[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

On the seventh day of February in the fifth year of Mingzheng, Tianquan Liuli exchanged credentials.On the ninth day of the lunar new year, the palace bell rang nine times, the Xuanwu gate of the emperor's palace opened, hundreds of palace guards stretched out, the canopy covered the clouds, the scorpion and axe clanged, the Xuan flag waved the wind, and the gongs and gongs rolled, and the emperor drove out slowly to welcome the king to the west.

Zhiming rode on the horse, the groom carried Wang Yu and followed behind him, and the guard of honor walked out of the palace slowly.

"With so many people, when will we be able to reach the town gate?" Zhi Ming said dissatisfied.

Xiaopang snickered aside, "Your Majesty, didn't you say that you wanted to fetch the king back in a grand manner?"

Zhi Ming has no reason to refute. There are always people in the DPRK looking for some reason or other, thinking that Murong Li should go back to Yaoguang through Tianquan. Tianquan suppressed the dissent on the grounds that he had only been to Liuli for three years alone.Zhiming was born to protect his weaknesses, and he felt more and more that he could not wrong his family, so he immediately gave up the idea of ​​riding a thousand miles and rushing to the border.He wants the emperor to personally patrol, and bring his A Li back to Zhongyuan with the royal ceremony, and he wants the people in the whole Zhongyuan to remember that if it weren't for his A Li, they might have already put on their armor and fought on this land again. It's been hundreds of rounds.

It's just... the speed of this emperor's car is really...

Zhiming helped his forehead, it was a headache, he got up at the beginning of the fifth watch, but he only left the palace gate at the end of the day!

Mo Lan hadn't seen him so childish for a long time, so he persuaded in a good voice, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the emperor is driving, and the etiquette will inevitably be complicated. When you leave the capital, you don't have to worry too much before you can go on your way."

Well, this explanation is still acceptable, Zhiming is riding on the horse bored, and his heart is already flying to the gate of the town.

Because he didn't want to disturb the people, although there were guards clearing the way, the emperor did not make the people avoid them, so the surroundings were crowded with people watching the excitement.

"Perhaps the road will be faster." Mo Lan said, looking at the people on both sides of the road.

Zhi Ming shook his head, "Let the common people watch the fun, let them watch it, let's go on our way out of the city, and let the common people feel that it is a good thing for the widow to pick up Ah Li, and it is something worth celebrating. The common people are happy, and in the future if someone takes Saying this matter is going against the will of the people!"

"Those who go against the will of the people are not in line with the will of heaven, are not good for the country, and cannot be used. I bow to you!" Mo Lan deliberately bowed to Zhiming. you!

Zhiming cast a sideways glance at him, his forehead twitched, and when he turned around with a smile, he saw Yuyuan riding a horse and following Wang Yu, holding his flute with her head down, still so taciturn.

Zhi Ming frowned, and sighed lightly.

Mo Lan followed Zhiming's line of sight, startled, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Why did Your Majesty bring him?"

Zhiming said indifferently, "It's cold and lonely in the palace, he came here alone, he will inevitably feel lonely, take him out to relax."

"Your Majesty really cares about him!"

Zhi Ming turned around and saw Mo Lan complaining, he was stunned, and then smiled, "What are you thinking!"

Little Fatty was startled when he heard the words, looked at Yuyuan, then at Mo Lan, seemed to understand something, pouted and stared at Zhi Ming with Mo Lan from left to right, looking very aggrieved.

Zhiming was angry and funny, and he sighed after a while, "Just seeing him reminds me of when Ah Li first came to Tianquan." It seemed that the young man appeared in front of his eyes again, silent like this, suffering alone The pain of suffering, the pain of subjugation, no matter how funny, I refuse to laugh.

"Your Majesty... really just pity him?" Mo Lan was still worried.

"What do you think?"

Xiaopang said indignantly, "The king of the month really had ulterior motives!"

"Little Fatty!" Zhi Ming suddenly stopped laughing and said seriously.

Xiaopang was shocked by the call, but he still looked at Zhiming eagerly.

