I am slightly cute

Xiao Suji seldom went out late at night, even in the palace, he didn't have the habit of taking people for a walk in the dark, this was the first time he walked on the empty street, he sniffed the cold air fiercely, feeling a little strange.

Although Huizhou is very close to Bianzhou, it is incomparable to the emperor. When it was dark, every family hid in their rooms and never came out. On the road, you could still hear the barking of dogs and the whimpering of night cats. Han Jingzhi A big robe was added to him, wrapping him tightly in it, Zhao Zijing led the way, the housekeeper lit the lamp, and there were no servants around him, but the secret guards of Prince Lin's Mansion were hiding in the hall like civet cats. In the darkness of night, they always protect the safety of the emperor and King Lin.

"Ha... Aiqing, there is fog." Xiao Suji let out a long breath, and under the light of the light, he could see the thin water mist floating out.

Han Jingzhi touched his cold ears, and stuffed his hands back into his robe: "Yes, it's really cold this year." The emperor's eyelashes were also covered with a thin layer of water vapor, which penetrated the faint warmth. The yellow halo was looming, and a pair of clear spring-like eyes blinked and looked at the farmhouses all around.

"The houses here are a bit small. I never knew that people lived in this kind of houses before." Xiao Suji sighed. Stacks of low walls were piled up with uneven bricks and tiles, wiped with dry mud, and there were wild cats on the walls. A layer of sand and soil will be brought down by running past, and the wooden door painted with mottled red paint is tightly closed, creaking from time to time. Very angry.

"The emperor has never been out of the palace, so naturally he doesn't know." Han Jingzhi felt that this place was okay, but the road leading to the old woman's house bypassed the southwest corner of Huizhou, and was close to leaving the city, so it was not as prosperous and affluent as the center, but the people at the border Life is not as good as here, but fortunately, the Jingyang Army is stationed at the border, and the people have a sense of security in their hearts, so they will not be displaced, but they have no chance to experience the prosperity of the imperial capital, which is really pitiful.

"I should have left the palace earlier." Xiao Suji said solemnly, "If I knew that the common people live in such a house, I would reduce the tax." Otherwise, I would feel very guilty for eating so well and living so well.

Zhao Zijing's heart warmed up, officials, especially poor scholars who aspire to be upright officials, the luckiest thing is to meet a wise monarch, but throughout the ages, there are few kings who can be as real as their ancestors who conquered the country. Understand the life of the common people, who were born in the palace and grew up in the garden surrounded by palace walls and railings, the most ordinary people who are easy to stay away from.

Although the emperor's words were a little naive, he was already very grateful for the people in his heart, but the tax was clearly not raised by the emperor himself?Why did you backtrack again?

Although Zhao Zijing was puzzled, he couldn't say anything face to face, not to mention the close relationship between King Lin and the Emperor, so if he asked such a question rashly, it would inevitably make King Lin feel unhappy.

But Han Jingzhi always had a pleasant face, and he didn't even shy away from discussing taxation with the emperor in front of the housekeeper and Zhao Zijing.

"Okay, let's work together to reduce the tax, but this is a big project, and we need to give the Minister of the Household Department some time, otherwise he will not be able to turn around." Han Jingzhi patiently explained that now the emperor will not consider the consequences when doing things, relying on His heart was rampant, but he had to take care of the emperor's interests.

When he was still at the border a few years ago, Xiao Suji did increase taxes, which caused the people in some poor areas to complain and dare not speak out. But at that time, Xiao Suji did need a lot of financial resources to repair the canal, and the Ministry of Households could not support it. Only then did he propose to the emperor the idea of ​​increasing taxes. Considering that the harvest was bumper that year and the people had no worries about food and clothing, the tax was increased, but the increase never came down.

"Emperor—" Zhao Zijing stretched out his hand and pointed, there was a lonely thatched house not far away, the roof was full of weeds, and even the smell of the surroundings was a little moldy, just in time for the continuous rain a few days ago, the ground was also It was muddy, after all, the emperor is a man of gold, he might not be able to bear this kind of place, Zhao Zijing wanted Xiao Suji to sit in a clean place, so don't come into the house, but unfortunately he speaks too slowly, an emperor Exit, the emperor has already stepped into the mud.

The cold muddy water flooded over the boots in a short while, even the fine cloth boots used by the royal family are not completely waterproof, Xiao Suji only felt his toes get cold, and his face immediately wrinkled: "Ai Qing..."

