It is cold and chilly, but the warm green and spring red are still under the unmelted snow, and the oncoming wind is no longer so piercing. The several pines and cypresses are all thick and thin, and they are said to have existed since ancient times. It may have been more than a hundred years. After the snow is gone, they are still verdant and verdant. It was a few hours of residual snow, but it was extraordinarily quiet.
The sunshine was rare, Bi Yao followed Qing Chen to this side with a few books in his hands, and saw Dan Qiong drying some scrolls in front of the porch from afar. The thin spring clothes in the shadow of green pine trees are quite a peaceful and picturesque scene.
Since Dan Qiong narrowly escaped from the Yanxi Palace, she is much quieter, different from the usual childish laughter all day long, she seems to have grown up all of a sudden, Bi Yao is very relieved. Now, although the crown prince has been abolished as the crown prince, he lived in secluded Songyutai on his way back from Zhuozhou, saying that he had lost power, but Princess Qingping came to Songyutai every few days. People dare to look at this side.
After climbing up the steps to the vestibule, Qing Chen turned to Bi Yao and said, "Go talk to Dan Qiong, I'll go in by myself."
Bi Yao agreed to go, Qing Chen went inside, Ye Tianhao bowed his head and was writing with a pen in the middle of the case, when he saw someone coming in, he looked up, but didn't say anything, wrote a few more sentences, put down the pen, and smiled: "Now you have become a frequent visitor to Songyu Terrace."
Qing Chen stepped forward to look at a stack of manuscripts he had just completed: "I'm here for this." Recently, when he came to Songyu Terrace, he became more and more familiar with Ye Tianhao, and they often chatted for half a day, which was very speculative.
Ye Tianhao studied the ink by himself, his sword eyebrows flew down obliquely, and Danfeng's eyeliner seemed to be hooked into his temples, with a rare swaying smile, flashing like starlight: "Maybe you can comment on whether it is right or wrong."
Qing Chen raised his eyes to see his smile. The gentle and elegant but always alienated Crown Prince that he used to see in the past is now a little more unrestrained in his gestures, talking and laughing freely, commenting on ancient and modern political history with a thousand words on paper, and reborn with brilliant pens. It is generally novel. I think he is really indifferent to the matter of abolition and establishment to the extreme, deep palaces and palaces, the emperor's family business, such a strange thing has happened, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse. But put the manuscript aside for a while, and said with a slight smile: "But today is not only for this purpose, there is a purpose."
The white hand on the mellow ink stopped, and an elegant reflection swayed in the shadow of the ink. With a light flick, Ye Tianhao raised his head, and Qing Chen said, "It's an oral instruction."
Ye Tianhao had a faint smile on his face, stood up and knelt with his lapels brushed, Qing Chen stood facing south and facing north, restraining his face and proclaiming the decree: "Confer the emperor's eldest son, Hao, as King Qi, hereby."
The slender body in front of him visibly stiffened, his brows were furrowed, and he looked over. Qing Chen smiled and said: "The purpose is only this one sentence."
Ye Tianhao came back to his senses, and suddenly smiled: "I thank my father for your kindness." Kowtowed down.
"Okay." Qing Chen sat aside with a relaxed expression: "You can read the manuscript."
Ye Tianhao remained silent, patted the lapel of his clothes lightly, sat down in front of the desk and continued to study ink, the slight fragrance of the ink rippled a few times, but he froze there, staring blankly ahead.
"Is this manuscript finished?" Qing Chen flipped through the manuscript and asked casually, but there was no answer. Looking up and seeing Ye Tianhao's pensive look, he knew that he couldn't let it all go, so he coughed lightly.
Ye Tianhao looked at her: "Huh?"
Qing Chen sorted out the manuscript in his hand: "If this manuscript is finished, His Highness may show it to the emperor himself, so as to save me from memorizing an omission."
"What?" Ye Tianhao was taken aback.
Qing Chen smiled sweetly and said: "The emperor is now very attached to this "Anecdote of the Kingdoms", and often asks about it." She came to Songyu Terrace every few days, went back to watch the machine and chatted to the emperor about the manuscript in her heart Listen, more than a month has passed, and seeing that the Emperor of Heaven was attracted by this manuscript, the anger of hating iron and steel has gradually subsided, and finally there is a decree for today. But in the end, there were only verbal orders, and there were no orders for the treasure book, gold seal, honor guard, and mansion of the king.
