The side entrance of Shen Mansion.
Zhu Sanhuai hitched up the carriage, and the two horses were a head taller than him.
The mute slave on the side wanted to ride a horse, but Bai Xiaosheng stopped him.
Bai Xiaosheng imagined two gray pigeons, one was given to Zhu Sanhuai, and the other was held in his arms, and he warned: "Sanhuai, when Miss Shen and the head of the Shen family come out later, you and Granny Luo will send them to Suzhou. "
Zhu Sanhuai was a little embarrassed. After leaving Yangzhou, he was no longer his own territory and had no relatives. He tried: "Master, should I stay in Suzhou for a while, or should I come back after seeing people off?"
Bai Xiaosheng had a cold look, then softened and said with a smile: "I'll come back after seeing you off. You still need to be in charge in Yangzhou."
"Okay." Upon hearing that he didn't need to stay in Suzhou for a long time, Zhu Sanhuai smiled broadly, took the gray pigeon and hid it in his sleeve.
Bai Xiaosheng pulled out a handful of corn from the secret compartment of his wheelchair and let the gray pigeon peck at it. He suddenly raised his head and said, "My second uncle has been doing pretty well these past few years."
Zhu Sanhuai didn't have the slightest thought, thinking that the owner of the village was having a family affair with him. He spoke in a relaxed tone and said with a smile: "The old owner of the village has been farming on the mountain. His body has become very strong these years. He can still eat three large bowls of rice every day."
"Really?" Bai Xiaosheng smiled strangely.
Zhu Sanhuai started chatting and continued: "The old village owner talked about you every day when he was on the mountain. I look forward to you coming to Yangzhou and visiting him at the mountain village. When this person is old, he is prone to nostalgia. The village owner comes to Yangzhou this time." , you might as well take some time to go to the mountains, your uncle and nephew have not seen each other for many years, he will definitely be happy to see you."
Bai Xiaosheng turned around and looked at the mute slave who was playing with drooling ants on the steps, and asked tentatively: "Do you want to go play in the mountains?"
The mute slave nodded.
Bai Xiaosheng knocked twice on the wheelchair, and the mute slave jumped down the steps happily, carrying the crutches, and Bai Xiaosheng pointed in the direction of Yangzhou Guinong Villa. The two of them disappeared into the night, leaving only the squeaking sound of the wheelchair in the long street.
After watching the village owner go away, Zhu Sanhuai was about to jump on the carriage and rest.
Jun Bubai pulled Shen Wanjing out of the side door and joked, "Stop being lazy and quickly open the car curtain."
Zhu Sanhuai wanted to reply with a few words, but Luo Qing, the green jade hand, flew down from the eaves, tapped his toes, and landed on the roof of the car. The old lady's pressure made Zhu Sanhuai silent.
Luo Qing stood high and looked into the distance. Bai Xiaosheng and the mute slave were nowhere to be seen, so he asked, "Where is the owner of the village?"
Zhu Sanhuai raised the curtain and asked Jun Bubai to push Shen Wanjing into the car. He raised his head and replied, "The owner of the village has gone to Guinong Villa and ordered me to escort you to Suzhou."
Green mountains loomed in the distance, and Luo Qing sighed in a low voice, "He's still gone!"
Jun Bubai put Shen Wanjing into the carriage. The carriage was too high, Zhu Sanhuai didn't prepare a footrest, and Shen Qinglan didn't jump on it several times. Jun Bubai kindly urged her to move her into the car.
Luo Qing rolled down the roof and got into the carriage to accompany Shen Qinglan. Zhu Sanhuai lowered the curtain, pulled the reins, and the two horses rode together, disappearing in an instant.
Jun Bubai was alone at the side door. Red leaves fell from above the head, and a man dressed in red stood beside him.
Jun Bubai asked softly: "The matter over there is over!"
Ye Xianzi was as cold as ice and said without any emotion: "Miss Lin broke both hands, and Shen Meng stayed there to take care of her."
Having two hands broken is the most painful thing for a person who uses a gun. Jun Bubai said regretfully: "I hope she will be fine soon."
Fairy Ye was unmoved, fell forward, lay on Jun Bubai's back, and said tiredly: "I'm sleepy, go back to the world and go downstairs."
After that, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
"Hey, how can I take you back to Tianxialou with you like this?"
Jun Bubai shook his shoulders. Ye Xianzi did not wake up and fell into a deeper sleep. The cold air from her body penetrated Jun Bubai's back through her clothes. I don't know if she was pretending to be asleep or if she was really tired. Jun Bubai turned around slightly and picked her up. The sky was getting brighter, but the coldness had not yet faded away. She fell asleep in his arms on the way back to the sky and downstairs, so that she could be less exposed to the coldness. The wind will rise when wielding a sword, Jun Bubai points his toes to the ground, and flies far away with light skills, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.
In Yangzhou City, all the flying Kongming Lanterns can no longer be seen.
