The imperial study room became quiet again. From the darkest moment before dawn, to the morning sun jumping out of the earth, to the warm morning light being covered by dark clouds, and the pattering autumn rain falling down like catkins, during such a period of time, the voice in the imperial study, Just like the weather, sometimes big and sometimes small, sometimes violent, sometimes quiet like an iceberg, the atmosphere here is even more so, sometimes tense and harsh, sometimes silent and iron-blooded, sometimes recalling the past and feeling at a loss, sometimes talking about the past and feeling cold.
His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Kingdom and Chen Pingping were not ordinary monarchs and ministers, and the war between these two was also very different from ordinary wars in terms of situation. Up to this moment, Chen Pingping was just talking, maybe it was just the heart represented by the words, holding up a straw and stabbing, hoping to pierce the bleeding point of the other party's tender and tender heart, and pierce a fresh wound. .
An unhealthy pallor lingered under Emperor Qing's cheeks for a long time, refusing to dissipate. His eyes were cloudy, no, it should be said to be very hollow, slightly thin cheeks, matched with his expression and eyes at this time , seemed extraordinarily indifferent.
No one knew what kind of turmoil was going on in Emperor Qing's heart at this time. He just looked at Chen Pingping quietly, and after a long silence, he said slowly: "Why do you monitor... Zhen?"
He said indifferently: "I have given up everything in the world, what is it that I am looking for, how have you ever understood?"
This is a kind of disdain for the old black dog as an emperor. However, Chen Pingping rested her hands on the armrests of the black wheelchair naturally, and looked at him lightly, with indifference and disdain in her eyes. The indifference and disdain for each other between the monarch and the minister permeated the entire imperial study.
"Your Majesty, no matter how powerful you are, and no matter how powerful the Qing Kingdom is, you still can't change a fact, the fact that you are least willing to admit." Chen Pingping slightly lowered her eyes and said, "The strength of the Qing Kingdom ultimately depends on her legacy. If she hadn't left the internal treasury to continuously send the blood that the court depends on for survival, if she hadn't left the Overwatch Council to help His Majesty control the balance in the court, I have been fighting for years in Daqing, how could you let the Qing Kingdom support it to the end? Now?"
"You want to prove that without her, you can still do things to the best, even better than when she was still alive." Chen Pingping slowly raised her head, and said in a hoarse voice: "You want to lift the cover of her The sky above your head, but in fact, you just proved that you have to rely on her."
"You are not as good as her." Chen Pingping said calmly and naturally, piercing the deepest part of the emperor's heart.
The emperor suddenly remembered that on that thunderstorm night three years ago, in the Guangxin Palace not far behind, he once pinched Li Yunrui's throat with his own hands, and said to the most beautiful sister: "You can't compare to Ye Qingmei!" .”
His heart moved slightly, his face turned slightly pale, his thin and ruthless lips were tightly pressed, and he said indifferently: "History must be written by living people after all. I am alive and she is dead. That is enough."
"So, why do you need to explain, Your Majesty? You just need to admit your cold-bloodedness, ruthlessness, hypocrisy, and inferiority..." A smile appeared on Chen Pingping's face, "That's enough."
"Is she really a fairy? She doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, and is merciful?" The emperor suddenly said with a slight mockery: "Or is it that in your heart, you only allow yourself to imagine her as such a character? No, it's not just you, Including Fan Jian, including that trash Prince Jing, and probably including An Zhi, all of you think that I am ruthless, but presumptuously relying on your own imagination, you have painted too many golden borders on her body."
"She is not alone, nor is she a fairy, nor is she a god who came to save the world." The emperor sighed faintly, his brows gradually frowned, and he said slowly: "She is just you people, no, in the past including I am also included, she is just the imagination of us people, I often wonder if this woman has never appeared at all, but just let our imaginations come together to form such a person?"
Chen Pingping shook her head coldly: "You know it's not true."
"But it's still imagination!" The emperor's face turned cold, and he looked at Chen Pingping with slightly raised lips and said, "You trash, you have invested all the beautiful imaginations of the world on her, so she is shining in your hearts." Incomparable, not even a trace of shadow can be found."
