drunk spring branch

The actors on the stage were babbling and singing, and the emperor in the audience was very happy, and even happily patted the slender hand of the beloved concubine beside him. The concubine smiled sweetly and shyly.

"Okay, very good! Zhou Zesheng, thank you."

Ming Xuanjin narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said with a glance.

The chief eunuch behind him got the order, bent down to answer, turned around and muttered a few words, and sent someone to give a reward.

"Does Aifei still like it?"

Ming Xuanjin turned sideways, and unabashedly scratched the nose of the woman beside him.

Everyone present knew that it was the emperor's favorite concubine, Concubine Yu.

"The concubine listened a lot when I was a child, but I always liked it very much. Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Concubine Yu had two small dimples when she smiled, and she had the attitude of a cute little girl.The charm of his eyebrows and eyes was somewhat similar to that Yan Guichen who was always dressed in black and was always elusive.

"You have to thank my good brother, he chose him for this trip to the garden."

Ming Xuanjin looked sideways, jokingly aiming at Ming Xuanyu who was watching the stage coldly.

"Thank you King Xiang."

Concubine Yu thanked him politely and said no more.

Ming Xuanjin had seen this play.He didn't know why he would choose some plays such as Shiro's visit to his mother on weekdays, why he changed to Kunqu opera, and even ordered a play that didn't talk about loyalty to the country on the battlefield, but instead ordered a play about the love of children.

Actually, Ming Xuanyu himself didn't know.Perhaps it was because Jingzhu was viewing the garden in Prince Xiang's mansion that day, and he said that this experience was a dream in the garden.Therefore, today the emperor invited him to watch a play in the palace's Liyuan, and by accident, he ordered this show.

"This role of Du Liniang has a bit of aura."

Ming Xuanyu took a sip of tea, trying to change the subject.

"I think it's not safe for Liniang to be agile. If this aura is evenly distributed to Chunxiang, it will come alive. Xuan Yu, do you like playing the role of Liniang?"

Ming Xuanjin smiled wantonly, as if there was something in his words.But Ming Xuanyu didn't know very well, he had no interest in people in and out of the play, so he still put on that expressionless iceberg face, no one could guess what he wanted in his heart.

"Seventh-rate opera singers, eight-rate singers, are not good enough for us."

As if talking to himself, but also as if doing it on purpose, Ming Xuanjin smiled, touched Concubine Yu's hand and continued to listen to the play.

Coming out of the palace, the sky began to darken.Wanting to drink some hot wine to warm up his body, Ming Xuanyu temporarily decided to go to Zuixian Pavilion instead.

A play is tasteless to hear.It's not that the play is boring, it's just that when I think of Concubine Yu, I always feel that I have more resistance to Ming Xuanjin.

Before Concubine Yu became Concubine Yu, it was obviously a secret between close friends.The emperor is ruthless and will not think deeply about his actions.And that Concubine Yu, probably, is not worthy of being a secret.

The cold wind blows slowly, and the clouds are shrouded.Before arriving at the destination, it suddenly began to rain.The rain wasn't heavy, but it was bitingly cold, and gradually wrapped in pieces of snow, it fell from the sky.

Fortunately, the weather was gloomy before going out, so I brought an umbrella with me.In this kind of weather, nestling in a small building watching the wind and snow outside, drinking a pot of hot wine, is the most touching.Therefore, Ming Xuanyu quickened his pace.

Suddenly, a strange yet familiar voice on the side of the road attracted his attention.

It's Jingzhu, and a little boy who doesn't seem to know each other.Jing Zhu squatted on the ground, under the bleak and intertwined branches of a peach tree.And the little boy was facing him, as if he was listening to what he said seriously, and he hesitated to answer from time to time.Ming Xuanyu couldn't hear what they were talking about, even if he approached quietly, he could only hear a vague general idea about beating children and why your wife is so fierce.

When approaching, Ming Xuanyu asked softly "Why are you here", but unexpectedly the little boy seemed to be frightened, and ran away with a loud yell.

Is the sound so scary that it scares the child to cry?Ming Xuanyu began to doubt himself, but Jing Zhu in front of him was not surprised or scared at all, just had a smirk on his face.

In fact, Jing Zhu didn't know what he was laughing at, or the boy's reaction, or Ming Xuanyu's coming at the right time.

"I'm waiting for someone who is destined."

Jing Zhu got up, tilted his head and smirked.

"What predestined relationship?"

Ming Xuanyu still had an expressionless iceberg face, but his tone was much more relaxed.

"Green Ant New Brewed Wine, Red Clay Small Stove."

Without saying it directly, Jing Zhu paced with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and reciting poems, but he looked like a rascal.

Ming Xuanyu wasn't confused or annoyed by this inappropriate answer.He is a person who likes to be quiet, rather than a group of people getting together to drink and drink, he prefers to be alone in the corner, drinking with a bright moon and forming three people.

But he's more of a hobbyist.For example, now, compared to listening to Ming Xuanjin and his concubine Yu being greasy and crooked, or listening to Yan Guichen sneering and sarcastic in front of him, it is better to listen to Jing Zhu's drinking and joking, market gossip, and unofficial history rumors.

Can you drink a cup of snow when you come here late?

Can drink, of course can drink, Jingzhu is very happy.He has always liked drinking, but it's a bit difficult to drink too much.For example, now, I have to take Ming Xuanyu to go home and look at the broken stove where I slept for two nights, how delicious the plate of salted peanuts was as my last possession, and what can be seen on the crumbling roof. starry sky.

