Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Xie Huaian supported the pillar, his legs were trembling.

Hong Yao stood at the end of the courtyard, and said to him across a winding bluestone road: "Come on..."

"A little dizzy, I'll..."

Xie Huai'an inhaled softly, forcing himself not to look at the cobblestone road, but to look at the cobblestones on the side of the road and the flowers in the potted plants.

To no avail.

The blood-colored phantom covered the bluestone road, and he could even see organs and unspeakable objects surging up and down.

They covered the road stickily, and at the end of the bluestone road stood a monster with a white face and beardless clothes in an old-fashioned eunuch uniform.

"Sir, I'll count to three. If you still don't come over, as a punishment, I will pat you in front of Fatty where you don't want to be patted." Hong Yao made a spanking gesture.

Xie Huai'an went down the corridor and stepped on the yard.

In the hallucination, the flowers opened their bloody mouths, the stone road would shatter into an abyss, and the vegetation twisted into vines to wrap around him.

"One..." Hong Yao's voice penetrated the illusion.

"Here we come..." Xie Huai'an moved his heavy legs.

"two……"

Xie Huai'an closed his eyes, started to trot, his legs gave way and almost fell to the ground.

The young emperor in black robe took a big step forward, stretched out his firm arms to embrace him, pulled him across, and said with a smile: "Three..."

Hong Yao's body was warm, and his chest vibrated with a smile.

Xie Huai'an opened his eyes in panic, the hallucinations faded and nothing happened.

Hong Yao hugged him easily, as if he wanted to fulfill his promise of "staying by his side from before to now", and walked steadily towards the gate of the small courtyard.

"Where are we... going?" Xie Huai'an asked.

"Is it important where you go?" Hong Yao said, "The old night is over, sir, you want to live a new life with me."

"Hmm..." Xie Huai'an buried his head on Hong Yao's shoulder, hiding his shortness of breath and chaotic beating heart.

Not because of panic, but because of some happier, sweeter feelings.

"Your Majesty... don't you need to wear white gauze when you go out this time? I want to take a good look at Zhaoge."

"No..." Hong Yao's smile twisted slightly, and he immediately changed his words, "Of course..."

"Your Majesty said before that the second master can make sweet cakes, I really don't see it." Xie Huai'an buried his head and did not open his eyes to look at the stone road.

Hong Yao diverted Xie Huai'an's attention as he spoke: "Some people in Xuanji Pavilion are quite interesting. Pei Xiuyi never gets drunk after a thousand cups; the second head of the family, Pei Wenzheng, is good at cooking, and the fish soup and snacks that the husband praised are all made by him; There is also the youngest one who is the best at calculating accounts, Pei Junbao. He will review all the accounts, and whoever makes a mistake will pretend to be a girl."

Xie Huai'an was amused: "No wonder the Erdang family wore a purple skirt at first, ah, Your Majesty, I don't wear a white gauze, what if I see the Erdang family, I entered the Qianbei Cave pretending to be blind..."

Hong Yao snorted.

"The eyes of the immortal teacher are the eyes that predict the will of heaven. Isn't it natural to cover it? If you don't cover it, it means that the immortal teacher is sympathetic to the world and wants to see the suffering in the world. If you are really worried, ask Zhou Boluan to think of an excuse."

"No, there's no need." Xie Huai'an's face became hot when he heard that.

Zhou Yin is good at Ci Fu, and after working with him a few times, he is placed in a rather high position.No matter from the front or the back, Zhou Yin can exaggerate his every move.

"Will we see Erdangjia and Boluan when we go out this time?"

Hong Yao said: "Mr. will know when we arrive, look up and see, we are about to get into the carriage."

Xie Huai'an hesitated for a while, then carefully raised his head.

The sun was clear and the sky was clear.

There are three or two green bamboos on the ground, and a line of egrets in the sky.The small courtyard has white walls and gray tiles, and the carriages are simple and simple.

The dark guard Lou He smiled honestly and bowed exaggeratedly to him.The female officer, Kongqing, was smiling with a mask on her face, carrying a medicine box and a food box.

Xie Huaian was a little dazed.

They are all ruthless people who have experienced many years of dark wind and rain, but now they smile sincerely and beautifully, and even have red eyes.

This is what Hong Yao said... Do you meet people who cry every now and then when you go out?

He obviously saw each other often not long ago, but how could he forget all about it after a streak of blood?

Xie Huai'an followed suit, his smile was sweeter than the sweetest cake: "Long time no see..."

Fenxiang Tower...

Hearing that His Majesty is going to bring the immortal master here, the building has already been emptied of idlers.Only Pei Wenzheng, the second master, and Ling Ziyou, who happened to be sorting out the manuscripts in the building, were left.

