The luxuriant forests and bamboos cover the sky and the sun, and block the wind of this cold winter a lot. Being in it, you only feel bleak, and you don't feel the chill of resigning from office.

Supporting the pavilion stone, Xu Yuanqing got up slowly, seeing the national teacher standing on his back, standing upright like a pine and cypress, as if a master had come to the world, but there was no sense of awe in his heart, and his anger became stronger and stronger, with a pair of peach blossom eyesFilled with resentment and killing intent.

"You can't go."

The national teacher hadn't turned his head yet, as if he was sure that his body was weak, and he was at the limit of going up the mountain, so he couldn't help him anymore, so he walked forward.

Xu Yuanqing forgot the emergency concealed weapon on the carriage, swept the stone beside him and threw it at his calf. He didn't have the so-called internal force, so he could only rely on ingenuity and the only strength he had. The effect was as he expected, like a mosquitoBiting, the national teacher only paused for a moment before continuing to move forward.

"He said you can't go!"

The resentment in the words was full, Li Yiming would arrive in time, before the national teacher could react, he kicked him, kicked him upside down and fell into the bamboo leaves, and then he stepped forward and immediately diedHe pinched the national teacher's chin, and punched him in the abdomen without mercy. The national teacher spat out the bitter water and the things hidden in his mouth.

After telling him that he had no power to fight back, Li Yiming pushed him away with disgust on his face, walked towards Xu Yuanqing, and took the handkerchief he handed over to wipe his hands.

The national teacher has been pampered and respected in the Daxiangguo Temple for more than ten years, and the people worship him. He can destroy people and die with his words. The fruits and vegetables worshiping gods in the temple must be close to him first. Let alone being touched by people, walking is luxuriouschariot.

Li Yiming has been tempered in the army for many years, his hands are very strong, and he hates him extremely, so he can't help but leave room for his moves. If he didn't save his life for Xu Yuanqing to question, he might be a dead body by now.

His whole body was in pain, and the national teacher was still shedding physical tears. He vaguely saw Xu Yuanqing approaching, and buried his head in reflex in fear of being beaten.

Seeing this, Xu Yuanqing sneered, he pretended to be unfathomable and understanding righteousness just now, he is most displeased with this kind of person who is both upright and upright, he has done all the bad things and still said "Amitabha", it is really outrageous.

"Do you think you can get rid of me with a few words?" Xu Yuanqing stared at him condescendingly, the murderous intent in his eyes was not diminished, and the darkness in his eyes was frightening. He took out a small dagger from his waist unhurriedly, and lifted the hem of his clothesKneeling down, "Do you think that when you die, everything in the past can be erased?"

Seeing the sinister look in his eyes, the national teacher looked like he was crazy, he was terrified and dared not provoke him.

"In my place, there is no such thing as a death sentence." Xu Yuanqing was not eager to speak, but said softly and slowly as usual, but his eyes were as cold as ghosts and gods, and the knife in his hand slowly moved closer to the face of the national teacher,Seeing him pale with shock, tears in his eyes, he avoided him desperately.

Just now, he still bullied him as a sick man, now Xu Yuanqing also bullies him as a cripple.

The dagger pierced his shoulder blade bit by bit, the national teacher was in pain, screaming and struggling, Li Yiming strode forward and stepped on his waist bone, he couldn't move even with a little force.

It's boring, if he doesn't struggle, how can he feel the pain that Xu Yuanqing has suffered for so many years.

Xu Yuanqing waved Li Yiming back, Li Yiming frowned slightly but still obeyed.

The national teacher stared at him with eyes wide open, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "Aren't you afraid of Your Majesty?"

Hearing this, Xu Yuanqing released all his remaining strength, and the knife sank into his shoulder blades. The national teacher yelled "Ah", rolling all over the ground in pain. He didn't look like an immortal national teacher.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I can't take it anymore." Xu Yuanqing looked at each other coldly, and when he saw that he was about to touch her, she backed away a little, and got tired of watching him struggle, so she said, "I broke his tendons and hamstrings."

Let him also taste the taste of powerlessness.

Then the national teacher became flustered, and kept wriggling towards him, begging, "I'll tell you what you want to know!"

Li Yiming stopped in front of Xu Yuanqing, raised his foot against the head of the national teacher to keep him from approaching.

Xu Yuanqing pushed Li Yiming away and squatted down, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were red and bloodthirsty, and the dagger was placed under his eyes, and he told him word by word, "Unfortunately, I know everything."

The national teacher was terrified, and hurriedly said: "The one who gave me the poison is..."

"ah!"

A shriek startles the perching birds, and the bamboo forest is rustled by the wind.

