America's strong and miserable desire to destroy the world

On a snowy winter day, Wen Qiusheng walked in the plum garden, crystal clear snowflakes fell with the wind, and occasionally a few flakes flew on his eyebrows.

He turned his head as if aware of it, his indifferent brows and eyes suddenly softened when he saw the person coming, revealing a slight smile.

This scene fell in Guo Ziye's eyes, making him in a trance.

Under the shade of red plums is a picturesque beauty, just like the innocent young man back then, ignorant of the troubles of the world, walking towards him step by step.

His heart suddenly ached, and he unconsciously clenched his palms tightly. The unhealed wound in his palm reminded him all the time: those were all memories, the past that he couldn't get back.

"Zi Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?" Wen Qiusheng asked him warmly.

"Empress Lao is concerned, the minister's injury has healed completely, the medical doctor Wei is superb, and the minister is able to speak within a few days after taking the medicine."

Guo Ziye bowed his head respectfully, he was as gentle and calm as ever, and he didn't seem to be different.But Wen Qiusheng caught a glimpse of the melancholy and gloominess between his brows and eyes. He had recovered from his illness, but his face was paler than before.

He is not very old, but the twists and turns he encountered during this period made him seem to have spanned several ages in an instant, and completely lost the unique vigor of young people.

Wen Qiusheng sighed, and suddenly held Guo Ziye's hand, "Ziye, do you hate me?"

Warm fingers slid across the wound on the palm, causing a tingling pain.This wound was cut by a knife blade in prison that day. The dagger Wen Qiusheng personally gave him, gently put it into his palm, coaxing him to point it at his teacher.

All kinds of pain and entanglement, finally...

Guo Ziye lowered his eyes, the shadows in his eyes gradually pressed into the depths, he closed his eyes, his tone was still gentle, "This is my choice, all consequences should be borne by me, and have nothing to do with you."

Even if he will go to hell after death, he also hopes that he will be the only one to suffer the torment of karma.

Wen Qiusheng's eyes were complicated, he looked away for a while, and looked silently at the palace gate in the distance, where was the army led by Yan Jingyuan who was about to go to the northern border to fight against the Uighurs.As the people around him left one by one, the winter became colder and colder.

"If Ziye is depressed, it would be a good idea to go to Lingjing Temple to ask the abbot to save his teacher." Wen Qiusheng handed him the sachet in his sleeve, "I got this sleeping incense from the doctor in the temple, Ziye Maybe you can give it a try and hand it over to the doctor in Lingjing Temple, and he will know right away that it happens to be a copy for you."

Guo Ziye agreed.

Before leaving, Wen Qiusheng told him in a gentle voice, "Don't untie the sachet, otherwise you won't be able to sleep peacefully, and you will be more troubled."

After saying that, Wen Qiusheng left.Guo Ziye is a smart person, he knows what to do, since Wen Qiusheng said not to let him open the sachet, he must not.

It's better if you don't look at it, if you look at the cruel scheme in the sachet, he will only be stained blacker and blacker, and fall into the swamp completely.

Wen Qiusheng broke off a plum blossom, smelled the fragrance, and bent his lips happily.

He still remembered the disbelief in Meng Taifu's eyes before he died, as if he was asking him, why didn't he ask him to complete the incomplete list, why did he push him to die so early?

why?Because there is no need.

Of course he knew that the list given to him by Taifu Meng was incomplete, but it didn't really matter, he had a better way to gather those people together, catch them all and kill them all.

This birthday feast was the last feast he gave them on the road, and none of them could escape.

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Wei Xun had just discussed with Nian Suisheng, Wen Shan and his party about the siege of the city, when he turned around and returned to the army tent, he saw the owner of the Qianqiu Pavilion waiting for him.

"What happened in the capital?" Wei Xun frowned.

It is definitely not a trivial matter for the pavilion master to come to him in person.

"No, no," the pavilion master waved his hand, with a tangled expression, "it's just...do you remember the spy I planted in Lingjing Temple? That doctor, Guo Yushi came to him yesterday, and gave him You can see for yourself."

