I'm still so majestic

He Ji entered the hall.

Yan Ji watched him stand the oil-paper umbrella by the door, and came in holding the hand stove: "Chang Xin."

He Ji's pupils shrank imperceptibly.

Yan Ji didn't realize that he had just called He Ji according to the habit of the previous life, and walked towards the inner hall. He Ji remained silent for a few seconds, then raised his heels, and just entered the inner hall, he saw A map of the embankment of the Kyoto River hanging on the moiré wall.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

Seeing him staring at his second painting, Yan Ji smiled: "It was painted by the Taifu a few days ago when he had nothing to do. General He likes to paint?"

Hearing that he changed his address back again, He Ji's expression darkened, and he lowered his eyes: "It's still good, it's just that I miss the scenery in this painting."

Hearing what he said, Yan Ji remembered that before He Ji's father and brother died in battle, the General's Mansion was originally built on Baima Street, and then moved to Pingchuan.

Yan Ji had no intention of revealing He Ji's scar, and for a moment didn't know what to say.He Ji looked at his hesitant appearance, with a bit of warmth in his eyes, and opened his mouth first: "Your Majesty, the past, no matter how hard or difficult it is, will pass."

"That's true, but I can't see it." Yan Ji smiled: "I heard from Shao He that the general came here once yesterday, but what's the matter?"

He Ji looked at him: "It's nothing important, but I always feel restless and want to talk to Your Majesty."

Yan Ji thought for a while, and felt that He Ji was used to being busy outside in the past, and suddenly became unaccustomed to the palpitation caused by being idle for a while.

He sat down: "Okay, what does the general want to say?"

After finishing the words, he watched He Ji take out the jade pendant that was carefully kept from his bosom.

Yanji: "..."

Yan Ji felt a little embarrassed, he actually forgot about this.

This time, He Ji didn't say that he should be responsible, he lowered his head, and gently stroked the surface of the jade pendant with his fingers. For a moment, Yan Ji felt that he saw the deep tenderness on He Ji's expressionless face. .

In the gentleness, He Ji's voice sounded softly: "Your Majesty, what I want to talk about is an old thing that has passed many years ago."

Yanji gave a low hum.

He Ji's eyes reflected the gentle color of the jade pendant, making it even more gentle.Yan Ji looked at his eyebrows and eyes, and heard the slightly deep voice ringing in his ears, slowly, slowly, telling a story full of youthful feelings and tender moments.

The story is full of catkins in the city, catkins blowing across the white bank of the river embankment, storytellers in the teahouse on the bank clapped the gavel, the sound through the wooden window startled the tired birds on the trees, the tired birds fell into the wine alley, deep in the wine alley There are houses with flowing water, green trees and cicadas singing, and the gentle smiles of passers-by——

There was also a boy who collapsed and cried bitterly in a dark corner of the alley after his father and brother died in battle, and a jade pendant with a warm body temperature that fell on his palm.

They used to be hidden in the soft place in the bottom of my heart.

Yan Ji listened to him quietly, He Ji lowered his head, and said a lot in a very soft and slow voice. In the end, the corners of his lips curled into faint arcs, and his voice was light and full of nostalgia: "Your Majesty Now, I may not remember the despair and pain at that time, but I will always remember how he smiled when he put the jade pendant in my hands."

Yan Ji looked up at his warm face, suddenly didn't know what to say.

After He Ji finished speaking, he sat on the sidelines and remained silent. It seemed that he came here just to tell a story, and he didn't care whether Yanji would respond. He was silent for a while, holding the jade pendant in his hand with a relaxed expression, and looked up at Yanji deeply. , resigned and left.

After he left, the inner hall became silent again.

Yan Ji stood up and stopped in front of the cloud pattern wall, looking at the picture of the river embankment above. After a long time, faint footsteps sounded behind him. He didn't turn his head back. For a moment, he heard Xie Wenzhuo's familiar deep voice: "Your Majesty."

Yan Ji turned to look at him: "Is everything arranged?"

Xie Wenzhuo nodded, followed him to the table, looked down at the two teacups on the table: "Did someone come here just now?"

