Ning Gu

The forest flowers withered in spring, and a pair of blue spring shirts entered the apricot forest. They were red, fat, green and thin.

"It's here." Xiao Nu pointed to the coffin next to the forest hut, looking back, he could see the bright red all over the garden and the only bit of green in the red.

The breeze that was still in the forest lifted the man's green clothes, the man raised his head when he heard the sound, and as the light passed by, Xiao Nu's eyes looked straight.

It seems that he has spent all the blessings in this life, strayed into the fairyland in the storybook, and saw the living fairy, this is probably the most beautiful scene he has ever seen in his life.This is indeed the case, after all, Xie Ling has never seen him again since today.

Xie Ling stopped, raised his eyes and smiled, as gentle as ever.

"You go back, the Holy Majesty is waiting for you." Xie Ling raised his brows, said, and then ordered, "By the way, please cook a green conch for me and send it to me. Fufeng's longevity is incomparable. In my place, let him make do with it, and cook it with him next time."

It wasn't until Xie Ling finished giving orders that he understood the reason why many of Juheng's servants still respected him even though he was notorious.

This kind of person who has acquired the character of the Qingshan Mountain is enviable in every gesture and demeanor. Moreover, he has not gained the airs of a superior person, and he is more smokey than an immortal, even the master behind him can't compare.

Xiaonu didn't know what Biluo meant, so he said "no trouble" in his heart, and then he left with a promise on his face.

Only the person lying on the bluestone behind the house in the forest eavesdropped on this, and suppressed a laugh.

Xie Ling probably didn't hear the laughter, and walked straight to the coffin, looking at the person inside with his eyes closed, there seemed to be a smile hidden in the corner of the person's mouth, as if he was satisfied.

"After that year, it's really a difference."

Xie Ling stretched out his hand to caress the cloud-patterned silver dagger beside his pillow, but suddenly frowned.He was attached to the coffin and did not move for a long time.

Others looked as if he was indulging in his old friend, but when he got closer, he could see the sweat on the back of his neck.Those clueless memories have been haunting him since he woke up, causing him to feel restless.But he opened his eyes and saw that Zhao Zuo's brows were tightened. He was afraid that Zhao Zuo would destroy the garden if he said something, so he kept swallowing his irritability.

Standing here now, I don't know if it was because of Sang Luo or because Lu Qi lost it just now, his head suddenly felt like a needle prick, and he retracted the hand that was holding the coffin and grasped the coffin tightly. He braced himself up, but the cold sweat couldn't stop breaking out.

I don't know how long it took, two or three Yujing flower petals fell on Xie Ling's shoulders, and he raised his hand to brush them away.The hand froze again suddenly, picked up the remaining petal of the shoulder, as before, wanted to hide it under the lapel, but hesitated for a while, finally lost the petal.Perhaps after such an age, there is less thought of dressing up.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised his head and looked around the forest, his peach blossom eyes were slightly squinted, and he seemed to see birds in the forest jumping happily on the branches.

It was just fortunate that there were birds in the forest chirping to call Xie Ling back from the dire straits.

Xie Ling was about to recover, and the person lying on the bluestone almost fell asleep from the dappled sunlight passing through the forest.

Xie Ling's steps towards the back of the house to get the wine woke him up from his closed eyes, the light and heavy steps at that time, to the ears of that person, it was as if he was a terminally ill person.But he seemed to be used to it, just frowned, and only sat up after Xie Ling took the altar to remove the wine seal.

"Xiaoling'er, if I don't follow the doctor's advice, no matter how clever I am, it won't help."

Xie Ling hadn't noticed that there were other people beside a tired wine jar just now, he paused his hands when he heard the sound, retracted them shyly under Qi Zhisheng's gaze, and then clapped his hands nonchalantly, as if he had never had a headache before He pretended to greet with a relaxed expression, "Mr. Qi, what a coincidence. You also came to Fufeng?"

"Mr. Xie Xiao, what a coincidence." Qi Zhisheng took a look at the tired look in his brows and eyes, and glanced at the corner of his mouth, thinking that he was still sick, got up, walked over the wine jar, and walked towards him, "Nian You told me before that you don’t want to leave the Zhaoxing place, but after two or three months, you changed your mind and got involved with an old illness, will Mr. Xiao go smoothly this time?”

