Immediately after the death of the master

, Brother, are you cold? "

"I'm cold, my heart is cold..."

Xu Yuque raised his fan to cover half of his face, and let out a fake cry.

Just like that, the Ninth Prince and I sat in front, and Xu Yuque followed behind us, waving his fan and full of grievances.

There is still some distance away from the most prosperous capital city, Xishi. On the way, Xu Yuque talked about the recent turmoil in the political arena. What surprised me was that he actually thought that the master was a good emperor who loved the people like a son.

"It is possible for anyone to love the people like a son, but he is the only one who can't. He is just a young master who understands the sufferings of the world."

Also taught and raised by the old prime minister, his third brother regarded the old prime minister as a god, and followed the old prime minister's ass all day long, completely brainwashed by the old prime minister's rhetoric.The master is different. When he was young, he was not interested in those theories and politics. If his third brother didn't suppress him, the master would probably be able to skip the old prime minister's class every day.

Under the guidance of the old prime minister, the eyes of the third prince and Ji Sanqing were downward, going deep into the most unbearable bottom of the country, but the naughty master, the naughty child, turned a blind eye to the so-called common people. In his eyes, except himself and No one can see the people around.

From the beginning to the end, what he saw and recognized were only those around him who stood at the pinnacle of power.

I was decisive in the negative, and Xu Yuque paused for a moment with his hand shaking the fan:

"Then why did he delegate power to Prime Minister Ji and let him do it?"

Both he and I understand that among reform officials, the old prime minister is the most radical group.

"Who knows, maybe it's to fulfill his third brother's will."

I replied casually, actually not sure, after all, the master wants...too many things, and many of those things he wants are contradictory, from his recent weird behavior, I can't tell which path the master has chosen.

More than ten years ago, I could easily understand the master's mind. At that time, he was a child with a stubborn surface and a soft heart. The greatest pursuit in life was to be happy every day with himself and the people around him.Now, the master is no longer the master, he has become a monster, a monster full of other people's wishes and hatred, what's worse, he still deeply loves those who cast their own ideals and hatred his people.

There is no way for him to retreat, there is no way to avoid it.

You can only become a puppet of the will of others.

My deeply respected and beloved master, after all, his face was completely changed.

Seeing that my thoughts were unpredictable and my expression was gloomy, the Ninth Prince gave Xu Yuque a hard look. Xu Yuque's hand holding the fan shook, and while I wasn't paying attention, he quietly disappeared into the crowd, leaving the rest of the time behind. Give me and the Nine Princes.

The Ninth Prince was destined to grab my hand, his hand was big and warm, I looked up at him.

Lanterns on the street were lit up here and there, and eventually they became an intoxicating sea of ​​lights. In the bright evening, we held hands and hid them under our long sleeves. The Ninth Prince watched deeply. Me, with affectionate brows, he said to me himself:

"This is our first parade together, we must have fun."

His expression is gentle and gentle, his eyes are bright and bright, just one word, one glance, my slightly cold body warms up, and I can't help but yearn for more care from him.

I fell into his gaze, and my will was led away by him.

"it is good."

I can't help but say.

In the sea of ​​colorful lights, he smiled happily, like a young boy.This time, he smiled only for me.

I held his hand tightly, never wanting to let go.

We walked side by side, wandering in the sea of ​​people, leaning on each other closely, not separated from each other for a minute or a second.We sold a lot of useless items to each other, such as wooden hairpins, pairs of jade rings, and a pair of calligraphy and paintings with auspicious meanings. For us who are used to seeing rare treasures, these small gadgets are not attractive at all. Eyes, but because they are given to each other, the simple and cheap playthings have become treasures that are hard to change.

The men and women around laughed and talked about Yan Yan, the shops on both sides were hung with flower lanterns, and the faces of the stall owners on the side of the road were beaming.

The civil war ended and the new emperor got married. The people who had been suppressed for a long time took advantage of this festival to enjoy themselves.

"Set off the fireworks!"

A shopkeeper reminded the men and women who had lost their time playing, that I, who was bargaining with the shopkeeper, rushed back to Ninth Prince and held his hand again.

It's strange, this time when I held the hand of Ninth Prince, I clearly felt his struggle, but I didn't care.

The crowd was very crowded and slowly moved in one direction. We were surrounded by the crowd and walked towards the river to watch the fireworks.

Tonight's capital——

The Jade Emperor arches above the clouds, and the characters play in the land and sea.

