Chapter 49: Painted skin

The nine emperor absent-mindedly used the dinner with Emperor Zhongkang, so he raised the issue of opening the government.
Although Emperor Zhongkang was very reluctant, he thought that his son would be eighteen years old in a few months. He immediately sent his handcuffs to the Emperor Qintian and asked them to find a Zodiac to build the government. No matter how fast, it would take half a year to complete the project.
The 9th Prince heard that he would have to wait another half a year. His somber complexion turned black again. He busily said, "Father Emperor and sons and daughters are so big. It is not appropriate to live in the East Palace. If you run into your concubine someday It ’s not good. Sonchen still find a place and move out first?

Emperor Zhongkang's love for his son is no less than that of Zhao Zhizhou, and said coldly, "Why did you run into the palace concubine? They deserve to be compared with you? I really don't worry that you live outside, or wait and see." The words fell into disregard for his son's pleads, believing that he was older.
The ninth prince talked dryly and could not move his father, so he had to turn around suddenly. As soon as his forefoot stepped into the East Palace, his helpless and distressed expression immediately turned into coldness, his dark eyes sometimes crossed sharply, making people dare not look at it.
The attendants of the East Palace have long been accustomed to the inconsistent and moody appearance of His Highness Nine, and they have bowed their heads and trembled. If His Royal Highness didn't tell them, they would never dare to come forward to wait for them. It was washing and changing clothes, all of which were made by His Royal Highness himself. He seemed to resent the touch of others, and he might not have an attack when he was in a good mood, so he had to be careful when he was in a bad mood, maybe he would not see the sun of tomorrow.
He slowly came to the desk, opened the dark grid as usual, and pulled out a yellowed picture, and slowly spread it out on the desk.
There is no need to order at this time, naturally there are servants holding several candlesticks near, so that His Highness Nine can see more clearly.
This portrait is quite old, the edges and corners have been worn, and the paper is slightly brittle, and accidentally it will tear or make irreversible creases. The ink on the paper had faded, and a slender figure could be seen standing under the blossoming peach tree.
The ninth prince looked in silence for a long time, and then ordered, "wait for it."
The attendant immediately brought the four treasures in the study room, neatly arranged one by one, and another palace maid wiped the ink.
The ninth prince lifted up the pen, and traced the blurry lines carefully. When he finally traced the portrait's face, he smiled softly at the corners of his lips. He is not an indecisive generation like Zong Shengdi. Not only did he miss his love, he even dared not write. Although I can vaguely experience the feeling of "love with grief, love with horror", and even the feelings of gain and loss, I dare not agree.
If he falls in love, let alone a small embargo commander, even the Emperor Laozi can't stop it. Zong Shengdi can't draw a picture, but he can do it in one stroke, because his heart is stronger.
In the complicated thoughts, the beautiful face of the juvenile was already on the paper. He thought about it and reconciled some inks. He added a pink camellia to his side, drew a ruby ​​rubbing amount, and finally painted the painting by the anonymous The blue turquoise shirt was changed into a magnificent peony hug.
"What an attractive young man!" The palace girl was attracted by the altered paintings, and could not help but sigh, but realized that she had disturbed His Highness, and immediately knelt down to plead guilty.
"No problem, you are telling the truth." The Prince Nine was in a good mood and smiled at the palace girl.
The cold and cold perennial East Palace, with its warm spring blossoms, clear wind and clear air, surprised everyone. Just then, a guard stepped in, kneeling down and saluting.
"Case clear about that case?" The nine emperor asked aloudly while sticking gold powder with thin sheep, sketching the pattern on the boy's shirt. At this point, the smile on his face had long disappeared, and he became as harsh and cold as ever.
"Master Qilu, his subordinates have made inquiries, and Zhao Xiaogong has suffered no ills ..." The guards made clear the game of the princes in the middle, and explained the process of framed by the guardian of Lin'an Prefecture. If Zhong Kangdi was here, he would be surprised. The inside information he knew was not as good as his son's subordinates.
