"History of the Celestial Dynasty. Imperial Capital", Volume 80.
On the night of Dingmao in July of the twenty-seventh year of Shengwu, the private candle shop of Guangyuemen exploded.
King Ling heard the report and dispatched three thousand Xuanjia troops to relocate the people and divert water to put out the fire. Yinban, the fire was extinguished, and the private candle workshop was reduced to ashes.
On Wuchen, Muyuan Hall took in all the victims of the disaster, and built houses with funds, so that the people could be safe. According to the investigation in Dali Temple, King Ji's slaves opened firecracker workshops privately, which caused this disaster. The emperor was angry and cut off the salary of the king of Ji by 2,000 households, ordering him to close his doors and think about his mistakes.
The pen of history is like a knife, but no matter how sharp the blade is, it cannot carve out all the real images. Between light and darkness, the blurred gray of the blade contains the most real traces of time and time, and always carries a vague veil in the blur.
That night in Lvyifang was the last time Hu Sanniang saw the gorgeousness of fire.
She stood on the scorching bluestone ground and watched the tongue of fire greedily licking all the souls of the Jade Blood Pavilion, including the Thirteen Blood Fiends, and the wildly dancing bright flames flew up to the Red Tower and Jade Pavilion, heading straight for Xiaohan.
The figure that slowly stepped out of the flames was like the Pluto from hell, the ghosts and monsters wailing and screaming under the blade of the sword, the snow-clothed white blade slashed the ruins and cried, and the shadow of fire flew down like a chill.
The eyes of all living beings are frozen, scorching fire and heat waves soaring into the sky, as if separated from the world by a white horse, the blood stains, insects and snakes below have nothing to do with him, the sky and the earth wailed, and he stood at an extremely high place, looking at each other coldly.
"Hu Sanniang."
This is the first time she heard him speak, his voice is like his sword, ice and snow thousands of miles away.
Under the turbulent firelight, she couldn't see his face clearly, only the condescending and majestic man could not breathe. She knew that he was looking at her through the night of fireworks, that invisible gaze seemed to pierce her body, making people disappear in such a gaze.
She really couldn't help being so oppressive, and knelt softly in front of Ye Tianling, her voice trembling slightly: "Your Highness... forgive me!" She lowered her head charmingly, with a few strands of blue hair rippling: "I know about King Xi and the others, please forgive me, Your Highness." If the slave family dies, the slave family is willing to say anything!"
Delicate and charming, with all kinds of styles, there seems to be tears in the seductive eyes, almost turning all living beings upside down. But as soon as he raised his eyes, a silent cold air came through his heart, and the traces of ice and snow in those eyes had not melted even half, and only heard a cold word: "Say."
King Ling is worth a thousand dollars, so this is already an agreement not to kill her? Hu Sanniang was overjoyed, and tried to maintain her charming demeanor, so she said timidly: "The slave family was originally a woman from a good family. That year in the sky, King Zhan forced her to go to the end, so she had to take refuge in King Xi, who... He turned out to be a man with one heart and one mind. Want to plot big things!"
In order to please Ye Tianling, she immediately revealed all the secret affairs of King Xi. King Xi had been colluding with the Bixue Pavilion for a long time, and used the Tianwu Drunken Workshop to collect ill-gotten gains. After the incident, he deliberately gave Wei Qian the important position of supervising the transportation of grain and grass, and asked him to go to northern Xinjiang to die, and wanted to use this to trap Zhan The king died.
At the beginning of his expedition to Mobei, he leaked King Ling's whereabouts to Eastern Turks, contacted Shiluo Khan and sent people to assassinate him, and at the same time framed King Ling's powerful general Chi Shu. When he failed once, he used Shi Zhonghou again to force him to exchange King Ling's life for his mother's.
Concubine Ding lives in the Taiping Palace, and accidentally discovers a secret passage leading to the outside of the palace. Jade Blood Pavilion found the Mingyi Building from some clues in the secret passage, and later found out that Concubine Lian had the amethyst bead bestowed by Emperor Mu. So they sent people to sneak into Lianchi Palace, tried to threaten Concubine Lian, and killed her.
