Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

Wang Jinzhi watched Guan Junchen sit down in front of the porch, and then turned to look at Cheng Yixuan in despair.

But despite the precarious situation, the young man seemed to have not heard Guan Junchen's previous words, holding his arm and looking at him bewilderedly.

"Xuan'er, I—"

Just as Wang Jinzhi was about to speak, Cheng Yixuan blocked his words with trembling lips that were purple with cold.How could Wang Jinzhi fail to understand what Cheng Yixuan meant, the young man obviously put life and death aside, and only wanted to die with him.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Jinzhi swallowed what he wanted to say—he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that although he was willing to sacrifice, the young man beside him would not be able to live alone.

He picked up the fox fur from the ground and covered Cheng Yixuan's body again, but he was also seriously injured, so his fingers trembled, and he clumsily tied the silk ribbon around the neck of the fox fur for a long time.

Cheng Yixuan kept looking at Wang Jinzhi, there was no fear or resentment in his pair of peach blossom eyes at this moment, what was left was only a spring of affection.It wasn't until Wang Jinzhi fastened the fox fur for him that he gently held Wang Jinzhi's hand.

Cheng Yixuan's ten fingers were cold and hard, and when Wang Jinzhi touched them, they felt as cold as ice and stinging.

His heart trembled, and he clenched the young man's hand, but he couldn't hold it warm.

Cheng Yixuan forced a smile, and struggled to move forward on the snow with his knees, so he got closer to him.

It was the first time for the two of them to interlock their fingers in front of others like this, but they didn't expect that they were kneeling side by side in the heavy snow like this.

Wang Jinzhi saw that Cheng Yixuan's white face had already lost any color from the cold, and his heart trembled. He knew that this young man had no martial arts and could not use his strength to keep warm. Kneeling in the snowstorm, he might If you can't last two hours, you will be frozen to death.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look forward again.

Under the corridor of Suyun Pavilion, the servants of the mansion had brought up two charcoal stoves that were burning vigorously, and placed them not far from Guan Junchen.

Thick animal skins were spread on the grand master's chair to keep warm, and Guan Junchen sat on it, wearing a jet-black sable fur.

His hands under the sleeves of his wide robe held a small hand stove. In the charcoal stove at his feet, several pieces of silver charcoal were burnt to a red color, and sparks shot out, making a crackling sound.

Maybe it's because of being warmed and roasted like this, people are also surrounded by a spring-like laziness and comfort.

Guan Junchen's eyes gradually became a little erratic, as if he had slipped into a sweet dream with half consciousness.

……

……

"Brother Cheng."

He vaguely heard Yan Chunxi's clear voice calling him.

"Why did you accept eighteen Heyuan sons? My father only loved my mother all his life, and he never took a single concubine. Brother Cheng, can't you be like this?"

good.I only want you alone, I don't want eighteen Mr. Heyuan.

Guan Junchen couldn't help laughing, he opened his mouth to answer, but for some reason, he couldn't make a sound.

He was so anxious that he heard himself in the dream answering in a cold voice: "Is this king giving you face? I can pet whoever I like, and I can pet 180. This palace can afford it. I want you to be a lowly official!" Slave to tell me what to do? Yan Maozhu can make a living with money when he leaves the house, but do you know that if you are kicked out, you can only be a prostitute?"

"Brother Cheng." The young man's voice seemed to be lowered, and he said aggrievedly: "I admired you when I was young, and later, even though my family was broken and my family was destroyed, I met you again. "

Guan Junchen thought: Yes, I believe it too.

Yan Chunxi continued: "You are unfair to me. I have given you my whole heart, but you treat me like a dog, you can give it away, and when you like it, you can take it back and play with it twice? Brother Cheng, I I will not be an object, nor a dog, I will only be a person who is in love with you - but you look down on me, and you can abandon me like a shoe at any time, I am really heartbroken and tired See through."

Guan Junchen trembled in fright, he wanted to argue, but he was like a dumb man, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Brother Cheng, your heart is too cold. You don't treat others as human beings, and you don't know how to love others. I just want to ask you, you only think about the identity of your master all your life. Everyone in this palace flatters you, but who would Treat you with sincerity. If things go on like this, you won't be afraid that one day you'll be old, or down and down—everyone around you will leave you, will you end up a lonely family?"

The boy's voice in the dream gradually became agitated, and in the end, he stopped every word like thunder.

