Huaibi

Ping Huaizhen didn't doubt the origin of Pingxiya, presumably the matter of Hongxuan Emperor's dragon's body has been scattered outside the palace like the wind, and it's not unusual for Pingxiya to know about it - the strange thing is that this person who has never been invited into the palace , I came here spontaneously today, and I still waited patiently for a long time.

His younger brother's nature is like a wild crane, he has been unruly since he was a child, if he entered the palace this time to care for Emperor Hongxuan, then it should be ordered by the princess.

For many years, when Ping Huaizhen knew about the unspeakable secret between Princess Chengyuan and Emperor Hongxuan, the two had become estranged.Although he didn't find out the reason, he had a vague feeling that he was closely related to the death of King Chengyuan, and he didn't want to think deeply about the danger.

Emperor Hongxuan was no longer close to the concubine, and the concubine was outside the palace, so she didn't have to fight for favors like the women in the palace, as if they were strangers and didn't know each other.

However, from the past to the present, even if the princess has been indifferent in front of others, what happened today still exposed her flaws.

After all, I can't let go.

Ping Huaizhen sighed and stepped into the door.

The empty high palace is surrounded by a touch of solitude. In the past, there was a young man named He Jinyi who accompanied him. He was full of joy, sorrow, and anger, and could bring out the warmth of the world. Now that Li Qingjue is not in the palace, there is a table, a chair, a beam and a pillar, and everything is cool. .

Ping Huaizhen wakes up in the morning and rests at night, he is used to this feeling, and the person inside and outside who can talk with peace of mind is no more than Jiang Chang, so suddenly a noisy person visits at this moment, which makes Xu'an Palace look a bit different .

He walked in this side, but the person in the hall was really not idle, he didn't know the dignity, he walked around behind the desk and played with the things in his hand, and when he heard the sound of people approaching, he just raised his head and smiled, omitting all the greetings, and opened his mouth I want to take advantage of him: "I haven't been here for a long time, and there is such a rare thing in the uterus. This gold-plated lion paperweight is exquisitely carved, and it is very suitable for the square brush holder in my brother's study. You might as well give it a reward." younger brother?"

"That's an auspicious unicorn, what kind of lion is that?" Ping Huaizhen pretended to frowned, as if a gentle breeze was blowing through his heart, he brushed away his boredom for a while, seeing his unprofessional attitude, he responded generously as usual, "Take it when you see it."

"Thank you, Prince." How could Pingxiya be polite to him, let alone whether this thing is a lion or an auspicious beast, but he lightly stroked the paperweight golden body with his fingertips, his brows were full of smiles.

Apart from the facial features on that face, which are thousands of miles apart, they are all vaguely similar to Ping Huaizhen. Ping Huaizhen gets closer as he walks, like a person looking at himself in a mirror. , as if standing in front of him was still the naughty toddler back then.

But as soon as he concentrated again, the young boy raised his figure and turned into a handsome man. His eyes were full of shrewdness and laxity, and he withdrew from the dense imperial city skillfully and clumsily. Tianwei Bank of China has been in business for more than [-] years.

Ping Huaizhen turned his palm on the way and landed on his shoulder, and patted him.

"Why do you think of entering the palace today?"

The smile on Pingxi Cliff's face was unobtrusively subdued, and he looked serious, but when he spoke back, he still joked, "Of course I miss the prince."

The court clothes were stifling, Ping Huaizhen kept his skirts loose, Xun Yuyu glanced at him sideways.

Pingxiya was so helpless by that clear gaze, he had no choice but to tell the truth: "My concubine asked me to ask the prince two things." During the conversation, he didn't follow the paperweight any more, he casually put the thing on the desk corner to go.

Ping Huaizhen thought it was true, without further questioning, he slowly loosened his lapel by an inch.

The sky was getting warmer, and it was still cool in the morning, so he added a layer of thin clothes under the court robe, and waited in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for half a day, and it was only at this time that he belatedly felt a little unbearable.However, right now Pingxiya is in the hall, it is inconvenient for him to change clothes, he just wants to be patient for a while.

Not wanting Ping Xiya to see the clues from his subtle expression, he was not in a hurry to ask about the two matters just now, he looked at him in dull court clothes and said: "Prince, let's change clothes first, brother go and wait outside."

