Rebirth of the only favorite fool

The author has something to say: I haven't updated it in the past few days, and I wrote a big chapter with my heart.

This chapter is related to the background, but it is a branch plot, so you can read this chapter as an independent story.

It is recommended to listen to "The Wind Rises from the Sky" with large pictures when watching it.

The flames lit up the night mournfully.

At the beginning of the ninth year of Hongjia, Prince Rui rebelled from Yuncheng, and went straight to the imperial capital, making Wangjing noisy.The emperor specially ordered Fang Qiyou, the cavalry envoy of the imperial capital, assisted by Xiao Ronglian, the prince's junior teacher, to lead the defenders of the imperial capital to quell the chaos.It lasted two months, Fang Qiyou was killed in the night battle of defending the city on February [-]th, and the war was peaceful.

Looking from the field outside the city of Wangjing, there are people fighting and clamoring around the city wall, piled up rocks at the base of the city wall, and countless folding ladders, and the flames in the Shura field below the city are jumping mournfully, burning blazingly among the corpses and knives and halberds, and it is as bright as day for a while .The corpses lined up on the ground overflowed with blood, gradually flowing into countless blood rivers, filled with the fat of burning flames.Flames flew across the sky, and countless people continued to step on the dead and bloody bones and fought with knives and halberds.A wind blows across the fields at night, blowing the flames, exuding the breath of slaughter and death.

At the forefront of the battle, the man in the peerless mirror armor, which was as bright as a mirror and as light as a cicada's wing, and the major general who led the crowd out of the city on a horse, fought with all their strength in the final battle. A sympathetic decision.

I once heard that King Wangjing Rui's flying electric gun technique was superb. At this time, a gun on the opposite side was pressing forward step by step, piercing through the air, as fast as lightning, and pierced Fang Qiyou's chest. At that moment, Fang Qiyou really understood. Knowing that Prince Rui's marksmanship is not only famous.

Folding his wrist, the Blood River Sword in his hand was already lying across his chest, and the expression on Fang Qiyou's face gradually became serious.

The dew is not yet shining in front of the hall, the morning sun has not yet risen, and the sky has already dawned and turned white. A figure in pure black and black clothes flashed in Fang Qiyou's mind faintly, and the voice of that person seemed to be vaguely heard at this time. It rang out, with hidden sadness, the voice was so light that it would melt into the morning dew: "Let him return to Wangjing alive."

To keep him alive.It cannot be killed, it must be captured alive.

Not far away, a figure stood on the city wall at the head of the city gate. He was wearing a dark blue long-sleeved gown tightly tied around his waist. His back was straight and his body was as long as jade.Looking at it from the side, the man had long eyelashes, tight lips, and a jade-like profile with a hint of pity.

The lieutenant general guarding the city behind bowed his head respectfully to him: "My lord, the situation on the city wall has been brought under control, and all the enemy troops have been cleared."

This is the first time since he met Xiao Ronglian, the son of Xiao Hou and the young teacher of the prince, he was not wearing white clothes, but changed into black blue, almost an extremely deep blue, on the battlefield It looked extraordinarily solemn.Later, as the number of times he went to the battlefield with Xiao Ronglian increased, he gradually discovered this rule: Xiao Ronglian must wear black blue when he goes to the battlefield, and it is a memorial to war and death.

Xiao Ronglian sat on the city wall, heard the words and looked down quietly: "Got it."

This battle is finally coming to an end.

He had already foreseen that soon after the bloody battlefield, the court would also be cleaned and replaced.When the emperor got angry, he laid down millions of corpses, and the blood flowed to the oars.The change of courts is nothing more than a reversal.

The blood-red cloak fluttered in the night wind, Fang Qiyou's pupils widened suddenly, the sword in his hand was uncontrollable, and it went straight to Prince Rui's chest.At the critical moment, the man on the opposite side seemed to be unable to bear the fatigue of long-term combat anymore, and remained motionless. The gun in his hand was slightly lowered, letting the long sword pass through his chest, and his face was spattered by the gushing blood.

That's the heart.

The night was deep, black as ink, and there was not even a shred of moonlight in the night, and the lights at the top of the city were extinguished in an instant.

There was a slight sigh on the city wall, passing through the battlefield soundlessly.

