He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

"It's not uncommon for me to be a celebrity of Lao Shizi, I—— Daozi, Deer God, my royal tomb! I'm going to seek the way of longevity!"

In the carriage, He Xichen and Yu Miao played Liubo chess, fighting on the chessboard, and all the players outside the chessboard looked relaxed. Seeing that no one answered, the spectators lamented pretendingly: "It's hard to find a bosom friend! It's hard to find a bosom friend!"

He Xichen finally took the time to raise his head, and sneered, "Pull you down! Go back to your carriage, are you too busy with me?"

"Hey! The Deer God is here, why can't I be here?" Wang Ling's eyes widened.

Yu Miao, whose name is An Shi, and whose name is Lushen.The three of them are congenial and have a close relationship. If there are no outsiders around, regardless of their size, they will call each other by small characters.

Yu Miao, who was immersed in the chess game, raised her head in a daze when she heard the words, and asked, "What's the matter with me? ... Spirit talisman, when did you come here?" eloquent" title.

He Xichen burst out laughing unscrupulously: "It's all right! Deer God, let's continue playing chess!"

Yu Miao saw Wang Ling's face was flushed red from choking, and he couldn't help but hesitate to speak: "Daozi..."

The three convoys were resting by the river at this time, and the water birds skimmed across the water, causing waves of ripples.Willows are swaying with the wind, occasionally blowing through the wide open car window, like a graceful Jiangnan scenery, with the shadows of the trees whirling.The large sleeves of the togas of the people in the car were stretched to the ground, turning into bright totems by the sunlight.

"Okay, don't make fun of her, haha—" He Xichen propped his head on one hand, and turned to Wang Ling, "What a magic talisman, according to your nature of escape, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't match up with Taoism's quiet and inaction. "

"Lingfu is talented and intelligent. If you really want to study Taoist classics and seek the prescription of longevity, you may be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with little fairy Weng Baopuzi." Yu Miao said seriously with a serious look, her eyes were extremely sincere.

Wang Ling was playing with black and white owl chess, and nodded shamelessly in agreement: "That's right! Yu Anshi knows me! Who is Liang Yinlou?"

He Xichen responded and depreciated himself: "It's just an ordinary person in the lower district, it's not worth mentioning."

Hearing what he said, Wang Ling was not happy, and said sternly: "I am an extraordinary person who seeks to live a long life, so how can the person in the car with me be an ordinary person?"

His thick skin is rare in the world!

The other two laughed heartily in unison: "Thanks to you, it's really hard to bear your glory."

"The spirit talisman is firm and pure, and I can't match it." Yu Miao finished laughing, but her expression became gloomy, "...a gentleman is based on the foundation, and the way is born. However, the government and the opposition are impetuous. Power ministers are in power, and the young emperor has no power. The so-called superior man Celebrities, insane and eccentric, pretend to be mysterious and profound."

She was silent for a while, then suddenly sneered, shook her head and laughed at herself: "I can't rule the country at the top, and I can't keep the people safe at the bottom, and I can do nothing... But mediocrity, it's better to go back and be a farmer."

The ancestors of the Yu family had a glorious past, but time has changed and the situation has changed, and now they are just down and out.Forced by life, Yu Miao has served as a county magistrate for two years and is clean and strict.It's a pity that her immediate boss is a jealous idiot. She couldn't bear the disturbance, so she resigned and returned home.Meeting Wang He under the willows in spring is the only consolation on the dull journey.

Wang Ling glanced hesitantly at He Xichen, the successor of the "power minister", and he was relieved to see that he looked safe.

"You are so determined. When you pass by Guhe Village just now, you will not force yourself to stand out. You must argue with the local master about the unreasonable land tax." He Xichen took out a small piece of caramel from nowhere and put it in Yu Miao's hands , "You obviously can't see the suffering of the people, so why bother to say something that makes you feel uneasy."

"Deer God, Anshi—you still have a long way to go. If you are unhappy, then do something enjoyable! After all the happy things are done, your eyebrows and hair will be gray, and you will have no regrets. If you want to live in seclusion, haha, I’m afraid you’ll have to leave a place next to your cowshed for me to fast.”

