White Hedge Dream

Chapter 203 Existence

Because your qualifications are mediocre.

This sentence rang in Zhang Ze's ears, like a thunder.

Average qualifications?

How could he have mediocre qualifications!

He was smart since he was a child, and he ran errands for the generals in the barracks at a young age, in exchange for having food and drink.

His father's leg was trampled by a nobleman's horse. Everyone was asking him to ask the nobleman for money, enough money for the family to have enough food and clothing, but he didn't have it. He didn't want money. He asked the nobleman to give him a future.

Sure enough, he jumped to the capital.

Capital City! At the feet of the emperor! This is an opportunity that no amount of money can buy for his background!

When he came to the capital, although he was powerless, he did not become a dust in the capital. He was promoted step by step and was reused step by step, until now he has become a famous and feared powerful man.

The dignitaries trembled in front of him!

How can a person with mediocre qualifications and incompetence do this?

Zhang Ze sneered and stood up without having to stand on the ground: "In your eyes, people like me have mediocre qualifications. No wonder you ended up like this."

Considering that a person like him has mediocre qualifications, such vision, and is surrounded by a bunch of people, he deserves to be pushed down by her.

The person in front of me was not angry, but still had a smile on his face: "I have to say something unpleasant, but you are still impatient. How can you use your qualifications for me? If you are my person, you won't be able to hear a nice word. "

She's still laughing at him! Zhang Ze is not ashamed, he doesn't care anymore because she doesn't deserve it!

It wasn't her who made the mistake for so many years, it was him who looked up to her!

"The fact that you have made it this far has nothing to do with your qualifications. Everyone can do what you do." The person in front of me continued, "You just need to indulge your own evil."

What nonsense! Zhang Ze sneered.

"Besides." She raised her eyebrows, "I don't think I've failed."

Haha, Zhang Ze sneered and laughed out loud. He fell into a puddle of flesh and meat. He still refused to admit defeat. He couldn't die anymore.

"Does death mean failure?" She smiled and looked at Zhang Ze, "But I am still here."

What's still there? Appear in front of him? This is nothing but an illusion! Zhang Ze gritted his teeth. If he hadn't been controlled by the illusion, he would have immediately pulled out the knife from his waist and chopped the person in front of him into a puddle of flesh. Instead of just watching... This person was transformed. I don't know what disgusting thing is behind it. He used Empress Jiang's face to humiliate and ridicule him.

He was actually deceived and asked her a question just now.

He was also embarrassed by her answer.

Zhang Ze's face turned red and white, and anger boiled in his heart. His consciousness was clear and his mind was determined. He wanted to tear this illusion to pieces.

The person in front of her seemed to be shaking, but she still had a smile on her face.

"Of course I'm still here. If I wasn't there, how could you be reused? Isn't it because everyone can see me?"

How could he be reused? It was because the emperor was afraid of Empress Chiang, and everyone was afraid of her. Even after Empress Chiang died, she still felt that she was everywhere, so she was eager to remove her traces.

Zhang Ze clenched his hands.

"If I wasn't here, how could Bai Ying be where she is today? Wasn't she always looking at me?"

Bai Ying, a woman from a humble background, is extremely blessed to be the emperor's concubine. She should be content like all concubines...

Zhang Ze looked in front of him, the lights flickering in front of his eyes, as if he was standing by the Taiye Pool and saw the crying concubine.

"I am not willing to do this, except to be a concubine and wait for His Majesty's mercy."

"In addition to waiting for His Majesty's mercy, you can also ask for something else, just like Empress Chiang."

"Why can't I be like Empress Chiang?"

Zhang Ze gritted his teeth, but still heard his own voice asking: "It depends on whether you are willing to let it go. If you are willing to let it go..."

"If she is willing, you are willing to help her." The woman with Jiang's back face was beside him and took over his words, "So don't you also want to create another me because you see me here?"

If Empress Chiang does not need him, he will create an Empress Chiang himself.

He wanted to show that Empress Chiang how blind she was and how powerful she had missed him!

Zhang Ze roared and raised his hand to hit the person next to him.

