King's man

The four of them sat for a while in the Lingyan Pavilion on Yunyin Lake, Qingping took Lan Ling to feed the fish in the waterside pavilion, groups of fish gathered around to fight for food and play, it was very merry.Lan Ling's laughter followed the play of the fish into the Lingyan Pavilion, where Du Jinghong and Yang Xian were still sitting.For so many years, Yang Xian has always wanted to talk to her about some things, but it was extremely difficult to bring them up. He wanted to let go, and deliberately avoided them. After all, it was still like a thorn in his throat, unable to swallow or spit out, and stuck there all the time.His eyes followed her, seeing Lan Ling throwing a ball of fish food into the water, watching the fish snatching the food with great interest, and couldn't help laughing happily.It's great, at an age where you don't know anything, you can laugh so recklessly!My cousin was once so naive.He couldn't turn his head back, and took a look at her who had faded from her greenness. She was too bright, too proud, and too lonely.He got up and walked towards Qingping and the others.

Lan Ling excitedly pointed at the school of fish in the water, "Brother Qingping, look! That little fish is red." She was only looking at the fish, and didn't notice that Yang Xian was already standing beside her. "I also saw a blue one!" Yang Xian said jokingly. "Where is it?" Lan Ling continued to ask, looking around without looking back.Yang Xian leaned down on the railing, pointed at Lanling's shadow and said, "Isn't it!" Lanling saw her reflection in the water, raised her mouth, and was about to say that Qingping was making fun of her, then looked at her shadow The person next to him was the emperor, and hurriedly stood up and lowered his head to greet Du Jinghong like that: "Your Majesty!" Yang Xian smiled gently and teased, "Why did you have so much fun with your elder brother Qingping? I'm so afraid that I even forgot the word "brother!" Lan Ling was a little nervous at first, but after hearing this, she looked up and saw the emperor smiling so gently, it wasn't scary at all, so she couldn't help smiling.

Qingping quietly moved aside to look in the mirror by the water.The silhouette of Du Jinghong is reflected on the water. She sits leaning against the pillar, holding the railing with her left arm. The afterglow of the setting sun is coming from the west, and she has a blush on her beautiful face, which is radiant; the wind on the lake blows her hair, Blowing a few wisps of ups and downs, infinite style; while she looked at the lakes and mountains in the distance, with a smile on her lips, she had a kind of calm and comfortable panoramic view of thousands of mountains and rivers.

Qingping just looked at it like that, the sun was setting, the light was getting darker, and the color of the lake turned deep.This day is going to pass again, and he still doesn't want to go back.Can't bear to let go of this opportunity.For the first time, I felt so close to her.

He wasn't the only one who wasn't interested.Yang Xian had ordered the eunuchs in the imperial dining room to serve dinner in Lingyan Pavilion.The ladies and eunuchs were busy again.The night is light and the crescent moon is curved.Lingyan Pavilion hung glazed lanterns, six of which were emeraldly bright above the head.All the people present here have fair complexion, clean and delicate complexion. "I heard that Lan Ling is learning the piano, does your majesty want to hear it?" Qing Ping said to Yang Xian in an expectant tone.Yang Xian was about to speak, but Du Jinghong had already said, "Cousin, Lan Ling is a beginner, and I'm not good at playing the piano, so let me help you!" Yang Xian glanced at her, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm sorry, cousin." wish for it.I didn't dare to ask extravagantly, but I didn't expect her to volunteer to contribute music, so I was quite surprised.Of course it was a surprise.

Yang Xian ordered someone to go to Meixue Palace to pick up the piano.From ancient times to the present, there are two famous Qins in the world, one is Zhuyin and the other is Qifeng.And what Du Jinghong is holding on to is exactly one of them, the sound of swimming, which was also given by Yang Xian.Du Jinghong put the piano on the desk, picked it up a few times with her slender fingers, the tone was clear and beautiful, then she straightened her face and began to play Yiyi.

Qingping heard such a beautiful piano sound for the first time.He looked at the night outside the pavilion, obsessed with emptiness.The night sky is vast, and a few clouds float by, making it difficult to see clearly.A few fireflies danced and chased, and the green light moved across the open lawn.The sound of the piano is ethereal.People are attracted by the sound of the piano, as if they are in the uninhabited wilderness, the clear sky is clear, and the wilderness is thousands of miles; it is also like being in the snowy field in the suburbs, the vast land is boundless;How can there be such a beautiful piano sound, which makes people completely irresistible, and can't help sinking into the memories from ancient times to the present!The sound of the piano is like this, but what about the person playing the piano?It seems that for a moment, the mysterious veil was lifted by the wind, and the soft thoughts could be touched, but when the wind passed by, the veil fell again.Seen, never seen clearly.He always felt that her thoughts were hidden there, but he didn't know it.