Yu Miao couldn't help being moved, her eyes were sore, she turned her head and wiped the red corners of her eyes: "Daozi, I am nine years older than you, but I was preached by you instead. It is also true that the ancients, who have achieved ambitions, benefited the people; those who have no ambitions , Self-cultivation is seen in the world. I am stunned."

Wang Ling, who didn't dare to interrupt, finally dared to speak up: "Wait, what's the matter? The cowshed, the bitter fast, and my donkey pen?"

"Tsk tsk, who cares to snatch it from you?" He Xichen took out a piece of caramel again, "Little girl, go and eat some candy."

Wang Ling rolled his eyes in disgust, but Yu Miao smiled brightly and said, "Haha, I'm afraid that the talisman has already ascended to immortality by then, so why don't we still sleep with us?"

"I want it! If there is no ten thousand, there is a just in case. I will fall halfway through the flight, and I will ask the deer god to lay me a thicker and stronger straw pile below. I will take care of Daozi." I didn’t count on it, and I’m thankful that she didn’t sit on the sidelines and gloat.”

Liang Yu hadn't died five years ago, and the court was under her single-handed control, so it was fairly stable.At that time, Wang Ling was still a high-spirited and romantic girl, arrogant and innocent, with the pride and whimsical romanticism of a child of a family.

She still remembers the peach blossoms and long pavilions of willow shoots in spring.She went on a rampage and crashed into the frame of He Xichen and Yu Miao.The hairpin in He Xichen's hair was condensed with clear water, and the worn shoes under Yu Miao's feet, everything seemed like yesterday.

……

"A few years ago, the frontier war situation was tense. The Deer God sent a letter, saying that the family members would come to join the army for me. It turned out that it happened to be my mother's funeral, and Ding You was three years old. Count the time, and the mourning period should have expired."

Deer God?Deer God?

Wang Ling suddenly recovered from his mottled memory, looked at He Xichen beside him, and murmured, "Da Sima..."

He Xichen retracted his fingers hidden in his sleeves slightly, and still smiled and said, "Spirit talisman, I just listened to "How is Da Sima" at His Majesty—how is the injury on Da Sima's shoulder recovering?Is Da Sima still used to it in Luoyang? ——I don’t want you to do this too, I’m afraid! "

"Ah..." Wang Ling patted Chaos' head, shook his head and smiled, "Daozi, did you just talk about the Deer God? Ha, those guys live together in a hut, free from the dust, and their poems become more simple and sparse. , although living in a remote place, has a place among Luoyang literati."

He Xichen felt relieved, and asked, "What about you? How are you in the court?" He paused, "Liang Dao shouldn't have gone this far with Wang Ling, so as not to put you in a dilemma. But if the talisman feels sad, If you are in a difficult situation, you can come to Daozi. After all, the old donkey wants to drink to relieve his sorrows, so he can only accompany him to the end of the bitter fast."

A sour wave rose in Wang Ling's heart, he took a deep breath, slumped his shoulders and smiled wistfully, "You've seen through me, and you still come to ask me? Daozi, I'm fine, and I'm going out of office this time as a last resort. When everything is settled, I will resign, and even if the sky in Luoyang falls, I will not come back!"

The two walked slowly along the long corridor leaving the palace, the snow fell to the ground, and there was no sound.Burning City outside the palace gate held an umbrella and came forward together with the servants of the Wang family.

He Xichen turned slightly sideways, smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Master Zhongchang, please leave now." He blinked suddenly, making Wang Ling wink so much that he couldn't help but imitate his example, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty Liang, please leave now." Don't pass."

She seemed to have thought of something, and using the snowflakes as a cover, she teased in a low voice: "Next time we meet, I will definitely wear the "Jackdaw Mo Yunyi", and I hope Daozi will warm up a pot of good wine to drink together. "

Two days ago at the banquet of Fu's family, He Xichen threw ink marks all over his body when he was drunk. Unexpectedly, after the news of the day got out, he became famous in one fell swoop.Scholars in Luoyang have made it a fashion to wear ink on their clothes, euphemistically calling it "Jackdaw Mo Yunyi".

