The third year after the death of the emperor

The matter of Xie Wen is the biggest conflict between their brothers and sisters. Now this conflict has been solved satisfactorily although it is painful for the time being. Xiao Tianmei has also received Mr. Xie's entrustment, and her attitude has naturally eased a lot.

She sat on the jade steps casually, with her back to the emperor above, and twitched the tail of the soft whip with one hand, and said: "If the master is still there, brother Jiu will definitely not listen to it... But at this time, People should listen to persuasion. We were born in a heavenly family, and countless people are envious and jealous, thinking that if we are above ten thousand people, we can live a good and happy life... This is not the case, it is our identity, Look at many things blindly, callously, and self-righteously."

She heard the rustling of pages behind her.

"Although I haven't experienced the battle for succession, I can be regarded as a bystander recently. The more I climb to a high place and stand in a cold place where no one is watching, the more I will forget how to express my true emotions. Ninth brother, Your respect and love are placed very high, like a heavy shackle, the husband can't feel it at all, he can only feel the bullying of the imperial power, the betrayal of the disciple, and the affection for you... all seem to be wrong Same."

"For me..." Xiao Xuanqian repeated these three words in a low voice.

"Yes. The authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. Everyone knows that he treats you so well, but you still worry about gains and losses and use it to practice. Brother Huang is so paranoid. When you are chasing with all your heart, why don't you stop and think about it? This direction Is it right?" Xiao Tianmei stood up, she walked up the jade steps, and saw a mass of red marks when the cinnabar dripped, she recalled the content of the note in her mind, leaned on the imperial case, looked at him and said , "I don't persuade Brother Nine to let go, I just advise you to think about it carefully. If you are not the emperor, he is not the emperor's teacher, and you are the most ordinary people in the world, how do you get along well?"

Xiao Xuanqian put the imperial pen on the pen holder, raised his eyes and looked at her: "Who taught you these words?"

Xiao Tianmei's heart skipped a beat, it's too bad, what she said is a bit beyond her scope... No matter how she sounds, the style of these words is beyond her imagination.Princess Jieyou took a step back, awkwardly said: "Who else..."

"teacher?"

"Uh...how is it possible, sir is sick like that..." She was in a hurry, remembering that her elder sister had gotten better recently, and she remembered this dynasty's leading female chess player, "It was yesterday that I went to honor..." After listening to the elder sister's words, Yuan was quite impressed."

She did go to Rongyuan yesterday.

Xiao Xuanqian glanced at her, did not force her to ask, but said: "Zhang Ze's father used to work for his father, begged for bones in the first year of Qiming, lived in the suburbs of Beijing, and had a house with four entrances. Does the old imperial doctor still consult? "

Mei'er said: "The old man is too old to enter the palace, but now his children and grandchildren are around their knees, enjoying the family happiness.... Why is the emperor asking this? Mr. is far away in Luodu at the moment. I think as long as you two don't meet, he is It'll be fine."

"It's nothing." Xiao Xuanqian replied expressionlessly, and then withdrew the bandaged hand. The burning pain still remained in the palm, but the bleeding had stopped after the medicine was applied.

He raised his eyes and saw that all the moths in front of the lampstand had been burned, and the crackling sound stopped, but the flame remained the same.Under the flames, Xiao Xuanqian hallucinatingly remembered the day when he was enthroned, he wore the emperor's clothes and walked the long and icy road, and all the officials shouted—those deafening pilgrimages were like the everlasting sky. Lei Yin kept telling him: Every day and night in the future, this mountain and river will prostrate at his feet and bow down.

He remembered that after the feast, Xie Huaiyu took off the crown for him and accompanied him to the tall building after the feast. Although there had been several disagreements between them, the teacher's movements and eyes were so affectionate that he almost let him Believe that the other party will never leave.The moonlight spread over the building, Xie Wenming was beside him, but the teacher looked at the night sky, but he was so lonely as if he was the only one in this world.

"Aren't you happy?" he asked.

"No," Xie Wen said, "I don't have a day when I'm happier than today."

He felt relieved, as if he had accomplished a mission, and felt that he had rewritten the tragedy, and there was born in him an obscure joy of saving the world, a joy that belonged only to him.No one else knows what the original direction of the story is. Only Xie Wen understands the source of this happiness... It's like keeping an incomprehensible and lonely secret.

"However," Xiao Xuanqian said, "I think, you seem to..." It seemed as if you suddenly lost your target.

Although the Xie Huaiyu in the past has been tense, but he has goals, expectations and ambitions in his eyes, unlike at this moment, when he clearly sees the lights of thousands of families and the stars in the sky from the highest point of Ziwei Palace, he is empty as if he has nothing to worry about .Xiao Xuanqian couldn't help but tugged on his sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Xie Wen asked.

"I don't know, I just feel that I should hold you." Xiao Xuanqian covered the back of the opponent's hand along his sleeve, "Otherwise, I always feel that the teacher will fall off the next moment."