Even Lan Ling was moved, almost to tears.She looked at the emperor, who was resting his hand on his forehead, as if he was bowing his head in thought.Actually, Yang Xian didn't want others to see the wet corners of his eyes.Those pasts are really gone.The unbearable and beautiful things are like the waves of this lake hidden in the night, and also silent in memory.It's not luck, nor regret, it's just that today, it's not easy.Obviously want to remember, but dare not.once.That was his initial joy in this world.It was obvious that my heart was pounding, but in the end it turned into tens of thousands of years of silence.Never bring it up again.That's fine, it's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to stay in touch with each other.The sound of the piano, like tears dripping on a jade plate, is so beautiful that it breaks your heart.So far, there is nothing to let go of!Since the cousin has no complaints in her heart, just like the sound of the piano, it has accumulated richness and returned to ethereal.It is the night that hides all the beauty and all the gorgeous tranquility.

At the end of the song, everyone is still immersed in their own world.There was a long silence.Lan Ling really wanted to ask her sister what piece she was playing, it was so good that she wanted to learn it too.Looking at the expressions that are still in the aftertaste, any sound appears too hastily.

Maybe she didn't blame him either.Yang Xian suddenly thought of the queen.The last time I went to Lanxiang Palace to see her, she was embroidering, stitch by stitch, equally calm and dignified, and I couldn't see how the pregnancy had affected her.Thinking about it now, her face seemed to be fuller, and her brows and eyes were more peaceful than before.He didn't notice it at the time.For so many years, no matter how much they respected him, they have always accompanied him in this palace.Even though he was lonely, he was not lonely alone, why didn't they accompany him!It's time to go for a walk. "The sound of my cousin's piano has the natural interest of the blue sky and wild fields. I plan to go to Xishan on the [-]th of this month. Do you and Lan Ling go?" At the end of the sentence, the three of them looked at Du Jinghong.Yang Xian was waiting for an answer, but Qingping was much more eager.

Du Jinghong didn't look at the two of them, she only glanced at Lan Ling, and saw that her eyes were dark, and the light of the glazed lamp flickered in the dark pupils, such eyes are really irresistible! "Lan Ling, I know you want to learn the piece I played just now. I'll teach you, so let's not go." She said in a beautiful voice, but looked at Yang Xian.Lan Ling's eyes suddenly filled with water, and she felt indescribably wronged.Qingping's disappointment was no less than hers, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he almost disappeared into the night.On the contrary, Yang Xian smiled.Qingping understood, raised her head and looked at Yang Xian, full of gratitude and joy.Lan Ling turned to look at Yang Xian, her innocent eyes still open.

"I have a way to get your sister to agree to a spring outing in the palace together, how will you repay me?" Qingping said to Lan Ling with a smile. "What do you want me to do?" Lan Ling, who was always smart, said obediently at this moment. "Call for brother, and I'll help you!" Qingping was proud, and her smile became brighter.Lan Ling looked at him and thought, this man is really suitable for her sister, and only his outstanding handsomeness can match her sister's alluring beauty.The idea popped up, and she herself found it funny.Laughed.When he spoke again, the words "Brother Qingping" were very sweet.

"Don't worry, just pack your bags and go with us!" Qingping said in a relaxed and cheerful tone.Lan Ling looked at Du Jinghong again, saw her drinking from the wine glass, and smiled brightly to herself.Lan Ling suddenly realized that she was being teased, and stretched out her arms to hug Du Jinghong's waist, "Sister, you actually bullied me with them!" She was still like a little girl.Du Jinghong held Lan Ling's pretty face with both hands, "You like it, so I'll go with you, isn't it good?" Lan Ling sat up, smiling again, her pupils darkened. "Thank you brother emperor!" He poured a glass of wine for Yang Xian.

Seeing this situation, Yang Xian was moved in his heart.At this moment, seeing Lan Ling pouring wine for him, he drank it with a smile.Putting down the wine glass and looking at Du Jinghong, her cheeks were flushed, and the halo in her blue eyes flowed, as if she had returned to the description of 15 years old.Looking at Qingping again, she was not present, the seat was empty.Yang Xian looked around, but still did not see him.With quick eyes and quick hands, Lan Ling pointed to the shore to Yang Xian.Yang Xianfang was relieved, and still talked and laughed with Lan Ling.

