The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Later generations recorded that on this day, it was the Jiangling Fengzi Camp that retreated and was attacked. However, no one said which army was ambushing them in the dark night. It was only based on public speculation. .

The people of Jiangling had all evacuated to Liucheng, the city was empty, until the next day, soldiers and horses who came back one after another found that the military division in their residence had no breath.Beside him, a young fortune-teller was guarding him. He had already fainted due to lack of energy. For some reason, he was firmly holding a jade pen that was broken into two pieces, and he never let go.

When Hua Jue woke up the next day, her mind felt empty and she couldn't remember anything.When he remembered, he had already been pushed back by someone he didn't know: "Xiao Mister, take a good rest, there's nothing to do now."

He looked out the window and found exhausted soldiers sitting in twos and threes in the courtyard, leaning on each other to fall asleep.They were tied with white silk on their heads, arms and arms, which was a bit eye-catching.

The stranger by his side said in a hoarse voice: "He used to be our young admiral, and he never took us with us after he entered the city lord's mansion. Although the world says he is a broken sleeve, committed to thanking his family, but we only recognize him Him and the mayor."

Hua Jue lowered her head and didn't make a sound.

The man stretched out his bruised hand and handed him a piece of paper: "He used to always tell his brothers that he died on the battlefield, and no one made a wish. We have never read a book and cannot read. I hope Mr. Hua Xiao You help me write."

Hua Jue said, "Okay."

He got out of bed with the paper.His whole body was sore, but there was no injury, because Sang Yi blocked him tightly.Sitting at the table, he just felt empty in his heart, unable to write.

There was no one around him, Xiaofenghuang and Hua Dabao were separated from him, Xuanlong was still in Beijing, and said he would come back next summer.

Hua Jue habitually wanted to touch the pen, but suddenly remembered that the judge's pen, which was originally indestructible no matter how much it was smashed, had been broken, and she became dazed for a while.

He couldn't think of going to the opposite house to get an ordinary pen, and he couldn't think of asking for an inkstone. He bit his index finger hard, biting through the flesh, and began to write slowly with blood. .Halfway through writing, the blood dried up, and he bit the original wound again as if he didn't know the pain.

Such a good person, how can he write books?He didn't know the first half of Mr. Sang's life, he only remembered how this man walked over with an umbrella with a white background dotted with ink, and protected his life full of haze since childhood from the rain.Hua Jue didn't know what she had written all along, but she only remembered that her eyes became dizzy later, and she only remembered four words.

Life should not die, life should not die.

Why would such a person die?

An epitaph and a letter, the former remained in his hands, and the latter was sent to the capital.Hua Jue didn't dare to think about what the city lord would look like when he heard the news. At the end of writing, his fingers ached sharply, and only then did he regain his sanity.He walked out in a daze, and handed the letter into the hands of others.

Then I became dazed and sat for a whole day.

However, he only had time to rest for one day, and more wounded and patients were sent back one after another. Dr. Shao brought back his little phoenix and the fat-headed cat. Okay, and then continue to help the hospital treat patients.He had never seen so many injured people, and Jiangling had never had so many new graves.

Hua Jue thought he had spent many years, but someone told him: "Mr. Xiao, it's been a whole night, go and rest."

Hua Jue then went to take a rest, but woke up again after not sleeping for a few hours, vaguely heard people coming and going around her, someone yelling anxiously.

He could hear that it should be a good thing, because people had smiles on their faces.He stood up in a daze, found a person to ask, and saw the person shaking his hand excitedly: "Master Sang! Master Sang is fine, it's just a weakness of breath, and he has woken up now!"

"Awake?" Hua Jue was a little slow, still chewing these two words slowly, but was dragged in by someone. A group of people did not dare to disturb the patient, and only dared to stand outside the screen and listen to the doctor's pulse.

Dr. Shao said: "Little Sangji is a man of heaven, and his life is safe. He will probably get out of bed after a few days of rest."

