Chiwuxing

I can't even tell, the benefactor this time, I'm afraid the entrustment is not human. "

The voice was hoarse and hoarse like an old man's, and intermittent, it seemed distant and near, if it wasn't for the bright lights in the hall, it would be suspected of deliberate bluffing.

At the gate of the hall, a person came walking against the light, tall and tall, with vigorous actions.

Before Fu Chen entered the palace, he still took off his armor and mask according to the etiquette, and his whole body was light, just like when he entered the prime minister's mansion with nothing.

Ni Congwen first saw King Yu come back from the dead, but this time he saw the young man again, and he calmed down.But then he saw behind the young man, He Xujun led a group of Yan soldiers to surround the Ni brothers and sisters, his pupils shrank suddenly, and only then did he slowly feel a change of ruthlessness in his heart.

"Who am I? It turned out to be the bad dog and abandoned dog that was cleaned up at the beginning. After learning some wild wolf moves, now it turns around and bites the owner." Ni Congwen sneered.

Fu Chen approached steadily, staring at the man in the middle, which made him gnash his teeth for such a long time. Hearing his words, he also smiled along with him: "It's hard to listen to the benefactor without using real swords and guns." truth."

Now that he has confessed, Ni Congwen is too lazy to cover up again.

"Since you already know what you have done...why don't you die?" The vicious tone was never seen before by anyone in the palace, "Jia Yun is still waiting for you to fulfill your filial piety. Or are you here to take my life now to make up for the sins you committed yourself."

The palms of his hands hurt from being stabbed by nails, Fu Chen still stared at him, and said: "The benefactor is now... is it determined that the fish will die and the net will be broken?"

"Why do I have any scruples!" Ni Congwen snorted coldly, scanning the eyes of the people gathered in the hall. He was used to being the focal point among the crowd, and even when he was not in a good time, he was still very comfortable.He refocused his attention on the young man, "It's just that what you have done, even if you have done it, even if you take a million people, you can't exchange for the one you killed."

"I pity you. I didn't tell you the truth before you died. If you had been obedient back then, you would have been able to die with peace of mind." Ni Congwen sat on the couch, still condescending, "Yes You are disobedient and insist on finding out the truth... I told you a long time ago that you cannot afford the price of the truth. Once you know, you will never have a good life in this life. Now if you want to catch me and redeem you In my opinion, you are the one who deceived yourself... The two of us made it to the end, at least I would die... What about you?"

"It's better to die than to live, or die with hatred." Fu Chen frowned and smiled lightly, taking his words.

Ni Congwen was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said with a sinister smile, "...I have always admired your self-knowledge."

The two looked at each other with smiles for a long time, but neither of them would give in.

"My lord has one more question," Zong Zhengxi said suddenly, "I ask Prime Minister Ni to explain."

Hearing this, Ni Congwen withdrew from that gaze, and in the blink of an eye suddenly realized that the young man's navy blue and slim military robes were not swallow uniforms, and the leader's open fronts were all Hu clothing styles. Looking back at Chao Zongzhengxi, he said: "It turns out that His Highness is in collusion with him." Together... It's no wonder that Jia Yun and His Royal Highness have known each other for many years, and it is His Highness's benevolence to take care of his youngest son after his death. But His Highness must not forget that although blood relatives and in-laws exist, the living environment, temperament and behavior are very different here. A man born in the mountains Wolf cub, if you expect him to repay your kindness, it is better to be careful about the day in advance when he will stab a knife in the back and repay your kindness with revenge."

"Thank you for reminding," Zongzheng said with his eyes like ancient wells, "Just one word, Jia Yun has always acted upright and cautious in the past, and never violated the rules of the regime. If you have to make such a trick, is it contemptible?"

"...Your Highness is wise, but also confused...Jia Yun deserved his death, even if I don't make a move, don't Jiang Hua and others have the heart?" Ni Congwen said, "I let him die at the hands of my own son. Complete?"

"Since Ni Xiang thinks so, the heirs and daughters are also in the palace now," Zongzheng Xi said, "I am also willing to give Jia Yun the same gift in return, to fulfill Ni Xiang's wish."

As expected, Ni Congwen's face changed. If King Yu could say that, he could really do it.

But the brothers and sisters of the Ni family, who had been standing for a long time, suddenly encountered such an accident, they were all speechless.

