Drunken Exquisiteness

After half a day of clearing, heavy clouds were faintly piled up after noon. The north wind was violent and swept past the remnant leaves in front of the steps. When the window pane moved, it poured in, causing people to tremble immediately.

Qing Chen glanced out, holding a purple jade wolf pen in his hand, but didn't know what to write. Seeing that the Emperor of Heaven was looking at the memorial attentively, motionless, never caring about the outside, he couldn't help but add a little more anxiety.

Under the dripping eaves in front of the Zhiyuan Hall, there was a person kneeling quietly, his white robe solemnly cold, his back straight, his expression light, and the corners of his mouth squeezed into a straight line, revealing a bit of indifferent determination. Looking at it, Qing Chen felt extremely anxious as if he had burnt a pan and added firewood.

It has been almost half a day, and Ye Tianling has knelt there since the early court issued the decree to depose the prince to Zhuozhou. No one here in Zhuozhou knows better than him that the poor mountains and rivers approach the northern borders, not only the bitter cold, but also the place where the Turkic invasion of the Central Plains bears the brunt of the brunt. If Ye Tianhao goes here seriously, there will be no return.

The gloomy sky was finally covered with heavy snow like feathers, and the sky and the ground were covered one after another, and it only took a while to be full of dead branches of the garden trees. The glazed gold tiles and treasures covered the roof, all of them converged in their grace and domineering under the silver cover, and the heaven and the earth looked extremely peaceful. The heavy snow was flying, and Ye Tianling frowned. If the snow did not stop like the previous few days, the people were afraid that the house would collapse and the roadside would be frozen. It would not be a sign. It became a natural disaster instead.

Suddenly a sound of footsteps came from behind him, and there was a slight noise in the snow. Someone stepped on the snow, stood beside him, and knelt in the thick snow as soon as the robe swept away. Ye Tianling was slightly surprised, turned his head to see Ye Tianzhan's warm eyes: "Fourth brother."

"what are you doing?"

Ye Tianzhan smiled: "He is also my big brother."

Ye Tianling's eyes moved slightly, reflecting the icy and clear snow, and she stopped speaking. A layer of white snow soon fell in front of the two of them, but the cold and the cold only made Sun Shi and the others sweat.

Qing Chen sorted out today's memorabilia, and the thick stack on the left hand side was actually used to impeach the crown prince, and even the case of Tianwu Zuifang that day could be turned over and arranged roundly and roundly.

Now because of the tragic death of the princess, the princes in the DPRK, originally headed by Wei Zongping, have turned against each other, not to mention other people who had planned. It was Feng Yan who watched from the wall and stood still, and never fell into trouble. However, Ye Tianhao didn't listen to all of this, he didn't even ask, and immediately set off for Zhuozhou after receiving the order. At this time, he was afraid that he would leave Yige City early.

Above the gold brazier, the heat wave forced the Kowloon Chinese tent in the house to sway like mist. Before Ye Tianhao left Beijing, Qing Chen managed to bring a piece of paper with Mingzhi. I don’t know whether the words "the beauty is not gone, Jiaoer is coming, if the heart is sentimental, when the picture is this life" can dispel his begging for death. Xin, if he still has affection for Luan Fei, or it's okay; if En renounces righteousness, then it's useless not to go to Zhuozhou.

Qing Chen got up and put the zhezi in front of the case, then glanced outside the room: "Your Majesty..."

"Huh?" The Emperor looked up.

"It's snowing," Qing Chen said softly.

"Oh." The emperor picked up a memorial, looked at it twice, and threw it aside. The man leaned on the cushion and closed his eyes tiredly, "Tell me, what do you think?" He only asked the court and asked about the weather outside. Turn a blind eye to sudden changes.

Seeing that the Emperor of Heaven pointed to these memorials for impeaching the abandoned prince, he flew obliquely under the slender eyebrows of the temple, with worry hidden in her clear eyes, and after a little thought, he said four words: "Exaggerated."

The Emperor of Heaven moved his brows: "Go on."

