My white moonlight, he pretends to be sick again

Tai? Learned this road. Shao Yunlang walked it so many times when he was young. He thought he was very familiar with the mountain road. When he really stepped on the bluestone steps, he suddenly realized that things were different.

Gambling books disappeared with the fragrance of tea, which was only common at that time.

The red maple has sprouted? New buds, amidst the rustling of the wind, there seems to be the sound of teenagers reciting poems and talking and laughing. The young emperor listened attentively at the foot of the mountain. For a moment, he shook his head and smiled with some disappointment.

"If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine, it's not the same, young man you..."

For a while, he didn't want to recall his youth, after all, there was a layer of blurred blood in the middle, and once he remembered it, he regretted it.

Now when I go up to Lanxi Mountain again, I see that the grass and trees are another year old, and the young man in the flowing cloud and auspicious crane passed him by, his eyebrows and eyes were sly, as bright as the scorching sun, and when he looked back and smiled, he stretched out his folding fan, fan The word "Fengliu" on it is covered with a fan of peach blossoms, burning into the eyes.

It turned out that he was also a handsome young man in fresh clothes and angry horses at that time, and it was not that he had not had a pleasant time.

"Your Majesty?" Atao asked in a low voice.

Shao Yunlang regained his composure and said with a smile: "Nothing, just remembering some old things? Let's go."

Only one person's eyes fell on him, and he could understand the gentleness and tenderness in it without turning his head.

See you in the middle of the mountain? The long-awaited Taiyuan Academy is with a group of gentlemen. Many familiar faces are already frosty. The leader is no longer the one Shao Yunlang was at that time? is an acquaintance.

It was Mr. Qi.

The old man Shao Yunlang was most afraid of.

Now that he sees Shao Yunlang, he will no longer be cold-eyed, but he will not be too close and flattering. The old man tremblingly wants to kneel down to salute, but Shao Yunlang accepts it calmly.

After Mr. Qi got up, Shao Yunlang bowed and said softly, "I've seen you, sir."

Heaven, earth, ruler, relatives and teachers, etiquette cannot be discarded.

Mr. Qi stepped forward to support his forearm, and said with a gratified smile: "Your Majesty, it's been eight years since we left this time, but do you still remember the old man?"

"Mister's demeanor, students dare not forget." Shao Yunlang showed a smile that both of them understood.

Mr. Qi lingered on the mountain road full of angry laughter, he cupped his hands and said, "Please, Your Majesty, you should go and see the newly added police dragon ruler in the ancestral hall with your own eyes."

The two of them walked up the mountain road together with arms together. Shao Yunlang remembered the absurd actions he had made when he was young, and his skin was a little hot for a while. Fortunately, the wind on the mountain was cool, so he didn't blush.

He whispered: "When I was young... I made gentlemen worry a lot, I feel ashamed to think about it."

Mr. Qi stroked his beard with a smile, looked sideways and said, "Most of the emperors in the past were polite when they said this, but your majesty is the one who speaks the truth."

Shao Yunlang: "..."

This old man, who hasn't changed in so many years, still loves people so much.

"However, the word 'ashamed' is unnecessary?" Mr. Qi shook his head, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, "During the Qing'an period, the Supreme Emperor wanted to negotiate peace with the barbarians. Learn, our dying old man felt that this was absurd, and we signed a letter to block it, but was refuted... Until then, the old man realized that there are thousands of miles on the chessboard, but it is difficult to move an inch in the world , black and white can't warn the world, only the sword can break the light of the sky."

"At that time, the old man remembered? His Majesty, he thought that if the sharp young man was still there, it would be the sword that breaks the dawn." The old man had a pair of clear eyes, He shook his head and said: "But when Your Majesty was young, the old man thought that only those who are excellent in the six arts are the perfect people. It is really shameful for the old man to not see Mount Tai with a blind eye."

"You must not belittle yourself." Shao Yunlang thought rather anxiously, did the old man really change his mind?Didn't it look like he became the king? The emperor came to flatter him, right?

Then this flattery is too high-level.

As soon as his sly eyes turned, Mr. Qi felt that he was going to take out a script book from his sleeve, and when he saw this, he snorted and said, "Your Majesty is entertaining the old man in his heart, right?" .”

"Cough... sir, are you worrying too much?"

While speaking, I arrived at the ancestral hall. The Ministry of Rites had already arranged everything properly, and the only thing left was for the emperor to lead his officials to worship.

The ancestral hall of the Taixi School was originally a temple dedicated to the god who was in charge of writing and writing. At the beginning, there was only such a temple on Lanxi Mountain. Later, the Taixi School was built around the temple. Slowly, This place has also become a place to enshrine the emperors of all dynasties. After the new emperor ascends the throne, he will come to pay his respects once or twice, praying for the prosperity of Dazhao's civilization and the blessing of the ancestors for future generations.

