He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

Before the age of 15, Wei Jie was an arrogant princess. In the next three years, the swords, lights and swords in the court did not frighten her ambition.In time, she will surely become an excellent monarch.However, once she was deposed, she was locked in the Chonghua Temple in Luoyang City, and all her ambitions and hatred were also blocked.

In fact, Wei Jie and He Xichen met once when they were young.

At that time, she was under house arrest in the palace by Liang Yu and never saw the light of day.Until one day, someone knocked on the door three times.She ignored it, and after a while, the swaying apricot shadows in the garden rushed in from the palace gate that was pushed open.

"In Xialiang Road, under the order of Da Sima, I will make medicine for your Majesty." The visitor spoke in a Luoxia accent mixed with Qingwu dialect, which sounded very strange, "Your Majesty's body is cold, and the spring cold is afraid of cold evil entering the body. I ordered a few prescriptions and patches."

Under Xing Yinghui's photo, the young man's lips were red and his teeth were white, very similar to the terrifying Liang Yu.Wei Jie's amber eyes suddenly moved, and he grabbed the teacup and threw it to his feet: "Get lost!"

He Xichen stood still, glanced at the broken bits, stepped forward and put the carved black wooden case on the table, took out a bowl of black soup, and took a sip first: "The medicine has just been decocted. Drink." He put the porcelain bowl in Wei Jie's hand, and then took out a small dish of candied fruit from the carrying case.

"Retire." He Xichen didn't care about Wei Jie's resistance. After finishing everything, Shi Shiran exited the palace gate, but he sighed in his heart, thinking about some irrelevant issues-giving the sick old father every day in Kuaiji. To decoct the medicine, when they arrived in Luoyang, Liang Yu had to escort him over to decoct the medicine for His Majesty the Younger Majesty.He can't live with decoction, right?

From then on, He Xichen still came to deliver the medicine every day, but he only knocked on the door three times, then pushed open a gap and handed the box in.He sent medicine for a month, but the two never saw each other again.

A month later, Wei Jie finally knew that his home was Chonghua Temple, and he couldn't tell whether he was relieved or resentful and painful.She sat on the cold ground, leaning against the door leaf, and took the suitcase pushed in through the crack of the door.

"Your Majesty, today is fermented green plums. I brought them from Kuaiji, and there are only two left." Sitting on the threshold, He Xichen said through the door.He didn't expect the people inside to respond, so he just said it casually.This stuffed green plum is so delicious, it's a pity that it didn't leave a name!

"Wrinkled, ugly." Wei Jie replied for the first time, his voice was hoarse, and he was very disgusted.

He Xichen, who was looking at the apricot blossoms and the rain in the courtyard, was silent for a moment: "...Then, give it back to me?"

There was a sneer inside, but there was no movement.

The oblique rain falls on the budding red flower buds, on the black tiles and white walls, and falls from the eaves, weaving into a hazy rain curtain.

"You help me test the medicine every time?" After a long time, a question finally came from the room.

He Xichen glanced at the misty sky and said, "No, I lied to you. It's too bitter."

Wei Jie laughed at himself for being wrong, raised his head and drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp.

Really.

It's so hard.

"But I took a sip today." He Xichen who was outside the door suddenly said leisurely, "So only two of the three stuffed green plums are left."

Wei Jie paused, threw the porcelain bowl into the carrying case, picked up a green plum and put it in his bitter mouth.

"What kind of incense do you have on you?" She is an expert in incense, but she has never smelled this kind of incense, and she has been trying her best for a month but has not been able to research the formula.

When He Xichen heard this, he raised his hand and sniffed his sleeve: "No... At best, it smells like the bitter medicine that I boiled for you every day... It probably smelled like someone else's incense."

"It's also possible." Wei Jie pondered.

The sky and the earth became silent again, only the sound of rolling spring thunder, the heavier and heavier rain, and the occasional crisp chirping of birds.

"I'm leaving." The words in the palace gate couldn't hear the emotion clearly.

"I'm leaving too." He Xichen packed the suitcase with downcast eyes, his Luoxia pronunciation improved a lot, at least not like the half-baked Wu Nong's soft words a month ago, "Little Majesty, the road ahead is not easy, and it's still going to be difficult." Please take care of yourself."

