The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Song Wei was surrounded by a group of people and entered the bedroom, but it was so quiet that there was no sound at all.A strong sense of oppression permeates the surroundings, which is simply suffocating.It's not that he never died of his parents, for various reasons, he never touched his heart and soul so vividly.For the first time, I was panicked and frightened, approaching the inner room, my legs could not move like cast lead.Looking at Qingyun helplessly, he said in a shy voice, "My father..."

Qing Yun understood what he was thinking, bowed and said: "Your Majesty is fine, Your Highness, please take a shower and change clothes with me first."

Song Wei relaxed a little, always felt that the other party didn't speak clearly, couldn't help guessing wildly, and didn't pay much attention to the content of the second half of the sentence.When he came back to his senses, he was already standing beside the royal bath in the bedroom, and the two maids were about to peel off his clothes.

"What is this for? Go down!" Grabbing the skirt of his clothes, he jumped away.Being tired and dizzy, he stepped on the edge of the bathtub and "plopped" and fell sideways, splashing three feet high.

"Your Highness!" The two servants hurriedly jumped down to pick him up.Fortunately, the wound has already healed, so it doesn't hurt to soak in water.

"Cough! Cough cough..." Song Wei coughed violently.

Qing Yun waited for him to cough almost, before saying: "Your Majesty ordered, first please His Highness take a bath and change clothes."

When do you have to take a shower before seeing the emperor's father?Song Wei raised her head and glanced, there was a neat pile of clothes hangers in the distance of the pool, gorgeous purple and gold, it seemed to be the most formal prince's crown.A thought flashed from the bottom of my heart, obviously standing in the hot water pool, shivering abruptly.

"Lord Qingyun, tell me the truth, is my father going to... wash me clean and send me to the hall to marry? Do you believe that I don't wear anything, just run out naked like this."

The sixth prince was dripping with water all over his body, his face full of arrogance and rogue. Although it was the first time I heard the word "running naked", Qingyun understood its meaning accurately in a flash.Finally, I couldn't help but twitched the corner of my mouth: "Your Highness misunderstood. The missions of various tribes in the northwest are about to enter the city, and His Majesty intends to order His Highness to attend the welcoming meeting, so they have to take a bath and change clothes."

Among the missions in the Northwest, the most important one belonged to the Huihe tribe.Could it be that the emperor wants to use the identity of the sixth prince's biological mother to engage in diplomacy?Song Wei guessed wildly, dozing off while guessing.The two servants around him moved lightly and nimbly, waiting for the sixth prince to bathe and change clothes.

It is still a white Luo inner shirt and a purple silk outer robe.Different from ordinary clothes, the outer robe is darker in color, embroidered with nine chapters of various patterns of mountains, rivers, clouds, dragons, birds and birds, which conceals a little romance and adds a little solemnity.There is a large leather belt around the waist, on which there are nine engraved and engraved gold-inlaid jade plaques, and a jade dragon belt hook at the joint.As for the crown worn on the head, it is the nine-pronged crown of five-color jade beads, made by princes and princes, which is the closest to the twelve-pronged emperor's crown, which fully demonstrates the noble status of the wearer.

Song Wei was at the mercy of her servants, her head kept dropping, and she could almost fall asleep standing up.The jade clasps collided with each other, and the slippery coolness rolled across the forehead, only to feel something strange.Stretching out his hand to touch it, he asked Qingyun: "It's just to pick up a customer, do you have to dress like this?"

Qingyun respectfully replied: "The clothes and the crown have just been completed recently. When His Highness bestowed the title of title, he hastily kept it simple. Now that he is receiving foreign missions, there is no reason to be sloppy."

It turned out to be new clothes and hats just made.It is indeed in accordance with the rules to wear this to participate in the important welcome ceremony held by the imperial court every two years.Qing Yun would not tell lies on such a big matter, Song Wei immediately felt relieved, as long as the overlord didn't insist on forcing the marriage, it would be fine.

Wearing a heavy black silk-wrapped gold and jade hat, supported by the servants, he stared dazedly in front of the emperor.

The emperor was dozing on the bedside, and opened his eyes when his youngest son approached, looked him up and down, then turned his head and said, "Li Yi, get something refreshing for the sixth prince."

A maid of honor led Li Yi to retreat.

