The First Young Master of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 93
In a blink of an eye, it has been the 15th year of Zhenguan, Qin Qiong is not dead, neither is the Empress Changsun. There is a big lake and a meandering river. The current Tang Dynasty has eliminated all the hard yellow paper and popularized the book with punctuation. Also, Li Chengqian's feet, when he and Li Tai were out riding and hunting Sprained and rested in the East Palace for more than a month, this matter was ridiculed by Li Taihao, saying that he was not good at riding.

In front of the Xuanwei Hou Mansion, a young man stood at the door. The concierge of the Hou Mansion knew this young man. This young man succeeded his father and had been delivering letters to the Hou Mansion for about five or six years. The porter opened the side door, walked out, and smiled kindly at the young man: "Zhu Zi has delivered letters for your father again."

Zhu Zi smiled: "Not only are there letters this time, but also some dry goods that my father dried himself." Zhu Zi handed the letters to the concierge, took off the bamboo basket on his shoulders, took out a few paper bags from it, and handed them to the concierge. Gave it to the concierge.

The concierge took the paper bag and said with a smile: "Success, thank you uncle for me, Zhuzi, you should go back quickly, it will be dark in a while, I will send the letter in quickly."

"Okay, as long as you are busy." Zhuzi said.

The side door of Hou Mansion was closed, Zhu Zi sighed, turned and left.Sending a letter to Xuanwei Hou Mansion was done by his father, and he had been doing it for five or six years, but he never complained once. He knew who wrote the letter, so he would send it non-stop as soon as he got it. To Chang'an City Marquis Mansion.

Untiing the reins of the horse that was tied to the horse post in front of the door, Zhu Zi neatly turned on the horse, rode the horse and left the Hou's mansion.

After the porter closed the side door, he took the letter and ran towards Mrs. Wang's room.

"Ma'am, the young master has sent a letter~~" the porter ran into Wang's yard and shouted loudly.

The door was opened, Wang walked out quickly, Xiao Huan obediently followed behind Wang, Wang took the letter, quickly opened it and began to browse, after reading it, a joyful expression appeared on his face.

"Ma'am, what did the young master say in the letter, I think you are happy." Xiao Huan stood behind him and said with a smile. After more than ten years, Xiao Huan gradually calmed down, unlike the lively temper she had at the beginning. .

"Jing'er said that he will come back before the end of the year." Wang said happily: "More than ten years have passed, and I don't know how Jing'er has been in the past ten years."

"Little Hou Ye is blessed with a great life, so he will live well, Madam, don't worry, anyway, Xiao Hou Ye will be back soon." Xiao Huan said.

Wang Shi nodded and sighed, "Yes, I'm finally coming back."

There was no news of Xuan Shijing's departure for two or three months, but Wang was so worried that she didn't receive a letter from Long'er until the fourth month, saying that she had found Taoist Yuan Shoucheng in the Kunlun Mountains, the young master. He is being treated by Daoist Yuan.After getting Long'er's letter, my heart was half relieved. It wasn't until the second letter, when I saw Xuan Shijing's handwriting, that I breathed a sigh of relief. When Shijing came back, he waited for more than ten years.

In the town of Khotan at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, a boy wearing black leather armor and a blue headband, holding a folding fan, strolled leisurely on the street. Behind him was a man wearing a light yellow skirt, A beautiful woman wearing a dark red cloak.

These two people are none other than Xuan Shijing whom Wang's heart misses, and Long'er who came together back then.

Xuan Shijing waved the folding fan, Long'er followed beside Xuan Shijing.

"Long'er, more than ten years have passed in a flash, you and Gao Jun followed me in this place, you really wasted a lot of time."

"Young Master, I know what you want to say, I don't like Gao Jun's monkey." Long'er said angrily.

Long'er is already twenty-five this year. In Datang, people of Long'er's age are already mothers of children, but Long'er is still alone, which makes Xuan Shijing a little guilty, and the same is true for Gao Jun, so Xuan Shijing had the idea of ​​matching the two.

"I still don't like you shrew." Gao Jun met Xuan Shijing with two jars of wine.

The two immediately bickered again.

Xuan Shijing smiled helplessly, for more than ten years, the two have always been like this, fighting together, but they look down on each other, they really are a pair of happy enemies.

"Young Lord, you wrote a letter to Madam, saying that you will go back before the end of the year, how is your health now?" Gao Jun asked.

"It's all right now, the rest of the toxins have been drained, Yuan Daochang said that I have been a blessing in disguise for more than ten years, and my fortune is great." Xuan Shijing said with a smile.

Xuan Shijing's words were really said by Yuan Shoucheng himself. If Yuan Shoucheng hadn't happened to go down the mountain to buy it himself, he would have missed Xuan Shijing, who was dying. After Xuan Shijing arrived at the Kunlun Mountains, Gao Jun sent His Majesty Li Er All the guards sent out to find Yuan Shoucheng's whereabouts. They searched for more than a month. Seeing that Xuan Shijing breathed in more air and released less air, he finally found Yuan Shoucheng in this town of Khotan one day.

Yuan Shoucheng really deserves to be the person Sun Simiao admires. At least he is more cautious in using Sun Simiao. He is more daring than him. After taking it out and injecting it on him, Xuan Shijing finally came to his senses after tossing and tossing for more than two months, then wrote a letter to Mrs. Wang and sent it back.

For the next ten years, Xuan Shijing always stayed by Yuan Shoucheng's side, and Yuan Shoucheng also did his best to remove the residual toxins in Xuan Shijing's blood.

In the past ten years, Xuan Shijing has always been puzzled, he has not offended anyone, how can he deal with him so harshly, and even went to the Western Regions to prepare such a complicated poison to deal with him.

"Let's go, Daoist Yuan is still waiting for us to go back." Xuan Shijing said, then shook off the folding fan and walked away.

As soon as he entered the door, Xuan Shijing saw Yuan Shoucheng sitting at the table, playing with his bamboo chips.

It is said that Yuan Shoucheng is really the only one who uses bamboo to calculate hexagrams. Don't Taoist priests like to use copper coins and tortoise shells?

"Daoist Yuan, are you divination again?" Xuan Shijing smiled and came to sit beside Yuan Shoucheng.

"That's right, young master, I made a fortune teller, I don't know if it's accurate, but I hope the young master will enlighten me." Yuan Shoucheng looked at Xuan Shijing with a smile.

"Shijing doesn't understand the yin and yang gossip, so how can he afford to teach him?"

"No, no, the hexagram that Poor Daoist divination refers to the day when you will leave, Young Master." Yuan Shoucheng stroked his beard and said, "Young Master intends to leave tomorrow."

Although he knew that he was a very miraculous person, but he simply calculated Xuan Shijing's return date in such a simple way, and the time was so accurate, it was a bit monstrous.

"Huh?" Xuan Shijing exclaimed: "Although I knew that the Taoist priest is good at it before, I never saw it with my own eyes. This time, Shijing was convinced. I don't know if the Taoist priest can teach Shijing this skill. At this point, Xuan Shijing looked at Yuan Shoucheng flatteringly.

Yuan Shoucheng shook his head, and said with a smile: "Little Daoer, what the young master will do in the future is much more meaningful than learning hexagrams from Pindao."

(End of this chapter)