Shen Gong Ji

After about two weeks, the bomb I had planted was finally detonated.Lian Taiwei wrote to Huang Yafu, saying that the secret letter between Xia Guo and Qi Guo was intercepted, and Xiang Li's secret identity was revealed, and he asked the little emperor Fei to go to Xiang Li's status of cultivating fate and give him death.In an instant, the government and the public were shaken, and the entire Zihuan Garden exploded.

This is the result I have been waiting for, but when it really came, it was exceptionally peaceful.I sit in the studio day after day, as if the world outside the paper door does not exist, my heart and eyes can only see the drawing paper in front of me, and I paint it with colorful paints tirelessly , layer after layer.

All the news about the outside world was told by Qianyi.The whole thing has been tossing for a whole month.Huang Yafu and Lian Taiwei, who were originally at odds with each other in secret, had surprisingly the same opinion when the enemy was at hand.After seeing Lian Taiwei's letter, Ouyang Zhaoyue decisively ordered Xiang Li to be executed to the little emperor.The little emperor naturally disagreed, he said that someone deliberately framed this matter, and asked Lian Taiwei to find out the source of the secret letter again.The painters and calligraphers working in the document department carefully checked the paper of the confidential letter, and even the color of the ink was carefully appraised, and finally agreed that it was a letter from Xia Guo, and the seal on the letter was indeed true. It is consistent with the imprint on the tribute received from Xia Kingdom before, they are already considered the most outstanding experts in the entire Yan Kingdom, and there is no doubt that the secret letter came from Xia Kingdom.

The Documentation Department is managed by Guan Shangyi, so I don't find it surprising that such an unquestionable conclusion can be drawn...

And the origin of the letter is almost impossible to find out.Guan Shangyi's father, Zhongshu Shilang Guan Wenlang is the secret envoy in charge of Yan State.Due to the identity security issues related to hidden piles lurking in other countries, all confidential letters submitted by the central organization are considered absolutely reliable, and there is no need to provide detailed sources of acquisition.That is to say, as long as it is a secret letter submitted by Guan Wenlang, the way of obtaining it is absolutely confidential, even the Taiwei cannot ask.So I don't have to worry about revealing my identity.Even if the little emperor investigates hysterically to the end, at most Guan Shangyi can be found. I hide so deeply, there is almost no such possibility.

The little emperor refused to make an order, and as a result, the two powerful people decided to fight against each other, and the civil and military opinions of the Manchu Dynasty were also unanimous.Under such overwhelming pressure, he persisted for more than ten days.It wasn't until Huang Yafu started to make a fuss about this matter, intending to abolish his throne, that he finally gave in.

An imperial decree abolished Xiang Li's position of cultivating fate, and imprisoned him in the Yuheng Pavilion. After three days, if it's a glass of dove wine, or a three-foot white silk, or a dagger, my goal will disappear forever up.

The day before the execution, I opened the door of the studio for the first time.The surging sunlight from outside rushed towards my face accompanied by the roar of the waterfall. I was a little dizzy from the impact, and squinted my eyes to look at the smoky Zihuan Garden outside the door.The sky is covered with a layer of light clouds, but the sunlight has not weakened at all. There is a layer of faint purple smoke floating in the whole garden. The sycamore trees, maple trees, ancient locust trees, willows and incense trees spread along the undulating ground. The camphor trees are silent in the slightly tainted purple air.

Since Du Ruo's illness has not completely recovered, I let him rest for a while, and only Qian Yi was waiting outside.Seeing me coming out, he was a little surprised, "Tairen, are you okay? Why do you look so pale?"

I nodded silently and said to him, "Prepare the car, I'm going to the Yuheng Hall."

Qian Yi's face changed, "Ah? That person is going to be executed, why are you still going?!"

"Anyway, he regards me as a friend..." I felt my mouth was dry and my voice was a little hoarse.

"But the execution will be executed tomorrow, so you must not let him in?"

"Don't ask so many questions, if you are asked to prepare the car, you will prepare the car."

He couldn't, so he had to do as I told him.I washed my face, put on a white dress, and got into the chariot.

Yuheng Pavilion was originally a quiet environment.It was already early summer, and there were light pink flower buds looming among the lotus leaves in the blue pond surrounding the palace.The green bamboo Yiyi at the main entrance swayed slowly in the plain wall, as peaceful and peaceful as ever.If it weren't for the strict guards outside the door, it would be the same as every previous visit.

Qian Yi went to talk to the officer guarding the gate, but the other party seemed unwilling to let him go.

I lifted the curtain and got out of the car, and walked up to the guard.He hurriedly knelt down to salute me.I helped him up and smiled at him, "I admire the general for his dedication to his duties. However, Xiang Xiuyuan and I are old friends. He will be on the road tomorrow, and I must see him off."

The imperial guard officer showed embarrassment, "This..."

I took out a piece of broken gold from my pocket and quietly put it in his hand, "I just need a moment, please."

