Dream Hua Embers Records

"Here, is Daliang City?" Yan Yin was carried off the horse by Yan Qihao, stomping his numb feet, wandering around with a pair of dark eyes, and asked excitedly.

"No, this is Qing Palace, outside Daliang City." Yan Qihao replied.

"Qinggong? Shouldn't it be called the Imperial Palace?" Yan Yin was puzzled.

"This is not the imperial palace, but the family temple of Zhao's royal family, where they worship their ancestors."

"Worshiping ancestors? Why don't you go to the mountains?"

"Because Zhao's imperial tomb was already within our country's borders ten years ago!" Yan Qihao laughed loudly, and took over a dozen counties near Yanjing, including Zhao's imperial tomb, which is his most proud One of the achievements.

"So they had no choice but to build this green palace? Worshiping ancestors far away?"

"Maybe..." Yan Qihao didn't care, just took Yan Yin's hand and walked all the way into a courtyard on the east side.

"You will live here from now on." Yan Qihao squatted down, clasped his son's shoulders with both hands, and said softly.

"What about Daddy?"

"My father wants to live in the military tent with the other three marshals, so that we can discuss military affairs."

"Then I will also live in the military tent, with my father."

"no!"

"why not?"

"No way, no way!" Yan Qihao suddenly lost his patience, turned around Yan Yin's body, and slapped him behind him.

Yan Yin flattened her mouth and was about to cry again.

"Don't cry!" Yan Qihao snapped.

"Oh..." Although Yan Yin was wronged, she still nodded with tears in her eyes.

"The answer is yes!"

Yan Yin nodded heavily again, and the tears that had been in her eyes fell down with a thud due to the force.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it...Daddy..." Yan Yin hurriedly wiped her eyes with her hands, and explained in a murmur.

"From now on in the barracks, you are not allowed to call you daddy, but only father and king."

Yan Yin nodded again.

"Speak!" Yan Qihao was a little impatient.As soon as he entered the barracks, he learned the news that the envoy was killed by the Zhao people, which suddenly added variables to the peace talks. All the plans in advance were disrupted. After placing the child, I couldn't help feeling restless and becoming more and more impatient.

"Yes, Father..." Yan Yin obediently agreed.

"From now on, Puhan will take care of your daily life." Yan Qihao said, standing up.

Yan Yin raised her eyes to look at the thick and bold man who was following behind Yan Qihao, who looked like half of a black tower, his face was full of disgust.

"Are you dumb?" Yan Qihao was still frowning.

"Yes..." Yan Yin hurriedly nodded her head in agreement.

Yan Qihao turned to leave, but Yan Yin jumped up and hugged his thigh: "Father, will you come to see me? I want to be with my father."

Being embraced by the child's soft body, Yan Qihao's heart softened suddenly.

"meeting……"

"Come every day?" Yan Yin's eyes lit up, and she continued to ask.

Yan Qihao pondered for a while, then squatted down and said: "Father will be very busy with military affairs, maybe he will be busy every day until late at night. When I come to see you, I am afraid you will already be asleep."

"I'll wait for my father. If my father doesn't come, I won't sleep."

"How can I do that!" Yan Qihao raised his hand to hit him.

But Yan Yin slipped into Yan Qihao's arms, and said coquettishly, "I won't be able to sleep if my father doesn't come!"

"Why don't you do this." Yan Qihao sighed helplessly, and pulled out a feathered arrow from the quiver at his waist, "When the father comes, if you fall asleep, the father will put an arrow by your pillow, let you I know that my father has been here. When I am waiting for the class teacher, every arrow can be exchanged for a gift from my father, how about it?"

Yan Yin was both surprised and happy: "Okay! Thank you, Father!"

"But you have to go to bed on time, otherwise the father will beat you."

"Yes!" Yan Yin smiled and nodded.

Yan Yin watched Yan Qihao's figure walk out of the gate, shedding tears in a daze.

Puhan patted Yan Yin's shoulder lightly, "My lord, it's cold outside, let's go inside!"

Yan Yin twisted her body and shook off Puhan's hand, "Don't touch me, I don't like you!"

"Why?" Puhan still spoke softly.

"You stink." Yan Yin twitched her nose and made a grimace.

Puhan raised his arm, put it in front of his nose, smelled it, and said with a smile, "Men in the army all smell like this."

Yan Yin rolled her eyes: "Father is fragrant!"

It was hard for Puhan to refute this, so he just smiled and said, "Do you want to know why the prince doesn't live with you?"

Yan Yin's eyes lit up: "Why?"

Puhan smiled slyly: "Go first to the house."

"Tell me first!" Yan Yin refused to take any losses.

Puhan shook his head helplessly, pointed to the eaves and asked, "Do you know what's under those green cloths?"

