Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

At this moment, the time passed extremely long.

He walked towards that person slowly and heavily. Every time he took a step, he would see the summer, autumn, spring and winter that he held hands with this man when he was young, and the still clear voice echoed in his ears: "Qing Jue, mother is not here." Now, you still have Uncle Huang, and Uncle Huang will support you in the future, no one can bully you, don’t be afraid.”

At that time, he was kneeling in front of his mother's spirit, and he was the only one who didn't care about the worldly eyes, and was willing to hold himself in his arms and wipe away the tears on his face.

"Qing Jue, have you seen this brat? He looks so ugly, but he doesn't look like my own, right? I decided to name him Junhan. 'Jun' means a gentleman. Look at him If you can use the virtue of a gentleman and do the deeds of a gentleman, "Han" is the storage, which contains the aura of heaven and earth, and nourishes the blessings of all things. From now on, he will be your younger brother and a relative connected with your blood."

At that time, his eldest son Xiao Junhan was born, knowing that he didn't like it, but he insisted on ordering someone to hold the crying baby in front of him, insisting on stretching out his hand to pinch that soft and delicate face.

"Qingjue, what happened to Ziyou is that I wronged you. You hate and you resent me. I am not wronged, but you have to be clear that in this life, feelings are not all pinned on. You have to live, and you have to live well, even if you are pregnant. Even with the resentment towards the emperor's uncle, you have to live well."

At that time, he was hiding in the ancestral hall, hugging his beloved spiritual tablet without saying a word, full of resentment, but even so, he never thought of losing his dear one.

Xiao Beicheng didn't dare to think deeply about the situation he would have fallen into without this person's protection all these years. He admitted that he had thought about paying for his life because of Junziyou's death...but it was himself who should pay the price. From the beginning to the end, he felt that he was the only one who felt sorry for that person, so he never blamed others.

But he has indeed forgotten some important memories. If there is no farewell today, I don't know when he will be able to remember this past that was bound by blood, but also dusted by misunderstanding.

In this life, how many confidants can we meet who can repay each other with sincerity?

The past worth remembering should not be sealed up.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Xiao Beicheng realized that he had unconsciously held the dying man's hand.

As before, warm and firm, but since when did that person's hands become so small...

... No, it became not him, but himself.

"Uncle Emperor," he said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything, "I can... what else can I do for you."

Xiao Jingyuan gritted his teeth tightly, enduring the great pain, and with difficulty turned his head to his side, opened his mouth in the fierce struggle of exhaling more air and less inhaling, and uttered a name.

The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it was so clear and heavy to Xiao Beicheng's ears.

As the words fell, Xiao Jingyuan's fate also came to an end. A generation of emperors finally got the notoriety of a tyrant.

Ming Prison took three small steps back, suppressed a sigh, and fulfilled his last duty as a minister.

"Your Majesty, please pass away."

His voice was so soft that it was not as good as a throwing needle. His voice was scattered in the wind and could not be heard clearly, but it was enough to make everyone present feel the sorrow of the emperor's death.

Even though most of the palace was far away, Jun Ziyou still heard the bad news he announced, gritted his teeth and sat up.

Jiang Linyuan came from behind him, put on a thick coat for him, and tied his belt tightly.

The dead are the most important, even the powerful ministers can be respected.

The man squeezed his hand, his eyes were bewildered and confused, he licked his dry lips, he was stunned for a while, tried his best to let himself accept this reality, and said in the bewilderment of everyone: "Shen Ci, help me up."

Shen Ci stayed three steps away from him, and didn't come back to his senses for a moment, until Jiang Linyuan raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, awakening his consciousness of not knowing where he was going.

"Ah, oh..."

Shen Ci calmly came to help Junziyou, almost lost the ability to think, and completely followed the man's will, even forgetting that the gash in his abdomen was not stitched up, and became his crutch like a piece of wood, look at him He limped to the front of the person and knelt down slowly.

I don't know if he was shocked by the sudden bad news, or he was worried that if he expressed his position too early, it would be a disaster to be cleared away. Ming Prison spoke for a long time, but no one responded, even the palace servant who had served for a long time.

Only the gentleman knelt down, bowed his head, pressed the wound on his abdomen that was still bleeding, and bowed three times.

This act recognized Xiao Jingyuan's status as an emperor. Even though he once went astray and never returned, he is still the emperor of Dayuan, which cannot be doubted.

He kowtowed three times, and Ming Prison said loudly again: "Your Majesty, you are dead."

All the palace attendants hesitated and knelt down together with him, no longer restraining their emotions, they either expressed their emotions from their hearts, or acted on the occasion, crying everywhere for a while.

