An Changduan didn't expect that he was too lazy to maintain the harmony on the surface, so he brought the grievances between the two families to the fore. Since the prince was deposed, the Northern War King has become very popular, and the Northern War Palace has become even more popular. In contrast, the An family appears to be sparsely populated.
It is not a secret that the Prime Minister An Zhike and the Prince are friendly. Especially in the past two years, Emperor Anqing's health has deteriorated day by day. Sent to the East Palace to be a good Di. It's just that just after this idea was proposed, something happened to the East Palace, and then the crown prince was abolished. An Jia's chips were all empty.
There were a lot of people waiting to see the Anjia lively, but they were still afraid of the Bei Zhan Palace and did not dare to do anything on the bright side. Regardless of the rumors outside, An Zhike is still the serious Yue family of the Northern War King.
Just like this, the An family had to get on the big ship of the Northern War King.
The King of the Northern War never had a good look at An Zhike, so they could only put their minds on An Changqing. So there is the drama of An Chang's encounter.
It's just that after all the calculations, An Changqing didn't even save any face.
An Changduan stood on the bow with an ugly face, and heard the voice of the second son of Uncle Xiaowen's family: "If the princess's words are spread out, I am afraid that people will criticize them."
An Changqing said, "My parents are not kind, and my brothers are not in harmony. There have long been rumors about the grievances between me and the An family. Since I was not afraid of being criticized in the past, why should I be afraid of it now?"
The children of the noble family who were traveling with him were stunned for a moment, and then raised their glasses to him with a smile. The Prince of Wenchang Hou said with emotion: "If I can fight like a princess, my mother may not have to be scolded in the back house every day."
The Marquis of Wenchang was famous in Yejing for his good looks, and none of the eighteen wives and concubines in his family was a good man. Mrs. Wenchang Hou comes from a family of poetry and calligraphy. She has a gentle temperament and can't hold back those wives and concubines.
When the others heard the words, they poured wine for him and persuaded him to open the house. When he went to work in the future, it would be okay to bring Mrs. Hou out to open the mansion.
In a word, everyone was drinking and drinking and chatting, and no one cared about An Changduan on another painting boat.
An Changduan could only back away angrily. When he returned to the table, he saw the unexplainable eyes of his companions, and he was angry again.
When he returned to the An residence, he was called by An Zhike to inquire. An Changduan held back his anger, and deliberately repeated what An Changqing said as it was, and said again: "Father, this An Changqing obviously has hard wings, and when he sees the opportunity, he wants to take revenge on us. Why should we take the heat again? Putting your face on someone's cold ass?"
"Do you think the situation at home is still the same as before?" An Zhike looked at him with hatred: "I have done a lot for the prince in the past, and I have offended the third prince to death. Chou, no matter which one of them ascends the throne in the future, I will not have the day to turn over in my An Family!"
"Don't say hot face sticking to cold butt? He just wants you to kneel and admit your mistake. In order to settle down your family's business, then you have to kneel too!"
An Zhike stared at him and thought for a moment: "If you go again, you will say that I am seriously ill and miss the princess very much. Please make sure to come."
An Changduan's eyes widened in dissatisfaction, but he didn't dare to resist An Zhike after thinking about it, so he could only go out unwillingly. In the corridor, I met An Xiange again. An Xiange is now sixteen years old. At this age, the family should propose to her, but An Zhike had always wanted her to enter the East Palace, so he kept pressing the proposal. Now that the prince has been abolished, An Xiange's marriage has also been delayed.
Now that the Anjia situation doesn't have to be in the past, and she is only a prostitute, it is even more difficult to talk about a good marriage.
The two brothers and sisters collided in the corridor, and they were all angry. An Xiange looked at his expression: "Dad trained you again?"
Speaking of this An Changduan, there was a burst of irritability: "It's not for An Changqing."
An Xiange rolled her eyes and curled her lips, "I see that when Dad asked you to beg him, he was also dazed. He is a man and he is so old. What can he say in front of the King of the Northern War? Those little stories are in the book. It's well written, but in fact, the King of the Northern War doesn't have children? I think he knows he can't be of much help, and because he is afraid of being seen as embarrassing, he keeps avoiding us."
An Changduan thought so too, but he didn't dare to disobey An Zhike's order, so he could only reluctantly come to the door again.
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But he said that An Changqing had finished swimming the lake with his friends. Seeing that it was getting late, he said goodbye to everyone and prepared to go back.
He only took two guards with him when he went out, and they were all waiting on the shore. Just waiting for him to look for it, but no one was seen. He looked around suspiciously, but saw a familiar person under a tree not far away.
