pastoral days

On the day of Laba, everyone in the Prince's Mansion drank a bowl of Laba porridge happily in the morning.The method provided by Song Chaoyang kindly (I used to help out every year during the Laba Festival, so I roughly remembered the same).

The rich rice fragrance spread over the surface, familiar and unfamiliar, Song Zhaoyang felt a little homesick.The family should also be drinking porridge.I don't know if I'll leave some for him.At this moment, he imagined that the monks spilled the porridge on the ground, what the hell.

Song Chaoyang was so scared that Laba didn't dare to miss home that day.I am afraid that I will be overwhelmed by my brain.Unlucky, there will be a dinner party tonight.

As for the three members of the Song family, a big pot of porridge boiled overnight was just about the same. When the lid was lifted, the smell was strong, and it was this scent that comes once a year.The three of them sent Laba porridge to Song's elders and acquaintances in the village, and of course they brought back various kinds of porridge.

None of the three mentioned Song Chaoyang (Song Chaoyang: Is the sense of presence already so low?), mainly because they knew that Song Chaoyang would not come back immediately, so what to do if it made Xiaowen (father or father) feel uncomfortable.

On the day of Laba, the highlight is at night.The emperor may have been seriously ill in the past few months, and he may have stayed on the dragon bed for a long time, just wanting to feel like a father is kind and filial, and brothers respect each other.On the day of Laba, the emperor even dragged his sick body to hold a banquet.Song Zhaoyang said that he really couldn't understand this kind of divine operation.

The main reason is that the emperor's father's kindness and son's filial piety made the other princes feel that they still have a chance. Facing the temptations of power and wealth, no one would give up until the last moment.Besides, whoever doesn't have a group of treasure hunters behind him is ready to follow the chickens and dogs to heaven.

Dinner, hehe.

In the evening, Wei Zi'an, Song Chaoyang and others padded their stomachs and set off for the palace.

"Brother Song, don't you realize that I'm tired? It's been going on every day. I haven't done much business, but I'm fighting each other every day." Wei Zi'an and Song Chaoyang were able to complain in private.

"Naturally, who made that seat so attractive?" Song Zhaoyang is quite experienced in smoothing down His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Hey... I just want to be an idle prince. I don't have to work hard every day. It's a good life like before. If they are really talented, then forget it, or they are full of money, or they are vicious and sinister..." Wei Zian couldn't stop once he started talking.Whoever is assassinated every day is not in a good mood.The same bloodline still needs to be exterminated.

"Thinking about you being the third prince, is it true that the previous princes were even more outstanding, but they were killed. So now you are the only one who can take over. After all, the future emperor will be able to determine whether the people can live and work in peace." Song Chaoyang "Persuade" said.

Wei Zian: Are you sure this is persuasion, not sarcasm?

But when I said this, I seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.Shouldn’t the survival of the fittest be the survival of the fittest? Why does Wei Chao feel like he’s disposing of the best one by one...scared.

"..." Wei Zian doesn't want to talk to Song Chaoyang now, what is the theory that you are the third best.He was young before, but now he has grown up and is smarter, okay?

Coming to the brightly lit palace, Wei Zi'an could only bring Song Chaoyang and Ah Yi to the banquet in the end.It's funny to say that everyone has no sense of security, but they can only bring two guards in and pretend to be calm.

"Prince..."

"Prince..."

As soon as they stepped into the hall, the princes immediately saluted.After all, no matter how you do it in secret, everyone's surface skills are still perfect.Wei Zi'an nodded slightly, feeling heartbroken seeing these wretched brothers.

Wei Zi'an sat on his seat, sitting upright, with an air that I'm not to be messed with.Seeing this, everyone dared not go forward.Originally, the father of the Laba Festival means rewarding Laba porridge. They are in the royal family, and Laba is a tasteless festival.Not as lively as folk.What is embarrassing at present is that all the brothers are sitting in the main hall, completely silent, as if no one wants to speak easily.Just sat there in silence.

"The emperor is here..." Today's protagonist finally came from outside.

"Father Wan'an" the emperor was supported by two eunuchs into the hall, maybe he was eating with his sons today, so his face looked better than usual when he was on the bed.

