General, there is a demon [Rebirth]

Yong'an City, Dali Temple Prison.

The dungeons under it are mostly places where important prisoners are held. They are dark and humid and do not see sunlight all year round. The candles on both sides of the cells are faint like ghosts.

Hearing this, Xiang Nie looked hard as if he wanted to prove what he had guessed, but only the hood covered the face of the person who came. The flickering candlelight outlined the outline of the man's jaw. .

Suddenly, the person came chuckled, but the clear youthful voice seemed particularly terrifying at this moment.

"I came to bother Prime Minister Nie today not to extract a confession, but to have a problem that I can't figure out."

Huo Changying said as he took off his hood, looked at the stunned and terrified person in the fence and smiled, but his voice became colder and biting, "Why did the Huo family in Qinghe Alley block your way 11 years ago?" so that all thirteen members of the family were killed?!"

Hearing this, Nie Xiang didn't answer. He looked at Huo Changying in horror and said anxiously: "The fire burned for a whole day and night back then, the Huo family...how could there be anyone alive in the Huo family?"

He hesitated and staggered a few steps closer, staring hard at Huo Changying with bloodshot eyes, suddenly realized: "You, you are the youngest son of the Huo family?!"

He frowned and stared down at the chains that bound him, kept shaking his head and muttering: "No wonder, no wonder..." But he didn't answer Huo Changying at all.

The Nie Ran in front of him had long since lost the dignified dignity of a powerful minister, and his unkempt face looked slumped, as if he had aged decades.

Facing this person who may have slaughtered the entire Huo family, Huo Changying still didn't show his anger, he smiled and said, "If Xiang Nie doesn't want to say it, that's fine, but I have something to bother Xiang Nie." Take a look, does it look familiar?"

As he spoke, he took two steps forward, and when he flipped his wrist, something the size of a slap appeared on his palm. He said, "Eleven years is too long. Mr. Nie is busy with his work, and he may have forgotten it long ago, but the owner of this thing has been with Mr. Nie for several years." Zai, his soul returned to his life last year, and Xiang Nie must still remember a thing or two."

The dazed Nie Ran raised his eyelids when he heard this, but his eyes suddenly widened when he saw it. He rushed to snatch the things from Huo Changying's hands, but was blocked by the prison cell fence.

"Why are you here?! Why is he here with you?!"

He stretched out his hand vigorously, but still couldn't reach it. He slammed on the fence angrily and shouted: "Give him back to me! Give him back to me!" The violent movements dragged the iron chain and rattled in the claustrophobic space. This is especially evident in the wandering dungeons.

Huo Changying took a step back the moment he pounced on him, but his hands were still spread like this. Looking at the hysterical man in front of him, he didn't know whether to laugh at him as hateful or pitiful.

"The puppet show, the puppet people, the 24 human faces in the house in the south of the city, and those puppet puppets, Xiang Nie... are really good means."

After an unknown amount of time, the people in the fence finally calmed down. He stared at the things in Huo Changying's hand obsessively, and slowly slid down to his knees. I thought I could leave without worries, but I didn't expect that what I longed for the most in the end was the person I looked down on the most.

He had no strength, so he could only cry in a low voice: "It's mine, give it back to me." Over half a century old, Quha was as helpless as a naive child.

Chongrenfang, spring feast.

The stars were few and far between that night, and the lonely moon rose high.

He knew that the assassination was arranged by those who opposed his political views in the court, but he still went to the banquet. He wanted to use his tricks to punish them with one stroke, but he didn't expect that the young actor who had glanced twice would block him from what he was going to do. Even if it is a well-planned sword.

Looking at the young man's clear and affectionate eyes, he panicked. He has killed so many people, but he has never felt the helplessness of losing life in his arms so clearly.

No, he wants to keep this man!

He didn't know why he was reluctant to part with an actor with a low status, obviously as long as he wanted to, he could buy the oiran of Quan Da Yin tomorrow, how could he be so reluctant to part with an unknown pawn in a small theater troupe.

He has held the power in his hand for a long time, even if he doesn't know it for a while, he has decided to keep him!

Pulling out the young man's soul and imprisoning it in the puppet, he thought that since he was reluctant, let him become his own puppet for him to drive. Sure enough, he was the best sharp knife among the many puppet figures.

Until that day, the bell broke, the candle went out, and the boy in the puppet never came back.

