Chapter 512 Personally Selected Family
Facing Wu Jue's questioning gaze, Tianjing said with a smile: "My resurrection from the dead is just following in your footsteps. Why are you making such a fuss, Senior Brother?"
Wu Jue felt his scalp tingle when he heard the word "senior brother" so kindly. He gritted his teeth and continued, "...How can my situation be the same as yours! You are still useful to the Saint, but are the people under her so easy to fool?"
When he parted with Tianjing, Tianjing was accompanied by guards sent by the empress, which Wu Jue knew.
Wu Jue had some understanding of the saint's style of doing things. In his opinion, Tianjing had intended to escape when he left the capital before. The saint would not be unaware of this. As for those who could not be used by him, it was normal for the saint to get rid of them.
Therefore, when Wu Jue heard the news of Tianjing's death, he never questioned its truth and believed that Tianjing must have died a thorough death.
But now, this person is alive again!
This thing is different from reincarnation. Since it still uses the original old shell, it is obvious that it is most likely some kind of escape plan... This is where Wu Jue is curious.
Tianjing did not rush to answer him.
The two were in a quiet corner of the garden at the moment, with lush flowers and plants in summer. They stood under a hibiscus tree. Tianjing smiled, raised his hand, plucked a hibiscus flower, and handed it to Wu Jue.
Wu Jue frowned, his face full of disgust.
Giving flowers to each other among friends is an elegant and wonderful thing, but he, who has been bald since he was young, has never had the hobby of wearing flowers in his hair. Besides, what kind of friends are he and Tianjing?
Seeing that he didn't take it, Tianjing didn't say much. Under the moonlight, the old Taoist with silver hair and beard like an immortal held a flower in one hand and a whisk in the other as he swept past the hibiscus flower.
After sweeping the whisk over, Wu Jue suddenly saw the hibiscus flower burning. When he looked again, he saw the fire suddenly grow bigger, blazing, and the heat wave rushed towards him.
Wu Jue let out a "whoosh" and without having time to think, he quickly took a few steps back and raised his sleeves to block his eyes.
After a moment, Wu Jue suddenly thought of something, closed his eyes to calm his mind, and quickly recited the Heart Purification Mantra in his mind. He raised his sleeves and waved them in front of his eyes several times to fan away the "fire", cursing: "...I didn't expect that a dignified national teacher would be proficient in this inferior illusion technique!"
Tianjing smiled and waved his whisk again. The "fire" was extinguished and the hibiscus flower was still an ordinary hibiscus flower.
Tianjing put the whisk back into his arm and said with a smile, "As the saying goes, having many skills is always a plus."
Wu Jue shook his sleeves, made a "tsk" sound, and said with his hands behind his back: "According to this, the Saint didn't know that you are good at this magic trick?"
The most taboo thing about this kind of magic is to be on guard. Once the person who sees the magic is on guard, it will be difficult for him to fall into the illusion again, even if the illusion used by Tian Jing seems to be quite clever.
However, because many Taoists nowadays use this method to deceive people and commit fraud, this kind of deceptive technique has been gradually classified as inferior, and real Taoists look down on it.
Tianjing stroked his beard slowly and said with a smile: "Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger, you must always leave a way out."
Seeing this, Wu Jue wanted to put his hands on his hips and shout, so that everyone in the world could see what kind of cunning face the National Master Tianjing, who they thought was a Taoist with a celestial aura and could convey the will of heaven, really had! —— Especially that Wang Changshi! Wu Jue was very upset about the fact that he and Tianjing were treated differently by the world. At this moment, he seized the opportunity to expose Tianjing's shortcomings: "The saint treated you well, aren't you betraying your master?"
"I have treated the Saint well, but the opportunity has ended, so I can't force it anymore." Tianjing still had a faint smile on his face: "And the Saint has already killed me once, and I have nothing to owe him in this opportunity that has ended."
"That's a very insightful idea!" Wu Jue snorted twice, sat down on a landscape stone, and looked at the sky mirror: "But then again, why did you take off your body and come to our little Jiangdu?"
"That's wrong." Tianjing said with a smile, "It was because of the invitation from Envoy Chang that I finally made up my mind to get away."
After all, his identity as the Imperial Master was really a hindrance, and in order to keep the appointment, he had no choice but to die.
"What invitation? It's just a few polite words. Why do you take it seriously?" Wu Jue squinted and muttered, "For a dish of vinegar, you took the trouble to make a big pot of dumplings."
"The envoy Chang Jie invited me. Jiangdu is a city of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. How could I not be jealous?" Tianjing said with a smile: "Besides, my confidant is here, so why shouldn't I come?"
Tianjing said, his eyes fell on his "confidant", and he said with relief: "Your body now looks like a dead tree that has grown again."
The revival of the dead tree shown on Wu Jue's body may be the trend of all people in the world.
