Qi Yuanxiu · Self-cultivation

"Is this the brother you've been talking about?"

"The old man asked him to raise him, not his own brother."

That fox young lady was the only one doting on Xia Hou Yiqing, the young lady was only sixteen years old, and she was born with bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, but at a young age she became the head of the Jiaofang Division. Xia Hou Yiqing was deeply infatuated with this beauty, so when she After the old Hou Ye went, he took the beauty back to the mansion. He pampered the fox without any rules. Everyone in the mansion respected this fox very much. The master would take this beauty with him wherever he went, but... the master Once there is a need, the Fa-rectification will be done on the spot as if no one else is there. Every time, the fox bows his head and accepts grace regardless of other people's eyes.Therefore, while the servants are in awe, there is more something called contempt in their eyes.

Qi Yuanzhao and the two of them in the mansion naturally bowed their heads and did not look up to see them. Naturally, such filthy things are not uncommon, so it is not surprising.It was the only time I saw the fox alone, lazily leaning on the imperial concubine's bed to bask in the sun, like an extremely precious animal.

Qi Yuanzhao immediately turned his face away, it should have just finished, the beauty's clothes are still open, five years have passed since the beauty entered the mansion, Qi Yuanhui has just turned 15 years old, naturally he doesn't know much about sex Seeing this, I naturally feel very embarrassed.

The beauty smiled unceremoniously, as if she was making a joke of his ignorance, but she smiled a little sadly, "How are you."

This is probably the first sentence the two of them have said in the past five years of seeing each other.

Qi Yuanzhao ran away again in despair.

He had always despised this man.

A prostitute is ridden by thousands of people. A prostitute, no matter how good he is in food and clothing, is inferior to others in his bones.What's more, it's a male prostitute. A man is a bloody battlefield to defend his home and country. What's the point of serving others like a woman?What's the point of living without dignity!Such a person cannot enter the ancestral hall of the clan. Xiahou Yiqing looks at him lovingly, but he is actually just a high-level prostitute. Xiahou Yiqing will not marry him with a red hijab, let alone enter the ancestral hall to tell his ancestors .

This person is actually quite pitiful.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, the sun and the moon change, the little boy with a little worry at the corner of his brow suddenly grows into a young man, Qi Yuanzhao in his youth, full of vigor, bookish spirit and Fang Qiu!The common ideal in the youth stage is the future of the country, and Qi Yuanhui started to be the destiny of the country, and he also understood what the light in the eyes of the old Hou Ye was.

He later found out that the reason why his mother didn't come to pick him up for so long was because his mother was no longer alive, and his father was no longer here. One day, Xia Hou Yiqing was angered. Destroyed, laying the bloody truth before him.

Ten years have passed since the Taikang Rebellion. That turmoil hurt the foundation of the Ning Dynasty. The royal family was greatly injured in that turmoil. Emperor Gong Qimian committed suicide. The empress was naturally martyred, but General Zhenyuan reluctantly came to save her but it was still a step too late. The national structure had changed. The great eunuch Liu Ling hijacked the princess Qi Yuanxi and forced the crown prince Qi Yuanqin to stay as the puppet emperor. His brothers were like duckweed. Scattered on a piece of land, because of this, various places became independent one after another, and the mainland was divided into several regimes for a while.

Xing, the people suffer!Death, the people suffer!The phrase revitalization has never been two words.

Hou Ye has been wandering around like a day for ten years, romantic and happy, drinking forests and meat pools.But the only thing that remains the same is the love for that person all these years, and Xiaowan has accompanied him year after year.On New Year's Eve, the whole city started to light up fireworks, and the colorful colors were very beautiful. Xiahou Yiqing turned his head to look at Xiaowan. At this time, Xiaowan was smiling, but it was only at this time that he could see it from his eyes. A touch of disgust, something that was really his.

On New Year's Eve, the lower bowl is southward, but the temperature is still cold. Xiahou Yiqing pulled the beauty's catkin from the white sable fur, and the city was full of fireworks. The fireworks reflected the beauty's face and the trace of disgust. , why after so many years, you still refuse to tell me your story?

Unexpectedly, at this moment, an abrupt voice came out:

"You guys are still in the mood to watch the fireworks here!"

I'm afraid no one would be happy to be disturbed at this time. Xiahou Yiqing saw the person coming, and couldn't help but feel angry, "Didn't you be asked to go to Jinyang? Why are you back?"

"The wine and meat of the wealthy family stinks, and the road is frozen to death!" Qi Yuanzhao stared at the couple fearlessly with a pair of bull's eyes.

Tomorrow is Jinyang Wang Jixiu's enthronement day. Jinyang and Xiawan have a good friendship, but this time Xiawan Hou Ye sent Hou Ye's younger brother as a representative to congratulate this neighbor. Qi Yuanhui said a few days ago We're on our way. It stands to reason that we should have arrived at Jinyang City today. Why did we appear here?

"I'm so used to it by my father! I don't understand any rules!"

Qi Yuanhui bulged a pair of bull's eyes, "Without this experience, I really don't know the world. The poor people outside the city are hungry and eat their own children. Do you know! You are here to celebrate the festival happily, these... ...These..." Qi Yuanhui wiped the offering incense candles on the table at once, "You are executioners! Why don't you care about how many people go to the tomb outside the city every day? How can you not be poor here? flesh and blood!"