But to be precise, this is the ruler enshrined to defeat the emperor.

Since the founding of Dazhao, there have been six generations of emperors. Except for the Emperor Tai?-Zu, there are now five rulers placed on it. They are all placed in a niche and wrapped in gold foil. On the side, the bottom one is still in good condition, it is the one that beat him.

Shao Yunlang's heart ached when he saw it, and secretly muttered to worship this thing? Really? Wouldn't there be any shadow?

He knotted the incense offered by Atao, respectfully raised it up to his eyebrows, and then bowed.

If there really are gods and Buddhas, it is natural for him to worship sincerely, so he can pray for the good weather of Jokha and the safety and joy of his lover.

After the incense was served, the small sacrifice was forgotten. However, the emperor said that he wanted to stay in the old place and visit again, so he didn't need so many people to accompany him, leaving only the prime minister alone.

They are classmates of the Imperial College, and it is understandable to visit their old places together. Before, the courtiers would only sigh that they have a deep friendship between the monarch and the ministers, but after experiencing the "replacement of the imperial examination", some people It's just a little more thought.

One Tiangan and one Zedui can spread countless romantic rumors.

Then the Prime Minister and Your Majesty...

Although thinking about Emperor Shengqi's murderous appearance, saying that he is a woman subdued by others is really a bit scary, but what if?

However, everyone dared to whisper secretly in their hearts, but they didn't even dare to spread a gossip in private, for fear of moving their heads.

……

As soon as the idlers left, Shao Yunlang felt more at ease, and turned around to take a look at Gu Yuanzheng who was following him all the way.

There are many stone steps up the mountain, and he is still "limping", so Shao Yunlang ordered people to prepare in advance, paving one side of the mountain path with wooden boards, and someone pushed Gu Yuanzheng all the way.

The mountain road is steep, and the imperial guards pushing him are all strong and healthy. Even so, they have changed? Three people, all of them are sweating, and Shao Yunlang is even covered by a seven-layer dress. Khan, looking at it at this moment, Gu Yuanzheng is actually the most brisk, not even a single strand of hair is messed up.

And he "worked" all night last night, and today he still has to climb a mountain with his legs!Really? Damn unreasonable?!

Shao Yunlang said indignantly: "Gu Qing, won't your conscience hurt?"

At this time, he was sitting in the gazebo where he used to escape the summer heat when he was a teenager. There were some fresh melons and fruits in front of him. The Tai? School hadn't started yet, and there were very few people, so sitting here was quite leisurely.

If it weren't for wearing this black golden dragon robe, Shao Yunlang would almost have returned to the illusion of his youth.

Listening to his questioning, Gu Yuanzheng raised his eyes and smiled lightly: "The minister is worried about the king's worries, and I have prepared them for His Highness? The flimsy clothes are being questioned by His Majesty now, really? It's a bit chilling."

A Tao, who was in a hurry over there, finally lost his heart. He didn't know that His Majesty still planned to stay in the Imperial Palace to study, so he didn't bring the frivolous ordinary clothes, and was planning to go back to the palace to get them.

Now that there are clothes now, and to save His Majesty from suffering again, A Tao walked a little closer, bowed and asked, "Master Xiang, where are these clothes?"

Gu Yuanzheng laughed? Laughed, and said, "Please move, Your Majesty?"

Shao Yunlang propped his chin and asked, "Where are you going?"

Gu Yuanzheng: "The duck's nest."

……

Since Shao Yunlang left, there have been no newcomers in the small courtyard for the past eight years, and the previous courtyard is removing this house from the list of dormitories.

Si Zheng was puzzled, and reminded the court chief with some trepidation that only the emperor's dormitory would be preserved intact. Wouldn't it be presumptuous to do so?

The old man just shook his head, smiled and said nothing.

Now that the answer has just been revealed, I have to say that the old man's eyes are poisonous, and he judges people accurately.

With his fingertips on the wooden sign hanging at the door, Shao Yunlang carefully outlined the three characters "Qunyahui" once and again. The handwriting looks a little strange now, probably because the writing The young man who wrote these three characters has never tasted the sufferings of the world, so the pen is so elegant and free.

There was new ink on the sign, Shao Yunlang smiled and said, "Did you send someone to clean it?"

Gu Yuanzheng nodded, "Well, the courtyard and the room have also been cleaned? The clothes are placed on His Majesty's previous bed."

"You have intentions." Shao Yunlang pushed open the door of the small courtyard, turned around and asked him, "What reward do you want?"

Gu Yuanzheng didn't answer, but just smiled and said: "Your Majesty will understand the reward you want after entering the house?"

His Majesty was surprised, "You won't let it go? What gadget? Is it in the house?"

