wind blowing wind

It seemed that he couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

Zuoqiu Jie's face was frosty, and he finally endured the painful emotions, and said coldly: "Look." After saying that, he threw a stack of letters, which fell on Zuoqiu Yu.

Zuo Qiuyu looked it up and found that it was written when he was dealing with the Guocang faction.

"Collude with martial arts, the crime is added to the crime."

"No...Royal Father, my son no longer trusts Ye Zuochen...Royal Father!"

Zuo Qiujie ignored him and continued: "The third prince listens to the order." Chang Guang immediately prepared a pen and paper beside him.

He only heard him say mercilessly: "The third prince Zuo Qiuyu is cruel and ruthless. He regards the brotherhood as nothing, and he poisoned the fifth prince Zuo Qiuyang to death. If you leave this evil, you are really ashamed of your ancestors. I ordered him to be demoted The common people are exiled in southern Xinjiang. All the utensils in the Three Emperors' Mansion belong to the treasury. In addition, Jia Xiao, Minister of the Ministry of War, is his father-in-law, and he is responsible for dismissing him from his post. Starting today, it will be executed immediately."

Zuo Qiuyu heard thunder, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which made him unable to react.

He originally thought that he was confident, that everything was going well, that he was the heir apparent.Didn't expect it to be like this today.

Why?

His mind suddenly calmed down, and he played back all the events since Zuoqiu Yang's triumphant return over and over again, which was extremely clear and no longer in a trance.

Zuo Qiuyi!

At this time, Jia Ningyu had fainted in despair, and Yuan'er was crying on the spot until his voice became hoarse.Jia Xiao suddenly burst into tears, trembling all over, looking up to the sky and lamenting.

Destroyed, in ruins.

Seeing this, the other officials in the Palace of Qinzheng all sighed silently, seeking to protect themselves, none of them dared to intervene.

"Retire." Zuo Qiujie walked down with an indifferent expression, and was about to leave behind the curtain.

Zuo Qiuyu suddenly rushed up like a madman, grabbed Zuo Qiu Jie's clothes, forced him to look directly at him and shouted: "Father, my son was framed by someone, you were framed, Father!! "

"Shut up." Seeing how bold he was, Zuo Qiujie said in a tone that almost came from hell.

"Father, you have to trust my son, my son was framed by someone, father... ah!" Zuo Qiujie suddenly kicked Zuo Qiuyu away with force, and Zuo Qiuyu cried out in pain. Roll on the ground.

He gritted his teeth, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he climbed up step by step, grabbed Zuoqiu Jie's heels, and begged, "Father..."

"roll."

Zuoqiuyu almost recognized Zuoqiujie's leg, which he hugged tightly, and refused to let go.

Zuo Qiujie suddenly sneered, kicked up suddenly, and this kick went straight to his heart.Zuo Qiuyu let out a scream, the pain was unbearable, he lay on the ground stroking his chest, and muttered: "Father..."

"Get out... Get out as far away as possible!!" Zuo Qiujie roared angrily.

The officials in the court heard the words and knelt down one after another, saying: "The emperor calm down!"

"Zuoqiuyu, I don't have a son like you, so don't call me emperor!!" Zuoqiujie suddenly became ruthless, and swept the ink pen on the inkstone to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound, and then walked away go.

A few drops of ink splashed onto Zuo Qiuyu's face. He stroked his own face, only to feel that there was darkness in front of him, as deep as this ink.

He suddenly laughed.

Laughed hopelessly.

The case of the death of the fifth prince was solved, and the news of the third prince's revelation quickly spread throughout the Jing Kingdom.But Zuoqiu Yi's eyes were clear, he was a little thinner after recovering from a serious illness, he was the only one in the huge dormitory staring at the chessboard, his red lips showed a strategizing smile, and his slender fingers played with a white piece.

Bingyu Baizi falls on the chessboard.

Heizi's defeat kills two birds with one stone.

Changling onyx.

It was clearly the beginning of spring, but the palace was like winter.Today is the day of the burial of the Fifth Prince Zuoqiu Yang.Servant officials, big and small, all looked sad.

Huangjiao, Fanling, temporary mausoleum.

Zuoqiu Jie numbly knelt down in front of the mausoleum, looking at the man who was immersed in the spoon in the coffin.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

The man's face was as new as a sleeping dragon, as if he would wake up in the next moment, he winked mischievously at him, and called out, Royal Father.

The old people have gone, and those who stay have been hurt.

"Yang'er..."

The crowd in the back could hardly cry, among them were Ai Qi who was crying almost to tears, Zuoqiu Ziyi who was crying even a woman, hundreds of officials, and soldiers and generals who were friendly with the Fifth Prince.Zuo Qiuyi and Zuo Qiuyan were also among them, both of them had solemn faces and did not say a word.The two of them stepped forward, stood on both sides of Zuoqiu Jie, and knelt down slowly facing the coffin.

"May my fifth brother be in the spirit of heaven, be safe and happy." Zuoqiu Yi said.

"Fifth brother is kind by nature, I hope that I can be like this in the sky, traveling through the sky is full of fun." Zuoqiu Yan said.

The time for the burial has come.

Hundreds of people knelt down and sent him on his way.

Under the Nine Springs, look at each other and miss each other.

