Immortals do not know the suffering of the common people, and the common people do not need longevity.
Shen Changge chanted this sentence in his heart, and he walked slowly up the long dark passage filled with densely packed words. On both sides of the secret passage are engraved one after another names, which are the names of all the dead people of the Jin Tangji family from the beginning to the present, summarizing everyone's life in a few simple sentences.
Shen Changge engraved "Ji Bing" at the end.
A long secret passage seemed to be covered with the blood of the Jin Tangji family, walking in it, Shen Changge could only hear mourning.
This is the struggle of mortals like ants struggling to get up, trying to overthrow the vast world of cultivating immortals.
So small, yet so sad.
A light appeared at the end of the dark passage, and Shen Changge walked out of the dark passage, and saw a woman kneeling next to the exit of the dark passage wearing a noble concubine's costume.
Shen Changge knew that it was a daughter of the Chen family, Concubine Chen Gui.
Ji Bing knew that he was destined to die, so he never got close to any woman. Concubine Chen is from the Chen family, so she is Ji Bing's subordinate rather than Ji Bing's concubine. In Ji Bing's memory, this is a capable and shrewd woman who can handle many things well.
A woman like a blade.
There is no personal relationship between them. Under the cover-up pampering, they are two cold souls with masks. Sometimes Ji Bing felt that looking at Chen Guifei was like seeing his own shadow.
However, this is only what Ji Bing thinks.
When walking out of the secret passage, Concubine Chen Guifei looked at the man with the same face as Ji Bing who came out without blinking, and then Shen Changge saw that a trace of fire in the deepest part of her eyes was extinguished. So the woman in the fancy dress was as quiet and cold as Ji Bing remembered.
"he died?"
Concubine Chen Gui asked with a steady voice.
She was still kneeling, facing the direction of the lower end of the tunnel, but not Shen Changge. Shen Changge came out, but she didn't intend to get up.
Concubine Chen Gui is a very beautiful woman, but when she is expressionless, her brows have a decisive and heroic spirit that is rarely seen in women. She looked down at the deep dark passage, wondering what she was thinking.
Shen Changge has a reputation for flirtatiousness in Jiuxuanmen, but he has never really been in contact with any girls at all. Even his own future is uncertain, how can a person who is burdened with a family's crazy delusions have the time and thoughts to think about romantic affairs? So Shen Changge has never understood women.
I don't understand, I don't understand.
Just like at this time, he didn't understand why Concubine Chen Gui had been silently facing Ji Bing for decades, but Ji Bing knelt in the direction of his death as if dead.
Just looking at the woman kneeling with her head bowed, Shen Changge suddenly felt that Ji Bing's life was not real and left no traces.
At least someone recognized at a glance that he was not Ji Bing.
Shen Changge responded in a low voice.
Chen Guifei nodded, and slowly reached out to close the secret passage.
"I see. The raven is already waiting for you."
She said that she was as capable as before, but she was still kneeling and didn't seem to get up.
Shen Changge left Chen Guifei's bedroom, and the woman kneeling on the ground finally raised her head slowly.
She reached out and touched her face, it was dry and there were no tears.
When Ji Bing stepped into the secret passage, Chen Guifei knew that he was going to die. Although the person who came out of the secret passage had the same face as Ji Bing, Concubine Chen Gui knew clearly that he was no longer that person.
He was no longer the silent man who would stare at the fallen leaves in a daze.
When the Chen family chose her to enter the palace as the dark son, she saw the young emperor in the high seat for the first time, the majestic and imposing emperor, making all the officials dare not look directly at him.
Yet she looked straight ahead.
Then she saw the eyes of the young king.
There is such a deep melancholy in his eyes, the flames of death are hidden deep in his pupils, and the pale snow mountains are buried. So lonely and sad - how could it not be sad? As someone who is destined to die, even his name must belong to someone else.
She became the only imperial concubine who was favored by others, but she was actually his subordinate.
Year after year, she watched the young emperor gradually lose his youth, but the dead fire buried in her eyes and the pale snow-capped mountains remained the same as before.
The common people in Jin Tang thought that Ji Bing was a good emperor.
Concubine Chen Guifei watched him still deal with political affairs in the middle of the night, and watched him standing at the window silently looking at the misty sky when the dew was heavy.
That person can't say anything, like mountains and rivers, like everything that is silent and eternal.
The superficial favor is to be maintained by others, so Ji Bing often stays in her bedroom, but that person just sits in the bedroom, or deals with information and listens to her reports. Once an assassin broke into the bedroom, amidst swords and swords, that person touched her for the first time.
The always silent man covered her eyes with his hands hesitantly, and whispered "Don't be afraid".
- don't be afraid.
It's not her who should be afraid.
As the emperor of the Jin Tang, Ji Bing was not allowed to practice, but she was born in the Chen family, but she did practice.
An ordinary man blindfolded her and whispered not to be afraid.
