Shaodi Chunxin

At Yinshi, there was some hazy light in the sky.

The emperor's chariot is already waiting outside the palace gate.

After another moment, the gate of Yongshou Palace opened, the young emperor came out, and everyone around knelt and kowtowed.He hurried on, and when he was about to get on the chariot, Cao Ban'an crawled two steps from the crowd and knelt at the feet of the young emperor.

"You want to see him?" The young emperor's voice revealed a little indifference.

Cao Ban'an bowed his head and knelt down, and said: "Yes, I beg my master to show me some kindness."

The young emperor sneered: "From today onwards, you will be in charge of the Great Seal of the Superintendent of Rites, and you will also be given the right to be the admiral of Beizhen Fusi. Fu Yuanqing is not feeling well, so let him have a good rest."

Cao Ban'an was stunned: "Master..."

The young emperor still ignored him, turned around and got on the chariot, and said to Debao: "Let's go, go to Huangji Gate."

Debao responded, and ordered the Jinyi guards in front to stop and go towards the Taihe Gate.

After a while, only Cao Ban'an and Fang Jing were left standing there.

Fang Jing said, "Congratulations, Brother Cao."

Cao Ban'an asked him: "Since the beginning of the year, there have been rumors in the court that the power in the hands of the ancestors will be reduced. Since the approval of the red power was taken away, Dongchang was handed over to you, and then you can't go to the court. Now... the supervisor of ceremonies and Beizhen Fusi has been taken away. What is left of the ancestors?"

Fang Jing felt a little guilty when he questioned him. He looked away and said, "The ancestor is still alive. With the Great Desolation Jade Scripture, the ancestor can live a long life."

"You are really confused." Cao Ban'an scolded him, "You listen to the master, you treat him so arrogantly, and rob him of the only thought in his heart. How can he even survive?"

Fang Jing was silent.

"Take a step back and say that there are too many people in the court with red tops and white people who are stalking people. How many days can the ancestors live without these ceremonial guards? Don't they let people be eaten alive?"

Fang Jing said, "My master has his own arrangements."

Cao Ban'an finally knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade Fang Jing, he would never listen.

He looked at the eaves of the Yongshou Palace and sighed softly: "The ancestor has pines and cypresses in his heart, Fang Jing, you can't and shouldn't ignore his wishes and do things he doesn't want to do. Even if you want to save him, even if you It was to protect him."

While the two were talking, Mu Xinli had already brought the medicine box over.

"Cao Bingbi." Mu Xinli greeted.

Cao Ban'an's complexion was not good, and he said politely: "Mu Yuan sentenced."

Mu Xinli felt a little strange, and hesitated to greet Fang Jing: "Fang Bingbi."

Fang Jing's complexion was not good, he smiled sullenly: "Let's go, court judge, see a doctor for the old ancestor."

"Take care of the ancestor? In Yongshou Palace?" Mu Xinli looked at the two with a panicked expression: "What's going on?"

"The court judge asked, let's go in with our house." Fang Jing took Mu Xinli in, stopped looking at Cao Bingbi, and said, "He broke down from tossing around yesterday, and he will definitely get sick today."

Fu Yuanqing was already on fire.

This time he was conscious.

The collar around his neck was put away, but the shackles on his wrists were not removed.

Fang Jing was right. When they entered, Fu Yuanqing had already been changed into clean clothes. He was sitting on the couch, staring at the chain on his wrist in a daze.

Naturally, Mu Xinli didn't dare to ask why Fu Yuanqing was lying in the Yongshou Palace, and he didn't dare to ask other things, he just said: "Palmprint, I'm asking for your pulse."

Fu Yuanqing came back to his senses, raised his hand and said, "I'm sorry for the court's judgment."

While speaking, the shackles rang a few more times, and then the handcuffs made of pure gold were revealed.

Mu Xinli choked, and pretended to be normal to feel his pulse again. After a while, Mu Xinli said: "The old ancestor is in poor health. Last night, he was favored by His Majesty for a long time. He was a little tired. I will give you some compensation Potion, just adjust it."

