The night in the capital city is full of joy and enthusiasm, but the imperial city is another scene...
Remnant autumn, winter solstice, cloudy and cold.
The remnant autumn is like a knife, and the imperial city is like a knife.
The palace is indifferent, and the royal family is also indifferent.
The sky is ruthless, and the minister has no tears!
On the edge of the cold plum blossom, the dawn wind and the waning moon, no one sleeps tonight!
Where is my dream tonight
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The winter plums outside Guangxin Palace grew white buds one after another, but they did not bring a trace of tenderness to Guangxin Palace.
The white weft yarn swayed back and forth with the breeze that squeezed through the door, like the delicate hands of a princess caressing the thin front of the bed.
Huang Yi is standing beside the eldest princess. He has always been the most trusted person of the eldest princess.
Because he is a confidant, he must be a very resourceful person.
Because he is extremely resourceful, the eldest princess will entrust Junshan Society to him.
He has always known that it is not easy for a person to survive.
The hardship of making a living and the pressure behind being rich are not as simple as people imagine.
He knows that a person has to use his hard work and honesty in exchange for his own way of life.
This is an impossible path!
So he was able to survive.
Intrigues and deceptions, living a life of treachery.
The price for his survival was to send away the Junshan Club that he had accumulated over ten years of hard work.
That's forty-seven lives!
Forty-seven killers handed over to Dahongpao!
Thinking of this, his heart was filled with hatred and heartache.
Since Dahongpao was born, he has been very low-key, low-key enough!
Why did that Dahongpao, who was so powerful with one sword, still find him
He was trembling all over, but his back was already soaked.
He is afraid, what he is afraid of is not Dahongpao, but the eldest princess.
He felt that even Dahongpao was nothing in front of the eldest princess.
The eldest princess let him live because there was a Junshan Society behind him. Now that the Junshan Society is gone, what value is there for him to live
"It's a pity, isn't it?" The eldest princess lazily half-lyed on the low couch, as if she didn't care about Huang Yi who rushed back to the capital overnight.
Huang Yi didn't dare to talk too much, he understood the eldest princess' temper!
The eldest princess is crazy!
Hysterical madness!
There are only interests in her eyes, naked interests!
"Do you think Junshanhui is the only one I have?" The eldest princess's voice was still lazy.
But it was like a gust of cold wind blowing in Huang Yi's ears, and he felt that there were tiny bumps in his ears.
cold! Extremely cold! So cold that I shiver, shiver!
"A tree can grow luxuriantly and densely, then its roots will be deeper than any other tree!"
Life is extremely small at this moment, Huang Yi didn't want to die, he replied cautiously: "Princess means..."
"No other meaning! Let me ask you, where do the roots of the big tree grow?" The eldest princess looked at her number one counselor with a half-smile, and after a long time, her crimson lips parted slightly.
Huang Yi lowered his eyebrows for a moment, and finally suddenly realized that he patted his thigh!
It's like the aunt in the kindergarten is giving the child an enlightenment education. Fortunately, this child is smart and clever enough.
The roots of big trees grow underground!
So will the roots in the ground be seen
People have always only lamented the lushness of trees.
However, who can see the roots that provide nourishment for the tree
As long as the roots are not broken, branches will still grow in spring.
As long as the roots are not extinct, what does it matter if Junshan will be extinct
This is a very simple truth, as long as you are a smart person, you can understand it!
Is Huang Yi smart
Apparently he is!
He is very smart, so he will not ask where the eldest princess's roots are buried!
He only needs to know one thing!
He still has his own roots, and what he has lost is only Junshanhui.
Huang Yi's root is his own life, as long as he has life, he is confident that he can organize another Junshan Club.
At this moment, he finally understood that the eldest princess would not kill him, and his life was saved.
He and the eldest princess are actually the same kind of people!
The relationship between people seems to always have a very wonderful phenomenon.
Everyone wants to protect themselves, to protect themselves from being insulted and wronged.
They want others to know that they are not weak, and they want to preserve their dignity.
They always want to protect themselves by hurting others.
I have to say that this is the most effective and convenient way.
If you don't want to be hurt, you have to hurt others.
Only by letting others see that you are afraid can you protect your fragile heart.
But….
They always hurt those closest to them.
Because they can only hurt these people.
They forgot one thing.
When they hurt those closest to them, they also hurt themselves deeply.
Therefore, when they want to protect themselves, they are actually hurt more deeply than others.
They made mistakes and got deeper and deeper.
They want to prove that they are stronger than others, but the stronger they are, the deeper the hurt.
They are empty, and all they get in exchange is power and wealth.
They are lonely, and the more lonely they are, the more they want to prove themselves, and the more they prove themselves, the more they hurt others.
They hate themselves, the more they hate themselves, the more they hurt others!