The more ruthless the nine emperor's complexion, the more careful he was in writing, for fear that his sweetheart's clothes would be broken. This is the scene where they met for the first time and is memorable.
The last line is drawn, and the obituary's obituary is also coming to an end. The Prince Nine blew a little dry ink, and said quietly, "Where are those people committing crimes?"
"Master Qilu, is now on the way to Yunzhou."
"Where to Yunzhou? Divert to Xianggan." He said with a few words about the lives and deaths of these people.
Xianggan is the place where the Miao people live, with saline-alkali land, poisonous weeds, poisonous insects, and suffocating air, and the Hmong people there are nourishing their secret skills, and they are most exclusive and exiled there. As soon as he entered the city, his hind foot stepped into the coffin board. The responsible for escorting the offender did not dare to approach it. At the gate of the city, he passed the official document, and then pushed the offender. It was done and he ran faster than one.
The guard had already thought of the stubble, could not help but look at him, and then led away.
The ninth prince completed the painting, and put his hands on the table for half a night, until the oil in the candlestick was burned out, and the light began to shake suddenly and dimly. Then he carefully retracted it into the dark grid, then washed and slept.
That night, the dream that had troubled him since he was a child finally changed, from chasing a blurry back and forth, to becoming entangled with someone-until the early morning Fang woke from a thrilling thrill. He opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and sat up. After a while, his cheeks had a red aftertaste, and then he reached for his slippery warm crotch.
The man in the dream was actually a tadpole ... it was a tadpole! His tearful eyes, kissed red lips, and jade-colored body are still vivid. And the supreme joy of that top-down-down-phoenix, and the supreme joy of pin-soul erosion, seem to have happened!
The nine emperors repeatedly recalled that the tide was surging and the body that had just been ventilated began to have a slight fever. He finally figured out what way he wanted to get better. It is not that he is tied to his side, nor is it under his eyes, but that it is invasion, communion, you and me.
Only if there is a sorrow, those nightmares that make him sleepless day and night will disappear, the regrets and pains that can only be hoped for will disappear, and the unrecoverable hearts will rekindle if they die. Only by possessing a tadpole, he will not be frantic, upset, or miserable, and will not be utterly disillusioned, hopeless, or even ruined.
Until then, he was reluctant to admit that he was indeed the reincarnation of Zong Shengdi. The desperate and fearful dreams of the past showed that they really loved the same person and were waiting for him. The difference is that Zong Shengdi did not stare at death, but he finally waited.
The mood was suddenly irritated, and suddenly hesitant, the nine emperor went straight for a long time to get dressed.
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Meanwhile, Zhao Fu.
Zhao Yusong's cheeks were swollen halfway by the nine princes. In order to keep his face, he didn't dare to see his father and grandfather immediately. After a little swelling the next day, he covered with fat powder before going to the house to find his father.
His father is a bachelor of Hanlin Academy. From the second grade, his official title is not high, but he is likely to enter the court in the future. It can be said that he is one of the most noble figures in Xia Qichao. After hearing his son's narrative, Zhao Daoshi, who was embarrassed by Qingliu, was unhappy. If there is a pet in the family, there is no doubt that his promotion path will be tortuous, or even completely blocked.
Unlike Zhao Zhizhou, he only recognizes immediate interests and does not value reputation. What's more, some people have won the favor, and the benefits never fall on the head of the second house, but they are greatly detrimental to the support.
"Don't tell your grandfather. He is old, and his brain is a bit overwhelming. He can at best send away some crickets, and where can he solve the problem from the roots." Zhao University scholar whispered, "I still remember His Highness Nine Is that sleeve dog? You were terrified that year. "
Zhao Yusong turned white and said, "Remember." How can I not remember? That year he was eight years old, and the ninth prince was seven years old. A foreigner tribute to a snow-covered sleeve dog, and was given to the child by Emperor Zhongkang to play. The ninth prince likes this sleeved dog very much, named Xuetuaner. He refuses to let go in his arms all day long, eats and sleeps, and stays inseparable. Which material the other princes were hot, and when he wasn't paying attention, he used fresh meat to lead the snowballs to his side. It was too late to play with them. After touching only two hands, he was almost chopped off by the nine princes.