Qing Chen took out a fold: "Other Qing Chen dare not say anything, but the case of Tianwu Zuifang six months ago was personally experienced. Guo Qimu has no law, looting and selling civilian girls, it is private, this is the same as the prince. What's the matter? Nothing else, just by the eldest prince's temperament, does he bother to get along with these people? Now it's just a wall that is pushed by everyone."

The Emperor of Heaven frowned: "People's hearts will change, and now he doesn't even know me."

Qing Chen said: "The eldest prince has never changed, and the sincerity of people will never change. It's just that sometimes it may not be visible to everyone."

The Emperor of Heaven raised his head, his old but stern look straight through Qing Chen's eyes. Qing Chen's eyes were unhappy, as quiet as a deep lake, as pale as old.

The emperor looked at her for a while and said, "I want to hear what you think in your heart. You came back from Pingli that day and made a great contribution, but in the end you asked me for an unqualified repair ritual. The grace of going out of the palace. What's more, I don't want him in the world, talk about it, what do you think?"

Qing Chen lowered his head and curled the corners of his lips: "Qing Chen has a special background. Although he was born into a noble family, he is from the rivers and lakes. He is accompanied by holy grace and dare not ask for more. The prince may be different."

"How is it different?" Tiandi said.

Qing Chen had an idea in his mind, and turned around and moved a pile of things: "Qing Chen was ordered to sort out the files of recent years and saw many articles, memorials, and government affairs made by the prince."

The Emperor looked at the piled up volumes, talked with the eldest son Bingzhuye in the past, and the situation of father's kindness and filial piety suddenly reappeared, and he felt uncomfortable: "Take it away, I don't want to read it."

"Yes." Qing Chen agreed, but continued, "Your Majesty, look at the ruling and the opposition, a few people can have the great prince's writing talents, poetry and erudition, didn't your Majesty be proud of it? It's just to rule the country and the world, but not This is a great place for talent."

The Emperor of Heaven was taken aback, showing a thoughtful look, and then said unhappily: "Are you saying that I handed over this shrine to him, but it was wrong?"

There was a rustle of snow outside, and Qing Chen's heart was heavy. She shook her head and said: "No, your majesty gave the most precious and best things to her son. The prince is not here."

"Say." The emperor's voice was cold.

Qing Chen did not rush and said according to the truth: "When the eldest prince left Zhiyuan Palace that day, he said that his heart is in the manuscript of the history of history, and what he asked for is Wenhua passed on for generations."

The emperor stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead: "Wenhua has been passed on for generations, and the world will not take it seriously... well... well..."

Sun Shi came in at this time, and a lot of cold snow fell on his body: "Your Majesty, it's snowing outside."

The Emperor of Heaven looked at the vast white snow outside the window for a while, but still only said: "I see."

Sun Shi hesitated, then said, "King Zhan... has been kneeling with King Ling for a long time."

"Oh?" The Emperor stood up. Qing Chen's eyebrows twitched, and the brothers looked like this. Once the stubborn temper came up, they vowed not to stop.

The emperor tapped his fingers on the Long Case several times: "If you are willing to kneel, let them kneel!"

Qing Chen offered a cup of hot tea to the Emperor of Heaven: "Your Majesty, seeing the snow getting bigger, and the cold outside is terribly cold. If the two princes really feel sick, isn't it your Majesty who is distressed?"

The Emperor of Heaven was getting angry about the prince, and he only said: "What do they mean? Does my will mean to take it back!"

Qing Chen persuaded softly: "The two princes are also due to the kinship of their flesh and blood. They can't bear to see the eldest prince leave Beijing. Your Majesty sees their sincere part, so please be kind. Knowing that Zhuozhou is a dangerous place, if it is really like what he said, wouldn't it be a farewell to life and death? It's just a journey of wind and night, and now it's heavy snow, even ordinary people can't stand it!"

The Emperor of Heaven said coldly: "I want to discipline this son!"