Pei Wenzheng was dressed in female attire, clutching his stomach and dangling habitually.

"Old Ling, do I walk through like this? Do I need to insert another golden step, put some nails on my nails, and dye them in rouge, no, deep purple?"

Ling Ziyou drank from a cup and almost choked.

"I'm coughing...Pei Wenzheng, you've been hesitating for a long time on this? I thought you couldn't bear women's clothes and would come back and kneel down to apologize."

Pei Wenzheng rolled his eyes: "Xuanji Pavilion's service purpose is honored guests first. Now my brother has changed, and become the immortal teacher first. Your Majesty has sent an order in advance to let me dress up for the immortal master. Do you think I should pay attention?"

The elder brother that Pei Wenzheng was talking about was Pei Xiuyi, the owner of Xuanji Pavilion.

These days Hong Yao stayed by Xie Huai'an's bedside with his clothes untied. Under Hong Yao's signal, wave after wave of people who wanted to apologize from the six departments all crowded into the main altar of Xuanji Pavilion.

Pei Xiuyi has been going around in different banquets from the moment she opened her eyes to the time she closed them, trying to figure out what's going on for the emperor. She finally had to pay attention to the situation in different places when she was alone, and the blood in her phoenix eyes never stopped.

"All right..." Ling Ziyou frowned and lowered his voice, "Wen Zheng, the inscription you keep is finally released. It's not an exaggeration to regard the immortal master as the great benefactor of Xuanji Pavilion. But the most important usage .”

Ling Ziyou pointed to the sky: "Is there any problem?"

Pei Wenzheng said: "Your Majesty has supported the Xuanji Pavilion for several years, and my brother is still able to handle things properly. What my brother said was a bit strange. He said... His Majesty will be angry with him if he changes it, and he will be angry if he doesn't change it. Take the lesser and change."

As Pei Wen was talking, his stomach gripped tighter: "If Your Majesty thinks it's wrong, it won't hurt your muscles and bones if you blame it. At most, the whole pavilion will continue to work day and night for a few months."

"Yes. Your Majesty is wise and powerful." Ling Ziyou touched his hairline with lingering fear when he heard that it was day and night.

In a quaint carriage.

Xie Huai'an leaned against the window, looking out curiously through a veil.

Seeing that his expression was a bit wrong, he closed the curtain by himself, and sat with his knees tucked in the soft mattress-covered compartment.

"What?" Hong Yao took out a new brochure from the low table at his feet, noticed Xie Huai'an's reaction, and asked.

"This is entering the city..." Xie Huai'an hesitated.

"right……"

"Does Your Majesty want to take me to Fenxiang Tower?"

"Mister don't like it?"

"No, it's just...it's okay."

Hong Yao raised his eyebrows.

Xie Huai'an shivered, moved to Hong Yao's side consciously, and whispered to him: "I saw the bluestone road, and I couldn't control myself... There would be terrible things in front of me, and I was in pain. There is a whole road in front of Fenxiang Pavilion. The streets are all cobblestone roads. If the time comes... it will cause trouble again."

Hong Yao took out small porcelain bottles tied with silk threads of different colors from various places in his sleeves, low cabinets, and medicine chests, and pointed while talking: "Eat this if your heart hurts, eat this if you can't breathe, eat this if you are so dizzy that you can't walk." This. I feel pain in my bones and come to me."

Xie Huaian: "..."

He understood that Hong Yao was going to drag him to Fenxiang Building today.

Panic came and went, gradually accumulating.

The panic reached its peak when the carriage stopped.

Xie Huaian didn't want to appear incompetent, he got out of the door curtain and helped Hong Yao's men get out of the car.

This is a dirt road under martial law, which seems to be a small street behind the Fenxiang Building.

"Your Majesty, sir, look this way." Lou He stood in front of a dark and narrow alley, leading the way with a smile.

This road leads to the side entrance of the Fenxiang Building.

Xie Huaian pulled himself together, smiled and walked forward.

The hallucinations of the past are like rooted nightmares, gnashing their teeth and claws in the dark.

But as soon as he entered the door, the hallucination disappeared.

The decoration of Fenxiang Building has been completely changed, except for the carved windows and heavy gilt doors, all the things related to Tianshengjiao have been completely removed.

The handsome Pei Wen was putting on makeup and wearing a purple dress, and bowed to him: "I have met Your Majesty, Immortal Master. The previous change of clothes was hasty, and the Immortal Master could not enjoy watching it to its fullest. Today, I specially changed it again as an apology. "

Ling Ziyou's face was full of spring breeze, and he followed suit.

Zhou Yin, who had changed into a plain student uniform, was rushed over by Lou He, her eyes were red as soon as she entered the door, and she almost threw herself in front of Xie Huaian's lap and cried.

Xie Huai'an was embarrassed, but also happy.

