The last Chiyou

Chapter No.17 Monsters

After sitting on the throne for a long time, many people came and many people left. Li Chun couldn't remember what all those people were called and what they looked like, but he still vaguely remembered Wang Xiping, and he still remembered what Fengji said to him. However, Wang Xiping is a talent, and I hope he can reuse it.This person is indeed a talent. When he made the decision to relegate Wang Xiping back then, he still had so much self-blame and helplessness in his heart. Now, looking at the gray-haired and stooped old man in front of him, he suddenly discovered that he had already I can't remember what this person looked like back then.

Such a person with cloudy eyes, who seems to have unwillingness and longing written in every wrinkle on his face, will be Fengji's best friend, and Fengji, who is obedient to him on the surface but always on guard against him, will not care about this person at all. undefended.

It was just a letter, a small entrustment, and Fengji would walk alone in the streets of Chang'an for such a trivial matter.

Is it guilt?Is it compensation?He will also take care of Tao Xuan's family, but he will not be so unsuspecting towards the mother and son.This Liu Fengji, who is determined to be a lonely minister, still has concerns after all, and with concerns, there are weaknesses.

Li Chun narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Xiping at the bottom of the stairs: "If you work hard, I will not treat you badly, but before the work is done, you are eager to ask me to pardon your family, why is that? "

Wang Xiping begged: "Your Majesty, the guilty minister's son is indeed seriously ill. There is a lack of medical care and medicine in the local area, and the illness is difficult to recover. I implore Your Majesty to allow the guilty minister to take him back to Beijing for treatment! The guilty minister is willing to smash his body and bones to repay Your Majesty!"

"What do I want you to do?" Li Chun said indifferently, "As long as you complete this matter for me, you will naturally reunite your father and son. The smoother you do it, the sooner your son will return to Beijing. Give him a family background, and also give you a pension."

Wang Xiping kowtowed happily and said: "The criminal understands, the criminal should go all out!"

Somewhere in Chang'an City, in the darkness, Fengji slowly opened his eyes, only feeling a dull pain in his head, and recalled the scene when the carriage ran towards him in a daze.

Must have been hit.

But where is this now?He stretched out his hands and groped around for a while, and found that there was a large wooden couch under him. The mattress was thick and soft, with a faint smell of dipterocarp. The curtains were made of high-quality brocade, which was silky and soft. Embroidery, which is very complicated to the touch, is obviously something that only wealthy people can afford.

He tried his best to support himself, opened the layers of curtains, groped for a long time, and found a palace lantern with a ring of auspicious bird, and there was a light fire folder next to it. Looking around, he saw that he was in a small room, it was so dark that there was no light from the sky, and there were only a few seats and a few couches within sight.

Fengji wanted to lift the lantern to check it out, but unexpectedly found that the palace lantern was terribly heavy. He only thought that he was weak after the injury, and he was trying to lift it up, but suddenly he heard a familiar voice from the corner of the room: "Don't try it!" , it is embedded in the masonry, no matter how hard you try, you can't pick it up."

Fengji was stunned, and raised his fire folder to look in that direction, and he saw Twelve Lang in military uniform, sitting cross-legged in a corner, holding the long fire sword in his hand.But he lowered his head, unable to see his expression.

Fengji slowly let go of the palace lantern in his hand, straightened his waist and said, "It's you."

Twelve Lang nodded and said, "You're awake."

Fengji also nodded: "I'm awake."

Twelve Lang raised his eyes to look at Fengji, and asked in a rigid tone: "The imperial doctor came to see you just now, and said that you hurt your head, and I'm afraid that something bad will be left behind. How do you feel now?"

Fengji blew out the flame, sat cross-legged on the couch, and replied: "It's okay, a little pain, a little dizzy, it's okay."

Twelve Lang hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Your... well, besides your head, is there any other discomfort?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Fortunately, you are merciful, nothing was hurt elsewhere."

Twelve Lang was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Your order is hard to break."

Fengji nodded: "I see."

Twelve Lang's hands with gnarled tendons slowly stroked the scarlet long knife in his hand, suddenly raised the knife, looked up and stared at Feng Ji like a sword, and said: "Although it is the king's order, but once again, I will still do this. Ziyu, tell me the truth, is that Yongjia a demon?"

Feng Ji asked back: "How is it, and what if it is not?"

Twelve Lang said sharply: "Human monsters have different paths! If you are a monster, you have to kill it!"

"What bad things did Yongjia do all these years?" Fengji asked, "Bewitching the public? Or bullying the innocent?"

"Non-my family, its heart must be different."

