The happy life of the devil and the devil

For a while the two of them were both on their own minds and didn't speak. In the silence, they could only hear the gong beating three times in the distance, and the watchman's hoarse shout and the sound of clappers swaying gently in the night fog: "Three More—be careful with candles—”

There was silence in the brocade tent for a long time, and it was unknown whether the person on the bed had fallen asleep or was still tossing and turning.This season in the north gradually warms up during the day, and it is still as cold as a knife at night. However, the night wind of the Southern Dynasty has already blown a trace of moist warmth.I originally thought that people raised in this kind of water and soil are delicate but weak, but the person who looks as gentle as jade on the outside has the same determination as jade on the inside——

Yuan Shao sat by the bed silently, watching the red candle beside the bed slowly burn out, and finally the whole thing collapsed into a honeycomb shape, then flickered and extinguished feebly, leaving the whole room plunged into darkness again.He got up and wanted to light another one, but just as he took a step, he stopped suddenly, held his breath, and stood quietly in the darkness, motionless.

After a while, Ling Yucheng's even and thin breathing paused, and then instantly returned to the previous gentle and long breathing.Not long after, there was a rustling sound on the wall, and a man in black floated to the ground, opened his left and right sides, and tiptoed into the main room without hesitation.

The crescent moon in the sky was like a hook, and the bleak moonlight cast a faint black shadow inside the half-open door.The visitor sneaked in, held his breath and listened to the movement in the room, without lighting the lamp, he ran to the head of the bed like a light smoke, opened the brocade curtain, and a cold light flashed across the bottom of his wrist!

Ling Yucheng remained motionless, as if he hadn't woken up from a deep sleep, unaware of the sharp blade that was about to touch his body.The visitor was overjoyed, and was about to put more effort into his hands when he received a heavy palm on his chest. Under the excruciating pain, he couldn't help but fly backwards, ping-pong-pong all the way, and it was hard to tell if he hit something.

With a "chi la" sound from the tip of the dagger, a long cut was made in the brocade, and it flew out.The two people on the bed and under the bed stood silently facing each other, only to hear the assassin crouching on the ground coughing continuously, spit out a mouthful of blood occasionally, but could not die for a while, struggling to reach the dagger that fell on the ground two steps away, nails on the wooden floor Scratching and squeaking, it sounded very frightening in the dark.

"So sure I will save you?"

"I would like to ask His Majesty to let me go, okay?"

Sitting up on the quilt, Ling Yucheng stared at Yuan Shao and replied coldly, then turned his gaze to the assassin who was rolling and struggling on the ground, and couldn't help but smile wryly after only one glance.

"Even your master wants to kill me?"

"Cough—cough cough cough!" The assassin wanted to speak, but when he moved, a mouthful of blood spewed out, gasping for a long time before he raised his head and said, "Ling Yucheng! You are full of evil—everyone in the world will be punished... "Before the words fell, I don't know where the injury was affected, and another mouthful of blood was sprayed on the ground.

The direction of the wind had turned at some point, and the moist mist mixed with a strong woody smell rolled in, and the bloody smell that gradually permeated the room made people feel very strange.Ling Yucheng stared at the assassin whose aura was gradually weakening underground, the smile on his mouth subsided unknowingly, and he turned his head to Yuan Shao and said, "Did you hear me, I am full of evil, and everyone in the world can punish him for it."

"Of course I know." Yuan Shao gritted his teeth resentfully, wanting to step forward and strike the assassin immediately, but he didn't know what Ling Yucheng wanted to ask, so he could only clench his fists on the sidelines, Looking under the lamp, the taut profile looks like cast iron. "I use people like you!"

The two asked and answered. The assassin lay on the ground and heard it clearly. He raised his head, stared at Yuan Shao for a few times, and gasped: "It's you! It's you!" Suddenly he shouted sharply: "Ling Yucheng, you are also a dignified man, and you are willing to marry a man! If you still have any shame, kill yourself quickly, and don't live in this world to embarrass us Da Yu men!"

