The reborn prince is hard to raise

The frost melts in spring and the water in the Yonghe River is warm. It is the time when the grass grows and the warblers fly. The thick and bloated winter clothes fade away, and the light spring clothes make the city full of color for a while.Young peaches stand on branches prettyly, spring flowers start to bloom, and after a drizzle, the flowers look red and willow green.

When Leng Zeyan took the book boy to the Yonghe River, he saw from a distance that the contemporaries of the 12th year of Jianzhang had already gathered, sitting on the ground, chatting over wine and enjoying themselves.

Seven years have passed now, and the young man who used to be provocative of writing has grown old, and he has become more sophisticated and tactful.I no longer see the high-spiritedness of the past, and what is hidden under the steady look is the slight bitterness endowed by life's fame and fortune.

"Zeyan—come here quickly!" Hearing the shout from a distance, Leng Zeyan's usually serious face softened a lot. He walked over with a stride, and the light blue casual robe touched the tip of the grass. , making a slight noise.

The Long Embankment of the Yonghe River has always been a place for people from Yongjing to enjoy the spring. Beijing middle school students often gather on the Embankment of the Yonghe River, singing wind songs and talking loudly.At this time, students in twos and threes gather together, and there are many children nearby wearing new clothes and running and having fun on the straw mats.

"Zeyan is the last one to come today, and he will be punished with three cups!" Bai Ziyi held up the jug and said with a smile, his plain robe reflected his face like a crown of jade.Because of practicing martial arts all the year round, his figure is slender and tight, and his breath has a sense of comfort and openness.Back then, Tanhualang was still handsome and unrestrained, living up to his reputation.

Sitting cross-legged on the straw mat, Leng Zeyan took the wine glass with both hands, and said apologetically, "This is Zeyan's fault, and I will punish myself with three glasses." As he spoke, he drank the wine in one gulp, and swallowed the spicy and fragrant wine In it, he suddenly remembered the ambition and pride he had when he sang wine with his bosom friends at the Qionglin Wenhui.

Looking at it now, things are different.

"Zeyan has been commended by His Majesty this time, and I only hope that Zeyan can support me and wait for a while in the future!" Liu Yuyang, who was at the same time, said with a smile, with a hint of admiration and flattery in his words.

He and Leng Zeyan were both candidates for the examination in the 12th year of Jianzhang. Now Leng Zeyan has become an official minister of the Ministry of Officials, but he is still a fifth-rank Lang from the Ministry of Household Affairs. In contrast, he is more moved.

"Brother Yuyang speaks seriously, we are raising children at the same time, so we should support each other." Leng Zeyan's face remained unchanged when he heard the words, neither complacent nor overly humble, his calm and indifferent attitude made people feel good.At the same time, all the people sitting around raised their cups to wish him far away. Everyone had been in the officialdom for several years, recalling the past with a lot of flattery and flattery.Leng Zeyan responded one by one, without any sign of impatience.

If you work for the king, who can guarantee the misfortunes and fortunes of the day and night?

Not far away, the sound of a carriage came from the river embankment avenue, and the sound of the wheels turning gradually became clearer. Leng Zeyan looked subconsciously, and happened to see the plain-looking carriage stop, followed by a young man in light brown clothes Get out of the car first.

With just one glance, Leng Zeyan can tell that the owner of the car must be from a family.However, the aristocrats often decorate their family crests on the carriages to show their status, but this carriage is low-key and quiet, unassuming, and there is no pattern on the wall of the carriage.Puzzled in his heart, Leng Zeyan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Not long after, I vaguely saw Su Bai's hand lift the curtain of the car, and a young man in frosty dark clothes got out of the car. His hair was tied high and he wore a white jade crown. Huaran, like a jade tree in front of the court, is bright and facing the wind, making people unforgettable.

He seemed to say a few words to the people in the carriage, and after a while, he saw the curtain of the carriage move.Leng Zeyan paused the hand holding on to the wine glass, and had already guessed who was in the carriage.

I just didn't expect to meet here.

