Lord Seventh

Chapter 57: The Wild Temple

Wuxi was preparing to have dinner. It was a little surprised to see Jingqi coming at this hour.

Jing Qi lowered the little marten, let it go to the yard to spread love, and opened the door and said to the mountain, "Give me something that can be placed in the wine, which makes people undetectable."

Wuxi stumbled, but didn't ask anything, only said to the slave Aha: "Bring it to the Lord."

Jing Qi paused, and suddenly called slave Aha said, "Is there a drunk dream that I accidentally sucked in last time?"

Wuxi said, "Go and get drunk and die."

Nu Aha didn't dare to delay, and immediately took a small bottle. Wuxi took it and handed it to Jing Qi, telling him the dosage in detail. Jing Qi smiled reluctantly, thanked him, and didn't sit up.

Wuxi suddenly remembered something, stood up and caught up with him, stroking Jing Qi's shoulder, and patted him gently, saying, "Don't worry, this is a very good medicine. When you drink it, you will dream of him most. What you get, at least in your dreams, is very happy. "

Jing Qi smiled slightly, shook his head, and turned away.

Wuxi kept watching his back in a daze, and Nu Aha couldn't help asking: "Witch boy, what's the matter with you, Prince? What are you going to do if you are drunk?"

"He's going to do bad things," Wu Xi said softly. "Every time he goes to do bad things, he smiles like that."

Slave Aha said: "God can't do bad things ...?"

Wuxi sighed and sat down again: "He has done a lot of bad things, but every thing is not what he wants, I believe he is like this, because I like him."

I like someone, I do n’t like someone, living in a drunken dream, living in a drunken dream, are all vague and confusing things. Sometimes people have to live through this life by believing, believing it is true, it is true. .

He Lianpei sat in the study room for a while and wondered if he hadn't stayed here for a long time. He just felt that the things on the table looked a little familiar, but they were a little weird. He retreated and stayed. Xi Gonggong waited on his side and suddenly said to himself: "Sometimes I feel that I have done something wrong."

Xi Gong laughed and said, "Where did the Emperor start?"

He Lianpei looked up at him with a fixed look. He looked dull. He had gray hair. Although his face was good, he also had wrinkles. He had flesh on his hands, but his skin slackened. At first glance, it looked like The illusion of being skinny-even if he is ill, he is an old man.

Except for the dragon robe on his body, his wooden look was like all the lonely old men in the world, hesitant, dull, with a little sadness, blank hope.

It's like he's left with a dragon robe.

Until the smile on Father Gong's face froze, He Lianpei slowly said, "Jiang Aiqing has been an official in my dynasty for many years, without credit or hard work. Tomorrow ... he will be out tomorrow. Let him take a ride. Don't tell him to go to the damp and wet place to suffer. I don't have to be in the capital to worry the families of the offenders. "

The father-in-law shuddered and couldn't help but look up at Helianpei, before bowing: "The slaves followed the order."

People are like floating cats, and their lives are like grass and mustard. To stand high enough, you need to be smart, unconscience enough, and the city to be deep and changeable.

Just to be alive.

This Suliang Jiuxiao had a dream. I dreamed that I was in a large garden, just like where I lived when I was a child. The garden was on the mountainside, and there were peach blossoms all over the mountain. When it bloomed, it seemed to cover the heavens and the earth. The garden was surrounded by a shallow bend of water, lingering all the way down to the mountain. Viewed from the top of the mountain, it was like a looming white exercise in the sea of ​​flowers.

There is also a waterfall in the back mountain, a small spring, the moonlight like water, and the top of the mountain.

And ... brother.

In those years, the masters who were intrigued and busy with various common things and miscellaneous things smiled lightly, and even opened their brows and eyes, holding two jars of bamboo leaves, drinking one, throwing it to him, and telling him that he does n’t Go away, go back to this small garden for winter every year, and when the peach blossoms are blooming, take him along the rivers and lakes.

Liang Jiuxiao couldn't help laughing.

But there is no sun or moon in the mountain, it has been a thousand years in the world.

When he woke up, it was already the evening of the next day. Liang Jiuxiao sat up from the bed, rubbing his eyes, and staring blankly at the dark sky outside. It took a while before I could tell the time, and I was a little surprised. I just felt that this was the time when I lay down. Open your eyes or this time?

He sat for a while, his head didn't hurt, but there was nothing in his head, but he couldn't turn around, so he slowly got up, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it before waking up a little. The scene in his dream It is not in front of me that at least as usual, I forget most of them as soon as I open my eyes, remembering that Zhou Zishu's smile under the big peach tree is like the real thing. He fell into God and couldn't help himself. Giggle.

Suddenly, someone pushed in the door lightly, and when he saw that he was awake, he said "Yeah," and said, "Master Liang, you finally woke up."

Liang Jiuxiao looked back and was a little embarrassed when he saw it was auspicious. He said, "Look, Wang said that the drinking power is great, I didn't go to my heart, and I drank too much to see it?"

Jixiang laughed and said, "Nothing, I can't call anyone if I drink too much. I need to freshen up. I'll bring you water?"

Liang Jiuxiao busy asked: "What time is it?"

Jixiang said: "You have slept all day."

Liang Jiuxiao froze for a moment, "Teng" stood up and said in the mouth: "Oh, this is not possible, I promised to see Master Jiang off, this ..." He took two steps in place and slammed on his forehead. A couple of times, "Let you drink and make you wrong again!"

