Rong Xuan

In the mid-winter of the 14th year of Jingchu, no one knew that Sima Xuan, the prince of Jingling in Dachao Kingdom, who escaped from the shelter of his ancestors and father and was ennobled by his military exploits, was in the side hall of Datong Harmony Hall. What did you say.

Even more, no one will know what price this young prince will pay for that conversation.

It was just because everyone's attention was focused on the accidental fire at Wan'an Temple in Hezhou thousands of miles away.

The soaring fire in Wan'an Temple was nothing more than burning to death a widowed daughter of a rebellious official who had committed a serious crime, but it inexplicably attracted a group of literati and eunuchs in Chang'an City to shake their lips and talk about it. It was really lively.

One day, on the way out of the palace, Marquis Sima Xuan of Jingling passed by the censors at Yushitai, and accidentally overheard the arguments of those old guys verbatim. .

The Marquis of Jingling has always been a master who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and on a whim, he actually discussed with several censors whether the Cao family who was buried in the sea of ​​fire can be buried according to his wife's order.

Sima Xuan is the heir apparent of this generation of the Sima family, not to mention this guy's prestige in the northern border army and his outstanding achievements, the reputation of this guy as a bastard alone is enough for those few people to chew on their backs The censors at the bottom of their tongues broke out in a cold sweat.

The sudden appearance of the Marquis of Jingling scared the calves of the censors, their faces were so ugly that they wanted to wipe away their tears on the spot, but fortunately, Sima Xuan was beaten by his brother-in-law Zhongwu General Wei Jingting just as soon as he started to play tricks. He stopped with a warning look on his face.

Although in the end he had to give up resentfully, Sima Xuan was still in a good mood - he could be as lively as other people liked, anyway, he didn't worry about the wind and rain in the future, and he didn't care about those messy things.

Every time he reads this, the corners of Sima Xuan's mouth will always rise as if there is nothing, thinking, Cao Hui can finally get rid of all the crimes imposed on him, as well as the persecution that cannot be investigated in the dark. After the endgame, the image is generally stable.

However, the eyes that were as black as ink would always dim accordingly, and a ruthlessness from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood flashed across Sima Xuan's body - that man finally came back, but with the body of a dead man. identity.

Therefore, Mrs. Jinglinghou, Cao, Yuan and Rong.

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Time flies like a white horse, and time flies all the way from the midwinter of the 14th year of Jingchu to the winter of the 15th year of Jingchu in a blink of an eye.

"...you'll be wronged for a while, and after I take care of the trivial matters outside, you will be able to move freely." Holding several abridged documents from the Ministry of Punishments in both hands, Sima Xuan stood tight Outside the closed door of the Buddhist hall, the voice was hoarse and slightly nasal.

Today's sky is a bit gloomy. Although the reckless northwest wind is not as fierce as the flying sand and rocks in the north, it seems to be like a sharp knife, and it hurts people's bones.

As Sima Xuan's voice fell, the white mist that came out of his mouth when he spoke also dissipated immediately. As usual, there was no answer that Sima Xuan secretly expected from the small Buddhist hall located in the corridor.

Instead, there was a sound of unhurried wooden fish and faint chanting.

"...that Buddha's land is always a paradise, and gold is the ground. At six o'clock in the day and night, there are mandala flowers in the rainy sky, and the living beings in the land are always in the Qing Dynasty..."

Sima Xuan pursed his lips, squinted his long and narrow eyes to stare at the closed door, looked at it silently for a while, and then seemed to sigh very lightly.

In the end, he just turned his head and spoke softly to the big maid Yuyan who was waiting beside him.

Sima Xuan was originally a Bing Lu Zi who earned his life from the hands of the Lord of the Underworld. A person who is used to seeing impermanence in life and death has a deep personality. Because his voice is always a little hoarse, it sounds that this person is cold and indifferent. , ruthless and unjust.

But the words that came out were gentle and indifferent: "The weather has suddenly turned cold in recent days, and the kitchen said that the food delivered here is rarely consumed. You should take care of her more. Since you have already returned to your own home, don't take it." Let her be cold and hungry."

"Yes, master." Yuyan bowed her knees and responded maturely and steadily.

She is the only maid in charge in the majestic Jinglinghou's mansion, she is one of the few close confidants of Jinglinghou, and she has served the one in the house for a long time, so she naturally knows how to handle all affairs properly.

"If you need something or money, if you don't have enough, just go to Zhou Cheng to ask for it..." Sima Xuan, who was still rushing to the official office of the Ministry of Punishment, had already turned and walked out, but He stopped, turned around and added: "You can also tell Yu Gu directly."

Yuyan nodded, and stood on the small steps in front of the house to send Sima Xuan respectfully, "It's the master, the servant has written it down, so don't worry about it, the master."

"Don't worry, don't worry," Sima Xuan nodded, turned around and continued to walk outside the Wanxuan, whispering to himself, "You have always been prudent in your work, so you can rest assured..."

