Reincarnation of the powerful minister

In the study room, several oil lamps illuminate a desk and a row of bookshelves next to it.

Prince Zhu Helin sat alone at the table, untied the ties of the dossiers, and looked them over carefully. There were still many dossiers and accounts that he had already read.

Outside the closed doors and windows, there was a thunderstorm.There was no wind in the room, and the flame of the oil lamp suddenly flickered a few times, and gradually turned into a strange green...

"Clap."

"pat, pat..."

The sound of rainwater dripping on the wooden floor sounded in this quiet and airtight room.

Zhu Helin's heart trembled, and he looked around, only to see wooden boxes piled up in the corners, bookshelves dormant in the darkness, and the room was empty.

"Clap!"

The sound was very clear beside him.He turned his head to look beside the seat, and at some point, dark red sticky blood stains appeared on the floor.

He raised his head abruptly, the beams of the house were also empty, where did the blood come from?

"Who's pretending to be a ghost? Come out!" Zhu Helin jumped up immediately, with the sword unsheathed at his waist.

His movement created a breeze, and the flame flickered more violently.

There was a "plop" in my ear, like a dull thunder, followed by the sound of splashes and people struggling in the water...

It is obviously a dark room with no one in it, so why are there all kinds of strange sounds and visions?Zhu Helin was short of breath, and shouted loudly, "Come on!"

Some of the Eastern Palace guards were guarding the door of the study room. It stands to reason that if they heard his cry, they would break in immediately.But when he gave the order, there was no response at the door.

"...You're wronged! His Royal Highness forced me to kill me, I'm wronged..." The man's voice floated in the room faintly like a ghost crying, accompanied by the sound of splashing water and bubbling more intensely.

Zhu Helin suddenly thought of the Yishan Bureau official who committed suicide by throwing himself into a well.

What is this, the lingering spirit haunts him?On the contrary, Zhu Helin calmed down.He has been courageous since he was a child, and his attitude towards ghosts and gods is not like ordinary people's suspicion and fear, nor is he like King Yu who scoffed because he didn't believe it at all, but a kind of "come as soon as you come, I will take care of everything." The outrageous bloody bravery.

He tapped the ground twice with the tip of his sword, and said in a deep voice: "Either show up and explain clearly to the young master; or kill you to disappear, and even save reincarnation, choose yourself!"

As soon as the voice fell, the room suddenly became quiet, everything was silent, and there was no more sound.

Bitch!Before Zhu Helin muttered, the lamp flame suddenly went out.Pairs of scarlet blood-like eyes emerged from the thick ink-like darkness...

When Su Yan rushed to the document warehouse, he saw the guards outside the door collapsed on the ground.

Commander Wei who came along with him shouted in shock: "Something has happened, hurry up and escort me!"

A group of Eastern Palace guards with weapons kicked open the door and poured into the room.

Su Yan also wanted to rush in, but was stopped by the guards of Prince Yu's Mansion behind him.The guard said: "My lord has an order to ensure the safety of Mr. Su. The situation inside is unknown, so please stay here and leave the matter of escort to the guards of the Eastern Palace."

Su Yan was worried and anxious at the moment, and ignored King Yu's kindness, so he forcefully broke away the guard's blocking hand: "The prince's safety is more important than mine! Don't just worry about me, hurry in and help."

The guard insisted: "His Royal Highness Yu Wang's order is a military order, and the military order is like a mountain. I hope you will forgive me."

Su Yan was so anxious that he wanted to jump: "Then divide half of you to protect me, and the other half to go in and help, right?"

While speaking, Commander Wei shouted loudly in the room: "There are assassins! Take them down and protect the young master!"

"Go!" Su Yan urged, "If something happens to my young master, your Royal Highness Prince Yu will be charged with incompetent escort, and you can't afford to walk around!"

These words touched the guards of Prince Yu's Mansion. After hesitating for a while, they obeyed Su Yan's order and brought half of the men inside for support.

The rest of the palace guards wanted to protect Su Yan and withdraw, but Su Yan refused to leave. Hearing the sound of fighting in the room, he was so nervous that he grabbed the cloak with his fingers.

Amidst the bang, the window burst suddenly, and several figures flew out of the house, rolled a few times on the muddy ground, got up and continued to fight.

