"Even if you are born with a delicate heart, you can't guess the world. ”

Tianshan Jianxue picked up Su Jingnian and said to her seriously.

Su Jingnian laughed miserably and replied: "Born in power schemes, it is not optional for my generation, and the exquisite heart is not what my generation wants." There are only three years left for the remnants of life, and the Jing years cannot but be counted. ”

The Sword Snow Dao Chief was stunned again when he heard this, and sighed.

Shaking his head, he asked, "Does the prince know that the way of heaven and earth is extremely anti-profit and loss; the way of the world is to complement each other in the surplus; and those who are human beings need to obey their orders at the right time, and they must not go against the times and count all sentient beings." Otherwise, many things will cause more harm, and more words will lead to many defeats. Anyone who does not act in his own way is evil. ”

Su Jingnian smiled dumbly. muttered: "All, for, evil ......"

"Poor Dao is indeed what he said earlier, the prince is 'fierce', and he will definitely harm Kyushu in the future. The Taoist got up and sat down at the table. continued: "But the poor Dao is from an immeasurable background, so he is naturally a righteous and bright person, and he will never do anything to steal chickens and dogs. will not threaten the stinky thief in exchange for the life of the prince. The rest of the prince's life is three years, or thirty years. There is no difference in the poor way. If the poor road wants to take the life of the prince, he will naturally fight with the prince fairly, and he will never take advantage of the danger of others. ”

Su Jingnian laughed and also came to the table. They watched a cup of tea for each of them.

The clear stream flies down like a waterfall, and the green leaves flip and circle. Su Jingnian's way of looking at tea is elegant and chic, showing agility.

The Taoist chief looked at the tea circulating in the cup, and was in a trance for a while.

Raising a glass to his chest, Su Jingnian saluted the tea ceremony. She smiled and said: "It's a villain in Jing Nian, and he is a delusional Taoist." Jing Nian replaced wine with tea and made amends to the Taoist. ”

After that, drink the cup of tea.

The Taoist came back to his senses and rose up with his glass. replied: "Gentlemen and villains, but they are all presumptuous judgments of the world. Who will be able to tell the mystery of right and wrong? If the poor road threatens the life of a stinky thief, the prince will surely be as Fang Cai said, 'go to the soup and go to the fire'. You and I, each going our own way, is a senseless gentleman and villain. ”

After saying this, the Taoist chief also drank the tea in his cup. In the mouth, the aroma is overflowing.

"Good tea. The Taoist chief said with sincere admiration. Putting down the teacup in his hand, he raised his hand to invite Su Jingnian and said, "Sit." ”

Su Jingnian bowed his head, and the two sat down.

With a pot on his sleeve, Su Jingnian looked at tea for the two of them again.

When the Taoist chief saw this, he immediately became compassionate.

As soon as he saw Su Jingnian's action of watching tea, he felt very familiar. When I saw it again, I finally remembered it.

On the top of the Bashu Snow Mountain, Murong Xuehan was the same back then, watching tea for everyone one by one.

That night above the snowy top, under the starry dome. The cold wind is blowing and the snow is dancing.

Standing in Haoyue, Murong Xuehan and Wanyan Shuangning looked at each other affectionately;

Ah Xian was a drunkard, drank several jars, and was drunk and howling;

Lu has good poetry, feels something, and carves the wall with a sword;

Liang Rong smiled lightly and hugged the dead river in her arms. Broken Heart explained the stars for her.

Tianshan Jianxue smirked and tasted tea. I sighed in my heart that the years are quiet, and my confidant lasts forever.

In the past, the top of the snow-capped mountain, the youth was in the prime of time, and the nine people showed their grace and brilliance.

Now the past is gone, and the old man sighs sadly. The fragrance of tea is still the same, and the nine characters look like people.

"The future is lost, and the spring river warms the heart and ......"

The Taoist chief was a little moved, and subconsciously opened his mouth to read out the poems that Lu Youdao had written back then.

"Dao Chief?" Su Jingnian stopped his hand movements and said in confusion: "How can Dao Chang know, if you leave the poem engraved on Jin Se?"

