Chapter 206
Han Zhefeng's thoughts just now were really ulterior, and he didn't dare to look at him for a while, so he had to look out of the window and repeat what the driver said to him.
"Hmm..." Lin Siyan nodded, and then smiled suddenly after a while, "Do you think this is a bit like elopement?"
"..." Han Zhefeng lowered his head and looked at him speechlessly, with embarrassment that something in his heart was unintentionally exposed, but the joy that seemed to have a tacit understanding was lingering.
The night is too quiet, the three realms and six realms seem to disappear for a moment, and only those who are close at hand are left in my eyes and hearts.And those eyes that reflected his own reflection were so bright.It was too bright even in the moonlight.
He was thinking about it like this, his heart was empty, and he didn't know why he was still a little nervous.
When he came back to his senses, it was sunset again, he put down the scroll in his hand and stood up, picked a path out of the city, and sat quietly in the other courtyard.
Han Zhefeng took out a stack of yellow paper from his arms, slowly folded them into ingots one by one, gathered some dead branches, lit a small fire, and patiently threw them in and burned them one by one.
After all this was done, it was already dark.After being poisoned by the dim oil lamp for a long time, his eyesight was no longer what it was when he was young, and he could only vaguely see the dark red embers on the ground.
These are all burnt to myself, if my blood is coagulated, I don't know if it will be the same color.
A gust of wind swept past, and it disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.He raised his head unconsciously and saw nothing.
Tonight, somehow, the moon was completely covered by thick black clouds, and the sky was lifelessly black.
A metaphor that is not brilliant but mean and vicious.He came out in a hurry and didn't bother to put on extra clothes.
The night wind in early autumn has already brought a chill, and it will be even colder when the fire is extinguished.Han Zhefeng stood there for a while, then turned and went back into the house.
There was no dream all night, and when he woke up, there was only a little light in the sky.
The countless silent partings in the past also happened at this time, tacitly.He tidied up hastily, and went into the city by the same trail.
Without disturbing anyone, he returned home and sat in the study, studying ink and laying out paper to write, flowing clouds and flowing water as if nothing had happened.
Silent, secretly lovesick.
In the future, time will flow, and before you know it, you will reach the age of Xue Mantou.But these beautiful scenery, he can no longer share with that person.
Lin Siyan told him that she was not a good person.It may not be possible to become a good emperor, she told him not to place too much hope on her, because he might be disappointed.
But Han Zhefeng was neither disappointed nor regretful.These years have passed so quickly, nothing more than calm and peaceful country and peaceful people, beautiful rivers and mountains, and a peaceful and prosperous age.What a "peace for all ages".
Thinking in his heart, he couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was in, but there was always a calm smile on his face.
The children around him were flipping through this collection of gossip, and they would often naively ask him about the authenticity of the deeds of the protagonists in those unofficial histories. He answered casually, but the other party was not affected by his perfunctory interest.
The sunshine in the winter afternoon was just right, and when he was about to fall asleep, he heard another question. The first two words caught his ears, and he couldn't hear the words that followed.
Lin Siyan.Lin Siyan...
Han Zhefeng opened his eyes, stroked the warm palm on the top of the child's head, and smiled with a little guilt in his voice, which couldn't have been more sincere.
"I am not familiar with Her Majesty the Empress Lin Siyan."
Lovesickness in this life... I dare not forget it.
After sending the children away, he returned alone and placed the wordless book with the registered map in the secret room.
After a while, he drew out the dagger, raised the knife and stabbed it straight into his abdomen.
The blood gathered into a stream along the edge of the blade, dripping to the ground.
This knife is to repay your kindness and my unfinished love.
There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and he pulled out the dagger with his backhand and threw it on the ground, with no one around him to support him.Han Zhefeng's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and he staggered every three steps, but he still clenched his teeth and walked forward unswervingly.
"Since you are stepping on the throne of the Han family, you should sit firmly on it. I believe you, Siyan, you will be a good emperor."
These were Han Zhefeng's last words to Lin Siyan, but she failed to hear them.
There is family hatred and national hatred between them. From the moment they met, it was doomed to be separated.
They have responsibilities they can't let go of, and they can't enjoy spring flowers, autumn moon, summer, winter and snow heartlessly, so they can only go east and west with complicated emotions.
It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to stay together.This is their preordained and inevitable end.
