Tyrant's "stand-in" shadow guard

In April in the world, when the flowers are blinding the eyes and the grass is warm without horseshoes, the floating city of Baizhou Capital is dotted with fresh green light pink everywhere, making it a little more gentle and warm in the majestic and majestic.

At this time, noon had passed, and it was the time for the folks to make white apricot wine and make tea, and the city of Fujing was full of hustle and bustle.

There are scholars and talents, dressed in wide-sleeved light clothes, talking and arguing in the poetry hall, arguing endlessly, and their faces are red.

After everyone listened carefully, they found that they were talking about the defeat of Nanchu and the marriage to seek peace. They all shook their heads in no surprise, but were attracted by the novelty of the remarks, and stopped to listen.

I saw a poor family scholar with a wooden hairpin pulling his hair and said loudly: "Southern Chu is cunning, and it is clearly because of my Bai Zhou's friendship with that Zhuzi that after the defeat, it only used the three cities and land to lure our king to let the tiger go back to the mountain. , Now that the envoy submits the letter of surrender, but wants to redeem the three cities in the name of marriage, it is really nasty! Not to mention the royal family of the Hundred Zhou Dynasty, even I and other humble scholars will definitely not agree to the marriage!"

Without spending a single soldier, just relying on the words "You are the orphan of the Southern Chu royal family" during the war, they dug out a general who had not been seen in a hundred years, and caused his army to be shaken, and the general died in battle On the battlefield, now that they are defeated and surrendered, they wish to redeem the three cities through marriage!

"Yes! The general cannot die in vain, and the blood of tens of thousands of my soldiers cannot be shed in vain. Nan Chu wants to redeem the three cities, it is wishful thinking!"

All of a sudden, the scholars and talents in the poetry hall were filled with righteous indignation.

"You don't want to, you don't agree, is it useful?" Suddenly, a lazy voice came from above.

Everyone looked up, and saw a man in brocade clothes standing on the railing. The man was wearing a long purple robe, a golden veneer mask, and his black hair was untwisted. He was holding a wine bottle in one hand, staring at the finely carved patterns He casually said: "The great general died in battle, and the young general became the third prince of Southern Chu. If we don't get married, who will stop the army of Southern Chu? You? You? Or you?"

He stood there lazily, looking boneless, but for some reason, the person he pointed at felt cold on the soles of his feet, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

After the humble scholar came to his senses, his face flushed, and he stammered: "We are talking about marriage, what does it have to do with the army of Southern Chu? Moreover, Southern Chu is weak, and I have iron cavalry for a hundred weeks..."

Having said that, he thought of something, and suddenly stopped talking.

It is true that a hundred weeks of iron cavalry is invincible in the world, but now that the general died in battle, and the minor general "treasoned" and killed his father, who else can lead the iron cavalry?On the contrary, when the incident of the orphan of Southern Chu broke out, the enemy country added a rare general for no reason!

The corners of the man's lips curled up, and he mocked: "Who in the world today doesn't know the emperor's infatuation with Young General Song Qi? If there is a marriage, is it possible that there are other people besides the third prince of Nanchu? Victory, iron cavalry can't stop you." His voice lowered, but the ending sounded frivolous: "If we are married for a hundred weeks, continue to serve our dynasty, and continue the good story with the emperor, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

There was a moment of silence in the poetry hall.

Who is Song Qi?In addition to being the god of war who was undefeated for hundreds of weeks and the adopted son of a great general with great military exploits, he was also a man who was abolished by a tyrant and built a man's palace.

According to their style of a tyrant who once bloodbathed his entire family because the court officials opposed the abolition of the harem, it seems that it is not something worth hesitating to exchange the three cities that belonged to Southern Chu in exchange for his sweetheart?

However, the man of insight who was hidden in the dark shook his head. This time, the aloof and tyrannical emperor might not be able to fulfill his wish.

Even though after the death of the general, the tyrant led the imperial conquest and tried his best to turn the tide, and forced Southern Chu to let the three cities retreat, which is a testament to the talents of heaven, but now the queen mother has always been at odds with the tyrant in the ruling party, and she must strongly oppose the so-called "general king". A good story", and the faction of the royalist generals, because the general died in battle and the tyrant let the tiger go back to the mountain, they turned against each other. Memorials to denounce the tyrant and oppose the marriage must fly into the Mingxin Palace like snowflakes every day.

With the obstruction of various forces, the tyrant's love for breaking his sleeve is doomed to be fruitless.

Compared with the hustle and bustle here, in the southwest of Miyagi, the shadow guard camp belonging to Zhunti Palace was quiet, only the sound of fighting could be faintly heard.