With the lightning that illuminated the sky, Su Yan caught a glimpse of one of the men in black, with scarlet eyes exposed above the masked black scarf, and immediately reminded loudly: "It's the blood-eyed assassins from the Seven Killing Battalion, don't look at them, be careful! Soul technique!"

The leader of the guards of Prince Yu's Mansion rushed out of the room and said to Su Yan, "Why are you still here? Go!"

Su Yan grabbed him and asked, "How is the young master?"

The leader replied: "When the humble officer entered, the guards of the Eastern Palace had already fought with those black-clothed assassins. The young master also fought with a sword, but it seemed that something was wrong. He cut everyone he saw, and wounded several guards. Like crazy."

Su Yan was shocked and said: "This is the blood pupil assassin's nightmare technique, and his consciousness has fallen into a ecstasy. The young master is in danger, not only to prevent him from hurting others, but also to prevent him from hurting himself. Can you think about it?" The method... knock him out, knock him out, and tie him up again."

"Try a humble job."

The leader was about to turn around and enter the house, when a beam of sword light broke through the door, smashing the entire row of four doors into pieces, and sawdust flying everywhere.

Su Yan raised his sleeve to cover it, stepped back a few steps, accidentally stepped on the edge of the steps, and fell backwards with a cry of surprise.

The surrounding guards immediately grabbed him and prevented him from rolling down the steps.

In front of the shattered door, Zhu Helin held a blood-stained long sword, his face full of rage seemed to be shaken by the exclamation, and his eyes looked in Su Yan's direction blankly.

Su Yan grabbed the guard's arm to stand still, took a breath, and called, "Master!"

Zhu Helin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to respond, but couldn't make a sound.

"Master, it's a foregone conclusion, so why do you insist on resisting the order and angering the emperor?"

Zhu Helin raised his drooping head slightly, opened his heavy eyelids, and saw a pair of soapskin boots worn by the servant and the cloud python pattern on the hem of his robe.

"Big Companion..." He moved his chapped lips, and pulled the iron chains on both sides of the torture rack with both hands, making a loud commotion, "I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled..."

Lan Xi flicked the whisk, "So what if you are willing or not? Monarch and minister, father and son, the king is in front of the father, and the minister is in front of the son. Young master, please listen to the persuasion of the servant girl, bow your head and confess your sins to the emperor, and then offer a good gift to the emperor." A congratulatory gift—on a day of great joy, the emperor will no matter how much he will look at Concubine Su's face, and pardon you for the crime of offending..."

Zhu Helin suddenly raised his head and glared at him angrily: "He's not some concubine Su! He's Su Yan and Su Qinghe! How can dignified scholar-officials and court officials fill the harem with men as women, competing for favor with those concubines who flaunt their heads? Absurd! Absurdly ridiculous! Father is really old and confused, or do you want to follow the path of Xia Jie and Shang Zhou, and also become a stupid emperor with a long history?!"

Lan Xi stomped her feet angrily: "Young master, being so stubborn will only do you harm and not good! The emperor has already said that it is better to have a son who is not filial. Do you really want to resist to the end and put the position of the crown prince with your own family?" Do you want to give up your life? Besides, Concubine Su may not accept your love."

Zhu Helin was stunned: "He... He did it voluntarily? No, it's impossible! I don't believe it!"

"Impossible, I have to see it with my own eyes to know. But with your current state, if the emperor doesn't calm down, you won't be able to see the sun for a day. How can you see him?" Lan Xi sighed. He took a deep breath, "The former empress is kind and gracious to the servant girl. The servant girl also came here for her sake, so she made a special trip to persuade the young master one last time. If the young master insists on going his own way again, the servant girl will have nothing to do. It's just whoever will give birth to him in the future." Death, whoever is prosperous and who is poor, whoever enters the East Palace, has nothing to do with my young master."

Zhu Helin clenched his fist, pulled the iron chain with a bang, and bit the roots of his teeth until his mouth smelled of rust. "No, I can't stay in this dungeon forever..." he murmured, "I have to get out..."

Not only to go out, but also to take back everything that belongs to oneself.

"Zhu Helin, you have no right to choose now, let alone a way out. There are some things that you must never say until you reach the top of the peak and see the mountains, understand?!"

