Chapter 10

The sky is clear, and the weather is really good.

In the afternoon, a group of people walked to the execution ground. On the prison van in the middle was a giant man. His body was blood-stained and angry. The thick beard almost covered the whole face, and the big eyes of the copper bell were shining.

As soon as he came out of prison, he seemed to be outside, looking around the crowd. When he saw the familiar students and the husband, he grinned. His leisurely expression seemed that he was not to behead his head, but to visit his relatives and friends.

The students and the doctor of the Hanging College followed all the way, howling endlessly, and some fainted on the spot.

The snow on the execution ground has been swept away, and there is an eight-lifted sedan chair on the high prison platform. The sedan chair is facing the execution platform. There is a blue curtain hanging in front of the sedan chair. The wind passes by and raises the corner of the curtain, revealing a satin brocade robe. The decoration is extremely noble. The identity of the person in the sedan chair is mysterious.

Because the prisoners are very important, Prince An personally beheaded him and led the brigade to come first. He re-defense around the execution ground, and all the people are not allowed to enter. What's more, the three floors and three floors under the prison stage are all the imperial forest army, which surrounds the prison platform like an iron barrel.

The strange sound of the prison car came from far and near. The people in the sedan chair stopped at the entrance of the execution ground, like a full bow. The only arrow was the enthusiasm in his heart.

Like a rhinoceros, Meng Lao saw the sedan chair on the prison platform at the first sight. He was excited and inexplicably. He narrowed his eyes on the other side and opened his mouth wide and smiled silently. When the soldier pulled him out of the prison cart, he raised his locked hands and laughed.

In this way, through a curtain, the two communicated silently. Prince An closed his eyes, and the flames rushed straight and stood in front of the sedan chair with his hands behind his back. Only then did he find that he could not see the situation in the sedan chair outside. He had no way to do anything and said in a low voice, "Look at it twice. This is your last one!"

"Thank you!" A gentle and sweet voice came from the sedan chair, like a spring breeze blowing through the willows, like a milk swallow looking forward to her mother.

In the small border city under Taiping Mountain, it was this sound that shocked the tired Prince An and found this pair of slender and beautiful eyes from a pile of unkempt and dirty people.

Because of him, the boring border trip has a special meaning and has become the best memory of his life.

However, since when did this sound no longer appear? From when he pretended to be crazy under his body, or when he came to ask for revenge for his resistance, he ordered him to take off his clothes and kneel in front of him and put a jade into the secret hole.

He humiliated the talented lazy fairy, but lost his only confidant in his life.

Is

right? Is it wrong?

He only felt that the sun was like a needle, which made his eyes hurt astringently. He muttered and said, "Lazy, I like you. Don't you feel it at all?"

The man in the sedan chair was silent for a long time and said in a soft tone like a child, "Zi An, Meng Na's wish to repay each other!"

Prince An's heart was at a loss. Opposite, the man who looked like a savage was still giggling. His white teeth made him almost unable to open his eyes. His heart was angry. He grabbed the token and hit it on the ground and shouted, "Kill!"

The executioner's ghost knife was raised high, and the bright light made people feel dull pain even the blood flowing in the veins. Meng Na looked at the simple smile for the last time and closed his eyes with a smile.

Meng Lao's eyes never left the sedan chair. He smiled. His heart twitched and roared, "Save Lazy!"

Prince An was shocked all over, suddenly woke up, and kicked off the curtain of the sedan chair.

The sun squeezed in in a hurry, and Munna, tied to the chair, still leaned against it in a consistent posture, with her eyes closed and a smile at the corners of her mouth.

A long blood stain bloomed abruptly on the neck, and the blood bloomed into a strange flower, tragic. Beautiful.

The tingling blood stained the rope on his wrist and the eyes of Prince An and Meng Lao.

The executioner's knife was falling. Prince An bit his teeth, and the arrow in his sleeve turned into a silver snake and rushed out.

The knife fell to the ground and made a dull sound. Meng Lao, who had just walked around the ghost door, did not feel afraid at all, nor did he have the joy of rebirth. A pair of tiger eyes glued on the man in the sedan chair, with a sad roar, and repeatedly roared a name, "Lazy, lazy..."

