Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

In the sixth year of Longkang, winter went and spring came.

Time flies, like ice ridges that have condensed for a long winter, and gradually melted into clear water flowing silently under the corridor, washing away the traces of fire on the four corners of the walls.

Cang Lang stopped in mid-air while writing, his mind distracted for no reason.Suddenly, there was a slight sound from outside the house, like Liangyan floating in water, white paper dyed ink, and the thoughts rippled.

He looked up at the door, Ah Li concentrated on fiddled with the incense burner with a stick, so that the incense would disperse faster.As soon as Chen Li stepped in, he was choked and sneezed.

"Master Tai Tuo's insomnia at night is still not relieved? It smells like the dosage has increased." He rubbed his hands vigorously, breathed white gas out of his mouth, glanced at the incense burner and said.

Cang Lang said: "Too many things happened last year, and the task of compiling history is even heavier than before. It is inevitable that I will be a little restless and irritable. I light the incense to calm my mind. Don't worry, compared with the old days, this is only for calming down. , nothing else."

Chen Li turned his eyes slightly, turned his gaze to the bamboo slips in Cang Lang's hand, and asked, "How much has the Grand Tutor sorted out the affairs of the four years of Longkang?"

Since Hu Jingzhai's untimely death, although the imperial court has not been implicated, the word "Master" is not suitable to be mentioned again.In addition, the sage issued an edict to reinstate Canglang's official position, so Chen Li strictly abided by his rank and always respected him as "Master Tai Tuo".

Cang Lang quickly got used to this title. He twirled his sour wrist lightly, raised his chin slightly and said, "From the surprise change of Fuya Palace to the Hu family's seizure of citizenship, only two out of five."

All kinds of things that happened in the four years of Longkang have left a rich and colorful stroke in the history of Yan.

The first major event was that Yang Dazhi, the commander of Jinyiwei, colluded with the Qiang people in order to plot rebellion. It is recorded in "Yan History" that sometimes there are traitors who deceive the wrong master, take advantage of the holy grace to flatter foreign enemies, and despise the country to vent their personal anger. Their crimes are too heinous to write.Fortunately, Yan Wang took the lead in righteousness, and with all his efforts to eradicate the traitors, Fuya's palace turned the tide and saved the country from the danger of the wall.

The wind blows in a new leaf outside the window, and it falls on the desk in a whirl. Cang Lang looks out following an invisible trajectory, looking straight into the unreachable sky.

A thick cloud fell over the house, like a dark skip, brewing another obscene rain.

The gate of the palace was opened, Feng Lin was wearing armor and a doujin, and the overwhelming aura was so overwhelming that even the leaves could not spin.

Yang Dazhi never imagined in his wildest dreams that the "Stealing the Beam and Changing the Post" he sang with so much effort ended up being disrupted by the invisible "Girl's House".It was even more unexpected to him that this Lan Yue'er was so blessed that she thought of hiding the real Emperor Longkang in the Fuya Palace, which had been abandoned for a long time and no one dared to visit.

There were only two Qiang guards left in the court. Hearing the sound, they threw down the bone dice in their hands and gathered around with their knives in hand.Feng Lin raised his hand as he walked, and when he came to him, the blood glistened.The surviving guard looked at his companion's corpse, and before he could utter a cry of panic, the extremely sharp hundred-foot beacon had pierced his left lung.

"You must die today, but this king can make your death easier." Feng Lin watched coldly, "Speak, where is he?"

After the first emperor ordered the closure of the palace, Fuya Palace became a cage to imprison the woman.The window doors were almost sealed, and the roof tiles and eaves were in disrepair for a long time, and the few rays of sunlight cast by them became the only light in the hall.The screen that used to be used as a partition has been removed long ago, and iron fences as thick as wrists have been erected. Feng Lin's face is hidden behind the railings, and the light and shade change with the movement of steps.

"Brother Huang." He stood still in front of the last beam of light, stepped on it, and lifted it up again.He finally retreated into the shadows and kowtowed to the ray of light, "My brother has seen the emperor."

Emperor Longkang, who was curled up in the middle of the aperture, heard the voice, paused for a moment, and slowly raised his head.

Counting with his fingers, he has been locked in this dark place for several days. The lunatic who rescued him at the beginning seems to have completely forgotten his existence.The Qiang people in charge of the guards didn't know where he was, and treated him like an ordinary prisoner of war, and just picked up some leftovers and threw them in coldly every day.Emperor Longkang was forced to stay with his own excrement, eat rotten offal, and was in a trance in the stinking darkness. He couldn't help but think of the woman who died for him.

