[Yongzheng x Nian Gengyao] overwhelmed the world

Nian Gengyao didn't know how he got here these days.

To outsiders, Yinzhen ascended the throne, and the Nian's family can be said to have infinite scenery.

His younger sister, Nian Wanzhen, was conferred the title of noble concubine, and he, Nian Gengyao, succeeded Yinti as the Great General of Fuyuan, and was very favored.

He supervised the military affairs in the northwest frontier, and the governors of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan were all in the palm of his hand.

It is often said that the emperor's uncle Long Kedo is his right arm, and Nian Gengyao is his right arm.

When Nian Gengyao first heard about it, he just laughed it off.As time passed, he also began to think wildly, who is more important in Yinzhen's heart, Longkodo or him?

Thinking of this, he also laughed, and after laughing, his heart ached like a knife.

To him, these dazzling figures are nothing but dust, and they are nothing compared to the elusive figure on the golden palace.

I don't know if it's a knot in my heart, or because after he returned to Sichuan, there was a distance between the two of them.He is the emperor, and everyone looks up to him, so he is different from before.

Nian Gengyao felt that there was an invisible bridge between himself and Yinzhen, and they stood quietly on both sides of the bridge like this, neither of them willing to take a step forward.

Nian Gengyao is not a dissatisfied person, Yinzhen treats him well, every little bit, he sees it all

in the eyes.He can often read Yinzhen's gentle eyes, considerate care, or a trace of loneliness in his eyes after laughing from Yinzhen's letters.

No one knew that he would return to the capital again because of a letter.

This is a letter from his sister Nian Wanzhen.

Fuhui, this eight-year-old child, died of smallpox just like that.

He vaguely remembered that the last time he saw Fuhui, he was still so lively and healthy, and when he smiled, he looked like Wanzhen three times and Yinzhen seven times.

His little hands kept grabbing Nian Gengyao's sleeves, Wanzhen hugged him and asked him to call him uncle with a smile.

Nian Gengyao was stunned. He had been on the battlefield for a long time and was used to seeing life and death, but at this moment, he realized what is called the impermanence of the world.

Regarding Fuhui's death, Wanzhen didn't spend too much ink and ink. As for Wanzhen herself, all she had was tears to wash her face and heartache.

Nian Gengyao gave a clear account of the deployment of the northwest, and took care of everything at hand.He galloped into Beijing on horseback.

The capital city was still as prosperous as before, but the guards at the city gate had been replaced by young people he didn't recognize, and the famous shops in the Kangxi Dynasty had also changed their signboards.

The human face does not know where to go, Peach Blossom still laughs spring breeze.

I haven't seen him for several months, but he seems to have aged a lot.

Nian Gengyao entered the palace overnight.

So much so that when Wanzhen saw him, she once thought that she was hallucinating because of excessive sadness.

In fact, after Fuhui's death, she never closed her eyes properly for a day.

"Wanzhen, how are you?" Nian Gengyao looked at Wanzhen. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were blood red. I don't know if it was from tears or insomnia.Her face was pale, even her lips were bloodless, and she looked much haggard.

Wanzhen just waved her hand, then stood up abruptly as if startled again, grabbed Nian Gengyao and said, "You are a foreign relative, you can't come in."

Nian Gengyao's heart was suddenly stung by something, he grabbed Wanzhen's hand, and said softly: "No, I came here with the emperor's special permission, no one will drive me away."

Wanzhen's tears couldn't stop streaming down, she held Nian Gengyao's hand, and said sadly: "Brother, I really regret it. Why, why did Yinzhen become the emperor, and he became the emperor, but he broke me The longevity of blessings."

Nian Gengyao hurriedly covered her mouth: "Wanzhen, you can't talk nonsense, you are already a noble concubine."

Wanzhen shook her head desperately: "Fuhui is still so young, he always smiles at me, he is very obedient and sensible. He will come to see me every night and call me Erniang, his eyes are watery, and he will say."

Nian Gengyao became more and more sad, hugged her and said, "You're still young, don't get in the way. In the future, you will have children in the future."

Wanzhen pushed Nian Gengyao away with a wry smile, and said with a choked voice, "But Fuhui is Fuhui, he will never come back again, if I can keep him alive, I don't care about being a noble concubine."

"You're here again. You really can't talk nonsense." Nian Gengyao pulled Nian Wanzhen to sit down.

Wanzhen waved at him, and when Nian Gengyao saw that she had something to say to him, he listened to her.

What Wanzhen said really shocked him. What she said was: "Fuhui's death is strange. When I went to see him that day, he was obviously well. Why did he suddenly contract smallpox and die?"

Nian Gengyao hurriedly said: "People have misfortunes and blessings, maybe God took him in because he was smart and cute."

"No, I know my child well. Also, no one else in the palace suffered from smallpox, so he must have been killed." Wanzhen said, slamming around like crazy, tearing up, He knelt on the ground and couldn't get up.

Seeing her like this, Nian Gengyao was anxious and distressed, so he hurriedly called the maid outside to come in and wait for Wanzhen to freshen up.

