The first favorite of rebirth

Fu Congjin put the ledger on the table, tapped the paper with his fingertips, "Master Pei, your hand hurt? When writing this word, the vertical hook seems to be a little crooked."

"Have chilblains on your hands?" When he spoke, his eyes had already seen the slight redness and swelling on Pei Jiqing's right hand joint, "You are still the same as before, you like to go to the kitchen to make things yourself, I wonder which dish His Royal Highness likes to eat? "

"My lord, why are you joking with me?" Seeing the account book in Fu Congjin's hand, Pei Jiqing took half a step back and narrowed her eyes slightly, "My lord, this is the mansion of the virtuous king. Marquis Pingnan and the little lord will come at any time, aren't you afraid?"

"I've even seen ghosts, so what is there to be afraid of?" Fu Congjin spread out the stack of papers just now, and said in a very calm tone, "Pei Jiqing, these are the manuscripts you wrote when you taught Ling Jueyun to read. In order to hide the handwriting, I never personally left a letter, but Ling Jueyun still hid these things like a treasure. As for this private account, you also secretly hid it in the study. If I hadn’t seen these manuscripts, I probably Even if I die, I will not believe that there is such a thing as resurrection of the dead. Rong Luan has not changed, he is still the straight-tempered young master of the Rong family. I guess he died after he hanged himself. Since he woke up from the woodshed, there is you."

Fu Congjin got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of him with a smile, reached out and touched the tip of his nose affectionately.

"My lord, this world is not a Pingtan story." Pei Jiqing evaded the unavoidable, and simply smiled roguely, "The same is true for the characters of the Supreme Emperor. I respect the Supreme Emperor, so I am determined to learn his characters after death, so as to motivate myself not to care anymore. Propriety, righteousness and shame, I only endured humiliation and brought up the prince. Why, is it true that the regent is the law of the Great Zhou, and the young ones can't even learn how to write from others?"

Zhe Yu had already raised his sword, arrows rained in his eyes, wishing he could cut Pei Jiqing into pieces immediately.Fu Congjin took half a step back, and continued to hold up the exercise, with a soft and gentle voice: "'Those who discuss affairs are outside the matter, they should be aware of their interests; those who are in charge of affairs, should forget their concerns', You have also used this passage in the old notebooks, do you want me to go to the palace to retrieve the files and compare them carefully?"

"This sentence is a quotation, and everyone in the world can write it." Pei Jiqing let out a sigh of relief, with a smile still on his face.

"This sentence is indeed a quotation, but how can the words before and after this sentence be exactly the same?" Fu Congjin picked up the brush and began to draw on the paper, "Your habit is to be cautious, so for so many years, even 'Zhihuzhe' The same ones are used. Do you really want me to go to the palace to find the memorials and compare them?"

"That's because Mr. Pei wrote well." Pei Jiqing still squinted his eyes, looking at the circles on the paper from a distance, "Although my father doesn't like his way of life, he likes his articles, so I also memorized them. At that time, His Royal Highness was studying, and writing this paragraph just hit the topic, and I was exhausted, so I silently wrote this paragraph. Why, the prince has been studying for many years, has he never memorized any articles?"

"Master Pei, you don't even remember what you wrote, but I remember it in your heart." Fu Congjin smiled, but was inexplicably frustrated, "This passage is not your notebook at all, but an article only written by me." After you died, I didn’t touch the mansion at all, and kept all the things in it. Do you want me to dig it out before you admit it?”

Pei Jiqing didn't know how to make an excuse, so he simply didn't think about how to make an excuse anymore—resurrection from a dead body is a weird thing, if he doesn't admit it, can Fu Congjin still find monks and Taoists to pull him out of this shell? .

He resumed his usual flattering smile, "My lord has long planned to trick me into the urn, what can I do."

"It's not me who lied to you, it's your writing." Fu Congjin also laughed, "There are not only a few pieces of writing in this box, but also a blood book left by Concubine Ming for Ling Jueyun, even Xia Chengxi's name is written on it." Above. Mr. Pei, Ling Jueyun treasures everything you left him, but you dare not even say a word of truth."

"Sincerity can't be exchanged for sincerity. Things in this world are really not fair at all."

Pei Jiqing was stunned for a moment, her fingers trembling slightly.

The candlelight in front of the two of them was flickering, and Pei Jiqing was still silent for a long time.

"Maybe I've already lost, and it's not important for you to admit it." In silence, Fu Congjin raised his head and continued, "Don't you want to ask me why you rebelled and why you killed the Supreme Emperor?"

Pei Jiqing suddenly raised his head, and Rong Luan's slightly drooping big eyes contained infinite anger, just as Pei Jiqing understood Fu Congjin, Fu Congjin also understood Pei Jiqing, even if it was Rong Luan's body at this moment, he looked at Those eyes clearly knew that the last sentence had hit Pei Jiqing's weakness, and he had to admit it.

No matter how Pei Jiqing came back from the dead, in short, in the past two lives, this person who could still put on a face before the collapse of Mount Tai, only showed this expression because of Fu Congling.

