Cultivation plan for ill junior and junior after rebirth

◎Nowadays, a Mingjun like Huangxiong is needed to return the world to a river of Qinghaiyan◎

What did Su Tianyi do?

He found that the courtyard where his daughter lived was very similar to the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River where a family of four used to live. Qianqian must be homesick.

I couldn't do anything before my daughter was alive, at least let her return to her hometown after she was born, without leaving any regrets.

Old Man Tianyi's martial arts had reached the peak, but in a short while, he came to the tombs of concubines scattered around the imperial mausoleum. The guards of the tombs were just some remnants of soldiers and veterans. To Su Tianyi, it was like entering a no-man's land.

He quickly found Concubine Shu's tomb, and the wind swept over him, and the soil exploded to both sides, revealing the dark coffin inside.

"Daughter, Daddy will take you home right away." Immediately, he opened and raised his hands, and the heavy coffin broke through the ground and rose from the ground.

"Who is it?" It should be that the loud noise just now alarmed the grave guards.

Su Tian slapped the wind and swept it away, and the ground returned to its original state.Then, he carried the coffin with one arm, and within a few ups and downs, he had drifted away.

When a group of tomb guards took up their weapons and heard the sound, there was no one in sight, only a few wild cats walked past them leisurely.

Su Tianyi traveled against the wind all the way, and before lunch, he bound the coffin and arrived at Jiangnan Courtyard, his former residence decades ago.

He lightly knocked on the brass ring on the door, and after a while, an old man's voice sounded in the courtyard: "Here we come, we come."

This old man is called Uncle Zhong by the people around him, everyone in his old club is dead and scattered, and now he is the only janitor left in the formerly bustling courtyard.

Uncle Zhong staggered to open the door, and was about to ask who he was looking for... When he looked up, he saw a person standing outside the door with a coffin on his shoulders. He immediately took a few steps back in shock, and wanted to close the door without even thinking about it.

"Uncle Zhong, it's me." Su Tian said with one hand on the door panel.

"Master?! You are back, what is this?" Uncle Zhong's voice was a little excited.

"Qianqian is homesick, I brought her back." After speaking, Su Tian walked into the courtyard.

"Miss~" Uncle Zhong trembled, and then choked up again, "Okay~ okay~ just go home~" Then he closed the door and followed the master tremblingly to prepare for the funeral.

After Su Tian had buried the coffin with the ancestors of the Ruan family, set up a memorial tablet in the ancestral hall, and settled all matters, it was already afternoon application time.

Su Tianyi asked Uncle Zhong to prepare some food at will, and simply finished his lunch.

It's too old to be dissatisfied, the old man Tianyi sighed while lying on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, holding a cup of hot tea.

The steam from the tea moistened his eyes, and old man Su wanted to lift his sleeves to wipe the corners of his eyes.

A silvery bell-like laughter suddenly came from beside my ear, "Giggle~hehe~Daddy~Daddy~What kind of tree is this?"

The girl with a pendulous bun pointed to a newly planted sapling, and she was riding on the neck of a young and middle-aged man and asked coquettishly.

"This is called a loquat tree. It produces a kind of fruit called loquat. The flesh is sweet and sour. My sweet girl will definitely like it."

"Mother, mother, hug, when can the girl eat loquat?"

At this time, a beautiful woman came over, she took the girl gently and hugged her in her arms, smiled and nodded the girl's small nose, "See if we are so greedy, we will be able to eat loquats next year."

"Oh~ oh~ ok~ ok~ next year there will be loquats to eat." The girl laughed and rubbed herself down from the woman's arms, and ran away to play in the distance happily.

Seeing this, the young man and the beautiful woman looked at each other with a smile, shook their heads dotingly, and finally followed them uneasy, and the figure of the family of three gradually faded away...

The old man's voice and smile disappeared, and the interlacing of memory and reality made Su Tianyi dazed for a moment. He put down the cold tea cup, got up and walked to a corner of the courtyard. The small sapling he planted by himself that year is now as graceful as a cover.

He looked at it in silence for a long time, raised his hand and patted the tree trunk lightly, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Good girl, next year there will be loquats to eat..." The ending sound dissipated in the air, Su Tian turned around and walked out the door with his hands behind his back .

A gust of cold wind blew up, rolled up the hem of the old man's clothes and rattled, and the branches and leaves of the big tree swayed and made a rattling sound, as if responding to something...

