Da Lan knew that Prince Yan's son was dumb, but he really wasn't.
King Yan and Princess Yan are deeply in love with each other. There are four sons in this line, and Xin Yi is the youngest. When he was born, his third elder brother was twelve years old. Princess Yan was not in good health when he was just weaned, so the elder brothers took turns to take care of him. Probably because he was carried around on horseback by his brothers since he was a child, Xin Yi didn't know how to speak at first, and he also stuttered when he couldn't express his words. His third brother is the least serious, so he likes to learn from him. Even after being beaten up countless times by King Yan and his elder brother, he still can't get rid of his habit of teasing Xiaoyao. After a long time, Xin Yi doesn't like to talk, especially at the end of the year and Yuanchun Well, the palace is full of messy guests, and once he attends a banquet, he will be a pillar with his paralyzed second brother. After a few years like this, when he grew up, there were already rumors that he was a mute, and the relationship between Jingdu and Beiyang gradually became tense. The rumored dumb remarks did not explain at all.
Later, Princess Yan would tell him to keep his mouth shut when he went out, and his brothers often protected him from speaking when they were out. At first he thought that his stuttering was embarrassing for the family. After more than a year of reading and practicing alone facing the wall with a pebble in his mouth, he was so articulate that he could laugh at his third brother. His second brother died.
In the cold spring of the 51st year of Hongxing, Xin Jing, the second son of the King of Yan, froze to death eight hundred miles away from the city of Posuo in Shanyin, the domain of King Ping. The corpse was sent back to Beiyang by someone sent by King Ping, and the Yanwang Banner of Beiyang was casually covered on his body. When he arrived at the mansion, it was still snowing, his eldest brother raised the flag and stared at the man for a while without saying a word. Later, the night before the burial, Xin Yi saw his elder brother sleeping in the coffin in the mourning hall, and wept silently all night.
Immediately after the autumn of 1951, Dayuan and Dalan started a dispute over the ownership of the grassland. King Yan and King Ping successively set out to fight. When winter came, Xin Li, the third son of King Yan, was shot and killed in front of the battle. One arrow pierced the heart, and four arrows fixed the body, on the Yanwang Banner in Beiyang, like a naked provocation. However, three of the arrows came later.
In the winter of fifty-three years, Princess Yan entered the palace at the edict of the Empress Dowager Yi, and died suddenly on the eve of the Yuan Festival.
At the beginning of the fifty-fourth year, Xin Zhensheng, king of Yan, died in battle in Dayuan.
In the spring of the fifty-fourth year, Xin Jing, the eldest son of the King of Yan, broke through Dayuan and expelled all the ministries. He was attacked in Wanze and died in battle.
In the winter of the fifty-fourth year, King Ping returned triumphantly.
Xin Yi was sent to the capital, but when the car arrived outside the city, the Holy Majesty fell ill on the dragon bed due to physical and mental exhaustion. King Ping transferred Xin Yi to his mansion on the grounds that his old son hurt his eyes.
This entry is four years.
Xin Yi woke up.
His eyes were red and swollen, and he pressed the back of his hand for a while, feeling hot. My mind was muddled, and my chest was empty.
A heavy curtain was lowered beside the bed, it was unknown what time it was, and no other sounds could be heard.
Xin Yi turned over, a piece of ice was on the side of his arm, he raised his arm and saw that it was the suet jade pendant he had seen in Bai Jiu's hand yesterday. What makes this jade pendant stand out is that on one side, it vividly sculpts the ferocious thunder of a tiger pouncing on its food, and on the other hand, it suddenly changes the painting style to sculpt the innocent and lively image of a young rabbit hugging cabbage. Underneath are dark blue tassels, very precious.
Xin Yi held it in his hand and looked at it, and the brows, eyes and voice of Bai Jiu who were close at hand last night gradually emerged in his mind, and his face suddenly became as hot as his eyes. He rubbed his face, turned over again, and couldn't think of how to explain the fact that the mute could speak.
Prince Yan is dumb, and Prince Yan can talk, the functions of the two are very different, and Da Lan's attitude towards this is also completely different. How to continue to cover up is the question.
He was looking at the edge of the bed in distress when the curtain parted. The midday sun leaked in, slightly dazzling, but what was more dazzling than the sunlight was the exposed person.
What Bai Jiu is wearing today is an ivory white wide shirt, which hangs loosely on his shoulders, which is completely different from his abstinent collar that is tightly buttoned on the outside. Seeing that Xin Yi's eyes were still swollen, his expression was exactly the same as when he woke up from sleep. He couldn't help but leaned in and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Xin Yi's stomach immediately groaned a few times in response to the situation, his face froze, his eyes just drifted away, turned around and returned to Bai Jiu's face.
