The happy life of the four masters of Qingbian

The 15th year of Yongzheng was the second year that the new emperor Hongjue came to the throne.

Although Yinzhen accepted his son's practice of continuing the reign title of the Qing Dynasty, he still personally took the honorary title for his son Hongjue, An Sheng, Emperor An Sheng.

At the gate of the Forbidden City, Hong Jue hurried over to welcome the distinguished guests.

I almost don't remember what the Forbidden City looks like, and I frowned a little, if it wasn't... I really don't want to come back, or, in my heart, I actually want to come back and have a look?

"Grandpa, the journey is tiring, Hongjue should take you back to the Marquis Mansion first?" Hongjue kept his posture very low, even though he didn't like leisure, Hongjue never dared to underestimate the old man in front of him.

It is inconvenient to keep guests in the palace, so the emperor specially greeted him at the gate of the palace, and expressed his willingness to surrender his status to escort the old Duke Ruiying back to his mansion. The young man was particularly surprised by the emperor's attitude.

Although Emperor An Sheng was not like Emperor Yongzheng, who often treated him with a stern face, there were very few people in the Qing Dynasty who could receive such preferential treatment from Emperor An Sheng.

Xinfeng put away his thoughts and looked straight at Hongjue who was in high spirits. In his memory, this child was not close to Sister Fanghua, and even had resentment. After all, the only one who could stop Yinzhen and Xianyi from doing good deeds Tong Fanghua is optimistic, "You have to be busy with court affairs, so let Yuchen accompany me to Jingren Palace."

"Hiss..." The guard at the palace gate who had never seen such a battle gasped, and the chief guard gave him a sharp stare. He hurriedly collected himself, but there were more doubts in his heart.

Yuchen was a big celebrity in front of Emperor An Cheng, and now the Nala clan is a legitimate family leader. However, many years ago, when Yuchen was only six or seven years old, he got the eye of Gu Lunqing and Princess Momo and took him to Jiangnan , Yuchen was under Tong Xinfeng's school, although he didn't study as a teacher, he practiced literature and martial arts and strategy, so Hongjue fell in love with him when he returned to the capital at the age of nine.

Hearing this, Hong Jue didn't care about this uncle's rudeness, besides, Hong Jue himself always respected others as elders, "It's rare for my uncle to return to Beijing, no matter how big the matter is, it can't compare to being with my uncle to talk about it." , let’s go, if you don’t mind, how about Hongjue and Yuchen accompany you to Jingren Palace?”

In other words, Hong Jue had never been so respectful and polite in front of Yinzhen in the past, but now the respect in his eyes is genuine.

Xin Feng squinted his eyes, seeing Hong Jue let himself look at him calmly, and soon, Xin Feng smiled, really, he is already very old, can't he really care about a junior today?Besides, Sister Fanghua never minded... Sister likes Yinzhen, and naturally she likes Yinzhen's only son and daughter.

"Master Tong, the master is also very filial, you see?" Yuchen called "Master Tong" just like in the past, because he knew that Xinfeng didn't like titles like Lord Hou. In Yuchen's heart, even if Tong Xinfeng only taught It has been more than two years for him, but he is undoubtedly the teacher of reengineering.

Xin Feng nodded and responded to Hong Jue.In fact, it has been many years. When Momo, Hongyu and the others came to Jiangning Mansion, they kept mentioning this Hongjue in his ears, and they were full of praise. , The appearance of neither arrogance nor impetuosity, I have to admit, it is really a good thing.

Until accompanying Xinfeng in Jingren Palace, Hongjue insisted on sending the uncle back to the Hou Mansion in person, and Xinfeng did not refuse. When he arrived at the Houfu, Hongjue took advantage of the opportunity and left Hongjue in the study. Stay outside.

Xinfeng's expression changed, becoming very serious, "Where's Yinzhen?"

Hong Jue has been speculating in his mind about this uncle's intention to come to Beijing, "Ama hasn't been back to Beijing since she traveled in 13 years."

"13 years... why did you abdicate?" Xin Feng's eyes froze, and he shot towards Hong Jue with a cold light.