I'm just, just worried about the one in the house.

……

When there is something to do at hand, the whole day can pass by in the blink of an eye. The winter sky gets dark very early. After the night falls completely, the dim yellow and orange stone candle lamps turn the night hall, which was always cold before, It looks mild inside and out.

Coincidentally, when there were scattered snowflakes falling in the yard, Mama Shu in the small kitchen happened to bring a few kitchen servants to bring over the reheated meals.

Yuyan, who had been waiting in the corridor, seized the opportunity to knock on the door of the Small Buddha Hall again.

"Ma'am, it's snowing outside at night. The red candles and white snow are so beautiful, do you want to come out and have a look?" Yu Yan calmly knocked on the door a few times, and gestured to the person waiting on the porch. Mother Shu asked her to take someone to bring the hot food into the tent, so as not to cool the food outside in the cold.

After Yuyan waved to Mother Shu, she prepared to continue waiting in the corridor, but unexpectedly, the door of the Small Buddha Hall creaked and was pulled open from the inside...

When the night began to snow heavily, Sima Xuan, who had been busy all day, had just returned from his duty at the Ministry of Punishment.

However, before the documents brought back from the official office had time to be placed in the study, Sima Xuan couldn't help turning in when passing by Cuowanxuan.

It was already past dinner time. Originally, he expected that he would not see Cao Hui this time like the previous few days, so Sima Xuan thought he would just take a look outside—but he never expected that he would not see Cao Hui again. After entering Cuowanxuan, I happened to meet Cao Hui who came from the corridor.

I was caught off guard for a while.

Yuyan is a maidservant with great eyesight. Seeing that her two masters were relatively silent and the atmosphere between them was somewhat subtle, she bowed her knees to Sima Xuan in a very witty and respectful manner, and strayed into the room. Sima Xuan and Cao Hui were still standing on the porch.

As soon as the jade smoke entered the room, only Sima Xuan and Cao Hui, two "husband and wife" who hadn't seen each other in seven years, were left in the red-lighted corridor.

Only Sima Xuan knew that when the word "husband and wife" flashed in his mind, there would always be a voice in his heart that said clearly—Sima Xuan, Sima Xuan, you are also a daughter, you How can such a dirty mind be born in disregard of human ethics? !

It's better to give up quickly! !

"This..." Sima Xuan nodded, and took a few steps closer to this side.

But he didn't dare to get too close to Cao Hui. After three steps away, he hesitated to take out a small and unique sachet from the sleeve pocket of the official robe, and slowly handed it to Cao Hui.

Sima Xuan's gaze was a bit erratic, he didn't dare to look at Cao Hui, his voice was hoarse and slightly nasal, "The Zhong Palace gave it to you, it said it contained a peace talisman blessed by Master Cihuai, to keep you safe."

"Thank you, Empress Empress, for your kindness." Cao Hui turned half sideways, first bowed his knees to the direction of the imperial palace, and gave a blessing to express his gratitude to Empress Empress of the Central Palace, and then she respectfully took it from Sima Xuan's hand. This is a small gold silk embroidered sachet with a red agate safety buckle.

After a pause, she lowered her eyes halfway, and saluted Sima Xuanfu dryly, "Thank you, sir."

According to Chao Guo's strict hierarchy rules, Sima Xuan is a super-rank prince personally sealed by the emperor of the dynasty. It is normal for someone to call him a prince on weekdays. Inexplicably, there was a heavy sadness and guilt in Sima Xuan's heart.

If she hadn't always been good at covering up the turmoil in her heart with a calm look, she would have already fled in despair at this moment-to Cao Hui, there is no way I can explain it clearly in one or two sentences.

Sima Xuanlue lowered his hands weakly, and took two steps back with some wit, laughing at himself in his heart, Huier, she, after all, she and herself were drawn to the place where the mountain of ten thousand hatreds and the sea of ​​boundless hatred separated her. That's it.

Yeah yeah!Sima destroyed Cao, De Zu died, Cao family's 23 and 700 people died in family hatred, don't say seven years, even if [-] years have passed, it is impossible for Cao Hui to let it go .

Sima Xuan could understand.

At that time, there was a burst of footsteps that were played lightly but still could be heard in a disorderly manner, and then, the door of the room was opened, and Mama Shu led the people out in a file.

As soon as she went out, she saw the two masters separated from the front of the door, one on the left and the other on the right, so she had to respectfully give blessings to the two in turn, and then hurriedly led them back to the small kitchen behind the Wanxuan in the house—Mother Shu and the group all They were all very careful, for fear that something wrong would offend their cold-faced lord for no reason.

"Then get busy, I won't bother you." After Shu's mother and the others left, Sima Xuan nodded and wanted to leave, but when he turned around, the lace of the official hat hanging in front of him was blown away by the cold wind circling in the corridor. Every now and then, it flew up and rested obliquely on the thin shoulders.

