The sky had been clear for half a day, but after noon, cloudy clouds began to pile up faintly. The north wind suddenly tightened, sweeping the residual leaves in front of the steps, and the window pane pierced through it, making people shiver immediately.
Qing Chen peeked out, holding a purple jade wolf brush in his hand, but didn't know what to write. Seeing that the Emperor of Heaven was watching the memorial attentively, not moving at all, not caring about the outside of the house at all, he couldn't help but feel a little more anxious.
Under the dripping eaves in front of the Zhiyuan Hall, there was a man kneeling quietly, with a cold white robe, a straight back, a calm expression, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line, revealing a bit of indifference and determination. In Qing Chen's eyes, it was as if a frying pan was being boiled and firewood was added to his heart, and he was extremely anxious.
It has been more than half a day, and Ye Tianling has knelt there since the early court announced the decree to depose the crown prince and go to Zhuozhou. No one here in Zhuozhou knows better than him that the poor mountains and bad waters border the northern border, not only is the place miserable, but it is also a place where the Turks will be the first to enter the Central Plains. Ye Tianhao will definitely go there and never return.
The gray clouds finally floated feather-like snowflakes, covering the sky and covering the sky, and in a short while, they were full of Qiongzhiyu leaves. The glazed tile roof is covered with silver makeup, which is restrained in grace and domineering, making the world extraordinarily peaceful. It was snowing heavily, and there was no sign of stopping for a while, Ye Tianling frowned, if the snow continued like the previous few days, the people might collapse their houses, freeze and starve the roadside again, it is not Rui Zhao's anti It became a disaster.
Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and there was a slight sound in the snow. Someone came stepping on the snow, stood beside him, swept his robe, and knelt in the thick snow. Ye Tianling was slightly surprised, and turned his head to see Ye Tianzhan's warm eyes: "Fourth brother."
"Why is that?" Ye Tianling said calmly without any ups and downs.
Ye Tianzhan smiled: "He is also my elder brother."
Ye Tianling's eyes moved slightly, reflecting the icy and snowy light extremely clear. No more words, a layer of white snow soon fell in front of the two of them, but it was so cold that only Sun Shi'an and others broke out in sweat.
Qing Chen sorted out today's memorial, and the thick stack on the left was actually all about the impeachment of the deposed prince. Even the case of Tianwu Zuifang was found out that day, and they were arranged together in a roundabout way.
Now, due to the tragic death of the crown prince, the prince's faction headed by the right minister Wei Zongping has defected one after another, not to mention other people who have long been plotting. On the other hand, Feng Yan stood on the sidelines and stood still, as if he had no plans. However, Ye Tianhao didn't listen, look, ask, or speak to all this, and immediately set off for Zhuozhou after receiving the order, fearing that he would leave Yige City early.
On the bright red brazier, the Kowloon tents in the house shimmered and swayed as if seen through water. Before Ye Tianhao left Beijing, Qing Chen tried to ask Xie Jing to bring a text message, wondering if the words "the beauty is not gone, but the girl is coming, if there is love in my heart, I will live this life" can dissuade Ye Tianhao from begging for death If he still has affection for Luanfei, or if he is ok, if he cuts off his kindness, then it is useless not to go to Zhuozhou.
Qing Chen got up and put the notebook in front of the case, then glanced outside the room: "Your Majesty..."
"Huh?" Heavenly Emperor looked up.
"It's snowing." Qing Chen said softly.
"Oh." The Emperor of Heaven picked up a memorial, looked at it twice, and threw it aside. He leaned on the cushion and closed his eyes tiredly: "Tell me, what do you think?" Become ignored.
Seeing the Emperor of Heaven pointing at these memorials to impeach Ye Tianhao, Qing Chen flew obliquely under the slender eyebrows of his temples, his beautiful clear eyes were filled with worry, he thought for a while, and said four words: "Exaggerated."
The Emperor of Heaven frowned: "Continue."
Qing Chen took out a booklet: "Other Qing Chen dare not speak nonsense, but he personally experienced the case of Tianwu Zuifang half a year ago. Wei Weiqing and Guo Qimu have no law to rob and sell people's daughters, which is really a private act. What's your Highness doing? Nothing else, His Highness's disposition and temper alone, the Emperor also knows, how can he bother to join forces with such people? Now it's just a wall that's overthrown by everyone."
The Emperor of Heaven frowned: "People's hearts will change, and now I don't even know him."
Qing Chen said: "Your Highness has never changed, and the true nature of people will never change. It's just that sometimes not everyone can see it."
The Heavenly Emperor raised his head, his old but stern eyes pierced the bottom of Qing Chen's eyes, Qing Chen's eyes were not happy, as quiet as a deep lake, still faint.
The Emperor of Heaven looked at her for a while and said: "I would like to hear what you think in your heart. You made a great contribution when you came back from Pingli that day, but in the end you asked me not to seal Xiuyi, but at any time Oral orders to leave the palace. What's more, I don't want him in the world, so tell me, what do you think?"
Qing Chen lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips: "Qing Chen has a special background. Although he was born in an official family, he came from the Jianghu. He has been blessed by the Holy Grace to accompany him. He dare not ask for more. Your Highness may be different."
"How is it different?" Heavenly Emperor asked.
With an idea in mind, Qing Chen turned around and brought a stack of things: "Qing Chen has recently been ordered to sort out the archives of recent years, and saw many articles, memorials and government affairs handled by His Highness."
