He died once. The long knife of the
north passed through the chest, cold as ice, colder than that, is the sad
eyes of the woman in front of her.
He held out his hand to her and wanted to say, “I’m sorry, I can’t grow up.”. I can’t protect you if others bully
you in the future.
Also want to say to her, just easy to break, aunt you have to save yourself, you have to be safe and smooth,
you have to.
So many instructions wanted to say, but nothing could be said, the cold wind poured back into the wound, and thick
blood flowed down the neck.
The child died, before the spring.
His body was dragged to the ground like a dead dog by the Beigan soldiers, and his soul was lifted up by the cold wind
, drifting to the unknown of ignorance with the ghosts of the battlefield. Impermanence, dressed in
white with wide sleeves and holding a banner to summon souls, asked him, “You were born as a prince, but you died as a young
man. Have you ever had any complaints in your heart?”
He shook his head. They walked through the war-torn land, the dead people became
the dead who swam by, and the refugees who had not yet died bent their bodies, laughing and selling their
children in exchange for a full meal overnight.
The impermanence asked again, “You were born to be a king, and you should bear the fate of the common people. Do you have any regrets in this life?”
He shook his head again.
He did not love the people, no people loved him, he did not want to save anyone, because no one to
save him.
Impermanence sighs. In the devastated
battlefield, a bridge was built out of thin air, and vermilion flowers were born beside the bridge, which
were in full bloom in the flowing yellow spring water.
“When you cross this bridge, all the things on your mind are no longer relevant to you.”
When he stepped on the bridge, the wind blew the child’s blood-stained forelock, and he heard the heavy rain when he was born
, the cry of his mother, the sigh of his father, the distant footsteps of the morning in the temple
from childhood to adulthood, and the sound of chanting. The palace man turned his back to him and whispered
.
“That evil seed –”
One step, two steps, three steps..
“Hsia La, Auntie has come to play with you!”
His steps stopped.
However, the bridge suddenly grew out of the soft green branches, winding into a tree, the tree is full of wobbly osmanthus, the wind blows, the leaves fall down, there is a little girl under the tree, she stood under the tree with a kite, smiling more gentle and clear than afternoon sunshine.
He looked at her for a long time, as he had done before.
The world is so boring that only when you look at her can you perceive the loveliness of all things.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered something he had forgotten, something very important, very important.
When he finally turned his head, he saw the woman standing behind him. She was at the other end of the Naihe Bridge. She was no longer the little princess of the rich village. She was as thin as a lath, black and blue all over her body. She said with a sad smile, “Xia La, are you going to leave your aunt alone in this world?”
He shook his head, then shook it faster and faster, and then ran back as if waking up from a dream. How could
he leave her, how could he leave her alone in such a ridiculous world! She was so timid that she was afraid of walking at night.
“Auntie,”
she said, suddenly opening her eyes. This young man, who should have left the world long ago, suddenly breathed in the cold of the world. Old
Ge breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I thought your soul had gone.” “Master?”
At the moment, he was in the morgue of Beigan, surrounded by dead bodies covered with frost. Old
Ge threw him a dress and said, “I’ll save you once, master and disciples.”
He held the linen clothes in his hands and stared at the old man. When he
first joined the Union Army, he was sent to do odd jobs with Ge Laoer. Ge Laoer is a wizard
of Beigan, who specializes in disposing of corpses in the military camp. Others thought he was unlucky and refused to get close to him,
but it didn’t matter. In his eyes, people in the world could only be used, but could not
be used.
Probably because of this, Ge Laoer accepted him as an apprentice. When he was
disposing of his body, he saved him with a gruel.
“You go.” Old Ge turned his back and packed up his things. “You and the big prince are doomed to
each other, so you have to save one.”. If you want to live, you can stay as far away from him as you can.
Xia La reluctantly stood up and, according to the protocol of Nan Xu, made a big gift to Ge Laoer, saying,
“I have received great kindness from my master in this life. Although my disciple’s death is difficult to repay, I will pass
on the Gelugu technique from generation to generation in the future, so as to show my master’s love for me.” Old
Ge did not speak, but waved his back to him.
Xia La continued with difficulty, “It’s just that Master doesn’t know me..” Where is my sister now
? “She’s dead,” said Old
Ge. “You’ve been in a coma for three days. She died the day of your accident.”
Chained, thrown into the glacier, unable to float, unable to sink to the bottom, can only struggle desperately, mouth and nose are covered with blood, and finally stiff in the water, turned into a ferocious corpse, and finally smashed bones, thrown into the fire. In the evening of the third day after
Xia’s death, Ho Su-lung finally braved the wind and snow to come over and collect the body of the little prince. But God was so kind to him that in the cold morgue, his little prince sat there alive, dressed in linen, white as snow, pure as lotus, with a red mole on his forehead, shining brightly.
Even the battle-hardened generals could not help kneeling on the ground and burst into tears.
He Sulong thanked him a thousand times and fled overnight with Xia Lan. He was so overjoyed that he missed the ferocious gash on the child’s white arm under his wide clothes. No one
in the world knew how heartbroken the child had been crying. He could not make a sound, which aroused the suspicion of the blind old Ge. He had to bite his arm so hard that blood snaked down his chin. He wanted to die, but he couldn’t. He wanted to add ten times the suffering of the Xi River to the Beigan people. Such a gentle and beautiful child, at that moment, was like a Shura climbing up from hell.