He got up and patted the hem of his clothes, knocked on the door three times as usual, then turned and left.The sealed palace door behind him slowly opened, and Wei Jie, who hadn't taken a step, stood for a long time, watching his thin back with an umbrella disappear into the shadow of the apricot, and then withdrew his deep gaze.

At that time, she never thought that she could make a comeback, let alone that after a few years, the person who would play against her in court would be the decoction man who gave her green plums.

But there seems to be nothing to be surprised about.In other words, in fact, everything today has traces to follow.

Wei Jie doesn't quite remember the appearance of 15-year-old He Xichen, so where does the memory come from after a quick glance?But she still clearly remembers the exquisite patterns on the carved black wooden suitcase, and the dust flying in the light through the skylight; she still remembers the bitter medicine smell on his body, which is weird but pleasant, just like today.

"Da Sima Tachun just came back?" Wei Jie had a smile on his face, he was extremely gentle and amiable, but He Xichen knew at a glance that the little emperor had a successful cultivation, and it was probably a fox incarnate who came to seek revenge on him.

Alas, that old boy Liang Yu is dead by himself, but I am so tired that I have to pay her bills.

He Xichen raised his eyelids, and responded calmly, "Of course, good spring, don't miss the time."

At the end of March, Luoyang is full of camellias, and clusters of intense red are like burning clouds in the sky.The sky was getting late and the sunset was romantic. Pedestrians walking home in the setting sun talked and laughed, but no one paid attention to the three young people walking slowly beside the street.

"I heard that Da Sima has a younger brother who is handsome, intelligent and quick-witted, can he accept it?" Wei Jie asked inexplicably.

He Xichen glanced at her lightly: "I won't make decisions for him."

But she continued to say: "Marriage is a big deal, how can it be trifling."

He Xichen raised his eyebrows and laughed playfully: "If he doesn't want to get married, he won't get married. No one can force him to do something he doesn't want to do. Offending him is offending me, and offending me means that I will be very unhappy. I don't If you are happy, let the other party be even more unhappy."

He directly blocked Wei Jie's next words, and then asked with a smile: "Your Majesty's marriage is approaching, but you are overjoyed and unable to restrain yourself?" .Now that she is on the throne again, the aristocratic family broke their heads and wanted to enrich the harem for her.As for whether it suits her or not?God only knows.

"Naturally happy, naturally should be happy." Wei Jie laughed, but frowned unconsciously.

Wang Ling, who had been quiet all this time, said softly: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, let's go back to the palace." Ordinary people walking between He Xichen and Wei Jie would be afraid that their legs would be weak because of the knife hidden in their smiles.However, Wang Ling was not afraid, calm and composed, even secretly scratched He Xichen's palm three times, and said nonchalantly, "Da Sima has just recovered from a serious illness, and the night is cold, so go back early."

He Xichen understood, couldn't help laughing in his heart, slightly cupped his numb palms, and replied, "Thank you for your concern, Attendant Zhongchang."

The three of them turned into an alley with a high wall on one side and peach trees in full bloom on the other.The pink flowers are shrouded in the orange evening light, which seems to be haunted under the dark night.They continued walking for a while, when suddenly a round bow flew out from the wall, landed on the ground, and rolled to He Xichen's feet.

The chaimen not far away pushed open with a squeak, and the slender man ran over quickly. Seeing He Xichen and the three of them, he froze in place, not daring to take a step forward.

A piercing jeer suddenly sounded from inside the wall. He Xichen never knew that a man could make such a sharp laugh.Wei Jie pursed his lips in displeasure, and Wang Ling explained: "This is the back wall of the "Shen Shen Court", and there are kabuki performers living in it. "

They are all human beings, and after a little thought, they will know what's going on-it's just jealousy and bullying.

"Foreigner?" Wei Jie asked suddenly.

Tan Shiye froze suddenly, knelt on the ground and trembled.His face was covered with a veil, his sleeves were rolled up high, his eyes flickered uneasy, but they were the pupils of Bicui.

