Taifu Qi was speechless and choked, pulled back his hand, and turned his head to stop looking at Shen Zechuan. He was imprisoned here. For twenty years, he had been crazy and hated everyone outside, but tonight he had to convince himself not to hate the son of his enemy.
"Now..." Taifu Qi said bitterly, "Who else can I kill now!"
Xueluo was silent, and the crows flew away from the branches in the courtyard. The broken curtain in the hall moved with the wind, and Taifu Qi stood up tremblingly, raised his arms staggeringly, and was utterly grief-stricken.
"The overall situation of the world has been decided! If you win the king or lose the bandit, your highness will be overturned from now on. You and I are both the rogue ministers and thieves who have been infamous for thousands of years! Who am I to kill? Splash three feet, what did we do wrong? Forcing the emperor to kill him like this!"
Mrs. Qi was sobbing, trembling and kneeling at the door of the hall, hitting the ground with his head.
"Kill me now too!"
The snowy night was desolate and cold, and no one responded to the empty ancient temple. Master Qi knelt like that, like a decayed and broken Buddha statue, covered with snow like flakes, silent in the late night of this brightly lit Qidu.
Half an hour later, Ji Gang supported Master Qi, and the three sat around the incense table.
"A lot of things happened tonight because of me. I'll take this opportunity to say something happy." Ji Gang picked up his sleeves and said, "Master, Chuan'er was born in the Shen family and is the eighth son of Shen Weishu. In the past, the concubines in the palace of King Jianxing were like water and fire, and the son of Jianxing Shen Zhouji won favor, so he dispatched his concubines out of the palace. Chuaner was seven years old and could not be sent back to Duanzhou to fill the army, so he lived in a different courtyard. She was raised by her mother's maid. But that woman was greedy for money and extravagant, and she often deducted her children's rations. Pingting was in some friendship with his mother, and when she learned of this, she asked me to take Chuan'er back so that we could have a good life."
Mrs. Qi sneered and said, "Shen Wei was originally from the family, and he suffered a lot of injustice in his childhood, and later gave it to his son. It's ridiculous that he prefers direct birth, but he is very close to women. It is a sin to have such a bunch!"
"We have repaired books many times and sent them to the palace, but Shen Wei has never replied. Taifu, look at the eight great masters in Qidu, even the concubines, have never heard of such abandonment." Ji Gang frowned, " Chuan’er followed us in such a confused way. At that time, Mu’er was fifteen years old and was very happy to see his younger brother. Since then, our family of four has settled in Duanzhou, and we have to pay for the military household registration. Good work."
Mrs. Qi was silent for a moment before saying: "You are guilty of leaving the capital, and it is difficult to enter the household. His Highness strictly enforced the Yellow Book of household registration at that time, in order to suppress robbers and strictly prevent civil unrest."
Ji Gang said, "I understand. Grand Master, what happened to Qidu after I left? How did His Royal Highness end up in that situation?"
Master Qi pulled the shattered veil and wrapped it around his shoulders. He said gloomily, "... After you left, Ji Wufan lost his heart as an emperor. Pan Rugui was deeply favored by serving the queen, and he served as the supervisor of ceremonies. Jinyiwei declined because of this. Twelve schools exist in name only. After Ji Wufan's death, Ji Lei took the lead, and since then Dongchang has become Jinyiwei's godfather and no longer has contact with the Donggong. Later, the emperor suddenly fell ill and began to lie on the dragon couch. It was taken care of by the cabinet and the East Palace. Unexpectedly, the Hua family relied on the queen's favor and installed many incompetent people in the court, which caused the resurgence of the bribery of the six departments. The problem of foreign relatives has become a trend, and His Royal Highness The Prince has played many times, but he does not want Pan Rugui to rely on it. Relying on the power of criticizing the red, and controlling the government affairs with the queen, His Highness's book could not be delivered to the imperial front. Not only that, after the emperor fell ill, the empress stopped the cabinet and the East Palace's greetings."
"The eunuch has mistaken the country!" Ji Gang sighed again and again, "If I had known that Pan Rugui had such ambitions, I would not have let my father keep him under the sword!"
