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It is not that Yuan Jing has never done the thing of forcing people to stay after the rise of play, but this time, looking at his demeanor and tone, it is obviously not as simple as wanting to keep people.Yuan Jing seemed to be afraid that what he said was not clear enough, and said again: "Stay here, we will still be together like before, every day."

Chu Yu smiled: "Stay here to play with you every day?"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yuan Jing hurriedly grabbed him: "It's okay not to play, as long as we are together, I don't want to be separated from you."

Although there was still a smile on Chu Yu's face, there was no smile in his expression, and he flicked on his forehead: "Why did you say this suddenly?"

His hands are so strong that Yuan Jing's forehead hurts from being hit by him, and his eyes are hot: "I have wanted to say it for a long time. When you are not around, I miss you every night." Chu Yu really laughed now , rubbed the red spot for him: "Listen to yourself what does this sound like? Which little bride just passed the door?"

Yuan Jing was stunned, and felt that his words were ambiguous. Looking at Chu Yu's expression again, he seemed to be teasing himself, his cheeks flushed, and he became a little annoyed: "I didn't mean that! I always feel a little bit uncomfortable these days. Be at ease, you are by my side, I can feel at ease."

Chu Yu only thought that he was deliberately saying something nice to keep himself, and said noncommittally: "I still believe this at a young age. Don't you have a disciple who can pinch and count? Ask him to test your divination and see See where it’s not solid.”

Yuan Jing looked dejected: "Don't mention it, he is really effective for others, but he can't do it when he comes to me... Eh, how do you know him?"

Every time Chu Yu came to the Prince's Mansion, he would always meet him unexpectedly. Because of the previous incident, Yun Cong was very attentive to him, and he became familiar with him after coming and going, and casually said: "I have met him a few times."

Yuan Jing said "Oh", and after a while, the old matter was brought up again: "Is it true that you can't stay?"

His tail was long, and his black and white eyes looked like some small animal. When Chu Yu was thrown by him, his attitude softened a little, and he stroked his hair: "How about I stay with you tonight?" ?”

Yuan Jing turned around unhappily: "What's the use of one night?"

Chu Yu stared at his back with scorching eyes, secretly thinking that he could already do a lot of things in one night.Patted him once, and said loudly: "Let's go." Yuan Jing hurriedly turned around, and found that he really walked away without looking back, and angrily kicked the low pear wood couch with too much force. The knocked bones were so painful that I was limping when I entered the palace the next day.

Emperor Yan was busy with state affairs these days, so he seldom cared about him. Seeing his limping appearance, he suddenly felt a loving father, and went to check his wound in person. There was a purple bruise on his calf, and he frowned. Said: "How did this happen?"

Yuan Jing gasped when he pressed him: "I knocked it accidentally." Seeing that Emperor Yan wanted Liu Lin to take medicine oil, he avoided the pain: "No need, it will be fine in a few days. "

Emperor Yan said: "Don't run around for a while, and take a good rest at the mansion. The first floor of the Taiyi Building has a thousand layers of jade steps. If it's not good in the first month, you will have to suffer when you go upstairs."

Yuan Jing nodded sensiblely, thinking of the old national teacher who was over sixty years old and walked tremblingly, he couldn't help laughing: "The national teacher is enough."

Emperor Yan said: "It's not him this time." Seeing Yuan Jing's curious eyes, he smiled gently: "You will know when the time comes."

Yuan Jing thought about the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, and was very confused: Is there any magician in this dynasty who is more powerful than the national teacher?

Suddenly Emperor Yan said from the side: "How have you been with that kid from the Chu family recently? Has he made you unhappy?"

For some reason, Yuan Jing always felt that when his father mentioned Chu Yu, there was always a little hostility, and he didn't dare to complain at the moment, he just said: "It's very good, he treats me very well."

Emperor Yan snorted, he was old at the age of three, he knew the virtues of that kid from the Chu family, and he obviously didn't believe what Yuan Jing said: "It's a good thing to be kind, but don't be too kind." Following Yuan Jing, he walked to the vermilion fence outside Nuan Pavilion, and looked at the tall building soaring into the clouds, which was at the same level as the sky: "I know, sometimes when you spend a lot of time with someone, you can't see the other person." Yes. But when you look down at the world, you will understand that compared with thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, one person's sorrows and joys are really nothing, and everything you see is yours, and this is the supreme happiness." He looked at Yuan Jing lovingly: "Do you understand?"