Xiao Suji had lingering fears, but luckily I didn't reject the filthy things, otherwise I would have jumped up angrily!

He thought about it again, although I don't have one, but Aiqing does!Aiqing's clothes are always clean, and even the prairie fire has to be brushed several times a day before she is willing to ride. Aiqing will not go to dirty and messy places. Last time, Doudou and I made clay The villain, Ai Qing hid far away, and refused to even hug me. Obviously, I made a very funny clay figurine, called the little emperor of Dajiji!

Han Jingzhi followed behind him, carefully looking at a farm house, and found that this house looked more desolate than other houses, and other houses could use tiles, but their house only covered the roof with bundled thatch. It's not a wealthy family, and it's really sad that something like that happened again.

Just as he was thinking, he didn't pay attention to Xiao Suji's abnormality. Seeing Xiao Suji calling him, he asked, "What?"

"Ai Qing, hurry up." Xiao Suji carefully moved his feet, and gently gave Han Jingzhi the position of the mud pit.

King Lin strode so obediently that he even wanted to hold the emperor's hand!

puff!

Han Jingzhi: "..."

No matter how advanced the martial arts are, it is hard to tell where is a mud pit and which is flat ground on this dark path, but this is obviously the place Xiao Suji just passed by. There was a lump of mud, and there was a lump on his shoes. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he barely held it back.

"Your Majesty, brother Han!" Jiang Yibai's voice came from inside the room.

A figure flashed out from the short and short room, it was Lord Taishiling, Jiang Yibai saluted Xiao Suji and Han Jingzhi under the dim light, but the expression on his face was very heavy.

"What's the matter?" Han Jingzhi's heart tightened. He didn't want any troublesome things to happen. If it's just practicing kung fu, or being poisoned, it's easy to deal with. Even if you lose your breath, as the old woman said, as long as you He would not be worried about ordinary deaths, but it was obvious from Jiang Yibai's face.

"Not good." Sure enough, Jiang Yibai sighed.

"Dead?" Han Jingzhi asked.

Jiang Yibai shook his head: "Go and see for yourself, the emperor should... stay outside with your ministers." Jiang Yibai kindly suggested, otherwise I might spit it out, Jiaojiao Didi, brother Han is so precious, It's not okay to freak out, I'm so considerate.

"I want to see it too!" Xiao Suji was in a hurry. Didn't he come here just to see people, but he stepped on the mud when he got there, and he didn't even let me take a look.

"Your Majesty, why don't I tell you some interesting stories about Brother Han's childhood, and we'll wait outside together for him to come out." Jiang Yibai seduced.

If you miss this village, there will be no store here. The emperor must seize the opportunity.

"This..." Xiao Suji hesitated, although he wanted to hear it very much, but I am not an idiot, after I finish reading it, I come out and force you to say it, can you still not say it?

Han Jingzhi raised his eyebrows: "...you know what's wrong with me?"

Jiang Yibai said innocently: "For example, the legendary Han Huahua..."

"Shut up!" Han Jingzhi glared at Jiang Yibai.

"Your Majesty, I can't say anything if Brother Han is here." Jiang Yibai spread his hands.

What cold flowers?It sounds like a girl's name, it's the same if I listen to Aiqing's short story first and then read it!

"Then I'll listen to what Ai Qing said." Xiao Suji sat down next to Jiang Yibai with a small bench, ready to listen to the story.

Han Jingzhi gritted his teeth: "Hi!"Very ruthless breakup!

"Go, brother Han!" Jiang Yibai winked, and finally left the emperor outside, so don't go in and make trouble, it is really scary, I almost spit it out, this kind of shock should not let the delicate emperor face up.

Han Jingzhi knew that Jiang Yibai must have deliberately kept Xiao Suji behind, and perhaps he had discovered something serious, so he became even more curious about the person inside who was said to be like a puppet.

There was a shy little girl in the room, with her head slightly poked, looking timidly at the strangers who came late at night. She was wearing coarse clothes, with a red string tied on her head, and her fingers were black as if wiped from the bottom of a pot. It's like gray.

"Come with me." Han Jingzhi beckoned to the butler, and stepped into the room first. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which was so choking that he couldn't breathe. I found that the house was pitifully small, there were only two living rooms inside and outside, and there was no door to cover it. The old woman was sitting on a chair, her eyes were vacantly looking into the house, and her fingers were rubbing her cane nervously. There were words in her mouth, as if she was talking about some spells, praying for her grandson.

