On one hundred ways of acting like a baby

In mid-April, the emperor has fasted for three days.

Early in the morning, Yu Zijin listened to someone talking outside.He scratched his hair and got up, sat with his eyes closed for a while, then slowly got out of bed, dragged his shoes and moved towards the outside step by step.

"Your Majesty's move is insidious."

Through a thick curtain, Yu Zijin heard a familiar voice.

He rubbed his eyes, and heard Xuanbei sneer: "If you hadn't made up your mind about the imperial examination, you wouldn't have been insidiously recruited out of a confidant."

"Wang likes to use military generals, and humble ministers should naturally recruit civil servants. There is no way to know who will win and who will lose. This is the only way to be considered evenly matched, isn't it?"

Yu Zijin grabbed the curtain and opened it a little, and sure enough, he saw Gushara reply lightly.

"The matter of Dalu's remote transfer outside the Great Wall seems to make you nervous." Xuanbei said.

Gu Shala shook his head with a smile, "Dalu is a brother of the Weichen, who is far outside the Great Wall, and his life is threatened day and night. As a brother, the Weichen should be nervous. Does the king not care at all?"

"Just go around in circles." Xuanbei's face was cold, "Dalu is in an important position, if something happens to him, it will definitely affect the morale of the army. Unlike you, I won't touch him."

What Xuanbei exposed was that Gushara plotted against Xuanbei a few months ago regardless of the overall situation.

Gu Xiala laughed, put on a respectful mask, but said mercilessly: "So the king remembers the past hatred. It's a pity that you are not the only one who bears the hatred, the humble minister is not talented, and his position is not as good as the prime minister, so he can't support the boat in his stomach. This enmity, I have temporarily recorded it."

Xuanbei was silent.

"The minister will take his leave first." Gushara lowered his head, saluted steadily, and raised his head with a gentle and gentle smile, "The sacrifice is coming soon, I hope this year's national fortune will be safe."

After finishing speaking, he stepped back nearly ten steps, turning his head with a calm smile on his face.

Yu Zijin saw everything in his eyes.

He came out from behind the curtain and scratched his head, "He seemed to be talking to me just now."

Gushara's gentle and gentle smile was different from the outside, as if there were countless ice cubes buried underneath, cold and shattered.

Xuanbei said nothing, just fiddled with his fingers.

The second day is the ancestor worship ceremony, and we went to the Taimiao on the left front of Miyagi.

During the day, Xuanbei led a mighty platoon of officials to the ancestral temple. At noon, they were offering sacrifices. They had something to welcome the emperors and queens of the ancestral temples. They also offered sacrifices to cattle and sheep, and the ceremonial officials were in charge of singing and dancing.The dancer danced lightly, but his posture was weird, revealing a sense of sacrifice.The music is not very pleasant, only fresh, praising the fatness of cattle and sheep, and seeking the blessings of ancestors and gods.

Xuanbei kowtowed and bowed nine times to the officials with a gloomy face to show respect and pray for the blessings of the common people in the world.

Xuanbei should guard the ancestral hall alone at night, and no one else is allowed to enter.

Yu Zijin circled around the strangely shaped rockery at dusk, and strolled through the ancient forests, and did not return to the majestic and majestic hall until nightfall.He originally thought that he could take the opportunity to come out to play, but he didn't want this place to be no different from the buildings in the palace, but the solemn atmosphere was more intense.Everyone came and went with a straight face, like puppets, not daring to move their hands and feet a little, for fear of offending their ancestors.

"It's not fun here at all." Yu Zijin lay on the bed with her head down, holding Dongsheng's embroidery in her hands and placed it under the candlelight, projecting two lifelike mandarin ducks.

Dongsheng was still sewing embroidery, and said with a smile: "The sacrificial rituals are heavy, so it's not fun at all."

Yu Zijin tilted his head to catch her absent-minded expression.

Dongsheng is a mysterious woman who can't be figured out.She was out of her mind outside the Great Wall, looking up at the sky day and night.After finally returning to the palace, he was also depressed, especially recently.

She was originally a picturesque woman, but it's a pity that her eyebrows and eyes were all drawn in ink, and the ink was worn out by sorrow.

"Is tomorrow better?" Yu Zijin asked, "Isn't there a fortune teller tomorrow? Is that fun?"

