Spirit of the Phoenix: 114. The past

When the anti-theft ratio is 70%, 36 hours, buy enough to refresh and try. It's like a trap, so I have to guard against it.

The little prince did everything he could, standing outside the palace gate and shouting: "Who is asking for help? Quickly report your name?"

In the hall, Mrs. Yang didn't answer his question, he stood outside the hall and stopped, but he heard Yingying's cries intermittently, it was really ecstatic.

After he was stunned for a few seconds, he gradually realized that Yang Shijiao's panting cry did not come from pain, but because she was enjoying the joy of fish and water with people in Wushan Yunyu in the palace at this time, so she made such a blushing cry sound!

Shameless! The little prince recalled the sentence "Your Highness does not want it" just now, and his face flushed with anger.

He didn't want the Grand Tutor to come here and be stained by this obscenity, and he didn't want Yang's name as his "Nurse" to have an affair with someone to ruin his reputation, so he couldn't help killing him suddenly.

The little prince is thirteen years old and weak, but he is superior in his thoughtfulness and courage. Once the murderous intention started, he no longer hesitated.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, he was dressed in ordinary clothes, with a nine-ring belt on his waist and a golden crown on his head. It was too long and messy to be conducive to murder. The little prince took a deep breath, and slowly took off his ribboned gown, leaving only a frosty white close-fitting robe.

The yellow dagger that was untied from his waist was firmly held by the little prince at this time, and he stepped into the apse of Lingyan Pavilion with the wide open door like a night cat. .

In the quiet hall, the little prince held his breath to listen closely, and vaguely heard Yang's lewd/Mi You ambiguously calling "Your Highness" over and over again.

If there is an unknown palace attendant who hears it, I am afraid that the ugly rumor will be known to the whole city the next day.

The little prince didn't have time to think about why the Yang family appeared in Lingyan Pavilion at such a time, but raised the Quhuang short sword in his hand high.

He has the blood of the ancestors flowing in his bones, so he can't bear such a shame and humiliation any longer. He has already made full preparations tonight, and he is bound to take the humble life of that Yang family.

But when the little prince condensed his anger and determination, and stepped into the apse of Lingyan Pavilion aggressively, he suddenly found that there was no one in the hall.

No, it's not empty.

It's just that it's not the person the little prince expected.

Behind the red vines all over the wall is a desk that he is all too familiar with.

After the desk, sat a person he was very familiar with.

It's not Yang, nor is it an adulterer.

It's the prince Taifu, from Pei County.

The Tai Tu stood up calmly like the little prince had seen countless times in the past four years.

The same kind eyebrows and kind eyes, the same calmness.

As if the Yingying Jiaoti who was still lingering in Lingyan Pavilion last second never existed.

In just a split second, the little prince's heart turned a thousand times, and countless thoughts exploded in his mind, like thunder on the ground.

Why is the palace so calm, as if nothing had happened? Was it because his food at the banquet was tampered with, so he had hallucinations? Or is it that the Taifu who treats him as a teacher and a friend and even does not hesitate to marry him as a daughter-in-law, in fact, collaborates with Queen Hua Shan and Chief Sima Chen Keling, and chooses to harm him today?

In the blink of an eye, the little prince suppressed the flood of doubts and shocks, quickly adjusted his mood, bowed down respectfully, without revealing the slightest clue, just made up his mind in his heart, regardless of the truth tonight No matter what, you can't stay here for long.

Seeing the little prince, the Taifu looked him up and down, showing a look of surprise: "Why are you dressed like this? Where are your clothes?"

Only then did the little prince realize that when he was about to cut the gun with his blood, he was afraid that his movements would be inconvenient, so he took off the ribbon and smoked clothes on his body, took off the nine-ring belt around his waist, and put a golden crown on his head. .

At this time, he was barefoot and disheveled. He was wearing a frosty white inner shirt and robe, but he still held a cold yellow dagger tightly in his hand.

