The third year after the death of the emperor

The next night, Feng Qijun heard that he was called into the palace.

His trip was extremely secretive, and he was more cautious than Mr. Li who had already lived in seclusion.Feng Qijun had communicated with Zhang Ze in private before, and Zhang Ze kept silent about it, but his attitude of keeping his mouth shut told Feng Qijun many things. He became more and more convinced that Xie Wen was not dead, and that he was in Ziwei Palace right now. middle.What's more, Feng Qijun got His Majesty's approval and the secret document was approved, so he asked Zhang Ze about the specific situation overnight with the document.

Doctor Zhang finally let go. In his opinion, since His Majesty let Li Xian see him, he didn't intend to hide the emperor's teacher. He just didn't want the emperor's teacher to get involved with the court and be dragged because of it. .

Until now when he quietly entered the palace, Zhang Ze's words were still echoing in Feng Qijun's heart. The other party said: "When I diagnosed and treated Mr. Xie, although he suffered some injuries, but the injuries did not end there. I'm afraid it's hard to get rid of the knot in my heart, and if it goes on for a long time...it will lead to some other diseases."

Feng Qijun said at the time: "Master Xie is a broad-minded and calm person..."

"You're right, it's just that your Majesty is included in Mr. Xie's calmness?"

Feng Qijun was stunned.

He had never personally witnessed some rumors of flooding in Beijing, and he didn't care about the relationship between His Majesty and the Emperor's teacher, but he remembered the night before the first year of Qiming, that is, the night before His Majesty ascended the throne-at that time, he was just a A mediocre official buried undiscovered among civil servants.The capital ushered in a roaring and terrifying thunderstorm, and the dark clouds that covered the sky almost fell to the top of the head. In the darkness of night and the national mourning, the last seven royal princes left among the princes launched a palace coup.

He was holding a full volume of papers, layers of rainwater rolled down on his coir raincoat, and he stood there in a daze on the way to deliver the books.Under the torrential rain, the soldiers of the Seventh Highness did not move Xiao Xuanqian, but like Zhou Mian later, allocated most of the troops to surround Xie's mansion, but the reasons for his choice were completely different from Zhou Mian's——Xie Wen at this moment He is a genuine important minister with almost all power.As long as he is killed, the new emperor's ascension to the throne will change. Moreover, Xie Wen does not know martial arts, is not from the Zanying family, and has no retainers and generals. This is the most likely to succeed and also the most profitable plan.

He heard the terrifying sound of weapons being exchanged, blood dripping from the front of the Xie Mansion, the screams and roars were drowned out in the middle of the night, those shaking lanterns and heavily pounding armor were all he could remember.Feng Qijun hid by the straw basket in the corner, not daring to move. The books in his arms were stuffed tightly, as if they had been pressed into his lungs. He was sweating coldly from shock, and heard a wail piercing the sky, in extreme pain And the voice of resentment breaks through the heavy rain.

"Xie Wen——" the seventh prince roared, "I was also taught by you, and I also received your chess records. I am more enlightened than Xiao Jiu! Why can't you see me! I would rather kill my mother The concubine came to express her opinion to you, but why do you always dismiss me! Xie Huaiyu, I don't agree!"

There was a sudden thunder.

In the flash of lightning, everything was illuminated, Xie Wen lowered her eyes, and those gentle eyebrows showed a pale and terrifying coldness at this moment.He held a sword with a sheath in his hand, and the words "World Peace" were engraved on the scabbard.

He said indifferently: "When you were 17 years old, you killed a cat in Chonghua Palace."

The Seventh Prince was stunned suddenly, as if he had been hit on the brain: "Cat...you were not there at that time..."

"Yes, I'm not here." Xie Wen looked up at him.

"That's the garbage that followed Xiao Jiu." The seventh prince's face and hands were covered with blood, washed down with the rain, "You know? We are all jealous of him, I'm jealous of him being so lowly but so lucky. He has nothing at all , but you can always get your favor, sir! Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty..."

Xie Wen looked at him silently, the Seventh Prince was talking, and suddenly laughed, he laughed twice, his voice hoarse: "Do you think I just looked down on him when I took away his things? It's also because of you! Because he is in our I stole you in front of you! When I was in Chonghua Palace, I was obviously the most attentive and obedient one, so why do you only care about sympathizing with him!"

"...Cat, yes, he has nothing, a stray cat he picked up from somewhere, and wants to take care of weaker things. Unfortunately, they are all lowly ants, ants who are not worthy of competing with us. Concubine Zhuang Stupid and confused, such a little bastard who was close to the eaves was not killed, but sent him to you instead."

The seventh prince stared fixedly at Xie Wen, his armor was already full of sword marks, but he still laughed maniacally: "That is something that no one wants, and Xiao Xuanqian is the same, you put such a thing that no one wants I hold it in the palm of my hand, don't you feel dirty? By the way... the cat that Xiao Jiu depended on, I skinned and gouged out the eyes in the palace, right in front of him... Hahahaha, you know why Xiao Xuanqian the next day Didn't come to your class? Because he almost cut off his hand trying to bury that beast—”

The Seventh Prince took a step forward, and the guards beside Xie Wen took a step forward suddenly, pointing their spears at him.But as if he didn't see it, he suddenly asked Xie Wen: "Has he ever kneeled before you?"