"The three of you are just passing by, so they shouldn't be such a great gift." He Xichen stepped forward, stopped a few steps away from the sandalwood leaf, knelt down on one knee and gently pushed the Cuju over, "Your Majesty, please get up."

The chubby Cuju was covered with dust, lightly touched the fingertips of Sandalwood Ye, and wobbled to a stop.

Sandalwood leaf raised his eyes, and the emerald green pupils were greeted by a handsome and beautiful girl.He lowered his eyelids again, picked up the Cuju and thanked him in a low voice, then hurried back to the courtyard.

"Da Sima is really approachable." Wei Jie, who was two steps behind, praised with deep meaning.

He Xichen patted the dirt on his knees, smiled indifferently and said, "I've always been approachable and approachable." But for no reason, the two people present felt a deliberate sense of alienation.

Wang Ling laughed in his heart at his suspicions, like a child who had to choke on everything, cupped his hands and said, "Da Sima is on a different path from us, so we leave here for a while."

The three parted ways at the intersection, one headed west and the other two headed east.The sun was setting, the stars were moving up, and the moon was shining in the sky. He Xichen walked alone for a while, but suddenly stopped and called softly, "Burning City."

The black shadow on the peach tree flashed past, and Burning City stood respectfully with fists folded: "Patriarch."

"Ha, how did you hide? There are leaves and flowers all over your body." He Xichen smiled, his eyebrows crooked, and he reached out to help her take off the green leaves on her shoulders, and said, "Actually, you don't have to be by my side all the time, do you? I brag, like the little emperor, I can hit five."

But Rancheng shook his head: "The last time the Patriarch said that, he was almost assassinated by Xianbei's spy, and I can't leave the Patriarch."

She was so resolute, He Xichen knocked her on the head, and jokingly said: "Hey, young man, the days are still long, marry a Qingqing gentleman in two years, and see who you can't leave." Shanghe Xichen once thought about making Rancheng and Liang Min a pair, but after observing for a long time, there was no spark between the two, and he instantly extinguished his eager thoughts.

Rancheng raised the corner of his mouth helplessly: "Patriarch..."

He Xichen rubbed the tip of his nose, smiled and said, "Go home, we have guests at midnight tonight!"

***

Midnight in late spring reveals its heavy clothes, and there are a few hoarse meows from Yehu Lane from time to time, hiding in the night with only a pair of bright eyeballs exposed.The lights were all extinguished, only two pedestrians in cloaks were holding lanterns on the road. The sound of the third watch was heard from the next alley to the bluestone boards they stepped on, and finally turned into three knocks on the door.

As soon as the voice fell, the people who had been waiting for a long time behind the door happily opened the door.Under the bright moonlight, Wang Ling and Yu Miao took off their hoods and laughed together with He Xichen who was barefoot and carrying a lantern.

"The wine has been warmed up, I just have to drink with you!"

"Stop gossip and go in quickly!"

In the entire Da Sima Mansion, only He Xichen was awake.He brought the two old friends to the study room, which was filled with night pearls, and the soft light made the only oil lamp on the table stand alone.

"You guys are here! When I heard that the Deer God came to Luoyang a few days ago, I wanted to drink with you, but I was afraid that your reputation would be damaged, so I had to give up." He Xichen sighed regretfully, and laughed again , "But it's okay, it's already a very good thing that we can meet."

But Yu Miao said with a serious expression: "You come to see me, you will never tarnish my reputation! On the contrary, I can't help you. If you want to use your name to go to the next level, it is shameless! "

"Got it! You two stop talking!" Wang Ling sat down cross-legged and warmed his hands on the charcoal basin. "It's my fault. I couldn't come to see Daozi openly, so I asked you to accommodate me." Wu Yi Lane and Yehu Lane are separated by a strip of water, but she has to beat around the bush before she dares to meet her friends.

He Xichen and Yu Miao looked at each other, and suddenly said in unison: "There are reasons and evidence, it is indeed the fault of the talisman."

"Damn it! Two stinky and shameless old guys!" Wang Ling's eyes widened in shock, and after a while, the three of them laughed loudly, exchanged glasses, and shared their affection.

