If you do nothing, you will be great

In the evening, Chang'an has begun to be lively.

Chongrenfang is as quiet as ever, after all, most of the officials live here, between the red bricks and green tiles, shouting, maybe it will surprise which nobleman, when the time comes, he can't eat, and he can't go around.

The little boy put on a black robe, and the smell came from the kitchen, he was a little hesitant, and his stomach was growling, but tonight's Wenqu Xing had changed, and Grandpa didn't want to say anything, so he didn't bother to ask, so he could only go out and take a look by himself. He knew that Chai Xintong had a lot to do with that Zhongyi Hou, so he wanted to go to the Zhongyi Hou Mansion to have a look.

Zhongyi Houfu is the same as Jin Wangfu, living in Buzheng Fang, Chongren Fang and Buzheng Fang are separated by an imperial city, he wants to go to Zhongyi Houfu, he needs to pass through many Fang City, go around, to arrive.

But after a while, when night fell, only a few markets such as Pingkangfang were lively, and the rest of the markets were quiet.

This is a bit difficult and dangerous for a young child.

Although there are guards patrolling the cities at night, Chang'an is so big, it takes a few hours to go around the small half circle, if you meet some people with bad eyes, it only takes a few breaths to catch a kindergarten child.

Yuan Xingchen thought about it and gritted his teeth, although he didn't know the specific location of the Zhongyi Mansion, but if he asked later, he would always be able to ask.

He glanced into the kitchen and heard the sound of iron pots and spatulas clattering against each other.

Finally, with a long sigh and a bit of an old-fashioned look, he still walked towards the door.

"Wait, we'll go back after dinner. ”

Yuan Xingchen turned around and stared straight at Yuan Tian.

"Wenqu Xing has something wrong, when Mr. Xiao went with you, you must have seen it in your eyes, but you came back without saying a word!"

"Some things are not simple. ”

Yuan Xingchen snorted coldly, and at this time, the aunt and housekeeper in the kitchen had already served the dishes, steaming hot, and the fragrance went straight to his nose.

Looking at Yuan Xingchen, who was stubbornly standing in place, Yuan Tian said lightly: "Eat first, I will also ask you for a favor!"

"Don't help!"

Yuan Xingchen said coldly.

Yuan Tian was not annoyed and narrowed his eyes.

"It's the same virtue as your father, is it that people who have cultivated that thing have the same temper, the same smell!"

Yuan Xingchen didn't speak, looked at his grandfather, turned around, and faced the door.

He had only taken two steps when he heard a voice behind him: "If I ask you for a favor, what about Wenqu Xing!" Yuan Xingchen ignored his grandfather and reached out to close the door.

"The avenue is fifty, and one of them is gone, and the number of Tianyan is seventy-seven. The number of seven or seven contains a fixed number and numerology, and there is no escape from what should be in the fate, but this fixed number numerology is invisible, to put it bluntly, it is fate and fate, and these things have not changed! The direction of the gossip and the stars is fixed, and the observation and calculation are changing, but the result is unchanged. But there is only one of them, useless is of great use, it is even more ethereal, it is the only variable in numerology and certainty. ”

Yuan Xingchen stopped, this is the most basic knowledge they know in both stargazing and calculation.

"This is Avenue 50, and there is always a glimmer of life. ”

"What the hell do you want to say?" asked Yuan Xingchen, his face always with maturity and calmness that did not match his age.

Yuan Tian's face flushed abnormally, covered his mouth, and coughed lightly.

Yuan Xingchen's stomach screamed out of place, he walked back to the hall with a gloomy face, found a stool, jumped up and sat down, quietly picked up the dishes and chopsticks that had been prepared, and ate with his head buried in his mouth.

Yuan Tian smiled and also ate.

Yuan Xingchen finished gulping, and then sat quietly, waiting for his grandfather.

Yuan Tian put down the dishes and chopsticks, knowing what his grandson was waiting for.

"You help me go and have a word with Zhongyihou, a little eunuch seems to have touched Mr. Chai Xiao, and no one else has touched Mr. Chai Xiao since then. ”

Yuan Xingchen's face was full of solemnity, and he asked slowly, "Is this 'one'?"

