The man disappeared, and the air seemed to relax, with airflow fluctuations.

Ji Jiu didn't feel relieved when he knew that he was leaving, but was nervous and helpless. It was a kind of helplessness that he could not control the situation. He had been in a high position for a long time, and he was used to holding power. The most taboo thing was not knowing the status quo. This sudden catastrophe is a kind of torture both mentally and physically.

Ji Jiu waited stiffly for a while, making sure that the man had completely left, and then stood up slowly, shaking as he stood up, as if he was a little unsteady. He stood still, but his face was expressionless. He only looked down at the pool of blood on the ground. The dark red blood was a color of shame. His eyes were sharp and fierce, like a blade. Not a prince, not a relative, but kneeling and kneeling, bending over and kowtow, just to beg. For Ji Jiu, this is something that has never happened before. In lifetime, never thought that there would be such a humble day.

The hatred in my heart is like a flood. Yet there was always a sense of helplessness. Other than that, what else could he do? Against such an inhuman monster, he had no choice. The only solution was to choose the easiest way to solve it.

Now that man is gone, although he left, he did not agree to it. Ji Jiu turned around and stared at the bright sun outside with a bloody face, wondering if this matter was over. Better, he thought, to end it.

What if it's not over? Ji Jiu unavoidably thought of this, but couldn't think of a countermeasure, so he had to watch the sun shining brightly outside the door, and his body felt cold.

Continuous humiliation and self-esteem confrontation, Ji Jiu finally fell ill that night. Lying on the couch, cold sweat continued, rustling from the sweat holes, Ji Jiu was wrapped in the quilt, soaked all over, but his teeth were trembling, and he was swaying.

Doctor Langzhong came several times, but he didn't see anything wrong. He only prescribed some soothing prescriptions, but the decoction did not work. Ji Jiu was very awake. He stared at the roof, his family was anxious, wondering why the disease came, and when he went to ask him, he seemed to have heard nothing and was wandering. The monk who invited him saw the white cloth on his forehead, but he guessed a bit, but promised that he would not leak the rumors. He had to keep his mouth shut, no matter how forced Ji Jiu's family was, he just chanted Buddha with his hands together. In the end, the lady came with her two-year-old daughter, put the soft and tender little girl on Ji Jiu, walked to the side and watched her daughter crawling on her husband's body, without making a sound to obstruct.

With saliva hanging from the corner of the girl's mouth, she looked at her mother for unknown reasons, and then at her father. After a while, she stretched out her fat hand to grab Ji Jiu's face, muttering incomprehensible children's words. Grabbing the white silk on Ji Jiu's forehead, then grabbing his nose, and scratching a few times, Ji Jiu turned around sweating profusely, staring straight at the daughter in front of his chest, and the little girl also looked at him, grinning suddenly , saliva dripped on Ji Jiu's face. Ji Jiu finally pulled out a smile.

This sudden illness, so suddenly healed.

Madam heaved a sigh of relief, and then poured tea and water to the side without mentioning it, but she did not deliberately ask the cause of her husband's illness.

However, after being sick for three or five days, Ji Jiu lost a lot of weight, and had more quirks. First of all, he didn't enter that room again. It used to be the bridal chamber when the bride was married, and the wife was there. She transformed from a young girl to a young woman. In the blink of an eye, the house has been carefully furnished, and all the utensils and supplies are familiar. You can walk in the room with your eyes closed. A son and a daughter were born on this bed. Ji Jiu ordered someone to lock the house.

Madam was surprised and reluctant to give up, and she didn't say anything in the end. In fact, she knew that there must be something in the husband's heart, and it was something that couldn't be mentioned. Since it can't be mentioned, it's locked.

A copper lock completely closed the door, and the windows were sealed with wooden strips. There was a lot of movement, but because Ji Jiu was the owner of the house, no one dared to come up and ask. Moreover, it is an official family, even the subordinates are conditioned, and what should be said should not be said, the heart is like a mirror, and the dozens of mouths up and down the family are all closed tightly, and they dare not even discuss in private.

