Huaibi

After noon the rain subsided, Li Qingjue and the crown prince had lunch together in the Zhao Mansion, seeing the blue sky outdoors, the thick clouds had cleared and the sun was shining again, wondering if Rong Xi would return to the building, and left without taking a nap.

Ping Huaizhen also didn't stay long, but he was half a step behind, after saying goodbye, he looked at the handsome back without words, and watched him walk across the corner of the corridor with a green umbrella in his hand, like a fairy in a play, there is no sound when he comes, and there is no trace when he goes .

And the idle courtyard on the side of the corridor is full of human spirit.

Ping Huaizhen stared at the empty corridor for a long time, and brushed the fan from his waist.

From today onwards, with jade bones in his body, he wants all the mountains and rivers to bow his head, and wants the world and everything to be condensed in his palms, so as to add fireworks to this person who has long been burdened by the secular world.

Remnant rain slowly falling a drop from the dragon-climbing eaves of the palace.

The imperial study room has not received the visit of the emperor for a long time, but the Hall of Mental Cultivation is filled with bitter soups day and night.

Emperor Hongxuan has been recuperating here for some time, and his body is getting better, but his cough is still difficult to heal. Whenever he sees the wind, his chest and lungs hurt, and his throat is full of fishy smell from coughing.Ping Huaizhen listened to the heart-pounding voices that day, and because she was worried, she overstepped the rules and remonstrated well. I hope the emperor will not worry too much about state affairs, and rest in peace for the time being, let alone go out in a hurry to avoid being invaded by the wind again.

Xu Shiren's temperament changed a lot at the end of the day, in the past no one in the palace dared to speak against him, but now he sincerely said it from the mouth of the crown prince, Emperor Hongxuan was not even slightly displeased.

The great eunuch, Eunuch Wang, was thinking about it with sweat on his back, and he thought that maybe it had nothing to do with age, if the speaker was just the prince, then the emperor's wrath could be stopped.Otherwise, if it were someone else, just saying "Don't think about state affairs" would be enough to knock his head off ten times.

However, the prince knows one thing but does not know the other. He never expected that Ping Huaizhen was not unintentional, but intentionally said something disrespectful and absurd, so that Emperor Hongxuan would think more about it, and would no longer block the haze of the palace. In addition, self-deception pretends to be peaceful.

In the hall, the golden magpie praying for blessings is embedded high on the beams and pillars, and the pupils reflect a little fire in the gold furnace simmering medicine in the hall.

Emperor Hongxuan leaned back against the dragon couch in a slightly empty state, covered with a brocade quilt, but still didn't feel the heat. After suffering from the meticulousness of Ping Huai's dragon and vermilion robe, he bowed down to watch the fire near the fire, causing a thin sweat to condense on his forehead.

After the incident of poisoning and killing the dragon, Ping Huaizhen ordered people to move the medicine stove to the hall, and decocted medicine with water under the eyes of the prince.

Now that the cup is ready, the prince waited cautiously in front of the prince holding the jade bowl, and when he raised his eyes, he immediately asked someone to bring a cotton cloth and wrap the long handle of the medicine cup carefully.Ping Huaizhen held the cup through a piece of cotton cloth of suitable thickness, and slowly poured the medicine into the bowl, the clear medicine juice was steaming, and the Jingyu was already cold for three minutes after rolling it half a circle.

The son of heaven is arrogant and extravagant, with warm jade in winter and cool jade in summer. He took the bowl, took a spoon, and evenly spread most of the heat in the medicine. He went to the couch and persuaded: "Father, take the medicine. The Youquan Bingyu Bowl usually cools down very quickly, so it's better to take the soup while it's hot."

Emperor Hongxuan closed his eyes and nodded, allowing him to sit beside him and spoon feed him.

After such a short time, when the medicine was about to bottom out, Emperor Hongxuan suddenly smiled and asked: "I have lived in the palace all my life, and I never know what the people's home is like. The 'father is kind and son is filial' in there, but it looks like this. ?”

Ping Huaizhen clapped his hands, fed the last spoonful of medicine in the bowl, and replied in a low voice: "It should look like this."

Emperor Hongxuan was still not satisfied, and asked again: "If the father is sick, does the son take care of everything by himself?"

"I have never seen it before, so I can't say whether it is or not, but it must be."

Emperor Hongxuan nodded: "This is filial piety."

Ping Huaizhen remained silent, handed the bowl to Eunuch Wang sideways, and tightened the quilt for Emperor Hongxuan.

Before he retracted his hand, another subtle word came into his ear: "I have many sons."