A peasant woman held a child in her arms and wiped her tears. In the corner was a spinning wheel that had been used for a long time, and it was still wrapped with dense threads. It was obviously the dependence of the family's life, and every thread was the hope of survival.

"My lord, save my father." The little girl whispered to Han Jingzhi, her big round eyes looked at Han Jingzhi full of hope. Although she is small, she also knows that a big man has come to the house, maybe he can save her father big shot.

Han Jingzhi patted her shoulder comfortingly, without saying a word, and then stepped into the back room.

"This..." Han Jingzhi couldn't help but gasped when he saw the person on the bed who was tightly tied up with a rope.

Is this still a person?

Lying on the bed was a haggard man, his limbs tied up with ropes, lying flat on the hard bed, motionless.

If it was just like this, Han Jingzhi wouldn't be shocked at all. The most frightening thing is that if he didn't know in advance that the person lying on the bed was a real person from the past, Han Jingzhi would think it was just a wax figure.

The man's facial features were extremely unreal, as if they were made of yellow wax, the expression on his face was empty and lifeless, his eyes were staring straight at the thatch on the roof, there was no trace of moisture in the eye sockets, as if Stuffing two eyeball-shaped beads into it forcefully, he had already lost his breath, his chest would not heave, and the corners of his mouth seemed to rise up irregularly like wax that had melted, crowding the His skin was wrinkled, his hair was like a pile of weeds, it was only gently placed on the top of his head, but it had already been separated from his scalp, his palms were like bloated steamed buns, almost fused into a ball, the skin on his body showed a terrifying The dark red color seemed to spurt out blood when the skin was scraped off. From this point of view, the blood would no longer flow.

The housekeeper seemed to be unable to bear to look any longer, and covered his eyes with his hands and said, "His Royal Highness Lin, it is inconvenient for us adults to talk, so I will explain this matter to you in detail."

"This man's name is Huo Tuo, and he is a local cadaver artisan in our area. However, Huizhou does not have such a tradition of exorcising corpses. This kind of thing is widely spread in Bizhou. Some outsiders who killed Bizhou, Bizhou locals If people are taboo and refuse to accept it, they will ask the mortician to drive the corpse away, so as not to let lonely souls and wild ghosts haunt it."

"Huo Tuo has been relying on this to make money. In fact, he didn't bring the corpse back, because we don't have such a saying here. He collected money and buried the corpse in the wilderness outside Bizhou. He can earn some money once he goes there. money back."

"A few days ago, a few friends in the same company said that they found the master. The master really mastered the lost secret method, making the corpses follow the mortician like a doll, and can drive away thousands of corpses at once. Just in time for the famine in Bizhou, dead people are everywhere, and the local officials are also jealous. They are looking for a mortician to drive away the corpses. Huo Tuo was very happy that he didn't have to do this kind of unscrupulous business, so he followed them back to Bizhou."

"I don't know what went wrong. Those people haven't returned for a long time. They finally came back. They brought back Huo Tuo, who is alive or not. I heard from those people that they are generally lazy and got some sweetness in Bizhou. They drank and bought drunk, dreamed of dying in the gentle village, only Huo Tuo has been pestering the so-called master, learning the secret method that can drive away thousands of corpses at once."

"But I don't know why, something happened to Huo Tuo. He was accidentally scratched by the corpse's nails. The small wound has not been healed. Huo Tuo didn't take it seriously and just wrapped it in a cloth. After a while, they continued to help exorcise corpses to make money. The rest of them envied Huo Tuo and felt that they had no money left, but Huo Tuo had a lot of money, so they persuaded Huo Tuo to let them follow and let the government pay more. A few money, but they only serve Huo Tuo, and they have no ability to drive corpses."

The housekeeper swallowed softly, and continued: "But they also found it strange that Huo Tuo originally buried the corpse in an old forest in the outskirts, but now he brought the body into a ravine. They asked Huo Tuo, Horto said he didn't know either."

Han Jingzhi frowned and questioned: "Does he really have the ability to drive away thousands of corpses?"

The housekeeper nodded hastily: "I didn't believe it at first, but those in the same company said they saw it with their own eyes. Although it is not as exaggerated as thousands of thousands, the corpse really followed him."