Xiao Beicheng held Xiao Jingyuan's powerless and gradually cooling hand, like a helpless child, afraid of parting, but did not dare to accept the reality, repeatedly rubbing the hand that the person could no longer hold with him, trying to find a trace of Childhood memories.

He said in a daze: "Uncle Emperor, it's not like this, at least it shouldn't be like this. It is said that good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. You didn't become a good person, so no matter what...it's really not suitable for your way of exiting, we At this age, the world's comments are not that important, just admit what you did, just correct it, give yourself a chance, don't...don't make trouble, okay?"

God knows how much courage he must muster to say this.

Jun Ziyou noticed the abnormality, he gritted his teeth and got up, pressed the wound that was still bleeding, turned his head slightly and asked, "Where is Huabuzhi?"

Shen Ci was stunned for a moment before returning to his senses, he suddenly realized "Ah", wiped away the tears that hadn't flowed from the corners of his eyes, looked around for a week, and saw the down-and-out man who was half lying in the corner and no one cared about him.

After tossing and turning in the fire scene, even Huabushi's life was about to be put in. He tore off the charred sleeves, wiped the scars on his arms burned by the open flame, and with difficulty picked up the palace servant's hood to fight the fire. With two hands holding the bone-chilling cold water and pouring it on the wound, he held it in front of him and drank a few sips.

Shen Ci didn't really want Junziyou to get close to the dangerous person who might violently hurt others at any time, so he pulled him intentionally or unintentionally, but instead of understanding what he meant, the person staggered a step because of his action, almost fell down.

Shen Ci finally discovered his strangeness, from when he mistook Jiang Linyuan for himself just now, to when he couldn't see where Hua Bushi was, and accidentally fell down, he was completely blind.

He tentatively stretched out his hand in front of Jun Ziyou and shook it... Sure enough, there was no response. Looking carefully, the surface of the crystals of the man's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, no wonder his senses were so sensitive.

But before Shen Ci could get to the bottom of this question, Jun Ziyou leaned forward and grabbed Hua Buzhi's collar, his blood-stained hands left deep red finger marks on the opponent's body, suppressing the pain and frustration The voice asked: "Is it you..."

Hua Bushi sighed, looked into his blank eyes for a moment, pulled his hand down, continued to pour cold water on the wound to relieve the pain, and calmly said, "I've stayed with him for so many years, and I never thought of making him lightly Turn the earth into a handful of ashes, and perfunctory all the crimes you have committed, do you think it will be me?"

Shen Ci gritted his teeth and fought back: "There were only a few of you in the fire just now, not the wounded adults, and it can't be my prince, who else can there be besides you!"

"Then who is the person who blinded his eyes?" Hua Bushi's tone was still indifferent, "I've never touched him, don't rely on me."

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and everyone could even feel the cold wind blowing as if mixed with ice balls, cutting their faces and hurting.

Xiao Beicheng immediately got up and walked in front of Junziyou, holding his face in his hands, and looked at his eyes which were completely unable to see.

The man's eyelids were tightly closed, and he felt that his eyes were sore and tears were flowing uncontrollably.

He wanted to wipe off the water marks that caused discomfort, so as to confirm what was wrong with him, but his wrists were bound by Xiao Beicheng, and he refused to let him touch his insensitive eyes.

"Ziyou, don't touch, be obedient, don't touch."

"I am..."

"It's okay, it's just melted into the wind and sand, and it takes a few days to recover. I used to have this problem in the desert, and it will be fine in a few days. Trust me, don't touch it."

Jun Ziyou wanted to say, this guy really doesn't have the talent to deceive people at all, and if his words are so false, it would be strange if anyone would believe them.

But since he has tried his best to deceive him, how can he not give him this face? Even Jun Shaoqing and Jun Taifu can only pretend that they don't smell the blood that is close at hand. smell...

Emperor Yuan died suddenly, and the situation in the court was in chaos. All the ministers only heard that King Jin had rescued the bloody Taifu on the spot, so they followed a doctor and locked him into the palace.

At this time, all forces are ready to move, and the seemingly loyal civil servants and military generals may not have dreamed of the spring and autumn dream of ruling the world. It is a rare opportunity given by God, and it is a pity not to make good use of it.

So everyone with their own concerns went to the palace to attend the funeral one after another, without seeing a single person in charge, they were all arranged to go to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to guard the spirit of the Empress Dowager.

A few clueless rookies clustered around the backer, paying attention to every move around them at all times, their eyes widened, not daring to let go of any details, if their eyes were like knives, they would be enough to goug out a few holes in the people around them up.

