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Chapter 31 Eight Years
As he stepped out of the threshold, Shen Qingxuan felt relieved that the world was spinning. It was spinning so fast, so urgent, as if it was about to collapse. He heard the screams of the servants, the screams of the girl, and the cry of the woman sitting on the chair behind him.
She shouted, "Xuan'er!"
Shen Qingxuan thought, who won? Lose both. Thinking like this, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he fell down covered in blood.
The moment he fell to the ground, Yimo hugged him into his arms.
No one could see how he moved, only that he, who had walked far away by side by side with Master Shen, suddenly appeared in front of him and held the eldest young master in his arms. Then the two disappeared together.
When Shen Qingxuan woke up, there was no cotton thread on his body, he was soaking in the hot spring water, which was very warm. Opening his eyes and looking around, he smiled and said, "If you just brought me here, the family will be worried."
Yimo put his arms around his waist from behind and said lightly, "No."
Shen Qingxuan was silent, and stood in the water while leaning on the rock, there was no pain on his back, he touched it with his backhand, the texture was smooth, and there were no scars left. He couldn't help turning around, raising his arms and wrapping Yimo's neck: "It's time for you to marry me."
Yimo still said: don't marry. The rejection was firm and decisive, leaving no room, but there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes that even he himself had never known.
Shen Qingxuan sighed: "Okay, don't marry today, marry tomorrow. It's the same."
Yimo didn't think he would marry him. If he had to give the two of them a marriage relationship, it would be more difficult for him to marry the person in front of him. But other people don't want to marry, they just want to marry.
That's how it got screwed.
Shen Qingxuan knew that after what happened today, no one could stop him. If he wanted to get along with the demon, no one could stop him; if he wanted to marry the demon, no one dared to stop him. His parents had already conceded defeat, leaving only the elders, relatives and friends of the clan, but so what? Even the involvement of close relatives and blood did not stop him. The remaining people who had no close relatives and blood to maintain, who would dare to stand up, stand upright in front of him, and scolded openly and defiantly!
dare not. No one dares.
Shen Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky above his head, the sky was blue and cloudless. The Shen family's silver taels of money, to this day, are all in his hands.
Whoever dares to stop him can try the taste of being strangled by his throat!
With one hand on Yimo's neck, Shen Qingxuan pressed close to him and kissed his face, "It's time to go back. At this hour, Xiaobao is looking for me everywhere."
Emer said, "Okay."
After one year and three months of acquaintance, Shen Qingxuan swept away all obstacles and waited for Yimo to nod. As long as he nodded, Yimo's name could be recorded in the family tree in the Shen clan ancestral hall, in the eyes of the clan and elders. .
In the future, no matter whether the Shen family rises or falls, if future generations read the genealogy, they can see the word Yimo next to the line of Shen Qingxuan of their ancestors.
He just waited for Emma to nod.
But Yimo never nodded.
Shen Qingxuan waited for eight years.
It was another early summer, with greenery outside the window, swallows murmured under the eaves, Shen Qingxuan was sitting in a pavilion in the courtyard, flipping through a book, ten paces away, a boy with a bun in a bun stood striding under the sun, with his back on his back. With a quiver tied to the top and a longbow in his hand, he was taking out a feather arrow from behind and aiming at the swallow's nest under the eaves.
"Little Treasure." Shen Qingxuan glanced at the corner of his eyes, and called out lazily.
The child quickly retracted the feather arrow, ran over, and shouted in a long tail, "Father—"
"Is it boring at home?" Shen Qingxuan asked.
"It's not as fun as in the mountains," Xiaobao wrinkled his nose, "Daddy knows how to read."
Putting down the book in his hand, Shen Qingxuan pinched his face: "Your father just brought you here yesterday, and he wanted to go back to the mountain. He hates daddy, doesn't he?"
"Of course not." Xiaobao quickly explained, "No one at home plays with me."
"Your father will play with you?" Shen Qingxuan couldn't imagine Yimo playing with him, he was quite curious.
"Father doesn't accompany me either." Xiaobao smiled and showed two tiger teeth, "There are many wild beasts in the mountains, and my father let them play with me."
Aha—Shen Qingxuan thought, the Beast went to play with the Beast.
The father and son were talking when Yimo suddenly appeared in the courtyard and asked, "What did you say?"
