Hangzhou Palace is built on the bank of the lonely mountain by the West Lake, the layout is exquisite, the mountain and the garden are integrated, even if it is not big, it also seems to be winding and quiet. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the middle of the moon and the sky, the eagle incense garden of the emperor's dormitory exudes a faint fragrance of nanmu, which is mixed with the fragrance of flowers in the garden, and the Chinese people are drunk.

There is a six-step wide corridor in front of the court, and it is easy to identify the direction of the main hall.

Rong Xijue hid on the dense foliage of the ancient acacia and looked down at the entire courtyard.

The main hall has five entrances, and each one is lit with a lamp.

There are a lot of bonsai shelves in the garden, a cluster of false Shandong is stacked in the west, the wooden plank road shuttles in the meantime, the courtyard is planted with cypress, persimmon, paulownia, Tsubaki, Huai, poplar six trees, take the meaning of "one hundred cities with spring" and "one hundred generations of Huaiyang", symbolizing the great Yin rivers and mountains for a hundred generations.

Under the moonlight, there was no one in the eagle garden, faintly revealing a cold coolness.

The name of this garden is Rong Xijue, who remembered the tiger he had raised for many years, and he regretted taking the animal out to sea and causing it to be buried thousands of miles away from home, which was completely unsuitable for it to live.

A sneer crossed his lips as he left the locust tree where he was hiding, and landed on the wooden plank in the center of the courtyard with his hands fluttering.

At the same time, many bonsai on the side of the plank road "puffed" out a lot of yellow smoke.

Rong Xijue had already taken precautions, so naturally he would not be hit, ignoring this strange smoke, shuttling through it, and walking slowly towards the main hall.

The people in the shadows were already dumbfounded, and the two half-hundred-year-old men standing behind the five-flower gables on the side of the garden were all surprised, and one of them waved his hand to stop the movement of the guards lurking on the other side of the wall.

Rong Xijue strode the meteor and quickly stepped on the steps of the main hall, and pushed open the closed vermilion brocade with a "squeak", and the five bats held the door of the shou skirt board.

The situation in the temple was very much beyond his expectations.

All the furnishings in the bright room were removed, and in the middle of the glamorous lapis lazuli floor, only a long case covered with yellow ribbons remained, and an ebony rose chair was left on the side of the case.

On the case, there is an ebony box, a river Qinghai Yan silver candlestick, the lid on the ebony box is opened, not far away, there is a teapot with a pair of dragon fish ears, next to a cup of the same style, on the mouth of the teapot, there is also a fine white smoke.

Needless to say, someone had expected him to come, and deliberately arranged this scene, just to lead him to see the things in the box.

Rong Xijue looked left and right for a while, Roman was lowered, the candle smoke was curling, and it was obviously quiet, but he felt a turbulent undercurrent.

What about even the more people who ambushed?

Thousands of troops, too!

He didn't speak, and went straight to stand in front of Huang Wei's desk.

In the ebony box lay a few gold-painted codexes, which looked a little older, and the bright candlelight clearly illuminated the words on the cover: "Remembering the Twin Mandarins".

If it was just a legendary book, or a cheat book of the rivers and lakes, maybe Rong Xijue wouldn't be in the mood to reach out and get it.

But "Shuangyuan" is his mother's maiden name.

"Remembering the Twin Mandarin Ducks" ......

Who is obsessed? Who left this stack of codex, and the answer is about to come out.

Rong Xijue involuntarily stretched out his hand and took out the top one.

Turning the title page, there is a poem on it: "You bury the mud and bones under the spring, and I send the world full of snow." ”

The pen walks the dragon and snake, which is the unique "Golden Wrong Knife" book of Emperor Shunzuo.

A poem inadvertently touched Rong Xijue's feelings, thinking that when the person lost his mother, the pain was about the same as himself.

Although many clues of the indecent love between this pair of daughters-in-law have been revealed before, Rong Xijue resisted in her heart and did not investigate in detail, and her life experience has always been a mystery.

Rong Chenning specially laid out this scene, did he want to find out to him?

Rong Xijue held on to the codex for a pause, and simply sat down on the rose chair next to the desk to take a closer look.

The guards on the other side of the gable, in addition to the two half-hundred-year-old men, there is also Liu Neng, the son of Liu Tong.

The door of the palace is open, and Rong Xijue is like Zhuge Liang sitting in the empty city, with a leisurely attitude.

Liu Neng's flat face was ugly, and he asked in a suppressed voice: "Senior Bi, how come this poisonous smoke doesn't work for him?"

Hanging Silk Sword Bi Wen is ranked seventh among the Eight Sages of Yingzhou, and is the best at Qimen Dunjia and arranging troops, he has always admired Rong Chenning's talent for using poison, but for his forbearance and ability to grasp the overall situation, he is even more devotive.

Seeing that Liu Neng couldn't hold his breath, Bi Wen sarcastically said viciously: "Since the emperor has laid these things in the palace, he has naturally guessed that the smoke outside is difficult to do, and let him read it." ”

It is a few days after the beginning of summer at the end of the fourth month of the lunar calendar, the grasshoppers in the garden are singing, and the guards on the other side of the gable are all wearing neat black summer satin robes.

The beautiful man in the main hall of the partial birth was dressed in a burlap suit, leisurely and casual, and it took a long time to finish reading a book, and he closed his eyes while closing the codex.

Liu Neng gritted his teeth in annoyance, secretly hating these two old men in his heart was probably afraid of Rong Xijue, but he didn't dare to offend them at will, not to mention that letting the other party see these things was also Emperor Jinglu's meaning, he had to touch the sweat and wait patiently.

I waited for nearly an hour, and it was already the middle of the night.

Rong Xijue finished reading the entire dozen or so codexes in the ebony box, and his heart was rolling, but there was not a trace on his face.

Emperor Shunzuo began to describe the bits and pieces between them five years after his mother's death, and the true feelings between the lines were full of affection, which really poured the love of the emperor's life.

In those five years, the pain and helplessness of Emperor Shunzuo who did not dare to easily touch the knot in his heart were also fully revealed.

It turns out that he is indeed the illegitimate son of the "Great Father"!

It turned out that her mother was the illegitimate daughter of Murong Li, the third peerless man!

Illegitimate born after illegitimate child, Rong Chenning finally left a message for him at the bottom of the box, so that he could retreat from the difficulty, and not because of his own selfish desires, so that the scandal of his parents back then turned over the stage......

What a Rong Chenning!

People who are a little weak-minded will definitely be hit hard when they see this.

What's more, Rong Chenning clearly told him that Ling Xiang in the past was dead.

She was dead in the past, but she is still alive now.

When Rong Xijue read the last two books, he had already breathed for a week, and he expelled the irritability from his chest.

He is indifferent, he doesn't have much desire to be a man, and he even has a lot of appetite, but he is only persistent, but Ling makeup.

If Rong Chenning stood in front of him at this moment, he would tell this half-brother that the feelings between people are not for trading, and his life experience and emperor are not worth mentioning as far as he is concerned.

But if you compete with him for a beloved wife, you can't do it!

Rong Xijue stood up from the rose chair.

The people on the other side of the gable didn't know whether they were relieved or nervous again, and the guards stirred slightly.

"You are not my opponent, don't send you to death needlessly, let Rong Chenning ...... Or Murong Li, come directly. Rong Xijue said loudly. (To be continued.) )