Chapter 94:

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In the cold winter, it was the coldest time. Old Zhao head shuddered, wrapped the worn cotton coat, shoved the snow at the door with a shovel.
The guards at the gate all knew the old Zhao head, and when he saw his head shrunk, he made fun of him.
Old Zhao Tou was not angry, he smiled and responded a few words, this is the suburb of Beijing, and it is the snowy day. These guards are guarding a Bezhuang gate where no one is going in and out. It must be meaningless. Make fun of him. Sentence is not a big deal.
Several guards made fun of it, and helped Lao Zhaotou shovel snow away. They were all not well mixed in Beijing, so they were sent here without looking at the door, there were no rules, no one cared.
"I heard that Brother Chen spent two hundred silver a few days ago and was transferred to the left and right guards?" Wei Bingjia envyed a little. "If I have so many silvers, I will follow."
"Don't think about it, people have money and there are ways," Weibing Yi shook his head. "We have money and have no place to spend."
Who doesn't want to be transferred? When is it such a wasteful king to defend such a wasteful king?
"You didn't see it. Was anyone over there?" Lao Zhao head suddenly pointed into the distance, as if a pair of horses came.
The two guards looked up, and when they saw the honour, they suddenly changed their faces. Guard B dropped the shovel in his hand and hurriedly said: "It's the imperial driver's arrival, old Zhao Tou, please go and notify the others in Bezhuang. . "
Where did Old Zhaotou have seen such a big battle, he hurriedly ran to Zhuangzi and notified the butler and others in Zhuangzi.
Jin Yuanqing frowned as he heard a sudden movement outside the courtyard.
"Father ..." His son Jin Liang ran into the house gasping, "Han came down."
Jin Yang lowered his eyelids and said after a long time: "Push me in."
"Yes." They have been imprisoned here for more than half a year. There was no easy life when they were in the Ruiwang Mansion. Many things need to be done by hand. Those passing by before and after are like dreams.
"Your Majesty, Bezhuang is here." He Ming looked at Bezhuang, who looked a bit desolate in front of his eyes, wrapped his thick robe around him. This wind was cold today.
Jin Yang was wearing a brocade inlaid with white fox fur and a silver rat fur outside. When he stepped off the carriage, he was not like an emperor, but more like a noble son of a family.
But only Jin Liang, who was standing at the door to greet him, knew how fierce the gentle-hearted emperor was.
"Caomin visits His Majesty." Minmin Emperor is about to kneel. Jinliang honestly gave a big gift. The cold snow water penetrated the cotton cloth to his knees, and he shivered coldly.
"You don't have to be too polite," Jin Yang stepped up the stone steps and saw Jin Yuanqing in a wheelchair after entering the door. He also kneeled behind some other people.
Jin Yang raised his head slightly.
Seeing this, He Ming said busyly, "Get up."
Jin Yuanqing looked up at the young man standing at the door. The other party, Sheng Xue in white, was wearing a half-worn cotton robe, and he looked like a mud in front of him.
"Uncle has been okay lately?" Jin Yang looked at Jin Yuanqing calmly, as if he saw only an ordinary stranger, not a prince who had rebelled.
"Your Majesty laughed and laughed. How could the criminals be known as the uncle?" Jin Yuanqing arched his hand. "Please forgive the crimes for the disabled legs and unable to treat each other with courtesy."
Jin Liang, who bowed and followed Jin Yang, was frightened with cold sweat when he heard his father's words, and repeatedly made eyes on Jin Yuanqing so that he would not anger the emperor.
"Even if the emperor became a convict, it was my uncle. This is an irrefutable fact." Jin Yang glanced at this Biezhuang, it was not very good, but with the house where he lived in his childhood, It's just half a catty.
"I came to visit my uncle's residence for the first time. If my uncle didn't mind, he walked with me." Jin Yang put his hands behind him and slowly walked to Jin Yuanqing. Snow flakes fell on his head one after another, causing him a little chill for no reason.
"If your majesty doesn't want to abandon the offender's legs, the offender is willing to accompany him." After Jin Yuanqing's leg was shot with a pair of arrows, there was no possibility of standing up. He intentionally mentioned this matter, but he wanted to mock him. Jin Marting was just acting fakely.
