Vicissitudes know Jinhua

The man hesitated for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly lingering: "When I was a child, Prince Zeng Meng Huichun had eyes, and the East Palace accompanied me to read."

Qi Zhiqing suddenly thought of someone, and there was surprise and anticipation in his eyes: "What's your name? Your... surname is Mu?"

Qi Yanche had a bad temper, and in his exasperation, he didn't even notice the strangeness of his fifth brother. He single-handedly designated that person, and shouted sharply: "You dog slave, kneel down and answer this king!"

That man was neither humble nor overbearing: "Music servant Donggong Shaofu Mu Zishi is not a servant of His Highness King An."

Qi Yanche gritted his teeth, stared and said: "You are just a prince and Shao Fu, dare to stand up to me?"

Mu Zishi said lightly: ""Da Ning Tongli" contains: the prince Taishi, the prince Taifu, and the prince Taibao are in the first rank; Master San Shao, you don’t have to kneel down and salute when you see the princes. I’m not talented, and I’m in the position of Prince Shao Fu, and those who are courteous are the country’s discipline, and I dare not violate it.”

Qi Yanche had never suffered such self-inflicted humiliation, he was furious, his snow-white face was flushed red and purple, and even the corners of his mouth were twisted: "Mu Zishi... so your name is Mu Zishi, do you refuse to kneel?"

Mu Zishi's posture was very respectful: "Yes, His Highness King An can't afford to kneel down as a humble minister."

With a sound of "slap", Qi Yanche jumped up and slapped his face hard.

Qi Zhiqing exclaimed: "Ninth Brother, no!" But it was too late to stop him.

It was Qi Shaochong who suddenly changed color and became furious, his pitch-black eyeballs could shoot out fire, his eyes suddenly looked like wild beasts, fierce and tyrannical, wanting to devour others, without saying a word, he stepped forward and clenched his right hand into a fist, He raised his foot and wanted to kick Qi Yanche's lower abdomen.

Qi Yanche's strike was heavy, and his arms were not weak under the pampering. Mu Zishi received the slap firmly, staggered involuntarily, with a fishy sweetness in his mouth, but he couldn't care less, he dodged in front of Qi Shaochong, Holding his wrist firmly with one hand, he whispered urgently: "I'm fine...you stop!"

Feeling his trembling out of control, he hurriedly held his hand, intending to comfort him, and his voice was only in Qi Shao's ear: "The palace is different from other places, you must not do anything! I... all these years, what is this slap? Don't worry, this slap was originally made by me to slap him..."

Slapping the crown prince and Shao Fu, King An will be favored again, and the courtier Yu Shi will not avoid a disrespectful elder brother tormenting his subordinates. The slap of Mu Zishi is worth a lot of money, but if Qi Shaochong beats the emperor because of it , but it has changed into one that delegates responsibility to others, and even the crime of being less benevolent and widowed can't be escaped.

Qi Shaochong is simple on the outside and bright on the inside, and has experienced ups and downs, how can he not understand the mystery, but watching Mu Zishi being humiliated in front of him, he is like a firecracker that has been lit, and the blood in his body is boiling with anger. If he had suffered this slap by himself, he would not have been able to control himself and lose his composure.

At this moment, being stopped by Mu Zishi desperately, he could hear him anxious and worried, and then there was a gleam of clarity in his mind, but his eyes were everywhere, and he could clearly see the five red and swollen finger marks on his left cheek, and the corners of his mouth. There was a thread of blood, and there was a sudden soreness in my heart. I hated myself for being incompetent, sighed, but finally calmed down.

Seeing that the murderous look in his eyes gradually faded, Mu Zishi felt relieved, and slowly turned his head to look directly at Brother Qi Zhiqing.

Just now Mu Zishi kept bowing his head to answer according to the courtesy, and stood with his back to him when he stopped Qi Shaochong, so when he turned his head, the two brothers could see Mu Zishi's face clearly.

As soon as those cat-like eyes came into view, the memories of more than ten years ago came flooding back. On a snowy day, Qi Zhiqing's heart felt hot and itchy, and he said cheerfully, "Zi Shi! It's you... It's really you! I thought you were burned to death, God is sorry..."

However, Qi Yanche was frightened by Qi Shaochong's fierce aura that suddenly appeared just now. After a while, he came to his senses, and there was already a sticky and cold wetness behind his back. Just as he was anxious, angry and frightened, he suddenly saw Mu Zishi's face couldn't help being dazed again, he couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt that the swollen fingerprints were extremely glaring, and he had a vague thought: no matter how presumptuous this person is in the future, he shouldn't be beaten. s face.

