Traitor, he is bent on death

"Changning." Xuan Ke stood three steps away from Jiang Jintang, with a gentle smile in Feixue: "I thought you would want to catch up with me."

"If I reminisce about the old days with His Highness, His Highness will die." Jiang Jintang's cheeks were hidden in the snow-white down of the fox fur collar, looking a little harmless, but what he said was not the case at all: "If His Highness really I'm in a hurry to report to Lord Yan, but I don't mind giving you a ride."

Xuan Ke said softly: "Chang Ning still likes to joke so much... I begged for you in front of His Majesty just now, why did I still shout for you if I didn't say thank you?"

Just as Jiang Jintang was about to say something, he suddenly realized that there was someone beside him. He reached out to take the umbrella from Wang Laifu, and said, "Your Majesty, please take a step ahead. His Highness Prince An and I have some old matters to talk about."

Wang Laifu was able to get to his current position. He might not be able to do anything else, but his ability to read people's eyes is second to none, so he immediately smiled and said: "Then slave will go ahead. Nine thousand years old, don't worry, the slave will be waiting at the door." you."

Jiang Jintang nodded, and Wang Laifu left first.

Only then did Jiang Jintang turn his gaze to Xuan Ke's face, and said, "I didn't expect you to even think about Xuan Lan."

Xuan Ke smiled and said, "Chang Ning, what does this mean? Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, who dares to plot against him? I am also surprised that His Majesty came out of the city to pick me up."

Jiang Jintang hated his hypocritical appearance, and said coldly, "You and I know the reason why you begged in front of Xuan Lan, and you still want me to thank you?"

If there is a chance, Xuan Ke wants Jiang Jintang to fall more than Xuan Lan, but the reputation of assassinating a prince is not enough to defeat Jiang Jintang, but will push Xuan Ke to the forefront. This is contrary to Xuan Ke's usual style of playing dark chess. It's not good for him, so it's better to beg Jiang Jintang generously and get a good reputation.

Xuan Ke took a step closer and smelled the fragrance of Tang flowers on Jiang Jintang's body. He seemed to become more indifferent in the snow, and said softly, "Changning, do you really want to kill me?"

Jiang Jintang smiled: "If it weren't for that son of a bitch Xuan Lan, that arrow should have pierced your heart. Your Highness is really hypocritical for asking me this question now."

Xuan Ke said with a smile: "The person you should kill the most is sitting on the dragon chair, and it's not me. Why do you keep staring at me?"

Jiang Jintang's face became even colder, he turned around and left holding an umbrella, Xuan Ke said: "Changning, Jingzhou is very windy and snowy, I don't want to go again, this time, I won't leave."

Jiang Jintang paused, did not reply, turned to a corridor in front of him, and the figure disappeared.

Xuan Ke stood in the snow for a while, a thin layer of snow accumulated on his shoulders, he brushed it off casually, Dai Run came over to put an umbrella on him, hesitated for a while, and said: "Your Majesty just came back ...It seems that I forgot something, seeing you and Jiang... and Jiuqiantui were talking, so I didn't come over, I just stood there watching for a while, didn't take anything, and left again."

Xuan Ke looked at the direction where Jiang Jintang left, and said, "Six years have passed, but he has indeed grown up... I can't see through him."

Dai Run said: "You are His Majesty's only family member. Now that you have been away for six years, you should go to the palace to get in touch with Your Majesty..."

"I was assassinated when I returned to Beijing. I couldn't get sick, so what to do in the palace." Xuan Ke tidied up his sleeves, and said in a warm voice, "There will be trouble in the court tomorrow, and I won't join in the fun."

Dai Run said in a low voice: "Yes, I will ask the doctor to treat you when I go back."

……

When Jiang Jintang returned to Qiansui Mansion, She Yi and Shanyue were there. Seeing him coming back, she immediately greeted him. Shanyue looked Jiang Jintang up and down: "Master, are you alright?"

"No problem." Jiang Jintang handed over the cloak to his servants, took a sip of hot tea, the icy cold air lingering in his internal organs was finally suppressed, which made him feel better.

She Yi was not as easy to fool as Shanyue, so she asked Dr. Chen, who had been waiting for a long time, to take Jiang Jintang's pulse. Dr. Chen is an old man in the Qiansui Mansion, and he knew Jiang Jintang's physical condition well, so he breathed a sigh of relief after taking the pulse: "My lord Your situation is better than what the old man expected, there must be an imperial doctor in the palace who has treated you, and the medicine prescribed is suitable for the symptoms."

He saluted: "The old man re-prescribed a prescription for the adults, first to drive away the cold, and then to warm up."

Jiang Jintang nodded: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen."

Dr. Chen bowed his hands and withdrew.

Then She Yi said: "The little emperor didn't make things difficult for you? He was willing to let you out of the palace so easily!"

"Of course he wanted to make things difficult for me." Jiang Jintang held Mrs. Tang in his arms, feeling his icy fingers gradually becoming conscious, and said, "It's just that Xuan Ke himself said he wouldn't pursue it, and he couldn't. He fined me for a month. Grounded."

She Yi understood after a little thought, and sneered, "He's used to being a good person."

"I was careless." Jiang Jintang pursed his lips and said, "I thought no one in the capital would dare to take this muddy water, but he coaxed Xuan Lan out of the city..." He held his forehead and smiled: " Unexpectedly, the generation of the Xuan family came out with a different kind, but this son of a bitch, Xuan Lan, still thinks about family ties."

Seeing that Jiang Jintang's expression was not good, Shanyue said, "Let's not talk about this now, master, why don't you eat something first? You definitely won't eat anything from the palace. I'll ask someone to prepare lotus root soup for you."