"Today, I saw the aura of the Dao between the eyebrows of Envoy Chang Jie, and there was a sign that the purple energy was gathering and returning to its place..." Tian Jing sighed, "Even his bones have changed, which is rare in the world."
Tian Jing said, looking up at the stars in the night sky: "Playing games with the sky, it is really wonderful."
Perhaps there really is someone who can prevent the collapse of the country and the arrival of a century of chaos...
And he may be lucky enough to witness this "unparalleled wonder".
"I observed the bones of my master in his previous life, and found that he was actually an emperor with a missing bone. This is a rare sign of great talent and great regret." Wu Jue sighed after realizing it belatedly, "Your Highness drew his sword and returned with a broken bone. Perhaps he came to complete this bone in the dark."
Tianjing also sighed: "The master who planned this is truly a master, it's a pity that I have no chance to meet him."
Then he stroked his beard and said thankfully: "However, due to this strange combination of circumstances, I can now be considered as half a disciple of his."
"..." Wu Jue frowned and looked at him: "You don't have a master?"
Tianjing smiled and said, "Now I have it."
Wu Yu laughed at him rudely, "You are such a wild kid, no wonder you have learned so many different things."
Tianjing smiled and said, "In terms of learning a variety of things, I am not as good as my senior brother who studies both Buddhism and Taoism."
Wu Jue was annoyed, and after asking all the questions he needed to ask, he stood up, swung his sleeves, and was about to leave with his head turned: "Who is your senior brother!"
The next moment, Tianjing behind him asked with a smile: "Brother, do you want to drink?"
Wu Jue paused and swung his sleeves again: "My master won't let me drink!"
Tianjing suggested: "Then why don't we quietly leave the house?"
"Quietly? Do you think the defense of this governor's mansion is made of paper?" Wu Jue said this, but he turned his head back honestly, looked up and down at Tianjing's shabby old Taoist robe, and questioned: "How many copper coins do you have to buy wine?"
Tianjing took out a heavy purse from his wide sleeves and said with a smile, "I have saved a lot of money from reading fortunes for people along the way. I can drink with my friends."
Wu Jue was filled with alcohol, and finally waved his hand: "Come on, come on, follow me..."
Tianjing followed him and said, "Didn't you say that the defense was tight?"
"The higher the virtue, the higher the evil." Wu Jue smiled mysteriously: "I have a hidden dog hole that can be used to leave the house..."
When they arrived in front of the dog hole that Wu Jue mentioned, Tianjing hesitated for a moment, which was rare: "This..."
Wu Jue was unusually humble: "Come on, you go first!"
Hey, let this old Taoist rub some plaster on him first.
With this in mind, Wu Jue pushed the Tianjing into the cave without saying anything.
The dog hole here is indeed hidden, and it was dug by Wu Jue himself.
But the governor's mansion was heavily guarded, and not even a fly from outside could easily fly in. The existence of this dog hole had only one reason: someone allowed it to exist.
Soon, the matter was reported to Chang Suining.
In the study room inside the courtyard, Chang Suining, who had already taken a bath and had her hair half uncovered, waved her hand to indicate that she would follow them.
Yao Ran was reporting on affairs and also mentioned the war in Haizhou. The chaos in Haizhou had not yet subsided, but it had not yet spread to Chuzhou under the jurisdiction of Huainan Road. Chang Kuo had asked He Wuhu to lead troops to Chuzhou to strengthen the defense and keep an eye on the situation in Haizhou.
After reporting the main matters, Yao Ran looked at Chang Suining and said, "It's getting late. You have been busy for many days. It's better to rest early."
Chang Suining nodded and looked at Yao Ran with a smile: "You have worked hard, you should go back and rest."
"Yes." Yao Ran bowed and was about to leave when he heard the elder in the upper position ask, "Are all the letters from these days here?"
Yao Ran raised his head slightly, followed his master's gaze, nodded and said, "All your personal letters are here."
Chang Suining nodded: "Nothing, go and have a rest."
Yao Ran agreed and left the study room, with a trace of thought in his eyes. Whose letter is the master waiting for? Chang Suining picked out a few letters and read them. Then he propped up his cheek and yawned. He stopped forcing himself to yawn, put the letter down, and went back to the bedroom.
There was no dream that night. Chang Suining got up the next day to practice martial arts as usual. When she was about to have breakfast, an official came hurriedly and told her to go to the front yamen.
The one who came to the front yamen was this year's litchi transport envoy.
The messenger was exhausted, but the lychees were very fresh.
Lychees are not easy to transport. In order to ensure the freshness of the fruit, they are mostly transported as whole trees to ensure that the lychees do not fall off the branches or rot.
These lychees have obviously just been cut from the trees and processed. They are now neatly stacked in boxes with their branches and leaves. The boxes are covered with ice, which gives off a slight chill in the hot summer days. The lychees with half green and half red skin are plump and bright, which is very refreshing at a glance.
