The historian can't write

It was late at night, and the Mu Mansion was brightly lit. Mu Shufeng looked down at the thin piece of paper in his hand, which recorded all of Cui Jingxing's trajectories over the years, some that humans could find out, and some that humans couldn't.

A small sparrow landed on the stool next to him, guessing that the master had seen enough, he said: "Master, no wonder you asked me to investigate this matter, the two masters and servants of the Cui family have been running around incognito for many years. It was only later that I slowly settled down, and if it was a human being to investigate, I am afraid that there is really nothing to be found.”

Mu Shufeng was not surprised, since he eavesdropped on the conversation between Cui Jingxing and Cui En that day, he knew there must be something hidden behind it, but he didn't expect Cui Jingxing to actually run around so many places, who was he hiding from?But the results of the sparrow investigation were interrupted when Cui Jingxing was seven years old.

"Seven years old?" Mu Shufeng's heart skipped a beat.

The sparrow said: "It's strange to say that the information of our sparrow clan spans the north and south of the river. No matter how long ago the information is, we can find the information, but we can't find the information before Master Cui was seven years old."

Mu Shufeng frowned, "Has this happened before?"

"In the past, more than 20 years ago, the emperor Tai-zu of this dynasty ransacked the prime minister Mu Pingsheng's whole family, and the heavens sent down the punishment of heaven, but the addition of the emperor's dragon spirit did not have any effect. The poor innocent little fairies in the capital They all died because of the scourge of God."

Mu Shufeng was no stranger to this matter. When the scourge came, he had not had time to transform, and finally escaped from the capital under the cover of Mu Bai, and hid in a deep mountain to practice.

The sparrow stopped suddenly when he said this, "Master, we can't find out Cui Jingxing's identity. Could it be because he was actually in the capital all the time before he was seven years old..." It didn't continue because Mu Shufeng's face was very scary.

Mu Shufeng clenched the paper in his hand and counted the time. When Mu's house was ransacked, Qiuqiu was just seven years old.He should have thought of it a long time ago, he should have checked Cui Jingxing's life experience a long time ago, after all... How could there really be someone who looks so similar in this world?It was him who was too conceited.

A slight explosion sound reminded me that the piece of paper in Mu Shufeng's hand was blown into pieces by spiritual power, and his phoenix eyes became flustered like never before, with a bit less lingering temperament, he suddenly got up and hurried out the door.

The lights in Cui Jingxing's room were still on. He bowed his head at his desk and sorted out the historical materials in his hands. Suddenly, in the middle of the night, he heard a hasty knock on the door. He frowned and was about to open the door, but Cui En had already brought someone in.

There were four people who came, their clothes were not vulgar, and they looked like servants and guards in the palace.

The head servant said: "Lord Cui, Your Majesty will see you."

Cui Jingxing's heart sank.

The servant saw that Cui Jingxing was hesitating, turned his head to look at the guards beside him, and urged, "Master Cui, please."

The three guards were about to move, and wanted to go forward to arrest Cui Jingxing.

Cui En sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and stood in front of Cui Jingxing.

Cui Jingxing pressed Cui En's shoulder, and suddenly said: "Wait a moment, let me change my clothes."

The servant smiled and nodded.

Cui Jingxing pulled Cui En to the bedroom, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Cui, if I haven't come back before dawn, you can go to Mu Manor to invite Master Mu."

"Can......."

"Uncle Cui." Cui Jingxing said helplessly, "The people outside are coming aggressively. Even if you can defeat them, wouldn't that be evidence that I despise the imperial power? Now Mr. Mu and I are grasshoppers on the same line. The turmoil is on the cusp, and I absolutely cannot add fuel to his fire. What's more, it may not be a fatal bad thing for me to enter the palace tonight, I am in the middle of the court, how can I bow my head under the eaves?"

Cui En gritted his teeth, "Master, at the earliest morning, I will go to find Mr. Mu."

"it is good."

Cui Jingxing put on his official robe, thought for a while and left a letter to Mu Shufeng, maybe Mrs. Mu will turn into a mimosa and come over after a while.After making all the preparations, Cui Jingxing entered the palace under the repeated urging of the servant.

Not long after Cui Jingxing left, Mu Shufeng came over alone, his hair was a little messy, and his body was smothered with a cold air from his fast walking.The gate of Cui's mansion was not closed tonight, but Mu Shufeng was so confused that he didn't notice these details, and went straight in and bumped into Cui En in the courtyard.

"Lord Mu!" Cui En seemed to have seen a miracle, and grabbed Mu Shufeng's clothes.

Mu Shufeng sensed something was wrong, "Where's Cui Jingxing?"

Cui Jingxing entered the palace with his servants in a carriage, wandered around for more than half an hour and finally arrived at the emperor's bedroom.

Cui Jingxing stood at the door of the bedroom with some hesitation, "This is not out of etiquette."

"Your Majesty is waiting, Mr. Cui don't care about these empty etiquette."

He couldn't hide, so Cui Jingxing didn't want to hide. After the servant informed him, he went into the bedroom.

