Yu Wu

"..."

Gu Mang didn't say anything, he just thought it was ridiculous.

However, Gu Mang was not the only one who found it ridiculous, and Mo Xi also felt that Jun Shang's words were too ridiculous.

precious?

Don't want to lose?

Abandoned like a pair of shoes, desperate to be dismissed... It is almost a thorn in the eye of the king, but who would believe a treasure.

Seeing that Gu Mang was silent, Jun Shang turned his head and asked suddenly, "Gu Shuai, what kind of person do you think Gu is?"

Gu Mang's lips moved, and then they were pressed tightly again.

"Actually, even if you don't say it, Gu knows it well. You guys think Xiankao is a virtuous king, and you are willing to give slave-born monks a chance to make meritorious deeds. In your eyes, Xianjun is a master. And Gu? Your Majesty smiled, "I'm just a stick of glue, and I'm stubborn."

He looked at the water curtain trickling down from the corner of the eaves, and said after a while: "But have any of you ever stood in the lonely position and thought about the lonely situation."

"There is no other way for Gu." Jun Shang sighed softly, "Gu Shuai, you were born as a slave, and you have come to this position all the way. You have encountered all kinds of criticism and countless setbacks. In Gu's eyes, the most important thing is not admiration. , It’s not pity, but empathy. Because your road and mine are equally difficult to walk. You are destined to bear countless infamy and crimes.”

"..."

"No, in fact, Gu is not as good as you. You still have Jun Xihe who you can talk to, and a group of brave warriors who swear their allegiance to you. What do you have? Mengze? Yanping...or Murong Lian." Jun As he said, he laughed lightly at himself, "In such a huge royal city, there are many relatives in the collateral lineage, but none of them has nothing to do with Gu. Do you know why?"

Gu Mang shook his head.

Your Majesty said: "Because Gu's road to the throne has already been splattered with the blood of brothers and sisters."

As he said, he looked up at the ink-turned sky: "... Let me tell you a rumor. No... it should be considered forbidden. But people's words are the most unstoppable in the world. Gu Shuai, this legend, Gu Shuai Maybe you've heard of it."

Gu Mang didn't speak, Jun Shang paused, and then said: "It happened a long time ago, when Gu was just born..."

"As we all know, Gu is the eldest son of the Wang family, and he should be established as the crown prince according to the law. However, the dispute over Chonghua's succession is not without precedent. As long as there is no official enthronement, anything can happen. Therefore, on the day of Gu's full moon, the concubine mother I secretly searched for the fortune teller Zhan Ya, and made a fortune. The fortune teller is dangerous, and the fortune teller said that there will be a catastrophe in the lonely life, and in the Ziwei star palace, the lonely is destined to fight with the same room, and it will be difficult to get along with brothers."

"This hexagram made my mother and concubine feel uncomfortable sleeping and eating, and she was seriously ill for several months. After she recovers..." Your Majesty paused for a moment, then closed his eyes, "I don't know why, all the concubines in the palace give birth to male babies. And none of them lived past their full age."

Mo Xi knew that Junshang was right. He often entered the palace with his father when he was young, and there was only one little prince he saw from the beginning to the end... and that was the current Junshang.And he still clearly remembered that there was once a gentle concubine and aunt in the palace who was good at making pastries. Every time he came, he would specially make two boxes for him to take home.The concubine was weak in body and bones, and later became pregnant, and gave birth to a child with all her efforts.

It's a young man.

At that time, Mo Xi still remembered that his father had discussed with his mother what suitable gift to send, but before the gift was finalized, the death knell in the palace rang throughout the entire imperial capital—the young master died young.

The specific cause of death, because Mo Xi was too young at that time, and the time had passed was too long, so he couldn't remember clearly, it seemed to be a sudden childhood illness.What made him most unforgettable was that the concubine and concubine, who were devastated by the death of her youngest son, hanged herself a few days later, taking advantage of the unprepared guards of the maid.

This strange and strange thing spread throughout Chonghua, and except for this concubine, the other wives were all at risk, but something happened later, as long as this boy, he would be the most precious to these women whose mothers depend on their sons. It's not a good thing, but a curse.

I don't know how many tears of mothers and souls of unjust deaths were condensed in the murder cases of those years, but if it is really boiled down, it is really just such a simple sentence.

Jun Shang looked at the vast rainy night with blank eyes, as if he saw his flesh and blood brothers who had not grown up in the rain.

He said softly: "Whether these things are a coincidence or really did by the mother and concubine, I should not speculate. However... everyone will feel that I came here on a blood-stained road, so those concubines of the first king... Who would look forward to loneliness? Which of their nepotism relatives would really be willing to be alone."

"They don't submit to the solitary, they don't return their sincerity to the solitary. What's more, when the first king died, he thought about abolishing the solitary—the adoptive Murong Lian. How safe do you think the position of the solitary is?"

Gu Mang: "..."

Your Majesty finished speaking, biting his lips with his white teeth, and the light in his eyes was dim and uncertain: "So it's not because I don't want to inherit the way developed by my predecessor, nor because I really regard you as duckweed. It's because..." He Closing his eyes, "Gu has no other choice."

