The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 302 Suffering in the world, people are like yellow leaves but they have been here before

The wind ran under the eaves, and the lanterns with the word "Dian" cast a pale light. Jiuyu and others gently closed the door, leaving the two of them alone in the room.

The lights in the room flickered, and the white wax flowed to the candlesticks to accumulate. In front of the curtained window, Geng Qing sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the mourning hall that had been set up, feeling a little sad.

"I remember that you and I met, and it was introduced by brother Huaimian. Later, we often came to my house, and we couldn't beat them away. I really miss that time. You and me, brother Huaimian, shared the same interests and chanted poems together. Talking about the Dao, dancing swords under the trees, those days are really memorable."

The deserted room finally had a tinge of life, but only Geng Qing was talking there, the figure on the bed was silent for a while, and then there was a little hoarse laughter.

He turned sideways, leaning over his thin cheeks.

"Dancing swords under the tree, it's just me and Brother Huai Mian, Ji Chang is only there to make torture tools."

"That's a body-forging tool." Geng Qing corrected in a rather serious tone, "Before Xie Zezhou, King Liang used my newly improved one, and he highly respected it."

In the originally relaxed atmosphere, when King Liang was mentioned, Xie Tong on the bed restrained his smile.

"You blame me?"

"I can't wait to see you and punch you a few times."

"Tong is in good health, you can't beat me." Xie Tong smiled again, causing a violent cough, and the blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. Geng Qing quickly took out a handkerchief to help the scholar wipe it off. The former closed his eyes and wiped it off. The face turned to one side.

"Actually. I knew you would come. I didn't want to see you. I didn't want to see you. It's my duty to see you as a plan for King Liang. After all, I feel a little guilty."

Geng Qing patted his hand.

"I know it's okay to keep filial piety, otherwise I'd have pulled you up from the bed and beat you up to relieve your anger."

Facing the thin face on the bed, the scholar smiled, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, he knew that Geng Qing's humorous tone was just to make himself happier, but his body, he knew, could not last long.

"Ji Chang. I'm afraid you won't have the chance to say this in the future, but you can come here. I'm actually very happy in my heart."

He was talking intermittently, coughing constantly, maybe bleeding too much, after a while, his mind became confused, he paused for a while, and then continued, Geng Qing held his hand and listened quietly.

".I'm so happy to have you and Brother Huaimian as my companions. You know, I'm a failed scholar. In normal times, I'm only a county magistrate. Even if I'm talented, I'll spend my whole life in a muddle. But you met brother Huaimian, and Liang Wang who admired Tong. Even though he has a bad temper, he allowed me to show my strengths. I have no complaints when a scholar dies for his confidant."

It took a lot of energy to speak a long paragraph, and after closing his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.Geng Qing just sat beside him so quietly, holding his hand and guarding, looking at the scholar who was already thin and out of shape, his eyes were red with tears.

For some reason, in the palm of his hand, the scholar's hand suddenly trembled.

"What's wrong?" Geng Qing hurriedly asked.

However, the scholar opened his eyes and looked at the bulging roof, his eyes were blank, and the time and memory he traced passed by him like a long street.

He turned back into a high-spirited scholar again, walking through the bustling streets, holding a scroll and knocking open the small courtyard located in Chang'an Yong'an Square.

The door opened, and he walked into the courtyard. The mottled walnut tree cicadas were neighing. Under the tree, Qin Huaimian, a burly figure, brandished a sword with fluttering beard and beard.

Not far away, Geng Qing, dressed in normal clothes, was squatting on the ground, beating and smiling at him with a pile of wood.

In the courtyard, the old woman pushed the old man in the wheelchair and chattered endlessly, and the red fox with its tail dragging its mouth comfortably lay on the eaves with a piece of meat in its mouth to enjoy; Greetings; the busy glamorous women are still hurrying past and going out through the courtyard gate.

"Ji Chang, Huai Mian, and Tong come to visit."

Holding the scroll, he arched his hands towards the two friends under the tree.

Memories flooded back like a tide, and the opened courtyard door was slowly closed, gently locking the beautiful scene in the courtyard.

"Ji Chang. Tong's life is wonderful and content."

Xie Tong held Geng Qing's hand with his backhand, and he whispered, the look in his eyes gradually faded, "... Tell Liang Wangtong for me that he can't. If you help him, he can't see. Can't see. He shows his ambition gone."

