A few days later, Xin Yichen got up and went out, and at first glance, the steps were covered with white snow. He was taken aback, and only when the snow fell on his neck was he surprised to realize that it was snowing. He shrank back for a moment, and the warm cloak around his neck rubbed his neck, making him gradually relax.
Although it was another winter, he was no longer suffering from the cold in the stable of Prince Ping's Mansion.
Xin Yi put on the front buckle, turned the corridor and went to the racecourse as usual. Qu had already ordered people to clean up the place early in the morning, and Xin Yi was still standing outside the corridor waiting. Meng Chen also came early today, so he should be able to predict that Xin Yi would not be lazy after seeing Xue. Seeing Shi Ziye standing in the snow and exhaling, his eyes were gray, but he didn't seem to turn around and call out respectfully to Uncle Meng.
Meng Chen stopped and followed his gaze, and saw a falcon hovering above the courtyard. Meng Chen was stunned, and said: "Who raises falcons in Beijing?"
Birds of prey are now mostly fed by hunters, and Dayuan is the best at this. Alslen has several sea dongqings in Canaan Mountain. Falcons like this are rare in the Beiyang army, and it is inevitable that people will be shocked if they are placed in the capital of Yingying and Yanyan.
Xin Yi's eyes moved with the falcon, watching the white falcon flying overhead and disappearing in the eaves of the Cangxue building in a blink of an eye, and said: "Maybe someone begged for it." After speaking, he seemed not to care, and smiled at Meng Chen Said: "Uncle Meng."
Meng Chen often walks in the army, and he is very concerned about the birds of prey in Dayuan, so his eyes are still fixed on the invisible white falcon, and he said to Xin Yi: "Since you can allow it to be in the sky above the capital, I am afraid the status of the owner is not low. In the army, I saw that the birds of prey domesticated by Da Yuan are mostly used for police defense and auxiliary purposes. I don’t know if this one will work, but the son of the world should pay attention to it.”
Xin Yi nodded in agreement, "Uncle Meng is right."
The two went to the old place. Meng Chen said: "Your Majesty does not have a knife, so it is not an option to receive a white blade empty-handed. I have already sent a letter to Ji Baiyue, and he said that although the lord's saber was confiscated by the palace, the eldest son's is still there. If he thinks it's okay, he will send someone to bring the knife. What do you think, Master?"
Xin Yi stagnated slightly, shook his head and said, "I'm not good at learning, how can I touch big brother's knife."
The name of Xin Jing's sword is "Tian Dao", which means "Successful success, fame, retreat, the way of heaven." It's a pity that the name is clear, but the body has not retreated. Falling into Wanze, it is quite melancholy to read now.
"My son." Meng Chen stopped suddenly and looked at him sideways. "Back then, the ashes of the princess were presented to the door. Shangjin Qiude was afraid and suspicious and refused to take it back. The princess is now trapped in the palace, and the son hates Wanze. This account is completely out of Tianjin." remember."
Xin Yi walked forward a few steps slowly, turned his back to Meng Chen in the whiteness, and did not speak.
"The 300,000 stragglers in Beiyang are stationed in Tianjin, but they all have their hearts towards the son. As long as the son returns to Beiyang, he only needs to raise his arms and shout. Why can't he be king?" Meng Chen clenched the handle of the knife and looked up at the heavy snow. , my calm mood was tumbling, I just felt that the heavy snow in Kyoto seemed to bury and cover people and the past together, and digested them completely. Seeing that Xin Yi was silent, he raised his voice slightly, and said, "As long as the eldest son is in Beiyang, is he still afraid of this old emperor? He is currently in chaos in the court, and the crown prince is deeply plotting. It is hard to predict whether he will live through the years. We There are soldiers and food to sit in the northern border, Dayuan is eyeing, and the crown prince can't even try to restrain him! As long as the son is crowned and returned to the king, Beiyang and the capital will not be in contact with each other. Are you talking about what the prince said back then? Taking the concubine home is also a breeze! Your son, don’t you want to take revenge?"
