White Feather Huaisha

From the mainland to the sea, it is midsummer everywhere.

The bottom of the mountain is covered with emerald green, and further up, it is golden earth and rocks.The stubborn stones are turned into stalagmites and stone towers by the wind, and the shadow of a six-foot-high tree can easily be pulled out by the setting sun.

The two white and clean children seemed not afraid of peeling in the sun, squatting in the stone forest under the setting sun, which was more poisonous than the crest of a crane.The one dressed in red and willow green asked, "What is this writing?"

The other one was dressed even more strangely, wearing a hat like melon rind on his head, and stuck his squinted eyes on the stone for a long time to recognize, "I can't see clearly. Chu... Qieyun... Emperor Zhou..."

The flowers are red and the willows are green, "You know 'Di'? We haven't learned this yet."

Guapi was annoyed, "You are illiterate from your ancestors, right?"

The children ran away dragging their noses while fighting, and Su Yu finally climbed to the top of the mountain out of breath.

The high sky is extremely clear and far away, and the dandelions are swept up by the breeze, flying away like flying clouds.

The stone cluster was rough and uneven by the wind, and the short rock was especially inconspicuous, and it was still covered with moss, which must have been dug out recently.

But it does have words on it.

Su Yu bent down.He has always had good hearing and eyesight, but now his vision was strangely blurred, and he couldn't see clearly.

The child said a few words, "Chu", "Qieyun", "Zhoudi".

He knew "Qieyun", but which Zhou emperor was "Zhou Di"?

He stretched out his hand, trying to push away the old ash that might not exist on the surface of the stone.

Half way through his hand, Su Yu suddenly noticed that something seemed wrong.

The air is scorching hot, as if the weeds were scorched.

This is the taste of Wild Fox Ridge.In midsummer, the sun is scorching on Yehu Ridge, and the dry grass is as if it has been dried by wildfire, and it smells like burning charcoal.

So it's a dream.

The organs in Su Yu's chest suddenly skipped a beat, and he quickly reached out to touch the stone——

Dandelions, yellow stone slabs, high blue sky, flowing clouds in the sky, and the untouchable Liangzhou Dajing Jinling... The surrounding scenery suddenly collapsed, shrinking into a black spot the size of a sesame seed.

He opened his eyes, and the black night in front of him was brand new and strange, as if Pangu had opened the world for the first time.

——Dragon Snake Shadow——

The hot summer in Weidu is full of heat waves, the night sky is filled with rain, and grasshoppers cry and weep.

The little emperor Wu Jue, who had just ascended the throne for a year and a half, climbed off the dragon bed, climbed onto the footstool, tugged at a man's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Guard Li."

Li Shiwei's ears are not bad, but he always yelled in vain. It took him a long time to realize that he was calling himself, clutching his chest, and turned around in a daze. He was half awake immediately, and stuttered, "Little... Your Majesty ?”

Wu Jue was only seven years old. He was locked up by the regent since he was a child. He was much more innocent than ordinary children. He didn't care about Li Shiwei's clumsy tongue at the moment.

He stretched out his small soft hand, as if he wanted to touch the shallow and slender scar on Li Shiwei's jaw, he stretched halfway, and then retracted it solemnly.

The little emperor put his hands behind his back, and said in a soft voice: "It's not a gentleman's work to disturb people's dreams at midnight. But I have a matter that I'm troubled by, and I don't know if Guard Li has leisure time..."

Wu Jue didn't know that he was so verbose that it was annoying, so he continued to talk about it all the way, and finally came to the vernacular, "I don't know if Guard Li received the badge? The badge for escorting me to Jiuhuiling to worship the heavens."

It has been a year and a half since the war started, Beiji iron cavalry drove straight into the territory of Dazhou, took the two prefectures of Longqing and Qingzhou as their own, excavated ore there to smelt weapons, and transported them to the battlefield in the south; A tall building of the ancestral temple was built on the ground, and the little emperor was waiting for the little emperor to lead his subjects to sacrifice to the heavens to show the prestige of the country.

There was no moonlight in the dark and hot night, Beiji Imperial Palace was orderly and solemn, and there was only one ever-burning lamp dancing in Mingguang Palace, and the silver-white hair of the little emperor was illuminated with an almost magical light.

According to folklore, the former emperor Wu Wei was locked up by the regent with gray hair all over his head—although this is not the case, but it is unnecessary to pursue further investigation after death; but Wu Wei’s only son, Wu Wei, is indeed born white hair.

