On How a Sworn Enemy Becomes a Lover

After finishing his glass of wine, Ma Yan said boldly: "I have also presented the gift list to King Ouyue. If you have no objection, please follow the gift list!"

The gift list brought by Ma Yan was placed on the table to the left of Mo Yi. The big red paper, the gift for peace negotiation and the dowry gift for marrying Mo Lu were all written on the same gift list.

Mo glanced at it, not paying much attention: "Just follow the special envoy's orders."

"Three days later, I will come to pick up Xiangyang Wang Yi and Xiangyang Princess, and ask Ouyue King to make preparations."

Mo Yin hummed, which was his consent.

After Ma Yan left, Mo Yi turned the wine glass in his hand and said indifferently: "I originally planned to marry Mo Lu to Li Hui as a side concubine, but now I have married a Li Hui whom I have never heard of. Yi, presumably it's the second child's hands and feet!"

There was already anger in Mo Yi's words.

But Mo Er was as stable as Mount Tai, and he didn't panic at all: "This may be the best choice for Ou Yue."

Mo Yi sneered: "I hope it's as you said, I sacrificed my most beloved little girl, if it still doesn't work, Mo Er, I will definitely not let you go lightly."

Mo Er didn't take it to heart, it didn't matter if it worked or not, as if he would really let himself go.

"The king's words are serious."

After the words fell, the two brothers fell into silence. Even if the relationship was not good before, it is not getting any better now. Instead, they are becoming more and more distant. Mo Er's staying here is also a kind of abuse to himself, but Mo Yi does not say let go. He couldn't leave first, after all, everything depended on one mouth, bullying the king and despising the royal power, didn't one also rely on one mouth?Why give Mo Yi a chance to catch him.

After being silent for half an hour, Mo Yi couldn't take it anymore: "Go down, second child."

Mo Er was waiting for this sentence, and immediately bowed and retreated.

But he didn't care about going back, instead he turned a corner and went to see Li Yi.

That day, Li Yi was taken away by Weiss and locked up in the Inner Courtyard. The Inner Courtyard is a place where criminals are detained. Even the mosquitoes are bigger than other places, and a bite is a swollen bag.

Li Yi is sitting upright, and he can no longer see his original appearance. The young man has grown rapidly. In just one month, his beard has grown to his chin, covering half of his face, and his hair is covered with a layer of greasy dust. , the smell of the whole body, the smell of rotten vomit mixed with the unpleasant smell of sweat, a little closer, almost nauseating.

"Prince Xiangyang, don't come here without any problems." Mo Er didn't hold anything against him, and found a clean place to sit down opposite him.

Li Yi didn't even raise his head, never gave him a look, still closed his eyes half-closed, his mind was wandering, Mo Er was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "King Xiangyang, is it because you don't want to talk to me?"

"Why should I care about you, you executioner!! It was you who killed my aunt and uncle, you wait, if I leave here in the future, I will definitely break through Panyu, and you will have a terrible death." Li Yi was so excited. The upper veins were bulging, and the whole face was bloodshot except for the white eyes, like a bloodthirsty lone wolf, in which tyranny and cruelty ran rampant.

Mo Er was noncommittal: "I never deny that the deaths of Deputy Prime Minister Shen and Madam Yu are related to me, but if you look at this issue from my standpoint? They went straight to the city of Panyu, Panyu may be destroyed at any time, after the city is broken, there will be rivers of blood, if you were me, how would you treat the spies?"

Li Yi was speechless, but when he thought of his aunt who had always loved him so much, his heart was like a knife.

Position, life and death, these days, he has been thinking about this question, should aunt die?No, should the people of Ouyue deserve to die?It doesn't seem right, but it seems that one party must sacrifice his life before the other party can live.

He told himself over and over again that Ou Yue was inseparable from his aunt's death, convinced himself over and over again to avenge his aunt, and relied on hatred to survive this dark day, but as the days went by, his heart began to Lost and disoriented.

Who is to blame for my aunt's death?

Mo Er's words gave him another push, pushing him into a more dangerous situation.

Mo Er mercilessly punctured the cloak of hatred that was supporting him, and Li Yi fell silent.

"Why can't we shake hands and make peace? Why does this kind of meaningless sacrifice continue? Why, why is all of this!" Li Yi asked seriously. The boy's childish heart is pure and clear, and his eyes are full of pain and puzzlement. , It is mercy, it is for the people of Daliang, and it is also for the people of Ouyue.

Mo Er was serious: "If you were Emperor Liang, what would you do?"

Li Yi has never imagined the throne. He was born less than a month old, and he was weak and sick since he was a child. In his memory, his mother and concubine were a gentle and cowardly woman. In the cannibalistic palace, she couldn't even take care of herself, so how could she take care of herself? on yourself.

Emperor Wu was afraid of his grandfather's power, so he had to marry his mother and concubine, but he couldn't look down on his mother and concubine. The words are also soft-spoken.

But she still couldn't get into the eyes of Emperor Wu. When he was young, he wanted to break his head and didn't understand why. Why didn't his father like such a good concubine? The concubine's defeat is because she not only has a surname of Ma, but also has no rivalry with the world.

"The throne is beyond my reach." Li Yi has matured a lot, and the youthful heart and escape in her body are gone, and her tone is so flat that she is talking about things that are not her own.

