A short cute story every day before going to bed

In a small alley in Chang’an West Lane, there is a building made of waste tiles and bricks. It is an exaggeration to say that it is a building, because those things that cannot shelter the wind and rain cannot even be called a house. .

The area of ​​this piece of land is not large, but nearly [-]% of the poor in Chang'an live there.When the sun rises, the dead branches and leaves in the pile of dirty tiles block the sunlight, and the people who live at the bottom cannot even see the sunlight.As if born with a forgotten mission, destined to struggle in these dilapidated and dirty lands.

A long time ago, there lived an orphan who didn't even have a name. He had nothing but the dew from the leaves in his hand, which was crystal clear, clean and pure. He never He has never drank such clean water, and this water is very precious to him.

Just when he was reluctant to drink, he heard a faint whisper, "Water... thirsty..."

The orphan searched for the sound. Behind a pile of broken bricks and tiles, there was a big bird bleeding and dying, but human words came out of its mouth. The bird opened its eyes and looked at him. There is no consciousness in the empty eyes, "Water...water..."

Later, the orphan lost his only source of clean water, but raised a beautiful bird. Later, when he grew up, he realized that it was a phoenix that he took in.

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If we say that the situation in the imperial court is treacherous and unpredictable, it is actually just a group of veterans dividing their own interests.

He walked out of the hall, the midday sun made his eyes a little uncomfortable, the prime minister chased after him, "My lord, the snow demon died suddenly." He was taken aback, although he had expected it, but he never thought it would be so soon, "When did this happen?"

"Just last night, in the theater." The prime minister added, "It was the crown prince's manipulation."

He raised his eyelids, and saw the Prime Minister take out a night pearl from his sleeve, and there was a fine powder on the pearl. The Prime Minister said, "Someone put Duanhunsan on the actor's clothes. This powder is the nemesis of demons."

He frowned, and thought about it, "Send this Ye Mingzhu to Shizi, and say it is a generous gift for him to be crowned."

"Yes."

On the way back to the palace, the sedan chair passed by the west alley, and when he passed the intersection, he happened to lift the curtain to take a look, and the familiar corner made him a little confused, so he said softly, "Wait a minute."

Now that he was in his current position, he didn't need to move his tongue when ordering people to do things. A glance was enough. The sedan chair slowly changed its course and walked towards the west alley.

About ten years ago, the old prince was about to die but had no heirs, so he wanted to adopt a son in the same clan. Children from remote branches were always worthless.

He left the palace a little lonely. He originally thought that knowing his surname would bring him good luck, but in fact, everyone's destiny is doomed when everyone is born. There are so many seats that many people are looking forward to. What, how could it be possible to get it?

But fate always likes to play jokes with mortals.

He didn't take a few steps when a fat man stopped him. The fat man said, "I've seen you before. You live in a slum in West Lane. It's a remote branch of the royal family."

He said, "But I am not much better than a beggar."

The fat man shook his head, "You're going to be lucky and get rich, and you don't even know it?" Seeing his confused face, the fat man explained, "Do you know why the old prince has no heirs?"

He shook his head.

The fat man said, "Just because the old prince has a habit of molesting demons, those poor households at the door are all offering monsters collected from all over the place to the prince. Whoever has the best ones will have a greater chance of adoption."

He shook his head and said to the fat man, "I don't know how to catch monsters, and I don't have the money to hire a Taoist priest to catch monsters."

The fat man reminded him, "Other people's tributes may be fierce or bad, but you have a phoenix, which is docile and beautiful."

"Ridiculous!" He turned to walk away, but he heard the fat man say behind him, "You will change your mind."

He was startled, took a few breaths, and then took a difficult step, leaving the palace far away.

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"My lord, here we are."

The sedan chair stopped, and a pair of boots fell to the ground. He stepped out of the sedan chair and looked at everything that seemed familiar and strange in front of him.

He still remembered that when he returned home that night, a faint fragrance of rice came from the house, and the door of the house was half open, as if waiting for someone to push it open.There are no oil lamps in the house, and the moonlight shines into the house, illuminating the whole place.

The Phoenix in my memory said while folding his old clothes, "You have two lives, one is safe and ordinary, and the other is dangerous and rich." Fenghuang tapped his nose, and his watery eyes seemed to be able to speak, "It's a windfall You can’t have it.” Then Fenghuang smiled softly and said, “If I didn’t look at you, you would definitely go to gamble for a windfall, but this is not allowed, gambling will increase bad karma, and you will go to hell in the future .Let’s live a peaceful life.”

After finishing speaking, Fenghuang pinched his cheek and said happily, "Look at how well I raised you, you are fat like a baby."

He smiled and said, "You raised me so fat, is it because you want to suck my energy and eat me later?"

After hearing this, Fenghuang became anxious, and his innocent eyes were a little watery. Fenghuang said, "If I really want to eat you, why don't I find a long-lived and strong person and stay here..." Fenghuang didn't continue, but He covered his mouth.

After hearing this, he was even more depressed and uncomfortable. He held Phoenix in his arms, and asked, "Why are you being so kind to me? Why are you so kind to a person who has nothing, is full of bad habits, has a short lifespan, and lives in evil?" ? Are you stupid to pay his karma for him?"

Fenghuang lowered his head and whispered, "You gave me some water."

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Fenghuang's figure became fainter and fainter. He stood at the door of the house, looking at the closed door that could not be opened, and at the moon that was still illuminating the whole place, he gradually lost his mind.The servant behind him softly called him, "My lord, it's getting late, we should go back."