He didn't know how his heart felt, just like he didn't know why he left that actor at the beginning, but this time, the place where his heart was placed seemed to be empty, he didn't care about government affairs, and locked himself at home over and over again all day long Rubbing the mask the boy once wore, he kept muttering the boy's favorite verse.

"There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king, but the king does not know."

The man's dry voice sounded in the empty dungeon, as if filled with endless sadness.

After a long while, Nie Ran said in a low voice: "He also asked me 'why', why did he kill so many people, why did he greedy for so much money, is it okay to stop?" Li was clearly self-deprecating and bitter: "He doesn't know, I can't hold back, I can't hold back!"

Roaring, Nie Xiang covered his face in pain, and his voice seemed to be venting, "I am originally a concubine of the Nie family, and my mother is cowardly. I watched her being killed but was powerless. Like a drowning man seeing driftwood!"

"Poison my own brother to death, become the head of the Nie family, send my younger sister into the palace, and cultivate party members in the name of the third prince. Everyone in the court will be proud of me as a disciple of the Nie family!"

Huo Changying felt even more disgusted, "Since one person is under one person and above ten thousand people, why can't you hold back?"

"There are countless innocent souls at every step!" Nie Ran raised his head suddenly, looked at him and shouted anxiously: "I don't know if I go on like this, I will fall into hell, but I can't hold back..."

He wanted to make up for it, so he used poison to control the "obedient" people, and for those who were "disobedient", he called out the capital to kill and peel off their faces, and let puppets replace them.

But it affects the whole body with one hair, corruption and perversion of the law are so simple to write, but behind it are countless interests and rights entanglement, ranging from merchants in the city to important officials in the court, and even before he knew it, he established it himself. The small imperial court was actually involved with foreign Turks, and the intertwined problems were beyond his control at the beginning.

"I can't hold back, I can't hold back..."

He stared blankly at the dry grass on the ground and muttered, "He hates me for not being able to stop."

Seeing Nie Xiang's current appearance, Huo Changying knew that he couldn't ask anything, and heard the guard at the door urging him again and again, and said, "The owner of this thing asked me to tell you."

As he said that, Huo Changying looked at Nie Ran behind the fence, the powerful minister who used to be powerful for a while, his temples were still white, and his eyes had lost the brilliance of the past, and he sighed in his heart: "He asked me to tell you, in this life and the next, he doesn't want to I'll meet you again," said while putting the palm-sized thing into Nie Xiang's hand.

Nie Ran held it carefully but his hands couldn't help shaking. The person who had been calm and calm all his life could no longer hold back his tears.

"He hates me, he hates me!"

Thinking of the sadness when the puppet was entrusted in the dream, Huo Changying had mixed feelings in his heart, and after a while he slowly said: "It's hatred, I wish I would never see you again in eternity, but I still hope that you can live in peace and with a clear conscience, obviously dead , but still want to return my heart to you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Nie Ran's reaction, he walked straight out.

The candles were extinguished one by one behind him, and the faint light finally shone on Nie Xiang's rough and dirty hands. The fist-sized wood was carved with the scene of their first encounter, lifelike.

That is the heart of a teenager.

Its owner, Zeng Jin, also had bright eyes, lying on his lap, gently persuading him not to make any more mistakes.

Nie Ran held it tighter and tighter, pressed it to his heart, his mind was tumbling, and suddenly said: "Wait!"

Just as he stepped onto the stone steps, Huo Changying stopped when he heard the sound.

The candles on both sides of the dungeon were automatic without wind, and the shadows of the candles shook on the damp wall.

Nie Ran, the former prime minister who was imprisoned in Dali Temple, made a full confession after the third interrogation. Combined with the previous evidence, several old cases were involved. Time Great Yin Chaotang has almost undergone a major reshuffle.

The officials in Yong'an City of Great Yin were almost all in danger, and with the departure of Chun Ri, Yong'an City began to decorate again, but under the oppressive atmosphere, there was a sense of doomsday carnival.

Because, Longevity Day is coming.

Although His Majesty is sick, the Crown Prince and Queen also intend to celebrate this birthday in order to wash away the sickness with happiness.

— Clang!

"Evil! Your Majesty's Longevity Festival, you have to go if you don't want to!"

Gyeonggi guard, Lu Mansion.Just as Lu Jingyuan broke the teacup, seeing his son's unmotivated appearance, his anger rose again, and he grabbed the incense burner on the table and threw it straight at the person.