Suddenly Qingping came back and brought a sachet, glowing green and bright, I don't know what it is.Qingping shook the pouch in front of Lanling's eyes, and Lanling saw that there were fireflies in it, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Sister, look!" Du Jinghong looked at it, and said with a smile, "The ancient sack Yingyingxue, I heard that Mr. Qingping is rehearsing a new play recently, is it possible that he is also preparing for the Nangying night battle?" Qingping felt a little embarrassed when she heard this, and gave the sachet to Lanling, who replied, "I made the imperial concubine laugh, this thing But it's all for playing with the imperial concubine!" Talking and laughing, the four of them had gone around the waterside pavilion and returned to the shore.Du Jinghong turned her head to look at Qingping, smiled brightly, then turned her head and whispered something to Lan Ling quietly, and saw Lan Ling stretched out her hands, holding the pouch in her palm.Du Jinghong smiled and untied it, and a green light came out, growing into a tree, branching out into thousands of branches, blooming into flowers, like green fireworks slowly blooming in the night sky.bright.bright. "Just like flowers are most beautiful when they are falling, so are fireflies when they are rising!" Du Jinghong said with a voiceless voice.In comparison, she is more chic than Qingping.Later, Yang Xian and the two escorted them all the way to Meixue Palace before returning.

On the [-]th day, Yang Xian led a long group of people meandering out of the palace gate and heading towards the west mountain.Du Jinghong and Lan Ling are naturally among them, and they share the same bridge.Also, sitting with the emperor on the dragon.There is an empty sedan chair behind.It was prepared for Qingping, but he was not among them.He insisted on riding beside Long Xuan on horseback.Yang Xian insisted on preparing the sedan chair for him in case he got tired on the way.

As the convoy traveled through the streets of the capital, Yidu saw a rare occasion in decades.The crowds on both sides of the street were so crowded that even a needle could not be inserted.Many households in the capital mobilized their wives and belts before the sun came out, and took up their seats on the street where the emperor's procession passed, just to see their king, queen, and the long-awaited queen's womb. The future emperor of Pingguo.I am afraid of missing this rare opportunity.The old shops on both sides of the street are full of business. Not only are the seats full, but even the open space is full of people. Be careful, it’s hot!” The bosses couldn’t handle it, so they had to carefully control the situation, and finally blocked the door, yelling to the turbulent flow of people outside the door, “There’s no room left! You can’t get in. , let’s go to another house to see, you can’t get in!” The voices of those people rang out at the same time, “I’ve seen it all.” “I can’t move at all!” , a woman's shrill laughter, and a child's cry.Countless kinds are mixed together, and nothing can be heard clearly.

The noisy street suddenly fell silent.Everyone didn't know what was going on, stood on tiptoe and looked around, waited for a while, nothing happened, and suddenly the voice sounded again, filling the sky.Suddenly, "Come! Come!" was heard in the crowd. The adults hurriedly stood up straight, and those with the children coaxed the children to stop crying.Everything is ready and everyone is looking forward to it.As a result, after waiting for a long time, there was no shadow at all.There was another sound of complaints from the crowd, who knows who is spreading nonsense.

On the same street, crowded and crowded, leisurely and still leisurely.Those princes and nobles often reserved the third floor of the restaurant and teahouse, enjoying the superior location, and drinking tea slowly, without rushing at all.Because they didn't expect that at all.It's not that I haven't seen it before, but I can't come.And the reason why they came was not to join in the excitement, but to laugh at the ignorant ordinary citizens in the excitement, to gossip about the secrets of the emperor's harem, and to highlight their own power.Therefore, there is a sense of superiority in my heart that stands out from the crowd.

On the third floor of Yiming Pavilion, Murong Su was sitting by the window.He looks pale, drinks by himself, and doesn't chat with others.The world was quiet again, and even the two children from the aristocratic families who had been chatting at the next table were silent, got up and stood by the window.He knew that the emperor had appeared.He still sat there without turning his head to look.He poured a glass of wine and drank it.Another glass.All the people in the street knelt down, "Long live the emperor!" Zhentian Mountain shouted wave after wave.The line is getting closer.He casually looked up to the window.Sitting next to that person is the Queen.Behind it is a female sedan chair, with gold and jade tassels, which is extraordinarily gorgeous.He knew it wasn't her.That was Concubine Du Gui, and the people in the uncle's residence had already released the news.There was a sedan chair behind him, and his heart suddenly jumped a few times, and he could hardly bear it.Is it her?Did she follow her out of the palace?He looked carefully again, there were no maids around the sedan chair, and there was no Yingxiu figure nearby.Just know, without her.Still can't help but be disappointed.In fact, he couldn't see her even when he was there, but even if he just took a look at the sedan chair she was riding in.He picked up the glass and put it down again.Wine was also tasteless.

