sunset fever

It's the season when there is little water in the north, and the few slender streams of water left by the waterfall are dripping. Before dawn, the screams of beasts echoed in the empty valley. The man was dressed in bright red and had black hair. Hanging at his waist, the little xun he often blows is hidden in his sleeve.

Chen Zhangqin, at the age of 28, was the thirteenth brother among his brothers. When the late emperor left that year, he was hastily given the title of "King Yuche".However, this person has no pure state of mind, nor does he seek an indifferent life. He fought for a long time in the early years, but now he is compared by all his sisters and brothers, so he lives in the maple forest in Chongcheng. The narrow palace was abandoned.

Bright yellow stars fell from the torch, and Chen Zhangqin went deep into the valley. He passed through a patch of sparse birch, and looked up at a clump of dense weeds in front of him. His face was illuminated by the light of the fire, and he With sadness in his eyes, he gave birth to a charming face similar to gold and jade.

The skin is fair and bright, and there is a pink birthmark on the neck, which is the size of a copper coin and has no shape.

Chen Zhangqin lowered his head and noticed that there was an open space among the weeds, which was probably a road paved with mellow soil. He went forward and got half of his body into the grass.

He didn't think about anything, and walked forward in a daze.

A thin wisp of thick smoke drifted from the torch in the wind, and the spark fell into the half-dried weeds. Chen Zhangqin looked up at the still dark sky, and when he lowered his head again, he suddenly stepped into the air, and then fell into the sky. A dark, empty, unknown place.

It took about an hour before Chen Zhangqin woke up. The torch was extinguished, and there was only a black stick left beside him, but the place was not completely dark, the light penetrated the gap somewhere, and it was silent. Looking at it, the light came in from the high wall in front of me.

The wall is very high, not made of earth and wood, and it is shining with a dark, metallic luster; the wall is engraved with colorful cloud patterns of chilongs, and some words about the topography and scenery of stone mountains are engraved on the wall.

Chen Zhangqin picked out a few sentences to read: "The mountains are lazy and the wind is tired, the clouds have not expanded, I walk on the top of the stream, and see the birds return to the grass and grow, and the water flows and rocks grow."

Looking towards the end, Chen Bizhen realized that the article was not signed. He stretched out his hand to touch the high wall, but heard a faint bang, and after a while, the high wall moved away to the left.

That side is really bright.

It seems to be the entrance of a courtyard. There are tall gates and courtyard walls built in the ground, all made of stone, and there are many rare and complicated carvings. The word "Nanyi" is inscribed on the door plate.

It is also a sunny day in Yangjing, with little wind at night, countless dense stars on the zenith, and a moon as thin as an eyebrow hanging on it.

Yan Xiu used a technique of "wrong thinking", and recalled the "Wu You" he read when he was young, he was absorbed in meditation, and saw Chen Bizhen's drowsy eyes in the scattered pictures.

The tea handed by Shanyin was already cold. Yan Xiu stood up and took some money for the prepared "soul-soothing incense". Then he can go back to Fushan.

The fragrance is sweet, but not at all gentle. After a while, he felt drowsy, so Yan Xiu turned on the lamp, went to the bed behind the curtain, and fell asleep.

When she woke up, she didn't know what time it was, but Mo Xia was already waiting outside the door, and she said anxiously, "My lord, Princess Xiangtang is here."

At this time, the sun was about to rise to the sky, Yan Xiu raised his hand to block the light, and he was not irritable. He called Shanyin to prepare food, and led Mo Xia into the house. Come, Mo Xia sorted out the new clothes and put them there for preparation.

"What didn't she say?" Yan Xiu asked while sitting in front of the dressing table.

Mo Xia replied immediately: "I didn't say anything, I was just in a hurry."

Yan Xiu suddenly smiled, and he mentioned: "I said I want to eat crucian carp soup."

"Let's have dinner today, let the kitchen prepare it."

Yan Xiu responded with a smile, he was in good spirits, reached out to get the ivory comb in front of him, called Mo Xia over, and said to her, "Today I'm going to the West Market to watch birds, and I want a Mynah."

"Hi Mynah, I can talk," Mo Xia replied, and took the comb to comb Yan Xiu's hair. She calmed down and asked, "Would you like to invite Princess Xiangtang in?"

Yan Xiu didn't respond, he just sat there, looking at himself in the mirror, he was full of sleep, but a little lazy, so he raised his hand to press the center of his brow; for a while, he heard a fierce shout from outside, Before Yan Xiu got up, someone rushed in with a sword.

Chen Xianyuan's sweaty hair was swaying in front of her forehead, and regardless of the group of servants who followed her and told her to slow down, she rushed straight in front of Yan Xiu. She frowned and panted, and said two words after a while: " Help……"

Only then did Yan Xiu get up to meet her, and asked, "What's the matter with the princess?"

"Master Yan," even though she was annoyed by Yan Xiu's slackness, at this juncture, Chen Xianyuan didn't care about those etiquettes, she said, "I want to talk to you alone."

Therefore, Mo Xia led all the servants out and closed the door. Yan Xiu said, "Sit down."

"It's too late. Your Majesty was bitten by a poisonous snake in Shishan. Lord Qin asked me to come and invite you. It's urgent, so I have to leave now."

Light came in from between the panes and cast a layer of light on the ground. Yan Xiu walked forward and said, "This is not when I am on duty."

The depths of the house were dark and quiet, and Yan Xiu could hear Chen Xianyuan's panting clearly. He looked at her stained face, and then at the soft armor that was left with mud after fatigue.

