Si Tian Guan - Chapter 223

    The palace people held long bamboo poles, stood under the eaves and carefully tapped the ice picks. After a few taps, the palm-length ice picks fell off, and there was a crisp sound on the steps .

    The sound was like an order, the door of the imperial study was slammed open, and a figure flew out without touching the ground, scaring the palace people to throw down the bamboo poles and chase after them .

    “Bai Gongzi! Snow on the ground! Beware of falling!”

    The one who chased faster than them was a teacup, threw it out of the door with a swishing force, and wiped it straight from the eaves, broke an ice pick, and fell together Broken to the ground.

    The little boy who chased him looked no more than four or five years old. He was as pink and delicate as ice sculptures and jade. He almost slipped when he went out. She scolded in a loud voice: “Baishiqing! Come back to me!”

    The people in the palace didn’t care about the people running in front, they came back in a hurry, those who took the cloaks and those who helped them persuade them into the house.

    The person who ran out to look for it ran back in a blink of an eye, followed by the communication that came all the way from outside the palace gate.

    “Your Majesty, Lord Hou brought back Young Master Bai.”

    Liu Chongming threw the white stone chime in his hand on the ground, scolded “stand up”, and took a step forward: “I have seen the emperor. How did Shiqing make the emperor angry?”

    Someone could finally listen to Mu Jinglan’s grievances, but thinking of his uncle’s strictness, he wanted to cry but didn’t dare to cry, so he could only hold up his round little chin.

    “Shiqing is young and shapeless, I don’t care about him.”

    Baishiqing lowered his head, glanced at Liu Chongming, and muttered unconvincingly, “I’m one year older than the emperor. The emperor should have kept his word, but it doesn’t count.”

    Liu Chongming smiled and said: “I will take a risky guess – Shi Qing came to the emperor to show off his new martial arts skills, and even challenged the emperor to compete. ,is not it?”

    Baishiqing stretched his neck and added: “I have a few more tricks for the emperor!”

    “That’s what I guessed right?” Liu Chongming’s face turned cold: “If you can make a three-legged cat, you don’t know how high the sky is, and you even show it off in front of the emperor? Go out and squat!”

    “I was originally the emperor…”

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    Mu Jinglan’s eyes flickered, and she couldn’t stop looking back when Liu Chongming led her into the door.

     “Uncle, Shi Qing is right, I also promised him, will he freeze in such a cold weather?”

    “The so-called winter training of three nines and summer training of three fu, the minister was taught by his uncle in the same way,” Liu Chongming sat down before sending him to the desk: “The emperor does not need to worry, the minister will watch the time. .”

    Mu Jinglan’s tense shoulders loosened a little, and he took the initiative to speak seriously without waiting for anyone to bring up the words just now.

    “Don’t worry, uncle, I know how to deal with this matter. Shiqing is disrespectful, and uncle has punished him. “

    Liu Chongming saw that his bulging little face was childish and serious, he couldn’t help but pat his head.

    The little emperor was a little nervous and lowered his voice: “Uncle, did I do it right?”

    “The emperor must believe what he says and do the right thing,” Liu Chongming said warmly: “But what the emperor has learned is the way of the emperor, there is no need to compete with others in terms of boxing, let alone boxing, even if Poetry, book and article, the emperor does not need to have the talent of the champion.”

    Mu Jinglan nodded sternly: “I understand that I am impulsive, and Mrs. Rong also taught me these principles – the way of the master, you know the clumsiness and cleverness without taking care of yourself, and don’t think about yourself. Think about it and know the blessing and the blame. I have the knowledge of people, the ability to use people, and the measure of tolerance, that is the right way.”

    “Lan’er has learned well, and Mrs. Rong often praises you to me.”

    This title made the little emperor’s eyes light up and his voice softened: “Uncle, can I play with Shiqing for a while?”

    As if afraid of being rejected, he hurriedly added: “I have finished my homework for today, and the meeting with several important officials will not be delayed in the afternoon. Uncle also accompany us, Then we eat together, and the mother is still talking about you in the morning.”

    “It’s okay to play with nature…”

    The child is too sensible, Liu Chongming looked at him distressed, and the words in his mouth could not bear to say it.