In the silence, Ni Congwen suddenly burst into laughter, which made everyone in the hall tremble.

"...ha," after laughing, Ni Congwen blushed and said loudly, "Saints don't die, but thieves never stop... How many saints and gentlemen are there in this world, and how many people are there who want to steal people's hearts?"

Ni Congwen turned to Zongzheng and Fu Chen: "...So I was wrong, or you two are too self-confident, thinking that only Jia Yun and Xie Zhi can be elected to high positions in the world, and the rest of the people have to pretend to be like them Is it the real journey of the Great Dao? Jia Yun’s vain attempt to overcome all difficulties and abandon the old customs is truly ridiculous!...But he seeks benevolence and wins benevolence, and he has nothing to complain about. I say he died well, half of That's right. I don't know how self-indulgent you are, thinking that he is the one who has been wronged?"

"What's more, what is the difference between what you are doing now and me? At least I still uphold my ambitions and have nothing to do with the royal family. What should I do if Your Highness rebelled halfway and ruined the foundation?" Looking at the prince from the corner of the eye, Ni Congwen continued He said, "Since I dare to do it, I naturally have no risks that I dare not take. It's just that after tonight, the crown prince slaughtered his relatives, King Yu colluded with foreign enemies, and your highness... how will it end?"

After some words, the elderly minister let out a long breath, showing some satisfaction.

The others in the hall were left speechless.

The prince who had been quietly by his side suddenly said:

"May I ask uncle, when Mr. Xie died suddenly due to illness, the people in the trial department said that before Jiang Hua confessed to the crime, he also involved you in this matter. I don't know if it is true or not?"

Fu Chen's eyes darkened, and his eyes were fixed on Ni Congwen.

"Heh, you also believe the old dog's words. Why didn't he want to bring someone to accompany him before he died?" Ni Congwen's face was still flushed, and he looked sinister, "...But at the beginning, Jiang Huafei When I tried my best to search for the poison of the barbarians and murder them, I knew it, and I only blamed him for not doing things cleanly, or if there were omissions, I asked me to wipe him clean."

"Grandpa, he..." Ni Chengxin exclaimed, covered her mouth and nose and stopped, her eyes filled with disbelief.Ni Chengzhi was also stunned, and stood on the side in a daze.

Zong Zhengyi completely closed his eyes, and lightly pulled his lips.

"If you want to kill or slash, please listen and respect."

Ni Congwen calmed down, staring down at the emperor's edict, avoiding all kinds of eyes in the hall that made him extremely bored.At any time, once the mind is calm, he can plan the way out of the situation in his mind, which is a skill he has cultivated for many years.

Putting it to death and then rebirth, just now I confessed, in addition to self-relieving my knots, and encouraging me to turn against the guest... The two highnesses opposite me know the key point.

At least for now, he is as calm as they are, knowing the situation clearly, no one dares to act rashly first.

There was no sound in the hall, and from time to time there was a gust of wind howling from outside the broken wooden window, rubbing against the brocade brick and embroidered wall, and it was unexpectedly rumbling harshly.

King Yu took the lead, turned the chair around, glanced at He Xujun who was in front of him, and said, "Princess You Lao."

The latter understood, and immediately ordered Hu Nu to withdraw half of them, and the Jiangdong army guard who arrived later retreated to guard the outside of the hall, and several people in the hall were confined in the palace.

Zong Zhengxi turned his head and looked back: "Second brother, please go ahead."

The crown prince hadn't eaten or drunk all day, his face was slightly pale at this moment, he opened his eyes and said: "Brother, be careful."

The man turned his chair out of the hall, approached the young man and said in a low voice, "Follow me."

The night was dark, swallowing all noise and noise.

Zong Zhengxi did not travel far, but stopped under a stone pavilion at the back of the hall.Wisterias hang upside down at the corners of the pavilion eaves, and wild plants grow in clusters at the corners of the rocks beside it. There is an artificial peony garden that glows with beautiful red at night, in different shades, which is very beautiful in the evening.

The footsteps following behind him were extremely slow, after he sat still for a long time, the young man walked to his side, still silent.

The man stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, took his pulse secretly, and said, "Come here, look at me."

Fu Chen knelt down slowly, and raised his eyes to meet each other as he imagined before, but the moment he met his eyes, he couldn't help but feel sore in his stomach, and jumped up to run to the side.

