Watch the sea

Black clouds turn ink, and white rain jumps into beads.

The sky in Huai Ze City was the same as yesterday, with an endless rain.

Shopkeeper Chen lay on the recliner in the silver building, took a sip of rice wine, and half-closed his eyes to look out of the window. Although it was rainy in Jiangnan and Jiangbei in early summer, it seemed to be particularly fierce this year, with heavy rain for several days at a time.

Ye Jiu squatted on the window sill with her head drooping, looking at the continuous rain outside, feeling desperate.Counting the days, the letter should have arrived in the imperial capital long ago. He imagined Chu Heng's expression after seeing the letter, and sighed again.

Shopkeeper Chen saw his hopeless appearance, smacked his lips, and said, "Why are you afraid of doing everything, isn't it just writing a letter in the tone of the pavilion master, as long as the matter is passed on, it will be fine. These details , even if Dongjun finds out, he won’t bother with you, he’s not that carefree.”

Not at ease?

Ye Jiu glanced back quietly, thinking that if you had heard of his idleness when he was wearing mountain flowers in Lishan Mountain, you would not have said that.

Shopkeeper Chen obviously didn't read the resentment in Ye Jiu's eyes, and laughed at him again.

Ye Jiu was not angry, and was about to refute, when a guest who was completely covered in black robes walked in from outside the door.

Shopkeeper Chen's heart trembled, and he exchanged a glance with Ye Jiu, who immediately jumped off the window sill, all the hairs on his body stood up, and looked at the person coming vigilantly.Shopkeeper Chen exhaled calmly, rubbed his hands and walked forward with a smile, asking, "What do you want, sir?"

The person who came did not answer. His gaze scanned the silver building for a week, swept over Ye Jiu who was leaning against the window, and finally fell slowly back to shopkeeper Chen. She took off the hood on her head, and her voice was soft, but what she said made shopkeeper Chen Shivering, the smile froze on his face——

"My name is Yan Zhefei." She said with a half-smile.

……

"Brother Three Emperors." Princess Qinghe stood up from the futon, her face was still pale from serious injuries, she took two breaths before turning around to look at King Jing.

In the grand hall, apart from the Buddha statue with benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, there are only long-lasting candles burning quietly. There is not a single monk left in the hall.

King Jing looked at Qinghe coldly, but did not respond.

"Brother Three Emperors", Qing He didn't mind, and called again, "I am standing here, am I not satisfied with you?"

Of course not.

King Jing remained expressionless.One inadvertent move and the whole game was lost. His only inadvertence in this game was thinking that Qinghe had already died under the hands of the two hidden guards he sent.

Princess Qinghe can live or die, but she cannot escape from his hands.

He went to Nanshan just to spread the news of the queen mother's accident, and set the fire on the emperor's head.

Everything was going according to his plan. Qinghe came to Nanshan in private, but unfortunately encountered "robbers" on the way, and couldn't reach the Nanshan Buddhist Temple at all.After the death of the queen mother is known to the world, he can logically push the death of the princess on the emperor's head, adding fuel to the fire——

Why did the princess come to Nanshan privately?Because there is no impenetrable wall in the world, the queen mother was assassinated by the emperor, but the princess dared not speak out when she heard the news, but after all, as a child, filial piety is the most important thing, so she had to come to Nanshan quietly to see if the mother-in-law really died at the hands of her brother , which is also human nature.

But the princess was destined not to go to Nanshan, and the emperor assassinated his mother-in-law. At such a critical juncture, all disturbances in the imperial capital and Nanshan would be closely monitored. Of course, the princess could not escape the emperor's sight if she went to Nanshan privately.Now that the matter has been leaked, the best thing to do is to keep the princess forever silent.

Killing his aunt first, killing his siblings later, being unfilial, unkind, unrighteous, how can Ling Ye and He De be the lord of the world?How did such a vicious person rule Kyushu?

It’s a perfect strategy, but it happens——

It just happened to be an inadvertent move.

The narrow escape of Qing and Princess Chang gave Emperor a reasonable reason for everything.

Nanshan blocked the inner temple because the eldest princess came here to worship the Buddha; something happened to the nobles in the monastery, the eldest princess was assassinated and was injured by gangsters;

Who would have thought that a princess who was originally insignificant and weak would become the biggest turning point and variable in this round.

He saw Qinghe walking towards him in the light of the candle, and stopped three steps away from him. Qinghe wrote in a low voice, "Brother Sanhuang, Empress Dowager Zhong is dead."

Ling Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, even though he had already learned about it from Yan Zhefei before coming, but at this moment when he heard Qinghe's personal confirmation, his heart was still suffocated.

Qinghe smiled, looked into his eyes, and continued: "Not many people know, except you and I also have the imperial capital. You must have come to Nanshan for this. You know all the truth, but do you dare to say it? ?”

Ling Yi's heart sank.

He dared not and could not.

Because of Princess Qing and the eldest princess who had narrowly escaped from his hands, not only did he lose the confidence to spread the death of the queen mother, but he even personally handed over an unspeakable handle to Ling Ye.

