The first favorite of rebirth

In the middle of the night, the red glazed tiles of the Prince Regent's Mansion were covered with a layer of snow, and the white lanterns were swaying, even darker than the pale moonlight.

Fu Congsi walked around the courtyard, then gathered his cloak and sat in the hall. A maid handed him white water. He put the white porcelain cup on the table and rubbed his temples. His moon-white and clear face was covered with fatigue.

"My lord, go back and rest." General Li approached with his chest up, "I surrounded the palace three times, and not a single fly could be released at the gate of the city. Even if Fu Congjin left the palace, he would not be able to escape from the capital."

At this moment, a warrior in black quietly walked out of the night and whispered a few words beside Fu Congsi.

"Alright." Fu Congsi lowered his head slightly, "Then I'll go back home first, General Li has worked hard."

"King Shou saved the last general several times on the battlefield, so it's nothing." General Li lowered his hand, "It's just that the prince's health is so poor that he can't even recognize the last general..."

Fu Congsi walked out of the hall slowly, with a gloomy look in his eyes, he waved his hand and called the black armored warrior, "Go and invite General Zhao."

In the garden of Wangfu, Fu Congjin was wearing black cloth clothes, watching Fu Congsi get into a small sedan chair.

Zheyu drew out the dagger, the movement seemed to touch the wound, and the eyebrows twitched faintly. Fu Congjin stood in front of him, and the sword suddenly pierced the neck of a sergeant. The man fell heavily to the ground without making a sound. The hand in front of him lowered his eyebrows and said, "Master, why do we have to go from here? We can obviously take the secret path."

"If you kill people and run out, Fu Congsi will think that we have escaped from the capital." Zheyue waved his hand in the distance, and several imperial soldiers fell to the ground. Fu Congjin patted Zheyu on the shoulder, "Let's go."

Zheyu didn't know where Fu Congjin was going, and he didn't dare to ask again, he just kept his voice down and followed him and jumped onto the beam, the snow fell to the ground, the armored guards looked up, before he could make a sound, his throat had been cut by a dagger, bleeding blood Hot air came out of the mouth.

Fu Congjin walked out of the alley, and walked quickly along the wall in the dark. Among Yishanfang, where there are many rich and famous families, only one house did not light up. Fu Congjin walked forward slowly, reached out and knocked on the door knocker.

No one answered the door, and it was impossible for the door to be opened.

This is the Pei Mansion that was full of cars and horses parked in front of the gate ten years ago. It still has the seal of ten years ago. It is already a deserted house that no one lives in.

Fu Congjin looked up at the bright moonlight, showing a sad smile for no reason.

"Master, don't look at it." Zhe Yu hurriedly said: "If you don't leave, they will come after you."

"Rather than die in the hands of Fu Congsi, it's better to keep Pei Qi and let him fight with me to the end." Fu Congjin sighed softly.

After a while, Zheyu realized that the "safe place" that Fu Congjin mentioned was actually Jue Yun's Xianwang Mansion. When he saw the lanterns in Xianwang's Mansion, his jaw almost dropped.

Zhe Yu covered his wound and stared wide-eyed, "No, master, this...Fu Congsi will come here anytime..."

"Fu Congsi was busy arresting me, and he was afraid of being questioned by Rong Luan, so he definitely wouldn't come. And I'm going to make a deal with Rong Luan, so it's okay if he sees me." Fu Congjin jumped onto the low wall calmly, He waved to the two of them like a child.

"As the old saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place."

There are no guards in Prince Xian's mansion, so many rooms are vacant, and some of the goods that Pei Jiqing brought from outside the Great Wall were piled up. Fu Congjin walked around like shopping, and finally stopped at the door of the kitchen while touching his stomach—— After hiding in the secret room for a few days, I was really hungry.

He opened the door and walked into the kitchen. The windows here were clean and clean, and there were a few sausages drying on the wooden shelf of the cupboard. He smiled and lifted the white porcelain bowl lid, and there were bright red hawthorn berries in the snow-white.

"Master." Zheyu and Zheyue searched around, and then came back together, "Rong Luan is not in the mansion, he seems to be looking for Xiao Wansheng."

"He went to find Xiao Wansheng, which means that Fu Congsi didn't see him." Fu Congjin got up, and unexpectedly found an exquisite wooden box hidden on the tallest cabinet. He was so playful that he stepped forward on the stool and took out the wooden box. down.

The wooden box is not as exquisite as it looks from a distance, even a little crude, but there is no dust on it, presumably it is not left idle on it, but taken down from time to time.