"For the past few years, he has been trying to get rid of His Highness by the hands of the Turkic people. Who knows that His Highness actually destroyed the Turkic royal family, so he resorted to the idea of using poison, that poison..." Hu Sanniang hurriedly raised her eyes and looked around, looking up. Pointing to Kuang Zichu's corpse not far away: "He deserves it! My family even persuaded them not to be so vicious, but they scolded and beat them instead!"
Ye Tianling didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, Hu Sanniang couldn't think of anything else to say, she looked forward cautiously, and she lowered her eyes in shock when she met that gaze, "And...and...a lot of ideas recently are Zhuang Sanliu's. He didn't know who it was for King Xi. He was so powerful that even King Ji had a clue in his hands. King Ji is helping them in everything now. This Zhuang Sanliu seems to hate His Highness very much, and he still has a heart. Coveted the princess. By the way, King Xi asked us to investigate the Ming Palace tonight, it seems to be related to him."
She said everything she could say, but Ye Tianling was not satisfied, she was really flustered, and raised her head slightly sad and resentful: "My family is willing to serve Your Highness in the future, and you can do whatever Your Highness wants you to do!" She deliberately raised her hands together Gathering the messy clothes, she lowered her head shyly, her black hair drooped, and her slender waist was twisted, but the fat-like skin at the neckline was more exposed, and the bright colors danced under the firelight, soft like water. It looks coquettish and moving.
Suddenly there was a chill on her neck, and the clear and cold sword in Ye Tianling's hand had already touched her throat, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Your Highness! Your Highness promised to spare the slave family!"
Ye Tianling raised her face slightly with the tip of her sword, "That's right, I promised not to kill you. You are so charming, it would be a pity to kill you."
Hu Sanniang's beautiful eyes were full of tears, like frowns and sorrow, and she said softly: "Your Highness!"
Ye Tianling put the sword back into its sheath expressionlessly, and said lightly to the side: "Destroy this face, gouge out the eyes and cut off the tongue, and send it to Xiajiufang." After saying that, he turned and walked out, never looking at Hu Sanniang again glance.
Hu Sanniang stayed on the spot, and suddenly realized, she yelled, and rushed forward almost crazily: "Ye Tianling! You...you are still not human! You..." The cursing behind was interrupted by a miserable cry, Ye Tianling Tianling's figure had disappeared into the night filled with fireworks.
Xuan Jia Jin Ge, all inside and outside the Lvyifang are under martial law. Except for the reinforcements from Jade Blood Pavilion who were deliberately let go, since the Guangyue Gate fire started, no extra people were able to enter the Green Clothes Workshop, including the guards from Jingjiwei and Jiwangfu who came successively.
When Ye Tianling slowly rode his horse and appeared in front of the Xuanjia army blocking the Lvyifang, King Ji was losing his temper, but all the soldiers of the Xuanjia army turned a blind eye and ignored the prince at all.
As soon as he saw Ye Tianling, King Ji immediately directed his anger towards him: "Fourth brother! What do you mean? This mansion is also under the name of my Prince Ji's mansion. Such a big thing happened. What keeps us out? Even if I don't care about this matter, even the Gyeonggi Division can't go in, what do you Xuanjia Army want to do!"
Ye Tianling only looked at him from the corner of his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Brother Sanhuang knows that this is a big deal. If you have time to argue with me, why don't you take good care of the housekeeper? If there are more private candle shops like this, Be careful and set fire to Prince Ji's mansion, I'm afraid no one will be able to save you."