Jixiang said: "Don't worry, Lord Liang. Lord Wang can't afford to call you. In the morning, I've already gone to all adults with you to stop with Lord Jiang. Presumably, it's clear that Lord Jiang won't blame you."

"Master Jiang doesn't blame me, Xiao Xue can't remember to hate my life?" Liang Jiuxiao frowned, and then decided to run out like "No, I have to go after them on the official road-auspicious brother, you say to Lord Wang ... ... "

The words fell, and several people went up and down, and disappeared.

At this time, Jing Qi was actually in the study, standing by the window, watching Liang Jiuxiao's shadow flicker, disappearing from his eyes, no expression on his face.

Ping An whispered behind him: "Master, Lord Liang is gone."

After a short while, Jing Qi nodded and whispered, "Go to Gongzi, tell him, and say that I only stay until now, and let him take care of the rest."

Ping An answered and quit.

Wuxi, who was reading behind the desk case, did not turn a page for a long time. Jing Qi was dazed outside the window. He was dazed at the back of Jing Qi. After a while, Jing Qi suddenly covered his chest with one hand and bent down slightly. , Leaning sideways against the wall.

Wuxi stood up, walked to him, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

"Distressed." Jing Qi closed his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes trembled, his brows frowned, and his lips moved gently like a slang, "Conscience ..."

Wu Xi stood beside him silently for a while, then slowly raised his hand, and tentatively held Jing Qi's waist with both hands. The man naturally would not lean on his arms automatically, so he stuck it up and held himself. His chest rested on his back, and through the slightly curved back, he felt the other's heartbeat was very slow, and all of a sudden, it seemed to have a heavy and rotten taste.

Jing Qi did not break away from him.

Wuxi counted his heartbeat unconsciously, as if he could try to understand the constant disobedience of this person, as if he could smell the clues of his cause and effect. But he didn't, he thought sadly that his world would always be a straight ground line, but Jing Qi's heart had countless entangled circles, winding around, maybe he didn't even know where to start, and Where it ends.

From the capital, pass through the long pavilion, go out of the gate, and the sound dust rushes to Xianyang Road. A pipe goes south, gradually dwindling, gradually distant, and the narrower the road, the darker the sky.

Liang Jiuxiao ran wildly, thinking that Jiang Zheng and his party were much older, weaker and sicker, and they would not be able to walk too fast. They had to walk for a day, and they would have to rest sharply. With his footsteps, half a night also arrived.

Several villages and towns along the way, Liang Jiuxiao inquired one by one. Jiang Zheng traveled with his family, there were many people, and he was also eye-catching. He remembered all the people he had met, and he followed the trail and followed him. Far away, the distance between villages and counties is also large. When I arrived at a place more than fifty miles south of the capital, it was Qinghe County, which is a large county. Liang Jiuxiao estimated that it was almost here, so he knocked on the door of the inn one by one.

But knocking all over, the awakened Xiao Er shook his head impatiently, as if Jiang Zheng and his party had never been here, Liang Jiuxiao suddenly had an ominous hunch in his heart, jumped onto the horse, and ran back again. He ran all the way, thinking, someone in the small town in the front said that he had seen this group of people, so why was it suddenly gone?

Neither live in the county nor in the town, where else can they go? Overnight stay in the forest with a group of elderly children's furniture?

He slowed down the playback, watching as he walked, watching the ruined temples along the way, went in and checked again, most of the night passed, and still found nothing.

Liang Jiuxiao planned to spend an evening in the ruined temple, thinking about waiting for Minger to go to ask about it early in the morning, and then he made a fire. He planned to curl up on the thatched grass for a while before lying down, and the corners of his eyes suddenly saw some traces in the corner of the wall.

He jumped up sharply and went over to look at the fire-blood.

Liang Jiuxiao's heartbeat was almost in vain, and he walked back along the dark and dark bloodstains, pushing open the back door of the deserted temple, and couldn't help but stand on the spot.

The corpse's corpse was lying upside down. Despite the flesh and blood, he could still distinguish a few familiar faces from it ... and the small figure in the arms of the grandmother was stabbed through by both men and women. .

Liang Jiuxiao screamed from his throat unconsciously, mute and low, silent, with a buzzing in his head. He thought it was impossible, and this must be a particularly real dream.

The torch in his hand fell to the ground, rolled twice, and went out.

The moonlight fell coldly, and shone on those who died unobtrusively, and the nose on earth could not distinguish each other.

It took a long time for him to go out, tripped by the threshold, and flung to Jiang Xue's small body, kneeling with a "thump", and shivering hands to push away while holding her grandmother, the woman's The arms were dead, and he tried twice without success, only to see the little face from the gap in her arm.

Crescent eyes always opened round, but they were not bright.

Liang Jiuxiao was silly for a while, stood up calmly, and murmured in his mouth, "No, you can't let Xiaoxue freeze outside ..."

He crawled around and searched for a place, and started digging the ground with a saber on his waist like a mad man, but too slow, he began to grasp with his hands, his face dull.

Until he was suddenly hugged from behind-he was already in a mess, he didn't know whether to dig a pit or to bury himself in it alive. Liang Jiuxiao turned his head back calmly. A large group of people stood behind him with a torch. The light shook his eyes, and for a short while, he recognized it. His brother Zhou Zishu was holding him.

He finally burst into tears.