Hidden Sky Light

"Your Majesty." When the third voice was called, Chen Ling slowly opened his eyes.

It was so sleepy just now that Chen Ling fell asleep in the carriage with her wrist resting on her arm, and dreamed about her childhood.

Mother Fang called her many times. Although she opened her eyes, her eyes were empty, and she did not recover from the dream for a while.

"Your Majesty is in a nightmare?" Mother Fang was worried.

Madam Fang has been serving by her side all these years, knowing that she didn't sleep very well at night. In the early days, she used to have nightmares at night. Although she got better later, she still didn't sleep well...

The position of the Son of Heaven was not easy to do in the first place. When the late emperor was alive, he was still trembling, like walking on thin ice.

What's more, His Majesty is still a woman...

Mother Fang has been following Chen Ling all these years, knowing how difficult it is for her to disguise herself as a man and sit on this emperor's dragon chair.

Your Majesty is the son of the emperor, diligent in political affairs, and has never slackened for a moment after he ascended the throne.

Although His Majesty is a woman, her vision, knowledge, and time spent in the court are not inferior to the late emperor. In the hearts of courtiers, she is a more suitable Mingjun than the late emperor...

Mother Fang thought about this, and Chen Ling just came back to her senses, "I was disturbed by A Nian in the morning, and I didn't sleep well. I've been sleeping for a while, are you almost there?"

After Chen Ling asked, she couldn't help looking out of the carriage.

The curtain on the car window was just swept up by the strong wind, and Chen Ling stretched out his hand to lift it up.

Mother Fang replied, "The mountain rain is coming. Look at the thick and low clouds. I'm afraid it will be a heavy rain. General Shi asked Your Majesty, should I find a place to take shelter from the rain first, or continue down the mountain?"

His Majesty wanted to get to Zhoucheng earlier, but General Shi did not dare to delay.

Zhoucheng is in Fuyang County.

But in this weather, the mountain road is not easy to walk.

Chen Ling lowered the curtain and said to Mother Fang, "Then let's take shelter from the rain."

Chen Ling was familiar with the weather in Fuyang in June and July. With such heavy rain, the mountains are prone to landslides, and rushing on the road is easy to be washed away by flash floods, or trapped in the mountains.

I am walking on a mountain road now, seeking stability rather than speed.

Mommy Fang understood, lifted the curtain and whispered to the outside of the carriage.

When Mommy Fang turned back, Chen Lingcai asked again, "Where's Ah Nian?"

A Nian only got into a tantrum with her in the morning. She told him a lot, but he didn't like to listen to it very much, so he made trouble unreasonably with red eyes.

Later, she ignored him and left him alone in his carriage to reflect.

This child has become more and more angry recently, and it seems that it is time for rebellion.

The more you don't let him do it, the more he wants to fight her.

She also has to play the role of a strict father in front of him.

She is the emperor. In the eyes of courtiers, she is used to being cold and self-controlled, diligent in political affairs, and there is only the prince A Nian by her side.

So A Nian had no mother to act like a spoiled child since he was a child, only she treated him harshly...

The position of the prince is not easy, and being used to A Nian will not benefit him in the future.

It wasn't that she didn't hear his cry just now.

But right now there is only crying, in the future, it will not be as simple as crying...

Chen Ling put away his thoughts, and Madam Fang just responded, "The prince cried several times, saying that he knew he was wrong, and he wanted to come to confess to His Majesty. The old slaves said that His Majesty was asleep, so he stopped him."

Chen Ling said softly, "He's been thinking wild lately, it's better to let him dry."

Since Chen Ling returned to Beijing when she was a child, Mama Fang has been following her, knowing her temper and knowing that she is not angry.

The Prince was born to His Majesty.

When the prince was born, His Majesty suffered many crimes.

The Crown Prince is His Majesty's heart, how could His Majesty not feel distressed?

It's just that anyone who has experienced the turmoil in the early imperial court will know that it is right for His Majesty to be strict with the prince...

But the crown prince was always the one that Fang Momo watched and grew up with, and he always safeguarded it from the bottom of his heart.

Fang Momo saw that the needle was inserted, "The prince is young and has been in the palace all the time. I am curious about everything I see on this southern tour, and it is not easy to take back my heart. But don't worry too much, Your Majesty, according to the old slave, the prince I should also know that I was wrong, the time is still long, teach it slowly, don't take it to your heart, Your Majesty..."

Chen Ling glanced at Mother Fang and said warmly, "Look at him for me."

"Yes." Mommy Fang was blessed, then lifted the curtain and got off the carriage to see the prince.

I didn't hear the cry.

