General Zhiyi

Seeing Concubine Xuan, Tang Jingxu understood at a glance another major reason why she was not favored. It wasn't that she was ugly and in poor shape. She is too dignified, with a solemn expression, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, and her face is full of sadness and melancholy. Let alone an emperor who manages everything every day, even a laughing, heartless idiot, he will involuntarily become serious when he is in front of her. .

Such a person is really not pleasing.

From Xuangui who was neglected to Xuangui concubine admired by thousands of people, Yingxuan's mother and concubine had to be said to be full of the light of Yingxuan, the "Son of God". The younger brother of Xuan's mother and compatriots can't even see the light. Concubine Xuan Gui pushed the endless darkness to him, which is really cruel.

Thinking of Yingli looking into his eyes before being taken away by the maid, Tang Jingxu felt pity in his heart. Those lifeless eyes were lit up when he saw him, but dimmed instantly after hearing his polite refusal. For a moment, Ying Li may have regarded him as the only hope to get out of the sea of ​​misery, an outsider whom he saw for the first time. I don't know how much courage he spent struggling to float out of the dark sea, reaching out his hand to catch the falling in front of him. It was a life-saving straw, but it was forced back to the bottom of the sea.

Tang Jingxu suddenly felt a little regretful, but he himself still ate this meal without a meal and had no fixed place to live. If he really agreed to Yingli in a moment of enthusiasm, he really couldn't guarantee anything. Besides, in his opinion, Although Ying Li is looked down upon by his mother and concubine, he is a prince after all, and his elder brother is also a prince. Although he can't protect him publicly, at least it can be seen that he really loves him. When Ying Xuan officially ascends the throne, this child will have a good day It came naturally, as long as... survive these 13 years.

"Mother and concubine, this is Mr. Tang." Ying Xuan saluted.

Tang Jingxu followed suit, bowed his head and said, "Craftsman Tang Di, see the imperial concubine."

Concubine Xuan nodded and said: "There is no need to be too polite, sir, please sit down."

After Tang Jingxu sat down, Concubine Xuan's gaze lingered on him for a week, seeing that Tang Jingxu was acting gracefully, she withdrew her gaze, picked up the teacup in hand, sipped the tea, and said: "Xuan'er said that Mr. Tang has a good handwriting, and he is especially adept at reading General Jianyan's post. I can't help but feel itchy after hearing this. May I ask you to give me a copy of "The Preface to Long Songs"?"

Tang Jingxu said with a smile: "To be appreciated by the imperial concubine and empress, the grassroots are sincere and fearful, but the "Preface to Long Songs" is not good for the next generation, and the other empresses can choose."

"It doesn't matter, sir, you can write whatever you want. It's impolite for me to ask for something." Xuan Guifei saw that she didn't really want Tang Jingxu's words at all, and most of them just said it casually, her original intention was to find something. Just try Tang Jingxu for Huatou.

Sure enough, Concubine Xuan spent nearly an hour trying to figure out all the incense burnt on Tang Jingxu's ancestors. Fortunately, Tang Jingxu is a fool, and he asked questions and answered them in a very orderly manner. In a daze, he portrayed himself as a descendant of a scholar who hanged himself because of failure in the previous dynasty. He was full of knowledge but was not allowed to be an official in the court because of the rules set by his ancestors. He had no way to vent his passion and had to sell calligraphy on the street Survive, but never be appreciated.

Ying Xuan on the side was taken aback by his eloquence, if Tang Jingxu hadn't admitted it himself, he would have wondered if he had admitted the wrong person before.

After finally finding an excuse to escape, the two returned to the Prince's Hall. After lunch, Tang Jingxu lay on the imperial concubine's couch, crossed his legs and squinted at Ying Xuan, who was concentrating on government affairs, and asked, "Your Highness, what doubts do you have?" Need advice?"

Ying Xuan shook his head without squinting.

After a while, Tang Jingxu swallowed the last grape in the fruit plate, and asked again: "Is there really nothing you don't understand, Your Highness?"

Ying Xuan was taken aback, and finally stopped writing, looked up at Tang Jingxu, and shook his head frankly: "Not yet."

