Small Lingzhi

Chapter 30

The season is dry, the swallows are bleak in autumn, and the sky is covered with invisible dust.

In Meiyuan, the boy who is in charge of pruning and pruning herbs in the back mountain every day, took a small wooden bucket and a water ladle to carefully check the growth of medicinal materials everywhere.

The back mountain has a special place to grow medicinal materials such as Ganoderma lucidum and mushrooms, so the boy must ensure that the soil in this large area is moist, and there are groups of giant trees, with many small round umbrella caps swaying at the bottom of the roots.

These trees are big nutritional packages that provide nutrients to the small ganoderma lucidum and mushrooms that popped out of their heads. After walking around, the boy cut long branches for several big trees.

In the end, the boy came to a group of lifeless tree roots, all the Ganoderma lucidums in the surrounding area were dead, except for a small and shriveled fungus stalk standing quietly in the innermost part.

It was transplanted and grown on the leeward side, and was sheltered by giant trees, but when the dry westerly wind blows, even a slight gust of wind would make the tiny stipe crumble instantly.

It's just too fragile.

And it is such a stipe that looks like it will fall in the wind, but it has survived for so long.

The boy thought that it was going to go with the withered Ganoderma lucidum a few times. Every time he looked at it, even if its stipe collapsed in the moist soil, it would grow slowly every few days, bend again, and then grow again, tenacious. The degree made the boy feel emotional.

Almost everyone in Meiyuan knows that there is a small ganoderma that is strangely fragile but tenaciously growing on the back mountain.

For a while, people from all over the plum garden, those who were in charge of taking care of the back mountain, those who worked in other medicine gardens, and even those who cleaned the firewood houses, all came to the back mountain to watch carefully.

Standing alone in the open space, it doesn't even have a stipe the size of a little finger, and occupies a large circle of trees as its nutrition package, but it's a pity that it doesn't grow.

After the young man finished tidying up the Ganoderma lucidum field in the back mountain, he turned to other things.

At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, several minor events happened in Yandu City.

The gossip about small things in the market dissipated after a few days, and the secrets and gossips that spread to the teahouses in the market and teahouses became anecdotes that people talked about when they warmed up, drank tea and kneaded melon seeds.

After all, the dignitaries are far away from the ordinary people, and whispering about these high-ranking officials, it seems that the ordinary people are also involved in one of the major national events.

It's like the royal family hunt tomorrow at the Houshan hunting ground in the suburbs of Yandu City. It is said that the current emperor, princes and generals of various families, as well as the grand master Xiao who is more powerful than the emperor will all go.

Grand Master Xiao has acquired too much power, the royal family hunted many noble relatives and powerful families, how many people are afraid of the Grand Master, and how many people hate him in private, the scene must be very lively.

The ordinary people who wanted to see this grand occasion crowded towards the edge of the street in the outskirts of the city one after another when the sky was slightly gray.

When the emperor left the capital, it was rare for the common people to see the face of a real dragon, so they naturally gathered desperately. What's more, they could also see the grand master who had power over the emperor and covered the sky with one hand in the entire Yan Dynasty.

People wondered if this grand master Xiao had tiger eyes and thick eyebrows, mighty and majestic, maybe it is not impossible for the grand master to swing ordinary people to death with a slight wave of his arms.

Later the people found out that they were wrong.

The road to the back mountain in the outskirts of the city has long been guarded by guards, and many noble relatives and powerful families ride majesticly on horseback.

The princes and nobles were all wearing gorgeous hunting clothes, and some brought dozens of servants with them. Looking at the momentum, those who knew well knew that these rich and nobles were going hunting, but those who didn't know that they thought they were going to the outskirts of the city for a spring outing.

Until a bright and yellow figure of a young man appeared in the eyes of everyone, with oppressive manners, guarded by a general, the people knelt down one after another, shouting "see your majesty" and "long live your majesty".