The man clasped his wrist tightly without moving a muscle.

Fu Chen was afraid that the turbid air and sewage from his mouth would dirty his body, so he could only twist his upper body on his back against the kneeling man, stand on the stone floor with one arm, bent over and retched.

He marched in a hurry all the way, didn't take into account that he ate on time, and didn't spit out anything real, but a little of the blood stasis accumulated during the previous battle came out along with the gastrointestinal peristalsis, and the vomiting turned into a cough.

He was in the hall just now, but he didn't dare to look aside.From the beginning to the end, he regards men as nothing, and he feels that he has actually made no progress, and until now he still minds and cares about some out-of-the-box ignorance.

Ni Congwen will not make him weak and timid, but Zongzheng can.

Seeing that he was still in the twisting posture, the man let go of his hands slightly, and turned the chair to his side.The young man leaned over to the ground and panted endlessly, a crystal bead on his forehead slid along the long and narrow centipede scars to his chin, and melted soundlessly into the black spots of blood on the ground.

There was a constant humming in his head, and Fu Chen felt a numb pain like an ant bite, which invaded and crushed into his forehead bit by bit, and in his blurred vision, the blood on the ground gradually turned into dark red spots. There seemed to be small insects that had fallen from the autumn leaves crawling into it, and then disappeared.

While panting, the loose hand on the wrist suddenly tightened, and half of his body was unsupported, bumping into a ring of strong chest muscles.

The eyes were completely submerged in pitch blackness, and the familiar clear forest air was deep and deep, immersing him in the vast and cool breath from the nose, ears, lips, and heart and lungs like drums.He flinched all over, and the arms around his back tightened even tighter.

Young people feel that they want to submit to this land of peace and happiness forever. The tension, worry, and treachery of the past few days are all bet on this moment, this person, this scene.

After a long time, Fu Chen was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, he turned his cheek slightly, and separated a little from the man's clothes.However, he suddenly smelled some stench mixed with the foul smell in this profound breath, and his mind was clear for a moment, and he remembered that the blood stasis and dirt from vomiting just now had not been wiped off, and it was sticking to the man's skirt Go up, immediately want to push away the chest in front of you.

"how?"

"...Dirty." The young man muttered, struggling to raise his arms.

Zong Zhengxi felt the strings in his heart being plucked severely, and his hand suddenly loosened.

The young man didn't notice it for a while, so he fell down and sat on the spot, and there was a sudden collision pain in his tailbone.

There was a glimmer of light in his vision, before he could raise his eyes to take a closer look, darkness fell before his eyes again, this time, he felt that it was a man reaching out to cover his eyes.Immediately afterwards, there was a wet, slippery and greasy touch on his chin, which made him freeze half of his body. He turned and supported his hands to push forward with greater force, stubbornly refusing to lay down, mumbling weak and trembling words in his mouth. Wei Wei's words: "...dirty...dirty...dirty..."

The man tied his hands behind him with one hand, making the young man's struggle futile.

Under the moonlight, the young man's neck extended from the navy blue collar, and turned into a thin and thin arc, like a bow that could be broken at any time. The Adam's apple moved slightly, pulling the fine cold sweat on the pale skin.

Zong Zhengxi slowly licked the sweat from his lips, and when he lowered his eyes, he could see the young man's curly hair sticking wet to the dark red scar on his left cheek, bending into strands of silver marks, as if the moonlight was shining on his skin. The layered shadows plated on the bones are charming and holy.

The man closed his eyes, and finally got into the warm and wet land.When I visited for the first time, I kept silent and moved my heart.

Fu Chen stopped talking and didn't move.

In the darkness, let the person in front of him do whatever he wanted until the man released his hands covering his eyes, Fu Chen suddenly withdrew his hands and put them back in place, knelt down on the ground with his head bowed, breathing unsteadily.

"...Who are you calling dirty?" the man asked in a low voice.

The young man closed his eyes with both hands, still not moving, and did not answer.

Zong Zhengxi lowered his eyes to look at his palms, the black leather gloves he held up were full of water stains, stared for a while, and slowly clenched into fists.

Kneeling and sitting for a long time, Fu Chen put down his hands, still lowered his eyes, got up half upright and slipped into the man's arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "...Your Highness, when I led the army into the city at dusk today, I received a message—"

"Hush," the man interrupted him in a low voice, "...after tonight, let's talk about other things."

