Dengtian Road

On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month in the 13th year of Jianyuan, Dongnuange, the main hall of Feng'an Palace.

"Queen, when will my brother come back?" The third prince raised his head, looking forward to the queen.

"Shixu, when you grow up, Shiye should come back." The empress was obviously in a bad mood, facing the only son beside her, she still cheered up, not knowing whether she was comforting the third prince or fooling herself.

"It's so pitiful for my younger brother to spend his first year alone!" The third prince's face was gloomy, very depressed.The sixth brother will be one year old in two months, and his mother and concubine will start to make arrangements for him at this time. After a while, there should be movement in the palace, but Shiye has not been blessed by everyone. The third prince feels sorry for his younger brother.

"How could it be? There are people in Beimo organizing it themselves, and this meeting should have already begun." The queen looked to the northeast, was in a trance, and her thoughts were flying, wishing she could fly to Prince Xiao's mansion immediately to celebrate the first birthday of her youngest son. feast.

"Empress, brother should receive a gift now, right?"

"It should be here, but it takes a lot of time to go back and forth. There is no news yet." Speaking of this, the empress felt better. like."

"My mother said yes."

The two mother and son chatted for a while, and the third prince saw the tiredness on the empress's face, so he didn't say any more: "My son will leave."

"Go, don't be busy with homework all the time, go to bed early."

"Follow your mother's teachings."

Following the departure of the third prince, only the queen was left in the west room of the East Nuan Pavilion, and the hall was eerily quiet for a while.

After a long silence, the queen got up and walked into the east room of the East Nuan Pavilion, and sat down in front of the bronze mirror. She was only 25 years old, and she was physically and mentally exhausted. It is simply not the same.

Next year is the draft year, and another batch of delicate flowers will enter the palace soon. This is good, so that the concubines in the harem will not target her. The queen is somewhat relieved. With her position there, there is no need to be with the new entrants. The concubine strives for beauty, relaxes her mind, works hard to take care of her body, takes good care of her elder son, and then strives for more rights for her younger son who is far away. As long as she is in power for one day, the emperor cannot forget Shiye.

While the queen was thinking, an announcement came from outside the hall: "Your Majesty, there is news from Beimo."

The queen immediately packed up her descriptions, got up and went outside to summon people into the house: "Good news?"

"Yes, empress." The first-class maid Shuanglan quickly replied, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her tone of voice was half a degree higher than usual. You don't need to ask to know that there is a happy event, "Empress, His Royal Highness Xiaowang sent someone to bring over a handwritten painting. .”

"Quickly, let me have a look." The empress immediately became interested, no matter whether the gift was given by someone under the banner of the youngest son, or it really came from the youngest son, she was happy.This means that Prince Xiao's mansion attaches great importance to the youngest son. As long as this continues, the youngest son will not suffer, at least he doesn't need to look at him.

Shuang Lan took a few steps forward and offered the brocade box in her hands.

The queen took it, put it on the table, and studied it for a while, seeing that it was an ordinary brocade box, she groped for the keyhole, inserted the key attached to the box, and heard a "click", the brocade box opened in response, and several Brightly colored graffiti pops into view.

The queen gently picked it up and unfolded it, and looked at it carefully. This look really made her see the difference.This is not a brush painting. It seems to be smeared with paint with fingers. It is too abstract. At first glance, it looks like something, but when you take a closer look, you think it is nothing. It is really from the hands of a child.

The queen couldn't put it down. Because of the special painting method, the possibility that these graffiti were drawn by Xiao Wang was greatly increased.

The empress swept away her previous slump, and her whole body was refreshed. After a long time, she made up a new dress, left two paintings behind, and put the rest back into the brocade box to keep away, and set off towards Qian'an Palace with her.

More than a month later, after the birthday ceremony, Ji Shiye received another gift, but unfortunately, he could only listen to the gift list sung, and after a while, the things left him, and he didn't know when he would see them again.

Ever since Ji Shiye had an idea last time and came up with the idea of ​​scribbling with his fingers, painting has added to his daily routine.The people below are very considerate, and specially made a set of tools for him. He can't hold the brush, and the paint pen, which is similar to charcoal, can be used freely. It's just that the things he draws are really unsightly. Lian Ji Shiye, the painter I don't even recognize what it is, I just do it as I like, and really let go of my hands and feet and paint blindly.

Ji Shiye also threw away his paintbrush from time to time and started to paint with his hands. Every time he didn't play until his whole body was colorful, it was not finished. He also paid a lot to pretend to be a child.

Of course, Ji Shiye did not do this randomly, he chose to paint for his own purpose.

Although Wan Wu Jue is just an introductory skill, it is not a problem to make some basic talismans after practicing it. Ji Shiye has shown his love for painting since he was a child, and the people around him will get used to it, and it also has the effect of confusing. Cross the sea, get a few amulets, put them in the amulets obtained from the temples and Taoist temples, and send them to the father, queen, mother, queen brother in the palace, and then they can unknowingly protect the person he wants to protect, thus indirectly benefiting him. big.

