I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

The man leaning over him said in a low voice, "My lord, don't move."

"The people on the boat... stop...!"

Ji Zheng was awakened suddenly.

Suddenly, several arrows with fire broke through the moonlight shining on them, shining through the sky, reflected in the depths of his pupils, and fell on the surrounding water.

Flames are everywhere.

Uncle, it's dangerous!

Ji Zheng realized why Ming Ciyue rushed forward suddenly. He struggled violently, but was tightly protected between his body, the water and the boat.He wanted to open his mouth to breathe, to call, the kiss sensed his resistance, followed closely, plundered, blocked.

Countless arrows continued to rain down on the water, passing by the edge of their raft and Ming Ciyue's shoulders.

Liquid dripped on his lashes.

How could the people on the shore turn back suddenly, how dare they kill them.

The kiss was still deepening chaotically, Ji Zheng's mind was blank, and tears were also scattered randomly, only feeling a bloody smell slowly spread between his mouth and mouth.

They were a living target floating in the middle of the water, and Uncle Huang acted as his armor.

Just when Ji Zheng made up his mind to push Ming Ciyue away, the rain of arrows suddenly stopped again, and the lights of the cavalry on the shore changed slightly.

"Who ordered you to return to archery!" Gu Congyun grabbed the collar of the leader, lowered his voice, and asked fiercely.

"Young Master Gu, it is... the Marquis of Wu'an's order to get rid of everyone you meet on the road, except for the Holy One."

Gu Congyun cursed in a low voice, and threw him aside, just about to give an order to stop, when he looked back at the carriage, he suddenly changed his mind.

He nodded and waved his hand. The guards slowed down slightly, and continued to shoot arrows into the water. Their movements suddenly became very random, and the arrows shot sideways and chaotically, almost aimlessly.

"#@#Gu, what are you doing?!" The angry roar in the car suddenly rose up, blurred and chaotic, and the sound broke.

When Gu Congyun returned to the carriage, the curtain of the carriage was thrown down again, and the people inside had regained their composure, "I told you to hurry, what are you doing when you come back and shoot those common people?"

"I'm worried that those are the ones who kidnapped you just now." He lay on the outside of the car window, not far from the curtain, looking at the silhouette of the moon on it, praying for when the little night breeze would start.

"I'm right here with you, what do you have to worry about." The voice in the car was calm, but a little hoarse and difficult to pronounce.

As if just to listen to a sentence, Gu Congyun smiled silently, and said to himself: "There is one day left in the appointment, but the Holy Majesty chooses to keep me by my side, so I won't mess up anything." explain."

The rain of arrows came to an abrupt end, and the horse team turned around, swaying in a cloud of dust, and quickly marched towards the uphill road on the other side.

The flames were burnt out, and the water surface returned to the silent and cold sparkling moonlight.

【"His loyalty is dedicated to the emperor, you deserve it."

"You can keep me by your side...or find a way to kill me."

"Or, go and confess to him, and see if he is loyal to you only as a minister to a king."]

Faithfulness will not be rewarded with a kiss.

It's that simple.

Ming Ci Yue kissed him just to tell him this.

Those images flashed back quickly, and Ji Zheng's brain was overwhelmed by the words that flooded up, and was dragged ashore by the gradually deepening kiss.

They fell deeper and deeper, black hair spread out like seaweed in the shadows, cold water covered half of their faces, and their eyelashes flickered with water, and they couldn't be opened no matter what.

Ji Zheng subconsciously hooked her predecessor's neck upwards.

With a "wow", countless water splashes fell like waterfalls, and the narrow raft was pulled back with a "squeak" on the edge of the imbalance.

It was Uncle Huang who jumped into the water by himself, lying on the edge of the raft, swimming up and down.

Ji Zheng choked a few times, ignoring his wet body, busy groping for the wound on his back with his hands.

What is miraculous and weird is that none of the arrows that fell like raindrops hit them. The wounds on Ming Ciyue's shoulders and back were mostly small wounds that scratched the flesh. After being soaked in cold water, they had stopped The blood was a horrible white color.