They talked about the war in the frontier to the scenery of the study tour, about the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting about firewood, rice, oil and salt, and about the marriage of His Majesty today about Yu Miao's four-year-old daughter.In the days to come, whenever I think of the good night tonight and the friendship between the three of us, no matter whether I am sad or nostalgic, I can't exchange a thousand dollars for a cup of warm wine at this moment.

"Meeting you today scared me to death." Wang Ling clinked glasses with He Xichen and complained, "Damn, you two talk too much!"

"Wow, I'm wronged!" He Xichen said, "The little emperor has a needle hidden in his cotton, can I let her stab it?"

Wang Ling was speechless for a moment, but Yu Miao asked hesitantly, "Daozi, are you and Your Majesty really...as powerful as water and fire?" Friends and monarchs, choosing one side is to be the enemy of the other.

"Haha, Deer God, it's a good thing you didn't become an official. If you were an official, I'm afraid you would be eaten to pieces." He Xichen knocked on the table and said seriously, "There are three mistakes in your sentence."

"First," he raised his index finger, "There has never been anything like fire and water in the court. As long as the interests are the same, they can be like glue at any time."

"Second," He Xichen smiled, "It's not me and Your Majesty, but me and Your Majesty and the talisman. The forces behind the three of us are the fundamental reason for us to stand there."

"Third," he lowered his eyes and sighed, "Deer God, you shouldn't ask this question. We are still friends now, and the talisman and I will not harm you, but... the world is unpredictable, people's hearts are unpredictable, and you have some questions. You have to hide it in your stomach and don't let anyone know."

Yu Miao stared blankly at the two friends in front of her, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Wang Ling nodded and replied, "God Deer, now that you are staying out of the matter, you should never get involved in it, concentrate on being your Qingniu Mountain native, and enjoy our share together."

"Hey, what does it mean to share our share? I have to walk the road I have to go by myself, and I have to go to the mountains and rivers I have to travel by myself. Spirit talisman, don't stay where you are, the deer god and I will not wait for you."

Wang Ling was stunned for a moment, then laughed lowly: "It is true."

"Don't talk about that. Are you hungry? There should be food in the kitchen, do you want to go and have a look?" He Xichen couldn't help but hold the hands of the two, "Let's go."

The night was dark and dewy.There was still a pot of fragrant chicken soup left on the stove in the kitchen. He Xichen made three bowls of noodles, topped with two eggs, and sprinkled some chopped green onion. The three of them squatted next to the firewood with ashes to cook the noodles.

After eating the noodles, it's almost time.Yu Miao and Wang Ling put on their cloaks again, lifted the lanterns and returned along the way they came.Yu Miao stopped at the corner and looked back at Da Sima's Mansion, but saw He Xichen leaning against the stone lion at the door showing her a reassuring smile, and then waved goodbye.

Yu Miao thought that he was a general who protected the people from wars and displacements, but now he was facing enemies in Luoyang, dealing with the schemes of the scheming people all day long, his eyes were sore, and he suddenly shouted: "My friend!"

A slight movement came from the side room, which made Wang Ling tremble in fright, and cursed: "You idiot!" But he took her hand and ran while shouting: "My friend!"

He Xichen at the end of Yehu Lane blinked, looked at the figure that disappeared at the intersection, and said softly, "My friend."

This night's talk was enjoyable and a little bit sad.Wang Ling scolded Yu Miao all the way in the carriage, and after sending her home, he drove back to Bird Clothes Lane.As soon as the sky turned pale, Zhang Lian waited at the door all night, when he saw Wang Ling, he cried until he saw Wang Ling: "Ling'er, you are finally back!"

Wang Ling was bored and helpless, he could only help him by the arm and persuaded him, "Father, Ling'er just went to catch up with friends."

"Why didn't you come back all night? If it wasn't for your mother who didn't come back all night and made a slip of the tongue after drinking, how could we have fallen into this situation?" Zhang Lian continued to cry, "Ling'er, you are the only one in the family who can support the whole family. , you must be more motivated! Otherwise, those elders in the clan who are old and not dead will come to bully us! You are the only hope for daddy!"

Wang Ling frowned, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, which seemed to hide pain and fatigue.

"Ling'er will do her best." She finally comforted her, "Ling'er will protect the family, siblings, and father."

but--

"Ling'er just wants to sleep now."

