has become a demon

Chapter 20 Alive

Xie Taichu stood outside Zhao Yuan's courtyard.

The branches of the locust tree were blown slightly by the cold wind, and the snow fell at his feet.He squeezed the Taoist robe, and he could feel He Lishu inside.

Zhao Yuan is willing to let go, he should be happy, so that he can continue to practice his ruthless way.

He should be happy to leave.

...but he didn't want to go.

Xie Taichu stood in place as if his feet had taken root, and looked up at the chai gate in the courtyard. Although the chai gate was closed, it only took a little effort to push it down.

...No, no.

Xie Taichu pinched the bridge of his nose to calm himself down.

Although the Prince of Le'an has a gentle temper, he is extremely stubborn... If he acts like this, it will only make things worse.

It is to go through a hundred schools of thought and familiarize yourself with the art of war. Xie Taichu, who claims to be able to penetrate the sky, see the future, and see the great way of the world, has deduced it dozens of times in his heart. At this moment, the only way...

He took a deep breath, stepped forward and knocked on the door obediently.

The big black horse grunted in the distance, probably because it felt a little horrible, so it turned away.

"If you want to reconcile and divorce, you need to go to the yamen after the husband and wife negotiate. You can only write the reconciliation and divorce letter after the government's decision. We both agree to divorce. After I married His Highness, I asked myself to behave dignifiedly, considerately and respectfully, and never did anything out of the ordinary " Xie Taichu stood outside the door and said to Zhao Yuan, "I never said I would make peace with His Highness."

Zhao Yuan was surprised: "The real person never said... I want to—"

"Since this is the case, it cannot be regarded as separation." Xie Taichu interrupted Zhao Yuan, "If Your Highness wants me to leave, please write a letter of divorce."

"Xie Taichu, when I liked you back then, you made it clear that it was my wishful thinking. I don't want to embarrass you again." Zhao Yuan said, "Now, please...don't embarrass me."

His eyes were miserable, making Xie Taichu at a loss for words again.

This time, Caimen finally closed it tightly.

Xie Taichu's heart began to ache again, just like the moment when he received and left the book that day.

For two months, Xie Taichu carefully thought about the reason for such angina pectoris... When he calmed down, he peeled off the cocoons and stripped away all kinds of complicated things.

Only then did he know that it was a kind of emotions and desires that he had forgotten after he had practiced immeasurable magic skills and gradually walked on the right path.

It is the fear of being abandoned.

The king of Le'an County once used all his body and mind to please himself.

He arrogantly thought... such joy would not change.

Even if they respect each other as guests, even if they can take good care of each other, if they don't show affection, they can only be regarded as strangers under the same roof.

Even the bubbling friendship will dry up one day.

Now, Zhao Yuan gave up all these joys and left, leaving him alone in place.

No one will look at him with such concern, no one will entrust his heart to him, and no one will walk hand in hand with him by his side, so that he can feel a little stable on the thorny road of life.

But he didn't want to let go.

At this time, the sky was bright, and there were more people moving around, and everyone looked at him strangely.Xie Taichu stood quietly at the door for a while, finally decided on something, and left for the time being with the big black horse.

Zhao Yuan has no time to mourn the spring and the autumn.

After seeing off Xie Taichu and closing the door, reality rushed over.

How to live today is more important than mourning the benefactor of the past.

Xie Taichu sent the pork, he couldn't move it.Now in the severe winter of March [-]th, the pork is in the warehouse, it will freeze soon, and it won't go bad, so let's put it away first.

A pile of weeds was piled up in the corner outside the warehouse, as well as fallen leaves and dead branches of some locust trees.Zhao Yuan drove over in a wheelchair, and he could only bend a little, so he got off the wheelchair, knelt on the ground, and tied the plants together.Holding on to the wheelchair again, he propped himself up to climb up, and dragged the large bundle of dead branches into the house.

The charcoal in the furnace has turned to ashes, and the red fire point has disappeared.

This made Zhao Yuan a little anxious.

He can't light a fire, and if the fire does go out, he will freeze to death.With the attitude of God's favor, I put the grass roots in. Fortunately, there was probably a dark fire, and soon the grass burned, and the flames sprang up.

Zhao Yuan hastily added a lot of leaves, making the fire even bigger.

So he put those dead branches in.

The fire ignited the dead branches that had been soaked in snow, and the thick smoke flew around the house, choking Zhao Yuan to tears, but he managed to save the fire after all in a hurry.

The dead branches burned into charcoal are quietly burning in the stove, bringing a burst of warmth.

Zhao Yuan scooped water from the water tank again and warmed it on the fire—thanks to Daoist Ningshan, if he hadn't kindly received a tank of water, he might have had to cook it with some residual snow.

There is still half a pot of millet porridge left in the small pot.

Now it has condensed into a translucent porridge.

Zhao Yuan cut half a piece, thought about it and cut half again, put only a quarter of it in the earthen pot, added a ladle of hot water, and the earthen pot and kettle were heated together by the stove.

Xie Taichu was finally relieved and quietly floated down from the wall.

The big black horse was waiting for him beside him.

"Let's go." He said to the big black horse, "Go to Helan Mountain, hunt minks, and refine oil."

Zhao Yuan, who finished these housework, didn't know that Xie Taichu had been secretly watching him for a long time.

He washed his hands, moved the dustpan and a basket of feathers into the house, put them in a corner, and carefully selected the arrow feathers by himself in front of the fire.

This concentration lasted for almost half a day, when he slumped his waist and looked up, his eyes were dazzled and his back hurt, and his hands were frostbitten and cracked.Even if there was a fire in the room, it made him stiff with cold.

He drank a bowl of warm water and restrained himself from touching the bowl of millet porridge.

Then he buried himself in work again.

When it was dark and finally I couldn't see clearly at all, I barely caught up with the delayed progress in the morning.

The diluted and diluted millet porridge is actually not a good thing.

In order to sleep more comfortably, Zhao Yuan endured it all day, and then he picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.After drinking it, acid reflux in my anxious stomach, and I became even hungrier.

Zhao Yuan didn't dare to delay, and lay down before his stomach protested.

Under the thin quilt, his hands and feet were cold and he was shivering all the time.

Her spoiled stomach ached mercilessly.

He tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep, worrying about how he would survive the hunger when he woke up the next day.

But the workload at hand is huge, so I have to pay close attention to it.

If you can't finish it, you won't get food, and you won't be able to survive.

But even if they got food, it was only a handful of sorghum, barley, millet, and half a bowl of porridge a day to barely survive.

But for a few days, the lightest work has made him miserable.

He couldn't imagine how the people around Ningxia Wei lived, let alone how the people in Daduan lived.

Work at sunrise and rest at sunrise, and pay tax and rice in a good year to barely make ends meet.

If there is a catastrophic year, even if you sell your sons and daughters, you will not be able to get back the life-saving rations.

——How difficult the people's livelihood is, it has been like this since ancient times.

Xie Taichu's original words rang in his ears.

With the hard work and blood and sweat of all the people, it is for one person to enjoy.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan thought of his prosperous days in the past.

Don't miss it any more.

I feel ashamed.