Ning Gu

Bells and chimes circle the gate of the mountain, and the lanterns fade overnight.

In front of the cold tomb, Xie Ling knelt alone, only lanterns and flowers to accompany him through the long night.

In the Xinggong Pingshan Hall, the palace lanterns were lit. Behind the table, Zhao Zuo held a vermilion pen to approve the papers sent here, and called Zhao Xianzhi, the owner of the Xinling Mausoleum, to accompany him to see Liang, who is under one person and above ten thousand people. Mutually.

Xianzhi was sitting by the case, chatting with the prime minister in the palace for his father, chatting with each other.

Seeing that the night was getting late, Xianzhi suddenly suggested: "Grandpa is exhausted, why don't you let Xianzhi lead you to rest?"

When he got up early today, he saw his father return, and he had to return in a white shirt. The wind robe, outer shirt, and Lu Qi who went down the mountain with him did not come back.At that time, he wanted to go up to greet his father and king, but Gu Qi looked tired, so he hid himself, pretending he hadn't seen him.But his father is the king of a country after all, when he was having dinner at noon, someone from the palace heard that Emperor Zuo had just rested, and someone came to report that Prime Minister Liang came to the palace.

Xian Zhi frowned, knowing that the meaning of grandpa's visit to the palace was to invite his father to return to Chongque.Everything in Chongque is good, but in Xianzhi's eyes, it is not as good as this palace or the Yunqi Garden at home.

Zhao Zuo then raised his eyebrows and responded, "My son knows the etiquette, but I have neglected it." Then he signaled the eunuch and Xianzhi to lead the way.

Xianzhi got up, as if he heard his father let out a long sigh of relief, he couldn't help turning his head, seeing the tiredness between Zhao Zuo's brows, and nodding his head with his father.There are too many secrets between him and his father, no words are needed.He won't say it, and neither will his father.For example, about this palace, or about this hall, or...about that person named Xie Wuling.

Xianzhi was taught by Xie Wuling since he was a child, and his temper and temperament are as exquisite as Xie Wuling's. What Xie Wuling didn't teach Lu Qi, he taught him everything in Yunqi Garden. When he told him about his future Fufeng, He has traveled to great rivers and mountains; told him about the local conditions and customs of the Fortress or the water town, and also led him to drink tea in Fufeng poor people, and taught him etiquette and poetry.

At that time, he still felt that Xie Wuling taught him too much every day, which was too much for him to accept.Unexpectedly, all of this was because Xie Wuling expected that he would leave, and it was the kind of departure that separated Yin and Yang.And he knew the reason. He watched his father-in-law bring Lu Qi back to Chongque, and he felt a thousand kinds of panic in his heart.Before Lu Qi's birthday banquet, he knelt down in front of his father and kowtowed non-stop, but only got his father's silence for a while.He was at a loss, he was hesitant, he even knelt down in front of his mother, he thought that maybe the mother would say something for Xie Xiang, and the ending would be different.

But his mother warned him an old saying earnestly: "A companion is like a tiger." He huddled in his mother's arms, waiting for the result of his guess.

He always felt that he should hate this person in the Chongque Great Hall, but he had to swallow this hatred alive, and acted like a loving father and a filial son with the person in front of him.Because what Xie Wuling taught him was just like this - "Life has thousands of faces".If you want to survive in this abyss, you have to let yourself have a thousand masks, wear a few costumes for yourself, sing a long play, and sing until the clouds open. Understand other people's minds.

But now the hatred that should have been hidden in his heart, which grew stronger and stronger over time, slowly wavered in his heart.He saw the birthday eyebrows prepared in various halls in Chongque's bedroom, saw the right phase hanging in the official book, saw this palace, and also saw a letter hidden by his father in the bedroom. Of course, this letter belonged to him. I ran into it by accident.

Looking at the various souvenirs of Xie Wuling by the person in power, he had a thousand doubts in his heart, but he still couldn't solve this kind of ignorance.

"Go." Zhao Zuo set his pen, and spoke enviously in a slow voice, like a loving father.

As soon as Zhao Zuo's voice fell, he saw a eunuch rushing into the hall, saying that it was a woman cooking birthday eyebrows at the foot of the mountain, and she came to cook a pot of birthday eyebrows for the emperor.

Zhao Zuo knew that she had brought the news about Lu Qi and Xie Ling, and the tired look on his brows disappeared a bit, and his eyes lit up a little, but he had to pretend to be natural: "Let her leave the tea, night It's getting deep, send some people to take her back."

It's just that Zhao Zuo is not the only one who is interested in her in this hall.

Liang Xiang's daughter is the mother of the current emperor's eldest son and the master of the harem.His Liang clan was supposed to be the only relative in Fufeng City, but because of the criminal letter left by Xie Wuling five years ago, half of his muscles and bones were taken away.He, Liang Ce, wanted to send another daughter from his family to the emperor, but who knew that Emperor Zuo decided to set the spring in the second year and resumed the imperial examination, but he never opened the gate of the harem.The oracle is: "Be considerate of the heart of the empress, and wish to set up a harem for the empress", but in these years he has never set foot in the harem, so that the prince in the palace has only two sons born by Long Qian at that time, Xianzhi, Guanzhi and Wang Luqi with a different surname.