"Waiting for courtesy," the emperor said after a moment of delay after being helped to the upper position.

"Today happens to be the Laba Festival, and folks will gather together with the whole family. It happens that I feel good today, and I just have a chat with you, so we can drink Laba porridge together." The emperor looked at Junlang's sons below, and felt a little comforted (feeling The children suddenly grow up).

"Thank you, Royal Father" was another uniform voice.

"Okay, don't hold it up anymore, today is my family, let it go" The emperor himself felt that he was not good enough today.

"Father, this is the jade pendant I got from the people below. It is said to support people." The casual routine of the Third Highness is to give gifts.

Then a wave of gifts hit the emperor.Even Wei Zian is no exception.What he prepared was a crystal clear green ruyi.After the emperor received a wave of gifts, it stopped.His ideal casualness is almost like this.

Due to the large number of children, the emperor has never liked children in this life, he can only feel that the children grow up in no time, he seems to be strict with these princes, there is no process in doing things, only the result.Now I also feel that I am dying, and suddenly I have a loving father, but because I have no experience, I do nondescript.The princes were also at a loss.

The emperor's body did not allow him to be tired for a long time, so he said something meanly, took a sip of porridge, and was helped down again.After chatting awkwardly with his father all night, Wei Zian's smiling face almost froze.Hey... my heart is too tired.

Song Chaoyang watched the royal family's so-called family affection all night, and it was too much fun.The emperors who wanted to pretend to be loving fathers each pretended to be Xiao Jiujiu's princes.Certain episodes are a bit comical.Fortunately, his patience has also been specially trained.

"I'm so bored" was finally over, sitting in the carriage, Wei Zian said to Song Chaoyang irritably.

"The emperor's health is getting worse and worse, Ah Rui, you have to be prepared. Although your brothers seem to be not clever, but the people behind should not be underestimated." objective advice.

"Hey, why is it so difficult to be an emperor?" Wei Zian was dejected.

"If you marry fewer concubines and have fewer children in the future, maybe they won't be like you," Song Zhaoyang said with a smile.

"This... I don't have any thoughts now. I really envy you and Brother Lai. They only have each other in their eyes, and they don't have so many troubles." Wei Zi'an will not feel embarrassed at all. At his age, he will probably marry next year. Wife and children.

Now sometimes he feels that he is fat in the eyes of ministers with school-age daughters or twin children.It is estimated that when he inherits the great business, the queen, noble concubine and so on will be sent over.It's scary just thinking about it.

Compared with the days of the Song family in the past, Wei Zi'an felt that some simple things had to be so complicated now, and he felt tired.For example, a first-rank minister is too tactful in the court, and his work efficiency is extremely poor.Wei Zi'an is now the crown prince, handling things on behalf of the emperor, and he is almost driven crazy by the mess, so he is suppressed and angry every day.If it weren't for the brothers, he would have escaped long ago, God is annoying.

"Fate is here, and it can't be stopped, it's all your chance." Song Chaoyang couldn't comment on Wei Zi'an's future emotions. After all, if he was Ah Rui who lived with them, Song Chaoyang would definitely advise him to be a couple for the rest of his life. ,not now.Wei Zian's future concubines will definitely involve various interests.At that time, he will need to weigh himself.

"Hey..." Wei Zian felt that he didn't know where his other half was, and he didn't have the time to look for Fate now.

"Attention..." Song Zhaoyang felt that the atmosphere in the air was not right before the two of them finished chatting.

Sure enough, in a different location, with the same formula, several back arrows were shot from outside the carriage.Sure enough, as long as there is an opportunity, everyone will not miss it.After all, Wei Zian is only a prince now, and everyone will have no chance when he becomes the emperor.

The guards outside the carriage dealt with the enemies in the dark in an orderly manner, and continued to move forward.In the evening, Wei Zian and everyone ate hot pot again.It's a festival no matter what, and it's safe in your own territory. Of course, everyone should relax, and of course the necessary precautions must be taken.

Eat well, drink well, and continue to work hard in the future.

In the days that followed, the emperor's illness came and went, and Wei Zian stayed in the palace several times.Everyone's hearts also rose and fell.So the whole twelfth lunar month was extremely difficult for everyone.

