General Zhiyi

Tang Jingxu couldn't help laughing at Ying Xuan's words. He withdrew his gaze, held up the wine jar with one hand, and tapped it lightly with his fingers. With a wide mouth, he lifted the wine jar to his nose, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then his body trembled, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

After a moment of silence, he lowered his head and took a small sip, frowning slightly, as if he was familiar with the smell of this wine, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Ying Xuan, and asked without answering: "Where did this wine come from?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Jingxu would suddenly ask about the origin of the wine. Ying Xuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the wine jar, and after seeing the words on it clearly by the moonlight, he replied: "It's from a small border country near Yinxu. The special envoy paid tribute..."

As he said that, Ying Xuan thought of something, his face froze, he lowered his voice, and said hesitantly: "I heard that some children strayed into the depths of the Yin Ruins by chance, and dug them out from the former site of the Yin Kingdom Palace. of."

Before the words were finished, a silence spread infinitely in the desolate winter night.

I thought Tang Jingxu would be sad, sentimental, and even angry, but he just smiled softly and said, "It turns out that after 800 years, this wine will taste like this." Passing through the small opening, I quietly watched the slightly shaking wine and kept silent.

In the severe winter and cold moon, light snow fell in the sky, and it melted immediately when it fell. The catkin-like snowflakes were scattered, and a thin layer was accumulated on Tang Jingxu's long and curly eyelashes, which seemed to wet the corners of his eyes, so cold The lids of his eyes trembled slightly, and the infinite attachment in those eyes that always looked frivolous made Ying Xuan a little distracted for a moment, and an inexplicable sadness appeared in his heart.

"I only saw this altar just now, is there any more? Can you give them back to me?" After an unknown amount of time, Tang Jingxu slowly raised his head to look at Ying Xuan. Has faded away.

After pondering for a while, Ying Xuan nodded solemnly, and said: "There are three altars in total, if you want, I will find a way to get the other two altars from my father, but... I won't give them for nothing."

"What do you want?" Tang Jingxu wasn't surprised at all.

"you."

"Me? Hehe, you really dare to ask for it." Tang Jingxu laughed, "Okay, but priests are not allowed to meddle in human affairs. I can't help you."

"It's okay, don't bother General Tang to make a move, just make a point or two."

Ever since, for these three jars of wine, Tang Jingxu, who had been wandering in the mortal world for a hundred years, temporarily settled down again.

He didn't care what Ying Xuan said in front of the emperor, nor did he care about the emperor's mentality and purpose for allowing an outsider who fell from the sky and didn't know anything about it to temporarily live in the prince's palace. He only knew that 800 years ago The peach blossom wine brewed together with that person and buried deep in the soil was so spicy that it burned his throat, and he drank it so hard that his nose was sore and the corners of his eyes were red.

It is undeniable that it is indeed a good old wine. After three jars, he was drunk for seven days and seven nights...

When he opened his eyes, Ying Xuan happened to walk in from the door, gave him a rough look, didn't say anything, went straight to the window, stretched out his hand and gently opened the closed casement.

The sunshine of early spring was still chilling to the bone, and the spring breeze brought a small piece of newly-plucked willow buds slowly blowing in through the window, and the extremely fresh willow buds hovered in the air for a while, and fell lightly into Tang Jingxu's palm .

Just when Ying Xuan thought that Tang Jingxu would blow Liu Ya'er off with a faint smile in the bright sun, he suddenly opened his mouth, and casually threw Liu Ya'er into his mouth. In a daze, he chewed and swallowed.

Immediately, with a bitter face, he stretched out his tongue and got off the bed, walked barefoot to the table, poured a cup of tea and poured it down his throat.

Because Tang Jingxu didn't want to make a fuss and didn't like to be served, there were no servants arranged in this hall, and the tea in the pot hadn't been changed for some time, Ying Xuan couldn't help but frowned when he saw it, he opened his mouth, but he didn't speak after all. .

"What? What do you need from me?" Tang Jingxu hiccupped, turned around and put on his coat, and then asked aloud.

Ying Xuan shook his head, glanced around the three empty wine jars beside the bed, then returned to Tang Jingxu's face, and said, "It's nothing, I just thought you should wake up, so I came over to have a look."

