The first favorite of rebirth

The old prince didn't drink, he supported his stomach, swayed and sat down, his eyes were full of confusion.

Fu Congsi didn't urge him either, but picked up the lantern on the ground and put it on the table, the small room was suddenly bright, the old prince picked up the wine glass, turned it around, put it on the table again, and sighed softly.

"Why did the father drink so badly? Could it be that he is not feeling well?" Fu Congsi put away his smile, with a hint of worry on his face.

The old prince shook his head, sighed again, and clenched the wine glass again with his wrinkled fingers. Only then did he realize that there was a golden dragon engraved on this wine glass. The golden dragon took off, and its eyes were inlaid with red gemstones, which was extremely noble.

"Congsi, Dad just wants to ask a question." The old prince looked at the golden dragon with a deep voice, "If both the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor were killed by you, then they have been taking medicine for several days... When did you start it? This thought?"

"Father." Fu Congsi hesitated for a long time, and sat down in front of the old prince, "There are some things that my son didn't want to say, but if I don't say it now, I always feel that I have no chance to say it again."

King Shou's voice gradually calmed down, "Go ahead."

"Father, I have always respected you since I was a child. I envied you for being able to recite poems and compose poems, and lead soldiers to fight. Even if you punished me severely in the study and replaced all my books, I never hated you." Sitting in the study every day, I still only blame myself, thinking that I was punished earlier because I didn’t read well, as long as I work hard, you will still like me, after all, I am your only child.

"Later, something happened to my mother, and I thought you had nothing to do. But since I was ten years old, I haven't had a good night's sleep. Every night when I close my eyes, I see my mother standing on the beam in white and staring at her, saying that she is very sick." I want to bow my head and hug me, but I don't want to die, so I can only be like this."

"It's just because I'm not the emperor's child, so the more I know, the more mistakes I make." Fu Congsi's voice was very calm, even with a hint of helpless smile, "At that time, I hated the dead emperor, hated Later, the emperor was still unwilling to hate you, but felt that he should understand, but I was wrong."

After waiting for 20 years, Fu Congsi finally spoke his mind.

But Fu Congsi is not Fu Congjin, he has been gentle and refined since he was a child, and until today, his voice is still as clear as clear water hitting a stone, and there is no trace of hostility in every word.He stood there with his back very straight and his posture upright. He was vaguely the son of Shou Wang, who was always in the past and who hated evil like a vengeance.

The old prince lowered his head, his expression seemed a little choked up.

"Later, you pretended to be sick to avoid disaster and handed over all your military power, so I started to really look at you." Fu Congsi turned his head, looked at the old prince with a smile, and raised the glass of wine again, "The world is so big that the capable live in it." In short, you are nothing but a coward, even worse than the stupid King Huai. You secretly handed over the map to Pei Jiqing, wanting to be a lackey of the imperial court? But I will not give you this chance, the Supreme Emperor did die because of me, he The only two children will also die in my hands one after another."

At this time, Lu Niang walked into the dark room again and whispered softly beside Fu Congsi. Fu Congsi turned and glanced at Pei Jiqing, and Lu Niang immediately stepped forward to put the handcuffs and shackles on him.

Pei Jiqing's eyes were heavy, staring at the jug on the table.

"Father? When I was young, I was only interested in reading and didn't have time to go out for a stroll. This year, the Supreme Emperor passed away, and there are no lanterns to watch during the Lantern Festival." Fu Congsi smiled kindly and raised his glass, "Come on, drink this warm wine, my son will take you Go watch the fireworks."

Without hesitation, the old prince poured down the glass of wine, and tilted his head back boldly. Fu Congsi's smile froze suddenly, and his eyes met at that moment. Before the old prince put down the glass, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably , Tears fell like an unbreakable embankment.

Fu Congsi said nothing, just watched silently. The old prince buried his face in his hands, and his shoulders began to twitch uncontrollably. At this moment, a group of warriors came in. He put away his momentary reluctance and pity, and waved his hand.

The samurai approached, clamped Pei Jiqing and the old prince's arms tightly, and pushed them forward.

