unforgivable hatred, but the most recognized "emperor". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 To this day, he still doesn't understand how he had the courage to put the dagger in the sheath and make the choice of a courtier, and how many years of relief it took to bow to him calmly.

He didn't understand, but he never regretted it.

That woman knows what to do, and probably won't blame him.

They are both helpless people in the chess game, and they are both people who have no choice in fate, so they understand each other and let go of each other. Fengyue love, personal hatred and family hatred, or the righteousness of the monarch and the minister, the family and the country, he chose the latter.

This is not mercy with a knife and a broken arm.

It's the righteousness of Dan's heart.

"Daddy. I made a note of it. Xin Yi solemnly blessed, "will never be retributed to him in this life because of the grievances of the previous generation." ”

Xin Qi nodded with a complicated expression, then turned to leave. The evening breeze is cool, the moon covers the stars, and his whisper is heard on the mountain road, "The last generation is over here." How it will be in this life is up to you...... The past and yesterday's dreams are not enough...... It's not enough to ......"

Xin Yi watched Xin Qi leave in amazement, but in a few blinks, as if a gust of wind was blowing, the man in his sight disappeared.

That's not the footwork of the laity. It's not an ordinary martial arts light skill.

Shadow Guard. This is a ghost that only belongs to the shadow guard, and it comes and goes without a trace.

Xin Yi's heartbeat seemed to stand still in an instant.

Xin Qi had silently answered her original question: Does Dad know the story of the night owl falling in love with his prey?

He's always been that owl. The night owl of the story.

Entering the middle of July, the sun in Guanzhong became more and more poisonous day by day.

Dali Siqing advised: The mastermind behind the anti-Lu has found out the clue, and asked the emperor to adjudicate.

Emperor Li Hedang Dynasty Quasi-Concert: Quasi-Dali Temple was arrested. Because of the importance of the matter, everything was done in secret before the "mastermind" pleaded guilty and was convicted. Those who spread rumors will be killed.

Under the arrest order, the whole country was excited. The curiosity of the people was raised to their throats, and they stared at Daming Palace all day long. Just wait for the day when the truth comes out, the royal family announced the world, and look at what kind of evil god the mastermind is with three heads and six arms.

On a hot June day, cicadas chirp loudly. Even though it had just rained, the clouds had not yet dispersed, but the heat had not cooled down at all.

Yushuigou is a tributary of the Wei River, circling the palace city, flowing into the palace through Yanxi Gate on the way, and flowing out from Anfumen, and flowing into the Wei River from the northeastern suburbs of Chang'an.

Outskirts. It is only half a mile away from the Yushui ditch into Wei, but the prosperity of Chang'an seems to end here. Sparsely populated, sparse plains, mixed with dilapidated thatched houses, those are widows, lonely, beggars, and wanderers, these poor people's residences that are not accepted by Chang'an.

One of the thatched houses near the river is hung on the rammed earth wall with a slip of fresh but cheap herbs. The person who lives here is an old woman of nearly forty, who is slightly ambiguous and lives in a simple place.

Except for those who didn't have the money to go to the hospital and come to ask her for medicine, she didn't attract anyone's attention.

this day. A middle-aged man sat on the big bluestone outside the thatched house, and a dignified man next to him was leaning over to salute him.

"Your Majesty, the arrest warrant has been announced to the world, but it can't be delayed for too long. ”

It is unimaginable that the middle-aged man is actually the Emperor of Great Wei, Li He. He was covered in coarse linen and straw shoes, and dressed like a pauper. However, a few months of changes have given birth to more gray hair on his sideburns.

Li He sighed inexplicably: "The state has national laws, and the laws cannot be violated. I only know better than you do. But that's all there is to it...... Dali Siqing, can you give me a few moments, so that I can be a father again. ”

Dali Siqing looked at the thatched house with some embarrassment, and leaned over: "Your Majesty, a few moments, only a few moments." Although the minister is a courtier, the law of the country cannot be surpassed. Before sunset, the minister will represent Dali Temple to arrest the mastermind of the anti-Lu. ”

Li He nodded, and watched Dali Siqing leave, and the blue and black under his eyes became a little heavier.

"That's it, I can't persuade him. Whoever wants to go to this drudgery!"

Suddenly, there was an angry old woman's voice.

The door of the thatched house creaked open, and an old woman with a dirty, ragged face rushed out and said to Li He unceremoniously.

"This kid is so green that I said that my head hurts, and he won't see you!"

Li He's face was as calm as before, but he smiled at the old woman with relief: "He said that this chess game in Chang'an City is like a net." You are the only one who can be in the game and keep your shoes wet. That's why I came to you. You can't persuade you, who can persuade you? Yes and no, Fengxian. ”

The old woman who called "Fengxian" shrugged her shoulders and reached out to get her medicine basket: "The matter of you two masters is really awkward. Thoroughly investigating the holy decree of the mastermind behind the Lu family, did you not make it yourself? Later, you ordered Dali Temple to strictly investigate it, which was also full of righteous indignation. Did you know from the beginning that he was the master of Lu Huan?"

Li He laughed self-deprecatingly: "No one in the world knows better than me that he is the mastermind behind the great change. After all, knowing a son is better than a father. However, before the word 'father', I am first and foremost an emperor. ”

Without waiting for Fengxian to ask, Li He shook his head and said to himself: "As a father, I will support him if he is happy to do it." Including setting off this great change, to ask him about the meaning of his own life. Even if the tip of his sword is aimed at me. ”

"Watch him all the way. You, the father, can only be watchful. Feng Xian's eyes rose with sorrow, "Winning or losing is inconclusive, and the law of the country cannot be overcome." It's good if he wins. But he lost. You have to go back to the dragon chair in Daming Palace. ”

Li He nodded, his voice hoarse: "I, it's my father, and it's the emperor." ”

Feng Xian smiled with a complicated expression: "More than twenty years ago, you ordered Jinyiwei to poison the quasi-queen Chang, and now, you have aimed the butcher's knife at her son. Li He, Li He, what you chose at the beginning was 'Emperor'. ”

Fengxian didn't care about Li He's reaction, he left leisurely with the medicine basket on his back, leaving only a sentence in the wind-

"I went out to gather herbs. The thatched house will be credited to you for the time being. ”

The bank of the water ditch was quiet again. The rotten sunlight sprinkled down on his head, and the water in the ditch rose with wisps of white gas.

There was not a single movement in the hut. No one came out, and it was as if no one was inside.

Li He sat on the big stone at the door, his face was haggard, his eyes were serene, and the white hair on his sideburns brushed the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, without the slightest appearance of the Ninety-Five Supreme.

He looked back at the thatched hut and called softly, "It's afternoon." You haven't eaten in the morning...... What do you want to eat? You can't go hungry...... There is some rice grain in Fengxian's kitchen...... But don't make your own fire, you clumsy, don't burn yourself......"

Li He chattered with a smile in his eyebrows. It's like the most ordinary father in the world, who has a conflict with his son, thinking about whether he has eaten well. Even if he is angry and ignores himself, he is worried that he is hungry.

Even when he lit a fire to cook rice, he didn't forget to tease him: clumsy, he didn't divide the grains, and he burned himself if he couldn't make a fire.

There was silence in the hut, and there was no response at all, except for the occasional sound of turning the pages of a book, which almost made it seem like there was no one inside.