"Bingxue is smart, but has no scheming, compassionate, but is not a childish woman ignorant of world affairs, but a doer with practical means to do it." The emperor continued with cold eyes: "What kind of person is this? A A person without any flaws and loopholes, is such a person... still a person?"
He suddenly laughed, sadly and hostilely: "Unfortunately, there is no such person in the world. She is just a mortal, an ordinary person who can be happy, angry, brilliant, dark, scheming, and scheming. What is the difference between her and me?"
"Your Majesty." Chen Pingping shook her head slowly, "If she is really the kind of person you imagined, how could she die at your hands?"
"Really?" The emperor's pupils shrank slightly, and he laughed strangely, "Hahahaha... everyone becomes their own king? Such an arrogant idea, the Overwatch Council is supposed to supervise me...I didn't know until today that it turns out that She was the one who stayed behind to watch me, you old black dog! If she didn't doubt me, if she didn't take precautions against me, how could she leave such a sentence?"
"Wrong, Your Majesty." Chen Pingping said with a dull expression, "No matter who sits on the dragon chair, my Overwatch Council will supervise him. This is not evidence that she was wary of you from the beginning and wanted to deal with you."
"What about the domineering technique!" For some reason, the emperor's tone suddenly became extremely dark and deep. Although the voice was a little louder, it made people feel that there was no warmth at all. Like Nian's sword, it pierces all around the Imperial Study Room.
The emperor's face was not distorted, but there was a hint of coldness in his empty eyes, and he said word by word: "When she taught me the overbearing formula, I thought she was thinking that there was a great master in each of the Northern Qi and Dongyi regions. , she made this decision, and I am deeply grateful... With this domineering technique, I will take you, Ye Zhong, and Wang Zhikun across the battlefield, sweeping all directions, and a rare defeat, but who would have expected that this The so-called supreme cultivation technique hides a supreme evil intention behind it!"
The emperor's voice became extremely cold after being out of anger, "During the first Northern Expedition, I noticed that the domineering true energy in my body was a little ready to move, and I became restless, but things must be done. Qingfeng fought continuously in the northern mountains, but at this moment, hidden dangers broke out, and my... meridians were cut off!"
Chen Pingping remained silent. He was one of the people who knew the history best. The Northern Expedition was difficult back then. Master Zhan Qingfeng used his troops to the extreme. The Wei soldiers were especially strong. Nanqing ventured northward with tens of thousands of troops. choose. However, the Great Wei was already rotten, and the people were in dire straits. If one wanted to change the general trend of the world, thereby creating a new situation and future possibilities, it was inevitable that Nanqing would send troops.
Emperor Qing, who was His Royal Highness at the time, led the army to march north, while Chen Pingping stayed in the initial Overwatch Council. On the one hand, he wanted to ensure the safety of the capital, and on the other hand, he also kept a distance from the battlefield to ensure a calm gaze. decision making.
It was originally a situation where the enemy was strong and we were weak, but when the battle was at its most intense, when Zhan Qingfeng led an army to encircle the Qing army on the outskirts of Xiaoshan Mountain, the commander of the Qing army, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, was seriously injured, his meridians all over his body were cut off, and he lay in a frozen state. Can't move in the marching camp!
Although Ye Zhong, who was the deputy general at the time, and Wang Zhikun, the young officer of the personal military battalion, stood up at the most critical moment, but Nanqing was already in a weak position on the battlefield, and the commander suddenly couldn't take things seriously. In an instant, Zhan Qingfeng's army advanced, The Nanqing army was beaten to pieces, and the prince was also trapped in the mountains.
It was at that time that Chen Pingping led the black cavalry of the Overwatch Council to complete their first thousand-mile dash that shocked the world. They tore a big hole in the net woven by the Wei army camp, and took infinite risks to kill the prince. , that is, the current Emperor Qing was rescued.
