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Song Di ...... Adi ......" an illusory and ethereal voice came from the darkness again.

The voice was getting closer and closer, his obsidian eyes were full of panic, he held his head in his hands, and wanted to scream in pain, but his dry throat was like tender grass under the blazing summer sun, fragile and vulnerable.

In the dim and elegant light of the exquisitely crafted European-style antique wall lamp, he suddenly turned over and sat up, his breathing was short and disordered, and he wiped the sweat stains on his forehead indiscriminately, ignoring the sweat-stained clothes, he eagerly picked up the clear and elegant blue and white porcelain cup on the bedside table, and drank a little swallowing dates.

When he calmed down, he found that even though the voice in the dream just now was empty, it was not difficult to hear a sense of loneliness and helplessness.

However, no matter how unbearable you are, you can't do anything about it in the end, isn't it? He thought.

His narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, got up and got out of bed, skillfully refilled a cup of tea, in the low groan of boiling water, the turquoise tea rolls made layers of beautiful ripples, and the blue patterns on the blue and white porcelain cups were verdant.

The neon signs outside the window have long been quietly put in place, exuding a colorful and charming glow, attracting customers who love nightlife. In addition to the sound of air conditioning that is still buzzing and busy in this blazing summer, after a day of hustle and bustle, the city slowly regained its calm, quietly, he picked up the teacup, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window a little comfortably, smelled the tea in the cup, raised his eyes slightly, overlooking the modern city, the white curtains fluttered in the wind.

How long has it been, it must have been months, right? Memories are getting more and more blurry, and his eyes are becoming a little obscure.

Scold! See, in the midst of this never-ending nightmare, he will eventually become insensitive, he sighed heavily, and quietly clenched his glass.

"Oops, why are there two panda eyes today." The person who came pulled a loud voice and teased casually.

Song Di stopped flipping through the book in his hand, raised his head, glanced at the person who walked in, continued to read at the desk, and said casually: "How can you have such leisure today...... Well, that's good, it's time for class. ”

He sat opposite Song Di, stretched his neck to look at the clear and neat marks in the textbook, his eyes lit up, and the smile on his face was carved deeper.

While Song Di was engrossed in writing at the desk, he snatched the pen from his hand.

Song Di came to his senses for a long time, was silent for a moment, stroked his chest to suppress his anger, and glanced at him, "Guo Ziwei...... You're stealing too much food, aren't you? ”

Guo Ziwei was frightened, and put his ears up straighter, trying to hear what he just said, but the pen in his hand was not held steady, and it fell to the ground all of a sudden.

He thought about it, and nodded secretly, only now that he knew about stealing vegetables.

Looking at the classmates who walked into the classroom one after another, Guo Ziwei's slender and white fingertips picked up the fine and fluffy hair, smiled weakly, and looked arrogant: "Hehe...... You're out, right, who's going to steal vegetables now? All playing League of Legends. ”

"Didn't I inquire, is Mediterranean going to choose someone who is going to be a professional trainee with him today, and I think that our brothers must be indispensable." He said with great interest.

"Respect the teacher."

"Cut...... It's called bohemianism. ”

The female classmates who walked into the classroom one after another rolled their eyes and complained unceremoniously: "Well, you two don't envy us single dogs like this." ”

Song Di directly blackened his face, glanced at Guo Ziwei, and directly said with his eyes, I still want you to be shameless.

Guo Ziwei directly ignored the black lines on his face and turned his head with a smile.

Touching his chin, he carefully looked at the female classmate several times from top to bottom, walked over and put his arm around her shoulder, his eyes were ambiguous and provocative, and he looked like a bad teenager: "Girl, or ...... Did you take it? ”

Looking at his contrived appearance, Song Di felt a chill, and hurriedly made a gesture to shake off the goosebumps all over his body.

The female classmate smacked him with tears and laughter, and asked bitterly, "What about your festival?" ”

He smiled and said a little shamelessly: "It's good to be chaste." ”

In the end, Guo Ziwei guessed correctly. In his words, it was the two of us who were handsome, chic, and knowledgeable in excellent free labor, and the boss certainly liked it.

"Hey, do you say that when we arrive in Baoji, do we go to book a room first or go directly to Taibai Mountain?" Along the way, Guo Ziwei chattered and asked questions.

"Look what time it is." He said lightly.

Guo Ziwei squinted and glanced at the mechanical watch on his wrist, and exclaimed, causing the people around him to turn around, he scratched his head embarrassedly, blinked, and said sullenly: "It's already three o'clock, so let's go climb the mountain tomorrow?" ”

"You don't have to climb that high if you want to see the moon!" Song Di coughed lightly, his tone indifferent.

