The happy life of the devil and the devil

Suddenly, it was the day of the birthday, the Tiantong Emperor Yu Zhaoming Palace, the princes and princesses, the royal family of the near branch, the clan of the far branch, the envoys of big and small countries, and the courtiers of their own countries went to the hall to congratulate.There are a variety of operas outside the hall, and the musicians in the teaching workshop play the shengxiao, pipa, jiegu and konghou. Hundreds of young girls hold flowers and dance, dance and sing.The scene was very lively, Ling Yucheng just came out to sit for a while, and then went back to the palace with excuses, not even looking at the bustle outside the palace and the undercurrents among the country's officials and foreign envoys.

Just now... the envoys from various countries who bowed down before the steps include people from Sutai, people from Ximin, and people from... Dayu.

The robes and sleeves were wide, elegant and graceful, the clothes of his homeland that he was familiar with but had nothing to do with him anymore.

If this year's Longevity Festival is different from usual, it is that there are suddenly a large number of documents requesting an audience with the empress—Beiliang has not had an empress for seven whole years. This is one aspect, and the performance of the new empress is really eye-catching is another aspect. .Regarding these documents, Yuan Shao had no intention of obstructing them at all, and ordered them to find out and throw them all in front of Ling Yucheng:

"Take a look, whoever you want to see, I will send someone to arrange."

"Who does Your Majesty want the minister to meet?"

"It's all the same to me." Yuan Shao said indifferently, "Just do as you wish."

Ling Yucheng looked down one by one.The names of the countries lined up in front of me almost cover all the countries that have played in the Dayu Longevity Festival. Also, those small countries attached to Beiliang dare not be rude, while other countries, for several big countries, spend a little effort to communicate with each other. Well, it's better than deliberately ignoring...

Before he noticed what he was doing, his subordinates had picked out the documents of the envoys of Dayu and opened them first. The white paper had silver hooks and iron strokes. He only stated one request - in order to maintain a good relationship with neighbors and build a good alliance between the two countries, I hope he can take the time to meet with the envoys of the old country.

As I watched, I instinctively began to analyze: What would be the benefit of meeting them now?What's the harm?How would it be discussed if you did not meet them but received envoys from other countries?What are the pros and cons of such an argument?

Dayu... Dayu.

So far, information related to Dayu has been deliberately avoided, not read or listened to. I used to think that just hearing this name would cause unbearable pain, but unexpectedly, when the matter really came to the fore, there was a cold calm in my heart, as if I was far away. Standing thousands of miles away, looking at another self in the dark.

"Is there any precedent for seeing or not seeing envoys from which countries?"

This tone is too matter-of-fact—Yuan Shao looked up at him, and suddenly smiled: "There really hasn't been one in 20 years—so we must say a precedent, and you are the precedent."

The first empress of Yuan Shao was sick all the year round and never participated in political affairs at all. As for the empress Sejong before that, it has been 25 years since her death.The materials memorized by rote after entering Beiliang flashed in his heart, and Ling Yucheng smiled slightly to meet Yuan Shao's gaze: "If this is the case, none of the ministers will disappear."

The envoys from all over the world asked for an interview, and not only Dayu, but also envoys from other countries were blocked—because the reason was that "the empress feels unwell occasionally", and it would be wrong to go out for a horse race openly. One day, Ling Yucheng walked around the palace at will.

The Forbidden Palace of Beiliang was originally the old palace before Dayu moved south. It was very prosperous at that time.Although it fell into the hands of Dayan and Beiliang, two countries that originated from the northern grasslands, many palaces have been renovated in a nondescript manner according to the aesthetics of the grassland peoples, and the former splendor can still be vaguely seen.Ling Yucheng has been busy with military training these days, and he didn't have time to visit this prestigious forbidden palace until today. While looking around, he silently recalled the charm of these palaces a hundred years ago, feeling dizzy.

Before I knew it, I had reached the Taiye Pool, and the willow trees on the bank had turned yellow. When a gust of wind came, the yellow leaves fell.The blue waves are vast and boundless. Standing by the water's edge and looking far away, the mood is also unknowingly widened.Ling Yucheng wandered past, and the servants who were sent to lead the way behind him saw that he was not walking fast, but they were not in a hurry to follow closely, and they just whispered to each other behind them.

