The unlucky county princess and the crown prince

Huaiyang palace.

In a secret room with no unusual appearance, a handsome young man sat on the ground. His tall body was dressed in black. He was even more upright, cold and dignified.

Sitting opposite him was Jia BoChang, the king of Huaiyang. His son, who had been away from his old friend for many years, made him feel a lot, "Changqing, how are you after a few years

Looking around the world, few people dare to call Jiangxia king by his name. However, Huaiyang king and Jiangxia king are equal, and Huaiyang king is the elder of Jiangxia king, so they call him by his name.

Hundred Li Changqing light smile, "thank you, uncle miss, Changqing all well."

However, although the king of Huaiyang was a king and enjoyed the treatment of a vassal, with fiefdoms, food households, and salaries, he did not become an official in the court. Although he lived happily and extravagantly, he did not have much real power in his hands, unlike the king of Jiangxia, who had a heavy army and power over the world.

Looking at the Yingwei man shining like stars on the opposite side, the king of Huaiyang sighed, "how happy I was when I thought of my good brother's high spirits? Now, after so many years, you are the only one who has made a success among these nephews, and the others are just ordinary people. "

Bai Li Chang Qing's smile remained unchanged. "My uncle praised me falsely. Chang Qing is just a military roughneck who doesn't know poetry and books. He can't compare with the sons of nobility in my uncle's family. They are all brilliant and knowledgeable."

Huaiyang Wang said with a smile: "it's a rude man in the army. I think you are really modest. I don't want to mention my sons who don't have tools. It's just that the emperor's kindness is magnanimous, he eats his ancestors, he has nothing to worry about, and he's just waiting to die."

"It's also a rare blessing to be able to wait for death." Baili Changqing looks at the Junshan silver needle on the tea table, and the picture of a Xue cooking tea comes to her mind.

Seeing that Changqing's eyes fell on the tea, the king of Huaiyang sighed: "I remember that your favorite tea is Junshan silver needle, also known as Jinxiangyu. Jinxiangyu is a kind of jade with a heart of dust. In the past few months, Sichuan's Dongting has a special taste. It's like the golden age and iron horse. Now it's the world of you young people. Let's have a taste of Shishu's tea."

At this moment, the sharp spirit of Baili Changqing is all gathered away, showing a rare indifference. He looks at the boiling tea, and the tea buds stand in the cup, which is very beautiful. He likes this feeling. Dongting is surging with snow, and Bitao shakes Yueyang City again, as if there is a kind of heroic feeling of strategizing in the battlefield, sipping, "thank you, uncle."

Huaiyang king looked at the excellent son of his old friend in front of him. Although he was only settled in one room, he could not hide the edge of crossing thousands of miles. He sighed: "if Yuanye brother and his wife see that your brother and sister are today, they will smile in peace."

The sword eyebrow of Bai Li Changqing is like a blade. "Thank you, uncle. I want to ask you something when I'm in Beijing."

Huaiyang King's heart sank slightly. Changqing, as a vassal and commander-in-chief of the three armed forces, had no imperial edict to enter the capital. It must be a major event. "It's rare for you and me to see it. Let's talk about it, I will know everything and say everything."

"It's said that my father, uncle, and the Holy One were sworn brothers in those days?" A hundred Li Long Qing slowly way.

"Yes." After many years, when he met his old friend again, the Huaiyang King's heart surged and his face also looked nostalgic. "At that time, before the emperor ascended the throne, we had a good personal relationship, and we yearned for Liu Guanzhang's three bonds of friendship in Taoyuan. For a moment, our blood was boiling and we became brothers."

Baili Changqing's action of drinking tea remained unchanged, and he continued to listen to Huaiyang king, as if listening to other people's stories.