chapter xix – a close call

Su Yan out of the North Township Division, immediately returned to the home, instructed the boy to boil water, in the tub to wash themselves well.

After washing for a small half hour, he sniffed around his body to make sure he couldn’t smell the blood and essence smell anymore completely before he got up and dressed.

The incident of the edicts being forced to jerk each other off had dealt quite a blow to his straight mind, resulting in a depression that was embarrassing to think about.

But it’s not like the blow was so big that he was mortified. After all, in college, the dormitory a bunch of big boys occasionally joke about this, found someone secretly jerking off, quietly went up to lift his nest, or knocking on the bathroom door panel, coaxing to be a huckleberry.

Being a huckleberry for once is fine, no big deal, the straight man of steel thought to himself.

He still had to report back to the Eastern Palace to serve the energetic half-breed, so he just had to dress up and fight his way into the palace.

Zhu He Lin waited for him to be anxious, when he saw him from afar, he took three steps and ran over, “You’re finally back. Imperial Prison that ghost place, I heard that damp and cold, bad luck, you do not stay too long, beware of catching wind and cold.”

Su Yan laughed: “No harm, did not stay long. His Highness finished writing the window lesson this day?”

Zhu Hailin evaded the topic of academics and after scrutinizing him, asked in disbelief, “Hey, how did you break your mouth?”

Su Yan subconsciously stroked the broken mouth on the lips, lightly hissed and covered up, “It is …… on fire with long blisters, rubbing broken.”

“Then I’ll send someone to call the eunuch to prescribe you some medicinal tea that clears heat and reduces fire, and bring it back to drink.”

“No need, no need, laboring, turn around I’m out of the palace, in the green grass store casually grab some herbal tea is good. His Highness finished writing the window lesson today?”

Seeing that he couldn’t escape, Zhu Hailin could only hang his head and go to the study, and honestly began to write the window lesson.

The little chamberlain Fubao was grinding and serving at the table, and when he saw Su Yan waving at him from outside the curtain and made a gesture of silence, he quietly walked out.

“Eunuch Fubao, have there been any results on that matter that I asked you to look into last month?” Su Yan asked in a low voice.

Fu Bao frustrated answer: “Checked, the internal official supervision of the purchase, the small stove cooks of the Shang Cuisine Supervision, and the Shang Yi Supervision to measure the body to cut the new clothes of …… Linlin total dozens of people, checking can not be checked over.”

Su Yan thought for a moment and then asked, “Are there any other palaces that have come to deliver the message?”

“Apart from the Imperial Master’s side, oh, and the Empress Dowager’s side, there are no other palaces.”

Right, whether it is the harem set up, or with the palace outside the hook, how also will not use the people of the palace, hiding leaves in the forest, really not good to check. Can only raise vigilance to strengthen the defense, in the future, if there is such a thing happens, must be taken at once, so as to track down the black hand behind the scenes.

Su Yan earnestly urged Fubao, words have not yet finished, the small chamberlain Duo Gui’er beside the eunuch of the Secretarial Supervisor, Lan Xi, hurriedly rushed to the East Palace, saying that His Majesty is in the Imperial Study Room summoned Su readers.

Su Yan had no choice but to greet the Crown Prince and follow Duo Gui’er to the Imperial Study.

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Emperor Jinglong was rarely not in the process of approving the folders, but waved his brush and ink to draw a sketchy landscape.

Su Yan saluted and obediently stood aside, waiting for the emperor to send down.

The Goryeo tribute paper made of cotton and cocoon is as tough as silk, and the whole frame of the painting has been laid out on it, and the emperor is using a thirsty brush with burnt ink to separate the trees and rocks.

Su Yan waited with bated breath for a moment before hearing the Son of Heaven ask without lifting his head, “Went to the Imperial Prison?”

He subconsciously “hmm” a sound, found too casual, hurried to add: “back to the emperor, before noon did go to the imperial prison, just back.”

“Visiting your enlightened teacher?”

“…… is.”

The Emperor’s pen paused and raised his deep, narrow eyes to look at him, “What do you think about the matter of Priest Zhuo?”

Su Yan’s scalp snorted and numbed.

–That’s a giveaway!

Zhuo Qi was charged with the crimes of forming a gang and accepting bribes. The truth of the latter is not to be mentioned, but the former alone is already a politically sensitive point.

The “party” of this party, called the West Wild Party, by a group of Confucian celebrities and deported officials because of like-mindedness gathered into, in the dynasty and the field of influence is very wide. They satirized the government, commented on the officials, insulted the power castrate, and gradually turned from an academic group into a political faction, forming a vortex like the center of public opinion.

Although Zhuoqi did not explicitly express his support, he had personal relationships with some of these party members.

The State Prison Secretary Yu Yong precisely seized this handle, in the impeachment of the Zhang Zhuo Qi scolded cultivate party members, serve the king disloyal.

Pavilion old Li multiplied wind, although I believe that their own students are not the West Wild party, but it is difficult in the hall before the trial to completely remove him clean, only to have to endure the pain of watching him under the imperial prison.

Right now, if Su Yan pleads for his teacher, he is ignoring the law of the land; if he doesn’t plead for his teacher, he is being unkind and unrighteous; if he shrugs it off and doesn’t talk about it, he is being timid and fearful – any way you slice it, it’s all wrong.

The Emperor’s hand with the pen hovered steadily, watching him patiently.

In an instant, Su Yan’s mind turned seven or eight thoughts, like a frantically running computer, weighing the pros and cons and choosing the most accurate and appropriate response.

