Dingjiangshan

After the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, I began to take a complete rest.

All kinds of memorials piled up from years ago were almost sorted out, and they were collected into books by category. The courtiers came to greet Ning Yan according to the day, and even the cabinet was locked.Two-thirds of the front and rear palace doors were locked, leaving only the side door to receive courtiers and officials who came and went to pay their respects.

After resting and taking a bath, Ning Yan's life suddenly became idle.He no longer has to get up early every day to go to court, and he doesn't have to turn around between courtiers and memorials every day as soon as he opens his eyes.

Ruan Yin was in a good mood when she got such a big deal from Ning Yan before, and she hasn't come to find fault with him recently.Occasionally, a few family members of aristocratic families came to the palace to greet Ruan Yin, but Ning Yan just pretended not to know.

It is rare for him to have the only peaceful moment of the year, and he can finally calm down and write, draw or something in the room.

Shu Qiuyu knows how to measure. It can be seen that he doesn't want to be disturbed by trivial things on weekdays, so he doesn't come to Zichen Hall very often.

Even He Wenting said that Miss Shu is well-educated and well-educated, even if she is the only girl from a family of the right age in the harem, with this "uniquely blessed" convenience, she would not shamelessly approach Ning Yan.

Ning Yan was drawing a picture of a begonia sleeping in spring at that time, and without raising her head when she heard the words, she just smiled and said: "I personally picked Aiqing, of course I can do it."

Ning Yan didn't stop his hands while speaking.The children of the royal family had to practice piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, horseback riding and archery since they were young, and learned eighteen kinds of martial arts to be proficient in all of them.

Ning Yan's music theory is slightly inferior, but he is good at painting, especially good at fine brushwork.But in He Wenting's impression, he never seems to paint portraits, but only landscapes.

Linglong didn't interfere with the affairs of the court, and she didn't dare to talk about Shu Qiuyu, she just polished the ink for Ning Yan, and said with a smile: "It's cold and windy outside, why does Your Majesty think of painting a spring scene?"

"It is precisely because of the heavy snow outside that I want to draw some spring scenes." Ning Yan looked in a good mood today, and said with a smile: "Spring is after winter. Hurry up."

"When this painting is finished, give it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to frame it, and hang it in..." Ning Yan thought for a while, and said, "Let's hang it in the side hall."

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven. Ning Yan even thought about the style of mounting the painting, but he didn't want to cause trouble—the little mink on the table fell asleep, and got up in a jerk, and scurried back and forth on the desk twice. Turned over the pen wash on the table.Half of the water inside was splashed on the painting, almost turning the picture of Begonias sleeping in spring into ink.

His Majesty spends most of his time with "water", He Wenting gritted his teeth in distress, while talking about his little ancestor, he wanted to take Xiao Diao away.

"Forget it." Ning Yan put down his pen, held Xiao Diao in his arms, rubbed his head, and said, "It's just for fun, but it's not very good."

He Wenting: "..."

All right, He Wenting sighed, knowing that he couldn't say anything.

Because this mink was brought back by Ning Huaijin, Ning Yan loved him very much, and he almost kept it with him on weekdays, so now he is not allowed to say anything.

Ning Yan leaned back on the soft chair, Xiao Diao licked his knuckles, and held his hands in his arms again.

"Are you 28 today?" Ning Yan asked suddenly.

"Yes." He Wenting said: "The small kitchen has prepared Laba porridge, and it will be served in the evening."

"The empress dowager sent someone to invite her this morning. At that time, her majesty said that she was a little dizzy today, so she will check the situation first. If she is still not feeling well in the afternoon, she will not go." Linglong continued: "How does your majesty feel now, can you go and answer me? "

"No." Ning Yan took a sip of tea and said, "Go and pass on a message that I won't be going today, so as to save my mother from being sick."

Linglong was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously glanced at He Wenting, then put down the object in her hand, and said yes.

When Linglong went out, He Wenting went forward to tidy up the ruined painting. He seemed to have something to say, but the tidying up was a bit slow.

"What's the matter." Ning Yan teased Xiao Diao, and said casually: "Look at your sad face, why, it's the Chinese New Year, aren't you happy?"

"Not really." He Wenting said: "...Why does Your Majesty always let Linglong go to the Queen Mother these days?"

"Look at what you said." Ning Yan said: "Linglong is originally the Queen Mother's person. If I don't let her go, she won't go."

"You can't say that." He Wenting really worried for him: "It's just that the more I think about it, the more I feel uneasy. It's almost New Year's Eve, and all the officials and clan members will be present at the New Year's Eve banquet. What if the Empress Dowager—"

"Not at all." Ning Yan took out a small piece of diced meat from the small iron box on the table and fed it to Xiao Diao: "I know it well."

He Wenting is not afraid of everything, but he knows it well.This His Majesty held back for three years in silence, and finally produced an earth-shattering "sweetheart". He Wenting was really afraid of his calmness, afraid that he would think about something important in his heart again.

But He Wenting knew Ning Yan well, if he wanted to say something, he would walk down the steps and say a few words, but if he didn't want to say something, then no one could try to get anything out of his mouth—not even Ning Huaijin.

Thinking of Ning Huaijin, He Wenting had a headache.

