Pick all the cold branches

The night is cool and slippery, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of thin Dutch.

The hands were slightly cold around the waist, and when they started to scratch around like a naughty child, Jiafei finally couldn't help but strangled them.He didn't say a word, he just held onto that hand tightly, in the dark, not knowing what to think.

The person behind him was strangled by him, instead of being surprised or in a hurry, he propped himself up and covered his shoulders, his long hair was soft and let down, and he caressed it coolly. "Second brother, did you sleep well like this? You still carry the sword in your dream?" As he spoke, he put his free hand under his right flank.

"Shiro! Don't make trouble!" Jiafei couldn't bear it anymore, turned over and threw the kid who had sneaked into the dream on the bunk, suppressed those small movements with ulterior motives, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

But Jia Yu snickered, stretched her hands and feet obediently, and lay on her back in the arms enjoying herself, her pair of phoenix eyes flickering in the dark night. "I'll come to sleep after the interrogation." He moved his legs again as he spoke, and put them closer to Jiafei's arms, and asked back of course, "I'm not going to your place, so I'm really sharing the same couch with that girl?"

Jia Fei was so angry that his eyes turned black, he gritted his teeth and said, "You can kick her out."

Jia Yu yawned lazily, "Wouldn't it be revealing." He lightly rubbed his head on the pillow, his black hair became slightly disheveled, and the corners of his eyes and brows were tinged with charm, "I'm used to it, don't hug me." I can’t sleep well with my second brother.” He raised his eyes and stared at Jia Fei with an aggrieved face, turned his eyes, took two deep breaths and sniffed, but raised the corners of his lips, “Second brother, you are actually waiting for me to come over Forget it, there are obviously two sets of pillows and bedding on this bed, and the incense I like is lit."

Jiafei couldn't help being a little startled when he said a word.In fact, it was Jiayu who always loved to cling to him, but he was sensitive and weak, and couldn't stand the stimulation of many spices, so he ordered his people to change all his things according to Jiayu's preferences, and replaced everything. Jia Yu prepared a set, and over time, he got used to it, and the servants also got used to it, silently taking it as usual.He suddenly lost his temper again, sighed secretly, and let go of his hand.

After being freed, Jia Yu immediately turned over happily, pushed Jia Fei's dagger on the side of the pillow with the intention of turning against the guest, and said disgustedly: "Put your murder weapon farther away, it's cold, I don't feel well."

Jia Fei smiled wryly, put away the short sword, moved it in, and made room for it, complaining both true and false: "If I had known, I would have brought A Cui too."

Jia Yuben was still smiling, but when he heard this, his face turned cold, and he snorted resentfully: "So what if A Cui comes? How can she drive me away?"

Jiafei didn't pick up the conversation, instead he narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Ah Cui was also called by you?" It seemed that he was reproaching and presumptuous.

Jia Yu's eyes were shocked, and she didn't speak for a while, she didn't move, she just glued her dark eyes to the person in front of her, and finally said slowly: "So what? One of the prince's concubines, I've also called 'Zhen Xian'!"

"You—" The voice was not high, but every word pierced to the bone.Jiafei didn't follow through in one breath, and almost turned his face on the spot.This Xiao Si is really a cat, he was only allowed to scratch people, if anyone scratched him, he would definitely bite back, and he would choose the painful place to bite, and see the blood.Jia Fei suppressed himself and calmed down for a while before he recovered, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's not talk about this... let's talk about business."

Jia Yu was still pouting, turned her back unwillingly with white eyes, and said angrily: "Just remember your 'business', I sneaked here, and I haven't covered my body to warm up yet." She curled up again while talking Curl your legs.