——Qinghe's admonition from the past echoed in his ears, and Zhu Helin let out a painful and mournful roar.

Panting heavily like a wild animal, he said to Lan Xi who was frightened and wanted to slip away: "Big Companion, please go and call Father and tell me that I have figured it out..."

"...Before I contradicted my father, it was because I was not filial. I lost my head for a while, but now I feel deeply regretful. I beg my father to forgive me and give my son a chance to reform."

Kneeling in front of the throne in a five-body prostration posture, his fingernails pinched the blood out of his palm, but he still wanted to spit out docile words from his mouth, from his tone of voice to his expression, everything was impeccable.Zhu Helin touched the ground with his head, and knocked extremely hard.

Finally heard the voice of the father above: "Forget it. You have been arrogant since childhood and did not obey the rules. This time I will teach you a lesson. You must not do it again in the future. Don't forget, I am not just your son. If you are not worthy of virtue , Let the person who is worthy of this seat take it!"

These words are more than harsh, they are almost on the verge of disgust.Zhu Helin swallowed the bloody smell in his throat, and replied humbly: "Inheriting the teachings of the father and emperor, I am grateful and grateful. I will definitely take this as a warning in the future and never do it again."

"Since I know that I have repented, I will punish you lightly, but you must be punished. I will punish you... On the day when I was registered as concubine, I knelt outside the palace gate all night, and reflect on myself."

There were lights and festoons outside the hall, the shadows of candles in the hall were red, and various embarrassing sounds could be heard faintly from the crack of the door. Zhu Helin looked numb, knelt at night and remained motionless from dawn to dawn.

After dawn, Fu Bao came to help him up, and said in surprise: "Master, why is your temple hair gray?"

Zhu Helin stretched out his hand to touch it, and said indifferently: "It's just dyed black with gallnuts, don't make a fuss."

As the days passed, Fu Bao felt that the young master seemed to be a different person, he was no longer the young master he was familiar with——

The young master is obedient to the emperor, and his attitude is more humble and docile than any courtier.

The young master turned a blind eye to the newly conferred concubine Su, even if he met face to face, he would never see her thinner figure, pale face, and sharp and painful eyes, so he nodded and passed away.

The young master spent sleep and food forgetting to study schoolwork and government affairs, but he didn't mention a word in front of the emperor, blindly doing his filial piety.

The young master introduced the Taoist priests and alchemists whom he had disdained very much, to refine medicine and offer pills for the emperor.

When the young princes passed away one by one due to illness and accident, the emperor couldn't care less about mourning, and even got angry because the efficacy of the pill was not as good as before.After being reprimanded by the young master, he introduced a real person who is even more powerful.Fu Bao couldn't help shivering when he saw the corners of the young master's mouth curled up when he lowered his head.

... The young master finally succeeded to the throne and became the new emperor.

The first emperor's concubines were buried with nothing, and those who had something were sent to the nunnery for repairs. Only one concubine Su, who was the most favored in the harem, remained in the original palace.As a result, the courtiers talked a lot, and wrote to ask the new king to deal with it properly, either by giving him death or sending him to the temple.

Zhu Helin personally tore those memorials to shreds.

He came to the harem where there was only one concubine left, and hugged the late emperor's widow: "... I want to restore your fame and official status, and let you return to the court."

Concubine Su's complexion was pale, she was almost out of shape, and said: "I have waited too long for this day, and my heart is ashamed. Even if I go back to the court, there is no place to stand, and it will only increase the ridicule of others. .Young master... No, if the emperor still cares about the old feelings of the past, allow me to take off the hairpin and skirt, and let me go out of the palace to live the life of ordinary people!"

Zhu Helin clasped Su Yan's shoulder tightly with his fingers, engulfed by the fear of complete loss.

At this moment, he suddenly understood his father, after he also possessed supreme power.

With one thought of life and death, one thought of gain and loss, the entire country and trillions of souls are in your hands, why can't you keep the person in your arms?

I have been bound in a golden cage all my life and shouldered this heavy responsibility. Why can't I get what I want? I still have to restrain myself, wrong myself, and give up my heart and soul to change a name in history?

Why can everyone have selfishness, but he can't?Whether it is a wise emperor or a faint emperor, he doesn't care, he only wants one person.

"What stupid things are you talking about?" Zhu Helin said softly, "Years ago, I said that you are the one who wants to stand by my side."

