you are my tomorrow

The next morning, the four of them got up early, because Han Qing and Comet were going on a long journey today, and Zhao Rongzhen and Comet made an appointment not to go out again at night. When a carriage and several horses were ready, Han Qing Qing, Comet, Zhao Rongzhen and Zhang Wei walked out of the barracks, Han Qing and Comet got into the carriage, Zhao Rongzhen, Zhang Wei and the five accompanying people got on their horses and left the barracks.

When the seven people were sent to Yili, the carriage stopped, Zhao Rongzhen and Zhang Wei dismounted, and when they came to the carriage, Han Qing and Comet poked their heads out, "I hope you will make a triumphant return before the end of November. It's my birthday, don't miss Comet's birthday again, when you come back, I will hold a celebration banquet for you, together with Comet's birthday."

"I obey." Zhao Rongzhen looked at Han Qing firmly, Han Qing stretched out his hand to the carriage, Zhao Rongzhen and Zhang Wei held hands firmly, and finally the three looked at Comet, Comet smiled and stretched out his hand to the carriage, and followed the three of them hands together.

The four held hands for a long time before they let go. When the carriage was heading towards the capital, Comet's thoughts always stayed on the night before leaving the barracks, before returning to the barracks with Zhao Rongzhen, Zhao Rongzhen whispered to him, "I I will go back to find you as soon as possible, and wait for me..." Comet didn't know what this meant, but he knew that maybe, the relationship between him and Zhao Rongzhen would not be as simple as when they first met, when Zhao Rongzhen said that sentence At that time, Comet faintly felt it, but he didn't refuse, just nodded vigorously, Ren Zhao Rongzhen hugged himself tightly again, as if he didn't want to be separated anymore...

It has been half a month since he returned to the palace. Comet’s heart seems to be still in the barracks. It’s just that he has come back. He has been staring at the direction outside the palace in a daze for longer and longer. Except for what happened on the Internet, he hardly talked much.

Zhongyi, who is already able to walk on the ground, always looks at the red back. He doesn't know what happened to Comet and Zhao Rongzhen during the half month he left the palace, but something unusual must have happened to make Comet become Taciturn, even in the past, Comet talked less, but not so little that people thought he hated talking.

"Your Highness, isn't it cold?" After dinner, Comet went to drink tea alone in the gazebo. Zhongyi's body was still weak, and the dew in the cool weather in the early autumn night, the imperial doctor said that not letting Zhongyi go out at night was not suitable for bone healing, so Comet was a little surprised when he heard Zhongyi's unique nasal voice. After that, a warm coat was put on his back, and Zhongyi, who was wearing another coat, slowly sat opposite Comet.

"Didn't the doctor not let you come out..." Comet poured a cup of hot tea and put it in front of Zhongyi.

"I'm always bored in the room, and I feel a little out of breath." Zhongyi covered the teacup with both hands, and slowly warmed up his cold hands just now.

The two were silent for a while, "Your Highness seems to be in a bad mood recently, and he doesn't even want to talk to Zhongyi."

"No, I just feel a little tired from staying in the military camp, and it seems that I haven't recovered yet..." Comet smiled perfunctorily, took a sip of tea, and avoided Zhongyi's questioning gaze.

"Your Highness can not tell the truth to Zhongyi, but you have to tell the truth to your own heart. Although Zhongyi doesn't know what happened between you and General Zhao, as long as you are loyal to your heart, I will support your Highness in whatever you do."

When Zhongyi knew that Comet asked to go to the battlefield with Han Qing on his own initiative, Zhongyi finally found the reason for Comet's depression for a while. There were ruthless fights and ruthless swords and swords on the battlefield. Some people were hurt and others were in pain.

There is also Zhao Rongzhen.

Perhaps, His Royal Highness Comet wanted to go because of that person.

Comet looked at Zhongyi in surprise, but the momentary surprise faded in Comet's lowered eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm going back first. You can sit here and go back. It's getting cold." Comet got up, sorted his clothes, and left the gazebo.

