The Governor is Sick

Shen Huan sat on Luo Han's couch, holding a string of five-line bodhicitta slowly with his hand on his knee. The elders below spit on each other and argued how to deal with the danger of Garan. It's obviously a lot of years old, but his voice still shook through the roof of his house, and they all buzzed.

His injury was not good, and there was a thick bandage under his clothes, and he felt pain with a slight movement. The impediment of the chief supervisor of the palace is a mountain, and there are still a lot of issues to be resolved. Zhezi moved to the Palace of Heavenly Purity, and the little emperor was dizzy when he saw it. He specially moved the Zhezi to Shen's house, and let Shen Zhen approve the red at home. Ge Lao went to the gate of the palace to stop the little emperor from asking him to go to the West Chaofang to discuss matters. He hurried to the harem while sending Ge Lao to find Shen Yan.

Shen Zheng turned his head to look at the book case. The zhezi snowflakes were generally white and dazzling, turning his head, and the old spitting star sprayed on his face.

Ugh. He raised his forehead and felt his injury hurt more.

"The North Pole has been poisoned for a long time, and it has penetrated into the bone marrow. Once Baili kite wants to fight back, it is easy. If it is on weekdays, it will only be necessary to send troops to Linbei Houfu. If Shuobei makes another trouble, she will be worried! "Said Chen Chen, with his beard frowning." Not to mention that in the past few years, the promotion and relocation have continued, and the Ministry of Lights has three officials who have been transferred from Shuobei. Li Xie An Tong Tong Qu. I'm afraid that the soldiers haven't been sent yet, Shuo Bei reversed first. "

"The affairs of Shuobei must be concealed. Except for us, we can't let more people know." Zhang Zhao frowned. "The people copied out a list of five years, and recorded all the officials transferred from Shuobei. "Speaking at Shen Zhen, he arched his hand," The factory guard is the most effective at detecting, and this matter will bother the factory manager a lot. "

Shen Min nodded, meaning to know.

Zhang Zhao continued: "The key to the problem of bliss fruit is that only Shuobei produces this medicine, so all people who are made by drug addiction are obedient to Bailijie. The old man thinks that there are two ways to solve it. One is naturally Baili Xie caught her before returning to Shuobei. The matter has been dispatched by factory guards to secretly search the prefectures and counties. Unfortunately, Galan has great powers, and the underworld is intertwined. I am afraid that it cannot be done easily. "

The four Zhuge veterans nodded.

"As for the second ..." Zhang Zhaoxu sighed and said, "The lotus flower comes from the deep mountains of Miao Xinjiang, that is to say, there are also places suitable for planting lotus flower in the area of ​​Bashu. The old man thought that it might be as reliable as a secret. The merchants went to Miaojiang to cultivate flower fields and produce bliss fruit for sale nationwide. In this way, the Baili kite could not be the only one, and the assassin had a new source of medicine, and Kalan naturally collapsed. "

Shen Yanran raised his eyes and sternly said, "This is the strategy to destroy the country!"

There was silence all around. Everyone knows that bliss fruit is addictive and bad spirit. Once the output is expanded, everyone will accept it.

"Discuss this matter again." Shen Yan squeezed his brows and waved his hand.

The cabinet ministers left and rushed out of the study. Zhang Zhao was still sitting in place, the gray-haired old man lowered his eyes, and his skeletal bones were shrunk in the large dark-stained gauze uniform.

"What's up with Yuan Fu?" Shen Yuan gave him a slight glance at him.

"I still have one method. I don't know if the factory manager would like to listen to one or two?" Zhang Zhao said.

"Say." Shen Min picked up a cup of tea and blew tea foam.

"Although the factory man tried to conceal it, according to the old man's speculation, Master Xiao Shen was the old Garan unknown ghost." Zhang Zhao paused and said, "The Lutan Ancient Road War, Garanga Lou Luo returned to the factory company, and now the factory company. His Majesty already has two assassins who are extremely strong. These two are of Garan's origin and know the depths of Garam's background. According to the opinion of the old man, it is better to use these two as a pioneer and select thirty dead men and go to Shuobei to assassinate Baili kite. "

"That's enough, our family cares about it, please go back." Shen Yan said coldly.

"Factory father!" Zhang Zhao stood up and made a deep fuss, "The factory father must not worry about the private affairs of his children, regardless of the general state of the country!"

"Enough!" Shen Ming threw the tea cup under Zhang Zhao's feet with a crackling sound like ice cracking. The tea cup broke the ground, and hot tea splashed on Zhang Zhao's clothes.