"Please invite the prince to the palace!" Prince An clicked down a few big holes on Munna's body and gave a cold order to Mo Hu. Then, he glanced at the giant kneeling beside Munna, swallowed his depression, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll leave it to you. If he dies, you don't want to live!"

Meng Lao turned a deaf ear to his threat and sprinkled the hemostatic powder evenly on the wound with an extremely gentle gesture. After dressing the wound, he grabbed Munna's hand and looked at the only murder weapon - the sharp nails. There was a strange sound in his throat, sent the nails to his mouth and nibbled them carefully.

Prince An is so angry that he has already stopped the bleeding for A lazy's acupuncture point. Why did he do so much? If he had known that he would not search for medicine from Mohu just now, he would have given him an opportunity to invite a favor.

Looking at Meng Lao's pious face, Prince An's eyes gradually became cold, and he smiled bitterly. He had made a decision. There was no need to care about this barbarian. He turned his head and looked at the loose imperial army standing under the stage. He waved his hand and said in a low voice, "Go into the palace with me!"

After saying that, he flew up, jumped down the prison and beheading platform, took two steps, suddenly stopped, resisted the impulse to turn back, looked up at the blue sky, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't let me see you again!"

There is another sentence that he stays in the bottom of his heart. As soon as he turns around, he will never mention it again.

"A lazy, don't forget your words. In the next life, I will meet you in another way, and I will treat you well!"

In this life, the wood has become a boat.

In the Jingsi Palace, the emperor knelt on the futon and whispered to the Xiangfei's card: "I'm sorry for not teaching you well, but don't worry, I won't let him be so free. You love this child the most, and I will let him accompany you for the rest of your life!"

From the beginning of house arrest in the Buddhist hall, Yuyan's face was no longer expressionless. From beginning to end, he sat on the futon and copied the scriptures. When he was tired, he walked around under the eaves. When he was sleepy, he huddled on the corner couch for a while. The emperor and the eunuch maid went in and went in and out, as if they had nothing to do with him.

Hearing the emperor's words, his hand holding the pen paused slightly, continued to dip the ink to copy the scriptures, and unconsciously meditate on the scriptures, "No hindrance, no horror, stay away from inverted dreams..."

The voice of the people outside the palace suddenly rose, and the messy footsteps approached. The emperor got up, took three steps and two steps to the eaves, and shouted at the other side, "How many times have I said that you are not allowed to make noise here. Do you have long ears? Come on, I will take them all!"

"Brother, it's me!" A cold voice suddenly sounded, "I'll bring the prince to discuss something with you!"

The prince flashed out from behind him and did not dare to face his anger. He smiled timidly, "My son, see my father!"

The emperor's anger has not calmed down and said coldly, "Where is the head I want?"

Prince An waved his hand to repel the crowd and said warmly, "Brother, I just want to discuss this matter with you. Just now, the prince admitted his mistake and said that it was just a joke with him and the little prince that day. I didn't expect it to be like this. The prince's house is kind-hearted and doesn't want to pursue it. Please give an order to avoid Meng Lao's death!"

The afterglow of the emperor's eyes glanced at Yuyan standing at the door. He smiled calmly and was furious. He scolded angrily, "Zi'an, what the hell are you going to do? Is Meng Lao really evil? Even you do everything possible to excuse him!" Don't talk nonsense. If you don't see his head today, you will resist the order!"

Prince An sighed softly, "Brother, if you don't ask about the government for many years, why do you have to make trouble again? The prince has become an adult and can take your place. You'd better continue to eat and recite the Buddha and accompany your Xiangfei!"

The emperor was inexplicably afraid and stared at him and retreated. The prince took out a roll of bright yellow silk from his sleeve, knelt down high above his head, and his voice trembled a little, "Father, please have a look!"

"It's the opposite, it's all the opposite!" The emperor staggered back to the door of the Buddhist hall, pulled Yuyan's sleeve and shouted, "Yan'er, kill them all quickly. I know you have this ability!"

