The Path Toward Heaven

Qing'er didn't understand Jing Jiu's words, and thought about it seriously, or didn't think about it, so he gave up and asked: "Are you really worried about Qin and Zhao? Bai Qianjun and the dead eunuch really are It ’s terrible, not to mention that it ’s been in the illusion for a long time. "

Jing Jiu said, "I have nothing to do with other people's affairs."

Qinger remembered the picture on the couch more than ten years ago and sighed, "She really likes you. I thought many stories would happen between you. Who thought you were so ruthless." "

Jing Jiu said, "It's all fake."

Qing'er opened his eyes wide and said, "But you said that this world is becoming real."

Jing Jiu said: "For any world, people who are destined to leave in the future are fake."

This sentence has a deep meaning, obviously not only the world in Qingtianjian, but also the real world outside.

Qing'er looked at him for a long time and suddenly asked, "So what are you doing in this world?"

Jing Jiu said: "I want Xianlu."

Every questioner who enters the fantasy realm of Qingtianjian has the goal of immortality.

This is a very tacky answer, it can also be said to be simple, then it is very pure.

Qinger looked at him and asked seriously: "Are you sure you can succeed? In the case where I can't help you."

Jing Jiu said: "I have chosen a different method from them, the road is different, and I won't know who is right until the end."

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When people look back on the past and try to clarify their memories, they often choose some important events as time nodes.Sadly, those important events are generally not happy events, but funerals, such as which elders in the family close their eyes on bamboo chairs, and for example, the white streamers at the funeral of their loved ones were blown down by the wind.

For the people, the standard of funerals is higher, and the weight of the dead must be heavy enough, so that their collective memory can be deep enough, and then become their spiritual years, such as the emperor's crash.Of course, in this matter alone, it is difficult to clearly distinguish funerals from happy events, because the collapse of the old emperor means that the new emperor ascended the throne.

In the palace of Qin State.

The old man on the sickbed was covered with wrinkles and his hair was gray and dry like frost grass that he forgot to burn in late autumn. His eyes were deeply sunken, his breathing was weak, and he was about to die.

Prince Baibai, that is, Bai Qianjun, could not see any grief in his face.Because he will be the king of Qin Guoxin, and because he doesn't have too much affection for the old man, even if he has lost a lot of memories in the past twenty years, at least he remembers this matter very well. The other party is not his own biological father.

The old emperor who was dying on the sickbed was originally a remote clan's child. With his innate ability to receive people and occasional bursts of passion, he went to Beihai County and attacked the county king. During the decades-long confrontation, his cowardly temperament was getting better and better, and he accumulated a very deep strength. Eventually, he became the new emperor of Qin State by the trend of the world.This period of history can be called ZTE, or even the founding of the country. The old emperor was supposed to get a more indelible writing in the history books, but he gave birth to a more brilliant son.

At that time, the young martial arts god has now become the northern kingdom killer who can stop children from crying. Even in the palace of the Qin Kingdom, no one dares to look directly into his eyes.

"I do n’t like being called a god, because I know I ’m not, and I do n’t like being called a Taizong, or whatever, because I think that neither you nor the previous emperors are eligible to be in front of me, so I After deciding to ascend to the throne, he is called the emperor, with Bai as his surname. What do you think of the name of Emperor Bai? "

Bai Qianjun said: "The enthronement ceremony is ready, so you will die tonight and don't waste my time."

After saying this, he walked out of the hall.

The old emperor stared at his back, eyes full of resentment and regret.

There are countless palaces in the Xianyang Imperial Palace. In terms of quantity, only Qi Guoxue Palace can be compared with it.

Those palaces were like countless beasts squatting in the night, ready to attack biting prey, and even more terrible when illuminated by the stars.

Bai Qianjun went to the palace in the deepest place, waved away all the people, and found the man following the piano.

A pond reflected the lights under the gallery, where the girl played the piano gently, and the white dress flicked gently with the night, like the residual lotus in the pond.The whole picture has a lonely and pitiful feeling, which is in line with the imagination of the Princess of Disaster being confined to the cold palace, but in fact, her eyes are calm and there is no such extra emotion at all.

