Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

Guan Shanyue had just sat down for a while, before she had even taken a sip of hot tea, when Guan Junchen came back with a sullen face.

"Yo? Who messed with our Prince Ning?" Guan Shanyue has stayed in Chang'an all year round since she was a child.

"Forget it, don't mention it." Guan Junchen flicked his sleeves, sat down and said, "Let's talk about business."

Hearing what he said, Guan Shanyue sat up straight with her crooked body, and asked in a low voice, "Is your side okay?"

"Guan Chengkun's tricks are nothing to be afraid of, but Xia Baimei has somehow set his sights on a Mr. Crane Garden in my house, and seems to have confided something to Guan Chengkun, telling him to rush to the front to test me and ask me for that favor."

"Have you given it?"

"Of course I did. There are a lot of details in this matter, why don't you talk about the movement in Chang'an first?"

"I speculate—the emperor will take action against King Pingnan within this year." Guan Shanyue's long and narrow phoenix eyes flashed a dignified look, and said: "As soon as Hou Yongfei entered Chang'an, he was quietly taken into custody. Wuyi Lane Feng Prison, this matter is secret, your spies may not be able to find it out so quickly, let alone King Pingnan."

"What?" A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on Guan Junchen's face: "Hou Yongfei is the dignified former governor of Fujian and Zhejiang. Before he returned to the Ministry of Officials to hand over, he was still a second-rank official in the imperial court."

"Exactly. You also know that the officials of the second rank and above, even the commander of Wuyi Lane, have to hold the red gold emperor's sword to catch people. It is naturally the emperor's intention to arrest Hou Yongfei. As long as he enters Feng Prison, then Hou Yongfei was abolished. If King Pingnan had a dark secret with Hou Yongfei, he would not be able to keep it. And just the day before I left Beijing, my people came to report that Commander Tang of Wuyi Lane had left Chang'an I went in the direction of Fujian and Zhejiang, I guess after a while, I am afraid that the emperor will make bigger moves."

"Then Xia Baimei..." Guan Junchen frowned, "If it's such a critical moment, why is Xia Baimei still staring at some insignificant things?"

"That eunuch may not be here for you." Guan Shanyue shook her head, then narrowed her eyes suddenly, pondered for a while before speaking: "I'm not sure, he's just putting on a show for King Pingnan, it's your business." Of course he has checked, but there may not be any serious problems. He just deliberately found an excuse to doubt you so as to stabilize King Pingnan. If the excuse is too big and too ruthless, he will also Don’t dare, that’s why you think he’s wasting his time on trivial matters, it’s very strange, but you have to guard against it.”

Guan Junchen frowned, and the sword pattern between his brows suddenly became deeper when he was thinking about it.

He knew that Guan Shanyue's thoughts were meticulous, so the analysis at this time was naturally very reasonable.

However, although King Pingnan is stupid and loves to cause trouble, he really doesn't know whether King Pingnan's capture is a good thing or a bad thing in the current situation.Although he was unwilling to form a party with King Pingnan, and it was impossible to advance and retreat with a reckless person like King Pingnan, but he was also the son of the former emperor, and he always seemed to have a feeling of cold lips and teeth.

Guan Shanyue sighed, and said in a low voice: "You and I both understand that the military power is firmly in the hands of the Holy One, and it is easy for him to use force. King Pingnan is definitely not an opponent. However, if you want to move you, The emperor wants to send a letter, this is where he fears you. You are the only champion who has been conferred the title of champion in the Great Zhou Dynasty for a hundred years. What's more, there is the golden sword of avoiding death bestowed by the first emperor in hand. The golden medal of avoiding death is only valid for the first emperor's dynasty, but the golden sword of avoiding death is a rare thing that the successor emperor must obey. You have this golden sword and have a reputation. , as long as it is not really a rebellion, and the emperor is thinking about his reputation in the history books, it will be difficult to take action against you."

Guan Shanyue put down the teacup at this point, took Guan Junchen's hand, and said in a deep voice: "I know that the Great Zhou Dynasty is about to come and you are upset, but you have to hold on—as long as you If you don't move these two things in your hands, the emperor can't move you either. You have done an excellent job regarding the "Loyalty Tie" and it is at this time, so don't be impulsive."