Before leaving the door, Fu Congsi glanced at Pei Jiqing, frowned and asked, "Pei Jiqing, with your mind, you should be able to guess what I'm going to do."

"Why am I not afraid?" Pei Jiqing said calmly: "If I say that there is another way, the little prince will lose this move, will you stop?"

"will not."

Fu Congsi flicked his sleeves suddenly, and walked to the outside in a cool way.

Previously, Pei Jiqing had been locked up in the secret room for an unknown amount of time, but when he went out, he realized that it was pitch black outside. He was roughly pushed into a carriage, and the black-armored warriors who were no different from the Imperial Army quietly joined him. At this time, it was snowing again.

When they got near the city gate, the black-armored warrior took out a red ribbon from his skirt and tied it on his arm. The surroundings were extremely quiet, the snow reflected the moonlight, and the color of the ribbon was as bright as blood.

Fu Congsi stepped onto the white horse, fastened the black cape himself, and held the spear in his hand.

With an order, the Black Armored Army suddenly raised their torches and rushed towards the North City Gate, where an ambush had already been laid, like a tide. There was silence in the dark night, and needles could be heard.The north city gate was already wide open. Li Gui and the black-armored sergeant who also wore a red ribbon knelt down neatly. Fu Congsi raised his hand to signal the rear troops to follow out of the city. Li Gui raised his weapon and rode a black horse to follow quickly.

Pei Jiqing reluctantly raised the curtain of the car and looked. There were about ten thousand soldiers following them. If these people fought with the imperial army under Xiao Wansheng's hands, both sides would be killed or injured. It is better to let him out of the city.

Fu Congsi suddenly reined in his horse, looked back at the city gate, and then frowned and said, "Although we acted ahead of time, how come Xiao Wansheng remains silent?"

"It's really strange." Li Gui looked back, and the peaceful lights were still lit in the capital, "But we have cannons in our hands, but we don't know where the old prince is?"

"The old prince is not feeling well, so he sat in the car." Fu Congsi replied impatiently, "That's all, let's go out of the city."

After about an hour, the carriage finally stopped, Pei Jiqing was roughly pulled off the carriage, Li Gui led the troops away, and Fu Cong Sicai pulled the old prince out of the carriage.

Pei Jiqing looked from a distance and found himself on the top of the mountain with a lonely pavilion behind him. Fu Congsi waved his hand, and the sergeant escorted him up the mountain road until he was in front of the lonely pavilion.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the pines and cypresses on the mountain are covered with vast snow. The plain white mountains stretch for thousands of miles. Countless heroes bow down.

At the same time, ten red cannons lined up, very eye-catching on the white snow on the ridge. Pei Jiqing squinted and looked, although he was prepared, but still a little surprised.

Not far from the cannon is the barracks of Jueyun and Lin He. They stationed their soldiers and horses together, looking up, it stretches across a stretch.

"Did you figure out that I will use the imperial city as a battlefield?" Fu Congsi lowered his eyebrows, and asked Pei Jiqing and the old prince to sit beside him, "Although the capital is easy to defend and difficult to attack, my people are mixed in the capital, but Only when you are on a high ground can the cannon shoot farther."

"Little Prince really wants to do this?" Pei Jiqing seldom suppressed his smile, stared straight at Fu Congsi, and said in a deep and forceful voice, "You have to think clearly, once the cannon is ignited, the people in the capital will be affected, and the flood will be hard to recover. Even if you come If you become an emperor, you will also be a sinner through the ages."

"I already knew that you had sent news to Ying Jueyun, so I deliberately moved the plan forward by one day." Fu Congsi walked out of the pavilion and stood on the snow-covered hill and looked into the distance, "No matter how many years, the people always live the most Stupid, as long as I am the one who stepped into the imperial city today, the sinner through the ages will be Ling Jueyun."

The military camp in the distance was dark and dense, and suddenly a golden firework burst out. The firework was quickly hidden in the snow, and suddenly burst into a golden rain. Fu Congsi smiled and invited Pei Jiqing to look together.The mountains are towering, and the people on the plain in the distance are shrunk down, and even the voice is suppressed by the distance, but it can be seen that the two sides are fighting together, arrows raining down, step by step approaching down the mountain.