Meng Chen gritted his teeth for this word of hatred, obviously he hated Kyoto for many years, and he couldn't bear it as usual like Ji Baiyue. After getting along with Xin Yi for the past month, now he just wants to express it quickly. Just when he was talking, his heart was surging, but he heard Xin Yi laugh out loud, and even shook his shoulders.
"Meng Chen." Xin Yi looked back, "What kind of revenge do you want? Do you want to pull out the cramp on the dragon chair, or do you want me to overthrow the world and disturb the peace." The corners of his eyes were red when he smiled, and his eyes were ruthless, " My father has been stationed in the northern border all his life, and what he seeks is loyalty to the emperor. My brothers are all dead, and what he seeks is peace. How should I avenge this enmity? Killing the emperor is to refute my father's steadfastness throughout my life, and turning the situation is to push my elder brother's hard work for the rest of his life , who should I kill? Who can I kill?"
Meng Chen was stunned, and said: "But the emperor—"
"He is king and father to my father. Even though I have a lot of viciousness in my heart, I can't refute this righteousness." Xin Yi sneered, "The Beiyang army is at the hands of King Yan, and my father and brother swear to protect the country and the people. My elder brother knows blood and deep hatred , but also to carry a sword to protect Dalan. Do you think he can't touch King Ping? If he opened the northern border and let Dayuan's iron cavalry enter the mountain, today he is the emperor's prince and Dalan Yunsheng. He turned around abruptly, and said coldly, "It doesn't matter whether I have the ability to stir up the world, even if I return to Beiyang to raise my arms and receive the title of king, then I will hold my own and force the capital, what will happen next? Yang alone defends and proclaims himself emperor! From then on, the country will be ruined, and the army will be aggressive, and one day my soul will return to the underworld, and I will be kicked to ashes by my elder brother!"
Meng Chen refused to accept, gritted his teeth and said in a choked voice: "Could it be that the son will hide in the capital for the rest of his life, in order to be safe!"
"I will avenge this." Xin Yi looked at the palace and said calmly, "Avenge this as I promised."
The hatred between his green brows has been entangled in his heart since the very beginning, and it is gradually hidden in the horsewhip and stench, and it is further deepened in the beauty and warmth. The oath on his back and shoulders prevents him from doing whatever he wants, but it also prevents hatred from affecting his bottom line. King Yan has taught four sons, and the greatest comfort is that none of these four sons is a coward who will harm the country and the people by relying on personal anger.
It's snowing in Kyoto, and there are earth dragons in the house. After Bai Jiu came back, he waited for Xin Yi in the room, asked someone to warm the milk, and read a book by himself before the case. When it was almost time, he heard someone's footsteps from the corridor to the door, even if he played softly, Bai Jiu knew who it was. But today it was strange that he stayed at the door for a while before opening the door and coming in.
As soon as the curtain was lifted, Bai Jiu propped his head up to read the book, and turned his eyes to look a little unusually between Xin Yi's brows. I don't know how many times this little ghost has practiced on the door panel. When he saw someone, he dimpled, came over and put his claws into the back of Bai Jiu's neck, and said, "I'm back."
Bai Jiu raised his hands to hold his hands, and slid them down his neck to his chest, leaning against his soft eyes, his eyes were frozen, and said, "Warm it up."
Xin Yi's nose was red from the cold, and he immediately laughed when he heard this, and wanted to shake his hands, "Hands are cold."
Bai Jiu pressed the button firmly, "It's snowing heavily today, do you want to warm up for lunch?"
Xin Yi thought for a while and said, "I want to drink milk."
Bai Jiu got up and led him to the stove, lifted the bowl from the small table, and handed it to him. Xin Yi knew what it was as soon as he picked it up, so he pursed his lips and smiled at Baijiu, raised his hand and drank it in one gulp. After Bai Jiu had finished drinking, he led him back to the couch.
"How is Meng Chen today?" Bai Jiu asked as usual.
Xin Yi moved his eyes from his unrelenting hands back to his face, and sighed, "Why does Jing Yuan know everything?"
