After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

As soon as he uttered the words "Master", the entire Chaohua Gate suddenly fell into silence.

It goes without saying who Jiang Yang's master is.

Holding Dongchang and Jinyiwei in his hands, and the nine-thousand-year-old Jiang Lian who has half of the Jiangbei camp in his pocket.

Wang Shilang, Lord Wang just felt that today was a dream. It was just that the adults from the Ministry of Rites had no time to build a building for the emperor, so they sent him out of the city to pick up someone.

But he didn't expect that a young eunuch tried to make things difficult for him outside the city, and finally made it to the city, where he also met the big eunuch who was easy to see, the eunuch Laozi Jiang Lian.

Master Wang didn't care to look at the cold sweat dripping on the white marble bricks under his feet, he froze there, he didn't know whether to introduce Yan Huaiyin first, or go to salute the murderer and enemy first.

Fortunately, Yan Huaiyin had already raised her eyes and looked over.

There are towers on the east and west sides of Chaohua Gate, and the towers stand opposite each other. In the thin sunlight, the dragons, phoenixes and flying clouds engraved on the eaves are raised high, making the people coming and going under the main gate seem extremely small.

Jiang Lian and his party walked out of the magnificent and rich family, and when they looked at it from a distance, there was a sense of unreality.

This sense of unreality gradually faded as the group approached, but it did not disappear completely.

Yan Huaiyin saw the source of this sense of unreality at a glance, the man with furrowed eyebrows in the middle of the crowd.

Surrounding him were some brocade-clothed young masters, all of whom were lower than him, greeted him with smiles, and whispered something beside him.

But Yan Huaiyin wasn't sure if he was listening.

Jiang Yang next to him happily rushed towards the group of people, and stood behind him like a dog's skin plaster.Silently announced that this man surrounded by people is his master—Jiang Lian, who is nine thousand years old.

But Yan Huaiyin glanced at it, but felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

He doesn't look like a eunuch, nor does he look like a dandy whose bones have been soaked in the prosperity of Chaohua City's gold and silver.

It's like a sliver of cold ice carved by the midwinter wind in the extreme northern desert, trekking thousands of miles to this Chaohua city, containing the coolness that the sun can't melt, it's incompatible with everything.

That's why it's not real.

The group of people who came out of the palace also seemed to have sensed Yan Huaiyin and his party in front of them, they all stopped and looked this way, and Jiang Lian in the middle raised his head.

The pupils are extremely shallow, a pair of thin eyes.

His gaze met Yan Huaiyin's from afar in an instant, making Yan Huaiyin involuntarily stunned for a moment.

This gaze made him think for a moment of the eyes of a child outside Zhaohua City eight years ago, but the pupils of that child were extremely deep, far from it.

Yan Huaiyin lowered her eyes, avoiding this gaze.

Next to him, Wang Si saw Jiang Lian looking over, nodded and said, "Nine thousand years old."

Jiang Lian didn't pay attention to his words, instead, a young man in a rose red shirt beside him said with a smile, "Hello, Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang only cares about saying hello to the palm print, so it can be seen that my nephew is so soft-spoken that he can't get into Uncle Wang's eyes." .”

There was intimacy in his words, but it also relieved Wang Size's embarrassment of being ignored by Jiang Lian. Wang Size looked up and said with a smile: "Who in Chaohua City doesn't know that you are nine thousand years old in Jingxuan?" Xinxin, Uncle, I am old and my eyes are dazzled, I didn’t see it for a while, and I still need you to remind me, it’s really Uncle’s fault.”

Meng Jingxuan got very close to Jiang Lian recently, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

"My little nephew dares to blame uncle," Meng Jingxuan rejoiced in her heart, the smile on her face widened, and she turned to look at Yan Huaiyin behind him, "Uncle Wang, this is...?"

Wang Si said quickly: "This is Mr. Yan from the northwest."

Meng Jingxuan gave a vague hum, then smiled and said: "Uncle must take Mr. Yan to see His Majesty, so let's go quickly, my nephew will also accompany the palm print to see father, so let's leave here." Let's go."

He didn't look like he wanted to say hello to Yan Huaiyin, he just said this to Wang Size and was about to leave.