Guan Junchen looked at the wound on his palm just now, and after a long, long silence, he suddenly said lightly: "You are right, but you are not right. These two things may save me for a while, but they will eventually tire me out for the rest of my life." They are all jealous and jealous by the emperor. I really can't advance a step, but I can't retreat a step either."

When he said this, he suddenly thought of Yan Chunxi again for some reason, and couldn't help feeling a little angry-this brazen little sin slave dared to call him a dog.

But I don't know why I changed my mind, but felt a little sad.

In front of the sage who sits in Chang'an, he, and Guan Chengkun, if they are not dogs, can they still be regarded as sages?

……

Two days later, King Pingnan left for Sheng'an Hunting Palace, but Xia Baimei said that Jinling had some trivial matters to deal with, so he had to stay in Prince Ning's mansion for a few more days.

King Pingnan was overjoyed, but Guan Junchen felt that Guan Shanyue's speculation was reasonable, and he was not in a mess.

Xia Baimei is diligent, even in the palace, he will not stop doing his homework every day and night. This youngest commander of Wuyi Lane has learned from the masters of the inner circle.

Although Guan Junchen knew that Xia Baimei would definitely not reveal his details when he was outside, he still wanted to observe and observe. Guan Shanyue did not avoid Xia Baimei at this moment, and followed him with great interest.

Guan Junchen himself practiced martial arts intensively. He can be said to be the only current master among the princes of the late emperor. When he was young, he had read the rare kung fu in Ouchi's collection. come out.

The moonlight was bright and clear at night, and Xia Baimei practiced under the moonlight for an hour.

He was wearing black clothes without any decorations in Wuyi Lane, with military boots on his feet, his long hair tied up high, revealing a jade-like face and a pair of white eyebrows.

Under those black robes, the hands that often kneaded the two heavy golden balls were extremely slender, and the knuckles were particularly obvious.

When the palms are in the shape of tiger claws, the five fingers are wide open, and the knuckles are hooked up.Every move and close, the law is strict.

A tiger is a big cat, and one spine is as flexible as a cat, moving wherever it touches.

Xia Baimei obviously has the essence of the tiger shape, twisting the body and bending the waist, it is as natural as a tiger bowing its body and flicking its tail.

He has put all his strength into every joint of his body, and every time he exerts his strength, there is even a faint sound of wind, thunder and tigers whistling, showing the majesty of the overlord in the mountains.

The difficulty of being a tiger and a crane lies in the fact that one is domineering in his hard work, but elegant in his aspirations.

However, Xia Baimei is really blessed by nature. He has a slender neck and long legs. When walking, he lifts his thighs high and his toes reach far. When he falls to the ground, he is slow and silent, as calm and flexible as a crane walking.

When exerting force, he is as vigorous and mighty as a tiger, but his demeanor is so soothing and elegant, the beauty of his demeanor is almost like a banished fairy under the moon.

Guan Junchen looked at Xia Baimei's appearance, and couldn't help feeling in his heart, this person is so dignified and heroic, rare in the world, it's no wonder that the current emperor asked him to serve him personally when he was the crown prince, and even allowed him to enter the bedroom without an edict after he ascended the throne. No concubine in the harem has ever had such a generous and holy favor.

Looking at it this way, who would believe that this is a ruthless eunuch.

Rao Guan Shanyue, a playboy on weekdays, was a little stunned at this moment, until Xia Baimei accepted the trick and came over to greet him, then he lowered his head and drank apricot blossom wine as if to cover up, and then said with a bit of yin and yang: "Master Xia is so handsome. Kung fu. I heard that the ladies in Chang'an Bada South Pavilion all commented that Mr. Xia is good at kung fu, wishing to be lucky enough to serve you once, I wonder if you have practiced these two sets of kung fu, but which one is better?"

Guan Junchen also knew that Guan Shanyue really couldn't get over this hurdle, so he just smiled and didn't talk to him.

Xia Baimei also sat down, he practiced for an entire hour, but there was not a single drop of sweat on his forehead, he was still so decent.

