The King's Favor [Rebirth]

Chapter 18

The death of Zuo Min and the defeat of the Zuo family caused the imperial party in the court to calm down for a while, the gate of He Guogong's mansion was closed tightly, and the queen mother in the harem all fell ill due to anger.

The little emperor, who was always physically weak, withstood this wave, standing stiffly in the hall.

At this time, the years can be regarded as quiet.

As the weather got colder and colder, Qi Jingyuan wore more and more clothes.

The cloaks were all replaced with thick fur collars, but Xie Linxi was still the same coquettish bag.He has a good physique, and the clothes he wears are relatively thin, unless he wears official clothes when entering the palace, he must wear white clothes and folding fans on weekdays, and he wears a romantic and chic posture.

Qi Jingyuan knew what he liked, and when he got a cloak made of silver fox, he specially asked someone to send it to Xie's house.

It is said that this is the only one inside and outside the palace.

A censor secretly went on the road, Zhezi attacked Qi Jingyuan indifferently, saying that he had what the emperor didn't have, and gave it away at will.From another point of view, is it true that Qi Jingyuan is more valuable than the emperor?

Qi Jingyuan directly took the zhezi to the court and talked about it, saying that there is a rich man in the south of the Yangtze River named Qin Nian, it is said that he has a vast area of ​​fertile land, and the money in his family is more valuable than the money in the treasury, so Qin Nian is also more valuable than the emperor.

The courtier was speechless.

Later, Qi Jingyuan politely asked the well-informed Ji Mingyi, asking him if there was such a reason in this world. After all, there was a glass palace lamp with a hundred birds bestowed by the Tai-zu period in Ji's mansion. one serving.

Ji Mingyi doesn't like to be in the limelight in many things, and Qi Jingyuan named him in public, so he can only say that every household has its own unique things, so it's wrong to say that it doesn't have an emperor.

After Ji Mingyi said this, the angry Yushi yelled at him in the court hall for changing his concept.

Ji Mingyi has gone through two generations of emperors, and he has his own rules in doing things on weekdays, and he almost rolled his eyes when he was scolded by the censor.

The court is like this. It is not every day that you come and go to test and confront each other. More often than not, the courtiers are not as rude as the market. When they quarrel, it is already very polite to quarrel without rolling up their sleeves.

Qi Jingyuan watched them quarrel with cold eyes.

The little emperor sat on the dragon chair, wanted to stop but didn't know what to say, so he could only watch them arguing.

In the end, Qi Jingyuan got impatient and stood up and told the emperor that he had a headache and wanted to go back to rest. The little emperor took advantage of the situation and said that he wanted to leave the court, so the courtiers stopped arguing.

When the little emperor left with Qi Jingyuan, he took a deep breath and said, "Thanks to Uncle Huang."

Otherwise, his brain and eyes would probably be chattering all day.

Qi Jingyuan looked at the little emperor's relieved appearance, and he seemed a bit childish at this age.

He looked at the slight smile on his face and said: "It's been very cold recently, the emperor will go back earlier." Then he handed the stove that Jin Yi handed over to the little emperor and said: "It's cold, the emperor pays attention to your health." .”

The little emperor's hands were red from the cold, and the stove felt very comfortable on his hands, so he nodded with his mouth pursed.

Qi Jingyuan then turned and left.

In the cold wind, the little emperor unconsciously bit his lips as he watched his leaving back.

"Your Majesty, go back." Nian Zhong, the eunuch next to the little emperor, said.

The little emperor hummed, and before sitting in the Luanjia, he said: "Nianzhong..."

Nian Zhong responded, and the little emperor looked at his face full of flattering smiles, and the words he wanted to say were instantly stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak them out.

He originally wanted to ask Nian Zhong if Qi Jingyuan treated him differently recently.

But he knew how Nian Zhong would answer, he would say no, the regent treats the emperor the same as before.Even his mother thinks so, let alone a slave who doesn't know anything and just wants to whitewash the peace and curry favor with his master.

The little emperor Qi Yu really felt that something was different.

Qi Jingyuan still cared for him with the utmost care, and he was even more careful about the details.

And this kind of concern is more focused on food and clothing. If he has any doubts about court affairs, when he asks, Qi Jingyuan will answer carefully and teach carefully.

But still different.

In the past, Qi Jingyuan would talk about court affairs for him without him having to ask at all, using the most concise words to answer the most thorough questions.

For example, just now, he said thanks to the uncle of the emperor, Qi Jingyuan should have said, you are the emperor, they are the courtiers, if you don't want to listen to what they say, just tell them to shut up, don't force yourself too much to listen to the ducks arguing.

Yes, sometimes Qi Jingyuan's speech is so refined, and it is common for him to compare courtiers to chirping ducks in private.

Thinking of the past, the little emperor who was sitting in the Luanjia smiled, and then the smile quickly subsided.

He looked at the stove in his hand, his eyes fluctuating.

Qi Jingyuan and the Empress Dowager gave him completely different teachings. For example, in this cold weather, the Empress Dowager meant that the emperor should set an example for all officials and not be greedy for pleasure.There is only so little time in the court, and he has to endure the cold and heat, and everything is easy to talk about when he returns to the palace.

Qi Jingyuan was different, the sky had just turned cold, he was carrying a heater, and the sky had just started to heat up, there were ice-cold melons and fruits beside him, and someone was fanning him behind him.He said that life is only a few decades, not to mention their identities, there is no need to wrong themselves.

