Brother Donggong

Nanyuan is the place where the emperor practiced ritual, and this is the forbidden garden among the forbidden gardens.Those who set foot here at will without being called upon will only end up with no bones left.Legend has it that there are many, many scriptures stored here, whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, the same sweat, the same great law is boundless, the same sentient beings, the same appearance, the same life and death Nirvana.

According to legend, the Buddha chose a blunt man to preach in the Golden Wheel Dharma Realm.Dumb guy, I thought he was an idiot, but now it seems that that idiot is much smarter than most people in the world.

At least smarter than me.

I can't understand Buddhist scriptures at all, and I can't read Zen words. I don't have many questions. If I can figure it out, I have already figured it out.

I came to Nanyuan to pick up a portrait.

Cucumber has an extraordinary identity. He has a waist card that allows us to enter and leave Nanyuan at will without being frustrated.

Nanyuan, Zangshu Pavilion.

There is no one here, but it shines like a mirror, as if someone is taking care of it carefully every day.

Cucumber opened the rosewood gold bookcase on the top and took out the picture scroll I wanted.

I have seen it, it was in the ancient royal tomb, when the dust was flying, Cui Bicheng was in danger, so I didn't look carefully, I just exclaimed suddenly, but it set off a huge wave in my confused life.

It's right in front of me now.

I knelt and sat beside the desk, carefully, holding my breath, and slowly unfolded this pair of yellowed silk, fearing that if I yawned, it would shatter.

I heard people say that the person in the painting is my own father.

Dazheng's sinner.

In the painting, he is sitting lazily, holding a porcelain cup in his hand, and gently bringing it to his lips.

According to the legend, he is like a jackal, but has a feminine face.

Pale face, blood-red lips, with a treacherous but shy and sweet smile.

Cucumber said, "This is a portrait hand-painted by the emperor himself."

I muttered, "Then he must love him very much."

Cucumber raised a confused face, "What? Who loves whom? Who doesn't love whom? Who is who?"

I patted him on the shoulder, "Maybe you are suitable for meditation."

Cucumber with a sluggish face spoke out the most unexplorable, unexplainable, yet deeply trapped puzzle in this world.

I look at this picture.

In the past, some people were hesitant to speak, obscure, and turbulent past events seemed to be displayed in this painting.The sun shines through the carved windows of the Forbidden Palace, and it sprinkles on the scroll like gold, blurring time, life and death.

He loves him.

This kind of emotion can deceive the world, Qingshi, and even oneself, but it cannot deceive the heart.One stroke at a time, carefully drawn, can give the deceased an eternal smile, all because of his love for him.

Perhaps love is stronger than death.

Death can only make people bid farewell to this world; but love can make people go to heaven, or sink into endless hell forever.

With a creak, the carved door was gently pushed open.

Cucumber scolded, "Bold, trespassing on Nanyuan, no death penalty... pardon..."

However, just like growing up, seeing that person, Cucumber's tongue seemed to be taken away by a cat, and he couldn't speak a word clearly.

Is the prince.

I didn't know that he had already returned to the palace. When I looked up and saw the sky behind him, it was already dusk, and the majestic palace was faintly visible in the twilight.

Cucumber obviously remembered the prince's ban and became panicked. Wen Zhan forbade me to enter the palace again, and also forbade me to appear in front of him again, otherwise, if he saw him once, he would kill me once.Cucumber started to tremble in fright, he didn't even greet the prince, he knelt on the ground, crawled forward, and began to beg for mercy incoherently, "Your Highness, please be kind, everything is the fault of this servant, it's the servant who lost his mind. If you insisted on bringing Mr. Zhao to Nanyuan, if you want to kill him, kill your slaves,... Your Highness, be kind, be kind..."

Wen Zhan didn't seem to notice, just looked at me.

After a long time, it seemed that the sky outside had completely darkened. He suddenly frowned, as if he had just seen a cucumber kowtowing in front of him. He looked down, and the cucumber also looked up at him.

"go out!"

he ordered.