The Prince Gong said he was sick at home when he came back from the hunting ground, and he never showed up to greet the officials before Xiumu, and he never went out even if there were rumors all over the place.

If Ning Huaijin behaves like this, He Wenting can understand it, but Ning Yan is also very calm. These days, he has followed the steps, what to do, and never once mentioned that he wants to see Ning Huaijin. It's like the sun is coming out from the west.

While He Wenting felt that it was a good thing to separate and calm down, he was also afraid that Ning Yan was suppressing his guilty conscience, fearing that his stagnation would damage his body.

The master and servant have been getting along for a long time, and there seems to be such an unspeakable tacit understanding. After feeding the meat, Ning Yan was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Is Prince Gong still complaining at home?"

——This is called Prince Gong, He Wenting thought sadly.

"That's right." He Wenting said, "Yesterday, the Wang's Mansion even came up with a greeting paper."

"It's almost Chinese New Year, don't be sick, the coming year will be unlucky." Ning Yan sighed, took out a small red cloth bag from his cuff and handed it to He Wenting, and ordered: "Well, you can go for a run yourself. ——Pick up some body-replenishing medicinal materials from my private treasury, and send them along with this."

He Wenting took the small cloth bag with both hands, covered it in his sleeves and squeezed it.

"By the way, let's just say that Ah Zhan drew it for him, and I just asked you to take it out with me." Ning Yan said: "Ah Zhan draws peace symbols for him every year, so he won't be suspicious."

He Wenting felt a little bit unbearable, agreed, and put the cloth bag away properly.

In the palace, which was separated by a wall from the palace city, Ning Huaijin suddenly raised his head and looked sideways to the outside of the courtyard wall.

"What's wrong with the prince?" Wei Ji asked.

"It's nothing, I just saw a magpie flying past." Ning Huaijin was also a little uncertain, and said, "... But where is the magpie coming from under the palace wall, maybe I misread it."

Wei Ji followed his gaze to look around, and said in agreement: "It seems that the direction is from the palace, maybe it's because the bird department is not good at guarding, and it may not be certain that there are birds flying out."

"Maybe." Ning Huaijin said.

He was so distracted that he couldn't read the book in his hand anymore, so he didn't torture himself, closed the book in his hand, and put it on the stone table next to him.

Ning Huaijin has always been calm, but these days she can't calm down. Others have never gone out, but their ears are not idle.Wei Ji is clever and has good ears and eyesight, and he would often talk to him about outside affairs. Ning Huaijin is at home, and he is no less idle than Ning Yan in the palace.

He didn't show up these days, and the rumors outside were not pleasant, and some ordinary people even speculated wildly, and they all talked about Ning Yan.

The common people in the streets and alleys don't know much about the royal family. They always feel that the high and deep palace walls are filled with wolves, tigers and leopards. It seems that only brothers fighting each other, and the thin relationship is in line with their impression.Ning Huaijin didn't go out for less than half a month, and those who spoke harshly were already grotesquely saying that all the birds had been hidden.

There were two times when Ning Huaijin couldn't listen anymore, she wanted to go to the palace to ask for peace, and to gag these people, but before she could step out of the palace, she hardened her heart and retreated by herself.

Wei Ji watched from the side in a daze, and didn't know what happened to the two masters, what kind of awkward situation they had, they lived longer and returned, and played a cold war drama like the young boy with long hair.

Ning Huaijin couldn't bear to read the miscellaneous travel notes, and because Xiu Mu had nothing serious to do, Wei Ji saw that he really wasn't having much fun, so he had an idea and thought of something.

"My lord." Wei Ji said: "Yesterday, a cook came to report that the altar of plum blossom wine that the lord was going to bury before could be opened. They saw that the wine was in good condition, so they didn't dare to taste it themselves. If the lord is interested, why don't you take it?" Come up for a taste."

Ning Huaijin was slightly taken aback, but Wei Ji didn't mention it, he almost forgot that there was such a stubble.With nothing to do, and being in his own mansion, he thought about it for a while, and then agreed.

Seeing him nodding, Wei Ji went hurriedly.

He moved quickly, and within half a cup of tea, he came back with the things in his hands.The plum blossom wine was served in a jade pot, and the wine was extremely clear in the blue jade color, and it seemed to be of good quality.

Wei Ji looked at it from the sidelines, and he just waited for Ning Huaijin to taste it, and he could also reward him with two bites.

Ning Huaijin poured a small glass into Wei Ji's expectant eyes, but as soon as the wine drank, Ning Huaijin frowned.

The cook in the palace is not good at brewing wine, and I don't know which link has gone wrong.This wine looks good on the outside, but it tastes sour and bitter, as if its quality has changed, and it has no aroma at all.

Ning Huaijin reluctantly swallowed the wine in her mouth, and spilled the rest of the wine on the ground.

Wei Ji was taken aback for a moment: "My lord?"

"It's not good." Ning Huaijin said.

The anticipation on Wei Ji's face suddenly collapsed, and he walked up to take the flagon away in disappointment.

Ning Huaijin put the jade cup in her hand on the tray, but suddenly remembered that night when Ning Yan got drunk, she seemed to have vaguely mentioned that she wanted to taste the wine he brewed.

——What is there to taste, Ning Huaijin thought.

Although he didn't know where Ning Yan learned about this, but now it seems that there is really no need to taste this wine.