White Feather Huaisha

———Emperor——

Xie Huai has a soft and low-pitched voice, but he has never talked about human affairs since he was a child.The emperor remembered the first time he got up to check his homework, opened a book of disciples, and saw eight-legged bastards all over it.

The boy in rich clothes and rich food also said convincingly: "What kind of relatives have sickness medicine first taste the mourning for three years and often swallow it with sorrow. The dead are like living, are the medicines taken indiscriminately? Why pretend to be ghosts when you are dead? See it They're all false sages and nonsense! Than bastards walking sideways, more than crabs and thieves..."

Before he could finish speaking, the emperor took the feather duster and slapped it on his palm.At that time, he had been on the throne for a few years, and he had filled his head with "Wu Keping chaotic writing is capable of governing the country", so he looked down on Xie Huai's enthusiasm for not studying.

Empress Gu is already in poor health, and her temper is even worse.She watched him beat Xie Huai coldly and said nothing.

But a few days ago, the emperor read Xie Huai's letter "Hu Ben needs to come" many times, and felt that although it was a bit short and the ending was too hasty to reveal the sincerity, it was all well written, and it seemed that it was okay if he didn't follow the rules of his disciples. .

Mostly because he doesn't pay much attention to the rules, he is an outlier who has been stared at, and he has preferred those like him for the first half of his life.Empress Gu and Yuan Ye all sneered at the so-called great scholars of poetry and etiquette. They were by his side like an iron wall that cut off the wind and separated the noisy mountains and seas for him.

More than 20 years of vicissitudes have passed, and the vigor and complacency of the year have been bumped into obstacles one after another and turned into self-confidence.And Xie Huai is still young, so he thinks he can escape the vulgarity.

Xie Huai in front of him lowered his eyebrows, he looked like a beautiful and stubborn adult, with long eyebrows, phoenix eyes, high nose and thin lips, his handsome and heroic features were exactly the same as Queen Gu's, especially suitable for indifferent emotions.When he doesn't make any expression like this, he is truly disdainful and defiant.

Because he is like Queen Gu, he is willing to help Xie Huai again.After spending half of his life, the father and son's hearts have all turned into ignorance and helplessness, and this is the only soft heart he has for Xie Huai.

The emperor sank into the chair, took a breath like a blown bellows, and moved his fingers tremblingly at Yang Ke.

Yang Ke spread out a piece of paper, on which were densely packed names of people.

Xie Huai looked down indifferently and knew what was going on.Xie Luan still couldn't beat the king's tricks, let alone the emperor's stupidity, and couldn't save his elder brother who was playing tricks.

The emperor coughed, "Stamp the seal, and someone will hand it in for you. The Huben army can gather out of the city tonight."

Then what?The people on this paper have all become rebellious officials and rebellious sons, and their blood has become ink pads. If you seal his edict of exile, he will be the second to thank you.

Xie Huai didn't care about the lives of the soldiers, but their innocence was another matter.

Yang Ke set up a printing pad next to him, Xie Huai ignored it, picked up the list with his straight index finger and middle finger, took a closer look, his gaze passed through the number of mediocre names, and then he closed the paper neatly, folded it in half Once, it was torn in half, and then in half again.

Amid the sudden panting of the emperor, Xie Huai let go of his hands, and those black and white soft fragments fell a few inches, and were picked up by the winter wind again, and turned out of the tower in a circle.

The emperor leaned over suddenly, grabbed his front with a palm, and said urgently: "You! Don't think that you can cover the sky with one hand!"

Xie Huai knelt motionless, and only raised the corners of his lips to smile, "...Father's heaven, I don't even want to cover it up."

This is the truth.

There was fierceness in those old silver-gray eyes, but gradually a trace of confusion remained.

The emperor shook his chest with his hand, and asked again: "...where are things?"

Xie Huai didn't make a sound.

The emperor stamped his feet anxiously, and asked, "Where is the thing your mother begged for you?"

Xie Huai was born in a lot of disasters, and that year he had just entered Jinling, and he had already become a powerful force.The imperial physician came to the palace, he evasively said for a while, that the womb was poisoned, the bones were weak, and he would not live long.Empress Gu is such a tough person, she was so anxious that she shed tears for the first time.

Ordinarily, during the confinement period, she could not shed tears or see the wind, but the emperor ignored the nonsense and took her out of the city secretly with a horse.

In Qixia Temple, there was a lot of incense, and there were so many dignitaries and dignitaries, so it was inevitable that there would be too many people, so he ran to Changning Temple—the ruined temple of the previous dynasty was full of old monks, and no one could recognize them.

She was young and healthy at that time, because she had just given birth to a child, her face was only a little pale, and she knelt down firmly in front of the Buddha stupa, clasped her hands together, and made a wish for no one.

When they went to ask for the talisman, the two of them were dumbfounded—Old Xie was used to being in a high position, and he didn't know what money looked like for a long time.

Seeing that Empress Gu was about to cry again, he pulled his face down and said that the great monk had seen too many liars, but he was entangled enough, so he finally gave him a piece of rough-carved white jade ghost for nothing.

Empress Gu washed her face, bent down and hung up the jade ghost that the Buddha gave away for free to the child.This child is very talented, and he has learned to frown before he even opened his eyes.Old Xie leaned against the door, interrupting while gnawing on the duck leg: "I want it too."

She rolled her eyes and pointed to the grimace on the jade face, "You don't know how to take money, you are this ghost."

The old emperor asked again: "Where did you go?"

Xie Huai said in a cracked and hoarse voice, "It's none of Father's business."

As soon as Yang Ke supported his arm, the emperor borrowed his strength and sat back tremblingly, and suddenly raised his hand to cover his face.

