Not long after, Xiang Yu saw that the young man went down and was drinking alone again, and the play started.
This is Jiang Heng's first time watching a play in his life. All the songs sung by the young man are syllables, but he has read the words and phrases. First, the god of Xiang casts a river into the river. It is said that in mythology, the young man fell in love with the goddess who lived on the top of the Misty Mountain. The lingering story of wandering and finally dying in the river.
After the scene was over, there was a loud applause in the hall downstairs, Jiang Heng turned his head to look at Xiang Yu, and suddenly saw Xiang Yu Chacha also turned his head, glanced at them, and made a gesture of clapping.
"Instead of me," Geng Shu said, "I know that she is on the mountain, even if I flatten the top of the mountain, go to see her."
Jiang Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Then this show will not be sung."
Jiang Heng poured a glass of wine for Geng Shu, Geng Shu drank it, patted his hand, and said, "I can't drink too much today, for fear of getting drunk."
Then there is another play, called "Yu Han Comes Out of the Mountain", which is a story of a Xingxia school in Zhengdi more than 200 years ago. The young man's name is "Yu Han", he has completed his studies in the master's school, and he goes down the mountain to fight for righteousness, and is determined to save the people of the world from suffering. However, in the school, the secret crush on Yu Han's younger sister waited for the spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the flowers bloomed and withered until Yu Han became a famous hero in the world. When he returned to the school, Fang found out that the younger sister had passed away.
In the end, Yu Han left in a hurry, drawing his sword in front of the tomb and spending his life.
Geng Shu put his arm around Jiang Heng and the other hand on the Lieguang Sword, letting Jiang Heng lean on his shoulders. The two remained silent, with mixed feelings.
"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Heng thought a lot of things for a while, but he couldn't catch it like a dandelion dissipated in the wind.
Geng Shu didn't know what to do, and was attracted by a figure in the attic outside Baibu.
The man stood tall, and when he turned his face, there seemed to be an inconspicuous reflection, and it was this light that made Geng Shu vigilant.
"It's nothing." Geng Shu thought for a while and said, then turned to look at Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu obviously noticed it too, and when he clapped his hands, he raised his head slightly and stared at the figure. At first, the figure was lying in front of the high bar to watch the play, but at this time, it seemed to be aware of it and disappeared in a flash.
In a short while, the third play was on. This play is about the death of Emperor Jin, and it is a new play that has been changed in recent years.
The moment Ji Xun died, Jiang Heng was in the palace, and he and Geng Shu both forgot about other things and watched intently. The strange thing is that Ying Guo did not attribute the fault to Yong Guo, but regarded Zheng Guo as an enemy. From the beginning to the end of the whole play, Zheng Guo became a heinous villain who forced Ji Xun to death and slaughtered Luoyang. The people, let Zhao Ling bear this dark cauldron.
After the change of Lingshan, an avalanche came, and the young man who played Ji Xun was embraced by a man dressed as a military general. Stars of lights.
Geng Shu suddenly returned to his senses, and gently drew out the light sword, Jiang Heng was still immersed in the story, because it was the story of Ji Xun and Zhao Jie, and the story of him and Geng Shu.
"Brother." Jiang Heng whispered.
"Yeah." Geng Shu didn't feel the danger approaching, so he felt relieved, turned his head to look at Xiang Yu next door, but Xiang Yu watched intently, the surroundings of the stage, the attic, and the aisle had already been arranged. bodyguard.
In the dim lights, on the stage, the piano sounded, accompanied by the gentle singing of the young man.
"What day is it today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince..."
That's exactly what Jiang Heng sang in the past years. I didn't expect that every scene would be repeated, and it would be a strange coincidence. At that time, there were only the three of them in the hall, and Geng Shu was far away at the height of the city wall. No one would know about it. The people who rehearsed the show must have guessed this part by imagination, but it happened to hit the softest part of the heart.
"The mountain has wood, and the wood has branches." Xiang Yu next door tapped the wine case with his fingers and sang along with the song.
"Xinyuejunxi..." Geng Shu sang along with the familiar rhythm, omitting the second half of the sentence according to what Jie Gui said.
The stage gradually darkened and finally lit up. All three plays were over, and there was a lot of admiration in the box and in the hall.
Xiang Yu called the guard and told him to leave, but Jiang Heng sat still, with thousands of thoughts in his heart.
Not long after, the young man came up with a tall and thin man playing the role of Zhao Jie, met the guests, and toasted Jiang Heng and Geng Shu.
"It's really good to sing," Jiang Heng smiled, glanced at the tall and thin man, and said, "It's as if the emperor and General Zhao are reincarnated."
"Just kidding." The tall and thin man had a stern expression. Although he was from a theatre group, he had obviously also practiced martial arts. Geng Shu glanced at him from head to toe, and judged that his martial arts skills were mediocre, he maintained his usual indifference.
"We are father and son," said the tall and thin man, "Xiaozhen is a child I picked up, and it is our honor to have all the benefactors to honor us."
