Loyalty Hou Tiansheng rebellious

Yangju Hall, Li Yan closed the memorial in his hand and threw it on the ground.

Chen Hen's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know which courtier provoked him again.He bowed his head and studied the ink, and kept moving, just pretending to be invisible.

Li Yan raised his eyes to look at him, staring at him and said: "You are very popular."

"Ok?"

"You have a good relationship with Wu Xunzhi and Su Yuanjun. It's nothing to do with them giving you an offer and pleading for you." Li Yan paused and said coldly, "I didn't know that your friendship with Xu Zhenmian is also good. He even stretched his neck to take care of you."

Chen Hen was taken aback for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Him?"

The eldest son of Xu Xiang, Xu Xing and Master Xu of Yushitai, Shangshu interceded for him?Chen Hen remembered that the two of them used to quarrel over Zhongyi Hou's matter.

"The court thought you were going to be executed by me. They were afraid of your death, so they all interceded for you." Li Yan picked up the book on the case, fell back, leaned on the back of the chair, and flipped through the book in his hands. Without stopping, more than half of it was turned quickly, "Now you can see who is sincere to you."

Chen Hen didn't know what he was referring to, so he guessed: "Probably they used to be servants in the palace together, Master Xu was thinking about some old love."

Li Yan turned a page of the book, and his tone became colder: "Old love? I have no old love with you?"

"Or Master Xu is upright..."

"Is he upright? I am favoritism?"

Yin and Yang are weird, why are you talking so much today?

Chen Hen stopped talking, put down the ink ingot in his hand, and turned around to pick up the memorial on the ground.

Just before he bent down, Li Yan's eyes shot from behind, like a long sword, nailing him in place alive.Chen Hen froze, still not understanding what happened to him, so he picked up the memorial and put it back on the case.

Li Yan picked up the memorial, insisted on throwing it on the ground, and then walked out: "Practice the sword."

Chen Hen subconsciously wanted to pick it up, bent down, and then picked up the memorial. When Li Yan turned around, he stopped him again, insisting that he was not allowed to pick it up.Chen Hen didn't dare to pick it up again, and put the memorial back on the ground lightly, feeling sorry in his heart.

Only then was Li Yan satisfied, picked up the long sword hanging on the wall and left.

Stab, chop, wipe, cut, sweep.

The long sword picked up the wind, and Chen Hen felt that if there was someone in front of Li Yan, that person must have a hundred or eighty holes in his body.

Young man, full of hostility.

He turned his head to look at Eunuch Gao beside him. Eunuch Gao stood quietly with his head down, watching his nose, nose, and heart.

"Eunuch Gao." Chen Hen whispered, "What happened to the emperor?"

Eunuch Gao smiled: "I still want to ask you, don't you always stay with the emperor these few days?"

Chen Hen rubbed the tip of his nose: "It's probably about going up, but I don't go up with the emperor."

Eunuch Gao bowed his head, and replied politely: "I don't understand the matter of the emperor."

"Ok."

After another half an hour, Li Yan finally retracted the sword with his backhand, and casually threw the long sword to Bandit Jian who was waiting on the other side. As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to remove the tape that tied his sleeves. When he saw Chen Hen in a blink of an eye, he took it away. hands, and walked towards him.

At this moment, Chen Hen was wringing his fingers, trying to figure out why he was unhappy again. When he was distracted, Eunuch Gao secretly stretched out a black hand——

"Hey! Why are you pushing me..."

I don't know why, but recently his clothes are all one size bigger.As soon as Eunuch Gao pushed him, he staggered a step forward, stepped on the hem of his clothes, jumped forward, and crashed into Li Yan's arms.

After he retired, Eunuch Gao lowered his head again, his honest and pure appearance made Chen Hen wonder if it was Eunuch Gao who recommended him.

Li Yan was sweating, and there was heat all over his body.Chen Hen took his hand, untied the tape that bound the sleeve, and put the tape in the sleeve casually.

He half flattered him and said, "Your Majesty, go back and change your clothes? If the wind blows like this, you will catch cold." When he returned, someone had already picked up the memorial. Li Yan turned his head and took a deep look at Chen Hen.

