Weiyou Jiayu

Chapter 12

It was always the spectators who stayed under the stage with such indifference and indifference. Unexpectedly, when the little prince talked about his family affairs, he seemed as indifferent as a horse on a horse.

Although my master said that he was invincible in the world, he was finally caught by the word "love", and his wife called "Shen Lang" tenderly, and the master would be the second in the world and surrendered.

Seeing that the young prince sees through the world like this at such a young age, I respect him very much for being a hero.

The little prince spoke succinctly, so the young master had to use his imagination to make some supplements for him.

Speaking of it, it is a common grievance among nobles and noble families.

Si You is not the direct son of King Gong Hai, his mother is a girl from a humble background named "Yu'er". Although Si You's status is humble, but just looking at Si You's current appearance, one can imagine his mother's back then. The beauty of the moment.

The story of 20 years ago, viewed from a long time ago, is as light as fine brushwork.

Once, a young girl, Yuer, was washing a large basin of clothes under the sun alone. King Gong Hai was passing by the door with a jade bowl. It's not too late for you to wash in two hours."

Yu'er raised her head gracefully, and smiled slightly: "Thank you, my lord."

The prince has fought in the battlefield for many years, and he never imagined that there would be a time when he couldn't even hold a jade bowl, and when it fell to the ground with a clatter, the fragments splashed everywhere, and the fall was crisp and bright.

The clothes worn by the little girl were dirty and tattered, and her face was not clean. She was supposed to be a rough maid, but her eyes were black and bright, which proved what it means to be rough and messy, not to hide her complexion.

King Gong Hai stood still and was stunned for a moment. He was used to seeing beauties with bright eyes and good singing and dancing skills, but he didn't expect such a dazzling pearl to be buried in the clothes bureau.

There used to be a princess in the palace, a marriage bestowed by the late emperor, and she was the daughter of the Shangshu family of the household department. She was in the right family with the prince, and soon after she married, she had a son named Tianci, who was five years old. The grandmother in the palace loved her like a palm beads.

It was a consummated family until that day, King Gonghai ignored everyone's opposition and insisted on marrying Yu'er.

I think this girl in raccoon clothes is a natural demon girl, and the prince was so fascinated. With such a lowly background, it is considered reluctant to give her a place in the concubine's room. The prince actually wholeheartedly supported her as a side concubine. to go.

Fortunately, this side concubine kept her former identity in mind, and she was not a person who would be frivolous once she flew up to a branch. The princess wanted to gain a reputation as a virtuous person, so she endured the aggrieved for the time being.

One day the concubine passed by the study room and heard the two people laughing inside. She quietly peeked out the window, but it was King Gong Hai who was holding Yu'er's hand and teaching her how to write. It made the prince laugh." Seeing the prince kissing her earlobe again, he laughed softly and said, "What's the matter? Our days are long, I will teach you slowly in the future."

The two whispered to each other, and their friendship lasted for a long time.

The princess remembered that he always called himself "the king" in front of her, cold and distant, why did he say "I"?

Finally endured this breath, went back to the room, hated Yu'er like a nail pierced bloody in the eyes, but Yu'er treats others with gentleness and patience, where can he find a flaw?

After two years, Yu'er has not come out.It was a boy, Yu'er named him "Siyou".

The prince loved the child as if possessed by a demon, and wanted to make him his son, but the old concubine and the princess objected unanimously.

Although Siyou was loved by the prince since he was a child, he was not favored by his grandmother, and was regarded as sand in the eyes of the princess. It was quite difficult growing up, and he was naturally desolate to others. Fortunately, he had a gentle and kind mother, so that he would not develop an overly strange temper.

Unexpectedly, when he was eighteen, his mother got sick and passed away.

After King Gonghai was distraught, he had to think about the child. Seeing the concubine and the eldest son staring at him, if the youngest son stayed in the palace for a long time, it would be difficult for him to guarantee his safety, so he had to write to the emperor, requesting that the youngest son be stationed in the capital. , To show the loyalty of the old minister, the emperor was naturally very happy, and the imperial pen personally approved and agreed to the matter.

Siyou bid farewell to his father and set off. Because he had a marriage contract with his cousin Feng He since he was a child, he brought her to the capital together. There were many people chasing and killing him along the way. Although the old prince dispatched nearly a hundred people for him The highly skilled guards, by the time they met this young master, had already died and only a dozen of them remained.

After Siyou finished speaking, he was really grateful.

The young master blew on the green leaves floating in the teacup, and said with a casual smile: "Little prince, you and I hit it off right away, we are like brothers, why bother to be polite to me again and again? Now it's important to find the assassin who wants your life first." .”

Siyou's eyes flashed, and his voice suddenly sank several times: "No need to look for it, I already expected who it is."

Jing Zhi had been listening quietly, but at this moment he suddenly smiled and asked, "Who is it?"

Si laughed for a moment, then sighed: "Of course it's my half-brother Luo Tianci. When he was a child, he had a young master's temper and was unbearably stubborn. When he grew up, he became gloomy and vicious. He has long regarded I am a thorn in the side, my father sent me to Beijing, he will definitely not let go of the opportunity to kill me."

I started to hear him say that he was naughty when he was young, and I was happy at first, thinking that his elder brother was the same as this young master, but when I heard that he had the heart to take Si You's life, I suddenly felt contemptuous, shook my head and spat: "Brother Luo, don't be afraid, you just stay at my young master's mansion, and see if your unpromising brother dares to send someone to harm you again, his grandma, how dare he turn against the heavens!"

Thinking of Si You being assassinated in front of my eyes, I was even more angry.

This young master followed his master in vain. If he went to mess around, he would be ranked at the top anyway, but his carelessness did not prevent him from being stabbed.

If this matter gets out and I, Xu Yu, lose face, then I don't care at all. Even if my father loses face as the Duke of Zhen, there is still a limit, but if Master knows, there is no need to take heavy responsibility, just look at it coldly One look at me can make this young master unable to lift his head for several months.

Thinking of this, it really makes people gnash their teeth.

Jing Zhi took out a bamboo bone fan from his sleeve, shook it intermittently, and said slowly: "Mr. Xu was filled with righteous indignation, and suddenly the room was full of murderous intent."

When Jing Zhi spoke, he was always gentle and elegant, and it was rare for him to have a sarcastic meaning, which happened to be used on me.

The young master blushed when he heard this, and said in a coy way: "One must pay attention to morality in the Jianghu."

Jing Zhi smiled slightly, put away his folding fan and stood up, bowed flutteringly to Si You, said Mr. Luo to take care, and left.

I called the housekeeper, ordered to be on guard, to protect the little prince Luo, and went out triumphantly amidst Si You's face full of gratitude.

The old man came out from the porch, and a pair of cold eyes covered my face: "Yu'er, you have been back these few days, you are very proud!"

The old man's tone was very unfriendly, and I was instantly bluffed, and I walked to Java in a complacent manner: "Father, the child has been very well-behaved these two days."

The old man snorted, and said after a long while: "The emperor heard that you are back, and invited you to the palace for a banquet. Hurry up and change your clothes, and enter the palace with me."

I haven't entered the palace for many years, so I can hardly remember the winding path of the palace. Fortunately, my father was by my side, and while leading the way, he reminded me: "The emperor's youngest daughter, Princess Pingyue, is beautiful and intelligent. , I took you this time, do you understand the meaning of this?"

I shuddered when I heard it, my father thought so.