Spring goes and autumn comes, and in the blink of an eye, four years have passed.
In the Hall of Qinghe, a vigorous and nimble figure like a swimming dragon danced a sword in the courtyard. Following his every move, the sharp sword energy pierced the air and made contending sounds.
In the peach blossom season in March, the peach blossoms planted in the yard are blooming vigorously, and many pink petals will fall when the wind blows.
The figure of the young man practicing sword accompanied by the falling petals formed an unusually bright landscape. In the direction where his sword edge was slashed, a falling petal was split in two, spinning and falling to the ground.
He took a sword flower in his hand, picked up one of the peach blossoms in the air with the tip of the sword, turned around and sent it to the man in the wheelchair beside him, and said with a smile on his face, "Your Highness, I give it to you."
The peach blossoms in front of my eyes are fragrant and delicate, but the young man holding the sword is not much less.
He was dressed in a simple white bunt, his black hair was bundled up casually, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and a smile on the corner of his lips gave him a gentle and jade-like temperament.
Xiao Qiheng's eyes fell on his face.
In four years, this little bastard is no longer as thin as before. He has practiced swords with Zhao Qing these years, his stature has grown a lot, the childishness on his face has also faded, and he has become a man with outstanding appearance and good temperament juvenile.
The point is, this little bastard is becoming less and less like a eunuch. When he goes out with this appearance, people who don't know will think he is the son of a big family.
The two looked at each other, and Jiang Li blinked at him.
Xiao Qiheng's eyes moved to the peach blossom, and he stretched out his hand to remove the blade of the sword: "Who taught you to use the sword against Gu? Your courage is getting bigger and bigger."
Even though he said so, there was no sign of anger, Jiang Li smiled, retracted his wrist, retracted the sword, and held the peach blossom in his palm and sent it to the other party again: "Is that okay?"
Xiao Qiheng didn't even look at him, turned the wheelchair back to the main hall, and said in a light tone: "It's useless to send flowers, today's class has not been completed, continue in the afternoon."
Jiang Li looked at his back, held the peach blossom in his palm with five fingers, shook his head and sighed: "It's really a headache."
In the past four years, he has never stopped studying for a day, and his beloved Crown Prince always finds something for him to enrich himself.
Putting the sword back into the scabbard, Jiang Li wiped off his sweat, went back to take a bath, changed back into the eunuch's palace clothes, and then went to the main hall to find Xiao Qiheng.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, he heard bursts of piano sound coming from the hall. Jiang Li walked in quickly and saw Xiao Qiheng sitting in front of the piano table, plucking the strings of "Phoenix Tail" with one hand , with a relaxed posture and seems to be in a good mood.
Xiao Qiheng heard footsteps, looked back at him approaching, withdrew his hand on the strings, turned the wheelchair to the side, and then raised his chin to signal him to sit down.
Jiang Li has been learning the guqin for four years since the first time he came into contact with the guqin. He sat down on the chair in front of the piano table, stroked the strings with both hands, and then played the song "Sigh Among Flowers".
This is a ditty composed by a folk musician, lamenting the beauty of all the flowers in the world.
Xiao Qiheng sat aside, his eyes half-closed, and his index finger placed on the armrest lightly tapped along with his rhythm. When he finished the song, he raised his eyes to look at him, and said in approval: "Not bad."
Jiang Li smiled when he heard the words, propping his elbows on the table: "It's all taught well by His Highness."
It wasn't a day or two since he was glib. The two had been facing each other day and night for four years. Xiao Qiheng was already immune, and was about to let him play another song when there were footsteps outside, and when he turned around, he saw Zhao Qing walking in.
Seeing Zhao Qing, Jiang Li called out to him, "Brother Zhao."
Zhao Qing nodded to him, and then said to Xiao Qiheng: "Your Highness, I just received the news that Young Master has returned to Beijing."