"General He is here."

"General He? But what's the matter?"

Yan Ji thought for a while, and told Xie Wenzhuo the story He Ji told today.

Hearing this, Xie Wenzhuo was silent for a moment, and said: "I also know about this matter."

Yan Ji was a little surprised.

Taking his expression into his eyes, Xie Wenzhuo smiled: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? I said before that I knew Fu Xiang and General He a long time ago."

Yan Ji remembered these words, but at the time he thought that this understanding referred to after Xie Wenzhuo became an official in Beijing.

He was a little curious: "General He had a change in his family, and after he went to the border for several years, the Tai Tuo also traveled around, and Fu Xiang and I met each other when we were young, but I don't remember seeing the Tai Tuo, how did you know each other?"

Xie Wenzhuo's eyes dimmed slightly when he said 'I don't remember seeing him', and then he laughed again: "Your Majesty has forgotten that I also stayed in the capital for a while when I was young. It's normal if we don't remember."

In other words, they knew each other earlier than Fu Zhihuai.

Yan Ji vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think too much about it: "Since we have known each other for a long time, I think the Taifu has met the original owner of the jade pendant regularly, so the Taifu thinks why General He mistook me for him. Do they look alike?"

"..." Xie Wenzhuo took a deep look at Yan Ji, and for a moment, smiled warmly: "That man... that man has peach blossom eyes exactly like His Majesty, with scarlet moles at the end of his eyes, and he likes to twitch his eyebrows slightly when he smiles." , she is a little troublesome on weekdays, her temper and patience are not very good, but she is actually a very gentle person."

After a pause, the corner of Xie Wenzhuo's mouth showed a soft arc: "...Pleasant arrogance."

Listening to his description, Yan Ji inexplicably felt a chill behind his back.

Xie Wenzhuo's tone, why does it sound so...idiot.

Yan Ji quickly made up a series of stories about falling in love and killing each other, such as the cinnabar mole in the heart of the white moonlight in front of the bed, and I love you, you don't love me, you love him, but he loves me.

cough.

Yan Ji rubbed his nose: "From what you hear, this person does look a bit like me, and since we are both in the capital, it is inevitable to admit mistakes for a while. I just hope that the general can get out of his stubbornness as soon as possible and go find that person." .”

Xie Wenzhuo smiled and said nothing.

Yan Ji's initial emotion from hearing He Ji's story dissipated, and he lost interest in these things. After mentioning a few words casually, it happened that when Shao He talked about dinner, he and Xie Wen Zhuo went out together.

Er Gouzi was already squatting obediently by the table, still holding the little dirty poem letter in his mouth.

Yan Ji sat down, and took a look at the letter paper: "The second dog brought it here again, is Mrs. Su really alright?"

Fu Zhihuai handed over a small bowl of fish head soup: "I passed by the grand master's mansion today and went to visit the old grand master Su. The grand master is fine, but he is busy with business."

Yan Ji nodded, not entangled in this topic, let Shao He put the letter into the wooden box, and picked up the chopsticks.

Shao He agreed, and his eyes stayed on Xie Wenzhuo's gentle and elegant face for a few seconds, then looked at Er Gouzi, who was shaking his ears and showing off his cuteness, and finally stopped on the pear white letter paper in his hand.

Then he couldn't help lighting a candle for the old master Su and Fu Zhihuai who was far away in the south of the Yangtze River.

……

It takes three days and three nights to travel from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River, so the court has not been able to get any news in the past few days.

Standing in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Yan Zhou still had a gentle expression on his face, and his face was much calmer than before. Now he just waited, as long as Fu Zhihuai died in the south of the Yangtze River, everything would be under control.

He was not in a hurry, especially Yan Ji, who dismissed all the officials in a few words, and lazily leaned back on the couch after returning to the imperial study, Xie Wenzhuo stood beside him: "Your Majesty, a letter from Jiangnan."

Although it is a long time for people to go to the south of the Yangtze River, the letter is fast.

Yan Ji hummed: "Just read it."

