The historian can't write

In the early morning of the next day, a strand of Mu Shufeng's hair fell down on his nose. He frowned and raised his hand to push the hair away. Then he paused, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have become a human, and immediately woke up.

He quickly looked up and saw that Cui Jingxing was still sleeping, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Recently, his injuries were a bit serious, and he couldn't even control the monster form and human form completely. It seems that he will not be able to come here again recently.Thinking of this, Mu Shufeng turned into a mimosa and sneaked away from the window.

When Cui Jingxing woke up and saw that there was no shadow of Mu Shufeng around him, he was not surprised, but he was relieved, otherwise he would not know how to cooperate with Mr. Mu in acting.

The person who wanted to kill him has not yet been found. If it was really because of the history of the previous court, then the other party would definitely not let it go. It just so happened that Cui Jingxing took a few days off and planned to stay in the other courtyard of Mufu.But Cui Jingxing was not idle, he began to sort out the historical materials in his hand, especially those classics he saw in the secret pavilion, he had already written them down silently one by one.

"Since the first emperor wanted to cover up the history of the previous dynasty, there must be something shady. The ancient books about the history of the previous dynasty had been burned as early as 20 years ago, and it is impossible for them to remain in the secret pavilion, unless there is some omission." For a moment, Cui Jingxing couldn't think of what he had overlooked, so he took out all the secret books written silently, and looked them up word by word.

There is nothing left of the ancient books of the last emperor of the previous dynasty. Whether it is the law, the New Deal, historical materials, or prisons, they have all been burned by the late emperor. Among the numerous ancient books in the secret pavilion, there is only one sentence and that period. related.

Cui Jingxing turned back to the page recorded yesterday, "In the winter of the tenth year of Zhaoming, on the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Empress Meng passed through the mulberry field and gave birth to Princess Le'an." On this day, Queen Meng, who was pregnant, went to Sangye to pray for blessings, but she gave birth to Princess Le'an on the way.

The history books about the former dynasty no longer exist, but some legends still exist. According to legend, the last emperor of the former dynasty was incompetent and innocent, but he had a deep affection for the childhood sweetheart, Empress Meng, so even though there were three thousand beautiful harems, there was still no deposed queen. Thinking, even when Empress Meng wanted to go to Sangye to pray for blessings, she asked one of her favorite concubines to go with her.At that time, Empress Meng and Concubine Chong were pregnant at the same time, and gave birth to a princess and a prince respectively.

It's just that legends are legends after all, and there is no detailed record of the time when Empress Meng gave birth to Princess Le'an. Cui Jingxing didn't see this relic until today in this ancient book that records etiquette.Coincidentally, the first emperor, the Tai-zu emperor of this dynasty, was also born on the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the tenth year of the Showa era.

"Is there any relationship between the first emperor and Empress Meng or Princess Le'an?" Cui Jingxing remembered that when he was young, he heard his father say a few words. Not even half a sentence.

Cui Jingxing speculated to this point, knowing that even if he guessed further, he would not be able to guess the result. Although history writers can speculate boldly, they are most afraid of imagining it out of thin air.He wrote down the things he thought of in the draft, then organized the historical materials and stuffed them into the small cabinet, and put a few stacks of clothes on it.

Cui Jingxing suddenly had a bold idea, the person who wanted to kill him must know this history of the previous dynasty, if he used himself as bait, he might be able to catch that person, and then it would be easy to understand the history of the previous dynasty from that person too much.

"Only by myself, I can't deal with the killer behind the scenes. I'm afraid I won't be able to use it as a bait. Instead, I will lose my wife and lose my army." Cui Jingxing pondered for a while, and decided to discuss it with Mu Shufeng at night.

Mu Shufeng didn't come over until a long time after dinner. The white snow in the yard hadn't melted yet, but the glistening snow didn't have that touch of greenness.Maybe Master Mu is busy today?Cui Jingxing closed the window with some disappointment in his heart. He didn't know whether it was disappointment that Mu Shufeng didn't come to sleep here, or disappointment that his plan could not be implemented as soon as possible.

"Dangdang." There were two knocks on the bedroom door.

Cui Jingxing's eyes lit up, and he hurried to open the door. His left foot was a bit sloppy, but when he opened the door, there was no sign of Mu Shufeng, but a small one.

The little one, Gu Chunfeng, clasped his hands together, and when he raised his head, he burst into tears.

Cui Jingxing restrained his emotions, bent down and said, "Why don't you sleep."

Gu Chunfeng pursed his lips, suppressed his crying and said, "Brother, there are monsters."

