Chapter 601: Can a slap fan go to old grudges?

Li Xian still doesn't like to take a boat, although the Yanyun giant ship is stable enough when it sails, even if it is full of tea, it will not shake out a drop, and in this giant ship, whether it is the bedroom, living room or study, it is extremely luxuriously decorated, and it looks like it is not inferior to the palace of the Great Sui Emperor. But Li Xian just doesn't fit in, maybe he doesn't like it.

After the big ship docked, the first thing Li Xian ordered people to do was to set up a tent on the shore. Then this lord, who didn't know how to enjoy it in Xie Yingdeng's eyes, made it extremely difficult and laborious to move the books and even the tables, chairs and benches in the big ship's study to the tent. The reason is extremely simple, because Li Xian likes to read books and doesn't like big ships, so he is naturally even more lazy to board the ship again and again to pick up books to read.

The tents were so full that there were few places to stay. The dignified anti-king all the way, His Royal Highness King Yan, who has a noble status, eats, sleeps and reads in this somewhat cramped space, and looks like his face is full of comfort. And I have to say that even though Li Xian is not the one who is rich in the world, and his wealth has already reached an astonishing level, he is still very picky, of course, this is for himself and not for his generals.

Speaking of which, no one would believe that Li Xian would never let people pour out the leftover meals from the previous meal. Usually, his dinner is to heat up the leftover dishes from noon, and even Qing Kite and Huang Luan still feel a little ashamed of this habit after following Li Xian for so long.

Every time they watched Li Xian eat those leftovers with surprised eyes, Li Xian didn't care at all. But I don't know what's wrong today, when the two of them couldn't help but persuade Li Xian not to be so frugal, Li Xian explained to them why he had this habit.

"You two were miserable when you were young, but that's life, not life. You may not have experienced the harsh winter, you can't eat for a few days and nights, and you are so hungry that you want to gnaw on the bark, and then suddenly find that there is a piece of cold and hard steamed buns left over from more than ten days ago in your backpack, what kind of excitement is that? Even if the steamed bun is like a stone, if you throw it out with more strength, even if you can't kill someone, you can smash a bag on your head, but there is no doubt that it is food. ”

"When people respect food, they respect their own lives."

Li Xian didn't say anything after saying this, Qing Kite and Huang Luan still don't understand, what does respecting food have to do with eating leftovers? At that time, the lord was no longer miserable, but now he doesn't have to live a hard life anymore. Don't say that now that you are the king of Yan, even the people with wealthier families will pour out those leftovers and feed them to chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs.

Li Xian finished reading the scroll in his hand while eating, and then patted his stomach with satisfaction. Seeing that Qing Kite and Huang Luan were still surprised, he smiled and said, "The reason why I did this, you can understand that it is to remind me not to forget my roots. I used to be just a pony thief who died to the ends of the earth, and the reason why I didn't die was not because I had expensive or cheap blood in my bones, but because I was careful and ruthless enough, and there were many brothers and uncles who took care of me and protected me. ”

"Now you may think that my identity is very different, but in my own eyes I am still a horse thief, at best...... It's just a horse thief who is a bit of a mess. ”

"Some people fight to get rid of their own identity and seek a higher and better identity worthy of boasting and showing off. But if you forget who you used to be after you really succeed, then the end of your life is almost a foregone conclusion. ”

Li Xian stood up, put on a black mink coat and said as he walked out: "I must always be awake, so I must always remind myself." ”

Qing Kite and Huang Luan still don't understand, what does this have to do with eating leftovers?

They didn't understand, but Li Xian obviously wouldn't say anything more.

After leaving the big tent, Li Xian looked at the bright stars in the sky and breathed a long sigh of relief, and then burped very uncharacteristically, and the remaining half of the drunken duck at noon was eaten by him at night. The smell coming out of his stomach was a little annoying, but Li Xian didn't seem to care at all.

"I'm just a horse thief......"

He whispered, then walked slowly to the tent that had just been erected not far away. At the door of the tent was a horse-drawn carriage, black, belonging to the military guards. There was a woman standing next to the carriage, and it was rare that she was wearing a long lilac dress today, outlining a slender waist and round-buttocks that were attractive enough, and she looked particularly touching on this cold spring night.

She looked at Li Xian with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Beside her stood an old man already shaped like a dead wood, his face covered with ravines like mud whipped by wicker, yellow and desolate. This man was old enough that he looked strange under the stars in the night. His figure is very thin, and he is still slumped, if he walks alone under the moon, he may really be considered a yellow-skinned man who has become a victim of evil.

He's not a demon, but he's done evil.

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When the old man, who was shaped like a dead wood, saw Li Xian walking slowly, he glanced sideways at Ye Huaichong. Ye Huaisleeve nodded slowly, and the old man immediately became excited. It was an irrepressible excitement that made his body tremble. He subconsciously walked over to Li Xian, and then stretched out his hands that were shaking like chicken paws.

But then he realized what it means to be deeply disappointed.

Li Xian didn't catch those hands, didn't even look at him more, to be precise, he didn't look at him, as if this old man who harbored a big secret in his body had no relationship with him. He brushed the old man's body and walked over, walked to Ye Huaisleeve's side, and asked in a gentle tone, "Is this journey still hard?" ”

Ye Huaisleeve shook his head with a smile, and then replied in a low voice: "There is not much I can do for you now, so I don't have to work hard." ”

Li Xian smiled and said: "Didn't I let people tell you, if you arrive too late today, you will go to the big boat to rest, and you will come to see me tomorrow, but you have to let people set up a tent here." ”

Ye Huaisleeve said: "I don't know what's wrong, I, a person born in Jiangnan, can't get used to the boat now, even if the big boat is big, wide and stable, I feel a little panicked and worried, and I only feel more reliable when I step on the ground with two feet." Now that it's already there, I don't want to spend the night on the ship anymore. ”

"Then you don't have to set up another tent."

