steal bi

Yuan Zan tassel is really good, just like what the eldest princess said, Yuan Zan tassel is like the moon high in the sky, and the people who shine it are ashamed of themselves.

Sometimes Yuan Zanbi couldn't help thinking, if Yuan Zanying was alive, what would he do in the face of this situation?Even though Yuan Zanbi is uncertain in every possible way, he is very clear about one thing, that is, Yuan Zanying will never go to great lengths like him, in order to achieve his goal, he uses people and kills people.

How could Yuan Zanying be like this?

Only the emperor and Yuan Zanying knew the inside story, and they saw all the torture and humiliation of Yuan Zanying, but Yuan Zanying still changed into his official uniform and respectfully went south to commit suicide!

He is really a sage, his previous grievances and grievances were burnt out, he not only protected the old man, but also did not cause Yuan Zanbi to have any grudges with his former political enemies.

But a saint must die. If you don't die, how can you be a saint?

Yuan Zanbi doesn't want to be a saint.

He was brought up by Yuan Zhanying, and Yuan Zhanying was both an elder brother and a teacher to him. As Yuan Zhanying's student, he should have inherited the teacher's will, and as Yuan Zhanying's younger brother, he should have followed his elder brother's last wish.

He can't do Yuan Zanying, Ningyou's party members are still dead, Ningyou's party monument is still majestically standing on the court hall, and the descendants of Ningyou's party members who survived by chance are still Ningyou's remnants!The instigator lives in the temple, and will be famous in the future, how reconciled to this, how reconciled to this!

Yuan Zan's head hurt so badly that he stretched out his hand to pull out the hairpin, and tore off the hair crown indiscriminately.

Yuan Zanying taught him that a gentleman should straighten his crown, but his long hair was loose and he threw the high crown aside casually.

The jade crown is warm and moist.

He let down his long hair and pressed his fingers firmly between his brows.

Now that this step has been achieved, what is there to regret?

If you regret it now, why not simply follow what Yuan Zhanying said back then and stay at the border forever and never return to Zhongzhou.

When the medical officer came in, he saw Yuan Zan leaning against him with closed eyes and frowning. His hair was disheveled and his face was pale, like a ghost.

The medical officer stretched out his hand tremblingly, and before he could touch Yuan Zanbi's face, the latter opened his eyes, which were bloodshot and faintly moist.

The doctor said: "Master Yuan."

Yuan Zanbi looked at him in a daze, and before he asked why the adults came here, he saw Xiaoxue coming in from the outside and nodded to the medical officer.

Yuan Zanbi sat there obediently and let the medical officer use all available methods on him.

There were many dignitaries and dignitaries along the way, and none of them could be blamed, so the medical officers were careful in diagnosis and treatment, for fear of offending the nobles, but Yuan Zanbi was much easier than he thought, but he talked less and remained expressionless. This made the young medical officer feel uneasy.

After tossing back and forth for an hour, the medicine was prescribed before being sent out by Xiaoxue.

Yuan Zanbi closed his eyes again.

Xiaoxue came in lightly, as if she was afraid of disturbing Yuan Zanbi, and said in a low voice, "My sister just came over."

Yuan Zanbi hummed, and said, "He sent Hantan here?"

Seeing that his face was pale, Xiaoxue swallowed her sigh and said: "My sister is here, I will tell my lord what my lord said, and my sister went back without saying anything."

"It's getting dark," Yuan Zan wrote, "he's here..." If Qiao Yu was here by himself, he would probably say that he is not a girl, and he would have to look forward and backward whenever he went out at night.

With a blank face, Yuan Zanbi said, "I see."

Xiaoxue said: "I have read the prescription prescribed by the medical officer. It is some tranquilizing medicine. After the decoction is finished, adults drink it and go to bed early."

……

The official doctor prescribed too many tranquilizing medicines, and after drinking the Yuanzan pen, he became more groggy and fell asleep with his clothes on.

He couldn't sleep well in his dream, and he had a severe headache, like a sharp cone piercing into the bone three inches, and the pain was very sharp every inch.

He took a few breaths violently and opened his eyes suddenly.

The candle should have been extinguished by him earlier, but for some unknown reason it lit up again.He exhaled tremblingly, his eyes fell to the side aimlessly.

"Shh-"

It was like the sound of pages turning.

Yuan Zanbi turned his head abruptly.

There is a vague figure sitting in front of the desk outside the tent, his back is facing the Yuanzan pen, his back is very straight, like a delicate bamboo.