When Lu Chengning got out of the carriage, his eyes subconsciously searched for Gu Mingheng's location. He was wearing a black double-wrapped deep coat, embroidered with cloud patterns of the same color. There is a spirit of Ling Ran.

"Amu has already arrived." Seeing him get out of the car, Gu Mingheng habitually took his hand and walked towards the long pavilion in the distance, which was the place where the four of them had agreed to meet this time.Lu Chengning let him lead her up, with a tender look on his face for a moment.

Leng Zeyan watched the two of them walking slowly towards the distance, and was lost for a moment.Seeing him stunned for a long time, Bai Ziyi followed his gaze with a little surprise on his face, "Did Zeyan recognize the person?"

Leng Zeyan nodded silently when she heard the words—naturally she recognized her. The meeting at the Qionglin Literary Society back then was unforgettable.That game of chess is still imprinted in his mind, and every time he thinks about it in his spare time, he can't break the game.

Leng Zeyan took another look in Gu Mingheng's direction, and then looked away.

When they got to the long pavilion by the river, they saw that Xie Yunhong and Mu Hanjiang had already arrived.This wooden pavilion has been around for some years, and the lines are dark and dull. I don't know how much wind and rain it has suffered.

"Heng, your movements are really slow enough." Xie Yunhong dragged his tone lazily. The warm spring sun made him feel comfortable all over. After speaking, he lightly touched Mu Hanjiang with his folding fan. Jiang knowingly took a grape from the plate and handed it to his mouth, with a very natural expression and even a smile in his eyes.

"When leaving the Chongwen Museum, Mr. Zheng suddenly took an examination of the Aning scriptures, which caused a delay." Gu Mingheng explained while sitting on the stone bench.Mr. Zheng contracted a disease after winter last year, and after he recovered, he was not as good as before.Since Lu Chengning started to take riding and archery lessons, the classics lesson has been changed to once every three days, and it is mainly about answering questions.

After chatting casually for a few words, Mu Hanjiang, who hadn't opened his mouth all this time, suddenly called out, "Heng." Seeing Gu Mingheng looking over, he opened his mouth and said, "Ning Wuyi, whom you asked me to find a few years ago, has new clues. There is news from home that he will enter Beijing soon."

Although he didn't know why Gu Mingheng valued this Ning Wuyi so much, but he would always take the things he promised to heart.

Gu Mingheng nodded when he heard the words. It seems that many things in this life are still developing according to the same trajectory. After thinking about it, he said, "I heard that General Mu and the two young generals will return to Beijing?"

Hearing Gu Mingheng's words, Mu Hanjiang grinned, looking very happy, "It's been a long time since I saw my father and my eldest brother and second brother, and I don't know what they have become now." His tone changed as well. Be happy.

Since Jianzhang entered the East Palace in 11 years, he has not been back to Yanyun for eight years, nor has he seen his family.Two years ago, General Mu Dejun was going to Beijing to thank him, but he was delayed because of the sudden war in Xiliang.Now that the war has subsided, there is time to come to Beijing.

Xie Yunhong noticed the bitterness and longing in his words, half-closed his eyes and raised his jaw, "Why, is my master treating you badly?" Fascinated, but with a dangerous tone in his tone.

Mu Hanjiang shook his head hastily, and smiled a little stupidly, "Ah Hong is very good to me." While saying that, he nodded very affirmatively.Xie Yunhong hummed lightly, then closed his eyes again, and lay down on his lap, as if he had fallen asleep.But Mu Hanjiang inadvertently noticed his slightly red ear tips, and secretly smiled for a moment.

No matter how sophisticated he is, he also knows who in this world is really good to him and who needs him to treat each other with sincerity.

Gu Mingheng was looking at the two with a smile, and felt that Lu Chengning was holding his hand tightly. He raised his head and met his dark eyes, "What's wrong with Ah Ning?" His tone softened unconsciously.

"A-Heng promised me to release paper kites together." He stated expressionlessly, but there was a look of expectation in his eyes.

