Sha Po Lang

The old man's birthday is a big event, which is called birthday celebration. Children's birthdays are lively, and it is not easy to grow up again. Parents are relieved.

Gu Yun is neither old nor young, his grandma doesn't love his uncle, if he happens to be at home, the old housekeeper can still remember to make arrangements for him, but most of the time he is not at home, so he remembers the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. Too busy to forget the past.

To be honest, there is nothing to celebrate. There is a lot of attention in the market that "the mother of the first grade of junior high school is the official of the fifteenth year", which means that it is better for a girl to be a boy in the first grade of junior high school. To procrastinate for a few more hours in the mother's womb, it can be seen that it is a natural death.

Lady Cao not only dressed herself up, but also dragged out the sword puppet together with Chang Geng and others and ravaged her.

They painted two simple red faces on the night wandering god, got some old silk from no one knew where, and tied up its iron arms in various ways.

Holding a bowl of noodles in Huo Shuyinhua's hand, the sword puppet stared blankly at Gu Yun, with an indescribable grievance on his dark face.

Gu Yun scolded in a low voice: "You bastards, did the sword puppet let you play like this?"

Ge Pangxiao stepped forward to distribute the credit: "Master Hou, the blush was wiped by a fake girl, the fire for cooking the noodles was made by me, and the eggs in the noodles were made by my elder brother!"

Gu Yun became a little cautious for a while, he just felt that the Hou's Mansion, which had been deserted for many years, was suddenly so lively that he didn't even recognize him.

Chang Geng: "Father, come in after eating the noodles."

Gu Yun: "Okay."

He picked up the bowl, glanced at Chang Geng, purposely picked out the egg inside and ate it first, he bit into a crunchy egg shell at the first bite, he didn't make a sound, chewed the shell and the egg together and swallowed , as if he had never eaten in eight lifetimes, he wiped out a bowl of noodles in a few mouthfuls, and drank the soup clean.

Since ancient times, the gentle township has been the tomb of heroes, every time Gu Yun left the capital, he came and went without any worries, only this time he was full of melancholy.

Maybe it's because I "go back" to the frontier every time, only this time I'm going far away from home.

It's a pity, don't talk about this kind of gentle melancholy, even if your heart is broken, don't think about stumbling An Dinghou's footsteps.

The next day, Gu Yun dressed up and went out as if nothing had happened. After all, he didn't say hello to Chang Geng. He went to Beidaying alone, and looked back in the direction of the capital.

It's a pity that from such a far place, he can only see a shadow of Qi Yuan Lou.

Shen Yi wandered up to him and asked, "Marshal, have you discovered your conscience?"

Gu Yun sighed: "The next time you come back, you might not recognize me again. Alas, my title as adoptive father is always on the verge of crumbling...Let's go."

The Black Tie Battalion set out, the army was pruned, and it ran over mercilessly like a black whirlwind, and everyone couldn't help but retreat.

They wanted to escort the son of the Sirius clan to the north, and then went straight to the west to kill sand bandits in the Western Regions and ensure that the ancient Silk Road would be safe and unimpeded.

On the second day after they left, Chang Geng got up early as usual, remembering that Gu Yun was not at home, he still couldn't help but took the iron puppet to his empty yard. meal.

Before leaving, he looked up and saw the plum blossoms in the yard blooming.

It just snowed a few days ago, and the petals were covered with a layer of translucent frost. The more Chang Geng looked at it, the more he liked it, so he couldn't help but reached out and folded two. His first reaction was always to keep it for Gu Yun, even if he knew The adoptive father might not be able to come back within three to five days, so he still carefully brushed off the frost and snow from the branches, trying to find a vase to put in Gu Yun's room.

It's a pity that Gu Yun's room is so big and it's cleaner than his face. He searched around, but he didn't even find a wine bottle that could be used to arrange tea and flowers.

Chang Geng opened the window and called out to the old housekeeper, "Uncle Wang, do you have a vase?"

The old housekeeper responded and went to look for it. Chang Geng held two plum blossoms and looked around in Gu Yun's room.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on Gu Yun's bedside, and he was stunned for a moment - the fox fur on the bedside that made the whole bedroom look valuable was gone.

At this time, Uncle Wang walked in with this celadon vase, and smiled at Chang Geng: "Your Highness, can you see this? Where is it suitable?"

Chang Geng stared straight at the empty head of the bed, and asked, "Uncle Wang, why did Lord Hou put away that fox fur so early?"