Hearing this, Fu Chen kept quiet, and quietly raised his eyes from the man's clothes room, and saw a full moon in the dark blue sky, and vaguely remembered that he was counting the days, tonight was the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Are you tired?" Zong Zhengxi asked suddenly.

"...Huh?" Fu Chen didn't react, and casually said, "I'm not tired..."

Zong Zhengxi saw his half-squatting and half-kneeling posture, and he knew that the crookedness was uncomfortable, so he gave an order: "Sit up."

Fu Chen's mind was dull, and he stood up slowly, only to hear the crisp sound of "creaking" in the dark of his joints.

"...Where do you sit?"

The man stretched out his finger, and Fu Chen's hairs shivered in fright: "...No, I dare not."

"obedient."

The man's pupils reflected the full moon, and there was no wave in the deep abyss. When he focused on looking at him, Fu Chen felt that he had been sent into the bright moon.

He conceded defeat, and Fu Chen was glad that he hadn't made any irreparable big mistakes yet.This time, he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, he wanted to use the few days left to go crazy again.

Fu Chen took two steps closer, bowed and stretched out his hand, and when he was only a few inches away from the black robe on the knee, he stopped suddenly, raised his eyes and said, "His Highness's leg..."

Zong Zhengxi stared at it for a while with pink eye circles, and said: "The hip bone has poisoned the bone marrow, gouged out the flesh and scraped the bone, and it has prevented the toxin from extending to the heart and lungs."

Although Fu Chen had been vaguely aware of it before, when he took the initiative to tell the truth, he was still terrified and timid.The man's tone was normal, but he still didn't dare to think deeply, and was about to withdraw his hand immediately.

Zong Zhengxi didn't allow him to be timid, and forced his hand to be placed on the knee bone: "I promise you to touch it."

Fu Chen raised his eyes and met him for a moment, then pursed his lips and knelt down.From the foot bone of the boot, to the knee, to the femur of the thigh, there is no grip in the thin part, and there are jagged bumps in the thick part, which has nothing to do with the warm chest just now.When the cold object was actually in his hands, Fu Chen realized that the beating heart in his chest was not caused by fear, but by the pain of his own body.

Fu Chen groped to the board of the wheelchair, so it seemed that the space occupied by the man was only an inch, and the emptiness was filled under the cover of the loose clothes, and it was unknown who was lying.He clumsily raised his knees and tried to climb, with his hands propped up on both sides of the wheelchair. Because of his low position, he had to bend his back and move slowly.Perhaps the man was impatient, so he separated his hands and hugged him tightly.

Fu Chen stiffly clung to the man's neck, but his heart suddenly felt awkward. Since he was a child, except for his mother who had hugged him like this, he was rarely treated like this by others.Even the prostitute whom Hongxiang Pavilion met back then... his thoughts stopped abruptly.

He lowered his eyebrows and said, "This chair is really strong..."

After all, it is for a man's stature, even though barbarians have more slender bodies, this seat is no better than others, and it may not be able to support two people.

"Look up." The man said in a low voice.

Fu Chen looked up at the sky, the night seemed to be dyed by ink again, the sky was dark and the stars were dim.Only the full moon changed its color, and the dark clouds surrounded by dark red slender awns never saw the light again.

"This is...the red moon..."

"Yes, the 'Blood Moon' only appeared in a few years," Zongzheng Xi said, "The last time was when Tan County was plagued by an epidemic and the whole county fell."

Hearing this, the young man lowered his head again.

"How about it?"

"It's not pretty," the young man whispered, "It ruined the full moon of Mid-Autumn Festival for nothing."

"You can see the sun, but not it?"

"This is different, that one is born," the young man corrected, "...I can see, but I don't want to."

The man turned around and said, "Then can you watch the sun at night?"

"Is there sun at night?"

"Yes," the man said, "I can."

Fu Chen thought for a while, and said: "...I can still distinguish the difference between the sun and the moon, Your Highness, don't make it too far-fetched for the sake of preaching."

"I'm not referring to the blood moon," Zongzheng Xi said. "The sun at night will not hurt people, because it is hidden behind the night. Whether you can see it or not, it will always exist."

"...Where is it?" Fu Chen looked up, but there was only a sudden red shadow, and there was no other trace.