Cucumber looked at him with some fear, and then looked back at me. Two people came in outside and took Cucumber away, and then the two heavy carved doors were closed behind Wen Zhan.

He walked slowly, like a soul sleeping in the underworld, seeing the first ray of sunshine in the next life.

I wanted to see him clearly, but my eyes hurt, I closed my eyes, and the palms covering my eyes were wet.What kind of pain is this? It’s not the criss-crossing wounds on my body that have already healed, but why does it make me feel so painful that I want to die immediately? !

He stopped in front of the desk.

It's so close that I can even hear my breathing. With a crackling sound, I seem to be able to hear the sound of my shriveled heart breaking, just like the tortoise shell that the great priest uses to dry up the fire every time there is a big crusade. , a trace of chapped until it became powder.

Then he pulled away my hand from the portrait.

His fingers are cold, without the temperature before, for some reason, I can feel the slight trembling of his fingertips.

"Chengyi..." His voice was very soft, and then he said, "I hate you."

"But I know it's just an excuse not to forget you."

He pressed my palm on his heart, but said in a deadly cold tone, "This is only yours, it has always been, so, I accept my fate."

I almost cried so much that I couldn't bear to live. All the past events and his bloody love were intertwined into a black net, tightly covering the already dark Nanyuan Library.

I know I'm going to die.

I've been sorry to too many people in my life, but the one I can't bear the most is Wen Zhan's love debt.He is the person I can't forget even when I cross the Naihe bridge, and it seems that he is the person I can't say goodbye even if I die.

I put my arms around him and endured the whirling kisses and demands.

Wen Zhan licked every wound on my back that had healed, he had learned to be patient, he broke my arms around his neck, turned me over, and pressed me on the wooden couch, I heard With a broken voice in his panting, "I haven't done it for a long time, this position is more comfortable...don't do this, our time is very, very long..."

It turns out that it is a very simple thing to let go of all the aftermath to have fun. It is the entanglement between the body and the body, indulging in lust to the death and lingering, and using it with forgetfulness, just like Wen Zhan's cruel but scarred love, which is endless.

However, no matter how strong the wildfire is, there will be a moment when it disappears.

It was silent.

I lay between his arms, listening to rustling sounds outside.I sat up from his arms, left the wooden couch, walked to the carved window, pushed my hands away, it turned out that it was snowing.The fragrance of the plum garden in Nanyuan floats.In front of me is a group of trees in full bloom, gorgeous plum blossoms in a bright and lonely state, and misty falling snow that pierces the sky and the earth.

Wen Zhan also got up.

He came up behind me, put his arm across my chest, and leaned his chin on my shoulder, and I subconsciously raised my finger and stroked his cheek.

"Wen Zhan..."

"what?"

"Yin Qiluo is a good girl, I'm sorry, you...don't embarrass her..."

After a while, he said, "Yes."

There was a sound in his nostrils, and he responded vaguely.

I heard the emperor said that he and my father Zhao Runan are the best friends of the general manager, and if they die, they can trust their orphans or their wives.And me and Wen Zhan?We can go to Qiongbi and fall to Huangquan, but I am dead, but I hope he lives.Because I am only half of him, and his other half is the throne and the entire Dazheng country.I can't have all of him.

One day later, King Ning's army forcibly crossed the Yellow River and approached Yongjing.

The cottages outside the capital were in a panic, some went to the city to seek refuge with relatives and friends, some abandoned their farmhouses and house tiles, and fled to flee famine, causing panic in Yongjing City.

Everyone was talking about it, saying that the Yin family army deployed by the imperial court in Datong, Xuanfu, was eating dry food, why didn't they stop King Ning?In fact, I know that Yin Butang seems to have deliberately made way for King Ning to go to Yongjing after receiving the order from the prince.

Wen Zhan said that he wants to let his enemies approach him, the closer the better, and let his own army surround him, so that he can destroy all the enemies with the posture of closing the door and beating dogs.Moreover, Wen Zhan's real confidant, Pei Tan, led [-] cavalrymen to the outskirts of Yongjing and secretly set up defenses. No one else knew about this, nor did Yin Mingyang.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, Yongjing seems to be an isolated city.

