Chiwuxing

(Anecdotal biography of Zong Zhengyi)

Under the wall of the Winter Palace, four eunuchs stood by the doorway.

This year's New Year's Eve was extremely cold. There was no snowfall, but it seemed that the cold of ice and snow was stuffed into the winter wind.

The leading eunuch, Tong Xiu, squinted his eyes, thinking that it was about time, but he didn't want to see the trace yet.

The eunuch behind him couldn't bear it any longer, and said in a low voice, "Eunuch Tong, that man...is he not coming again?"

"Wait with peace of mind," Tong Xiu reprimanded lightly, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and watch your mouth and eyes!"

The little eunuch coughed slightly, stopped talking, and moved his already stiff knee under the robe.

After another incense stick, the slow sound of horseshoes came from above the green brick road, which was clear and clear in the cold night.

Several people's eyes were attracted.

A carriage gradually appeared from the extreme darkness, and it stopped in front of several people.

The little eunuch's eyes flashed, and a black shadow flew down.

"Eunuch Tong, I've been waiting for a long time."

He raised his eyes and glanced at him, and saw the man in black clothes and black face, with gray hair on his temples. When he was in a daze, he suddenly met the eyes turned by the man, which were clear and seductive, with a hint of coercion.

The little eunuch was frightened and quickly lowered his head.

"The slaves should, but the nobles have come all the way, it's really hard work."

"Dare to ask these few..."

Tong Xiu glanced back, then bowed and said with a smile: "The servant is afraid...so I brought a few people to help the nobleman. They are all strict-spoken and know how to measure."

"Thank you for your kindness," the man's voice was a little colder, "but my own wife, I should do it myself."

Tong Xiu was a wink, and immediately realized that she had lost her mind, so she bowed down and apologized: "...That's right, that slave made them go back."

"Eunuch Tong should also go back to the banquet to help His Majesty. After all, it's not the first time I've come here, and I'm very familiar with the road layout here."

"The slave obeyed... the slave made his own decisions today."

"It's okay," a voice came from behind the curtain of the carriage, low and deep, "the New Year's Eve banquet is busy, and Gonggong Tong, the laborer, came in person."

"Slaves have their own affairs," Tong Xiu said casually, "Since that's the case, the slaves will not disturb the nobles."

"Please."

Seeing the people go away with cold eyes, Fu Chenfang took out the wheelchair by himself, opened the curtain, and carried the occupant out of the car.

"A few little eunuchs, what do you care about with them?"

Fu Chen snorted softly: "The little eunuch doesn't know how to measure, how can Tong Xiu not understand? He's thoughtful, but it's too thoughtful..."

Zong Zhengxi put on the black gauze fence, and said with a smile, "Your temper is becoming more and more immeasurable."

Fu Chen followed him into the small side door, and said with a smile: "Except for you, no one else dares to control me, and I don't listen to them."

"Lawless..."

It was so cold outside the palace that a drop of water turned into ice.In the Golden Luan Hall, there is a warm and intoxicating banquet atmosphere.

According to the rules, during the banquet, all kinds of ministers, ministers, civil servants and military generals of the court will attend the meeting together with their relatives, and the Human foreigners also follow the rules of Yandi. good intentions.

Tong Xiu entered from the back curtain and whispered something in the half-drunk emperor's ear.

Zong Zhengyi nodded dully, and said: "They like to be quiet, don't send people to disturb each other..."

"Yes."

Sitting at the table next to the emperor was the crown prince, who was enjoying the feast. He noticed this and woke up. He got up and said to the side table, "Father, but is the master here?"

Zong Zhengyi nodded and waved to one of them: "Go."

The young man left in a hurry.

Most of the masters and attendants in the entire palace gathered at the New Year's Eve feast in the main hall, so the inner palace looked desolate.

The moonlight was dim, and the eaves-horned beast reflected faint light.

The young man turned into the courtyard and was about to ask.

A gust of wind suddenly hit the front door, he subconsciously raised his arm to block it, and at the same time the sword blade at his waist was unsheathed.

"Master..."

The young man sighed slightly during the fight, but he didn't dare to relax, instead he straightened his sword and struck at the opponent.

The man's movements were swift and fierce, and the young man barely survived dozens of moves before he fell into a passive position.