"Gu Chu is in power, internal and external troubles, and everything is not stable. You seem to think that as long as Gu Danzhu is in charge of Chonghua's affairs, you can decide everything. Even Bieyuan can’t do it. This is the situation of Chonghua Xinjun—you see how ridiculous it is.”

Gu Mang: "Luomei Bieyuan is just a prostitution house, why can't it be banned?"

"The Prostitute Chu Pavilion..." Jun Shang sneered coldly, and looked up at Gu Mang, "Gu Shuai knows how deep the water is behind this Prostitute Chu Pavilion? When you don't move it, you only know it's a watch Shu Jun's field, and when you really want to uproot it, you will find that its roots have spread all over most of the royal city. When you move it, the interests buried deep in the soil will all demonstrate to you. Shout pain to you, walk against you."

"Just one Luomei Bieyuan has been involved in many scandals such as mutual protection by officials, selling stolen goods and accepting bribes... This is just a prostitution. Today's Chonghua, there are ten thousand pairs of eyes staring at one thing alone, and one thousand mouths Say no, a hundred arms are eager to push Gu back to his seat, then if one day, Gu wants to restructure the ceremonial platform, restructure the military aircraft department, and even completely change the national system of Chonghua? What kind of situation will it be? "

The wind blew and the rain slanted, and the torrential rain slanted into the golden platform, and no one spoke for a while.Whether it was Mo Xi who was watching, or a pair of courtiers at that time, they all fell into silence.

Not long after, Your Majesty said again: "Retiring to keep the old is not a lonely heart, but a strategy that has to be done alone, and a responsibility that has to be shouldered."

A policy that has to be done... a responsibility that has to be borne...

These two sentences were nailed into Gu Mang's heart and flesh like nails, making his heart tremble.

"Gu Shuai."

Gu Mang raised his head suddenly.

The majesty rested his slender fingers on the edge of the dark red railing, and said in a low voice, "Do you know what Gu wants to do most in his life?"

"..."

"I want those old aristocrats to learn to shut up, and I want those waste pustules to spit out all the meat in their mouths——Shen Tang was wrong, and with the Liao Kingdom, someone will A monk who feels that slavery is absolutely undesirable. But if the father believes in Gu Qing, Chonghua will have an iron general against Liaoguo. If there is a flower in this world, there will be you, Gu Mang, and him, Lu Zhanxing .”

"The path chosen by the first monarch is correct, but Guxiang can go further than him."

He paused, his eyes fixed, and his fingers unconsciously clenched slowly, as if he was about to face something disgusting.

"Those crony ministers, those old aristocrats...they don't have Chonghua as a country in their eyes at all, only what rewards his family has today, and what officials will he have tomorrow. If they really want to go to the battlefield, they will be a bunch of trash! So many years It's over... Taking advantage of Hua Po's secret treason, he refuses to let the capable and insightful people stand out, and the monks with a little slave background take the lead. The opponent died in the storm pavilion—"

Not to mention Gu Mang's words, even Mo Xi was astonished.

When did Your Majesty ever say so many things in such a non-stop and emotionally undisguised manner?

What's more, when he said these words, an agitated light gradually flashed in his eyes, which seemed to crack the invisible thick shell around him. Only then did he really look like a high-spirited young man who scolded Fang Qiu.

"They are afraid of the reorganization of Zhonghua, the understanding of black magic spells, and all unknown changes. They just want to live in peace until they die. They don't want the country to be broken and the family to be destroyed in a hundred years. They just want to be happy overnight— — This is the nobleman of Chonghua. My brother." Your Majesty said finally.

"..."

"But you are different. My brother and my comrades, those people who have the same blood as mine in their bones, Cheng Rijie is thinking about how to drink a mouthful of blood from Chonghua, so that he can be a king with unlimited glory for one more day. Gu Shuai, You are different."

"Your brothers, your army, is a sharp sword that Chonghua has never forged for hundreds of years. Gu said, whether you believe it or not, it is Gu's treasure."

The moths trapped in the night rain and unable to escape danced wildly by the candlelight, and finally rushed to the firelight.Suddenly, there was a sound of flames leaping up, emitting a pungent burnt smell... The moth finally died of the light and fell in the middle of the candle pool.

"In this life alone, not only do I want to inherit my father's way, but I also want to cut down the powerful and nepotism, and I want to take risks that previous people dare not take—Chonghua doesn't learn the way of the black magic forbidden art, but he must master it and know it! What's the shame in being unrighteous if you know it but don't do it? Let me ask you, if Chonghua was able to learn the three major forbidden arts extensively before, why would Lu Zhanxing do this!"

Gu Mang's body trembled abruptly.

"Gu Shuai, one Lu Qing is enough... I don't want to see the second one, the third Lu Qing was killed by a black demon without anyone noticing."

He looked at the Qionglu, just at this time another flash of lightning flashed across the sky.

Not long after, there was a muffled rumble of thunder and thunder.