In the 32nd year of Tianji, Han Guijun passed away at the age of 25 and was buried in the imperial mausoleum.Han Zhefeng worked diligently throughout his life, helping the empress put down the rebellion, rectified corrupt officials, and created a peaceful and prosperous world where the country was prosperous and the people were safe.
But the strange thing is that the man can't check the origin. It is recorded in history that he died in the witchcraft rebellion in the 32nd year of Tianji.
Postscript to Han Zhefeng:
The theater in the west of the city has recently staged a new play, which is about a secret story of Tianji's royal family.
The protagonists of this new play are Lin Siyan, the empress of Tianji, and Han Zhefeng, the orphan of the Han family who was once trapped in literary prison in the early years.
Because it tells the unknown secrets of the royal family, and it is the story of Sheng Deming's King Lin Siyan praised by everyone, it has attracted many curious and admiring people to watch.
All of a sudden, tickets for theatres have soared, and it is often hard to get a ticket even if you queue up overnight.
On this day, when Lin Siyan was dying of illness, Han Zhefeng single-handedly broke into the empress' bedroom at night, died generously in order to save the empress' life, and walked away.
It was the climax of the drama, and a sudden laugh in the corner broke the serious atmosphere at the moment.
Everyone looked towards the source of the laughter with dissatisfaction, only to see a tall, thin figure standing in the corner, covered by a cloak, unable to see clearly.But it is not difficult to judge from the voice and back, this is a handsome middle-aged man.
Seeing that the audience was looking at him with dissatisfaction, the man had no choice but to pat his head and bow his head to apologize to everyone around him one by one, but he didn't seem to have much guilt.
He had already drained his blood for more than ten years, so how could he still be resurrected from the mausoleum?Now with a withered body, I have no face to see her again.
With such a fuss, I missed the most exciting plot on stage.When everyone came back to their senses, the Han family's Han Zhefeng visited the imperial tomb at night and came out of his own tomb wearing the clothes of the tomb guard.
Many people who missed it were about to roll up their sleeves to settle accounts with the culprit, but when they took a closer look, there was no man in the corner, only the golden ingot placed on the seat, blinding everyone's eyes.
At this time, the actors in the theater were thinking about Han Zhefeng's last line of dialogue: "The world is so big, my home is where you are."
(End of this chapter)
Han Zhefeng's thoughts just now were really ulterior, and he didn't dare to look at him for a while, so he had to look out of the window and repeat what the driver said to him.
"Hmm..." Lin Siyan nodded, and then smiled suddenly after a while, "Do you think this is a bit like elopement?"
"..." Han Zhefeng lowered his head and looked at him speechlessly, with embarrassment that something in his heart was unintentionally exposed, but the joy that seemed to have a tacit understanding was lingering.
The night is too quiet, the three realms and six realms seem to disappear for a moment, and only those who are close at hand are left in my eyes and hearts.And those eyes that reflected his own reflection were so bright.It was too bright even in the moonlight.
He was thinking about it like this, his heart was empty, and he didn't know why he was still a little nervous.
When he came back to his senses, it was sunset again, he put down the scroll in his hand and stood up, picked a path out of the city, and sat quietly in the other courtyard.
Han Zhefeng took out a stack of yellow paper from his arms, slowly folded them into ingots one by one, gathered some dead branches, lit a small fire, and patiently threw them in and burned them one by one.
After all this was done, it was already dark.After being poisoned by the dim oil lamp for a long time, his eyesight was no longer what it was when he was young, and he could only vaguely see the dark red embers on the ground.
These are all burnt to myself, if my blood is coagulated, I don't know if it will be the same color.
A gust of wind swept past, and it disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.He raised his head unconsciously and saw nothing.
Tonight, somehow, the moon was completely covered by thick black clouds, and the sky was lifelessly black.
A metaphor that is not brilliant but mean and vicious.He came out in a hurry and didn't bother to put on extra clothes.
The night wind in early autumn has already brought a chill, and it will be even colder when the fire is extinguished.Han Zhefeng stood there for a while, then turned and went back into the house.
There was no dream all night, and when he woke up, there was only a little light in the sky.
The countless silent partings in the past also happened at this time, tacitly.He tidied up hastily, and went into the city by the same trail.
Without disturbing anyone, he returned home and sat in the study, studying ink and laying out paper to write, flowing clouds and flowing water as if nothing had happened.
Silent, secretly lovesick.
In the future, time will flow, and before you know it, you will reach the age of Xue Mantou.But these beautiful scenery, he can no longer share with that person.