He was really thinly dressed, barefooted, and looked weak and pitiful as he huddled to one side.In fact, it was Futian. For ordinary people, there was only heat and no cold, but Jiayu couldn't stand the slightest bit of cold. If he was a little careless, the night wind could blow him down.Seeing this, Jiafei felt helpless, so he had no choice but to cover his slightly cold bare feet while pulling the quilt to wrap him tightly.But Jia Yu refused to obey, muttering that the quilt was too cold, she kept burrowing into Jia Fei's arms.With great difficulty, he finally found a warm and solid position in that embrace and lay down comfortably. He put his arms around Jiafei's waist, put his ears to his heartbeat, and said in a breathless voice, "Second brother, you can't simply spoil me more." Just a little bit, don't keep making me sad..."

Jia Fei let him hold him, stroked his long hair, and said nothing as if he hadn't heard it.

Jia Yu waited for a long while but did not get a response, so she gave up and sighed, buried her face even deeper, and did not move at all.

Seeing him calm down, Jiafei patted him on the shoulder and asked lightly: "Seriously, tell me quickly, what did that girl tell you?"

Jia Yu didn't answer for a long time, but suddenly, he raised his head, and stared at the eyes looking down at him with his arms in his arms, "Second brother, have you ever let Zhen Xian stay so close to you?" He murmured Asked in a low voice, his expression was so clear that he seemed lost.

In an instant, Jiafei only felt his heart tremble, and his mind suddenly burst into white light.

After Xiaoxian left the capital, he suffered from insomnia for a long time and couldn't close his eyes all night.There was no longer that familiar teenager who sat on the same bed with his hands and feet, read a story from a book, and accompanied him to sleep.None of the eunuchs and maidservants bestowed by the emperor was satisfactory, and he was not even interested in taking a second look, let alone talking about others.

Until he disguised himself and met a handsome book boy in the capital academy.

That figure, voice, especially the back view, and even the seven-pointed eyebrows and eyes, all resemble Xiaoxian very much.

Teenagers don't know the depth of their actions.He was obsessed with it for a long time, running around to pester people every day, almost unable to distinguish between phantom and reality.Until one day, the boy suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed him.He almost hit the road, and suddenly struggled to get up from the illusory illusion, so shocked that he couldn't speak.

But the little boy reversed the tip of the knife, and gouged it into his own heart.

"Young master, I'm afraid you still don't remember what my name is. You always call me 'Xiaoxian' like this. You, are you the most affectionate or the most ruthless? Either, or, I can also take it as that I never know who you are, anyway, I don't have to remember you from now on."

Up to now, he still couldn't remember what the boy's name was, even his appearance was already blurred, only those eyes that he refused to close until death, and those words that fell into a pool of blood were still seared in his heart.

From then on, he began to carry the dagger with him, and he couldn't put it down even when he was sleeping.

He also tried to recall who made him fall into this drunken dream that almost killed him, and why it was such a coincidence that this cloud of mist could easily captivate his soul, but he finally gave up again.In this world, there are too many people who want him dead, so what if they are found out?The important thing is that he will never give them such a chance again.

The next two years were the most turbulent two years.He didn't dare to relax, let alone trust, every nerve was tense to the extreme, and he felt that he was about to be crushed.As a result, when he suddenly heard that Xiaoxian had returned, for a while, he was still in the clouds, and he couldn't believe it.

Xiaoxian is still the same as before, just as clear, just like a child, and will sleep peacefully beside him like a drunk cat.But he felt that something had changed.Countless times, he stared at Xiaoxian's unsuspecting sleeping face, hesitating, tossing and turning, his heart was hard to calm down for a long time, and it was difficult to express his feelings.

It was a very indescribable melancholy. When things came to an end, he didn't know how to express his longing for many years. He was even more afraid of profanity, so he could only stare blankly, wasting in a dilemma.

And even such an anxious face-to-face was so short-lived, before he could sort out his thoughts, it disappeared...

It was actually a word that hit the nail on the head, bringing back so many old memories.

Jiafei's expression gradually darkened, as if covered by dark clouds.

"You insist on stabbing me by talking like this." He stared at Jia Yu, and slowly put one hand on that long and white neck, his voice was not startled, but suddenly cold, "Jia Yu Yu, don't try to challenge my bottom line."

