Standing up to the west wind and geese not returning

The warm autumn sun, with endless soft rays of light in its splendor, shrouded the figure of Yan Ci walking alone.

The long street is full of fallen leaves, and the westerly wind blows gently, and the withered and yellow fallen leaves are like thousands of golden butterflies, flying lightly.

The dust rose, and Yan Ci coughed slightly. The luxurious sable fur on his body was like a mountain, tightly wrapping Yan Ci's not-so-tall body.

Yan Ci stretched out his hand to pull the corner of the fur coat, and the tentacles were cold, like his face at the moment, the bustling capital in Beijing, and the bustling crowd not far away seemed to be another world, Yan Ci touched his pocket, vaguely feeling the warmth in his arms. It seems that there are still a few golden melon seeds, and I don't know what's on my mind, so I walked towards the market in a strange way.

On both sides of the street, there were peddlers hawking everywhere. When Yan Ci saw a peddler selling sugar figures, he stood to watch.Yan Ci watched the lotus leaf take shape in the hands of the craftsman.Can't help but admire a little in my heart.

Just as Yan Yan was about to reach out to buy one, he suddenly saw a person next to him hand something to him, but the person didn't even look at it, so he took it and hid it under the table.

Although the thing was wrapped in layers, it could be seen that it was a long sword.

A craftsman who sets up a stall wants to use a long sword?

Yan Ci escaped from his arms with a golden melon seed, and said, "I want this lotus, the old man stretches out his hand. I'll give you the gold."

The old man raised his head with a smile, and said, "Young master has good eyesight, this lotus is the cleanest, just wait, I will line you with a lotus leaf."

Yan Ci smiled and said nothing, just pursed his lips and looked at the old man's outstretched hands, what kind of hands they were, there was a terrible scar on the back of his hand, and half of his little finger was missing.

The flattened palm looked like a rough basket, and there were thick calluses almost everywhere on the palm, Yan Ci's heart was shocked.If it was just an ordinary craftsman, how could it be such a hand!

A small golden engraved melon seed landed in the palm of the man, and the man held the honest face, holding the golden melon seed, only giggling.

Yan Ci also smiled slightly at the man, and left slowly holding the lotus candy figure, which slowly turned into a lump in Yan Ci's hands.Suddenly someone passed by in a hurry, and seemed to be talking about something in a hurry.

Yan Ci vaguely heard the words about Taimiao, offering sacrifices to ancestors, etc., Yan Ci paused, suddenly Fu Ling's heart came, he couldn't help feeling flustered, raised his leg and turned back to the way he came, Yan Ci took the candy in his hand People are still on the dead leaves on the side of the street. The golden leaves are like butterflies whose wings have been crushed.

Yan Ci walked more and more anxiously, only to feel that a heart was almost hanging in his heart, the new emperor succeeded to the throne, and the Taimiao worshiped the ancestors to thank the heaven.

Du Zijin ascended to the ninth five position in such a decisive way.There may not be one or two people who want to kill him.

There was crystal sweat on Yan Ci's forehead, and Yan Ci could hardly move his legs because of the sable fur on his body. Yan Ci reached out and untied the belt of the sable fur, and started running wearing only a cotton robe with beautiful cloud patterns on his body.

It is rare for him to be unsteady like this, but at this moment, he completely ignored the usual Liswen, lifted up his robe, and trotted all the way into the Taiyi Hall.

Du Zijin was reading the brochure when he suddenly saw Yan Ci running in with a pale face.His hair was wet with sweat on his face, and it was quietly stuck to the corner of his cheek.

"A Ci?" Du Zijin was startled and got up in a panic, "What's wrong with A Ci?"

Yan Ci paused for a moment, and felt a little relieved when he saw Du Zijin.Slowly took two steps forward, and gently hugged Du Zijin.

Those grievances when they left the palace in the morning have long been overwhelmed by the huge fear of losing him.

Yan Ci leaned on Du Zijin's chest, once again feeling the cool fragrance and the powerful heartbeat of the man.

Du Zijin patted Yan Ci's back lightly, feeling his unsettled breathing. There was a huge sense of fear in him, eating away at his restless soul.

"A Ci." Du Zijin waited for a long time before he helped Yan Ci up from his body, "A Ci. Don't be afraid, I am here. No one can hurt you."

Yan Ci raised his tearful eyes slightly, looked at Du Zijin, then thought about it for himself, and couldn't help laughing shyly, but half of his face was still buried in front of Du Zijin, Du Zijin smiled when he saw Yan Ci, Just a little relieved.

Du Zijin said softly, "Ah Ci has just left the palace not long ago, and he probably hasn't had time to return to your house. What happened on the way? It made you panic like this."

Yan Ci remembered what he had just seen, and his mind was full of what he had just seen. At this moment, his emotions calmed down a little. When Du Zijin asked, he just remembered, and Yan Ci said seriously, "Is your Highness going to the Taimiao to worship ancestors on the first day of next month? "

Du Zijin nodded lightly, and said, "Well, I ascended the throne in a hurry. When my father was in power, I neglected my achievements, the court was crumbling, and the people were miserable. I'm going to worship the heavens and give comfort to the people all over the world.

