What are you making a fuss about?

Although you are quick-witted and insightful, you end up with a weak temper, embarrassing the great cause of the country.I think you are very suitable now. "

"Xiandi?" Jing Yun was taken aback for a moment, but he had never heard a word of approval from Xiandi.After thinking about it, I suddenly realized the profound meaning, "It turns out that the emperor knew that the late emperor would pass on the throne to you."

"How can I know? It's all due to your good friend." The emperor saw that his expression changed, as if a child had found some strange plaything, and hurriedly said: "Did you bring the imperial decree?"

Jing Yun laughed self-deprecatingly, "I knew there was still this problem...it should be yours."

"Can you really think that way?" The emperor suddenly thought of something, immediately suppressed his smile, and pulled his face down again. "As early as the time when the former empress passed away, you didn't want to fight anymore, did you?"

"Heh, I should have known a long time ago that you did it voluntarily for how a little charlatan can disturb the government. He imprisoned you for five years..."

"Xiu Ming is a good planner." The emperor laughed instead.

"That's ridiculous." Jing Yun replied lazily, not wanting to say any more. "Master, continue to open the way. The water seeps down from the stone wall, and there should be no problem if there are few bumps."

The emperor stopped talking at this point, Xun Qiu immediately regained his senses, but did not move forward.Jing Yun waited for a while, seeing that everyone was indifferent, he walked into the next room.The blood scorpion stabbed him abruptly, and a drop of blood oozed from his fingertip.

In the center of the lower stone room lay a pure white stone platform, on which densely packed characters were engraved, and he reckoned that this was the origin of Jade Mountain.The blood hole in the back mountain of Xuanming Villa is also like this, because no one can explain the suffering, and the effect cannot be explained.Or maybe there will be a book seal hidden inside.

He squeezed out a few drops of blood and smeared it on it, and it fell on the snow like red plums, making people's eyes hot and the wind chilling.It turned out to be the first warm sun in winter, causing the censer to be filled with smoke, a new inkstone was replaced on the table, and the unfinished copybook was half hanging in front of the table.The ivory-tube brush is held in a plain hand, and on the wrist is a folded and rolled bamboo brocade, and half of the snow-white neck is exposed in the collar.The crow's blue eyelashes flickered, and the pink lips were lightly closed.

The commotion outside the door was even worse, a young eunuch stopped them and was in a hurry to argue.The man couldn't talk for a while, but finally lost his patience.Step straight up the steps and knock on the door with your hand.

He said loudly: "Your Highness, don't be annoyed, I will give you a very stubborn thing today." After finishing speaking, he wanted to push the door open.

The handwriting on the roll on the table was not dry, it was scrawled into a ball and thrown aside.

A bunch of fluttering red plums "shaked" in while taking advantage of the space, the rosy piece was so hot that people were fascinated by it, and behind the plum branches was the treacherous smile of the apprentice.

Just as Jing Yun finished writing, a disgraced little eunuch entered the palace, "Your Highness...he...his slave can't stop him."

"Hey, it's just right to come in. Quickly find a non-variety white porcelain bottle and put the flowers in it."

The little eunuch stood there for a while, looking at Jing Yun's expression.Before asking for instructions, Xie Xiao pushed him into the inner room.

Jing Yun was stunned for a moment when his eyes touched this object, and said in surprise: "Who told you to pick this plum." The emperor had ordered a few years ago that all miscellaneous plums in the palace were not allowed to grow. There is no other place in the palace.When Jinghui was young, he accidentally damaged a few branches and was grounded for three months.It doesn't count if this person was damaged, but he broke it. Didn't he hit someone's head? I'm afraid he was deceived by someone with a heart.

I don't know how many eunuchs and maids I bumped into along the way, and then passed it back to the emperor's ears...

"I thought it was good when I saw it, so I brought it for you." He had a fake smile in his eyes.At this time, the little eunuch happened to take out a white porcelain vase from the inner hall, and the maid stepped forward with a smile, quickly took the plum from his hand, carefully inserted it, and placed it firmly on the wooden table at the back of the studio.The reflection made the whole room full of spring, and even the charcoal fire made it warmer.

Jing Yun frowned, he couldn't help but know that the eunuchs and maids in this palace were also angry with him.

"Is this bunch pretty?" He brushed off the remaining snow on his cloak, strode up to Jing Yun, and started to warm up the fire very calmly. "I dare say that in the entire plum garden, you can't find another one as unique as this."

"Where did you get it?" Jing Yun glanced at him, feeling restless early in the morning.

"In a side hall," Xie Xiaoha rubbed his hands angrily, "The north wind was strong last night. When I woke up this morning, the water in the silver basin was frozen, and the icicles hanging on the eaves were as big as your palm." So long and slippery."

"Also, the maids and eunuchs in the side hall are also a bunch of lazy people. They don't even open the door in winter." Xie Xiao said, turning his face to look at the writing on his desk. The tip of the pen was soaked in ink, but the paper was Not a word was left. "Hmm...you don't look like a cold palace, why are you so negligent?"

"The plum blossoms are blooming well... Hey, tell me, isn't there a plum blossom fairy living there?"

