Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

That day when Xiao Beicheng went down the mountain, he personally held the clean bottle containing Junziyou's ashes. After returning home without saying a word, he spent the whole night eating and drinking without thinking about it. , wanting to cover the heat with the temperature of the palm of your hand.

Butler Liu couldn't bear it, thinking that three years had passed and he hadn't been able to temporarily forget the pain of that person's death, his prince was really a lover.

At night, Steward Liu came with a light on, put on a coat for the man lightly, and spoke very softly, as if afraid of scaring him, "My lord, I'm leaving for Gusu tomorrow morning. I've taken the medicine. Let's rest early."

Xiao Beicheng slowly raised his eyes as if suddenly awakened, his eyes were a little dazed, and he asked: "You said, will he be reluctant to leave after he has gone back?"

"My lord..."

"I've waited for three full years, three years... to make myself less out of control when I think of him. But in the past three years, I have never seen him once. He...would he think that I was too selfish? .”

"My lord, don't think too much, eat this bowl of lotus root noodles first, and you will feel better."

Sweets can always bring happiness to people. In the past, when you were down, as long as you contained a sweet osmanthus candy, your mood would become more comfortable.And after Junziyou died, Xiao Beicheng seemed to have tasted all the bitterness in the world, no matter how sweet the taste was, he could only taste it with a few drops of sour soup.

Steward Liu was very considerate, and seeing that he was still struggling to pull himself together, he added half a spoonful of plum juice to the lotus root powder and brought it to his mouth, and the man reluctantly took a sip.

He persuaded: "My lord, take a break, you have to get up early tomorrow."

"Then, can you let him accompany me?"

Knowing that if he refused, that person would definitely not be able to sleep tonight, so Steward Liu nodded in agreement, and waited for that person to wash and change, and then went to bed to rest.

After Xiao Beicheng fell asleep, Liu Guanjia, who protected the candlelight with his palm and dimmed the light in the room, murmured: "My silly prince, isn't he always by your side..."

When the sky was slightly bright, Steward Liu turned off the lights, and went out cautiously, stretching his sore muscles and bones a little. When he raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Hei sitting in the corridor, staring at him quietly.

Butler Liu took out a paper bag from his sleeve, squeezed a small dried fish and shook it in front of it, only to find that the cat, which always liked to eat fishy things, was indifferent, with sadness in its blue eyes, and it whimpered in a low voice with.

"Little guy, what's the matter with you, didn't you wake up early because you were hungry?"

He patted Xiao Hei's head again, but the cat walked away disheveledly, and sneaked into the room through the crack of the door as soon as he turned his head. When Butler Liu went back to catch it, the little guy had already jumped onto the table case, curled up to protect the clean bottle in his arms, and kept rubbing his little head.

Afraid that it would accidentally break the bottle, Butler Liu reached out to pick up Xiao Hei, but was stopped halfway.

Xiao Beicheng woke up at some point, stroked Xiao Hei's head, and said sadly: "It misses him too..."

When the fingertips touched a trace of warmth, Xiao Beicheng raised his hand, and a drop of moisture hung on his fingertips. He suddenly couldn't control his emotions, and fell to his knees while leaning on the table, tears streaming down like rain.

"Yu Qing, he won't come back. I've waited for three years and haven't waited for him. Is he, he won't come back..."

"My lord, don't be like this..."

"Ziyou...my Ziyou, he really, really left..."

In the past three years, Xiao Beicheng naively thought that as long as he disappeared, that person would live forever in his heart, and he would return one day.But when he touched that person, the person struggled to die in his arms three years ago, his body gradually turned cold, and a stiff despair surged into his heart, he suddenly remembered that he was the one who witnessed Junziyou's death people……

Hearing the movement, Shen Ci looked at the situation, and when he saw Xiao Beicheng sobbing on Steward Liu's shoulder, he couldn't help himself, squatting aside and began to cry too.

The more he cried, the louder he was, ruining the atmosphere. In the end, it was Xiao Beicheng and Liu Butler who stared at him until he had finished crying, and then they pretended nothing had happened, dressed and set foot on the way to Gusu. journey.

Because Shen Ci spoiled the atmosphere, Xiao Beicheng was absent-minded all day, holding Xiao Hei in his arms, staring at the clean bottle that was also placed in the carriage.

Butler Liu was really worried about his situation, so he talked to him without saying a word, "My lord, I haven't been out of the house for ten years, this time I will accompany you to Gusu, you have to make a note of it for me." credit."

Xiao Beicheng smiled reluctantly, "I still remember that you are the son of the steward of the princess mansion. I was three years old when I was born, and I was only six years old when I entered the mansion. Your mother ordered you to accompany me to study, so you took care of me personally. The king's daily life, since I have you, I don't even need a maid."

"My lord made fun of me again."

"Back then, my mother still wanted you to be an official in the court, saying that you had outstanding literary talent and wit. If you can take care of you in the court, the future life of this king will be smooth sailing. It is a pity that this king is young and ignorant, and I can't bear you to move away. Princess Mansion, crying all day and refusing to let you go. Mother reprimanded me for not knowing the seriousness and ignorance of the general situation, and fined me to kneel in Jingling for three days. During those three days, you stayed with me every step of the way. The king sent me plum soup to relieve the heat, and I was able to get up in the evening, and I would rub my knees with safflower oil."

"That is inevitable. In the past, I was afraid of being scolded by the eldest princess and my father, so I never dared to admit it. I treated the prince as if I had a younger brother. I can't bear your suffering, and I can't wait to be punished for you."

