Jinan Sea

"The wind is desolate at the end of the year, and the sun is snowing. There is no sound in the ears, but the eyes are bright and clean."The hot sun in the South China Sea is shining on the ground, which is very similar to the strange scene described in ancient poems that "the ground is covered with silver snow, like winter in Linshuo".

A quiet and huge house is built on the silver-gray "snow".The branches and leaves of the small banyan tree are whirling, and the house is in order.

The short, bearded old man scanned the courtyard, admired the gorgeous summer flowers, and walked into the back hall.He has a dark complexion, a big head and a small body, only slightly taller than a dwarf.But his posture was so arrogant that he waved the big sleeves of the sackcloth as he walked.A middle-aged man was half leaning on the carved heavy wood bed in the dormitory.Fair skin and black eyes, neat sideburns, stocky figure, barely handsome.Very shapeless curled up on the bed.A pair of eyeballs moved flexibly, and the corners of the eyes and mouth drooped, showing a sense of melancholy and displeasure.He stared at the old man and said with difficulty: "How is Mingzhu?"

The little old man climbed onto the high chair in front of the couch: "Life is safe. His eyes were poisoned by the thick red scorpion poison. After neutralizing the poison with the antidote, the poison weakened. I don't know if he can recover his eyesight. Maybe it won't recover for the rest of his life, maybe next year. Recovery. The way of medical skills cannot be determined by mortals."

Xiao Jingwang smiled darkly: "This is my right arm and right arm. I am old, and I have been bullied."

The world's genius doctor stretched out his skinny bird-clawed hands, and grabbed King Jing's wrist: "You should think about your own body first, you won't survive ten years if you indulge like this." He took out a jade bottle and threw it on the couch: " This is the Nine Death Yangming Pill that I refined this year, and it needs to be taken after abstinence from alcohol, lust and wealth. Twelve pills, one pill every two months, can soothe the nerves and prolong life."

"It's been another two years. Congratulations. I'm a person who loves wine, sex and wealth by nature. I can't live like this. I'd rather die. According to the old rules, you can make a request. What secrets do you want to hear this time?"

Doctor Qu jumped up happily, and the sanctimonious doctor in the world turned into a wretched and treacherous old man: "According to the rules of the balance of all things, every time I save a person, I owe me a request for convenience. Anything."

"You come up with such vicious and harsh medical conditions, and you can still live to be 80 years old. I admire it."

Miracle Doctor Qu smiled treacherously: "That's because everyone in the world is afraid of me and asks the patients they save to kill so-and-so or my enemy. Only then can I live alive and kicking to this day. Money, power, beauty, status, and me It’s all there, it’s really boring to live to this point! Only by eavesdropping on some secrets, giving eye drops to capable people, and making trouble for those grandchildren of heavenly emperors, prime ministers, famous generals, etc., can we have a good life. I I don’t want to listen to any secret gossip. I just want to ask you a word, ‘Who are you going to let go of your godsons?’”

Little Mirror King's face changed suddenly, and he pressed the short musket under the brocade quilt with his hand.

Miracle doctor Qu rubbed his hands eagerly, like a wolf staring at its prey: "Or I should ask, 'You have filtered out all the people around you, who do you want to save the most?" Li Fu, no Lying is not allowed to keep silent or avoid questions. Speak."

Xiao Jingwang resisted the urge to jump and roll, gritted his teeth and laughed dryly: "I don't know. The person I can't bear the most...is Mingzhu, right? Maybe it's other people, Xiaofeng, and Molongcheng? And Xiaomo ?Too many, hard to choose."

"Very good. You didn't lie to me, you are just a bastard who is indeterminate and indifferent. I won't let you die easily. I have to wait and see who kills you in the end. Your kind is shoulder to shoulder with me There are fewer and fewer bastards, and the world will be even more boring if they die early."

"Thank you for your praise. You saved Mingzhu, and you can make one more request."

The dwarf old man squeezed his beard and said embarrassingly: "I can't think of anything else I want. Let's keep this request for now. I have offended you to death. I have to leave a condition to buy a life from you."

Little Mirror King's dejected face suddenly turned, like a snake whose tail was stepped on: "What did you do behind my back?! You have to buy your life back from me."