Under the direction of Xia La, Ho Su-lung led him and Helan Chih-yen to meet up with Cheng Lung. Helan Chih-yen knelt before him, out of his mind. Xia La only said, “From now on, your excellency and I will conspire for great things. Everything that happened in the past should be forgotten.”
Helan knows that he can’t kneel down.
Summer pull has a kind of extraordinary intelligence, under his guidance, Zheng Long established Lin Bei stronghold, just in the degree of being able to let Beigan not care, but also to recruit. In
the second year, he asked He Sulong to take the remnants of the He family, as well as the first group of soldiers from the north of the forest to the city of Xipan. It was a group of civilian insurrectionary army, pushing Qin Liuyuan to build a small court. He Sulong pretended to surrender, and after alienating the group, he took the city of Xipan almost without bloodshed. In
the fourth year, the small court and Lin Bei became diagonally opposite, all in the hands of Xia La.
Since then, Xia has been living in the Osmanthus Temple in Xipan City, being an ordinary novice monk, studying and practicing martial arts all day.
Reading is nothing. He has a mother who is full of knowledge. Under her guidance, he has memorized hundreds of classics early, which is enough to deal with his husband. Practicing martial arts is the accumulation of every move, and you can’t be lazy at all.
He Sulong was busy storing up his troops and didn’t have a lot of time to teach him, so he ordered his trusted warrior to teach him to practice martial arts. The man was Chen Que, a middle-aged man who was rigid and indifferent. He was not generous because he was a master. On the contrary, it is harsh to the point of perversion.
Every day, he would get up to greet his nominal master, Ho Su-lung, and then practice his footwork with sandbags tied to him. If his legs shook a little, Chen Que’s bamboo pole would be pulled over, and blood stains would appear on his legs. A simple move has to be practiced a thousand times a day. If it is wrong or a little slow, there will be a strange punishment waiting.
For example, hanging an iron cable between the two mountains, he walked there without any shelter. For example, he sealed his mouth and nose, and let poisonous insects such as spiders and centipedes crawl all over his body. The most excessive one was that Chen Que
threw a finger wrench into the cesspool and let Xia pull it to pick it up-just because he loved cleanliness.
Chen Que said that as a monarch, there is no shortage.
When Helan came to visit, he quarreled with He Sulong to the point of falling out. But Xia La never said a word, no matter how strange and elusive Chen Que’s request was, he did it, with a calm and gentle expression on his face, even merciful. There was a snow leopard in the mountains
of Xipan City. On a snowy day, because of a mistake, Chen Que asked him to go to the cheetah in the mountains. Even He Sulong said that it was not necessary, but Xia still went. Even though he was weak, he coughed and wheezed in winter. The most important thing in
hunting is not force, but patience. When the snow filled the sky, he sat in the mountains and meditated like a stone Buddha. All the things in the world and the changes of the war situation converge into a golden chess game in the mind, step by step, clear and clear, the cold wind is cold, and the prey is hidden in the deep forest.
He closed his eyes again and saw the Xi River.
She came to him at the gate of the courtyard, with all the little things she had collected. Strange to say, he had the impression that the palace was always gloomy, but as soon as she came, the sun hit the mossy door, and the dark corners became bright.
She called him by his name, with the sweetness and softness peculiar to women in the south of the Yangtze River. She always talked so much. How about your mother? Do you still have a fever at night recently? I have read a book recently, and you can listen to me. When
she looked at him, he looked at her, and when she didn’t look at him, he still looked at her, thinking, how could there be a beautiful life in the world, smiling so beautifully?
And it was his aunt, and she loved him so much, which made him feel sweet when he thought of it. The wind is
strong, the moon is hidden and the stars are rare, his eyebrows are white, his body is almost buried by snow, but he is not cold, his heart is filled with Xi River, she is as warm as the sun. The
shadow of the tree moved slightly, the teenager suddenly opened his eyes, a snow leopard jumped out of the forest, ran to the bait, the teenager’s thumb clasped the string, opened the bow with one hand, the arrow was like a meteor-the
snow leopard was hit by an arrow in the abdomen, not yet dead, with a roar, attacked the teenager, the teenager’s long knife was bright, fought with the beast, and the last knife was inserted into the throat of the snow leopard. The blood splashed on the face of the little novice monk, which was shocking.
“Very good.”
Chen Que walked out from behind the tree, his hair and beard all white. As long as Xia La had stayed in the mountains, he had stayed in the dark with her. He said, “It’s a great responsibility to be moved and patient.”
Xia La pulled the knife out of the beast’s throat and saluted calmly, saying, “It’s all up to the teacher for advice.”
Chen Que gazed at him and knelt down, saying in a low voice, “I have committed the following crimes several times. The day my master grows up is the day I die to apologize.”.
Xia Wan shook his head. In the wind and snow, the young man’s amber eyes were pure and sincere. He said, “The teacher meant it for me, and Xia Wan remembered it in his heart. How could he let it down?” That year, Lin Bei kept a low profile, Zheng Longlin north bandit king’s name has been known all over the world, and Xipan city is getting richer and richer, He Sulong in the dark training, a team that can compete with the north dry cavalry, is gradually taking shape.
