Qingjiang Yin

The year Li Zhenyuan met Yuan Che for the first time, he was sixteen and Yuan Che was twelve.

The old emperor was wise and powerful in his early years, but in his later years he indulged in wine and sex, which led to the corruption of the government and the people's grievances.

"Those who have a good beginning are multiplied, and those who can overcome the end are a widow" is roughly speaking of this truth.

Yuan Che is his fourteenth son, ranked third from the bottom among all the princes, he was not favored by the old emperor, he was young and thin, and was bullied by his brothers and sisters, only Princess Yuan Xin, who was born to Concubine Lan, was three years older than him , took good care of him, so he became the emperor in the future, and he also respected this sister very much. Although she was not from the same mother, she was more like a sister.

Li Zhenyuan met him in the courtyard of Taichu.Taichuyuan belongs to the Taiyuan Academy, which is exclusively for the children of high-ranking officials of the royal family to study. At that time, Li Zhenyuan and Yuan Che were in the same class.

It stands to reason that Yuan Che is still young and shouldn't be with them, but the doctors of the Taichu Academy insisted so. Two silver-haired old men blew their beards and stared at a doll, and their most precious beards were pulled out in anger. A dozen.In the end, Dr. Yan defeated Dr. Ji and dragged the little Yuan Che into a group of teenagers.

Yuan Che's fashion is small, exquisite like a porcelain doll, with round cat eyes looking around uneasily, and his small face is cute and cute like a powder ball.

It is said to be the highest private school, but in those days, few people read seriously. Li Zhenyuan himself basically slept in class every day, drooling, and after class, he was like a restless sparrow. He didn't learn much about the serious Four Books and Five Classics. Fighting and skipping class, contradicting my husband has learned everything, and every time I roll my eyes with anger, I burst into tears because of my age.

When I got home, I was naturally beaten by General Zhen Guo's father for a while. After a long time, I was tired from the beating, so I let him go.The old emperor has become so stupid that no one will take care of this group of lawless children.

Although he is only 16 years old, all the children in the palace are young adults without exception, and gangs have been formed since he was 12 years old. He is the best with the sixth prince and the ninth prince. They all like to fight and make trouble. He can be called a villain the villains in.

Yuan Che was born here and grew up here, and when things happen, he puts forbearance first, treats him indifferently, never cares about it, let alone resists.

For some reason, Li Zhenyuan got tired of his unflappable behavior of rushing forward, and thought of thousands of ways to tease him, but he never saw him cry once, and he was bullied so badly that he only bit down. Lips, leaving a light mark, the cat's eyes are wide open, with a stubborn look on his face.

He is an interesting kid, although he has an old-fashioned look on his face.

The palace is really a cruel place. Li Zhenyuan's father, Li Chongming, is a great general of the country who has a heavy hand and is appreciated by the old emperor. He is the only one in the general's mansion. He wants to come to the empire's military and political power. Seeing that the old emperor indulged in sex and sex all day long, he made himself "sunset and dying", and there will be another four or five years at most, when the princes seize the throne, he will have to give him a helping hand. Who would dare to turn against him? Woolen cloth?

Besides, Li Zhenyuan was indeed taller and stronger than the boys of his age, and his boxing skills are not bad. Although he has read the Four Books and Five Classics to the back of his head, he has really read the books of war. The young general.

This group of princes, noble or young, were either helping each other, throwing trouble, or watching each other coldly, not caring, not a single one of them thought of the dignity of the royal family or the weak brotherhood, and offered to help.

Yuan Che was born without a mother, and he was raised by an unfavorable concubine. He has experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, and has long been accustomed to the sinister human heart. When encountering problems, the word "patience" hangs high in his heart, for fear of hurting his humble and disgraced adoptive mother.

As time went on, Li Zhenyuan became a little tired.

Spring to summer solstice.

On this day, Mr. Li was full of wine and food, and looked at a camphor tree at the door, which was full of branches and leaves. It was a good place to enjoy the cool and relieve the heat, so he climbed up the trunk, wanting to take a nap. , I heard a soft sound of footsteps.

He opened his eyes to take a closer look, but Yuan Che was holding a box of pastries from far to near.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and all the kings and grandchildren replaced the slightly thick brocade with light and breathable tulle, but Yuan Che was still wearing thick spring clothes. As he walked, his pink face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and even the bruises on his forehead Hair is soaked.

But he didn't bother to wipe it, he just carefully guarded the box of pastries in his hand, as if it was a precious treasure, and he was afraid of falling and knocking it.

That child concentrates on everything, let alone looking around when walking.Li Zhenyuan thought it was funny, and thought of playing tricks again, he jumped down from the tree trunk in a flash, and landed right in front of Yuan Che.

Yuan Che only felt a black shadow appear in front of his eyes for no reason, and he was taken aback. He took half a step back, not paying attention to the one in his hand, and the box of pastries was whisked to the ground by Li Zhenyuan.

The stone platform in front of the gate of Taichu Courtyard was swept every day, so it was spotless, but the snacks were soft, and the hard stones were broken into tens of millions of petals in an instant.

Yuan Che let out a low cry at first, looked up at Li Zhenyuan, then lowered his head silently, squatted down and bent over to pick up the debris.

Even though he only had one look, Li Zhenyuan still caught a glimpse of the distressed look in those cat eyes.There was a faint mist in the dark eyes, which was inexplicably distressing.

This was the first time he saw anything other than obedience and stubbornness on Yuan Che's face.

It's just a box of snacks, Li Zhenyuan thought contemptuously, what aggrieved look.

Yuan Che finished picking up the snacks, stood up, and walked into the door.

"Aren't you afraid?" Li Zhenyuan shouted at the little figure.Inexplicably somewhat unwilling emotions.

The early summer wind blows gently, as if it is emerald green, and the leaves of the camphor tree cast round light spots, bright like the singing of orioles.

Yuan Che paused for a moment, then turned around, raised those bright eyes to look directly at Li Zhenyuan, and his bundled black hair fell down softly on his temples.

Obviously at this time Yuan Che was quite short and Li Zhenyuan was quite tall, but Li Zhenyuan had the illusion that Yuan Che was looking down coldly from top to bottom.There was a wordless coercion emanating from that small body.

"Why should you be afraid?" Nen Fen's lips opened and closed, but her expression was cold, "You are just relying on your power and fists, and you don't have the ability to convince others. What can I be afraid of?"

As he spoke, he took some snacks and walked away quickly.

Li Zhenyuan stood at the door, his hands and feet were slightly cold.

Power and martial arts are originally unconvincing things.

He still remembered that ten years ago, when he was still only a six-year-old child, Li Chongming brought him to meet the emperor for the first time. The man sitting high on the throne also exuded the same cold aura, the kind that made people go to the bone marrow. There was a shuddering coldness in the depths.

Ten years later, the old emperor was no longer wise and powerful, and he gradually grew into a young hero. This matter was put behind him and he did not recall it for many years.

What reminded him of everything again was a child who was only ten years old.

"Perhaps," he murmured in a low voice, staring at the faint figure, "he's not a thing in the pool."

The author has something to say: the second update at 10:[-] XD