Twilight Cloud Returns

Knowing that he entered the palace to go to the court before dawn, even if he did not go to court at this moment, how could he die in Rongfu?

This kind of blatantly inviting you into the urn, Wuqing will definitely not be fooled.It's just that Rong Pingju is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river - he can't protect himself, but he still wants to take revenge, and he can clear the relationship and pass this piece of paper to him, which is really puzzling.

Wuqing smiled lightly, never took this matter to heart, was about to turn around and go back to the house, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the words on the back of the note, which read - Huishan forest, there are differences.

Seeing this, Wuqing's footsteps stopped in front of the palace, and then turned around and walked towards the Rongfu without thinking.

Today's top priority is to send the masters of Huishan Temple into the palace, the servants in the mansion are busy cleaning up, no one has paid attention to Wuqing's whereabouts.By the time they suddenly remembered Young Master Qing, the latter had long since disappeared.

"Mr. Qing, where did you go?" The servants were circling anxiously, this is the person on the cusp of the young man's heart, if there is a mistake, the young man will definitely not let them off lightly!

One of them was quick-witted, "Hurry up and tell the young master in the palace! The rest of the people will be divided into two groups, some of them will follow me to find Young Master Qing, and the rest will report to the officials!"

Wuqing traveled to Rongfu, the mansion that should have been heavily guarded by soldiers, seemed to have a premonition that he would come here, and the way was unimpeded.

What caught my eye was the desolation and withering of Rongfu. Wuqing remembers the last time I visited, Tongzhi still came to pay respects to Rong Changkun. I thought that it was a vibrant spring day, and the prosperous scene could not recall Rongping’s most beloved the life of his son.

It's just that after a summer, the Rong Mansion has already collapsed.

Wuqing stepped into the main hall, only to see Rong Pingju slumped on the teacher's chair, wearing only a ragged light shirt with bloodstains on it.He himself was at the end of his strength and was out of breath.

For Wuqing's arrival, Rong Pingju seemed to have been looking forward to it for a long time, he giggled, showing eerie terror, and said weakly: "It's finally here..."

There was no wave in Rong Pingju's eyes, like the calmness of a dying person, as if all the resentment towards him before had disappeared completely, Wuqing was slightly taken aback.

Rong Pingju knew that the end was approaching, he stared at Wuqing closely, exuding resentment all over his body, and said: "My son, why did you die..."

As soon as this remark came out, Wuqing knew that someone must have secretly told him the truth about Rong Changkun's death.Wuqing also learned about it after Liang Cai subdued the Dharma, and told him to listen to him in his spare time.

At that time, the two were sitting in a small courtyard in Yangzhou enjoying the coolness, and the fragrance of green Yangchun tea lingered around.Zhi Huan sighed and said, "Besides Liang Cai's crimes that could destroy the nine races, he even vomited out all the trivial matters that he knew."

It's no surprise that there are some people who, in order to survive, are willing to do anything.

"However, there is an astonishing thing that you must know." Zhi Huan looked at him, and suddenly became playful, "Why don't you make a guess?"

Wuqing couldn't laugh or cry, waved his hands helplessly and said: "There is no hint at all, and you told me to speculate out of thin air. I see that you have more and more tricks to tease me..."

Hearing this, Yun Chuxiu put down the teacup leisurely, her flying sword eyebrows were full of ridicule, and said, "Is this a tease?" He suddenly stretched out his long and slender fingers, and stirred them in the clear tea in front of Wuqing, Then put it in his own mouth, licked off the tea stained by his fingertips, and said frivolously, "The tea is sweet, just like you a few days ago..."

How can a simple ignorance instantly understand the meaning behind the words of a person who is unscrupulous in prostitution?His clear eyes were smudged with confusion...

But seeing Zhihuan's unfinished expression, thinking about what he said a few days ago, Wuqing understood immediately - he was deliberately mentioning that he was captured by his fingers and was defeated...

The pink blush climbed up to his ears, "You!" Wu Qing was ashamed and angry, and immediately got up, and was about to leave with a flick of his sleeves.