Xia La, however, is just a little novice monk dressed in clear clothes, as if he were the mascot of Wang Tu’s hegemony. No one knows what the child has done and what he will do in the future.
Ho Su-lung said with a benevolent look, “It’s time for my son to get married. Do you have a sweetheart?”
Even if the royal family marries early, there is no reason to get married at the age of fifteen. “I’ve been worshipping the Buddha since I was a child,” said Hsia, smiling. “I have a pure heart and few desires. I’m afraid I’ll miss the girl’s future.”
“What are you talking about? If a woman can marry you, she will be the mother of the world. This is a great blessing!”
There was no further argument, but after a while, Ho Su-lung ordered someone to present the names of the daughters of famous families in the city of Xipan. After choosing them, Hsia suddenly looked up and said, “I heard that Teacher Chen Que has a daughter. How could she not be in the book?”
Ho Su-lung’s face suddenly changed. Chen Que had never expressed anything, but at this moment he could not restrain his excitement. He thanked him and said, “Master, pay attention to my daughter. It’s the honor of the whole family.”
I worship, congratulations to the tetrarch to find a good match.
That night, the sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard bloomed one after another, and the waning moon was bright and shining. Ho Su-lung walked around the house, sighing for a long time. He Nian, his confidant, said, “My master is still so
young. Why should my adoptive father worry?”
I always felt there was something wrong with him. He wasn’t as obedient as he looked. On the other
side of Helan and Zheng Long, he was a fool, loyal, and upright man. I’m afraid that after achieving great things, it will be difficult to control them.
“My Lord has always treated you with respect.”
“Then he should choose a wife from among the women I have chosen for him,
instead of choosing Chen Que’s daughter.” It must be Chen Que’s daughter!
Chen que in the military prestige is very high, if became the master’s in-laws, later, became the little prince
‘s grandfather, will have the strength to fight with He Sulong.
He Nian no longer dared to speak. After a long time, he said, “Chen Que has always been loyal to you.”
When Ho Su-lung finally calmed down, he snorted, “Even if you’re loyal, you’re a
stranger.”
His real confidants were all given the surname of He.
It was a long, long night.
He Nian left He Sulong’s room, then went back to his room, entered the secret passage through the secret door, and came to
the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Xia was playing the lute under the tree, and beside him lay a white deer, suddenly like
a fairy.
He Nian knelt down and said, “Lord of Heaven, He Sulong blasphemed the gods with human power. I
would like to be killed by Lord of Heaven.” He Sulong ignored, and everyone ignored, the yuan Chujiao, which was established by Xia Luan when he was young. From the day he left the pass, it spread all over the world faster than plague, North Rong, West Pan, Lin Bei, the army, the countryside, merchants, scholars.. There are fanatical believers everywhere. “The Buddha honored the peacock as his mother,” said
Xia Wan, plucking the strings casually. “Since we share the feelings of master and disciple with him in this life, naturally we should respect him more. I’m afraid he’s too ambitious and will harm others and himself.”
He Nian kowtowed and said, “The slave is waiting for Heaven to send him.” After
Ho Nian left, a man jumped down from under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. It was a thousand years old rat. He smiled coldly and said, “Lord of Heaven, it looks like that old man is going to do it tonight.”
Xia La smiled and said, “Go.”
Rat thousand years old figure hidden in the dark, summer pull eyes to his side, there is a woman, sixteen years old, white gentle, sweet-scented osmanthus through her shining body, light and soft falling.
“Auntie, you say people are like ghosts, but I think it’s fun to play with them.”
She did not speak, but still sat beside him, watching him quietly, just like every day in the past ten years.
“Auntie, I’ll play the piano for you.” When he played it, it was her favorite tune. During these years of seclusion, besides martial arts
and rebuilding the core doctrine of yuanchu religion, it was to learn the piano. He who is
a good hunter will be kind. He waited for ten years and finally made the world his own hunting ground.
On that day, Chen Que disappeared, along with his daughter and family.
He Sulong found evidence of collaboration with the enemy in Beigan from his residence, which caused
a great disturbance for a while.
“Wan’er has always held Chen Que in high esteem. How dare he do such a perverse thing? If he doesn’t
investigate it, I’m afraid he’ll lose the hearts of loyal officials and righteous men!”
“What does the master think?”
“Send troops to capture and kill on sight.” With a smile
, Hsia said, “I heard that the Chen family was full of martyrs who were killed in the invasion
of the north. My master put the memorial tablets of his ancestors in the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness. Now that we have pursued the loyal officials
, I’m afraid we’ll offend the ghosts and gods!”
Ho Su-lung thought Xia was looking for an excuse to protect Chen Que. He sneered, “How can a rebellious minister and a thief deserve
a sacrifice?”! If you have any misgivings, you can just burn the memorial tablets of his family.
“Then it’s up to the master to decide.”
Xia Li sighed and continued to bow his head and play the piano.
He Sulong sent numerous good soldiers, but Chen Que evaporated out of thin air and disappeared
. In the middle of the
night, Xia was in the secret room, gazing at Chen Que’s scarred face and whispering, “Teacher, how is your rest today?”
Chen Que, like a wounded beast, kept making meaningless roars. Xia did not lock him, but he tried to escape several times, but he was easily defeated and fell to the ground-he could no longer defeat the former disciple.
