Bold, how dare you break Ben Hou

After Qingzhi returned from overseas, it was already the second spring.

When the carriage was standing under the ancient city wall of Chang'an, Qingzhi covered his eyes with his hands, and Lan Sheng and Yan Xin, who were also dressed in outer robes beside him, said with a smile, "But half a year has passed, why does it feel like a long time has passed?"

"Wandering at sea for too long, it is inevitable to miss home." Lan Sheng also smiled. They set off from Quanzhou on this journey, passing through Java and Siam. Gu Lingyin and Rong Ruo's family of three left secretly.

When saying goodbye to them in Siam, Qingyi stood alone at the stern of the boat, looking at the increasingly smaller continent, wondering if it was due to the downwind, his eyes hurt from being blown by the sea wind, and he stretched out his hand to touch it, only to find that his fingertips were covered with water. Soaked in water, I couldn't help laughing: "The wind is too strong, that's all, let's go in."

Finally arrived in Sri Lanka, where Gu Jixiu's edict was conveyed, and then returned the same way.

"This journey is quite new. I never thought that there would be people of different skin colors far away overseas." Fu Yanxin seemed to be still immersed in the journey, and Qing Zhi burst out laughing: "I will come to study later, maybe I can find a way to go to the United States without taking a plane, ah, no, I don’t know if it’s a barren place right now..."

The two of them had long been used to Qingzhi's "nonsense talk", ignored him, and walked straight forward with their horse's belly in their hands.

When Gu Jixiu received the news, he had been waiting at the gate of the palace for a long time. When he saw the horse team approaching from a distance, he reached out and patted the head of the villain behind him: "Your master is back."

The villain sticks out his head, but the child is different every day, but in half a year, the little child who was still in his infancy at the beginning has grown so big.

Qingzhi jumped out of the carriage, he couldn't believe it, pointed at him and said, "This is Lin'er?"

Gu Jixiu nodded, and pushed Lin'er in front of him: "This is your master, didn't you always ask me to find you a master? No, I'll find it for you."

Although the three-year-old child is usually flamboyant and domineering, he is a paper tiger after all. He seems to have never seen Qingzhi since he can remember. When he got up this morning, he heard it out of thin air. He said that his father asked him to prepare, that the prince and grand master had returned .If you get excited, you don't need to be coaxed, you can get up and change your clothes, and arrive at the gate of Jinbo Palace early to wait for Gu Jixiu to go out of the palace together.

Lin'er cautiously walked up to Qingzhi, and greeted Qingzhi decently, "Master is good."

Qingzhi was very helpful, stroking his beard that he had no time to shave, stretching out his arms and patting the head of the little person in front of him: "Good boy, master will definitely" cultivate" yours in the future! Hahaha!"

Even though it was the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, the three-year-old Lin'er shuddered for no reason.But Gu Jixiu saw it, but didn't say anything, but gradually turned his eyes to Qingyi, and smiled with him.

"I'm back."

"welcome."

***

I don't know how many years have passed, Qingyi is leaning on the rockery alone, looking at the hot spring water gushing out in front of him, as if he can't remember when the last time he soaked.

was it five years ago?Or three years ago?

He thumped his swollen calf, and slowly got up, and Liu Fu followed with his back bent.

"Lord Hou—"

Qingzhi covered his mouth and nose with a veil, coughed a few times, and put it down silently—these ancient people just lacked exercise, and they were all in their prime of life. In modern times, they should be like wolves and tigers. In ancient times, they were not much different from Canzhu.

Fu Yanxin, who practiced martial arts all the year round to strengthen his body, was the first to go out.

Qingzhi hugged his body and sat in the hall of the general's mansion next door without letting go for three days and three nights. Soldiers in military uniforms knelt on the ground in the courtyard. The red wax is so eye-catching.

For three days, Qing Zhi was stunned without shedding a single tear. On the fourth day, Liu Fu wiped away his tears and said, "Master Hou, let the general go well!"