Liang Ce stopped his steps to leave, and added: "I heard the Empress mentioned that the woman who cooks tea in the palace is the most sacred heart. Now that the woman is here, I wonder if I have the chance to ask the Holy One for a cup?"

When Xianzhi was young, he would always watch Xie Wuling scrawling his grandfather's name on a piece of paper, holding a vermilion pen, scratching it out with one stroke, crumpling the Wujin paper into a ball, and throwing it away.Now that he gradually understands the truth, he realizes that it was his grandfather who caused Prime Minister Xie the most headache at that time.It was only when he followed his father and practiced as a director, and was able to glimpse a corner of the emperor's power, that he understood the reason for this.

He stood silently in the dark, watching his father nod his approval, and asked someone to lead the woman into the palace.

Unexpectedly, when the woman entered the palace, she didn't salute or make tea, but said bluntly as if there was no one else around: "Mr. Congshan, Xie Ling..."

As soon as she mentioned this taboo, the speaker had no intention of it, but the listener had a heart, the man in the hall retorted sharply: "In this hall, you can no longer mention the name of a courtier."

"Holy Majesty, calm down," Zhao Zuo's serious look scared Sui Zhu seriously, Liang Ce became more interested when he heard his words, so he defended him aloud.This Xie Wuling is like a fishbone to Liang Ce.

In Fufeng City, before the new emperor came to the throne, he asked about the romantic figures, and when he thanked Wuling for being first-class, he handed over many dudes and made many poor officials.If it wasn't for the rumors that he acted ruthlessly afterwards, and he did absurd things on his own, there is no way out, I am afraid that the word "Ning" would never be able to touch Xie Wuling's head.And half of the Liang family's crimes were acquired by Xie Wuling when he was having fun with them. Liang Ce didn't know how much the bastards in his family had confided, until Xie Wuling was bestowed dead, he Liang Ce finally felt relieved.However, things are always unpredictable in this world, everyone searched for Xie Wuling's body but they couldn't find it, then the fishbone returned to his throat, which made him startled.

He continued: "Xianshan is originally the hometown of Xie Ning. It is understandable for this lady to blurt out her name. Why doesn't Your Majesty listen to her?"

Prime Minister Liang's eyes are like falcons staring at food, staring at Suizhu closely, he wants to know more, what makes this Emperor Zuo come to this palace every year?

Suizhu, who originally wanted to thank him for his help, couldn't help feeling timid when she saw his eyes.

"He...he," Suizhu stammered, she was so panicked by being stared at, she forgot what she was thinking.

"You, don't you want to cook birthday eyebrows?" Xianzhi looked at his grandfather's dark eyes in the dark, and then pretended to speak innocently, diverting the topic, "You cook a cup first, grandpa came from Fufeng , The dusty traveler, you should comfort him. The father still has a book that has not yet been approved. If you finish cooking earlier, we can leave earlier, so that the father can go to bed earlier."

"It's still the love of Xian, and it's really carved out of the same mold as your mother." Liang Xiang saw Xian's innocent face, and while answering, he gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, "If that's the case, then the minister will taste it. One cup, let's go."

"Alright, let someone prepare the tea set." Zhao Zuo was still holding the ink pen, and he didn't pay attention to every word he mentioned in his deflected words.

Suizhu started to boil tea in a daze, Xianzhi made a curious look, leaned closer, and said softly: "Don't be afraid. Keep your voice down and cook slowly to get a good result."

Xianzhi still remembers that in the Yunqi Garden, there was also a young man in Qingshan who said the same words to him.Only at that time, the situation was much more tense than the current situation, but the man still had the attitude of sitting and watching Yunqi, with his palms overturned, he pulled Xianzhi under his own shade. Human life-saving grace.

Naturally, Suizhu is not like Xianzhi at that time, she has such exquisite thoughts, she can't understand the deep meaning of these words, she just thinks that this young man is comforting herself.She calmed down a bit according to her words, and handed a cup of tea that Jing Xianzhi had cooked to Xiang Liang.

After Liang Xiang drank, he didn't mean to criticize, because he knew that there was only one person in Fufeng who liked this tea, and his name was Xie Wuling.Now the people in the palace and his own grandson handed this cup of tea in front of him, no matter whether it is a threat or a threat, he feels that this tea is the most astringent taste in the world.He drank the tea in a hurry, turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves. Seeing him leave, Zhao Zuo ordered the eunuch on duty outside the hall to hold the lamp for him.

After seeing off Prime Minister Liang, Zhao Zuo said seriously, "What did you want to say just now?"

Xian Zhi originally thought that his father's first words were to ask him, the Master of the Mausoleum of Xin, to leave first, but unexpectedly, he asked the woman.Xianzhi was naturally happy that his father didn't avoid him about Xie Wuling anymore, he stepped forward to pour himself a cup of Shoumei tea, and took a sip with his head bowed.