"Behind the front body, around the main points."

A deep reminder came from the side, the young man suddenly regained consciousness, his face straightened, and he continued to make several moves.

Helpless, the man's defense was tight, and he couldn't get in the gap.After resisting one after another, Jianluo finally dropped his hand and closed his eyes to meet the attack.

Fu Chen stopped the attack in his hands, and finally his strength shifted, and the palm fell on his shoulders. The young man stepped back a few steps, and he was about to stabilize himself.

The young man straightened up, first bowed his hands to the person who had been sitting on the side of the corridor and said, "Thank you for reminding me, uncle."

Zongzheng Xi said calmly: "Your intentions are fluttering, your movements are superficial, but you even forget the basics. Putting the cart before the horse, the hidden weapon is just useless work."

The young man bowed his head in shame and remained silent.

The dart flashed across the sleeves and was gathered into the clothes again.

Fu Chen tore off the black scarf, approached and pinched the back of the young man's neck, and said with a smile, "...Did you drink at the banquet just now?"

The young man lowered his eyes, avoided his palm, took a step back, knelt down and said: "Yu has distracting thoughts in his heart, and his will is not focused, so it wasted all the painstaking efforts of Master."

"That's enough," Fu Chen stretched out his hand to pull it up for him, and found that it still wouldn't move after a light pull, "It's just a small test to see how you improve. Since your condition is not good, just look for opportunities in another day. What a big mistake that was."

The young man insisted on kneeling, and said in a deep voice: "Master has not been here for the past two years, and no one has supervised him. Yu was neglected in the middle of the journey. I know that I have regressed a lot, so I apologize to Master."

The kid was full of brute force and couldn't pull it hard, so Fu Chen simply squatted in front of him, and said helplessly: "Since I know where the mistake is, I will correct it in the future, and I can't grow it even if I kneel."

The young man still lowered his head, Fu Chen turned his head and glanced sideways. For some reason, even through the dim night and the black veil on his face, he could still see a little smile on the man's face.

Consonant, Fu Chen also smiled, turned to the young man and said: "Okay, I just moved my hand just now, and I don't have the strength to pull you up at this time... New Year's Eve, don't ask me to make love to you boy!" Annoyed..."

Said, from self-care.

The young man pursed his lips, then stood up, and said in a steady voice: "In the coming new year, Yu will certainly not be lazy anymore."

Coming to the chair in the courtyard, Fu Chen poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Wake up."

"Thank you Master."

Seeing the young man dodging his eyes, Fu Chen stared at it for a moment, then smiled and said, "When I met you two years ago, you were still very talented, and your speed of learning moves was surprisingly fast. Why did you stop after this little time? gone?"

"...Master," the boy hesitated, "I want to change my weapon."

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"I think... I'm not suitable for practicing swords. It seems that I am more proud of long swords."

"The blade is only for your hand. If you think the knife is suitable, you can change it to a knife." Fu Chen's eyes flickered, and said, "But I see, it may not be because of this small external cause. If Yu'er meets Whatever difficulties you have, you can tell me, anyway, your master and I are an outsider, maybe I can help you with something and save you a lot of trouble."

"It's not a serious problem, this disciple can solve it by himself."

"Then there is?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, a little sly, "Why don't you tell me, anyway, it's the last night of the end of the year, tell all those troubles, and tomorrow and the next year, I won't disturb you any more." is you."

He changed hands and poured another cup of tea, and handed it to the man: "...it's getting cold."

Seeing this, the young man wanted to get up: "Yu go to the front hall and get some liquor."

"No need," Zong Zhengxi said in a deep voice, "Your master doesn't drink alcohol."

The young man turned his head to look, Fu Chen sighed helplessly, poured himself a cup of tea, and said to him: "...It's okay, you can continue."

The young man swallowed his saliva, and then said: "...Actually, it is only a private matter of the royal family. The uncles of the emperor should be dissatisfied with me, and they like to find faults and make troubles on weekdays. Occasionally they have done it, and Yu can't bear his temper. There was also a counterattack on one side, but...it couldn't be stopped."

Fu Chen and Zong Zhengxi looked at each other, and they naturally heard the meaning of avoiding the important and taking the light in the young man's words.

Zong Zhengxi raised his eyes: "What did they do?"