"Tomorrow I will be enthroned." Bai Qianjun walked up to her and looked at her from the top, but his eyes were full of spoiling and loving emotions.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother." Bai Zao raised his head and looked at him with a smile.

The emotions in Bai Qianjun's eyes had long since disappeared, and he said, "There is definite news over Qi."

Hearing this sentence, Bai Zao's expression changed slightly, and she was obviously more concerned about Qi's affairs than Qin's death.

More than 20 questioners who have entered the illusion have now died a lot, and basically all of them who have been alive have already been identified. Only Yimaozhai disciple has never appeared.The scholar named Xi Yiyun has not been discovered from beginning to end, leaving no trace in the illusion, as if he had never been there.

This is what Tong Yan wanted to know the most, but until he was killed by Jing Jiu and expelled from the illusion, he did not want to understand how Xi Yiyun did it.

Bai Zao was also very concerned about this matter, and Qin Guo ’s espionage organization investigated for many years, and finally found some clues in the early spring.

"He is called Yun Qi here. He used to study at Mo Gong, and then went to Qi Guo Xue Gong to manage classics. He came out to give lectures the year before."

Bai Qianjun said: "In recent years he has not been in contact with the outside world, but a disciple who was admitted some time ago has had contacts with the scholars of Zhao Guowansong College."

Hearing the word lecture, Bai Zao probably understood what the Yimaozhai disciple wanted to do, but there were still many puzzles.

"How can he hide his identity so well?"

Bai Qianjun's expression became a little more complicated, saying: "Because ... he doesn't know who he is."

Bai Zaowei said: "You mean he completely forgot his identity?"

Bai Qianjun nodded.

Bai Zao was surprised, and said, "Are you sure?"

Bai Qianjun said: "I sent seven batches of people to try to make sure that he really forgot his identity as a questioner, and he only wanted to save people and walk the road."

Bai Zao looked at the strings on the piano and was silent-he lived in illusion for too long and was confused by the red dust. He asked the person who might have forgotten all the past, but Xi Yiyun was obviously not the kind, more like an initiative Forgot, why did he do it?

Not knowing how long it had passed, she said softly with emotion: "It's really wonderful."

Bai Qianjun also held the same view and said, "What should I do?"

"The gentlemen of Yi Mao Zhai do not practice the Tao, but the Tao heart is rock-solid and difficult to shake."

Bai Zao said: "Now find a way to kill him, otherwise it will be a great trouble in the future."

Bai Qianjun suddenly said: "I also forgot some things, as long as I don't think about it, I naturally forget it, but some things don't want to forget, I can't."

No matter how calm the sight is, you will feel the heat behind the calm.

Bai Zao did not look up and said, "Brother Tong Yan is out, what do you think?"

Bai Qianjun slowly withdrew his gaze, looking at the reflection of the unreal lights on the pond, and his voice was slightly cold.

"I was originally opposed to him going to the capital of Chu Kingdom. Both Shimei and you attach great importance to Jing Jiu."

Bai Zao said indifferently: "Brother Brother is dead, proving that Jing Jiu is worth paying attention to as I said."

Bai Qianjun was silent for a while and said, "Sister and sister, you are always right."

Bai Zao quietly looked at his profile and said, "Yes, is there anything wrong?"

"Nothing wrong, everything is going according to your thoughts with Tong Yan, Xianlu will eventually fall into our hands."

I don't know where there is a night wind passing through the palace, shattering the lights and shadows wherever I can see.

Bai Qianjun looked at it quietly and said, "I just suddenly wanted to forget something more."

After saying this, he turned around and went out to prepare for the enthronement ceremony tomorrow.

Bai Zao looked at the water without speaking.

She understood what he meant and found it boring.

The broken lights on the surface of the pond slowly moved back together.

She thought of the news from Chu Kingdom.

After being sentenced to death, Jing Jiu was confined into the cold palace by the college fellow.

The guilt of the crime was certainly not written by him. It was voluntary that he was imprisoned into the cold palace, just like her.

Thinking of these coincidences, Bai Zao smiled and found it interesting.

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Another five years have passed.