Bai Jiu didn't laugh out loud, but his eyes were almost the same, he turned to Qu Lao and said, "Clean up and serve dinner."
After Xin Yi washed up and tidied up, the food was already on the table, and the rice in his bowl was piled up like a hill. Xin Yi cherishes food very much, and eats all the food in the bowl. Bai Jiu didn't make a sound to urge her, just sat on the couch by the window and held a piece of uncut jade, thinking about something. A doctor came after dinner and prescribed some calming and wound-healing medicine. However, some scars take too long to disappear.
Elder Qu sent the doctor out of the hospital, and there were only the two of them left in the room. Bai Jiu looked at Yu and didn't speak, Xin Yi didn't know what to say, and felt a little restless facing Bai Jiu.
"Nothing to do in the afternoon, you can still sleep if you're sleepy." The sudden sound made Xin Yi jump. Bai Jiu was gently stroking the jade with his fingertips, without looking up.
"Ah." Xin Yi said softly, his throat a little dry, "Thank you... my lord." Bai Jiu didn't answer, Xin Yi slowed down his throat, and said, "Thank you too last night, my lord... I..."
What am I
I am not dumb? Or am I not dumb because King Ping died so happily
Bai Jiu looked over with narrow eyes, Xin Yi was nervous for a while, and his palms were slightly wet. He was not so nervous when he saw the emperor. I wonder if it was the sequelae of being so close last night. In short, he was a little dry under the gaze of those eyes. When I reached the corner of my mouth, I turned and changed: "Are you going to sleep this afternoon?"
Puyu played with it between her fingers, Bai Jiu leaned on the soft seat and looked at him straight, "Do you want to sleep with me?"
"No..." Xin Yi stammered, "Don't dare to trouble you."
Bai Jiu looked at him for a while, saw that the tips of his ears were reddish, and couldn't help but pause for a while. Xin Yi had no choice but to look down at the teacup on the table carefully and thoroughly, and he could still feel that his eyes hadn't moved.
Fortunately, Xie Jingsheng came in time, and Xin Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, before this breath was completely relieved, Bai Jiu suddenly turned around to see his relaxed expression clearly. Before Xin Yi could recover, this man really left.
This time Xin Yi breathed a sigh of relief until Bai Jiu was out of sight, then he got out and lay down on the soft couch. The cushion was soft, he rolled it around, buried his face on the cushion, and there was a cool and special smell...it was the smell of Bai Jiu's body. Xin Yi buried himself for a long time before turning over and lying on his back. The sunlight scattered all over his body, he opened his arms, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable. It was the empty chill in his chest that made him couldn't help pulling the soft back and hugging him. He felt better, so he just squinted and lay in the sun, and fell asleep.
Xie Jingsheng couldn't stay in the capital for long, today Bai Jiu held a farewell banquet for him at the best Xiaoxiao Building in Kyoto. Most of the people who came were brothers from Jin Yiwei, Xie Jingsheng and the others had to toast Bai Jiu. Bai Jiu seldom talked at the banquet, everyone was having fun, and he was quite lazy at the table, so everyone dared to be more lively.
When the wine is full, beauties are naturally indispensable. Men and women, as long as they are beauties, they are all spoiled guests. But there is something interesting about Xie Jingsheng. Whenever he gets drunk, he will be very decent.
Xin Yi was coaxed to sleep last night, but Bai Jiu didn't. Now that he drank a lot of wine, he inevitably had some headaches. He habitually touched the jade pendant on his waist, and remembered throwing it on Xin Yi's bed. When you think of Xin Yi's bed, you have to think of Xin Yi. Thinking of Xin Yi, his fingertips knocking on the edge of the table lost the rhythm. I was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt that the banquet was boring at this point.
How about going back
How about... go back.
As soon as this idea became clear, Bai Jiu suddenly became irritable. Afraid that he would feel awkward, the winking toasted again, and the toasts continued in turn.
Xin Yi was awakened by Qu Lao, and it was already dusk outside when he woke up. Mr. Qu asked someone to serve the meal, and stood aside to accompany him to use it. In the end, he was afraid that he would be bored, so he walked around the yard with him.
Xin Yi chatted happily with the old man, and the two just walked in the yard. When he arrived at the field in the study, Mr. Qu pointed out to him, "Look, my son, this pond is full of fresh and plump fish from the village. If you are interested in someday, you must catch some fish in this pond for fun." .”
The servants were separated by seven or eight steps, Mr. Qu was taken care of by Bai Jiu, Xin Yi was not afraid of being overheard, he just smiled, his dimples were so sweet. He hadn't heard of any high-ranking officials and dignitaries putting these fishes in the pond in front of their study, but when he thought of Bai Jiu's half-smile smile, he thought it was appropriate, so he couldn't help laughing, and whispered to Mr. Qu, "Whose idea?"
