box of hearts

Chapter 266 Looking at My Hometown (10)
"If you don't want to pay, then you have to repay your gambling debts." Qingtian said, and followed his shimmering eyes all the way down the other's close-fitting crepe shirt, camel yellow silk shirt, fixedly He stopped somewhere, pouted and smiled.Qi She broke out into a hearty laugh again and waved her hand.She slid her arms out on the table, arched her back like a cat, and stared at him with deep and wet eyes, "It's been three months."

Qi She just kept shaking her hands, "No way."

"The medical books say yes."

"Which medical book would say such a ghost?"

"It's really okay, come on."

"You are pregnant, this is not a joke."

"It's okay, just take it easy."

"Right here?"

"Well, isn't there a bed in the room?"

"That's..., the servants are all outside, halfway up the mountain, the windows are still wide open..."

"Have you learned to be shy these days? I don't know who is the one who forces me to lie under the tea stand, among the peony gardens, and by the Qishui every year?"

"Aren't you unwilling at that time?"

"Then didn't I follow you in the end? You also follow me once, Mr. She, please do me a favor."

"No, you can't do it if you say no, don't mess around here."

Qingtian withdrew his whole body backwards, folded his arms and leaned against the back of the chair, his chin was pressed against his chest, his eyes were downcast.

Seeing her like this, Qi She couldn't stop laughing secretly, finally leaned over, said a few words close to her ear, and then asked: "How are you?"

Qingtian didn't answer, just smiled and bit his lower lip and nodded.Qi She flicked the back of her hand, "Go to the bed inside——slow down!"

The smoke and rain outside the Lingyun Painting Pavilion is still lingering, and the precious mats in the pavilion are newly paved, and the brocade curtains are not rolled up; behind the curtain, bats are already in its caves, and blue birds are already in its blue sky.

5.
The day is hard to keep, and the time is fragile.As soon as June arrives, it seems like a big fireball crashes into the city of Beijing from the sky, scorching the red land.This year is unnaturally hot. Even Nantai Island, which is surrounded by water waves and densely covered with dense trees, is unbearably hot. Occasionally there is a little bit of wind, but what it brings is scorching hot.The leaves on the side of the road are wilted by the sun, the cicadas are dry and dry, everything makes people drowsy.

It was Huang Ling's soft voice outside the tent that woke up the doze:
"Report to the Emperor, Uncle the Regent is asking to see you."

Qi Hong bounced off the dragon bed at once, he shivered and lifted the bed curtain.The eunuch standing outside could even see the frost flowers forming on the corners of the emperor's hair and brows, and saw the emperor's lips turn blue and stiff, and after several attempts, he finally managed to utter a word: "Please. "

Qi She came in alone. As soon as he entered the palace, all the eunuchs in the palace withdrew.Facing Qi Hong who was sitting on the bed, he kneeled down three times and kowtowed nine times before raising his head to look over.The young man in front of him looked like a young man again: his face was powdered, his lips were greased, his neat black hair was tied up in a golden crown, his body was thin but strong under the Nine Dragons gauze robe, and the only sickness and scars left in his whole body The weakness is its eyes, like a cornered animal, scurrying around the room in search of a place to hide.

"Your uncle, you don't have to be like this. Get up, get up quickly." Qi Hong still lacked the courage to face Qi She squarely. He hooked his head and stretched out his hands in vain. The horns dare not touch.

Qi She, who was underground, only looked at his nephew intently, showing a look of relief, "The imperial doctor reported that Shengjiu has improved a lot. Although it is a little hindered by the rise of yang energy in Xia, but as long as the emperor keeps eating and worrying, Zeng, as soon as autumn cools, he will be able to recover as before, which is really the joy of the subjects of the world."

The tone was sincere and gentle, but the panic in Qi Hong's eyes continued unabated, and a few beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Uncle, wait for me, I have something for you .”

After a while, Qi Hong hurried back with a roll of yellow paper in his hand, and carefully handed it to Qi She who was kneeling on the knees, "Uncle Huang..."

Qi She hesitated for a moment, then took it and unfolded it.He just glanced at it, and his eyes changed. At the same moment, the young emperor Qi Hong knelt down facing him.

"Uncle Huang, I personally wrote the imperial edict for the throne of Zen. I would like to ask Uncle Huang to hand it over to the cabinet and issue it immediately. From then on, Uncle Huang does not need to kneel down to worship your nephew. Let me call you emperor—”

"Your Majesty!" Qi She uttered the word "Your Majesty" ahead of Qi Hong, and thousands of expressions emerged at the same time, but in just a short moment, these expressions flew away like a handful of bird food , his face was just like an empty palm, with nothing left open.

