Emperor Que Shaohua

Just as Luo Pingyuan thought, King Jing did already know about his illness, as well as the incidents that happened in Luocheng.

Everyone was careful to hide it from him, but how could everyone's demeanor and eyes not show any trace?I don't feel nothing about my physical condition.

He asked Qin Su, and A Su responded with the simplest "nothing" and "I don't know", but his voice was a little hoarse, and he hid on the roof beam and refused to come down; Luo Yanhua asked Mu Shaoqing, Rong Feisheng, Cousin Jiang Wanli, although everyone was vague and tried to cover up, after he confirmed each other, he gradually understood in his heart.He finally called Zhu Jin to ask, Zhu Zhu saw that there was no way to hide it, so he could only tell the news about the fire in the palace city. Although he never mentioned the antidote, what else did Luo Yanhua not understand?

"Ah Jin, relax a little bit," he looked at Zhu Jin's wet eye sockets, and after a moment of silence, he said quietly, "For us, this may not be a bad thing."

"My lord..." Zhu Jin took a while to understand what he meant, his voice trembled uncontrollably, but he couldn't continue a word.

"Commander Li has done his best. It's going to rain, and Concubine Han Guifei has paid everything she can, and she has to ask for some price." Luo Yanhua lightly shook his hand, "So, let's do it, everyone don't Come to think of it, we still have work to do."

"His Highness Fifth is very worried," Zhu Jin said in a low voice. "Recently he refuses to take a break. This subordinate feels that his condition is not very good."

He shouldn't have brought up Luo Pingyuan, and he should try to avoid any topics that might cause the suzerain to worry or have emotional ups and downs, but for some reason, he still brought it up.Luo Yanhua's reaction was too calm, as if he had already looked down on life and death, except for the last major event that had not been completed, he no longer cared about the world and had no nostalgia for it.He couldn't help but want to break the calm and create some concerns, after all, not only Langhuan, but also the Fifth Highness Luo Pingyuan could not be let go by the Lord.

Luo Yanhua's face was still pale, and he moved his eyes out of the window, as if he didn't hear Zhu Jin's words, he said leisurely: "In a few days, if Master Xi Gu doesn't object, we can set off to return to Beijing. Just look It looks like the Mid-Autumn Festival will probably be delayed on the road."

Seeing that he was a little tired, Zhu Jin obviously didn't want to talk more, but also thought that going here might be the eternal farewell, his heart ached, and he couldn't speak anymore.He could only stand up and salute, and exit the bedroom.

Luo Yanhua leaned on the bed alone, he saw the sorrow of his relatives, friends, and subordinates, but he couldn't tell them how he felt when he learned that the antidote was destroyed.

Maybe others will not believe it, but he is indeed very calm, and even thinks that this is very good.Did Qingluan have similar feelings when she chose to die with Wei Wuze?

Without an antidote, it meant that he was numbered and would no longer pose a threat to the throne.With Emperor Tianyi's character, except for one worry, he must have less suspicion and more worry about Langhuan's ensuing revenge.In this way, the most favorable time to redress the grievance has arrived, no matter how reluctant the emperor is, he may have to consider giving in, appeasing, and resolving the enmity with Lang Huan.

In the early summer of last year, when he walked into the imperial study at the end of the birthday banquet and chose to have a glass of wine to make a contract, he already thought that if Emperor Tianyi offered such a harsh condition of drinking poisonous wine, it meant that he would never agree to give the antidote. .The current situation, although I don't know how unintentional or intentional the father is, it is in line with his original layout concept.Wronged and exonerated, the truth of ten years ago is revealed to the world, and with the passing of himself as the suzerain, Langhuan will break away from the last connection with the clan, return to the rivers and lakes completely, and form a new balance with the court.

Now, there is only one step away from the end, and the time left for him is still enough.

He is not a saint, and he hesitated when he was in the middle game, because a person is going to the end, feeling the passing of life, so lonely.I also thought at a loss, why can't I be more selfish, try to force, and let myself live together?

