A bucket of Jiangshan [Rebirth]

Chapter 37 Pixiu

"Ridiculous!" Yan Pincheng stood up abruptly, pointed at He Chao's nose who proposed, and scolded angrily, "You are killing me!"

"My lord, calm down, please listen to a certain word." He Chao bowed and bowed in a courteous manner, "This is a good time for you to ask for credit, your lord. Your Majesty's trust in you has diminished, and you can't always be under house arrest in the palace." Going out, if you can take this opportunity to regain the trust of the emperor, that would be the best. The Holy Majesty is very busy with this matter, if you come forward to share the worries of the Holy Majesty, the Holy Majesty will be very pleased, and when you return safely, the reward will be a matter of course Next, if you are not sure, De Baolin will still be able to lift the ban. Besides, my lord, who will control you when you leave the capital? Who knows whether you have gone to the plague zone and what achievements you have made? Just get some local officials to help you make a white lie, and then kill two birds with one stone."

Yan Pincheng's face darkened, and he thought for a while: "But why does this king gamble with his life, this plague is a harmful thing."

"My lord's words are wrong. It is because of the plague that harms people. If you take the initiative to ask for your life, the emperor will definitely change your opinion. I have already found out that the king of Qi intends to go, but because his concubine is pregnant. Thought, if the prince goes ahead of him, he will definitely win the favor of the emperor. You see, the king of Qi is not afraid, so why are you afraid, you are a majestic county king, and you are afraid that the mob will hurt you. "

"It's very reasonable," Yan Pincheng knocked on the table with one hand, slapped his palm suddenly, and when he was about to speak and decided to make a script, the person in the corner made a sound.

"I don't approve of you going, my lord."

Yan Pincheng shot his gaze at the person in the corner, a bit of murderous intent faded from his sinister face, and after a while his smile returned: "Du Yugong, what do you think?"

"My lord, it's quite risky to go here." Du Yugong, wrapped in a black cloak, slowly walked out from the corner, his resolute face line in the sun, it looked sharp and angular, "If there is an emergency, it is very likely that you will lose your life in the future." There. And now that the prince is under house arrest in the palace, where did he get the news about the plague? Please take the initiative to ask for orders. If you don’t handle it properly, it is very likely that the Holy Majesty will doubt the source of your news. Furthermore, the Holy Majesty is suspicious. You may also doubt the purpose of the lord's request for life. In short, lord, please consider carefully."

Yan Pincheng felt timid at the bottom of his heart, and wanted to retreat a little bit.Seeing that his expression was not right, He Zhao glared at Du Yugong, and hurriedly added: "My lord, you are a majestic county king, with thousands of personal guards, and you are afraid of something happening. Your Majesty will definitely send the imperial physician there. It will surely save your life. As for the news, you only need to say in the booklet that even if you are shut down in the palace, you still care about the court and often ask your subordinates to inquire about the affairs of the country. You only need to add a few words to poke the heart of the Holy Spirit If so, I am not afraid that the Holy Majesty will not believe it."

"There is always a contingency in everything. Wouldn't it be a pity to lose your life for a short-term benefit?"

"Yi Mou said that there is always a gamble in everything. If you don't make a bigger bet, you can't win."

The two quarreled with each other, making Yan Pincheng's ears buzzing, and he slapped the table and stood up in agitation: "You all get out, let me think about it alone!"

The expression on Du Yugong's face did not loosen, he took a deep look at He Zhao, walked out, and parted ways with He Chao.

Behind him, He Zhao stared at his back coldly, turned around, and he went back to his room to write a letter, asking his cronies to secretly send him out of the house.

On the same day, He Zhao received a reply letter, writing: Stay!

The time to recuperate soon passed. Since Yan Shulou and Du Mingqian went out and were seen to be in good health, he had no excuse not to go to court. After Du Mingqian rested his body for a few days, he wore a The soreness went up.

I haven't been to the court for nearly a month, and I found that many things are changing quietly. No one in the court supports Yanpin City, and even talks about changing color.In contrast, Liang Zhaoyi, who was conferred the title of the second rank due to the meritorious service of the good beauty, rose rapidly in status, which also raised Yan Guangyu's status.

However, Yan Pincheng gave the emperor an exhortation today, saying that the plague has spread widely recently. As a prince, he cannot share the worries for the country. , in order to repay the emperor's many years of nurturing grace, thinking that the emperor shared the worries with the people.

After Yan Shulou heard the words, he sneered three times. He didn't expect that Yanpincheng would send himself into the trap before he made a move. He looked at the emperor with an obviously displeased expression, and the sneer was even worse. The emperor was suspicious. Stall brought up this matter, obviously to make the emperor doubt him.

