The winter solstice, the year is approaching.

The days are short and the nights are long, the sun rises and the snow falls.

The palace has already ordered that a royal banquet will be set up to reward the hundreds of officials for their hard work, and today the hundred officials can bring their families into the palace, and the monarchs and ministers will enjoy together.

Wan Zhang still wanted to explore Sima Yao and the Jin Palace again, and knew that his relationship with Xie Yan had long been indescribable in the eyes of others, so he had already died and was no longer afraid of boiling water, and he didn't know how many times he put down his dignity and went to ask Xie Yan in person, and he really got his wish.

Accompanied into the palace, got off at the door of the car and walked, passed through the triple palace wall until Hualin Garden, met many officials along the way, and Xie An and Xie Yan had a greeting, even if they were far away, after seeing them in the distance, they also came to greet with their families, even Wanzhang, because others did not know her identity, also received a lot of tasteful ladies to greet her, even she could be polished and courteous, it can be seen that Xie's prestige in the court is indeed very high.

So almost all the way to the Hualin Garden Palace, the banquet has been arranged, Wang Xie and the two families should sit in the first place, even Langya King Sima Daozi, Sima Daofu and other royal families can only be willing to follow.

The ministers were all present, Sima Yao raised his glass and got up, and all the ministers and relatives stood up:

"Your Excellency has worked hard for a year, and I have specially prepared thin wine to comfort the adults for the country and the people, and the hard work is high."

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Everyone under the seat shouted long live, raised their glasses and drank them all, Sima Yao also drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and then said with a smile: "Everyone, please sit down, today, we will definitely not get drunk and return together." ”

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"

The high-ranking officials of the DPRK and the central government, who do not smile on weekdays, today took their families and obeyed the emperor's unrestrained orders, and also put down the shelves, rejoiced with relatives and colleagues, and chatted about changing cups and lamps is just a common thing.

The dancing queen in the center of the Hualin Garden Hall is demonic, the palace music is melodious, the spring is melting, and the outside of the hall is already snowy, and there is a vast area.

Holding the warm wine in his hand, Wanzhang glanced over the beauty of the dance hall, and fell into the snow-white Jin Palace outside.

And the palace, like two worlds.

Stunned indifferently, he suddenly heard the slightly worried voices of several women on the high position not far away, and slowly turned around, only to see that Sima Yao seemed to be drunk, and Chen Shuyuan and Zhang Guiren, who were accompanying him, were persuading him.

Sima Yao is a good drinker, and Wanzhang knows about this, but he didn't expect that his hobby would be to such an extent, and he would not restrain himself on such occasions, and he watched silently for a long time, and finally saw that Sima Yao had drunk himself so much that he couldn't sit still.

In the end, the Empress Dowager Chongde, who was behind the throne, couldn't stand it anymore, and got up and spoke to the ministers with the support of the palace maid:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm really sorry, the emperor is not strong enough to drink, I'm afraid I have to go first, please continue to drink and have fun."

The audience was silent for a moment at first, and then they all expressed their understanding, and Sima Daozi, as a representative, got up and comforted with a smile:

"The Queen Mother is serious, I am happy today, the imperial brother has only drunk a few more glasses, it is understandable, but it is because of taking care of the dragon's body."

Empress Dowager Chongde nodded slightly, looked at the swaying Sima Yao, and said, "Zhang Guiren, Chen Shuyuan, send the emperor back to rest." ”

"Yes."

Zhang Guiren and Chen Shuyuan bowed respectfully, and together with several eunuchs, they supported Sima Yao to get off the table, and slowly walked out of the hall carefully, all the way the ministers got up to see each other, but the emperor was already drunk and unconscious.

Wan Zhang looked at Sima Yao being carried away, and always felt that he couldn't sit still, holding the wine glass and hesitating for a while, he finally couldn't help but stand up and whispered to Xie Yan:

"It's a little stuffy in this hall, I'll go out for a while."

