Chapter 8: The Patio
Li Yuanhao put on a double knife, tied Huang Chunfeng's broken sword, opened the door of the Qianqing Palace, and suddenly felt shocked, I don't know when, the little palace maid Xuan'er was standing outside.
Xuan'er lowered her head, didn't look up, as if she didn't see His Majesty the Emperor, stared at a foot in front of her, and said in a low voice: "Manager Zhao said that it is too dangerous for Your Majesty to go out of the palace, and it is easy to expose your whereabouts, Your Majesty still remembers that there is a secret passage to the outside of the palace? Your Majesty can go out of the palace through the secret passage, and the affairs in the palace, there is a search for the chief manager and Yu Qing, you can buy three days for Your Majesty, and after three days, it will depend on Your Majesty himself." ”
After speaking, the little palace maid stepped on small steps and left, leaving two long footprints in the snow, which were instantly covered with snow and disappeared, as if the little palace maid had never been to the Qianqing Palace at all.
Li Yuanhao smiled, there is indeed a secret passage leading to the outside of the palace, which was dug by Wu Qingyuan and used to rescue His Majesty from escaping, but the secret passage did not work, Wu Qingyuan was fascinated by His Majesty the Emperor, so there was that earth-shattering killing.
Retreating to the Qianqing Palace, Li Yuanhao pondered for a moment, moved the box under the bed, and slipped into the secret passage like a swimming fish, the secret passage was very narrow and dark, just enough for one person to crawl slowly, Li Yuanhao groped his way forward in it, and kept saying to himself: "Xiuce, wait for me, I will definitely rescue you." ”
I don't know how long it took, Li Yuanhao saw a glimmer of light at the end of the secret passage, and when she got closer, she found that the secret passage had reached the end, bent upward, a patio, and the light shone in from the patio, pulling the rope that fell down, Li Yuanhao climbed up, quietly revealing a head, just one glance, she unconsciously slid down three inches, submerging herself into the patio.
This patio is located in the Wu Mansion, to be precise, it is located in the house in the house, not far away is a stable, there is only one horse in the stable, it is the night jade lion that Li Yuanhao gave to Wu Qingyuan, the name is Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao is covered with a meadow, used for heating, there is no second horse in the world with such treatment.
At this time, Wu Qingyuan was holding a kerosene lamp, thin and straight, standing in front of Lao Zhao, stroking Lao Zhao's shiny fur with one hand, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was nostalgic for memories. In two years, he doesn't seem to have changed a little, but it seems to have changed a lot, he is still the same Wu Gongzi as before, he has no shelf, he is easy-going, he has a good temper, he is happy to see anyone, and at the same time, he has also become serious, renewed his beard, pays attention to clothing, and seems to have the style of being an official in the court.
The "Guide to Scolding People in the World" was thrown away by him in Java, and he spread it on the "Kyushu Geography Miscellaneous" wholeheartedly, and his desk in Wenyuan Pavilion was the most tidy, and every day he went the earliest and came back the latest, and often did not return all night, and devoted himself to official business. Every time the Lord Zhongtang came to Wenyuan Pavilion, Wu Qingyuan, as the chief compiler, would always stand in the front row, raise his arms and shout: "Bow to the best, although you will die, you will not regret it!" Except for the occasional standing in Wenyuan Pavilion and looking at the Qianqing Palace in the palace, the chief compiler Wu has no other hobbies.
"Lao Zhao, it's been two years, it's been two years, Your Majesty is becoming less and less like Your Majesty, it seems that he has changed a person, and he has forgotten all about certain things, hey!" With a long sigh, Wu Qingyuan hung the kerosene lamp aside, picked up the shovel to clean up Lao Zhao's excrement, and shoveled it into the dung basket, which could fertilize the old man's pear tree, which was regarded as a treasure.
Lao Zhao snorted, spewed clouds and mist, lowered his head and nibbled on a mouthful of hay, hey, this guy started chattering like an old woman again, what do you have to say to your daughter-in-law.
"Virtue, Childe, I'm chatting with you as a brute, I look up to you, look at your arrogant appearance, and I'm quite unwilling. With his hands on the handle of the shovel, Wu Qingyuan touched his well-ironed beard with his index finger and the finger of his eldest mother: "To tell you the truth, during this period of time, I always recall the days of exile for three years. Three years is not short, it is not long, every time I see the beautiful scenery and eat food, I want to bring some to His Majesty, along the way, dozens of times large and small escaped from death, the idea of living is very strong, and now if you go again, without this heart, most of you will die on the road. ”
Lao Zhao turned his head, he really didn't want to listen to him anymore, he was annoyed.
"Lao Zhao, it's not strange that you say it, the brothers from Phoenix Mountain came to Tai'an City the year before last, and they mentioned to me the Li Qingyuan who appeared in Phoenix Mountain, I think that His Majesty in the palace is fake, and that Li Qingyuan is the real Majesty. Wu Qingyuan sneered: "However, that is simply impossible, Your Majesty has been in the palace all the time, how can it appear in the Qinhuai River?"
"Lao Zhao, I'm not afraid of your jokes, Your Majesty is a man, and I, Wu Qingyuan, am also a man, but sometimes, when I see Your Majesty, I actually have a feeling of heartbeat, when this feeling first appears, it is really annoying and disliked, I Wu Qingyuan is a three-foot man, with an iron backbone, how can I be tempted by another man, and then I slowly get used to it, and I don't feel like it anymore, and now when I see Your Majesty again, that feeling is no more. Hey, Lao Zhao, I don't have any ideas now, I just hope that one day, Your Majesty can ride you to see the scenery of the world, I have no regrets even if I die, by the way, don't forget to tell Your Majesty about the three years you and I have experienced on the road, I Wu Qingyuan is thinking about him all the time, thinking of him. The old man always said that I was in my twilight years, he was a bad old man who knew something, this is called deep affection, and the saddest thing is to die of heart, hahaha, don't say it, and I will be pretended to death by myself. ”
As he spoke, Wu Qingyuan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he took out a colored shell in his arms, he picked up two shells on the coast of the East China Sea, one was given to Li Yuanhao, and the other he kept.
"Qingyuan, it's snowing heavily outside, hurry up and go back to the house. A bright and pretty appeared in front of the main entrance, Yuqing supported her waist with one hand, and her lower abdomen was slightly raised.
Wu Qingyuan hurriedly hid the colored shells, grabbed a broom casually, and swept the snow twice: "Here, here, the first snow of the year, too thick to clean!"
Before running to the main gate, Wu Qingyuan stretched out his hand to support Yuqing, his body was eight inches apart, leaving enough clearance, and he respected each other like a guest: "I have said it many times, you are pregnant, don't run around, it's cold outside, if you have three long and two short, the old man won't split me alive." ”
Lord Zhongtang will split you? What about yourself? Will you blame yourself and be annoyed? Yuqing thought so in her heart, but she was complaining, like an ordinary woman who counted her husband down: "You have been out for too long, enough to go to the palace, I don't worry, come out and see what you are doing?"
She leaned towards her husband, hoping to get a little warmth on this cold and snowy day, Wu Qingyuan dodged outside without a trace, eight inches away, no more, no less.
Respect each other like a guest, arrive, respect each other like ice.
Gradually walking away, Wu Qingyuan's heart suddenly rose an inexplicable feeling, suddenly turned his head, looked at the stable dry well, frowned, he seemed to see something, but his eyes were white, nothing, he shook his head, turned his head and left.