Although I never expect God to help me, if I sincerely respect the heavens and worship the ancestors and make the people feel safe, I am not afraid of suffering. "

Yan Ci nodded slightly, and then asked, "Then where is the Supreme Emperor now?"

Du Zijin paused slightly, thinking of him as his father, he couldn't bear it to some extent, that day he took the head of his seventh younger brother to see his father, he thought that his father would get angry or beat him, He was even ready for a slap in the face.

But his royal father, who swept away the dust back then, knelt down in front of him, just to make his subordinates show mercy and spare him from death.

Hearing that Yan Ci asked at this moment, he thought about the funds for a while, and told the truth, "In the palace in Lin'an. It is no worse than when he was in power."

Yan Ci suddenly bowed and knelt down, and said, "If the emperor had to choose between his own life and the life of the Supreme Emperor, how would you choose?"

Du Zijin didn't know what Yan's speech meant, but said, "If it is according to the principles of ethics, it is natural that I would rather die than die to protect my father, but there is another identity between us, we are the son of heaven, our father The family bears the burden of the people of the world. Even if I am unwilling in my heart, I will not let go of the burden of the people of the world."

Yan Ci smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right, abandoning yourself to protect the Empress Dowager is just to gain a reputation of filial piety, but this is too lacking in imperial spirit.

Therefore, the humble minister boldly advised the emperor not to take into account his own private name, but to take into account the righteousness of the world.Please... please, the emperor has already used the emperor as a bait to wipe out the chaotic party. "

What Yan Ci said was not very clear, Du Zijin was startled, and then said, "What does Ah Ci mean?"

As Du Zijin spoke, he helped Yan Ci up, and then said, "Ah Ci, get up and talk."

Yan Ci took advantage of the opportunity and said, "Ah Ci saw a group of people on the street just now, and he always felt that his actions were not quite right. If the emperor rashly sent troops to search for them, he would easily scare the snake without evidence. They seem to want to use the Taimiao to worship their ancestors. When he assassinated the emperor, the minister thought, why not respect the Supreme Emperor and pray for him on that day, and let the Supreme Emperor preside over the ceremony of the ancestor worship ceremony for the emperor.

Since now, I have comforted the Supreme Emperor and told you how much I respect him; secondly, my minister is selfish, if there is really a rebellious party plotting against the Emperor, I hope..."

After Yan Ci finished speaking, he lowered his head in frustration. He had worshiped the Buddha for a long time, and at this moment, for his own selfishness, he wanted to put other people's lives on the tip of the knife with his own hands. own sins.

Du Zijin knew what was on Yan Ci's mind, so he gently held Yan Ci in his arms, and said, "A Ci, for my sake, I have made you worry. But what have you seen just now, why do you think someone is going to assassinate you?"

Yan Ci thought for a while and said, "A craftsman who makes sugar figurines has a knife wound on the back of his hand, and the palms of his hands are full of calluses that look like Ah Jiu. There is a long sword hidden under the table. There are coming and going, so be careful when discussing The quacks who go to the Taimiao to worship their ancestors. What does the emperor think?"

The forces in the court have always been intertwined, except for the Seventh Prince, and the rest of the princes. Although they are all named princes now, there are many people who are jealous of this supreme throne.

As for his seventh younger brother, who has been in the court for many years and has many followers and loyal followers, he has now beheaded him.

I don't know how many loyal and righteous people want to avenge their master in the invisible shadow.

Du Zijin gently raised his hand, wiped Yan Ci's face clean, and took out his own gold-embossed coat that was auspicious as a dragon and a phoenix, and put it on Yan Ci, comfortingly said, "If you follow what A Ci said, most likely you will There is something to do, but Ah Ci is involved, no matter what, he ran this trip for me, and told me, this ancestor worship is not a matter of one or two days, why did you panic like this, you have always been weak, and now It's sweating and wind blowing, if the root cause of the disease has fallen, what can I do."

Yan Ci ran all the way in a hurry, but he didn't feel anything. Now that he calmed down, he really felt very cold. Du Zijin's big padded jacket was very soft and warm. Yan Ci grabbed the lapel of the jacket himself, and said, "I didn't think so at first, but now I really feel cold."

Yan Ci didn't have breakfast in the morning. After such a big event in the teahouse, he turned around and got angry with Du Zijin for a while. In the end, he just felt his head sinking more and more. He thought maybe he didn't eat Because of this, he said, "Can the emperor reward the humble minister with a piece of red bean cake?"

Yan Ci likes to eat some sweets and snacks on weekdays, so Du Zijin asked someone to prepare them early. Now that he heard Yan Ci's order, he just ordered his servants to get some as soon as possible.

Du Zijin personally held a cup of tea for Yan Ci, and then said, "Ah Ci, drink some tea first, don't accumulate food, and you will feel uncomfortable when you turn around."

Yan Ci obediently drank half a cup of tea, and then carefully ate some snacks. Although he still felt his head was heavy, his stomach was much better than before.

The autumn sun was in full bloom, and Yan Ci and Du Zijin were quietly accompanying each other in a corner of this side hall.