Yuan Tian didn't answer, and kept coughing.

Yuan Xingchen didn't care about Yuan Tian, jumped off the stool, and faced the door.

The moment he took the first step, he said lightly: "When you're old, don't use those things that require vitality, and have a good life for a few more days." ”

After finishing speaking, the little figure did not stop and walked out of the gate.

Yuan Tian kept coughing, but his face was full of smiles, and he was as happy as a child.

When the housekeeper saw that his old man was so happy, he asked, "Master, why are you so happy?"

Yuan Tian pointed to Yuan Xingchen's back and said, "Fu Bo, that stinky boy was just caring about me?"

Fauber nodded.

"For the first time since his father is gone, this stinky boy cares about me, do you think it's worth being happy?"

Fu Bo didn't want to sweep away the master's interest, so he nodded and said, "It's worth it." ”

Turning around, he sighed to himself.

......

Yuan Xingchen was a little timid, he rarely talked to people, let alone asked for directions, for him, it took great courage to ask a word to passers-by.

Every time he walked in front of a stranger, the sentence "How to get to the Loyal Mansion?" would be blocked in his throat, and his heart would be lifted, thumping, and he couldn't say anything.

A few passers-by saw him and knew that he needed help, but the child in the black robe didn't say anything, and they could only touch their heads, and they couldn't help.

The aunt who sold noodles saw this strange little boy, she walked in front of Yuan Xingchen, squatted down, and Yuan Xingchen took half a step back.

"Don't be afraid, little friend, can't you find your way back?" the aunt's voice was extremely soft, with a hint of love.

Yuan Xingchen kept nodding like a chicken pecking rice, as if he had been granted amnesty.

The aunt looked at the little child who didn't speak, and then asked, "Then where is your home?"

Yuan Xingchen plucked up his courage.

"Loyalty...... Loyal and righteous marquis ......" He was so nervous that he could only say these three words.

"Is it the Mansion of the Marquis of Zhongyi?"

Yuan Xingchen nodded again.

"Then I can't help you, I only heard that this Zhongyi Marquis Mansion is in Buzheng Fang, but it is the place where dignitaries and princes live, and I haven't been there. She spread her hands a little helplessly.

Yuan Xingchen was also a little disappointed, he didn't know how much courage it took to say so many words to strangers, but it turned out to be useless.

"However, I know how to get there, I haven't been in, you should be able to find it when you get to Buzheng Fang, right?"

Yuan Xingchen's eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope, shiny and a little cute.

The aunt showed him the way, Yuan Xingchen quickly remembered it in his heart, and wanted to thank the aunt, but he couldn't say it, and the "thank you" was blocked in his mouth.

"Shy little boy. The aunt smiled, and the urging of the diners came from behind her, and the aunt answered and said, "I know, hurry up!" and turned back to the noodle stall.

Yuan Xingchen glanced at the aunt gratefully, and walked in the direction she pointed.

The road gradually became less crowded, and soon, he saw the tall archway, under which there were two big lions, glaring angrily, like copper bells, baring their teeth, and their manes rising upward, looking mighty.

Yuan Xingchen didn't notice the two dead objects, and looked at the three gilded characters on the archway.

"Buzheng Fang. ”

Bu Zhengfang was quieter, and occasionally the wind blew by the ears, and a few birds opened their eyes, with sleepiness, spread their wings, and changed places to rest.

Yuan Xingchen walked around the huge Buzheng Fang alone, he couldn't see anyone, he sighed, and could only look at the sky.

There was a burst of brilliant golden light in his eyes.

Generally speaking, whether it is speculation or stargazing, purple qi is the most orthodox, if this golden mang is seen, it will be called a heresy, and his father will be like this, and in the end he will not die well.

Under the eyes blessed by the bright golden rays, the sky shrank infinitely, as if it had become a map.

He spotted the glowing star, raised his head, and his steps became extremely regular.

In his field of vision, when he coincided with the glowing star, he withdrew his glittering golden eyes, lowered his head, rubbed the neck he had been lifting, and turned it twice, his spirit was also a little sluggish.

