In the delusional realm of Shi Yujian, Mo Xi slowly opened his eyes.
He found himself lying in an endless darkness, surrounded by the vastness of the night sky. On the Qionglu, a green and blue light belt passed across, and the light belt was flashing with small characters in seal script.
Suddenly, a quiet voice pressed towards him from the sky, hoarse like a worn scroll—
"What did you read...what?"
This means that Shi Yujian has been pieced together, and the invitation can be traced back to the past.
Mo Xi sat up with his body propped up, and said to the green light that was dancing in the night sky like a misty blue dragon, "I would like to know if Gu Mang had any hidden feelings of treason within this year."
"… "
The light belt is still twisted and coiled, without any change. Just when Mo Xi's hope cooled down a little bit, thinking that the jade slip might not have recorded the relevant past events, a dazzling glow suddenly erupted from the light band, followed by countless flickering characters twisting together and turning into The shape of a giant dragon that penetrates the sky and the earth.
But seeing its long kiss and eyesight, and flying mane, all of a sudden, the clouds and thunderstorms in the universe created by this piece of jade slip, and the storm surges! The phantom dragon scales and claws leaped upwards towards Jiutian, then swooped down, and flew towards Mo Xi, who was as small as a drop in the sky! !
In an instant, the wind and sand flew, and the violent blue-colored Huaguang stabbed people to the point of being unable to open their eyes, and there was a loud bang! Mo Xi's last perception was that the giant dragon was like pouring rain falling from the sky, and the rays of light pierced through the soul like ten thousand arrows.
"Yesterday... day... was... dead..."
A faint sigh, like the last warning to the peeping people.
"Jun... Since... When... Wide...!"
The multicolored splendor pressed into his eye sockets like snowflakes and invaded his pupils, as if all the years engraved on the jade slip would be pierced into this flesh and blood body overnight.
Suddenly, the light went out.
Mo Xi gasped for breath, and there were still remnants of strong light intertwined in front of his eyes, so that he could not immediately see which day he was brought to eight years ago by Shi Yujian.
He stood where he was, blinking hard, shaking his head from time to time, trying to restore his eyesight as soon as possible. At this moment, he could only know that he was in a very dimly lit place, and he could hear the sound of rain hitting the eaves and knocking on the windows.
After a while, someone came, and the sound of footsteps came from a distance and stopped a few feet away—
The sound of rain was rushing, and the man did not speak immediately. Just when Mo Xi almost thought the footsteps were an illusion he heard, a familiar voice finally broke the silence.
Come and say:
"The common people are Gu Mang, and I worship you."
This snow-light sound was like a thunderous thunder, and the blood of all limbs was suddenly shocked!
Mo Xi's eyes were still swaying with bizarre phantoms, and there was a buzzing sound in his eardrums, but he turned his head abruptly, ignoring the strong dizziness.
The night wind blows in, mixed with wind and rain and the sweet fragrance of magnolia flowers in the evening.
It is said that in human memory, the sense of smell is actually the most deeply engraved and most indelible. As soon as Mo Xi smelled this breath, even if he couldn't see where he was at this moment, he was instantly enlightened—
Golden Desk.
Zai Shi Yujian actually took him back to the most secret and inaccessible palace in Chonghua King City!
The Golden Terrace was built in front of the mountain behind the King City, with flying eaves and bucket arches, standing on the 999-level long steps. The whole Taiwan is built of pineapple wood, and the halls are all tenon-and-mortise structures. There is no need for a nail and a glue. Around it, a large number of agave magnolias from Xiandao in the East China Sea are planted. This flower is crimson and white, like a carp tail.
As the so-called "repaying the emperor's favor on the golden platform, supporting Yulong to die for the emperor", in the past dynasties, only the ministers who are most valued and trusted by the emperor can climb to the top. Numerous monks have been placed on the top of the mountain by their parents since they were young. To be able to get the imperial edict, to take the glory that no one else can match to the nine hundred and ninety-nine levels, and to carry a three-footed sword from then on, to achieve unparalleled merit.
After Mo Xi himself took the oath of heavenly calamity, he received a feast from the emperor's golden platform and became the "credible minister" of the emperor. Therefore, he never thought that the first place Yu Jian took him back to would be the Golden Terrace, and he never thought that the Lord had once summoned Gu Mang on the Golden Terrace.