Emperor Qin Guobai acted tyrannically, violently and violently, and forced the three thousand rich households of Luoxi to enter Xianyang. He complained for a time, and was suppressed. He could only suppress the road.Under his personal command, 30,000 Tieqi, like the sharpest sword, swept across the northern part of the continent, was invincible, and even the barbarian tribes were retreating again and again.

Zhao Guo, the only one who could compete with Qin Guo, encountered a major event at this time, and their emperor was dying.

This emperor, His Majesty, is extremely intelligent, unparalleled in wisdom, and lenient and strict. Unfortunately, he is born with insufficiency, his body is too weak, and he has no heirs.

In the past five years, it may be because of these problems that Zhao Guochao has been filled with a strange atmosphere.His Majesty the Emperor successively issued a number of appointments, made a number of appointments and dismissals, strongly restricted the power of the arrest plant, and vigorously supported the later party. Obviously, he wanted to expose the knife to He Gong.But no matter how the officials of Zhao State and even the merchants of Qi State looked forward to it, in the end, His Majesty the Emperor did not have any hands on He Gonggong.

The smell of medicine in the temple is much lighter than in previous years, probably because the windows are open and well ventilated.

"Master Zhang is fifty years older than us, and no matter how hard it can be, it will not last for twenty years." The emperor's pale face did not improve after taking the medicine. He leaned on the couch and gasped for two breaths. Then he said: "In the future, only you can deal with Emperor Bai."

He Zhan did not speak, nor did he persuade His Majesty to have a good rest, because everyone knew that His Majesty could not support it for a few days.

Facing the emperor's eyes full of hope and entreaty, He Zhan remained silent for a while, patted the back of his hand, and said nothing.

The wind poured in from outside the palace, and the queen's mother and wife followed.

She walked to the couch with tears in her face, and squeezed out He Zhan roughly, sitting next to the emperor, holding his hand.

He Zhan walked out of the hall and heard a faint sigh coming from behind.

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That night, Zhao Huang died.

He Zhan watched his breathlessness with his own eyes, and then calmly began to arrange various affairs, until he was almost busy before returning to his room to sleep for half an hour.

In the whole process, he did not do anything extraordinary, and there was no place for rudeness.

The Queen Mother asked people to know that he had not been silent for a long time after going to the Royal Garden, but he wondered whether he should be happy or lost.

It wasn't yet dawn, and inside and outside the palace were already filled with ministers who had been dressed up, and many ministers went out of town to meet the rules.

Hejian Wangshizi is going to Beijing to inherit the throne.

Logically speaking, this was something that was determined five years ago. Shizi should have been raised in the palace as a prince's gift.But I don't know why the proposal was not passed for any reason. It is rumored that Grandpa He didn't like Shizi and secretly acted.

Time passed slowly, the morning light gradually illuminating the corners of the palace, but the officials who drove out of the city had not yet returned.

The atmosphere inside and outside the imperial city was somewhat suppressed and tense.

What happened?

The hoof sounded on the long street.

Quick horse returns.

Then report it layer by layer.

The ministers and princes on both sides of the jade ladder in front of the palace stared at the ritual officer as if they were to devour him alive.

The court official was pale and nervous, saying: "Shizi ... Prince ... No ... the one who refuses to walk through the Zhengming Gate and wants to go through the Xihua Gate."

Hearing this sentence, the temple suddenly fell silent, and officials looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The crown prince took the right door.

The emperor's return to the palace is the Xihua Gate.

Things are simple, but important.

Whenever there are important historical moments, there will always be no shortage of officials who have the courage to "service" in the court.

Soon the silence in front of the temple was broken.

A Hanlin stood up and began to cite the scriptures, demonstrating the correctness of His Majesty walking to Xihuamen.

Then several officials reconciled.

Great achievements naturally take big risks, but the real big men present remain silent.

The voice of the officials was gradually lowered, and all eyes were on one place.

It's not the highest place, and it's even far away from the jade ladder. It's a shadow of the corner of the temple. Someone is standing in that shadow.

"If you don't want to go to the Zhengming Gate, please go back."

During the whole process of the new emperor's ascension, He Zhan only said this sentence.

History books are so recorded.

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(Be clear about my attitude first, and of course I would like to stand in Jiajing.)