But Mommy Fang was right, she was a little worried about him...

Just when she was on her southern tour and settled in Huaicheng, she wanted to take a few days to spare and take Anian to Zhoucheng to see her aunt.

She lived in Zhoucheng, Fuyang, until she was eight years old.

Later, she was brought back to Beijing by her father's people and became the fourth prince...

Soon after, the situation in the DPRK and China was turbulent, and Donggong passed away. She was established as the heir on the cusp of the storm, and she started her career in Donggong without retreating every step of the way. Behind you is the abyss of ten thousand feet, if you advance, you will rule the world, if you retreat, there will be no bones left...

Those peaceful times in Zhoucheng gradually faded into the back of my mind, and I haven't thought about it for a long time.

Fang Cai, perhaps because it was close to Fuyang, had a dream about the events of his childhood, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

My mother died early, and my aunt treated her like her own.

She and her aunt have been dependent on each other for many years. Her aunt taught her to read and write, and she accompanied her aunt to pick lotus. That was her most carefree childhood...

Sing the poem of picking lotus, go to pick lotus flowers in the lotus pond.

The boat swayed leisurely on the river, gently rippling along the waves.

In the lotus pond, there are low-flying dragonflies, and occasionally koi darting around the boat...

She picked a lotus leaf and put it on her face, laying on the boat and dozing off...

Then, she heard her aunt calling her. Linger~

She just got up from the boat with her arms propped up...

Just now, she had a dream at that time, so when Mama Fang called her, she was stunned for a while, and some did not switch back from the dream.

The dream is too real, like yesterday...

She thought of her aunt.

All these years, she was in Beijing, and her aunt had been worried about her.

From when she returned to Beijing, until she ascended to the Palace of the Son of Heaven.

On this trip to the south, I heard that my aunt was dying of a serious illness.

Ah Nian has never been to Fuyang in the future, she wants to bring Ah Nian to see her aunt for the last time...

Chen Ling's eyes were slightly stagnant, slightly dyed with warmth.

She was born beautiful, with delicate facial features and clear eyes. If she was a woman, she would be stunning; when she was a man, she would be a little more elegant and handsome.

Having been in a high position for a long time, one look raised his eyes, and another lowered his eyes, all of which hide the monarch's bearing.

The slender hands are soft, and the sleeves hide the light of the sky.

***

The rain poured down like a pillar, and the sky seemed to be ripped apart by the rain.

It was obviously noon, and it was so dark that it seemed to cover a curtain, and the road underfoot could only be seen by turning on the lamp.

Shi Huaiyuan sought shelter from the rain nearby.

This should be the old abandoned temple.

The temple is not big, and with the eaves in the garden that can cover the rain, it is enough to accommodate more than 100 people.

After getting off the carriage, Ah Nian came up to Chen Ling and followed her.

A Nian was just three years old, not tall, and the rain was heavy. Chen Ling was afraid that his shoes would get wet, so he leaned over and picked him up.

A Nian hurriedly put his arms around her neck and didn't let go.

Although she didn't speak to him, she hugged him, and Anian was also happy and said softly, "Mother Fang said, this is an abandoned temple."

Chen Ling knew that he was looking for something to say, to test whether she was still angry and ignored him.

Chen Ling didn't look at him, just hummed.

Anian continued, "There are so many abandoned temples along the way!"

Again, I was looking for something to say.

Chen Ling looked at him, he pouted, his eyes filled with grievances.

Just as he was walking to a place that was not wet by the heavy rain, Chen Ling leaned over and put him down.

A Nian tugged at her sleeve, "There is a Buddha statue here."

Chen Ling's eyes fell on the Buddha statue with a thick layer of dust in front of him, it should be some years old.

The guards beside him stepped forward to check to make sure there was no danger before turning back.

Chen Ling and Anian said, "There was a period of turmoil in Yan Korea more than a hundred years ago, which lasted for decades. At that time, people's livelihood was poor, so there were many monks and temples. Later, the ancestors ended the troubled times and slowly restored the earlier ones. Anhe Taiping, these temples should have been abandoned at that time..."

The glutinous rice **** asked, "Why is the people's livelihood so poor, and there are many temples and temples?"

Chen Ling patiently said, "Monks and temples do not have to pay taxes, and wars are raging. Either the grass is a bandit, or the hair is a monk, and they always need to make a living..."

Ah Nian seems to understand.

But obviously relieved, she was finally willing to talk to him.

It just so happened that Mommy Fang also ordered someone to clean up one place, Chen Ling sat down, and A Nian stood in front of her consciously.