"I finally know," Emperor Longkang said without opening his mouth for a long time, his voice a little out of tune, "what kind of life she lived before she died."

This she refers to Concubine Feng Lin, the concubine Xuan who died in the cold palace because of falling out of favor.

Feng Lin didn't answer, Emperor Longkang glanced at him, and said to himself: "Your mother has been growing up pampered, dancing swords is the most vulnerable, but she can't even bear the slightest pain. I never thought that she would kill herself, never, how could she do so in such a painful way to die."

"I love you so much. Brother Huang, what else can't you figure out?" Feng Lin put on a calm expression, and stood up with his robe pulled back.

Emperor Longkang moved his body with difficulty, groped, and crossed his legs against the wall.Rather than relying on a beam of light to support his majesty, what he needs now is a wall to lean on.

He gasped and asked: "How do you know that I'm still alive, and how did you find this place, where is that... lunatic?"

Ruomuji, incarnated as "Lan Yue'er", rescued Emperor Longkang, but he still called her a lunatic.

Feng Lin's eyebrows moved slightly, and he replied: "Chen Li took the jade seal that Lan Yue'er gave him, and escaped from the palace desperately. He and Mr. are half of the same family, and he knew the location of the Qiu family's outer house, so he found me. As for Ruomuji, when he is still Lan Yueer, he will never betray his younger brother."

Emperor Longkang heard the clouds and mountains and mists, but he knew that he was a lunatic, so he didn't care about it anymore, and only sighed: "Long night is on the road, and there will be sparks that will never go out. It's the great Yan's luck."

He lowered his gaze, and shot out a sharp arrowhead in the cloudiness, hitting Feng Lin directly, "Since the jade seal is in your hands, and the yellow robe is just around the corner, if you are smarter, you shouldn't come looking for me."

Feng Lin approached the railing, slipped his thumb through the gap, and finally saw his eyebrows like a knife in the light: "Brother Huang knows, what I want is never the throne."

Loved it, Emperor Longkang couldn't figure out what else, he said: "Qiu Qianqing is still alive, you want to justify his name, don't you?"

Feng Lin responded calmly: "Yes!"

Emperor Longkang was dumb for a moment, and suddenly asked: "If I don't agree, I won't be able to leave Fuya Palace today, yes, or not?"

Feng Lin caressed the lost red agate on his wrist, and nodded lightly in the long silence, "...Yes."

Emperor Longkang looked at the cold iron clothes and was terrified: "How dare you! I have worked hard to pave the way for your future, starting with the ink corruption case in Minzhou. You blasphemed gods and Buddhas in the street, Hu Gao and the two parties took turns to impeach you, and I suppressed you!" Let’s go down. Jiang Ningshang and you had an affair with Minshang, did I have any doubts? I even let those people..."

He paused, as if swallowing something, "You can't treat me like this, Ah Lin, you can't!"

"I can't because I'm King Yan, or because I'm Ah Lin, whom you named yourself."

Emperor Longkang's lips fluttered, and there was a beam of light between them, each of them fell into a shadow of unknown meaning.

"Yin, the color of jade is striking. It just matches your title. When the baby in my womb is born safely, I will ask my father-in-law to give him the name Lin."

"The only thing I did for your mother was to beg the late emperor to reward you with the character Lin for your name when he insisted on expelling you from customs because of "Tiger Nits Chapter." Emperor Longkang recalled painfully, " Back then, I couldn't protect your mother and concubine, and later I just left you behind. I am not qualified to ask you for the reward of just a name. But Ah Lin, I am your biological father. No matter what, you can't bear the burden of patricide. charges."

At this moment, Feng Lin heard the sound of footsteps swarming outside the palace, and the cavalry marched in a row, no one spoke amidst the heavy bumps, and the silence that had been accumulated for many years in the cold palace was crushed to pieces.

"Brother Huang finally admitted that Yang Dazhi instigated troubles, planted blame, and these brothers all knew about it." Feng Lin turned his head to look at the figures on the paper on the window, and said expressionlessly: "Framing Hu Jingzhai for collaborating with the enemy has been done from the beginning. It was the emperor's instruction. Yang Dazhi's hatred was originally just a pawn used by the emperor to restrain the cabinet, but you never thought that this pawn would get out of control. the fangs of the neck."

The hands that were clasped gradually loosened, and the cold light danced between the fingers. Feng Lin stepped across the Yin-Yang line under his feet, and walked towards Emperor Longkang covered in light.

