Wu Yu

The author has something to say: Let me explain: His Highness Lin Cheng and Shigemori are absolutely in admiration, and have no other feelings.

The capital city is the place with the most lights.

The night is blurry, but the capital is brightly lit, and a peaceful atmosphere blends into the evening wind. Although there is no impenetrable wall in the world, it is difficult for this insignificant wind to blow into the cold palace wall. Dissipate in vain.

Chong Lu sat on the dragon chair in the Palace of Qinzheng, screened away the idlers and others, and he was the only one left in the huge hall. It took some time before he put down the brush in his hand, his face was a little ugly.

The empty hall is too lonely, without any popularity, only the sound of regular patrols outside can be heard.

Chong Lu suddenly shook his head.

When he was still an unfavored prince, he lined up with the other princes and stood in the Qinzheng Hall to be scolded by his father. Was the palace at that time as deserted as this...

This idea only flashed in his mind, and he didn't even have time to stir up a wave in his heart.

The memorials in front of him were piled up like a hill, and Chong Lun hadn't been back to his bedroom for several months. There was a spacious and luxurious bed at the back of the main hall, which he specifically requested.

For him, the bedroom and the Qinzheng Palace are actually the same, but fortunately Zhou Xi is there to help him.

There was a cool breeze blowing outside the window, Chong Lu held his forehead a little tiredly, after correcting today's memorial, he was going to rest first.

After all, he will go to court tomorrow.

"Your Majesty, a letter from Mocheng." Zhou Xi's voice came.

Chong Lu's spirit lifted, his tiredness dissipated, "Come in."

Zhou Xi walked in quickly and presented the letter. Chong Lu didn't bother to let him read this time, and hurriedly opened the envelope to read it.

There were not many words, but every sentence made his gloomy heart clear, Chong Lu showed a long-lost smile, and waved his hand, "Reward!"

Zhou Xi also smiled lightly, took his leave respectfully, and went down to prepare for the reward.

Zhong Lu put the letter paper on the case, thinking of the Lin family who were dying, and sneered, the Zhang family is now in name only, Mr. Zhang, as the head of the country, was so arrogant before, but now he is so useless. Although he is better than the Lin family, he has fainted. The signs of decline, when the two most favored families fell, all the families that had been flocking to it had nothing to do with it.

But overnight, people go tea cold.

The useless trace of an abandoned son is the time to cut the weeds and roots.

No one understood this truth better than Chong Lu, he rubbed the dragon chair with his fingers, showing an ambiguous smile.

The stalking among the rich and powerful is always cruel.

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Prison torture chamber.

There was no life in the dark and damp prison.

Lin Cheng was covered in filth, huddled in a corner, and the beggars on the street were more decent than him, with a pair of red and slightly protruding eyes exposed under his unkempt face, he looked a little delirious.

Unhurried footsteps sounded, Lin Cheng raised his head in panic, but found no trace of the jailer, and the prisoners on the left and right were taken away.

This man came for him.

Lin Cheng leaned back as far as possible, his back pressed against the cold and dirty wall, and he stared at the door, clenching his teeth.

The visitor was not tall, and his figure was a little thin. He was carrying the light behind his back, and Lin Cheng couldn't see his face clearly, so he could only tense his body vigilantly.

"General Lin." An indifferent voice sounded.

Lin Cheng looked at him incredulously, and stood up excitedly, "It's you?!"

The visitor walked forward slowly, the dark cell blocked the light for him, revealing a pale and delicate face.

Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment, then showed an ecstatic expression, and stretched out his dirty hands to grab him, "It's you, Eunuch Zhou... Is it the Holy One, is it that the Holy One understands it? I'm saved... I'm saved." Right!"

Zhou Xi took a step back indiscriminately, a mocking smile appeared on his face, which was usually neither sad nor happy, "Master Lin, is he awake?"

There was silence in the prison, and the brazier burning with the soldering iron exuded a fiery temperature, making a little movement.

Zhou Xi waved his hand to drive the dust away.

Lin Cheng froze in place, his heart was half cold, but in just a few months, he had already become skinny and skinny, even if he clenched his fist, it was like a dead wood branch, which would snap if broken.

