34 Chapter 34: Hehuan

"It's okay when you're injured so badly!" Jing Shao frowned tightly and reached out to pinch the white cloth. He wanted to see his brother's injury but was afraid of hurting him. His fingertips stopped three inches away from the cloth and dared not move forward. .

Jingchen had never seen such a cautious younger brother. His usually serious face couldn't help but cracks appeared. He couldn't say the reprimand on his lips. He stretched out his hand awkwardly and rubbed Jingshao's head: "It's true that the injury is not serious. , It’s just that the wound is long and difficult to wrap, so it’s so large.”

Jing Shao was stunned. In his memory, his brother had never been so close to him. When he was a child, he was jumping up and down to dig out bird's nests and fish for koi carp. His brother was already reading in the study with a straight face every day. He talked the most when he saw him It's also "what a shame"; when his mother died, he cried so hard that his heart broke, but his brother just knelt in front of her soul without crying or saying anything. When he went to pull his brother's sleeves, he only got the sentence "You're worthless, you know how to cry." ...So in the last life, he always thought that his brother was not close to him.

Until he met his brother who came to visit him in prison, Jing Shao still remembered the steady and powerful voice, "I am the only brother. Even if I try my best, I will never let him die!"

Scenes of past events echoed in his mind, and Jing Shao felt his nose was a little sore. If he hadn't lived a new life, he would never have known how much his brother had done for him in places he didn't even know existed. Rubbing the bridge of his nose with one finger, Jing Shao took out a small sapphire bottle from his arms and stuffed it into Jing Chen's hand: "The car is bumpy, go back and let my sister-in-law apply it."

Jingchen looked at the small bottle in his hand. It was filled with sapphire. He thought it was given to him by his father, Emperor Jingshao, before he went to war. He frowned and said, "This is life-saving medicine. This is just a skin injury. Take it back." He was about to give it to him, but Jing Shao quickly retreated to the carriage door.

"There's more there. Take this bottle. If you don't want to use it, just take it with you. Don't worry." After saying that, Jing Shao opened the curtain and prepared to go out. "I came out to pick it up and ran around the capital. I pretended to be ignorant. Yes, as for the father, his hometown seems to have a clear conscience, and it is useless to hide it. "

Jingchen held the sapphire vial in his hand and watched his younger brother get on his horse upright, shaking the reins and riding away. He slowly curled up the corners of his lips. His little Shaoer was really becoming more and more sensible.

Even if the Beiwei Hou Mansion is her mother's family, it is not suitable for the princess to stay for dinner, so when Jing Shao returned to the palace, Mu Hanzhang had already returned. There were sumptuous dishes on the table, and the princess, dressed in soft silk casual clothes, sat at the table, waiting for him to eat. This feeling of waiting to go home was so good that Jing Shao couldn't help but lean in and kiss that handsome face.

The maids around saw him and lowered their heads one after another.

Mu Hanzhang's handsome face suddenly turned red, and he was surrounded by prostitutes. He was so uncontrollable that he couldn't help but glare at him: "Go and change clothes quickly, your mouth is full of dirt!" After saying this, he felt that this was inappropriate, It sounded more like flirting, and I couldn't help but feel annoyed secretly.

Jing Shao put a fist on his lips and chuckled twice, then turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his face and change clothes.

The weather was starting to get hot at the end of May. Jing Shao changed his clothes, took the cup from Miao Xi, and drank it all.

Mu Hanzhang served him a bowl of mung bean soup and waved his hand for the maids to go down: "See, brother?"

Jing Shao took the soup bowl and took a sip, then nodded: "My brother is injured, so the carriage goes slower."

"Is the injury serious?" Mu Hanzhang frowned.

Jing Shao took a bite of the dish and thought it tasted good, so he put a chopstick into his princess's bowl: "It shouldn't be a serious injury because of the skin injury.