Su Lingdang took back the kitchen knife, sat on the eaves, opened another jar of pine wine, pinched a few pig ears and threw them into his mouth. He stayed up all night, his skin was a little dull, and he thought about cooking a thick pig's trotters when he went back. Supplement.
Zhuang Mengxing gently shook his paper fan and landed on the eaves, his hair crown tilted, and it rang the only remaining bell under the eaves.
Su Lingdang was too lazy to look back, threw out a jar of gin wine, and said with a white smile on the fish belly guarding the horizon: "Lost?"
Zhuang Mengxing caught the wine jar with a paper fan, raised his head and drank half of the wine jar, and let out a sigh.
Su Lingdang took a sip of wine, chewed the elastic pig ears, and laughed louder, "It seems that the people in Mingyue Tower will be merciful after being underestimated."
Zhuang Mengxing imagined a butterfly. The butterfly went to straighten his crooked hair crown, turned around, and looked at the hazy sky.
Su Lingdang drank the entire jar of wine, stretched out her waist in comfort, and said softly: "I haven't seen the sunrise for a long time. Let's sit down for a while and then go back to Tianxiastairs."
Zhuang Mengxing chuckled and said nothing. The profile of Su Lingdang chewing something was more moving than the sunrise.
Outside Yangzhou City, a blind woman walked out of the shadow of a parapet and looked toward the east. She had no eyes, but she could clearly feel the light rising from there.
A ghost-mist red lotus bloomed on the wall.
The blind woman named March smiled brightly and said, "Why, that girl Mingyue still refuses to go home."
The lonely moon in the red lotus remained silent. The sky was getting brighter, and the ghost mist lingering on his body could not be illuminated. After waiting for a long time, a hoarse voice came out of his throat, "Father, please help me delay for a while."
Yue Yue opened her hands and caressed the cool breeze through the gap. If she could have eyes, she would have to see the color of the wind. "I can hide it from my adoptive father for another half month, but my second brother is in Yangzhou." Show up, this side of Jiangnan, it should be here in April and May."
Lone Yue was silent again.
Sanyue opened her mouth, inhaled a mouthful of wind, her cheeks were bulging out, looking a bit naughty, she held it in until her face turned red, then she spit out the wind, took a long breath of fresh air, and warned: "It will be over in a few days." On the anniversary of my mother’s death, if you meet your second brother, remember to remind him, he always forgets.”
The sky light breaks through the clouds, the stars above the head recede, and the full moon is also disappearing. Lone Yue raises her head, with countless sadness in her eyes, "It's not that he always forgets, but in his heart, my mother is always alive."
March squatted down, picked a flower from the lush weeds at her feet, put it to the bottom of her nose and smelled it, tracing the shape of the flower with her hands. Flowers with this kind of smell always grow on graves. She finished tracing Hua, facing the sky, said what he had been doubting for a long time, "Among us brothers and sisters, the second brother loves Mingyue the most. Why did he betray the girl and leave the building?"
The red lotus withered, the ghost mist was blown away by the wind, and the lonely moon left silently.
March looked back at the empty parapet for a long time, then threw the flower into the air, stabbed it into countless pieces, and disappeared into the shadows.
Yangzhou Guinong Villa.
Several rooster crows echoed throughout the valley.
Bai Xiaosheng climbed the mountain on crutches. The mute slave wanted to carry him up the mountain, but he refused. Today you can’t climb mountains with the help of others, you can only go up by yourself. The mute slave was carrying the wheelchair and working behind Bai Xiaosheng.
The mountain road is very long, and most of the farmers on both sides get up when they hear the crow of roosters. Seeing Bai Xiaosheng, they all knelt down and saluted. After becoming an old minister of the Li family, he still misses the prosperous age when all nations came to court.
After walking a few steps, Bai Xiaosheng stopped to rest. Fortunately, the mountain was still shady and cool, so he didn't sweat too much.
Bai Xiaosheng walked for an hour from the bottom of the mountain to the thatched cottage in the middle of the mountain. His boots were worn out and his flesh was dripping with blood.
There is a ray of skylight hanging down from the cracks in the mountain in the thatched cottage halfway up the mountain, making it look like a fairyland. The cattle dug up the fertile black soil, and Li Guinong sowed seeds in the fields barefoot.
Bai Xiaosheng pushed the firewood away, straightened up, and limped towards Li Guinong. He had told the mute slave not to enter the courtyard, so he put down his wheelchair in front of the wood door and fiddled with the grass insects jumping on the ground.
Li Guinong sprinkled a handful of corn, raised his head and said with a smile, "Why do you have time to go up the mountain to see your second uncle today?"
When Bai Xiaosheng stepped into the field, the soil was so soft that his feet got stuck in it and he could not go any further.
Li Guinong said with concern: "Don't leave. You have trouble with your legs and feet. It's better to stay outside. There is pig manure in the ground. Don't make it dirty for you."
