After a while, Ping Huaizhen called him in a low voice.He Jinyi turned his head sideways, listening to his words: "No matter when, as long as I live, I will definitely protect you."

He Jinyi stopped in his tracks, his heart pounding, inexplicably feeling the first time since he met Ping Huaizhen, what could be truly called mixed taste.

At that time, he was ignorant and half-knowledgeable, and it was difficult to distinguish clearly. He only vaguely felt that maybe in the next few decades, if he lacked Ping Huaizhen, he really didn't know how to live.