cold moon is king

The old wrinkled old man walked slowly to the altar with a cane, followed by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in a Taoist robe. The boy's long hair was loosely scattered on his shoulders, his chin was raised very high, and he was slender. His long eyes swept over all the officials present, and he let out a cold snort of disdain.

Chu Jiangli knew them—the national master, master, and apprentice, but he didn't like this pair of master and apprentice very much. He thought that this pair of master and apprentice were two liars who fished in troubled waters, but they were more clever in their deception.

Chu Zhenhe had made many admonitions in the past, but the emperor trusted the pair of master and apprentice inexplicably, and was particularly dissatisfied with Chu Zhenhe's admonition, and even lost his temper once in the court. His arrogance was even higher, and Chu Zhenhe was so angry that he broke many glasses at home.

When the boy glanced at Chu Jiangli, he paused for a moment, and then nodded at him. Chu Jiangli didn't understand, so he and the boy looked at each other for a few seconds, and suddenly someone pinched his hand, and then he looked away. Put it on the people around you.

Lu Jinyin's mouth suddenly shrunk, and he pulled his little finger with an aggrieved face. Seeing that Chu Jiangli finally focused on himself, his eyes soon became foggy, and he grabbed Chu Jiangli's hand and shook it. shake.

He suddenly approached Chu Jiangli, Chu Jiang was startled, turned his face away, his ears felt warm, his soft lips brushed against his ears, and the warm and humid breath penetrated into his ears and eyes, It was as if an electric shock had passed through his body, and even his scalp was numb.

Thinking that this was in public, his whole body turned red from neck to hair.

Lu Jinyin simply hugged his arm, aggrieved, "Yueyue, he's so ugly, don't look at him, look at me, I think I'm prettier than him."

Chu Jiangli was stunned for a few seconds before realizing who Yueyue was. No one had ever called him that before. He couldn't help the jealous disguised love words, his cheeks began to heat up, and he couldn't help pulling his arms back, and said in a low voice: "Huai Bing, this is not the East Palace, be careful with your words and deeds."

Remembering Nie Zheng's instructions, Lu Jinyin suppressed the tears in his eyes, bit his lip, and let out a small oh after a while.

He can't cause trouble for Chu Chu, he has to be good, and can't be clingy to Chu Chu, otherwise his father will be unhappy, and his father will bully Chu Chu if he is unhappy.

He sucked his nose and stood up straight. He has grown up and Chu Chu is married to him, so he will protect Chu Chu and not let anyone hurt Chu Chu.

The national teacher stood in the center of the altar, beside Lu Anyan with a cold face, the national teacher whispered a few words in Lu Anyan's ear, Lu Anyan's face softened, and he recruited a young eunuch to go up.

The little lady listened to the order, hurried to Lu Jinyin's side, smiled obsequiously, and said in a soft voice: "Your Highness, the Emperor asked you to stay in the palace over there."

Chu Jiangli frowned, and heard the little eunuch add: "The emperor said that the crown princess will also go together."

Chu Jiangli didn't understand that Lu Jinyin was slapped in the face like this since he had already let Lu Jinyin come to participate in the sacrificial offering. He looked at the people on the altar in puzzlement, and the boy was caught by his eyes, and his body tensed all of a sudden. , straightened his back.

After Chu Jiangli nodded, he followed the little eunuch to the side hall. Standing among the officials, Chu Zhenhe saw their backs, his face darkened, and he didn't even listen to the words of his colleagues, who called him several times. Only then did he react, he turned his head and said in a rough voice, "What did you just say?"

When he did this, the colleague was bluffed, and he stopped talking all of a sudden. Chu Zhenhe stared fiercely at the old national teacher with a kind and compassionate face on the stage. For some reason, this old bastard was always bewitching the Lord with lies, targeting the crown prince, and now he even bullies his own son together.

Bully other people's son, others can condone, bully his son, he cannot condone!

He made a decision in his heart, and he will write a book on this old god stick, Zishen, when he returns today!

On the other end, Chu Jiangli and Lu Jinyin entered the hall. It was the first time for him to enter this hall, and it was also the first time for Lu Jinyin. It was very novel, and he looked around with a pair of clear eyes.

In the center of the main hall is the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha built with a golden body. The Buddha lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chu Jiangli didn't believe this, he turned his eyes to other places, this hall is all piled up with gold powder, spliced ​​jade stones

The floor is paved, and even the incense table is made of precious rosewood, which can be said to be extravagant.

As long as he thinks that the money and money of the poor people are all used for these illusory things, he will feel a group of inexplicable emotions stuck in his chest and feel uncomfortable.

Lu Jinyin held his hand and shook it lightly, "Yueyue, can I hold you now?" He was afraid that Chu Jiangli would disagree, so he added, "There's no one here!"

Chu Jiangli was amused by his childish words, so that the corners of his lips couldn't stop rising, his sharp eyebrows curved, and then naturally softened, and he had a kind of compassion and tolerance similar to that of the Buddha statue. He stretched out his hand and held Lu Jinyin's hand, bowing Voice: "Yes."

The old master looked at the sky that was gloomy in pity, and slowly closed his eyes. The wrinkles on his face revealed a kind of helplessness. The boy shook the tortoise shell in his arms, and the copper coins in the tortoise shell rattled. The vicissitudes of the old master's voice echoed in the altar.

