"Xi Hejun think I'm hiding something from you?"
When Gu Mang asked these words, the expression on his face was indescribable. The smile and stubbornness were gone, and the sharpness and ruthlessness were still unsheathed, just looking at Mo Xi like a stranger.
Naturally, Mo Xi couldn't say, "Did you intend to betray your country?", so he closed his eyes and whispered, "I know that you are still dissatisfied with Chonghua and Your Majesty, I—"
"Don't." Gu Mang raised his hand and touched Mo Xi's lips with his fingertips. He stared at him, and suddenly smiled again. The smile was three-part sweet and seven-part dangerous, floating on the surface of this face, "Beauty , people can sleep indiscriminately, but can't talk nonsense. I am now released from the military rank, the remnant is in prison pending sentence, my brother will be executed in Dongshi in three days, you come to me at this time to discuss whether I am dissatisfied with the emperor, yes Do you want me to be so tired that my sins will increase, and I will become more and more doomed?"
"...I never wanted to treat you like this."
"You haven't thought about it now, but it's not necessarily that you won't think about it in the future. It's the hardest thing to lose weight and beauty, let alone someone as beautiful as you." Gu Mang's fingertips slid along Mo Xi's lips, reaching his lower jaw, and raised it slightly, " I have to guard."
"Gu Mang." Mo Xi's dark eyes looked at him sadly, and said hoarsely, "I am sincere to you."
"You dignitaries are used to rewarding people. Rewarding jewelry to coax women, and rewarding wealth and power to coax men. When these are useless, just reward your sincerity. How dare I ask for it?" Gu Mang sighed. He said, "People's hearts can change. Your Majesty used to treat me with heart and lungs back then. When I opened up territory for Chonghua, I never expected that the new monarch would treat me like this after he ascended the throne. ."
After a pause, Gu Mang said, "I can't see through you people."
"including me?"
"..." The smile on Gu Mang's lips deepened. He had this kind of ability. When he was happy, a smile could make people feel like a spring breeze. When he was unhappy, the spring breeze immediately turned into freezing rain.
Gu Mang raised his hand and patted Mo Xi's face: "Baby, including you."
Before his fingers fell, they were grasped by Mo Xi.
Gu Mang's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at him: "Release."
Mo Xi did not relax, he was undoubtedly sad and desperate, but as these emotions accumulated more and more deeply, it was like a cloud of turbidity, gradually making the aura around him paranoid and gloomy.
"How do you want me to prove it?" Mo Xi's grip on his fingertips became tighter and tighter, and a serene gleam of light and dark flickered in his eyes, "Gu Mang, so far, are there only people from the same background as you? Are you willing to believe. Is it only when Lu Zhanxing stands in front of you that you are willing to listen."
Gu Mang's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Xi He-jun is joking, Gu someone is just a cheap slave, you have always been unwilling to believe me, what right do I have to choose?"
Mo Xi looked at his face, and he was startled to realize that Gu Mang had the same demeanor as the traitor who later surrendered to the enemy camp.
Confined to the bottom of his eyes, it is already a decision.
At this moment, Gu Mang, like a person standing on the edge of a cliff, could fall into the abyss at any moment.
Mo Xi's Adam's apple rolled up and down - it turned out that looking back on many things, everything had already been indicated, but he was young at the time and did not understand the real Gu Mang, so that he had missed the details that foreshadowed the future.
He closed his eyes abruptly, slowly released Gu Mang's fingers, and said in a low voice, "...I'm sorry."
"What do you apologize to me for?"
"I couldn't be by your side on the day your teacher returned to court."
Gu Mang was silent for a while, then smiled: "You were fighting on the front line at the time, so I'm not unreasonable. Besides, even if you were in the court that day, what could you do and change anything?"
He sat down in front of the table covered with Shu embroidery and brocade, raised his hand and poured two cups of tea. Gu Mang's arms were still honey-colored at this time, with tight lines, not as pale as they were later.
He pushed one of the cups of tea to Mo Xi, drank the other cup himself, and then said: "Xihe-Jun, this is what the new monarch wants to do with me, and you can't change it by asking for mercy. I have never been because of you. I resented you for not being by my side that day, but to tell the truth, we are really not the same.
Mo Xi said, "This apology is not just for you alone. Can you let me finish?"
Gu Mang smiled indifferently and said, "Okay, tell me, since your apology isn't just for me, who else?"
"The seventy thousand souls of Fengming Mountain."
"… "
"I'm sorry, Gu Mang, it's Chonghua who owes you 70,000 tombstones with names."
The smile on Gu Mang's face gradually faded, his eyelashes twitched slightly and hung down. Then he sighed and said, "Mo Xi, it's been so long, and I've already seen it. Why should you do it again? mention it."
"..." Mo Xi looked at Gu Mang, who was soaked in the brothel and called the singer to play the soul song.
