Thirty-fourth bowl of soup (nine & ten)
Maybe because she sensed the regret in Qing Huan's heart, Nan Shuang said softly: "Although I am blind, my heart is not blind. I can't see this beautiful spring. Hearing the birdsong and smelling the fragrance of flowers is also a blessing." He Wuri Compared with being locked up in the palace all night, this is already a great thing. The most important thing in life is to be content.
Qing Huan smiled and said, "What brother said is true."
"Guess, do they already know that we are going to Jiangnan?" Nan Shuang was afraid that she would continue to be sad because of her blindness, so she deliberately changed the subject.
This "they" refers to Qin Shizi and his friends in the world.
"There is an exchange of letters between the King of Qin, how could you not know about it?" Qing Huan clamped down on her horse's belly, and said, "Before we left Beijing, we had torn faces with the King of Qin. When we meet again in the future, we are enemies. He can't wait for you to die, so naturally we have to tell him Dear son, this is the only way to catch you and me. People in the Jianghu are always reckless in doing things, happy to enmity, Qin Shizi heard that he is doing well, if he incites people in the Jianghu to kill you, it will not be difficult. If you die Now, the King of Qin will have one less confidant to worry about."
A strange look flashed across Nan Shuang's face, but Qing Huan didn't see it because her back was facing him. "If he wants to come, he can come. Anyway, my life is not so easy to take."
"I don't think he will come in person. It would be nice to find someone else to kill you. When the time comes, he will come directly to Jiangnan to take over your position as an imperial envoy. By the way, he will report to the imperial court that it was a reckless and reckless attempt to assassinate the imperial official. It will be done easily." Pull yourself away." Because she wanted to talk, Qing Huan didn't ride fast, "My brother's reputation among the people is not very good now, even if you die, others will only think that you deserve what you deserve."
Nan Shuang: "...you can be more tactful."
Qing Huan smiled: "That can't be done, I always speak straightforwardly."
There were not many subordinates in Nanshuang's belt on this trip, and they traveled lightly, intending to solve the flood problem in the fastest time. This time he left Beijing to serve as the imperial envoy of Laoshizi, one thing was to make King Qin think that he could make trouble without Nanshuang's presence, and the other was to kill Qin Shizi. King Qin only had such a son, and Nan Shuang really wanted to know, if his only son died, would King Qin still want that seat
Wanting to see the king of Qin jumping is certainly one reason, but another reason is that Qin Shizi has gradually grown into a serious problem that Nan Shuang cannot ignore. This person has made a lot of friends within a few years of traveling in the Jianghu, and those people are all available talents. Qin Shizi also bears a reputation of insignificance, is quite famous in the Jianghu, and has many followers. Nanshuang has a secret intelligence organization among the people. It has always been that as long as you have money, you can find out what color underwear the emperor wears to sleep at night, but recently, things have gone wrong one after another. Before it was time to finish, the people in the organization went out and never came back.
After careful investigation by the dark guard, it was confirmed that this matter was related to Qin Shizi. From this point of view, King Qin probably disliked Nanshuang a long time ago, and Nanshuang admired him for being able to bear it until now before asking his son to do it. Every time the two fooled the emperor, they relied on their voices. He couldn't see, and his hearing was even stronger. Qin Wang lightly rubbed his fingers, and Nan Shuang probably knew what he was referring to, and then gave him the most accurate hint. The two played this trick in front of the emperor for many years, but the emperor never found out. Now that Nan Shuang didn't help him anymore, King Qin ordered Nan Shuang's life immediately to prevent his evil thoughts from leaking out.
Before he was 100% sure of getting that seat, King Qin would never let anyone know about his ambition.
Just as Qing Huan said, in the hearts of ordinary people, Nan Shuang was a big celebrity in front of the emperor, but also a cruel and ruthless eunuch. They secretly scolded Nan Shuang for being a castrated dog, but on the surface no one dared to say anything about Nan Shuang. After so many years, Nan Shuang's various atrocities have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people - all thanks to that Prince Qin, who is far worse than Nan Shuang's methods of instigating people's hearts.
