You Shu stayed in Duanwang's mansion in the name of Deng Chaoshan's closed disciple, and was mainly responsible for taking care of Duanwang's meals, dressing, washing, cooking medicine, massage, etc. He followed Duan Wang wherever he went, and the people in the house gradually got used to the state of being inseparable.
As for the lost Tibetan-sleeved dog, no one has mentioned it anymore, but the pug brought back by Shu was picked up by Xiao Shunzi and took good care of it. He originally wanted to ask Mr. Shu if he wanted to keep him, but when he picked up the puppy and licked his mouth, the prince was furious and ordered him to take the pug and throw it away immediately.
Xiao Shunzi always thought that the prince was just like himself, a dog lover, but looking at it now, it seems that he wants to be left. The prince does not love dogs, but only loves the dog named "Youshu". Poor You Shu has become a dog's stand-in without knowing it, and is still silly all day long. Young Master You Shu is a good person. He knew that the prince was not allowed, but he still told him to quietly pick up the dog and keep it in the side yard, and he would take the responsibility for what he said. So kind and simple, if one day falls out of favor, what should I do
Youshu was so uncomfortable with Xiao Shunzi's sympathetic gaze that she pushed her master's wheelchair and walked a few steps quickly. They had already entered the palace gate and were preparing to go to the Royal Horse Field. Along the way, they met many ministers of civil and military affairs, and they stepped forward and saluted. Several pavilion elders cupped their hands and said, "My lord, the emperor is very happy to hear that you are finally willing to go out, and plans to go down and take the lucky draw for you."
"I'm ashamed and ashamed to make my father worry." The seventh prince waved his hands again and again.
Everyone walked and chatted, and when they arrived at the racetrack, there were already many princes and nobles sitting in their seats. Due to King Duan's bad behavior, he was specially entrusted by the emperor. His seat was at the outermost edge of the first row, and there was a lot of space, so there was no need to worry about crowding. The next table was the seat of the sixth prince, Prince Su, accompanied by a wife, two concubines, and several children.
Prince Su is the direct brother of the crown prince, and his status is extraordinary. The ministers who come to toast and flatter are endless, and his wives and concubines are also surrounded by female relatives, and they are extremely flattering in their conversations. Sharp laughter came from time to time, causing Youshu's ears to swell. He sat patiently for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, he quietly leaned over and asked, "Master, when will the horse race start?"
"Wait for the father and the prince to come. If you can't sit still, you can go for a walk, but don't leave my sight." The seventh prince touched his smooth hair.
You Shu pointed at the little dolls who were squatting in the grass to catch grasshoppers, and hoped, "How many grasshoppers shall I catch?"
The seventh prince couldn't help laughing, and waved his hand, "Go, let Xiao Shunzi make a straw cage for you, lest the grasshoppers you catch run away again."
Yu Shu was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran towards the lawn not far away. Xiao Shunzi plucked up a few stalks of dog's tail grass and made a delicate grass cage for him. He followed closely behind, helping to collect loot, or toys. The more he saw Young Master Shu, the more he felt that he was like the Tibetan-sleeved dog in the past. Thinking about the grasshoppers and beetles that the Tibetan-sleeved dog threw at him, he also made a cage and put it away, and then hung it under the window lattice, so that he could occasionally hear it at night. Xi Xi Suo Suo's call is very hypnotic. The Tibetan-sleeved dog is quite spiritual, and it does not kill indiscriminately, and will let go of bugs that are tired of playing. This is very similar to Young Master Youshu.
If the prince loves dogs, he loves dogs. If you can get another one, why should you deceive you! Xiao Shunzi sighed sympathetically, squeezed out a smile, and stuffed the grasshopper that Young Master Shu handed over into the cage. After playing for a while, the two heard a message from not far away, as if "the prince is coming".
The prince is here, and the emperor should be there too. Youshu hurried back to find the master, and sat down while the prince was blocked by the courtiers on the road, saluting and chatting. The seventh prince first grabbed his wrist, turned his palm covered with mud and grass juice over and over, then took out the handkerchief and slowly wiped it, and said with a low smile, "It gets bigger, and the claws are not easy to wipe. A handkerchief can wipe all four of your claws clean, but now it takes a lot of work." Huanluo threw away the dirty handkerchief and continued with another.
