Long Yihai's face became more and more gloomy. Shang Jun sighed secretly, the superiors in the world are all the same, and when you sit in that position, your heart becomes narrow. He took out a roll of cotton brocade from his sleeves, and Shang Jun presented it with both hands, "Shang Jun came today to give something to the emperor."
Long Yihai took it in doubt, and gently unfolded—
Long Yihai's eyes lit up, and he asked in surprise, "This is?" What a tunnel map with exquisite design and huge project.
Shang Jun smiled and replied: "Tiancheng secret road map."
Tiancheng secret road map? Is this already built? Does such a huge project actually exist? No wonder Murong Shuqing was full of confidence, Xuanyuan Yi used his troops precisely, and with this secret passage, they could appear in almost any corner of Tiancheng.
The more I look at Long Yihai, the more amazed I am. Are these the actions of the Shang Jun? He was almost under the Heavenly City and rebuilt another Heavenly City. Long Yihai looked at Shang Jun, his calm expression made Long Yihai calm down immediately, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you want to hand it over?" When saving him, Shu Qing kept this secret for him. Why take it out now
Shang Jun replied indifferently: "Please rest assured."
Peace of mind? What's wrong with him? Long Yihai was puzzled, but his face was still calm.
Shang Jun smiled at him and replied calmly, "I beg the emperor's peace of mind."
Long Yihai's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the exquisite tunnel map in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Shangjun, do you know why I have to kill those thieves who are robbers on the way to Tiancheng?"
Shang Jun thought for a while and replied, "Because of the law."
"No." Long Yihai raised his head, looked straight into Shang Jun's eyes, and said aloud, "It's because of you."
because of him? Shang Jun lightly frowned, but did not answer.
Long Yihai threw the map in his hand on the desk casually, his eyes were sharp and sharp, which could not be looked at. Staring at Shang Jun, Long Yihai said in a cold voice: "You know, the first time I saw you, I knew that you were very personable. If I want your help, I must make you pay attention to me, understand me, and appreciate me. , so they must die. Also, the Northern Army will enter Beijing at the beginning to drive out the refugees, not entirely at the instigation of Xiao Zongqing, but at my instigation."
Every time Long Yihai said a word, Shang Jun's face became a little colder, and the two stood opposite each other like this, with cold eyes facing each other, and neither of them compromised.
"What is the emperor's intention to talk to Shang Jun now?" His scheming was so deep, he was using him from the very beginning.
Seeing the defensiveness and anger in Shang Jun's eyes, Long Yihai raised his lips lightly and said with a smile: "You don't stay in the court, are you not afraid that I will become the second Long Chimu?"
Shang Jun was stunned for a moment. After all, did he just want to keep him? Shang Jun smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty looks down on Shang Jun too much. I did so many things just to avenge my parents. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I can no longer manage the right and wrong."
Not to mention the things that Long Yihai did, although it was very hateful to deceive him, but since he ascended the throne, what he has done has really benefited the country and the people! Even if Long Yihai is really the second Long Chimu, what can he do now? Slightly bent down and cupped his hands on his chest, Shang Jun said in a deep voice: "Shang Jun is not Cang Yue's savior, and you will not be the second Long Chimu. Now Shang Jun has lost his martial arts and his face is ruined. Live a peaceful life and ask the emperor to fulfill him."
He really made up his mind.
Looking at her who was bowing and standing in front of her eyes, even her tone was exhausted, Long Yihai slowly turned her back, and after a long time, a low sigh sounded in the hall, "Yes."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Shang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his heart. He can finally live a peaceful life.
…
In the flower hall, there is a table full of delicacies, and there is a busy figure, who can't stop his mouth when he picks up vegetables and pours wine for a while.
"Sister, this is delicious, you should eat more."
"Sister, and this, your favorite concubine fish."
"Sister, your injury hasn't healed yet, so you can't drink wine, let's drink tea."
Shang Xiao was in a good mood. He was about to drink a glass of booze when Hao’s wrist was stopped by a pair of big hands. Pei Che gently persuaded: "You also drink less, you will be drunk later." , definitely get drunk. He can't compliment his aunt's wine.
