Xiao Qinghuan

Jiang Xiaohan woke up in a jolt.

He frowned in a drowsy state, and habitually touched his side, but found a hard board wrapped in a soft cloth.

——This is not the environment he is used to familiar with.

Jiang Xiaohan opened his eyes slowly, only to realize that he was in a carriage.This is Jiangfu's carriage, the space inside is more than double that of ordinary carriages, there are tea cakes and snacks in the hidden compartment under the bed, a small red clay stove is fixed at the corner of the carriage, and the charcoal fire inside is burning brightly. The lid of the medicine jar on the stove was raised and lowered by the boiling water, making a crisp crashing sound.

Jiang Xiaohan was slightly taken aback.

How could it be in the carriage, Jiang Xiaohan thought.

He only remembered saying goodbye to Xie Jue for Ning Yan yesterday, and when he came back, he seemed to be a little bit cold, and he didn't even have much energy for the whole afternoon. In the evening, he drank the medicine delivered by Wan Yanqing and passed out, unconscious.

He couldn't remember what happened after that, but he only remembered that he was half asleep and half awake, and he seemed to have a very good dream.

Jiang Xiaohan sat up on the soft couch, and the brocade quilt slipped off his body. He stretched out his hand to catch it in a daze, and found that the quilt was soft and fluffy, and he could smell the smell of being roasted by asarum.

The carriage kept moving, and the wheels compacted the thin snow, making a continuous creaking sound.

As if to dispel the bitter smell of medicine in the car, the window a little far away from him was separated by a thumb-wide wooden strip, and the clear breath of crushed snow swirled in from that gap, Tangled with medicinal aroma.

It is rare that he does not need to face overwhelming mundane affairs as soon as he opens his eyes. There is no memorial, and there is no Xiaojiang Ling who is bluffing. The world is quiet and peaceful, as if there is only this square inch of progress left. .

Jiang Xiaohan sat on the couch to relax for a while before he finally woke up.

He seemed to be infected by this quietness, and it was rare for him to have a quietness in his heart. His thoughts that could not stop for a moment in the past seemed to be pulled away in an instant, and he even felt a lot more relaxed.

Jiang Xiaohan casually took the cup of tea beside him to rinse his mouth. The tea was still warm and seemed to have been poured not long ago.He found a neatly folded thick cloak under the bed, casually draped it over his shoulders, gathered the collar and opened the curtain in front of the car door.

Just as he thought, the well-dressed Yan Qing was sitting outside driving a car, and when he heard the movement behind him, he didn't turn his head, but just said indifferently.

"woke up?"

The wind is inevitably stronger in winter, and Jiang Xiaohan was particularly afraid of the cold after being injured, so he subconsciously wrapped his cloak tightly before sitting next to Yan Qing.

The sky is gray and not fully lit yet, no wonder it is so quiet.

Jiang Xiaohan squinted his eyes and looked around, only to realize that they had already left the capital at some point, and even seemed to be leaving the suburbs of Beijing.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand to fasten the lace of the cloak for him, his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with this situation.

Jiang Xiaohan raised his chin slightly to let him move, and asked lazily, "What is this for?"

"Take you back to Kunlun." Yan Qing said, "Heal your wounds."

After staying in Beijing for these days, even Mr. Yan has learned to cut first and then play.

Jiang Xiaohan's medicine was stopped by Yan Qing these days, and he was very tired easily. He leaned lazily on the car door behind him, and looked at Yan Qing with a half-smile: "Ah Qing, kidnapping court officials is a serious crime, you will be in the court His left prime minister has been kidnapped, why is he still not flustered at all?"

"I greeted Ning Huaijin." Yan Qing explained, "He also agreed."

"Oh..." Jiang Xiaohan made a long note intentionally or unintentionally: "The dust has settled, the lord is about to kill the donkey."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Qing was originally uneasy about making a personal decision, and he was even more afraid that he would harbor resentment when he heard the words: "...the poison on your body needs to be cleared, the medicine came from my master, I think he There is a way to solve it. You have to take good care of your accumulated injuries, and it will be more convenient for me to take you back to Kunlun."

"Everyone says that the capital is prosperous and the south of the Yangtze River is gentle...but you have seen all of these." Yan Qing was afraid that he would disagree, so she quickly glanced at his face and pursed her lips nervously: "I will take you there Look at the solitary smoke in the desert, and the endless snow in Kunlun... how about it?"

Jiang Xiaohan sighed in his heart, Yan Qing is good everywhere, but sometimes it is too inappropriate.

With the new emperor succeeding to the throne, the big and small affairs in the court have been on the right track. He left Beijing at this time, and there is no hindrance to the government.

He also understood why Yan Qing wanted to kill him first and then take him away—there was no other reason, Master Jiang had no credibility at all in terms of "taking care of himself", Yan Qing was afraid that he would be worried about the situation in Beijing, so he simply decided He made up his mind to take people away directly.