Hua Jue in the back didn't listen carefully, with ups and downs, the experience of the past few days seemed to have exhausted his emotions, and couldn't arouse any waves in his heart, only vaguely felt that a big stone fell to the ground in his heart.He went out and saw the toppled dead tree in the back garden. Suddenly, he walked over by a ghost, and wrote two words on it with blood on his unhealed wound: "Fengchun."

He also couldn't tell what he wanted to do, probably because his body was ahead of his consciousness, and he was just being willful for a while.Two days later, he forgot about it and became even more busy.

On the third day, Xie Ran came back.

At that time, Sang Yi could barely get out of bed.Hua Jue was standing outside the courtyard, and suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and a dusty man came down.He didn't say anything, he pushed the door open and came in, just as he saw Sang Yi holding the door to come out, the two of them looked at each other for a while, Sang Yi showed a faint smile, and stretched out her hands towards the visitor.Xie Ran walked over lightly, and gently embraced him in his arms.

"never mind?"

"never mind."

Hua Jue's eyes felt hot when he saw it, and he finally knew what had kept his chest empty these days.He wants to see Xuanlong, he can't wait until the next summer, Xuanlong will go first every time, when will he let him do something for him?

After thinking it over, he decided to leave immediately. He wanted to go north to find his little black dragon.What Xuanlong reminded him before had already been thrown away by him.

Little Phoenix's burns were still not healed, and he was a black mass, writing to him with the tip of his beak: "Take me with you."

Hua Jue shook her head: "No, you stay here and wait for Mao Changqi. If Dabao bullies you, you can complain as much as you want when I come back."

Hua Dabao yelled, Hua Jue picked it up, rubbed its cheek, and said, "I'm leaving."

He didn't tell anyone, even the city lord and Mr. Sang just scribbled a letter and placed it in his home, and he didn't know when it would be seen.Hua Jue put all the money he had saved into a flour sack, and went out with a few changes of clothes. He had a thousand choices, and since he was not skilled in equestrian skills, he bought another little donkey.

From Jiangling to Fujing, it takes seven or eight days for ordinary people to travel day and night.After Hua Jue came out of Jiangling, he felt that his physical strength was getting weaker and weaker, but he was still able to make it through. It took him more than ten days to stop and go, and he was called to arrive.

On the last day, he failed to find an inn, so he slept under the Temple of the City God. In his mind, he had a similar experience when he traveled long distances. A book he had learned: "The yellow desert is deserted, and the stars are shining. Wear the hood backwards to hide your face." , sitting half-body in the center, with knees out, eyes closed and listening quietly, only the wind is blowing."

He thought, the ancients went around for their wives, and when they first read it, they felt extremely sour, but they didn’t feel this way when they were on the scene. They probably knew where the road was. Although it was difficult, they didn’t have so much time to grieve.Don't know what's ahead, and don't think about what's behind.When he left, Jiangling was slowly returning to its original appearance. No one told him that the eve of his departure, the broken dead tree behind the city lord's mansion had already grown flourishing new shoots.

The capital city is much bigger than he imagined, Hua Jue is like a calf not afraid of tigers, looking around, asking for everything.Fortunately, he was lucky and met a good man who showed him the way to Zheng Wangfu. He waited in front of the Wangfu for a day and a night, and was kicked out two or three times before being taken home by Zhengwang.

This prince is not very old, around 40 years old, he is not very polite to him, probably just reluctantly took him in for the sake of Sang Yi and Xie Ran.

Hua Jue asked cheekily: "Do you know where the national teacher is? A dragon came to Beijing a few days ago, do you know?"

King Zheng shook his head: "You don't have to say, I won't take you there. Even I can't easily enter places like Ziwei Terrace. You should rest here for a day or two, and then I will send someone to send you back. .”

Hua Jue knew that the prince would not let go, but followed his sedan chair all the way to the palace the next day.He didn't know where the Ziwei Terrace was, so he waited by intuition, waiting at a turning intersection, trying to see something beyond the vermilion high wall.