King Ji didn't even know that the people from Bixue Pavilion in this idle house had violated Ye Tianling's big taboo, and he trembled with anger when he heard such ruthless words: "You...what are you talking about!" It has not been a year or two for the workshop to make huge profits. The matter was originally very secretive. Unexpectedly, the Gyeonggi Division found out the clues last year. It is not a small crime to make private firecrackers in Tiandu, except for the Secretary of the Shaofu. Fortunately, King Xi is a smart man, so he kept it from him and showed great interest in this matter. Gradually, the relationship between the two governments There will be frequent exchanges between them. A sudden accident happened in this private candle shop tonight, it is really imminent for King Ji, the Emperor of Heaven is ill, once this case is brought out, he will not be forgiven lightly, how can we not let him jump? The key is that it is summer, and the private candle workshop is basically closed for business, so how could it happen suddenly
Ye Tianling ignored Ji Wang Tieqing's face, and snorted coldly: "As for Jingji Wei, beware of slack, neglect of duty, and wait for the hearing tomorrow!" King Xi who was not far behind King Ji turned a blind eye even more. After saying this, he rode his horse and flew away in the dust, followed by the black armored cavalry. They galloped and quickly disappeared at the end of the dark long street.
"Ye Tianling!" King Ji pointed to the cloud of flying dust left by the Xuanjia army, and was about to jump into a rage. Suddenly, a hand pressed down on his shoulder, and half of King Xi's face was hidden by the flames that swayed in the wind. The light and darkness were gloomy. , "Third brother, he is going to fight us hard. He deliberately made this matter up at this time, and it is clear that even you will not let it go. It is better to strike first, and it will be disadvantageous to strike later!"
King Ji was stunned for a moment: "Did you make this happen on purpose?"
King Xi said: "Third Brother, didn't you see that the people who moved out here were all unscathed? The Xuanjia Army clearly arrived at Lvyifang before the fire broke out, and they were well prepared."
King Ji was forced to stand still by that hand, but the fire in his heart jumped up to the top of his head, and he said angrily: "Is the father pampering him now? So what if he is hard! Am I still afraid of him?" ?”
"Third brother is right." King Xi stood behind him, his eyes were terribly cold, but a cold smile was imperceptibly drawn from the corner of his lips.
The lights of Prince Ling's Mansion are not much brighter than usual tonight, but almost everyone is sleepless.
It was almost early morning after everything had been dealt with, Ye Tianling retreated to the left and right, and walked to the bedroom alone. One day, the fireworks and dust settled, the moon was light in the West Court, and the night breeze was cool.
Baguio was coming back from taking something outside, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, obviously she had cried, and when she saw him, she called softly, "Your Highness."
Ye Tianling turned around and asked, "How is she?"
"The princess is awake."
Hearing this, Ye Tianling's slightly frowning brows did not relax, and he only said: "You all go down."
Baguio seemed to have something to say: "Your Highness..."
Ye Tianling raised his hand to stop her, he really didn't want to hear more. Baguio had no choice but to look in the direction of the sleeping hall, then stepped back gently.
When Ye Tianling stepped into the courtyard of the dormitory, he stopped suddenly. There was a man kneeling in front of the sleeping hall, his figure was thin and precarious, and he had obviously been kneeling for a long time.
His face turned cold in an instant, this was the last person he wanted to see right now. Qian Ye heard footsteps, turned around to see him, and cried out in a mournful voice, "Your Highness..."
Ye Tianling ignored him and walked forward, Qian Mi took two steps to catch up in front of him: "Your Highness! Your Highness!"
Ye Tianling's eyes flickered coldly: "What are you doing here?"
Qian Mi kowtowed several times, and the hairpin was in a mess: "Qian Mi knows that the crime is serious, and there is no redemption for a hundred deaths, so I just want to see Your Highness again."
Ye Tianling looked at her for a while, then suddenly sneered: "You think the drug is not enough, come and see if I'm dead?"
Qian Ye turned pale, shook his head and cried: "No... no! I never thought of harming His Highness! I didn't know it was poison! If I knew, I would rather drink it myself than give it to Your Highness!"
Ye Tianling's eyes were cold: "Then I really want to thank you."
Qian Mi's face was full of tears, and she stretched out her hand to pull his lapel: "A big mistake has been made, Qian Mi can only atone with death, Qian Mi dare not ask His Highness for forgiveness, as long as he can die in His Highness's hands, he will die without regret."
Ye Tianling flicked his robe abruptly, his eyes showed disgust: "Killing you will dirty my sword."
