The gray sky, the drowsy palace, and the morning sun in the east leaped out of the horizon not long ago, and before it had time to spread its warm light all over the land of the Qing Kingdom, it was already surrounded by that cloud that did not know when and where it came from. The dark clouds swallowed it in, the red light suddenly became clear and dim, and the sky became darker and darker.
In the harem, the maids who got up to wash in the morning began to boil water, and the handyman eunuchs began to sweep the dust on the ground with bamboo brooms taller than their own. No one knew what was happening in the front palace of the imperial city, just like the common people. Same, repeating his mission and life day after day. Those nobles were no exception. Although the strange situation in the capital these days had faintly spread to their ears, that matter was only known to a very limited number of people in the Qing Kingdom, so people didn't know what happened. .
At the gate of the garden, the few big figures looking at the imperial study from afar were naturally one of the people who knew about this matter, but their eye sockets were sunken, their faces were solemn, as dull as clay and wood carvings, without the slightest reaction.
Old Dean Chen has been in the imperial study for a long time, but there has been no movement. Since everyone is far away, they did not hear His Majesty's rare angry roar. Among these people, Ye Zhong and Eunuch Yao might have such strength, but they would not foolishly gather their skills to eavesdrop on the voices in the imperial study. It would be better to hear less about those things.
Chen Pingping wanted to hear, wanted to hear a reason, an explanation, so he returned to the capital, sat in a black wheelchair indifferently, quietly looked at his master whom he had served for decades, His Majesty the Emperor of Qing, and wanted to get from him From his mouth, he heard what happened back then.
When people are about to die, what they are obsessed with is nothing more than the most angry and unsolvable mysteries in the course of life.
However, Emperor Qing didn't answer. He just looked at Chen Pingping quietly. Ever since he heard what Chen Pingping said, he had kept standing, looking at the other party indifferently and mockingly for a long time.
The sharpness in his pupils gradually turned into a hint of sarcasm, and there were still many big puzzles. The corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, like a male lion watching a Wandering Meme passing by above his own country, plucking a solid tree branch in vain, announcing something to himself.
Emperor Qing smiled strangely, tilted his head slightly, pursed his lips very tightly, looked at Chen Pingping and said lightly: "It's... unexpectedly... because of these, because of these!"
His Majesty the Emperor was puzzled and couldn't figure it out. He looked at Chen Pingping like a monster. After a long silence, he shook his head and sighed speechlessly. Only then did he finally understand that this road that followed him since he was a child Old Heigou, why did he betray himself, why did he not hesitate to die, but also returned to Beijing to question himself.
Emperor Qing was very clear about the love those companions had for that woman back then, but no matter how much he thought about it, it was impossible for him to imagine that Chen Pingping would have a strong desire for revenge because of a woman who had been dead for many years, and she stood in front of her. the opposite of oneself. He sat back on the soft couch and remained silent for a long time, with his hands on his knees.
Chen Pingping rested her hands on the armrests of the black wheelchair, looked at him silently and indifferently, without saying a word, just waiting for the answer.
Emperor Qing's complexion turned slightly pale, and after a long time, he said softly: "For her... you actually betrayed... Zhen?"
The meaning contained in this sentence is very sad, very sad, and there is also a kind of anger and irritability from the bottom of my heart.
"I just want to know why." Chen Pingping said with a sigh: "I have never seen a woman like her in my life, no, it should be that I have never seen anyone like her again, she is like a fairy She fell into this mortal world, and tried her best to change what she should change and save what she thought she should save. She helped you, saved me, saved Qing Kingdom, and made the world better... And You ruined her life and death."
There is no exclamation point in the voice of this sentence, no anger, just vicissitudes and sadness.
Emperor Qing was silent for a long time, his palms were slowly rubbing against his knees. No one had ever asked him this question face to face in this life. To be more precise, no one dared to ask him this question at all, and few people knew about it. Anyone who knows this problem has now become a wandering soul in the loess.
None of the closest partners back then knew about it.
"I didn't kill her." Emperor Qing narrowed his eyes, facing the old black dog in front of him, he didn't need to explain anything, but for some reason, there was a faint pain in the deepest part of his heart, a trace of being forced by him. The dull pain that had been suppressed for more than twenty years slowly seeped out like this, occupying his body and mind, wanting the most powerful man in the world to explain something.
Maybe it was explained to Chen Pingping, maybe it was explained to the woman in the yellow shirt in the portrait in the small building in the harem, maybe... His Majesty the Emperor just wanted to explain it to himself.
"I didn't kill her." His Majesty the Emperor raised his voice a little bit, his tone was a little firmer, and his tone was a little colder, and he repeated the sentence again, squinting at Chen Pingping.
"You didn't kill her?" The wrinkles at the corners of Chen Pingping's eyes were so deep that they almost covered his eyes, he raised his head tiredly, looked at His Majesty, and asked with an extremely indifferent laugh: "Then how did she dead?"