"Say you let the beast play with him." Shen Qingxuan said with some blame: "Do you think he is not wild enough?"
Yimo didn't answer and asked, "Do you want to tame beasts into domestic dogs?"
Shen Qingxuan retorted: "He is a human now."
Yimo raised his eyebrows and didn't answer.
Xiaobao looked at the two fathers with round eyes, and finally couldn't help but interject, and asked, "Am I a beast?"
The next moment Shen Qingxuan grabbed the booklet, patted it on his head, and said solemnly, "Senior speaking, you..." How can you talk too much.
"Baby is wrong." Xiaobao knelt down, admitting his mistake with great ease, obviously taking it for granted. Shen Qingxuan didn't embarrass him, and just silently handed over the book in his hand.
"Father," Xiaobao asked pitifully as he looked at the volume of the Lotus Sutra with a bitter face, "How many times did you copy it?"
"Three times." Shen Qingxuan smiled slightly: "After copying, send it to your grandma."
Xiaobao got up, grabbed Yimo's cuff and shook it, "Father, after I finish copying, come pick me up to the mountain, okay?"
Yimo thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Your husband has recovered. Tomorrow you will go back to the school to listen to his lecture."
Xiaobao's face drooped down completely, and he walked away.
I racked my brains along the way, but I couldn't figure out why my father and father clearly disagreed on how to raise him, but when they confronted him, they were very unanimous. Separation is inseparable.
It's like this every time, it's not as good as grandpa treats him. Give what you want.
After the child left, Yimo sat down and looked at the already familiar face opposite, and couldn't help asking, "How many books do you plan to let him copy?"
"Sharpen your temper, look at it while copying, as much as you copy." Shen Qingxuan took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "You keep it free, I keep it in captivity, what's wrong with it?"
Yimo thought about it and nodded, "Very good." After speaking, he pulled the person over, and Shen Qingxuan leaned against his chest, looking up and waiting for him to kiss.
The two of them were hugging each other and were inseparable. The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and the figure in the Taoist uniform rushed all the way, shouting and rushing in. Just when they saw the gesture of the two of them, they suddenly stopped. Feet, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said angrily: "In broad daylight, don't go too far!"
Shen Qingxuan sat up and looked at Xu Mingshi who was stomping his feet beside the bamboo forest with a funny look, thinking that he didn't know who was going too far. His courtyard was originally sparsely populated. Since the incident with Yimo eight years ago, no one has come here. Except for the two girls who are still serving in the courtyard, the original servants have all been assigned to other places. In the past few years, even Master Shen has not set foot there several times, and Mrs. Shen has not once. Everyone knows that the southern courtyard of the Shen residence is a forbidden area.
Although it is a forbidden area, it still has a master. Xu Mingshi rushed in without saying hello, and he dared to accuse him of going too far. It was getting worse and worse.
Shen Qingxuan got up and straightened his robes and walked over.
Xu Mingshi covered his eyes and was still stomping his feet: "You guys stop, I'm in a hurry!"
Shen Qingxuan slowed down and approached, and suddenly patted him on the shoulder, Xu Mingshi was shocked, put down his hand and saw the eldest son of the Shen family was smiling, and pointed to the east and said, "I'm in a hurry, The hut is over there."
"I'm not going to the thatched hut!" Xu Mingshi waved his hand, "I really have something to do."
"Did you cause trouble again?" Shen Qingxuan squinted at him, and said in disbelief, "You have been sensible in recent years, so you shouldn't cause trouble."
Xu Mingshi quickly waved his hand to show his innocence, "It's not me, it's not me, it's your brother."
"Huh?" Shen Qingxuan was no longer in the mood to tease him after hearing the words, "What's wrong with Xiaozhen?"
Xu Mingshi wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Give me some water to drink."
Shen Qingxuan rolled his eyes at him and returned to the pavilion.
Xu Mingshi also followed, picked up the tea cups on the table and poured three cups in a row before stopping, sitting on the stone bench, and then came one by one.