Clapped Pei Che's hand, Shang Xiao pouted, and shouted: "When people are happy when they are in good spirits, they get drunk when they are drunk. What does it matter?" right?"
Taking off the wine glass in her hand, Shang Jun said unbearably: "Xiaoer, do you have to call me sister before every sentence? I get goosebumps!" If she is a sister, she will not be able to speak.
"I haven't been able to call my sister for six years, and of course I have to make it up now! I want to call me my sister in front of every sentence!" He hugged Shang Jun's hand affectionately, and Shang laughed and shouted, "Sister...sister...sister … elder sister… "
Grabbing a chicken leg and stuffing it into Shang Xiao's mouth, Shang Jun laughed and scolded, "So many dishes can't stop your mouth!"
Shang Xiao shrugged, looking at Shang Jun still wearing simple men's clothes, and said with a smile: "By the way, sister, tomorrow I will choose some materials for you and make some new clothes." With a sly smile, Shang Xiao approached Qin Xiuzhi, pretending to be mysterious, said loudly, "Brother Qin, I'll tell you secretly, my sister is a big beauty. When you put on women's clothes, you will definitely see your eyes go straight."
Shaking his head, Qin Xiuzhi replied seriously, "Then don't change it."
"Why?" Shang Xiao was surprised, Shang Jun ate on his own, and finally no one took this crazy girl's words.
"Because..." Qin Xiuzhi glanced at Shang Jun with a smile, and replied, "I've seen it straight now, and I've changed into women's clothes, so how can I live?"
"Xiuzhi!" He was also fooling around with Xiaoer.
Shang smiled for a moment, then laughed loudly: "So brother Qin is so humorous."
There was constant laughter in the flower hall. Wei Xi's voice suddenly sounded: "Master, the head of the Xiao family is here." After speaking, Xiao Zongqing's tall figure appeared by the door.
Shang Jun got up, smiled and said, "San'er, come in and sit."
Xiao Zongqing stared blankly at Shang Jun and stood still. The atmosphere was a little awkward. Pei Che gently pulled Shang Xiao's sleeve and said, "Smile, didn't you say your strings are loose? I'll go and tune it for you."
"Oh, good!" With a light cough, Shang Xiao quickly got up and sneered, "Sit down, let's go get my qin." Shang Xiao and Pei Che hurriedly left, there were only three people left in the flower hall, Xiao Zong Qing and Shangjun stood in front of the door, while Qin Xiuzhi sat alone.
"Talk slowly." Xiu Zhi got up slowly, leaving room for them to talk.
His black clothes were a little wrinkled, and the shackles on his face were not well shaved. His thin cheeks and the obvious dark circles under his eyes made him look haggard. Shang Jun sighed, "San'er, you've lost weight."
Wee marks cling to this face that was originally peerless and charming, Xiao Zongqing's trembling hand slowly stretched out, but in the end it only stopped on Shang Jun's cheek, daring not to touch him, for fear of hurting him.
Bowing his head in remorse, Xiao Zongqing said painfully, "I'm sorry, Jun, I couldn't be by your side when you needed me the most. I'm sorry!" He swore to protect him and take care of him, but, When he was suffering, he couldn't be by his side, what qualifications could he have to protect him
Shang Jun said anxiously: "San'er, don't say that, I know that you have suffered a lot in order to save me, and I am really grateful to you."
gratitude? Xiao Zongqing's heart trembled, the last thing he needed was his gratitude! "I am in your heart, what is it?"
Shang Jun replied sincerely: "San'er, in my heart, you are irreplaceable. I have always regarded you as my best friend and closest relative."
He can only be a friend and a relative, but he will not be a person entrusted to him for life. Is that right? Xiao Zongqing's hands tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, "I don't have a chance, do I?"
Shang Jun hesitated—
His bloodshot eyes stared straight at Shang Jun, "Really?" He wanted an answer.
