The happy life of the devil and the devil

The author has something to say: That... the revision is complete.

This revision involves the end of Chapter 66, and Chapters 68 and 69.

Please start reading from the modified part, thank you.I also thank everyone for tolerating my revisionism from time to time, and for patiently waiting for Nuan Meng.

ps: How stupid I am to take "Outdoor Hypothermia and Emergency Treatment" as the outline of this chapter...

The new wind is like a gust of wind.

Mayor Ling Yu knelt in front of the court, staring at the thin and winding lines on the blue bricks in front of his knees, feeling empty and cold in his heart.

...Unexpectedly, it has come to such a point.

Being favored and arrogant, acting recklessly, ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth... All kinds of actions are the kind of person he hated the most in the past.

Ling Yucheng, when did you become such a person?

That is your majesty, the supreme emperor of Beiliang, not someone who will indulge you without bottom line no matter what you do.

Between you, there are only monarchs and ministers.

Just monarchs and ministers!

After the question and answer just now, the warning in Yuan Shao's words is clear and clear, but you still have to forcefully go beyond, to touch the monarchy that he values ​​most and will never allow anyone to touch it - what is the reason, what is the little credit you have made in the past, what is the reason? Your self-righteous little talent, or your majesty's favor?But what love and affection does he have for you, others don't know, don't you know it in your heart!

You were sent to death row in Yuyang and abandoned by the court of Dayu. Have you forgotten the reason? Do you want to repeat the same mistakes here!As a courtier, what is your duty? Didn't that earth-shaking change, that unforgettable pain, still not teach you?

Thinking of this, I was secretly startled, from my fingertips to my hair was icy cold, only a layer of sweat was dripping from my vest.In the twilight, the sound of deliberately light footsteps came and went, and the lanterns in the surrounding corridors were lit one by one, but he was completely unaware from the beginning to the end.

After an unknown amount of time, a pair of black leather short boots finally stepped on the square brick that he had been staring down at.Ling Yucheng's shoulders trembled slightly, he didn't dare to raise his head, he just stared at the toe of his boots and called out in a low voice: "Your Majesty."

"……Humph!"

Ling Yucheng didn't need to raise his head, but he could feel Yuan Shao staring at him condescendingly, his heavy and downcast gaze seemed real.He didn't dare to move, and knelt upright with his head bowed. After a while, he heard Yuan Shao ask coldly:

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"Your Majesty calm down, I know I was wrong."

The voice of the reply was unprecedentedly weak. In my impression, Ling Yucheng had never been so cautious in front of him—Yuan Shao secretly sighed, raised his right hand to pat him on the shoulder, but finally fell back to his side, walking Take two steps back, turn around and look at him:

"To deal with those guys who caused trouble, your punishment can be regarded as quite satisfactory. You didn't raise it high and put it down lightly. It's just that this matter has to be dealt with by the Jinwu Guard first. Last time—do you understand?...It's night, come in with me."

He turned around and walked away. After taking a few steps, he didn't listen to follow behind, and turned his head with a frown: "Why?"

"I beg Your Majesty to be merciful—" Behind him, Ling Yucheng raised his head, looking up at him sadly in the night, his eyes were burning brightly: "I have already dealt with them first, if there is any inadequacy, I will take care of you." It is up to the minister to take charge!"

If it wasn't for the fact that he kept reading to cultivate his energy and improve his mood, Yuan Shao would almost have slapped him with his palm!

"Are you going against my will?"

"I don't dare," even though the palm didn't strike seriously, Ling Yucheng couldn't help leaning back to dodge it in anger, then knelt down again, and met Yuan Shao's piercing eyes without blinking. :

"I just can't let them go... I beg Your Majesty to be merciful, sir, they are the only ones left."

"It's just this time. Next time I commit another crime, I will definitely ask His Majesty to deal with it. I dare not make my own decisions like today."

"Please Your Majesty, give me a chance."

Only these people... These soldiers who came to Beiliang with him, abandoning the tomb of his ancestors and relatives in his homeland, were the only place he could have, the only place where he could place all his tenderness and trust.

"...you only have them?"