"Who dares?! Who dares to leave this king?!"

Cold sweat trickled down Guan Junchen's back. He was startled and angry, but he felt as if he was tightly bound in place by layers of spider webs, and he could neither stand up nor make a sound.

The words "lonely family and widowed person" sounded like a muffled thunder above his head.

"Brother Cheng," Yan Chunxi's voice suddenly softened, there seemed to be pity in his voice, and there seemed to be a trace of pity for him, and he said softly: "I'm leaving, and I will never come back."

His voice became more and more ethereal, as if his people were slowly walking away step by step, the last few words were like snowflakes in the north wind, falling far away by Guan Junchen's ears.

"Brother Cheng, you have to take care of yourself."

……

Do not--!

Guan Junchen hissed in his dream.

He suddenly opened his eyes, only to feel that his eyes were moist, and in front of him was Shuanglin's concerned face.

"My lord, are you asleep?"

The boy took out a silk scarf from his cuff and gently wiped his forehead: "It seems like I dreamed something."

Guan Junchen didn't move at all, just stared at Shuanglin, and after a long time, he said slowly: "How long has it been?"

"It's about a cup of tea." Shuanglin replied, "My lord is too tired... It's no wonder that you have worked so hard these days, and you have rebelled against Guanshi Wang and Mr. Cheng. Tonight, tonight let Shuang Lin waits for you to rest earlier."

"It's only a cup of tea." Guan Junchen said in a daze.

But in his dream, it seemed like a long, long time had passed.

He had heard before that people would become lethargic when they were old, and many elderly people died in their dreams, and there would still be a smile on the corner of their mouths, as if they were quite satisfied.Buddhism calls it the Land of Ultimate Bliss in the West, where it is naturally peaceful.

Now that I think about it, it might not be so explained.

It is a big dream in the world, and others are happy. It must be the most comforting thing in life dreamed at the time of death. Maybe it is the youthful spirit, maybe it is the smile of the girl you love under the Yanliu Bridge, or maybe it is the first sip of good wine. The smooth taste of the liver.

Guan Junchen suddenly thought, if he also arrives on such a day——

He will naturally meet Yan Chunxi in his dream.

……

The heavy snow in Chang'an seemed to be falling more and more heavily, and after a while, the clothes of Wang Jinzhi and Cheng Yixuan, who were kneeling on the ground, were covered with snowflakes.

"Brother Jin...I'm cold."

Cheng Yixuan murmured.

His lips were already cracked, but the weather was so cold that he couldn't even bleed out, and the snow flakes hanging on the tips of his eyebrows had gradually condensed into white frost.

At the beginning, his cheeks were pale from the cold, but now that the cold has passed, his cheekbones turned red like frostbite. He was obviously a little delirious, and he muttered in his mouth: " It's so cold, it hurts...Brother Jin..."

Cheng Yixuan was thinking like this, his body swayed, and suddenly he fell into Wang Jinzhi's arms.

"Xuan'er!"

As soon as Wang Jinzhi hugged Cheng Yixuan tightly, a look of panic appeared on his face. Although the boy in his arms was unbearably cold, his skin was covered with a layer of mysterious purple color.

Ignoring Guan Junchen who was still watching, he hurriedly took off his outer shirt, leaving only a thin layer of silk on his body, and the frost, snow and cold wind caused severe pain like a sharp knife on his body.

Wang Jinzhi understood that Cheng Yixuan's whispered pain was naturally because of this.

He was so cold that his hands and feet were stiff, and it took him a long time just to wrap Cheng Yixuan with his coat again, but how could this coat resist the severe cold.He was so frightened that he reached in and stroked Cheng Yixuan's body, only to feel that the lower body of the boy kneeling in the snow was as stiff as a stone, and if he stayed in the snow like this, it wouldn't be long, even if Cheng Yixuan was not dead, his lower limbs would be frozen Necrosis, the shaking of these legs is about to fail.

Wang Jinzhi put his arms around Cheng Yixuan, and used his own true energy to move in from behind.

He already had internal injuries, and during this exercise, he felt like needles pricking a few big points on his chest, but he couldn't care about it at this time.

Cheng Yixuan was warmed by Wang Jinzhi's yang heat, and he calmed down a little.

He leaned in Wang Jinzhi's arms, looked up at Wang Jinzhi's anxious face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Jinzhi, am I still alive?"

When Wang Jin heard this, he nodded abruptly: "Xuan'er, Xuan'er is still alive."