If you can't love him, let him go! Taking a deep breath, Shang Jun said softly, "I have chosen to repair it."
I have chosen to fix it...
I have chosen to fix it...
I have chosen to fix it...
Didn't he already know the answer? Why does my heart still hurt so much
"Three-"
Avoiding Shang Jun's outstretched hand, Xiao Zongqing turned around stiffly.
"Three..." Looking at the thin and slumped back, Shang Jun was about to catch up, but his feet stiffened. What could he say? Say sorry? What's the use of that
…
The west-slanted moonlight shone into the room, bringing a few ray of light to the darkness that had lost its candlelight. Under the corner of the wall, the wine jars lined up are either upside down or upside down. The same is that each jar has been opened, and the wine is overflowing!
Xiao Zonghan looked at the drunken person in the room, sighed softly, stepped into the room, and the overwhelming alcohol smell in the room almost smoked him out. Next to Xiao Zongqing, he sat on the ground and sighed: "San'er, if you are really sad, just cry."
In the room, what responded to him were low, rough gasps and the clinking of wine jars. Xiao Zonghan grabbed Xiao Zongqing's hand holding the wine and persuaded in a low voice: "He doesn't belong to you, and the days are still going to pass, and you will find that every day becomes longer and torturous. You want to get drunk, but wake up. You want to die, but you want to live. Do you want to live in such endless pain day after day?"
Xiao Zongqing's hands were stiff, he turned his head sideways, looked at Xiao Zonghan, his eyes were cloudy, and after a long time, he seemed to see the person clearly. Leaning heavily on Xiao Zonghan, Xiao Zongqing's voice was hoarse, but with a smile on his face, he said faintly: "Second brother, you don't know, when I first saw him, he was dressed as a scholar and was in a den of thieves. , breaking into the wolf's den, robbing thieves, and still being elegant and calm. In order to cure the plague, he took risks, but such a person, he would get seasick. Very cute, right?" Facing Xiao Zongqing's expectant gaze, Xiao Zonghan can only lightly nod his head.
"Second brother, I really love him." Softly falling into Xiao Zonghan's arms, Xiao Zongqing finally couldn't help crying.
Distant memories came to mind again, was he like a third child back then? The suppressed cry, like a long needle, stuck in his heart. Gently patted Xiao Zongqing's head, just like coaxing him to sleep when he was a child, Xiao Zonghan softly persuaded: "San'er, you do so much, isn't it just to make him happy? Although this happiness is not given to you. Yes, but at least he is happy. Or, everything you do is to keep him by your side. Is this love for him?" Low soft consolation, I don't know if it is to persuade Xiao Zongqing, or convincing myself.
Slowly raising his head and looking at Xiao Zonghan, Xiao Zongqing asked helplessly, "I can't let him go, I can't forget him, what should I do?"
Xiao Zonghan's hands are stiff, what should he do if he can't let go? what to do? The pale face was almost transparent, and there was a flash of pain in his eyes, Xiao Zong said coldly: "Then don't forget! Let him stay in your heart and integrate into your blood. Those memories and emotions will not be disturbed by anyone. , and will not be taken away by anyone!"
"Second brother?" Xiao Zongqing raised his head and stared blankly at Xiao Zonghan.
"Come on, second brother has a good drink with you today!" He grabbed two jars of wine, stuffed one with Xiao Zongqing, and held the other in his hand, "Go!" The spicy spirits burned the chest, maybe that's the only way, To temporarily forget the tearing of heartache!
In the corner, where the moonlight can't reach, there are two figures snuggling together, an empty altar, and a garden full of wine.
…
The East China Sea port, where hundreds of ships of various sizes are moored all year round, is still a prosperous scene. Several tall merchant ships were moored by the sea, and the flying red flags showed that this was the ship of Misty Mountain Villa. For several years, no one could match.
Under the boat, the few people who saw them off were also outstanding in their elegance, which caused the scorpion by the coast to watch from afar.
"Sister, do you really want to go back to the sea with Big Brother Qin?" Holding Shang Jun's hand, Shang Xiao cried and grimaced.
