[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

Feng Linjia risked his life to stop Ning Jin. He never thought that Ning Jin was so strong that even with a sword, he could smash the wall into pieces.

"Prince Rui! Prince Rui! Absolutely must not be allowed, must not be allowed! This is the emperor's tomb, it must not be tampered with!"

Ning Jinhong stared at the broken dragon shape on the wall, abandoned his sword and began to beat the door with his hands: "Uncle! He Zhan! Answer me!"

The hand bones were beaten to a bloody mess, and the red color was like paint, adding a shocking touch to the platinum carvings.

"Don't be afraid."

Ning Jin froze and held his breath, thinking he was hallucinating, but he heard a muffled voice coming from inside, so small that he almost couldn't hear it: "I'm fine."

Ning Jin could no longer feel the pain in his hand, but it was still trembling. Ning Jin leaned against the cold wall and heard He Zhan saying over and over: "I'm fine." Trying to comfort him outside the door and reassure him.

Ning Jin's eyes were red and hot, and the quarter of an hour was like a long night, which made him feel cold and unable to see any light.

Feng Linjia estimated the time, and after a quarter of an hour, he pressed the dragon ball on the wall again, and the door of the darkroom opened slowly. Ning Jin rushed in with a bow, and saw that the two white-faced men on the side of the darkroom were no longer breathing, bleeding , slowly spreading on the ground.

He Zhan leaned against the corner of the wall, his lips turned white, and he gasped heavily.He was holding a young boy in his arms, and seeing his undulating chest, he should be alive.

Ning Jin was almost kneeling in front of him, not daring to move him rashly, and asked hoarsely, "Are you injured?"

He Zhan was wearing a black robe, and he couldn't see where He Zhan was injured.He Zhan shook his head: "No, it's just that I've been bored for too long, and I'm a little short of breath."

Feng Linjia came over, He Zhan handed Han Yang to him, and Ning Jin helped him up.

Ning Jin felt the wetness around his waist, and when he looked down, he saw blood on his hands.He choked for a while: "Blood..."

He Zhan said calmly: "Flesh injury, just go back and bandage it."

Seeing that Ning Jin refused to believe it, He Zhan took advantage of the time when there was no one in the dark room, and kissed him on the cheek: "I just can't walk anymore, so Lord Lao will carry the minister back, okay?"

Ning Jin's heart that had been raised all the time just fell back a little, and he carried He Zhan on his back and walked to the outside of the tomb.

Seeing Ning Jin coming out, the guards of the mausoleum pressed their chests with their right hands and knelt on one knee: "See Prince Rui."

Ning Jin glanced coldly at Han Yang who was being hugged by the tomb guards, and said to Feng Linjia, "Kill him."

"Leave him alive." He Zhan said in a very low voice, "Only this time."

When Li Erlai assassinated him, he said that good and evil are rewarded.He Zhan didn't believe it. The moment he saw Han Yang, he felt fear for the first time.

In the dark room, Han Yang was so close to him, the knife he hid in his sleeve could kill him as soon as it came out.Obviously there was such a good opportunity, but He Zhan couldn't do it no matter what, finally gritted his teeth, hacked him unconscious with a backhand, got up and quickly dealt with Han Yang's two subordinates.

He turned around to look at Han Yang lying in the corner, holding the knife in his hand again and again, but Yang Kun's face appeared in front of his eyes, haunting all his mind like a nightmare.The air in the dark room was getting less and less, he was breathing hard, and even began to hallucinate, he saw that the wall behind Han Yang was stained red with blood, flowing down like splashed ink.

Yang Kun came out of the bloody light, patted He Zhan's shoulder with bloody hands, and said, "Pei Zhi, don't be alone, let's go with elder brother, and end all this..."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Kun put the knife on He Zhan's neck.

At this time, He Zhan suddenly heard Ning Jin calling his name outside, and his thoughts were pulled back. The blood-stained world faded away and returned to the appearance of a dark room.

The hand holding the knife belongs to He Zhan himself.

