Si Tian Guan

Chapter 223 Final Chapter

The sun is about to rise to the top of the head, but the temperature is dispelled by the winter cold. Only the ice cones hanging from the eaves are reflected with clear light, as if inlaid with pearls and jade.

The palace people held long bamboo poles, stood under the eaves, and carefully tapped the ice pick. After a few taps, the palm-length ice pick fell down, making a crisp sound on the steps.

The sound seemed to be giving orders, the door of the imperial study was slammed open, and a figure flew out without touching the ground, so frightened the palace people hurriedly dropped their bamboo poles, trying to catch up.

"Master Bai! The ground is slippery! Be careful not to fall!"

Chasing faster than them was a teacup, which was thrown out of the door with a whoosh, but with the wrong force, it went straight past the eaves, broke an ice pick, and fell to the ground together.

The little boy who chased him out looked about four or five years old. He was as delicate and delicate as ice carving jade. He almost slipped when he went out, so he could only stand in the porch with his head held high and his chest akimbo, yelling loudly in a childish voice: " Bai Shiqing! You come back to me!"

The palace people no longer cared about the people who ran ahead, they came back in a hurry, those who took the cloaks, those who supported them, and persuaded them to go into the house.

"The emperor calms down. The servants are going to find Mr. Bai right now. You go back to warm up first. It's cold outside."

The person who ran out to look for it ran back in a blink of an eye, followed by the communication from outside the palace gate.

"Your Majesty, Master Hou has brought back Young Master Bai."

Seeing the figure at the door, the young emperor pursed his lips, straightened his back and put on airs, and called out, "Uncle."

Liu Chongming threw the white stone chime in his hand on the ground, shouted "Stand up", and then took a step forward: "I have seen the emperor. Why did the stone chime make the emperor angry?"

Mu Jinglan's grievances were finally heard by someone, but thinking of his uncle's strictness, he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, so he could only lift his round chin reservedly.

"Shi Qing is young and shapeless, I don't care about him."

Bai Shiqing lowered his head, took a sneak peek at Liu Chongming, and muttered in a low voice unconvinced: "I'm one year older than the emperor. The emperor should keep his promises, but what he said didn't count."

Mu Jinglan's eyes suddenly turned red, and she was still standing straight on the steps with a dignified posture, but she pursed her lips and looked ahead with some aggrieved eyes.

Liu Chongming smiled: "Let's make a bold guess—Shi Qing came to the emperor again to show off his newly learned martial arts, and even challenged the emperor to compete. If the emperor loses, he should be called uncle, right?"

Bai Shiqing stretched his neck and added: "I still have to ask the emperor to do a few more tricks!"

"So I guessed it right?" Liu Chongming's face turned cold: "It's amazing to be able to spot three-legged cats, and to show off in front of the emperor? Go out and squat!"

"I was originally the emperor's..."

Bai Shiqing was in a hurry, just trying to argue a few words, then bowed his head in the eyes of his brother, took off his jacket consciously, went to the stone lamp next to him, put his chest on his back and put on the horse stance.

Mu Jinglan's eyes flickered, until Liu Chongming led him into the door, he kept looking back.

"Uncle, what Shi Qing said is not wrong, I also promised him, will he freeze to death in such a cold weather?"

"The so-called practice in winter and three days in summer, that's how I was taught by my uncle." Liu Chongming sent him to sit down before the desk: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will watch the time."

Mu Jinglan's tense shoulders loosened slightly, and before anyone could bring up the words just now, she took the initiative to speak seriously.

"Don't worry, uncle, I know how to deal with this matter. Shi Qing is disrespectful, uncle has already punished him, and I lost, so naturally I will do what I say, and call him fourth cousin another day."

Liu Chongming saw that his bulging little face was full of childishness and seriousness, so he couldn't help but pat his head.

The little emperor was a little nervous, and his voice lowered: "Uncle, did I do the right thing?"

"Your Majesty must believe what you say, and do the right thing," Liu Chongming said softly, "But what the Emperor learns is the way of an emperor, so you don't have to compete with others in fists and kicks, let alone fists, even if you write poems or articles, the Emperor doesn't need to have it." A top talent."

Mu Jinglan nodded sternly: "I understand, I was impulsive, Taifu Rong also taught me these principles - the way of being the master, knowing clumsiness and ingenuity without worrying about things, knowing blessings and blame without self-calculation. I have a clear understanding of people, and using people's abilities and tolerance is the right way."

"Lan'er is a good student, and Mrs. Rong often praises you to me."

This address made the little emperor's eyes brighten, and his voice softened: "Uncle, can I play with Shi Qing for a while?"