When he came back to his senses, the door in front of him was still tightly closed, and no one would open it again, because there was no one here, and it became a dead place.He said, "Tell people to watch everything here and not touch them."

"Yes."

He looked up at the sky, and the sun was no longer dazzling at this time.

The sedan chair stopped at the entrance of the palace. Now, not only did he not leave the palace, but he became the master of this place, and perhaps one day, he would become the master of this world.

A servant handed him a jade basin handkerchief, but he didn't bother to raise his eyelids, so he asked softly, "Where's Phoenix?"

"It's in the room."

With just one sentence, his dull heart suddenly became warmer, and his brows and eyes softened unconsciously.

The servant who thought he was smart said, "I'm waiting for the prince."

But this one word made his heart fall into the ice cellar in an instant.

He is very selfish, so he hopes that Fenghuang can wait for him, but he also loves Fenghuang, so he doesn't want Fenghuang to wait for him.

He couldn't forget the desperate look on Fenghuang's face when he looked at him that day, and he couldn't forget Fenghuang's desperate words at that time.

The shackles were wrapped around Fenghuang's wrists and ankles, and there were marks of being raped all over his body, and that old thing full of evil just pressed on Fenghuang's body, making Fenghuang forced to have sex.

Fenghuang yelled "Why?" He heard it in his ears, but he could only kneel on the ground, and said obediently and respectfully, "Father, the child is leaving."

That night, there was no wind, no rain, and no snow. He was calm and ordinary. He stood in the yard and watched the candles in the house shatter.

At dawn, the old man came out of the house, patted him on the shoulder casually, and said with a wretched smile, "Why didn't I have such a good son as you earlier?"

He smiled modestly, "It is the father who taught the child well, letting the child know what to do."

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When he saw Fenghuang again, many days had passed. Fenghuang was half naked, sitting on the bed, with a slender chain on his ankle. When Fenghuang saw him, there was a little bit of emotion in his empty eyes, " You didn't come back that day, and I was waiting for you. Later, a group of Taoist monks came to the house and took me to such a hell. I wanted to die several times, but I was afraid that I would not see you after I died. I was also afraid that they would seek revenge on you if I died, but how could I have imagined that you were the one who pushed me to this hell."

He said, "I thought about discussing it with you, but I thought you would definitely not agree."

Phoenix slapped him.

Fenghuang said flatly, "I will never be deceived by your sweet words again, never again."

After that, the two became like strangers.

Later, he designed to poison the old prince, and he inherited the title. It took him five years to learn everything he should have learned, and another five years to frighten Chao Gang. Clouds, turned into rain.

But even today, he still doesn't have the courage to push open a closed door.He stood at the door, watching the lights in the house flicker, the wind picked up, and the door was blown open—it turned out that the door was not locked.

Fenghuang was sitting at the table drinking, his hands and feet were still chained, but the ice and snow on those chains had already melted, turning them into ordinary chains.

Fenghuang drank cup after cup without even looking at him. Later, when the flagon was empty, Fenghuang hooked his fingers, and the flagon on the ground flew up and landed on the table. Fenghuang unsealed the wine and started to drink cup after cup. drink wine.

"The snow demon is dead, your mana has recovered, why don't you leave?"

"I'm waiting."

"The old thing is dead, I killed him."

"He wholeheartedly regards you as a filial son, but in the end it was you who killed him."

He said angrily, "I wish I could cut him into pieces!"

Fenghuang looked at him with a sneer, and showed an expression of disdain without embellishment, "It's better not to act your hypocritical and flirtatious drama, it will make people feel disgusting. If you are really for me, why tell me, what is your present day? All you have done is that you have been condemned by your own conscience and want to seek forgiveness."

He sighed. In fact, he didn't want to seek any forgiveness, but he didn't want to explain anything. He said to Fenghuang, "You can think what you want. Just let me tell you, although I do feel guilty, I never feel that I really feel guilty. What did I do wrong, I hate being poor, I hate being trampled under my feet, I love power, and I'm willing to pay any price for power, even my own life."

"Congratulations, you did it." Fenghuang said, "Then how have you been these five years?"

He was slightly taken aback.

No one has ever asked him how he got here in the past five years, and he himself would never mention it to anyone.

He doesn't have much time, or even very little time. During these five years, he wants to make up for other people's ten or twenty years of youth. He reads the Four Books, studies the Five Classics, and only sleeps for an hour a day, sometimes late at night. He was so sleepy, his eyelids were about to close, but he saw heavy dew outside, dripping down the eaves on the bluestone board in front of the door, and he seemed to see Phoenix holding a broken tile to catch the dew for him He didn't feel sleepy at all, he just burst into tears.

Of course, all of this is a secret.

"I'm doing fine," he said.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, medicine, agriculture, wine and tea, there is no such thing as difficult or not difficult in this world, it just depends on whether the caring person really has the caring heart.

Fenghuang poured a glass of wine, looked at King Yu's thin cheeks, and asked, "How many hours do you sleep every day?"

He knew he couldn't hide it from him, so he said frankly, "One hour."

Fenghuang started to laugh, not a happy smile, he was holding the wine glass, but gradually trembling with the laughter, laughing and laughing, some wine kept spilling out, and water droplets kept falling into the wine glass, Fenghuang asked him, " Power matters?"

He said calmly, "It's very important, more important than my life."

Fenghuang put the empty wine glass on the table in a daze, gently, without making a sound, and his voice was also very soft, as if he only said to himself, "I'm so cheap, I even came to ask you, I'm humiliating myself. "Phoenix poured himself wine, the shackles were locked on his wrists, every time he swung, there was a sound.

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