Fang Qiyou opened his eyes wide, watching Fangfo, his evenly matched opponent, give up all resistance in an instant, and shouted unwillingly in his heart.

no!How could he die so easily!Others don't know, but he who is fighting a man face to face can't know that a man can't dodge his sword by no means!It was clear that the other party had already calculated clearly, deliberately waiting for such a slaying sword, staring clearly at his own death!

He did it on purpose!

Zhou Yan looked at Fang Qiyou, who was shocked, and then glanced at the bloody chest. On this bloody battlefield, he smiled slightly: "...It was a joyous battle. I haven't seen it since childhood. It's such a pleasure."

A flash of memory flies by like snowflakes.

His mother and concubine were the most beloved women in Dayu's harem, and from the moment he was born, he was the most beloved child in Dayu's imperial family.The queen has no legitimate son, and among all the children of the father, he is always the most loved.His brothers and sisters were jealous of him and never took him to play together. When he was young, sometimes he felt extraordinarily lonely.

When he was three years old, he quietly ran to the door of the study room where his brothers were studying, sat on the threshold, looked at the sky with his hands on his cheeks, and thought in his heart, if only one of his brothers came out to play with him, even if there was only one. .Then a child who was four years older than me appeared in front of my eyes, poking his face cautiously: "Who are you?"

He tilted his head and puffed his cheeks: "I, Ming, Zhou, Yan."

The child cautiously poked his head into the temple, and then, like him, sat down on the threshold.Because this is a side door, far from the innermost, people inside will not easily find them.

"Oh, I'm your fourth brother. Call fourth brother to listen."

Looking at the child with a hippie smile on the opposite side, he called out in a daze: "Fourth brother."

The child was happy all of a sudden, rubbing his head for a while, and kissing his face again, it seemed like he got a big baby and liked it very much.

He looked at the fourth brother who appeared out of nowhere suspiciously: "You are also my brother, why don't you study with them?"

"Uh, what about this." The child who was four years older than him scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Anyway, the Taifu doesn't like me, and he doesn't care if I go or not. I don't really want to go."

At that time, he was young, so he didn't know the meaning behind this sentence: The mother and concubine of the fourth prince Zhou Hao came from a humble background and died early. A prince who is out of power, people in the palace don't take him seriously.

He didn't understand the key here at all, but he was sincerely happy to have an older brother who could take him to play.

But after a while, he was taken away by the maids in the palace who came to look for him in a panic.

When he left, he inexplicably and clearly remembered that when the court lady was carrying him away, she turned her head and glared at Zhou Hao, her eyes were full of disgust.

He likes this brother so much that he always takes him to Weiyang Palace where his mother and concubine live.What he likes to eat and wear in Weiyang Palace, he can't wait to share it with this brother.He likes to watch the snow the most, and he will definitely take this brother to see the snow every winter.

The mother and concubine had a peaceful temperament, seeing him really liked her and liked him very much, and would speak for him in front of the father on weekdays, which made the father gradually see this son who had been neglected by him.

Later, people in the palace said that the fourth prince would climb high branches, and by winning the favor of the seventh prince, a child, he rushed to climb up to Concubine Chen, and this future will be there.

As long as he can remember, after hearing this kind of statement, he always doesn't believe it.At that time, apart from his mother and concubine, his closest relative was his fourth brother, and everyone in the harem knew it.

When he was ten years old, a lot happened.The eldest prince who was originally established as the prince died of illness, and the position of prince was vacant. After that, the father did not change the prince for many years.For some reason, the fourth prince who was originally close to their Weiyang Palace gradually began to distance themselves from Weiyang Palace. Instead, he showed his favor to Empress Xiao and often went to Zhaoyang Palace.

People in the palace also said that the fourth prince would look at him and understand that the most powerful person is the empress after all.No, seeing this, she left the concubine Chen behind, and rushed to please the queen.

He began to doubt this statement gradually.

The fourth brother's attitude towards him has never changed, no matter what good things he has, he is the first to give them to him.

But once he was very angry, and directly smashed the pure green double chibi that his father gave to the fourth brother, and the fourth brother forwarded to him, on the ground, trembling with anger: "Say it! Did you climb up to the queen? Throw me and my concubine aside! Don't you care about us anymore!"

