Emperor Que Shaohua

Luo Pingyuan was in a hurry to go back, he felt very impatient when he saw this, but he couldn't put his face down and chase away the guests directly, so he made a gesture to signal that he had something to say quickly.

"Your Highness is a person who values ​​affection. It is true that you are worried about finding medicine for your elder brother." Zhuang Shijing bowed slightly, his courage was much stronger than when he first came in, and he said slowly, "However, destiny is determined by God. It can be cured by manpower. Has Your Highness ever thought that King Jing's illness is so serious that the heavens are jealous of the talents, so why is it not God's fulfillment for you?"

Luo Pingyuan thought about it day and night, all he thought about was how to keep the emperor's brother, he would be upset when he heard the words, he frowned and said, "What did you say?"

"His Royal Highness Prince Jing is a descendant of the Central Palace. He is talented. He has been planning to bring up the old case of Langhuan for many years." Zhuang Shijing said in a deep voice, "If it weren't for the days and the holidays, once Langhuan reversed the case and cleared up the previous suspicions, How can the other princes have a chance to aspire to the great position? I am afraid that even His Majesty has no reason to object, where will His Highness be then?"

Words are more than arrogance, Luo Pingyuan was stunned, and immediately furious: "Presumptuous! What kind of place do you take this place, and who do you think I am, Luo Pingyuan! Just based on those words just now, I killed you with a sword!" You can't do too much!"

"Zhuang is willing to do as he pleases, but please allow me to finish my speech, Your Highness." Zhuang Shijing faced the angry Fifth Prince with ease and fearlessness, "What I think and do may not be upright, but I think of His Highness wholeheartedly. For Yu Zhou's century-old plan! Emperor's career is a ruthless way, everything has yang, there must be yin, and you can only get it if you give up. If the five princes want to realize their ambitions and imperial ambitions, they need to make decisions from time to time, and they must not be delayed Temporary love, missed a good opportunity sent by heaven!"

"What do you mean, advise me not to continue searching for medicinal materials, and even if I find them, don't use them to save the emperor's brother, do you?" Luo Pingyuan's hand unconsciously touched the hilt of the sword, and slowly rubbed it, "This is the medicine assigned by the prince. of?"

"The crown prince has been under house arrest for half a year, and I have even cut him off from the East Palace. If there is even the slightest trace of disconnection, even if His Highness doesn't notice it for a while, how can he hide it from Langhuan?" Zhuang Shijing felt a murderous intent, and his back suddenly He broke out in cold sweat and drenched his clothes, but his face still had a solemn expression, "With the current position of His Highness Fifth, with countless open and dark arrows around him, the opportunity is fleeting. How many people are like Zhuang Mou even though his subordinates are like a cloud?" He is about to retire, can he risk his life to speak out the pros and cons for His Highness regardless of gains and losses? His Highness and his elder brother have a deep brotherhood, how could Zhuang Mou be able to be swayed by his three-inch tongue? I am grateful to His Highness for his benevolence, but it is At the time of parting, I just fulfilled my responsibilities as a subject."

He breathed a sigh of relief, then slowed down his speech and continued: "In the past, when he was a staff member of the Eastern Palace, the prince once said to Zhuang when he was drunk. I care about it. The two are both princes with similar ages, but the degree of attention they receive is worlds apart. The officials in the court also recognized early on that no matter whether they are established as a heir, a leader or a virtuous person, the reserve position will never be left behind. His Highness has already Occupying all the glory, but still has Lang Huan's allegiance, he, the second prince, lives in a spacious palace, but he often feels that he has nowhere to stand, and it was not until His Highness imprisoned in Changning Palace that he tasted what it means to be proud, what it means to be under one person!"

He looked at Luo Pingyuan with a cold expression, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes: "The Fifth Highness was still young at that time, and he was cared by his elder brother. I think he had never experienced the feeling of the second prince, but he returned to Luo after eight years of apprenticeship. The city is even smoother and more expected. His Highness is worried about his brother at the moment, but if King Jing really recovers from his illness and Lang Huan is rehabilitated, how much space will be left for His Highness to gallop around in the court hall and in the martial arts forest? Realize the ambition in your chest? Even today, wherever King Jing goes, everyone either loves and admires him or hates him, and the attention he receives is still unique. The next hero of the Fifth Highness is really unmoved by this, and he is willing to submit to the banner. The second prince usually lived in the shadows in the past, to be an Anle prince or a prince?"