An Zhiyan, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, knelt before all the officials and presided over the overall situation, while Li Ying, who was physically handicapped, could only sit aside, and his confidant Jiang Linyuan knelt on his behalf to express his condolences.

The two princes Xiao Junhan and Xiao Junze also knelt in front of the coffin, and neither of them would look at each other more often, one would wipe away tears, and the other would have to sob a few times unwillingly, as if whoever was slightly better at keeping filial piety would be able to stabilize Sitting on the throne coveted by thousands of people.

However, the controversial King Jin and the legendary Jun Taifu, who was wounded and dying, did not show up from the beginning to the end. A few simple-minded generals who don't know how to live or die have evil intentions. Relying on the fact that they hold two stupid soldiers who are uncertain about their positions, they are confident that they may not lose in a real battle with others. They couldn't bear it anymore, and sure enough, they couldn't hold back on the fourth day. They met each other on a narrow road, and each led their people to fight on Zhuque Street, which unfortunately affected innocent people.

Fortunately, there were not too many casualties. After the fight, both sides were injured, and they had to continue to enter the palace to kneel and watch the funeral, so that when Li Ying saw the two who were the first to lose their temper, he couldn't help but sneer: "I'm angry!" It's not a good thing to be too big, the Queen Mother's bones are still cold, you dare to use knives and guns under the eyes of the emperor, is it plausible?"

The person involved thought that whether the emperor's eyelids can be opened or not is two different things. If you really want to convict, you can't sit still. How can you, a brat who has no hair yet, talk?

However, Li Ying is also an immortal that Emperor Yuan begged for three years to invite back. This phase can be vacant for him for three years, which shows that his ability is very comparable. Everyone is dissatisfied, but they all feel that it may be useful in the future It's not good for this young Xiangye to make too much trouble, everyone has to smile.

But what they think in their hearts is beyond Li Ying's control. For some people, Li Ying's inaction is tantamount to acquiescing to their infighting. After the first time, they dare to be blatant again It doesn't matter if you get into a few fights and get bloody, the winner is the last word.

Li Ying couldn't help sighing: "Who came up with this bad idea of ​​fishing and law enforcement? If something goes wrong, I'm the one who will be hung up and scolded for thousands of years."

So what happened to King Jin who has been hiding behind the scenes and the Taifu Jun who was poked at the back and scolded miserably?

In fact, Junziyou was stimulated by the smoke and dust generated by the fire that day, his eyes were injured, and he was crying blood. According to Jiang Yanqing's diagnosis, his eyes had been damaged as early as a few years ago, which directly caused him to have difficulty seeing at night. On the day of the incident, he was forced to stay in the fire scene, causing serious secondary injuries. He had to recuperate for at least half a month without seeing the light, otherwise he would really become blind.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Beicheng avoided people, and in order to prevent outsiders from leaking secrets, he temporarily placed all the people who appeared on the scene of the fire in a palace away from the crowd, restricting freedom, and did not announce the death of Emperor Yuan to the outside world. It really has the meaning of being a courtier.

The gentleman lobbied: "You are really like Zhao Gao in the way of keeping secrets and not mourning."

"I heard that the fighting outside is already in full swing. A group of old people with different ideas have their heads beaten into dog heads, and there is no fight over who is the boss. Next, they should curry favor with two ignorant brats. Now, according to Xiao Junhan's stupidity, it's not impossible to be persuaded by them."

Xiao Beicheng's fingertips lightly touched the black satin covering Junzi You's eyes, and he sighed indistinctly after feeling the hot and humid touch, put down the opaque curtain, and gently untied the blackout silk ribbon.

"Don't open your eyes, bear with it for a few more days, and be obedient."

The man was also very obedient and did not oppose him. He moved a comfortable posture very obediently, turned his face slightly to the side, and let the blood and tears contained in his eyelids flow out.

He couldn't see Xiao Beicheng's expression, and felt the subtle changes in the atmosphere purely by intuition, "Can I see it again?"

Xiao Beicheng froze when applying the medicine for him, wiped off the cold ointment on his fingertips, and lightly kissed his red, swollen, painful and hot eyelids.

"Don't worry, Jiang Yanqing's medical skills are excellent, you are not helpless with this injury. You are still young, and you will have a long life in the future. Don't always think about your life."

"With you, why would I not want to live forever." Jun Ziyou leaned on Xiao Beicheng's shoulder, and heaved a sigh of relief, "It's okay, don't panic if it gets better, anyway, I already have something for the rest of my life, so I don't have to keep a pair. Dispensable tricks."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to see the light again in the future?"

"I have met the light of my life, and it doesn't matter if I open or close after that, because you will always be the most beautiful with me."

