Nirvana In Fire

Although it's late autumn in the southern hemisphere, I've been exposed to black charcoal for half a month. Yesterday, I just got home, and I noticed that the network was completely broken, and I heard a dozen questions, and the pipeline explained what the community route upgrade was, and it was going to be broken by the end of the week. In order to avoid everyone thinking that Sister Hai was a fool, she ran to the listed company in the morning to update, but tomorrow Saturday, her company won't work, so I can't go online, but the Internet will probably be available the day after tomorrow evening, so please understand.

------------------------- This is the happy divider of the 61----------------

(Remember the last episode of the previous chapter? It was King Jing who said he had objections...)

Xiao Jingxiao said the phrase was not loud, but the whole tone was in a fierce sense, Liang Emperor's eyebrows trembled, slowly lifted up, slightly cloudy eyes flashed out some sharp light, settled on King Jing's face.

“What's your objection?” Emperor Daliang's prolonged tune did not hear the joy, but there was not much goodwill. Yu Wang, sitting on his left hand side, immediately and respectfully adjusted his posture and picked his lips upwards, but this smug look was immediately controlled by his own consciousness.

Yet King Jing did not see the king of honor. He just turned his head again and replied: “Whatever the circumstances of the case were, it was still a royal pain. The damage to the court should be a disaster, but it is not a blessing. As for bringing up such a pleasant path today, there is nothing depressing about it? Xia Shouzheng has always been famous for his strong and spicy iron wrist. It's really admirable, but now that Father's reign is not in turmoil, can't you lightly mention the word" scripture "? As for what is the Way of the Renaissance, what is the Way of the Dead Country, far from saying that there have been successive holy books and promises, close to seeing the Father Holy Ming, but the First Lord Xia only asked me right, how dare I answer? ”

His adversaries were somewhat surprised not to have answered such a low level by the eloquent King Jing. Yu Wang straightened his back and was about to put it down. Xia Jiang had laughed. “Your Majesty's previous deliberations, political opinions are frequent. If His Highness does not approve of my proposal, even if it does not, why is it so exasperating? Did I just stab His Highness in the face? Let's have a courtesy in this compartment. ”

“Yes, Jingxiang you...” Yu Wang was busy trying to help the cavity, just said a few words and got a quick glimpse of Xia Jiangfei and immediately stopped. He was a smart man, and Xia Jiang realized in a flash that he didn't want the two of them singing together to seem too cooperative, lest Liang Di be suspicious. He hit the tip of his tongue, thanks to his quick change, “... Jingxiang was actually right, he was just a bit more temperamental, but Xia Zhengzheng was also overhearted, you know Jingxiang was just in such a way, when he didn't mean it, right? ”

“His Royal Highness King Jing did not hear anything, but what you just said, 'Whatever the circumstances of the case,' the elderly did not understand. His Majesty himself decided this case individually. It is not at all satisfactory, Your Highness. Has it not been clearly disproved to this day? ”

In fact, King Jing only needs to explain a few words such as “not intentionally”, “not to have any objection to the circumstances of the case in that year" and so on, things are also torn apart. Xia Jiang is an elderly heavy minister, after all, as a subordinate, he cannot have to grasp the death and chase indiscriminately, but King Jing is still King Jing, 13 years of perseverance and perseverance, is not the last more than six months can be flattened, even it can be said that it is the truth that has been discovered in the recent past, which makes his mind more angry, so at this moment, although he knows that the apparently loving Liang Emperor is actually waiting to see his reaction, but let him ignore his true heart to say some smooth and mellow words, Xiao Jingyi can't really do it.

