Ze Tian Ji

Chapter 57: Prisoner of Tong Palace

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Behind the Hanguang Palace of the Great Zhou Palace, a green bamboo chariot slowly drove up, the curtain in front of the palace fluttered, Mo Yu appeared on the stone steps, and the starlight fell on her beautiful face, illuminating her slender eyebrows, bright eyes, and There is that touching plum makeup between the eyebrows and eyes.

She looked at the two snow-white reindeer in front of the chariot, slightly raised her eyebrows, looking a little surprised, and asked, "Where's Black Jade?"

The black sheep had disappeared into the dark night before, without a trace.

Granny Ning supported her hand and walked down the stone steps, and said softly, "That little ancestor has gone somewhere."

Mo Yu knew that the black sheep had a withdrawn personality and never listened to others in the palace, so he shook his head and said, "That's a child."

Granny Ning glanced at the night behind the Hanguang Palace, thinking in her heart, standing by the pool with nowhere to go, he is actually a child.

Mo Yu knew what she was thinking, and said with a slight sneer: "Children, when they talk about anger and cruelty, they say one thing after another. They look good, but they don't know that it is just a bluff in the eyes of others. , It’s just ridiculous.”

Granny Ning said: "This old slave thinks people who are ridiculous are so cute."

The matter of Chen Changsheng's entry into the Orthodox Academy a few months ago was handled by Granny Ning. When she replied afterwards, Mo Yu knew that she had a good opinion of Chen Changsheng. Seeing that she insisted on speaking good things for Chen Changsheng at this time, he didn't think it was disobedient. , because this matter is over.

If Chen Changsheng couldn't get out of the abandoned garden, couldn't appear in front of everyone in Weiyang Palace, he couldn't break the marriage contract between Xu Yourong and Qiu Shanjun. By that time, no matter how many cruel words he had said, they would only become jokes , all his anger can only burn himself even more painful.

The green bamboo cart drove towards Weiyang Palace.

The teaching of Tiandaoyuan was forced to commit suicide by Zhou Tong's notoriety. After all, the Ivy Banquet needs to be presided over, not to mention that there are many important figures in the Southern Mission that will be received tonight. His Royal Highness Chen Liu came to the palace on behalf of the Holy Empress, and Mo Yu also made an appearance in person to show his solemnity.

Granny Ning was holding on to the window lattice of the green bamboo cart, and holding the window with her left hand, still looking towards the direction of the abandoned garden from time to time, with a look of pity on her face.

"Grandma, don't worry, the little guy will be fine."

Mo Yu's voice came from the green bamboo cart: "No one can break the restriction of the Black Dragon Pond, unless someone opens the garden gate outside, no one can ever leave, he just stays in the garden and suffers from the cold wind, and he will not mess with him." Compared with these things that happened, what are they?"

Granny Ning thought about the rumor, and said worriedly: "What if he encounters a taboo?"

Mo Yu said, "Since it's a taboo, why is it so easy to encounter?"

She spoke casually and seemed cold, but Granny Ning could hear the exhaustion in the process. Thinking of the girl on the stone steps in front of the temple, she looked haggard under the stars, and she did not hesitate to wear and tear on the girl. Zhen Yuan also wanted to use a secret method to trap Chen Changsheng, which was a bit incomprehensible.

"Miss, you once promised Miss You Rong that you would not do anything to that boy."

"Did I move my hands tonight? I just moved my mouth."

Mo Yu thought about the letter from the south a few months ago, and said angrily: "That damn girl doesn't want to marry him, but she still doesn't allow anyone to do anything, don't hurt him, don't hurt him, give such rules, otherwise Why is it so troublesome, it requires me to spend so much thought."

With her terrifying realm of cultivation, coupled with her terrifying power and status in the Great Zhou Dynasty, there must be tens of thousands of ways to deal with a young man like Chen Changsheng, which can make him feel so painful that he can't live without love. A letter has to be so troublesome.

The more she thought about it, the more unhappy she became, and she said: "My family pointed out the broken marriage and asked me to take the trouble. She hid in the south to be a good person, but she asked me to be this wicked person. Didn't you hear how that young man scolded me earlier? It wasn't her, I would have killed him directly!"

Granny Ning said with a smile: "Young lady and Miss Yourong are like sisters, you should put more thought into it."

Mo Yu sneered and said, "It is said that Black Jade is the little ancestor, but in fact, that Phoenix is the real little ancestor. People in the whole continent think that she is pure and pure, smart, and carved with ice, but they don't know that she is a cheapskate." I can't afford to offend anyone. If you really want to make her unhappy, she can do anything. I didn't come to help her because of the sisterhood. what to do?"

Granny Ning said in relief: "Fortunately, as long as tonight is over, you don't have to worry about anything."

The curtain of the car was lifted slightly, and Mo Yu looked at the abandoned garden behind the Hanguang Palace, and the cold pool covered by the old autumn forest wall, thinking about what Chen Changsheng said, wondering if tonight would really pass smoothly? Why must he be locked up here? What is the saint thinking

After those few ironic words, Mo Yu's voice never sounded again. Chen Changsheng stood quietly in the abandoned garden by himself, with the cold pool in front of him and the plum tree beside him. His figure was no longer the same as before. As lonely, as if the body was refilled with strength.

