Chapter 1515 (1/2)
Xie Yifeng's expression is stiff. He feels like a cavity of hot blood. He has poured a bucket of cold water on his head. His mouth moves, but he doesn't dare to speak falsely.
Candle shadow, axe sound?! Is the official language Bai afraid that the name of ”Huang Pao Jia Shen” is not right and wrong, and that the reputation will be questioned by the world and disputed by later generations?!
It is also possible that
Ah, if the official language is as arrogant as the son of Xiao, and is not in the view of unexpected people, it will be much easier!
It's a pity that both officials are modest and modest, but they don't understand that a gentleman is incompetent
Xie Yifeng frowned slightly, and then he listened to the official language and said, ”Xie Yifeng, this Marquis still has important affairs. If you have nothing to do, you can retire.”
How could Xie Yifeng willingly return without success and try to persuade him again, but in the end he kept silent.
Don't be eager for quick success and instant benefit!
He said to himself in his heart that at the beginning of the prince of xiyeda, he was eager for quick success and instant benefit. He did not get the trust of guanyubai as expected, but alienated him.
Nowadays, there are so many talented people under the command of the official language Bai. I can't make mistakes again and again!
Xie Yifeng finally bowed down.
When he came out of the imperial study, he walked forward, looking back carefully at what he had just said. He thought that he had said it very well. For example, in today's favorable place and favorable people, why did the official language look forward and backward and refuse to establish himself as king on the pretext of ”the sound of candle shadow and axe”?!
Wait!
Xie Yifeng suddenly stopped and raised his eyes with a flash of inspiration.
What a fool he is!
According to the allusion of ”the sound of candle shadow and axe”, since Guan yubai said these four words, it means that he is attracted to the throne of the West night, but he still has some worries Or, he doesn't trust himself!
After all, it has been nine years since I left the army!
Nine years is enough to make an earth shaking change in a person. Nine years is enough to make a once powerful country fall under the iron hoof of guanyubai and the southern Xinjiang army. Nine years of change is too big
If he wants to win the trust of Guan yubai again and to make a show for him, he must first make contributions and do the next convincing job.
But now the overall situation of the West night is almost decided. How can he make contributions?!
Xie Yifeng suddenly walked forward, I don't know when he went to a big tree again and hit the trunk heavily.
The thick and thin trunk of the bowl suddenly vibrated violently, so the crown of the tree swayed ceaselessly, and the leaves flew down like rain
At this time, only listen to a familiar male voice from above: ”Lao Xie, what's so angry about?! Don't shoot at the tree if you have a fire
Xie Yifeng was stiff all over. Looking up, he saw a young man in grey in his twenties lying lazily on a branch ten meters above the ground, looking down at Xie Yifeng with a smile.
”Popular, it's you.” Xie Yifeng said with a dry smile.
Popular light to jump down from the tree, landing quietly. He shouldered Xie Yifeng and said with a smile: ”Lao Xie, I see you just came out of the imperial study. Are you angry with the young master?”
Hearing this sentence, Xie Yifeng was frightened and quickly denied: ”popular, don't talk nonsense!”
He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, showing a smile of ”you and I know it from the bottom of my heart”. He touched his chin and said, ”thank you, we've been loving each other for many years. I'll tell you a truth. It's definitely your fault.”
Xie Yifeng's heart suddenly kindled a fire. How could he not know that Xiao Si and popular people all seem to have been bewitched by the official language white. No matter what the official language White said, they were afraid that the young master was right.
But Xie Yifeng's face did not dare to show a cent, was planning to respond, but listen to the popularity of the way: ”I said old Xie, you don't feel unconvinced.”
Fengxing picked a leaf at will while talking, put it in his mouth and played a tune. He didn't seem satisfied with it. He lost it and picked another one. He continued: ”don't you think about what day will be in the next few days?” Recently, the young master is in a bad mood! Do you want to hide as far as I can without looking at me? ”
Xie Yifeng was stunned. He thought about it carefully. Soon, he thought of something and moved his brow. Is it
Seeing that he understood, he patted the leaves on his body and said, ”since you understand, you can go back where you come from. Don't delay me taking a nap here.”
