Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 345|Knowing the pain and thinking about the old
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The tree on the horizon is like a water chestnut, and the continents on the river bank are like the moon.
Looking from the building, Lu Yan had a great view of the Qingjiang River.
Yujiang Tower is located on a higher hill. Five miles ahead is the surging river. You can return to the majestic capital seven miles away. At four o’clock in the year, rain, snow and fog, all can be described as scenic spots. A glimpse of one place can see thousands of things, and there are many geniuses in this book, and many talents are handed down in this book.
But not everyone likes arty. Lu Yan is the best of them. As the second prince of the Qi Dynasty, he is known both in the field and abroad that he is a reckless man, does not like to read, and is vulgar like a man in the market.
The rumors are rumors after all. Although Qi Emperor Lu Zhang is not very good to his son, he still did it on the surface.
I have been taught by a group of Hanlin scholars for more than ten years. As long as I am not a born stupid person, I can pass the child examination if I go to the imperial examination.
Lu Yan really didn’t like the saints’ admonitions in the books. He wanted to forget them early, and he did it, but some things would still come out of his mind inadvertently.
For example, some poems that touch the scene and sad.
The tip of the nose seems to be able to smell the scent of chrysanthemum wine. The Double Ninth Festival has passed, but the trend of climbing is unabated.
Even at the end of September, the autumn wind is getting cooler and colder every day, and the Lujiang Tower is still crowded with people, and there are scribes pushing cups and lights, and singing long songs everywhere.
Some are family reunion, some are old friends parting.
In this huge city of Taijing, many things happen every day, sending away the joys and sorrows of countless people.
“Commander, that one has arrived, and he just got off the boat.”
A man dressed as a domestic servant walked up to Lu Yan and whispered.
Lu Yan’s identity is special. Even if he chooses to hide in the dark, Jin Yiwei still is not sure what to call him.
After all, it seems that the second prince is still conspiring and fleeing. The government and the public regard the second prince as a dead person, and it is impossible and will not be the heir to the throne. Secretly, isn’t the second prince the “one” Jin Yiwei talked about?
It’s just that compared to the people who arrived in Taijing today, the second prince’s “legendary” is obviously not enough, so that the designation of “that one” has changed.
In fact, these Jinyiwei who belonged to the dark guards are also wondering that in other dynasties, even princesses living among the people are rare. Most of them are related to the ruin of the country and the change of the dynasty. The civet cat for the prince only appeared in the script. Two princes “lost” the folks, and one of them is still a prince, the same mother and brother of Emperor Yongchen.
What makes it even more difficult for them to do is the current relationship of the royal family: the rebellious prince hides his name as the leader of the dark guard, the prince who has been left behind by the people has an unclear intention to return to Beijing, and the three seem to be fighting for the heirship of the emperor’s brother. The princes and the sixth princes are just a mess of porridge!
Even Emperor Yongchen, who sits on the throne of Kowloon now, is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He made no secret of the murder of the king’s father. He has never seen a heir to the throne who refuses to obey his filial piety, but that’s what Yongchen did. When it was done, the cabinet courtiers kept secret, and the remaining civil and military officials were shocked by their lives.
An emperor is not afraid of the lingering mouths of later generations, and does not care about the pen of literati, so are there people who dare to “fight for the name and admonishment”?
Maybe other dynasties could have it, but after Qi Dai Chuli, there was absolutely no one in this dynasty that was killed by Lu Zhang.
“Commander…”
The dark guard whispered, deeply disturbed.
He is a lowly official, he just wants to get out of this mess quickly.
Looking at him like this, Lu Yan almost laughed, as if the whole world thought that these princes were going to fight in the same room.
But—that brother who is out of town, after all, has never had a face-to-face encounter, it’s a bit hard to tell.
Lu Yan’s expression was stunned. If the other party came with a bad intention, he would do his best to prevent him from stepping into the palace.
***
Yan Cen stepped on the sampan, shaking his body for some reason.
Fortunately, I was able to stabilize in time without falling into the water.
“Master Yan?”
“Nothing.”
Xiao Baihu wanted to say something but stopped. On the way, Yan Cen was like a stone sculpture, shrunk in the corner, motionless.
The martial arts masters shouldn’t be impassable because of sitting for a long time. There is only one explanation left. Yan Cen’s mood is complicated and unable to restrain, and the whole person is in a trance.
