The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

The old lady of Duke Cheng's mansion passed away, and the bad news had already been reported to the palace as soon as possible, and the envoy sent by the emperor to express condolences would come to the door on the fifth day of the lunar new year.Previously, people from the mansion went to the palace twice more, such as asking for a title for the old lady, which was logical.

Dugu Mian had already thought about the time to change Song Wei's clothes, and borrowed the carriage from Duke Cheng's mansion to send the sixth prince into the palace.He put Song Wei on the Arhat bed in the room, turned around and went out to discuss with Yu Wengao.Just after entering the study, Mrs. Yuwen came over with a small stove in her hands, and said, "Your elder brother means, it's still too early. Today is the second day of the new year, and the gate of the palace opens late. Why don't you take a rest here. Wait. It's about time, the chariots and horses are ready, and I'll call you again."

Yu Wengao is calm and experienced, and he is really appropriate.After Dugu thanked his sister-in-law, he closed the door and stood in front of Arhat's bed.

Because Song Wei was used to being elusive, when he heard his voice first, and then recognized him, he didn't care to be surprised at all.At this time, I began to feel uncertain, as if I was in a dream.She bent down, touched his head, and hugged him in front of her.

Song Wei was in a deep sleep, humming twice in dissatisfaction, laying her face on his stomach, and stretched out her arms to wrap around his waist by the way.This pillow is moderately soft and hard, and the size is as you wish, and I continue to sleep after snoring.

Dugu didn't move him any more, and sat cross-legged on the Luohan bed in this position, letting Song Wei lie on her lap and sleep against her belly.

Running around all night, he also stayed up all night.But it's impossible to be like a heartless little bastard in his arms who doesn't care about everything.Taking advantage of this time, just take a break.

As for the next thing, he really learned enough lessons.It's better to let nature take its course if you put all your energy into thinking and self-defeating.In any case, in the midst of countless uncertainties, there is one thing that remains unmoved and enough to rely on, and that is one's own heart.

Lower your head, adjust your breath and luck, close your eyes and rest your mind.

Hearing the sound of the door of the study outside, he was about to get up, discerned his footsteps, thought for a while, and sat still.

Yu Wengao knocked lightly on the inner door: "Runze?"

"Brother, please come in."

Cheng Guogong opened the door and came in: "The carriage..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he was startled by what he saw in front of him, and his voice immediately retracted.Blinking her eyes, she confirmed that she was not mistaken, and said tremblingly, "Runze, you, this..."

Dugu looked at him: "Brother, you asked me before if you fell in love with someone."

Duke Xian had dismissed the inner house, and Duke Cheng had expressed his concern in private, so Dugu said so.After all, Yu Wengao is not only his brother-in-law, but also his cousin. This kind of relationship, in this era, belongs to close comrades-in-arms who can prostitute together.When Miss Yuwen was alive, Marquis Xian treated her with respect and care. Although his love was limited, his affection was not superficial.In addition, the status of the two direct descendants is stable and unshakable, so it can be said that there is nothing indebted to the government of Chengguo.Yu Wengao is more than ten years older than Dugu Mian, he has always been quite tolerant towards him, and they don't shy away from private matters.

Yu Wengao's voice trembled even more: "Could it be...Could it be...that's..."

"It's him. When I fell in love with him, he was not the sixth prince. This matter... No one thought of it."

Yu Wengao understood what he meant, but he couldn't react in his head. He didn't know what to say, so he could only walk around the room with a trembling voice: "This...this..."

Dugu said: "Brother, Your Majesty and my father have already known about this matter. You don't need to worry."

Yu Wengao suddenly raised his voice, unable to believe it: "What did you say? Your Majesty and the old Hou Ye... already knew about it?" Seeing Dugu, he nodded firmly, and even shook his hands, "This, this, this..."

Cheng Guogong served as Minister of the Book, and took charge of government policy-making.Whatever you think about, you always know when a leaf falls, you will know the fall of the world, if you pull a hair, you will move your whole body, and you can't wait to figure out a hundred moves.In an instant, from the personal relationship between the Marquis Xian and the sixth prince, to the emperor, to the prince, to the balance of the three lords and the five lords, to the changes in the court structure... the brain is spinning like a spinning top, and people are walking like a spinning top Circle: "This, this, this..."

Dugu smiled wryly: "Brother!"

Yu Wengao stood still and stopped shaking: "Say it."

"Brother, come in, is the carriage ready?"

"Yes, it's just outside the door."

After Dugu hugged Song Wei.What he said to Cheng Guogong for a while, Song Wei was not affected at all.He hummed twice when he was moved, and continued to snore and slept soundly.

Dugu Mian walked out: "Brother, I probably have considered everything you have thought about, and I will explain it to you later. In short, His Royal Highness does not like royal life. As long as he is alive, I will protect him for a day, that's all."

