A bucket of Jiangshan [Rebirth]

Du Mingqian smiled indifferently, and instead of answering, asked, "My lord, don't you know?"

"Do I still ask you if I know?" Yan Shulou frowned. When he was young, he was playful and once called the palace servants to take him out of the palace, but he had never heard of Huxinting before. Du Mingqian dared to make such nonsense , not afraid of offending the emperor and being called a bully.

"The place that even the prince doesn't know, the sage doesn't know about it either," Du Mingqian replied with a deep smile, "The more you don't know the place, the more curious you are, and you will naturally forget the original intention of asking. Is not it?"

The words were so mysterious that Yan Shulou could barely understand them: "You... You are not afraid that the emperor will find out what you said. If he pursues it..."

Du Mingqian looked at Yan Shulou's expression with deep meaning: "My lord, don't you really remember? The Jin Riverside 13 years ago was not called Huxin Pavilion at that time, but Jin... Forget it, my lord. thing, forget it and forget it.”

"What the hell?" Yan Shulou was even more confused, looking at Du Mingqian's eyes filled with strangeness, "Mingyu, what exactly do you want to express?"

"It's nothing." Du Mingqian shrugged his shoulders and changed the subject, "My lord, where are we going later, do we want to go back home?"

"No..." Yan Shulou pinched his fingers, "I remember that today is the day to worship the holy beast. You and I will go to Chengtian Hall together later."

"Holy beast?" Du Mingqian was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that there was a white tiger holy beast in Jingchao that was regarded as a god. It was passed down from generation to generation, and its beast was a symbol of the Son of Heaven, sharing the same honor and adversity with the Son of Heaven, just like a god, Bless Jing Chaotianxia.On a fixed day every year, the emperor must go to worship the holy beast with all the officials and princes, and ask him to bless the country and the people of Jing Dynasty.I heard that for many years, there was a day when an emperor dismantled the white tiger because he did not want to regard it as a holy beast. He offended the white tiger. As a result, the emperor was punished by the holy beast the next day and died violently on the dragon chair. Since then, no emperor has dared to defy the holy beast .And the reason why the emperor set the wedding date on the day before the worship is also to let the white tiger protect the marriage.

Although the rumors of the holy beast are mysterious, there are records in some unofficial histories that the first white tiger was picked up and adopted in the woods by Emperor Wu, the founding emperor of the Jing Dynasty, when he conquered the world. After strong training, the first white tiger became Jing Emperor Wu's right-hand man who conquered the world, his prestige began to spread far and wide.Because the white tiger was a symbol of fierceness at that time, Emperor Jingwu couldn't bear to abandon the white tiger that had been with him for many years after he ascended the throne. They should not be easily contacted, even the person who takes care of the white tiger must be hand-picked by the emperor.After many years of legend, the white tiger has become a holy beast worshiped by the people of the Jing Dynasty. If you can see the holy beast, you will be blessed with auspiciousness and a safe life.

"My lord, the minister and others should not approach the holy beast."

"If you marry me, you are a member of my royal family, so you have to go with me!"

"But... I heard that all the concubines cannot visit the holy beast together."

"Women have taboos, so naturally they can't get close to holy beasts, but you are a man, so you don't have such taboos! It's done, don't talk nonsense, just go with me!"

"Yes."

Following Yan Shulou to Chengtian Palace, I found that all the officials and princes had gathered here, all dressed in formal attire and dressed meticulously.

The emperor gave an order, and everyone bowed to the emperor devoutly, followed the emperor, and headed for the animal pavilion in a mighty way.

"Roar!" The stern tiger's roar frightened them out of the pavilion, everyone's faces were solemn, their eyes were full of respect, and they lowered their heads again and again.

Yan Shulou held Du Mingqian's hand behind his back, gave him a comforting look, and said in a voice like a mosquito bite: "Don't panic, the holy beast is docile."

Du Mingqian listened indifferently, and smiled slightly to show that he was listening.

Under the guidance of the palace servants, the white tiger slowly came out from the animal pavilion. His gaze was like a torch, and his voice was like a bell. The gaze that looked at all living beings seemed to have an infinite penetrating power, which could penetrate people's hearts to see if they were full of respect for themselves. .

"Roar——" As soon as the tiger roared, all the trees shook, and each step was as heavy as a heavy stone, as if covered by the power of a god, and every roar and movement could arouse the power of nature.

Everyone's complexion was straightened, they bowed respectfully, and bowed deeply, as pious as the people blessed by gods, they opened and closed their lips, and recited the eulogy of praying for the white tiger holy beast to bless Jing Chaotianxia.

This eulogy is the same every year, with no intention. After 20 years of reading, Yan Shulou has long since become boring.He turned his head slightly, and saw Du Mingqian bent over, his eyebrows lowered as much as possible, and the word "pious" was meticulously placed on his face.The sun was slanting down, covering his flawless face, and cast a light shadow on his fair neck.The line separating light and dark is sliding down his neck into the placket, and the skin shines through the sun, adding a three-point allure.

Yan Shulou was dumbfounded.

"My lord, my lord?"

The body was pushed lightly, and Yan Shulou came back to his senses in astonishment, only to find that the worship was over, the white tiger was gone, the emperor had left, and the ministers had dispersed, only a few who walked slowly were still heading towards the animal pavilion move outside.

Your lord, you have been in a trance for a long time.Du Mingqian raised his brows slightly, and said with a smirk, could it be that there is something on the minister's face that deserves the lord's attention?