Eventually, the snow group was thrown away, and the other princesses did not dare to adopt, but left it to themselves.
In that year, the ninth prince cut a half of the arm of the sixth prince with one sword, and the blood was sprayed on Zhao Yusong's face. He was only eight years old, where he had seen such battles, and when he got home, he had a high fever, and even had a half-month nightmare to get better. In short, the nine emperor's personality is extremely overbearing, and what he sees will never let outsiders touch him. If he gets dirty, he likes it again and will give up without hesitation.
Reluctantly recalling the past, Zhao Yusong's eyes were slightly bright, "Father, do you mean to stain you?"
The head of Zhao University said, "The nine emperor suffers from cleansing disease and likes clean things, and you let him know that he sees that the surface is clean, but he actually hides dirt and sees how he handles it."
Zhao Yusong should be in a hurry, turning hurriedly, inviting servants to ask Youzhan for the recent period of time, so that he could take a handle. But I didn't expect that there was nothing like the arrogant extravagance-yi in the rumor, but it was very well-behaved. If not necessary, I would never go out, either read a book in the house, chat with the Wangs, or turn around in the yard. A dragonfly, a butterfly, I know, put it in a glass jar-play, you can play for several hours, and then release it again.
"Catch the dragonfly, butterfly, and let it go? Are you sure which girl you describe?" Zhao Yusong asked incredulously.
"It's true. Little dare not dare to deceive the young master!" He was also very skeptical of Master Gong's gender. If he changed his dress and then went to see him, there would be no disobedience. Even the noble ladies of this generation can't compare with his virginity.
Zhao Yusong pressed-rubbing his temples, quite a headache. The ninth prince likes clean people or things the most. The previous murder case has proven that the cricket was framed. In the eyes of the prince, he is not only clean but weak, and he is even more pity. Let him see that there are Alas, you still have no pain in your bones?
Zhao Yusong was no longer jealous, and had to admit that he was very cheap, with a tender face, large eyes, white skin, and lip powder, and his eyes were extremely clear and clear. Coupled with that quiet, lazy, cat-like temperament, don't you turn the nine princes into a daze?
Zhao Yusong was distressed, and saw San Yu's cousin Zhao Yulin humming through the courtyard, wearing a very eye-catching peony flower. He suddenly woke up and sighed secretly: Why did he want to break up? The cleaner white paper is more likely to be stained with colorful paper. By then, there will be no ink on the paper and it will be thrown away naturally.
With this in mind, he immediately called in Zhao Yulin, who was going to have fun, to discuss.
On the other end, he was absent-minded after finishing his breakfast, and he asked the Wang for a silver ticket. The Wang family didn't ask him what he was going to do, but he gave him a thick sigh and told him to go home early. In order to evaluate and transfer, Zhao Zhizhou was working on the relationship, and went out at dawn.
You Xi promised to go home before sunset, put the silver ticket into her pocket, and walked to the calligraphy and painting workshop. Along the way, he used spirit to communicate with the imp, and asked him to help find out where the paintings of the unknown lord were collected.
The little ghost shyly, "Master, small characters don't know one. Where can I distinguish the paintings of unknown priests? However, there is a ghost in Beijing who is Confucian, most obsessed with calligraphy and painting, and he may be able to ask something if he finds it."
"Then get him." Youyi waved his sleeves.
The little ghost soon came over with a look of Swen Junxiu. This ghost is also a strange creature. He had long forgotten his taboo name during life, and gave himself an elegant title of "the fairy in the painting", and repeatedly asked that he must call himself like this. There was no psychological burden on you, and he yelled in a long mouthful, exulting his coquettishness, and in the end he didn't even want the yin and yang vitality charms. He searched for it for free-a real picture of an unknown layman.
It took you three thousand and two to buy the painting, put it in a finely crafted bamboo tube, put it on your chest, and slowly walked towards the snack street. As soon as he reached the middle of the road, he was stopped by Zhao Yulin who suddenly appeared and laughed, "Cousin, where are you going?"