Luo Pingyuan felt a surge of blood rushing upwards, but at the same time, a bone-chilling chill appeared in his heart, which prevented him from pouring out his anger.He knew better than anyone else that at least half of the remarkable achievements he had achieved after entering the court were due to the painstaking teaching of the emperor's brother and the full cooperation of Lang Huan.

And what is the difference between the way Zhuang Shijing pointed out to himself and what Emperor Tianyi did?Use it but be afraid of it, and cherish it as a crime, so it must not be tolerated.He also finally understood why Brother Huang had been unwilling to plan an antidote for so long.Luo Yanhua knew the emperor too well, and he knew that clearing up wrongs and removing poison must not have both.

At this moment, it seems that what you are facing is not the eloquent Zhuang Shijing, but another self who is pressing and examining: What about you?how do you think?

Of course he didn't have the idea of ​​being inhuman, and it was impossible for him to make such a cruel choice. They shouldn't exist at all, but did he really never think about it, or did he not want to think about it, or dare not think about it?

He suppressed the complicated thoughts in his mind, and said coldly: "If that day comes, I will definitely assist Brother Huang with all my strength and be his right-hand man!"

"Your Highness is still young and has a mellow disposition. It is no wonder that family affection is more important than power." Zhuang Shijing did not ignore the confusion that flashed in King Ning's eyes. Compared with father and son, siblings, the only thing that is really important is the word 'junchen'. It is destined that His Majesty and His Highness cannot be like ordinary father and son, and it is difficult to get along with other princes like ordinary brothers. Alpine loneliness is the only destiny."

His tone was gradually full of temptation and provocation, as if he wanted to arouse some secret emotion in the heart of the young prince: "Your Highness, it is not difficult to think this way now, but after ten or twenty years, when you have experienced the court, you will have to wait until you have experienced the court." Strife, the world is hot and cold, can you be sure that you will not change your original intention and will not regret it? Your Highness is willing to resign from Jingyu Guard for King Jing now, but in the future, you can also be willing to give up forever, watching His Highness take charge of the country, life and death, But I can only submit to one courtier, and my children and grandchildren will also serve as ministers? Even if His Highness can do it, and his subordinates bet all their wealth and wealth on His Highness, how can they be calm?"

Luo Pingyuan gritted his teeth, listening to the other party's aggressive questions one after another, for some reason, his thoughts drifted away, and he remembered the sudden question that Mu Shaoqing asked when they met in the middle of the night in the courtyard: "Your Highness, You are a sensible person, why did you do something stupid?"

How did you answer yourself at that time?I can't think of a reason, I can only say it's a ghostly obsession.

His breath was a little disordered for a while, and there was a buzzing in his mind, as if there was a faint voice urging: "Think about it, why do you lose your temper with the emperor's brother again and again, knowing that he is sick, and knowing your own reasons?" Why do you pick the most hurtful and chilling words to make him sad? Is it really a moment of confusion and obsession?"

No, it's not like that, it's that you've had a taste of power, and it's what everyone says and what they say.Are you already intoxicated and subconsciously want more?Have you ever unconsciously envied and guarded against the person who gave everything to protect you and spent all his efforts to pave the way for you step by step, worried that he was too smart, and afraid that he would never be as good as him!Where is your original intention?Are you still Luo Pingyuan when you just came down the mountain?

When he thought of this, he felt so guilty that he almost wanted to raise his hand and slap himself hard, but wished he could bang his head against the wall.

I still remember the complicated expression on Master Mu Shaozhuang's hesitant to speak, could it be because he made the same mistake and knew the reason, but it was difficult to point it out?Brother Huang must have seen it clearly, that's why he was so disheartened, he didn't want to talk to himself like in the past, and he didn't even intend to survive.

The scene of cooking wine and admiring the plum blossoms in the twelfth lunar month is still vivid in my mind. The back garden is covered with silver. The three brothers talked about the emperor's career in the faint plum fragrance. There was a quiet smile on King Jing's lips. King Yun said; Brother Huang said that Ping Yuan is suitable, so it must be Ping Yuan."

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Mu Shaoqing caused more and more trouble, but Luo Pingyuan knew clearly that he was the one who caused the fatal injury, because the emperor's brother had entrusted and expected him so trustingly.

The pain and bitterness filled his chest, and Luo Pingyuan didn't know where he was for a while, Zhuang Shijing's lobbying voice came to his ears, with unconcealed enthusiasm: "Your Highness, do you still remember the speech made by Pavilion Master Xuanji last year?" The meaning is self-evident! "White and red go through the sun, and the crape myrtle will come again, bless my emperor, and rejuvenate for a while"! The Fifth Highness bears the destiny of heaven, and the sentence of the second crape myrtle must be on your body, Zhuang A certain Confucian scholar, who knows that he is nothing more than a humble Confucian, has offended him so far. He really hopes that His Highness will understand his inner wishes and not miss the slightest at the critical moment. For His Highness's future succession to the great power, and for the prosperity of Yu Zhou in the next hundred years, I will do my best. No regrets!..."