Raise your hand, pick it off at will, let it continue to hang obediently.

"Master!" Yu Yan appeared in time, and leaned across the corridor in front of the door to look at the dark night, quite worried: "It's also past meal time, and it stands to reason that the stove in the big kitchen should have been turned off by now, you are busy with business It must be that they haven't eaten yet, there is the meal that Shu's mother just sent in the room, why don't you just stay?"

Yuyan had never been a talkative maid, so how could she persuade her to stay so bluntly and abruptly this time... Sima Xuan stopped walking and looked back at Yuyan.

After glancing at Yuyan, there was a faint flash of light in Sima Xuan's eyes. When Sima Xuan turned his head to look at the plain veiled person with dark eyes...

"Why don't you just let it go this time?" Sima Xuan blinked, and still pointed to Yuyan with the unfinished report papers in his hand: "Gu still has something to deal with, and you will serve the good lady." .”

"Yes--"

"and many more--"

In the windy and snowy cold night, two women's voices sounded at the same time in front of the Shaojian door of the house Wanxuan, one for answering and the other for stopping. .

The person who said "Wait" was Cao Hui.

"...Is there anything else?" Sima Xuan turned around and looked at Cao Hui slowly, his always cold and steady tone was filled with vague tension.

"Yuyan is right," Cao Hui, who covered his face with a plain veil, bowed respectfully to Sima Xuan, raised his hand slightly as a gesture of invitation, "Your Majesty...stay here for dinner."

What Cao Hui said was so normal, but Sima Xuan, who was born in the army, sensitively sensed the meaning of Cao Hui's words against his will, and the joyful thought flashed through his long and narrow eyes. He shook his head and smiled slightly. There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, "No, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, Sima Xuan turned around and left, with his back silently, his body covered in solitude, and the snow fell all over the ground.

Ye Xue was getting heavier and heavier, Sima Xuan hurried back to the study and immediately passed out the shadow guards who were hiding in the dark.

Have you ever heard of it? ——On a snowy night, it is the most suitable for killing people.

……

On the next day, after a night of wanton drifting, the wind and snow successfully covered everything on the ground without a trace. The sky had just brightened, and Sima Xuan only glanced at the windows that were brightly reflected by the snow, and then excitedly left. Getting up on the bed, he casually grabbed a ochre-colored robe from the screen and put it on.

"Liu Sheng, Liu Sheng?" Sima Xuan put on his robes, calmed his mind, and calmly ordered Liu Sheng, his attendant who was waiting outside: "You let the old Huangtou go to get a carriage regulated by the Marquis Mansion. Come, I'm going to go to a gambling house alone."

Guessing that Sima Xuan in the inner room had already put on his robes, the Chief Guard of the Hou Mansion and the attendant of the Marquis of Jingling raised his hand to signal to the maids waiting outside the door, allowing them to file in with their washing utensils.

He bowed to Sima Xuan and said: "Master, Kun Shizi sent a message early this morning, saying that he will come to visit the Marquis Mansion after breakfast."

"Well, what are you doing here so early?" Sima Xuan sat on the square stool with his back straight, letting the servant girl tie his hair and wear a crown, and raised his hand to rub his nose, which was not very smooth. I was busy with other affairs and didn't pay attention to the palace, but what happened?"

Sima Xuan had a habit of rubbing his nose, which became subtle after a long time, and Liu Sheng, who was always by his master's side, would occasionally do this gesture, completely unconsciously, so he rubbed his nose, "Probably still Because of the matter of choosing the crown prince..."

"Oh," Sima Xuan's eyebrows subconsciously twitched. This person looked cold when he was silent, and the small scar on the left forehead added to his expressionless expression. fierce.

The maid who was bundling Sima Xuan's hair was terrified, and couldn't help being a little more careful with the movements of her hands.

But after all, Liu Sheng was Sima Xuan's long-term follower, and after all he knew something about his master, and when he saw his master showing such a wishful expression, Liu Sheng's heart immediately set off alarm bells, but it was too late .

But when the man in the long robe turned his head, his narrow eyes narrowed with a cunning that was completely different from the fierce and cold, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, his appearance was actually gentle, "Liu Sheng, Liu Sheng, listen to Yu Yan's nonsense!" The master is going to eat the board."

"..." My master is not kind! !

Although Liu Sheng knew that his master would not really hit him, but the master would definitely find him something more painful than being spanked!

At this time, Liu Sheng really wanted to squat in a certain corner to draw a little figure of a certain master, the bitterness in his heart, the entire Jinglinghou Mansion... no, no one in the entire Dachao Kingdom could understand, no...

The author has something to say:

Bring Sima Xuan and Cao Hui to fill in the pit, making the guys wait for a long time.

The author has a simple mind and cannot write those unexpected high-IQ battles of wits and courage. This is just a very simple story. The author will write slowly and plainly, only hoping to live up to expectations.

The characters in the article claim not to be elegant.