Qi Yue Wuyi

"I just thought it wouldn't work at all. Even if he could escape Long Lieyang's eyeliner, how could he accept it?" Xiaoyao Chongyang shook his head with a smile, Xiaoyao Lin Yi picked up the wine cup on the table and drank it down: " Now is not the time for you to gloat, I came to you to find a way, and I don't want things to end up in this way."

"Is there any way? It just happened that Yanbai had a problem at this time. Hey, who would have thought that they still had such a hole card in their hands." Xiaoyao Chongyang said, "What can I do? It’s easy to say, but Yan Bai’s death is a huge blow to him now, it’s not easy for him to survive until now, and if there are other things to stimulate, how do you let him survive?”

"I'm really not reconciled. We spent so much effort, but in the end... we still lost to that guy Long Lieyang." Xiaoyao Linyi said through gritted teeth, "It is said that a tiger's venom does not eat its eggs, but who knew Yan Xiao Qian, this woman..."

"Yan Xiaoqian only cares about her own convenience. She thinks that as long as she recognizes Yan Bai, Yan Bai will serve her. Yan Bai ruined too many of her plans, and she is too eager to eliminate Yan Bai." Xiaoyao Chongyang said , "So anxious that even the nature of being a mother can be ignored."

"A terrible woman, a terrible Long Lieyang." Xiaoyao Lin Yi clenched his fists, "Then what shall we do?"

"There are still three vassal kings alive, right? The Xiongnu side... I remember last time, it was just a little beating." Xiaoyao Chongyang said, "Let's think about it... Sure enough, this kind of thing is too obvious. It will be discovered, and we have to think of other ways."

"It's just that we don't have any suitable candidates in our hands now. Your habit of throwing one at a time is really..."

"Hehe." Xiaoyao Chongyang smiled, "Do you think Long Lieyang trusts others so easily? He doesn't even trust himself. Even if the matter is understood, he will still send people to investigate endlessly, so even if it is an important pawn , You have to throw it when it's time to throw it."

"I can't, I'll go..."

"No need, we don't only have such short-lived chess pieces in our hands." Xiaoyao Chongyang smiled, "I have already made arrangements, you just need to adapt to the situation, we just need to wait for this period of time, and when Nanfeng recovers, everything It's all easy to handle."

"How long can that be delayed?"

"The longer the better, I believe in Nanfeng, and Yan Bai is not a person who will give up halfway, otherwise Yan Xuechang would not have chosen him to do this." Xiaoyao Chongyang sighed, "I really didn't expect Ah, I will become my brother's enemy one day."

"Then I'll go get ready." Xiaoyao Lin Yi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you want to change places? I'm afraid here..."

"Is there any place in the world that is safe?" Xiaoyao Chongyang smiled, "Perhaps the safest place is under his nose."

"Understood." Xiaoyao Lin Yi got up and walked to the door, he stopped before opening the door, and asked, "Is it the same when you learned the truth?"

"I..." Xiaoyao Chongyang smiled, glanced at him, and smiled again. Xiaoyao Lin Yi didn't ask any more questions, but pushed the door and went out. Xiaoyao Chongyang watched him go out and sighed: "It's two These two different things are so exquisitely crafted, and who can tell which one is the real one and which one is the fake?" He sat down on the chair, his tired look made him look much older, and he stared at the tea. After a long time, he finally sighed: "Brother."

The sun fell on the hair of the boy who was writing on the snow in the yard. Long Liehe couldn't tell whether he liked the snowy weather or not. He rubbed his hands, his fingers were numb from the cold and he lost consciousness. He put his hand to his mouth and took a deep breath, nestled in his arms and slowly warmed up.

The crooked characters on the snow looked like some kind of reptiles, and now they were beginning to take shape. Long Liehe looked at his hands, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and showed embarrassment at the words on it, he sighed , shaking the wooden stick wildly, drawing a mess on the snow as flat as rice paper, he buried his hands between his arms.