The little boy's expression froze.

"For the sake of the deceased Father Hou, I will respect you as big brother. This bowl has never been a rich place, but after all, when Father Hou was here, the people's lives were still able to live. Now, what have you done since you became a lord? Besides eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and playing with men, what else have you done?"

"shut up!"

"Today, I'll simply open my mouth." Qi Yuanhui raised the wine bottle on the case, and poured water into his throat, "I've been dissatisfied with you for a long time, and you don't deserve the surname Xiahou! I should have been the co-author back then." Be this Marquis! How much did you spend to build this moon viewing platform? Everyone knows about it... You usually refuse to allocate a little money and food to the poor, but you don’t see a trace of buying clothes and rouge for this vixen Hesitate! Shang Zhou is nothing more than that!"

"Second Young Master is drunk, come and take Second Young Master down to rest," Wu said.

"I'm drunk? I can't compare to you, a vixen, who is drunk and dreaming of death!" Qi Yuanhui started to die, pointing his fingers and scolding Wu: "You shameless vixen help the evil! You say that you are a man, and you don't go to the battlefield to throw your head and throw your head away!" Hot-blooded, it’s also good to cultivate the fields under the Nanshan Mountains, you bastard! Those who use makeup to seduce men are even more noble than you! You think that everyone who bows to you is afraid of you, but in fact, you really want you to leave early , I feel degraded to serve such a person!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap.

Xiahou's facial features were all deformed in a clear air. The slap just now was too powerful, and Qi Yuanhui was slapped to the ground all of a sudden. Qi Yuanhui was a little out of his mind after being slapped by that slap, his head was buzzing, but fortunately, his skin was strong. , he stood up supporting himself with one hand, and walked tremblingly in front of Xiahou Yiqing, grinning with blood dripping from his mouth.

"You got revenge, right? Haha... You got revenge, I will continue to talk! You don't ask about political affairs, but you have been serving that fox like a treasure for so many years. Do you really like him? If so, I I can only say that you are also vulgar and perverted, you don’t like women and you like men, if it wasn’t for me, I just want to say that you are really cruel, forcibly keeping a man by your side for so long, venting like a woman... I have thought about this question for a long time, I think you definitely don't love him, you can't give him a title, you can't bring him in with a big sedan chair, even though you can enjoy the glory and wealth with you when you are alive, but you can't enter the ancestral hall after you die, even the Lord of the Underworld dares to ask for it ,hehe."

These words immediately touched Xiahou Yiqing's pain point. The prince who committed a terrible death exposed all Xiahou Yiqing's scars, which was embarrassing.

Xiahou Yiqing really wanted to kill him instantly.

"Qi Yuanhui has no elder brother, he is insulting to the gentleman, come here, hang and beat him with a hundred sticks, and shut the firewood room for a month, just to make an example to others!"

After all, Xiahou Yiqing still didn't have the guts, Qi Yuanzhao was still a prince no matter what, and a few big men came up and dragged Qi Yuanhui down, he lost all interest in the trouble, large and small utensils, melons and fruits were scattered on the ground, okay? lively.

Xiao Guan persuaded: "They are all brothers of our own family, why is this so?"

Xia Hou Yiqing rubbed his temples, and said slowly: "He is not my brother."

"The master is so confused, why doesn't he even recognize his brother?"

"He's really not my brother!" Xiahou Yiqing immediately pushed the wine handed over by the young man, "Do you still remember the Taikang Rebellion? On the eve of the Taikang Rebellion, his father sent him to our house. His surname is Qi , named Qi Yuanhui, and his father, named Qi Mian."

"My father treats him like his own son. If my mother hadn't begged hard, I am afraid that the position of Lord Xiawan today will be reserved for him!"

"I thought I treated him well, but I didn't expect to raise such a white-eyed wolf!"

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"Does he still think he is the prince in the Forbidden City! We are all his benefactors, and he is too flattering to teach me a lesson!"

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Qi Yuanzhao was terribly angry, the old Hou Ye was his benefactor, no matter what he could not see the next bowl being ruined in the hands of someone like Xiahou Yiqing, he did not forget his responsibility as a royal family, this country already has his share Responsibility, just being hanged with a solid hundred sticks, his whole body is in pain, after all, he can't resist the intrigues of the outside world, young and frivolous, he doesn't know what it means to recharge his energy, so he fell into a drowsy sleep, In the dream, the cry of killing was constantly heard. He slept for a long time, and when he woke up again, he found something was wrong.

It was unusually quiet outside, not even the sound of birds flapping their wings, so he pried open the door with great effort.

Qi Yuanhui suspected that the scene in front of him was a dream, and pinched his thigh fiercely.

The servants were lying in a pool of blood.

Qi Yuanhui, who had never seen blood before, felt a sharp pain in his temple. All the blood rushed to his brain. The air smelled of rust. My brain starts to lack oxygen...

I don't know if it's a hallucination, but there is a faint singing voice coming from the front hall. The singing voice is like a ghost, spreading in every corner of the air...

"The way to hate people and gods is very different, and to resent the inappropriateness of the prime of life. To resist tears with a robe of sleeves, to cry waves of tears, waves..."

People are all dead.

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