Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Seeing that he was uncharacteristically, Qi Wushang was secretly worried, so he simply put down his military duties and took him out for an outing, leaving early and returning late at night, the two of them rode lightly, and traveled around a hundred miles around the Shelu Pass. If there is a tea house or restaurant, he will go in and have a meal. Mu Zishi is very interested in the northern style sheep bones, and he would rub his stomach every time he eats it. If he is in the wilderness, Qi Wushang will shoot some hares and pheasants. , The two people who roasted deliciously on the spot ate it.

When he roasted a rabbit for the first time, Mu Zishi still doubted whether he could eat it and whether he would die young if he ate it, but the result was surprising. The meat roasted by Qi Wushang was so fragrant that he could eat it while Smiling and watching his own father being beheaded will not feel bad.

In midsummer, Qi Wushang went out again, defeated the Ude tribe's combat power in one fell swoop, and took Mo'er Shehu, who had defected to the Ude tribe, under his command. There are no soldiers invincible, and the Qingqiong tribe has gone to the court to beg for a title.

Qi Wushang made such a feat, and there is no reward for it, so Qi Jin did not reward him, and immediately sent capable ministers and envoys to stay in Yongliang. And the power of the king of the Western Wei Dynasty gradually pushed out government affairs and civil affairs.

Qi Wushang didn't show any indignation and indignation, he seemed to have a plan in his chest, and he only ordered the army to strictly follow the order, but there was an urgent letter from the palace, and the Princess Yu was seriously ill, so Qi Wushang simply handed over the military talisman Zishi and several personal guards left Shelu Pass early in the morning and hurried all the way back to the Western Wei Palace in the city.

It was already dark outside the gate of the mansion, Mu Zishi still refused to get out of the car, his face was pale, but his eyes were bright: "Did you really get into that kind of secret?"

Qi Wushang took him out of the car with his arms around his waist, and landed heavily on the ground, impatient to the extreme: "You have asked him seventy or eighty times along the way..."

Mu Zishi waved his hands to order the left and right to retreat further, and whispered: "You are so brave, dare to negotiate terms with the emperor?"

Qi Wushang said with a straight face, "Dare."

Mu Zishi hesitated and said: "I know you have no intention of power, but from now on you will never be in charge of the army... Are you willing to leave the army? For me... Is it worth it?"

Qi Wushang said indifferently: "It's worth it."

Mu Zishi bit his lip and said nothing.

The two entered the mansion side by side, and walked silently for a while, the vegetation in the garden was sparse, casting thick shadows, and there was the fragrance of lotus leaves and water chestnuts in the cool wind, Qi Wushang suddenly held Mu Zishi's hand firmly, saying : "I just hope that the emperor will remember me for helping him seize the throne, and now I have contributed to calming down the grassland. Please agree to my request!"

Mu Zishi said casually, "You still have feelings for uncle and nephew..."

Qi Wushang smiled and said: "Forget it, father and son are nothing more than that, what uncles and nephews are you talking about?"

Mu Zishi pondered for a moment, then said in a shy voice: "What if the emperor doesn't agree? The Bahai Department has been destroyed, and the Wude Department is also torn apart. Your military power is about to be cut...Although the Emperor hates you, you will eventually turn against it." No, one is unknown, and the other is the right time, place, and people. The emperor really wants to treat you with a pot, but you can only pretend to be a deer. After all, if he insists on me entering the capital or using it for other purposes... ...Even if you give up your military power, you won't be able to..."

Qi Wushang smiled slightly, his voice was low but firm: "Then, let the king of Western Wei die of illness, and you and I will travel all over the world incognito, are you afraid?"

Mu Zishi was silent: "I'm not afraid."

Look up and smile, the bright moon stops shining, there is such a moment in this life, and there is nothing more to ask for.

After the two had eaten, Mu Zishi was exhausted, Qi Wushang asked: "Where do you want to settle down?"

Mu Zishi rubbed his eyes and thought for a while: "I still live in the East Flower Hall, where it's quiet, and besides, I don't want to see Miss Yu's late-night face, which looks like a frozen persimmon, so ugly."

Qi Wushang smiled wryly and said: "Jianguan has not been easy these years... I owe her a lot, she is not in good health right now, I need to spend more time with her."

