The first favorite of rebirth

The moon and stars were sparse, and the singing and dancing in Huai Wang's Mansion still did not stop. A carriage traveled south along the path, heading straight towards Yunnan.

Pei Jiqing still feels a little guilty, because he pretends to be the Supreme Emperor in his heart, and there is really no way to explain this reason to Jue Yun, just like Fu Congjin is sorry for the Supreme Emperor no matter what the reason is, and the Supreme Emperor is sorry for everyone's surprise no matter what the reason is Concubine Ming was born in a foreign race, so she must dare to love and hate, unlike the Han people who have countless considerations and difficulties in everything they do. Jue Yun grew up beside her, so naturally he would not understand the Supreme Emperor, and would only be like everyone else. In general, I think he is a complete coward.

During these few days' journey, Fu Congsi's words from that day still echoed in his ears, the Supreme Emperor is going to die.

It was still late at night, and Pei Jiqing was sitting in the narrow carriage, holding a soft pillow tightly with his hands. It must have been too long since he regained his life, and perhaps he hadn't really felt the rot and fear of death for a long time. Lu, actually felt very tired all over.Not only that, in the past when he left Jueyun, his heart would never feel empty like today. Without Jueyun by his side, he had to suppress bandits, deal with King Huai, and even guard against the deputy general Wang Yue. In just a few days, the child was surrounded by enemies.

"you're uncomfortable?"

The carriage gradually stopped, and Fu Congsi, who was sitting beside him, turned around and patted Pei Jiqing on the shoulder, "This is it, you go to General Zhao's mansion to sleep, and I'll go and talk to him."

Pei Jiqing said in a low voice, "It's okay", but her footsteps when she got off the carriage were a little flimsy, she squinted her eyes and leaned forward, Fu Congsi quickly stepped forward to give her a hand.

Pei Jiqing looked very thin, his collar was slightly opened due to the bumps of the road, revealing a bony collarbone, and there were still some ambiguous marks on his snow-white skin.Fu Congsi wanted to support him all the time, but when he saw such a charming scene, he reluctantly withdrew the hand he stretched out.

Pei Jiqing hurriedly straightened his collar, his face was a little red, if Xiao Wansheng saw it, he would laugh at him loudly, and he didn't care, but Fu Congsi was not married, he must be a gentleman who has read poetry and books on weekdays. After hiding for a while, I felt that I was not a good person, as if I had spoiled a child.

Fu Congsi probably also felt that his dodging was inappropriate, so he quickly changed the subject, "I never expected that you could make such a thing in three days."

Pei Jiqing was taken aback for a moment, and just when he was trying to find a reason to answer, two family members came out of the General's Mansion, they stopped talking and entered the General's Mansion together.Zhao Deqin's house is simple and simple, and the halls are decorated with swords, guns, swords and halberds, which is many times worse than King Huai's mansion.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Pei Jiqing quickly pulled out the Son of Heaven Sword from his waist and put it on the table. The red candlelight neutralized its own faint green light, and the Ye Mingzhu actually emitted an orange-yellow faint light—the light was free of impurities. Illuminate the engraving of the dragon tail behind it together, and each scale of the dragon's body becomes shiny, as if jumping out of the water, about to hover above the nine heavens.

Objects have a special meaning, and they seem to have a soul slowly. Although the Tianzi Sword has been passed down for thousands of years, the light engravings have not faded.Fu Congsi's gaze was firmly locked on it, and an extremely surprised expression appeared on the young face. He held the sword in his hand and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly raised the sword and broke through the door. It split in two with a bang.

Fu Congsi waved his hand and retracted the sword, his white and wide sleeves filled the night wind, Zhao Deqin no longer had the slightest suspicion, he took half a step back and slowly knelt on the ground.

Fu Congsi handed the sword to Pei Jiqing to put it away, and he helped Zhao Deqin up. The high-spirited general in the past had grown gray hair, and he took a half step back, "The old prince is the pillar of the country, the last general should not be suspicious of the young prince, the emperor The sword is here, whenever the little prince wants me to send troops, I will go."

"Your previous suspicion is very reasonable, after all, I'm pretending to cooperate with King Huai." Fu Congsi said in a low voice, "General, let's start mobilizing troops now, we've been away for a few days, there should be movement in Mingzhou soon. "

"Ling Jueyun was also raised by me. That child can endure hardships and stand hard work at the age of twelve or thirteen. I thought he was a pillar of the country, but now he is Fu Congjin's subordinate." Zhao Deqin clenched his fists tightly, "Long time no see Xia General, I don’t know how sad General Xia is when he knows this! I don’t think we can act on our own, it’s hard to deal with Ying Jueyun, we have to wait until the situation is clear over there, and we are attacking from his weak position.”