"Don't say that the Western Expedition has not returned, don't say that the princes and nobles are rebelling, and don't say what the destiny dictates. At that time, I, Fan Jian, Wu Zhu, Ye Chong... all of them happened to be away from the capital, and it happened that she I just gave birth to a child, and I was at my weakest time!" Chen Pingping's eyes stabbed at the emperor's face like two knives, Han Qinqin said: "Your Majesty rules the world with filial piety, it is best not to push all these sins to the Queen Mother. Empress, that idiot Empress and her family have borne the blame for you for twenty years, do you want your own biological mother to continue to carry the scapegoat?"
"The Western Expedition to the Grasslands is your will! Fan Jian was only the treasurer of Taichang Temple and member of the Household Department Wailang at that time, and he was responsible for the supply of military supplies. Why was he also transferred to the king's account by you?" Chen Pingping narrowed her eyes very tightly. Countless chills seeped out from those sparse and old eyelashes, "Military logistics, according to our method back then, has always been left to Fan Jian to handle it. When my Daqing cavalry went out, he used to stay in Beijing to deal with it." Everything, why did you insist that Fan Jian join you in the Western Expedition?"
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that if Fan Jian stays in Beijing, the Tiger Guards secretly trained by his subordinates will ruin Qin Ye's affairs?"
A sneer appeared on the corners of Chen Pingping's lips: "Yeah, the old man of the Qin family was mentioned again. Who would have thought that this veteran of the three dynasties was the killing move that His Majesty stayed in the capital... Ye Zhong of the garrison division was also called into Dingzhou urgently. The whole capital was under the control of the Qin family. Even if the queen wanted to rebel and invade the Taiping Courtyard, if Qin Ye didn't nod, who could do it? "
"Three years ago, when Qin Ye jumped out of the rebellion in the capital, were you very happy, Your Majesty, that you finally had the opportunity and an excuse to get rid of the only person who knew your role in the Taiping Bieyuan massacre, killing people?" Silence?" Chen Pingping said coldly to Emperor Qing: "Of course, you don't bother killing people to silence, even if the Qin family says, you don't care, but Fan Xian has grown up after all, you have to accept, you and her Your son is the most successful of all your children, the longer you get along, the more you value Fan Xian, the less you want him to know that his biological mother died at your hands, so Qin Ye... How can he not die?"
Chen Pingping's shrill and sandy voice kept ringing in the imperial study. Emperor Qing didn't speak, but just listened indifferently and calmly. Listening to these words, his expression was a little weird, as if a little sad, but it seemed There was a slight relief.
"Talk back to the Taiping Courtyard twenty-two years ago." Chen Pingping said a little too hastily. These words were probably the words and inferences that the old cripple had endured in secret for decades. Throwing it all out in front of him, he coughed loudly, and two unhealthy blushes appeared on his coughing face.
After a long time, he calmed down, sighed and said: "Let's talk about me, since you had already decided to attack the Taiping Courtyard, of course you would not allow me to stay in the capital, so the defense line in the whole north was suddenly in a hurry, and there were occasional attacks. The news came that the country in the north was about to attack south with all its strength. As the head of the Overwatch Council, I was the head of the military, and your majesty was busy with the westward expedition, so I had to hunt north on behalf of the saint, and went to investigate the situation in person."
"Now that I think about it, the entire military system can be coordinated with this performance, and even the power of foreign countries can be mobilized. Besides your majesty, who can do it?" Chen Pingping narrowed her eyes and said: "However I have always had a question in my mind, to make the newly established Northern Qi Dynasty cooperate with His Majesty's wishes, could it be that you and that dead bald Ku He secretly colluded?"
"Of course, Ku He is dead, and I have nowhere to ask anyone." Chen Pingping shook her head.
"I didn't look for Kuhe." At this moment of Chen Pingping's accusation, Emperor Qing finally spoke indifferently, and said the first sentence, "I didn't need to look for anyone, and I didn't look for anyone."
Chen Pingping looked at him with pitiful and disdainful eyes, and said: "In the end, when it comes to Wuzhu, he is the person who is the least likely to leave her side, but he just left the capital at that time. There is no doubt that this is my The most incomprehensible thing these years is that as long as Wu Zhu is by her side, no matter who is in this world, it will be very difficult to kill her."
Emperor Qing's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he remained silent.
"Your Majesty, I have always been suspicious of you, and I have always been suspicious of Fan Jian. I still don't know who did this among the few partners back then." Chen Pingping's lips drooped, He said slowly: "However, it wasn't until many years later that Wu Zhu told me that he met a person in the alley outside Fan's mansion. He killed that person and was seriously injured himself. I didn't realize it. matter."
"There are too few people in this world who can hurt Wuzhu, except for the four great masters." Chen Pingping said calmly, "So I judge that another messenger from the temple has come to the world."
"Since people from the temple can come at that moment, they can also come here twenty-two years ago. You and I both know that only people from the temple can make Wu Zhu so vigilant, and even leave her side, Make sure that no one from the temple comes close to her."