Yuyan hesitated for a long time and slowly walked to the prince. The prince panicked and retreated and turned back to Prince An for help. Prince An looked at Yuyan's calm eyes and stared at him fiercely. The prince fell to the ground in a hurry and said tremblingly, "Xiaoyan, don't do this, I do it. The emperor will let you out..."

As soon as Yuyan stretched out his hand, the prince was so scared that he shouted and waved his fist to greet him. Yuyan held his fist, grabbed the abdication letter from his hand, read it carefully, turned around and said to the emperor with a bright smile, "Father, let's make a decision for you!"

The emperor suddenly felt that the general situation had gone and collapsed to the ground. He watched the favorite little prince take out the jade seal from the Buddhist hall and cover it on the abdication edict.

The prince didn't seem to believe his eyes and muttered, "Why, why did you help me?"

Yuyan stuffed the abdication edict into his hand, gently grasped it, and smiled, "Brother, my teacher has taught me, take a step back. Moreover, in the past dynasties of the emerald dynasty, when have brothers been disabled? Prince An has assisted his father for many years, and he is in power. If you want to be an emperor, it's your turn?

Prince An sighed, smiled silently, gently patted Yuyan on the shoulder, and silently thanked him for his understanding.

Yuyan stepped back, bowed respectfully, and said with a serious look, "Please take care of your father. Yuyan will leave this time and will never enter the palace again!"

The prince took his hand tightly and blurted out, "Brother, don't do this. I'll call you the prince of Xiaoyao. There will be someone to take care of you wherever you want. Come back to see us when you are tired of playing!"

Yu Yan laughed and bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, brother!"

The emperor looked at this scene from afar, and suddenly burst into tears. He walked into the Buddhist hall step by step, knelt in front of the deck and sobbed, "Xiang'er, I'm wrong. I'm not a good father, and I forced our child away. Don't blame me..."

Hearing a low moan, Meng Lao stopped the work in his hand, and his huge body shot out like an arrow, passing through the courtyard, through the steps, through the shaking door, and stopping firmly by the bedside of Munna.

Noticing the movement of this side, Xu Fuzi's heart beat faster in the distance and ran wildly. When he arrived at the door, he took back his foot that stepped into the room and left step by step.

At this moment, you really shouldn't be disturbed.

Meng Na Ding looked at the person in front of him, and his eyes were a little confused. Meng Lao sweated heavily and pointed to his nose and whined strangely. He did not dare to scare him loudly, and he really didn't know what to say. A smile gradually appeared in Meng Na's eyes. He opened his mouth and only squeezed out two words, "It's so ugly!"

Meng Lao touched his beard all over his face, like a child who did something wrong, sat on the bed dejectedly, patted his head quickly, and the wind swept out. After a while, he found a short knife from nowhere, ran back happily, and stood upright in front of Monna, firmly pointing to his nose, indicating that it was definitely Meng Lao's real body. He grabbed a beard and cut it down.

He quickly cleaned out his face. He washed it and sent it to Meng Na. He said aggrievedly, "You haven't woken up. I always forget to shave. You can't dislike me. You said I was the most beautiful man in the world!"

Mana finally laughed and pulled the wound. His eyebrows tightened. He was afraid that he would make a fuss again, so he quickly let go. Meng Lao took a long breath. He didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly grabbed his hand and looked at his nails carefully. He felt that a long root was a little annoying. He held his hands and put them into his mouth, and then loosened it.

Munna looked at him in a daze, and his heart ached. He said, "Dumb, are you really still alive?"

Meng Lao was anxious, his nature was hard to change, and he roared, "I'm not dead!"

Xu Fuzi, who was reading in the sun in the yard, shivered and almost fell from his chair. Just as he wanted to ask Meng Lao not to scare the patient, he fell down with a bang at the door. Meng Lao came out aggressively, holding the thin Meng Fuzi in his arms.

Seeing Meng Lao's battle, Xu Fuzi was a little lacking in confidence and frowned, "Meng Jiaoxi, Meng Fuzi hasn't recovered yet..."