Needless to say, the journey was difficult, and the black cavalry was almost wiped out before rescuing His Majesty the Emperor today. At that time, Chen Pingping had a doubt in her heart, what kind of strange injury did His Majesty suffer? There were no major wounds on the outside, but all the meridians inside were broken, turning him into a disabled person.
Over the years, Chen Pingping had guessed something, and Fan Xian had once faced the danger of nearly severing his meridian, so he naturally knew the origin of His Majesty's strange and terrifying injury that day.
Presumably it is the dangerous threshold that will inevitably appear after the overbearing kung fu has been practiced to a certain level.
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"I can't move my body, I can't see my eyes, I can't speak with my mouth. If there are countless sharp knives in my body, they are constantly cutting my internal organs, my flesh and blood." The emperor's eyes were blank, and he said indifferently: "That kind of pain, that kind of despair, that kind of loneliness, that kind of darkness is beyond your imagination. I have always been strong in my mind, but at that time, I couldn't help but have the idea of suicide... But even a small I can't even move my fingers, I want to die... but I can't even die."
The corners of the emperor's lips were slightly raised, and he laughed self-deprecatingly, "What a sad and miserable end." He glanced at Chen Pingping lightly, "If you hadn't saved me at all costs that day, maybe I would have died at that time. "
Chen Pingping remained silent, did not sarcastically, and responded.
The emperor's nostrils twitched slightly, and he took a deep breath indifferently: "However, God has never abandoned me. After months of suffering like this, I finally woke up. Not only did I wake up, I finally broke through the overbearing art. That pass."
The emperor's voice trembled slightly. Decades had passed. When he thought of the terrible pass, which was beyond the reach of human beings, his strong heart still couldn't stop shaking.
He lowered his head, looked at Chen Pingping slightly mockingly and said, "What exactly is she trying to do by passing on this terrible skill to me?"
"I asked her how to break through the barrier, and she said she didn't know." The emperor suddenly laughed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a chill came out from the gap, "She doesn't know! She created Kuhe and Sigu The sword created me, but she actually said...she didn't know!"
"She wants to take this vital point of me, and wants me to listen to her and agree to her for the rest of my life." The corners of the emperor's lips curled up strangely, and he said sarcastically, "But... how can I be such a person, I have passed this At the juncture of life and death, I also took everything in this world lightly, and finally understood that this dazzling woman in your eyes actually has her most cruel part. Since the sky will not abandon me, how can I abandon myself?"
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After listening to Emperor Qing's words, Chen Pingping smiled slightly, and after sighing, she continued to show that slightly restrained smile to the end, shaking her head and laughing hoarsely: "Suspicious, suspicious...Your Majesty There's probably never been a way out of that in my life."
Chen Pingping's laughter was vicissitudes and sadness. He looked at the emperor quietly and said, "Excuses are always just excuses. Maybe you thought so, Your Majesty. However, Fan Xian has also practiced now. If it wasn't for Haitang to help him, only I'm afraid he will also fall into that hellish pass."
"Tianyi's mentality, she already has it in her hands." The emperor slowly closed his eyes.
"But it is possible to stay in the realm of the ninth rank forever." Chen Pingping said with a slight mockery: "Are you willing?"
Without waiting for the emperor to answer, he waved his hand lightly, sighed and said: "There is no need to bring up the past. Since you can doubt her, you can naturally doubt everyone in the world. It's just... this kind of doubt." It might seem too ridiculous."
Since it was ridiculous, of course he had to laugh, so Chen Pingping laughed, leaning back and forth in the black wheelchair, muddy tears were about to be squeezed out of his old eyes.
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"I just want you, old dog, to know before you die that what you remember is just a illusory illusion." The emperor opened his eyes, got rid of his memories, looked at Chen Pingping coldly and said: "You It's my dog, but I want to ask me for her, I want you to know that the mistress you loyally guard is not a spotless fairy."
