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In the jade shop, the old man looked out the window, muttered for a moment, and suddenly said.

After a long time, he shook his head: "Things are man-made, some things, if you don't do them, how can you know that you can't do them?"

The warm sun is obliquely shining, the jade shop is clear, the street outside is full of traffic, and the voices of people are boiling, but the house is silent, and there is no word for a long time.

Autumn goes to winter, heavy snow falls, the shop is warm, the stove is burning red coals, a pot of ordinary good wine is warm in hot water, the carpenter's family was called by the old man, and went to the vegetable market to cut some good meat, stewed in a big pot, and put some green onions and ginger slices.

"The old man has a good body, it's really rare. ”

The carpenter drank a bowl of sea, his face was flushed, and the children of the carpenter's family were gathered around Broken Sorrow, he was hungry for a face, holding a porcelain bowl and squatting in front of Broken Sorrow.

"Brother Broken, is the meat ready, didn't you say it will be fine right away?"

This naughty boy blinked with a pair of smart eyes, only four years old, and was already quite good at pestering people.

He was filled with a bowl full of fragrant meat, sprinkled with some chopped green onions, and fed him slowly, while the little one danced around the fire, and the carpenter's wife was smiling and her eyes were soft.

Lake City is located in the middle of the Moon Lake, the winter seems to be particularly long, during the annual festival, the king of Xia is alone in a robe, came to visit, said some marginal words, and soon left.

The south of the city seems to be quiet, or the whole lake city is quiet.

Slowly, he melted into this world, he seemed to forget that he was still an immortal monk, forgot his identity as the sect master of Xuantian Sect, forgot his mission, apprentice, learned to carve jade with the old man every day, ate wontons in the morning, ate cauldron dishes with the carpenter's family at night, smelled the smell of firewood and charcoal, Jindan was silent, the sword qi was hidden, and it seemed to fall into an eternal sleep.

Vaguely, ten cold winters have passed, but the punishment for mission failure has not yet arrived, and the sorrow seems to be unconscious, and it is completely integrated into the current life.

At the beginning, the naughty boy was not much shorter than him, full of vitality, perhaps he heard a lot of stories, and the young man often held a two-foot-long ironwood sword and danced in front of the shop, saying that he wanted to become a chivalrous hero.

The young man's idea is always very simple, he wants to protect his father and mother, protect the grandfather who opened the jade shop, and protect the broken brother who has told him stories since he was a child and often cooked food for him.

The sky is just hazy, and it is late autumn again.

The green shirt looked a little old, and he swept the charcoal crumbs that had been burned last night out of the shop, he seemed to sense something, and raised his eyes to look at the royal court.

His eyes were a little confused, and he suddenly didn't know what this sudden feeling was, but he just had a throbbing in his heart.

He looked at the corner of the jade shop, the kid forgot his "sword" on the ground again, picked up the wooden sword, and suddenly was a little stunned, the wooden sword buzzed and trembled, trembling in his hand, he felt extremely familiar, but he didn't know what to do.

The old man walked out of the room, his body was a little rickety, his eyebrows were white, he was dressed in a coarse white robe, and the mille-feuille shoes under his feet had six or seven patches.

His eyes were a little cloudy, and he chuckled, "There's a lot of excitement to watch." ”

Slightly stunned, he looked out of the shop, many people were heading towards the east of the city, they were hurrying, and the young man ran in and grabbed his arm.

"Brother Broken, let's go, take a look, I heard that at the east gate of the city, there are royal guards who have promulgated the emperor's list. ”

Although the boy is still childish, his physique is excellent, and he is as strong as a little calf, and at this time he dragged his sorrows out of the bunk and ran all the way to the east of the city.

Many people go to the east of the city, the streets are full of some ordinary people, the emperor list is not common, almost only the birthday of the monarch and the empress dowager every year, and the amnesty can only be seen when the world is amnesty, otherwise there is only the imperial examination, generally speaking, if there is no major event in the royal court, the emperor list will not be awarded.

Today's emperor list, there must be something big in the royal court, and who among the many ordinary people is willing to let it go.

Cheng.

The officers and soldiers had already known about this, and they were maintaining order with a solemn face, so that the royal court guards could post the emperor's list and announce the content, but they did not dare to miss a minute, because it was a big crime to kill the head.

The young man pulled the sorrow all the way to the city gate, and at the east gate of the city, the post place was already crowded with people, and I am afraid that the people of the entire lake have gathered here.

"Fengtian carrier, the monarch said. The prince suddenly had a strange illness a few days ago, dozens of imperial doctors in the royal court were helpless, the widow was anxious, and he was afraid that the prince would lose. ”

"Whoever unveils the list to save the prince will be rewarded with a thousand gold, and the marquis of ten thousand households will be sealed;

"Qin this!" Wang Ting's guards turned their backs to the imperial list, held their waist knives, and read out the contents of the imperial list with a solemn and solemn face, their eyes were like electricity, scanning the people in all directions, and no one dared to look at them.

After a while, the guards retracted their gaze, arched their hands, and said: "You are all the people of my royal capital, and now the prince is critically ill and his life is hanging by a thread. ”

After the words fell, the royal court guards waved their hands slightly, led the rest of the guards, and left the crowd together, returning to the royal court to resume their lives.

In the same place, only two officers and soldiers stood on the left and right of the emperor's list, silent.

When the royal court guards left, the surrounding people were in an uproar, pointing and pointing, and there was a lot of noise, some people bragged, some people were worried, some people didn't think so, and some people were eager to try.

However, more than half an hour has passed, but no one dares to come forward to unveil the list.

Time passed slowly, the sun was setting, the population was thinning, and he was always unmoved, at this moment, his eyes were calm, staring at the emperor list in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slowly gave birth to a smile.

The young man turned around, he looked at Duan Chou a few times strangely, and said, "Brother Duan, everyone is leaving, let's go too, do you want to reveal the emperor list?"

Taking a deep breath, he reached out and touched the young man's head, he looked at the emperor and said with a smile: "Why not?"

The old man came, he was leaning over, but his eyes were clear, he stood beside Xuanchou, and the crutches he was holding slowly put down: "It's been ten years." ”

"yes, ten years. ”

Sighing with sorrow, he bowed down and saluted the old man, and said, "The boy is dull, thank my predecessors for giving me an opportunity." ”

"Fate gathers and fate is scattered, there will be a goodbye day, don't let me down. ”

The voice gradually became inaudible, and the last word fell, and the old man had disappeared without a trace.