hold this little monk

These few days Louxian Palace is very dull, in response to the sweltering heat of late summer and early autumn, many flowers are withering, drooping beauty and adding to lifelessness.

The border military is also not optimistic. The Northern Xinjiang battalion fighting against the Yue Kingdom’s attack has lost a row without a leader. The presence of the two veterans pointed out by the queen is almost zero. The 20 army has lost three times in a row. This situation is really sorry for the strong national power. Daping Dynasty.The person who tied the bell had to be untied, and many loyal ministers desperately appealed to the Queen to release King Le from confinement and let him go back to the frontier.

No one can see through the queen's thoughts, so she did not reprimand those old ministers uncharacteristically.Seven days later, a scroll of imperial decree arrived at Prince Le's Mansion, and the shackles restraining the killing god disappeared. Liu Yan returned to the battlefield and became a general without a name.

The same person who has fallen into poverty in the world, Xiaoxuan has been locked up for seven days, counting the days and counting the leaves outside the window, seeing that the end of the year is approaching, and then hearing the news that Le Wang has gone to northern Xinjiang, he is still heartbroken. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Wen Hai pushed the door open with red eyes again.

Xiaoxuan was only surprised for a moment, and thought to herself that she didn't cry the day I was beaten half to death, why are her eyes so red and swollen today?

"Mother." Xiaoxuan moved his buttocks and wanted to get out of bed, but Wen Hai glared at him a few times, and he could only sit still, and said helplessly, "Most of my injuries are healed."

Since he was beaten that day, Yu Hao locked him in the room and didn't allow him to go anywhere. He was too uncomfortable to do anything. Wen Hai didn't even allow him to get out of bed, for fear that he wouldn't be able to take care of him well. Injured, he regarded him as a porcelain doll.Yu Hao knew how to act properly, and had no intention of eating his son.

Wen Hai poured bitter medicine into Xiaoxuan day after day, and said: "Your father is also busy these days, so don't be naughty again. He found a master for you, and you can learn from him in two days. Playing with pen and ink day and night, I don't know anything about serious Taoist priests."

"Ah?" Xiaoxuan was like a deflated ball, drooping his head, completely devoid of energy.

His pupils are lighter in color, exactly the same as Wen Hai's eyes, and when he smiles normally, it seems to be full of light, but at this time it is dim.Xiaoxuan curled his lips and said, "Mother, let's have another child."

Wen Hai paused for a moment, his expression turned cold: "Why do you say that?"

"I can't bear the burden of Louxian Palace..." Xiaoxuan said helplessly, "I'm really not that material, I do things according to my own will, how can I know those twists and turns, I will destroy it."

Xiaoxuan carefully looked at Wen Hai's expression, his voice became smaller and smaller, he didn't want to say such irresponsible words, but the fact is that he is really not that material, and he doesn't want to ruin the century-old foundation of Louxian Palace.

Just kidding, if he knew how to manage, would he be able to manage his life to such a failure in his previous life?Will he be allowed to take over such a big family in this life, and let him live in a moldy basement with this big family?

Wen Hai gave a low laugh, and suddenly changed the subject: "Xuan'er, have you noticed that Qiong Yi is missing?"

Xiaoxuan was stunned for a while, thinking that he hadn't seen him for a long time, and said in surprise: "I've been in the room, I haven't gone out for a long time."

"He went into the palace to serve His Majesty." When Wen Hai said this, his face was as pale as a dead man, crumbling.

"...What?" Mu Xia obviously didn't know much, but Xiaoxuan felt that the noise outside the house was very noisy. From the beginning of the sentence "he has entered the palace", there was a buzzing in his head, and he lost the ability to think. His hands and feet were very cold, and he said with difficulty: "Why, why did you do this, Qiong Yi, isn't he a disciple of the upright Tianantai, why did he enter the palace?"