Qian Ye raised her head amidst his ruthless words, and stared at him with desolation in her eyes.
The cold wind hit her face, and the coolness was like needles, shattering her heart little by little, stirring up the sadness and loneliness that had been hidden deep in her heart for a long time, his freshly cold outline faded in the misty mist, "Yes, I'm confused, Your Highness doesn't even bother to kill me! Since the day the queen mother gave me to you, you have never looked at me directly. Every time you come to Siyuan, it is to deal with the female officials sent by the queen mother, I leave before dawn. People go to the empty building, and I just guard such a big garden alone every day, guarding the fine clothes and fine food that Prince Ling’s mansion gave me. I never dared to compete with the princess for your favor, it’s just Please take a look at me, even if you smile at me once in a while, I will be satisfied if you can give me one point in your love. Am I really worthless and so annoying?" The more she said, the more desperate she was, and she couldn't tell. Whether it is love or hate, she just stared at the man in front of her.
Ye Tianling stood one step away from her, listening to her cry quietly. Suddenly there was a flash of blue light, and the sword at his waist was unsheathed, Qian Mi's voice fluctuated slightly with the cold light, and stopped, she raised her head to face the edge of his sword, and smiled miserably.
However, to her surprise, the striking sword aura did not strike her, but she saw the long sword draw a sharp light in the darkness.
"Your Highness!"
With a sound of "dang", the sword was thrown in front of her with blood, and a long scar appeared on Ye Tianling's forearm, and blood flowed suddenly. His voice was indifferent and steady: "I can't give you what you want. If I I owe you, and I have already paid you back with my flesh and blood, and I will be cleared from now on, and I don't want to see you again."
The blood dripped faster and faster along his fingertips, and quickly formed a pool of blood on the bluestone ground. The wind swept away the leaves, and the corner of his clothes fluttered in front of Qian Ye's eyes.
A line of blood, two body cold.
Qian Ye watched Ye Tianling disappear from her sight in disbelief. After a long time, she slowly lowered her head to look at the blood-stained long sword in front of her. The green edge was dazzling, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on her face.
She straightened her temples carefully, straightened the scattered hairpins, and slowly reached out to pick up the sword. His blood and warmth remained on the sword.
Looking up, the night is dark and the sky is blue, and the shadow of the moon is cold, just like her life, which has never been clear.
Turning around the blue stone road, Ye Tianling stepped up the steps of the sleeping hall step by step. He walked extremely slowly, and even stopped completely when he reached the last step, stood there for a moment, and then slowly sat down on the temple step.
Everything was quiet, but he was a little afraid to enter the bedroom at this time. Whether it was the deadly sword of the Jade Blood Pavilion, the roar and accusations of King Ji, or the conspiracy and tricks of King Xi, he had never felt this way, and he was at a loss as to what to do. .
With his hands on his knees, the blood on his arms was dripping non-stop. Waves of pain had already penetrated from the skin to the bone marrow, but he had no intention of dealing with the wound at all. At that moment just now, it seemed that only his own blood could shatter such absurdity. He almost hated himself. If he owed someone, why did he use Qing'er's pain to pay it back
He raised his hand to cover his eyes, but a pair of clear eyes emerged so vividly in the darkness. She looked at him like that, she was begging him to protect her child, but he still made that cruel decision.
Those eyes were black and white, and they were clearer because of the pain of bone cutting and flesh cutting. They were as sharp as a thin blade, which made him think of it and didn't know how to face it.
Twenty years of proud roaring and hesitation, I will only know tonight.
He couldn't help clenching his fist tightly, the sharp pain brought about by the bleeding from the wound made people feel better. At this time, he suddenly heard almost inaudible weeping from the depths of the bedroom, and the hand on his forehead was slightly loosened. He opened his eyes and listened carefully, then suddenly turned around, stood up and walked quickly into the bedroom.