    Mu Jinglan almost jumped up with joy, but still stood up restrainedly: “Then I’m going to play with Shiqing now, if uncle is tired, you can rest here for a while, then come over to find us.”

    Seeing that the little emperor is about to rub oil on the soles of his feet, it is more like hiding from himself rather than playing with Shiqing, so Liu Chongming can only speak: “Your Majesty, this minister has something to do with him today. Discuss with the emperor.”

    Mu Jinglan stood at the door, did not turn around, only looked at her toes, knowing that the matter that had dragged on for several months could not be dragged on forever.

    Liu Chongming squatted down in front of him, looked at the eyes he wanted to avoid, and said softly, “Have the emperor read the document presented by the minister a few months ago?”

    “Have seen…”

    Mu Jinglan was unavoidable, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and tears finally flowed down.

    “Uncle, did I not do well enough? Brother Jingchen won’t come back, Concubine Xian is gone, grandpa is gone, grandpa is gone, and now uncle is going too…”

    “I’m not leaving,” Liu Chongming half-squatted on the ground, hugged him and sat on his lap, wiping his tears: “It’s just a title change, and Qingchi is not still there. Hanlin Academy?”

    “Why just change my name? You bullied me when I was young and ignorant,” Mu Jinglan raised his chin and couldn’t stop sobbing: “I know what it means to change the Marquis of Anding to Marquis Anyi.”

    “The Liu family’s Bai family helped me to ascend the throne, and my mother and my queen came to the court with me. Although my uncle does not have the name of regent, he has the reality of regent.”

    “Now that I’m growing up, the Bai family can’t move without permission. Uncle is afraid that others will say that the foreign relatives are in power and the country is unstable, so he is ready to leave!”

    “Also, I also know that my uncle has been waiting for someone…”

    Liu Chongming looked at him seriously and waited patiently for him to finish.

     Mu Jinglan sniffed when she noticed her gaffe.

    “The mother told me that when slavery was abolished, there was an uproar inside and outside the court. Uncle Sanpai wrote a petition and went out to Beijing to patrol the sky to calm down the waves.”

    “You made an appointment with him for four years, and now the deadline is coming. You are waiting for him to come back… let’s go together, aren’t you?”

    “Four years…” Liu Chongming also murmured: “Thanks to his hard work, now the opponents have almost disappeared, and the impeachment quarrel is almost gone, he should come back now…”

    “Uncle… What kind of person is that third cousin? I heard that the emperor gave you a marriage, and he left a few days after your wedding. Does he not like it? you?”

    Liu Chongming shivered, clasped his hands together, and reverently recited: “The Bodhisattva is above, there is no taboo in children’s words, this cannot be taken seriously, cannot be taken seriously.”

    Seeing him like this, Mu Jinglan asked, “What kind of immortal character is Uncle San Biao, who can be worthy of my uncle? I made my uncle so obsessed with it that he didn’t even accept his concubine for four years.”

    “He,” Liu Chongming smiled even more: “The emperor is right, he is my god.”

    The little emperor was even more curious: “Then why are you willing to let him go for so long?”

    “Because of his special experience and special status, he is the only person who can take on this responsibility. For the country, the family, and what he wishes in his heart, even if I am reluctant to give up, I can only send He goes.”

     “Someone once told me that a person like him should not be satisfied with mere love.”

    “If I really understand him, I should think clearly about what he wants most.”

    “I think about it, it should be freedom and trust.”

    “I can only do so much, I can only let him see the thousands of scenery outside and wait for him to come back.”

    “No!”

    Mu Jinglan sees the person she doesn’t admire belittle herself like this, so she hurriedly speaks for him: “I know that my uncle is also very hard! The mother said that during the initial period, the outside world was turbulent, and the court was noisy and boiling. Uncle can take all the pressure alone! Only uncle can be unhindered outside!”

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    Liu Chongming smiled and pulled back his nephew who was about to run away: “The emperor has asked so many questions, and the ins and outs are more clear than the minister’s explanation. It’s time for the minister’s account.”

    “Let’s talk! Let’s talk! I’m still young, and I need uncle’s support for some time.”