The corners of Uncle Wang's eyes twitched slightly, and he replied somewhat unnaturally: "Didn't Lord Hou go out with the emperor? I think he took him away."

Chang Geng's heart sank slowly.

On New Year's Eve, Xuan Ying, who was by Gu Yun's side, told him that the commander-in-chief never wore winter clothes in the capital, and only occasionally took them out when he came out of the customs and met the white hair wind.

On New Year's Eve, he felt a little strange, since Gu Yun didn't wear winter clothes, why did he hang a fox fur outside?What are you going to do?But at that time, the war was in turmoil, and he was plagued by nightmares, his mind was not so clear, and he didn't think about it.

Chang Geng turned his head suddenly, his voice was as dry as a strained string: "Uncle Wang, where did he go? Don't lie to me that I don't like to go out, then I also know that Xiangshan is not as far away as Peking University."

Uncle Wang held up a vase and stood there bewildered.

Gu Yun's hands-off shopkeeper walked cleanly by himself, so he didn't care when he left. The old butler had expected such a thing to happen sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Chang Geng took a deep breath and asked in a low voice: "Has he already left Beijing for the border? Where? North or west?"

The old butler gave an embarrassing smile: "Well, this old slave doesn't understand military matters... Your Highness, I think Lord Hou doesn't want you to worry..."

With a "click" in Chang Geng's hand, he broke off the flower branch, and said each word in a word: "He is not afraid of my concern, but he is afraid that I will follow."

The old butler shut up.

Although Chang Geng is Gu Yun's adopted son in name, no one wants to see him anymore. After all, he is also surnamed Li, and he will be a county king in the future.The old butler felt bitter, feeling that his unkind master was getting cold feet, and threw the hot potato to himself, ready to suffer a fit.

But after waiting for a long time, Chang Geng didn't make a sound.

The quarrels and yelling that Chang Geng caused due to depression are all in his heart.

It wasn't just Gu Yun's sudden departure without saying goodbye, anyway, he had been tricked by Gu Yun more than once, and he was used to it long ago, so he should treat each other calmly.

But this time, the uneasiness and anxiety that had been accumulated in his heart since he entered Beijing finally couldn't hold back, and burst out.

In fact, Chang Geng is like Ming Jing in his heart, he has always been clear that his existence is superfluous to everyone, he has no intention of being involved, he is destined to be an insignificant pawn, like being in the dark river in Yanhui Town, Involuntarily being swept away.

However, he was blinded by the peace and joy that has been whitewashing the peace these days, and he was greedy, wanting to grab something, deceiving himself and others, and refusing to think about the future.

"What do you want?" Chang Geng asked himself, "You think too much."

But even though his heart was turbulent, Chang Geng didn't say anything when facing the white-haired old housekeeper.

The old housekeeper asked tremblingly, "Your Highness..."

Chang Geng silently took the vase from him, carefully trimmed the broken flower branches, placed them on Gu Yun's desk, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

After speaking, he turned around and went out.

When Chang Geng left Gu Yun's room, he couldn't help running, and he threw down all the sword servants and puppets.

Ge Pangxiao held a Ziliujin box that had been unloaded from somewhere in his hand, and was walking out, almost passing Chang Geng, wondering: "Hey, big brother..."

As if Chang Geng hadn't heard of it, he swept over like a gust of wind, rushed into his room, and locked the door behind him.

Just like what Gu Yun likes most about him, Chang Geng is a born benevolent and righteous person, and he can't vent his anger on irrelevant people. In this regard, Xiuniang has contributed a lot. Days of abuse had honed his amazing endurance.

At the same time, the Ur bone buried in the boy's body since childhood is like a plant that needs to be irrigated with poisonous water, gradually blooming into hideous flowers.

Chang Geng began to be out of breath, his chest seemed to be pressed by a boulder, the muscles all over his body stretched into a ball of rusty iron, his calf trembled involuntarily.

His ears were buzzing, and he was horrified to find that strange violent emotions were rushing out of his chest, and he inadvertently squeezed his fingers to make a "cracking" sound, which was the first time he tasted this while awake. A feeling of being trapped in a nightmare.

Chang Geng clearly felt that there seemed to be an invisible hand in his heart, which was bluntly wiping away all the warm feelings in his heart.

At first, Chang Geng had a clear consciousness, and thought frightenedly: "Is this the bone of Ur? What's wrong with me?"

