Ning Gu

"Little Mister." A man who looked like a monk was brought to Xie Wuling.

"Yeah." Xie Wuling did not raise his head, one hand focused on drawing the picture of red qiong full branches on the table, and after lighting a branch of apricot, he raised his head and said, "You say."

"Master Guzang and General Peeping Fish rushed over overnight. Later, when Hu Thief attacked the city, he and General Fuzhou outside the city built a momentum of reinforcements with thousands of troops on the three mountains outside Guzang City. They also took the opportunity to burn Seeing this situation, the old general Ye in the city also sent troops to respond, and in this way, the thief was forced to retreat. Later, General Fuzhou and General Peeping Fish chased the thief into the Hudi before returning."

"Master Guzang, are you okay?" Xie Wuling put his pen away, as if he was afraid that he would destroy the painting after hearing the bad news, and then he continued to ask after walking a few steps away from the case, "Little Wangsun, are you okay?" Are you okay?"

"According to the news from the righteous man there, Lord Guzang should have suffered some minor injuries." The monk continued without changing his expression, and Xie Wuling who heard the words was obviously relieved, "Little Wangsun heard that Lord Guzang is coming, I must go out of the city with Old General Ye to meet people. Halfway through, I met someone who was not yet dead. Although most of them were blocked by Mr. Shen, there were still one or two that were intercepted by General Ye in the confusion. But ..."

Xie Wuling's heart that was just about to rest assured was raised by this person again, and the other hand hidden under the sleeve tightly grasped the amulet that Zhao Zuo had wrapped around his wrist for a few times but was still hanging down.

"Little Wangsun hid in Mr. Shen's arms. Although he didn't suffer any physical pain, he seemed to have been quite frightened. It is said that he still didn't recover until the news spread."

Xie Wuling was silent for a long while before calming down the unceasing ups and downs in his heart.Xianzhi has been by his side for more than a year, and the others have not learned it, but he has learned ten percent of this kindness, and it is more difficult to be kind to others than Shen Chang, so I think it will be uncomfortable for a while.

Xie Wuling's hand holding the amulet also tightened and then loosened, loosened and tightened.After a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Master Shen..."

The monk understood, clasped his hands together and said "crime", and then continued: "Master Shen was unable to dodge a hidden arrow in time, and another accident happened suddenly. Neither the righteous man nor the hidden guard had time to make a move. The arrow was piercing through the heart. Thinking about it now should……"

Xie Wuling raised his head and let out a long sigh, the lip balm could hardly cover his increasingly pale lips, he pressed his lips together tightly.I always feel that my heart is being pinched by something, and it hurts.

He thought, maybe he hasn't gotten used to it yet, he hasn't got used to being a sly one for this prosperous age.

There was an unbearable sadness in his eyes, and he tightened the amulet in his hand.

On the other side, there was also a person who had packed up an identical amulet just like him.

After returning from outside the city of Guzang that day, the man sat in the general's mansion in a daze, leaning on an unknown sandstone, unable to recover for a long time.

He still remembered the man who helped him tie the extra horse under the old tree outside the city, he still remembered the man who took his father out to teach him how to use a sword when his father was teaching him how to ride, he still remembered What the man told him about his father when he was young.

He also remembered the man who held Hu Thief in his arms and brought him down from Dongshan when Hu Thief attacked the city.

He even remembered that when he climbed on the horse happily and said that he was going to meet his father, the man who didn't even put on the silver armor followed him and patted his shoulder, and went to meet Zhao Zuo with him proudly.

I even remember... those few arrows flew through the air, and after someone shouted "be careful", before he could react, his vision went dark in an instant, and someone pulled him under his wind robe, He raised his sword flower and blocked a few arrows for him, but suddenly, he let out a muffled groan.And he was in that person's arms, he could not see anything, but he seemed to see everything, that stab in the back, the sword flower that the person was pulling did not guard against it, and it took the person's life in an instant.

He turned around and looked up, looking at the blood slithering from the corner of the man's mouth, at the man's furrowed brows, and at the man named Shen Changxie, lying on his shoulder weakly.He was afraid that the man would fall off the horse if he tottered, so he hugged the man tightly and listened to the man say a few words.

Those were the last few words of his life.

He doesn't remember what happened after that, how he received it from his father, how he got back to the General's Mansion, and where he is now.

He leaned blankly against the stone behind him until his father walked in.

"Zhao Xianzhi."

Zhao Zuo sat beside him, with his tall body turned slightly, shielding him from the wind blowing from the vent, and seemed to be able to shield him from the sound of arrows blowing from outside the city wall.