Wang Gonggong almost dropped the jade bowl in his hand, he took a half breath in shock, and when he came back to his senses, he stared and sent out the palace servants without leaving the palace.

On the side of the emperor, fortunately, the servants are well-informed and well-informed, as if they have not heard half a word, their eyebrows are lowered, and when they leave the hall, they are like a splash of water, and there is no sound, only the bead curtain touches a few times , let out some ding-dong sounds.

After a while, the triple curtains were all quiet, and Ping Huaizhen seemed to ignore the meaning of the words, and responded meaninglessly: "Father is the son of the real dragon, who is the foundation of the world forever, and he should extend his blood, this is the law of heaven."

"Tianli." Emperor Hongxuan laughed, raised his eyes to look at him, Ping Huaizhen looked back, the loose wrinkles around his eyes made him feel the ruthlessness of time, "I have many sons, and I have had many sons."

Ping Huaizhen listened as usual.

"Your mother conceived a son for me, but she accidentally lost the baby. At that time, the fetus was six months old. The imperial doctor told me that the empress conceived a boy, who should have been my eldest son.

"In the same year, Imperial Concubine Shun was pregnant. During pregnancy, she contracted an illness and her bones were all damaged. After giving birth to her eldest son, she left me within three days. Since then, there has been no imperial concubine in the palace. And my eldest son, Huai Sui, was injured in the womb. The foundation, also fails to be full-term to die young.

"After that, I have you. You have no elder brother, and no biological mother. To protect you, I will send you to the queen's knees and make you the eldest and the first wife. It will be difficult to conceive afterward, and I will treat you as my own in this life... Now it seems that I was right."

At the end of the sentence, Ping Huaizhen recalled the suffering people in the cold palace, and felt a dull pain in his chest.

"The queen mother treats me as if she were her own child."

"Your mother's empress treats you kindly," Emperor Hongxuan said meaningfully, and secretly tore the heavy curtain in front of his eyes, "but most of the things in the palace are not kind."

"Your servant can save you."

Emperor Hongxuan wanted to laugh when he heard these four words, he couldn't bear it for a while, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, waved Ping Huaizhen's caring hand to comfort him, seemed to mock him and himself, endured the discomfort in his throat and said: "You don't have to worry about it." What? As the crown prince, how many people in this palace dare to tell you the truth. How would you know that the empress' miscarriage was caused by others, and the concubine Shun's illness was also poisoned by others. If I don't cure it, then People, if you don’t teach the empress to protect you, how can you keep your son? The so-called laws of heaven are not as good as those of people. If we don’t do our best, I’m afraid that the emperor will be reduced to a real lonely family.”

Ping Huaizhen was stunned in disbelief, with blood in his eyes reminiscing the words that touched his ears, he was shocked by the encounters and dangers experienced by the empress, and surprised by the clarity of the emperor's heart.

In fact, he knew long ago that Emperor Hongxuan knew everything about the origin, but he didn't talk or ask, he just opened his eyes to see clearly, and after weighing, he decided who should stay and who should not stay.

The heart of an emperor is unpredictable and unpredictable to others, and because he bears the entire country on his back, his steps are even heavier.

So now, can Emperor Hongxuan understand everything?

The corners of Ping Huaizhen's eyes were bloodshot, and he asked extremely offensive words cruelly: "Since father can clearly learn from the past, why can't he clearly learn from the current situation?"

Emperor Hongxuan asked without anger: "The prince is referring to the fact that I was poisoned a few days ago?"

The silence in the palace was like stagnant water, the prince stood silently in a corner and his heart trembled from the shock of the words. Hearing the sentence in front of him, he wished he could teach Ping Huaizhen to answer carefully and stop talking nonsense.However, he was very anxious, but he couldn't stop him at all. Although Ping Huaizhen didn't respond, he still nodded straight at the emperor.

In an instant, it was like summer turning into winter. The prince felt chills on his back and stood there motionless, anxiously thinking about the prince's actions. He knew that he had the right to treat him as he hated the assailant. The queen blamed the emperor for what happened.

Over the past few years, the prince has been most aware of Emperor Hongxuan's love for the prince, but the emperor is the son of heaven, he is the father and the king, how can the prince be so disrespectful!

The room was full of silence for a long time, Emperor Hongxuan couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, his eyes fell on his parents and children, and he walked away quietly like flowing water, as if after a long time, he opened his mouth and broke the ice in the room: "I am the Son of Heaven, not a fairy. , I know that the poisoner is definitely not Yantong, but I don't know who it is."

Jin Ping Huaizhen made up his mind before coming here, originally wanted to confess his thoughts and thoughts to Emperor Hongxuan, and at the right time, he had a heart-to-heart with him. We can see."