"You are still like this, and you can't let him go." Fu Congjin paced up and down the room, and finally turned around slowly.

His tone was soft, and he began to recall the old things involuntarily, "Do you remember that you were beaten before? Things are the same now as they were then. You were locked in the woodshed. I hurriedly brought things to see you, but saw Brother Huang just went to let you out, you were full of anger, but when you saw him, you smiled and were grateful, but what he did was nothing more than a little effort; if you want to learn calligraphy, I can find a teacher in the imperial court for you, but why did you choose? his?"

"It's also like later, when I raised troops and pushed into the capital, as long as you compromise a little, I definitely have a way to prevent you from dying, but you still begged to die in a chic way, just to teach him to live." Fu Congjin's voice rose again for a moment, But slowly sank down again, "Even if you use the dead body to revive your soul, you still refuse to let me go. I told Xiao Wansheng to let you go out of the city. You could be happy everywhere, why did you take Ling Jueyun out of the city again, risking your life?" Raise him?"

Pei Jiqing was still silent.

"Lord Pei, I have already lost today!" Fu Congjin raised the teacup on the table, raised his glass as if celebrating a happy event, and then drank it all in one gulp, "But I just think it's God's will, just like when I went to see the emperor—" —I want you to be a bodyguard, not like him recommending you! He misinterpreted my meaning! Since then, I can only watch you from afar, watching you hold books and ink for him, and treat him like that I am so grateful for the pinhead-sized favor!"

"To this day." Fu Congjin said with a smile: "Ling Jueyun raised troops from outside the Great Wall and was born in the army. How is it different from what I have experienced in the past. But you are helping him behind the scenes, but you are planning me in your heart. It is obvious that I am the only one in this world." It's the best for you, is it just because I'm from a bad background that I'm one step behind Fu Congling in everything? I can't bear your pity for the past two lifetimes?"

Pei Jiqing was silent again, looking at Fu Congjin, Fu Congjin smiled with countless complex emotions, as if patiently waiting for his answer.

"Prince Ning, do you know why you lost?" After a long silence, Pei Jiqing finally spoke. He raised his head, his eyes showing compassion.

"Why?" Fu Congjin didn't expect him to admit it so quickly, and was stunned for a moment.

Pei Jiqing slowly lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down, stretched out his hand to pat the floating dust on the shoe surface, his eyes were as soft as water, but there was a hint of disdain, "Do you know why Xiao Wansheng betrayed you?"

"Because of Lin Yan?" Fu Congjin smiled.

"Xiao Wansheng seems to be floating, but in fact he is very thoughtful. You asked him to find Jueyun, but you kept the matter of Tianzijian a secret, and put people around him. The reason why I can cooperate with Xiao Wansheng is not because Xiao Wansheng hates you. Cao Mang, I have always obeyed you, and I just told him what you did." Pei Jiqing took a few steps, lifted the words, and carefully put them into Jue Yun's wooden box, "Your Highness can read the book well. In the evening, I also grew up suffering in the army just like you. Fu Yunzhi deliberately colluded with the Liao people in order to frame him. His Highness knew it was a trick but went ahead anyway, and escaped with the sergeant after a narrow escape; Being able to rely on us, His Highness also kept his promise and sent him away despite General Xia's reprimand."

Pei Jiqing closed the wooden box with a "snap", "Prince Regent, you have always cared about your own life experience, so you will always be pitiful to those who feel poor. In your eyes, I am just a servant by the prince's side. No matter how good I am, it’s just pity for my background and wanting to condescend to give me alms.”

This time it was Fu Congjin's turn to be silent, but Pei Jiqing pressed on, "Now answer me, why did you kill the Supreme Emperor? Even if you stand outside the palace gate with a sharp knife, he will treat you as a brother who has done something wrong."

"Brother?" The smile on Fu Congjin's face widened, and he was vaguely ferocious, "I came from a humble background, and I could only gain a place by relying on military exploits. Even the former princess, Master Qin reluctantly married his daughter to me. Don't like that woman, but have a child with her."

Fu Congjin grabbed Pei Jiqing's wrist and almost pinched the veins on the back of his hand, "When my son was seriously ill, the emperor passed away. All the brothers got the news, but I didn't! It's just because you and Fu Congling were afraid that I would seize the throne by relying on military power. He didn’t even let me take a look when my father died! I rushed to the capital overnight after I got the news. The coffin of the emperor’s father had already been sent to the Taimiao. The emperor’s brother successfully ascended the throne and made you a bachelor, but my child died of illness in a foreign land. .You have achieved this level of field, what brother are you talking about with me?!"

Pei Jiqing looked at Fu Congjin in a daze, with a half smile but not a smile, mixed sorrow and joy, "My lord, the order to block the news was made by the old emperor himself, and has nothing to do with me and the emperor. The old emperor is seriously ill, so I immediately drove the emperor to the hospital. The Taimiao supervised the construction of the mausoleum, and I went with him. It was the news of the death from the palace that made us rush back. What he meant by doing this was because he was afraid that the emperor would miss his brother after his death, and you would be a threat to the throne. So even I was driven away together, just because I was afraid that I would pass on news to him. My lord, you yearn for power, and the old emperor has long known that if you talk about revenge, why did you kill the royal family who opposed you, but you will only support him? Your King Huai stays."

