Emperor's Trophy

Zhu Jiang was also attracted, watching the game on the field and talking: "Are you lucky in this game?"

"The red team can do it, but the blue team doesn't seem to be able to do it. That short one is holding back, why did you let him play?"

Yun Zhen said casually: "Of course there are. The winning team will each be rewarded with a piece of silk, and the captain will be rewarded separately."

Zhu Jiang smiled and said: "You treat them well—huh?" His eyes were attracted by something, and he looked at it for a while and said: "Isn't that the child prodigy of the Linghu family?"

Yun Zhen was startled: "What?"

Zhu Jiang raised her chin: "You are mourning at home. You may not have seen the big event a while ago, but you should have read the mansion newspaper, right? Prime Minister Linghu Shouyi committed suicide in prison, and all three sons were executed. The family, women and children were all exiled into the army as slaves.”

Zhu Jiang's eyes turned deep: "That's Linghuyi, the child prodigy of the Linghu family. He was able to write poems at the age of seven. He only passed the examination last year as a scholar. Linghu Shouyi loved him very much. Last year he was rewarded with the name Zikun. Together with Yilian, the Kun has grown wings, that is the roc! The roc rises with the same wind in one day, soaring up to ninety thousand li, what a pity, a pity!"

Zhu Jiang clicked his tongue with great regret: "Originally, it would be no problem for a successful candidate in this year's final exam. At the age of 14, he won the test, so he will be the youngest candidate in Dayong. As a result, there was a flood, and Prime Minister Linghu was greedy for ink. The tree of Linghu's family fell and the monkeys scattered—the roc broke its wings...why is he here with you?"

Yun Zhen looked thoughtfully at the little boy running on the field. Sure enough, his body looked extremely weak, and his face looked exactly like a little girl. Running back and forth obviously couldn't keep up with the people in the team. Stand up and pant.

Zhu Jiang smiled and said: "I understand. There are many disciples in Linghu's family. I guess someone took pity on him and found a way to squeeze him into the Princess Mansion. Everyone knows that you are the only master left in the Hou Mansion, and you are in the capital again. Here, it is better to be a military slave in the Princess Mansion than to go to the frontier to suffer in the bitter cold, so it is not a violation of the rules to be a military slave."

Yun Zhen murmured, "I've seen him before."

Zhu Jiang sighed: "I also saw it at the banquet of Linghu's family, and I was encouraged by my father to use him. At that time, he was really a boy made of jade, a young man dressed in fine clothes and well-fed, adored by all the stars. month, now it’s like this.”

Yun Zhen stopped talking. He had seen Linghu Yi before when he was one of Ji Huaisu's disciples. At that time, he had a tattoo pattern of exile on his forehead. He was gloomy and mean, but he was very talented and learned. Ji Huaisu relied heavily on him for his resourcefulness, and called him Mr....

He fell into deep thought, looking at the opponent standing on the court blushing, in fact, he was extremely embarrassed, but a big man from the blue team ran past him, and suddenly kicked a ball to him, and he stretched out his legs to just He wanted to catch it, but was killed by the red team with a diagonal stab and intercepted the ball. A beautiful shooting star chased the moon and kicked the ball into the goal bar. The red team raised their hands and shouted.

Zhu Jiang burst out laughing: "It's too miserable. I can't even eat the ball specially fed to him. Why is he playing like this? Isn't it good to watch the show off the court? It will drag you up like this and make your teammates complain. ,"

Sure enough, except for the big man before, all the members of the blue team had angry faces, and their eyes shot at Linghuyi like knives. reached the apex.

At this time, the servants outside the field blew the whistle, indicating the end of the Cuju match, and the red team deservedly won. The red team hugged happily, and then was yelled by the steward to gather in front of Yunzhen to wait for the reward. Jubilation, while the blue team's dejected drooping became a stark contrast.

Yun Zhen smiled and ordered people to pick up the lottery that had been prepared a long time ago, the fine palace satin, each with a small gold leaf, and a handful of orange candies. After all, they are children, and they are happy to have candies. The red team leader cheered Come up and kowtow to lead the lottery and go down.

