Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Mu Zishi looked bewildered, and felt the cold wind blowing through the window like countless ice shards, piercing through his clothes and freezing the blood consciousness in his body, and the side of his mouth was painful as if being torn by sharp claws, he murmured for a long time : "Your Highness, I feel bad."

Before the words fell, he swayed and fainted on the chair.

Qi Yupei is well aware that this matter is really tragic and vicious, and it is also related to his biological parents. Not to mention that he is just a child, or an adult who has experienced the world for a long time, he can't deal with it calmly for a while. At this moment, Mu Zishi couldn't bear to faint. It is a good thing for him to prevent the qi and blood in the internal organs from being damaged too much.

Hurriedly calling Long Shuowei to come in, he ordered to carry Mu Zishi to board the carriage and return to the palace.

As soon as he arrived at Zhaoxu Palace, Bi Luo saw Mu Zishi going out vertically and coming back sideways, his face turned pale from bluffing, distressed and strange at the same time, peeking at the prince's expression, he was calm, and he didn't dare to ask more questions, only took A few maidservants placed Mu Zishi in place, and after the imperial doctor checked his pulse, he said, "I think it's not a serious problem, it's just that my heart is agitated and my blood is messed up. Make some soothing soup." That's it."

After hearing this, Bi Luo respectfully sent the imperial physician out of the palace, ordered to prepare soothing soup, and went back to the dormitory, but saw Qi Yupei sitting in front of Mu Zishi's bed, reading a book.

Bi Luo thought for a while, and said: "Your Highness must be tired too, do you want to lie down and relax?"

Qi Yupei said: "No need, I'll wait here for him to wake up and I have something to say, you all go down."

When Mu Zishi woke up, it was already time to hold the lamp. He slowly opened his eyes, the light in his eyes turned away, and he looked at Qi Yupei intently. Although his face was pale, his eyes were bright and clear: "Your Highness, I understand what you said just now. Yes, I also want to understand."

Qi Yupei smiled, put down the book, sat on the bed and patted his knee: "Come here."

Mu Zishi crawled over to find a comfortable position, the kitten seemed to be lying on his chest, rubbed his face, raised his head and asked, "How do you know those things?"

Qi Yupei said: "I'm guessing, but even if it's not quite right, it's at least seventy-eight percent right. If you don't believe me, when you're older, go ask Mrs. Mu yourself."

Mu Zishi said: "I believe it. I believe everything His Highness says."

After a moment of silence, my heart was sore, and I finally refused to despair: "But why didn't you make it clear to my father that day? Let him know that he was wrong?"

Qi Yupei stroked his soft hair: "Zi Shi, you can't explain everything clearly. One is that the authorities are obsessed, and I may not believe Mu Mian even if I tell you about it. The other is that he is selfish, cowardly, stubborn and cold. If you can’t look back, he will definitely not believe it. Besides, is there anyone who is not afraid of a word of death? He would rather drive you far away than take the risk of being tortured and killed by you.”

Mu Zishi Bingxue is smart, doesn't he know that Mu Mian has no father-son affection for him?The coldness of the flesh and blood is so far, but Qi Yupei regards himself as a treasure, and said in a daze for a while: "Why are you not afraid of being punished by me?"

Qi Yupei's smile was a bit weird: "I'm afraid or not, the result is the same."

Mu Zishi put his arms around his neck: "Your Highness, you are so kind to me. You specially found three hexagram masters just to let me know that I am not some ominous monster..."

As he spoke, he choked up slightly: "I don't know how to repay you."

Qi Yupei smiled lightly and said: "Well, you don't have to believe those things at all... What Mrs. Mu said was just a trick left over from the palace. Zishi, you are a good boy, you are not some evil monster, this knot has been solved , I will be happy in the future, and I will be very happy."

Mu Zishin agreed, smiling brightly with tears in his eyes.

Qi Yupei looked at his small face carefully, and felt that the eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were all exquisite and exquisite, and for a moment his heart was filled with vicious tenderness, and he whispered in an almost inaudible voice: "Mu Zishi, you have no father and no father." My mother is homeless, I picked you up, and I am the only one who treats you well. Your heart, even the bones and scum, should be mine. I belong to you alone, and no one can take it away... When I am gone, no one will remember, but you will always have me in your heart."

Mu Zishi could not hear clearly, but felt that his voice was still as clean and pleasant as a stream even though it was lowered.

