So the next night, Douxi hid the official suitcase in the bucket of water in the palace and brought it in.

In the middle of the night, the lights of the East Palace dormitory are like beans.

Douxi tiptoed the box in, opened it, and there were dozens of picture scrolls, which were huge, and Zhao Xixing smacked his tongue on the side.

"How much?"

"This is your Highness, you don't know. All kinds of genres, all kinds of postures, all kinds of mysteries, tsk, the entire Shengjing Xiaoqi book, the minions have all bought. ”

Douxi smiled triumphantly.

Zhao Xixing was embarrassed.

Genre, posture, mystery, if others don't know the truth and think it's martial arts, it's going to be a martial arts conference, but this thing is just a fight, and I want to have something in common with martial arts.

"Your Highness, don't worry, no one has seen the slave all the way, no one knows, this box of picture books, you look slowly, it is enough to see the second girl return to Beijing, and when the time comes, ......" Douxi's face was about to laugh, "Hehe, it's a mule or a horse, take it out and slip away." ”

"What a mule's horse! Dare to talk nonsense again, Zhu'er Nine Clans! Get lost! ”

Zhao Xixing's face became more and more unbearable, and he directly kicked Douxi out of the dormitory, slammed the door, and the accelerated heartbeat gradually calmed down.

He tiptoed to the window, and looked at the situation outside through the green screen, tonight the palace people were all retreated, and Long Xiangwei was also driven to the garden, and Douxi, who was kicked out, did not dare to leave, so he stood on the white jade steps, if there was any command in the hall, he could serve immediately.

"Good." Zhao Xixing secretly said to himself.

He had already changed his bedtime, and it was customary to go to bed, and as long as he was not summoned, no one would know what he was doing in the temple, indeed, very well.

Zhao Xixing made sure that the doors and windows were closed again, so he grabbed two or three books from the official suitcase, and a carp jumped on the couch, caged cotton wool brocade, and read it at night.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise outside the window.

The voice was not loud, but the man trembled all over, hurriedly stuffed the picture book under the pillow, rushed to the window in two or three steps, and saw that it was Douxi who sneezed in the autumn night.

"Presumptuous minions! Sneeze away! What a crime to be guilty of disturbing the peace of the temple! ”

Zhao Xixing covered his frightened heart, irritable and angry at the beans outside the window.

Dou Xi even forgave his sins, and stood three feet away from the palace, but he couldn't stop muttering in his heart, although the saint was strict, he had never been so unkind, sneezed, as for being angry.

Zhao Xixing sat back on the couch, this time he lowered the curtains, and all of them hung down, like water curtain holes, even if someone suddenly broke in, he couldn't see what he was doing on the couch.

Yes, no one knows why the crown prince's lamp is still on in the middle of the night. is so picky and night-reading, diligent and erudite, and has made a name for himself in the palace.

Douxi, who stayed outside the temple every night, secretly complained bitterly. Because the crown prince always passes water, he does not drink hot tea in November, but drinks cold water, ice soaked in cold water.

Passed on from trip to time, the frequency was terrifying, Douxi couldn't help but reprimand the imperial dining room several times, put less salt in dinner, and look at His Highness's thirst!

The civil and military officials were surprised, every morning when discussing politics, the eyes of the East Palace were blackened, but the spirit was very good, and the two eyes were shining and radiant.

So the imperial medical institute was also trained, saying that the jade body of the East Palace was sick and negligent in his duties, and the imperial doctor was fined for half a year, and there was no place to call him.

On a November night, in early winter, the weather was freezing cold, and the north wind was whistling and the windows were rushing.

A wonton picker not far from the forbidden military camp of the Imperial Palace has not yet closed, and the people who patronize it are the forbidden soldiers who are on duty at night, eating a bowl of supper, and the lights are like beans in the long night.

General Yao Xuan of Yulin Wei picked up a seat and sat down, watched Chen Su push a bowl of hot wontons over, and raised his eyebrows: "Chen Su, why do you always invite me to eat wontons?" You're not poor like this, are you? How about double cooked beef? ”

Chen Su peeled the garlic cloves and said lightly: "Cooked beef, pay for it yourself." ”

Yao Yu couldn't cry or laugh: "I will pay, I will pay!" I'm inviting you for beef! It's all from the same village, as for it! ”

He then greeted the shopkeeper, added vegetables, and when a plate of sauce-flavored beef was cut, Chen Su also peeled the garlic cloves and put them next to Yao Xu's plate: "Auntie's sauce meat is the best, and no matter how good it is outside, it can't be compared." ”

Yao Xuan's chopsticks holding the meat stagnated, and his eyebrows and eyes darkened slightly.

The eldest lady is Yao Xuan's mother.

Chen Su's real name is Yao Su, and Yao Su and Yao Su are both from Yaojia Village. The two families lived close to each other and were neighbors, and Yao Su called Yao Su's mother as a child.