“Why?” “I’m all — all — for your own good!” He shouted hoarsely. Before
he had finished, he was interrupted by Hsia: “Yes, the teacher’s treatment of me is a lesson for the sun and the moon.”
“Poisonous insects crawling, drinking snow in the mountains, looking for things in the cesspool..” Is it good for me that you and He Sulong set these punishments? It was so that I would fear you from an early age, fear disobeying your orders, and then be in your hands all my life.
Chen Que closed his eyes and said, “I told you that when you become an adult, I will die to apologize.”
“Come and make me a cowardly king and put me in the hands of Ho So-lung.” “That’s what you thought when you were torturing me, isn’t it?”
His amber eyes reflected the frightened face of He Sulong and a flickering light of the fire.
But there is a more terrible punishment in the world than death.
Chen Que was stunned for a moment, then wailed crazily, hitting the wall with his head, as if he wanted to knock out the grotesque and disgusting picture in his mind.
“It’s very painful to find out that your daughter, my sister Chih-rou, has been Ho Su-lung’s wife since she was 16.”
Xia La’s voice was so low and soft that it was like a gentle whisper.
Chen Que couldn’t bear it any longer. He punched him, but he avoided him. Chen Que fell to the ground, curled up and twitched: “You beast, beast!”
“What have I done?”
I just let Chitose rat lead you to that place where they usually meet. Only a few years ago, when I chatted with Zhirou’s sister, I put on a cowardly look, which hinted at the supreme power of He Sulong.
It’s just that for so many years, he has been obedient and peaceful, feeding the delusion and greed in his chest bit by bit, making him want more and more day by day.
Chen Que crawled on the ground and crawled out, but this time Xia did not stop him. He turned sideways and looked at Chen Que’s back as he staggered away. “People’s hearts are terrible,” he said with a light smile. “They should be punished like ghosts.”
Chen Que staggered outside, he wanted to question his teacher, he wanted to avenge his daughter, he wanted to expose this hypocrite.
He saw a fire, and the memorial tablet of a loyal member of the Chen family was thrown on the ground and burned in the raging fire. In this half of his life, he passed by like a merry-go-round, from the destruction of his family, to being saved from
the battlefield by He Sulong, living as a ring, dying as a knot of grass, to bumping into his daughter and his respected
general hugging each other, and then falling to the ground in his grave, and finally congealing into a virtual shadow in front of him
. He Sulong, the God of war.
“Rebel officials and thieves, shoot to kill!”
Chen Que roared at He Sulong with red eyes, but felt a chill in his chest. He turned
around and saw his comrade-in-arms, his brother in the same robe of life and death, looking at
him with hatred. The pike penetrated his chest.
Chen Que fell to the ground, and the blood was melted by the water, so dirty.
Bah! Pei Gan Dog! Everyone spat
on his body, and at the moment
when his soul was about to disperse, he saw the boy standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
Fragrant flowers were flying, and he was wearing a glazed white monk’s robe, holding an umbrella, pure
and white as a Buddha, with a red mole on his forehead, shining brightly.
“Monsters-.”
Chen Que finally realized that Xia was not taking revenge-
he just thought it was funny.
Let him suffer, let this future son of heaven, the hope of the common people, feel interesting.
“Who’s next?” Holding an umbrella, Xia walked down the street, thinking faintly in her heart: “Let Helan and Zheng Long kill each other, or let He Sulong see the rebuilt He Jun destroyed in front of his eyes..” Which one is more interesting?
Just, or take the head of the Beigan King first, and Chen Dong, he can’t wait to see what kind of expression he will show before he dies-
he is a real monster.
Not because he was cold-blooded, but because he had no sense of awe. He is not afraid of life and death because he is tired of living. He is not afraid of fate, the so-called resentment will, love separation, can not seek, he does not care about people, do not seek things, the so-called fate, what is terrible?
Even in the Osmanthus Temple, when he was planning cruel things, he was sitting opposite the Buddha.
He despised fate and retribution. He did not know the paradox of fate. Ten years after the invasion of the
north, the people had despaired of the old gods. It took Xia Wan three years to rebuild the doctrine of yuanchu religion and personally establish the seventy-two schools of yuanchu religion. Different races, identities and knowledge had different ways of preaching. yuanchu religion destroyed the old temples at an alarming rate and became the only belief in the hearts of the people in the north and south.
Except for the city. Near
the city, is the core, but also the most stubborn northern nobles, they believe in Gru, to any southern-colored beliefs are disdainful, Xia La prepared to go to preach in person, Helan Zhiyan’s letter arrived.
He said that he had written to the old maidservant, who said that the Empress Xi in the Beigan Palace was Princess Xihe.
Summer in the desert, through the bonfire to see this letter, this is the 174th time he read, of course, he did not believe, such a ridiculous thing who would believe. But he still hugged the box in his arms. It was my aunt’s favorite porcelain. There were two rabbits printed on it. My aunt liked rabbits best. If he could see her again, he wanted to make many rabbits for her. He also wanted to fly kites with her.
He was old enough to protect her and do a lot of things for her to make her happy, but he would never, never see her again.
