I heard that Quan Xiang wants to be good [rebirth]

"I send my respects to my father, I wish my father good health and a long life."

It wasn't until this young man—the second prince Jing Mu, whom he had just found a few days ago, walked up to him to salute, that Emperor Qianning realized it.

"No need to be too polite, let's get flat." He said slowly, and then lowered his eyes to look at this son who he hadn't looked at since he was brought back to the palace.

At that moment, the boy's deep and cold appearance seemed to be just an illusion.Now the young man was standing in front of him in a regular manner, and after he stuttered to greet him, he remained silent, clenched his hands together and squeezed them, allowing himself to look at him a little awkwardly.

...It is true that he has a good appearance, the brows are full of the style of the former emperor, and his facial features are all the shadow of his favorite concubine back then. Although he is only ten years old, he already has a good appearance.It's a pity that it seems to have grown up outside the palace, so its whole body is cramped, like a stray puppy that has just been caught.

This recognition instead made Emperor Qian Ning feel a little affection for the child.In the past few decades, he has rarely seen such a person who can see through at a glance.He has been an emperor for a long time, this kind of person is the best to deal with, and makes him feel the safest.

So, he showed kindness rarely, and thought about the child for a while.This child's mother and concubine died early and lived among the people. Now that he suddenly returns to the palace, he has no choice but to take pity on him. It must be a difficult life.

Thinking of this, Emperor Qianning softened his voice a bit, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Jing Mu's thin shoulders trembled, and he knelt down again: "Father, forgive me! My son... my son is just..."

Some emotions in Emperor Qianning's heart inexplicably swelled up, making him feel relaxed and comfortable.Seeing Jing Mu like this, he couldn't help pitying him even more, and even bent down to hold his arm, saying, "Don't be afraid, get up and answer."

Jing Mu should be right, stood up with lowered eyes, and said in a low voice: "I'm here to listen to you brothers studying."

"Oh?" Emperor Gan Ning found it novel, and asked: "The Disciple Rules they read, have you never read it before?"

"My son's status was low back then, he didn't have enough food and clothing, and he couldn't afford to hire a gentleman. He only knew a few words in the army and never read a book." Jing Mu lowered his head, his expression was vague, but his voice was lonely and deep. , with a little shame and inferiority complex.

Emperor Qianning didn't speak for a while when he heard the words.

He vaguely recalled the past between himself and that noble Yun.At that time, I seemed to really admire her, to the point where even Jiangshan could not let her go.But the time is too long, the emperor is ruthless, he can no longer remember whether he was genuine or fake at that time.Only on the anniversary of the death of nobleman Yun every year, he would revisit the old place and savor the past as if it were a story.

However, if he was himself back then, he would definitely not let that woman's child fall to this point.

"Have you ever thought about what you are studying for?" After a while, he asked.

Jing Mu seemed to be questioned, he hesitated for a while, his face flushed, and he said in a low voice: "Father's children are all able to read and write well...Jing Mu doesn't want to do it. This outlier."

"Oh?" Emperor Qianning was used to hearing his son's words of "to assist the emperor and serve the court", so he did not expect to hear such an answer. "Just like that? Have you ever thought about what to do after you know how to read and write?"

"..."

Jing Mu lowered his head, as if he really thought about it.After a while, he smiled shyly and said with an embarrassed smile: "Jing Mu doesn't know. Jing Mu's wish since he was a child was to have no worries about food and clothing, and to have a house to shelter from the wind and rain. Now, my father has fulfilled all these for my son. The royal father is rich all over the world, and the sons and daughters have nothing to repay the royal father, only try to catch up with the brothers, so as not to embarrass the royal father."

Emperor Qian Ning was startled when he heard the words, then stretched his eyebrows and laughed loudly.

"I promise you." After a while, he said seriously with a smile on his face. "For the Qionglin Banquet in three days, I will definitely find you the most profound master."

Jing Mu paused, then bowed his head to thank him.

Having said that, Emperor Gan Ning also felt a little tired, especially when the spring breeze blew, he felt a little cold.He raised his hand to summon the chariot, and returned to Zhenyuan Hall.

Sitting on the chariot, he thought to himself that he seemed to have found the reason why he loved Yun nobleman so much from Jing Mu.

In this palace, there was only that woman who was lively and agile, and she could tell at a glance that she was full of love and admiration for her, and she was different from the others.Only when I get along with her, I feel that my heart is bright and everything is colorful.

Thinking of this, he said, "Go to Xihe Palace."

The Habitat Palace was exactly where the nobleman Yun lived.

Behind him, Jing Mu stood up slowly, raised his eyes to look at Emperor Qianning's back.He seemed to be a different person at this time, with a straight back, a body like a green pine, and the whole body had the unique bearing of a superior, and the embarrassment and timidity just now had long since disappeared.

There was no expression on his face, no emotion.Only those eyes are like a cold pool, and the surging emotions are like the biting snowstorm in the north.

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Shu Changyu's leg injury was not serious at all, and after two or three days of being forced to stay at home, he recovered completely.

He didn't even want to raise it for three days.His own body is very clear to him.In the past ten years of worshiping the prime minister in the previous life, he experienced countless assassinations overtly and secretly, and suffered several minor and serious injuries, but he was completely fine, let alone the small injury accidentally fell this time.

Moreover, his right leg has been disabled for several years, and he suffers from pain all day long, which has long become a habit.Now this small bump is really nothing in comparison.

He was only thinking about the weeping willows on the Baidi Lake outside the city, which is the most rare beauty in this spring day in Zhaojing.In his previous life, when he was a teenager, he would visit Yuan Lake every spring, but after he was imprisoned and became a prime minister, he had a lot of things to do every day, so he hadn't visited it for more than ten years.