After a short silence, he said, "The tombstone you want to ask for for them, I will go and ask the emperor to ask for it for you."
Gu Mang was playing with the cup in his hand and raised his head abruptly.
For some reason, his expression changed slightly: "Who told you to meddle in your own business."
Mo Xi said, "This is no nostalgia."
Gu Mang wrinkled the bridge of his nose all of a sudden, a tiger and wolf with a face almost alarming: "Listen to Mo Xi. Although my army is scattered now, they are still brought out by me, whether they live or die, they are with me. It's the same person, not you. I don't need you to stand up for me!"
"That's what they should have. Every hero has it. You are right, you can't ask me."
It was silent, and the room was as quiet as a dead zone in the deep sea.
Gu Mang still stared at Mo Xi, but didn't say a word. After a while, he suddenly lowered his head and closed his eyes abruptly. This is the first time since entering the house, Mo Xi sees a crack in the cold mask he wears on his face, and the sadness behind him almost flows like a tide.
Gu Mang lowered his head into the shadows and smiled softly: "Xihe-Jun, you are joking. What heroes... They are just a bunch of ants."
"… "
"If the monument is not a monument, how can ants match? Even if it is erected, it is just a joke. Who will pay homage? Who will respect it?"
Gu Mang pinched the porcelain cup with long thin fingers, looking at the tea in the cup and the reflection in the water.
"It's also a mirror of flowers, water and moon, bricks and wastes, and I have long since stopped demanding it."
"… "
"You don't have to meddle in your own business. This is the business of our pariahs, and it has nothing to do with you, Xihejun."
"Gu Mang..." Mo Xi's throat was blocked, and after a long time, he asked, "... What should you do so that you can stop being like this?"
"You don't have to do anything." Gu Mang put the teacup back on the table, "Just stay away from me obediently. Time will smooth everything out."
But time wears out hatred.
Time can't untie your knot, and it can't stop you from throwing a gamble on the cliff.
It only wears you down, your dark eyes faded to blue, your skin scarred, and your reputation in the mud.
Time can only give me a broken you.
Gu Mang, I have come here from the future, and I have seen the end of this matter.
Every breath felt like a knife twisting into a knife. Mo Xi endured the severe pain, sinking his nails into his palms, and said in a low voice, "Then what about you in the future..."
"from now on?"
"Then what are you going to do in the future?"
"What else can I do? Wine and sensuality, the beauty of the moon and the moon." Gu Mang said, "Your Majesty cut my post, but I kept my money anyway, and I take care of someone to live happily ever after, which is not bad."
"No more requests?"
"No more requests."
Mo Xi moved his lips slightly, but did not speak immediately.
He wanted to tell Gu Mang regardless, don't lie to me anymore, I already know everything eight years later. I know that if I leave you alone, you will go down a road of no return and never look back.
But he can't say.
It has long been recorded in ancient books that if you reveal that you are from the future in the time-space mirror, you will be trapped in the mirror forever, and you will never be able to escape.
But Mo Xi really wanted to know the truth of the year, what Gu Mang thought, and what he should have done to prevent Gu Mang from stepping into the darkness.
At that time, in Gu Mang's heart, how many dead knots did he have to unravel
In addition to the cruel words of your Majesty, Gu Mang's own feelings were cold.
what else
Are there any other knots in his heart that he didn't know about, or missed—
Mo Xi was standing beside Gu Mang eight years ago in this dimly lit wing room, thinking like a beast.
Heart knot... what else does he know about heart knot...
Suddenly, an aura flashed, and Mo Xi felt a sudden cold in his heart! Suddenly I remembered an old event that I had forgotten.
Back then, when he came back from the North, he learned that Gu Mang had betrayed, but he refused to believe it.
At that time, someone else's description was: "After you left, Your Majesty once called Gu Mang into the palace once. He saw that Gu Mang was depressed and busy all day long. He thought that this person could be useful. It would be a pity to be so abandoned. So he was assigned a task. Gu Mang left Chonghua after taking over the assignment, but he never came back to return."
He asked in every possible way, wanting to know what task Gu Mang had been entrusted to by His Majesty, but those people were not quite sure.
"I heard that it was just a trivial matter. It seemed to cheer him up, but Gu Mang didn't like to hear it, so he came out soon. He didn't even stay in the hall for even a single stick of incense."
"It should be a small assignment, it's really nothing."
Although Mo Xi paid attention to this detail at the time, after countless inquiries, he got an answer like "Your Majesty encouraged Gu Mang, but Gu Mang didn't listen", so as time passed, he gradually faded away. went to this detail.
But at this moment, when this matter was recalled again, Mo Xi couldn't help but sweat slightly in his palms, and clenched his hands tightly.
He had just seen the attitude of your Majesty with his own eyes. Your Majesty intends to test Gu Mang's loyalty, so how could he greet Gu Mang coldly at this time
That delegation was anything but.
