Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 33 33. Tomorrow morning I will go to Leiyin Temple

When Xia Xiaosu opened the door, his elder brother was still engraving the rosary. He engraved it very carefully and his hands were steady. Even though Feixue had dyed his hair white, his elder brother was still intently plucking the rosary, one by one. Well, they are neatly stacked in the long wooden box beside the hand.

The emperor closed the door carefully, her long legs moved slowly, fearing to disturb her elder brother, she kicked on the velvet deerskin boots, grabbed the oil-paper umbrella leaning against the corner, and did not rush to open it, just slowly I walked down the steps slowly, walked into the heavy snow, and walked to the front of the courtyard of the Buddhist scripture pavilion. As soon as I left the courtyard, I opened the umbrella with a "crash".

There are dots of white plum on the umbrella surface, with branches painted in ink.

In the snowy ocean current, Bai Mei drifted away.

Floating on the land of enemies of the world.

The court lady **** had prepared a dinner for a long time. Although there was no one hundred dishes when the emperor was there, there were still dozens of dishes.

Xia Xiaosu glanced at so many delicious meats, and said softly, "Next time we prepare two dishes and one soup. My brother and I can't eat much."

So, she chose three dishes, took two pots of wine, and said to the maid eunuch: "You can divide the other dishes."

The court lady **** showed joy: "Thank princess."

When Xia Xiaosu returned to the library, Xia Ji just breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at her.

"Brother, we have dinner."

The emperor wanted to walk into the house with a basket.

Xia Ji patted the corridor under the eaves. The corridor was more than a foot away from the ground, and it was impressive in the wind and snow. "Eat here."

The emperor was taken aback for a moment. There are many rules in royal dining. Where can anyone sit on the corridor to eat? No one would dare to do this. Otherwise, it would be impolite. But what is the etiquette?

If you don't agree, don't you agree.

She was stunned for a second, and then cleverly responded "Hey", then put the dining basket on the wooden corridor, and took out a plate of beef with chestnut crisp pepper, a plate of Bazhen chicken fillet, and a plate of secret sauce. Bone leg of lamb, and then took out two pots of wine without any cover.

No one is watching, so naturally there is no need to cover up.

Xia Ji knew that if her sister allowed herself to drink, she must only take one pot. If she took two pots, she would also drink one pot herself, but Xia Xiaosu’s alcohol volume could simply be described as "miserable". Described that she is not a drinker at all, she just heard some rumors about drinking.

Therefore, Xia Ji asked, "Do you want to sorrow by drinking?"

Xia Xiaosu: "I don't know if it's sad."

"Are you sympathizing with the innocent people in the imperial capital?"

"Yes, I just sympathize with them, but I'm just a useless emperor who can't even control my own destiny. I can't do anything. I'm really a waste."

Xia Ji didn't comfort her either, and said softly: "Then drink it."

Xia Xiaosu didn't speak, and quickly poured himself wine, and then he was bored, continued to pour, and continued to be bored. The third time he pours, and the third time, he still has a mouthful of boredom. It seems extremely heroic, but in fact, flames are already on his cheeks , His body was crumbling, and the snowflakes in front of him had become mosaics.

Xia Ji couldn't help smiling and said, "What are you worried about?"

"I have no worries!"

Xia Xiaosu is already working hard for the fifth cup. Water mist appeared in front of her eyes. The stimulation of alcohol made her talk a little bit. "Anyway, I have already thought about it. No matter what you want to do, brother, I will stand. On your side, if you die, I will commit suicide."

After saying this, she patted her chest, and she made a shocked sound of gold and stone.

She drew it out, took out a white sharkskin dagger, and patted it between the two.

"I will not die. If one day you hear the rumor that I am dead, you must not believe it. You must see my body with your own eyes before committing suicide."

"Ok!"

Xia Ji ate vegetables, drank wine, and watched the wind and snow. The night was long and not long, Xia Xiaosu drank fast wine.

The two of them were silent, listening to Fengxue also being silent, and some emperor's crying in the distance could be heard from the wind and snow.

Xia Ji suddenly asked: "You have already returned the Maitreya Sutra. Have you ever met those foxes again?"

"Have."

Xia Xiaosu thought about it and continued: "When the royal family left the capital that day, I actually met them again. I returned the book to Hu Ling. Hu Ling asked me to teach the word recognition. After the teaching, I followed You asked her'what does Ms. Hu want?'"

"What did she say?"

"Hu Ling said, what she wants is a great merchant royal family that can tolerate demons."

Xia Ji said: "Then how did you get back to her?"

Xia Xiaosu: "I said that as long as the demon doesn't eat and harm people, why can't I tolerate it? Then Girl Hu Ling said let me not forget this sentence"

Xia Ji thought for a while, then rubbed her long hair: "Then you can't be a little girl."

Xia Xiaosu said: "I have never been a little girl."

After saying this, she carried the pot and rushed forward, leaning towards the mouth of the pot without any princess demeanor, slurping swigs, and after drinking, she leaned over on the wooden planks in the corridor and was completely drunk.

She is a princess, but she can't talk about being elegant, she can't talk about being overwhelmed by the country, she can't be talking about being so wise and close to the demon, she is completely different from the second, fourth, and eighth emperors.

If you have to talk about temperament, it is a trace of desolation that is incompatible with the royal family.

Her face is small, her skin is pale, her hair is soft and slightly yellow, and she is not tall, only about 1.5 meters tall. All her boots are specially made to increase her royal dignity. Fortunately, her The posture is very uniform, the proportions of the legs are very long, like a beauty who has shrunk the number one.

She hung her green silk easily on her waist, and the court lady **** would definitely kneel down or be short when talking to her, otherwise she would be charged with "overlooking the princess".

Xia Ji saw her calves dangling in the air, her face flushed and her eyes flushed, so she stood up and hugged her horizontally, the emperor shrank into this embrace, the world was too cold, and she had no warmth Where you can go.

Xia Ji carried her and walked into her bedroom step by step. Although the wind and snow were heavy, his Zen spirit was unfolding, but the wind and snow did not touch him, nor did he touch the emperor's body.

Put her on the bed, took off her boots, took off her coat, lightly covered the quilt, and kept a candle to prevent her from waking up in the middle of the night. It was dark and afraid, and she kept a portion of honey water. In case she had a hangover and headache and had no water to drink, after all this, Xia Ji turned and left and walked to the door. He heard a soft cry from the bed.

He paused, but didn't look back, just closed the door quietly.

Walking into the ice and snow, and returning to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he directly summoned Father Mei, "Have you found those behind the mob?"

"Old slaves are incompetent, they hide too deeply, they would rather commit suicide than divulge."

Xia Ji nodded and didn't continue the topic, but said: "Tomorrow I will go to Xumishan Leiyin Temple to read books. It will take three days. You continue to check."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Father Mei replied, as always in awe and as sincere as always.

(End of this chapter)