He calmly wiped his hands with a silk handkerchief, and then responded in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty said that there are two sets of kung fu, but I want to say, you are wrong, this is really a set of kung fu. Even if it is The thing about Fengyue also pays attention to the heat, the combination of hardness and softness, the son of the world is young after all...you must be vigorous when you are young, and you need to temper your temper. If you don't dislike it, I can teach you a thing or two. "

Xia Baimei is not yet thirty this year, in fact Daguan Shanyue is only two years old, but she looks like an old man and wants to teach her skills.

Guan Shanyue was so angry that she almost choked on the wine. He was usually eloquent, but because of his previous defeat, he didn't know how to refute Xia Baimei, so he could only bow his head and sulk.

In fact, it's not that eunuchs don't play prostitutes, it's just that they lack something, their minds are distorted, and their actions become more sinister.

But Xia Baimei is not like this. He is usually cruel and ruthless when he is an official in Bird Clothes Lane, but he seems to be extremely gentle to those who should be regarded as lowly. He has never heard of him hurting anyone. However, those who have slept with him have tasted the marrow and tasted it.

Such a unique eunuch, Xia Baimei was really the only one in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Guan Junchen also found it amused to see Guan Shanyue bickering and deflated, perhaps because of the relationship between Fengyue and Fengyue, he couldn't help being a little distracted.

For some reason, after meeting Yan Chunxi, he lost interest in the young masters of the other courtyard, and always felt that there was a lack of fresh and active interest.

He is not young, but he never thought that at this time, he would regain his obsession with the pleasure of bed. He has been holding back these days for a long time, and he is really bored.

In the past two days, I don't know what happened to Yan Chunxi's injury.

He thought about it, and suddenly he couldn't hold back his thoughts, he got up and said to Guan Shanyue and Xia Baimei: "It's windy at night, so this king will go back to rest, you two can do whatever you want."

When Guan Junchen arrived at the Twelfth Courtyard, Yan Chunxi had already fallen asleep. After thinking about it, he asked someone to light only two candles, and then sat on the side of the bed.

Guan Junchen himself also found it strange that there is a son from the Eighteenth Court in this palace, and there is a new Shuanglin gifted by King Pingnan. If he is interested, he can spend the night wherever he wants.But he sat here and watched Yan Chunxi sleep.

The young man slept soundly, the hideous injury on his back hadn't healed yet, so he could only sleep on his stomach, with his face turned to the outside, breathing very evenly.

Guan Junchen had heard from Wang Jinzhi that he had been having a fever intermittently for the past two days because of his injury, so he reached out and touched his forehead, and it was indeed still a little hot.

It had been a long time since Guan Junchen had looked at Yan Chunxi's face so carefully. He had been cold for half a month before, and then there were many troubles and troubles. The two of them really hadn't been together for a long time.

The boy is still good-looking, clear and bright.

Under the straight and delicate nose are light pink lips. The full lips make him look soft even when he is sleeping and not smiling.

Guan Junchen couldn't hold back for a moment and leaned over to kiss Yan Chunxi's lips, but he couldn't control himself when he kissed him. He couldn't help but licked and bit the young man's soft and full lips with his teeth. If he didn't think that his tongue was hurt, I'm afraid that he will pry open his lips and teeth and go in to wreak havoc.

Even though Yan Chunxi was a sound sleeper, he couldn't help being woken up at this time.He was still a little dazed, and his almond eyes were slightly opened, obviously not fully awake yet.

As if dreaming of something very beautiful in a dream, the young man still had a faint sweet smile on his face. He subconsciously stretched out his arms to encircle Guan Junchen in front of him, and then buried his warm face in Guan Junchen's face. shoulder socket.

He likes it the most.

Twelve years ago, after Guan Junchen was asked to squat down by the pink and jade-carved little guy, he put his arms around Guan Junchen's neck in the same way, and then put his face close to speak softly.

This was even more the case some time ago, after the two were lingering, he always surrounded Guan Junchen so tightly, it didn't look like he was tired of it at all.

Guan Junchen also asked him why, so he laughed so hard that his dimples showed, he leaned into Guan Junchen's ear and whispered: "Brother Cheng is just me alone."

Guan Junchen thought of all the past, and felt his heart soften instantly. He kissed Yan Chunxi's fair ear, and said softly there: "Xi'er, I miss you so much, really."

Guan Junchen couldn't deny his uncontrollable concern for this young man.