Tang Jingxu yawned, his face still tired, but he didn't intend to sleep any more. He lay lazily on the table and said, "Just to watch?"

"A few days ago, my mother and concubine heard that a distinguished guest came and insisted on seeing the general. Of course, if the general doesn't want to, I..."

"There's nothing you don't want, just see you, and take me around along the way, so that you can be active." To be honest, Tang Jingxu really likes Ying Xuan's temperament, and he doesn't beat around the bush when he has any purpose, just say when asked. , Don't ask and don't talk to yourself, don't have to guess whether he has something to say when getting along, three points are straightforward and three points are stable, and the other four points?I don't know yet.

Walking out of the palace gate, there was not a string of palace people closely following him. Presumably this new crown prince didn't like to show off, or maybe he was used to being alone in the past years. Tang Jingxu was not surprised, he raised his head. In the blink of an eye, he could vaguely see a black shadow standing behind Ying Xuan not far away at any time. Thinking of the rules of the royal family of the country of Ying, Tang Jingxu paused and waved to the black shadow that was hidden behind the tree for an instant.

Seeing that the black shadow did not respond, Tang Jingxu put down his hands, still staring in that direction, and said to Xuan: "I heard that Emperor Ying loves his son very much, and he has equipped each prince with a shadow guard for personal protection, and the shadow guard is even more important." They were carefully selected from the Guild of Falling Ghosts where masters gather, and they have been by their side since childhood, which shows their degree of loyalty."

Hearing this, Ying Xuan's gaze also looked at that place, and after a long time, he replied softly: "It is true that Rufeng grew up with me since childhood, and it is true that the father loves the son, but the father...does not treat everyone equally. .”

Knowing that he was referring to the poor little thirteenth prince Yingli, Tang Jingxu couldn't help feeling secretly that the so-called untimely birth was probably the case. Since the moment he was born, he had been punished with black ink, and it would be difficult to erase it in his life.

"Can you let His Highness's shadow guard come closer so I can have a look?" Tang Jingxu still stared at that place with interest.

As we all know, Fallen Ghost Pavilion is a special organization set up by Ghost King You Hen in the human world. Things to get a lot of incense, merit, yin virtue, and even yang life.

At the same time, there is also a rumor in the Fallen Ghost Pavilion that is cast aside by the heavenly priests. The rumor comes from the mouth of the previous pavilion master, saying that everyone in the Fallen Ghost Pavilion has signed the Fallen Ghost Contract. It will turn into a ghost at the moment, and a ghost-falling order will be born behind the ear. Once the ghost-falling order is generated, the ghost king's order will be irresistible. It is extremely overbearing.

In this regard, the current pavilion master, Zhou Yan, kept silent as always, and no one who was afraid of his fate had the courage to confront You Hen to question him. If there is more and no one denies it, it will become true.

Regardless of the veracity of the rumors or the right or wrong of the matter, Tang Jingxu was still a little curious, he just wanted to see how capable the shadow guards hired by Ying Huang was.

Ying Xuan glanced at him suspiciously, pondered for a moment, amplified his voice a little, and shouted, "Rufeng."

The sound was really only amplified a little bit. Tang Jingxu heard the black lines all over his head, and just wanted to tease, "It's just you, a mosquito, it's only a ghost if he can hear it from this distance." He flew in front of the two of them in a flash, turned around, stood in front of Ying Xuan, and protected him behind him, with a delicate dagger across his chest, staring at Tang Jingxu with deep eyes, looking at him It's like a little wolf dog that protects the master at any time.

"Rufeng, I'm sorry, put away your sword." Ying Xuan frowned and looked at Tang Jingxu apologetically.

Seeing Rufeng put away the sword in response, took a step back, leaned forward and was about to step back, Tang Jingxu said: "Wait a minute."

Rufeng didn't seem to hear it, he lowered his head and retreated step by step. Tang Jingxu looked at Ying Xuan, thinking that Rufeng would listen to Ying Xuan's orders, but he didn't let Ying Xuan call him several times He stopped, and when he was puzzled, he saw Ying Xuan stepped forward with a grim complexion, and half-forcedly pulled him back.