"Of course, I can't ask for it." Jiang Xiaohan smiled, pulled Yan Qingweiliang's hand into his palm, lowered his head and took a deep breath, and then said gently: "I also wanted to ask him for leave...you want to take me there Wherever you go, when you leave, if you want to tell me, it’s all up to you, so don’t worry about it.”

Before Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, Master Jiang sighed in a pretentious manner: "It's just that I was taken out of Beijing by you like this, not to mention my wounds have not healed, and I'm penniless, I'm probably under your control .”

Yan Qing was inexplicable when he heard this, wondering what happened to this person suddenly: "No, I—"

"I heard that after people are kidnapped, Ren Yazi usually beats or scolds, and he can't be obedient until he is given food." Master Jiang interrupted him, insisting that he was a poor little cabbage beaten by Shuang: "Then I You have to be more obedient in the future, right?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Mr. Jiang was addicted to acting, so he asked another question: "Is it?"

Yan Qing cooperated with him with difficulty: "...Yes."

Jiang Xiaohan finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.His eyebrows are curved, and he looks very happy.He played with Yan Qing's long and slender fingers, lovingly stroking the back of Yan Qing's hand with his thumb, those jade-like hands were warmed by his warmth, and a thin layer of fleshy pink appeared on the fingertips.

Yan Qing looked sideways at Jiang Xiaohan, his eyes were so soft that they almost melted into puddles of water.

The night before he left the capital, he slipped into the palace to meet Ning Huaijin once.I thought it would take two rounds of Tai Chi with Ning Huaijin to successfully take him away, but this Prince Gong was very talkative, so he readily agreed after hearing his intentions.

Ning Huaijin had just finished approving the papers at that time, and was standing in the yard tending a plum tree, when she saw Yan Qing approaching, she wiped her hands and talked to him: "Master Jiang is indeed tired enough, now the court affairs are getting on the right track, If I don't even agree with this, it's unavoidable that I'm too unreasonable... It's just that I can't leave forever, and I have to rely on his help in the future for all matters in the court."

"That's natural." Yan Qing and Ning Huaijin were unfamiliar, so he could only say dryly: "Thank you."

"It's a small effort, so there's nothing to say thank you." Ning Huaijin smiled and said, "Although I don't know Mr. well, I envy Mr. Jiang very much."

He was speaking politely at first, but for some reason Yan Qing got more serious, stood still and asked, "What are you envious of?"

"I know how the emperor is. If Mr. Jiang hadn't been here this time, Mr. Jiang would not have retreated like today, and even kept the glory of Jiang and Xie." Ning Huaijin said: "With a confidant like Mr., Isn't it enviable?"

"I didn't help him with anything." Yan Qing said flatly: "All the mistakes in life are caused by karma. Jiang Xiaohan planted the cause himself, and I just helped him make up for it."

If Mr. Jiang hadn't stripped off the mask on his body to survive in Pingjiang City and showed him his whole heart, he wouldn't be standing under the magnificent eaves of this imperial city today.

This is the case from Luo Suifeng to Xie Yongming. Jiang Xiaohan may not even realize it himself. It was he who first showed kindness to others, and then he was surrounded by this group of people and walked down from the precarious high platform step by step, and finally landed safely. It fell into place.

Yan Qing was thinking, but the carriage was stopped suddenly.

Yan Qing hurriedly came back to his senses, only to see that Jiang Ying was dressed in dark black clothes, her breath was a little short, and a thin layer of frost hung on her brows, as if she had been chasing her all the way.

Jiang Ying originally wanted to ask Jiang Xiaohan why he didn't tell him in advance if he wanted to leave.Unexpectedly, before she had time to open her mouth, Yan Qing asked a serious question first.

"Jiang Ying?" Yan Qing looked at him strangely: "Why are you still here?"

Jiang Ying also asked him this sentence, and said blankly: "Otherwise, where should the subordinate be?"

"The Zhuang family is not in Beijing to celebrate the New Year, and he left Beijing after the palace banquet last night." Yan Qing said, "Don't you know?"

Jiang Ying was speechless for a moment.He naturally knew what happened to Zhuang Yi, even before leaving Beijing, Zhuang Yi had come to Qingsi Hall to look for him.But in any case, Jiang Xiaohan is his master, and it has nothing to do with him where Zhuang Yi is.

Jiang Xiaohan, who had just entered the carriage to drink medicine, finally couldn't listen anymore. He lifted the curtain and tried to wake up the stick with earnestness: "Didn't Zhuang Yi say that he still lacks a follower who can know martial arts?"

"...Yes." Jiang Ying already understood what Jiang Xiaohan was saying: "But——"

"But what?" Jiang Xiaohan raised his eyebrows: "Don't dare to go?"

Jiang Ying really didn't dare to go.

In fact, as early as the night of the sixteenth day of the winter moon, Jiang Xiaohan had already told him that the emperor was dead, and the shadow guard no longer had to be constrained by his status. If he wanted to make his own way in the future, he could do it freely.