Zhang Zhao made a deep slap again and turned to leave.

Everyone was gone, and the study was suddenly deserted. The shadows of the sparse branches and leaves outside shone in the window screen, the wind was blowing, and the room was swaying. Shen Yan held his forehead and looked at the ice plum pattern on the floor tile, his heart was empty. It is useless to pray for Buddha, and it is not useful to worship God. Is their road coming to an end? There was unspeakable sorrow in his heart, and he was about to cry.

Opening the door, Mingyue stood in the courtyard, holding Jade in her hand. Both women are wearing plain gowns, but their looks look much better.

"Master Lord!" Jade sister ran over and hugged his leg.

Shen Yue salutes the Mingyue dynasty, and smiles slightly: "Supervisor, you are here to quit."

Shen Min nodded and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Jinling." Mingyue replied with a smile, "I have some silver money in my hand and want to open a medical clinic in Jinling."

"If there is any difficulty, just call my name in Tianfufu Yin, just report my name." Shen Wei went to the next step and stood for a while, "Hang him ..."

Mingyue shook her head and whispered softly, "Assassin is a sad man ... I don't want to investigate any more about A Jin, so I will go to Jinling and never meet again in this life."

Shen Xun sneered at her, "Shen Xie thanked the maiden."

"Supervisor, take care." Mingyue also paid a gift and led her out of the moon hole.

Shuying's mother-in-law, he stood in the wind for a long time, ringing a long string of jade bells and tinkers. He invited Shen Wenxing to ask Xia Houyun where he was.

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The vision became blurred, the tables and chairs were ghosted, and the colors became extraordinarily bright. The sunlight was sharp golden in his eyes, like a knife inserted into his eyes. Xia Houyi shook his head vigorously, stood up and walked in the direction of Luo Hanta. The heart was beating fast, thumping like it was about to get out of a chest, and a cavity filled with heavy echoes of heartbeat.

He knew he was about to see hallucinations, his senses became strange, the shape of things in front of him became slightly distorted, and the world seemed to run away under his feet. All the voices slowly left him, the rustle of the wind blowing the trees, the footsteps of the servants, the collision of cups and cups of tea and cups ... like vaguely passed through thousands of doors. Breathing and heartbeat are clear, the whole heart is empty, like an abandoned bellows.

He closed his eyes.

The call of an old man comes with the wind.

"Little sister-"

For a moment, all the sounds of the tide were raging, sharp blades pulled out the sharp sound of the scabbard, and the sticky sound of the flesh was cut inch by inch, women and children screamed sternly. He opened his eyes in the darkness, the moonlight was pale as snow outside, and the assassin was dancing like a demon, twisting out in the shadows, the blood was spreading, and the body was open with eyes.

Twelve-year-old Xia Houyi pushed Xie Jinglan out of the door and hissed: "Don't look back, don't shake, don't talk! Don't let others find out, you are Xie Jinglan!"

The cowardly boy was stumbling across the threshold and facing Shura's battlefield alone. The shadow in the sea of ​​blood was lonely and decided, like a scar on his heart.

He remembered that it was 13 years ago when Xie Fu destroyed the door. He and Shen Wei exchanged clothes, and Shen Wei disguised himself, escaping from this catastrophic disaster. Since then, years have been like a shuttle, no longer looking back. He wanted to go out and see how Shen Yun was doing, but the door was closed, and the world fell into darkness again. He tripped over something and fell to the ground.

Rain drops hit the face, cold and cold. He raised his head, thousands of rain arrows poured down from the sky, and the light flashed into the clouds like a disappearing dragon and snake. The sound of mixed footsteps came, and the dark forest was reflected by the blade. He saw a familiar figure, like a black night owl, rushing in the heavy rain. The gap between the leaves reveals her sharp eyebrows, the angle of the eyebrow is like a knife, as if to cut through the heavy night of pig iron.

"Mother--!" He came to his senses suddenly, screaming like crazy, "Run!"

In the dark, Naya burst out into the back, pierced into her back, and then the disciple of Liu's disciple surrounded all her paths. She waved out of her sheath. They fought in the rain, and blood and rain mixed together. Flowing down the gap in the dirt. Countless knives were cut into her body, and the blood was flowing like a spring, and she finally fell overwhelmed and poured into the mud.

Xia Houyi wanted to pass, but the invisible wall blocked his way, he could only hold the air over and over again, crying and crying: "No! No!"

