Chapter Forty-Nine: The Wind and Snow Kills
Tang Ying was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood that the laughter and scolding just now were all a manifestation of Li Xian's extreme excitement, in fact, he had been tense for a long time.
"Alright." Tang Ying patted his hand gently, "Otherwise, let's talk about the old days today." Anyway, I don't dare to break through here. ”
Li Xian glanced at her gratefully and seemed to calm down. He let go of Tang Ying's hand and poured her a glass of water, but he still didn't feel at ease before handing it to her, so he took a sip.
Since Li Hong was poisoned, everyone in the palace is in danger, and Li Xian doesn't even drink tea. Tang Ying took the cup and sat on the guest seat, looked at the cold palace, and couldn't help asking: "Why are there so few attendants in the palace, are there all credible people?" Li Xian smiled when he heard this: "That's not it. When the sun went down, I told the servants to go back. Everybody is afraid to stay here, and we're not the opponent of that man, so why bother innocent people? ”
Tang Ying smiled: "It's a bit of a prince's style." But don't you have a lot of customers? Coming to you too? ”
Li Xian sat beside her, pulled out the hairpin of the hair crown, took off the golden crown and played with it in his hand, "Sure enough, disaster is the touchstone of human affection, and those fox friends don't mention it." Only Wang Bo occasionally came to see me, but last year he was sent to other state capitals by his mother and did not return to Chang'an often. ”
Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, where is Di Renjie sacred?" I searched a lot and found out that he was the one who visited the ministers with you. ”
Tang Ying told her and Di Renjie all about the past. Li Xian said with some yearning: "I really want to get acquainted with such a bold and knowledgeable character." ”
Tang Ying recalled the historical chronology, thinking that Di Renjie would be qualified to serve as an official of Dali Temple in Luoyang, and Li Xian was extremely short in the political arena, so I am afraid that there will be no chance.
Instead of breaking the matter, she talked about the white fire they had studied together and what had since turned into anger.
Li Xian was very excited when he heard this, "Great! At least not without a chance of winning. Shadow, what do you need me to do? ”
Tang Ying motioned for him to be calm, "You just need to be a good prince." Now that I have broken with your mother, and your father is not in good health, the power of the court can only be balanced by you. ”
Li Xian clenched his fists and said hesitantly: "With your support, I will definitely not let Ming Chongyan's demon steal my Tang Dynasty." ”
He can only see the crisis in front of him, but he can't see the changes after decades like Tang Ying. Tang Ying thought of his ending, a little unbearable, and lowered his head to hide his expression, but he was still caught by him, "What's wrong with you?" Why does it look a little sad. ”
She suddenly had a ringing in her ears, as if she heard something buried in the depths of her memory, she thought and thought, and kept sinking into the deepest part of the sea of memory, although she felt that she was about to suffocate, but the memory became clearer and clearer. By the way, she remembered that it was the hallucination she had seen in a burial tomb near the Qianling Tomb before the crossing, and she saw a man riding a horse rushing towards her from the mural!
The man said, "When the sun and the moon are in the sky, there is my way of life!" ”
"Ah Ying!" A loud roar pulled her back to reality, and it turned out that Li Xian was shaking her shoulders when he saw her abnormal expression.
She shook her head and smiled reluctantly, "It's nothing, just remembering some of the past." As he said this, the cold sweat fell down in large pieces. The sun and the moon in the sky is the name Wu Mei gave herself - Wu Cong, she seems to be able to see Li Xian's tragic fate in the future.
Li Xian thoughtfully wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief and comforted: "As long as we face it together." Don't worry about the rest. All right? ”
Tang Ying nodded, pondered for a while, and said to him seriously: "After we get rid of Ming Chongyan, I want you to promise me one thing." ”
Li Xian asked, "What's the matter?" Tell me about it? ”
She shook her head, "You promise me first." I'll tell you when I get rid of Ming Chongyan. ”
Li Xian thought that Tang Ying had no relatives or friends in this world, and he had nothing to ask for. The only thing I can think of is what Li Zhi once hinted at, asking him to marry her. She is a woman anyway, and it is not difficult to understand that she is ashamed to speak up at this moment. So he readily agreed.
Since then, Tang Ying has entered the East Palace as a staff member. Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there has been no precedent for a woman to be an official, so the historian did not record this matter. However, the influence on her is well known to everyone in the court.
At this time, although Empress Wu was in power, he still had to discuss with the prince when he encountered a major event of sending troops to neighboring countries or building a large number of buildings. Because standing behind the crown prince were a group of royalist ministers, who stood on the side of the so-called "Heavenly Dao" at that time, and their necks were very stiff.
Since she didn't have Tang Ying's assistance, Wu Mei felt more and more struggling. Once, Tang Ying's special "hunch" always allowed her to skillfully avoid danger before the situation became bad. Of course, all these conveniences came from Tang Ying's familiarity with historical developments, and it was impossible for another person in the world to have this ability, even Ming Chongyan, who had amazing mana, did not have this ability.
Watching Li Xian, with the assistance of Tang Ying, change from a young prince with mediocre political views to a political master who has repeatedly hit the nail on the head, her heart is full of jealousy and unwillingness.
Ming Chongyan had heard a little about Tang Ying's "prediction" ability, but he couldn't help in this regard, after all, he didn't have Li Chunfeng's astrological skills, nor did he have Yuan Tiangang's deductive divination skills. What he can do is what he is best at, manipulating life and death.
The demon subduing team led by Qingyun suppressed the evil spirit army he had arranged near Chang'an, and he couldn't raise his head. There are a large number of evil spirits who have no bodies and wander in Chang'an City, some can find suitable bodies to attach to them, and some cannot succeed. Overall, he estimated that at least half of Chang'an's men would become his reserve army, and the result was much more than he expected.
Tang Ying took the East Palace as the center of the circle, gradually expanding the radiation range of the vitality, and this kind of power could directly make the evil spirits scatter. Even if it's an ant eating an elephant.
But what gave him more headache was not Tang Ying, but the mysterious ball of light. He knew that Tang Ying's ability was not so powerful at all. Judging from the speed at which the evil spirit is disappearing now, the ability of the light ball is more than twice as high as Tang Ying's.
But this cunning ball of light never appeared head-on, and he had to set another trap to prevent future troubles.
If you want the ball of light to appear, Tang Ying must face a crisis. And now the only one who can mobilize Tang Ying is Li Xian alone. He secretly made up his mind, not only to recuperate and accumulate strength, but also to make a lot of dangerous magic arrays at the location he had planned. Arranged to do so, he personally stepped out to turn the vital bait into a puppet at his behest of orders.
This person is Li Xian's confidant and friend, Wang Bo.
At the end of the second year of Shangyuan (675 years of the park), wind and snow swept Chang'an. The white and unsullied snow quietly covered the bloody net, which tightened little by little as Wang Bo returned.