Xiao Zhige was standing under the tree with two horses and was looking at him.
An Changqing smiled subconsciously and strode towards him: "Why is the lord here?"
Of course, Xiao Zhige couldn't say that he came out to look for someone. He coughed lightly and found a reason at random: "I heard that Sanweizhai has a new style. I stopped by to buy it, and I happened to bump into it."
An Changqing took the reins and walked side by side with him leading the horse. Seeing his empty hand, he was a little puzzled: "Where's the cake?"
He didn't come out to buy pastries at all, and of course he didn't have anything in his hand. Xiao Zhige said without changing his face, "I haven't had time to buy it yet."
An Changqing was even more puzzled. Looking at the weather at this time, and then looking at the man's guilty expression, he suddenly said, "Your Highness isn't here to buy cakes, right?"
"… "
The lie was pierced, Xiao Zhige pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Did you come out to find me on purpose?" An Changqing guessed. It was still early in the morning, but it was almost dusk at this time. How can anyone stop by and buy a cake for a few hours
"… "
The Northern War King pretended to be a saw-billed gourd.
The two walked along the lake and happened to come to a place with few people. An Changqing stopped, went around to look at him, and affirmed: "You came to find me, when did you come? You have been Wait here?"
Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Xiao Zhige glanced at him and said "um".
"Fool." An Changqing whispered, and asked again, "Why didn't you go to me?"
Xiao Zhige originally wanted to make himself appear more dignified, how could the dignified Bei Zhan King be as jealous as those grumpy women, but his words changed his taste: "I'm going, your friends are afraid that they will become Quail."
He also deliberately emphasized the word "friend".
To say that An Changqing didn't understand at first, Xiao Zhige's vinegar smell is smouldering his nose now, if he doesn't understand, he is really stupid. He raised his hand and fanned his nose, and muttered in a puzzled manner, "Where is the sour smell coming from, does the lord smell it?"
"No." Bei Zhan Wang raised his face solemnly, but the tip of his ear was a little red.
An Changqing squinted at him: "Oh, tomorrow, the Prince of Wenchang will invite me to play polo again..."
Xiao Zhige's face sank: "Didn't the Prince of Wenchang just invite you to climb the mountain the day before yesterday?"
An Changqing suddenly laughed, with a bright smile in his eyes: "I lied to you, and you said that you are not jealous?"
"… "
Bei Zhan Wang sternly tried to prove that he was not a bitter and jealous woman: "It's not that I don't let you make friends..."
"I know." An Changqing jumped ahead of him and said, "It's my fault. These days I only care about my own happiness and ignore you and the children."
Switching the reins to another hand, he stretched out his fingers to hook the man's hand, first the little finger, then the ring finger, the middle finger... Finally, he held all of them, and shook his fingers: "If you don't like it, just tell me. I will push everything that can be pushed in the future.”
The King of Bei Zhan was coaxed to the point of turning his heart into a handful of honey water, and he was somewhat duplicitous: "You can go out and play if you like, you don't have to feel wronged for me. The child also has a nurse to take care of..."
"In my heart, no matter how good a friend is, it's not as important as you and the child." An Changqing shook his head with a serious expression.
"I'm afraid you'll be wronged." Xiao Zhige sighed suddenly, clenching his hands even tighter.
The person in front of him is no longer the little boy who was bullied and helpless before. Even without his protection, he should be able to live well. Maybe the imperial examination, maybe the business... No matter what you do, you will probably be like these days, calling friends and friends, and you will be in high spirits. Not for him, but for the two children, trapped in the back of the palace like a canary.
For him, An Changqing has sacrificed a lot, and Xiao Zhige doesn't want to restrict his friendship because of his own selfishness.
"But I wasn't wronged." An Changqing looked at him disapprovingly. He considers himself more fortunate than most people. There is a partner who trusts each other, and there are children who are connected by blood. Although there were ups and downs from time to time, they were able to go through it together.
As for his new friends, he naturally cherishes them. But they won't be sad because they call their loved ones.
What's more, a partner and a friend are not opposites.
"If there are more invitations in the future, I'll invite them to the palace." Bei Zhan palace has just been renovated generously, the scenery is not bad, and it is not rude to invite people to be guests.
Xiao Zhige stared at him deeply, and it took a long time to say "Okay". It's just that he said so, but he has already secretly cares about it in his heart.
When the two returned, they still stopped by Sanweizhai. Sanweizhai didn't have any new desserts, An Changqing bought pastries that he liked to eat, and he didn't forget to make fun of Xiao Zhige about it before leaving.