"It's lighter, just put some poisonous snakes and scorpions in the living room, witches and ghosts, or gossip in the supervisor, tear books for fun, if it is serious, you will poison the water," the young man said, "However, my disciples are accustomed to using silver needles to test poison before eating, and they can always find out that they have not been taught to succeed."

Zong Zhengxi frowned.

Fu Chen's expression also changed: "Silver needles can test for deadly poisons, but I have seen countless poisons that make life worse than death, but silver needles cannot be tested."

The boy's face turned pale.

Fu Chen said in a deep voice: "Among your uncles, some of them have reached adulthood... This is not a child's play, does your Majesty know?"

"I didn't tell my father," the young man said, "One is because nothing major happened, and I also fought with them in private, and I didn't take advantage of them. Second, it was a private matter within the royal family, and it was affected by the disturbance. It is the face of the royal family, but in the eyes of the barbarians, it is also a joke of Yan Ting, I don't want to embarrass my father... Besides, I can roughly guess the reason why they are hostile to me."

Fu Chen cursed in a low voice.

"When I left the palace, some of the younger brothers were still in their infancy, so I didn't know them very well," Zongzheng Xi said, "In the final analysis, it was just a matter of inheriting the royal family. Among them, they have even more reasons to investigate your faults, and you will end up with a hypocritical name for the same fate, and your nature cannot be changed lightly... The second disciple is weak, and never wanted you to be the bull's-eye among your uncles."

"Hmph, everyone wants to be an emperor, and they don't have the capacity to tolerate people at all. They don't know how much they are capable of, so they only use them for these dirty things." Fu Chen sneered.

The young man lowered his eyes and said: "I used to think that the father was concerned about his mother and would not accept concubines and inherit the heirs. I know that the royal family is not like an ordinary family. I have advised the father several times, but he didn't listen... How many times have I been a concubine? There is very little difference in age between the emperor uncle and me, but when we got along with him, I never thought that he had any evil intentions, and he didn't intend to treat each other sincerely."

Fu Chen squeezed his shoulders, and said in a harmonious voice: "People's hearts have been unpredictable for a long time, and it's not just the royal family. But wherever you have power, position and wealth, there will always be jealous people who have evil intentions and intend to murder. Don't be careless, but There is no need to worry about it. There are always people in the world who are willing to entrust their sincerity. It is a blessing to see the faces of these villains earlier. I am very pleased that you can distinguish clearly."

The young man still lowered his eyebrows, but his voice calmed down: "Master taught me martial arts, isn't it to fight back against these sinister people? But in the palace, there is often no place to use talents. Sometimes he takes risks and breaks the ban, but he is caught in the wrong place and impeached." , was punished."

"Stop fighting for martial arts. Of course, learning martial arts is not for making troubles and oppressing others." Fu Chen said, "With this ability, others dare not look down on you, nor dare to offend you. If you live in peace, you just tolerate it. No need Dirty your hands because of the offal, but if others intend to bully you, you will naturally have to repay it several times... I see you look like you, you still care about your identities as the emperor uncles, and you are not willing to hit hard. Why don't you come forward as a teacher and teach them a lesson for you in a while."

"There is no need for master to come," the young man was a little embarrassed, "Actually, Yu didn't take advantage of them... A few days ago, I went out of the palace privately at night and smashed the seventh uncle's teeth, and then you taught me what broken bones, Folding fingers, pricking needles, peeling... I tried it all. But I didn't dare to tell others, and I didn't dare to reveal my identity in front of the emperor."

"This is my apprentice!" Fu Chen said happily, "But let me tell you another trick. You don't reveal your identity, but you have to let them reflect on their mistakes, otherwise they will not know how to repent after so much work... like this , you go to Qintian Prison to find some ghost talisman paper, write some words on it, and pretend to be the king of Hades to warn you. When you sent them back to their residence, you sprinkled a bunch of them inside and outside the door, scaring him on the one hand, On the other hand, it floated around the mansion and couldn't clean it up in time, causing other servants and servants to discuss their master's ugly behavior in private, to see if he dares to order people to dirty their hands... I think, even if there is someone in your uncle... If you are bold, the people under him have to worry about their own lives and dare not take it... To deal with this kind of people, you have to use strange tricks."

