Offended him?

Zhou Zhaoqing pondered this sentence carefully for a moment.Such a big incident happened in the palace, and it was related to the long princess. Mingye should have stayed cautiously in the palace, but now he came out to kill people.

He couldn't imagine it.The half-dead old man in Sun's house, Ming Ye bought him wine every time he went back.

The old man just cursed and didn't dare to do anything, and the next thing he did was to confiscate Mingye's Yuefeng.

But Zhou Zhaoqing thought that if he was in such a situation, he would not be able to be so patient.

Akeno is not a saint, whether to kill or not to kill, he has his own considerations.

Ming Ye looked at the gradually brightening sky in the distance, and said indifferently: "Where is the lip balm I asked you to make?"

Zhou Zhaoqing said: "haste brings no success, why are you in a hurry. The master is adjusting it. If you want to keep drinking water and eating without falling off, you need to use other grease, the color will not be so bright and beautiful. The master is very worried., I have to give him more monthly gifts this month."

Mingye turned his head and glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Right now, it seems that there is no such rush.

Before leaving, Zhou Zhaoqing received the letter. The envelope looked ordinary, no different from others, and Ming Ye didn't ask what it was.

Zhou Zhaoqing put the letter into his bosom, and said seriously: "It happens that the young master is here, so I don't need to trouble you to come out."

He paused: "There is a message from the shopkeeper that he will be there in five days."

Before that, there was only news that it would come, but it was not confirmed when.Now the sudden rush and resoluteness is because of the crazy horse case that happened in the Sun Palace the day before yesterday.

Zhou Zhaoqing winked and said: "Hey, something happened suddenly, that Mr. Xu really got a big deal."

Ming Ye stayed outside all night, the night was dew heavy, his hair was also stained with some autumn dew, when the sun came out, it seemed to be going out.

He said casually: "Don't speak nonsense."

After late autumn, the dawn is very late.

Today is Rong Jian's third day after experiencing life and death disasters, the second day of illness, and the first day of a good rest.

Rong Jian is an ordinary person, not a scroll king with great ambitions.In "The Evil Seed", the male protagonist can read and write by copying the signs on the street and eavesdropping on the teacher's lectures.Rong Jian is no different from ordinary children. When he is six or seven years old, he will die as soon as he goes to school.Reading mainly depends on the compulsory nine-year compulsory education and the earnest teaching of his grandmother and teachers. In addition, he is shameless and thinks that reading should not be too bad, so his grades have been good since he was a child.

However, after traveling to ancient times, as an illiterate, Rong Jian was forced to be a child for two months. Now that he is finally sick, he can take it for granted that he is a salted fish, lying comfortably on the bed, and Rong Jian sleeps without guilt.

But just after the hour, Aunt Zhou dug Rong Jian out of the bed in his sleep.

Rong Jian rubbed his eyes, and asked in a trance, "Are you going to school today? Gentlemen have just come out of the guard, and they don't take a break, and classes are going to start again?"

It's too cruel.

Aunt Zhou said solemnly: "It's Nanny Chen. She said that Empress Dowager will come to visit the princess later, so I want you to prepare early."

Although Rong Jian is a patient, he is not seriously ill. Empress Dowager came to visit the junior, and Rong Jian couldn't stay on the bed. He had to be well-mannered and well-dressed to welcome the elder.

That's why Nanny Chen came to inform in advance.

Of course, this is a good thing for Rong Jian, otherwise, when the Empress Dowager came to the Changle Palace, no one would be able to stop her. She went straight into the bedroom and found Rong Jian, a boy with unkempt hair, sharp features and a flat chest.

That's really... a lot of fun.

Aunt Zhou put on a layered skirt for Rong JIan, which is convenient for filling the chest with camouflage.Her black hair was half-tied with a ribbon, hanging on her shoulders and neck, and her facial features were softened with powder. Her lips were pale, and she looked sick, weak and unable to take care of herself.

After a while, the door of Changle Hall opened wide, and Rong Jian was supported by Aunt Zhou, standing at the front door and waiting.

As soon as the Empress Dowager's Yijia arrived, he stepped forward in twos and threes, and gave a deep blessing.

It turned out that he might still have a fever, and Rong Jian felt dizzy for a while, and almost couldn't get up.

Fortunately, someone helped.

Empress Dowager said: "Get up, you're still sick, don't be too polite."

I got up from the bed and prayed all the way, so said that there is no need to be polite.

Everyone followed Empress Dowager to the side hall of Changle Hall.

The Empress Dowager sat in the main seat, with a dignified expression, holding a Buddhist bead in her hand, and twirling it round and round.