“I really don't know how things happened back then. All I know is that when I was ordered to leave the East China Sea, Qi Wang was still a wise king who looked up to the world, Lin Shu was still a man of honor and loyalty. The Red Flame Army was still a master who defended the northern realm of Daliang. But when I came back, I was told that they had become traitors, rebels, sinners, dead, dead. Besides the grave and spirit medal, I didn't even see one, but how can I distinguish between them? ”

“It turns out,” Xia Jiang's voice turned silent, “In His Highness's heart, as long as there is the virtuous name of the King of Hyung, the military merit of the Lord of Zhen, there are soldiers like the male division of the cloud, can we seek revenge? ”

After Xia Jiang's malicious questioning, Meng sincerely did his utmost to make Jing Wang look, suggesting that he calm down. But the hot blood that has already boiled is difficult to cool instantly. When the deepest and most painful wound of his life was crushed under his feet, Xiao Jingxuan, 32, can't really make himself indulge in this: “There is no evidence of treason. All I see is Summer honoring you with a case report. ”

“No way, you only saw Xia's debriefing?” Yu Wang spoke a gentle interlude, "Jingxiao, didn't you even see Father's royal decree of disposition? ”

Hearing this, Liang Emperor, leaning against the pillow, finally laid down his hand beside his forehead, sat upright, and stared at King Jing's eyes Xu Xu: “Jingxi, about my handling of the Red Flame case... are you dissatisfied? ”

Although this sentence sounds normal, the finesse is actually extremely heavy. King Jing immediately changed from sitting on his side to kneeling and prayed voluntarily. When he raised his head, he still had no intention of retreating.

“Chi Shen did not have any dissatisfaction with the father. Chi Shen just thought that Qi Wang Su had come...”

“It's the common man Xiao Jingyu!” Liang Di suddenly got angry and shouted, “What else is handsome Lin? That's rebellious Lin! Did you learn how to play foreplay? ”

King Jing grabbed his lower lip hard and his teeth were deeply imprinted, stabilizing the moving muscles on his face. Meng Si immediately knelt down and whispered: “Your Majesty, the year is approaching, please rest the wrath of the Heavenly Son and let the people live...”

“Jingxiang also said less,” Yu Wang also whispered, “In front of me and foreign ministers, how can you hit the father so hard? ”

In fact, since the beginning of the argument, King Jing has said only two words to the Liang Emperor. Neither sentence has any conniving intent, but once the charge of King Yu has been deducted, it seems that whatever Jingxiang said is intentional against the Liang Emperor, and it is indeed a powerful soft knife.

Meng Si's forehead is starting to get a little sweaty, but he's not a smart person. Where can he come up with a solution to the current situation, he's just in a hurry.

“Your Majesty...” He kept kneeling at the top of the palace. At this time, he crept over quietly and whispered in Liang Di's ear. “The slave dared to remind His Majesty that it was time for you to take a full bath of medicine every day. A letter was sent from the Palace of the Palace, and Lady Jing was ready...”

Liang Emperor's chest clearly fluctuated, looking at His Majesty's diverse colors... confused and disturbed, trying to appear respectful and peaceful Honor King, faceless Xia Jiang, and kneeling there, did not continue to plead, but did not ask for sin King Yang.

The old emperor, who had overheard, suddenly felt exasperated and waved powerlessly with his eyes closed. “Stand down, stand down...”

Yu Wang was slightly disappointed. He wanted to say one more thing. He was stopped by Xia Jiang's eyes. He had to bear with him and quit with everyone.

Beyond the palace, King Jing bandaged his face and did not glance at the two companions, walking fast. Yu Wang and the Prince fought for many years of apparently harmonious Tai Chi kung fu. He was very uncomfortable with the new opponent's cold and hard style. He stared at his back and stomped back for half a day. He turned back and said: "Xia Shuzheng, look at him like this...”

“Nor is it hemorrhagic. His Royal Highness was restless for a moment, and the elder minister retired.” Xia Jiang replied briefly, arching his hand. Yu Wang understood why he was so cautious, looked to the left and right, said no more, and broke up with him.

Just moments after the three of them had left, the emperor's footsteps had been lifted to Wuying Palace. Gao Zhan carefully helped Emperor Liang out and rode to the Palace of Zhiro. In recent months, Liang Di had a foot wind attack, often the pain was difficult, and the medicine prescribed by the Tai Doctor did not do much good. However, Jing Fei's medication bath and foot steaming therapy for him could alleviate the symptoms. Therefore, he went daily regularly, but the warning of Gao Zhan was not false, but the timing was only slightly less.