"Before, Yeluhelin pretended to cooperate with Lang Jueyun, and when he was almost killed, he would send me a second signal." Fu Congsi explained for him, "After he succeeds, I will return to the capital with Zhao Deqin to deal with Xiao Wansheng, Pei Pei Jiqing, have you thought of this step?"

Pei Jiqing didn't speak, but just stared into the distance, the black-armored warrior gradually approached, and the fireworks rose again, this time three of them exploded together, turning the heavy snow into bright gold.

Fu Congsi waved his hand, and the warrior behind him held up a torch and ignited four fireworks on the top of the mountain.

Fu Congsi stepped on the white horse, took a silver gun, turned around and said: "When the virtuous king appears, light the cannon, and use him as the first person to sacrifice the cannon, and let the virtuous king personally watch him die."

Pei Jiqing smiled suddenly, and looked up at the snow with no fear in her expression.

The old prince, who had been slumped and silent all this time, stood up and suddenly stopped Fu Congsi's horseshoe. He opened his hands, his huge body was like an iron wall, and in the wind and snow, a few strands of silver-white hair slipped out of his neat and smooth bun. Quite bleakly drifting away.

"Father, you are old." Fu Congsi turned the horse's head, leaned over and picked up the lock of white hair, and wrapped it around the old prince's bun again.

"Congsi, stop!" The old prince held his hand and shouted with all his might, "Get off your horse now, and the virtuous king will protect you from death!"

"Why should I ask him to protect him? Just because he is the emperor's son, is he naturally superior to me?! Even if he is just a bastard!" Fu Congsi flung him away suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pulled out his sword and stabbed the old prince by the throat , the old prince remained motionless, without even blinking his eyes, Pei Jiqing rushed quickly, reaching out to hold the blade of the sword, Fu Congsi withdrew it suddenly, and a scar slid on his palm.

Pei Jiqing stood on the spot, with blood dripping from his palms. The soldiers suddenly rushed into the pavilion and tied Pei Jiqing firmly to the side of the cannon. In an instant, his body was covered with white snow, and his eyelashes trembled.

Fu Congsi withdrew his sword, raised his silver spear again, and was about to dive down the mountain.Suddenly, a stabbing pain pierced through his chest like an arrow, followed by countless small pains like needles.

Fu Congsi reined in his horse suddenly, the whole person rolled off the horse, then stumbled and ran towards Pei Jiqing. He leaned on the cannon with difficulty and reached out to pinch Pei Jiqing's sharp chin. Pei Jiqing was still smiling, but he Some can't see clearly.

That snow-white hand was still dripping blood, drop by drop, and the sound of killing was clear, but the sound of the falling blood was continuously amplified, and the sound hit Fu Congsi's heart directly.

It was placed again.

"You clearly watched him drink the poisoned wine!" Fu Congsi's eyes were bloodshot, and he slapped Pei Jiqing hard, "Why do you stop me! He is sure to die!"

"Yeluhelin is still Jueyun's brother." Pei Jiqing answered irrelevantly, his brows darkened, "Little prince, you lost."

Fu Congsi couldn't believe it, his eyes were red, and he raised his hand suddenly.

"Little prince!" At this moment, a soldier rushed over, "The emperor ordered to abdicate in the Taimiao, and Zen is located... the virtuous king."

"What?" Fu Congsi's hand stopped in the air.

All of a sudden, the fireworks exploded again, covering the entire Guting Pavilion, and the shouts of killing were amplified infinitely. Thousands of troops and horses began to reverberate in Fu Congsi's mind. Stabbed at the same time, and then stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, a trace of black thick black blood gushed out from between Snow White's fingers.

Fu Congsi's eyes widened, and his hands moved to his eyes like a machine. They were a pair of scholar's hands, slender and white, and thick black blood gradually covered his neat and white teeth.He barely stood up holding the gun, his body staggering.

"Congsi!" The old prince rushed over, hugged Fu Congsi in his arms, and quickly wiped the blood on his face with his hand, but the blood wiped more and more, and gradually dyed the skirts of both of them red.

Fu Congsi raised a finger stained with black blood, and pointed at Pei Jiqing who was tied to the cannon, and then looked back at the old prince. His eyes were wide open, and he was speechless.

