Immediately after the death of the master

Whether or not there is a chance to come back is still a question.

The wheels of the carriage spun and stopped for a while at the gate of the city, but there was nothing strange on our carriage, and the soldiers guarding the gate didn't know me as a prisoner, so they didn't make things difficult for us and let us go out of the city.

When he was a few miles away from the capital, Xu Yuque suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body went limp.

It was only then that I discovered that Xu Yuque had been in a tense state before, and I stepped forward to help him up, only to find that his back was covered in cold sweat.

"All right."

Xu Yuque took advantage of his strength to sit upright, he eased his pale face, and continued to speak.

"Now, we can talk about another thing."

What could be greater than the master's rebellion?

I am puzzled.

65,

Seeing the confusion on my idiot's face, Xu Yuque rarely taunted me, he leaned against me, and after he took a breath, he was able to speak fully.

"Not only you are surprised, but I am also surprised," Xu Yuque recounted what happened today, "I woke up this morning, and I was about to change clothes, but I saw a man in black robe standing beside the bed. Extremely neat, shut my mouth before I could shout."

"Who is that person?" I asked with dignity, but I already had the answer in my heart.

"It's Ji Qinghe, the fourth son of the Ji family." Xu Yuque is a scholar after all, and he was still a little scared when he faced the unreasonable martial artist. "He asked me to find a simple carriage and park it in the prison after this evening. At the gate, I will take you out of the city to find the Eighth Prince, and don't go back to Beijing."

"If I don't understand the situation, I won't agree to other people's request even if I put a knife on my neck. Later, Ji Qinghe was forced to helpless by me, so he vaguely revealed some news——"

"Tonight, when the emperor's 60th birthday banquet begins, the emperor will die."

Hearing this, my heart almost stopped suddenly from fright.

Before the emperor's birthday banquet, the fireworks will be set off first, and the fireworks will be set off in the imperial city on time at the time of Xu, but now it is the third quarter of the unitary hour...

In other words, the banquet is about to begin.

The assassination is about to kick off.

I immediately pushed Xu Yuque away, got out of the carriage, searched around, chose a higher hillside, and went straight there.

"Hey, wait, your injury!"

Xu Yuque shouted behind me, seeing that I didn't intend to stop, he asked the coachman to stop the carriage and followed.

The highland I chose is not high, and I can only vaguely see the shadow of the imperial city, but now that time is running out, there is no better choice.

I stood still on the high ground, frowning and staring at the direction of the imperial city. It didn't take long for Xu Yuque to stop beside me panting. Before he could catch his breath, he was in the direction of the imperial city.

The first firework has been lit!

When that firework blooms to the fullest but before it withers, the second firework follows closely, and in an instant, thousands of firework bloom together, reflecting the dark night like day.

The colorful colors are far away from the land, and the bright lights are far away from the sky. 2

The bustling lights in the capital stretch continuously in the streets and alleys, and it seems to cut the earth into pieces from the outside of the city, while the fireworks rising from the imperial city are colorful, dotted between the sky and the earth, rising, blooming, extinguishing, It's like stars falling from the sky, turning the sky into fire and falling to the imperial city.

This is the weather of a prosperous age, and this is the prologue of a troubled world.

Then, after this short period of prosperity, I witnessed a big fire ignited in the imperial city. The flame started from a weak flame and gradually engulfed the surrounding area. Finally, it finally melted the sky near the imperial city the crimson of fire.

This is the same fire as seven years ago.

This is the master's revenge seven years late.

Everything is irreversible, and I have come to this point after all. I close my eyes, and I seem to be able to hear the terrified cries of the maids and servants in the imperial city, and I can see the fear on their faces, and I can see the scarlet blood flowing on every corner of the bluestone floor tiles. A gap.

Pity.

Finally got to this point.

Flesh and blood, father and son kill each other.

The most brutal civil war is about to break out.

There is no turning back.

66,

I took half a step back, feeling that the guilt on my back was [-] times heavier.I groped for Xu Yuque's hand, relying on his body, I was able to barely stand.

"Is it worth it?" The flames from the distant sky reflected in Xu Yuque's eyes, his expression was extremely unbearable, "Is it worth it?"

he ask me.

"Ha..." I held his hand tightly, and every word I uttered was like a knife cutting my throat, "Who the hell would know about this kind of thing?" ..."

Who the hell will know.

Even if I already knew that the master would be forced to rebel.