"How could Xiao Wansheng deceive the master, it's all because of Rong Luan!" Zheyu was indignant, "Although this man is Rong Ting's son, he has many tricks and has long been fascinated by Xiao Wansheng. I don't think he will let the big Ling Jueyun go, I think Fu Congsi wants him to betray Ling Jueyun, this person will sleep in his bed without hesitation, master, don't you think so?"

After a long time, Fu Congjin didn't answer.

"Master?" Zheyu turned around strangely.

Fu Congjin held a thin piece of paper in his hand.

Inside the box is a stack of thick articles, citing scriptures and allusions, with neat antithesis, and every word is written in extremely fine strokes, revealing an obvious lean and golden style.

At the beginning of each article, this person intentionally changed his handwriting, but when he learned the characters, he used the clumsy method of imitating cats and drawing tigers, so at the end of the writing, the handwriting uncontrollably returned to its original appearance.

Although he is not familiar with Rong Luan, but Rong Luan has admired Rong Ting since he was a child, and the two of them have been trained to have a round and thick face; the only person in the world who can write this kind of thin gold variant, apart from Fu Congling, is only Pei Ji Qing alone.

Fu Congjin's hands began to tremble, and all the things were stitched together like the thin threads of a spider's web, finally weaving a fine memory.

Pei Jiqing went to die calmly, the whereabouts of the Son of Heaven Sword was unknown, and Concubine Ming did not reveal her son's whereabouts, it seemed that arrangements had been made long ago.

Xiao Wansheng begged himself to keep Rong Luan, but if he couldn't force him, he locked him in the firewood room. After taking care of Pei Jiqing, Rong Luan committed suicide in hunger and despair. When he woke up again, he changed into a smiling face. Looking at others with that kind of hateful eyes.

Rong Luan raised Ling Jueyun in secret, and then plotted against Xiao Wansheng, and then attacked King Huai. He fabricated countless lies until Ying Jueyun returned to the capital.

When he was outside the Great Wall, Xiao Wansheng explained that Rong Luan didn't want to embarrass the Rong family, so when he woke up, he told himself that he would change his name to "Pei Qi".

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Even if Rong Luan suddenly wanted to change his mind, Rong Ting and Pei Jiqing had always looked down on each other, Pei Jiqing would never entrust the little prince to the mortal Rong Ting, let alone Rong Luan who was planning to commit suicide earlier... A person like him is very likely to send the little prince to a brothel or something like that.

Only his friendship with Fu Congling could drive him to risk his life and raise Ling Jueyun into a wolf.

Resurrect the soul with the help of a dead body, seize the body and be reborn.

Pei Qi, when things come to an end, it really is Pei Qi.

"Everything has nothing to do with Rong Luan." Fu Congjin was dazed for a long time, with an indescribable gleam in his eyes, which seemed a little desperate, but also a little happy, "Pei Jiqing did all this."

"Pei Jiqing is dead." Zheyu couldn't believe it, "Master, you..."

"I can't believe it either." Fu Congjin's expression suddenly returned to normal, and he stretched out his hand and yanked open the kitchen door.

The capital was once again blocked, and the invincible regent of the past turned into an anti-king who forced his elder brother to retreat and intended to kill his nephew. King Shou was loyal to the emperor and patriotic throughout his life, and his son Fu Congsi was also righteous. The residence of the Prince Regent was searched, but the Prince Regent was cunning and escaped from the residence under the escort of the dead, so the capital was sealed off.

Just before Fu Congjin left the mansion, Pei Jiqing was uneasy all the time. Instead of staying in the mansion to wait for news, he came to Shou Wang's mansion, but Fu Congsi was not in the mansion. no result.

Pei Jiqing was inexplicably rejected, and suddenly came to Pingnanhou's mansion, Xiao Wansheng was practicing sword under the moonlight, those servants did not stop her, even the aggressive Madam Lin didn't say much, she just pretended not to know about it.

Xiao Wansheng put away his sword, poured a cup of tea and sat in the courtyard, "Xiao Rong, this courtyard is newly built by me, don't you recognize it?"

"Master Hou." Pei Jiqing didn't bother to be polite to him, "Fu Congjin was arrested by the young prince, did you know? I went to Shouwang's mansion to look for him just now. It was night, but those people said that the young prince was on business and was not in the mansion at all." inside."

"I know, what's the matter?" Xiao Wansheng stood up with a smile, and poured a glass of wine for Pei Jiqing, "He murdered the virtuous king in the Taimiao, and also killed the Taishanghuang and the emperor. The evidence is solid, and he should have been arrested long ago."