Mu Hanzhang looked at the food in the bowl, and when he saw Jing Shao's normal expression, he picked up the bowl and ate without saying anything. Anyway, since the marriage, the prince has served him less, but every time at this time, he will feel happy in his heart. This person does not treat him as a female servant, but respects him and loves him. I can't imagine if Jing Shao is like the others. How sad his life would be if his husband was like that.

Adhering to the etiquette of not saying anything while eating, Mu Hanzhang stopped talking and concentrated on eating. Jing Shao had eaten two pieces of braised beef at noon. Now he was really hungry, so he picked up the bowl and ate quickly.

Mu Hanzhang was a little surprised to see him so hungry. When Jing Shao picked up the third bowl of rice, he was afraid that he would be full, so he had to reach out to stop him. When he saw Jing Shao looking like he still wanted to eat, he couldn't help but said: "Eat." He gets sick too fast and doesn't know when he's hungry or full. He eats too much at night and accumulates food.

The two of them are men, and Dongyuan's rice bowls are always big bowls. Usually Jingshao is very full after eating two bowls, but now he eats too fast and can't sleep. If he eats the third bowl, he will definitely not be able to sleep at night. of.

Jing Shao also knew this, so he put down his chopsticks obediently and drank half a bowl of mung bean soup. When the maids came to clean up, he felt a little full. Mu Hanzhang sighed, and after drinking tea, he took him for a walk in the garden to eat.

The evening breeze in mid-spring carries a slight heat wave, blowing on your face, and you can smell the lingering sun-baked smell in the fragrance of flowers.

"Father said that next month I will move my aunt into a side room." Mu Hanzhang walked to an albizia tree and looked up. The tree was full of pink flowers, as beautiful as smoke.

"That's really a good thing, you can call me mother from now on." Jing Shao saw him looking at the flowers on the tree, stretched out his hand and jumped lightly, handing a handful of night albizzia in full bloom to his princess.

"Why pick a flower that blooms just right?" Mu Hanzhang looked at the flower in his hand and did not pick it up.

"Pepper flowers bring beauty." Jing Shao said proudly.

Mu Hanzhang glared at the prince who was starting to be rude again: "This is the first time I heard that the flower of bitterness can still be given away."

Jing Shao scratched his head. The albizia flower was originally called the bitter love flower. The blooming of the bitter love flower meant that her husband had changed his heart. It actually had a bad meaning. He threw away the flower in his hand and reached out to pull a leaf and stuff it into Jun Qing's hand.

"What is this for? Giving flowers is fine, but who would give leaves?" Mu Hanzhang turned the branch full of green leaves in his hand. The leaves were closed, and there was nothing beautiful about it. He couldn't help laughing at him.

"The leaves of the Albizzia tree open during the day and close at night, and they love each other. Giving it as a gift means that we will be together for life and happy forever." Jing Shao said confidently.

Mu Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, looking down at the Albizzia tree leaves that were tightly closed at night. He didn't expect Jing Shao to say such a thing. He didn't know how to answer for a while, but a blush quietly jumped onto his handsome face, reflecting the clear moonlight, which made him look even more beautiful.

Jing Shao looked a little crazy, and couldn't help but reach out to embrace him, and kissed him on those thin lips.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang snorted lightly, but didn't resist much. The sentence "A lifetime of love, happy forever" made his heart full, and he also wanted to do something intimate to prolong this feeling.

The next day, the second prince returned to the court, standing in the hall with injuries all over his body. Emperor Hongzheng pitied the second prince's injuries and allowed him to sit.

The emperor was very angry about the attack on the imperial envoy and ordered a thorough investigation. In addition, Jingchen also brought a shocking news to the court and the public. The tribute from the southwest was not robbed by bandits at all, but by the king of the southwest himself. All the tribute is now parked at the border of the southwest fiefdom, near the official road leading to the capital!

