The Xia Qi royal family stipulated that once the prince reached the age of 18, he must leave the palace and build a mansion, and he should be conferred the title of the emperor. Although the ninth prince is the youngest son, there are many concubines in the royal family, and many are pregnant at the same time, so there are two people of the same age as him, the seventh prince and the eighth prince, and their birthdays are only a few months apart.
If you don't open your government, you can't be awarded a title, and if you don't have a title, you can't participate in the government, so the seventh and eighth princes still need to go to the study every day to check Mao. As for the ninth princes who have been in power since the age of fifteen, and who have not been crowned kings but are on an equal footing with the princes, that is a special case.
His temper was so violent and his behavior was so wild, but from the day he was born, he was destined to be established as the heir, thus becoming the ruler of Xia Qiguo. How can the other princes be reconciled? Therefore, the popularity of the ninth prince in the palace is really not very good. The princes seem to be in harmony with him on the surface, but in fact they wish he would die immediately.
But it is a pity that he is restless every night and has a bad temper every day, but his body is extremely tall and strong, and his talent for literacy and martial arts is far beyond ordinary people. This proves more and more that he has an extraordinary origin, and it also makes all the brothers jealous.
The seventh and eighth princes greeted him with a strong smile, and then sat down silently. The gentleman who was teaching in the class was also nervous, his fingers trembling slightly. This master has always disliked her husband's noisy and unpleasant voice when he was studying. When he was in a good mood, he could barely endure for a quarter of an hour, and when he was in a bad mood, he would suddenly become angry. What is hateful is that Emperor Zhongkang often condone his protection and did not teach accusations, making him more and more reckless.
It's okay if he doesn't come, sir, you can breathe a sigh of relief. If he wants to come, he must be prepared to eat and hang.
The atmosphere in the upper study was very solemn, but the party concerned sat in the first seat, his hands on his knees, his eyes slightly lowered, and his demeanor was very serene. At first, the gentleman lowered his voice and read a few paragraphs of the book. After a quarter of an hour passed, and the ninth prince had no tendency to walk away, he raised the volume slightly.
Suddenly, the ninth prince lifted the hem of his clothes and strode towards the door, his frowning brows showing a bit of anxiety, which startled everyone who was already nervous.
I've been sitting for a quarter of an hour today, what a great improvement! And it has not yet humiliated people for no reason, which is very good. The gentleman felt relieved, but he wished that the ninth prince would never come back after he left, but he didn't expect him to stop at the door and look out, as if waiting for someone.
After a short while, two eunuchs hurriedly approached with a young man carved in pink and jade, and before they set foot on the steps, they saw the ninth prince striding down to greet him.
"If you have Shu, come in with me quickly." He dragged the boy up to the study, looking very urgent.
Others said that he was short-tempered and could not calm down for a moment, that was because he always felt that something was missing in his heart. But he knew that this missing piece had disappeared as early as 600 years ago, and even if he searched hard in this world, there would not be a better result. So no matter how hesitant and restless his mood was, he could only endure it silently and wait for death to end everything.
But he never imagined that he would be so lucky, and inadvertently waited for the person who Zongsheng Emperor had been waiting for all his life. This is fate and fate.
As long as the young man appeared in the field of vision, as long as he was willing to stay left and right, even letting the Ninth Prince sit quietly for a day and a night would not feel boring, and even more, it would be a great enjoyment. So he didn't have to go to school, he still came to study, and planned to not miss a day of class before leaving the palace.
The seventh prince and the eighth prince had never seen their younger brother smile so brightly, and their faces could not help but show shock. They looked up and down the boy with scrutiny eyes, and then looked weird. Should it be said that things gather together and people are divided into groups? Although this young man is very beautiful, he is quite presumptuous in his behavior. He has already entered the upper study and is holding a huge meat bun in his hand. taste.
The teacher coughed twice, implying that he was not allowed to eat when he was teaching, but he blinked his big black and white eyes and pretended to be ignorant. The ninth prince even indulged him, not only telling him to eat slowly, but also frequently wiping his mouth with a handkerchief. Mr. couldn't, so he had to open one eye and close one eye, pretending he didn't see it, as long as the ninth prince didn't have a random attack today, he would be lucky, and he couldn't care if he wanted to.
Youshu is not pretending to be ignorant, but really ignorant. How did he know that he was not allowed to eat in the study? Even if you know it... you can eat it right, the world is big, and the food is the biggest. In the morning, Mrs. Wang had already prepared meals, but he didn't expect the father and son to be called by the old man to question them, so they didn't have time to use them. The old man was full of anger and didn't want to eat dinner, so they could only take two meat buns each and eat on the road.