Hurt those they can only hurt, those closest to them!
The eldest princess is a human being, an almost perfect woman!
She wants to protect herself.
And the only way to protect yourself is to choose to hurt others!
Hurt her only loved ones!
her brother
Her son-in-law
The more hurt the more painful, the more painful the more crazy!
She remembered something from the past, a woman.
More than ten years ago, she formed the Junshan Club for the sake of her elder brother.
The emperor must be aboveboard, and some dark things must be done for him.
Thus, the Overwatch Council was established, and the Junshan Society was established.
She felt that what the Overwatch Council could do, her Junshan Society could do the same.
But!
My emperor's elder brother will always have only one woman in his heart, and will always only have the Overwatch Council.
Never thought of myself, never!
I have done so much, and all I got in exchange was ridicule from everyone.
Laugh at yourself as a woman who can't get married!
Laughing at yourself is a complete lunatic!
She is not reconciled! She found out that the emperor's brother was just using her!
She is afraid! She was afraid that her fate would be the same as that woman's.
She was afraid that she would be locked in a stuffy closet like outdated clothes.
"What should I do!" the eldest princess murmured, two lines of tears could not help but hang on her face.
She suddenly yelled, "What on earth am I doing this for?"
She was laughing, with two lines of tears hanging down her face.
She is going crazy!
The maid at the side was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground in a hurry, not even daring to raise her head.
"The cold moon is as soft as water, and the palace is as clean as silver.
The thin shirt is full of tears and tears, full of love? "(Take an ax at the class door)
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The news of the Junshan Society also reached the other side of the palace at the same time.
Junshan Club!
This name has not appeared in the ears of the emperor for a long time.
The emperor put down the vermilion pen in his hand, and sighed in a daze.
This matter finally broke out!
In the eyes of the emperor, starting a business and keeping a business are completely different things.
When starting a business, what is needed is violence!
We need people who can work hard and dare to work hard.
Use violence to control violence! Let others think you are scary, then your chances of winning will increase by 10%!
The emperor naturally knew what kind of organization Junshan would be like.
But he never mentioned it, no one knew Junshan would be his! It was as if Junshanhui had never appeared before.
There are only two kinds of talents in the world.
However, toughness and calmness are always opposites, just like fire and water.
What you need when starting a business is fire!
A fire that burns everything!
Only after everything is burned out will new rules and powers sprout slowly.
The Junshan Club used to do many things for him that others couldn't, but if they keep it now, it will only add trouble.
Because no matter what, Junshan will use violence to solve it!
The emperor has learned that there are more satisfying things than killing people.
What he wants now is not the dead.
The dead cannot kneel down to him and respect him!
Because he has already discovered that taking the life of the other party is not beneficial to him at all.
However, being able to gain the respect and obedience of others is a huge benefit!
Killing is not the only way to make others respect and obey.
Junshan will never understand this truth, and neither will the eldest princess.
The emperor sighed again.
When a person starts a business, there are always some ulterior secrets.
Junshan will know too many secrets... .
Knowing the secret can be a good thing, as it can raise your stakes and get you more deals.
However, knowing too many secrets will only kill you! And death is ugly, death is notorious!
The demise of the Junshan Society affected the hearts of all the power holders in the palace.
Tonight the stars, tonight the wind, no one sleeps in the imperial city tonight.
In the second year of Yuqing, the third day of February.
The year is the month and the day is the day
Auspicious: Empty the grave
Taboo: get married and travel far
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The red lanterns at the gate of Baoyue Tower in Beijing are still brightly lit.
Crimson lights are beckoning people, come here for a crimson night.
The third day of February is an unlucky day, and it is also a very unlucky day on the zodiac.
But this doesn't stop the grandpa from coming to Baoyuelou to have fun.
Taboos and appropriate things are an illusory thing.
If you believe it, you will work, if you don't believe it, you will not work.
What's more, this is Baoyue Building!
The Baoyue Building is being squeezed and broken down every day!
Everyone in the capital knows that the most popular singer in Baoyuelou is Shi Qing'er.
You can afford the price, but you may not be able to see Shi Qing'er.
Miss Sang, the treasurer of Baoyuelou, clenched her fists and expressed apologetic expression, which had already disappointed these father-in-laws who even dreamed of seeing Shi Qing'er.
Shi Qing'er won't welcome guests tonight!
Come here with excitement, and return with disappointment.
The gentlemen comforted each other a few words, sent off some, and agreed to continue to wait tomorrow night.
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The crescent moon is like a hook, and the early spring is slightly cold.
The dawn wind blows the decayed grass, and the two sides of the strait are deserted.
An unknown bird flew over from a distance and landed on a wooden post beside the still water.
The small building is comfortable and quiet, and the half-tan artificial lake is outside the window.
