On one hundred ways of acting like a baby

"My humble minister has the guts to ask, is your Majesty overly comfortable now that you are above ten thousand people?"

Yu Qing'an's eyebrows gathered sharply, his eyes sparkled straight into one point, and he said aggressively: "Once upon a time, the king had ambitions. He promised to unify the world and the common people, and promised to let the common people have no suffering. How admirable the king's spirit was in the past, but now he doesn't care about the overall situation. How chilling is his recklessness!"

He uttered words clearly and forcefully, like a sharp sword straight at Xuanbei's throat.

Yu Zijin didn't know that Yu Qing'an, who was usually good-tempered, would also be angry, and he was not afraid to show his power in front of the emperor.

Xuanbei sternly said: "Yu Qing'an, the crime you committed next is not a trivial matter."

"It's not uncommon for a low-ranking official to commit crimes at the top. If you are dedicated to serving the people, the country, and the king, you should speak freely about what's on your mind."

Yu Qing'an was unmoved, with a righteous spirit all over his body, and said again: "If the king loses his lofty ambitions, or wants to punish the small ministers who are rebellious, the small ministers will have no complaints."

Yu Zijin, who was listening, turned his head and saw Xuanbei rubbing his forehead wearily, obviously it was difficult to deal with this loyal and outspoken courtier.

"Aren't you charged with being alone?"

Xuanbei's voice was full of coldness, touching people's hearts, "I have been king for four years now, isn't it that there are few interruptions in the court every day? I have confronted other countries several times, and Is it not that I am alone? I am sorry for the court and I am sorry for the people. , to attract such a loyal accusation from you!?"

Yu Qing'an's face was bitter for a moment, as if he was embarrassed by going against Xuan Bei.

But he still retorted: "That's the case. Dare I ask why your majesty has dealt with four concubines in a row, but only promoted the baby concubine to be the empress? His father and brother have written letters many times, and even sought justice from humble ministers to the majesty. The majesty does not do anything to appease Forget it, you are still scolding them in public in the hall today, have you ever thought about whether it will chill the heart of the veteran!? As the saying goes, water can carry a boat and overturn it. The people are water, so why not all the ministers? La is eyeing the tiger, but the king hastily offended the minister. The humble minister really doesn't know what the king wants!"

"Yu Qing'an." Xuan Bei turned from displeasure to a smile instead of anger, "The battle in the harem came for Yu Zijin. The same is true for the execution of Yu Zijin in the early dynasty. You keep saying that Yu Zijin is your brother and sister , don’t protect him now?”

Yu Qing'an knelt straight down, her kneecaps hit the cold ground again, making a muffled bang.

He bowed slowly, and said with a solemn expression: "Which is greater, the country or the family? Besides, the king can deal with the veterans in private, why bother to show their face in front of everyone? The king endured for several years before he got a throne. Because of a Yu Zijin, I messed up my own position. Because of this, I implore the king to let Yu Zijin leave the palace!"

He kowtowed loudly and stubbornly.

Xuanbei's face was ugly, his brows were filled with gloomy blackness.

Yu Zijin listened with a half understanding, he didn't know how to govern, but he also felt that Yu Qing'an probably made sense in everything.

After all, Yu Qing'an was a famous talent that everyone competed for when he was young.At that time, everyone from the emperor and the prince to the villain in the market did not know that Yu Qing'an was full of knowledge and talents, and his talent was enough to shake the world.

Those who win Yu Qing'an win the world.

People in the country once rumored so.

It's just that Yu Zijin knew that Xuanbei really wanted to stand up for him, so he easily stood on the opposite side of many people.Although this is a good way to relieve qi, it is not the best.

What Yu Zijin could understand, Xuan Beihe should understand.

He covered his eyelids, pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, and kept his eyes closed.It took a long time to put away his anger, and said in a low voice: "Perhaps Yu Xiang overestimated Gu, so that he was disappointed."

"Everyone has a rib and scales. Even orphans are no exception."

Xuanbei admits that he acted too aggressively, but he has no regrets in what he said.

