Ning Gu

Lingjian Guanli is located in the suburbs, with the end of spring and summer, there is still a pleasant breeze, but Xianzhi has no intention of enjoying it, and his back is constantly sweating.

The letter was in his hand, and he was holding it tightly, his eyes seemed to look into the paper, and burn the hole out of the paper.

Not to blame Xianzhi for being so nervous, but because the letter was an unnamed letter.The paper used is a small embossed paper that is common in the capital, with beautiful fonts on it, which is very similar to the font Guan Zhi showed them not long ago.

Yuan Bao's gaze stayed on the paper, and he remembered the fourteen words in his heart.

Xia Huasheng on the branch road of Xianshan Mountain, and bones of bones floating by the Wuding River.

A few strokes shocked the two people who watched and believed.Knowing Lu Qi's life experience, there are not many people in the entire Chongque, let alone the entire Fufeng City.

But the "Wuding Riverside" just means something, and what it points to is probably Lu Qi's life experience.Of course not only Xianzhi has such a premonition, but also Yuan Bao's face is not optimistic.

Chang Le took two steps and asked the little nun: "Who sent it?"

"Brother Zhou from the outside."

"Brother Zhou?" Xian Zhi heard the sound and cast his gaze over.

"It's Brother Shihuang's dead man. It's not Brother Huang who is looking for him, so he won't appear in front of my eyes." Yuan Bao's words dispelled the idea of ​​envy, and turned around to glance at the flower picture drawn on the back of the paper. , then stretched out his hand, and asked Xian Zhi for the letter in his hand, "The person who can let Brother Zhou deliver the letter on his behalf should also be the one who can rest assured in Xuan Cheng or Zhao Xing."

While talking, Yuan Bao turned the paper over and saw the two or three strokes of the flower picture on the back, which he felt familiar with.She hurried into the house, took the brocade bag from the wooden box under the incense burner, and took the embossed note from the bag.Afterwards, the pictures drawn on the flower paper were superimposed, and they matched completely.

Xian Zhi followed Yuan Bao into the house, seeing her standing in front of the incense burner, not moving for a long time, he took a step behind her, and cast his gaze over her shoulder.

"This..." Xianzhi said, and Yuan Bao trembled in fright, and couldn't hold the embossed note in his hand.The paper drifted slowly to the ground, but the two people in front of the incense burner didn't dare to pick it up.

Xianzhi had a guess in his mind, the things that could be pressed under the incense burner, and the thoughts that could make his aunt's memory so deep that he needed to be overshadowed by Taoism, probably looked at the entire Fufeng City, and there was only one person.

Yuan Bao came back to his senses, squatted down first, and picked up the two flower notes: "This crabapple was brought by the emperor for Xie Xiang. He and the emperor sent this flower to wake me up. .For so many years, I have kept it here, just trying to wake it up.”

Yuan Baotan pursed her mouth lightly, and gave a wry smile. She subconsciously excused Xuancheng, and couldn't help leading the crabapple flower picture to Xie Wuling.

"It doesn't matter," Xian Zhi's words of consolation were blocked by Yuan Bao before he could utter them, "It's over after all, it's just that the flowers... are exactly the same."

The Linglong in Yuan Bao's heart is naturally impossible for Xian Zhi to guess.But there is also a firm ground in the heart of envy, which cannot be changed by others in a few words.

Xianzhi raised his eyes to look at the statue of Laojun behind the censer, bit his lips, and said firmly, "It can't be Master. Lu Qi grew up with Master, and Master won't be so cruel."

As he said this, his voice gradually became weaker, and Xianzhi didn't know whether he was speaking to his Aunt Changle or to himself.

With trembling hands, Xianzhi put the paper back into his cuffs, not seeing what he did.He wiped his face with his hands again, let out a long breath of panic in his heart, pretended to be calm and said leisurely: "Auntie, the secret of that painting. Time is running out. When Xianshan Xia Huasheng was born, there will be people outside Juheng Garden A temple fair, this year's date is the day after tomorrow, if it really comes out like his bones, I'm afraid I..."