Chang Suining couldn't imagine how much material, manpower, and even lives were wasted on the way these lychees were transported thousands of miles to this place during this war.
She knew that Ming was not a person who was greedy for pleasure. What he really cared about was the emperor's majesty. He probably felt that if the lychees could not be transported normally, it would mean that the emperor's authority was lost.
The reconstruction of Yuezhou encountered many difficulties in obtaining funding from the imperial court, but the precious lychees could be transported as usual. As to how the majesty of the imperial court and the emperor should be maintained and demonstrated, everyone seemed to have different opinions.
Seeing that Chang Suining did not speak for a while, the envoy said respectfully and with a sigh on his face: "Your Majesty has specially sent a message to ship half of this year's lychees to Jiangdu. This is an unprecedented precedent. It shows how much the saint loves Envoy Chang Jie... This is the supreme grace of heaven that others can only ask for."
Chang Suining smiled and nodded: "The messenger is right."
As he said this, he turned around and told Wang Changshi: "The envoy must have been exhausted from the long journey. Have someone take him to a place to wash his dust and cool down, and have someone prepare some wine and food."
Wang Changshi agreed and quickly left with the envoy.
Chang Suining looked at the dozens of boxes and had them closed and sent to the ice cellar for storage.
Chang Kuo, leaning on a crutch, accompanied Chang Suining out of the front hall. When they passed through the garden, there was no one around. Chang Kuo suddenly tried to ask, "...The time when His Highness had a high fever, he said he wanted to eat chestnuts...Did I mishear it?"
In fact, His Highness was talking about lychees? Chang Kuo had wanted to ask about this for a long time. In the years after His Highness's death, whenever lychees were transported to the capital, the saint would have them delivered to Princess Chongyue's residence.
After hearing it many times, Chang Kuo began to recall that old story.
At that time, His Highness was about fourteen or fifteen years old. It was the first time he was injured so badly. After being in a coma for two days, he developed a high fever. While he was confused by the fever, he called out "Mother" and said he wanted to eat "chestnuts", which was unusual for him.
Chang Kuo listened carefully and quickly replied: "There are plenty of chestnuts! When we recover from our injuries, we will eat a hundred or eighty baskets of them!"
So, when Li Shang woke up, he saw several baskets of chestnuts in the tent and Chang Kuo's adorable smiling face.
At that time, Li Shang looked at Li Zi, then at Da Chang, and didn't say much, just smiled happily.
When she was in pain and had a high fever, she felt like she was rolling in a sea of fire and swords. The thought of the sweet and chilled lychees made her feel comfortable. But compared to the lychees, what she wanted more in her daze at that time was her mother's comfort and company.
Just like when Ah Xiao was sick, his mother would always touch his head with her hand. It seemed that every child who could have his head touched by his mother would feel much less pain.
But that time, Li Shang was also touched on the head, and someone also stayed by her bed, repeatedly checking her forehead temperature. Although his snoring when he dozed was too loud, as if someone was beating drums and gongs in her dream, this noise also made her feel at ease.
Many years later, when the matter was brought up again, Chang Suining did not deny it. There was no need to deny something that had been let go. She smiled and said to Chang Kuo, "You just found out."
Chang Kuo smiled and sighed: "It's my subordinates who are stupid."
"Not stupid." Chang Suining said, "Then I found chestnuts taste better."
From then on, she fell in love with eating chestnuts, which were cheap and filling, but there was one bad thing - they had a shell that was hard to peel.
Chang Kuo thought a lot in a short moment. He remembered that time when His Highness was seriously injured, Ming Shi did not trust the military doctors, so she specially found a famous doctor to come to the army to treat His Highness. He thought that this was a move of love for his daughter, but the eunuchs who accompanied him repeatedly asked the doctor nervously: [Will it delay your ability to wield a knife in the future? ]
Asking once is not a big deal, and asking twice or three times is no big deal, but asking so many times shows that you care, and it makes him feel annoyed for no reason.
Chang Kuo pulled his mind back from the past, and then looked at the girl in front of him, and said in a muffled voice with a bit of discomfort in his heart: "If His Highness doesn't want to accept this lychee, then we don't want it."
Chang Suining slowed down his pace, looked forward, and said slowly: "Old Chang, you don't have to feel wronged for me. I haven't felt wronged for a long time."
"I have you." She turned to look at Chang Kuo and said, "Father, you are all my family members that I carefully selected. Tell me, how many people in this world can have the blessing of being able to choose their own family members?"
Under the scorching sun, the girl's brows were clear and her eyes were filled with genuine joy and relief.
Chang Kuo suddenly felt a lump in his throat and his eyes turned red.
After the two of them walked together for a while, Chang Kuo wiped away his tears and asked again, "What if we don't want the lychees?"
"Why not?" Chang Suining said, "It's worth a lot of money."
"...Are you going to sell it?" Chang Kuo was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "The things given by the emperor cannot be sold."
Good night everyone, see you tomorrow~
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