This man tied his hair with a wooden hairpin, his robe was loose and soft, his clothes were dark in color, but his skin was light in color, like a cloud, like a fog.

If there was a second person in the room, I'm afraid they would be extremely shocked, because Yuan Zanbi, who was always so cold and could face the emperor's thunderous anger calmly, changed his face in front of this figure.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to open the curtain, only to realize that he was trembling badly, and he tried his best not to let himself tremble too much.

Yuan Zanbi said hoarsely: "Brother."

The man looked back, he didn't look very feminine, but his outline was gentler than that of ordinary men, his eyes were a bit extra beautiful, but the bridge of his nose was straight, which added a bit of heroism to this gentle face.

The blue-white moonlight sprinkled on the ground.

Yuan Zanbi's voice was trembling, "Brother."

Yuan Zanying put down the book and smiled at him.

After so many years, his smile remained the same as before, but the eyes of the child he brought back back then were neither frightened nor clear.

Yuan Zanbi closed his eyes, as if afraid of tears falling down.

Yuan Zanying stood up, her long robe dragging on the ground, making a rustling sound.

He came to the bed and reached out to open the curtain.

Yuan Zanbi suddenly came to his senses, and held down Yuan Zanying's hand.

Yuan Zanying seemed a little puzzled, the blank look in his eyes was undisguised, "What's the matter?" He called Yuan Zanbi, "Second Master Yuan."

Qiao Yu called him Lord Yuan when he was angry, called him Yuan Bi when he was full of joy, the emperor called him Yuan Qing, and others called him General Yuan or Lord Yuan Xiao—this little boy was only compared to his father Yuan Yuan. Cong Jing, not his elder brother Yuan Zanying.

Only Yuan Zanying would jokingly call him, "Second Master Yuan."

Yuan Zan wrote: "I..."

His voice was terribly hoarse.

Yuan Zanying let Yuan Zanbi grab his hand, his hand was well-proportioned, beautiful and slender, holding it as if holding a piece of soft jade, his hand was still warm, but Yuan Zanbi was cold in the palm of a living person , Than the dead do not show much.

"Ok?"

Yuan Zanbi took a deep breath and said, "I, I have no face to face my brother."

Yuan Zanying blinked, this action is very childish, but if he does it, not only is it not childish, but it makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Yuan Zanying sat by the bed, but did not lift the curtain, but talked to him through the curtain according to the meaning of Yuan Zan's pen. "Why face me faceless?"

Why face it shamelessly?

He was already in an important position at a young age, won the emperor's trust, made great achievements several times, and now he is very dignified, it is not considered to be an insult to the lintel, and it is not considered to be a disappointment to Yuan Zanying's teachings, why did he have no face to meet?

Yuan Zanbi said with difficulty: "I did something wrong."

He had a headache and it hurt badly.

Because it hurt so much, he didn't even understand what was wrong with Yuan Zanying appearing in front of him.

Yuan Zanying's voice was as soft as a willow branch brushing across the water, "What did Second Master Yuan do wrong?"

Yuan Zanbi murmured: "I have failed my brother's teachings. My brother has always taught me how to be a gentle and modest gentleman. I am ashamed of my virtues. I really can't bear the word "gentleman". If I don’t do it, what I have done is beyond words, but I still pretend to be glorious, and I still want to be with the most unbearable person in my life..." The person who contributed to the death of his elder brother made a false talk with the submissive, "I..." He said every time After saying a word, his face turned paler, and his fingers became colder, "I'm sorry, Master Qiao... I'm sorry, Qiao Yu."

Ningyou ten years, Yuan Zanbi is only a 15-year-old boy.

Qiao's mansion fell into decay within a day, blood was everywhere everywhere, and wailing was heard in ears.

There were long blood trails on the ground. The dead person was dragged outside. It was a young woman with ashes and mud under her fingernails, and more of her own blood.A month ago, she was a beautiful girl, she would smile at everyone, her eyes were especially aura, and when she smiled, her eyes narrowed, sweeter than the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she served.

The leader of the Ningyou party is Yuan Zhanying, and Qiao Yi was invited by Yuan Zhanying to be with him.

It was Yuan Zanying's father and Qiao Yi's teacher who ransacked the house.

Yuan Zanbi knew the news and traveled day and night, but it was a moment late after all.

He always thought, if he had known earlier, if the horse had run faster, if he hadn't felt unwell, if he had worked harder, wouldn't the Qiao family have been in trouble?

Nobody knows the answer.