"Yeah, so then you did something stupid that you will regret for the rest of your life."

Xiao Beicheng lifted Steward Liu's clothes, exposing his bandaged right leg, and sighed.

Steward Liu was a little embarrassed, and covered his knees tightly with his hands, "It's nothing, I've never regretted it."

"When I was in Jingling, I cried to you that I didn't want you to enter the court and become an official and abandon me. The next morning, I heard the sad news of your accident. When I arrived, the doctor said that your leg could not be kept... "

"At that time, I only thought that to be an official in the imperial court, you must be in good health. If you suffer a bone injury, you can say that you can't enter the imperial court for at least three to five years, so that you can spend more time with you. I didn't think too much about it."

"Yu Qing, you are really stupid..."

"I am willing to do things for the prince."

Xiao Beicheng sighed again: "The only people in this world who are willing to treat me sincerely are you and Shen Ci... If Ziyou is still alive, there will be three people."

Speaking of this, the carriage suddenly braked suddenly, under the vibration, Xiao Beicheng subconsciously protected the clean bottle in his arms, and then grabbed Steward Liu who almost fell off the seat, and asked after he calmed down, "What happened?"

Shen Ci was a little flustered, opened a corner of the curtain and poked his head in, disheartened, "My lord, there is a falling rock on the mountain, blocking the mountain road, we may have to take a detour."

Steward Liu looked out, "There's no way to go to the village or back to the store, so you're going to sleep in the wilderness?"

"It's not that bad. When we came here just now, we passed a small town called Jiangling. The scenery is not bad. If it wasn't for the fact that the prince was in a hurry to go to Gusu, I would have advised you to stay and have a look. Now it is like this, no matter what. You have to wait two or three days before you can go forward, and it’s about this time if you take a detour, why don’t we just hang around here for a few days?”

Thinking that Xiao Beicheng hadn't gone out for a few years, and that he could relax while traveling, Steward Liu hurriedly nodded before the man spoke, "Then just stay for a few days, and weeding is not in a hurry these few days." Oh my god, the lord is also taking my husband for a stroll."

Thinking of the gentleman living in a small bottle, facing the four walls and the incense table all day for three years, Xiao Beicheng felt sorry for him, so he nodded in agreement, and ordered Shen Ci to go and arrange the residence first, and he went down with Steward Liu. Get out of the car and enjoy the scenery leisurely.

Butler Liu said: "There are mountains and rivers here. It really is a good place. It has the unique taste of the south of the Yangtze River. It is different from the scenery in Chang'an. It can make you feel happy when you take a walk. Maybe Shen Ci came here because he was worried about the prince. Now, the prince must cheer up and don't let him down."

"This silly boy, he can only play tricks... I don't care about it because he cares about me, but it's your legs..."

"Don't worry, my lord, I can still walk these few steps, and I have always wanted to see the charm of Jiangnan, so today is my chance."

So Xiao Beicheng put the clean bottle in a brocade box and hugged it. Xiao Hei liked to cling to him, so he would lie on his shoulder and poke his head outwards. From time to time, he would be attracted by the butterflies flying around, and would stretch out his claws to try to grab it. As soon as he grabbed it, when he felt that his feet were not stable, he immediately hugged Xiao Beicheng's neck tightly, being very careful.

Butler Liu said with a smile: "The lord dotes on Xiao Hei so much, it should be sad for Xuehun to see it."

"It doesn't have such a big temper. It has played wild with Xiao Hei recently, and even the king doesn't pay attention to it. It's really lawless...Yu Qing, you say that animals don't understand human speech, they don't understand people, they know what life and death are. ?"

Thinking of the tears that touched Xiao Hei on his fingertips this morning, Xiao Beicheng felt a little sad. Steward Liu was afraid that he would think of sad things, so he quickly took him to the city, sat down at a tea stand at random, and ordered a bowl of light tea. The plain noodles give people a cushion.

Looking at the people coming and going around, I couldn't help sighing: "As expected of the prosperous age ruled by the Holy Majesty, a small town far away from the capital is also so prosperous. It's really a blessing for the people..."

As soon as the words were finished, the guests at the next table dropped their chopsticks and ran away, forgetting to give the tea money.

Butler Liu thought it was a good thing to remind the boss that someone had eaten the overlord's meal, but when he turned around, even the boss who had just served the noodles was gone. , the busy city instantly turned into a deserted street, and not even half a person was seen.

Seeing this situation, Steward Liu felt a little uneasy, and poked Xiao Beicheng who was eating noodles with his head down, "My lord, the atmosphere seems to have changed..."

Only then did the latter look around, and said disapprovingly: "Maybe some land tyrants are going to pass by here, don't be alarmed..."

Before he could finish speaking, a blank piece of paper was blown by the wind, and it was sticking to Xiao Beicheng's face.

He was a little annoyed, and when he tore it off, it turned out to be a piece of paper money for sacrificial offerings.

At this moment, Butler Liu tugged at his sleeve again, and when he looked back, he found that the whole street was blown with paper money, and it was all white, as if it had snowed heavily.

"This is someone who doesn't know the rules. They come to do business at noon, and they are not afraid of recruiting ghosts."

Seeing that Xiao Beicheng was still holding the white paper, Steward Liu felt unlucky, so he wanted to take the thing from his hand, but unexpectedly the man pressed the thing on the table with a "slap", looked behind him and slowly The approaching funeral procession said something that made people's hearts rise to their throats.

"This is not ghost money, it's a marriage letter. Yu Qing, this is a yin marriage."