Shang Jun and Xiuzhi looked at each other and replied, "Well."
Without thinking about it, Shang Xiao shouted, "Then I'll go too."
Pei Che looked nervous. Shang Jun laughed, "You go, what will he do?"
Turning his head, Shang smiled and muttered: "I don't care about him, I don't want to be separated from you." They finally lived a peaceful and happy life, but now they want to be separated from their sister, she doesn't want it.
"Fool, can you follow your sister for the rest of your life?" Shang Jun took Pei Che's hand, put Shang Xiao's hand into his, and said, "I know that Pei Che will give you happiness." Sadness, more, is comfort.
Pei Che held Shang Xiao's hand tightly, and he would never let go. Feeling the strength coming from Pei Che's palm, Shang Xiao blushed.
Glancing at the two fingers' clasped hands, Shang Jun whispered, "Xiao'er, Misty Villa is your sister's dowry. I believe that Pei Che will take good care of you and Misty Villa for me."
"Sister!" When did she say she must marry him? He tried to break free from Pei Che's hand several times, but failed, and Shang Xiao's face was covered with red clouds again. With Pei Che in his arms, Shang Xiao looked at Shang Jun with tears in his eyes, and shouted, "Sister, I can't bear you."
Why would he give up on her? Patting Shang Xiao's pretty face, Shang Jun coaxed softly, "It's not like he's gone forever, don't worry, there are boats going in and out of the sea every year, we'll come to see you when we're free."
My sister has made up her mind, and that's all it can do.
Looking at the unhappy two people who couldn't accompany him because of his opposition, Shang Jun laughed loudly: "Yu Feng, Wei Xi, you must take good care of Xiao'er for me."
After a while of silence, the two replied in a low voice, "Yes, Master."
"Master, it's time to get on the boat." Lao You's loud cry made everyone on the shore shudder, and Shang Xiao couldn't help but grab Shang Jun's sleeve and choked: "Sister—"
Taking Shang Xiao into his arms, Shang Jun's eyes were also a little wet.
Qin Xiu took Shang Jun into his arms, patted Shang Xiao's shoulder, and said gently and firmly: "Xiao Xiao, I promise, I will take good care of her and make her happy. Trust me, okay? "
Shang Xiao nodded vigorously, her sister suffered enough. He must be happy.
"Jun!" A male voice, neither high nor low, sounded not far away.
Shang Jun raised his head, "San'er?" He stood a little far away, and the sea breeze blew his black armor, his eyes were like deep pools, and he was the only one in his eyes.
Looking at Xiao Zongqing in the distance, Qin Xiuzhi smiled softly at Shang Jun and let go of his hand.
Shang Jun looked at Xiuzhi gratefully, and said in a low voice, "Wait for me."
Xiu Zhi nodded with a smile.
Xiao Zongqing stared blankly at the place where the sea and the sky meet, with no expression on his face, so he couldn't tell what he was thinking. Shang Jun walked slowly to his side, and for a while, he didn't know what to say. After a long time, Xiao Zongqing's slightly hoarse voice sounded faintly: "Actually, I'm still not convinced! I can also take care of you and give you happiness. Unfortunately, I don't have this chance."
Shang Jun was silent. What's the point of talking about it now, he is destined to hurt him and lose him!
Xiao Zongqing suddenly turned around, and Shang Jun fell into a tight embrace, which made him a little hurt. Xiao Zongqing put his face close to Shang Jun's neck, feeling the last warmth.
This time, Shang Jun did not struggle.
"Promise me, you must be happy." With his happiness, he was happy together.
The suppressed low moan sounded muffled, and Shang Jun's trembling hand hugged the man who loved him deeply, and only one word could be returned in his mouth, "Okay."
…
Three years later.
"Painter, can you hurry up?"
The sky is blue and the sea, the sun penetrates the clouds, responds to the waves, and the breeze comes with the salty taste of the sea. It was an elegant thing to admire the sea breeze and the waves, but if you stood there for two hours, it would not be so good. Especially, the beautiful woman beside her still has a big belly, no wonder the man who has always been calm and gentle couldn't help urging him.
