After the death of the villain

"Don't you think this task is strange?" Xie Xiangying asked Zhuo Ying.

"What's strange, it's just a mission."

Zhuoying said it frankly, in her eyes, this kind of mission is no different from previous missions.Seeing Xie Xiangying's sad face, she said: "Ah Zhao will kiss the kitten in the house, and the mother will kiss her newborn child, why can't the master do this with His Majesty?"

"It's different." Xie Xiang greeted.

"What's the difference? Are there different feelings between the master and His Majesty?"

"No, stop asking."

How could he have different feelings towards Ling Lang, Ling Lang wouldn't either.He is Ling Lang's emperor teacher, the friendship between master and apprentice is nothing more than that, those intimacy actions are just a trick to escape.

Seeing that Xie Xiangying reacted so strongly, Zhuoying didn't ask any more questions. He saw that Xie Xiangying had only a few sachets left on his waist, and asked him, "Master, where is the sound transmission bell I gave you?"

"Sound transmission bell."

Too bad, it's Qingjingzhai.

His soul is back, but his things are not back. The west side hall is not easy to enter Qingjingzhai, how can he get back the string of bells.

Zhuo Ying saw that Xie Xiangying's face was livid, and after thinking for a while, she comforted: "Master, don't worry, other people don't know the mystery of this."

No one would have thought that a string of bells could transmit sound across thousands of miles.

"Is this sound transmission bell usable only by you and me, or can anyone else use it?" Xie Xiangying asked.

Zhuoying said: "You, me, Your Majesty."

In this world, only three people can use it.

"How could there be Ling Lang?"

Xie Xiangying was startled, the bell can transmit sound just by covering the hand, such a simple action, it is very easy to accidentally touch it, I just hope Ling Lang will not care about the seemingly ordinary bell.

"Put your string here first, and I'll find a place to put it properly."

"it is good."

Zhuoying's hand fell on the bell on her waist, and she froze suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Xie Xiangying asked him.

Zhuo Ying immediately let go of the bell in her hand and said, "I seem to have heard His Majesty's voice."

"what did he say."

At this moment, is Ling Lang also holding the sound transmission bell?

Zhuoying looked at Xie Xiangying, and said word by word: "He said, the sky is full of lights, everything is silent, and when you look up, it's the setting sun."

Lifting eyes is the setting sun.

Xie Xiangying looked down at the sound transmission bell that Zhuoying handed over, and clenched his hands tightly.

"Have you ever lit a lamp for His Majesty?"

"No, what the emperor lights is not a lamp, but the sky that I want to dawn in the long silent night."

Ling Lang once said that he was the sky he wanted to see, but now these words are meant to say that there is no light on his side now.

Xie Xiangying's eyes fell on the candlelight in front of the case, and all his thoughts were entangled together.

Xie Xiangying never deliberately inquired about the news of Tongyou Palace, but the news of Tongyou Palace was all over his head, and he wanted to get in through the crack of the door.

Ah Zhao said that after the Shangyuan Festival, Ling Lang rested for a few days in the early court, and when he first came to court, he sent Wang Haidong to the south first to implement the tax reduction policy.Wang Haidong has already tidied up in the mansion and will go south in a few days.

Xie Xiangying heard these words in the morning, and when he came back from the shower at night, he saw an extra person in a sack lying on the ground in the secret room.

Xie Xiangying put on the mask, squatted down and lifted the sack covering the man's body.Under the sack is a rather handsome face, more lively and handsome than the one on the portrait.

The man was tied up, his mouth was stuffed with sackcloth, he was glaring, and his throat kept whining.

Xie Xiangying had ordered Wang Haidong to be invited before, but Zhuoying thought that this way of inviting was in line with the style of the little overlord.

Xie Xiangying took the linen cloth away, and Wang Haidong shouted immediately: "It's really disregarding human relations to do such illegal things in broad daylight!"

"Do you know who I am?"

The mask reflected the faint light under the candlelight, and the thin lips curved into a beautiful arc.

Wang Haidong sneered and said, "I don't care who you are, if the Son of Heaven has done such a bold thing, tomorrow I will write a letter and tell His Majesty!"

Well, this guy doesn't even know who he is.