Su Hu was already tired from crying and lay down to sleep, the blue veil was put down beside the bed.The little emperor sat on the chair and looked at Cui Jingxing who had just entered the door. This beautiful face was indeed rare in the world. He suddenly remembered something and asked: "Cui Aiqing, you literati say you are loyal to the emperor and patriotism, so who are you loyal to?" Jun?"

The little emperor really wanted to know. For so many years, he didn't know that these people were scolding Mu Shufeng, but he saw that these people were loyal to Mu Shufeng, and even he, the emperor, said nothing. Don't care either.

Cui Jingxing bowed and said: "The king is the leader of the ministers, and the ministers should look forward to your majesty."

The little emperor suddenly smiled contemptuously, "Since Cui Aiqing is so loyal to the emperor, have you ever heard the story of Bigan dedicating his heart?"

Cui Jingxing pursed his lower lip, "It's just some folklore, it can't be regarded as official history."

"That also shows her loyalty." The little emperor interrupted him impatiently, "I wonder if Cui Aiqing has this kind of loyalty?"

Cui Jingxing couldn't figure out what the little emperor was going to do, so he could only comfort him: "I am loyal to your majesty. Your majesty can kill me, but I can't trap your majesty in inhumanity. Today, I will cut my heart for your majesty. I'm afraid that your majesty will be killed in the end." It is written as the second Shang Zhou tyrant, and the ministers naturally cannot do so."

"But I don't care about those reputations. A tyrant is always better than an incompetent person. Anyway, history..." The little emperor glanced at the blue veil on the bed, and stopped talking, "Cui Aiqing, I don't want you to break your heart." , I don’t want your life, I just want your face.”

Seeing Cui En's expression was not good, Mu Shufeng quickly asked, "Where's Cui Jingxing?"

Cui En let go of Mu Shufeng's clothes, clenched his fists and said bitterly: "The young master was suddenly announced to enter the palace just now. I don't think the person who came like that was kind."

"Why don't you come to me?"

"The young master will wait until early morning to find you."

Mu Shufeng was stunned, hated and helpless, "He's always so afraid of causing trouble for me." But the little emperor's temperament has long been different from before. Growing up, how could Cui Jingxing handle him?

Mu Shufeng was afraid that something would happen if Cui Jingxing waited a little longer, so he summoned a sparrow, turned into a mimosa and jumped on the sparrow, "Enter the palace."

"Chirp chirp~"

Cui En stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him. This, this... It is said that Mu Shufeng used to be a national teacher who was proficient in metaphysics, but this is too mysterious, right?

In the palace, Cui Jingxing was pressed hard by the little emperor, but seeing that the long night was coming to an end, the little emperor didn't talk to Cui Jingxing anymore, anyway, he wanted this face, so he called two servants to push Cui Jingxing to the side room Remove the skin.

In the past, Mu Shufeng had never placed anyone in the palace, so the servants around the little emperor were not loyal, but they would not blindly listen to Mu Shufeng's words. Now that he heard the emperor's order, he suppressed Cui Jingxing, By the way, he gagged his mouth.

Cui Jingxing didn't know why the little emperor had such cruel thoughts, but he knew that he couldn't leave the threshold of the palace, once he left, there was really no room for him, so he struggled to break free from the shackles of the servants.

Su Hu seemed to be waking up, the little emperor rushed to the bedside to see her.

Cui Jingxing turned his head and finally revealed his mouth, "Daxing Kingdom will perish at your hands!"

The little emperor said indifferently: "He died a long time ago."

Cui Jingxing's eyes showed deep disappointment, just like when Mu Pingsheng looked at the late emperor back then, he closed his eyes and said, "I was not born at the right time, so far I have no hatred in my heart. But you are licentious and violent, and you cannot afford to be a king. Jun, you are not worthy of being a human being, why did he choose you as an emperor back then?"

The little emperor was indeed backed by the queen mother, but the prince that the first emperor intended was not the little emperor. Later, Mu Shufeng became a national teacher, helped the first emperor choose a prince, and supported the little emperor to ascend the throne after the first emperor died.

The little emperor didn't like to hear Mu Shufeng being mentioned the most. Hearing this, his whole body became even more gloomy, "Get lost!"

"Your Majesty..." Su Hu was awakened by the scolding.

Cui Jingxing looked up to the sky and smiled wryly, "Poor..." Poor his father, who devoted most of his life to Daxing and could not end well. Now that Daxing Kingdom is only the second generation, it has come to an end. He can see it clearly. Mu Shufeng is just following in the footsteps of his father Mu Pingsheng.

So what if a new king is established?This royal family is already rotten from the root.

The world thinks that historians are rigid, but the least rigid people inside and outside the court are historians. Although they are strict and serious in compiling history, they have superhuman historical knowledge and insights, and they have never been truly foolish and loyal to anyone.The same is true for Cui Jingxing, he has completely given up on Daxingguo now.

"Get out!" The little emperor grabbed something and threw it over.

Suddenly a green light flashed in the air, and the thing was blocked by the green light, and then a clear slap hit the little emperor's face.