Rong Jian sat on the left, and Xu Yao accompanied him on the right.

In the past, Xu Yao walked around the palace in the name of accompanying the Empress Dowager, and he was never let out of the Hall of Compassion and Peace, but today they came together.

The Empress Dowager thought for a moment, looked at Rong Jian, and did not mention his illness: "What happened the day before yesterday, the Ai family was quite furious. There is such a daring rebel in the world, who set his mind on the princess."

Xu Yao repeatedly agreed: "The princess is fine at this time, the empress doesn't have to be angry about it."

Rong Jian really didn't see the performance of Empress Dowager's angry body.

The Empress Dowager said: "The Ai family has lived in the deep palace for a long time, but they are lonely and widowed old people who don't care about worldly affairs. They are vegetarians and chant Buddha every day, praying for your grandfather and uncle who went early, and wishing Da Yin long-term peace and prosperity.It has lived up to the entrustment made by Emperor Wu before he left."

"I didn't expect that the emperor couldn't even take care of a harem, so that traitors could take advantage of it and almost hurt your life."

Empress Dowager said every word, as if she was really thinking about the safety of the princess, but in fact Rong JIan's distress this time was actually a good thing for her.

She just took advantage of this incident to anger the emperor.

And Xu Yao, the nephew and grand-nephew who still needs to be secretive, can also walk in the court openly.

Originally, she only regarded Xu Yao as a pawn, an abandoned pawn, to test the emperor's bottom line, but now this pawn is at the right time.

Xu Yao is not very good, with bad character, ignorant, free-spirited, self-satisfied, and often boastful, but such a son-in-law is more in line with her wishes.

Among the husbands of the daughter of the Rong family, Fei Jinyi could not be another one.

Rong Jian pretended to be deaf and dumb, and when he heard the empress dowager's attack, he felt in his heart that the empress dowager should go back quickly, he wanted to go back and lie down.

Empress Dowager has no intention of staying long either, she is only here to let the stupid princess understand the current situation.

So, she said kindly: "Since you are sick, go back to your bedroom and have a good rest. As for being bored while sick, let your cousin talk to you."

Rong Jian Wenyan was taken aback for a moment, then blinked his eyes, only then did he come back to his senses.

Empress Dowager's intentions are all too obvious.He probably wanted to let Xu Yao enter the palace, and then spread rumors. His words were scary, forcing Rong JIan to marry.

Rong Jian neither humble nor overbearing said: "My son's bedroom, outsiders are still not allowed to enter."

Xu Yao actually smiled and said: "I am the princess's cousin, how can I be considered a foreigner?"

Empress Dowager didn't expect Rong Jian to dare to disobey his own words, and sneered: "You are a daughter's family, and your mother is not around. Of course, it is the grandmother of the Ai family who takes care of everything for you. Don't you know what filial piety is?"

Rong Jian took a sip of hot tea, moistened his throat, and said softly: "I dare not disobey your mother's decree. But people's words are terrible, and the important officials of the Manchu court are afraid that they can't turn a deaf ear to matters of human ethics and law.".”

Empress Dowager slapped the armrest hard: "Presumptuous!"

Xu Yaodao still didn't understand what they were arguing about just now.

How to meet my cousin has something to do with the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Xu Yao stayed, but Empress Dowager did not insist on the so-called bedroom.

Rong JIan lost, and Empress Dowager didn't win either.

For Rong JIan, the only direct blood relative, Empress Dowager really has no affection at all.

Rong Jian is not an ancient person, he doesn't have such pedantic concepts, he thinks that men cannot enter his bedroom, and he doesn't think that after spreading the word, he can really force himself to marry the other party.

But he is disgusting, disgusting Xu Yao, and also disgusting Empress Dowager.

So even the mood is very different.

The Empress Dowager's Luanjia had just left, and Rong Jian also got up and was about to leave. He said: "I am sick today, so I won't entertain Mr. Xu. You can do what you want."

He paused again, and continued: "There is no charcoal fire in the side hall, so you might as well go outside to bask in the sun in the yard, it will be warmer."

Xu Yao pointed to the charcoal basin and said, "This is not..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Si Fu let out an "ah" and then kowtowed to apologize: "The slave accidentally spilled the tea and put out the charcoal fire."

Standing in front of the door, Rong Jian turned his face away, the sunlight reflected on his face, there was a bit of coldness in it, and he spoke casually: "Did you say so, sir?"

