This prince is a little sweet
Chapter 34
Jing Kong put the small cauldron in front of Xiao Heng's eyes, and said with a gloomy expression: "Master Hou, do you still remember the origin of this jade cauldron?"
Xiao Heng was silent for a moment, and then said sullenly: "Remember, when Emperor Yong'an was in power, he issued a public transportation order in the Central Plains, allowing the people to use fire/powder, and granted some aristocratic families public transportation jade tripods, which represented that they could be used to create private goods. The right to soldiers... The Xiao family is one of the few aristocratic families here. If I am not mistaken, the jade cauldron in Grandmaster's hand is our Xiao family's jade cauldron."
Sitting there quietly, the white cassock made him appear calm and solemn, but the words he said were filled with an indescribable chill, "It was exactly when the Xiao family died in northern Xinjiang, I happened to travel to that place , this Jade Cauldron was given to me by one of the few Daqin soldiers who survived that battle..."
Speaking of this, Xie Yuan felt Xiao Heng's body leaning against him tense suddenly, as if he was trying to suppress something, and when he looked carefully, his eyes were even a little red.
Only Xiao Heng's voice was a little unsteady and said: "The sergeant... did he say anything?"
A breeze blew past the front of the hall, and the little sparks above the warm incense were extinguished in the cold.
Jing Kong's lips seemed to tremble for a moment, and then he said: "He only said that it was a reward from the first emperor, and the old Hou Ye tried his best to keep it."
As if a basin of cold water was pouring down his head, Xiao Heng gave a cool chuckle, and then murmured: "My old man is such a fool."
Jing Kong shook his head disapprovingly, and said: "The Xiao family is loyal all over the family, how could it be stupid?"
Xiao Heng curled his lips, his eyes were as soft as if soaked in water, but with infinite coldness, he said: "Loyalty? Could it be that the master wanted to tell me that the events in northern Xinjiang had nothing to do with the late emperor? "
Hearing the words, Jing Kong suddenly raised his head and stared at him closely, and said loudly, "Master Hou, don't chase after the past. Even if it really has something to do with the late emperor, he is definitely not the culprit! Now that things are going on, don't you want to know about the past?" Who is the mastermind who made the general of the Xiao family fall ill in the cold wind of the north, leading to the defeat of thousands of miles, and trapped Xiaohuashan to death?"
Xiao Heng narrowed his eyes, closed his eyes, and asked, "Who?"
Jing Kong took a long breath and said in a deep voice, "... Hu Yanyi."
The fragrance of plum blossoms from nowhere came into the Buddhist hall along the erratic north wind, the sky gradually darkened, and the monks outside the door could be heard telling each other "It's getting dark, light the lamps", but this ancient temple deep in the mountains, In the vast world, there are only a few lamps in this Buddhist temple, how can they be lit?
The silence in the Buddhist hall was a little strange, and it seemed that the Vajra Buddha statue was breathing in a trance.
After a long while, Xiao Heng smiled softly, but the smile seemed to overflow from his throat little by little, and even looked a little scary.He said in a soft voice: "From this point of view, my guess is indeed correct. Although the master is about to die, his heart is still alive, and he is still living in the old things of ten years ago. Today By making up such a remark, are you trying to persuade me to be like you gentlemen?"
A white-faced young monk outside the door entered the Buddhist hall carrying an oil lamp. Under the dim setting sun, his figure looked a little blurry.Jingkong nodded to him, stretched out his hand and greeted lightly: "Light up the lamp."
The lights turned on, and fragments of light were reflected in Xiao Heng's eyes.
He stared at the clear space closely, with some imperceptible stubbornness in his eyes, as if he was saying: "Whatever you make up next, I won't believe it."
As if he had read his thoughts, Jing Kong brushed the sleeves of his white cassock, and said in a quiet and authentic tone: "Master Hou, what I said is true."
"When the first emperor bestowed the Gongshu Jade Ding, Hu Yanyi took the post of Shaofu Temple, and all the imperial gifts had to be inspected and reviewed by him. This jade tripod was originally made of the best glazed jade by Yue Shi, a craftsman from southern Xinjiang. However, before it was entrusted to the palace and entered the Huyanyi Mansion, there was no problem."
Although Xiao Heng's heart moved slightly when he heard the words, he gradually sat up straight, but he still smiled and said, "So?"
A sound of thunder suddenly sounded, and at this moment, lightning and thunder intersected, as if a heavy rain was about to fall.
The old face on the half side of the clear space was illuminated, one after another deep wrinkles perched on his face like scars, and he said slowly: "Master Hou, do you know that this glazed jade is the one who cultivated Gu in Southern Border?" Good utensils..."
As he spoke, he tremblingly took out an old and yellow book from his sleeve, and flipped through it page by page.Xiao Heng stared at his slow movements and unconsciously held his breath.
Jing Kong's movements gradually stopped, he curled up his fingers, pointed to a few lines of text on the book, and said: "Back then, Hu Yanyi figured out that the person who got the imperial jade tripod must cherish it very much, and maybe he will keep it every day." Carrying it with me, I planted a Gu worm that can make people feel cold and powerless, and die young, into the Jade Cauldron... This Gu worm is the chalcedony Gu on this page..."
Xiao Heng took the old book, unfolded it and read it ten lines at a glance, only to see that the record of the chalcedony Gu said: "People infected with this Gu, every winter, are afraid of the cold and powerless at first, and after four or five years It's hard to get up from bed, but after ten years, you'll be completely broken... not long after."
