Qi Huang

After being shut down, Xie Xuan didn't go back home, but squatted by the small pond in Xiaoling's courtyard to toss the fish fry in the pond.

The fish fry is only palm size, but the body of the fish is already golden and white, it must be of high quality, and the breeders cherish it very much.

A few small fish fry were just startled by the loud closing sound, and they finally calmed down. They were about to continue to swim comfortably, but a hand stretched out from nowhere, and suddenly fished out of the pond.

Suddenly breaking away from the water they depend on for survival, the fry immediately struggled in Xie Xuan's palm.But the instigator slowly stretched out a finger and flicked them lightly, with a bit of artificial self-pity: "In this huge world, you are confined to a small pond. You don't know the vastness of the world and the changing seasons." , It’s really a great pity for you.”

The fish fry swam in the shallow puddle in Xie Xuan's palm, and water kept flowing down between his fingers.They open and close their mouths, thirsting for water.

Xie Xuan looked at it for a long time, and put the fry back into the water as if kindly.After turning around for a moment, he fished out a small black and golden carp from the other side, and continued to sigh: "You too, are you willing to spend your whole life like this, looking back at your life when you are old, only to realize that it was an unbearable past? "

Heijin Xiaoli didn't know what Yusheng was, so he pursed his mouth and flicked his tail, splashing water all over Xie Xuan's face.

The water slid down the face, Xie Xuan didn't care: "Since you met me today, I will definitely find a good place for you. It is important to be free and happy in the world, but most of the time it is involuntary." .”

He stood up and said solemnly and solemnly: "Why don't I send you to the imperial dining room? The cooks there are skilled and capable, and they will surely fulfill your wish of not wanting to be mediocre anymore. If you don't like it, the prince will personally It’s not too bad to cook.”

The wind flickered the candlelight, and a dark shadow flickered in front of the window in the courtyard.

Xie Xuan pretended not to know, caught a glimpse of two big guys shaking under a huge pond leaf from the corner of the eye, and raised his voice more and more: "There are actually two adult koi here! Good things come in pairs, today is a coincidence for me."

After all, he lifted the hem of his clothes and prepared to go down to the pond to catch those two koi.

But how can a carp with half an arm of an adult be as easy to handle as a fry, not to mention the slippery scales, and the way the fish tail swings is earth-shattering.So in the dark and windy night of this month, Xie Xuan and the two koi fought for a long time.

The fight caused the chickens and dogs to jump in the small courtyard—the elaborately decorated leaves were like broken limbs and arms, drooping on the water; one koi was exhausted from swimming and was still struggling, and the other had already raised its wings and surrendered. Xie Xuan was caught in the creaking nest like a mournful concubine.

And the cobblestones laid in the pond rolled out pattered out due to these actions, and one of them just rolled towards the gate of the lit courtyard, leaving a puddle of water stains on the ground.

With a "snap", the owner of the courtyard opened the door again, with strong anger: "Get out."

Xie Xuan threw the koi into the pond, and the water splashed three feet high in an instant: "Okay."

Xiao Ling: "..."

There was a frost-like cool wind outside the house, and although the interior was simple and monotonous, it was still warm.There was a servant who was turning the wick to light the lamp, and when he saw Xiao Ling opened the door, Xie Xuan walked in behind him, still wet all over, he was also taken aback for a moment.After being dazed for a while, he quickly lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, not daring to ask more questions.

There is a square stove in the center of the main room, the charcoal fire in the stove is burnt to the point where only fly ash remains, only a few sparks flickering on and off from time to time.

Xie Xuan didn't take care of the stove, but instead glanced at Mrs. Tang who was on the reclining chair.He walked over as if there was no one else around, and regardless of whether the tail of his hair was still dripping, he hugged Mrs. Tang into his arms and let out a long sigh of comfort.

After his limbs warmed up a little, Xie Xuan seemed to remember something, and waved to the distance: "Qingzhu, come and add some charcoal for me."

The little servant Qingzhu raised his head hastily, stretched out his finger and pointed at himself in disbelief.

Xie Xuan: "Yes, it's just you. Could it be that there is a second person named Qingzhu in the room?"

Qingzhu didn't know where Xie Xuan's master-like posture came from, he tried to distinguish something from Xiao Ling's face, but that face that had been frozen like ice and snow all year round could not convey any emotion at this time.Qingzhu had no choice but to walk into the backyard tremblingly, and went to fill the fire with charcoal.

The wick in the house seemed to be a bit broken. Once the green bamboo was gone and no one turned the wick, the lamp dimmed visibly with the naked eye.The shadow of the lamp swayed, like the shadow of the moon reflected at the bottom of the well.

The shadows of the two were reflected on the wall, swaying like the shadows of trees reflected on the water.

Xie Xuan tightened Tang Pozi's embrace again: "First..."

Before the words landed, Xiao Ling suddenly interrupted: "What do you want to do?"

Xie Xuan: "I'm worried and depressed tonight, and my mood is hard to calm down..."

"I can give you a sword right now to ensure that the medicine will cure you." Xiao Ling said, "Xie Xuan, I don't have that much patience."

Xie Xuan stopped talking.

By this time, the cynical look on his body had finally receded a little bit. Even though he was in a state of embarrassment, his sleeves and hem were dripping with water, but there was still a lingering light in his eyes.

He said slowly: "I had a nightmare."

Knowing that Xiao Ling would not answer, Xie Xuan said after a short pause, "I dreamed that I was shot through the throat with an arrow, and my body was separated after death, and I was spit on by thousands of people."

Xiao Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.

"That dream was so real, it kept me in that illusion, and I couldn't break free for a long time. However, for some reason, when I was in extreme pain, a steady sound of chanting sutras came from a distance, one by one, like the eye-catching voices in the temple. The sound of the bell pulled me out of my nightmare."