Zhongyi looked at the back of Comet leaving again, and sighed softly, he could only watch that back getting farther and farther away from him.

The tea in the cup was slowly getting cold, Zhongyi let go of his hands, lowered his eyes, and hid the sadness in his eyes into the endless night...

Because Zhongyi’s injury was almost healed, Comet called the children of the ministers back and continued to teach them the pipa. Han Qing said that after Zhao Rongzhen came back, he wanted these children to perform the pipa for everyone to see at the celebration banquet, so Comet stepped up. The progress of the course, because he doesn't know when Zhao Rongzhen will come back, he needs to rehearse at least one good show before Zhao Rongzhen comes back.

Many ministers saw that their children had achieved a lot in learning under the guidance of Comet, so they advised Han Qing and recommended Comet to be the national music minister of the country. For musical instruments, if there is a comet to compile the music scores, later generations can follow the music scores to pass on the national music for generations.

Han Qing thought it was a good idea. On a day when the state affairs were not too busy, he asked Comet to visit him to discuss this matter with him.

One autumn afternoon, after the class was over, Comet went directly to Han Qing's place. When he arrived, the maid said that Han Qing was taking a nap, and Comet prevented them from waking Han Qing up. He knew that Han Qing would read memorials very late on weekdays. , I didn't want to disturb his rest, so I waited until Han Qing woke up naturally.

"Why don't you call me? You've been here for an hour." The busy state affairs, coupled with Zhao Rongzhen's delay in triumphant return, caused Han Qing's headache to recur again. The part of the forebrain seemed to be suffering from dull pain all the time, which made Han Qing very annoyed.

Comet just had someone bring the tea that Han Qing used to drink from the Ming and Qing Palaces to the Hezheng Palace, and sat down with Han Qing. Comet made tea while watching Han Qing's face.

"Brother Huang has been busy with state affairs recently, and it's rare for me to take a break. How can I bother you?" After pouring a cup of tea, Comet gently placed it in front of Han Qing. The fragrance of the tea seemed to make most of Han Qing's headache heal, "Brother Huang Your complexion is not very good recently, are you too tired?"

Han Qing could only sigh helplessly, "Recently, I always feel a dull pain in my head, but how can the king of a country not be tired? For the peaceful life of his subjects, every emperor is like this, but I feel like how to do it?" It doesn’t seem like it’s going to work.”

"Now the country is prosperous and the people are safe, the weather is smooth, although there is a small war on the border, but You Rongzhen and Zhang Wei are helping each other. The people are still living a peaceful life, so there is no need for the emperor to be too upset."

"It's still you who understand me." Han Qing rubbed his forehead with a smile on his lips.

"Does the imperial doctor think badly about Brother Huang's headache?" Seeing Han Qing's small movements, Comet asked with concern.

"Everyone in the imperial medical hall has read it, but it's useless."

"I heard from Zhongyi that there are actually many better doctors outside the palace than in the palace, and Zhongyi's injury has almost healed these days. If Brother Huang can trust me, I will ask Zhongyi to inquire in the capital to see if there are any. People who can cure headaches." Han Qing thought for a while, he seemed to have heard of such a saying, and seemed to have no other way, he nodded, "Well, when I find someone, I will first meet I will know that person, and if I pass my test, I will recommend that person to the emperor." Comet is also afraid that someone will be able to enter the palace, so he makes up his own medical skills, but in fact he is not a brilliant doctor, and he can't recommend him rashly. Han Qing.

"Thank you in advance."

"Brother Huang is too polite." Comet smiled and shook his head, "By the way, why did Brother Huang invite me here?"

If it wasn't for Comet's reminder, Han Qing almost forgot, "Many ministers have recommended you to be the minister of national music because they saw that you have achieved great results in teaching pipa. They want you to compile our country's music score so that it will last forever for future generations to learn. You Look... are you willing to be the official of the country?"