There is a lake outside the building, a lake photo studio.
Standing by the lake, there are flowers by the lake, and the moon is on the lake.
Wouldn't it be pleasant to stand on the building and embrace the moon across the lake
wonderful! excellent!
Whenever Fan Xian saw the beautiful scenery of Baoyue Tower, he would always lament the talent of his younger brother.
Shi Qing'er knew that an unusual distinguished guest came to the small building tonight.
Because from the moment that person entered Baoyue Tower, shopkeeper Sang's eyes became very strange.
She caressed the Guqin with both hands, and before she moved her fine fingers, she couldn't help but sneak a glance at the person opposite.
It was a young scholar with a pale complexion. The pale complexion was not because of his long hair, but a kind of fear that could make the blood coagulate!
Shi Qing'er was full of thoughts for a moment.
Who is this person
Can you make Sang of the Overwatch Council so weird
What is he afraid of
She is also a smart person, she shouldn't be curious, she will never be curious.
Strong curiosity is worse than killing a cat.
Nian Shusheng raised his sleeve and wiped the faint sweat on his forehead.
He is on pins and needles!
He didn't understand why the eldest princess asked him to come to Baoyue Tower tonight.
From the moment he stepped into Baoyue Building, he could smell the thick black breath in the air.
That's the smell of the Overwatch Council, or Fan Xian's smell!
He shook his head vigorously, trying to tell himself that this was just his hallucination.
The eldest princess just wanted him to come to Baoyue Tower once, it's no big deal.
Maybe it was because the eldest princess wanted to know how Fan Xian would react after Junshan would perish.
The eldest princess sent himself, which is enough to explain his position beside the eldest princess.
Thinking of this, he finally managed to calm down.
Shi Qing'er's piano, singing, and chess are the three famous three masters in the capital, and his personality is even more beautiful.
The piano has moved, and the singing is gentle and moving.
It's like caressing the lover's lips in the sunset, and enjoying the most wonderful feeling of the lover's breath.
Gradually, the small building is full of haziness and ambiguity.
Accompanied by the sound of the piano and the direction of the wind, the singing sound penetrated into Fan Xian's ears.
"It looks like Huang Yi will be sharing the bed with Shi Qing'er tonight.
I really can't figure out why my mother-in-law asked him to come to Baoyuelou at such a critical time.
Is it just to demonstrate to yourself? "
Fan Xian thought about it.
Shi Chanli also thought about it.
Seeing Shi Chanli imitating his own thinking, Fan Xian smiled and said, "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking, if he can't reject Shi Qing'er tonight, he won't be the Huang Yi who came back from Junshan alive."
If Huang Yi dared to stay overnight in Baoyuelou, he would have died in Junshan.
Huang Yi has never been a bold person, never!
Fan Xian took a deep look at Shi Chanli, and smiled again: "It seems that you have learned a lot in these few years."
"Students have to learn."
Shi Chanli arched slightly, and said calmly.
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Huang Yi really didn't dare to stay in Baoyuelou.
It's just that he was even more timid than Fan Xian expected.
He waited until Shi Qing'er fell asleep before he dared to leave.
Because he was afraid that Shi Qing'er would wake up, he didn't dare to make any movement.
"Be careful" has always been Huang Yi's motto.
"Be careful" has brought him a lot of benefits.
Being able to escape from Junshan has a lot to do with his way of handling things.
However, tonight brought him big trouble.
Because of caution, he came out barefoot.
Because of being careful, he could only brave the night wind and try his best to use thin underwear to get the slightest warmth.
The early spring was still cold, and the frost all over the ground made Huang Yi feel as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.
He didn't dare to take the big road, for fear of being discovered by Fan Xian.
The marketplace was dirty, but he had to go.
He was afraid that the eldest princess would blame him, but he was even more afraid of Fan Xian.
Fan Xian, who looks sage on the outside but has a dark heart on the inside.
He left in a hurry, and a few night owls flapped their wings and flew past his head, startling him into a cold sweat.
When he regained his composure, a black shadow appeared by the corner of the wall.
Huang Yi knew that those were not wild cats or dogs.
That black shadow walked on two legs, it was clearly a person! A man who is walking towards himself!
Huang Yi stopped suddenly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
The sound of gums colliding up and down rushed out along with the words, and the alley was empty on both sides facing the walls.
Countless echoes pierced Huang Yi's ears continuously, beating his already tense nerves.
Huang Yi was about to collapse, he already smelled a smell of urine, his crotch was hot, and it was completely wet.
(obscene words)
The person on the opposite side faltered a little, and Huang Yi finally saw clearly through the moonlight.
He let out a long sigh of relief and smiled dumbly, it turned out that he was just a drunkard who was drunk.
Thinking of his gaffe just now, he couldn't help giving himself a soft earcup.