Xu Yuanqing looked coldly at the national teacher's mouth full of blood and a bright red tongue, his eyes were bent, and he sighed slightly, pretending to be pity, "ah, it's time to strike." There was no pity in his eyes, only endless chill.

He stood up, his eyes darkened from squatting for too long, his body swayed, Li Yiming supported him, his eyes became clear again, looking at the swaying bamboo, his expression dimmed, he fell into the abyss at the moment of darknessThe illusion, but only for a moment.

He has never claimed to be good, and has always been revengeful and revengeful. He will not form evil with others, and will not let those who hurt him go.

Repaying grievances with virtue, oh, go to hell!

Xu Yuanqing threw the dagger to Li Yiming, and sat lazily on the steps of the pavilion, watching the national teacher's tendons and hamstrings being severed, unable to speak out of pain.

Compared with the hardships he has suffered for so many years, his physical pain has just begun.

"Wuwei." Xu Yuanqing called out his dharma name word by word. Now such a crippled person can never assume the position of national teacher. The red mole under his eyes is eye-catching, and he looks like a secluded judge.The two shuddered, but their tone was still indifferent, "I won't tell you to die. If you dare to die, I will burn down the Daxiangguo Temple, skin your disciples, and then ask my sister for an imperial decree to kill your bones."Put it at the city gate for the worship of the people all over the world, and then find another woman..."

He didn't finish what he said later, and the scene was extremely absurd even thinking about it, seeing the decadent look in the eyes of the national teacher was enough.

The original Xu Shizi knew that he would not be able to survive as long as he could remember. His young heart must have been hurt, and he became more and more decadent. He was able to live in the snow with the body of the original owner. It is said that Xu Shizi ran out while no one was paying attention.Wearing only a thin piece of clothing, the person who usually takes a few steps and is out of breath, suddenly disappeared that day, with the determination to die.

Counting the hardships of the original owner together, it would not be an exaggeration for Xu Yuanqing to cut the national teacher into pieces, but he thought, wouldn't letting him die would be fulfilling his wish? His Majesty wanted him to die, and wanted him to die in front of Xu Yuanqing,In order to blame him, Xu Yuanqing not only made his life worse than death, but also asked His Majesty to see it with his own eyes through the eyeliner inserted in Daxiangguo Temple.

The national teachers of the Dasheng Dynasty all had a short life. There are rumors in the market that the national teachers counted their destiny to shorten their lives. They sacrificed for the people of the world and for righteousness.

Xu Yuanqing didn't think so, and scoffed at this. Since ancient times, the conflict between theocracy and royal power has intensified. Theocracy can restrict the royal power to a certain extent.The theory of ghosts and gods that is not conducive to the court will not be allowed to spread.,

Therefore, in the past dynasties, there were very few national teachers who died in their old age.

Dasheng only has a history of more than two hundred years, and there are more than 30 national teachers. The shortest term is a year and a half, and the longest is more than ten years. It can be seen that the national teacher is a high-risk occupation.

The current national teacher's name is Wuwei, and he is the longest-serving national teacher in the history of the Dasheng Dynasty.

At that time, His Majesty was in his prime of life, and when he was about to carry out a new policy, he was blocked by the stubborn family in the imperial court. Wuwei, who had just become a national teacher, opened the Temple of Heaven to ask for the destiny, and practiced under the scorching sun for three days and three nights.It was only then that the New Deal was successfully carried out, and the National Teacher was honored as the guest of honor by Emperor Chongming since then, giving him the highest honor.

Since then, what he said before has been regarded as a standard, and everyone in the capital of the weak crown believes that Xu Shizi will not survive.

The many achievements of Emperor Chongming over the years are inseparable from the national teacher pretending to be a god and playing ghosts. Even the matter of letting the Xiang family lead troops to retake the city was fueled by the national teacher.It's Your Majesty.

If the words of the national teacher, especially the most serious ones, are not true, the people of the world will have doubts about the national teacher, and the court has long been dissatisfied with his dictatorship.Now that the northern border is settled, the imperial court is taking care of the people's livelihood, and at the time when all the people in the world are in peace, if there is chaos from top to bottom, the northern slaves will definitely come back.

As the emperor, he should be headed by Anbang Dingguo. The national teacher's fortune-telling should only be done for him, even if it is false, it must be true. He doesn't need the destiny, he only needs a person who can turn his wishes into destiny.

Xu Yuanqing came here just now and smelled the drunken clouds and osmanthus, so he guessed the general situation. The national teacher knew that if he made a mistake and would attract criticism from His Majesty, he would not only lose his position as the national teacher, but also endanger his life.According to Xu Yuanqing's verdict, he could not let Xu Yuanqing live past New Year's Eve, but unexpectedly Xu Yuanqing broke his plan.

