The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

Zhou Zishu had seen through King Jin long ago, and only smiled contemptuously at his pretentious tolerance. He turned his head to look at the aged wine on the table, and his expression became lonely again.

During Zhou Zishu's ten years in Jinzhou, the white clothes were intermittently incompetent on the sidelines. For the depression and sadness buried in his heart, he was like a person drinking water, knowing whether he is warm or not.He could only remain silent, and walked slowly to the table with Zi Shu, standing behind him like an indestructible backing.

He watched Zhou Zishu pick up the glass of aged wine, and what he drank was not the mellow wine, but the bitterness precipitated by the years.

Zhou Zishu took a sip, looked at the pure Wangyousan, and only sighed: "Good wine!"

The old brew that Master buried for more than 20 years is good wine, and the altar that was forgotten in the Qingluan Courtyard is also good wine.

Zhou Zishu poured the glass of wine slowly on the table, as if paying homage to those dead people in Qingluan's other courtyard who had no chance to go together for ten years and drink this wine together.

King Jin walked back to the table opposite Zhou Zishu, watched him slowly sit down after paying homage to the dead, and behind him stood the sword spirit with a snow-colored face and a stern face. Wang couldn't help but think back to the young Zishu standing beside him that he could see from the side of his head in Qingluan's other courtyard.

"Wine is old wine, and people are old friends. The lonely king once thought that it would be good if you were dead. The so-called lonely road, the king will inevitably be lonely on the road." Jin Wang also poured himself a glass of old wine, sighing as if recalling the past: " But ever since I knew that you appeared outside Yueyang City again, with unscathed martial arts and a good life, I was obviously very happy at that time. Let me tell you, how did you make hands and feet on Qiqiao Sanqiu nails? Is the immortal master helping each other secretly? Even Pengju is hiding it from him."

Holding the empty gold-plated wine glass, Zhou Zishu said coldly, "Qiqiao Sanqiu nails, I have no hands and feet to do. I just changed the method and nailed the seven nails every three months. Let it gradually grow in the flesh and fuse with the blood, so that you can gradually adapt to the pain of broken tendons and veins. A few percent down."

Zhou Zishu's every word seemed to be nails on the body of the white clothes. The pain made his heart tremble, and he also revealed his powerlessness. He stretched out his palm and put it on Zhou Zishu's shoulder hesitantly, but he The cold palm did not bring Zishu any warmth, just like those ten years, doing nothing.

The hand of King Jin who was pouring the wine paused for a moment, then he put down the jug heavily, and said as if gnashing his teeth: "Eighteen months! You let yourself suffer so much for eighteen months! Why? If you want to betray the king , Just quietly get out of this king’s sight, why are you making such a fuss?!”

"Seven orifices and three autumn nails are the rules I set, and those brothers who accompany me through life and death also do the same. If I am the only exception, who am I worthy of under the nine springs?!" Zhou Zishu felt the coldness on his shoulders, and his heart seemed to sink. At the bottom of the valley, listening to Zhuge's anger after King Jin's incident, the anger was already burning within the five.

"Jiu Xiao's death was an accident. Do you think I don't regret it? What's the point of your self-suffering? If Jiu Xiao has a soul in the sky, it must be more painful than me!" Until now, King Jin still thought that Zhou Zishu It was because Qin Jiuxiao's death was depressed that he betrayed the sentence.

Zhou Zishu's hand holding the wine glass trembled.

"Jiuxiao's death was an accident? What about my 79 brothers in Siji Villa? It was also an accident!"

"It is inevitable that the earthen jar will be broken, and the general will eventually die before the battle!"

"Heh...hehe...swords have no eyes, life and death are fate, you push it backwards quite cleanly." Zhou Zishu looked at his natural expression and listened to his calm tone, as if those withered before his eyes Human life is just a stepping stone for King Jin to pave the way to the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

But Jin Wang didn't want to entangle with him any more about these dead lives.

"Zhou Zishu, have you forgotten that you named the skylight? You want to bring a ray of light into this dark world, pray for the common people, and bring peace to everything. Don't you understand the meaning of these people's sacrifices? Now, the lonely king This rotten and troubled world is about to be burned to ashes! How can you be absent?"