No one will know how it feels for a 15-year-old boy to witness the destruction of a family, and the person holding the knife is still his father.

He could know the news in advance, but he couldn't save Qiao Yu.

He rescued Qiao Yu, but couldn't protect him, and watched him humiliate himself in order to survive.

Now Qiao Yu didn't need his protection anymore, so in order to achieve his goal, he lied to him time and time again, and used him time and time again.

Qiao Yu often said that he was Yuan Zanbi's wife, and he probably felt that Yuan Zanbi treated him like his own wife.

Would anyone do this to their wife?

Yuan Zanying gently put his hands together between them, said: "It's a lot rougher." He didn't seem to hear Yuan Zanbi's self-blaming words.

Yuan Zanbi lowered his head, as if he wanted to pull out his hand, but he didn't move for some reason, and just said, "I'm sorry, brother."

Yuan Zanying laughed, "Master Yuan Er, why can't I be sorry for this or that."

Yuan Zanbi smiled wryly, "Maybe it's because I have done too many bad things."

Yuan Zanying said seriously, "What's wrong with your heart?"

Yuan Zanbi's answer at this time was a bit vague, and said, "Just like what I did."

People who knew Yuan Zanbi said that he had a cold personality. Before Qiao Yu knew the inside story, he was also surprised that Yuan Zanbi behaved in a high-sounding manner after the incident was revealed.

He's supposed to be a manipulator.

He should not have the slightest hesitation, should not have the slightest regret.

But he did regret it.

It's just such regrets that won't prevent him from doing anything.

Yuan Zanbi may feel that it is too disrespectful to face his elder brother, so even though his headache is about to split, he straightened up and knelt down opposite Yuan Zanying.

If it wasn't for the curtain that separated them, the two of them would look the same as before.

Yuan Zanying is so smart, how could he fail to detect the meaning behind Yuan Zan's words, and said: "Since I feel ashamed, why do I do it?"

Yuan Zanbi opened his mouth to speak, but he was speechless.

Yuan Zanying should know why he did this.

But will Yuan Zanying understand him?

not necessarily.

Yuan Zanying nodded slightly, this action made his already gentle face look more harmless, he seemed to be sighing, and said: "Why is this so?"

Yuan Zanbi has never been able to hide from his elder brother. When he was young, he was powerless, and now he is still in power. All his lies and guilt have nowhere to hide. At this moment, all Yuan Zanbi can feel is tearing Pain like pain, and a guilty conscience even worse than pain.

Yuan Zhanying continued, persuading, "The past can't be persuaded, the coming can still be pursued, why do you still have to be obsessed with it?" His voice was very soft, and his voice was full of concern for Yuan Zhanbi, a rebellious younger brother, "If you Stop it, you can still be a prince, you can choose whether you live in a temple or wander in the forest, hairpin pen, don't make mistakes again and again."

Yuan Zan's hand is getting colder and colder.

There was no blood on his face, it was as pale as the moonlight reflected on the ground.

Young Master Yuan was sitting in front of him, as quiet and upright as he was many years ago, the temperature of his hand holding the Yuanzan pen was no different from the temperature of the hand that hugged him back then.

This is a scene that he has hardly seen in his dreams many times, but now it is clearly in front of him.

Oddly enough, he didn't have much ecstasy.

Yuan Zanying was very clear about what he had done, every word persuaded him to turn back.

Yuan Zanying looked at her younger brother's expression through the thin curtain, and she understood in her heart, "You have always been so stubborn, if today you listened to my advice and gave up, I would be surprised when the second son of Yuan changed his temper. It’s just a hairpin pen, have you ever thought that if things don’t work out, those who seek to do things with you will not end well? Those who are close to them will perish, and those who are far away will be exiled and sold. After that, above history," his tone suddenly became harsh, "can you afford the reputation of stealing the country and seizing power and cholera government!"

"Are you only planning to mess with the government for a while, or to replace it? If it's the former, how will the Yuan clan stand after you die? The new emperor must have hatred for the Yuan clan. Is it because of your temporary selfishness that you want the entire Yuan clan to do it for you?" Can’t be buried? If it’s the latter, the Liu family hasn’t completely lost their hearts, so how can you change your course to convince the world?” He said firmly, “Zanbi, you can’t be a lone husband and a traitor to the people.”

Yuan Zanying hit the nail on the head and showed no taboos.

