Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

As time passed, it was already spring, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard were in full bloom.

Song Nanchu really had been lingering on the bed for half a month before he could go to court as usual, but, except for going to court, he never saw that person alone again.And he wasn't in the mood to see him anymore.

During this period, Xiumu's Shen Yuan came to visit, but he turned him away.Shen Yuan wasn't angry either, she stood foolishly at the door for a day and a night, holding a plum cake in her arms, making people who came and went laugh at him for no reason.

When this matter reached General Yi's ears again, he lost his temper naturally, but there was nothing he could do.

The next day was bright, Shen Yuan returned to the palace, and there was another letter at the gate of Shaofu's mansion, which was pressed with a jade pendant.

At that time, Du Sheng happened to come to look for Song Nanchu, and seeing these items at the door, he took them in together.

Song Nanchu leaned halfway on the couch, looked at the letter and jade pendant in Du Sheng's hand, without blinking his eyes: "I hope Mrs. Du will make a trip and return it to the guard Shen on Song's behalf."

Du Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Master Song, do you have something to ask?"

"...No." Song Nanchu pursed her lips and shook her head.If you have something to say, just rot in your stomach, why bother to say it?You see, he spoke and was pushed away.

Seeing Song Nanchu like this, Du Sheng rolled his eyes several times, thinking about the recent events, and probably understood something in his heart.

The affairs of the imperial court were originally chaotic, and Du Sheng only wanted to be an official who followed the crowd, so he could just get by.She never thought that meeting an emperor like Gu Zhiyuan; never thought that meeting a colleague like Song Nanchu would really be a bucket of dirty water poured on her body, and she couldn't even wash it off.

"Shiwei Shen is a good person..." Du Sheng choked out such a sentence for a long time, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, so he changed the phrase, "He is very good to you, my lord..." Well, I can't continue. Well, how can I say something is wrong.

Song Nanchu raised that sickly-looking face, his pupils were in a daze: "So what? Anyone who has anything to do with me will have a happy ending in the end."

"How do you say this?" Du Sheng heard the story hidden behind the words, and was a little curious for a moment, so he blurted out the words.

"You don't want to know." Song Nanchu turned his head, with a face of reluctance, "What's the matter with Mr. Du today? If you have nothing to do, go back earlier, Shaofu's residence does not provide lunch for outsiders."

Du Sheng touched his nose in embarrassment, and then smiled: "Master Song, I'm here this time to tell you about the situation of the victims in Jiangxi."

"Disaster victims?" Song Nanchu frowned and sat up, "Is this not my fault?"

"Your Majesty said that the disaster in Jiangxi is serious this time, so it's best to come and ask for your opinion, sir, and he said that you will give the best advice." Du Sheng said "you" one by one, and he was a little younger than him. Two-year-old Song Nanchu was called old.

Song Nanchu didn't care about it. He speculated for a while and shook his head: "The situation in Jiangxi and Jiangbei is different. Jiangbei suffers from drought all the year round, while Jiangxi suffers from severe floods. Blocking the river is a temporary solution after all. If we learn from Dayu to dredge the river, there will The terrain is steep and does not allow such a plan..."

"Then what should I do?" Du Sheng frowned. It's not that he hadn't considered dredging the river to divert water, but as Song Nanchu said, the terrain didn't allow it.

"I thought about building a house on the river before, and building another river as a waterway..." Song Nanchu pursed her lips and sighed, "But it will cost a lot of money and take a long time, and it can't be completed in a year or so. I'm afraid the treasury is really will be empty."

Du Sheng rubbed his chin and thought for a long time: "This method is very good, don't worry about other adults, His Majesty will solve it."

"..." Song Nanchu's pupils flickered for a while, and then sank to gray, "That's right, is there anything His Majesty can't solve?"

These words are more sighs and complaints.

Du Sheng heard it, but he didn't point it out, he just thought he was a fool.

Of course, where is he who is confused?Those few people saw through the situation presumptuously and did self-righteous actions, but what they got was a series of injuries, why bother?

Lian Qing was seriously ill, and Gu Zhiyuan stayed by her side for four days and three nights before she opened her eyes dazedly.The two stayed together in a trance for more than half a month, and then Gu Zhiyuan issued an edict, pushing Lian Qing to the back seat again.

Lian Qing, who is not a queen, doesn't care much anymore. She only cares about one thing.

"Brother Gu, kill Song Nanchu, he is the one who framed me." Even Qing would never let Song Nanchu go, let alone she is not dead yet?

Gu Zhiyuan paused holding the spoon, then raised his eyebrows, and gave Lian Qing a mouthful of medicine: "Is there any evidence?"

"Brother Gu, don't you still believe in Ah Qing?" Lian Qing pursed her lips, refusing to take the medicine, staring straight at Gu Zhiyuan with her big eyes, as if a fire was about to burst out.

"What can I do if I believe it? If others don't believe it, you still have to go into limbo again." As he spoke, he tapped Lian Qing's forehead with the bottom of the spoon, and the movement was very gentle, "Ah Qing, just remember, Be yourself and don't provoke others. I can protect you for a while, but I can't protect you forever."