Chen Pingping stopped smiling, her shoulders sank slightly, and she replied after a moment of silence: "This old slave is not a saint who takes the world as his own responsibility, nor is he qualified to be a saint. I accused His Majesty earlier, not for the sake of the world, nor for the sake of the world. There is no pity, but this is her last wish... Yes, Your Majesty, the reason we meet today is not for the common people in the world, but for personal grievances."
He raised his head and looked at the emperor calmly: "If you kill her, I will avenge her. This is a personal revenge, not some kind of bullshit. It's just a very simple thing that doesn't need to carry any other meaning. I I don't care what kind of person she is, whether it is a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, or a little witch with ulterior motives inside, what does it matter?"
"Her name is Ye Qingmei, that's enough." Chen Pingping looked at the emperor and said slowly.
The emperor looked at the old comrade in the wheelchair, and after a long, long time, he sighed softly, with a smile on his face, but this smile represented a deeper meaning. In his eyes, this old black dog already dead.
"This is a very deformed and wild emotion." The emperor said indifferently: "To monitor the king of a country, an eunuch is obsessed with a woman. It turns out that you have gone crazy many years ago."
"Of course, I have to admit that I have been deceived by you for many years... The Overwatch Council is indeed a bit tricky in the hands of an old dog like you. The entire Overwatch Council today only knows that there is Chen Pingping, but it does not know that there is an emperor. This It is due to my indulgence to you, but it is also your ability. It's just that I don't understand, why do you raise the knife of revenge to me, and what ability do you have?"
The emperor looked at Chen Pingping with slight disdain, took the cup of cold tea that he hadn't drunk for a long time from his side, and took a sip slowly.
Chen Pingping also took the cup of tea that was still warm from the front of the armrest of the wheelchair, moistened her dry lips, and responded softly after a while: "Presumably Yan Bingyun is already cleaning up the Overwatch Council for His Majesty at this time."
The emperor stared at the clear yellow tea in the teacup, condensed slightly, and then returned to nature.
"Since I'm returning to Beijing alone, I naturally don't want the entire Qing Kingdom to be plunged into turmoil because of the old slave's revenge." Chen Pingping said, "So I don't care about Yan Bingyun's place."
"You came here to die just to scold me a few words?" There was an elusive smile on the corner of the emperor's lips.
"Your Majesty understands me, that's why you gossip with me who is destined to die for so long." Chen Pingping said with a smile: "Because you don't know who my last backhand is, so you have to keep talking with me until I put myself Finish what you want to say."
"At this point, I've finished speaking. I want to see what cards you haven't revealed." The emperor smiled gently. At this time, he had already got rid of the previous turmoil and emotions brought about by the past, and returned to calmness. And the appearance of a powerful emperor.
Chen Pingping did not answer, but looked at His Majesty meaningfully, and suddenly asked another question: "I have done so many things in the past twenty years, don't you understand, Your Majesty?"
The emperor's fingers slowly turned his head to touch the celadon teacup, but his eyes slowly fell on the ground. There were several files lying peacefully on the ground beside the black wheelchair, which recorded how Chen Pingping had been doing all these years. Step by step, all the relatives around the emperor were driven to the opposite of him.
"The fire in the Huichun Hall was set in the courtyard. The imperial doctor was killed by the old slave, and the countryman also ended up in the same way. As for the medicine used by His Royal Highness, Fei Jie prepared it himself. Of course, Fei Jie has already He has already left this continent, so even if His Majesty wants to punish him with death, there must be no other way." Chen Pingping looked at the emperor indifferently and mercilessly, and said word by word, "I was the one who stood aside for the affair between the eldest princess and the prince. Stand on the sidelines and give a little help, but do everything possible to let Your Majesty know."
The emperor's finger that turned the teacup stopped.
"There was a thunderstorm that night, and His Majesty must have lost his composure in Guangxin Palace. Although this old servant did not see it with his own eyes, as long as he thought of it, this old servant felt comforted." The wrinkles on Chen Pingping's face melted away. He seemed extremely comforted, "Your Majesty, why are you so angry that the eldest princess is having an affair with the prince? Did you always think that this sister should belong to you? However, you have only been suppressing the idea of a wise king that prevents you from torturing yourself?"