"He's a good boy." Wen Hai stirred up the medicine soup, and the dark soup reflected her bitter eyes, making the bitterness worse, "Four days ago, your father's friend sent a message that His Majesty listened to the slander of a traitor and wanted to weaken my education. Your father and I thought about it for a long time and were in a dilemma. It happened that Qiong Yi was on duty in the study at that time, and he volunteered, and Master Zhang was also very satisfied with him, so everything was settled like this."

Xiaoxuan stared at Wen Hai in a daze, still not believing that the young man who was as gentle as jade and arrogantly underestimated himself was going to be the face of others.

Is it because of this that Wen Hai's eyes were red when he first entered the room?

"So, if you don't bear this burden, thousands of Taoist priests will bear it for you with honor and disgrace. You can choose to escape, but is your conscience okay?" Wen Hai asked with a half-smile.

Something weighing tens of thousands of catties fell from the sky and pressed down on Xiaoxuan, making him unable to breathe.Dryly said: "Qiong Yi's origin is unknown, His Majesty is very vigilant, I'm afraid it will not be easy for him to enter the palace."

"It would be great if you put more of your mind on Louxian Palace." Wen Haidao, "Zhang Xuchuan just happened to be ordered these days to start filling in new children for the royal studio in the palace. I see His Majesty every day Opportunity, Qiong Yi is in his hands, and it will not be difficult to get into His Majesty's eyes."

"Wait." Xiaoxuan blinked, and suddenly felt that the cicadas outside the house were not so noisy, and the heavy stone that was pressing on him just now disappeared suddenly. Grabbing another hope desperately, "Is the Royal Painting Studio going to fill in new children?"

Then why does Qiongyi need to enter the palace? He can also enter the palace, and in a more decent way.

Wen Hai hesitated for a while, and said, "What weird ideas do you have in your little brain?"

Xiao Xuan still tried to pretend to be calm, and tentatively said: "I'm just thinking, if I can enter the Royal Painting Studio and enter the palace, then it means that Qiongyi doesn't need to enter the palace."

"Don't think about it." Wen Hai shook his head, "You just get closer to that little prince opposite, your father can beat you like this, do you think he will definitely let you enter the palace?"

"..." Xiaoxuan sighed softly, "Yes."

He also thought so, but what kind of thing did Qiong Yi not allow him to enter the palace, he was also a member of Yu's family, and he would feel ashamed for the rest of his life.

Xiaoxuan drank the medicine obediently, and after Wen Hai left satisfied, he jumped off the bed in excitement, flew to the window, took out a whistle from his arms, and blew it twice.

After a while, a round head appeared in the long green grass outside the window. The head moved quickly and lurked by Xiaoxuan's window before it emerged and stood up. This mischievous elf was not Li Yao. Xiaoxuan took it out from his arms. Two candies: "You deliver a letter for me."

Li Yao swallowed and quickly grabbed the candy, licked his lips and said, "Where are you sending it?"

Xiaoxuan held his chin and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Wangle Palace."

Three days later, a child from an ordinary family was added to the list of new children in Kaoyu Studio. It is said that he is a distant relative of the old housekeeper Le Wang. He taught himself to draw since he was a child, and wanted to find a way out.For some reason, this matter spread from the mouths of Zhang Dashi's subordinates, and it became a joke among the wealthy people in the capital.You know, there is no child who dares to take the exam for the imperial studio. There is no child who is not a famous teacher, and the little son of the family has a lot of money. This mere self-taught kid has humiliated himself. It can't be blamed on those greasy people waiting to see his humiliated jokes up.

Xiaoxuan didn't care about these things at all. The only thing that frightened him was the situation in Louxian Palace. It is said that after Yu Hao knew that he had run away, he was so angry that he smashed the bottles and cans in his room to pieces. I have never seen such a lackluster appearance of the Palace Master.

When this word reached Xiaoxuan's ears, he was tiptoeing to sneak back to Louxian Palace. He thought that the problem would be solved by beheading first and then playing, but now it seems that beheading first and then playing will only make him be beheaded too.