Before he could think deeply, he heard Junshang indifferently say: "Gu Shuai, you are finally here."
The light spot in front of him is still shaking, but it is not as dazzling as before. Mo Xi closed his eyes and gritted his teeth for a while, and when he opened them again, he could finally see the scene in front of him.
It was a thunderstorm night, and the hour could not be seen. The Luo curtains around the golden platform were blown away in the wind and rain, like smoke. Junshang has a straight back and sits on the bench.
Beside him is a red fence carved with the Panlong Cloud Sea, a scene of bamboo and bamboo half-rolled, torrential rain outside, and the turbulent jade beads splashed into the golden stage, but the king did not take it seriously. The blurred and invisible Qingshan Yuandai retracted, looking at the entrance of the building through the dim candlelight.
Mo Xi followed his gaze—
After the time mirror, he saw Gu Mang eight years ago again. But the Gu Mang in the Shi Yujian appeared even colder. A thunderclap pierced through the sky, and the light of lightning illuminated Gu Mang's face, making him look somewhat sinister.
"Gu Shuai, please come in."
Gu Mang pursed his lips, and he was holding a folded oil-paper umbrella in his hand, dripping with water. There were no attendants on the golden stage. Gu Mang leaned his paper umbrella against the pillar, and walked slowly into the stage with a chill.
"sit."
Your Majesty gestured to Gu Mang.
"Gu Ye looked forward to the front seat in the middle of nowhere, and finally waited for you."
Gu Mang sat on the other side of the mat.
Looking at his expression, in addition to being cold and lonely, there was a hint of doubt in his brows. He didn't seem to understand why the lord wanted him to come to the golden stage, and he never thought that the lord would let him come to the golden stage.
Sure enough, after a while, Gu Mang asked, "I don't know why your Majesty is looking for me for something important."
Your Majesty didn't answer immediately. He played with the small red clay stove in front of the desk, and used a small green bamboo fan to heat the tea soup even more vigorously.
In this stormy night, Jun Shang said: "Gu Shuai, do you hate orphans very much now?"
"… "
"Gu I heard that Xi Hejun asked you for a drink, and you told him that you were tired and you couldn't hold it any longer..."
Gu Mang said coldly, "Your Majesty sent someone to follow me?"
Your Majesty continued to fan the small green bamboo fan without denying it.
"Your Majesty, why is this necessary? You have already removed my military rank, cut my military power, and detained all my remnants." After a pause, Gu Mang said, "You have also sentenced my best brother."
"I am a commoner now, and it is difficult to fly with broken wings. You don't need to waste this energy on the grass people."
Junshang repeated: "I just ask you, Gu Shuai, do you hate being alone at the moment?"
"… "
"Actually, you don't need to say it, Gu is also clear. You fought for so long for the country, and in the end, there was nothing left except yourself, and was taken away by Gu - even in front of the civil and military people of the court that day, Ask Gu for a tombstone for your brothers, and all you get is sarcasm and reprimand."
Your Majesty chuckled lightly.
"If it was possible, Gu Shuai would have already dismantled Gu's bones to make soup."
Gu Mang said, "Your Majesty invited me to come here today, just to chat."
The ice-cracked porcelain pot boiled, and the lid of the pot was hit with a crisp, clanging sound. Jun Shang held up the beam wrapped in bamboo rolls, and poured two strong teas for himself and Gu Mang respectively.
With his long fingers, he pushed the teapot in front of Gu Mang.
Junshang said: "No. I came to you alone to clear one's name."
As if the ice surface suddenly cracked a gap, Gu Mang's cold mask-like face suddenly showed the emotion of "human", and he immediately raised his eyes.
Because of a certain perception, Gu Mang's lips trembled slightly, and he stared at Jun Shang's eyes.
After a while, a word came out.
"Who?"
Outside the curtain, the lightning flashed brightly, and the pale light illuminated Ye and Qingshan, and also illuminated the eyes of the two people who were talking at night. Junshang said: "The person in your heart."
"… "
"Lu Zhanxing."
A roar of thunder broke through the air! That earth-shattering explosion was as if a sharp sword had pierced through the Qionglu! The lingering tremor pierced the eaves and plunged into Mo Xi's heart!