"Fiery eyes." Bai Jiu looked at him narrowly, "What's the matter?"
"Old disputes." Xin Yi picked up the dried fruit left for him on the picking table, stuffed an almond into the mouth, unexpectedly it was a bitter one. He frowned slightly, and before he even said anything, Bai Jiu knew about it, so he raised his palm to his lips and said, "I spit it out."
Xin Yi felt dirty, so he held his mouth and shook his head. Bai Jiu pinched his chin and shook it, then frowned and said, "I'm fat, throw up quickly."
As soon as Xin Yi let go, he left Bai Jiu's palm, which was still drooling, and when he blushed, he wanted to wipe it off, so Bai Jiu left it for him to wipe it off. Xin Yi said: "It's all about Master Saliva."
Bai Jiu hummed, and said, "What does Meng Chen mean?"
"Literally the old meaning." Xin Yi hooked his fingers to play, and said with downcast eyes: "Waiting for me to go back, if God will help the three armies to turn the clouds and rain." He laughed, "By the way, kill the emperor and wipe the capital, A hero for a lifetime to dominate the northern border."
Bai Jiu saw his long eyelashes and touched him lightly, "You can't do it."
"That's what I said." Xin Yi looked up at him, "I can't even tell my father and brother about this, let alone me?"
"No." Bai Jiu put the back of his hand on his cheek, narrow eyes, "Your family doesn't want to do this, so you can't do it." Bai Jiu paused, "karma reincarnates, there should be a day for them to never It will be one point less."
Xin Yi sighed softly, and said quietly: "I can't wait, but I can only wait."
"No one can touch anyone before the time." Bai Jiu sneered, "The emperor is careless, and there is a prince who is like a wolf."
"It's snowing, and the crown prince should be here." Xin Yi asked, "Why didn't you hear anything?"
"Just a few days." Bai Jiu raised his head slightly, "It's time to arrive."
As if to prove Bai Jiu's words, within half a month, not only the crown prince arrived at the city gate first, but also the political envoys of all parties returned to Beijing according to the order, and the Tang king of Jiangtang returned to Beijing to appeal. The prince went to the city gate first, and the emperor went with all the officials. Because the old queen mother was in poor health, she didn't have any more regulations and nonsense, and quickly led the people back to the palace.
It only said that Xin Yi was following the King of Qin, and seeing that the King of Qin had not been seen for many days, he looked haggard. The prince's robe made him slightly stooped, and he was about the same age as the emperor when viewed from behind. Seeing Xin Yi was like indifference, and the stagnant eyes would only stir up waves when they passed by Bai Jiu. The hatred was deep, and Xin Yi felt that something must have happened to King Qin, otherwise how could he forget what he did to Xin Wen and his temperament changed drastically.
Just as he was thinking, King Qin suddenly stepped forward, a voice stopped him from saluting, and said, "Zhen Ming, why are you so thin!"
Unexpectedly, Xin Yi's heart suddenly moved, and he felt that the voice was vaguely familiar. When he raised his head, he saw the man who was supporting King Qin with downcast eyes.
The three-pointed portrait of King Yan turned the majestic iron horse on King Yan into a merciful and merciful Buddha face, which made people feel close to each other at a glance, and clasped their hands in awe. If it weren't for the prince's python robe, I'm afraid I couldn't help saying Amitabha.
Xin Yi was startled, but was actually looked over by the prince. The crown prince smiled, and said peacefully: "Ah, Yi'er is already this big, and looks very much like Ah Sheng."
He obviously spoke in a low voice, but Xin Yi took a step back in the voice, his back was like a venomous snake. Xin Yi pinched his palm hard, calmed down, and smiled slowly. Courtiers were not supposed to stand behind him, but Bai Jiu put Xiao Jin behind him in case of any eventuality. As soon as he stepped back, he bumped into Xiao Jin.
Xiao Jin knew that Xin Yi would never show his panic for no reason, so he just helped him up, and said, "Hey sir, I just changed my shoes this morning." After saying that, he saluted the crown prince and said, "Your Highness is startled, Your Majesty Xiao Jin, Secretary of the Jingwei, has met His Highness the Crown Prince and kowtowed to His Highness."