"Man is not as good as God." Xie Ling waved his hands hastily.He knew in his heart that Zhao Zuo must have invited him here, otherwise this person probably would not have set foot in Fufeng.

But whether it was Zhao Zuo's affection or his Qi Zhisheng's intention, Xie Ling couldn't brush it off.Xie Ling's eyebrows brightened, and he showed a little flattery: "It's not going well, it's not going well, Huangquan is too cold, it's better in the world."

After speaking, he looked away. He and Qi Zhisheng have been friends for more than twenty years, and he could guess that Qi Zhisheng must be full of anger now if he closed his eyes.

Xie Ling made up his mind, glanced at the altar of wine that had just been unsealed by himself, and said, "Can you drink wine?"

He licked the corner of his mouth again, with an itchy expression on his face, if it was Zhao Zuo, he would probably agree, but this Qi Zhisheng, he is a soft and hard thing.

Qi Zhisheng glanced at him: "You still want to drink?"

Xie Ling pouted, nodded, and saw Qi Zhisheng took the jar of wine, drank a couple of sips in front of him, and said, "Sure, I'll help you eat."

This time, Xie Ling was hardened, he gave Qi Zhisheng a sideways glance, and swallowed the swearing that came out of his mouth when Qi Zhisheng was tough.

Qi Zhisheng was originally a wandering doctor from Jianghu, with an unrestrained temper, Xie Ling also followed him in front of him, mostly unrestrained.When it's good, it's just kneeling until dawn; when it's not good, it's common to see each other and hate each other.

Over time, Xie Ling got used to it.But get used to it, this Qi Zhisheng is really annoying, Xie Ling just wants to drive him back to Yangzhou.Especially after Qi Zhisheng took two sips of wine.

"Xiao Ling'er, I didn't say that Zhao Congshan is any good." Qi Zhisheng stretched out his hand, and began to argue with Xie Ling, saying one thing and pulling away a finger, "You can be Xianzhi's master, and Xianzhi's person is fine." Well, forget it; you still taught that little bastard named Guanzhi your painting skills, does that little bastard know what this means? I said, he's far worse than Xuancheng, and he can't afford you Zhaoxing."

"I……"

"Don't tell me, I haven't finished yet." Qi Zhisheng continued to babble, "You also help Zhao's family to raise that little bastard Lu Qi, what does that little bastard know, you will be annoying when you faint, tears will flow If it weren't for envy, I think he would cry you to death."

"Well, I was too used to him so I don't blame him." Xie Ling looked down at his sleeve robe, his brows and eyes drooping, adding to his sleepy look.

Qi Zhisheng accepted his words, and said: "It's not his fault, but Zhao Congshan's. Would you go to Binzhou without him? Xiao Ling'er, I don't have many close friends, and a temple friend like you is even more so. only one."

Xie Ling raised his eyes when he heard the words, and saw that Qi Zhisheng's face was stained with blush, if Xie Ling hadn't known that drinking alcohol would put his face on his face, he would have thought that the wine was really intoxicating.

"No wonder he." Xie Ling stretched out his hand to ask for wine from Qi Zhisheng's arms, and Qi Zhisheng pampered him like he was out of his wits.As soon as he asked for it, he gave him the wine jar in his arms.

Xie Ling raised his head to raise the wine jar, and took a big sip: "That year I went to see Emperor Hui, and Emperor Hui placed me in the old pavilion after I fainted. Yuan Bao and Xianzhi will find a way to come Take a look at me and talk to me about my son. You know my temper at that time..."

"Well, I can't bear being alone." Qi Zhisheng smiled, Xie Wuling was young at that time, and he liked to be lively the most, probably because he had been with Miaofa for a long time.Kuang also asked Zhao Zuoyi to stay with him for more than a month, so he naturally became more squeamish.

Later, I didn't know how to change my temper, and I was always much calmer than before.Qi Zhisheng had never asked, but thinking about it, he had something to do with Fufeng City.

"I don't remember how long I lived there. Except for medicine, books and the occasional Yuan Bao, there was nothing left. At that time, I was thinking about it, and my life was muddled. It's a pity that Emperor Hui put so much thought into it." Xie Ling's gaze It was a little weak, and the voice was a little bit lower.

