Chapter 61: An Fei

It's cold and cold at night.
In the lonely small yard, Huo Changyang was struggling with pens. He described the copybooks of ancient people in one go. He finally finished copying a copybook, just like martial arts. Everyone beat a deep set of boxing skills. It's all different.
Huo Donglai looked around and laughed: "Father's words are different from before."
"Different states of mind, naturally the writing power is different." Huo Changyang put the writing brush on hold and shook his head. "This wonderful show of Pei Ye today is really unexpected. He just has to stop us."
"He has no choice but King Chun." Huo Dong said.
Huo Changyang groaned for a moment, then shook his head and sighed: "Actually, now thinking about, King Chun is also a good choice. Besides, we still have the handle in our hands. If he is willing to marry Ganoderma lucidum or Xian Yao, it may be more appropriate than King Yan. "
Huo Donglai laughed: "My father said these words too late."
Huo Changyang followed with a laugh, setting aside this boring idea.
One of the important reasons for not choosing King Chun is that there are too many variables in this boy. If he is really stupid, it will not be a problem. However, since leaving the palace, although this young prince does not show mountains and water on weekdays, if he observes carefully, he can see that everything is surprising. Don't talk about those new and strange things, as well as everyday unexpected words. The point is that there are so many bright spots. In the palace for more than ten years, no one has ever discovered it.
When the family came to the Huo family, what they asked for was a stable word. A king who can act within the rules, and who can control, is what they need.
Pei Ye's support for King Chun was also expected by them, but now it is another thing that gives them a headache.
"Your sister, haven't you let loose?"
Huo Dong came to helplessness, "The news in the palace has so far been silent."
Huo Changyang's eyebrows rose with fury, "She has become more and more heartfelt these years."
Huo Donglai was considerate, explaining for her sister: "The queen mother has always been anxious to act." He paused and smiled. "Since Pei Yue chose King Chun, we might as well just watch it change."
In the conversation, the next plan has been finalized.

In the twinkling of an eye, the end of spring had passed, and it was summer, and as the weather became hotter, the emperor's condition became more and more serious.
In June, North Korea finally came to an end. On the sixth day of June, the queen queen descended, and the kings Chun and Yan entered the palace to help the disease.
Almost the whole world knows that the emperor's body is dead. Next, he will choose one of two emperors.
Standing in the dormitory of Qianyuan Palace, looked at the man lying in bed so closely. Qin Nuo felt hesitated for a while.
Qin Cong's cheeks on the bed were dry and waxy yellow, and the whole person was floating with a decaying atmosphere, just like Jing Yaodi who had been lying in this position. In particular, the two originally looked exactly like each other. At that moment, Qin Nuo even suspected that he had traveled back to a year ago and was here to help the disease.
The body of Qin Ze beside him was trembling slightly, only to feel the same shock. Especially the people around him didn't change.
Things are different, but they are inexplicable.
Qin Nuo sighed and stepped forward to serve. Qin Ze also followed.
As for the illness, the two are familiar with each other.
Qin Cong's condition seemed worse than that of Jing Yaodi. When he saw the two men coming over, he only glanced at them and didn't even say a word. After taking the medicine, he fell asleep quickly.
After a short service, the two retreated.
The eunuchs and court ladies standing in the temple are more respectful to them. Everyone knows that one of them must be their future master.
They did not go to the apse to rest, and the two walked out of the dorm.
The moon is as cold as water, and it is scattered and clear.
The two walked side by side on the corridor, and the palace people following them all evaded.
After leaving for a while, Qin Ze smiled suddenly: "Jiuge, I always thought you had no desire."
"People live in the world, who can do nothing without desire, I am not a bodhisattva." Qin Nuo disapproved.
"Ha, Jiujiu, do you really want to fight with me?" Qin Ze stopped, turned around and looked at him.
"It's okay not to fight." Qin Nuo stopped and looked directly at the brother who had been with him for the longest time.
The two stood in the middle of the long corridor. There was a dark night outside the corridor, and the lights in the corridor flickered, their faces were deep and dim.
Qin Ze looked at him deeply, and it took a while before he laughed dumbfounded. He shook his head, "I see."
This is the first time the two have talked openly about this topic. Because of Qin Nuo's simplicity and rudeness, it soon ended.
The two went to the side hall arranged to rest.
The days followed. Shiji's life is extremely boring. Moreover, it was not the time of Emperor Jing Yao, there were many brothers, and it was only a few days' turn. Both Qin Nuo and Qin Ze went to the Qianyuan Hall to report daily.
The emperor was seriously ill, and the entire atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressed. This depression was even different from that of Emperor Jing Yao.
The aged emperor was seriously ill. As long as the prince was in a stable position, the entire court was still running smoothly. The so-called depression is only programmatic sadness. Today, the thick fog is covering the road. Almost everyone can't figure out the future of the Zhou Dynasty. In the depression, it is more the tension that comes from the rain.
Staying in the Qianyuan Hall with strong medicine smell, dull and irritable, Qin Nuo felt that he was going to be ill.
On this day, he took Yuzhan from the Taiyi Medicine. Qin Nuo suddenly felt that his hand was tight, and something was stuffed into his palm with Yuzhan.
He glanced up, and the maiden who had boiled the medicine was ordinary in appearance and bland. If it wasn't for one more thing in the palm, Qin Nuo really suspected that he had read it wrong.
Carry the medicine bowl into the room, flick your fingers, and leave the palm of your hand in your sleeve.
After no one worked, Qin Nuo hid in the corner and took it out. It was a small note with only one sentence written in it.
"Things change, see you at Feifeng Pavilion!"
The notes are familiar. It is the Xiangfei body that Huo Youchan is good at. The handwriting is not ordinary ink, but a silver-gray charcoal. This is an ancient pencil that I gave to Huo Yousil last time.
Qin Nuo shoved the note into his arms, a dignity appeared between the eyebrows.

