Li Chaoyi's Anecdote

grow up.

King Wei shook his head in frustration when he saw him rarely, and couldn't help showing a smile.

The emperor noticed that there was someone behind him, and turned his head slowly, but his hands were still on the strings of the pipa.

"So it's the fourth brother, why don't you ask someone to notify you." His voice was a little jerky, and his eyes were slightly sluggish, as if he hadn't fully woken up.

Li Yan stepped forward and said: "Sanlang once said to me that even though he is in the palace, he should imitate his brothers in the folk, and there is no need to be rigid all the time. How can a younger brother come to see an older brother, and still need someone to spread the word among them?"

Yi Ze was stunned for a moment, then said: "You are quite right... I like it very much when you say that."

Li Yan took two steps forward, took the pipa from the emperor's hand, and said casually: "Sanlang, your fingering is wrong, this should be..." He plucked it twice casually, and the silk strings made a pleasant sound.

"But this?" The emperor followed suit.

"No, go down two more fingers."

"in this way?"

"No, it's still not right..." Li Yan simply took the emperor's hand, "here we use Na..." He suddenly felt light in his palm, looked down, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock. It was pulled down out of thin air.

There was no bone or blood at the broken place, Li Yan raised his eyes and saw Yi with a smile on his lips.

He suddenly took a few steps back, drew his sword in his hand, and said sharply: "Where is the monster, how dare you pretend to be the emperor!" While speaking, he raised the sword and slashed at the top of the man's head, countless metal and wood pieces flew into the air from the section Flying out, jingling and rolling to the ground, at this time, the sound of "be merciful under the sword" was long overdue.

Li Yan saw a man running out from behind the screen, about 30 years old, with long brown hair tied into a messy ponytail, casually placed behind his head, his skin and eyebrows were full of weathered shadows, as if he had been traveling outside for a long time Time, there are still some unshaven stubble on the chin.

Although a little rough, it looks very energetic.

Li Yan looked at him vigilantly: "Who are you?"

The man didn't look at him, but stared at the pile of debris on the ground with regret: "You boy, why didn't you listen to me when I told you to stop! Do you know how much effort I spent to make this Yanjia?" People? Alas... alas...it seems that we have to start all over again."

"How dare you be so rude to this king!" Li Yan was angry from the heart, and he swung his sword, and he cut through the air. Xiao, why is your temper so big? He likes to point a sword at people at every turn, but...it's quite similar to your brother back then..."

"Nonsense!" Li Yan swung his sword again, splitting the table case and the pipa on it in half, only to hear the man shout: "Hey, Yi Ze, when are you going to see it? Want me to die under the sword of this little lunatic?"

"You disappeared for ten years without any reason, and you never sent a single letter. You deserved to die like this, and you have to learn a lesson."

Li Yan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, the long sword had fallen into the hands of the man, he tensed his back, stretched out his hand stiffly and said: "Give it back to me."

The man giggled, and he didn't know what to do, the light flashed between his fingers, and the fine steel sword turned into a lively wooden bird, chirping non-stop.

"Children should play with children's things. How about wielding swords and swords all day long? Look at this Yanjia bird of mine. It's smart and obedient. It can also sing songs to relieve your boredom. Would you like to play with it?"

"Who cares about your scraps of copper and iron?"

"You kid is so ignorant, how dare you say that the master's masterpiece is broken copper and iron!" The man stretched out two fingers to pinch Li Yan's face, he struck so fast that the fourth prince did not avoid it.

"You... Presumptuous! This king ordered Saburo to put you to death!"

"Okay, don't fight with either of you." The emperor stepped out from behind the curtain. He was dressed in casual clothes, his long hair was tied with a plain ribbon, and he didn't even wear a crown. He walked straight between the two of them. .He first looked at Li Yan, then at the person opposite, and then smiled, "Fourth brother, this is what I often mentioned to you before, the number one Yanshi in this dynasty, there is no difference in joy."

The man blushed: "Why is the first not the first, I'm still far behind."

"It's been ten years since I left Liuyue City."

"It was 11 years and eight months. I remember it very clearly."

The emperor sent Li Yan away, and picked up the two pieces of the pipa on the ground. The four strings were all broken, and they couldn't be put together.Yi carefully put those fragments in a box, and sighed: "This is a gift from an old friend. It's a pity to stay by my side for many years..."

Le Wuyi said: "If you like it, I can find a way to fix it."

