1) Punishment
The twinkling stars in the night became dim under the gradually brightening sky in the east.
Autumn is cold and frosty.
At the long and narrow passage between the two vermilion palace walls, a group of people waited for breath and did not dare to make a sound.
Xie Wei has been standing for a long time, and his body is cold.
The dim light of the sky cast into his silent eyes, like falling into a dark pool of water, without the slightest turbulence.
When Yan Lin came out of Kunning Palace, although the smell of alcohol on his body had not dissipated, he was completely awake.
Great revenge will be avenged, and military power is in hand.
The young general, who should have been content, now seemed to have an almost frustrated depression, a kind of dazedness that was almost at a loss, and his clothes were messy. As he got closer, he could still see a thin blood-scrubbed scratch on his cheek.
What the hell did he do last night...
Those eyes with pleading and horror, covered with tears, suddenly flashed through my mind again.
Yan Lin staggered a step under his feet.
There was not much blood left on his face.
It is self-evident what it means that a rebel commander, after conspiring to put the former empress under house arrest, walked out of the Kunning Palace in a disheveled early morning before dawn.
When Xie Wei saw him, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
At this moment, it cannot be said that there is more disappointment, or more anger.
When he came close and stood in front of the palace gate, which was filled with a little mist, he picked up the long stick in the hand of the person next to him and hit him hard on the back!
This time the force is very heavy.
Yan Lin didn't dodge or evade, and almost stumbled, and there was a faint smell of blood in his throat.
He looked at Xie Wei: "Brother..."
Xie Wei couldn't see any emotion on his face, and only said: "Kneel down."
Yan Lin clenched her teeth, her eyes became a little stubborn, her eyes turned red, and she said loudly, "She was the one who blamed me first! What's wrong with me? It's her fault for everything today!"
Xie Wei's eyes finally turned cold.
He didn't show any mercy, this time he hit him in the crook of the leg, and said sharply, "Kneel down!"
The two faced off on the palace road.
They didn't seem to give in to each other.
The soldiers standing around didn't dare to look sideways, they were only secretly shocked by what this scene foreshadowed.
Over the years, the ruined Huangzhou and the blood-soaked border were all supported by him.
The elder brother is like a father.
Yan Lin stared at him for a long time, but she couldn't ignore the panic and confusion when she walked out of the bedroom, as if the person who did the wrong thing was indeed not her but herself, and knelt down on her knees.
The body that has been forged for hardships and battles is tall and long, and the face has also faded away from the green and toughened by the wind and frost.
Kneeling on the slate wet with dew, like a statue.
However, Xie Wei was not touched at all, just threw the long stick on the ground and said: "She is the queen after all! Family teaching, the life of the saints, is it that you did these things today? People say that, the former Chao is unstable, if you really want to kill her, just continue."
Yan Lin did not reply a word.
Xie Wei only said to the left and right: "Hit. Thirty sticks of military law, let him suffer!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked away.
A few decades ago, Zhou Yinzhi's head was nailed to the palace gate with long iron nails.
At this time, the blood on the top has not been cleaned.
Yan Lin knelt down.
The left and right looked at each other, and after a while, someone whispered "the general offended", and then raised his hand to punish him. For a moment, only the sound of the stick falling, the young general clenched his fists, and never made a sound.
2) Killing intent
The slips were piled high.
Xie Wei did not turn a page.
When Lu Xian came, he saw that he was holding a bow in his hand, with an arrow attached to it, and it was fully drawn. When his foot stepped into the door, his slender fingers loosened, and with a "swoosh", the arrow with carved feathers left the string and went deep. It shot into the wooden grid of the bookshelf, causing the books on it to sway and fall.
Others didn't dare to spread the word, they only worried about losing their heads, but Lu Xian was different after all. He had already heard the people below say that Yan Lin was punished, and seeing Xie Wei like this, he could see that he seemed to be in a bad mood.
The words swirled around in my mind.
He pondered for a moment before saying, "Everyone can see the thoughts of the prince. Although you are the eldest brother, punishing him today will inevitably lead to rifts."