Before he finished speaking, Fengxing had already climbed to the tree flexibly and took the leaf to blow his tune, leaving Xie Yifeng standing in the same place, half drooping his eyes.
The bright sunshine in spring sprinkled Xie Yifeng's face full of dross through the gap between branches and leaves, forming a strange light and shadow, which made his expression dark and unclear.
Maybe, he can do something with it!
Xie Yifeng slightly squints, eyes flash a light.
The spring breeze is slow. Even in spring, the yellow sand still flies in the West night, not like the continuous spring rain in Wangdu and southern Xinjiang.
Guan yubai is still the busiest man in the West night. The lights in the imperial study often burn out until midnightOn March 29, on this day, the official language White did not stay in the imperial study.
In a courtyard in the southeast corner of the West night palace, a large mahogany carving case has been set out. On the big case, there is a memorial tablet, as well as offerings such as melon and fruit snacks.
All of these were arranged by Guan yubai himself.
Since the Western night palace was captured, most of the palace has been abandoned, and this courtyard is no exception.
Around the flowers, branches and leaves are not pruned, leaves dust is not swept, a glance swept, a desolate.
After lighting a good candle with white official language, he lifted his robe and knelt on the ground directly.
Small four stands not far away, looks at him quietly, the face is expressionless, the eye ground releases light sadness.
In the courtyard, there is no sound. There is only the sound of the candle jumping in the wind, and the smell of fragrant candle is floating around with the wind
I don't know how long later, the sound of the fallen leaves being trampled suddenly came from the rear. Although it was very subtle, it couldn't hide Xiao Si's ears. Xie Yifeng, dressed in green robes, was walking towards here. He obviously didn't intend to hide his whereabouts.
Xie Yifeng stopped at the place less than ten steps away from Xiaosi and said in a deep voice: ”I remember today is my wife's life taboo?! I want to go over and kowtow to my wife. ”
Small four did not say anything, just one side of the body, as if to get out of the way.
Xie Yifeng walked slowly to Guan yubai's body and looked at his thin back. From his back, he could hardly recognize that this was the official general who was in the west of Xinjiang, and was stained with blood and armor.
Guan yubai did not move, and Xie Yifeng did not know whether he had noticed his arrival. After a moment of hesitation, he knelt down directly behind the right side of guanyubai, and then kowtowed three times to the direction of the memorial tablet.
Xie Yifeng looks at the tablet on the desk, his eyes are dark and deep.
On March 29, all the officers and soldiers knew that this day was the birthday of the wife. Once on this day of every year in the western Xinjiang, the official Ruyan would accompany his wife in the general's mansion. On this day, unless there was some urgent military situation, no one would go to the general's mansion
The scenes in the western Xinjiang flashed through his mind. Sometimes, Xie Yifeng couldn't help thinking, if the emperor was as talented as the first emperor, would the government and army not have gone to that step, and he would not have been forced to choose another Ming Lord!
After kneeling for a long time, Xie Yifeng opened his mouth and said, ”little general, the ground is cold. You should pay attention to your body, otherwise your wife will not be able to rest in heaven.”
Official language white still kneels there motionless, silent.
Finally, Xie Feng finally made up his mind to find a deep breath
This time, the official language white finally had some reaction, the thin back slightly trembled, looked up to the tablet on the desk.
Xie Yifeng's heart beat faster and faster. His voice seemed to be murmuring to himself. His voice was broken in the wind: ”in those days, I knew I couldn't persuade my father, so I had to settle my mother first and follow my father to Wangdu But after that, my father and uncle died, and my mother died. At that time, I was still a prisoner at the bottom of the steps, and I was trapped in the prison. When I got out of the trap, my mother's bones had already disappeared... ”
Xie Yifeng in the rear secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued: ”little general, if you can let your wife and the general bury together...”
Before his voice dropped, a strong wind suddenly blew, and two clusters of candles on the confession table jumped up and went out, leaving only two wisps of green smoke flying
Xie Yifeng only felt a chill in his heart, and his hair was counted down. He took a deep breath and was at once composed. What ghosts and gods do people believe in? What reincarnation do people believe in? These people who are used to seeing life and death and all kinds of life on the battlefield do not believe it. If there is God, how can the officials be so!