And I don't know if it was a coincidence or for, the memorial of the king of the southwest to shirk the rescue of the eldest prince also arrived in Beijing yesterday. The memorial of the king of the southwest said that the southwest suffered from spring drought this year, and many places had no harvest. The tribute was robbed, which made the situation worse. The palace of the king of the southwest had already reduced expenses to help the people, and had no ability to mobilize the army to Yunnan and Tibet. He begged the court to allocate food and grass first.

"Too much bullying!" Emperor Hongzheng put Jingchen's memorial together with that of the king of the southwest and threw it hard on the jade steps.

"The King of Southwest is really too arrogant!" The upright imperial censor Fan Jie stood up and trembled with anger.

"Your Majesty, calm down. The most important thing now is that the eldest prince is back in Yunnan and Tibet. His life or death is uncertain. The King of Southwest is unwilling to send troops, so we must quickly mobilize troops from other places to go." The Minister of War glanced at Jing Chen without leaving any trace, and stepped forward to remind him.

"The King of Southwest knows that the eldest prince is not good at fighting, so he dares to deceive the court blatantly and threaten to reduce tribute. In my opinion, he should dispatch famous generals to Yunnan and Tibet." Song An, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, heard the words and hurriedly stepped forward to say, and glanced at Jing Shao with a hint of meaning.

Jing Shao was so angry that Song An acted on his own again that he took a half step back without leaving any trace.

"There are not many southern barbarians, and it is not worth fighting. The reason why the eldest prince is in danger is that he is not familiar with the environment of Yunnan and Tibet. I think that as long as the eldest prince is rescued, there is no need to send famous generals. It will take some time to conquer." Mu Jin, the Marquis of Beiwei, who rarely speaks, suddenly stood up, and his steady and powerful voice immediately shocked the noisy crowd.

Emperor Hongzheng glanced at Mu Jin and nodded slightly. This generation of Marquis of Beiwei was stationed in the northwest for many years when he was young. He fought many battles and kept his title by his own ability. His words are naturally very prestigious.

So, Emperor Hongzheng issued an order to reprimand the King of Southwest and asked him to send troops to rescue the eldest prince immediately. He refuted all the issues of reducing tribute and allocating grain, and refused to agree to a word! At the same time, he allocated troops from Shu to rescue from another route.

"Mother, I heard that my father is going to promote Aunt Qiu to be a concubine!" Mu Lingbao, who was under house arrest, rushed to the main room in a hurry.

"Yes!" Beiwei Houfu looked much more haggard. The emperor had issued an order that the fourth prince's wife would be chosen as the daughter of the Duke of Mao's mansion. The engagement was to be made in June, but July was unlucky, so the wedding was to be completed in August. Mrs. Du had now become the laughing stock of the entire capital, and she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to go out for nearly a month.

The fourth prince was engaged in June, and Beiwei Hou promoted Mrs. Qiu in June, which was to tell everyone clearly that Beiwei Houfu would stand on the side of the king in the future, and they would have to look up to that bastard from now on.

"How can that be possible?" Mu Lingbao threw the fruit plate on the table. "If you lift the concubine, Mu Hanzhang will be the concubine's son. If he dies, he can also inherit the title!"

"What nonsense!" Beiwei Houfu slapped Mu Lingbao on the back. "He is the prince designated by the imperial decree. No one can take away this title! He has already married King Cheng. How can he go back to his mother's house to inherit the title!"

"If King Cheng becomes the emperor and divorces him, he can inherit the title!" Mu Lingbao was slapped by his mother. He plopped down on the Luohan bed and raised his voice.

"Humph, if King Cheng wants to be the emperor, do you think he will live to the day of his enthronement?" Beiwei Houfu sneered. The prince who married a male wife could not inherit the throne. Even if King Cheng finally seized the throne by extraordinary means, it would be shameful to keep a male wife. Naturally, this should be erased from the history books.

Mu Lingbao was stunned for a moment, then he became happy: "Mother is really far-sighted!"

"If you have a little bit of potential, you don't need to use these methods!" Beiwei Houfu hit his forehead hard with his finger.

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