Time is like an arrow, and the sunrise and sunset are the same as before.
Then the flowers bloom for a few rounds, the flowers fade for a few rounds, and the moon is still cloudy and sunny, not to mention personnel
For example, the Shen family, who is getting weaker and weaker, and the queen who is being neglected more and more. Like an old woman struggling in her twilight years.
Princess Wanyu died of illness on the way to get married, and Empress Shen was at a loss. Although she was still dignified and graceful, when she looked closely, there was already a faint death in her eyes. That idea of death only crossed the faint star when he saw the prince, like the embers in the ashes, but it also looked like it was going to be extinguished.
The beauty in the palace dress looked at the man in green in front of her with a smile, and said with a smile: "National teacher, it is not difficult for you to take a drop of blood from the queen's fingertips."
Pei Lang looked at the woman in front of her, she was as charming as a cat in the dark night, smart and beautiful, otherwise the emperor who was high above and who always had the best interests would not hold her in the palm of his hand.
From a woman's point of view, she is undoubtedly tempting, holding a man's mind in the palm of her hand. As a power grabber, she also did a good job.
Taking retreat as advance, never taking the initiative to mention the status and asking for gold and silver, but people willingly offer things. Not only that, but everyone else has to grab it. Instructing others to fight, relying on the emperor's heart, relying on the support of his brothers, quietly and slowly grasping what he wants in his palm.
Seemingly charming and flowery, but also has the heart of snakes and scorpions. Wasn't the little princess who was only ten years old pushed to the end by this living person
In comparison, the one who is the Lord of the Sixth Palace is still no match for the viciousness of this one. Perhaps it was from a family of loyal generals like the Shen family. No matter how his temperament changed, he still had a three-point leeway in his bones.
But this kind of benevolence is destined to always be inferior to the other party's means.
Madam Mei saw him in a daze, and said again: "National teacher?"
Pei Lang came back to his senses, thought for a while, and asked, "What does the noble concubine want blood from the queen's fingertips?"
"You don't have to know what to do." Mrs. Mei smiled like a flower, even if she was already a noble concubine, she always got the original title. Madam Mei, when she heard it, she was charming and charming. It made people forget that in the deep palace, the delicate flowers also carried poisonous thorns.
She said, "What is the situation of the Empress now, the national teacher can see it clearly." She pointed to a vine grass outside the window sandwiched between two trees, and smiled: "When the vine grass has just sprouted , is sandwiched between two trees. You don't have to choose anything, you can live well just casually. But when it grows up, the higher the stature, the greater the wind and rain, and it has to find a way to climb for itself. The place." She looked at Pei Lang: "There is a tree on the left and a tree on the right, but it can only choose one tree to climb."
"These two trees occupy the same inch of land, and they are fighting for the same piece of land. There is only so much land, and one tree will definitely be cut down."
"This vine grass must be chosen carefully, if it climbs the tree that is about to be cut down, it will be uprooted at the same time." Mei Furen looked at Pei Lang with a smile: "National teacher, do you think that vine grass, How should I choose?"
Pei Lang stared at the two trees outside for a while, then turned his head after a while and said, "I understand."
Mrs. Mei smiled with satisfaction.
After Pei Lang left, a palace maid came out from behind to pour tea for her, and said softly, "Niangniang, will the national teacher really go and get the blood from the queen's fingertips? The national teacher and the queen seem to be looking pretty good."
In terms of friendship, Pei Lang had known Shen Miao for much longer than he had known Madam Mei.
"The national teacher is a smart person." Madam Mei took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Otherwise, when the princess was in a relationship, she would not stand by and watch. Besides... He has an unspeakable mind in his heart, he People who are so sensible that they are too sensible to not allow themselves to make any deviations like this will naturally cut the grass and root. I am helping him, and it is too late for him to accept it."
The palace maid nodded in understanding, and said again: "However, what the monk said was that he could borrow the queen's fate for the empress, is it true?"