Looking at the memorial that was almost finished reviewing on the desk case, Tang Jingxu let out an "oh", turned over, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The sound of flipping through the memorial sounded again behind him, Tang Jingxu sat up suddenly, "tsk", and said, "I said, Your Highness is talented and far-sighted, why should you keep me here as a display?"

After approving the last memorial, Ying Xuan put down his pen, frowned and said, "I didn't mean that."

Unexpectedly, Ying Xuan would care about such an obvious joke, Tang Jingxu laughed: "Then what do you mean, the priest is wearing it, and Fu Yun is taking pictures?"

Hearing this, Ying Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "The general's words are understandable, I let the general stay, it is really for peace of mind."

Tang Jingxu yawned, lay back on the couch, closed his eyes and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, you have the fate of the emperor."

After that, Tang Jing humbly ate and drank in the palace for a month with the title of aide to Prince Ying.Until one night, when he was sleeping soundly, suddenly a thunder exploded, which made him roll out of bed abruptly and under the bed.

Getting up from the ground, an inexplicable panic rose in his heart. He sat back on the couch, and the voice of Emperor Wu Junkun rang in his ears: "Jian, he's out of control."

Tang Jing sank with humility, and immediately found Ying Xuan, expressing that he wanted to leave.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Ying Xuan didn't ask any further questions, just nodded and said, "General, take care."

Tang Jingxu turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered that he hadn't paid back the peach blossom wine. He turned around and said, "If your highness encounters something that can't be solved, just smash the wine jar in my room. I will definitely rush back to help, but only one is allowed to be smashed, and His Royal Highness please keep the other two for me temporarily."

Ying Xuan: "Thank you."

Not long after the farewell that night, Tang Jingxu settled down in Xiyun Mountain, and in the blink of an eye, it was three years.

When he heard the sound of the wine jar breaking, Tang Jingxu and Yin Liansheng were catching the hardened Hua Qingchen all over the mountain, his heart skipped a beat, and he told Yin Liansheng to take care of Hua Qingchen and rush to the imperial city immediately, so that At that time, his cultivation base had not yet exhausted, so he arrived at the palace without much effort.

Standing on the palace wall, Tang Jingxu saw that all the palace attendants were wearing mourning clothes with sad faces, and suddenly knew that Emperor Ying had passed away. Thinking about it this way, Ying Xuan was about to ascend the throne in a few days, why did he call him here in a hurry?

Confused, Tang Jingxu jumped into the Prince's Palace, and unexpectedly found that there were heavy guards outside the palace. He couldn't help guessing: Could it be that someone conspired to rebel?

Seeing Ying Xuan, he turned his back to the door, looking in a dazed state, Tang Jingxu's doubts deepened, and when he approached, he realized that he was holding a person in his arms, and when he saw the person's appearance clearly, Tang Jingxu was busy Crouching down, stretching out his hand to reach out, there is still warmth, but no breath.

Seeing Tang Jingxu withdrawing his hand in a daze, Ying Xuan finally couldn't help panting violently and choked up. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, tears poured out, and he couldn't stop murmuring: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... ...Sorry, Rufeng..."

Tang Jingxu stood aside silently, while Ying Xuan cried for a long time.

That night, the moonlight shone through the window screen onto Ru Feng's pale face, and a black shadow appeared from Ru Feng's corpse at a speed visible to the naked eye. He raised his hand and gently covered Ying Xuan's shocked face, He smiled lightly and said, "Why is Your Highness so sentimental?"

"Rufeng, you..."

"Yes, I'm dead. Your Highness saw a ghost. Are you afraid? Your Highness." Rufeng's eyes were full of complex emotions, like self-mockery, sadness, and hope.

Ying Xuan tightened her hands suddenly, her body couldn't help shaking, and her voice was dry: "No, how come, Rufeng, Rufeng, you will always be by my side, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Ru Feng hugged Ying Xuan back and replied softly.

After the two had adjusted their emotions, Ying Xuan placed Ru Feng's body on the couch, then looked at Tang Jingxu and said, "General, I need your help."