Watching Emperor Yanchao enter the hunting ground, the people still did not leave.

Just as the people who had been waiting for a long time thought they would not see the rumored Grand Master Xiao, they were instantly distracted by the man who appeared last.

The man riding on it is the only red rabbit in the Yan Dynasty. The horse's body is like a flame, strong and majestic, eight feet high, like a flaming god riding from the sky.

And the person on the red rabbit horse, in a snow-colored hunting jacket, wrapped in a velvet cloak, is slender and handsome, with a pair of brows and eyes as deep as a cold pool, so cold that people dare not look directly at them.

The man's side is not as good as the dignitaries who are traveling in front of him make some big battles. He doesn't bring any attendants, and he rides the flaming horse alone, like the snow on the Tianshan Mountains, and it is comparable to the thunderbolt.

There was no need to speak at this time, everyone knew in their hearts that the man on Chitu's horse was their Grand Master Xiao from the Yan Dynasty.

Xiao Yan entered the hunting field alone, and the sea of ​​flowers floated all over the street.

Outside the long street in the capital city, the kneeling people regained their senses in a daze.

They raised their heads from the sea of ​​flowers one after another. The girls in the boudoir looked shy, as if they did not expect that Grand Master Xiao, who was feared by everyone, was not born with tiger eyes and a waist, nor could he kill people with a thick arm. On the contrary, the grand master was someone they had seen before. The most gracious, seemingly gentle and indifferent man.

The main city of Yandu was crowded with people, and there were a lot of wandering hearts from this day.

Xiao Yan entered the paddock, and all the nobles and nobles present laughed and chatted.

Grand Master Xiao's expression was as pale as snow all the time, and the words that came into his ears were non-stop, and he only responded based on his mood.

In autumn, there are more forest beasts that come and go in the mountains, and they are all stockpiling food for winter.

The little emperor smiled and announced the reward for today's winner, and all the officials greeted him with smiles, tacitly knowing each other.

Hunting is false, standing in line is true.

It was previously rumored that the Grand Master was plotted against by the people around him, and after returning to Yandu, he began to shuffle the cards.

The imperial court is dominated by the power headed by Xiao Yan. Other princes, military generals, and fortune tellers are several factions. Some are silent and cannot see the camp clearly, some put away their claws and forbear, and some appear to be neutral, but they have already been taken into the hands of the grand master. .

At first, the little emperor came to the throne at a young age, and the factions who wanted to take him out of the way to carve up the power jointly exerted pressure.

Xiao Yan has suppressed those royal families who had been incited by one person, and made them retract their tails. The means and power are unstoppable.

After Xiao Yan returned to Yandu, he closed the door and disappeared. Those dignitaries who were rejected from the grand master's mansion gathered today to take this opportunity to express their position.

The little emperor set up the autumn hunt just to publicize Grand Master Xiao's power and consolidate his position.

The little emperor is quite able to recognize the situation of the court and his own strength. He is not capable of weighing and controlling a group of people who want to seize power.

Although most of the power is not in his own hands, the emperor doesn't need to be that puppet emperor, Xiao Ni will give him back the protection of the country, why not the little emperor, right as if he has a solid backer behind him.

Autumn hunting is not only the opportunity for officials of the Yan Dynasty to show favor to Xiao Ni, but also the performance of the little emperor to show favor to Xiao Ni.

Xiao Yan was not very interested in participating in this hunt, and the upstart children of the military generals came out on top.

The autumn colors are gloomy, everything is sparse, and he feels a little depressed and has a headache.

Everyone only felt that the grand master's face was as cold as snow, and thought he was impatient, so when Xiao Yan left the venue, no one went to talk to him. The little emperor sent his guards to see him off, and no one stopped him, for fear of offending Xiao Yan.

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The Grand Master's Mansion is used to being cold and cold, and the Jingsiyuan is even worse.