Palace lanterns draw shadows, layers of curtains are deep. He rushed to the couch and saw Qing Chen curled up deep in the silky silk brocade quilt. Her hands were tightly clutching the quilt, but her body was trembling slightly. The suppressed crying was buried so deep that it was almost impossible to hear clearly, but it made him feel like a knife was stabbed in his heart.
"Qing'er..." Qing Chen quickly wiped away her tears when she heard the voice, but when she saw Ye Tianling, she hid back and avoided him.
Ye Tianling froze there, something seemed to collapse in his cold eyes, and he fell straight into the abyss, his voice was full of anxiety: "Qing'er, listen to me."
Qing Chen's suppressed tears rushed out of her eyes again. She looked a little confused, but stared at him with burning eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why don't you want him? Isn't he your child? He is already seven years old. The moon is old! He can survive, why don't you want him?"
"I..." Ye Tianling's outstretched hand was fixed in the air, he couldn't say a word, but looked at Qing Chen's haggard appearance with distress, his face was anxious. But the accusation in the eyes in front of him was too sharp, and for the first time in his life, he felt unable to meet someone's eyes, and finally closed his eyes and turned his head.
Tears spilled all over the body along the messy silk brocade, losing the target of questioning, Qing Chen seemed to have been drained of all his strength, his eyes wandered in a trance, and drooped powerlessly. She turned her head aimlessly, but suddenly saw Ye Tianling's arm hanging beside her was covered in blood, which had already soaked through the sleeve, dripping onto the bed.
In an instant, her mind went blank, she was startled, and shouted tremblingly: "Fourth brother!"
Ye Tianling heard her cry, turned around and saw her standing up and reaching out to him, he grabbed her almost immediately and brought her into his arms. Qing Chen struggled and said, "What happened to your hand?"
Ye Tianling turned a deaf ear to her question, just hugged her tightly, and refused to relax even for a moment. Qing Chen was weak at this time, so naturally he couldn't hold back him, and felt the warmth of his blood at the tentacles, and the unreasonable sadness in her heart turned into panic, so she didn't dare to move, so she could only shout out: "Come on, come on!" !"
Hearing the sound of messy footsteps, Ye Tianling was forced to let go of Qing Chen. Zhang Dingshui didn't leave Prince Ling's mansion, and was invited to him immediately.
The maids were already kneeling in front of the couch with clean water, medicinal cloths and other things. Qing Chen looked at the blood in Ye Tianling's hands and was terrified: "Why did this happen? You, what did you do?" She tried to hold herself up to see His wound, Zhang Dingshui stepped forward and said: "Princess, let me come."
Although Ye Tianling left his embrace, he still held her tightly with the other hand, not letting go. When Zhang Dingshui was treating the wound for him, his thin lips were pressed into a sharp edge, looking a bit stubborn from the side Mark of. The blood in the shallower part of the wound was already a little dry. Zhang Dingshui cut off his shirt and moved it lightly. He was unprepared and couldn't help but take a breath.
Qing Chen saw that the wound was extremely deep, and it was actually a newly added sword mark. He was confused for a moment, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Ye Tianling turned to look at her, there were still mottled tears on her face, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her face was still sad, but her eyes were full of concern and tenderness that he was familiar with. He shook his head to show that it was all right, staring at her, he actually smiled slowly, it was a relieved smile from his heart, so real, so joyful, like ice lotus blooming on the top of a snow peak under thousands of miles of sunshine.
At this time, Qing Chen already knew the answer to the question she just asked. A little bit of his injury has already made her feel anxious, no need for more reasons, everything he did was because they are the softest part of each other's heart, people can part with their flesh and blood, but how can they gouge out their own? Heart
After taking the medicine prescribed by Zhang Dingshui for a few days, the remaining poison of Hongchen Kalpa was cleared away, but Qing Chen's vitality was severely injured by it, and he often felt dizzy and weak, and he leaned on the couch with his eyes closed for most of the day to recuperate.
What puzzled Baguio and Mrs. Bai was that in the past, if Qing Chen felt a little unwell, Ye Tianling would always find time to accompany him no matter how busy he was. Now that something like this happened, he was often not in the mansion, and now even more so for several days in a row. Tiandu never returned home.
