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Nuanxiangwu.

Shuangwen raised the hand gun in his hand, trembling all over, and pointed the hand gun at the old emperor's back.The Ninth Five-Year Lord did not have the slightest precautions against this, and still turned his back to Shuangwen, carefully examining the handwriting left by previous painters on the "Picture of Concubine Ming" in front of him.

When Shuangwen was holding the heavy pistol, the scenes she saw in her grandfather's small courtyard kept appearing in front of her eyes: bloody hens, dense holes on the wall... As long as she followed Hang Dezhou's teaching, Pull the trigger in his hand, and the old man with a slightly hunched back in front of him will become like that.No flesh and blood can escape.

As long as, as long as the trigger is pulled, all hatred will be over.

Her father lost his life for no reason, and her mother died young, and she suffered so many years of suffering.

With one blow, even the Ninety-Five Supreme Being in front of him turned into a mass of flesh and blood.

Shuangwen couldn't help but shed tears, her eyes blurred.

After this, her like that... Is she really happy?

"Mei Ruohong...I remember him..." The old emperor didn't notice at all, he didn't even ask who was behind him, he continued to look carefully at the picture of the concubine in front of him and began to comment, "His character is based on Yan Liben, and Gu Hongzhong, who later transferred to another school, did not have their own 'body'..."

His Majesty the emperor, without any scruples, began to criticize the painting style of the author in front of him.

Shuangwen blushed when she heard this, and impulsively, her slender fingers that were accustomed to holding a paintbrush really pulled the trigger.

"...But he is really good at landscapes, flowers and birds, and he is quite like his father, Shan Ziye..."

Shuangwen's fingers finally stopped at the nick of time.

"Shan Ziye is a master of gardening and stone building. I was in the Li Palace on the outskirts of Beijing, and several courtyards were designed by him. Therefore, I don't understand why Mei Ruohong abandoned his real director and went to the palace to become a painter. Ladies..."

No one paid attention to him, but the old emperor said to himself: "Is it forced by life?"

Only then did he turn around, seemingly just realizing that there was a young woman behind him.

Shuangwen's arms were sore and limp, and she couldn't even lift that heavy iron gun.But as soon as the old emperor turned around, Shuang Wen raised the iron weapon in his hand without knowing where the strength came from, and said sharply: "Don't move!"

As soon as the emperor turned around, he saw a pistol with a black muzzle facing him.He seemed to recognize it as a firearm right away, but wasn't alarmed.

"child……"

As soon as the old emperor opened his mouth, Shuangwen's tears kept rolling down his cheeks.She thought of her grandfather Shan Ziye, but his grandfather was not sober often.

"...You ask me so, you are Mei Ruohong's family!"

Shuangwen didn't answer, sobbing.

"Yes, I remembered. When I ordered Mei Ruohong's crime to be punished, I ordered the family members to be imprisoned, but later I decided to lenient the Internet for the sake of the old man Shan Ziye, extrajudicially..."

This is called being lenient. Is this an extrajudicial favor?

Shuangwen almost wanted to scream, but with strength coming from nowhere in her arms, she firmly held the heavy weapon again, pointed it at the old man in front of her, and held her finger tightly on the trigger.

She had already asked the other party personally, and the other party also admitted that the tragedy of her life, she lost her parents when she was young, lost her mother when she grew up, and grew up in that dark place... all because of the other party.

She has a right to revenge.

But at the same time, Jia Fang's voice rang in her ears: "Don't rush to make a decision... This is your life, you can choose freely, but you must also take responsibility for the consequences."

So Shuangwen replied loudly: "Yes, I am the daughter of Mei Ruohong. After my father died, my house was confiscated, I was fined into the Jiaofang Division, and I was released when I was old. Now I am a maid in the Rongguo Mansion."

"Today, I just want to ask Your Majesty, are my mother and I evil people? Is my father really worthy of death? My grandfather... Is it true that our whole family deserves to be blamed?"

His Majesty the Emperor looked at Shuangwen, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's been so many years... I really didn't expect to meet you and hear you say this."

"Zhen, I'm really sorry for your mother and daughter, and your grandfather. You are all innocent in this matter. I blamed you for pure anger."

Shuangwen's eyes were sore again, she really wanted to say to her mother and grandfather at the same time: Did you hear that?His Majesty the Emperor has admitted it himself, and I have won justice for you.

Unexpectedly, the old emperor said decisively in the next moment: "But your father is not innocent. In my heart, he even deserves death."

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"It's just a wrong painting and ruining the beauty's snow-skinned and beautiful appearance. Is this more than enough to die?" Shuangwen couldn't help crying, "Is a painting more important than the life of a living person?"

The emperor frowned and asked, "Who told you this?"

Shuangwen: "Who told me not to..."