After confirming that Mo Yu had left, he started to walk forward, walked past those lonely plum trees, and came to the edge of the pool.

The abandoned garden is obviously much colder than other places in the palace, and the reason should be the cold pool in front of him. He carefully observed the water surface of the cold pool, allowing the chill to spread layer by layer on his face until A layer of frost is gradually forming on the eyebrows and eyes.

It's not self-abuse, but he wants to use the help of the environment to make himself calmer. He doesn't want to waste time on negative emotions such as anger—the few words he said to Mo Yu earlier really seem to be full of childish , Useless harsh words, seem to be completely contrary to calmness, but he still said it.

The Dao is three thousand, and he cultivated according to his will. Walk and live according to one's mind, the world makes him unable to follow one's mind, so he has to find a way to make one's own mind conform to one's mind. Only by following one's mind can one have true peace, and peace is the highest state of calmness.

Of course, he didn't want his words to become a joke, he had to leave the waste garden and rush to Weiyang Palace—he had already made corresponding arrangements before leaving the Orthodox Academy, but since those big men were able to lure Luoluo out of Weiyang Palace, he You can't put all your hopes in her hands.

How can I leave this abandoned garden? In fact, he doesn't even have a clue now, but he still said that to Mo Yu earlier, just like he told Tang Sanshiliu and Luoluo that he was going to take part in the imperial examination and get the first place.

Obviously there is no reason, looking at things that have no possibility, but he can speak calmly and naturally, as a matter of course, that kind of self-confidence without reason is shocking and admirable to those close to him, but to outsiders. Naturally, it is wishful thinking and extremely ridiculous.

Only he himself understands that this confidence comes from necessity. At the beginning of next year, he has to take part in the Great Court Examination and get the first place in the first list, then he must be able to get it, otherwise he will die. Tonight, he must leave the abandoned garden and appear in Weiyang Palace, then he will definitely be able to do it.

He must do it, so he must be able to do it. Before that, he must believe that he can do it, so that his heart can be followed.

Still the same sentence: the Dao is three thousand, he only cultivates according to his heart.

Everything he did after he left Xining and came to Kyoto was closely related to these three words.

Because only by doing what you want, you can go against destiny.

Looking around the abandoned garden, the old walls are autumn trees, the remnant lotus on the pond is wilting early, and the old year's petals are piled up under the plum trees, which have not been blown away by the wind.

I have never been familiar with the scenery, but I seem to have seen it somewhere.

He has never traveled thousands of miles, so he has seen many scenery.

But he has read thousands of books, traveled thousands of miles in the books, and seen many scenery.

Keeping the scenery around the abandoned garden deeply in his mind, he sat cross-legged by the pool, closed his eyes, calmed down, and began to recall the books he had read in the past.

There are Daoist collections, travel notes, prose by Wenzong of the previous generation, and novels about ghosts and spirits.

It was the book he had read in the old temple in Xining Town, and it was also the book he had read in the library of the Orthodox Academy.

He sat by the pool with his eyes closed, but there were countless books flipping in front of his eyes.

The cold wind seemed to know how to read, flipping through the books, and then stopped at the page he wanted to see.

There are pictures on those pages, as well as annotated text.

"Southern Keji"

"On the Origin of the Palaces"

"Array's Nest"

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes, stood up, and looked around the abandoned garden again.

The abandoned garden is still the same garden as before, and the cold pond is still the same pond as before, but in his eyes at this moment, they are completely different.

The dozen or so plum trees scattered by the pool seem unconnected and have no deep meaning, but the scenery is the same in four seasons, always unchanged, and only the trees remain.

The edge of the cold pool is rocky, and there is no break in the middle. The old wall of the abandoned garden on the outer periphery is broken on the south side of the pool. It seems that there is a way out of the night there, but he knows that is not the way out, but he has not finished writing. a sum of money.

The more than ten plum trees stand in a row here again.

This is the same word.

There is a story written in Nan Ke Ji, there is a picture in the nest of formations, and in the theory of the origin of various palaces, it tells about a palace that was burned down in the previous dynasty.

That palace is called Tonggong.

Tonggong, where a generation of emperors were imprisoned to death.

It is also a formation created by a certain generation of Pope's life-long cultivation.

Chen Changsheng recognized this abandoned garden and this cold pond, so what could he do

Unless one reaches the legendary state of congregation, it is possible to forcefully break through the Tong Palace.

Of course, any palace has doors, and any formation must have a chance of survival.

But since ancient times, no one has ever dared to leave the birth gate of Tong Palace.

Because the Tong Palace that was burnt to ashes many years ago, the god of death is guarding outside the door, if you stay in the palace, you can still linger on your last breath, but if you go out, you will definitely die.

Because fortune and misfortune depend on each other, the so-called glimmer of life is often death.

Chen Changsheng knew where the Shengmen of Tong Palace was.

Wind grows, water rises.

The place where the night wind is born but not exhausted, the water potential is restrained but not yet risen.

He looked at the cold pool in front of him and remained silent.

The sound of graceful and solemn rites and music came from a distance outside the abandoned garden, from Weiyang Palace.

The Southern Mission has already sat down, and the guests from both sides have arrived.

He stopped thinking about it and walked directly into the cold pool.