Jiang Jintang didn't have much appetite, but seeing Shanyue's worried look, he sighed lightly, agreed, and said to She Yi: "Those dead men...let's take care of them at home, there will definitely be rumors in the capital recently, don't worry about it. "

She Yi nodded, and said, "I'll go back to Dongchang first."

Jiang Jintang drank the soup and took the medicine, and finally he was tired. He lay on the couch and fell asleep after a while.

He didn't sleep well, and he had intermittent nightmares.

I don't know if it's because he's getting older, but recently he always dreams about things from the past.

Whether it's the glorious sixteen or seventeen years old, or the painful year of reaching the crown, or the long and lonely ten years to come.

Even those old friends who have long died have frequent dreams.

He dreamed of the Lin family who was honored as the queen mother in splendid attire, the four ministers who were killed by him with various means, or even more people who died at his hands...

This time, he finally dreamed of the first emperor.

No matter how many years time has passed, this lingering old friend still walked into his dream.

It seems to be the year he won the crown.

A man's crown is the best age. When ordinary people start a family and start a career, he is an immortal monster in the deep palace.

Jiang Jintang has never figured out what kind of thoughts the late emperor used to summon him to the dragon bed when he was dying.

"I remember...today is your birthday." The late emperor was about to die, and death was fair to anyone, even if he was the supreme emperor.

After he finished speaking, he took a breath and looked at Jiang Jintang, who was kneeling on the ground, with mixed emotions in his cloudy eyes, "It stands to reason that this day should be given to you by your husband or your father." Character."

Speaking of this, he coughed and coughed up a big mouthful of blood, but he still said hoarsely: "Your teacher's father has passed away, today... I will give you a word... and it is called..."

"...then it's called Changning."

……

Jiang Jintang woke up from the dream, cold sweat slid down his forehead, he slowly wiped it off, then sat up, and saw that his face in the glass mirror opposite was as pale as a ghost wandering in the abyss for many years.

Shanyue heard the movement inside, hurried in, saw him dripping with cold sweat, brought a box of medicine over, Jiang Jintang took a handful of medicine with a blank face, coughed twice, and the color of her snow-white lips gradually turned blood.

Shanyue asked cautiously: "Master...have you had a nightmare?"

"Yeah." Jiang Jintang stared at a certain point in the void, and said, "I dreamed of Xuan Shen."

Xuanshen was the late emperor's name. It is estimated that except for Jiang Jintang, no one would dare to call the late emperor's name directly in such a rebellious manner.

Shanyue was startled and dared not speak.

Jiang Jintang stared blankly for a while, seeing that it was already bright outside, he asked, "Did you go to court?"

"Yes." Shanyue said: "The assassination of King An was going to be discussed in the court today, but King An himself said that he had never met an assassin, because he had to work hard on the road and was not acclimatized. .”

This was within Jiang Jintang's expectation, and Shanyue hesitated for a moment, then said: "There have been rumors in Beijing that King An was not actually sick, but injured. It is true that he was assassinated, but because of the The black hand is the powerful Nine Thousand Years old, so he can only swallow his anger and calm down..."

Jiang Jintang raised the corners of his lips: "What else did you say?"

"Those foolish people don't know anything, and what they say is ugly..."

Jiang Jintang picked up the teacup, skimmed off the froth: "Speak."

"People say that you ignore the Holy Majesty and monopolize power. If it weren't for the eunuch, you would have usurped the throne a long time ago..."

Jiang Jintang laughed: "I thought there would be something new to say, but it turned out to be these old-fashioned things."

He got up and said, "Prepare the car, let's go..."

Before she finished speaking, Shanyue said: "Master, you can't go anywhere now. Your Majesty sent a team of imperial guards to guard the door. He said he was afraid that the capital would be unsafe, so let them protect you."

Jiang Jintang: "..."

"Not only you can't go out, but also outsiders can't come in." Shanyue said: "Although the forbidden army is nothing, but His Majesty is angry, you should avoid their edge and go eat first."

Jiang Jintang rubbed his temples: "...OK, let's eat first."

……

General Qin Xu was dressed in gallant riding attire today, and when he passed the long street on a tall horse, the startled girls blushed, but he didn't take a second look, and stopped at the gate of the Thousand-year-old Mansion. Stopped: "General Qin, His Majesty has ordered that Nine Thousand Years has worked too hard for the country and needs to recuperate. No one is allowed to disturb him."

Qin Xu raised his eyebrows: "Me too?"

The forbidden army smiled and said: "General Qin, don't make things difficult for us. If we let you in, we won't be able to shed our skin."

Qin Xu said: "You let me in, there is no one else here, no one will know."

The imperial guards quickly shook their heads: "That's not acceptable, there is His Majesty's eagle whistle nearby, just keep an eye on it."

"Really not?"

"Really not!"

General Qin is not a master who likes to embarrass others, he sighed: "If you can't do it, then you can't do it."

He patted the guard's arm: "Do it well."

The forbidden army said gratefully: "Thank you, General, for your compassion."

Qin Xu waved his hand, turned around and got on the horse. After walking for a while, his deputy general whispered: "General, let's go back like this?"

"What are you thinking about?" Qin Xu rode his horse around to the side courtyard of the Thousand Years Mansion. It was quiet and there was no one there. As soon as he stepped on his horse, he climbed onto the wall and said to the lieutenant general, "You wait outside."

The deputy general was dumbfounded: "You, you climbed over the wall and entered?!"

"Otherwise, how do you get in? Those wooden heads are not enlightened."

The lieutenant said sadly: "The first time you climbed over the wall was not to see the girl you love, but an eunuch!"

Qin Xu: "..."