"Who knew that the prince did it." Chen Pingping laughed in a deep and sharp voice, "The prince did what you couldn't do. How can you not be angry? How can they not die?"
"The crown prince is dead, the eldest princess is dead, the queen is dead, the queen mother is dead, and the second child is also dead." Chen Pingping stared at the emperor fiercely, "All the relatives around you are waiting for you. You are the most selfish and vicious monarch in the world, and I will let your relatives die because of your selfishness."
The emperor's fingers holding the teacup trembled slightly, hitting the cup lightly, making a crisp voiceless sound.
Chen Pingping's voice was crisper, colder, and colder than this voice: "I don't have any trump card, I just want to go back to the palace to tell you. You let her die alone so coldly back then, and I can let you do the same." Smell the smell of loneliness, and then die in this torture... Maybe I can't kill you, but keeping you alive like this, isn't it the most beautiful and complicated way?"
"I still have a few good sons." The emperor said slowly: "You actually want to kill that kid, the third child. I... have to marvel at the coldness and hatred in your heart."
Chen Pingping said indifferently: "Anyone with the surname Li in this palace deserves to die."
"Where's Anzhi?" The emperor's fingers tapping on the celadon teacup suddenly stopped, and he frowned slightly and mocked: "He is the son of Zhen and Qingmei, you are so loyal to her, why would you want to kill her over and over again?" He? I'm afraid that An Zhihe still thinks that you are the elder who loves him the most, but he never thought that, including the sniper killing in the valley, including the follow-up of the hanging temple incident, he was almost killed by a dagger, and everyone It was all arranged by you."
After Chen Pingping was silent for a moment, she said in a low, extremely cold tone: "Fan Xian is just a bastard... What qualifications do you have to be her son's father? Fan Xian's existence is a shameful brand to her. It hurts me to look at him."
The emperor laughed, and his laughter was full of resentment: "Very well, you are indeed a perverted eunuch... If I just kill you like this, wouldn't it be too much for you?"
"How to die has never been a problem." Chen Pingping looked at the emperor mockingly and said, "I only know that my revenge has been successful, and that is enough."
The emperor's hand holding the cup hovered in mid-air, and after a while, he said quietly: "I still have three sons..."
"But since I'm back in Beijing, I'm afraid that none of your three sons will be your sons anymore." Chen Pingping's pupils gradually narrowed, and she shrillly laughed with a hint of cold pleasure: "I will die in Your Majesty's hands." How would Fan Xian think of you? How would the boss think of you? How can you explain it to Fan Xian? Could it be that I was trying to avenge her mother? Then how would you explain to him what happened back then?"
Chen Pingping's shrunken eyes and pupils were chilly, and his face gradually turned pale due to excitement or other emotions. He stared at the emperor and said word by word: "Your Majesty, you will definitely betray everyone. In loneliness, look at the land of this world. , but... nothing."
Looking at the land of the world, but having nothing, what a vicious curse and hatred! The emperor's body trembled slightly, and his complexion gradually turned pale again. He looked at Chen Pingping with a powerful gaze, and said coldly, "How dare you!"
When the emperor uttered these two words, it meant that he already knew about Chen Pingping's 20-year-long complex, and finally gradually embarked on an irreversible road to success. Both Fan Xian and the eldest prince had a very close relationship with Chen Pingping, but if Emperor Qing wanted to explain something to these two sons, he would have to touch the story of Chun many years ago, so he couldn't open it at all.
Could it be that the strongest monarch in the world could only grow old and die while his sons watched him with anger and hatred
Emperor Qing's complexion was pale, and he felt endless cold and anger in his heart. He looked at Chen Pingping's equally pale face, and knew that the other party had already calculated everything that would follow. A dark attack.
The imperial study room fell into a deathly silence, and the autumn rain outside was still falling slowly, moistening the dry ground in the palace and the cracks in the bluestone slabs. The imperial study room was equipped with glass windows made in the inner library, and the carved patterns on the windows looked like human faces, watching the last conversation between Qing, the monarch and his ministers.