The coffin of Zuoqiu Yang he saw gradually disappeared in the mausoleum, and the door gradually closed, as if they were separated forever and never saw each other again.Zuoqiu Jie's vision became hazy for an instant.

At the end of the song, people are separated, thinking about hurting and parting, but we know each other when we meet each other, and seeing each other is like not seeing each other.Seeing and not seeing, why bother to be sad and why not complain, Ande and the king will say goodbye to each other, so as not to teach life and death to be lovesick.Lovesickness is useless, and the Ten Commandments are said to be known to you.

But ever since Zuoqiu Yang appeared in this world, they were already connected by a bloodline as they were destined, and they could never part with each other.

Separation and separation, beginning and end.

Suddenly, like a string breaking and collapsing, Zuoqiujie felt a sharp pain in his chest, he was caught off guard, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his whole body was tilted, and he almost collapsed on the ground.

Blood stained Fanling.

"Father!" Zuo Qiuyan immediately ran up to support him, but the moment he saw his face, his whole body froze, his heart felt as if it was blocked, and the blood flowed continuously.He saw that the other party's teary eyes were dim, and his entire face was soaked, and the overflowing tears fell down his chin, onto his fair neck, and into his clothes.

"Father, are you alright?" Zuo Qiuyi rushed over to help Zuo Qiujie in a panic.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, all the ministers were leaderless, and they were all shouting for His Majesty in a panic.Chang Guang immediately flew up from behind with light work, and helped Zuo Qiujie up, and Gu Xi also turned pale, and quickly flew forward to check:

"How about it?!"

"Your Majesty has been overworked recently, coupled with grief..." Chang Guang frowned while pressing Zuo Qiujie's back.

Gu Xi leaned forward, looked at Zuo Qiujie's expression, and felt mixed emotions in his heart. He was so uncomfortable, "Is Your Majesty going back to the palace?"

Zuo Qiujie only felt tears falling down line by line as if he couldn't stop, so many days of emotions were on the verge of breaking out, as if he couldn't hold it anymore, he burst into tears, his chest almost hurting to the heart, and he murmured :

"Yang'er, Yang'er..."

Seeing this, Chang Guang frowned and said, "No, I have to go back to the palace now." Immediately, he sent an order to prepare the chariots and horses, and at the same time asked Gu Xi to bring the emperor back to Qianlong Hall.

Gu Xi only felt that the body touched by his fingertips trembled like a dead leaf, and the indistinct sound of weeping came to his ears, like a tearing silk, this person's despair seemed to disappear in the next second.Subconsciously, he hugged Zuoqiujie tightly, and his mind was turning a thousand times, trying to sort out the whole matter of the fifth prince's death.

He raised his eyes, and saw Zuo Qiuyan looking at him pointingly, his eyes were as cold as the call of hell, and he suddenly understood everything.

What a game of chess, what a Zuoqiu Yi.

【Qianlong Temple】

Zuo Qiujie felt as if the sky was falling, unprecedented despair.

There was darkness in front of my eyes, but the tears still fell subconsciously, as if I was unwilling to face the facts and the cruelty that the treasure I loved had left.

In the haze, he only felt that someone was carefully wiping his face with a silk scarf, and subconsciously said: "Chang Guang..." The voice seemed hoarse from crying.

"Your Majesty, you must stop crying."

Zuo Qiujie was silent when he heard the words, but the tears couldn't be stopped, streaming down his cheeks line by line like a kite with broken strings falling.

Chang Guang's breathing suddenly stopped, and the movement of wiping his hands stopped instantly.He paused for a moment, then said: "Your Majesty, the slave should go out for a while and be right back."

Zuo Qiujie was puzzled, subconsciously wiped his tears with his hand, and then looked at the palm of his hand, the dazzling red made him suddenly stunned.

blood and tears.

He laughed miserably——opened his mouth to read the name of lovesickness, but couldn't make a sound: Yang'er...

Then fell into a deep coma.

****

The sky covered by tiles is pitch black or dark blue.There are little stars, hidden or visible, showing a little bit of tranquility.On the red wall and green tiles, two black shadows, or invisible figures at all, flashed across the land of the Son of Heaven.

Wei Shengni and Mu Yin stopped on a high ground not far from Qianlong Temple. The two of them were wearing capes with wide hoods, like a hunted soul. The black cloak made them seem to be trapped in the boundless night middle.

"Zuoqiujie's bedroom is not easy to enter." Wei Shengni said calmly, looking at the densely packed guards below.

"There are many dark guards with high martial arts skills around Zuoqiujie." Mu Yin nodded.

Wei Shengni smiled lightly and sat on the high ground with a relaxed expression, as if it didn't matter.

"What's the plan?" Mu Yin also sat next to Wei Shengni and said.

"I know you can form an array to avoid all eyes and ears."

"There is one thing, you are not allowed to kill Zuoqiu Jie." Mu Yin said suddenly.

Wei Sheng looked up at Mu Yin, and slowly said: "I know, neither grandpa nor father want me to take revenge, when will I get revenge, let alone if Zuo Qiujie dies, the world will be in chaos, Master doesn't want to do that either."

"En." Mu Yin nodded, quite relieved.

"We haven't sat together so quietly for a long time." Wei Shengni approached Mu Yin's face, his eyes filled with nostalgia and nostalgia.

"Two years." Mu Yin turned his head and looked straight at