Comet was taken aback for a moment, he never thought of becoming an official, nor did he expect that ministers would have such advice, he thought the ministers would think that he was a prince who only knew how to eat, drink and play, so he stood there for a while, "Don't you want to? If you feel pressured..."

"It's not that I don't want to. If I can do something for our national music, I'd like it, but I don't know...whether I can do it well." Comet scratched his head in embarrassment, but Han Qing smiled reassuringly. He was still afraid before Comet would reject the job, "I can try my best to write the score, but the title of 'Guo Lechen' should be waived, I'm not used to it..." Han Qing knew that Comet might reject this title.

"Well, in order not to put pressure on you, I will tell the ministers that you promise to try your best to compile the music scores, but you will not take the position of Guo Yuechen."

Comet nodded gratefully.

After returning to the Ming and Qing palaces, Comet told Zhongyi to help him find doctors among the people. Zhongyi immediately agreed, and went out of the palace to look for them the next day. After half a month, Zhongyi found many legendary medical skills. Good doctor, but after meeting Zhongyi himself, he didn't think he could do it, let alone bring him into the palace for Comet to see.

Just when he felt like giving up, Zhongyi heard that there was a hermit doctor named Meng Qinghuan in Zizhu Forest two miles west of the capital. Please, if the doctor is in a good mood, maybe he will make a call.Zhongyi went out of the city with a feeling of giving it a try. There was indeed a purple bamboo forest two miles away from the west city. Zhongyi searched for a long time in the bamboo forest before he found a house with the words "Mengfu" written on the outside of the house. , he knocked on the door outside, and after a long time, a man with the appearance of a butler came to answer the door. Zhongyi only said that his young master had an unknown headache and hoped that the doctor would come to treat him. Being polite and wearing clothes that ordinary people can't wear allowed Zhongyi to enter the gate.

After entering the gate, the manjusawa that Zhao Rongzhen always sent to the palace before was planted everywhere in this house. On the way from the gate to the living room, there is a small stone bridge, and there is a fish pond under the bridge. Swimming around in the pond, there are many bamboos and creepers planted against the courtyard wall, but the fragrance of manjusawa fills the entire courtyard.

The living room is a small room without outer walls. The red tulle hangs from the red roof as the outer wall. Zhongyi can't feel the coolness when he sits in it.

Loyalty thought it was amazing, he didn't expect that there would be people who like red like Comet.

"My father went up the mountain to fulfill his wish, and he won't be back until evening. If you can wait, you can wait here. Don't take an extra step. I don't like people who walk around without my permission." Zhongyi He felt that the housekeeper was a little arrogant, and he didn't know how proud the master would be, but in order to help Han Qing find a doctor, Zhongyi endured it.

After serving Zhongyi a pot of tea, the butler disappeared, and there seemed to be no one else in the house, only the doctor and the butler.

In the evening, when the sun was about to set, the door outside the living room finally opened, and the housekeeper greeted him, "Master, you are back." Zhongyi stood up and walked out of the living room, "Someone is visiting today, and I want you to show it to his son. See a doctor." Seeing that Zhongyi had already come out, the housekeeper pointed, and the person who just came back stopped at the door and only glanced at Zhongyi.

However, Zhongyi has already sized up this so-called "doctor" who is wearing a green gauze dress several times. This person is not very tall, but he has an arrogance that cannot be ignored. The streamer flows between Linglong's eyes. The small lips are slightly parted with the breath.

"Didn't I say that when I'm not around, don't let strangers in? What's going on?" Zhongyi felt that from the moment this person entered the door, he only looked at himself, and for the rest of the time he either lowered his head or looked at him. housekeeper.

"I think he's not badly dressed, and his speech is quite polite, so..." Seeing that the master didn't seem very happy, the housekeeper became a little timid.

"Is a well-dressed and polite person a good person?"