Pei Jiqing frowned slightly: "General Zhao, Fu Congjin also has soldiers and horses in his hands. The last thing he fears is procrastination. We can't wait any longer."

"I am a general, am I not as good as you?" Zhao Deqin glanced at him, "I forgot to ask just now, who are you?"

Zhao Deqin's thoughts are certainly reasonable, but that is because he doesn't know Jue Yun's identity. Judging from the current situation, he has never met Rong Luan, and he probably forgot that he had seen Jue Yun when he was in Mobei.

Now that Jueyun is not around, and Zhao Deqin and Fu Congsi don't know Concubine Ming, Pei Jiqing began to hesitate, whether to tell the story about Jueyun, he turned to look at Fu Congsi, Fu Congsi stood in front of him, as if he was ready to defend himself, since this He is the son of King Shou and has been assisting the Supreme Emperor, Pei Jiqing gritted his teeth and decided to trust him.

"Actually, I have something that I have kept from you all the time." Pei Jiqing smiled slightly, but felt much more relaxed, "Little prince, didn't you just ask, how can I make the Son of Heaven sword in three days?"

"Made it?!" Zhao Deqin suddenly took half a step back, even knocking over the teacup on the table, "Your sword... little prince, this..."

Fu Congsi was at a loss for a while, not knowing why Pei Jiqing would be like this, Pei Jiqing smiled and cupped his hands, "Of course it is the real Tianzi sword, the little prince couldn't find the Tianzi sword, so he asked me to make a fake one to lure the general to send troops , but this is indeed the Emperor's Sword, the one that the Supreme Emperor asked the little prince to bring out of the palace."

"Little prince?" Fu Congsi lowered his head and thought for a moment, his face suddenly turned pale, "You mean, Ling Jueyun is..."

Pei Jiqing nodded, "Exactly."

The night wind suddenly swept into the room and blew out the faltering candles, leaving only the luminous pearls shining like stars and moons. The two soldiers quickly walked into the courtyard, knelt outside the room and said, "General, the soldiers of Prince Huai's residence are ready to enter. In Mingzhou City, General Lang has been defeated one after another, and he is retreating to the north."

Zhao Deqin stared at Pei Jiqing closely, with a look of shock on his face.

"I called Ling Jueyun to pretend to be defeated. The purpose is to wait for the general to reconcile. I really dare not reveal this secret until the last moment." Pei Jiqing raised his clothes and knelt on the ground, sincerely raised his head, "My lord It was only after a narrow escape with the little prince that they came to this point, and General Wan Wang dispatched troops to kill and retreat the rebellious king Fu Congjin!"

"Order troops with me, enter Lingnan tonight, and meet with the soldiers of Prince Huai's Mansion first." The soldier immediately took the order and left, and Zhao Deqin turned on the lamp tremblingly, "Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

"No." Pei Jiqing shook her head, finally able to spit out the achievements that had been hidden for many years, "After Fu Congjin raised his army, Pei Jiqing knew that he would die, so he asked Concubine Ming to send the little prince away, and my father also knew about it. Xia Chengxi once I have a relationship with Concubine Ming for several times. Concubine Ming is alone in the Central Plains and no one trusts her, so she entrusts the little prince to General Xia. I was burdened with thousands of rumors, but I survived being poked at the spine. The purpose is to raise him as an adult , Lang Jueyun is Fu Yunjue, I changed his name for him, if you don't believe me, General Xia, you can ask General Xia for confirmation."

Fu Congsi and Zhao Deqin looked at each other, the evidence was too conclusive, they obviously believed Pei Jiqing's words, Fu Congsi was silent for a moment, and asked: "Fu Congjin...why did you have to kill Pei Jiqing?"

Pei Jiqing knew that they must have many questions, but she didn't expect this to be the first one.

"Rong Ting once won three yuan in a row, and he is the number one scholar in the world. If he is willing to bow his head to Fu Congjin, the officials in the court will also gather to respond." Pei Jiqing thought for a long time, bowed his head and smiled bitterly, "Fu Congjin always felt that Pei Jiqing betrayed him , so even if Pei Jiqing bowed his head, he would not be able to hold his hands high, it would be better to die with integrity...Anyway, the regent raised his troops for the side of the Qing emperor, and if the disaster is dead, he will have no reason to kill the Supreme Emperor."

Fu Congsi lowered his head to think, as if he still had questions to ask.

"After I talk about these things later, I know that that kid will definitely not be with Fu Congjin!" Zhao Deqin interrupted them, suddenly smiled, and reached out to pat Pei Jiqing on the shoulder, "Tonight we will go to Mingzhou, and we will go to Mingzhou first. Get rid of King Huai, and then go to the capital, let Fu Congjin see if he is the only one in the world who will force the palace!"