Zhiming lost his temper after being stared at by these two people, sighed deeply, and looked at the long road ahead, and said gently and seriously, "I only have one Murongli in this life."

The words of the emperor are worth a promise, let alone Zhiming.

Mo Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this sentence, Xiaopang patted his heart like he was being pardoned.

Zhi Ming shook his head, looked back at the thin figure on the horse, and sighed helplessly.

The emperor drove out of the city gate, and indeed moved faster, except for a half-hour stop at noon to eat and rest, there was no delay for a moment... As the evening fell, the birds returned to their nests, and the woods in the suburbs were full of chirping.

"Looks like we're going to set up camp in the suburbs tonight," Zhi Ming said.

Mo Lan looked at the sky, "I won't be able to reach Longcheng County anyway, so why not stop earlier so that we can set up our tents."

In order to protect the emperor, Sun Yan is the leader and escort this time. He has always done things properly, and he has found a safe place in a short time, and organized the soldiers to build camps.

"Your Majesty, drink some water." Mo Lan said softly.

Zhiming took the kettle with a smile, and saw Yuyuan sitting alone on a small rock, looking around occasionally absent-mindedly.

Zhi Ming walked up to him and handed him the water bottle, "Are you thirsty?"

Yuyuan glanced at Zhiming, took the water bottle with both hands, and thanked him respectfully.

Zhi Ming sat down beside him, Yu Yuan froze immediately, Zhi Ming was taken aback, and wondered, "Why are you so afraid of widows?"

"Ah?" Yuyuan was startled, looked up at Zhiming, then quickly lowered her head, "No."

Zhiming wondered why Yuyuan was so sensitive because of her identity as a "proton", and couldn't help laughing, "No one in the palace will hurt you."

Yuyuan nodded, put down the kettle, and continued to hug his flute.

Zhi Ming looked at the flute and thought of Murongli, and sighed, "There is also an ancient Lingxiao in the widow's bedroom."

Hearing this, Yuyuan was finally willing to look up at Zhiming, who rested his hands on the rock and looked at the sky, "The widow is going to bring his master back."

"Lord Murong?" Yuyuan finally took the initiative to speak and said four words.

Thinking of Murongli, Zhi Ming softened instantly, he nodded and smiled.

"Your Majesty likes him very much?" Yuyuan asked.

"Of course!" The answer was decisive without any hesitation.

Yuyuan breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a lot, Zhiming only thought that the kid in front of him was very funny, so he couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his head.

The wind blew across the branches and leaves, there was only a slight movement, Zhiming's pupils froze, and he pushed the jade kite away, Xing Ming unsheathed, the white blade was dazzling, and with a clang sound, he met the sharp blade behind him.

The blow came so suddenly that Zhiming's wrist went numb for a moment, he gritted his teeth and pushed hard, drew his sword and turned around, the two swords sparked in the air, the Yiwei who could smell the movement quickly drew his sword and left Come, Sun Yan has taken the first step to stand between Zhi Ming and the assassin.

"Escort!" Sun Yan gave an order, and the guards were well-trained to set up a formation, but the incoming man was very light-hearted and swift, and Sun Yan intercepted Zhiming several times when he approached, "Your Majesty, let's go!"

Zhiming turned around and saw Yuyuan staying where he was, thinking that the child had never seen this kind of formation before, and was frightened stupid, so he immediately dragged him and ran to the camp.

Yuyuan was dragged away for two steps in a daze, the assassin leaped into the air, chasing after him, Zhiming pushed Yuyuan into Mo Lan's arms, raised his sword to block with his backhand, and became entangled with the assassin.

The assassin didn't know what kind of sword he used, and there was an evil spirit, and he was beckoning and oppressing.

"Your Majesty!" Mo Lan was startled and anxious, but because she didn't know martial arts, she could only worry on the sidelines.

Xiaopang wanted to step forward to help several times, but during the confrontation between Xing Ming and the Assassin's Sword, the wind of the sword was so fierce that it was difficult for others to intervene.

How could Sun Yan let Zhiming fight with the assassin, he finally found a rare gap, and then used his sword to separate the two.The assassin suddenly abandoned Zhiming and went straight to Mo Lan.