Xie Wen was stunned for a moment, smiled, and said: "If you fall here, you will be smashed to pieces."

"...You don't seem to care about being smashed to pieces." Xiao Xuanqian said.

"Really?" Xie Wen said calmly, "Is it so obvious?"

Xiao Xuanqian's expression froze all of a sudden, his dark eyes fixed on the other party, his hair stood on his head in shock from this sentence, he subconsciously grabbed the other party's wrist, and hugged him into his arms: "Impossible."

"I was joking with you." Xie Wen said, "You have always done wrong things in the past two years, and I gradually realized that you are not the same person as I am. Sending you a thousand miles, you will end here..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, the other party hugged him too tightly, the breath of the new emperor lingered in his ears, almost pleading: "Don't go."

Xie Wen was silent for a moment.

"Please don't go."

Maybe it's the little emperor's emotions that are too vivid and real at the moment, or maybe it's the friendship of many years in the past that makes Xie Wen always suspect that the other party still has a chance to make corrections and get better. In the hot hell, wandering on a road that must be given up, but cannot be given up.

"You can stay with me again, okay?" Xiao Jiu said with a hoarse voice, "I have just ascended the throne, and the political situation is unstable. Without the teacher by my side, I don't know what to do."

This reason convinced Xie Wen, he sighed in his heart, and with the idea of ​​starting well and ending well, he raised his hand and patted him on the back comfortingly: "Okay."

But I don't know why, even though Xiao Xuanqian got the other party's constant promises, and his persuasion has obviously worked, but every day of that day, he could feel that Xie Wen was getting away from him little by little, even though they had already The contact was so close, but the ethereal, emptiness, and the feeling of being separated by a layer of veil still tormented him day and night.

what is this?

He is willing to do anything for the teacher, as long as the teacher is wholehearted and only loves him alone, he is willing to give up the power and status he has longed for for many years, and he is willing to give up everything he owns... because he only wants to have Huaiyu.But this idea can't be realized at all. He can't tolerate other people's coveting Xie Wen, but he can't tolerate the other party's feeling of passing away and being unable to grasp.

His emotions are constantly being squeezed and compressed, kneaded by his desire into the most intense and paranoid appearance.I don't know from which moment, his eagerness to prove that the other party belongs to him has been engraved in his bones. Only when scars and imprints are left on the other party's body will the pain that is about to boil be relieved. Only he Only when he hugged this person tightly could he slightly calm his fear of separation.

How could it be like this?

When he met his teacher ten years ago and was accepted as a disciple by him, he clearly thought in his heart - I want to protect you and prevent you from being harmed in the slightest.

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Luodu, Peony Pavilion.

As night falls, the Peony Pavilion is still brightly lit tonight, singing and dancing endlessly, but at the bottom of the small building in the pavilion, in a small door with a big lantern, there is a group of people who either have nothing to do or avoid guests. The young girls, together with the little maids who served them, were inside, and the house was very hot.

The stove was lit with good charcoal, and there was no smoke at all.On a row of soft couches covered with quilts, the girls sat in a group. Boiling water was boiling in a pot, in which were spices such as prickly ash and star anise, and then sprinkled with red oil from chili mill. The smell is overwhelmed.

Feng Qingchou leaned on the soft pillow and watched the group of little girls throwing thinly sliced ​​meat and washed mushrooms into the pot. She didn't hold a pipe, and pinched her knuckles itchyly: "I can see that you know It’s all for eating, it’s said that it’s a cleansing, and it’s all there to get the honor of Mr. Xie.”

"The happiest thing in life is to eat and drink." A girl in green clothes said, she poured a glass of wine and handed it to Xie Wen, winking at him, "Those high-rollers who spend a lot of money are for beauty. Others are contemptuous and obscene, but they only gather together for the sake of beauty, don't you, Mr. Xie—"

In the middle of her teasing, the girl next to her hit her with the tip of her chopsticks, pretending to be angry and said, "You shallow maids who look at your faces, I am different. I am grateful to Mr. for teaching me."

"Stop talking nonsense, who doesn't know that you learn to write and can fall asleep three times in half an hour!"

"Hey, you've learned it? People put the chessboard on the board as Go, and you, take the black and white pieces and go around in circles, right?"

The two of them refused to give in to each other, and fell down on the couch in a quarrel, their laughter drowning out the sound of boiling water.Another waiter poured a glass of wine and said, "It's really strange that Furongxian doesn't smoke today."

As she spoke, she pushed the wine glass to Xie Wen's hand. Before Feng Qingchou could answer, the curtain of the small door slammed, and the young lady who was half busy outside heard this, and immediately leaned against the door and pinched her waist , pointing at the shepherd and said: "Little Hoof, don't give him a drink!"

"It's not mother's husband-in-law, it's too lenient." She turned her head, propped her chin and said with a smile, "Sir, you can't drink, will Tongtong drink?"