"The queen is really dignified and beautiful!" "The noble concubine in the sedan chair at the back is amazingly beautiful! It is said that her eyes are blue." The two young people started discussing again. "Look, the rider next to Long Huo is Qingping. She looks so good-looking, even her hands are softer than a woman's!" "Brother Wu, how do you know his hands are soft? You can't touch them!"

The conversation that followed gradually became unsettling.Murong Su drank the wine.He glanced up at the man on the horse again.But seeing his delicate eyebrows, his handsome expression, there is a kind of feminine charm in his unrestrained and romantic manner.Seeing his fur flying on horseback and his contented appearance, he is very proud of himself.Why do you feel that this person looks familiar, as if you have seen him before.A trace of doubt flashed in Murong Su's heart.In an instant, he was abandoned again.It doesn't matter if you recognize it or not, anyway, it has nothing to do with yourself.He is still a faint look.

The people who fell into the frenzy of admiration, after witnessing the beauty of the emperor's majestic queen, couldn't help but pay attention to the man on the horse next to him.His handsome appearance seems to be higher than those two.He is the actor, the king's man.Ordinary people are not as enthusiastic about state affairs and the overall situation of the government as those courtiers, so Qingping's success in one step has filtered out the orthodox moral elements in their legends, and it has become a legend.Looking at this stunningly beautiful man, they felt another kind of admiration different from royal worship.As a result, for a long time thereafter, Qingping became their gossip.

Yang Xian led the people out of the city and headed towards Xishan.After having lunch at the foot of the mountain, he ordered everyone to go to the West Palace to make some preparations. He only brought Qingping and the empress and concubine to climb the mountain on foot at a leisurely pace.Along the way, the mountains are green and quiet, and the birdsong is crisp.Flowers and plants alternate with each other, and sometimes there are towering trees.The afternoon sun in late spring is getting warmer than summer.Tired from walking, they rested in the pavilion.Yang Xian's mouth was a little dry, and the eunuch brought tea.He glanced at the person beside him, her face was plump and serene, which was also the reason for walking, there were tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, shining brightly in the sun.Yang Xian felt that the fine sweat on the tip of her nose made her look cute, so it was rare for him to hand her the tea gently.Chen Huilan was shocked for a moment, and a blush spread across her cheeks.She took the cup and took a sip.Seeing this, Qingping was worried that Du Jinghong would feel uncomfortable, so she also offered her a cup of tea. It happened that Lanling felt her lips were dry after talking freely all the way, so she went to hold a cup for Du Jinghong, and the three of them Look at each other and laugh at each other. "Lanling, drink it first if you're thirsty!" Du Jinghong was considerate of her, and took what Qingping handed to her. Qingping was full of joy when she had a rare opportunity to show courteousness in front of her.

The pavilion where everyone rests their feet is also very conveniently built. If you look around in the open space, you can see the whole Yidu in front of you.It was Qingping's first time overlooking the capital.The sun above the head brushed the bridge of the nose, leaving bright spots in the eyes, and the gentle breeze blowing in the valley brought a little bit of coolness.Everything is comfortable and pleasant.Yang Xian and Du Jinghong also came and stood beside them.The layout of Yidu is the pattern of the north, square and square, the horizontal and vertical main streets can still be discerned, and the rows of houses are divided into blocks, which is also very neat.Looking at the city and the land under his feet, Yang Xian felt the pride of being king.There is the imperial city of Tianjia, the land of their Yang family.The bustling people there are the people of Pingguo, the people of his Yang Xian!He was a little overwhelmed by the grand idea.

Du Jinghong beside him has been standing still, silent.The most conspicuous thing in Yidu is the Eternal Light Palace, with its golden roof, red walls, emerald green grass, and the condensed green, which is Wuxiu Mountain. The Yunyin Lake next to it is bright and dazzling in the sun, like a mirror, like A chunk of crystal.Obviously beautiful.Du Jinghong was suddenly in a trance, the palace where she usually came and went was only a small space the size of a box, but it was so small.There are so many people locked in the box, crowded with each other, before they can stand upright, another layer is piled on top, pressing the bottom ones to the ground, decaying, disappearing, and being crushed into dust.The top is stacked one after another, one layer after another, appearing and disappearing.Generations of legends, generations of lingering lives.