But the emperor directly interrupted her words: "The truth is, because your father did not strictly keep the secret and revealed the news to others, my own child almost died in Jiuquan..."

Shuangwen immediately resisted: so what?What is the difference between this and adding an extra touch to the beauty's face and painting the beauty's portrait badly?

She stayed by Jia Fang's side for a long time, influenced by Jia Fang, she has her own set of criteria for judging the world: Others only think that if the royal family suffers any damage, the consequences will be unbearable for common people.Shuangwen thought that their lives were exactly the same as those of the royal family.

The emperor continued: "...for this reason, in order to keep her promise to the old man, the child's wet nurse sacrificed her life and the lives of her own son to save my child." Having said this, the emperor's face was also full of sadness, "Although your father was unintentional, I, and even your grandfather, have told him to be careful in his words and deeds, and never reveal any details about that child..."

"Someone died because of his unintentional mistake." The emperor finally said, "And my child was almost killed in Huangquan."

"In a fit of rage, I ordered your father to be dealt with, but later I also regretted it—although your father did it, he was not the main culprit."

Shuangwen: No...wasn't it because of an extra stroke on the beauty picture?

She felt a little bit fooled.

Looking back now, she did take the "truth" that Hang Dezhou said, and went to shopkeeper Ren to verify it, but who dares to say more about such old things, Shuangwen only asked: "Is the cause just because of a picture of a beauty?" Shopkeeper Ren nodded affirmatively, hesitating to speak, not saying much.

Now that I think about it, firstly, this matter involves the secrets of the royal family, and outsiders can't find out much. No matter how hard Shopkeeper Ren inquires, he may not be able to find out such detailed inside information; Regarding the relationship with Shuangwen, I always have to hide a few words, and it is not convenient to say so in detail.

So that Hang Dezhou actually used her as a pawn, deliberately misled her for his own selfish grievances, and asked her to stand up to seek revenge for her parents and seek justice for herself?

Shuangwen bit her lower lip, and asked again: "So, it's really not because of the...portrait of the emperor's most beloved person that my late father was convicted?"

The old emperor frowned and said, "Where did you hear that?"

Before Shuangwen explained, the old emperor nodded again, and said: "It does have a little relationship with the portrait of the person I love in this life...."

As he spoke, he raised his face and looked at the main house of the "Nuanxiangwu".

Shuangwen immediately remembered Hang Dezhou's confession, but the other party mentioned that this "Nuanxiangwu" has a great connection with her father and His Majesty the Emperor.

At this moment, she was in a dilemma, holding the heavy gun in her hand, but doubts arose in her heart, and she wanted to get an answer no matter what.

The old emperor sighed weakly, and said, "Son, put down such a heavy thing first!"

Shuangwen was alert, and she immediately grasped the pistol tightly.

"I won't let anyone in, and I won't punish you. You can rest assured about this... I've sorry you once, and I won't let you down a second time."

"I don't think I'm a qualified emperor, but I still want to be a qualified person, so I won't lose my word to you."

"If after listening to what I said, you still feel that I owe you and you can only pay with your life, then I will give you my life, and you will bear the consequences yourself."

Shuangwen still held the pistol tightly in his hand and did not let go.This is a "right" she has and should not be given up easily.

"I am old, and my sons are not around. I want to talk to someone, but I can't find anyone to talk about the past." The old emperor sighed, and suddenly raised his voice: "Dai Quan, Dai Quan!"

"I am talking to people here, no one is allowed to come in without my will!"

Eunuch Dai responded.

There was a slight commotion outside. I don't know if it was because the Rong Mansion suddenly realized that in Nuanxiangwu, which should be empty, where did the people come to talk to His Majesty the Emperor?

At this moment, Shuangwen finally felt a little relieved, only then did she realize that her whole body had lost half of her strength, her legs were limp and she just wanted to sit down.So she really put the gun on the ground beside her, and she sat with her legs crossed, facing the old emperor, as if she was practicing Zen in the Quicui Temple.

The emperor didn't blame her for being impolite at all. On the contrary, this lady, like Shuangwen, slowly leaned on the wall, sat on the ground, crossed her legs, and even closed her eyes, like an old monk in meditation, for a long time. , Cai said: "Origin, it is indeed a beautiful picture of my beloved."

"It wasn't long after I was restored to the throne at that time, and I took over the government affairs again. Naturally, I was very busy."

"At that time, there was a woman beside me named Xiang Xiaoyuan." When His Majesty the Emperor pronounced her name, the tone was very proud.Shuangwen immediately understood that this woman was really unusual for the man in front of her.

He talked eloquently, talking about the past, how Xiao Yuan comforted him when he was imprisoned, and helped him escape when he was in crisis, how he hoped that he could ignore political affairs and spend the days of paradise with her ...