It's just that since he can remember, he only knows how to kill people and do things. His whole life has become a sharp knife, blindfolded every day, regardless of the way ahead, just obeying orders.

How could Dao have thoughts, Jiang Ying thought.It's not that he doesn't know what Zhuang Yi thinks of him, but he himself has long since ceased to be a human being, so how can he get closer to living people.

Jiang Xiaohan suddenly felt very tired. He kept Jiang Ying by his side for six years. In the past six years, he had always treated Jiang Mo the same as him, hoping that he would understand the difference between his subordinates and the death guards.Who knows that this wood has not learned a little bit, and it is still a muscle.

"Forget it, Zhuang Yi is thin-skinned, so he didn't let me tell." Jiang Xiaohan sighed: "Do you really think he hasn't recognized you in the past six years?"

Then Yan Qing suddenly discovered that Jiang Ying's frozen expression suddenly changed, and for the first time in his life, he showed an expression of disbelief: "Master—"

Although Yan Qing didn't know what charades his master and servant were playing, he still sincerely pointed to the official road not far behind him.

"Jiang Ying, do you think that is Zhuang Yi's frame?"

Jiang Ying turned her head in the direction he pointed, only to find that Zhuang Yi's expensive carriage was parked not far away beside the official road, but the carriage was mostly blocked by a thick locust tree, so he hurried over Chasing after Jiang Xiaohan, he just didn't notice.

The Zhuang family left the capital a few hours ago, and now it is almost dawn.If Zhuang Yi was really in the frame, he would have waited for two hours at least.

"Your Majesty died, and all the shadow guards over 17 years old died in front of the couch that night." Jiang Xiaohan suddenly said, "You are the only exception."

Jiang Ying was startled.

"Don't disappoint this exception." Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ying knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Hey." Jiang Xiaohan said with satisfaction: "Of course, if his family treats you badly, you can go back to look for Jiang Mo as usual, and the Jiang family can still afford your salary."

Jiang Ying's face was flushed red, but she couldn't speak for a while, so she simply bent over and kowtowed to him three times quite sincerely.

It wasn't until Jiang Ying got up and walked towards Zhuang Yi's carriage that Yan Qing asked with great interest, "Are the two of them old acquaintances?"

"Seven years ago, the national treasury was short of silver due to natural disasters. That year, Zhuang Yixian had just received two waterways, and when it was in full swing, His Majesty began to think about whether to take care of the banker to solve the urgent need." Jiang Xiaohan served tea. Zhan took a sip to moisten his throat, and then continued: "But after all, Zhuang Yixian has been diligent and diligent for so many years, His Majesty hesitated, so he sent a shadow guard to investigate. If his family really has no second heart and wholeheartedly serves him, then that's all." .”

Yan Qing's thoughts were clear, and he knew one thing: "Is Jiang Ying one of the people who went to investigate the dealer?"

"Yeah... Zhuang Yi was only a teenager at that time. Hearing that there was a priceless and famous sword in his father's treasury, he decided to see it. He let his father sneak in, but he was trapped inside and couldn't get out." Jiang Xiaohan said as if he remembered something interesting, and waved his hands while laughing: "Jiang Ying sneaked into the treasury to check the account books of the banker, but was caught by Zhuang Yi. That said, Zhuang Yi had been hungry for a whole day, held his leg and would not let go, begging for nothing to take him out with him. Jiang Ying had no choice but to take him out as well."

After Jiang Xiaohan finished telling the story, he took out the mountain travel notes from the car. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not enough, and continued: "I heard that in the treasury, Zhuang Yi forced a piece of nougat to Jiang Ying as a reward... Yingwei is always good at finding trouble for nothing. , But maybe it’s because of this, after Jiang Ying returned to Beijing, he reported that everything was fine, and thanks to Zhuang Yixian’s efforts, the tribute earned at the end of the year really eased the national treasury, and His Majesty took advantage of the situation to dispel other thoughts.”

Thinking about it, Yan Qingguang knew what a wild scene it was, and couldn't help laughing: "Fate is also very wonderful."

Jiang Xiaohan watched Zhuang Yi's carriage put down the curtain, and said with emotion: "Yes, the fate of the world is amazing... Your family's patriarch once said that people's life is all about cultivation. I suddenly thought, Maybe it’s difficult to practice hard work, and what you want to practice is to get something.”

Jiang Xiaohan waited for a long time without hearing Yan Qing's reply, so he couldn't help asking: "Ah Qing, what are you thinking at this moment?"

Yan Qing looked sideways at him when he heard the words, his expression was calm, and his eyes were as clear and clean as ever.The corners of his lips curled into a shallow arc, unreservedly bringing Jiang Xiaohan in his eyes into a warm and soft softness.

"Cultivate your mind, cultivate your mind, and cultivate this life, you are my way."

The author says:

Thanks to kamiyah, I can't wait for time, Bai Jian, Ziqi, Zhong Yili, Dawangwangwang, it's Fuxuya for the fish food~Thanks to Chenye for the catnip~