But that was before he came to Jiangnan and a series of incidents happened. Now, he is a little tired.God chooses to cut off the way of life at this time, as if saying in the dark: give up the hope that should not exist, and you will return to your original destiny after all.

Luo Yanhua slowly lay back on the pillow. After half a month of recuperation, his body was still empty and weak, and Wei Wuze's unscrupulous mockery seemed to come to his ears: "I said a long time ago, First Prince, God will not bless you, the more you struggle, the shorter your life will be." , let me see how long you can last!"

He closed his eyes, and it ended like this, it was all over, and there was nothing wrong with it.People around me may be sad, but as time goes by, the pain will always fade away, just like I have not set foot on the land of Jiangnan for many years, Langhuan can still recuperate and recover in an orderly manner, and replace it with other capable people. People, maybe even more qualified to be the suzerain.

Without herself, Wanli is accompanied by Mu Shaoqing; Yingchuan may be able to let go of her knots, and Ruohan doesn't have to wait day after day in her youth, they are all smart and beautiful girls, and their lives will be better than now A lot of happiness; and Ah Su, finally able to let go of his responsibilities with peace of mind, he does not have to be a secret guard all the time, but has his own life.

He finally thought of Ping Yuan, and there was a subtle but clear pain in his heart.Although no one mentioned it, he knew that the emperor's younger brother would come to the bedroom every day, and while he was asleep, he would sit on the side of the bed for a while, and then leave silently.A few times, he felt Luo Pingyuan holding his hand in a haze, just like that cute doll followed behind him many years ago, holding the hem of his clothes with nostalgia and trust.

Of course Ping Yuan will live well, and he should still have time to make some arrangements for him, Lin Pian, and Lang Huan.Presumably, one day, King Ning will ascend to the unique and supreme position in the world, expressing his life's aspirations, Yu Zhou's golden mountains and rivers spread before his eyes, and today's various things will disappear without a trace, and all will be exhausted.

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His thoughts gradually drifted away, and at the moment when he fell asleep peacefully, Luo Yanhua felt relieved from being over-tired.The chess game has been decided, and the end game is not far away. As for other things that will disappear with his life, he can only let go of them, as if they are not so important.

Jing Wang also heard some news about his subordinates and King Ning searching for medicinal materials all over the world. Obviously, unless a miracle happened, Xueman Qingguo would not be found, but he didn't bother.Work hard, even if it is futile in the end, everyone can at least face the result calmly. If you don't even try hard, you will be too ruthless.

He sometimes thought that he needed to talk to Ping Yuan, especially after he learned that King Ning had issued a new reward through Jing Yuwei.However, the past, various misunderstandings, and the current situation of bleak life are mixed together, making him feel powerless every time he thinks about it.He couldn't comfort his younger brother, and he might lose his peace instead.With the arrival of July [-]th, the fever continued for several days, so I had to put this matter aside for the time being.

He wanted to wait a little longer, to sort out his emotions, and to wait for the emperor to calm down.In fact, I just want to tell Ping Yuan that I don't blame him, and everything that happened is not his fault, so don't be so sad and blame yourself.

Luo Yanhua hoped to return to Beijing as soon as possible, but Xi Minghua frowned upon hearing this.

"No!" He said decisively, "It's too hasty, if you still want to return safely, you can't spend the Mid-Autumn Festival on the boat!"

The night of August [-]th is the time when the cold poison is at its peak in a year. The water is very humid, and the journey is exhausting. With Luo Yanhua's physical condition, he can't stand it at all. It's like going to hell again.

The subordinates immediately dissuaded him, but Jing Wang had no choice but to set the itinerary after the Mid-Autumn Festival.In this way, although there are still some days, preparations for various trips and matters after returning to Beijing also need to be started.

