Legend of Fei Chapter 163: Mist
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For a long time, neither of them said a word, and the river wind hovered on the roof, so quiet as if only the sound of water remained.
The painting boat has already wandered away, and Xie Yun is still staring at the black water surface in a daze, as if it was about to bloom a fleeting night flower.
Zhou Fei accidentally drank a whole pot of wine by herself, until a drop of the pot could not be poured out, she realized that there was no taste at all. This pot of wine drank like a donkey, pure It was a waste of the store's thoughts.
She suddenly felt embarrassed, "teng" stood up, but Xie Yun seemed to have eyes on her ears, and grabbed her wrist.
Unless you are being chased by someone, Xie Yun rarely sees such a serious expression on his face, probably because he feels that his life is already quite embarrassing, and it is not too serious, so there is only one cynical. , In order to make yourself and others feel better.
He clasped his fingers tightly, his fingertips turned a little white, and his voice tightly asked: "What are your plans?"
Zhou Fei actually wanted to deceive herself and say "I will stay with Jinling for a while", but she also knew that Xie Yun asked not her current plan, but after his death.
She avoided and pretended to be stupid, but when she saw his clear gaze reflected in the glimmer, she finally gritted her teeth and turned her gaze with difficulty to face the ugly truth.
"I don't know." After a while, Zhou Fei said, "Maybe I have to see if my dad has any dispatches. If not, I must retrieve the two heads of Beidou. I will wait for the old ones to be cleared. Gratitude, I may go back to Forty-Eight Village to help Chu Chu organize those lost things, and when needed, I will be a thug in Zhaizhong, and then... Then maybe the world will be peaceful, right?"
"Well," Xie Yun showed a peculiar smile at the corner of his mouth, "The predecessors have already paved the road, what else is so uneven? May I ask you something?"
Zhou Fei looked at him and felt that except for his weight loss, his appearance has hardly changed from when he first arrived at Forty-eight Village eight years ago, when he was walking around in a drag machine. He seems to have been short-lived. People who are stereotyped with too much experience.
Xie Yun laughed at her unreasonably, "I want to beg you to marry a short-lived husband, so that after twenty years, I can still find you."
Zhou Fei pulled her hand out, but Xie Yun's fingers seemed to be woven into a cage that one party could not escape. She was frozen in the air without moving, and she suddenly started shaking, all accustomed to concealment and introverted emotions. They all converged into a turbulent undercurrent, colliding back and forth in her narrow heart with great momentum.
Xie Yun held Zhou Fei’s wrists in both hands, lowered her head to put her hands on her forehead, and said in a low voice, “Don’t cry, the days when people get together, there is no more time to cry. If you think about it this way, isn’t it a loss? You and I have never been white-headed, but we have been together for a lifetime. If there is a beginning and an end, isn’t it also lucky? There is no need to live to seventy and eighty.
Zhou Fei slammed him away: "You just cried."
"Well, why would Daxia Zhou cry? After all, he is the number one in the world who can ‘step on the Beidou’." Xie Yun paused, then added very cleverly, "Although he is self-styled."
Because of this phrase "smart", Jingui's Royal Highness Duan Wang, who had made the imperial doctors quarrel into a pot of porridge, was chased and beaten in eight streets.
The "one inch of time and one inch of gold" in folk proverbs has almost become a cliché that children don’t want to hear. When Zhou Fei was napping in Zhou Yitang’s study when she was a child, she often suffered such remarks. It was the left ear and the right ear, and when she grew up to this age, she realized the three flavors of this statement with hindsight.
They only have this time, like the bare eldest son in the hands of the poor miser. The more they count, the less they count, the more they are stretched, wishing to break each son into eight-petal flowers, and cut every beard. All cut into countless pieces.
During the day, Xie Yun was very busy in the palace, and often had to deal with a large group of people—the endless officials of the Ministry of Rites, the doctor who had no use for farts, and Zhao Yuan himself.
As if to please Xie Yun, Zhao Yuan even released his eldest son Zhao Mingchen, who had been imprisoned for many years, and summoned Mingchen to enter the palace three days and a half, leaving one with a haggard face and the other with a sick look. Enjoy the performance of brothers and sisters.
At this time, Zhou Fei usually watched the lively Zhao family on Liangshang. Xie Yun and her briefly discussed a set of special gestures. Xie Yun often made false claims with others. While using the hand behind his back to say some bitter and mean truth to Zhou Fei, several times amused her, the gentleman Liang Shang almost exposed.
After dismissing these idlers, Xie Yun regarded the inner courtyard of the imperial palace as nothing, and took Zhou Fei to play around in Jinling City.
The dandy set, the quackery set... he knows everything and can learn everything, and he can teach Zhou Fei as quickly as possible—if it weren’t for Xie Yun’s piercing attack Frequent and visibly weakened daily, these days are simply beautiful.
As the third day of the twelfth lunar month, the day of national humiliation, approached, the temporary residence of King Duan became more and more lively. The grand dresses and items were sent in like flowing water, and there was a rumor from inside and outside the court. , Saying that the emperor brought back King Duan at this juncture, I am afraid that he wanted to establish a prince.
The effect of this rumor is not trivial. There are almost a lot of people in front of Xie Yun's door, which makes him tirelessly troubled. He almost wants to disturb Zhao Yuan's so-called "ancestor worship ceremony", so he has to pretend to be sick every day and thank guests behind closed doors.