"Whether it's true or not, I've already taken the seat of the Lord of the Sixth Palace." A trace of cruelty flashed in Mrs. Mei's eyes: "It's just blood on the fingertips, give me her luck and wait for my emperor to sit down. Once this Ming Qi country is stabilized, I will show great mercy and burn paper money for the three of them, mother and son."
The palace maid, Nuonuo, did not dare to speak.
Shen Miao's illness became serious.
Fu Ming had just come to see her and chatted with her for a while. Shen Miao wanted to find someone to ask about the recent situation in the Shen residence, and she was discharged from the hospital only when she saw Pei Lang.
Pei Lang greeted her, but Shen Miao was very cold.
When it came to Wan Yu's marriage, Pei Lang's indifferent attitude made people feel cold. After all, their friendship has been going on for so many years, and Wanyu once called him "Sir". And the hatred for Fu Xiu Yi naturally shifted to the hatred for Pei Lang after all, she didn't even want to take another look at Pei Lang.
"I heard that Empress Niangniang is ill," Pei Lang handed over a box, "This... maybe it will be good for Niangniang's cough."
Shen Miao glanced at him and opened the box, but it was a medicinal herb, inexplicably familiar, Shen Miao took it out and saw a sudden pain in her fingertips, when she looked again, she was stabbed by the thorn on the medicinal herb broken. Blood beads flowed down his fingertips.
Bai Lu exclaimed and was about to wrap her up. But Pei Lang fixedly stared at her fingertips, and said almost dumbly, "This is the red-sleeved grass, which is useful for coughs."
Shen Miao laughed instead, she threw the herb into the box, closed the box, and gave it back to Pei Lang, saying coldly, "No need, there used to be one plant of this herb in the Palace, but it withered in the end, and it was originally The grass raised by the palace has no thorns on it." She said something in her words: "If you don't want to give a gift, don't give it. The gift you give has this, it is plain and disgusting. The things of the national teacher, this palace is also I can't bear it anymore. Please take it back." After saying that, he didn't look at Pei Lang again, turned around and left.
Pei Lang tightly held the box in his hand and stared at Shen Miao's back with complicated eyes. Her health was getting worse and worse, and she had to stop and rest for a while when she took two steps.
But… . Pei Lang looked at the box, people always have to make some choices. Even if he had just entered the courtroom, he was in a good mood, but how many clean and innocent people were there in the courtroom? The higher he sits, the more he can't help himself. He is helpless and has no choice.
The advantages and disadvantages are clearly put together, which side of the tree will be cut down, and which side of the tree will monopolize the entire land, and the outcome is clear at a glance.
He still has his own relatives, and he wants to protect his relatives, so friendship or secret thoughts can be put aside. What Mrs. Mei wants to do with the blood on her fingertips is not a good thing.
He turned and walked in the other direction.
The Tao is different, he can't do anything, he can only... stand by and watch the tree that grew up in the deep palace together, fall into the mud.
…
The fire burned for three days and three nights.
In the entire palace, only the ashes of the Leng Palace were burnt out. Among them, the mourning mood, the accusation of weeping blood, the curse before death, and the deep despair all disappeared with the fire, and only the shocking embers and the rumors of any human being remained.
Empress Shen of Ming Qi passed away.
After the Shen family was beheaded for treason, after the crown prince was deposed and committed suicide, and after Madam Mei was established, Fu Sheng became the new crown prince. The lonely Lenggong suddenly caught fire at night, burning the deposed Queen Shen to ashes.
This is a really sad thing. The emperor of Ming Qi was kind, and remembered the past grace of the husband and wife. He never asked the queen to go to Huangquan together because of the infidelity of the Shen family. She spared her life, but she was sent to the cold palace. in the fire.
History is written by the victors, and so is the harem.