Now go down to the palace and wait for an opportunity to kill the impostor and let her know how noble the name of Princess Xihe is. Then he brought yuan Chujiao into the city, and waited for the opportunity to avenge her, which was the only thing he could do for her in his poor life.
Just when he was about to enter the palace, something went wrong. Ge Laoer, who had always lived in seclusion outside the palace, entered the palace. Ge Laoer was not only his master, but also the Gru of Beigan. Once his identity was exposed, he would die without a burial place. Helan firmly opposed him to go into danger, and Xia Lan showed his stubbornness for the first time. He must enter the palace.
He wants to kill the delusions in his heart at the moment.
Xia pulled a pseudonym, however, in the name of the city of west pan envoys into the palace, kneeling outside the palace for three days, also failed to see the queen.
The third day was an ordinary afternoon. The clear sunlight shone through the leaves on his monk’s robe. A little cat came along the wall, looked up and called softly, “Meow.” Xia looked up and saw her. At the first moment,
he did not judge whether she was Xi River or not, but was shocked by the beauty that came to him
. Empress Xi in the north, wearing a long skirt, was as
warm and beautiful as the rising day. Her skin was clean and white, like a lotus blooming in the southern water village.
She is really beautiful, and that kind of beauty reflects the splendor of the clumsy and shabby palace in the north.
“Who are you?” She asked, with the impatience of the superior.
That voice, that voice
he had known since he was a baby, “Hsia, look at Auntie and smile. Come on!”
Xia, I’m coming for you! Have you been good?
“Hsia La, don’t leave your aunt alone.”
Hsia La felt a complete confusion in his mind. He didn’t know what he had said. He only heard the bodyguard next
to him say, “He is the envoy of Xipan City this time. He asked to see the empress. He knelt down
here and refused to leave. We saw that he was a monk, and we didn’t dare to use force.
Xi queen looked at him for a long time, Xia pulled tightly the corner of his clothes, he was born to the present,
the most nervous is at this moment.
He hoped she would recognize him and call him by name.
Hoping she wouldn’t recognize him. “Why didn’t anyone tell me that the envoy of Sipan was a monk?” She looked away, smiled casually
, and said, “If you look like this, you are either a Buddha or an
evil spirit.”
Then she picked up the kitten and prepared to leave, saying, “Didn’t this little master want to
see me? I’ve seen him, too. Let’s go back.”
At the last moment, Xia presented the gift in his arms. His hands were shaking, but his voice was steady
as if nothing had happened. “My teacher told me that this gift is very valuable
.” Be sure to ask the empress to open it face to face. “
She still opened it very casually.”.
At that moment, the sunlight was very thin on her face, the Rouge and gouache lost
their color in an instant, and her facial features faded, so clear. Who is
your master! What’s his name? She snapped. You don’t have to say
anything.
That is Xi River, who likes little rabbits and smiles as bright as sunlight.
Xia La didn’t know how she left the palace.
Xihe is still alive.
She lived for ten years in a place like this.
There is no joy of reunion, only pain, heart almost broken pain, he fell to the ground
, the body curled up together, the pain can not be said to cover the chest. She climbed out of the glacier when
he was playing the piano, cooking tea and reading under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. She lived in this purgatory. She thought he was dead, so she lived alone in this world.
She is so afraid of the dark, so afraid of pain, even the small animals died, the girl will cry for a few days. How do
you live, Xihe? Tell me, how do you live?
Everything had to be discussed in the long run. He had to recognize her first and then take her out of the palace properly.
But he did not know that fate was such a strange thing, when his heart was free, they surrendered to him, when he suddenly had a concern, so good, they began to play tricks on him. On the day of the
court banquet, Xia Wanben made an appointment with Ge Laoer, but when he was about to leave, he saw Xi River leaving the table. It was a good chance, so he hurried to catch up with her. On the
terrace, with her back to him, her waist slender and her back straight, she heard footsteps and said, “Have you seen the princess?”? Clothes made of azure brocade are really beautiful, but I can’t wear them like that. “Empress,”
he said softly, “I have something to say to you.” In the
slightly dark sky, she looked back at him. She was a beauty. When she woke up, she was dignified and beautiful. When she was drunk, she was charming and enchanting.
She looked at him and said softly, “Do you still have headaches at night?”.
“Hmm?”
Do you know that I hate you? I hate to kill you. But I really want to wear a nice dress to show you.
Xia Liran was at a loss. He didn’t know who she thought she was. She smiled, turned sideways like a mountain of jade, and kissed him on the lips.
His heart was beating fast, and the feeling that he had never felt before made him tingle all over. She clung to him, with the moisture of the south between her lips and the gentle and fragrant fragrance of flowers on her hair.
Xia La was pushed to the ground by her in a daze. Her soul seemed to be out of body. She asked herself in midair: Do you know what you are doing? Do you know who this woman is?
At the last moment, Xia pulled her away. Drunk,
she looked at him blankly for a moment, then closed her eyes, and her clothes were messy, like flowers after rain.
“Amitabha! Amitabha!”
He almost left the terrace. He was tonsured just to deceive people. He read Buddhist sutras but did not believe in gods and Buddhas. But at that moment, he really hoped that there was a God in the world who could forgive his sins.
That’s the Xi River. Helan Zhiyan did not know his plan, let alone all this, afraid of his exposure, life and spring killed Gru. It caused a great disturbance in the harem in the north.