Xie Wei took the bow, looked at the trembling arrow feather, and said indifferently: "If it weren't for his surname Yan, I would have killed him today because of this absurdity."
3) Memories
Blood washes half of the imperial court, and the name Xiewei alone is the shadow shrouded in the sky over the capital.
There are many things, and people suffer every day.
Only a few people knew that Yan Lin was punished in the palace, and it was not spread. He also seemed to know that something was wrong, and he never set foot in Kunning Palace for dozens of days after that.
Unexpectedly, there was actually a fool named Wei Liang in the previous dynasty, who traveled all the way to Beijing, saying that they had committed treason, put the empress under house arrest, asked them to release the person, asked the empress to read Shen Jie's edict, and set up another prince.
Who doesn't scold Jiang Xuening "beauty in trouble"
This Tanhua Lang in the past, obviously because she was relegated to the prefecture, was loyal, so even the dog named Zhou Yinzhi under her hand seemed to be betrayed by her loyalty. Dominion theory.
If other people scold him, he is not good at words, and when his face is flushed, he can only repeat aloud: "Niangniang is not what you said! She is not a bad person!"
It was an incomprehensible stubbornness.
It can even lead to vague suspicions.
In the end, Yan Lin was aroused by jealousy and used wine to drown her sorrows, but wine only reminded people of the past and her. I felt pain everywhere in my internal organs, and in the burning, I loved and hated her so much, I went to find her again.
In a few days, the rumors and rumors that were originally only circulated in private drifted across the court as if they were riding the wind.
"Look at her like that, with such a coquettish face, if she hadn't seduced first, would someone as good as General Yan like her?"
"Two years ago, I thought that such a person would be worthy of a mother in the world..."
"No rules!"
"Who doesn't know what kind of uneducated wild girl she turned out to be, and thanks to the saint who liked her back then, pampered her, and told the court and the public to see jokes for nothing. It's a pity that people don't have this life, and they can't hold back if they have this position. mold?"
"If you want me to say, the childhood sweethearts of the past are just a resurgence of old love."
"She has the means, don't underestimate her."
"Do you know the original commander of Jinyiwei, Zhou Yinzhi? She was all confused by her."
"And Mr. Zhang from the Ministry of Punishment..."
"Harmful!"
…
The words reached Xie Wei's ears. He knew what Yan Lin had done, but he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when the ministers were discussing matters, they were all waiting in the side hall. Jiang Xuening came out in a robe, and they When he entered, he looked up and saw that the young emperor's fingers were stained with pink mouth grease. The ordinary and upright Mr. Zhang from the Ministry of Punishment spoke much less than before; he also remembered that not long before the incident, he and Zhang Zhe left the palace together, On the way, he met the queen who was waiting. He thought for a moment and found an excuse to turn back, but the two stayed in the road to talk.
Yan Lin is the blood of the Hou Mansion.
Xie Wei thought, he really can't do anything to him anymore.
4) Five Stone Powder
After nightfall, the palace man turned on the lamp.
He had a headache and hadn't slept well for several days.
The little eunuch, who was quick-witted and quick-witted, hurriedly ordered five stone powder and spirits to be brought up to serve him.
Shen Lang died after taking the medicine pill.
Five stone powder is not a good thing.
Xie Wei knows that.
It's just that he didn't have the madness of others when he took Wu Shi San. Although his whole body was burning, he was calm and sober, and he could even review memorials and plan calculations as usual.
The most painful thing is to wake up.
The cinnabar is ground and the inkstone is like blood.
He took a pen and dipped it in cinnabar, and when it fell into his eyes, it was like dipped in blood. When he drew it on the paper, it was his life.
The upright words on the top gradually swayed in the light and shadow.
In the quiet night of the deep palace, the lights burst suddenly, and a long fragrance floated in the air.
Xie Wei raised his eyes and saw her walking in.