Chen Hen hurriedly waved his hands and said, "I'm not a slave."

Li Yan also knew it wasn't him, probably some palace man came in and saw it, and picked it up.

Li Yan was still sweating, Chen Hen wiped his back with a towel soaked in hot water, Li Yan suddenly said: "I won't make you a Marquis of Loyalty anymore, okay?"

"Okay." Chen Hen responded, "After all, it was abolished by the previous one, and it is not good to change it day and night."

"I mean—" Li Yan turned to look at him, "I won't make you a prince in the future, okay?"

"Hmm..." Chen Hen threw the towel into the basin, causing a splash of water. He turned around and picked up the changed clothes, "Thunder, rain and dew are all the favor of the king, and the slaves are the ones."

Chen Hen waited for him to change his clothes, and lowered his head to help him tie the belt.

"I have thought about it."

"Okay, the emperor has considerations."

Li Yan didn't want to talk too much, so he changed the subject and said, "Sister Huang sent someone here, asking you to go to Mount Sanqing in a few days."

After the Lantern Festival, ten days later will be Li Yan's mother's death day.

At that time, Wu Duan sent two news from Chang'an. The first news was about the correspondence between the He Dong soldiers and Li Yan, and the second news was about the death of the empress.

The situation was urgent at that time, they were busy with the imperial envoy from Chang'an, but they didn't dare to tell others that they still had contact with Chang'an.

After several months of suppressing her thoughts, the news came slowly from the palace.Li Yan wrote three papers and went back, sincerely speaking, he wanted to go back to Chang'an to hold his mother's funeral.

A few months later, the three scriptures were sent back intact.

They couldn't return to Chang'an, and the strings that had been tense for several months were broken. In the end, the two of them could only mourn and burn paper in the mountains and forests.

Living in the palace, Chen Hen picked up his coat, shook it, and then put it on Li Yan: "In the past, the empress treated slaves well, and since the princess wants to be slaves, slaves should also go."

Li Yan said: "I'm going to see your mother too."

Chen Hen's mother, Aunt Lin, was also buried on Sanqing Mountain.

Thinking of Aunt Lin, Chen Hen sighed with a smile: "Lord Lao still misses her."

"She is also a very good mother."

Chen Hen nodded and said, "Yes."

Li Yan met Aunt Lin.Chen Hen's one-year companionship task is to travel with the monarch and his ministers.Aunt Lin took her two children to repair the deed in March.

Chen Hen didn't dare to tell her who Li Yan was, so Aunt Lin only thought that he was the son of a family who was studying with Chen Hen in the palace.Later, he asked Chen Hen to bring him some snacks, and when he was free, he even made two clothes for him.

It's a pity that the Eighth Prince's clothes were bought by the Clothes Bureau in the palace, and he only wore those two clothes outside the palace twice.

Seeing him in a daze, Li Yan stroked his hair and said, "Miss her?"

"I'm really thinking about it." Chen Hen turned around, took out Li Yan's changed clothes, and said casually, "If my mother is still here, I'm still a child."

When Chen Hen went out with his clothes in his arms, he caught a glimpse and saw a man in a crimson official robe walking slowly over the palace wall.

He didn't take it to heart either, he probably came to Yangju Hall to discuss matters with Li Yan.It's embarrassing to see him, the former loyal Marquis, it's better to go out and hide.

Chen Hen glanced at the man again.He knows most of the officials in the court, this man Zhilan Yushu looks like a young child of a family.

When that person came closer, Chen Hen's heart skipped a beat, isn't this the same Mr. Xu whose memorial was thrown to the ground by Li Yan?

When he came to look for Li Yan at this time, didn't he just hit the long sword?

Chen Hen put the clothes in his hands in the corner, ran down the steps, and stopped him at the palace wall.

"Master Xu."

The children of the aristocratic family have always been born with a good appearance, their eyebrows are like ink paintings, and their eyes are like lacquer spots.

Xu Xing was different from the children of the same generation, he was more calm.Wearing a crane cloak, he held his hands flat, bent over and cupped his hands, like a person in an ancient painting bowing to him.