"Before the situation becomes clear, we still need King Huai as a scapegoat, and we can't expose Jue Yun's identity. We have to prepare a way out for ourselves." Pei Jiqing said in a low voice: "The most urgent thing at the moment is to spread the news that we have With the little prince and the Tianzi sword, this is the clear proof that Fu Congjin forced the palace to rebel."

"But no one knows about the little prince, and I only know about it from the little prince." Zhao Deqin suddenly thought of something, "Let's release the news, I wonder if people in the world will believe it?"

"It doesn't matter whether people in the world believe it or not?" Pei Jiqing lowered his head and drank a cup of tea, "When we gain the upper hand, we will have to believe it. I did this only to disturb Fu Congjin's will. Even if the subordinates do nothing , he always feels betrayed, let alone let go of a prince under his nose."

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However, within three days, the news that the little prince was exiled among the people had spread to the capital.Late at night in the palace, Fu Congjin stood alone under the palace wall, looking up at the cold moon in the sky, he sighed rarely, and raised his hand to rub his temples.

This low palace was where his mother used to live. Fu Congjin put his hand down, and only then did he realize that his cuff embroidered with silver dragon shadow pattern was stained with white hair.

"My lord?"

A gentle voice resounded in the night, and when Fu Congjin turned his head, a gentle smile appeared on his face. Behind him stood a palace maid with flowers on her head, she looked only in her early sixteens.

"My maidservant Wan Qing." The court lady blessed her body, "The emperor invites you to go there, but you can't wait for a long time, so I sent my maidservant out to look for it."

"You are Wan Qing?" Fu Congjin sized her up for a while, but he didn't expect that someone would come here to look for him, "She really is a beauty, so gentle, no wonder my nephew is tempted."

"My lord was joking." Wan Qing just bowed her head in salute, but there was no look of fear on her face, neither affirming nor denying, "The emperor loves me, and this servant is overjoyed."

"Prince Huai is in trouble, and this king has to deal with military affairs every day, but I haven't seen the emperor for a long time." Fu Congjin was willing to talk to her, "What does the emperor do on weekdays besides going to court."

"The emperor is usually obsessed with drinking tea, and he asked his servants to sort out some of them and prepare to send them to the prince. They are all high-quality products in the south of the Yangtze River. The white dew tea just produced recently is thicker and sweeter than summer tea." Wan Qing said in detail, Fu Congjin Also smiled at ease, while talking, the two had arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation where the emperor lived.

There was a scent of tea in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, pushed by the summer evening wind, which made people feel refreshed. Fu Congjin knocked on the door frame and said in a low voice: "The emperor is really elegant."

"Uncle Emperor!" The little emperor Fu Yunhui approached around the screen. He was in his 20s and stood there in a blue-gray casual dress. He was more and more similar to Fu Congling in the past. I called Uncle Huang, why did I arrive only now?"

"Turning around in the palace." Fu Congjin replied calmly, "I went to the place where I lived when I was a child, and remembered a lot of past events, why? The emperor called the minister here just to drink tea?"

"I have good tea. Does it make sense not to be called Uncle Emperor?" Fu Yunhui smiled unnaturally, his eyes were always busy. He picked up the teacup with a wooden clip and picked up the teapot with his left hand to rinse, "Autumn is coming, August [-] Fifth is the time for reunion, Uncle Emperor..."

"The emperor has something to mention, why don't you just say it?" Fu Yunhui washed the tea set, and Fu Congjin took over and arranged it one by one, "This king watched the emperor grow up, so what's the point?"

"Then I..." Fu Yunhui gritted his teeth, seemingly struggling for a long time, "On the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night, the empress wanted to go home to visit her relatives, but Lin Shangshu was just punished by you, and the empress also restrained her feet, so she asked me to come and mention it. Can you accept such a great kindness..."

"The Lin family?" Fu Congjin poured tea with a sneer, "The Lin family wants too much kindness, and the emperor takes care of everything every day. How could the emperor ask for such a private matter? Forget it, it's just a family visit. The emperor can prepare it."

Fu Yunhui sighed deeply as if he was relieved, and the two drank some tea again. Fu Congjin got up and prepared to go back to the mansion. When he was parting, he turned back and asked: "The queen often talks about the previous dynasty with you?"

Fu Yunhui didn't speak, he seemed to be in a dilemma, Fu Congjin patted him on the shoulder, then turned and left.

After Fu Congjin left, Fu Yunhui sighed lowly, and when he raised his head again, there was only a deep smile on his face.