Dingjiangshan

Prince Gong's mansion was originally located in Dongwai City. Less than three years after Ning Yan ascended the throne, he decided to move Ning Huaijin's house in from outside.He didn't go far, he just marked out a large area for Ning Huaijin in front of Miyagi.

The palace has been under construction for several years, during which time a few old ministers just returned home and wanted to sell the house.So Ning Yan took over the two houses next to him and put them together under Ning Huaijin's name, making up a whole of a hundred acres.

Ning Yan's handwriting is so big, and the other direct family members who are not very well-known are more or less dissatisfied. They gossip about Ning Huaijin openly and secretly, and in their words they say that they don't know what kind of smoke is coming from the grave of this side branch Prince Gong. , Why did the first emperor take a fancy to him, not to mention being crowned king, but also meeting a good Majesty who is clear about grievances and not suspicious, and has been prosperous ever since.

But the jealousy on the outside is the jealousy. Ning Yan has always valued this uncle who once had a short-term "nurture" to him. What kind of tribute was asked Ning Huaijin to choose together.Regardless of what he was thinking in his heart, at least on the surface, he had a good attitude towards Ning Huaijin.

The new palace is very close to Miyagi, and it takes less than half an hour to get there in a carriage.

Coincidentally, the day when the new palace was completed and moved into the residence coincided with Xiu Mu. Ning Huaijin, as the only clan member who assisted the government, was very popular in Beijing. For such a big event as his relocation, naturally some people rushed to the door congratulate.

This wave after wave, even ordering people to dismiss them one by one is exhausting, not to mention that there are so few adults with high official positions among them, Ning Huaijin really wants to save face and keep people for a cup of tea.

As a result, from morning to noon that day, Ning Huaijin had just taken a breath, and before she had time to drink her saliva, someone came to report that a delicate soft cloth had been parked at the back door of the house just now. The little carriage stayed there for a while, neither knocking on the door nor sending stickers, and I don't know who is sitting in it.

Ning Huaijin had just sent away a young minister of the Taipu Temple, her mind was numb, she was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized something, and hurriedly led the servant to the back door.

Compared with the front door, the back door where the servants go is much colder. Only the carriage that the servants said was parked under a willow tree outside the back door. Apart from the bearer, there was only a man in his twenties standing outside the sedan chair. man.

That man, Ning Huaijin, looked so familiar - he was Ning Yan's personal servant, and he had been with Ning Yan since he lived in Prince Gong's mansion.

Seeing this, Ning Huaijin hurriedly lifted up her robe and went down the steps to meet Ning Yan.Seeing him coming out, He Wenting stretched his neck and approached the car window, and said something inside.

So before Ning Huaijin approached, the door of the carriage was pushed open from the inside. Ning Huaijin looked up and saw that his wealthy nephew of the emperor was sitting inside, looking at him with a smile.

"I can hear the commotion ahead." The young man bent his eyes and said with a smile, "How about it, does the emperor like the new house?"

The young man smiled happily, showing off a faint sense of pride. He was obviously sitting in a narrow carriage, but the complacent energy of "praising me" was almost reaching the sky.

Ning Huaijin sighed helplessly, waved away the servants around him, and personally reached out to help him get out of the car.

"How could Your Majesty leave the palace in such a subdued manner?" Ning Huaijin didn't want the servants around him to hear him teaching Ning Yan, so she lowered her voice: "Even if Your Majesty wants to come out to play, at least you should bring some guards when you go out. Or tell me first, how can I wait outside."

"Uncle Huang is not very old, and he talks so old-fashioned." Ning Yan was only 13 years old at that time, even if he had learned how to hide his emotions and anger from outsiders, but he was still ashamed to Ning Huaijin. Can't hide my thoughts: "I'm asking the emperor if he likes the new house."

"Your Majesty should call himself 'Zhen'." Ning Huaijin corrected: "I like it, but is it a little extravagant?"

"What is this?" Ning Yan smiled, skipped what he said, and only replied the second half of the sentence: "Uncle Huang should really go and see King Yong'an's house, which is twice as luxurious as Uncle Huang's. .”

King Yong'an is the late emperor's younger brother and Ning Yan's uncle. He has been favored since the day he was born, and Ning Huaijin has never thought of daring him to compare him.

But His Majesty was in high spirits right now, Ning Huaijin glanced at his expression, and didn't say anything to throw cold water on him.

Ning Yan was raised by his side when he was two or three years old. After Ning Zongyuan passed away, Ning Yan ascended the throne, and Ning Huaijin, as the assistant prince, also watched Ning Yan grow up little by little.

So when Ning Huaijin looked at him, he always felt that he was still a child, so if Ning Yan neglected some dispensable rules, he would always follow Ning Yan more.

Emperor Shi Jiang Xiaohan once chatted with him jokingly, and said that seeing Prince Gong's posture of raising children, if he got married and had parents and children in the future, he would definitely be a loving father.

Ning Yan took Ning Huaijin's hand and walked into the house. He was young and had a fairly open-minded temperament. He didn't even care about things like going through the back door, and he focused on showing his intentions.

"I asked them to build the main courtyard and several large courtyards according to the original palace of the emperor, but the garden is bigger and some changes have been made. In addition to the garden and pavilions, there are other things." Ning Yan took Ning Huaijin's hand and walked in familiarly. It seemed that he was more familiar with the situation in the house than he, the master of the palace, and he didn't know how many times he had seen the picture of the palace: "The emperor likes plum blossoms , I asked them to move the plum blossoms from the original palace, and then added some more to make a plum garden for Uncle Huang."

The plum garden is not far from the back door. In the northeast corner of the whole house, there is a small yard blocked by white walls and blue tiles. There are large areas of plum trees in it, both red and white. It can be seen that it is really put with care.