"Eat." Youyi is a real child and rarely deceives.
"Well, can there be something delicious on the street stall, walk around, cousin takes you to a private restaurant, where the food is really delicious, that is, never enter, just smell and watch, there will be full The feeling of belly and after meals will make you feel good for months. "
Zhao Yulin frowned, his expression was ambiguous, and there was no lack of metaphor in his words. Pianyou is a straight-gut, understood only literally, and was said to be throbbing.
"Cousin took me?" He licked his lips subconsciously.
"Naturally, leave now!" Zhao Yulin dragged him away.
Zhao Yusong got the news that Zhao Yulin sent someone, so he invited Xue Wangjing to go to the palace to find the 9th prince. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at Xuanwumen, he saw the 9th prince coming from a horse, speeding fast. The two immediately evaded and bent over to salute.
The ninth prince tightened the reins and stopped in front of them, pointed at Zhao Yusong with a whip, and said, "Yesterday I forgot to tell you that in the future you are no longer reading by the king. This palace door is not a place where you can enter and exit at will And return the waist card. "
This sentence is not condemnation, nor ridicule, but plain notification. However, the more indifferent His Royal Highness was, the more indignant Zhao Yusong was, and he could not help asking, "Dare to ask His Highness, what is wrong with Weichen?"
"Take this king as a gun, and you still ask why this king is wrong? Zhao Yusong, for ten years as a companion, you seem to have forgotten the duty of being a courtier." The nine prince threw a whip and sneered. , "Even the king dare to calculate and use, you are the first in Xia Qi Dynasty."
Zhao Yusong was pale, his head was dizzy, and only by holding the cricket beside him could he stand barely. Xue Wangjing, who came with him, quickly distanced himself to avoid him like a snake. Yesterday he also saw that Zhao Yusong and Zhao Xiaodang were very unwilling to deal with it, otherwise false news would not be released, and Zhao Xiaodang would be dressed up, and he and his Highness would be called out to watch the fun.
If His Royal Highness dislikes Zhao Xiaozhang, he will humiliate the other side, making it difficult for Zhao's big house to gain a foothold in Beijing. This little thought and small calculations, His Royal Highness would not care about it, but Zhao Yusong was unlucky, but made His Highness fall in love with Zhao Xiaogong at first sight. The nature of this matter has changed.
Before vilifying the words of Zhao Xiaogong, now about Mo has become a stab in the heart of His Royal Highness. When he saw Zhao Yusong, he wanted to pull out. If he still dangles under his eyelids as he always did, where does His Highness stand?
With this in mind, Xue Wangjing just wanted to say to Zhao Yusong, "You cannot live by yourself." Zhao Xiaogong followed his father to come to Beijing to report on his job, and he left naturally after two or three months. Why should you bother to deal with him? If you do n’t deal with him, the little son Zhao will not have the opportunity to meet with His Royal Highness. Without him, you will not be reviled today.
His Highness Nine was a person who could not tolerate sand in his eyes. He would never change his mind once he hated someone, and Emperor Zhongkang was even more ruthless. He promised to hit the person who calculated his son directly. Seeing that there will be a conference test and a hall test in a few months, and as the leader of this session, Zhao Yusong's career path may be suspended.
What Xue Wangjing could think of, how could Zhao Yusong not think of it? Quickly chased after the nine emperor for mercy, no matter how people who came in and out of the palace looked at him. Seeing Prince Jiu's desire to leave, he was forced to shout, "Your Highness, did you go and find a concubine? He went out with Zhao Yulin early in the morning."
The ninth prince immediately turned the horse's head and asked, "Where are they?"
"They always like to play, and they should be in Yanliu Lane at this time." Although Zhao Yusong had tasted the bitter fruit of slander, there was a hard time riding a tiger. He has been abandoned by the nine princes, and he can no longer be favored by you, otherwise the life in the second house will only be more difficult.
"Yanliu Lane?" The nine emperor's tone aggravated, as if unbelievable.