The Heavenly Emperor looked at the volumes piled up high, the old father and son talked by candlelight at night, and the situation of learning about the past and the present suddenly reappeared, and felt uncomfortable: "Take it away, I don't want to read it."
"Yes." Qing Chen agreed, but continued: "Your Majesty, looking at the government and the public, how many people can have the literary talent and erudition of His Highness? Hasn't the Emperor been proud of this? It's just governing the country and the world, but not this talent. good place to go."
The Emperor of Heaven was stunned for a moment, showing a thoughtful expression, and then he said displeased: "Could it be that you said that I handed over the world to him, and it was wrong?"
The sound of snow falling outside was rustling, weighing heavily on Qing Chen's heart, she shook her head and said, "No, the emperor gave the most precious and best to his son, and it was His Highness who didn't want to do that."
"Say." The Heavenly Emperor's voice was cold.
Qing Chen said truthfully without haste: "His Royal Highness once said a word when he left the Zhiyuan Palace that day, his heart is in the manuscripts of Qing History, and what he wants is to pass on Wenhua to the world."
The Emperor of Heaven stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead: "Wenhua has been handed down for generations, and the world doesn't pay attention to it... ok... ok..."
Sun Shi'an came in at this time, a lot of cold snow fell on his body: "Your Majesty, it's snowing heavily outside."
The Heavenly Emperor looked at the misty white snow outside the window for a while, but still only said: "Got it."
Sun Shi'an hesitated for a moment, and said again: "Your Highness the Seventh...has knelt together with His Highness Fourth for half a day."
"Oh?" The Heavenly Emperor stood up. Qing Chen's eyebrows twitched, the brothers seem to be in this way, stubbornly coming forward for a while, and vowed not to give up.
The Emperor of Heaven knocked on the dragon case a few times: "If you want to kneel, let them kneel!"
Qing Chen offered a cup of hot tea to the Emperor of Heaven: "Your Majesty, seeing the snow getting bigger and colder outside, if your two Highnesses really get sick from the cold, wouldn't it be the Emperor who feels sorry for you?"
The Emperor of Heaven was furious about the crown prince, and said: "What do they mean? Is it my will to take it back!"
Qing Chen persuaded softly: "The two Highnesses are also because of the kinship. For the sake of their hearts, please show mercy. The Fourth Highness has led troops to the northern border many times, and he knows that the situation in Zhuozhou is dangerous. In other words, isn’t this trip a life-and-death farewell? It’s hard for ordinary people to endure the wind, food, and dew, and now it’s snowing heavily!”
The Emperor of Heaven said coldly: "I just want to discipline this son well!"
Qing Chen said again: "Zhuozhou is the fiefdom of the Marquis of Beiyan. His Royal Highness, the crown prince, has been abolished. If he goes here, the tiger will fall into Pingyang. How could he be humiliated by them? Besides, if there is turmoil in northern Xinjiang, His Highness will not be there anywhere." A proper plan." She knew that the northern border was not peaceful, and Bei Yanhou was always on the verge of making a move, which worried the Emperor of Heaven, so she used this as a persuasion.
Sure enough, the emperor's expression moved, and Sun Shi'an hurriedly answered, "Your Majesty, your two highnesses are about to become snowmen, even if their bodies are hardened, they can't stand this."
Qing Chen said again: "Even if there is something wrong with your Highness, please ask the emperor to think more about Empress Mincheng's affection."
Speaking of Empress Mincheng, the Emperor of Heaven sighed, and finally walked out of the hall, Qing Chen and Sun Shi'an hurriedly followed.
Daxue didn't show any intention of stopping, she threw herself head-on, and the servants in front of the hall hurried over with umbrellas. When the Emperor of Heaven saw his two sons kneeling in the snow, one was proud and the other was gentle and calm, he also thought of his eldest son, how could he not feel distressed
A few people came from far away in the snow, but it was the maid who came surrounded by Empress Yin. Empress Yin received a report from the palace staff, and rushed over to see her son kneeling in the snow, she was really upset, not caring about the tightness of the snow and deep wind, she stepped forward a few steps: "Your Majesty, this is..."
The Emperor of Heaven frowned: "You really can't afford it!"
Ye Tianling still had a calm expression on his face, but he said firmly: "I beg my father to forgive my elder brother." Ye Tianzhan also said: "I beg my father to forgive me."
Empress Yin glanced at her son, and said softly to the Emperor of Heaven: "Your Majesty, the sons are all thinking of brotherhood, and they are also filial. You should be sympathetic to their painstaking efforts. Such a heavy snow, it is freezing cold , what should I do if I get sick!"
The Emperor of Heaven paced back and forth in front of the corridor for a few steps, sighed deeply, and finally said: "It's rare that you have the heart, why don't I miss the love of father and son in my heart?" Looking far away through the heavenly and jade-like palaces, it seemed to see a place far away: "Sun Shi'an, pass on my oral order to order the eldest prince to return to Beijing."
"Yes." Sun Shi'an hurriedly led people to chase him. Ye Tianling and Ye Tianzhan said in unison: "On behalf of the great emperor brother, I thank my father, Huang Long."
Empress Yin hurriedly told her servants: "It's all right now, get up quickly." Ye Tianzhan shook off the snow stains on his clothes: "My son is worrying my mother."
Ye Tianling supported the servant's hand to stand up, shaking his body slightly.
Qing Chen watched from the side, feeling pain in his heart, but he couldn't move forward, his eyes crossed for a moment, and in just a moment, he had already pressed thousands of words into the bottom of his heart, melting the ice and snow all over the sky.