Bamboo Raw Huaian

"Zhou Fan is dead." Shen Yao strode into the meeting hall of the palace, copied someone's teacup and got bored, wiped his mouth casually, and took a breath, "Yan people moved their hands, and there is old Ge in the dark." The dead man cannot be rescued."

The room was eerily quiet for a moment.

As soon as Zhou Fan died, the prince's suspicion of collaborating with the enemy suddenly increased.Even if there is no conclusive evidence yet, but what the people want, the prestige of the prince will definitely drop if he speaks and does things again.

Someone excitedly said: "Your Highness is in charge of city defense, even if you really want to kill Zhou Fan, there are plenty of manpower, why bother to put Beiyan people into the city!"

"No." Shen Yao said, "This is the 'reason' why Ge Lao chose for His Highness—His Highness has no soldiers.

"His Royal Highness was originally a general guarding the northern border. Although he returned to the capital in recent years, almost all of his troops stayed in the northern border. And the military strength of the capital has long been firmly controlled by the old clan, and His Highness has suffered because of it. This is The reason for His Highness' collusion with Bei Yan.

"And His Highness fights against the Yan army at the border all the year round, so he has a better chance of getting in touch with the Yan people."

The acquaintance of the official department said with a green face: "And at this time, only His Highness and Mr. Zhou Ge are the only ones who have the ability to collude with Beiyan. The poison of a tiger does not eat its children. Zhou Fan died at this time, which just cleared the suspicion of Mr. Zhou Ge."

Shen Yao said: "In any case, it's just a suspicion. Without evidence, there is still room for redemption."

Everyone was speechless for a while, and they all looked at the prince on the main seat.

The prince said: "I didn't expect the old man to kill Zhou Fan. This was my mistake. For the current plan, Chu Yue led a search for the whereabouts of the assassin who assassinated Zhou Fan; Lu Qing, pay attention to the trend of Zhou Fan's case; People secretly searched for evidence of the old clan's collusion with the enemy. Please remember, don't be discovered unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Here."

It was dusk after the prince made arrangements, and the last rays of the setting sun slanted in through the window, but the light was not enough to illuminate the whole room, making the room drowsy.

The figure of the prince was not in the darkness where the light could not reach, silently watching the crowd lead the order and file out.

Shen Yao walked at the back and was about to step out of the threshold when he suddenly heard the prince's low voice: "Shen Qing, you stay."

……

It was very dark, and by the time Shisan came out from East Kitchen with Anwen and the others after dinner, it was already completely dark.

A little girl looked up at the sky: "I'm afraid it will rain tonight."

"Yeah, it's time to be cold again."

"If it gets colder, I can wear my new jacket!"

"When did you buy it!"

"Where!"

Thirteen quietly listened to their hype about Buzhuang, chattering, happy but not sad.

Suddenly felt that someone was missing, and looked back, Anwen was left behind, uncharacteristically, also quietly.

This little girl has always been like this recently, she would be in a daze from time to time.

Thirteen deliberately took a few steps behind and patted her lightly, saying, "Hasn't Ah Wen had a rest recently?"

Anwen was taken aback, he shivered suddenly, and came back to his senses.Seeing that it was Thirteen, he slowly shook his head: "It's okay."

After a while, he forced a smile again: "I'm afraid I've caught a cold these days, and I'm a little tired."

Thirteenth said: "Well, it's getting colder these days. Have you prepared soup? I still have some, I'll send it to you later?"

Anwen hurriedly said, "Yes."

The two of them had nothing to say.

They walked quietly all the way to the gate of the main courtyard, and when they were about to say goodbye, Anwen suddenly called him: "Thirteen."

Thirteen looked back at her.

Anwen stood at the bottom of the steps, with his back against the light in the courtyard, and couldn't see his expression clearly.

After a while, I heard Anwen say softly: "Good night."

Thirteen lowered her eyes and smiled at her gently: "Good night, Ah Wen."

Thirteen saw that Anwen went back to the house with everyone, turned around and went back to the main house, closed the door, and sighed softly.

I hope it's just my own carelessness.

The prince hasn't come back yet.Shisan lit the lamp and turned on the brazier so that the prince would not be cold in the room when he came back from the cold night.After making the bed again and changing clothes, he sat in front of the table and read the news that had been delivered to the prince in the past few days.

Some of these things are political opinions submitted by ministers, and some are secret reports submitted by secret guards.Although the prince doesn't mind him watching on weekdays, Shisan still abides by the rules and never touches her.