Ji Jiu had recovered for two days, and her face was flushed again. This day has nothing to do. He is holding the little girl in the courtyard and recites the book. He sits on the stone bench, holds the book, and holds the little girl in one hand. The river and sea do not choose the trickle, so it can be deep; the king is not only the common people, so he can understand its virtue..." The little girl was lying in his arms, listening obediently, although she didn't understand, she also felt that her father Sounds good. His voice was soft, his demeanor was gentle and modest, as if he was whispering in a low voice, but his words were clear. His calm and leisurely chanting sound was like a breeze in a sunny day. Fragrant, secreted into the heart and spleen.

He sighed in awe, with warm eyebrows and a smile, but he didn't know that in the shadow under the tree, there was always someone watching him intently, as if going back in time, back to more than 150 years ago, when Shen Qingxuan held Xiaobao in his arms, Leaning in the pavilion and chanting books, at that time, he spent his time comfortably in the sound of chanting books. Xu is finally lost, Fang Zhi once had a beautiful moment. If life is just as first seen, it is only normal at the time.

Yimo lowered his eyes, sat cross-legged against the tree pole, leaned against the century-old locust tree in the courtyard, only listened to the familiar voice chanting, and never looked at him again. Can't see, can't see.

Ji Jiu thought for a while, and noticed that there was no movement in her arms. She looked down and saw that the little girl had closed her eyes and fell asleep. Her nose was slightly opened, and her sleep was extraordinarily sweet. Appearance, Ji Jiu laughed, put the book down, and gently picked her finger from her mouth. The little girl frowned uncomfortably, and lowered the corner of her mouth as if she was about to cry. The temptation to fall asleep again.

The father and daughter were in Ningxin's room, but the servants came to report that Eunuch Zhang had arrived in the palace.

Ji Jiu summoned the girl, handed the child over, and hurriedly walked out of the inner courtyard. When he returned home this time, he was visiting relatives outside of his work report, but in January, he would return to the army and stay with the soldiers day and night. After returning to the palace several times, all of them went quickly and returned quickly. In the past two years, there was no major incident in the frontier. The Di Man in the south completely surrendered to five years ago, and only the Xiongnu in the northern border remained. The Xiongnu soldiers are brave and courageous, good at riding and shooting, and their skills are precise, fast and accurate. , so he couldn't care about committing to the border again, Ji Jiu went to inquire about it, and proved that the news was true, so the northern Xinjiang was peaceful for a few years.

This peace is only temporary, Ji Jiu knows it, the generals in the army know it, the ministers in the court know it, and the emperor knows it even more.

Ji Jiu changed into the official uniform and entered the palace with Eunuch Zhang. There were only two people in the imperial study. One was wearing a bright yellow robe, facing the topographic map of northern Xinjiang on the shelf. Facing Ji Jiu, when Ji Jiu came, they were whispering.

Ji Jiu knelt down and kowtowed: "Wei Chen sees the emperor."

The emperor nodded and smiled, walked up to him and said: "Ji Jiu." The voice was very gentle, but it was majestic, Ji Jiu lowered his head and said, "Yes."

The emperor got him up and asked, "How is General Ji's health recently?"

Ji Jiu replied: "My father is in good health, and before Wei Chen returned home, he also drank with his old friends. During the banquet, he only ate two of the cakes."

The emperor smiled and said it was very good.

Ji Jiu knew that this was just a foreshadowing before the event, so he stood aside and waited for the emperor to speak.

Unexpectedly, the emperor didn't bring up the serious business, only chatted with him, asked about the family affairs, the military affairs, the recruitment of troops, the training of troops, and suddenly changed the subject and went back to his home, such as Ji Jiu's eldest son's homework and so on. Ji Jiu answered one by one, but he was uncertain.

After a while, the emperor picked up a memorial from the case and handed it over: "This is an emergency military situation, look at it."