Tang Jingxu saw the order to fall into a ghost from behind Rufeng's ear. He thought it was because the ghost king didn't give the order. He was still free, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Ying Xuan, and asked, "What happened? Why is the palace so big?" What happened? Just after the late emperor passed away, there was a rebellion?"

Unexpectedly, Ying Xuan shook his head and said in a deep voice, "It's not rebellion, it's a sacrifice to the sea god."

"Sea God?" Thinking of the time when he heard the flood of the Sea of ​​Desire and flooded many villages around the imperial city, Tang Jingxu frowned, "Where did the Sea God of the Sea of ​​Desire come from? How could there be such a reckless god? , at most it is the sea monster. Even if it is a sacrifice to the gods, why are you under house arrest, and why did Rufeng die?"

"The disaster started when my father passed away. That night, Eunuch Lu finished reading the imperial decree and I was established as the new emperor. Immediately, there was a strong wind, and there were news of floods for several days. All of a sudden, rumors spread, saying that it was..."

Ying Xuan fell silent halfway through his words, Tang Jingxu had already made a rough guess, and continued: "They think that the elder brother of the 'Lone Star of Heaven' is not recognized by the Sea God? In order to appease the anger of the Sea God and stabilize people's hearts, Therefore, to offer sacrifices to the Sea God, then, is Concubine Xuan going to sacrifice to the Thirteenth Prince alive?"

Ying Xuan nodded slowly: "I sent Rufeng to rescue A Li, but my concubine is cruel, she did not let Ru Feng go, and she will not let A Li go, general, I only have this begging, save him." he."

Looking into Ying Xuan's mournful eyes, Tang Jingxu was silent for a long time and agreed.

That night, he retrieved Yingli from the sea of ​​desire, and at the same time, he was punished by heaven for meddling in human affairs.

The strange thing is that he didn't see the instigator in the sea of ​​desire. He reported to the heavens and let the priests go down to kill the demons. However, only two days after Ying Li was brought back, the sea of ​​desires gradually subsided, and the priests returned without success. All the subjects of the country said that the death of "the lonely star of the evil spirit" brought peace, but very few people knew that Ying Li was not dead at all.

Returning to his thoughts, Tang Jingxu couldn't help feeling emotional when he looked at the man who had reached his thirties.

Seeing that Yingli didn't respond, the man seemed to be used to it, he didn't say anything, but turned to Tang Jingxu, and said with a smile: "General Tang, long time no see." The words were the casualness and intimacy that old friends often have .

The man's face, which was similar to Ying Li's, was full of tiredness, and the forehead was so clearly marked by the wind and frost of the years. His words and deeds completely lost the spirit of the young man when he first met, and he looked like an emperor. His anger had already penetrated into his bone marrow, and even his casual words with a smile were inevitably tainted with the self-prestige of the superior.

Tang Jingxu then raised the corners of his lips, took a step back, leaned his back against the red lacquered pillar, folded his arms, and said, "For a long time? I think it's just a blink of an eye."

The man put down the paperweight in his hand, looked down at a drop of wet ink left on the floor by his feet, raised his foot to step on it silently, and said softly: "It's been a long time, it's been a long time, it's been a long time like the wind Ten years since his death."

As he said that, he glanced at Jianxi, looked towards the corner where Rufeng disappeared, and murmured: "It's not that I'm bold and not afraid of ghosts taking my life. If it were another ghost, I might not even be able to stand up, but he It's Rufeng, my most loyal shadow guard, so why be afraid of him?"

"I'm sorry, Rufeng, I'm just a little surprised. It's unintentional to say that, so don't worry about it." Jian Xi rubbed her nose, embarrassedly apologizing for the inappropriate words just now.

"Don't worry, Rufeng has always been kind-hearted, and won't care about your unintentional words." Tang Jingxu reached out and patted him on the shoulder lightly, signaling him not to be too guilty, noticing that he lowered his head and didn't make a sound Ying Li turned to look at Ying Xuan, and said seriously, "The Empress Dowager Xuan is seriously ill, is it related to the abnormality in the palace?"