Chapter 9: Drunken 2
Chu Tian smiled and said, "Forget it, you don't have to answer me." You people fighting for power and I don't want to participate in it at all, I just want to find out who wants to kill me. If you find me, you can escape into the empty door and get away from the world. The last sentence is particularly serious.
Zhixi turned his head to look at Chu Tian and said for a while, this was the first time Zhixi looked at her. The corners of Zhixi's mouth rose slightly: "Really? How can you suddenly see through the red dust? ”
There was a hint of solemnity in Chu Tian's eyes: "I saw through it early in the morning, but I was reluctant to give up this life." It's better to die than to live, although it's not fun to live. Saying that, Chu Tian picked up the wine jug next to him and took a sip, he hadn't drunk for a long time, but he choked on this drink, cough cough, cough twice, and tears rolled in his eyes.
"Haha." Zhixi smiled brightly: "If you can't drink, don't be reckless." Chu Tian glared at him, and he didn't look at her.
Zhixi shook his head and said: "How can it be boring to live, you can swim all over this great river and mountain?" Can you read all the poetry books in the world? Can you enjoy the spring in the world? Zhixi's eyebrows were warm.
Chu said: "It's boring, it's all boring." Do you think it's interesting because of this great rivers and mountains, the world's poetry and books, and the spring in the world? ”
The evening breeze is quiet, wisps of wisps blow across the face, and the tide is still drunk. He took a sip of wine and said, "I was born in the royal family and occupy a high position. Don't live for fun. I live for the Han Kingdom and for the people. The words are conclusive, but the tone is indifferent.
After hearing this, Chu Tian didn't know what to say, Zhixi was indeed not a prince who only coveted glory and wealth and didn't care about the warmth and coldness of the world. If what he said is true, then he becomes the emperor, and the people of the Han Kingdom may be able to live a good life for decades. But can a person really live for others and others, after living for so many years and seeing so many lives and deaths, Chu Tian still can't figure it out.
However, people are inherently different. A sentence of living for the Han Kingdom is faith and shackles. Chu Tian picked up the wine jug and said to him: "I respect you for living for the Han Kingdom." In this world, because of people like you, it is interesting. ”
Zhixi's eyes softened and looked at the darkness in the distance: "I can't afford your sentence." But thank you. Saying that, Zhixi took the wine jug and touched the wine jug raised by Chu Tian, and there was a crisp sound, and then they all took a deep sip.
chatted a few words about the mountains and rivers in spring, the fireworks in the world, and the wine was drunk by them.
"If you sit again, the sky will be bright, rest early, Seventh Prince." Saying that, Chu leaned up and patted the dust on his body, and suddenly thought of something: "Why did you drink all night today?" Chu Tian had momentary doubts, not knowing whether he should tell him about the prince's rebellion. But thinking that he could see the prince at the banquet tomorrow, it is better to make a decision after the banquet.
Zhixi's eyes were foggy, and the warmth on his lips faded: "The old man died on the day." ”
Chu tilted his head for a moment and said, "The old man has gone, and the future is long." ”
The chill on Zhixi's lips gradually receded: "Thank you for accompanying me to drink today." ”
For many years, except for Qiao'er, I have never talked to anyone about life and death. Chu tilted his waist: "No need." With that, he jumped lightly and spun to the ground without much effort. Chu Tian left without looking back, not remembering that Zhixi couldn't drink.
Zhixi watched her disappear from sight.
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At the royal night banquet, the bright red lanterns all the way were hung to Chongyang Gate, and the red color was wrapped around the pavilion and green tiles, and the palace people were in a hurry. In the past, the solemn pavilion that slept in the past is like a beautiful lady who woke up, wearing red ribbons and dancing to celebrate.
At this time, the imperial city is like a pearl of the night, sinking in the pool of blue ponds in Kyoto, shining brightly.