In an instant, Jia Yu felt his whole body go stiff, as if being suppressed by some invisible force, he couldn't even breathe in.In fact, the second brother didn't grab his neck very hard, but this was the first time in his life that he heard the second brother call him so darkly.He almost wanted to bow his head and beg for mercy, but by now, his pride would never allow him to do so.

If you are so cruel, simply strangle me to death.

He mourned in his heart, raised his eyes to stare at Jia Fei, his eyes were red and swollen, but he didn't want to shed tears to vent his heartache.Suddenly, there was a convulsion in the heart, it was hard to distinguish whether it was pain or something else, it just twitched suddenly and tightened, deeper, it seemed to be torn.He didn't even make a sound, trembling and curling up uncontrollably, the blood had stained his slightly pale thin lips red.

"Shiro!" Jiafei woke up suddenly, hurriedly let go of him and picked him up, about to call someone.

But he grabbed Jiafei's arm, almost piercing into the flesh.don't shout!He stared at Jiafei like this, until Jiafei obediently hugged him tightly with both hands, then closed his eyes and lowered his head, shrinking into his embrace, still trembling uncontrollably.

"Don't hold back, you can't swallow it, spit it out!" Jiafei said anxiously holding his face.

He was still stubborn, biting his lip and swallowing forcefully, he couldn't hold it back, he vomited out the mouthful of blood, his body went limp, and fell into Jiafei's arms.After an unknown amount of time, he gradually slowed down, half-opened his eyes, and whispered softly: "If you are willing to treat me as long as I vomit blood, even if I vomit all the blood in my body, I don't care. "The clothes on his body were already drenched with cold sweat.

With a sore heart, Jiafei wiped the blood on his lips and sighed: "Don't do this, Ayu, let's...don't do this again."

Could it be that I want to fight with you all day long?Jia Yu grieved secretly, pulled the corners of her lips weakly, and called out: "Second Brother..."

"Stop talking." Jia Fei didn't let him continue, but placed him to lie down, gently warmed his hand on his heart, and coaxed: "Go to sleep, rest first, and wait until tomorrow to talk about everything. "

Jia Yu raised her eyes deeply, without saying anything else, she put her arms around Jia Fei, and buried her face in her chest.

What Xiao Hengwu told Jiayu was what a embroidered woman saw and heard, and what a hard-working common people felt. As far as the iceberg of power is concerned, it was just a frosty shell, not even a corner, but it opened a gap.The life of the people in Suzhou Mansion is not peaceful.Official raw silk is divided into four grades according to quality and price, and the price given by the Weaving Bureau is always the lowest, and there are often defaults.Many mulberry farmers can't get the money after paying the silk, but the tax is absolutely indispensable. They are forced to change mulberry into fields, but all kinds of agricultural seeds are exorbitantly priced.Officials and businessmen colluded to cut flesh from the people layer by layer, and the ordinary people who have no one to make decisions are naturally miserable.

The Weaving Bureau helped the merchants to lower the price of silk and raise the price of the seed, and it must have another layer of rebates from the merchants.The imperial court allocates a lot of silver to the Weaving Bureau every year. If it is saved in this way, it will be more than doubled. It is impossible for this kind of huge greed to move home and deposit it under its name. It will inevitably borrow money to launder money. .To investigate the Weaving Bureau, we must first investigate the borrowed money-laundering hand.However, it is not suspicious to be able to help launder this huge amount of stolen money for several years, and it is not difficult to determine which one is the Sijia who has something to do with the Weaving Bureau.

But he only investigated this matter so far, and he had to leave the rest for others to investigate.Jia Fei thought about it, looked at the emerald peaks, and breathed deeply.

The grass and trees in the mountains are fragrant, the clarity enters the lungs, and it is peaceful.

This place is already an ancient Lingyan temple in Yandang Mountain, backed by the clouds and rosy clouds, and looking at the sky pillars and thousands of towers in the distance.