Before Ping Huaizhen said "no need" in time to reply, he saw others approaching the curtain, raised his hand and walked out, and could vaguely hear a few words of instructions to Jiang Chang. It's a cover-up, but it can't cover up that heart that is as meticulous as dust.

Jiang Chang from the outer palace hurried in.

After Pingxi Cliff arrived, Jiang Chang dismissed all the maidservants inside and outside the palace, so that he could not bother calling for them now, and personally waited on the prince to change his court robes and put on a light casual clothes.Ping Huaizhen frowned, thinking that the time was just right, he ordered him to go to the back kitchen and order some delicacies that fit the prince's taste, so that he could keep him for lunch when the opportunity was rare.

Jiang Chang didn't dare to be negligent, he didn't know the truth about the two people's backgrounds yet, he only felt that the crown prince treated this cousin like no one in the palace could match, so he immediately arranged it properly, and he didn't forget to face him when he was out of the palace. Those who have been waiting for a long time bow to please.

"Thank you, Eunuch Jiang."

When the man's cuffs were covered with snow and silver embroidered thread, when he turned around, Jiang Chang's eyes were slightly shaken, and when he looked up, he saw a smile that was both familiar and unfamiliar, as if it was Ping Huai's smile many years ago. The face that used to be there, but now I haven't seen it for a long time.

The two look alike...but not alike.

Jiang Chang didn't dare to think wildly, he respectfully responded, bowed his head and retreated from the hall.

Pingxiya walked back to the inner hall, looking at the Prince's back from a distance, his voice came first, forcing Ping Huaizhen to listen to the joke again: "You have to be a few years younger when you change clothes, and the court clothes are dull. Yes, it's wide and thick, it's good for those stubborn old men, but not for the prince. If you ask me, the scarlet color is a bit dull. The prince should go outside the palace and see the noble sons on the streets of Dongning. It's how you dress up."

"Ridiculous." Ping Huaizhen reprimanded the two words, knowing that he was just joking, but still couldn't help caring about his exaggerated mouth, recalling that although he was also lively and eloquent when he was young, he was by no means so powerful, thinking He didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, tapped his finger on the table to call him to sit down, and then asked, "The princess taught you to enter the palace, what do you want to ask me?"

Ping Xiya sat down generously by his side, took the teapot and poured tea into a cup, and casually replied: "I heard that the emperor coughed up blood early this morning, and I was so shocked that the rumor that the sky was going to change spread half the capital in the blink of an eye. Mother and concubine asked me to ask the prince, is there any serious problem with the emperor right now?"

There was no ambiguity in the words, and if one wanted to get to the bottom of it, one could even be charged with disrespect, but the speaker didn't care, with a hint of indifference hidden in his smiling eyes, he raised his eyes and looked at the prince happily.

Ping Huaizhen's chest was blocked, and he was secretly angry when he heard it, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.Pingxiya knew her own background early on, but she was different from him. For many years, she never felt the relationship between father and son, and because of the sufferings suffered by her mother and concubine, she hated Emperor Hongxuan for a long time.

In terms of Pingxiya, Emperor Hongxuan could be the king of a dynasty or a stranger, but he could not be his biological father.Since this thought has been deeply planted, what does it matter to him if he coughs up blood?Even if he passed away suddenly, he would definitely not shed a single tear if he wanted to come to Pingxi Cliff.

Ping Huaizhen couldn't blame him, and he couldn't ask him to be filial, so he had no choice but to bow his head: "Father is fine, but he just needs to rest, Wangfei please rest assured."

"What's on her mind?" Ping Xiya sipped his tea with downcast eyes, unable to hear any emotion.

Embarrassment suddenly occurred in the room, both of them were silent, for a while, I don't know who sighed first, and Ping Huaizhen asked again: "What else?"

When I asked this question, I couldn't wait for a response for a long time.

Ping Xiya's eyes were deeply reflected in the still water in the cup, and thousands of words wanted to pour out, rolling endlessly in his throat like a torrent, and finally came out of his mouth and condensed into short numbers: "The prince should make a plan."

Ping Huaizhen felt pain in the corner of her forehead, propped her head on her elbow, closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

Pingxi Cliff is only available when you click on it.

When he came here, he had thought a lot, but as a member of the royal family, he had been idle for many years, and put the word "mediocrity" on his head. Now he has deceived Emperor Hongxuan, the entire court, and himself. So much so that when the prince came to the front of the mountain, he didn't know how to help him.

