The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star - Chapter 131

Chi Jingxi still remembers the day when he stood under the blooming pear tree.

That year, Chaoge experienced a cold blizzard, which caused many people to suffer from frostbite, and Songhai Academy also suspended classes.

Later, the spring breeze returned to the earth, bringing the vitality of the revival of all things, and the shining of the sun also had warmth, and the whole city was celebrating.

Mu Yang held back at home for a long time, and immediately knocked on the door of the Hou Mansion as soon as the spring started, yelling for him to go out and go around.

Muyang said that there is a pear forest outside Chaoge City. It is in full bloom and the scenery must be extremely beautiful.

Chi Jingxi thought that these days are indeed busy, so he agreed.

The two also went to find Cheng Xin.

At that time, he was still young, and almost three people went out, inseparable from each other.

The heavy snow that closed the road has long since turned into water, washing Chaoge’s road completely, and at first glance it is even more spacious than usual.

When going out, Chi Jingxi also specially ordered someone to take his cloak and put it on Mu Yang. Mu Yang is actually very afraid of the cold. Although the young man is strong, he suffered from frostbite when he was a child, so he left a psychological shadow. Even if he blows a little wind, he feels that he will get frostbite.

But as he grew up, this psychological shadow gradually faded.

Mu Yang wrapped Chi Jingxi’s cloak, and excitedly told them how beautiful the pear blossoms outside the city are. Many people came here admiringly, and even composed paintings and poems for the pear blossom forest.

Cheng Xin became interested as soon as he heard it, and suggested, “If we finish reading, we also write a poem to praise Lihualin.”

Mu Yang, who was talking non-stop, suddenly shut up, curled his neck like a tortoise, silent.

At this time, he dared not take the conversation, because his literary talent was really incapable, and he would be laughed at back and forth.

No matter how thick the skin is, it can’t stand it.

Several people came to the Lihua Forest, and they saw plain white eyes as soon as they got off the carriage.

The color of pear blossoms is like snow, pure and flawless, and when the spring breeze blows, they will slowly flutter, occasionally a few petals leave the branches and dance in the air.

Most girls like to see this soft beauty, but Mu Yang is extremely happy.

He was walking in the pear blossom forest and used all the words of praise in his mind to praise the beauty, which caused a lot of jokes.

Chi Jingxi feels that this kind of beautiful scenery full of flowers is actually easy to see, and it will feel boring after a while, far inferior to the magnificent mountains and rivers.

Mu Yang became tired and found a piece of land to sit down and rest.

Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin also sat down with them. The noble prince Xiaohouye in Chaoge City sat on the floor like this. Fortunately, there is no one in the pear blossom forest, otherwise it will cause a lot of idle talk.

Mu Yang twisted the petals that fell on the ground, and suddenly said, “Hey, have you thought about what you will do in the future?”

Cheng Xin was aroused by his question and smiled, “What’s this?”

“In Songhai Academy, the top students would later participate in the imperial examination, and then enter the court as officials.” Mu Yang said, “You don’t need to participate in the imperial examination. Have you ever thought about what you will do after the academy?” Mu Yang said.

Cheng Xin said, “I didn’t expect Yang Er to think about these issues in his head.”

Mu Yang curled his mouth and snorted, “Yesterday my father said that he hoped that I would study hard in Songhai Academy, and by then I would be able to get a civil officer and honestly contribute to the country.”

He said, “But I don’t want to be a civil servant, I think it’s too boring.”

“Then what do you want to do?” Chi Jingxi asked along the way.

“I want to walk on the rivers and lakes and travel the world.” Mu Yang said, “Like a chivalrous swordsman, he is a chivalrous swordsman everywhere, punishes evil and promotes good, and protects Shaojing from peace.”

Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin laughed at the same time.

Mu Yang was unwilling to say, “What are you doing and laughing at me, I’m serious.”

Chi Jingxi thought for a while and decided to tell him the truth, “A swordsman can’t protect Shaojing from peace. With so many people in Shaojing, you are just one of the vast crowds.”

Cheng Xin nodded in agreement.

Mu Yang said, “But the swordsmen in the script all say that they walk the rivers and lakes to protect the country’s peace.”

“It’s not the swordsman, but the general who can really protect the country’s peace.” Chi Jingxi said, “For example, your father.”

Cheng Xin also said, “Yes, the power of one person is too small. If you really want to protect the country’s peace, you should be like General Mu, and you should not even think about walking in the rivers and lakes.”

Mu Yang put on an expression that seemed to understand but did not understand, did not speak for a long time, and then fell asleep leaning against the tree trunk.

Seeing that he hadn’t spoken for a long time, Chi Jingxi turned his head and saw that he was wrapped in a cloak and fell into a light sleep leaning on the trunk.

Cheng Xin gently brushed away the petals that fell on Mu Yang’s head and shoulders, and smiled at Chi Jingxi in a low voice, “Let him sleep for a while.”

Chi Jingxi lowered his head and smiled.

He knew that Mu Yang understood the words.

After a long time, Chi Jingxi always thought of these words, always falling into infinite remorse and self-blame.

He should have told Mu Yang that civil officials could also protect Shaojing’s prosperity and assist the emperor to rule the world, and Shaojing would be safe when the world was flat.

It’s a pity that everything is too late.

The road from Yibei to Chaoge was too far, and Mu Yang’s bones could not be transported back, so he had to stay in Yibei.

That place was very hot in summer and extremely cold in winter. Mu Yang certainly didn’t like that weather, and he was unwilling to stay in that place.