Once the dynasty was changed, the traces of Empress Shen's life were completely covered up. She also had nothing left, all of which were destroyed by the fire. There is no one in the Shen family's big house anymore, and it is really the end of the family.
Empress Li, the mother of the new crown prince, changed her soft and charming temperament and became a little more powerful. Supporting his brother wholeheartedly and coaxing Fu Xiu Yi into obedience, the court seemed to be under her control.
It's a bit of a foreign relative's dictatorship.
There were also courtiers who faintly sensed something was wrong and wanted to remind the emperor secretly, but unfortunately, before they had time to act, they were either demoted or exiled for some inexplicable reason.
Pei Lang looked at everything coldly, but he was quite tired in his heart.
In less than half a year after Shen Miao's death, Ming Qi almost turned the world upside down. He was indeed right, Mrs. Mei's siblings were extremely skilled, and it was hard to say whether this Ming Qi Jiangshan would fall into Mrs. Mei's hands in the future. His allegiance was to Fu Xiu Yi, and he should have reminded Fu Xiu Yi, but after reminding him several times to no avail, he stopped reminding him, and even secretly felt that he deserved it.
People's hearts are the easiest to change. A wise ruler can become a foolish ruler, and loyal ministers can also have different hearts.
Every night when Pei Lang was sleeping, he would always be awakened by a pair of eyes in his dream. Those eyes were black and white, and there were no tears, but they felt heavier than tears.
Those were Shen Miao's eyes.
Pei Lang once thought that what he did was right, that he followed the trend of the times, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. This was instinct and the best choice, but the longer time passed, the more he could not deceive himself.
Where is the trend? He clearly did not want Shen Miao to die like this.
Since when did you start to develop other feelings towards Shen Miao? Pei Lang himself didn't know. He was the husband of her Guangwentang, watching Shen Miao go from a arrogant, ignorant and charming girl to Fu Xiuyi, and watching her enter Prince Ding’s mansion to learn things she didn’t like for Fu Xiuyi, Become a princess, become a queen, and become a queen.
She is actually a bit stupid, not too smart, she learns things slowly, but has a kind of stubbornness that makes people feel terrible, and she has some superfluous kindness in the harem. Pei Lang sometimes felt that Shen Miao was ridiculous and sometimes felt that he was very envious of Fu Xiu Yi.
Later, she would always pay more attention to her involuntarily. Even he himself did not realize that facing Shen Miao's questions, he taught to be extra patient.
But Pei Lang was a wise man, and a wise man would not allow himself to make mistakes.
So after he noticed his increasingly strange thoughts, he was determined to stop the mistake. So when Shen Miao went to Qin State to be a proton, he suggested it. But five years later, when Shen Miao came back, his mind still did not change.
He looked coldly at Shen Miao fighting with Mei Furen in the harem, bruised and bruised all over his body, looked at her increasingly dim eyes and looked at her haggard expression.
Finally, when Fu Xiu Yi asked him how to deal with the descendants of the Shen family, he said four words without hesitation.
Weeds and roots.
What is cut is the grass in his heart, and what is removed is the root of his heart.
But he did not expect that when Fu Xiu Yi cut the grass and rooted out, even Fu Ming was also eliminated. Tiger Poison didn't even eat offspring, but Fu Xiu Yi was able to attack even his own flesh and blood. Wan Yu could still make excuses that it was an accident on the way, but Fu Ming could only be Fu Xiu Yi's own orders.
Pei Lang remembered Shen Miao's eyes after learning of Fu Ming's death, those black and white eyes were wide open without tears, but they were so miserable that one could not bear to witness.
That fire burned for three days and three nights, but Pei Lang's heart of regret was slowly rising.
He went to the host of Putuo Temple and asked how to eliminate the karma in his heart.
The host was an old monk, looked at him and shook his head: "Heart disease still needs heart medicine."
