Drunk Yangzhou

The majestic and solemn Jiaobai Mountain Gate is shrouded in Xiuyun snow and smoke, and the towering Songshan Mountain like a halberd is covered with silver light for a while, and the snow is still falling continuously. The stone slabs rushed inward, the forest of steles was silent, and the thousand-year-old ginkgo outside the wall of the Red Temple stared silently as if it was covered in dust in the middle of the night.

Shaolin monks cherish their lives the most, most of them have already gone to bed at this time, only some disciples are guarding in front of the Palace of Heavenly Kings, they were taken aback when they asked Ming Xiaoge's identity, a few days ago they crossed the Great Qin Emperor, now another one came The prince who will rule the world immediately!The monk thought for a while, and still planned to invite the abbot to come over, but at this moment, the abbot of Shaolin, Ruchen, had already stepped out of the Daxiong Hall slowly.

"Amitabha, I know the purpose of the prince's visit... But Zhanming has resolutely closed the door to see no one." Xiao Ge felt familiar with Ruchen's eyebrows, eyes and behavior, but he didn't have time to think carefully at this moment, so he just folded his hands and bowed his head to salute. When he looked up again, tears were shining in his eyes. "Master... If I, Xiao Ge, can't see him, I will never leave Shaolin. Master knows the situation outside. If I insist on not leaving this door, there will be conflicts and disasters again. As a monk, refrain from doing evil and practice good things... ...I also hope that the master will think about the common people of China..."

Ruchen was stunned for a moment, then laughed kindly again, "Prince Xiao looks like Pan An, with a handsome body, but he has such a sharp mouth! It really amazes me... Come on, come on..." He lowered his voice, " In fact, I also have two things that I would like to ask my lord, my lord, please do it this way."

When Xiao Ge came out of the abbot's room, he was almost ugly, he slowly moved towards the scripture storage pavilion, but stopped in front of the door, and rode his horse around for several days, at this moment he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Xiao Ge secretly adjusted his breath, and finally mustered up the courage to push open the door. The scene in front of him made him dizzy again—the man's three thousand hairs like waterfalls had all been cut off, and a few wisps of moonlight penetrated through layers of sutras. The pavilion fell on his cassock, overflowing with dazzling golden light, and he sat alone in front of the white marble reclining Buddha, leaving only a tall and straight back.

Xiao Ge's heart was cold and bitter, angry and annoyed, his eyes were flushed with anger, he stepped into the Jing Pavilion, turned around and closed the old mottled wooden door.

Fu Yiting naturally knew who the person was, he didn't know how to chant scriptures, he just closed his eyes and knocked on the wooden fish, fiddled with the rosary in his hand, Xiao Ge walked forward tremblingly, staring at his side face sadly by the red candle: two clusters The long eyelashes trembled uneasily, and the high bridge of the nose blocked the candlelight, casting a shadow on the face.It has to be said that Fu Yiting is still extremely handsome and suave, even though he has been issued and accepted the precepts.Xiao Ge had fantasized about meeting him again countless times, but he never expected it to be like this.

He opened his lips with difficulty, his voice hoarse, "Fu Yiting, you're crazy!"

Fu Yiting opened his eyes, and slowly looked at the person beside him, he couldn't help being surprised, he had never seen Xiao Ge like this before.

In the past two years, Xiao Ge seemed to have haggarded a lot, his waist was so thin that he couldn't grasp it, his silver-white robe was draped empty on his body, and his wet hair hung a little messy on his pale jade cheeks, which really aroused people's pity and love.The beautiful and exquisite facial features that made him think about it day and night were distorted at this moment, as if suppressing great pain, what was in the peach-colored eyes made people dare not look directly at them, and the unmelted snow water flowed down his deep clothes It flowed down and gathered into a puddle of water stains on the bluestone slab.

Fu Yiting's heart was churning like a stormy sea, but he quickly withdrew his gaze and said coldly: "I'm not crazy. I lost."