The pavilion master took out a sachet and gave it to Wei Xun.

The fabric of the sachet is rough, but it also perfectly conceals the items hidden inside. You can only feel it when you pinch it carefully... Wei Xun opened the sachet and took out the note, which was densely written on it.

"This news is for the crown prince." After reading the plan on the note, Wei Xun's expression became darker.

Wen Qiusheng knew that there was Qianqiu Pavilion's eyeliner in Lingjing Temple, but he didn't know the relationship between Qianqiu Pavilion and Wei Xun. The sachet was originally given to Nian Suisheng by the owner of the pavilion.

The vicious scheme written above is shocking, no wonder the pavilion master dared not hand it over to the prince directly, but gave it to him first.

Regarding this grand birthday banquet, the prefects from all over the country racked their brains to please the queen.Wen Qiusheng wanted to use this opportunity to find out who was related to the portrait back then. He had already released the news: there was another twin picture in the "Beauty Picture" back then, but it was missing. The queen searched hard for many days to no avail.

As long as this portrait is presented, prosperity and wealth are at your fingertips.After hearing this news, those related people who have seen the portrait will definitely not be able to sit still, and when the time comes to gather in the capital, they will be right under Wen Qiusheng's nose.

And Wen Qiusheng's request to Nian Suisheng is - to kill everyone present!

Wei Xun's eyes were heavy, and he said in a low voice: "The crown prince must not be allowed to know about this, and everything will remain as usual."

Ascending to the throne in the name of an evil monk is not justified. If he really complied with Wen Qiusheng's request and turned the capital into a sea of ​​blood, wouldn't he become a tyrant before he ascended the throne?

Wen Qiusheng was obviously on the verge of madness. He didn't care whether those people who gathered in the capital were innocent or not, as long as they had any contact, they would all die.

But this infamy, Wei Xun can't let the prince who is about to ascend the throne bear it.

He waved his hand to let the pavilion master leave, and put the note in his hand on the candle, and the flame quickly turned it into ashes.

The birthday banquet was approaching, and the gates of the capital city were very lively. Prefects from all over the country entered the capital, and countless convoys entered the long street, loaded with countless rare treasures and splendid silks and satins.Regardless of the different thoughts among the prefects, they all had false smiles on their faces, exchanged a few words of greeting with each other, their eyes fell on the congratulatory gifts brought by others, and they quickly thought whether they were better than their own.

Among them, many rich businessmen came to join in the fun, hoping to take the opportunity to win officials.Officials from all over the country don't care much about these people. After all, no matter how many treasures merchants have, they have to give them to the prefect on weekdays, which is not a rare thing.

But when they saw someone coming to the capital in a light car, their hearts sank, and they became even more suspicious when they saw that the other party was in high spirits and confident.Could it be that someone actually found the painting?

The news that there are two pictures of "Picture of Beauty" has already been spread, but most people have not found it, and began to doubt the authenticity of the news.

However, the closer we get to the banquet, the more people have such confidence, and finally some people regret it, and if they knew it, they would find a way to find it!The great opportunity to become an official and enter the ranks is in front of you, and it has been wasted!well!

But so many people have found the portrait, and they don't know whose is the real one, so it depends on the queen to identify it.

On the day of the birthday party.

Wen Qiusheng and Xue Yan sat at the top, and below them were the officials of the court and the prefects and rich merchants from all over the place.Being able to enter the imperial city shows that the congratulatory gifts they offered were not ordinary things.

Hearing that many people found another "Picture of Beauty", Wen Qiusheng was very happy and let everyone enter the palace to offer the painting.

It's just that one painting after another was unfolded and closed, but the queen never showed a smile, which made everyone panic and uneasy.Xue Yan squinted his eyes, and whispered in Wen Qiusheng's ear, "If you want to use this method to delay time, don't even think about it."

What time delay?Do you want to buy more time for Nian Suisheng to attack the city?

Wen Qiusheng glanced lightly at Xue Yan. If Xue Yan hadn't said it, he wouldn't have thought of it. He just wanted to see these people for the last time. After all, they would all go to hell after today.