The wine I just drank was a bit strong, and it burned my throat a bit.Xie Ling cleared his throat and said again: "Forget it, Emperor Hui summoned me one day and asked me to play a game of chess with him. He said that if he wins the game, he will be called back to Beijing as I asked. Yes."

"Then if you lose, you are going to Binzhou?"

"I didn't say it at the time. I was so arrogant, so I didn't know I would lose. He didn't make it clear about the rules of losing, and I didn't care about it, so I forgot to ask." It is indeed too ignorant. Later, when I lost, Emperor Hui asked me again what I said that day in the courtyard of the Changming Palace..."

The yellow tiles are covered with white snow, and the eyes are white.

"Now can I tell the widow that you are Mr. Xie Xiao, or Mr. Xie Xiao from Zhaoxing?"

When Xie Wuling was bored these days, he also thought about this question.Liang Zhen handed in the answer sheet before him, and the long note was dictated to him by Yuan Bao, roughly because Liang Zhen entered Zhao Xiu's mansion after his love, but his family refused to allow him, so he broke off the relationship.There were only a few hundred words, but she defended them with her life. After all, she was the daughter of the Liang family.And Xie Wuling...

A blanket of wind covered his green shirt, but it didn't cover something.

He looked at the person sitting opposite him and said calmly. "Half-lived Zhao Xingke, I should still be Zhao Xing's little gentleman."

"Then Zhao Xing lost this round."

Xie Wuling heard this, but his heart tightened.

Any child would be like this, wanting to protect the people around him, wanting to earn glory to return home, wanting to have all the beautiful things in the world, wanting to embrace both fish and bear's paws, children like Xie Wuling are the same.

But in front of Emperor Hui, he once again had a bad nose.

He was thinking about how to forcefully reverse what he had just said.Zhaoxing is a place where Fufeng counselors regard it as a trapped tiger, although they dare not set foot there, they can't help but feel envious.

At that time, Xie Wuling thought that Xie Wuling could lose to Emperor Hui, but Zhaoxing should not lose.

He stubbornly held this thought in his heart and dared not speak for a long time.But someone answered his words, that person's calm voice made Xie Wuling's eyes bright, but the content of the words made Xie Wuling extremely annoyed.

"That's right, Zhaoxing lost." The abbot of Zhaoxing appeared here.

"Master." Xie Wuling stood up, seeing the abbot beckoning to him, he turned around and bowed to Emperor Hui, then went to his master and supported his master, but the cold injury on his knees had not healed, so he knelt down again After a while, the movement of getting up and walking made him a little awkward, which made the abbot frown.

"You are here." Emperor Hui said.

"If you don't come again, I'm sorry that you gave the guards of the Chongque Que accommodating orders." The abbot seemed to have no intention of reminiscing with Emperor Hui in front of others, so he put his hands together, made a Buddha ceremony, and ordered in front of Emperor Hui, "Ping Injured knee? Then go to rest."

Xie Wuling raised his head and saw that Emperor Hui hadn't stopped him, so he followed the eunuch and left the palace.

"After that, I was taken back to the old pavilion. I don't know what Master and Emperor Hui talked about. I didn't see Master until late at night. Master looked haggard, so I knelt in front of him and confessed."

"How could Xie Cheng punish you? I heard from my father that Xie Cheng loves you the most." Qi Zhisheng continued.

"That's right, if I didn't want to, the one who came to Fufeng would have been the little novice monk who was by my brother's side. But I still came." Xie Ling smiled wryly, and the voice in his mind became clearer in those days .

It seemed to be his master's voice - "Stay loyal in troubled times, and be a sycophant in prosperous times."

"Yes, that's what Master said when he held me in his arms. He and his senior brother knew about it a long time ago. That's why they didn't want me to enter Fufeng, so they let me travel with those uncles around rivers and mountains, far away from temples." Thank you Ling bowed his head to meet Qi Zhisheng's gaze, and shook his head. He himself didn't know why tears suddenly filled his eyes, and there was sorrow in his eyes, "So how can you blame him? It's Zhaoxing's life. my life."

Fufeng has three generations of kings who have worked hard to govern. The natural sea and rivers in the territory are clean, and the way of civil servants is even more respected. In the time of Emperor Hui, the prosperity of the world came as it should.