He heard the sound and raised his head in a daze, as if he was looking for something, but his eyes didn't see anything at all, but naturally retracted into Zhao Zuo's arms, like a child who fell down and finally came to ask him what to do He was stunned for a while without saying a word.

Zhao Zuo raised his hand to touch the back of his head, and squeezed the back of his neck like Xie Wuling comforting him.Such an intimate action made his tears suddenly have no place to stay, and all flowed out of his eyes, together with his sadness and guilt, welling up together.

Zhao Zuo pulled him into his arms, patted him on the back lightly, and accompanied and comforted him in a way that was not very clever.This was probably the first time he had treated his son like this.He also thought that this would be the last time, but it was a pity that God failed to fulfill his wishes.

Xianzhi finally got tired in his arms, whimpered a few times, and fell asleep.

Only then did he take out the amulet from his arms. The amulet was a piece of red cloth with some unrecognizable Tuhuoluo script painted on it. It didn't look like something from the Tian family, but Zhao Zuo was unusually baby it.

He wrapped the red string on the amulet around Xianzhi's wrist a few times, Xianzhi is still small, and his wrist is much thinner than that of an adult like Xie Wuling.Zhao Zuo finally tied the red rope firmly, and then carried Xianzhi back to the couch in the house.

As soon as Xianzhi was put back on the couch, his eyes opened and he only stared at Zhao Zuo.Zhao Zuo kissed him between the eyebrows, grabbed his wrist, showed him the amulet on his hand, and said softly: "Given it by your master." Zhao Zuo paused, then put Xie Wuling in his ear that day. While talking, I listened enviously, "If you miss him, hold on to this amulet, he can feel it."

Zhao Zuo laughed as soon as he said that, he still remembered that he also pressed Xie Wuling's ear at that time, and replied softly: "Me too."

Xianzhi nodded obediently when he heard the words, and clenched the amulet that fell on his palm.Zhao Zuo sat on his bedside, coaxed him for a while, watched him fall asleep, and then left the room to find General Ye to deal with the aftermath.

The good news of Gu Zang's retreat from the enemy was passed on to the capital after Ye Fuzhou and Ye Qiaoyu returned, but something went wrong halfway, and it was suppressed for a while, and finally signed with Princess Qi and King Xiaohan. Fufeng City entered together with the good news of the tribute agreement.

As for Shen Changxie, as Xie Wuling estimated, he is not just an Accord flier.He knew it as early as when Jiebao entered Gyeonggi-do.At the same time, I also learned of a piece of bad news that came with the good news.

After he heard the bad news that didn't make it to the news, the romantic gentleman on the Accord in Moli, Fireworks Lane, announced that he would close the door to welcome guests within three days.

This incident caused an uproar in Fufeng City, Yage has always had the custom of not thanking guests even on New Year's Eve.Even when Shen Changyu was seriously ill, he would meet any guest who came to him to discuss scriptures.

So this "Yage closed the door to thank guests" immediately became a strange story, and spread among the literati and poets in Fufeng. Of course, this strange story also spread to Juheng Garden within a few hours.

At that time, Xie Wuling was still painting the picture of the red jade, so he was still repeating his daily work, collecting invitations to Xie Wuling from outside the garden one by one, and placing them in front of Xie Wuling.

After a while, he brought the new birthday eyebrows sent by the eunuchs in the master's mansion of Guzang to ask Xie Wuling what to do with them.

"Mo is kept in the library, and will be used to entertain guests in a few days."

"Yes," he never asked Xie Wuling which guest he wanted to treat, he just answered, and said, "Young master Guanzhi asked if you still want to go to Master Guzang's mansion to teach him how to paint today?"

The matter of teaching him to paint was a whim. At first it was because people from that Luzuo area invited him, so I thought he would not be too bad, but I just gave pointers when I met him; later it was Shen Changxie. Because of this, he deliberately went to the Guzang Mansion, using the pretext of teaching Guanzhi's painting skills, to wake him up and take a long rest.

"I won't go." Xie Wuling was thinking, while slowly drawing the pen to finish pointing the apricot blossoms.

He looked at it for a while, and inevitably remembered his experience in Yong Guogong, and laughed at himself: "I haven't painted it for a few years, and it seems that this flower really made him paint it to the bone."

As Xie Wuling said, he subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his shoulders. The old scabs were hidden under the green shirt, and he couldn't see anything, but Xie Wuling still felt a dull pain.

So he took a pen from Xie Wuling and put it in the pen holder, where the painting was left to dry.