On the martial arts training ground, the shadow guard wears gold-plated thin iron masks on seven faces, and his eyes are like squares. In the shadow guard's offensive, he quickly and powerfully blocks with one hand, spins his legs and kicks sideways, and easily pushes people back .

The short handles are connected, the thin lips under the mask are calm, and the black eyes are a color that is colder than the lip color, indifferent and ruthless.

The person on the other side was breathless for a moment, then withdrew his hand, held his numb arm behind his back, and said with emotion: "Ying Qi, it seems that your injury is almost healed."

The man's voice was a bit lively, which was rare in the cold shadow guard camp. He inserted the short blade into his waist casually, and sat casually on the field, looking up at the shadow who was quietly retracting the blade. seven.

I saw Ying Qiyi's neat black robes exclusive to the bodyguard, with the right lapel lapel collared to set off the slender neck, and the blue brocade corset to pinch out the slender and strong waist. There is no other decoration on the whole body, but just standing there quietly, It's hard to move your eyes away.

Different from the gloomyness and indifference of most shadow guards, Ying Qi has a kind of indifference and nobility similar to that of high-ranking nobles. They are obviously from Zhunti Palace, and they have received similar moves, but Ying Qi's moves are different from each other. Hao Ran is cold and cold, more like a military general of orthodox background.

Ying Liu looked at it for a while, then shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much, probably because he had been with the major general for a long time, and he also learned a little bit of demeanor from that elegant general.

He stood up, glanced at the mask on Ying Qi's face, and said, "How is the injury on the face? When the commander comes back tomorrow, he will take you to see His Majesty," he said in a low voice, "Your Majesty has recently been troubled by the marriage between Southern and Chu. , you must not make any mistakes again."

He had no contact with Ying Qi before. After all, the other party was sent by the emperor early in the morning to follow the Major General, and even a year ago, he followed the Major General to the battlefield. Unfortunately, what happened, the Major General... In that way, Shadow Seven also disappeared.

Everyone thought that the other party might have died on the battlefield, but half a month later, Ying Qi, who was seriously injured and suffering from soul-leaving disease, appeared in chaos in Fujing City. It took a life.

Because Yingqi suffers from the disease of leaving the soul, he forgets all his past and leaves a blank sheet of paper, but the commander Xiyingqi is skilled in martial arts, and he couldn't bear to destroy the other party, so he sent him to guide and help.

Hearing his question, Ying Qi subconsciously touched the mask on his face, his eyes flickered slightly: "It will be fine in three to five days." His voice was a little hoarse, as if he had been hurt by the fire.

Ying Six frowned. He was serving in the Emperor's Palace, Huang Ji Hall. Together with Ying One to Ying Five, he was on duty in turn. He was the person closest to the Emperor except for the deputy commander who had served the Emperor. He said: "You were ordered to protect the emperor before." "Major General," paused, then changed his words, "Protect that man, although something unexpected happened, but it is a fact that the protector is not good. Your Majesty does not care about rules and regulations, and he hates the act of selling misery to get rid of responsibility. You go with your wounds and say You may be punished instead.”

"Besides, you are now suffering from the disease of leaving the soul, and you don't know the past. Your Majesty asks the Major General, how should you answer?"

His Majesty cares most about Major General Song Qi, but the other party has become the third prince of Southern Chu, and his lovesickness is hard to explain. Ying Qi was the person who was closest to Major General before the incident. It can be imagined that when His Majesty sees him, he will definitely ask for help. Interrogate the major general.

After a short meal, Ying Qi easily dug out the whole story of Nan Chu's marriage to seek peace from his short memory.This was the topic he heard the most after waking up from amnesia. People were talking about it every day inside and outside of Miyagi, and it became very popular at one time.

They are also very aware of the importance of the major general to their emperor.

But there was no memory about the major general in his mind, everything else was blank. Thinking of this, Ying Qi frowned a little annoyed.

Ying Liu looked at Ying Qi, and saw that the other party was leaning against the tree stump in the martial arts field, with a thin and slender figure, his light-colored thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were lowered silently, as if he was saddened by this, he hesitated for a moment, and blurted out: " Why don't you bring back some folk tales when I leave the palace?"

Ying Qi raised his head, his dark eyes were filled with confusion.

Half a day later, in the Yingwei barracks, Ying Liu found him and pulled him into his room.

Ying Qi quietly watched him close the door, took out something from the inner bunk, and handed it to him: "This is the new "Huangfeng Collection" released by the Chongwen Museum. If you ask about it, you should study the words and deeds of serving the emperor with a green heart and answer, and you should not go wrong."

A thin paper book was stuffed into Ying Qi's hands. He lowered his head and looked at the two men hugging each other on the cover, his slender hands seemed to tremble.