Wang Ling didn't wait for He Xichen to react, he hurriedly turned around and got into his own carriage, urging the driver to drive away with his whip.The wheels rolled over the snow and ran towards the end of the street, making deep wheel marks wherever they went.

"Burning City," He Xichen's dumbfounding expression gradually melted into the snow as the carriage went away, showing a trace of depression instead, "Luoyang is really annoying. It makes everyone breathless , not as good as the bitter cold Saibei."

Ran Cheng, who stood half a step behind him, didn't respond, and said after a while: "Patriarch, it's cold, you'd better go home quickly, Mr. Sanlang has been waiting for you."

He Xichen sighed, and said with a frank smile, "Let's go, go home and eat!"

***

All the lights in Yehu Alley were off, only two stone lanterns in front of Da Sima Mansion were on in the alley, the warm light made the ice and snow in the late winter even more deserted.

Liang Min held a candle in his hand. The candlestick was patterned with layers of lotus petals, filled with a layer of red candle tears, like red seeds in the heart of a lotus.

"Brother, does it hurt?"

He Xichen only wore a white shirt after taking a bath, and now he lifted his right shoulder, revealing the scabbed wound.The wound ran from the shoulder to the back, and it was horrifying. Besides that, there were other old wounds, big and small.

He leaned on the low table, shook his head and said consolingly, "It's no longer painful." The candlelight passed through his long hair scattered around his side, and reflected sparsely on the wall.There is a bottle of pine branches in the house, and the evening air-conditioning freezes its verdure cold.

Liang Min's movements were still very gentle. After applying the medicine, he used gauze to wrap the wound round and round.

"Today the little emperor summoned him, and he asked for warmth for a long time. Those people don't know what they will come up with. I will be busy tomorrow." He Xichen's face was washed with powder and daisy, which was sharper than in the daytime. The bright femininity is more clean and gentle at this time.

"Brother, you are younger than your majesty, what are you called the little emperor?" Liang Min complained first, and then said thoughtfully, "But the little emperor still has a good face towards you, it seems that he is not a good look with."

He Xichen took Liang Min's hand and stretched it over the charcoal basin to keep warm, while saying, "Since she can regain the throne, she must be not weak."

"I couldn't help my brother when he went into battle," Liang Min lowered his eyelids, "When I came to Luoyang, my brother was attacked by enemies, so I still couldn't help..." Liang Yu was 15 years old when he died. At the age of 19, half a year old, but the things in his heart are hundreds of times more than ordinary people, and they are also hundreds of times heavier.

Seeing his dejected look, He Xichen couldn't help laughing, and rubbed his head: "Your arms and legs are not as good as your brother's. I have been dancing spears since I was a child. I'm afraid I gave you a longbow, but you didn't draw it. The strength to drive."

"But you have helped me a lot—I was fighting outside, and as soon as I thought of you waiting for me at home, I had to climb back when I was kicked off the horse. Now it is the same, I have to deal with the little fox and the old fox all day long, and I feel tired It’s a lot, but when I think of going home to eat, I’m happy, and I have the strength to deal with their schemes.”

To be honest, He Xichen felt sorry for this child.

The young man was lonely and worried every day. He used to be afraid that his only blood relative would die on the battlefield, but now he is also afraid that he will die on another battlefield where blood is not seen.For a normal person like Liang Min, who has tensed up his nerves, if he lives without a sense of security for two or three years, he may become mentally weak.But he tried his best to restrain the fear in his heart, even in the eyes of outsiders, he was always a little unkind and cold.

"Brother, when the snow melts and the weather warms up, I'll make you a soup with fish and water shield...Fu Jiahuazhang gave me a piano. I heard that it was carved by Mr. Nanfeng, a famous piano master in Pengze. The sound is very good... ..." Liang Min babbled on He Xichen's hair while babbling on about recent trifles, the size of a sesame mung bean, but as long as He Xichen listened, he could keep talking.

"Ah Yin," He Xichen closed his eyes, his tone was gentle but firm, "Don't be afraid."

Liang Yan paused his hands, and replied with a trembling voice: "Well, I'm not afraid." As long as his elder brother is around, he is not afraid of anything.

The candlelight on the wall flickered and danced, but suddenly disappeared, leaving only the bright moonlight.