"There is a saying in the "Book of History": 'Emperor Tianhoutu, change Que Yuanzi.' The emperor is ordered by heaven, and no one can change the ruler except the emperor Tianhoutu." Qi Sheping held up the edict and waited for a long time until the other party Trembling, he took it back, and then slowly put his arms down by his side, his posture was extremely docile, but it was even more shocking, "I understand that the emperor is still afraid of me, and I came here today to report to the emperor. Mingming, the emperor has no reason to be afraid of you. On the contrary, I am afraid of you, just like any subject who is afraid of the power of heaven and fears, prostrate at the feet of his monarch. I will talk for a long time. Please take your seat, Your Majesty. Listen, I said on my knees."

In just a short while, the imperial edict held in Qi Hong's hands was full of sweat and became slumped and soft. Qi Hong felt that his own tongue was the same, and he couldn't make any sound, so he could only hold on Knees trembled and stood up.It was a kneeling man who ordered him to stand up, but he never dared to disobey this man.

Qi She's words have indeed been spoken for a long time, so long that the world fades and the world changes, and so long that his legs kneeling on the brick floor have completely lost consciousness.But before he could force himself to stand up again, Qi Hong who was sitting on the seat fell to the ground and slammed into his arms.He buried his head on his shoulder, crying loudly: "Uncle Huang! Uncle Huang..."

Qi She's tears were already welling in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, and patted Qi Hong's lean back hard once, and then again.

He was 41, he was 25, and finally, they were no longer adults and teenagers, they were men and men.Fight for power like a man, win like a man, lose like a man, punish like a man, receive punishment like a man, and now they embrace like men, foe to foe, blood to blood, Like a broken spear embracing a dilapidated armor, a collapsed high wall embraces a dry island.If you still have doubts about this, go and see, the mirror, how to hug your own face in the mirror.

Twelve hours later, an edict was issued to the world, stating that the emperor had achieved peace after several years of meditation, and would move back to the Qianqing Palace in the near future. on the agenda. Twenty-four hours later, the officials of the Qin Tianjian reported that a comet had appeared in the northwest. Zhu Yiqing and Meng Zhongxian, the cabinet ministers involved in several serious crimes, were demoted to other provinces without even having the chance to meet the regent to argue.

Great changes happened out of thin air, and the government and the public were all confused and speculating. There was only one family who was rejoicing, and this family was the Min family in Tongzhou.Daughter Min was elected as Qi Hong's queen ten years ago. Although she still lives in her natal family, family rituals have been abolished. Even grandparents have to bow down when they see their granddaughter. Mother and sister-in-law follow orders for three meals a day. The etiquette of serving the queen is to serve dishes standing up.At the same time, the family sent guards in the palace to strictly check the access control, and relatives were not allowed to come to the house, and almost all relatives were broken.Mrs. Min, Mrs. Min, always looks back at her desire to strive for glory and show off when she was elected, and then looks at the days of being up and down. I am afraid that because her daughter bears the title of queen and has never entered the palace, she will be a living dead for the rest of her life. , usually tearful.Seeing Po Jitai now, he hugged his head and cried heartily with the empress, then raised his arms again and prepared the dowry in full swing.

Since Tianbo is easy to thank, and it is difficult to stay in the summer, the time of falling and fluttering is until the middle of July.In the Palace of Compassion and Peace in the Forbidden City, the haze accumulated for several years has been swept away. By the Peony Pavilion, white cranes live together, and under the wooden incense shed, immortals and birds dance together.In the lane between long pines and tall willows, the Empress Dowager Xihe guarded a small mat, sitting deep in the shade of flowers.She only wears simple ordinary clothes, a crow-colored blue jacket with a gold pattern and a navy blue skirt, a navy blue jacket, a long black skirt, and a tall bun with two knives. Hua Sheng, the back of his head is covered with silver curtains, scattered and scattered.A face is haggard and clear, and all the sentimental and pretty things that have ever been are buried by layers of grime, even when she smiles—especially when she smiles, the sweet dimples on her cheeks have turned into shriveled dimples. Dented, daunting.But her eyes are full and full, full of joy, emotion, tears, full of a person——

Qi Hong.Her son, her life.

Qi Hong cast a glance at his mother, lowered the wine glass in his hand, "Mother, the son has moved back to the palace, and has been coming to greet you every day for more than a month, why are you still like this?"

Xihe took a deep breath, took a gauze handkerchief from Yuming's hands, and rubbed it under the wings of her nose, "The empress can't believe this is true, the empress is always afraid—"

"Don't be afraid," Qi Hong patted his mother's hand, "I can sit here with the queen today and enjoy the flowers, which means that the emperor has completely forgiven me."

(End of this chapter)