Xu Yao didn't know what was wrong with this meek and amiable cousin in the past, but he was stunned for a moment and couldn't speak, so he responded nonchalantly,

After leaving the door, Rong Jian told Aunt Zhou: "Ask someone to open the front door, so that everyone who comes and goes can see the words and deeds of Mr. Xu. Find a few more people to stare at him, don't talk to him, just goLet it hang then."

Sure enough, Mr. Xu stayed outside for half an hour alone.He came to see his cousin today, dressed elegantly, so he was very thin, was blown to tears by the cold wind, and surrounded by silent servants, Xu Yao felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and returned to the Hall of Compassion in despair.

After leaving Xu Yao behind, Rong Jian took off the pearl hairpin and fell asleep again.

When woke up, it was already afternoon.

The sun was shining on the Taiping Palace, and there was a charcoal fire in the room. It was indeed very warm, but the sunlight had a natural comfort that could not be compared with the charcoal fire.

Rong Jian likes to bask in the sun, and when he is bathed in the sun, he feels that he is alive.

Thinking of this, he casually put on a coat and pushed open the window.

The evergreen laurel tree in front of the window swayed gently with the wind.

With Rong JIan's vigilance, it is absolutely impossible to find the person hidden in the laurel tree without being reminded.

Akeno stayed hidden in the tree, watching him very quietly.

Rong Jian seemed to like the sun very much, when he opened the window, the outside sunlight poured down.He opened his eyes and looked at the sky for a while, probably because he felt it was dazzling, then closed his eyes again, leaned on the window sill, buried his face in the crook of his arms, the ribbon on his long hair was loosely tied, most of it fell apart, and the black hair was like a cloud, piled upbetween his cheeks and arms.Rong saw that he didn't care about anything, he was like a very soft little thing, curled up, basking in the warm sun, he didn't need any power and wealth, he was very content.

After a while, there was a noise in the room, and it was Aunt Zhou who came over with soup and medicine.

As soon as the thing came in, Rong Jian smelled an extremely unpleasant smell, almost fainted, and pretended to be nonchalant: "Auntie, the soup looks too hot, let it dry first, and I will leave it later."drink."

Rong JIan has been ill for the past few days, Aunt Zhou is always by his side, all the big and small matters in the palace are piled up and not dealt with, now Rong JIan is better, he is very busy.

Seeing that Rong Jian's expression was normal, she did not suspect him, she put the bowl containing the soup on the small table, and said: "Your Highness, remember to drink it."

Rong Jian casually, carelessly, and lightly "hmm".

Lifetime acting skills reached their peak at this time.

When Aunt Zhou's footsteps had gone away, Rong Jian pinched her nose, brought the medicine bowl to the farthest table, and then returned to the window sill, trying to breathe the fresh air outside.

It is impossible to drink medicine, and it is impossible in this life.

Rong Jian thought confidently, he is now in puberty, and he is in good health; it’s just a low-grade fever, but it has subsided; the main monk of Zhu Quan is a part-time barefoot doctor, who knows what medicine he will prescribe.Although the last slander was completely selfish, Rong Jian knew it well.But in the end, he came to the conclusion that there was absolutely no need for him to drink this bowl of soup that seemed to take him away.

Let's splash it while Aunt Zhou is away.

Rong Jian thought guiltyly, picked up the medicine bowl again, walked back to the window, instead of taking it, stretched out his hand——

He's about to do a little bad thing.

A piece of laurel twig that came out of nowhere supported his wrist.

Rong Jian was taken aback, originally he was pretending, but this time he really couldn't hold it steady.

In an instant, his hand was slightly loosened, and the medicine bowl fell into another person's hand.The man's hand was very steady, even under such circumstances, the concoction did not spill a single drop.

Rong Jian stayed where he was, not knowing what happened.

His wrist is white, reflected in the washed dark green laurel leaves, like jade set off by jewelry carved from jade, there is a kind of beauty that should be so beautiful.

Ming Ye stood outside the window, his tall figure, leaning sideways, did not cover the sunlight covering Rong Jian's body, and said: "How old is Your Highness, and you plan to pour the soup secretly."

Rong Jian was startled, raised his head, and looked at Mingye.

After the school farewell, this is the first time Rong JIan sees Ming Ye again.

He couldn't care about anything else, and he didn't want to take care of Tangyao, he raised his head very high, as if he wanted to take a closer look at the person in front of him.

Then, Rong Jian frowned and asked seriously: "Did they bully you?"

Jin Yiwei's reputation is too bad, he is the emperor's lackey, and he always sees people as inferior, so Rong Jian is very afraid that Mingye, a lowly status guard, will be tortured by them.