"Shut up!" Luo Pingyuan came back to his senses, and finally flew into a rage. He slapped the table heavily, "Say one more word, and I'll cut off your tongue immediately, and order people to drag you out and beat you to death with sticks!"

He was trembling with anger, and got up from behind the desk, his eyes burning like fire: "Zhuang Shijing, who gave you the courage to speak nonsense in front of me! You are disloyal and disregarding my father. It is unfilial to commit high-level nonsense! Brother Huang cherishes your hard-earned fame, and cannot bear to see your foot in the mud, so you will be sent away from the East Palace, and you will be reborn with kindness, but you take advantage of his serious illness to bully you in the dark room, and instigate the relationship between Brother Huang and me. Sentimental, wanting to kill his life, is revenge for kindness, inhumanity! You read the articles of sages and sages, and you practice treacherous ways, such a malicious, wolf-hearted thing, is also worthy of teaching His Highness?!"

He stared at the pale Zhuang Shijing, and paused word by word: "When you are born in the world, you don't think about the grace of childbearing, and you don't care about the love of brothers and sisters. You are not as good as a beast. What face do you have to live in the world? Such behavior is not worthy of human beings. Talking about He Mu guarding the four directions and caring for the people? Just because I promised to let you go, get out immediately, don't dirty the ground!"

He has lived to be 20 years old, and he has rarely been so angry. If the other party was not a wild man with no power to restrain the chicken, he would have already drawn his sword and stabbed him.No matter how courageous Zhuang Shijing was, he was dazzled by King Ning's sudden murderous intent, and he stood there motionless.

Luo Pingyuan picked up the volume of books on the case, and threw it over his head and face: "Get out! Disappear immediately, get out of your hometown, or I will kill you right now!"

Only then did Zhuang Shijing come to his senses, and he was so frightened that he fled out of the post, not knowing how he got out of the post.It wasn't until standing on the street with people coming and going that the three souls and six souls returned to their places a little bit, and went back to the inn to pack their luggage without delay.

He was annoyed that he was still too impatient. King Ning might not know how dangerous and difficult the road to the throne is because of his lack of experience. In fact, it should be more subtle and to the point.

His words and deeds today actually have an extra selfishness: Although Luo Wenxiao is not a qualified heir apparent for four years in the East Palace, he has always treated him well, and he still has a sense of friendship; moreover, he has been a counselor for three years. It went smoothly, but met Queen Jing who was repeatedly frustrated. Seeing a prince fall from the clouds in a good way, completely defeated, it is really a lifelong humiliation.Zhuang Shijing tried his best to arouse Luo Pingyuan's vigilance and taboo against King Jing, but he wanted to plot against his former opponent, so he was worthy of a match with Luo Wenxiao's master and servant.

He shaved his beard in embarrassment. No matter what, no prince would really not care about the throne. No matter how angry King Ning was, he didn't question himself, which means he still listened.I believe that in the past few years, after experiencing more setbacks and struggles, Luo Pingyuan will definitely appreciate the deep meaning in his words, and the future is still promising.

Reluctance to pack up his depressed mood, Zhuang Shijing settled the housing expenses, asked the innkeeper to hire a mule cart, loaded the bookcases and clothes, and hurried out of Hangzhou City to return to his hometown.

In the study room of the post house, the attendants heard the noise and saw that His Royal Highness You was so angry that they didn't dare to make a sound, so they hurried in to clean up the mess.

"Go out all, you don't need it!" Luo Pingyuan waved impatiently, he just wanted to be alone.

After spending so many days in remorse, maybe he didn't really realize his mistake until now.However, the torment is like boiling, there is no end in sight, and the emperor's brother's illness will not be cured. Is it true that this hatred will last forever?He stood there in confusion for a while, then moved his feet, bent down and slowly picked up the documents scattered on the ground.

The Huizhou Baomo Award sent by Zhuang Shijing has been thrown to pieces, the dark green book cover is wrinkled and torn, and the text is in a mess, and a few pages fell out just after picking it up.Luo Pingyuan glanced at him coldly. He had buried his head in the pile of books for many days, and read them whenever he saw them. Even if the objects were about to be thrown into the wastebasket in a ball, his eyes still habitually glanced at the ink-stained paper. Pass.

