Chapter 602: Ziyue Wood
It was the first time that Li Yao saw Li Heng and Lian Lin being scolded so terribly.
The men and women were still chatting happily in the hall. He was led in by the girl with purple cheeks and wet body, and stopped talking at once.
Then things were like this. He stood stiffly in the corner, watching those unfamiliar uncles pouring their anger on several brothers and sisters who were soaked, and occasionally cast their eyes here with fierce coldness.
"You see, they are also weak under stronger authority, and they dare not resist more than you." The girl glanced at him, chewing candied candy in her mouth, and the sweetness of oranges floated out.
But Li Yao did not speak. He was somewhat aware that this was only a short-term peace. They would not stay in the general's mansion for a lifetime. This was just a one-day visit. If the rushing water was temporarily blocked by congestion, it would be more turbulent when it broke through.
He silently turned his head to look at his aunt, who was looking at the hall with a pale face.
After such an unpleasant incident, the visit could not last long. The tall people exchanged greetings for a while, and the carriage was gradually ready outside the door.
Then he heard Zhao Baibi's crisp voice: "Madam, I want to play with him for two more days."
"..." Li Yao raised his head, and the girl who was slightly taller than him was looking at him with interest and swallowed the preserved fruit in her mouth.
Li Yao hugged the "Six Strategies" in his hand in a daze.
"No matter how I bully you, you won't get angry?" Lying on the unfamiliar bed, the maid applied medicine on his wounds, and Zhao Baibi lay on the bed, staring at his face and asked.
This angle and distance made him blush inexplicably, and he subconsciously moved his eyes away.
"Follow me in the future, I will take you to bully others." Zhao Baibi fantasized, "How old are you this year?"
"Twelve years old."
"I'm thirteen years old."
"When I travel around the world in the future, you will be my first little brother, how about it?"
"...Thank you."
"You're welcome! But my subordinates must have their own strengths." Zhao Baibi looked at him with her chin on her hand, "Otherwise, it will be embarrassing for me, Lady Zhao - do you have any strengths?"
"Mr. Li's wound has been applied." The maid reminded with a smile in a gentle voice, "Miss Zhao, Mr. Zhu's book class arranged for you is almost up."
Zhao Baibi narrowed her eyes and stopped shaking her legs.
"I can..." Li Yao hesitated for a while, and said carefully, "Help you with your homework."
Spring flowers, summer swimming, autumn pears, winter snow, boys and girls of this age mostly can't play together, but Zhao Baibi likes to listen to Li Yao talk about many things in history books, watching him write those beautiful and neat sentences on paper, and then compose them into tunes.
Li Yao prefers to stand under the window after school, waiting for the girl to take him for a run. Following this figure, the strange world is no longer frightening, and gradually becomes interesting.
What makes him gradually raise his head is the unfamiliar general's mansion. He is familiar with the tall and straight man. He listens to him explaining the past battles and the military tactics in the book. Whenever he stands beside him, he always feels a strong sense of security; he is close to the calm and gentle lady, who always wears light clothes and never seems to get angry; he is just a little uncomfortable to get close to Mr. Zhu, even though the girl seems to be most familiar with her.
Days passed by, and when the boy's head was equal to the girl's, it was almost two years. Li Yao never felt anything wrong, except that the man taught him the military tactics less and less in recent months, and the lady was sometimes nowhere to be found.
But the world did not stop changing because of the boy's insensibility. The dark clouds outside the child's vision finally brewed a sudden rainstorm.
On January 12, Li Yao rode back from the Imperial College again, passing the long street in front of the Imperial City. His feet were already able to step steadily on the stirrups. The girl taught him riding skills only last month and ordered him to learn quickly so that she could take her to the banks of the Feng River to play when the spring flowers bloomed.
Li Yao was still a little afraid of the big beast under his crotch. He often had this feeling - it was not him who controlled its pace, but it controlled his direction. If it suddenly ran towards somewhere, Li Yao could hardly imagine what he could do. In this mentality, he held the reins very seriously and cautiously, and did not look up when passing the entrance of the Imperial City.
Then he heard the sound of a galloping horse passing by from the side, as fast as the wind and as heavy as thunder.
His saddle seemed to be stained with a fishy red, and he shouted something that Li Yao didn't understand: "The general has been executed! Behead him immediately!!!"
Li Yao looked up blankly, the setting sun was burning red, and gray clouds covered it, like the desolation of the battlefield in the poem.