"What about Han Ying?"

King Jin heard Zhou Zishu's question, as if he had heard some big joke.

"The lonely king is talking about righteousness with you, but you are talking about Han Ying with me. What is he? A humble son of a slave dares to show off in front of this king, but if this stupid guy didn't throw himself into the trap, this king would not Can't find you so soon."

"Isn't he a common man?" Zhou Zishu trembled with anger as he thought of Han Ying's pale face before he left.

"The world is not benevolent, treats everything as a dog, the sage is not benevolent, and treats the people as a dog, the prince is just a hero, how can he take the righteousness of the world and the people as it should be? For your loyal subordinate, pave the way for you Isn’t that the soul of the common people? That’s how you look at the so-called common people in your mouth? Lowly slaves, damned souls? It’s ridiculous.” Bai Yi felt the body trembling slightly under his palm, even though he knew it was King Jin and his son Shu's confrontation, but thinking of Han Ying's loyalty to Zi Shu, and listening to King Jin's ridicule of Han Ying's abandonment, his tone was extremely unfriendly.

"The lonely king would like to hear what the immortal master has to say. As a sword spirit, how does the immortal master view the common people in the world?" King Jin sneered. Perhaps in his opinion, Baiyi, as an innate immortal spirit, has a great deal of respect for the so-called common people. , isn't it more like an ant?

"What you call praying for the common people, burning the chaotic world, and seeing the sky again, is it for your ambition to dominate the world, or for the so-called common people in your mouth?" Bai Yi patted Zhou Zishu's shoulder to calm his emotions, But the tone of King Jin was a bit aggressive.

"Only the lonely king! Only the lonely king is worthy of the Ninth Five-Year position! Only the lonely king can overthrow the troubled times and bring the sky back to the people. No matter how many people are sacrificed for it, it is worth it!" King Jin said excitedly.

"If you were still the King of Jin ten years ago, Bai would still be able to trust three points when you said this, but now your relatives and friends are all gone, loyal ministers and strong generals are all running around, and the only people who can be used under him are afraid. How do you have the confidence to claim the victory in the Central Plains for an idiot like Duan Pengju who bullies the weak and fears the strong?" Most of the time, it is the bystanders, who are outside the situation in white, and naturally take the situation in Jinzhou into their eyes.

Tianchuang is the sharpest knife under King Jin, but since Zhou Zishu resigned, under the leadership of Duan Pengju for nearly a year, Tianchuang has not advanced but retreated, and has made no achievements. If Duan Pengju is a capable official, how can he? Let King Jin never forget Zhou Zishu's ability.Looking at the big from the small, how many useful people are there in Jinzhou officialdom?

King Jin laughed instead of anger when he heard this.

"Master Bai is extremely transparent. It is because I have no one under my command that I want Zishu to come back to help me, and I want to ask Master Bai to help the lonely king. A good bird chooses a tree to live in, and with the master's supernatural powers, it will surely be Can help the lonely king win the Central Plains, and rule the world! At that time, under the governance of the lonely king, the world will be completely new, and the prosperous world will reopen! The achievements of the immortal master will also be engraved in the annals of history, for future generations to praise and admire." That's it. , he seemed to be able to see the grand occasion of being crowned a great treasure and the world bowing his head as a minister.

"You are really good at painting big cakes. Did you coax Zishu like this back then? You coaxed me, a disciple of the Four Seasons Villa, for your so-called righteous way in the world, and almost broke the inheritance!" Bai Yi looked extremely cold, and stood with his hands behind his back. Beside Zhou Zishu, as if he was watching some joke, he looked at King Jin who looked excited and spoke impassionedly.

"Without the bloody baptism, how could there be peace and prosperity? They all sacrificed their lives for righteousness!" King Jin jumped up, stretched his arms, and shouted loudly!

Whether it is the old department of Four Seasons Villa, the old friends of Qingluan Bieyuan, or the sacrifices of Han Ying and the others, they are all taken for granted in King Jin's eyes. Which road to the king is not paved with blood?

