the other side.
When Emperor Qi Zhen learned that Jing Rong was taken out of the palace by frostbite, he was very worried, and secretly sent someone to Rong Wang's mansion to inquire, but fortunately there was a doctor Mo, and Jing Rong was strong, so there was no big deal. Only at ease.
Sure enough, dragon begets dragon and phoenix begets phoenix.
Jing Rong's temperament is very similar to him!
That night, Emperor Qi Zhen's mind was heavy and he couldn't sleep.
As soon as I slept in the middle of the night, I had a terrible nightmare. When he opened his eyes, he went back to that night of thunder and lightning fifteen years ago. There were more than seventy people standing in the courtyard of Duke Yu's mansion, and everyone looked at him with incomparable fear. , some knelt on the ground and shivered, some were trembling and hugged in a ball, while he
Wearing a black cloak and hat, he almost hid his face in the dark, and he held a sharp sword in his hand.
Just as a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, he drew his sword and stabbed one of them in the throat.
Blood spattered, and a hot blood spattered on his face, penetrating into the skin like poison.
At that moment, all the people in the courtyard screamed and forgot to beg for mercy.
In the screams, there is despair, but also the fear before death!
Suddenly - Duke Yu limped out from the crowd, his clothes were tattered by the fire, his hair was loose and messy, covering half of his face, and the exposed eye was full of bloodthirsty. The hatred, as if dripping with pus-like blood, is flowing from the eyes little by little
come out.
Walk towards him step by step.
Getting closer…
It's getting clearer...
His hand holding the sword trembled violently. I saw blood spilling from the corners of Duke Yuguo's pale lips, hooking his tattered lips, with a weird smile, a strong wind blew up around him, and he lifted his hair up to reveal the other half of his face. Half of his face seemed to have been burned by fire, bloodshot and flesh, no eyebrows, dark red,
It was wrinkled, and even the eye was glued together. If you didn't force it to open it, it would be difficult to see that it was an eye.
Suddenly, it makes people tremble.
Emperor Qi Zhen was startled, his hand loosened, and the sword hit the ground heavily.
"Jing Li!" He called Duke Yu's name in disbelief.
"Brother Huang, Brother Huang..." Duke Yuguo's voice seemed to roll out of a bottomless abyss, making people shudder.
He rolled his throat for a long time and said, "It's you, you forced me!"
Grit your teeth!
But Duke Yu laughed out loud in front of him.
Laughter penetrated the whole night...
In an instant, the fire engulfed the entire Imperial Palace.
He stepped back again and again, watching helplessly as the seventy or so people in front of him struggled and shouted at the fire.
SOS!
cry!
roar!
Terrible.
resounded throughout the night.
He staggered back, but at the next moment, a figure rushed towards him with the fire rolled in.
The neck man was caught!
The fire engulfed him instantly.
hot!
hot!
"Uh?"
Emperor Qi Zhen sat up from the bed, sweating profusely!
It turned out... just a dream!
But very real.
He sat on the bed gasping for breath for a long time.
"Squeak."
The window in the house suddenly opened, and the cold wind blew in, blowing the gauze curtain beside the bed and fluttering, facing the shimmering light in the room, swaying the line of sight.
Emperor Qi Zhen was still in shock, and as soon as he stretched out his hand to remove the veil in front of him, he saw a figure fall outside.
"Who?"
Nerves are abnormally tense.
I saw Zhang Quan crouched down and hurried in, "Your Majesty, it's a servant."
He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his sleeves.
"Has the emperor had a nightmare?" Zhang Quan asked.
He got out of bed in a deep voice and dragged his hunched body out of the inner hall with difficulty.
Zhang Quan hurriedly brought clothes and put them on him.
"It's late at night, the emperor should not go out."
"I can't sleep."
Helpless, he had to order someone to hold a lamp again and pour a pot of hot tea for him.
Emperor Qi Zhen didn't have the heart to drink it, and walked out of the Fuyang Palace. At this moment, the heavy snow had stopped.
He looked at the huge palace with red lights, and his eyes couldn't help but deepen a few inches.
This is his world, his hands and feet.
Zhang Quan asked thoughtfully, "Is the emperor remembered what happened in the past?"
He said: "Those who know me, more than you."
"The old slave has followed the emperor for many years, and he understands it."
Immediately, Emperor Qi Zhen avoided the eunuchs who were watching the night outside the door, looked in the direction outside the palace, and said solemnly: "Although it has been so many years, I feel very sad every time I think of it, why? Why? Will you go that far with Jingli?"
Sad tone!
More, but helpless. After a while, he said again, "Every time I remember that when I was not on the throne, Jing Li often came to the Eight Princes' Mansion to play chess with me. Rang, he often said, I am undecided in my mind, and I am not determined to play chess, so I always lose, yes, I have no intention
Chess, how to win? But it would be great if I could go back to the past. This is a great country, and I would also like to lose to him. It's a pity that I have no choice after all. My life is determined from the moment I was born. Too. "
wry smile!
Zhang Quan has followed him for many years, and he understands it. An idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and he stepped forward and said, "This slave has a stupid opinion."
"Say."
"King Rong is determined to investigate this matter, and he will not give up. The emperor accidentally told the truth of the year to the prince, maybe..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted. "No!" Emperor Qi Zhen denied directly, "That is a scandal of the Dalin royal family, and it is a matter of shame for the ancestors. If it is made public, how can I save my face? Jingli is my imperial brother, and Concubine Zhao is me. My wife, it is related to the honor and disgrace of the royal family, how dare I be careless? The incident of that year has passed, and I do not want to raise it again.
There are scars, and since the person is already dead, why should he add a few more charges? If it wasn't for Qin Shiyu, I wouldn't have agreed to reverse the case. It's very good now. If I can't find out, I don't need to investigate again! The important thing is that what happened back then must be kept under wraps. "
Very firm.
Zhang Quan nodded.
No more words.
Emperor Qi Zhen felt heartbroken every time he thought about what happened in those days.
At this moment, the sky began to snow again, and the dense wind came.
Zhang Quan: "Your Majesty, let's go in."
He nodded and folded in.
only-
As soon as the person sat down on the bed, he seemed to have thought of something.
"By the way, the Chinese New Year is less than a month away. How did Zongzheng Temple arrange the annual festival?"
Zhang Quan replied: "Liang Zongzheng has drawn up a list, saying that he invited the master of Guang'an Temple to the tomb to recite the scriptures."
"That's good, I will announce him tomorrow, and I will explain some more things to him."
"Yes." Only then did Emperor Qi Zhen feel at ease and went to/bed to rest.