The Empress Dowager said in private that Qi Jingyuan wanted to adopt him.

Suffering can make people remember fresh, but pleasure will only destroy a person, especially when he is still young and not at the age of enjoyment.

Thinking of this, the little emperor held the stove tightly.

His hands were already a little numb from the cold, and they were itchy after being so scalded by the heater.

The little emperor put the stove by his lap and watched quietly.

Qi Jingyuan didn't know what the little emperor was thinking, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care, let alone take it to heart.

Qi Jingyuan wandered around the Jinghua Palace, and felt that the palace was big and empty, and it was very cold. He looked at the sky covered with black clouds, and thought of Xie Linxi, who was chic outside the palace, and suddenly there was no correction memorial. Those petty desires.

Xie Linxi, who was being talked about by Qi Jingyuan outside the palace, sneezed suddenly on the street. He pulled his clothes, wondering if he was wearing too thin, and he had to drink ginger tea when he went back tonight, or else he would get up because of it. It's ridiculous to be hot.

Xie Linxi went to the street to grab medicine. Uncle Zhang in his house fell ill a few days ago because he didn't pay attention to the weather changes.The doctor prescribed the medicine, and Zhang Bo was already healed after drinking for a few days, Xie Linxi was worried, and decided to give him some more to strengthen his body.

After taking the medicine, he was about to go back when he sneezed a few times, thinking he was going to be tricked.

Fortunately, I only sneezed but didn't have a runny nose, nor did I feel dizzy or dizzy. I didn't feel like I was going to be sick.

When Xie Linxi went back, he found that someone was following him. At first he thought it was his own illusion, turning around twice, but that person kept following him.

Xie Linxi squinted his eyes. Over the years, he had offended many people, and many people wanted his head, but this was the first time he had seen him following him on the street openly.

With these in mind, Xie Linxi quickly flashed into an alley.

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps behind him.

When the voice approached, Xie Linxi suddenly appeared, and under the suspicious eyes of the visitor, he drew out his sword and pointed at his neck, saying coldly: "Who are you, and what are you doing with me?"

The person who followed him was a very delicate and very old young man. He was wearing a half-new plain white shirt, his hair was tied with a plain sweat towel, his shoes were a bit worn out, and traces of mending could still be seen.

In short, this person looks like a frail scholar.

Xie Linxi raised his eyebrows, raised his sword casually and said, "Little scholar, why don't you study hard and follow me. Do you know who I am?"

The little scholar was panicked at first, but now he has calmed down, he said: "I know, you are Mrs. Xie Linxi."

Xie Linxi sneered: "Since you know, then tell me what you do with me, it's hard to say, my sword doesn't have eyes..."

Before he finished speaking, the little scholar suddenly knelt down towards him.

He said strangely: "Let you speak well, what are you kneeling on me for?"

That's what he said, but he didn't move.He has seen many unexpected things, such as the former Yinliu who was tortured by the prison chief.Yin Liu wanted to commit suicide, and if they were negligent, they might die.

The little scholar didn't know what Xie Linxi was thinking. He knelt on the ground and raised his head and said, "Caomin Wang Chong, I have seen Mr. Xie. The Caomin didn't deliberately inquire about Mr. Xie's whereabouts. Today, he came here specially to thank Mr. Xie and the regent."

Xie Linxi was thinking that Wang Chong's name sounded familiar when he heard the little scholar say again: "Caomin is in the filial age and has no fame, so it is inconvenient to go to the prince and lord's house to thank you. Today I can meet you in the market. , It’s really a surprise. Caomin Xie Wang Ye and your lord rehabilitated my father Wang Yu.”

Having said all this, Wang Chong bowed solemnly to Xie Linxi.

Xie Linxi snorted and said, "A lot of people have cursed me these days, and I was the first one to thank you. The one who rehabilitated your father is not me but the prince. If you want to thank me, remember the prince well."

"Caomin can distinguish right from wrong and right from wrong, Caomin resigns." Wang Chong stood up and left after saying this.

Facing the cold wind, he quickly disappeared into the alley.

Xie Linxi didn't feel any danger until then, so she put the sword back into its sheath.

He walked out of the alley and thought to himself, what is it all about.

When returning to Xie's house, Xie Linxi obviously felt that the atmosphere in the mansion was a little different.

The guards were quite solemn, as if there was some important person inside.

With a thought in his heart, he didn't ask any questions, and quickly walked towards the backyard with the medicine in his hand.

As soon as the person arrived, he heard a faint Xiao sound.

The sound of Xiao whimpered, resounding in the ears, like weeping or complaining, if it is illusory or illusory.

Xie Linxi stopped suddenly, he stared fixedly at the person playing the flute under the tree.

The purple clothes were blown by the wind, the ink-splashed hair moved with the wind, and the white jade-like fingers lightly clasped Jiu Xiao.

It was obviously not the same song, but Xie Linxi's eyes were a little hot.

The whistle reminded him of his mother.

In his life, the second person played the flute for him.

After a long time, the sound of Xiao stopped, and the flute player looked at him with a smile on his face.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-1517:30:55~2020-07-1716:48:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: a long time ago there was a cat, um. , a certain wine;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of certain wine; 2 bottles of Xiaobai Zhenbai; 1046 bottle of 1, listening to the rain and blowing the wind;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!