Feifeng Pavilion is not far from the Taiwei Hall where Qin Nuo lived when he was the prince. It was built by Jing Yaonian and is a loft for viewing and feasting. The five-story building has a wide view from the moonlight.
Emperor Jing Yao was in poor health in his later years and was not good at blowing hair. After the new emperor came to power, he had a lack of interest in banquets and celebrations, so no one has been here for a long time.
The night was heavy, and the guarded palace men fell asleep. A long, erect shadow, wearing a thick cloak, approached the attic from behind.
When he came to the building, he pushed with both hands, and the back door was indeed hidden.
The figure flashed and entered the attic.
There was no sound in the attic, only the slender sound of footsteps on the stairs.
Ascending to the highest room, a figure was already standing there.
Seeing the long-awaited person, the figure was quite excited, and walked up quickly.
In the gloomy room, two figures were faintly trembling and approaching.
After a while, in the silent bushes outside the attic, a shadow rose suddenly, and then hurried to the distance.
Standing at the top of Feifeng Pavilion, looking at the continuous palace, the moon was empty, and the entire palace seemed to be in a quiet sleep. All the tranquil landscape reflections are in the rippling Xiyue Lake, which has a unique charm.
"The moonlight in Feifeng Pavilion is really beautiful. No wonder Xiandi likes to enjoy the moon and banquet here." Huo Youchan said with a smile.
She was wearing a Tianshui Bi long dress. After entering the palace, the girl's hair bun was replaced with a popular style in the palace. Two pearl buns were inserted obliquely. The round pearls reflected the white and smooth skin. Added a dignified.
She was sitting on the side of the railing with a smile between her eyebrows. Not only because of the beautiful scenery, but also because of the person standing behind.
The atmosphere was harmonious, and suddenly there was an untimely noise.
A sharp voice sounded, "Go up and see immediately."
The two people meeting at the top of the attic shuddered, and the man in the cape stepped back quickly, his figure disappearing into the heavy darkness.
Huo Youchan raised her hand to sort out her bun, and quickly walked out of the attic.
Standing against the fence, you saw a group of maids coming in below. Leading by a cricket, an autumn-scented blessing skirt, the hair buns are not tangled, and the whole person shows a harsh atmosphere.
She was staring up at the top of the attic, squinting at Huo Youchan, and immediately sighed in surprise, "Mother An Fei, how are you here this evening?"
Huo Youchan did not answer her question, and Yang cried, "What is Hu Yan doing? Late in the middle of the night, it is already time to key down, how can you yell and startle the inner palace."
Hu Xunpi smiled and said without a smile: "My mother An Fei forgive me, I accidentally lost a beloved sister-in-law while playing here today, so the intention was to let me wait to find it. Alas, these little hoof hands and feet It's not clean. That's the trouble. "
"It's your mother, you know it's time for the palace door to be keyed, why are you still hanging around here?" The same question was raised again, pressing harder.
Huo Youchan looked calmly: "He was worried about the emperor's illness and couldn't rest, so he came here to pray and pray."
"Mother-in-law is really infatuated." Hu Yan sighed, as she climbed up the stairs, stood beside Huo Youchan, and looked up and down: "It's just that the mother-in-law is traveling late at night, why don't you even take the servant?
"How can you show your sincerity without coming alone?" Huo Youchan explained casually.
Hu Yan grinned twice, looking at Huo Youchan's whole body with unreasonable eyes, this enchanting dress, this frivolous move ...
Blessings and prayers, who do you lie to? It looks like a ghost!
The dozen court ladies who followed her had begun to look around. There were even two who could martial arts and jumped on the beam to check.
Huo Youchan sneered: "What is this? Is it true that the queen ring that the queen queen dropped is not good with wings?"
Hu Yan stared at Huo Youchan with a smile: "The young lady is young and she doesn't know the weight. The ring thing is likely to be hidden by unknown thieves in an unknown place."
"It turned out that Hu Rong was not looking for a ring, but to catch a thief. The palace is curious. This throne is deep inside the palace. Where is the thief?"
"Shengong Neiyuan originally had no thieves, but there were some things that attracted bees and butterflies, and they wanted to attract thieves." Hu Yan sneered.
This was too straightforward, Huo Youchan gave her a cold glance. She was once the most beloved niece of the queen mother, and the servants in these palaces were respectful. After she fell out of favor with her queen mother and was abandoned by the family, she quickly tasted the warmth and coldness. But such vicious words still made her angry.
Hu Yan looked cold with her eyes, took a step back, and then calm down, what she was worried about, this little hoof does not abide by the woman's road, this is the crime of serving Leng Gong, what is there to fear!
Then a noise came from the east: "Somebody, sneaky!"
Find someone! Hu Yan was overjoyed, and had no worries about Huo Youchan, only sneered, "The maiden will come with him." While he was talking, Huo Youchan held her arm.
Huo Youchan shook off vigorously, "Presumptuous! The imperial second concubine, who can be arrogant at will?"
Hu Yan was scolded by her scolding, and hesitated for a moment. After all, it was not good to blatantly insult the master, but she could only yin and yang strangely: "It is rude to the slave, please come and see with the slave"