Xiao Yan disappeared behind closed doors again after the autumn hunt. Mr. Liu had a keen mind and intuitively felt that his master was in a bad mood.

In addition to ordering the back kitchen to prepare some food and snacks to nourish the stomach and adjust the body at all times, order people to keep all movements to a minimum when working, and not to disturb the master.

Several confidantes of the Grand Master's Mansion went in and out of the Book Pavilion in the Fuzhong several times in just two days. It was cold in late autumn, light smoke lingered in the Book Pavilion, and the heating was warm. Xiao Yan leaned on the Grand Master's chair.

In the two months since Xiao Yan left the capital, several old foxes who were eager to force power to the little emperor jumped inward.

Xiao Yan ruled the old fox, who could see inward and showed his paws impatiently, out of Yandu. Although he had left, the people who met him in the border town hadn't stopped moving.

Those few were all driven away by Xiao Yan with his power when the emperor was young in the early years, and the few who left now still retain a little dignity.

It was Xiao Yan who was dispatched to the border town in the first place and let the guards drive him away in front of the officials of the whole dynasty.

They left early, full of hatred in their hearts, no matter how poor the place was, because the border was remote and the imperial court let it go, the little official position left was higher than the local people.

Over the past ten years, he has secretly occupied the economic veins along the border city, and now he has become one of the few difficult oligarchs in the Yan Dynasty.

The lingering smoke was hazy, and the confidants couldn't see Xiao Yan's expression clearly.

Now all the cities and towns along the border are headed by this oligarch, and Lao Lai seems to be in arrears with the court for two years in taxes.

It was three summers when Xiao Yan was poisoned in Yandu. He was not in the capital, and there was a lot of movement in the city.

After entering Mengqiu, all the cities and towns on the other side delayed the payment of taxes, and all the tributes brought to the palace were checked and found to be fakes.

Taking advantage of the absence of Xiao Ni, the imperial tiger, they used this opportunity to show off their power and try to pluck the little emperor's hair.

For this reason, the little emperor asked Xiao Ni for help several times, but the imperial edict has not yet been issued. The news has been spread privately in the court, and those who want to show their loyalty and ambitions all take the initiative to ask the emperor to send them.

The emperor's decree has not come out for a long time, and he is waiting for Xiao Yan to recommend someone to go there.

Xiao Yan filtered through the roster, and in the end, it was useless for those who wanted to show their hearts, and he picked up a pen elegantly, and dropped a name.

After recommending someone to the little emperor, he threw the roster to his confidantes and told them to leave as soon as they had nothing to do.

The confidant took the brochure and hesitated.

Xiao Yan glanced at him: "What else is there?"

The confidant whispered: "Teacher, the autumn hunt is over, and there are many young ladies who favor you in Yandu Manchu Dynasty. Some courtiers made a fuss about this, thinking that you have not yet married a wife and concubines, and they all filed memorials to the emperor. I want to send someone to you."

If there are people from their mansion next to Xiao Yan's pillow, the relationship with the Grand Master's mansion will be different.

In the past two days, there were all kinds of people who recommended the daughters of the mansion, and those who gave away the daughter of the concubine, and they didn't stop for a moment.

The little emperor was afraid that Xiao Yan would be displeased by the news, so he kept his arms around him and kept him silent.

The confidant carefully observed the face of the master, and said softly: "Also, there are people who ask if you don't like women, and there are even ones who will give you husbands."

……

Xiao Yan chuckled lightly, her handsome eyebrows and eyes seemed soft, people who don't understand would probably be dazzled by this.

Several confidantes shrank their necks, knowing that if they didn't say it, they made the Grand Master unhappy.

Xiao Yan seemed unintentional, but said intentionally: "Whoever said that the official is not married, let some news out, so that they will die."

Confidant: "Huh?"

When the grand master got married, they followed the grand master all the year round, which was unheard of.

Sensing a loss of composure, he quickly lowered his head again, not daring to ask.