Today, although Nan Shuang's body is elongated, she has never grown a beard on her smooth chin. If she is dressed as a woman, she is at most more heroic than a woman, and she is no different at other times. And in his wish when he was young, he would grow into a majestic general.
That's how good fortune tricks people. Although Nanshuang didn't say anything to Qing Huan, Qing Huan knew that even if the emperor was already in his hands, even if he could gain more power in the future - none of that could make up for the lost family. This life is nothing more than that, the only thing Nanshuang can do is to try to live it well on such a miserable basis.
After arriving in Jiangnan, they stayed at the post house. As for how to deal with the flood, Nanshuang had already drawn up a plan. He only needed to meet with the magistrate tomorrow and hand over the measures to the other party, and basically he could sit back and relax for the rest of the time.
But Qing Huan's words became a prophecy. She guessed that King Qin could no longer tolerate Nanshuang's existence, and wanted to take advantage of this time to kill Nanshuang on the road, so that he would be clean and get rid of his confidant's troubles, so why not do it
When they were on their way, they paid great attention to hiding their traces. They rode horses and rushed to the south of the Yangtze River without wasting any time. Therefore, even if someone tried to intercept them on the road, it would be futile, because they did not follow the official path at all, and there were not many people with them. .
Although Nanshuang is blind, she has many tricks. It is no exaggeration to say that a blind man is worth dozens of hidden guards. From the moment he succumbed to the emperor, the emperor asked Nanshuang what he wanted in order to please him—a slap in the face, always giving him a sweet date. Nanshuang said that he wanted to learn martial arts, the emperor hesitated for a moment, agreed, ordered people to visit the people, and invited many masters from the world to teach Nanshuang. In order to prevent Nanshuang from hurting himself after he became strong in martial arts, the emperor ordered the Tai Hospital to secretly develop a poison that could control Nanshuang. Give him the antidote on time every month, but not once, so as to ensure that Nanshuang will never hurt his life.
Nan Shuang was gifted, intelligent and studious since he was a child. Even though he temporarily bowed his head to the emperor, he still remembered what was most important to him—to hide his strength and bide his time. In fact, his martial arts are very high, but he never said that if his performance is neither high nor low, the emperor will naturally not be wary of him. When that person became vicious, he could cut off his limbs. His temperament was unpredictable, and he was full of suspicion. He was able to live peacefully under the emperor's hand for fifteen years. Nan Shuang's efforts and the humiliation he suffered, It is far from being able to express clearly in words.
It's just that after staying in Ouchi for so many years, I never used it. Nan Shuang worked very hard. Among those who were invited into the palace to teach him, there were all kinds of strange people. Nan Shuang learned a lot from them—and those who taught him Kung Fu were all later appointed by the emperor Killed, the reason is that he does not allow any Jianghu people who are familiar with the terrain of the palace to leave alive.
Therefore, he will never know Nanshuang's true strength from those people. If you want to live, you have to wear a mask. This is the first rule of Nanshuang's survival rules.
But all the people who entered the posthouse at night and tried to kill him ended up in Nanshuang's hands. He didn't even need to alert his hidden guards to kill them all. In order to protect Qing Huan, Nan Shuang asked all the hidden guards to hide beside Qing Huan, but he was alone. It was also because of this that the people who came to assassinate him thought they had a chance of winning, so they lost their vigilance, but who knows, none of those who went in could come out alive.
In the early morning of the second day, Qing Huan saw the disorganized corpse, walked to Nan Shuang without changing his face, and asked, "Are these all from Prince Qin?"
"Of course." Nan Shuang took a sip of tea, the smile on the corner of her mouth was chilling, and her scalp was numb. But he quickly restrained his extroverted emotions, and he was a gentle and good brother when facing Qing Huan. "Why did you come here? Didn't I say that you just wait for me if you don't deal with it here?"