Seeing that he was so angry that tears were about to flow down, the fourth brother, who had always remained calm before the collapse of Mount Tai, suddenly panicked and tried to coax him, but he couldn't coax him well.I don't know what the fourth brother was thinking at that time, but suddenly, just like when he was very young, he hugged him and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

At that time, he was already twelve or thirteen years old, and he was getting to know people, and after pushing people away abruptly, he froze.

At this time, a little palace man next to the fourth brother ran in with small steps and whispered: "The empress is looking for you." Finally, the fourth brother had no choice but to say to him: "The fourth brother's heart is always toward you Yes, you'll find out someday." Then he left him and walked away.

When he was 15 years old, his mother and concubine suddenly became seriously ill. All the imperial doctors in the palace said it was an emergency, but he and his mother concubine both knew in their hearts that it must be the hands of Empress Xiao.

Before the concubine mother died of illness, she only said a few words to him in a hoarse voice.

"Empress Xiao is a vicious empress, but she is also a perfect empress. In this harem, she symbolizes justice, order and rigor... Otherwise, your father would not rely on her so much .We can't just see the enemy's flaws...but also learn from their strengths."

"You have to trust your fourth brother... Mother Concubine has always been accurate in seeing people, but it's a pity that it was an inadvertence in the end, and the queen...cough, cough, and these people left behind by Mother Concubine will come After taking care of you, you have to take care of yourself. Yan'er, if there is anyone in this palace who will never harm you, but will protect you wholeheartedly, except for your father, ahem, that is your fourth brother. Your fourth brother follows the queen... naturally he has his reasons. You have to trust him."

That year, no matter how sad he was, the person who loved him the most in this world would never come over to hug and coax him when he cried and acted like a baby.She let go of him and left him alone in the deep palace of Nuoda, never to come back again.

At the age of 16, Zhou Hao got married.

Zhou Hao married a daughter from the hereditary Lord Yasukuni's mansion, the youngest sister of Fang Jingbian, who was only a major general at that time, and the little aunt of Fang Qiyou, who was only six years old at that time.

It was obviously a happy event, but he felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, as if the only thing left in his life had been snatched away by someone, almost bleeding from the pain.After drinking Zhou Hao's wedding wine, he was helped back to Weiyang Palace, and then vomited all night on his stomach.

He gradually understood in his heart, his face turned pale with vomiting, but a scene flashed in his heart.

Zhou Hao once hugged him and kissed the corner of his lips.

That was the most intimate moment he ever had with Zhou Hao.

At the age of 19, his father's body began to gradually decline.

Once when he went to visit a doctor, his father dismissed everyone in private and said to him: "Yan'er, you are born to love martial arts and have outstanding marksmanship. But you don't know how to hide your strength and bide your time, control all your officials, and weigh all parties. It's not that your father doesn't like you , You are really not the material of an emperor."

He knew that this was what his father had told him, even though he was his favorite child, but he was not the most suitable candidate for the heir apparent.

He wasn't angry after listening to it, he knew that his father trusted him, and that's why he said this to him.He asked his father calmly: "In my father's mind, who is the most suitable prince?"

Father Huang Siheng waited for a moment before slowly saying: "Both the fourth and the sixth are good."

He smiled slightly: "Father, in terms of age, the fourth brother is older than the sixth brother; judging from his daily performance, it is also the fourth brother who is closer to the mother and has received more teachings from the mother. I heard that the fourth brother's staff There are many virtuous and talented people, and all of them are convinced by the fourth brother, and even the sons and ministers have always respected the fourth brother."

"If the fourth brother becomes the prince, the sons and ministers will not fight."

He knew that it was this sentence that finally established Zhou Hao's position as the crown prince.

At the age of 20, he held a coronation ceremony.

Soon after, the first emperor died of illness, and Zhou Hao succeeded to the throne.Afterwards, he went to Yuncheng far away, and he never saw Zhou Hao again for nine years.At that time when he left the city gate, the new emperor saw him off on the top of the city. He glanced back, but he didn't know that it was the last time they met in this life.

It turns out that I will never see you again...