His Majesty was calm and did not get angry with the national teacher. Chu Qi still had a chance, so Chu Qi knew it was a conspiracy and still took risks. He didn't want Xuan Pinghou to make arrangements, and Xiang Changyuan desperately protected him. He was unscathed.The judgment of the national teacher has completely become a joke.

There have been rumors and discussions in the capital.

He wanted the death of the national teacher, and he wanted to suppress the rumors with bigger things. The best way now is for the national teacher to die because of Xu Yuanqing.

Xu Yuanqing guessed that Emperor Chongming, who thought he was wise and mighty, was sitting on his dragon chair at the moment, sitting in the Spring and Autumn Dream.

He looked at the dying national teacher on the ground, and looked down at his cloak stained with his dirty blood, which was very ugly. He stood up and tore off the cloak and left it aside. Li Yiming waved his hand to pick it up.leave.

Li Yiming followed him with a frown, still worried that his cloak would be left behind, no doubt he had left a handle.

Xu Yuanqing just wanted to leave a clue, but he wanted to see how Emperor Chongming would be furious when he knew that his calculations had been emptied. Sure enough, there was no one good about this Shen, and no one liked it.

Zuo Yue and the little monk were guarding the side of the mountain ladder. When he saw Xu Yuanqing hurried forward, he became nervous when he saw that his cloak was gone. Then he looked closely at the few drops of blood on his cuffs and the hem of his clothes.Suppressing the color of worry.

Xu Yuanqing walked in front of the little monk, the blood red color in his eyes faded, his eyes were indifferent as usual, "Rescue him, otherwise everyone in Daxiangguo Temple will be buried with the master."

The little monk was startled, Xu Yuanqing went down the mountain before he could react.

Li Yiming knew that he was angry and hurt his body, so he asked him to go down the mountain but was ruthlessly rejected, so he could only watch him go carefully, sometimes raised his hand to help him, and asked, "Do you know who gave the poison to the national teacher?"

Xu Yuanqing replied slowly, "There are candidates."

"No wonder." Li Yiming nodded. Before he had a deep friendship with him, he didn't know that there were such rational people in the world.The national teacher will cut off his tongue after finishing speaking.

When going up the mountain, was very anxious, and poured all energy into it, just wanting to meet people quickly. When went down the mountain, all the worries in heart disappeared, and was not in a hurry to do anything, so went down the mountain slowly, but was still tired, so that the beautiful scenery was in front of me.No heart to watch.

It took half an hour to sit in the carriage, and Xu Yuanqing fell asleep against the wall of the carriage. Zuo Yue came from the carriage and found him another cloak to cover him, and then covered him with several layers of blankets before giving up.

Li Yiming saw the gray thing protruding from Xu Yuanqing's sleeve, and reached out to take out a small bottle the size of a palm. He looked up at Zuo Yue and asked, "What is this?"

Zuo Yue stared at the bottle in his hand, his eyes lit up, he leaned his head, his eyebrows danced, and he said in a low voice, "My son asked me to find the medicine for Mr. Xiang. It is the best cure for the knife wound. This is what Shizi Fei made a fuss about at the time.I was accidentally injured when I went to the military camp, and the empress ordered the special medicine from the Tai Hospital, and the prince is usually reluctant to use it."

Xu Yuanqing and the empress have a deep brotherhood. At that time, Xu Yuanqing was seriously ill, and the empress was only a concubine, so she knelt in front of the imperial study for a few days, only begging the emperor to let her go out of the palace to see her younger brother. Later, the empress also begged for mercy.When Xu left the palace, Empress Xu took care of Xu Yuanqing for a few days in undressed clothes. There was a good story in the capital about the deep friendship between siblings.

Xu Yuanqing likes his sister, and Li Yiming knows it best, he will give him anything he wants to befriend with him, except for the empress's things, he will be slandered for a while if he touches them, this ointment is actually given like thisIt's been a long time, it's true that he has been away from Beijing for too long, the prince only hears the smiles of the newcomers, but does not see the old ones cry.

Zuo Yue saw that the blue veins on the back of Li Yiming's hand were bulging while holding the bottle, and he was unhappy at first glance, so he comforted him in a low voice, "Young Master Xiang, this is an injury he suffered to save the world. It is normal for the world to be kind-hearted and worried."

"Cut." Who is that kind of small-bellied person!Li Yiming rolled his eyes, reluctantly stuffed the medicine bottle into his sleeve, and murmured, "To the long-term, to the long-term, everyone is talking about the long-term, it's so annoying."

