Immediately after the death of the master

As expected of a master and servant, the man almost vomited blood.The pity and sympathy of those in power are useless!In the end, I still can't understand, or nothing can change.

Cooperating with me just now so much tongue is in vain again.

I don't want to say any more, I follow the footsteps of the two masters and servants, and watch this city going to death like a horse on a horse.

The Central Axis Street connects the entire city, turning from a not-so-narrow fork road to the east of Wancheng.Unlike other places that are empty and deserted, this place is full of people, and the air is filled with the smell of incense.

The largest temple in Wancheng is located here.

There are many pilgrims around, looking devout.From the end of the long street, you can see the towering pagoda. When you get closer, the vermilion temple gate is open. On the plaque above the gate are four gilded characters, which are very imposing.

The glazed tiles, yellow walls, and the Buddha statues in the temple are solemn and kind, and they are sympathetic to His believers who have nowhere to retreat.

Ji Sanqing followed Ji Laocheng to believe in Buddha, and he worshiped Buddha together with the believers.Xiaozhu and I dismissed these strange powers and chaos, and stood outside the temple gate waiting for him.

Xiaozhu keenly observed that many believers would carefully hold a small white porcelain bottle in their hands when they left the temple.

"what is that?"

Xiaozhu is now very used to asking me questions that he doesn't know.

"That's holy water," I told him. "There are child prodigies in the temple that enshrines this Buddha statue, and the urine of the child prodigy is holy water."

"Is this...is it really useful?"

"What the hell knows?"

I sneered.

Praising it from the sky, who is using it to control the destiny?Looking at the time and waiting for it, which one should make it in accordance with the time? 3

This sentence is something I can only say after I climbed to the official position.

When I was a blacksmith's apprentice, no one could save me, except the ethereal thief God.At that time, I could do nothing but beg to God.

so i know.

"In this situation, the poor can only believe in God."

"Only this sad god, and the piss from the child prodigy."

Our purpose of going out of the prefect's mansion this time is very simple, to see what is going on in Wancheng and what kind of life the people in Wancheng are living.Along the way, I kept instilling in Ji Sanqing the suffering side of the people at the bottom, trying to make him give up his loyalty to the new king and instead strengthen his determination to serve the people wholeheartedly.

To put it bluntly, I hope that Ji Sanqing will betray his oath to the crown prince and hand over the young prince for the lives of [-] people in the city.

Out of my selfishness, I hope he chooses the people between the people and the king.

But Ji Sanqing is also a fine person, he can see clearly, I am an important minister under the Eighth Prince, and I wear a pair of pants with the Eighth Prince.No matter which road my master and I take, Xindi is our biggest rotten stone.As long as he is still loyal to the new emperor, as long as I follow the master, we are destined to be hostile positions.Although Ji Sanqing received me politely, but because of his opposing positions, he naturally distrusted and alienated me. He never only entered half of what I said in his head, and the other half was deaf to his ears.

I also understand it myself, so I didn't express my hidden feelings for him, and I didn't tell him that my real purpose was to save his life. On the contrary, I didn't care about Xiao Shizi's life or death.It is to prevent Ji Sanqing from taking advantage of my emotions in turn, making all my plans come to naught.

Compared with getting news from me, Ji Sanqing is more willing to believe that the little beggar I brought and the pilgrims who have never met on the roadside, and in the temple where the incense is flourishing, Ji Sanqing chatted with the pilgrims in the temple for a long time, that is, In order to get the true situation of the people in Wancheng.

I didn't urge, but waited patiently, just to make the balance in Ji Sanqing's heart tilt a little more in the direction of the common people.

As the communication continued to deepen, Ji Sanqing's expression became more serious, and his originally firm eyes began to fluctuate.A secret hope was rekindled in my heart, and I vaguely felt that as long as I refueled, Ji Sanqing could leave the road where he and the prince went together.

Ji Sanqing didn't give me a chance to add fuel to the fire. He understood the wavering in his heart better than I did, and he had already seen my eagerness to try.

Not long after returning to the prefect's mansion, Ji Sanqing was not even willing to politely ask me to have a meal.Excusing that I had been shopping for a long time, my body was exhausted, and it was not appropriate to talk about things tonight, so I drove me back to my room.

It's not suitable to play chess or talk about things. In the past two days, Ji Sanqing refused my reason to change the reason.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

On the way back to the room alone, I kept comforting myself, Ji Sanqing saw Wancheng like this, he was struggling in his heart, I want to give him time to think about it.The master gave me three days, now it's only the second day, I still have a whole day after tonight.