However, when he saw the three or four big characters of "Zhongyi Marquis Mansion" in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Xingchen stood on tiptoe, but he still couldn't reach the knocker, so he could only turn his head to look at the road, the bluestone road was extremely clean, and the moonlight hit it, making it look more and more deserted.

There were no stones on the road, he looked at the groves on both sides, it was pitch black, Yuan Xingchen gritted his teeth and still got in.

When he got inside, he couldn't see anything at all, Yuan Xingchen could only grope, squatted down, and slowly groped forward, and finally he touched a somewhat high stone, he tried it, but he couldn't hold it, so he could only turn in one direction, look at the bluestone road that was shiny by the moonlight, and roll in that direction.

He has little strength, and he has lived in Yuan's mansion since he was a child, and he has never been out of Chang'an, even if he climbs to the house to watch the stars, it takes a lot of effort, and his hands, legs, and face are full of abrasions.

I don't know how long it took, but there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was panting heavily, and finally pushed the stepping stone out.

There was a pain on his forehead, and he moved forward with his head suffocated, he didn't know how many trees he had hit, and he didn't know how many times he had wiped his hands and legs, and his black robe looked gray.

Pushing the stone out, there were already two large blood blisters on his palms that he hadn't exercised much, and it hurt when he touched them.

He gritted his teeth and lifted the stone, stepped on it, and kept knocking on the knocker.

Soon, the old butler opened the door.

The old housekeeper glanced at Yuan Xingchen and was a little surprised, he naturally saw Yuan Xingchen who was covered in ashes, as well as the abrasions on his face.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I ...... I ......"

After Yuan Xingchen said the word "I", he couldn't open his mouth again.

After all, the old butler has served many officials, and he also knows some clothes, among the officials, the most peculiar costume is the clothes of Qin Tianjian, and the old friend of the same housekeeper talked to him about these.

He glanced at Yuan Xingchen, and then cautiously probed, "Qin Tianjian's people?"

Yuan Xingchen kept nodding, and the old housekeeper told him not to run around, and immediately ran in to report.

When Xu Changan saw this shy little boy, he was a little surprised, in his impression, the people in this Qin Tianjian should all give people the feeling of fairy wind and bones.

But standing in front of him was just a gray, shy little boy.

"Little brother, what are you doing?"

Looking at Yuan Xingchen, who was so anxious that he opened his mouth straight, but couldn't say a word, Xu Changan understood this feeling.

As long as you don't communicate with people all year round, when you meet people, this is the case, you have a thousand words to express, but you can't say a word.

Xu Changan took Yuan Xingchen around the corner and avoided everyone.

Yuan Xingchen glanced at Xu Changan gratefully, and then said, "I am Mr. Chai's disciple, and I have something important to tell." ”

When he arrived in a lonely place, Yuan Xingchen was really able to communicate normally.

Darkness and loneliness give him a sense of security.

Yuan Xingchen plucked up his courage.

"Loyalty...... Loyal and righteous marquis ......" He was so nervous that he could only say these three words.

"Is it the Mansion of the Marquis of Zhongyi?"

Yuan Xingchen nodded again.

"Then I can't help you, I only heard that this Zhongyi Marquis Mansion is in Buzheng Fang, but it is the place where dignitaries and princes live, and I haven't been there. She spread her hands a little helplessly.

Yuan Xingchen was also a little disappointed, he didn't know how much courage it took to say so many words to strangers, but it turned out to be useless.

"However, I know how to get there, I haven't been in, you should be able to find it when you get to Buzheng Fang, right?"

Yuan Xingchen's eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope, shiny and a little cute.

The aunt showed him the way, Yuan Xingchen quickly remembered it in his heart, and wanted to thank the aunt, but he couldn't say it, and the "thank you" was blocked in his mouth.

"Shy little boy. The aunt smiled, and the urging of the diners came from behind her, and the aunt answered and said, "I know, hurry up!" and turned back to the noodle stall.

Yuan Xingchen glanced at the aunt gratefully, and walked in the direction she pointed.

