The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

The emperor finished what he wanted to say, and said no more, waiting for his son to recover by himself.

Song Wei accidentally touched the fish food jar on the railing with one hand, and pinched it for a long time, but the jar was not flat, but pinched her fingers so badly.

He said lightly: "I can't be tough on women, Dad, don't waste your efforts."

The emperor couldn't help but feel a little annoyed after waiting for a long time for such a stupid sentence.Relying on his old thick skin, he glanced at his son's waist, and said angrily: "Can't you be tough on women? Then how did you and Dugu Mian know each other?"

Song Wei was dumbfounded.

He never expected that Dugu would even disclose such embarrassing things to the emperor.Really... a teammate like a pig god.

For a moment, he hated Dugu so much, and reconsidered the relationship between the monarch and his ministers between Xianhou and the emperor.But he didn't know what kind of situation Xianhou was in at the beginning: the emperor was so sick that he was busy explaining his funeral, and Yihou was so anxious that he wanted to be tough on Song Manji, so he had no choice but to expose the true colors of the sixth prince to stabilize the emperor.

I don't know how far Dugu Mian confessed to his father, Song Wei didn't dare to take the blame.Angry in my heart, but indifferent on my face: "One moment, that moment, now it's not enough."

The emperor was annoyed, and endured it: "In that case, let Li Yi show you." He took a sip of tea, "Furthermore, this matter has nothing to do with getting married or not. I would rather be a widow than a widow." Do you think there is no such thing as Princess Xiu? Don’t you admit it yourself, one moment and another. It won’t work now, and it may not always work. Try a few more times, maybe it will work.”

Song Wei was angry.After making trouble for a long time, the most asshole old hooligan is still His Majesty the Emperor.

A fire burned in my heart, and I slammed the fish food jar on the stone table: "If you want to marry, you marry yourself, don't bother me. I don't want face or life for your son. I can't do anything later. Don't say I didn't remind you earlier about the mess that was cleaned up!"

After all, ignore the emperor any more, walk away without looking back, and leave the palace.

The emperor stared at the direction Song Wei left, and did not look away until the angry figure disappeared completely.He picked up the fish food jar on the table, looked at it, and put it down gently.It was quite unexpected that the jar was not smashed to pieces in a fit of anger.Shicai was full of annoyance and dispersed inexplicably.The emperor stroked the cool glaze of the clay pot with his fingers, his face was gloomy, and he sat in the quiet evening of the imperial garden without moving for a long time.

Song Wei thought about it all the way and became more and more annoyed, wishing to immediately catch Dugu Mian and beat him up, or turn around and slap his ass and leave immediately, leaving this mess behind, whatever he likes.

Of course he can't.

Again!always like this!If I knew this was the case, I shouldn't have...

Song Wei's body froze suddenly.

So Dugu would say: I'm afraid you will regret it.

Song Wei thought: That's right, I regretted it.Damn... I regret it again...

Whom to blame?Soft ears, no memory, lack of greed, pretending to be smart, caring about the head and ignoring the buttocks, remembering to eat but not beating, forgetting the pain when the scar is healed, being a monk for a day and hitting the clock for a day... Who the hell are these...

He reined in the reins, dazed in the middle of the road.

Qin Xian next to him waited for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, it's getting dark, hurry back to your residence."

Song Wei flicked the whip in the air with a "snap": "Don't go back, go to Cheng Ye Fang for a drink!"

The guards at the front, back, left, and right did not move.Li Yi hurried to catch up from behind: "Your Highness, it's getting late and you've been tired all day. Go back and rest earlier."

Song Wei raised his eyebrows, his eyes were sharp, and he remained silent.

Qin Xian lowered his head and whispered to him: "His Royal Highness, go back to the mansion. Tomorrow will be closed, and tonight Cheng Ye Fang must be full of people... Your Highness wants to drink, and brothers can accompany you as much as you want. Let's go back to the mansion to drink. comfortable."

The prince has been entertaining guests at Cheng Yefang from time to time recently.The fourth prince, King Duan, often hangs around there.

Steward Li and Chief Qin are familiar with the temperament of His Royal Highness King Xiu.Although I don't know what the embarrassment between him and His Majesty the Emperor is, but going out to drink so full of anger, you may be amusing whoever you bump into.In the absence of Marquis Xian, if something goes wrong, who can take care of it?

Song Wei looked at the group of people around him coldly, each one was more loyal than the other.It is this loyalty that is enough to build walls and chains to trap oneself.It depends on the object of the trouble, what is there to make trouble with the people below?