Yu Qing'an suddenly raised her head, a look of bewilderment that had been brewing for a long time poured out on her face.It was as if he had guessed this moment all the time, and he refused to believe it.When Xuanbei uttered this sentence, it was both expected and unreasonable.

"Your Majesty—" His lips trembled, and he leaned together with difficulty to make out the words: "You...what do you mean?"

Xuanbei remained silent.

The tense situation was like a tense thread, if one person let go of his hand, it would be different immediately.

Yu Qing'an's momentum quickly weakened, as if he was dying, and his expression blended into a trance.

"Indulging in love so easily, you will miss the world's major events..." Yu Qing'an murmured in a daze, "I'm afraid you are no longer the Ninth Prince with great ambitions in the past. It's not that humble minister who admires—"

admire.

When this word was said, Yu Qing'an slightly opened her eyes wide, her pupils dilated, as if she had noticed something unbelievable.

"No one has ever been the same."

Xuanbei said lightly: "Great plans and ambitions are not born alone, and they will not carry them to death. Perhaps His Royal Highness can only be born on the battlefield, immature and arrogant. Even if he becomes king, he will be unable to move an inch in this majestic palace. Passed away. I think I did my best, since it is still difficult to satisfy the prime minister, there is nothing I can do."

These words are not serious, but they are far and far-fetched, stretching away the ends of the world.

Yu Zijin went to see Yu Qing'an again.

"Wei Chen..."

Yu Qing'an hesitated to speak, but showed a dazed expression of not knowing what to say, flustered like a child, on the verge of tears.

"Let's step back." Xuan Bei continued to paint.

Yu Qing'an hesitantly bid farewell, turned around and took a few steps.

Yu Zijin was about to jump out from behind when he suddenly stopped.

"are you--"

His weak voice tremblingly fell into the temple like a needle.

The thin back is like a bamboo swaying slightly in the wind.

"You already knew the admiration of this humble minister, didn't you?"

Can't see face.Yu Zijin always felt that he was crying.

Yu Zijin saw this handsome and decent elder brother light up the lamp several times to read at night, his eyes turned red, and his head was covered with a layer of blackness, sour tears fell down in the blink of an eye.He raised his sleeve to wipe it, keeping his eyes on the scroll.

Besides, he was never seen crying again.Even if you can't read well when you are young and can't memorize it, and you are punished by your biological mother, you are still stubborn.

At that time, the wife of the Zhuangyuan Mansion was mean.

The madam is a madam who will never get her name right and wrong. She has never approached the champion man's eyes, let alone climbed into his heart.Only the power of the mistress of the family fell into her hands.So not only Qi Qige and Yu Zijin were treated harshly, but also Yu Qing'an, his parent and son.

Yu Qing'an was punished to kneel in the ice and snow all night, almost fell into a disability and could hardly walk.

He was also locked in the house and was not allowed to communicate with others. He devoted himself to studying to obtain the second number one honor so as to prove to himself that he was indeed the son of the number one scholar.

Yu Qingan never cried.

He was a strict little adult when he was young, and his words and deeds did not look like children's innocence.

The wife scolded him and beat him, and he honestly doubled up holding books as meals and cooking, and as a bed as a quilt;

His wife punished him, but he was not disobedient, he was punished obediently and skillfully, and he was still muttering and reciting poems and books to the point of reciting them backwards.

At the beginning, Yu Zijin also could not understand him when he carried the name of the eldest young master so that he would not worry about food and clothing, so he also bullied him.

Yu Qing'an did not file a complaint, and firmly believed that filing a complaint was the behavior of a villain.After going back and forth three or four times, Yu Zijin didn't want to play with this boring gourd anymore, and saw the old and new rattan whip wounds on his arms, so he went to climb trees and catch birds to entertain himself.

It was this Yu Qing'an who seemed to be crying today.

Or tears on the face.

Maybe tears in my heart.

When Yu Zijin came back from outside the Great Wall, he could see that Yu Qingan was very sad.As if he accidentally lost his whole heart, he groped around in the dark night, crying while searching, "Have any of you seen my heart? Has anyone seen it? If so, can you let me know?" ?”