Han Jingzhi pointed to the wax figure on the bed: "Then why did he become like this?"

The butler stretched out his hand and pointed to Huo Tuo's right arm. There was still a piece of sackcloth wrapped around it, which had already been stained with something, black, black, yellow, and very dirty.

"It was because of that wound. After Huo Tuo was injured, the wound began to deform, slowly dissolving like wax oil, and his bones were almost exposed. Only then did he realize that something was wrong. When Bizhou was turning his back on his back, he had the ability The doctor in the village has already gone to other places, and some village doctors can't see anything wrong, they only know to paste some herbal medicine on him, but it doesn't work."

"Huo Tuo couldn't ride a horse at that time. He asked the brothers who went with him to send him back, and then gave them money. If he met a good doctor along the way, he would see a doctor. Huo Tuo came back, but...he became like this on the way, at first he was still breathing, but today he didn't even breathe."

Han Jingzhi thought in his heart, is this poisoning?

Although this man's complexion was terrifying, he didn't have dark skin and blue lips, so it didn't look like he was poisoned, but what was this waxy wound that made a person look like a wax, could it be scratched by the nails of a corpse to cause such damage?

Is this dead?

Not to mention, although he was no longer breathing, the flesh of his body did not rot, and the parts that were not waxed still looked full of elasticity. He was lying here like a dummy, motionless.

"Why tie him up?" Since he is motionless, why not let him lie on the bed more comfortably?

The butler looked at the peasant woman.

"Because... because he will drop things whenever he moves." The peasant woman said nervously.

It was only then that Han Jingzhi discovered that only the palm remained of this man's bloated hand like a steamed bun, and the ten fingers looked like broken winter dead wood, leaving uneven marks.

"Who is the master who taught him?"

"It is said that it is called Huangliang Old Daoist." The housekeeper recalled.

Zhao Zijing seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly said: "Shan—"

"Oh, the mountain he drove the corpse to is called Miaoran Peak." The housekeeper added.

Miaoran Peak, Lianxue Villa.

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Xiao Suji sat on a small bench with Master Tai Shiling, holding a small heater in his hand, he poked Jiang Yibai's thigh with his finger: "Who is Han Huahua?"

Jiang Yibai had a bitter face: "Ah...this..."

"Is Aiqing trying to deceive the emperor?" Xiao Suji was surprised.

"No, no, no!" Jiang Yibai quickly waved his hands, "Han Huahua is Brother Han."

Xiao Suji: "..." Such a beautiful name, are you sure?

"Before Brother Han was born, I asked a fortune teller to do a fortune teller. The husband said that he was a girl, but he was destined to be a girl. He was doomed to be a lonely person all his life. He would run around to death for what he wanted in his heart. He would not have any enjoyment in his life. He would only earn a lifetime of fame. , So Empress Ru Ji thought, why is a girl so unlucky, she was short of flowers, she might as well be called Han Huahua, Brother Han was called Han Huahua when he was a child, and he was called Han Jingzhi until he went to school, now many people don’t like her I know, but once you call him Huahua, he will subconsciously turn back." For example, I often try, without exception, in addition to changing a good mood for the day, I can also get a good beating.

"Oh~~~" Xiao Suji was thoughtful.

"Your Majesty, please don't let me know." Lord Tai Shiling instructed, otherwise it will be another violent beating!

The hidden guards who were hiding in the dark and eavesdropping couldn't help but gasp!

To hear such a secret story of the prince!Our safety is seriously threatened!What if I couldn't hold back and yelled out?After all, the name Huahua is so easy to pronounce and beautiful, we all think it sounds a hundred times better than Jingzhi, it is kind and has a strong local flavor, and you can faintly imagine the image of a simple and honest village woman, which makes people want to marry very much!

The hidden guards covered their faces involuntarily, fantasizing silently in their hearts, if our lord hadn't changed his name, Han Huahua, Lord Huahua, the number one Huahua in Bianzhou, would be handsome beyond another level!

In the evening, Han Jingzhi coaxed Xiao Suji to sleep, and he quietly lay down next to the emperor, smelling the familiar breath, he finally calmed down a little, and temporarily waved the puppet out of his mind.

He faintly heard Xiao Suji babble, and muttered: "Huahua, let me touch her chest."

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The author has something to say: Han Jingzhi: Jiang Yibai!

Master Tai Shiling cried and chirped: You don't slap people in the face when you beat them!