The young man was amused by his words, and the man under the fence also slightly bent his lips.

Fu Chen shook his hand again, and said: "Human feelings are repeated, it is the most dangerous place in the world. But there is no need to avoid it, after all, good people and evil people hide together, and there is beauty in an extremely dangerous place. You just have to do it from your heart." Watch, and choose a sincere person to treat each other."

The young man sighed and nodded.

Zong Zhengxi said: "It is not a disaster that you are suffering so much now. Since then, there will be no rules and regulations that can restrain your behavior, so why sigh."

The young man raised his eyes, and Fu Chen continued: "Your uncle is right. As a teacher, I am from the mountains and wilds. I have wandered in the border city of Kyoto. I know that besides the evil of greed and jealousy, there are also contempt, disdain, contempt, lies, killing, etc. There are many evils. As long as you are strong-willed, the evils of others can bother you a little bit."

"...Master, in the two years you have been away, Yu has always had a plan in private."

Fu Chen guessed a little: "You say."

"Yu didn't intend to be greedy for imperial power, and he also hated hypocrisy and gossip. The anti-religious disciples were very fond of the anecdotes and gossips that Master said in the past." The words on it. Even the world in the mouths of gentlemen and sages has never been experienced before, so it is only dry ink words. I hope that if I have the opportunity, I can go deep into the world to get a glimpse like my master."

"...If you really have such intentions, of course it's good," Fu Chen said with a slight smile, "Your uncle left the court when he was fifteen, and you are now seventeen. You are also young and need to be tempered. It is not a bad thing to go out to experience... But you still have to ask your father about this matter, of course I have no opinion."

Zong Zhengxi said: "There are also difficulties in the world that cannot be seen in the palace. If you only come for strange events and anecdotes, you will be disappointed. You need to think carefully before making a decision."

"Uncle, I've been thinking about it for nearly two years, and it's definitely not a whim."

"Then go." Fu Chen patted him on the shoulder, "You have your own way to go, no matter how much I say, it's not as good as you to see it for yourself. No matter when and where, I only have one sentence, keep safe Own."

The boy knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you, Master, for teaching."

"No hurry," Fu Chen pulled him up again, "Go back and ask your father."

The boy responded.

After chatting a few words about daily life, he returned to the main hall to have a banquet.

There was not much movement here, but it still caught the attention of those at the banquet.

The woman left quietly.

"Brother, you are back."

"... Ah Jun?" The man turned his head and said happily when he heard the sound, "...I planned to look for you after the banquet was over."

"It's nothing." He Xuyun smiled softly, "Your Majesty is generous and will not punish us."

Fu Chen took out a bracelet from his sleeve, handed it over, and said with a smile: "This is the red coral from the Yevati Kingdom. It is said that it has the effect of praying for peace and blessings. It is considered a rare item. I just wanted to buy it for you, right?" It's also a reward."

"Thank you, brother." He Xuyun took the sleeve and looked down, "... I really haven't seen it before."

"You're welcome," Fu Chen said, "Has there been any changes in the department in the past two years?"

"Everything is as usual," Hexun raised his eyes and looked carefully, "but brother, I haven't heard the news for a long time, and I don't know what's going on."

"It's just that I have traveled far, and it is inconvenient to send a message back..."

At the end of the banquet, the emperor went back to bed to rest in the name of drunkenness, leaving the rest to do their own thing.

The prince looked at the vacant seat above, and also ordered to remove his table and seats, stood up and retreated.

The lights in the Yugan Palace were brightly lit, and the waiters changed the clothes and cleaned the room for the emperor, and prepared decoctions to sober up.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is here."

Zong Zhengyi waved his hand, Tong Xiu led all the attendants in the room to close the door and retreat.

"Father." The prince bowed his hands.

"Have you met your master and uncle?"

"I have seen."

Zong Zhengyi fastened his belt and sat on the chair.Sighing the smell of alcohol, adding a bit of free and easy casualness that is rarely seen on weekdays.

"The emperor's son was not in high spirits at the table just now, but why did he think of something bothering him?"

"My son is really happy to see the master coming back from a long journey again. I have gained a lot from talking a few words, so I gradually think about some things clearly."

"That's great."