Everything was like a repeat of the old days, and he was taken to the guest room on the top floor of the Fenxiang Building.

Beside him were Hong Yao who used to be a god servant, Zhou Yin who used to be a child prodigy, the second in charge of on-site scheduling, and the genius doctor Ling just in case.

He once dreamed of a bright future with them, and once pushed Hong Yao's hand away, facing the bone-eroding wind, and walked on the bluestone road alone.

Still the same people and places, what's different today.

Erdangjia's sweet cakes are delicious, and I can offer the best compliment: no throat-smelling, just right sweetness with a long aftertaste.

Ling Ziyou applied for a face-to-face consultation with Hong Yao for "committing crimes against the wind", and unexpectedly succeeded.In the end, because the diagnosis and treatment took too long, after Hong Yao sneered, he knelt down and apologized.

Zhou Yin let out a long sigh of relief after learning that his eyes were safe and sound, and then his face flushed. He changed from his clear and straightforward style in the past, stumbled to talk about the recent changes in the city, suddenly had a nosebleed, and consciously joined the group kneeling to apologize. team.

Hong Yao seized the time and said: "Master Xianshi is not in good health yet, do you need me to remind you personally?"

Hong Yao is a monarch who is bloody when it should be bloody, and has no airs when he voluntarily restrains his presence. Before, he had been quietly leaning against the door with his chest in his arms. Now he kicked the door open, moved his knuckles with both hands, and made a "creaking" sound.

The room was suddenly empty.

"Sir, don't you want to go and have a look at the window?" Hong Yao supported Xie Huai'an and led him to the window.

Xie Huai'an was still immersed in the long-lost happiness, and followed obediently.

It was only when Hong Yao raised the window that Xie Huai'an remembered that there was a bluestone road below.

As soon as his heart tightened, he froze.

"This is...the market?"

Outside the Fenxiang Building, on the street where he used to open an altar for divination, there are densely packed bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets, and even iron pots and porcelain bowls.

It seems that the people who put things come from all over the place, those who can get the baskets will put them in the baskets, and those who don't have a broken bowl will put them in.

He could see eggs and ducks, lotus leaves and lotus seeds, all kinds of dry goods from the mountains, and even live chickens and ducks tied up on the road...

Hong Yao said: "I sealed off the streets before and after Fenxianglou, but the people in the city miss Mr., and they really can't stop them. One by one, the people who gathered together to deliver things were worried that Mr. would be seriously injured, and they took out their money to make him pay for it." .”

Xie Huai'an's eyes were moist.

There were too many bamboo baskets, and he couldn't see the bluestone road at all.

He may not remember this road clearly from now on, but only remembers the heart that was as lively as a market.

"This can't be done, I can't finish it, it's too wasteful to keep it, Your Majesty..."

"I knew sir would say that, it's been arranged..." Hong Yao hugged Xie Huai'an from behind, "I will leave some to cook chicken soup for sir, and the cooks in the palace are also idle, I told them to take advantage of the fresh ingredients , and set fire to cook in the whole city, whoever sees it will have a share."

"Okay..." Xie Huai'an lay down in front of the window intently.

Hong Yao said patiently: "Chicken soup will be very fresh, with a thin layer of golden oil floating on it. Soaking it in the rice while it is hot is suitable for Mr.'s current appetite. But there will be some meat in it. If Mr. feels like vomiting, just eat it." Think about the road."

Xie Huaian nodded seriously.

Hong Yao said: "Okay, let's go. It's still early, and there is another journey."

"Next trip?"

"Just follow along, walk out of the gate of Fenxiang Building, and head towards the altar..."

Hong Yao hugged Xie Huai'an tightly, and said softly: "Mister's memory is not good, but I remember it very clearly. This time, Mr. has no reason to push away my hand, saying that this is the only way to go."

Xie Huai'an was taken downstairs by Hong Yao in a daze.

Let the emperor in black robe respectfully hold his hand as if he was a god attendant, passing through baskets of native eggs.

The wind blows their robes like two lingering birds.

The sound of drumming and cheers could be faintly heard across the street, there was no rancid smell in the air, and the smell of rice wafted from nowhere penetrated into Xie Huai'an's nose.

At the end of the stone road, a quaint carriage was parked.

"Today, I will drive for the immortal master. I'm young enough to play for the rest of my life." Lou He laughed.

Horseshoes stepped across the bluestone road, pulling the cart all the way to the altar.

The altar has been refurbished, leaving a high altar with nine jade pillars.There are screens on all sides of the altar, surrounded by large dragon chairs.

Xie Huaian couldn't stand anymore.He was fed a few pills of heart-protecting medicine by Hong Yao, and carried him all the way to the altar.