Feng Ji shook his head slightly: "Back then, Emperor Taizong didn't despise Rongdi, didn't value China, and loved him as one, so that all nations came to court and respected him as the Khan of Heaven, and now you come to tell me that if you are not my race, your heart must be different. "

"Rong Di is human after all! What about Yongjia! Yongjia is not human at all!" Twelve Lang said angrily, "I saw with my own eyes that he was covered in armor and had horns on his head, and he was invulnerable all over his body, even his eyeballs were hard and abnormal. A golden contract finger was stuffed into his mouth, and it turned into water in a blink of an eye. This must be a monster. Don’t you know that you have been with monsters all these years? Or, as Liu Zhongwen said, you actually intended to associate with monsters and have evil intentions. ?”

"Since you have confirmed that Yongjia is a demon, why ask me?" Feng Ji sneered, "I befriended demons, so they killed me as well. Anyway, I have fallen into your hands, and I am powerless to resist."

Twelve Lang hesitated to speak, but Feng Ji had already said for him: "If it was you, you would have killed me long ago, right? It was our sage who said he wanted to keep me, so you have nothing to do."

"That's not the case!" Twelve Lang said loudly, "You are my father's favorite student, how could I kill you!" He seemed to have consciously slipped his tongue, and suddenly stopped talking.

Fengji was stunned, and remained silent for a moment, then suppressed the deepest pain in his heart, and said: "I wronged you, I'm sorry."

Twelve Lang clenched the knife in his hand, took a few heavy breaths, and said: "I will not hide it from you until now, this monster is invulnerable, even my knife can't cut him. Liu Zhongwen has tried countless methods to no avail. , so I had no choice but to ask you for a way to get rid of him."

"Since I want to try to get rid of the demon, why didn't the sage make an order, but instead use this cunning method to bring me here secretly?"

Twelve Lang avoided his eyes: "Why do you need to ask? To capture that monster without disturbing the people of the capital, we must use some means."

Feng Ji sneered and said: "Really? General Gu is so generous, in order to capture Yongjia, he even used his old friend who was relegated to the misty land."

Twelve Lang opened his mouth as if he wanted to refute, but he didn't say anything, he just shook his head and said, "In short, if you want to take the blame and make meritorious service, you have to find out the weakness of that monster, don't get lost and lose your life."

"Let me meet him, otherwise I won't say anything." Fengji said lightly.

Twelve Lang held back his anger and said, "What are you doing seeing him? Anyway, you have been masters and servants for more than ten years. If you want to kill him and then go to see him, you will feel sad, seeing it is useless."

"General Gu's kindness, I will keep in my heart." Feng Ji said softly, "I have made up my mind, please general."

Twelve Lang finally couldn't bear it and dashed forward, clamped Fengji's shoulders tightly, and said loudly: "Don't go! Yongjia is a monster! You are a good Erlang of the Liu family, but you don't care about your relatives, you don't marry a good girl, and you will live forever." Hanging around with a monster, you are obviously fascinated by him, since you have made a mistake, how can you still go to see him! You are like this, how can you be worthy of your dear parents, how can you be worthy of my father's expectations for you!"

Feng Ji stared into Twelve Lang's eyes, and said for a long time: "Twelve Lang, I'm not a good student, and I failed the Master's hard work. The Master has gone, but the blood is still on you. The reason why you should push the mantle to me." He gently pushed Shierang Lang's hands that had become weak all of a sudden, "Qing, pure, nunnery, thatched cottage, the owner named you Qing'an, I only hope you will be quiet and self-sufficient. , It’s just keeping your heart, it’s not important whether it’s literature or martial arts. Twelve Lang, the seat owner has never cared about you abandoning literature and pursuing martial arts. The real successor in his heart, the one who can inherit his unashamed heart of admiring the world, is you, It's not me. Don't impose your guilt towards the seat lord on me, and ask me to act according to your will, you have no right."

What has been hidden in his heart for many years is suddenly revealed to the world in such a cold-blooded way. Twelve Lang's usually stable hands trembled uncontrollably, as if he suddenly turned back to watching his father teach students outside the window with admiration. All of a sudden, the child turned back into an incompetent person who was imprisoned and watched his old father die. His heart was beating so hard that it didn't feel like his own, and he just watched Feng Ji get up gently, straighten his clothes, walk behind him slowly, pushed open a small door, and walked out.

Powerless to stop.

Fengji walked out of the small room and entered a large hall, where he saw that the hall was full of beautiful flowers, agarwood paved the floor, white sandalwood as the steps, gold inlaid with jade, and precious brilliance, this kind of taste and luxury, there is no second person in the Tang Dynasty Thinking, it must be the style that Princess Yiyang only has.

A person in a purple robe and jade belt was sitting quietly on a couch in the hall, holding red gold tea to grind the tea, a small red copper stove was shining faintly in front of him, and a small delicate silver pot on the stove made a slight sound of boiling water.