Xiaopang was startled, and raised his sword to block the assassin.With a crackle, the sword broke. He stared blankly at the broken sword, then heard Mo Lan's exclamation, and when he looked up, he felt a dazzling sword light pressing down with force.In an instant, the wind around my ears was quiet, only the sound of death crossed my head.

"Be careful!" Yuyuan exclaimed.

Mo Lan only felt a pain in her hand, and she let go subconsciously. Yuyuan struggled out and slammed into the assassin. land.

"Yuyuan!" The assassin roared, threw the sword in his hand almost instantly, leaned over to catch Yuyuan, and shouted anxiously, "Yuyuan, Yuyuan!"

Facing the sudden end of the battle, everyone present was stunned, only Sun Yan hurried forward and sealed the assassin's neck with his sword.But the assassin didn't seem to feel anything, he didn't even pick up the sword, he hugged Yuyuan and kept calling him.

Once Mo Lan regained consciousness, she immediately helped Xiaopang up, then ran to Zhi Ming's side worriedly, and asked in panic, "Is Your Majesty alright?"

Zhi Ming glanced at Xing Ming on the ground, then at the assassin and the jade kite in his arms, frowned and said, "It's all right."

He saw that the assassin wanted to kill Xiaopang, so he did it in a hurry, but who knew that Yuyuan would run out, it seems that the assassin and him should be old acquaintances.

Zhiming walked up to Sun Yan, patted him on the shoulder, and signaled him to back down, Sun Yan put away his sword and stood aside, Yuyuan's face was pale, and most of his jade-colored sleeve robe was dyed red, his brows frowned in pain lump.

"If you don't want him to die, you'd better hand him over to the widow." Zhi Ming said coldly.

The assassin froze, raised his hand suddenly, groped around Yuyuan's waist, found a small bottle, then neatly tore off Yuyuan's cut sleeve, and carefully sprinkled the powder on the on his arm.As soon as the medicine touched the wound, Yuyuan struggled violently and cried out in pain.

The assassin embraced him more and more tenderly, looking very distressed.

"Are you going to hold him and sit in the cold all night?" Seeing Yuyuan fainted from the pain, Zhiming said angrily.

The assassin finally turned his head and looked at Zhi Ming with suppressed anger in his eyes, "Let him go."

This kind of eyes, such desperate, really seems to have known each other.

Zhiming nodded, "I promise you."

In the middle of the night, there was a slight movement around him, Zhi Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the person on the bed seemed to be waking up.

"The Imperial Physician Order!" Zhi Ming woke up the Imperial Physician Ling who was dozing off beside him, "Come and have a look."

The imperial physician Ling Wensheng sat down beside the bed with the suitcase in hand, Yuyuan woke up as soon as her pulse felt on her hand.

Zhi Ming sat down beside the bed and helped him up, the imperial doctor asked concerned, "Is the little prince better?"

After all, there was a lot of blood, and Yuyuan was still dizzy. The movement touched the wound, and the pain made him tremble, and he woke up instantly.

Seeing Zhiming from the side, Yuyuan got up quickly, ignoring the pain, because the imperial doctor ordered him to sit by the bed, and it was difficult for him to get out of bed, so she knelt on the bed and bowed to Zhiming, her eyes were anxious and worried , "Yu Yuan is guilty, but Your Majesty please let that person go."

Zhi Ming saw that his face was pale and his speech was weak, so he stepped forward to hold his hand, and said gently, "If you have something to say, you should lie down first and let the imperial physician take the pulse."

But Yuyuan insisted on refusing, shaking her head, her voice was crying, and begged, "Your Majesty, he is not an assassin, he is not trying to assassinate you."

Zhi Ming was silent for a moment, and ordered to the imperial physician, "You step back first."

The Imperial Physician Ling glanced at Yuyuan, then at Zhiming, and retreated tactfully.

"Your Majesty..." Yuyuan called him timidly, her appearance was very distressing.

Zhiming let go of Yuyuan and looked down at him, "He assassinated me in broad daylight, I can't keep him in the emperor's car, I have asked Xiaopang to escort him back to the imperial capital."