"Winning or losing is so important to you?!" Xiao Ge was trembling with anger again, "Okay, you can still be your emperor and follow me back to the palace to draw up an imperial edict!"

"Because I lost to you!" Fu Yiting couldn't bear it any longer, and stood up angrily from the futon, the Buddhist beads in his hand were pulled off by him, and fell to the ground with a crackle, "If I were someone else, I, Fu Yiting, wouldn't even bat an eye!"

Xiao Ge met his dark eyes, and said angrily: "In the case of Luocha Kingdom, you have not lost the integrity of the Huaxia Dynasty! You know better than me how much the weather and timing factor accounted for in this battle!"

"That's all an excuse! I still lost!" Fu Yiting insisted stubbornly, poking his neck.

"If you lose, you can lose calmly! Why do you want to enter Buddhism?! What kind of hero are you!" Xiao Ge was so angry that his hair was blocked.

"What does my entry into Buddhism have to do with you?!" Fu Yiting immediately responded.

When Xiao Ge heard this, he didn't know how to respond.

Seeing him hesitate, Fu Yiting sneered, "This should be the ending you want to see the most, or—" He took out the treasured sword from the incense case and handed it to Xiao Ge, "Kill me now, to save Grandpa and me The temples in the sky are tired of staying, roaring together in the mountains and forests, pulling flags and poles, against your world!"

"Qishao, why don't you understand..." No matter how hard Xiao Ge could restrain the emotion in his heart, he only let out a long sigh, and two tears rolled down his face.

Fu Yiting's heart softened when he heard him call himself that, and he softened his tone and said: "What do you want me to know?" Looking up, he saw Xiao Ge's sad appearance, which was really charming, so he simply threw the knife on the ground, and turned his back , not to see him.

Xiao Ge babbled in a very low voice, "Entering Buddhism requires cutting off love...Qi Shao, why do you think I care so much?"

This sentence was heard by Fu Yiting word for word, his heart beat violently, almost jumping out of his throat, he could hardly think at this moment, his whole body was trembling, in fact, he already understood the meaning of these words, but He still can't believe it.

"I've answered your question... There's one more thing I need to let you know." Seeing that he didn't respond, Xiao Ge felt cold in his heart, so he just took out the two letterheads in his arms and handed them to him. Running around on horseback, none of these poems left the body.

Fu Yiting hadn't recovered from the shock just now, he turned around and took the reading suspiciously, he was a bit more careless than Xiao Ge, at first glance he didn't notice anything, but when he saw the second song, even a fool could be sure Now, when he tasted the first song again, his hands were shaking and his legs were weak.

"If I say, I too..." Xiao Ge didn't say any more, he just smiled sadly, "That's all..." He turned and walked to the door, but was hugged tightly by the person behind him, "You What? Go on!"

"I am also in this love net..." Xiao Ge felt his scorching body temperature, and the tears in front of his eyes were blurred.

The man tightened his arms a little more, as if he wanted to hug him into his chest, and leaned on his shoulder and whimpered, "Why don't I... Huai Jie, I think you're going crazy..."

Xiao Ge was so strangled by him that he could hardly breathe, but he was still held by him, and he said after a long time: "I don't believe what you say...you want to send your troops south and destroy Wu Jun..."

"I didn't do all this to stand shoulder to shoulder with you..." Fu Yiting suddenly let go of Xiao Ge, frowned and said: "I don't believe what you say, where did your nephew come from?! Isn't it your illegitimate child?! And , didn’t you say I’m dirty and mean?”

"I can explain about my nephew later, that is not my child, you are overthinking... As for saying that you are dirty...it is nothing, when did I say that?" Xiao Ge was angry and funny, raised his eyebrows Looking at this angry monk, he had long forgotten his indiscretion at that time.

"In Dunhuang! I heard it outside the tent when I delivered the medicine to you..." Fu Yiting turned his face sideways, bit his lips to avoid Xiao Ge's gaze, and his eyes were already red.