After a while, I listened to his instructions and said dumbly: "I will take this painting to Shen Yun in a while, and let him find a buyer for me."

"I heard that Mr. Shen has closed the door to thank guests these few days."

"Thank you?" Xie Wuling put another painting brush into the brush washer and rinsed it casually, "Yes, the news should reach him. Then give it to him tomorrow, and he will accept it." Xie Wuling Yu Jimu listened casually, "The human heart of Fufeng should be the most complicated, but it is also the easiest to grasp."

Because they all have a surname in their hearts, once this thing is crowned, who will let themselves wander from east to west, north and south.Especially when it is linked to interests, there is nothing wrong with being involuntary.

He did not send the painting the next day according to Xie Wuling's order, but Shen Changxie took the painting as expected.According to the old rules, when the sound of the Geng Leak ceased, someone would bring the gold leaves.

It was just before dawn at that time, and I don't know if the owner of the Accord got up early, or stayed up all night selling paintings for Mr. Xie Xiao.

Jimu was obviously more willing to believe the latter, and even sighed in his heart that Mr. Shen treats people really well.

When Xi Wei showed his shadow, Xie Wuling got up, and immediately brought the bag containing the gold leaf to Xie Wuling, and asked Xie Wuling to put it on the tea table beside him.

Xie Wuling had a rare rest today and was sitting in this resting pavilion, concentrating on brewing the new tea brought by the Guzang Lord's mansion a few days ago.

He carefully controlled the fire, as if the first cup of tea had been cooked bitterly, as if it spoiled his mood today, he took it very seriously.He let the children around him go to work on their own, and then sent Jiumu to invite the viewer, saying that today he would teach him how to draw a new scroll.

So Mu and the children backed away, Xie Wuling paused for a while while mixing the tea, he put the teaspoon aside, and added another cup for himself.However, he was not in a hurry to drink, but looked at the leaves blown by the wind and was lost in thought.

Xie Wuling didn't come to his senses until Xiaotong brought the letter. Xiaotong handed the letter to Xie Wuling, saying it was from Zhao Zuo.

Xie Wuling frowned, opened the envelope, and from the line of sight, what he was talking about was trivial matters. The most interesting thing was that Yuanhua gave him the antlers of a mountain deer, and he was going to pick up his son.

The final inscription was written by Yu Juyan, and it seems that he sent it when he was still in Juyan.Letters from home were not as fast as Zhaoxing's people passing letters, so it took many days before they managed to get into Xie Wuling's hands.

Xie Wuling looked at the sharp handwriting, and still unconsciously smiled.It turned out that he received Xianzhi as he said.

But this tranquility didn't last long, Xie Wuling and others came with morning glory.

Yu Guanlang, who was dressed in white, pointed at Xie Wuling with a long sword.Xie Wuling was sitting on the desk dog, the sword was pressed on his shoulder, the sword body reflected the light of the morning sun, and it dazzled Xie Wuling's eyes.Xie Wuling stopped laughing and looked up at the person coming.

"Shen Ling, so early?"

Xie Wuling raised his head and was looking at Shen Changxie. Shen Changxie seldom wore white clothes. From this point of view, his white clothes looked more like he was wearing white for someone whose name was not mentioned in the newsletter.

The sword on Xie Wuling's shoulder approached his neck half a point, and Shen Changxie's gaze was still sharp.

Jimu and a group of hidden guards were outside the Xie Pavilion, but Shen Changxie had no time to take care of it, he was only interested in asking.

"What exactly does Mr. Xie Xiao mean?"

"Then what does Shen Yun mean?" Xie Wuling didn't rush back to him, glanced over his left shoulder, raised his right hand again, and gave Shen Changxie half a cup of tea, "I have prepared this tea for Shen Yun for a few days, try it? "

Xie Wuling saw that Shen Changxie glanced at the tea, his brows were obviously frowned, and Liu Kun looked not very interested, he opened his mouth to dispel Shen Changxie's doubts and said: "It's just a new birthday eyebrow."

Shoumei is Xie Wuling's cup of tea for guests, he always said something in front of Shen Changxie, so these words are undoubtedly to give Shen Changxie a break, probably because of the face of old acquaintances in Yangzhou in those years.

But Shen Changxie also knew that when he came to ask with his sword, the lights of the two of them in Yangzhou should have stopped.

In Fufeng, no kind of friendship can survive the word "human life".The only thing that can last forever is the symbiosis in front of me

Shen Changxie and Xie Wuling's eyes met, and they pulled away after a while.The look in Xie Wuling's eyes, and the sunlight that slanted into Xie Pavilion, always made him a little ashamed.