"Who... Who's looking at you!" Yan Shulou turned his head away, "What I'm looking at is..." His voice stopped suddenly.

Du Mingqian was puzzled, and followed Yan Shulou's gaze, and saw that the white tiger who had just been worshipped was nestling in a corner, holding a little prince tightly, standing up and hugging the little prince with two paws, affectionately Rubbing against his face.

This holy beast looks sacred, but it is actually just an ordinary white tiger. Because of its popularity, it likes to play with others, and it has a lot of playfulness.I heard that one day, the white tiger drilled a small hole by himself and ran out from the beast pavilion secretly. When everyone was sweating profusely, someone came to report that the white tiger had gone to the harem, where he and the little princes who knew nothing about the world Played together.After that, the emperor understood that the white tiger also has the seven emotions and six desires, rather than being holy and pure-hearted.In order to get close to the white tiger, he named the white tiger in private, calling it "嗤嗤", and sent someone to open a secret passage leading to a specially set up garden in the back. Take it to the garden to play, and the little princes can also go to the garden to play with the white tiger.But this is a secret that only a few people in the palace know. When it comes to the outside world, the emperor still regards the white tiger as a god.

The little prince was so entangled by the white tiger that he couldn't get away, so he dug into his arms, took out a small piece of dried meat, and fed it into the white tiger's mouth.

"Zhaoqi, don't feed!"

No matter how fast Yan Shulou's voice was, it couldn't be faster than the gluttonous Baihu. After a few moments of effort, Baihu chewed up the jerky and let out a howl of satisfaction.

Yan Shulou's feet seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and he stared deeply at the spot.

If one were to ask who the little prince who fed the white tiger was, one would have to talk about Yan Shulou's family background.Yan Shulou's mother and concubine, Concubine Xian, was the daughter of a great general. Her father was loyal to the emperor and guarded the northern side of the Great Wall. He was highly regarded by the emperor. However, the emperor was suspicious and dared not delegate power to others, so his power was not considered great.

The virtuous concubine was gentle and virtuous, and helped the emperor share a lot of worries. She was deeply loved by the emperor and gave birth to two princes for the emperor. One of them was the fifth prince Yan Shulou, and the other was Yan Shulou's younger brother. , the sixteenth prince Yan Zhaoqi.Yan Zhaoqi is more than ten years younger than Yan Shulou, and he is only five years old this year. His temperament is different from that of Yan Shulou. With a sweet and greasy voice, and a few compliments, everyone likes him, even the emperor is no exception.

Yan Zhaoqi is one of the few trustworthy people around Yan Shulou.In the previous life, after Yan Shulou's mother and concubine left unexpectedly, Yan Zhaoqi suffered a serious illness and didn't see him well for a long time. Yan Shulou wanted to take him out of the palace, but the emperor thought that he was not stable enough, so taking Yan Zhaoqi out could not save him. Therefore, he kept Yan Zhaoqi in the palace, so that in the future, it would be too late when he found out that Yan Zhaoqi had been victimized by others and was dying of illness—his cutest brother, who finally stayed at the age of ten years old, and was sealed as a minor. Wang, so he left him.

Without his mother, concubine, or younger brother, Yan Shulou's temperament became more and more violent, and he even grafted the reason for the death of his mother, concubine and younger brother onto the emperor. He hated the emperor so much that he couldn't hide his desire to become emperor more and more Ambitious, ignorant of being a low-key person, was eventually framed by others, leading to the end of imprisonment.

When Yan Shulou came back to life, he found that he had returned to the year when his mother and concubine died, so he rushed to Qiyang Palace, which is also Yan Zhaoqi's bedroom, to comfort Yan Zhaoqi who was still in his heartbreak, and poured a lot of love on Yan Zhaoqi. The tonic, forcibly adjusted Yan Zhaoqi's body and mind.In order to prevent the past regret from repeating itself, Yan Shulou used just one year to secretly cultivate his own cronies to personally protect Yan Zhaoqi.

Yan Zhaoqi grew up playing with the white tiger since he was a child, so it is reasonable for the white tiger to pester Yan Zhaoqi today.But Yan Shulou couldn't be happy when he saw one person and one tiger happy. Time passed too long, and he almost forgot some things in his previous life. Yan Zhaoqi almost made a big mistake because he secretly fed a piece of dried meat to Baihu.It's a pity that he was in a daze just now, and stopped a step behind.He stomped his feet remorsefully, since he couldn't escape, he had no choice but to do so, so he took a step forward and was about to rush over, but when Baihu saw him, he was very happy, screamed, and jumped on him excitedly .

Unexpectedly, at this time, an accident happened suddenly.The moment the white tiger was hugged by Yan Shulou, it suddenly let out a roar, opened its bloody mouth, and bit Yan Shulou's throat.

"Chu Heng—" At the very moment, Du Mingqian had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and pushed Yan Shulou hard. At the same time, he quickly lowered his body and quickly avoided the white tiger's attack.All the movements are done in one go, so fast that people can't see clearly.

No time to think about why Du Mingqian was so agile. As soon as Yan Shulou stood still, he rushed to protect Du Mingqian who was attacked by the white tiger. He didn't want to be in a hurry, but he failed to avoid the white tiger's sharp claws, and was scratched by it with a long scar.

Yan Shulou slapped Baihu's waist with his backhand.In an instant, the white tiger's body softened as if its bones had been pulled out, and the stern roar was replaced by a low gasp.

However, the matter was not over yet, when the emperor's voice suddenly sounded from behind, Yan Shulou became stiff all over.

"Chu Heng, what are you doing!"