Yun Zhen's eyes fell on the captain of the blue team. It was the tall man who fed the ball to Linghuyi just now. He pointed at the boy: "The captain of the blue team? What's your name?"

The boy stepped forward and said, "Little Fang Luyun." Although he was still young, he was tall and vigorous. He was wearing thin clothes and sweating profusely in the cold weather. He was obviously an excellent martial artist.

Yun Zhen was thoughtful: "Clouds grow in flat steps, and the wind spreads its wings to the blue sky. Who are you, Linghu Yi?"

Fang Luyun's expression changed, and he turned to look at Linghuyi, who had lowered his head in the team and also changed his expression.

Yun Zhen looked at him, and then at Linghuyi. Linghuyi's face was red and white, and he was obviously extremely embarrassed. He knew that the other party had recognized him, including another young man in a vermilion brocade robe. It's the young master of Duke Dingguo's mansion. He has some impressions of seeing him at a banquet before. He walked forward with shame and saluted, then pursed his lips and said: "If you don't do Lu Yun's business, it's a petty incompetence. I would like to accept it." Punishment." His face was extremely embarrassed and humiliated, but he still suppressed his tears.

The steward at the side shouted: "Bold! Master Hou is asking Fang Luyun, what are you talking about?"

Yun Zhen smiled and waved his hands to stop the steward: "I'm just curious, Linghu Yi, you can say whatever you want, who is Fang Luyun?"

Linghuyi cupped his hands: "Fang Luyun is my nanny's son... I grew up with me since I was a child, and he was my companion. Because my mother couldn't let go of her heart, she entrusted someone to let him be arrested by the police with me. Sell ​​him as a military slave to take care of me."

Yun Zhen nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Fang Luyun: "Fang Luyun? You are good at martial arts. The master made a mistake and ransacked the house, and a servant can usually redeem himself. Since you are the son of the nanny that the master values, I want to come to you It shouldn’t be a problem for the family to buy it back, but they were used as military slaves together, and the military slaves can’t be released from slavery for a lifetime without military merits, do you feel resentful?”

Fang Luyun was stunned, and went forward to kneel and said: "Mother has been greatly favored by the master, and our family will never be repaid. Even if we are smashed to pieces, the little master cannot be wronged."

Yun Zhen smiled: "Is there really no trace of resentment?"

Fang Luyun bowed his head deeply and kowtowed: "The little one has no complaints."

Zhu Jiang clapped her hands and said, "What a loyal servant! I'm in need of someone around me, Brother Zhen! Why don't you reward me with this man!"

Linghu Yi was startled, and stepped forward and blurted out: "I'll go wherever he goes!" Zhu Jiang said with a smile: "Then what I want is someone who will accompany me in Cuju riding and archery, you can't." Fang Luyun knelt down and bowed his head language.

Yun Zhen turned his head and looked at Zhu Jiang, a little dazed, Zhu Jiang whispered to him and said: "This man is only loyal to his original master, you are not easy to handle, why don't you give him to me if I become such a wicked person?" Teach them, separate them, after a few years, his loyalty has faded, and if he can command me, I will return you as well."

Instead, he was thinking of him wholeheartedly, Yun Zhen smiled, and turned to Lu Yun: "Linghuyi is not good at Cuju, so insisting on taking care of him and taking him on the court will only make him more hostile and excluded by others. His life here is even more difficult, you really didn't expect it?"

Fang Luyun trembled all over, lowered his head and said nothing, Zhu Jiang opened his mouth wide: "Ah?"

Linghuyi's face became angry and said: "He is trying to get me enough points! I don't have enough points, and the bed I sleep in is too bad, so I can't sleep at night!"

Yun Zhen smiled slightly: "He has been your reading companion since he was a child, and he bowed his head and ears by your side in order to repay your kindness. He never disobeyed, just because his mother owed your family's kindness, and he was a slave for a day and a slave for life. Since he can be your companion Reading, I think the literary talent is not bad, both civil and military, obviously can have a free life, whether it is the imperial examination, farming, or business... ""

He draws out his voice: "Fang Luyun? Your life has infinite possibilities, but because of your little master, you only have the only way to go as a soldier from now on. You really don't know that you will protect him unconditionally like this. Push him into a more embarrassing situation?"