A distinguished guest came to the imperial capital, and Nanshan sealed off the inner temple, and outside men were not allowed to enter.All the pilgrims who came to Nanshan for pilgrimage, as long as they have a little knowledge, can guess that the one who came to the imperial capital is either the Queen Mother or Princess Qinghe.

Now that Princess Qing and Princess Chang are standing here, it doesn't matter who the person worshiping Buddha actually is.

Even if Ling Yi knew the truth, so what, after all, it was difficult to speak.He could know that the honored guest of the imperial capital could not be Qinghe, because before the princess arrived at Nanshan, he had already sent someone to almost kill his own sister on the road, so it was absolutely impossible for Qinghe Chang to be the one who had been safe and sound in Nanshan for a few days before. Princess.

But can he say this to the world?Just as the emperor cannot be charged with murdering his aunt, it is impossible for King Jing to admit that he killed his own sister. It is never better to kill a brother than to kill his aunt.

In this round, Ling Yi might not have lost, but he still didn't win.

He could pin the crime of murdering his aunt on Ling Ye, but Ling Ye also had a clue in his hands to murder his siblings, neither of them could make trouble from this, and both of them had to take a step back.

He clenched his fists calmly, and sure enough, he made a careless move.

Qinghe stared at King Jing, whose face was as deep as water, and suddenly laughed at himself, "Brother Sanhuang, maybe you don't believe it, even though you and His Majesty have different positions, in my heart, you have always been my elder brother, until I saw Jiang Jincheng The hidden guard. I never thought that you would let me die."

The scene she acted in front of the hidden guard that day was half-truth and half-fiction. She really had a moment of despair.

Ling Yi remained silent.

Qinghe turned his head, with a little wetness in his eyes: "I lost my mother when I was 12 years old, and the people in the palace deliberately made things difficult for me. You once said something to help me, maybe you don't remember, but you were the queen's son. You can say a word casually, which is more useful than anyone else."

"I got married at the age of 16, and the queen mother pointed out such a marriage to me. You once dissuaded me. Things cannot be changed after all. You can't disobey the queen mother's wishes, but you still quietly added a dowry for me."

Qinghe was a little choked up, with tears in his eyes: "You once said that my marriage was inappropriate, but then I was 20 years old, and the concubine's room was given by you. Now I am 24 years old, I can't believe it, brother and sister This is the end of the fight, and you will kill me."

Ling Yi looked away, looking at the candles in front of the Buddha behind Qinghe.

Qing He looked up at Diaoliang Huadong, feeling sad: "I used to be close to you, and the prince and brother, but we were close, but now it's a life-and-death relationship between you and me?"

Because of the death of King Qi.Ling Yi didn't answer Qing He aloud. He was different from Qing He, the princess. He was the son of the empress, so he would definitely be the thorn in the side of today.The death of his mother and brother made him grow up overnight, and he understood the cruelty of power struggle, and he also thoroughly understood the coldness of royal family affection.

Qinghe turned his head and looked at King Jing with complicated eyes, "I have to admit that among us brothers and sisters, in terms of thinness and cruelty, in terms of abandoning ordinary people, and in terms of emperor's disposition, you are the most like your father, and your majesty is not as good as you." .”

Qinghe raised her feet and walked out of the hall. When she passed by King Jing, she said in a very low voice: "Since I didn't die, then this trip to Nanshan is useless. You can wait, but you still wait." Can it afford three years?"

King Jing frowned.

Qinghe chuckled, raised her head and walked forward, and was about to step out of the hall, when she suddenly stopped and looked back at Ling Yi's figure, "Brother and sister, this is the last time I will call you, Brother Sanhuang."

Ling Yi turned around and looked at the beautiful back who was drifting away outside the hall. There was a small place in his heart, which was instantly emptied.

But the end is not worth mentioning.

Three years, of course he couldn't afford to wait for three years.

Ling Yi knew that Qinghe was reminding himself that he could not win the queen mother's game no matter what.

Not only because of the cover-up by Qing and Princess Chang, but more importantly, there is no coffin for the queen mother, so he has no way to question the emperor.

It is enough for the imperial capital to "have" the Empress Dowager Zhong who has lived in the deep palace for a long time and devoted herself to worshiping Buddha.

The Empress Dowager's natal Yanxi Zhong family had already been expelled from the imperial capital because of being implicated in King Qi's rebellion five years ago, so it was impossible to enter the palace to seek an audience.There are no concubines in the harem, only Qinghe will go to the Empress Dowager's Palace to pay her respects, so naturally no one will know, there is no one in Cikang Palace.

As for himself, with the elder brother the emperor around, it was not his turn for his aunt to support him.He wanted to go to Cikang Palace, but Dayin's national law came first, not to mention the imperial capital, he couldn't even enter the territory of Zhongzhou without decree or decree.This year is the new year, and it has not been long since the head of the Sifang family came to Beijing to report on his duties in March. When he enters the palace, it will be the next new year, and it will take another three years. Of course, he can't afford to wait.