Ji Jiu was stunned for a moment, took it with both hands, and opened it to read it carefully. The emperor has always observed his expression, and the man in the blue shirt is also standing beside him.

Finally, Ji Jiu closed the memorial, took a deep breath, and said, "The three generations of Ji's family are loyal and good, and their descendants are all serving in the army. There has never been any deduction of army pay.

The emperor smiled inscrutable, took the memorial from him, put it aside, seemed to abandon it, and said, "How could I doubt you?" .

Ji Jiu was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the green-robed guest beside him. Seeing that the man seemed to be calm as if he had never heard anything, his heart tightened, and Ji Jiu remained silent.

The emperor looked at his childhood companion with an unfathomable expression on his face. He paused and said, "Don't stay in Beijing, and return to the army tomorrow."

When Ji Jiu entered the door, this was the first time he raised his eyes and looked at the emperor in front of him. The emperor became more and more mature, and his eyebrows and eyes became much gloomier. He was no longer the gloomy but still approachable prince in his youth, but the real king of the world. Ji Jiu knew that from the time their Ji family worked together to support this humble prince to the time he was enthroned as emperor, he had returned to his courtier from his original companion.

Ji Jiu knelt down again and whispered, "Wei Chen retire."

When looked up, saw the jade pendant on the waist of the dragon robe swaying, a jade pendant of a crimson nine-headed turtle. Five years ago, he was a general for the first time. He led 20,000 troops to the south and pacified the Nanman. After the teacher returned to Beijing, he was also in the imperial study. At that time, he was still young and frivolous. Although he knew something was wrong, he also took off the jade from his waist and sent it to him. It is the nine-headed turtle carved from Feiyu.

Ji Jiu didn't know if he was wearing it on purpose today or something else. But he would rather that the emperor, whose majesty is growing in front of him, just wear the jade ornament on a sudden whim.

Ji Jiu retreated, and the emperor behind him kept watching his back disappear from sight. After a pause, he looked back at the military map. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly said, "What do you think of this person?"

The green-robed guest smiled and replied, "Your Majesty, a gentleman is like a lotus."

The emperor was silent again, "What if I use him to sweep the Huns?"

"Your Majesty," the man hesitated for a moment and said, "General Ji is born to be a general."

"Oh?"

"Five years ago, he became famous with 20,000 soldiers who traveled far away in wild lands, climbed mountains and mountains, crossed rivers and seas, and reached the enemy's heart. But no one thought carefully about how the soldiers in the north could overcome the climate in the south, How to follow the enemy's trail all the way, not be tempted by the enemy's generals, and go straight to the old nest. This battle depends entirely on the general's decision. Where to go, you must have no last resort, in order to achieve this miracle, if you make a wrong move, The 20,000 soldiers and generals will all be trapped and perished. The first time General Ji led troops into battle, he showed his talent as a military general. If he was sent to the Xiongnu, he would definitely not lose his trust.”

The emperor kept looking at the topographic map, then turned his face, "If that's the case, why did Aiqing hesitate just now?"

"Your Majesty," the man smiled bitterly before he said, "I just think, Your Majesty wants him to become a general with outstanding achievements in battle...or...keep him by his side."

The emperor's thoughts were expressed in one sentence, but he did not show his anger or anger. He only looked at the man for a moment, but he was still calm, and asked: "What if I want him to settle the world for me, but also want him to stay by my side?"

"A gentleman is like a lotus." The man knelt down and said in a low voice, "Either fold it down and let it wilt and then abandon it, or let it show its splendor."

The emperor was silent for a moment and said, "Go back."

Ji Jiu rode his horse and left the palace in a hurry. When he arrived at the market, he accidentally glanced at a person walking out of the corner. From far to near, he was dressed as a Taoist priest, with white hair and a childlike face. He had a bit of immortal style. His heart moved, Ji Jiu Tightening the reins, the horse under him neighed and stopped with a neigh. The neigh caught the attention of the Taoist. He had just come out to buy and had never paid attention to passersby. He raised his head and met Ji Jiu. All were surprised.