Startled, Yuyuan knelt and stepped forward, clutching Zhiming's sleeve, begging, "Your Majesty... please let him go, Yuyuan is willing to bear all the punishment."

Bear all the blame?Zhi Ming laughed, "Assassination of the co-lord is a serious crime, how old are you, can you bear it?"

"As long as His Majesty is willing to let him go, Yuyuan is willing to repay His Majesty like a cow or a horse, and only asks His Majesty to let him go." Yuyuan bowed her head.

"The widow thought you were going to die for him."

The figure with the bowed head froze for a moment, but when he looked up again, he smiled lightly, desperately determined, "What's the point of exchanging one life for another? I and Xun Xiao live and die together, if your majesty is willing to let go Yuyuan is very grateful for passing us, if His Majesty insists on refusing, Yuyuan only asks His Majesty to bury us together."

Zhiming watched Yuyuan silently for a long time, and Yuyuan also looked at him without a moment, without the timidity of the previous few days.

"Life is the same as life, and death is also the same as death. Heh..." Zhi Ming suddenly smiled, took out a sword tassel from his arms and handed it to Yu Yuan, "Don't worry, he is safe. lived in his private house."

Yuyuan stared blankly at Zhiming, unable to believe it, "Really?"

Zhi Ming put Jian Sui in his hand, "I have no reason to lie to you."

Yuyuan's eyes were red and red, and she held back her tears, she put Jiansui into her bosom with great care, and bowed to Zhiming again.

Zhiming quickly stopped him, and said with a headache, "Your widow is not a god, don't worship blindly!"

"Oh, I got it." Yuyuan nodded obediently, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "When can I see Xun Xiao?"

Zhi Ming looked at him, raised his head to the sky and sighed, "Wait for the widow to take Ah Li back."

So, from that day on, Zhiming saw a completely different side of Yuyuan.

Yuyuan proposed that if she wanted to get to the gate of the town as quickly as possible, she could not follow the official path.Zhi Ming was stunned to see him holding a densely marked map and talking on the phone in one breath.

"You mean to take the official road before Longcheng, and take the small road after Longcheng?"

"Exactly, please see, Your Majesty, most of the official roads after Longcheng are detours, and the small roads can be directly accessed, but the small roads must be in disrepair, so please send a letter immediately to order the local officials in charge to overhaul the bridge."

"Bridge? How did you know there was a bridge?"

Yuyuan pointed to a curve on the map, "There is a river here, and it is a small road for private business travelers, so there must be a bridge, but the river is not wide, so it can't be a stone bridge, since it is a wooden bridge, it is often in the wilderness It’s inevitable that it will fall into disrepair, so it’s better to send officials to inspect it.” After finishing speaking, Yuyuan pointed to another place, “This place is surrounded by mountains, although the trail is close, but if there is mountain rain, there may be mountain torrents, which will hinder the journey. , just wait there, how about I look at the sky and make a decision?"

"You can also observe the sky?" Zhi Ming was surprised.

Yuyuan smiled triumphantly, "I know a lot!"

Therefore, Dijia arrived in Qicheng County six days earlier than expected.

In the posthouse, Murong Li was nestling in the room, with hot tea on the stove, holding a scroll in his hand, but he was in a daze.

"This king's book is going to be stared out by you." Zi Dui joked.

Murong Li was startled, and smiled embarrassedly.

Zidui sat down beside him, looked at the smiling man with drooping eyes, and said softly, "He will come to pick you up tomorrow."

Murong Li was stunned, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't there still a few days left?"

"Let's go fast," Zidui joked with a smile, "I probably wanted to pick you up, so I didn't even sleep."

Murong Li smiled, put down the scroll, lifted the teapot on the stove, poured two cups of tea, picked up one of them, and pushed Chao Zidui, "Thank you."

Zidui turned his head away, smiled lightly, without saying anything, picked up the teacup on the table, touched Murongli's cup back, and drank it down in one gulp.

"My lord." Murong Li drank the tea in his cup, put the teacup away, and said hesitantly, "I have a heartfelt request, I hope my lord will fulfill it."