Your Majesty's eyes were brightened by the light of thunder, and he murmured: "Chonghua's sky, it's time to change..."

In the dark night, most of the candles in the inner courtyard of the palace were extinguished, only the golden platform standing on the top of the royal city was still shining faintly in the howling wind.It is like a cold sword, pointing straight to the sky, breaking through the thick and heavy clouds.

"Gu Qing, Gu needs someone. He must be loyal enough, brave enough, and smart enough. Gu needs such a person to break into the interior of the Liao Kingdom, deliver information for the Gu, and become a man who can be poured into the belly of the Liao Kingdom and the old nobles. poison."

Gu Mang is not stupid, Gu Mang has faintly understood the reason why the king invited him to meet on the golden platform today.

Sure enough, Your Majesty then said: "Gu Qing, are you willing to bear the burden for Chonghua's thigh?"

Gu Mang was silent for a while, and then said, "Your Majesty wants me to feign surrender?"

Extreme silence.

The sound of wind and rain pouring on the roof tile eaves almost pierced the eardrums.For this answer, Gu Mang was waiting, and Mo Xi was also waiting, as if the bowstring of a jade bow had been stretched to the extreme, only waiting for the last inch of strength to be exerted.

Your Majesty closed his eyes, and then said: "...Yes."

It was as if a bowstring snapped with a bang, and the broken string kept trembling, trembling...

Even though he was just a bystander in the jade slips, Mo Xi still felt that the bleak wind and rain of this night had rushed into his bones and blood in an instant, and the blood all over his body rushed to his head and immediately condensed into blood. He touched Xuan Bing, and he seemed to be frozen by the sound.Limbs and bones all lost consciousness.

cold, really cold.

But maybe he has been waiting for this sentence of vindication, the truth of this sentence of treason. He has waited for eight years, grieved for eight years, suffered for eight years, and despaired for eight years.

When he really heard these words and knew that Gu Mang really had something to hide, and that he was even Chonghua's pawn in the Liao Kingdom, all his emotions over the years instantly turned into bitterness and heartache...

To report to the king on the golden platform, to support the jade dragon to die for the king...

How ironic.

Only those who have really stepped onto this high platform admired by thousands of people will know what it means to be an "important minister."

The so-called "important ministers" never go up to the sky or down to the earth. All the conspiracies, tricks, treacherous sacrifices are all out of the king's mouth and into the ears of the courtiers. Since then, the bright and sincere smile has been bloodied from the face. The selected dough is stuck on your face.

After the blood dries and the scar fades, you raise your head, but you can no longer see your own face in the bronze mirror.

The so-called "hero", perhaps for a dream, perhaps for a goal, perhaps for a person's one-word agreement, nodded on a rainy night.

Since then, I have paid for my whole life, and there is no way out.

The wind made his wide sleeves rustle, and Gu Mang brushed away his sideburns, and said, "Your Majesty wants to prove that he is right, and to make a world-shattering career, so that the old man who can't be convinced The gentry can see clearly whether you are a waste who ascended to the throne by stepping on flesh and blood, or an indomitable king. Isn't that right?"

"..." He spoke these words too quietly, as if he was trying to suppress some emotions, so Jun Shang didn't answer immediately.

"Your Majesty wants to be a Mingjun, and wants to change the root of Chonghua, which is naturally a good thing, and Gu admires it very much."

Hearing what he said, Your Majesty heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to answer, when Gu Mang said:

"But my lord, I have died [-] times, the scars on my heart have not yet healed, and [-] heroic souls have not yet been buried. Yes, I am willing to be your sharp blade, the poison you poured into Liao Guo's belly, The spies who collected information about the dark demons for you became your sacrifice to appease the old nobles."

"I can agree to all of these, and I am willing to do them all. I just want to ask you to let my brother survive for the sake of the [-] dead."

"..."

"I'm not a god of war, I'm just one of the one hundred thousand slave monks. I'm willing to be your designated traitor and bear the infamy of my life, but I implore you to give them the justice they deserve."

Your Majesty slowly closed his eyes, as if disturbed by his words in pain and uneasiness.

He whispered: "I will not let you suffer in vain, one day... Gu Qing, one day, I will avenge your grievances, and on that day, I will personally match you with a blue and gold ribbon, and I will make it clear to you. Tell the whole of Chonghua to tell every commoner who lives in peace and contentment, and tell them that it is because of your sacrifice that such a world is possible..."

Gu Mang's eyes flickered with light, but in the end he was not moved by the future described by Your Majesty.

He is still sober, sober and clinging to what he believes firmly.

He stared at Your Majesty's face, and said word by word, "What about Lu Zhanxing?"

Your Majesty looked at him, and the sight between them was like an invisible contest. In the end, your Majesty was defeated in this panic-stricken silence. He closed his eyelids and whispered: "Gu Qing, Lu Qing is determined!" There is no way out."

The author has something to say:

Your Majesty: I heard that my speech yesterday did not win the trust of the comment section, so I decided to try harder.

Gu Mangmang: You can persuade me first before you talk, I think they are smarter than me, you can convince me first, then go to convince them 23333333