Dingjiangshan

According to the old practice, the first day of winter hunting usually does not start the race, and most of the time is used to communicate with the "friendship between the monarch and his ministers".

To put it bluntly, it is necessary to save time for Ning Yan to put on a show, dragging a few close or useful courtiers to do homework.

Ning Yan slept in the car until his muscles and bones were weak. Ning Huaijin was afraid that he would be blown by the wind when he got out of the car, so he wished he could wrap him in a cloak.Ning Yan was so wrapped up in him that he couldn't breathe, and he loosened the tie of the cloak, taking advantage of Ning Huaijin's inattention, and slipped past him vigorously, pushing Opened the car door.

There was a crowd of people standing outside, all those who were qualified to meet him were waiting for him.Ning Yan didn't know how long the convoy had been parked, but seeing Ning Huaijin get into the car to call him without waiting to be summoned, it must have been a while.

It is really not a decent thing to be caught by the courtiers for snoozing.

Fortunately, your Majesty is a man who has seen the world—he didn't have stage fright when he became the throne at the age of six, not to mention that after so many years, he has learned the ability to calm down from his teacher, not to mention thick-skinned as a city wall. A little embarrassment has not been taken into consideration by him.

Ning Yan supported He Wenting's hand and walked down from the frame, holding a slightly hot stove in his hand, smiling like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

Along with Ning Yan Dongshou's civil and military officials, the civil officials seldom go out of Beijing. They were jolted by the carriage for a whole morning, and they all looked a little sluggish, but those military generals who rode horses and archery every day were all in high spirits, not at all. Taking this half-day journey into consideration, each one's eyes were shining brightly, as if he could go into the mountains to hunt a bear.

When the officials saw Ning Yan got off the car, they didn't dare to stand with him rashly, and greeted him with one voice.

Ning Yan folded his hands in the fluffy sleeves, held the stove and rubbed it for a while, before they knelt down, he smiled and said: "No, no, they are all out to play, you don't need to be polite."

He was in a good mood today, and when he spoke, he was not as steady as usual, his tone was slightly raised, and he smiled happily with his eyes bent.Because of the winter hunting, Ning Yan didn't wear a dragon robe, and only wore an indigo casual dress under the cloak for easy movement, with an extra layer of silver arrow buttons on the cuffs.

When Ning Yan was speaking, his chin would bury his chin in the fur of the neckline of his cloak from time to time, making him not like the usual lofty majesty, but a noble young man who came out of nowhere.

"I haven't been to this hunting ground for a long time since the late emperor left. The prey in it have grown wildly all these years, so it's time to relax." Ning Yan said with a smile: "But there is no need to be in a hurry. Today, all the gentlemen are on their way. Thank you for your hard work. If you enter the mountain now, it is inevitable that I am not considerate. Yesterday, the national teacher told me that the second quarter of tomorrow is a good time. Why not set the opening of the winter hunting at that time, and everyone will enter the mountain together to see who can win To the first prize."

Jing Zhan, who was standing in the front row of the crowd, was wandering away when he heard his name suddenly. He came back to his senses, but he only heard the people around him all answering yes, but he didn't hear a word of cause and effect.

Jing Zhan: "..."

What did you say?Jing Zhan thought incomprehensibly.

He was busy in a daze just now, and didn't hear what Ning Yan said at all, whether he wanted to tell him to do something, or ordered him to do something.Jing Zhan rolled his eyes slightly, seeing that the expressions of the people around him were calm, no one looked at him more than he said, and no one wanted to remind him.

"I didn't say anything about you." Suddenly someone came up behind him and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty just mentioned the time when the hunting will start tomorrow, and mentioned you by the way."

Jing Zhan followed the sound and turned his head. Seeing the young man who was talking, he couldn't help being stunned, and asked, "Uncle Xie? Why did you go back to Beijing?"

"Going back to Beijing to report on my work, I just arrived yesterday." Xie Jue said with a smile, "I just entered the house, and the chair was not warmed up, so I was pulled out by His Majesty to hunt. But this is good, there is no need for luggage Just unbox it and move it out of the yard."

As Xie Jue said, he patted Jing Zhan's shoulder from behind, and said, "I saw that you and Your Majesty have grown a lot taller, you're a big boy."

"I'll be crowned in two years." Jing Zhan retorted, "I'm still a child."

"Why aren't you a child anymore?" Xie Jue stayed in the bitter cold of the frontier for many years, and was soaked by the unruly smell in the military camp. He gestured at the thigh, and laughed, "You were only this tall when you and your majesty were fighting over strings of candied haws. It was me—"

This happened when Ning Yan was not enthroned, when they were in Prince Gong's mansion. At that time, the three of them together were not old enough to be crowned. Quarrels and fights over a piece of pastry are also common.

Jing Zhan still had an impression of what Xie Jue said. In fact, it was just an accident. The ice surface of the pond was thin in winter. As Xie Jue said.

Jing Zhan has been a national teacher in Beijing for ten years, and even his own master and adoptive father don't treat him and Ning Yan as children anymore, and only Xie Jue is the only one who is not a regular person and can turn over old scores.

A dignified national teacher, how can he allow others to expose his old background casually, the national teacher became angry from embarrassment, for a moment he didn't care about his uncle or uncle, and stepped on him mercilessly because someone was blocking him.

Xie Jue: "..."

Ning Yan practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his hearing is good. How can he not hear the two of them fighting there? He worked so hard to hold back his laughter. Afraid of being seen by others, he hurriedly said a few last words and waved his hands to make them leave.

