I see the snow

It's night, Jinghua Palace.

The branches of the hibiscus tree swayed gently, drawing careless shadows on the ground.

Inside the palace, there was silence.The palace people stood at the door and dozed off, leaning against the door frame with their heads tilted.

The moonlight casts down from the hollowed-out window coffin, like a mass of quicksilver, mottled and flowing.

The breeze blows the thin golden yarn, falling up and down.

Shen Yan is falling into a dream.

He saw that the whole palace was on fire, and Chu Yuan walked towards the high city wall.

Everywhere is the sound of palace people screaming, robbing valuable artifacts, and tearing brocades and silks.

The formerly graceful and luxurious Jinghua Palace has become a mess, the soldiers are in chaos, and the clapper is beating sharply. It is a signal that the inner city has been broken and the enemy army is about to enter the city.

Everyone was looking for an opportunity to escape, but some people went in the wrong direction and encountered the enemy army breaking through the palace gate, and were hacked to death with random knives.

Bright red blood splashed on the snowy White House wall at the bottom that had been blackened by the fire, and the corpse fell down before it could close its eyes.

The female relatives knew that they could not escape, so they threw themselves into the deep well one after another.

"Boom", and soon there will be no ripples.

"Xianyu..."

Shen Yan chased after the snow-white shadow and looked at him.

Chu Yuan's steps were still steady, indifferent and calm, just like usual.

But for some reason, Shen Yan could see the death silence from the silence, and the silence of the end of this life.

He wanted to stop him, tell him not to go up the city wall, and look back at himself——

But no sound.

Chu Yuan's snow-white robe with cloud patterns was soaked with blood, and there were corpses around his feet.

A puddle of warm blood stained his sleeves and hem that hung down to the ground, making the purest and most flawless robe before now appear a bit hideous.It's like a banished fairy who is not stained with dust has been pulled into the world alive.

Shen Yan didn't know what he saw on the tower, but when Chu Yuan looked down the tower, his back showed an uncontrollable sadness and mourning.

There was a head held high by a spear, standing in front of the enemy's formation, with blood dripping down continuously, making it look very dirty.

Shen Yan couldn't see the man's face clearly.

"Look back at me..."

He wants to say.

But Chu Yuan couldn't hear anything, and even passed him by.

He looked at the chaotic army below the city with indifferent eyes, as if the waves were calm.

Shen Yan didn't know what the people in the city said to him, he only heard the noisy voices, but couldn't distinguish the specific content.Chu Yuan never responded to them.

He took out a snow-white jade flute from his bosom, and held it coldly in his hand.

Chu Yuan blew it——

He walked and blew, his eyes fixed on a faraway place.The wind blew the broken hair from his temples, and his sleeves fluttered.

In the distance is the bloody setting sun, and the corpses of countless fallen soldiers.

But the sound of his flute is so leisurely and peaceful, as if he is not in front of a life-and-death battle, but in a peaceful and quiet mountain.

Shen Yan knows this song——

His heart seemed to be hit by something.

At that time, when he met Chu Yuan for the first time, Chu Yuan played it.

At that time, they didn't know each other's identities, and Shen Yan could only listen quietly.After a long time, he ordered his servants to take out the harp and sit on the ground, playing the piano with Chu Yuan in the forest.

Since then cited as a confidant.

"This is the song of our stargazer. It's called "Heaven and Earth are worse than Home"."

Chu Yuan once said.

It's just that this song should have a very indifferent tone, just like the fate of their stargazers - to just be a bystander of everything in the world, not to intervene or ask questions - but it is always played by Chu Yuan like a country song .

It's like a person observing the newly planted hibiscus seedlings in the nursery, listening to the sound of rain dripping outside the house, and knocking on the chessboard under the lamp to drop the flowers.

It is full of pursuit and obsession with the mountains and rivers of the world.

Since breaking with Chu Yuan, Shen Yan hasn't heard him play for a long time.

Now Chu Yuan played this ditty again.

He's done.

He jumped down.