The first bun was eaten by Shu in three or two bites, and the second one was ready to be eaten slowly. He was really particular about eating buns, like a mouse gnawing on corn. First, he gnawed the outer skin until only one bottom was left, which was used to hold the filling, and then swallowed the filling in one bite, enjoying the pleasure of chewing the meat.
Right now, half of the dome-shaped dough has been gnawed. He is holding the bun in the palm of his hand and nibbling on the other half in a different direction. Xixixuoso looks very funny. Not only did other people peek at it frequently, but also forcibly smiled, even the Ninth Prince couldn't help but laugh. He didn't care which article his husband was reading, he just held his cheek with one hand, admired the boy's cute eating appearance, wiped off the dripping gravy for him in time, and wanted to swallow this man as a piece of meat.
"What time did you wake up this morning?" He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then whispered in the boy's ear.
"Yinshi three quarters. Did you sleep well last night?" Youshu said vaguely.
"Thanks to the stars you picked for me, I slept very sweetly last night. Why did you wake up as early as me? Don't you feel sleepy?"
"I'm used to getting up early."
"That being the case, in the future, you can enter the palace at Yin Shi, and accompany me to have breakfast. The imperial meal in the palace is not comparable to Zhao's, and there are only thirty or forty kinds of cakes, not to mention others." The ninth prince coaxed.
Youshu's eyes lit up, and she nodded. The ninth prince suppressed his smile, took out a candied haws wrapped in oil paper from the dark compartment of the bookcase, placed it by his hand, and said, "After eating the buns and desserts, just tell me what you want to eat in the future, The chefs in the palace can cook everything from the southeast to the northwest, to delicacies of mountains and seas.”
You Shu's eyes are brighter, and two deep dimples are exposed on the cheeks. The ninth prince wished he could take him into his arms and give him a good kiss, but he reluctantly held it back. He only stretched out his index finger to poke at the dimple, and pinched his nose, his expression was very gentle and doting.
But looking at this situation, there is still something that the seventh prince and the eighth prince do not understand. No wonder the younger brother of the nine emperors is in such a happy mood. Whose son is so charming, you have to find out when you go back.
Youshu let the master knead it, and after eating the buns, he ate candied haws, and he did not forget to feed the master two grains. At the end, he wiped his hands and mouth, and opened the bookcase.
The sound of the boy "dududu" placing the four treasures of the study provoked others to look at it frequently, but they saw that in addition to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he also brought a small pottery pot, filled with water, paved with pebbles, planted with water plants, and pebbles. There was a black dumpling lying on the ground between the water plants, but it was a tortoise upon closer inspection.
Xue Wangjing was the first to break the skill, burst into laughter, then hurriedly covered his mouth under the stares of his husband, and said vaguely, "You Shu, why did you bring it? We are still having class here!"
Youshu is very well-behaved and obedient, but it is limited to the master and his parents. He will not care about others, let alone the so-called rules. He seriously retorted, "Xuanwu doesn't make any noise and can't disturb others."
Xue Wangjing laughed even more. This kid is too funny. He even took a turtle as a pet and named it Xuanwu, which is an ancient mythical beast. At this time, the concept of pets was far less extensive than in later generations, and it was naturally difficult to understand You Shu's actions.
Although the ninth prince also thought it was funny, he didn't stop him. Instead, he arranged the table top that You Shu had messed up, and then pointed to the classroom, signaling everyone to listen to the class seriously. He wants to enjoy the few hours when he sits quietly with Youshu and touches his skin.
You Shu nodded and listened carefully, then took out a book that her husband was explaining, spread it out on the table, and picked up another wolf to write notes. Xue Wangjing thought that the young man was ignorant and incompetent, and that he was just a decoration in the study, but at this time he was surprised to find that he was very talented and his handwriting was neat and beautiful. Point out a few mistakes.
I am afraid this can no longer be described by the words "very talented". He and the legendary "Youshu", who is so talented, aren't they also related to past and present lives? The more Xue Wangjing thought about it, the more likely it was, and his eyes could not help but straighten.
The ninth prince was also staring at the paper-covered hairpin with a slightly dissatisfied expression. He spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up a pen and wrote a few words, and said, "How about changing to cursive script in the future?" Even though he has admitted that Emperor Zongsheng is his previous life, he still does not want Shu to be branded by others.
You Shu nodded and agreed without saying a word, without asking why. He leaned over to his master, carefully looked at his handwriting, and then spread out a new piece of rice paper, writing notes in cursive. He is a psychic, who can copy other people's handwriting in his mind at a glance, and then write the exact same handwriting as if he were executing a program.
The ninth prince originally planned to teach him slowly, maybe he could hug him from behind, hold his small hand, and take advantage of him without a trace, but now all illusions are disillusioned, and he can't help but show a look of disappointment. He wasn't surprised by Shu's talent, if he really was the reincarnation of that person, he would be naturally talented. You must know that the few parallel essays that that person once wrote have not been surpassed by anyone to this day. He and the Overlord are both unmatched existences.