"Are they dying for righteousness, or for your ambition!!!" Zhou Zishu's mood, which had been calmed down by the white clothes, was ignited again by King Jin's roar, thinking about the souls of the dead on his back , Thinking of the plum blossoms gradually blooming on the map of dispelling the cold, the fresh lives that deserve to die or not deserve to be taken for granted in King Jin's eyes.Thinking of this, anger arose from his heart, he overturned the table, and let the delicious food and wine on the table splash all over the ground.

Seeing him jumping up the table, King Jin calmed down, looked at the mess, and just sighed: "It's a pity, such a good old wine was ruined by you." Fill the half-full wine glass with the jug on the table, hold the glass of aged wine, and take a sip, the old god said: "Zi Shu, you still have injuries, don't get excited." After drinking this cup, he poured himself another cup, walked slowly out of the desk, walked around the mess, and walked towards Zhou Zishu.

"I thought you brought Master Bai Xianshi back to Jinzhou because you knew your way back and wanted to help me achieve a great cause, but now that I think about it, the lonely king is being sentimental. I thought you were my confidant, but it turns out that you are just a mediocre person. "As he spoke, he took a sip of the wine in his glass.

"Be my confidant? You deserve it too?" Zhou Zishu smiled contemptuously.

Perhaps ten years ago, King Jin was worthy of his confidant. After all, they did have common ideals and pursuits in the early years, and they both had the courage to bring peace to all generations.How many rhetoric has passed with the passage of time and turned into an unbearable half-life past in the memory, and now, King Jin is still addicted to his dream of winning the world, and he still wants to deceive more people. Coax Laobai into throwing moths into the flames for his desire for power.

All the previous aggressiveness, contempt and ridicule did not make King Jin lose his sense of proportion, but Zhou Zishu's "You are not worthy" seemed to poke King Jin's pain, and he threw his glass in anger, and even wanted to shoot Zhou Zishu directly.

But with white clothes on his side, how could King Jin succeed?He took a step forward and stood in front of Zhou Zishu. With a flip of his palm, the long sword in white appeared in his hand, and the blade pointed directly at King Jin's throat.

"My lord, why don't you talk about the past, so what's the use of reminiscing about the past? It's embarrassing and ugly, don't you think so?" The white robe held a sword in one hand, with its wide sleeves hanging down.Unexpectedly, he also showed a different elegance than in the past, but the killing intent in his eyes did not have the compassion that a fairy should have.

"You actually! Escort! Escort! Escort!!" King Jin was frightened by the cold light approaching his vitals, and was shocked by the killing intent in the white-clothed eyes, so he kept yelling for escort.

For a while, footsteps were chaotic outside the hall. Hearing King Jin's shout, Duan Pengju rushed into the hall with dozens of guards and assassins. He was also shocked to see the scene of swords drawn in the hall.

"White clothes! Can't that powerful Ruanjinsan help you?" Duan Pengju was startled when he saw the posture of the white clothes holding the sword, and roared in panic.

The master of medicine can be as limp as mud after just one sip, and this monster has dried up half a bowl, but it is useless at all.

"Lord Duan, have you overestimated your ability, or underestimated mine? Just a bowl of Ruanjinsan wants to restrain me, beyond my control!" Bai Yi sneered, the hand holding the sword was as steady as a mountain, but then As his aura circulated, the stagnation in the inner mansion also made his heart tremble slightly. There was indeed something wrong with that bowl of soup.

"Rebellious officials and traitors! Today you dare to touch a single hair of the lonely king, and you will never leave Jinzhou alive!" Jin Wang stepped back several steps, trying to avoid the sharp edge, but was tightly stuck by the white clothes, looking at the two with calm expressions, He roared furiously.

"Presumably the lord doesn't know what Bai is like. Bai hates being threatened the most in this life, and I'm the only one who threatens others. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Duan, what do you think these ordinary people can do to me? "Bai Yi felt that the Bai Yi sword might not be enough to threaten the majestic King Jin, so he simply turned a sharp backhand and shot at King Jin's neck.

Duan Pengju trembled all over when he saw that sharp ray, his eyes cracked, thinking that the prince was about to splatter blood on the spot, just about to yell "Zhu Zi dare!" His life spun wildly around his neck like a halo, as long as King Jin made a slight move, he would be able to separate his head from his body, splashing blood on the spot.