In the chaotic figure, Xia Houyi pulled out his dagger with his back bowed, slicing across the face with a knife, blood dripping. The killing ceased, and she finally lost her voice and became a cold body. Liu Guizang pulled out the arc knife and cut off her head.

The heart seemed to be cut open by an inch, long ago pain hit the chest again, and the silent tragic rushed in the body. In the hazy vision of tears, Xia Houyi's body slowly rotted and turned into the look he saw on the streets of Liuzhou. The dim sunlight shone on her broken body, and he and her hollow eyes stared in silence.

He remembered many years ago, eating roasted sweet potatoes together in front of the Galan Inn, listening to the pipa on the streets of Suzhou, listening to the evening bells in the black boat, watching the lights of Wanjia on the tower of the big newspaper, and ... Among them, there are yin and yang poles that are crazed by nature.

"I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ..." Xia Houyu knelt down, his forehead was against the cold ground, and his tears were like rain, "I raised my ashes, but also melted the transverse waves, I'm sorry ..."

The darkness gradually became clear, and all the sounds fell to silence, except Qiu Chan's intermittent mourning. The sunlight and the shadow of Huaiye shone on his shoulder through the I-shaped flower. He looked up and saw the tender smile of Akiba. He was lying on his cymbal, his cheeks were thin, but still beautiful, like the mountains and rivers in the hazy storm.

"It's time to say goodbye, Xiaoyu." Akiba reached out and touched the top of his head.

He held his pale hand and wept silently. He remembers that when he was eight years old, he taught him how to cook and cook, when he was ten, he fed him fluffy chickens, and when he was thirteen, he taught him to change his voice and change his voice. Akiba's smile is always like the gentle sunshine, as if it can be melted into the vast mountains.

Qiu Ye looked out the window. "Look, autumn is here and the leaves are falling."

The locust leaves are deep. A red sun hangs over the distant mountains, and the glorious sunset covers the world. The yellow leaves in the wind swirled and swirled, like a butterfly with withered wings, and the scorched yellow wingtips marked a sad low howl. He went to the window and stretched out his hand. The gold-plated leaves fluttered on the edge, and it was about to fall on his palm. At that moment, he saw the silver streamer flashing in front of his eyes.

Lifted his head, but saw the heart-like bamboo figure.

"Stupid boy, don't cry." He stared at him, deep in his eyes, many sorrows he had never understood.

The silver line tightened in the air, and a sharp light flashed quickly. He reached out and shouted, "Don't!"

The old body was torn apart instantly, and the whole world was stained with blood.

Thousands of sorrows screamed past at his feet, and his ears kept ringing.

"Xiao Xun——", "Xiao Xing——", "Xiao Xing——"

He clenched his head in pain, curled up to the ground. He didn't understand why others saw Supreme Bliss, but what he saw was boundless pain. Is there no bliss in this world, bliss is a lie to self-deception. From beginning to end, everything is misery-like suffering and disaster.

Everything is bitter.

As a mortal, you are never free.

The call continued to overlap in his ears, as if thousands of waters had merged into the tide and drowned him. The wind wafted in his ear, and he saw the soul of an old man stepping on the other side. Together, they looked back at Xia Houyu kneeling on the ground, and laughed and said.

He begged with tears, don't say, don't say.

But after all, they said something-

"Little sister, there will be no future."

It turned out that this call has always been a farewell to old people.

The darkness resembles a huge cocoon. The world was silent and there was silence all around. He seemed to sink into an unpredictable cold pool, the cold water submerged his body, the chill like a snake swimming on his limbs, and finally invaded his heart. He closed his eyes, wandering endlessly like a little tadpole in the boundless black water.

If he can, can he turn into an unconscious duckweed, no longer sad, no more pain. Who can tell him how to be fully aware?

Suddenly his vision brightened, and he opened his eyes. A lamp appeared in the distance, shining like a star in the long night.

The ripples of water under his feet rippled, and the boy Xie Jinglan Su Yi Bai Chang came to the water carrying a lamp. His face was as pale and almost transparent as ever, and his body was as weak as before, but like a slick bamboo, rain and wind did not break, and frost and snow were hard to invade.

Xia Hou looked at him in amusement, forgetting the reaction.

The halo of the silk lamp became more and more clear. Xie Jinglan walked to Xia Houyi's face and raised his sleeve to wipe his tears.

"Master ..." Xia Houyi's voice was hoarse.

