late snow

Quan Ning fell silent.

Ji Huai suddenly had a bad premonition, and as expected, Quan Ning immediately said, "Dead."

Ji Huai felt a strange calmness in his heart, "Where is it? How did you die? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"At that time, he fled to the entrance where Song Nan and the others came in. The people left by the King of Pingyang, the emperor's people, Hell Sea, and the Wulin League all wanted the imperial decree in his hand." Quan Ning paused and said: "He lit Song Nan The explosives that Nan and Zhao Yue left there ran back to the main tomb... The entire lower tomb collapsed. Although I found you in advance, I was blocked by the emperor's people, so I had no choice but to throw you him."

Ji Huai didn't mind that Quan Ning threw him to the emperor. After all, he didn't have much friendship with Quan Ning. He paid more attention to other places, "The tomb collapsed, maybe Zhan Hua escaped."

Quan Ning looked at him with a trace of sympathy, "The entire Yizhuang and all the exits of the tomb are heavily guarded by the emperor's people, and the tomb is at the bottom of the lake, and...you know, this tomb is at the bottom of the lake."

"The little emperor sent people to search for a whole month before withdrawing." Quan Ning said, "How dare he make you a prince?" Quan Ning said.

Ji Huai finally fell silent.

"Zhao Yue ran away with some people from Cangkongmen. Song Nan was barely saved by his father. It seems that the emperor really didn't intend to kill you." Quan Ning threw another spike at him, "In a few days, I plan to go back to southern Xinjiang to avoid the limelight for the time being. With the emperor backing you up, the mob in the Wulin League is nothing to be afraid of. Ah Huai, take care of yourself."

Ji Huai returned the wolf teeth to him, "Mr. Ji's ambition is not here, Mr. Quan should keep it."

Quan Ning clenched his wolf teeth and sighed, "If you want to, it's the same whether you have the edict or not. King Pingyang left much more people than you imagined."

"The world is peaceful now, and His Majesty is a benevolent and wise monarch. I don't want to be a sinner in the world." Ji Huai asked him, "Do you think I can do better than him?"

Quan Ning put back the wolf teeth and said with a smile: "Who can say for sure."

Then he left quietly.

Ji Huai sat on the bed in a daze for a long time, and subconsciously touched his wrist.

Empty, nothing left.

Zhan Hua's broken soul silk was taken away by him, and the scars left on it had healed long ago. The imperial physicians in the palace were skilled in medical treatment, and even the scars were completely removed.

Zhan Hua suddenly appeared in his life, and then left unexpectedly, not even giving him a chance to see things and think about others.

It was as if this person had never appeared in his life.

But the end is different.

A few months later, he was standing at the gate of Prince Duankang's mansion. The unfamiliar gate and faces made him at a loss.

"My lord, the palace has been repaired, and this will be your mansion from now on." Laide respectfully said beside him: "There is an imperial doctor specially arranged for you by His Majesty in the mansion, and the cook is also named according to your taste when you come late." Chef, Your Majesty also told me that if you need anything, just ask."

Ji Huai smiled and nodded to him politely, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

"One family doesn't talk about two families." Laide laughed and said, "Your Majesty said it."

Laide quickly took people away, and Ji Huai took Alian in. Alian said excitedly: "My lord! This place is so magnificent!"

In the past few months, he has become acquainted with several people in the palace, and imitated them to call him prince.

Ji Huai slowly followed behind him with his sleeves folded, walked through the winding corridor, passed through the beautiful back garden, and turned his head to look at a small pond with lotus flowers blooming outside the corridor.

"My lord!" Allen called to him.

From flowering to flowering, the pond was covered with the first winter snow in Beijing.

Ji Huai wrote a note to Zhao Qi, to the effect that he was not worthy of virtue, and wanted to resign and leave, but Zhao Qi rejected it.

He even made a special trip to visit him in the snow.

Ji Huai sighed faintly against the murderous gaze of Shangshu named Lin Yuan.

In the early spring of another year, he took Alian to Shiyuan City.

General Song Fan entertained them warmly.

Ji Huai lived in Shiyuan City for another year, wandering around the old site of Yizhuang every few days, even Song Nan couldn't stand it, advised him not to go again, lest the emperor get suspicious.

He only wanted to find someone when he came to Zhan Hua, but other people might not think so.

When he returned to the capital at the end of the year, Lin Yuan looked at him as if he wanted to eat him.

