has become a demon

Chapter 47 He Lishu

"First sight?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.

"Correct."

He remembered that meeting in Duanben Palace.

He remembered the cold eyes of the whole person in front of him.

"It turns out...it turns out that at that time...the Taoist priest chose me and chose this future."

Xie Taichu said: "Your Highness is a different existence in my heart."

"I understand. It's just that I misunderstood the 'difference'..." Zhao Yuan said this lightly, and it took him a long time before he laughed.

"You, do you still remember that when I first arrived in Ningxia, when I had no food to eat, and my hands were full of chilblains... the Taoist priest refined mink oil for me and stole half a pig from Zhang Yiqian's house return?"

"Remember." Xie Taichu's voice was difficult.

Zhao Yuan fell into the memories of the past, and couldn't help laughing.

"The Daoist is so bright and bright, but he is carrying pork, and even his body is covered with oil. I have never seen such a Daoist, such a you. Not only you, but I am also in a mess. I have to plan carefully for stuttering. Earlier, I didn’t dare to burn too much charcoal fire, for fear of freezing to death in the twelfth lunar month of winter. Obviously my heart is already desperate, but my body still struggles to survive.”

"No. Your Highness like this is very real and beautiful."

"Really..." Zhao Yuan felt a little shy after hearing his words, "Later, when I came to Ningxia and was in trouble, I realized that you are not only good at practicing Taoism and reading history, nor are you a flashy person. What the Taoist master learned, There are many meetings, and I have compassion for the people of the world... I am a real master. On the other hand, I... I don't know the five grains, I don't work hard, I don't check the people's feelings, and I don't understand the people's livelihood. I only know it when I come to Ningxia. Bi Daoist leader, I am too far behind."

Xie Taichu comforted him: "His Royal Highness has gone through hardships, tasted the hardships of the people, and is tempted to endure. He will definitely make the best of all hardships and achieve great achievements for generations to come."

"The Taoist priest has always cared about the world so much, and it's the same for me." Zhao Yuan was not surprised by what Xie Taichu said, and even felt a little relieved when he heard his words, "When I was in the capital, I loved the Taoist priest's appearance and talent in ignorance. , mistook your care and love for gentle love, and finally became disheartened, and created a lot of resentment out of thin air."

"It's even more so when I come to Ningxia. The Taoist priest is a gentle person. During this period, all kinds of compromises, favors, and teachings have given me many thoughts that I shouldn't have." Zhao Yuan smiled happily, "Talking about never seeing each other The person is me, and the person who is greedy for your tenderness is still me. Tossing and turning at night, I also feel that I am acting like a villain, despicable."

"Your Highness is serious."

"Now that I've heard what you said, I've filtered out all the past. The Taoist connivance and concession to me was originally because I had a future destiny for me. The Taoist care for me was also because I might become the future lord. Yes , Did it, did you regard me as your master and yourself as a subject from the very beginning?"

He looked at Xie Taichu, but Xie Taichu only looked at his moss-covered stone tablet.

"Yes." Xie Taichu seemed to have made up his mind, and looked up at him, "The monks who entered the Qingxing Pavilion have been looking for an emperor who can defy the destiny and make peace all their lives. Your Highness is gentle and self-restraining, with the heart of a gentleman, He is humble and courteous to others; he is also extremely alert, and he can still gain the trust of the prince in the complicated situation in the capital. With time, he will be able to shine brightly."

"From the first time I saw His Highness, I saw His future and fate. His Highness was supposed to die in the Yeling Rebellion. So I watched the Yeling Rebellion with my hands folded, and followed His Highness to Ningxia. Yu Your Highness To help you when you are in trouble, but let your highness beat and practice on your own, and you are what you are today. Indeed, from the very beginning, I have treated myself as a subordinate, and I have served your highness with the courtesy of a monarch and a minister."

"The ceremony of the emperor and minister?" Zhao Yuan was stunned, "What is the ceremony of the emperor and the minister?"