"The D6811 train has entered the station, passengers arriving in Baoji, please bring your luggage and prepare to get off the train......"

A gentle and refreshing female voice came out of the radio, and all the passengers were busy packing up their belongings and preparing to get off the bus.

The Qinling Mountains, known as the Dragon Vein of China, are an east-west mountain range that runs through central China, covering an area of 57,000 square kilometers. It starts from Baishi Mountain in the north of Lintan County, Gansu Province in the west, and extends into Shaanxi Province across Maiji Mountain in the south of Tianshui. At the junction of Shaanxi and Henan, it is divided into three branches, the north branch of the Kunshan Mountain, also known as the Pi Mountain, the middle branch of the Bears Ear Mountain, and the south branch of the Funiu Mountain. The main peak, Taibai Mountain, is located in Mei County, Baoji City, Shaanxi Province.

From a distance, the Changbai Mountain, which is like breaking through the sky, is as majestic and amazing as a huge stone pillar rising from the ground. Mount Everest is distinct, and the wild blue vegetation is densely spread in most of the straight sections, and it is verdant. Looking at the top of the mountain, the dense clouds and fog are overwhelming, the sparkling blue sky, the light white clouds, frolicking on the snow-capped peak, thousands of delicate forms.

"Notes on the Book of Water" records: "Taibai Mountain" is the most beautiful in the mountains, with snow in winter and summer, and it is bright to see. For the first time, Guo Ziwei boldly burst out of his mouth with an ancient sentence.

Song Di pretended to look at him in surprise, thought about it, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are the landforms recorded in the "Notes on the Water Classic"? ”

Seeing Guo Ziwei's stiff smile on the corner of his mouth and his eyes flickering, he had no choice but to give up.

I really don't know how he did so well in the exam, when he is really unseemly?

"The Commentary on the Water Classic" originally had 40 volumes, but 5 volumes were missing during the Song Dynasty, and it was still 40 volumes after being revised and compiled by later generations. Among them, the highlands depicted are mountains, mountains, peaks, ridges, sakas, okas, hills, fu, and plains, and the lowlands are rivers, fields, fertile fields, flat rivers, and harayu, and there are nearly 2,000 place names that record mountains and hills...... The language is extremely talented, and the peripheral physics is really a masterpiece. ”

Guo Ziwei pondered, nodded hurriedly, and clapped his hands with great interest: "Okay...... Belch...... It's really erudite and knowledgeable, and everyone's demeanor......"

The lush forests are eerily silent.

"Hey, Dizi, what are you looking at?" The young man who walked in front looked back at the stunned man behind him, and asked with a frown.

Song Di neatly compacted the backpack on his body, and involuntarily replied with some vigilance and ease: "Guo Ziwei, you ...... Do you ever feel like a thorn in your back? ”

"Haha, yes......" Guo Ziwei leaned on the branch next to him, shrugged his shoulders, deliberately dragged out the end of the note, and said with an indifferent expression. Song Di was used to seeing his careless posture, and he couldn't help but feel a little powerless to complain in his heart, as always, he didn't want to deal with him anymore, and he wanted to go first without his gesture.

Seeing this, Guo Ziwei rushed up with an arrow to stop him, but because the terrain was quite steep, he almost planted a dog to eat. His rare face turned red, scratched his head in embarrassment, and then he said loudly at Song Di: "Hey, I said buddy, you are not kind." ”

Song Di glanced at him, rubbed his stabbing ears, patted his hand on his shoulder intimately, and teased with a rare hook of lips: "I think you are chasing Zhao Xuemei on the way, a long way, ......" made a regretful tone.

Hearing the rare ridicule of his friend, he didn't care about the degree of his black face when he heard others joking with him about it, shook the broken hair in front of his forehead, looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle in what he thought was the most handsome posture, and said with a disdainful and smug face: "I look so handsome, those elementary school girls who chase me can go around the city wall of Xi'an, where can she line up, and how will a handsome guy like me care about her?" Cut ......"

It seems that I really don't care.

Seeing his friend smug about his market in the opposite sex, Song Di glanced at him, raised his eyebrows and said perfunctorily: "Yes, what is she?" I'll tell her Ming'er, let her find one quickly, and save your eyes all day long. ”

"Damn, I said flute, what are you looking for?" He pointed at Song Di, patted his chest painfully and feigned anger.