Is there any regret medicine in the world
Pei Lang asked the eminent monk for guidance, and the monk said, "The reason why the donor frequently dreams of the old man is because he owes him something. She can't dissipate in your dream, because there is unresolved resentment. She can't be reborn, and she can't be liberated."
Pei Lang was frightened and asked if there was a solution.
The monk asked back, "Make the past mistakes right, and ask for a chance to start over. If the donor's life is needed, will the donor be willing?"
Pei Lang said, "Yes."
The monk said, "Donor go back."
"Why do you want to go back?" Pei Lang was puzzled.
"The donor is willing to give his life, but that opportunity needs to wait."
"That opportunity... What kind of opportunity do you mean?" Pei Lang asked.
"The person owed by the donor still has unfulfilled wishes. When the old man has made his wish, the donor may give his life, and maybe there will be a chance." The monk said to Amitabha, but said: "That's all I have to say, no more. Yes, the poor monk can't say more."
Pei Lang thanked the monk and returned to the palace.
What is Shen Miao's unfulfilled wish
Shen Miao's life was miserable and her family died. What she wanted to see was that the enemy would go to hell and the Shen family would be restored.
There is a chance to do it all over again, but you have to wait, can you wait
Wait. Pei Lang made a decision.
This life is so long, so long that he is willing to use this life to redeem a mistake.
…
Winter goes to spring, geese come and go.
When a dynasty is approaching, the aura of decay will hang over it.
Ming Qi is no longer like the Ming Qi of the past. Excessive taxation, taxation and corvée, the common people and the people are not living well, the corrupt officials and officials are embarrassed, the court is in chaos, and the emperor is incompetent.
The crown prince was busy all day forming parties for personal gain, wishing to be enthroned as the new emperor as soon as possible.
Bringing the military power to his subordinates, but unscrupulous generals drive, Ming Qi is a piece of fat, and everyone wants to take a bite.
The distant Great Liang attacked and annexed the Qin state, and finally launched an offensive against Ming Qi. Destructive, victory should not come too easily, all the way to the downstairs of the Dingjing city gate.
Stationed and camped, everyone in the Ding capital was in danger, the doors of the people were closed, and the atmosphere of subjugation permeated the country.
In the large tent, someone was sitting and wiping the long sword.
"Ming Qi's anger is at the end." The white-robed young man walked in with a folding fan, but there was no emotion in his voice, and said, "I heard that the palace is being cleaned up tonight."
To be cleaned up, the female family members, concubines, palace maids, and even royal princesses in the palace must be cleaned up. Rather than fall into the enemy's hands and be insulted, it is better to die first, as a way to preserve integrity.
Is it really safe? How many of those people actually don't want to die
After wiping the long sword, the man raised his head, revealing a beautiful face. He had a pair of gentle peach blossom eyes, but his eyes were full of indifference. Said: "Oh, have you found Queen Shen's body?"
Ji Yushu opened the door of the tent and walked in. He just heard the words and said, "I asked, no, a fire in the cold palace was burnt clean, not even a single piece of clothing was left."
Gao Yang laughed and said, "Fu Xiu Yi is really afraid of gossip, but he handled it neatly."
"It's a pity for the Shen family." Ji Yushu sighed, "If the Shen family is here, why did he end up in such a field?"
Xie Jing Xing said lightly, “It’s just suicide.” He glanced at the red rope in his hand again.
The color of the rope has faded a little, but it is still firm. Later, he has been on the battlefield many times, and the red rope has not fallen off once.
Thinking of the cool and flying congratulations from the woman that night, Xie Jing Xing shook his head, that promise would be fulfilled after all. Who would have known that in just a few years, this Ming Qi country could be wiped out so quickly? Even if there is no great cold, it will not last long.
He has indeed triumphed, and he also intends to pay her a wish for the sake of that cup of practice wine, and compensate her for a fireworks, but the people are gone, and there is no chance in this life.
He said, "Early tomorrow morning, attack the city."