"Since you can't see it, there's no need to look for it in vain," Zongzheng Xi said. "If one day you can't see anything, I just need you to remember that there is day, and you can see it; there is night." The sun is something you can’t see; the blood moon is there to lure you, and all these things can’t be seen now, so what are you going to do?”

"...Then... just don't read it," Fu Chen said in a daze, "It doesn't matter if the sun and the moon are real or not, it will be pitch black in the end, and it's useless to distinguish clearly."

"That's right," Zong Zhengxi repeated again, "Half of it is true, I remember it, and you remember it too."

Fu Chen closed his eyes and replied, "Okay."

In the distance of the palace, the bell and drum tower rang with a deep sound, blasting away the dark night and the new morning.

"...Before I led the army into the palace, I got a letter saying that the red-armored guards were chasing the barbarian army. After losing several battles outside the customs, they still intend to let the army in...I think this time it should not be Ni Cong's intention in the text. ... Is it possible that the news from the palace has already spread outside the pass." Fu Chen said.

"It may not be so fast," Zong Zhengxi narrowed his eyes, "Stay still for now. If the barbarians want to come, lead the troops to block for a while. Before Ni Congwen moved the troops from Qiannan to the north to rectify the epidemic, Jingqi's actions may be It will be faster."

"I heard that the barbarians were the first to join the Barbarian and Hu coalition forces. It seems that they have given up the pretense of the imperial capital to the barbarians."

"Podoro Santo is impulsive and reckless, he will not be Fu Xuan's opponent," Zongzheng Xi said calmly, "If He Xuxu wants to make great achievements, he must not be left behind sooner or later."

"Hu people think that all ethnic groups are of the same family, so they may not be willing to think so." Fu Chen smiled wryly and curled his lips.

"That's why they just settled down in one corner," Zong Zhengxi didn't care. "It's hard to be united in a place where many people gather, and the monarch and ministers can still maintain a relationship...the territory is close and distant, and one of the two must be sacrificed."

Fu Chen sighed and said nothing more.

Zong Zhengxi bent his palm to retract the heat, tapped the spine behind him, and said, "... Are you sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

"Follow me somewhere?"

"it is good."

Fu Chen was about to get up, but found that the hard arms behind him didn't intend to move, so he raised his eyes to ask.

Zong Zhengxi picked up his palm, the leather of the glove was greasy and smooth, and the cracked palm lines became more and more horrible. He stroked it half a circle and asked, "Are you afraid of killing...or blood?"

Fu Chen sneered: "...all of them."

"Why?" Zongzheng Xi wanted to get to the bottom of it, and he talked too much with his rare persistence. "It is common practice in the army to kill people and see blood. You didn't have this awareness when you joined the army?"

"Yes...so we fight poison with poison." The young man looked away from the palm of his hand.

Seeing that Zongzhengxi remained silent for a long time, Fu Chen had no choice but to confess again: "When I first arrived in Gyeonggi, the secret guard of the prime minister's mansion in the army once ordered me to participate in the criminal trial of a small eunuch in private. In the end, I was asked to kill him to silence him At that time, I wanted to use a clever trick to keep him half alive, but when he found out, I was sent to the prison of the Ministry of Justice to soak in the blood pool for two days..."

Fu Chen glanced at him quietly, and said again: "I never killed anyone at that time, it's not that I have any pity..."

"...If I want you not to harm yourself in the future, should you accept my words?" Zong Zhengxi asked.

"Naturally," he said, "I'll listen to you."

"Let's go."

Zong Zhengxi let go, Fu Chen stood back to the spot, avoiding his sight: "...His Highness leads the way?"

"Push me over," Zongzheng Xi spared him, turned his eyes and said, "I'll show you the way, go east along the corridor,"

Fu Chen hesitated, but seeing that the man was not joking, he stepped forward to act according to his words.

Zongzhengxi has fought and defended the border all year round, and the edges and corners have been smoothed by wind, frost, heat and cold since he was a child, but Fu Chen knows that the arrogance and stubbornness in a man's bones have never changed, so why would he easily allow others to touch his painful point for the sake of intimacy?With a heavy burden in his heart, he had no intention of thinking about the man's attitude, let alone get an answer from the man.