Perhaps infected by the desolation in his tone, the rhetorical voice from above his head was slow, not at all as angry as before.Yuan Shao walked back two steps slowly, frowning and looking at Ling Yucheng's begging expression, he sighed leisurely after a while:

"What about Great Liang? Thousands of miles of territory, billions of people, you don't care at all? How they live, whether the harvest is good or bad, whether they win or lose the border war, has nothing to do with you? To you, this country is nothing but a tool to realize your ambitions?"

"You are the empress of my Great Liang.—Take a step back and say, you are also an important subject of my Great Liang. You can't be so isolated from your family and country!"

Listening to Yuan Shao's slightly angry but more earnest words, Ling Yucheng's lips moved slightly and wanted to answer several times, but in the end, a wry smile slowly surfaced.

"Chen... Thank you, Your Majesty, for teaching me. I understand all these words."

However, if you understand it, you understand it... If you want him to love Beiliang as his home and country like Yuan Shao, he still has no way to do it.

It was his lord's home country... not his home, much less his country.Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, every breath, he has no way to affect it.

Under the light, the eyes that looked down at him gradually became disappointed.

"In other words, you still refuse to change your mind?"

"...Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"You are still obsessed with your obsession..." Yuan Shao sighed heavily above his head: "Don't you know why I am annoying you?"

Ling Yucheng suffocated instinctively.This was something he had never dared to bring up and tried his best to avoid thinking about—but how could he not know, how could he not know!

The [-] troops in northern Xinjiang are ordered to guard the gate of the country, but they know the general's order and do not obey the emperor's edict!Yuan Shao's reprimand from more than a year ago is still in his ears. If he really abides by the minister's chastity from the bottom of his heart, as soon as he hears about the accident, he should arrest all the generals who caused the accident, and then immediately enter the palace to plead guilty.But his first reaction was to deal with it by himself - at the root of it, he still regarded Xuanjiawei as his own private army!

He could only kowtow deeply:

"I will definitely strictly restrain my subordinates in the future... Only this time, I beg Your Majesty to show mercy and allow you to accept me once."

"You..." The helpless persuasion only started and then ended sadly. Yuan Shao decided to take a look at Ling Yucheng, and turned around with a flick of his sleeves:

"If you want to kneel, then kneel."

The sound of boots creaked away, the door behind him opened and closed, and then there was no more movement.I don't know how long it took before Ling Yucheng straightened up from the posture of kneeling and kowtowing, turned his back to the sky, and cast his eyes on the dark night without stars and moon.

The face was moist and cool, and something as soft as a feather fell on the forehead, quietly melting away.Countless white and light beings were swept by the howling north wind, and they fell down from the dim lights under the eaves of the corridor——

The second heavy snowfall in the 11th year of Tiantong fell on the capital on this night.

Qiaolou played the third watch leisurely.The sound of small footsteps on the snow and the sound of the clapper of the eunuch watching the night approached from a distance, and then gradually moved away along the path between the palace wall and the palace wall.

Ling Yucheng blinked, shaking off the snowflakes stuck to his eyelashes that blocked his vision, and took a breath of damp cold air carefully.

There was no feeling in the knee long before nightfall.Up to now, the two legs are no longer his own.

This feeling was so familiar to him.

At that time, he had just left his mother and was taken to another woman.Suddenly, the woman disappeared, and everything in front of him was covered with whiteness, and he was changed into a rough linen white dress, and brought to the mourning hall filled with incense, and someone ordered him to kneel in his ear every day. Knock, kneel again, knock again...

Every move was watched by two strange middle-aged women with hawk-like eyes, and they were critical from time to time.Standing irregularly, holding bowls and chopsticks in the wrong posture, running a few steps in the courtyard, or blurting out "My mother..."

It can range from a dozen or twenty strokes of the ruler, to being dragged to the ancestral hall, kneeling on the cold stone floor for an hour or two, and it is not uncommon even in the middle of the night.

In such an experience, he quickly developed the same demeanor as the children of the nobles in the capital, and also learned the initial forbearance and cover-up.

...It was only after he became an adult that he heard that those two women were the maids who served the princess. It's not good to disgrace her too much..."