The crown prince raised his eyes and said: "Father, my son recently studied the scriptures compiled by Mr. Feng in the supervisory school, and one of them was deeply confused: Mencius said, a gentleman has three joys, but the king has nothing to do with it. Parents exist together, There is no reason for brotherhood, there is one joy; looking up to be worthy of the sky, bowing not to be ashamed of others, two joys; winning the world's talents and educating them, three joys. The sages and sages remonstrated the gentleman with this, wouldn't it be the same as the king and the gentleman are doing now contradictory?"

"This kind of music cannot be perfected by sons and ministers. This is limited by the time; the three musics are not enough for those who are not erudite Confucians. Only the second music can be self-discipline. Look up to the sky, the father and the son are the king and the king. Father, you should treat yourself with filial piety. This is worthy of the heavens. You should not be ashamed of others. Although your son and minister have not been involved in the world much, if others have not committed crimes, your son and minister will not do evil. But in the final analysis, your son and minister are alone in Shame on one person in this world."

Zongzheng Yi understood what it meant, and said gently: "Whatever you think, the emperor, you can talk to me."

The prince lifted his robe and knelt down, his apricot-yellow figure was unique and handsome, seeing a capable warrior:

"Father, since my son is an emperor, I shouldn't have such aggressive thoughts. It's just that what I'm doing now is far from what I saw in my son's book, and it's even the worst thing in his words, 'Wang Tianxia is not with you. Cun'. My son hopes to have the opportunity to go on a tour among the people and observe the world carefully... I heard that the father had the opportunity to visit various places during the Human uprising, so he should be able to know his likes and dislikes."

"That's a good point, the king will not survive." Zong Zhengyi lowered his brows and said, "...I really think so."

The crown prince raised his head: "Then why must father..."

"It's very boring, just for fun," Zong Zhengyi seldom joked with him, "At the beginning, I had the intention to recommend it to your uncle, but this man is a scourge, and my family can't avoid it."

The crown prince muttered: "Those royal uncles are still flocking to her..."

Hearing what he said, Zong Zhengyi's smile deepened: "Speaking of which, in the past two years, there has been unrest in the family of your imperial uncles. I turned a blind eye to it, but I probably know who did it."

The prince bowed his head deeply: "Father Huang Shengming... nothing can hide from your eyes and ears."

"Forget it, it's just that your uncles are acting outrageously. I hinted and warned you a few times before, but your sixth and seventh uncles are young and don't know how to restrain themselves. It's okay to teach them some lessons. "

"Then..." the prince hesitated, "What my son said just now..."

"The emperor wants to go, so go."

"Huh?" The prince raised his head, his face was surprised, and he said in disbelief, "Father, you agree with my son to leave..."

Zong Zhengyi also stared at him: "How long does the emperor want to leave?"

"...I don't know." The prince said honestly.

"The emperor is determined. From then on, he will completely cut off from this royal family and never come back."

"...What does this mean, father?"

"What I mean is," Zongzheng Yu said in a deep voice, "In the genealogy of the Chao Dynasty, Zong Zhengyu died of illness in the early spring of Shaoxi's 11th year. After that, what you do is your own business. If the emperor comes to find me in trouble, I will still try my best to help, but you will no longer recognize the ancestor of the royal family."

The crown prince's eyes were slightly red, and he lowered his head and said: "...Is the father angry because of what the son said?"

Zong Zhengyi stood up, walked to the side of Nian Nian, lightly patted his head, and said with a light smile: "I don't mean that, but I want the emperor to think about things more clearly. If you think too much about both sides because of greed, or It is to always leave a way out for myself. There are many constraints in doing things, but in the end it will not be beneficial. I hope that the emperor will not regret his choice, and if he wants to leave, he will leave cleanly."

The crown prince bowed his head and said: "I have been favored by my father since I was a child. If I don't show my filial piety in the future, why not punish my son?"

"Nothing, my son can do as he pleases. As the emperor said, since I am the father, it is enough for the emperor to enjoy happiness in my country." Zongzheng said, "Of course. , if the emperor is willing to continue in the palace, I also believe that there will be a lot to do in the future."

The crown prince straightened up slowly, and after a moment of silence, Fang said calmly: "...my son has made a decision."

