From time to time, the eldest princess of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Qinyan, peeked at the two people in the carriage, and listened carefully to the little tune hummed by the old man outside. Although the people in the carriage were still as silent as ever, the white-eyed young woman was holding a bamboo basket and fell asleep, and the young scholar was lying down. No one paid any attention to her, but tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She wanted to cry, not because the little tune was sad, nor because no one paid attention to her.
Not because she felt a little pitiful, but because she saw hope.
She told herself, I did the right thing.
If she stayed in the Changchun Garden, she would not even be considered a caged bird. She only felt that she was a pig raised in a pen by others, waiting to be killed when she became fatter and fatter. Drink blood and eat meat. It seemed that her fate was doomed to be the next one after Prince Yi Yang Yin drank all his blood, and after the little emperor poisoned himself to death in grief and indignation.
No, not that close.
Her fate, perhaps, was doomed the moment Yang Jian slaughtered meritorious ministers in his later years after the founding of the Sui Dynasty, and the old dean Wan Xingchen walked into the imperial study. And not only her? Which of the descendants of the Yang family is not like this
But she escaped, and escaped from the city of Chang'an, which the Yang family swore they would not abandon even if they died. Over the past two hundred years, the Yang family has gradually developed a deep-rooted understanding. Chang'an City is home, and Chang'an City is the Great Sui Dynasty. From the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty to the present, there has never been a time when there was no Yang family in Chang'an City.
Now, the time has come.
Although Yang Qinyan felt that this was a kind of sadness, she also knew that it was a kind of hope. She left that city, not to escape, but to take it back.
"Thanks!"
She suddenly said two words, and the tears in the corners of her eyes still couldn't help but flow down.
The white-eyed young woman glanced at her, and smiled gently at her for the first time: "Cry if you want to cry, some people may say that crying is a weak act, and some people may say that crying is not really helpful for solving anything. Maybe some people say that crying is the most helpless expression... But since God has given people the right to cry when they are sad, why can't they cry."
These words completely released Yang Qinyan's heart. Her tears flowed down her cheeks like a stream, and the traces of tears on her face that had not been washed for several days were full of sadness. She is the eldest princess of the Sui Dynasty, and after the death of the little emperor, she shouldered the important task of revitalizing the Yang family. But she was just an ordinary girl, and in the previous twenty years of her life, there was no such word as bloody killing associated with her.
The young scholar glanced at her but didn't speak, he didn't seem to have any reaction to the woman's tears.
"I'm going to pass Ningcheng in the afternoon..."
He closed the book and said in silence for a while: "If there is no accident, the gate of the city has been closed, so we can only go around. If you can't find food today, you will be hungry. Therefore, although God has given people The right to cry, and no one can stop it casually. But I still want to tell you that if the next situation is that there is an interception in front and chasing troops after that, we may bypass all human-traveled places, which means that you may always Going to Yongzhou has to face the life of often starving for three to five days. It is right to cry, but crying will consume water and energy... So, if it were me, I would put away my emotions and close my eyes to sleep."
Yang Qinyan froze for a moment, then raised her hand to wipe away her tears.
The white-eyed young woman glanced at the scholar and asked, "Have you been thinking rationally like this since you were a child?"
"Shouldn't you be rational when thinking about problems?"
"Should be, but sometimes being too sensible can..."
The white-eyed young woman didn't say anything behind, she finally understood the difference between the young man in front of her and Fang Xie. That guy Fang Jie looks calmer than anyone else most of the time, but when something touches his heart, he is more irrational than anyone else.
If he was sensible, he wouldn't have confronted this young man in front of him during the entrance examination at the Academy of Martial Arts and was almost disabled.
If he was sensible, he would not have given such a disgusting joke to the Eldest Princess General in the cell of the Ouchi guards.
If he was sensible, he wouldn't stand in front of other students when Beishan of Chang'an City was facing Miao Seng Chenya and curse him to get out of here.
But think about it, it seems that because of that guy, there are a group of people who are also like this and sometimes irrational. For example, Shen Qingfan who rushed into the martial arts field in a fit of anger, for example Mu Xiaoyao who came back from the northwest thousands of miles to see him, for example Wu Yidao who abandoned the Yang family and went to find him, a person with unstable foundation and uncertain footing.
The white-eyed young woman didn't know that beside Fang Jie, there was also an irrational Grand Master Meng Yuan, an irrational Taoist genius Dao Zun, an irrational woman Mo Ningzhi with one hundred and twenty-eight cavitae fully opened, and an irrational Bei Wanyan Yunshu, Princess of Liaodi... many, many irrational people.
Perhaps, these are two attitudes.
This young scholar hides from the world with a kind of rationality, while that guy uses a kind of irrationality to hide from the world...
The white-eyed young woman didn't find a suitable vocabulary, but a word came out involuntarily, but this word was too shocking, too unbelievable, and too unreasonable, so she immediately suppressed the word. Although she thought that guy was a great person, he hadn't reached such a high level.
In her cognition, there are only two people worthy of this term, not even the Great Wheel Ming King who stole the millennium reincarnation is not on her list.
One is Sang Luan and the other is Wan Xingchen.
She is a harsh person, even for the admiration in her heart. She has always believed that the difference between Dalun Mingwang and Sang Luan and Wan Xingchen may not be in realm, but in something else. Dalun Mingwang can live for thousands of years, which is definitely better than Sang Luan and Wan Xingchen, but in her opinion, Dalun Mingwang is inferior.