Under the high altar stood Youyun Castle soldiers in black armor.They didn't look sideways, and they only had admiration for the national teacher who exchanged his body for great peace and tranquility.

A general with scars on his face and red eyes watched the young emperor enter behind the screen with a man in his arms.

Time has passed, and the three of them have changed their appearance.

Since the Celestial Master came to power, the court bells and drums, which had been out of use for many years, rang in one afternoon.

This was an extremely bloody court meeting that overthrew all stereotypes and old systems.

There is no ostentation of holy music and drum music, and no long road of worship.There are no towering palace gates and grand halls, no maids and servants holding golden furnaces, palace fans, and vases.

There are only the dragon chairs on the altar covered by the screen, and the blood-stained soldiers on the tip of their guns.

And the execution ground under the high altar.

The civil and military officials who had been kneeling for a long time approached tremblingly, and lined up on both sides of the execution ground to bow down to the high altar.

Behind them was the long prison cart, and the civilians who followed the prison cart after hearing the news.

Thus began the emperor's first court meeting.

The officials went to the high altar one by one to play their affairs, and reported their merits and demerits since the Shuntian years.

Feiluanwei, dressed as a eunuch, uploaded the content of the memorial to the emperor and down to the common people one after another.

After the performance is over, start asking and beheading.

There were unkempt criminals sitting in the prison car, shouting grievances, howling and cursing endlessly.

Like the people of Zhaoge, they thought that the emperor was just showing off, and they would be released after being locked up for a while to maintain the operation of the government.

As a result, the moment he saw the sun again was when the head fell to the ground.

The prisoner with the holy tower shouted: "Holy Master save me!"

Several guards with gloomy expressions carried a half-person-high clay pot and placed it in the center of the execution ground.

"Are you looking for Li Zhaoxian? I will take him on a parade later." A guard laughed.

The execution ground was filled with blood.

Before each prisoner was executed, his crimes were read aloud.

The guillotine fell again and again, and the head rolled to the ground.

The gathered people went from being terrified to cheering loudly, gradually trembling, and fell into a panicked silence.

There are so many heads that they seem to pile up a tower, and on a few wooden sticks are hung the most corrupt and most absurd acts.

Blood flowed from the execution ground, soaking the robes of civil and military officials.

The once aloof celestial master turned into a terrifying human figure in the urn, and seemed to be conscious.

Some people kept fainting, and they didn't dare to make a sound until they passed out.

But there is always someone laughing.

The widow wearing a black veil is laughing, muttering "Kill".The criminals on the execution ground didn't have many lives in their hands, but her husband was dragged to the downtown by several sons because he made a small mistake while doing things, and was tortured to death.Your Majesty is merciful, these beasts should be hacked into pieces!

The man with a clear conscience smiled happily.They listened to every crime and knew that as long as the monarch was executed according to the crime, the knife would never fall on their head in this life.

The crowd who were frightened by the blood gradually recalled it, wept, and shouted: "Blue sky! Blue sky!"

"Kill! Kill!"

The celestial master burned the classics, but he couldn't stop the words and everyone's mouth.

Even though the great scene has been shrouded under the blood-colored sky for a hundred years, the common people still call the upright officials "Qingtian".

On the altar...

Several large screens blocked Xie Huai'an's sight, he couldn't see the blood, he could only hear shouting and crying.

Before the execution began, Hong Yao told him what would happen, and asked him to listen to the voice of chanting the crime, and if he felt that the crime would not lead to death, he would scratch Hong Yao's palm, and Hong Yao would immediately order the execution to stop.

At this time, Xie Huai'an was trembling slightly, half lying on the dragon chair, being held in Hong Yao's arms.

Hong Yao said: "Sir, did you hear that the Celestial Master is below?"

Xie Huai'an said hoarsely: "I heard..."

"I still let him live, and when my husband is satisfied, I will let him die in pain."

Hong Yao asked again: "The smell of blood is a bit stronger, are you afraid, sir?"

"People are cheering ... I'm not afraid."

"Then remember this day. Replace the bluestone road with bamboo baskets all over the floor, and replace Mr.'s nightmare with the blood of people shouting "Blue Sky". "

Hong Yao kissed Xie Huai'an on the cheek: "Sir, you are sitting in front of Tianshi Li at the altar, with blood on your face. But you don't have to worry, there are people crying and cheering in front of you, and I and I behind you."

"Um……"

Xie Huaian struggled and turned over in Hong Yao's arms, from facing the screen to facing Hong Yao.

"Is it cold?" Tianzi asked in a low voice.

"Do not……"

Instead it was hot...too hot.

His heart was beating so hard that he was not afraid of anything.

just want to...

Xie Huai'an closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, he hugged Hong Yao back, and kissed Hong Yao's chest quietly with his soft lips.

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