"Okay. Thank you for the judgment."

"You're being polite." Mu Xinli said, and retreated.

He and Fang Jing were talking in a low voice outside, but Fu Yuanqing couldn't hear clearly, and was a little lost in thought.

He thought that the leisure life in the supervisor of ceremonies was the ultimate.

It turned out that there were more boring days waiting for him.

He looked at the chess set on the table.

The chessboard is made of agarwood, the white pieces are jade, and the black pieces are obsidian, showing luxury and wealth.

When he was young, he loved to collect exquisite objects, and such finely crafted objects must be extremely precious.Now I don't feel any more... I just feel a little reckless.

Perhaps Chen Xiang didn't want to make a chessboard.

Bai Yu and Hei Yao are also not willing to be pawns in the round sky.

Involuntarily, being held by others and falling into this puzzle.

He hesitated for a moment, picked up the cold sunspots, and placed them in the middle of the chessboard.Then he held black in one hand and white in the other, and started playing with himself.

After a while, Fang Jing probably sent Mu Xinli away.

He brought up a bowl of hot medicine, and whispered, "Godfather, you should drink this medicine first."

Fu Yuanqing kept playing chess in his hands, and he was anxiously playing on the chessboard, so he ignored him.

"Godfather, please drink your medicine." He called again.

Fu Yuanqing slowed down playing chess, holding the white chess box, and asked slowly: "What is the medicine?"

"The life-saving prescription prescribed to you before Bailishi."

Fu Yuanqing played chess, broke the anger of black chess, and picked up five pieces.

"No drink," he said.

Fang Jing's eyes were red: "Godfather, you are more aware of your disease than your son. If you don't drink medicine, you won't be able to suppress the fever. I beg you, son, drink medicine to save your life."

Fu Yuanqing's heart was extremely soft. Hearing his cry, he sighed and shook his head: "No drink."

Fang Jing put the medicine on the table, knelt down and said to him: "My son used to work as a handyman in the Salary Department, and the eunuch above insisted on taking more ice charcoal, but my son was upright and refused. He held a grudge and asked someone to arrest him A few ribs were broken in the gutter, blood came out, and even the legs were limped. Later, they were sent to the An Le Hall, and they were thrown directly into the coffin board. After dying, they were nailed to the board and sent out of the palace. It was the godfather who saved him Me, let someone treat me, and my son survived."

"Later, my son also took revenge on those who harmed me. Some were strangled to death, and some had to be thrown into a cesspit to drown. There were seven or eight people, and my son killed them one by one," Fang Jing said.

Fu Yuanqing heard him cry for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I remember when you were just accepted into the Supervisor of Ceremonies, you insisted on calling me an ancestor according to the custom, and you also recognized me as a godfather. I don't care, but His Majesty doesn't like it. His Majesty calls me Father, but he won't allow it." You call him the same as him." Fu Yuanqing lightly placed a black piece, and now the black piece has occupied most of the field, and the white piece is jumping up and down, showing a slight decline, "You are always timid and shy, and you always smile at everyone. But this You are as stubborn as a donkey at the time, and you have to admit me as a godfather for committing a crime of disrespect. Your majesty punishes you with the court stick, and if you don't change your words, he will keep beating you. When I arrive, you will be punished with your back , thighs, and buttocks were beaten to pieces. You watched me come and called me godfather."

Fang Jing looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Fu Yuanqing said: "Even His Majesty can't do anything about you, and I can't do anything. I'll let you call."

Fang Jing was even more saddened by Fu Yuanqing's words. He kowtowed and choked up, "My son has taken a crooked path, but he never dared to have any evil thoughts towards his godfather. He only wants to save you and keep his godfather alive. Anyone can die. Only a godfather can't..."

"Fang Jing." He coughed twice.

Fang Jing was crying so unconsciously, he looked up at him: "Godfather?"

"Let Cao Ban'an come to see me." Fu Yuanqing said.

Fang Jing shook his head: "Brother Cao just begged the master outside, but the master refused."

"Let Ban'an come to see me." Fu Yuanqing sighed, "You always have to listen to me...I'm still your godfather."