Xie Xiangying's hand fell on the rope that bound Wang Haidong, and said quietly: "You only said to tell Your Majesty about this, but you don't know if you can get out alive today. If I want to harm you, I can make you die here, and find another Someone who looks similar to you will go to Najiaolan County for you."

Xie Xiangying also learned the technique of the person behind the scenes.

"You, jackal heart, jackal heart!"

Wang Haidong scolded twice in a row, but it didn't have any deterrent effect.Xie Xiangying saw that he was very angry, but he didn't utter a word of obscenity, so he knew that this person must be an extremely polite scholar.

He moved a low stool from the corner of the secret room, sat upright in front of Wang Haidong, and said, "Don't worry, I don't want your life, I just want to ask you a few words."

He just wanted to have a nice conversation with this person, but Zhuoying made it difficult for him to do so.

"I will never answer what you say, a thief."

Wang Haidong gritted his teeth, he seemed to have a high morale, and he planned to grab the ground with his head and show his ambition with death.

"Listen to what I'm asking." Xie Xiangying spoke in an unhurried manner, easily calming people's restless hearts. He looked at Wang Haidong and said, "I know that my lord intends to implement the method of slack corvee and low tax. I invited you here today to ask a question, if it is light, how will the temple be built, and how will the dams in the south be perfected. If it is thin, how will the princes and nobles maintain their fine clothes and food, and they are willing to settle down on one side."

These questions seem to have entered Wang Haidong's heart. He looked at Xie Xiangying and said indignantly: "What's the point of being content with one side like kings, dukes and nobles like chopsticks and jade cups, cockfights and running dogs. Ten steps, one floor, five steps, one pavilion, the palace gate The grandeur, but the people are naked, what face does such a dynasty exist."

The impassioned speech made Xie Xiangying's calm heart ripple a little.

Wang Haidong's sincerity cannot be faked, but he is young and reckless when he first enters the temple, and he is too idealistic after all.He used to be like this, he had to do it immediately when he thought of something, as if someone was rushing him behind him.It was also because of this that he knelt outside the Xingsheng Pavilion again and again and was forced to admit his mistakes.

Ling Lang asked him to kneel outside the Xingsheng Pavilion, where people come and go, in order to temper his temper, but it is a pity that after kneeling so many times, he never gave in once.He looks gentle and elegant, softening people's hearts like a stream of deep still water, but in fact he is more stubborn than anyone else in his bones.

"If this policy is to be implemented, it has never been a matter of one day and one night. Mr. Si Nong will go south this time. I don't know if he can return to Northern Qi. Have you thought about it?"

Xie Xiangying patted Wang Haidong's shoulder and asked slowly.It will be a catastrophe for this person to go to the south safely, another catastrophe to meet the local sheriff, and another catastrophe for him to come back after the carefully implemented policy has achieved some results.Is it worth it to go through such hardships just to implement a policy that no one cares about?

Wang Haidong raised his eyebrows and said: "Everyone is mortal. If you can die for the ambition in your heart, why not do it."

Well said.

Xie Xiang stood up to welcome him, he glanced at Wang Haidong on the ground, thought for a moment, and smiled: "Your Excellency said that he would not answer the words of a thief like me, but now it's over."

"This……"

Wang Haidong's expression changed instantly when he heard the words, he should have kept silent, but the person in front of him was very persuasive, and he had already confided his heart without knowing it.

"Is that why you arrested me to ask these questions?" Wang Haidong asked.

Xie Xiangying said: "Of course not. The brochures on your Excellency only talk about the matter of being light and thin, and there is no specific solution. I think you must have been troubled by this matter for many days. I just have an idea here. I don't know if your Excellency would like to I don't want to listen."

"Appreciate further details."

Wang Haidong had a cold face, a look of "see what kind of ivory you can spit out of your dog's mouth".

Xie Xiangying looked at Wang Haidong with the same expression and said, "Since your lord is a farmer, let's talk about agricultural taxes. A direct reduction of taxes will inevitably lead to complaints from princes and nobles. There is always a lot of fish and rice in the south. There is never a shortage of fertile land, but there is a lack of labor. No If during the busy farming season, less than half of the corvee soldiers who were released to build water conservancy projects will return to their hometowns to share the farming work. In this way, the grain production will increase, and the grain income in the national treasury will naturally not be less. In addition, real objects can be used instead of money to pay taxes, which can also prevent unscrupulous traders from deliberate Lower the price, what do you think?"