But I wouldn't even think about it.

The master would actually do something to his father.

67,

After following the master for so many years, I know the status of the old emperor in the master's heart.If the master's affection for the old prince is admiration and unattainable, then his affection for the old emperor is love, and he can't help being coquettish and intimate.

Master, he really regarded the old emperor as his father.

And before the third prince rebelled, the emperor's favorite son was also the master.

Between father and son, the love of flesh and blood really existed in the royal family, just in those carefree years, before ideals dragged people down to the abyss of destruction.

According to the master's own words, don't look at the old emperor's nonsensical arguments in front of people, but in fact, no one in the royal family is more superstitious than him. He is a loyal fan of the swindling old blind man in the east of the capital. He often asks Prime Minister Ji to take someone's birth date to find Zhang Laozi to calculate.Without everyone knowing, the old emperor had already calculated the horoscopes of the nine princes, and finally the old blind man concluded that the master's fate was the most expensive, and it also matched the old emperor's fate the most.

Because of this incident, the old emperor specially brought the young master to the palace to raise him for a few years. At that time, neither the crown prince nor the third prince was given such treatment.

Before the master ran after the old prince, he was considered a well-behaved child. The old emperor often took him by his side when he was correcting the memorials, and he would not let him leave when discussing military affairs with the ministers. At that time, the master was also calm He was angry, sitting obediently beside him, reading a book for a whole day, not as calm as a child.

At that time, the old emperor liked his master very much, and he did not forget to teach him how to write while handling government affairs. He asked the imperial dining room to cook according to the master's taste for meals, and he took the master with him wherever he went hunting in the summer.When the master wrote the first poem and hit the bull's-eye for the first time, the old emperor was moved to tears in front of the ministers.

But later, the master didn't know which tendon was wrong. After the old prince returned to Beijing, he ran after the old prince, and turned his own father to the back of his mind. The old emperor was so angry that he kicked him out of the palace. meet him.

After I entered Prince Yu's mansion, when the relationship between the master and the old emperor was warm and cold, the two people who couldn't hold back their face were like fine points, they were as close as father and son at one time, and they were cold and speechless at another time.

Jumping back and forth on the verge of reconciliation and complete rupture.

However, I can still feel the unceasing affection between them, which is something I never had. From the fact that the old emperor ran to the master at every turn knowing that he was not welcome, and from the fact that the master said he didn’t want to enter the palace but every time he entered When they were in the palace, they couldn't help but be happy all day, from the corners of their eyes and brows, from the details of daily life.

Relying on this memory, relying on the past, relying on the real family relationship.

Over the years, even in the worst of circumstances.

I never thought that the master would decide to kill the old emperor.

On the day of his father's sixtieth birthday.

68,

But it happened, right in front of my eyes, I saw it with my own eyes.

Thinking about what will happen after the death of the old emperor, thinking about the imminent torrent of blood, Xu Yuque and I were speechless, we could only help each other back to the carriage.

The carriage set off again, heading towards the frontier without looking back.

69,

On the way to the frontier fortress, we were worried about leaving too many traces. We never entered the city, and we all supplemented the necessary supplies on the outskirts of the city. It was so small and cramped, but in the end I couldn't hold back anymore and took the initiative to talk to Xu Yuque.

The main thing we are talking about is about some major events in Kyoto in the past few years, and for some reason, Ji Qinghe is here.

"That guy is a lunatic." When referring to Ji Qinghe, Xu Yuque's expression seemed to swallow a fly, "There are several intelligence agencies in Beijing, and I'm the best among them, but I still can't deal with that guy. "

Although Xu Yuque is from a Confucian background, he doesn't have any good virtues of being respectful and thrifty. He seldom admits that he is inferior to others in the field he is good at. Seeing him so straightforwardly bow down, I am intrigued.

"I really don't know how that guy did it. He always gets the information faster than me," Xu Yuque continued, "Usually when my subordinates submit the information, Ji Qinghe has already started to act. And He knows everything I know about big and small things in Beijing, but he knows everything I don't..."

"Is he so strong?"

This is a bit different from the Ji Qinghe in my memory. Isn't he a little doormat who neither his father nor his mother loves? Seeing Xu Yuque brag about him like this, I can't believe it.

"Not only that, but what frustrates me even more is yet to come," Xu Yuque said to himself, regardless of whether I believe it or not, "It was only later that I found out that that guy was only playing with information incidentally.