Song Wei rubbed his eyes, rubbed his face a few more times, stared blankly at the emperor for a while, and finally said in a calm manner: "Father, don't worry about it before dawn if you have nothing to do, it will scare you to death, you know?"

The emperor looked at him gently: "Father is getting old, and he has suffered from old problems again, so he doesn't feel much better. He is not younger than you, and it would be fatal if he didn't sleep for a while. Xiaoyin, you just have to be considerate of your father. "

The emperor suddenly spoke so softly, Song Wei felt a great deal of discomfort, his eyes widened, and he couldn't catch up for a while.

Counting it, the father and son hadn't seen each other for almost a month since the last quarrel.Song Wei has always used the emperor's pretending to be sick as an excuse to threaten her, and she planned to escape neatly. In fact, she doesn't understand from the bottom of her heart that the emperor is so old and has such a physical foundation.

Looking into those dim and cloudy eyes, Song Wei knew very well that when faced with a choice, the word "filial piety" actually has limited damage, and the proportion of being loyal to oneself is a little bit greater.Being looked at by the emperor like this, it is inevitable to feel guilty.Only when he met his eyes, he subconsciously tilted his head to avoid it.

The emperor didn't ask him anything else, just said: "Is the injury healed?"

Song Wei quickly replied: "Okay, it's all over. It's just a little flesh injury."

The emperor turned to look at Qingyun.

The chief servant took a step forward: "Your Majesty, the injury on His Highness Sixth Prince's body is indeed all right."

Song Wei was imprisoned in the Xianhou's Mansion, and he ate and drank good medicine. After ten days of rest, the injury on his shoulder had already healed, as long as he didn't use his strength, he could move without hindrance.What is depressing is that since the night of the ninth day of the ninth day, I have been worried and unable to sleep soundly.Last night, I was tossed and tossed by Dugu Ying for half the night, eagerly looking forward to catch up on sleep during the day, but I was tossed and tossed by the emperor again.The so-called welcome ceremony, I don't know how long it will take to stand.Thinking of this, I feel a little guilty, and my irritability rises unconsciously.

At this moment, Li Yi fetched a powerful refreshing fragrance mixed with borneol and mint, and Song Wei was so smoked that she sneezed a few times, and her sleepiness disappeared.Li Yi corked the jade bottle tightly and presented it with both hands, asking His Highness the Sixth Highness to carry it with him in case of emergencies.

Song Wei thought about it, it was better to sneeze during the ceremony than to be too sleepy to stand still, so she took it and put it in her pocket.

The emperor said: "Xiao Yin, this is a piece of emerald jade that prevents poison, hang it around your neck and wear it next to your body, don't lose it." After finishing speaking, he looked at his son with concern and hope.

Song Wei had no choice but to take it out again, and sure enough there was a gold chain tied to the neck of the jade bottle.Put a set on the neck, neither long nor short is just right.He had been wearing an ivory pendant for several years, but he just lost it not long ago, and he was not used to it.This set seems to be quite solid.Because the emperor was almost poisoned to death for no reason, he really tried his best to find some treasures to prevent poison and evil spirits. This emerald jade bottle is the most precious and beloved thing.

Song Wei doesn't know its origin, but the father is so solemn, he also understands that it is absolutely extraordinary.Seeing the emperor stretching out his arm towards him, he refused to put it down for a long time, but sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand in his palm.

The emperor showed a gratifying smile, then slowly retracted it, and said each word with earnestness: "Xiaoyin, you have been wandering for 20 years, it may not be easy to remember, your body is hairy and skinny, and you must not be damaged by your parents. You don't want to take care of yourself. Injured again and again. Have you ever thought about how your father is worried and sad when you are so willful? The disciples of the saints in the past asked about filial piety, and the saint said: "Parents only worry about their illness." Dad doesn't expect you either Anything else, but I beg you to take good care of yourself, and that will be enough."

Song Weixin said, is it that I am going to suffer the darts myself?If you hadn't forced the prince to jump over the wall in a hurry, why would he use me as a living target?

He still remembers how the emperor fainted on the spot when he attempted suicide; how concerned and nervous the emperor was when he returned from his illness after fleeing.Even if you hit your calf black from playing polo, you have to send someone to check it out.This time he was assassinated in the middle of the night, if he hadn't had a bit of character luck, it wouldn't have been impossible if he had confessed seriously.If this is the case, the old man may not be able to bear it...

