Dongyin

Not to mention that Mr. Shan had a secret discussion in Bai Yan's room, only that Duan Hong was worried about Zhuangji's illness, and after listening to Bai Yan's words, he was secretly sad, walking back and forth in the courtyard corridor.

From time to time, the scene of Duan Chun's passing flashed in her mind. Although she was young and inexperienced, she passed away in a trance, but her memory was like an eternal nightmare, which she could not forget for a long time.

"Your Majesty, General Envoy Yang is seeking an audience at the outer court."

Yang Zhen?Duan Hong calmed down, what's the rush, why do you have to come to see him at night?She pondered for a moment, and said, "Let him wait in the study."

When Duan Hong arrived in the study, the room was filled with white air, and it became much warmer.A big man stood in the mist, looking a little tired.Duan Hong only glanced at him, sat down in front of the desk, and said casually, "Sit."

Yang Zhen had never been treated like an admonisher, and he just stood in front of the case without moving.

The maid came over with a cup of hot tea, Duan Hong didn't bother to bother him, and brought the tea, just in the middle of the air, suddenly saw a rather large wooden box in front of the case, very strange, she paused, and asked, "What is this? "

Yang Zhen hesitated and said, "Go back to Your Majesty, let that old Taoist escape."

"Run away?" Duan Hong's eyes gradually turned cold, she put down the teacup, with a hint of anger, "There are so many people, even a half-dead old man can't be caught?"

"It's the minister's dereliction of duty." Yang Zhen said in a hoarse voice, "That day, the minister was so strict that no fly could fly out. After the fire, the minister inspected the corpse as usual, but found nothing. I thought the old man was killed The fire was reduced to ashes, but the Taoist robe he was wearing was still intact, so I judged that he had escaped."

Duan Hong didn't speak, but looked down at the wooden box, could it be that Taoist robe?Because he signaled to the left and right to take it, he opened the box and saw that it was indeed.

"There is a doggerel on this Taoist robe, I dare not hide it."

Duan Hong glanced at him coldly, and ordered to spread the Taoist robe to the left and right, and saw more than twenty big characters written in cinnabar on the inside of the robe, which was particularly conspicuous.

"Life is empty,

Why bother to go west and east.

Thousand years of achievements are not dreams,

When I wake up, I'm talking big"

This poem is so familiar, Duan Hong thought for a while after reading it, isn't this the poem that Zhuang Ji gave her on the title page of the preface to Lin'an, pretending to be a ghost! "Take it and burn it."

"Your Majesty, this...won't this be shown to the prime minister?"

"The prime minister is recuperating now, what poems are you reading?!" It was all caused by that dead old man. Duan Hong was displeased, and looked at Yang Zhendao, "I see that old Taoist is weak and weak, and he won't live long. You didn't find the corpse, so you can Didn't send someone to investigate, and waited so long before saying it?"

"Your Majesty's lesson," Yang Zhen hurriedly said, "I went to look for it at that time...but the old Taoist fled to Miss Biao, because His Majesty gave an order earlier, and I didn't dare to disturb her. But the old Taoist passed away before an hour had passed."

"Really?" Duan Hong asked coldly, the old man had a lot of tricks, maybe it was a fake death?

"...The minister witnessed Master Shan burying that old Taoist with his own eyes."

"Shan Junxiang?" Duan Hong was startled, she actually ran there, she should have guessed that the old man died because of her, how could she act as if she had never heard of such a big thing? "Are you sure the old man is dead?"

"The minister is willing to guarantee the head of the project!"

"Okay." Duan Hong's eyes slowly fell back to the teacup, "You go." Shan Junxiang is quite similar to her, but he never can bear the slightest anger, if he is angry and still doesn't know, then he is really going My heart went.

The wind picked up again outside, and there were only two or three oil lamps flickering in the whole study, flickering on and off.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, and King Zhao has to go to the palace to pay tribute early in the morning, so it's time to rest."

Only then did Duan Hong come back to his senses, and sighed lowly, "Life is empty, why bother to be so busy..." What is she asking for?Jiangshan or beauty?Or neither.She tightly held the jade in her hand, what exactly did she want?

A sudden gust of wind creaked the door halfway open, and the papers on the desk folded and flew around.Left and right hurriedly chased after him. In a panic, Duan Hong slowly got up and walked towards the door. His figure was extremely lonely. He was stunned for a moment, and followed carefully.

I saw Duan Hong holding the door frame with his hands, looking at the newly built garden platform, with a little light in his eyes, and after a long time, she asked with a trembling voice, "Did you hear that?"

"What... what?" Zuo Zuo stuttered in shock.

"Father's singers are still arguing, making it difficult for people to sleep well in the middle of the night." A tear fell, and Duan Hong stepped into the cold wind, leaving the little servant in a mess.

The moment the door opened, she suddenly understood that what she wanted was not Jiangshan or Bai Yan, but the happiness and memories that she could no longer have.And those who are moving away from her are exactly what she desperately wants to keep.No matter how much she built it to look like the Pingnan Palace, some people would never come back.Like Duan Chun, or Shan Junxiang.