The young master he was talking about was Zheng Yu, who was Xiao Qiheng's young playmate. Five years ago, because of a dispute with the old master, he went to join the army in a fit of anger, and ran to the place where no shit was in Xiyangguan to fight with him. The soldiers stationed at the gate guarded the gate together, and they never returned to Beijing for five years.
A month ago, when foreign enemies invaded Xiyangguan, Zheng Yu led all the soldiers to fight the enemy, and it took more than half a month to repel the enemy.
In order to boost morale, Emperor Yuan issued an order to summon Zheng Yu and several generals from Guanzhong to return to Beijing to receive the title.
Xiao Qiheng nodded: "Got it."
Just after he finished speaking, a dissatisfied young male voice came from outside: "His Royal Highness, I said you are too heartless! Why are you not excited about my return at all?"
The three followed the prestige, and saw a man about thirty years old stepping into the hall. He was wearing a suit of armor, his complexion was a healthy wheat color, and his face was handsome and a little ruffian.
Seeing the other party, Zhao Qing cupped his hands and saluted: "Zhao Qing has met the young master!"
Although Jiang Li met Zheng Yu for the first time, he had been serving Xiao Qiheng for so long, but he also knew that the other party was Xiao Qiheng's friend, so he stood up from his chair and saluted respectfully: "Jiang Li met the young master. "
Zheng Yu knew Zhao Qing, but Jiang Li met him for the first time. Seeing that he looked outstanding, but he was wearing a eunuch's palace uniform, and he was sitting in front of the piano table just now. He couldn't help being surprised: "Hey, who are you?"
"The slave is His Royal Highness's personal attendant." Jiang Li replied.
"Oh." Zheng Yu just asked casually, and didn't care who he was. After answering, he turned the conversation aside to Xiao Qiheng, who was indifferent to his sudden appearance: "Hey, I said you, we are five or five It’s been a year since I’ve seen you, so please give me some feedback when you see me coming back! I came here after seeing the emperor, and I didn’t even return home.”
"What's the reaction?" Xiao Qiheng looked at him, "Do you need me to stand up and greet you?"
"That's not necessary." Zheng Yu waved his hand, pulled a stool and sat down opposite him, "But why don't you look surprised at all when you see me?"
Xiao Qiheng stroked his cuffs, and said lightly: "It's expected."
Although Zheng Yu came back from outside the pass, he did not reconcile with the old Lord Hou. Since he didn't want to go back to the Hou's mansion, he must have come here.
"It's still you who understand me." Zheng Yu laughed, took the tea Jiang Li handed over, blew on it a few times, and then finished it in a big gulp. He has eaten the same pot of rice with the soldiers in the army these years, and his life is very good It's rough, and I don't have the habit of savoring tea carefully.
Jiang Li stood aside and took a closer look at Zheng Yu. Although the other person's appearance was unfamiliar, he had a feeling that it was Qiao Yu who was convenient.
From Shen Yuzhi to Feng Yu to Qiao Yu, and now Zheng Yu.
"Little cutie, did I guess right?" Jiang Li asked in his heart.
"It cannot be said." The system replied.
Jiang Li didn't have to confirm this conjecture, so he didn't ask any further questions, and stood aside and waited.
"By the way, I haven't been here for a few years. You feel different here. Even fruit trees have been planted." Zheng Yu said. When he came in just now, he found that there were many fruit trees and peach blossoms planted in the yard. It was very different from the cold and cheerless look at that time.
The fruit trees and peach blossoms were all planted by Jiang Li, and he also planted grapes in the side courtyard, but Zheng Yu didn't pass by there so he didn't see it.
"Did you come here specifically to talk nonsense?" Xiao Qiheng asked.
"I don't like to hear your words anymore." Zheng Yu said unwillingly, "Brother, I came here to see you, you should be grateful to me, by the way, how is your leg?"
As he said, he bent down to see Xiao Qiheng's legs, Xiao Qiheng turned the wheelchair and stepped back a little, avoiding his hands: "Don't move your hands or feet."
