Unofficial History of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty

Wen zigzag brought a plum, and inserted it obliquely into the celadon vase. Jiang Bin turned it half a circle, and praised a few beautiful words. The next day, the vase was filled with plums in full bloom. The upper pillow can't go away for several days.Seeing Yinghuo Xingjun's little scratched hands, Jiang Bin didn't want to say anything, but when Wu Jie came to the door with the new year's goods he bought, he said the word "vulgar" without hesitation, so angry that Yinghuo Xingjun kicked him on the ground. He almost knelt down to Jiang Bin at the knees.

Wu Jie rolled up his sleeves and chased after him. In the past, he had nothing to do with Yinghuo Xingjun. He has the blood of the dragon and the marrow of the phoenix. Who would dare to offend him?But now, he is just a little guy with more fairy bones than ordinary children, if he doesn't play tricks now, when will he be?

Ning Wang, who was handing over the new year's goods to Jiang Bin, couldn't stand it any longer. He stared and raised his eyebrows. Wu Jie immediately turned around, turned around and approached: "What good things did Ping'er give you?"

King Ning has never opened it, so he doesn't know much about it.Hearing Wu Jie's question, Jiang Bin took advantage of the opportunity to open the tightly bound box, and saw a row of strange-looking pillars lying in the moisture-proof debris. Smelling the smell of gunpowder, it should be firecrackers, but the shape of this end...

The three of them reached out their hands to cover the eyes of Zhu Mengyu, who poked his head aside, and Wu Jie closed the box with a "snap": "Can I keep the New Year's Eve tomorrow night?"

Jiang Bin glanced at the Wenqu that was writing Spring Festival couplets in the room: "Keep it..."

After all, it was the first year of the reunion in the world, and it was always more lively, but after all these years, after going through a few rounds of reincarnation, sometimes it suddenly calmed down, and I didn't know what to say...

Just as he was thinking about it, Wen Qu came out slowly and handed over the rolled couplet. Wu Jie wanted to pick it up, but Wen Qu shrank his hand, so Wu Jie could only watch his prince accept it generously and thank him.

Tsk, I really hold a grudge.

Before leaving, Wu Jie slipped into the study, took out a piece of red paper, and cut it out.

After lunch, Wen Qu picked up a broom to dust off the ashes, only to realize that the fiery red hangings tied on the door lintel were clearly cut as "many children and grandchildren", but the children and grandchildren all had the same bitter face... ...Wen Qu glanced at the little one who was picking vegetables with a straight face, and instantly tore the hanger off.

The next day, the door gods were quietly changed, Spring Festival couplets were posted, New Year pictures were hung, and a quiet reunion dinner was eaten, and then the "family of three" sat in the yard to watch the New Year without saying a word.

The faint sound of firecrackers coming from the village further highlighted the desertedness of the yard, and no one touched the melons and fruits for tea.This breath has been held back for hundreds or thousands of years, as if whoever speaks first loses.

Jiang Bin sat between the two holding his breath, with a dog crossed on his lap and a rabbit in his heart.After waiting for a long time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled his hand out from under Wangwei's stomach, heaved a sigh of relief on purpose: "It's a little colder, it's really cold, why don't you rest earlier..."

As soon as the voice fell, one hand was pulled away, and before he could react, the other hand also fell into a pair of small claws.The hands of both of them were not much warmer than his, but they insisted on holding on to their palms tightly.

Jiang Bin twitched the corner of his mouth, it was impossible to leave.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Bin's waist became sore and his legs became numb. He pushed Wang Wei off his lap, turned to Wen Qu and said, "Zitong, your body is weak and you can't get the wind. Why don't you go back to your room and rest?"

Wen Qu concentrates on looking at the moon.

Jiang Bin then turned to the other side and said: "Xing Jun, you have no immortal power to protect your body, and your body is not as good as before. Why don't you rest earlier?"

Yinghuo carefully counted the stars.

The wind blew away a few strands of hair, and it was very annoying to float in front of him, but Jiang Bin couldn't stroke them away, so he could only raise his head and sigh.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Bin, whose left and right hands were being pulled like a scarecrow, couldn't help but said, "It's boring to sit like this, why don't you guess some charades?"

