After the subjugation of the country, I became pregnant with the cub of Emperor Qiu

Yi Ci trained with Gu Zheng for half an hour before returning to the palace.

The grand maid Lan brought Yi Ci warm sweet soup, and Yi Ci shook his head.He went straight to the study and closed the door.

The study room is a forbidden place in the Yici palace, and no palace personnel are allowed to enter it at ordinary times.Except when cleaning is needed, the palace servants will be allowed in for a short while.

There is a painting on the long case of the desk, which is "The Picture of the Living Hades" that Yi Ci started to write early in the morning.

The King of Hades on the picture scroll has a calm face, but there is an aura of calm and prestige. The little ghosts around him are crawling at his feet tremblingly, and some of the little ghosts hold up tributes to worship the King of Hades, treating him like a god.But if you look closely at this painting, there seems to be a deficiency. It turns out that the eyes of Hades are empty, and the eyes are missing.

If the eyes are missing, the whole painting will always lack charm and momentum no matter how well done it is.

Yi Ci picked up the brush and stared at the painting for a long time, but he refused to let go of the brush.

His heart was always pulled by a rope, which made him unable to relax and feel relieved.Although Yi Ci is unwilling to admit it, there is always a sense of panic in Yi Ci's heart, like a lost child in the fog, unable to see the direction ahead, and does not know where he should go.

"Boom! Boom, boom!" There was a knock on the door, which surprised the preoccupied Yici.

Before Yici could respond aloud, the door had already been pushed open.This made Yi Ci frowned.

Yi Ci turned to look at the door, and found that Qiu Liang, who was dressed as a court lady, was walking into the room calmly.Yi Ci's frowning brows relaxed slightly, and he asked, "What's the matter, Qiu Liang?"

"Yi Ci." Qiu Liang said.

His voice was naturally alienated and indifferent, like the ice and snow on the top of a mountain. Although it was pleasant to hear, it lacked a bit of the fireworks of the world.

Obviously, this is not Qiu Liang's voice.

Yi Ci was stunned.

Before Yi Ci called out his name, "Qiu Liang" had already spoken again: "Yi Ci, it's me."

Yi Ci hurriedly stepped forward and said nervously: "Yu Shu, why are you here? Aren't you going to court?"

Wei Yushu looked at Yi Ci quietly, "I said I was sick."

Even though he was covered with a human | leather mask, Wei Yushu's subtle emotions were conveyed through his eyes. His calm and rational lake-like eyes looked at Yi Ci's eyes, with a hint of questioning: "What have you been doing in the past two days?" Not happy because I proposed to Gu Zheng to build a canal?"

Being stared at by such eyes, Yi Ci couldn't look directly into Wei Yushu's eyes at all, and the string in his heart tightened.Not wanting Wei Yushu to see his strangeness, Yi Ci turned his face slightly, "It's nothing."

Wei Yushu ruthlessly broke through Yi Ci's poor disguise and said, "You're lying."

Yi Ci pursed her lips and said nothing.

Wei Yushu asked him, "Why are you unhappy?"

Yi Ci opened his mouth and wanted to continue to hide his emotions, but then he thought that in front of Wei Yushu, all this was futile.So Yi Ci could only continue to remain silent.

He didn't speak, but Wei Yushu refused to let him go.When those penetrating eyes stared at Yi Ci, Yi Ci's emotions could not be concealed from these eyes, just because Wei Yushu knew him too well, and knew that even a subtle expression of Yi Ci, Wei Yushu could know what Yi Ci was thinking .

Wei Yushu sighed softly in his heart, "Are you afraid, Yi Ci? Afraid that I will take refuge in Emperor Qin, afraid that I will abandon you and leave you alone in this Qin palace?"

When Wei Yushu asked the first sentence, Yi Ci's heart trembled, and what Wei Yushu said hit his mind.

Yes, he was afraid.

He was used to handing it over to Wei Yushu, the little boy, to deal with it all the time, so he didn't know what he should do alone after Wei Yushu left.Will he end up dying of old age in this empty Qin Palace, or will he be given death for offending Gu Zheng?

The panic brought about by the daze was like a huge hand clenched his heart, making Yi Ci depressed for the past two days and unable to relax.

After being pointed out by Wei Yushu, Yi Ci had to face the panic in his heart.