"I advise you, if you don't want to die too ugly, you should not act rashly, so as not to splash my blood." Bai Yi raised the soft sword resting on King Jin's neck, and wiped the non-existent blemishes on the sword with his wide sleeve. Hui, handed it back to Zhou Zishu.

"My lord, since I dare to bring Laobai back to Jinzhou, I will naturally have a way to retreat." Zhou Zishu's cherished Mosuo glanced at the hilt of the sword, hanging by his side, and glanced coldly at those Holding swords to guard against the guards who surrounded them.

The King of Jin only dared to lower his head slightly to take a look, the sharp edge hanging on his neck twirled wildly, bringing out bursts of cold light, his scalp was already blown up, but he still forced himself to say calmly: "The soft tendons have been moved by hands and feet, and there is something in the skylight." and your dark pillar

. "

"If you want to blame, you can only blame your subordinates for being too useless. Thinking that this kind of ordinary trick can control me is simply whimsical and beyond self-control." He poured two cups of aged wine into the gold-plated wine cup, handed it to Zhou Zishu, and took a sip against everyone's shocked and frightened eyes.

"Tsk, this wine is not good, the aging time is still short, and it is not as good as the one buried in the plum grove." Bai Yi walked up to King Jin with the glass of wine.

"Master's wine has been stored for more than 20 years. Naturally, it can't compare to the ten years of aging. Uncle Master, let's just give it a shot." Zhou Zishu only took a sip, and put down the wine glass.

Jin Wang only watched them surrounded by heavy siege, yet he could still be so calm and composed, and even held his life between his palms, and the aloofness in his heart was aroused by their understatement, regardless of the threat around his neck , shouted loudly: "If I die here today, I want everyone in the skylight to be buried for me!"

Bai Yi took another sip of the old wine, and heard the group of people responding like a rainbow: "Obey!" They were all annoyed, threw the wine glass casually, and approached Duan Pengju step by step with arms folded, and the one who approached the skylight In the encirclement, every time he took a step closer, the group of skylight assassins who had seen his resolute methods unconsciously took a step back, only looking at their timid appearance, Bai Yi couldn't help but sneered: "This Jin The king asked you to be buried with you, so you will be buried with him? You really are a group of obedient and good dogs, but it's a pity...it's just too stupid."

"My lord, you haven't changed at all for so many years. The reason why I let Duan Peng raise his hand to cover the sky is that I hope he can take over everything smoothly. If the skylight still has my old department, how can I not worry about it, but now it seems But the skylight is becoming more and more useless in Duan Pengju's hands." Zhou Zishu casually played with the white sword in his hand, but his eyes seemed to be glued to the dim sapphire on the hilt, his tone was calm, but his heart was Lift half.

Lao Bai is afraid that he won't be able to last long, and he can't spend any more.

"Ridiculous! I won't kill you if you're right!" King Jin glared at Zhou Zishu angrily, gnashing his teeth.

"You will, but I am still useful to you now, so you are naturally not willing to kill me, and Xiao wants to coax Lao Bai into your use, so you will definitely meet us, but as long as we are in the same room, you can't help the prince It's up to you." Now that the initiative is in their hands, Zhou Zishu can naturally deal with King Jin calmly.

"Look at what you said, it's like I'm a three-year-old child, let others coax you." Ignoring the fearful and vigilant eyes of the guards, Baiyi turned his back without any scruples, showing his back to them, looking Threatened by him, the innocent King Jin chuckled lightly: "You said that a good bird chooses a tree to live in, but the rotten wood, my lord, is not worthy for me to live in." As he spoke, he approached King Jin, As Bai Yi approached, King Jin gradually moved back.

"Actually, Bai didn't intend to make things so ugly. After all, it's unlucky to see blood and kill people during the Chinese New Year."

"So what do you think?" King Jin clenched his teeth, resisting the attack from the depths of his soul, the sword spirit in white was so terrifying, but he underestimated the opponent's ability.

