wind blowing wind

In front of the grave.

"Ci'en, do you know that I, Zuo Qiuyi, have counted and endured my whole life, but he!" Zuo Qiuyi was a little shaken, and he simply sat down leaning on the tombstone, and continued, "He Zuo Qiujie has no way out. "

"If Jiangshan is with you, I don't need Jiangshan." Zuo Qiuyi looked at the clear sky and muttered to himself.

"But now, Ci'en, you are one step ahead of me."

"Without you to accompany me to enjoy the world, how lonely would I be?" Zuo Qiuyi tilted his head and looked at the tombstone sadly. He lightly touched the stone tablet with his lips, feeling a chill in his heart.

"Ci'en, don't worry, after tonight, Zhuo'er will be the most honorable princess in my Yasukuni, and no one will bully her."

"Grace..."

Facing the west and cherishing the dynasty, there are no tears in the country.

【Royal Palace · Altar】

The long wind whistled, blowing away the dust on the altar; all the officials bowed their heads and worshiped the emperor on the jade steps; the priests chanted lightly and prayed the congratulations of the impending confusion; the earth changed and murmured the breath of all things.

The Yasukuni Palace of Longevity, the habitat of gods.

Zuo Qiujie, the emperor of the court, was dressed in a blue court dress, with green and gold court beads on his neck, almost wanting to merge with the vast sky, and appeared in front of the officials to perform the duty of offering sacrifices to heaven on his birthday.He walked up the jade steps slowly, and the long hem of his clothes brushed over several steps, looking graceful and luxurious, but in his eyes, it was just a step-by-step routine.

This kind of sacrifice to heaven is useless.

Offering officials, matching sacrifices, sacrificial vessels, offering sacrifices, music and dancing, but doing things according to the rules, there is nothing new.What is the use of offering sacrifices to the heavens so many times when a person cannot be resurrected after death?Just let others watch.

After the sacrifice to heaven, they moved to the other hall to have a banquet and enjoy the lanterns. It was like last year.But now Shaohua is still there, Fanghua is dead, and things are people and things are not.

What's the fun?

After lightly drinking a few cups of wine, he suddenly put the cup away, and said in the eyes of all the ministers: "I am tired, all my loves should also go to rest."

Everyone acted according to etiquette and retreated.

Zuoqiu Jie squinted his eyes and looked at the altar flickering with candles in the distance—every time after offering sacrifices to heaven, fires would be lit at the high corners of the altar to illuminate the sky.He suddenly had a whim, and said to Chang Guang beside him, "I'm going to the altar."

Although Chang Guang didn't know what he was thinking, he still prepared the sedan chair and went there.Now the night was dark, and the palace lanterns were gradually extinguished, and the palace became silent.

When he reached the gate of the Hall of Eternal Life, Zuoqiujie suddenly said, "I will go in by myself."

Chang Guang was stunned, he didn't expect him to say such a thing, but Zuoqiu Jie's eyes stopped him when he wanted to dissuade him, and then he added a sentence: "The dark guard is also spared." He went in without looking back. The Hall of Eternal Life.

The latter froze in place, and suddenly let out a long sigh in his heart.

Zuo Qiujie boarded the altar along today's route, and he looked from a distance, and could see a group of carriages coming out of the palace gate, they were the ministers who came to celebrate their birthday today.He stared blankly at the group of ministers who kowtowed to him to congratulate him on his birthday, and his heart was cold. How many of these guys can be trusted?Half of the confidants died tragically or disappeared, and now the remaining ones have ulterior motives, so they wish they could die and support the fourth prince to ascend the throne.

Thinking of his two princes, Zuoqiujie didn't know much in his heart. He had always devoted all his energy to Zuoqiu Yang and knew little about the other princes, so he didn't dare to easily choose a candidate for the heir. abilities of the participants are similar.

Zuoqiu Jie sometimes thought about what made Zuoqiu Yang so calm after his death, and when he thought about it carefully, he traced back to his biological father.

The former emperor Zuo Qiuhai was an out-and-out careerist.Since he could remember, Zuo Qiuhai was a strict father.When he was a child, his palms were always red from beatings, and his nose was red from crying, but then Zuo Qiuhai sent someone to give him some candies, which were a stick and a sweet date.Even so, it was very painful when he was beaten and scolded, but he still looked forward to the taste of the sweet dates, which was so sweet to his heart.

He often quietly saw Zuo Qiuhai standing in a daze in front of the Jiangnan ink painting, and he heard that it was because he wanted to kiss his mother.He also heard that he and his mother looked very similar - he was very puzzled, in that case, why did his father treat him so badly?Every time he thought of this, his heart felt sore.

Zuo Qiuhai's face lingered in his mind, and gradually overlapped with another person - Zuo Qiuyan and Zuo Qiuhai looked very similar, like a mold carved out, so he has always held Zuo Qiuyan's face. There are mixed emotions.

A group of clueless things swarmed in his mind, Zuo Qiujie couldn't help but raised his head, saw the gray sky, and smiled helplessly at the corner of his mouth—why couldn't he see the sky full of stars?When he was a child, he heard Chang Guang say that every star is a lost life. At that time, he didn't bother to hear these words, but now he yearned for it to be true.

What would it be like for those who died if they were resurrected.