The Taoist shouted out in shock, "Shen Qingxuan!"

What Ji Jiu was surprised at was the surprise and ecstasy in his eyes when he saw the long-lost old man. Ji Jiu was very sure that he had never seen this person before, but although this person called out an unfamiliar name, his eyes were looking straight at him, and there was no trace of acknowledging the wrong person.

Ji Jiu's mind turned very quickly, and he looked down at his wrist. There was a circle of teeth marks on the snake-kissed birthmark, and his heart skipped a beat. Ji Jiu didn't want to recall that incident, so he raised his head again, asking for it. When I talked to that person, I realized that there was no one in front of me.

Ji Jiu looked into the distance from the high-headed horse. The back of the man was running like crazy in the alley. There was still a little bit of immortal appearance, but he ran a few steps, and he ran very far in a flash. Ji Jiu Just know that this man really has magic in his body. Unfortunately, people are gone.

Ji Jiu sighed and rode back to the house.

That Taoist was Xu Mingshi. He used his magic to run all the way to the front of an inn and went upstairs. He slammed open a door of the guest room, and shouted at the young man who was sitting by the window watching: "I Found your father!"

The young man stood up immediately: "Really?"

"Seriously, the eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same, and there will never be a mistake. Hurry up and go, he's not as fast as us on horseback. Now it's too late to catch up." Xu Mingshi was about to leave and stepped over the gate, only to realize that no one moved behind him. , just standing there, as if thinking about something.

"Why don't you chase?" he asked suspiciously.

"Go and find out, who is he now, how old is he, whether he has a family or an official position. After you find out, come back to me." Shen Jue said quietly, "Don't hurry up!"

Xu Mingshi paused, and immediately ran away without a trace. just lamented in heart that when was young, was full of energy and blood, and killed other people's parents. Now it's better. This wolf cub learned exactly the same as Shen Qingxuan. Now he is completely used as a servant.

He couldn't help but blame Yimo for what he did to leave the little wolf cub to go to find Shen Qingxuan, and as a result, he was implicated in suffering.

Xu Shiming slandered and slandered, but there was nothing he could do, and he honestly ran around for others.

In fact, it was also embarrassing for him. Yimo went to find Shen Qingxuan, but Shen Jue insisted on following him. Yimo had the temperament to go his own way. Taking him by his side for a hundred years was the limit. Besides, there was no blood relationship. Shen Qingxuan wanted Xiaobao to be independent, so one night, Yimo left him alone. Shen Jue was alone, and after all, he got into trouble. He fought with an old ghost on a lonely mountain. The ghost has also cultivated for thousands of years. The little wolf is only a hundred years old. It was Yimo who came to hear the news and saved his life. Although he was alive, he remained in a coma. Yimo spent another 20 years going to Lingshan Mountain in the South China Sea to guard a fairy stamen. After waiting for a few days, I knew that he was about to wake up, and that I had delayed Shen Qingxuan's reincarnation time, so I called Xu Mingshi to take care of Xiaobao, and then I left the mountain and continued to find Shen Qingxuan.

The father and son were separated, and when Shen Jue woke up, she knew that she had made a mistake, so she didn't have the face to go to Yimo, so she could only drag Xu Mingshi to find the reincarnation of her father.

Now that my father has been found, and my father must be nearby, Shen Jue is full of shame and thinks, if the 20 years of delay in healing his own injuries make them lose the opportunity of this life, what can he do to make up for it?

If he can't make up for it, what face does he have to see his father?

Shen Jue could only pray silently that this opportunity would still exist, but she also understood that after 20 years, which ordinary family has not married and had children? Besides, his father is a very noble person in this world, I'm afraid it's too late. Looking up at the window, the sun is shining outside the window, and there is an occasional breeze. The haze in Shen Jue's heart also dissipated, no matter what, he found his father.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face. The smile is refreshing and innocent, just like the child who was coquettish in his father's arms when he was young.