Chen Xianyuan suddenly became more angry, so he pulled out the sword, pointed it at Yan Xiu's throat, and said, "Follow me!"

"Dayan and Xikong have different customs. Can the princess tell me, who taught you to use a sword at any time?" Yan Xiu looked at him coldly, then raised his hand and pushed the trembling sword aside. Went to the table, poured some hot weak tea, held the white porcelain cup, handed it to Chen Xianyuan, and said, "Drink some water, then go back, don't force me to beg me, if you want to kill me, you can spend four weeks Guarding guards can kill at any time."

"Please..." Chen Xianyuan's teeth were chattering.

"I'm not worth your sword."

He was not humble at all, he just picked the words on the tip of his tongue, then fell silent after speaking, walked a few steps to the door, and called Mo Xia.

"I beg you, save his life, and no matter what the king's order is, just treat him as a commoner, my fourteenth younger brother, Chen Xianyuan, and a young life."

The door opened.

Yan Xiu stood there looking out, leaving only a back view, he suddenly chuckled and said, "I'm worried."

"What are you worried about? I was going back to West Kong to live for a long time, I hope I didn't come to see him off," Chen Xianyuan's brows were beaded with sweat, she put the sword into the sheath, and went out, asking, "I I don't know who you are, but why didn't you save him?"

"I feel unwell all over, and my mind is dizzy, and I don't know... I don't know if there is a solution," Yan Xiu looked at her and lied.

Chen Xianyuan stood in that low place, pursing her almost dry lips, she was still staring at Yan Xiu, as if awakening his remaining pity, she suddenly calmed down, and bowed to him: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Mo Xia had already brought a new robe, and Yan Xiu put it on in the courtyard; he looked at Chen Xianyuan who was about to leave, and immediately averted his eyes.

In the King He's Mansion in Jindong City in Yangjing City, the main gate is often visited by young people, and the gate wall is extremely high.

Rao Yanluo was already getting old, she was wearing a blouse with a lotus color floral thread, and in the small courtyard deep in Nahe Palace, she called the gardener and quarreled with him: "You are also considered to be from the mansion. Old man, these green chrysanthemums of mine have to be raised until Mid-Autumn Festival, why are their leaves wilting today? Take a closer look, are they about to wither?"

The entire field, steps, and garden are filled with flowers and plants that Rao Yanluo loves to admire, so he opened a yard here, and hired a professional gardener to take care of it together with the plants and trees in the garden of the mansion. Rao Yanluo was born energetic, at the age of seventy, but still sober and fond of playing, she stretched out her hand to touch the gardener's shoulder, and called him by name: "Han Shi, what's wrong with my flowers?"

"I took care of it as usual, with a plan and a method, and I never applied anything randomly," Han Shi answered her calmly, and leaned closer to look at the diseased flower, saying, "Probably got some disease, or The weather this year is not good."

"Then you save it?"

"I have to try it, maybe it won't work." Han Shi has never smiled, and he doesn't know how old he is. It looks like he is only thirty; he is wearing a black robe, bent deeply, and looked at the pot wet soil.

The sun's light hits his back, his cheekbones are low and flat, and his face is gentle when you look closely.

After a while, Rao Yanluo led the servant girl away, and she stepped on the soft flower soil, leaving two small, embroidered shoe marks.

Han Shi stood up, he was tall and thin, like a dead branch floating in the wind, he went through the door, and then went inside, Han Shi sat down, and continued to pound the bitter-smelling algae in the stone mortar.

At this time, Rao Yanluo had already gone to the study in the main courtyard, she saluted Chen Mao (mào) and called: "My lord."

He also said: "It's rainy in autumn this year, and none of my flowers can grow well."

Just when it was time for lunch, Chen Mao stood in the study, admiring a picture of ancient characters spread out on the desk, and said, "I'm worried again."

Rao Yanluo also looked at the word, and said: "You have to go west, you are just His Majesty's uncle, not his father."

"This is the world of the Chen surname," Chen Mao has a gray beard all over his face. He is older than Rao Yanluo, and he has been made more vicissitudes by the fatigue of the early years. He sighed, "The news just came, Zhong Huashu We had a secret talk with Qu Fangli in Chongcheng just this morning."

Rao Yanluo immediately understood, she nodded, and said: "Zhong Huashu is still the same Zhong Huashu, His Majesty just went to Shishan yesterday, so she couldn't hold back anymore."

The paper used for ancient characters has long been yellowed and has dirty water marks. Chen Mao's hands are propped on the table. His back is a little bent, but he can still see the majestic appearance of his prime. He nodded and said: "Your Majesty Even though he is quick-witted and intelligent, he is born with the appearance of an emperor, and his twelve elder brothers are there to assist him, but he is the only one who is in the clear when all the officials in the court and the opposition are at odds with each other."

"But Zhong Huashu didn't have too much heart." Rao Yanluo guessed.

"Since she has become the queen mother, she is not soft-hearted. Qu Fangli is now stationed in Qiongshe, and has many soldiers in Yangjing. If he has a backer and real power, at that time, Zhong Huashu will not be able to save her little son. gone."

Rao Yanluo nodded, and said in a low voice: "Also, Qu Fangli's only daughter is the queen now."

While talking, those domestic servants had already held the bowls and plates in the hall, Rao Yan surrounded Chen Mao, and went there with him. Chen Mao said, "I must play immediately, and persuade him to be careful." .”

Rao Yanluo then said yes, and then the two went to have dinner.

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