Although Hongjue has only been on the throne for two years, he has not been protected by Ama Yinzhen for these two years, and even his eighth uncle Yunyu left Beijing with his ninth uncle Yunyu. Hongjue's two years of emperor life depended on Holding up the sky of the Qing Dynasty by himself, he is not afraid of the murderous pressure of the new seal, and because he has a clear heart, "Ama said, Hongjue can take on a big responsibility."

It's rare to win a low position, and Yinzhen just let go?Xinfeng understood Yinzhen, but still had doubts, "Where are you now?"

It has been two years since I abdicated, and Xinfeng has a stubborn temper. I think of Fanghua's sister's entrustment, and Yinzhen's abdication for no reason. Although Yinzhen and Xianyi send letters to Jiangning every few months, but It's inevitable that you will be worried.

Hong Jue was really surprised, "Uncle, Hong Jue doesn't know about Ama's whereabouts, but only receives Ama's safety letter every few months...So, Uncle, are you worried about Ama?" Hong Jue was sensitive , and soon found one or two from the undisguised eyes.

Yongzheng 13 years, is a curse.

This is a sentence that Tong Fanghua left to Xinfeng back then, she hoped that Yinzhen could turn evil into good luck.

Originally it was fine, but Xinfeng suddenly got the news of Yinzhen's abdication in Jiangning. Even though he knew that Yinzhen was only abdicating and he was in good health, he hadn't seen Yinzhen's figure for two years, and Xinfeng couldn't ask Yinzhen from the letter. Due to the current situation, I couldn't help but go back to the capital to find out.

……

"Ah Choo... Ah Choo..." Yinzhen lowered his head, sneezing continuously.

Xian Yi quickly cast a concerned look, "What's the matter? Did you catch a cold last night?" There was a bit of a smile in the words.

Yinzhen glared at Xian Yi, but didn't answer. Last night, this guy had another convulsion. Both of them are in their 40s. Xian Yi actually dared to drag her to jump into the river and play in the water. Although the weather is hot, he can't stand the night cold.

Yinzhen, who hadn't been sick for many years, did not catch a cold.

Xian Yi rubbed his nose and took the medicine bowl that he had prepared long ago. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Yinzhen's staring eyes were full of sorrow, "Ahem... I was wrong, it was too much. Quick, drink this medicine." , the effect is quick..."

Yinzhen glanced away, ignored it, and felt uncomfortable when he smelled the medicine, so he kept sneezing.

Xian Yi finally felt a little regretful in his heart, and brought the medicine bowl to Yinzhen, "Just this bowl, just drink it up." It was as if he was juggling, but he did not know where he got the candied fruit.

Yinzhen has been picky about food since he was a child, not to mention taking medicine, and it has remained the same for decades.

"It's just a little cold, there is no need to drink medicine, it will be fine slowly." Yinzhen spoke slowly, but his attitude was indeed quite firm.

Although Yinzhen's health has been very good these years, except for the assassination and injury, he has no ailments, but Xian Yi remembers his dislike of taking medicine.

In fact, the water last night was a hot spring in the forest, which was already good for the body, and it was completely unexpected for Yinzhen to catch the cold, "Hey, forget it, you don't like to drink this medicine... Hey, it's all my negligence You are so sick and didn't take good care of you. My aunt is in the spirit of heaven, so she will blame me? Back then, I made an oath in front of my aunt, saying that if I couldn't take good care of you, I would..."

Xian Yi's expression was full of sadness.

"Isn't it just that you're suffering from the cold, what are you doing...huh!" Yinzhen intercepted Xian Yi's words, and he didn't want to say any more unfavorable words, unable to withstand Xian Yi's provocation, "Bring it. "

Gululu, frown, frown tightly.

The next moment, the medicine bowl was taken by Xian Yi, and there was a taste of sweetness in his mouth.

Xian Yi is helpless, Yin Zhen, only Tong Fanghua can restrain her.

Yinzhen didn't miss Xian Yi's loneliness, "Apart from you, who else would dare to talk about my mother in front of me?" He hummed, and went to lie down and rest.He is rarely willing to explain in words.

Xian Yi was stunned, if it was before, Yinzhen might not always be aware of his thoughts, but since he abdicated two years ago, his heart... really, is between the two of them.

The corners of Xian Yi's mouth turned up, and he dodged to hug Yinzhen who had just taken off his coat and lifted the quilt, "Together." He hugged Yinzhen in his arms, hugged him tightly, and lay down together.