When he said this, his eyes turned red, and he was about to shed tears. He choked up and said, "I'm useless, I'm useless...Xuan'er, you followed me, but I tired you and suffered. You agree Leave me alone, let me die for you, you can live well, can't you?"

Cheng Yixuan slowly stretched out his hand to wipe off the frost and snow on Wang Jinzhi's hair and temples, but the snow fell so heavily that after one layer was wiped off, it was immediately covered with new snow, how could he wipe it all away.

The two of them hugged each other in the heavy snow, maybe not long after, the snow covered layer after layer, and they hugged each other forever like this.

Cheng Yixuan remembered the two snowmen they built in the courtyard last night. He once told Wang Jinzhi that these two snowmen, one tall and one short, cuddled together, just like us.

Unexpectedly, the word became absurd.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yixuan couldn't help but smiled softly: "Silly brother, how could this be your fault."

"Xuan'er had no one to rely on and left his hometown. He was first sold to Nanhou, and then brought into the palace. Although he had no worries about food and clothing, he was always worried and terrified all day long. People said that Nuwa Tuan Making people out of soil, I always thought, yes, Xuan’er is like a ball of mud. After being squeezed out randomly, I threw it in this world and drifted. Only after following you, I felt that I was squeezed out Maybe it's not for the sake of suffering... I am, I was born to live. Now that I have truly lived, naturally I am not afraid of death."

Although he was so cold that his body was weak, but there was tender love and compassion in his eyes, and he said softly: "Brother Jin, Xuan Erben also thought that it was me, I was tired of you... that caused you to do it again." If you can't be the steward of this palace, you won't be able to fulfill the loyalty in your heart. You and I, the one who deserves to be damned is me. But now, there is really no need to say this sentence. Between you and me, there is no one who hurts the other, let alone There is no such thing as living alone—brother Jinzhi, I have never disobeyed half a sentence of your words, but this time, Xuan'er can't agree to you. Listen to me, okay? Just listen to me this time... …

"Let's go together, to Naihe Bridge, without drinking Mengpo soup..."

Cheng Yixuan smiled slightly.

As he spoke, he gradually lost his strength and his head drooped limply.

Wang Jinzhi exerted his internal strength twice again, but it was useless.

"what……!"

He hugged the young man whose body was gradually getting weaker and colder, and howled miserably, suddenly felt like a helpless child, and couldn't help crying loudly.

In the world, he was the only one left kneeling in the snow alone.

……

"He's not dead yet."

Wang Jinzhi cried until his eyes were blurred, and he heard a person speaking coldly in a trance.

He rubbed his eyes fiercely, and saw a pair of black official boots in front of him, and above that was a noble satin robe with brocade and coiled dragon pattern. He raised his head suddenly, and saw Guan Junchen standing in front of him, looking at him indifferently and said.

"I said, I will save one life for the two of you, how about it, have you made your choice?"

Wang Jinzhi looked at him with red eyes, and suddenly, with a backhand palm, he hit his own Tianling Gai hard!

His move is aimed at himself, it is very difficult for others to guard against, seeing that he must be dead.

But after all, Wang Jinzhi had been frozen in the snow for a long time, and his shots were not as quick as in the past. Guan Junchen's eyes flashed sharply, and he made a grabbing gesture with his right hand, and took off Wang Jinzhi's wrist joint.

Wang Jinzhi let out a muffled snort, with his hand hanging limply by his side, he still barely held Cheng Yixuan with the other hand, looked at Guan Junchen and said word by word: "My lord, I would like to follow you for most of my life as a servant, except for this matter, Ask yourself if you are loyal to you and will not waver for a day, there is nothing I can do to you. Could it be that now, even a whole corpse cannot be left behind?"

Guan Junchen looked down at Wang Jinzhi.

They have known each other for most of their lives, and he has never seen Wang Jinzhi look at him with such a strange look, and he even had to think a little before he understood——

Yes, that is hate.

He hated him.

Guan Junchen felt a sudden pain in his heart, and he said in a low voice: "Wang Jinzhi, this king treats you well, not only as a servant, but as a brother and sister, don't you know? What is the current situation of this king? Don't you know? Why, why did you betray this king at this time...?!"

When he finished speaking, he was so excited that he even raised the end of his voice: "How long have you lied to this king? You like Cheng Yixuan, so why can't you tell this king frankly that this king may not be generous? Could it be that you have a wrong intention? Do you want this king to be humiliated?"