He has always relied too much on Wei Yushu, but he never thought that he is no longer the monarch of Zheng Guo. Wei Yushu, Qiu Liang, and Luo An don't need to follow him anymore. They should have their own lives, and Not around a useless monarch like himself.

Yi Ci's heart was like a sponge soaked in sourness, a slight squeeze would squeeze out a little sourness, his eyes were sore, he turned his back to Wei Yushu, his long black hair was scattered on his thin back.Yi Ci took a deep breath, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "You are right, I am afraid. I have always relied too much on you, Qiu Liang, and Luo An. Since childhood, you have been It has helped me a lot. Now that Zheng Guo is gone, you, you don’t have to follow me anymore, you should have your own life. Yushu, you have always been a very ambitious person. Follow Gu Zheng, you I will definitely be able to realize my ambition, even if you follow him, I won't blame you, really."

Wei Yushu behind him was silent.

Yi Ci's heart also tightened a little bit in such silence, his eyes were sour, and he twitched the corners of his mouth.

No matter what decision Wei Yushu made, he would not blame him.Although Yi Ci had already made all the preparations, when he really faced Wei Yushu's abandonment, he still felt unspeakably sad.This sadness might get better after a while, Yi Ci comforted herself in her heart.

Suddenly, Wei Yushu asked back: "We are leaving, what about you?"

Yi Ci opened his mouth, his throat was choked, and he couldn't say anything.

Wei Yushu's words were a bit sharp: "A person who bears the humiliation and burdens in the Qin Palace, forcing himself to serve an enemy who destroyed his own country? Or die of old age and illness in the Qin Palace full of resentment?"

A hand rested on Yi Ci's shoulder.

The hand was so pale that it was almost transparent, the blue blood vessels on the arm were clearly visible, and it trembled uncontrollably.

Yi Ci's shoulder seemed to drop a piece of coal fire, burning his heart.With strength in that hand, for the first time, he forcefully asked Yi Ci to turn around and face him.

Turning around, Yi Ci bumped into Wei Yushu's eyes under the mask, those eyes that were rational and indifferent to the point of lacking emotion, were burning with anger at this moment, it was a faint blue flame, seemingly calm but with the power to incinerate everything temperature.Wei Yushu asked forcefully, "Is this ending what you want?"

Wei Yushu stared at Yi Ci: "Qiu Liang pretended to be a maid and sneaked into the Qin Palace, Luo An was lurking in the Qin Palace, and I tried my best to be the Prime Minister of the Qin Kingdom. What is all this for? It's to save you from Qin." Gong, for you to help you restore the country! For this common goal, we risked death if exposed, and we are willing. Qiu Liang didn't say anything, Luo An didn't say anything, but you want to shrink back and give up."

"Abandon us all, Yi Ci, is this what you want?"

"I don't, I..." Yi Ci found that his words were so pale in front of Wei Yushu.

Wei Yushu looked directly into Yi Ci's eyes, "Yi Ci, do you know the reason why I must go to the mountain to study as a teacher?"

Wei Yushu stopped Yici from wanting to say, "It's not for ideals, not for ambition, and not for the people of the world. It's for you, Yici! Because you like calligraphy and painting, and don't like state affairs, I insisted on studying in the mountains for twelve years." , just to stand in front of you, so that you can do everything you want behind me!"

Yi Ci's eyes widened slightly.It never occurred to him that it would be the reason.

Even if Wei Yushu had said to him on the day he left, "Yi Ci, when I come back, leave everything to me", Yi Ci only regarded it as a childhood joke.Unexpectedly, Wei Yushu has always remembered this joke in his heart until now.

Seeing Yi Ci's expression, Wei Yushu could only calm down no matter how angry he was.

Wei Yushu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had recovered his usual calmness and rationality. He said to Yi Ci seriously: "In short, don't mention such things again. Qiu Liang, Luo An, and I are willing to follow you Around us, it is our own choice.”

Yi Ci's tears could no longer be controlled, and his eyelashes were wet. He lowered his head and gave a soft "um".

Seeing him like this, Wei Yushu's anger dissipated a bit again.

He thought of Yi Ci's heartbreaking incident, and felt helpless in his heart. His voice was as cold as spring water with a faint smile: "You think that the reason I proposed to let Emperor Qin build the aqueduct is because I took refuge in Qin... Huang, do you want to use Qin Huang to realize the revenge in my heart?"

Yi Ci bowed his head and remained silent.