"My son would rather stay away from the imperial courts and temples, and be a commoner in the world, experience more unseen and unheard things, and make friends with all kinds of people."

"……it is good."

Zong Zhengyi smiled knowingly, somewhat relieved as expected.

"you have grown up."

The boy in front of him had a familiar face and lips, but his only pair of eyes grabbed the brilliance of the entire face, but it was a little strange.

He said with a slight smile: "Since the emperor is leaving, naturally he can no longer use the 'Zongzheng' family name when he is outside."

The young man bowed his head deeply: "...my son is not filial."

"I, I will give you a commoner surname," Zong Zhengyi lowered his eyes, "...The world of mortals is vast and vast, and it is 'Tang', so let's call it Tang. As for this name, I and your mother gave it to you Yes, don’t change it.”

Tang Yu kowtowed and said: "...my son's change of clan and surname is really a serious crime of unfilial piety, which cannot be forgiven."

Zong Zhengyi took a breath silently: "What I corrected for you is not your crime... If the ancestors wanted to punish me, they should also punish me. It has nothing to do with you."

Tang Yu raised his head and said, "I still have a wish in the end, I don't know if my father can fulfill it."

"Emperor, let's talk."

Tang Yudao: "I know that my father and my mother had a very strong relationship during their lifetime, and maybe because of my son's reason, I didn't accept the concubine before. These years in the palace, my father has no one to look after and serve me. Even if we talk about royal affairs, this The continuation of the throne in the future cannot be separated from the continuation of the father and son."

Zong Zhengyi smiled and settled down: "...The emperor must have heard some gossip from the courtiers?"

Tang Yu looked up and stared: "The courtiers care about the extension of the throne, and the son-in-law only cares about whether the father is happy and happy, enjoying the family happiness that ordinary people enjoy... Unfilial sons, but one son is enough. The son-in-law also pays attention, To be able to have a stepmother, younger siblings to serve the emperor by his side. If the mother is alive, she will definitely be the same as the sons and ministers."

"...I know."

"Father, will you agree?" Tang Yu lowered his head again, "...Your servant can leave with more peace of mind."

"But because of fate, even though I have great power, I don't want to force it." Zong Zhengyi half-covered his eyes and said, "The emperor will go back to have a good rest tonight, and I will arrange other affairs for you."

Tang Yu was half worried, half happy, and returned home with little joy.

Zong Zhengyi lowered his head and rubbed his sore eyes, and someone approached him quietly: "It's getting late, your Majesty, do you want to turn off the lights and go to bed?"

"Tong Xiu," Zong Zhengyi squinted his tired eyes and said with strength, "I... have ordered you to do one thing."

In the morning of the next day, Fu Chen and Zong Zhengxi met the general Chiwu who had attended the banquet the night before, and Fu Zan casually met each other as usual, but invited the two of them to come to Japan for a long talk.After reuniting with their old friends, the two returned to the palace to meet the emperor. On the one hand, they introduced the countries they passed along the way.

Zong Zhengyi stayed up all night, and when the two came, he informed the prince of his wishes, and asked the two to secretly send Tang Yu out of the palace.After the final speech and discussion, he stayed in the palace for lunch, then let him go privately, and returned to the journey.

The carriage left slowly from the palace gate.

"...my apprentice, as a teacher, I have to tell you that we are only responsible for seeing you off, not accompanying you. Don't be confused... tell me where you want to go first."

Through the curtain of the carriage, the man's lazy and hoarse voice was heard gently.

The interior of the car was shaken, only the rhythmic tapping of horseshoes was noticeable.

Sitting opposite Zong Zhengxi, Tang Yu was in a daze, and also had some enthusiasm that was fading when things were about to happen:

"...I want to go to Xiangyang first."

"Why?"

"I heard that Master's former residence is there... I want to go and see it."

"Hmph," Fu Chen sneered, lazily whipping his whip, "...good boy, I looked at you not to see where I lived, but to tell me to stop and stay for a while, and accompany you all the way again?"

"...Master is wise."

The midday sun was shining brightly, lightly covering the man's plain face with a golden halo.

Fu Chen looked up at the red sun that was hanging, and felt familiar.