The big prince was so aggressive that he stepped into the dispute before he could think things through.
He finally got to know what kind of life she was living. Surrounded by tigers and wolves
in the northern court, everyone wanted to kill her, a mouthful of water, a meal, she had to test again and again before the entrance, in such an environment, she actually protected a group of southern ministers in the court, through one after another preferential policies for the southerners.
She is the sun that overlooks all things in the southern sky.
And she herself was humiliated by the King of Beigan. She was so thin that she could see her bones. She was cursed and had nightmares every night.
If it were him, or anyone else in the world, he would have collapsed long ago, or he would have become a monster devoured by hatred.
But she still keeps the kindness and gentleness of a princess, sympathizes with the weak, sticks to the gentleman’s way, and even in such a crude environment as Beigan, she still keeps the habit of tasting incense and dividing tea, and puts newly picked flowers on her desk every day.
He looked at her, at first it was heartache, then it was confusion, when he had not thought clearly, in order to untie the curse for her, he put the curse on his own body, he had no plan in his life, the most embarrassing thing was this time, he was tortured by Chen Dong, and finally, it became a condition for Dan to threaten him.
“Which of these three is the truth? The empress has the final say. How can it be, Yu Ching or Youchun?” Dan asked her to choose the murderer, and he laughed so wildly and proudly, while she stood there, her face sinking like water.
Xia La raised his head and looked at her. She was barefoot, wearing a graceful white fox fur coat. Her hair was flying in the wind. The beauty was soul-stirring. He wanted to look at her and turn this moment into eternity.
She will choose him, only choose him, she can live, live, there is hope. Of course
he didn’t resent her, and he was glad that she didn’t have to lose him twice because of those unspeakable thoughts.
She walked toward Dan, so affectionately, so gently, until the blood splashed on her face, and everyone realized what had happened.
Dan fell to the ground, with a long hairpin in his heart, and a sharp tail sealed his throat with blood. It was obvious that he had been poisoned before he could be killed by such a blow.
She slew their king before the eyes of the kings of the north, who were able to tear her in pieces.
Xia looked at her in a daze. She was as pale as snow. There were only a few drops of blood on her cheeks. She was so beautiful. In full view of the public, she walked toward Chen Dong and stroked his face. The blood snaked down her white wrist. No one heard what she said except Chen Dong. She could only see her smile. That smile is like three spring flowers blooming suddenly in winter, a kind of beauty to the extreme, about to decline,
Chen Dong Hengdao split a beam, and then roared angrily to let people take her down, but let her people, including Xia Wan and Youchun. Before she left, Xia staggered over, tore off her clothes, wrapped her barefoot, and bent down, only she knew that it meant surrender.
He had no way not to love such a cruel, crazy and beautiful woman, and he surrendered to her and his demons.
That day, he came back from her bedroom with the harp in his hand and extradited the curse from her to himself. Then close your eyes and meditate, just like those years when you sat opposite the Buddha in the Osmanthus Temple.
He knew how to breathe, so he tried to resist the nightmare, but there was no nightmare, only the river, she kissed him on the terrace, she sat in his arms, listening to him play the piano, she smiled, half-undressed, those charming, warm, beautiful and strange pictures, so that he seemed to be in the sea, he could not lose consciousness. He also wants to protect her and accompany her for a long time. In
the dusk, a few jackdaws whined and flew into the distance. When he finally opened his eyes, he heard a slight “patter.”. The rosary beads that had
accompanied him for many years were broken in this way, and the Bodhi seeds were scattered on the ground. He was stunned for a moment and bent down to pick them up, but suddenly he shed tears.
In fact, it was just a young novice monk who met a beautiful woman and fell in love. Struggling, however, he stepped into the world of mortals.
He deserves to go to hell.
But Xi River is so innocent. What
she has to face is the sin of incest. The summer she loves most will disappear forever. She will not have a few days of stability and smoothness in her life, nor will she have one in the future.
My Xi River, my Xi River.. When he was dragged down, he said in his heart that he loved her so much, but he lost to the demons in the end. He wanted to get her, like a man gets a woman. The Buddha statue in
my heart eventually turned into a roaring wolf head.
Later, after he went out, ahead of all the plans, when the time was not ripe, launched an attack on the city, and finally rescued her.
He used all he could, married her back, and promised to give her a world. After
ten years, he finally became aware of the fun of life again.
Sunshine was a common thing, but it looked so good on her face that he liked sunny days from then on. Food was meant to be eaten, but when she thought of making something for her body, there was a difference between abominable and lovely vegetables, fruits and meat. He likes to play the piano, like to cook tea, like all things that can please her, she smiled, as if the sun hit the black glazed tiles, the whole world is colorful. From then on,
he began to be afraid. He was afraid of death. If he died, he would not see her and would not be able to accompany her. He was afraid of losing her. He was afraid that such a good world would return to darkness. Therefore, he laid out ten times more carefully. He tried to offset fate with human wisdom, but he did not know that when people were afraid, the gods would know. Fighting for power in
troubled times, the slightest difference is death without a burial place, and the people in the army have their own evil intentions-this is an interesting game he carefully arranged, he had wanted to see them kill each other, but not now, he must work hard day and night, so that he can not make a mistake.
