Jiaohua

Chapter 544 I Failed (Part [-])
Xia Zhaoyi blinked his eyes and smiled slightly.

The little Taoist patted his head, realized that what he said was not right, and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm a bit too offensive, what I said shouldn't be..."

"Hello, Master Zangyi Trail," Xia Zhaoyi said.

"You still recognize me?" The little Taoist said with a smirk, "Just call me a little Taoist, I don't dare to be a little Taoist leader, by the way, you are here because of that horse, come on, come in."

The little Taoist stepped back a few steps to the side.

The back door was much more open, and the wood and grains that had accumulated on the ground were gone.

Xia Zhaoyi followed the little Taoist priest and followed him towards the stable.

The little Taoist looked back at her several times, wondering where she had been for the past six months and how she was doing.However, it could be seen that her expression was downcast, her smile couldn't reach the corners of her eyes and brows, and she didn't ask for fear of exposing her wounds.

The whole journey was cold, except for the two little Taoist priests passing by, Xia Zhaoyi said, "Daoist Master Qingyuan is back."

"Well, our master just came back half a month ago, but now he's going down the mountain again, maybe he won't be back until the next day."

"What was he doing down the mountain?"

"The mountain is too chaotic. A few days ago, the gang of villains burned, killed and looted in Fenghe County. Master took my master and uncle down the mountain together to see if they could help."

Xia Zhaoyi nodded and said, "The next few months may be even more chaotic."

"Yes, those villains are really vicious. They recruited those refugees to deal with the emperor. As soon as they drove the emperor away, they crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and drove those refugees away. Brother said, there are all over the mountains and plains below. The corpse, the priest is afraid that we will be frightened, so we are strictly forbidden to go down the mountain, and we are not allowed to go to the mountainside."

"Drive the emperor away?" Xia Zhaoyi said.

"correct."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled.

Was Li Ju driven away?
No, he didn't fight with all his strength, he retreated without a fight, he fled in desperation.

But history is not the story of one family, not to mention rumors passed down by word of mouth.

Maybe some people just can't let go of the feelings of the emperor in their bones, they just can't accept being abandoned, or they just can't see the status quo clearly.

Perhaps in a certain unofficial history a hundred years later, Li Ju might still be a good king who loved the people like a son and left Beijing with regret.

Seeing Qingyun in the stables, he gained a lot of fat.

Qingyun still recognized her and rubbed her nose.

"You have grown a lot taller," the little Taoist said, "It wasn't too obvious just now, but now standing next to the horse, you seem to have raised a shoulder."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "I will grow again."

"The world is in trouble," the little Taoist sighed. "You try to go to the south of the Yangtze River. It is far away from the north and rich."

Xia Zhaoyi took out a small dark green brocade box, handed it over and said, "This is for you."

The little Taoist answered: "What is this?"

"If you have any wish in the future, you give this object to Daoist Qingyuan, and Daoist Qingyuan will tell you."

"The little sachet you gave me before smells so good, and now there is still a lingering fragrance, I like it very much." The little Taoist touched the smooth surface of the brocade box and found that it was silk, "Master Qingyuan has a weird temper. Sometimes I don’t dare to talk to him.”

"One thing is one thing," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "I know an old man with a more eccentric temper than him, and Daoist Qingyuan has wanted to date him for dozens of years, but he never had the chance."

"Who is it?" the little Taoist was curious.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled, and waved his hand holding the rein: "I'll go first, see you by fate."

Leaving the mountain gate of the back mountain, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky was like a white horse, running with the wind, Xia Zhaoyi turned his eyes to look at the docile and docile Qingyun beside him, and said softly: "More than half a year has passed, and many things have happened."

Qingyun lightly raised his horse's head as a response.

Xia Zhaoyi stroked it and said, "Let's go."

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Xia Zhaoyi didn't choose the shortest road, but chose an extremely distant mountain road, bypassing all the official road systems in the capital, from the east of the Zhao'an River to Longdan Mountain, along the road, almost no one met.

In addition to being far away, their speed was also very slow. It took more than ten days to walk a road that could have been reached in a few days.

When we got back to Longdan Mountain, many flowers were blooming down the mountain.

Lao Tong and Zhi Changle didn't want to go to Yuanhe Zongmen to have a meal, and they stayed in several villages at the foot of the mountain to help with work.

Xia Zhaoyi left the horse behind and led Qingyun back, when it was nearly dusk when she went up the mountain, a doorman saw her from a distance and came out to greet her.

When Zhili heard that she was back, he ran to look for her immediately. When he found her, she was lying on the stone table in the gazebo on the back cliff of the mountain courtyard.

The wind was strong, and the golden light of the setting sun dyed the hexagonal cornices, and the thin body of the little girl was half-lit and half-dark in the shadows.

Zhili stepped forward and said, "Little Senior Sister."

Xia Zhaoyi looked back and smiled slightly: "Fragmented."

Zhili frowned, walked under the gazebo, looked at her eyebrows and said, "Little Senior Sister, you are not happy."

"Well," Xia Zhaoyi said, "because I failed."

"What failed?"

Xia Zhaoyi smiled, and looked at Jinhe Peak in the distance.

Her eyes looked extremely far away, the long wind blew across the mountains, and the whole world seemed to fit into her eyes.

"I didn't accomplish what I wanted to do in the capital this time, and I failed." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Could it be that Master Zhu Xian, something happened to him?"

Xia Zhaoyi nodded.

Zhi Zhi's mood sank, and he sat down beside him.

In the past few days, the old man and the old suzerain were both in the Qianqiu Palace, and the falcons who carried the message also went down the mountain, and there were many things that they could not know.

"I was in Jingzhao Mansion for two days, but I didn't find any abnormalities. It was my negligence," Xia Zhaoyi said in a low voice, "After that, everything was messed up, and I was always being led by the nose."

"Little Senior Sister is a human being, not a god." Zhi Li said.

"It's... betrayal," Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Whose betrayal?"

"Three years ago, General Weng Ying's Dading Army and the Left Army rebelled," Xia Zhaoyi said. "Now, the soldiers I admire who are still guarding the city in central Beijing have also rebelled."

"Little sister, don't be sad. Since there are not good people out there, we won't trust others from now on," Zhili said. It doesn't matter anymore."

Xia Zhaoyi turned to look at him and nodded, but his eyes were foggy.

"Little sister, don't scare me," Zhili panicked, "Are you crying?"

"No," Xia Zhaoyi endured and went back, "I just thought of Lord Zhu again."

"Master Zhu Xian must be a very good official to make the little senior sister like him so much." Zhi Li said.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "Well, he lived a very upright life with a pure heart and an upright spirit. He always defended and loved his people, for the country and the people. That night...he died in front of me."

The two words Zhu Xian said before he died, and the strength with which he held her fingers with all his strength, are still vivid to this day.

"Senior sister, don't be sad..." Zhili comforted.

"I watched him die, bleeding to death, dying of pain," Xia Zhaoyi said, "With one breath, he was gone, and I couldn't do anything."

"Little Senior Sister..." Zhi Xin said painfully.

The setting sun gradually sinks, and the ink color from the east seems to spread a huge pair of arms, pulling a quilt of heaven and earth to cover the sky.

Then, someone who didn't know accidentally knocked down the astrolabe, and the scattered stars dotted the clouds, forming thousands of astrology, overlooking the world.

(End of this chapter)