Luo Pingyuan felt that he was going crazy.Time passed like running water. He buried his head in the vast books and classics, searching for all the ways he could think of, but the method of dissolving the cold poison was still nowhere to be found. The legendary elixir seemed to exist far away in the sky. But it's hard to reach anyway.The more he did, the more despair he felt.

The two rewards offered by Langhuan and the Fifth Prince also saw no progress.The effect is not without it. In the Jianghu market, all forces are moving after hearing the news, searching and inquiring everywhere, and there are many people who go to the deep mountains and old forests.However, day after day goes by, and if you can't find it, you still can't find it. No one can create something out of nothing.

Huaibi Village has received many precious medicinal materials in a short period of time, such as Poria cocos, old ginseng as thick as a child's arm, snow lotus from Tianshan Mountains, and even jade toad, snow ginseng and other rare medicines for curing poisons. Langhuan was friendly or had a long-term relationship with the sect and aristocratic families who heard the news and gave gifts, and some came from wealthy merchants in the south of the Yangtze River who intended to make friends with King Ning.However, when a rare medicinal material was sent to Xi Ming's screen, the owner of Mengxian Valley just shook his head: "The medicine is not suitable for the disease, no matter how precious it is, it is not suitable for use."

Luo Yanhua's vitality has been greatly weakened, so he can only warm up slowly, if he supplements rashly, it will not cure the disease but urge his life.However, jade toad and snow ginseng can detoxify, but they can't dispel the cold air in the body. So only snow lotus has mild medicinal properties, which can be used as medicine for conditioning.

Luo Pingyuan was at a loss what to do, watching his brother suffering from illness, he wished he could become a snow vine.

He knew that with the erosion of the cold poison, the attacks in the middle of the month would become more dangerous every time, and the time left for him to find the antidote was running out.Every time we met, Luo Yanhua was as calm as before, as if nothing had happened, and the shadow of death was not shrouded in his head, but Luo Pingyuan had a feeling, as if he didn't know how to face the emperor, King Jing looked at There was still sadness and tiredness in his eyes, as if he was faintly refusing.Brother Huang, you must be heartbroken, too disappointed in yourself, you don't even want to see him.Compared with being hated, he is more afraid of the sense of distance that is so close to the sky. Luo Yanhua seems to be going away, going to an unreachable place, no matter how much he stretches out his hand, he can't keep it.

Luo Pingyuan was suffering day after day in fear, he always tried his best to visit King Jing after he fell asleep, slipped into the room like a timid shadow, and sat on the side of the bed for a while, not daring to delay.But if he didn't, he thought he might be crazy.

Everyone in Langhuan held grievances against Luo Pingyuan. Even though his remorse and hard work were obvious to all, the damage he caused was irreversible after all.King Jing originally had at least one or two years to find a way to detoxify, but now there are only dozens of days left.

Another person who is not welcome to see is Mu Shaoqing.Everyone knew in their hearts, if it wasn't for the sound of the sword that made the master lose his mind and stir up the situation, causing the master to be troubled and exhausted again and again, how could his condition be so critical?After all, the previous disciplinary committee was not enough to quell the anger, so in the Bai family courtyard, because Luo Pingyuan was the Fifth Highness, everyone still maintained a bit of politeness, while the treatment of Master Mu Shaozhuang was much worse. People dislike the taste of dogs.

I don't remember which day in the middle of the night, Luo Pingyuan rubbed his sleepy eyes under the lamp, felt his temples swell, and the writing on the page seemed to be beating.He put down the volume, walked out of the study with heavy steps, and instinctively walked towards the inner courtyard.

The atrium was quiet, only the chirping of insects could be heard in the grass, the lamps and candles in Luo Yanhua's bedroom were dim, only a little light reflected on the window paper.

It was too late, he hesitated for a moment, and instead of going indoors, he turned around and walked to a plane tree, sat down by the stone table, and his mind was spinning in those chapters.