His hands were trembling constantly, and he threw the knife far, far away in shock.

He believed in karma and did not kill Han Yang.

His karma is borne by him alone, and cannot be repaid on Ning Jin.

Ning Jin carried him back to the mansion, Feng Linjia called the doctor to look at his injuries, the wound on his waist was not deep, so Ning Jin really felt relieved.

Feng Linjia said: "That child woke up and said he wanted to see you."

He Zhan: "Bring him here."

Ning Jin was unwilling, but he was stopped by He Zhan's gaze. Feng Linjia knew how to read words and expressions, and took the order to pick up Han Yang.

Ning Jin frowned: "What are you doing seeing him?"

He Zhan didn't answer, and said: "You can't stay here any longer, I will let the tomb guards keep the wind down, and no one will know that you have been here. Go back to Beijing."

"I'll go back when you recover from your injury."

"My lord, there are still people from Han Guangyi in Jingzhong. I need you to solve this matter, and there must be no more trouble."

Although Han Yang's words in the dark room were just to frighten He Zhan, he was really shocked.

After the Wutong Palace incident, King Fengming was secretly splitting his relationship with the Ning family. He couldn't be by Ning Jin's side all the time. Even if there were so many people willing to block swords for King Rui, he couldn't feel at ease.It's hard to draw a tiger's bones, in a place like Kyoto, where there are many hidden arrows, loyalty and villainy are hard to distinguish, and the only thing that matters is the word advantage.

What if?

Ning Jin held back his anger, his eyes turned green.He Zhan laughed, held Ning Jin's hand, looked at the wound on his hand, and said: "Don't be so impulsive in the future. Even if the minister dies, you can't mess up your sense of proportion and let the enemy take advantage of it."

"uncle…"

"Let's go." He Zhan urged.

Ning Jin sighed heavily, put He Zhan's hand in his palm, kissed his lips lightly, didn't stop, got up and left.

After sending Ning Jin away, He Zhan straightened up while supporting his sore waist, so as not to look embarrassed.Soon, Han Yang was escorted to the guest room. The hostility on Han Yang's face did not fade away, and when he looked at He Zhan, there was still cruelty in his eyes.

He Zhan sent the escorts down and asked them to wait outside the guest room.

Han Yang said coldly: "Why didn't you kill me? You saved me before, didn't you say you want to take it back?" Before Han Yang was knocked unconscious by He Zhan, he heard him say: "Han Yang, I saved your life , and now I'm taking it back."

Han Yang thought he was bound to die, but He Zhan spared his life: "Do you think I will be grateful?"

"I won't kill you because you are nothing to be afraid of. You are Han Guangyi's only son. The rest of the Han family army entrusted their lives to you. What did you do with the lives of a group of soldiers?"

Han Yang: "As long as I can kill you! Even if it costs my life, I'm not afraid!"

"Use your emotions! Prince Rui will not let the Han family army go. He will find those of yours one by one. You can't even protect your own subordinates. You are useless. If I kill you, I will feel that my hands are dirty."

Han Yang rushed over like a nimble little leopard, grabbed He Zhan's collar with both hands, and gritted his teeth: "Why do you say that! You killed my father, and I will kill you. Why are you acting on your own will? Don't you deserve to die!?"

"But I am still alive, but you have become a prisoner."

"I lost, but I will wait for you on Huangquan Road. People like my father can end up like that, and you can't escape. You are a complete liar, everyone is deceived by you, and played by you! I misunderstood you! You are heartless, hypocritical! Hypocrite!" He cursed viciously: "Someone will tear off your hypocritical face, just wait! You will not get rewarded!"

"Some people live with a clear distinction between good and evil, and some live between black and white. Who can tell whether a person is good or bad." He Zhan said, "Han Guangyi wants to hold Prince Rui hostage and force Emperor Jing Zhao to release the prince. Do you think he is the right one?" For the king and the country; but in my opinion, he is just a villain who kidnaps innocent people in exchange for benefits. At that time, either your father died or I died. Why should I give up my life for the so-called friendship? It seems that if your father wants to live, then I should die? Should Prince Rui be held hostage by him? In the final analysis, it's just that the way is different and we don't conspire with each other."