…
The flag of Great Liang was flying, the sky in June was changing rapidly, black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the wind was blowing, as if the next moment was about to pour downpour.
There was no one in the palace, and there were corpses everywhere. There are female relatives in the palace who died by "hanging themselves", and servants who were beheaded by the soldiers and horses of Great Liang.
Blood flowed everywhere, and millions of corpses were buried.
Pei Lang sat in the tea hall and poured tea for himself. He fell slowly and slowly, and the green smoke from the corner of the table rose up, emitting a fragrance, like the whisper of a beauty, intoxicating people.
He glanced out the window.
The day Shen Miao died was also in such weather, the sky was gloomy and heavy rain suddenly came.
He waited for a long time, and finally this day came.
When Great Liang's army arrived, Ming Qi's anger was about to run out. Fu Xiu Yi and Madam Mei were about to end their lives and Shen Miao’s wish was probably fulfilled.
The mistakes he made, and finally have a chance to turn around.
He poured the contents of the small bottle into the jug at the other end and poured himself a full glass.
Your wish is about to come true. It's a pity... It's not me who made my wish for you.
Above the city tower, the army was crushing the border, and the emperor and queen were all tied to the flagpole with their hands tied behind their backs.
People are selfish, and for their own sake, they can cut off the life of others. This was what Madam Mei and Fu Xiu Yi often did, and now, it was their turn to have a taste of it.
The courtiers in the Ming Qi palace tied up the emperor and queen of their own country and came to invite Great Liang to surrender. They are willing to use the head of the empress to beg the other party to open up and let themselves live.
The tree fell, and the wall fell and everyone pushed. No matter how much Madam Mei was favored, at this moment, she could not drive anyone.
Oh, and the new prince Fu Sheng. That was already beheaded by Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao, who were following Fu Sheng's side the most to flatter, and first gave it to the general of Great Liang to flatter him.
Under the tower, the man sitting on the high horse narrowed his eyes lazily, the black cloud dissipated again at some point, and gradually golden sun spread over the entire city.
His robes are gorgeous, and his uniform is stained with blood, but he is still extravagant and clean, and he is born with coercion. It is in stark contrast to the emperor who is tied to the mermaid on the platform.
“Xie Jing Xing!” Fu Xiu Yi gritted his teeth.
The son of the Marquis of Lin'an, the son of Xie Ding, and the brothers of Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao, no one would have imagined that the young man who had already died in the battle, and the young man who fell with the Marquis of Lin'an, would reappear in this way many years later. appear before the eyes of the world.
He is the younger brother of Emperor Yongle of Great Liang, the noble Prince Rui, and the young marshal of Great Liang, who drives the terrifying Mo Yu army.
"Long time no see, Fu family child." Xie Jing Xing greeted him.
Everyone knew that the younger brother of Emperor Yongle of Great Liang was the most beautiful, he fought for him in the world, and he was the most upright and forthright. Such a hero was originally the heir of the Marquis of Lin'an.
Mrs. Mei stared at the man closely.
She is extremely afraid that no matter how she holds the winning ticket, she will lose her sense when life and death are at stake. But she always relies on men to get what she wants step by step. At this juncture, any tricks are useless. She blamed Fu Xiu Yi for being incompetent, and even a good dynasty would be destroyed. When she saw that the man in the city was extremely handsome, and he was naturally noble, she couldn't help but stare at him, her eyes full of excitement.
Xie Jing Xing frowned and asked Ji Yu Shu, "Did Shen Miao lose to this woman?"
Ji Yushu said, "That's right." He added, "Looking at him, he looks like a normal person. I really don't know if this Emperor Ming Qi's eyes are too long."
The voices of the two of them were not concealed, and the Great Liang army burst into laughter, and Madam Mei's cheeks flushed with hatred. Fu Xiu Yi was also annoyed in his heart, he looked at Xie Jing Xing and said solemnly, "Kill if you want, why bother!"