Gu Yuanzheng: "..."

Sometimes he really wanted to get into Shao Yunlang's head to see if it was filled with Fengyuehua.

"No." He gritted his teeth and said, "If Your Majesty likes it, I can..."

"Haha, just kidding." Shao Yunlang waved his hands again and again, "I'm a serious person."

He opened the door and entered? The hut.

A house that has not been lived in for eight years is naturally different from a house that has been raised by people. The light in the house is a bit dim. Even after cleaning and incense, it still cannot hide the faint dampness.

But the things in the room are well preserved. The book he read half of the time is still spread out on the table, and the whip given by Shao Yunting is still cracked into six pieces on the wall. The jade lion paperweight tilts his head, looking naive Looking at the master who returned eight years late.

Shao Yunlang smiled and leaned over to get the suit.

The patterns of Liuyun Ruihe reflect the sunlight on the snow silk fabric, familiar yet unfamiliar.

He changed his clothes, thought about it, leaned over and touched the secret compartment under the bed.

There was a soft "click", and the small grid that only he knew popped open, and the things inside slipped out, and Shao Yunlang caught it in his palm?

It was a piece of plain jade pendant, with two strands of light blue on the delicate suet jade, which was carved by the craftsman with a lot of thought into a flowing cloud around the moon, under which white plum blossoms were in full bloom.

The full moon is full of flowers.

He wore many clothes from Gu Yuanzheng, but he still remembered that he was stripped of his coat by the little sister of the Gu family that day, so he had to borrow clothes from Gu Yuanzheng to wear them.

That day the young man put on the jade pendant for him by himself. He didn't like this flowery jade pendant at first, and thought it was too "worldly".

Only now do I know that the most rare thing in the world is that mundane sentence: "When the moon is bright and the beauty is gone, there are still old friends coming."

It's just that now that he's dressed as a teenager, it's not easy for him to put the jade ring that symbolizes imperial power on his head. He simply let his long curly hair loose and pushed the door to go out.

No one else was in the yard, so Gu Yuanzheng just stood under the pear tree, with his palms on the trunk of the big pear tree, and when he heard the sound, he turned around and saw the person clearly, his breathing stopped for a while. ?instant.

Someone is walking through time.

"Looks good?" Shao Yunlang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It looks good." Gu Yuanzheng replied softly, looking at him without blinking.

Shao Yunlang's shameless look made his ears tingle, so he looked away and asked, "What's wrong with this tree?"

It seems that flames spread from outside the wall to the tree. The side branches of the old pear tree that stretched out of the wall were all scorched black, and even half of the trunk turned into charcoal. The burn was a little deep, and the whole tree All lost? Vitality, just standing bare in the small courtyard.

When he first came in, he didn't raise his head to look carefully, but when he saw the condition of the tree, Shao Yunlang felt distressed. It's already June, but it hasn't sprouted yet, maybe it's dead.

"Who set the fire?" After Shao Yunlang asked, he had the answer first, hesitantly said: "It was... the barbarians who fled when the city was broken last year?"

Gu Yuanzheng nodded, "Yes."

Shao Yunlang's heart tightened.

On the day the city was destroyed, there were also people who died in Yongjing City. Even if the casualties were minimized, there were still people who died. The dead were like a tree that had lost its vitality, and could never bloom again. However, it left scorched black traces deeply embedded in the hearts of relatives who are still alive. Once it is mentioned, it will be a tinge of pain.

He didn't regret driving the barbarians northward that day, and he would still be so decisive again, but he couldn't feel guilty.

"Your Majesty, look." Gu Yuanzheng removed his hand from the tree.

Shao Yunlang opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and a touch of fresh green was reflected in his pupils.

It was a young sprout, just at the edge of the scorched black, trembling and tentatively growing in the breeze.

"That's great." Shao Yunlang smiled. "In the next autumn, there must be pear trees again."

Gu Yuanzheng lowered his eyes, took out the red headband from his sleeve, and handed it to Shao Yunlang.

"I knew you had it with you." Shao Yunlang took it over, pressed the satin to his lips, smoothed his long hair with both hands, and tied a ponytail with the hair tie.

"Your Majesty..." Gu Yuanzheng reminded, "There are bite marks on the back of the neck, should the hair be lower?"

"Wait a while? Go out and tie it up again." Shao Yunlang smiled, his eyes filled with sly light, "That's how he looks like the young man Gu Qing misses so much."

He took a step forward, suddenly shortened the distance between the two of them, raised his head slightly and stared at Gu Yuanzheng with a smile, "Does it look like it?"

Without waiting for Gu Yuanzheng to answer, he said again: "No, I will always be 17 years old."

Gu Yuanzheng laughed, raised his hand to clasp the back of his neck, and gently kissed the lips that always had something to say.

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