"I have to listen to the owner, owner, what do you say?" Bai Yi walked back to Zhou Zishu's side, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

"My lord, Zishu came back this time just to make a complete break with you. If you still think about the kindness and dignity that Shu used to serve you in the past, let us go. We will cancel all the previous grievances, and the mountains and rivers will be far away from now on." , there will be no time in the future, and I will let Lao Bai let you go. But if you really disregard your own life, tear your face, and continue to entangle, we are not afraid to have a fight with you. If he dies with our uncle and nephew, then Zishu has made money, and he will not lose anyway." Zhou Zishu wrapped his sword around his waist, stood side by side with the white clothes, and waited for King Jin to make his own decision. Do you want to live in a different place?

But no matter what the result is, he has to take his white clothes and leave as soon as possible.

For a while, the two sides were at a stalemate.

But King Jin couldn't take it any longer. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the circle of cold light shrinking and getting smaller and smaller, and it was close to sticking to his flesh. His clothes were drenched in cold sweat. For the sake of his life, he didn't care about anything else.

"Okay, very good, it's you, Zhou Zishu, okay, the lonely king will let you go, but Master Zhou must keep his promise and ask Master Bai to let the lonely king go." King Jin endured the trembling all over his body and gritted his teeth said.

"Isn't it over if you say that earlier? It's a waste of so much time." Bai Yi stretched his waist, and his expression relaxed. King Jin thought he was going to let him go, and just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he suddenly clenched a fist with one hand, The cold light around his neck tightened in an instant, and King Jin's liver and gallbladder were torn apart. He thought he was going to die on the spot, but he didn't expect that the cold light disappeared without a trace after touching his flesh, but what followed was the blood that penetrated through the flesh and blood. The biting cold, firmly entrenched on the heart veins, made his spine shiver more than a knife hanging around his neck.

"You! You broke your promise. What did you do to the lonely king!" King Jin roared angrily while clutching his throbbing chest.

Bai Yi casually pushed aside the long sword on Zhou Zishu's neck, but ignored the threat on his own neck. The old god said: "Accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger, just in case of emergencies. Don't worry, my lord, this cold poison is not harmful." It is fatal, and it will not affect your daily life, but if you betray your trust and want to play tricks behind our backs and entangle us endlessly, then don't blame Bai for being cruel, even if I am thousands of miles away, I will take your life. It's as easy as finding something out of a bag... Also, Bai advises the prince not to take any chances, besides me, there is no second sword spirit in the world to detoxify you."

King Jin was slapped hard, trembling with anger, but he could only watch helplessly as Bai Yi led Zhou Zishu to push away from the crowd, and Zhou Zishu's cold voice came from outside the hall.

"Zi Shu respectfully wishes that the prince will get his wish, that one day he will win the Central Plains and rule the world!"

King Jin was so angry that he overturned the table next to him, and roared at Pengju and the others: "You are trash! You are all trash, you guys are suppressed by two thieves, what use is the lonely king wanting you?" , are all rubbish!"

The emperor laid down millions of corpses in his anger. Although he is not yet an emperor, his anger also scared all the people in the hall to their knees, and the sound of "Your Majesty calm down" made King Jin even more angry.

He wiped off the cold sweat on his neck, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe that the lonely king can still be held alive by a little sword spirit. Duan Pengju, let the lonely king capture them alive!"

"Yes!" Duan Pengju bit the bullet and took on this impossible task. Thinking of Bai Yi's unpredictable methods, he just felt that my life was over.

The author has something to say:

Can I say that the top one I kowtowed in the old Ford was actually Jin Shu? (Station B knocks Wen Zhou wb knocks Junzhe) It is full of all the elements of ancient gossip and ancient slanderous monarchs and ministers. In just [-] minutes of rivalry, the whole drama is only one episode of shots, and this kind of drama can be captured. The fetters and tension between the monarch and his subjects are stretched to the extreme, and the be aesthetics are so refreshing.

Between monarchs and ministers, between siblings, ten years of grievances, ten years of fetters, don't ask for a good end, and don't need a good end!

(Jin Shu has a fan song, Shanren nb)

OS: Why did Jin Wang counsel so quickly? Because he didn’t dare to bet that Lao Bai wouldn’t kill him. I don’t know if I’ve improved the script. The level is limited, so it’s the only way.