Xie Jinglan opened his arms and hugged him, his warm breath spilled into his ear. This warmth is so real, even a little hot, like a flame.

"Don't you say, it's not sad to hug yourself?" Xie Jinglan said gently, "I hug you, don't you cry, okay?"

The raging sorrow finally came to an end, flooding into the sea, and his tears were like springs.

Darkness stretched under them, like a cold cage of iron. There was only one bright light that held up a square inch of light, and it just illuminated two people hugging each other. At that moment, Xia Houyi felt that the time was extremely long, as if it had continued forever and had no end. And they are here forever, like dustless eternal memories.

Impermanence, everything is bitter.

If his heart is tough enough, can he face up to the **** suffering. He did not seek detachment, but only that the heart was deep enough to accommodate all the hardships.

Because of Xie Jinglan, he would have infinite courage.

He closed his eyes and buried in the young man's neck. On the **** bumpy apex, he heard the sound of flowers blooming.

The consciousness gradually returned, all the illusions that seemed real and fanciful disappeared, but only embraced his arms tightly and did not disappear. He opened his eyes blankly and saw Shen Yan's pale face.

He froze, raised his hand and poked Shen's cheek, and his face was sunken into a nest.

Shen Yun turned out to be true.

"When did you come, Master?" Xiahou asked dumbly.

Shen glanced at him and said, "Who gives you the ability to swallow bliss, and who makes you raise your mother's ashes?" Shen Yan said more and more, his eyes flushed, "Who made you like this ... you can't wait Wait for me? Let me think of ideas, think of ideas. "

Xia Houyi buried his head back to Shen Ye and said lowly, "Master, can you not curse me today?"

There was a strong sourness in Shen Yan's chest, and Xiahou Xu leaned on him. This was the first time he saw him helpless and poor, like a child. He patted Xia Houyi's back gently, and said, "Don't scold you, don't scold you."

"When did you come?" Xiahou Yan asked him.

"How long you've been crazy, how long have I been here."

"Why didn't my brother stop you."

"You're crying and nagging in the house, and your brother is scared by you."

Xia Houyi turned his head to look out the window. Lianxiang and Shen Wenxing both stood in the yard to probe their brains. It seemed that his movements were really big. Xia Hou suddenly felt a little awkward.

Shen Ye held his tears in his hand, "What did you see? It's really an eye-opener to see you cry like this for the first time. Isn't Bliss Fruit making people want to die, why are you crying?"

After taking the medicine, he was all soft. Xia Houyi sat leaning against Shen Jing and closed his eyes and said, "See you, Master. You are my bliss."

Shen Ye was just sad when he heard it, as if the dust filled the atrium, "Ah, sorry, I'm so useless, I'm so useless."

"It doesn't matter to you. Why do you keep asking yourself?" Xia Houyi smiled tiredly, his eyes moved to the scar under his net scarf, and he was scabby. Xia Houzhen remembered the injury on his body, and the boy who held the hate was too hard. Xia Houzhen himself would rather be beaten by the sun, but he hated him for two days without getting out of bed. But Shen's forehead injury didn't know where it came from. He was tired of saying that the skull was strong, and he never cut it there.

Xia Houyi asked, "How did the injury on your head come from?"

Shen Yan did not speak, and looked away silently. Xia Houyan slowly raised his eyebrows. "You ran to Guangling Temple very well the other day ... wouldn't you be praying for the Buddha. Is this injury a hoe?" Xia Houyan said with a quivering lips. I understood everything, sighed a long time, and said, "I thought it was already your extreme to find a master of qigong. I didn't expect you to worship the Buddha. Hey, master, you are so stupid."

"You are stupid."

"You are stupid."

Shen Zheng retorted resolutely, "You are stupid."

"Okay, we are both stupid, perfect match." Xia Houyi grinned, Yu Guang glanced at Shen Ye, he was still shy. Xia Houyi stretched out his hand, smoothed Shen's frown, and whispered softly: "Master, sometimes I think, maybe the bitterness is all doomed, we have no other way but to pass it through the teeth. But in this case, happy things are also doomed. You think, I was sold into your house by human teeth, and there were more than a dozen dolls that came in together, but I was accused of aunt Lan's hands and brought them to In your yard. "

Shen Yan quietly heard him say that the sun was shining on the two people, warm.

"Doesn't it look like you're destined?" Xiahou looked at him with a smirk in his eyes. "I think it's enough. Although the storms have come this way, it's enough for us to meet this for a lifetime. "