Wei Yushu raised his hand from Yi Ci's shoulder, and gently scratched Yi Ci's nose with his cold fingers, just like when he was a child. "You."

Wei Yushu explained: "Do you know the most important reason why I suggested Emperor Qin build the canal? The soldiers of the State of Zheng have their weapons confiscated and are guarded by Emperor Qin's army. recall?"

Only then did Yi Ci understand Wei Yushu's deep meaning.He was beginning to feel ashamed of his wild thinking.

Just when Yi Ci was ashamed, Wei Yushu suddenly lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down on one knee. He looked up at Yi Ci, put one hand on his chest, and said in a very serious and pious tone: "I, Wei Yushu I swear here that I will only follow Yi Ci loyally in this life, if you break this oath, you will be punished by quartering!"

Yi Ci was shocked when he heard the last sentence, and Lima pulled Wei Yushu to stand up, frowning a little annoyed: "Don't swear indiscriminately!"

Wei Yushu looked at Yi Ci, and suddenly chuckled: "Okay."

After all, Yi Ci was in the Qin Palace, with many eyes and ears, Wei Yushu couldn't stay for too long, so he left Yi Ci's bedroom after solving the misunderstanding.Not long after, Qiu Liang sneaked into Yi Ci's study room with his head poking around, winked at Yi Ci and said, "How was your talk with Wei Yushu?"

Yi Ci stared at Qiu Liang quietly, until Qiu Liang got goose bumps all over his body. "You go to Wei Yushu's place to talk nonsense in the future, and you don't even want to eat supper in the future!"

Immediately, Qiu Liang's face collapsed with joy, and he looked up to the sky and sighed.How could he think of the bad guy who came in to touch Yi Ci at this time!

Qin Huang Guzheng decreed that the canal to be built was named "Tianqu".

The Tianqu flows from east to west, connecting the Tianmen River in Dongling County with the Linghe River in Xingwang County. This Tianqu will flow through [-] counties, spanning almost half of the Qin Kingdom.Such a huge project was unheard of and required countless manpower.

Qin Huang Gu Zheng ordered Xiang Guoyu Changshou to be in charge of this matter, and appointed Shi Mingzhi, the son of the old man Shi Zhong, to be in charge of the planning and construction of the Tianqu.For the required manpower, soldiers from the first six countries were directly recruited to serve in corvée.

A village in Qin State.

Several Qin soldiers came to the door of a farmhouse, knocked hard on the door, and knocked on the dilapidated wooden door with a "bang bang" sound.

After knocking for a long time, a young woman in old and clean clothes opened the door. Her face was pale, her eyes flustered, and she glanced into the room from time to time, looking very nervous.She asked the soldiers of Qin State fearfully, "Who are you here for?"

One of the Qin soldiers said impatiently: "Ask your lord to come out and speak."

The woman's face turned even paler, and she reluctantly supported the door frame and said, "My husband is seriously ill, and he is bedridden, unable to get up at all... adults, please forgive me."

The Qin soldier directly pushed the woman away, pushed the woman almost to the ground, walked into the courtyard carelessly and said, "Whether he is sick or not, now His Majesty Qin Huang wants to build the Tianqu, your husband used to be Zhao The soldiers of the country, according to the regulations, should go to serve corvee and build the Tianqu, this person must be taken away."

Soon, several soldiers dragged out a sallow, emaciated man from the house.As soon as the woman saw this scene, she rushed up and cried, "You can't take him away, my husband is really sick, woo woo woo..."

No one paid any attention to the woman's crying, and several soldiers of Emperor Qin left with the man.

This kind of thing happened in every village.All the soldiers of the six countries, whether they were really sick, pretended to be sick, ran away, or begged for mercy, could not escape the ending of being arrested and served in corvee.Countless people could only cry and watch their sons, husbands, and fathers being taken away by Qin soldiers.

For a while, countless people scolded Qin Huang Gu Zheng for his great achievements and absurdity.

On the other side, Yu Xiangjie returned to his master, Monk Juyuan, in despair.

Far away from the capital city of the Qin State, the people in these remote places don't care about calligraphy and painting at all, and no one talks about the literary struggle between Wan Bei Xianren and Yu Xiangjie.Not hearing the name of Wanbei Xianren, Yu Xiangjie felt that his heart was slightly comforted.

