The third year after the death of the emperor

Xie Wen looked away, the river lantern drifting down passed his eyes.

In the silence, Tong Tong, who was watching the moment, couldn't help sighing, "Does he really want to ask you, or..."

"do not talk."

Tongtong ignored it and continued: "Huaiyu, Huaiyu, do you remember what happened to the people who were close to Xiao Jiu in the original plot of this book? This guy is as cunning as a wolf, and there is no such thing as you To tame his vicious wildness, to fall a second time in the same place, is ridiculous."

Even if Xie Wen didn't want to listen, Tong Tong didn't want him to be deceived and hurt because of nostalgia. She reminded: "Even if you still miss the past in your heart, don't your body remember the pain? You did that two days ago, Not only did Xiao Jiu startle, but even I panicked like something, obviously your breath is trembling, but you still have to pretend to be self-defeating and self-deprecating..."

"I know this well." Xie Wen said, "If he has any conscience left, he has to listen to me. Xiao Xuanqian is only afraid of this. It's just that I used to be too self-respecting and refused to do so."

"Then you now..."

"Now." Xie Wen said to her helplessly, "Your spirit is not so high anymore."

When he was talking to Tong Tong, he did not reply to Xiao Xuanqian's words, but bent down and reached out to cut off a lantern from the river. On the wishing paper on the lantern was written a crooked small character.Xie Wen cut it down not because of anything else, but because the words on the lamp were wrong.

The owner of the river lamp wrote "Hundred Years of Love" as "Daytime Sex", Xie Wen thought to himself how much hatred it is to write these four words, and when he opened it, he found that there was no name under the note.Just as he was about to put it back after folding it, the lights in front of him were blocked by Xiao Xuanqian.

The little bastard couldn't answer his questions, wandering around in depression, so depressed that his whole body was full of depression.Xiao Xuanqian pressed his shoulders, his jealous heart was so strong that it would jump out of his chest, and after a long time, he made a hoarse voice, as if requesting or begging: "Look at me, don't worry about other things."

Xie Wen looked at him and said, "You speak like a lie, I don't know how to reply."

The little emperor stared at him blankly, with a dazed look in his eyes, he unconsciously held him hard, his mind was confused by these words, he was almost forced to collapse by Xie Huaiyu's distrust, his throat Hallucination-like blood flowed in his heart, and once again he frantically came up with the idea of ​​tying him up, tying him to the bed and not allowing anyone to see him—every time the pain was unbearable, he couldn’t help coming up with such thoughts, he didn’t know What can be done to repair the relationship between the two, he is good at constantly struggling and destroying, and he doesn't know how to be forgiven.

Xie Wen was completely suppressed by him, and the pain in his shoulder made people frown.At this moment, a crisp voice suddenly came from not far away: "Hey, where is my lamp?"

"Let go." Xie Wen said in a low voice, "If you want to kill me, can't you choose a way that won't hurt me?"

Only then did Xiao Xuanqian come to his senses, he restrained his strength hastily, annoyed that he was out of control, before he could speak, Xie Wen said: "I didn't want to blame you, get out of the way. The little girl came to the door."

The little emperor was surprisingly obedient at this time.The little girl not far away saw the lamp in Xie Wen's hand, and shouted from a distance: "My lord, is there anything wrong with it?"

"It's nothing." Xie Wen said, "You day dog...the lamp that lasts for a hundred years is very beautiful."

Concerned about the girl's face, he put the river lantern back into the water in front of her.The girl not far away was really happy, and her voice was a little higher: "This is the lamp I made for the people in the book! The next volume of the master of the gold bottle will surely make them a long-lasting, happy relationship for a hundred years."

The owner of Jinzun seems to be the pen name of "Chun Xiao Zhuan".Xie Wen thought it was strange, Mr. Xiao Shen’s book fans were all over the capital, and it was really popular for a while, no wonder all the officials said that he was a talented scribe, but it was a pity that Xiao Jiu was rushed to raise horses. I don’t know when the next volume will be. to come out.

"Girl will get what she wants." Xie Wen said, "But you must study carefully in the future."

"I'll be careful, my lord!" The little girl waved her hand and went in the opposite direction.I don't know when she realized that what she wrote was day-to-day sex.

Xie Wen turned her head to look at Xiao Xuanqian, and said, "Aren't you going back? Are you pretending to be sincere, or are you showing your sincerity? There must be a time to fulfill it."

When Xiao Xuanqian suddenly raised his eyes, the other party restrained his expression and didn't say anything.

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The little emperor kept his word, and Jian Fengzhi was soon let go.Before leaving, the little flower picker hugged the pillar and cried, thinking that the emperor had made a huge sacrifice, so he almost wrote "Tell me about it" on his face.Xie Wen kicked his calf, and cursed coldly: "Get away." Jian Fengzhi lost his face and followed the maid with every step.

In the huge Ziwei Palace, apart from these wooden maids and eunuchs, only the Jade Lion was left to sleep and nap, accompanying him.Even Lord Shen, who was originally ordered to take him to relax, was bitterly feeding the horses in the backyard, not to mention going to see Zhou Mian and Xiao Tianrou. The little emperor was good and bad at times, and he didn't want to spoil the situation.

A few days later, on the eve of the Northwest Army's entry into Beijing, Mr. Li, a great Confucian of the time, also entered the imperial capital at night. It took a lot of hard work to persuade the little emperor to let go, and Xie Wen finally saw another old friend.

