Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

Shen Qingzhuo moved to the other side calmly, not daring to hit the little apprentice in public, so he could only quietly press the back of the troublesome hand and push back.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shen grabbed his hand with his backhand, and the pad of his thumb rubbed back and forth on the scar on the tiger's mouth.

An indescribable electric current rushed through the spine, Shen Qingzhuo straightened his back, and pinched the little apprentice gently.

The two hands hidden under the tablecloth were intertwined, and they were secretly competing with each other, but on the surface they were all sitting in a dignified manner, so that outsiders could not see the slightest clue.

"The prince is very generous." On that side, Emperor Guangxi heard the prince's congratulatory gift, and replied in a neutral manner.

Xiao Yichen suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hastily corrected it: "My son thought that celebrating the seventh brother's birthday for the first time should be more grand, so he reluctantly gave the treasure that has been treasured for many years to the seventh brother as a congratulatory gift."

Concubine Xian who was seated opposite turned her eyes, and then said: "I remember, the emperor has always admired the calligraphy of Su Huasheng, and he ordered people to search for the lost "Ink Bamboo Picture". In the hands of His Highness, it can be regarded as a kind of fate."

Xiao Yichen's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly said badly.

"That's right, the second emperor's brother is really generous." The third prince continued to add fuel to the flames, "Only the "Ink Bamboo Picture" by Su Yuxiu, the former painter, has been lost for a long time, and it is priceless in the market. Why don't you tell me, where did you get this calligraphy and painting?"

Xiao Yichen glanced at him warningly, and explained seriously: "It's a coincidence that I got this painting. At the beginning, someone sold this painting as a fake for a low price. I bought it casually. Later, after being appraised by the master, it was genuine."

He originally planned to send Lao Qi away with silver and jade, but Shao Fu said that he should not be so hasty, the East Palace has always been famous for its honesty and thrift, and it is more appropriate to send calligraphy and inkstones compared to gold, silver and jade.

But he had his own calculations in mind, and finally made a compromise, a thousand taels of silver, a painting of "Ink Bamboo" by a former painter, and one of the best Qingzhou red silk inkstones, and sent them to Changle with pain. palace.

Unexpectedly, it would be self-defeating, but today the mother and son of the third child found a chance for Yin Yang and him.

"It turns out that my father likes the ink treasures of holy painters." At this time, Xiao Shen who was sitting upright said, "It happens that I don't have much taste for calligraphy and painting, so today I borrow flowers to present Buddha, and dedicate this "Ink Bamboo Picture" to my father. To save my ministers from squandering everything."

Emperor Guangxi's face softened, and his tone became gentle: "It's rare that you have such filial piety, so the emperor will accept it."

Xiao Yichen lowered his head and almost gritted his teeth.

With the lessons learned from His Highness the Crown Prince, the rest of the palaces were much more cautious when reporting their congratulatory gifts.

And Shen Qingzhuo had already given up competing with the little apprentice, letting him grab his hand, a piece of skin on his wrist was almost on fire.

"Where is Qing Zhuo?" After a circle, Emperor Guangxi suddenly called out his name, "You are Lao Qi's master, what gift did you prepare?"

Shen Qingzhuo took the opportunity to pull out his hand, but this time the little apprentice obediently let go.

He replied slowly: "Returning to the emperor, this minister is a layman, and he gave gold, silver, silk and satin to His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince."

"Vulgarity is not vulgar, what can be used is good manners." Emperor Guangxi smiled inexplicably, "It's just that I almost forgot that Qing Zhuo is richer than me."

"The emperor's words can really hurt this humble minister." Shen Qingzhuo also laughed, and said in a half-truthful tone, "This is what the humble minister saves from the gap between his teeth."

Emperor Guangxi laughed loudly: "Lao Qi, look at how much your master loves you."

Xiao Shen raised his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Father is right, thank you sir for saving my birthday gift from between my teeth."

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

After some undercurrents surged, Emperor Guangxi officially announced the opening of the banquet, and everyone was finally able to move their chopsticks.

But Xiao Shen walked to the front of the hall with the wine glass in hand, and started a round of toasting.

The first cup was toast to the emperor's father, the second cup to the emperor's grandmother, and the third cup, Xiao Shen came to Mr.'s table and called out loudly: "Mr. Shen."

Shen Qingzhuo was concentrating on filling his stomach, when he heard the sound, he raised his eyes and couldn't help but startled.

"This glass of wine, respect Mr. Shen." His dark eyes stared at him for a moment, Xiao Shen raised his glass and said with a smile, "Mr.

The whispers in the hall gradually disappeared.

Including Emperor Guangxi, everyone thought His Highness the Seventh Prince's move was to embarrass Mr. Shen, and his words could not be described as yin and yang.