After wiping his left hand, You Shu obediently stretched out his right hand, and when he saw the jet-black mud between his fingernails, his cheeks couldn't help turning red. The seventh prince shook his head and sighed, but he did not dislike it at all. He used a toothpick to pick out the dirt, and then let Xiao Shunzi pour some spirits on the veil, and wiped it carefully, inside and out, several times before giving up.
"Royal father will be here soon, you sit honestly." He pinched the tip of the boy's nose, took out a bag of fried chestnuts with sugar from his sleeve pocket, and slowly peeled it off.
You Shu's attention was immediately attracted, she cocked her nose to smell the aroma of fried chestnuts with sugar, and then opened her mouth spontaneously, waiting for her master to feed her. The seventh prince was amused by the way he was waiting to be fed. He peeled a chestnut and brought it to his mouth, waiting for him to open his mouth to bite but avoiding it. You Shu took a few bites to no avail, plunged into his arms, clasped his hand holding the chestnut tightly with both hands, swallowed it with a gulp, and didn't forget to lick the sugar juice stained on his fingertips.
"Yo Lao Qi, who is this person? Why does Gu look like the dog you used to raise?" A deep voice came from behind, and the two looked back, only to see the prince standing aside, smiling. Quite shady.
Since he entered the pavilion, he has been often brought out by the father and the patriarchs to compare with Lao Qi, and he has been lifted to the sky and demoted to the ground. The royal father also told him plainly that if Lao Qi had healthy legs, the prince would belong to the other party.
The more the prince thought about it, the more unconvinced he was. No matter how the elders persuaded him to take the memorial and go to Duanwangfu for advice, he turned a deaf ear, thinking that when he ascended the throne, he would first find an excuse to kill Lao Qi so as not to get in the way.
The murderous aura exuded by the other party is very strong, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell. Youshu wanted to fry her hair, then grinned and snarled, remembering that she had become a human, so she lowered her head to hide her angry expression, sneaked a hand into the master's sleeve, and intertwined with his fingers.
The seventh prince held Youshu's hand instead, and smiled lightly, "Brother, this is Mr. Deng Chaoshan's close disciple Deng Youshu, who is in charge of taking care of my body. I haven't entered the palace for a long time, and I think you haven't seen him. "
"It turns out that you are Mr. Deng's closed disciple, disrespectful and disrespectful. How is it, how is the health of Lao Qi recently?" The prince looked arrogant.
One of the two was unwilling to call "His Royal Highness", but instead called "Imperial Brother"; the other was unwilling to call "Imperial Brother" and changed to the disrespectful "Old Seven", which showed that they were quite dissatisfied with each other. The courtiers sitting around held their breaths and listened with their earplugs closed, for fear of being involved in this dispute.
When Youshu raised her head again, her face was expressionless, and she cupped her hands and said, "Report to His Royal Highness, the prince is in good health."
"That's good. I've already been paralyzed, but don't make any other mistakes." The prince sneered, and then flung his sleeves away. Prince Su, who was sitting at the next table, came over and said in an inaudible low voice, "His Royal Highness said very well, Seventh, your legs are paralyzed, does that thing still work? If it doesn't work, let this Deng Take a look, little doctor."
Youshu wanted to pounce on him and bite him, but had to hold back. He is no longer a dog and can't reveal his true emotions at will. The seventh prince clenched his palm tightly and whispered into his ear, "What do you care about with these autumn grasshoppers? It doesn't matter if my stuff doesn't work, as long as you know it."
You Shu's cheeks blushed, and she instantly forgot her previous anger, and she was only ashamed.
Seeing that the young man tapped his forehead lightly on his arm, the base of his ears and neck were flushed, and the seventh prince laughed. At this moment, Emperor Jing strode forward, leaving the courtiers and princes who were half-kneeling and saluting, and walked towards Prince Duan who was sitting in the corner, laughing, "Lao Qi, are you finally willing to go out? Si Zang, let them pay tribute to another sleeve dog this year, and make sure it is exactly the same as yours before."