Xie Wen looked at him silently.

"...Hahahahaha, okay," the Seventh Prince said with a smile, pulling the corners of his lips, "Then has he slept with you?!"

He thought that such an insult would be enough to make Xie Wen angry, enough to make this high-ranking Mr. Xie who always dismissed him furiously, but it didn't. Xie Wen's emotions seemed to be frozen by ice, as if they never existed.

At the feet of His Highness the Seventh Prince, there were corpses lying in the rain.His voice was extremely hoarse, almost as if he had uttered all the resentment of his life: "Xiao Jiu has no one to support him, and even his father doesn't remember him. He is just such a person, and he still wants to sit on the world?! I only wish I didn't Kill that bastard as soon as possible!"

Xie Wen finally gave a little reaction, he stared at the other party and said, "What did you say?"

"Isn't it?" The seventh prince had already been hysterical, and sneered furiously, "His mother had sex with the guards, and even climbed into my father's bed, this bitch—"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Wen raised her hand, and the surrounding Ziwei guards rushed forward, countless spear points pierced into the body of the Seventh Prince, and blood flowed from the wound, mixing with the rainwater on the ground together.

The Seventh Prince slumped down and half-kneeled on the ground, but he still held his breath. He raised his head and showed a terrifying smile. Xie Wen stretched out his hand and drew his sword out of its sheath. The Seventh Prince's chest, looking at him with wide eyes expressionlessly.

The other party's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear him, and he said "Xie Wen, you will regret it." He repeated it, and was pierced by Mr. Xie, whom he once admired wholeheartedly, and fell into a pool of blood.

Splashing blood, cold rain, Xie Wen pressed the sword to the bottom, holding the hilt with his palm, he raised his head and exhaled, the rain slid down his cheeks, the boiling all over his body was smoothed and dissipated in the cold, one by one, Looking at the dark clouds above his head, he murmured, "From tonight onwards, the world will be peaceful."

That night ended extraordinarily long, and when the dawn was about to break, the decree of ascension to the throne spread throughout the capital, and countless fast horses galloped out of the capital to announce it to the world.But Feng Qijun, who was hiding, did not escape the search of Ziwei's guards, and he was brought to Xie Wen drenched.

The "Tianxia Taiping" that beheaded His Highness the Seventh Prince was put on the case.Xie Wen changed clothes and sat by the low tea table to warm up by the fire. His robe was clean and tidy, as if it had not been wet by blood or rain, elegant and gentle, spotless.

Feng Qijun's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He knelt down in front of the other party hastily, stammering his excuses and begging for mercy, asking Mr. Xie to spare his life. The situation is cleared, so that Mr. doesn't have to worry about Yunyun... He was so close to Xie Wen, and immediately found that the other party was relieved, as if some shackles had been removed from his body.

So Feng Qijun heard him ask: "Where are you going to send this book...?"

He raised his head and saw Xie Wen flipping through the materials and books in his arms that were supposed to be sent to the Research Institute, swallowed his saliva, and answered truthfully.

"This book is very interesting." Xie Wen raised her hand and picked out the "Theory of Kaiwu", "It's really simple materialism..."

"What?" Feng Qijun didn't understand.

"Nothing." Xie Wen looked at him and smiled, "Did you see anything tonight?"

Feng Qijun froze for a moment, then shook his head again and again. He didn't understand why there was such a person, who was clearly asking words that might determine life and death, but his eyes were so gentle.He just shook his head and couldn't even say a word until the other party handed the book back to him.Xie Wen said: "Okay, then you can go back."

go back?It's that simple?Feng Qijun's mind was blank, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move, and he even forgot to say goodbye... Maybe at the level of Mr. Xie, he no longer cares about the rumors from the outside world, and doesn't care whether he himself is criticized as a traitor. Ken let him go... Just when his mind was in chaos, he was suddenly stopped behind him.

……coming!Sure enough, you won't forgive me so easily!Feng Qijun was stiff all over, like a sculpture.Listening to the footsteps behind him, he wondered if the sword was going to kill him, but he was poked on the back of the shoulder.

The expensive soft cloth fell on the book and fell into his hands.Xie Wen was behind him, hallucinating with a warm breath like a fire: "Dry your hair."

Feng Qijun stayed for a moment, then wiped it carelessly, and was sent out of Xie's residence.When he went out, the sky was already white, and he suddenly remembered the scene of last night - it seemed that only when His Highness Ninth Highness was mentioned, Master Xie would startle a little unfathomable waves.

It is the same today.

Just as Zhang Ze asked, Feng Qijun also thought of it, the emperor's tenacity, calmness and open-mindedness did not include His Majesty.Xie Wen has an indestructible shell, no attack or oppression can hurt him, only disintegration from the inside can gradually destroy it.

His Majesty is the only one who can destroy him.

For this reason, Feng Qijun couldn't help becoming more worried. He thought over and over again what Zhang Ze had said, until the court man who was escorting him stopped, he was so dazed that he almost bumped into Eunuch Dechun. Feeling apprehensive, he pushed open the door in front of him.