"My lord, you said that you don't call me a servant, but a brother."

Wang Jinzhi knelt on the ground, his face was covered with a thin layer of frost and snow, and because of the fierce expression under the great compassion, he looked a little scary, and said solemnly: "Do you really think so?"

"In the 38th year of Linqing, the lord was patrolling the area in northern Shaanxi. There was an assassin with extremely high martial arts skills. I would like to block a sword for you. You would lose your life by a small margin. This scar is still there today."

Wang Jinzhi tore open the silk shirt, and there was a hideous scar on his left chest, which was only a hair's breadth away from his heart. It was obvious how terrible the situation was.

Guan Junchen's eyes narrowed slightly, he still remembered the danger that year, Wang Jinzhi fell in front of him bleeding profusely, he only thought that Wang Jinzhi was dead at that time, and quietly swore in his heart that he would repay Wang Jinzhi's great kindness.

"In the last years of Linqing, the king of Xiang was in critical condition—the prince of Jin took Xin'er to Gusu and rushed two thousand miles away. He changed horses without changing people. He ran away and killed four strong horses, but Jinzhi didn't rest day and night. The son was delivered to King Xiang in time. At that time, Jinzhi understood that if the prince intercepted this letter, you would be in a bad situation. Jinzhi had made up his mind that if someone intercepted and Jinzhi was defeated, Jinzhi would immediately destroy his trust and commit suicide , will never tire you. Do you still remember this incident?"

Guan Junchen remained silent, he naturally remembered that sending the letter back then was actually a desperate effort.If he doesn't look for Wang Jinzhi, he doesn't know who to look for, because Wang Jinzhi is the person he trusts the most.

"My lord, you and I are so friendly, but how much do you remember about the past...now? If it is true as you said, I know the brotherhood between you and me, why don't you dare to ask you to mention Mr. Cheng?" The prince asks himself, if I mention it, will you agree, or will you be angry? If you are angry, will you kill Mr. Cheng, and can Jin Zhi afford to gamble? At this time last year, the prince locked Mr. Cheng's hands , asked Jinzhi to look at him naked to test and tease him, do you remember this incident?"

Guan Junchen's heart trembled.

His mind was in chaos, he had been immersed in being let down just now, but at this moment he suddenly thought about how he would react if Wang Jinzhi asked him, and thought over and over again.

At that moment, he felt cold sweat, because he knew it himself, and he himself didn't know how he would react, he didn't know, let alone allow it generously.

Wang Jinzhi asked again: "My lord said that I have a brotherly relationship with me, but I have been with you for nearly 20 years, devoted myself to my duties, and managed the affairs of the palace. Do you still remember that in a few years, I will actually be close to age. I haven't been married for many years, and I have never had a person I like, has the prince ever asked or cared?"

His words were quite extreme, but to Guan Junchen's ears, it was like being hit hard.

Yes, he never thought about it, never asked.

"My lord, you are a superior person, so you only have the feelings of a superior person. Although I am sincerely willing to go through life and death for you, it may not necessarily be a kindness. However, if I sincerely betray you and deceive you, it is an unforgivable crime."

Wang Jinzhi said calmly: "The brotherhood you keep talking about is actually just a little bit of kinship, isn't it? You can see this clearly, so you are cautious in your words and deeds, and why do you deceive yourself? ?”

……

Why bother to deceive yourself?

Guan Junchen originally had complaints and secret hatred in his heart, but when Wang Jinzhi said these words, he was speechless for a moment.

He had always thought that he treated Wang Jin kindly, but now Wang Jin said so many things, but it was really hard to refute.

For more than ten years, he has indeed never cared about Wang Jinzhi's family, nor thought about Wang Jinzhi's mood; Wang Jinzhi was willing to risk his life to save him from serious injuries and take risks for him. Of course, he is not unmoved at the moment.

It's just that time passed by, and the mood at that time was weak after all.

Guan Junchen has always valued Wang Jinzhi, but now, it is hard to tell whether what he values ​​is the friendship...or the loyalty that Wang Jinzhi presented to him.

He used to always feel that he was betrayed, so he was very angry.But now this betrayal, but I also feel a little unstable.But once this momentum falters, he feels suddenly tired.

"In your opinion, this king has always been ruthless and betrayed you."

