After refusing to marry the prince, the general regretted it too much

Qin Ye flipped to the part with pictures at the back of the book two or three times, and his hands that usually held a sword and a bow trembled, almost unsteady.

After a long while, Qin Ye collected himself and looked carefully, only to realize that it was not what he thought.

I don’t know if the person who printed this book took into account the average literary level of the citizens of Tangjing, and thoughtfully expressed the previous text in the form of story paintings. The vivid and rich plots are very exciting...

No matter what, it’s not enough to draw something like that.

Qin Ye let out a long sigh of relief, closed the book, and found that on the spine of the book that didn't even have a name on the cover, a "one" was lightly written with a brush.

Could this be the serialized version?

Qin Ye gritted his teeth, and continued to rummage around in this strange, dark and cold study room. After a long while, he harvested a total of six books from the whole series.

He took out an ingot of broken silver from his pocket to pay the bill, and then stood beside the study room with the books packed in a gift box by the accountant, looking up and thinking gloomily for a long time.

Which yamen is in charge of the inspection of banned books in Beijing?

Secretary province?Editing office?Soldiers and horses?

Otherwise, he just asked the old guard of the God Guard to bring someone to copy it?

But this booklet was printed, and with such a large volume, it would be extremely difficult to hide it from the Secretary of the Ministry and the Beijing Central Supervisory Office, and it must not be a spontaneous act of the people.

Jingzhong was so frantic that he arranged for the crown prince and him at the same time, except for King Jin, he didn't think of anyone else.

How about going to discuss with the prince tomorrow?

Say it like this, "I happened to see a set of storybooks when I was wandering in the market today, and it was written about a love affair between you and me that didn't exist..."

Or, "Today, I happened to see a set of books brought up by the servants that would hinder the reputation of the prince. The pictures and texts on it are full of life and sound. It is really hateful..."

Otherwise, he could throw this set of books in front of Gu Mingzhao and let Gu Mingzhao think of a way.

Lu Yanhe waited at the gate of the palace for two full hours, but he didn't see Qin Ye's shadow when he came to the palace gate and pressed the key. Leave him something to say.

Lu Yanhe's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed to the mansion in a hurry.

When I learned about Weitang, it was dark and the courtyard had already been lit.

Qin Ye put on a cloak and half leaned on the soft couch, turning the pages of the book by the candlelight, the shadows of the lights falling, the originally delicate side face like a picture scroll was hazy and soft, without the slightest trace of anger.

However, when Lu Yanhe looked at the five books on the desk that he had obviously flipped through and stacked neatly, he felt his eyes go dark.

This is the last one...

Lu Yanhe only received the news two days ago that there was a suspected prince and the father-in-law's storybook circulating in Tangjing, but Qin Ye was involved, and the Prince Jin's mansion was tight against the manpower of the Dingguo's mansion, so it didn't matter for a while. There is no accurate information.

Furthermore, based on Lu Yanhe's understanding of Qin Ye, the previous rumors of marriage negotiations are true, but this time it's such a big game, the father-in-law must be taboo...

It would be bad if it affected the relationship between the Duke and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Only then did he want to find out and report again.

Who would have thought that Qin Ye's hands and feet could be so fast?

And go out from another palace gate to shake off the people in the mansion, have you been assimilated too much by His Highness the Crown Prince recently?

Qin Ye turned over the last page of the book, closed the book, and gently placed it on the desk. With such a gentle movement, Lu Yanhe felt a chill on his neck and forced himself to raise his head.

Lord, listen to me... King Jin's madness is beyond human comprehension, and it is not a crime of war.

I heard Qin Ye say in a flat tone: "Although I studied in Tianlu Pavilion for several years when I was young, I didn't know the former prince well, and I didn't have anything entrusted by the former prince to take care of the current prince, let alone take care of him. After taking care of it, I took care of it and went to bed..."

He seemed to be convincing himself, completely ignoring Lu Yanhe: "Although I entered Tianlu Pavilion at the age of seven, I stopped studying there when I was 12. The little prince is almost four years younger than me, and his body is weak. Before the age of [-], I hardly ever went out of the court to read books, and I was supposed to meet a few times, but where did I fall in love at first sight and never forget it when I was young, it was all nonsense..."

"It's simply slander." Qin Ye put together six volumes of story books, and concluded concisely.

Lu Yanhe felt that all the things he had imagined on the day when his father-in-law's aftermath broke out, shattered into a firework in his head with a 'bang'.

But if you don't have love for a long time, then why did you only use your internal force to shake it slightly when the prince was like that that day?

The next day, Duke Ding did not enter the palace.

Xie Heng was a little surprised that he didn't see anyone until lunch time.

For the past ten days or so, he and Qin Ye had been very happy together.

Finally got rid of the curse of being disgraceful every time they meet, the eunuch and palace attendants don't have to run to Duke Dingguo's mansion with trays three times a day, everyone in the East Palace is very happy.

Except for Gu Mingzhao, who was practicing martial arts with the prince and was drilled by the "master".

"Is there someone from Dingguo's mansion today who said it was because of something?" Xie Heng finished writing two lines with a pen and a snake, spread the ink on the table, and looked up at the person sitting opposite. Gu Mingzhao.

It's rare that Qin Ye didn't come. This man was in high spirits, with a smile on his lips. He helped Xie Heng sort out the memorials and correspondence, and said casually, "Who knows, apart from the war in southern Xinjiang, this man is more involved in foreign affairs and secular affairs." I have been slack all the time, and I have taken the wrong medicine to be able to come here for more than ten days in a row."

Gu Mingzhao finished sorting out a stack of papers, and counted the days on his fingers: "I heard that Qin Ye has a cold temper. If it wasn't for his relatives and confidants, he wouldn't even be able to send gifts to the concierge of Duke Dingguo's mansion. His Highness went to his mansion back and forth as a prince. Fourteen days of delivery..."