Saying that, the tall and thin man took the boy and knelt down and worshipped them three times.
"It's really similar," Jiang Heng said, "even the last scene is very similar."
The young man named "Xiaozhen" had a clear voice and said with a smile: "My father is arranging a show. I said it shouldn't be happening. When the emperor dies, where will there be leisurely singing?"
"No," Jiang Heng said sternly, "there is this, because I was by the emperor's side at that time."
The two were a little overwhelmed, Jiang Heng drank the wine and said, "I'll give you a toast. Your performance is so good. If there is a chance in the future, I would like to listen to it again."
Xiang Yu came over, glanced at the two of them, ordered them to pay the reward, and signaled that it was time to leave.
"See you by fate." Jiang Heng bowed to them again, and the tall and thin man hurriedly returned the salute.
"Today is a scene I specially ordered for you." Xiang Yu said to Jiang Heng.
Jiang Heng said, "I really like it."
"It's good if you like it." Xiang Yu said, "The first two plays are good, and the second one is a new play. It's a little rushed. That kid is thirteen years old and hasn't turned his voice. In a few years, he can't sing well. ."
Geng Shu walked beside Jiang Heng and left the Suzaku Palace, Xiang Yu thought for a while, and then said: "The two of you will go back to the palace. Today, the riverside and the streets have been checked. In the palace, there will never be a problem. The day after tomorrow will be the beginning of spring, and His Majesty will go to the ancestral temple to worship the ancestral temple and follow His Majesty's side, and nothing will happen, so you can rest assured."
Geng Shu nodded, got on the carriage, nothing happened along the way, and returned to the hall all the way to let Jiang Heng change clothes and wash.
Jiang Heng really went through a lot today and yawned.
However, Geng Shu was still very energetic. He did not take off his clothes. He drank a cup of tea and sat in the middle of the bedroom.
Jiang Heng had almost completely forgotten that he was about to be assassinated, but he remembered it again when he returned to the bedroom.
"Fairy Wood"
Xiang Yu sent a lot of people to guard outside the dormitory, and the slight footsteps of the guards could be heard on the roof.
"Sleep when you are sleepy," Geng Shu said to Jiang Heng, "sleep beside me."
Jiang Hengqiang cheered up and said, "I'm not sleepy, why haven't they come yet?"
Jiang Heng was a little annoyed by this announcement. Come and kill him early, everyone will see the difference, so that people can sleep peacefully, but maybe this is the tactics of this group of assassins with no background, no identity, which made him tremble and survive. A full twelve hours.
"I'm asking you," Geng Shu said, "how do you say it? Do you start after twelve hours?"
Jiang Heng had forgotten the exact statement, the woman seemed to say yes, you will be dead in twelve hours. But he didn't say when he would do it, Xu would come in the afternoon tomorrow, and Xu would come early.
"Who do you think they are?" Jiang Heng asked.
"Come on, just ask and you'll know." Geng Shu said.
Jiang Heng: "You won't stay alive. If you really get up, you can't underestimate the enemy."
The person who dared to be so arrogant and sent a notice to him must have known about Geng Shu's skills a long time ago. In fact, sinking the boat into the river was just a test, and now he is officially starting.
Because of this, Jiang Heng knew better that assassins were difficult to deal with, and Geng Shu had to do his best.
"The corpse can talk," Geng Shu said with a nonchalant expression, "it will be clear at that time."
In the dark night, a slender assassin wearing a silver mask covering his left face, holding a sword, flew over the eaves and went underground to the Suzaku Palace.
A woman walked through the alley with her clothes in her arms, but was blocked by the assassin.
"Go to the palace?" The assassin said coldly, "There are a lot of things, can you get them for you?"
The woman was only thirty or forty years old. She raised her eyes and said with a smile, "I know who you are. Where is your partner?"
The assassin said: "Without a companion, you have no bones left by the river. Man, it was another person who killed you, isn't it an accident? It's better to hit me than to hit that man."
"Why?" The woman slowly unpacked.
"Because it's up to me, you can at least keep a whole corpse," the assassin replied. "The tracker, the woman, the chancellor, the smuggler, the waiter, the barbarian... Who else? Where are your accomplices?"
The woman did not answer, but took out a short sword two feet long from her bag. The assassin said that it was the twelve killers dispatched from the Mingsha Mountain Gate in Luntai, and each of them was named after someone from the Central Plains, and they were all unknown people who were hidden in the wild.
"Let's chat," said the assassin. "What are you doing in such a hurry?"
The woman said, "It's better to try your hand at chatting. Are you really that good?"
"Then we have to do it." The assassin said regretfully.
In the palace bedroom, Jiang Heng yawned several times, and Geng Shu glanced at him.
"Heng'er," Geng Shu said suddenly, "come here, come to me."
Jiang Heng packed up his sleepiness and sat down. Geng Shu stared at him blankly, and said after a while, "Lie down for a while."