***

In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

The peach trees all over the mountains and plains are in full bloom, as gorgeous as rouge.The red ribbons on the branches and the incense sticks are swaying in the wind, which may be the wish of a certain family for marriage.The familiar sound of chanting and the smell of incense in the temple add a bit of peace.

He Xichen suddenly remembered that he, Liu Ning and others were drinking and stargazing on the ruined wall of the ancient temple in Hushan.Mr. Baoheng was the most restless, and bought a few shadow puppets at the foot of the mountain, just to make a good show of "rats get married".Liu Ning watched their mischief from the side, and when she was happy, she might be willing to take out a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, transforming into a snake shape and spitting out a scarlet snake letter, sizzling and drinking the wine.

The abbot of Chonghua Temple retreated from the main hall, and saw Da Sima, who could stop the child from crying at night, suddenly showed a nostalgic and soft smile.She paused, recited the Buddha's name silently, and then stepped forward and said, "Da Sima, here is His Majesty's rosary."

The rosary made of one hundred and eight asura seeds was pitch black with a pure luster, making He Xichen's wrist as cold as frost.He put the rosary into his arms indifferently, clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "Thank you abbot, I will take my leave first."

According to the little emperor, during the five years of practicing in Chonghua Temple, she used this string of beads to meditate every day.I missed seeing him for a few months, so I begged him to take back the rosary, so that I could give it to my husband as a token of love on the wedding night.

He Xichen wanted to do it, and he could have one more day of leisure.This guy is not particular about it, he took the Buddhist beads and turned around and continued to walk up the mountain - here the peach blossoms and willows are green, the grass grows and the warblers fly, it is a quiet and good place.

When he was interested, he picked up a dead branch, stepped on the small path, and stepped into the smoky empty mountain.Halfway through the journey, the spring rain fell suddenly.He Xichen hurriedly burrowed into the peach blossom grove, and the fallen petals were so colorful that his body was covered with peach petals.I saw a small nunnery standing alone, silent under the cloud and rain.

"When you don't see me"? "He Xichen hid under the eaves, patted the raindrops off his hair and clothes, looked up and saw the strange name of the nunnery, and couldn't help being curious. He knocked on the door tentatively, and after a long while, there was an old voice from the nunnery. :"come in. "

According to the scriptures I read in Jianghu in the past, it is either a fox fairy or a beautiful snake.He Xichen secretly scolded himself for thinking wildly, so he restrained himself and pushed the door open.

"I'm disturbing the master's house."

"Few people come to the mountain dwelling, but this is the first time a gentleman has come here."

He Xichen shuddered: "...Senior just joked."

"I'm blind, but I'm not deaf. Come here." He seemed a little displeased, put down the wooden fish in his hand, and opened the curtain in front of the house.The old man was about seventy years old, his eyes were only the whites of the eyes, his waist was stooped, and his speech was full of majesty, "Hmph, although I haven't seen a stranger in ten years, I can't tell the difference between a girl and a boy? You can fool me with your voice?"

He Xichen did deliberately control his voice to be neutral when he spoke normally, but now that he was exposed by a blind old man who had never met before, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.He glanced around, pondered for a moment, and walked forward: "This junior is wrong. This junior went up to the mountain alone to seek marriage. He deliberately dressed up as a girl because he was afraid of being teased by others and thieves would miss him." He was full of nonsense, but it sounded strange sincere.

The old man seemed very disgusted: "If the Buddha and Bodhisattva can give people a good marriage, there will be so many idiots and resentful women in the world." He tilted his ears, and could distinguish the sound of He Xichen's sleeves from the sound of rain, and could not help but drink with a straight face. , "I don't even bring an umbrella! If you catch a cold, you will feel better!"

Who said that those who go back to the mountains are idle clouds and wild cranes, the old man in front of him is obviously very irritable!

He Xichen laughed a few times, and saw the old man take out a coat from the inner room: "Dry the wet clothes in the pavilion. The wind on the mountain is strong, and you can dry them in a while. The rain will stop, and you will leave by yourself later. Don't tell me."

After ordering everything neatly, he returned to the inner room to take a nap.