This "prosperity is a sycophant" is naturally the fate of Zhao Xingren who entered Fufeng... Rao Xie Wuling came here for the little selfishness in his heart, but he couldn't help being trapped by the word "Zhaoxing" for half his life.

"Why are there so many lives? I saved so many of your lives." Speaking of saving lives, Qi Zhisheng seemed to think of something, jumped up, grabbed the wine jar in his hand, and said, "You If you drink again, I will ask Zhao Congshan to treat you."

"He didn't dare." Xie Ling didn't take it seriously, and replied with a determined face, Qi Zhisheng was so angry that he wanted to grab him by the lapel and pull him to beat him up, but who knew that this person's next words were even more irritating, " This wine has been aged for 13 years, you just borrowed a jar, remember to return it before Xianzhi returns."

"Return! Returning the three altars is interesting enough. I will ask someone to bring it to you when I go to the northwest some other day."

Xie Ling raised his hand as if nothing had happened, pulled his wide sleeves and wiped away the uncontained tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, and distracted himself, thinking that Qi Zhisheng was going to return the wine in his wine cellar, so he uttered the same voice as before He laughed and said: "You wandering doctor, return my things to me? You deserve to be called a "female thief"! I can tell you that the owner of the wine cellar is lying there." He He raised his hand and pointed to the coffin.

"Who said it belonged to you? If you are happy, you have a wine cellar in the northwest, but if you are not happy, I will buy some property?"

"Then Mr. Qi's additions to this family are still a bit generous."

"That's not right, I've lost half of my life there."

Xie Ling glanced at Qi Zhisheng inexplicably, Qi Zhisheng didn't refute, Xie Ling got closer, smacked his lips and said, "Hu Ji?"

"No, a friend, don't ask." Qi Zhisheng raised his hand and slapped Xie Ling, and took his wrist to feel the pulse.

Xie Ling was under his control. After all, he just had a headache and drank alcohol. If something happened later, Qi Zhisheng would definitely not be able to bear Zhao Zuo's anger.

He raised his eyes to look at Qi Zhisheng, saw that the blush on his face had faded, and he also sighed in his heart. The drunkenness just now was somewhat true or false, and both of them knew it well, but they just took this opportunity to talk. .

Qi Zhisheng was afraid that he would hold it in for a long time, and he did hold it in for a long time, but he didn't want to talk to Zhao Zuo about these things.

Seeing that the pulse was the same, Qi Zhisheng withdrew his hand, met Xie Ling's gaze, and Xie Ling continued: "It's okay not to ask, but where have you been these two days? Sleeping soundly on the bluestone in the forest all day?"

When Xie Ling asked such a question, even if Qi Zhisheng really dared to nod his head, he was afraid that no one would dare to believe it.

"Are you asking what you want to ask?" Qi Zhisheng tapped his wrist, then raised his hand and tapped his forehead.

Obviously, the two of them are no longer teenagers, but such actions have become a habit: "Don't have these thoughts again, how many times have I told you, if you want to reincarnate early, I won't bother to save you next time. What, Mr. Xie Xiao?"

"Senior brother is gone, Qi'er is also lost, Xianzhi must be at a loss, even if Yuan Bao reminds him, he may not be able to...Xianzhi is still too young, he can't bear this burden. I can't think about it." ..." After hearing his complaint, Xie Ling explained a few words and said nothing, but Qi Zhisheng could always hear the helplessness in his words.

Qi Zhisheng was still defeated in the end, and he turned the conversation back: "I went to see a friend, he just came to Fufeng, and invited him to have a cup of tea. By the way, you also know him, his name is Lu Weiming. Lu Qi's uncle , if you want, I can..."

Xie Ling tilted his head and thought about it, but to no avail.On the contrary, Qi Zhisheng seemed to know more than him, and after talking about his relationship with Lu Weiming, he suddenly realized.

"Tell him the news. After all, my nephew will always take care of me." Xie Ling turned his eyes to the coffin that was in sight, and said leisurely, "This game started too early. Who is so impatient? ?”

In the apricot forest, with the sound of Xie Ling falling, it fell into silence, but in the pavilions outside the corridors, it was not like this.

"Your Majesty, City Master Xuan, and everyone... have brought them all."

"There is still one person short, wait a little longer." Zhao Zuo waited for Gong'e to take away the qin on the qin case before placing the booklet in her hand on the qin case.