The prince smiled and said: "Young Yao from Huiyang Hou's family, I hugged him back then."
Behind the emperor's side, Bai Jiu glanced at Xin Yi, and said something to the emperor in a low voice. The emperor nodded, and said: "Let's go back to the palace first, the queen mother can't get wind of her old man."
After all the courtiers answered, the crown prince and the king of Qin stepped forward, stopped slightly when they were about to pass Xin Yi, patted Xin Yi's arm, and said kindly: "Good boy."
Xin Yi's stomach was churning, his complexion was pale, but he raised his head to reveal his dimples, and bowed down. The prince was condescending, and Xin Yi's broken hair was blown in the wind and snow. He smiled generously at Xin Yi from the beginning to the end, but Xin Yi felt as if there were thousands of hisses in his eyes, entangled in his throat. It wasn't until someone shook his hand that he suddenly came back to his senses. Bai Jiu's appearance was normal, and his narrow eyes were looking down at him.
Xin Yi swallowed his saliva, and unconsciously raised his hand to loosen the elastic buckle, the suffocation just now seemed to have a lingering power.
The little finger was hooked, Bai Jiu leaned over and gave a low hum. Xin Yi's face was calm, he tilted his head and sniffed the cold smell on Bai Jiu's body unnoticed, exhaled, and shook his head to indicate that it was okay.
Bai Jiu raised his eyes and landed on the prince, unfathomable.
The following time passed faster, because Xin Yi kept recalling the words of the prince's voice, trying to dig through his memory, but he couldn't figure out where he heard it. Even when he went out with Xiao Jin at Sanshi, he was still in a trance.
"Have you met the prince?" The two stepped down, Xiao Jin said: "You turned pale when you saw him, you are not afraid of King Pingding, are you afraid of him?"
Xin Yi exhaled, "My lord is not scary."
Xiao Jin sneered: "That's a method you haven't seen before, Yama Wang, it's not for no reason. It's just that this person has changed his personality in front of you, and you are the same."
Xin Yi has no time to chat with him today, he just wants to go back. When the two of them were about to leave the palace gate, they heard a woman shouting coquettishly in front of the palace gate: "Xiao Qingchan, give my mother a good stride!"
Xin Yi also said that he had never heard of this name before, and saw Xiao Jin stand up straight, nailed to the spot, and said loudly: "Yes! Sister!"
Just as I was talking, I heard someone laughing again, waving the horsewhip and saying: "Little bastard, look at your potential, you look like a tiger." As he spoke, he closed his eyes, tapped his fan on his mouth, and said with a smile: " Hey, I'm talking nonsense, I should hit you."
It was Xie Jingsheng and Xiao Yan who had just arrived.
Xie Jingsheng was riding on his horse, and when he saw Xin Yi, he wanted to say hello, but before he could open his mouth, he saw the man who was even colder in the snow coming towards him. His speech faltered, and he smiled first, and when he saw the man's fair and elegant face, he was about to roll over from the horse's back first.
"Hello Mr. He, long time—" Before the excitement came out, no one even looked at him passing by. Xie Jingsheng was taken aback, and grabbed He Anchang's robe with his hands, tightened his fingers, and said with a smile, "Why are you running?"
He Anchang looked back calmly, his face that was getting colder in the heavy snow looked at the peacock with its tail up and sneering, and he said, "Look at the little widow."
Xie Jingsheng frowned when he heard that, and said, "What little widow? It's ok, you congratulate Anchang, good job."
"Yes." He Anchang slapped his hand away, looked at him coldly, "I still want to ask Mr. Xie for advice."
Xie Jing bluntly didn't know why this man started talking to the little widow, so he simply grabbed his wrist, and forced a few words, "Show me how dare you, what kind of guy dares to recruit you!"
Over there, Xiao Jin suddenly trembled, he somehow felt that he had forgotten something, he somehow felt that he was not at peace...