Only then did Ji Zheng breathe a sigh of relief and relax slightly, the tears that had just been suppressed were about to flow again.

"What should I do if I'm really dead?!" Ji Zheng wiped his face indiscriminately, leaned down, and lay on the edge of the raft, twisting Ming Ciyue's jaw, making him look up at him, "I died on my body, I got a Loyalty and a good reputation, let the whole world praise the emperor uncle as an upright gentleman, and make a heroic sacrifice, you will be satisfied."

"The abacus is so loud, why are you so cruel?!"

"Tell you, don't think that I will be sad. I will throw your body into the wilderness, and then return to the palace to be the emperor. You, you, you will let me sink into peace." At the bottom of the water, the rotten bones cannot enter the imperial shrine..." Ji Zheng spoke faster and faster, and became more and more angry, until he started to wipe his face again, and his mind went blank.

He couldn't imagine that if the emperor's uncle died on him...

Ming Ciyue just waited quietly for him to finish speaking, tore off the cloth strip, soaked it in water, and raised his hand to wipe his face.

Ji Zheng saw that there was still a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and became even angrier. This time, he was angry with himself for not being able to live up to his expectations. He blocked his hand and said angrily: "What is the emperor laughing at? I can't guess what the emperor is thinking. .”

The body that was shorter than him seemed to froze for a moment in the water, and then he said relaxedly: "I am thinking, if the Holy One can really forget me...before I die..."

"Bah, bah, shut up, shut up!"

Ji Zheng stretched out his hand to cover his mouth indiscriminately, turned his head away, and said in a low voice: "You mean I'm so much older than the Holy One, so it's not normal to leave earlier?"

Ji Zheng trembled all over, lowered her head, and slipped her hand little by little, as if she hadn't thought about it, and it seemed like she never wanted to think about it.

This body is the age of the weak crown. He himself is in his early twenties, and the Ming Ci Yue in the book is estimated to be 27 or [-]. He is a sojourner. What face does he have to imagine that the two of them will live in this world a hundred years later.

But I have to admit that that is the advantage of the elders. They can see the glitz and glamour of the world one step ahead of the other party, and then they can leave gracefully one step earlier.

A strange feeling flashed across Ji Zheng's mind.

Relief, kissing, fleeing... These days, Ming Ci Yue led him to do things between lovers, things that were not in the plot of the original book, and he subconsciously noticed a trace of weirdness, unusualness, reality.

The kisses that fell eagerly and frequently like raindrops just now seemed to use up all of this life at once.

Why should it be like this.

With his mouth half a beat faster than his brain, Ji Zheng ordered subconsciously: "Then the emperor's uncle should die on me..."

"No, it's beside me...what are you laughing at, don't look at me, turn your head away..."

Ji Zheng turned his face away, and after a while, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the two of them snuggled up on a rotten wooden raft and laughed hard.

Tonight, isn't the emperor and prince with the most noble status in the world, a desperate man with wounds all over his body, what more can he ask for if he escaped from death?

Not long after... "Uncle Huang, where is this place?"

A raft floated across the shore, and half of the hillside was exposed in front of their eyes. Under the cover of the trees, there were hundreds of roofs from low to high, with eaves and corners connected to each other, forming layers of stairs, red walls and yellow tiles, stacked into layers. The phantom, from bottom to top, lit up fiery red candles one by one, and the evening bell sounded solemnly from the top.

The people on the shore in front of them, dressed in common clothes, bowed to them, and the little red lanterns in their hands swayed in a trance.

What else could it be, Lingcang Temple, the first emperor built a royal temple comparable to the scale of the royal palace and imperial garden after years of obsessive worship to the Buddha.

I have to say that this is a good place to stop if you want to run away from the world, provided that there is no...

Ji Zheng's scalp was numb, but fortunately only a few young monks were ushered in.

"Where's your family and... the first eminent monk, Master Xuanqian?" He hurriedly asked.