With blood in his mouth vomited continuously, Zhou Yan took out a towel from his bosom tremblingly, and handed it to Fang Qiyou in the light of the fire, forced himself to smile, and said the last sentence: "Take it... ..give it to..."

He fell off the horse in an instant.

Not far away, someone screamed in grief and anger: "My lord!"

The flames were fierce, and the battle flag was torn.

Prince Rui didn't finish his words, but Xiao Ronglian who was standing on the top of the wall knew that what he wanted to say was:

Take it to Zhou Hao.

It's a pity I can no longer say goodbye to him in person.

Prince Rui was killed in battle, Young Marshal Fang returned triumphantly, and the entire imperial capital erupted in joy.

When the victorious army returned to the inner city of the imperial capital, the gates of the inner city were opened wide, and the people of the entire imperial capital lined up to welcome them.

The emperor fell ill recently, and Empress Fang went to the city gate on behalf of the emperor to welcome the returning soldiers.

In the eyes of the soldiers and the common people, the Empress Dayu on the top of the city is luxurious and graceful in a phoenix robe, her posture is awe-inspiring and resolute, and she is the mother of the world.

No one knows, when this queen of ten thousand people saw Fang Qiyou riding a horse from the city gate, she didn't know what to think of. There was no joy in seeing her nephew in her eyes, but a slight sigh. .

That person really died like this?Died in Xiaoyou's hands?

He is clearly forcing the emperor.

That person is using his own life to force the emperor sitting in a high position to make up his mind that he must eradicate that family.

His death is the shadow that slowly rises behind the huge family that has stretched for hundreds of years in the imperial capital.

She has almost seen the future of the entire imperial capital.

The imperial capital was bleeding red, and the mourning was unstoppable.

In vain, Empress Dowager Xiao has been in the harem for so many years, with a pair of sharp eyes seeing all the intrigues and ups and downs in the world, but she didn't see the most deadly point.

Fortunately, the queen mother didn't see it. As a queen, she understood it.

At the moment of cheers outside the city gate, Emperor Yu Cheng was standing in his bedroom.

There was no one in the bedroom. He looked at the ice coffin in front of him for a long, long time before he finally bent down slowly, knelt down beside the coffin, and lay his upper body on the ice coffin, touching the ice coffin with his fingers. .

The eyes seemed to be unbelievably astonished, but also like heartbroken sadness, spreading into silent despair inch by inch in the silence of no one.

When he first met this person, he was only seven years old.

Even in the palace of the most complicated and unpredictable human mind, no matter how precociously young children mature, they are only children at that time.

Three-year-old Ayan, with white and tender cheeks, small hands and feet, looks like a small ball, the whole person is like a small ball, very cute.

Before meeting Ayan, he didn't know that he liked children so much.I like it so much that when I saw it, I couldn't help but want to hug, coax, rub, and kiss, as if holding this little ball in my arms, and hearing him call myself "brother" in a childish voice, There is the satisfaction of owning the whole world.

After having Ayan, it seems that all the coldness and loneliness in my life before are no longer important.

The emperor kneeling beside the coffin put his head on the ice coffin, and his fingers involuntarily clenched the ice surface.

Later, when did you start to realize that you had delusions about Ayan that you shouldn't have?

Probably, when it grows bigger.

When I was 13 years old, many princes' sons came to Empress Xiao's Qianqiu Festival.In a secret small hall, two children sneaked in one after another. Xiao Xiang's youngest son was about the same age as A Yan, but he took advantage of no one around to bully A Yan.

It happened that he saw it, and in a fit of rage, he threw him to the ground and gave him two punches where there was a lot of flesh, regardless of the suspicion that he was bullying the little by beating someone.

After the child got up, instead of running away, he threw an unknown object on the ground and said arrogantly: "Do you know where this is? How dare you bully me on my aunt's territory? I let you bully me! I let you bully you!" After speaking, he ran out crying loudly.

Only later did he know that what was smashed by the child was a rare beauty-enhancing bead sent by Jiang Guo's envoy.

Seeing the child pointing out that black is white in public, he didn't want to argue, but the moment he met Empress Xiao's eyes, he gave up this plan, took the charge on his own, and completely dismissed Ayan.

For this he paid the price in blood.

Empress Xiao ordered someone to kill his nanny the next day on the charge of improper discipline.