The pale yellow fairy skirt, the straight face, the swaying golden steps on the black hair, the trembling step after one step, there is a faint trace of fear in the squinting eyes, but the slightly open sandalwood lips are covered with lights. Moisture and pity covered by light and shadow.
The Buddhist scriptures say that when all thoughts are entangled and struggles are difficult to resolve, evil spirits are easy to invade.
Xie Wei looked at "her" quietly.
She also carried the food box, came to him, took a little bit of caution, and gently placed a cup of the boiled ginseng soup on the imperial table, her voice was soft and charming, but she lost her voice. Uneasy: "It's cold in the middle of the night, Xie, Master Xie, please use..."
Xie Wei thought, this dream is really strange.
He glanced at the ginseng soup and sneered: "Is the queen also bewitching Zhang Zhe like this?"
On the dazzling face, a flash of daze suddenly flashed, and then it turned pale.
It was as if someone had been stabbed with a knife.
Before she could even withdraw her white hands from the porcelain cup that contained the soup, she trembled slightly, revealing a sense of guilt and panic.
Such an attitude easily reminded Xie Wei of what he had seen in the sensual field, those intertwined bodies, dripping sweat, and a silky coquettish demeanor.
It can really evoke unseen desires.
He suddenly chuckled, and when he saw her wrist resting on the case, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and his hot fingertips slowly rubbed the scar that should have had a shallow scar, but at the moment it was almost as white as jade Flawless skin, anger gradually blazing.
Even in the dream of the medicinal power emanating from her, she seemed to be extremely afraid of her, as if she regretted it again and didn't want to. She wanted to forcefully withdraw her hand, but she said to him with only a little choking: "This concubine is just. I remembered that I used to be on the same road with the Grand Master, and now I am in a desperate situation, I dare not hope for your forgiveness, but I ask for a corner, to settle down, please, please, please have mercy, pity..."
The word "cherish" was clearly on the lips.
But she couldn't say anything.
Xie Wei pressed the fingers of her wrist, and with a little force, he slowly drew a thin bloodstain on it with his fingernails.
She burst into tears.
Xie Wei sneered in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was because she felt that her dignified queen came from the recommended pillow seat too lowly, or because she felt that the word "pity" that she couldn't say no matter what, was annoying, so he dragged her to him, half a smile but not a smile. : "Niangniang, so ignorant of self-esteem?"
She is afraid.
want to struggle.
But he tried his best to control that fear, he didn't struggle, he just tightened his body and stared at him.
The Buddhist scriptures say that if evil comes, it must not sink, nor be willing to fall, and the mind will dissipate.
So Xie Wei was quiet for a moment, then turned his eyes and picked up the imperial pen that had just rolled on the case, dipped it into the red cinnabar, then grabbed her, slowly from the side of her right neck, down the throat, collarbone, a stroke From the white and smooth skin, it fell obliquely into the left atrium.
Like a dripping bloodstain.
There seemed to be a sharp blade that cut her whole body apart, with a kind of beauty that was almost cruel.
Cinnabar exorcise evil spirits.
She looked at him in such a frightened and frightened way.
Xie Wei hated such a look.
There was malice in his heart, his eyes drooped indifferently, his lips were close to her ear, the tip of his tongue spread, and he said softly and clearly, "Go away."
The evil spirit seemed to be finally scared away by him.
As if she had suffered a huge humiliation, the moment he let go of her, she backed away in embarrassment, even forgot to take away the bowl of ginseng soup that she had brought, and fled.
Xie Wei sat back.
He leaned back in the chair, blinked, and saw the Xinuan Pavilion, which had regained its coldness, with his hands hanging aside, the imperial pen dipped in cinnabar fell to the ground from between his loose fingers.
A certain kind of gigantic emptiness came with it.
Xie Wei closed his eyes and fell asleep.
It's just that even if I borrowed the medicinal power of Wu Shi San mixed with benzoin, this sleep seems too shallow.
When I woke up, the fragrance was gone.
When he looked at the tall pile of papers, he remembered that there were still many things that he had not dealt with. When he reached out to pick up a new tube of pens hanging on the pen stand, he raised his eyes and saw the quiet and cold cup in the corner of the case. Ginseng soup.