However, only Shen Qingzhuo knew in his heart that the earnestness hidden deep in the young man's eyes.

At his first birthday party, he told everyone how important his husband was to him at his first birthday party.

Shen Qingzhuo blinked his eyelashes, quickly realized, picked up the wine glass, stood up, drank it down, and then calmly replied: "Your Highness the Seventh Prince is serious."

Xiao Shen also raised his jaw and drank the same drink.

"Okay, go back to your own seat." Emperor Guangxi said in a low voice, breaking the inexplicable and strange atmosphere in the hall, which can be regarded as giving Shen Qing a step down.

***

About half an hour later, Emperor Guangxi drove back to the palace first.

As soon as the emperor left, the ladies in all the palaces couldn't sit still anymore, they were too lazy to make excuses. Headed by the concubine Yuan, all the concubines bid farewell to the queen mother one by one.

Before Concubine Yuan left, her clear and cold eyes accidentally fell on Mrs. Shen's face, and she left the Longevity Palace without a trace.

And Shen Qingzhuo sat on the chair, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and was acting as a brotherly apprentice with the third prince.

He drank several glasses of wine tonight, his white and tender cheeks turned red, and even his ears and neck were red. The third prince enthusiastically pulled his shoulders, and the two brothers seemed to be whispering.

His Highness the Crown Prince's face was heavy, but he couldn't say anything in front of the Empress Dowager, so he simply grabbed Xiao Shen's arm, "Old Seven, Brother Second Emperor has something to tell you."

"Second brother, do you want to avoid me saying anything?" The third prince didn't let go, and said with a smirk, "Father said, we brothers should be intimate."

"Second brother, third brother, stop arguing!" Xiao Shen shouted with his tongue out, smirking, "You are all my brothers!"

The fifth prince leaned out his upper body, joined in the fun and asked, "What about me?"

Xiao Shen couldn't help laughing loudly: "It's all..."

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

Good guy, there are quite a lot of good brothers?

"Shen'er." Seeing that the scene was getting more and more chaotic, the Queen Mother raised her voice and called out.

"Hey! Grandmother!" Xiao Shen immediately broke free from the two imperial brothers, walked staggeringly in front of the queen mother, and knelt down to salute, "Thank you grandma, for fucking and organizing the birthday banquet for me! Grandson can have today, all, all Rely on grandma!"

"Good boy, as long as you are happy, grandma's work is not in vain." The queen mother looked at him kindly, "You are drunk, go back and rest earlier."

After all, the empress dowager was old and couldn't stand the continuous noise, so the remaining princes bowed and retired one after another. Shen Qingzhuo followed suit and left the hall.

The seventh prince was so drunk that he staggered around, but he still didn't want to be supported by others. He could only watch helplessly as the little apprentice stumbled and stumbled, his heart was almost in his throat.

"Seventh brother, Brother Three Emperors will take you back." Xiao Hongyao said with hypocritical concern as he supported the Seventh Prince who was rushing straight to the ground in time.

Xiao Jingrui, who was standing on the side, grabbed his other arm, "Yes, it's dangerous for you to go back like this, my third brother and I will see you off!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stood not far away, his face drooping, and soon turned his gaze to Shen Qingzhuo.

"His Royal Highness." Sensing the look in his eyes, Shen Qingzhuo asked lightly, "What orders does Your Highness have?"

Since the last secret meeting, Beizhen Fusi's investigation of Grand Master Cao is still going on, but it's more like a show, and nothing useful has been found.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yichen forced out a smile, "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that I haven't had a drink with Mr. Shen tonight."

Shen Qingzhuo cupped his hands and apologized: "Qingzhuo was negligent, please forgive me, Your Highness the Prince."

"No problem." Xiao Yichen squinted his eyes, "In a few days, at Gu's birthday banquet, it won't be too late for Gu to have a few drinks with Mr. Shen alone."

Shen Qingzhuo smiled slightly: "Okay."

"At that time, what kind of gift will Mr. Shen give to Gu?" Xiao Yichen said in a pointed tone, "I'm really looking forward to it."

Shen Qingzhuo's smile deepened: "Your Highness, please rest assured, it must be a gift that His Highness will never forget—a great gift."

It's just that whether His Highness the Crown Prince will be blessed with this great gift is another question.

Xiao Yichen was about to make another statement, but was interrupted by a drunken voice: "I don't want you to give it to me! I can do it myself!"

Shen Qingzhuo subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, and saw that the little apprentice pushed the two princes away and staggered towards the palace road.

A hint of malice flashed in the eyes of His Highness the Crown Prince. This little bastard is so drunk that he should not be sent away. It would be better to fall to his death halfway, lest he have to continue acting in front of his father and grandmother.