He's the one with an ulterior motive first.It must be counted from the time when Xie Wuling returned to Fufeng again, since then, the light between the two of them that was burning in Yangzhou should have a long rest.

Shen Changxie took Xie Wuling's cup of tea and sat opposite Xie Wuling.

"I have no intention, but I just want to ask Mr. Xie Xiao, Zhao Xing has people around Wang and Sun, so why not save him?"

"Then Pingzhi also has a question I want to ask Shen Yun." Xie Wuling's eyes turned to other places, and his face became colder, "Shen Lang, why did you build a bridge for Sangluo and Guanzhi while Pingzhi was not in Fufeng?"

Shen Changxie bowed his head and sipped his tea for a moment, then opened his eyes again and turned to Xie Wuling.

Xie Wuling continued nonchalantly: "Shen Yun thinks that Pingzhi won't care about the affairs of Lord Gu Zang's mansion, or is he afraid that after Pingzhi leaves, he will be deaf and blind here in Fufeng?"

"In the future, it's better for Shen Yun to bring back to Yage for such things, don't take people there, otherwise even Emperor Hui will not be able to help the Shen family."

Hearing about the Shen family, Shen Changxie put the teacup on the case, snorted coldly, and said:

"Hey, does Mr. Xie Xiao still want to help the Shen family?"

He Xie Wuling naturally didn't want to.But Zhao Congshan wanted to help Shen's family early in the morning.Xie Wuling couldn't change it.

Zhao Zuo told Xie Wuling how well Shen Changyu had treated him, and kept Shen Changyu by Xianzhi's side, all of which were telling Xie Wuling that he did not simply love Shen, but wanted to protect this family. Said they owe Shen Changyu a lot.

Xie Wuling didn't know if it was Shen Changyu's deliberate design, but he preferred that it was just his imagination.

But Xie Wuling didn't tell Shen Changxie what he said.He lowered his head and took a sip of his tea. He had to say that the time when people from Zhao Congshan's mansion delivered tea was always good.

"The ghost doctor will be waiting for you in Zhaoxing, the Shen family should produce another Shen Changyu." Xie Wuling said seriously.

"You..." Shen Chang hesitated to speak, he didn't dare to think about it.

"Liang Zhuo can have a second, why can't Shen Changyu have a second?" Xie Wuling said bluntly.

"But... how could Gu Zang hide it from everyone's eyes?"

"Cong Shanlang has his own way. Since he didn't mention Shen Changyu's matter in the news, he must have such thoughts." Xie Wuling paused and looked at Shen Changxi who was hesitant, his voice was cold, lacking the original familiarity , a little more unfamiliar, "Shen Ling should make a decision early, the good news will not last long in Gyeonggi-do."

After Xie Wuling finished speaking, he got up and left the resting pavilion, he heard that Guanzhi had been waiting for him for a long time, so he asked him to see off the guests, and went straight to the painting hall.

When I entered the painting hall, I didn't have time to look at it, I just took the paper and put it on the Xuan Xuan, and I hurriedly wrote the pen with a little ink to form four characters, and put it in the bag with the gold leaf.Let the boy find someone to send the things to Guzang for a while, and exchange for a few altars of fine wine left in the Guzang wine cellar

After giving the order, he beckoned and waited aside, Guan Zhi approached without daring to say anything, with a resigned face on Guan's face, Xie Wuling relaxed, and found an unimportant idle book from three rows of bookshelves for Guan Zhi , said in a low voice: "Just watch it later when you're bored?"

Guan Zhi waved his hands again and again, while saying unnecessary words, he walked into the book case and glanced at the rice paper on the case. The paper Xie Wuling picked up just now was soaked into the ink, and four characters could be vaguely distinguished—— "It's a crime to conceive a jade".

Xie Wuling followed Guan Zhi's gaze, and also saw the indistinct words on the rice paper, so he twitched the corner of his mouth behind Guan Zhi.

He raised his hand again to face Guan Zhi, splashed ink on the rice paper, took another pen and danced a few strokes on the ink.

But it seems that the ink has been sprinkled and soaked a lot, let alone Guanzhi can't understand this masterpiece, even Xie Wuling can't understand it.Fortunately, Guanzhi didn't ask much.

And nearly ten years later, Ye Jianyu heard Zhao Zuo talk about it again, when he received Xie Wuling's note in Guzang, he couldn't help being surprised and said:

"So we moved half of the wine cellar that year, but only a bag of gold leaves was hidden? Not this antler?"