Akino couldn't help smiling.

Fan Rui who died in pain, Fei Shichun who was afraid to sleep because of constant nightmares, and Meng Butuo who held the knife handle but was afraid of being cut by the blade, none of them felt that Ming Ye was pitiful and deceitful.

Maybe Rong JIan is the only one in the world who thinks Mingye will be bullied, and asks this question so seriously, with a very determined look.

Akeno wrote lightly: "Jin Yiwei's courtiers are very polite."

Rong Jian still didn't believe it, he continued: "Yesterday I was supposed to greet His Highness, but I was a little tired and didn't come."

Rong Jian quite agreed: "You are so powerful, you must be exhausted after killing that crazy horse, you should take more rest."

Mingye raised his eyes to look at him, let out a "huh", and said unhurriedly: "In this case, if His Highness is sick, he should also take the decoction."

Rong JIan: "..."

Can you not mention this.

He felt that he was just unlucky, he happened to run into Mingye not too early or too late, if he had collapsed earlier, nothing would have happened so much.

Some people looked at it, and it seemed that it would not be able to fall.

Rong Jian was struggling to die: "Bengong's illness is already cured, and the medicine is too bitter, who wants to drink it!"

Ming Ye closed his eyes, raised the bowl of medicine that had cooled down, raised his head, and drank half of the bowl without touching the wall of the bowl with his lips and tongue, before putting it back on the window sill.

Rong Jian saw that his expression didn't change at all, firstly he suspected that the medicine was not bitter, and secondly he suspected that this person was too good at acting, between doubts, he decided that no matter how much the other party fooled him, he still decided not to take it.

Mingye can still make trouble, but can't he force himself?

A few drops of medicinal juice were on Mingye's lips, and he said in a warm voice, "The medicine is very bitter."

Rong JIan was stunned, why didn't this person play cards according to the routine.

Mingye continued: "Isn't it better if I drink with His Highness?"

Rong JIan was caught off guard by the beating, and mumbled: "...but, maybe."

Mingye lowered his eyes and smiled: "When the medicine is cold, the effect is not as good as when it is hot. Your Highness asks Aunt Zhou to fry it again. How about I drink this half bowl again at that time?"

Still want to drink?

Rong Jian frowned slightly: "every medicine has its side effect, and you are not sick, so don't drink it. No, you don't have to use this method..."

Ming Ye put his hand on the window sill, in a safe place not too close to Rong Jian, he said calmly: "I am not afraid of suffering, Your Highness is, so for me, taking medicine is not a pain or torture, it is my deliberateCoercing His Highness in such a way is the fault of the minister."

Seeing his sincerity, Rong Jian couldn't help but be moved, and he should also treat Ming Ye with sincerity, and said very righteously: "How can this be considered coercion! Then I will drink too."

He didn't realize that a modern person like himself, who was not deeply involved in the world, had stepped into the trap set by the other party without vigilance.

So, Rong Jian immediately rang the bell and called a little palace maid, saying that the previous bowl of soup was cold, so she brought another bowl.He also said that he was still very sleepy and probably would have to sleep for another afternoon. He was a light sleeper and told others not to come in.

It wasn't until the new decoction was brought up again, the heat and bitterness surged, Rong Jian finally realized something was wrong.

He was a little at a loss. Didn't he want to drink to death? How come Ming Ye didn't coerce and lure him, and made himself drink it willingly in a few words?

... Is this the special ability of the hero of this article?Under his persuasion, I am afraid no one can refuse.

However, this is pushing the pot.

Because only Rong Jian will be like this, always soft-hearted, and will always be caught by Ming Ye's weakness.

Rong Jian didn't want to drink, but after he had spoken, he gulped down the medicine like a strong man sacrificed himself. Although he didn't choke, he almost rolled his eyes and passed out.

When he put down the bowl, Mingye also drank the completely cold half bowl of decoction in one gulp.

Rong Jian's eyes were wet, and when he looked at Ming Ye, he was full of accusations, obviously he could not suffer from this crime.

Ming Ye said: "Your Highness is really afraid of suffering."

Then, he stretched out his hand again, and placed a dozen peeled chestnut kernels in his palm: "The mountain chestnuts are very sweet, do you want to taste them, Your Highness?"

Rong Jian raised his eyes and looked over, at some point, Ming Ye took out a bag of chestnuts, some of which had already been peeled, and they were all in good shape, sweet and delicious.

Rong Jian's eyes widened: "Wow, you are amazing."

Rong JIan is clumsy. In modern times, he eats big chestnuts with his teeth. He doesn't care if they are complete or not, as long as he can eat them, and he can prevent his roommates from snatching them.