"Tell me." Zi Dui said gently.

Murongli hesitated for a moment, "Can you give me Ziyu's letter?"

Zidui was startled, seeing the firmness in the eyes of the person in front of him, he smiled lightly, "No."

"Why?"

"This king knows what you are thinking," Zidui cut off Murongli's words, and said softly, "But this matter, this king cannot agree to you. Ziyu never thought of intervening between you and Zhi Ming."

Zidui looked at Murongli and smiled slightly, Murongli's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his eyes slightly, his hands unconsciously clenched his robe tightly, the atmosphere was momentarily gloomy.

"Murong!" Zi Dui suddenly called him loudly.

Murongli raised his head and looked at Zidui suspiciously.

Zi Dui smiled and said, "The king has always admired Zhongyuan's martial arts. You have been in Liuli for three years, and we haven't had a good match. We don't know when we will see each other tomorrow. Why don't you compete with me today?" how?"

The man's passion for wine and sword, Murongli also hasn't practiced sword for a long time, today just happened to exercise his muscles and bones, so he agreed with it.

The moon shines on the remnant snow like a cold spring, and the place where the cold sword grabs the frost is snowing.

Chi Ying nimbly turned around and blocked with the dead branches, the dead branches landed so skillfully that it could hit the sword, and avoid touching its edge with every move.Although the sword energy was fierce, it didn't have the slightest sense of killing. Zi Dui looked at the person who fought against him, every turn, every dodge, every attack was clean and neat, those bright eyes were more powerful than those in the vastness of the Western Regions. The starry sky above is a hundred times more brilliant.

Bending his eyes and smiling, Zidui took advantage of Murongli's retreat and suddenly pumped up his energy to unleash the power of his sword, taking advantage of the momentum and approaching his side, originally just pointing to the end, but Murongli suddenly got into trouble, and leaned sideways to avoid the point of the sword, using dry Branch point.

The toughness of the dead branch naturally couldn't bear the pressure of a grown man. At the moment when the dead branch broke, Murongli raised his breath and turned around. He threw away the dead branch and buckled Zidui's wrist. Backspin in three steps, and wave the sword.

After the last blade pierced through the air and fell, amidst the silence, the shining tip of the sword touched Zidui's throat.

Murongli's lips curled into a smile, his confidence was soaring, the red gauze robe with wide sleeves fluttered fiercely, shining on the remaining snow, making Xingyue pale.

Zidui stared at him in a daze, suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, then turned and left.

Murongli was stunned for a moment, and called Zi Duiyu to return the sword to him.

Zi Dui paused in his footsteps, but did not turn his head back, "This king said that whenever Lord Murong can take this sword from me, this sword will belong to Lord Murong."

Murongli stared at Zidui in a daze.

Zidui smiled lightly, "Go to rest early, the king will send you out of the city tomorrow."

The next day, Murong Li woke up very early, and the accompanying palace servants tied his hair up, and were about to put a crown on him, when Murong Li suddenly stopped him, "Use this one."

On such a big day, Murong Li actually wanted a wooden hairpin, the palace servant hesitated for a moment, then took the hairpin and put on the hair crown for him.

Dressed neatly, Murongli opened the door, and saw Zidui already waiting in the courtyard.

Zi Duiben was telling Chief Yi Wei what to pay attention to, when he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he was shocked when he turned around.

Murongli was wearing a strong dress made of water green jacquard material with a tea-white background. The tight cuffs and front were all embroidered with water-red silk thread and silver thread. Wearing the dragon buckle inlaid with gold and jade, the whole person is both energetic and capable, dazzling and shining.

Zidui smiled slightly at the person in front of him, walked forward, and said softly, "You are very energetic."

Murong Li lowered his head slightly and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Zi Dui waved his hands, grabbed Murong Li's shoulders, and looked carefully, "It's not over yet." He smiled and waved his hands, and a palace servant came forward with a stack of red velvet satin.

