Di Wang Gong Lue

[Chapter 68] Retreat] Letters of Southwestern Province

It was not until the dinner that the flower garden came back.

"Yao Er is still asking." Jin said, "I have just gone to the backyard, it is in the royal family room."

"How is the big brother's body?" asked the flower.

"Looking at the spirit is still good, but the South Master said that he could not drag on to the ice room as soon as possible." Jin Yudao said, "The affairs of this southwestern province will be handed over to several adults. After the return of Xiaoxiao, I am afraid After all, Wang Ye’s retreat is three years. Yao’s age is small. Although the southwestern border is stable in the past two years, there are always people who are guarding this southwestern province. Otherwise, Wang Ye is afraid that he will not be able to heal.”

"The small five is the people of the southwestern province. These are his own things." Hua Wei said, "Which is the palace and the son of the palace, the distance between the southwest and the south is not far away. If there is something wrong, We are going to whip back again, so don’t worry."

"Golden you." Jin Hao patted her hand and asked, "Where I went in the day, I didn't come back all day."

"I originally planned to buy some medicine, but I saw Ying Niang on the street." Hua Wei said.

Ying Niang was the woman who was rescued from the tiger's mouth by Zhao Wu on the same day. This time she went back to the southwestern province. She was planning to live longer. Jin Hao arranged for her to work in the dyeing workshop in the government. The girl who smiled and laughed, and the face of Ying Niang gradually smiled more and had a good relationship with everyone.

"What's the matter?" Jin asked.

"She seems to be hiding a person." Hua Wei said, "Even the basket was thrown in the stall, hurriedly hid in the alley, and it took half an hour to come out and hurried back to the southwest. ”

Jin Hao frowned: "Who are you hiding?"

Hua Yan said: "A fat monk, should not be a local. Only then I asked the way, the people said that it was a swindler, just entered the city a few days ago, relying on a mouth to sell fake medicine mixed rice."

“Looking at Ying’s mother’s wandering, I also know that it’s a storyteller.” Jin said, “Maybe it’s a former enemy, you have to ask?”

Hua Shu said: "If it is really sad, mentioning it instead of salting the wound, I just worried about her."

"That wouldn't be asked first." Jin said, "Even if it is only for the younger son, if there is any trouble in the future, Ying Niang should also take the initiative to ask for help. Now that he has not said, you and me will be nothing. Know it."

"I went to see Wang Ye and Yao Er." Hua Wei said.

Kim Min nodded and turned to the kitchen to take medicine.

In the bedroom, Duan Yao said: "What kind of effort is the Bodhi Heart Sutra?"

Duan Baiyue said: "Master's own efforts."

Duan Yaodao: "It is equal to saying nothing."

Duan Baiyue reached out and patted his head: "I only practiced three strokes, how can I make it clear. I want to know why I don't ask Master?"

Duan Yaodao: "Ask, Master refused to say."

Duan Baiyue said: "After practicing, you can walk the world."

"Cheat." Duan Yao said, "If it is so good, Master has long been happy to blow up genius, how can it be like this?"

Duan Baiyue said: "After three years, at the age of 19, I will calculate it again and say that it is not too much to say twenty. The wife."

Duan Yao slammed his mouth: "Don't talk."

"What's wrong?" Duan Baiyue laughed.

Duan Yao hesitated: "Unlucky." I always feel like it is in the aftermath.

Duan Baiyue shook his head: "I will not die."

Duan Yaodao: "Well."

"Just change your identity and live." Duan Baiyue continued.

Duan Yao frowned: "What is a change of identity?"

Duan Baiyue said: "The southwestern king is afraid that he can't do it. If he wants to come to Xiaoyan, he won't be willing to stay here forever. As for you, it is also a spoiled temper. But according to the current situation, Bentham can still have at least ten. If you are stable in the year, don't worry."

"Why can't I do Southwestern?" Duan Yao is in a hurry.

Duan Baiyue said: "When you finish the Bodhi Heart Sutra, you will even have poison in your blood, and your face will be destroyed, half and half ghosts."

Duan Yao five thunder: "I don't believe it!"

"Do not believe, but also believe." Duan Baiyue patted his shoulder. "Don't always be a child's temper, it should grow up."

"Isn't it impossible to practice?" Duan Yao was in a hurry. "What did the Master say? There is no other way. The second brother went to Tianchen Sand, and can't wait for him to come back?"

Duan Baiyue shook his head: "It’s too late."

"What about the donkey?" Duan Yao continued to ask.

Duan Baiyue’s eyes were stiff.

"When I went back to the southwest, the nephew also said that he would write a letter every month to inform him of your current situation. He also said that if the things in the DPRK are free, they will come to the southwest to see you." Duan Yaodao, "What should I do then?" do?"

Duan Baiyue said: "I don't see you."

Duan Yao has big eyes.

"He is the emperor, the king of a country, and naturally knows how to choose." Duan Baiyue closed his eyes slightly. "Three years and five years may be angry, ten years and twenty years, thirty years and forty years, who can still Gas for a lifetime, isn't it?"

Duan Yao wants to cry with him,

"To the benefit, there is always a tone, stronger than death." Duan Baiyue said, "wear a mask, at least on the street."

Duan Yao "Teng" stood up and said: "I am going to find Master!"

"You don't have to look for it." Nanmo evil pushed the door in. "I don't think it's time to find your master. Even if you are looking for the king, you don't have to use it. Unless there is Tianchen sand, there is only one way to go."

"Yes..." Duan Yao did not know what to say.

"Okay, go out." Nanmo evil patted his head and sighed. "If your second brother can find Tianchen sand, things may still have a turn, but now it can only be so."