Tongtong held back in Ziwei Palace for a long time, and only returned to Luodu to take human form again. She was just a four or five-year-old girl. Hearing this, she grimaced at the bad woman angrily, and snorted: " You don't want to be my stepmother anymore, my father doesn't like women."

Xie Tong doesn't like other people approaching his father, no matter male or female, it's not like he didn't happen to see Mr. Xie's men come to show his affection before, but this little girl told her back in a few words. Not at all ignorant.

Everyone laughed loudly, no one believed it, even Feng Qingchou curled his lips and said: "Could it be that your father likes tough men, Mr. is such a gentle and gentle person, those bastard men can't love him."

If it doesn't hurt, the asshole will only be angry with him.Tongtong complained in his heart, then approached Xie Wen's arms, and said naturally: "Father, my hair tie is off."

Xie Wen was thinking about how to avoid drinking, so when she heard this, she put down the wine glass logically, untied the red hair rope from the other party's hair, and combed her hair again.Tongtong nestled in his arms as a matter of course, her beautiful and slender fingers ran through her hair, her movements were careful and gentle, dexterous and delicate, without stretching her scalp at all.

The green-clothed maid who had finished the fight gave a few clicks of admiration, expressing what everyone was thinking: "I also want a handsome man to comb my hair—"

"Stop thinking about it, you're going to be a girl? Go and be your mother's dream."

"I'm just nagging! Don't you want to? Don't you want to?"

The girls made a fuss again, the heat from the hot pot kept rising, even Xie Wen's slightly cold physique felt a little hotter, Tong Tong leaned in his arms, leaned over and whispered: "Where's the Jade Lion?"

"Sleeping upstairs." Xie Wen said, "What's wrong?"

"This group of big girls and young daughters-in-law are enough to share my favor, and I even brought back a cat from the little emperor." Xie Tong muttered, "Don't drink, your drinking capacity... makes people not know when they are asleep. "

Xie Wen pinched her braids, and said in a low voice: "Aren't you going to talk if you don't expose me?"

"I was wrong." Tong Tong stuck out her tongue, "You don't listen to your good intentions, you have to say that to remember. By the way, this time you really have to take the medicine according to the amount. You hurt your body too much before."

"Understood." Xie Wen said, "What do you want to eat? I'll give you cloth."

He picked up the serving chopsticks at the side, and Xie Tong was like an ordinary father and daughter. Tong Tong sat in his arms and whispered, asking for one and then another.The girls around were chatting, drinking, and eating. It was lively, and suddenly no one knew who said, "Hey, have you heard that this year we are going on a southern tour."

"South tour? Why is it winter, it's so cold."

"The Son of Heaven condescends to move a nest, move around, and you don't care when he leaves. Hey, eat vegetables, we Luo are also on the route, by then it is estimated that the officials and lords will not be able to sleep at night. Tighten up—”

Everyone laughed so hard that they couldn't stand upright. They didn't have a good impression of those officials who exploited the people, and they only respected the real honest officials.

"Don't tell me, there is still a strange thing in the capital. I heard from my cousin's third aunt's younger brother and sister that the second master of her family has an uncle and brother in Beijing who work in the imperial city. It is said that we saints, yes In order to recover a beloved concubine!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Feng Qingchou said with a smile, "You still dote on concubines, saints don't even have queens, how can you dote on concubines?"

"Is it enough to catch up?" The other party said unhappily.

When the two were arguing, Xie Tong looked up at the host sensitively, and found that Xie Wen's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were calm, and when he was about to speak, he heard him say: "It's okay."

Xie Tong's words stuck in his throat.

"If he regretted letting me go, he would have 'invited' me back just like last time." Xie Wen said, "The southern tour is also a state affair, it's just a rumor in Beijing."

Only then did Tongtong feel relieved, she raised her hand to hook Xie Wen's neck, and hung in his arms coquettishly: "I want to eat shrimp, dad——"

Xie Wen put her arms around her back, lowered her voice and whispered in her ear: "Who is your father? You still pretend to be young at such an age." Even so, he put down his chopsticks and peeled the shrimp for her.

Tong Tong smiled and said: "If it weren't for me, you would have been eaten alive, why don't you thank your daughter?"

Xie Wen helplessly stuffed the shrimp meat into her mouth. At this moment, there was a sudden violent noise outside the small door, and the room suddenly fell silent. Listening to the scolding outside, a dude seemed to be talking to Qing Da. The sound of the lady swearing and flipping the table was earth-shattering.

"You sweet-talking old whore! How many times have I told you to find me the one in the blue dress? My servant clearly saw you bring in a stunning man, why did you merge into the Nanfeng Hall and not let anyone pick you up? Could it be that you, an old whore, want to hide something for yourself—you can’t do it if you don’t have money?!”

The author has something to say: winter, hot pot, party, laughter.

Teacher Xiaoxie's health and emotional value is up... relax +1+1+1+1...