His words were scared back by Meng Lao's fierce eyes. Meng Lao put him on the lounge chair, took off his short jacket angrily, patted the thigh next to his chest and abdomen, and said hatefully, "Look at yourself, what's wrong with me. I'm not like you. I'm always looking for life..."

He was so heartened that he couldn't say any more. ** his upper body gasped and walked away. Xu Fuzi shook his head and sighed, "Meng Fuzi, it's not that I said you. You really don't take your life seriously. As the saying goes, 'It's better to live than to die'. You are young, and you will live in the future!"

Munna smiled and closed her eyes. The winter sun was so warm, like the barbarian's embrace, with a faint fragrance.

Master Xu also wanted to say a few more words. Seeing Meng Lao coming with a huge bucket, he quickly stopped and retreated silently. Meng Lao didn't know what was still angry and stared at him fiercely, "Do you want to see me to take a bath for Lazy!"

Xu Fuzi's face was hot, and he walked out of the yard in a panic and said hatefully, "The two men love each other every day. They are really infuriating and not afraid of bad students!"

Having said this, thinking of the experience of the two people, he still couldn't bear it. He looked at the sunny courtyard and silently promised his blessings.

Remove the cloth with black blood. Meng Lao was afraid of hurting him. He held his breath and almost trembled when he started. Meng Na laughed secretly and deliberately moaned. Meng Lao's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes almost stared down.

The medicine in the palace brought by Yu Yan really had a miraculous effect. The wound had a scab, and the long one was a little shocking to Meng Lao. He hated it so much that his teeth were itchy. He twisted the handkerchief and wiped it for him from head to toe. Meng Na finally broke his skills and opened his arms to him with a smile. There was a bang in Meng Lao's mind. The next moment, he had jumped into his arms and rubbed around on his thin chest, like a stray dog that had just found its owner.

Monna is always the best way to deal with Meng Lao. He gently combed his messy hair and whispered to his ear, "Are you still going to take the imperial examination?"

Meng Lao almost shook his head into a pendulum.

"What will you do in the future? Make up your mind! If you like the bustle, we will stay in the capital. I can sell some calligraphy and paintings to live a rich life. Seeing that he began to learn the pendulum again, Munna smiled softly, "If you don't like it, we'd better go back to the Hanging Mountain to teach, and students will go to various places to play in the mountains and rivers during the holidays..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Lao cheered and was so excited that he held his thin waist with one hand and his neck with the other. The child usually ran around the yard and circled around the tree from time to time.

This is what Yuyan saw when he came in. He couldn't help stopping and leaning against the moon arch door with a smile on his face.

How can Munah stand this kind of stimulation? Poor heart jumped up and down, and he couldn't even scream. He scolded the barbarian countless times in his heart. Finally, Meng Lao saw the jade words at the door, stopped, put Meng Na into the lounge chair, picked up his clothes and put them on, and greeted him happily.

Yuyan walked to Bna. Bana was dizzy and hummed gently to say hello. Yuyan couldn't help laughing, "Meng Fuzi, you have to be strictly disciplined in the future. This is not a joke!"

Manna answered weakly and decided not to talk to the barbarian for three days.

Yu Yan caught a glimpse of Meng Lao's face and collapsed again. He bowed and said, "Meng Fuzi, Meng Jiaoxi, the students came to resign on a special basis. The students are going to travel to various places to study and find someone by the way. Please take care of yourself. If you are free, the students will definitely visit everyone in the Hanging Mountain!"

Mana sighed softly. The world is really unpredictable. When he and Yuyan discussed the rescue method, he had the idea of martyring each other if he did not succeed. He never expected that there would be a day when the clouds and fog would disperse. Yuyan did not expect that Prince An would turn against each other, and finally helped them to determine the universe in one fell swoop.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, that person must be busier. He has always put national affairs first. The only emotion in his life and the only obsession are all used on himself. I really don't know whether it's his luck or misfortune.

Think about it carefully. In addition to going to the palace to see the humiliation, the man has always taken good care of him. No matter how cold he is, he always arranges his family and takes care of his friends in obscurity. Moreover, the first thing he does when he returns to the palace every day is to find him and sing monologue-like chat with him. Day after day, month after month. January, year after year.

