Haiyan

Chang Sheng sneered: "Old cows eat tender grass, you are not afraid of choking to death!"

Li Su joked: "An old cow is also a cow. As long as there is grass to eat, it doesn't matter whether it is yellow grass or young grass, it is better than no grass to eat. Don't you think so?"

Chang Sheng shook Lao Gao's face: "Okay, take your broken flower back and enjoy it slowly!"

The two of them rode back to the golden tent one after the other, and Li Su specially asked Ah Che to find a very delicate bottle and put the flowers on the incense table. He was in a good mood and took out a luminous pearl. It is full of light.

After drinking the medicine that Ah Che handed over, Li Su casually twirled the book, sat in front of the desk and began to read. After a while, a warrior rolled up the curtain and came in. Along with the icy cold, Li Su couldn't bear to rush straight at him. I stopped coughing.

"Little Lord......"

"It's nothing." Li Su put down the things in his hand, took a sip of tea, and said to the samurai lightly: "Bring it up."

Handing over a letter raft that was only the size of a fingernail, the young man's face that was still smiling turned cold for a moment, then he picked up a pen and wrote something quickly, repacked the letter raft and handed it to the warrior , Said: "Be sure to hand it over to Lord Taiwei as soon as possible."

The room was quiet for a while, Li Su stretched out his fingers and tapped on the incense table, making a muffled sound of "click" from time to time, which echoed in the ears and seemed a little abrupt. At night, the wind blew up the sheepskin curtain slightly, sweeping into a trace of dry air. With the faster and faster movements under the fingertips, the sound suddenly stopped abruptly when it reached the most exciting point——

He picked up the pen again and wrote the second thing again.

After a long while, Li Su took a deep breath, suddenly crumpled up the written thing, and threw it on the ground irritably, then stared at the pattern on the carpet, and began to think carefully.

****

Western Han Dynasty, Nuanqing Pavilion.

The maid gently pushed the door open from the outside, and the entire hall was so quiet and empty that one could even smell one's breath.

Carefully holding the food plate in her hand, she turned around from behind the screen with light steps, and when she saw the moon-white back in the depths of the cabinet, the maid involuntarily buried her head.

"Senior." She called out cautiously, crushing the silence in the room, and said softly: "Boss Lin ordered the servants to bring supper to the son. If the son is hungry, use some."

Yin Kang took back the sunspot that was about to fall in his hand, and in front of him, a game of nineteen ways of killing was in the middle of a fierce game of life and death. Turning his head to look at the little palace lady, his face became three points warmer, and said gently: "It's so late! I’m going to trouble Director Lin to think about it, and I’ll have to ask you to thank me later.”

The little palace lady was a little embarrassed by his look, and replied: "The prince is our distinguished guest in the Western Han Dynasty, and it is right for your majesty to ask the chief manager to take care of him a little bit... Your son, drink this soup while it is hot, and it will be served in a while." It's cold."

Yin Kang nodded, and put the chess pieces in his hand back into the box, and then carefully tasted the Jing Langou gold-rimmed glazed cup, while the maid stood quietly holding the tray, Cautiously raising his head from time to time to look at the young man, the unconcealable smile was revealed in his eyes.

It took a long time before the small bowl of soup was finished. Yin Kang handed over the glazed cup and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The palace maid bit her lower lip, and accidentally touched Yin Kang's index finger lightly when reaching out for something, then blushed like a startled bird, and hurriedly whispered: "Your Majesty's words are serious. "

Hastily trotted out from the cabinet.

However, as soon as the door was closed, a group of young girls around her age suddenly rushed out from all around, and they pulled the little maid aside, chirping: "How about Chang Xia, did you see? It’s the same as the rumor? Did you talk to him? What did you say? Is he still kind? I heard that people in Beilu are vicious, Chang Xia, you should say it quickly!”

The girl who was called Chang Xia sneaked a peek at the crack of the door, then hesitated and said: "See, that prince is even more beautiful than the rumors outside, and, and..."

"And what are you talking about!" The maid next to her was anxious, she grabbed Chang Xia's arm and began to shake it.

Under the dark night, the blush on the little maid's face could not be seen clearly, but her eyes were extremely bright, "Besides, when he handed me the glazed cup just now, he accidentally touched my hand."

"My God!"

All around exclaimed, Chang Xia instantly became the object of national treasure competition: "Which hand is which hand, show me."

Chang Xia raised his right hand embarrassingly but proudly, and the girls rushed forward to grab it. For a while, Chang Xia's right hand became very hot.