"Breakfast is going to be cold, I've waited long enough, and these can't scare me." She is not afraid of ghosts that are countless times scarier than them, let alone a bunch of dead people. "Brother, you probably didn't sleep well last night, did you?"
Not only did he not sleep well, he simply did not sleep. But Nan Shuang just smiled: "A friend came to visit me out of kindness, how could I be willing to sleep?"
Yeah, why are you willing to fall asleep? Nan Shuang knew clearly in his heart that after these fifteen years, it was impossible for him to change back to his original self. He had already become a monster. Even though he can pretend in front of his sister, in fact he likes to kill people, and he also likes the feeling of blood on his hands. He enjoys the joy of killing, this is what he felt last night when he stabbed the willow sword into the chest of the comer.
The sound of the sharp blade piercing through the flesh is so beautiful, so beautiful and refreshing. There is also blood gushing out, Nanshuang thought, probably only then will he be like ordinary people, everyone's blood is red.
Qing Huan glanced at Nan Shuang, he was terribly calm, so she didn't say anything, stepped forward to help him up, and led him out of the room. This is not the imperial palace that he knows well after living in Nanshuang for fifteen years. He is blind and needs other people's guidance to reach the correct place in an unfamiliar place.
After eating breakfast, the local magistrate heard that the imperial envoy had been assassinated, so frightened that he almost peed his pants, rushed here in a panic, and kowtowed to Nanshuang as soon as he entered the hall. Naturally, he has also heard about the glorious deeds of this Eunuch Nan. He killed people without blinking an eye, and his hands were covered with blood. Not to mention that he is a little Zhizhou, he is a concubine of the first rank in the palace. Kill and kill? No law of the country will work in front of this person. Who told the emperor to value others like a demon
So for his own life, the magistrate kowtowed so hard that he almost burst into tears begging Nanshuang to forgive him.
Nan Shuang was not in the mood to talk nonsense with such a small person at all, and just let the other party go and dispose of the corpse in his room, and then ordered someone to hand over the flood control method to him. Just deal with the flooding for me.
The magistrate couldn't wait for it, so he withdrew after receiving his order. Seeing his anxious look, Qing Huan wanted to laugh, and asked Nan Shuang, "Brother won't be sleeping alone tonight?"
"Otherwise?" Nan Shuang asked back.
She smiled slyly: "Why don't you let me accompany you."
In the first night, so many brothers failed to kill the eunuch Nanshuang. In the name of this righteousness, Qin Shizi naturally couldn't persuade others to kill him, but had to go into battle himself. When the girl who is in love with him hears this, she wants to follow along, and she refuses to let him take risks alone. Then three days later, there were slight footsteps on the roof and the sound of tiles, Qing Huan and Nan Shuang both opened their eyes at the same time!
The hidden guards hid in the dark and stood still until a thin bamboo tube protruded through the crack of the door, and misty smoke was blown in soon. Qing Huan covered her mouth and nose with a veil meaningfully, and looked at Nan Shuang again. He only opened his eyes and looked ahead, without any intention of dodging.
Qing Huan stretched out her hand to cover his mouth and nose, but Nan Shuang grabbed her little hand and let go, shaking her head to express that she doesn't care. Qing Huan's eyes widened, not knowing why the other party was so casual. Feeling her worry, Nan Shuang gently wrote on her palm with his fingertips. After distinguishing for a while, Qing Huan realized that what he meant was that the emperor used to use various drugs on him for fun. After fifteen years of accumulation, he was no longer afraid of these drugs.
Qing Huan only scolded the old emperor a few more words in her heart. In the capital city thousands of miles away, in the back room of the imperial palace, the emperor who was still tied to a pillar and survived groaned twice, and suddenly felt severe pain all over her body, dizziness , The ringing in his ears was so loud that he thought he was calling for help very loudly, but it was actually like a mosquito, no one would hear him at all, and no one would care.