Jia Yu had already leaned on the small couch set up by the attendants and fell asleep again. Although someone carried him up the mountain, his feet didn't touch the ground, but he was weak after all, and he was already tired and tired before he arrived.Besides, I didn't sleep well last night after all.

Jia Fei dismissed his attendants and covered Jia Yu with the slipped thin blanket, he couldn't help being a little distracted.

Jiayu vomited blood again last night.He originally wanted Jiayu to rest for a few days, but Jiayu said that the night was long and there were many dreams, so it was better not to delay.After all, he was really selfish, Jia Yu was clearly already sick, but he still made Jia Yu work so hard for him.He took advantage of Jiayu's kindness to him, and he had to admit that.

However, Jiayu's kindness to him...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing, his eyes were empty and full, and suddenly he saw Jiayu opened his eyes and was looking at him.

"Tired?" Jia Fei asked, reaching out to touch Jia Yu's forehead.

"Tired. But since it's for the second brother, it doesn't matter if you risk your life." Jia Yu replied calmly.He leaned on the couch, fixed his eyes on Jiafei for a moment, and asked, "Second brother, what are you going to do?" Almost only the mouth was left, so soft that he couldn't hear it at all.

Jiafei understood, and glanced calmly at Cangbai not far away from Quanshang, unexpectedly took out a dart from his sleeve, and stabbed it into his chest.

"Second brother!" The incident happened suddenly, and Jia Yu was not prepared at all, she subconsciously exclaimed, stood up and hugged Jia Fei.

The guards rushed over upon hearing the sound.

Almost at the same time, a figure flashed out from behind the cypress tree and fled.

Yang Siding and Zhang Siyuan, who were accompanying the guards, also ran forward and rushed to the imperial doctor when they saw this.

Seeing that the two of them were still in a daze, Jia Yu couldn't help scolding him angrily: "Aren't you going after the assassin? Why are you staring here?" Although the second elder brother poked it himself, it was still for these eunuchs. Looking at it, my heart became angry, wishing that these unplanted things would roll away as far as possible.But it would be troublesome to tell them all to go away... Thinking about it, he gave Yang and Zhang a look of hatred again, suppressed a breath of anger, and said in a slow voice: "Please Zhang Qichang to supervise the arrest, Yang Qichang It is enough to stay and guard here."

That Zhang Siyuan looked up at Jia Yu, and left in response.Yang Siding thought he was favored by His Royal Highness the fourth prince, his whole face was glowing again, Jiayu thought he was suspicious, so he purposely asked him to lead people into a circle, with his face turned outward, so that he could keep a close eye on all directions, not to hinder the imperial doctor from giving Jing The prince took care of his injury, and he did so happily without realizing it.

The imperial doctor took the dart out for Jiafei, inspected it and said that the dart was not poisonous, but the wound was deep, but fortunately it did not hurt the bones and veins, after a little treatment, he asked the two highnesses to go to the wing of the temple for treatment and rest .

Not long after the arrangement was compromised, Zhang Siyuan reported that he had not caught up with the assassin, nor had he seen anyone go down the mountain.

Jiafei ordered his attendants to invite Zhang Siyuan into the room for a detailed discussion, but Yang Siding wanted to follow up, but was stopped by the attendants and asked him to stay outside.

When Zhang Siyuan came to him, Jiafei sat up from the couch, only put on his robe casually, and the white gauze and red blood on his chest could still be seen faintly.He also dismissed all the attendants, leaving Jia Yu and Zhang Siyuan alone, after a moment of silence, he asked, "Why isn't Mr. Chen here today?"

Zhang Siyuan originally thought he was going to ask about the pursuit of the assassin, but when he heard Chen Si'an mentioned suddenly, he couldn't help being startled, and replied: "Mr. Chen is not feeling well today, he is on leave."

"I thought, if it's not here, it should be at Lugong's place. So I'm sick. Have you asked the imperial doctor to see it?" Jia Fei continued.

