Qing Jialu

The internal cleansing of Jin Yiwei, the burial of the common man Xiao Shu, the repair of the Taimiao, the arrangement of the first month ceremony, etc., all need to be handled by His Majesty and the cabinet.Xiao Yi and Shen Jia had been busy for a long time, and it was March in the sixth year of Qingjia when it stopped.

At this time, Xiao Yi's legs and feet had already recovered, and he was able to move as usual, but his mood was still depressed.Shen Jia knew where his knot was, but she couldn't resolve it for him.

After Cao Suyuan and Wei Hanming wiped out Jiang Ji's party members in Jinyiwei, the question of who will be the next commander of Jinyiwei has been undecided.Xiao Yi once asked Cao Suyuan what his plans were for the future.Whether it is asking for money or power, he can satisfy his cousin.

But Cao Suyuan said: "Money and wealth are things outside the body, I have long been indifferent. I just want to guard the palace, the capital, and the mountains and rivers laid down by my ancestors."

Cao Suyuan is the eldest son of the emperor and the heir to the royal family of Zhenger Bajing, so he was educated carefully since he was a child. He invited all great Confucians and taught him the traditional Confucianism.Cao Suyuan has a pure heart, and the feelings of family and country in his heart are much deeper than Xiao Yi and the others.

However, Xiao Yi thought of the evaluation of Cao Suyuan from the outside world, saying that he was born in the market, and he was full of problems, and suddenly felt ridiculous and sad.He is obviously the noble son of Zhilan Yushu, but he has to pretend to be an ignorant person.

"Since that's the case, you can continue to be in Jinyiwei and serve as the commander of Jinyiwei." Xiao Yi said, "It's just that you have to bear the name 'Cao Suyuan' for the rest of your life."

"Xiao Yu had already died on the day the city was broken, and Cao Suyuan was my newborn." Cao Suyuan said, "But, what about Wei Hanming?"

"He and Shen Jia get along well, I want him to follow Shen Jia, it's my selfishness."

Cao Suyuan nodded, then looked at his cousin's legs, "Your Majesty, I heard from Shen Ge that you are looking for an antidote to cold poison."

"Don't you have it?" Xiao Yi didn't believe it. They searched the uncle's property before, but found nothing.

"I don't have the antidote for the cold poison, but I have the formula for the cold poison." Cao Suyuan presented a yellowed piece of paper, "I found this from my father's relics back then. I heard old Shen Ge mention it inadvertently." , as long as there is a formula, the antidote can be formulated."

Xiao Yi didn't know much about the progress of Dr. Fan's dispensing, so he took the prescription when he saw it, and said to Cao Suyuan indifferently: "You bother."

"It's all my father's fault, I just want to make up for one or two." When Cao Suyuan saw that Xiao Shu and His Majesty were unable to move due to cold poison, he hated his father extremely.

Even though, the cold poison in his father's hand was obtained from the deposed emperor Xiao Li.But my father did not stop it, but accepted the cold poison, which eventually harmed others and himself.

"Maybe only my good elder brother knows the antidote to cold poison." Xiao Yi asked again, "By the way, when the third brother went to the Taimiao, I saw that he moved freely. Why?"

"He took a temporary antidote with a strong backlash." Cao Suyuan explained, "There are only ten pills of this kind, and I put them together with the cold poison formula, so I brought them out together."

"How much of this pill do you have left?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Two pills." Cao Suyuan replied.

"Cousin, give it all to me." Xiao Yi stretched out his hand to ask for it without even thinking about it.

Cao Suyuan was stunned for a moment, "Your Majesty, this medicine has a strong backlash. Although it can relieve pain and suppress cold poison during the period of taking it, but after the effect of the medicine wears off, the pain will be ten times greater."

"I know, I don't want to take it either." Xiao Yi said, "I'll show the doctor the pills, maybe a real antidote can be formulated."

Cao Suyuan looked suspicious, but under Xiao Yi's gaze, he had no choice but to hand over everything.