The assassin was killed by the hidden guard. Her hand was pressed on the hilt of the dagger hidden in her waist, but she never pulled it out for some reason. Like a real powerless girl, she was covered by the hand of a man who was always silent. Eye. She didn't like darkness, but at that moment she felt that darkness was so reassuring.
Ji Bing was still very young at that time.
It was a trivial matter a long time ago, but with the passage of time, Ji Bing became more and more silent and melancholy year after year, and wrinkles gradually appeared on his forehead, but Chen Guifei always remembered that when he blindfolded her eyes, the palm of his hand Gently warm.
But the man with the dead flames and pale mountains in his eyes was dead.
She watched him go to death with her own eyes.
However, in the entire Jin Tang, those who praised Ji Bing as a wise emperor would not know that their emperor had died—the people of the Jin Tang would not know that the emperor who corrected the memorials until midnight had died. That silent man was obviously the emperor of Jin Tang, but when he died, he was worse than the most ordinary people.
Everyone will think that he is still alive, so no one will sing for him, and he will not get even an inch.
Concubine Chen Gui put down her hands, revealing her plain white clothes under her gorgeous clothes.
No one is famous for him.
She was plain for him, and under the cover of her fine clothes, she was dressed as white as snow for him.
In the empty and silent palace, Concubine Chen Guifei whispered the scriptures on evocation of souls, and just after reading a sentence, she completely understood one thing - no one would hesitate to blindfold her again.
Soul, soul, soul... Will the soul return
Concubine Chen Gui lowered her body and pressed her forehead against the cold ground, panting in pain.
soul! soul!
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Raven.
Raven can be said to be a person or an organization.
It is a branch of Jin Tang Dark Guard.
In fact, Jin Tang's hidden guards were not limited to those killers wearing iron masks that Liu Wuyan and the others had seen. The dark guard is generally composed of three branches: "gold sparrow", "white crow" and "gray feather". Jinque is in charge of the affairs of the capital, focusing on guarding the palace. Bai Ya is in charge of the intelligence of the world, and Hui Ling is in charge of assassination.
The Raven is another rather weird department independent of this.
It is not a department directly under any of the three branches, but it has the right to mobilize any resources of the other three branches. The information that the raven possesses is even much higher than that of the white crow. Moreover, compared to the Goldfinch, White Crow, and Gray Ling, its methods are more sinister and flexible, and most of the conspiracy layouts are completed by the Ravens.
This one, like a crow, hides in the darkness, with conspiracy and death.
And the members of "Raven" were not those dead soldiers that Hui Ling belonged to. The black cloak that He Qingchuan faced at Jingling Terrace belonged to the Raven.
The figures of ravens spread all over the continent of the Twelve Dynasties, releasing those "demons" who had been suppressed for many years in the long years - those members of the ancient clan who harbored hostility. This is an army of darkness made up of demons, of demons, of all the madnesses despised by decent people.
The leader of the raven is also named after the raven.
However, what is not commensurate with the identity of the leader of the ravens, which is incompatible with the dark conspiracy, is that on the surface, the leader of the ravens is an ordinary Qi Qin businessman, always stooped, lean and lean, with a face With the treacherous air of a philistine. If you point to such a person and say that he is a raven, no one will believe it.
But, indeed, Raven is such a person.
After leaving Jintang, Raven took the money from selling Cangpu medicinal materials and hired a chariot to go to Qiqin. There are many rare treasures in Qi and Qin Linhai. On the surface, Raven is a businessman surnamed Qian, and this time he is going to Qi Qin to buy rare ones.
The groom of the motorcade looked very displeased at this stingy businessman who refused to pay more than one tael for the car.
So rich but so stingy, staring at the box like staring at his own wife, it's really contemptuous.
The money merchant was unmoved, and still went through his boxes carrying things one by one every day like a miser, stooping, like a philistine as much as he wanted.
When they arrived in Qiqin, the convoy went all the way to one of the largest branches of Kyushu Bank.
The convoy carrying heavy boxes stopped in front of the bank, and Liao Gan, who had returned from Jiuxuanmen, was lazily settling accounts behind the counter—he looked so unlovable after returning from Jiuxuanmen.
Damn, it's a big loss.
At that time, my mind was in a twitch, and I took out all my belongings and even borrowed money from my seniors, and beat so many sandalwood coffins in one breath. When I was in Jiuxuanmen, I didn't know which nerve in my brain was wrong, and I didn't ask the people from Jiuxuanmen for money.
So all the savings for many years were gone, not only that, but also a whole body of debts.
His talent is not good, so he just relies on the treasures thrown by money to survive. Now that he has become a poor man overnight, he can only be a counterman. He doesn't know that he can only get ahead in the year of the monkey.
Just as he was thinking, Liao Gan heard the sound of a carriage.
The author has something to say: Well...
I still like Concubine Chen Guifei and Ji Bing a little bit. I wanted to write something for them, but I couldn't write any more after thinking about it.
At least, Concubine Chen Gui put plain clothes on Ji Bing—even if it could only be hidden under the fine clothes.