Yuan Jing said without hesitation: "I want both, wouldn't I be happier?"

Emperor Yan was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "How can there be such a beautiful thing, I ask you, if you can't have both, how do you choose?"

Yuan Jing bit his lower lip, feeling very embarrassed. Although the country is very good, the joys and sorrows of one person are also unique. He shook his head: "I don't know."

Emperor Yan didn't force him, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you are still young, if you have any difficulties, your father will make the decision for you." He glanced into the distance again, and walked away as if nothing had happened.

On the eve of New Year's Eve, Yuan Jing was taken to the palace by Emperor Yan, and Yun Cong pretended to be a little eunuch, and followed him with low eyebrows.At the same time, a red sandalwood box carved with patterns and inlaid with jade was sent to Zhaoqian's army. Emperor Yan ordered it to be the most important treasure of the country. Pick.Since Zhaoqian's army was established, it has not taken on such a big task. Fan Ping did not dare to be careless, so he sent out three battalions, of which the seventh battalion was the most important, and surrounded the place where the treasure was hidden like an iron bucket.Chu Yu stood in the formation with a sword in his hand, and he never left day and night.

Yuan Jing didn't know about this. On the first night of the first day of the lunar new year, when Emperor Yan was entertaining officials and envoys in the Shengping Building, he saw that Chu Yu was not among them, and he was still puzzled. The conversation was full of laughter, and he couldn't get in to ask questions. He sent a few people out to find out the news, but they never returned, so he had to comfort himself, maybe it was because of the busy middle of the year.

But he couldn't worry for too long.Shangxin Day arrived in a blink of an eye, and he got up at midnight that day, dressed in formal attire, and went to the altar in the suburbs of the city to offer sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth for Emperor Yan.

For some reason, Emperor Yan did this matter of asking the heavens for luck this time in a very secretive way, even escorting the crown prince out of the city, he used his own dead shadow guards.Yuan Jing sat in the jade chariot and peeked at them, and saw that they were all covered with bronze masks, all in black clothes and black armor, solemn and solemn, like an undercurrent, surrounded by the splendid and luxurious frame, slowly pouring in.The suppressed thoughts in Yuan Jing's heart were drawn out in an instant, and he thought to himself: Tomorrow I will go out of the palace to find my elder brother.

At a quarter of five o'clock that night, Yuan Jing returned to the palace exhausted, remembering that the grand finale was still waiting for him, he couldn't help but look up, only to see the usually brilliant and bright top of the Taiyi Building, the light was gone.After a while, a shadow guard came to send a message, saying: The time has come.

Downstairs in Taiyi, Emperor Yan looked up at the roof with a majestic expression. Beside him was a real person in a green shirt sitting in a wheelchair.Just by looking at the back view, one can already feel extraordinary.Yuan Jing took a closer look, but was surprised.

I saw him with white beard and hair, kind face, and holding a dust whisk in his hand, with the bones of a fairy.But this tall man has no eyes, but he is blind.

Yuan Jing thought: Is there such an expert?He looked at Yun Cong suspiciously, and asked if such a plan was reliable.Unexpectedly, Yun Cong seemed to be frightened, leaning against Yuan Jing, his face a little flustered.Emperor Yan said: "This is Master Zijun, Jing'er, come and pay homage to him. You can live to the age of 15 without any disasters. It is all because of him to eliminate disasters and protect your life."

Yuan Jing looked at Emperor Yan in surprise, and asked with his mouth: "Xuanming Water Pavilion?" Emperor Yan nodded.Yuan Jing was full of gratitude, and immediately stood in front of Master Zijun, and respectfully worshiped him as his teacher: "Thank you, Master Zijun, for prolonging my life."

As soon as Master Zijun spoke, his voice was dry and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "I can't stand it, Your Highness doesn't need to be polite."

Emperor Yan said from the side: "Tonight there will be Lao Xianchang. After this matter is over, I will ask Jing Er to thank you." With a wave of his hand, he motioned to the left and right to clear the way.

With a creaking sound, the Zhumen, which had been closed for several months, opened suddenly, and a long staircase paved with white marble appeared in front of the eyes. Every five steps, there was an ever-burning lantern, and the light reached the roof of the building, like a sky. road.Emperor Yan said: "Xianchang's legs and feet are inconvenient, you first... Hey, who is this?"