Tang Jingxu looked around him without hesitation. Rufeng's age seemed a few years older than Ying Xuanxu's. The corners of his eyes were naturally drooping, and his eyes were slightly drooping. It seemed that he was not good at communicating with others, and his expression was slightly Apparently, he let Ying Xuan drag him back and didn't ask any questions after standing still, a typical wooden stake.

He is thin, with tense muscles in his hands and feet, and there is nothing unusual about him. The rumors that the Fallen Ghost Pavilion cultivates half-ghosts are self-defeating. He looks dull, but in fact he is very vigilant and responsive. The five senses are too ordinary, and he is worthy of being a shadow guard from the Fallen Ghost Pavilion. However, he can only be regarded as qualified. If other aspects are considered, as the personal guard of the next king of Ying Kingdom, he is somewhat unqualified.

Thinking about it this way, Ying Xuan didn't replace him, which is considered a deep affection.

"Rufeng, don't be angry. I have no choice about that." Ying Xuan sighed and said softly.

Rufeng's eyes trembled slightly, and after a while, he nodded.

Ying Xuan: "Why did the general call Rufeng?"

Tang Jingxu smiled but said nothing, Ying Xuan was puzzled, thinking that this person was always casual, waved Ru Feng back without asking any further questions.

Seeing Rufeng receding, Ying Xuan turned around and stretched out his hand to signal: "General, this way please."

Tang Jingxu waved his hand: "How many times have the dynasties changed, don't call me a general, it's inappropriate, just treat me as an aide hired by His Highness, and call me Mr. Tang."

After half a stick of incense, the two came to the outside of Concubine Xuan Gui's hall, and stepped into the hall door after being informed by the servants.

It seemed that it had snowed last night, and the snow in the courtyard had not yet melted. Three or two palace servants were sweeping the snow silently with their brooms lowered. As the eaves slid down and hit right on top of his head, he just shook his head, but didn't shake it off.

Although the young man was kneeling facing the wall, Tang Jingxu could still recognize him as Ying Li at a glance. Seeing Ying Xuan beside him striding towards Ying Li, Tang Jingxu followed him slowly.

Ying Xuan frowned, knelt down and lightly brushed the falling snow off his head, took off the fox fur and put it on him, and said softly: "A Li, don't kneel down, go back to the house."

Ying Li turned his head and glanced at Ying Xuan, but his eyes fell on Tang Jingxu. His eyes moved slightly, he got up slowly, and walked straight to Tang Jingxu. The fox fur slipped off. He didn't seem to notice it. After kneeling for a long time, his legs were so stiff that it was difficult to bend, and he approached step by step like a corpse, which seemed a little funny.

Seeing him approaching step by step, Tang Jingxu took a look at Ying Xuan, and seeing the surprise in his eyes, he knelt down and waited quietly for him to speak.

After an unknown amount of time, when Tang Jingxu wondered if he might be dumb, he finally opened his mouth, Xu Shi hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice sounded extremely stiff and awkward, he said: "Can you... take me away ?”

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Returning from a business trip, looking at the solemn palace in front of him, and then looking at the guards guarding the gate, the briefcase in You Chen's hand fell to the ground with a "slap", and his eyes fell on the angry old Gong who was standing behind his back. On Jun's face, before a question could be uttered, the man took the first step and snorted coldly: "Escape? Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, this king can catch you back!"

Ben... Wang?

Probably the story of the seven-year itch old Gong took the wrong medicine and began to tickle his heart.

Gong is the movie king, Shou is the president of the entertainment company, and the two are legally married (hidden marriage).

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The young master of the security company, ah bah, the prince is shamelessly pestering our elders... ah bah, the flower of Gaoling is Xu Yingdi!

"Young Master Lu, may I ask what is your relationship with Emperor Xu?"

Lu Yuyang (smiling): "Probably because I paid [-] cents to sleep with him."

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Lu Yuyang (smiling gradually presumptuously): "Additionally, he said it first."

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Seeing Xu Qingchu staring at him, Lu Yuyang swallowed silently: "You... what do you want?"

Xu Qingchu (expressionless): "It's nothing, I just want to rub you on the ground."

Lu Yuyang trembled all over, and OS in his heart: "Can I still see the sun tomorrow?"

Xu Qingchu's inner OS: "I want to touch, I want to rub, I want to kiss."