After I died, I soared

Shen Jiming lived in the desert for several years, and never returned to Beijing during that time.At first he brought Li Longcheng by his side to teach him personally, the two of them ate and slept together within a few days, then he discovered Li Longcheng's amazing talent.Shen Jiming knew that he couldn't afford to teach such students, and he was afraid of delaying talents, so he sent an order overnight to invite the grand tutor who had taught him before.

The grand tutors thought the desert was difficult, so they didn't want to go there, and there were only a few who were willing to go there.After taking office for a period of time, the Taifus were all amazed at this good seedling.Educators cherish talents, today's saints are greedy for pleasure, and luxury is prevalent among nobles. There are few juniors who are willing to dive down and humbly ask for advice.Common people can't even guarantee food and clothing, let alone provide money for their children to study.When the Taifus met Li Longcheng, it was like encountering nectar after a long drought. They wished to pass on all the knowledge they had learned all their lives. Even Shen Jiming took the initiative to send them back to Beijing, and they were unwilling to go back.

Li Longcheng is low-key and humble, he does things safely, and he is a rare genius in essays and martial arts.Shen Jiming was very pleased that he was so appreciated by the Taifu, the child finally lived up to his painstaking efforts.However, for Li Longcheng, these things are not as good as what outsiders think. Every gentleman has high hopes for him. He teaches a lot of knowledge and keeps a lot of homework. When he is the busiest, he can't wait to split himself into two people. However, Shen Zhiming's side is not worrying.Enemies outside the border have always been restless, and the soldiers did not dare to slack off and practiced day and night.His Highness the Nineteenth is blind after all, and many things are much more difficult than ordinary people, requiring more energy and time.When Li Longcheng went to look for him, either his hair was disheveled and he hadn't slept all night, or there were two or three untouched meals piled up next to the table.

Shen Jiming has a sensitive constitution, and the desert climate is dry, cold and sandy, and his nose often gets worse every time he goes outside the customs.Li Longcheng had to spare time to take care of Shen Jiming and remind him to eat and drink medicine.It was also because of witnessing Shen Jiming's hard work that Li Longcheng swallowed his homesickness back to his stomach.He aspires to be a person like Shen Jiming, if he doesn't give, how can he fulfill the promises made in the past.

Li Longcheng only knew about it but didn't know why, Shen Jiming brought him to this barren land, of course it wasn't really to help him become a talent.Shen Jiming was careless and careless, and after handing Li Longcheng over to his husband, he devoted all his attention to affairs, and he didn't even notice Li Longcheng's increasingly meticulous care.

Until one day, when Shen Jiming went back to his room after training, he habitually brought tea to drink, but the tea was cold.He wondered: "Who made the tea? Why did it suddenly change to cold one today?"

The palace people outside the door heard the words, and hurriedly kowtowed their heads to apologize, and stuttered, in the past, Mr. Cheng took time to come back to make new appointments for His Highness. Today, Mr. Cheng did not know what he said, which made him lose his temper. They were all marked red, and now they are punished to kneel outside.The slave was so worried that he forgot to exchange new tea for His Highness.

Shen Jiming doesn't even remember to eat, so he doesn't pay attention to whether the tea is cold or warm, it's nothing more than drinking warm tea for a while, and he is not used to changing it back to cold by chance.He hastily put down the teacup and asked anxiously, "What's going on."

"Your Highness is busy with military affairs, so I don't dare to bother you, but Your Highness should go to Mr. Cheng's place to have a look. It's freezing outside, so what can I do if there's something wrong with my knees?"

Shen Jiming picked up his cloak and walked towards the courtyard where Li Longcheng usually attends classes. As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, before he could take a few more steps, he tripped someone.He pulled down his cloak, and grabbed the boy's palm, as cold as a rock.Shen Jiming was very distressed, and he didn't want to get angry with the Taifu, so he had to ask the master why he was angry in a low voice.

The Grand Tutor was obviously very angry, and he didn't lose his temper when he saw Shen Jiming, and then asked Li Longcheng sharply: "You know your mistake!"

Shen Jiming lightly shook Li Longcheng's hand, signaling him to give in no matter what.Li Longcheng ignored it at all, and replied stiffly: "Students don't know."

"You!" The Taifu blew his beard and stared, and picked up the ruler to hit him, but Shen Jiming stopped him with a tug: "Sir, what's the matter?"

Taifu threw a piece of rice paper on his face: "Look for yourself!"

Shen Jiming was at a loss with the paper, and the husband was so angry that he even forgot that he was blind, so he had to ask someone who could read to read to him what was written on it.Without waiting for the servants to come, Li Longcheng behind him spoke up: "A clump of flowers with smoke and dew, carried to Xu Shi's house in Miyagi. The melancholy east wind has nowhere to say, don't teach the spring flowers in leisurely time." [Note 1]

As soon as the words fell, Shen Jiming broke out in cold sweat.

"You still! You still—!"

The Tai Tuo was so angry that he lost his breath, and the servants brought water and medicine, and they couldn't get over it for a long time.Shen Jiming signaled them to find a military doctor and a good student to take care of the Taifu, and he held the white paper on which the poem was written, and softly asked Li Longcheng to follow him.

Neither humble nor overbearing, Li Longcheng walked behind Shen Jiming.

Shen Jiming led the people into an extremely remote room and locked the door firmly.After standing still, he returned his hand and landed on Li Longcheng's face.