The little novice took the cable to fix them on the shore, then supported Ji Zheng's hand, took him off the boat, and replied with a smile: "The master said that the holy majesty will come by boat tonight, and he will come here to pray for blessings. After waiting for a long time, he had a temporary guest and couldn't get away, he was rude and didn't go far to welcome him, he will come later."

After the Winter Solstice Festival, Xuanqian finished praying in the palace, and after returning to Lingcang Temple in the mountain, Ji Zheng secretly made up his mind not to see the master again, but to keep a respectful distance from the royal temple. the door.

But thinking of Ming Ciyue's injuries...

He asked the little novice to check again and again, and confirmed that the arrow wound was just an ordinary wound, and there was not even a trace of poison on it.

Even so, Ji Zheng was still worried, afraid of infection, inflammation, fear that one word would become a prophecy, and a small negligence would lead to a big mistake.

"If the Holy Majesty is worried, there is a forest at the foot of the mountain above. The young leaves are crushed and can be used as a medicine for external application, which can promote healing and detoxify most of the toxins in the world."

Ji Zheng had no choice but to half-support Ming Ciyue, followed him up the stairs, and entered the forest.

It's just that this forest really doesn't look very serious, the trees are not tall, and in this season when there are no branches and leaves in the twelfth lunar month of winter, every tree branch is covered with red cloth strips, with people's names written in beautiful small characters on them.

"I wish my Dalang a long life."

"My home is No. xx, xx square, Lingqiao street. May the Buddha tell Li Han not to marry a concubine. I only love Zhang Chun in this life."

"Blessed by the Buddha, I have two babies in one year."

"Bless me and my little sisters, enter the palace to be the empress, fly to the phoenix branch, or if King Jing is unmarried, it is fine to marry into the palace. We are not picky, and we hope to meet a lover."

Ji Zheng: "..."

Ming Ci Yue: "..."

You really don't choose.

Ji Zheng pointed to these notes, expressionless, "Does the Buddha accept all orders?" It's like a check-in place for tourist attractions.

The little novice had a distasteful personality. When he heard the words, he put his hands together and made a bow, and smiled, "It's all about people in the world. There is no difference in the eyes of the Buddha. Naturally, he will listen slowly one by one."

"Actually, there are mostly female benefactors here. After entering the temple, listening to scriptures and offering incense, they come here to make a good fate. I heard that it is most useful to seek marriage and peace, but we don't know what is so special about this place. "He touched his bald head and thought for a while, "Your Majesty, if you don't dislike it, you can also make a word for the queen and concubine. There is no difference here, and there are no taboos."

"It's good to say something quietly in your heart, it won't work if others hear it."

Ji Zheng: "There is no queen."

Ming Ci Yue: "There is no princess."

The two spoke almost in unison.

The little novice rubbed the back of his head again, and smiled awkwardly, "There will be, there will be. Your Majesty can also walk around here and pray for blessings, and I will take..."

Ji Zheng touched the tip of his nose, interrupted and emphasized: "I am a man, I have nothing to ask for."

Mingci Yue heard the words and glanced sideways at him.

"Then take a short rest, I will take the prince to pick leaves for medicine first."

After all, Ming Ci Yue really left with his bald head.

Ji Zheng was alone, holding a lantern, sitting under a tree, looking up at the sky, like red snow that couldn't fall, or a firecracker leaf that couldn't rise.

He was dazed for a while, not knowing what was going on in his mind, he turned his head quickly, glanced behind the tree trunk, then looked up at the red paper, and then looked back at the back of the tree.After confirming that the two of them had gone far away, he straightened up, patted his buttocks, and wiped his hands on the sides of the imperial robe, finally raised his head, stared at the tree for a long time, his expression became serious, and solemnly, he lowered his head, He bowed down.

In the eyes of the Buddha, there is no distinction, no taboo.

Ming Ci Yue came back, and he tried to move his shoulders. The few arrow wounds were indeed only scratched the flesh, and there was no serious problem. However, the right shoulder that was dislocated a few days ago had accumulated old wounds on the battlefield. It was only after the cold water was stimulated that I felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't use my strength.