It seems that no matter how many years there are personnel changes, the scorching sun refuses to change its actions.He used to feel that it was unbalanced and unfair, but looking at it now, the bones of the old people have all disappeared, and the audio tracks have gradually faded away. There is only this day together that can be cherished and recalled, reminding the people and things of the past.

If you keep thinking about it, it really disturbs your mind.But if it is completely forgotten, it will be an irreversible regret.

"...Your father also acts in a hurry and doesn't like to procrastinate."

Tang Yu nodded and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect the father to agree to me so easily. After all, Sheji is involved... disciples, I think it's a bit of a joke."

"Your father is a sensible person," Zong Zhengxi, who had been sitting and reading books, suddenly said to Tang Yu, "You have traveled far in the future, so don't forget to come back to visit him occasionally. He cleared you out The genealogy of the royal family is not meant to be distressed."

"Nephew understands," Tang Yu nodded vigorously, "Yu must visit the palace often."

The man's indifferent eyebrows and eyes glanced at the young man, and then turned his eyes to the pages of the scroll, without further words.

"Yu'er will enter the secular world from now on, and no one will protect you anymore," Fu Chen looked forward and said slowly, "No matter who or what happens to you in the future, trust your hands and feet from the outside, and trust your heart from the inside. Martial arts moves should not be neglected, they are all life-saving things... but books, read less in the future."

"...Ah?" Tang Yu subconsciously glanced at the opposite side, but said nothing.

Fu Chen knew what was going on in his heart through the curtain of the car, and said with a smile: "...your uncle is very idle, so he read it for fun. Just ask him, when he was your age, did he have the time to read it?" Those idle books?"

Tang Yu raised his head and opened his mouth, subconsciously still a little afraid of the man's courage, so he didn't make a sound.

Zong Zhengxi was the first to answer: "It's true that I don't read often... Reading is not as good as reading people. After you have contacted many people, you will naturally know how empty the book is, so you don't want to read it anymore."

Tang Yu nodded, and said in a low voice, confused: "Father said that he is boring when he is in power, and uncle is boring when he is studying... so what is not boring?"

Fu Chen smiled outside the curtain: "...Government is about power, fame and wealth, and reading often leads to complacency. Anyone who avoids these two points...mostly are not boring things."

"...The apprentice is taught."

Tang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he had avoided these two matters in time.

My heart became more and more firm.

"However, as a teacher, I know that there is one thing that is most wonderful in the world."

"What's the matter?"

"Friendship in the world," Fu Chen said with a smile, "this is why the teacher told you about the evil of people's calculations, but he didn't want you to be separated from the crowd. Because after that, there will be unexpected and rare fun , if it is missing, it is really regrettable, and death is not a pity. Therefore, there is no need to waste food because of choking..."

"Master is referring to... the friendship between men and women?"

"more than."

Tang Yu raised his head to look at the other person again, and said in a low voice: "... I understand."

"Oh?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows outside the curtain, and said with a surprised smile, "...What do you understand?"

Tang Yu thought it over and said, "Perhaps...the book says 'there is no age in life'..."

There was a burst of low laughter from outside the curtain, the hoarse voice was itchy, and it continued.

Tang Yu pursed his lips in embarrassment: "...Is your disciple wrong?"

Fu Chen stopped laughing, and said: "Fortunately, now I'm taking you out to see the world, don't just stick to that sour literary style."

Tang Yu nodded, and suddenly heard the man across from him say in a deep voice:

"It is true that there are no young or old in life, you can throw away your fame and fortune, you can promise life and death, you can promise to be the same in this life and the same in the next life."

While Tang Yu was thinking, another voice came from outside the curtain:

"... My dear boy, close your eyes."

Tang Yu was taken aback for a moment, but followed his advice.

"Is it closed?"

"...close it."

He felt the warm wind blowing in front of him, it was the feeling of forest air blowing against his face outside the curtain.

The boy subconsciously tightened his body, thinking that the master was going to beat him because of his inappropriate words and anger, but it was strange that according to his usual experience, there was no precedent for warning in advance... Just when he was wondering, there was a slight sound of cloth rubbing from the front, Among the vaguely strange voices was the man's slight reprimand "Don't make trouble", before he could think carefully, the breeze blew again, and everything was still.

"Open it."