The eunuchs on duty are guarding outside the gate of the palace.
After a long time, I suddenly heard a shout from inside: "come here."
They were suddenly startled and went in to listen.
Xie Wei sat behind the case and asked, "Who came last night?"
Most of them looked at each other and shook their heads blankly.
Xie Wei slowly closed his eyes and asked, "Who was on duty last night?"
At this moment, a famous little eunuch immediately knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed to the ground again and again, knowing that he was defeated, and crying: "Master Taishi, forgive me, Master Taishi! It's really the empress begging, The servant was fascinated for a while, so he agreed to her, Master Taishi, please forgive me..."
"… "
Xie Wei's fingers drooping beside him curled up, as if there was a dull pain sensation, which was long overdue, passing through his body, causing him to be in a trance.
Outside the door, it was four nights.
5) Outside the door
Inside the imperial palace, which has experienced massacres, the palace walls are surrounded by armour.
The colder the winter, the more chilling it becomes.
There are a lot fewer people in the palace, and they usually don’t go out. If they go out, they don’t dare to raise their eyes and look around, so there is no one in the way. Even the Kunning Palace, which was always noisy in the past, is like a cage for the dead.
When the sky was still dark, Xie Wei stopped outside the palace gate and watched for a long time.
The cinnabar from last night had not been wiped clean from his palms.
He glanced down, took a step, and slowly walked into the palace gate.
When the little eunuchs on both sides saw him, they all showed a bit of shock, and knelt down and bowed their heads towards him.
Xie Wei only waved his hand lightly.
They were about to say goodbye, so they were all silent, and they didn't even dare to lift their heads, until Xie Wei walked over, and didn't dare to get up immediately.
The luxurious palace of the old days, although the furnishings have not changed, it has lost its popularity and added a kind of desertedness plated by the changes of the world.
The panes of the scenery are inlaid with snow-white window paper.
He walked outside the closed palace gate, and stood for a long while before raising his hand.
However, it was at this moment that there was a faint voice inside.
are two women.
Or maybe it was from the beginning, but when he stood outside this door just now, he was not in his mind, so he didn't pay attention.
"My lady..."
"Xie Ju'an is just a devil in the skin of a saint. Xiao Shu is dead, Zhou Yinzhi is dead, and Shen Jie is dead. What can I do? People are always under the eaves, and they always have to be condescending. Think about it, there is nothing wrong with being committed to Yan Lin. Well, maybe I can still be the queen of the new dynasty."
…
Her voice lost the panic and anxiety from last night.
There is only a bleak stillness.
So much so that it makes me chill to hear it.
Xie Wei froze for a long time before touching the door's palm, and finally, bit by bit, slowly tightened it and lowered it again.
However, the anger that had been suppressed in the early morning turned up violently.
He rolled his eyes, raised it again, and there was nothing unusual, turned around and left outside the temple gate. When his figure completely left the palace gate, the palace men behind him dared to get up from the ground.
The closed door was never opened.
In the deep palace are the whispers of two women.
President You, who has done business all over the country but is actually a daughter, sighed softly and said, "Everything has a reason, if I expect it well, Xie Wei is also very pitiful..."
6) Dagger
Back at the Xinuan Pavilion, Xie Wei only remembered the cinnabar on his finger, so he picked up the towel on the side and wiped it bit by bit.
A little eunuch came in and said, "That person has already been disposed of last night."
Xie Wei was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Go and find me a knife."
The little eunuch was stunned for a moment.
I just didn't dare to ask more, bowed my head and said "yes", and went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to open a library search, but I didn't know what kind of knife Xie Wei wanted, so I had to take a good knife of different styles and shapes, and even mixed it up. After entering the two daggers, he tremblingly presented them to him.
Xie Wei's eyes swept over one by one.
At the end, the fingers stopped on a dagger.
That's a nice looking dagger.
The silver sheath is inlaid with round gems one after another, rather like a plaything.
