Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Back then when I was a beggar, my skin was as thick as a city wall, and it was a matter of course to reach out to beg; now, I like you, but I shrink back, one step forward is hell and one step back is an abyss.

——— Song Xun

The sacrificial ceremony was held as scheduled, and Lu Hesheng was called up by a group of maids at Yinshi and began to wash and dress.At first the movement was louder, which woke up Song Xun.

Song Xun rubbed his eyes in bewilderment: "Master?" He was not fully awake yet, and his words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, very hoarse.

Lu Hesheng, who was being manipulated to wash his face, stopped, waved his hand to stop the maid who was doing something, walked to the bed, and patted Song Xun's forehead: "Go to sleep for a while, it's still early."

"...En." Song Xun fell headfirst on the pillow when he heard this, and went back to sleep regardless.

Lu Hesheng gently rubbed Song Xun's hair before turning back to fiddle with the maid: "Be gentle."

"Yes..." The maids nodded in agreement.

They have long heard about the reputation of the Master of the National Teacher, especially about his appearance, saying that he is one of the most beautiful people in the world.Looking at it now, it really isn't just for nothing.Many court ladies even looked shy, hanging their heads and peeping at Lu Hesheng from time to time.

For these, Lu Hesheng has long been familiar with it.He became famous when he was young, and his little girls can be said to be lined up in several streets.When my father was there, there were many matchmakers who came to matchmaking.My father is gone, and there are more matchmakers.

Sometimes when I get bored, I just go out for a walk alone.No, Song Xun was brought back when he left a few months ago.

It took about two hours to tidy up, Song Xun woke up, and they got everything done.

This was the first time Song Xun saw Lu Hesheng in a costume.

The turquoise tulle is put on the light blue robe, and the bright white clothes inside can be seen through the collar.The hair was tied into the most solemn half-knot, fastened with a white headband, and matched with a white hairpin.There are many jade stones jingling around the waist, and silver bells are tied on the wrists and ankles, and they will make a crisp sound with a slight movement.

"..." Song Xun, who had just woken up, was dumbfounded. The priest is the most holy person, but now that he is wearing a formal attire, he has a sense of immortality.

Lu Hesheng blinked, and seeing Song Xun woke up, he stepped forward and pulled Song Xun's finger: "I'm going to chant scriptures first, and you have breakfast first."

"Okay." Song Xun nodded slowly.

"If you..." Lu Hesheng pursed his lips, struggled for a while before speaking again, "Ah Xun, if you have nothing to do, you can come and see the sacrificial ceremony."

"Ah?" Song Xun was a little surprised.

"What I mean is..." Lu Hesheng blushed slightly, "You will also do things like offering sacrifices in the future, why don't you get acquainted with it earlier... En?"

Song Xun blinked his eyes quickly, and managed to regain his consciousness: "Okay, okay, master...Ah Xun naturally wants to see it." He didn't know what words to use to describe Lu Hesheng,' "Handsome", "stunning", and "stunning", seem to be some perfunctory words.But if you let him think about it again, he can't think of it.

Later, when he came into contact with the so-called classical literature and read Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu", he sighed loudly. At this moment, Lu Hesheng is probably the beautiful woman in Cao Zhi's article.What's "its shape is as graceful as a frightened bird, graceful as a dragon swimming", and "the fragrance is unadorned, the beauty is beautiful", and finally there is an exclamation of "the graceful appearance makes me forget my meal".

Of course, such a description of Song Xun would not be heard by Lu Hesheng, unless he wanted to be beaten.

'The night is stubborn and sleepless', Song Xun did not forget Lu Hesheng at this moment until he was old a hundred years later, and it was at this moment that he suddenly understood how stunning his master was.

The sacrificial ceremony is a boring process, but fortunately Song Xun has his master to appreciate, and he looked at Lu Hesheng with a nympho face throughout the whole process, so he didn't feel that it was boring or not.

But for Lu Hesheng, this sacrificial ceremony was a complete torture.The main thing was not the cumbersome and heavy clothes, but the Emperor Zhu who stood beside him and kept looking at him.What kind of look is that?Lu Hesheng couldn't describe it, but when he thought of being watched by such eyes, he felt uncomfortable.

Although he had exhausted everything to express his dissatisfaction, the Emperor Zhu pretended not to see it, and ignored it from the beginning to the end.

When they knelt down and bowed together, Lu Hesheng shivered all over.

"Seeing this in my life, I will miss it for the rest of my life." Emperor Zhu suddenly said such a sentence in Lu Hesheng's ear at the moment when he bowed his head, which made Lu Hesheng crooked and almost fell down.

When he raised his head, Lu Hesheng said lightly: "Your Majesty is sick, heal you as soon as possible."

So far, the sacrificial ceremony is over.

Lu Hesheng returned to the sacrificial hall and quickly unloaded his clothes, packed up and prepared to go back.

"Master..." Although Song Xun had a lot of stuff, he packed it up quickly, "During the sacrifice, what did you say to that person?"

"?" Lu Hesheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the words of Emperor Zhu's, and felt goosebumps all over his body, "The polite words between the king and the minister are not worth mentioning."