The stars turn to fight, drive back to the dragon.Wuhouchi Pavilion is drunk with spring breeze. 4

The painted boats in the river are dizzying. The skirts of the dancers on the bow are fluttering, surrounded by the sound of music like a tide. The floats pass by the bridge and throw dried fruits with auspicious meanings to the passing crowd.

On the other side of the river, officials dressed as gods lit fireworks, with roaring sounds, the smell of sulfur, and amidst the white smoke, brilliant flame flowers bloomed in the sky.The colorful fireworks bloomed and withered again, and then bloomed again after withering, stretching continuously, dyeing the dark night sky with the brightest touch.

Last time, when I left the capital, under the blooming fireworks was the prologue of the troubled times.

This time, when I returned to the capital, under the gorgeous fireworks was the beginning of the prosperous age.

At this moment, I realized that we have stepped out of the curse-like endless loop and started a new life. There may be setbacks and differences in the future, but it is a new beginning after all, and we have unlimited possibilities.

This time, we may really be able to hold our own destiny tightly.

"Fu Shuo, are you willing to—"

At the climax of the fireworks show, I turned around and wanted to share my excitement with the Ninth Prince, but——

It's not the Ninth Prince who I've been holding tightly to, and who's been with me all the way.

Ji Qinghe looked at me quietly.

There was a crowd behind him, and his eyes were flickering fireworks. On this festive day, he was wearing a black cloak, with a dull expression, and there was no hint of joy between his brows.

Once again the demanding and sensitive freak was out of touch with the crowds and cheers, as if in another world.

My face turned black, I shook off his hand, and rushed back into the crowd to look for the figure of the Ninth Prince. Ji Qinghe didn't leave after being thrown away by me. He stood silently in the sea of ​​people, Among the men and women in pairs, admiring the fireworks alone.

The Ninth Prince and I searched for each other for a long time. When the crowd dispersed, we finally saw each other. At this moment, he and I were both exhausted and had no intention of playing around.

The date was ruined just like that.

131,

On the first day of the resumption of court, I went straight to the government after I went down.

Forgot to mention my current official position.

I made it clear to my master that I wanted a leisurely official position and a mindless job. As a result, he built a new Metropolitan Procuratorate and threw me and Ji Qinghe into it as the imperial censor...

The Metropolitan Procuratorate was reorganized from the Yushitai. Its main responsibilities were to picket officials inside and outside the department, supervise military discipline in case of military operations, supervise imperial examinations, and try difficult and major cases.The etiquette should be corrected at the court meeting, and the ritual process should be supervised during the sacrifice.All political gains and losses, military and civilian benefits, must be outspoken.There are major events, gathered in the court to participate in the planning.

On the surface, this office is a very powerful one.When the master granted me the official position, he once said to me, "The prime minister is in charge of the political affairs, the governor is in charge of the army, and the censor is in charge of the pickets." He put me in the same position as the old prime minister.

But in fact, everyone knows that, unlike the old prime minister who can do things on his own, I, the capital censor, is just the mouthpiece of the emperor, a knife used by the emperor to suppress dissidents.

In my position, I cannot escape any future political struggles, and if I make a wrong move, I will lose everything.

But what can I do, this is my own choice.

When I came to the government office where I was working, Wei Kexin, my adjutant, was working diligently.But that guy Ji Qinghe came to me again as expected, he sat on my chair, knocked his feet on my table, and took a file to trim his nails.

Obviously his office is next door to me, but this guy always runs to my place, but today is just right, I have something to look for him.

I slapped my hand directly on my case and questioned him:

"You're not following me."

There are so many people at the fireworks festival, how could I hold his hand so coincidentally.In addition, he can always appear by my side without anyone noticing. The only explanation is that he has been following me.

Ji Qinghe didn't stop moving his hands, raised his head and glanced at me lazily, and said casually:

"I'm not just following you alone."

"But you followed me...wait—"

At this moment, Wei Kexin paid no attention to what was going on outside the window, and devoted himself to correcting official documents.

Ji Qinghe threw the file in his hand on the table and stood up:

"That's right, that's what you think. My subordinates and I are responsible for following all of you, but, for the sake of our old friendship, I will personally take care of you when I feel like it~"

"...Do you have any obsession with me, Fourth Young Master?"

I recalled the old address for him, and Ji Qinghe also mentioned the old address:

"Ah, little Lizi, it's just your obsession that killed you."

In the Yu dynasty, the left was always respected. In the Metropolitan Procuratorate, I was the censor of the left capital, and he was the censor of the right capital. I am now his boss.This unruly subordinate showed his murderous intent in front of his superior, but the superior took the initiative to avert his eyes.

I avoided Ji Qinghe's sight, and just watched