Halfway through the journey, Fu Chen found that although the man dictated the direction, he was still turning the wheel manually, and the speed was not slow.Rather than saying that he pushed him, it would be better to say that he was led forward by Zong Zhengxi...

Thinking of this, Fu Chen was startled, and in connection with the words of the sun and the moon just now, could it be that the man has already noticed that his eyesight is almost exhausted, and he is completely blind in the dark at night?

"Your Highness..." Fu Chen opened his mouth bitterly.

"Ah."

say what?

If he wanted to say thank you, he had said it countless times before, he had thanked small merchants and peddlers, he had also thanked Ni Tang and his ilk, if such perfunctory words were spoken to him again, it would not be to divide him, but to say it to him. It's humiliating.

Seeing that there was no sound from above, Zong Zhengxi knew that the little boy liked to hold on to something urgent, so he let go and stopped, turned around and frowned to look at him, saying: "What's the matter, still not feeling well?"

"No," the young man's eyes were fixed, but turned into a vortex of tenderness, which made the man's mind suddenly sway, "Your Highness said a few months ago, if you can come back before the Mid-Autumn Festival, you will give me a wish, Can it count?"

"Naturally," said the man, "it always counts."

"What is it?" The young man's thin lips were tight, and he did not move.

Zong Zhengxi looked up intently, and said slowly, "Since it's your wish, you have to think about it yourself."

The young man's Adam's apple moved slightly, as if he was about to say something, but also seemed to be considering his words.

"I said to count forever," Zong Zhengxi said again, "You can think about it slowly, don't worry about today."

The young man lowered his brows, and stammered, "I think... If His Highness talks to me in the future, you don't need to care about me or how I feel... If you have something to say, you can scold me..."

"What kind of wish is this?" Zong Zhengxi slightly bent the corners of his lips where the young man couldn't see, and said softly like never before, "Why should I scold you?"

Fu Chen was secretly annoyed at himself, why he became as clumsy as before, unable to speak clearly... In the past few years, he really didn't make much progress, but at the critical moment, he became the same stammer as before.

"I mean……"

"That doesn't count, think about it again," Zong Zhengxi turned his chair back again, and said forcefully, "When you think it over clearly, tell me."

The man continued to turn along the stone road, Fu Chen had no choice but to lift his heels, and put his hands lightly on the chair rail.

The two tacitly agreed, and walked silently all the way to a palace.At this time, it was late at night, and there was still a girl with two beards watching the night at the door. Seeing the two approaching, she cupped her hands and said, "Chasa."

Then he nodded towards the young man behind him as a salute.Fu Chen saw the silhouettes of the two through the lights in the palace, nodded and said to them, "Thank you."

Zongzheng Xi said: "Have you seen the imperial physician?"

A Hu girl replied: "I came again last night and said it was delayed for too long, and there is nothing to change now..."

"I see, I'm sorry, both of you." After finishing speaking, Zong Zhengxi pushed the door open and walked into the hall.

Fu Chen originally raised his head and wanted to take a closer look at the name of the palace, but suddenly he heard the sound of wheels and tracks, and when he was about to walk, he turned his head to the bearded girl at the door and asked, "Who lives here?"

"Emperor Yan." The Hu girl's tone was not friendly.

Fu Chen slightly raised his eyebrows, thanked him casually, and followed the man with strides.

When he reached the door of the bedroom, Fu Chen finally said, "...do I want to go in too?"

"Just follow me."

Fu Chen opened the door for him.

The house was pitch black, and the waiters and eunuchs all around were cleared away by screens, and there was no one left.There are only two oil lamps on the left and right in the deep carved window, the warm yellow light is faint, reflecting the heavy golden curtains in the middle.Inside, is the Supreme Lord of the Yan Kingdom who is no longer under the control of anyone.

Fu Chen suddenly thought that if he wanted to kill the emperor who was more than ten thousand people at this time, no one would know.

In times of turmoil, everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, so how can they care about the emperor who is only left with an empty shell of power.

"...Who is it?"

An old and thick voice came from inside the curtain, and Fu Chen was startled.

"I heard that His Majesty's illness improved a few months ago, and now seeing the concubine in the palace praying and repenting day and night with the Zen master has cured the effect." Zongzheng Xi said.

There was a moment of silence behind the curtain, and then someone said: "...Who are you?"

The man half-closed his eyes and said, "Zongzhengxi."