The scholar's words stopped at this moment, and Geng Qing's hand that was clenched tightly was also released, and he fell powerlessly on the bed.

Geng Qing gritted his teeth tightly, but the tears still couldn't stop flowing from the corners of his eyes. He held the scholar's hand and sat there without saying a word until the temperature in his hand became freezing cold. He covered the scholar with the quilt, Slowly got up and walked to the door.

Outside, the people in the post house had already gathered. Seeing the red-eyed Geng Qing, they probably knew that the bedridden inspector You Pushe had passed away.

"Take the right servant and put it in the coffin, and go outside the city to inform the future Mozhou to express condolences, and send the right servant to see him off. In addition, send a fast horse back to Luoyang. Tell the king of Liang about this, and hurry up."

Geng Qing has been in this world for many years, and has met many people, but there are not many people who are really good friends. Xie Tong's departure made him sad. exists.

Not long after, the news spread to the military camp outside the city. Yang Shihou and Ge Congzhou, who had been rectifying the troops, came to the city with their respective troops. Ge Congzhou, Zhang Quanyi, Wang Jingren, Pang Shigu and Xie Tong spent the longest time together Knowing that the scholar's illness was caused by hard work, he came to the coffin and put on sackcloth voluntarily. The scholar had no relatives, so they could only do the work for him.

After seven days of vigil, the coffin was buried. Geng Qing hadn't slept well for several days. He accompanied the coffin into the soil in the suburbs south of Mozhou all the way. He just relaxed his spirit and fell asleep in the carriage tiredly.

At night, he had a dream. In the dream, a scholar named Xie Tong stood under a lantern outside the window, bid farewell and disappeared into the darkness.

That night, it rained heavily.

Hundreds of miles away, in Luzhou, the rain curtains intertwined and fell on the eaves, the tall figure in his sleep, the sound of gold and iron horses sounded in his ears, and the anger of his adoptive father, Li Cunxiao woke up and sat up, wearing a shirt. An unlined garment opened the door, staring at the intertwined rain curtain in a daze.

Soon, several figures descended from the courtyard wall, stepped on the spray and quickly attacked him. The leader of the man swung his spear towards the sky, and even the rain from the sky was forced away in an instant, turning into water droplets and splashing away.

"Li Cunxiao, do you still know Deng—"

boom!
Under the swaying lantern, water droplets poured in all directions reflecting the candlelight, heavy weapons flew into the rainy night, burly figures flew upside down, and the rest of the people who got together fell heavily to the courtyard and overlapped.

"Small Jianghu Xiaoxiao is also worthy of letting a certain family remember its name."

Li Cunxiao didn't even look at them, he went back to the room with his hands behind his back, the door banged on them.

"Don't go. Don't go and fight me again!!" Deng Tianwang lay in the rain, looked at the closed door opposite the heavy rain, and screamed, "...Either kill me, or come fight me again!! "

In the rain curtain, the unwilling voice echoed in the courtyard for a long time.

The heavy rain did not stop for several days, and then it was sunny again. Luoyang still had the moisture from the previous few days, and the streets were wet and muddy. Cui Yuan, the Minister of the Ministry of War, drove through the street in a carriage. Seriously looking at the street outside the curtain, he urged the coachman to go faster.

For several months in Luoyang, he had done many things in order to eliminate the country's thieves and return the government to His Majesty, and he also brought together some officials. Now that King Liang is facing enemies on both sides, the army is out, and he is held back by the Khitans. This is the best time.

When I see the Queen Mother tomorrow, it's time to take the last step.

The carriage drove across the long street, and there was someone watching from the nearby restaurant on the street behind, Liu Can put down the cup with a smile on her face, asked the servant to settle the money for the drink, and drove to Prince Liang's mansion.

Seeing King Liang trembling slightly holding a letter, the figure immersed in the shadows listened to the scene seen by the Zhongshu Pingzhangshi, his fat and strong figure moved, pressed the letter paper and put it on the corner of the table , looking at the bright sun outside the door with wet eyes, took a deep breath.

"Zi Ming can't see it but Gu will let you hear it under the Nine Springs."

Kong Luoluo's grief seemed to push to the last wall in his heart, and Liang Wang stood up like a giant bear standing in front of Liu Can, his voice was thick and ferocious.

"First kill these ugly people who are jumping up and down behind their backs. Then the emperor."

(End of this chapter)