Thinking of this, Xiaoxuan's hand that had just climbed up the red wall of the Louxian Palace slipped down again, his life is at stake, he'd better wait until he's out of trouble before going home.

With a bit of loneliness in his heart, Xiaoxuan raised his foot and was about to leave, when suddenly several ancient bells sounded from the opposite side, he turned around by mistake and slipped into Dakai Temple.

Once entering the palace gate is as deep as the sea, ghosts know how many years it will take to come back.He wanted to say goodbye to Bi Kong.

This day, Bi Kong had just finished his morning class and was planning to go back to the meditation room to practice calligraphy——Since that day, Bi Kong was no longer like a child, even an adult in his twenties could hardly maintain watching his calm.

He is not moved by the world, not polluted by mud.

But when he pushed open the door and saw the familiar figure, the calm pool of water was disturbed.Bi Kong's breath was stagnant, and he stood blankly at the door looking at the guy who was squatting on his stool and flipping through the copybooks on his desk.

While waiting for Bi Kong just now, Xiaoxuan curiously flipped through a dozen of Bi Kong’s rice papers. As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat. He stared at the words that looked like his own with a complicated expression. Where did he get his calligraphy, and he has practiced so many sheets.

He is a monk, why should he copy the words of the Taoist priest opposite him?Xiaoxuan slandered.

After reading a dozen of them, he rubbed his sore neck, just in time to meet Bi Kong who was standing blankly at the door.

"Why don't you come in?"

Bi Kong closed the door and walked over, seeing the densely packed words on the table, he said calmly, "What do you think of this word, brother?"

Xiaoxuan said without hesitation: "I've seen the character you copied. It's the character of Yu Xiaoxuan, the son of the Lord of Louxian Palace, right? He is a child prodigy. He wrote this character, tsk tsk, it's amazing! More than words , let me tell you, he is also handsome, and he will definitely look better than Pan An when he grows up."

Listening to his nonsense, Bi Kong couldn't hold back his laughter: "I guess so."

Xiaoxuan was very satisfied with Bi Kong's ability to know people, and after laughing for a long time, he thought about the business, suddenly took Bi Kong's hand, and said solemnly: "By the way, I have something to tell you."

Bi Kong didn't change his face, his heart beat faster: "What's the matter?"

When the words came to his lips, Xiaoxuan was suddenly reluctant to say goodbye. He hesitated for a while, took out a big meat bun from his arms, and stuffed it into his hand: "You haven't eaten meat for a long time, you eat first and I'll talk about it later."

"..." Bi Kong looked at his oily hands, resisted the urge to throw away the buns, looked at Xiaoxuan's eyes full of mischievous smiles, amused and helpless, "Brother."

Xiaoxuan laughed so hard that his stomach ached and tears came out, he held him in his arms, Bi Kong was afraid that he would choke, so he had to throw the buns on the table and pat him with his greasy hands.

Xiaoxuan: "I'm leaving."

Bi Kong held his hands in the air, Xiaoxuan let go of him, saw those dim eyes, and comforted him: "I will be back, wait for me when I come back."

Bi Kong nodded and asked, "Where are you going? How long will it take?"

The school year for new children in the Royal Painting Room is six years, and after six years, the outstanding ones will become court painters, but he still has no guarantee that he will pass the exam, so he said nonsense: "I want to wander around and make my home all over the world. The return date is uncertain."

Xiao Xuan smiled and pinched Bi Blank's clean face, making a red mark, but his eyes were very gentle.

Xiaoxuan was immersed in his own emotions, but Bi Kong suddenly said something surprising, a pair of black eyes were locked on him, with a faint probing look that a seven-year-old child should not have, and said: "I heard that the palace master has a bad temper today. , it turned out that my brother was making trouble and running away from home."

"..." Xiaoxuan's hands froze, his black and white eyes were full of astonishment, "Who do you say I am?"

"The only son of the Taoist priest of Louxian Palace, a famous child prodigy around, and a famous devil in Dakai Temple... Yu Xiaoxuan."