There's A Beauty

Youshu stays in Prince Duan's Mansion in the name of a closed disciple of Deng Chaoshan, and is mainly responsible for taking care of King Duan's meals, dressing, washing, cooking medicine, massage and so on.He followed Prince Duan wherever he went, and the people in the mansion gradually got used to the inseparable state of the two.

As for the lost Tibetan-sleeved dog, no one mentioned it anymore, but the pug brought back by Youshu was picked up by Xiao Shunzi and took good care of it.He originally wanted to ask Mr. Youshu if he wanted to raise the puppy, but he just picked up the puppy and was licked by it, which made the prince furious and ordered him to take the pug away immediately and throw it away.

Xiao Shunzi always thought that the prince, like himself, was a dog lover, but looking at it now, it seemed that he was thinking left.The prince doesn't love dogs, but only loves the dog named "You Shu".Poor Young Master Youshu has become a dog's stand-in without knowing it, and is still laughing foolishly all day long.Mr. Youshu is a good man, knowing that the prince forbids it, but still told him to quietly pick up the dog and keep it in a courtyard, and he will take full responsibility for what happened.So kind and simple, if one day he falls out of favor, what should he do?

You Shu felt uncomfortable under Xiao Shunzi's sympathetic gaze, and pushed the master's wheelchair for a few quick steps.They had already entered the palace gate and were about to go to the imperial horse farm. Along the way, they met many ministers of civil and military affairs, and they all stepped forward to salute.Several old elders cupped their hands and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor is very happy to hear that you are finally willing to go out, and plans to go down in person to win the lottery for you."

"I'm ashamed to make my father worry." The Seventh Prince waved his hands again and again.

Everyone walked and chatted, and when they arrived at the racetrack, many princes and nobles were already sitting in their seats.Because King Duan was not good at walking, and he had been specially entrusted by the emperor, his seat was at the outermost edge of the first row, and there was a lot of space, so there was no need to worry about crowding.The next table is the seat of the sixth prince, Prince Su, accompanied by a wife, two concubines and several children.

Prince Su is the prince's direct elder brother, with an extraordinary status. There is an endless stream of ministers who come to toast and flatter him.Sharp laughter came from time to time, making Youshu's ears swell. He sat patiently for a while, and seeing that it was late, he quietly approached and asked, "Master, when does the horse race start?"

"Let's start when the father and the prince come. If you can't sit still, you can go for a walk, but don't leave my sight." The seventh prince stroked his smooth hair.

Youshu pointed to the little dolls squatting in the grass to catch grasshoppers, and said hopefully, "Then how many grasshoppers shall I catch?"

The Seventh Prince couldn't help but waved his hands and said, "Go, let Xiao Shunzi weave a grass cage for you, so that the grasshoppers you catch won't run away again."

Youshu was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran towards the lawn not far away.Xiao Shunzi plucked a few stalks of dog's tail grass, wove him an exquisite grass cage, followed step by step, and helped collect the spoils, or toys.The more he looked at Young Master Youshu, the more he felt that he was like the Tibetan-sleeved dog from before. He remembered that the grasshoppers and beetles that the Tibetan-sleeved dog pounced on back then were all made into cages and put away, and then hung under the window lattice, and he could occasionally hear them at night. Xixisuosuo's calls are very hypnotic.That Tibetan-sleeved dog is quite spiritual, it doesn't kill indiscriminately, and will let go of the bugs that are tired of playing, which is very similar to Mr. Youshu.

The prince loves dogs as much as he loves dogs, so he can raise one more, so why bother to deceive Mr. Youshu!Xiao Shunzi sighed with sympathy and forced a smile, and stuffed the grasshopper handed over by Mr. Youshu into the cage.After playing for a while, the two heard a report not far away, as if "the prince is coming".

The crown prince is here, and the emperor is about to arrive as well.Youshu hurried back to find her master, and sat down while the prince was blocked by courtiers on the road to salute and talk.The seventh prince first held his wrist, looked over and over at his palm covered with mud and grass juice, then took out a handkerchief and wiped it slowly, and said with a low smile, "It's getting bigger, and the claws are not easy to wipe. I think I A handkerchief can clean all four of your paws, but now it takes a lot more trouble." Then he threw away the dirty handkerchief, and continued with another one.