The figure disappeared, his figure staggered, and a pair of feet stood in front of him.

"Everyone sees me, remembers me, and misses me. Even the queen called me before she died. How could I die like this?"

"Not only will I not die, I will live again."

"so-"

With these words, a hand reached out and pressed his neck.

His body suddenly became tense. No one had ever touched his neck like this. When he knelt down to serve as a horse stool for the general in the military camp, the general could only step on his back and assign him to work. He picked him up by the shoulders and threw him away, but no one ever touched his neck, and he didn't let anyone touch him.

Not to mention being touched by a woman.

This woman's hands are soft and slender. Is this the hand of Empress Chiang Kai-shek?

Zhang Ze's body was trembling, he had to shake it off, he had to stand up, so that he wouldn't be confused by this illusion!

But the next moment, the weak woman's hand suddenly grabbed him and shook him hard.

With the world spinning, Zhang Ze fell to the ground.

It turns out that women's hands can be so powerful.

At that moment, he had no idea that anything was possible in the fantasy world.

"Zhang Ze, I'm not dead yet, and I won't die either." He stood in front of him in a green cloth skirt, his voice fell from above, and at the same time, the cry of a baby sounded.

baby?

Zhang Ze was lying on the ground, looking up, and saw that the palace maid had a swaddle in her hand. She held it in one hand and patted it gently with the other.

She didn't look at him, but looked at the child in her arms tenderly.

"I want this child." She said, "I won't interfere with you giving Bai Ying a child, and you won't interfere with me taking this child away."

She said, lifting the child in her arms and looking at him with a smile.

"Otherwise, I will let you listen to the sound of the imperial bell, and I will also let Xuanyangzi come and see what you are doing."

After she said that, she suddenly threw the child in her hand to the ground.

Zhang Ze subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face.

I don't know if I am afraid that the child will hit me in the face, or if I don't want to see a child being thrown to death.

There was no blood splattered on his body, and there was no ringing of the imperial bell. There was only the sound of gentle footsteps in his ears.

Footsteps are leaving.

Zhang Ze slowly raised his hand. He lay on the ground and watched the man slowly walk away.

She stopped again, holding the child in her arms, and looked back at him. She smiled, and her smile was as dazzling as the sun. Zhang Ze let out a cry of pain and closed his eyes.

“…..Zhongcheng, Zhongcheng…”

There were sounds coming from all directions, from far to near, and at the same time there were hands shaking his shoulders.

Zhang Ze shuddered and instinctively moved aside, but he stumbled. He opened his eyes, his ears were buzzing and his vision was dim.

Torches flickered all around.

The soldiers and guards looked at him with horrified faces.

Before Zhang Ze could speak, the warlock beside him let out a hoarse shout.

"It's broken, it's broken." He said, holding up the intact incense in his hand, frantically, "It's broken, it's broken..."

The soldiers and guards suddenly became more frightened.

Zhang Ze woke up and said in a hoarse voice: "Knock him out."

Obviously, the warlock was defeated in the illusion and was useless.

Following his voice, the guards knocked the warlock unconscious with one palm.

"What happened?" A soldier asked, "You, what were you going to say just now? Why didn't you say it?" Based on some things he had been briefly told before, he stammered and asked, "Did you get pulled into an illusion?" ?”

This time, the warlock failed to stop him?

Zhang Ze didn't answer Bingwei's words. Did he stop here? Did he just pass by in the blink of an eye?

The night is almost over, and the torch palace lantern is also dimmed in the blue light.

He looked ahead and saw that the wide palace road was empty.

What just happened was like a dream.

But it's not a dream.

So, is it true?

Zhang Ze clenched the hand hanging by his side tightly, and then let go: "It's nothing. There is no need to go to the palace gate. Go back and guard Hanliang Palace."

….

….

After walking out of the palace gate, the palace maid in green looked back. At the darkest moment before dawn, the brightly lit imperial city also became dim, seeming far away but also close.

The palace maid's face trembled slightly in the night, and one eye seemed to be too sleepy to close, but struggled not to close it.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." The voice in my ear shouted, "You can't do this, lock me up when you're done—"