Mo Xi looked at Gu Mang's face beside Deng Yinghong Candle. If Gu Mang hadn't made up his mind to treason at this moment, then Lu Zhanxing's death and the appointment given to him by the emperor were probably the last two things that made Gu Mang jump into the abyss of revenge. stock thrust.
His heart beat faster and faster. The more he talked to these people in the past, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something strange everywhere.
… The things that happened back then were more than that, something else must have happened.
He had to know what the last appointment the Lord gave to Gu Mang was.
The only luck is that the flow of time in the time mirror is completely different from the real world. A day or two in the mirror is just a moment and a half for the outside world. It was impossible for Murong Chuyi and Jiang Yexue to defeat Shanyao and rescue them from the mirror in such a short period of time.
He still has time to find out more details in the time eight years ago.
Mo Xi finally left Xinghualou.
Although he was so eager to spend the night with the normal Gu Mang, in the end, reason prevailed. After leaving, he went to the third old friend he met.
In the deepest cell of the Heavenly Prison, a dim oil candle was burning, exuding a blue lustre.
Other than that, there is no light source.
Lu Zhanxing was lying on his back on the cold stone bed with his legs crossed, humming a little tune and throwing two dice that he got from somewhere.
He was wearing a loose and clean prison uniform, with a white robe lining his wheat-colored, tough face. Mostly because the execution was imminent, or perhaps he was very good at making good relationships with others, so the guards did not embarrass him.
There is a small table in the prison, and there is even a pot of wine on the table. Judging from the standard of the wine bottle, it should be Baihua Brewing distributed by Chonghua to the jailers.
Mo Xi came in the time mirror, and the first person who should meet was Your Majesty.
A still young king.
The second person I wanted to see was Gu Mang.
An old friend who hasn't lost his soul.
The third person I saw was Lu Zhanxing.
—A dead person in memory.
Mo Xi stopped in front of the single room and said to the warden who was leading the way, "You should step back."
"Yes."
Lu Zhanxing didn't hear Mo Xi's voice for a while, and thought it was the guard in the prison who was idle and bored and wanted to chat with him, so he sat up from the bed, leaning on his cheek with one hand, and still throwing two dice in the other. : "Astrology, destiny, future, and people's death, they are all right. You Lu brother, I can get a glimpse of the heavens with only two dice. Count 20 silver shells for one fortune, and double the marriage rate."
Mo Xi entered his cell and took off the cloak and black hat he was wearing.
Lu Zhanxing lifted his eyelids lazily, and was stunned the moment he saw Mo Xi's face, he didn't catch the dice he threw, and rolled to the side of the bed: "...Xihe-Jun?"
Mo Xi glanced at his dice and the wine on the table, paused, and said, "This is the first time I've seen you in jail like you."
Lu Zhanxing lay crooked on the bed and grinned. He gropedly grabbed the dropped dice back into his hands, and said with a smile, "Fortune-telling? There are still the last three days until the store closes, so don't miss it when you pass by."
Mo Xi sat down opposite him.
"Why don't you do the math for yourself."
"Forget it." Lu Zhanxing shook his stinky feet, "I, Lu Shencun, will die if I succeed, but if I don't, my bones will die. I have been in prison for more than half a year. Hundred and eighty times. There's nothing left to do."
Mo Xi raised his hand and lowered a soundproof barrier around the prison.
Lu Zhanxing said, "What are you doing?"
"I'm here to ask you a question."
Lu Zhanxing still smiled in a straight face: "Are you asking about marriage?"
Mo Xi said, "Ask about grievances."
Lu Zhanxing played with the two dice in his hand back and forth without saying a word.
After a while, he smiled and said, "Are you so kind?"
"Gu Mang doesn't want you to leave. So I'm here to ask you, Lu Zhanxing, if you have any grievances to sue in the battle of Fengmingshan."
Lu Zhanxing threw the dice on the stone bed, and threw a number. Not satisfied, he rubbed it back into his hand and threw it again. After going back and forth several times, he finally threw Double Six, and he finally stopped throwing it. He raised his head and grinned at Mo Xi, "Yes. Your Majesty detained me because I beheaded Lai Shi, Lao Tzu, I am the only person to do things, but Chonghua has severely sentenced Gu Mang's army because of my loss. The remaining thirty thousand, what is this for?"
There are not many people in this world who can provoke Mo Xi with just a few words, and Lu Zhanxing must be one of them.
What about "one person does things and one person does the job", this reckless man knew that he wanted to be happy for a while, but never knew that there were still powers and party struggles in this world, and his eagerness pushed Gu Mang into a dilemma as he pleased.
Mo Xi gritted his teeth and said, "Why couldn't you control yourself at that time, then no matter how misbehaving or suspicious you are, can you kill me?!"