Soon, even his fear disappeared, and his consciousness became blurred. He began to be confused about where he was, and thousands of thoughts in his mind rose and fell like a tide, and the hazy killing intent came from nowhere.

For a moment, he thought that Gu Yun was gone and didn't want him anymore, and for a moment he seemed to see Gu Yun standing in front of him, mocking his powerlessness with a blank face.

All the negative emotions in Chang Geng's heart were magnified by hundreds or even thousands of times by the outbreak of Wu Ergu.

At this moment, it seemed that Gu Yun was no longer the foster father he carefully kept in his heart, but an enemy he hated so much that he couldn't wait to grab it in his hands and humiliate him severely.

Chang Geng tightly grasped the broken knife hanging on his chest, his fingers were bloodstained by the sharpened broken knife.

This point awakened Chang Geng with an unusually clear pain in the infinite numbness, he instinctively found a way out, his ten fingers ruthlessly grabbed into the flesh, leaving a string of bloody wounds on his arm.

By the time Urbone's attack gradually subsided, the sun had already begun to set in the west.

The clothes on Chang Geng's body were soaked in cold sweat, and his arms and hands were covered with blood. He leaned against the door exhausted, and finally experienced the power of Wu'er bone, only to realize that he thought that Wu'er bone was to let him How naive is the idea of ​​having a nightmare.

This time Xiu Niang did not show mercy to him.

Seeing that he hadn't come out for a long time and didn't answer the knock on the door, the old housekeeper and others were already worried, wandering around outside and calling him every once in a while.

This little popularity made Chang Geng feel better, his eyelids fluttered slightly, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down from his forehead and landed on his eyelashes, making him almost unable to open his eyes: "I'm fine, just let me stay by myself for a while." .”

"You haven't eaten all day," said the old butler. "If Lord Hou was here, he would definitely not bear to see His Highness ruining his body like this—even if you want to drink a bowl of porridge, or else the old servant will bring it in for you?"

Chang Geng was mentally and mentally exhausted, and when he heard Gu Yun mentioned, he silently chanted that person twice in his heart, and said forcefully, "It's okay, Uncle Wang, if I'm hungry, I'll find supper tonight, don't worry about it." I."

The old butler heard that although his voice was weak, he was orderly, so he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he turned around and waved at the old servants who were serving Chang Geng, Lady Cao and Ge Pangxiao, who were probing his brains, and walked away.

Chang Geng sat leaning against the door, when he looked up, he saw Gu Yun's shoulder armor hanging on his bed.

That thing was dark and cold, with an inhuman look, but it was left behind by the original owner to dispel his nightmares.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, the brazier in the room gradually warmed his cold body. Chang Geng gained some strength, so he got up and tidied up his mess. After washing the wound and applying it carefully, he took off Gu Yun's shoulder armor, hugged him in his arms, and laid himself on the bed on his back.

He didn't cry.

Maybe it was exhausted, or maybe it was just bleeding.

If you choose the path of bloodshed, you usually won't be able to shed tears, because there is only a little water in a person, and one side has to be more important.

Chang Geng just had a fight with the enemy who was destined to be entangled with him for a lifetime, and the loss was a mess, and he also saw the strength of the opponent.

It's just that he was strangely unafraid, just like when he faced the barbarians in heavy armor alone in Xiuniang's room when Yan returned to the town.

He's mild-mannered, but don't make him bow to anything.

Hmm...except for Gu Yun.

Chang Geng thought weakly: "I hate Gu Yun to death."

Then he tried to hang Gu Yun's shoulder armor on his body.He didn't wear the armor, and he didn't know if it fit, but he felt that the weight of the thing was heavier than he imagined. He fell asleep wearing the armor, and there were thousands of difficulties and obstacles waiting for him in his dream.

The next day, Chang Geng announced that he was going out for a trip.

The whole Hou Mansion was shocked - the scene of the Fourth Highness being carried out of the gate by Marshal Gu on New Year's Eve is still vivid in my memory.

Gu Yun's original words were: "If it takes three to five days, we will pass the Seven Great Passes and arrive at Northern Xinjiang anyway. He has nowhere to go after him, so he will be honest."

But within three or five days, the old butler was afraid that Chang Geng would prepare his horse to catch up, so he said cautiously: "Your Highness, the Xuantieying is no different from ordinary troops, and their footsteps are very fast, even the thousand-mile horses are chasing after them." No, besides, there are no people without military status in the army, this is the rule passed down by the old Hou Ye, you see..."

