The prince is shameless

At si o'clock the next day, Wen Xing stood quietly in front of the East Palace and waited.

The early spring morning was still chilly, Wen Xing rubbed his hands that were a little stiff from the cold.

He had been standing here waiting for half an hour, and nothing came except the eunuch at the gate said "please wait a moment".

According to Wen Xing's impression, Xie Yi should have gotten up and started his morning exercises as early as Maoshi, it is impossible that there is no news at all until now.

Unless he deliberately left him alone.

A little eunuch in front of the East Palace seemed to be a bit frustrated. He glanced around and said softly, "Mr. Wen, why don't you go back first? Be careful not to catch a cold."

Wen Xing let out a breath, and said with a slight smile, "Thank you for your concern, but let's forget it, it's not easy for me to go back at this time."

There was not even a hint of complaint in the words, and it was so peaceful that it didn't look like a child who should be wayward.

The little eunuch is not very old, but because the prince himself is very self-willed, he often ignores the visitors outside the door.He saw people who would take them out on the gatekeepers if they had a disagreement, and often met people who left with a straight face because of dissatisfaction or embarrassment, and it was the first time he met Wen Xing who was so gentle and polite.

Especially since he was only ten years old.

The little eunuch's favorability for the future prince's companion has increased a lot.

In fact, even Wen Xing had already lost his patience at this time, it was only out of the nature of maintaining his image that he reluctantly endured until now.

"Hey, aren't you the one from yesterday?" Xie Yi's voice suddenly appeared behind him.

Wen Xing looked back sideways, and saw Xie Yi who had changed into white clothes standing not far away, looking straight at him.He smiled lightly and said, "It's you."

Xie Yi hurried to Wen Xing, pretended to look curiously at the gate of the East Palace, and winked at the little eunuch who wanted to salute him.

Then he raised his head to meet Wen Xing's gaze, and asked, "Why are you here? Are you here to play with the prince?"

A maid following behind Xie Yi staggered.

Wen Xing glanced at her, raised his eyebrows lightly, but quickly returned to his original state, and replied, "You can think so, too."

Xie Yi frowned slightly, and said, "But the prince's brother has already gone to the imperial study! Didn't they tell you?"

Hearing this, Wen Xing glanced at the little eunuch at the side.

The little eunuch laughed dryly, and apologized: "I forgot it for a while, so I ask Mr. Wen to forgive me."

Seeing his expression, Wen Xing guessed that Xie Yi probably didn't let him speak, so he said "nothing" with a generous smile.

"The elder brothers of the left and right princes are not here, why don't you play with me?" Xie Yi suddenly grabbed Wen Xing's sleeve and looked up at him expectantly.

Wen Xing wanted to refuse at first, but seeing Xie Yi's full sincerity, he still couldn't help himself, so he nodded and agreed.

Xie Yi happily dragged him away immediately - if he stayed at the gate of the East Palace, he would lose face.

In fact, there are not many good places to visit in the palace, so Xie Yi took Wen Xing directly to a small pavilion in the imperial garden to chat.

"Speaking of which, do you have any ambitions?" Xie Yi asked while fiddled with the flowers beside the pavilion.

Sitting in the pavilion, Wen Xing didn't comment on the boring topic Xie Yi provoked, and said flatly: "What other ambitions do you have? It's just to be a high-ranking official or something."

Xie Yi pouted, completely disbelieving Wen Xing's words. "Come on! You still want to be an official. From what you said yesterday, you don't seem like someone who wants to be an official. It's just because you have no choice but to enter the palace now that you set your ambition?"

Wen Xing leaned on the stone chair and looked at Xie Yi with a smile, and said flatly, "You understand me."

There is a little undetectable melancholy mixed in between the words.

These few words of Xie Yi brought back the long-buried dream of marching in his heart.

"If you want to talk about your real ambition, it might be the last battle." Wen Xing set his eyes in the distance, a little wandering, "I want to fight on the battlefield like my father and brother, and shed my blood for the country."

Xie Yi withdrew the hand that tortured Huabu, sat down beside Wen Xing, and asked suspiciously: "But I don't think you look like you have practiced martial arts?"

Wen Xing lowered his eyelashes, a little disappointed. "Father said that I had a serious illness when I was young, and my body was too weak to withstand the intensity of martial arts, so I was not allowed to practice martial arts."

It wasn't until this moment that Xie Yi realized that he seemed to have poked Wen Xing's heartache, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, Wen Xing smiled reassuringly, and said softly: "Forget it. It's just that you can't practice martial arts, and the way of civil servants can still serve my Northern Kingdom, can't it?"

He spoke optimistically, but the loss in his words could not be concealed.

Xie Yi mumbled and stopped talking - in fact, he didn't know what he could say.

But Wen Xing thought that his emotions had affected him, smiled again, and said gently: "But now I have almost given up on this, being a civil servant is pretty good, at least you don't have to worry about dying in battle It's the battlefield."

After saying this, he paused, and then continued after getting up: "It's almost time for me to go home. That's it, see you later."

