After breaking the fast, the cold winter flickers by, and the imperial capital, which has been silent for three months, rises again with singing and dancing, the hibiscus tent is warm, and the moon and river are shining. A night of spring rain washed away the coolness, the smell of apricot blossoms is strong, the clothes are not wet, the green mist is hazy on the willow branches, and flowers are blooming everywhere.
Passers-by walked along the base of the imperial city for a while, and their minds were involuntarily empty, they didn't want to think about anything, they just slacked along with the warm wind and listened to the crispness of a girl who didn't know where. Without the libretto, he gets drunk without wine.
The whole capital was in a very quiet atmosphere. After Ramadan, He Lianpei seemed to be relieved. After getting addicted to the "sage monarch", he refused to get up at midnight to go to court in the middle of the night. Naturally, He Lian Er didn't have the energy to make a fuss. He Lian Zhao and the prince seemed to be more low-key than the other, neither of them would say a word, and they followed the old father all day long.
It's like the tranquility before the storm at sea, just waiting for the thunder on the ground.
And this thunder, just when the world is full of beauty in April, it rang.
I don't know where I came from, and I don't know what kind of anger I got. I wrote a poem titled "Seven Anxiety and Eight Confusion", which was circulated in the market and copied repeatedly. It was discovered that under the guise of "Feng Yun Ke", he described the faces of the emperors and generals in the court one by one, so detailed that it seemed that there was a pair of invisible eyes in the Golden Temple, just watching everyone jumping on the beam, pretending to be dead.
No one knows where this stuff came from, it seems like it became known all over the country overnight.
He Lianpei had just been slapped on the left side of the cheek, and he was still angry, so he slapped him on the right side of the face again out of thin air, so he was furious, thinking that this reactionary poem manuscript involved so many places, it must be a party member Quite a few, he was worried, he never thought that there would be such a bold person among the people who dared to scold him so blatantly, and then he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, vowing to uproot this gang of chaotic parties, he must cut the roots.
There is no wind in the court and there are three waves, let alone such a big event.
Liang Jiuxiao was used to walking around in the market, and he got a copy from somewhere, and he didn't dare to show it to his serious elder brother, so he took it to the "Enlightened Prince" Jing Qi to offer a treasure.
On the spot, Jing Qi sullenly shut him down and scolded him: "You dare to ask for anything, do you want the emperor to steal your home?"
Liang Jiuxiao was bored, touched his nose, and didn't know why, in front of this young prince, he always felt like he couldn't hold his head up when facing an elder, and he always thought it was because he didn't He had assassinated Jing Qi indiscriminately, so he felt guilty, Liang Jiuxiao rubbed his nose and said, "Look at it, my lord, he is telling the truth."
Jing Qi picked up a book and threw it on his head, thinking it was for Zhou Zishu's education: "Liang Jiuxiaoyou are really a fool of Liang, the emperor is angry, and the whole capital is panicking right now. No one dares to speak loudly, lest the wall has ears, you dare to bring it back to me, think me and your elder brother are dying, don¡¯t you? Go away, don¡¯t waver in front of this king! I want to open a ladle for you when I see you.¡±
The cooks of the Wangfu are famous for their skills. They used to work in the imperial dining room of the palace. Liang Jiuxiao has been coming to the Wangfu every now and then since he opened his fast. He is quite familiar with Jing Qi. , but not afraid of him, and quibbled: "Isn't there no outsider"
Jing Qi ignored him, lowered his head and said to the little sable in his arms: "Tomorrow, you will watch the door for me, and don't let that idiot in. He will bite when he comes in, do you hear me?"
The little sable immediately bared his teeth at Liang Jiuxiao.
When Liang Da fool came back to the palace, he saw this little thing was cute, and he touched his ass with a groveling hand. From then on, they became enemies. When Xiao Diao saw him, it was as if he had seen his father and enemy killed. He chased him to death , I had to give him a paw and bite him, but I used up all Jing Qicun's antidote. As a last resort, Liang Jiuxiao went to the Wutong Mansion to ask Wuxi for more.
Wuxi's solution was very straightforward. He just asked someone to give him a small bottle and told him the serving size.
Liang Jiuxiao had a bitter face: "Wu Tong, this is not enough, it bites me every time it sees me"
Wuxi told him expressionlessly: "I can't control the nature of animals. In this case, you don't need to go to the palace."
So when I saw Xiao Diao protesting at him again, Liang Dazi lost most of his heroic spirit at that time, and stammered: "My lord, you can hold this little thing well, and Wu Tong can say next time." No antidote ah!"
Before he could finish speaking, Jing Qi didn't know whether it was a loose hand or on purpose, the little sable jumped out of his arms quickly, and ran towards Liang Jiuxiao aggressively. He took off his armor and ran out of the palace without looking back.Going to tell Jing Qi, Jing Qi became depressed when he heard it, and said in a muffled voice while holding his forehead: "Why is he here again"
So he went to find the antidote, but he didn't find it, and then he remembered that the fool Liang had already eaten it as a jelly bean.
Having no other choice, he said to the poor Liang Jiuxiao with one hand hanging down, "Go to Wutong for it."
Liang Jiuxiao curled his lips: "My lord, the witch boy said it last time, and he will never give it to me again."
Jing Qi said coldly: "Oh, then you can bear it, the poison on its claws is not as serious as the poison on its teeth, you can survive for two days before dying."
Liang Jiuxiao howled dryly: "My lord, for the sake of the little one being on the saddle with you, you can't just leave him alone!"
Jing Qi rolled his eyes at him: "Why didn't I give you another bite, I told you to reincarnate as soon as possible, so that I would have to run again." Then, he grabbed the little sable by the neck, got up and took him away Wuxina.
Wuxi greeted him happily, and when he saw the obtrusive thing behind him, he knew why he was here, his face immediately sank, and he said displeasedly: "Why is he here again?"
Jing Qixin said, who really raised something, this Wuxi and his mink looked exactly the same when they saw Liang Jiuxiao.
Seeing Liang Jiuxiao looking at him pitifully, Wuxi snorted, threw a small bottle out of his sleeve, and said indifferently: "The antidote, take it."
He didn't even look at him, turned his head, and his face immediately softened towards Jing Qi, and while pulling him to walk in, he said: "I'm going to your place, you haven't come for a long time, at night Shall I eat here?"
Before Jing Qi could answer, Wu Xi said: "The season when the grass grows and dies is the best time to take supplements and pay attention to diet. It's time to nourish the liver and blood. I made a medicinal diet. I know you don't like things with strong taste. I made it especially Yes, it doesn't taste like anything, you should try it."
Liang Jiuxiao also knew that Wutong didn't want to see him, so he took the antidote and went to the palace to drink wine very tactfully. Prepare some good wine, and it will not be an eyesore here.
Jing Qi had no choice but to be dragged away by him, but this meal really caused some accidents. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com