"What kind of man are you still pretending to be?" Ji Yushu said disdainfully, "Third brother, this Emperor Ming Qi is eager to die."
Xie Jing Xing smiled lazily and said, "This king does not want to kill you, so I am too lazy to do it myself. However, this king owes you a wish, the little queen, and it happens that this ending is also the ending you prepared for this king many years ago, so it is both public and private. To return the original."
He spread out his hands, and Gao Yang brought the longbow and the silver arrow. Xie Jing Xing threw a bow and arrow, only to hear a "huh"!
The lintel on the tower was hit by an arrow!
The arrow was not for the chest, it just avoided the key point, and the blood kept flowing out, which was shocking. Mei Furen was almost dizzy from the pain, and Fu Xiu Yi's expression, which was considered calm, changed!
The most terrible thing in the world is not death, but waiting for death.
Xie Jing Xing smiled slightly, then spread his hands, Gao Yang sent two more silver arrows.
He put the two arrows on the longbow together, and then whistled.
But seeing that Great Liang's tens of thousands of troops, Qi Qi drew their bows and aimed their arrows at the two people in the tower!
The wind blew the flags on the high platform, like a ghost crying. And the last trace of the black cloud dissipated, but the golden sun was everywhere, scorching the earth warmly.
The man's purple clothes fluttered slightly in the wind, his smile was cold, but his eyes seemed to have the stubbornness of a teenager. He stood under the tower, looked at the two with panic in their eyes, and laughed loudly.
"I'm sorry, the emperor's child, I was entrusted by a girl to kill you!"
"put!"
Tens of thousands of arrows rushed towards the two of them fiercely, as if a fierce beast had come out of the gate, almost covering the sky and the earth. Even Jin Yang couldn't reveal a trace, and devoured the two of them violently!
Can't see anything.
In the palace, the man in the blue shirt had already collapsed in front of the table, as if he had fallen asleep.
At the foot, a lantern was tilted, and the candle inside fell down, but within half an hour, the burning curtains were all glowing with fire, and the fire slowly spread, burning through the Chonghua Palace, through the Jinluan Palace, and burned the whole. The palace was surrounded by flames, and it was red.
"Hey, third brother, the palace has gone into the water." Ji Yushu looked into the distance and said in surprise, "Send someone to put out the fire?"
“No need.” Xie Jing Xing stopped him.
"This Ming Qi Palace is not clean, and it's happy to burn." He raised his eyebrows: "I didn't miss the appointment with the fireworks in the daytime."
"What does that mean?" Ji Yushu didn't understand.
Xie Jing Xing looked at the corner of the sky that was dyed red by the firelight, but in the clear and bright moonlight there appeared that lonely drinking figure.
"This dynasty has failed you, and this king will overthrow this dynasty for you." He whispered: "This is probably your wish."
But he didn't notice that the red rope that had been firmly tied to his wrist and had not fallen off after following it for several years suddenly broke, and fell into the fire on the ground, turning into ashes.
No one heard it, and in the ashes, the woman sighed a long time.
So this is robbery, so this is fate.
What you see with your eyes may not be true. What the ears hear may not be true. In the past two lifetimes, he stood on the distant peak and smiled casually, and only when he was close to him could he understand what kind of person he was. He is cynical but the most sincere, calculating but loyal. You can help a thousand troops with a glass of warm wine, and you can also drive horses to the top of the building for strangers who meet by chance. He lived the heaviest and most unrestrained, darkest and most real life. Infinite sincerity is born out of despicableness, looks down on the world, competes with cold eyes, and finally unhurriedly holds the chess and turns back, holding that little bit of light in the palm of your hand.
This is her question, her question, but only he can answer it.
"It's raining." Gao Yang put away his fan: "Summer is so strange."
Xie Jing Xing raised his lips and smiled, “Enter the city.”
"Do what?"
"Overturn the imperial power."