Carved beam

【three】

He Lian's disease is the root of the disease planted many years ago. During the years in the palace, she used those precious medicinal materials to hang her life. There is still no improvement.However, in the past few days in Hucheng, he looked even better than when he was hanging on the medicine in the palace.

Seeing that his complexion had improved, the old man urged him to go to the private school he set up to teach those yellow-haired children.After all, he is also from the capital city, and he has visited all the places he should and should not have visited these years. Just talking about some knowledge is enough to make these children yearn for a long time.

It was rare for Hucheng to clear up for half a day today, so He Lian also stayed in the school for an extra moment. At the end of the class, he was surrounded by a group of children, and the skinny ones even grabbed his leg and asked: "Mr. He, is there really ten children in Beijing?" Is a lake city that big?"

The other one also grabbed his other leg: "Mr. Mr.!! Have you ever been to the palace!! Is it really built of gold everywhere like in the painting!!"

"Have you ever been to southern Xinjiang, sir? It is said in the book that monkeys in southern Xinjiang can talk to people. Is it true?"

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He Lian felt a little interesting amidst the hustle and bustle, and knelt down to answer their questions one by one.

He first took down the two children who were clinging to his legs, pinched their faces, and said, "How big is Lake City?"

The child said: "I know this, Mr. Chang said that Hucheng is as big as the foreign mansion of eighteen party members!"

He Lian smiled, looked at the person standing at the door, and said softly, "The capital city is bigger than ten lake cities."

The child was surprised: "The capital is so big!"

He Lian nodded, and then went to answer another child who was tugging at his sleeve: "The imperial palace is not all made of gold, for example, the bricks that the ministers are stepping on are the same blue bricks that we are under." It's just a "green brick" with better quality.

He Lian patiently answered these naive questions to him amidst the chattering noise.

Until a crisp voice said: "Mr. He, the capital is so good, why did you come back?"

He froze for a moment, and soon someone replied in the same crisp tone: "Because Hucheng is the home of the husband, isn't it right for the husband to go back to his own home when he is tired?"

"Sir, am I right?"

The child looked up at him with black and white eyes, his innocent expression was full of trust in He Lian.

He Lian laughed: "Yes, Hucheng is my hometown."

The person standing at the door sneered.

The children surrounding He Lian all swarmed away carrying their own cloth bags.As if seeing something frightening, they all ran very fast.

He Lian squatted for too long, her legs and feet were numb, her eyes were darkened, and she smiled at the man: "Senior Brother Chang, don't come here without any problems."

Chang Yan was one of the disciples he worshiped under the old Mr. Zhang when he was studying in the capital. His personality was not very pleasing, but he was a real son of aristocrats. He was extravagant, promiscuous, idle, and that was the only impression others had of him.It's just that the Chang family was moved to the frontier after the new emperor ascended the throne, and the clan members were not allowed to enter the capital within three generations.At that time, it was the edict issued by him himself, and the decree that Chang Yan personally took over. He never thought that Chang Yan, who should have died in the chaos of relocation, is now the teacher of the teacher.

He Lian didn't know what Chang Yan was thinking about him now, her eyes went black for a while, but a force came from her arm, lifting him up.

Chang Yan said without any emotion: "Lin Yin, if you don't stay in the palace well, if you come to this lake city, aren't you afraid that the dog emperor will pick your skin?"

He Lian just smiled, and after suffering an unspeakable numbness, he managed to move his right hand a little: "Senior Brother Chang, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, no matter how long his hand is, he can't control me..."

Speaking of this, he choked up.He didn't know how to address himself, and after all these years, he didn't know what his identity was by that person's side.

Chang Yan sneered and said, "What? I don't know how to call myself? When I saw you come to my mansion to issue edicts in person, I thought you had entered the palace to be the eunuch of the dog emperor."

He Lian's face turned pale, her lips were pursed tightly, and she didn't say another word.

Seeing this, Chang Yan stopped talking, and after a while, he heard him say: "Speaking of which, I still want to thank you, if you hadn't made the decree yourself, and made some moves in the decree, I would stand in front of you today Yes, it is a lonely ghost."

How can ordinary people handle the imperial decree written by the emperor himself? Even people around him should be on guard, but it happened that He Lian added something to the imperial decree so that his Chang clan could escape completely. .It's just that he still kept his eyes open and deliberately showed some lies to let the emperor know that even the closest people would sometimes betray their own will.

He Lian closed her eyes, her breathing was a little tight, and her mind began to flick through those bad memories again, even her tightly clenched hands trembled a little.He said: "Brothers from the same sect, I, I can't watch him drive you all to death. What's more, the Chang family is full of loyalty, I can't let him chill the hearts of the people in the world."

Chang Yan looked at him and said quietly: "You have a deep affection for that dog emperor. I just don't know if my poor little brother has ever entered your dream?"

It was as if a firework had been set off in He Lian's mind, and she couldn't think about it for a long, long time. There was only one picture in her mind that was as clear as it was happening at this moment.

It was in the Fang Mansion that day, how I watched my junior brother drink the glass of poisoned wine with joy, and how I looked at myself with regret, and how I struggled but couldn't say a word, until the words in my mouth It was full of blood until the Fang Mansion was on fire.

In the burning light of the sky, with a smile on his lips, the new emperor escorted him through the Fangfu, allowing him to see the last side of those who died because of him.The last is the junior brother, the junior brother who died of drinking poisonous wine, until the moment before he died, he still thought that it was the nectar bestowed on him by the new emperor.

The new emperor gently rubbed the little junior brother's heart with his toes, and said softly in his ear: "He Lian, look at your little junior brother, he died with regret, who do you think caused it? It's you, He Lian, you don't want to be my Lin Yin, this is the fate of your wife's benevolence, let Chang's family go, can I tolerate Fang's family?"

He nimbly pushed He Lian away, turned around and stepped out of the room. Behind him was the sky full of flames, and he seemed to sigh in a low voice: "I will give you another chance. Do you want to be Lin Yin from Zhen, or He from the Ministry of Rites?" Lian? Huh?"

He saw himself, with blood on his mouth and tears on his face, kneeling to the feet of the new emperor, holding the corner of his clothes, and said silently: I wish to be Lin Yin, and kill all directions for your majesty.

A hand rests on top of his head, and—

He Lian felt a pain in her chest, and blood gushed out of her throat.

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