After wiping her left hand, Youshu obediently stretched out her right hand, seeing the black mud under her nails, her cheeks blushed.The Seventh Prince shook his head and sighed, but he didn't feel disgusted at all. He picked out the dirt with a toothpick, and asked Xiao Shunzi to pour some spirits on the handkerchief, and wipe it carefully several times, inside and out, before giving up.

"Father will be here soon, you just sit down." He pinched the tip of the boy's nose, then took out a bag of fried chestnuts from his sleeve pocket, and slowly peeled them open.

Youshu's attention was immediately attracted, she shrugged her nose and smelled the aroma of roasted chestnuts, then opened her mouth automatically, waiting for the master to feed her.The Seventh Prince was amused by the way he was waiting to be fed. After peeling a chestnut, he brought it to his mouth. When he opened his mouth to bite, he avoided it.Youshu bit it a few times to no avail, and plunged into his arms, holding his hand holding the chestnut tightly with both hands, and swallowed it in one gulp, not forgetting to lick off the sugar juice stained on his fingertips.

"Yo Lao Qi, who is this man? Why does Gu look a bit like that dog you used to raise?" A deep voice came from behind, and the two looked back, only to see the prince standing aside, smiling. Quite a bit dark.

Since he entered the cabinet, he has often been picked up by his father and elders to compare with Lao Qi, who praised Lao Qi to the sky and demoted him to the ground.Father Huang also told him plainly that if Lao Qi's legs are healthy, the position of prince must belong to him.

The more the prince thought about it, the more he became unconvinced, no matter how the elders persuaded him to take the memorial and go to Duanwang's mansion for advice, he turned a deaf ear to it, thinking that when he ascended the throne, he would find an excuse to kill Lao Qi first, so as not to be an eyesore.

The murderous aura emanating from the other party was very strong, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell it at a glance.Youshu wanted to explode, but grinned and growled, remembering that she had become a human, then lowered her head to hide her angry expression, sneaked one hand into the master's sleeve, and intertwined his fingers.

The Seventh Prince held Youshu's hand instead, and said with a faint smile, "My Royal Brother, this is Mr. Deng Chaoshan's closed disciple, Deng Youshu, who is responsible for recuperating my body. I haven't been in the palace for a long time, and I think you haven't seen him. "

"It turns out that you are Mr. Deng's closed disciple. Disrespect and disrespect. How is it, how is Lao Qi's health recently?" The prince looked arrogant.

One of the two didn't want to call "His Royal Highness the Prince", but called "Emperor Brother"; the other didn't want to call "Emperor Brother" and changed to the disrespectful "Old Seven", which shows that they are quite dissatisfied with each other.The courtiers sitting around held their breaths and closed their ears to listen, for fear of being involved in this right and wrong.

When Youshu looked up again, her face was expressionless, and she cupped her hands and said, "His Royal Highness, the prince is in good health."

"That's good. I'm already paralyzed, but don't make any other mistakes." The prince sneered, then flung his sleeves and left.Prince Su, who was sitting at the next table, came over and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness is right, old Qi, your legs are already paralyzed, does that thing work? If it doesn't work, let this Deng Little doctor, take a look."

Youshu wanted to jump over and bite him, but she had to hold back.He is no longer a dog, and he cannot reveal his true emotions as he pleases.The Seventh Prince clenched his palm tightly, and attached his ears, "What are you so concerned about with these grasshoppers after autumn? Whether my thing works or not, as long as you know."

Youshu's cheeks flushed, and she instantly forgot the previous anger, only she was ashamed.

Seeing that the young man bumped his forehead lightly against his arm, the roots of his ears and his neck were already flushed, the Seventh Prince laughed loudly.At this time, Emperor Jing strode over, leaving aside the half-kneeling courtiers and princes, and walked towards Prince Duan who was sitting in the corner, he laughed and said, "Lao Qi, are you finally willing to go out? Si Zang, ask them to present another sleeve dog as a tribute this year, and make sure it is exactly the same as your previous one."

"In the past, the sea was too difficult for water, except for Wushan, which is not a cloud. Forget it, father, the puppy is lost as soon as it is lost, and there is no need to find a substitute." The seventh prince smiled wryly and waved his hands.

