Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 51
"Whoosh..."

The silent grassland, the sound of heavy breathing.

Under the starry sky, a tattered old man with disheveled hair like a bird's nest walked firmly to the northwest.

The grassland night is still very dangerous.

People in Baigu Village don't need to be stationed at the toll booth at night, because at night this is the world of wolves, if you walk in a grand manner, you are looking for death.

And at night on the grassland, the temperature is extremely low.

Unlike the day, there is a warm sun in the day.

At night, there is only the cold moon.

It looks big and white, but like a hockey puck, it will only make you colder the more you look at it.

Although the old man was wearing extremely ragged clothes, the clothes looked very thick, and what was exposed from the holes was fluff.

His walking was not fast, especially his left leg, which seemed to be dragging.

If you take off his worn-out robe, you can see that there are two pieces of wood tied to his legs, which were broken by someone and tied up by himself.

The national teacher Zhongfang never thought that one day he would have such a day of exhaustion.

Perhaps since he was ashamed to admit his mistake at the beginning, he made a mistake and buried the eldest princess in the holy lake.

Wrong.

So today, it is time for him to taste his own bitter fruit.

He was betrayed by his own apprentice, that handsome child, the child he devoted himself to teaching.

In fact, it was because of his carelessness that he got to where he is today.

At the beginning, when the little princess Yi mocked him as feudal superstition, he should be cautious.

The little princess is indeed talented.

He can speak at the age of one, sing at the age of two, and compose poetry at the age of three.

He had never seen such a bright person in his life, and any idea she had was surprisingly useful.

Not to mention those great inventions that can be handed down from generation to generation, paper, horseshoes... just random games in the palace, all of which contain the philosophy of life, thirteen numbers can actually form a game in the hands of the little princess, and the little princess named it a card .

It is on this card that he and the little princess tie the knot.

He thinks this card has many meanings, why is it thirteen numbers, not fourteen, not twelve, or twelve celestial stems and earthly branches, which should be more meaningful.

He still remembers the little princess standing there, looking at him with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes and saying: "You old magician, you won't understand."

He didn't understand the meaning of feudal superstition, but the magic stick understood it. God means holy, but stick means solitary and straight. The little princess doesn't believe in God.

When he knew this idea, the national teacher was terrified.

I don't believe in God, the little princess has no god in her heart, but she was summoned by God, so what went wrong...

The little princess has a beautiful appearance and witty words. Almost everyone loves her. Even his little disciples are full of praise when talking about the little princess, and sometimes even blush.

The national teacher only thought that the young people were relatively immature.

But he didn't think that his whole life would be planted in the hands of the little apprentice who blushed from time to time, and that charming little princess.

Because of a small problem, the emperor actually wanted to kill him.

I don't know when, the emperor actually disliked him so much.

Although he knew it was the little princess and his little apprentice who set up the game, he was still very sad.

He vomited blood and did a divination for himself overnight, which showed that the only chance of survival was in the northwest.

So he fled overnight.

Reluctantly, he was hunted down along the way.

The emperor's temper is well understood by the national teacher. It is a person who has soft ears, was angry at the time, and passed away quickly at that time. He has been running for so long and still pursues him. Someone must have taken the opportunity to get rid of him.

Come to think of it, the empress is the only one who can mobilize so many dead men to chase after her.

Empress Xiao Zhao back then.

The national teacher was thirsty and hungry.

When he became a national teacher, he was prepared to die for Shen, but it wasn't such an aggrieved death.

Their heavy family has contributed to Shen Guo for generations, but they did not expect this fate in the end.

He has a way to guard against wild wolves. The little princess said he is a magic stick. In fact, there are indeed many magical things in this world.

The talisman on his body can make those beasts avoid him far away.

But even so, he was tired enough.

His left leg was broken, he couldn't take a good rest, and he had to rush on the road one after another.

Panting while walking, leaning on a crutch in his hand, he walked forward step by step.

From time to time he looked up at the sky.

He walked step by step, and actually came to the holy lake.

"Clatter, lala..." Hearing the sound of the tide, the national teacher sat down by the holy lake.

This is the place where the worst thing he did in his life, is it also the place where his bones are buried?

Although the child did not live long, even if he lived not long, he should not deprive the child of the last period of his life, not to mention entering the holy lake with a living body, he cannot be reincarnated.

He is an accomplice of Empress Xiao Zhao, and it is really fair to be hunted down by Empress Xiao Zhao now.

He sat down, took out a water bag from his arms, opened it, shook out the last bit of water, and poured it into his mouth.

It was very cold, and there was a moist, interfering throat, like coals being poured by water, making a sizzling sound.

The national teacher is really tired.

I can't even sit still.

Lie down directly.

He saw the stars all over the sky, very bright.

He stared blankly, either for divination of the fortune of the country, good or bad luck, or just looking at the stars.

I don't know what his little apprentice is doing at the moment, whether he will miss himself.

He personally picked out the little apprentice, who is very aura and sensitive to numbers, and he plans to use it to inherit the mantle.

……

In the palace, on Bai Yu's bed, there was a white jade-like young man sitting cross-legged in meditation, his mood was very restless.

At this time, a court lady came in and brought a white porcelain bowl.

"Little master, this is the supper that the princess asked me to bring to you. She told you not to punish yourself for other people's mistakes and hurt your body."

The maid is very agile.

She left after delivering the things, and her speech and behavior were very decent, unlike other little palace ladies who always wanted to save a few more words when they saw him.

The young man couldn't continue to meditate, he simply opened the white porcelain bowl, inside was a beautiful snow lotus soup, it looked delicious.

He took a sip, and it wasn't too sweet, just right, the taste he liked.

He doesn't like sweets.

After eating the soup, he fell asleep.

After all, I didn't sleep for several nights worrying about my master.

He is dreaming.

In the dream, there is a white-haired master on one side and a black-haired princess on the other.

The master is gray-haired, wrinkled and freckled.

The princess has straight black hair, a smile, and a cute face.

He stretched out his hand to hold the princess's hand, and ran after her, getting farther and farther away from the master.

When he looked back, there was only a vast grassland. He yelled and opened his eyes.

Its daybreak.

The morning sun shone softly on his white jade bed.

Master is in the grassland.

Its daybreak.

The dew hit Guoshi's wrinkled face, and he wiped it vigorously.

He staggered up and walked to the edge of the holy lake. He saw an old man with a vicissitudes of life underneath. He picked up the water and washed his face.

Looking down at the holy lake again, a beautiful girl's face appeared underneath, and he sat down on the ground in fright.

Sitting on the ground, the national teacher Zhongfang saw a big black horse standing in front of him, and there was a beautiful girl on the horse. He asked him with a serious face:

"Old man, are you literate?"

(End of this chapter)