"If you think about it, every time the moon is full, there will be a graceful girl in the garden, with branches as bones, flowers as appearance, evening mist as light clothes, and moon as her soul. Standing barefoot in the soft On the grass, put one of the best blooming plums behind your ears, and just smile a little when you look back, it can make people drunk, have you ever seen it."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"How can you be talking nonsense? There have been precedents." Xie Xiao frowned, pretending to be angry, and gave him a slight look. "Someone saw it in my hometown. He was the son of a declining country gentleman. Let's call him a scholar. A quiet house was built in the outskirts of the city for the purpose of taking the imperial examination. The house faces south and has a good feng shui. When the servant went to clean the place, he found a cluster of orchids. The orchids were thrown under a tree and mixed with weeds. It was extremely desolate, but it looks very good. When the scholar saw it, he felt pity for it, and couldn't bear to abandon it, so he quickly sent someone to move it into a pot and put it in the studio so that it can be raised."

"Later, when the spring warmed up, the pot of orchids gradually bloomed, and the scholar could always smell the faint fragrance of orchids when he was writing and studying. Thinking that the spring is still good, and the warblers are singing, it should be the best time to study, but the scholar became Restless day."

"One day and night, the scholar sat in front of the desk with bitter chanting but no results. He had a cold and handsome face and raised his pen without words. When he was in distress, there was a puff of smoke under the warm lamp, and when he looked again, he saw a young woman with a cloud bun. She was sitting at the other end of the table, she tilted her head halfway, brushed her hair with the other hand, looked at the scholar with affection, guess what she said."

"Are there really ghosts and gods?" Jing Yun became interested, so he put down his pen and turned to look at him.

"That's not true." Xie Xiao raised his head pretending to be high-spirited, "I said it a long time ago, and many people have seen it. If you don't believe me, you still call me nonsense. This story has been spread widely. You have never heard of it when you live in the high hall. , but you shouldn't casually label people with a made-up hat..."

Jing Yun knew that he was joking, and was intrigued again, so he didn't pursue his pretentious words for a while, and asked directly: "What did the female ghost say?"

Xie Xiao turned his eyes around and paused for a while on purpose.Picking up the writing brush with an ivory tube on the table, he brought it to Jing Yun's ear and whispered: "He said, 'My husband has been standing for so long, why didn't he write a single word, but he is waiting for the slave's red sleeves to add fragrance. Woolen cloth.'"

Jing Yun's heart skipped a few steps, and he opened his eyes wide to look at Xie Xiao.That party was suppressing a smile, and slowly put down the brush in his hand.

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"I think it's such a strange subject..." Jing Yun turned his head to look elsewhere, and muttered in a low voice: "It's vulgar."

"It doesn't matter what the subject matter is, as long as the affection is true." Xie Xiao laughed a few times, seeing his more realistic appearance only felt amusing. "You know what they did next."

Jing Yun turned his head and said: "Then... the scholar saw the beauty, and suddenly he was enlightened. He wrote a wonderful essay with a pen as if he had a god. Then he was in high school for the imperial examination, and the official came to..."

"Hey, it's too far away, let's not talk about how far it is." Xie Xiao stopped him, "He almost didn't live until Qiu Wei."

"Why?" Jing Yun was puzzled.

"Think about it, Your Highness, what would you do if a woman with icy muscles and bones suddenly appeared in your room?"

Jing Yun frowned and thought for a while with a complicated expression.Before he could answer, Xie Xiao walked to the right hand side, picked up the ink ingot next to the inkstone, and bent over halfway to grind it. "There must be several clouds and rains, and the red waves are rolling."

"The orchid demon is still a demon after all. After coming and going, the days will be long, and the body will become weak."

Jing Yun was surprised by his unrestrained speech, but no one in the palace brought this matter to the surface.Although he was shocked, he didn't want to be underestimated by him, so he sighed slowly, "It turned out to be a pink skull."

Xie Xiao changed the subject, "So, normal people should not be addicted to sex. Your Highness has been weak since childhood. If you get married in the future, you must take care of yourself. You can't..."

"I don't marry a female ghost." Jing Yun knew that he was going to drag him, and was a little annoyed immediately.

Xie Xiao was blocked by these words, and was taken aback for a while, but he didn't expect him to answer, and said in a low voice: "The point is not the ghost, but the red wave..."

"Mouth full of filth." Jing Yun couldn't listen anymore.

Xie Xiao was happy, put down the ink ingot, leaned over and unfolded a piece of rice paper, dipped the pen in the ink.He laughed and said: "It's obviously a beautiful thing, but it's filthy when it gets into your mouth. There is a saying that everything you see is what you think in your heart. It can be seen that His Highness is not totally unreasonable."

Seeing that he was narrow-minded and unable to continue joking, he said: "Your Highness got up so early, not to stand in a daze, but to wait..."

"You're not here just to send flowers, are you?"

"What if I really only send flowers."

"Then you just wait for the emperor to send someone to take you." Jing Yun rolled his eyes and snatched the pen from his hand. "Pack up and escape from the palace earlier, maybe you can save your life."

"How could the sage offend others because of a few plums, not to mention that I was ordered to harvest plums, but let me let you put them here for a few days, and I will use them as medicine after I do it." Xie Xiao saw that the pen was taken away Go, mutter a few words.His fingers brushed against his wrist inadvertently, and the place where he touched was warm and cold.