It's just that the situation is tense now, and Shisan claims to be somewhat capable, but he has been used to singing in recent years, and knows little about the changes in the court.Now that I know more about these things, maybe I can help the prince a little bit.

Thirteen read the booklets one by one, outlined the current situation bit by bit in his mind, and subconsciously straightened his back, which is an extremely upright way for a literati to sit.

——This is a rule that was drawn out by my father's ruler when I was young.Abandoned for more than ten years, but now unknowingly picked it up.

Thirteen looked more and more secretly startled, he knew that the current situation was tense, but he didn't think it was already so critical.Mr. Zhou Ge is cruel and ruthless. Zhou Fan, whom he saw in the Acacia Tower earlier today, is probably dead now.

As a result, the prince fell into a passive predicament.

He then looked back, thinking of ways to get out of trouble for the prince.

From this point of view, it was an hour.

When the prince opened the door and came in, he saw him sitting upright at the table and meditating.

I don't know when, that Xiao Chang bought from the Nanfeng Pavilion actually shed her charming skin, revealing a gentle and jade-like bones of a gentleman.

The prince is willing to see him like this now, but he doesn't want him to worry about the open and dark arrows in the court.

For a moment, joy and distress were mixed, and the taste was indescribable.

The lord stood at the door for a while, went over to throw away the cold tea in his hand, and handed him a hot one, and watched the person who didn't care about the cold or heat drink it, then circled the person and rubbed the acupuncture points at the corners of his eyes .

"Your Highness raised me for food and clothing. How can there be such a reason in the world if you still serve me like this?" Shisan bent her phoenix eyes, but she didn't move away, she just nestled comfortably in the person's arms, It's quite a bit of arrogance and pride.

The prince smiled and kissed him: "Thirteen is so hard for this king, it's not good for me to do nothing."

After pressing it for a while, Shisan said: "Okay." He was about to get up, but was pushed back by the prince before he could move. Shisan said helplessly, "I didn't look at it for a while, and I wasn't too tired. Your Highness, put your clothes on first." How about changing it?"

The prince reluctantly let him go.

Thirteen waited on the prince to change his clothes and made a pot of water. The two of them leaned on the soft couch and waited quietly for the water to boil.

Sure enough, it was raining outside. In such a cold weather, the rain should be icy cold.It hit the stone steps with a "da da" sound.

In the room, however, the lamp was lit and the stove was fired, and a few wisps of water mist rose from the warm yellow light, which was very ironic.

The prince hugged him and weighed him in his arms. He felt that the man had grown soft, and he was very satisfied.Thinking of something, I asked him: "You always wear the jade pendant?"

Thirteen knew what he was referring to, and obediently showed him the Huai'an jade pendant tied to his coat.

"Good boy." The prince kissed him and said, "You can order the secret guards of the palace, remember?"

Thirteen nodded.

The prince continued: "I will keep it with me from now on...even if I am gone, with the jade pendant in hand, the hidden guards can protect your life without any worries."

"Your Highness." Thirteen said anxiously, "The old clan doesn't have any definite evidence at present, and His Highness still has the strength to fight. I read the notes today, and Lu Shangshu..."

"It's okay." The prince didn't let him finish speaking, and rubbed his head in front of him, "Don't worry about me."

After thinking for a while, he asked again: "What did Shen Yao tell you when I went to the Acacia Building at noon?"

"?"

Thirteen's mind was still stuck on "how to solve this matter, is there any way for the prince, will it be dangerous", and for a moment he didn't understand what the prince wanted to ask.He let out a sticky nasal sound in a daze.

The prince wrapped a strand of blue silk around his hand, and reminded him with a smile: "It's about the jade pendant."

Thirteen realized it.

Chirping and chirping: "Master Shen said that the Huai'an jade pendant is... a token of love."

After speaking, the tips of his ears turned red with annoyance.

He told him something serious, but this man was thinking about something messy.

The prince continued to mess around: "A token of love... Thirteen letters?"

"Your Highness!"

The prince laughed and kissed him again and again, as if kissing him was not enough.

Finally the kiss was almost done, the prince kissed him again on the ear, and said in a low voice: "Shen Yao won't lie to you."

Shisan was taken aback, and felt that Wang Ye's words had other meanings.

He turned his head in the person's arms and looked at the person quietly.

The lord didn't say anything, and looked at the window with vague eyes.After a while, the slender fingers stretched out, dipped in the uncooled tea on the table and wrote a few words.

The wall has ears.

Hot water always dissipates quickly.