The emperor just shook his head: "This thing is broken in front of my eyes, even if you fix it, I will never forget how it looked at that time."

"Seeing how old you are, why are you still so awkward."

"I see you haven't changed."

"No," Da Yanshi stroked the jagged stubble on his lower lip, "I'm old, here, look, I have wrinkles on my forehead." "I have them too."

Wuyi took a closer look: "Your's is not as much as mine...nor as deep as mine."

The emperor closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Where have you been all these years, I sent many people to look for it, but there is no news at all."

Wuyi flicked her fluffy ponytail and sat cross-legged on the ground: "I'm going to practice."

What he said next, until a long time later, the emperor can still clearly recall it.

"After reading the volume of atlas left by the master, I realized that this world is so big, and there are so many things I don't understand... Maybe I can't learn from the past and the present like the master, and study heaven and man, but I still want to I want to try, if I try my best in this life, how far can I go...or...how far can I get close to Master."

"In the past 11 years, I have been to many places and met many interesting people and things. By the way, have you ever seen a butterfly as big as a human being born from the ice of the extreme north, but it is full of fire. Their eyes contain spiritual power, and they are the best material for making Yanjia... these things have never been heard of by the old gentlemen of the Natural History Society, but the master knew it 100 years ago... 100 years, how long do I have to run? Quick, how long will it take to catch up..."

It's like talking endlessly. It seems that he hasn't had such a serious conversation with anyone for a long time. He can't wait to pour out all the knowledge in his head. Yi Ze also listens patiently, and asks him from time to time. People brought in the finished cakes.

It didn't know when it started to rain outside, and there was a rustling sound when it hit the glazed tiles, like thousands of silkworms wriggling, spitting dead, and cocooning.Wuyi suddenly fell silent, and in the amber eyes, a little light dimmed and then brightened again.

"I think... I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him in this life."

11

The two were relatively silent for a while, only to hear the emperor slowly say: "It's no different, I ask you, can you create a fantasy city of memories?"

"Yinnian... Huancheng?" Wuyi was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "It was mentioned in the scroll left by Master, but it's too complicated, and it's useless to make it, so I never tried it. What, Yi Ze, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I always have a dream recently..."

12

There are only three things in the emperor's dream: the red wall, the raging fire and the hibiscus tree.He also had this dream occasionally when he was a child, and it has gradually increased over the years.

The emperor had visited many experts to inquire about this matter, but none of them could give an answer.Only a wandering Taoist said that it might be the memory of the previous life, but for some reason, the lingering entanglement has been preserved in this life.

"You want me to create a fantasy city of remembrance to see my past life?"

Yi Ze nodded: "Can you do it?"

Wu Yi held his chin and thought for a while: "If you want, I will give it a try. But... Yi Ze..." He still didn't say some words.

What is the use of knowing what is long gone?

13

The emperor had a deep talk with Yanshi all night, and he didn't fall asleep until early in the morning. It was no different from trekking in the mountains for many years, and he couldn't fall asleep again when the hour came. Holding the clothes in his arms, he gently pushed the door and went out.

As soon as he poked his head out, he felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face. The fourth prince was wearing a short coat and was dancing swords in the court.At this moment, the light rain has not stopped, there are still water marks on the ground, and the boy's hair is full of dew.

It's like watching for a while with folded arms in the corridor. Li Yan's swordsmanship has been taught by the emperor himself since he was a child.It's just that the young man's temperament is very different from that of the emperor back then, and the same sword technique has a different taste.

At this time, Li Yan turned around and swung out six swords in a row. He couldn't help but praise him. He saw the young man's shoulder move, urging the sword light to slash down. He just stood there, motionless, watching the sword stop Half an inch from the tip of the nose.

14

"If your Saburo uses this sword, he will not stop."

15

Li Yan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He bumped Wuyi away with his shoulder and broke into the emperor's bedroom.First came the voice of Xu Xu talking, and then the boy's voice became high, as if he was trying to argue something, and then the room suddenly fell silent, and there was no more sound.

Wu Yi stood at the door for a long while before seeing the fourth prince come out with a happy face.

"While you are still useful, do it well." Li Yan smiled and patted Wuyi on the shoulder.

16

It's like starting to build a city for the emperor, every brick, every tile, every plant and tree, all built by him.

He wants to build a tower reaching the sky in the city, climb up to get a glimpse of the way of heaven.

More than a hundred years ago, his master built