Although the officer should not be greedy for money, the money I just put in his hands is enough to feed and drink their family for a year.He hesitated for a moment, then let go.

I didn't bring Qianyi, so I walked in by myself.

There is no one in the huge palace, and even the sunlight is painted with a melancholy blue, and the veil dances in the windless, with a touch of sadness and desolation.I walked in the curtain, and the footsteps sounded empty, as if the palace had been abandoned.

At last I found him on a low couch.There were many sheets of paper covered with handwriting scattered on the collapsed ground.It was pages of poetry, flying all over the sky.

I picked up a page and looked at it. It was a long poem about my hometown.

I walked towards him, and he closed his eyes, seemingly unaware of my presence.

"Xiang Li." I called him in a low voice.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his jade-like eyes and looked at me, then smiled, as clean and noble as ever, "Juntian, you came to see me."

I suddenly wanted to run away.Those calm and happy eyes made me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles.I seem to be able to see myself reflected in it, a distorted version of myself.

"Come on, sit down." He moved in to make room for me.From his face, I couldn't see the fear of a dying person, but he was so calm that it made people feel heartbroken.

I resisted the urge to run away and sat beside him, unable to say anything.

I don't even know why I came here.What to do?Tell him that I killed him, let him hate me, or continue to lie to him, let him think that I am his friend, and then die in a lie?

I have thought about this question for a long time, but until now I have not come up with an answer.

I hate him.I finally did what I was going to do without letting go, but why am I only scared now?

"Why don't you talk when you come here?" His hair was disheveled, but he didn't look downcast.

"Do you...do you have any other wishes?" I struggled to speak.

"My wish... probably just to take another look at Qiguo's grassland?" He said calmly, "But I have seen it in my dream. So, I don't have any regrets."

I felt a pain in my chest, so I took out the painting I carried with me, and tore off the outer fabric, "I don't know what Qiguo looks like, I imagined it based on your description." The painting is verdant and verdant On the prairie, a group of yellow horses galloped on it, and white clouds rolled up from the horizon in the distance, reflecting the boundless blue sky.

He looked at it for a long time, and some crystals flickered in his eyes.

"Like, so much like..." he said, his voice was close to a whisper.He stretched out his hand to touch the uneven picture, his lips trembling, "I didn't expect that I could still see... Thank you..."

At this moment, I suddenly had a strong urge.To tell him everything!Tell him how I designed him and sent him to die!Tell him I've never considered him a friend and I'm going crazy to see him die! !

Don't thank me, just hate me! !Hate me! !

Who let you be my stumbling block?Who asked you to grab the seat of Xiu Yuan?Who told you to steal the little emperor's heart?

You asked for it all!You forced me! !

I yelled hysterically in my heart, but the other half of me watched with cold eyes, as if it had nothing to do with me, and even sneered.I couldn't bear the collision of these two personalities, but no matter how violent the collision was, it couldn't rise to my face.I still smiled nonchalantly as before, as if nothing had happened.

He looked up at me, "Before I came to Yan Country, I was in pain. But now, I'm not sad at all."

I looked at him, I didn't understand why he was so calm, "Why?"

"I betrayed a person, and I betrayed myself, so I must accept punishment." When he said this, a trace of sadness finally appeared in the depths of his dark brown pupils, "But Your Majesty is a very good person, call me How can you be indifferent?"

Was the betrayal he was talking about the man named Yu Xuan?His childhood sweetheart?

Did he really fall in love with the little emperor?

When I saw his happiness in the midst of misery, I suddenly calmed down.For a moment, my whole mind was so calm that I was a little surprised myself.

How is he?Maybe, when he wants to be nice to someone, he will make anyone indulge in it regardless.

But when he took it back, it was ten times and a hundred times crueler.

How lucky you are, you haven't had time to wait for the day when he takes it back.

I felt that my heart had cooled down, and the feeling of burning and suffering for a month suddenly disappeared, and I even felt a little numb.I smiled at him and said, "I should go. They won't let me stay too long."

He nodded, raised his hand and raised his hand, "Go."

I got up and walked out of the hall, when suddenly he called out behind me again, "Juntian."

I turned my head, only to see that his smile was as pure and brilliant as a white lotus, and under the backdrop of the light gauze, it looked a little hazy, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

I twitched the corners of my mouth, but I didn't know if the smile was so natural, "Me too."

I fled and left, but in the end I still didn't tell him, he would never know who killed him until he died.

I returned to the Fuyao Hall in a daze, and almost fell twice when I went up the steps.I was in this sleepwalking state all day long and couldn't concentrate no matter what I was doing.Qianyi said that I was too tired and asked me to go to bed early.I lay on the bed like a corpse, looking at the emerald green gauze curtain on the top of the bed, but I was still sleepless.

That feeling, as if the one who will die when the sun rises tomorrow is not Xiang Li, but myself.