Dongsheng hesitated for a while, then stood up and said, "I'm going for a quick walk, you stay in the house and don't run around. Otherwise, if you lose your way at night, you will cause trouble."

Yu Zijin complied honestly and watched her go out.

Dongsheng is gone forever.Yu Zijin tossed and turned alone, and took out a comic book from under the pillow.This was slipped to him secretly by Xiao Jinzi, he probably knew that the ancestral temple was very boring, and Yu Zijin couldn't be idle.

This book is square and bigger than the palm of your hand. Fortunately, there are no words. The pictures are drawn by scholars who draw foxes.I don't know how long it has passed, there seems to be some noise outside, rustling like a thief.Yu Zijin strained his ears to listen carefully, but couldn't catch anything.So he lowered his head heartily and lay down on the bed to read the comics.

After a while, a strange smell suddenly came from outside the house.

Yu Zijin couldn't tell what it smelled like, only that it smelled bad.He remembered that Xuanbei had told him to be careful that something was wrong, and he struggled for a while before getting up slowly.

Just as he was about to approach, the door suddenly opened from the outside, revealing a Dongsheng.

"Sister Dongsheng, you've been away for a long time." Yu Zijin said softly.

Dongsheng gave a forced and perfunctory smile, "There are many trees outside, and the air is better than inside, so come out and get some fresh air."

"There is a strange smell in the room." Yu Zijin said.

The two walked out a long way until they came to the edge of a forest.

The cypress trees here are so lush and so tall that their branches are so fat that it takes three or four people holding hands to hug them.They cast layers of jet-black shadows, overlapping layers chaotically, with different shades.There are few birdsongs in the woods, like an old man resting.Eyelids shrugged listlessly.

"Zijin." Dongsheng seemed to take a deep breath, and said softly, "Have you ever thought about leaving?"

"Go? Where are you going?" Yu Zijin walked ahead of her, approaching the forest without hesitation, sliding her palms across the wrinkled bark.

"Outside the palace, you can go anywhere."

Yu Zijin stopped and turned around, "We are just outside the palace."

Dongsheng shook his head slowly but firmly, "Zijin, you are still young, do you want to stay in the palace forever?"

Yu Zijin didn't think about it.He frowned in style and thought about it for a while, then said: "I don't know either."

Dongsheng took a step forward and knelt down to look at him.Looking at him with those bright eyes.

"You are staying in the palace now because you don't have to worry about food, drink, clothing and shelter. But the palace is just a small place, you should go outside and have a look. There are mountains and rivers, flowers and trees outside. You have only seen the desolation beyond the Great Wall. But I still don’t know the tenderness of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, let alone the land in the cold north.” Dong Sheng’s voice was mellow and soft.

She said, "You shouldn't be confined to a palace, understand?"

Yu Zijin seemed to understand a little bit.Dongsheng was encouraging him to leave the boring palace, and also described to him the scenery of mountains and rivers that he couldn't even imagine.

But he replied naively: "I promised Xuanbei not to leave, we agreed."

Dongsheng stared at him for a long time, then sighed in a low voice, "Zijin, what kind of person do you think the king is? Is it a brother? Is it a father? Or something else? You said that bell people don't understand love. Years, how do you know if you love?"

Yu Zijin was confused and understood one more thing: Dongsheng felt that Xuanbei was not good, so let him stay away.

He was about to answer when he suddenly heard some commotion behind him.Turning his head to look, the place where he came from was blazing into the sky, and the raging fire turned into a beast, swallowing the rest room in one gulp.

When Yu Zijin turned his head again, he probably understood a lot.a lot of.

"Sister Dongsheng, am I almost dying?" He asked bluntly.

If Dongsheng didn't turn around and call him out to get some air, or if he didn't feel that his breath was different, he wouldn't take Xuanbei's words to heart at all.Yu Zijin, maybe he was swallowed by that fire beast?

Dongsheng remained silent, his expression flickering in the hazy night.

"No." Yu Zijin replied again, "Sister Dongsheng, I won't die."

Dongsheng looked up at him.

"There are hidden guards beside me."

Yu Zijin's complexion was neither happy nor sad, fair and simple.He tilted his head and asked, "Sister Dongsheng, do you dislike me?"

Dongsheng covered his eyelids and shook his head silently.

Yu Zijin was thoughtful, and asked after a while: "I can't compare to your sweetheart, can I?"