Seeing Feng Ji, he raised his hand to greet him and said: "Mr. Liu, please sit down. I will have this pot of tea in a blink of an eye. Please wait for Mr. Liu."

Feng Ji said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that Liu Lang is a master of tea, but I have never seen him. I am lucky today, so I should accompany him."

Liu Zhongwen also smiled slightly, and put the ground tea into two thin white porcelain bowls, then opened the lid of the pot, gently poured fine salt into the pot, held the pot high with his left hand, and the thin water flowed from a high place Like spring water splashing all the way into the teacup, stir gently with your right hand to make the tea into a paste, then the water flow slows down, making drops, moving the whisk and brushing, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, if it fits the festival, the rich and fragrant air will permeate all around, hit After whisking for a while, at last he tapped lightly on the outside of the teacup with the tail of the whisk, and saw white flowers rolling on the tea soup, showing an exquisite picture of a roc spreading its wings.He put down the tea whisk, offered this cup of tea to Fengji first, and said: "Mr. Liu invites tea."

Feng Ji took it and praised: "Wu pot is more porcelain, but looking at its vessel, you can see its elegance." After finishing speaking, he took a sip from the tea cup and said with a smile, "It is rare to see anyone in the palace who can order tea. Liu Lang's ability is probably learned from his family."

Liu Zhongwen said with a smile: "I have never heard that Liu Xianggong loves tea, but I didn't expect him to be a master of tea."

Fengji said: "It's not love, but I just know a thing or two." He looked at Liu Zhongwen and smiled, "Like this bowl of tea, I don't know where the tea cakes are made, nor can I tell where the water is taken from. , I can only taste the taste of being unwilling to be inferior to others."

Liu Zhongwen laughed and said: "Mr. Liu is a wonderful person, but I don't know if I have the honor to taste Mr. Liu's craftsmanship?"

Feng Ji didn't answer, and turned his hand to lift the small silver pot from the stove, and slowly poured boiling water into the teacup in front of Liu Zhongwen, the powdered tea was tumbling, green and fragrant.He put down the pot and raised his hand to give way, saying: "Liu Lang invites tea."

Liu Zhongwen was startled: "Is this the end?"

"This is enough."

Liu Zhongwen stared at the teacup in front of him, thought for a long time, then shook his head and said, "This is not what I want."

What I want is flowers like fire and a bright future. For this day, I have paid so much, and if I go one step further, it will be complete.

He pushed away the teacup, pulled out a long box from the bottom of the couch, opened it, and there were two stone knives lined up inside. "This is something from Yongjia, keep it as a souvenir."

Feng Ji stretched out his hand, picked up a handle in his hand, rubbed it lightly, after a long time, put it back gently: "This knife is indeed from Yongjia's hand, but the man is still there, the future will be long, what use do I need this knife for?"

"The future will be long? Yongjia is a demon, and the demon will be eliminated sooner or later. Where is the future?"

Feng Ji smiled slightly: "What you want is a living Chi You, not a dead monster."

Liu Zhongwen froze for a moment, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the small door that Fengji came in. The Twelve Lang inside the door was completely silent, wondering if he was listening to the voice from here.He picked up the teacup to drink the tea, wondering how much Fengji had guessed in his heart, he inadvertently took a big mouthful, the taste was extremely bitter, and there was even a faint smell of blood in it, his expression changed slightly.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, it's not poisonous, it's just that I was knocked to the ground earlier, my body and hands are dirty, a little bit of bloody mud mixed in."

Liu Zhongwen forced a smile and said, "What do you mean?"

"Come from the dust, go back to the dust, what Liu Lang is struggling to get rid of is actually your root, without these, you are nothing." Feng Ji said lightly, "Vines and radishes grow around trees, and once the tree dies, you will be nothing." Now, the wisteria can only be exhausted. Now His Majesty uses you to deal with me, so naturally he loves you so much. Once I die, the next one to get rid of is the one who has no roots but has great power and knows his most ulterior secrets. Liu Zhongwen."

Liu Zhongwen's expression finally changed.

"I'm tired. Since Your Majesty has become suspicious of me and coveted Yongjia, I can't stay in court any longer. But as long as I live, Your Majesty will not be willing to kill you. If you want Chi Youxue, I will try to persuade Yongjia to give it to you, and then we two will go far away, His Majesty will continue to be his emperor, you will continue to be your favorite minister, and we will be our idlers in the mountains, it will be good for everyone."

"How can I trust you?" Liu Zhongwen lowered his voice, "Chi You's power is boundless, if he wants to harm His Majesty with malice, how can he stop him even though there are thousands of troops?"