The corner of Youshu's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that this poem can be used in this kind of occasion?Why does it sound a bit strange?However, Emperor Jing didn't care, as long as his son would forget about that damn puppy.He became more open-minded, and held Lao Qi to talk for a long time before calling out the courtiers and princes whose knees were about to swell.

The prince bent down and patted the hem of his clothes, the murderous look in his eyes flashed away.The sixth prince glanced at him casually, and slightly bent his finger, making a gesture of unknown meaning.

The jockeys had already hung the lottery heads on the bamboo poles, and Emperor Jing had to shoot an arrow from the horse's back a hundred meters away to break the rope.But that was before, now that he has an eye disease, he only needs to ride his horse over and take it off with his hand.As soon as Emperor Jing ran a few feet away, the horse started to go berserk, neighing and raising its front hooves, trying to shake off the person on its back.

Emperor Jing's vision was already blurred, but now he became more frightened, and shouted loudly, "Help me, help me!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, save the emperor!" The field was in a mess, everyone wanted to save them, but they were afraid that they would be sentenced to death if they failed to save them. They looked very positive on the surface, but in fact, few people did anything.Especially the crown prince and the sixth prince, blindly telling people to rush forward, instead blocked the racecourse completely. When the imperial guards arrived, they didn't even have a gap to get through, let alone chase the horses.

Seeing that the horse was running farther and faster, and Emperor Jing was on the verge of collapse, the Seventh Prince suddenly stood up from the wheelchair, staggered to the fence, grabbed the bow and arrow from a guard, and shot away.The arrow passed from the horse's left ear through the right ear, and pierced the ground a hundred meters away. The frantic horse finally kicked its hooves, and slowly lay down still.

Until this time, there were guards stepping on the crowd and turning over, helping Emperor Jing who had black eyes to stand up.Emperor Jing blinked and said in a trembling voice, "Who, who saved me?"

"Report to the emperor, it is Prince Duan." The guard pointed back.

Emperor Jing saw a blurry figure from a distance, as if standing, and before he had time to be surprised, he saw the figure kneeling down, with his hands on the ground, as if he was very uncomfortable.A man in white ran over to help him, and vaguely called his master.

"Can Lao Qi stand up? Can Lao Qi stand up?" Deng Chaoshan had told him long ago that the toxins in the Seventh Prince's body had been eliminated. The reason why he couldn't stand up was because his legs had been disabled for more than ten years. , has lost the faith and courage to stand up again.If you are lucky and find an opportunity to stab him, there may be hope under the violent turmoil; if you are unlucky and you cannot find the corresponding opportunity, you will be paralyzed for a lifetime.

Obviously, it was this opportunity that he was on the verge of death. From this, it can be seen how much Lao Qi cared about his father's safety.Emperor Jing was so moved that his eyes filled with tears, he hurriedly ran towards the man who had been kneeling by the fence for a long time.

Seeing the surprised expression of the father, the crown prince and Prince Su seemed to have eaten shit.

"Brother Huang, what should we do now? Not only is the father saved, but the person who saved him is Lao Qi. Lao Qi is a paralyzed man who can compare us to the mud. If he recovers, there will be no place for us in the court." ?” The prince was furious, but he still showed an expression of worry and joy on the surface.

"Whether he will stand up forever or for a while, who knows? Let's talk about it first. You are already a prince now, and the father can't abolish you and make you the seventh son. Don't forget, he also has an egg-born brother." Stay well in Cold Spring Palace." Prince Su patted the prince on the shoulder, comforting in a low voice.

After such a major event, the horse racing festival was naturally cancelled.Emperor Jing ordered people to carry Lao Qi to Qianqing Palace for resettlement, and urgently summoned Deng Chaoshan to have an audience.When Deng Chaoshan was taking the pulse in the inner hall, he had already asked the guards about the ins and outs, and he didn't even let everyone's reaction go unnoticed.Fortunately, these guards were well-trained, and they did not forget to watch all directions and listen to all directions in the panic, and emphasized the behavior of the crown prince and Prince Su who deliberately blocked their rescue.