Then pull it out, and the cold light overflows on the blade.
The pulp of the thumb only touched it lightly, and there was blood, and it was very sharp.
So close it and throw it back into the paint tray.
He said: "This dagger, give it to the Empress."
The little eunuch came forward and waited for a while, but before he could say anything else, he came to his senses and immediately took the lacquer plate with the dagger down and sent it to Kunning Palace.
7) Forced to kill
It's been a day, two days...
Another month, two months have passed...
Nothing happened.
Yan Lin went in and out of Kunning Palace several times in the middle of the night, and the criticism in the palace finally spread to the court and the opposition.
Who can tolerate the former queen being so frivolous
The remonstrance came flying like a snowflake, and many people wanted her to be buried for Shen Jie, in the sense that husbands and wives all over the world would live and die together. At the same time, the forces of the old dynasty were surging, and through Shen Jie's edict, the clan son that Jiang Xuening chose was borrowed to the capital and established as the heir.
When the waning winter was coming to an end, Xie Wei was still reluctant to go out. He just stood in front of the window covered with black cloth and asked Lu Xian, "How old is that child?"
Lu Xian said, "Seven or eight years old."
Xie Wei said, "I'm still young."
After all the efforts to rebel, the royal family was killed, and the Xiao family was butchered. Who doesn't think that in the future, Xie Wei or Yan Lin, there will always be someone who will become emperor
Lu Xian hoped that it was Xie Wei.
It doesn't matter if it's Yan Lin.
But listening to Xie Wei's tone at the moment, he had some warning signs in his heart, and suddenly asked: "Do you want to make this child the prince?"
Xie Wei did not answer.
The old party did not do anything to help the clan's sons come to the capital.
It's just that before the end of winter and spring, there was news from outside that the young child died tragically in the middle of the road.
He called Yan Lin to question him.
However, Yan Lin seemed to be provoked, and said coldly: "Thousands of people have been killed, what's so great about a child? This world was created by you and me, do you want to support a little boy who can't write a few words? The child is the emperor?!"
Xie Wei looked at him quietly: "Do you want to be emperor?"
Yan Lin said: "Why can't I think about it? Let that child be the emperor, doesn't she want to be the queen mother? How can she be the queen mother! She should be my queen!"
"Snapped!"
Xie Wei looked at his bastard and finally couldn't hold back and gave him a slap.
He was beaten in the head by him.
At this moment, the gap a few months ago suddenly turned into a crack, causing him to tear apart the calm that had been floating on the surface, and said to him: "You never used to look at her, and you even condoned those courtiers to remonstrate and want to put her in the Death! But I like her! If anyone wants to harm her and ask her to be buried, I will kill them all! See how they dare to say a word!"
Xie Wei sank his face: "Whoever wants to kill her, whoever wants her to be buried, you will kill whoever, right?"
He suddenly summoned the Sword and Sword Book.
Before reaching Yan Lin's body, he moved his hand.
However, two fists are invincible to four hands. After all, it was Yan Lin who was severely pressed to the ground. He had already heard the wind and rain in his words, and his eyes were splitting for a while: "What do you want to do?!"
Xie Wei picked up the long sword that fell on the ground and said, "Then I will kill it for you."
After saying that, he went out and gave the order: "I ordered the forbidden army to surround Kun Ning."
Then he ordered someone to restrain Yan Lin's mouth, bound him, and pushed him all the way to the outside of Kunning Palace.
The Imperial Army's armor was heavy, and there was a sound when walking, and the entire palace was surrounded.
The forbidden army picked up the knife and fell, and all of them were killed.
Yan Lin's eyes were red, struggling hard, looking at him almost pleadingly.
However, Xie Wei just stood calmly outside the palace gate, holding a sword in his hand, and the snow-white robe was not stained, adding a cold and coldness, and said to the inside: "Empress Empress, everyone is dead, you can come out."
There seems to be a voice inside.
Be quiet again.
After a long time, I heard a sudden shout: "Thank you, Lord!"
Thank you for not speaking.
