Chen Li smiled faintly: "These nine chains are exquisite, and it is thanks to Miss that I can only see it in my life, and it is a blessing to be able to repair such a delicate object." ”

Jiang Wu took the purse from Chenlian's hand and handed over all the silver in the purse: "Is it okay to use this as a deposit, if it is not enough, I will send it over tomorrow." ”

Chen Li didn't shirk it, and accepted it: "Enough Miss, let's take it in ten days." ”

After Jiang Wu left, Chen Li first carefully placed the wooden box, and then walked inside. He lifted the bamboo curtain, looked at Yu Chen not far away, and said with a smile while coughing: "Let's go and buy the book you didn't buy a few days ago, we have money." The things sold in Chang'an's study are more expensive, but books, more expensive, more expensive. ”

Yu Chen looked at the purse, was silent for a long time, and finally responded to the next 'good'.

*

Afternoon.

The news reached the small courtyard again.

Mo Huai looked at the kitchen, this time, he didn't put it in his sleeve, but directly asked the orange candy to deliver it.

Tangtang didn't know what it was, but he still handed it over: "Childe, the news from outside, Mo Huai asked me to bring it in to Childe." ”

The young man in a snowsuit paused.

Tangtang first lowered his eyes, and when he raised his hand to hand over the small letter, his eyes widened: "Childe, hand, childe, let's go out first...... It's going to be bandaged, childe...... Let's get out first. ”

Xie Yuwan lowered his eyes, did not speak, and took the letter from Tangtang's hand.

The blood stained the thin paper red in an instant, and the young man's hands were stained with water, and the blood spread all the way down the water, and the entire small letter was dyed a faint red.

The young man was dressed in a snow suit, and the blood beads became thin marks.

Just as he didn't care about all the wounds before, he didn't care about the wounds on his hands this time. In the small kitchen, the young man lowered his eyes, looking at the rice, fish, and vegetables beside him.

The fire in the furnace was still burning, and the young man's eyes paused on the paper for a moment, and he washed the blood off his hands with clean water. It's just that this time the blood doesn't seem to be washed away, and as soon as it is washed with water, it overflows again, washes it again, and overflows again.

But in the end, it was washed off, because the blood spilled kept getting less, and the last part was gone.

Tangerine brought gauze and bandaged him, but he didn't stop him and didn't speak.

Qing Shui was at his side, and it seemed that the blood on his hands was also stained. He couldn't tell the dullness in his heart, like a wordless rain, full of sourness.

Chapter 103

For the first time in these days, Mo Huai saw Gongzi out of the kitchen during the day and stopped.

A lamp was lit in the room, and Xie Yuwan sat at the desk.

Books have been added to the room one by one, and behind the young man, the shelves are already piled up. In front of the eyes full of books, the young man sat upright, holding a pen and writing silently.

He didn't bother with the injuries until the blood seeped through the gauze and dripped straight onto the paper.

The young man didn't pay much attention to it, just lowered his eyes and changed a piece of paper.

When Mo Huai pushed open the door, there was a mixture of black and red in front of him.

The black is ink, and the red is blood.

The red wasn't too much, but it spread all the way to the wooden floor along Childe's white snow suit. The hands that were wrapped in gauze were all dyed red.

I don't know when the incense burned in the house, it was Buddha incense, the kind used in temples. Mo Huai didn't say anything, but said softly: "Childe, that side has been cleaned up, and the affairs of the elders have also been clarified, it is indeed as Gongzi said, not the third elder." The events of that year may still be related to the Great Elders. The matter on Shangyang's side is still being investigated, because the manpower has been transferred back to Chang'an, and it was many years ago, so it may be a little slow. ”

The young man replied lightly, and the pen in his hand did not stop.

Mo Huai waited on the sidelines, and in the middle of the night, the candle burned out.

In the darkness, he looked in the direction of Childe, only to see Childe get up, take a new candle and light it. The flames fluttered for a moment, then calmed out.

In this silence, Xie Yuwan said calmly: "It's late at night, go back to sleep." ”

Mo Huai could only turn around and leave.

Behind him, the boy in the snowsuit was still writing his things. The moment Mo Huai closed the door, his breathing stagnated for a moment, and he saw what Gongzi wrote with blood mixed with ink-

It's a sutra.

It's like he's suppressing something.

*

It's desire.

Xie Yuwan wrote all night.

It wasn't until dawn, when Buddhist scriptures were piled up on the desk, that he stopped.

The pen was quietly placed on the pen stand, the young man lowered his eyes, and the cicadas outside were still chirping tirelessly.

*

On the streets of Chang'an, the once bustling Prime Minister's Mansion became an empty mansion overnight.

The people around were unaware, and when they walked by, they talked about the deeds of the prime minister.

"I heard that he was removed from his official position, but the others were not pursued."