Feng Ji smiled: "It's true that Chi You is extremely powerful, but this Chi You listens to me, otherwise with his ability, if he didn't take care of me, would you be able to catch him?"

Liu Zhongwen was startled again, but remembered the situation when he captured Yongjia.

When Yongjia arrived at Zhuque Street, the people on the street had gradually dispersed. He followed the smell of Fengji and ran all the way. On the way, he met Liu Zhongwen who personally reported that Fengji was hit by a carriage. He happened to pass by. Let the family send Fengji to Yanyi, the nearest medical center, and come to tell Yongjia by himself.Yongjia didn't think too much, followed Liu Zhongwen to the medical center he mentioned in a hurry, and just entered the door, a huge stone weighing more than a thousand catties fell behind him with a bang, blocking the door tightly, trapping him in a small room In the room, immediately the mechanism sounded, the roof sank, the ground rose, and the stone fences on all sides closed together at the same time, locking Yongjia firmly in the stone cage.

Yongjia's strength is boundless, Liu Zhongwen knew it, the cage was made so as not to be strong, the railings were as thick as a person, and there was only a slight gap between the railings, and he could barely stretch out a hand. Yongjia was weak at this time, so he thought it was safe. Unexpectedly, Yongjia became irritable after being trapped, and let out a sharp roar, which was not like a human voice, and then his body gradually glowed red, and the light became brighter and brighter, covering his small body, and the soldiers around Seeing like that, the boy in the stone prison gradually gave birth to a head full of armor and horns, from a human to a monster.

When the soldiers shouted, they were about to flee in all directions. Fortunately, the general who led the troops acted resolutely and stopped the soldiers who were about to flee, killing them and gaining power, so they barely controlled the scene.However, Yongjia kept bumping against a railing in the stone prison, and the loud noise was frightening. Seeing that the thick railing gradually had cracks, Liu Zhongwen had no choice but to step forward and shout to the furious Yongjia: "Liu Fengji is now In my hands, if you want to keep him alive, just obediently don't struggle."

He said this just as a test, he didn't expect a monster to give up his freedom for mortals, he didn't expect Yongjia to be quiet immediately, the horns on his body gradually faded, and he returned to his original appearance of a child, looking white and tender It looks pretty harmless. "where is he?"

Liu Zhongwen said: "Anyway, he is in my hands. If you don't resist, he won't die."

Yongjia thought for a while and said, "I won't resist, but I'm hungry, so return Chi Youzhu to me."

"Chi Youzhu?"

"It's that obsidian box, I can smell it, it's on your body." Yongjia said, "I'm hungry, if you don't give me Chi Youzhu, I'll starve to death."

Liu Zhongwen took a step back and said: "You obediently listen to me, and I'll give you the casket again when you get to the palace."

Yong Jia curled his lips: "You are a liar, I don't believe you, even if you don't give me beads, first give me a piece of gold to satisfy my hunger, it took too much effort just now, if I don't eat something, I don't guarantee whether I will be hungry The madness is so big that he will eat whatever he sees."

Liu Zhongwen was a little scared, but also a little curious, touched his body, took off a gold belt hook and threw it into the railing, Yongjia was not polite, picked it up, swallowed it, and then fell asleep, as if he didn't care about life and death at all. appearance.

Liu Zhongwen secretly admired him, but he didn't know that this guy was only invulnerable by virtue of his strength, and he was not afraid of heaven and earth.

It was because of this that Liu Zhongwen was able to bring Yongjia back to Miyagi so smoothly.Thinking of this, Liu Zhongwen believed Fengji's words seven or eight percent, he hesitated for a moment, and then made up his mind: "Okay, I will take you to see Yongjia."

The author has something to say: (Before the Tang Dynasty, after the tea was ground, add green onion, mustard, salt, etc., pour boiling water into a soup and drink it. Make it out of rice paste. If you want to make tea and drink it, first moxibustion it to make it red, pound it and put it in porcelain, pour it with soup, add green onions, ginger, and oranges to it, and drink it to sober you up and make you sleepless." Now there is another one. Brewing Leicha is very similar to this method. In the Tang Dynasty, Lu Yu vigorously promoted making tea. He boiled tea powder and salt in a pot. Generally, it is Lu Yu’s set. Most ordinary people still mix tea powder with other things and pour hot water. The method of making tea mentioned in the article is to order tea, which was popular in Song Dynasty, but it is said that it also existed in Tang Dynasty, at least not later than Five generations, I have used it in advance.

Yue Porcelain is a porcelain produced in Yuezhou, and it is recommended as the first in Lu Yu's Tea Classics. As for Wu Hu, it is purely nonsense. I just want to write it beautifully, so don't get too deep into it. )