Take Bamboo Ballad

19

"Lord Luo is so deliberately planning to frame Lin, it's probably because Lin's success is hindering some people from getting promoted."

Lin Moqin rubbed his numb legs, with a kind and respectful expression, "Your Majesty, I have something to say."

"Speak." After reading the letter, the emperor's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Due to his status as a hero, he patiently listened to his defense.

Now that it was the month of Hai, the weather turned cold, and the temple was burning with warm incense, so it didn't feel so cold, but everyone present couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Lin Moqin raised his hand, and everyone looked at the simple box in the courtyard with their fingertips. The tiny mechanism on the belly of the box was pushed away, revealing the gilt body decorated with flying clouds, "This box is called the gilt fairy driving the crane. The tea pot with a pattern on the door seat was a gift from foreign envoys to celebrate the emperor's fiftieth birthday. It was stolen from the palace three years ago, and the emperor felt sorry for it. The court searched for it for many years but it was finally returned by a Yunfeng boss However, the frightening thing is that the fact presented by this object is another version of the massacre of the Chiguo Temple."

Everyone held their breath, sweat drenched their backs like rain.

Then I heard Lin Mouqin say leisurely, "Six years of war and chaos, a large number of refugees flooded into Guangdu Town, Dr. Guanglu's concubine Mrs. Jiao was sympathetic, so he went out to give alms. When passing by Wild Wind Camp, he was suddenly caught by a strange wind. Went away, Shen Qing and his concubine Piao Piao had a deep affection, sent people to search many times but failed, and abandoned his official position to go into hiding in depression. And the people living near the Chiguo Temple often complained that the woman's cry at night was extremely miserable."

Lord Mai's eyes were half-closed, and he clasped his hands and hid them in his sleeves, "Master Lin, please get to the point. This is the Chaotang, not the birthplace of ghost novels."

"Master Mai made a point."

Lin Moqin's skeleton is considered delicate among military generals, and his face is comparable to that of the most beautiful male prime minister of the dynasty. In the serious court, even if he kneels down, he is still natural and calm.

"Four days later, there was a stench from Chiguo Temple. The armored soldiers opened the gate on duty, and there was a lot of blood inside. There were no monks among the corpses on the ground, but Mrs. Jiao's entourage of hundreds of people, and more than [-] beautiful women. The dancer. Mrs. Jiao’s torso was chopped up and thrown into the storage tank of the temple, while her head was hung on the wall of the Jinyuan. The soldiers on duty quietly poked through the window paper, and found that the room was full of barbarian cavalry with blue eyes and blond hair. He hastily returned to the camp to summon the iron armor and sent out the mysterious soldiers. The two armies fought each other, and the sky was dark. My father found out the details of the enemy, but he was called to Nanzhao to destroy the unrighteous king. "

Hearing this, Mai Jingtao suddenly opened his eyes wide. He tilted his head to look at the dozing officer and shouted, "Yunfeng! Yunfeng?"

The little official suddenly woke up, the saliva left in the dream still remained on the corner of his mouth, he hurriedly adjusted his appearance, and climbed to the middle of the lobby, "Yes... yes, Your Majesty, this little minister is Yunfeng, who ran the pawn shop with his father earlier, This is the box that the staff of Yuyu Manor received in his hands. The two sides are decorated with wishful cloud heads, the lotus petal pattern on the side of the brake, and the flow cloud pattern along the lid. All of them present wealth and auspiciousness. .Same life."

"It's a hindrance to the king's prestige under the high hall, what a shame it is to tremble!" Mrs. Mai snorted coldly, and Ji Yunfeng was so frightened that he quickly admitted his mistake.

When talking about serious matters, Ji Yunfeng, the director of Dali Temple, suddenly stopped trembling. He handed over the file respectfully, word by word, like a golden gun hitting a fou, "There is a saying that when everyone gathers firewood, the flames are high, and when the court is short of resources, the Queen Mother leads the way." The relatives from all walks of life donated money and things, but the minister did not dare to hide it, so he presented the treasure box to Zongzheng. However, the master told him that there was a Nanzhao script in the wooden box, and the book "become the power of a dog and a horse". He was arrested and interrogated by the mansion."

Ji Yunfeng used to be under Lin Mouqin's command. Seeing Luo Guangyi's aggressiveness, he refused to accept it. Lin Moqin could hold his breath, but he couldn't. At this moment, he looked stern, facing His Majesty with infinite piety: "I have been innocent all my life, What I love is nothing more than a small fortune. I never dare to be sloppy with family and country affairs. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a frame-up, but I have no choice but to fall into this trap. To prove my innocence, I made many inquiries and finally figured out some ways: The only ones who can read Nanzhao script in the Zhongshu Temple are the guests and emcees of ceremonies in Honglu Temple, and the ink used for the documents is the ice ink specially used by the Zhongshu Province."