Xianzhi's eyes turned red suddenly, and was watched by Yuan Bao. Yuan Bao put his hand on his shoulder, squeezed it lightly, and said vigilantly: "Xinling, Qi'er can't be your rebel. You... "There shouldn't be a future... But Yuan Bao didn't say anything about it.

"He won't be Xinling's rebel."

At that moment, there was a sharp light in Xianzhi's eyes, very much like Zhao Zuo on the Chongque seat, with an inhuman and lonely appearance, which made Yuan Bao feel pain in his heart.

Xianzhi punched his sleeves quietly, and then quietly accepted his fate in his heart.But Lu Qi is his weakness.I don't know when the love was born, but when he came back to his senses, it had already taken root in the depths. He had no choice but to repeat his master's mistakes, and let himself sink into the mud.

If it turns out that Xianzhi can feel that he is clearer than his father, but now he wants to be confused, and even more wants to deny that controlling Lu Qi is fatal.

The fingertips poked into the palm, bringing a bit of clarity with force.The redness in Xianzhi's eyes faded away, and he said coldly, "Auntie, let me tell you, I am the Empress Zhaoxing and the Lord of Xinling, I remember."

"Xie Xiang said at the beginning that if you come to ask about the painting, or bring someone to ask about the painting, start from the family banquet when he returns, and talk about it until I come to pray, if you are still the child at the beginning , together with the memories of those days, you can always understand what he means, and only you will understand."

"So what's important is those things and me, I'm here, so now it's time to put together what happened in those days?"

"Maybe. Maybe there are some things he only said to you, but some things were ignored because you were young, so let me tell you and let you remember."

"Okay. I'll think about it." Xianzhi shook his head, forced himself to put all his thoughts down, and said after a long time, "That day... and then at the lunch banquet, Master gave me the garden in the main hall of Yunqi , Father invited me to serve tea and bowed to the master to pay homage to the master. At that time, the master only smiled and did not give any instructions. When the banquet was over, he did not talk to the master again."

"After nightfall, I tossed and turned on the couch, so excited that I couldn't fall asleep. Because the garden was big and there were few slaves, there were few people to take care of it. I wandered around and went to Master's Fatan small courtyard. There were still lights and candles in the house. I wanted to open the door to disturb Master, but I didn't expect to hear Father's voice, so I... lay on the door outside and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two of them.

A lamp is like a bean, and the sandalwood cutting is quiet, but the sound of insects is heard.

Xie Wuling sat in front of the book case, picked up a pen and wrote the characters that Xianzhi was going to copy in the morning, and took a blue book from the shelf, and asked Zhao Zuo, "What do you guys learn at Xianzhi's age?"

"Four Books and Five Classics." Zhao Zuo raised his hand and asked him for the blue book in his hand.Seeing the title of the book, he frowned, "History?"

"Yeah. He has already learned those classics, but his temper is too soft and he lacks strength of character. Therefore, he is not too rigid in his words." Xie Wuling clicked his lips twice, took out a large character from his friend from his hand, and twisted it. A corner of rice paper was shown to Zhao Zuo. "Shi Keguan can learn from people's hearts. He told me a few days ago that he likes to read it, so I found two books for him to read at leisure."

"The pen is sharp, if it is a copy, it should be praised." Zhao Zuo glanced at his son's calligraphy that Xie Wuling showed him, and commented solemnly.

"But he said, he wrote it." Xie Wuling shrugged, "I learned from others, but lost my own soul."

Zhao Zuo moved closer and said after a long time, "It's my fault."

"That's right, it was your fault, so if you want to restore his character now, you must first make an appointment with Cong Shanlang. I'm indulging here, but Cong Shanlang can't be indulging like today. Yes. He was afraid of you in the first place, and you are the only one to sing about this black face."

"When did I indulge?" Zhao Zuo asked inexplicably because of Xie Wuling's sudden words.

I ignored for a while that there was something wrong with Xie Wuling's words, but of course Xie Wuling didn't notice it, so he said with temper: "When? Before today's banquet, he came to you with a handful of ice cream, but you still gave him a good face at the banquet ?" Xie Wuling put down the pen in his hand, deliberately annoyed, "A loving father has many failures."