As if afraid of being rejected, he hurriedly added: "I have finished my homework today, and the meeting with several important officials will be in the afternoon, so there will be no delay. Uncle will accompany us, and then we will have dinner together. The queen mother is still there in the morning." miss you."

"It's natural to play..."

The child is too sensible, Liu Chongming looked at him distressedly, and couldn't bear to say the words in his mouth.

Mu Jinglan almost jumped up with joy, but still stood up restrainedly and reservedly: "Then I'll go play with Shi Qing now, if uncle is tired, he can rest here for a while before coming to find us."

Seeing that the little emperor was about to smear the soles of his feet with oil, rather than rushing to play with Shi Qing, it seemed more like avoiding himself, Liu Chongming could only speak: "Your Majesty, I have something important to discuss with you today, Your Majesty."

Mu Jinglan stood still at the door, didn't turn around, just looked at her toes, knowing that what had been dragged on for several months could not be dragged on forever.

Liu Chongming knelt down in front of him, looked at the eyes he wanted to avoid, and said softly: "Have you read the papers that I submitted a few months ago, Your Majesty?"

"Seen……"

Mu Jinglan couldn't avoid it, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and tears finally flowed down.

"Uncle, is it because I didn't do well enough? Brother Jingchen won't come back, Concubine Xian is gone, grandpa is gone, granduncle is gone, and now uncle is going..."

"I'm not leaving," Liu Chongming squatted on the ground, holding him and sitting on his lap, and wiped away his tears: "It's just a change of title, and isn't Qingchi still in the Imperial Academy?"

"It's just a name change? You're bullying me for being young and ignorant," Mu Jinglan lifted her chin and couldn't stop sobbing: "I know what it means to change the Marquis of Anding to Marquis of An Yi."

"The Liu family and the Bai family supported me to ascend the throne, and my mother and I came to the court to listen to the government. Although my uncle does not have the name of regent, he has the reality of regent."

"Now that I'm growing up, the Bai family can't move without permission. My uncle is afraid that others will say that his relatives are in power and the country is unstable, so he is going to withdraw and leave!"

"Besides, I also know that uncle has been waiting for someone..."

Liu Chongming looked at him seriously, waiting patiently for him to finish speaking.

Mu Jinglan noticed her gaffe and sniffled.

"My mother told me that when slavery was abolished, there was an uproar inside and outside the court. The third cousin wrote a petition and went out of Beijing to act on behalf of the heavenly patrol to calm down the disturbance."

"You have made an appointment with him for four years, and now the deadline is approaching. You are waiting for him to come back...to go together, aren't you?"

"It's been four years..." Liu Chongming also murmured, "Thanks to his hard work, the opponents have almost disappeared, and there are almost no evidence of impeachment and quarrels. He should come back..."

In the past, Mu Jinglan often saw his uncle's decisive and resolute appearance, but this was the first time he had seen such a gentleness as if the spring breeze melted into snow, and unknowingly, the tears stopped.

"Uncle... What kind of person is that third-cousin uncle? I heard that the emperor gave you a marriage. He left within a few days after your wedding. Does he not like you?"

Liu Chongming trembled, put his palms together quickly, and read a sentence reverently: "Bodhisattva above, children's words are not taboo, these words can't be taken seriously, can't be taken seriously."

Seeing him like this, Mu Jinglan asked: "What kind of fairy is the third cousin, who can be worthy of my uncle? And let my uncle be so obsessed with it that he didn't even accept a concubine for four years."

"He," Liu Chongming said with a wider smile on his lips, "Your Majesty is right, he is my god."

The little emperor was even more curious: "Then why are you willing to let him go for so long?"

"Because of his special experience and special status, he is the only one who can take up this responsibility. For the country, the family, and the wishes in his heart, I can only send him away even if I am reluctant."

"Someone once told me that a person like him should not be satisfied with mere love."

"If I really understand him, I should think clearly about what he wants most."

"I think about it, it should be freedom and trust."

"What I can do is limited. I can only let him see the thousands of scenery outside, and wait for him to come back inside the door."

"no!"

Mu Jinglan couldn't see the person she admired demeaning herself like this, so she hurriedly spoke up for him: "I know that uncle is also working hard! The queen mother said that in the first period, there was endless turmoil outside and the turmoil in the court, and it was uncle who took all the pressure alone! Cousin can only do what he wants outside!"

"That's all I can do for him, it's not worth mentioning, as long as he doesn't dislike my incompetence. When he comes back, no matter where he goes, I'll follow wherever he goes."

Liu Chongming smiled and pulled back his nephew who was about to run away: "The emperor has asked so many questions, and the ins and outs are more clear than the minister's explanation. It's time for the minister's instructions."