He was stunned for a while, until the horse under his crotch began to shake its hooves anxiously. He subconsciously looked to the south and saw a raging fire in the general's house from afar.
The next three days were a nightmare.
The shouting and noise that came from nowhere filled the whole city, and there were cries and screams everywhere. It took him a day and a half to return to the old house of the wise king. The lintel had been completely burned, the whole house had been looted, the aunt fell in the yard, her stomach was stabbed and rotten, several maids and the coachman He Shu were killed in the yard, and after a night, these broken bodies and blood had frozen into ice.
Li Yao didn't know how long he had been wandering here with his mind blank. Trembling and afraid, he took off the sword hanging on the wall for the first time, mounted his horse and galloped towards the General's Mansion.
Everything that scriptures is not the original. The night before he scared in the alley, he avoided the fire and the sound of the fire; and today the horses are flying on the road. Do your own thing.
It wasn't until the nearly time that the mansion that had always symbolized the powerful and safe mansion in his heart made the guard of the man gradually showing martial law. The whole mansion has almost nothing left. The familiar attic collapses have collapsed into charcoal. The Jiashi at the door lifts out of the corpse and placed on the street for inspection. appearance.
Even so, he still didn't want to give up. He trembled away, recalling the girl's residence, looking for the position of climbing the wall in the shrub in winter.
When he wanted to rush up, he was covered by one hand and dragged into the alley.
The girl's dirty face was in front of him, her hair was half -chaotic, her clothes were dirty and blood, and two wounds were wrapped on their shoulders and legs.
This face was very serious, but when he saw him, his mouth stunned twice, and he laughed. He whispered: "Li Yao, your face is a cat."
Li Yao cried out in a while.
Probably the king of the King did not care much, and Zhao Baiyu was not regarded as the person in the general's house. The two lonely teenagers found a dirty place in the war city. The cellar of the house.
"If it wasn't for you, I would not be hurt." When Li Yao changed his medicine to Zhao Baiyu, she had to say a word.
They hid here for a month, and both of them became dirty. Gradually, the city should be completely stable.
"Hey, I heard that the palace issued a notice in the surname of Li, who was lost." On this day, Zhao Baiyu returned, and to Li Yaodao, who cooked noodles in the corner of the courtyard, "Do you want to go?"
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
A few days ago, they had moved up from below. Li Yao was unwilling to return to any house, and they were temporarily placed here.
Li Yao turned back slightly: "Is it over?"
"It seems to end."
"So why do you fight."
"The old general's old ministry mutton the rebellion, and the forbidden army's order was killed, probably like this." The girl who always went out to find things was clearly clear about things, but she didn't care about it, "Li Yao, you want to go Should you? "
Li Yao was silent and looked at her helplessly.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Baiyi handed him a tender Huang Xiaoying Chun who had just collected from the road. "Look, good looks."
"I'm thinking ... I don't know." Li Yao took over and lowered his legs. "Bai Yan, I don’t know where I should go ... The home is gone, the aunt is gone, and the generals are not It's ... "
The boy showed weakness again: "I don't know what to do."
"Look at your unpleasant look," Zhao Baiyu jumped into the Qiu Qian beside him, "Isn't there still me to accompany you, why not care so much, if you want to live and live for a lifetime, I will take you into the four seas of the five lakes. No one can find! "
"..." Li Yao was silent.
Zhao Baiyu also quietly said, "Li Yao, what do you really want to do in your heart? If you dare not even say it, what is the meaning of life?"
Li Yao bowed his head for a moment, whispered, "I want to go."
"Um?"
"I don't like them, I hate them very much ... But my auntie said most often that I am the blood of the king, the Li family, and the blood flowing on the body. She hopes that I will become a material and re -illuminate the king of Xian The lintel.
"Um."
"Bai Yan, I think this is the problem of people surnamed‘ Li ’.” Li Yao raised his head, his beautiful face, clean eyes.
"So, I still want to go, I want to ... change something." He stood up.
"Then you put on your shoes first." Zhao Baiyu dangled, "Then, you have to do what you want to build and do your little brother."
The boy bowed his head and lifted his boots and looked up at the girl: "Of course, Bai Yan, I like you the most."
"..." The girl was caught off guard, a little embarrassed, "What are you talking about."
Li Yao blushed and looked at her: "Really, I will hit the world in the future and give you everything!"