In those days, his heart was anxious. When he went back to see Xi River, he would stand in the cold wind for a while, blowing away the smell of blood on his body, as well as all the irritability and sleepiness. He wanted to see her cleanly and decently. He was afraid that she would not like it.
Cavalry arrived at the critical moment, everything is like his thirteen years old in the osmanthus temple chess game, he will soon personally led troops to the city, once the north Rong regime collapsed, there will be no dangerous war situation, Xi river and he can live a peaceful and stable life.
He wanted to win so badly, for the first time in his life, that he made a fatal mistake. When
he was about to arrive at the city with his troops, a sentry came to report that the troops in the rear had been attacked by the northerners. He remembered the dense forest where people could hide. With his guards in the army, even if they were attacked by the northerners, they would not be able to get a bargain. He asked, “How are you, madam?”
“Madam is all right.”
He nodded his head and urged the horse forward. He thought that if there was peace and prosperity after the war, he would have a child with Xihe, preferably a girl. He would teach her to ride a horse, play the piano and cook tea. Let her grow up well and not be contaminated with the suffering of him and Xihe.
He was about to enter the capital, but at the last moment, he stopped. The heart is suddenly very nervous, like a war drum in the distance. What can make him feel flustered is the Xi River connected by the
blood curse.
Master! The battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is no time to lose!
Master! Madame is indeed unharmed! You can confirm in person after you enter the city!
They all have a point, and he should put the big picture first. He nodded and urged his horse forward
, but at the last moment he stopped.
He wanted them to tell him that Xi River had been thrown into the ice cave, and a man was struggling and crying among the
frozen corpses.
In this life, in any case, he could not let her be abandoned again.
The boy rode back, and behind him was a burning cloud of fire, like
a treacherous fate.
Deep in the woods, the Xi River was lying at the water’s edge, covered in blood. Next to it was a
corpse that had long been frozen to the skin. Step by step, he felt as if he were stepping on the edge of a cliff. Someone beside him said, “Ah!”!
Ma’am, this is a pod of snake venom! This poison.. There is no solution. With an expressionless face,
he crossed the sword, and the man did not even dare to wail, so he retreated in a hurry
.
All the herbs were used for her, but she was in his arms after all, her voice faded, and the blood curse on his
hand faded slowly-she died, and the curse was broken.
He put her down and turned to walk out. Faster and faster
, faster and faster, finally, he knelt in the wilderness, above the dome, stars all over the sky, he closed his eyes, he saw the Buddha of Osmanthus Temple, it is only wood carving and stone sculpture, but it carries too much obsession.
“My Buddha has pity on me, and my disciple is willing to exchange everything for the life of Xi He.”
He kowtowed heavily, and he finally understood that no one could be decent in the face of those foolish, eager, and fearful eyes that he had played with.
He used to be a God who laughed at mortals in the world of mortals. He had no sorrow, no joy, no fear, no pain.
Xia La kowtowed again and begged to the place of nothingness and darkness. He had no way, except to beg, except to throw himself into the earth like this. As
night falls, the stars, like countless eyes, look coldly at the wise young man who is close to the demon, the doomed emperor of the world.
“If the Hsi River can survive, I will not be able to fight for the rest of my life. I will accumulate merits and virtues from all directions to help the common people.”
The wind blew from a distance, bringing the bloody smell of the battlefield, the autumn leaves whirled down, and he finally broke down in tears. Please
, please.. Trade my life for hers. I’ll give you everything I have. Let her live. Let her live.
The boy got up. He looked as if he had never cried before. There was a hall of jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards waiting for him to take charge of the overall situation. The Beigan dog was not dead yet. He still had a lot of things to do.
He just thought coldly that if Xi River died, he would die, and then he would follow her.
But before that, he wants everyone in the world to die for her.
Let the brave become mean, let the faithful become dissolute, destroy all the flickering persistence, and refuse to bend the pride, he will do so, he has always done so.
Xi River has been in a coma, but the tone has always refused to disperse, Zheng Long, who has seen many lives and deaths, said that the clank man would not have such a strong desire to survive, she wanted to live, she desperately wanted to see Haiyan Heqing, she refused to die. On the third day of the
coma, she woke up.
Poison is still in her body, so that she has no strength, pale face, purple lips, but beautiful to an incredible extent, she is usually beautiful, but that kind of beauty is more or less dignified and dignified, but since waking up, it seems that the shackles that trapped her are also broken at the same time, she is beautiful. Like the legendary beauties who bring disaster to the world.
The night before he went to war, she became his real wife, she was so weak, her eyes were scattered all the time, he had been resisting, he did not want to touch her at this time, but what did he know? He is such a little novice monk, in front of her simply difficult to control, she is a real evil, as long as she wants, whether you are Buddha or Shura, you have to worship under her skirt.
“That’s exactly what happened.” She whispered in his ear, “If you get it, you don’t have to stick to it. After I die,” he quickly kissed her on the lips to stop her from saying those words.
Later, he finally captured the capital and captured the Northern King alive. Chen Dong, the king of
the North, was seriously wounded, but he was still dignified. When he opened his mouth, he asked him, “Is that bitch from the Xi River
in your hands?”
He frowned and said, “Please treat my wife with respect.”