He walked to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and then climbed over this mountain to the residence of monk Juyuan.Thinking of meeting Monk Juyuan soon, Yu Xiangjie raised his nervousness after a little relaxation.

Before he set off, Monk Juyuan had absolute confidence in him and never thought about the possibility of him losing.Yu Xiangjie is his direct disciple, and he has won his true biography. Monk Juyuan is very assured of Yu Xiangjie's strength, and thinks that when Yu Xiangjie returns again, he must have already gained fame and emerged.

However, Yu Xiangjie lost.

This news must have reached the ears of monk Juyuan.

Yu Xiangjie's expression froze, thinking of his vow to take revenge on Wanbei idlers, even if he was afraid of facing Monk Juyuan, he had to grit his teeth and move on.

It took almost a day, and Yu Xiangjie finally climbed over the steep and rugged Zhongnan Mountain, and what he saw was a quiet valley filled with mist.

He walked along the path with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and finally at night, he saw the courtyard of monk Juyuan.

"Boom, boom." Yu Xiangjie knocked on the knocker and knocked on the door.The two stone lions outside the room stared at him, as if they were staring at a wild monster in the mountains.When the cold wind picked up, Yu Xiangjie shivered.The temperature in the mountains is much lower than outside, and you can get by with a single coat outside, but you need to wear thick cotton coats in the mountains.Not to mention that it's winter now, and it won't be long before there will be snow in the mountains.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" After waiting for a long time for anyone to open the door, Yu Xiangjie frowned and wrapped his clothes.

Is the master not in the house?But it was so late, where else could Master be if he wasn't in the house?

Yu Xiangjie originally planned to enter the house and ask someone to cook him a bowl of hot soup, eat two hot dishes, and then grill over charcoal fire.But now he was trapped outside the door, and it was too late to leave to the post station, so he couldn't make his way in the dark.Yu Xiangjie suddenly felt a little hopeless. Thinking of what happened recently, someone as arrogant as Yu Xiangjie was also a little disheartened.

He was sitting outside the door with his arms folded, with a handsome face blankly looking at the dark valley, looking lonely and pitiful.

Suddenly, the door of the room, which hadn't been answered for a long time, opened with a "squeak", and a ten-year-old boy in a thick cotton coat stood outside the door, pouted at Yu Xiangjie, "Stop squatting, come in quickly."

Yu Xiangjie couldn't help feeling angry, since there were people in the room, it took him so long to open the door!

Seeing Yu Xiangjie's expression, the little boy immediately laughed, and whispered to him: "Don't look at me, Mr. Juyuan asked me to do this."

Yu Xiangjie's anger was halfway through, he couldn't get up or down, he gave the little boy a hard look, threw his salute to the little boy, and hurried to Monk Juyuan's room by himself.

Yu Xiangjie knocked on the door respectfully, and waited for a while before hearing "Come in" from the room.

That tense feeling returned to Yu Xiangjie's heart.Yu Xiangjie clenched his fist and let it go, exhaled slowly, and then opened the door and entered the room.

"Master." Yu Xiangjie saluted.

Yu Xiangjie didn't dare to raise his head without hearing his master monk Juyuan's response.Being treated like this by monk Juyuan one after another, Yu Xiangjie couldn't help feeling a little resentful in his heart, but he still said honestly: "Master, this disciple has failed your old man's expectations. Wendou."

Finally, the Juyuan monk said "Yes".

Sure enough, even though he was far away from the capital of Qin, the well-informed monk Juyuan knew about it a long time ago.

There was no joy in the voice of the Juyuan monk, just like an old monk sitting in front of a Buddha statue and knocking on a wooden fish. "Tell me about your journey to Qindu this time."

Yu Xiangjie didn't dare to be sloppy, and immediately told the monk Juyuan carefully what happened on his journey.

When Monk Juyuan heard the Wendou between Yu Xiangjie and Wan Beixian, the complexion of Monk Juyuan, who had always been in meditation like an old monk, finally changed. He raised his eyelids slightly, and a shrewd light flashed in his eyes .

He had seen Wan Beixian's calligraphy and painting, and he was the same as Yu Xiangjie, thinking that Wan Beixian was a tall man in his 50s, but he didn't expect Wan Beixian to look so young, which seemed to be about the same age as Yu Xiangjie.Being so young and so savvy, his ability to comprehend landscape painting is so high that he even found a new way to create the landscape painting method of ink and wash landscape!

Such excellence reminds Monk Juyuan of his youth.