On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, everything is ready for the ancestor worship ceremony.
And at this moment, there was a good news from the front. The defeated generals gathered in the Northern Dynasty seemed to be paperless. Some even fled after hearing the movement of the Southern Dynasty army. Zhou Yitang approached the royal capital within a few months. Jinling, where it is hard to see a few snow slags a year, actually fell into the light snow early. Although it was very weak, it turned into mud before it landed, but the people who flattered and praised the virtues in the name of "Ruixue" were huge.
So far, the time and place are right and the people are in harmony, for Zhao Yuan, it seems that everything is available.
However, Zhao Yuan seemed more restless than before. When he came to visit the sick as usual, he just had a few gossips with Xie Yun, and a man with the appearance of a large inner guard hurried in and bent over Zhao Yuan’s ears. Said a few words. This person must be Zhao Yuan’s confidant. He used the “transmitting sound and entering the world” kind of kung fu, and he didn’t even reveal a word. Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Yuan’s face changed and he stood up abruptly. Explained to Xie Yun, turned around and left.
Xie Yun pretended to send him out, and made a calm gesture to Zhou Fei. He heard a soft noise and knew that Zhou Fei had chased him out according to his words. He leaned against the door thoughtfully and gently tucked his robe. At this moment, a little **** who was packing up his tea set came out with a pile of cups and plates. When he saluted him, he inadvertently glanced at Xie Yun and immediately frightened him. There was an "ah" sound, the cup and plate in his hand crashed into a pile of broken porcelain on the ground, and he knelt on the ground and trembled: "Hall, Your Highness..."
Xie Yun came back to his senses and looked down and found that the tips of his stiff fingers were cracked and the skin was broken. He didn't even feel any pain, and he accidentally rubbed the collar of his robe into red. One piece, it looks like I just wiped my neck.
At the same time, Zhou Fei quietly embellished Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan was very afraid of death. Wherever he went, various guards and masters of the Ouchi crowded every corner, either openly or secretly. Zhou Fei's martial arts is really good. The cold sweat was almost discovered several times, and she finally got close to Zhao Yuan’s bedroom, and she had nothing to do. The place where Zhao Yuan lived was to prevent assassination, and it was within three feet of a knee-high girl. The trees are cut clean!
Barrel-like guards surround his palace, and there are people patrolling back and forth.
Zhou Fei was the first time I saw a big person who was so grandiose for fear of death. At first I thought Zhao Yuan was a bit funny. After a while, she couldn't laugh a bit, and the doubts in her heart rose up and down many times-this training Well-known guards can't be assembled in a hurry. How long has Zhao Yuan, an emperor, lived in such a panic all day long?
Who is he afraid of?
It seems that someone has wedged the word "assassin" into Zhao Yuan's mind.
At this moment, the sound of something breaking suddenly came from the distant palace. Zhou Fei frowned, only to see a few black guards hurriedly leave, she immediately bypassed Zhao Yuan and gave herself The people who beat him were in a cage, and they kept up with the men in black.
The light work of a few people is not bad, but it is nothing compared to real masters. Zhou Fei chased very easily. Seeing that the guards brought a large group of people in a very short time, they went out of the palace with great momentum. , Rushing to a residential building outside the imperial city.
A few in front of the mountain, dressed in casual clothes and ordinary hawkers, said to the leading guard: "People are here, sure, we've been watching."
Who?
Zhou Fei, who was hiding in the dark, looked in the direction of the "hawker"'s fingers, and saw that it was a large yard, full of flowers, which bloomed with fragrant scorching in the cold winter and twelfth moon. The flower vine climbed out of the courtyard wall and leaked the entire courtyard, which looked a little weird.
For some reason, Zhou Fei felt a little familiar with this flowery yard.
The next moment, the leading black guard gave an order, and everyone surrounded the small courtyard and brutally broke into the door.
...and then froze together.
The small courtyard was quiet, the racks for hanging clothes were still there, but the costumes on it were gone. Several kingfisher tail feathers fell on the ground, and surrounded by the bustling city, there was a small swing hanging. Swayed in the breeze.
It's exactly the same as the small courtyard of the Yuyi Class in Shaoyang City in those days!
At this time, a high-hanging female voice came from far away, singing: "The long river enters the sea, and the vastness returns to the sky--"
The black guard shouted: "Chasing!"
The crowd rushed forward and followed the direction of the singing. Zhou Fei walked out of her hiding place slowly. She was not worried. The trick of people going to the empty space was the unique skill of the Yuyi squad, and the voice of singing with her throat turned to gray, she also remembered it—it was the wood. Little Joe is the big demon.
A lady in a neon dress, a Suzaku master, if the two seniors are making trouble in one place, calling out all the wine and rice bags around Zhao Yuan will not necessarily be able to catch them... The question is, where is this again? One out?
Zhou Fei got into the empty courtyard of the Yuyi squad, and saw that the door of the back room was hidden, the smell of the incense burner that had just burned out had not disappeared, and there was a bottom of wine in the glass, and it was facing the wall of the door. , Two wooden sheaths with one sword and one sword hung with a note between them.
Zhou Fei carefully took down the note, and saw the above it read: "The Yuyi squad arrived in Beijing with "The Legend of the Bone", to present my gift to the prosperous age."