Chen Dong was stunned at first, and then burst out laughing: “It’s ridiculous
that you use her to humiliate me. What kind of thing is she? She’s a bitch who can do everything by herself.”
Xia looked at him coldly, and he wanted to crush the man’s bones with his own hands, but then he
heard someone coming up behind him, and he looked back and saw Xi River, his wife, whose
arm was bleeding and already weak, but still stubbornly wanted to go over. See Chen
Dong for the last time. Of course
he wouldn’t let her see the bloody picture-it would turn into a
nightmare for her for years.
But she struggled in his arms, crying at the top of her lungs, and finally fainted in his arms
.
He looked at her, and many pictures that he had deliberately ignored became clear. For example, ten years ago,
at the Beigan Barracks, she looked at the young and heroic general with eyes as bright as all the girls in
love.
She did not look at him with that kind of eyes, the hot spring was so tender and tender all night, but her eyes
were sad, like looking through him to a very distant place.
He remembered when she touched Chen Dong’s cheek with her bloody hand in the northern court, and when someone said that he looked like Chen Dong.
Finally, he remembered the promise he had made to the gods in the wilderness, and he was willing to exchange everything for her survival.
Now fate is whispering in his ear, “She will never love you.”
He didn’t believe in fate at that time. He thought that they would have a long time to come, and he would be a thousand times better to her, and he did. Under great pressure,
he did not kill the Beigan people. He used all his wisdom to mediate and establish the unification of the north and the south that she wanted. He minimized the loss of the war and treated every one of her old friends kindly. Finally, he built a palace for her and restored every tree and grass in the Changming Palace. He did everything she wanted for her.
In the end, she left Chen Dong’s child behind and became the blood of the Helan family. Descendants of the
defeated royal family, how much hidden danger to stay, no one knows better than he and Xihe, not to mention the Helan family is his mother clan, but to have the blood of a rival in love, this is a complete insult to him. Of course
, Xihe didn’t mean to insult him. She just wanted to arrange everything she could before she died. She didn’t know that the snake venom on her body had been removed as early as the day she cut her flesh and bled her blood. Her lethargy, vomiting and tiredness were all due to her pregnancy.
He gazed at Chen Dong’s son, so obedient, but with a pair of wolf-like eyes, he wondered, would his child be more intelligent and stronger than him? If not, how to protect his children when he is old. Thinking
so, he held out his hand to the child. What
he didn’t expect was that the Xi River rushed out quickly and stood in front of the child.
A moment of time and space reversal, like that night, she was blocked by him, must go to see
Chen Dong. The position of three people does not change because of the death of one person.
He removed the fallen leaves from the child’s head.
He has always known what kind of person she likes, the scenery Jiyue, the gentleman is open and aboveboard. But he
could never be, and he had tried to play a role that would please her and make her not
afraid. But she found out after all.
They broke out the biggest quarrel in history, and all the bloody truth was
so clear in front of them.
He spent his whole life trying to give her everything that fate owed her, but he would
rather die than accept her leaving him. But as long as she was by his side, she would always
bear the charge of incest, and she would never be happy. Whether
they quarrel or whitewash peace, they go round and round, and they have become a dead knot.
That night, when they were still sleeping together and she was not sleeping well because she was pregnant, he propped
up his head and fanned her. When she
woke up, she was always in distress, but when she fell asleep, she was still like the little princess of that year. He was sick when he
was young, and she stayed at his bedside all night, staring at him for fear that he would burn out. Later, because she had to deal with everything in the harem for her mother, she came less. He missed her so much that he pretended to be ill. When she heard about it, she was so anxious that she cried. As soon as
she cried, he regretted it. The thing he feared most in his life was to see her cry.
But now, it was he who brought her all the pain and grief, and it was his obsession.
The next morning, he made a decision.
Later, his daughter said that he gave up the throne for her, what a heroic love.
But in fact, the throne was just a dispensable thing for him. That day, he left the palace and was really ready to never see her again. He watched the clouds in the sky drift by. He used his way to prove to the gods that he really loved her.
His life, all the happiness and concern, are related to her, leaving her is like turning off all the lights in the world, nothing.
He just didn’t want to make her unhappy.
Later, he became a beadle, restrained all ambition and tyranny, accumulated merit bit by bit, prayed to fate for her, begged her to live a long life, year after year, peace and joy.
However, she is still unhappy, more and more unhappy day by day. After all, she won the bet of
death. After he left, she gave birth to their children, and then all the wives missed their husbands like that. When they met
again, there was a bright moon. She looked at him and sighed as if she were admitting defeat: “I love you.”
Whether this love is true or not, how much helplessness he has, and how many habits he has, are not important. What is important is that he has finally exchanged human wisdom for the destiny of heaven. After that, he will no longer be able to act arbitrarily, nor will he be able to make achievements in the political hall all his life. His tyranny and cruelty will be sealed forever.
This is the price he paid for the river, and he will never regret it.
The sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom. The moonlight shines through the branches on a couple. They have been trapped in the tricks of fate since they were young. They have stumbled all the way. Now, the old pain and desolation have been sealed up.
They are just an ordinary couple, holding an ignorant child, pointing to the lantern to see if she is cute, occasionally looking up at the wife and smiling at the husband.
In this time of peace and prosperity, they will grow old together, just like the vows at the wedding.