Under Jiang Li's treatment over the years, his legs have improved a lot. Even though he still can't walk normally, the muscle atrophy has disappeared. From the outside, it looks like a normal person's legs, but even so , he still doesn't like others touching his legs.
Of course, except for Jiang Li.
"I'm concerned about you, okay?" Zheng Yu said speechlessly, but seeing his repulsion, he no longer insisted, and turned to Jiang Li and said, "Well... what's your name?"
Jiang Li replied: "Slave Jiang Li."
"Jiang Li, I remember." Zheng Yu nodded, touched his stomach, and ordered, "Go get me something to eat, I haven't eaten today."
Before Jiang Li could respond, Xiao Qiheng said, "Go back to your Hou Mansion and eat."
Although Jiang Li was an internal servant, his status has been rising steadily in the past four years. In the Hall of Qinghe, no one can order him except Xiao Qiheng, not even Zhao Qing.
So Xiao Qiheng subconsciously felt displeased when he heard Zheng Yu ordering his people as a matter of course.
Zheng Yu was baffled by his words: "What's wrong with your meal? How much rice I ate, can I return it to you tomorrow? I haven't seen you for a few years, why are you so fussy?"
Zheng Yu didn't understand where the problem was, but Zhao Qing did. He took the initiative to say, "Young Master, I'll ask someone to prepare it for you. What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever, I'm not picky about food." Zheng Yu said, when he was in Xiyangguan, he ate big pots of rice and big pots of vegetables, so he didn't have to choose at all.
"Slave go prepare." Jiang Li said.
Hearing this, Xiao Qiheng raised his head and glanced at him, frowning slightly.
Jiang Li smiled at him: "Your Highness eats little at noon, so he should be hungry now."
What he said meant that he was going to prepare food for Xiao Qiheng, and Zheng Yu was just taking advantage of it along the way.
The two had been together for many years, Xiao Qiheng naturally understood what he meant, and nodded with a stretched brow.
After Jiang Li retired, Zhao Qing stayed to serve.
Although Xiao Qiheng and Zheng Yu haven't seen each other for many years, it stands to reason that they should have endless conversations, but Zheng Yu was talking about two-thirds of the whole time, and Xiao Qiheng occasionally responded twice, which reminded Zhao Qing that he had seen Xiao Qiheng replying to each other before. There is only a short word "read" in the content.
What a touching brotherhood. Zhao Qing thought to herself.
Finally, when Zheng Yu was talking dry, Jiang Li and Cui Ya brought the food over.
Since it was not time for dinner, Jiang Li didn't prepare too much, but just made a few home-cooked dishes, a dish of noodles with meat sauce, and the old duck soup that had been simmering on the stove since noon.
Over the years, Jiang Li has always been in charge of Xiao Qiheng's meals, and Xiao Qiheng knows his craftsmanship like the back of his hand.
But it was the first time for Zheng Yu to eat it. After eating rough food outside the customs for so many years, his mouth was almost getting rough. The first mouthful of mixed noodles was shocked by its delicious taste.
The Q-bowl of the noodles is strong. When he bites down, the broken noodles seem to be bouncing in his mouth, which is extremely vigorous. When he eats it with the fragrant meat sauce, he almost has the urge to cry.
After a meal, Zheng Yu, who had been tortured by the cauldron outside the customs for several years, even ate the sauce of the noodles. He looked at Jiang Li and said, "You made this?"
Looking at him, Jiang Li couldn't help but think of the scene where Qiao Yu tried every means to earn money in his previous life, nodded and smiled, "Yes, thanks to the little duke who doesn't dislike it."
"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, it's so fucking delicious!!" Zheng Yu said, turning his head to look at Xiao Qiheng, "Brother, the noodles made by your little eunuch are so delicious, let me take them back to Houfu for a few days Right? I promise to raise you fat and fat for nothing!"
Xiao Qiheng: "..."
She is well-raised alone, so you want to worry about her