It's a capital offense to fail to rescue them, so they naturally have to find someone to back them up in order to save their lives.As expected, Emperor Jing forgot to ask for responsibility, slapped the table and flew into a rage, and ordered them to immediately control the racecourse and thoroughly investigate the inside story.Deng Chaoshan appeared at this time, cupped his hands and said, "My Majesty, Prince Duan suddenly stood up and drew his strong bow. Now he is exhausted and fell asleep. It's too noisy here, why don't someone send him back to Duan Palace?"

Emperor Jing walked into the inner hall and saw that his son was sleeping very restlessly, so he ordered someone to send him back.After Yu Xu walked away, he asked, "Can Lao Qi really stand up?"

"I was stimulated today, and I should be able to stand up with more practice in the future, but to walk freely, I am afraid I will have to train for four or five years."

"I can afford to wait for four or five years." Not only can I afford to wait, but I also want it right.Emperor Jing paced back and forth in the hall, suddenly supported his forehead, and sighed, "Old Ba! I almost forgot Lao Ba! Deng Chaoshan, send a glass of poisonous wine to Lengquan Palace."

At the same time, the Seventh Prince who was lying in the palace opened his eyes, held Youshu's fingertips and whispered, "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. What should come will eventually come."

"Whatever you plant, you will reap what you want. If he doesn't force you, you won't show your edge, and if you don't show your edge, you won't get the emperor's attention, and if you don't get the emperor's attention, you won't leave Shuangxue Palace and enter the court. One wrong step Every step is wrong, this is his fault, and he should bear the consequences." Youshu muttered like Xianglin's wife.

"Okay, I see." The Seventh Prince smiled, pulled him into his arms and kissed him back and forth.

Half a month later, the once proud prince was imprisoned for the crime of regicide, and his elder brother, Prince Su, was demoted to a commoner and confiscated his family property. After several turmoil, under the advice of all the cabinet ministers, Emperor Jing appointed the seventh son, Prince Duan. As the prince, he will enter the palace to assist the government from now on.

50 years later, Qianqing Palace.

Youshu put the master's legs on her own, and massaged inch by inch along the ankle.Even though the master stood up again, there were still some toxins in his bones. When he was young, he didn't feel much, but when he was old, he suffered from many sequelae, and the pain was unbearable every time it was rainy.

The Seventh Prince, no, should be called Emperor Daoguang now, stretched out his wrinkled hand, and wiped away the disguise on Youshu's face, revealing an unparalleled beauty.Even though 50 years have passed, even though he is dying and old, Youshu has not changed at all. He is still the same as when we first met, innocent and immature, with clear eyes.When the ruthless years made everyone grow old, they seemed to be extra tolerant towards him.

A huge sense of fear hit his heart, making Emperor Daoguang's eyes turn red.He slowly took Youshu into his arms, caressed his back, seemed to cry and sighed, "What would you do if I died?" Who cares whether you are cold or warm, whether you are happy or sad, who cares? Will you turn the pages of the book when you are lonely and tell you a story slowly?But no matter what, that person would never be him again.

"I don't know either!" Youshu's voice trembled slightly.Why didn't he feel fear, why didn't he feel confused.When he found that his body was always young, but his master was getting old little by little, he seemed to be left behind in the long river of time, ups and downs, upside down, and desperate for a few times.

He has waited for so many lives, but he is no longer sure whether he will meet again in the next life.Watching his master turn into decayed bones and ashes, and dissipate between heaven and earth, the feeling is no less than letting him experience a death.In the decades, hundreds, or even thousands of years after his master passed away, how should he survive the heart-wrenching loneliness and pain?

Youshu hardly dared to think about it, but she always remembered it inadvertently, and then shivered.

Feeling the person in his arms trembling, Emperor Daoguang quickly patted his back and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, Youshu, or you and I..." He paused, as if cutting himself open from a bleeding heart. Say the second half of the sentence, "Will you go with me?"

Youshu nodded without thinking, but before that day, he fell asleep first, his body shimmering in the moonlight, like a holy sculpture.In this regard, Emperor Daoguang was only satisfied and had no regrets.He originally thought that no matter what, he would live one day longer than Youshu, so that Youshu would not have to bear the pain of his lover's death alone.When he was alive, Emperor Daoguang wished him to be safe and happy, and when he died, he hoped that he would be free from worries.