"It's getting late, Qing Zhuo is leaving first." Shen Qingzhuo withdrew his eyes, and retired calmly, "His Royal Highness, please go back to the palace to rest earlier."

After all, without giving His Royal Highness the chance to continue rambling, he turned around and walked into the night.

***

Fortunately, Hui Jiyue Pavilion and Changle Palace were in the same direction, and Shen Qingzhuo followed the little apprentice not far or near, all the way in fear, always ready to rush forward to save others.

But the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong. The little apprentice was walking on the road leading to the cold palace.

He couldn't help slowing down, until the little apprentice slammed open the door of the cold palace, and there was a "bang", which startled him.

But Xiao Shen didn't realize it, after pushing the door open, he walked towards the main hall crookedly, and kicked the door of the hall again.

Concubine Zhao Gui, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly woke up from her dream, and looked at the tall figure with her back facing the moonlight in horror, "You you you... who are you?"

Xiao Shen let out a strange laugh from his throat: "My concubine doesn't recognize me again? Could it be—"

He walked towards the bed step by step, and asked almost with a sigh: "During these days, I have provided my concubine with delicious food and drink, why has concubine mother's condition worsened?"

"It's you..." Concubine Zhao Gui relaxed, her mind was sober, "What are you doing here?"

"Son's birthday, mother's good day." Xiao Shen stopped in front of her, and said in a strange tone, "Today is the son's birthday, of course the son will think of his concubine mother."

Concubine Zhao scratched her messy hair irritably, and after a long while, she replied with difficulty: "You, don't come, just pretend to be me and die."

She has been crazy for too long, and she usually screams meaninglessly, so that when she speaks normally like this, she is even a little incoherent.

Xiao Shen laughed again, but the words he said made people shudder: "Mother Concubine, do you know? When I was young, I really wished that you would die sooner."

When he was bullied by the princes, when he was stared at by the palace people, when he returned to the cold palace to seek comfort, but only got a few slaps and countless vicious curses, when he was born One day, when the concubine mother poisoned his food and wanted to die with him...

In those countless moments, he had thought bitterly, since there is the same as not having, why didn't the concubine mother just die?

He even almost took action. That night, he sat beside his concubine mother with injuries all over his body. The wet quilt covered the concubine mother's face in her sleep, and finally fled in despair.

He remembered that when his concubine mother was not crazy, she would hold him on her knees to teach him how to read, and sing a sad and pleasant song to lull him to sleep. Crying in front of him and saying sorry to him.

Hearing that her son wanted to die herself, Concubine Zhao Gui was shocked, her eyes flickered and she raised her head, looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar face, her lips trembling: "You...you kill me."

Xiao Shen stared at her coldly and silently, like a wolf dormant in the dark night, without saying a word.

He was so mean in the past, just a little warmth is enough to defeat him.

But it's different now, he finally tasted what wholehearted love is like, and he will no longer beg for a little bit of sweetness mixed with a knife.

"If I don't die for a day, your father will not... completely let go of your guard against you." Concubine Zhao closed her turbid eyes, and her whole body was like a dead tree that was about to die. Life, concubine mother...has had enough."

Xiao Shen's expression was indifferent, like a living dead who was numb to everything in the world, and moved very slowly, pulling out a sharp knife from his bosom bit by bit.

"Xiao Qi!" The next moment, a familiar voice came from outside the door, sounding full of tension and worry.

Almost at the same moment, Xiao Shen put away the knife with lightning speed, and turned around suddenly to look at the door.

Under the bright moonlight, Shen Qingzhuo stood at the entrance of the hall, as if he had come running all the way, panting with his chest rising and falling, "Xiao Qi, are you alright?"

The little apprentice had been in for too long, he paced anxiously at the door, he couldn't help but recall the scene of rescuing the child from Concubine Zhao, and finally couldn't help but run in.

Xiao Shen didn't respond, but his eye sockets became bloodshot and red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he walked towards the figure step by step.

In this short distance of a few steps, it was as difficult for him as if he had stepped into the sunny world again from the hell of corpses and seas of fire.

Shen Qingzhuo was still breathing, subconsciously stretched out his arms, and firmly caught the boy who fell into his arms.

Same as every time in the past.

"Sir..." The voice was low and hoarse, with a tinge of trembling crying, like a child who had been greatly wronged, finally returned to the warmest and trusting embrace, and just wanted to cry aloud to his heart's content.

Shen Qingzhuo's heart trembled slightly, and he raised his arms to hug the boy in his arms tightly.

The author has something to say:

Mr.: Confused, is my apprentice treating me like a father or a mother?

Wolf cub:? ? ?I treat you as my wife!

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