Qi Huang

Xie Xuan had another nightmare.

It is still the familiar palace, the place where the emperor and his courtiers discuss world affairs.The dragon-patterned panqiu is full of gold, and no one else dares to look directly at it.

Sitting on the throne, he heard deafening footsteps outside the hall across the door.

Those are the unbearable rebels under the tyrant's rule. They wear armor and are menacing, and they are about to kill the tyrant by the sword.

There was a graceful man surrounded by many followers, under the shadow of the sun, Xie Xuan couldn't see his face clearly, nor could he look into his eyes.

But he knew that those eyes must be looking at him peacefully.

Just like when I was young.

Some people are born to pull the bow and draw the moon in the boundless, but some people want to live their lives in the solemn and gloomy.

The man raised his arms and opened his palms, and someone beside him handed over a longbow. The strings moved like trumpets, and the arrows were as fast as rain.

"Whoosh-"

The sharp arrow pierced the air, carrying a wind and frost killing intent.

In the afternoon, I dream of thousands of mountains, and an arrow is shot through the window.

At the moment before death, Xie Xuan finally saw the gentle and determined eyes of this man.

The carriage traveling at a constant speed suddenly bumped, and then stopped on the side of the road.

Xie Xuan's figure was crooked, and she was forced to wake up from the dream.There was a lot of noise on the street, when he lifted the curtain to look out, the carriage had already passed the suburbs of the city, and the farewell Lanting was just around the corner.

His eyes were dimmed, as if he was still immersed in the dream of the long-lost reunion, Qin Ting came over and said in a low voice: "Your tenth brother is here to see you off."

Going to Yongzhou this time does not require much pomp.After all, the matter of the canal is laborious. With the Qin family taking the lead, even if the rest of the aristocratic families are silent, they will pluck a little bit of their hair under the pressure of the Queen Mother.

It is inconvenient for Xie Xuan to be too ostentatious to extract oil and water from their hands.

Therefore, it is most appropriate for this Lanting to be sent off by no one.

Xie Xuan thought for a while and said: "Let him go back, there is nothing to give..."

"Thank you Xuan!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man rushed over in two or three steps, and climbed into the car from the suspension of the car. The palace attendant who was serving him watched his movements with fear, for fear that he would fall down if he accidentally.

It was approaching late summer, and after several months of bumpy journeys, it was about to enter winter when we arrived in Yongzhou.Xie Xuan prepared some big furs in the carriage to keep out the cold. As soon as the tenth prince came in, he waved them aside like a host, and sat down beside Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan watched it interestingly: "What? You want to go with me too?"

"I'm not going!" said the Tenth Prince, "That place is not as prosperous as Bianliang, if I go, I will definitely suffer!"

"Then what are you rushing in for?" Xie Xuan glanced at him, raised his head and wanted to call the guards to invite him out, but the latter grabbed his sleeves.

"What's the rush, can't I come and see you off!"

He felt that he had always been overbearing and disdained to care about Xie Xuan. After saying a few words, he took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his pocket under Xie Xuan's suspicious eyes.

Xie Xuan: "What? Is there a gift for me?"

"You can also say that." The tenth prince chuckled, as if asking for credit, "Guess what it is?"

Xie Xuan had no interest at first, but the Tenth Prince's expression of begging for rewards was too obvious.He took the veil and looked at it, and saw that it was densely packed with characters, and when he looked again, he found that these characters were all names of people, and those who could be called but couldn't be called were all neatly arranged on it, like a special paper. roster.

"This is the Li party list I asked from Wei Lian." The tenth prince said, "Except for the people in the capital, there are still some who are currently in Yongzhou. I took it back and thought about it for a few days, thinking that it might be useful to you , I brought it to you."

In those lists, there were indeed some members of Li Dang who even Xie Xuan hadn't noticed.

This is indeed a very important gift.

Xie Xuan turned his hand to accept the handkerchief, and looked up at the tenth prince.

He asked the tenth prince to get close to Wei Lian, and he didn't expect to get any results.Who would have asked the Tenth Prince not only to be able to draw Wei Lian into the imperial party, but also to ask this list out of his mouth.

Thinking about it carefully, he and the Tenth Prince may not have seen each other for a long time since the last time we went back to Luming Residence.

"Thank you, Brother Ten." Xie Xuan put away the handkerchief and said with a smile, "Is there anything else for Brother Ten?"

There were only the two of them in the empty carriage.After Xie Xuan put away the handkerchief, she was not as familiar with the Tenth Prince as before. Such a short distance made the Tenth Prince more cautious.

After looking at it for a long time, the tenth prince still didn't see the familiar look on Xie Xuan's face, and he inevitably became dejected.

"I know you and I want to avoid suspicion..." The tenth prince said, "You and I have different positions, and you will go to a different path after all, but Thirteen..."

While talking, he still couldn't hold back the choked sobs leaking from his throat: "Xiao Shisan, can we still be brothers?"

He was born tall and big, but his emotions are not necessarily stable. He is irritable, easy to be used, and occasionally likes to cry.