Fang Jing was ashamed of what he said, and nothing could suppress his guilty heart.In Fu Yuanqing's eyes, he finally answered yes, and then backed out.

Fu Yuanqing pondered for a while, then raised his eyes to see the situation on the chessboard.

Now the white pieces have curled up in a corner, and the black pieces are unscrupulously circling the territory on the board. At first glance, it seems that the black pieces are about to gain power, but the whole board is scattered with white pieces, splitting the strength of black pieces into pieces.

Now the chessboard is in chaos, and there is a sign of collapse in a trance.

His Majesty did not speak in a fit of anger about the posthumous reduction of the Taimiao yesterday, and he did not even intend to cover it up.Entered the imperial city with great fanfare, and made a fool of himself.

Today, if he was going to be attacked by his officials today, the young emperor didn't care at all.

...do you have other plans?

When powers overlap, panic is mixed with other thoughts, and the situation is always somewhat turbulent...

I just don't know how long God will allow him.

While in a trance, Cao Ban'an had already entered, knelt on the footrest, held his wrist, saw the shackles, and his eyes were red: "Old ancestor, you have suffered."

"I'm fine." He coughed lightly, "I just don't know how the court is going today."

"The news has come from the Huangji Gate. The teacher suggested that the Lord should take the lead, and together with more than 260 ministers, they will play together, reprimanding His Majesty for not abiding by the ancestral etiquette, reducing the posthumous posthumous title of the emperor, and beheading the emperor's spiritual position. This is a way to subjugate the country. "

"what about me?"

"you?"

"Yesterday, the Son of Heaven embraced me on a chariot and took the middle way to enter the court. Is there no one to speak to me?"

Cao Ban'an shook his head: "There is no need for news from Huangjimen."

"No one in the Metropolitan Procuratorate has given any advice? What about the Sixth Section Gallery?"

"None."

Fu Yuanqing caressed the pieces in the chess box. The pieces were cold, and when they hit slightly, they made pleasant noises.He knew that he had a fever, and his health was too poor, so if he recuperated like this, if there was any trouble, he would not get better.

"The emperor is fine," he said.

"what?"

"The emperor seems to be furious and has lost all reason. But what he did yesterday was extremely meticulous. All the ministers know what should be known, and what should not be known to the ministers...no one knows."

Cao Ban'an was stunned, and said: "But why is the master doing this?"

In the past, Tianyuan in the center was the first sunspot to fall, and it was flipped over many times in the seesaw. Now there is already a white stone at Tianyuan.

"He knew my desire to use my body as a bait to frighten the government and the people to death, so he was anxious to stand in front of him. But he wanted to protect me... so no one knew that I was with the emperor, and no one knew that I Detained in the Palace of Eternal Life." Fu Yuanqing laughed, but the corners of his eyes were red, "He knows that those who are thoughtful can't stand the temptation of the emperor's bewilderment, so they are naturally ready to move in secret."

"Master cherishes the old ancestor." Cao Ban'an asked him, "The old ancestor also knows the painstaking efforts of the master...isn't that good?"

"Don't imitate Fang Jing's tone and say something against your will." Fu Yuanqing said, "There are some things you understand me better than him."

Fu Yuanqing held another white stone, which was in the air for a while before slowly falling down.

With this one move, the surrounding black chess pieces were sealed off, the situation on the chessboard was suddenly reversed, most of the black chess pieces were killed or injured.

Fu Yuanqing took away the black pieces around the white piece one by one.

A white child stands alone on the star position, complementing the central Tianyuan.

It is isolated and helpless, and it will be chased and intercepted by Heizi in a blink of an eye, and there is no possibility of escape.

"Mencius said: Those who do their best will know their nature. If you know your nature, you will know the sky." Fu Yuanqing said, "You will live forever, cultivate your body and establish your life. The overall situation will be determined when the lone star is gone."

Cao Ban'an burst into tears: "Old ancestor!"

"Ban'an, some things are really beautiful." He whispered, "It's a pity...I'm Fu Yuanqing."

He is Fu Yuanqing.

