Li Chaoyi's Anecdote

thinking, but not speaking.

"If you don't believe me, go in and see for yourself."

43

Just like revealing his identity to several nurses, he brought Yi Ze through the gate, and the moonlight in the old garden was still there, which seemed to be the same as before.Yi still remembered that there were a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the corner, but at a glance, there were only dead branches and leaves.He turned to the side of the rockery again, only to see a white tree stump.

For some reason, Yi Ze suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if someone forcibly took something from him and could never get it back.He took a few steps forward, bent down and touched the tree stump, and felt a tingling pain where he touched it, as if it had just been cut off recently.

"After you left home, I sent someone back to look at it. At that time, the tree was only so thick that ten fingers could close it." Yi stretched out his hand and gestured in the air, "If I knew this, I should have sent someone to look at it. with..."

Wuyi said as if nothing had happened: "It's just a tree, why should you care so much?"

Hearing this, the emperor suddenly sneered and said: "At the beginning, Zuo Pushe taught me to read, and when he talked about trees like this, how can people be so embarrassing, he always burst into tears and couldn't speak. I was still young at that time, and I didn't understand the meaning. To this day, I understand a little bit." After saying that, he turned around and left alone.

44

After returning to the palace, the emperor fell ill and said that he did not see anyone, even His Royal Highness King Wei was turned away.Someone saw the Fourth Prince standing in front of the Immortal Pavilion, and called Sanlang a few times in aggrieved manner. After a long while, a strange servant came out and said slowly, Your Majesty is asleep. "Tao Te Ching", let you read more and talk less.

Li Yan held the book in both hands, neither receiving nor dropping it.The little servant smiled and leaned into his ear and said, this book is full of more than five thousand words, every word is copied by His Majesty himself, look, the ink on it is not dry yet.Li Yan smiled and left happily.

The waiter looked at the boy's back and sighed, then turned around and saw another person approaching not far away, with disheveled hair tied into a ponytail and a dirty package on his back.Before he could speak, the man stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and said, "Little eunuch, I'm asking you about something... the one inside... how is it now?"

The little servant didn't recognize him: "Who are you?"

The man patted his chest: "I'm here to treat His Majesty."

"Your Majesty has said that if there is no call, someone who claims to be an imperial doctor will come and beat him out of the palace immediately."

"You are really good..." The man muttered, untied the package and stuffed it into the waiter's arms, "This is a panacea for his illness, it will have immediate effect, and the medicine will cure him soon."

45

It's like standing under the sun for a long time before someone from the palace invited him in.As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he saw Emperor Yize in a Hu suit, leaning on the soft couch by the window, playing with a pipa—not the broken one.

Wuyi said: "You are lazy and pretend to be sick, beware of others saying that you are playful and lose your mind."

Yi Ze didn't lift his head and said: "The weather has been good these few years, the country has no major affairs, and the ministers in the court are all smart and capable people. I'm afraid they all hope that I will be sick for a few more days, so I can show my skills, so why come more?" Meddling with other people's business? It's just right, and it can also give me a good reputation for being a leader."

"After all, you always have your reasons." Wu Yi walked to the couch and sat down next to him, "Have you read everything I sent in?"

"It's dark and heavy, and its appearance is ugly."

"I knew you would say that... Forget it, as a Yanshi, you have to learn to endure the helplessness of ordinary people..."

Yi Ze flicked his five fingers on the string, swallowing the word in his mouth, and then changed his mouth: "My memory of the fantasy city is short of one last thing."

46

Yi once thought that he is the son of heaven, rich in the world, and everything in the world is in his hands, but this thing that is no different baffles him.

According to Yanshi, if you want to build a fantasy city of reminiscences that can see your past life, you must use the objects of your past life that are closely related to you as your magnetic pole. What is immortal.

The emperor looked out of the window, and it was full of purples and reds, singing and dancing birds, but in two months, when the north wind picked up, all these things would be gone.

"Yi Ze... why don't you let it go like this..."

"You knew this would happen, right?" The emperor's voice seemed to come from far away, "I knew it would happen, but you didn't tell me."

It was like being at a loss for words for a while, and finally said: "Yes, I knew it from the beginning."

"Very good." The emperor nodded, put down the pipa, and said slowly, "There is a sandalwood box behind the soft pillow at the head of my bed, please fetch it for me."

"What's in it, so heavy?" Wu Yi weighed it casually, and there was a dull sound of gold and wood colliding in the box.

"You'll know when you open it yourself."

47

There is an exquisite lock with seven orifices on the box, if you make a wrong step, you will not be able to open it again, but this is not a problem for Wu Yi, he pressed the two sides of the lock and turned it lightly, only heard a click, The wooden box opened in response.