Taking advantage of the favorable location and the convenience of soldiers and horses, most of the dignitaries' mansions in Beiji raised some beautiful women from Loulan, Qiuci, and even Daqin. Coupled with the corruption of the royal family, seven or eight out of ten of the newly born dignitaries had a little " non-my race" heterogeneity.

For example, Wu Wei’s white hair, Wu Wei’s skin is said to be whiter than snow, and Wu Xing, the regent, indeed has two golden eyes, like a snake, which seems to be able to condense into a light-eating black eyeball under the sun. Wire.

Guard Li stared at the little emperor's hair, shook his head, and spoke in an extremely clear and gentle voice, "The general has never received any badges, Your Majesty. The general heard that the candidate was selected by lottery, for the sake of your majesty's safety. "

Wu Jue had never heard of the literary saying "Shengjia Wuyu", and he didn't know where Li Shiwei found out the new term.Li Shiwei came from Jiuhuiling in the south, that place is next to Dazhou, where there are many people who read sage books, and the folk customs are elegant, so Li Shiwei's conversation is different from other people, naturally there is a sense of coquettishness, isn't it? Those people in the Beiji Dynasty who racked their brains to pretend to be saints, but were always delusional and nonsensical were comparable.

Guard Li is also good-looking, although there is a scar on his chin, but it is very shallow, if it weren't for the mysterious angle of the lights, Wu Yi would not be able to spot it, let alone others.

He looked at Li Shiwei's overly handsome and slightly pale face, and said slowly: "But I want Li Shiwei to accompany me."

Last month, Wu Jue pissed off the Prince Regent, and Wu Xing was furious. He chopped off all the guards in Mingguang Palace, and replaced them with a bunch of leek soldiers, waiting for the next time he got angry.

Li Yue is one of the new leeks newly transferred to the Mingguang Palace as guards.

But Li Yue is not like the other guards who walk on thin ice with trepidation. He always looks a little lazy and careless. He looks very relaxed, like a big lazy cat basking in the sun.

Wu Yi knew that everyone in the world was afraid of death, and the people around him were even more afraid of death. He had never seen such a person in his life, so he liked him.

Li Yue yawned and sat up, "What does His Majesty mean?"

Wu Jue's cat-like eyes didn't blink for a second, and even a little bit of self-satisfaction flashed, "I have a plan, one life for one card. Let's kill a person and just take his waist card."

Li Yue also looked at him intently, not seeing the tension and pain of murder on the face of the white-haired little emperor, as if killing a person was as easy as eating a cup of red bean soup.

This is normal, family history.

Although Wu Wei, the first emperor of Beiji, was manipulated all his life, he was also a talent who could kill all dissidents in order to seize power.

In the winter of a year and a half ago, Wu Wei spread an invisible net across the country, trying to wash away Wu Wei's ubiquitous control in one go.

And Wu Xing is a talent among talents, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to report illness in the mansion for three full months, when Wu Wei finally felt that everything was ready, and the only thing left to do was to kill the regent—in one day for the army They poured out the country and invaded the Great Zhou in the south, almost emptying out the barracks in Beijige Prefecture, even including the Weidu Camp.

The emperor, who had been emptied for many years, knew nothing about military tactics. When he threw the military talisman and raised the golden sword to the regent himself, the first good news came from Mingguang Palace: the army went south to the Zhou Dynasty and captured Longzhou and Liangzhou. Besieged, Yehuling's first-line defense was easily broken.

What Wu Wei thought at that time, the living have no way of knowing, only one thing is clear: the emperor wants to force the palace, but there are no soldiers to use.

The frequent news of success easily pushed the people's victorious emotions to the peak, and the cronies of the important officials scattered all over the country were eaten away by him for three months, and no one would call him "Your Majesty, my emperor" again.

It is said that Wu Wei was cut open by Wu Xing in front of his youngest son in Mingguang Palace. How old was Wu Wei at that time?Five and a half years old?

He doesn't take human life seriously, it's normal for him to treat killing as a game.

Li Yue habitually touched the long scar on his chin, and it took him a long time before he said, "Okay. Your Majesty has someone to choose?"

Wu Jue nodded, stretched out his little white finger, and said "shh", "Shut up, come with me."

He pulled Guard Li to the front of the palace gate, stepped one leg out of the threshold, stepped back, stood up straight like a small pine tree, and gestured: "Father is here."

What he meant was "this is where the father was killed", but he didn't go there, so he insisted on telling it as a ghost story.