The final image in my mind is fixed on a classic book known to young and old – The Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Su Yan slowly knelt down, knelt forward, took the emperor’s robe, and buried his head deeply.

Emperor Jinglong was puzzled when he suddenly heard a low choking sound.

The choking sound turned into sobbing again, sad and withdrawn, as if it contained an inner pain that the person concerned could not get rid of, and it was heartbreaking to smell.

The Emperor’s entire body froze.

He put aside the brush and slowly sat backward on the carved gold nanmu wood circle chair. Su Yan took the opportunity to take two more steps on his knees, burying his face in the emperor’s thighs, crying with sorrow and azaleas.

Emperor Jinglong only felt a heat penetrate the fabric, the thighs were ironed by the tears, has been scalded into the depths of the flesh and blood to go, can not help but some remorse, to the crown prince belongs to the young official pushed too tight, too deep defense.

–He was still just a seventeen year old teenager, not much older than He Lin!

“…… Okay, okay, get up.” The emperor lightly patted Su Yan’s head.

Su Yan secretly counted, the fire has not yet arrived, so he continued to hug the dragon s leg and cry, not saying a word, just crying, his body convulsing uncontrollably.

Emperor Jinglong sighed silently, his palm down, stroking his trembling back.

Su Yan’s shoulders and back looked thin, but his hands did not feel thin. The firmness and elasticity unique to young musculature, as well as the faintly seeping fragrance within the collar, cobwebbed and clung to the Heavenly Prince’s hand.

Caressing is unconsciously changing its flavor, from soothing gradually to intentionally moving.

Su Yan cried straight twitching, suddenly felt where it seemed wrong …… The hand on the back, stroking strength is not a little big, the angle is not a little crooked, the scale is not a little indescribable?

He had been ravaged just before noon, and was still a little afraid of the well for ten years, so he lifted his face as if by reflex, burped loudly, and stopped crying.

Emperor Jinglong is heart fluttering, cold on a pearly face, a little suffocated. He scrutinized a pair of hazel phoenix eyes close at hand, only to feel that the whole season of spring color on earth are integrated into it, even poetry and paintings are difficult to describe, can not help but reach out to caress, fingertips from the slightly trembling eyelashes all the way to the crimson lips.

Then the emperor asked, “How did you break your mouth?”

“Long blisters on fire, rubbed out.”

“I don’t look like I’m on fire, but like I’ve been bitten.”

“……”

This terrier will not be able to get through it, right? Su Yan growled in the bottom of his heart, but on his face he showed a bewildered look, “I don’t have the habit of biting my lips. Could it be that I was on fire and grinding my teeth at night and didn’t realize it when I bit it?”

Emperor Jinglong half-heartedly rubbed his fingertips twice and finally stopped dwelling on the topic.

Su Yan found that the situation at the moment is not right. He knelt down on the emperor s knee and raised his face as if inviting favor, while the other party leaned down to stare, and his fingers rubbed …… ambiguously on his face This is the rhythm of rubbing the gun!

Alarm bells rang loudly in his brain straight man, he was busy retreating backward, wiping the remnants of tears on his cheeks, and vainly said, “I lost my temper for a moment, I beg Your Majesty’s forgiveness.”

In a trance from the charming dream, deep self-possessed nature back to the body, Jinglong emperor retracted his hand, deliberately ignored fingertip residual heat hooked, got up and lifted the brush again, continue to draw his cultivation of the landscape painting.

“…… Your Majesty?” Su Yan was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up before receiving the holy oracle.

The emperor pen hook line, calmly said: “tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, the hundred officials vacation. The East Garden has a willow shooting theater, the winner will be rewarded, do you want to go to show your skills?”

Su Yan also heard that the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, was going to go to the Jinshui River to see the dragon boat, now heard the court to engage in the reunion, or in the famous royal garden, immediately changed his mind, do not go to see the regular activities, go to the East Garden.

“I am willing to go along, but the art of riding and shooting is not something I am good at, so can I just watch the fun and get on the field and be excused.”

Su Yan came to this era only half a year, horseback riding learned quite skillfully, archery but almost no contact, let him on the field, it is estimated that he can take off the target champion.

The emperor said, “gentleman six arts, shooting and defense accounted for its two, can not not learn. If you do not know, I can teach …… can order someone to teach you.”

Su Yan had no choice but to give thanks.

“Go, accompany the Crown Prince to read, don’t be an eyesore in front of me.” The emperor gave an expulsion order.

Only then did Su Yan breathe a sigh of relief and bowed and retreated in a disciplined manner.

Only when the figure of the teenage attendant disappeared outside the hall did the emperor put aside his pen, rubbed the landscape drawing with scattered strokes, and threw it at the foot of the table.

Doing his best to quell the hint of heat and thirst deep within his body, he took out a green jade translucent carved lotus leaf pendant from within the drawer.

This jade pendant texture is delicate and warm, carving vivid, lotus leaves sipping water droplets like to flow rolling down, but in the eyes of the read all the precious heavenly son, is also only considered rare.

The only thing that made it unique was the engraving of the word “Qinghe” on the back of the jade pendant. The emperor placed it on the edge of a piece of white paper and began to draw a picture of a lotus flower after a rainy day.

This time the painting is very smooth and handy, and at the end of the lotus leaves, with his strong and rounded, was evaluated by later generations as “ink books, randomly where, extremely subtle” brushwork, mentioned two lines of poetry:

The green lotus pity the clean blue, the rain is not enough to attack.

–I pity the clear green of the green lotus, afraid that it can not withstand the assault of the night rain.