Chang Geng calmly replied: "Uncle Wang, I didn't want to chase after him and cause trouble, I'm not an ignorant child."

The old housekeeper: "Then you are..."

Chang Geng: "I want to go to Huguo Temple to visit Master Ran, I have agreed with him before."

The old housekeeper's face became indescribable again.

When the commander-in-chief returns to the mansion, if he finds out that when he is not at home, the little highness actually treacherously treacherously came to the monk's temple...

The old housekeeper couldn't imagine Gu Yun's expression - wouldn't it be like wearing a cuckold?

But the most urgent task right now is to coax Master Hou's adoptive son to be happier, the old housekeeper had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree, and ordered a row of family officers to escort Chang Geng to Huguo Temple as if facing a big enemy.

It is as mighty as a door-to-door kick.

Knowing that the monk made tea, he was not surprised to see Chang Geng, as if he had expected him to come, he invited him to sit down with a pleasant face, poured him a cup of tea, and asked the little novice to bring paper, pen and burning paper Brazier, put on a posture of long talk.

It's only been half a month since I saw him, and the monk realized that the bewilderment and anxiety between the young man's brows had disappeared, and his whole body brought a bit of melancholic calm and firmness, like a butterfly that has broken free from the first layer. pupa.

Chang Geng thanked him, took a sip from the tea bowl, and almost choked.

The monk said last time that he would serve him with good tea, but he was just being polite, so he brewed a cup of something unknown, it was so bitter that the root of his tongue hurt, and there was no tea fragrance at all.

Chang Geng: "What is this?"

Monk Liaoran wrote with a smile: "Kuding, clears eyesight and activates blood, can eliminate troubles and help sleep."

Chang Geng: "Isn't that just Gualu? I drank it in the Hou Mansion, it seems..."

The taste is not so disgusting.

Liao Ran: "That's Xiaoye, this is Daye Gualu."

Daye's sounds a bit powerful, Chang Geng just wanted to compliment a few words, then saw the monk wrote honestly: "Daye's is cheaper."

Chang Geng: "..."

He carefully looked at the monk's tea bowls, they were good bowls, and they were cleaned very cleanly, but it was a pity that after using them for too long, they would inevitably be bumped, and several of them were cracked.

Monk Mingran: "The monk's house is crude, Your Highness forgive me."

The entire capital city left him with the impression that everyone was rich, and the city was full of luxurious pastimes. Westerners said that the floor tiles laid by Emperor Liang were covered with gold, which is not an exaggeration.

But for some reason, the few people Chang Geng knew around him were all poor ghosts. Needless to say, Shen Yi was born with the face of poor farmers from generation to generation, and Marshal Gu, sitting in such a huge marquis mansion, was just an empty shell Son, I couldn't wait to take Chang Geng to the palace early in the morning to find the emperor to play the autumn wind, and now there is another monk who uses a gap cup.

Chang Geng said: "The Huguo Temple is full of incense, but the master lives in poverty. He really is a person who was born to practice."

Liao Ran smiled, and wrote: "The monk travels all over the world, he is used to being down and out, he is not treating the nobles well."

Chang Geng asked: "I've heard people say that the master has traveled to Western countries on iron dragons. Is it to promote Buddhism?"

Liao Ran: "I'm not talented enough, I don't dare to imitate the wandering monks in ancient times, I just go out to see the world and people in all directions."

Chang Geng swallowed another mouthful of bitterness, the more bitter he tasted, the bitterer he tasted, he had no choice but to swallow it in disappointment: "I grew up in a small border town, and I have never left a small town with an acre of land. When I came to the capital, I seldom go out of the Marquis’ Mansion, isn’t it too comfortable in a corner? But I always feel that the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world are roughly the same, and after seeing other people’s, there is still no place to put myself.”

Knowing: "If the heart has a corner, the troubles as big as the house can only be squeezed in one corner. The heart has four directions, and the troubles as big as the mountains are just a drop in the ocean."

When Chang Geng heard about it, he was stunned for a long time, and watched Monk Mingran fill the written paper bit by bit into the brazier and burn it clean.

"Master, you told me the other day, 'I don't know the suffering, and I don't believe in gods and Buddhas'. Now that I know the suffering, I come to ask the gods and Buddhas for advice. Could you please give me some advice?"