"Wait." Xie Yan stopped himself, and Wan Zhang thought he was trying to stop him, and just wanted to explain, but he heard his tone warm and concerned, and said, "It's cold outside, tell them to bring a big coat, and you put on it and go again." ”

Wanzhang lowered his head and stopped talking, and when Xie Yan sent someone to send a fire fox to the big fox, he just picked it up and wanted to wear it while walking, but he didn't expect Xie Yan to pull her again, and he was puzzled, so he saw that he was not in a hurry to move, and actually helped her put it on himself, tied the red rope around her neck, and put a circle of fox fur around her neck, looked at it for a while, and smiled: "Go." ”

Wanzhang, who was in a hurry, was stunned this time, and stood in front of him for a long time before he gradually reacted and turned to leave.

Because Xie Yan disturbed himself and delayed for a while, after Wanzhang left the palace gate, he couldn't find Sima Yao's shadow, but fortunately, it was a snow day after all, and he followed the new marks on the snow all the way, and soon saw Sima Yao and the two concubines faltering from a distance around a corner.

For fear that the three of them would see themselves while pulling, they caught a glimpse of a laurel pillar on the side, so they hurriedly hid behind.

"Hui'er, Hui'er......"

"Your Majesty, walk slowly and watch your step!"

Sima Yao kept shouting a name in his mouth, and Wan Zhang didn't know who he was shouting, when he heard Sima Yao holding Chen Shuyuan's hand and continuing to talk loudly, but his emotions were regretful and painful:

"I have always treated you as a tool sent by the world, playing with you on the spot, sharing the same bed and dreaming until you die...... It wasn't until you died that you understood, you didn't understand...... It's too late. "Wan Zhang has never seen a person, a man, a king, look so fragile and helpless, almost painful. Because it was too far away, she couldn't see whether there were tears in Sima Yao's eyes, but such a sad voice, even if there were no tears, I believe it was extremely sad, "It's too late......"

"Your Majesty, concubine...... The concubine is not the queen's mother......"

Chen Shuyuan held Sima Yao and held her hand, almost in fear, and her face was pale.

"Sister!"

Zhang Guiren on the side stopped her with a voice, and said in a low voice: "The emperor is drunk like this, you and I both understand the emperor's affection for the queen's mother, and at this time, the emperor regards you as whoever you are, you are who." ”

Chen Shuyuan looked at Zhang Guiren in panic in her eyes, gritted her teeth, let go of her hand, and hugged Sima Yao softly, her tone was extremely gentle, covering her deep helplessness:

"Your Majesty, let's go back to the palace."

Then Sima Yaofang quieted down, his face was calm and smiling, and the three of them gradually drifted apart, and finally walked out of her sight, but Wanzhang stood in place with a far-reaching gaze.

Sima Yao, what kind of person is he?

How many painful secrets are hidden in my heart? I can't say it in front of people, I can only get drunk and rest, thinking that wine will relieve a thousand sorrows, but it is a sorrow that adds to sorrow.

The late Queen Wang, what kind of person is she? asked Sima Yao to miss her, and he didn't know until after he died.

The cold wind penetrated the hall, and the few glasses of wine she had just drunk seemed to freeze into ice slag in her stomach, obviously it was the imperial wine in the palace, but she felt bitter, and it was no longer as good as the few jars of wine dug up in the small bamboo house back then.

I have seen too many requests but can't get it, life and death are separated, and I am no longer the little girl who didn't know the world back then.

Suddenly felt a warmth in his hand, and turned his head sideways, it turned out to be Xie Yan, wearing a white fox big hat, with light in his eyes, snow and himself, and suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar. Oh yes, that's what it was like when I first met him. He has not changed, he is still graceful, elegant and gentle, but he has clearly begun to change.

There is snow under the eaves, snow in the distance, and the palace walls stretch out, all with snow.