In the past, he was diligent in writing and practiced hard in martial arts, but he didn't apply what he learned for a while.Now one side is giving up the big for the small, avoiding the edge to protect the mother and concubine, not seeking vanity, just asking the mother to spend the rest of her life in peace; and the other side is because of the small loss, the sidelines can only watch the elder brother walk alone , with his own body to bear the weight of the mountains and rivers and the danger of the road.

It's hard to have both.

The normally unrestrained man showed a sad face, Ping Huaizhen laughed lowly, and opened his eyes again at some point, he could clearly see his uncertain expression.

Ping Xiya raised her eyes, and said a gentle sentence: "You should also make a plan, which is to protect the princess as before. Although the mountains and rains are about to come, as long as you stay still, the princess will have something to rely on."

These words seemed to knock on the top of his head crisply, Ping Xiya suddenly felt his mind cleared up, and he was no longer obsessed with gain or loss.

He only cares about Yiping's wishful thinking and protects the person in the mansion outside the palace. No matter what the situation in the court is, he will not change his original intention.

It is the warmest time of the day.

Outside of the imperial city, Jingzhong is indeed the same as what Pingxiya said. The story of Emperor Hongxuan coughing up blood has been circulated several times and has changed.The daring idlers in the market had the look of a prophet, as if they had seen Emperor Hongxuan lingering on his sick bed and dying of illness, and it was not long before the new Emperor came to power.

In just half a day, the sound of the wind distorted to this point.

At the end of Dongning Street, there were two people walking together. There were more than a dozen diners in front of and behind them, waiting in a long line for a freshly baked pear blossom cake from the street shop.

Really tired of waiting, someone in the team couldn't help offending the emperor: "Did you hear that? Early this morning, the palace..."

"Is it……"

The two people frowned frequently because of the trivial human conversation. The young man in white turned his head and looked at Li Qingjue behind him. There was worry in his impatient expression.

Rong Xi nodded, turned around and waited quietly in the long queue.

The sweet fragrance in the shop is wrapped in the freshly baked moisture and drifts into the street, as if eager to whitewash the peace.

Li Qingjue waited for nearly a stick of incense in the midst of the noise, and there were only a dozen or so last pear blossom cakes in the oven just now, and the proprietress wrapped them for him. Wear some warmth.

After Li Qingjue said thank you, he took Rong Xi with his paper bag and went back slowly to Zhumenglou. After leaving Dongning Long Street, he walked through an alley, which was not as crowded as before, and whispered to him: Such rumors in the market are unbelievable, but there must be a reason for it, and I guess that although the emperor is not critically ill, the coughing up of blood may be true."

Rong Xi didn't realize the deep meaning in his words at the beginning, until she thought about it carefully and asked, "Dad thinks the time has come?"

"No, the timing is not ripe." Li Qingjue thought differently from him. He was used to the hearts of Taoists in the court, and he intuitively felt that this matter was not God's will but man-made, "I think there are human eyes behind this rumor. Rong Xi, you Just imagine who the words "Xindi is in power" refer to?"

"I am the prince."

"Since he is the crown prince, once this word reaches the ears of the emperor, who should he blame?"

"It's also the prince."

Li Qingjue nodded: "Exactly. Therefore, the rumors spread wildly must be deliberately done by someone, trying to take this opportunity to strip the emperor of the prince's trust."

And this caring person knows who it is without imagination.

Rong Xi realized it, and she frowned and thought about the countermeasures, the more she thought about it, the more passive she became.

The crown prince is not advancing or retreating now, he is already in a disadvantageous position, if he does not agree, he will be set on fire by others, but if he agrees, he will show his desire to cover up.

Unless something else happens and the person who caused the trouble is too busy to take care of himself, when the rumors dissipate, everyone's thoughts should also dissipate.

Li Qingjue also thought of this, but the reason for the odd number is still unclear, so he said after thinking: "After going back to the building, you and Lianhua can come to my room to discuss."

"it is good."

Li Qingjue temporarily untied his brows, and looked sideways at the imperial city.

Those gazes walked silently through the streets and alleys, through the thousands of things that ordinary people do day and night, and then through the changes of the four seasons in central Beijing, as if they were heading for a long journey in the history of Haohao.

After a while, the lake retreated again. After the wind calmed down, the lake was as quiet as before.