Not long after that, Li Jungui brought his little daughter in.With that charming and soft girl town house, he frowns for a few years, and then he lives in the palace, followed by more than 20 years of disintegration.

He felt for a moment that he was a vulgar villain, but it was quickly erased by his high spirits.However, Xie Huai's existence reminded him all the time.The child frowned slightly, his face full of disdain and indifference.This has been the case since childhood.

Every time he sees Xie Huai's face that resembles his mother, two words come to his mind: Despicable.

Xie Huai knelt straight, staring at a certain place in the sky.

After a long while, the emperor lowered his hands, his expression was the same, "If you can't get down from the tower, you can decide for yourself. Even if you don't want your life, there are others who want it. You, Jinling is still Jinling."

There is no weak Longqing Second Army, and there is also the Huben Army in the city as its name suggests, no matter how bad it is, there is also the Gaotang Army led by Yuan Jingzhi following his father's will.The Xie family is used to this situation, so there is no lack of support for a battle, what is lacking is only a moment of delay.

The fame and fame accumulated by the Longqing Second Army with their lives is only "a moment and a half".

Xie Huai let out a "hmm" and didn't move.

The emperor patted the armrest, "Old Yang."

Only then did Yang Ke realize that he was in a trance, and hurried forward, half-dragged and half-dragged him up, let him half lean on his body, and walked a few steps away.

The floor on the top of the tower was so small that it was almost cramped. The old emperor suddenly remembered something, turned back, took out a thumb-sized glass bottle from his sleeve, bent down with great effort, and stuffed it into Xie Huailiang's icy hands.

Not knowing what it was, Xie Huai looked down.

The emperor straightened up with difficulty, "Your mother can't walk well...it's better this way, it doesn't hurt."

Xie Huai raised his head suddenly, staring into the emperor's eyes for the first time in several years, and suddenly remembered that on the day Empress Gu died, the emperor was vaguely listening to a person's whisper on the tower.

... The man had white beard and hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes. He searched his memory and thought that the man's face was blurred, but it should be Lin Zhou.

The emperor has known since then.

Xie Huai was born with poisonous blood. In the early years, he thought that he was born short of breath. Today, the slight toxicity has finally inevitably revealed its clues.

He made that decision for his mother back then, but he didn't regret it.But if you put it on your own head, the situation will be very different if your selfishness is a little bit troublesome.

He wanted to establish a career for all eternity, he wanted to leave endless benevolence to Da Zhou, and he wanted to give that young man a little longer love.He still has something to do, so he is reluctant to learn to die, even if he is embarrassed, he has to keep his eyes open until the last moment.

So Xie Huai kept it a secret - he knew it well, needless to say, but for Su Yu, he felt that there was no need to add trouble to others, he was hiding it from the emperor.He ran around, spreading the Huben army across the whole territory, gathering the Gaotang army for the Yuan family, and humbly speculating about the reform of the Sacred Heart in the two states of Longqing and Qingzhou, wanting him to hand over the throne to him with confidence and let him splash it. Open a picture-perfect country, but——

As a king, he can see the sea from a distance, and the mountains and rivers can be broken with his eyes, but he can't see the ruthless ambition under his feet.

Because he knew about it, the throne could be given to Xie Jiang, Xie Luan, or even Xie Xi, but not to him.A gain in the world is not easy, but a loss is only in one thought.If it is not entrusted to a person, it will be another catastrophe, and it will be a failure of a lifetime of hard work.

Not giving it to Xie Huai is not necessarily because of his own loathing, but because "he can't do it".

At a certain moment, Xie Huai fell into an ice cave, and the cold air penetrated through the cracks in his bones.He looked away almost blankly, and then gripped the medicine bottle tightly.

The emperor squinted his eyes and looked outside again. Yang Ke stuffed the long sword into Xie Huai's arms and said, "It's snowing, Your Majesty, let's go back quickly."

After going down a few stairs, the emperor became confused again, "Why should we go back? Where's the boss?"

Yang Ke said in a low voice: "...His Royal Highness is going to the Martial Arts Field to practice archery."

The emperor let out an "oh" and continued walking.The chaotic footsteps were chaotic and stopped again.

Passing through the long stairway in the tower, the old and weak voice floated up: "I can't remember it for a long time, I always wanted to ask you... What is the name of my queen?"

Yang Ke coughed, "The queen's name is Li..."

The emperor got angry and interrupted him hastily: "My queen's surname is Gu! Gu!"

Yang Ke pleaded: "Let's go quickly, you forgot, the little Highness is still waiting for His Majesty to have dinner together..."

A gust of wind blew in quickly, and the oscillating sound of the wind roared at the top of the tower, covering the sound below.Xie Huai stood up leaning on the long sword, and sat down in the chair with a sword.At this moment, a torn piece of paper was blown back. Coincidentally, the piece of paper "slapped" on his face.

Xie Huai slowly raised his hand, peeled off the piece of paper, and brought it close to his eyes, trying to see which blind ghost was haunting him.

——I didn’t see clearly.

He knew that there was a strong winter wind outside the tower, he knew that there were screams of fighting under the tower, and he also knew that the air in the tower was stagnant, and it should be full of the warm smell of stale wood...but it didn't.

Vision is sometimes blurred and sometimes clear, the five senses are sometimes sharp and sometimes dull, not only that, even the memory is sometimes very good and sometimes very poor.It was as if a string to perceive the outside world had been cut in his brain. The five senses were neither burning nor frozen, but a strange feeling of "non-existence", as if this body was not his own.

Maybe the emperor really did nothing wrong, he seems to be a half-dead little stammer now.