The hunting ground is far away from Zhuangzi, so everyone including Ning Yan set up tents to live in the hunting ground, but fortunately, Ning Yan doesn't have to worry about the distribution of the tents, and the imperial guards will arrange them according to the distance.

Ning Yan casually ordered a few close courtiers to accompany him, saying that he was going to see the scene in the hunting ground before entering the tent.

Some civil servants who had not been pointed out by Ning Yan could see their faces, and they were not in a hurry to show their faces in front of Ning Yan on the first day, so they left first with long winks.

"Uncle Huang." Ning Yan waited until everyone was almost gone, then turned around and said to Ning Huaijin, "Uncle Huang is also tired today, why don't you go back to the tent to warm up and rest for a while. I'll ask someone to stay in the tent Warm up some snacks, the emperor will go over to eat later."

Ning Yan didn't drag him away on the first day as usual, Ning Huaijin was more or less relieved.It's just that at times like this in the past, Ning Yan would always look for excuses if he could find them. If he couldn't find an excuse, he would let him accompany him if he couldn't find an excuse. too normal.

Although Ning Huaijin intended to let him grow up, but Ning Yan really didn't like him that much, and he himself was not used to it.

"Does Your Majesty not need to accompany you?" Ning Huaijin hesitated for a moment before asking.

"No need." The smile on Ning Yan's face deepened, he pulled his hand out of the sleeve, put the heater and the sleeve into Ning Huaijin's hands, straightened his collar, and said, "I haven't seen General Xie for a long time. Now, take Ah Zhan to run with him, loosen his muscles and bones. Uncle Huang has been coughing a few days ago, so let's not go for a hair dryer. Go back and lie down, and I will be back after a while."

Ning Yan's slender fingers were still warm from the heater, and the temperature was particularly obvious when the pads of the fingers brushed against the side of Ning Huaijin's neck. Ning Huaijin obviously didn't like such intimacy, so she shrank her neck subconsciously.

Ning Yan grasped the measure, withdrew his hand naturally, took a step back, and said with a smile, "Hurry up and go back, Uncle Huang."

Ning Huaijin didn't feel that there was anything wrong, she nodded and got into her carriage.

Ning Yan watched his car go to the camp, and then gently wiped the pad of his index finger with his thumb, as if to keep the residual warmth of that moment.

Ever since the night of the birthday banquet, Ning Yan used to use this little trick to test Ning Huaijin.Every time he was careful, he would neither offend anyone nor give Ning Huaijin a chance to refuse. After a few times, Ning Huaijin seemed to have gotten used to it.

Ning Yan's patience has always been very good. According to his temper, since the pot of warm water has been boiled, the frog will be cooked sooner or later.But recently, he felt that he couldn't help himself. He wondered if it was Ning Huaijin's intimacy and connivance that gave him the illusion. Ning Yan always felt that the pot of water seemed to be boiling too slowly.

As soon as this idea appeared, he pushed it back. He knew that it was a big taboo to act too hastily. Ning Huaijin's temper seemed soft, but in fact he had a reputation in his heart. When he didn't touch his bottom line, he would do nothing. If he can agree, he can talk about anything, but if he touches that line, he will not be like this.

Ning Yan concentrated his attention, then pinched the knuckles of his index finger with his fingernails under the cover of his cuffs, to settle down.

Xie Jue waited by the side for a long time, and only when all the civil servants and clan relatives had entered the hunting ground sparsely, he came up, knelt down on one knee in front of Ning Yan, and saluted again: "I have seen Your Majesty."

"So polite." He was wearing armor, so it was not very convenient to salute, Ning Yan stretched out his hand to help him, and said with a smile, "Didn't you still tell Ah Zhan about my childhood?"

Xie Jue didn't have any psychological pressure when he teased Jing Zhan, but he was always separated from Ning Yan by a layer of monarchs and ministers. Hearing this, he smiled embarrassedly and coughed dryly.

"I also remember that." Ning Yan said enthusiastically, "General Xie was brave enough to fish me and Ah Zhan out of the cold water in the ice and snow, and even helped to cover up with the emperor afterwards. It saves you from copying the book three times."

While talking, a special servant led the horse for Ning Yan and Jing Zhan. Ning Yan touched the horse's neck, pulled the rein with one hand, wrapped it around his wrist a few times, stepped on the pedals and rolled it up horseback.

Xie Jue is a military commander. When he came to the hunting ground, he had never been in a cart, and had been holding the horse by his side. Seeing this, he also jumped on the horse's back, pulling the reins and following Jing Zhan to the left and right, half a step behind Ning Yan.

Xie Jue turned his head to look at Ning Yan, and said truthfully: "The main reason is that I don't want to copy books."

Ning Yan laughed loudly and said, "That's meritorious."

The Xie family has produced generals for generations, and the word loyalty is engraved in his bones.In addition, Ning Yan is not a suspicious monarch, and Xie Jue and Ning Yan have gotten along well over the years, thanks to the little affection they had under the same roof back then.

Xie Jue said with a smile: "Speaking of this, I saw the prince just now, and I feel that the prince's face is radiant. The past few years have not changed at all, and the relationship with His Majesty is still as good as ever."

The frontier is far away, and Xie Jue doesn't return to Beijing every year to report on his work. The last time he came back was three years ago, when Ning Yan had just started to take charge of the government.Three years later, Xie Jue saw that the uncle and nephew were not only familiar, but their relationship seemed to be getting closer.