The city gate was very wide, but the highest point they were standing on was a long and narrow one. Normally two people could cross each other horizontally, and five or six people standing vertically would be too crowded.
Fighting in such a small place is a bit hard to let go. King Ye and Lin Pingmo are both martial arts learners. Between this square inch, they have gone through dozens of moves in a moment, and Lin Pingmo is more flexible. Ye Wangsheng is strong in his burly figure, and neither of them takes advantage of anyone.
Before the guards came up, the two made more than ten moves, until footsteps sounded below, and a team of guards stood below, "King Ye, the twelve princes, please stop. If you hurt any of them, it's not good! "The guard leader said, seeing that neither of them meant to stop, the leader said again: "If the two of you still don't stop, please forgive me for being reckless, come here!"
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the guards were about to rush up.
Don’t want to be too ugly, after Ye Wang handed it out, he saw Lin Pingmo take a step back, he also took a step back, and then looked up, a stiff smile appeared on his face: "Okay, don’t bother, let’s leave. !"
The head of the guard saw that the two of them really stopped fighting, so he was relieved, but he didn't go down either. He just guarded the entrance of the steps and watched the two men speak.
Before going down, King Ye turned his head and said to Lin Pingmo, "Nice skill, you haven't been idle for these years!"
Lin Pingmo bowed his hand: "Admit it, you are not bad, King Ye!"
King Ye flicked his sleeves and walked straight down. When he reached the bottom, looking back, Lin Pingmo was leaning on the railing in front of the temple, looking towards him.
King Ye was a little caught off guard, retracted his gaze, and quickly walked out.
Lin Pingmo didn't specifically look at him. He just looked down surprisingly, until he had seen enough and bored, then he went down the tower.
When he got down, someone came up and said: "Twelve princes, the emperor is now going to Ziwu Palace!"
Lin Pingmo was stunned, and looked at the palace man in disbelief: "What are you talking about, Ziwu Palace?"
"Yes..." said the palace man.
Lin Pingmo only paused, then said: "Let's go to Ziwu Palace too!"
After that, he strode forward, followed by a few palace people. Ziwu Palace was his mother and concubine, and the original palace where An Jieyu lived. Lin Pingmo remembers that he lived in when he was very young. There, there was still a little impression, and he hurriedly walked there.
After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, I finally arrived at the gate of Ziwu Palace. Sure enough, the emperor’s imperial court was really here. There were a few palace servants guarding here. Lin Pingmo raised his head. On this palace gate, Ziwu Lin Pingmo remembered that every time he came back from the outside with his mother concubine, it was their home. Lin Pingmo hadn’t been back here for a long time, and now he’s standing here. There are very few people with his mother. The memory of the concubine being together suddenly struck, Lin Pingmo's nose was sore, and his entourage stood there behind him, and he whispered backwards: "Wait here, you guys!"
"Yes!" The entourage said neatly, and Lin Pingmo walked in slowly. There was a feeling that the astonishingly large gate in his memory had become smaller. He gently I touched the golden nails on the top, one by one, as if in memory. At that time, he was very naughty, and he often counted here, how many there are in total, but every time he counts them in a mess, I can’t count them, mother. The concubine has a very good temper, she just watched him smile, and let him play nonsense, as long as he was not too much.
"Mother concubine..." He murmured, and walking inside, everything in his memory seemed to have shrunk a little bit. After a while, he realized that it was not that this place had become smaller, but that he had grown up.
At that time, he was only a few years old, and he was standing under this shadow wall. This shadow wall was like a giant painting. The other parts of the shadow wall were painted with flowers. The paintings were more than years old, or simple. There is a blessing written on it, and the wall of the Ziwu Palace is a picture of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. After so many years, the painting is a bit bleak, so green that the south of the Yangtze River is so green, as if it has become more and more after a rain curtain. The hair faded.
Going around the shadow wall, you can see the main hall of the Ziwu Palace.
Lin Pingmo walked inside.
In this large palace, various tree species in the south of the Yangtze River were planted all over. I think that An Jieyu was also the most favored woman in the palace back then. As long as she wants, the emperor will be a waste of money and will satisfy her, but An Jie Yu didn't make any unreasonable demands. She only said that she missed everything in her hometown. So the emperor sent someone to plant the trees and flowers in the south. Unfortunately, these trees and flowers are still there, but his mother and concubine are gone.
Lin Pingmo walked up and saw that the temple door was open. He walked in and saw a bright yellow corner of his clothes. He did not go inside anymore. He was standing at the temple door and heard the emperor sigh inside. He didn't want to listen, but he heard a choke, and he paused with his stepped foot.