He is a notorious treacherous eunuch.

All the good things are just short-lived, and no one will let him go.

Cao Banan was sent away.

Fu Yuanqing felt relieved, then he leaned on the couch, and tightened the sky blue mink velvet cloak around him.He was really tired, and his eyes closed involuntarily.

Fang Jing's anxious call in his ear also became distant and confused.

He seemed to be back on that New Year's Eve.

The young emperor stood in the snow and smiled at him.

Then Shaodi's face overlapped with Chen Jing's slowly.

And slowly separated.

He was gradually unable to tell the difference between them—in fact, it might not be necessary.

Those moments he remembered, those moments when the person opposite opened his arms and wrapped his arms around him.

What he got was the only warmth he was familiar with in many, many years.

When he woke up again, he was grabbed by the collar and lifted up, and a bowl of warm and bitter liquid was poured into his mouth.

Fang Jing was still shouting: "Master, you can't do it! Master!"

Fu Yuanqing opened his eyes in a daze, and the young emperor's face came into view.

He was still furious, with a haggard face, took the bowl of soup that he forgot to drink in the morning, and poured it into his mouth.Urgent and violent, Fu Yuanqing choked and coughed non-stop.But even so, the strong bitterness and the bloody smell underneath were as familiar as the past three months.

"Your Majesty...cough cough cough..." Fu Yuanqing choked and burst into tears, spilling most of the medicine.

The young emperor gritted his teeth and asked, "Fu Yuanqing, do you want to die so much?"

Fu Yuanqing covered his mouth, suppressed his cough, and shook his head.

However, it didn't do much, and a piercing cough came out of his throat.

The young emperor became anxious, pressed the back of his neck, kissed him to relieve his breathing, and calmed down his shortness of breath little by little.

"Why don't you take medicine when you have a fever?" He asked.

Fu Yuanqing looked up at him.

Although the consciousness is still a little fuzzy.

He looked at the young emperor... the person in his dream really overlapped with him.

"Don't be angry, I forgot to take the medicine..." He lowered his head and kissed the back of Shaodi's hand, spoke softly, then looked up at him, "Xu'er."

Shaodi took a tight breath.

"What did Father call me?"

"Xu'er."

Shaodi's eyes were red, he looked down at him, stroked the back of his neck, his voice trembling slightly: "I have been waiting for my father to call me for a long time. Father...do you know?"

"I'm too clumsy." Fu Yuanqing said to him, "I should have understood His Majesty's intentions long ago."

"It doesn't matter." The young emperor laughed, "I asked Bailishi a long time ago, it's not a problem to replace the furnace, Chen Jing... Father Chen Jing just forget it. In the future, I will double cultivate with my father. OK?"

Fu Yuanqing hummed lightly.

The young emperor asked him cautiously, "Did I go too far yesterday, Father?"

Fu Yuanqing shook his head.

The young emperor hugged him and kissed him, and asked Fang Jing to heat up the bowl of medicine and bring it in again.

But he still hugged Fu Yuanqing and was reluctant to let go, so he let him lean in his arms and handed him the medicine.

So Fu Yuanqing smelled the bloody smell on his body that was covered by the fragrance of the sachet.

"Father, drink it. I'll watch you drink it. After drinking it, you will be healthy and healthy for a long time."

Fu Yuanqing took it and said yes.

The potion made by heart and blood, once every seven days, assists double cultivation...

He prides himself on being inexhaustible.

But now facing Zhao Xu, he feels he is cornered.

Fu Yuanqing looked over the young emperor's shoulder, looking at the broken chess game played in the morning.

That white son was still standing alone on the star position in the western sky.

The bowl in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, Fu Yuanqing was silent for a moment, and drank the bowl of bitter medicine.

"Why is father crying?" the young emperor asked him.

Fu Yuanqing tapped the corners of his eyes, and tears fell.

He said, "About, probably because the medicine is too bitter."

The young emperor wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and he was innocent like a child in joy, and said with a smile: "Father is so crying, Father is a crybaby."

"Yeah." Fu Yuanqing laughed, "Yes."