"Master Hou, did the lord ever inform you about this matter?" Pei Jiqing frowned, "The little lord arrested people in the name of a virtuous king, but I didn't receive any letter."

"You can't arrest people, the capital is suddenly blocked, how can I send you a letter." Xiao Wansheng looked at him with raised eyebrows, as if thinking that Pei Jiqing had become stupid, "Don't be suspicious, Fu Congjin's accident is a great thing, but The capital is still under martial law, which means that the little prince has not found Fu Congjin yet."

At this time, Lin Yan came over slowly, carrying a food box in her hand, and placed some wine and vegetables on the table. She was wearing a moon-white dress, her black hair was tied into a bun behind her head, and the round and lovely girl's face in the past had slightly faded. Thin, she looked at Pei Jiqing rather uncomfortably, and then said softly: "Master Rong, Master Hou is having dinner, would you like..."

"What is he going to do?" Xiao Wansheng immediately got up nervously, and pulled Lin Yan back a few steps cowardly, "Yanyan, he will leave later, he came to me for the matter of King Xian..."

Xiao Wansheng was halfway through speaking, only to realize that something was wrong. Tears rolled in Lin Yan's big eyes, and she lifted her clothes and knelt on the ground. Xiao Wansheng jumped a step in fright, rubbed her eyes, and asked cautiously, "Ma'am, what are you going to do?" ?”

"Young Master Rong, in the past I hurt you because of Lord Hou, and then I was always jealous. It's my fault..." Lin Yan's tone was soft, as if she was trying to restrain the temperament of the old lady, "When the prince comes back, Can you please intercede, my father, my sister... Mr. Rong, if Master Hou wants to get along with you, I will not stop him again. Master Hou, I know you don't like me all the time. Now where do you want to go to have fun? I won't stop..."

Halfway through Lin Yan's speech, she was already sobbing, and Pei Jiqing was also stunned, not knowing what to do. He looked at Lin Yan dumbfounded, and suddenly felt something indescribable in his heart.The regent has fallen, and the ministers who have always supported him are in danger. Once the emperor and the courtiers, the future situation is unknown.

"Melon Xixi, didn't your father have an accident? Did someone arrest you?!" Although Xiao Wansheng always scolded Lin Yan behind his back, he was used to putting on airs, and he was most afraid of seeing a woman cry, "Stop kneeling on the ground, it's cold Yo, how long has it been since I went out! Hey! He looks down on me, how can I be nice to him?"

Lin Yan quietly wiped away her tears, her eyes were still innocent like a girl, "Really?"

Xiao Wansheng glanced at Pei Jiqing, raised his hand and gestured wildly.

"Then you still look at him!" Lin Yan lowered her head and sobbed again, her shoulders twitching.

Xiao Wansheng looked at Pei Jiqing with a wry smile, and indicated that he was also on business, and he really had no time to talk about it, so he would talk about it after he was done.

Pei Jiqing could only smile, and walked out of Pingnanhou Mansion full of thoughts.King Xian signaled to arrest Fu Congjin, the emperor has not shown up for a long time, the only thing he can do is to go back home and wait for the news.

It was late at night, and Pei Jiqing returned to the mansion with a lantern alone. A gust of cold wind blew out the candles in the lantern. Pei Jiqing had no choice but to carry a dim lantern and find the main entrance of the mansion by touching the low wall.

There was no one in the mansion, but the Nuan Pavilion where he and Jue Yun lived was brightly lit, as if someone was sitting at a desk reading a book.Pei Jiqing smiled helplessly, leaned forward and pushed the door lightly, "Little bastard, you didn't know you would come back soon, but you scared me half to death."

"It's not scary for people to come back, but it's scary for ghosts." Fu Congjin got up from the desk, and the account book in his hand spread its wings like a butterfly, swaying a moving silhouette under the candlelight. The writing on the pages was clear, slender and straight.

Pei Jiqing was stunned suddenly, staring straight at Fu Congjin, the lantern fell to the ground suddenly, the lamp oil was overturned, ignited by the sparks falling from the brazier, and spread on the ground like flowers.

Fu Congjin stepped forward and quickly extinguished the flame with one step. Pei Jiqing took half a step back, Zheyu was standing behind him, his eyes were reflected in Xueliang's dagger, and sparks were reflected in his eyes.

Fu Congjin smiled slightly, with a gentle smile.

"Lord Pei?"