Looking at the person in his arms, his face seemed to be even paler, really worthy of the nickname he gave him.

For so many years, the general of the Long March who has come and gone in the wind and rain, killed the enemy in battle, and rolled in the mud pit is not his Fu Yanxin. His Fu Yanxin only came on the day he first met, at the gate of the Hou Mansion, and drove him away from everyone The person who was rescued in the middle was just that person's twinkly peach blossom eyes, which could no longer be opened.

***

Turning around another corridor, the sky is getting late, the whole Hou Mansion is lit up, but only this one is dark.

"Lan Sheng still asleep?"

Liufu didn't dare to answer.

Qingzhi smiled, but he didn't know if he was talking to himself or Liufu: "It should be a rest." He raised his foot and walked up the steps, reached out his hand to stop on the doorknob, wanted to push it away, but was too late I dare not push it away.

As soon as Liufu gritted his teeth, he ignored Qingzhi from behind and pushed the door open——

The room was empty, and all the furniture that Lan Sheng had when he was there had been burnt along with his shell.

That day, the inside of Hou's mansion was shimmering in white, and the outside was also shimmering in white, and the cries and sorrows and joys came to his ears one after another.Qing Zhifang Buddha remembered that many years ago, the Xinyang Hou Mansion was dressed like this. At that time, Lan Sheng was still at the side, holding the abacus in his hand and playing quickly, smiling lightly: "To marry the princess, plus "Handle" good deeds for the princess, Lord Hou will make money without losing money."

It's just that now - no one told him if he lost money this time.

But judging from his little IQ left, he should have lost everything.

"It turns out that my age is too cheap. I would rather live with my letter of surrender than write a farewell letter."

***

"His Royal Highness——" Ruyan rushed over from a distance holding an umbrella, covering the young man standing under a tree in the distance from the falling snow. Gu Zhaolin grinned and thanked his aunt.

"If Your Highness comes to find Lord Hou, this servant will pass on the news for His Highness." Although he guessed that the ancestor must have been playing outside the palace and forgot to close the door, now that he can't enter the palace, She came to Xinyanghou Mansion for help, but Ruyan would not embarrass him by saying it so bluntly.

"No need - I'll think of a way later." Gu Zhaolin hurriedly stopped: "...Don't bother the master, let him...stay alone for a while."

Ruyan paused, and unconsciously clenched the handle of the umbrella.

"...to say something rebellious, I have always believed that even if my father... leaves one day, I am not afraid, because there is still a master by my side, he will definitely be able to protect this land for my father, and wait for me to succeed. It was only given to me one day...but now..."

As expected, Gu Zhaolin did not hear Ruyan's answer, but found that the snow seemed to be falling more heavily.

This winter has come too early.

***

It has been snowing for several days, the yard is piled up thickly, and the treetops are covered with ice crystals.

The sky finally cleared up on this day.

And this day is the 13th of the twelfth lunar month in the 27th year of Xingchao Qiankun, and there are still four days before the New Year. Xinyang Hou Baili Qingzhi died.

Because Qingzhi had already confessed earlier that he might not be able to play a fake corpse again this time, so he asked Liufu to inform the people first, and don't stay up all night with a bench waiting at the door to release the first news.

Then before anyone went to the palace to invite someone, that person came to him consciously.

"What's wrong? You're so gentle to both of them, but so cruel to me?"

"..."

Gu Jixiu stretched out his hand to straighten his messy hair: "It doesn't look like it, so young but so old."

"..." The person on the bed still lay with his eyes closed and didn't speak, as if he was asleep.

"Fang Lansheng, I thought you were a fool. Did you think he was sleeping in there all the time after closing the door? But I didn't expect that Feng Shui would turn to me."

"It's just you bastard, since you have waited for two people, why don't you leave after waiting for me?!"

Gu Jixiu put his head on his chest, and he couldn't hear any heartbeat.

Even if you learn what he said, you can't hear it.