Dongsheng never mentioned her parents and brothers, and the only thing she can't let go of is that mysterious sweetheart.She said that it was her sky, on top of her head.Can't get rid of it, can't forget it.

"Let's go." Dongsheng stood up, quickly rolled his eyelids twice, and swallowed back the faint tears.

Yu Zijin saw her embarrassment, that's why she wanted to breathe.

"Even if I am captured, I will not confess...that person's identity and life. If you stay in the palace, sooner or later someone will harm you." She could not bear it, but still gritted her teeth and said: "Just now Everything I said is true. Xuanbei is the emperor, staying by his side is like a cage. He will not let you go, and neither will others. This is your best time. If you are willing to go, go through This piece of woods is the moat, and when the ferry passes by, someone will arrange for you to eat, live, and travel. You will have no worries about food and clothing in this life, and you will be free. What's wrong?"

Yu Zijin thought: What's wrong?Then why are you weeping?

Only then did he vaguely understand Dongsheng's love.Dongsheng is a moth that rushes to the flames, and a sacrifice that is willing to walk on the altar.She took out her heart, liver and lungs to love her sweetheart, even if she made mistakes and committed sins against conscience.

Dongsheng harming others is like a stupid general who kills [-] enemies and loses [-].

"Sister Dongsheng." Yu Zijin stood on tiptoe to wipe away the tears from her clean face, he still said in that childish tone: "Ling people don't understand love, that's what my mother said. But it turns out, It’s not just Suzuto.”

In fact, everyone in this world does not understand love.

Yu Zijin, who didn't know a single word, could see through the feelings in Yu Qingan's heart, but Yu Qingan didn't understand.

The careless Yu Zijin would also catch General Du Ming's affection for Yu Qing'an from the smooth jade pendant, but Yu Qing'an didn't know it either.

Not only that.

Yu Zijin also saw it clearly: Huashanna and Concubine Ying continued to drink soup every day, and even Kou Dan kept the number one scholar's letter until his death.

So an answer is ready to come out: It turns out that everyone knows nothing when they are deeply involved, and only those who have nothing to do with themselves can pretend to see through everything.

Dongsheng looked at him sadly.

Yu Zijin burst into a sweet smile, "I don't know who Xuanbei is, Xuanbei is Xuanbei. If one day I realize what kind of person he is, I may have to leave."

Dong Sheng couldn't understand his confused words, so he frowned slightly.

"My mother once asked me why I was alive. She said, since I don't have enough food and clothing, and even my own mother hates it, why am I still alive? I still don't understand why I am alive, but I still live until now. I don't want to die. Not yet."

Yu Zijin smiled innocently, and the elf's eyes sparkled, "Maybe sometimes you don't need to know. You don't have to think about it, don't want to talk about it, it's in your heart. If you don't want to say it, it will It's very clear. The more you look at it, the more frightened it becomes, and it hides itself, just like me playing hide-and-seek with Dorami."

"Sister Dongsheng, I don't want you to die." Yu Zijin put down his hands, "You don't want me to die, and I don't want you to die either. But next time you want to kill me, if I don't die, you will die."

This is a threat, even if it comes from such a tender mouth, it is still a threat.

It just happened to be another warm threat.

"Remember, okay?" Yu Zijin looked at her without blinking, "If you do it again, you will definitely die."

Dongsheng opened his mouth several times, and spit out a good word that seems to have nothing.

She knew there would be another time, because the man would never give up.

She also understood that Yu Zijin knew there would be a next time.

Just tonight, when the flame touched the oil and ignited fiercely, Yu Zijin had already foreseen the ending between them.

But Yu Zijin stubbornly wanted to give this heavy death a chance to turn around.

Dongsheng suddenly felt that she hadn't been able to see clearly what was behind Yu Zijin's transparent and weird heart.

Perhaps no one has ever seen another so easily.

The author has something to say:

I made a decision

Sooner or later, I will write an article about torture first, then torture to death

Why do you always like to brew melancholy when you appoint me? ? ? why? ? ?

I can't control myself

may be the tone of the essay

_(:з」∠)_Remind again that the next door is a cowardly x cowardly Wenri update

That's right, I'm a dog who is bold and double-opening

"The ex-boyfriend is a scheming boy", really sweet biscuits, probably I will learn to drive next week!eat meat!

One thunder point is the cowardly crying

Another point is that it seems to be a bit scary