Yuanzhong poultry

A few months passed by, and Chang'an has already entered winter.A snow fell silently in the middle of the night, and when the curtain was lifted in the early morning, the white snow scene dazzled people's eyes.Wrapped in a thick padded jacket, Xieyi fluttered the snow on the ground, like a fluffy and round snowball.

On this day, Yu Bai went to Zangshu Pavilion as usual.Usually people are not allowed to enter here at will, but every day when Yu Bai comes, the guards can't be found as if they were neglecting their duties.Yu Bai knew that it was the handwriting of that person, and he didn't bother to investigate or be moved. He just walked up the tall stairs as usual, flipping through the book page by page.

Hearing faint footsteps, he put down the book and looked back indifferently: "I've seen Lord Hou."

Wei Liangshi nodded with a profound appearance, and his heart was filled with the three questions of life.

--who I am?where am I?What am I going to do?

——Why did I leave the warm couch and the beauty in such a terribly cold weather, and come to this cold palace to be the mouthpiece for these two people?

Unlike Zhao Jun, who was a prince who was destined to be involved in the battle for the throne, he left the palace early to travel around the world with the emptiness of a Marquis.He is romantic and undisciplined by nature, and he loves the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River more than the cold and cold northwest, but once acting on behalf of others, he had to set foot in Liucheng, and once saw the teenage Yu Bai at the corner of the local celebrity feast.

Of course, these Yubai did not know.

He said in a nonchalant manner: "A few years ago, I once went to Ruoshui City, where the four seasons are like spring, and the local Qin family is a well-known prominent family. Divide friendship."

Sure enough, he saw Yu Bai's eyes light up for a moment.

——Wei Liangshi sighed regretfully to Zhao Jun in his heart.His Majesty the Emperor frantically dealt with so many moths, but in the end, it was no match for such plausible news from himself.

"Qin Xian knows?"

"Yes." Wei Liangshi said, "This man makes a good sword, and the Liufeng sword is really the best. I heard that the Liufeng sword also has a twin sword named Huixue. At that time, everyone at the banquet clamored for a reward. Huixue, but was politely rejected by Qin Xianzhi with a smile, saying that the Huixue sword has been given away, and I will invite you to the banquet when the cultivation is completed."

It's really unnecessary to get comfort from Wei Liangshi's words——Yu Bai's face couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger, he turned a page of the book, and said in one sentence: "What else did Zhao Jun ask you to say?"

Wei Liangshi: "..."

Conscience of heaven and earth, although these remarks are artistically processed, how can they be fabricated nonsense to deceive people?

"Say...uh, I have prepared a house deed and servants for you, so that you will have a place to stay when you go out of the palace..."

As he said that, Wei Liangshi wished he could slap himself—what kind of wind did his brother slap?The deed of the house and the land deed means that if the monk can run away, he can't run away from the temple. Are the servants afraid that they won't get any news from Yu Bai?He looked at Yu Bai who was about to tear up the land deed and the house deed in the next moment, and gave him a slap in the face.

To his surprise, Yu Bai just glanced at it briefly, then took it from his hand: "Thank you for your kindness."

Wei Liangshi froze in place.

He saw Yu Baifeng looking through the land deed lightly, with a natural expression: "Go back and tell him, I have to wait for two years, not more than a few days. If he is willing to let me go, I will not Care about these days."

Wei Liangshi: "...Okay, is there any more?"

Yu Bai continued to fiddle with the book with his head down: "It's gone."

Wei Liangshi was about to leave when he suddenly heard Yu Bai say: "Wait a minute."

"Give this back to him, and let him do with mine."

Wei Liang subconsciously took it, and almost lost his mind when he saw the thing in his palm—it was a sachet sewn by his imperial brother himself.Why did Wei Liangshi know so well that it was his brother's handwriting?Naturally, it was because he had seen a quite similar one at Zhao Jun's place. With sad eyes, Zhao Jun told him that it was embroidered for him by Yu Bai himself, and there was a similar one at Yu Bai's place.