"Hey," the Taoist chief felt out of shape, and said with a smile: "Thinking back then, your mother, Ruoli her mother, the stinky thief and the poor Dao were all immeasurable disciples. This verse was written by another disciple. Therefore, we all know. ”

"I see. Su Jingnian understood, and then smiled and said: "The Taoist is the same generation as my mother and master, and when it comes to generational Jingnian, the Taoist should be called 'uncle'." I was offended a lot earlier, and I also looked at Chang Haihan. ”

Immeasurably perished, and the disciples were scattered. The roots of the big trees are broken, and the fallen leaves are lonely.

Su Jingnian's sentence of "uncle" can be regarded as warm to the heart of Tianshan Sword and Snow.

He laughed. He said, "Okay, hahaha, okay! The stinky thief has really accepted a good apprentice! I have countless successors!"

"The Taoist has won the award. Su Jingnian saw that Tianshan Jianxue was no longer lonely on his face, so he laughed with him.

The Taoist chief laughed for a while, and suddenly the conversation changed. said: "Since you have called me 'uncle', if 'nephew' encounters any inexplicable things, you can ask 'uncle' for clarification." ”

Su Jingnian was stunned. After a pause, he opened his mouth and said, "'Senior Nephew' wants to ask 'Senior Uncle' to interpret dreams." ”

So he told the Taoist chief that when he was asleep, he dreamed back to Hongze.

After listening to Su Jingnian's dream, the Taoist chief asked some details. Su Jingnian answered truthfully one by one.

"This shore and the other shore ......," the Taoist chief groaned, pinching his fingers. Shaoqing shook his head and said, "This shouldn't be......"

Looking at Su Jingnian meaningfully, the Taoist chief said, "Above Sima, there is a wisp of dead soul attached. The soul of the dead is obsessed, and its anger accumulates for a long time, and it turns into evil. Before in Jinzhou, you were caught by it. ”

"What does the Taoist mean?" Su Jingnian was puzzled and asked, "Isn't it because of this dream, and it is also related to Sima Regency?"

"Yes. The Taoist master stroked his beard and said, "As soon as I saw you, I could perceive the evil aura overflowing from you. It is no different from what you see in Jinzhou. As for the Rakshasa demon, the magic he has done to you is only hypnosis. There is a world of difference from the trick of the stinky thief. ”

Su Jingnian shook his head and said, "Jinzhou matter, although Jingnian heard that the master and Ruoli mentioned it, he didn't have the slightest impression. This dream is indeed engraved in my mind, and Jing Nian has never forgotten it at all. ”

The Taoist chief was also puzzled and said, "Common sense. When you are asleep, it should be the best time for the soul to invade your body, but it is only a dream with you, which really does not make sense. And according to what you say, the trust of the dead soul in the dream does not seem to be intentionally harmful, but it is like guiding you. ”

Su Jingnian thought about it and laughed. self-deprecating said: "The evil king Pesima is also a perfect match." ”……

Last night lingered, the fish and water rejoiced.

In the golden gauze tent, Emperor Hui was sleeping sweetly with Concubine Ru in his arms. There are countless beauties in the harem, but he seems to be only in Concubine Ru, and he can find the shadow of his youth, so every time he stays, he works extra hard.

The concubine was lying in Emperor Hui's arms, listening to his heartbeat, but her eyes were stunned.

Suddenly, she sat up. Pulling the nightgown to cover □□'s body, the concubine stared at the familiar and unfamiliar man on the side of the bed.

Stretching out her hands, she gently stroked the man's handsome features.

The heavenly court is full and round, the dragon face is high, the nose is thin, and the years are ruthless, and the gray temples and beard of Emperor Hui tell the wind and frost that the master has endured.

His hands walked to Emperor Hui's handsome eyebrows and eyes, like a concubine lingering.

High eyebrows and phoenix eyes, like that person.

"Who ?!!!" Emperor Hui noticed that someone was moving him, and his dream suddenly ignited and woke up.

Shouted angrily. Clamping like a concubine's hands, Emperor Hui turned over and restrained her under him.