Xiao Baihu has some sympathy, but the royal family Lu’s mess is too out of the ordinary, upholding the principle of saying less, making less mistakes, and not dying. Xiao Baihu decided to treat it as if he hadn’t seen it. Anyway, the ship really made up his mind. The man is not him.
“The letter from the commander of the palace arrived in Taijing one day earlier than us. Arrangements should be made here.”
Xiao Baihu accompanied the smiling face and greeted the people who came out of the cabin behind, “Guo Shi Meng, Doctor Mo, please here
Meng Qi carried his hands on his back, and said slowly: “When I arrived in Taijing, this is still the name, otherwise it will be heard. I thought I was a liar from where Lu Xu invited me to pretend to be a ghost.”
Xiao Baihu choked.
In the past, he couldn’t help but slander, but after a trip to the south of the Yangtze River, he saw Meng Qi’s methods, which was the time to convince him.
Meng Qi saw Xiao Baihu’s awe and cautiousness. He rolled his eyes and deliberately sighed: “The younger generations are not as good as ours, and they will be relieved of trivial matters. This is just to see me, and all of them are honored and worshipped. Without a wheel, if I stand in front of Jing Yuanhou, tusk, command hundreds of thousands of troops to sweep the world, destroy the pirates and kill the famous generals in the Xiding Grassland, then the power is so powerful… I’m afraid that if you glance at you, you will faint!”
Xiao Baihu’s head hangs lower, almost humbly leading the way, like a shop assistant.
Mo Lei looked at Meng Qi silently, who raised his eyebrows slightly and looked innocent.
——Don’t pretend, Xue Lingjun told him that you were the one who frightened the official to pass out with a glance! It was even pushed to Jing Yuanhou, is your friend like this? Jing Yuanhou sneezed while lying in the coffin!
Meng Qi blinked to help his friend brag, what’s the problem?
Moli: “…”
When Xiao Baihu noticed that the atmosphere was not right, he turned his head in doubt.
Meng Qi is watching Jiang Jing, and the ink carp is carrying the medicine bag and stepping on the sampan.
Strange, I always feel like something happened.
Yan Cen is indeed confused, but it is not because of his identity, but an incident he knows unconsciously.
“Brother Ling is dying, and time is short, you can get a ray of life for Brother Ling.”
Yan Cen thought of what Meng Qi had said that day when Meng Qi found himself deliberately.
“Gong Jun didn’t know anything about this, indicating that Brother Ling had never revealed it.” Meng Qi looked at Yan Cen and said in a deep voice, “If there is no accident, I may also keep silent about this matter, just because Brother Ling is sick. Heavy medicine and stone are not effective. The only risky method is to use spiritual energy to reinfuse internal force to renew qi and blood, or to extend life for three to five years. Doctor Mo said that this method is only available for blood relatives within three generations. The closer the blood is, the more effective it is, but it is depleted. It’s huge, if it is not for the internal force, it will not be able to support it, it is just life for life.”
Yan Cen was speechless at the time, thinking of herself instinctively, and feeling hopeless.
It seems like a clumsy child with sand in his palms. He neither dares to let go, nor can he use force, only foreseeing that he will not be able to hold anything in the end.
“But this internal force…I did not develop it…”
Master Yuan Zhi gave a deep and soft internal force before his death, and the Buddhism patriarchal clan system was also peaceful, but Yan Cen himself was deep in the abyss of hatred and lost control several times, coupled with the after-toxic torment of the opportunity, on the road from Yizhou to Jingzhou Had it not been for Meng Qi and Gong Jun to take care of them all the time, they would have been crazy.
“You go out of the same temple with Master Yuanzhi, and the exercises are the same. As long as you close your mind and settle your mind, you can turn this internal force into your own use within 30 days.” Meng Qi paused and emphasized his tone. “I know that you are unwilling to do this, because you don’t want to admit the fact that Master Yuanzhi passed away, but you don’t have time.”
Although it’s cruel, you can’t help but say what you should say.
Meng Qi decided to be the villain himself, not letting Moli speak.
——He took the man back anyway, and Moli was still in Hua County at that time!
“You want to avenge the soldiers of Xuanchuanguan, the Ning family and the monks of Baoxiang Temple, but the Heavenly Consecrated King and the Sacred Lotus Altar Master Luo are in Jingzhou, you are not completely refined. Will internal force follow me to find the culprit, or to save brother Ling and save yourself at the same time?”
Yan Cen trembled all over, he remembered the look in Master Yuan Zhi’s eyes when he passed away.
