Pick all the cold branches

"My lord!" Yu Qing hastily stretched out her hand to help.

Jiafei supported the door frame first to stabilize it. "Hetao..." He murmured and repeated, straightened up abruptly, his eyes darkened already. "Yuqing, send two invitations to Mr. Cao Ge. On Di'er's birthday, Mr. Ge once brought a piece of red mountain biscuit and asked me to find a famous craftsman to verify the authenticity for him. I got an answer a few days ago, and I haven't had time to inform the master of it in the future." Woolen cloth."

"Two copies?" Yu Qing hesitated for confirmation.Jiafei said nothing, just stared at him.But he had a sudden epiphany, and immediately agreed to retreat.

Only then did Jiafei breathe a sigh of relief, but he almost staggered when he turned around.

At some point, Jiayu was standing behind him again, silent as a ghost. "Then the second invitation is to be handed over to Wang Xian, who is the elder of Cao Ge's east bed and military department? The important ministers in the cabinet, the military department counsellor, do you want to fight for Zhenxian? To start a war for one person and one country?" He clearly looked down. He lowered his head, but raised his eyes to stare at Jiafei again, his voice was not high, on the contrary, it was low and almost dark, which made people's hearts jump for no reason.

Jia Fei looked back at him for a while, then slowly stepped back to his seat and sat down, before speaking. "Who said I want to play Hetao?" He slowly pressed his wrist and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said: "I want to destroy the Tatars in one fell swoop, but unfortunately, there has always been only the "Jiaxia Zhongzhi" 'The emperor, how can there be a prince who is a 'cabinet vote'? If I want to die, it is easiest to wipe my neck, and there is no need to be so troublesome."

"Then what are you going to do? Don't you know why your father has kept you idle until today? Do you still want to take such a risk?" Jia Yu's face was pale, with black hair hanging down her cheeks, her dark eyes were filled with shock Thoughtful.

"What am I going to do?" Jia Fei raised his eyebrows to look at Jia Yu, and actually smiled. "Admiring flowers, tasting jade, hunting treasures, I should also do something that princes and grandchildren should do." As he said, he also picked a grape and put it between his teeth.The fragrance of tea still remained on his tongue, and with a little grape acid, it turned out to be a special long time. Suddenly, it brought him back to a long time ago, a long, long time.

At that time, it was the first time he ate such a sour grape, his eyes widened in shock, and he subconsciously spit it out.Zhen Xian watched from the side, bent over with laughter, and then suddenly withdrew his smile, squatted down to pick up the grapes that had been spit on the ground, held them in his palm, and sighed sadly, "'The wine and meat of Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road. '. Ten years of sage books are not as good as a sour grape." The voice filled his heart so coolly that it made him blush, as if his throat had been blocked by that sour grape, and he couldn't say anything. In half a sentence.

Perhaps, since then, the grape has really been stuck in his heart, and it has never been smooth.

Jia Fei lost his mind for a moment, then woke up abruptly, his eyes suddenly became clear.He slowly raised his head, looked at Jiayu in front of him, and asked softly: "Silang, you have never left the capital, do you want to see the beautiful scenery of the beautiful Jiangnan?"

Hearing this, Jia Yu's eyes flickered, and the flickering seemed to be extremely dark, but there seemed to be a flame rising, burning brilliantly.His fists were clenched white, and he sneered, "And then? I'll attract everyone's attention in Jiangnan, so you can secretly go north to find your Zhen Lang? Not so cheap."

Jiafei didn't refute, and continued: "Then do you want to go north with me?"

Jia Yu was stunned for a long time, and the fire in his eyes was extinguished bit by bit.Go north together?

Oh, what a "go north together".

The bottom of his heart suddenly collapsed, he raised his eyes to look around, blurted for a moment, swayed outside, and when he stepped over the door, he sighed: "You can do whatever you like... It seems that you, Prince Jing's mansion, I can't stay here any longer..." He went straight out, his thin body was soaked in the moonlight, if there was white training on his body, it made people shiver in the dog days.

Jia Fei's heart trembled, and as he watched, he suddenly realized that Jia Yu was stepping on the ground with bare feet, and those white feet were stepping on the gravel path, step by step, but seemed unconscious. "Shiro! Shoes!" He finally cried out to himself, and couldn't help chasing after him.

Three days later, the chariot team of King Jing and the King of Ankang drove down the official road to the south.

With the gift of the emperor, King Jing Jing and the king of Ankang went on a tour of the six prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, thinking that they would relax and recuperate.There are not too many or not too many entourages, except for the servants and guards of the palace, there are also thirty Jinyiwei.

The sun scattered on the green shade of the road swayed with the wind, looking from the window, it seemed to be resplendent.

Jia Yu just took the medicine and took a nap on the soft couch in the car.Jia Fei leaned against the window and picked up a book to read, only to turn a few pages before he lost his mind, drove the maid who was playing the fan to the outside, lowered the bamboo curtain, and stared at the swaying tree shadows outside the window in a trance.