"Wanzhen, even if it's for brother, for Nian's family, you must cheer up, you know?" Nian Gengyao wiped away the tears from her face.

Wanzhen looked at Nian Gengyao, bit her lip, and nodded fiercely.

"The emperor is here—" the eunuch shouted from outside the door.

"Look, the emperor is provoked by your tears." Nian Gengyao said with a smile, no one could know what it was like in his heart when he said this.

Yinzhen walked in, but hardly looked at Wanzhen who was leaning aside, but pulled Nian Gengyao straight away and said, "Shuangfeng, you're here."

Nian Gengyao hastily withdrew his hand: "I still don't bother the emperor and the imperial concubine."

The lonely figure blends with the night until it can no longer be seen in the faint candlelight.

Yinzhen shouted behind him: "Shuangfeng, see you at the Hall of Mental Cultivation tomorrow!"

Nian Gengyao thought for a long time, and finally went to the appointment.

He didn't know what he was afraid of, maybe it was Wanzhen's tears yesterday that completely broke him down.

So what if they meet each other, if the meeting is difficult to extricate themselves, what should Wanzhen do?

But he is a king, he is a minister.The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die.The king wants his ministers to see him, and his ministers have to see him.

"Shuangfeng." Seeing him coming in, Yinzhen opened his mouth habitually.

The two looked at each other, speechless for a while.

Nian Gengyao thought for a moment, and finally said: "Is the emperor's dragon body healthy?"

Yinzhen's eyes sharpened suddenly, and he asked coldly, "Shuangfeng, why are you and I so unfamiliar?"

Nian Gengyao just said calmly: "The emperor is a king, and Nian Gengyao is a minister. We are no longer the teenagers we were back then."

Yinzhen rushed forward and raised his face, making him stare straight at him.

"Shuangfeng, in my heart, you will always be the fearless, hot-blooded young Shuangfeng." Yinzhen said so firmly, like a pledge of love.

"Your Majesty, you are not the carefree, frivolous and uninhibited Yinzhen." Nian Gengyao smiled, but there was a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

"Shuangfeng, don't you understand, in front of you, I will always be that Yinzhen." Yinzhen held his hand again.

"But, Wanzhen—"

"I love her, and I love you too. I love her because I love you, do you understand?" Yinzhen almost roared.

A tear fell on Yinzhen's hand, and it melted in an instant.

"Your Majesty, I have already said what I should say before, and you are the one who doesn't understand." Nian Gengyao could only force a wry smile.

"Life is short. What happened in the past is like morning dew, and what will happen in the future is involuntary. Even if the world cannot tolerate it, we are happy during these days, and that is enough." Yinzhen kept these words in his heart for a long time, and finally In this moment, tell it all.

"Everyone says that companionship is like companionship with a tiger. I think I, Nian Gengyao, will always be no exception. Your Majesty, at this moment, if you treat me well, you are good. No one knows what will happen the next moment. Just Speaking of Fuhui, Fuhui is your own son, he died and he was only eight years old, how can you not feel sad at all!" Nian Gengyao finally spoke, when he helped him ascend the throne, and Didn't think about this much.But at this point, he had to think about it.They are always monarchs and ministers, and the relationship between monarchs and ministers is more complicated than before.Benefits, power, prestige... There are many who start well, but few who end well.

"Shuangfeng, if you think this way, I really misunderstood you. Everyone says that one emperor and one courtier, but what I want to do is not only for me, but also for my children and grandchildren. There, keep you, keep the Nian family. I like Fuhui not only because he is the child of Wanzhen, but also because he is the child of the Nian family. Only he can keep your life after a hundred years, do you understand?" Yinzhen Nian Gengyao was stunned by these words.He never thought that Yinzhen would think so much and for such a long time for him.

Yinzhen continued: "So Fuhui died early, and my heart hurts more than anyone else. But what can I do, can grief bring him back to life? I am the emperor, but sometimes I am not as good as the most ordinary people. No right to be sad, never have."

Nian Gengyao once boasted that no one in the world could understand Yinzhen except him, not even the Thirteenth Master.But today, he realized that he actually didn't know him at all.

"Yinzhen, you are right. Maybe I have too many worries. The matter of Fuhui made me think a little bit more clearly. Life and death are not in control. If I refuse at this time, I'm afraid I will regret it later." Nian Gengyao Laughed, this was the first time he smiled from the bottom of his heart in so many years.

The two hugged each other tightly. At this moment, even if the earth collapsed, they could not be separated.

The next day, when Nian Gengyao came out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he heard the little eunuchs talking a lot.

"What important business did Mr. Nian discuss with the emperor? We have been talking for so long."

"Yes, we talked all night."

Nian Gengyao smiled a little embarrassedly, the little eunuch saw him coming out, and hurriedly called Qianqian: "Slave, send my regards to Mr. Nian."

Nian Gengyao nodded, and hurried out of the Forbidden City.

He didn't go to see Wanzhen, not because of anything else, but because he knew that Fuhui's death was the cause of Wanzhen's heart knot, and he had secretly sent someone to investigate this point.

More importantly, last night, Yinzhen did give him an important task, a task that he must succeed and not fail.