"Congsi!" The old prince broke down in tears, "Father thought... the medicine you gave... was just to make me fall asleep..."

"You...Lin Chen..." Fu Congsi's internal organs were burning like fire, he forced his head up, looked at the old prince with fierce eyes that he had never shown in his life, and said in a voice like a dying beast, "The jug..."

"This is indeed a yin and yang jug. Congsi, the wine jug is yours, and the medicine is also yours..." The old prince's business is getting smaller and smaller.

"It was Lin Chen and I's design to change the inner liner of the pot. The old prince couldn't bear to kill you, but the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty cannot be violated, so we had to make a bad plan." Pei Jiqing explained for him, "What medicine you gave before, you have to do it yourself. You will drink something, borrow a knife to kill someone, that's all."

These words were filled with shouts of killing, but they pierced through Fu Congsi's eardrums like sharp knives. His eyes widened, and a somewhat frenzied laugh suddenly appeared on the face of the old moon and breeze.

Carefully arranged, but in the end he lost everything. He couldn't bear to be imprisoned under enlightenment and politeness, and he didn't want to bow down to those who were far inferior to him because of his identity—so he plotted against the Supreme Emperor, implying that Jue Yun and Fu Congjin would kill each other, After all the tricks, he didn't expect the last step. The hand holding his fate is none other than himself.

"Father, why?" Fu Congsi's voice was hoarse, his smile suddenly became clear, and he grabbed the old prince's collar like a flashback, "If you don't hand over your military power, when Fu Congjin and Fu Yunhui conspire against each other, I can take the opportunity to become emperor , instead of kneeling down to those despicable and shameless people, those who are capable in the world live there, father, where am I missing?!"

"I am the late emperor's uncle... I have fought all my life... How can I watch my son conspire against..." The old prince turned his face away, unwilling to face Fu Congsi's questioning gaze, "Congsi...you...you don't know foot……"

"I, too dissatisfied?"

Fu Congsi stared, his breath gradually disappeared, and there was no reply to the last question.

Pei Jiqing looked down the mountain, Jue Yun's army had already joined Lin He, and rushed to the fort on the mountain top together. The sergeant didn't get an order, so naturally he didn't dare to fire blindly. Seeing the cannon in red was controlled, Pei Jiqing I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The old prince had already made up his mind, but at this moment he was deeply questioning himself. His son is in his prime, handsome, resourceful, and patient. He is indeed better than Fu Congjin, who is inferior and conceited, and Fu Yunhui, who hastily resigned from the temple. many.

Maybe, he is really not satisfied?

Recalling the memory, he saw the child from the past again.His eyes are bright and clear, and he shouldn't die without resting his eyes.

The sound of killing was getting closer and closer, Pei Jiqing looked up and could already see Jue Yunying's handsome face.

Jue Yun raised the Tianzi Sword and shouted from the foot of the mountain: "Here is the Tianzi Sword, take down the traitor with me!"

The arrows rained like rain in an instant. I didn't know that Fu Congsi's dead soldiers and horses were still charging. Pei Jiqing looked from afar, and grand fireworks rose in the imperial city, marking that Xiao Wansheng had taken down all the forbidden troops. In the white snow and golden snow, the sky was full. A touch of fish belly white.

The night is coming to an end.

The old prince's eyes were dull, and he suddenly started to cry, and then stretched out his hand, ready to close Fu Congsi's eyes. Suddenly, a hand stained with black blood firmly grasped his wrist, and then fell back suddenly.The old prince was overturned to the ground, and Fu Congsi staggered to his feet. He was covered in blood and his eyes were full of red fire, as if he had come from purgatory.

Pei Jiqing was stunned suddenly, Fu Congsi approached slowly, blood gushed out from his upright facial features, he raised his hand and snatched the fire off the table, wiped it hard on the cannon, then pushed away the soldiers on the fort, his eyes were as if trapped in a cage beast.

Pei Jiqing began to tremble all over, Fu Congsi held back his last breath, and wanted to light the cannon to see him smashed to pieces in front of Jue Yun!