"...King Yu...Could it be that I'm sick and confused...or I've already entered the Palace of Yama..." The cloth rustled.

"Maybe this matter is not important to His Majesty."

"That's right...it's the tone of King Yu," the emperor said leisurely, "It seems that either you have come back from the dead, or I have already gone west..."

"A few years ago, he was killed in a hurry in the battle, and he has not had time to return to the palace."

"...It doesn't matter if it's over, since it's all over, in the next life, I will join an ordinary family and live in peace for the rest of my life..."

"What about Your Majesty?"

"... I... I hope to be a ruthless person, to build fences and farm, that is simple and joyful..."

When Fu Chen listened, he felt chills. The father and son...even if the emperor was ill and said nonsense, no matter how you think about it, these words and sentences are not like the conversation between close relatives. They are neither polite nor heartless It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the tone of a stranger you meet in the streets and alleys.

Zongzheng Xi revealed a slight hint of sarcasm: "Your Majesty's words, do you think that you can be regarded as a passionate person in the previous life?"

"...until the time of death... just barely being a widow... Competing for the bright moon and shining in the ditch?"

"In His Majesty's mind, who is that 'bright moon'?"

There was no sound in the curtain, and the man didn't speak.

After a long time, I heard the emperor say again: "You...do you know something?"

"What does His Majesty mean?"

The emperor closed his eyes and said: "I remember...you didn't like talking when you were young...and then...you never heard you call 'Father Emperor'."

"Your Majesty, you have never regarded me as the emperor's son." Zong Zhengxi did not want to say more about it, but instead said, "Your Majesty likes and dislikes, and others have no right to interfere. It is just that there is something in the past that hangs in my heart... My mother Lingfu has been imprisoned in the palace for many years, since His Majesty belittled her status as a barbarian, why did you recruit her into the palace to attract bees and butterflies at first, and then abandoned her, and turned a blind eye to her when she was plotted to murder her?"

"...It turns out...it's because of this..."

"I don't believe it, His Majesty doesn't know that there is a noble concubine obstructing it."

The words clashed and could not be continued, the emperor was probably tired, and there was no sound behind the curtain.

"...Your Majesty, did you expect the state of Yan after your death?"

"If the country is destroyed in my hands... I should plead guilty to Liezong..."

"The ones His Majesty is ashamed of are not limited to the royal family and clansmen?" Zongzheng Xi's words pierced his heart.

Sure enough, the emperor became short of breath and wanted to turn over, but found that he was unable to move his arms.

"...No wonder...No wonder why he has been here for so long, and he...never came to look for me..." Zong Zhengqiu's eyes were as pale as lacquered copper bells, without any luster.

"Who?"

Zong Zhengqiu stared at the yellow tassels that were woven into rings above, surrounded by layers, as if the sun was falling, but compared with the memory, it obviously lacked some bright and moving things.The eyes are moist and growing, and the sadness cannot be concealed, whispering softly: "...responsible..."

The human voice was especially clear in the empty room, Fu Chenyu was stunned a few meters away, thinking that it was his own hearing error.Turning and looking sideways at the man in astonishment, seeing that the other party was also looking at him, he silently opened his lips and compared the mouth shapes of the two words: "Speak."

Before Fu Chen could react to the relationship, he looked at the man hesitantly, frowned and said inwardly, "...Your Majesty."

With a hoarse voice, Zong Zhengqiu was shocked and couldn't believe it: "...Should...should it be?"

"His Majesty."

There was another answer from the outside, and he was just now convinced that his worries were not illusions: "You...you..."

Fu Chen's Adam's apple twitched, and he said bravely, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"Come here... come here and let me see you..."

Fu Chen turned his head at a loss, Zong Zhengxi said: "Your Majesty is no longer the emperor, why should he treat the old man like this with the prestige of his life?"

Zong Zhengqiu sighed: "King Yu is right...I used to be like this..."

The man took Fu Chen's hand and drew four words on the palm of his hand:

If you have any questions, please inquire now.

"... I can't argue with the theory, so I used this trick... In the end... you are the one who accommodates me..."

"Then why does Your Majesty favor Jiang Hua so much that he harms the army?" Fu Chen pursed his lips.

"...Jiang Hua?" Zong Zhengqiu squinted his eyes and thought for a long time before saying, "You were both in the palace back then, why didn't you know the difference between you and him..."

