play tricks around the bed

You can listen to all the poems and fus of young people, with beautiful eyebrows, white face and desolate demeanor.His body has never been stained with fame and fortune, and his mouth still has an unknown smell. —— Gao Shi

Feng Renzhi's prison car was like a coffin, with only a pitiful small window left for ventilation.

The coffin bumped towards the prison, and everyone lamented that Feng Renzhi would never have a chance to stand up in his life.

However, on the only way to the prison, a man in a wheelchair blocked the way of the prison car.

Shen Zhu stood in front of the road with a blank expression on his face.

The prison car stopped, Chang Wei stood in front of Shen Zhu, stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "The prince has ordered that the princess is not allowed to approach the prison car."

Shen Zhu was rarely serious, he didn't even look at Chang Wei, he stared fixedly at the prison car and said: "Get out of the way."

Chang Wei: "Princess, don't embarrass the little one."

Chang Wei didn't move, and the two of them faced each other in a stalemate.

After a while, Shen Zhu made a sound first.

Shen Zhu tilted his head, hummed lightly at himself and said, "I know everything."

Chang Wei's hand blocking the way froze.

Shen Zhu finally gave Chang Wei a look, and said: "If you want your master to live, get out of the way."

Chang Wei hesitated for a while after hearing this, and finally let go of his hand to make way for Shen Zhu.

Shen Zhu didn't need Chang Wei's help, he insisted on getting into the prison car by himself.

The prison car was small, dark and cramped, and only a few rays of sunlight could penetrate through the small iron window.

Feng Renzhi is no longer as beautiful as when we first met, the slickness has faded away and only the fierceness is left.The collarbone was pierced with iron shackles, and she sat in the corner in a mess.

Feng Renzhi was not surprised to see Shen Zhu coming, instead he licked the corner of his mouth at Shen Zhu in a mocking manner.

Shen Zhu resisted the urge to punch Feng Renzhi's face, sat down face to face with Feng Renzhi, and asked expressionlessly: "Who issued the document that impounded the luggage back then?"

Feng Renzhi laughed when he heard this, and he succeeded in laughing, and asked instead: "Have you finally figured it out?"

That ray of sunlight shone impartially on Shen Zhu's face, shaking so much that Shen Zhu couldn't see Feng Renzhi's expression clearly.

Feng Renzhi slowly moved to the front of the iron railing, a vengeful face poked out from the darkness, which looked particularly distorted in the sunlight.

Feng Renzhi said viciously: "That's right, it's exactly what you think, Li Jue didn't issue the documents back then, and Li Jue didn't take the seal."

Then Feng Renzhi said something that Shen Zhu couldn't accept all his life: "That document was issued by the secretary of the Zhengshitang at that time and the civil officials of the Manchu Dynasty."

Chen Zhu clenched his fists, and directly bit the tip of his own tongue.

The smell of blood spread in his mouth, and he barely calmed down.

He fought bloody battles in the northwest to wrap horse leather corpses, but none of the Manchu civil servants in the capital believed him.

"Why?" Shen Zhu didn't want to believe it, "Just because the Shen family is powerful?"

"Yes." Feng Renzhi confirmed with a smile, "You attacked nine cities in a row and dared not even accept the imperial decree. All the civil servants of the Manchu Dynasty thought you were going to rebel."

Feng Renzhi's tone was a little playful: "They even think that they are loyal ministers, and they are helping the late emperor to suppress you. In their eyes, their private seizure of food and grass is the same as your disrespect for resisting orders. They are all for the sake of Daqi. But I didn't expect the plague to break out, and the damage was so heavy."

Shen Zhu who was clenching his fists slowly let go when he heard the last words.

He wanted to cry, but because too much time had passed, he couldn't cry anymore.

Several mixed emotions turned back and forth in his chest, and finally Shen Zhu actually laughed.

Shen Zhu smiled weakly.

No wonder Li Jue didn't let him know what happened back then.

He put in all his efforts to protect those who, without exception, were plotting his life behind his back.

Not to mention him who had disabled legs and was dying at the time, even the current him can't accept it without any waves.

He can't even hate anyone now.

He could hate the emperor and Li Jue, but he couldn't hate all the officials.

Because the law does not blame the public.

Shen Zhu took a long breath, and asked with a sneer, "The imperial decree back then was not issued by the first emperor at all, but by the current emperor, right?"

Regarding the current emperor's matter, Feng Renzhi was silent, and Shen Zhu didn't want to wait for an answer, so he continued on Feng Renzhi's behalf: "His Majesty, who was the king of Xian, sowed dissension, and the first emperor was a soft persimmon who had no idea. You got so confused that you made an imperial decree, didn't you?"

Feng Renzhi remained silent.

Shen Zhu laughed again, he suddenly felt that all his sacrifices were ridiculous.

Whether it is the emperor or an official, even if there was a party that believed in him... no, there is no need to believe him, even if they value him and the battlefield in the northwest, the battle situation at that time would not be so tragic.

In the eyes of the officials in the capital, the Northwest, where corpses are strewn across the field, is nothing more than a victim of factional struggle between officials in the DPRK and China.

"Your Majesty's prompting the first emperor to issue an imperial decree also confirmed my temperament." Shen Zhu almost guessed, "He knows how important the last city is, he knows that I will resist the decree, what he wants is that I will resist the decree. "

Shen Zhu asked: "In this way, I will be divorced from the late Emperor."

Then, the current emperor entered Beijing in the name of King Qin's rescue, forcing the former emperor to give up his throne to him.