He took a light breath, put on the heavy armor again, and did not make a sound.

The emperor was still sitting in the distance with his knees hugged, holding a small lantern, looking up at the red note with a blank expression.

Ming Ci walked over faster, and when he was approaching, he lightened his steps again, "I've kept you waiting for a long time."

"No." The little emperor stood up, his eyes shifted from the treetops to him.

"The Holy Majesty seems to be interested in this, do you believe it? I didn't intend to hear it from a few little palace people before..."

Mingci Yue was just mentioning it casually, but he didn't expect to get such a violent reaction from the emperor.Standing on the spot, the boy swayed suddenly, became stiff, raised his head suddenly, straightened his neck, his face was flushed with cold, "I'm not interested, I don't believe these..." The voice became smaller and smaller.

["I wish that Yan would leave me, and with the support of the emperor's uncle, come to a prosperous age again, the borders will be peaceful, and the people will live in peace."

"Secondly, I hope that all the protagonists will perform their duties, walk step by step, be safe and happy, and live happily ever after, so that I can have a good home in Zhengyue Mansion."

"Three wishes, I and the emperor..."]

Unprepared, Mingci was caught by the voice in his heart, the voice was also small, repeating to himself over and over again, it was very childish, but it was serious and serious that he had never heard before.

Mingci suddenly looked away, as if he was being scorched to the apex of his heart, burning with pain, he subconsciously said: "Stop talking!"

It doesn't work to say it...

Ji Zheng was taken aback, and the repeated wishes in his heart were interrupted.

What did you say?

He regained his senses and thought about what he said just now, "Does the emperor believe in this... Tell me earlier, I won't offend you..."

Ji Zheng wanted to say something else, but two figures came down from the side path. The one in front was wearing a gold-threaded cassock, and was tightly entangled by the man in the imperial court uniform at the back. The two walked quickly. Stumbling together, the voice sounds high and low and can't argue clearly.

"It's true, master really believes me, master, please go to the palace to be the master, and say a few words to the holy majesty, I am very light-hearted, you go and say it, they will definitely believe... the empress dowager has already, has... like this If we go down, I'm afraid the whole Dayan will be killed by that..."

"Amitabha." The voice was a little hasty and raised slightly, "Everything has a definite number, and no poor monk can control it."

The monk raised his eyes, Ji Zheng raised his eyes, and their eyes suddenly collided.

Monk: "!"

Ji Zheng: "?"

It was Xuanqian, a crack was pried on the extremely indifferent face of the thousand layers of permafrost, and his brows were slightly furrowed, revealing the extreme restraint and impatience of this person.

Ji Zheng wanted to laugh but didn't dare to go too far, he always had a psychological shadow on Xuan Qian, but he never thought that anyone could bother Xuan Qian.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Xuanqian waved his hand and pointed, "Almsgiver, the Buddha appreciates your sincerity, and has already invited the Holy One for you. Why don't you go and report it yourself, and the Holy One will definitely listen to you with benevolence."

Ji Zheng: Bald donkey.

Seeing him, the official was startled first, then thanked Dade, and trotted over excitedly. As he got closer, his pace became slower and slower, hesitating, and he glanced behind him.

Ji Zheng glanced at him, then looked at him again, convinced that this official was familiar to him, he had seen only a handful of low- and middle-level officials in Dayan, let alone one who could be named by a professional title.

The official had something to say to him, but kept secretly looking up at Ming Ciyue, implying that it was already obvious.

Ming Ci Yue bowed slightly, wanting to ask for resignation to avoid danger, but Ji Zheng stretched out his hand to block the way.

He pretended to be confused: "There are no outsiders here, but it doesn't matter."