Mai Jingtao answered unintentionally, "In recent years, the Honghe Temple has been useless. It seems that the only one who has been in charge is the current Gu Shengli. Oh, our Lord Luo, it seems that he also worked in the Honghe Temple before." .”

"Feng Ting, you said just now that your father had found out the details of the enemy, so do you know why those people attacked Shu?" The emperor, who had listened for a long time, suddenly interrupted.

With a sound of "dong", Lin Moqin knocked his forehead on the ground, "The mastermind behind the scenes discovered by my father is actually Mr. Luo Guangyi, the pillar of the country!"

Luo Guangyi was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart, and he muttered, "full of nonsense, spouting blood".

Ji Yunfeng's baby face was also flushed with anger, "Master Luo, please tell Your Majesty why the tea Luozi on the door seat of the pot with the gilded fairy driving the crane pattern was sent to the pawnshop of the lower official by the servant in your private house?"

Luo Guangyi was so angry that his whiskers trembled, "It's nonsense! When did the old minister ask the boy to send you that kind of thing?"

As soon as this remark came out, the officials commotioned, "Oh, Yuyu Manor is actually the property under your name!" "Master Luo, that place is not cheap..."

The Mingjiao disciple who had been left out for a long time suddenly clapped his hands and laughed loudly, saying bluntly that everyone in the court gave him a good show.

Avoiding the guard's stick, Shanruyar looked into Lin Moqin's eyes and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, heroes should be sympathetic to each other. Anyway, if things are going to die now, I will explain the reason. In fact, Maweiyi and the wolf It was not General Lin who communicated with Ya, but me. It was because he hurt me when he found the carrier pigeon that everyone misunderstood that he wanted to assassinate the old emperor. If Master Luo hadn’t led Lang Ya to rescue me in the end, I might have died there Bird's place."

"But didn't you just say that after General Lin was satisfied with his wealth, he abandoned his brother and made you suffer?"

"Lord Luo, wasn't that what you threatened me when you caught me just now?"

Luo Guangyi and the emperor suffered a huge shock at the same time.

The Ninth Five Lord's hands supporting the dragon seat trembled violently, and he was almost speechless.

He couldn't believe that the secret guard who supported the Tang Dynasty a few months ago was actually Luo Guangyi's emissary, and he couldn't even believe that the imperial censor Zhongcheng who had been ruling the country with an iron fist and distinguishing right from wrong had evil intentions.

Immediately disregarding Luo Guangyi's grievances, he was thrown into prison.

Shanruyar is scheduled to be beheaded at noon four days later.

20

Chiguo Temple is built on Lishuipo, nine kilometers away from Chengdu, the capital of Shu. It faces south from the north, echoes with mountains and rivers, with cascading courtyards and intertwined carved beams. The total area is more than 4 square meters, quite magnificent, but the space that should be peaceful and reserved is shrouded Shades of blood red.Mrs. Jiao knelt here for a night and was tortured miserably. The peonies soaked in blood and the cuckoos wailed, but they couldn't stop the vicious killer from washing the entire mountain temple with blood.

The gilt-gilded fairy driving a crane-shaped pot door seat tea Luozi was placed on the altar, and then was lifted high by the orderly and smashed down. The gilt treasure box immediately rolled down from the high platform and broke into pieces in a tragic shape.

Those who are unlucky should be taboo, and should be destroyed, so as to rectify the heaven and earth.

After eradicating Luo Guangyi's royalists, Lin Moqin, an actor like Ruyi, once again displayed his incisive acting skills. Regardless of "the emperor's love and the entreaties of all officials", he resolutely asked to be transferred to Nanling to guard the border area.

Shanruyar was cut in half and decapitated.

In fact, according to his skills, it is not a problem to pick out a hundred or ten people in the hall, but in his own words, it is "the demons are infatuated, the three dirts are burnt/body, and they have been away from Mingzun for a long time. It is time to go back and ask for sin." .”

It was cloudy and rainy, and it didn't open for days.

Because the city was abandoned, Lin Moqin could only take advantage of the curfew to collect the body of Shanruyar.The body bag was placed on the horse's back, drenched by the muddy water splashed by the horse's hoof, and the blood dripped all the way, but it completely dried up after leaving the city.

Lin Moqin sat down beside a locust tree in the field, drank heavily, and poured the wine into the dirt pile under his feet in big bowls.

Lin Mouqin sneered, thinking that he must be old, but before he arrived, he felt so lonely and helpless like now. Since he was ten years old, he has been killing non-stop.He has a lot of people behind him, the brigadier general who led him into the army at the age of 11, the ghost who died under the gun at the age of 12... At the age of 29, this man who is proficient in desert swordsmanship and Tang style, because of a sentence " "Heroes cherish each other" died for him.

There are many roads in life. Lin Moqin thought for a few times that after the death of his parents, the road ahead became a cliff. However, when he met 19-year-old Li Chen at the age of 14, he discovered that there was a hidden path beside the cliff.History is always surprisingly similar. Every time someone came to him, it was because he wanted to change the belief of Heshan, and every time someone left, it was because he gradually deviated from his original dream.