Only then did Xiao Ge vaguely remember that since that night, the two of them have grown closer and closer. It turned out that this incident hurt the self-esteem of the person in front of him... Xiao Ge felt pain in his heart, and he only raised his hand to caress Fu Yiting. With shaved sideburns, "I was just angry, why did you listen to it? I still remember it for so many years..."

He thought about the reason for his anger, and quickly put his hand down, "I was angry that night, and it wasn't because you left the tunnel..."

"What's wrong with me?" It was Fu Yiting's turn to be surprised this time.

"After you got out of the tunnel, you didn't look at me at all, and even had sex with that Li Mi, it's an eyesore!"

"I was trying to annoy you on purpose..." At this point, Fu Yiting recalled Xiao Ge's questioning when they were in the tunnel, and hurriedly grabbed his shoulders, and said anxiously: "By the way, how did you hear that I was three years old? Rumors about my brother's death? Where is he at the moment?"

Xiao Ge let out a long sigh, brushed his hands away from his shoulders, "Qi Shao, I was about to talk to you about this matter, come with me to have a look."

Just as Bai Song'an coaxed Longlong to sleep, he stood outside the meditation room on the west side and looked at Daxue in a trance, when he saw the lord and a monk coming out of the Sutra Pavilion and walking towards him, although he knew the tall and strong figure That was Fu Yiting, but Bai Song'an was still dumbfounded. This sharp-edged, heroic handsome face was clearly the saint monk who was obsessed with goblins in the rumored picture books, and his lord had a clean face, bright red eyes, and a straight nose bridge. It looked like a silver fox turned into a spirit.

Bai Song'an imagined rebelliously, he even forgot to meet him to see the ceremony, but Xiao Ge came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Song'an seems to be tired from the journey, let's go to the next room to rest."

"Hey!" Bai Song'an finally came to his senses, nodded to Fu Yiting, blushed and went to the meditation room next door.

The two entered Longlong's room, closed the door lightly, Xiao Ge lit the oil lamp, pointed to Longlong who was sleeping soundly on the kang, and said: "Who do you think this child looks like?"

Who can be like, not like you!Fu Yiting took the lamp angrily, looked carefully at Longlong's appearance, and then turned his head to face Xiao Ge. It seemed that he didn't look alike, but he felt a little familiar. He frowned and said, "This baby's eyes are so bright." If you don't open it, how can you compare it?"

Xiao Ge was just about to tell him to watch the child after he wakes up at dawn, but Fu Yiting has already slapped Long Long awake. Here at Xiao Ge, Long Long is always held in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and for fear of melting in his mouth Treatment, have you ever been beaten?He woke up suddenly, opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at the bald uncle in front of him, and cried out with a "wow".

Xiao Ge quickly hugged the child into his arms, and complained: "I haven't cried much when Longlong came here, but you are lucky, give him a slap first when we meet! How about it, see clearly?"

Fu Yiting stared blankly at the child's lacquer-like black eyes and curly long eyelashes, and stammered and asked, "Why...how does he look like..."

He had already understood, and eagerly stretched out his hand to hug Longlong, "Is he the child of my third brother? Where is my third brother? I have something important to explain to him!"

Xiao Ge lowered his eyes and sighed, he put the child in Fu Yiting's arms, and briefly described the acquaintance, communication with Qinglong, and the final ending of the Chieftain Cloud Meeting. Fu Yiting listened, feeling sad and angry, tears streaming from his cheeks Sliding down to his chin, Longlong in his arms was amazed, stretched out his hand to catch his teardrops, stuffed the wet fingertips into his mouth, tasted the salty taste, frowned and curled his ruddy lips. small mouth.

Seeing Longlong's innocent behavior, the two couldn't help laughing softly with tears in their eyes.