Song Chaoyang's entire twelfth lunar month can be said to have been spent in the shadows of swords and swords, fighting openly and secretly.Of course, Zhang Ruiwen, who is thousands of miles away, is also busy with his feet on the ground.It's hard to hear what people earn money from ear to ear.

Throughout the twelfth lunar month, Brother Express received snowflakes of orders, and the reservations for home flavors were also full every day, not to mention Zhang Ruiwen's green vegetables, which broke out in the entire state capital.

Now Zhang Ruiwen is asked by Song Lai to go out in round clothes every day, and when he returns home, he has various nourishing soups to nourish his spirit. He has no time to think about Song Chaoyang, a magical creature (of course not, thinking about it makes his heart sore. The most important thing every day is to see the news from Kyoto sent by Brother Express).

"Xiaowen, this is the ginseng soup made last night, take it with you" Song Lai looked at Zhang Ruiwen who had just finished breakfast and was in a hurry to deal with affairs, feeling very distressed.He secretly blamed Song Zhaoyang for not coming back.

Two days ago, Zhang Ruiwen forged another letter from home, it was really embarrassing for him.This time everyone was dissatisfied with the fact that Song Chaoyang did not come back in the twelfth lunar month. Zhang Ruiwen could only silently light a row of wax for Song Chaoyang in his heart (mainly he was also very disgusted).To say something rebellious, Zhang Ruiwen even secretly thought in his heart, why didn't the emperor go to the west of Hexi, and let A Rui take the stage as soon as possible, he was really exhausted.

Well, let's not talk about it, now Zhang Ruiwen went to work again with the health soup cooked by Song Lai in his arms.Fortunately, the only consolation now is to be able to see a lot of money in the account every day.

When he arrived at the office of Brother Express, the first thing Zhang Ruiwen did every day was to check the news from Kyoto.Seeing that the emperor was seriously ill again today, and the crown prince and princes were called into the palace urgently, Zhang Ruiwen sighed and let go.

The emperor is also capable, so if not three times, there will be five times.I still remember the complicated mood when I saw this kind of news for the first time. I was worried and excited. After all, success or failure depends on one action. explain.

It's just that the emperor survived every time.Zhang Ruiwen thinks the emperor and princes are not uncomfortable.What is the purpose of dragging like this?He, the spectator, felt tired for them.

After reading today's news, Zhang Ruiwen was busy finishing the year-end summary of Brother Express.He figured out how much this year's income is, how several people deal with complex situations such as bonuses.

When I got busy, I forgot the time until Zhang Ruihua came to call my brother home for dinner.

"Xiaowen, I'm not done yet, let's go home and eat first." Zhang Ruihua is offering his younger brother like a god now. The twelfth lunar month is so busy, and his lovely younger brother has divided two tiers of work for him.Otherwise, it is estimated that twelve hours a day would not be enough for him.

"Oh? Ah?..." Zhang Ruiwen came to his senses from the massive ledger in a daze. "So fast..." Before I knew it, the morning was over.

Before "Xiaowen" Zhang Ruiwen closed his eyes, he only heard his brother's terrified voice.But his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them.

During the time of fire and light, Zhang Ruihua was in a panic and bewildered mood. Just after he finished calling his brother, he saw his brother standing up staggeringly, and then slowly fell down.Under what circumstances, he felt that he was going to die.

At the critical moment, Zhang Ruihua slapped himself hard, forced himself to calm down, and quickly called for someone to come.Those who should go to the doctor should ask the doctor, and those who should go home should report.After finishing what he had to do, he carefully carried Zhang Ruiwen to the soft bed next to him to rest.Then he stared at his younger brother, afraid that his younger brother would suddenly disappear.

But looking at my younger brother, although there are faint dark circles at the corners of his eyes, but his cheeks are rosy and shiny, it doesn't seem to be a problem.Confused.

Mrs. Zhang and his wife and Dr. Zhang often came first.Song Gang and his wife came later.Everyone heard good news from Dr. Gu, very good news.As a result, when Zhang Ruiwen opened his eyes, he found Song Lai's eyes were tearful.I was startled and wondered if I had some serious illness.