After carrying the person into the crystal coffin, sealing the coffin layer by layer, and spending several years building a magnificent underground mausoleum, so as not to disturb Youshu's sleep, Emperor Daoguang closed his eyes contentedly.

600 years later, the state of Jin.

Suddenly there was a mournful howl in a resplendent and magnificent palace, and several anxious voices consoled in unison, and one could vaguely hear "the mother's day is mourning, don't hurt your body" and so on.

Stepping from the cloister to the main hall, one can see a gilded plaque hanging on the beam at a glance, with three big characters of "Yingyue Palace" written on it.This is the dormitory of the most beloved concubine of the Jin Dynasty, Concubine Yue. She is also the most beautiful woman in the Jin Dynasty. The emperor was fascinated by just a half-faced relationship. Pepper room special pet.

However, this glamorous beauty also had times of desperation and helplessness. Her three-year-old son was murdered by a concubine and died of poisoning.While comforting the empress, the maid said she was going to report to the emperor, but she held her back forcefully, "Don't go! I still have a way, yes, I still have a way!"

She picked up her son, opened a secret door in the apse and stepped into the underground palace. The candles in the underground palace ignited without fire, illuminating her way forward.At the end of the underground palace is a ten-foot-high wall, on which are carved all kinds of ghosts with green faces and fangs. The relief in the middle is a black-faced man, holding a brush in his hand and pointing at one of the ghost kings. The ghost king knelt down. Bowing, with a look of fear on his face, the surrounding ghosts turned around one after another, as if they wanted to run away.

In front of these vivid reliefs, the woman's firm expression finally collapsed, showing a bit of shock.She took a deep breath, then gently put her son on the ground, and kowtowed to the black-faced man, one, two, three, four... Kowtowed for a quarter of an hour, until her forehead was red, swollen and bleeding.

Finally, after knocking two hundred times, the relief of the black-faced man turned into a solid body, falling from the wall, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

"I beg the immortal to save my child!" The woman cried bitterly.

"You should know that I am the judge of the underworld. I can only seduce souls, but not save lives. I warned you when I replaced the head of this peerless beauty for you. This head belonged to an oiran by the Qinhuai River 500 years ago. Life is cheap, you use her things to get her low status, even if you are favored for a while, it will not last long, and the child you give birth will be a short-lived ghost. It is you who are obsessed with obsession and insist on doing this, so what is the point of begging me now Use?" The man flicked his sleeves and turned around.

Concubine Yue took out a golden wolf hair from her bosom, and begged, "If the celestial being can save my son, I will return the god you gave to the ancestors to Zhao."

The man suddenly turned his head, his expression tangled several times.After a while, he took back the wolf hair and sighed, "Forget it, I will help you one last time. There is a corpse here that can hold your soul, and I will use it to perform the soul-moving method."

"Whose body?" Concubine Yue asked anxiously.After all, the son is a nobleman, how can he just pick up corpses from wild graves and use them?

The man sneered, "You don't have to feel that you have been humiliated. To put it bluntly, with your lowly fate, entering this corpse really ruined him. He was from the Dayan royal family 600 years ago, surrounded by Ziwei Emperor Qi, your son was originally born with the appearance of an early death, let alone the life of a true dragon emperor. If you use this body, you will be able to turn the world upside down in the future and become a great treasure. If it weren't for the yin and yang insinuation pen of this seat, which is the world's most precious treasure, It is necessary to exchange the treasure to end the cause and effect, and I will not take him out."

The woman was overjoyed and kowtowed again and again.

The man disappeared for a while, and when he reappeared holding a shimmering "corpse" in his hand, the woman was attracted by his unparalleled beauty after just a glance, and then said in surprise, "Xianzun, his age seems to It's too big, even if you have spells, you can make others forget my son's previous appearance, but you can't make them ignore his age!"

"What do you know, I have a bottle of yellow spring water here, which can go back in time. After I feed him to drink, he will become a three-year-old child." The man took out a bottle of water, poured it into the mouth of the "corpse", and waited for him to drink it. Shrunk down to three years old and began to perform the soul transfer technique, and then took away another soulless corpse.

"Mother, I'm hungry." The child lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes and smiled.