Zidui smiled and lifted the two corners of the velvet satin, and shook his hands, revealing a cloak of red velvet brocade.He raised his hands, and the cloak was wrapped around Murongli's body, which just matched his body length.The cloak is mixed with gold thread in the velvet brocade thread, which shines brightly when it encounters the sun, and it is lined with a strong tea-white dress, and it looks more and more heroic in the super dust.

Zidui fastened the tie of the cloak, looked at it for a while, and smiled gently at Murongli, "Okay, let's go."

Murongli stared blankly at Zidui and forgot to keep up.

Zidui took two steps, but he didn't hear the footsteps behind him, turned around and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Are you shy after not seeing him for a long time?"

Murong Li still stared at him without blinking.

Zidui's smile froze on his lips, he lowered his head suddenly and remained silent for a moment, then he raised his head and smiled again, "Murong, let's go, otherwise Tianquan thinks that the king has changed his mind, so he should call here."

After finishing speaking, Zi Dui smiled loudly, turned around and walked out of the courtyard, Murong Li quietly looked at the fast and light figure, and smiled faintly.

Outside the post house, there are also several groups of people and horses lined up, according to the etiquette of welcoming and sending off the king of the state with colored glaze, displaying a guard of honor with chariots and horses.Wang Jia's chariot is inlaid with 72 colored glazed pieces, which symbolize the 72 envoys under the seat of the shaman God believed in by the glazed glass. The four corners of the chariot are decorated with colored glazed bells. It can spread hundreds of miles.

Murongli came all the way here in the car of Liuli King, but today...

"Can I ride a horse?" Murongli asked Zidui apologetically.

Zidui asked puzzled, "Why?"

Murong Li smiled, "I want to meet him on horseback."

Zidui suddenly realized.

Before leaving, he asked the palace servants to show Murongli the pattern of the dress, but the palace attendant reported that Murongli only wanted to dress in a simpler way. After careful questioning, he found out that Murongli thought the dress was complicated and procrastinated. He was not energetic, so he ordered someone to order the suit and cloak from the businessman from Zhongyuan.

It turned out that this man had planned to meet him on horseback from the very beginning, and when they reunited after a long absence, he wanted to take away all the frost that had been done for him, and only wanted to show him his best self.

Zi Dui nodded with a smile, and gave him his horse. After Murongli got on the horse, under the sunshine, he stood alone, dressed in snow and red robe, with star pupils looking into the distance...

For a moment, Zidui felt in a trance that this man was really an immortal of the Nine Heavens, who had been relegated to the mortal world, and now he was about to go back...

He wanted to keep him, but he couldn't say a word, because the anticipation, longing and happiness in his eyes made him unable to bear to break the smile that shone under the bright sun and the moon.

The bright sun shines in the east, the ancient roads of the Western Regions are lightly dusted, and the Liuli Wang Banner flutters in the wind.Beside the Tianquan Boundary Monument, there is a guard of honor for hundreds of miles, soldiers lined up, the axe is shiny, and the Xuanwu flag is blown by the howling wind.Before the battle, one person rode alone, and the tortoise pattern on the emperor's robe was awe-inspiring and dazzling.

Almost at the moment when the sound of carriages and horses came from ahead, Zhi Ming tightened his grip on the reins, and he just quietly stared at the place where the sound came from, until he could see the sound, and the dust was flying, as far as he could see. And, the shadows of chariots and horses moved until the figure in the scarlet flames and red robe rode his horse... towards him...

Zhi Ming's hand holding the rein tightly jerked away, and he galloped away, while the red shadow was getting faster and closer, and when they were a hundred miles away, they both stopped.

In the three years, how many wounds and tears have passed, the four eyes stare at each other, and how many words are choked.

Zhi Ming got off his horse suddenly, Murong Li watched him quietly walking towards him.Zhi Ming stopped in front of Murong Li's horse, opened his arms towards the man on the horse, his eyes shone brightly, he smiled and softly called him, "A Li, I'm here to pick you up."

Murongli smiled, the fog in his eyes made him unable to see clearly, but even if he couldn't see clearly, he was not afraid, he jumped and fell into Zhi Ming's arms.

He finally returned to his arms.

"I am back."

"Just come back."

Needless to say.

It's been three years, you'll be fine if you come back.