But this kind of ridicule was totally useless to Jin Yang. He nodded and said, "I naturally would not mind."
He Ming immediately arranged for people to clear the road, and then let the non-working people retreat, leaving only His Majesty and Jin Yuanqing.
Seeing this posture, Jin Yuanqing laughed sarcastically: "It's fake to visit Bezhuang when you come down, is it true that you have something to say?"
Jin Yang really turned this little Bezhuang around, and then said: "Uncle is better here than I was back then."
He didn't say exactly when it was, but Jin Yuanqing knew it clearly. He looked at Jin Yang, who was standing in the snow, and said after a moment of silence: "Your Majesty has something to say, don't turn around."
"I heard that Uncle and Princess Cheng have had a past?" Jin Yang reached out to catch a few snowflakes, and suddenly thought that he seemed to have done such a movement for a long time, and his face softened.
Jin Yuanqing was silent. He knew that Jin Yang said that Princess Cheng was Sima, and between him and Sima, did the words "a passage" describe the past?
At that time, he was very concerned about Sima, even wishing to die for her, but the Sima family married her to his second brother. Just because he has a disability, only because he is not favored by his father and emperor.
How can Sima, who is above him, marry the young lady of the heirs?
He madly questioned Sima, even begging her not to agree to the proposal of King Cheng, but all this was nothing but his delusion.
The day of Sima's marriage, it seems that he is also attending such a university, but the red eyes sting his eyes.
Mendi, power, glory, Sima can't let it go for the family, and he can't give her what she wants.
Thinking of this passage, Jin Yuanqing only felt resentful and embarrassed, as well as indescribable pain. He looked at Jin Yang, and he said in a while: "The deceased is already gone, why should your majesty mention it again."
"Princess Cheng once said that on the day I was born, Jinzhou had a lot of rain, and the thunder and thunder seemed as if the whole world would be turned over," he turned his back to Jin Yuanqing, "also because I was in the motherhood, Princess Cheng has been on the road, leading to instability of the fetal image, which has also caused me to have a bad health over the years. The entire Cheng Wang Mansion thought that I could not survive, but I survived. "
After Cheng Cheng was married, he went to Jinzhou to take office the next year. At that time, Princess Cheng was pregnant and running around the road caused unstable fetal images.
Jin Yuanqing originally wanted to ridicule Cheng Wang for being considerate, but his words were not spoken, but his face changed: "Don't you have insufficient energy because of premature delivery?"
At that time, Sima and Cheng Cheng were married at the end of November. After Jin Yang was born, many people knew that Cheng Wang's eldest son had a bad health because of his premature birth.
Although it was seven lives and eight lives, Jin Yang survived, but his health was not good.
"Of course ..." Jin Yang smiled. "Maybe so, how can I know."
Jin Yuanqing wanted to struggle to stand up, but his legs had been scrapped, so struggling for a long time was only in vain. He Ming held his shoulders, Pi Xiaoxiao flirted and said: "Senior Jin, please sit down, Don't fall. "
"You tell me, you tell me, at that time ..." Jin Yuanqing's face was swollen with excessive force, and the blue muscles on his face burst out. "Your mother was ..."
"Hasn't the uncle said it, the deceased is already carried away, what else can we mention in the past?" Jin Yang breathed out a long breath and looked at the dilapidated courtyard, "It seems that my uncle seems very well adapted to this, Rest assured, drive back to the palace. "
"No, no, you can't go." Jin Yuanqing wanted to reach out to catch Jin Yang. He Ming didn't hold him, he fell off the wheelchair. But he didn't care at all, actually leaned on his hands, lying on the snow, moving a little bit to the place where Jin Yang stood.
Jin Yang looked at the figure moving slowly on the ground, showing very complex emotions under his eyes. He closed his eyes and moved away when the other party was about to hold his robe. "I'm gone, uncle, please do it for yourself."
"You wait, you wait ..." Jin Yuanqing tried to get up, but fell back in vain and fell into the snow in vain. He raised his head and could only see the white figure walking further and further, and finally disappeared at the door.