Looking at the description of this Gu, Xie Yuan couldn't help breathing heavily due to nervousness, he hurriedly rushed ahead of Xiao Heng and asked, "Then how to cure this Gu?"
Xiao Heng was silent for a moment, and then said sullenly: "Remember, when Emperor Yong'an was in power, he issued a public transportation order in the Central Plains, allowing the people to use fire/powder, and granted some aristocratic families public transportation jade tripods, which represented that they could be used to create private goods. The right to soldiers... The Xiao family is one of the few aristocratic families here. If I am not mistaken, the jade cauldron in Grandmaster's hand is our Xiao family's jade cauldron."
Sitting there quietly, the white cassock made him appear calm and solemn, but the words he said were filled with an indescribable chill, "It was exactly when the Xiao family died in northern Xinjiang, I happened to travel to that place , this Jade Cauldron was given to me by one of the few Daqin soldiers who survived that battle..."
Speaking of this, Xie Yuan felt Xiao Heng's body leaning against him tense suddenly, as if he was trying to suppress something, and when he looked carefully, his eyes were even a little red.
Only Xiao Heng's voice was a little unsteady and said: "The sergeant... did he say anything?"
A breeze blew past the front of the hall, and the little sparks above the warm incense were extinguished in the cold.
Jing Kong's lips seemed to tremble for a moment, and then he said: "He only said that it was a reward from the first emperor, and the old Hou Ye tried his best to keep it."
As if a basin of cold water was pouring down his head, Xiao Heng gave a cool chuckle, and then murmured: "My old man is such a fool."
Jing Kong shook his head disapprovingly, and said: "The Xiao family is loyal all over the family, how could it be stupid?"
Xiao Heng curled his lips, his eyes were as soft as if soaked in water, but with infinite coldness, he said: "Loyalty? Could it be that the master wanted to tell me that the events in northern Xinjiang had nothing to do with the late emperor? "
Hearing the words, Jing Kong suddenly raised his head and stared at him closely, and said loudly, "Master Hou, don't chase after the past. Even if it really has something to do with the late emperor, he is definitely not the culprit! Now that things are going on, don't you want to know about the past?" Who is the mastermind who made the general of the Xiao family fall ill in the cold wind of the north, leading to the defeat of thousands of miles, and trapped Xiaohuashan to death?"
Xiao Heng narrowed his eyes, closed his eyes, and asked, "Who?"
Jing Kong took a long breath and said in a deep voice, "... Hu Yanyi."
The fragrance of plum blossoms from nowhere came into the Buddhist hall along the erratic north wind, the sky gradually darkened, and the monks outside the door could be heard telling each other "It's getting dark, light the lamps", but this ancient temple deep in the mountains, In the vast world, there are only a few lamps in this Buddhist temple, how can they be lit?
The silence in the Buddhist hall was a little strange, and it seemed that the Vajra Buddha statue was breathing in a trance.
After a long while, Xiao Heng smiled softly, but the smile seemed to overflow from his throat little by little, and even looked a little scary.He said in a soft voice: "From this point of view, my guess is indeed correct. Although the master is about to die, his heart is still alive, and he is still living in the old things of ten years ago. Today By making up such a remark, are you trying to persuade me to be like you gentlemen?"
A white-faced young monk outside the door entered the Buddhist hall carrying an oil lamp. Under the dim setting sun, his figure looked a little blurry.Jingkong nodded to him, stretched out his hand and greeted lightly: "Light up the lamp."
The lights turned on, and fragments of light were reflected in Xiao Heng's eyes.
He stared at the clear space closely, with some imperceptible stubbornness in his eyes, as if he was saying: "Whatever you make up next, I won't believe it."
As if he had read his thoughts, Jing Kong brushed the sleeves of his white cassock, and said in a quiet and authentic tone: "Master Hou, what I said is true."
"When the first emperor bestowed the Gongshu Jade Ding, Hu Yanyi took the post of Shaofu Temple, and all the imperial gifts had to be inspected and reviewed by him. This jade tripod was originally made of the best glazed jade by Yue Shi, a craftsman from southern Xinjiang. However, before it was entrusted to the palace and entered the Huyanyi Mansion, there was no problem."
Although Xiao Heng's heart moved slightly when he heard the words, he gradually sat up straight, but he still smiled and said, "So?"
A sound of thunder suddenly sounded, and at this moment, lightning and thunder intersected, as if a heavy rain was about to fall.
The old face on the half side of the clear space was illuminated, one after another deep wrinkles perched on his face like scars, and he said slowly: "Master Hou, do you know that this glazed jade is the one who cultivated Gu in Southern Border?" Good utensils..."
As he spoke, he tremblingly took out an old and yellow book from his sleeve, and flipped through it page by page.Xiao Heng stared at his slow movements and unconsciously held his breath.
Jing Kong's movements gradually stopped, he curled up his fingers, pointed to a few lines of text on the book, and said: "Back then, Hu Yanyi figured out that the person who got the imperial jade tripod must cherish it very much, and maybe he will keep it every day." Carrying it with me, I planted a Gu worm that can make people feel cold and powerless, and die young, into the Jade Cauldron... This Gu worm is the chalcedony Gu on this page..."
Xiao Heng took the old book, unfolded it and read it ten lines at a glance, only to see that the record of the chalcedony Gu said: "People infected with this Gu, every winter, are afraid of the cold and powerless at first, and after four or five years It's hard to get up from bed, but after ten years, you'll be completely broken... not long after."
Looking at the description of this Gu, Xie Yuan couldn't help breathing heavily due to nervousness, he hurriedly rushed ahead of Xiao Heng and asked, "Then how to cure this Gu?"
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