The noble young master of General Meng's mansion in Zhaohua City, grew up in a pile of gold and silver, Yan Huaiyin was just a poor teacher from the barren place in the northwest, so he didn't need to greet him personally.

Meng Jingxuan looked at Jiang Lian, her beautiful eyebrows were full of pride, she whispered with a smile: "Palmprint, let's go."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Lian lowered his brows indifferently: "Okay."

He had only said such a word so far, but after he said this word, the young men in brocade clothes who were clustered around him dared to walk away with their heels.

A group of people passed by the three of Wang Size and walked slowly towards Hongqiao.

When the people walked away, Wang Si turned his eyes to look at Mr. Yan from the northwest, but found that Mr. Yan, who was almost sharp in his speech just outside the city, had no waves in his eyes at this time.

He thought that this person was weak in humanities, but he was actually a violent person.

Seeing Wang Size, Yan Huaiyin looked over and smiled lightly: "Master Wang, let's go too."

If he was angry because of such a thing, since he was a child, there were countless things that would make him angry.

It was evening, and the palace was heavily guarded. After entering the palace gate, they followed a small eunuch for more than half an hour, and finally arrived at the Cangning Hall, the emperor's study.

As soon as they walked under the vermilion pillars outside the gate of the Cangning Hall, they were stopped by the chief eunuch beside Emperor Chengde: "Your Majesty is discussing state affairs with the cabinet and the Ministry of Rites. Please wait, my lords."

Wang Sizhe said: "Please trouble Eunuch Chang Ning to report that Mr. Yan from the northwest is here and waiting to see His Majesty."

"Since only Mr. Yan wants to see His Majesty," Chang Ning's cloudy eyes moved, his voice was thin and old, "Wang Shilang and Zhu Hanlin should go back first, and we will take Mr. Yan to the side hall to wait."

Wang Size naturally said yes, the Cang Ning Palace is not a good place to say goodbye, Lord Wang just gave Yan Huaiyin a hurried hand, and hurried away with Zhu Liang.

After the two left, Chang Ning looked at Yan Huaiyin, turned his body slightly: "Mr. Yan, please."

And when he brought Yan Huaiyin into the side hall, Yan Huaiyin understood what kind of tricks Emperor Chengde was playing.

He almost laughed out loud.

The side hall of the emperor's study is naturally not as small as the usual side halls, but it can be called a spacious side hall, but there is not a single table or chair in it.

Emperor Chengde didn't want to be a bench for him, but took the bench directly.

Chang Ning's voice sounded from one side: "Mr. Yan, just wait here. Our family will retreat first. When His Majesty wants to see Mr., the old servant will call you again."

He bent down slightly, and the fly whisk beside him was so suppressed that it didn't even make a slight arc.

Yan Huaiyin looked at him, no emotion could be discerned in his voice: "Thank you Your Majesty for your love, Yan is waiting here."

Chang Ning paused, and slowly backed out.The door of the side hall was slowly closed, and Yan Huaiyin let out a soft breath.

Judging from what Chang Ning meant, Emperor Chengde should have wanted him to stand here for a while.When he felt refreshed and relieved from being disgusted by the old Northwest Ministry for so many years, he remembered that there was another Yan Huaiyin in the side hall.

Yan Huaiyin still found it funny.

He knew that he would face difficulties when he returned to Chaohua City this time, but he didn't expect that the difficulties he encountered would be so... naive.

As a monarch, he does not show his emotions and anger, and he is really the only one among emperors who does not let him sit on a stool to discourage him like Emperor Chengde.

But this method can be said to be like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, so it can really handle Yan Huaiyin at this time.

He traveled from the Northwest for more than a month, and all the bones in his body were knocked to the ground.From today to now, he only ate a few pieces of pastry, and his unsatisfactory body might not be able to support him to stand for a few more hours.

The young man walked slowly to the edge of the wall, his back pressed against the cold wall, and he felt better after exerting some force on the wall.

I didn't know how long I stood with my head down like this, until the outside of the window turned from dim yellow to pitch black, and the door of the side hall was pushed open again.

Chang Ning's voice sounded outside the door: "Has Mr. Yan had enough rest?"

"It's a pity that His Majesty is already tired, so he ordered this old slave to take Mr. Yan out of the palace first," Chang Ning said with a smile, "I will summon you when Your Majesty is free tomorrow."