He raised his head and let out a foul breath: "Go back."

Everyone was relieved.Originally planning to have dinner with the emperor, the sixth prince left the palace in a fit of anger, so he didn't have dinner.Li Yi was afraid of starving him, so he hurriedly sent someone to rush back to the palace in advance and notify the kitchen to prepare meals.

Usually, the night before the ten-day holiday, Xianhou will go to the mansion of King Xiu.It hasn't come today.The whereabouts and every move of the sixth prince are all under the control of Marquis Xian.The opposite is not true.Song Wei basically didn't ask Dugu Mian's whereabouts, he came when he came, and left when he left, anyway, he would come when he should come, and he would leave when he should go, there was nothing to tangle with.

Reminded by Qin Xian on the way, he thought he would find someone to vent to when he entered the door, but he didn't come at all.Song Wei got irritable for a very rare time, viciously finished three bowls of rice, and burped until she was full.Then he brought up the altar Bingzhou Liuquxiang, drove away all the guys who said they wanted to drink with His Highness, sat alone in the octagonal pavilion in the green peach forest, patted off the mud, and started drinking in front of the wine jar.

This Bingzhou Liuquxiang was the high-purity new variety that defeated Song Wei when he met the emperor for the first time that day.Although the ingredients were added that day, but in terms of high concentration and strong stamina, this wine is indeed the first to be recommended.Song Wei didn't even think about it, she just chose this altar, as if she had already decided in her subconscious mind, to fill herself up and pass out when she was drunk.

All real alcoholics know that the so-called drunkenness basically belongs to the ulterior motives, and everyone gets drunk if they are not drunk.The physical body can be paralyzed, but the nerves are hard to be paralyzed, so it's just going crazy with wine.

The more Song Wei drank, the more depressed she became, and the more she drank, the more sober she became.I couldn't help thinking, why did it happen again?

After much deliberation, I can only blame myself for being too self-righteous.

At the beginning, he could escape immediately, but he took the initiative to walk back. Why?

It's just because, after several lifetimes, it was the first time I met a mother who would rather die than save his own life, a father who would rather vomit blood in anger and tie himself by his side, and a sincere person who was willing to stay alone and let himself fly away. .

So, knowing that it is a fire pit, but like a stupid moth, it stubbornly pounces on the light that it thinks it longs for, and ignites the fire.

In the distant experience of the past, I have struggled with hatred for too long, and I have forgotten that in the name of love, it is more convenient to force and imprison.Up to now, those ropes twisted by love have already penetrated deep into the skin.If you want to break free, you must remove the bones and gouge out the flesh.

Song Wei touched his chest.Under the gold-threaded ivory pendant, there is a shallow scar.He thought, that's too painful, I really can't bear it.

How reasonable it is for the emperor to want the sixth prince to get married.Only a fool like myself thought he could fool around casually.

How could Xianhou object to the emperor's reasonable decision.

Assuming that at this moment, he is here, should he question, scold, or beat him up?So what?Do you expect him to challenge the emperor's father, or elope with the sixth prince?

Song Wei braced his head to contemplate, and couldn't help laughing, his face was full of self-mockery.

What kind of agreement was reached between his monarch and his ministers?After he is alone, is he begging for perfection, or is he temporarily compromising?Whether you know it or not, it makes no difference.

After two-thirds of a jar of wine went down, Song Wei's head began to sink.The housekeeper Lan Di thoughtfully hung the lanterns on the peach branches along the way.Song Wei squinted his eyes and saw one halo after another, like a blurred dream.

It was quite a rare experience for him to become drunk like this.But he was still sober in his heart, recalling the appearance of the emperor when he left the palace today.In the past, every time they quarreled, the emperor would always jump his feet in anger, but this time it was very different.If it wasn't for being calmed down by the toss, the emperor was not afraid of tossing himself at all.Having said that, the Sixth Prince, who is justified in name and name, is indeed far less convenient than the nameless punk... Shameless and shameless...

Song Wei was extremely annoyed.If he had known this before, he shouldn't have revealed the trick of cheating death and hiding his name to Dugu, so that he couldn't even pretend to be dead now.

Fucking... fidgety.

Holding up the wine jar with both hands, put the whole thing on the face, ready to pour it all down in one breath, and drink it happily.Only halfway through the lift, it suddenly got stuck.

His head slowly left the mouth of the altar, and his eyes stared blankly at the person in front of him.The tall and dark figure in the night completely covered him.Because the front is backlit, I can't see the expression at all.