After a while, Xie Wenzhuo's voice was heard.

What the letter said was the recent situation in Jiangnan and Fu Zhihuai's more detailed plan, which sounded more secure than what Yan Ji remembered. , even if something goes wrong, I will support you."

These words are very evil, charming and wild, Xie Wenzhuo's eyes flashed a smile, he agreed, he took a pen to the desk to write, summoned Shao He and handed it to him.Yan Ji leaned on the couch and looked at him, feeling that the latter's way of writing with lowered eyebrows was... alluring.

Abstinence is the flower of Gaoling, and sometimes it is shameful, which is really very arousing.

Yan Ji looked at it with a smile on his chin. After Xie Wenzhuo finally wrote the letter and handed it to Shao He, he got up and approved the basic memorial of the case. Feeling a little ashamed, he touched his nose from time to time, not daring to look at Xie Wenzhuo standing there, so he couldn't see the darkening color in the latter's eyes.

At night, Miyagi is lit up.

Yan Ji had eaten his meal, and when he leaned on the couch after taking a bath, he was already a little drowsy.In the past two days, he has always been disturbed by some unsightly scenes, and when he closes his eyes, he sees a beautiful scenery, and his spirit is really weak under the continuous insomnia.

Xie Wenzhuo came over with a book in his arms after taking a bath, and saw Yan Ji leaning on the couch with his eyes half-closed, obviously unable to hold on anymore.

He stepped forward: "Your Majesty, are you tired?"

Because of his words, Yan Ji became a little more awake, but when he looked up, he saw the scenery exposed because of Xie Wenzhuo's leaning over, and some things that had just dissipated in his mind came back in an instant.

Yanji: "..."

Yan Ji moved his eyes away and hummed.

"Your Majesty, let's take a good rest today. There are a lot of things these few days, so it is inevitable to be tired." Xie Wenzhuo said, Yan Ji felt distracted when he heard his deep voice, and thought for a while: "No problem, let's continue." .”

Xie Wenzhuo smiled helplessly, and put his hand on Yan Ji's shoulder to let him lie down, and then said in his puzzled eyes: "Your Majesty, close your eyes and listen, so that your eyes will be less dry. If you are bored and boring, you can sleep better."

Hearing what he said, Yan Ji couldn't help laughing: "Okay."

Xie Wenzhuo smiled warmly, sat down by the couch and spoke.Yan Ji closed her eyes and listened to his voice, and slowly, involuntarily remembered some things that were not allowed to be written during the Harmony Period.

He buried his face in the quilt, gently touched his face with his hands, and it was hot.

Xie Wenzhuo's voice continued, clearly speaking of a very serious policy theory, but the picture in Yan Ji's mind became more and more beautiful, bit by bit, the scale became bigger and bigger.

Yan Ji felt that he was going to finish.

He buried his face deeper, tried his best to diverge his thoughts, and tried to bring himself back to a little freshness.This method did have some effect, after a while, Yan Ji finally felt sleepy in his wild thoughts, and the shameful image in his mind gradually dissipated.

Xie Wenzhuo lowered his head and saw that Yan Ji's frowning slowed down, and his voice gradually faded. He closed the book, and suddenly there was a wind outside. Eyes, the voice is very low: "Your Majesty, are you asleep?"

Yan Ji was not a sound sleeper at first, and she became conscious when the lights went out, but her reaction was a bit slow when she was half awake and half asleep, and she didn't speak.

There was silence behind him.

Yan Ji was lying on the couch, his mind was full of chaos due to sleepiness.He thought that Xie Wenzhuo had already left, and was about to resume his sleep when he regained his composure, but suddenly heard the sound of clothes being rubbed, and the bed behind him sank slightly.

Yan Ji noticed the movement in a trance, and became a little more awake. Before opening his eyes, he heard the faint breathing in his ears.

The voice approached slowly, very softly, with the familiar sandalwood smell of Yanji, and stopped.

Yan Ji closed his eyes, his mind went blank.

Then I felt a touch of warmth on my lips, tender and tender.

Fleeting.