"Don't say it, don't say it. Only when you have a chance to save me in the future can you ask me for it." Miracle Doctor Qu jumped up, pretending to shake off the dust that was not on the brocade robe: "Farewell. Every time I come to your place, I feel very dark, you should find some strong men as bodyguards, and stop fooling around with beautiful boys."

King Jing resisted the urge to give him a musket, and leaned back on the bed in frustration.He always loses when confronted with the perverted genius doctor Qu.

A beautiful young man in white clothes walked in outside the door, saluted and saw off the guests: "Genius doctor, please."

"Ah, beautiful young man, you are so shocking." The dwarf old man threw himself in front of him happily, jumped up, and raised his hands high to caress his face and body: "Stop three times and wait five times, Feng wins Mei Sheng! His eyebrows are beautiful! He is proud. His figure is also very good. He is flexible, strong, broad shoulders and slender waist. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen! This thief Li Fu always strikes too fast. However, he is not perfect. His face shape is not pretty enough, and his nose bridge is not enough Ting, young man, your face still needs to be fine-tuned! A few places need to be cut with a knife, and the rough edges and corners should be smoothed and softened. You will be the most perfect and unparalleled beauty in the world. Simei is like a pheasant rolling in the mud compared to you. Let me help you fix your face! No money, just agree to one request."

"No, I'm satisfied with my current appearance." The beautiful boy rudely refused.

"Hey, look at you... If you die in the future, can you leave your corpse to me? It must be the most beautiful corpse in the world. There is a kind of mummification from the hottest desert in the Middle East. It can make people live in the world forever. Hehe, their techniques are not perfect, and I don’t like them. I have a more perfect technique that can maintain the lifelike appearance of the dead and the corpse with all five internal organs. I want to make you immortal forever. Save it in this world. I beg you to promise me." The number one genius doctor in the world begged and grabbed the hem of the beautiful man's brocade robe, and was about to cry.

"No. When I die, I will be buried in the ground and thrown into the river."

"Then you must promise me that I will collect the body for you. You must protect your head and body, and you must not fight with others. Don't get hurt. This kind of burial is not beautiful. Tsk, I hope you can die earlier, Chun The spring blooms at the age of eighteen or nine, and the appearance is the most beautiful. If you die too late, it will not be beautiful, and the old will not be able to catch up. What a pity." Divine doctor Qu sighed resentfully, and walked away.

You didn't want to come here to collect the corpse for him, did you come to steal the corpse?I still want to collect beautiful men in the method of mummification.The guards shivered involuntarily.

In the depths of the back garden, there are luxuriant grasses, the beautiful young man in white saw off Miracle Doctor Qu, and stepped into the back yard uncomfortably.A row of houses is quiet and elegant, with blue screens and plain white bed curtains as clean and cool as the owner.With an indifferent smile, Mingzhu calmly sat on the wide chair in front of the window, bathing in the warm wind blowing outside the window.Haoyue quietly walked behind him.

Mingzhu listened attentively: "What did Divine Doctor Qu say?"

"Life is safe, and most of the toxins in the eyes have been removed. Maybe the eyesight will be restored next year, maybe even longer..."

"The miracle doctor is polite. The eye injury will not recover in a short time. Thank you, King Jing, for embarrassing him again."

"..."

"It doesn't matter if the eyes can't see. Being unable to see outside will make people pay more attention to their hearts and cultivate their minds. It can make people choose simplicity, tranquility and purity in the noisy world. This is a good thing. Don't pay too much attention to it. I am blind. People in the world are narrow-minded, and they fear and reject people who are different from them. So treat me as an ordinary person. I have been too turbulent and inflated in recent years, so I can just retreat and reflect on myself."

Haoyue picked up the teapot from the round table and poured a cup of tea, and walked over: "Just let me be your eyes."

He suddenly bent down to get close to Mingzhu's face, and abruptly stopped an inch in front of his face.Face to face, there is only a palm distance between the two.However, his face was covered with a mask of a vicious ghost king!There was no teacup in his hand, but a dagger with a cold light.Forced on Mingzhu's chest.

Mingzhu's eyes were wide open and motionless, and his eyes reflected his appearance like a silver-gray mirror: "Thank you. You are a good boy with a kind heart. I don't need eyes." He shrank back with a smile again: "You Don’t trick me into being blind and sneak attack me. That’s not good.”