Xie Yi couldn't stop him anymore, so he also resigned.

Wen Xing has been in the palace for more than two hours, and when he left, it was time for the ministers to retreat.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Wen Xinghou stood aside, waiting for the ministers to leave first.

When he walked out of the palace gate, he immediately saw Fei Qing who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time.

He walked over and patted Fei Qing on the shoulder, and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

"Wait for you." Seeing Wen Xing coming out, Fei Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, "When I went to find you this morning, I heard from Yun Nian that you were ordered to go to the East Palace to cultivate a relationship with the crown prince. What do you think How about it?"

Wen Xing smiled wryly, and replied, "What else can I do? I haven't even seen the prince."

Fei Qing frowned, "Did the prince deliberately make things difficult for you?"

"It doesn't count." How can I say that he is still standing at the gate of the palace, Wen Xing dare not say anything too outrageous, "What's the matter with you coming to see me? Let's talk as we walk."

After speaking, Wen Xing took the lead.

Fei Qing followed closely beside him, shrugged and said, "It's nothing, I just came to play with you."

Wen Xing smiled and said, "Are you still playing? Didn't you say that your father found you a wife? After all, you should study hard at home."

"Hey, don't mention it." Fei Qing looked disappointed, "The master is too boring. He just talks about it and keeps talking. It's more fun than dancing with a spear and a sword."

Wen Xing knew that Fei Qing was not someone to learn such things, so he smiled and declined to comment.

Fei Qing didn't continue to dwell on this topic, and suddenly said: "Hey, Wen Xing, have you heard? In the past few days, the emperor has found out another corruption case. The house was stolen and asked to be executed."

Wen Xing grasped the word "corruption" sensitively - not long ago he died because of this hat.In addition to "corruption", he also noticed the last four words, "copy the house and ask for execution".

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

Whether it was Emperor Anlong or later Emperor Yuanqing in the previous life, they all had one thing in common—severely cracked down on corruption and bribery, and their handling methods were exactly the same.

But he who died because of this in his previous life was only given a glass of poisoned wine.

At that time, he was disheartened and didn't think there was anything wrong, but now that he thought about it carefully, there were too many things wrong.

According to Xie Yi's temperament that hates corruption, if he really thinks that he is corrupt and accepting bribes, then it is impossible to just give him a glass of poisoned wine.If he really cared about their friendship for more than ten years, it should be euthanasia instead of poisoned alcohol.

Furthermore, Xie Yi can be regarded as a wise gentleman no matter what he said, and he always adhered to one principle before he was convicted of a crime—never extort a confession by torture.

But the sky prison is actually under Xie Yi's control, and it is impossible for those who framed him to kill him on purpose, unless they are not afraid of tearing their faces with Xie Yi.

If they were really not afraid, then they wouldn't have to go through all the trouble to get him into the dungeon first.

Everything that was originally clear suddenly seemed to be covered with layers of veils, becoming confusing and confusing.

"Wen Xing? Wen Xing!" Fei Qing called Wen Xing several times before finally calling out his thoughts.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was distracted." Wen Xing smiled sheepishly.

No matter how big Fei Qing was, she still sensed that something was wrong, "Has something happened to you recently? It feels like you are often out of shape. Or did the prince's indifference towards you affect you?"

Wen Xing couldn't explain it to Fei Qing in detail, so he shook his head lightly and said, "It's okay. It's just that I've been troubled by nightmares recently, maybe because I didn't get enough sleep."

"Why are you having nightmares so well?" Fei Qing's worry remained undiminished, "Have you encountered any troubles?"

Wen Xing still shook his head and didn't say anything, Fei Qing had nothing to do with him, so he could only tell him: "If there's anything bothering you, don't just keep it alone, you can talk to me or Yun Nian. You How old are you now? Don't keep acting like a little old man."

Wen Xing, who was compared to a little old man, smiled helplessly, but such a thing as rebirth was too absurd, even if he wanted to say it, he didn't know where to start.However, he still appreciated Fei Qing's kindness, and thanked him softly.

Fei Qing simply put his arms around Wen Xing's shoulders, and said boldly: "Which one of us is with whom? Why don't you thank me. If you really thank me, why don't you take me to watch your father or your brother's morning exercise?"

As for the people Fei Qing admires the most, they are the two generals of the Wen family. If they are lucky enough to have a word or two from them, Fei Qing would probably be able to laugh out loud in her dreams.But helplessly, he was really cowardly, every time Wen Xing took him back to the mansion, before his father and elder brother arrived, Fei Qing would leave anxiously.

So Wen Xing expressed his disdain for his request, and said, "I want to take you to observe, but who is the guy who shrinks back before the battle?"

Fei Qing coughed lightly in embarrassment, and immediately changed the subject after a haha.

Wen Xing didn't point it out, listening to his guilty babbling, he was once again in awe.

Looking at the clear blue sky in the distance, he finally really let go of the matter of entering the palace - the death in the previous life has become confusing, and if he wants to have a little thought, he may still have to enter the palace and suffer it again.

It's just that these many changes may make the original trajectory biased towards a road of no return.