Others said he was a lucky boy, but Long Liehe never knew whether he was lucky or not, at best he just lived a better life than others.If it weren't for Long Lieyang's insistence on adopting him and treating him well, how could he live such a life full of food and clothing?But is this really a good idea?Long Liehe didn't know that he was like a dog in front of Long Lieyang, he was fed when he was happy, and kicked when he was unhappy, but when he was a child, he was still happy a lot.

As he grew older, Long Liehe's intelligence gradually became apparent. Long Lieyang began to let him read a lot of books, shutting him up in the room all day long to read and practice calligraphy. At that time, he was only 12 years old. In order not to be discovered, he had to write with his left hand. His left hand can write dozens of different handwritings. He can write famous people of all dynasties, senior officials in the court, and relatives of the emperor.Three years ago, on his father's [-]th birthday, he copied the Heart Sutra a thousand times in Long Lieyang's handwriting and gave it to his father, which made the dragon's heart happy. Long Liehe always felt that this was his only usefulness.

Afterwards, he began to write letters and memorials according to Long Lieyang's wishes, from the emperor's relatives to the common people. As long as Long Lieyang wanted to kill people, there would always be no lack of ironclad evidence. Long Liehe began to hate his hand. , It was his handwriting that sent countless people to the prison and never came out again.But that's what Long Lieyang meant, as long as it can make Long Lieyang happy, other things are not important, because Long Lieyang can live to this day.

But this time...it is the emperor's favorite prince, Long Liefeng.

Long Liehe looked at the letter in his hand. He was not familiar with Long Liefeng, but everyone he knew said that Long Liefeng was a malleable talent. To be honest, they took classes together, and Long Liefeng was always in the first row. Next to Yang, Long Liehe always shrinks in the last row. His impression of this person is that he is very far-sighted. His views and his gentleness and peace always make Long Liehe admire him.

To be honest, there is no need for Long Lieyang to frame him, at least there is no need to use this method in such a hurry, because he is the eldest son, and Long Liefeng was originally a child of a concubine, but a few days ago, an expert came, I heard that they are the descendants of the national teacher, wearing a strange iron mask, the father was very happy to let him see the two children, the man looked at it once, pointed to Long Liefeng and said: "He was originally ordered by the emperor. However, only half of fate."

He remembered the very strange look in his father's eyes, and then the expert left without even looking at Long Lieyang. At that time, Long Liehe realized that Long Lieyang had been jealous of Long Liefeng, because Long Liefeng Everything is better than him.Long Liehe took a deep breath, and put the letter paper in his arms. Practicing this kind of skill with paper will leave a handle, so he always practiced on the ground. From today's perspective, that's it.

Long Liehe stood up, feeling that his legs were numb. He walked out slowly while leaning on the wall, and bumped into a person head-on. Long Liehe staggered and fell backwards, but he did not fall to the ground. He was pulled Living.The person holding him back was the current crown prince, Long Liefeng. He smiled and brushed the hem of Fulong Liehe's clothes, and asked, "Did you fall?"

"No, no." Long Liehe lowered his head guiltyly, he still had Long Liefeng's letter in his arms, "That, that, big brother..."

"Why are your hands so cold? What did the people below do? They don't know how to give you a copper stove in such a cold day?" Long Liefeng grabbed his hands and rubbed them slowly, Long Liehe tried to pull them back : "I, I have..." It's just that I can't hold it when practicing calligraphy. He took out the copper stove with his right hand, "I can cover it myself..."

"Your hands are clogged with qi and blood. If you don't rub them well, you're going to get chilblains." Long Liefeng glanced at him, then at the sudden mess on the clean snow blanket and the wooden sticks falling beside him, Long Liehe He felt terrified, wouldn't he find out... In that case, he would die a miserable death. He suddenly remembered the scene of Long Lieyang punishing his subordinates. The howls and blood of those people seemed to be right in front of him.