"Brother Huang keeps paving the way for me, but in the end he still treats me like a knife in his palm." Feng Lin presses on step by step, "My relatives are down, and Brother Huang is afraid that Hu Dang's family will dominate, so I act first and tacitly allow Yang Dazhi to use collusion with the enemy." charged against Hu Jingzhai."

The sound of the armor approached, Feng Lin knelt down, rubbed the hundred-foot beacon with his thumb, and rubbed it with a terrifying murderous intent: "The unwarranted injustice will never come true, so you once again let Yang Dazhi go. That falsified draft "Brother Huang already knew, right? You let your younger brother handle the case of collaborating with the enemy because you know that, looking at the current court, I am the most likely person to kill Hu Jingzhai for selfish reasons."

Emperor Longkang stepped back quickly, leaning against the wall, calmed down for a while, and said with his face up: "If there is a generation of virtuous ministers in the court, there is no need for a Mingjun to set it off. It's like the swing in the past. The reason is very simple, only when he is beyond redemption, Hu Jingzhai's name of a virtuous prime minister will be stained forever. When you sit on this dragon chair one day, you will understand how terrible it is to be a master of high merit, and you will also I understand my painstaking efforts today."

The doors and windows were shattered, and a gust of wind blew outside the hall. Several wolves rushed forward, blocking the inside and outside of the cage.

Feng Lin still maintained the posture of confronting Emperor Longkang, and suddenly raised his hand and threw it backwards.His flesh hit the ground one after another, he turned his head and saw Ruomuji in the crowd who was outraged.

"Bold King Yan, you dare to make people pretend to be holy, come on, take it down for me!" Following Yang Dazhi's voice, Jin Yiwei drew his swords in unison.

Feng Lin took a few steps quickly, and the blood spattered where the sword light swept across.Ruo Muji drew his knife and slashed at Feng Lin's face, Feng Lin bowed his head and at the same time Baichifeng spun out, a piercing sound was heard, the edge of the knife was damaged and ruptured, and the huge impact caused the scimitar to fly out of his hand, Ruo Muji Clenched fists with bare hands, slowly closed in the chest.

"Where is Lan Yue'er, what have you done to her?" He yelled furiously from his chest, losing all reason, "You tricked her into meeting me when I was not prepared, what did you say to her, why, I never I can't feel her anymore!"

Feng Lin threw away the sword, crossed his elbow to block Ruomuji's attack, turned his fist into a palm, and hit Ruomuji's ear.Ruo Muji shook his head, he couldn't hear the taste of the heavy impact, and his vision was even blurred for a while, but he turned his head to avoid the oncoming fist wind with his familiarity with Feng Lin's moves, and followed up with a full blown blow.

He dropped the knife, flipped out new thorns between his fingers, and roared indistinctly: "Give her back to me!"

Feng Lin grabbed Ruomuji's forearm, turned his head suddenly to avoid the vital point, and leaned on his left shoulder to take a fatal stab.He didn't back down, but rushed forward again and again against the thorn, slammed Ruomuji against the wall, and then slammed his forehead on the bridge of his injured nose.

This kind of fighting style was the self-defense technique that Ruomuji handed over to him when they were dealing with wild wolves outside the customs. Feng Lin not only learned it, but also used it better than blue.

"I didn't do anything, I just told the truth about what her brother did." Feng Lin said indifferently, his shoulders were wet with blood or sweat, and the thorns that he hadn't pulled out in time rose and fell with his panting, "Sacrificing others is innocent." With her own selfish desires, what is the difference between this and those beasts who forced her to jump off the cliff. She was so disappointed that she killed herself, and I think she would not want to be contaminated with this sinful body again. "

Ruomuji breathed harder, his eyes were red under the restraint, and he roared in a hoarse voice that no one could understand, but he couldn't break free, and his head and neck couldn't shake Feng Lin's palm at all.He tightened his armbands, raised his hand suddenly, and pressed down desperately on the wound on his shoulder.

The suffocating pain came from his shoulder, Feng Lin didn't let go, the last bit of affection was scattered between his fingers with the sticky blood, he clasped the back of Ruomuji's head with his backhand, and retreated suddenly.

"If you are crushed by a wolf during the fight, do as I say, smash its head like this."

Feng Lin stared at him for a moment, and according to what Ruo Muji taught back then, he threw him to the ground with terrifying force.Ruo Muji fell to the ground and twitched a few times before passing out, Feng Lin didn't do anything more, when he woke up and found himself alone, it would be more uncomfortable than death.

The encirclement suddenly tightened, Feng Lin pulled out the thorn and swept across, cutting a circle of flesh, the moment he turned around was slowed down for a moment due to exhaustion, and a bright embroidered spring knife was pressed against his neck.