Zhao Qi still treats him with a smile and treats him as usual, Ji Huai feels sorry, and agrees to him to go to court in a muddle.

On the first day of going to court, a group of ministers asked for Zhao Qi to be drafted. In the huge court, only Ji Huai and Lin Yuan did not kneel. Ji Huai was confused and didn't know whether he should kneel, while Lin Yuan's face was ashen.

Zhao Qi looked at Ji Huai, and asked unhurriedly, "What does the emperor think?"

Ji Huai thought of the gossip about Zhao Qi and Lin Yuan in the court, and couldn't help but think of Zhan Hua. If these people forced him to marry a wife, Zhan Hua might be so angry that he would kill.

"Your Majesty, I feel that Your Majesty is still young, so there is no need to worry prematurely." Ji Huai said.

Zhao Qi pondered for a long while, clapped his palms and smiled and said, "The emperor's uncle is right. What's more, the emperor's uncle has not married a wife yet, so how can I go over there?"

Ji Huai finally knew that Zhao Qi, the emperor, was also full of bad things.

Since then, the ministers of the court and the central government have persevered in urging him to marry a wife and have children, as if overthrowing him as a stumbling block will force Zhao Qi to come again.

On the contrary, Lin Yuan treated him much better, and even nodded at him when he met him on the road, which flattered Ji Huai.

After persisting for half a month, Ji Huai finally couldn't stand it any longer. He fell seriously ill and took the opportunity to hide in the palace for another half a year, refusing to go to court again.

Everyone in the capital thought that King Duankang was sick in bed, but in fact, Ji Huai communicated with Zhao Qi early and went all the way south, and the way was late to the south.

He was alone this time, and Allen didn't let him follow.

He lifted the curtain with a jar of dirty wine and entered the cabin. The boatman inside was grilling fish. Seeing him coming in, he smiled and said, "Young Master Ji, you are back!"

"Suddenly it snowed heavily outside, and many restaurants were closed." Ji Huai handed him the wine jar, bent down and patted the snow on his jacket.

He sat down, and the boatman handed over a bowl of hot wine, "My lord, has the letter been sent?"

"Well, I just don't know if I can receive it." Ji Huai took a sip of the wine, which was hot and spicy, almost making him cry.

The poor quality of this wine is really not very good, the weather outside is getting late, cold and snowy, and the howling wind seems to lift the thin canopy, Ji Huai puts his hands into his sleeves, staring at the dancing flames on the stove in a daze.

"Young master came to this remote town alone to look for someone, did you find him?" the boatman asked.

"No." Ji Huai breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his feet were numb from the cold, and said hollowly, "I don't know where he is."

The boatman sighed, "Although it's a good time to do things right now, people from different places in this day, once separated, it's hard to see each other again."

The pungent and bitter taste of the wine hit the back of his tongue, and Ji Huai rubbed his reddened nose from the cold.

"How long have you been looking for that friend?"

"Two and a half...three years?" Ji Huai couldn't remember clearly, he had been in a daze for the past few years.

"Hey, son, let me tell you something you don't like to hear." The boatman drank half a bowl of wine, "When this person meets and separates, it is all arranged by God. Rubbing shoulders may not be able to see it, I once carried a pair of fateful mandarin ducks who eloped..."

The boatman has been welcoming and sending off on this river for many years. He has seen countless joys and sorrows in the world, and the words he speaks are like brewing rough turbid wine, spicy and straightforward.

Ji Huai lowered his head and stared at the slush at his feet, feeling that the fire and the wine were choking, and murmured: "But I don't feel reconciled until I find him and ask him clearly."

He didn't want to think about the result, because everyone told him that Zhan Hua was dead.

The hidden guards Zhao Qitian sent out from the south and the sea did not come back, and Cong Yingqiu, who he sought privately, also gave him a negative answer. He even sent people to Hell Sea to inquire about the news, and the results he got were similar.

Zhan Hua died.

He will never see Zhan Hua again.

But how can this be?How could Zhan Hua die so easily?

He leaned against the cold cabin, covered with a quilt with a slightly fishy smell, drunkenly looking at the stove that was slowly going out, the sporadic fire flickered and struggled for a long time, and finally fell silent.

Can't find it.Ji Huai thought with sour eyes.

Time always flies, especially when he's running around.