The official knelt down immediately, and shouted again and again, "Wan'an, my lord, forgive my sins, my lord is the first supervisor of the Sitian Supervisor. I am a full-time observer of the sky. A few months ago, I saw the Ziwei Emperor star appearing in the southeast. It was killed by a disaster star." Disturb the luck and peek into it. This star will not only disturb the mind of Emperor Xing, but also cause a big change in his temperament, loss of gentleness, induce him to be disturbed by the nightmare of disease for a long time, and even..."

"It will even affect the fate of the country. Previously, the four western prefectures were in a disaster year, and the livestock froze to death. It happened that the western desert invaded and took the donated livestock and sheep as a threat. After that, there was a sudden turmoil by the soldiers of the North Camp, and the drought intensified. The famine in the counties and counties in the north is getting worse, and...the sluice gates were pulled, disturbing the earth's veins, and even the empress dowager was assassinated, the year of natural disasters and famines, the evil stars conspired against each other, and the world was in turmoil!" The more he spoke, the more excited he became, his voice trembling. sharp.

Ji Zheng listened to the chart of the veins in his temples jumping.

But he didn't speak, because Ming Ciyue just listened quietly.

Only the little novice asked how to solve it out of nowhere.

Talking about the solution, Gu Jianzheng's voice was almost inaudible, "This... Dixing is willing to fall into the trap of the disaster star, and the two phases are entangled, unless the emperor is willing to take the initiative to let go and drive the disaster star back Go to the original track and land in the northwest, otherwise the disaster will continue to spread, I have already told Prince Jing, let the prince as soon as possible..."

Gu Jian raised his head and stared straight at Ming Ciyue.

Ji Zheng suddenly remembered that Ming Ci Yue hadn't told him that, that night in the pasture, Ming Ci Yue clearly asked him, "What should we do with this disaster star?"

what to do?He replied with a sentence of feudal superstition at that time, and he prayed that the current self would also have the confidence to curse feudal superstition.

But those symptoms, "the temperament changed drastically, the gentleness was lost, and I was disturbed by the nightmare of the disease..."

Gu Jianzheng suddenly turned in one direction, facing behind Zhun Jizheng, and slammed his head on the ground, almost showing the aura of death, "I implore King Jing to let the Holy Majesty go, let Dayan go."

"Get up and talk." Ming Ciyue's voice was as gentle as water, a pool of stagnant water without waves.

However, Gu Jianzheng, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions, knelt and took a few steps back again and again, his whole curled up back trembling slightly.

"In the future, your name will be crowned with the imperial surname and recorded in the genealogy of the biography. Your tablet will be enshrined in the high hall and a temple will be built. But please, let the only blood of the Dayan royal family be spared!"

His words were resounding, he knocked his head on the ground, echoed in the silent woods, and the birds flew away. There was no other movement for a long time, and there was a formation of everyone shouting in unison in the empty hall.

Ji Zheng's brain was congested, and his ears seemed to be hallucinating, humming continuously. It seemed that what he was facing was not just a prisoner, but the civil and military officials who knelt down like a sea of ​​clouds above the court.

"I implore King Jing to let the Holy Majesty go."

Ji Zheng didn't dare to look back at Ming Ciyue's reaction, his mind went blank, his fists were clenched and then loosened, and then clenched again, "King Jing is not a disaster."

His voice was as thin as a mosquito, and it couldn't cover even the auditory hallucinations in his ears.

"King Jing is not a disaster star, and I am not an emperor star, no."

He raised his voice again and repeated.

Ming Ciyue was the one who had a big change in temperament, lost all warmth and kindness, was disturbed by him, spied on, and even deviated from the track, disrupting the fate of the country.

He is the vile intruder, voyeur, looter.

Perhaps in those unknown nights, Ming Ciyue was troubled and anxious by the nightmare of illness.

The people next to their ears should have shouted clearly, "I implore the Holy Majesty to let King Jing go and Dayan go."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Ming Ciyue's voice seemed to come from far away, someone covered his ears, and leaned down to look at him, "Your Majesty is not a disaster, so don't listen to him, I won't let you go." over the Holy One."