Then, the two female officials supervised his words and deeds as teaching nuns, and lived in the princess mansion as if they were emperors.

Later, he studied hard, became an official, left the capital, and had nothing to do with those two female officials.Later, in the bloody sky street that night when the rebellion was suppressed, the two of them mingled with the female relatives of some rebel's mansion, and were cowered and pushed down in front of his horse.

At that time, he looked down, turned his head and said to his subordinates, "I have rewarded you", and then urged the horse to move forward without caring.

... At that time, or when he was accompanying him in the palace, he was almost always filled with anger when he was punished to kneel alone or in public, but this time, his heart was full of guilt and fear, which almost overwhelmed the waves of waves on his body. The coldness from Bo.

Snowflakes the size of half a palm were swept up by the new wind, and they were whipped down from head to face.From kneeling at the right time to now, the thin military uniform has long been soaked in snow water, sticking to the body wet, unable to provide any warmth.Looking down, the snow covered his knees, and the two calves kneeling on the ground were buried in the snow, and the black trouser legs had been covered by snowflakes so that they could not be seen.

At the beginning of the second watch, Yuan Shao came back from the stone hall where he practiced martial arts after finishing his evening class. He clearly heard the sound of leather boots stepping on the stone slab approaching step by step, and he stopped quietly in the corridor not far from him.At that time, neither of them spoke to each other. Afterwards, the lights in the sleeping hall were extinguished one by one, and there was no human voice in the entire courtyard.

Suddenly, another time passed.

Ling Yucheng clenched his fist slowly but firmly.The cold and stiff fingertips sank into the palm one by one, and the blunt pain took a lot longer than usual to be conveyed, and then one finger after another spread as far as possible, and turned outward.Concentrating on feeling the tension from the skin on the back of his hand and the palm of his hand, as well as the tactile sensation of the gust of wind and snow flakes passing between his fingers, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……fine.

The speed of the temperature passing from the body is better than the estimated worst case. According to the current situation, even if he kneels motionless in the court until dawn, at most it will be a serious illness.

Kneeling all night, a serious illness, ... plus he sent He Liu to give gifts to apologize, and the handling of the officers and soldiers who caused the accident, it should be able to barely appease the anger of the hussars.

You can also buy him enough time to sort out the strangeness in this incident.

The morale of the army is not stable, there may be traitors, and some people even communicate with the envoy of Dayu behind his back——before all this is found out, he cannot, and dare not, hand over all the relevant people to the envoy Wang Qi and others. In the hands of the people sent by His Majesty.If there really is a traitor, if it is publicized by someone with a heart before His Majesty knows about it, he can't afford such a consequence!

But, Your Majesty.

His Majesty……

This time, the minister really knew that he was wrong.

I just don't know if I still have the right to ask you to appease your anger...

Every muscle in his whole body was trembling violently, and he couldn't stop it even after gritting his teeth several times.The air sucked into the nose and nose was icy cold, every time I exhaled, my internal organs shrank from the cold, and my lungs throbbed with dull pain, as if thousands of small knives were wantonly stirring inside, I wanted to bend down and cough up my entire chest.

...Is it an old injury... When returning triumphantly from Jianmen Pass, Yang Qiu clearly said that the lungs were hit hard when he was assassinated, and the injuries left behind have not fully healed...

If I knew it earlier, I should have recuperated for a while, instead of thinking that I was cured when I didn't cough or hurt, and didn't take the doctor's advice to heart.

However, even such coldness and pain are not as good as the coldness permeating from the bottom of my heart.

In the past more than a year, it was His Majesty who was both a gentleman and a teacher, a brother and a friend, who contained him and guided him quietly.If it weren't for his majesty's long-term firm support, unshakable trust and reliance, as well as knowing smiles at the same time, when he was hurt, if he was inadvertently relieved and warm...

For more than a year, how can he survive?

Ling Yucheng, oh Ling Yucheng, for more than a year, you have gone so smoothly step by step, you really think it's all because of your ability!

What are you talking about, "I only have them", and His Majesty's intentions for you, are you blind, or are you deliberately pretending not to see?

What reason do you have to ask for his kindness like in the past.