At that time, it was already the year of the Eastern Weekend, the people's livelihood was withering, and the wind and rain were coming.

Yao Su's family is a butcher, Yao Su's family is a farmer, life is barely passable, and it is a luxury to eat meat.

The eldest lady slaughtered a cow of her own every year, made fragrant sauce beef, cut it into thin slices, and divided it into two plates, one plate for Yao Xu, and the other plate knocked on the neighbor's door and served it to Yao Su.

"The baby is hungry! Lady's new meat, come, taste! Eat well and grow strong! ”

Yao Su's parents were still alive at the time, and they were always embarrassed to drag Yao Su, whose eyes were glowing green, back, but in the end, it was usually the eldest lady who put the beef directly on the grinding table at the door, turned around and ran.

A few days later, Yao Su's parents would bring a bag of fresh millet and knock on Yao Su's door: "You're welcome! It's all neighbors, holding it! Cook some thick porridge for Xiao Yu! ”

Yes, the two of them are the kind of neighbors who will serve good dishes to and fro.

Later, year after year, the famine was repeated, and like this land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Yaojia Village ushered in the end.

Five or six-year-old Yao Xuan and Yao Su still don't know much about it, crying and crying out for hunger when they grow up, so hungry that they eat all the bark and grass stems, and they are so hungry that they can't get off the bed.

Finally, the yellow-faced and thin-skinned lady brought the sauce beef again, two plates, one for her own baby, and one plate knocked on the neighbor's door.

Finally, the skinny Yao Su Niang got millet out of nowhere, two bags, one for her own baby, and one bag knocked on the neighbor's door.

Many years later, the two babies learned that the sauce beef was human flesh, Yao Yu's parents died of pain, millet was picked from between their teeth, and Yao Su's parents starved to death.

Then the two babies entered Shengjing and begged for food among the homeless people, one was appreciated by Zhao Yin and became a military general, and the other was deceived into Chen's mansion, which opened half a life of absurdity.

……

A life with a starting point leads to different forks in the road, and neither the sins nor the light of this world have redeemed their eyes.

……

"So many years have passed." Yao Kuo stuffed the beef into his mouth, it was supposed to be fragrant, but now he only felt astringent when he chewed it, "Chen Su, or Yao Su, why do you want to follow the traitorous party?" Isn't the world of the Zhao family very good, the children can afford to eat and eat meat, and there will be no another Yaojia Village. ”

Chen Su buried his head in eating half a bowl of wontons, and grinned mockingly: "Why do you think the rebel parties in the south got together?" For the sake of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, for the sake of the Emperor Mourning? There are also such people, but there are very few, and more people are bound by personal hatred, grievances, and power, and they have to fight for it back after the vicissitudes of life, isn't it that obsession. ”

Yao was silent.

Chen Su seemed to smile tiredly: "The family and country are already safe, why bother to make waves again, everyone understands these big truths." But how many people can really do it? Not everyone is a sage, let alone everyone, can let go of themselves. ”

Yao Hong's heart trembled violently, and it was a dull pain.

He is not qualified to judge the traitors, because wherever they are traitors, they are prisoners who can't cross those hurdles and are trapped in dreams.

Chen Su turned his head to look at Yao Xuan, his eyes were calm, like night: "So...... The matter of the history of Shonan, continue to ask you, I want the identity of the four people of Jixiangpu to burst out, causing chaos in the hearts of the people. ”

"I've always instructed people to help the trouble, and I guess the above is aware of it. You're just listening to it, and the gossip has been hot. Yao Xuan exhaled a breath of turbidity and said in a deep voice, "The history of Xiangnanye is fake, and it is really going to collapse, soon." ”

Chen Su smiled ethereally: "...... Why are you helping me? General Yu Linwei, you and I are not on the same side at all. ”

Yao Hong shook his head, nodded again, and smiled coldly: "You're right...... People are not saints, and not everyone can cross those hurdles. I hate Emperor Mourning and Empress De, and I want them to atone for Yaojia Village. ”

Chen Su's eyes flashed, and he put a straw windmill on the dining table, and arched his hand: "It's the New Year, please visit the early years." ”

It is a very ordinary, cheap, marketable, straw windmill for ordinary children to play.

Yao Kun was in a dream at that moment.

Yaojia Village used to have a very beautiful wheat field, but in autumn, it was golden and yellow, and the wind rustled through the wind, and the waves swept to the sky.

The children of the village butchers and farmers, one named Yao Su and the other Yao Xuan, would weave windmills with straw and run high through the golden wheat fields.

The two children chased, laughing, and their figures loomed in the wheat waves, and the cries of the two mothers could be heard in the distance.

"Su Baby! Xiao Xuan! Came back for dinner!

……

It is really the most beautiful scenery in the world.