In the warm pavilion in the side hall, Mr. Li went to Beijing overnight. He was dusty, with white hair and beard, and stood in front of the lamp with a stick.When the footsteps behind him approached, the old man turned around, cupped his hands to the oncoming Xie Wen, and said, "Thank you, Master Emperor."

Xie Wen respected him very much and returned the gift almost at the same time.The two sat opposite each other, the lights were flickering, and the scene was the same as before.

"The old man always suspects that the emperor is a fairy." Mr. Li said, "Since I saw you ten years ago, your appearance has not changed at all, and there is no trace of time."

"The horse's teeth are growing too much, and there is no progress. It makes the old man laugh."

Li Xian narrowed his cloudy eyes, and he said: "Three years ago when the news of your death reached Fuzhou, everyone else applauded and cheered, but I said that the world would be in chaos and you should live in seclusion... Fortunately, you didn't die, otherwise the current state affairs Family affairs, I don't know what it looks like yet."

Under the shadow of the lamp, Xie Wen's eyebrows gathered a layer of light. His gentleness and elegance always carried a three-point alienation and tranquility. At this time, the candlelight dispelled the coldness, as if his gaze was full of earnest and passionate expectations. , There is a lingering and gentle smell: "If I really died in that snowy day, even if the world is in chaos, I will not do my business."

Li Xiandao: "I came here today to ask... have you and His Majesty really come to the end of the road and there is no turning point?"

Xie Wen raised her eyes and glanced at him, turning a black chess piece between her fingers.

"If the emperor said yes, I will go back to my hometown in Fuzhou. From then on, I will not ask the temple to go to court, and let it flood the sky. If the emperor is willing to sacrifice his life for the Xiao family, I am willing to bury my body even if I am dying. Qingshan, do your best to assist His Majesty."

These words are quite different from the position back then, Xie Wen stroked the chess piece and asked softly: "Back then..."

"Back then, the emperor and his majesty had a close relationship. I waited for the old minister to worry about Mr. Xie's disobedience, so I got into a fight with your majesty because of this. But after watching with cold eyes for so many years, I realized that the Xiao family's world is not because of the emperor. Those who are defeated by the emperor's teacher can have another chance because of the emperor's teacher."

He was right.The ending of the original book of this book is extremely tragic. The Xiao family almost cut off their bloodlines. The entire court, the capital, and even all the people in the world were reduced to slaves to the subjugated country in the fierce war... If it is the original plot, the most direct The driving force behind the scenes is Xiao Jiu, and this villain who was finally driven mad and cruel and tyrannical is sitting on the throne at the moment, not only has sisters, relatives, confidants, but also is doing his duty as a good emperor.

Because Xie Wen wanted him to be a good emperor.

"Mr. Li." Xie Wei said carefully, "I didn't care about what happened back then."

"The emperor's teacher is generous." Li Xian sighed with emotion, "After living in seclusion, I often revisit the past like a game of chess. Mr. Xie is so predictable and thoughtful, almost like a prophet...with the emperor's teacher, Only then can I dare to say that I will do my best for His Majesty, otherwise it will be useless for anyone to come."

"I don't know how to predict for a long time." Xie Wen said, "Mr. Li is trying to persuade me to stay with Xiao Xuanqian?"

Li Xian remained silent, his temples were graying, and his cloudy eyeballs suddenly sparkled with earnestness: "It's not that your Majesty lacks the ability to govern the country, but his temperament is too extreme, and there will be big troubles if there is no one to restrain him."

"Mr. Li thinks," Xie Wen asked, "do I owe him anything?"

Li Xian was taken aback by the question, his expression was blank for a moment, and then he heard the other party's slow and gentle voice.

"I shouldn't owe him anything." He said, "Which one did I not give Xiao Xuanqian wanted? Or do I have to let him torture him until he exhausts his mind and die by his side before I pay it back?" Retribution." Li Xian was speechless, and it was only then that he realized that Xie Wen's contribution was also limited.

Li Xian looked into his eyes and suddenly remembered what happened at his family's banquet a few years ago.At that time, not long after His Majesty ascended the throne, there was an extremely fierce quarrel with Xie Wen. The reason for the quarrel was unbelievable-there were two papers about the impeachment of Major General Zhou Mian, who had a close personal relationship with Xie Wen.

Xie Wen often went in and out of the Zhou mansion late at night, and even stayed overnight for the sake of the war that the old General Zhou was shouldering.Zhou Mian is also his very good friend.But at the same time, the candles in Ziwei Palace kept burning until dawn.

That quarrel was not in front of everyone, only Li Xian, the master, knew about it.In the middle of the banquet, when Xie Wen was overwhelmed with alcohol and went to rest, there was a loud noise in the room that was supposed to be quiet. The teacup and inkstone were all smashed to pieces, and dripping blood remained all over the floor.

Later, the emperor asked for leave and did not appear in the court hall for several days.Later, when Li Xian saw him again, his wrist was covered with several layers of snow-white bandages, and the chess hand was full of scars, unhealed bite marks, scabs from being pierced by a sharp weapon... even his tiger's mouth was cracked wounds, hidden under bandages.

Li Xian gasped, looked hesitantly for a moment, and was about to ask why, but Xie Wen rolled up his sleeves to hide the wounds in the cuffs, his face was as pale as paper, as if it would shatter when touched His voice was a little hoarse and weak, but his expression was very calm, and he said: "Excuse me, Li Zaifu, how is the battle situation of the Northwest Shenwu Army?"

It was also from this moment that Li Xian mistakenly believed that his love and understanding for Xiao Xuanqian were inexhaustible like water in rivers, lakes and seas.