Xue Wangjing was shocked. But at a glance, you can imitate the handwriting of His Highness to ten percent. I am afraid there is no such person in the world. You Shu has only known His Highness for a few days, and it is impossible to obtain his handwriting and practice it in private. That is to say, as soon as His Highness asked him to change the font, he already mastered the essence of handwriting.
What kind of terrifying learning ability is this? No wonder he and His Royal Highness fell in love, they were two ghosts! Xue Wangjing let out a sigh of relief, and finally gave in completely.
Youshu also realized that what she had done was not right, but it was not because of the surprise of others, but because of the disappointed expression of the master. The better he was in the last life, the happier the master was. In this life, when he showed his strengths, the master did not praise him. Did he wish he could be a little dumber
You Shu guessed so, and then peeped at the master one by one, feeling a little uneasy. He is not ashamed of the behavior of "understanding and pretending not to understand". In his opinion, it is purely an insult to his IQ, but if the master likes it, he may be able to compromise a little. He has already said that in this life, he must make good compensation for the master, so that he can be safe and happy.
Thinking like this, You Shu nodded slightly and decided to hide her clumsiness.
Although the ninth prince came to the study, he was always very quiet. Except for staring at the boy, he didn't get into a rage for no reason, which made Mr. really relieved. Seeing that it was almost time, he immediately waved his hand to dismiss the students, and walked away quickly with the book in his hands, fearing that he would accidentally provoke that evil spirit.
Learning literature in the morning and martial arts in the afternoon, with an hour-long break in between. The ninth prince brought the boy to the East Palace and gave him a warm welcome. When Emperor Zhongkang came, the ninth prince was smashing a piece of tortilla and throwing it into a small pottery pot, and then broke another piece and handed it to the boy's lips. Accidentally stuffed his fingertips in and got a little saliva, he smirked and put it in his mouth, as if he had eaten some dragon liver and phoenix marrow, his expression was very intoxicated.
The young man didn't find it strange, he raised his face, blinked his eyes, and the small dimples on his cheeks showed his joy.
The two were head to head for a while, nose tip to nose tip to nose tip, and bit each other's ears for a while, not knowing what they were talking about. The boy's personality seems to be a little shy, and he doesn't talk or laugh loudly, but his son is uncharacteristically, giving out hearty laughter frequently. His flying eyebrows, soft and handsome facial features, and a warm and serene demeanor make Emperor Zhongkang's eyes red. .
Standing by the window for a long time, the chief eunuch asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you want to report?"
"No, let them stay together." Emperor Zhongkang waved his hand and stood for a while before leaving quietly. After six hundred years, it has finally come, what kind of sincere prayer can create such a wonderful fate
The ninth prince had already noticed that his father was approaching, but he pretended not to know, and when he left, he did not show any strangeness. You Shu felt more sensitive, but she didn't take the initiative to remind her. Now he can't wait around his master like a puppy all the time, how can he take care of others
After feeding Xuanwu, Youshu had to drag her master to bed no matter what, and wanted him to make up for all the missing sleep. The Ninth Prince couldn't get what he wanted, so he half pushed onto the bed, then pulled the boy into his arms and hugged him firmly, and locked his lower body with both feet.
The paintings on the top of the curtain have been put away, and the fireflies have also been released into the imperial garden, except for a golden embroidered dragon. When the young man was not around, the ninth prince wished he could fall asleep early, so that he could meet the young man again just by closing and opening his eyes. However, once he came to his side, the ninth prince wanted to stay awake all the time, and was reluctant to waste even a moment. He stared at Panlong, racking his brains to think about the topic, but his head was hugged by the young man, his eyes were covered by his palms, and he ordered, "Go to sleep."
Unable to resist, he arched in the boy's arms, and then closed his eyes, but tried his best to stay awake. He uncontrollably remembered the kiss from yesterday, and he felt uneasy for a while, not only longing for the young man to kiss him again, but also thinking about whether he should take the initiative.
Even if you have sharp senses, you can't see through the master's disguise. He waited for a while, and when the master's breathing was steady and his expression was calm, he stroked his long crow-blue hair with his fingertips, with a guilty and caring expression on his face. The moment he felt loved, he also knew how to love.
As the Bible says: Love is patient, love never fails, love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things... In the last life, he made the mistake of misunderstanding and misbelief, and in this life he also understands how to deal with it . He still didn't dare to show his true self to his master, but he believed that one day, sooner or later, he would accept his original self. No amount of misunderstandings, no amount of hardships, no amount of obstacles can drive him away from his master. He will endure forever and will never stop.