He was still unwilling to climb to the door, but after a few steps, he stopped suddenly.
"You can't let people know, you can't let people know ..." He withdrew his hand and muttered the words, letting the snow fall.
"Father!" After Jin Liang sent Jin Yang away, he found Jin Yuanqing fell in the snow and quickly helped him up. Why ... why is it so humiliating? "
"Don't blame him," Snow flakes down and fell to the ground along her hair tips. Jin Yuanqing wiped her face, only to find that her hands were freezing red.
He suddenly remembered that a dozen years ago, some men had reported what kind of life the eldest son Cheng Cheng lived.
Eat cold buns, drink snow water, in order to eat a bowl of hot rice, bullied by the stepmother's son laughed.
What was his mood at that time?
It seemed that he was happy. He even arranged for people to come to Cheng Cheng to make plans, which made Jin Yang's life even more sad.
"Snapped"
A drop of water landed on the back of his flushed hand, and he wiped it with the other hand.
"Assassination plan ... cancelled."
"Father?" Jin Liang looked at Jin Yuanqing in disbelief. "This is our only chance, why should we cancel?"
Jin Yuanqing shook his head and looked up at the sky, only to see a piece of white.
After waiting for a long time without getting an answer from his father, Jin Liang was so reluctant that he swallowed it back.
The next day, Beijing Central reported that there was a fire in a place last night, and a caravan that entered Beijing was burnt to death.
Jin Liang was shocked because this disguised caravan was the killer they arranged.
"It turns out that he really knows," Jin Liang didn't believe what kind of fire this was. There was such a coincidence in the world. The fire just happened, and only the people they arranged for were burned.
Thinking of the various methods of Jin Marting, Jin Liang no longer dared to have any ideas, honestly shrunk in this little Zhuangzi, and lived a life of being restricted.
In this way, I didn't know that after several spring and autumn, the angel suddenly came to the palace to declare that it was the current prince. Forgive the world, and their family was finally released.
Not only that, today he also gave his father a third-class marquis, given the number pure.
After the incident came out, many people praised the kindness of your majesty and the kindness of the queen, but they made their family more unbearable.
Purely good words, but when used on them, it is particularly ironic. Who in the world does not know that the Ruiwang rebellion failed that year?
Their family moved into Hou Mansion, and no one came to celebrate. Instead, some people spit in front of them. There were even nursery rhymes outside to specifically curse their family.
So they seem to be released, but in fact live a more unbearable day than in the past.
One day he went out to buy snacks for his children. Suddenly, he met Jinhong, the loyal king of the world. On the street, the other party was wearing a golden suit and was riding on a high-headed horse.
Jin Hong seemed to see him too, so he made a special trip to dismount the horse and made excuses to break up the noble children.
It was speechless for a while. Although they were both sons of Wangfu, they had not lived together since childhood, and the loyal king did not deal with his father very much, so there was no so-called brotherhood between the two.
"Come out and buy something?" Or Jin Hong said first, he saw the candy-man puppets and other things in Jin Liang's hands, "Is my two nephews okay?"
"Very good," Jin Liang grinned reluctantly, glancing at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, "What about you?"
"Not bad," Jin Hong smiled, looking very comfortable, and then said, "Let's go, let's talk in the building."
Jin Liang turned around and found that behind him was a large restaurant with a plaque hanging on it and the words "Hangyu Building" written on it.
"No," Jin Liang shook his head tightly and shook his head. "The kid is still waiting for me to go home."
Jin Hong didn't force it: "Since that's the case, I won't keep you, we will meet again next time."
Jin Liang responded with a smile, but they knew each other well that this time they do n’t know when. The two of them had different positions in the past, and their endings are now diametrically opposed.
"Farewell!" Jin Liang bowed his hand to Jin Hong, and turned around and left without waiting for Jin Hong to return. After walking a distance, he couldn't help but turn back and saw that Jin Hong was still standing downstairs, but just beside him. The addition of a few unidentified sons is like the stars arching the moon.
There are many directions in the road of life. Different choices have different results.