Perhaps it was Ming Xuanyu's responsible attitude towards the people who accompanied him to get drunk, or maybe he knew that Du Yuan was coming to the Prince Xiang's mansion tonight, so he deliberately wasted his time and didn't want to go back.By coincidence, Ming Xuanyu was half dragged and half hugged by Jing Zhu all the way back to the small dilapidated hut that was about to collapse into a dilapidated house.

The fence that was knocked over by Ming Xuanyu was lifted up and re-reinforced with big branches as thick as a forearm, but it was quite abrupt, as if it had been patched on the fence, and the cold wind and snow made it look a bit desolate .The big yellow dog in the yard next door saw someone coming back, and barked from a distance across the yard wall.

Chaimen smelled the bark of the dog, and the snowy night returned to others.

Although it is a dilapidated hut, it can withstand some wind and cold.Jing Zhu swayed slightly drunk, Ming Xuanyu wanted to take him to the bed to rest, but because he couldn't find a place and had the brute force of a drunk, he was dragged into the kitchen by his arms.

Ming Xuanyu was even more unfamiliar with this place.Can this also be called a kitchen?The room is so small that only two people can walk around each other, and there are some bamboo baskets in the corner, which contain all kinds of bottles and cans that look like waste products.Although it is clean, it is also messy.There are no fruits and vegetables, rice noodles, oil and firewood, but a pile of tatters.

"Here, here! I slept here yesterday and the day before yesterday, at the feet of Lord Stove... I will have enough to eat!"

Jing Zhu looked like a lively and not very smart monkey, shaking his sleeves and laughing, pointing to the stove.

"Stove Lord...?"

Following the direction of Jing Zhu's finger, Ming Xuanyu couldn't help frowning.Except for a pot that was cleaner than the face of this silly monkey, there was no idol enshrined.

"Oh, Lord Stove! Look, that's it!"

As he spoke, Jing Zhu pouted and began to take off his shoes.

Ming Xuanyu was stunned by this, and he didn't know what he would do next.Jing Zhu really didn't let him down, took off his shoes, lifted the hem of his gown, stretched his long legs, and jumped onto the stove, clasping his hands together, trying to make himself smile kindly.

As a prince, how have you ever seen such a presumptuous scene without etiquette?Ming Xuanyu's Bingshan face finally changed a bit, but it is impossible to smile, his eyes widened a bit, he gently twisted Jing Zhu's sleeve, and called him to come down.

To my surprise, Jing Zhu was very obedient.He muttered something quietly in his mouth, "Listen to my wife", and came down obediently.Of course, Ming Xuanyu didn't hear this sticky soliloquy clearly.

"The roof... hey!"

Jing Zhu, who jumped down from the stove, smiled and stabilized his feet, and pointed in the direction of the top of his head.

Without any explanation, Jing Zhu grabbed Ming Xuanyu's hand, ran out of the kitchen, and walked around to the back of the house.The thatched hut is small, and the yard is not very big. There is a ladder behind the hut, leaning against the eaves, which seems not very strong.

It was already late, but the dim candlelight in the room shone through the window, and it was considered clear to see the road under our feet.Jing Zhu rolled up his sleeves and climbed up the ladder. After climbing two or three steps, he turned slightly sideways, smiled and extended his hand to Ming Xuanyu who was standing under the ladder.

This man is so wild.But the way he laughed heartily didn't seem to be irritating.

The river of stars was scattered, and the night was covered with veils, gently covering the man's body, standing at a slightly higher place and stretching out his hand.

Since childhood, Ming Xuanyu has been taught to be cautious in words and deeds, and every action must conform to the status of a prince.Ritual and music shoot the number of imperial books, but I have never learned to go up to the house to expose the tiles, jump up and down.

At that moment, as far as Ming Xuanyu was concerned, Jingzhu seemed to be more than just Jingzhu.After a short moment of astonishment, Ming Xuanyu also stretched out his hand to grab it, lifted the folds of the hem of the cumbersome embroidered dress, exerted strength under his feet, and was pulled by Jing Zhu to climb up the ladder together, and climbed up the roof with fear.

But there are no stars on a snowy day, and apparently someone who was drunk hadn't thought of that.

Sitting casually on the roof, Jing Zhu almost lay down, Ming Xuanyu was worried that he would fall down if he really slipped and lay down, so he frowned and grabbed Jing Zhu's sleeve.Feeling being restrained by a force, someone was also very obedient, and leaned towards them smoothly, sitting side by side, but cleverly kept a certain distance.

It's snowing all over the sky, eloquently.There was already white snow on the ground, and the cold wind of the snowy night made Jing Zhu lose some of his alcohol smell. He rubbed his eyes and forced himself to perceive the situation soberly.

That’s right, it’s on the roof of his own house, and it’s also the place he often comes to. He can look up at the sky, without any dead branches to block him, and he can also see a few painted oil-plastic lanterns hanging on the trees facing the wind and snow at the street corner. He hung it up with his own hands, in order to light the way for those who come home at night here.

It's just that tonight, there is one more person beside me.

He tried to cheer up, but when his drunkenness faded, Jing Zhu began to feel that his thoughts and behaviors were uncontrollable.What a prince, he dragged him to the house in the middle of the night to expose the tiles?

"Then what... I'll show you a big chest... Ah no, let me play the flute for you? Haha, haha..."

Jing Zhu smiled awkwardly, and fumbled for a bamboo flute from his waist.

"it is good."

Ming Xuanyu responded with a cold voice, but the corners of his lips naturally raised slightly on his unchanging Bingshan face, even he himself didn't notice it.