"Ah!" exclaimed Rufei. The pain in her hands and body made her tremble slightly. "Hiss......"

"......" Emperor Hui glared at the people under him, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Find, die, ?!"

"Your Majesty ......" Concubine Ru didn't dare to look directly into Emperor Hui's eyes, and said, "It's hurt the slave family......"

Emperor Hui squinted, and as his consciousness regained clarity, his killing intent gradually retracted.

The woman in front of her was as beautiful as a flower, her cheeks were red, her shoulders were slightly exposed under the wide nightgown, her plump flesh and body were fragrant, and her hands were firmly clamped by herself, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Pain?" Emperor Hui laughed, removed Concubine Ru's nightgown, and threw it on the ground.

"Let me hurt you so well!"

That's it. Emperor Hui collapsed and rolled over, wanting to fall asleep.

Rufei endured the nausea that surged in her chest. Pushing Emperor Hui, she pretended to be lost and said: "Why doesn't the emperor accompany the slave family to talk? Could it be that he dislikes the slave family's old age and decrepitness, and is not as good as those little hooves who have just entered the palace?"

Emperor Hui was a little impatient, and it was not easy to attack. Turning sideways, he hugged Rufei. He closed his eyes and said perfunctorily: "Hugh wants to talk nonsense." What the concubine wants to say to me, I listen. ”

"Hmph," Concubine Ru patted Emperor Hui and said with a smile: "It's still the emperor's heart that has a slave family." ”

Where is Emperor Hui listening to Concubine Ru's coquettishness. The government has been busy these days, and he is almost in charge of everything. As Concubine Ru spoke, Emperor Hui already heard a slight snoring.

Concubine Ru nested in Emperor Hui's arms and muttered: "The slave family knows that the emperor favors Yongning and Gao Yingna's slaves." But when the two of them came in, they always used the excuse of visiting Nineteen from time to time, and changed the law to coax the slave family to interfere in the government affairs. It's really annoying. ”

"Who?!" Emperor Hui instantly sobered up, frowned and asked, "Yongning?!"

"Well," Concubine Ru nodded, and said aggrievedly: "Gao Ying often comes here, and the slave family has told the emperor." But somehow when he came in, Yongning also tried his best to communicate with the slave family. ”

"Yongning ......" Emperor Hui sneered and asked, "What did she say when she interacted with you, and how did she persuade you to interfere in court affairs?"

If the concubine pretended to reminisce, Shaoqing replied: "Yongning always said that the government and the opposition are dissatisfied with His Royal Highness the Prince. He also advised the slave family to cultivate nineteen well. He is the prince of the day, and only those who have both ability and political integrity can stand out and become a treasure. ”

"Hahaha," Emperor Hui laughed loudly and asked, "What Yongning said is true. Nineteen If you have both ability and political integrity, you will naturally become a treasure. But how can I listen, Concubine Ai doesn't seem to be willing to participate in the seizure of the heir by Nineteen? If Nineteen inherits the throne, it will be the power of the world. Mother is more precious than son, and you, the queen mother, must be calling for wind and rain at that time, and you can do anything. Aren't you tempted by your concubine?"

"Hmph. Concubine Ru feigned anger, pointed at Emperor Hui's heart and asked: "The son is young and the mother is weak, who is the nineteenth throne for? The emperor is really a fool to be a slave." ”

"Hahahaha. Hui Di laughed again. One rolled over and bounced off the bed. Grab the dragon robe from the hanger and drape it over your body.

"Sleep with the concubine, I will visit you another day. After throwing down the cold words, Emperor Hui strode away.

In the gauze tent, Rufei sat up slowly. Looking at Emperor Hui's distant back, she whispered: "Zhenyi, you have to take care of ......"

"Someone, someone!" Before leaving the concubine's bedroom, Emperor Hui began to shout.

"The emperor's ......" all the servants and maidservants hugged each other and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Give me Xuanyu Lin Lang Zhang Wuji into the palace, there must be no mistake!"

"Yes. The waiter got the order and trotted away.