Mu Zishi was born eye-catching since he was a child, and when he grows up, his eyebrows, eyes and facial features are even more shockingly beautiful, with a bit of ominous evil nature. With a deep dark green luster, the cat also seems mysterious and charming.

Seeing Qi Yanche just standing there looking foolish, Muzi Shi said loudly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for punishing me!"

Mu Zishi thanked him sincerely, knowing that Qi Yanche couldn't hide the fact that he slapped the prince Shaofu no matter what, he couldn't help but secretly smug, and wanted to laugh but the corners of his mouth hurt, so he could only step back to Qi Shaochong's side, and didn't want to stop. Talk too much.

Qi Yanche squeezed his fingers, trying to hold on to his arrogance, but he didn't know whether he intentionally or unintentionally stopped provoking Mu Zishi, and said with a sneer, "Seventh brother is so majestic! This prince has not yet become a prince, but he wants to be a younger brother?"

Qi Shaochong stared at him coldly, but for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled: "Of course not. King An wants to teach my Donggong Shaofu a lesson, so just tell the servants to do it. Otherwise, Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment also have boards." Stick, why did you hurt your own hand, as a brother, it hurts."

After finishing speaking, he nodded, firmly held Mu Zishi's hand, and said word by word: "My heart hurts so much."

Qi Yanche couldn't believe it, this Seventh Brother, who was supposed to be a prince, would turn his back on him in front of him, and he was so angry that his teeth were chewed to pieces. Qi Shaochong was impatient to entangle this defeated general any longer. , raising his voice: "Liang Wangu!"

Liang Wangu knelt down until his knees hurt, and hurriedly responded: "The servant is here!"

"Get up! Lead the way!"

Liang Wangu knew that the Seventh Highness was a true god, and he lowered his hands solemnly, so he stopped talking to Qi Zhiqing, and turned sideways to lead the way through Chongxuanmen.

Mu Zishi passed the door and sighed leisurely.

Qi Shao hurriedly asked: "What?"

Mu Zishi's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "King Rui and King An must pass through this door, and there is no other way. Why do you have to be so jealous?"

Qi Shao smiled and didn't ask, thinking that the method you said must not be a good thing.

Sure enough, Mu Zishi pointed to Eunuch Liang, who was standing sideways like a crab, and the six Long Shuowei behind him, and said in a low voice, "If I become an eunuch, or become your servant, I can follow you in and out. , isn’t it cheap?”

Qi Shaochong couldn't help laughing, seeing his cheek in a blink of an eye, but immediately sank his face, pursed his lips, and suddenly raised his voice: "Liang Wangu!"

"The slave is here!"

"Take these people and retreat twenty steps away!"

Liang Wangu obeyed the order without saying a word, and showed his professional quality that the chief eunuch of the Zhiping Palace could fully understand the master's needs and quickly meet the master's expectations, so that the master could feel like a spring breeze.

Qi Zhiqing walked out of the shot, but looked back again.

Qi Yanche also stopped walking.

Qi Zhiqing showed worry, shook his head and said: "Ninth brother, this Muzishi is not to be provoked. In the past, Prince Huichun once said that Zishi looks weak on the outside and wind and thunder on the inside. His appearance is like jade and his heart is like iron stone. You fight today! If you lose him, there will be endless troubles, go back to the mansion to back up a generous gift, and go to make amends tonight."

Qi Yanche, the proud son of heaven, was extremely dissatisfied: "Apologize? Fifth brother, you are confused. If you hit him, you will hit him. In the whole world, except father, queen, mother, concubine, and brothers, is there anyone I can't beat?"

Qi Zhiqing stared at his childish face, and scolded: "I don't know how high the sky is!"

After thinking for a while, he patiently explained: "You don't understand the emperor's thoughts. I'm afraid that no matter who is the crown prince, Mu Zishi will be one of the three young ministers of the East Palace. Once the crown prince succeeds in the future, he will join the cabinet as an assistant. Politics is also a matter of course.”

Qi Yanche felt suspicious, and couldn't help asking: "Fifth brother, who is Mu Zishi...?"

Qi Zhiqing's eyes darkened faintly, he answered irrelevant questions, and said: "Ten years ago, Emperor Father saw him hurt me with his own eyes, but he didn't blame him at all."