Lian Qing reached out and touched his forehead, his gaze was slightly dull.

Now Gu Zhiyuan, she felt that she could no longer see clearly.This Gu Zhiyuan was no longer the young man who said he wanted to protect her for the rest of his life. This Gu Zhiyuan was just an emperor, an emperor who no longer saw her in his eyes.

The sadness welling up in her heart instantly flooded to the top, swallowing her reason.

"Brother Gu, there is no one in this world who loves you more than Ah Qing, why... can't you also treat Ah Qing with sincerity?" Lian Qing grabbed Gu Zhiyuan's arm, the bowl slipped to the ground, and all the soup was spilled On the brocade quilt.

Gu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and patted Lian Qing's back, his wrist was hurt by Lian Qing's grasp, but he didn't shout a word: "Ah Qing... my love, you can't bear it." He suddenly thought of the days before He could even clearly remember the appearance of each of Song Nanchu's fingers, but he couldn't remember Song Nanchu's expression at that time.

He lowered his head to look at Lian Qing: Lian Qing's pupils were out of focus, his face was pale, and even his lips lost the color.

Perhaps, Song Nanchu looked like this that day.Maybe, it's more miserable...

Suddenly, Gu Zhiyuan stretched out his arms to hug Lian Qing into his arms, comforting him gently.

Gu Zhiyuan couldn't tell whether this comfort was for Lian Qing or Song Nanchu, who had already been disappointed in him.What he failed to do back then, now he wants to do it all over again.

Wu Yong had already walked to the Changle Palace, but he left early after seeing this scene.

Although this is not what he wants to see the most, it is also what he thinks is the best. Everything should end in Lian Qing's hands instead of Song Nanchu's heart.

When he passed the south gate, he saw Shen Yuan guarding the gate from a distance, and after thinking about it, he went up to meet him.

"General Shen." Wu Yong called Shen Yuan early on from behind, and greeted him with a smile.

Shen Yuan turned her head, but what she saw was an extremely unfamiliar face: "Master Wu has already said that Shen Yuan is no longer a general."

"It's just a matter of time." Wu Yong was full of confidence, "Song Shaofu has lost his former arrogance, and it's only a matter of time for General Shen to be appointed."

Shen Yuan frowned, he had never had a good impression of Wu Yong, now Jiang Jiang felt very uncomfortable after hearing these words, and his brows were also tightly furrowed.

Seeing that Shen Yuan had a bad expression, Wu Yong didn't bother, and left with a smile on his face.

He can't win Song Nanchu, so naturally he won't let Song Nanchu win him!

Shen Yuan reached out and clenched the saber at his waist, feeling a little dazed, but after a while, he took off the guard's hat and ran out of the palace.

If Song Nanchu was in danger, then he would not be willing to be a little bodyguard with no authority or position.

Along the way, his goal is very firm: General Yi's General's Mansion must not be delayed for a moment.

Shen Yuan sent the drowsy Song Xun into the house, closed the door, and sat alone on the steps in front of the door, as if thinking about life.

During these 300 years, he recorded everything in his heart.No matter how big or small, it was only after thinking about it over and over again that he realized that everything ended because he wanted to be a general and have power.

But is he wrong?No!

He just wanted to protect Song Nanchu, it was only natural to protect the person he liked, so what could be wrong?

Shen Yuan hugged his head, tears rolled down from his eyes, dripping on the ground without leaving a trace.

Wrong, everything is wrong.

"Shen Yuan..."

This is Qing Huan's voice, and it is also Gu Zhiyuan's voice.

"Your Majesty... Shen Yuan was wrong, from beginning to end!" Shen Yuan raised her head, her face was covered with tears, and she looked icy cold under the moonlight.

Qing Huan put the fan on Shen Yuan's head, pursed her lips before saying: "Shen Yuan, you are right, if I hadn't insisted on forcing it back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

"When the emperor and the ministers once hated each other, how could His Majesty make mistakes?" Shen Yuan took the fan off his head and covered his face, "It's only because of the deep obsession..."

"Since you know your obsessions are harmful, why haven't you freed yourself?" Qing Huan's voice seemed to be mixed with icy scum, and it was very cold, "Could it be that you had already planned to lose your soul?"

"Your Majesty is serious." Shen Yuan put away the fan and exchanged it for Qing Huan, "It just disappeared, why bother to say it so horribly?"

At any rate, they are old friends, and Qing Huan does not want to see Shen Yuan's soul disappear from any aspect: "Reincarnate earlier. Jiang Junyu told me that your yin life is only seven months left, and when the time limit is up, You... will never see Ah Xun again."

He purposely said it a little ambiguously, but he was looking at Shen Yuan to have a sense of survival.

Shen Yuan's pupils contracted, and he suddenly wanted to laugh: "Shen Yuan still remembers how I knelt in front of the teacher and begged for forgiveness that day, and how I climbed up to the position of general again..."