"You beg to die, but I don't want to let you die easily." The emperor's face was pale, his eyes were bleary, like a god suppressing his anger, he said indifferently and calmly: "I will escort you to the Meridian Gate, I want you to be naked before all people, I want everyone in the world to know that you, an old black dog, are an eunuch without a penis, a deformity that shames your ancestors... I want to let countless people Stare at your thighs, and see how you, a vicious eunuch, use the rotten meat between your legs to construct these vicious plots."
Emperor Qing's words were very light, but filled with endless resentment, endless humiliation, and endless anger, he said indifferently: "I will cut you into pieces and die by death, and I will let the people of the entire Qing Kingdom , tearing off the flesh of your body one by one, and then buried your skull next to the three major squares, so that you can watch helplessly how I killed her first, then you, and then used her to stay behind The thing that kills the country, dominates the world, and achieves an unworldly foundation."
"I want you to know that I can kill you, and I want you to watch all of this helplessly, but there is nothing I can do. Let you cry, struggle, and regret in the underworld..."
The emperor's face became paler and paler, but his voice became calmer and calmer, his pupils became more and more cloudy, and he looked less and less like a living person.
Sitting in a black wheelchair, Chen Pingping's face was also very pale. He knew that the gene of a lunatic also ran in the blood of His Majesty the Emperor, and he also knew what kind of tragic end he would face under the mad anger of His Majesty.
The two monarchs and ministers used each other's words to cut each other's hearts, and cut each other bloody, and there was not a single intact part of their bodies. Like two pale ghosts devouring each other's souls.
Chen Pingping slowly and with difficulty put the teacup on the ground, and then held the front of the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, with her elbows as the axis, and her two forearms rested calmly and comfortingly on the black and smooth armrest. , He didn't think about anything, just repeated the habitual action that he had repeated countless times over the years.
His eyes once again passed His Majesty's pale face, thin and strong shoulders, looking directly at the wall behind the royal study, as if he had seen through the wall, directly saw the small building in the harem, and saw the portrait , the back of the woman in the yellow shirt on the portrait is extremely desolate and lonely, looking at the scene of the river and the people building embankments at the foot of the mountain, she was speechless for a long time.
Chen Pingping was speechless for a long time, he thought to himself, this is good, this is good.
"Little Ye Zi?" There was a strange smile on the corner of his lips, as if he saw the appearance of that little girl emerging from the air behind the imperial study.
The little girl looked at herself in distress, and asked, "Are you really a eunuch? Then we are called sisters, or what should we do?"
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His Majesty the Emperor heard these three words from Chen Pingping, Xiao Yezi... This name has been hidden in his heart for many years. This name is like a curse, which has always kept him from getting rid of it. Although he may not think of it for a long time, but Once he realizes that he has not forgotten that face, that person will appear out of nowhere, looking at him with a trace of doubt, sadness, and disdain.
Subconsciously, he followed Chen Pingping's gaze and turned his head slightly, and then he heard a loud noise.
Boom! There was a strong wind in the imperial study room, and two violent airflows mixed with powerful gunpowder, iron sand, and steel balls violently blasted towards Emperor Qing's body.
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(Emperor Qing is a doctor, so it is not so easy to die. Sister Pingping is a persistent person. His revenge has actually been accomplished a lot in the past. He has done his best within his ability, and the direction of his revenge It's quite correct. As for what he said was only to help Fan Xian in the end, I think everyone knows it.
This chapter basically scans the mental journey of the emperor and Chen Pingping over the years, and you should be able to deduce and feel many places that are not detailed. I originally wanted to finish writing this paragraph today, at least until the emperor dealt with Sister Pingping, instead of stopping here, as if deliberately losing my appetite. However, I was really powerless. I wrote it for five or six hours. I was too tired. I will continue tomorrow. Also, Chen Pingping is a man, we will not call him sister Pingping in the future, and finally follow the rules and sincerely call for monthly tickets to everyone. ) (, if you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the genuine version!)