Emperor Phoenix

Chapter 30

Wen Chang smiled slightly and said: "Remember, I will definitely go to pay my respects to my birthday. The flying bridge will be built soon. When I have time in the future, I will go to see His Majesty, so as to avoid running back and forth with His Majesty's golden body. Ordinary people are not allowed to come, after all, it is not safe enough, His Majesty has seen what happened yesterday, and he still does not know how to explain it."

"There is no need to explain," Xiao Jue said proudly, "Don't worry, I will take it on my shoulders."

Staring at his younger brother for a while, Wen Chang sighed, "I know...I have always believed in Your Majesty..." She tied Xiao Jue's crown with her own hands, and took a step back.

Xiao Jue looked back again, his eyes darkened, then turned and left without hesitation.

His back is straight and slender, and he draws a long silhouette in the morning light, falling into the eyes of the mother and child in the backyard.

The mother and son, lying on the window sill, gnawing walnut cakes, looked at the back of the emperor who was going away for a long time, and both sighed.

One said: "Look, this man has old injuries. He didn't sleep all night and was knocked unconscious. He woke up early in the morning and is still so energetic. Rong Rong, you are also a man. Why are you so timid and lazy?"

One said, "I'm timid? If I'm timid, who knocked him unconscious last night? I'm lazy? If I'm lazy, who got up first today?"

After a while, one said, "The emperor is really not a human job..."

One said: "Most of the emperors are not human..."

Xiao Jue's distant figure fell into the eyes of the people sitting and standing on the top of the mountain at the same time.

The sun on the top of the mountain is thin, broken like palms falling flowers, the surrounding is silent, only the whistling of the wind, for a long time, a faint question comes from the wind.

"Did you... see it?"

silence.

The sound of the wind became more and more intense, as if it wanted to cut, shatter, and disperse the human voice.

After a long, long time, there was only a trace of voice, which was swept up by the wind.

"……No."

The autumn scenery of Shanglin Mountain is very beautiful, the maple red is scattered yellow, and the cold mountain is dotted with green. From time to time, white birds fly in pairs, grazing the blue waves, their posture flutters like reed flowers, and the sky with their wings is high and wide, dark blue like satin, clouds The color is light, like snow and smoke.

Qin Changge hugged his son, and sat in the gazebo in the backyard to watch the scenery together. After watching for a while, Mr. Xiao suddenly said, "No wonder you say clouds and smoke. The clouds and smoke are the truth."

Qin Changge was silent, and said for a while: "Rong Rong, I found that people who say that big eyes may not be full of spirit are correct."

"Why?" Young Master Xiao immediately turned his big eyes, trying to show his "beautiful eyes and hopeful" demeanor.

"Because it's not a cloud at all, it's smoke."

"Ah...really? Except for the black dots, I think it's pretty much the same..."

Sighing, Qin Changge was too lazy to talk to Xiao Xiaobai, and pulled his son up, "Let's go and have a look."

Shanglin is the royal palace, and no one can come here. The emperor just left, who came to light the fire?Qin Changge was thinking in his heart, and when he approached the fireworks, he saw the color of the clothes, and his smile became more gentle.

Amidst the smog, a strange and cruel scene was taking place.

A group of scantily clad beggars are battling and entangled together, screaming, tearing their hair out of their crotches, picking their eyes and scratching their ears, bloody entanglement in the flying flesh, and occasionally defeated beggars Unable to bear the misery, he escaped, and several soldiers immediately grabbed him, stuffed his mouth with rags three or five times, tied them together with straw ropes, and tied them under a tree. While the flames were raging and crackling, the soldiers fiercely took turns pushing the escaped beggars onto the fire.

The beggars struggled silently, their terrified eyes were like fallen leaves fluttering in the wind, and wherever they fell, they would startle the old birds, flapping and covering the clear sky, layers of blood in their eyes were panicked, as if dripping on the sky. The ground was a pool of dripping blood.

Qin Changge glanced at the group of beggars who were desperately fighting each other cruelly and bloodily, and his eyes suddenly stopped.

In the middle of the crowd, a skinny young beggar, his face was covered with mud and bruises, his face was so thin and deformed that he couldn't see his face clearly, and it seemed that his legs were not good enough to walk. Xin, the group of beggars who were killing each other didn't let him go, they couldn't help but greet him, but although this young beggar was weak in his shots, he defended more and attacked less, but his eyes were very accurate, and every attack was determined to be the place where the opponent must save. Therefore, compared with many beggars with healthy limbs, although he is inevitably scarred everywhere, he is much better than the tragic scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere. But for some reason, he obviously has many chances to kill or win, but he gives up by himself. up.

Qin Changge let out a soft snort, and was about to walk up to see clearly, but after hearing the crowd, outside the fire pit, there were drums beating slowly and softly. It is Jiegu, but it is not a product of the neighboring countries, but it is from the country of Gaochang outside the grassland and desert. The drum is covered with sheepskin on both sides, and the waist is thin in the middle. It is known as the leader of octaves. Drumming, once in front of the Mingguang Hall, seeing the autumn sky so clear and dusty, so I wrote the song "Autumn Wind High". , After the fall of the Yuan Dynasty, the number of people who can play the jiegu became increasingly rare, but for someone who is known as the master of Xiliang rhythm and is proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, it is really not a problem.