Elder Qu also co-operated and whispered: "My lord thinks about the leisure and comfort at home when he is building the yard. Fishing is the best thing."
Xin Yi saw that the fish in the pond were really plump, and thought it was interesting, and said: "There are still some things missing, otherwise it would be quite wild."
Elder Qu immediately listened attentively.
Xin Yi said: "If you add another flat boat, it will not be a good fit."
Qu Lao clasped his palms together and laughed, "If there are two or three fisherboys in commoner clothes, it will be a peach forest, very beautiful."
The two chatted and turned around like this, and before it was dark in the racecourse behind, Xin Yi stopped, didn't look at it, and walked back with Qu Lao. There are servants leading the lamps in front to illuminate the way, while Qu Lao is watching Xin Yi's feet. Seeing Xin Yi's expression gradually calm down, he knows that he has something on his mind.
"The old slave is upset when it comes to summer night."
Xin Yi hummed, raised his head and asked curiously, "Why?"
Qu Lao stroked his short beard with an unbearable expression, pointed to the grass beside him, and said, "The sound of bells and music really disturbs people's dreams."
Xin Yi was amused by the old man's expression, and his dimples turned on his cheeks again. He listened to the lively crickets, and said with a smile: "If you add the sound of frogs, it will be even more miserable." He tilted his head as he said, Somewhat recalled: "In the past, my third brother liked to fight crickets. Every time he was afraid of being discovered by the elder brother, he always hid in my house. He hid for several nights. I was still a little stammer at that time. I couldn't talk to the third brother when I was anxious. , I was so disturbed by the crickets that I couldn’t sleep, so I begged my second brother. The second brother always has a way. In the middle of the night, he took me to stuff the crickets into the bed of the third brother. The third brother remembered him and found a chance to beat me. Finally, he went to the elder brother to let Brother gave me a good beating." When he said this, he looked at the undulating eaves in the dark, and his voice became lower: "In order to coax me, mother asked father and brothers to hang lanterns for me in the house, colorful, one by one. , hung all over the house, and at night, every eye is full of colors... "
Xin Yi's voice stopped, and he showed a dazed look in the dimness, as if he realized that all of this had disappeared after he said this.
Qu Lao kept listening, with a look of kindness on his face, and said softly: "They are all good looks."
Xin Yi smiled, and the two continued to walk back. When Bai Jiu returned to the house, Xin Yi drank the medicine after taking a bath. Qu Lao wanted to put plaster on him, but Xin Yi refused, but Qu Lao didn't force him, so he left the room without mentioning it.
Like Bai Jiu, Xin Yi didn't like people waiting in the room at night, so he turned off the light in the outer room, went to the inner room to take off his clothes through the screen, and applied the wound medicine himself in front of the bronze mirror. The most serious injury was on the back, when King Ping was stabbed during the Cold Food Festival in the fifty-seventh year. He was tied to a horse stake and left the marks left by two vicious dogs.
Xin Yi turned his back and turned his head, thinking whether to paint the wound or not. Just as he was thinking seriously, he suddenly heard someone knock on the edge of the screen with his fingers. When he raised his eyes, he saw Bai Jiu leaning against the screen, his narrow eyes calm Sliding down from his face, it was as if the substance passed over his collarbone, chest and abdomen.
This gaze was so calm that Xin Yi's lower abdomen tightened slightly, and the tips of his ears turned red. He tugged at his shirt, and felt that the two men had to pretend to be hypocritical, with their hands up and down, so he could only look at Bai Jiu in a daze.
Bai Jiu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and said, "I'll do it."
"Don't dare to trouble you." But Bai Jiu had already arrived in front of him, and the man who was more than a head taller leaned over like this, and the unusually thick and bright eyebrows in the light made Xin Yi's chest thump, and he was about to lean over , Xin Yi suddenly took a step back, Bai Jiu pressed his backing shoulder, and Xin Yi realized that Bai Jiu was leaning over to take the wound medicine behind him.
A smell of alcohol surrounded Xin Yi, Bai Jiu straightened up, raised his brows slightly, "What are you afraid of?" After saying that, he lowered his head and approached him, "Aren't you afraid of nothing, you even dare to burn Posuo City."
Xin Yi was dumb, and wanted to say something, but Bai Jiu rubbed his hair seriously, and whispered like coaxing a puppy: "It's okay, it's just a whirling city, even if you burn King Ping's Shanyin, it's no big deal .Turn around, I'll give you medicine."
His whispering voice was so different from last night's, it actually aroused a gentle numbness in his ears. The tips of Xin Yi's ears were already burning, and he felt his breath mixed with the smell of alcohol, which made him feel light-headed and dizzy.
"Huh?" Bai Jiu lightly touched his red hot ears with his fingertips, and said with a low smile, "What is this, it's so hot."