If there is a god in this world, it is Qi Yupei. Whether Qi Yupei lives or dies, it is Mu Zishi's unshakable belief in this life. It is only in the deepest part of his heart and will never fade.

On the nineteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, with the sound of firecrackers, the yamen and palaces were sealed, the door gods were posted on the palace gates, and general charcoal was placed.

The general charcoal is made by skilled craftsmen to crush the charcoal, mix it with various spices, and mold it into Qin Qiong Yuchi and judge Zhong Kui more than two feet high, wrapped in silk and satin and decorated with gold colors, only showing black face and black hands, standing in pairs at the gates of the palace. Suppress evil spirits and avoid evil spirits.

Mu Zishi was very curious, so he ran to observe for a long time, and accompanied General Tan to guard the palace gate for half an hour. It was so cold that the popsicle seemed to be carried back to the East Palace by Qi Yupei.

It was the first time for Mu Zishi to celebrate the new year in a serious and prosperous way. He was so excited that he was like a monkey with a lock unlocked, but Wu Shigui was still as strict as usual, looking at Mu Zishi who was jumping around, his mouth itched. Wanting to scold his hands and want to beat him up, but Mu Zishi is really good-looking, and his homework is not sloppy at all. Wu Shigui gritted his teeth for a while, so he could only reprimand with a straight face: "Sages are disciples, princes and ministers, you should be indifferent and quiet, with clear ambitions and far-reaching goals...you This jumping up and down, is the Donggong study a big stage or a teahouse?"

It just so happened that after the crown prince was exempted from the government, he was bored and went to class with Mu Zishi. Hearing this, he quickly laughed and said, "Zi Shi is still young, and his nature is more precious than innocence. Sir, please let him go for a few days."

It's hard for me to completely untie Mu Zishi's heart knot for several years, how can I let this Mr. Dong Hong drive him into depression again?

Master Wu gasped in his chest. It just so happened that last night he ate too much pork head meat and old wine. As soon as he came home from the palace, his upper body was blocked and his lower body was diarrhea. Falling down, entering the golden years one day ahead of schedule.

The next day, Mu Zishi slept until the sun was up, and when he woke up, Bi Luo smiled and said, "It's considered awake. If you don't get up again, they will eat up all the good things His Royal Highness sent you!"

Mu Zishi stretched his waist, a little confused: "His Royal Highness?"

Biluo scratched his nose: "Can't remember? Prince Fengjing, you were brought back by him!"

Mu Zishi was overjoyed and jumped out of bed: "I'm going to see it!"

But he was held down by Bi Luo, who was dressed nicely and warm inside and out, like a happy white bun, and put on a fox fur cap, and then let him leave the bed.

But Mu Zishi spread out his two small arms: "Where are the things? Where are the things that were given to me without injury?"

Bi Luo tidied up the bedding: "In the outer room, His Royal Highness is waiting for you."

Years ago, Feng Jing Wang Qi Xiang presented a gift to the emperor as usual, Qi Wushang was far away in Yongliang, but thinking of Mu Zishi, he prepared a separate copy for him and sent it to Zhaoxu Hall.

Qi Yupei was sitting in front of the table, casually playing with a small magpie painting bow. Seeing Mu Zishi rushing towards him, he said calmly: "It's all given to you by the third brother. Take a look, can you do what you want?"

Mu Zishi took the bow, tugged it but didn't pull it away, feeling a bit ashamed, holding back all his strength, and pulled it hard again, trembling barely opened half an inch, but his arm was so sore, Now pouted and complained: "This is not good!"

Qi Yupei said with a smile: "This bow, copper hoop, jade horns, and deer rubber rhinoceros strings, the third brother obviously put a lot of thought into it, so it's not a good word?"

Although Mu Zishi couldn't draw the bow, he couldn't put it down in his heart: "Shooting is one of the six arts. I will save it for later and study hard."

Qi Yupei looked at him coldly, and slowly opened his palm: "This... You have to thank you, third brother."

Mu Zishi leaned over to take a look, and saw that it was just a small round bone bead, the whole body was hollowed out and inlaid with gold, and the pattern was very similar to the feathers of a phoenix. , Seeing this bone bead, I felt a strange feeling of déjà vu, I couldn't help reaching out to hold it, the palm of my hand was faintly hot, and asked: "What is this?"

Qi Yupei picked up the letter on the table: "It is an object worn by Dan Hualing of the Pumanwu clan in the past dynasties. Your mother was the last Dan Hualing before the clan was exterminated. She was sold into the Central Plains in the past, but she didn't want this bead to remain In Saibei, wandering around, was accidentally found by the third brother."