The amount of information in these words continued to increase, and Yu Wengao was stunned for a moment before he realized that Xianhou planned to leave his study with the sixth prince in his arms, and rushed out: "Runze, wait a minute!" before Duguqian stepped out of the threshold Rushing out of the study, dismissing the coachman, guards and servants far away, let out a long breath, and nodded to him.

After Dugu sat in the car, Yu Wengao held the door open, looked at his brother-in-law's face, and then at the so-called sixth prince who was lying on his lap and snoring a little, opened his mouth, suddenly feeling absurd.Finally, he patted the door frame to say take care, and put down his hands.

Dugu felt very sorry for him, and said: "I'm sorry, brother. I will definitely come back to watch the spirit tonight."

Yu Wengao was very relieved that this brother hadn't lost his head yet.

When the carriage started, Yu Wengao was lost in thought.Guessing what Xianhou meant, no matter how fiercely he fights with the sixth prince, he is still the son-in-law of Duke Cheng's mansion.But then again, maybe he just thinks that Dugu is weak and wants to tie Yuwen and the sixth prince together.I approached the mourning hall unknowingly, and finally remembered the all-night elegy last night, full of sorrow.The dignity of the prince, the nobles of the sky, singing the dirge all night, I don't know how much life will be lost for the Yuwen family.

This... oh...

The carriage of Duke Cheng's mansion stopped at the gate of the palace, and Dugu patted Song Wei awake: "Xiaoyin, we're here."

Song Wei was still confused: "Where...?"

"The Royal Palace."

Song Wei was dragged up by him, and she didn't watch out for the small heater in her arms falling down and hitting her toes: "Ouch!"

Dugu Mian couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and put on a cloak and hood for him.

Song Wei reached out to lift the curtains of the car: "Is it the palace? Let me see."

Dugu Mian stopped him: "There will be opportunities in the future, don't rush at this moment."

Song Wei just wanted to see the difference between the palace of Xianxi Dynasty and other palaces in his impression.Hearing what Dugu said, he lost all interest.She curled her lips: "I remember that Lord Xianhou also said this when I entered the capital. What happened afterwards? I was not allowed to step out of Xianhou's mansion. Animals still have a time to let themselves go!"

Dugu was speechless.Entering the palace at this moment, it has been two New Years since the last time he entered Beijing.In the final analysis, I failed him.

Song Wei bites back like this, Xianhou will no longer be able to settle the old account of the dignified sixth prince, who willingly degenerates and ran to become a servant.

When it comes to animals, it is natural to think of the four non-human family members.Song Weidao: "I definitely won't go to your house again. After you finish your mother-in-law's funeral, send my father to come here with all the er, angde dalajiliu for me."

Your mother-in-law, my father, etc., choked so much that Mr. Xianhou was speechless again.

The emperor was seriously ill, Song Wei entered the palace, and he didn't know how long he would be with him.Although the emperor is a wise emperor, he has been self-willed more than once when it comes to his youngest son.Dugu Mian didn't meet the Holy Spirit many times recently, and now he remembered that the emperor's temper this year was much worse than before.Maybe I was irritable during the illness, and there were many unsatisfactory things.If the emperor wants to lose his temper, the people around him can only bear it.If the sixth prince returns on his own initiative, the situation will probably be much better.

But what would the emperor think and do?Dugu suddenly realized that he was not sure at all.

Song Wei appeared too suddenly, and arrived at the gate of the palace on impulse.Dugu later realized that the certainty he thought was enough to rely on might be vulnerable in the face of strong uncertainty.

He regretted coming so soon.However, if you don't come so soon, in case something unexpected happens, you will only regret it even more.

Suddenly hug someone and kiss.Kissing and kissing, kissing endlessly, completely forgetting myself.Suddenly there was a pain in the back of the neck, and Song Wei gritted his teeth and said, "Let me go!"

Let go slowly.Song Wei leaned on his arm and panted, her face was flushed, and her eyes were misty with water, obviously very emotional.If the kiss continued, no matter whether Dugu could not bear it or not, he was afraid that he would not.Of course, he didn't care about the sudden arrival in the carriage at the entrance of the palace.But both experience and intuition told him that this is the rhythm of death.

Dugu's body has rough skin and thick flesh, so he doesn't feel pain easily.He wears a lot of clothes in winter, and Song Wei's beating is ineffective.Remembering how many nails were needed because of his job as a guard, when he was reining in the precipice, he pinched the flesh of the back of his neck and pinched him desperately.He was as heroic as Xianhou, and he recovered from the pain.

"Let me go." Panting, Song Wei straightened her clothes, "I came back to see my father, not to mess with you."

Dugu Mian took a few deep breaths, extinguished the fire in her heart abruptly, then automatically blocked "Fucking with you", and took his hand: "I'll take you to see your father."

The servant handed over the sign of Duke Cheng's Mansion.When the two got out of the car, the guard at the palace gate was surprised: "Lord Xianhou?"