"Then who is the blame? Don't you blame yourself?" Feng Renzhi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked back, "You don't like party disputes and you don't like to stand in line, so you left the pick and went to the Northwest. Did Li Shiyu like it?"

When Li Jue was mentioned suddenly, Shen Zhu couldn't help being stunned.

"How old was he at that time, eighteen or nineteen years old? He hadn't reached the championship yet." Feng Renzhi recalled, "At that age, he had exhausted all his efforts to understand the regulation of grain roads and water transportation. How could he have the energy to care about party disputes? ?”

Shen Zhu was silent, this is what he just thought of these years.

In the early years, Shen Zhu never thought about how Li Jue's pure and innocent temperament was suitable for surviving in the whirlpool of party struggle.

At that time, he just thought that Li Jue was the most worthy of his trust, so he handed over the rear to Li Jue.

He didn't even ask Li Jue what he thought.

Li Jue seemed to treat him like this all the time, responsive to every request.

Feng Renzhi also seemed to see Shen Zhu's vacillation, and continued: "In fact, he is also wary of party disputes, but he is wary of one person and two people, he can't guard against the civil servants of the Manchu Dynasty."

"He always thought that the document he withheld the seal was to help you adjust the food. But in fact, the document was not sent at all." Feng Renzhi also knew that he would not survive, and he did not want to make Shen Zhu feel better. The words of the matter were broken and rubbed into Shen Zhu's ears, "That document was replaced by the Zhongshu of the Zhengshitang with a document for the seizure of grain and grass, and the seal of the fake document was imitated from the document for grain adjustment. .”

To counterfeit a seal, one must have an up-to-date seal, and that seal was withheld by Li Jue himself.

As long as the transfer order is sent out, Feng Renzhi, who has already stood up in the daimyo's team, will not check the authenticity at all.The purpose of keeping that document is to shift the responsibility to Li Jue when filing.

Li Jue still couldn't forgive himself until now, that important seal that hurt Shen Zhu was withheld by him himself.

"If Li Jue had been more careful at that time, or if he had calmed down a little more, the transfer order would not have been released." Feng Renzhi said with a smile, "But he didn't have the opportunity to be careful, because he had just issued the transfer order, and the palace of the Xian Wang was released. thing."

Shen Zhu guessed what happened in Prince Xian's mansion.

Today's saint rebelled in the name of the Qing emperor, and there must be someone who was purged.

The emperor was forced to abdicate, how could the virtuous king who stood on the same side as the emperor survive?

At that time, what kind of mood did Li Jue rush back?

Shen Zhu didn't dare to think about it.

The two most important people in Li Jue's life, one is Shen Zhu and the other is Xian Wang, accidents happen one after another in a short period of time.

It was still winter that year, and Li Jue, who had always been cautious in his words and deeds, rode his horse and galloped in the palace, hoping that he could return to the palace in time.

But what greeted him after returning to the palace?

Is it bloody all over the floor, or the mother's body?

Or both.

That year's palace was red, it dyed the falling snow on the ground red, and it dyed the corner of Li Jue's clothes red.

Shen Zhu closed his eyes in pain.

Obviously at that time Li Jue was still a gentle and well-dressed young man in plain and elegant clothes, with no fame or wealth in his body, with beautiful eyebrows, white face and desolate demeanor.

Li Jue had protected his youthful spirit, but he didn't want to protect Li Jue's gentleness and purity in the past.

"However, Li Shiyu really impressed me at the beginning." Feng Renzhi's words brought back Shen Zhu's thoughts, "I thought he would fight the emperor desperately, but he didn't."

Shen Zhu looked at Feng Renzhi.

"He turned around and defected to the emperor, and even took the blame for killing the virtuous king on his behalf, helping the emperor to ascend the throne." Feng Ren knew,

"His approach is very wise, because it is useless for him to fight desperately with the emperor, but after taking refuge in the emperor, not only can he keep himself alive, he also keeps you alive."

Shen Zhu was slightly astonished: "What?"

"He begged the emperor to send troops to take you back to Beijing. He also begged the emperor to keep the title and title of Lord Shen, otherwise, why do you think the Shen family has been able to live in peace all these years?" Feng Renzhi sighed, "His Majesty also wanted to kill you at the beginning. He killed Li Shiyu, but he was afraid that the Shen family would find out if he killed Li Shiyu, so he kept holding back and didn't do anything.

"Later, the emperor found out that Li Shiyu was so easy to use, and all the dirty work was done for him, so he couldn't bear Li Shiyu's death." Feng Renzhi was a little unwilling, "But it was revenge for killing his father, and such a big humiliation can be tolerated." When I came down, I decided at the time that he was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and I had told the first prince to be more careful about him, but that idiot's mud couldn't support the wall."

Shen Zhu felt something was wrong, and asked: "Then why did he fight desperately with the First Prince, the First Prince was not as old as him back then, and the First Prince has nothing to do with that matter."

"I really don't know." Feng Renzhi smiled, "Maybe he has a revenge mentality, just wanting to see the emperor and his son kill each other."

"Impossible, he is not that kind of person. What else did you not say?" Shen Zhu couldn't help pulling Feng Renzhi's collar, and asked forcefully, "There was a problem with that document at that time, and Li Jue didn't know it when he was young. Does King Xian not know?"

"What does the virtuous king think, how can I, a master, know?" Shen Zhu's collarbone hurt a little, Feng Renzhi grinned, and his expression became more mocking, "Maybe it's his own fault. If he brings it up, maybe He won't die."