Rao is that no matter how clever and clever the little prince is on weekdays, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation to explain it for a while.

His tongue-tied appearance fell into Taifu's eyes without missing a beat.

Teacher was silent for a moment, then smiled at him again, and waved nonchalantly: "Come on, you and my son-in-law, let's have a drink against the moon."

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor withstood the heavy pressure and discussed with the Taifu about the next marriage for the little prince.

Hui Zhilan, the future crown princess, is very charming, and she is two years older than him. It's not someone else, but Taifu Pei's youngest daughter, the jewel in the palm of her hand at the age of forty, loved as if she were a treasure.

Taifu's willingness to marry his youngest daughter to him whose foundation is not stable is already the greatest support and affirmation for the little prince.

The wedding date is set at the end of the year. After the wedding, he can build a mansion, raise troops and raise soldiers. Only then can he truly escape the square cage drawn by Queen Chen in the palace city.

The little prince is looking forward to the day of his marriage.

But also extremely terrified, every day and night before he got married.

Since the marriage was settled, he has become more and more regarded as a son-in-law in front of the Taifu, and he has become closer and talked a lot in addition to being respectful.

But at this time, under the bright moonlight, the prince and Taifu sat opposite each other in front of the desk, but they were both silent, each full of worries and doubts that could not be expressed.

The Taifu wondered why the prince was disheveled and looked panic-stricken, but the prince wondered whether everything tonight was a trap.

Three glasses of sweet-scented osmanthus wine fell down, and the little prince couldn't wait to get up and leave.

Teacher Shi Shiran bid farewell, but after the little prince turned and left, he quickly lowered his voice and said to the little palace attendant beside him: "Let's follow the prince, don't let him notice you."

When she was not married, she was not very favored because of the many sisters in her family. After entering the palace, he treated his father Da Sima with great courtesy and respect, and there must be rewards every season.

For three consecutive years, Da Sima's birthday banquet was presided over by the queen and held in the palace. The little prince remembers very clearly that at last year's birthday banquet, the queen empress slowly walked down from the phoenix seat and presented the Infinite Life Sutra that she had copied by herself: "Today's family banquet, there is no queen in the palace, only a filial daughter. Adults are as blessed as the East Sea, and a hundred years of peace!"

The queen is so filial and docile, even the emperor sitting on the seat has a very low profile.

During the banquet, Da Sima felt extremely happy, and he ate happily, and couldn't help but drink a few more glasses of wine. He was already fat and afraid of heat, and he was sweating profusely after eating. Regardless of the empress' persuasion, he insisted on taking off the big clothes he was wearing outside.

By the Taiye Pool in early spring, the lanterns are hung high, and the evening wind blowing on the water brings a cool breeze. The red-faced Da Sima got drunk and was sent back to the mansion by the empress.

A few days later, news spread to the palace, saying that after the birthday party, Da Sima slept for a full day, and did not get up until the evening of the second day. But after getting up, Da Sima, who has always been in good health, had weakness in his limbs, his whole body was sore, and his elbows and knees were red and swollen as if they had been burned.

The queen empress was so anxious that she sent several imperial physicians to visit her.

The several imperial physicians have different seniority, but they came back with the same statement: "Da Sima has a wide body and a fat body, and he caught a cold after drinking and suffered from rheumatism. That's it."

The empress felt relieved, and searched all over the world for the best medicinal materials to nourish Da Sima's body.

A four-meter-long Huaitong plant was dug out in Lingnan. It was as thick as a wrist and entangled in a group like a giant python. body.

Fujian paid tribute to a three-year-old dry grass flower, covered with rusty-brown fluff, shaped like a newborn fetus. Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces also entered the palace with a hundred-year-old Shouwu, which looked like a green dragon. He sent people to the mansion of Da Sima.

Sacred medicinal materials were given in a steady stream, and the queen was extremely generous, showing pure filial piety everywhere.

The emperor, who had always been cowardly, only dared to laugh on the bright side, and repeatedly praised the empress for being polite and sensible.