Emperor Zhongkang had great ambitions to unify Kyushu and restore his ancestors' glory. Therefore, his ruling wrist was extremely tough, not only severely punishing corrupt officials, but also struggling to clean up the Qing court. He issued a series of statutes, one of which was to prohibit officials from prostitutes and dismissals.
However, the appetite is also difficult to restrain. The imperial court banned the Qinlou Chu Museum one by one, and it could not block the desire of some people. Opening is not allowed on the Ming Dynasty, and the old woman rents a quiet alley in the alley, carefully nurtures several beautiful "daughters", and when they grow up, they recruit "husbands".
"Father-in-law" does not need to visit the house every day, only to occasionally glance at the daughters, and give them a few money. After a long time, the inner and inner Taos are well known, and those who want to re-enter the old business will live together in one place, waiting for the "husband" to come to the door automatically.
Look at the dark complexion of the 9th prince, there is no other place, just the Yanliu Lane where the cricket is going.
Xue Wangjing was trembling with the blood red eyes of his master, and drew a beheading motion towards Zhao Yusong. Knowing that the master was in love at first sight, Zhao Yusong saw him playing with Zhao Yulin's sultry dog ​​and horse's uncle, and did not block it, was it intentional? What good is this to him, to the Zhao family? Really forget the duty of being a courtier!
His heart was defamatory, but Xue Wangjing didn't dare to delay, seeing that the nine emperor had galloped away, and quickly lent a horse to the guard to keep up. After a short while, Zhao Yusong finally got the upper hand with a gloat mentality and hired a bearer to run towards Yanliu Lane.
It is said that ignorance is a blessing. Now you have no idea that you have entered the pansi hole and are lying on the edge of the pool watching the turtle. Where can we see harmless flowers and trees and small animals in the last days? Therefore, he likes spending a lot of time appreciating everything around him. Although this is a world where demons and monsters are all the rage, the sky is blue, the flowers are fragrant, the sun is warm, the water is green, the small animals are fresh and lovely, and they have their own beauty.
He drew a piece of pastry from his arms, took a bite by himself, and threw a little into the pond. When he saw the little turtle poke out his head to poke, he pouted, revealing two deep dimples.
Zhao Yulin and his uncle stood not far away, and they were surprised.
"Second son, where did you find such a baby? My daughters are all flamboyant, and they are slender. He came in and didn't look at it, just to tease the turtle in the pond. Why did he come?"
"Eat here." Zhao Yulin was a little embarrassed, and urged, "I lied to him that you opened a restaurant, and the cooked food was a must for Beijing. You should let the kitchen set the meal, otherwise he will not find anything after watching the turtle, But it's time to leave. Let me tell you, they have more homes in our big room than our four-bed room combined. You can serve him well and keep a lot of silver bills. "
Zhao Yulin has been in Beijing for so many years. He hasn't seen any of the three teachings and nine streams, and the cow, ghost, and snake gods. He has a lot of eyesight. Mo said that he had already inquired clearly about the stubborn nature, just looking at his black and white, clear eyes, and knowing what kind of person he was.
Not to mention flowery intestines and deep thoughts, it is a lie, and it is impossible to think of it. It is also strange that the uncle and the uncle loved him so much that he raised him into a small child. Considering this, Zhao Yulin was guilty and guilty, but had to bring people to ruin for the five thousand and two grains of silver promised by Zhao Yusong.
When the old first met the client who was not a prostitute here, he just ate a meal, which made him laugh, "Well, the slaves went to the dining room to urge them. When they were served, they called the most beautiful girls. Let ’s see if he ’s real and honest or serious! After all, the slave family has newly received a daughter, that looks, that figure, really, really ...

Because I did n’t know a few characters, the old man was indescribable in the end, so I had to wave my hand,
Well, anyway, when you come, you will know, and you have gone to Beijing several times, and there is no more handsome girl than her. Mother is also good enough. At that time you let Zhao Xiaogong look at each other and keep him, and he immediately forgot about the little turtle. "
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