He waited until the dynasty was scattered, and King Zheng found him and took him back.Seeing that he didn't say anything, Hua Jue followed him the next day, still squatting on the spot.

On the third day, King Zheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked him to pretend to be a bodyguard in the entourage, and Hua Jue got his wish and entered the gate of the palace.This time, he rammed around with his intuition again, and finally lost his way in the complicated and deep palace.

Hua Jue scratched her head, and when she was about to find a way to go back the same way, she suddenly heard two voices from the side.

"Then, come see me tonight." A strange man's voice, interspersed with a low female voice, was very strange.

"Okay." Then another person answered in a low voice.

Hua Jue was stunned for a moment, and when she heard footsteps in the distance, she immediately chased after her.As soon as he turned the corner, he saw a crimson sedan chair dangling far away. A man in black clothes turned his head and walked towards him. When he raised his eyes, the two looked at each other, and they were both stunned.

Hua Jue whispered: "Xiao, Xiaofeng...I'm here to find you."

Xuanlong looked at him silently for a while, and then walked towards him. Hua Jue thought he was going to say something to her, but just as she was about to reach out and grab his sleeve, she felt that she was being picked up and pushed straight outside: " Who trespassed on the Forbidden Court!"

Before Hua Jue had time to say a word, he was pushed out the door and thrown out like a chicken.Hua Jue was in a daze and wanted to turn around to chase after her, but was stopped outside the door again, and she could only see the black clothes kept disappearing into the distance.

Hua Jue was not discouraged, and followed Xuanlong the next day, this time carefully not to reveal her whereabouts, and chased Xuanlong all the way.

Xuanlong seems to bid farewell to another person at this time every day, and Hua Jue waits at this time, following roguely.He followed him for the longest time that day, and Xuanlong never noticed it. Seeing that he was about to reach another place, when Hua Jue looked up and could see the three characters "Ziwei Terrace" on the attic, Xuanlong suddenly turned back again and took him to another place. I carried it out.

This time Ken spoke to him: “Go back quickly.”

Hua Jue grabbed his sleeve tightly: "Why do you pretend you don't know me? Let's go back together."

Xuanlong ignored him, but still dragged him out, Hua Jue didn't resist, let him hold her quietly, and was led out by him like a child.

On the third day, Hua Jue ran into Xuanlong as soon as he stepped through the door. This time, before Xuanlong could catch him, he ran away with a "whoosh" and hid under the wall.

He whispered: "I miss you, I want to talk to you."

"Xiaofeng, if you ignore me again, I will really go find another dragon."

Hua Jue's current state of mind is actually very good, and she thinks that as long as she finds someone, the matter can be resolved satisfactorily.He grabbed a few stones to play with, lowered his head and murmured: "I'm not as useless as you imagined. You said that you are still so young and you will come out of the cave in 100 years. Xiaolong should obediently listen to the breeder. What's the matter?" Let’s talk about it, and we share it together.”

He knew that Xuanlong had sharp ears and eyes, so he would definitely be able to hear even at such a distance.He paused, not knowing what else to say, so he said it again: "I miss you so much."

There was no reply for a long time.

He sighed, leaning against the wall and stood up slowly, feeling dizzy for a moment.He was not in good health. Ever since he left Jiangling, he often felt flustered and occasionally coughed up blood.Although he got better after arriving in the imperial city, he still couldn't make it through. This was his first time traveling far.

He coughed a few times and felt a sweet smell pouring out of his throat, so he quickly covered his mouth and ran away.After running a few steps, he was firmly grabbed by someone, stopped, and he vomited out the blood with a "wow", and then felt that he was pressed against the wall by someone, a familiar fragrance of grass and trees Coming towards him, warm lips licked away the blood from the corners of his lips one by one, and then kissed him deeply.

Xuan Long looked at him quietly: "Why did you come?"

Hua Jue wanted to cry when he asked her: "One year is too long, you are unreasonable, why leave me behind for a year."