The last bit of light in Concubine Su's eyes was also extinguished.After a moment of silence, he asked, "Then can I still change clothes?"

"Of course, you can dress up however you want. Whether you want to go back to court or live in the harem, it's up to you."

Concubine Su calmly thanked her, and went to the inner hall to wash and change clothes.

Zhu Helin patiently sat on the chair and waited for his Tsing Yi scholar to come back to him again, just like the day they first met.

He waited until he saw a corpse whose throat had been slit open with a sharpened half wat board.There was also a suicide note with only four bloody words on it:

Never lose.

"I'm really doing it for you. I want to see you grow up and mature, strive for excellence, ascend the throne in the future, protect the people of the territory, create a prosperous world, and bring all nations to court."

"Since I choose to board the ship of His Royal Highness, I will use my meager strength to cut through the waves for you. Of course, it is also to rely on the blessing of this ship and not to suffer from wind, rain, thunder and lightning."

"Qinghe, you and I hereby promise that we will never lose each other!"

In an instant, thousands of memories from his youth swept over him, pressing him under the raging waves and making him unable to move.Zhu Helin screamed, painful and desperate: "I was wrong! Qinghe, Qinghe! I was wrong, please forgive me!"

He shook the corpse in his arms: "Get up and scold me! Hit me with a ruler! I will correct it, really...it is not the first time I have made a mistake. In the past, you were willing to persuade me and scold me. Why can't you do it this time? ? Is it because I became the emperor? Then I am not, you get up, get up and say to me--'Do what you should do!' You say it!"

No one will ever say that to him again.

Zhu Helin couldn't figure it out, why did this happen?The relationship between people is always hot and close at the beginning, and I can’t wait to show my sincerity and devotion. Later, I have experienced various twists and turns, the hot ones have become colder, and the close ones have become farther away. , sincerity has become insincere, sincerity has become a trade-off.Does time really change everything?

"Let's go back." He murmured to the cold corpse in his arms, "When I was a teenager, I called you 'Qinghe', and you called me 'Master' again..."

The dead are so persistent day and night, how can they turn back?He looked at the sharpened half of the wat board that Su Yan was holding in his hand.

"—Master!"

It was like a thunderclap exploding in his ears, the sudden impact made Zhu Helin stagger a few steps, and the hand holding the sword was tightly grasped.

He seemed to be dragged out of a very deep and depressing nightmare, sweating profusely, and opened his eyes panting.

In front of him was Su Yan's youthful face that was wet by the rain.

Zhu Helin shouted without hesitation: "Qinghe, I was wrong, I was really wrong, you can scold me and beat me, just don't worry about me, I will listen to you in the future, you believe me!" As if afraid of being interrupted or rejected, he He spit out the thoughts in his heart all at once until he was hoarse.

Su Yan: "..."

Is this kid stupid?

A group of guards around: "..."

We didn't hear anything.

Su Yan coughed dryly: "Master, are you okay?"

Zhu Helin was stunned for a while: "What's wrong with me?"

Su Yan touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and looked at his face carefully. Seeing that his eyes gradually became clear, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay. You should have been enchanted by the nightmare spell just now and fell into a state of fascination. Fascinated The soul state is grotesque, as if it is another twisted and disordered life, if the consciousness is deeply involved in it, it will hurt others and self-harm."

"Ecstasy... Realm?"

Su Yan nodded: "Others can't help you. You have to break yourself so that your consciousness can break free."

Zhu Helin was a little confused, frowned in thought, and then said firmly: "It was Qinghe who dragged me out."

Su Yan said: "It doesn't matter who it is, as long as the young master is fine."

Zhu Helin threw the sword away, and hugged him forcefully in front of the guards.

A group of guards around: "..."

We didn't see anything.

The thunder pierced through the rainy night again, illuminating the black-clothed assassins and guards who were fighting. Zhu Helin glanced over Su Yan's temples, and saw a red-robed man wearing a mask standing on the top of the wall at some point.

He whispered in Su Yan's ear, "I saw the leader of the Seven Killing Battalion."

Su Yan grasped his arm tightly, and took a slight breath: "That guy's martial arts skills are so good, even Ah Zhui can't beat him. I'm afraid all the guards present are no match for him."