"En?" Cui Jingxing was startled, Mr. Mu ran to the wrong house?

"There is a monster talking outside the window."

Cui Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief, "That's the secret guard sent by Mr. Mu. It's not a monster."

"Dark guard?" Gu Chunfeng couldn't understand what it was.

Cui Jingxing continued to make up, "It means guard."

"Then I didn't see them during the day."

"Dark guards are secret guards, so naturally they won't let us see them."

"So that's the case." Gu Chunfeng nodded, still a little scared in his heart, "Brother, can I sleep with you?"

"Of course, but I'm more than 20 years older than you, so you should call me uncle."

Gu Chunfeng is as good as he is, "Cui Shushu."

Cui Jingxing looked at him meaningfully. The child looked dull and introverted on the surface, but he had a lot of thoughts on the inside. As early as yesterday, he told Gu Chunfeng what to call him, but today Gu Chunfeng still called him brother to please him, and was corrected. In the end, he didn't make too many quibbles, so that even if the child who knows how to advance and retreat has a lot of eyes, it is hard to be hated.

No wonder Mu Shufeng chose this child as the new emperor.Cui Jingxing rubbed Gu Chunfeng's head, took his little hand and went back to the house, "Uncle, there is only one quilt here, don't dislike it."

Gu Chunfeng shook his head quickly, "Thank you Cui Shushu."

Cui Jingxing carried Gu Chunfeng to the bed and told him to lie down inside, and then he went to bed and covered the two of them with blankets.

Gu Chunfeng did not dare to move after lying on the bed, he was afraid of disturbing Cui Jingxing, so he fell asleep with his body stiff like this.

Hearing the sound of even breathing, Cui Jingxing turned his head and glanced at the child, he couldn't laugh or cry, this child is so cautious in observing words and expressions, I am afraid that life will not be easy in the past.

His expression was a little dazed, since the collapse of the Mu Mansion, he also grew up observing words and expressions.Regardless of whether it was Cui En or Bai Xiuzhuan, the reason why they treated him kindly and protected him was because of his father, Mu Pingsheng, not for him.Now I'm afraid everyone can't remember what his name was once, even he himself can't remember it.

Cui Jingxing didn't feel that he should complain. After all, he was only a seven-year-old boy back then, and there was no need for others to rescue and protect him just for a child. Even for the sake of his father Mu Pingsheng, he would never forget these kindnesses.

Cui Jingxing touched Gu Chunfeng's hair, and whispered: "No matter what happens in the future, don't forget who you are today, otherwise no one will help you remember."

Gu Chunfeng was already sound asleep and did not hear Cui Jingxing's words, but he still sniffed in his dream.

The lights in the other courtyard of Mu Mansion have been turned off, but the lights in Mu Mansion are still brightly lit.Mu Shufeng sat at the desk in the bedroom, looking at the white snow outside the window, covering his lips with one hand and coughing, "Mu Qi, arrange two people to go to another courtyard to protect that nerd."

"Meow~" The flower cat ran out from the beam.

A bat hangs upside down from the eaves, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

"I'm unstable now."

The bat couldn't understand, "Our monster shape is also quite beautiful."

"The monster shape is also unstable."

"Mubai is really unfeeling. After so many years of friendship, you can hit him if you want to." Bat crossed his arms, his face showing a bit of anger, "If I can't beat him, I will definitely beat him for you that day."

"..." Mu Shufeng captured his heart. What these monsters said were not polite words. Animals that have become monsters have human nature and know what is benevolence and what is righteousness. But animals are animals after all. Avoiding harm is the instinct of every animal, and demons are no exception. It is their nature to be afraid of strong enemies. When a strong enemy comes, they may not be able to move.

The bat looked at Mu Shufeng coughing and coughing, and said with some sympathy: "But you will take a long time to recover from this injury, right?"

"It doesn't matter, Mu Bai was also hurt by me. Even if he enters the palace now, there is nothing he can do."

The bat spat, "Hey, who's worried about it. I mean you've been hiding to recuperate, your wife won't run away, right?"

Mu Shufeng coughed even worse, "What daughter-in-law?"

"What is Cui, Cui En!"

Mu Shufeng thought of Cui En's beard, and retorted without thinking, "It's Cui Jingxing."

"Oh, it's Cui Jingxing."

Mu Shufeng had a headache, this bat was as serious as ever, "Don't talk nonsense, he is just my friend."

"I don't think other humans make friends that much."

"You don't understand." Mu Shufeng bowed his head, his left wrist was exposed from the sleeve, and a worn multicolored rope was tied to his wrist.