"He came to look for me before the banquet, and I heard what Yuan Bao said later. Maybe Yuan Bao hid something for him." Zhao Zuo just made an excuse, and then heard Xie Wuling's last words, and replied helplessly, " In truth, isn't Mister also a 'loving father'?"

"But I should have no children in this life to let me down." Xie Wuling raised his eyes, and heard Zhao Zuo's ambiguous words in his ears, and there was also ambiguity in his brows and eyes, full of affection, together with the dim light, Qi swayed into Zhao Zuo's eyes.

Zhao Zuo withdrew his gaze, and suddenly realized that something was wrong just now, for a moment he felt Xie Wuling standing in Liang Zhuo's position.If it is Liang Zhuo, how can he talk to him about how to educate him?Zhao Zuo couldn't answer, after all, he and Liang Zhuo only had the connection of Xianzhi.

Zhao Zuo coughed lightly twice, and said solemnly: "Sir, it's better not to make such jokes. When you grow old in the future, you must have someone under Cheng Huan's knee."

Xie Wuling didn't want to talk about his future with Zhao Zuo, and he didn't dare to put the feelings in his heart on the table.He also narrowed his gaze and acted hastily.

"Let's talk about the future. But today, I don't know if Cong Shanlang will pass it on for me?"

"Hmm. Begonia is still painted in the kit?" Zhao Zuo asked indifferently.

Xie Wuling put the pen into the brush washer, cleaned up the table, and said: "Since Cong Shanlang has seen the note, why bother to ask me?"

"I didn't see it, but because you are a 'loving father', I guessed it." Zhao Zuo got up, and put the big character of Xianzhi into his sleeve under Xie Wuling's eyes.

"Then don't you want to praise Cong Shanlang for his cleverness?"

"Since it is the gentleman's kindness, I will accept it from the mountain." Zhao Zuo smiled at the corner of his mouth and joked.

Xie Wuling raised his hand and pushed Zhao Zuo, but because of his sullen expression, he teased: "I don't know how much has changed from Shanlang to Yashan? Are you eloquent?"

"I don't know that Mr. Xiao has changed so much. He was originally in the clouds, but now he is in this garden?"

Now Xie Wuling smiled, and murmured in a low voice: "I want to be in the clouds, but I'm afraid you don't want to look up. Wouldn't you lose me in your eyes?"

Xie Wuling sighed helplessly, not knowing how much Zhao Zuo had heard, changed the topic and said: "It's late at night, I will sleep here from Shanlang, I will go to the ear room to make a living for the night, and I will go tomorrow to ask Jiumu to clean up Come out from the second gallery."

Zhao Zuo nodded to him, saw him open the door and called him again: "Oh, by the way, I heard Xianzhi say that you are going to take him out tomorrow?"

"Well. I will return to the garden before nightfall. Then you come to the garden again? It's too early, it's boring."

Zhao Zuo didn't say good or bad, Xie Wuling stepped out of the house and closed the door.

Xianzhi didn't know when he left, Xie Wuling and Yuehua from the first courtyard were left as disciples in the small courtyard.Xie Wuling stood under the moon for a long time, suddenly felt that the moonlight was too moving tonight, which made him restless.

It is the same round of moon, but it is not the night at that time.

Zhao Zuo sat in Changming of the Chongque, listening to the report from the guard with the embroidered hanju on his lapel.

"News came from Guzang, saying that the second young master of the Ye family had received the letter and sent a group of soldiers from Liangzhou to Guzang to pick him up. The master said that he heard that the northwest has been unstable recently, and he might be involved. Then call the subordinates to come down to the branch."

Zhao Zuo tapped his fingers on the table, and the sound echoed in the hall, making people tremble.

"Whose letter can I find?"

"The people in Liangzhou... said that they were ordered by the former master not to look into Ye's family affairs, so no one went to check the letter, but the postman said it was sent by Xianshan. The master calculated the time..."

"Before Master Huixuan was killed?" Zhao Zuo interrupted the person who reported, and cast his eyes down, his eyes gradually darkened.

"Let your master go and investigate Mr. Qi." Seeing the servant nodding his head, Zhao Zuo warned again, "Don't use Zhaoxing's power on this matter, just in case..."

The author has something to say: Yesterday... forgot to update... In this case... next time, I will move it to a later day, hehehe?