He Xichen smiled and walked along the corridor to the gazebo.Gradually the sun shines into the nunnery through the peach forest, the mountain wind blows the mist with the scent of flowers, and knocks the peach petals into the spring mud.

He was used to being cautious, so he only took off his python-pattern cloak and his soaked black boots, and sat cross-legged by the pavilion, listening to the patter of rain.The rainwater collected on the pavilion flows down from the eaves, washing the dust on the steps.

Suddenly there was the sound of rapid footsteps outside the nunnery, splashing dirty muddy water, coming straight in this direction.He Xichen's nerves, which had been loose for less than a quarter of an hour, instantly tensed up. Just as he put away his cloak, the chai gate was violently knocked open.

"The government handles the case!" Xie Yan yelled angrily with a knife, his eyes wandered around, seeing that the bamboo curtain hanging down from the pavilion just covered the face of the person inside, he went up and grabbed his wrist without any explanation.

"Hey, Lord Xiaojun, I'm sheltering from the rain here, and I've never seen any thieves before." He Xichen calmly opened the bamboo curtain, with a smile on his lips, and jokingly said, "Could it be that Lord Xiaojun thinks that someone is a thief?" Modifying the corners of his eyes After all, the rouge was fainted by the rain, faintly, as if stained with peach petals.

"Yan dare not!" Xie Yan let go of his hand quickly, and saluted with the scimitar upside down, "I have seen Da Sima." She lowered her head, just in time to see He Xichen's bare feet under the drenched hem of his clothes, stepping on the ground. On the taupe floor, there was a cloud of water stains, as if a water ghost had just crawled out of the river.

There was a strange wave in Xie Yan's heart, and the fingers of his right hand curled up, as if there was still a cold touch.Her lips moved, and when she wanted to say something, He Xichen put up her airs and said, "Mr. Xiaojun has something important to do, so I don't dare to waste Your Excellency's time, so let's go."

It's not polite to issue an order to evict guests.

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows, nodded yes, turned around and took two or three steps, then suddenly turned his head and said meaningfully: "Liang Jun manages all kinds of opportunities every day, and he is tireless day and night. He is really an important minister of the country. But after all, he is too thin. He thought he was holding the hand of a weak gentleman."

He Xichen frowned, and said with a hypocritical smile: "I was taken aback too, the little princess was so reckless, at that time I thought it was a man who was so aggressive, and chased him to the place of cultivation on the mountain?"

"I'm sorry." Xie Yan was a bastard, he didn't care about his running on at all, and even felt inexplicable pleasure from He Xichen's counterattack.She gently covered the Chapman, and glanced at her palm.

She's not kidding.

Xie Yan wandered around Huajie and Liuxiang, and was the most romantic. A man's hand is very different from a woman's hand, and she can feel it when she touches it.However, He Xichen's wrists were thin and white, seemingly weak but powerful, capable of turning the tide, which made her feel strangely confused for an instant.

Could it be...Could it be...a beautiful water ghost to drag her to accompany him?

The rain stopped.Xie Yan suddenly felt a subtle joy, in a trance - there are countless mountains, red like rain, and he doesn't remember the time and way.

In "When I Don't See You", He Xichen quickly put on his shoes the moment Xie Yan stepped out of the threshold, folded the old man's coat and put it next to the wooden fish, and hurried down the mountain through the side door.

The string of Asura rosary beads around his neck collided with each other and made a crisp sound. He Xichen went back down the mountain with a stick on the branch, but he couldn't think of going out anymore, he just wanted to go home and drink a bowl of tea to calm down the shock.As a result, they collided with a hurried little girl at the intersection, and the two of them fell to the ground, clutching their heads and babbling in pain.

"Little girl, are you okay?" Just as He Xichen was about to help him up, he saw her crawl back two steps in horror, her eyes dodged, and she muttered, "It's okay...it's okay..."

"It's okay—" The rest of He Xichen's words choked in his throat, and he even wanted to slap himself in the heart.

Oh!After finishing the calf, I bumped into His Majesty the Supreme Emperor!

——Sigh, I told you to be greedy for the leisure of this day, and to cause so many things out of thin air.