At this time, Yu Qing'an had found his heart, and there was a dull pain from the fragmentation.

Yu Qing'an found back an incomplete heart, with the edges and corners stuck to Xuan Bei's heart.However, the hearts of the two are far apart, and they can't see a clear look.

He is too slight, he is worthless than dust in Xuanbei.

Yu Qing'an will know that this heart has been lost too badly, and it will be difficult to make up for it in this life.

Xuanbei didn't know if he heard this strong and unstoppable heartache.

He is silent.

Yu Qing'an stood in a daze for a while, then opened the door and walked out.

Yu Zijin put his face in his hands, and wanted to sigh for him for some reason.

——Who told you all to come and rob Xuanbei?

Yu Zijin rubbed his fleshy face, thinking absently: Whether I like it or not, you are not bad either.But who told you to look at Xuanbei?This can't be helped.

Yu Zijin can't be a good person to fulfill you.

He grinned his teeth and shook his head, as if he had forgotten all the embarrassment.

Yu Zijin was the blissful Yu Zijin again, he came out from the curtain, slithered to Xuanbei's side, and bumped his head on his waist.

Seeing the drawing paper spread out on the desk with sharp eyes, Yu Zijin exclaimed in surprise, "You're drawing me!"

"Are you listening?" The corners of Xuanbei's mouth were flat, obviously unhappy.

Yu Zijin climbed up on the dragon chair two or three times, sat down on the table, grabbed a brush to play with, "Listen."

He struggled a little, then lowered his head and said, "I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

"Hmm..." Yu Zijin said uncertainly, "I saw my brother at night watching the lamp. He was with Gushara. You turned your back to them, so you didn't see me. They saw me, Gushara And smile at me."

Yu Zijin thought Xuanbei would be surprised.The result is not.

Xuanbei's face did not change color.

"Are they all right together?" Yu Zijin stretched out his hand and pinched Xuanbei's ear, trying to tell him to talk to him.

"It's okay." Xuanbei solemnly drew a strand of hair on the paper, with a calm and majestic aura in his figure, as if he was dealing with some important event.

"The good news came from outside the Great Wall today. Du Ming won, and he will be back in half a month." Xuanbei said this, trying to break Yu Zijin's mind.

Yu Zijin's eyes really sparkled, "Dorami is here?"

"Don't come." Xuanbei finished a painting and stopped contentedly.

"I want to play with Dorami." Yu Zijin muttered, not listening to Xuanbei's answer.

Then this is something that cannot be achieved.

A moment of loss flickered.Seeing the finished painting, Yu Zijin said mercilessly, "The painting is not very pretty."

"Which doesn't look good?" Xuanbei raised his eyebrows.

Yu Zijin looked up, down, left, right, and then nodded firmly, "It's not very good-looking, it's not as good as me."

Look at his soaring little face.

Xuanbei moved the corner of his mouth.

Yu Zijin then raised the corners of his mouth high, and stopped after a while.

"Is it really okay for brother and Gushara to be together?" He couldn't help asking.

Xuanbei patted his head and asked him: "Would you like to leave the palace one day?"

"Are you going too?" Yu Zijin's eyes were moist, and he locked him directly.

Xuanbei pondered and said: "I'm gone, I'm no longer the king."

Yu Zijin imitated him with a smile: "I'm gone, I'm no longer a beauty."

"You have no pastry to eat."

"You have no one to order."

"You have no new clothes."

"Neither have you."

It will be endless to go back and forth.

Yu Zijin patted Xuanbei on the shoulder, "Aren't you my relative? Wherever you go, I will go. Don't ask. You have to find a way to buy me pastries."

"That's fine."

Xuan Bei smiled, the smile couldn't reach his eyes.

"Then—"

"It's not a big deal.

The author has something to say:

There are tens of thousands of men in the world, let's change one if we can't.

right?

This whole article tells us: If you don’t like it, don’t be too stubborn. It’s not easy to like each other~

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