Fu Yiting wiped away his tears with his monk's sleeve, "Huaijie, I was just about to tell you about the summer mutiny in the capital... It was Zheng Qian who started it... The wound on the third brother's face was also the result of his marriage... Woe to me."

Although Xiao Ge was surprised by Zheng Qian's motives, he felt it was reasonable, because since he first saw this person in Lishan, he was very disgusted.

"He was slandering you even when he was dying." Fu Yiting told about Zheng Qian's collusion with Luo Sha. Now he thought of Zheng Qian's story about Xiao Ge recruiting prostitutes, and he couldn't help but secretly hate himself for being confused. , "Maybe the only 'good' thing he did was to let you leave Lishan."

"I think this matter is very secretive. Could Qinglong's death have something to do with him?" Xiao Ge suddenly felt chills down his spine. Zheng Qian has been by Fu Yiting's side for so many years, but there are so many tricks that people can think about Scared.

"When I entered Shaolin, except when I issued the imperial edict, all thoughts were lost. In fact, Zheng Qian stayed in Shaolin for a few months to find out about this." Fu Yiting sighed: "The abbot and the brothers in the temple don't have a deep impression of him, but we can be sure. Yes, he grew up in Yudi when he was young, and I know this too, although his accent is not heavy, he has the breath of Yudi."

Xiao Ge said: "Before I went to see you in the Sutra Pavilion, Abbot Ruchen talked to me about the Chief Yunhui. The murderer who caused this disaster has some martial arts skills similar to Shaolin Kung Fu. Although he may not be a registered student, here However, the incident has damaged Shaolin’s reputation, Master begged me to find out the truth as soon as possible, and return Shaolin’s innocence.”

"When the third brother was killed, the north and the south had already been divided. Zheng Qian was on duty in the palace all day long. It couldn't be him himself, but it's not known if it wasn't his accomplice."

Xiao Ge lightly tapped on the table, "You shouldn't kill him, and you shouldn't let Ivan go easily. In this way, all the clues will be cut off."

Fu Yiting wondered: "How did I know what happened to my third brother at that time? Judging from Zheng Qian's tone, he seemed to be still alive." When he said this, he couldn't help being startled, "No, it can't be Zheng Qian. Since he wants to stir up third brother's hatred towards me, he naturally wants to let him fight against me, so it shouldn't be silenced."

"The current situation is different. When you were the king of Qinbei, Chief Yunhui still had the strength to fight against you, but later you became the emperor of Qin. Not counting my Wu land, there are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. In addition, the north and south are ruled by rivers. Qinglong This chess piece should be discarded." Xiao Ge frowned and thought for a while, then added: "However, we can't make a conclusion, we need to investigate further."

"Third brother is such a free and unrestrained person... For half of his life, it has been hard enough for him to live in hatred for me. I can no longer make him feel uneasy after death." Fu Yiting released Long Long, who had fallen asleep again. At the top of the kang, he took Xiao Ge's hand, "Even if I dig three feet into the ground and chase it to the end of the world, I will get to the bottom of this matter—hey, why are your hands so cold?"

Only then did Xiao Ge feel that his whole body was as cold as ice, and when he thought of running around on horseback these past few days, he couldn't help showing a bit of anger on his face, "I've been on horseback for five days and nights, and my robe was soaked by the rain and I didn't even bother to change it." , can't it be cold..."

Fu Yiting's stubborn thoughts popped up again, and he couldn't help making fun of him, "Come here in such a hurry? Are you so afraid of me becoming a monk?"

Xiao Ge chuckled lightly, poured a cup of tea and drank it, "But it's too late, Master Zhanming has already entered the Buddhist sect, and he will no longer be bound by the secular world."

"You took my soul away and forced me to return to vulgarity..." Fu Yiting held him back with one hand, untied his clothes with the other, and whispered softly in his ear, "Take off your clothes, and I'll warm you up."

The author says:

Hey!Finally confessed! !Can Fu Yiting be gentle with your nephew? . .The tenderness is all on the wife, right?