Mu Yang was still young, did not marry a wife, failed to fulfill his dream, and just slept in Yibei forever, and all these faults were attributed to him.

If it wasn’t for him to say that protecting Shaojing needs to fight to kill the enemy, if he didn’t firmly drive him back when he came to Yibei, there would be nothing after that.

Had he not been forced into the mountains by the enemy, Mu Yang and Fu Zixian would not have died in the valley to save him.

Chi Jingxi sometimes wondered whether the ending would be different if Mu Yang and Fu Zixian were not taken with the chaos in Yibei.

Even if he was buried in Yibei, it would be better than watching his loved ones leave one by one, and finally he was left alone.

This kind of taste is really uncomfortable.

After the emperor’s death, the battle for the throne became more and more intense, and the various forces fought for the word “power” to break the blood.

Chang’an was infected with the epidemic, and thousands of people fell on the bed in just a few days. When Chi Jingxi got the news, she almost couldn’t stand still.

The plague came quickly and fiercely, and no doctor could find a cure. All people who had contact with the disease were infected with the plague without exception. Later, the doctors did not dare to go out, and only hid at home, and people fled out every day.

In order to prevent this ferocious plague from spreading, Chi Jingxi gritted his teeth and ordered the city to be closed, locking everyone in the city of Chang’an.

The former prosperous capital became like a ghost town in just a few days after the closure of the city, and there were no living people on the streets.

More and more people died, Chi Jingxi set off from Chaoge and returned to Chang’an resolutely.

The plague is the merciless **** of death. It has claimed the lives of tens of thousands of people in Chang’an, including Chi Jingxi’s parents and relatives.

Chi Jingxi knelt in the mourning hall for three days and three nights, and finally fainted because he couldn’t hold his body, and was carried out by his subordinates.

Since then, he seems to have become tireless and cold-blooded.

There is always a piece of white cloth tied around his wrist, which is a memorial to Mu Yang and Fu Zixian who were buried in Yibei. A white coat is always wrapped under the iron armor to pay homage to the loved ones who died of illness. The hairband on the head is always plain white, which is a tribute to the innocent people who died in this battle for the throne.

This battle has been going on for too long, too long. He hasn’t had a good rest for a day, his body seems to be unconscious, and he no longer feels pain.

But on how many sleepless nights, whenever I think of Mu Yang’s smiling face, Cheng Xin’s gentleness, Fu Zixian’s earnestness, his father’s and mother’s earnest teachings, and his brother’s caring greetings, those he once possessed and lost in the blink of an eye, All made him have bone-shearing pain.

Chi Jingxi is still scarred, but he knows he can’t fall down yet.

Even if he turns his head, the mountains and rivers are already shaken, and the floor is full of bones, he still has to stand upright.

Beneath his skin and flesh, which had been cut with axe and axe, was his body full of clank and iron bones, used to support the precarious Shaojing.

So he went from the little Hou Ye praised by everyone to an anti-thief plotting to usurp the throne.

He stood in front of his old deceased with a long sword in his hand, like a demon with no feelings. Seeing Cheng Xiao refused to come out to fight, he coldly ordered Huo Fen Chaoge.

Chi Jingxi had planned the ending for himself from the beginning, so when Cheng Xiao’s sword pierced his heart, he couldn’t help but curl his lips and smile.

When she lifted her eyes, she saw that Cheng Xiao’s eyes were red, and tears were teetering in her eyes.

Cheng Xiao gritted his teeth and asked, “Why must this be the case?”

Chi Jingxi asked, “Shaojing’s Anping is prosperous, can you keep it safe?”

Cheng Xiao said, “As long as I live a day, I will protect Shaojing to the death.”

Chi Jingxi said, “You swear.”

“I, Cheng Xiao, swear here.”

After hearing this sentence, Chi Jingxi only felt that his body had reached its limit, and he knelt down as soon as he bent his knees, “So…very good.”

Cheng Xiao finally shed tears, “You don’t have to be like this.”

Chi Jingxi said, “Kill me, you are the hero of Shaojing, put away the pity you shouldn’t have, and run the country diligently, just restore Shaojing to the past.”

Cheng Xiao said, “Do you want to die for this?”

Chi Jingxi’s eyes have always been beautiful, with a deep ink color. At this moment, they have become a little loose. He raised his eyes and looked around, and finally stopped his gaze in the sky, and slowly said, “The world has no warmth. In such days, I can’t hold it anymore.”

I vaguely remember that every afternoon in Songhai Academy, the sky was so blue and clear. Mu Yang would always stand at the entrance of the Hou Mansion and shout, “Brother Xi, Brother Xi!”

Cheng Xin would always stand by the carriage and watch with a smile.

Chi Jingxi remembered that he was also spoiled and raised up, but he didn’t expect to be able to bear such a burden.

He owes too many people, and apart from apologizing with death, he can’t think of a better way.

Chi Jingxi is willing to be one of the ten thousand bones, and let Cheng Xiao step on these bones to the throne, as long as he can manage to defend the hard-won country and the hard-won. The tranquility.

The moment he closed his eyes, Chi Jingxi thought, whether there are any gods in this world.

When people encounter difficulties, they always place their hopes on the gods in the sky, hoping that the gods can solve their own sufferings.

Chi Jingxi had never prayed to a **** in his life, but at the last breath in this world, he suddenly became religious.

If there is a fairy in the sky, can you send a fairy down to save his broken life?

Because such a life is really too bitter.

The author has something to say: 　　 [Chi Jingxi’s Little Diary]:

The twenty-fourth year of Ruixing, the 30th of the twelfth lunar month:

My daughter-in-law is indeed a god.