Suizhu has always known Zhao Zuo's identity, but Zhao Zuo had told Suizhu that she would treat Xie Ling as she would treat him.So he even omitted the etiquette, but he didn't expect Zhao Zuo's face just now, so he bowed his head and saluted, and then said bluntly: "Xie Ling, he knelt in front of the tomb for a day. You..."

"Xie Ling..." Xianzhi read a sentence silently, he raised his head, and was facing Zhao Zuo's gloomy eyes, he could only look back, pretending that he hadn't looked up.

"Ah."

"Your Majesty, don't you want to go and have a look?" Seeing his indifferent attitude, Suizhu's heart was agitated, and the person who came to tell her to stay home this morning seemed to have disappeared.Obviously, everything this Congshan Langjun did was sincere in her eyes.But at this time, not only did his sincerity disappear, but his tone was no longer as concerned as before. On the contrary, he calmed down and showed an indifferent attitude.

Suizhu was a little angry, so that she didn't notice that Zhao Zuo's hand paused slightly, and Zhu Pi's pen lost its stability at that moment. Of course, she didn't notice Xianzhi behind him, holding the lamp tightly. tight.

Zhao Zuo glanced at Zhezi, but felt upset, so he simply closed Zhezi.Liang Ce is on the top of this mountain, I don't know if there is his eyeliner at the bottom of the mountain, the current self can't leave the palace, otherwise if he goes ahead, his father-in-law Liang Ce will follow behind.Then, all the foreshadowing and efforts made in the past five years will be in vain.

So he pretended to be indifferent and said: "It's late at night, Xianzhi, you take Suizhu to find a small restaurant to settle down."

Hearing his name being called, Xianzhi stepped forward with his hands behind his back uncharacteristically. He raised his eyes and said, "I also have a question. If the father returns to me, I will lead this aunt away."

"You say." Zhao Zuo was a little hesitant in his heart. He always had a bad premonition, and even his voice to answer Xianzhi lacked confidence.

"Is Xie Ling someone I know?"

The lanterns were burning silently in the night, but the hall fell into silence when Xianzhi asked this question, making the people standing in the hall a little at a loss.

After a long time, Zhao Zuo raised his eyes to meet Shang Xianzhi's, and replied, "Yes or no, what's the difference?"

"If so, why didn't the father go?"

"You only have one question, now you should go." Zhao Zuo turned his eyes away and also put aside his words, he turned his head and said to the eunuch who had been following him all the time: "My father-in-law is holding the lamp for Lord Xinling. "

But Xianzhi can't be relentless, he is Xie Wuling's student, but he is also Zhao Zuo's heir, and he is also a master.If he wanted to get to a high position, in the past he was not strong enough to keep Xie Wuling alive, but now he is still not capable enough to confront his father in this hall.He quickly retreated to the outside of the hall with some resentment.

Zhao Zuo looked at the child who left in anger, but he was calmer than before, perhaps because he was used to it.

He picked up the sandalwood box at hand, and opened two old strings, which seemed to be quite old. His fingers touched the two strings, but there was a curve at the corner of his mouth, which was the smile that once made Xiang Xie obsessed.With a chuckle, his eyes overflowed with tenderness: "You, there are still so many people thinking about you after you leave. If they knew that you were alive, wouldn't they..."

Don't you want to rob you with me?

The autumn moon hangs high in the sky tonight, and the three people walking together under the moon have different thoughts.

Xianzhi and the father-in-law walked in front of Suizhu, Xianzhi knew that the father-in-law had been with the father for a long time and was his confidant, the father entrusted him with such entrustment because he was afraid that others would look down on the woman who made tea in the mountains, but he also compared Others were even more puzzled.

The father-in-law seemed to be thinking when he saw that the pace of the people around him slowed down.Then he sighed and asked: "Master Xinling, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"You said."

"The old slave met an immortal outside the palace. He once said, 'There are always clouds covering your eyes, and you don't know what you see in your eyes, but they are all true'."

"What you see with your eyes is not true, but what you hear with your ears." Knowing that there was something in his words, Xian Zhi followed the words obediently.

"As the ancients said, what you hear is not what you hear."

"This……"

"Mausoleum Master Xin doesn't need to worry about this answer. This old slave has another question."

"You... ask."

"In the eyes of Lord Xinling, who is the late Xie Xiang? The historian criticized him as a 'sycophant', but in your eyes, he is a 'sycophant' minister?" The eunuch talked to him while turning his eyes Move to the woman behind him.Seeing that the woman listened to this question seriously, he had to breathe a sigh of relief.

"You... shouldn't say that about the teacher. In my heart, he has merits and demerits."

"What is the merit, what is too much?"

"It's because of the peace in this half life, more than... he is ruthless, he made a person in this mountain into a human pig, he..." But Xianzhi suddenly couldn't continue, Xie Wuling's merits, in the eyes of the world, are only half a sentence , but when it comes to counting his faults, everyone loves to talk about them, and the terms and conditions are very detailed. Over the past few years, he can repeat everything he has heard from the people.

"No, that's not the case." The woman standing behind Xian, who didn't say a word, refuted him.

The moonlight enters the court, everything is silent, and after a long separation, the love, hatred and embarrassment on this Xianshan Mountain are once again narrated.