The drunkard seemed to be unable to stand still. Seeing someone in front of him, he wanted to use his drunkenness to lean on the other person.
When Huang Yi noticed his movements, a smoky smell of wine had rushed into his nose.
Huang Yi didn't recognize the drunk, but the drunk was waving to Huang Yi.
Huang Yi frowned, and didn't want to pay attention to this drunk man, but in the end, he couldn't help asking: "You...you looking for me?"
The man hiccupped and said, "I'm just looking for..."
Before finishing a sentence, the person fell down.
Although the man fell down, he was still waving to Huang Yi.
"Do you have something to tell me?" Huang Yi gradually became curious.
The drunk man struggled and nodded vigorously.
Huang Yi approached cautiously and asked, "Tell me."
The drunk man said in a hoarse voice, panting heavily, "I want to...
kill you. "
When it came to killing characters, the drunk suddenly had an extra iron rope in his hand.
The iron rope was naturally wrapped around Huang Yi's throat as if he had eyes.
Huang Yi's breathing stopped immediately, and his whole body was like a newly plucked carrot, bouncing stiffly.
Then, it gradually straightened up, and fell to the ground softly like cotton again.
The drunk man stood up, as if nothing had happened, stumbled, and swayed over Huang Yi who was already stiff and cold.
The third day of February.
Auspicious: Empty the grave
Taboo: get married and travel far
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For Huang Yi, the third day of February is indeed an unlucky day.
late at night.
The air in the south is always slightly humid.
The sun seemed not to be afraid of the cold, shining brightly on the dewy soil.
The houses wrapped in silver gradually began to melt, and the tree buds dripping with dew reflected colorful rays of light in the sun.
In front of the ruined temple, there are two snowmen.
One big and one small.
The big one has already felt the warm sunshine, slowly exuding a vague humidity.
But the little snowman is like solid ice, unable to feel any tenderness.
That's the little finger.
Every winter, when the snow is at its heaviest, he will sit quietly outside the house, feeling the snow falling.
This cold feeling is always hard for him to forget.
He touched it slightly with his fingers, and the snowflakes got into his palm in an instant, just like a girl in love fell into his arms.
Gentle as water, melts at the touch.
He likes this cold feeling, and burying himself in the cold snow can remind him of some unforgettable past events.
At that time, Snowflake was like a hungry wolf, as long as he still had a trace of body temperature, it would take it away without hesitation.
He still vaguely remembered that delicate hand!
The delicate hand passed a hard steamed bun.
Handed to his cold twitching, pale and bloodless mouth.
There is nothing more beautiful than this in the world.
When you are suffering from hunger and cold, and when you are in danger, there is such a hand that exudes holiness, handing over a steamed bun that is more precious than a thousand pieces of gold.
The steamed bun was cold, but it melted the ice, drove away the hungry wolf, and dragged the little finger back from the death line.
The man said softly to Little Finger: "Follow me."
Little Finger followed him without the slightest hesitation.
Xiaozhi didn't know what the man wanted him to do, but a steamed bun could make Xiaozhi go with him without hesitation.
He believed the man, because when he was already delirious from the cold, he suddenly saw something in the man's eyes that he had never seen before.
Little Finger doesn't understand that kind of thing.
He will never understand.
It is the most complex human emotion, and it is also the purest and most sacred.
That's called mercy!
A few days later, Little Finger finally knew the identity of the man.
He is a scholar, he has no name, everyone calls him ring finger!
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Little Finger smiled innocently. He realized that the snow can also change.
How clean and beautiful it is now.
It turns out that the snow will also change.
Of course, the snow is still the same snow, but what has changed is the person and the mood.
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"You don't really think that I killed people, do you?"
Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, looking at Xiao Yan who ran over without even tidying up his clothes after hearing the news.
This is the first time Fan Xian has seen Xiao Yan's embarrassed appearance.
Xiao Yan's behavior is enough to show that Huang Yi's death was not at the right time.
Huang Yi's death at this time made Fan Xian even more passive.
The demise of the Junshan Society has been leaked through Huang Yi's mouth.
And the eldest princess used this incident to subtly convince everyone that the demise of the Junshan Society had something to do with Fan Xian.
Some whimsical ministers actually reported that the Junshan Society was subverted by Fan Xian!
Can Fan Xian subvert the Junshan Society with one hand
This made Fan Xian feel very funny, but he could no longer laugh.
Because, no matter if it was Liu Shi or Fan Shangshu, everyone looked at him strangely.
Even the family members think so, let alone outsiders.
He was a little chilled.
So, Xiao Yan came here.
"I really didn't do this thing!" Fan Xian said in a relaxed tone on purpose, "You shouldn't think that I brought Huang Yi to Baoyuelou to drink flower wine, right?"
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