Mu Zishi was extremely grateful, and secretly decided that he would never laugh at Qi Wushang's lapped legs anymore. He lit the lamp and read at night, and wrote a letter to Qi Wushang, telling him that before his arms and legs were stiff, he should quickly use a wooden bull. If the tendons are bound for several years, they will surely return to straightness.

Mu Zishi asked Qi Yupei to correct and polish this letter first, the prince glanced at ten lines at a glance, and the corner of his mouth twitched twice: "There is no need to change it, this is very good."

After Qi Wushang received the letter, he rumbled over the table, drew his sword and looked around furiously, wishing he could raise his tent and command troops to fight back to Chenjing, step down Zhaoxu Hall to capture Mu Zishi alive, and finally lowered his head to look carefully at his two long gourds. Legs, sighed, and really quietly found four boards to tie his legs to sleep at night.

The prince is deeply loved by the emperor, and the East Palace is comparable to a small imperial court. It has its own officials and servants, Zhan Shiyuan, Chuqing Envoy, Chuzhengyuan, and Gongfu Mansion. Putting it back in the Qingping Hou Mansion, no one dared to point fingers.

In addition to practicing calligraphy for two hours every day, Mu Zishi eats several cans of snacks in his arms in turn. Biluo diligently cracks walnuts and peels pine nuts every night, eating so much that Mu Zishi loses several teeth, and his mouth is full of water chestnuts. The words are leaking, thin arms and legs, but they have grown a lot of flesh secretly, the skin on the face is more and more radiant and transparent, the jade snow is rolling in the porcelain, and the milk is congealed in it, even the Queen Luo can't help but pinch it when she sees it. I took several handfuls.

On New Year's Eve, when the gods stepped on the new year, Mu Zishi stepped on the sesame stalks laid on the road in the East Palace, and laughed. Qi Yupei also brought Mu Zishi to the New Year's Eve dinner. The lights and candles are brilliant, music and dance acrobatics, and a hundred opera performances are very lively.

When we got back to the East Palace, it was already late at night, the firecrackers were flourishing, the fireworks were all over the sky, and the New Year's Eve was observed until midnight. Mu Zishi couldn't stand it anymore, rubbed his eyes several times, and finally fell asleep lying on the table. Bi Luo carried him to the bed , smiled and tucked the corner of the quilt, and blew out the candle, leaving only a small lamp.

When Mu Zishi woke up on the first day of the new year, the sun was shining through the window, and the warmth was melting. He suddenly thought of the desolation and loneliness in the other courtyard in the suburbs of the city a few months ago, and couldn't help being a little stunned, wondering whether he was in a trance or not.

Just in a daze, only hearing a burst of silver bells and laughter, Bi Luo led the maidservants and eunuchs of Zhaoxu Palace to salute and say auspiciously. Seeing his ignorant expression, Bi Luo blinked and said with a funny smile: "My lord, reward your slaves!" Let's get some good stuff!"

Mu Zishi came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Aren't all my good things kept by you?"

Bi Luo snorted, and came up to help him put on a new suit: "Who really wants your things? His Royal Highness has already rewarded the slaves for you... Hurry up, wash your face and have breakfast."

Mu Zishi said sadly: "It's already the first day of junior high school, and there are four more happy days, so I have to go to the study again."

Bi Luo was also quite worried: "You have lost more than half of your teeth now, will you not be able to recite the book later, and be beaten by Mr. Wu?"

Mu Zishi was so angry: "You can't expect me to be good?"

Bi Luo pursed her lips and smiled.

Two days later, Mu Zishi was hanging his wrists to practice calligraphy and reading vigorously, when suddenly a eunuch from Liangyi Palace came over and said: "The empress announces that Mr. Mu will go over."

Mu Zishi felt a bit guilty towards the Luo family, so he first asked, "Where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

The eunuch said: "Your Highness is also at Madam's place."

Mu Zishi felt relieved, put down his pen and flicked his wrist, and happily led Bi Luo away.

As soon as he entered the Nuan Pavilion of the Liangyi Palace, he saw the queen in a phoenix robe sitting upright, with a faint and reserved smile on her face, and Qi Yupei sitting on the side seemed a little uneasy.

Next, a bejeweled noble lady sat on the embroidered pier with half of her buttocks, and beside her was a seven or eight-year-old child, who was gorgeously dressed, handsome but with a hint of arrogance.