As he said that, he suppressed his smile, pointed to his heart seriously, and insisted on pulling Xiao Beicheng's hand to cover his flat chest, which caused the man to sigh helplessly: "It's too hard, the hand is too hard, Too bad..."

"Want something soft? Is it enough to stuff 'ouch' 'oh my god' and 'hey' in there?"

Xiao Beicheng's movements froze, his eyes changed, and he looked at Junziyou in a panic.

Normally, that person would have noticed his strangeness long ago, but now he can't see anything, his senses are no better than before, and he can't even notice his fleeting subtle reaction.

"How dare you say it, Yu Qing said that those cats of yours were left at home for a few days and no one took care of them. They were so hungry that they were taken to the palace by the parents of Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, and the whole family depended on them. I won’t go anymore, everyone’s waists are fat and their stomachs are round, and they can’t even walk. From now on, you stay in the palace, and I will feed you like this, to see if you can get back a little fat.”

He hugged Jun Ziyou calmly, hid the faint murderous look in his eyes behind what he couldn't see, swept his brows lightly, and finally realized the root of the strangeness.

Jun Ziyou was a little overwhelmed by the sudden enthusiasm, thinking that he was depressed, feeling sad because of the death of his relatives, and needed a quiet place to relieve the pain, so he patted him.

Xiao Beicheng quickly covered his eyes with the ribbon he had just untied.

"Wait for Qingjue, I haven't..."

"Your eyes are almost swollen into peaches. Let Jiang Yanqing change some medicines to be taken later. Shen Ci, go and ask Imperial Doctor Xu to give him a pulse. If you need any medicinal materials, you can go directly to the palace to get them. You don't need to take the medicine." Here, trouble."

Even if Shen Ci was so careless, he felt that something was wrong. Junziyou's illness was always treated by Jiang Yanqing's doctor. Anyone who sees a doctor must find a doctor he knows well. How could Beicheng not know this truth?

Sudden withdrawal of medication and another change of doctor can only mean that he has begun to suspect Jiang Yanqing, which is not a good sign.

But Shen Ci didn't say anything, nodded, and waited for Xiao Beicheng to go out first, and when he was about to go out with his ass, Jun Ziyou suddenly said: "Stop."

Shocked by fright, Shen Ci stopped in his tracks, too guilty to turn his head back, and sold himself out with a faltering tone, "My lord, you...you are so good at giving birth, call someone if you have something to do outside, There are court ladies serving, I... I don't know anything."

"Come here for me."

Shen Ci froze and didn't dare to move. He didn't want the gentleman to act like he wanted to get out of bed to catch him. He didn't dare to make people move, so he quickly stepped forward to help him back, "Oh, my ancestor, you have a tear on your stomach. You dare to toss through several holes, if the thread breaks and your intestines bleed all over the place, I have to find a way to help you plug it back."

"Don't move, don't move around." Jun Ziyou exaggeratedly yelled "It hurts" a few times, and Shen Ci really didn't dare to move around in fright, and just stayed obediently and let him ravage him.

The man approached him, put his hands on his shoulders, tilted his neck, seemed to be observing his reaction, but actually took this opportunity to meet his face.

Shen Ci had never seen this before, people were so scared that they were dumbfounded, their body was so tense that they didn't dare to move, and they held their breath in their chests, almost suffocating themselves to death.

Just when he was about to bear it, the man finally said quietly: "Why don't you breathe?"

Shen Ci felt convulsed for a while, but replied: "...I don't need to breathe."

"The little brother Shenci who doesn't need to breathe for trouble, can you help me?"

"...Don't, I don't dare to go too far, how can I betray the prince, I'm not a beast..."

"At a young age, what do you think, you can't decorate your mind with serious things."

The gentleman patted his dog's head, and Shen Ci thought to himself, what serious business can there be with your old man?Every time I know that I have to wrap my trouser belt a few more times in advance when I want to see him, I am already considered a very innocent and decent person.

"People like you and I who are not close to each other should be able to easily spot the abnormalities on my body. Please help me to see if my Gu lines are deeper?"

Junziyou tugged on the collar, grasping the strength just right, neither revealing too much nor not seeing anything, Shen Ci glanced at it and said: "No, it's quite normal, it's about the same depth as usual, nothing special .”

"This is weird..."

Recalling Xiao Beicheng's actions just now, Jun Ziyou always felt that there were some details that he ignored. The man hugged him with an excuse, but he didn't go deep into him, let alone kiss him habitually. It was not just as simple as keeping his filial piety.

In addition to the superficial abnormality, there may be...

"……smell!"

"Huh? What..."

"Smell it, do you have any strange smell on me!"

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