Of course, Jing Fei doesn't know about the wind wave of Wuying Hall, but even if she does, it's hard to say that her casual and quiet attitude will change. After taking the driver into the palace, in addition to responding to the etiquette, she didn't say a word. She was only busy serving Liang Emperor, half lying on a soft chair, removing the socks for him, steaming foot massage. Usually at this time, Liang Di would talk to her without a match to relieve boredom, but today he was in an abnormal mood, and as soon as he sat down, he closed his eyes, as if he were asleep, only three folds wrinkled between his eyebrows, indicating that he was uncomfortable in his heart. Jing Fei did not ask the reason. When she saw him close her eyes, she took the incense towel and folded it hot and warm. She gently covered him in the eyes, replacing it every half hour.

After about half an hour, after steaming treatment, Jing Fei put on the white socks made of old fabric cotton and placed his legs flat on the stool that the palace lady had moved over. The ankle was slightly elevated and then began to press the legs. As she was busy, Liang Di suddenly reached out to remove the incense towel from her eyes, probed and grabbed Jing Fei's wrist, pulled her to herself and shouted: “Jing Fei! ”

“Yes," Jing Fei safely dragged by him, "what is His Majesty's order? ”

“Tell me, what did you think of the case of Qiyan? ”

By this sudden question, Jing Fei's eyes as calm as water rarely gave rise to a slight ripple, and he asked with hesitation: “How can His Majesty ask this...”

“Just answer me. What exactly do you think? I want to hear the truth. ”

Jing Fei slowly put away her hand, which was punching her leg, and stepped back on her knees, bowing her head: “Your Majesty asked, and the concubine dared not answer. However the concubine replies, it will inevitably break His Majesty's heart, so please forgive His Majesty. ”

Liang Di slightly touched, sat up and asked: “What are you talking about? ”

“The concubine came from the Forest Mansion and was very close to the late concubine, as His Majesty had long known. If the concubine spoke ill, wouldn't His Majesty be sad that the princess lived without a best friend and died without remembrance? But the Qiyang case is handled by His Majesty personally. With your sanctity, it must be a steady court. If the concubine worries about the selfishness of the concubine and excuses the people in the Qiyang flame, His Majesty will inevitably think that the concubine does not understand the pain of your stable situation... The concubine is only a little concubine in the Deep Palace, regardless of the opinion on the Qiyang case, it is not worth mentioning, but if the answer of the concubine causes your grief, it is a great sin of the concubine, so please understand the concubine first.” Say it, farewell quietly, tears in your eyes have come out.

As for Lady Lin Leyao, in fact, Liang Di herself has often been secretly thinking and mourning over the years. Therefore, Princess Jing mentioned the softest part of Liang Di's heart, not only did he not get angry because of it, but he had a sympathetic companion. Instead, he stretched out his hand to show Jing Fei's closeness and sighed: “Forget it, you are as gentle as the Princess, I am not hard on you. Do I not know you by my side? After all, you are different from the Queen Vietnamese. The out-of-court affair shouldn't have involved you, it's just..."

Seeing Liang Emperor's tears and sadness, she grabbed the handkerchief with him and said softly: “The concubine understood that His Majesty had a heart to open to the Princess, but you also know that although her heart was gentle, she was after all the blood of the door. In the face of the general situation, she naturally did not want to live alone. Instead of committing suicide because of fear of sin, she feels sorry for you, Your Majesty. ”

Jing Fei's words made Liang Di feel very comfortable and he couldn't help but nod his head together. To say that Liang Emperor was not harsh on the princess at that time, she was in the position before her life, buried briefly after her death, a thin coffin, a lonely tomb, no tablet mausoleum, no sacrifice, besides there was no explicit order for her to kill herself, she could do almost all the cold things, but as this year, she always chose to think about her generous things, thus gaining psychological comfort.