In summer, the desert in the north is hot and dry, as if there are grains of sand in his breath, Ji Huai stroked his beard and yawned lazily.

"What—monk—" the person on the other side shouted at the top of his voice.

"Monk! White clothes - very handsome!" Ji Huai took a deep breath and said loudly.

"I haven't seen it!" The boss waved his hand, "We can't go further north! There is a war over there!"

"Okay, thank you!" Ji Huai yelled a little loudly, climbed onto the camel and continued on.

When the camel bell rang, he stopped in the city and handed the letter to the postman, "Mail it to Wanlaicheng. The note has the address on it."

"Who will take it?" the boy asked without raising his head.

"Zhanhua, Ye Zhanhua." Ji Huai said while biting the dry biscuit in his mouth.

"Wan Lai City is in the southeast, and it may take half a year to arrive." The boy said.

"It's okay." Ji Huai wiped the sand from his face and put the money on the table, "He will receive it sooner or later."

In the seventh year, Zhao Qi watched in astonishment as Ji Huai, who had returned to the palace in a hurry, accepted half a basket of fruits that were said to be special products in southern Xinjiang.

"Originally there were two baskets." Ji Huai felt it, took a bite, and sat on the steps and said, "Half of the basket was rotten. I couldn't help eating a little on the way."

Zhao Qi squatted on the steps to peel the skin, thinking that he might have eaten more than a little.

Laide next to him was in a hurry to test the poison for him, but he couldn't keep up with his master, so Zhao Qi handed him a small one, "Don't keep trying to grab food from me."

"..." Laide took it tiredly and gnawed on it, feeling uncomfortable after all, turned his back and poked holes in the fruit.

"Little Huangshu has had a lot of vicissitudes." Zhao Qi looked at his tanned face and said quietly.

"It's no better than Your Majesty's Yushu Linfeng." Ji Huai took the handkerchief De handed over and wiped his mouth.

Zhao Qi sighed, "Did you find him?"

The earthquake in Shiyuan City a few years ago completely disappeared the tomb that was blown up by the lake water. At that time, Ji Huai stayed in Shiyuan City for three days, only said that Zhanhua was not inside, and then turned around and left.

Even though he was skeptical at the beginning, after so many years, let alone him, even Lin Yuan felt that Ji Huai had really lost his mind and went crazy, looking for a dead person from all over the world.

"Not yet." Ji Huai turned his head and smiled at him, with only white teeth visible all over his face, "Your Majesty, I think our fate is not over yet."

Zhao Qi has been the emperor for so many years and feels that he has become hard-hearted, but seeing him smile like this, he feels a rare pity.

"I'll send you some more people to look for it."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." Ji Huai shook his head, "I'll look for it myself, I can always find it."

Two years later, Ji Huai almost traveled all over the territory of Zhao State, and even took the hidden guards around him to suppress bandit riots several times, and investigated several corrupt officials, but there was still no news of Zhan Hua.

He is now completely different from Ji Huai back then. Not to mention eating and sleeping in the open, it is common for him to ride a horse for a few days and nights. He also mixed with a group of dark guards and learned the darts with perfect accuracy. If Zhan Hua sees him now, Maybe even dare not admit it.

At the end of the tenth year, he decided to come back to the city to have a look.

"My lord, I can't leave." The head of the dark guard said worriedly: "What if—"

"It's nothing in case, I just go back to my hometown to have a look." Ji Huai waved his hand, "You go back to the capital for the New Year, so don't bother me."

"But—" another interrupted.

"No but." Ji Huai got on his horse impatiently, "Anyone who dares to follow me will drive him back to the Zhen Fu Division."

A group of people suddenly shut their mouths.

Ji Huai originally planned to go to Wanlai City to celebrate New Year's Eve, but he probably followed the advice of those crows, he caught wind and cold before Wanlai City, so he had to stay nearby to recuperate.

On New Year's Eve, the lights of thousands of houses outside were bustling, and he climbed to the roof to watch the fireworks with a wine jar, and there was laughter everywhere.

The small yard he rented was deserted, except for a little civet cat he picked up by the side of the road.

The kitten didn't bark when he carried it into his arms, but only showed its furry head, and looked at the flowers with him, shivering from time to time.

Ji Huai took a sip of his wine and poked its ear, "Zhan Hua, are you so brave?"

The kitten patted the back of his hand with one paw.

Ji Huai laughed happily.

"Happy New Year's Eve, Zhanhua."