Thinking of the last day when he was in the palace, maybe it was because of his serious illness that it was very difficult to even stretch out his arms to hug him, but Qingzhi, the person who was in charge of sex, still hung on his body with a disability , smacking his mouth and saying: "Drinking medicine and porridge every day, my mouth will fade like a bird."

"I'll drink with you when you recover from illness."

"But Huizhou daughter red?"

"Pair it with roast chicken."

Qingzhi smiled with satisfaction: "Okay." He clapped his hands together: "It's a deal."

It's just that the promise of a gentleman has also become ashes.

***

The road on Huangquan Road seems to be easier than expected, not as eerie and scary as Qingzhi said, on the contrary, it is a road leading to the end, and the surroundings are still bright.

"That's because you are a person with an imperial personality, so you can get this kind of treatment! Generally, except for those who go through the back door or have someone above them, we will open a small stove and let them walk on a flat road; if it is an ordinary kid, it is easy to walk It’s that gloomy path, if you meet a criminal, it’s the [-]th floor of hell waiting to serve you.”

Gu Jixiu nodded, what else?

"Where are we going?"

Although the roads they said they were emperors were different, but apart from the ghost in front of them and themselves, they didn't see any other shadows on the road, and they couldn't see where they were going.

Bai Qingtian grinned, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, checked the signal in the air, and then cleared her throat and asked, "Hello? Little brother? Are you here yet?"

There was a creaking noise from the other end of the phone, and Bai Qingtian had to give up: "Hey! There is no signal at all in this crappy place! I said, Brother Emperor, the automatic shielding function that you people with emperor status is too good Right? This is my mobile phone with 4G signal, and you can block the signal."

Gu Jixiu didn't understand what Bai Qingtian meant at all, but he still smiled politely—after all, he is no longer a high-ranking emperor, so what if he has the status of an emperor?Isn't it a ray of ghost, no different from Qingzhi?

"Excuse me, I want to ask you something. About three months ago, a person from the same place as me should have come here. I don't know if you recognize him? That person's name is Baili... no, Liu Qiyao He came here three months earlier than me, he is tall, it is said that he has acquaintances here—”

Bai Qingtian scratched her face, then stopped suddenly, Gu Jixiu hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Lao Bai shrugged his shoulders: "Baili Qingzhi? Liu Qiyao..."

"Yes, yes, do you know him?"

Lao Bai didn't answer, Gu Jixiu stood there for a few seconds, brushed past Lao Bai, and continued to move forward.

"Hey! It's so lively here!" Bai Qingtian shook her head and walked back: "Why are they all good products? One is a noble emperor, one has a Buddha's fate, one has military exploits, and the rest... Although there is nothing famous, I can take care of it if I want to have a good pregnancy. However, each of them comes first, they just don’t want to leave, blocking the Naihe bridge, come one, wait for a pair; come another, make up two or three Finally, when all the people are full, we can gather a table of mahjong. This hell is dark all day long, the house is expensive, and the air is not good. When you are a person, you will be willing to degenerate, alas! ah!"

Qingzhi thanked him through the mobile phone, then hung up, his pearl-like eyes were only fixed on Gu Jixiu, he shook the wine jar in his hand, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Your speed is the fastest. "

Gu Jixiu reached out to take it, "I can't help it, some people don't care much about me, so they have to look for it by themselves."

Lan Sheng and Ashin also stopped saluting to him, and instead looked at each other with a smile: "The room has been prepared for you, and Qi Yao said tonight that he would not return if he was drunk."

"Do you have roast chicken?"

"All six blessings are here." Fu Yanxin shook his hand.

Qi Yao stretched out his hand to embrace him, and the wine bottle made a clinking sound, this time in his arms, Gu Jixiu heard his heartbeat beating.

"Welcome back."

"Thank you."

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Every story has its own way of telling, and every story has a protagonist.

No matter how it is narrated, no matter what the plot is, as long as you are still the protagonist at the end, that's fine.

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