Later, when the flowers came over, Duan Yao was still kneeling under the old banyan tree, watching the tree roots daze.

"Big brother is resting?" asked Hua.

"Not yet, Master is taking a needle for his brother." Duan Yao stood up and slammed his tears back.

Hua Wei said: "The cold and cold cockroaches are here, not afraid of catching cold."

"A few days later my brother is going to practice Bodhicitta." Duan Yao said, "The ice room is colder."

The flower buds took him to sit under the cloister: "Do you know?"

"Yeah." Duan Yao rubbed his nose and tried to choke. "Master knows to teach some broken martial arts to his brother!"

"Small five is still floating on the sea, maybe it can really bring back Tianchen sand." Hua Yan wiped his tears for him. "Wang Ye is only temporarily retreating, things always have to be good, isn't it?"

"Yeah." Duan Yao promised.

"Well, go back and rest." Hua said, "Wang Ye has a wound, you can stop cold."

"The second is also going back to the house. My brother will have to wait for a while, and I will estimate that I will go to the middle of the night." Duan Yao said, "Otherwise, Dabao and Xiaobao should be in trouble."

The flower nodded, and looked back at the bedroom, and saw that the lights were dark and quiet. It was not like someone who needed help, just to go out with him.

After three days, Duan Baiyue deployed the large and small affairs in the southwestern province, wrote a letter, and sent people to Wangcheng secretly before they went to the ice room with Nanmo.

Shimen suddenly closed, even if standing outside, can feel the biting cold.

When I thought that my brother would stay in this ghost place for three years, I still didn't know what it would be like after it came out. Duan Yao finally couldn't help it anymore, holding Jin Jin and crying.

Why are you so bad, luck is not good enough.

The next person in the southwestern province is also saying that Wang Ye has to retreat for three years, and he will be able to step on the rivers and lakes. Maybe even the martial arts lords are not opponents.

After the leaders of the Bianbu tribe asked about the incident, they were also stunned. Originally on such a glory of the eternal prince, the days are already fearful, and now I still have to shut down and practice the magic, do not say that I really want to do what the world is the first, we have a stable life for a few years, still thinking To build a house in Putian as a landlord, I don’t want to follow the north to go to the throne.

In the ice room, Duan Baiyue double-closed on the snow stone, leaving the body temperature to leave little, almost even the blood was frozen and solidified.

Wangcheng, thousands of miles away, Chu Yuan handled the government in the DPRK on this day. He just returned to the royal study room. The four-time father-in-law greeted him and whispered that the south side sent a letter to see the color of the lacquer. It’s not Duan Xiaowang, it’s written by the Southwest King.

Chu Yuandao: "It is almost the same as counting the days."

"Yeah yeah." Four hi-gongs smiled.

Chu Yuan patted his big belly and laughed and laughed: "What are you excited about? Get it soon."

"Yes." Sixi Gonggong put a letter on his hands and fell back to cover the door.

Chu Yuan sat on the dragon chair, gently picking up the lacquer and taking out a thin piece of stationery.

It is indeed a familiar handwriting, but only a few words, saying that he has to go to the ice room to retreat, and the affairs of the southwestern government have been properly explained. Everything is good, don't read.

Chu Yuan frowned, picked up the envelope again, and turned to shake it.

It is only this piece of paper.

......

After a while.

Humph!

"The emperor." Seeing him go out, Sixi Gonggong smiled and said, "Can you eat?"

Chu Yuan no expression: "Go, dig the tree."

Sixi Gonggong smiled and froze: "Digging again?"

Chu Yuan asked: "Is there a problem?"

Sixi Gonggong’s face is difficult: “Kana’s tree is still in the cold palace.” After the last time I went out, I never went back, I went to see it once, and I looked very good, and I opened a yard of flowers.

Chu Yuan: "..."

Sixi Gonggong hurriedly transferred the topic: "Xu Daren has something to play for the emperor. This cold winter, the old slaves will ask the adults to go to the partial hall to drink tea."

"Xuan." Chu Yuan turned back to the house, "and passed on again. Today, I will be in the royal study room all day. If there is something to do, there is nothing to listen to."

Sixi Gonggong asked: "What about breakfast?"

Chu Yuandao: "Don't eat."

Sixi Gonggong said again: "That would allow the Imperial Diet House to prepare lunch for the emperor earlier."

Chu Yuan is angry: "Don't eat!"

Sixi Gonggong smiled and said: "It should always be at night-"

Chu Yuan took a table: "Xuan Xuran!"

Sixi Gonggong: "..."

"Grandfather." Xu Daren asked as he walked. "What is the mood of the emperor today? The thing I want to play is a bit tricky."

"If it is tricky, it is not necessary to rush to play today, adults still have to say." Sixi Gonggong lowered his voice. "Today is afraid that since the Spring Festival, the emperor has the worst day."

Xu Daren stunned.

After half an hour, the rest of the adults also went to the palace, there was something to say, nothing to do with fun, the royal study room was full of people, noisy until late at night. After returning to the palace, Chu Cao grass washed, and went to bed without a sleep, and even used a quilt to cover his head.

Sixi Gonggong cried and laughed. On the last time, he saw the emperor so tempered. It was only a few years ago, when he was only six years old - think about it, the reason is the same, it is because of the southwest king.

The sky is full of snow and fluttering, and the branches of plum trees are covered. Although the cold weather is all over the place, the flowers are more densely opened, and in the cold air, quiet and fragrant.

Later, the letters of the southwestern province were still delivered on time, but they returned to Duan Yao’s handwriting, saying that his brother was practicing at the retreat and everything was well.

Chu Yuan folded the letters, all placed in the secret.

Everything is better than anything else.