He hesitated to touch the face of one of the handsome men with his fingers, and curled up again.

Ying Liu noticed: "What's the problem?"

Ying Qi hesitated for a while, then pointed at the man with affectionate eyebrows, and said: "...it seems familiar."

Ying Liu's eyes immediately became vigilant, staring at him closely: "Where?"

Ying Qiwei closed her eyes and tried hard to recall, but a scarlet sting came from her mind, so she had to shake her head.

Ying Liu breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, the owner of the Chongwen Museum said that the characters have been changed beyond recognition, and it is absolutely impossible for people to recognize them!"

But he still tore off the cover, and then handed it to Ying Qi again, as if entrusting the rest of his life, he said deeply: "Ying Qi, I risked beheading this episode to lend you, you must keep it safe , Return it to me immediately after reading it."

Shadow Seven... could only nod.

Later he discovered that what Ying Liu said was all the truth. This booklet... Even if he lost his memory, based on the various rumors he heard in the palace these days, he can clearly see that the stories in it are clearly copied from the emperor. The love entanglement with that major general.

Male fashion prevailed in a hundred weeks, and speech was unprecedentedly free. People talked about the royal family and aristocrats without concealing them. Therefore, the news about the orphan of the major general Nanchu spread, and all kinds of opinions flourished. "Treason" harmed the father, and there are also romantic talents and beauties in Chuguan who fancy the love of the general and king in the deep palace, portray and fabricate him, and discuss each other in private.

But Ying Qiwan did not expect that there would be such a bold person who would actually write the story of the two on paper and sell it privately!

In the back garden of Zhunti Palace, in a no-man's land, Ying Qi sat cross-legged on a tall tree, with a thin open book between his legs, he flipped a page at random, his eyes twitched, his eyelids twitched, this book , It even comes with a male palace map!

He hastily closed it, not wanting to look further.

Unexpectedly, during the large movement, the wound was involved, and his figure couldn't help shaking. He quickly grabbed the branch in front of him, but before he could sit still, he suddenly heard a vague human voice coming from under the tree.

With a shake of his hand, Bo Chuan dropped his hand and fell straight to the tree, under one person's feet.

Ying Qi was stunned for a moment, then turned over immediately, bent one knee, and knelt on the ground.

Zhunti Palace is the place where future shadow guards will be screened, and no one is allowed to enter without the emperor's permission.

Those who can come here at this moment are either those who have won the emperor's waist card, or...

In the silence, Ying Qi lowered his head respectfully and tremblingly, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the man's slender jade-like hand picking up the thin booklet under his feet.

The sound of paper rubbing against each other came, and Ying Qi blinked her eyelashes for a few moments in a panic.

"Raise your head." A young yet majestic voice sounded.

Ying Qi's heart beat wildly for a few beats, as if being slowed down by the other party's voice, he raised his head inch by inch, and when he saw the waist card on that person's body, his heart suddenly fell into an ice cellar.

What came into my eyes was an extremely handsome face, arrogant, dignified, and careless, but the sharpness and deepness in his eyes made people feel dangerous intuitively.

Ying Qi knelt down, being caught by those eyes, he had the illusion that he had entered the hinterland of the ferocious beast.

He quickly lowered his head, his voice hoarse and hoarse: "Ying Qi apologizes to Your Majesty."

The surrounding area was silent for a long time, so long that Ying Qi felt that he was kneeling in an empty place.

"What's your name?" Then, he heard the emperor ask him.

"Shadow Seven." He repeated.Ying Liu told him that everyone who becomes a shadow guard should abandon the past, name it with a name, and establish the world with a shadow.

The past is not important.

"Shadow Seven," seemed to have finally thought of him, his majestic voice paused, became softer and softer, and he gritted his teeth, "The shadow guard beside him."

Soon realizing who the "he" the emperor was talking about, Ying Qi didn't dare to answer.

Suddenly, his wrist was tightly grasped, and a cool body was close to his chest, taking away his body temperature. One hand opened and gently covered his mask, accompanied by the young emperor. Whispering in the ear: "I haven't seen you for a year, why do I feel that your figure looks more and more like your master?"

Ying Qi opened his eyes slightly, and his mind was completely on the big hand covering his mask: "Your face is not healed yet, Your Majesty..."

The hand stopped, and suddenly, he was let go, and his hand was propped on the ground, his wrist was red.

Little did he know that the fingertips of the standing people were also trembling.

"If you want to read miscellaneous books, it will make you too leisurely. Come to Huangji Palace to read some other day!"

The sound of footsteps walked away, Ying Qi touched the unrevealed mask, and glanced not far away, on the opened thin book, there was an exquisite picture of a man in a bath.

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