But unexpectedly, the emperor actually agreed to Yanpincheng's request this time, lifted the ban on Yanpincheng on the spot, arranged the imperial physician and personal guards to assist Yanpincheng, and ordered him to enter the palace to discuss detailed matters.

Yan Shulou, who is well aware of his character, understands why the emperor made this plan. I am afraid that the emperor is going to give up Yanpin City now. If Yanpin City unfortunately dies in the plague zone, the emperor will be very happy. Of course, if it is really effective, the emperor will also Don't mind sitting back and enjoying the benefits.

Don't look at the past when the emperor favored Yanpin City, but as long as Yanpin City violated the interests of the emperor, the emperor would give up his favor without pity.In the previous life, Yan Shulou was framed by others because his temperament and behavior were not in line with the emperor's appetite, and he was repeatedly suspected by the emperor. The path of Yan Shulou's previous life.

When Yan Pincheng entered the palace, in order to avoid embarrassment, the emperor first asked everyone to retreat.

Considering that Liang Zhaoyi had provided him with clues to the death of the concubine Xian, Yan Shulou privately gave Yan Guangyu a box of ginseng after he came down to court, and asked him to hand it over to Liang Zhaoyi for his safety. Yan Guangyu nodded his thanks and turned around to look at the Liang Zhaoyi has gone - because of the emperor's amnesty, now Yan Guangyu does not need the queen's consent to visit his biological mother.

Looking at Yan Guangyu's lonely back, Yan Shulou felt a pang of pain in his heart. Before his mother and concubine passed away, he was also so devastated and confused.That year, he was crowned king, but the moment the good news reached his ears, the bad news of his mother's concubine's illness quickly squeezed out the good news, not leaving him with any joy.

Suddenly his heart choked up, thinking of what Liang Zhaoyi had mentioned during the hunt, he went to look for the emperor, got his approval, and went to the palace where the concubine Xian once lived.

It has been more than a year since Concubine Xian passed away. Because the emperor missed her, the palace where she lived has been kept empty. He sent palace servants to clean it every day, and no one was allowed to touch anything in the palace.

After entering the neatly arranged bedroom, the familiar fragrance filled his nose, it was the incense that his mother and concubine liked, it was neither pungent nor too fragrant, it felt comfortable to smell it.The emperor used to praise this incense for its calming and calming effect, so whenever the emperor was in a bad mood, he would come to sit with the concubine Xian, even if he didn't say anything, just smelling the fragrance would make him feel good.This incense is unique to the mother concubine's natal family. Since the mother concubine passed away, the emperor ordered people to burn this incense in his bedroom every day.

The jar full of memories poured down in an instant, like a torrent flooding into my mind irresistibly: On the ground full of past footprints, Concubine Xian once held his hand and toddled; now on the cold empty bed, Concubine Xian Sitting there holding him in her arms, whispering soft words that children are not afraid of; on the soft couch that has lost her popularity, Concubine Xian once leaned on it with a smile, telling him stories that he could never tire of hearing...

A sour taste welled up in his throat, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help crying. He put his hands across his eyes, and when he looked up again, his eyes returned to normal.

Taking a long breath, Yan Shulou narrowed his eyes and recalled the past.

Evil warding object, evil warding object... Something came out of his mind suddenly, and gradually merged with the memory fragments into a complete object.He remembered that before his mother's concubine passed away, there seemed to be a small pixiu on the bedside, which was made of jade. At that time, he asked his mother's concubine what it was, and the concubine's mother replied that it was a gift from grandma Sun to ward off evil spirits. thing.

"Nurse Sun!" Yan Shulou woke up suddenly. It seemed that everything was in line under the guidance of this evil spirit.Before the mother and concubine passed away, because she was reluctant to be buried with her grandma who had served her for many years, she asked the emperor to let her grandma go out of the palace. any news.

Yan Shulou sighed, walked to the bed, lifted the mattress, and searched carefully and thoroughly.But no matter whether he rummaged through the bed or under the bed, he never saw any trace of the evil spirits.Reluctantly, he searched up and down the bedroom, not sparing even a small corner, but he still couldn't find it.Dejectedly leaving Concubine Xian's bedroom, he punched the pillar angrily, pursed his lips, and headed towards Qiyang Palace.

Concubine Xian passed away, and many of her personal belongings might be buried with her. Maybe the evil spirit object also entered the tomb, and it was impossible for him to go to the tomb to find it. In the end, he could only pin his hopes on Yan Zhao, hoping that Concubine Xian could still recover. Leave something to Yan Zhaoqi.