Shen Zhen was an official in Biannan. Originally, his family was rich and he did not need to do some bribery things. He was also an honest and honest official, and was loved by the people. He practiced martial arts at a young age, and he was also proficient in the art of war. Three years ago, he was recommended to be the prefect of Biannan, and it should have been good weather since then, guarding the southern border for the country. Unexpectedly, the emperor in the court did not establish a prince for a long time, which led to several factions of the important officials in the court, and there were constant disputes in the court, and it was unknown how many officials benefited or suffered disasters. The matter in the DPRK was too far from the southern border, and should not have involved him, but because of the position of the prince, the flames became bigger and bigger, and finally it ignited on the frontier officials. Regardless of the officials and generals, the official position is forced to stand on one side or the other.
Shen Zhen was naturally involved, too, and could not escape.
Shen Qingxuan tapped his forehead and said, "I heard him say something in the family letter this year, but he won't say anything about it. Partisan disputes are always unavoidable, you just say, which faction does he stand for? "
Yimo drank tea and remained silent until now, "There are only two factions of people in the court now, but it seems that it is only the old prime minister."
Shen Qingxuan frowned, "You mean Xiaozhen is fine?"
"How can there be nothing wrong?" Xu Mingshi hurriedly took over the conversation and said: "Shen Zhen said that last month, officials jointly participated in the performance, saying that the prime minister had been in power for 40 years, embezzled millions of silver taels, sold officials and rank, and the examination room was fraudulent. Dozens of counts are listed to bring him down."
"Yes." Shen Qingxuan smiled: "Since Shen Zhen is on the side of Xiangguo, he is on the side of the eldest prince. Once the primeval country falls, the prince loses his right arm, and Shen Zhen will also be implicated. Why don't you pass it on for me? A letter, let him resign before the storm comes."
Xu Mingshi shook his head and said, "He wouldn't agree. Besides, I was going there to get rid of demons. I just remembered that your brother was an official there, so I went to him. He is not familiar with me."
Yimo glanced at Xu Mingshi, then looked at Shen Qingxuan, and then said, "Shen Zhen originally wanted you to speak, but now that his brother has spoken, how about you run again?"
Shen Qingxuan also nodded in agreement: "Just run again."
Xu Mingshi stomped his feet anxiously: "But he also said before that if he was asked to resign, he might as well wait to die."
Hearing this, Shen Qingxuan waved his sleeves: "I have no way, and I am not an official. Even if I have some connections, I can only save some minor disasters. How can I have the ability to manage such a thing?"
After speaking, he got up, drove Xu Mingshi away, walked to the door, remembered and ordered, "Don't tell my parents beforehand."
Xu Mingshi was pushed and shoved to the side, unable to stand up straight, so he was busy responding.
As soon as Xu Mingshi left, Shen Qingxuan slumped his shoulders, let out a long sigh, shook Yimo's hand, clasped his fingers together, and the two returned to the small building.
After the evening was over, Yimo closed his eyes and hugged the man in his arms, rubbed his back with one hand, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking how many years I can wait for you," Shen Qingxuan also closed his eyes and muttered, "What if you just marry me."
Yimo opened a slit in his eyelids, looked at the top of his hair, closed it again, and said lightly, "Lie. You're thinking about the day."
Shen Qingxuan nibbled on his collarbone with a smile, acting like a puppy gnawing on meat and bones, with dense teeth marks and not giving up, he nibbled on Yimo's neck again, leaving a few red marks glowing with water before he said: "I can't hide it from you." He added, "It's just that I really can't think of a way."
Emer said, "Then think slowly."
"I'm afraid that if I think about it, my younger brother will also die." Shen Qingxuan lay down again, looking at the graceful patterns on the pink-colored bed curtain, thinking for a while, and said, "You go to bed first." He took off the clothes scattered on the ground, put them on again one by one, and finally put on his shoes and socks, then turned around and put a kiss on Yimo's lips, then turned around and left.
Yimo saw his back disappear behind the door, then pulled up the quilt to cover it, and really fell asleep. He just slept until late at night, reached out his hand unconsciously, and hugged the quilt tightly, as if holding a person in his arms.
Shen Qingxuan wrote a few letters overnight, sealed them with wax, and sent them out separately. Three days later, he replied to the letter and retrieved them quickly. After reading the letter, Shen Qingxuan finally came up with a plan, but he felt that the future was bleak and the plan was malicious. . After being embarrassed for a long time, I asked Yimo to discuss.