Pei Jiqing said in a deep voice: "My lord, you wear a mask when you face others, but you have to be more frank when looking at yourself. You have been using the excuse of bitterness and hatred to hide it from yourself. Are you really not tired?"

Fu Congjin's hand slowly released, he took a few steps back, his eyes were fixed on the text on the desktop, "You are lying to yourself. Mr. Pei, I know that the matter between you and Ling Jueyun is not just speculation, if Ling Jueyun knows If you take him as Fu Congling's substitute, will he be as angry as me? I think my love all the time is ridiculous!"

love.

Pei Jiqing sighed.

"First, I have never liked the emperor. He gave me dignity, taught me how to read, and told me how poor heroes have been since ancient times. I just want to be a national soldier who knows me well." He raised his head again, staring straight into Fu Congling's eyes, "Secondly, I have never used Jue Yun as a stand-in—as for the so-called 'love' you mentioned, it is just your pity for me, since I am no longer Pei Qi, a servant of the Prince's Mansion, but 'Pei Jiqing' 'From that day on, you turned this kind of pity into obsession - what you like is Pei Qi who lives like a dog and can only rely on you! My lord, I always thought you knew me very well, now Only to find out it wasn’t.”

"Then you admit it?" Fu Congjin smiled softly, "You admit that you like Ling Jueyun?"

"Yes." Pei Jiqing was fearless, "Although I don't know why I was able to use the dead body to come back to life, but I have only liked him in the past two lives."

"It's a pity, you are still tired of your feelings for the Supreme Emperor, so you miscalculated." Fu Congjin took half a step back, and glanced at Zheyu from the corner of his eye, "You are just a courtier, just like the Supreme Emperor who watched you die in order to survive. ——Your love in these two lifetimes is destined to be just an empty dream!"

At this moment, the sky has turned slightly white.

Before Fu Congjin finished speaking, Zhe Yu flew forward, and arrows shot towards Nuan Pavilion like rain. Fu Congjin stepped out of the wooden table, raised his sword and stood in front of Pei Jiqing.The flying arrows were beaten to pieces, Pei Jiqing hadn't recovered yet, the door had been roughly opened, and countless black-armored warriors rushed out from the courtyard, subduing Zheyu Zheyue. Pulling the bowstring in the snow, the handsome brows are tightly frowned.

A flash of snowy light flashed, Fu Congjin pushed Pei Jiqing away, the arrow was precise, it pierced through his lute bone, and blood immediately splashed like a waterfall.

"Take down the anti-king Fu Congjin!" Fu Congsi waved his hand, and four soldiers stepped forward, lifted Fu Congjin up like a trapped animal, and roughly poured him a bottle of cartilage powder to dispel internal energy.

Fu Congsi's tone was firm, "Fu Congjin, you have treasoned the country and murdered the king, and plotted to usurp the throne. The evidence is conclusive. How can you justify yourself?"

He held the imperial decree in his hand, his brows were white and the wind was clear, and his clothes were spotless.

Before Fu Congjin lost consciousness, he slowly raised his head to look at Pei Jiqing, showing a happy smile.

Fu Congjin was carried away, Fu Congsi stepped forward to look at Pei Jiqing, and asked softly, "Mr. Rong, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Pei Jiqing changed his expression abruptly, not knowing whether he should ask Fu Congsi if he heard their conversation, he raised his hand to rub his temples, and then said slowly: "Little prince, grab the regent, and the capital will be destroyed." It can no longer be blocked."

"That's natural." Fu Congsi said: "However, Fu Congjin's party members have not been investigated yet, Mr. Rong should not go out."

"En." Pei Jiqing nodded, and took two steps back a little vainly, "My lord, to blame the regent, we should wait for the wise king to deal with it himself, after all, arresting people is also his intention."

Fu Congsi nodded, "That's natural."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, the armored sergeant slowly backed away, and the Palace of Xian Wang returned to calm. Pei Jiqing quickly put away the paper on the table, and wrote a letter with a pen.

He hastily sealed the envelope with wax. At this moment, Fu Congsi was going to settle Fu Congjin. Naturally, he would not stare at him immediately. He set off from the back door, straddled a bay red horse and rushed to Muzi's shop, and then said anxiously: "Mr. Send this letter."

"Where are you going to send it?" Muzi raised his eyes half asleep and half awake, "The capital is still locked down..."

"The city gate will be opened soon." Pei Jiqing was anxious, only to realize that he didn't even specify where to send it, "Leave immediately and send it to General Xia's Mansion in Jinzhou."

Although Muzi didn't know what was going on, he still got up and took action quickly.

When Pei Jiqing walked out of the shop, the sky was faintly white with sunlight, but it was still blocked by snow clouds.

He was indeed burdened by the relationship between the Supreme Emperor and himself, so he made a wrong calculation.

Everyone wants this throne, but Fu Congjin is definitely not the only one behind that turbulent hand.