Pei Jiqing desperately raised her leg and kicked Fu Congsi hard, but was kicked by Fu Congsi in the knee. There was a sharp pain, Pei Jiqing gritted her teeth, her blood-stained right leg was loose, and her left foot was hard. But stomped on his feet.

He raised his head and looked down the mountain, Jue Yun's face was getting closer and closer, as if it was right in front of Pei Jiqing's eyes, both of them were covered with snow.

On the other hand, Fu Congsi didn't seem to feel anything, his hellish Shura-like face zoomed in rapidly, he clung to Pei Jiqing, held up the torch, and swayed down the mountain a few times, with a distorted laugh on his face——

"Your Majesty! I give you this world! Let's see how long you can sit! Ling Jueyun! You bastard!"

Hoarse cursing and the scorching sound of flames rang in his ears, and Pei Jiqing recalled a story in a trance, the two of them were covered with snow on their heads, even if they had grown old together.

He closed his eyes slowly.

There was a sound of "嗖", an arrow flew in, Huo Zhe flew away with the arrow like a meteor, Yanyue stepped up to the top of the mountain, and the Tianzi sword swayed in the morning light, loosely cutting the rope on Pei Jiqing's body, and decisively grasping the cloud. Grab his waist, pull him onto the horse's back, and lock him firmly in front of him.

He pointed forward with his sword, and under the horse's hoof, Fu Congsi lost his sanity, his eyes gradually bled, and finally fell down like a straight cypress. he crawls.

Fu Congsi stared at the sky with a smile, the snowflakes became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped slowly, the sound of fighting gradually faded away, leaving only the old prince's crying like a child in the air.

A round of bright sun rises high into the sky, the four directions are clear, and the golden roof and red wall of the imperial city are connected into one piece in the distance. Xiao Wansheng and the imperial guards are guarding the gate of the palace. To ascend the throne.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhao Deqin had already died in battle, Wang Yue was holding a tiger talisman astride the horse, the Da Zhou army was all wearing black armor, and they all knelt down amidst the clanging.

Jueyun turned around, the dragon pattern on the Tianzi sword was shining, as if he was about to jump up, and the soldiers behind him knelt down.

Not only was Pei Jiqing covered in blood, but the blood in his veins began to boil. He suddenly remembered the promise Xiao Jueyun made when he left Beijing.

Then he jumped off the horse suddenly, and limped back a few steps.

Just as Jue Yun wanted to pull the man back, the man raised his sparkling eyes, smiled and said loudly: "See Your Majesty."

The four sergeants fell to the ground together and shouted long live three times.

"Pingshen." Jue Yun dismounted quickly and raised his hand, "Today we defeated the rebels, and the capital has returned to stability. Everyone has worked hard and deserved to be rewarded for their merits. But everyone is injured, please return to the camp first."

The soldiers got up and left the mountain with cheers, and the cannons were withdrawn one by one. The old prince stood up tremblingly, and held Fu Congsi's body in his arms. He lowered his head, gently rubbed his son's bloody face, Close his eyes.

"Fu Congsi's murder of the Supreme Emperor is a heinous crime, but he has already died, so he will not pursue the remains and his family members any more." Jue Yun looked at the old prince and said solemnly: "This junior repays you for killing your relatives, go and bury him properly." .”

"Son, we won't study today." The old prince didn't look up at all, his voice was up and down, as if he was coaxing the child, "Father will take you on a spring outing and take you to fly a kite~~"

The soldiers came and helped the elderly prince into the carriage until the last one left the battlefield.Standing on the top of the mountain, Jueyun watched the grand sun rise vigorously, and the mountain was covered with white snow that was golden.

The night is at the end of the day, the winter is gone and the spring is born, and the country is another year.

Pei Jiqing limped and jumped to his side, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, why don't you leave, the palace is still waiting for your order."

"Uncle Pei, look." Finally there was no one around, Jue Yun simply picked him up, pointed to the capital in the distance, "I'm back."

"Yes, from today onwards, you are no longer my Jueyun." Pei Jiqing smiled all over her face, a little charming and a little bit obscene, "Don't call me uncle, your real uncle is dead, it's unlucky."

"My love."