In the final analysis, he owes a lot to that man.

"Everyone is gone, what are you still thinking about!" Looking at his lonely face, a nameless fire surged into his heart and made a loud noise all the way. Half of the shaking door was kicked away, the stool blocking the way fell off, the teapot became fragments, and the big wooden barrel began to leak...

Meng Na was stunned. As soon as she sighed, a bowl fell to the ground in front of him and was torn apart. Meng Lao was afraid that his men were not important, so he did not dare to approach him. He patted the Eight Immortals Table from afar. "Can you be full of thinking about things? Can you be full with sighs? Come here to eat. You haven't eaten for many days? Do you really want to be a fairy! "

Obviously, he was injured and couldn't eat, but this guy still had something to say. Munnar rushed to his chest with a turbid breath, looked at the messy yard, snorted, and made up his mind again not to talk to the barbarian for three days!

Meng Lao saw that he ignored him and didn't want to eat. Without saying a word, he rushed into the room and took out two big bags. The wind generally swept out. Soon, the crisp bells of the carriage sounded at the door of the yard. Before Meng Na could react, he only looked at the shadow in front of him, and he had soared into the air and arrived in the carriage in an instant.

When Munna came to his senses, the carriage had left the city and galloped south. When he encountered this kind of robbery again, he was angry and funny. Taking a closer look, the carriage had already been packed up. The carriage was covered with thick quilts, water bags and food were all available. There were also some books in the compartment behind the carriage. It was a picture book that has emerged in the capital in recent years. It tells stories in the form of pictures, which was short enough to reclaim the sea. , Kuafu chased the sun, the love story of a talented woman, or a famous battle in history, a famous figure, Meng Na casually turned over, and more than half of his anger subsided. He asked knowingly, "Nerd, didn't you ask me to eat? Where are you going?"

Meng Lao urn said angrily, "Don't eat, go home!"

Munna picked up a book and smashed it on his head. "You are so unreasonable. Did I say I would go with you?"

"I said it, just now!" Meng Lao caught the book and laughed like a fishy cat.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you about this!" Munna suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, "Why are you in such a hurry? We haven't said goodbye to everyone yet!"

"I have already told you that we will leave as soon as you get hurt. Everyone will understand. Besides, I don't like to see a bunch of people give it to me!"

I can't beat it, and it doesn't make sense. Munna's temple is faintly painful. He simply gives up communication efforts and lies in a comfortable quilt to watch the scenery. Meng Lao didn't hear his voice for a long time. He looked back and saw him narrowing his eyes. His eyes were erratic. He seemed to be a little distracted. His heart thumped. He lowered his head and said, "Don't always think about others, don't sigh all the time. My heart is blocked!"

Manna was stunned for a long time, with layers of smiles as if being stimulated by the spring breeze. She found a comfortable posture and hugged the quilt and sighed, "Meng Lao, I like you so much. What should I do in the future? You will definitely bully me..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Lao, a hungry tiger, picked up the quilt and shouted strangely, "A lazy, I can't, I promise not!"

"Don't move!" Muna hooked his chin with a finger, kissed him gently, and slowly increased his strength, licking, eating, sucking, rubbing... Meng Lao had just made a promise. Of course, he was very obedient. His lips were red, red and swollen, but he did not dare to say anything from beginning to end, let alone do anything.

After enjoying his long-lost sweetness, Munner was in a good mood. Finally, he imprinted a reward kiss on his cheek, ended the punishment and continued to retract into the quilt. Meng Lao licked his lips, felt the ecstasy just now, touched his head and smiled, "Lazy, it's my fault. I shouldn't be jealous. If there is another time, you will punish me like this..."

He threw a book out of the carriage and smashed back his daydreaming.

In the distance, a man in brocade with a cold look stood on a high hill and silently looked at the carriage away. Behind him, a tower-like man knelt down and said, "Master, it's not too late to chase..."

The man gently raised his hand to stop his words. His voice was as low as saying to himself, "He has been with me for two years, and I have heard less laughter than this day..."

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