But her voice calmed down again, like the white snow that covered the ground, pressed tightly and cold, with a refreshing smell: "You killed the royal family, killed the Xiao clan, and destroyed the heavenly sect, you are holding the palm of your hand. As someone who has authority and also holds my life in hand, it stands to reason that I am not qualified to negotiate with you. I have used many people in my life, but if you think about it carefully, I lost Yan Lin, and Yan Lin also took revenge on me; I used Xiao Dingfei , Zhou Yinzhi, they also borrowed me to take the position; I calculated Shen Jie, and now I will also be buried for him, and go to Huangquan together. I don't owe them... "
Yan Lin, who was behind him, seemed to be sobbing.
Jiang Xuening's voice stopped for a moment, and there was already a slight tremor: "But there is only one person who has a clean life and strict rules. I coerced him, led him astray, and tarnished his reputation for half a lifetime. Good official, I sincerely hope that Sir Xie Gu Nian, on the way to Beijing, gave you the kindness of blood feeding Xu Ning, and let him live with my life in exchange for his life..."
At that moment, Xie Wei was in a trance for a moment.
However, as soon as her voice fell, the name floated out of his mind—
Zhang cover.
A taciturn face in the hall, a boring person...
He silently pulled the corners of his lips and sneered sharply.
But Jiang Xuening couldn't see it either.
There seemed to be a burning fire in his heart, but his voice still carried that kind of cruel indifference: "Yes."
At that moment, it seemed to stretch into eternity.
But it was just a blink of an eye.
There was no sound in the palace gate at first, and then a crisp "dang clang" sound was heard. The sharp dagger saw blood seal its throat, fell from the hand, and fell to the ground.
Yan Lin was like in a dream, and it took a long time to react.
Even the sword, piano and sword book were stunned.
His eyes were red, and he was like a trapped beast. A power that no one could resist burst out from his body. He suddenly broke free and staggered towards the palace, shouting, "Ningning, Ningning—"
Blood poured out from the hall.
Even the girl who was afraid of pain, afraid of death, and cowardly all her life, resolutely and quietly fell into a pool of blood.
The golden hairpin fell to the ground and stumbled.
Yan Lin rushed in and picked her up, commanded the three armies and attacked the Tartars, but at the moment he was so flustered that he cried like a teenager, crying in desperation: "The imperial physician, the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician—"
He had blood on his hands.
So helpless.
The sword fell to the ground at some point, Xie Wei stood motionless outside, watched for a long time, but did not take a step inside.
Jiang Xuening finally died.
8) Green plum
Yan Lin's soul seemed to follow her.
When Kunning stopped, the courtiers either dared not, or were disdainful, and did not come to worship.
Only he sits in front of the coffin all day drinking.
When I was so drunk, I repented with her; when I was sober, I complained again, hating her, blaming her, as if she was still alive...
I don't know who suddenly mentioned a sentence, saying that Mr. Zhang from the Ministry of Punishment actually wrote a crime edict for himself, a long page, and the three divisions will try many courtiers, but none of them have the heart.
So he suddenly went crazy.
With the sword in hand, he was going to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment to kill Zhang Zha.
When the next person came to report, Xie Wei remembered that there was indeed another Zhang Zhe, who had been imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment for a long time.
Yan Lin was naturally stopped by someone.
He thought about it for a moment, and then said, "I ransacked the house a few days ago. Take the sword from Jiang's house and give it to him."
It should have been a long time ago. Jiang Boyou was dismissed from his post, and Jiang's house was searched, and he found it from the dusty warehouse.
The sword box was opened, and the inside turned out to be new.
It is a fine forged sword.
Inside the sword box is also engraved with congratulations on his birthday. The strokes are a bit naive, but they are deeply engraved, and they are still there for years.
The person who went to deliver the sword came back and said that General Yan looked at the sword and never took another sip of wine, but just sat in front of the Kunning Palace all night.
Xie Wei was too lazy to care about him.
It's just that when I was reading at night, I saw the word "jealousy" written on one page of "Shuowen", which was explained later: harm.