The bone-chilling chill is like a surging wave, surging up the back of the spine...
Lu Zhanxing is… wronged
More importantly, does Your Majesty know that Lu Zhanxing is wronged
The strong wind blew the rain and extinguished several candles in an instant.
The light on the golden stage became weaker, but even so, Mo Xi could still see Gu Mang's face clearly - it was terribly pale. Obviously, Mo Xi, who was on the sidelines, was not only stimulated by this news, but Gu Mang was pinned to the seat at once, and his whole body was dazed.
After a long while, Gu Mang seemed to have been injected with anger. He paused word by word and asked very slowly, "What?"
Jun Shang said: "Lu Zhanxing is wronged."
"… "
"Your brother, he was calculated."
Gu Mang looked as pale as a corpse. The wind blew the several palace lanterns burning on the high platform, and the trembling light and shadow of the palace lanterns reflected his bloodless face.
The rain is pouring all over the world, and a moth that does not know when to avoid the eaves thinks that it has escaped the claws of the rainstorm, but it does not know that its cemetery is also waiting for it on this high platform, it flaps its wings near the swaying flames, It's like running into the light that eats your life at any moment.
After a long time, Gu Mang said, "... Are you joking, Your Majesty?"
"I knew you would react like this." Jun Shang pushed the tea cup to Gu Mang's hand again, "Drink it. If you don't drink it, it will be cold. This is the Peach Blossom Spring Immortal Tea left by Huangzu Kao, there are five in total. Piece, the emperor once took apart a piece of tea as a token of respect when he visited the prime minister. This second piece will be served with you today."
At this time, Gu Mang was not only shocked, he was even angry and frightened. He was like a beast being played with, and he was confused by the carrots and sticks. He didn't even know what the person in front of him wanted. What are you doing, what do you want to get from him, and whether the next step is honey or tanning whip.
He stood up abruptly, his chest heaving, and he looked down at the man who was the most noble and the most powerful man from top to bottom.
"What the hell does that mean?!"
From Mo Xi's side, he could clearly tell that Gu Mang had spent his life's patience to restrain himself from shouting angrily.
But Gu Mang's hands were shaking, and his fingernails had already sunk deeply into the palm of his hand.
Your Majesty raised the tea cup and looked at Gu Mang lightly. The sharp tragic wind blew his wide sleeves, and Mo Xi only noticed that the emperor tonight was not wearing any standard imperial uniform.
He is just a very ordinary attire, and the white jade hairpin is as simple as a black hair.
"It means, I'm sorry, Gu Shuai. I owe you alone."
After he finished speaking, he ignored Gu Mang's stunned and confused eyes, instead drank the strong tea in the cup, and poured the cup to Gu Mang to look at.
Gu Mang took a step back, murmured, his lips murmured.
But even if he didn't say anything, Mo Xi understood what he was talking about.
Lu Zhanxing is wronged... Lu Zhanxing is wronged...
"What wrong has he been wronged... What wrong has he been wronged?" Gu Mang suddenly became a little confused, his voice was hoarse, his voice changed from low to high, from slow to slow, from murmuring to himself and shouting hysterically, "Is it true? He didn't kill Feng Mingshan's envoy!! Isn't he! Why didn't he tell me, why didn't he complain? Why did he suddenly tell me why you were the one who told me about this!!"
His pupils almost shrank as he stared at Jun's unchanging face.
It was really irrational, so that a commoner who was wearing a guilt dared to talk to Tian Huang Guizhou like this, so that Gu Mang, who had always been cautious in front of the nobleman, dared to directly address the emperor as "you".
As for Your Majesty, he raised his head slowly.
He was always suspicious and violent, but he didn't even refute Gu Mang's overstepping behavior.
Jun Shang said: "No, the battle of Fengming Mountain was indeed killed by Lu Zhanxing himself."
"… "
"No one framed him, no one forced him—yet."
Looking at Gu Mang's crumbling figure, Jun Shang paused for a moment, then took out a blood-stained, bright red mottled white chess piece from Qiankun's sleeve, and placed it lightly on the table.
"He was bewitched by others, and unknowingly he willingly became a chess piece for others." Jun Shang's fingertips moved away from the case and whispered, "Gu Shuaiguang is involved in forbidden arts, look... you recognize this A white chess piece?"