Inside, it was the current Emperor Ling Zhengyuan of the Dayu Dynasty. He was sitting next to the bed of the original concubine Anfuer. The furnishings in this hall, no, the entire Ziwu Palace, he asked people to follow Anfuer's presence. It's like that time, don't move, someone comes to clean it every day, if he can walk, he will come and have a look from time to time.
Now, he finally came to feel more at ease: "Fu'er, our son has found it. Are you happy? It's all on me. I used to listen to those witch doctors and listen to their fate. I shouldn’t believe them. It’s not them. , The two of us, and our son, have been together..."
Lin Pingmo was outside, listening expressionlessly, something strange in his heart. The emperor was able to call himself me. This was an accident to him. He didn't move and kept listening.
The emperor was inside, and continued: "Fu'er, Mo'er is already eighteen. If it weren't for Chun'er to remind me, I would have forgotten that he should marry a wife. I'm getting better recently. I thought I found him. , I’m not afraid to meet you when I’m underground. Hey, looking at it now, maybe I can still see him marrying a daughter-in-law. If God loves him, let me see him have a son and a half daughter, in my life, It will be over, Fuer, you are waiting for me, I will always meet you!"
Hearing this, Lin Pingmo couldn't listen anymore, so he stepped back lightly.
He turned around and turned to the apse. There was a moon gate. After passing, it was a gangway wall. When he was a child, he hid there, playing hide-and-seek with his mother concubine and her maidservants. Once, she hid in But after the maidservants found him, they said to him that he would not be allowed to go there anymore. He was a little surprised, and he came back and asked his mother and concubine, "Why can they go, but I can’t go, in this palace, Is there a place where I cannot go as a prince?"
The mother concubine smiled and gently took out the veil and wiped his sweaty head: "There, it’s just for the servants, that is, the maids. The internal supervisors go there specifically, let’s be the master. , You can't go there!"
Lin Pingmo was a little boy, and said, "Why are they all humans, but what are the subordinates
What is Master Lingyang's name for the one who treated Emperor Father? When he saw that Master came, everyone was respectful and respectful of him. That's why he asked.
When the mother concubine heard his question, he was stunned. He saw the hesitation in the mother concubine's eyes. He tilted his head and looked at the mother concubine. The concubine woke up and pulled him and said: "These things can only be in the mother concubine's place. Say, I went to your father's place, you can never mention it, you know?" The mother concubine, who has always been gentle, has such a serious tone. He doesn't know why, but he was intimidated by the mother concubine's ungentle eyes: "Mo Er, Mo Er knows..."
Now, he finally knows why. There is such a wall in any big house. He has walked many times, and he knows the difference in fate. He disdains, but now it seems that he has to rely on his fate.
He walked through the wall, and there was a small courtyard where palace people lived. He turned on the roof and sat here. No one knew. Recently, he was surrounded by many people. Now, It is rare, this kind of quietness, he really enjoys this kind of quietness.
After a while, there was movement in front of me, and the eunuch screamed, "Get up!"
Lin Pingmo clicked on his lips. It was the emperor who had left. He looked at his feet, the apse was empty, but he could remember the most prosperous time here.
Those palace people walked up and down in the yard, and the mother and concubine were always tolerant when they stayed. They were all the palace inmates with a sincere smile.
Lin Pingmo seemed to see those palace people. They walked towards him with a smile. He saw himself, hiding in a corner of the palace, and heard these people yelling anxiously: "Twelve princes, ten The second prince..."
He smiled, and after a flash, more than ten years passed, he stood here, and those people in the past disappeared with the mother and concubine
He said softly: "Mother concubine, I'm back, I want to know everything, including yours, father's, and those people in this palace!"
He looked at Kunning Palace, "I also want to know why my father suspected you and destroyed the An clan, mother concubine, I know you must be reluctant to leave, they say you are depressed. I don't believe it, your body is always good!"
It was dawn. Liu Qiqiao slept well last night. When he woke up today, his eyes were blue and white. Lan Xiang smiled and said, "Auntie, your body is getting better..." She changed Liu Qiqiao's clothes and looked at it. Look at the wound on her shoulder: "Don't tell me, the ointment sent by the twelve princes is really good, auntie, you can't see the wound on your shoulder at all, really..."
Liu Qiqiao smiled, stretched out his arms, and put on his clothes: "It's okay to leave scars. Anyway, it's on the shoulder, and I can't see it!"
Lan Xiang covered her lips and smiled: "You can't see it, someone will see it, in case you don't like it!" She said ambiguously, she blushed, and hurriedly made an excuse for something else. Got out.