In the distance, drums and music can be faintly heard, and the green trees on the other side are colorful, with fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples.Wanshou Festival is a festival celebrated by the whole world in Beiliang. On this day, even the maids who are not on duty can wear their best clothes and play freely without restraint.Because the emperor was in the previous court, the maids who could spare almost all tried their best to flock to the vicinity of the only way that the previous court entered the harem, and the area near the imperial garden was almost deserted.Ling Yucheng originally wanted to be quiet, so he walked slowly along the lake, and before he had gone far, a hoarse shout suddenly cut through the silence:

"Come here—help—"

The cries for help became more and more desperate, Ling Yucheng stopped to listen for a moment, and frowned: "Go and have a look." He tiptoed forward, and a few servants behind him ran after him, how could he catch up?I saw Ling Yucheng unfolding his lightness kung fu for a few ups and downs, his back disappeared into the bushes for a moment, and he was already far away.

Ling Yucheng ran along the shore of the lake following the sound, and after a few turns, he saw a small child in the blue waves, ups and downs in the water more than ten feet away from the lake shore.Perhaps it had been submerged for too long, and the child's hands and feet could not move, and he could see that he was spinning and sinking.On the shore of the lake, a red-clothed palace lady shrinks to one side and trembles, with snot and tears, but her body is clean and there is no trace of water, she holds the penny and stretches it over again and again tremblingly, but the head of the penny is smooth, why? There is no way to hook a child's skirt.

"--Step aside!"

Not to mention whether the child was dead or alive, Ling Yucheng snatched the penny with his hands, used the pole as a gun to plunge into the water, and raised his arms upwards vigorously.The little limp body flew out of the water in response, rolled several times in the air, and fell into his arms without a sound.Ling Yucheng didn't even have time to look at his clothes and appearance, so he half-kneeled on the grass on the bank, let the child lie on his knees, supported the child's forehead with one hand, and gently patted him on the back with his other hand. Caress to help him spit out the accumulated water in his abdomen.After a few moments, the small body in his arms trembled, and with a wow sound, he began to spit water one mouthful after another.

Fortunately, I was rescued...

Ling Yucheng heaved a sigh of relief, only then did he have the time to look carefully, and saw that the boy lying on his lap was only three or four years old, and the clothes on his body were delicate white silk, but the cuffs were two times shorter than his wrist. Smaller, more shabby and dirty, one can tell at a glance that the person who took him was just superficial, and he didn't care in private.Looking to the side, there was a small brocade coat lying on the grass, which was obviously worn by the child before, but it was taken off on the ground for some reason.

...is a child of some status.But, forget it, he didn't save people for his status.

Seeing that the child finally made a sound, the trembling red-clothed maid beside her mustered up her courage and rushed over, but she didn't dare to approach, crying and shouting from a few steps away:

"Your Highness, Your Highness, you are finally fine—if something happens to you, the slaves will die—"

Ling Yucheng let go, got up and stepped aside, looking down coldly with his hands behind his back. ——What's the use of crying now?Judging by the child's clothes, it is obvious that he is also a dignified person, and he may not be taken care of normally, but if something really happened, one or two lives would not be enough.

"Who is this child?"

"Yes, it is Your Eleventh Highness—"

It turned out to be the case.

Although Yuan Shao is only 33 years old this year, there are countless concubines in the harem, and there are fifteen or six princes who have entered the jade certificate for a hundred days, but unfortunately not many survived.The crown prince and Kang Wang, who left the palace to start a mansion, were not counted. Those who had not grown up and were raised in the inner palace were only the eleventh prince who had survived.It is said that she lost her mother at birth. At that time, Princess Qinghe's biological mother Yun Guifei was in charge of the harem affairs, and she handed over the child to his biological aunt to raise him.

The imperial concubine passed away within a few months, and the palace was in chaos. Fortunately, the little prince's aunt was not a favored one. The twelve to fifteen princes all died young. The two aunts and nephews nested in the inner palace, and one was inconspicuous. They depended on each other for life in the corner of the house, but these years have passed in peace.A few months ago, Yuan Shao dismissed the concubines in the palace, and the child's aunt was also sent out, and the little prince lived quietly with the maids in the palace.

Ling Yucheng's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly sighed in his heart.

No matter how golden branches and jade leaves are, a motherless child will always be a motherless child after all.

"Your Highness, this—"

"Go and ask the manager to come over." The prince or something...whether it's a real accident or someone's tampering, it's something Yuan Shao should worry about, so what does it have to do with him?

The only remaining little prince in the inner palace almost drowned, even if the child was only three years old, it was a big deal.The head of the inner court, Yu Ji'en, rushed over quickly. Seeing Ling Yucheng sitting in the courtyard drinking tea with a nonchalant attitude on his face, he nodded and got up and left when he saw him present. Go hit the wall.

Ordinarily, it should be the queen's right and responsibility to raise and take care of the young prince——Yu Jiendi pushed down this idea countless times, and forced himself not to drag Ling Yucheng back.Anyway, His Majesty has already made a decree: "The empress is the one who does great things, so you don't have to bother him with these inner court affairs." Now look at what that person means, the issue of the little prince's upbringing and education obviously also falls under the category of "inner court affairs". It is better to count on His Majesty to come sooner than to count on the Empress to come forward.