"Master!"

Seeing this, Zhu Yan hurriedly stood in front of Lu Tingyan and was hit by the incense burner. The unburned incense instantly burned a hole in the thin spring shirt. He gritted his teeth in pain, but stood firmly in front of Lu Tingyan.

"Zhuyan! How are you, Zhuyan?!"

Lu Tingyan, who was hangover and dizzy, instantly cleared his mind. He held Zhuyan's shoulders and looked carefully. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lu Jingyuan who was even more angry. him?"

Lu Jingyuan didn't know the medicine his son bought in the gourd, seeing how protective he was of the people bought from the Nanfeng Hall, and often heard that he ate and lived with this person day and night, he became even more angry and frowned and stared at Lu Tingyan Gritting her teeth, she cursed: "You bitch who is not as good as a low-ranking bitch!"

Lu Tingyan laughed, and yanked away Zhuyan who kept shaking his head to signal him not to say anything, fixed his eyes on his father, and said every word: "His bamboo face, the singer of Nanfeng Pavilion," said he restrained himself With a smile, he suddenly raised his voice, and dropped the jug in his hand to the ground: "It was Zhou Zian, the only son of Dali Temple Minister Zhou Lian who lived across the street from our house back then!"

Whoa!

The shattering sound of the celadon flagon along with his son's harsh questioning shocked Lu Jingyuan's mind. He was stunned, and after a while, he heard his son's voice that was either crying or laughing.

"When I was a child in school, I used to pester him and call him 'Brother An'..." Lu Tingyan chuckled, and there seemed to be sarcasm, sadness, anger, and pity when he looked at Zhuyan, "Father, I still remember Is that clean and honest official, Dali Temple Minister Uncle Zhou who has solved countless cases a close friend of our family?!"

When he was in grief and anger, Lu Tingyan's eyes were red, and his voice was choked with anger: "Just because, just because he said a word on behalf of Huo Yushi, you regarded him as a different kind, framed him in every possible way, and ransacked his family!"

"Father, haven't you forgotten all of them?"

He pulled Zhu Yan, whose eyes were red from crying, to the front of him. He spoke slowly, looked at his pale father and said, "Brother An, when he was full moon, father, you still hugged him, these...you probably forgot It's all clean!"

It was silent for a long time, only Zhuyan's subdued cry was in the air.

Lu Tingyan took a deep breath, and said lightly: "Father, now everyone in the court knows that I like Longyang, and you have given up on sending me into an official career, the ups and downs of the official career..." He snorted: "I just feel disgusted !” With that said, he pulled Zhuyan's wrist and walked out.

"Niezi!" Lu Jingyuan was in a hurry, but he could only say "Niezi" from the root of his teeth.

"By the way," Lu Tingyan who came to the door suddenly stopped, without turning his head, he said: "You didn't say a word for Uncle Zhou back then, don't even think about taking Brother An away from me now!"

"This is what our family owes him."

After saying that, Lu Tingyan pulled Zhuyan up and strode away.

Except for the gate of Lu's house, Zhuyan was already crying. Lu Tingyan was so distressed that he got into the carriage parked in front of the door, and pressed her into his arms, comforting him softly. Holding Zhuyan's hand, he called "Brother An".

Zhu Yan smiled, but couldn't stop her tears, "You, don't call me like that again, that, that can't go back, I don't deserve it, so don't pity me."

When his father was in distress, he was fined and confiscated into the Jiaofang Division, and then he was bought by the owner of Nanfeng Hall because of his good looks. Fortunately, the owner of the hall has been waiting for a price and never let him serve the guests. Until Lu Tingyan appeared to redeem him.

Lu Tingyan interrupted him distressedly: "I don't feel sorry for you," he held up Zhu Xin's face and said, "I really like you, like you, love you!"

"From the first time I saw you in the Nanfeng Pavilion, no, it was the hours in the school. My husband punished me to copy books. When you supervised me, I liked you, but I thought... I thought I would never find you again. .”

Speaking of Lu Tingyan's tears flowed down involuntarily, he quickly wiped his face, took Zhuyan's hand and grinned brightly: "But I've caught you now, and I don't want to let go for the rest of my life!"

Zhuyan was so moved that he took Lu Tingyan's hand and they interlocked their fingers tightly, and they never separated again.

This disaster has lasted for decades, many people have done wrong things, some want to make up for it, and some are still obsessed with it...