"What does Eunuch Zhou mean by that?" He asked hoarsely.

Zhou Xi moved closer, admired his distressed appearance, then grinned, and whispered cruelly in his ear: "Vice General Lin, didn't you push Brother Zixiao to push me into the lake back then. "

This sound was like thunder on the ground, and it exploded in Lin Cheng's heart. He took a big step back as if he had seen a ghost. The frightened look on his thin and thin face was more terrifying than a ghost.

"Impossible... Impossible! Stay away from me!" Lin Cheng's eyes suddenly changed, and he staggered back.

This is impossible, how could this be!

But Zhou Xi didn't intend to let him go, his tone was flat, as if he was talking about something ordinary, "Vice General Lin doesn't remember me, then...do you still remember His Highness Shigemori?"

"Do you still remember His Highness Shigemori's promotion and care for you, but you still remember how your wife and children are still alive!"

Lin Cheng seemed to have been stimulated by something, hugged his head collapsed, knelt on the ground and shouted, "Enough - enough! Stop talking..."

"Do you still remember His Royal Highness Shigemori told you to retreat quickly! He wants you to live!"

"That letter is not a distress letter, Lin Cheng, he wants you to go."

"Because you are his most trusted lieutenant general." Zhou Xi looked at him condescendingly.

Lin Cheng's shouting stopped suddenly, and his expression was a little dazed.

His legs softened as if out of strength, and he knelt heavily on the ground.

"Impossible, you lied to me, you must be lying to me!" Lin Cheng's expression became hardened visibly by the naked eye, but the deepest part of his eyes trembled fragilely, as if something was about to fall.

"He already has old injuries, do you know that even if you don't come here, he is going to hand over the big responsibility to you!"

"Then you can still be General Lin who is admired by thousands of people!"

Zhou Xi's voice trembled, he grabbed Lin Cheng's hair, his thin body exploded with amazing strength, and smashed him hard against the wall beside him.

Lin Cheng groaned in pain, and after a long while, he slowly got up from the ground. For a while, neither of them spoke, only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

Something was dripping from his face, Lin Cheng raised his hand slowly, and touched his wet hand, he suddenly smiled, his expression was painful and distorted, saliva dripped down his chin, but he couldn't stop, and finally turned into Howling in pain, he lay on the ground crying like a madman.

Zhou Xi watched quietly, the anger in his chest dissipated, and he called out lightly, "General Lin."

"...Don't call me this, don't call me this!" Lin Cheng pinched his face with his fingers tightly, scratching bloodstains, his eyes were red, and he didn't have half of the arrogance of a general. He looked down at himself, and said Burying his face deeper, he whispered: "I don't deserve it."

Zhou Xi was taken aback with a tense expression, he didn't expect him to say this.

He, Lin Cheng, had fought for most of his life, betraying the general who really admired him, and rebelling with Chong Lu, but in the end he was trapped in a cocoon, and ended up in this fate.

When the power dispute was far away from him, Lin Cheng suddenly felt very empty, and he missed...the smell of the frontier frost.

But he was no longer fit to be a general.

Lin Cheng's eyes were cloudy, and he saw the scenes of the flames of war in a daze.

The end of the Five Kings Rebellion.

The walls of the palace were splashed with bright red.

Lin Cheng's face was covered in blood, and he was leading his men to the gate of the palace, ready to meet up with the people who were slaughtering again. His confidant came to deliver the letter. He knew it was His Highness Shigemori's distress letter, and Lin Cheng's fingers trembled slightly. He didn't take it apart, but stuffed it into his arms.

He has no way out, and if he ascends the throne again, his Lin family will definitely be revitalized.

Your Highness Shigemori, I'm sorry.

He is grateful for Shigemori's appreciation and reuse, but the Lin family can't afford to wait.

So he didn't go to support, but proceeded according to the plan, and the result was that they won as they wished.

Lin Cheng drank a few more glasses in ecstasy, and only remembered to burn the letters after returning home.

He slowly put the letter into the brazier, and for some reason the joy in his heart was suddenly diluted, as if a weight of gold was weighing on his back, making him unable to lift his head.

It was as if something important had left him forever.