"Once upon a time, there was no need to find a replacement, except that Wushan is not a cloud. Let the father forget it, the puppy will be lost, and there is no need to find a replacement." The seventh prince smiled wryly and waved his hand.
You Shu's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that this poem can be used in this situation? Why does it sound strange? However, Emperor Jing didn't care, as long as his son would forget about that damn puppy. He became more and more cheerful, and held the seventh man and said something for a long time, and then he called out the courtiers and princes whose knees were about to be swollen.
The prince bent down and patted the hem of his clothes, and the murderous aura flashed away in his eyes. The sixth prince glanced at him casually, pointed slightly, and made a gesture of unknown meaning.
The jockeys had already hung the colorful heads on the bamboo poles, and Emperor Jing had to shoot an arrow on the back of a horse 100 meters away to break the rope. However, that was before, and now that he suffers from eye disease, he only needs to ride his horse over and reach out to take it off. As soon as Emperor Jing ran out a few feet away, the horse began to go crazy, neighing and raising its front hooves, trying to get rid of the man on its back.
Emperor Jing's vision was already blurry, but now he became more and more frightened, and shouted loudly, "Help me, help me!"
"Hurry up, hurry up, save the emperor!" The field suddenly became a mess. Everyone wanted to save them, but they were afraid that they would not be able to save the death penalty. On the surface, they looked very active, but in reality, few people started. Especially the crown prince and the sixth prince, who blindly called people to rush forward, instead blocked the racecourse, and when the imperial guards arrived, there was not even a gap to drill through, let alone the horse to chase.
Seeing that the horse was running farther and farther and faster, and Emperor Jing was on the verge of collapse, the seventh prince suddenly stood up from his wheelchair, staggered to the fence, snatched the bow and arrow from one of the guards, and shot away. The arrow passed from the horse's left ear through the right ear, and pierced the ground 100 meters away. The frantic horse finally lifted its hooves and slowly lay down.
Until this time, Fang You's guard stepped on the crowd and turned over to help the black-eyed Emperor Jing up. Emperor Jing blinked and said in a trembling voice, "Who, who saved me?"
"Your Majesty, it's Prince Duan." The guard pointed towards the back.
Emperor Jing saw a blurry figure from a distance, as if it was standing, and it was too late to be surprised, but he saw the figure kneeling down with his hands on the ground, which seemed very uncomfortable. A man dressed in white ran over to help him, calling out to the master vaguely.
"Can Lao Qi stand up? Lao Qi can stand up?" Deng Chaoshan had already told him that the toxins in the Seventh Prince's body had been removed. , has lost the faith and courage to stand up again. If you are lucky and find an opportunity to stab him, there may be hope under the violent turmoil; if you are unlucky and cannot find a corresponding opportunity, you will be paralyzed for life.
Obviously, it was this opportunity that he was on the verge of death. From this, it can be seen how much Lao Qi cared about the safety of his father. Emperor Jing was moved to tears, and hurriedly ran towards the person who had been kneeling beside the fence for a long time.
Seeing the surprised expression on the father's father's face, the crown prince and Prince Su looked like they had eaten shit.
"Brother Huang, what should I do now? Not only is the father saved, but the one who saves him is the seventh. The seventh is a paralyzed man who can compare us to the mud. If he is good, there is no place for us in the court. ?" The prince was furious, but he still had a worried and happy expression on the surface.
"Whether he will always stand up or stand up for a while, who can know? Let's talk about it first. Now that you are a prince, it is impossible for the royal father to abolish you and change to the seventh. Don't forget, he also has an egg-born brother. Just stay in the Cold Spring Palace." Prince Su patted the crown prince on the shoulder and comforted in a low voice.
With such a major event, the Horse Racing Festival was naturally cancelled. Emperor Jing ordered Lao Qi to be carried to the Qianqing Palace for resettlement, and urgently summoned Deng Chaoshan for an audience. When Deng Chaoshan checked the pulse in the inner hall, he had already inquired about the ins and outs from the guards' mouths, and he didn't even let everyone's reactions go. Fortunately, these guards were well-trained, and they did not forget to watch and listen to all directions when they were in a panic, focusing on the behavior of Prince Ti and Prince Su who deliberately blocked their rescue.