Song Xun pursed his lips, his eyes flickered a few times, and finally he lowered his head and touched his luggage.The two people on the high platform, one with immortal aura and the other with majestic grandeur, how to see how to get on the right side.He could clearly see the whispers of the two, but he never thought that...it was still being concealed.

At the age of 12, Song Xun vaguely understood something about feelings.But it's just hazy, not very clear.Later, at the age when he really understood, he could no longer grasp what he wanted.

After returning to the palace, Zhu Yi sat alone on the door frame, frowning and thinking.

Eunuch Gui watched anxiously from the sidelines, and didn't know whether to persuade him or let Zhu Yi be in a daze.On the one hand, Mammy Ru was more wink than Eunuch Gui. Seeing her emperor's situation, she thought about what happened before, and she understood a little bit.

"Your Majesty, are you worried about Mr. Lu?" Nurse Ru approached Zhu Yi and whispered.

Zhu Yi was stunned for a moment, sighed, and nodded: "He said that the widow has a disease, what is the widow's disease?"

"Naturally, it's a disease of lovesickness." Mammy Ru always speaks boldly when she speaks, and she must be extremely careful when speaking with the emperor. Isn't that what the so-called 'accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger'?

"Thinking...of course, you read it tightly." Zhu Yi didn't refute, his fair face didn't turn red, and he spoke in a serious manner.

Eunuch Gui wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.This is as if the mother is guessing the holy will, which is already a capital offense.But no matter how you look at it, this nanny still wants to continue talking!

"Then, why don't you receive it from the palace, so that His Majesty won't miss you all day long." Mother Ru smiled, her old face wrinkled.

Zhu Yi raised his eyes to look at Nanny Ru, and his smile gradually cooled down before he spoke: "Your widow...you have your own conclusion." Then he stood up, turned around and entered the room, the door was not closed Let anyone in.

Mother Ru was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, knelt for an afternoon before getting Zhu Yi's release order, and went back to the residence with a limp and trembling legs.

Regarding this matter, Eunuch Gui felt that it would be better to reserve his opinion in the future, so as not to be like a nanny again, not to get cheap and not to be good.

Although the emperor was young, he was only 22 years old, but he was 11 years old when he became enthroned.Having been the emperor for more than ten years, this is no joke.Even if he has been a fool for more than ten years, he is still a fool with a brain, let alone Zhu Yi is not a fool.

Zhu Yi ascended to the throne at the age of 11, and overthrew the Queen Mother's family who were in power at the time at the age of 13. At the age of 17, the royal family confiscated and recovered the land cut off by the former emperor. At that time, he met Lu Qinghe and Lu Hesheng who was 14 years old. If she had any feelings for Lu Qinghe, who is all over the country, she was taken captive and committed suicide, and then she was trapped in Lu Hesheng's world and couldn't extricate herself.

Eunuch Gui sighed, Zhu Yi could see some way of speaking to Lu Hesheng personally, and some people suggested and recommended, but Zhu Yi just gritted his teeth and refused to let Lu Hesheng enter the palace.

This is probably the royal family's greatest protection for the people they like, right?

"What's the matter, Your Majesty lost his temper again?" The man in purple official uniform patted Eunuch Gui on the shoulder, and snarled at the back of Nurse Ru, "You've punished me again."

Eunuch Gui made a smiling face: "Your Majesty Mu came in time, I'm afraid His Majesty needs you right now."

"Xiao Guizi just knows how to talk." Mu Yanzhi withdrew his hand, straightened his clothes, opened the door and went in.

"My lord, I pay my respects to Your Majesty." Mu Yanzhi is Zhu Yi's younger brother, and the world is fought by two people together, and the relationship is very deep.

Zhu Yi was reviewing the memorial, but when he saw Mu Yanzhi coming, he didn't say hello, so he waved his hand: "Solve it yourself."

In private, this is how the two meet each other.

"Today's sacrifice, did you see your careful master?" Mu Yanzhi took a reviewed memorial and flipped through it casually, "Can you hold it?"

Zhu Yi raised his eyebrows: "Is the marriage between you and Miss Zhao's family settled? Do you need my help?"

"..." Mu Yanzhi's hands froze, he put the memorial away, and didn't look at it anymore, "Speaking of Zhao Xianyi, my head hurts. Good girl, why do you have to grab me, a widower whose wife died? "

"Wife?" Zhu Yi snorted coldly, "Where did you get your wife?"

Mu Yanzhi pursed his mouth: "Lu Qinghe, your little lover's sister."

"When did I not know?" Zhu Yi stopped the brush in his hand, looked at Mu Yanzhi, and waited for the man to continue making up words.

"I have been engaged to her since we were young, and the marriage letter is still in my father's study!" Mu Yanzhi had accidentally seen it before, so he was naturally surprised that he and Lu Qinghe still had such a relationship, "It's just in the way My mother refused to comply, so she didn't move Lu Qinghe's memorial tablet to my house. But I do have such a lady."

He met Lu Qinghe, and it wasn't love at first sight, but he also had a good impression.It's a pity that the goodwill hasn't evaporated yet, and the marriage certificate hasn't been handed out yet, that person is gone.