"I heard what you asked me in Fengbochi." Wenqu Xingjun seemed to be sympathetic to Jiang Bin's embarrassment, and finally said: "The reason why you call me uncle is because the word "uncle" is three. I hope nothing will happen." Three, I was able to achieve a positive result with you in the last life; you are simple and pure in nature, but you are the only one in your eyes, and you don’t care about others, so people think you are dull by nature; the farewell that day did not say "don't forget" , but 'Wuwu' - I know there must be such a catastrophe, so I advise you to stop obsessing and go to reincarnation.But in the end, I still came chasing after you, and you also expected that I would come, so Wu Jie arranged for that to come, so as to achieve consummation. "

Jiang Bin was stunned for a long while before he realized that these words were an answer to the three questions in front of Fengbochi. It turned out that Wenqu had been heard at that time, but he could not speak or see... If these words were said in private, he would It is touching, but it is clearly provocative when it is said at this moment, and there is a riddle at the end.

Just as Jiang Bin wanted to smooth things over, he heard the immature voice beside him and said coldly: "What's the fun of guessing riddles? You lost the rings on the left and right. It's a long night. Why don't you tell me about it? What kind of relationship between a monarch and a subject are you?"

Jiang Bin almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Abi hell!

"There is nothing to talk about in the previous life, it was just a misunderstanding." Wen Qu smiled slightly, "But Hanchen, do you remember the night when I met you during the reign of Renzong, the brocade quilt was embroidered by this crane?" Lu Tongchun?"

Wen Qu Yao pointed to his newly cut Qianqian hanging under the door lintel, the festive color was just like the fiery red fairy seal on Yinghuo Xingjun's eyebrows at this moment.

Jiang Bin suddenly felt headache, headache, shortness of breath and chest tightness. He shook his head repeatedly and said, "Hey... I seem to have a cold, so I have to go back to my room..."

Before the words were finished, Jiang Bin, who was a large and a small child, let go at the same time, regardless of his unstable center of gravity, almost fell on his back, and disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Bin managed to support the stone table to stabilize his body. He stood up and turned around, and saw that in his bedroom with a light on, a large and a small, one by one, occupied his bed, waiting to relieve the "occasionally caught wind and cold" " Jiang Bin was sweating.

have to……

Jiang Bin was stunned for a moment, picked up Wang Wei and put him under the creaking nest, dragged his half-numbed leg, and limped towards the study.

This year's guard is really miserable.

The next day, Jiang Bin caught a cold and was sickly lying on the bed. The "competition" adults and children didn't bother to fight and bicker, and surrounded him with tea and medicine, busy for a while.

On the second day of junior high school, Prince Ning's family arrived as scheduled. As soon as they stepped in, they saw Jiang Bin sitting on the bed wrapped in rice dumplings. He couldn't help asking why. One big and one small entertained.

Zhu Mengyu made a big pot of cold noodle soup, sprinkled some bacon, put a few red peppers, and ate them together. Only then did Jiang Bin feel warm in his stomach, and he was relieved.

After chatting for a while and drinking tea, King Ning's family left. Before leaving, Wu Jie, who had guessed something, said to Wen Qu, "Don't worry about him. He has nothing to do now. Hurry up", then turned to Ying Huo Xingjun and said, "You are entrusting someone under the fence now, just for the sake of a long life, why are you so impatient?"

I don't know if it was Wu Jie's words that worked or Jiang Bin's illness was a bit pitiful, but the two of them finally passed the next day without any further troubles.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the sky was as blue as washed.

Ning Wang's family came again early in the morning, and this time brought Zhang Duan and an old couple with gray hair.

Jiang Bin was stunned when he saw the old woman with a wrinkled smile, and stepped forward to support her, but he didn't know what to call her.He knew that many years had passed, Ping'er and Zhang Jin should be old, but he really saw it, but he couldn't stop feeling sad.After all, this couple used to be a good story in Prince Ning's mansion, and it seemed that they should always be such a young couple made by nature.

