The blood-stained white chess pieces were sitting on the black red sandalwood tea table, like the whites of the eyes covered with red threads, and they stared in all directions without a god.
Gu Mang resisted his excitement, and slowly picked up the chess piece from the case.
He didn't notice the difference between this chess piece at first, but after looking at it for a while, his pupils suddenly closed, and he raised his head in astonishment: "Zhenlong chess game?!!"
"Gu Shuai has dealt with Liaoguo a lot, and has a lot of knowledge." Jun Shang said, "It took three days and two nights for Si Shutai to confirm that this was the Zhenlong chess game, but Gu Shuai could judge it with just a few glances. "
"Not bad. This is one of the three ancient forbidden arts... Zhenlong chess game."
Zhenlong Chess Game.
The bloody arts left over from the prehistoric period can use their own spiritual power to refine black and white chess pieces, thereby controlling all things in the world, whether it is birds and beasts, or people, ghosts, fairy, and demons, as long as the chess pieces are planted, they will become puppets. However, this forbidden technique has a big limitation, that is, it has a very high requirement on the practitioner's cultivation, because each chess piece needs to consume a lot of spiritual power, so it is impossible for people who are not at the level of a great warlock to control it.
But even so, the Zhenlong chess game is still the one with the clearest traces of the three ancient forbidden techniques. Compared with the mythical secrets of rebirth and the mythical door of life and death, the blood and water caused by the Zhenlong chess game has simply splattered the history of the entire comprehension world.
Countless people with ambitions to become kings and hegemons flock to collect fragments of rare chess games from all over the world. Although no one has been able to scatter beans into soldiers, make millions of chess moves, and make tens of thousands of black and white stones with the power of one person, as written on the forbidden art scroll, no one can completely grasp and control them. Use the Zhenlong chess game to make the universe change color, and the mountains and rivers are stained with blood. However, there are still monks who can make do with dozens or hundreds of chess pieces.
And sometimes to promote a mutiny and subvert a regime, it only requires the most critical people to be temporarily manipulated, and that is enough.
A halo trembled in Gu Mang's eyes.
"Zhenlong Baizi..." He murmured and repeated several times, his lips trembling slightly, "So... So Lu Zhanxing was controlled by Zhenlong's chess game?!"
Jun Shang said: "Yes."
It was just an understatement, but it seemed to light up all the brilliance that had extinguished Gu Mang's body in an instant.
Gu Mang said excitedly: "Your Majesty told me this, do you want me to do something for Zhanxing to rehabilitate? I can do anything—"
"Gu Shuai." Jun Shang interrupted him and poured another cup of tea, "You calm down first, you sit down."
"But-"
"You believe in Gu. Since Gu is willing to tell you the truth in person, Gu will never let Lu Qing be wronged."
What he said was so subtle.
What do you mean "will not let Lu Qing be wronged"? At first glance, it sounds like he wants to rehabilitate Lu Zhanxing, but after thinking about it, there is still a possibility: he will give Lu Zhanxing's unjust case a value, and will not damage the deputy commander in vain.
The sacrifice is worth it, which is also a kind of "injustice for no reason".
But how could Gu Mang hear such a secret meaning in your Majesty's words at this time? He blinked his moist eyes, looked at Junshang's sincere face, and finally bowed his head, he sat down.
Gu Mang is a bundle of chopping wood that can be easily ignited. A moment ago, he was so cold that he seemed to never trust anyone to work for anyone again. But it turns out that as long as this kind of ignition is needed, he will devote all of his life to it. before you.
Mo Xi closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled.
At this time, Gu Mang's rekindled hope was blazing, and Mo Xi's heart was so painful... Because he knew that things would not go as Gu Mang hoped at this time.
This fleeting flame was just Gu Mang's last reflection in Chonghua.
"Does Gu Shuai know how Gu was aware of this chess piece?"
Gu Mang shook his head.
Jun Shangdao: "After Lu Zhanxing was taken into the prison, the prison guards conducted a detailed interrogation of him as usual. But they found that his state was very strange at that time, some words were unclear, and his reaction was very slow. Gu was suspicious, so let Zhou Crane conducted a spell analysis on him."
After he finished speaking, he tapped the white chess pieces on the table.
"And then they found this in him."
"After all, the Zhenlong chess game is not so easy to master. No one has ever mastered it. So this white stone is not as perfect as it is recorded in the book, it can only be regarded as a failure. , but it can still control creatures in a very short period of time, allowing them to do what the caster wants to see."
The king paused for a while, then raised his eyes and said, "Gu Shuai, you have always been wise, so you don't need to say it alone. You should also know which side would be most beneficial to Lu Zhanxing's killing and envoy under the circumstances at that time."
Gu Mang was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "...Liao."
"Not bad. It's Liao Kingdom."
Admiral Jun grabbed the white piece, stood up, and pressed his two fingers together, the white piece spun rapidly, he stared at the piece, and then said: "That spellcaster, because he has not been able to practice at home, he can't make it for a long time. Steady use of Zhenlongqi to control others will not be able to control the cultivators such as you and Xihejun, who are at their peak of spiritual power, and your deputy commander Lu Zhanxing was sitting alone in the army, so he became the best candidate for the opponent to start. ."
It was as if the gauze had been lifted layer by layer, revealing the bloody truth and hideous and ugly scars underneath. Gu Mang's fingertips were trembling finely, staring at the unremarkable white child.