Yuan Jing hurriedly said: "Xiao Liu is ill, this is the person who is close to my house, his name is Yun Cong." Winking at him, Yun Cong immediately knelt on the ground and bowed deeply.Emperor Yan frowned, seemingly displeased.But Master Zijun laughed loudly: "The dragon flies in the sky, and the tiger walks on the ground. It's because the cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, and the cloud follows. It's a good name."

Emperor Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Forget it, you can go up with the prince."

Yun Cong lowered his head, his voice changed in joy, "Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."

The cat bowed and followed the prince, and he raised his head only when he could no longer see the people behind him.Holding the hem of his clothes, Yuan Jing climbed up the stairs panting, and said casually: "So your name means this. It's interesting who gave it to you."

Yun Cong's resolute gaze was always looking at the roof of the building, and at this moment he also recovered his previous indifferent demeanor: "Back to the prince, I took it myself. It doesn't mean so much, it's just a good idea."

I don't know how long it took to climb, but when he reached the last step, Yuan Jing's hands and feet were so tired that he raised his legs habitually and stepped in the air, only then did he realize that he had arrived.The voice below is still far away, and it may take a while.Yuan Jing leaned on the jade railing and looked at the square room, suddenly his mind moved, and he whispered: "Let's go in and have a look first." He lifted his legs and walked away, his steps became brisk.

The moment he opened the door, he smelled a strong smell of candle wax. In the southeast, northwest, and four directions, there was a statue of a god carrying a huge ever-burning lamp, each of which was like a bright moon, illuminating the room as bright as day.There are doors and no windows here, and no wind can get in unless they are opened from below.In the middle of the room, a tortoise shell more than ten feet long was fastened by four iron chains, hanging high in the air.A small pool was cast under the tortoise shell with black and white double stones, filled with thousands of red candles, and a stone canal painted with pearl powder to make the candle wax flow endlessly led the burnt red candles outside.

The tortoise shell has been cracked inch by inch during these months of burning, Yuan Jing stared at those lines, and thought: So this is what happened to Wentian, no wonder it came a few months earlier.After staring intently for a while, he suddenly smiled, and waved: "Yun Cong, take a look, does this cracked pattern look like a dragon?" He took out a magic stick placed below, and saw that it read: The flying dragon is invisible, and the northwest is its hometown.The rise and fall of dragons and snakes has made them famous all over the world.

Yuan Jing's heart skipped a beat, and when he turned his head, he found Yun Cong standing beside him with a face as pale as paper, as if he had seen it too.There was a dead silence in the room, and even each other's heartbeats could be heard.Yuan Jing calmed down for a moment, and said, "What do you mean by this, just tell me!" Yun Cong hesitated for a moment, walked up to him, and whispered a few words in his ear.

With a slight movement of his lips, Yuan Jing felt a crash in his mind, and his face instantly turned extremely pale: "Nonsense! You are so brave!"

Yun Cong knelt at his feet, and now he also calmed down: "I don't dare to speak nonsense, it's the destiny, even if the real Zijun is seen, he will say the same."

Yuan Jing was at a loss, not knowing where to turn his gaze.At this time, the sound of going upstairs was much closer, Yun Cong turned around and took a look, reminding: "Prince, let's go out first, the emperor is coming soon."

Yuan Jing woke up suddenly when he heard this sentence.He stuffed the spirit stick into his arms, grabbed the iron hook placed beside the stone pillar, and lifted the iron chain that locked the tortoise shell from the buckle. Scattered down.Yun Cong asked in surprise, "Prince, what are you going to do?"

Yuan Jing gritted his teeth and said, "Don't stand around stupidly, help me quickly."

When Emperor Yan looked at the room that was close at hand, he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.He said with a smile: "Master Dao, I have trapped you in the palace for more than ten years, and I really feel guilty. I will send you back to Mount Wutai early tomorrow morning, so that you can live your life." Zi Jun The real person sighed softly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, there is no need."

Emperor Yan frowned, and was about to say something, but heard a loud noise from above, like an ominous thunderstorm in the first month.His heart sank heavily, and he said, "Go up quickly!"

When the door was reopened, it was foggy inside, and a cloud of flying white ash blocked the view.After the dust cleared away, the tortoise shell that should have been hanging high fell to the ground, and the long-burning thing fell to pieces without being bumped. Yuan Jing knelt aside tremblingly, as if he was frightened: "Father... "

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