Shen Yan's pupils suddenly tightened, subconsciously wanting to hold him——

The next moment, he had already woken up suddenly.

"His Majesty."

Outside the door, a palace man's thin voice came: "Do you want some water...?"

The bamboo carved drain in the yard is still falling "tick-tock", and the unhurried sound of water makes people feel at ease.

Shen Yan looked through the heavy curtains in front of the bed, looking in the direction of the carved wooden door.All I saw was the silhouette of the palace maid projected on the window paper covered with a layer of shimmering light.

It is the round official hat exclusively used by Jinghua palace supervisors, with a pompom on the top of the hat, and the back edge is very high, higher than the top of the hat.

"How many days have passed?"

Shen Yan hugged the quilt and asked in a hissing voice.

"Third watch."

The palace people respectfully answered.

The surrounding area is still quiet, except for the rustling of insects outside the window, there is no particularly obvious sound.

It was completely different from the burning sensation of the fire in the dream.

"...Young Pavilion Master, are you okay?"

After thinking about it, Shen Yan still couldn't help asking.

"very good."

Gong Ren said: "The servant of Qiuxia Terrace reported that Master Chu Yuan woke up twice today, and he was still in good spirits each time. He played chess with the young disciple who took care of him for a while, and drank some medicine before falling asleep. .”

Shen Yan let out a breath, and finally stripped herself of the palpitations in the dream.

The recent disaster in Guanshan County made him very troubled, and the relief money allotted disappeared. Shen Yan didn't visit Chu Yuan for a day or two.

The bedroom was very comfortable, occasionally a gust or two of cool wind came in through the crack of the door, and it blew on his sweat-soaked skirt, making it feel sticky and cool.

This is not the first time Shen Yan had this kind of dream.

He looked at the cold sweat on his palms, and thought silently in the heavy curtain of grace.

This dream was like a prophecy, a prophecy, firmly bound him.

Every few months, it repeats itself, and every time, it's exactly the same.

It was so subtle that when Chu Yuan stepped onto the tower, the moss-covered stone steps touched by his clothes were the same.

... Shen Yan didn't know what this meant, was it a reality that would happen one day in the future, or was it a warning from God?

"Does Lin Kun have any memorials to report?"

Shen Yan rubbed the middle of her brows, still got up from the bed, put on her clothes, and asked.

"No."

The palace man answered.

There was a rustling sound in the room, the eunuch knew that Shen Yan had started, and hurried in with a candle, Shen Yan stood in front of the table where the memorial was reviewed.

"Announce him into the palace."

Shen Yan said: "Report and talk about the progress of Chaguanshan County's relief money."

The prisoner hesitated slightly: "At this time..."

"how?"

Shen Yan glanced at him: "I'm all up at this hour, is there anyone who can't get up together?"

The personal eunuch hurriedly bowed his head: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I'll pass on His Majesty's password."

It's almost summer, and even at night, it's still very hot.

The insects in the grass rang tirelessly, Shen Yan read the memorial for a while under the lamp, and stood in front of the window.

The national emblem of the lion, which symbolizes the lord of the prosperous Zhonglu, is carved on each pillar. The images of ferocious beasts are mighty, with slender limbs, which can be seen faintly in the dark.

Shen Yan watched silently for a while, and suddenly wondered if it was due to hallucinations. For a moment, he felt that the lion jumped out of the image, walked towards him, opened its bloody mouth, and he inserted a gun into the lion's throat ——

This scene seemed familiar, buried deep in his mind, as if it really happened once.

"His Majesty."

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the palace servant's report sounded again: "Master Lin has arrived."

"..."

Shen Yan was startled, then recovered, and said, "Oh, send him in."

However, after a slight pause, Shen Yan noticed the embarrassment on the palace man's face, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Master Lin, he..."

The little supervisor who was close to him said: "I came with General Yin and Mr. Zhu..."

An hour ago, Qiushui Pavilion.

Lin Kun asked Zhaoyue repeatedly about the identity of the lyricist, but if Zhaoyue didn't answer, he really wanted to abandon Zhaoyue.