Jiang Jincheng's hidden guard appeared from hiding and knelt in front of him. King Jing's eyes flashed fiercely, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Go and tell Rui Hesi, I will give our Changzhou State Shepherd one last chance, Lian Songcheng If he doesn't die, he will die."

The light of the sun was reflected in the shallow puddle outside the main hall, King Jing squinted his eyes, and continued: "Send someone to send the things prepared by the princess to Dingkang. There has been heavy rain in Jiangnan and Jiangbei recently, so Zhou Min can take advantage of it."

Nanshan has turned sunny, and a new rainstorm is still brewing in the deepest part of the clouds. At this time, Huai Ze City is still raining heavily.

In the back flower hall of Lishan Silver Building, the two confronted each other for a long time.They haven't seen each other for many years. They used to have a sincere friendship with Jinlan, but when they meet again, their mouths are full of tension.

Yan Zhefei squeezed her little finger and broke the silence first: "I thought I would see Chu Heng, but I didn't expect you to be here."

Mu Xiyun's face darkened suddenly, and she stared into her eyes: "What did you see him do? I haven't settled with you for the good deeds you did in the Lushui Cemetery. Have you forgotten how to tell Xie how he became a woman?" How did you look like that? And how did you die? You still set your mind on her son, Gui Haiyanlan, do you still have the heart?"

Yan Zhefei was not moved at all, "Your son was almost bone-refined by Fang Hongzhen, yet you are still interested in eating and drinking with Fang Xiuran, Mu Xiyun, do you have any heart?"

"Yes, you reminded me." Mu Xiyun raised his chin slightly: "Actually, there is no real deep hatred between me and Jing Ci. It seems that you are the only one who has trouble with her."

When Yan Zhefei heard this name, her eyes moved slightly, but it was only for a moment, and her eyes became cold again. She gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "She owes me, the death of everyone in the Erfei Medicine Sect is a She Fang Jingci owes me."

Mu Xiyun sneered, and asked back, "What about Su Mei, what does she owe you?"

Yan Zhefei remained silent.

Mu Xiyun seemed to be waiting for her to be speechless, the cold light suddenly broke, the long sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and went straight towards Yan Zhefei.

The tip of the sword was only three inches away from her, Yan Zhefei didn't evade the slightest bit, raised two fingers to gently pinch the blade of the sword, the sharpness of the sword disappeared in a blink of an eye, she was a little in disbelief: "Mu Xiyun, are you fighting me? Are you living a long life?"

No matter how hard it was to move forward with the long sword in his hand, Mu Xiyun pulled the corners of his lips calmly, "You can try to kill me."

Yan Zhefei flicked her fingers, and pulled a thousand catties four or two times. Mu Xiyun's mouth was numb, and the long sword was released instantly. Before she could react, the long sword fell into Yan Zhefei's hands in an instant. She pointed at Mu Xiyun's neck: " Do you think I dare not?"

"Just like you killed Ji Wuju."

"You..." Yan Zhefei moved the tip of the sword subconsciously, and looked away: "She committed suicide."

Mu Xiyun sneered: "You know how she died better than anyone else. You are too good at killing people quietly. You said yes, and so did Mingyuan. I never told the juniors about the grievances of our previous generation. There are some things that Chu Heng has never known, otherwise do you think you still have a chance to avenge Er Fei Medicine Sect?"

Yan Zhefei looked at her intently, and the conversation suddenly changed: "Mu Xiyun, you said that it has nothing to do with you, and that you have no hatred with Fang Jingci, but in fact you are more ruthless than me. You haven't seen her for 30 years, right?" ? You didn’t tell Chu Heng and the others because you couldn’t let it go just like me, and you also wanted to destroy the Dingkang Zhou family. You, Ye Jianwei, and you Lishan knew everything I did these years, but you never Never stopped. After all, you are the same as me."

Mu Xiyun's eyes were heavy, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Yan Zhefei raised her lips and smiled sarcasticly: "I came here today because I wanted Fang Xiuran, but since you are here, that's all."

She threw the long sword in her hand to Mu Xiyun's feet, and said meaningfully: "Let me remind you, it's best not to let the imperial capital take it lightly. It's probably not a good thing if it rains too much. Some things will be too late if you are a step late. .”

The rain in Huaize did not stop until the next day. Taking advantage of the finally sunny weather, Lian Songcheng, Governor of Changzhou, embarked on the road back to Jindu.

One day's rapid travel, perhaps because of the rain, the edge of the moon in the night sky is faintly covered with a light red halo, which at first glance looks like blood dripping into the moonlight.

The moonlight was hazy, and the woods on both sides of the official road were blurry, and it was hard to see clearly. The guard pointed to a light hanging high in the distance, "General, we are coming soon..."

The cold light flashed past.

The light of the knife in the dark night is brighter than the moonlight.

The author says:

When King Jing killed the princess, he just didn't want to cause trouble, but to be honest, since the queen mother died, he made the right move to kill the princess, but _(:з」∠)_ started to finish~