Fang entered Qiyang Palace, and the servant who was serving Yan Zhaoqi came up to greet him, bowed his hands and said, "His Royal Highness, you are here."

"What's wrong!" Yan Shulou exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that something happened to Zhao Qi?"

"My lord, there is no need to worry. It's just that His Royal Highness misses Concubine Xian very much and is crying."

Yan Shulou's heart skipped a beat, and he strode into the bedroom.What came into view was Yan Zhaoqi hugging his little doll, lying on the bed whining softly.He seemed to be biting the bedding and suppressing his voice, causing his voice to be very muffled.

"Woooo..."

"Zhaoqi." Yan Shu walked up the stairs timidly, and his mood is extremely complicated now, all the comforting words poured into his throat, and he felt pale.He sat beside Yan Zhaoqi, picked him up, took out a brocade handkerchief from his arms, wiped away the tears from his eyes, and patted him on the back.

"Woo... Brother Huang," Yan Zhaoqi choked up, choked up a few times, and wiped away his tears, but after a while, tears welled up again, "Brother Huang, I miss my concubine mother."

"I know," Yan Shulou comforted in a low voice with an unprecedented gentle tone, "You still have Brother Huang."

"Brother Huang, wow..." Yan Zhaoqi threw himself into Yan Shulou's arms and hugged him tightly, "Brother Huang, I'm so lonely in the palace."

Yan Shulou's throat choked, and infinite sourness lingered in his heart. Born in the palace, he was doomed to lose the happiness that many folk children had since he was a child. His mother and concubine passed away, the emperor was not around, and there was no one close to him.He took a deep breath, pulled Yan Zhaoqi's little doll out of his arms, and looked at it carefully.This little doll was carefully sewed by Concubine Xian after he was crowned king and left the palace, fearing that Yan Zhaoqi would be lonely.He put it in front of the red-eyed Yan Zhaoqi, exaggeratedly showing a fake smile and said, "Why are you crying, don't you still have your little doll!"

Yan Zhaoqi raised his head with tears in his eyes, his eyes were blurred by the water, and he couldn't see the front clearly, so he wiped it with his hands in a daze. Afraid that his hands would get dirty, Yan Shulou hurriedly pulled his hands away, took a brocade handkerchief and wiped it for him. clean. .

Yan Shulou snorted and said with a smile: "Look at you, your nose is red from crying, hey, the little puppet is laughing at you!"

Yan Zhaoqi looked at the little doll in front of him being dangled by the Yan Shu Tower. The doll was always smiling happily without any worries, and the corners of its mouth were wide open. This situation really seemed to be mocking him.

Yan Zhaoqi snatched the little doll, looked at the little doll's smile, and smiled heartlessly: "The little doll laughed at me."

"That's not it!" Yan Shulou wiped his nose, "Crying like this, don't you still have me, Brother Huang!"

"Brother Huang," Yan Zhaoqi threw himself into Yan Shulou's arms, rubbed against him a few times, and said coquettishly, "Brother Huang, wipe my tears."

"I'm so old, I can't even wipe it myself." Tears were still rolling in his eyes. Yan Zhaoqi obviously smashed and suppressed the tears. All these years, he has protected Yan Zhaoqi extremely well, preventing him from being harmed, and keeping him away from the intrigues of the palace.Therefore, his temperament is very pure, and both sadness and happiness can be clearly shown on his face.

"Brother Emperor," Yan Zhaoqi hugged his little doll and squeezed it into Yan Shulou's arms, facing Yan Shulou with a disfigured face, "You always laugh at me, don't you miss your concubine mother?"

Don't want to concubine mother, how is this possible.Yan Shulou sneered three times in his heart, he missed his mother and concubine far more than Yan Zhaoqi, a child, but unfortunately, just thinking about it in his heart was useless, he wanted to avenge his mother and concubine even more.

"Brother Huang, your eyes are red."

"Who...whose eyes are red," Yan Shulou was annoyed, and pressed the little doll to Yan Zhaoqi's face, "You're talking nonsense!" Turning his face across, he quickly wiped the tears from his eyes with his hands.

"Brother Huang, don't cry, this is for you." The soft voice stuck to his ear, and he saw a short hand stretched out in front of him, timidly stuffing something into his big palm.

The palm of his hand sank, and a cool warmth penetrated into his body along with the things in his hands, and his whole body warmed up. Yan Shulou took a closer look, hesitated for a moment, and said in shock, "Where did this thing come from!"

Raising the object in his hand, it turned out to be an auspicious beast Pixiu, which was smaller than the palm of his hand, and this was exactly the evil spirit he had been looking for for a long time!