I still remember that 20 years ago, in the same hot summer, in the Imperial City of Kyoto, the Hall of Shining Light reflected the frosty sky of the Yonghe Palace, like Yin and Yang.

When he was called from Xiefang Palace, where the princes lived, to the Yonghe Palace, which he had never been to, he was still at a loss.Until, he saw his mother in the palace.The queen mother seemed to be asleep, but her face was still fresh, but she could never wake up again.

He looked at his mother's already cold body, stayed there for a long time, and even forgot to cry bitterly, and finally burst into a rage, "My mother is the dignified mother of the Holy Dynasty, even if she dies, she is still the rightful owner of the sixth palace! This Yonghe Palace counts Where? Who would dare to offend Feng Yi?" It was clearly a six-year-old child, and his face was already wet with tears, but he was like an offended wolf cub, terrified and inviolable.

But then, he saw clearly the man walking from the shadows—his father, the ninety-five supreme emperor.

He was so startled that he couldn't help but backed up, almost fell on the spot, managed to stand still, stared at his father with eyes that only belonged to a child, and tried hard to engrave in his heart the changes in expression that he could or could not understand.The royal father's voice was so deep that no trace of happiness or anger could be discerned, "From now on, you will stay here, and you are not allowed to go out without my presence."

He stayed there for a while, came to his senses, and begged repeatedly on his back: "Father, please ask Xu Erchen to cry for the queen and help the coffin!"

"No." The royal father pushed him away with a flick of his sleeves, "You can take advantage of this moment and guard your mother's queen for a while." The sword eyebrows that were deeply frowned when they closed their eyes fell in the eyes of the child. Unfeeling.

"Father!" He jumped up and grabbed his father's sleeve tightly, his eyes were swollen and painful.

But the emperor would not soften his heart after all.He looked down at him, "Jiafei, I am indeed your father, but he is also the monarch of the world, don't stare at me with such eyes."

He let go abruptly, staring blankly at his father's back, and suddenly fell down weakly, unable to cry out, the deep cold of the palace that had been soaked for thousands of years on the ground came up inch by inch, and penetrated into the marrow of his bones.

On that day, he lost his mother, and even lost half of his father.

That harsh summer was the most difficult season in my life.

The emperor didn't allow him to go out, and naturally he didn't allow others to come in either.He was left alone in the Yonghe Palace. Except for the daily water and food being delivered on time, and the toilet being changed on time, he had to do everything else by himself.Sometimes, he couldn't help yelling and screaming meaninglessly in the empty palace, almost thinking that he was really going to be imprisoned like this for the rest of his life.

Until the last day, the father brought a five or six-year-old child to the Yonghe Palace, and it has been more than three months.

"This is Zhen Ge's grandson, Ah Fei, you have to get along well with him." After the father said this, he left again.

The child looked at him silently for a while, then showed a shy smile, moved towards him, and said, "Second Highness, my name is Zhen Xian, the Holy One and Grandpa asked me to accompany you. But... I don't know what to do." How can I accompany you...otherwise...otherwise you can teach me..."

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly couldn't help but bent down, laughing until tears flowed sideways. "Come here." He straightened up and waved to Zhen Xian.

Zhen Xian moved over obediently, like an obedient civet cat.

He immediately hugged it, and filled the gap in front of his heart with his young and soft body. "That's great, it's warm."

"Your Highness, are you cold? Are you sick? It's only the cool autumn now, and it's not yet the cold weather with goose feathers!" Zhen Xian struggled to pull out an arm, and carefully placed his hand on his forehead.

The two young children hugged each other.He grasped that tender hand, feeling as if burning coals were burning in his heart.

In the days of being confined in the deep palace, Zhen Xian became his only salvation.It's easy to get along with children, not to mention, in such a situation, I met such a transparent glass ghost.He was finally pulled out from the silent despair, and re-bathed in fresh life.

At that time, he couldn't imagine how old-fashioned and disgusting it is to memorize poems and read books, and why this boy Zhen Xian could read so much with his head down.

Zhen Xian told him "Shan Hai Jing", "Among the wilderness, there is a mountain called the North Pole Sky Cabinet, and the sea is poured into the north. There is a god with nine heads, a human face, and a bird body, called the Nine Phoenixes...", and also said " A Collection of Unusual Stories", "Treasure of Monsters", "Nanke Huangliang", "Liu Yi's Biography"... There are even "Li Wa's Biography", "Huo Xiaoyu", "Cui Yingying"...

Two five or six-year-old milk babies gathered together to say these things, and now I think it is extremely funny in retrospect, but they said it in a serious manner at the time, but they didn't really understand it very well.

He especially didn't understand why the father of Mr. Xingyang almost beat his son to death because he opposed his marriage with Li Wa, but he just wanted to be with the person he likes, what crime is there?He sees that the father is an example that he just fishes out and puts in front of him whenever he likes it, and he makes a large group of them. He often wonders how the father can recognize so many things...

At that time, Zhen Xian held his face very seriously, frowned and sighed pretentiously: "Probably because she is an 'advocate girl'..." Of course, the word "advocate" has never been learned, but it was half guessed. Correct reading method.