Back at the palace, it was time for dinner.
When An Changqing drank wine in the painting boat, he didn't have much to eat. After scribbling a few chopsticks, I stopped eating. In the evening, he cried out that he was hungry again, and nibbled at the snacks from Sanweizhai.
Xiao Zhige looked at him with a headache: "I always say that An Zhu is like me, but I think you are the most like."
An Changqing stuffed a snack in his mouth, and did not forget to retort with his bulging cheeks: "Where does it look like?"
"Isn't it just like you if you don't eat well?" Xiao Zhige said.
The two brothers and sisters are getting smarter and smarter as they get older, and they are already seven months old. In addition to breastfeeding on weekdays, I can now eat some complementary foods. It's just that Xiao Anzhu always refuses to eat well during the day. He eats two bites and plays for a while, then eats two more bites and plays for a while. I'm going to cry when I'm hungry at night. In comparison, elder brother Xiao Anheng is much more honest.
After thinking about it, An Changqing was really like this, looking at the dim sum in his hand, he was a little tangled, he hadn't eaten two bites yet.
"My mother said that I was good when I was a child, so I can't depend on me for that."
Still reluctant to give up the dessert, An Changqing quickly ate the remaining half of the plum blossom cake and said confidently, "It must be that you didn't eat well when you were a child."
Xiao Zhige: "..." Come on.
Contentedly, An Changqing rinsed his mouth after eating the snacks, and remembered the incident of meeting An Changduan during the day. He almost cut off communication with the An family. At this time, An Changduan suddenly took the initiative to join up again, obviously nothing good.
"On the painting boat during the day, I met An Changduan. Did something happen to the An family?"
Xiao Zhige poured him a cup of hawthorn tea to digest, and said, "Xiao Qi'an is down, An Zhike must panic."
Apart from An Zhike, the An family has no future descendants. Even the most promising An Changyu in the past could only spin around. In addition, the second room was separated from the big room again, and it was no longer like a bottomless pit to fill in money. Although An Zhike was an official worshiping the prime minister, life was not easy. Even in order to protect the prosperity and wealth of the An family, he had to stand on the side of the prince regardless of Emperor Anqing's displeasure. He had already lost the trust of Emperor Anqing. Once he fell, the An family would be completely over.
"No wonder An Changduan suddenly started to get close to me. I'm afraid An Zhike called him here." An Changqing sneered: "I didn't bother them, but they would like to scrape a layer of oil off me."
"Just ignore them." Xiao Zhige also looked down on the An family: "When I find a name in the future, I will keep them far away, so as not to be an eyesore."
An Changqing said, "An Zhike won't let go of my fat so easily."
In the past life and this life, in two lifetimes, he saw this father clearly. An Zhike is a real villain. As long as it is profitable, he can come up with a shy face. If you are of no value to him, he can abandon you without hesitation and turn around to find a home.
In his eyes, there is no flesh-and-blood kinship, no propriety, righteousness, and honor, only interests come first.
And he guessed it right, but after two days, the dog skin plaster that An Chang was holding was stuck again. This time, he behaved well, and regardless of whether the concierge asked him to enter, he shouted at the gate with a sad face: "Father and son did not have any feuds overnight, but no matter how bad the father is, considering that he is now seriously ill, Please also ask the princess to go back and take a look, father is most concerned about you now."
The housekeeper could not be the master, and he was afraid that he would continue to shout outside and attract rumors, so he could only invite him to the flower hall first.
An Changqing came later, and after listening to the butler's reply, he asked without a smile, "Is Prime Minister An ill?"
An Changduan nodded quickly: "Yes, the illness is not serious, and now I can't get up."
"It's so serious? I asked someone to take a sign and ask the imperial physician to see it. As for me... I'm busy in the mansion, so I won't go." An Changqing didn't even bother to say polite words, sipped his tea and said lightly.
Hearing that he wanted to ask the imperial doctor, An Changduan became a little anxious: "This... my father is just suffering from a heart disease, so I don't need to bother the imperial doctor. If the third brother is willing to see it, I can't tell."
"After all, I have to go this time?" An Changqing put the tea cup on the table heavily.
An Changduan's heart also jumped. At this moment, he was inexplicably afraid of him. He didn't dare to go to An Changqing, so he had to repeat: "Princess, go take a look, my father may be fine."
This time, An Changqing didn't speak, and the atmosphere in the flower hall was condensed for a while. When An Chang was fidgeting, he heard him say: "Then go have a look."
Instead, he wanted to see what tricks An Zhike was going to play. He avoided seeing him, perhaps they thought he was afraid.
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