Instructed by Lin Kun, the guards at the door let go of their obstruction, and Zhu Shifeng immediately rushed in with his servants.

He reached out to grab Zhaoyue's arm, pulled her wrist, and dragged it out.

Zhaoyue uttered a cry of surprise and looked back at Lin Kun. Yushitai Zhongcheng's eyes were deep and quiet, and he sat there motionless until the moment when Zhu Shifeng was about to touch Zhaoyue, the singer wailed: " I tell you, I tell you..." He shot suddenly.

A piece of wood was thrown out, brushed against Zhu Shifeng's arm, and tore his clothes, his fat white hands were pained and loosened, and the woman with messy bun fell to the ground.

"you……"

Zhu Shifeng was speechless and out of breath.

Lin Kun stood in front of Zhaoyue in a dark green official robe, looking at Zhu Shifeng calmly.

Zhu Shifeng is simply tolerable, who can't bear it: what do you think of him?Play like a monkey!

"Lin Kun, don't you fucking blame me for being rude to you today!"

He scolded: "Li Sinian is not here, and you dare to be so arrogant with a few Habayashi soldiers? I peel your skin!"

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward with his servants.

At this time, Yin Zhichuan and Qin Ge also arrived.

After that, there was a scene of deja vu.

The major general of the Yin family, who had always been a flying eagle and running dog, who was doing evil in the capital of the stars, stretched out his foot, tripped Zhu Fushang into the mud, and stood there with his arms folded and looked at him unscrupulously, as if nothing had happened.

Qin Ge rushed over behind him and helped Zhaoyue up.She took off her clothes properly and covered them with the torn gauze dress that the singer had torn.

Zhu Shifeng got up angrily, and shouted angrily: "Yinzhichuan——"

Yinzhichuan: "Hey."

The three of them faced Zhu Shifeng one by one, and a fierce battle broke out.

"Bullshit!"

Seeing the three disheveled people in the hall, Shen Yan scolded angrily: "It's not proper for a dignified official to fight in a brothel!"

Yinzhichuan's demeanor was still at ease, he didn't even sweat much, he just leaned on the pillar of the temple, lazily adjusting his wrist guard.

Zhu Shifeng's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Master Zhu, who had always been arrogant and domineering, didn't please him this time. There were still several footprints on his luxurious clothes—it was Qin Ge who stomped on them indiscriminately. He looked in a mess;

Lin Kun's face was cold and his pupils were silent.

Just now came to announce the decree, I searched for the palace servants who couldn't find anyone, and finally stepped into the Qiushui Pavilion, seeing such a scene of jumping around, my jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Forget about General Yin, who has never been very positive in his reputation, how could the elegant and upright Mr. Lin appear on such an occasion?

"The minister was ordered to investigate the case of money relief, and went to Qiushui Pavilion in the north of the city because of clues."

For a long time, in the huge and silent palace, Lin Kun said, "I don't expect to meet Master Zhu. Seeing him robbing singers and oppressing the people, I really can't see it, so I did it."

Shen Yan's eyes turned to Zhu Shifeng, Zhu Shifeng put his hands behind his back, propped up his bloated body, and said immediately:

"You, you, you...Master Lin, you are spitting blood!"

"Whether it's blood spraying or not, the common people have their own conclusions."

Lin Kun said flatly: "There are no less than a hundred people present in the pavilion. There is no need to distinguish right from wrong."

What kind of person Zhu Shifeng is and what kind of behavior he usually does, Shen Yan knows all about it.It's just that the national treasury is empty now, and it has been in deficit year after year due to the disaster, so it has to win over a group of merchants headed by the Zhu family.

As long as there is nothing particularly unsightly, they can only turn a blind eye and let them go.Wait until the next day for a chance to do the liquidation.

What Shen Yan is most afraid of is that people like Lin Kun and Zhu Shifeng will get mixed up together. One of them is the pillar of the country, and the worst thing is to touch the sand in his eyes;

But they come to whatever they are most afraid of, even if they investigate a money relief case, they can get mixed up.