In the palace, Qi Jingyan, who had finished his lunch, was suffering unspeakably, being supervised by the painter to practice calligraphy. While writing, he thought that it was time for the emperor to come to him.

Finally, after writing the third piece of paper, I heard Yuan Fu's voice, "Fifth Highness, Your Highness invites you to go to the Huxin Pavilion to enjoy the snow, and let's see how your handwriting is doing."

At some point in the sky, fine snowflakes fluttered down one after another, falling in the imperial city with red walls and yellow tiles, which was very beautiful.

Qi Jingyan sighed again in his heart: Senior Cha is worthy of being a fortune teller, saying that there will be snow within two days is not a coincidence.

"It's snowing, it's so cold in the pavilion, what should I do if I catch the wind and cold..." Ruhua muttered reluctantly after hearing this.

Qi Jingyan pretended not to hear, grabbed the three finished papers and put them in the copybook, took the copybook, and ran out the door excitedly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the palace gate, the cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed towards him, and he was instantly so fascinated that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Ru Hua followed closely behind: "Your Highness, slow down, this servant will hold the copybook for you."

Yuan Fu waited outside the door with a white plum paper umbrella. When he saw His Highness the Fifth Prince coming out, he hurried forward and shook off the fox fur cloak he had prepared in advance and put it on him.

Qi Jingyan put the fluffy fur hat on his head, and the warm and thick fox fur dispelled the cold all over his body.

"You don't need to go to Ruhua, just leave it to me, Your Highness." Yuan Fu said to Ruhua who was about to go together.

Entering the painting puffed up his cheeks with a face of reluctance, but he could only obey orders.

Yuan Fu turned around and helped His Highness take the copybook from his arms, and handed him a small hand stove for him to warm his hands and play with.

Then lowered their waists, and carefully opened an umbrella for Qi Jingyan to cover the snowflakes falling from the sky, and the two walked towards the Huxin Pavilion at a leisurely pace.

The snow is not heavy, and it gets wet quickly when it falls on the ground, and it disappears when you step on it.

It was hard for him to speak just now, and now there is no one around, Qi Jingyan raised one eyebrow, and looked at Yuan Fu with a mocking face: "Yuan Fu, why do you think you are more attentive today?"

Yuan Fu said sincerely: "What is this, Your Highness, it is the duty of a slave to serve His Highness well."

"Huh?" Qi Jingyan continued to stare at him with an expression on his face that you are less afraid of flattery.

Yuan Fu smiled wryly and said in a low voice: "Your Highness is safe and sound. His Highness the Fifth Highness is like a kindness to Yuan Fu this time, even if it is a cow or a horse, the little ones are obliged."

Qi Jingyan waved his hand and said: "It's just a coincidence that I found out this time. In this deep palace, it's easy to hide a sharp spear and a hidden arrow is hard to guard against. Especially the emperor brother is a thorn in the flesh of some people. You have to be more careful in the future. "

"Yes, I will remember the teachings of His Highness the Fifth Highness." Yuan Fu respectfully agreed.

He looked down at His Highness Fifth Highness's fat baby face, which looked even more pink and jade-made against the snow-white fox fur, as delicate and lovely as a doll walking off a New Year painting, but he never dared to look down on him.

If it was said that before, he only cared for His Highness for his sake, but now he is respectful and obedient from the bottom of his heart.

During the conversation, the two walked onto an exquisite stone bridge made of white marble, and not far from the bridge was the Huxin Pavilion.

In fact, it is not a lake in the true sense, but an ornamental water area excavated artificially. Because the pavilion is suspended above the pool water, there is only a wooden corridor path to walk through, so it is nominated for the "Huxin Pavilion".

Looking from a distance from the bridge, amidst the mist of fine snow, there is a man in a white robe in the pavilion who is raising his head and bowing his head, swishing ink on paper.

Qi Jingyan murmured in his heart: Brother Huang really came to check and practice calligraphy?

When we got closer, windproof curtains were hung around the pavilion, and only the side facing the white marble bridge was pulled up to enjoy the scenery.

Yuan Fu raised his hand and raised the curtain, Qi Jingyan came in, a burst of warmth came over him, a smoked cage was lit in the pavilion, and sandalwood was placed beside it, the white smoke curled up, making him feel relaxed and happy.