A drop of rainwater hit his cheek, whispered softly, and fell softly, and then several more drops of rainwater fell, the autumn rain was bitingly cold, hitting the plane tree and plantain, it was extremely cold.

Until he could no longer tell the difference between rain and tears, there was a faint roar in his ears—his right ear was deaf when he was hunted down by the butcher stick, and it was accompanied by some faint humming from time to time.

Sitting on this lofty dragon chair, the lonely family looks down on the world.The blood of a group of people was flowing below, and he was really tired looking at it like this.

"Father..." He opened his mouth slowly, his eyes stared blankly at the dark sky of the rainy night, and his eyes wandered away for dozens of springs and autumns, "What do you want me to be..."

What responded to him was silent tranquility.

Until he felt a piercing pain in his neck, followed by dizzy dizziness, he was forced to the edge of a high pillar on the altar, and the flames swirling on it illuminated the face of the person pinching him—— The man held a saber, but his slender hands were frighteningly strong.

"Zuoqiujie." Zuoqiu Yi grinned, "Long live."

Author's Note: Hmm... the palace will change tomorrow, Zuoqiu Jie will step down, and the new emperor will take office←_←Sleep

Zuo Qiujie reacted and wanted to struggle, but Zuo Qiuyi grabbed his limbs with his sword and tore through his clothes.He finally came back to his senses, opened his mouth and said, "Bastard, you..."

"You want to know how I got in." Zuoqiu Yi sneered, and stabbed his right leg fiercely with the long sword, blood flowed instantly, and Zuoqiu Jie let out a muffled snort of pain.

"Those hidden guards have already been killed by my people. Even if you shout dumb now, they won't show up."

Zuoqiujie gradually understood, but also became silent, he squinted his eyes, felt the pain in his leg was numb, and stopped moving.

"And I let the people of Shiyuelou kill all of your loyal ministers. How about it, is your son cruel?" Zuoqiu Yi smiled darkly, his white teeth shining in the dark night, like a monster that devours people.

"Perhaps it means that your son is so powerful that he actually asked people from Shiyuelou to help with things."

"Shiyuelou... Wei Sheng Ni..." Zuo Qiujie struggled again and shouted, "Is it Wei Sheng Ni's evil obstacle!"

Zuo Qiuyi forced another cut on Zuo Qiujie's leg, and said with a smile, "A year ago he asked me for Chu Kong's spiritual bone, and not long ago someone told me that Chu Kong's spiritual bone was in the Where is your palace, father?"

"Of course, the father was still in the south of the Yangtze River at that time, so I got it without any hindrance."

"As far as I expected, Wei Shengni is indeed at my disposal."

"I really don't know what kind of thoughts you have, father, to be in the same room with the spirit bone, and it is also the spirit bone of the former emperor."

The fear in Zuo Qiujie's heart gradually gathered, and through the heavy autumn rain, the ethereal gray eyes that had accumulated memories seemed to be watching him from a distance, laughing.

"I was able to slaughter you Zuoqiu Jie so quickly today, and I am really grateful to Wei Shengni when I ascended the throne."

"Bitch, do you know who Wei Shengni is?" Zuo Qiujie laughed heartily, looking at Zuo Qiuyi like a fool.

"Whoever he is..."

"He is the grandson of Chu Kong, the son of Chu You, and the only descendant of the Chu family, Chu Cheng." Zuo Qiujie laughed.

Zuoqiu Yi was taken aback for a moment, but soon he shook his head indifferently and said: "That's not the point, the point is that he is used by me."

"You are too conceited." Zuo Qiujie shook his head and said regretfully.

Seeing him like this, Zuoqiu Yi said sinisterly: "Before he dies, there is one thing that my father will definitely be interested in."

Hearing this, the latter put away his smile and raised his eyes.

"About the death of the fifth brother."

Zuoqiu Jie suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Zuoqiu Yi intently.The latter's reaction to him was very interesting. The long sword was close to his neck, and with a slight pick, the silver dragon necklace hanging on his chest jumped out.Zuoqiujie began to tremble. He watched Zuoqiuyi's sword pointing at the silver dragon with a cold light, as if he was going to destroy it in the next second.

"You have always loved Fifth Brother so much that everyone can tell." Zuo Qiuyi leisurely stated the facts of the past, "If things go on like this, Fifth Brother will undoubtedly be the crown prince, so what should we do! "As he spoke, he tapped the exquisite silver dragon with the edge of his sword, his eyes were icy cold.

"No..." Zuo Qiujie pleaded.

Zuo Qiuyi shook his head with a sneer and said, "Sure enough, when you mention the fifth brother, you will be confused. It's a pity that you have been the emperor for more than [-] years." Then he sighed: "So, the fifth brother will naturally become It's the target of everyone's criticism."

Seeing Zuoqiujie staring at him incredulously, Zuoqiuyi smiled even deeper: "But if anyone kills the fifth younger brother, according to your personality, it will definitely end badly. So I thought about it and let the third brother be the one." scapegoat."

Zuoqiujie understood in an instant, and suddenly struggled vigorously, regardless of the blood on his leg, Zuoqiuyi was almost thrown by him, but fortunately he stopped it in the end.Zuo Qiujie gasped for breath, his eyes almost cut him to pieces: "It was you who instigated Zuo