Dugu said: "Mrs. Yuwen passed away, Duke Cheng was very sad and couldn't support him. As a last resort, I will take a trip for him."

The guards remembered that Marquis Xian was Cheng Guogong's in-laws. At this time, it was time to contribute and let him go.Seeing a frail young man behind him, he didn't dare to interrogate him, he just thought it was some young master from Duke Cheng's mansion.

Song Wei peeked out from under the brim of the hat.There were a few pieces of residual snow on the glazed tiles, and the gold and silver shone brightly under the sun, shaking him so much that he couldn't see anything clearly.Then he lowered his head, allowing Dugu Mian to hold his hand, watching the neat blue bricks on the ground of the palace recede one by one from under his feet.

This day, the servant Qingyun who was on duty in the dormitory for the first time accompanied the emperor to the Xianhou mansion to visit the sixth prince.After receiving the notification, come out and have a look in person first.

The emperor is in a bad mood these days.Celebrating the New Year in bed is the most depressing thing.Hearing the bad news about Mrs. Yuwen, it is inevitable that things will hurt her. Thinking of the old partners around her passing away one by one, and their lives returning to the underworld, the sadness of old age and decay arises spontaneously, it is simply lifeless.

At this time, he managed to eat two mouthfuls of rice and was about to drink medicine.Qingyun heard that it was the Marquis of Xian, so he tried to persuade him not to come in because he had nothing to worry about.Looking up and seeing the people around Dugu clearly, he was stunned for a while, he didn't even bother to say hello, he turned around and ran away.He rushed to the dragon bed in one breath: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty Sixth, Sixth Highness is back!"

The emperor was holding the spoon and was about to put it into his mouth, when he heard this, he let go, and the spoon fell into the medicine bowl, the black medicine splashed his chin, and dripped into the hand of the servant who was holding the bowl.

Grabbing his wet beard, he yelled, "Quick, quick! Clean me up! Change your clothes, change your clothes!"

The maids in the palace hurriedly cleaned up and waited on them.The emperor asked someone to help him to sit up, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, so he lay down.After a long period of illness and weakness, after such a toss, he was panting like a cow and sweating profusely.After resting for a while, gathering up some strength, he waved his hand: "Xuan."

Baoying Zhenren was originally accompanying the emperor, but at this time he stepped in and resigned.The emperor said: "A real person and a child are destined, so it's okay to meet." He thought that if there was another quarrel, at least some people would try to persuade them.

Qingyun led Xianhou and the sixth prince into the bedroom.The emperor sat up and lay down again. As a loyal servant, he didn't know his intention.With a sad face: "Your Majesty, Your Highness, please come closer and speak, Your Majesty can hear you."

After Dugu Mian knelt down and worshiped, after waiting for a long time, he heard the emperor's voice said in a low voice: "Be flat. Ozawa, you sit with the real person." He had to leave Song Wei and sat next to the real Baoying.

Song Wei stared at the old man on the bed, his complexion was gloomy, and he was as thin as a stick. Compared with the first time last year when he met at this time, throwing pots and reciting poems together, eating and drinking, it was completely different.Although being an emperor is hard work, but being so sick for a year, I am afraid that most of the crimes are caused by myself.

The nose is sour, and the eye circles are slowly turning red.However, his bones were stiff and he couldn't kneel down.Throat blocked, unable to speak.As a result, he just stood there in a daze.

The emperor's eyes fell on him, and he slowly said:

"I am a fish in the heart of the river,

Happy lake and sea and ditches.

Who knows that there is a life to climb the dragon and the phoenix,

I hope to concentrate on accompanying horses and donkeys.

Why bother to stay in the palace,

Long cherished gratitude is in Yan Lu.

The king is safe and sound every year,

There are more than enough celebrations in the prosperous age. "

Song Wei had been saving this jingle for several days before he could make up eight sentences.I felt that it was rare to rhyme and fight, and I was very proud at the time.At this moment, listening to the emperor read out in a hoarse and weak voice was like a slap in the face, much more sad than being scolded by him angrily.

After the emperor finished reading, he was a little out of breath.The servant hurried up to serve.

After a while, the emperor got better and asked, "Didn't you go away? What are you doing back?"

The tone was very cold, but the eyes looked at him, and there seemed to be some kind of deep and profound content in the eyes.

Song Wei's heart was in a mess, and she muttered, "I, I...well, I dreamed that you were dead..."

Except for the two parties and Dugu, the rest of the people present were all taken aback by his rebellious words.

On the contrary, the emperor didn't take it seriously: "If I die or not, it has nothing to do with whether you come back or not?"

"me……"

Seeing that he couldn't hold back a single sentence, the emperor asked again: "Since you want to come back, why didn't you come back sooner? What if I died yesterday? What's the use of you coming back today?"

"I, I..." Song Wei felt sad and miserable, "I, uh... I'm sick..."

Wow and burst into tears: "Father!..."