Entering the room, the little prince was wrapped in a quilt and nestled in the arms of the wet nurse. The maids boiled hot water, cooked ginger soup, and called the imperial doctor. They were so busy that the second No. 30 people scurried around like headless flies. , There is no way to act at all.Apparently, a palace cannot be done without someone who is the master. After all, the little prince is young, and he has never had such a thing happen before with his aunt... What are you doing, your majesty, to drive out all the concubines and leave one behind!

This inner palace turmoil will soon pass.Yu Ji'en was busy for two or three days, dragging the imperial physician over three times a day to see him. The staff around the prince, except the wet nurse, were all changed.Yuan Shao took the time to take a look, touched the soft short hair on his son's head, called the little prince's wet nurse, the newly elected female officer in charge of the palace, and the chief eunuch to ask a few words, nodded and rewarded him with two things.Ling Yucheng didn't show up at all, as if the matter of the little prince had nothing to do with him from the beginning to the end, and he was not the one who rescued the man from the water that day at all.

After this incident, the market of the almost forgotten Eleven Princes improved.The food delivered by the Imperial Dining Room was hot enough and the portion was sufficient, and the washed clothes from the Laundry Room were also delivered once a day, not to mention having a headache and cough in the middle of the night.Naturally, this kind of movement cannot be concealed from others. Within a few days, even the palaces of several princes and princesses began to talk about the eleventh prince who appeared suddenly.

"You have to be careful with this kid?" The prince looked at the goatee counselor in front of him almost like an idiot.This guy surnamed Ma was introduced to him by the brother-in-law of the head of the state, Namyan, a few years ago, but at that time, he was just a diner. It's just a milk doll, this guy came over to tell him to be careful, so what?

"Your Majesty's celestial appearance, a mere young prince, naturally cannot affect His Majesty." Ma Ruliang stroked his beard with his thin fingers, and talked eloquently. At first glance, he seemed to have the so-called morale that Xia people admired. "But His Highness has to think about it, the one in the palace is unlikely to have children, no matter how favored he is, he has to plan for himself. In case he adopts the eleventh prince... say something that His Highness will not blame, When Xiantou and Empress Dizi were still there, His Majesty never thought of making you the crown prince!"

"Ridiculous!" The prince dropped the cup on the spot, and drew out the sword on the spot, "If you talk nonsense to separate the relationship between father and son, you will be recognized alone, and the lonely sword will not recognize you!"

"The official is loyal to His Highness, and he risked his life to speak—" Ma Ruliang bowed calmly, "The official resigns."

"roll!"

With a loud bang, the prince chopped off a corner of the book case with a sword, and kicked the book case to the ground, still unconvinced.

Those Xia people are all full of gossip, but there is always some truth in what they say.When the first son was still there... not only then, since he was born, since he was a child, has his father ever looked at him more than once!

He is the eldest son of his father's concubine, and his biological mother is just a palace servant served by his father's side. When it comes to honor and favor, not to mention that he cannot be compared with the first prince, even far behind Yun Guifei's biological Princess Qinghe.Empress Yuan has been absent since she married her father. The ancestor thought that he was the eldest grandson, and took him into the palace to raise him for a few years, which made him more respectable among the many princes. ——Even so, as soon as the first prince landed, he was established as the crown prince before he entered the Jade Spy for a hundred days. As for his eldest son, in those years, even the servants in the palace dared to respect his face and neglect him behind his back.

After the death of the first prince, the reserve position has been vacant for many years, and the ministers wrote letters every day to establish the country early. It is not that no one has mentioned King Kang who was raised in Concubine Yun’s palace—if it hadn’t been for the fact that the Empress Yuan took him by her side and raised him for a few months before she passed away, If Kang Wang hadn't been poisoned in the womb and was too weak to practice martial arts since he was a child, he wouldn't have been established as the prince so smoothly!

Now, the father has a queen again, and there is a young prince in the palace...

"What does Little Eleven have to do with me? Even if someone can't sit still, it should be the eldest brother." Kang Wang, who was once nominated as a candidate for the crown prince, took a sip of wine in the hand of his maid and laughed: "Father is in the prime of his life , How stupid am I to worry about Little Eleven? With my father's martial arts, I will still be in the prime of life in 30 years. At that time, I will be 50 or [-] years old. The emperor can’t catch up, so my wife can play for decades, isn’t it good?” There is another sentence that I dare not say in front of people, father is old and son is strong, which generation will not have accidents?