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This kneeling made Feng Xie seriously ill.

Winter came quietly with the end of late autumn. In less than one month, the leaves of Lingmu Garden had all fallen, and there was even a little snow in the early morning of this day.Feng Xie didn't go out, he had been writing in the study since the morning, Chu Shao was grinding the ink for him at the side, and for a while he could only hear the slight sound of the inkstone rubbing against each other.

Qin Mu didn't knock on the door, but entered the door like a ghost, stood aside with his hands down, Feng Xie didn't raise his eyes, his voice was neither sad nor happy, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "How is it?"

"The Holy Majesty decreed today that Duke Qi beheaded and abandoned the market before New Year's Eve, and the Qi clan cut down the nobility. Thanks to your protection, the eldest son Qi Lang will only be banned for three years and will not be an official in the court for life." Qin Mu's face was ugly, and he said that It was also very difficult, "Master Xiao...has committed suicide in prison."

Feng Xie tightly closed his eyes and asked after a long time, "Does Yi Feng know?"

Qin Mu lowered his head: "Young Master Xiao already knows, he's not in the mansion now, he's gone to the street."

"Take a few people to follow him, don't let him have any accidents," Feng Xie said very tiredly, pressing the center of his eyebrows, "after you find him, tell him to come to see me."

Qin Mu led the order, and Chu Shao approached with some worry, only to find that Feng Xie wrote a poem on the white rice paper.

"The water in the Blue Stream hates people, and it hates the stream after death for thousands of years..." He whispered, "Brother Prince, what does this mean?"

"This is Li He's poem, which Yifeng put up on the doorpost of the Chunfeng Building half a year ago when he was drunk," Feng Xie opened his eyes, looked at the poem and replied, "If I were him, I would probably also Died for a thousand years and hated the stream'... It's a pity that I found out his thoughts too late, and it's still at this point..."

Jade pickers are born in misery, trapped in Lantian to pick jade but cannot get out, and after dying in Lanxi for thousands of years, they still resent this water.

Xiao Yifeng yearns for freedom wholeheartedly, and the water lake of the Jinting Imperial City is also the Lanxi that he hates.If he insisted on staying, the result would only be worse than his father.

"Your Highness, it's not good!" A guard of the Prince's Mansion suddenly rushed in from the door in a panic, out of breath, "Mr. Young master, I had a dispute with him for some reason, and he led someone to beat me..."

"Nonsense!" Chu Shao took a step forward and said anxiously, "Xiao Yifeng was beaten? If this word spreads out, no one in Zhongyang will believe it."

"It's true... Young Master Xiao just let them fight like that, and never fought back..." The guard managed to calm down, "Now that Young Master Wei has left, Young Master Xiao is not seriously injured. It’s just that he’s not very sober, and we’ve brought him back.”

"Go and pass on Fanghe, and let Yifeng take a look later," the guard led the order, Feng Xie flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked into the room, his voice could not be heard, "Wei's eldest son Wei Zhong, is that dandy who haunts Ruxue?"

"It's him!" Chu Shao followed Fengxie into the room, gasping as he walked, "This Wei Zhong got married, and his 20-year-old wife was forced to commit suicide. Now she's 25 and has no reunion, but there are many pets in the house, and people can't understand Including one. Ruxue is only 14 years old this year, and he dares to pester him a lot, shamelessly saying in Zhongyang City that the position of first wife is reserved for Ruxue, and Yifeng and I beat him every time we see him."

"Although he is the son of the Wei family, but his words and deeds are inappropriate, and he covets the princess, so he will fight." Feng Xie said coldly, "I am afraid that this time he saw the Xiao family losing power, so he provoked trouble. If Yifeng is ill, Tomorrow I will go to Dianxing Temple to mention him."

The two entered the room, and between the words, several guards drove Xiao Yifeng over. As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of alcohol rushed over.

Xiao Yifeng raised his eyes to look at the two of them, his face was flushed, there was no injury on his face, but he was wearing a self-defeating smile—he rarely smiled at all, and such a smile made Chu Shao even more worried, Feng Xie hadn't spoken yet , His brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Xiao Yifeng, how much wine have you drank?" Chu Shao took him over, and put him on the bed with difficulty, "Why did you make yourself into such a ghostly look, and, you are actually being held by Wei Wei?" That old boy Zhong was beaten?"

"I told him, if the young master is in a good mood to fight back today, let him fight if he is brave enough." Xiao Yifeng slurred his speech, he broke away from Chu Shao, leaned on the bed and laughed, "I told him, it's just that he hit me Once, I will definitely pay him back ten times in the future—hahaha, he was scared away by this sentence before he could do anything, hahahaha, you said that trash is not trash?"

"Aside from drinking in Chunfenglou these past two days, why did you go?" Chu Shao tugged at his collar, trying to make him sober up.

Xiao Yifeng has always been on good terms with Chu Shao, or maybe he doesn't care, Xiao Yifeng will answer whatever he asks: "I... went to the martial arts training ground this morning... I wanted to find someone to fight, but I didn't People fight with me... I finally got one or two, and I can't move a few moves... It's so difficult to find someone to fight, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! Hahahaha."

"Yi Feng, why do you torture yourself?" Feng Xie looked at him quietly, with a little sadness in his eyes, "You go on like this..."