"If you kill a Pan Rugui, there will be Pan Ruxi and Pan Ruyi!" Mrs. Qi said mutely, "The harem is involved in politics, and foreign relatives are all over the place. Ji Gang, you don't understand, these are all deep-rooted ills of the Eight Great Families. If you don't get rid of it, this matter will repeat itself again and again! The queen lives in the country for a long time, how can she control the affairs of the court? ."
"But." Shen Zechuan couldn't help asking, "Isn't His Royal Highness the direct descendant of the Central Palace?"
"No." Master Qi bowed his head, "His Royal Highness's biological mother is a concubine in the palace. The Queen has no children and has never given birth. But Your Highness was raised by the Queen in the palace and raised by herself. … There is no father and son in the heavenly family.”
The hall fell silent again.
Ji Gang exhaled a cold breath, and said in a sullen voice, "Because of my alcoholism, my father lost his emperor's heart. If it wasn't for this, His Highness would never be here."
"I thought that with Ji Wufan and you first, Ji Lei would not turn against each other." Master Qi grabbed the veil, and in retrospect said with suffering, "Who knew he..."
"Taofu doesn't know anything," Ji Gang looked at Shen Zechuan, "Chuan'er doesn't know either. My father, Ji Wufan, was the late emperor's acquaintance, and he was also the commander of Jin Yiwei. But my father had sent his wife to die prematurely, and he had no plans to continue the story. So I adopted three sons. In addition to me and Ji Lei, there is also an eldest brother. Because the eldest brother left the capital at an early age, he went to Tianfei Que to serve as a soldier. Ji Lei and I served Jinyiwei and worked together with my father Be filial around you. This set of Ji family boxing and Ji family swords were taught by my father. Later, because of many things, my father thought that Ji Lei’s mental skills were not right, and he was suspected of being flattering, so he only passed on Ji family’s mental methods to me. But think about this passing, our brothers are completely separated from morality. After my father died, Ji Lei swept away his subordinates, and the old people were often released, and Jinyiwei... It is not the Jinyiwei of the past. "
Master Qi murmured: "This is the fate. The staff of the East Palace worked together, but still failed to keep His Highness. The emperor suspected that His Highness was conspiring, but the eight major camps in Qedu were all assumed by the eight families. Jinyiwei found the treason document, He insisted that it was His Highness's actions. Our people went to the imperial prison and died a lot, and those who couldn't bear the punishment relented. The emperor was furious when he was ill, and after listening to Pan Rugui's slander, His Highness had no way out."
Tears were all over his face, and he seemed crazy again.
"His Royal Highness is here, and there is no way out! Why don't you kill me? How can you teach me to survive until now! It's so painful to live, but I haven't rushed to Huangquan for a long time."
He suddenly stared at Shen Zechuan, and his tone became more and more frantic.
"—I'm not reconciled! Years of planning have come to nothing! There are countless casualties among the members of the East Palace, and the grievances of His Highness have not yet been made clear. I'm not reconciled!" He dragged Shen Zechuan's arm again, "You are so young, you still have a chance!"
"Master..." Ji Gang stood up and tried to stop him.
"Can you protect him for a while, can you protect him for the rest of your life!" Master Qi held Shen Zechuan tightly, "Today I forgive your loving father, don't hate him, don't blame him, but you can teach everyone in the world this Do you think so? As long as his surname is Shen, someone will kill him! Can kung fu and martial arts really be able to sit back and relax? Ji Gang, what a martial arts master your father is, didn't he still end up alone and die of illness in the end! All, in this change of power, invisible murder is the most deadly! How can you bear to let him face the jackals, tigers and leopards so naked!"
Ji Gang clenched his fists and said nothing.
Mrs. Qi dragged Shen Zechuan, but knelt down on his knees. He looked at Shen Zechuan and choked with a trembling voice: "I am Qi Huilian from Yuzhou! You don't recognize me, I told you to listen to me, I am, I am Yongyi fifteen years. Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are no more than five people who have even reached the top three. I am a subordinate of the East Palace, I am also the minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and the second assistant of the cabinet. I have taught the prince, and I am teaching you now! I'll teach you everything - okay?"