Zhang Siyuan said: "No. Chen Gong said there is nothing serious, just rest for a day and it will be fine."

Jiafei smiled, "That's good. It's been a hard day for Mr. Zhang. Follow along this way. I don't know what Mr. Zhang thinks. What's the view of Lingyan?"

With such nonsense, Zhang Siyuan couldn't tell what he was going to say for a while, so he couldn't help but asked tentatively: "My lord?"

Still smiling, Jiafei asked Jiayu to pour him a cup of tea, took a sip, turned the exquisite jade cup, and slowly said: "I heard that the beauty of Lingyan lies in its cleverness. Ordinary, in fact, there is a hole in it. I saw it today, and I am convinced."

Zhang Siyuan's eyes flickered upon hearing this, but he didn't respond.

Jiafei didn't force him, but suddenly changed the subject again, laughing more convincingly, "At the weaving bureau a few days ago, Mr. Zhang must have felt that Xiao Wang and the fourth brother were playboys who made trouble for no reason, and they were very disgusted."

Zhang Siyuan's shoulders trembled slightly, he hurriedly bowed and said: "The villain dare not."

Jiafei chuckled: "It's okay. Mr. Zhang did the right thing. Afterwards, Xiao Wang also felt that something was wrong, so Mr. Zhang laughed."

Zhang Siyuan bowed his head and bowed in response: "My lord is serious."

This man surnamed Zhang was really calm, which is indeed extraordinary. No wonder his father asked him to secretly investigate the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau.Jiafei looked the waiter up and down, still chatting with a smile: "But in this way, a strange thing happened. Does Mr. Zhang know that the fourth brother is going to leave an embroiderer that day?"

Zhang Siyuan nodded and said, "The villain knows."

Jia Fei said: "This embroidered lady told her fourth brother and Xiao Wang that there is someone in Suzhou Mansion who dares to smear Wan Sui's face. Xiao Wang thinks that Zhang Gong should be informed."

Zhang Siyuan's eyebrows were startled, he stood up and bowed to Zhengdong first, and then solemnly said to Jiafei: "My lord, please be careful. The villain is just a servant girl. If such a big matter is true, you should respectfully ask the Holy Judge. If it is a lie, That would be heartbreaking."

"It's a big matter, and I'm afraid Mr. Zhang will have to investigate it himself." Jiafei said, tapping his palm lightly.In response, a maid, Niao Tingting, turned around from behind the screen in the room, and worshiped under the seat, it was the embroiderer Xiao Hengwu.Jiafei glanced at Heng Wu, then at Zhang Siyuan, and said in a low voice: "My brothers are indeed princes, but the one closest to the Holy One is none other than Zhang Gong. How dare Xiao Wang go overboard?" This time the voice was a bit more meaningful.

Back and forth, there is something in the words, but the meaning is already clear.Zhang Siyuan stared at the woman in front of him, fell silent for a while, and breathed deeply: "Since this is the case, the villain might as well ask directly, why does His Royal Highness King Jing sell favors to the villain Ye Da?"

Jiafei said sternly: "Father has always governed the country with 'filial piety and honesty', but some people use the name of father to steal people's fat and greedy for money. Wouldn't it be a public slap to father? As a son of man, you can't see it but don't see it. It's one of them. "The collusion between government and businessmen makes the common people miserable and endangers the foundation of the country. Those who are ministers cannot turn a blind eye to it. This is the second one. As for the third," he paused at this point, looked at Zhang Siyuan again, and slowed down. He continued with a look: "To speak from my heart, Xiao Wang is always under confinement, and there are many unspeakable things in the public house, and Xiao Wang is well aware of it. You and I know why the father sent three people to accompany us. The water here is muddled, it is inconvenient for Xiao Wang to go deep, and Mr. Zhang has his own difficulties. Wouldn’t it be better to complement each other? Besides, looking at the way things went along the way and the various things in the weaving bureau that day, Mr. Zhang’s talents and virtues, Mr. Zhang admired and helped. The strength of the public is really from the heart."