"Ah Choo!"

Xiang Changyuan, who was being held down by Xiang Changbo to drink chicken soup, sneezed, and Xiang Changbo quickly removed the bowl so that he didn't spoil it. He looked at him expressionlessly, "Don't you want to drink?"

"..." Xiang Changyuan rubbed his nose innocently. His elder brother made soup for him three times a day, and it was full of tonic.If you are sick, you need to make up for it, and you will be fine soon.

Xiang Changyuan tactfully said: "Brother, I am ashamed to trouble you every day."

"You think too much about you!" Xiang Changning stepped into the door, and threw a book at his face, covering his face accurately, then leaned back on the bed frame naturally, looking down at Xiang Changning.Changbo filled a bowl full of ginseng and red dates with a few pieces of chicken, and couldn't help laughing, "Brother, this is using you to practice your skills."

"Changning!" Xiang Changbo's yellow face darkened slightly, and he turned to stare at him.

Xiang Changyuan suddenly realized, no wonder the eldest brother stared at him for the past few days after drinking and asked if there was anything wrong, and once asked a girl if she would like it, what did he mean by asking, Xiang Changbo coldly scolded him for thinking wildly,It turned out that his elder brother did this just as a vegetable test boy.

Xiang Changyuan lowered his face, pretending to be angry, "Brother!"

Feeling guilty, Xiang Changbo stood up with a "swoosh", handed the bowl to Xiang Changning involuntarily, said stiffly, "Changning drink." Then he left without looking back.

Holding the bowl, Xiang Changning and Xiang Changyuan looked at each other with a smile. She shook the bowl of ingredients and looked down at Xiang Changyuan who looked good.My sister hasn't been able to take care of him for so many years. With the feelings under her nose, she can help if she can. Looking back, she saw that no one was guarding her, and asked, "Can you get out of bed?"

"I could move a long time ago. If my mother insisted that I lie down, I would have left the house a long time ago."

He raised his eyebrows at Changning, and looked at him meaningfully. He only knew those few people in this capital, and who else could he look for besides the prince when he left the house.

"Xiao Zheng, the girl who poisoned Xu Shizi, wants to touch her. I can't interfere. You are going to the Ministry of Punishment anyway. Why don't you go to the prison and become a petty official?"

She spoke in the heart of her heart, and looked at Chang Yuan with eyes full of light, "That's exactly what I think, but..." He was stopped by Luo Shi all the time, not to mention leaving the house, even the yard. He has deeply felt the suffering of the prince these few days, so many years of being restricted in freedom, and can only occasionally climb over the wall to get some ventilation, these days are miserable.

Seeing his sad face, Xiang Changning patted him on the shoulder, "Go ahead, Auntie has me."

Xiang Changyuan beamed with joy, took the chicken soup from Xiang Changning and drank it down in one gulp, not wanting to put too much vinegar in today's elder brother, his face was so sour, and he was only relieved by thinking about his son.

Xiang Changning looked at him with a bright face, turned his head and left in disgust, and just stepped out of the threshold when he was startled by Xiang Changbo who didn't leave at the door.

Xiang Changbo twitched his eyes, stood on the porch like a log, glanced at the room and thought for a while, walked to the yard, motioned to Xiang Changning to follow, walked to the yard and talked, and the room couldn't hear him, so he asked, "AhIs there someone who pleases me far away?"

"..."

Xiang Changning thought that he was going to ask something important with a serious face, but he didn't expect to ask gossip, so he was speechless for a while.

Without waiting for his answer, Xiang Changbo asked again, "Do you have any?"

Xiang Changning didn't want to talk to him directly, and he had to poke a knife at whatever pot was left unopened.

"Forget it, it's useless to ask." Without waiting for a reply, Xiang Changbo turned his head and left.

Xiang Changning rolled his eyes.

The Xiang family has been in the army for generations, all of them are good men with strong bones, and the women are also gentle and virtuous. Every generation of sons and daughters competes for marriage proposals, and it is the three of them.Talking to him would make him half-deadly angry, let alone falling in love with him, Xiang Changning missed the age of marriage, and played with a long spear like a fish in water, Jingzhong Erlang flinched, Xiang Changyuan...

Forget it, thank God if you don't give up your sweetheart, and you don't need to cultivate to achieve a positive result.

No wonder Xiang's family is deserted, because this generation is full of peach blossoms.

As she thought about it, she thought of the stupid Taoist priest she met on the march a few years ago, which was a bit interesting, but she couldn't find him later, and Yuncheng was in chaos.