"Again! Again! I'm still young, and I still need my uncle's support for a while."

Mu Jinglan puffed out her small chest: "Uncle is the pillar of the country, what you want is important, and we will discuss it in the long term. After the third uncle returns to the court, I will have to carefully consider it. If I am really worthy of my uncle, and worthy of my uncle's lifetime promise, then I can rest assured. !"

"Just Lan'er is smart," Liu Chongming twitched his face lightly with a broken smile: "He is very good, and he is like a banished fairy who came to the world. I wish I could hide him at home and no one will see him. I am afraid that the emperor will see you." If you stick to him, you won't even know what your uncle's name is."

"No, uncle is the most important thing in Lan'er's heart! The most powerful! No one can compare! I'm going to find Shi Qing!"

Mu Jinglan ran for a few steps, then turned around and asked him, "Uncle, will you still be setting off fireworks during the Lantern Festival this year?"

"of course."

Every year, the firework remains the same. Although no one sees it, it is enough for someone to share the same night sky with scattered stars.

It's the Lantern Festival again.

Liu Chongming was unconsciously fascinated as he watched another cluster of fireworks pierce straight into the sky, spreading out in dazzling splendor.

The Shangyuan Festival that year seemed to have passed for a long time, as if it had happened in the previous life, they were still so young and naive.

He stood under the tree and caught the tearful little wild cat. In the alternation of night and fireworks, he tasted the taste of honey for the first time.

It's been so long.

When I think back over and over again, I always see him off at the gate of the city.

For the past four years, every day has been layered with layers of lovesickness, as if to let him truly taste the years that Shen Zhou had been waiting for.

He held every letter in his arms, mulled over and over again, hoping that someone would tell him——I'm coming back.

"Master Hou," the servant beside him asked softly, "There is one last one."

Every year, the last tube of fireworks is set off by himself. It can fly to the highest altitude and illuminate the widest world. It is called "Thinking of Return".

Liu Chongming stood up and took the torch, just after lighting the fuse, he suddenly looked towards the distance in the dark night in a strange way.

For some reason, he felt that there were people over there, and if the fire was going out, it meant that there were people there.

Everything around my ears disappeared, I couldn't hear the voice of the servants calling me, I couldn't hear the joyful laughter on the street, I couldn't hear the sound of fireworks blooming in the air.

Only the whistling wind was pushing him forward, making him tremble all over, and even the ends of his hair trembled.

It wasn't until the sound of the wind disappeared and he stepped on the roof that he heard his frantic heartbeat and heavy breathing.

A foot away, someone slowly turned sideways to look at him. His sleeves were shaken by the wind, his jade-like white cheeks were set off by black hair, his glass-like pupils seemed to be dotted with sparks, and his smile was gentle.

"Shen Zhou..."

He took a step forward cautiously, with a low voice, for fear of waking up the beautiful illusion.

"Shen Zhou... are you back?"

The person who thought day and night in the illusion approached with a smile, took a step closer, put his cheek on his stiff chest, put his hands around his waist, and turned into a soft reality.

"I just returned to Beijing." The hand patted his back lightly, as if coaxing a child who was about to burst into tears: "I wanted to give you a surprise, maybe I could play a scene of catching a rape in bed."

The tears in Liu Chongming's eyes and the tenderness in his chest were blocked back with ease.

"Fox boy!" He wished he could carefully measure every inch of skin in his arms, crying with a smile: "You will know how to go home after spending enough time outside. I thought you had seen the scenery outside, so you didn't intend to marry me." gone."

"Those scenery are indeed what I once expected."

The warm breath bit his Adam's apple, and slid from his cheek to his lips.

"Chongming, I have seen the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the harsh winter in the north, the lonely smoke in the desert, and the flowing water on the small bridge. I have finally seen them all."

"That's why I miss you more."

"No matter how big the world is, my heart is at ease, only here."

Liu Chongming buried his head in his slightly cool hair, biting his lower lip hard, not to cry too badly.

The young An Dinghou of Weizhong Lingxing completely lost his usual composure, and could only repeat: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Chongming, I've saved some money in the past few years, but it's not a lot." Qu Chenzhou raised his head from his embrace, with a sly and bright smile.

Liu Chongming was stunned for a moment, remembering the night that made him uneasy, when the little fox wanted to abandon him at any time and fly away.

But now it is different.

He could even guess what Qu Shenzhou was saying, but he just waited quietly and patiently. No matter how much the little fox said, he couldn't hear enough.

"Would you like to live a free life with me?"

Liu Chongming smiled.

"It doesn't matter if it's not too much, I will try to eat less."

"I am willing."

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