    Mu Jinglan raised her small chest: “Uncle is the backbone of the country, what you ask is the most important thing, and we will consider it in the long run. After the third cousin returns to the court, I will consider it carefully. If it is really worthy of my uncle, it is worth it. My uncle has promised each other for a lifetime, so I can rest assured!”

    “Lan’er is shrewd,” Liu Chongming lightly twisted his face with a smile: “He is so good, and he came into the world like a banished immortal, I wish I could hide him at home from no one. No. I’m afraid that the emperor will see him and stick to him, and he won’t even know the name of his uncle by then.”

    “No, uncle is the most important thing in Lan’er’s heart! The most powerful! No one can compare! I’ll go to Shiqing!”

    Mu Jinglan ran for a few steps, then turned around and asked him, “Will uncle still set off fireworks this year?”

    “Of course.”

    Every year the fireworks are as ever, although no one sees it, it is enough for someone to share the same night sky scattered with stars.

    It’s New Year’s Day again.

    The New Year’s Day of that year seems to have passed for a long time, as if it was a previous life, they were still so young and so naive.

    He stood under the tree and caught the tearful little wild cat. In the alternating light and dark of the night and fireworks, he tasted the taste of honey for the first time.

    It’s been that long.

    When I recall it over and over again, I always see him off at the city gate.

    For the past four years, every day is filled with layers of acacia, as if to let him truly taste the years that Shen Zhou had been waiting for.

    Every letter was put in his arms by him, chewing over and over again, hoping someone would tell him – I’m coming back.

    “Master Hou,” the servant beside him asked softly, “There is the last one.”

    The last tube of fireworks every year is put off by himself. It can fly to the highest altitude and illuminate the widest world. It is called “Sigui”.

    Liu Chongming got up and took the torch, just lit the lead, and suddenly looked into the distance in the dark night.

    For some reason, he felt that there was someone over there, and the fire was extinguished, that is, someone was there.

    Everything in my ears disappeared, I couldn’t hear the voice of the servant calling me, I couldn’t hear the joy and laughter in the street, I couldn’t hear the sound of fireworks blooming in the air.

    It wasn’t until the wind died down and his feet on the roof that he heard his frantic heartbeat and heavy breathing.

    More than ten feet away, someone slowly turned to look at him, the sleeves were swayed by the wind, the jade-white cheeks were transparently set off by the black hair, and the glass-like pupils seemed to be embellished with sparks Among them, the smile is gentle.

    “The sinking boat…”

    He took a step forward cautiously, his voice was small, for fear of awakening the beautiful illusion.

    “Shen Zhou…Are you back?”

    The man who was thinking day and night in the fantasy land smiled and approached, took a step closer, put his cheeks on his stiff chest, and wrapped his hands around his waist, turning into a soft reality.

    “I just returned to Beijing,” the hand patted his back lightly, as if coaxing the child who was about to burst into tears: “I wanted to surprise you, maybe play a role in the bed drama.”

    The tears in Liu Chongming’s eyes and the tenderness in his chest were blocked back by the familiar.

    “Fox!” His hands wished he could carefully measure every inch of the skin in his arms, crying and laughing: “You only know when you go home when you have enough waves outside. I thought you had seen outside. The scenery, you don’t plan to want me.”

    “Those views were indeed what I had hoped for.”

    The warm breath bit his Adam’s apple and slid from cheek to lips.

    “Chongming, I have seen the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the cold winter in the north, the lonely smoke in the desert, and the small bridges and flowing water, I finally saw them all.”

    “So I miss you more.”

    “No matter how big the world is, my peace of mind is only here.”

    Liu Chongming buried his head in the cool hair, bit his lower lip hard, not letting himself cry too ugly.

    “Chongming, I’ve saved some money in recent years, but it’s not a lot.” Qu Chenzhou raised his head from his arms with a sly and bright smile.

    Liu Chongming was stunned for a moment, thinking of the night that made him uneasy, the little fox wanted to abandon him at any time and fly away.

    But it’s different now.

    He could even guess what Qu Chenzhou said, but he just waited quietly and patiently, listening to what the little fox said was not enough.

    “Would you like to live a free life with me?”

    Liu Chongming smiled.

    “It doesn’t matter much, I will try to eat less.”

    “I do.”

    [End of text]

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