This is playing with him.

Yan Huaiyin slowly straightened up in the darkness, quietly moved the unconscious fingers under his wide sleeves, and said in a gentle voice, "I rested well, thank you Your Majesty."

He lowered his eyes and smiled, "Dare to ask Mr. Chang Ning, where do I live?"

Chang Ning replied to him through the door: "I will send my husband out of the palace, and then I will ask my apprentice to send him to live in the inn on Nanqiao Street. Mr. Lao Yan will make do with the inn for a few days, and wait for the imperial edict to come down in a few days. Mr. Yan now has a mansion in Chaohua City."

"Okay," Yan Huaiyin slowly walked out of the hall, "Please ask the father-in-law to lead the way."

The two walked all the way to the palace gate, Chaohua gate was closed, Chang Ning led Yan Huaiyin out of the palace through the corner gate.A small carriage was parked outside the corner gate, and beside it stood a young eunuch who was Chang Ning's apprentice.

"Mr. Yan, go slowly." Chang Ning bid farewell to Yan Huaiyin, and stood outside the palace gate. This old eunuch who seemed to have been born in the palace had gained some vitality, and his voice had even a hint of gentle emotion.

"Eunuch Chang seems to recognize me as someone," Yan Huaiyin said with his hands folded, eyes downcast in the cold night with a smile, "This is not the same as Eunuch Chang in the afternoon, but Yan looks like Eunuch Chang. An old friend?"

Chang Ning was startled, and raised his eyelids, a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his cloudy eyes.

He paused, and then resumed his depressed look: "Mr. Yan was joking, our family has been in the palace for many years, and we have never had any old friends."

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Yan Huaiyin did not chase after him. He smiled a little bit, pointed at Chang Ning's chin, and said softly, "Eunuch Chang, there is a vegetable leaf on your beard."

It stands to reason that it is rare for eunuchs to grow beards, but Chang Ning's chin has grown a little beard, and raising it is like raising a son.

At this time, I heard that there were vegetable leaves on my beard, so I quickly lowered my head to look at it.

Nothing at all.

Chang Ning looked up again, Yan Huaiyin had already walked away.

After Eunuch Chang realized that he was being tricked, he didn't realize it for a while. He had been in the palace for so many years, except for the little prince from the previous dynasty, Yan Huaiyin was the second one who dared to trick him like this now.

But Yan Huaiyin couldn't see the color on Eunuch Chang's face at this moment, he got into the carriage and drove all the way to the post station on Nanqiao Avenue.

The post station in Chaohua City can't live in a few times a year, so the young man inside was very enthusiastic when he saw Yan Huaiyin, and led him in front with a lantern: "Mr. Yan, one mile to the west is the Zhouqiao Night Market. , now is the bustling time, sir, you must visit Chaohua City when you come."

Yan Huaiyin smiled and said, "Okay, thank you little brother, I will definitely try it."

How could a big man in the imperial capital talk to him so kindly, the servant's eyes lit up, and he sent Yan Huaiyin back to the room in a rambling manner.

As soon as the door of the bedroom was closed, Yan Huaiyin couldn't hold on any longer, the smile on his face disappeared, he wanted to sit on the bed, but he almost staggered and fell on the side of the bed.

Make a noise.

The servant outside the door hadn't gone far, he came back after hearing the noise, patted the door and said: "Mr. Yan, what happened?"

After a long time, a gentle voice came from inside the door: "Nothing."

A little moonlight entered the room of the post station, and shone on the young man lying beside the bed. His neck was dripping with sweat, and he almost groped for a small porcelain-white medicine bottle from his arms with shaking hands. He poured out some medicine and swallowed it.

The tip of the tongue touched the dry medicine, exuding an uncomfortable bitter taste.It took a long time for Yan Huaiyin to feel the bitterness of the medicine.

He has taken too much bitter medicine, and he can't feel the ordinary bitter taste anymore, but he doesn't feel that the bitter taste of the medicine is uncomfortable.

After regaining consciousness for a while, Yan Huaiyin sat on the bed with support on his hands.

He panted lowly, and after the trembling of his fingertips subsided, he adjusted the loose skirt and neck that were wet with sweat, and adjusted the slightly messy hair, before he took out a light black whistle from his arms. , put it on the lips and blow it lightly.