What he did and said before, if placed in any other prince's and noble's house, he could not escape the end of death.In Prince Ning's mansion, Cheng Yixuan was originally favored, but Cheng Yixuan never dared to do so, and the other Heyuan princes were even more afraid, because they were all rule-abiding people.

Yan Chunxi didn't follow the rules, he was capable of biting his tongue, and even dared to ask such bold words in front of Guan Junchen, but Guan Junchen was the only one who cared about him.

Even, as long as Yan Chunxi is still hugging his neck like before, Guan Junchen can't wait to pamper him to heaven.

Maybe it was because Guan Junchen made a big move at this time, and Yan Chunxi finally woke up.

He raised his head to see Guan Junchen's face, but at that moment his soft almond eyes showed a strong resistance. He suddenly let go of his arms and stepped back abruptly.

Guan Junchen was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he saw that Yan Chunxi had lowered his head and called out, "My lord."

Guan Junchen frowned, he really didn't quite understand whether Yan Chunxi's actions were because he was afraid of him, or something else, so he just said softly: "Xi'er, you slept soundly, I've been here for a long time—you Are you okay with your injuries?"

"He's not healed yet..." Yan Chunxi still lowered his head and didn't look at Guan Junchen, just replied: "My lord just touched it, it hurts."

Guan Junchen only felt that although his tone was obedient, but he was clearly avoiding it, a little anger rose in his heart for a moment, and he asked in a deep voice: "So, I can't touch you anymore?"

"My lord wants to touch it, of course I can touch it anywhere." Yan Chunxi said so, his expression was neither afraid nor shrinking, and he was even quite calm.

Guan Junchen was momentarily choked and speechless.

He condescended to see Mr. Heyuan, but he didn't expect to swallow several soft nails in a row.

Although I really wanted to get angry, I couldn't break free from the tender state of mind just now.

After all, the young man in front of him had injuries on his back, after all...the injuries were all ordered by him himself.Just think that he was not careful enough and hurt him.

Guan Junchen took a deep breath, finally suppressed the anger in his heart, stood up and said with a calm expression: "Xi'er, you can play with me, but don't go too far. I know, last time I said something serious, It makes you feel uncomfortable. If you have anything you want or want to eat, tell Wang Jinzhi, and I will reward you. ——Take good care of your wounds, and I will come to see you in a few days."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Yan Chunxi's reaction any more, and turned around and strode out of the Twelfth Courtyard.

After standing in the night wind for a long time, Guan Junchen finally threw off his robe sleeves, and annoyed his servants: "Come here, send that Shuanglin to Liufang Pavilion."

……

Guan Junchen originally wanted to spend the night at Cheng Yixuan's place, but he thought that the Shuanglin who was sent to the mansion belonged to King Pingnan, and it would not be good if he kept ignoring him, and he had sent someone to check his identity before, and there was no problem, so he went So changed my mind.

The young man named Shuanglin was of foreign origin, his eyes were blue and blue, with a touch of exotic charm.

Shuanglin was not broken when he sent it, and Guan Junchen couldn't treat him tenderly, so it was extremely painful to come down this time, but he endured it, and even shook his waist and hips to Cheng Huan obediently, which was indeed obedient.

It's just that although Guan Junchen was interested in that matter before, what he was thinking about was Yan Chunxi, so he just pushed the boy under his body and vented hastily twice before his interest faded.

Shuanglin's forehead was covered with sweat due to the affair, he nestled in Guan Junchen's arms, rubbed Guan Junchen's arm like a cat, and said sweetly: "My lord, you are so powerful, Lin'er can't stand it. .”

"Really." Guan Junchen glanced at him indifferently.

"Really... don't you believe in Lin'er?" Shuang Lin seemed to be a little flustered by Guan Junchen's unhappy expression, and couldn't help but lean up.

"I believe it." Guan Junchen stretched out his hand and patted the young man's buttocks, but suddenly felt a little tired, so he said in a low voice: "I'll send someone to take you back. If you want something, tell Guanshi Wang."

In fact, he doesn't care whether he believes it or not.

The older I get, the more I can see through the flattering and eager eyes of the boy in my arms.

He no longer classified it as hypocrisy as he did when he was young, it was actually just an attempt.