"Picture Fangchun, the millet is not blooming. The clouds are bright and the clouds are shining. The ground is warm and the scenery is warm, the mountains are beautiful and the water is rippling. I heard about the agricultural administration, but it is the people and the sky. Competing for the year, and the work for the year. There is Let the rain flow and guide the springs. Cultivate farming and patrol the search, and everyone will work together. Order the waiter, and pay taxes to Qinggao. Feather flags hold rutabaga, and male halberds shine. Present the classic lotus root, and present the green altar. It is suitable for the people. Yi Jia, Ke descends to pray for the new year. May the descending of the spirit, remove the adornment and stop the luan. God walks with breath, and God sits with smoke as a cover. Let Jiagu and Xuanzhang compete for glory forever without losing it."

The turtle shell was suddenly thrown on the ground by the boy, and several copper coins fell out of the turtle shell. The boy recorded it in his heart, picked up the copper coins from the ground and put them into the turtle shell again. After five times in a row, the boy looked at the result with a faint expression on his face. Bai, he bit his lip, and whispered in the old master's ear.

After hearing the result, the old national teacher's face remained unchanged, he just sighed, opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes swept over everyone present, and finally fell on one of the officials.

He calmly pushed the boy and said, "Protect the emperor."

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door, and a group of people shouted in surprise. Chu Jiangli in the hall suddenly widened his eyes, and he hurriedly shouted: "Nie Zheng!"

Nie Zheng quickly came out from the dark, Chu Jiangli pushed Lu Jinyin into Nie Zheng's arms, took out a piece of soft armor from his arms and patted Lu Jinyin's chest, and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, put it on." He looked at it again. Xiang Nie Zheng, "Protect Your Highness!"

A bad premonition rose in Lu Jinyin's heart, and he wanted to call Chu Jiangli without crying: "Yueming, don't go out, stay with me, I'm so scared."

His voice was faintly trembling, Chu Jiangli's back paused slightly, he turned his head and took a deep look at Lu Jinyin, and said word by word: "Your Highness, I promise you, I will be back soon."

He didn't go far, turned around and closed the palace door, and looked outside coldly.

It was already a mess outside, many officials were pushing and shoving under the altar, the boy protected Lu Anyan and blended into the crowd, the old master stroked his beard and walked down slowly.

During today's sacrifice, the officials were not allowed to bring weapons, and he did not bring his saber, but this did not hinder him. He took out a knife from the guard's waist, and ran to the emperor.

The assassin had already caused chaos before he showed up. The arrows shot into the soil in front of Lu Anyan one by one, and pierced them hard. Chu Jiangli gave Lu Jinyin his soft armor, and he was no longer soft. Armored, he raised his knife to cut off a sharp arrow flying in front of him, and shot it there with sharp eyes, and with another arrow, he could determine the location of the assassin.

The boy stood in front of Lu Anyan, with an ugly face, he gritted his teeth and said, "I saw it on the tree, on the tree in the southeast direction."

Chu Jiangli glanced at the boy, "Take the emperor to the palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared into the crowd, and the arrow did not shoot again. The boy overstepped with a sentence, then pulled Lu Anyan by the sleeve and dragged him into the hall. When Nie Zheng saw the door opened, his body She tensed up for a moment, and when she saw that it was Lu Anyan, she suddenly relaxed. Lu Jinyin's eyes lit up at first, thinking that Chu Jiangli had returned, but seeing that it was his father, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

His expression fell into Lu Anyan's eyes. At this moment, Lu Anyan began to doubt himself. The relationship between Chu Jiangli and Lu Jinyin became a mystery in his eyes at this moment, or could it be that his own His son is infatuated with Chu Jiangli, but Chu Jiangli doesn't like his own son?

When Lu Anyan thought of this, he felt a strong unhappiness in his heart, but he

He has to admit that this is the truth, if Chu Jiangli likes his silly son, he will suspect that Chu Jiangli is blind.

After about an hour, the commotion outside finally subsided. Lu Jinyin grabbed Nie Zheng's sleeve, and his heart was raised in his throat. For some reason, his heart was in a mess, mixed with endless panic. Everyone was out of breath, and he couldn't explain what kind of emotion this was, so he could only ask Nie Zheng repeatedly if Chu Jiangli would definitely come back.

Nie Zheng answered him over and over again, the general kept his promise, and he would definitely come back when he said he would come back.

Lu Anyan couldn't listen anymore, and reprimanded: "As a prince, why do you talk so much!"

Lu Jinyin was reprimanded, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his head quickly drooped. The mist in his eyes was turning into rain, but he choked it back. He is a man now. , he still has to protect Chuchu, he can't just cry casually.

The door of the main hall was finally opened again, Xiao Han stood outside the door panting, he wiped the sweat from his brow and said in a deep voice: "Report to the emperor, the assassin has been arrested."

The emperor had expected this result a long time ago, and nodded slightly, "Okay, those who catch the assassin will be rewarded."

Xiao Han paused, then said hesitantly, "General Chu, you are injured."

Zhu Wen is excerpted from: "Xiao Taifu Dong Geng Zhu Wen" written by Jiang Yan, a Liang writer in the Southern Dynasties