"Alas...... It's a pity, this is the youngest prime minister, and there are a few people in this world who have this honor. ”

"And what about this mansion?"

"I don't know, the Son of Heaven said that it was given to the Xie family, even if the prime minister was removed from his official position, he should not take it back. But this matter, since the prime minister was released from prison, there has been no rumor at all. ”

Several people carried the load, and when they passed by, they began to shout the goods in the load.

From time to time, someone in the mansion came out to ask for a call or two, some people bought it, some asked and left. No one noticed the bustle of the 'Prime Minister's Mansion', which had not opened its door for a long time.

Mo Huai looked at the lake in front of him.

A few months ago, Gongzi asked him to fill in this lake, and after transferring those people out of Chang'an last night, Gongzi asked him to dig up this lake again.

.......

Looking at the lake in front of him, Mo Huai didn't say anything, just ordered to go down.

Little by little, the lake was dug up, and after a long time, it finally returned to its former appearance. It's just that the water of the lake is much clearer than before, and you can even see the aquatic plants that have been specially released inside.

"My lord, in a month and a half, the lake will become muddy."

Mo Huai responded.

*

in the Royal Palace.

Xu Yanshi fell down again, he looked at his legs that didn't have the slightest strength, and his eyes were stunned for a long time.

He sat lame on one leg and alone in the main hall.

In front of him were rows and rows of steps, and he seemed to see himself climbing up step by step with difficulty, but halfway up, he still fell.

He only found out that the day of the Yuanshan Temple was ...... If the prime minister is not there, the goddess will die, just like the little eunuch. The broken jade was in the palm of his hand, pressing little by little.

His heart felt as if it had sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Death is not a very distant word.

From the moment he was born into this world, he was accompanied by death. He never saw his mother, who was gone, and his father and brother seemed to have become complete strangers, not even strangers, but wicked.

To his father and brother, he did not look like a living person.

Father and brother can only be a lifeless title for him.

Even because these titles were tainted with royalty, everything became hideous.

He sat on the steps of the main hall, with stairs above and stairs below. Everything resplendent was like a cage, born from all sides, and he could not taste the wind outside the temple in the middle of this golden cage.

At that moment, Xu Yanshi suddenly understood-

Why did he say those words to the young man at the beginning, but the young man did not respond, did not dissuade him, from beginning to end, the young man just looked at him faintly, as if looking at the most ordinary scene in this palace.

Xu Yanshi stood up from the stairs, and his whole body trembled for a moment. Then, dragging his mutilated leg, he stepped step by step towards the heights.

*

It was at dinner that Jiang Yu found that Xie Yuwan hadn't come to see her for a long time.

The girl lowered her eyes and couldn't help but take a bite lightly, and the lotus seed immediately became half short. The sweet taste spread in her lips, and Jiang Wu used up the remaining half.

She ate them one by one, and suddenly her eyebrows furrowed.

“...... It's bitter. ”

Chen Lian was stunned, stepped forward to pick up one, broke open the white and tender meat, and saw that the core inside the lotus seed was already pure cyan, and couldn't help laughing: "Miss is about to spit it out, it should be that the lotus core is ripe." ”

Jiang Wu didn't spit it out, but swallowed the tea. She lowered her eyes, in fact, it was only two or three days. But...... She just seems to feel a little long.

He would have come to see her before.

The light of dusk came in, and the girl used up the porridge in the bowl, and found an excuse that was not wrong in any way: "Morning lotus, the lotus seeds just now are too bitter, I want to eat sugar." But have I run out of sugar? ”

Chen Lian didn't think much about it, and bent her eyes and said, "That slave will go and buy it for Miss." ”

*

In the end, naturally I didn't buy it, because Jiang Wu smiled and said, "I want to eat orange candy."

After applying the medicine for Chenlian, Jiang Wu went out.

Although the guards shouldn't be able to stop her, in order to avoid trouble, Jiang Wu still asked Chenlian to take her directly over the wall. They walked a little way and happened to come across a night market.

Jiang Wu hadn't seen it too much before, and she fell in love with the sugar man in front of an old man's stall at a glance.

It's lovely!

She walked over, and there was still someone in front of the old man's stall.

Jiang Wu waited quietly, during which she heard the girl in front of her say to the old man: "Uncle, this fairy carving is really like, can you be a lover for me?" Well, just follow him. ”

The girl gestured to the guard beside her.

For a moment, Jiang Wu's eyes were stunned for a moment, and she was a little at a loss. Nowadays, the people are open, but it seems to be ...... Nor is it so open. She didn't look much and was a little farther away, but she could still hear the voice of the guard in front of her.

The guard's voice was very cold, and there was some helplessness: "Miss." ”

The girl shook her head: "I want it, you are a young lady, I am a young lady, pay the silver." ”