Not being able to save a car is a capital offense, so they naturally have to find someone to back them up in order to save their lives. As expected, Emperor Jing forgot to be held accountable, slapped the table in a fit of rage, and ordered them to immediately control the racecourse and investigate the inside story thoroughly. Deng Chaoshan appeared just at this moment, and said, "Report to the emperor, Prince Duan suddenly stood up and pulled a strong bow. Now he is exhausted and slept to death. It's too noisy here, it's better to have him send him back to Duan. The palace?"
Emperor Jing walked into the inner hall and saw that his son was not sleeping soundly, so he ordered someone to send him back. After Yuzhao walked away, he asked, "Can Lao Qi really stand up?"
"I have been stimulated today, and I should be able to stand up with more practice in the future, but to walk freely, I am afraid that it will take four or five years of training."
"I can afford it in four or five years." Not only can I afford it, but I am also in the middle of it. Emperor Jing was pacing back and forth in the hall, and suddenly supported his forehead, sighed, "Old eight! I almost forgot about the old eight! Deng Chaoshan, bring a glass of poison to Lengquan Palace."
At the same time, the seventh prince lying in the imperial palace opened his eyes, held Youshu's fingertips and whispered, "I won't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, and what should come will come eventually."
"Whatever you plant, you get what you get. If he doesn't force you, you won't show your edge. If you don't show your edge, you won't get the emperor's attention. If you don't have the emperor's attention, you won't leave the Shuangxue Palace and enter the court. One wrong move. Step by step wrong, this is his fault, and he should bear the consequences." Youshu muttered like Mrs. Xianglin.
"Okay, I see." The Seventh Prince smiled, pulling the man into his arms and kissing.
Half a month later, the once proud crown prince was imprisoned for the crime of murdering the monarch, and his elder brother, Prince Su, was demoted to a commoner, and his family property was seized. As the prince, he will enter the palace to assist the government from now on.
Fifty years later, the Qianqing Palace.
You Shu put the master's legs on his own and massaged upwards inch by inch along the ankle. Even if the master stood up again, there were still some toxins left in his bones. When he was young, he didn't feel it. When he got old, he left many sequelae. Every time it was rainy, the pain was unbearable.
The seventh prince, no, he should be called Emperor Daoguang now. He stretched out his wrinkled hand and wiped off the disguise on Youshu's face, revealing a beautiful and unparalleled face. Even though fifty years have passed, even if he is about to die and become old, Yushu has not changed at all, he is still the same as when he first saw him, innocent and young, with clear eyes. When the ruthless years make everyone grow old, they seem to be extra tolerant to him.
A huge sense of fear hit his heart, making Emperor Daoguang's eyes red. He slowly took Youshu into his arms, caressed his back, like weeping and sighing, "If I die, what will you do?" Who cares whether you are cold or warm, happy or sad, who cares about you? Will you turn the page when you are lonely and tell you a story slowly? But no matter what, that person would never be him again.
"I don't know either!" You Shu's voice trembled slightly. Why didn't he feel scared, why didn't he feel confused. When he found that his body was always young, but his master was getting old little by little, he seemed to be left behind in the long river of time, ups and downs, upside down, and several times of despair.
He has waited for so many lives, but he can no longer be sure whether he will meet again in the next life. Watching the master turn into decayed bones and dust, and then dissipate between the heavens and the earth, is no less than letting him experience a death. In the decades, hundreds, or even thousands of years after his master passed away, how could he survive the loneliness and pain that pierced his heart
Youshu almost didn't dare to think about it, but she always thought of it inadvertently, and then shivered.
Feeling the person in his arms trembling, Emperor Daoguang patted his back quickly and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, or you and me..." He paused, as if torn out from his bleeding heart The second half, "Will you come with me?"
Youshu didn't want to nod, but before that day, he fell asleep first, his body shimmering in the moonlight, like a holy sculpture. In this regard, Emperor Daoguang was only satisfied and had no regrets. He originally thought that no matter what, he would live one more day than You Shu, so that You Shu would not have to bear the pain of his lover's death alone. When he was alive, Emperor Daoguang hoped that he would be safe and happy, and when he died, he wished that he would be free from worries.