"Is Xiao Yan'er here?" Qi Jingluo continued to wave the brush with his right hand without raising his head.

"Yes, Your Highness." Yuan Fu replied softly.

Qi Jingyan was really curious about what the emperor was doing so preoccupied, "da da da" ran to his side, and looked at the rice paper on the table.

What came into view was a picture of flowing water and falling snow on a small bridge, which actually showed him and Yuan Fu walking across the stone bridge just now.

Brother Huang has been intelligent since he was a child, and he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.This picture, which is about to be completed, is lifelike and lifelike, and it is a rare masterpiece.

Qi Jingyan couldn't help but blurted out admiration: "Brother Huang's painting skills are really wonderful!"

Qi Jingluo put away the last stroke, put the brush on the brush cup, and teased: "Don't think that you can skip the practice of calligraphy by just flattering a few words." Then, without waiting for Qi Jingyan to reply, "Yuan Fu, practice your highness well. Bring the characters in this hall to have a look."

Yuan Fu took out the paper sandwiched in the copybook, and presented it with both hands, "Your Highness, here it is."

Qi Jingluo took it and looked at it carefully.

Qi Jingyan didn't care, feeling a little hot, put the stove on the table, took off the fox fur cape, and asked Yuan Fu to hang it aside.Then he sat down on the stool opposite Brother Huang, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and drank slowly.

There were only three pieces of paper in total, and Qi Jingluo finished reading them in a short time. He shook the letter paper in his hand, and said with a leisurely smile, "That's right, it's a little bit better than before."

Qi Jingyan raised his eyebrows and remained silent, continuing to drink tea calmly.

Another gentle voice came: "Then Xiao Yaner, please come and say a few words about this painting of Brother Huang."

A sip of hot tea was almost spit out, "cough cough" Qi Jingyan coughed because of choking, he raised his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Brother Huang, don't tease me anymore, how can I write inscriptions for calligraphy and painting?"

Qi Jingluo stared at him, but smiled and said nothing.

Seeing Brother Huang's insistence, Qi Jingyan's eyelids twitched, and suddenly his head grew bigger. He could only get up and go to the table, picked up a brush, dipped it in some ink, and thought hard about what to ask.

Suddenly, a white and thin hand stretched out from behind, held the hand one size smaller than Qi Jingyan's, and slowly put forward a poem that fit the occasion on the scroll.

It turned out that Brother Huang intended to teach him how to write, which Qi Jingyan had never experienced in his two lifetimes. He slowly raised his head and looked at his elder brother standing behind him, feeling warm in his heart.

After finishing writing, Qi Jingluo let go of his hand, patted his head lightly, and said in a gentle tone, "Like what Brother Huang taught you to write just now, you need to practice more in the future."

"Well, I got it, thank you, Brother Huang." Qi Jingyan grinned her white teeth and showed a shy smile.

"Yuanfu, please put away this painting and let the attendants outside the pavilion deliver it to the study of the main hall." Qi Jingluo ordered, "Everyone else stay away for now, you just need to guard it outside the pavilion, this hall and Xiao Yan'er will understand. own words."

"Yes, Your Highness." Yuan Fu carefully dried the writing on the painting, carefully rolled it up, then took out a piece of silk cloth to seal the package, and then opened the curtain and went out.

Before the emperor brother could speak, Qi Jingyan asked first: "Emperor brother, have you taken the antidote on time? How do you feel now?"

Seeing his anxious and worried appearance, Qi Jingluo smiled in his eyes, and said in a soothing tone: "After eating, I feel much more relaxed, and I guess I can recover within three days."

Hearing this, Qi Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and was truly relieved.

"Brother Huang is really careless this time, how can you not check the things at the entrance." Qi Jingyan looked at him and said seriously.

Qi Jingluo rubbed his nose, and rarely said with a guilty conscience: "Who knew that someone could kill even their own children, and tiger poison would not even eat their children."

This sentence may still be applicable to folks, but unfortunately this is the imperial palace, under the temptation of power and fame, anything can happen.

I heard that there was a concubine in the previous dynasty. In order to fight for favor, she strangled her own daughter to death with her own hands and blamed another concubine who was favored at that time.

Seeing his disapproval and still talking, Qi Jingluo hurriedly changed the subject and asked how he knew he was poisoned.

It's rare to see the embarrassment on the emperor's brother who has always been calm and calm. Qi Jingyan softened his heart and talked about how he discovered his poisoning by chance.