When the smoke gradually dissipated, someone began to pry open the door. During this period, Qing Huan had already grasped the dagger and sat outside Nanshuang's bed, and could take it off directly when someone came in. But Nanshuang grabbed her hand and shook her head, beckoning her not to act rashly, pulled her to lie down, and hid her little face in his chest.
She struggled twice, his hug was too tight, Qing Huan frowned, moved a bit, the man had already entered, so she stopped arguing with Nan Shuang.
There are three or four people who come here. Their footsteps are extremely light, and they can't hear their breathing. They are all first-class masters. Nan Shuang kept breathing steadily. He lay on the bed, the curtain was lowered to cover his face, but he kept his eyes open from the beginning to the end—even though he couldn't see anything.
A man lifted the curtain, raised his long sword and stabbed down fiercely—but the long sword slammed! With a bang, Nan Shuang was thrown into the air, and with a backhanded sword, Nan Shuang stabbed him to death at the head of the bed. What he uses is a willow sword, which is extremely soft and flexible, and it dances like a frightened bird.
Four people came in, one died in an instant, and the remaining three were stunned. They came, so naturally they couldn't just run away without any results, otherwise how would they mess around in the arena if it spread in the future? The three of them exchanged glances and did not speak, but they all had the same meaning: No matter what, kill the dog Nanshuang first!
Nan Shuang didn't speak, even with one against three, he was still calm.
One of them suddenly saw Qing Huan sitting on the bed behind him, so he turned his sword and rushed towards Qing Huan. Nan Shuang couldn't see, but could hear, and was worried at the moment: "Xiaoyan—"
Hearing the ear-piercing sound of weapons being exchanged, Qing Huan tilted her head and smiled: "It's been a long time, my lord."
The black-clothed masked man's eyes widened suddenly, and Qing Huan flipped his long sword aside. The short knife was already on his neck, and kicked his leg again, and Shizi immediately fell to his knees and couldn't move. At this time, other hidden guards also appeared one after another, which meant that the three were surrounded.
Nan Shuang didn't speak any more, she could distinguish the shape by listening to the sound, and killed the other two people under the sword. His white shirt was splattered with blood, and there were a few drops on his face, which made his beautiful face look a little more sinister, and his dark double pupils were a little weird.
Qing Huan inexplicably felt that something was wrong with Nan Shuang. She handed Prince Qin over to the dark guard, hurried over to hold Nanshuang's wrist, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Nan Shuang was led to sit by the bed by her, with a deep expression on her face. Qing Huan cautiously approached him: "Brother..."
"Am I your brother?" Nan Shuang suddenly asked with a half-smile. He casually kicked Qin Shizi away who was standing in front of him and was bundled into rice dumplings, and "looked" at Qing Huan's position: "Or that is to say, are you my sister?"
Before Qing Huan could open her mouth to speak, she felt her whole body go limp, and involuntarily threw herself forward, just in time to fall into Nan Shuang's arms. There is no problem with the soul, but this body is solid and unable to move.
"I know you're not." Nan Shuang whispered in her ear. "Although I don't know who you are, the person in this body is definitely not my sister Xiaoyan. I don't want you to leave me, so I have no choice but to make a bad move to keep you by my side forever."
Qing Huan could only move her eyes, and she couldn't even speak. Of course it's okay to leave this body immediately, but she doesn't want to do that. The point is—when did she become famous? Why can't you feel it
"You trust me too much, but in this world, no one can trust you except yourself." Nan Shuang smiled softly, ordered someone to pull Qin Shizi down and dispose of him, then carried Qing Huan into the carriage, and in her ear Bian softly said: "It's all right now, there are only you and me left. I don't know how to keep your soul, but this body is a mortal, so you will be restrained. Do you think I don't know? You help me like this I just want to leave me soon."