What's more, Rong JIan feels tired even peeling melon seeds, and he doesn't want to give up the fruits of his labor to others.As for chestnuts, which are ten times harder than melon seeds, Ming Ye peeled them for himself to eat, and he only felt that the other party was really a good person.

Therefore, Rong JIan ate the chestnuts peeled by the good man, and then felt a little guilty, because he saw that Mingye made it very easy, so he tried it himself.

After trying it, almost broke nails.

Akeno wouldn't let him peel it off.

Rong Jian was also embarrassed to keep eating, he said, "Wait a while."

After speaking, she jumped off the soft bed, without shoes on, brought a box of jewelry over, and then uncovered the brocade covering the small table, revealing a chessboard underneath.

Rong Jian said: "It's too boring, I want to play chess."

Akeno looked at him, meaning he was listening.

Rong Jian said sternly: "But it's meaningless to play these things if you don't have a lottery. How about this, if you lose, you will peel ten chestnuts and give them to Ben Gong. If you lose, I will give you a pair of pearl hairpins."

The boxes he brought were full of palace-made jewelry, although they could not be sold, but the gems and jadeite could be dismantled and pawned, and the gold could be melted down by people in the black market, just enough to subsidize some silver taels for Mingye.

If he can win, he can enjoy the fruits of his labor and eat chestnuts that Ming Ye peeled.

Yes, win-win means he wins twice.

Ming Ye agreed, he sat on the other side, and pushed Bai Zi to Rong Jian.

The original body's level of chess is not high, and he can't cheat in front of the opponent when playing chess, so he doesn't want to expose his shortcomings, and he has never played.

Rong JIan didn't answer, and said in a low voice: "I don't play Go. Playing Go takes too much brain power. Bengong is sick and can't use his brain."

In fact, even if he is not sick, he doesn't want to use his brain to play Go.

After a pause, he said as if nothing had happened: "Play backgammon, the sunspots will go first."

Akeno let out a "hmm" and naturally obeyed the princess' arrangement.

Rong Jian picked up a sunspot and placed it on the chessboard first.

The two officially started playing backgammon without much real value.

Then, Rong JIan knew that even with such a thing of no real value, Mingye could still beat himself up.

Before playing chess, Rong Jian thought that if he loses, he wins, and if he wins, he also wins. As a result, he was so excited that he lost, and only won one or two games out of ten games. He felt that he was unlucky, and kept askingcontinue.

When he came back to his senses, the box was already more than half empty.

Rong Jian had no choice but to comfort himself, it would be good to lose all to Ming Ye, but he still couldn't help but dejectedly said: "When the losses are over, I won't bet anymore."

Having won so many rounds, Mingye didn't look very happy, he just said: "His Royal Highness is not familiar with how to play, it's the minister who took advantage. Maybe he will win the next round."

Rong Jian sighed.He doesn't think so.

However, in the next few games, as Ming Ye said, Rong Jian suddenly learned a special combination method unintentionally, and went on a killing spree in the chess game.throw in the towel.

At dusk, when the sky was dark, Mingye got up and lit the lamp, Rong Jian took the opportunity to count each other's bets, and said triumphantly: "Mingye, you are not as good as me, I have won all my beads, and you have lost all your bets."It's over! Remember to peel the chestnuts for me!"

Akeno was neither happy because of winning streak, nor discouraged because of losing streak. He opened the lampshade, lit the candle wick inside, and said softly, "Your Highness is very powerful."

Rong JIan spent the whole afternoon playing chess with his brain and heart. At night, he showed obvious fatigue and couldn't play anymore. He lay down on the table and watched Mingye peeling chestnuts opposite him.

Until this time, he suddenly realized that he lost so many rounds in a row, and then came back again. During the period, there seemed to be many coincidences.

Rong Jian woke up like a dream, and asked: "Ming Ye, did you let me!"

Akeno did not answer directly, but instead asked: "Is Your Highness happy?"

Rong Jian gritted his teeth, not against his will: "Very happy."

First, losing streak, and occasionally winning a game, always feel that there is a chance to come back.Afterwards, there was another winning streak, and the opponent lost everything after winning. The momentary happiness at that time was really incomparable.

Mingye raised his eyes, his dark pupils flickered in the light, they were different from before, with a slight smile: "I am also very happy."

Chess is a game, no matter what, just have fun.

Akeno wants to make Rong Jian happy.

The author has something to say:

The ruthless and murderous hand can also peel chestnuts for a person and play backgammon.

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