This colorful rope looks old and dilapidated. According to Mu Shufeng's cleanliness, it is impossible to wear it on his body, but no one knows that this kind of rope has been carried by Mu Shufeng for more than 20 years. .

"If liking like a good friend is considered love, then the person I love is already dead." Mu Shufeng looked a little lonely, and even the slightly raised Danfeng eyes lost their momentum.

The bat poohed several times in succession, "Pah, pee, die-hard."

Mu Shufeng came back to his senses, frowned and said, "Don't spit indiscriminately."

"Death cleanliness!" Cursed, but the bat didn't dare to vomit anymore.

Mu Shufeng closed the window, went back to bed and lay down but couldn't fall asleep because of his luck. He touched the colorful rope on his wrist and recalled the past.

At that time, the Dragon Boat Festival had just passed, and although Mu Shufeng hadn't learned how to transform into a human form, he was already able to run out of the soil.The little Mufu doll who looked like glutinous rice balls ran around with colorful ropes, and Mu Shufeng quietly followed behind.

There is a folk custom that colorful ropes are used to ward off evil spirits, but they must be thrown away after being worn on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, so as to ensure peace and success.The little baby of Mu's mansion threw the colorful rope in a remote corner, because he loves cleanliness and didn't want to throw it on the road.After the little baby left, Mu Shufeng followed quietly, picked up the colorful rope, and hid it in his own flowerpot.

As soon as the mimosa took root in the flower pot, no one knew that there was a colorful rope under the root.

It's a pity that the colorful rope is very old now, and it will rot and dissipate in a few years, and the little doll from back then has long since disappeared.Mu Shufeng was very sad. If Qiuqiu was still alive, what would he look like now?Will it cause disaster to the country and the people like Cui Jingxing?

The answer he may never know.Mu Shufeng took a deep breath, and pulled down his sleeve to cover the colorful rope.After tossing and turning for a long time, he still couldn't fall asleep, and finally planned to go to another courtyard to take a look at Cui Jingxing.

The moonlight outside the window is very bright, and the fluorescent light on the snow makes the world look like morning and day.Mu Shufeng turned into a mimosa, and quietly pushed open the window of the other courtyard. The moonlight shone on the bed without a curtain, reflecting two heads, one big and one small.

Immediately, Mu Shufeng's thoughts of hurting Qiu disappeared, and he rushed up with a burst of anger. This... this nerd, dared to let others lie in his place while he was no longer there!

Mimosa jumped in with a whoosh, landed on Cui Jingxing's head, and began to pull out his hair.

Cui Jingxing was startled awake, he quickly took down the mimosa, and yawned helplessly, "So it was you."

"Humph."

"Why did you come back so late?"

Mu Shufeng was dissatisfied immediately, "Aren't you going to explain to me where this little thing came from?"

Where did it come from?You didn't send it here, Cui Jingxing's mouth twitched slightly, "It was sent by Mr. Mu, and I let Uncle Cui help to educate him. He was afraid tonight, so he came to make do with me for the night."

Cui Jingxing didn't think otherwise, thinking that Mu Shufeng's cleanliness was a crime. After all, this Mu Daren never let anyone get close to him except him. "This child has been checked before going to bed, and it is very clean and has no peculiar smell."

That's not what Mu Shufeng minded, but he couldn't tell what he minded, so he was dissatisfied with nonsense, "I hate human taste."

Cui Jingxing secretly thought that this is the case, he used to take medicinal baths, and the smell of herbs on his body must have covered the human smell, but he didn't know what the human smell was, so he couldn't help asking Mu Shufeng.

Mu Shufeng glanced at him, and said in a cold tone: "You haven't eaten for many days, and you suddenly smelled a roast chicken."

"..." Cui Jingxing didn't dare to hug Gu Chunfeng to the bed anymore, what if Mr. Mu couldn't control himself.

Seeing his expression, Mu Shufeng withdrew his gaze in satisfaction. Naturally, the human smell was not the smell of roast chicken. He was trying to scare Cui Jingxing. As for what the human smell is, how would he know?It's all made up.

"Brother Cao, let's make do with it for the night. Tomorrow, I will send the child back to the place where he lives." Cui Jingxing comforted Mu Shufeng before lying down and continuing to sleep.

Mu Shufeng lay on the other side of Cui Jingxing.

Gu Chunfeng, who was half asleep and half awake, seemed to hear Cui Shushu talking. He sat up from the bed and saw Cui Jingxing sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, so he pretended that he was sleepy and lay back down again.