don't fight the general

There was silence in Yongning Hall. After Concubine Wei Shu threw the teacup and drove everyone out, only their mother and son were left in the hall. Yan Jing sat crookedly on the chair, holding the teacup in his hand, with a peaceful face and a pair of His eyes were calm.In contrast, Concubine Wei Shu seemed much more excited. She was still standing in the middle of the ground, with broken cups and cups under her feet, her eyes were red, and she was looking at her son in disbelief.

Yan Jing raised his eyes slightly, and took her appearance into his eyes. He didn't show it on the face, but he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh in his heart. He always knew how good he was at hurting people with words, so he deliberately restrained himself in front of his mother and concubine. , and maybe because of his temperament, no matter what his mother and concubine said for many years, he mostly remained silent and would not contradict him. One can imagine how those words just now would be to his mother and concubine. Surprised.

In fact, Yan Jing didn't want to do this, just like he didn't want to contradict his concubine for many years. He always felt that it was hard enough for her to stay alone in this bedroom for many years. Even though he was cold by nature, he still hoped that most of the time he could Follow her will.

It's just that there are some words, it seems a bit late to say now.

I haven't seen her for more than half a year. Concubine Wei Shu naturally misses her son very much. She even forgot about her refusal to get married before, and welcomed him into the palace with a smile. After Gong came out, he made a special trip to Zhaoyang Palace to visit the little prince who was only a month old, and his face immediately changed.

Ever since Yan Jue was born and received favor, Concubine Wei Shu's hostility towards Cui Qiao's mother and son has risen extremely. Before, it was just a complaint, but now it is a real hatred.She said a few words to Cui Qiao, but Yan Jing kept her eyes down and did not respond, until her words turned to Yan Jue, Yan Jing slowly raised her head, with a bit of sarcasm in her phoenix eyes, and said slowly: "Mother Concubine, you just called that little prince who can't speak a little beast, then I am connected with him, so what should you call me?"

Concubine Wei Shu has long been used to complaining about this in front of her son, and she is even more used to Yan Jing's silence. Although she spoke a little more seriously than usual today, she never thought that Yan Jing would refute, so she couldn't help frowning: "How can you and him? Same?"

"Yeah, how can it be the same? After all, he is the son of the Queen of the Palace. Even if he is 20 years younger than me, he is still the eldest son of the legitimate son. In this way, I am worse than him." After Yan Jing finished speaking, he saw The complexion of her mother and concubine became particularly ugly, and the distinction between concubine and concubine has always been a knot in her heart, and no one knows it better than Yan Jing.

But Yan Jing didn't stop there. He reached out and took the teacup handed by the maid into his hand, lifted the lid and blew gently, but didn't drink it in a hurry, but looked up and accepted it. Guochazhan was about to drink it to calm down his own mother and concubine, and said slowly: "For many years, I have been thinking about one thing, don't you really know, mother concubine, that you didn't get that post, it's not Because Empress Cui took your position, but because from the very beginning, Father never thought of giving you the throne. It is the same now, even if Father made Yan Jue the crown prince, it was not because of me The ignorant third brother robbed me of the position of prince, and I have grown up to more than [-] years today, and that position has never belonged to me."

Yan Jing took a sip of tea lightly: "So what's the use of the mother concubine hating Empress Cui's mother and son so indiscriminately? Isn't the root cause of this matter that there has never been a place for you, mother and son in the heart of the emperor?"

Concubine Wei Shu's expression became extremely ugly at that moment, her eyes turned red, and the next moment she dropped the teacup in her hand on the ground, and shouted at the maid standing beside her, "Get out!"

Yan Jing raised her eyes slightly, and several maids walked out quickly with their heads down, and carefully closed the door of the palace, leaving the hall completely to their mother and son.

Then came the stalemate.

In fact, for Yan Jing, it is not a very deadlock. After all, after returning to the capital from the northwest, Yan Jing has already made up his mind after realizing what his mother and concubine have done in recent days.No matter how their mother and son got along with each other in the past 20 years, and no matter whether his mother and concubine really knew nothing or avoided it, some things should be clarified.

He put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and helped Concubine Mu to sit down. Before she could speak again, she heard her sobbing, and said in a low voice: "Do you think I really don't know? How about resigning yourself to your fate and watching him give everything to others without doing anything? I came from a humble background, and he never took me seriously, but you are his first son, and you have blood on your body. With his blood, why would you give these up to others?"

Concubine Wei Shu raised her hand to cover her face while she was speaking, and wept softly, "I was born in a humble family and was looked down upon all my life, how can I let you live this kind of life again?"

Yan Jing smiled slightly, then shook his head lightly. He took out a brocade handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Concubine Wei Shu. Only then did the indifference in his tone dissipate a lot, and he said, "But concubine mother, the past 20 years , I have never had the slightest desire for the throne. Is the thing that everyone is chasing after is a good thing? My father has sat in that position for so many years, and he seems to be high above and inviolable, but you see now, he What else is left?"