"Emperor Jing Zhao's usurping the throne itself violates the principles of the world. My father is not wrong, he is right!"

He Zhan: "When the old emperor was in power, Jingguo was in decline. He watched Luzhou being swallowed up but could not be taken back. The bandits dared to put the village under the emperor's feet. They were lawless! The officials of the court did not perform their duties, and there were many corrupt people. Officials don’t even have a chance to stand out. What is the Dao? The people are struggling to make ends meet, and this is the Dao in the world?”

Han Yang was speechless, frowning fiercely.

He Zhan said in a deep voice: "Emperor Jing Zhao is wrong again, but since he came to the throne, he has worked hard to govern. He has never abandoned the government for a day and is worthy of the people of Jingguo. No matter how right your father is, is he worthy of the Han family army and the people of Yongzhou? Because of him, the people of Tianji Prefecture The people have suffered greatly from wars, if Prince Rui hadn't brought them under control, how many people would have given their lives for nothing in the war provoked by Han Guangyi?"

"Anyway, my father is dead, and you killed my father! As his son, I should avenge him."

"Your father really wants you to avenge him? If life and death on the battlefield have to be paid for, Yasukuni is fighting every day!"

"Sweet words!" Han Yang said, "Don't try to trick me with such words! As long as I'm still alive, you'll never have a day of peace!"

"I'm waiting for you, Han Yang."

Looking at He Zhan's superior face, Han Yang was so angry that his viscera ached with tears, and he began to beat He Zhan crazily: "Why did you kill my father! Why! Liar, you liar! I don't agree with you!" Let's live together!"

He Zhan blocked it a few times, and the people outside heard the movement, rushed in quickly and dragged Han Yang back.

He Zhan waved: "Take him down, let someone send him to the south."

The wind cuts, plum blossoms blow into snow, and thousands of mountains and peaks are of the same color.

The turmoil of guarding the mausoleum gradually subsided, He Zhan suppressed the Feng family with the incident of being attacked, and was not allowed to tell about Prince Rui's appearance in the imperial mausoleum.Feng Linjia suppressed the rumors and did not let anyone in Kyoto know anything about it.

It has been a month since the mausoleum was guarded, and seeing that the Chinese New Year is about to begin, everyone in the palace has started to prepare for the new year.Due to the heavy cloudiness around the imperial mausoleum, the guardians of the mausoleum will pay special attention to festive festivals to disperse the little ghosts around them. Therefore, fireworks will be set off when night falls in the first seven days of New Year's Eve.

The bright flame in the cauldron burned for another year, year after year, and it never went out.

According to He Zhan's eyeliner in Kyoto, Wu Huyan's envoy has been in Beijing for many days.They will have a New Year's Eve banquet with Emperor Jing Zhao. After the new year, Jiang Guo's envoys will arrive before the Lantern Festival, and the palace will hold a Lantern Festival banquet to welcome guests from afar.

During this period of time, the imperial city must be very lively, but He Zhan had a good year of leisure during the period of guarding the tomb.

He Zhan pushed open the window, and the falling snowflakes turned into cool pieces in his hands.He exhaled lightly, and it turned into a cold mist.

Two or three maids came out from the opposite corridor, holding the plum-blossom porcelain vase in their arms. They saw He Zhan in a blink of an eye, saluted timidly, and inevitably peeked a few times. Seeing He Zhan smiling back, his face couldn't help turning red. It is even scarier than the plum blossoms in the vase.

He Zhan watched the snow scene from the window for a while, and saw Feng Linjia leading a person walking through the central hall, followed by another person.

Ning Jin's shadow guard.A lot of cleverness, this time I won't go over the wall.

Feng Linjia said: "My lord, the palace sent someone to bring you something."

With a stiff face, the shadow guard handed over his winter clothes: "My lord is afraid that you will be cold."