He thought he was going to lean over and kiss him.He really is blind!

Haoyue breathed a sigh of relief.Youyou stood up straight.Those who can stare at the mask of the ghost king and keep the same color as before, will not be false blind.He thought too much.He would never steal a kiss from him either.boring!His face flushed, and he laughed secretly at himself.He really is a capricious villain.What would happen if he knew in the future that he was the one who did the murder?Will be very disappointed.A lump formed in his throat.

Mingzhu felt a little apologetic and stretched out her hand, Haoyue put away the dagger with her backhand and stretched out her right hand to hold his.Pearl of the South China Sea comforted the little boy with sincerity: "I'm fine. There is always a banquet in the world. I have long wanted to retire. Traveling in the mountains and rivers, listening to books and telling stories, the dispute with the real dragon in the capital can also come to an end , This is a good thing. I just pushed all this troublesome matter to you. After today, you will be the general manager of Jingwang Mansion, and the government affairs of the two cities and one sea will be handed over to Ramuqian. He is honest and will protect the two cities with his life. You are quick-witted and changeable, and you will help the King of Mirrors to survive the disaster. You are not a thing in the pool, you just need a good wind, and you can be sent to the blue sky by the wind and the dragon."

"I can't do it, I don't have your ability."

"You can do it. From the first day I saw you, I knew my successor was coming. I never regarded you as an apprentice, but as a confidant."

Haoyue suddenly felt sad.Unsure if he did the right thing or the wrong thing, "Do you know who did it? I will avenge you."

"When is the time for retribution, there is no more trouble. You protect the mirror king is the greatest revenge for them." He didn't say whether he saw the enemy, but stared at him with empty eyes: "promise me, you must protect How is Mirror King?"

"You still want to protect him after being like this?"

"I've been following him for a long time. He's a... nice guy, but he's just forced to look like that by this dark world... I just want him to live comfortably. Will you promise me?"

"I promise you. When are you leaving?"

"the day after tomorrow."

"I'll take you there."

Mingzhu, the prefect of Guangji, said she was sick and retired.He sent a letter to the court to report his illness and return home.He left without waiting for the court's reply.Now that the world is initially settled, the central government has not yet centralized power in the local governments, and the princes of all parties are powerful.Even if the imperial court does not allow it, it will not be able to prevent the princes from all walks of life from raising troops to seize the city and make the world a mess.

The most dazzling minister in the South China Sea in the past, Mingzhu, has become a loser and has withdrawn from the stage.

In the early morning, the white mist filled the air, and the morning star appeared in the east.The handsome young man was wearing a green robe, holding a boy in his arms, standing alone at the ferry of Shuangfei.A small boat with a black awning was waiting for him by the river.He looked at the foggy long street deeply, as if he could still see the street scene.In the past, the pearl of the sage who had been echoed by everyone in the South China Sea, was polluted by dust and fell to the end of being sick and disabled.The outside world is turbulent, and he looks at the pity of passersby and boatmen, but he is as peaceful as a quiet mountain.

Mr. Lan Da stepped forward to see him off: "The Little Mirror King won't come to see him off. He said his heart hurts and he can't get up."

Mingzhu nodded: "Don't let him come. He has to forget about these messy things, so his health will be better."

The little servant boy looked around and pouted, "Director Haoyue is also in the future, and he will look down on people as soon as he becomes the chief."

Mingzhu couldn't help laughing: "I left a day early, how would he know? I avoided him specifically. Seeing him sad makes me even sadder. He still shows everything on his face."

The servant boy stomped his feet again: "Xiao Ji is also in the future, and it's a lie to say how much he admires adults."

"Xiao Ji, don't come here. Every time he sees me, he cries a lot. I can't persuade him. I feel sad when I see him."

"You always speak for others! You just don't care about yourself. Then, can Lord Haoyue protect King Jing, and can he catch the enemy who framed Lord Mingzhu?"

"He can." Mingzhu's voice was quiet and indifferent: "As long as he wants, he can."

He helped the servant boy to the boat, "Let's go back to the south of the Yangtze River. The world is vast, and we will meet again someday."

(ps: Tao Yuanming's "Working in December of the Year of Kuimao and Congdi Jingyuan")