“After all these years, you are the only one in this palace who dares to talk to me about the princess.” Liang Emperor stroked Jing Fei's back, emotional, “Jing Yu was born less than a year before you entered the palace, you naturally know how good I am to their mother and son... The previous day's Palace Festival, I saw Yan Yu, he rarely appeared in front of me at the end of the year, I almost forgot him, and the day before yesterday, I discovered something that I could not forget...”

“The concubine wondered how many emotions His Majesty felt today. Turns out it was because he met Yan Hou...”

“That's not true. The reason I think about these things is because Xia Jiang entered the palace today and told me that he had caught a red-flame traitor who had leaked the net...”

Jing Fei was shocked and almost exhausted her full strength to control the hand she was holding without shaking, but her face couldn't help but change. She hurriedly lowered her head and stabilized her steady mind. For half a day, she said: “For more than 10 years... I don't know who the rebel is? ”

“You don't know, it was little Difference... uh... it was a vice general in Red Feather Camp, what was his name? ”

Jing Fei's soul just calmed down. She exhaled in darkness. "How can this happen? Didn't the report say that the whole army of Red Wings Battalion was set on fire, and there should be no survivors? ”

“I thought so too, so I specifically asked Xia Jiang. He said that the guard, who was supposed to be in the north valley of Meiling as deputy general of Akaba, was ordered to work in the main camp of Akayama in the south valley on that day, so he had a chance to escape. If he's still in the North Valley, he's probably not even got a skeleton. ”

Speaking of guards, Liang Di lost the reference to the tenderness and callousness of the princess. Jing Fei only felt cold all over her body. She only held on to the deep grip cultivated over the years, and did not show any bad expression.

Why the Red Feather Camp in the North Valley would have been killed by a hotter and harsher killer than the main camp. The fire was so thorough, in fact, Jing Fei understood.

Lin Shu, the proud son of the English sky, is the only son of Red Flame Marshal Lin and Princess Jinyang. Since childhood, he has been the flesh of the Empress's heart. When the Qiyan case first erupted, the old lady who had gone through the three dynasties but never intervened in the dynasty was fully clothed to kiss Wuying Palace, tearfully demanding that Liang Di remove Lin Shu's name from the list of main culprits. For the then heartbroken Empress, preserving the Red Flame Army was no longer possible, but at the very least, she hoped to preserve the lives of her great-grandson, who was only seventeen years old. What she did not know, however, was that Liang Di, who had made up her mind to withdraw the Red Flame Army, could never have left the 13-year-old to go to war, and the strange soldiers were resolute in their attempts to cross the border with the infamous juvenile general, burying a hidden danger for themselves. So despite being forced to promise the Empress, and not including Lin Shu among the mandatory arrests, he secretly ordered Xie Yu to make sure that Lin Shu had no chance of escaping his life. Later, he returned to the Empress on the grounds that the battalion of Red Wings was fierce, that the situation was out of control, and that the jade stones were finally burned.

Princess Jinyang, who had been waiting quietly for the news in front of her, broke into Miyagi with a sword the day she heard about the death of her husband's son. Her blood splattered in front of the Chaoyang Palace.

However, the Empress's serious illness and the blood of Princess Jinyang did not stop Liang Emperor from rebuilding his unruly iron wrist. Three days later, Xiao Jingyu was given death. On the same day the princess committed suicide.

The Qi Wang Palace, once brilliant and brilliant, dissipated its smoke, leaving only the rest of the dynasty behind.

The silence in the deep palace is that from then on, the royal ruthlessness has been engraved into the bone marrow. Among those who died, there were those who saved her life, looked upon her like her sister Lin, those who were irreversible to each other, those who appreciated each other, those who lived with each other in the palace and were more than sisters, but she had to hide the tears flowing for them, hide the resentment and anger in her heart, and put away all her wisdom and emotions, like an invisible person, in the corner of the deep palace, waiting for an unknown end.