"Didn't you be asked to serve the prime minister every step of the way, why did you come out?" In the outer hall, carefully watching Duan Hong's face from left to right, asked the group of maids.

"The slave girl is guilty" the servant girl knelt on the ground, knocking her head loudly.

"Your Majesty, appease your anger." A trembling old doctor came out from inside, and said, "It's the prime minister's order."

Duan Hong calmed down a little, and asked, "How is the prime minister?"

"This..." the imperial physician Zuo Gu said, "Your Majesty's complexion is not good, you should be careful about the dragon's body. It's so late at night..."

"Doctor Li!" Duan Hong slightly raised his voice, and said coldly, "I don't have the time to chat about all this stuff."

"...yes" the imperial physician was silent, and sighed, "Prime Minister's waist injury is just an external appearance, internal weakness is a solid disease, and it has been delayed for a long time, I'm afraid..."

"Afraid of what?" Duan Hong's eyes changed, he grabbed the imperial doctor's neckline, and said, "The king said that before he passed away, and you still say that now. What did I raise you for?!"

"Wei... Weichen understands." The old lady let out a sigh of relief after a long time, and said: "Prime Minister has been delaying for a long time, I am afraid it will take some more time to recuperate."

Only then did Duan Hong let go, snorted coldly, and walked inside without looking back.

The lamp was still burning in the inner room, but Zhuang Ji was still awake?Duan Hong walked to the door and was about to push it open when there was a heavy coughing sound from inside. She paused, and then heard a familiar voice concerned, "Prime Minister, don't get excited."

Home stay?What was he doing sneaking into the mansion in the middle of the night instead of leading troops outside the city?Duan Hong remained calm and quietly stood by the door.There was another series of loud coughs inside, and it took a long time to stop. Zhuang Ji said in a hoarse voice, "That little bastard is really fearless, and dares to kill anyone! Cough cough, that Daoist, even if her father is alive, he will not be afraid of anyone!" To honor Mr...."

"Prime Minister calm down." Su Jiali hurriedly comforted, "It's a foregone conclusion, your body is important."

"Oh, it kills me with anger!" Zhuang Ji let out a long breath, and after calming down for a long time, he said, "My own body knows it. At this time, some things should be arranged."

"Prime Minister..."

Zhuang Ji waved his hand to signal him to stop, and then said, "I, Zhuang Ji, was born as a minister and enjoyed all the wealth and prosperity. Although I have no children, I also enjoy a little family relationship. Now the country's fortune is getting better and better, and I can accept Zhao Wei and others More than 300 lands are within the territory, and the world will return soon. I really have no regrets. It is just that before the death of the king, he asked me to assist His Majesty. Over the years, I have devoted myself to it, and it can be said that I have worked hard, and I have seen results. Now let go Don't worry, I want to entrust the late king's last wish to you, are you willing?"

Su Jiali choked up and couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Zhuang Ji felt sour. He took out a token from under his pillow, and said, "Most of the banner generals are under my sect. It is inevitable for people to leave the tea to cool down. After I go, you call them to come again." If you don’t want to listen, then let it go. Your Majesty, you must always pay attention to her, but don’t remind her all the time. She is impatient and hates you if she talks too much. Besides, she has a lot of soldiers in her hand, and she is more likely to go her own way. From now on, there will only be difficulties for you. gone."

"The prime minister has an order, and the subordinates will not hesitate to be like a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire." Su Jiali was already sobbing.

Zhuang Ji couldn't help crying, and after wiping it off, he stabilized his mind and said, "Now that the Zhao Kingdom has surrendered, I don't worry about the war. It's just that I still have a thorn in my heart, and I won't be willing to die if I don't pull it out."

Questions about homestay rituals.

Zhuang Ji sighed, "Acquainted with Taoism Changzheng two days ago, that Bai Yan is a evil spirit that will harm the country..."

Duan Hong's body shook, and he froze there, Zhuang Ji was going to be unfavorable to Bai Yan.The conversation inside seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and only Zhuang Ji's words remained in the whole world: That Bai Yan is a evil spirit that harms the country...

Duan Hong seemed to have lost his mind, she walked to Bai Yan's room aimlessly but by accident, and stood in front of the bed blankly.

"Your Majesty!" Bai Yan woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't help but be shocked when she saw this.

Only then did Duan Hong react, she slowly sat down beside the bed, and asked solemnly, "Yan'er, why do people become more confused and less happy when they live soberly?"

Bai Yan was stunned.

Duan Hong continued, "I heard my father say that the dead don't suffer, but the living do."

"Hong'er..." Bai Yan was inexplicably flustered, she couldn't help but throw off the quilt, and frowned at her.

Duan Hong gave her a relieved smile, and gently took her into his arms, "Let me die first, okay? I want to be buried next to my father, so I don't have to worry about anything."