Yun Chuxiu, who claimed to be the champion of Quan Dazhou's mistake, surrounded him from behind, buried her head in the crescent of his neck, and immediately admitted her mistake obediently: "I was wrong..."

The refreshing fragrance of magnolia enveloped Wuqing, and Zhihuan's heavy breathing was very obvious in the quiet small courtyard, which suddenly made Wuqing lose his sense of control, and he struggled in Zhihuan's arms.

Yun Chuxiu kissed his soft ears lightly to appease the uneasiness of the cat in her arms, then let go and said, "I won't tease you anymore, I really want to tell you about that matter."

Now Wuqing doesn't want to hear it.

He was very angry, "you can talk to whoever you want to talk to, even if you talk for three days and three nights, it's okay! I have to give you two jugs of strong wine to relieve your fatigue!"

Yun Chuxiu clings to Wuqing like a mangy dog, and said with a playful smile: "How can those Yingying Yanyans know the hot and the cold like Ah Qing, and are as gentle as jade? I have to tell you——Liang Cai has dealt with Zhao Darong a lot. Yes, Zhao Darong also trusted him very much, so he accidentally revealed the truth about Rong Changkun's death while drunk..."

As expected, this incident successfully diverted Wuqing's attention. He stopped, completely forgetting the rambunctious words of this person just now, and said in shock: "Didn't Rong Changkun die young because of his illness?"

"Even if the medicine stone is ineffective, it can't prevent the people close to me from planting imperceptible poisons for many years..." Yun Chuxiu looked at the withered grass and trees in the courtyard at the beginning, "It's Zhao Dayong, Zhao Dayong can't wait to be honored." He added chronic poison to Rong Changkun's daily medicine, and sent his cousin to cross the Wangchuan River in the underworld ahead of time..."

He recalled the past, looked at Rong Pingju who was dying, and said indifferently: "So this is the real purpose of Rong Xiang's invitation to me here?"

Rong Pingju forced a smile, and coughed heavily: "The truth won't make Erbai come, in exchange, the truth will tell you the truth about the assassination of the little grandpa in the Huishan forest."

Wuqing sneered, "Isn't that the news of Xiangxiang's private weapon making was overheard by the young man, and he wanted to kill people to silence him?"

"How much can those shrimp soldiers and crab generals do to him?" Rong Pingju sat up quickly from the grand master's chair, holding the corner of the table that was already covered with dust to support his body, he said quietly: "The truth must not be those rough-made iron The arrow, but the poisonous arrow that really almost killed people, Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was aimed at Pei Gong."

Hearing this, Wuqing couldn't help clenching her fists... After a while, she argued: "The little prince already knows who did it, so he won't bother Rong to pass it on for him."

He was about to turn around and leave when he heard Rong Ping's sickly voice suddenly sounded behind him: "If Mr. Qing had no doubts in his heart, he would not appear in this dilapidated Rong Mansion like Zhenxiang at this moment."

Wuqing's footsteps suddenly stopped before the threshold. It is true that as Rong Pingju said, he has doubts and fears - he is afraid that besides the Holy One, there are people hiding in the dark, and it is not good for Zhi to want to.So when he saw the sentence on the note, even if it was a trap, he jumped in willingly.

Wuqing turned around slowly, right in Rongping's arms.

With fierceness and anticipation in his eyes, he said word by word: "Who on earth killed my son?"

"Zhao Darong." Wuqing said slowly, "His cousin, Rongxiang's nephew, Zhao Darong."

The three words "Zhao Darong" were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, instantly crushing Rong Pingju.

He couldn't stand anymore, staggered and fell on the grand teacher's chair behind him, vomiting a big mouthful of blood from his throat, and said in disbelief: "It turned out to be this evil beast..."

Rong Pingju burst into tears, couldn't suppress regret in his heart, beat his chest and said: "It's in vain that I trust that beast so much, support him, and even want to hand over the entire Rong family to him... I never thought that he had already planned I have the heart of the Rong clan!"