"And let me tell you, don't listen to the nonsense of those little eunuchs outside, I think the son is very kind, more polite than those sons of the powerful family, and he doesn't look like a mortal at all. Ordinary things, it looks like the people in Mr. Mao's painting." Chang Xia said, his eyes began to look at the Nuanqing Pavilion, but he was pulled back by the companion next to him, and hurriedly asked: "Hey, Does the second son of the Taiwei's family look good?"

Chang Xia thought for a while and said: "It's about the same, but I think the son is better-looking, the second son of the Taiwei Lord, usually does not look at us, I, I am a little afraid of him... .”

A few young maids were led astray in an instant, and they began to gather together to accuse the second master of Li's family of bad things that they don't like to see on weekdays.

A group of patrolling guards walked over from a distance holding torches, startled a few girls who were flicking their heads and annoyed, and immediately bowed their heads in a well-behaved manner, not daring to make a fuss.

It wasn't until the imperial army had gone far away that a court lady named Qing Ya sighed: "Forget it, let's withdraw too, it's better to have a long summer life so that we can see the prince. I don't know when this luck will be our turn, and we are all gone." Alright."

Chang Xia asked: "Sister Qingya, don't you like the Eighth Prince? Why are you thinking about the prince?"

Qingya has always had a heart to be superior, except for the princes and the five powerful families, she doesn't look down on anyone else, Qi Qi said at the moment: "What's the use of liking, the eighth prince doesn't even know me Who is it? Last time I pretended to meet him in the garden, and was almost caught as an assassin. Even if I killed him, I dared not like him anymore. After listening to you talk about that prince today, I still feel that I have a better chance of changing my target. It's a pity..."

It's a pity that the servants on duty for Nuanqing Pavilion are already full, unless she really has the ability to make Yin Kang pay attention to her, otherwise there is no way!

A chuckle suddenly came from the corridor behind them, and all the little maids turned their heads in fright, and saw a person standing in the shadows, with his arms around his chest, and then he jumped over with one arm on the corridor chair , asked: "Who said just now that he dare not like this prince anymore?"

"Slave, servant girl pays homage to the Eighth Prince..."

All of them knelt down in an empty space, Zhao Yuqing stopped in front of a row of court ladies, then suddenly bent down, and heard a soft cry, Zhao Yuqing said: "Pull out one of your hairs, it's a punishment for what you did just now. The remarks."

Qing Ya was shocked, but she also instantly understood that the opportunity was in front of her eyes, she quickly raised her head to look at the young man opposite, and said softly: "Ba Ye must have misheard just now, you are so handsome, you are always admired by slaves. Delusion, how can I not like it."

Zhao Yuqing gave a "tsk", squeezed his chin with one hand, carefully scrutinized the maid in front of him who was only as high as his shoulders with his eyes, and said in his heart: "It's okay for her to be tall, but the anger in her eyes is too strong. , it is not a fuel-efficient lamp at first glance, otherwise it is not impossible to take it back and be a low-level maid."

He smiled and asked, "Do you admire me?"

Qing Ya smiled shyly, as an admission, Zhao Yuqing asked: "What's your name? Which palace is on duty?"

Qing Ya thought that her chance had come, so she said softly: "The name of this servant is Qing Ya, and she is a maid for the back pavilion of Shanghe Hall."

Zhao Yuqing thought for a while before remembering where Shanghedian was, sneered in his heart, and said without changing expression: "Got it, Qingya right?"

The girl hurriedly showed a smile that she thought she was beautiful, and Zhao Yuqing said, "In this way, from now on, you will change your name to Cai Ya, and go to farm for Concubine Liu in Xiangfei Palace."

"Ah?" Qingya obviously didn't react, Zhao Yuqing said in a daze, "Ah what? Don't you want to or don't you like it? Caiya sounds so nice, doesn't it? Concubine Liu is just in need of a farmer's helper, you This vegetable sprout will definitely help her in the past, so there is no need to thank you, just go ahead."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hands, and walked into the Nuanqing Pavilion in good spirits. Cai Ya, who had been renamed, almost fainted in the dark. Sister, this Xiangfei Palace is too remote, I heard that it is often haunted at night, Concubine Liu is half-crazy, the Eighth Prince is too cruel."

Cai Ya was so frightened that she couldn't say a word, and she still doesn't understand why the Eighth Prince treats her like this.

Yin Kang raised his head from his elbow at the desk, and saw a person rushing in, with a "pop", Zhao Yuqing threw the long sword on his waist onto the table, then jumped into the chair, set up Erlang Kui began to say: "These little maids really have no rules. Guess what I heard when I came here just now? Oh, they said they liked me before, but then they didn't like me after seeing you? Who are you?" , Isn’t it? Tell me, what am I not as good as you? Ah? I can’t compare to that Li’s second child, and I can’t compare to you, the son of Beilu? .”