Yuan Zanbi took a breath, and responded: "After a hundred years, I will only have a handful of ashes in the coffin. How about being a good minister through the ages? How about being a traitor who steals the country? How about being a lone husband and a thief?" There was a dry pain in the middle, and he gasped and coughed twice, and said again: "Since brother asked me, you should know that I have made up my mind, how can I take care of the affairs in front of me, because today I blocked the mouth of Tianxia Youyou, After a hundred years, it will be concluded that the coffin will be finalized, and it will be judged or judged by others!"

He flushed abnormally because of a severe cough, and continued: "Yuan Ya greeted the emperor in the past, bowed his head and proclaimed him a minister, and broke the family's strength. Remove Yuan Ya from the family tree, claiming that he is insane and only a lunatic. But after that, isn’t Yuan Ya and the emperor high-fiving an oath to divide the world together? The century-old prosperity of the family began with Yuan Ya,”

"The aristocratic family prospered in Yuan Ya for a hundred years, and then a hundred years of extravagance and enjoyment, the national treasury has nothing to spend for ten years, but the aristocratic family has riches and honors for many generations. The children of the poor family are not as aggressive as small officials in their lives, and the children of the aristocratic family can be ranked among the three princes if they are only weak crowns. Consciously superior, and the lowest ones are not as good as pigs and dogs, just to survive. In a disaster year, everyone will eat each other. Even when there is nothing to do, the misfortune of corvee officials and even a minor illness are enough to make them Selling their wives and marrying their sons, their families are ruined and their families are destroyed. The aristocratic clans only know about having a family, but they don’t know about having a country; It begins with Yuan Ya, and ends with the descendants of the Yuan family."

That is Yuan Zanying.

In Lantai in the past, it was such a speech that surprised and delighted the emperor.

Yuan Zanbi didn't know that Yuan Zanying had said such a thing, but today he said: "I should be the end of the descendants of the Yuan family."

If Yuan Zanbi knew that his elder brother had said the same thing, he would probably find it very ironic—Yuan Zanying is the world, and Yuan Zanbi is a personal enmity.

When did Yuan Zanbi contradict Yuan Zanying like this?

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yuan Zanbi was stunned for a moment, silent for a long time, and then heard his elder brother say: "Or, do you want to establish a new emperor?"

Yuan Zanbi whispered as if justifying: "I have someone to choose."

"Would he like it?"

Yuan Zan did not speak.

He didn't want to lie in front of Yuan Zanying, but he didn't want to speak out, so he had to keep silent.

Yuan Zanying said: "If he doesn't agree, what will you do?" He opened the curtain with one hand, looked directly into Yuan Zanbi's shocked eyes, "Kill him?"

From the corner of Yuan Zanbi's eyes, he saw that Yuan Zanying's hand holding the curtain had turned white from his own pinching, so he simply lowered his head and said, "Brother, you don't need to worry about it."

Yuan Zanying's voice finally cooled down, "A minister should be loyal to the emperor, thunder, rain and dew are all the favor of the emperor, why not accept it? It has been like this for thousands of years!"

Yuan Zanbi suddenly got up, his face was as dark as ice.

So far, he has nothing to say.

Yuan Zanying got up and got out of bed with Yuan Zan pen, but she didn't stop him.

It's just that when the corner of Yuan Zan's robe brushed against his side, he suddenly said, "Are you doing it for the Ningyou Party members? For me? For Qiao Yu? Or," he paused, "for yourself?"

Yuan Zanbi remained silent.

"Are you injustice because of what happened back then, or because you failed to save the Qiao family, you feel guilty and want to use this method to remedy it?"

Yuan Zanying's voice was very soft and emotionless, but it sounded very vicious to Yuan Zanying.

Ask yourself, it seems that there is a sharp voice shouting in his ear: You have always been high-sounding, you have always said that you are not willing to be wronged by the Ningyou Party, you are not willing to destroy Huang Zhong, abandon the tiles, and thunder, all the people in the court Xie Jujin and other people in power, ask yourself, are you doing this for these reasons, or because you have guilt in your heart, and messing up the situation is just to make yourself feel better.

Yuanzanbi, ask yourself, do you have no intention of taking power at all, do you have no ambition to take power in the world? !

How could you not?

You have, so what is the difference between what you have done and Xie Jujin who forced the palace back then!

The dry, hoarse pain finally pervaded, Yuan Zanbi had a dull pain in his throat, he tilted his head, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He woke up with a start.

He thought it was a long dream, but when he came back to his senses, he was lying on the bedside, and there was a pool of dark red blood under the bed.

There was a rumble in his ears, as if someone said: "Come here!"

He grabbed the man's sleeve and almost begged, "No."

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