They had a great four years together.Day and night, inseparable.

Then in the fifth year, he killed happiness in the cradle with his own hands.

He was afraid that he would leave, so he poisoned his meals every day.

He was afraid that he would find out, so he pretended to be indifferent and asked him to perform a dangerous task.

Until one thunderstorm night, he found Huichun's mother Gu in his book.

He said, "When the wolf tooth fell, the Tang Dynasty rose."

At that time, Li Chen's eyes were clear, full of trust and admiration, he killed people for him and was loyal to him, even if he was corroded by the Zi Gu, he had no complaints - just because of his words full of warmth, "Besides you, I am There's no one to trust anymore..." "That's all I want, can you help me achieve it?"

Looking at the headband with the blue feather ornament in his hand, for some reason, he remembered the first encounter with Tang Yichen.

It was about to be overcast and rainy that day, but the sky was as dark as dust and fog.

Pear blossoms adorn the branches, bees fly and butterflies dance around the seasons in the world, no one celebrates, no one makes noise, the whole city seems to be a poor man whose throat has been choked, depressed, dull, and lifeless.The inner city of the eastern capital surrounded by mountains and rivers was pale, and the streets were full of plain people walking slowly. Lin Moqin walked in the front of the team returning to the imperial court, holding Lin Fengyan's portrait numbly.

General Lin who is loyal to the country, General Lin who hates evil, General Lin who takes the lead, simple and respectable General Lin...

Lin Moqin only knew that once he succeeded, his bones would wither away, and the blood in his father's hands was innumerable.The father in the memory is just a vague afterimage—maybe he is a conscientious and hardworking member of the Tiance government, maybe an indifferent and taciturn husband, or a stubborn and conceited man who is entangled in emotional disputes. ordinary man.

He didn't want to be the second Lin Fengyan at all.

People always say, "Feng Ting, look at your father, the great general who protects the country! It is thanks to the great general that the Lin family is today!"

"Feng Ting, learn from your father, our little Feng Ting will definitely become a big man like Feng Yan in the future!"

"Fengting, the general is willing to take in a concubine, the third daughter of Mo Yuanwai is as beautiful as a flower..."

"Feng Pavilion..." "Feng Pavilion..."

"Feng Pavilion..."

Smiling and sending away wave after wave of admiring guests, 19-year-old Lin Moqin closed the door with a tired body and returned to the narrow room.Unexpectedly, the adoptive father was already sitting by the table in the house, holding a little child in his arms, and was teasing with pastries.

"Are you back? I've boiled hot water for you, washed up and come to see your little brother."

The adoptive father was a counselor under Feng Yanzeng's command. Seeing his parents died, he couldn't bear to be alone at a young age, so he adopted him by his side.During the war, Fang Qiu was reprimanded, and the men of the three armies unexpectedly loved small animals. In the camp, we often saw injured sparrows, temporary wild cats, stray yellow dogs, and even a peacock that escaped from a rich man's house in a neighboring village.

Lin Mouqin didn't have much to say about his adoptive father's sympathetic hobby, let's forget about cats and dogs, sparrows and peacocks, what's going on when he came back with a child in his arms, so he decided to sit down , Talk to your father carefully.

The counselor surnamed Lin rubbed the young man's head and pointed to Heilong Marsh on the map, "I've had my throat damaged by the medicine, and I may not be able to speak in the near future. You can ask the doctor in the camp to show him, and go there after dinner."

The child was dumbfounded, with a dirty face, when he saw Lin Moqin, he rushed forward instinctively, tearing the red robe on his body with his teeth like crazy.

The adoptive father was also taken aback when he saw this, and suddenly came to his senses, he quickly asked his adopted son to take off his military uniform, turned the child over and hugged him in his arms to comfort him.

There was a lazy pear flower in the yard outside the house, and a stinky boy inside the house. Lin Moqin's head froze for a while, and he put on a professional face, "Father, this is Argo, just kill him."

When the boy heard the word "death", he couldn't help struggling, but because he couldn't speak, he could only cry "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

Lin Mouqin ignored his adoptive father's surprised gaze, and directly hugged him, his smile could be called creepy, "Are you afraid? If you dare to bite again in the future, I'll let you know what it means to live or die."

The child choked with fright, and then really stopped crying.

That night, Father Lin was out on duty, and a house full of cats, cats and dogs occupied Father Lin's bed, so Lin Moqin had no choice but to take the child back to his room.

In the dark at night, when passing by the aisle, he kicked something soft, Lin Moqin lit up the candlestick, and it turned out to be a naked little one.April in the north is still dry and cold in winter, and the little one snuggles up to the peacock's wings, still shivering from the cold.

Is this so disgusting that you don't want to stay in the same room with me?Lin Moqin sighed in resignation, carried him back to the room, and added two more layers of bedding.

Although he is a drug slave with unknown viciousness, he is still a young life, so let's keep it by his side for the time being.