Two candlesticks were lit in the hall, and a white long-haired cat with fluffy fur was lying on the couch, with a pair of mandarin duck eyes facing him.Feng Qijun raised his head and saw the silhouette of Xie Wen sitting beside the lampstand with clothes on, holding a weird and ugly wooden bird in his hand.

Feng Qijun was stunned for a moment, and met Xie Wen's eyes for a while, then the wooden bird suddenly flew up and bumped towards him.Master Xiao Feng hurriedly caught it, hugged it in his arms, and called out in a low voice: "Thank you, sir..."

"Huh?" Xie Wen withdrew her hand, as if he didn't do what happened just now, and counted three seconds silently in her heart.

one two Three……

Feng Qijun threw himself into his arms in an instant, buried his head in his arms and cried loudly, the cry even startled the Jade Lion, and looked at this man quite curiously.And Xie Wen had expected it a long time ago. He took out a prepared veil and handed it to the other party in a timely manner. He heard Feng Qijun choked up and said: "How is your life, sir? Where did you go before? Did you really come back from the dead, or... ...How does His Majesty treat Mr.? Why does it look so clear..."

Xie Wen said helplessly, "When will you finish crying?"

"Probably... a quarter of an hour..." Feng Qijun replied while hiccupping from crying.

While pouring tea for Xiao Feng, Xie Wen watched the other party continue to cry. When the time came and the tea temperature was just right, he reached out and lifted Feng Qijun's cheek, wiped away the tears from the corner of the other party's eyes, and said, "Get up."

Feng Qijun stood up as he said, and saw that Xie Wen's clothes were all covered with his own tears, he was quite ashamed, and said: "Sir, I was too, too excited for a while..."

"I know." He didn't even make it past the fourth number, so it can be seen that nothing has changed.Xie Wen glanced outside the door, the eunuch named Dechun was on duty, other than that, it was the time when the guards were changing, and there was no one else.

Feng Qijun took a sip of tea, simplified and simplified the previous affairs in the court, then looked at Xie Wen's appearance, and suddenly said: "You have indeed reduced the number, I am not talking nonsense."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his voice and said almost to himself: "I really can't stay in this palace. Others may not dare to guess what His Majesty does and thinks outside, but Zhang Ze and I both think that ... His Majesty wants you to stay in the palace, like a, like a—”

Feng Qijun paused for a moment, looked at Xie Wen's face and said, "It's the same as a male concubine."

Xie Wen glanced over, nodded calmly, and said, "How is your friendship with Zhang Ze?"

"Shang Ke." Feng Qijun wiped away the tears, his eyes were bright, "My family and his family are family friends, does the emperor have anything to say?"

Xie Wen beckoned, and Feng Qijun immediately listened to him. When he heard the other party say something softly, his expression changed a little, and he couldn't help saying: "What if... Your Majesty would rather watch you die than let go?"

"If he refuses," Xie Wen said, "we'll see each other in the next life."

Feng Qijun didn't come back to his senses for a while, and before he could react, Xie Wen added: "Just kidding, how can a person die twice for one life? If you want him to let me go, you have to do a lot of work. Humane care is chaotic, since Xiao Jiu said this time full of love, love, and infatuation, let him be chaotic."

Feng Qijun said: "Of course I am willing to do anything for Mr. Xie, but these alone may not be enough..."

"I know." Xie Wen stretched out her hand and touched the jade lion that jumped over for him to hug, "Even if ten imperial doctors come to feel the pulse, it's the same. I really fell ill because of him."

Looking at Xie Wen's eyebrows, Feng Qijun suddenly felt sore in his heart. Before that, because the emperor and the emperor's teacher had different political views and broke up with the cold war, he had a lot of complaints against his majesty at that time, but after all kinds of things, Feng Qijun felt that the emperor's teacher didn't actually look at it. Wrong, His Majesty is a very talented person, but Mr. Xie should not be imprisoned in the deep palace, maybe everything will be better if he leaves this Ziwei Palace.

"...By the way," Xie Wen said suddenly after finishing talking with him, "is it almost the princess' birthday?"

Feng Qijun thought of Princess Jieyou Xiao Tianmei, nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, it will only be a few days."

Xie Wen handed him a brocade box and said, "Please hand it over to Meier for me then."

Feng Qijun said: "Why is this? On the princess's birthday, Mr. Xie can go out of the palace and give it to the princess personally. His Majesty will not disagree..."

"No," Xie Wen said softly, "Not only will I not be able to go that day, maybe Imperial Doctor Zhang will also be unsafe... Thank him in advance for me."

"I understand." Feng Qijun cupped his hands and said, "You must take care of your body, and you must not act too violently, otherwise you will really hurt your body, and the gain outweighs the loss..."

"The gain outweighs the loss..." Xie Wen repeated in a low voice, and smiled, "No."

The author has something to say: when he writes that "every man is innocent but he is guilty of jade", he thinks that bi is jade.Wen is the texture of jade, and the word Huaiyu... It really is "the crime of cherishing jade".