Shen Qingxuan took out the letterheads and unfolded them one by one, handed them over and said, "I have been inquiring carefully these days, but this time Xiangguo can't escape. The memorial to him listed ten crimes, any one of which is to kill the family and kill the head. The sin is only one less."
Yimo looked at the letter and asked with interest, "Which one?"
"Treachery." Shen Qingxuan said, and laughed.
Yimo glanced at him: "Laughing so proudly. Is this the guilt you came up with?"
"The Son of Heaven is wise, but he can't make a decision on the matter of the crown prince. Obviously, he doesn't like the eldest prince. There are many party members of the old prime minister in the court, and the other faction is Prince Wen who supports the third prince. Both factions are The roots are deep and luxuriant, the emperor is not easy to cut off, to get rid of one side, you have to watch the other side grow. The emperor will not do such a stupid thing." Shen Qingxuan took the pen and paper, and whispered: "I heard that the prince ordered ginseng to become a book. The old Xiangguo just wanted to take his head, and the arrogance of the eldest prince was exactly in line with the emperor's wishes, so it was difficult for the Xiangguo to keep it. But it is not impossible..."
The solution is to add a monstrous sin—treason to those ten sins.
The sin of treason is greater than heaven.
There are many party members of the Prime Minister. If they are accused of rebellion, the court will carry out a major cleaning. Such a cleaning is something the emperor does not want to see. He just wants to get rid of the old prime minister, and doesn't want to uproot the forces behind him at one time, otherwise the eldest prince's faction will fall completely, and the third prince will be unavoidable. At that time, the Son of Heaven will have to agree even if he does not agree. The king of a country will not watch such a thing happen, and it is impossible for one party to become so powerful that it threatens his position.
It just needs someone to read the previous one in the courtroom. Lao Xiangguo can keep it, and the power behind Lao Xiangguo can naturally be preserved.
"What are you looking at me for?" Yimo asked.
Shen Qingxuan smiled slightly: "How about you go fast, send this letter to the person who should send it for me?"
Emer said, "I thought you didn't need my help."
"Anytime, I need you." Shen Qingxuan raised his eyes and stared at him seriously: "As long as you are by my side." I'm not afraid.
Yimo looked at him quietly, the candle on the table swayed slightly, and warm orange was flowing in the dark eyes. Shen Qingxuan stretched out his hand, took his fingers and rubbed them together, Yimo turned his hand, and the overlapping fingers were entangled in one place, Shen Qingxuan looked at him with a smile, and then stared into his eyes, his eyes full of affection never hiding.
Picking up the still-inked letter on the table, Yimo got up and disappeared.
After three months, Shen Zhen's letter was sent back, and Lao Xiangguo was removed from his official position due to corruption and corruption, and he returned to his hometown to recuperate. Hearing that the prince built the party for personal gain, slandered important officials, cut his titles, and deducted his salary for three years.
Shen Qingxuan lay down on the beauty's couch, listening to Xiaobao's endorsement, threw the letter in his hand, and said to himself, "What does it have to do with me, I only protect my brother." Then he looked at Xiaobao: "Where did it go?"
"Zhanpi Qiao, green bamboo Yiyi, there are bandit gentlemen, such as sparring, such as grinding..." Xiaobao sternly said: "Dad doesn't listen carefully."
"Little Treasure." Shen Qingxuan sat up suddenly, and said, "A gentleman is like a jade, and a pair of jades are Jue, you will be called Shen Jue from now on."
"Why Shuangyu?" Xiaobao asked strangely.
Shen Qingxuan lay back lazily again: "No reason."
"Daddy lied to me." Xiaobao didn't believe him, thought about it and said, "Because I'm the child of Daddy and Father?"
Shen Qingxuan glared at him, "If you don't understand, just think about it, don't talk nonsense."
"Daddy, your ears are red." Xiaobao pointed out solemnly, and then came to his own conclusion, "It must be like this."
Then he was smashed on the head with a book by his father and kicked out.
Shen Qingxuan pulled the thin blanket over his face, his ears were burning red, he spat countless times in his heart, and secretly said, "I'm not a gentleman."
Outside the door, Xiaobao shouted at the top of his voice:
...there are bandit gentlemen, who are as sharp as sparring, as sharp as grinding... There are bandit gentlemen, who are as gold as tin, as Guiyu as jade...