Qing Chen said again: "But that Zhuozhou is the fief of Beiyan Hou, the first prince has been abolished, and here is Tiger Falling Pingyang. He has a noble temperament, how can he stand the humiliation of those princes? Not to mention if there is one in Northern Xinjiang. Turmoil, he is not a good plan to be there." She knows that Northern Xinjiang has not yet settled, and Bei Yanhou has always been eager to move and is worrying about the emperor, so she said slowly and used this to persuade.

Sure enough, the heavenly emperor's expression moved, and Sun Shi hurriedly continued: "Your Majesty, the two princes are about to become snowmen, even the iron-struck body can't stand it."

Qing Chen said softly again: "Even if the eldest prince is wrong, please read more about Empress Xiaozhen's affection."

Speaking of Empress Xiaozhen, the Emperor couldn't help sighing, and finally walked outside the hall. Qing Chen and Sun Shi quickly followed.

Daxue didn't mean to stop at all, and rushed to face him. Seeing the two sons kneeling in the snow, the Emperor of Heaven saw his two sons kneeling in the snow, one proud and calm, and thinking of his eldest son. How could he not feel bad?

A few people came from far away in the snow, but it was the maids who came around Empress Yin. Empress Yin hurriedly arrived after receiving a letter from the palace, and saw her son kneeling in the snow from a distance. She was really squeezed, and she did not care about the deep snow and the tight wind, and stepped forward: "Your Majesty, this is..."

The Emperor of Heaven frowned deeply and said coldly: "You really can't afford it?"

Ye Tianling still had a faint expression, but he said firmly and firmly: "My son asked the father to forgive the emperor brother."

Ye Tianzhan also followed: "I beg my father to show his favor."

Empress Yin glanced at her son, then stepped forward and said softly to the Emperor of Heaven: "Your Majesty, the sons are all reciting the love of brothers, and they are also a filial piety. You can sympathize with their hard work. Such a big snow, heaven What can I do if I get sick in the cold?"

The Emperor looked deeply at the two sons in front of him, and walked back and forth a few steps on the corridor, seeming to hesitate a little.

When Queen Yin saw this, she personally took the cloak handed over by Sun Shi and put it on the Emperor, and put his arm around and said: "My sons are friendly and filial, your Majesty should be happy. Haoer's matter is also a normal day for me as a mother. Li was negligent and didn't manage him well, so that he caused such a disaster. If your Majesty really wants to punish him, it is better to punish the concubine."

Saying that she pulled back her clothes, she wanted to kneel down and plead guilty. The palace people around followed followed by kneeling, Qing Chen and Sun Shi looked at each other and knelt forward in the snow: "Hope your majesty will give you mercy and forgive the prince!"

"When did I say to blame you, why are you doing this?" The Emperor of Heaven stretched out his hand to support Empress Yin, looked at her and let out a long sigh, and finally said: "It's rare that you have a heart, so why don't I think of father and son in my heart? "The white snow in front of you was so clean that people couldn't help but calm down. The emperor's gaze passed through Qionglou Yuyu, as if he had seen a far away place: "Sun Shi, go, send me a message, saying that the queen is begging for mercy. The prince returns to Beijing."

"Yes." Sun Shi hurriedly agreed to do it.

Ye Tianling and Ye Tianzhan said in unison: "My son, on behalf of the emperor, thanked his father, Emperor Longen."

Empress Yin hurriedly ordered the servant: "Now it's all right, help me up quickly."

Ye Tianzhan got up and shakes off the snow on his clothes, and then saluted Empress Yin: "The son and the minister asked the mother to worry about it.

Empress Yin took his hand and patted it lightly, her eyes lightly passing in front of the Emperor of Heaven inadvertently, seemingly flashes of Wuhen smile.

Ye Tianling also stood up with the hand of the attendant, and his body shook slightly.

Qing Chen watched closely, feeling pain in her heart, but could not move forward. The eyes of the two intertwined for a moment, and for a moment, they have ironed a thousand words to the bottom of their hearts, melting the ground and melting the snow and ice in the sky.