I still have a full day.

……

The consolation is nothing but consolation. Unlike what I said in my mouth that it has nothing to do with it, my brain is very clearly aware that the problem is very big.

I only have one day left. I have no idea how to use this short day to convince the stubborn Ji Sanqing. Tie it up and take it out of town, so you don't have to try and convince this deadhead.

It is not difficult to kidnap Ji Sanqing.The forces in Wancheng were divided into two factions, Ji Sanqing and Shen Hong, and the eunuch and his bureaucrats.The attitude of the prefect faction was very clear at the banquet. They wanted to surrender, but because Ji Sanqing had a higher official position than him, and they didn't want to offend the new emperor to death, so they couldn't do it; Ji Sanqing is entangled between the ruler and the people, while Shen Hong is a villain who only cares about his own life, and because of Ji Sanqing, he cannot surrender.It can be seen from this that Ji Sanqing does not agree with other forces in power in Wancheng. If I join forces with the prefect and Shen Hong to take Ji Sanqing, who has no real power, and forcibly kidnap him, it will not be difficult.

However, unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't want to use violence against Ji Sanqing.Not partly because of reluctance, but more importantly, because I was worried that Ji Sanqing would commit suicide.

At that time, the bamboo basket fetched water in vain, not only failed to save Ji Sanqing, but also let him die in extreme humiliation.

In any case, I don't want Ji Sanqing to die with such an ending.

That night, accompanied by the sound of music and singing coming from the room next door, I kept thinking about how to persuade Ji Sanqing.

In the early morning of the third day, it was still dark, and I, who had not been able to fall asleep, put on my clothes one by one, sat quietly on the bed with hanging clothes, and waited anxiously for the arrival of dawn.

The rooster crowed for the second time, and the sky had just turned white. I got up suddenly and rushed directly to Ji Sanqing's small courtyard.I also served Ji Sanqing for a period of time, his work and rest were very regular, and he woke up when the cock crowed for the second time every day.

When I arrived at Ji Sanqing Bamboo House, he was already studying. Sometimes I really admire his state of mind. When the soldiers are approaching the city, he can still play the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops every day. A book of "The Analects of Confucius" examines itself three times.

"Why did you come so early?"

Ji Sanqing put down his book, not surprised by my arrival.

"Young Master Ji is at ease. It can be said that he doesn't hear anything outside the window, and he completely ignores the people of Wancheng!"

I cut to the chase and spoke directly from my heart.In this psychological game with Ji Sanqing, I failed completely. He is not afraid of death, and even regards dying for the new emperor as an honor, but I have too much fear. I worry that the people of Wancheng will be forced to die. There was turmoil in the last road, I was worried that Xiao Shizi died unexpectedly and could not make a job, and I was even more worried that Ji Sanqing died in this mere Wancheng for no apparent reason.

I had too many worries, and I was sure to lose from the very beginning. All my struggles were just jokes from the beginning.I know this better than anyone else, but I still don't intend to give up, and I still have to make one last fight.

It's about Ji Sanqing's life and death, I can't accept my fate.

From the desperate look in my eyes, Ji Sanqing, who has an exquisite heart, could vaguely guess what I was thinking. In order to make me give up unnecessary attempts, he told a story, a story of himself.

The protagonist in the story is the prince and the accompanying reader who monitors the prince.

The two protagonists were originally in hostile camps, originally destined to be strangers.

But they ended up on the same road.

The prince is Ji Sanqing's cousin, Ji Sanqing's grandmother has the same surname as the old emperor's queen, and Mrs. Ji is the queen's sister.

The queen was sent into the palace by Mrs. Ji herself. Her marriage has no love, only cold politics and interests. In order to appease the forces behind the queen, the queen has supreme power and status, but is not favored. The old emperor Many concubines did not dare to show empress face on the surface, and secretly tripped the empress from time to time, and did not take the empress seriously at all.

The palace walls are deep and the rest of her life is long. The queen trapped in the palace is full of resentment towards her husband. A woman soaked in hatred and jealousy is always terrible.Not long after the queen entered the palace, she tore off her gentle appearance. Externally, the queen colluded with the power of her natal family, which raised the already powerful natal family to a higher level and became a behemoth that could almost lift the imperial power; She didn't care about her reputation as a poisonous woman. Before she gave birth to her eldest son, she used all means to make the concubine's miscarriage, and the princes' premature death.Before the crown prince was born, the old emperor gave birth to five or six sons, and only one survived in the end, which was born to a young palace girl, who did not pose any threat to the queen's status.

Harem