A few lines of block letters came into view, and when he realized the meaning behind the words, his figure suddenly froze, he stared at that paragraph in disbelief, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

The stack of official documents that he had just picked up fell to the ground again, Luo Pingyuan didn't realize it, and just firmly grasped this ordinary book that he didn't take seriously before.Carefully flattening the creased and torn paper inch by inch, his fingers trembled involuntarily.He didn't dare to miss a single word, he wasn't sure how long he looked back and forth, how many times he read it, he felt the blood in his whole body rushing uncontrollably, his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, in the silence of holding his breath, there was only one The sound of frantic heartbeats.

The attendants waiting outside the study room heard King Ning walking back and forth in the room at first, but there was no sound for more than half an hour.

No one dared to bother, everyone knew that His Royal Highness Fifth was in a bad mood recently.A more courageous attendant cautiously approached the door, and was about to stick it up and listen carefully, when the door flapped open from the inside, causing him to stagger and almost throw himself to the ground.

King Ning strode out, ignoring the frightened servant, and hurriedly ordered: "Prepare the horse! Hurry up, I want to go back immediately!"

When lighting the lamp, Luo Pingyuan caught Guan Ling who was going in beside the wisteria arch leading to the inner courtyard: "Xiao Ling, I have something to ask you."

The boy stopped, looked at him silently, and said in a cold voice, "I'm on duty, I'm not free."

These days, he has also lost weight, his delicate chin has become pointed, and his brows are full of anger.

"It's a very important matter." Seeing that he turned around and was about to leave, Luo Pingyuan hurriedly stopped him again, lowering his voice, "It's about Brother Huang, listen to me first!"

He couldn't help but pull Guan Ling to the corner, looked around to make sure there was no one there, and then whispered to his ear.

Guan Ling's indifferent expression gradually changed. He raised his head abruptly, with a rare brilliance in his eyes, and then lowered his voice and asked, "Really? Are you sure?"

"I have already consulted Xi Guzhu, the possibility is not small." Luo Pingyuan said, "If I go to check it myself, it will be too conspicuous and attract the attention of interested people, so there is no guarantee that there will be no accidents. Xiao Ling, except for A Su, I am only willing I believe you!"

He took out the sealed silk book from his arms: "The file should be stored in the county government office. Once the information I got is confirmed, you should immediately go to the capital to meet Qin Shuang and do it together. A Su will cover up your whereabouts for you. Remember that this matter is top secret, except you and Xiaoshuang, don't let anyone else have a chance to know!"

Guan Ling nodded, put the precious silk book into her bosom, and hid it close to her body: "I will visit the Lord first, and I will leave tonight!"

He pursed his lips, took a deep look at Luo Pingyuan, and then walked out from the corner, and entered the inner courtyard where King Jing recuperated as if nothing had happened.

In the days that followed, everything went on as before. Luo Pingyuan wrote a heartfelt note to the emperor, describing his unhealed condition from the wind and cold, the distribution of farmland between the two governments, the gratitude and praise of the people to the sage monarch, and pleading guilty for delaying the return date. Greetings to the royal father and the health of the Eucharist.

When Zhuang Shijing was kicked out by His Royal Highness in a rage, many people saw it, and it was a joke for a while.King Jing heard about it, but he just laughed it off, and still ordered the affairs quietly to take care of his body. King Ning also continued to study hard day and night in the study, silently and persistently doing what anyone would think was futile.As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, the days of the Langhuan Sect Master's stay in the south of the Yangtze River would come to an end. Yang Yue had already set off early to take care of matters along the way. Although everyone was trying to be cheerful, the atmosphere over the Bai family courtyard was still tinged with sadness.

The sky seems to sense the gloomy clouds in the world. There is no bright moon on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, and the rain is falling.Just as Xi Minghua was worried, even though he had made sufficient preparations, Luo Yanhua still had a high fever and became unconscious.Luo Pingyuan put down the scroll and stayed by the couch all night, taking care of him as best he could.

"Brother Huang," he hugged King Jing's shoulders, feeling that the body in his arms was thinner and more fragmented than he remembered, and there was a deep pain in his heart, "Brother Huang," he called again, "just hold on, it will be fine after a while , you'll be fine."

King Jing who was in a coma couldn't hear it, so naturally he couldn't respond, Luo Pingyuan looked at his sickly red face, and still repeated the whisper, as if he was telling himself: "When we return to the capital, everything will be fine , so Brother Huang, you must make it through, and you must—”