Only then did Chen Ling seriously look at the glutinous rice **** in front of him. He was three years old, she sat down, and his eyes could just look at her.

"Father, I was wrong." Anian bowed his head aggrieved.

Mommy Fang looked at their mother and son and signaled everyone else to back away.

After that, Mommy Fang pushed away herself, leaving enough space for their mother and son.

"Where did you go wrong?" Chen Ling said quietly.

The glutinous rice ball bit his lower lip, and tears rolled in his eyes, "I shouldn't be clamoring for the chief supervisor, nor should I clamor for Ye Jiupeng, I just got angry when I didn't wake up..."

Chen Ling looked at him. A Nian is still young, and this trip to the South is both exciting and unaccustomed.

During the southern tour, she had a lot of daily affairs, and most of them were accompanied by the chief supervisor.

Ye Jiupeng was the son of Huaicheng Cheng Shou, and he was about the same age as Ah Nian, so the two of them could play together.

So to come to Zhoucheng, A Nian was making a fuss with the supervisor and Ye Jiupeng.

But the chief supervisor wanted to stay in Huaicheng to cover her up for her illness; she didn't want to cause troubles when she came to Zhoucheng, but Ye Jiupeng did.

Mommy Fang had made it clear to him, but when he let him go, he still burst into tears.

When I finally saw her, I didn't dare to cry anymore.

She reprimanded him, then got angry with him, ignoring him all the way.

He was young, but he was always born in the royal family.

Using youth as an excuse everywhere will only hurt him in the end.

Ghosts, ghosts, minds, won't let him go just because he is young...

Right now, Anian's eyes were slightly red, and he looked at her with a pouting mouth.

After a while, he lowered his head again, with the peculiar apprehension of a child, and some thoughts of wanting to be close to her, but he was afraid that she would still be angry and ignore him.

So, waiting for her to speak, he dared to speak out.

Chen Ling's eyes fell on him, trying to be as peaceful as possible, "You are in the East Palace, how many eyes are looking at Chaozhong and the palace. I told you that this trip to Zhoucheng is to meet important people, you are messing around in the official residence, If everyone knows the trouble, do you want to go to Zhoucheng this time?"

Ah Nian had tears in her eyes.

Chen Ling continued, "Let's not talk about this, Mama Fang has already made it clear to you, even if it doesn't, if you encounter something unsatisfactory, just crying and temper will not solve the problem. Are you in your heart?"

A Nian shook her head again in grievance.

Chen Ling wanted to say something more, but when the words reached her throat, seeing Anian clutching her sleeves and trying not to cry, the words in her throat were suppressed again. When he opened his mouth, he whispered softly, "Do you know this time?"

"Understood." A Nian nodded.

Chen Ling lowered her eyes lightly, "Come and sit."

Anian burst into tears.

…

It was raining heavily in the temple.

Shi Huaiyuan had already sent someone to explore the way ahead.

A Nian fell asleep in Chen Ling's arms.

The weather in June and July just happened to rain down on the ground fire, neither cold nor hot. A Nian was restless all the way, and now she is lying in her arms and sleeping soundly.

Chen Ling also took off the cloak behind him and covered him, fearing that he might catch a cold.

When the cloak was closed, Chen Ling couldn't help but look at the glutinous rice **** more, and there was a rare tenderness hidden in his eyes, tenderness and distress...

These, since A Nian became sensible, she has never shown it in front of him. Only when he fell asleep would he stretch out his hand, caress the top of his head lightly, and gently kiss his forehead.

Mama Fang watched from a distance, as if she had knocked something over in her heart, with mixed feelings.

Madam Fang stood guard at the door and did not let others in, so that their mother and son could stay in one place warmly for more time while taking advantage of the rain...

On one patio in the temple, the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping.

The sound of rain was constantly around, and there were also raindrops blown by the slanting wind that kept slapping on the old window lattices.

Chen Ling hugged A Nian and remembered that when he was just born, he was still so young...

In the blink of an eye, it's three years old.

She remembered when Ah Nian was born, she actually looked more like her...

In the sound of the rain, Chen Ling lowered his eyes lightly, his slender eyelashes overturned, and the expression between his eyes was restrained.

***

Hecheng, a restaurant in the east of the city.

Han Guan turned back, lowered his voice and said, "General, I have inquired about it, and I just met on the road, but I don't know where the garrison came from. The tone is very strict, and it is impossible to detect the truth. However, a transfer of this scale should be The Ministry of War secretly ordered..."