"What's the difference between us...?" The person outside the tent said, "People say that we are all the same servants beside His Majesty, the scourge of corrupting the government..."

"I knew it was impossible for you not to mind this matter... At the beginning, you always used words to comfort me, but you didn't know who the person who was framed..." Zongzhengqiu said with a miserable smile, "I was the one who insisted on going my own way back then, thinking that I could only rely on power. It will be able to realize the military and political reform you mentioned in one go, but it will make you feel guilty...and turn you into a fake internal official..."

"It's been a long time, I forgot," Fu Chen clenched his fists expressionlessly, "... When did that happen?"

"I am very impressed...Fang has been on the throne for ten years. I intended to find a day to reorganize your identity and allow you to join the army as an important general...I don't want you to be so angry at that time, even I would hide it from you. Just go..."

Zong Zhengxi stretched out his hand to hold his palm tightly, and Fu Chen shook his hand back, saying: "You gave me the word 'Yun' back then, is that also for this original intention?"

Zong Zhengqiu closed his eyes, and sighed helplessly: "You know, you always knew...according to your intelligence, why don't you know that I have selfishness for you. You used to care about the distinction between monarch and minister, but now you can't still be in front of me Play stupid..."

He smiled silently again, thinking of something: "...it should be...it should be, since then only I can call your name, and I am the only one in the whole world..."

The two outside the curtain looked at each other, Fu Chen's voice trembled, and said: "...What does Your Majesty want me to do?"

"In your last life, you lowered your figure the whole life, now I should be the one to curry favor with you..." Zong Zhengqiu felt sleepy, "Not long ago... I drew a picture when I was energetic. It was burned...then left in a hurry..."

Like a tacit understanding, Fu Chen let go of his hand and stepped over the carved wooden sill. On the couch at the end of the bed, there was a long scroll hanging half-down, with a white jade paperweight on it. He looked closely, and it turned out to be a colored painting.

There is no signature, no inscription, and there is a lot of blank space and a thin layer of dust on the top of the paper.

He leaned over and unfolded the rice paper.

Among the clusters of pink and lotus-colored epiphyllum, there is only a black single-clothed warrior standing sideways, as if he is concentrating on the colors among the flowers, but he does not know that people in this painting admire the red fragrance, while people outside the painting see black shadows.

The epiphyllum was blurred on the paper by a large piece, and the branches could not be distinguished from each other. On the contrary, the portrait was exquisitely carved, and the wind-blown folds of the robe hem were finely traced, and there were subtle color changes under the sunlight.Therefore, the man in black seemed out of place and very rigid, but after careful attention, he felt that the narrow-sleeved martial robe was simple and clean, and it just contrasted the beautiful scenery of the flowers blooming for a moment, making it extremely gaudy.

Fu Chen had seen literati calligraphy and paintings in the Prime Minister's Mansion and Feng Ru's study before, most of them were freehand works of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, the ink was splashed, and it was very dull.It is also rare to have a brushwork that draws people into the painting in detail.He doesn't know how to appreciate paintings, but he can feel the subtle affection overflowing from the painter's pen from this simple silhouette. He must have carefully understood the details of the figure in the painting before he can outline the morphological features with simple strokes——

So much so that after several years of time, life and death, he can teach him to recognize who the person in the painting is at a glance.

"...I saw the painting," Fu Chen said, "It may be that Fenying fell, and the soldiers burned it down."

Zong Zhengqiu said with a smile: "Fortunately...do you like it?"

"I just don't know, the epiphyllum blooms in the middle of the night, why is it daytime in this painting?"

"...It should be... that there was not enough ink at that time..."

Zong Zhengxi then came to the inner hall, Fu Chen turned to give up his seat, and said indifferently: "I have nothing to say... May your majesty be a heartless person in the next life..."

"Wait a minute..." the emperor whispered weakly, "Come here... let me see you... okay?"

Fu Chen lowered his eyes and said: "Your Majesty is old and frail this year, and your hair is all white, so it's inconvenient to dirty His Majesty's eyes."

"...You still blame me for being ignorant?"

"No complaints."

"Then why didn't you even ask me to take a look..." The emperor panted violently, "...I'm in the way of you and concealed Xie Zhi's death for Jiang Hua... The barbarian of the barbarian family was appointed king and commander