"Everyone is like this. What is lost but not gained is the best."

"I think, Xiaoyuan is to me, just like your father is to you... After I lost Xiaoyuan, I never lived a day of real comfort. I can understand your pain and pain of losing your parents. torment."

When the old emperor said this, Shuangwen looked at his expression and suddenly felt that the other party's hard life in the past ten years might be worse than his own in Jiaofangsi.At this point, she could finally feel a little bit of sincerity when the emperor confessed to her.

"But Xiaoyuan was still there at that time and gave birth to Lin'er for me. You can imagine how happy I was at that time, how unbelieving I was, thinking that I was the happiest person in the world, and I didn't care about the pain in the hearts of those around me at all. Never noticed..."

"She is suffering, but I just think she is bored. She proposed to find a painter to paint her appearance at that time. I never thought that she just wanted to leave this painting to me as a farewell gift. At that time, I happily appointed a painter I could trust—the one I appointed was Mei Ruohong, your father."

Shuangwen was relieved that her father was at least a "trustworthy" painter.

"Mei Ruohong painted Xiaoyuan in this yard back then. Once when I came here, I heard laughter and laughter in Nuanxiangwu. It seemed that Mei Ruohong had solved Xiaoyuan well. I was very comforted, but who knew... ..."

Shuangwen's heart also hangs, thinking that although his father has a family, he is a man after all, so he won't make His Majesty the Emperor jealous!

Unexpectedly, the old emperor saw her expression clearly, and immediately said in a "short oily" tone: "You little girl, where are you thinking? Although Mei Ruohong is here to paint for the small garden, but in this garden There are a lot of eunuchs and maids following, but they won't be alone in a room like we are now..."

"Xiaoyuan was happy back then, but it was because of you." The old emperor looked at Shuangwen and said softly.

"Is it because of me?" Shuang Wentou reacted, "This is impossible?" How old was she then?

"That's right, it's indeed because of you." The old emperor smiled tenderly, but his smile was bleak and heart-rending.

"This is about to talk about a unique feature of this 'Nuanxiangwu'." The old emperor looked at Shuangwen, and suddenly became interested, "By the way, I heard that there is a girl in the Rong Mansion, it is Jia Fang. His right-hand man, if you can come here at this time, you are that girl, right?"

Shuangwen nodded slightly.The old emperor looked up to the sky and sighed: "As expected, you are indeed the granddaughter of Shan Ziye." He repeated again, "I am sorry for you."

At this time, Shuangwen suddenly had a thought, if it was not because of her background, she would not have come to Rongfu, met Jia Fang and Li Qingsong, maybe she was just an ordinary person in this life, married when she was old, and then fell in love with each other Husband and son, the double texts of "female Minggong" in this world will never appear again. It can be seen that encounters in life are wonderful after all. What she lost was given to her at the other end. A little make up.

"It's so far away," His Majesty the Emperor hurriedly brought the topic back like countless old people who have strayed away from the topic of chatting, "The special thing about this house is that it allows people to see things from the past, things from childhood, those things that are very precious The rare past, the things I miss so much... Not only can I see it, but others can also see it."

"This is impossible..." Shuangwen blurted out.

She brought someone to repair the house, why didn't she know about this kind of thing?

His Majesty the Emperor glanced at her, as if to say why this girl is so rare. "Think about it again, is there anything strange in this garden that you don't usually believe in, but you have to believe it when you see it with your own eyes?"

Shuangwen opened her cherry mouth slightly, at a loss as to how to answer.Having said that, she did remember that there are actually quite a lot of weirdness in this garden: let’s not talk about it in Daoxiang Village, in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, she can get the books she likes every time; Hengwu Garden The two flower gardens in the garden are contracted to raise seedlings of all the exotic flowers and plants in the entire garden...

In this way, in the "Nuanxiangwu" in front of you, what is impossible for people to see what His Majesty said?

Shuangwen immediately looked around, as if she wanted to verify this point, and seemed extremely curious. If this "Nuanxiangwu" is really so magical, then those memories, which appear in her dreams day and night, are sweeter than honey Childhood, those days with my parents...where will it be again.

But His Majesty the Emperor sat where he was, raised his head, and looked up at the whitewashed wall in front of him without moving.

Sitting opposite, Shuangwen quickly turned her head and looked to the side and rear, only to see that there was only a complete white powder wall behind her, empty.

"I'm ashamed to say that when I first met Xiaoyuan, she was still a little girl. I always thought, always thought... I always thought that she had something to belong to, and that she cared about others."

Shuangwen didn't know that this "other person" was waiting outside this house right now.

"Later, it was also here, in this Nuanxiangwu... She showed me her favorite memories, and it was only then that I realized that these memories, frame by frame, were all the time when I was with her ..."