"The assassination by the people from the temple at the booth outside Fan's mansion was aimed at Fan Xian, but it was Wu Zhu who was hurt. That's because Your Majesty, you have always wanted to know where Wu Zhu is." Chen Pingping said: "And the first Once someone from the temple appeared, targeting her, but it was still Wu Zhu who was transferred away."
"Wuzhu seems to be a wall, a wall that only the temple can shake and mobilize." Chen Pingping suddenly laughed, and said: "Although there were only two times, both times were too coincidental. season."
"Your Majesty, I know you have always been afraid of the fifth child." Chen Pingping's eyes became indifferent, she looked at Emperor Qing quietly and said, "Ever since Fan Xian entered Beijing, you have always wanted to know the real whereabouts of Wu Zhu, fortunately... Fan Xian has been hiding it from me all the time, so naturally you don't know, Your Majesty."
"Why are you so afraid of Lao Wu?" Chen Pingping's lips curled up slightly, and she laughed mockingly, "Are you afraid that Lao Wu will come to the palace with that iron rod to kill you if he knows what happened back then? Five Supremes, are there still people who are afraid?"
His Majesty the Emperor suddenly laughed, shook his head and said: "No, it's just that people like Lao Wu should not exist in this world, and they will return to where they came from. You may not know that Anzhi was in Danzhou back then. When I was young, I asked Uncle Liuyun to visit Lao Wu once, as long as Lao Wu has not fully awakened, he will not pose any threat to me."
"This is your usual opinion. Monsters like Grand Master shouldn't exist in this world." Chen Pingping said indifferently: "So I'm curious, then why are you still alive and don't commit suicide? "
These words were very vicious, but the emperor's face did not tremble in the slightest. Perhaps that emotion was brewing in his heart, but it still did not erupt at this time.
Chen Pingping did not show the slightest timidity, and still said indifferently: "Back then you transferred all of us, and you picked that idiot Queen to go crazy, and then let Qin Ye watch and manipulate, and the murder in Taiping Hospital happened. Simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult, as long as there is a problem in one of the links, she...may still not die."
"A plan that is simple and powerful enough to have no flaws, probably only you, Your Majesty, can create it in this world."
Chen Pingping lightly stroked the smooth armrest of the wheelchair, sighed and said, "Especially about the people coming from the temple, until now, I still haven't figured out why, why the temple will act according to your plan."
"Perhaps it's because your purpose is the same. You all want her to be silently erased as a proud character." Chen Pingping looked at Emperor Qing with a slight sarcasm.
Emperor Qing was silent for a long time, did not refute this inference, but said with a gentle smile: "You old dog, you have been thinking about how to harm people all your life, it is not difficult to figure out these things, I just never thought that you would I’ve never forgotten about it.”
"However." He said emphatically, "Zhen... didn't kill her."
"Yes, you didn't kill her." Chen Pingping laughed in an extremely weird way, "Of course our great emperor would not personally kill the woman who has helped rebuild Qing. Of course you wouldn't kill her." To kill the great benefactor who helped Lao Li's family sit on the dragon chair, of course you would not kill the woman you admire the most in your heart, and of course you would not kill your son's biological mother."
"Blood is very difficult to wash off. Of course you won't let the blood flow on your hands." Chen Pingping frowned very tightly, and her voice was forced from the depths of her chest, with a chill, "Your hands are still white." , you are always incomparably bright and correct, the only ones with blood on their hands are those stupid or violent people under the dragon chair... "
"We avenged her and wiped out all the stubborn princes and nobles in Qing Dynasty. How much blood was shed in the capital that night? That night, the queen and all the relatives of the queen mother were killed. Are you smiling happily?" Chen Pingping asked quietly. Said: "All the light is poured into your body, and all the darkness and shamelessness are attributed to your subjects and relatives. There is nothing better than this in the world."
"Of course you didn't kill her." Chen Pingping pursed her lips, coughed softly, and said slowly, "Because you never moved a finger... Especially after the death of the old Qin family, no one in the world knows what happened back then. Everything in the dark, no one has evidence, saying that you, Your Majesty, personally manipulated the Taiping Hospital murder."
"However..." The old lame man in a black wheelchair shook his head slightly, "You can never convince yourself, nor me, nor change the fact... Twenty-two years ago, you killed Killed her, killed a great... no, just a lonely woman who just gave birth to your son and was at the weakest moment of her life."
"The most despicable and shameless thing in the world is this." After Chen Pingping said the last sentence, her whole body became exhausted. She leaned back on the black wheelchair and slowly closed her eyes.
The emperor also slowly closed his eyes, his calm face turned pale, he said softly after a long silence: "Yes, I killed her."
Immediately, he opened his eyes, with calmness and solemnity in his eyes, and said, "So what?"
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(After writing the last four words, so what, I suddenly felt very cold. I don’t know if it’s because of the cold wave... I’m writing here, and I won’t write today. I’ve been writing these days Emotions, so the emotions and the plot must be controlled within a certain rhythm. The last conversation between the emperor and Chen Pingping in the imperial study room is a very important and extremely important process, and I have to write it carefully.
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