Okay, if the grand master says there is one, then there will be, if not, they will make it up out of thin air.

Xiao Yan smiled gently: "You don't believe it?"

The confidant coveted all over the place, nodded: "Trust!"

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes, seeming to be emotional, and his tone was hard to hear.

"If there are no accidents, you should have been able to see him."

The confidant is confused, is the grand master really married?

The daring confidant couldn't help being curious, and asked: "Master, dare to ask the little lady who is married to the master, who is she, yes, yes and looks..."

The voice fell, and there was no sound.

The confidantes who seemed to have done something wrong were uneasy, thinking that they were going to end up like He Qi being assigned by the master to plant cotton in western Xinjiang, but they heard the master whispered something.

"Immortal and jade-like, unparalleled in the world."

The confidantes were stunned.

Xiao Yan raised his eyes, holding back a bit of gloom between his brows: "Everyone go down."

Manager Liu stood outside the Jingsi courtyard, worried.

The grand master was in a bad mood when he came out of Shuge, and he heard a few muffled coughs.

Manager Liu knew that the Grand Master occasionally coughed up blood at night, so he invited Dr. Mei to see a doctor, but the Grand Master didn't see him, so he directly asked him to send him back where he was.

He persuaded earnestly, the Grand Master smiled at him, but Mr. Liu couldn't understand that smile.

The night was shrouded in darkness, and the corridors of the Jingsiyuan were silent, and the wind blew the corridors' veils fluttering.

The little servant guarding the door ran to the stone arch in the yard to watch the door, and the grand master forbade anyone from appearing in the yard.

The door opened, and a smoky blue shadow stepped out under the yellow light, the man's back looked a bit bleak.

Xiao Yan walked to the locked small building and opened it with a key. What he entered was a well-arranged wedding hall.

He lit the red candle, and his eyes fell on two pieces of wedding clothes, one big and one small, which were stretched out.

Xiao Yan has adapted and got used to the pains in his heart, and every time the pain reminds him of the little medicine man who was going to marry him on Wuqing Mountain.

He picked up the grass leaves that were left to dry, lowered his eyes, and calmly wove the Ganoderma lucidum that he had wove in his memory.

For about a quarter of an hour, the canopy was full, and the ganoderma lucidum with a naive appearance was lying quietly in Xiao Yan's palm.

He has made more than one ganoderma like this. Xiao Yan held it for a while and looked at it, then put it into a cabinet in the hall, and there were more than ten straw weaved ganodermas in the same shape.

Xiao Yan said to herself: "Is it not hurting today?"

He slept for a while, waiting to fall asleep.

It's a pity that he didn't get what he wanted, because he didn't feel the feeling of embracing that person's slender and warm body in his arms, and he didn't hear the voice of grievance and sadness.

Xiao Yan couldn't sleep, so he simply sat in this small wedding hall for a while, his handsome and deep eyebrows showed a bit of coldness and softness under the bright red light of the wedding hall.

The Grand Master's Mansion closed its doors for several days in a row, and all the news about sending people to him disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Yan's body seemed to be improving, but he was always accompanied by intermittent pain. He felt that this should be the retribution for taking the life of the Ganoderma lucidum, and bullying such a simple person so hard.

It's retribution, Xiao Yan silently let such retribution, can't tell the reason.

But he does miss him, especially at night.

When winter came, Xiao Yan fell ill.

Just after the light snowfall, the Jingsi courtyard was covered with a thin layer of white snowflakes.

Xiao Yan's pale complexion turned slightly red. When Mr. Liu got up early to show the ganoderma lucidum to the grand master, he asked a question, but Xiao Yan didn't pay much attention to it.

In the middle of the night, the fever increased, and the dense pain that seemed to be suppressed on weekdays was particularly clear.

Xiao Yan wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with a silk handkerchief without changing his face, and his eyes fell on Mr. Liu and the other servants who were kneeling outside the door, and the disgust between his brows disappeared, and he said coldly: "Get up."