Lin Siyan told him that she was not a good person.It may not be possible to become a good emperor, she told him not to place too much hope on her, because he might be disappointed.
But Han Zhefeng was neither disappointed nor regretful.These years have passed so quickly, nothing more than calm and peaceful country and peaceful people, beautiful rivers and mountains, and a peaceful and prosperous age.What a "peace for all ages".
Thinking in his heart, he couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was in, but there was always a calm smile on his face.
The children around him were flipping through this collection of gossip, and they would often naively ask him about the authenticity of the deeds of the protagonists in those unofficial histories. He answered casually, but the other party was not affected by his perfunctory interest.
The sunshine in the winter afternoon was just right, and when he was about to fall asleep, he heard another question. The first two words caught his ears, and he couldn't hear the words that followed.
Lin Siyan.Lin Siyan...
Han Zhefeng opened his eyes, stroked the warm palm on the top of the child's head, and smiled with a little guilt in his voice, which couldn't have been more sincere.
"I am not familiar with Her Majesty the Empress Lin Siyan."
Lovesickness in this life... I dare not forget it.
After sending the children away, he returned alone and placed the wordless book with the registered map in the secret room.
After a while, he drew out the dagger, raised the knife and stabbed it straight into his abdomen.
The blood gathered into a stream along the edge of the blade, dripping to the ground.
This knife is to repay your kindness and my unfinished love.
There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and he pulled out the dagger with his backhand and threw it on the ground, with no one around him to support him.Han Zhefeng's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and he staggered every three steps, but he still clenched his teeth and walked forward unswervingly.
"Since you are stepping on the throne of the Han family, you should sit firmly on it. I believe you, Siyan, you will be a good emperor."
These were Han Zhefeng's last words to Lin Siyan, but she failed to hear them.
There is family hatred and national hatred between them. From the moment they met, it was doomed to be separated.
They have responsibilities they can't let go of, and they can't enjoy spring flowers, autumn moon, summer, winter and snow heartlessly, so they can only go east and west with complicated emotions.
It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to stay together.This is their preordained and inevitable end.
In the 32nd year of Tianji, Han Guijun passed away at the age of 25 and was buried in the imperial mausoleum.Han Zhefeng worked diligently throughout his life, helping the empress put down the rebellion, rectified corrupt officials, and created a peaceful and prosperous world where the country was prosperous and the people were safe.
But the strange thing is that the man can't check the origin. It is recorded in history that he died in the witchcraft rebellion in the 32nd year of Tianji.
Postscript to Han Zhefeng:
The theater in the west of the city has recently staged a new play, which is about a secret story of Tianji's royal family.
The protagonists of this new play are Lin Siyan, the empress of Tianji, and Han Zhefeng, the orphan of the Han family who was once trapped in literary prison in the early years.
Because it tells the unknown secrets of the royal family, and it is the story of Sheng Deming's King Lin Siyan praised by everyone, it has attracted many curious and admiring people to watch.
All of a sudden, tickets for theatres have soared, and it is often hard to get a ticket even if you queue up overnight.
On this day, when Lin Siyan was dying of illness, Han Zhefeng single-handedly broke into the empress' bedroom at night, died generously in order to save the empress' life, and walked away.
It was the climax of the drama, and a sudden laugh in the corner broke the serious atmosphere at the moment.
Everyone looked towards the source of the laughter with dissatisfaction, only to see a tall, thin figure standing in the corner, covered by a cloak, unable to see clearly.But it is not difficult to judge from the voice and back, this is a handsome middle-aged man.
Seeing that the audience was looking at him with dissatisfaction, the man had no choice but to pat his head and bow his head to apologize to everyone around him one by one, but he didn't seem to have much guilt.
He had already drained his blood for more than ten years, so how could he still be resurrected from the mausoleum?Now with a withered body, I have no face to see her again.
With such a fuss, I missed the most exciting plot on stage.When everyone came back to their senses, the Han family's Han Zhefeng visited the imperial tomb at night and came out of his own tomb wearing the clothes of the tomb guard.
Many people who missed it were about to roll up their sleeves to settle accounts with the culprit, but when they took a closer look, there was no man in the corner, only the golden ingot placed on the seat, blinding everyone's eyes.
At this time, the actors in the theater were thinking about Han Zhefeng's last line of dialogue: "The world is so big, my home is where you are."
(End of this chapter)
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