"This is……"

A piece of shiny silver gun head was lying quietly in the box.

"Blowing hair and breaking hair, diving into the abyss... This is the dragon soul gun!"

Yi Ze flicked the tip of the gun with his fingers, and said with a smile, "It's been eight years, haven't you had enough sleep?"

It was no different to see that the tip of the gun trembled a few times and let out a thin hiss, as if a stone was thrown into the extremely still water, causing tiny ripples in circles.After a while, a little bit of light burst out from the jagged gap, dancing up and down around the tip of the gun like a firefly, rising higher and higher, and finally gathered into a juvenile figure. He stretched leisurely, opened his eyes silently, and looked at Yi Ze .

"It turns out that there really is a gun soul in this world... even the master only mentioned it in the book, and never saw it with his own eyes..."

Yi Ze beckoned to the gun soul, and he perched obediently on the emperor's shoulder. The two faces, complexion and facial features were like two leaves growing from the same vine, both alike and not alike.

Gun Soul's lips moved: "You...you..."

"I haven't seen you for many years, but you have learned to speak?"

"You...are..." It was still a bit reluctant.

Yi Ze said, "I've lived in that small box for so many years, can I change it for you now?"

The gun soul looked at the emperor, looked at the emperor again, turned into a golden light, and got into the black armor.

This change will be tantamount to being dumbfounded, and he said: "Who is he...?"

"I don't know either," the emperor casually threw the sandalwood box out of the window and fell into the lake, making a dull splash, "but as soon as I saw him, I felt that I must be destined to him, perhaps from the previous life." , or maybe... the next life."

48

It was no different looking at the Yanjia, a layer of shiny luster had appeared on the dark surface, and one could tell that there was a strong accumulation of spiritual power at a glance. He heard the emperor say: "I didn't expect that this half of the broken spear was actually There is still a day when it will come in handy...you...don't let me down."

"You have to believe, that's the last thing I want to happen." After Wuyi finished speaking, she left with Yanjia in her arms.

49

The leisure time passed quickly, and it was late autumn in a blink of an eye. The emperor counted the time and found that he hadn't seen Wuyi for more than two months. He heard that the man renovated the old house of Yuefu, and he was busy here all day long. What.The emperor didn't ask too many questions, but often took out the golden unicorn to play with.He also noticed that there was a secret spiritual power flowing on the unicorn, which was warm and warm, just like that person.

One day in the middle of the night, the moon was as big as a bucket, and the emperor was awakened by a noise in his sleep. He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that wherever he could see, the carved beams and painted buildings, the pavilions and the waterside pavilions all faded, mottled and decayed at a speed that could be discerned by the naked eye.

Wildflowers were growing under the window sills, moss was overflowing under the eaves, and a layer of mist as thin as cicada's wings slowly enveloped the city of Chang'an. Yi knew that it was a success, and he made the whole capital fall into the dream of the emperor's previous life.

50

Yi put on his clothes and got up, walking alone.

The beacon tower, which has never been used since the fall of the previous dynasty, is now filled with smoke and dust, and the thick black smoke pillars are like several dying dragons, rushing straight into the sky, and the scorching flames that rise up red half the sky.

The high and steep city wall that has gone through several dynasties, like a trapped animal, let out a low moan, and in the firelight, Yi Ze could even clearly see the silhouettes of people falling from above.

He has seen cities turn to dust and tribes disappear, but he has never personally experienced a real war or the collapse of a dynasty.

At this time, Yi saw a person rushing out of a majestic palace with disheveled hair and staggering steps. He tripped over a dead branch and fell to the ground within a few steps.Yi Ze subconsciously stretched out his hand to help, and suddenly a thunder flashed, illuminating the man's face, eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, as if they had been finely grated by a grate, revealing every detail.

Yi felt his heart shudder, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head in the cold winter months.

"Who... are you..." He knew that he couldn't hear in the fantasy city of Yi Nian, but he still asked.

51

The man got up, took two steps forward, suddenly paused for a moment, then turned around and ran towards the tower.

Yi followed him and ran along with him among the ruined walls, watching him panting up the steep stone steps, stumbled and followed each step, with his knees and elbows propped on the wet muddy brick wall, stained with a cloud of darkness. of gray.He flung himself upon the battlements with utter heroism, but retreated the instant he reached them.

It wasn't cowardice, and it had nothing to do with regret. It was like a string was broken in my heart, and it couldn't be continued.

Yi stopped behind him, looked over his shoulder, and saw the man under the city wall, a young man in white clothes and a white horse.

So it was like this... Yi Ze thought, all the secrets are here.

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