He threw the book into the brazier.
The next day dawned, and the snow melted. He remembered Zhang Zhe, who had set himself the punishment of beheading in the autumn, and went to the prison of the Punishment Department.
It's just that the words came out, it turned out to be: Ning Er died.
It was added later: Your mother-in-law passed away.
At that moment, Xie Wei only felt a sense of irony for no reason, as if someone was looking at him like a joke in the emptiness.
What he said again, he didn't remember it.
When he came out of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, when he was about to leave, he saw a person standing outside the door, arguing endlessly with the guards.
He was also wearing an official uniform.
Just looking at the face, holding a late-blooming green plum in his hand, the green petals blooming on the withered branch, it seems to be a different species in the palace.
Xie Wei thought about it, and then remembered: "Is it Wei Liang?"
Daoqin was on the side and said, "Yes."
Xie Wei said, "What is he doing here?"
Jianshu stepped forward, came back shortly after, and said in a low voice: "It seems that the Queen Mother had an explanation before her death, asking him to break a plum and give it to Master Zhang."
Xie Wei was silent for a long time and said, "Let him go."
Jianshu stepped forward again.
Those talents let Wei Liang go.
Wei Liang also saw Xie Wei from a distance, but he was rather unhappy.
Xie Wei stood there.
Wei Liang people were gone for a while.
Swordsman and Swordsman thought he was about to leave.
However, at that moment, the bottom of his eyes was cold, and he didn't know that he touched the reverse scale, and he said: "Go catch him, don't give that plum!"
This is clearly violent.
Recently, the sword, piano and sword book has become more and more unable to grasp his emotions, so he had to arrest Wei Liang, who was already in the prison, and brought back the blue-colored cold plum that he had just brought in, and gave it to Xie Wei.
Xie Wei's slender fingers grasped, looked at it for a moment, threw it on the ground, and slowly smashed it.
9) Defining meaning
When I went back, the street market seemed to have forgotten that there was a catastrophe just a few months ago, and gradually resumed its liveliness.
There are also displaced people begging along the streets.
A bare-footed little beggar tussled with others, blocking the road ahead.
Xie Wei sat in the carriage and did not ask.
Jian Shu came and said, "Several little beggars have been fighting, and they have been persuaded to quit."
Xie Wei lifted the curtain of the car and looked at it.
The little beggar saw blood on his head and cried a lot, but his eyes were wide open. He looked fiercely at an adult who had been fighting with him before, and clenched his teeth and did not speak.
The eyes of a wolf cub.
Again with a lively anger.
And full of unwillingness, unwillingness, unyielding...
He suddenly said, "Bring him here."
Daoqin brought people to the front of the car.
The little beggar didn't know the depth, let alone who he was.
Xie Wei asked, "How old are you?"
The little beggar wiped the blood on his head and said, "Seven years old."
Xie Wei asked again, "Do you have a name?"
The little beggar said, "No."
Xie Wei slowly lowered the curtain of the car and said to Jianshu, "Take him back."
But not to the palace.
Instead, go to Xiefu.
However, when Xie Wei walked into the wall reading hall, there was a figure standing in front of the empty wall.
It's Yan Lin.
Xuan Hei's strong suit made him look very tall and straight.
I just heard footsteps, and when I turned around, my eyes were filled with silent ashes, and there was a sharp mockery.
An exquisite dagger inlaid with gems was thrown from his sleeve and landed on the table.
Yan Lin asked him, "Did you let someone give her the knife?"
Xie Wei did not deny: "So?"
At that moment, Yan Lin almost had a blazing killing intent, and the sword from his waist was pulled out steeply, and it was placed on his neck!
He couldn't imagine what this man had done!
In the Kunning Palace, he never dared to keep anything sharp, so even the golden hairpin had the tip blunt.
But this man sent a dagger in!
The sword edge was next to his neck, bleeding already.
Yan Lin gritted her teeth and asked, "How dare you, how dare you do such a thing! What is the obstacle for her to live in this world? She has never harmed you, so what right do you have to force her to die!"