He said in a low voice, when he said these words, he lost a little momentum, but a little more desolate, and he also felt quite boring.

"If the prince only treats him as a servant, he can't be said to have failed."

Wang Jinzhi hugged Cheng Yixuan tightly, what he said earlier was quite harsh when he was in a desperate situation.

But looking down at the young man whose face and lips were purple from the cold in his arms, he felt panic and uneasiness in his heart, coupled with his usual respect for Guan Junchen, when he raised his head again, his tone seemed weak and pleading again : "But, but if the prince... can still have such a little affection for Jinzhi..."

As he spoke, his tone dropped abruptly, and he said in a trembling voice: "I have never asked the lord for anything in my life, just, just this one..."

"You like him that much?"

Guan Junchen looked at Cheng Yixuan who was in Wang Jinzhi's arms with his eyes tightly closed, and asked in a daze.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't watched Process Yixuan properly.This young man was also very favored at the beginning, which is not surprising - the most beautiful and pure lady in Jinling was bought into the mansion by him at a high price, and his temperament is soft and obedient, so naturally he is quite fond of it.

But it was strange to say that when he asked this sentence, he suddenly realized that he had never really liked this boy at all.

When he spoiled Cheng Yixuan, he only had fun for himself, he never cared about Cheng Yixuan;

There were also a few times when he watched Cheng Yixuan turn his back on his back and cry quietly with red eyes, and he also vaguely knew that the teenager's parents had long forgotten and was alone, but he never bothered to ask.

In fact, he has been on the battlefield for decades, what a top man he is.Cheng Yixuan has always known how frightened and fearful Cheng Yixuan lived in his palace, but he didn't bother to take it to heart.

Wang Jinzhi was absolutely right.

His heart is cold, he never treats Cheng Yixuan as a real person, he has never cherished it, let alone cared about it.

That being the case, why bother to blame the young man for being estranged from him.

Wang Jinzhi heard a different meaning from what he said before, and could not help but rubbed his knees from the wind and snow: "My lord, Jinzhi likes Mr. Cheng."

"No, Jinzhi doesn't just like him—" Wang Jinzhi was so cold that his fingers were covered with a thin layer of frost, he grabbed Guan Junchen's sleeve, shook his head vigorously, and hissed: "If you treat him like Jinzhi, just treat him as soon as possible." Just like the lord treats Young Master Yan, life after life, without regrets. I beg the lord to be fulfilled, beg the lord to be fulfilled..."

Guan Junchen lowered his head and looked at Wang Jinzhi. At that moment, he suddenly saw himself in Wang Jinzhi's tearful eyes.

He remembered that he was wagging his tail at the feet of Zhou Yingdi, begging for mercy, and only begged the emperor of Zhou to spare his sweetheart.

He remembered that he had been domineering all his life, but now, he couldn't even save the life of Tan Menglin, a Confucian scholar.

In the temples of the Great Zhou Dynasty, how many people shed their blood, and how many people died in their dreams.

Nobles or servants.

In front of power, all are ants.

There was a great sadness hitting Guan Junchen's chest——

In a trance, he suddenly thought, what is the purpose of all this, and when should it continue.

Guan Junchen turned his head away, he was afraid that he would be unable to control himself even if he looked at Wang Jinzhi more often.

"Go, go and heal your injuries." When he said this, he shook off Wang Jinzhi's hand, but his voice trembled slightly and drifted away in the cold wind.

As he spoke, he slammed his palm into the air at the two snowmen snuggling up by the side of the path.

The pure white snow stubble "jumped" all over the sky, and then slowly fluttered and fell.

Guan Junchen turned his back to Wang Jinzhi, and wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his fingers in embarrassment.

He paused word by word and said: "After it is cured, take Cheng Yixuan to this king and leave, and never come back."

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord..."

Behind him, Wang Jinzhi said repeatedly, and then there was a sound of rustling footsteps hurriedly going further and further away.

……

Guan Junchen stood in the heavy snow, neither looked back nor moved.

He himself didn't quite understand why he let Wang Jinzhi and Cheng Yixuan go.

He was not a gentle person, not to mention that this was the loneliest time of his life, when his loved one left and his relatives were betrayed, but he made the biggest decision in his life.

He thought for a long time, and when the snow stopped, he finally found the answer——

He just pities.

With compassion in my heart, I can see the suffering of all beings.

Compassion is the only trace of humanity left in him.

After all, he was reluctant to throw it away.