After some rhetoric, Zhang Siyuan was impeccable both in public and in private, Zhang Siyuan couldn't find any flaws for a while, so he didn't shirk anymore, and asked Xiao Hengwu carefully without mentioning it.

When the matter of Zhang Siyuan was put aside for a while, Jiafei finally relaxed and lay down on the couch, breathing a long sigh of relief.The wound was still aching.But fortunately, everything went as expected, if everything went smoothly, it would not be in vain for him to suffer.He closed his eyes and rested for a while, then slowly opened them, looked at Jia Yu who was leaning aside, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you, Shiro?"

Jia Yu, who had been silently watching from the sidelines since just now, raised his eyes and glanced at Jia Fei, squeezed a sneer from between his teeth, and said, "Pretend again, how selfless you are."

"Why is it 'pretending'?" Jiafei couldn't help laughing, and stood up while pressing the wound, "everything I said is the truth, there is no falsehood."

"Yes, you are telling the truth, except that the biggest truth is not spoken." Jia Yu turned her head and snorted angrily, and when she turned her face again, her eyes were already red. "Does it still hurt? You really have to do it, you are so cruel to yourself..." He leaned forward, put his hand on the wound on Jiafei's chest, lowered his head, his dark eyes seemed to have water ripples.

"It's okay, it's just a flesh injury, don't worry about it." Jiafei held the hand in relief.

Jia Yu resolutely withdrew her hand back. "Is it really necessary to do this? If you take such a risk for him, what are you going to do if he still doesn't accept your favor?" He looked at the condensed wax dripping from the lampstand, and asked in a deep voice, But still as if holding his breath.

Jiafei didn't respond for a long time, but went to pull Jiayu silently.

But Jia Yu waved it away again. "From now on, His Royal Highness Prince Jing has been recuperating in Lingyan Ancient Temple." He peeled off the red tears hanging on the lamppost with his fingertips little by little, and sighed softly: "You go, second brother, I'll stay and watch here for you."

"Jiayu..." Jiafei couldn't help being slightly surprised.

"Isn't that what you planned at the beginning, isn't it just right that you finally got what you want?" Jia Yu smiled, turned around and looked at Jia Fei, her eyes were as cool as autumn, "But I can tell you, second brother, I just don't want to Seeing that you don't care about yourself so much, I don't bother to worry about you. You can come back with a full beard and tail. If you dare to lose a hair, I--" He suddenly stopped, and after holding back for a long time, he finally agreed. Unable to say anything harsh, he simply stopped talking, and climbed onto the bed with his hands up, turned over and fell asleep with his head covered.

Jiafei pushed him a few times, lowered his quilt head, and told him along his slightly messy long hair: "The person hiding behind the tree today is probably sent by Chen Si'an. This eunuch looks like a white bun. You don’t know what to pretend here, so you have to be very careful. I have sent a letter to Yuqing to come back. He will enter the temple tomorrow morning, and you can order him if you have something to do. I will come back as soon as possible. Before that—— "

"If you're really worried about me, why don't you go." Jia Yu was upset by the nagging, so she interrupted it, pulled a piece of quilt to cover her head, and complained in a muffled voice: "Either you stay Come with me, or I don't want to see you when I open my eyes again."

The words were to the point, seemingly angry words, but hit the nail on the head, so Jiafei couldn't say anything else, so he had to keep silent.He sat blankly for a while, sighed secretly, and silently pulled Jia Yu's pale hand from under the quilt, and finely smeared the ointment on the fingertips that were reddened by the lamp wax.

In the midsummer of the third year of Shenghe, Jing Wang Jiafei used "quiet residence in an ancient temple to recuperate" as a cover-up, traveling night and day, secretly going north to Juyongguan, and wrote the first stroke of the battle known as "Yingzhou Great Victory" in later generations.