Shuanglin, and those Heyuan princes, they just hoped to live a life of comfort and luxury.

In this palace, he is the only one who can give this kind of thing.If you order food once, you can enjoy it all night, and if you order food for a month, you can become half a master.

This right to live a happy life, he can give it to whoever he wants, and take it back if he wants to.Relying on such rules, he ruled this huge prince's mansion, making everyone submit to him and wag their tails and beg for food.

But his own power, from Prince Yipinning, who is above ten thousand people, is extremely glorious. He used to think that this power was given by his innate noble status, and the meritorious deeds obtained from years of fighting with iron horses and golden swords. his.

It is both a gift from heaven and manpower.

But gradually, he became more and more aware of one thing.

His so-called power is also in the hands of the Holy Majesty. The Holy Majesty will give it as he wants, and take it as he wants——

There is really no difference between him and Shuanglin.

……

When the lotus flowers in Taiyue Lake in Prince Ning's Mansion began to bud, the spring hunting was over.

The guard of honor of King Pingnan left Jinling and headed for the fiefdom.And Xia Baimei seemed to have no intention of continuing to stare at King Pingnan, and returned to Chang'an alone.Although Guan Shanyue stayed for a few more days, she soon stopped by to travel to the south.

In the early summer of the third year of Chengde, everything in the Great Zhou Dynasty became calm.

However, just like the muffled thunder that often floods with the torrential rain in summer——

What should come will eventually come with great momentum.

The wound on Yan Chunxi's body has healed, and he can walk, sit and lie on the ground, but if he touches the wound on his back forcefully, there will still be some dull pain.

The doctor said that the injury on the tongue was nothing, but he needed to talk frequently to heal quickly.

But Wang Jinzhi said that Yan Chunxi hardly spoke a word, and he lost weight very quickly.Even if the kitchen carefully cooked Gusu's stewed duck, I only took a few bites before putting down my chopsticks.

Since Guan Junchen returned angrily last time, although he kept asking about Yan Chunxi's situation, he never went to see him again.

After all, he is the king of the prince. Although he misses Yan Chunxi, he will never go over to try to curry favor with him.

But after hearing what Wang Jinzhi said, he still called Yan Chunxi to come to Hanwenzhai.

Guan Junchen hadn't seen Yan Chunxi for another [-] days. He was indeed much thinner. When he knelt on the ground to pay respects, his thin body was covered by a white silk shirt, making him look empty and uncomfortable.

"You sit."

Guan Junchen raised his head and glanced at Yan Chunxi indifferently. In fact, he had already ordered someone to lay a cushion on the pear wood chair beside him, fearing that Yan Chunxi's injuries would become uncomfortable again, but he really didn't want to say these thoughts, so he only handed over a This "Gusu Travel Notes" passed, and said: "I am a little tired today, I want to close my eyes and rest for a while, you can read it to me."

The young man froze for a moment, took the book, and wanted to stand up again, but Guan Junchen stopped him with a wave of his hand: "Just sit and read."

"Yes." Yan Chunxi lowered his head and opened the "Gusu Travel Notes" in his hand.

Perhaps because of his weight loss, his palm-sized face became more and more emaciated, and the dimples beside the corners of his mouth became more noticeable, but he didn't smile, so he lost the sweet and soft expression of the past.

This travel note was written by Nian Jialun, a great talent in the late emperor's time. He has a brilliant literary talent. He went to the south in the early spring for a spring outing. What he saw and heard is so sentimental and charming in his writing——

Gusu is Yan Chunxi's home. He is familiar with every scene, every thing, every plant and every tree there, and he misses it deeply.

He has a clear voice, and as he reads... he can't help falling in love gradually, but the tongue injury is not completely healed, and sometimes he can't help but stumble a little. Soon, I couldn't help but choked.

"Read slowly, don't worry."

Guan Junchen stood up and put a cup of tea by Yan Chunxi's hand.

He just wanted to let Yan Chunxi have this opportunity to talk more, which would be good for the injury, but just listening to it, he was actually a little immersed in it.

It turned out that Yan Chunxi was born in such a beautiful place.

Hee, light also.

Yan Chunxi, what a beautiful name.

He is a ray of warm sunshine in Suzhou's spring.