Seeing Young Master Qi rushing back to the left and right, Mu Zishi understood that he had something to say to him, but he frowned slightly: "Your Highness, this is inappropriate. Since the change of Tianjue, the emperor has been far more guarded and suspicious of the princes than father and son." Love, now you are half a crown prince, although you are extremely honorable, it is like being roasted on the fire, if you are not careful, you will lose your bones."

Qi Shaochong nodded, but said: "Zi Shi, don't call me Your Highness, but call me Shaochong, okay?"

Mu Zishi couldn't help laughing: "Then in private, I still treat you the same as before? Wenyou likes to see evil and then teaches? If you want to beat, you can beat and scold you?"

The two of them didn't hold an umbrella, snowflakes fell all over the sable sleeves, Qi Shaochong saw that Mu Zishi seemed to have white hair, his heart moved, he was full of longing, and said softly: "Okay, I like you treating me like that. "

Mu Zishi said: "I don't dare, your father's Huangque'er monitors the movements of all the officials, and those Huangque'er's eyes are also indispensable in the East Palace."

Huang Que'er's office was created by Emperor Wu Ding during the seven years of house arrest after the Tianjuan's change, which was only loyal to himself. Carefully selected masters, commonly known as the oriole's eye, hide and hide like running water and vegetation, monitoring the actions of all officials, without any omissions.

Qi Shaochong raised his eyebrows lightly: "I still have a few good brothers who are enough for my father to worry about. Today's matter of Xuanmen..."

She stopped abruptly, and slowly stroked the corner of Mu Zishi's mouth with her fingertips: "Zi Shi, do you still remember the day when I suddenly stopped calling you brother? You kept asking me why, but I kept refusing to tell."

Mu Zishi's eyelashes drooped to cover his eyes: "It's right not to cry, I wasn't in the first place."

Qi Shaochong didn't listen, and said to himself: "You replaced me that day... that day, I understood my own intentions, and I will never treat you as an elder brother in my life..."

Mu Zishi raised his head suddenly, his face changed violently, the dark green in his pupils flowed, his lips were slightly parted, but Qi Shaochong stopped his words: "If you don't understand yourself, then you don't understand...I also secretly poisoned you that day." Swear, when I grow up, I will return to the Dajing Palace, and I will protect you from now on, and I will not allow anyone to hurt even a single finger of yours."

Mu Zishi felt sour in his heart: "Don't rush..."

Qi Shaochong looked at the palace gate with heavy bucket arches and painted glaze: "But I didn't want to just go back to the palace today and pass through this mere Taoist gate, and you were slapped by Qi Yanche right in front of my eyes."

Mu Zishi smiled and said, "Don't be stupid, it doesn't hurt much. It's not like you don't know, I can stand it."

There was uncontrollable anger in Qi Shaochong's voice: "Stop talking."

Holding Mu Zishi's hand, Mu Zishi's palm is beautiful and his fingertips are slender, but when he holds it, it is as rough as a piece of chapped bark, and there are deep and fine palm lines—have you ever suffered, the face Maybe you can't see it, but you can't deceive people with your hands.

Qi Shaochong was silent for a long time, and said: "Zi Shi, you and I have known each other since we were young, and we are close when we are in danger. We never give up on each other despite all difficulties and dangers, but we are always accompanied by thorns every step of the way. Next to the couch, there must be a place for you, Mu Zishi, to rest assured."

This promise weighs more than a thousand mountains and is as deep as the world. Even Mu Zishi was thrilled by it, and smiled for a while: "The side of the couch is not a good place, I don't want it... If you have that time, let me have nothing to eat." It’s good to read leisurely books and play in the mountains and rivers with worry.”

Qi Shaochong looked at him, and said shyly, "What do you mean? Are you going to leave me then?"

Mu Zishi said: "How come? As long as you still need me, I will always guard you, protect you and assist you. I promised Prince Huichun, um, have you forgotten?"

Hearing these words, Qi Shaochong was half relieved, but half lost, his eyes were already hurt, and he couldn't help but said sadly: "Zi Shi, you and I have been together day and night for ten years, don't you treat me well now? , just because I am the younger brother of Prince Huichun? Just because of his dying entrustment?"

Mu Zishi stared at Qi Shaochong's well-defined face, that face had long since faded from roundness, no longer a child, and suddenly felt that time was passing by, cold and hot, and he was stunned.

Prince Huichun, Qi Yupei, it has been so long since the day we will be separated forever.