The emperor woke up. Although he was not in good spirits, he practiced meditation in Nanyuan as usual.This time I was studying Buddhism. When I asked for an audience, he took a Diamond Sutra and was studying it.Seeing me coming, he smiled and pointed to the futon opposite, "Sit."

I knelt before him.

Seeing me like this, the emperor stopped smiling. He took the clear soup served by Li Fang from his hand, took a sip, and sat up straight.

Me, "Emperor."

Him, "Call me Dad."

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"Why, can't you call it out? Back then, you were so proud of the fruit. You eat mine, drink mine, use mine, spend mine, and take mine. It's all right and proper. If you're not my son, what are you?"

With difficulty, I called out a title I hadn't spoken for a long time, "Father."

He let out a long breath, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

I held it in both hands and handed something over.It is a gorgeous silk letter, soft and smooth, unrolled, on it is the calligraphy of the emperor Luanxiang Fengzhu, with iron and silver hooks, and it reads: Crown Prince Wen Zhan, the land is only the right, and he lives in the Liang Dynasty.Train with poetry and books, teach with ritual and music.But it alienates gentlemen and is intimate with small groups.Violence, tyranny, and chaos are difficult to utter. Jie and Zhou are not comparable to their viciousness, and bamboo and silk cannot bear their bad reputation.

How can we keep the system of utensils and compile them, and bear the weight of the seven temples?

Wen Zhan should be deposed as a commoner.

Dazheng has made great achievements for thousands of years, and I will rule the world in peace. I must not entrust this person.

Underneath is the scarlet imperial treasure seal.

This is the imperial edict entrusted by the emperor himself to depose the prince, and asked me to take it out of Yongjing and hand it over to King Ning. However, what I took out of the city was only a blank scroll sealed with glue.

I kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, stop."

The real edict has always been in my hands.

King Ning was deceived.

But the situation is so far, it's like an arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired.He could only lead his troops eastward, but he hesitated for a while because he didn't have the real imperial decree of King Qin in his hands.When he reached the Yellow River, he dared not cross by force, but in the end, he had to cross.He cannot show his cowardice to his soldiers, nor can he show his cowardice to his adversaries.Up to now, the situation is chaotic, but only weapons are real, and everyone wants to fish in troubled waters and achieve immortal achievements.

I, "King Ning does not have an edict in his hand. His army is not Qin Wang, but a rebellion. Maybe a decree from the crown prince can put him in a desperate situation. At that time, he is struggling. The 20 army rebelled. If disasters continue, Dazheng's world will suffer heavy losses."

The emperor looked at me and put the Diamond Sutra in his hand neatly.He said softly, "What do you mean?"

I took out the imperial edict I drafted and put it in his hand.

Then he knelt down neatly.

"Your Majesty, please formally decree to abdicate, and Prince Yu will ascend the throne."

He was as calm as a pool of clear water, silent and silent.And Li Fang beside him yelled in horror, and immediately covered his mouth tightly, his knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground.

After a long time, he said, "Wen Zhan sent you here?"

I shook my head, "No, he doesn't know anything."

But he smiled, "I thought he finally had the courage to force the palace! We, father and son, monarch and minister, have been fighting against each other, but now the king does not see the king, but neither of us can make the last move. Yu Son, it's none of your business, you go, what's the matter, let him do it himself! I don't believe it, my prince is as useless as the sons of Duke Huan of Qi and King Wuling of Zhao, who has the courage to usurp the throne, but dare not face it Facing Qing Shi, facing the world, only dare to starve their father to death, and dare not raise a knife to kill the emperor's father!"

I knelt and climbed two steps, "Your Majesty! Are you really willing to force the prince to kill the king and seize the throne, and seek to usurp the throne?

Loyal ministers have produced rebellious sons since ancient times.