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Shao's heart sank. Before he could stop drinking, he saw Ling Yucheng's face turned pale, and he laughed instead. He raised his hands and showed the shackles on the assassin's wrists, "I I also want to die, but it seems that I still have to thank you."

"Are you enough!" Yuan Shao shouted under his throat, but was stared back by Ling Yucheng.The assassin was not afraid when his death was imminent, he stared straight at the two people who were sitting and standing, and laughed with his head up: "Ling Yucheng, no wonder you are so confident, it turns out that you have hooked up with the barbarians of Beiliang a long time ago! Poor Marquis Yunyang The lineage started from the dragon, and the marquises of the past generations have made great military achievements, but you have such a thing! You two adulterers——" Suddenly speechless, looking at this and then that, I couldn't continue for a while .

Ling Yucheng chuckled suddenly.He had always looked indifferent before, and almost had no business, but now he smiled, and a gleam of light flashed across his pale cheeks, and there was something thrilling in an instant.Even the assassin was dazzled for a moment, watching him leaning forward slightly, and asked in a soft voice: "Mr. He sent you here because you want you to put me to death no matter what? It's hard for me Your benevolent teacher has quit the imperial court for four or five years, and you are a great priest. He also taught you to memorize these words, right? Even if you can’t kill me, you will force me to commit suicide in shame?”

The voice of these few words was soft, like the spring breeze blowing on the face in March, but every sentence was as if he could see it, the assassin just nodded in a daze, and unconsciously followed his words: "Mr. Xiang said, If a person like you goes to the Northern Kingdom, the Southern Dynasty will be a disaster. Before you reach that Majesty, I will take your life no matter what method I use, even if the method is despicable. Who knows— —” Thinking of the situation where my benefactor wandered around the room and was burning with worry, I felt heartbroken. I glanced at Yuan Shao who was standing on the sidelines, and suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood. He tilted to the side, fell to the ground slumped, and lost his breath.

"If people like me go to the Northern Kingdom, the Southern Dynasty will be a disaster..." Ling Yucheng stared at the motionless corpse on the ground for a long time, murmured these two sentences, and suddenly burst into laughter. Faintly but with tears.Yuan Shao stared at him silently for a long time, pulled the chair and sat aside, and waited for him to gradually calm down before asking softly: "The Mr. He you are talking about is the Wenyuange University where Jiayou retired eight years ago and returned to his hometown. Shi He Yunshan, right?"

"Yes——the chief examiner of Jiayou's second-year examination is also my teacher." Ling Yucheng lowered his head, and the corner of his mouth curled up into an arc that was not considered a smile at all, "Dayu, there is finally someone who understands .”

"It's a pity that this sensible person only knows how to be wise and protect himself." Yuan Shao stabbed unceremoniously, "The eighth year of Jiayou was the year when the emperor of the Southern Dynasty and that power minister Liu Mingxia had the most troubles. He, the veteran of the three dynasties, only knew to take advantage of this time Retired and returned home. Later, you were the one who sent troops to Beijing to wipe out powerful officials, and his reputation was clean, so besides offending a large group of people, what benefits did you gain?"

"At least—at least if He Lao Xiangguo is still in court, even if the emperor kills me, he won't—nor..."

"If he is still in the court, with that temperament that only knows how to nod and say yes, and no one will offend, do you think he will say a word for you? At most, he will send someone to kill you privately like today, and he will make a good name for it. To preserve your reputation, to do anything for national affairs—a coward!"

With a "coward" scolding, His Majesty the Emperor Tiantong seemed to have finally found the perfect punching bag, and let out the sulking anger he suffered in Lingyu City today:

"That Zhao Sheng is also a joke. I just sent someone to go around the border. At best, I drove some more horses, and he reported it as a [-] army? Thanks to your emperor, you really believed it, and agreed to marry in a hurry! Border! As long as there is a general who understands something, it won't be so troublesome, right?"