With a bang, red marks appeared on the left side of Li Longcheng's face.

"You are really talented. No wonder the gentlemen all praise you." Shen Jiming said in a deep voice, "I asked them to teach you, just to teach you to write these reverse poems? The yin and yang are strange, pointing and cursing, Xu Shijia? Why don't you just write about the Shen family? up?"

Xu Shi is a well-known relative of the Shen family, with great power, almost half of the court is from these two families.After all, the power of foreign relatives was given by the Shen family. How could the emperor not know how they bullied men and women in private, but the emperor didn't think there was anything wrong with this matter, and even held an attitude of tacit approval.Shen Jiming is not good at poetry and poetry, but he can also hear the sharp irony in them.

"I don't know that this is a reverse poem, I just think this poem is right."

"That's right? You don't mention Shen at all, everything is Shen, how many heads do you have?"

"Why do you have to behead someone who writes poetry?"

"You!" Shen Jiming was so angry that he almost blurted out how dissatisfied you were with the Shen family. After thinking about it, Li Longcheng certainly has the right to be dissatisfied. It was his father who was sorry to Li Longcheng, to the Li family, and even more to the people of the world.Recently, the literary inquisition has intensified, and many families have been ruined. No matter whether they have a rebellious heart when they write, they are all innocent.

Shen Jiming forced himself to recognize the reality that his father, emperor and elder brother, as well as the entire royal family, were all sinners in the world.It's not that he doesn't know, but he doesn't want to face it, and avoids it all day long. Layers of self-deception and concealment have paralyzed him to this day.Li Longcheng just pierced through that illusion.

Li Longcheng continued: "I used to stay at home, and occasionally eavesdrop on the chats of the servants. The emperor's feet are not good. The people can't afford food, so they can only sell their children as slaves. They would rather let the children be treated like livestock by the nobles." At the same time, hundreds of priceless plum trees are planted in His Highness’s plum garden.”

Hearing Li Longcheng's words, Shen Jiming's scalp tingled, and he wanted to slap him again, but he didn't have that face.

"I think that the conditions outside the customs are difficult, but the people are not necessarily unhappy. It is always better than the capital."

Shen Jiming's heart was shocked, the sky is high here and the emperor is far away, and the officials don't want to come here, he handles both military affairs and government affairs, what does Li Longcheng mean by saying this.

Li Longcheng fell heavily on the ground, and said earnestly: "Longcheng knows his mistake, and it was I who said the wrong thing, please punish him, Your Highness."

Shen Jiming didn't speak any more reprimands, nor helped him up from the ground, he walked out of the room slowly, his face full of worries.

Li Longcheng was precocious and intelligent, he actually had a vague premonition that Jiantian Temple might not be lying this time.

The relationship between the two unexpectedly cooled down, Li Longcheng wisely stopped mentioning the events of the day, and Shen Jiming threw the poem into the brazier and burned it clean.Li Longcheng thought that he had spoken too much, Shen Jiming had Bole's kindness to him after all, not to mention the two of them had been together for a long time, he could see that Shen Jiming was different from other Shen family members, those words undoubtedly hurt his heart.Out of guilt, he repeatedly wanted Shen Ji to express his loyalty, for fear that the Nineteenth Prince would alienate him in anger.However, Shen Jiming's real thoughts were completely different. After staying in the desert for too long, even he himself had to forget about Li Longcheng's background.

Li Longcheng and the Shen family have a deep blood feud, paper can't contain fire, when Li Longcheng knows the truth, how will he deal with himself?

How does he face Li Longcheng?

During the Mid-Autumn Festival of the same year, a letter came from Beijing, saying that the emperor missed His Royal Highness the Nineteenth and must ask the Nineteenth to come back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with him.

Qiu Qiansheng, the only one who recognized Li Longcheng's face, died of "drunk and stumbled". Where are there relatives in the world, and where is home?

This time, there was no way to prevaricate, and in desperation, Shen Jiming had no choice but to embark on the road back to Beijing.

It was the first time in three years that His Royal Highness, who was full of meritorious service, re-entered the capital. This was a rare and lively time for the people.Firstly, compared to other royal children, they really had a better impression of His Highness the Nineteenth Prince, and secondly, although Shen Jiming was blind, he was able to handle it in terms of appearance alone.When Shen Jun entered the city, Shen Jiming rode at the front with Li Longcheng leading the reins, and walked slowly among the crowd.The girls looked at it curiously, but they were disappointed only to see a piece of black silk.

Shen Jiming's thoughts were disturbed, he didn't pay attention to external affairs, he was distracted, and almost fell off his horse, thanks to Li Longcheng who helped him in time.He asked Shen Jiming with concern if he was unwell, and Shen Jiming shook his head without a word, and straightened his waist again. In just a moment, the slightly loose black silk slipped from his eyes, revealing a pair of dull eyes.

The crowd was in an uproar, the girls were taken aback for a moment, and then blushed.

Shen Jiming thought that his own blindness was too frightening, so he quickly covered his eyes again, and ordered the team to return to the palace quickly, so as not to delay the people's work.Little did he know that just now, his every move fell into the eyes of the growing teenager, and it was tainted with a bit of special meaning.

It's not just the girls who are tempted.

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Note 1: "The Flower Seller" was written by Wu Rong, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

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