As a prince, he can deal with the emperors, queens, ancestors and clans, and he can deal with billions of people.On his shoulders, he can bear the thousand-year foundation of his ancestors, the well-being of the common people, and the ten thousand squares of Kyushu!

Now, rumors have spread all over the world, saying that the crown prince's plan for the country is wrong, not only King Ning, but even the princes and towns who hold military power in various places are also using this excuse to plot wrongdoing.Perhaps the crown prince will eventually pacify the Eight Desolations, but, together with the war, the smoke of the blaze will be everywhere, and the people will be devastated.

According to "Zuo Zhuan", Zang Wenzhong said: "Song Qi is prosperous! Tang and Yu sinned against themselves, and their prosperity also flourished; Jie and Zhou sinned against others, and their death also suddenly. The rise and fall of prosperity and decline are only at the fingertips. The emperor... the emperor was angry , shedding blood and drifting on the oars, don't abandon the world because of your own selfish thoughts."

He looked at the ancient carved windows, the shadows left by the delicate patterns were revealed on his face, like wounds engraved on the soul.

I spread out the picture scroll he had drawn by himself.

In the painting, he is sitting lazily, lifelike, with a treacherous but shy and sweet smile on his lips.

"Your Majesty, my mother said that my father, Zhao Runan, died for you and for the sake of Dazheng Jiangshan. You have the heart to see my father suffer from a thousand swords and lingering times, and the peaceful and prosperous world that will be exchanged for the eternal infamy, and your life's hard work." In vain?"

His eyes just looked at the portrait, watching quietly.

boom!boom! !boom! ! ——

This is the gunpowder smoke that summoned the army. The colorful fireworks exploded over the city of Yongjing, filled the entire sky, and then scattered in all directions before returning to silence.

War is imminent.

"Wanfang is guilty, and I am guilty." The emperor actually smiled, "Li Fang, bring a pen and paper, and Yuxi come here."

Edict of Abdication:

It has been more than a thousand years since Zhaoji Xiandi opened his business and experienced many adventures.When it comes to the palace, Chaoqinye does not intend to relax in case.Although the city is peaceful and the people are not hungry or cold, I wanted to open up the frontiers and break the deserts in the sea and desert, and build the country to be powerful among the barbarians. Grass, but unable to maintain Yande, I feel really ashamed and regretful.

The first lesson is to be diligent in your ears, but you never dared to bribe your heart, and the affairs of the monarchy are also important.The fault of overthrowing and declining will not be repaid by ten thousand deaths. Fortunately, the ancestor Meiyou, and the consolation of the heir Wen Zhan, who is blessed by God, is intelligent and wise, broad and kind, and understands the pain of the heart of heaven and the suffering of the people. , the letter can be entrusted with the holy appointment of the country.

The "Book" says that one must choose the virtuous and capable for his avenues, and the power of the wife will eventually decline.It is absurd to follow the footsteps of the sages Yao and Shun, and pass on the emperor's career to his son Wenzhan, in the hope that the grandeur of the ancestors will be accomplished, and the unfinished achievements of the ages will be accomplished!Yu play!I have felt it for a long time, but I can only cover it up to the ancestors. (Note)

The last stroke paused, piercing through the back of the paper.

Li Fang tremblingly held it over to Chuanguo Yuxi, the emperor was about to cover it, but found that the cinnabar had dried up, pressed it hard, but there was still no trace.I stepped forward, took out the dagger from my sleeve, cut my wrist, blood spurted out, poured into the cinnabar box, and then stamped on the back of the jade seal, the emperor exerted force on his wrist, and finally, the great seal was stamped on the edict of abdication.

The emperor threw the wolf hair, and suddenly stopped me and said, "You chose this path yourself. From now on, no one can restrain Wen Zhan. Your life and death depends on fate..."

I looked up at him and said word by word, "Your Majesty, you took me as your son, but I disobeyed my father. As a subject of Dazheng, I threatened Your Majesty and forced you to abdicate. This is treason, and I am a sinner. There is no face left between heaven and earth.”

As I said that, the dagger in my hand turned around and pierced hard into my own heart.

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