After venting, Rong Pingju coughed even worse.

The strong smell of blood is mixed with this pungent smell of decay, making it nauseating.He looked at Rong Pingju, who was full of regret and resentment, and didn't know how to comment for a moment.

The reincarnation of the heavens has its own cause and effect, and the retribution is not good, and you can't blame others.

After a long time, Rong Pingju's mood eased a little. He stretched out his wrinkled hands and caressed the handle of the Grand Master's chair, his eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance.He tried his best to sit upright and return to the past when the Rong family was full of glory, but his bruised body and bloody reality made it hard for him to bear the weight.

He suddenly sighed and said: "In this life, the old man has been as high as one person, and has infinite scenery; as low as a person, he is like a shoe. The Rong family, which was just an ordinary noble family, has flourished in the hands of the old man and is famous all over the world..."

"But," Rong Pingju changed the subject suddenly, with a touch of desolation in his tone, and choked up, "The emperor I raised with my own hands, has hated me and the Rong family."

He looked down at the bloodstains on his clothes, dragged his broken body, and suddenly bowed and bowed, shouting: "The old minister thanks my emperor for his gift! Give this old minister a mark of both glory and shame!"

This move exhausted all of Rong Pingju's strength. He lay on the cold bluestone slab, his eyes staring straight at the eaves, as if he just remembered Wuqing, he sneered, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qing, for letting the truth go." Dead clearly."

Wuqing didn't want to stay here, for some reason, he always had an ominous premonition, and said indifferently: "I have told you all that Rongxiang wants to know, and I hope Rong will believe and keep his promise, and send the little father-in-law in the Huishan forest. Tell the truth about the assassination."

Rong Pingju tilted his head to look at Wuqing, with a sly smile on his lips, and he replied after a while: "It's late."

As soon as the words fell, a puff of thick smoke suddenly hit from nearby, accompanied by the sound of rotten wood being burned, the fire seemed to be poured with oil, and it shot straight into the sky in an instant.

Everything seemed to be perfectly designed by the other party, but Wuqing still fell into the trap of the villain after all.

Subconsciously, he was about to leave the Rong Mansion, but was grabbed by Rong Pingju on the ground, who poured out all his anger, "Do you think you can escape! My son died young, and my Rong family fell into ruin." So far, in the final analysis, it is Yun Chuxiu! I can't lure him here, but I can kill the love of his life and be buried with my son. Even if I risk my life, I will avenge my son! Yun Chuxiu feels guilty lifelong!"

Wuqing fought with him, only to find that Rong Pingping, who had gone mad, was so powerful.With the determination to die, he vowed to surround himself in this sea of ​​flames.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, competing with Wuqing for the surrounding air.

Rong Ping's breathing gradually became shallower, and the strength of his hands to restrain Wuqing gradually became weaker.

Wuqing was fooled by others, and he was worried about knowing how to repay him. In a moment of anger, he burst into a violent side that he had never seen before—he directly lifted Rong Pingju's skirt, and said viciously: "Except for the emperor, who else is there?" I want to hurt Zhi Huan!"

Rong Pingju regarded Yun Chuxiu as his sworn enemy, how could he make him feel better?Rong Pingju clenched his teeth and didn't say a word.

At this moment, the beams of the house began to collapse, and Wuqing coughed violently because she couldn't bear the choking of the thick smoke.

But he couldn't get an answer, and he was not reconciled.

With his last strength, Rong Pingju said with his mouth: "In your life, don't even think about knowing..." After saying that, he died peacefully.

Unwillingly, Wuqing left the main hall, covered his mouth and nose with his wide sleeves, and ran forward staggeringly.But he didn't know that the entire Rong Mansion had been sprinkled with kerosene earlier, and there was no spark in sight.The supporting beams and columns collapsed at the right time, hitting him directly...

When his consciousness was blurred, someone stumbled in, with several stab wounds on his body still bleeding, he pushed away the beams on his body regardless of safety, and picked him up, "Ah Qing, open your eyes and see I'm fine..."