At that time, the autumn sun was shining brightly, the blue sky was like washing, the leaves were flying and the red clothes were in full bloom. The man held the drumstick lightly, his sleeves fluttered to reveal his snow-white wrists, his black hair fluttered in a charming arc, and he looked up slightly. First, under the sunshine, his raised jaw is exquisite and clear, his bright eyes are slightly closed, he seems to be deeply fascinated by the passionate rhythm, and he beats the drums with a clear and clear sound. The still water flows deep, like the sound of the lotus in the still night, it is really a beautiful and artistic scene - if there is no group of poor beggars and the smoky stone pit.

Why is this person so weird every time he appears?

Staring at the crowd in gray and red armor, Qin Changge pushed his son back and asked, "Rong Rong, are you afraid of seeing dead people?"

"How to die?" Mr. Xiao blinked, "Uncle Qi Fan's family has a charity hall. Sometimes some beggars die, and my uncle will send people to collect the corpses. He took me to see them once. He died of starvation. Very thin, the bones can be directly used to make a mallet, my uncle told me to remember, saying that it is the fault of a ruler that the people are displaced and starved to death in the Tao... Strange, why should I remember other people's faults?"

Stick... Qin Changge was silent for a while, gave up the idea of ​​re-educating his son at the moment, and sighed: "I don't know how to die, I just know that a certain person likes to kill people and often comes up with weird names to kill people." , I'm afraid you will be frightened."

"A certain person?" Young Master Xiao looked around, pointed with his finger, and said, "You don't mean that sissy, do you?"

Qin Changge looked along his fingers, and "sissy" was looking at her with a smile, his eyes were rippling like mist, and every ripple was infinitely charming.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Your child is already this old? Congratulations."

Qin Changge smiled, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you look much younger again, 84 last time and 48 this time, congratulations."

Yu Zixi caressed his face, and said sadly: "Ah, am I so old? Is it that I have tried so hard to maintain my appearance, but it is still useless?"

"Maintain your appearance?" Qin Changge glanced at the stone pit, "Isn't it for this?"

"That's right," Yu Zixi stood up happily, threw away the Jiegu, and said, "A alchemist told me that applying corpse oil to the face can keep youth forever."

"corpse oil?"

"corpse oil?"

Yu Zixi smiled beautifully, and her posture was like talking about the famous flower peony in Dezhou. The oil in it seeps out slowly and dissolves into the water, the oil is very good for beauty.”

"Ugh..." Xiao Baozi vomited and said angrily, "Return my morning jade bag!"

"Human meat buns, how about it?" Yu Zixi smiled, "The flavor is very unique."

Qin Changge smiled, Yu Zixi is still like this, as beautiful as he wants, as disgusting as he talks, but if you really want him to smear corpse oil and eat human flesh, he will kill you immediately.

"Your Excellency is practicing corpse oil here?" Qin Changge looked around, "At the foot of Shanglin Nunnery on the pure ground of Buddhism, in my Xiliang Royal Palace Villa, are you fighting with living people to refine oil?"

"Why?" Yu Zixi smiled charmingly, "The feng shui here is very good, and the oil produced must be of the highest quality."

"Your Excellency must be a high official in Xiliang." Qin Changge smiled, "It's just that I remember the laws of Xiliang. A prince breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people."

"Who said I broke the law?" Yu Zixi's eyes flew slantingly, his complexion was radiant, and with a flick of his red clothes, a piece of paper flew out flatly, flying slowly against the wind, like an invisible person lifting under the paper , will stop at three points in front of Qin Changge's eyes for her to watch.

Seeing this, Baozi was dissatisfied, tried to stand on tiptoe with his short legs, and stretched out his hand to reach it. Yu Zixi looked at him with rolling eyes, flicked his sleeves, a bluestone not far away moved closer silently, and Baozi climbed up, just in time.

She said with a smile on her face, "You're not bad, I don't think you're a sissy anymore."

Yu Zixi smiled, "Thank you very much."

Qin Changge stared at the paper.

"Book of Life and Death".

The Book of Life and Death is a rule left over from the Yuan Dynasty. In the first Yuan Dynasty, it started in the grasslands. In the early days, it was the nomadic Hasan people of the Xicang Plateau at the foot of Qingma Mountain. They lived by water and grass, basked in the wind and grew up. , when the Xianqi Dynasty was in decline, troops were raised across the plateau, and the bright machete with the smell of cattle and sheep on the plateau cut through the sky intoxicated by the warm wind. After the Jiu'an Dynasty occupied Neichuan Huahuajiangshan, the Hasan people stripped off the heavy and greasy sheepskin robes and replaced them with light and soft silk satins. , she lost her big breasts and fat buttocks, her face was black and red by the four seasons wind in the prairie, and her vulgar behavior was taken in. The daughter of a subjugated official who is as delicate as a willow, like a spring flower, and good at folk arts, is strictly forbidden to be called Hassan by the people under her rule. Clan, claiming to be the God Clan of Heaven who was born at the foot of the Qingma Mountain, fulfilling the destiny to save all living beings.

(End of this chapter)