Thirteen lowered his eyes, watching the handwriting on the table gradually blur and disappear, and did not speak for a long time.

He guessed who it was.

Originally, he had seen all the schemes and schemes in this world, no matter how vicious the scheme was, it couldn't arouse even the slightest wave in his heart.

It's just this guy...

The seven emotions and six desires are so vivid, they should be held in the palm of someone's hand and protected.

But he was given such an identity.

Have mercy?Is it a pity?Resentment?

But neither.

It's just stuck in my heart, I can't get in, I can't get out.

The prince hugged him quietly, and stayed silent with him.

After another stick of incense, seeing his expression gradually softening, the prince smiled very gently: "Thirteen, you haven't heard me play music yet."

After all, without waiting for ten □□ responses, he got up and went to fetch the seven strings.

The Qin was a birthday gift given to him by the Empress Dowager back then, and he has never touched it since she left.This piano is placed there, and it has been 16 years since it was played.

It wasn't until Thirteen came that the piano rang again.

The prince put the piano on his lap, looked up at Thirteen tenderly, and smiled.

Those calloused hands with sharp joints from holding the sword all the year round, after 16 years, the strings of the zither were revived again.

Feng Fei soars, seeking phoenix from all corners of the world.

Talk about the Qin on behalf of the heart, and talk about it.

The clanking sound of the piano and the pattering rain outside the house really seemed to be in the wilderness.

The phoenix roams between heaven and earth, hears thunder, sees lightning, flies over floods, crosses seas of fire, and survives thousands of years alone.

Suddenly one day I flew over the cliff, and saw a phoenix bird among the jagged rocks.

The huang bird came from nowhere, its phoenix feathers were scorched black, and its flesh and blood were broken.Only in the depths of the neck where the mud rolled, the original divine feather could be vaguely seen, shining brightly in the darkness.

Fengniao's heart that had been silent for thousands of years started beating again.

It picked up the little phoenix bird that had rolled into the mud, and raised it with delicious food and drink, hoping that it would be reborn as a god feather, and it would dominate the sky.But I can't bear the pain of being born from the ashes and reshaping flesh and blood.

Contradictions and entanglements.

The warm yellow light in the room reflected on the prince's face, warming up the always sharp expression, showing a little softness.

He said: When will I see Xu Xi, I am hesitant for me.

When can you promise me that I will no longer be so sleepless?

With a melancholy tone, the prince raised the corners of his lips and smiled faintly at Shisan.

He knew that he should have done it long ago.

Thirteen leaned on the soft couch, listening to the prince playing "Feng Qiuhuang" for him, his heart softened.

What could be more gratifying than being in love with each other.

But he always felt that something was not right.

My lord loves to laugh so much tonight.

The sound of the zither never stops.Passing through the dark night, cutting through the wind and rain of winter, not staying for anyone.

Don’t fly, make me perish.

……

That night.

The dark clouds in the sky piled on top of each other, and when they were about to press down on the eaves, it finally started to rain lightly.Since the beginning of winter, the icy raindrops have fallen, which is already biting.

It was raining, but the dark clouds were still there, and in the dark rain and fog, the candlelight of the only two or three lanterns left on the street gradually weakened and became hazy.Suddenly, it flashed and went out.

So it was completely dark.

After a few breaths, the sound of footsteps could be heard in the dark.

The man stopped and went, walked half a circle to the west of the city, finally stopped in front of the Zhou Mansion, knocked on the door.

After a cup of tea, footsteps sounded inside, and the door opened slightly with a "squeak".

The person who opened the door raised a lantern, and the faint light shone on the person who came.I saw this man dressed as a scholar, wearing a bamboo hat, and couldn't see his face clearly.

This person entered the door, but did not go in, just stood on the veranda, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it over.

The person who opened the door picked it up, opened it, and saw a few lines of writing on the paper, written in the handwriting of King Huai'an:

"...On the twenty-third day of this month, the South City Gate is ordering its people...

...You enter the city from the south gate, and you want to do something for it...

...Because I killed Zhou Fan. "

The person who opened the door was overjoyed, and nodded again and again: "Okay, okay! Now that the words are in black and white, he, King Huai'an, can't escape even if he has wings."

He seemed to be still dripping with water, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help them remove the hat: "You have done a great job this time, come in and warm yourself up. I want to see you when I wake up."

The Ruo Li was removed, revealing a pair of peach-blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the man said: "Then I'll let you know."

It was Shen Yao.

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The melody is Sima Xiangru's Fengqiuhuang