Bai Xiaosheng withdrew from the field and waited in the courtyard, waiting for Li Guinong to spread all the grains on the ground, then drive the cattle to flatten the fields with rakes, and then he said leisurely: "Second uncle, it's rare for me and my uncle to see each other. , why don’t you sit down and have a glass of wine.”
After releasing the cattle, the cattle went to the hillside to graze. Li Guinong began to dig a hole at the edge of the field. He waved his hand and said: "It's a good day today. There are still many things to do. If you are thirsty, there is wine in the house. You can bring it yourself." Just drink and don’t worry about me.”
Bai Xiaosheng's tone suddenly changed, and he said word for word: "Second uncle, after all, you and I are also a family, so it's fun to drink together."
The wind blew off the bamboo hat on Li Guinong's head. The bamboo hat formed a wheel and rolled from the field to Bai Xiaosheng's feet.
Li Guinong put down the shovel, stared at Bai Xiaosheng for a long time, stood in the field with his hands behind his hands, raised his head and smiled, showing his imperial aura, "How much do you know!"
Li Guinong has a rich heritage, and his voice is echoing throughout the mountains.
Bai Xiaosheng confronted him in the courtyard: "Why is it you, the second uncle, who is the one who snitched!"
Li Guinong smiled happily and asked, "Did you find out or guess it?"
Bai Xiaosheng gritted his teeth. The lives of the Shen family's servants and wives twenty years ago, as well as the lives of the Shen family and Qinglan now, were so insignificant in his second uncle's mouth. His eyes were stained with blood, and he angrily shouted: "What's the difference!"
Li Guinong smiled contemptuously, assumed the posture of a master, and admonished: "Of course there is a difference. If you find out, it proves that you have the strength to fight against Chang'an and help the Li family is just around the corner; if you guess it, it proves that you I have gained a glimpse of the way of the emperor, and I can rest assured that the lifeline of the Li family is entrusted to you."
Bai Xiaosheng's sleeves fluttered and he swung out a sword, "In the eyes of my second uncle, those who died because of you are just like ants!"
Li Guinong sneered and swung a sword from his sleeve. A gentleman hides his sword in his body. After seventy years, the edge is still the same. The sword wind is strong, blowing from the field to the courtyard and cutting through the thatched cottage. "I taught you the gentleman's sword, how to defeat me. You are a descendant of the Li family, born in an emperor's family, how can you be burdened by the personal affairs of your children. Supporting the Li family until your death is the way you want to do it. Stop you I will kill them all."
Bai Xiaosheng roared: "Second uncle has such ambitions with the sword, why don't he go to Chang'an, kill the empress, and become the emperor."
Li Guinong's beard trembled and he reprimanded: "Asshole, this throne is yours. Your father entrusted you to me before his death. At that time, I swore an oath to help you rule Chang'an for the rest of my life."
Bai Xiaosheng smiled miserably and said, "But this oath ruins your conscience."
Li Guinong pointed to the field at his feet, "Which generation of emperors has achieved great success without countless dead bones buried under their feet. I am worthy of the world, but I am worthy of the Li family, and I am worthy of your father."
Li Guinong's voice was heard by the mute slave who was digging for grass and insects at the firewood door. He went crazy, knocked open the firewood door, jumped into the field, raised his wheelchair and threw it at Li Guinong.
"Come back." Bai Xiaosheng knocked his cane twice and called back to the mute slave.
The mute slave carried a wheelchair out of the field, his legs dragging deep traces, and dug the newly planted corn out of the ground.
The mute slave obediently returned to Bai Xiaosheng. There were scattered farm tools in the courtyard, which aroused his interest. He threw away his wheelchair, picked up a hoe, and dug a hole in the courtyard.
Bai Xiaosheng said distressedly: "Second uncle still remembers him."
Li Guinong had no expression on his face and said solemnly: "Remember, he was still in his infancy at that time. I personally took him away from his mother and concubine's arms, fed him poison, and changed my identity with you. Only in this way can we Keep you alive.”
Bai Xiaosheng bit the corner of his mouth and it was bloody, and it hurt, "That's your only son."
Li Guinong didn't answer. He turned around and picked up the shovel, and then dug a hole. The mound gradually grew taller, and he said softly: "It's time for your broken leg to be healed. The road to Chang'an is very long, and no one can accompany you." You should have a good leg to walk on."
Bai Xiaosheng threw away his crutches, leaned over and fell into the wheelchair, and said boldly, "I will walk the next road by myself, and I won't be as lonely and heartless as my second uncle."
Bai Xiaosheng knocked twice on his wheelchair and let the mute slave push him down the mountain.
The sky was bright and the whole mountain was dazzling.
Li Guinong dug the hole and looked at the entrance of the hole in trance. The sword buried in the ground forty years ago was already rusty. He closed his eyes and burst into tears.