At that time, Ning Yan let go of his hand, walked into the plum garden first, stopped under the plum tree closest to the plum garden, patted the trunk beside him with a smile, and said: "This tree is made by me. The ones you planted, Uncle Huang, have to take good care of them, and when they bloom in winter, you have to pick them off and make plum blossom cakes for me to eat."

The slender sapling trembled when he patted it back then, probably because he didn't expect that he would end up with such a difficult task.

When the north wind blew across the Shule River, the precious plum trees in the plum garden began to germinate, and their roots went deep into the ground, greedily absorbing the dragon's breath from the feet of the emperor.

It wasn't until the north wind blew over the mountain pass of Yumen Pass that the capital began to get cold, and the branches and buds began to bear small flower buds, and then——

"My lord, my lord...?"

When Ning Huaijin came back to her senses, she realized that he had been standing in the plum garden for a while, and his body was a little chilled by the cold wind.

The cold weather these past few days has urged the plum blossoms in the plum garden to form buds, and they will bloom in a few days. Ning Huaijin is thinking about this garden flower, and has to come and see it every morning .

Xu is that the dragon aura in today's body is really suitable for growing flowers. The plum tree tied with red cloth at the gate of the plum garden is growing extraordinarily hard, and it seems that it will bloom in the next few days.

Ning Huaijin threw the small shovel in her hand for loosening the soil onto the mound next to her, then wrapped her cloak tightly around her body, turned around and walked out of the garden.

"What?" Ning Huaijin asked.

His servant was waiting for him at the gate of the plum garden. Seeing him coming out, he first handed him a snow-white silk handkerchief, and then replied with a smile: "Go back to your lord, there are people from the palace."

Ning Huaijin was wiping the dust stained on her fingertips, when she first heard this, her heart skipped a beat.He didn't go to court today, and he didn't know if the group of courtiers insisted on the matter of the draft and really started a dispute with the little emperor.

Ning Huaijin didn't go to court much recently, but her ears were not at ease.He heard that Chaoshang had been arguing about this matter for several days, but there was no result.Shu Qinghui has been thinking about the queen who has not been married for a day or two, and he has always sent him posts before, but Ning Huaijin put them aside and ignored them.

Ning Yan didn't want to draft, Ning Huaijin knew it, but he couldn't understand it all the time. He thought about it for a few days, and only guessed that it was because Ning Yan was still young and didn't know what love was like.

Now Ning Huaijin was taken aback when he heard the invitation from the palace, and quickly asked, "What's the matter?"

"I haven't heard anything, and it doesn't look like something urgent has happened to the servant He." With such a big reaction, the servant was also a little uncertain, guessing: "Perhaps your majesty encountered some bad decisions. Regarding the matter, let the prince discuss it for a while."

Ning Huaijin handed him the silk handkerchief that she had wiped her hands. Hearing this, she frowned slightly and reprimanded softly, "Don't speculate about the holy will."

The young man knew his taboo, so he quickly agreed, not daring to talk to him anymore.

It's not that Ning Huaijin is a warlord, but he knows that he is not a good courtier.Of course, this does not mean that he is not loyal to Ning Yan, but to him, he already has status and wealth, and he really doesn't have much obsession with other things such as power.In his eyes, it is more interesting to go home and tend plum trees than to stay in the cabinet and read the booklets.

Ning Yan is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems that he can be alone. Ning Huaijin intends to withdraw from the court and become an idle prince, but Ning Yan doesn't seem to have this intention, and will drag him back to the palace every now and then. Li said about court affairs.

Emperors have always been suspicious since ancient times, Ning Huaijin couldn't figure out what Ning Yan was thinking, so it was better to be cautious.

"Where is he?" Ning Huaijin asked.

"Drinking tea in the front hall." The boy said.

"Please come in." Ning Huaijin said.

It was He Wenting who came to the palace. This servant was originally from the palace of Concubine Ning Yan's mother. Ning Yan had followed him since he was a child.

It's just that the person in front of the imperial court represents Ning Yan's face, and he has to be prudent and decent at all times. He was introduced by the servants in the front hall in a well-behaved manner, with his eyes downcast, without looking at anything randomly, and walked up to Ning Huaijin. He gave a big gift and said, "I have seen Prince Gong."

"You're welcome." Ning Huaijin said, "But what orders does Your Majesty have?"

"It's not a big deal." He Wenting didn't mention the matter of the draft, but smiled politely: "It's just that your Majesty hasn't seen the prince for a long time, and he thinks very much. I ordered the officials to see if the prince is safe."

"Thanks to Your Majesty's concern, everything is healed, but I was afraid that I was still sick, so I didn't enter the palace." Ning Huaijin relaxed when she heard that nothing happened, and said gently: "How is your Majesty these few days?"

"Your Majesty is also very good." He Wenting said: "I just played with the national teacher for a while this morning, probably because I was wearing thin clothes, so I coughed twice when I went back to the study... But don't worry, my lord. I'm going to ask for my pulse, my lord is relieved."

Ning Huaijin frowned when she heard this, and he pulled Ning Yan from childhood to adulthood with one hand. No one knows Ning Yan's problems better than him. That child has been afraid of pain and suffering in his life. The medicinal soup seems to have killed him.Usually it's better, I can't tell, but if I'm sick, it's more difficult than anything else.

Fortunately, Ning Yan has been in good health since he was a child, and the number of times he fell ill can be counted on one hand, so there are not many times to worry about this big problem.

Ning Huaijin managed to pull Ning Yan up with one hand, and he could be regarded as a half-father if he was a big one. He Wenting said it was to reassure him, but how could he really be relieved.

"Go and prepare the car." Ning Huaijin first ordered the servant, then turned to He Wenting and said, "In that case, I will go and see Your Majesty."