With his hands stuck to the old and dry skin, an indescribable sadness surged in his heart.He was no longer sleepy, and his eyes became clearer.Although the emperor was speaking smoothly, under the light of the candlelight, his face was completely ashamed, and it seemed to be lingering with a cloud of death.

Forget it, why bother to care about anything that can be ignored.

He said in a bad mood: "You don't even let people sleep, how can you know enough? Why don't you just try on the clothes and go to the welcome ceremony? Why don't you get me here before dawn? Send it in advance Things, say hello, don’t you have it?”

The emperor glanced at him: "Tell you in advance that you will come?"

Song Wei choked.If he knew in advance, he would have at least ten or eight ideas to evade the matter.

The emperor stared fixedly at his son, and tightened his grip, as if he wanted to grab his hand, but Song Wei felt more and more weakness in his limbs.

Suddenly, he felt that the old man was holding his hands and looking at him, just like that little fellow Dugu Li's pitiful appearance when he asked for something.Young and old, the most helpless.She curled her lips and said, "Okay, if you have something to say, what do you want me to do?"

It was his sentence that the emperor was waiting for, and said, "The crown prince is ill."

"What?" Song Wei blurted out without thinking.

The emperor added slowly and clearly: "The prince suddenly contracted an emergency the day before yesterday and was unable to act."

Song Wei felt a little confused.He took out the refreshing incense, uncorked the bottle, and said, "Ah-choo!" Sprayed the emperor's face with saliva and snot.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it." He stretched out his sleeve to wipe for the old man, only to realize that the dress was too tall, and his arms stiffened and stopped.

Qingyun hurriedly took the face towel to serve the emperor.Lan Di immediately presented the veil to His Highness the Sixth Highness.

The emperor wanted to look at his youngest son with a smile on his face, with a hint of pampering in his helplessness.What he said next was like thunder, thundering in Song Wei's ears.

"The crown prince is suddenly unable to manage the affairs. The reception of the Northwest Mission must be hosted by no one. If Dad can get up, he will do it himself. I only regret that I have more energy than I have. Xiao Yin, can you do this for Dad?"

Song Wei held up the handkerchief to wipe her face and didn't move for a long time.In the end, he blew his nose violently and rolled his eyes: "Second Brother, Fourth Brother, and Fifth Brother are on top, I don't need you."

"The second child is not in good health. I'm afraid he will have to lie down if he can't last a day. The fourth child can't speak half a word of Tibetan, so how can he be as good as you. As for the fifth child..." The emperor paused, "The fifth child has practiced kung fu and advanced If you are a demon, there is no ghost, so don't mention him to me."

Song Wei had heard of the fifth prince's love of martial arts, but he didn't know that he was so dazed.

The emperor was quite tired after talking for a long time, and after a while, he said, "It was the eldest grandson Ruchu who recommended you. He said that you are proficient in various Tibetan languages ​​such as Huihe, Turkic, and Persian, and you are familiar with the customs of the Tibetan people. In terms of etiquette, he voluntarily gave You lead. The people in Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites were all brought out by him, if he came forward, he would not deceive you into ignorance and sloppy omissions."

When Song Wei first entered the palace, in order to cope with the ceremony of recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan, he was a student of Sun Ruchu, the eldest son of the Ming Dynasty, for nearly three months.The old man is rigid and strict, but thanks to Song Wei's respect for the old and the virtuous, he has a thick skin, and in line with the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, he endured to the end.Although it was hard, at least he left the teacher safely.

Unexpectedly, she still has many benefits in the eyes of the eldest grandson, Song Wei felt that her bones were a little lighter, and the rejection and rebellion that surged in her heart suppressed again.

After thinking about it, he asked, "How is His Royal Highness doing now?"

"The crown prince became ill from overwork. I was worried, so I took him into the palace so that the imperial doctor could diagnose and treat him. It happened that Xuanqing was also in the palace, helping to take care of him."

After the father and son bargained on the ninth day of the lunar new year, the prince said he couldn't afford it the next day.The tributary mission had already arrived outside the city, and he was in charge of the entire reception work. At this time, they pretended to be picky, just trying to coerce the emperor to back down.In the middle of the night on the twelfth day, just a few hours before Song Wei was lured into the palace, the emperor used the same trick to lure the crown prince into the palace as well.