The old painter was full of sweat on his forehead, and he didn't dare to stand still on his hands.
Wrapping Jun Jun's waist and letting her rest in his arms for a while, Xiu Zhi asked in a low voice, "Are you tired? Why don't you rest for a while."
Shaking her head gently, Jun Jun replied, "It's okay." She wasn't that weak yet.
Putting down the brush in his hand, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the painter smiled and said, "The painting is done, please take a look at His Royal Highness."
When the two walked to the painting, Jun Jun frowned slightly, which was a bit distorted. The scars on her face were drawn by the artist as if they were decorations that were specially drawn, which was quite aesthetic. Xiu Zhi nodded with satisfaction and applauded: "Well, the painting is very good." A few years later, the scars on Jun's face have faded a lot, but they have not been removed. Anyway, he thinks it looks good.
Anyway, she has already painted, Jun Jun smiled slightly, and didn't bother to worry about it. It was also a kind of consolation to make the viewers feel that she was very good. He picked up the pen and wanted to leave a few words under the picture scroll. Suddenly, something came to his mind, and Jun Jun asked, "Xiuzhi, what's the name of our child?"
Xiu Zhi smiled indifferently, "You are the head of the family, you have the final say."
Jun Jun glared at him unbearably, for anything that was difficult to choose, he would say that she was the head of the family! In the sea, she can't deny it yet.
After thinking about it for a while, Jun Jun smiled and said, "Why don't you give him the surname 'Qin'."
"The last name is Qin?" Xiu Yi was startled.
"Of course, our first child must follow his father's surname." She knew that although Xiuzhi changed his surname to Xilie, in his heart, he still missed the surname Qin, which was a gift from his father to him. .
Taking Jun Ruo into his arms, Xiu Zhi sighed lightly, "Thank you, Jun." How lucky he was to have a wife like this.
Listening to Xiu Zhi's pounding heartbeat, Jun Jun murmured, "What's your name Qin?"
Taking Xiuzhi's hand and touching his bulging belly, Jun Jun said, "Xiuzhi, we can be together thanks to Shu Qing's help and San'er's accomplishment. It's better to name the child qing as well. It's called— Qin Qing! Both boys and girls can use it, okay?"
Xiu Zhi smiled: "Okay!" Whatever you say is fine.
Hundreds of delicate white pears are bathed in the spring breeze, the snow-white core is infinitely shy, and a few naughty delicate flowers sway down with the breeze and float into the open window lattice. In front of the book desk, a strong and upright man in a black robe was holding a painting and appreciating it carefully.
The sea is full of blue waves, and the blue sky is quiet and far away. The shades of brilliant blue make the painting pure and elegant, and in the center of the picture scroll is a pair of beautiful people. The man is dressed in a green shirt, as warm as jade, the woman is dressed in plain clothes and a skirt, elegant and free.
Looking at the few lines of small characters under the painting, the corner of the man in black raised his mouth, "Qin Qing? What a good name." If their child is a man, he must be talented in the world, and if he is a woman, he must have a beautiful appearance.
A piece of falling flowers scattered, just fell on the picture scroll, covering the beautiful face of the woman. The man gently picked up the falling flowers, but he could not take his eyes off the woman.
"Xiao Zongqing, get out of here for me." Suddenly, a coquettish voice came from outside the door.
Xiao Zongqing's hand froze, as if he didn't hear it, and continued to appreciate the picture scroll in his hand.
"Don't think it's okay to be a tortoise with a shrunken head, come out for me! Come out—" The loud curse pierced through the eardrums and stimulated someone's nerves.
Dead witch! Treat his kindness as a good bully!
Standing up suddenly, the blue veins on Xiao Zongqing's forehead burst out with anger, and the tall figure quickly disappeared in the study with anger, leaving only the breeze swaying gently with the picture scroll. The person in the painting smiles happily and sweetly, like a garden full of pear flowers outside the window.
Another spring.