Xie Taichu bowed and bowed: "The emperor treats his ministers with courtesy, and the ministers are loyal in everything. 【Note 1】"

Zhao Yuan's eyes were sour and filled with tears.

This person is right in front of him, but his heart is so far away.

The words spoken are reasonable, but they are heart-breaking.

"Think about it carefully, from the very beginning, from the time I shamelessly proposed to you, you have given all my requests; you have obeyed all my wishes..." Zhao Yuan said with a teary smile, "Always It’s me, I’m self-indulgent. I’m really a capricious and weak person. I’ve decided to let go, but I’m still entangled, and I’ve done a lot of ridiculous things... Now that I think about it, I’m extremely ashamed. I’ve troubled you.”

"Your Highness has never been my trouble." Xie Taichu replied.

"You are such a good person, why would you treat me as a trouble?" Zhao Yuan wanted to pretend to be free and easy, but once and again, he was fascinated by this person, compromised repeatedly, and had delusions in his heart, and the heart-piercing pain was overwhelming It hit him like this, making him unable to control himself anymore.

He covered his face and sat on the grass in embarrassment, his shoulders trembling slightly, mourning silently.

In this corner of the mountainside, it was quiet for a while.

Faintly, you can even hear the sound of the Yellow River rushing.

The wind blows across the grass, rolling out the grass waves, the leaves are tied to each other and then blown away by the wind, countless grasses whisper to each other.

rustling, rustling...

It became the brightest sound in the world.

It became a wave, became a torrent, became the feelings that Xie Taichu was about to rush out of his heart, became what he should say but couldn't say.

Zhao Yuan would not know that blood was coming from his palm tucked in his sleeve.

It's best for Zhao Yuan not to know...

Xie Taichu's predestined way home belongs to him alone.

One day, when he finally ascended the throne in the Huangji Hall, in the center of the Golden Luan Hall, on the Daxiong Throne, when his great achievements will be praised forever in the paintings and in the hearts of the people.

The past time when the dragon dives will be blurred, including himself.

Zhao Yuan finally calmed down, he stood up slowly and looked at the afterglow of the setting sun.

The day was groggy.

"...Do you think I can save the world?" Zhao Yuan suddenly asked, "Can I save Daduan from this impossible historical river?"

"Yes."

"...I never thought about sitting on the dragon chair." Zhao Yuan said, "I'm just not reconciled. I am not reconciled to someone like Zhao Ji, who can win the world."

"Some things cannot be controlled by others." Xie Taichu replied to him.

"I'm not Zhao Ji, so I can't be cruel." Zhao Yuan said again, "This is not what makes an emperor."

"Who said that to be an emperor is to be a decisive person? What is the capital of an emperor?" Xie Taichu said, "When people are hungry, they are hungry, and others are drowning. Taking all the people of the world as their own responsibility, such great mercy is not enough competent?"

"People are hungry, and others are drowning. Me?" Zhao Yuan repeated these eight words in a daze, and shook his head, "How does the Taoist master plan to help me change my life against the sky?"

Xie Taichu was silent for a moment, and replied: "On the one hand, it is art, and on the other hand, it is life."

"What is surgery?"

"Prepare for Your Highness, plan in advance, adjust the general situation of the world, and make good use of the situation at critical moments. These chess pieces can finally counterattack on the chessboard and accomplish Your Highness' great cause."

"Then what is fate?"

"Fate is manifested by stars, and it is judged by hexagrams. The 28 stars in the sky and the horoscope of life can naturally reveal the trajectory of life. After the birth of King Ning, Qin Tianjian used the number of Ziwei to infer that King Ning's life palace is Ziwei, which has the image of an emperor. And the statement of 'Ning Wang's destiny is the destiny of the world' comes from the Qingxing Pavilion." Xie Taichu said, "Before I left the pavilion, I used the Yi technique to deduce the hexagram for 49 days and [-] days before I came up with this hexagram. .”

"Is there still a que?"