Just like the previous life.

A gentleman is not a gentleman, when the emperor Xie Xuan's gaze fell on Xiao Ling, he was already a grand tutor.There are wolves, wolves, tigers and leopards everywhere in Ziluan Palace, only Taifu Xiao, whose background and background are unknown, stood firmly by the young emperor's side.

He helped the newly enthroned emperor to stand in the court, beheaded treacherous officials, punished villains, and his resolute methods made the thieves frightened.He is the last barrier in front of the young emperor's dragon chair.

Although his eyes were as cold as snow when he looked at the emperor.

Tai Tu loves to read and chant scriptures, especially the Heart Sutra.Viewing the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva for a long time, walking the deep prajna paramita for a long time; seeing that all the five aggregates are empty, he can endure all hardships.Every night, the emperor will call the Taifu before the dragon collapses, and use the Buddhist scriptures he recites in a steady voice to drive away nightmares, so that he can sleep peacefully.

It is a pity that at the end of the story, Taifu was thrown into prison by the emperor for betrayal.

"Which side are you on?" The emperor at that time had already shown his sharpness. He stood in front of the prison door and asked the teacher and friend in front of him in puzzlement, "If you are standing with me, why are you standing with me?" The courtiers colluded and wanted to kill me?"

The Tai Tuo looked indifferent, just like the first time he saw her.

"It's none of your business what I do."

When the emperor got angry, he laid down millions of corpses, bleeding and drifting away.

In the history books handed down later, it is recorded that the Taifu whose eyebrows and eyes are like gods and Buddhas, said: "It's a pity, in the third year of Shengyuan, the Taifu froze to death on the night of the first snow."

But in Xiao Ling's eyes at that time, Xie Xuan was frightened by the arrow in the daytime and made his mind restless, which made him have nightmares again and again.But he was only guilty for a moment, and then quickly concealed the sympathy in his heart, and said softly: "You want me to read the scriptures for you? No..."

Now it's Xie Xuan's turn to take the lead.He lay back, closed his eyes and yawned: "Thank you sir, "Heart Sutra" is enough."

Xiao Ling: "..."

With his hands on the wheelchair, he wished he could squeeze his knuckles to creak. After a long while, he raised his hand and picked up the half-page Buddhist scriptures he had just read at the table.

When Qingzhu dragged the charcoal into the house, Xie Xuan was already lying on the bench where Xiao Ling usually took a nap, with Tang Pozi on his pillow.This young little prince seemed not afraid of typhoid fever. In early spring, he was wearing a set of clothes that were wet with water.

He looked left and right, not knowing what to do, when his husband stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

Qingzhu: "?!"

When they are about to die, their husband will condescend to add charcoal to the fire himself? !

Qing Zhu's eyes widened, and she fixed her eyes on Xie Xuan like a ghost.It's a pity that he has been with Xiao Ling for many years, but he has no idea what kind of guy his husband is, so what kind of charcoal is added?It was the unhappiness in his heart that was repeatedly blocked.

The recent spring rains have been continuous, the charcoal was packed in cloth bags and placed in the firewood room facing east. When he opened it, he felt damp, not to mention that all the charcoal in the palace was leftover residue and bad charcoal.At the end of winter, in the past, when the green bamboos were serving, they had to pick and choose for a long time before they could light the fire.

But right now, Xiao Ling held a long sword, and with a twist of his wrist, all the charcoal fell into the furnace along the holed cloth bag.

The semi-wet charcoal collided with the star-like fire to produce an effect, and soon bursts of smoke rose in the half-sized main room.Xie Xuan was sleeping on the bench, closest to the fire, half dreaming and half waking, as if some house had leaked water, and the thick smoke was so choking that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Xie Xuan woke up from the smog in the dream, opened his eyes and it was still smog.He covered his mouth, looked down at the burning coals, and then at the master and servant who had already stood far away from the fire, and instantly understood what happened.

But he only chatted slightly, picked up the tongs and held up a piece in front of his eyes: "Mr. suffers from wind-cough, why don't you use better charcoal?"

Qingzhu glanced at Xiao Ling who was silent, and boldly said: "Sir, there is no better charcoal."

"Oh? Did you take medicine?"

Qing Zhu wanted to answer again, but saw a green and white blade light suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision.

A long sword suddenly lay across Xie Xuan's neck.

In Xiao Ling's eyes, the contentment of Xie Xuan's being deflated was gone, only the biting killing intent remained: "Why do you know that I have a wind-cough syndrome?"

Xie Xuan opened his mouth.

"Say." Xiao Ling sent the sword out half an inch, the sharp blade almost cut the flesh between Xie Xuan's neck.

Xie Xuan sighed.

It seems that today is really unable to sleep well.

He clamped the blade of the sword between his fingers, even though he didn't know martial arts at all, he pushed the sword away from his side bit by bit.He doesn't like to be coerced by others, and he doesn't like to be stared at with that kind of eyes, not even Xiao Ling.

"Not only do I know that you suffer from wind-cough, but I also know...the injury on your leg is related to my father. You not only want me to die, but you also want the entire Xie royal family to go to hell."

Xie Xuan stood up slowly, smiling innocently and innocently.

"And I can help you."

With a sound of "pa", Qingzhu was so frightened that she fell to the ground and knelt down.

Such rebellious words, even in the ordinary alleys outside the palace, no one would dare to say them!

How old is Xie Xuan!He is still a little prince who has no power and no power, and doesn't even know who is holding his life, how dare he!

Sure enough, Xiao Ling's eyes became even colder.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said word by word: "You are not Xie Xuan, who are you?"