Now that the spring is just right, the new buds of the weeping willow must be the most gratifying appearance.Thinking about it so hard really makes people think so hard.

"You still go to Yuan Lake to see willows?" Kong Qing put the medicine by his hand when he heard his words. "The old madam won't let you out of the room, and even said that if you go out of the courtyard, the slave's legs will be broken. If you really go to Yuan Lake, the three heads of the slave are not enough for the old madam to cut off!" After finishing speaking, He pushed the medicine on the table towards Shu Zhangyu. "Drink it while it's hot, so that the slave can answer the old lady."

Shu Changyu glanced at him, had no choice but to give up, and reluctantly picked up the thick and bitter medicinal juice on the table.

Therefore, it wasn't until the Qionglin Banquet three days later that Shu Changyu was finally able to go out in a fair manner.

When Kong Qing was tying the belt for him, Shu Changyu stretched his muscles and thought to himself, not to mention all kinds of things in advance, but in this life, the emperor held a Qionglin banquet that made him go out for a walk, which can be regarded as a great favor to him one piece.

After Shu Changyu finished putting on the straight gown, Kong Qing brought another dark blue robe for him to put on.Long and long Yu thought it was cumbersome at first, but after the banquet was over, it would be late at night.At that time, the dew will be deeper, and my body, which can't stand the cold at this point, really can't bear it.

Shu Changyu's carriage was already waiting at the gate of the mansion.The coachman saw him coming out in a thin cloak, jumped out of the carriage quickly, and took a footstool to cushion the side of the carriage.

Shu Changyu paused, then stepped on the footstool and got into the carriage supported by Kong Qing.The hard feeling under his feet was both familiar and unfamiliar, making Shu Zhangyu dazed.

After he became a prime minister in his previous life, he had servants who specially served as footstools.Every time when getting on and off the carriage, someone consciously knelt down beside the carriage, and he stepped on his back to get on the carriage.A person's back is naturally warm, with the tension of bones and muscles. Although it is not very safe to step on it, it makes people feel a strange joy in their desolate and desolate hearts.

In the previous life, Guang knew how to step on people under his feet, but when he was stepping on people under his feet, it was not as safe and stable as standing on flat ground.

Shu Changyu gave a low laugh, got into the carriage, and gathered his cloak.

Outside, Kong Qing and the coachman also sat on the outer edge of the carriage.Hearing the sound of the whip faintly, the carriage wobbled forward.

This year's Qionglin Banquet was held in a royal garden at the foot of the eastern suburb of Zhaojing City.Every summer, Zhaojing suffers from the scorching heat.Emperor Qian Ning had been weak since he was a child, and he had to suffer from two serious illnesses every time this kind of weather came.So the imperial court built a garden on the shaded side of Yanshan Mountain in the outskirts of Zhaojing for Emperor Qianning to cool off in summer.

Yanshan Garden is not far from Zhaojing City, and it is only five miles away from the city gate.Shu Zhangyu had long since lost the ambition and enthusiasm of the new Jinshi who participated in the Qionglin Banquet for the first time. When he got on the carriage, he was shaken to sleep, and he closed his eyes after a while. wake up.

"I just shook a little on the road, and fell asleep without knowing it." Shu Changyu smiled blushingly at Kong Qing.

Kong Qing helped him get out of the carriage, and when he came out, Shu Changyu felt that the wind was breezy, and the surrounding area was filled with a fresh and empty atmosphere between the mountains and fields.

In front of him is the gate of Yanshan Garden.The gate and the courtyard wall are majestic, not inferior to the palace, and the surrounding guards stand like green pines, wearing tall and straight black armor.Entering from this gate, there are palaces and pavilions, extending to the halfway up the mountain like a beautiful road.

Yanshan is the season when the mountain flowers are blooming.Therefore, around the green tiles and flying sills of this palace, there are all kinds of cloud-like mountain flowers, reflecting the green splendor of spring.

Coming and going around, many new scholars have already arrived at the door, bringing them in in twos and threes.These faces are either young and vigorous, or gray-haired, and there are people of all ages.These Jinshi are gathered together now, who has excellent writing, who has studied under the great Confucianism, and who has been an official for generations, everyone already knows in their hearts.Now you come and go, greet each other, you already have the style of an official banquet.

Everyone recognized the carriage of General Dingguo's mansion, and they also knew that the third son of General Dingguo was the number one scholar in high school before he was crowned.

Now when I walked around the carriage, all the people at the door gradually gathered around, greeting and greeting with smiles on their faces.

Shu Changyu roughly glanced at the crowd.Among the few in front of me, this corrupt ink was killed, that one died of illness early, the one who was transferred to the frontier did not return to Beijing for decades, and the one next to him was accused of impeachment because he spoiled his concubine and killed his wife.

Facing the scrutiny, exploration and flattery of these people who thought they were invisible, Shu Changyu was like watching a group of children who hadn't grown up, so he really couldn't arouse interest in socializing.

Therefore, with a warm and polite smile on Shu Changyu's face, these people greeted each other one by one, then put their fists on their lips, frowned and coughed a few times, and tightened the cloak around them.

Just as he turned his head to the side, and was about to plead guilty to going ahead on the grounds that it was difficult to withstand the mountain wind, a carriage came from behind and came into his sight.

The smile on Shu Changyu's face remained unchanged, but his eyes turned cold for a moment.

The author has something to say: Jing Mu: I think you've written me too cowardly, Liu Gouhua.

Liu Gouhua: Do you know what a man can bend and stretch?Do you know what it means to try your best?

Jing Mu: I don't understand, but I know that a respected minister is reborn, and one person is missing for a life sacrifice.

Liu Gouhua:? ? ? ?