Xie Xiangying's words were easy to understand, which made Wang Haidong's mind suddenly clearer.He looked at Xie Xiangying, and for a moment felt that such words were somewhat familiar.He has read quite a few articles, some of which are not ashamed by the literati, were written by Xie Yin, the Grand Tutor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, such outrageous remarks made others think they were shocking, but he appreciated them very much.

"You have such a rare idea in the world, why do you tell me, aren't you afraid that I will take your credit?"

Wang Haidong didn't understand. Back then, he only said a few words to Shen Weichuan to recuperate, and then he was recommended.Xie Xiangying's remark, if Shen Weichuan knew about it, he would definitely value it more than him.

Xie Xiangying heard the words, just smiled and said: "Your Excellency just said that if you can die to realize your ambition, you will die without regret, and I am the same. If you can see the day when your wish is realized, why care about whose credit it is. "

Different routes lead to the same goal. No matter who implements such a policy, it is ultimately for the prosperity of Northern Qi.Wang Haidong's idea is very good, but the framework has lost some flesh and blood, and what he wants to do is to farm some flesh and blood.

Xie Xiangying has ascended to a high position, and has no desire for the position above that.A person like him is lazy and weak, and he is no longer fit to stand in front.Wang Haidong had this idea, and he had the opportunity to go to Jiaolan County. He was very willing to add fire to the new official.

"Who exactly are you?"

Wang Haidong looked at the person in front of him by the candlelight. His clothes were not expensive, but every word he said was very precious.

"A dead man."

Xie Xiangying was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice.He was wearing a turquoise uniform with half a scary ghost mask on his face.

This calm voice made Wang Haidong stunned for a moment, it was unreasonable, unreasonable to suddenly tie him up, just to tell him these things.Unless it is the god of the temple, who knows his painstaking efforts, and came down to the world today to show his spirit.

"It would be offending to invite your lord here rashly today, and I hope your lord will not talk about today's events to others. Be careful when you go to the south. If you have a chance, go on dry roads." Xie Xiangying gave a final instruction.

"Dry road?"

Wang Haidong was taken aback for a moment, the Supervision Institute had already sent someone to arrange a boat for him to go to the south, why did this person mention the dry road, since the waterway is the fastest from north to south.

Xie Xiangying didn't say anything, just stood up slowly.

Before Wang Haidong had time to think carefully, a sack was put on his head again and he was beaten unconscious.

But Ah Zhao and Zhuo Ying had already entered the secret room with a few guards.

Xie Xiangying told Zhuo Ying: "I intend to remind, but he may not listen to me. Find a way to make him miss the boat, and then find some trustworthy people to take him in a carriage."

"Master is afraid that Mr. Wang is on the way..."

"Yes."

"Are you so rampant? This person is an official of the imperial court." Zhuoying muttered, waved her hand, and asked Ah Zhao and a few guards to take Wang Haidong out of the mansion first.

After Xie Xiangying waited for the people to leave, he glanced at Zhuoying and said, "Ling Qingyun is still the regent."

"Too……"

Zhuo Ying's eyes sank slightly when she heard this sentence.

Xie Xiangying then raised his hand and yawned: "I'm tired of pretending to be a wolf with a big tail. I'm going to sleep right now. You should also rest earlier."

He originally planned to take a rest after taking a bath, but he didn't expect to say such a thing.

"Yes, Master."

Zhuo Ying saw that Xiang Xie had a sleepy face, so she didn't stay any longer.

People walked towards the secret room, and stopped after a few steps. Zhuo Ying looked back at the place where Xie Xiangying was, her eyes were flickering, she stood still and leaned against the wall, holding the scimitar in her arms, and closed her eyes.

The secret room was dark, every time Xie Xiangying fell asleep, he didn't know when he would wake up again.

This sleep seemed to be extraordinarily long, and it was always accompanied by the crisp sound of the sound transmission bell in my ears.

Xie Xiangying had a dream. He dreamed that he had returned to the imperial city of Northern Qi, and returned to the east side hall of Tongyou Hall.

He stood behind the screen, and on the wall was a portrait of the late emperor.