Li Xian said in a low voice.

Ye Huai's sleeve blushed, glanced at the old man not far away, and said in a lower voice: "Old Zhen is really too old, and he can't sit on the boat." Since Zhuojun got on the boat after entering the customs, he would vomit every day, I really don't know how he survived at such an age, I was going to go by land again, but he insisted on taking the water route...... Because the waterways are faster. ”

"He's in a hurry?"

Li Xian asked.

Ye Huaisleeve nodded and said, "He's in a hurry." ”

Li Xian shook his head slowly, and said in a flat tone: "I'm not in a hurry...... I've been waiting for twenty years, so why rush. And even now I'm still a little resistant, and I don't want to see him. ”

"But I have to."

After saying this, Li Xian walked into the tent that had just been erected, Ye Huaisleeve turned to look at Lao Zhen, who shook his head with a wry smile and muttered in a low voice: "He hates me." ”

Ye Huai Sleeve hesitated for a moment, and then comforted softly: "Go in, the lord has no murderous aura on him today." ”

Not murderous?

Lao Zhen's eyes lit up for a moment, and then dimmed again: "But his eyes are still as cold as a knife, even if he is not murderous, he can cut people's hearts." ”

Ye Huaisleeve shook his head slowly and said, "Do you still want to let the lord greet you with tears?" Speaking of which...... I already feel content for you, if it weren't for the fact that the lord still remembered some of your flashes of kindness back then, I was afraid that in the old mansion of the Li family in Longyou, you would have become a charred corpse. Speaking of which, the only people around the lord who know about this matter are me and Xiao Di, so I can tell you...... You don't understand the suffering of your lord, so don't use your worthless suffering as a bargaining chip to win sympathy, mercy and forgiveness. ”

This was a bit vicious, but Lao Zhen obviously understood. He nodded solemnly, and then said thank you to Ye Huaisleeve.

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No hot tea, no cold wine.

The atmosphere in the room is quiet and a little weird, so even if Lao Zhen can't help but sigh a little when he talks about emotion, it gives people the feeling that the big tent is very quiet, because the listener is quiet and calm to the extreme. That past incident came out of Lao Zhen's mouth, and it didn't seem to stir up a trace of waves in Li Xian's heart.

He just listened quietly, as if Lao Zhen was telling a story that had nothing to do with him. This kind of story abounds in this troubled and turbulent era, as long as you encounter a group of refugees, you can hear countless such stories, and each one is heart-wrenching. But other people's pain is someone else's after all, and a moment of sadness is only temporary. When the story involves himself, I'm afraid that few people can be as indifferent as Li Xian.

Ye Huaisleeve was originally going out, but Li Xian shook his head and motioned for him to stay.

"Someone has to be by my side to witness this."

Since entering the big tent, Li Xian only said this sentence, and then never spoke again. Ye Huaisleeve stood quietly beside Li Xian, and when she heard the woman who hit the wall and died, the child who was abandoned in front of the door of Wuyan Nunnery, and the child who was buried in the frozen soil, her heart was already like turning over the river and the sea. She subconsciously looked at Li Xian, but he didn't seem to have changed, and the meaning of that expression seemed to be not interested in the story.

But when she looked away, she still found that a trace of pain flashed in Li Xian's eyes.

"That day, Tang Gong asked me to do that, and I felt a little unconvinced...... Although Xueqi is just a maid with no name, is the child she gave birth to not Tang Gong's flesh and blood? Xueqi was brought into the Li Mansion by her wife, originally the lady was sorry for her to sell herself to bury her father, so she bought it into the mansion to be a maid, who would have thought that it was the lady who saved her, but it was the lady who forced her to die? ”

He may still be living in remembrance, so Li Yuan has always been addressed to Tang Gong instead of His Majesty. Seeming to be a little thirsty, Lao Zhen pursed his lips and continued: "On that day, the Duke of Youguo, the general of the Right Xiaowei, Li Hun's family, committed a crime, and the reporter said that the blood in the Mansion of the Duke of Yu Guo flowed out along the crack in the door...... Tang Gong's face changed color when he heard this, and he locked himself in the study that night and didn't come out all night. ”

"Early the next morning, Tang Gong looked for me. Let me send one of the two little sons to the gate of the house and bury it, and throw the other at the door of the little nunnery. It snowed heavily that morning, and I remember that day my wife fell by the door and cried and wailed, but Xueqi was just stupid and stood there without crying or making trouble, as if she had no soul. ”

"I did it."

Lao Zhen raised his head and looked at Li Xian and said, "I just didn't expect that there would be a day when I could tell the truth." To be honest, I haven't figured it out until now, why didn't Tang Gong kill me? ”

"Finished?"

Li Xian stood up and looked at him and asked three words.

"That's it."

Lao Zhen nodded, and couldn't help but carefully look at the handsome young man in front of him.

Syllable!

Very abruptly, Li Xian suddenly raised his hand and gave Lao Zhen a very loud slap. The strength of this blow was really not small, and he immediately knocked Lao Zhen to the ground, the corners of his mouth were broken, and blood flowed down the cracked opening. Lao Zhen sat up with difficulty, and looked at Li Xian with sadness and despair in his eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "If you can explain this matter today, you will have no regrets in dying." ”

Li Xian slapped him, but turned around and walked outside the big tent. When he walked to the door, he suddenly paused, did not look back, and said in a flat voice: "Lone has never provided for you, but Lone will send you to the end...... When you die, you will be buried. ”