A general who understands?Ling Yucheng smiled wryly.In the Northern Xinjiang camp, except for Zhao Sheng, who is the prince, most of the others came out with his own hands, all prosperous and all damaged. Even if they were not locked up and sent to prison, they would not be able to stay in their old seats safely , where can I write a book to analyze the situation?

"How are my subordinates now?"

"Most of them are in prison." Yuan Shao replied softly while recalling the spies these days, "It's better to be the son of the earl, the marquis, who is protected by his family, that is, locked at home and not released. The others, It seems that it is either in the Ministry of Punishment or in Dali Temple, so I don’t know if there is any execution.”

After a pause, he still couldn't help but sneered: "So what if everything is safe and sound? — Besides you, how many generals in the Southern Dynasty were my opponents? Even if there were, if you ended up like this, what will come later? How many are willing to fight desperately?"

"That's why His Majesty said you wanted me to be the empress, right? If it's just being wronged and imprisoned, even if the whole family is executed, it will not be able to stop those civil servants and military officers from serving the country. However, such an end—such an end..."

Sent out by the country to marry?As a majestic man, he was sent out by his own country with both hands, is he allowed to marry another man?There are many people in this world who are not afraid of death, but the more people are not afraid of death, the more they cannot bear the humiliation that life is worse than death.

"I won't hide it from you. I didn't say this just for you. As long as the emperor of the Southern Dynasty issued an order to send you out, it would be enough for people to see the death of the rabbit and the fox. As for you, if you don't follow If you leave me, you will have no other choice but to die."

He untied the wine bag from his waist, and took a sip leisurely: "Once you die, at least half of the confidant generals you brought out will be abolished. In a few years, my troops will go south. Where can there be opponents in the Southern Dynasty?" Leng Leng Glancing at Ling Yucheng: "If you don't go with me, you will lose your life in vain, but it won't hinder my plan!"

"you--"

Just blurting out this word, Ling Yucheng felt as if his throat was blocked, and he couldn't speak any more.The corpse of the underground assassin lies quietly. If there are dramas or something in the future, that guy might be able to win praises for his loyalty and courage. So what if he dies here?Useless to the country, useless to others, self-sacrificing one's life for righteousness, sacrificing one's life for benevolence are all unworthy, it's just a joke after all.

A subject abandoned by the country and the monarch...

Apart from protecting his so-called dignity, what is the value of his life now?

"What's more, why do you want to die? Are you guilty of doing something wrong yourself, so you can only die to atone for your sins? Or are you afraid of other people's gossip, so you have to use death to escape? You have slaughtered more than one city, The life in hand is not [-] but [-], and it is not a day or two to be called a traitor and a traitor, there is no reason why I can't stand other people's mere words!"

These words came ruthlessly and quickly, every word was heartbreaking, the infinite grievances and anger that could not be said before were actually split like a bamboo, without a single word of refutation.Ling Yucheng clenched his fists and then loosened them, his chest kept rising and falling, and finally couldn't help retorting: "How do you understand—"

"The so-called strength of character of your Southern Dynasties literati? A few years ago, the son of some scholar was ordered to marry Su Tai, and the kid hanged himself on the day he received the order. What happened? Yes? But who would praise him that he would rather die than humiliate..." Seeing Ling Yucheng's face turn pale a little bit, Yuan Shao sneered lightly: "Look, you don't even think that death like this is a kind of integrity. "

"Since the Southern Dynasty has ordered you to get married, more than half of my layout has been completed. Now the Southern Dynasty can no longer accommodate you. As for my subordinates, it is not too important to have one more general or one less. To be honest, whether you will die or not , it doesn’t matter much to me—”

Yuan Shao spoke leisurely, watching Ling Yucheng's face gradually turn from pale to pale green, even a little transparent, and then he smiled and threw a decisive blow:

"It's just you, are you willing to kill yourself silently and ruin your literary talent and martial arts for nothing?"

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