The reason why this Nuanxiangwu is so important is that it is the place where His Majesty the Emperor and his beloved meet.

"At that time, I was already down and out, and I wasn't even an idle prince - I was a precarious prisoner, but what virtue and ability, worthy of the love of a beauty..."

As he spoke, His Majesty the Emperor once again fell into painful memories. He choked up and told Shuangwen all the unbearable past.

"I never blamed her for leaving, I thank her for not doing anything more heartless to me..."

"When I ordered your father to come here to take a portrait of Xiao Yuan, it happened not long after she gave birth to Fang'er..."

This time it was finally Shuangwen's turn to be surprised: Fang'er... So, Jia Fang is...

She had vaguely heard about Jia Fang's life experience, but she couldn't really connect Jia Fang with the "beauty" whose biological father was convicted.

"When I came to Nuanxiangwu back then, it was the first time I heard Xiaoyuan laughing happily. When I entered the garden, I realized that it was Xiaoyuan who saw your father's proudest and happiest memories in this room, and saw the young of you."

Shuangwen couldn't hold it back, and finally burst into tears again, but this time she was happy and proud; she never thought that her existence would give her father such joy and comfort.

"Yes, I was full of joy at that time, and I only thought that Xiao Yuan changed his mind and was willing to stay by my side for this child and live a good life."

"But she still can't let go..."

Being between His Majesty and King Qing, the blood relationship with the one he loves, Xiang Xiaoyuan couldn't take it anymore, and finally died of depression.

"At that time, your father's painting was not finished yet. I had no choice but to order him to continue painting. Although he did make a mistake and ruined the whole painting, this painting can be repainted Therefore, I ordered your father to draw a new draft, and I asked him to draw a perfect little garden for me, so that she would always be by my side, watching me, and accompanying my little garden..."

"But it is also here, in this Nuanxiangwu, when your father continued to complete the portrait, he revealed to others without hesitation that he had heard Xiaoyuan say that her The child is not in the palace, but is being fostered elsewhere."

"Maybe he was just being outspoken for a while, but at that time I understood it as a deliberate leak."

"At that time, I had just been restored not long ago, and my foundation in the court was not stable. I still had many political enemies. The little rumor that your father leaked was immediately taken advantage of by those who wanted to, and then the place where Fang'er was raised was taken advantage of by others. attack..."

Shuangwen thought blankly: Is this true?Jia Fang, the mentor and guide she trusted wholeheartedly, was almost killed, and it was because of her father...

"I'm naturally furious..." The next thing happened one after another, naturally.After Mei Ruohong's leak was verified, he was ordered to die by the emperor in a rage, implicating his father, wife and daughter, and the political opponents who attempted to murder Jia Fang were dug out by the emperor and mercilessly exterminated.

This story is far from what Shuangwen expected, and the person in front of her who claims to be "not a qualified emperor" is also a little bit far from the tyrant who caressing about human life in her mind.

But is this true?

Shuangwen's eyes were sore, he shook his head vigorously, and said loudly: "I don't believe it! You have no proof for what you say, you have to show evidence."

The old emperor smiled wryly: "I have never lied in my life, and you don't even believe me... This 'Nuanxiangwu' is indeed unique, but it doesn't always shine. Xiaoyuan can do it when he is around. It has left my sad place, and it has been abandoned ever since."

"Although the cultivation here is completed, Fang'er is not here. I really don't have any evidence to prove it... If you don't believe me, there is nothing I can do about it."

Who would have thought that while he was talking, he looked intently at the opposite flour wall: "Huh... Isn't this Mei Ruohong back then?"

At the same time, Shuangwen turned pale with shock. She raised her neck and looked at the wall behind the old emperor. She opened her eyes wide and opened her mouth, but she couldn't utter a word.

sky……

This is her memory!

The young court painter, Mrs. Mei who is a new mother, and beside Mrs. Mei, the two-year-old girl who is hugging her mother shyly and burying her face in her skirt—that is herself.

The little girl with two horns pierced on her head, whether she made a mistake or for some other reason, buried her face beside her mother, never refusing to raise her head.The young father squatted opposite her, with his right hand outstretched, holding a vivid doughnut in his hand.

There is such a picture on the whitewashed wall. It is fixed, like a "picture of carpe diem", but this picture is so real and vivid.

Shuangwen immediately turned over and stood up, eyes weeping.She almost wanted to reach out and touch it, as if she could touch it as soon as she reached out.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a little comfort in her heart. At that time, she and the family relationship at that time not only comforted Xiang Xiaoyuan who was in depression and pain, but also the proudest and most precious memory in his father's heart.

The old emperor thought a little further than she did.

He opened his mouth and asked loudly: "Old Dai, did Jia Fang go?"

"Let him in when we arrive!"