Yan Yin looked up in the direction of Puhan's finger, and saw that the carved beams and painted buildings under the eaves were all covered by green cloths. It seemed that when she entered, the pillars in front of the hall were also tightly wrapped by green cloths.

"What is it?"

"It's a dragon!" Puhan said in a mysterious tone, but without looking at Yan Yin, he turned and opened the door to enter the room.

Yan Yin unconsciously followed in.

"Why cover those dragons."

"Because the dragon represents the emperor, this is the emperor's family temple, and only the emperor can live here. If our army borrows this place, we must cover up those dragons, otherwise it will be disrespectful to our own emperor."

"Oh..." Yan Yin was still puzzled, "Since it's covered up, why can't the father stay here?"

"Although it is covered up, the prince must avoid suspicion. The four generals in the army, the king of the central army is the uncle of the emperor, the marshal of the right army is the first prince, the marshal of the left army is the second prince, and the marshal of the rear army is the prince. He is the emperor. Brother, the other three don't live here, so the prince naturally has to avoid suspicion, otherwise it will be bad if it gets to the emperor's ears..."

Yan Yin seemed to understand, and asked: "Then I don't need to avoid suspicion?"

Puhan suddenly remembered those old events in the court and the origin of this child, suddenly he was speechless and stopped speaking.

The tall candlestick with the fire phoenix holding the beads illuminates the room brightly, the charcoal in the charcoal basin is burning red, and the room is as warm as spring.The floor is covered with thick carpets, the bed is surrounded by gilded brocade tents, and the mother-of-pearl inlaid on the gold-lacquered screen is shining brightly under the lamp.Yan Yin was wearing a ramie jacket, rolling on the thick silk brocade quilt, but refused to sleep.

"Xiao Langjun, it's late at night, go to bed early!" Puhan has repeated these words more than ten times.

"No! I want to wait for my father!" Yan Yin had said this more than a dozen times.

Suddenly, the scene became cold, and neither of them knew what to say.

In the end it was Yan Yin who couldn't bear it anymore, she giggled and said, "You have said a sentence over and over again more than a dozen times, are you tired?"

Puhan also laughed out loud: "If you are willing to sleep, I will not talk about it."

Yan Yin blinked and asked again, "Is fighting fun?"

Puhan said hesitantly: "Well... I'm very excited, as if all the blood in my body rushed to my head, I don't feel tired, I don't feel hungry, my hands and feet are shaking after the beating, but I don't want to rest, sleep No, I still want to find someone to fight again... It's like the feeling of being drunk, I don't know if it's fun." After finishing speaking, Puhan scratched the back of his head.

Yan Yin thought about it seriously for a while: "It seems quite fun, I'll try it when I grow up..."

"Naturally, there is no young gentleman in the royal family who knows how to fight."

"En!" Yan Yin nodded, and asked again: "Then have you ever killed anyone?"

Puhan laughed.

Yan Yin was a little displeased by Puhan's smile, her face sank, and she asked, "What's the matter?"

"There is no one who does not kill people in war." Puhan still laughed.

Yan Yin said angrily: "You stink so much, you must have killed too many people to catch the smell of corpses."

"Then why doesn't the prince stink?"

Yan Yin was startled: "Dad...has he ever killed anyone?"

"That's natural. The prince joined the army with the emperor at the age of 13, earlier than me. I'm afraid he has killed more people than me."

Yan Yin stopped talking, was stunned for a while, and then asked: "How old were you when you joined the army?"

"15 is old."

Yan Yin looked Puhan's clothes up and down, curled her lips and said, "You have been in the army for so long, and you don't even have an official position, which shows that your fighting skills are not very good!"

Puhan was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and he blushed, and explained: "A military officer needs to be able to lead and use soldiers. I am not good at this. I only like to charge into battle and kill people with my own hands, so it is most suitable to be the prince's guard. Everyone is good at what everyone is good at, and the traps of hunting wolves cannot catch eagles."

Yan Yin curled her lips when she heard him compare herself to an eagle, and asked again: "Then when did you start following Father?"

Puhan stared quietly at the lights and sighed, "When I was younger than you..."

"Are you the prince's companion?" Yan Yin's voice suddenly rose.

Puhan smiled: "I'm a commoner, so I don't have the qualifications. I'm just a little bodyguard for the prince..."

Yan Yin nodded: "Tell me, if I enter the palace this time, will I be accompanied by some prince?"

Puhan couldn't answer, so he didn't answer.

Yan Yin frowned and muttered: "But, I heard that the third prince is several years older than me, and the fourth and fifth princes are much younger than me..."

The author has something to say: The name of the Qing Palace is not different. Except for the names of people, other places, things, and things are basically the same as in history, or some have changed another name, or changed one of the characters.