It was at that time that he had never clearly realized that Empress Xiao held that kind of thing called power, and she could decide the life or death of others just by opening her mouth.

As for Empress Xiao, she is the real master of the harem.

On the day the nanny died, it rained heavily.After he returned to the palace, he knelt in the rain in his courtyard depressed, and Ayan knelt beside him the whole time, crying to tell him not to be sad anymore.

He hugged Ayan tightly in the rain, but he thought in his heart that he must never lose Ayan again.

Even when he was a teenager, he had no aspirations for the beautiful little maids in the palace, nor did he have any envy for the ladies from the aristocratic families outside the palace. He only felt that the only thing he cared about was Ayan.

But at that moment, he really understood that he cared about Ayan, so he wanted Ayan to be with him for the rest of his life, he didn't want Ayan to grow up and get married, he just wanted them to stay together forever.

Ayan only regards him as an elder brother, but he probably treats Ayan differently.

The moment he knew what he wanted, he felt a little scared in his heart.After all, Ayan is so small, he thought, this is wrong.But he couldn't help it.

The emperor's body lying on the coffin was trembling slightly.

He gradually discovered that there are some things that cannot be disputed.

The death of the beloved concubine Chen accelerated his desire to compete for that position.

For this purpose, he made up his mind to marry Miss Fang from the Duke of Yasukuni's mansion, completely cutting off all possibilities between him and Ayan.

At that time, he thought, that's fine, there was no possibility between them in the first place.

It snowed heavily on the night of getting married, and the next day he walked to the small courtyard where he used to live in the mansion without knowing it.Under the old acacia tree in the courtyard, he saw Ayan standing there, and he was not surprised to see him coming, but just smiled at him: "Look, fourth brother, it's snowing."

He walked over, remained silent for a while, and handed over a shark silk scarf in his hand: "This is left to me by Concubine Chenmu. She said it was an embroidery from her boudoir, and I left it for you to remember." Think about it."

It was the only old concubine Chen in his hand.

Ayan didn't feel any emotion when he heard the words, but looked at the sky with empty eyes: "This is to get rid of the relationship."

He didn't say anything, just turned around and left in a hurry.

As if it could no longer bear it, the water stains on the surface of the coffin gradually smeared, forming a puddle of water marks, but there was no sound.

But he never thought of letting him die!

He really wanted Ayan to live a good life!

He thought that he wanted to get closer to Empress Xiao and marry the prostitute of the Duke of Jing's mansion. Over the years, he had been fighting openly and secretly plotting. In the beginning, he just wanted to keep Ayan, so that he could live in peace and stability all the time. To live on, you don't have to bear anything for your selfish and unethical feelings, stay away from the imperial capital, marry a wife and have children, full of children and grandchildren, and live a safe and happy life.

And all the hatred of A Yan, he will bear it for him.

Whether it's the hatred for Concubine Chen or the unquestionable imperial power, he will attack Xiao sooner or later.

But Ayan, why can't he wait any longer!

Why did he force him like this!

Why did he have to die!

how could he die...

The person who had been lying on the coffin finally straightened up slowly, as if he had finally remembered that there were still the relics of the deceased at hand, opened the simple wooden box with trembling fingers, and took out a towel from inside.

The all-powerful and decisive Emperor Yu Cheng in the history books of later generations has been hiding his emotions and feelings all his life. Few people can understand the real thoughts of this emperor, and they dare not try to figure out the emperor's will. Probably only at this time Only at this moment can there be such a weak moment.

That scarf was the one he handed to Ayan under the silk tree 13 years ago.

He unfolded the towel, but his eyes suddenly froze, and blood-like sternness burst out of his eyes.

On the lower side of the original map of Qingshan Yuansong, there is a line of small characters stained with blood:

The mountains are woody and woody.

Wishing for nothing, regretting for life.

The towel fell to the ground in an instant, and the man looked at the familiar face in the ice coffin with a half cry and a smile, and hoarsely called "Ayan" until he was hoarse.

If the soul can perceive, the underworld will not forget.

In a daze, he saw the young man from many years ago coming on snow, standing under the silk tree, his face was vague but real, and he smiled at him: "Fourth brother, it's snowing."