Qing Yun represented the emperor's secret transmission of the imperial decree, coupled with a bit of just-right performance, Song Yu's first reaction was that the old man was really going to die.Surprised and unsuspecting that he was there, she hurried into the palace.As a result, the emperor said "stay in the palace and recuperate well", and Yihou threw him into Master Xuanqing's Taoist temple.

Before that, the emperor had negotiated terms with the prince in heaven and earth, and in the end even forced him to sever his wrist and abandon Yao Zizhang.Under such circumstances, how could the prince guess that all kinds of gestures are just bluffs.Song Yu was sure that his father had no choice but to invite the king into the urn, so he naturally fell into it.

Song Wei didn't know that his father and son were going back and forth between each other, but when he heard it, he understood that the prince was imprisoned by the emperor again.In the 19th year of Jingping, the palace changed. The prince was banned for more than half a year, and he continued to dance after his comeback.So Song Wei listened to it, and only acted like an emperor.After a while, the lesson is enough, and the prince will naturally be let out to continue jumping.

I said in my heart that the old man competed with the boss and sacrificed the young master to disrupt the situation. It's really annoying.However, he vaguely understood that the emperor's behavior might not be for his own good.Among these sons, only the sixth child is alone and helpless.As soon as the Northwest Mission arrived, all uncles and cousins ​​appeared.You know, back then, the King of Huihe recognized Wu Xi as his younger sister in name, and then sent her here for the sake of looking good.

Just as he was pondering with a sullen face, he heard the emperor say again: "Xiaoyin, from the northwestern tribe, and I, Xianxi, can form a brotherly friendship, or become a threat to tigers and wolves. If you are not a crown prince, you are not enough to welcome an envoy. Daddy knows You don't want to, it's just that the matter is very important, right now...you can only rely on you. If you still recognize me as a father, then it's... a filial piety..."

The emperor's face was full of earnest pleading.After watching for a long time, the eyes are clearly full of sadness.

Heroes are dying, and their children and grandchildren are unworthy.Hongshen Foundation has no successors.

Even though Song Wei was extremely unwilling, at this moment, she couldn't refuse directly.

After a while, he said decisively: "Sure, I'll go. But I have conditions."

The emperor's eyes lit up: "What conditions, you say."

"Stop talking about getting married from now on."

The emperor was silent for a long time.Finally sighed: "Xiao Yin, you always want to get married. Daddy can only promise you, your concubine, you choose yourself."

The emperor's tone was decisive, this is the reserve price.So the credibility is higher.Song Wei didn't expect to be able to do it all in one go with the so-called asking prices all over the sky and paying back the money after landing.Nodded: "That's it for now. You can ask the old man Changsun to come in and torment me."

The emperor beat the bed and scolded angrily: "Your father, I am not dead yet! What kind of father are you!"

August 21th, [-]st year of Jingping.

The missions of various tribes in the northwest set off from Chuanshe in the northern suburbs in the early morning and arrived outside the Xuanwu Gate at noon.

Autumn is crisp, blue sky and white clouds.Flying birds flew over the city wall, and the sun shone on the golden glazed tiles on the top of the city tower, making it more brilliant.

Seeing the colorful and dense line of guards of honor in front of the city gate from a distance, everyone knew that the prince and the officials of Honglu Temple were waiting here.The members of the mission and the escorting officers and soldiers of the government guards dismounted from their horses a hundred feet away and marched forward on foot.

Dugu's eyes are the best, and he can tell from a distance that the front is not ruled by the prince, but the guard of honor of the prince.The leader standing in the middle was not wearing the pale yellow prince's dress, but the dark purple prince's dress.The man was turning his back to this side, looking up at the city tower, as if he saw God from the birds in the sky.That back figure was so familiar, but Dugu couldn't believe it anyway.As the distance approached, the heartbeat became more and more violent.

The rest of the people didn't know what he was thinking, and the team stopped ten feet away.At this moment, not only the officials from Xianxi accompanied by Chuanshe, but also the well-informed envoys from the Fan tribe all recognized that the prince was not in front of him, so he didn't know how to greet him for a while.

Song Wei turned around slowly, with banners flying behind her back, and the city tower was towering.The five-color jade pendant hanging from the crown is radiant in the midday sun.

He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, the smile was more dazzling than the jade on his forehead:

"The envoys have come from afar and have worked hard all the way."