Xie Wei said, "How do you know that when I gave her the knife, I wanted her to commit suicide?"
Yan Lin was stunned.
Xie Wei stared at him with a pair of calm eyes, clearly and calmly, but it made people feel a subtle madness, and even made people feel chills: "It is a knife, and anyone can kill."
He thought he was crazy.
Xie Wei laughed: "It's a pity that she is a coward. She doesn't dare to kill you, she only dares to point the knife at herself! Such a person is 110,000 dead, what a pity!"
This is his brother.
He is also the gentleman whom he has known for nearly ten years and worked together for five years!
He handed the knife to Jiang Xuening, originally wanting her to kill him!
At this moment, Yan Lin only felt a great absurdity, and almost wanted to kill him here!
However, Yan Mu's dying exhortation came to the fore.
The sword's edge turned, and finally swiped from his side, fell on the book case, and divided it into two halves: "You and I have such a case from now on. I have never seen you clearly, you are a crazy lunatic!"
Yan Lin left.
Xie Wei didn't seem to care.
10) The world
The little beggar was taken down by the sword, qin and sword, washed clean, the wound on his head was bandaged, and put on new clothes that fit him, but he felt a little nervous.
He looked at people with intense vigilance.
As if he could abandon all this at any time and run for his life.
Xie Wei asked him, "Do you want to be emperor?"
The child probably already knew his identity, and he was a little scared, but he also had an indescribable longing. He answered plainly and neatly, "I want to!"
Xie Wei laughed suddenly.
He took him and walked up the high tower.
The kid asked, "Do I want a name?"
Xie Wei said: "You can start for yourself in the future."
The boy said, "Do you want to call it whatever you want?"
Xie Wei said, "Call it whatever you want."
The twilight was dim, the grass was not green, and the wasteland outside the city stretched to the horizon.
Xie Wei stood at a high place.
The child grabbed the corner of his clothes, stood beside him, and looked down.
Xie Wei asked, "What did you see?"
The boy said, "The bare ground."
Xie Wei said: "It's the world."
He was so happy: "I am the emperor, the world is mine!"
Xie Wei shook his head: "No, it's not yours."
The kid is confused.
Xie Wei raised his hand and pointed at the bottom: "Look at this country, it stretches for thousands of miles, but no one in the world is its true master. You are the honor of the Ninety-five, and you can only make thousands of people in the world crawl. Under your feet, you cannot change the color of the world for you. Even the thousands of people who knelt under your feet have never been inferior to you. You are a beggar and can be an emperor. If you are not worthy of it in the future, Among the thousands of people, there will always be someone who will stand up, and will drag you off the dragon chair even if you die, telling the foolish people a truth that they may never understand for the rest of their lives.”
What is the truth
Many years later, the emperor who has become a generation of wise men still wakes up from nightmares from time to time, recalling the mysterious words left behind by that mysterious person.
But at this moment, he forgot to ask.
But when he went back, he was very happy: "In the future, if I have someone I like, I can make her the queen, and if I like it, I can make her a concubine."
Xie Wei was silent.
He looked at him in bewilderment: "Is there no one you like, sir?"
Xie Wei's Adam's apple surged, as if he was suppressing something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Later Xianjun occasionally recalled this scene, but he still felt like he was in a fog: with such an expression, is there really no one who likes? Perhaps, there was always a very special person who made a deep mark for him.
11) Snow is gone
In the last few days, Xie Wei did not live in the palace, nor in the Xie Mansion.
He lives in Baita Temple.
The abbot and the abbot practiced in the nearby mountains.
The day before the arrival of spring, Xie Wei went up the mountain to visit.
Spring is late in the mountains, and the higher the height, the colder it gets, and there is snow in front of the hut.
Abbot Wangchen is making tea.
He sat down and drank a few, watching the snow in front of the courtyard, and covering a small water jug under the eaves.
Abbot Wangchen said: "Sometimes things in the world are better if you can't see through them. People live in this world and live a life, and many people are mediocre.