Shen Zechuan stared at Taifu Qi's eyes, he was unusually calm, and after a brief silence, he knelt on the ground with a "bang", and kowtowed to Taifu Qi three times.
"My husband gave me poetry and books, and I killed my feud for my husband."
* * *
Ge Qingqing went out at Mao Shi and went to Zhaosin Temple. It was cold and snowing on the road, so he clapped his hands and looked for the bun shop as he walked.
Yaoyao heard a few calls, a red silk umbrella was propped up in the snow, and the person under the umbrella swayed slightly towards this side. Those who can wear a red silk umbrella are all nobles of the fifth rank and above.
Ge Qingqing stood on the side of the road, holding a knife and salute. The man walked past him, and the smell of alcohol came from his nostrils.
"Tiqi[1]." The man stopped, stretched out his hand and pulled Ge Qingqing's waist card, looked at Xu Yu, and said, "Where is Ge Baihu going now? It's freezing cold."
Ge Qingqing stared at the man's black boots and replied, "Go back to your lord, I am on duty today, and I should go to the palace."
Xiao Chiye drank all night and was disheveled. He hung the badge and said, "This road doesn't look like going to the palace."
Ge Qingqing raised his head, showing a shy smile, and said, "Second Young Master Jin Gui, I don't know that this civilian alley is messy. From here, you can turn a few civilian alleys to Shenwu Street and go straight to the palace gate."
Xiao Chiye smiled when he heard the words, threw the waist card back to him, and said, "Do you recognize me?"
Ge Qingqing took the card and complimented: "Libei iron cavalry is brave and good at fighting, the prince and the second prince are successful in saving and driving, who can not recognize you. Does the second prince want to go back to the house? The road is slippery, and I want to send you off. go back?"
Xiao Chiye looked at him and said, "Do I look like a drunk? Go ahead."
Ge Qingqing bowed again and left.
When Zhaohui arrived, he saw Xiao Chiye squatting on the red silk umbrella, and was calling for Baozipu to hurry up. He approached and said, "The manor is preparing breakfast, why does the son stand here to use it?"
Xiao Chiye said, "I'm hungry and can't go back."
Zhaohui shook off his cloak and said, "The color of the wine is wrong, Young Master, let's go back."
Xiao Chiye put on a cloak, but did not move his feet. He ate two mouthfuls of steamed buns, ignoring the gazes around him, and asked Zhaohui, "Can this go to Shenwu Street?"
"It's possible, but it's not easy to walk." Zhaohui said, "The civilian lane is also an official ditch. The narrower the alley, the more dirty the ditch is. The official ditch has not been repaired in Qedu in recent years, and this area is rotten. It looks like. When the weather gets warmer, the snow melts, and the rain starts, the sewage will suddenly rise and fill the streets. Do you think this is a good way to go?"
Xiao Chiye said, "I only asked one question, why do you answer so many."
Zhaohui said: "The implication is that you must follow the right path. Young Master, don't be in a hurry to drink, it's faster to go around."
Xiao Chiye wiped his hands and motioned for Zhaohui to pay for it: "That's weird, you go ask if there is a duty stall named Ge Qingqing in the twelve Jinyiwei Institutes today - old man, do something else as soon as possible, this bun too Terrible."
The author has something to say: [1]: That is, Jin Yiwei.
Here is a brief talk about Jinyiwei and Dongchang. Affected by related film and television works, people often misunderstand that Jinyiwei is a subordinate organization of the East Factory, and the commander of Jinyiwei should obey the orders of the East Factory Factory. But in fact, this is not the case. Jinyiwei and Dongchang both serve the emperor alone, and there is no affiliation between them. It's just that sometimes the inner eunuch is favored, and the power of Dongchang will rise with the tide, and Jin Yiwei has to greet him with a smile. But at the same time, sometimes the commander of Jin Yiwei won the emperor's heart, and Dongchang had to be his grandson with his tail tucked.