Mr. Liu knelt on his knees and couldn't get up, and it was rare for him to lose his temper: "Master, you should let Dr. Mei see you."

The boss is still a little puzzled even now.

He is passionate: "You have always cherished your life and your body more than anyone else. Why... why did you return to Yandu, but let the evil go unnoticed? Master, you are the Grand Master Xiao of the Yan Dynasty..."

How could the Grand Master, who is above the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, ignore his own body like this.

The most worrying thing for the boss is that the grand master took medicine for a day when he was sick, but he only drank those medicinal soups, other than that, he never showed any sign of recovery.

Director Liu, who was over sixty years old, could not afford to kneel.

Xiao Yan's expression was unpredictable.

He asked Director Liu to retreat all the servants, and looked at the old man who had served in the mansion for many years alone.

Xiao Yan seldom opened his heart to others. He recalled that in Wuqing Mountain, although everything was simple and scheming, it was rare at that time, and he really had a leisurely and comfortable life.

Gentle Township, Hero Tomb.

He claims that he is not a hero, and he has never had nostalgia for tender and sweet things.

Xiao Yan sighed lowly: "Director Liu, I have been in power for many years, and I have to ask myself, whether it is right or wrong, even if I wrongly kill someone in order not to miss the killing of one person, if I do it, I do it.

"But there is one person, I always feel sorry for him, and my heart hurts when I think of him, I have a conscience for him..."

Manager Liu was surprised.

After the master came back, he never talked about the poisoning. When he thought there was something wrong, the master's cold-faced and iron-blooded political tactics made him silence again.

It seems that as long as Grand Master Xiao is indifferent and powerful, he is still their normal master.

Manager Liu thought: "But it's because of that person... Master is looking for Ganoderma lucidum day and night?"

Xiao Yan: "Yes."

Manager Liu felt emotional, and said: "If the master is really thinking about it, this old slave will definitely try his best to find it tomorrow. In the whole world, I don't believe that I can't find what the grand master wants."

Xiao Yan nodded slightly.

The boss's mind is slightly calm, they can't live without a master for a day, and they are afraid that something will happen to the master.

It is a good thing that the grand master is willing to tell him at this moment, instead of pressing it to his heart.

Director Liu went to the back kitchen to fetch warm medicinal soup, but Xiao Yan pushed it blankly.

"Heart disease, how can medicine stone be cured, please don't deceive yourself and others."

"Then... this old slave invites Dr. Mei..."

The words of the old butler were interrupted by Xiao Yan.

"Let's see it another day."

The butler was silent.

Light snow flutters at night, and the fine snowflakes fall outside the thick window screens, making a slight sound.

Xiao Yan sleeps lightly at night and wakes up early, her eyes are slightly blue and black.

Xiao Yan coughed lightly for a while while Mr. Liu was waiting for him to wash up.

Manager Liu couldn't bear to see the blood-stained silk handkerchief in his master's hand.

After Xiao Yan finished washing, she put on a soft coat of gray mist and light color, looking handsome and handsome, like an exile.

Manager Liu picked up the water basin and paused when he walked outside the door.

He turned his head to look at his master whose clothes had changed, and asked: "This old slave has a question...how did the Grand Master feel ashamed of that person, and that person...how about his wealth?"

Who is it that can make the Grand Master feel ashamed?

Xiao Yan did not hold Manager Liu accountable.

The pure and pure black eyes appeared in front of his eyes, and he was looking at them with all his heart and soul by such clean and beautiful eyes, and it was difficult for him to admit it for a while.

He said: "I..."

"I bullied a small Ganoderma lucidum."

The author says:

To be fixed, thank you all!

Tomorrow let the grand master see the ganoderma lucidum~ I'm going to write [-] words, and if I abuse the grand master, I have to torture another [-] words, right?

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