Mu Zishi wondered: "We just left Shelu Pass with the letter from her family who was seriously ill. Could it be that she is really sick?"

Qi Wushang hummed, but didn't say much.

Mu Zishi was thoughtful, he didn't know what he thought of, his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled clearly.

Qi Wushang sent him to be settled in the East Flower Hall, then went back to his room to see Yu Jianguan.

When the door opened, I saw Yu Jianguan was painting under the lamp with his head bowed. He was wearing rose-patterned pajamas with soft colors. His black hair was tied behind his head with a ribbon instead of pearls.

A few maids stood quietly with their hands down, and the sweet pear fragrance lingered in the room, making one feel extremely comfortable.

When Qi Wushang entered the room, the maids knelt down to salute, Yu Jianguan put down his pen, and said with a smile, "Congratulations to the prince who defeated the barbarians... Is the prince safe?"

Qi Wushang did not expect that after two years of seeing each other, Yu Jianguan seemed to be as gentle as water, and could not help being a little overwhelmed, and politely replied: "I am fine, the princess is very hard to take care of the affairs of the house."

Yu Jianguan smiled and said: "It's not hard, the house is a matter of concubine status."

Qi Wushang was speechless for a while, seeing an unfinished picture of the lotus boiled water palace spread on the table, he said, "You know how to draw?"

Yu Jianguan said softly: "I dare not say yes, it's just that I have nothing to do on weekdays and learn to pass the time."

Although Qi Wushang doesn't know how to appreciate calligraphy and painting, but what he sees every day is high-quality goods, he naturally feels that Yu Jianguan's paintings are quite immature and jerky, and the few lotus flowers are too weak and glamorous. I had to praise: "Well, it's not bad."

The tenderness in Yu Jianguan's eyes was boundless, and he blurted out: "Really? I learned it for the prince!"

"It's just why peach blossoms bloom in the water?"

Yu Jianguan's face froze for a moment: "This is a lotus..."

Qi Wushang hummed, changed the subject, and said with a smile, "I'll take you to the market tomorrow, how about we go for a stroll?"

As soon as this remark came out, not only Yu Jianguan was filled with surprises, but also the maidservants who were close to him were overjoyed. They secretly thought that the prince was enlightened, they exchanged winks, and left with a smile.

Yu Jianguan's cheeks were as red as peach petals, and he didn't know what to say.

Qi Wushang suddenly asked: "These days, is there anything wrong with your body?"

Yu Jianguan's complexion was very good, and he said immediately: "There is nothing wrong, it's just that I miss the prince in my heart."

Qi Wushang saw that her red lips were strangely fresh, he stretched out his hand to wipe it off, but saw that there was no color on his fingertips, he was secretly startled, and said: "You didn't put rouge on your lips?"

Yu Jianguan was slightly proud: "I never wear makeup at night."

Qi Wushang was silent for a while, and said: "Jianguan, we have been married for more than ten years, I have neglected you so much that I don't know what you like to eat and play... Can you tell me slowly?"

Yu Jianguan was startled, his smile was not showing, and tears were already rolling down.

On the second day, Qi Wushang and Yu Jianguan went out in Weifu, and first accompanied her to pick out new clothes. Yu Jianguan was overjoyed, gesticulating on his body with a few pieces of soft silk from Jiangnan, and kept asking: "Is this a piece of silk?" Is the blue water color good-looking? How about this one? Crimson color rolling silver thread..."

Although Qi Wushang didn't understand these things, he was very patient. He sat drinking water and said with a smile: "It's very beautiful, let's buy them all!"

The shopkeeper of the silk and satin shop said flatteringly: "Young Master has a very good vision. For an outstanding talent like Madam, using the clothes from the small shop is just the icing on the cake!"

Qi Wushang ordered his attendants to pay the money and asked him to carry the clothes into the carriage, Yu Jianguan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I still want to visit another house..."

Qi Wushang said: "Then let's see!"

After shopping for half a day, I went to eat some exquisite dishes and snacks with Yu Jianguan, and then went to the jewelry store. Yu Jianguan opened the gate and was full of enthusiasm. Riding a horse to kill the enemy for three days and three nights is not so exhausting, dragging his feet like a dead dog struggling to support.