He probably felt quite proud of having seen a murder, and he had to emphasize it to Guard Li every time he went out.

Wu Yi himself forgets what he said in a blink of an eye, so everyone is used to being so scary every time. Only Li Yue is the best cheater when he is absent-minded, and he is taken aback every time.

He had a headache and wiped the cold sweat from his brow, "Your Majesty, watch out for your feet."

Only then did Wu Jue go out, leading him along the way.

The child is upright, but he has low legs and short legs, and walks like a short-legged puppy moving on the road.Li Shiwei was tall and had long legs, so he had to bend down a little.If you wear a large calico, you will look like a docile young and beautiful nurse-except that the breasts are a bit small.

Guard Li was in a daze as he walked, Wu Jue stopped and called "Guard Li" several times, but he didn't realize that he was calling himself.

It wasn't until Wu Jue tugged at his sleeve in dissatisfaction that he said "Ah", "It's here?"

Wu Jue pointed to a guard under the eaves, who was dozing off while standing with his sword in his arms, "This is the man. He gave me medicine for the emperor's uncle, he is a bad guy."

As soon as this remark came out, Li Yue's saber was half out, then retracted, and raised his hand to touch his nose.

Wu Jue raised his head vigorously, "Guard Li, why didn't you kill him?"

Li Yue said: "The regent's confidant, do I dare to touch? I still want to go home alive to find a wife. You don't know, Your Majesty, the wife of the last general's family is very good-looking, but unfortunately her bones are so brittle that she will fall down if she blows her. .Your Majesty, cut it open and have a look," he stroked his chest and abdomen, "there's nothing else in it, it's all about worrying."

"So, even if the regent is dead, the last general cannot die. Therefore, this person must not be killed."

Wu Jue was in a hurry, because of the scarce childish nature in his body, for a moment, he almost wanted to hug Li Yue's waist and throw a tantrum.

The little emperor abruptly hid his hands in his sleeves, and asked solemnly but softly: "Then what should I do? Tomorrow I will go to Jiuhui Ridge. The journey is long and complicated. Uncle Huang will definitely lock me up and take medicine. What would I do without you? What would I do if you don’t have a badge?"

The little emperor is quite difficult to fool.

Li Yue sighed, and had no choice but to take out a bag of things from his waist, "... Let him have diarrhea tomorrow, and I'll just do it by selling favors."

The imperial family of Beiji vassalized Dazhou's elegance, while the regent's taste was outstanding and elegant. Wu Yi was forced to listen to Fengya and learn elegance since he was a child, and he was an old and naive young gentleman.At this time, the childish gentleman blinked his eyes, and asked with a straight voice and without shame, "La-xi? What is it?"

Li Yue explained, "Reporting to Your Majesty, it is called diarrhea if you want to relieve yourself after you have relieved yourself.

It turned out that the reason why Li Shiwei was confident when he was a leek soldier in Mingguang Palace was because he was a bit crooked, and there were at least one hundred and eight packets of medicine powder stuffed in his narrow belt, which made people blush and heartbeat. Everything is available, even if you really want to lose your head, if you spill a pack of medicine powder, everything will be fine.

Wu Jue reacted for a long time, and finally his eyes sparkled. After looking at the package of divine medicine powder in his hand for a long time, he finally couldn't help standing on tiptoe and flipping over his belt, "My God, is creation so miraculous? ? Guard Li, what treasure do you have?"

Li Yue took a step back clutching his waist, "No more! Your Majesty, this is a medicine, so don't touch it casually. If someone sees it, you will lose your head."

It was only then that Wu Jue realized that he seemed a little short-sighted, and quickly imitated the regent's appearance and turned his back, pretending to clear his throat, "Li Weiwei, see you tomorrow."

Li Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to worry again.

Even if Wu Hao refused to let him go, he would think of a way - it was just that he didn't expect that the little emperor would actually pester him, which would be a big headache.

That being the case, when we arrived at Jiuhui Ridge...then what?

Weidu is obviously so far to the north, but it is hot and sweaty at night, and there are tingling and itching in the chest, which is really suffering.He simply lay down on the porch with his sword in his arms, imitating his example, put his right leg ankle on his left knee, counted the clouds in the sky, and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

After another half hour, he raised his right hand, the palm with particularly deep palm lines facing the sky, and the long and thin fingers closed together and separated again.

The sky was cloudy, and there was not a ray of moonlight leaking through the fingers.

This is not Jinling.

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I know what you are going to ask!Even if you beat Xie Huai to death, I wouldn't say anything!