Tang Yu raised his eyes in fear, and saw that the uncle sitting opposite had already taken down the fence, his hair drooping to his shoulders, but his deep eyes and sharp nose, his alien bones, still looked like what he heard in the rumors.

The man turned his eyes and looked back, the sharpness and constriction remained the same, the young man hurriedly lowered his head: "...nephew, I'm sorry."

A hoarse voice came from outside the curtain:

"...The official road is long, if Yu'er is sleepy, just sleep for a while."

On the first day of the new year, the whole country celebrates, and there is no idle business.

The emperor pardoned the holiday for seven days, all the ministers returned home after feasting, and the palace returned to peace and quiet.

"Your Majesty, the servants have prepared everything you ordered."

"Well," Zongzheng Yi responded, and then said, "The news can be released after the seven-day holiday is over..."

Tong Xiu watched the emperor's tired elbows from the sidelines, and persuaded in a slow voice: "Your Majesty had a drink last night and hasn't rested yet, why don't you take advantage of this free time and go to bed and rest for half a day."

"The palace... is there no one else?"

Tong Xiu hesitated to speak.

In this imperial palace, the Son of Heaven is the most respected, and there are servants everywhere, never resting.But no matter how many people they were in the palace, they couldn't get into the eyes of the emperor.

"...The slave just learned that King Beimin was hungover last night and took a rest in the palace. He woke up in time, and the palace doctor is preparing a hangover soup and delivering it."

Zong Zhengyi rubbed the acupuncture point on his forehead, squinted his eyes and said, "...are you awake?"

"Yes."

The emperor got up: "Then let me go and have a look."

According to the rules of etiquette, nobles of foreign races were not allowed to stay in the palace until noon the next day, but there was a reason for the incident, and the emperor did not convict and punish him, so the palace servants had to order to wait on him in private.

"... Your Majesty is coming."

The door came to people in an instant.

He Xuyun was slightly startled, stood up and raised his arms to salute: "Your Majesty, Sheng An."

"Princess, you don't need to be too polite." Zongzheng Yi sat on the chair opposite him, "I heard that the princess was drunk and slept in the palace last night. I came to see the situation."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Huxun said indifferently, "I broke the rules."

"It's nothing," Zongzheng said, "Anyway, no one has stayed in this palace for a long time."

He Xujun heard the words and said: "In the middle of the banquet last night, I took a few steps to hangover in the back of the palace, and found that most of the inner palace was completely sealed off like when my brother was there, and it was very deserted. Could it be that there are no wives and concubines in your majesty's palace?"

"No," Zong Zhengyi shook his head and said, "I had a concubine's room in the early years, but after the barbarian war broke out, I sent them away to the common people."

He Xuyun raised his eyebrows: "Shouldn't this be some Yandi's rule?"

"...There is no such rule."

He Xujun looked at the waiter standing far outside the palace gate, and said in a low voice: "Forgive me, I met Mrs. Tang once in Beijing in the month before her death, but I never heard her talk about remarriage... ...Maybe I'm superstitious..."

"No, the princess is right." Zong Zhengyi lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, "...Not only did she not have such intentions, but she probably didn't want to say anything about me back then."

"She told her elder brother that she can trust His Majesty to be a man," Huxun frowned, "but why did you do this?"

After a moment of silence, Zongzheng said, "Because... I just want to be a promise-keeper to fulfill the old covenant."

"Don't you think you did something wrong?"

Zong Zhengyi questioned the woman on his face, then smiled and said: "If I choose the 'right' path as the princess said, then I have no credibility for my old promise. Since it is wrong no matter what , why don't I choose the one I like?"

Huxun sneered, and turned his head: "...Your Majesty is just a selfish person."

"...Why not?"

"Nothing is impossible," Huxun said, "It's just that His Majesty has too much, and if you want to snatch other characters, it will inevitably be a little..."

The woman stopped talking, Zongzheng Yang lowered his eyes and smiled, but didn't say anything.

The winter wind started to cool down, and the emperor raised his voice and called out: "Tong Xiu, the wind is getting strong, please close the palace gate."

"Yes."

As soon as the door was closed, the coldness was instantly avoided.

He Xuyun gradually eased his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the king on the right, and said, "But Your Majesty...doesn't seem to be happy because of this matter."

"Right and wrong gains and losses, happiness and anger