Time is not forgiving, in a blink of an eye, the years have passed, when we parted at the beginning, how could we have thought that it would be like this to meet again.

Seeing Jiang Bin's expression, Ping'er couldn't help but her eyes turned red, but she finally smiled again: "Master Jiang, why are you going around, you are still the same as before, and you are still a generation younger than me, how should you call me?" How are you?"

Jiang Bin didn't know what he said, and welcomed Zhang Jin's family in with a heavy heart. He just sat down, but he heard the wheels of the car and the sound of horses' hooves. He went out and saw Wang Qinan in a jacket. He followed behind an imposing middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man was supporting an old woman. The old woman burst into tears when she saw Jiang Bin.

Jiang Bin was also stunned. After a long time, he stepped forward and said, "Sister-in-law..."

Chou Ying, whose eyes were dimmed, tremblingly stretched out her haggard hand, and gently stroked the face that remained unchanged. She didn't believe that reincarnation really existed in this world, but now that she saw Jiang Bin, she believed it. One said.

"Xin'er, why don't you pay your respects to your adoptive father!" After a long time, Qiu Ying tremblingly said this sentence.

The middle-aged man, whose features resembled Wang Ji's, had long forgotten about his childhood, and looked at Jiang Bin suspiciously for a long while, but in the end, his sister-in-law's fate was inevitable, and he bowed respectfully.

This picture is a bit funny, but no one can laugh.With mixed feelings, Jiang Bin helped Wang Xin up and welcomed him and Qiu Ying in.

Earlier, Jiang Bin had heard from Wu Jie that Wang Xin had inherited Wang Ji's behest, fought in all directions, defended his family and defended the country, married his childhood sweetheart when he was over [-] years old, but unfortunately his wife died of dystocia when giving birth to Wang Tan.

This reunion after a long absence, they naturally had a lot to say, everyone gathered at the same table and ate a pot of stewed Zheluo, and the two jars of lamb wine brought by Wang Xin were also drunk to the bottom.

Jiang Bin knew that Wu Jie had called these old friends over at this time because the reason for gathering once was less.Get together today, leave tomorrow, there are many people in the world who cannot help themselves.

He talked about the past in a rambling manner, but some things were not revealed.But Qiu Ying couldn't help it, and after the meal, she quietly asked Jiang Bin about the whereabouts of her husband Wang Ji and her uncle Wang Xun.Regardless of reincarnation or reincarnation, I always hope that they are well now.

Wu also listened to it, and interjected with a smile: "He doesn't know, you have to ask him."

Qiu Ying and Jiang Bin looked in the direction Wu Jie pointed, and saw the cold-faced Xiaotuanzi who had been pinching the dead grass all along.

"This child is...?" Qiu Ying naturally couldn't recognize him.

"Old friend." Wu Jie replied with a smile.

Xiaotuanzi was stared at by the three pairs of eyes, and it took a long time to shake off the twisted dry grass in his hand and said angrily: "One has become a god, and the other has become a Taoist priest."

"Who became a god, and who became a Taoist priest?" Wu Jie asked knowingly.

"Then Wang Xun was originally the star king of Wuqu. Because of his obsession, he was deprived of his immortal status and suffered the pain of reincarnation. Later, because of my intercession, he was again in the immortal class and still in charge of Wuqu."

Jiang Bin froze for a moment, but he didn't know this part.It turned out that Wang Xun was the original Kaiyang Palace Master.Thinking of what I heard in the Heavenly Court, the Kaiyang Palace Master who was cast into the mortal world can only watch his beloved die in front of him every life... The one that made him willingly jump into the abyss of weak water to bear the burden of burning bones and ashes... Bitter, could it be...?

At this time, in Kaiyang Palace, the little Taoist priest who was captured was sitting in front of the table with his arms folded, and the master of Kaiyang Palace on the other side smiled slightly: "I will send you back to the world tomorrow, but You have to drink this jar of wine with me."

This altar is the lamb wine that he buried next to his brother's grave before he died.

If they can meet again, they must get very drunk, and then embrace each other and sleep together, dreaming the sweet dream of the afterlife.