Xie Taichu paused: "Yes. The deduction of the Qiankun hexagram has not been completed. I have an agreement with Emperor Taizu in Qingxing Pavilion. After the hexagrams are deduced, all the hexagrams will be sent to the Qin Tianjian and announced to the world... This is why, The reason for Zhao Ji’s vain attempt to get me back to the capital. As long as I stay in the capital, he will have a way for me to deduce the fall. When all the dust settles, the Qin Tianjian will announce it to the world. His ascension to the throne is justified.”

"If the Taoist priest deduces Xia Que for me, can I go against the sky and change my life?" Zhao Yuan thoughtfully,

"The next palace is prepared for His Royal Highness." Xie Taichu said, "Fate is the right time, technique is the right location, and His Highness has already won the hearts of the people in Ganzhou and Ningxia. King Su treats people generously, and everyone in Kaiping will not fail to respond to His Highness's uprising at that time. Your Highness will be in harmony with people. The right time, the right place, and the harmony between people will be the best of the three. Is there any reason for your Highness not to take Zhao Ji instead?"

"In fact, I don't have such an ambition. At the beginning... I just wanted to save the person in front of me and do what I can. It's just that I have seen too much and experienced too much. The displaced people also have blood relatives. The barren and humble people also have the right to live. In the end, it’s just that there is no justice, so there is no reason. I am not reconciled, if I can do something...then I should do it. Right?"

"What His Highness said is so deafening, it is not inferior to the great sage,"

Zhao Yuan smiled weakly: "I'm not a great sage, I have selfish intentions."

"Your Highness is also a human being, so what's wrong with being selfish?"

Zhao Yuan let out a muffled laugh, and suddenly asked, "Does the priest still keep that...he Li book?"

Xie Taichu involuntarily pressed his chest, said: "It's in my pocket."

always there.

"I know that the Taoist priest is ruthless and doesn't like me. But my love for the Taoist priest has not changed, and I can't give up. I discuss the Tao with you today, and I am as desperate as death. But I am not reconciled to the Taoist priest. .” There was a kind of obstinate madness in his words.

It is far from Xie Taichu's original intention.

Xie Taichu frowned: "What does Your Highness mean?"

His tears had dried up, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked at Xie Taichu sadly, but his smile was bright and sad.

"I figured it out, what people want, they have to get it themselves."

He walked over, walked to Xie Taichu's side, put his arms around his neck, touched his collar with one hand, and walked around with his cold hands against his obscene clothes, making Xie Taichu's mind go blank.

"Zhao Ji wants to kill, the world wants to win, and the people want to protect...and the Daoist Priest, I can't give up." Zhao Yuan said, took out the weather-beaten He Li Shu, and tore it to pieces.

The spring breeze blows.

Debris scattered in the wind.

It's like a ridiculous past entanglement.

Prince Le'an put his arms around his neck and kissed Daoist Ningshan.

Xie Taichu was stiff all over.

He couldn't refuse Zhao Yuan's fragrance, even the moment he approached him, he couldn't help but respond enthusiastically.

He obviously should have pushed him away, or told him, but finally misunderstood him.

It is to put things on the right track.

Every minute and every second since the meeting in the capital, except for his own heart, he was able to resolve everything one by one, taking precautions, and the various things that Zhao Yuan experienced were nothing but surprises and no dangers.

But now everything has collapsed, slipping into a track that he can't deduce, and a direction that he can't see clearly.

It's far from what he said.

This extremely intimate kiss that shouldn't have happened... ended reluctantly in such chaos.

Zhao Yuan's face was flushed, the corners of his mouth were still wet, Xie Taichu was still holding his waist, staring at him blankly.

"The ruler guides his ministers, the father guides his son, and the husband guides his wife...it's no different when you say it." Zhao Yuan said, "Since we want to find the right time, fortunately, it's safer to do it."

"What exactly does Your Highness want?" Xie Taichu asked him.

"Marry again. Be husband and wife again," he said.

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[Note 1] Confucius, "The Analects"

Xie Taichu's fate, at first glance, is the fate of being a queen