When he was young, he was far less outstanding than this!

Monk Juyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

After Yu Xiangjie finished speaking, Monk Juyuan frowned, and was finally willing to look at him.Yu Xiangjie breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the Juyuan monk would pay attention to him, it means that this matter should have passed.

Just when Yu Xiangjie wanted to ask the master how to take revenge on Wanbei idlers, the monk Juyuan raised his old eyelids to look at him, and said indifferently: "This time I lost such a big face, even the face I brought to the old man is all lost." , You stay in the house and reflect on yourself! Come see me in a month."

Yu Xiangjie lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. He said "disciple knows his mistake" and backed out.

That night, there was only a thin quilt in Yu Xiangjie's room, and there was no charcoal fire, let alone hot soup or dishes.Although he knew the ruthlessness of monk Juyuan for a long time, Yu Xiangjie always thought that he was special in the heart of monk Juyuan. After all, he was with monk Juyuan when he was a few years old. his child.

But now Yu Xiangjie just lost his face, and he was treated like this by the monk Juyuan, which made Yu Xiangjie very cold.

After a month of confinement, Yu Xiangjie came to Monk Juyuan's room again.

Monk Juyuan sat on a futon. He shaved his head like other monks, but there was no ring scar on his head. His face was as old as an old man in his seventies, but his body looked very strong, and his eyes were hale and spirited. .At this time, there was a long case in front of him, and a calligraphy on the long case.

The handwriting on the calligraphy is clear and powerful, tall and thin, unique and unique.Yu Xiangjie recognized whose handwriting it was at a glance.

All sad idlers!

Yu Xiangjie suppressed the resentment in his eyes, bowed and knelt down in front of the Juyuan monk, "Master."

After a month, the anger in Monk Juyuan's heart had dissipated a lot, and he returned to Yu Xiangjie's familiar appearance again.He smiled at Yu Xiangjie, very amiable: "Come on, take a look at this, what do you think?"

Yu Xiangjie took the calligraphy carefully, suppressing the disgust in his heart, and forced the corner of his mouth to say: "It's very good."

"That's right, otherwise you wouldn't have lost to him." A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the monk Juyuan. Frustrations and trials, how can you subdue your heart, you must know that humility is the foundation!"

Yu Xiangjie's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he knew that his master would not let Wan Bei Xianren off easily. Wan Bei Xianren not only won him, but also made his master Juyuan monk look ugly. How could Juyuan monk swallow this? Tone?

Monk Juyuan glanced at Yu Xiangjie: "Xiangjie, how do you think this setback should be dealt with?"

Yu Xiangjie tentatively said: "Let people criticize his works, so that people who don't know will think that his virtue is not worthy?"

Monk Juyuan smiled and shook his head, "Just wait."

A few days later, monk Juyuan suddenly brought Yu Xiangjie to a beautifully decorated attic. There were already people waiting in the attic, all of whom were well-known masters in the northern school of painting.As soon as these people saw the Juyuan monk, they greeted him one after another, and said hello to the Juyuan monk, and the Juyuan monk responded one by one with a smile.

Soon, everyone took their seats. Monk Juyuan sat at the head, and Yu Xiangjie was not qualified enough, so he could only stand beside Monk Juyuan and listen.

Monk Juyuan looked around and found that no one was absent, so he nodded in satisfaction.After a speech, he finally got to the point and asked everyone: "Now everyone has heard the name of Wan Bei Xian Ren."

All the people present are famous people in the painting circle, who has never heard of the literary battle between Wan Beixian and Yu Xiangjie?Naturally, he also knew the result of this literary battle.Seeing Monk Juyuan mention it on his own initiative now, many people changed their minds and immediately understood Monk Juyuan's intentions.

So someone immediately said: "Of course I have heard of it, but looking at his paintings, it is not as magical as the rumors."

"Isn't it ridiculous that there are still people calling it 'Shanshui No.1'?"

"Hahaha, those are the nonsense of idlers who don't know how to paint, how can this boy be compared with Mr. Juyuan!"

Monk Juyuan listened quietly to everyone's discussion. When he heard "Shanshui No. 1", the corner of Monk Juyuan's mouth froze, and he lowered his eyelids to block the light in his eyes.

The author has something to say: I would like to apologize to everyone here. I was in a bad state two days ago, so I made some adjustments, and something was delayed.Now come back to update normally.