So he asked: "What is 'advocating women'?"

"I don't know." Zhen Xian shook his head, "I asked the nurse, she was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and begged me. I don't know why she was so scared, and she told me not to ask my father."

He asked, "So you didn't ask?"

Zhen Xian pouted sadly: "One moment the nurse said that if I asked her, she would be driven away, and the next moment she said that if I asked, my father, mother and grandpa would be pissed off...how dare I ask..."

He blinked, and waved his hands generously: "Just treat her as a monster! So what? I didn't see any harm to others. It's really inexplicable!" Then, the two went to despise Li Yi and Zhang Sheng together. up.

He also asked Zhen Xian: "Why do you read so many interesting stories? Why have I never seen them?"

Zhen Xian blushed, "I peeked out from the corner of my father's bookshelf..."

"Huh?" He was surprised: "Since it is your father's book, why can't you ask him?"

Zhen Xian thought for a while, and said with certainty: "Because I stole Dad's book. 'I don't ask for it, it's a thief'."

He nodded: "Your father is so stingy...I want to peek but I don't have to steal..."

"Your Highness is the son of the sage, you should read more sage books, I'm just reading idle books..." Zhen Xian laughed, his eyes were curved and bright, and his face became more flushed.

He was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "What kind of sage books are you reading? Anyway, they are locked up, so what's the use. It's better to read idle books, and have some fun to pass the time."

He was sneering at himself casually, but unexpectedly, Zhen Xian's small face turned red, he held his sleeves tightly, and widened his eyes anxiously, "Your Highness, please don't think so. I heard from my grandfather that what the Holy Majesty did is actually It is to protect His Highness, and one day His Highness will be released!"

He asked lazily: "Really?" He didn't really believe it.However, for some reason, seeing Zhen Xian's extraordinarily serious face, he unknowingly regained some hope, as if a part of his heart had awakened, and a warm current gushed out.

At that time, there were not even servants. After Zhen Xian was born, someone finally helped him dress and comb his hair.Zhen Xian's hands were thin and flexible, he couldn't help but ask: "You are obviously a master, why do you do these things?"

"My mother taught me before sending me here." Zhen Xian answered simply and clearly.

"Why? Why did you send you to this place to suffer with me?" He asked.

"Because grandpa and dad said that Your Highness is my hope for the future of the Holy Dynasty." Zhen Xian picked it up almost without thinking.

He couldn't help but trembled, he was dazed for a long time, then he stood up abruptly and pulled Zhen Xian back. "What about you? What do you think when your grandfather and father say that?" He stared at those eyes anxiously.

Zhen Xian was stunned for a moment, and smiled cleanly, "I didn't have any idea at first. But now I think, if it were you, Your Highness, I would follow you like this no matter where you go."

He heard it and stayed for a long time, when he was called back to his senses, he had no time to think, and hugged the person in front of him.In fact, he wanted to ask, why, why... He had too much anxiety and fear, but what he feared most was that this anxiety and doubt would push away the only warmth.

He often opened his eyes to see Zhen Xian's sleeping face when he couldn't sleep at night, and couldn't help sighing: "Xiao Xian, you are so kind to me. It would be great if we could be together like this for the rest of our lives."

Every time Zhen Xian fell into a drowsy sleep, rubbing his eyes and answering: "Why not?"

He could only smile wryly: "But you said that Royal Father will let me go out one day... If Royal Father really lets me out, we can't be together all day like this..."

Zhen Xian opened his eyes wide as if he had been frightened awake, sat up abruptly, and remained silent for a long time, lowering his brows with a crying face.

He had no choice but to comfort him in turn, hugged her and coaxed her: "Maybe we can go to beg Father, at least we can still see each other. At that time, when you go home, you can see your parents every day. You can steal books from home and show them to me, wouldn’t it be nice.”

Sure enough, Zhen Xian gradually became happier when he heard it, and he slept with a smile on his face, as if when he opened his eyes tomorrow morning, such a good day would have arrived.

But it was only at the beginning, and later, Zhen Xian slept next to him like a drunk cat every night, stretched his hands and feet, opened his belly boldly, unless he yelled into his ears, otherwise he couldn't wake up.

They spent more than half a year together like this day and night, lying on the same table—perhaps, it was really such a lonely and struggling day that left an indelible mark on his heart like a branding iron, so that so many pictures are still as clear as yesterday.

Calculated before and after, it is exactly a whole year.His father finally "released" him, he could hardly hold back the ecstasy shouting in his heart, he dragged Zhen Xian to Beihai in one breath.At that time, the corners of the eyebrows were dyed, the wind made the ends of the hair, the white pagoda stood on the other side, and the sea was full of flowers.

It's like an eternity.

He let out a long howl at the surface of the mirror-like sea, startling the water birds to spread their wings.But he turned around and hugged Zhen Xian, both of them wept till tears flowed down their cheeks.

At that time, Shiro was still a baby who cried all day long.