After the words fell, he took a step back and knelt down.

"My son knows that the father and emperor value family relations. For more than [-] years, the son has been blessed with the protection of the father and the emperor to be healthy. But now the thieves are getting more and more popular. If you indulge yourself, you will have troubles. Please listen to the son's advice. Don't tolerate rape anymore!"

What the crown prince said was still euphemistic, without a single word revealing the mystery, but Emperor Hongxuan certainly understood what he meant, and he sighed helplessly. Finally, when it was time to accept his fate, he said slowly: "Times are different from the past."

The hero is late, and the sun is getting thinner.

What he did in the past was to help Ping Huaizhen learn to be a prince, but what he did in the future was to help him learn to be an emperor.

Emperor Hongxuan suddenly repeated the original words: "I have many sons... I thought my sons were all upright, but I didn't want to disappoint me. Let me see which one is going to kill my siblings and seek my father."

Ping Huaizhen pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, a huge cloud of smoke and dust rose from his chest.

That day when the crown prince and the emperor had a chat, the imperial physicians in the palace panicked all over the hospital, because Emperor Hongxuan's condition took a sudden turn for the worse, he coughed violently and suddenly became bedridden, waking up and fainting from time to time.

After the imperial doctor's examination, he hesitated and dared not speak. He bowed his head and knelt down with his old body trembling, pleading guilty in panic.

It took me a long time to finish the words of losing my head, the imperial doctor's order was afraid that the head of the neck would be lost, and the dark green official robe was soaked in sweat.Fortunately, after a long while, he was not able to vent his anger. Emperor Hongxuan was exhausted and sent him back, unable to listen to the doctor's orders.

The news spread like a gust of wind across the wall, spreading throughout the deep palace that night.

Ping Huaizhen waited in front of the dragon couch for several hours one after another, and when Haishi left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Jiang Chang, who had been waiting outside the hall all day, hurriedly listened to him and whispered something.

Ping Huaizhen nodded after hearing this, everything is going as expected, the rest depends on tomorrow's situation.Afterwards, he thought about it again, and thought about the queen, worried that she would be hurt by hearing the news here, and was really worried, so even though it was late at night, he still decided to go to the cold palace.

While walking, he was a little distracted, and suddenly stopped a few steps forward, looking at the road leading to Fengyi Hall, feeling extremely depressed, and stood silently under the moon for a moment before changing lanes and walking towards the cold palace.

At that time, the lights had already dimmed, and all the palaces and palaces that passed by were dimly lit and dim, and there was only the sound of insects in the quiet space, and the closer to the Leng Palace, the more secluded and lonely.

Ping Huai walked forward along the lonely palace wall, and gradually came into view the hall independent of the desolation, and when he walked closer, he could see two thin night lights under the corridor of the bedroom hall, and the dark and opaque few sash.

The queen had already washed up and went to sleep, Ping Huaizhen thought to herself that she was worrying too much, she relaxed a little, she couldn't help slowing down, wanting to take a look outside before leaving.

There were a pair of night guards in the corridor, one was an ordinary palace maid, and the other was Wu Yangcheng who Li Qingjue had arranged to enter the palace as a fake palace guard.The two saw him coming here from a distance, each saluted and greeted each other, Ping Huaizhen raised his hand and said "Excuse me" in a low voice, and then asked Wu Yangcheng: "How is the queen today?"

"Returning to the prince, the empress is in good spirits today, but later on when she heard that the emperor was ill, she felt very anxious, and she just fell asleep not long ago."

Ping Huaizhen frowned upon hearing this, thinking that since the queen had heard about the Palace of Mental Cultivation, she would not be able to sleep peacefully.Just as he was thinking, he heard the queen's soft call from the hall, and he heard the voice in the corridor, and knew that he was here.

"Mother, the son is here." Ping Huaizhen echoed, turned around and wanted to open the door to enter the hall, but seeing that there was no Mian Chun coming to welcome him, he was quite puzzled, "Where is Mian Chun?"

Wu Yangcheng replied to him: "Serving in the palace, the queen did not see her come out after resting."

Ping Huaizhen nodded, pushed the door open by himself, raised his eyes with the sound of the old wooden door, and there seemed to be a shadow in front of his eyes.

The next moment, Jiang Chang staggered half a step when he heard the servant girl covering her eyes and screaming behind her, but no sound came out of her throat.

The moonlight spilled into the room, Ping Huaizhen narrowed his eyes one by one, suppressed his heart full of shock, stared at the thin figure hanging on the white silk under the beam, and did not move his eyes for a long time.