After an unknown amount of time, light footsteps from far to near interrupted his thinking, Luo Pingyuan turned his head, and was surprised to see that the person coming under the tree was Master Mu Shaozhuang.

The two looked at each other, and each had three disagreements, but they both hid it well.

"It's so late, Mr. Lu hasn't slept yet?" Mu Shaoqing broke the silence first, and asked politely.

"Come out to get some air, isn't Master Mu the same?" Luo Pingyuan replied.

There was another awkward silence, but Mu Shaoqing didn't leave, sat down on another stone pier, and said calmly after a long while: "I also came out to breathe, I can't sleep anyway, just walk around."

Luo Pingyuan never thought that there would be a time when he and Mu Shaoqing would feel pity for each other.The two of them had already regarded each other as rivals before meeting each other. From the first time they met, they disliked each other, and then they fought fiercely in front of Tianxia Jianmen. Although Master Mu lost, it was obvious that he was convinced by Brother Huang rather than myself.Even if they turn hostility into friendship, when they get along occasionally, their attitudes towards each other will inevitably be a little stiff.But now, when two regretful and depressed people sit together, there is an atmosphere of silence and sympathy for each other.

After sitting silently for a long while, Mu Shaoqing said: "Although I am arrogant and conceited, I have also acquired the Sanskrit sound technique. Mr. Lu, you are a sensible person, why did you suddenly become confused?"

"I think... it's a ghost's obsession." Luo Pingyuan said dumbly.

These days, as long as he has a little spare time, he can't help but recall the tea shed by the Beifeng Mountain, Tianyuan, Qingluan, Wei Wuze, and the bloodless face of the emperor brother, as if he was choked by regret, so uncomfortable can not breath.

Mu Shaoqing looked at him, seemed to want to say something, but held back, and asked instead: "I heard that the emperor ordered you to return to Beijing to attend the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet?"

Luo Pingyuan nodded, then shook his head again: "I've turned down the offer, and I can't go back yet." Emperor Tianyi didn't know whether he heard some rumors, or simply didn't want the Mid-Autumn Festival to be too deserted, so he suddenly issued an order a few days ago , but it was impossible for him to let go of the emperor and rush back alone, so he reasoned that he had a cold and needed to be recuperated for a few days before he could leave, and he dared not bring his illness into the palace.Probably he did look like he was sick, and the messenger who delivered the decree did not suspect him, and said many good words of comfort.

"Your Highness Fifth, I sometimes feel that I wish I could just hit my head to death." The two continued to sit at each other in disbelief, speechless until Mu Shaoqing broke the silence again, "But Mu's life is still useful, if In case of Shenhua, I swear that I will kill the dog prince, and I hope you will not stop me when the time comes."

Luo Pingyuan glanced at him, unexpectedly, the other party was like-minded, and wondered if there was a phrase "dog emperor" hidden behind "dog prince", but it was inconvenient to say it because of his identity.

"If you kill with one sword, you will become a traitor and an assassin. Wanjian Villa will also have to be uprooted, and Luo Wenxiao will become an innocent victim instead." He sighed, "Brother Huang has been blocking you all this time, maybe because you don't It's worth it, and it's too cheap for them!"

"Then Shenhua is worth it?" Mu Shaoqing gritted her teeth, anger flashed in her eyes, "I went there because I really didn't know that the emperor had poisoned him. If Shenhua is to avenge his grievances, Shenhua needs to use his life to pay for it." What's the point of everything?"

"What I mean is, Brother Huang won't want Langhuan to be stigmatized again. It's more suitable for me to do this." Luo Pingyuan said lightly, "I'm not as kind-hearted and principled as Brother Huang. Those who persecute him, as long as they are still alive, I will make each of them pay the price, and death is extremely worthwhile."

The night breeze was blowing, and Master Mu Shaozhuang, who was seriously considering the five steps of blood spattering, shivered unknowingly, and his heart felt chilly.