Carrying people into the crystal coffin, sealing the coffin layer upon layer on the outside, and spending several years building a magnificent underground mausoleum, so as not to disturb the sleep of others, Emperor Daoguang closed his eyes contentedly.
Six hundred years later, Jin State.
A shrill cry suddenly came from a splendid palace, and there were several anxious voices consoling together, and one could vaguely hear "Mourning for the Mother's Day, don't hurt your body" and so on.
Stepping into the main hall from the corridor, you can see a hot gold plaque hanging on the beam at a glance, with three big characters of "Yingyue Palace" inscribed with flying phoenixes. This is the dormitory of Dou Shi, the most beloved concubine of the emperor of Jin. She is also the number one beauty of Jin. The emperor was fascinated by her only half-way relationship. Pepper room special pet.
However, this beautiful beauty also had times of despair and helplessness. Her three-year-old son was assassinated by a certain concubine and died of poisoning. While comforting the empress, the palace maid said she was going to report to the emperor, but she pulled her hard, "Don't go! I still have a way, yes, I still have a way!"
She picked up her son, opened a secret door in the apse and stepped into the underground palace. The candles in the underground palace ignited without fire, illuminating her path. At the end of the underground palace is a wall as high as ten feet, on which are carved all kinds of ghosts with green faces and fangs. He bowed with a look of fear on his face, and the surrounding ghosts turned around one after another, as if they wanted to run away.
In front of these vivid reliefs, the woman's determined expression finally collapsed, showing a bit of horror. She took a deep breath, then placed her son gently on the ground, and kowtowed to the black-faced man, one, two, three, four... for a few quarters of hours, until her forehead was red and swollen and bleeding did not stop.
Finally, when the knock was two hundred times, the relief of the black-faced man turned into a solid body, fell from the wall, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"
"Please, Immortal Venerable, save my child!" The woman cried bitterly.
"You should know that this seat is a judge of the underworld, and it will only seduce souls, but will not save lives. When this seat replaced you with the head of this peerless beauty, I warned you that this head was owned by a courtier on the Qinhuai River five hundred years ago. Low life and low body, you use her things to get her low grade, even if you are favored for a while, it will not last long, and the child you give birth is also a short-lived ghost. You are obsessed with it and insist on doing this. What's the use?" The man rolled his sleeves and turned around.
Concubine Yue took out a golden wolf's hair from her bosom and begged, "If Immortal Venerable can save my son, I will return the sacred object you gave to the ancestors to Zhao."
The man turned his head suddenly, his expression tangled several times. After a while, he retrieved the wolf cents and sighed, "Forget it, this seat will help you one last time. There is a corpse here that can hold your son's soul, so I will use it to cast the soul-moving technique."
"Who's body?" Concubine Yue asked anxiously. After all, his son is a nobleman of Tianhuang, how can he just pick up the corpses in the wild graves and use them
The man sneered, "You don't have to feel that you have humiliated you. If you say something unpleasant, you are a lowly destiny, and entering this body will really hurt him. He is the royal family of Dayan six hundred years ago, and he is surrounded by his body. With the spirit of Emperor Ziwei, your son was born prematurely, and you have no real life of the emperor. If you use this body, you will be able to turn the world upside down in the future, and you will be a great treasure. If it weren't for the yin and yang pen of this seat, it would be a treasure in the world. , it is necessary to exchange for the treasure to find out the cause and effect, and it will not take him out."
The woman was overjoyed and kowtowed again and again.
The man disappeared for a moment, and when he reappeared, he was holding a shimmering "corpse" in his hand. The woman was attracted by his beautiful and unparalleled face with just a glance, and turned to be surprised and said, "Xianzun, his age seems to be It's too big, even if you have magic, you can make others forget my son's previous appearance, but you can't let them ignore his age!"
"What do you know, there is a bottle of yellow spring water here in this seat, which can go back in time. When this seat feeds him and drinks it, he will become a three-year-old child." The man took out a bottle of water, poured it into the mouth of the "corpse", and waited for him Shrinking to the age of three, he began to cast the soul-moving technique, and then took away another corpse without a soul.
"Mother, I'm hungry." The child lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes and showed a smile.