Regarding Ji Shiye's obsession with painting, some people are happy and some are worried, but most people are still happy to see the success. It is better to not do business properly than to seize power wholeheartedly. How many people in this world are willing to give back the power they have acquired?

Time flies by in the midst of eating, drinking and playing. Ji Shiye spent two, three, and four years old happily. Every year on his birthday, he would send a box of his "masterpieces of painting" to the palace. Comes with a copy of small feet and small handprints.

The empress was so precious that even the emperor and the third princes were reluctant to give it. They had to beg for it repeatedly, so they were reluctant to give half a share, which made others look at her.

It seems that since then, Ji Shiye's good life has come to an end. When he was five years old, he gave gifts to the palace as usual. Not to mention the birthday gifts he received were less than in previous years, and he never saw any gifts in return.

Ji Shiye was not happy, but more worried. He locked himself in his room and thought hard, but in the end he didn't come to any results. He could only judge that the situation was unfavorable.

After four years, Ji Shiye has made some progress in his practice, but it is not yet time to draw the talisman. The current situation is unknown, so he has to try it in advance.

Ji Shiye didn't have talisman paper by his side, but there was no shortage of cinnabar, and they were all top-notch. What he needed to consider was how to get the talisman paper necessary for drawing talismans as soon as possible, and the way of doing so had to be aboveboard.

Soon, Ji Shiye set his sights on the nuns.The people who waited on him, besides the nanny, there were also a few nanny with duties and grades. Among them, Nanny Zhou, who was in charge of the inner court, was the Queen's trusted person, her grade was not low, and her status was second only to Nanny Yu. With her in charge, the inner courtyard will never be too chaotic.

In the past few years, Shi Ye has been able to live a carefree life, thanks to Mother Zhou.

The supporting room of the main hall of Xiaowangfu.

"Sister Fan, tomorrow I want to go to Baiyun Temple to offer incense and pray for Xiaobao. Please help me for a day, and I will pay it back the day after tomorrow." Nurse Ning has a gloomy face, even if she has something to ask for, she wants to put on a picture Smiling face, also can't do it, can only pull out a smile that is uglier than crying.

Mother Fan stared at Ning Xin, knowing what happened to her recently, she didn't make things difficult for her, and responded straightforwardly, but she was dissatisfied with her moody and angry state.They are the servants who serve the prince, even if they are nurses, they have higher status than others, so there is no reason for them to show the face of the master.

But it's meaningless to say these things now. When Ning Xin calms down later, she will say a few more words. She is doing it for Ning Xin's own good. No matter how young the prince is, he is still the prince. How can servants neglect the master?

Ji Shiye was waiting, so he got up early the next morning, led his close attendants who were not a few years older than him, and began to run around the yard. Coincidentally, he "bumped into" Nurse Ning who was about to go out.

Ji Shiye raised his eyebrows: "Mother Ning, where are you going?"

"..." Nanny Ning was caught on the spot, and she was out of her mind at first, but now she was a little more uneasy, and her expression was a little unnatural. After she realized it, the prince was just a kid in his early four years old, and he was easy to fool When she was very happy, she bent down and coaxed, "My lord, Mammy, go for a walk outside, and come back to bring some delicious and fun things to my lord."

Ji Shiye's eyes lit up immediately, and if he wanted to put it aside before, this matter would be over like this, but now he can't do it, he started to make a fuss based on his status and age: "Mum, this king is going too."

"No." After finishing speaking, Nurse Ning realized that her tone was wrong, and looked around quickly, only to breathe a sigh of relief when no one noticed her.

King Xiao is really a debt collector. He was born with good luck, and he tried his best to help her. Xiaobao was alone at home without her care. She said that even if she was dispatched to the bitter cold place of Beimo, there are still some people who serve her wholeheartedly and eat delicious food every day, but her son has to suffer. How unfair is God?

Thinking of this, Nanny Ning lost her patience: "Xiao Wanzi, take the prince back to his room, it's time for dinner."

Xiao Wanzi was frightened by Nanny Ning's identity, but did not dare to disobey the prince, so she froze there.

Seeing this, Ji Shiye puffed up his face and shouted loudly to the front hall: "Wang Cong."

"The subordinate is here." Wang Cong was unequivocal, and when he heard Xiao Wang's call, he appeared, his half-closed eyes were full of inquiry, how could the prince know his name?

"Prepare the car, the king is going out of the mansion, and Nurse Ning will lead the way." Ji Shiye paced around with his little hands behind his back, and went back to Dongnuange in a serious manner.

"Your subordinate obeys." Wang Cong suppressed his doubts, and turned to do what His Royal Highness Xiao Wang ordered.

Nanny Ning was furious, but she didn't dare to do anything. If she alarmed Nanny Zhou and saw her arguing with the prince, how could she have a good life?Nurse Ning could only spit in her heart, her eyes became even more gloomy, she is really an unfamiliar little white-eyed wolf, the bigger the worse the worse.