What will happen to a slave who has always been protected and isolated, and who has always maintained the style of a young master, in a high school who regards the slave as an ant?Offending the master's family and being rejected, naturally he can only return to the status of a military slave, and a young military slave who does not even have self-protection skills is almost foreseeable. He does not need to wait on the battlefield. This young master who was once known as a child prodigy can die young.

Sometimes, don't listen to what people say, you should look at how they do-but not only that, but also the final results of such behaviors.

As long as you see the result, push back and push away the heavily covered clouds and mists. Those scales and half claws connected before are those naked, naked, naked, hideous reality and the truth.

Fang Luyun touched his forehead to the ground, without saying a word, the anger on Linghu Yi's face gradually dissipated, and he became bewildered.

How interesting, uncovering the self-righteous loyalty, the true love that accompanied him since childhood, and the unbearable truth behind it, Yun Zhen looked at the expression on Linghuyi's face and laughed: "Linghuyi will come to my study from now on. Serve me, a seven-year-old prodigy who can write poems is naturally different from others, and you don't need to earn points every penny, Simo."

Simo hurried forward: "The little one is here."

Yun Zhen raised his chin: "Take Linghu Yi to live in your yard, and teach him what to do in the study."

He glanced at Fang Luyun who was still lying on the floor: "As for Fang Luyun, take Zhu Jiang away if you like——I will untie this shackle for you. From now on, it's up to you to become a dragon or a worm." The last sentence was addressed to Fang Luyun.

He used to be ignorant of himself, wishful thinking, and finally realized that he was actually a burden in the eyes of others, so he still went to his own, and don't owe anyone.

Zhu Jiang looked at Yun Zhen with a complicated expression on his face: "Okay, then I'll take him away." He thought for a while and said: "The sage doesn't care about his deeds, this Fang Luyun is doing an act of loyalty. As for even a little bit of grievance and resentment in my heart, there is nothing wrong with it, don't be too demanding, as long as you don't lose your integrity."

Yun Zhen smiled coldly, noncommittal.

Fang Luyun still kowtowed without saying a word, then got up and stood behind Zhu Jiang, without looking at Linghuyi again from the beginning to the end.

Linghu Yi lost his mind and stared at Fang Luyun, but Simo pulled his hand and reminded him to pull him down.

Yun Zhen took the hot tea and drank it slowly, he had already put his hands away from those two people, but leaned back on the chair thinking about other things, hugging him in snow-white fox fur, lazily, with long eyelashes pointing down The lacquer-like eyes seemed to be looking far away.

Zhu Jiang looked at him, and he always felt that Brother Zhen had changed after his funeral. Although he also knew that the master should not be deceived by the people below, but Brother Zhen's way of seeing through the world and only making people worse Speculating on the feeling of a big change in temperament, it also makes people feel that something bad has happened. Originally, I just wanted to talk about the school today to relieve boredom, but now I suddenly feel that this brother Zhen, who is younger than me, is far away from me. He was far away, and his heart no longer knew where it was.

Yun Zhen turned his eyes to look at him: "Zi Tong."

Zhu Jiang came back to her senses: "Huh?"

Yun Zhen smiled but said: "I don't care about opinions, regardless of my heart. I just need to be single-minded, even if there is a trace of resentment or grievance, then I don't have to be wronged. I don't want this kind of hypocrisy."

For example, at the beginning, you chose to be with me, but you still wanted to have the best of both worlds and continue to have children.

So I don't want it.

Zhu Jiang was taken aback, only felt that Yun Zhen's sudden words seemed to point to something, and Yun Zhen's dark eyes seemed to be filled with sarcasm. Where did he come from, but he didn't know how to answer, and said, "Oh... I see."

Yun Zhen said word by word: "Too serious and too fussy will indeed bring burdens to people, so it's better not to expect it at the beginning, and don't have to entrust it. It's easier."

In this life, let's just be brothers.