Ye Tianhao didn't want her to be so caring, and sighed, "It's hard for you."
Qing Chen said: "There is no overnight feud between father and son. The emperor's father has already regressed, so His Highness should not freeze."
Although Ye Tianhao looked innocent on the face, in his heart he was still worried about the day when he set the East Palace on fire after drinking, and said: "I am ashamed of Shengen."
Qing Chen suddenly thought of something, and pushed the book on the desk: "Almost forgot, read this."
Ye Tianhao opened a piece of green cloth wrapped in it: ""Xiefang Ji"?" He flipped through it and said, "This is Liu Chuancheng's only copy, which is extremely rare." His words were full of surprises.
Qing Chen said: "It's really rare, someone spent a lot of effort to find it for you."
Ye Tianhao's originally joyful expression calmed down, knowing that he liked this set of books, there was probably only one person.
Qing Chen then said lightly: "Some time ago my fetus moved, and I rested for a long time."
Ye Tianhao finally couldn't help casting an inquiring glance: "What?"
Seeing that he was finally still in a hurry, Qing Chen said, "It's no longer a problem, and now he looks a lot plump."
Ye Tianhao's heart relaxed unexpectedly, and he vaguely remembered that day when he came out of Beijing in the snow, there was a look of pain and contradiction in his eyes. The wind was raging, and the snow was icy, and there was a figure following him all the way, from Yige City to the north, as far as he was close. Stumbling in the deep snow, the long black cloak vaguely concealed his figure and covered his face, but he knew who it was at a glance.
The most tender place in my heart was tightly suppressed, almost breathless, and the suppressed person was about to go crazy. Even though he was cruel and didn't look at her, it was because the engraving had been deeply engraved long ago, and the pain pierced his bones when he moved.
That day Luanfei heard the will of the Emperor of Heaven and wished to go to Zhuozhou with Ye Tianhao, and because of this, he accidentally moved his fetal gas. Qing Chen thought about it, but finally did not tell Ye Tianhao in detail. He still cares about Luan Fei, that's good.
Ye Tianhao was silent for a while, and said, "Thank you."
Qing Chen said with a smile: "I am also entrusted by others, not to mention, Luan Fei is my sister after all."
Ye Tianhao put away the depression in his heart, and said with a smile: "You and the fourth brother are careful in everything, just don't follow the old path of Luanfei and me."
Qing Chen was stunned for a moment, everyone in the palace thought she was from King Zhan, and Ye Tianhao could understand it, but maybe he understood it too much, so it was rare to be confused.
Seeing her surprised, Ye Tianhao said: "My fourth brother has often lived and ate with me since he was a child, so he understands a little better than others. Everyone in this palace is filthy inside, but he treats me sincerely. But he has always been With that indifferent temper, you don't want to talk about something on your mind, if there is a collision someday, you should wait for it."
Deep pupils twinkled, and the faint gleam finally revealed solidity, Qing Chen said: "I've identified him, so it's him."
Ye Tianhao's hearty look reappeared: "Fourth brother is more blessed than me."
Qing Chen said generously: "Fortune and misfortune are all fate, so don't miss it."
Ye Tianhao said with deep emotion: "Everyone has his own fate, and good fortune tricks people."
Qing Chen said: "Although fate is determined by God, it is also up to people. It only depends on who is better, you or God." It was exactly what Ye Tianling once said.
Ye Tianhao smiled and said, "That's why you can live with him with such a temper!"
Qing Chen smiled without saying a word, his eyes were boundless and gentle, so deep. At the bottom of the tenderness, there is a cold firmness. She doesn't know how far and how difficult the road is, but she knows that no one can let go of herself and him.
Tianchao "Notes on Living in the Forbidden City", Volume 57, Chapter 13, starting from the 126th day of Tiandu Fan.
"...King Qi came to see him and presented the draft of "The Strange Chronicles of the Nations". The emperor was delighted and discussed with him all night. In the spring of the twenty-sixth year of Shengwu, King Qi Qi entered the Taichang Division of Yinghua Hall, majoring in the history of the past dynasties."