Thinking of the emotional part, his eyes were slightly red, and he lightly rubbed his master's smooth forehead with his tender cheeks, then put a pious kiss on his forehead, and said to himself, "I will never leave you again in this life, we are safe and sound. The earth will die, and then go to the grave together."
There is no word more beautiful than these few words, no kiss more emotional than this one. The ninth prince doesn't need to ask any more, he already understands You Shu's intentions for him. No matter how much he remembers about Emperor Zongsheng, he really loves himself now.
The ninth prince believed in his own judgment, and was even more emotional. This kiss only touched the eyebrows, but it seemed to go straight to the soul. There was always a sense of panic and emptiness that was missing. The fear and helplessness that had haunted him for countless days and nights finally completely dissipated in this kiss. He wanted to smile, and wanted to cry bitterly, but after holding it back, he didn't let himself open his eyes, scaring the sore-nosed boy.
He tried hard to hold back the more and more tears, lest the warm touch spread through the fabric to at least his chest, wake him up, and hear his soft sobbing. He cried, full of guilt and remorse, for the mistakes he had made and the six hundred years of time he had lost for no reason.
As usual, the ninth prince would definitely feel more distressed, but today he forced himself to remain silent. His eyelashes twitched lightly and quickly recovered, telling himself not to comfort him, so that he would always feel guilty and remorse, so that he would not abandon himself ruthlessly and heartlessly.
It seems a bit despicable to rely on a person's guilt and remorse to obtain the words "never parting", but he has no more secure way, and he is also tortured and afraid.
Youshu cried for a while before realizing that she was making a lot of noises. She quickly wiped away her tears, hugged her master's head tighter in her arms, then gently covered his ears and started burping one after another, frightened. It took a full quarter of an hour to calm down.
He rubbed his slightly red and swollen eyes, and then slowly fell asleep next to his master. After a while, the ninth prince looked up at him, sighed and branded a kiss between his foreheads, and murmured silently: "It's settled, this life will end in peace, and we will walk into the tomb together."
After waking up, You Shu's eyes were even more red and swollen, and there was almost only a small slit left, and her cheeks with a little baby fat looked like a big fat bun. The ninth prince was very distressed. He repeatedly massaged and kneaded the hot egg that had been peeled off the shell. He asked knowingly, "How can it be like this when you slept? I'll call an imperial doctor to help you take a look?"
"Don't!" Youshu quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes and stammered, "Yes, I drank a lot of water, so I got swollen. I often do this." He was not good at lying, let alone in front of his master. , The expression of guilty conscience has long betrayed the pure heart.
Seeing him like this, the Ninth Prince couldn't help laughing and laughing. He pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly. After swallowing the smile, he said, "Don't drink too much water when you sleep in the future. Don't go to the afternoon class, go back and have a good rest."
Before, he always wanted to keep the young man by his side all the time, because he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly, but just now, he got his promise and confirmed his intention. separation. He personally sent the boy back to Zhao's house, dragged him to the door and talked for a long time before he reluctantly let him go.
You Shu covered half of her face and walked to the small courtyard in hiding. On the way, she met several cousins, and she always felt that they were looking at her strangely. It didn't take long for him to understand why they were looking sideways at him. It turned out that Zhao Yusong, in order to retaliate, actually released rumors that he was favored by His Highness the Ninth Highness.
"I didn't expect the fifth son to look cute and cute, but he could sell his looks for fame and fortune."
"He can't read since he was a child, and he has nothing to do with his face. How can he gain a foothold in Beijing if he doesn't sell his looks?"
"Tsk tsk, even though he is everyone's young master, he is so humble in front of the royal family."
"Isn't it! No matter how well-born you are, you are still a servant of the royal family, just like us!"
Speaking of this, a group of servants gathered together and laughed, as if they had a sense of superiority. Youshu walked over lightly, not to mention anger, even embarrassment. In his eyes, these people are equivalent to cats and dogs, and what they say is also barking, meaningless.
Bypassing the rumored back garden, he arrived at his small courtyard and saw the destroyed defensive circle, his expression changed, and he hurried in and shouted mother.
"What are you shouting, what are you calling Hun'er? Mother is here!" Wang shi ran out of the room with a handkerchief dancing, and when he saw his son's red and swollen cheeks, he was shocked and said, "Son, what's wrong with you? Bullied?" She looked very strange when she said this, some worried and angry, and some relieved.
Youshu didn't have time to observe her reaction, so she pulled the purse from her waist and pulled out a talisman folded into a triangle. The edge of the talisman has been scorched, and it is still emitting a slight heat, obviously it has just been triggered.
"Who's here today?" There was a rare anger on his face, and the killing intent was even more powerful inside. He can move him, but he can't move the person he cares about, that monster is courting death!