At the fourth watch, the winter rain started to fall outside. Jiang Heng didn't insist any longer and climbed to Geng Shu's side. Geng Shu put an arm around him and let him lie in front of his chest, still leaning lazily. On the couch.
The other hand is still pressed on the hilt of the Fiery Light Sword .
"It's almost dawn," Jiang Heng said sleepily, "you should sleep for a while, what if you are bluffing?"
"Understood." Geng Shu said in a deep voice, patted Jiang Heng's head, still looking at the courtyard, his eyes were deep and bright.
"What if you don't come?" Jiang Heng said.
Geng Shu said, "Isn't it a good time not to come? I didn't like killing people."
Jiang Heng said, "I didn't lie to you, I didn't lie to Xiang Yu."
Geng Shu said inexplicably: "Of course you won't lie to me, why did you say that all of a sudden?"
Jiang Heng shook his head, buried his face in front of Geng Shu's chest, rubbed a few times, lay on top of him, and gradually fell asleep.
In the early morning, it was foggy and still dark outside. Geng Shu put his arms around Jiang Heng's left hand, playing with a pen that was not dipped in ink between his fingers, immersed in his own thinking.
To be honest, Xiong An's proposal in the afternoon made him tempted. He once thought that Jiang Hengneng and Jiang Hengneng would spend a lifetime in Yong State in peace, but since he learned of his background from Lang Huang's mouth, Geng Shu had a hunch that sooner or later, they would meet Juicong.
Would it be better than Yong to stay in the country of Ying
Otherwise, you need to be very careful in the future, because it is a never-ending game. Could the assassins be sent by Juicong
No... shouldn't. Geng Shu thought over and over in his heart. In the past few years, he gradually began to think more, especially in the year that Jiang Heng came back, many changes have taken place in his world, and he began to learn to be like Jiang Heng, to speculate on what other people think.
Juicong sent assassins to kill Jiang Heng, what was the benefit to Yongguo? Unless he already knew about Jiang Heng's life experience, does he have any evidence? Will there be iron evidence somewhere that Jiang Heng is...
Suddenly, Geng Shu heard the sound, and then the guards started to make noise for a moment.
Geng Shu's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a gray figure, the figure jumped in from outside the palace wall, and rushed towards their bedroom!
The speed was comparable to Haidongqing flying. Geng Shu didn't use his sword or even move.
The sheep hair brush instantly turned into a phantom and shot, with a soft sound, the figure did not fall down, it staggered, as if it was caught by something.
Immediately afterwards, blood spurted wildly in front of the figure, and a sword blade was exposed on his chest.
The blade was taken away, revealing Jie Gui behind him.
Jie Gui wore a half-faced silver mask and said coldly, "If I had known you had been waiting, I wouldn't have come."
Jie Gui's abdomen was dripping blood, soaking half of his martial pants. When Geng Shu saw the silver mask, he was more shocked than the assassin's sudden visit. He let go of Jiang Heng in an instant and looked at him.
Jie Gui threw a sentence: "This group of people is difficult to deal with, you should be careful."
When the words fell, Jie Gui pulled away and disappeared on the eaves.
The guards shouted: "There are assassins!" and then swarmed up.
Jiang Heng woke up immediately, seeing the fallen corpse and a large pool of blood in the hall, he couldn't help shouting.
Geng Shu didn't even get up on the couch, and narrowed his eyes. His first thought was to chase after Jie Gui, but he was afraid that he would fall into the enemy's trick and could not leave Jiang Heng's side.
Xiang Yu came in hastily, apparently hadn't slept all night, was waiting in the inner hall of the palace, glanced at the room, and had a general understanding of what was going on.
"It's better to come early than coincidence." Xiang Yu said solemnly.
The guards turned the killer over and turned his back to the sky. It was the raccoon woman. Her eyes were round, and there were bloodstains left from many fights on her body. The sheep hair thrown by Geng Shu went straight into her brain at the right eye. She rushed into the dormitory and was killed in an instant. Catch up, make up a sword.
Jiang Heng: "…"
"Is it her?" Geng Shu asked.
"Yes," Jiang Heng said, "it's her, I recognize her, why is she the only one?"
Xiang Yu said: "She was chased by another person in the city all night. There should be no other accomplices for the time being, otherwise the accomplices will definitely come to rescue her, and you can rest."
Jiang Heng stared blankly at the corpse, but Geng Shu was still in a trance.
On the day of the beginning of spring, Jiang Heng was in good spirits, but Geng Shu was sleepy and a little irritable. Because he was still worried, he stayed there for another night last night, for fear that the killer's accomplice would not give up.
Jiang Heng persuaded him to rest, but Geng Shu said, "It's not a big deal. It was like this before when the army marched. It was common to not sleep for two days and two nights."
Geng Shu was irritable because he didn't want to participate in the sacrifice of King Ying. He just wanted to find a place to stay with Jiang Heng in peace, but when others came to invite him, Jiang Heng had to go. After all, he caused trouble for the host's family.