She looked at the white palace, and asked without sorrow or joy:

"Xie Yan, do people in this world know how to cherish after they are lost?"

Xie Yan looked at her, her eyes were pure doubts, she was a child after all. There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was smooth: "People in the world, many people have shallow vision, mediocre people disturb themselves, looking for a life, and they don't know their favorites, that is, they are around." ”

Wanzhang stopped talking, I didn't know if I understood his words, slowly turned around, and looked at him silently, for a long time, they were speechless.

People in the world have many shallow visions, mediocre people disturb themselves, looking for a lifetime, always want to get the best things, but even if they get it, what can they do? For example, in this palace, how many people have tried their best to dominate the world, but what when they really sit in this position and own this magnificent palace? Like Sima Yao, he even lost his favorite, and in the end he ended up being a lonely king and a lonely life.

There was Xie Yan standing beside her, but she was thinking about others in her heart, first thinking that Sima Yao was in the palace, it turned out that he was only in a high place, and then she couldn't help but think of Murong Chong, and after she helped him destroy Qin Fuyan, occupy Afang, occupy Chang'an, and the Qin Palace, which stretches for three thousand miles, how much more magnificent and lonely should it be than this Jin Palace?

Is his task to send him step by step to the loneliest position in the world?

Chang'an City, Qin Palace, Weiyang Xuanshu Palace.

Qin King Fu Jian held the military information from the front in his hand, his face was ugly, and none of the rows of courtiers standing in the hall dared to make a sound, they only dared to secretly look at their king's face, and guessed that it must be bad news.

There was silence for a long time, and the hall was so quiet that even the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard clearly, and suddenly, only a loud noise was heard from above, and everyone was so frightened that they immediately looked up.

The eyes of the person on the seat were as dark as an eagle, and his expression was hidden behind the crown, just now it was he who slapped the military situation on the table with a heavy palm, and the anger emanated from all over his body, presumably it was extremely angry, but the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a cold arc.

"The military letter from the front said that my Great Qin's army was defeated by the Jin army in Jingzhou again."

The hall was still silent, and after a while, a bold military general stood up and bowed respectfully:

"Your Majesty, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and the war between Great Qin and Jin in Jingzhou has been going on for many years, either offensive or defensive, there are victories and defeats."

"I know."

Fu Jian continued to sneer, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart, he no longer wanted to compete with the Jin State for these petty profits, if he wanted to fight, he should pour his national strength.

He snorted disdainfully and conceitedly from his nose, and his voice was as cold as a layer of ice: "But I don't want to fight these painless little battles with the Jin Kingdom again." He suppressed his anger and even excited ambition, and said slowly, "If you want to fight, you will fight a big one, and a battle will determine life and death." ”

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

After hearing Fu Jian's words, the ministers in the palace panicked and dissuaded one after another, and a few smart people knew that their monarch had never allowed disobedience, so they could only move out of the late prime minister Wang Meng.

"Prime Minister Wang Cheng said when he was alive that although the national strength of Great Qin is stronger than that of the Jin State, my country has just unified the north, and the time is not yet ripe, not to mention that the Jin State has the Yangtze River and cannot go south!"

There were also courtiers who persuaded with providence:

"According to the astrological view, it is probably not appropriate to go south this year. In addition, the Jin State has the Yangtze River as an obstacle, and its monarch has won the popularity of the people, so it is better not to act rashly and blindly advance lightly, it is better to stick to the national strength first, repair the armament, and attack before making plans. ”

However, Fu Jian has always been decisive in killing, and he does not allow others to put his beak in his beak, and he is desperate and difficult to disobey.

"It has been seven years since the prime minister passed away, and now the time is ripe, and it is a good time for my Great Qin to destroy the Jin Kingdom in one go. As for the natural danger of the Yangtze River, I have a million troops, many generals, and many people. ”

"The Emperor's ......"

"I have made up my mind, and I will persuade him to kill again!"