Ji Zheng's eyelids were bloodshot, dizzy, dizzy, and couldn't see clearly. He propped his forehead, and said hoarsely, "Why didn't the emperor ask me if I want to let you and Dayan go."

Ming Ciyue's movements froze, even the gentleness and calmness were frozen on his face.

Ji Zheng was a little out of breath, and stretched out his hand to push Ming Ciyue away. Uncle Huang seemed to be powerless to resist, and his steps staggered a little.

He took a deep breath, and there was a dry and choking smell in the air, because it was different from the light and cold woody smell on Ming Ciyue's body, he recognized it immediately.

"What's the smell?" The wind blew south, so he went north against the wind.

Gu Jian hurriedly came over and hugged his leg tightly, "Sheng Shang Wan can't go, carefully plan the villain."

Ji Zheng kicked him away, and without saying a word, shook off Ming Ciyue who came up to hold his hand. The little monk who held his arm walked quickly in the undulating woodland, and then ran, stumbling , across the woods, ran up to an open highland, at the back of the brightly lit Buddhist temple, a mountainside plain facing the valley suddenly opened up, revealing a large luxurious and majestic wooden building frame.

Like a giant dragon that has been hollowed out by moths and snakes, it is terrifying, ugly, and the huge skeleton crashes down.

Yucheng Villa.

Who would have expected that the four-year-old royal project would be such an unfinished mess. A mere lord Hou was so bold as to collude with the court officials of the Ministry of Industry, defy the emperor's order, deceive the emperor, commit crimes, and be greedy and corrupt. The 1000 million taels allocated Where has the silver flowed quietly?

However, the original owner is such a stupid king, and he has many houses. If the incident of throwing objects on the ice had not been exposed, he would never have remembered such a villa, and would never have traced the 1000 million taels of silver.

In other words, as long as this matter is exposed, Marquis Wu'an will never recover, and those unjust cases that have already been buried underground can also be seen again.

"Your Majesty." Ming Ciyue's voice chased from behind and caught up with this small steep front.

Ji Zheng turned her head slowly, with a firm expression, "Uncle Huang, I will re-investigate the old case for the Ming family and clear up the grievances." Put you on the right seat and let you get back on track.

But Ming Ciyue's expression remained unchanged, and he was not surprised when he saw the ruined villa. He just stared straight at the Son of Heaven, with a hint of restlessness in his gentleness, "My lord, come quickly, it's dangerous over there." He stretched out his hand to the Son of Heaven, and looked anxiously at the hillside over there.

"Ming Ci Yue, did you already know?!"

"You really got the account book at the bottom of the river, and you have the evidence in hand. You already knew that Marquis Wu'an was the culprit in your father's unjust corruption case. You knew that Yucheng Villa was a ruined site, and Marquis Wu'an swallowed another 1000 million yuan."

"You also know that this place has been covered with gunpowder. Yucheng Villa is the burial place carefully planned by Marquis Wu'an for me. He didn't want me to go back alive at all."

"Even so, you tampered with the imperial decree and told Marquis Wu'an and the world that I rushed to the Yucheng Villa built by the Gu family."

Ji Zheng's mind gradually clarified a line, and his whole body shuddered. This was Ming Ciyue whom he had never seen before, it was Ming Ciyue who he dared not face up to, and he was disturbed by his catastrophe. , Gentleness is lost" the more clear words.

"Uncle Royal."

"Holy Majesty is in danger!"

With Ji Zheng's last glance, he saw Ming Ci Yue rushing towards him, the heat wave smashed them away together, the sky full of flames exploded on the hillside behind him, shattered into countless sparks, ashes, falling down one by one like meteors , Most of the sky was illuminated into daylight.

"Uncle Emperor." He grinned his lips, wrinkled his brows and smiled wryly, "...Are these the fireworks you gave me?"

The author has something to say: Some plots of plots in elementary school have finally been connected... I am not good at it, the author is stupid and the protagonist is stupid qaq don't scold me

It is the first time for Zhengzheng to see through the real emperor's uncle haha, but it's not because of him, Ming Ciyue itself is like this :-)

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