Qing Chen didn't ask much about this, but one time after Wei Changzheng came back and said that His Highness was staying in Feng's mansion tonight, she gently closed the scroll in her hand, looked at the misty clouds in the sky and remained silent for a long time, then summoned Wu Wei to order All people in the mansion are restrained, and they are not allowed to leave the mansion at will in recent days. In addition to the previous Xuanjia guards, many subordinates of Mingyilou have also been added to the palace.
At nightfall on the third day, Ye Tianling returned home.
Qing Chen leaned on the couch, watching him just standing there drinking a bowl of Ganoderma lucidum soup that Bi Yao brought in. He waved away the maid, took off his coat by himself, and lay on his back beside her.
Qing Chen leaned on his shoulder and raised his eyes. He was looking down at her carefully. There was a faint light and warmth in his eyes, but the reddish bloodshot could not be hidden.
"Fourth brother." After a while, she called him softly. Ye Tianling responded, with a vague voice, hugged her a little more tightly in his arms, and then whispered: "I'll sleep and talk to you later."
Qing Chen raised his hand and put down the cloud tent, and there was a quiet peace in front of the bed, but when he turned around, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.
She lay quietly in his arms for a while, but couldn't fall asleep. She felt a dull pain in her heart after lying for a long time, so she got up and sat up gently. In the past, Ye Tianling would wake up whenever she moved, but today he slept very deeply. Qing Chen put the thin quilt on his body for him, and saw his eyebrows and eyes in the dark, calm and real in his sleep.
The bright moon penetrates the window, and the moonlight is like water, spreading faintly across the ground, covering the eyebrows and eyes, as if the vicissitudes of life have changed, and thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.
At the moment beside him, the past is gone, the future is long, the past Ning Wenqing, and the future Feng Qingchen are just phantoms in the distance. Qing Chen raised his head slightly, his eyes met the bright and clear moonlight through the carved window, he didn't think about anything, he just wanted to stay with him like this, and stay in the moment that only belonged to them in the years when the sun and the moon alternated. , so quiet, so peaceful.
Ye Tianling fell asleep for less than half an hour, raised his hand in a daze, suddenly felt that Qing Chen was not by his side, and woke up immediately: "Qing'er!"
Qing Chen turned his head when he heard the sound, Ye Tianling was fully awake, seeing her hands on his chest, he got up quickly and asked, "Does your heart hurt again?"
Qing Chen shook his head with a smile, and the tension in Ye Tianling's eyes faded away. He subconsciously raised his hand to press his forehead, and suddenly a pair of soft hands covered his brows, and Qing Chen smiled faintly. He pulled her hand down and held it, Qing Chen looked at him for a while through the moonlight, and asked softly, "Is everything all right?"
Ye Tianling stared at her and asked back, "Do you believe me?"
Qing Chen said: "Believe it."
Ye Tianling raised a handsome arc on his lips: "That's good, let me do those things. After these few days, I will accompany you well."
Qing Chen's eyes were intertwined with the moonlight, and there was a little sharpness in the clarity: "Fourth brother, even if I can't be as sharp as the sword in your hand, I don't want to become your weakness. You love me, pity me, and love me. Protect me from those storms, but how can they allow me to be at peace? What's more, there are some people who came after me."
Ye Tianling's eyes were strangely calm, and a captivating ray of light emerged from the darkness: "They have no chance, and I will not let you suffer any harm, absolutely not."
Qing Chen was quiet for a while, then smiled and said: "Hehe, that's good, I'll go to Dufo Temple tomorrow to have tea with Master Jingjie, and I'll stay for a few days to find some leisure."
Ye Tianling pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll send someone to take you there, it's quiet and safe there."
Qing Chen said: "Let Mingyilou follow me."
Ye Tianling looked down at her, she just smiled innocently, seeing him thoughtful, she asked: "Why, don't you believe that I can drink tea and discuss the Dharma with Master Jingjie?"
The corners of Ye Tianling's lips curved downward, and he uttered a word: "Letter."