"In the letter...what was written in the letter?" Lin Cheng covered his face, trembling all over.

Zhou Xi didn't speak, and threw him a wooden box.

"It was your good nephew who sent the letter back then, and the letter sent to you was not a souvenir from His Highness Shigemori."

But there is no difference, neither the left nor the right Lincheng will look at it.

After Zhong Lu intercepted the letter, he ordered the sender to burn the letter. Fortunately, Qingqiu Jue's people took advantage of the chaos to kill and seize the letter, so they preserved this yellowed page.

Lin Cheng rubbed his hands on his body indiscriminately, but it became more and more dirty. He took the paper carefully.

There were only a few words in the letter, ordering Lin Cheng to lead his troops to retreat to protect himself, but he didn't mention his own safety at all, but Lin Cheng knew that he was already in danger at that time.

As if he was afraid that Lin Cheng would feel guilty, Zhong Sen specially added a sentence, this is not a runaway, Vice General Lin, from now on, all officers and men, I will count on you.

This sentence was written in a hurry, as if it was added in a hurry.

Remorse and shame flooded in, and hoarse and meaningless syllables came out of his mouth.

It was like the jar that had been buried for many years was broken, and the sour regret after many years emerged from it, which made people cry.

Lin Cheng was in a state of confusion, the letter in his hand was not steady, and fell into the brazier, and was instantly engulfed by the flames. He reached out to grab it, but it didn't help.

The burning red iron piece touched the skin, and there was a "sizzling" sound instantly, but Lin Cheng didn't say anything, and stared at the brazier with his teeth gritted.

A drop of crystal clear things fell into the brazier, and it was fleeting, like the letter paper that was swallowed in an instant, extremely fragile.

But Lin Cheng has no way to retreat, he has been afraid to think about it for so many years, if he was there back then, then Chongsen would not have been defeated.

If His Highness was still here...he wouldn't be in such a mess.

But His Highness didn't want him to take risks, and he didn't want to involve him in the battle for the throne with other soldiers, but he betrayed His Highness's trust and trampled on this sincerity at will.

"Lin Cheng, do you know what a general is?"

"Subordinates are dull."

"It is the general who wants you to become a talent, Lin Cheng, would you like to be my lieutenant general?"

The man's words were ridiculed, yet serious.

The cold wind entered the frontier, the tent was covered with silver frost, and the short and powerful sound of training was still in his ears. Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment. He saw the general he admired turned his head. It was a tough and handsome face. He smiled and said to himself, "Vice General Lin, it's a big taboo to be stupefied."

Lin Cheng's face turned red with excitement, and he clenched his fists nervously after a while, and said loudly, "This subordinate will definitely live up to the general's high expectations!"

There was a little wine in the camp that day, Lin Cheng blushed in the bonfire, held up the wine and yelled at the sky amidst the booing of the crowd, "I will fight for the rest of my life, I will be where the general is!"

But he slipped.

People change, and Lin Cheng eventually fell into the luxury of the capital. He was overwhelmed by extravagance, and his proud talent became a sharp weapon for seizing power, but his "knife tip" was aimed at Shigemori.

Aim at the person who told him, "I wish you greatness."

Lin Cheng burst into tears, as if he had finally surrendered.

These years, he has been in a high position, with ruthless tactics and a heartless appearance. He is completely different from before. Lin Cheng thinks that he has long forgotten what he used to be like.

I didn't expect to be imprisoned now, and I finally understood after being mixed up in this picture of neither human nor ghost.

He just didn't dare to think about it, because he knew he was wrong from the moment he saw the letter.

Lin Cheng knelt on the ground, looking in extreme pain.

"Lin Cheng, you regret it." Zhou Xi said with a sigh, but there was no pity in his eyes.

He came today because he wanted to find out what it was that made Lin Cheng suddenly turn against him, or...was it a long-planned plan?

"If you insist on not saying it, you will surely die. If you say it... I can give you a chance."

Zhou Xi squatted down and looked at him.

The two were silent for a long time, just when Zhou Xi thought that there was nothing to ask today, so he sneered and was about to leave.

An ugly and hoarse voice came, full of powerlessness and vicissitudes, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Chongsha... is my son, the eldest son of the Lin family."