The word is... Creation.
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Jiangnan
Tongu Academy
Several people in iron armor have been pacing back and forth outside, with anxious faces. A little further away, thousands of cavalry were waiting in full battle. These generals had been at Tonggu Academy for a while, but they were blocked by the old gatekeeper who looked friendly but was full of gloomy air.
"We want to see the little prince!"
A general said angrily: "Even if the little prince is practicing in the academy, he can't be disturbed casually, but the military situation is urgent now. If he doesn't see him again, hundreds of thousands of troops may be in danger. We are also happy that the academy values the little prince, but Is the Academy willing to watch hundreds of thousands of people lose like this? If the people under the command of the little prince lose, then the first barrier in the south of the Yangtze River will be gone."
His complexion was very bad, and he looked as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
"We don't need to say anything around the corner. The little prince entered Tonggu Academy to practice, and he is willing to put hundreds of thousands of Yongjun soldiers on the south bank of the Yangtze River as the first dam in the south of the Yangtze River. If this dam collapses , it might not be a good thing for Tongu Academy, right?"
"General Ye."
Li Qingfeng, an old man who does not want to be the dean but only wants to be the janitor, smiled at General Yongjun in front of him and said: "What you said makes sense, even I, the janitor, know that it is all to the point. You are wrong about one thing... I have never stopped you from picking you up to find the little prince, and I have never said that the academy does not allow you to see the little prince. Since the moment the little prince knelt down at the entrance of the academy, we are actually It's a family now."
"However, it's not that I don't allow you to see him today, but that he himself said that he can't see you for the time being."
"Why can't the little prince see us?"
Ye Jinnan's expression was not good: "If you can't give an explanation, we have reason to suspect whether the little prince is under house arrest by the academy."
"House arrest?"
Li Qingfeng couldn't help laughing: "You don't know... how happy the little prince is in the academy, I found him the most suitable master for him, and how harmonious and happy they get along. Then It's something of the same root, the two of them are exactly the same people from the bottom of their hearts... "
He didn't say the word ruthless, but he knew that Ye Jinnan and the others understood.
"Wait a little longer, the little prince is retreating in the Duan Tower, and he probably will come out today."
Li Qingfeng smiled strangely, that smile made people shudder. It was as if he knew something terrible was going to happen, but he would never stop it or interfere and just watch it happen. Seeing the smile on this man's face, Ye Jinnan suddenly felt a little nervous.
"Do not worry… "
Li Qingfeng smiled and said: "Since I opened the door to let the little prince in, I wouldn't trap him and prevent him from going out. The reason why I agreed to let him practice in the academy is precisely because it is a good thing for you and me. There are good things. You were right just now. The hundreds of thousands of elite Yong troops are the first barrier in the south of the Yangtze River. How could we not pay attention to them? I know that person has brought troops here, but don’t worry, Tonggu Academy is ready After so long, how could there be no action against him?"
"What action?"
Ye Jinnan asked quickly.
"Wait, then."
Li Qingfeng did not continue this topic: "If you are tired from standing, you can sit in the yard."
After saying this, he turned and entered the porter's room.
Ye Jinnan's complexion kept changing, he turned and walked back: "Wait another hour, if the little prince hasn't come out after an hour, even if all the people brought here are dead, we have to trample over this academy again! "
"Here!"
Several generals behind him nodded, but their hearts were wavering.
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broken tower
Tower door closed
On the cliff a few hundred meters away from the broken tower, there is a huge boulder protruding. On the boulder is a low table with a chessboard with nineteen vertical and horizontal lines. A young man in a white gown looked at the chessboard, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about how to break the game. He looked about twenty years old, with delicate features, a peach-blossom face, squinted eyes, long and curled eyelashes.
The hands holding the chess pieces are clean and slender, white and weak. The little finger is raised like an orchid, and the wrist is as weak as a willow branch.
No matter how you look at it, he should be a charming woman.
but he is not
Sitting opposite him was Li Qingfeng, the old gatekeeper of Tonggu Academy. After dismissing Ye Jinnan and others, he went to the mountain behind the Broken Pagoda to play chess with this young man. Both of them wrote words very quickly at the beginning, and after half an hour, they had to think for a long time for each word.
Having gained the upper hand, Li Qingfeng looked back at the thousands of cavalry outside the mountain gate, and couldn't help but smile: "Ye Jinnan is a person born to belong to the battlefield, and he is a good pawn."
"What about the one inside?"
The man in white asked, but his eyes were fixed on the chessboard.
"Aren't there two in it?"
Li Qingfeng laughed.
"two?"
The man in white twitched his mouth: "Since you let Luo Tu walk into the Duan Tower and saw Zhan Zhetian, only one person can come out of the tower. Don't you know that well?"
Li Qingfeng seemed very happy, his eyes became a line of laughter: "It's very boring, why don't you make a bet?"
"What bet?"
"Who will come out?"
The white-clothed man dropped his chess pieces, and glanced at Duanta: "There's no need to gamble."
"Huh?"
Li Qingfeng couldn't help being surprised: "So fast? I underestimated him."
The door of the broken tower creaked and was pushed open from inside, but no one came out, but it seemed like an invisible tiger descending the mountain jumped out from inside, carrying a cold and brutal hostility.