Seeing that Yu Jianguan was about to go in and out of a makeup shop, Qi Wushang saw Han Yunxuan not far away, which was the most famous brush and ink shop in Yongliang, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

This drink was like killing in the army, and the pedestrians around were all startled, and all looked sideways and hurried away, Yu Jianguan was also startled, and said angrily: "What are you doing with such a rough and vicious voice?"

Qi Wushang forced a smile: "I want to go to Hanyunxuan to buy some paper and pen colors...will you go?"

Yu Jian was concerned and happy. He expected that he would go to buy some painting application when he saw that he was learning painting. He nodded hurriedly and followed closely.

Entering the store, Qi Wushang inquired for a long time, bought all kinds of pens and inks, rice paper, cotton paper and raw silk, and wrapped a large pile of cinnabar stone, blue ocher, flower blue and other colors, the picture of the lotus water palace in Yu Jianguan It took almost three months and I just finished half of the painting. I thought I would never use up these pens and papers until I died, so I couldn't help but shyly said: "There are too many..."

Qi Wushang said: "Don't be afraid of more, it's better than not enough."

After hearing such knowledgeable and wealthy words, the shopkeeper grinned like a steamed stuffed bun, and the stuffing was delicious.

A girl next to her with a lake pen glanced enviously at Yu Jianguan, and Yu Jianguan accepted them all with a smile.

Back in the mansion, Yu Jianguan was rubbing his face that was sore from laughing, only listening to Qi Wushang's order: "Give all the things in the car to the concubine and carry them into the house."

After that, he took a pack of Han Yunxuan's pen and paper, and said, "I'll go and see Zishi."

Yu Jianguan smiled and froze: "These... did you buy them for him?"

Qi Wushang said with indescribable tenderness in his eyes: "Yes, he has always liked to write and draw. Although Donghuating has pens, inks, papers and inkstones, it may not be able to catch his eyes. He has a childish temper. Maybe I will be angry, so I have to prepare some for him again."

In the twilight light and shadow, Qi Wushang lowered his head slightly, the sharp edges and corners of the knife and ax have faded a little, like a peerless famous knife, but it has the tranquility of being in the sheath.

It's a pity that such an outstanding man doesn't belong to him—Yu Jianguan looked at him, feeling hot and cold in his heart, jealousy and loss were like thorny vines growing in the dark, covering his whole body, and there was a faint hint of sadness in his eyes. A hint of determination.

The windows of Mu Zishi's room were wide open, covered with a layer of translucent blue veil, and the room was very cool. The East Flower Hall was lush with vegetation and many mosquitoes, so the incense of wormwood and gardenia was burned. Not a single mosquito was smoked.

Mu Zishi is happy with the situation, but he also knows how to enjoy it. Once he arrived at the palace of the Western Wei Dynasty, he let go of his hands and ordered people to change the utensils and decorations he liked, and let go of his eyes to pick maids to order him around. Lao Pang, all the beautiful and slender girls were picked out to serve him. They were all wearing thin shirts, and they walked lightly and limply, which was very pleasing to the eye.

As soon as Qi Wushang, who was so tired and disheveled, entered the room, he saw Mu Zishi half lying down while flipping through a book and eating peeled grapes with his jade hands. He probably just finished washing, his long hair was a little wet, and he had a dimple on one of his cheeks. The maid was wiping him dry with a thick towel.

As soon as this situation came into view, Qi Wushang was envious to death, and also maddened with anger, said: "I've been running around like an ox and a horse all day, you are so happy!"

Mu Zishi raised his eyelids, and lazily said: "It's not like I'm being treated like a cow, why can't I be happy? What are you carrying in your hand?"

Qi Wushang threw the package on the desk, and said: "I'm afraid you will be bored, so I bought some new paper and pen colors, do you think it suits you?"

Mu Zishi got up and looked through the pile, and suddenly said with a smile, "You didn't buy it in front of Miss Yu, did you?"

Seeing his strange smile, Qi Wushang couldn't help wondering, "I spent a day with Jianguan today, shouldn't it be right to buy some of my own things?"

Mu Zishi looked at him, pondered for a long time, and said, "There's nothing wrong, I think it's good."

Playing with a few exquisite ivory brushes painted with gold, the more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he rolled up his cuffs with a smile, and said, "I'll give you a painting!"