Yin Kang chuckled lightly, handed warm tea to him unhurriedly, and said with a smile, "Are you bullying the little maid again?"

Zhao Yuqing sneered, "Again? What do you mean? I'm an imposing prince, so I can't discipline this bunch of unruly little girls?"

Yin Kang thought in his heart: "No wonder the servants in the palace said that they would rather not marry in this life than meet the Eighth Prince."

"What are you doing here so late?" Yin Kang asked. He was a little tired from playing chess just now. He was about to pack up and go to bed when Zhao Yuqing so grandiosely washed away his drowsiness. Has your adopted son gone to Gyeonggi Hall?"

Zhao Yuqing said unhappily: "That kid Liang Xiao is too unreliable. I waited for him for half an hour. Later, people from his house came to help him with a message, saying that General Liang is at home tonight, and it is inconvenient for him to come out."

Yin Kang: "General Liang is very strict."

Zhao Yuqing said disdainfully: "It's not my own, but it looks closer than my own, and I have to control everything. As long as Liang Guoying is at home, that kid Liang Xiao has to hang around his adoptive father. Come on, let's not talk about him. I can't sleep for a while, so I asked you to come over to play chess, I went back and figured out the nineteen tricks you taught me last time for more than half a month, but I couldn't figure out anything."

Yin Kang said with a smile: "Chess skills are at ease, and only when the mind is at peace can you play well. In the past, people's highest level was only at the sixteenth level. Later, Mr. Kuang spent more than [-] years to understand the nineteenth level. I also started from the age of six. It's time to start thinking about it, after so many years, you can't even get the essence of it, you have only learned it for a few days, the time is too short, you have to take your time."

"Six years old?" Zhao Yuqing squeezed his chin, and the leg hanging on the armrest kept shaking, thinking: "What was I doing when I was six years old? Oh, yes, it seems that I was still with Liu Shangshu Let's play with the mud in the imperial garden with the unsatisfactory prodigal son of the family!"

But Yin Kang can't let Yin Kang know about this, otherwise if the gap between people is too big, it will easily cause jokes.

Zhao Yuqing waved his hand, "Forget it, it looks like I'd better go to Jingji Palace to compete with Liang Xiao in swordsmanship."

Yin Kang didn't want to poke him, but suddenly turned around and walked towards the cabinet. When he came out, he had something extra in his hand: "Since you're here, don't worry, I'll look for you tomorrow. I have to trouble you with this thing." Send them to Beilu quickly."

Zhao Yuqing sat up straight, took the emerald green box that was only the size of a palm, and asked curiously, "What is wrapped so delicately? A gift for your sweetheart in the north?"

Yin Kang didn't bother to tease him, so he just smiled and said, "My younger brother's birthday is less than ten days away. I'm afraid it's not convenient for the people I brought to go back, so I have to trouble you."

Zhao Yuqing said: "It's easy to say, but can I see what it is?"

Yin Kang said: "You must think that there is nothing unusual after reading it, but I saw it on the streets of Kyoto a few days ago and bought it. This is something from Donglu. It's just a rarity."

Zhao Yuqing opened the box, glanced at it, and couldn't help laughing: "Clay figure? I said Yin Kang, is your brother still breastfeeding? It's too much to send such a thing over... ..”

Too shabby too!

Yin Kang didn't care much and said: "It's not enough to eat milk. Ah Yu will be nine years old this year. He has liked these messy things since he was a child. It is also the first time I have seen colorful clay figurines. I think he will also like them." I like it."

Zhao Yuqing murmured: "Ah Yu... the last time I heard this name, he was still in my aunt's stomach!"

Yin Kang stretched out his hand to cover the yawn that was about to come out just now, took a deep breath, and tried his best to cover up the exhausted look on his face. Seeing him like that, Zhao Yuqing didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up with his sword and said, "I'll find out about this in a while when I get back." Someone will do it for you, and it will be delivered to that kid within five days, so you can rest, I will withdraw first."

Zhao Yuqing had been walking for a long time, when there was a soft sound from the back door of the cabinet, the man in black handed in a letter and soon disappeared, Yin Kang glanced at the seemingly inconspicuous but deliberate letter at the mouth of the letter Opening his mouth, he sighed in his heart: This is already the fourth letter that has been torn apart, what is going on?

He took out the letter, it was just words of greeting from Beilu every half a month, and then he carefully folded the letter paper, and carefully sandwiched it in the book that he read the least number of times Now, I am ready to go to bed and sleep peacefully.

The night was dark, and the nightingale blew three times on the branch, and then disappeared into the invisible night with a flap of its wings.