"The lord will not want you to become unscrupulous in order to avenge him." He couldn't help but said, "Even I can see that he not only protects your precious brother, but also has high hopes for you. Yu Zhou The family and the country want to trust you..."

"Brother Huang expects me to cultivate civil and martial arts, and to be outstanding in the world. Master's teachings are also to cherish the world and be glorious, but I may disappoint them." Luo Pingyuan paused, and said softly, "A person who is full of hatred How can a man be so magnanimous and open-minded, with the world in his heart? If the emperor is killed by a traitor, I am afraid that he will never be a qualified prince again, and he will not be able to devote his energy to realizing his ambitions and helping the world and saving the people. If one day , the great power really falls on me, I presumably will not be able to take on the heavy responsibility, I will only become a tyrant."

This is the voice that has been lingering in his heart for a long time.Without Luo Yanhua, he was not sure that he could control himself.Not only hating the prince and the emperor, but maybe everything in the world, even heaven.Why is it that countless treacherous and mediocre people are still alive and well, but the emperor's brother will be mistreated for no reason, must be tortured, and die sadly?If the way of heaven is really unfair, he will eventually be unable to restrain himself and point his sword at the sky.

He withdrew his thoughts, faced the stunned Master Mu, and forced a smile: "Of course, I don't want to become a radical person, nor do I want to be forced to that point, so I have been desperately looking for a way, as long as the world There is also a way of life belonging to the emperor, so we must find it out, I believe the young master also thinks the same way?"

Many years later, the owner of Wanjian Villa, Mu Zhuang, still remembers the midnight conversation with Luo Pingyuan, who was still King Ning.Even though others expressed disbelief and thought it was just a moment of anger, he was the only one who had no doubt that Yu Zhou's family, country, and world were really in an extremely dangerous situation, threatened by the shadow of bloody killing.Because the Fifth Prince, who was only 20 years old at the time, spoke in a calm and firm tone when he uttered those words that were shocking to the world and an enemy of God, as if the situation should be like this, just like the stars change and the river flows into the sea.

Naturally, this is a feeling after a long time, and it is only a feeling.The only impact of this incident at the time was that Luo Pingyuan was quite fond of the stone pier in the atrium afterwards, and he could see the window lattice of King Jing's bedroom, which was suitable for sitting quietly for a while in the middle of the night, breathing fresh and cool air, and calming his swollen mind. After a little cooling, the heart that was bitten by pain calmed down a little.He is still flipping through and thinking about it.Perhaps a certain paragraph of text on the scroll has revealed clues, but I didn't pay enough attention or thought of it.

No one thought that the efforts of His Highness the Fifth Highness would be effective. Rather than trying to solve the predicament, it was more like a desperate struggle with nowhere to go.No matter how hard you try, the target itself is too vague and uncertain, like punching the air with your fist, not only is the effort useless, but also it is easy to hurt yourself.But when the people around couldn't see it and persuaded him to go to rest, all they got was Luo Pingyuan's rejection: "I think about it again, there must be a chance."

Until one night, when he fell asleep on the stone table, Luo Yanhua noticed the scene in the courtyard by the window, put on his coat and came out in person, King Ning was awakened by the emperor, and then obediently returned to the wing room, went to bed and rested for a while. full sleep.

Later, the people in Langhuan, who once lived in the Bai Family Courtyard with the suzerain, clearly remembered that in the late summer and early autumn of the 22nd year of Tianyi, Luo Yanhua, who was ill, still summoned his subordinates from time to time, and sometimes even got up to write letters and read them regardless of dissuasion. As for the document, everyone knew in their hearts that the Lord was planning for Langhuan's future by arranging his death in advance when he was about to leave Jiangnan.It was also during that time when the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Xi Minghua had a lock of gray hair on his sideburns, and the lights in the study in the outer courtyard were kept on all night, and if you walked through the inner courtyard at night, you would sometimes see King Ning sitting under a tree On the stone pier, I was thinking hard in a daze.