"He also came to teach His Highness the footwork for fourteen days." Gu Mingzhao finished snapping his fingers and clicked his tongue; "It's too blunt to return the favor."

Xie Heng's face was calm, and Fengshen's brows and eyes were extremely indifferent, but he didn't notice when he moved the brush with his right hand, and a little ink smeared on the snow-white rice paper.

Gu Mingzhao didn't notice anything, and admired the iron-painted and silver-hooked handwriting on the memorial in his hand: "Your Highness's handwriting is getting better and better. In the past, Mr. Zhou Shaofu said that although your handwriting is elegant and agile, it still lacks some momentum. He is holding King Jin inside and out, if the old guy sees this, he has to take back his words in a polite manner."

Xie Heng frowned.

In his previous life, he was weak since he was a child, but he cultivated better later on. He didn't even go to school very much when he was young. He probably hired a teacher to study at home, and he could only do some self-cultivation in his spare time.This handwriting has been practiced for more than ten years and has been praised by top calligraphers.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but his handwriting and the original owner's handwriting are six to seven points similar, and after trying their best to imitate, they can write almost the same.

When he first arrived here, Xie Heng was not very willing to write. He pretended to practice calligraphy in the study for a few days, and imitated the writing habits of the original owner. .

Xie Heng lowered his eyelids, and said casually: "When I was studying in Tianlu Pavilion in the past, I was always picked on by Zhou Shaofu, but now it may be many years, and it can't be that there is no benefit at all."

Gu Mingzhao giggled, and said, "That's not necessarily the case, I don't have any benefit."

Xie Heng cast a glance at him and said, "So now every day someone is forcing you to make progress."

Gu Mingzhao: "..."

After a while, Yun Zhou, who was dressed as a court eunuch, lifted the curtain and came in from outside the palace, with a bit of joy on his face, he approached and bowed and said, "Your Highness, Mr. Guo delivered a message from Duke Dingguo's mansion." Come, let me tell you that today I went to the Duke's mansion to conduct acupuncture and moxibustion treatment. After the acupuncture, because of the medicine, it is better to have someone who is familiar with the Duke by my side. I would like to ask if you are free, please come over. "

After Dr. Guo checked Qin Ye's pulse last time, he gave a prescription after careful consideration, and then went to the Duke's mansion every week to get the pulse and change the prescription. This is the first time he said that he would use acupuncture and moxibustion diagnosis and treatment.

Before Xie Heng could speak, Gu Mingzhao frowned and said, "Familiar people around? He Qin Ye's old men are all over the world, and he grew up in the Hou's mansion since he was a child. He is surrounded by old servants and maids, but there is no familiar person around him? "

In Gu Mingzhao's view, this request was simply unimaginable.

Isn't this just looking for someone to serve and accompany you when you see a doctor?How dare Qin Ye ask the prince to accompany him by name?

Now that His Majesty is seriously ill and has a concubine to serve him, he wouldn't make such a show.

Only Xie Heng's body stiffened for a moment when he heard this, and for a moment he remembered the earnest advice given to him by the chubby old genius doctor——

"It's common sense for a young man to be full of vigor and vigor, so the relationship should be more intense..."

"Don't be greedy for momentary pleasure."

He didn't think of how to explain it for a while, and he responded with a difficult expression, "I remember it alone".

The old genius doctor must have thought that he and Qin Ye were already in love. After all, he was so anxious that he didn't even forget to kiss him when the illness broke out. So naturally, when Duke Ding needed it, it was natural for His Royal Highness to be on top of him. matter.

The so-called cause must have effect...

But without Qin Ye nodding, it was obviously difficult for these words to come out of Duke Dingguo's mansion.

The man didn't know what he was thinking.

On that side, Yun Zhou had already replied according to the old genius doctor and Lu Yanhejiao: "Mr. Dingguo has stayed in Wuninghou's mansion since he was a child, and has a bad relationship with Wuninghou. The mistress is also a step-wife, and the servants around him The people were found and changed again and again. As for the old troops brought back from the Southern Border Army, they are all senior generals in the capital, who are used to rushing and killing, and taking care of people..."

Gu Mingzhao was still angry: "What about Lu Yanhe? He's almost becoming the housekeeper of Duke Dingguo's mansion, and he doesn't know how to take care of others?"

Yun Zhou was also in a difficult situation: "Dingguo's mansion said that General Lu's ineffective handling of affairs yesterday delayed the opportunity of the war, and made the father-in-law hit twenty boards, and now he is recovering from his injuries."

Missing the fighter?

At the feet of the emperor in Tangjing, what kind of fighter did you miss?

The two of them talked back and forth very lively, Xie Heng had already woken up from thinking about why Miracle Doctor Guo was so gossip, his expression changed, and then he stared at Gu Mingzhao deeply.

Gu Mingzhao was terrified by his look, he paused the conversation with Yun Zhou, and said cautiously: "Your Highness...?" Am I pissed?

Xie Heng smiled at him, and pointed to the sky outside: "It's almost you."

Gu Mingzhao also looked up at the sky, but still didn't know why.

Xie Heng continued: "The solitary trip out of the palace is huge, and I have to notify the guard of honor to prepare and clear the streets. After a lot of tossing, I will definitely not be able to return to the palace before the key is released at night."

"The last time I stayed in Dingguo's mansion for one night, it caused a lot of trouble. If it happens again, the impact will not be very good."

Gu Mingzhao seemed to feel something, and opened his mouth slightly.

"So, you injured your leg while practicing martial arts today, and I will reward you with a small sedan chair to leave the palace." Xie Heng smiled again, his almost picturesque eyebrows and eyes shining brightly; "Let's hang out together."