Xie Xuan was silent for a moment, and finally sighed.

"Do you still remember the companion who slapped me on the training ground?"

The tenth prince suddenly sat up straight and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I remember, but at that time you and I still..."

"Is he still working by your side?" Xie Xuan interrupted him.

The tenth prince nodded repeatedly: "He is here, don't worry, I will drive him out after a while, so that he will never enter the palace."

"No need." Xie Xuan pursed his lips and smiled, "You go back and slap him three times, and we'll be even."

"Ah?" The Tenth Prince opened his mouth, "What, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting." Xie Xuan said, "I'm a person who holds grudges very much. If I've been wronged and don't get it back twice, it's hard to get through."

The Tenth Prince was confused.

But after a while, his elm-like head suddenly opened up, and his eyes also shone with light.

After Lanting, there is a long and endless road of mountains and rivers.

The carriage that Xie Xuan was sitting in was at the end, rickety, and rushed to the next chess game.

In Bianliang City, when the coolness was everywhere, many rich and noble families bought new clothes early.And in the imperial palace, the courtyard behind the Wenxuan Gate has been lonely and clean for ten years.

Xiao Ling sat under the peach tree full of old green branches, with a piece of letter paper on his lap.

The handwriting on the paper is strong and powerful, and the state of mind of the person who wrote it can be seen——

"Mr.

The emperor's grandmother once told Xinglan about the Xiao family's past, how much do you think Xinglan will believe, sir?

Going to Yongzhou, the mountains are high and the water is far away, and the bright moon is far away.If Mr. Xinglan still remembers, please remember to send the letter and give me peace of mind.

It is for: If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a heart of ice is in the jade pot. "

Xiao Ling calmly smoothed the paper of the letter, and could smell the strong fragrance of ink when he picked it up.

The autumn wind swept away the idle flowers and plants all over the ground, and a gust of wind was blown up, which also blew over Xiao Ling's face.

At this time, Qing Zhu happened to pass by with a pile of belongings in his arms, and saw Xiao Ling sitting alone under the tree, so he said casually: "Mr., go back to the house earlier, so as not to be caught by the wind."

Xiao Ling folded the letter paper and put it in the envelope, his eyes fell on the clothes held in Qingzhu's arms: "What are you going to do?"

"Throw these away." Qingzhu said, "Don't you dislike dirty things in the house that are an eyesore?"

What he held in his arms was nothing but the clothes that Xie Xuan changed in his courtyard that day.Because there was no notification, Qingzhu didn't know the owner of this piece of clothing, and he didn't know to clean it up as soon as possible, so as not to be difficult to clean - the blood-stained robe has been glued together, and the original appearance can no longer be seen clearly.

After a long while without any response, Qingzhu walked out of the courtyard, intending to find a palace attendant to deal with it.

The next moment, his husband suddenly stopped him.

"Come back." Xiao Ling's voice could not detect emotion, "Leave the things, just wash them and put them in my bedroom."

Qingzhu: "Huh?"

He was puzzled and shocked at the same time, looking at the dirty clothes in his arms, and at Xiao Ling who was sitting far away under the peach tree, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

And far away in the "Tianjiexue" at the highest point of Bianliang City, some officials who had descended from the court embraced here, called some official prostitutes, listened to ditties and drank wine, and locked the somewhat bleak autumn wind in outside the door.

A young official stood up, passed the noisy crowd, picked up his wine glass and went to a secluded corner.

The person sitting in that corner was unusual.

I heard that a few days ago, he had just been promoted to the fourth-rank Minister of the Ministry of War, and now he is the celebrity in front of the Queen Mother, even his immediate superior dare not shout at him directly in front of him.

Young officials can't read the direction of the wind, but they know that they need to move flexibly in interpersonal communication.He came to the newly appointed Minister of the Ministry of War, raised his glass to toast, and said with a smile on his face, "I haven't had time to congratulate Mr. Li on his promotion, can Mr. Li do you a favor and have a drink with me?"

The man didn't move at first.

In the private room of "Tianjiexue", his side face was facing the other side outside the window, and some cold light shone here, coating his outline with a soft halo.

But his original facial contours are already very obvious, and the color of his eyebrows and eyes looks more ink-like than ordinary people.Hearing the sound, he turned around with a slight smile on his face.

"Thank you."

The two drank each other, and all their words were contained in a glass of wine.

After finishing drinking, this Master Li turned his head again and looked out of the endless window.The young official was suspicious, so he followed his line of sight, but he could only see the gray twilight sky.

This direction seems to be the direction of Lanting?Could it be that Lord Li is waiting for someone to come back?

After a long time, the young official still couldn't hold back and asked, "Master Li... what are you looking at?"

Li Zheng smiled slightly: "Look at the setting sun melting gold, watching the evening clouds merge, and watching the autumn wind rise."

The author says:

In the afternoon, I dream of thousands of mountains, and an arrow is shot through the window. ——Wu Wenying in "Taking Shasha"

The setting sun melts gold, and the evening clouds merge. ——"Yongyule·Sunset Melting Gold" Li Qingzhao