Qing Huan blinked, unable to speak. It is even more hopeless to convey emotion with eyes, because Nanshuang can't see at all.
So she had no choice but to lie obediently on the soft couch. Nan Shuang didn't say anything along the way, but after rushing back to the palace day and night, she locked Qing Huan in the side hall where he lived. The medicine on Qing Huan's body gradually wore off, but it only allowed her to talk, but she couldn't move.
Thinking about it now, because she had been with Nan Shuang for too long, she subconsciously believed in him, and Nan Shuang's performance was so good that she didn't show the slightest bit in front of her at all. Thinking about it now, Qing Huan felt a little bit ashamed, no matter what else, she just said that she was being plotted against, she really didn't expect it. Which is to say... she's got a little blemish—well, a big blemish. But she didn't understand how Nanshuang knew that she was not Nanyan! Even though they look different, there is no difference in the body, and judging from Nan Shuang's words, he thinks that the body is Nan Yan's body, but the soul is another person!
Nan Yan sat in front of Qing Huan and talked to her about trivial matters, saying that the flood in the south of the Yangtze River was successfully cured, and that the false emperor rewarded him from the court, and that King Qin killed his son like a mad dog. He also said that he was going to make the fake emperor "disappear" and was looking for a little prince who could be the emperor.
The little prince must be mediocre and have little talent, but his mother and concubine must come from a big family and have the ability to stand up to King Qin. At that time, this country, he doesn't need to do anything, it will be crumbling in the dog-eat-dog situation. After the troubled times, there will naturally be talented people to reunify the world.
He is an eunuch, even if he becomes the emperor, he still can't convince the public. Instead of being an emperor, he could only be a eunuch for the rest of his life. The days of serving others are too long, and he also wants to live a little bit of his own life, Nan Shuang said.
Then he asked Qing Huan: "Would you like to stay with me?"
He still called her Xiaoyan, even though he knew that Qing Huan was not Xiaoyan. Qing Huan thought for a while and asked him, "How do you know I'm leaving?"
Nan Shuang "looked" at her, and gently bent her petal-like lips: "Don't underestimate a blind man." After speaking, he stroked Qing Huan's long hair, comforted her and said, "Don't worry, it won't be long. Now, when the time comes, we will find a paradise, where you will stay with me for the rest of your life, and when I die, I don't care where you go."
"What if I don't want to?" Qing Huan asked tentatively.
"Then I'll kill everyone in the world." Nan Shuang still smiled. "I slowly understood why you appeared by my side. You encouraged me, guided me, and helped me, not for me, but for the living. You just don't want innocent people to die by my hands, no For me." When he said this, he couldn't hide his loss in his words. "Of course I'm not worthy, but you are the only one I can hold on to." No matter what, he would find a way to keep her.
Do you want to go? Yes, wait until I die, otherwise I will never let you leave.
Qing Huan said: "You make me unable to move all day long, this is not a good way for me to accompany you."
"I know, it's my fault. When we live together, I will make amends to you." Nan Shuang smiled like a spring breeze. "But before that, I have to feel a little bit safe. I can't see you, and I'm afraid that you will run away, so I have to do this. Please forgive me."
Qing Huan didn't speak.
Just like Nanshuang said. He was not attached to power and status, nor did he kill King Qin, but after the false emperor "died", he helped the queen support the youngest prince to ascend the throne as emperor. The little prince's family is naturally unwilling to fulfill King Qin's wolf ambitions. The two forces are fighting, and it will take at least ten years until the little emperor can rule in person, and this little emperor is not expected to be an emperor. He is more clever than rational. Sooner or later, it will still have to be subverted in the hands of their royal family members.
Then, as he had hoped, he took Qing Huan to an extremely beautiful place, which was isolated from the world, and they lived there for decades.
And the emperor had already starved to death in the secret room, becoming a handful of withered bones. Decades later, the dynasty fell apart, and the palace was burned down by the angry rebels, leaving no bones left.