"Liehe, Liehe?"

"what?"

"It's cold, go back early." Long Liefeng let go of his hand and sighed, "Don't do this kind of thing again."

Long Liehe watched him leave, squeezed his left hand tightly, fearing that the little bit of poor temperature would be lost just like that, he watched Long Liefeng leave in a daze, did he know?Or... don't know anything?

Gao Ren has lived here for a few days, and is leaving today. The emperor called all his sons to the hall, and wanted Gao Ren to tell their fortunes. Long Liehe is also counted as one of the sons. People are still optimistic about Long Liefeng, but they still regret that he only has half of his fate.He passed by Long Lieyang, seemed to have stopped, but walked over without looking at him, at this moment the emperor stopped him: "Master, this is my fourth son Long Lieyang, why didn't you show him? "

The expert didn't speak, stopped in front of the fifth prince, sized him up, and walked over, the sixth prince, the seventh prince, the eighth prince... He seemed to be unable to see them all, and now the emperor couldn't help but speak: " Master, why do you turn a blind eye to them all?"

"You, what's your name?" The expert suddenly asked, Long Liehe was taken aback, and then realized that the other party stopped in front of him, he hurriedly said: "I, my name is Long Liehe."

"Long Liehe?" The other party seemed to smile, "Good name." After he finished speaking, he left straight away. At this time, Long Lieyang finally couldn't bear it and said: "Stop pretending to be a ghost here! Father asked you to give us Fortune-telling, you are so perfunctory! Do you know that this is a crime of deceiving the emperor!"

"The emperor only asked me to tell his son's fortune, others have nothing to do with me." Without turning his head, Long Lieyang asked angrily: "Joke, I am the queen's son, and you actually said that I am not the son of the emperor? "

"You are his son, but I still have a rule here, I only count people's lives." After he finished speaking, he went out, letting Long Lieyang get angry there, Long Liehe chased him out, and chased him all the way to the main hall In addition, the steps were too slippery, he fell down and rolled down, and his whole body hurt from falling down more than ten steps.

Immediately he saw a robe foot, that person was standing in front of him, probably waiting for him, Long Liehe got up and asked: "Master, what do you mean?"

"What?"

"Why don't you tell fourth brother's fortune?"

"I only tell fortunes to people. He can no longer be called a human being." The expert smiled.

Long Liehe scratched his head: "Why can't he be called a human?"

"Do you know what a person is?"

Long Liehe thought for a while: "Everyone like you and me is human."

"No, people like you and me are not necessarily human beings. People have something different from everything in the world, and people can't bear it."

"Can't bear it? What is that?"

"You'll know when you grow up." He continued to walk forward, but Long Liehe stopped him again.

"Your name is Long Liehe?" He asked again, Long Liehe nodded, and the other party took off the iron mask. The iron mask with strange patterns engraved on it revealed a beautiful face with very fair skin. After looking at him carefully, he realized that the white hair in his hair was white hair, not Luoxue.

"Then, that... What do you mean that elder brother only has half the fate of the emperor? Can he not be the emperor? Or..."

"There is no fate."

"How could this be? Will he die?" Long Liehe asked.

"You know this matter best."

"I..." Long Liehe clenched his lips. That's right. Long Liehe knows best what will happen to Long Liefeng. He wrote the evidence with his own hands. He has the evidence, "I don't know...I...don't want to... "Long Lieyang has kindness to him, but that kindness has nothing to do with the world: "I don't know, the eldest brother is more suitable, but...but the fourth brother saved me...I...I don't know what to do..."

"Since you already have the answer in your heart, why bother to ask me?"

"I don't know...whether it's right or wrong..."

The man sighed, put a jade tablet in his hand, and put his fingers together: "The fate of the world depends on your thought."

"What is this?" Long Liehe asked curiously.

"Keep it well." The man put on the mask again, "Remember, my name is Yan Xuechang, and you will have the answer when I die."