I thought that I should be more careful in everything, and I believe that the emperor will be more cautious after this time, no matter how he still has Concubine Min and Yuan Fu by his side, so I didn't go into it further.

Qi Jingluo couldn't help sighing after hearing the twists and turns, "It's really almost a small mistake, and Yuan Fu will have to reward this lucky girl who is in the painting."

Qi Jingyan raised the corners of his mouth, took two sips of hot tea, moistened his throat, rolled his eyes as if thinking of something again.Tell him about the old martial arts case related to the poison that I learned from my grandfather, in order to remind him to be careful of Xiao Xiangguo's mansion.

Qi Jingluo also looked surprised when he heard that there was such an inside story.

After a while, he snorted and said with a sneer: "It seems that our Xiao Xiangguo's mansion is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! Don't worry, I will order people to investigate this matter secretly."

"By the way, Yan'er, Senior Su, I want to express my gratitude to him face to face. I wonder if you can recommend him?" Qi Jingluo said sincerely.

Qi Jingyan thought about it again and again, and decided to tell the whole story with the emperor, "Emperor brother, my grandfather is going to deal with some things, and he is not in the palace right now. He will come and take me away tomorrow morning."

"Oh, I'm not here, it's okay...Leave...What?! You want to leave the palace with Senior Su?!" Qi Jingluo was startled by the news and was a little incoherent.

Qi Jingyan gently put down the teacup, looked up at Brother Huang, and said in a serious tone: "Yes, in fact, I am here this time to bid farewell to Brother Huang."

Time in the pavilion seemed to stop suddenly, only the rustling sound of snow falling on the corners of the eaves and the curtains could be heard.

Qi Jingluo was holding the teacup that was emitting bursts of heat, and the lingering smoke curled up, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

After a long silence, he said in a sad tone: "Is Xiao Yan'er leaving the emperor too..."

Qi Jingyan felt a little sad when he heard that, and was about to relieve him.

Brother Huang seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up and he said, "What about the throne? Yan'er also abandoned it?"

Qi Jingyan was stunned. In his previous life, he already knew that he was not suitable for that high position. In this life, he vowed not to repeat the same mistakes.

He decided to speak his mind: "Brother Huang, looking at all the princes under my father's knees, you are the most suitable candidate. Brother Da Huang is a general, and his ambition is not here; compared to that position, I still I am more looking forward to a free life outside; as for Qi Jingpo, if he takes the stage, will the Xiao Party who support him give other heirs a way out?"

Brother Huang's eyes gradually dimmed, and Qi Jingyan continued: "Father is obsessed with seeking immortality and asking, the Xiao Party in the court is doing evil, and now we need a wise king like Brother Huang to return the world to a river of peace. I believe that under the governance of Brother Huang Under the sun, thousands of houses are brightly lit, and the prosperous scene of the country like a painting flag will not only appear in poems and prose."

Qi Jingluo was stunned by his royal brother's loud and loud remarks, his handsome face was stunned, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was opened, but he couldn't speak.

After a long time, he collapsed on the table in front of him as if he was discouraged, and said weakly: "It's all right for Concubine Mu and Yuan Fu to say so, why even Yan'er said that, why don't I know that I am so capable?"

Qi Jingyan had never seen Brother Huang look like this, he wanted to laugh but he had to hold back, and continued to say from the bottom of his heart: "Brother Huang is on the verge of attacking now, you and the Ji family are both prosperous and prosperous, and both are damaged, and the situation cannot be avoided. And give in. Besides, when I learn my skills from Grandpa, I will come back and help Brother Huang.”

Hearing these words, Qi Jingluo raised her upper body quickly, and stared seriously at Xiao Yan'er's eyes, "It's a deal, don't go back on your word!"

Watching him regain the youthful and lively demeanor that a teenage boy should have, and no longer put on the calm and polite air of his elder brother and prince like usual, Qi Jingyan felt that such a royal brother made people feel closer and more lively.

Hiding the smile in his eyes, Qi Jingyan made the promise: "Well, it's settled, it's a deal."

The author says:

Qi Jingluo said that it's really tiring to put on airs all day, I'm still a child!It is really refreshing to let go of yourself, hahaha~

Mother: Anyway, the person who will be the emperor in the future, please be careful, and be careful to become a black history! ￣□￣｜｜