Xiao Yi put the pills and formula into his sleeve together, and said to him, "Don't tell others what happened today."

"..." Cao Suyuan was powerless to refute, thinking that he was worthy of being descendants of the Xiao family, all of them were crazy.

When everything is calm, it is the Ching Ming season.On this day, Xiao Yi suddenly called Shen Jia and asked him to put down his official duties and go to the suburbs of Beijing to relax.

"Let's relax?" Shen Jia didn't know why, but saw that Xiao Yi had already packed the package and changed into casual clothes, so she didn't ask any more questions and went with him.

The two rode horses through the busy city, but after leaving the city, they walked more and more remote.In the end, Xiao Yi actually took him to a cemetery.Looking around, there are one after another small soil bags scattered in the field, each of them is very simple, and some of them don't even have tombstones.

"This is..." Shen Jia suddenly thought of something, "Today... Qingming?"

"Yeah, you are so busy and confused." Xiao Yi dismounted and tied the horse to a big tree by the roadside.Then, he walked into the field, bent over, and searched for the soil bags one by one.

It turned out that Xiao Shu was buried here, in such a remote and simple place.Shen Jia sighed in her heart, and followed Xiao Yi to search.

It is the Ching Ming Festival, but there are very few people who come to visit the grave.They walked for a long time before they met an old man burning paper.The old man shouted at them: "Are you coming to sweep the grave too?"

"Yes." Shen Jia replied for Xiao Yi.

"This is the place where sinners are buried." The uncle said, "It's rare that you are willing to come and have a look. Many tombs here have long been abandoned, and no one has come to clean them for a long time."

Shen Jia was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but Xiao Yi said: "Death is like a lamp going out, and everything in the previous life is wiped out. If there is an afterlife, I don't want them to be rich and rich, but I just want to be a clean person."

"You're a scholar, right? You're eloquent." The uncle threw the paper money into the fire, and babbled at the tombstone, "Did you hear that, my son, in the next life you have to be a clean man."

Shen Jia and Xiao Yi stood aside and watched for a while, then continued to walk in.

Shen Jia and Xiao Yi searched around, only to see a new grave with only the word "Xiao Shu" written on the tombstone.As for the date of birth and life deeds, they are all blank.

Xiao Yi opened the bag, and it was full of Xiao Shu's clothes.Shen Jia understood, immediately took out the fire pocket, and lit the clothes.

Xiao Yi sat on the ground and watched Shen Jia burn things.The fire was flickering, but Xiao Yi's face was neither sad nor happy, just like a passer-by who happened to pass by here and burn some paper money for the unnamed tomb.

But Shen Jia knew that Xiao Yi's heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.He treated his younger brother with good intentions, but he still made it to where he is today.

"In the first seven hours, no one burned paper money for him." Xiao Yi said, "I have to wait until Qingming to burn his clothes. I hope he will be a happy ordinary person in his next life."

He never regretted putting his younger brother under house arrest, and he no longer hated his younger brother.

They are brothers, both are cleared up.

Clothes were reduced to ashes, and the fire was gradually extinguished.But Xiao Yi was still sitting on the ground, not intending to get up.

"Twilight?" Shen Jia asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

Xiao Yi looked at Shen Jia, shook his head, "I'm so tired, Changqing."

After going through so many people and things, he only said one sound - tired!

However, in the past, he never said he was tired, let alone complained.

Shen Jia felt uncomfortable after hearing this, he sat next to Xiao Yi, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Then I will lend you a shoulder to lean on."

Double entendre.

Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, then he really rested his head on Shen Jia's shoulder, leaning on it comfortably, feeling suddenly relieved.

And this experience, he has never had before.

He is the emperor, only others depend on him, and he cannot depend on anyone.

He never thought that one day, there would be a solid shoulder on which he could lean.

——End of the middle volume——

The author says:

The middle volume is over, Sahua! ! !

The second volume will still skip the one-year timeline at the beginning, and it will start on Tuesday!