He glanced at all the officials present, and lingered for a few moments on some familiar faces.

Look at these people, treat him as a pawn, and think that you are watching his play.In fact, they have already become characters in the play, completely unaware that today is the day of death.

The last painting is finally presented.

The wealthy businessman knelt on the ground tremblingly. He hadn't even uttered the flattery of the emperor when he heard a loud explosion from outside the city!

The sudden loud sound startled all the officials, and they all looked outside the imperial city, only to see thick black smoke suddenly rising in the direction like the entrance of the capital, and the sound of knives and swords was indistinct. into the human ear.

In this period, anyone who doesn't understand what this means is really an idiot!

The faces of the people under the emperor's seat were different, some were deep or panicked, but when they looked up, they found that the tyrant seemed to be unable to hear the noise outside, and even frowned in dissatisfaction, as if he didn't understand why everyone suddenly stopped moving.

Xue Yan waved his hands to let the music continue playing, with a smile on his face, "The feast is here, everyone must enjoy it!"

Only Wen Qiusheng noticed a trace of anxiety in his heart, because Xue Yan's hand was always on his waist tightly, as if he was imprisoned, not allowing him to leave.

"Is Your Majesty afraid?"

"I have never been afraid in my whole life." Xue Yan said in a deep voice, his eyes were full of gloom.

Wen Qiusheng smiled and said nothing.

Xue Yan was really a lunatic like him.Xue Yan must be very clear about the purpose of the Uighur's attack on the northern border, but he still sent Yan Jingyuan out.He deliberately wanted to fight Nian Suisheng, he didn't even want to think about his chances of winning, he wanted to prove to his rival like crazy that only he had the ability to own Wen Qiusheng.

He will do whatever it takes to bet on a win or lose.

If he wins, he will be able to cut off the head of his love rival, completely lock Wen Qiusheng by his side, and guard his prey day and night from then on.

But if you lose...

Wen Qiusheng smiled and raised his glass to the tyrant, "Your Majesty, are you ready to be the king of subjugation?"

Xue Yan's gaze darkened instantly, and he couldn't help feeling angry, "I'm not dead yet, so you believe that the evil monk will win?"

Wen Qiusheng was noncommittal.

However, the wine he toasted did not reach Xue Yan's hands, but landed suddenly.The gloomy tyrant hugged him by the waist, and left the banquet when all the officials were stunned, leaving only the smell of wine all over the floor.

Some courtiers wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but they heard that the tyrant left a sentence when he left.

"Before the feast is over, if anyone dares to leave without permission, they will be killed without mercy!"

Wen Qiusheng looked at the ashen faces of those courtiers from afar, and couldn't help laughing out loud. He didn't mind Xue Yan's cold face at all, and leaned into the tyrant's ear with a smile and praised him, "Your Majesty really wants to go with me!" I don’t want those people to escape either.”

Although Wen Qiusheng knew that Xue Yan's thoughts were fundamentally different from his own, the royal family believed in one emperor and one courtier, but he simply wanted those people to die.

But the result was the same anyway, Wen Qiusheng didn't care what happened, he just felt very happy.

Xue Yan carried Wen Qiusheng all the way to Tai Chi Hall, saw two glasses of wine placed on the low table in the hall, narrowed his eyes slightly, and unconsciously exerted force with his hands, causing the person in his arms to complain.

"This wine, did you prepare it long ago?"

Wen Qiusheng glanced lazily, jumped down from Xue Yan's arms, and stepped on the soft carpet in the hall with his bare feet. He didn't turn his head until he got to the side of the low table and smiled.

"Yes, I ordered people to prepare it long before the banquet. Your Majesty must guess, what are these two glasses of wine used for?"

Wen Qiusheng was originally extremely beautiful. After drinking a few glasses of wine at the banquet, his cheeks were stained red, and his eyes that looked at Xue Yan were as bright as lake water, making people unable to help but be intoxicated by it .

Xue Yan opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was already hoarse, "What is it used for?"

"Guess your majesty, it would be no fun if I said it directly," Wen Qiusheng said with a smile, "but I can remind your majesty that these are two glasses of poisoned wine."