The road gradually became less crowded, and soon, he saw the tall archway, under which there were two big lions, glaring angrily, like copper bells, baring their teeth, and their manes rising upward, looking mighty.

Yuan Xingchen didn't notice the two dead objects, and looked at the three gilded characters on the archway.

"Buzheng Fang. ”

Bu Zhengfang was quieter, and occasionally the wind blew by the ears, and a few birds opened their eyes, with sleepiness, spread their wings, and changed places to rest.

Yuan Xingchen walked around the huge Buzheng Fang alone, he couldn't see anyone, he sighed, and could only look at the sky.

There was a burst of brilliant golden light in his eyes.

Generally speaking, whether it is speculation or stargazing, purple qi is the most orthodox, if this golden mang is seen, it will be called a heresy, and his father will be like this, and in the end he will not die well.

Under the eyes blessed by the bright golden rays, the sky shrank infinitely, as if it had become a map.

He spotted the glowing star, raised his head, and his steps became extremely regular.

In his field of vision, when he coincided with the glowing star, he withdrew his glittering golden eyes, lowered his head, rubbed the neck he had been lifting, and turned it twice, his spirit was also a little sluggish.

However, when he saw the three or four big characters of "Zhongyi Marquis Mansion" in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Xingchen stood on tiptoe, but he still couldn't reach the knocker, so he could only turn his head to look at the road, the bluestone road was extremely clean, and the moonlight hit it, making it look more and more deserted.

There were no stones on the road, he looked at the groves on both sides, it was pitch black, Yuan Xingchen gritted his teeth and still got in.

When he got inside, he couldn't see anything at all, Yuan Xingchen could only grope, squatted down, and slowly groped forward, and finally he touched a somewhat high stone, he tried it, but he couldn't hold it, so he could only turn in one direction, look at the bluestone road that was shiny by the moonlight, and roll in that direction.

He has little strength, and he has lived in Yuan's mansion since he was a child, and he has never been out of Chang'an, even if he climbs to the house to watch the stars, it takes a lot of effort, and his hands, legs, and face are full of abrasions.

I don't know how long it took, but there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was panting heavily, and finally pushed the stepping stone out.

There was a pain on his forehead, and he moved forward with his head suffocated, he didn't know how many trees he had hit, and he didn't know how many times he had wiped his hands and legs, and his black robe looked gray.

Pushing the stone out, there were already two large blood blisters on his palms that he hadn't exercised much, and it hurt when he touched them.

He gritted his teeth and lifted the stone, stepped on it, and kept knocking on the knocker.

Soon, the old butler opened the door.

The old housekeeper glanced at Yuan Xingchen and was a little surprised, he naturally saw Yuan Xingchen who was covered in ashes, as well as the abrasions on his face.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I ...... I ......"

After Yuan Xingchen said the word "I", he couldn't open his mouth again.

After all, the old butler has served many officials, and he also knows some clothes, among the officials, the most peculiar costume is the clothes of Qin Tianjian, and the old friend of the same housekeeper talked to him about these.

He glanced at Yuan Xingchen, and then cautiously probed, "Qin Tianjian's people?"

Yuan Xingchen kept nodding, and the old housekeeper told him not to run around, and immediately ran in to report.

When Xu Changan saw this shy little boy, he was a little surprised, in his impression, the people in this Qin Tianjian should all give people the feeling of fairy wind and bones.

But standing in front of him was just a gray, shy little boy.

"Little brother, what are you doing?"

Looking at Yuan Xingchen, who was so anxious that he opened his mouth straight, but couldn't say a word, Xu Changan understood this feeling.

As long as you don't communicate with people all year round, when you meet people, this is the case, you have a thousand words to express, but you can't say a word.

Xu Changan took Yuan Xingchen around the corner and avoided everyone.

Yuan Xingchen glanced at Xu Changan gratefully, and then said, "I am Mr. Chai's disciple, and I have something important to tell." ”

When he arrived in a lonely place, Yuan Xingchen was really able to communicate normally.

Darkness and loneliness give him a sense of security.