"Tell me, what did you see?"

Xie Xiangying heard a familiar voice, it was Ling Qingyun's voice that he had imitated many times.

He used to think that the voice he had imitated was already perfect, but only now did he realize that Ling Qingyun's voice was so chilling.

"I saw you and Concubine Shen."

The voice that answered Ling Qingyun was a little trembling, but she was still stubborn.

It's Ling Lang.

Xie Xiangying walked a few steps, and saw that immature and pale face through the gap in the screen.

A dagger was lying across Ling Lang's neck, bit by bit sinking into the flesh.

Ling Lang's hands and feet were chained, and even his neck and waist were shackled.

"You are not worthy of the word 'zhen' for the time being."

Ling Qingyun was holding a dagger, and the black brocade robe was spread on the floor, with blood flowing down Ling Lang's neck and onto the collar on his chest.

"An inch further inward with this knife, and the new emperor will die today."

There was no expression on Ling Qingyun's extremely handsome face, her indifferent pupils seemed to be looking at a lifeless toy.

Ling Lang's eyes closed slowly at this moment, he was waiting, waiting for the moment when the sharp blade pierced his throat.

"Don't worry, I don't want to bear the name of usurping the throne." Ling Qingyun put away the dagger, wiped it on Ling Lang's gorgeous robe, and said in a low voice, "You will die one day. Don't think about meddling in the affairs of the court before, a five-year-old should look like a five-year-old, understand."

Ling Qingyun lowered her eyes and glanced at Ling Lang. At this moment, Ling was lying on the ground, and the ground was stained with slowly oozing blood.

"This king likes you, the look of a bereaved dog."

Ling Qingyun's sheathed dagger slapped Ling Lang's face a few times, he got up, dusted off the dust on his body, and opened the door of the side hall.

A ray of sunlight passed through and shone on Ling Lang's body. The person who had opened his eyes closed his eyes,

Ling Qingyun stayed in the hall for a moment, as if giving Ling Lang a temporary light.

In less than a moment, Ling Qingyun left the side hall, and the door of the hall was tightly closed again.

The light on Ling Lang's body disappeared, and he lay on the cold ground, his eyes were empty and desperate.

The wound on the neck was still bleeding, Xie Xiangying walked to Ling Lang's side, knelt down and wanted to hug him.

"Ling Lang..."

At the moment when his hand passed through Ling Lang's body, Xie Xiangying realized that he couldn't touch the real thing. He called out, but couldn't get a response.

At this moment, he seemed to be in Ling Lang's memory.

He saw his past, but could do nothing about it.

Xie Xiangying sat on the cold ground, feeling the darkness and silence of the hall together with Ling Lang.

The door of the East Side Hall was closed for ten days, and no imperial physician came to heal Ling Lang's injuries.

The door of the temple will be opened once a day, and rice porridge and medicinal food will be handed out from the door.On the tenth day, it was a ten-year-old boy who came to deliver the medicinal food.

"His Majesty……"

There is endless tenderness in the young man's eyebrows, and there is a small red mole on the tip of his eyebrows.

Ling Lang raised his eyes to look at this person, his pupils, which had been in the dark for a long time, were dilated and lifeless.

The young man put the medicinal food on the ground and made a big gift to Ling Lang.

"Your Majesty, my minister Zhang Nianru will be your companion in the future."

After Ling Lang drank the medicinal food, he was taken out of the East Side Hall. Xie Xiangying originally wanted to follow, but was stunned in the end.

Ling Lang once said that Zhang Nianru once lit a lamp for him, Xie Xiangying suddenly didn't want to see the place where the lamp illuminated.He stood in front of the door of the East Side Hall, quietly watching the past of the two.Watching Zhang Nianru serving tea and water for Ling Lang, asking about his health, watching Ling Lang making a picture for him, and flying paper kites with him.

Dongpian Hall is not Zhang Nianru's residence, but the place where Ling Lang and Zhang Nianru get along day and night.

Perhaps it was a reward for Ling Lang's ignorance of the government these days, Ling Qingyun gave Ling Lang and Zhang Nianru a long time to get along.After a long time, Xie Xiangying suddenly felt that the time when he came to Ling Lang's side was just to replace Zhang Nianru, who came first.

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