Concubine Wei Shu raised her head to look at Yan Jing, and couldn't help saying: "But, Jing'er..."

Yan Jing waved her hand lightly, turned around and sat back on the chair: "Mother Concubine, many things you have done over the years, and some small tricks you have done in the harem, even if I don't agree, I will never agree with you." Interference. Even if I disapprove in my heart, I have never discouraged you from competing for favor in front of the emperor. But now it is very different. I don't know what kind of benefits Zheng Guifei and the Zheng family have promised you, but you must be clear that it is all Seek skin from a tiger. Even if you hate Empress Cui, you should think about it. Compared with that position, the most important thing is that you and my mother can survive the current muddy water."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sneered: "You don't really think that the Zheng family will have any kindness towards me, do you? In my opinion, they are not as good as the Cui family. At least in these years, Empress Cui has treated you, my mother and my son. At most, it’s just ignoring it, but the Zheng family..." He raised his eyes, and slowly looked at Concubine Wei Shu who had stopped crying, "Did you forget that the fear in your heart was far greater when you were pregnant with the dragon heir? Surprised. After 20 years, can they grow up to be a lot of adults?"

Yan Jing stood up, gently stretched her arms and stretched her body: "Compared to Yan Jue, who is just a baby and has no threat, the Zheng family probably prefers me, the eldest son of the emperor who has been crowned king, to die first?"

Concubine Wei Shu raised her head and looked at Yan Jing in panic. She wanted to say that even if Yan Jing was not favored, he was still a prince with a fief. No matter how daring the Zheng family was, would they still be able to kill him?But she immediately thought of the Yan Cheng she had seen in Yongshou Palace during the day, of the treacherous Bo Yun in the capital at the moment, and even more of the panic many years ago when she was pregnant. Emboldened.

Yan Jing reached out and patted her on the shoulder lightly, and comforted her: "Mother Concubine, as long as you don't join hands with the Zheng family, no matter what happens in this city in the future, it has nothing to do with you, my mother and my son." .”

After finishing speaking, Yan Jing stood up straight and bowed to Concubine Wei Shu: "My son hurried all the way back from the northwest, and spent more than half a day in the imperial city, and now he is very tired, so I will take my leave today. "

Concubine Wei Shu raised her eyes, and then she had time to look at Yan Jing carefully, and found that she didn't know if it was because she hadn't seen him for a long time, but she always felt that this person had lost a lot of weight, and his face was also haggard. She looked a little pale, and couldn't help feeling distressed. She raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, and said, "I'll ask the small kitchen to cook something you like, and I'll go back after eating."

Yan Jing smiled, then shook her head, and pointed to the mess on the ground: "Forget it, who can bear the situation today? When the mother and concubine are in a better mood tomorrow, I will come to pay my respects."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her to stay, he waved his hand and left the palace gate without looking back.

This time back to the capital city, I don’t know why Yan Jing abandoned the carriage and rode a horse instead. After all, it was not as comfortable as riding in a carriage. He was already very tired all the way, and he spent a lot of energy in this palace today. So when I saw a carriage coming to pick me up after leaving the gate of the imperial city, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, nodded to the guard driving the carriage, and got into the carriage.

When he was 15 years old, he left the palace to buy a mansion, and now that mansion has become his residence when he returns to the capital. Although the mansion is not big, it is a place where he has lived for several years, and Yan Jing can still get used to it.

The mansion is in the west of the city, and there is still a distance from the imperial city, even in a carriage, Yan Jing leaned against the wall of the carriage and fell asleep, suddenly remembered the small box that had been kept in her sleeve just now , Immediately took out the box, only lifted the lid, and saw the familiar handwriting on the top, and the mood that was a little depressed suddenly improved a lot.

He stared at those words for a while, and finally couldn't help but go back to the mansion, so he reached out and picked up the letter, and then saw a letter with a wax seal on it.Yan Jing frowned slightly, picked up the letter, read it carefully, but couldn't see a word, for some reason, he immediately remembered that when he arrived at Zhaoyang Palace just now, the servant seemed to have mentioned that there was a letter before it was delivered letter.

Looking at the unopened wax seal on it, it was very likely that it was that one, perhaps because the servant did not handle the affairs properly, mixed it into Cui Wei's letter and gave it to himself together.Yan Jing stared at the letter and thought for a while with frowning eyebrows, opened the curtain and told the guards outside: "Immediately take this king's token and send this letter to Zhaoyang Palace. Wrong, remember to be cautious, don't alarm others."

The guard was about to turn his horse's head after receiving the order, when he heard Yan Jing ask again: "Who is there in this southwest?"