At that time, Wei Liangshi said without fear of death: "Brother Huang wants me to return it?"

Zhao Jun glanced at him coldly: "There is no reason to return the things that are sent out."

Wei Liangshi rolled away before Zhao Jun had an attack.At this moment, he went through the cause and effect in his mind, and almost knelt down.

He suddenly wanted to ask if Yu Bai was also waiting for that birthday.

Waiting for a birthday to spend with the one I once loved.After your birthday, you are a stranger.

He had already said it accidentally.

Yu Bai glanced at him coldly, and said, "Zhao Jun put King Mu in the dungeon, and you haven't worried that one day he will get interested and send you there to be a neighbor with King Mu?"

Wei Liangshi: "..."

farewell.

Wei Liangshi walked away calmly, but Yu Bai could no longer be at peace in his heart.

A thin stack of deed papers is still in front of his eyes, the addresses marked on it are all rich and prosperous, and a few thin sheets are worth thousands of gold.

The year when the title deed was stamped was the third year of Chengyuan. It seemed that the person chose a house on a whim, but felt dissatisfied, so he chose it intermittently for a long time.That was the day when they were still immersed in their dreams.

Yu Bai didn't know whether this was the foreshadowing that Zhao Jun planted in advance to perfect the plan, or the proof that he once sincerely wanted to wander the world with him. The word "Yangzhou" came into view, and he lost his mind for a moment.

He grew up in the northwest since he was a child and has never seen the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. He once joked with Zhao Jun that he would build a house in Yangzhou in the future. The crane goes down to Yangzhou.

……

Li Dehai stepped forward slowly, and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, Miss He from the Marquis of Kangning made ginseng soup for His Majesty, which is the most nourishing and nutritious. Miss He is still waiting outside at the moment. Do you want to see her?"

Zhao Jun collected himself, originally wanted to say "put it here", but stopped when he reached his mouth.

The Kangninghou Mansion has been very active recently. Since the last autumn hunt, he had a few words with Miss He's family, and the Kangninghou Mansion would occasionally ask his lady to cook ginseng soup and make desserts When they were sent to the palace, the Marquis of Kangning was regarded as one of their own. Zhao Jun knew that they were just trying to test a later position, so he didn't take it to heart.

The more he looked at the steaming soup, the more dazzling he became.After a while, he waved his hand: "Go back."

Li Dehai was stunned: "Your Majesty..."

"Miss Yunying of the He family is still unmarried, and she repeatedly uses the pretext of delivering food to enter the palace to face the saint, so she doesn't even want the dignity of her daughter's family?" Zhao Jun added coldly, "Or is it that the Kangning Houfu thinks that The food in my palace is not as good as their He family's?"

Li Dehai hurriedly withdrew the ginseng soup, knowing in his heart that it was again because of Mr. Yu—Mr. Yu accepted the stack of deeds.

If he doesn't accept it, it means that Mr. Yu still has trouble in his heart. If he accepts it, it can only show that Yu Bai doesn't care at all - Li Dehai has a bright heart, and he is clear to the bystanders, but there are people who are in the authorities.

Strange to say, even though Zhao Jun really didn't have the idea of ​​abdicating the throne and letting the virtuous and the world live freely at first, when choosing these houses and fields, he didn't have the slightest distraction.It seems that as long as he chooses carefully and ponders carefully, in the time and space that he will never reach, he will really walk out of the vortex of the capital with the young man, go to Yangzhou, to Qingcheng, to the land of abundance, and to all the people who were once loved by poets and writers. A place of passionate praise.

When sending out these deeds, he thought that the worst outcome would be to burn them and tear them up.However, Yu Bai really accepted it—the wind was light and calm, as if he just received a few ordinary letters from ordinary friends.

Rather than being a friend who meets by chance and forgets when he turns his head, he would rather have a place in Yu Bai's heart forever, even though what he represents will always be imprisonment, deception, blame and humiliation.

The author says:

Dream house title deed...