"Torture yourself?" Xiao Yifeng seemed to have been stimulated by something, he struggled to get off the bed, made himself stand firm, stared at Feng Xie closely, his smile was not restrained, but with a hint of sarcasm, "Then you Tell me, what can I do? You are His Highness the crown prince, who will threaten the lives of your parents... And me? What do you mean by "the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die"... You know what happened, Isn’t that right? My father is a master of martial arts, and just to repay his kindness, he can sacrifice his whole life to the royal family, and even use his life as a victim of your fights..."

He took another step forward and reached out to grab Feng Xie's collar. Chu Shao was startled and wanted to stop him, but Feng Xie reached out to stop him.

Xiao Yifeng stared into his eyes, and said with hatred: "And I... I have been a dog of the Feng Dynasty since I was born, and I even named it for you... When I was young, I worked hard to learn martial arts and practice swords. Fa, it’s all for you, and you don’t even have half of your own freedom... That’s all, it’s my life, I admit it, but you tell me, why... why don’t you even give me a peaceful life! No my father!"

Xiao Yifeng has always been conceited, but at this moment he seemed to be extremely sad, tears fell out of his eyes uncontrollably, he reached out his hand to wipe it in confusion, and tried to swallow the crying in his voice: "Just for a coup d'etat in vain, you can To give up the lives of innocent people... I have never seen my mother, only my father is the only relative... Your Royal Highness! Do you know how much I hate?"

Xiao Yifeng loosened his collar, covered his face and cried bitterly, Chu Shao wanted to persuade him, but he gave him a vicious look, pushed the two of them away, and walked away quickly.

Looking at his back, Chu Shao hesitated to speak, so he had no choice but to say: "Brother, don't you want to... tell him clearly?"

"What do you want to explain to him? Does it mean that his father was willing to sacrifice himself for his freedom, or that I had already intended to let him go, but it was just a step too late?" Feng Xie smiled bitterly. If he knows more, it will only make his life more painful for the rest of his life—if he hates the royal family, then hate it, any hatred is better than nothing."

He lowered his head, looked at the poem he had just written, sighed, then threw the pen, and stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back for an hour without saying a word.

Taking the gold book and destroying it, surrendering, knocking on the ancestor, removing the official feather, and establishing a new household registration. On the second day, Feng Xie went through these tedious procedures one by one, and directly sent the household registration and the token of the time of leaving the city to Xiao Yifengfang. middle.

After Xiao Yifeng took the things, he didn't stay for too long - Xiao Qi lived in the imperial city, while he lived in the prince's mansion, so he had nothing to worry about, but he simply packed some luggage and prepared to leave Zhongyang.

Before leaving, Chu Shao went to see him off, and accompanied him around Zhongyang City several times carefully, and finally kowtowed a few times in front of the most familiar Prince's Mansion in the past. The plaque said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Your Highness, for me."

Chu Shao said angrily: "You have a conscience, and you know how to thank him."

"How long have you been kneeling at the Tongtian Temple that day?" Xiao Yifeng smiled wryly, he only carried a simple cloth package on his back, and a Feng Xie bestowed sword "Chenque" was pinned to his waist, which was regarded as the last commemoration, " I don't know if what I said hurt His Highness's heart."

"Oh, you..." Chu Shao pretended to sigh twice, "Come back and have a look when you have time—even if you sneak into the Prince's Mansion overnight, we will not call someone to arrest you."

Xiao Yifeng turned his head to look at him, and suddenly burst out laughing, he seldom laughed, and it was even more difficult to see him being so forthright now: "As a guard of the Prince's Mansion, I will definitely not come back."

Chu Shao generally embraced his shoulders: "Being the brother of me and His Highness, you can come back."

Xiao Yifeng lowered his head, suddenly took his hand, and slowly took it off his shoulder.He turned and walked towards the city gate, his figure was drawn out by the setting sun with a long trace: "Just come here, don't send me off."

So Chu Shao also stood at the gate of the Prince's Mansion without moving. He watched Xiao Yifeng's shadow getting smaller and smaller in his sight, and finally turned into a lonely black spot, and then gradually disappeared.

The setting sun was like blood, looking at an empty long street, Chu Shao suddenly remembered some irrelevant things.About a few months ago, he and Feng Xie were studying in Chunshen Academy together. Xiao Yifeng was standing outside the door with his sword in his arms, listening intently.Gan Xixin sat on the scroll with a gloomy expression on his face, reciting a poem by Jiaxuan in a cadenced tone——

"...Singing Cheyang Pass, the tears are still wet, and the fame and fame have nothing to do with extra meals. Floating sky water sends infinite trees, and rain clouds bury half of the mountain.

There are thousands of hatreds in the past and present, should separation and reunion be joys and sorrows?The head of the river is not a bad storm, don't make it difficult for others to travel in the world! "

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Note:

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The water of the blue brook hates life, and I hate the stream for thousands of years after death.

——Li He "Old Man Picking Jade Song"

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Singing at Cheyang Pass, the tears are not yet dry, and the fame and fame are nothing but extra meals.Floating sky water sends endless trees, and rain clouds bury half of the mountain.

There are thousands of hatreds in the past and present, should separation and reunion be joys and sorrows?The head of the river is not full of bad storms, so it is difficult for others to travel in the world.

——Xin Qiji's Partridge Sky Sending Someone Away