"Just think about it, Gu Shuai. No matter from Lu Zhanxing's temperament, background, status... He slashed in anger to make this matter logical. If Zhou He hadn't investigated carefully, this case would have ended like this, and no one would have suspected it. "
Bai Zi was still spinning like a spinning top on the table. Across the madly spinning rare chess and a narrow wooden table, a king and a minister looked at each other.
"A piece of chess, ruining Chonghua's first brave army, destroying Chonghua's recent reforms, and making Gu completely a puppet of the old nobility, and you, you people will never turn over again. You can imagine Is that the scene?"
"… imagine?"
For a long time, Gu Mang's expression was stunned, not without muteness, and he whispered tiredly, "... Your Majesty, I have been living in this scene these days."
He folded his hands against his brow bone and buried his face deeply: "From the time I knelt on the court and begged you to build those 70,000 gravestones for my brothers... I have already... …”
He was like a traveler who had traveled too long in the desert and was dying, but the sudden hope made him choked up.
From the angle of Mo Xi's station, one could see Gu Mang's side face, the slender swallowtail butterfly-like eyes had clear water marks falling down.
The king was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Gu Qing, I'm sorry."
In the face of a monarch who had insulted and despised him in the court, how many ministers could let go without any grudges
Leaving aside those rude things, whether it was Murong Lian or Mo Xi, none of them could easily accept such an apology from the bottom of their hearts.
But Gu Mang is a general with a poor life, other generals can be high-spirited and high-spirited, what about him
He is often scornful, smilingly going to grind military pay with noble masters, and being cheeky to establish relationships with other commanders. He is not cheap, so cheap that when someone hits him on the left cheek, he puts his right cheek up too.
There is no way he can.
He has only so much. He is responsible for the life and dignity of 100,000 Paoze. He has nothing in his pocket and no background. All he can take out pitifully is his smiling face, and he can only nod and bow.
What else can he do.
Gu Mang wiped his eyelashes with his thumb without saying a word, and raised his head.
The wind blew the candle, and Mo Xi saw that his tears were still wet, but he still smiled hard. That smile was so broken but so strong.
Gu Mang said, "It doesn't matter. At that time, Elder Zhou hadn't noticed the traces of the magic of Zhenlong's chess piece, and Your Majesty didn't know the truth. It's right to scold him like that."
After a pause, he carefully peered into Junshang's face with wet black eyes.
"So dare to ask your Majesty... How do you plan to reverse the case for Lu Zhanxing?"
But the Lord did not answer. In this silence, Bai Zi's spinning trend slowly slowed down, and the spinning became more and more tired, more and more dejected...
Outside, lightning flashed again, reflecting the distant mountains like a ghost that only drilled out of the heart of the earth.
There was a thunderbolt, and the torrential rain was like a waterfall pouring down in the world. Junshang said: "Gu Shuai, I'm afraid I can't."
Gu Mang's pupils shrank in the thunder and purple lightning, and Bai Zi on the table also turned to exhaustion. Stop moving.
Everything returned to silence, as if the dark tide of a lake was surging, the waves were leaping, and Feng Yi was about to break out.
But suddenly, the wind stopped and the water went out.
He Bo dived into the depths of the cold pool again, causing the people on the shore to wait for a long time, and to be happy for a long time in vain.
"..." Gu Mang's throat was a little tight, "What do you mean?"
Jun Shang did not answer his words immediately, but asked, "How does Gu Shuai know that Lu Qing is in prison now?"
"… "
"He still thinks that Feng Mingshan's beheading is what he did on a whim. He feels very guilty, Zhou He said, when he was arraigned, he kept saying that he wanted to see you. He wanted to do something for him. The urge to apologize to you in person."
Gu Mang closed his eyelashes abruptly, his fingers hanging by his legs clenched tightly into fists, his forehead meridians protruded, and his expression was extremely painful.
The emperor's fingertips touched the pale chess piece again and rubbed it: "Lu Qing does not know that people whose minds are controlled by Bai Zi can do it all, whether it be murder, betrayal, adultery, or all kinds of evil. They all thought it was voluntary - he was just an innocent victim, a murderer. He thought he was the murderer."
Gu Mang suddenly straightened up and couldn't help but tremblingly said, "Then why don't you tell him, Your Majesty!"
"Why don't you make it clear to him?" Your Majesty seemed to ask back, but also seemed to be asking himself. He smiled slightly sadly, and said after a while, "...Because I have a guilty conscience."
He turned his head to look at the vast rain curtain, which was desolate between heaven and earth, but his voice was even colder than the mountains.
The king said softly: "Gu don't know how to face him. He is not a rebel, but a general who has been tortured for Chonghua. Gu's heart is also made of meat... Gu has no face to see him."
After a pause: "Do you think Gu is not willing to clear his name for him, and that you are not willing to give justice to each of you immediately?"
"You are wrong. How can there be a king in the world who is willing to have such a cold heart." The king stood up, walked to the edge of the turbulent golden stage, and looked at the endless night in front of him with his hands behind his back. He was silent for a while, and suddenly said with a sigh: "Gu Shuai, there is a sentence, I am afraid that I am kneeling in front of you and say it today, and you will never believe it."
He paused for a moment and said: "—In the eyes of the lonely, your army is the most precious treasure inherited from the father of the lonely. No matter how much land and the most beautiful beauties are exchanged for the lonely, the lonely capital Do not agree."
"… "
"Orphans don't want to lose you at all."
The author has something to say:
Jun Shang: I think I could have several other names.
Gu Mangmang: What
Your Majesty: The actor.
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Your Majesty: The Emperor.
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Your Majesty: Thousand-faced Arhat.
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Jun Shang: No, I just want to know what my real name is. I am the only supporting character in the full text. I still have no name = =