It's just that you can't call Chen Hen Lord Hou, nor can you call him Li Ting.

Xu Xing stared, only staring at the corner of Chen Hen's clothes: "Mr. Chen."

Chen Hen jumped away, seeing that he behaved so well, he had no choice but to take a half step back, bowed to him solemnly, and asked, "Master Xu is here to see the emperor?"

"It's you……"

"Master Xu, if you have anything to do, come back in a few days." Chen Hen pointed in the direction of the Yangju Hall, "The Emperor is angry for some reason."

Xu Xing pursed his lips and said nothing, Chen Hen thought for a while, and made a deep bow to him: "Master Xu Shangshu pleaded for the slave, I already know about it, and I accept it."

But Xu Xing said coldly: "I told you earlier, you shouldn't be such a loyal prince."

Listening to his tone, Chen Hen thought to himself, well, it's time to quarrel again.

The last time he and Xu Xing quarreled because of this matter.Xu Xing didn't seem to like him very much, and he didn't like him as a loyal prince.

Chen Hen said: "The slave's life is safe for the time being, Mr. Lao Xu is worried."

"Wuyu is fine." After standing in the wind for a long time, Xu Xing lowered his head and coughed lightly, "Forget me to do too much."

"Master Xu is going to the shuffle, the Prime Minister on the right doesn't know about it?"

"The notebook I handed has nothing to do with my father."

"You are safe, and you won't let me see the emperor, so I won't go." Xu Xing took out a thick stack of letters from his sleeve and handed them to him, "Master Su sent it to the residence of the Marquis of Zhongyi. Come to you."

There is a thick stack, full of Su Heng's poems.Before Su Heng left, he asked Chen Hen to make a collection of his poems and then handed them over to Xu Xing. Who would have thought that these things would directly reach Xu Xing's hands.

For a while, Chen Hen never imagined how Xu Xing would go to Zhongyi Hou's mansion, and how he would help him receive letters.I'm afraid Xu Xing read the poem inside and exposed Su Heng's affairs.

Chen Hen looked at the stack of letters again, and found that there were no traces of tearing them down, so he felt relieved.

But when he looked up, Xu Xing had already turned and left.

After all, I still have to thank him, Chen Hen put the letter in his arms, and quickly chased after him.Seeing that his complexion was not very good, he just covered his mouth with his sleeve and coughed continuously, and asked: "Master Xu is still afraid of the cold?"

Xu Xing didn't answer, but turned his head and coughed a few more times. In the end, he didn't want him to hear it, so he forced himself to bear it.

Chen Hen said again: "Give me the hand stove, and I'll add two pieces of carbon to you?"

Xu Xing remained silent and walked forward.

"Why are you so awkward?" Chen Hen pulled his sleeve directly, reached in directly, took out his hand stove, pulled his sleeve again, and led him to a corner, "There is no wind here. , Your Excellency is waiting here."

Chen Hen turned around, ran back after a while, and returned the hot hand stove plug to him.

"Thank you." Xu Xing covered his mouth, coughing until his cheeks turned an unusual red color.

Before leaving, he said weakly: "One day, you will die for the emperor."

Chen Hen didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Xu Xing put the hand stove back into his sleeve, shook his head at him and said, "It's nothing."

Is it an enemy or a friend?

Chen Hen kicked the wide hem of his clothes and walked back. Thinking about it carefully, when Li Tan was the emperor, every time Chen Wen came to rescue him, there was always Xu Xing standing beside him.

Xu Xing's body was never this weak before, he became like this only after a serious illness.

And when he was seriously ill, it was...

As soon as he stepped into the threshold of Yangju Hall, Li Yan, who was sitting in front of the case reviewing the memorial, put down his pen and didn't speak, just looked at him.

Chen Hen was frightened by him and couldn't remember anything, so he said timidly, "My lord?"

Li Yan fixed his eyes, saw the stack of letters stuffed in his arms, and asked coldly, "Whose are those?"

"Su...Su Yuanjun."

Li Yan supported his forehead and sighed deeply.