Li Yi is the No. 13 child of Emperor Wu, but perhaps Emperor Wu fought for half his life, and his hands were stained with too much blood, and the cause and effect all fell on his heirs. The children in front of Li Yi basically all died young, alone The third child is left alone, which is the present Prince Hui and the eighth child, King Chong of Qin.

Even so, Li Yi was excluded from the status quo.

Take his title Xiangyang King as an example, he is a three-character king, and the other brothers are two-character kings, and their status is a bit higher than him. Even the brothers who died young were also given two characters. Wang, he alone is an exception.

The mother clan is very powerful, but the grandfather was afraid of causing trouble, so he never turned to him, and instead supported Prince Hui.

He has no foundation at all. To him, the emperor is just a dream, something that can't be asked for.

Li Yi has understood a truth since he was a child, that is, if it is not his own thing, no matter how much he cries, it will not be his own.

"It's just a question of if, King Xiangyang, if you were the Emperor of Liang, what would you do?" Mo Er became serious, his thin facial features were like a sharp thin blade, with a cold air, approaching people's hearts, Li Yi pressed it unconsciously Think about what he said.

What should I do if I am the emperor?

After a long time, Li Yi seemed to have made up his mind, and said slowly: "Comfort, recruit, and coexist."

Mo Er: "People in the Central Plains have always been self-respecting and self-respecting, and they call themselves a land of etiquette, while the Yi and Di are just a group of barbarians who are not domesticated and are still in the stage of drinking blood. Isn't it ridiculous for the King of Xiangyang to say that they coexist."

Li Yi is serious: "Since ancient times, China has been valued, and barbarians are despised. I only love Ruyi."

"The only love is the same?" Mo Er asked back, "Does the King of Xiangyang really think about the Yixia family, or is it just a temporary remark to get out of trouble?"

Li Yi is only [-] or [-] years old, he has lost his exaggerated temperament, and has become more calm, with a gentle and introverted temperament: "The death of my aunt and these days, I have seen a lot and understood a lot, whether it is The barbarians are Han, and they are all relatives of the same family. This is what I say from the bottom of my heart, believe it or not."

"Is there really equality between you and me?" Mo Er didn't believe it. He tried to find a little flaw in Li Yi's eyes, but Li Yi hid it well.

Mo Er has read a lot of books, Han Chinese, Yue people, many books, and history told him that there will be no absolute equality, barbarians just can’t put it on the table, and sooner or later they will disappear in the long river of history There was nothing left, but at the same time, he also knew that Jiuyue would be destroyed sooner or later. Maybe in one year, maybe two years, maybe ten years, Daliang's iron cavalry would break through Panyu City.

The stubborn resistance of the Yue people is against history, but history is ruthless, who can stay!The road ahead is doomed, but how long it takes to get to the end!

"Naturally there is equality." Li Yi's eyes were shining brightly, "I heard about you a long time ago. They said that you are so smart that you are close to a monster, and your heart has nine apertures. However, if you are as smart as you, how can you not understand it? People are all people, aren’t they? Where is the difference between high and low, and where is the difference? Do you have one more pair of hands or one less head than us? Don’t you all have one nose and two eyes? If the second prince wants to despise himself, I can't stop him."

Mo Er looked at Li Yi in disbelief. After a long time, he suddenly smiled. It was because he couldn't see through. He was not as good as the young man in front of him. However, it seems that his choice was right. Good king of Kyushu.

"Prince Xiangyang, I hope that after you become emperor, you can still remember what you said in prison today." Mo Er paused for a moment, and said seriously, "The Yihan family."

The inner courtyard seemed to be isolated in the daylight, and it was darker than the outside. After talking, the sky became dark. The jailer turned on the lamp, and the faint lights danced. The two people's wills collided, and Li Yi I understood something, but I just felt bitter in my mouth, as if there was Coptis chinensis in my mouth that couldn't be melted away.

"You are more suitable to be a king." Li Yi's voice was hoarse, and he felt a little sorry for Mo Er. He knew that Mo Er chose a dark road, a road destined to be betrayed by all, for the people of Ouyue 36 City, but he also knew that, The people of Ouyue would not appreciate him, but would hate him instead.

Suddenly, Li Yi began to wonder what kind of person Mo Er was.

Mo Er didn't take it seriously: "Mo Yi will always be Mo Yi."

Since the day he was born, he has been Mo Yi!

The messenger of God, the belief of the people, and he is Mo Er, the bastard prince Mo Er who can't put himself on the table.

"It's getting dark and the road has become difficult to walk. I think I should go, King Xiangyang."

Mo Er got up, and someone brought a lamp to lead him away from the inner courtyard mansion.

"You forgot to ask me, do you want to marry your sister?" Li Yi said in a deep voice.

Mo Er smiled and turned his head: "I thought King Xiangyang had already agreed."

If you want to win the throne, you can't get around Mo Lu.

"Sure enough, you have nine apertures in your heart, so I don't know who is in your nine apertures' mind!" Just as he could guess Mo Er's intention, Mo Er also guessed his intention at the same time.

Everything is silent.

Mo Er took the time to rectify: "I guess King Xiangyang has heard more than these rumors!"

Li Yi thought of the man he saw that day, the very good-looking one.

"I can't see it!"

The author has something to say:

Li Yi's remarks were borrowed from Tang Taizong.