Han Guan paused for a while, and simply leaned closer to Shen Ci, "It's the kind of order that can't be said on the surface... If you want to continue to inquire, it's really involving the Ministry of War. Once it is discovered, it's not us. Licheng garrisoned meddling is so simple, the explanation is not clear, perhaps it is to provoke suspicion for the general."

When Han Guan reached the point, his eyes turned towards Shen Ci subtly.

Han Guan is Shen Ci's lieutenant.

Four years ago, Shen Ci was transferred from Beijing to the Licheng garrison, and Han Guan was always with Shen Ci.

In fact, Han Guan had heard about General Shen's earlier in Beijing.

The Shen family is from the Yanhan family, with deep roots. When the emperor was still in the East Palace, General Shen was a companion in the East Palace. I heard that it is still the most trusted one in the East Palace.

When the emperor ascended the throne, if the general still stayed by the emperor's side, he would have been a supreme minister.

You don't need to be with them, nesting in a remote place like Licheng, which is full of yellow sand, and haven't been back to Beijing for four years...

Han Guan could have guessed that General Shen should have had a falling out with the East Palace, and then he came to Licheng, a place where birds don't shit.

Therefore, it is better to mention the emperor less in front of the general...

But if the Ministry of War made a private order, whose idea could it be?

Han Guan whispered, "General, the holy car is still in Huaicheng at the moment, and the garrison is mobilized around, and it must be escorted for the emperor. The general is still on leave, so don't meddle in the affairs of the Ministry of War..."

After Han Guan finished speaking, Shen Ci put down the cup in his hand and said decisively, "Go and find out."

Han Guan: "…"

Are you still going?

Han Guan didn't dare not to listen to Shen Ci's words, but he felt it was unnecessary.

Shen Ci looked at him and said unhurriedly, "If the emperor wants to **** the garrison, he can blatantly mobilize the garrison, and he will not let the Ministry of War give orders in private. There are forbidden troops following him on the southern tour, and it is really necessary to mobilize the garrison. When something goes wrong, the soldiers are very expensive, and there is no need to hide people’s eyes and ears. How many years have you been in the army, and you don’t have any common sense?”

Han Guan sighed, how could he not even have this common sense, isn't he not in a hurry?

In fact, they all knew in their hearts - this possibility is very small, and it is just a relief to inquire.

But if the Ministry of War really ordered it privately, it would be so ugly...

Like the garrison in Licheng, the annual amount of armaments and supplies depends on the appearance of the military. If this offends the military, the winter clothes will be dragged on for ten days and a half months at the end of the year. It will not kill people, but it can drive people crazy!

Seeing that he hadn't moved yet, Shen Ci looked at him, "You and I jumped on that road because we got lost in early summer. That road is hidden and difficult to walk, so what do you do when you have nothing to do with that road? How can there be anything in between? Weird, hurry up!"

Han Guan: "…"

Shen Ci put down the copper plate and got up first.

Han Guan quickly followed.

"After inquiring, catch up and stay in Zhencheng tonight." After Shen Ci finished speaking, he jumped on his horse. Four or five horses followed, and soon disappeared into the streets.

"Will..." Han Guannaihe.

The general's aunt was married to the Marquis of Pingnan, and the capital of Pingnan was in Miaocheng. The general went to Miaocheng on leave to see his aunt.

There are only five or six days' journey from Zhencheng to Miaocheng, I hope there will be no twists and turns along the way...

Han Guan also jumped on his horse.

…

After leaving the city, Shen Ci beat the horse and whipped the whip.

Shen Ci was tall and straight and handsome. He was in the army all the year round, his eyes were deep, and the originally clear and handsome face had a little more indescribable spirit and perseverance. Even if you are not wearing a uniform, you can see the difference at a glance.

The Son of Heaven was in Huaicheng, and the troop movements around him were different, and he was uneasy.

But since the emperor ascended the throne, he has eliminated foreign enemies in the court step by step, consolidated his power, and became a wise ruler who is diligent in political affairs in the hearts of courtiers.

What Han Guan said was right, he just begged for peace of mind.

- I miss your Shen family as a loyal and strong one. This matter will not be extraneous, but from today, you will get out of the East Palace for you!

-General Shen, Your Highness has a message to bring to General Shen. It is a long way to go to Licheng. In the future, if General Shen has nothing to do, there is no need to return to Beijing...

The horse's hooves splashed, Shen Ci clenched the reins and frowned.

—Brother Zi’an…

Shen Ci suddenly reined in his horse.

The horses behind them stopped one after another, "General?"

At sunset and dusk, the sunset glow is entrenched in the sky like a fire, horseshoe dust dances wildly in the glow, Shen Ci said in a deep voice, "Turn around and go to Huaicheng!"