Gu Mingheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and then nodded. Although he felt a bit embarrassed to release the kite after he had crowned himself, but seeing Lu Chengning's appearance, he couldn't refuse no matter what.

The two walked upstream along the river bank, gradually getting away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd. A Zheng and Zhao Xian followed behind with a few relatives.

The sky is high and the clouds are wide, the wind is smooth, and the water of the Yonghe River is clear and quiet, reflecting the sparkling sky. There are aquatic plants swaying on the shallow bank, and you can clearly see the joints of the twigs and the roots hidden in the mud.

Gu Mingheng's expression was gentle, and even the frost-colored clothes all over his body felt a little warmer.He tilted his head and looked at Lu Chengning who was silently holding the paper kite, "I drew the paper kite with my own hands back then, but now I finally got Ah Ning's own handwriting." There was a smile on his brows and eyes, like spring wind turning into rain, and rain turning into Jiangnan.

Lu Chengning didn't answer, he looked at Gu Mingheng intently with his eyes deeply hidden emotions, as if in his world, he was the only one.

The footprints of the two were staggered and printed on the wet soil, and they could no longer be distinguished.

When he arrived at the open grassland, Gu Mingheng took a few quick steps and turned around to look at Lu Chengning, "A-Ning, how about staying here?" Behind him was a stretch of greenery, and the mountains and mist in the distance looked like a picture scroll.

Lu Chengning nodded, he didn't care where he was, he just wanted to be alone with Gu Mingheng.So holding the spool in his hand, Lu Chengning handed the paper kite to Gu Mingheng, "Aheng." These two simple words suddenly made Gu Mingheng's heart tremble, and he subconsciously moved his eyes away.

Seeing the paper kites rising slowly with the February wind, Gu Mingheng remembered that when they released paper kites in the palace city many years ago, there was only four corners of the sky above their heads.

But now—seeing Lu Chengning waving at him from a distance—the corners of Gu Mingheng's mouth curled up, "A Ning, what belongs to you is this beautiful world!"

Tired of running, they fixed the spool on the ground, and the two of them lay on their backs on the slope, not caring that the green grass juice would stain their clothes.Looking at the flowing clouds in the sky, and the paper kite that has turned into a small dot, he was silent for a moment.

Struggling with the ups and downs of power every day, this time is really a half-day leisure for stealing a floating life.

Gu Mingheng turned his head to look at Lu Chengning, and saw that his eyes were half closed, as if he was asleep, and his expression was much more relaxed than usual.

Now Lu Chengning is seventeen years old, his facial features are clear, but his appearance is completely different from today's.There is always a little chill between his brows, and his eyes are as black as ink, which makes people subconsciously feel respectful.I don't know if it's the influence of his childhood, he always seems a little taciturn, but he has an aura of calmness and prestige.

Even Mr. Zheng laughed and sighed, "This son is still young and already has the majesty of an emperor."

Lu Chengning opened his eyes as if aware of it, and saw Gu Mingheng staring at him blankly. There were thin grass tips touching his cheeks, making them even more white as porcelain. "Ah Heng?" He called softly, bringing Doubtful.

Hearing his voice, Gu Mingheng suddenly came back to his senses, met Lu Chengning's eyes, and took a breath for some reason.

At this time, Lu Chengning suddenly stretched out his long arms, loosely encircling Gu Mingheng's waist, and did not allow anyone to break free without exerting force.He looked at Gu Mingheng's surprised eyebrows, and there seemed to be uncontrollable emotions surging in his eyes, and finally kissed Gu Mingheng's pale lips like a sigh, and tossed and turned.

The breath blends together as one.

Not far from Zhitinglan on the shore, water birds skim the waves, gulls and herons comb their feathers, and the silent shadow sinks into the jade.

The author has something to say: The author silently expresses...

Aww, do you want to be so cavalier! !I wrote it for a long time yesterday afternoon and today I wrote it for a long time at [-]:[-]! ! !

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Well, this chapter is a transitional chapter ~ yeah yeah ~

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