Dugu's hands were much stronger than his, and he easily grabbed the wine jar.Suddenly, he leaned over and put his arms around Song Wei's waist, and with all his strength, he jumped onto the green peach branch on the side, and then jumped onto the top of the octagonal pavilion, sitting on the neatly built glazed tiles.

"Why are you hiding here and drinking, huh?"

Such actions completely violated Dugu Mian's consistent understanding of Song Wei.The decadent appearance holding the wine jar with his head down made him both distressed and uneasy.

The wind on the top of the pavilion is quite strong, not cold, and the blowing makes people feel refreshed.Song Wei leaned against him, looking up at the sky.After a long while, he said casually, "My father said today that if I want to go to the fiefdom, I have to get married before I go."

Dugu Mian's arm holding him became stiff.Li Yi told Qin Xian that His Highness was at odds with His Majesty again, so that was the case.

"He also said...you agreed to him a long time ago. When I thought about it, you were foolish with me for a long time a few days ago, and you knew that this would happen, right?"

"No, it's not... I'm just guessing, His Majesty probably can't agree easily, I don't know..."

Song Wei sneered softly: "Then you know now, what are you going to do? My father and I had a big fight."

Dugu quickly cleared his mind from the confusion: "Xiaoyin, Your Majesty's so-called I agreed was not long after you met His Majesty for the first time. At that time, I thought that I would never be able to get your forgiveness again, so I just asked you to stay and see each other close by." , chat for the rest of my life. His Majesty mentioned that you... want you to marry a wife and have children, I... can't refuse."

"What about now? What are you going to do now?"

Dugu Mi didn't respond for a while.After a long silence, I said shyly, "It was my mistake. Your Majesty acquiesces in the relationship between you and me, provided that you do not leave the capital. In the future, when the crown prince ascends the throne, the Marquis of Xian will stay in the capital, and the king will have no wife or heir. The soldiers are away, and you live in the fief for a long time, and the new king will not tolerate it. I am afraid that your majesty... wants you to marry someone who can make the prince feel at ease..."

Song Wei kicked off the wine jar he was carrying.Dugu was distracted, the jar rolled down the sloping tile surface, and with a loud "bang", it fell to pieces on the ground.

Song Wei said coldly in the buzzing echo: "Dugu, you know that I don't want to hear this."

"Xiao Yin." Dugu Mian turned over and pressed him down, clasping his wrists tightly with both palms.Eyes darker than night, sharper than blades.

Song Wei heard his bitter and suppressed voice surround herself.

"Xiaoyin, there is no way to live comfortably and comfortably in this world. If you don't get married, you have to stay in the capital and let countless eyes stare at you. If you want to go far, you have to be willing to tie a rope and hand it over to the people in power. No matter what , if you stay, I will stay; if you go, I will go. And this choice must be made by you after all. I can only promise that I will never be separated from you. As for getting married, it is not worth worrying too much. You don't If you like her, just treat her as a pawn. Be patient, and you can always find a suitable way to deal with it. In case..."

After Dugu stopped, he seemed to be in some kind of distant pain.After a while, he continued in a low voice.

"You once said that you also want to be married, and you want to have both children, a family and a room, and enjoy family happiness...Xiao Yin, I have already completely forgotten what you said, so I just want to let you go." Just now, I suddenly remembered it again. So...Xiao Yin, you should understand that I...have no qualifications and no position to make decisions for you, or to influence His Majesty's decisions..."

Song Wei has never been like this before, feeling that life is so absurd.He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he couldn't find any outlet to vent.Taking a deep breath, he said angrily, "Get down!"

After Dugu didn't move.Song Wei punched and kicked, but unexpectedly, the mighty and overbearing Jiu Jin finally surged up, his limbs were limp and weak, as if he was acting coquettishly.

Dugu Mian hugged him and jumped off the ground: "You're drunk, go to sleep. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

When Song Wei woke up the next day, Dugu Mian was sitting in front of the bed.Right now there are two balls of dark blue, and I don't know if I slept at night or not.

Just as Marquis Xian was about to speak, the sixth prince turned his back to him: "Don't dangle in front of my eyes, annoying."

Dugu looked at his back, and said slowly: "Xiaoyin, this autumn is the biennial tribute period for the northern and western vassals, and the envoys are scheduled to enter Beijing on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival. From today onwards, I must stay in the northern suburbs guards Arm yourself. These days when I'm not here, you... Be good, don't be naughty."

Hearing that there was no movement behind him, Song Wei turned around.There is a vacant seat in front of the bed, showing a clear sense of presence.