All the turmoil, the origin of the world guards the heart.
Master Yuanzhi wants to live.
Hatred is important. Even if the enemy is cut through thousands of times, grief and anger are inexplicable, but before that, the living people are more important. If you miss it, you will never be able to recover it.
Yan Cen burst into tears and smashed the stone table with one palm, dripping with blood.
So in the end, he did not appear in Nanping County, nor did he participate in Qi Jun’s rebellion, and Fengxing Pavilion hunted down the remnants of the Holy Lotus Altar.
On the 30th, say long is not long, and short is not short.
Yan Cen tried his best to forget everything when he was in retreat. When he stepped out of the room and saw Meng Qi Moli waiting for him from Jiang Xia, the panic in his heart slowly emerged again.
What if he fails? What if his elder brother died of illness before he arrived in Taijing?
He buried his head and drove on the road without saying anything.
The closer you get to Taijing, the deeper the fear in my heart. Yan Cen regrets that he did not work harder to learn martial arts, regrets not staying in Baoxiang Temple, even though he knows that this is of no avail, he still can’t help but blame everything on himself. Especially when you see and feel the extra deformed arm.
As soon as he was born, he “eaten” his siblings and harmed his mother.
Monsters, evildoers, sins!
Who can such a person save? Who else was saved?
“Yancen.”
Wen Wen’s peaceful voice pulled Yan Cen back to this world.
Yan Cen’s face is pale, and his forehead is covered with cold sweat.
Mo Li handed over a volume of medical books, his palm seemed to carry a strange and calming force, and so did his words.
“I heard that Master Yuanzhi is familiar with herbal medicine, which can cure headaches and brain fever. You should also learn some. When you return to Shimo cottage, it will come in handy.”
By the way, the stone mill cottage. Yan Cen regained his senses abruptly, he was not really nothing.
Holding the medical book tightly with his fingers, Yan Cen forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying.
“Taijing has a good acupuncture master. I bought one. Acupuncture and moxibustion require a lot of acupoint recognition and strength. It is not difficult to be a teacher in three to five years. But people who learn martial arts in my generation have such an advantage. Just use your heart. Be willing to learn, don’t ask for a pot to help the world, but do your best to save the people around you.”
Mo Lei lightly patted Yan Cen’s hand holding the medical book, and whispered softly, “Pick up the weapon in your hand, anyone can kill, in fact, anyone can save someone.”
“Thank you…Doctor Mo.”
Yan Cen took a deep breath, and before he could calm down, he saw a quick horse rushing to the pier.
The coming is so violent, he jumped off his horse and strode towards the official ship.
There was an officer on the dock trying to stop him, and the man raised his hand casually, as if to take out a black gold token. Then, from the officer to Jinyiwei, all his expressions changed and he hurriedly gave way.
He is tall, with a leather mask on his face, covering half of his face, his eyes are energetic, and his cloak drifts with his steps, every step like stepping on the heart of others.
At a glance, he saw Yan Cen who was tightly wrapped and faceless, his expression was slightly angry, and he stepped more imposingly. After standing still, he raised his chin slightly, as if he was about to say something, and suddenly saw the ink carp beside Yan Cen. And Meng Qi with a playful smile on his face.
“…”
The momentum vented so sharply that I couldn’t hold it back.
“Meng, Master Meng, Doctor Mo?” Lu Yan glared at Yan Cen, covering his head and covering his face. Isn’t it shameful to see?
Yan Cen looked up innocently and suspiciously. Among so many people, this one is wearing a ghost mask. What’s the situation?
“This is your brother, you haven’t seen it.” Meng Qi walked over slowly and explained to Yan Cen.
Yan Cen almost rolled his eyes, as if he had met Lu Zhang’s son.
However, the original order of the second prince belonged to Yan Cen.
At this time, Jiang Feng suddenly picked up, and the hood of Yan Cen’s face was turned off. He covered his face just to avoid trouble. He didn’t care too much. After all, what he really wanted to cover was his body shape and deformed arms, not face.
“…you!”
Lu Yan opened his eyes suddenly, startled at first, then angry, but didn’t happen, he just snorted, turned and left.
“What’s the matter?” Moli asked inexplicably.
“Don’t know?” Meng Qi whispered.
Lu Yan clenched his fists and felt unwilling.
——Unexpectedly, he is more like the emperor brother than he and the third and the sixth!
——I can’t choke looking at this face!