The corners of Song Di's mouth were slightly slanted, and the lines of his stiff face softened a lot, looking like he was helpless.

I was really too lazy to mess with him, looked around, and finally my eyes fell on Guo Ziwei, pointing to the colorful sunset suspended in the west at the junction of the sky and the mountain, and said in a flat and soft voice: "We have to find a place to settle down first, right?" ”

Guo Ziwei turned to look at the fiery sky, nodded and said without rebuttal: "Let's go quickly, it's dark and the mountain road is not easy to walk." ”

Thousands of miles of streamers were shining, sparse mottled light and shadow scattered through the branches and leaves, their anxious and unchaotic backs soaked in the warm afterglow of the sunset, coated with a soft orange halo, and the shadows were stretched extremely long.

In summer, the mountains and forests are still humid and hot during the day, but as the time turns late, the temperature drops sharply compared to the daytime when the wind is still cold in the middle of the mountain at night.

The rising green smoke suspended in the air without any pressure, and then, without half hesitation, drifted through the layers of branches until it dissipated into the endless night sky.

Song Di held a dead branch in his white hand, constantly adding firewood, randomly fiddling with the lifeless flames in front of him, listening to its 'magnetic' blasting sound, his face was not wavering, and he looked at the flames in front of him in a daze.

The flickering flames rose and fell, and his resolute countenance softened.

Feeling the heat coming slowly, he threw away the waste wood in his hand to wipe the stains in his hands, got up, and walked into the simple and easy-to-carry tent that had been set up for wild survival by the light of the flames.

"Alas! You said that why is it so troublesome to visit Qinling once, I am so beautiful as a flower, and I have been reduced to spending the night in the mountains and being Tao Yuanming once. As soon as I entered the tent, I heard Guo Ziwei's deep sigh.

Song Di raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips were slightly slanted, he looked at Guo Ziwei who was lying flat, and said in a soft voice: "Heh!" What, regret it? His gaze was blocked by the flying food bag, and then it landed in his hand with unmistakable accuracy.

Guo Ziwei stared at him tightly, his eyes flashing with complex emotions that he couldn't understand.

"Dizi, I said are you crooked and don't like women?" On his handsome face, his black and white eyes rolled up and down, hesitated for a while, and said slowly and playfully.

Song Di's expression stiffened, the anger in his eyes increased sharply, he looked at Guo Ziwei with an innocent face, and burst into a foul mouth: "!" ”

Guo Ziwei was shocked, a smile reluctantly squeezed out of his face, and said curtly: "Don't stare at me with that expression, I'll be anxious with you if you do this again." He cleared his throat again, and teased completely unreasonably: "It's that you don't have much contact with girls, you see ...... on the news now."

Song Di lowered his eyelids, ignored his chatter, opened the bag in his hand, took a bite of the bread, and chewed without changing his face.

The dry throat was tight and uncomfortable, and after finishing the bread and swallowing dates in his hand, he smiled faintly: "Hurry up and finish it, I have to climb the mountain tomorrow." ”

He lay down on the flat army-green mat, his face raised to the sky, shining in the light of the incandescent lamp above.

Guo Ziwei stared at him closely, obviously looking for some clues to confirm his great idea.

After turning over and over, he couldn't see that Zhang Zhai was empty-hearted, so he felt bored, and turned around and fell asleep.

The solid tent blocked the cold wind, and the warmth was abnormal, and the originally clear consciousness gradually became blurry and hazy.

Da Bottom slept until midnight, and the voice came faintly, and the cold wind blew on his face, and it hurt.

When I opened my eyes, it was an unfamiliar environment again, and it was empty and pitch black.

It's cold, this is the only thought in his mind, yes, only cold, his hands are wrapped around his arms, and at this moment he can't tell whether this is a dream or reality. Looking around blankly, only a small piece could be seen vaguely in the endless darkness, and he didn't find any other way out, so he could only keep moving forward, he couldn't break free, gasping in pain, struggling helplessly on the edge of death, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Adi...... Di ...... "Gradually I heard a faint voice in the distance, and the lonely figure swept around, but in this cold night sky, there was no one around, and the source of the sound could not be found for a while.

"Di......" felt that the voice was getting louder and louder, but the hollow voice seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to accurately distinguish the direction.

As usual, Song Di struggled to breathe, and covered his ears with his hands, trying to stop the demonic sound from reaching his ears. Although my heart was prepared, when my body fell into darkness, I couldn't help but feel frightened and helpless. He closed his eyelids in pain, his eyelashes trembled a few times, he gritted his teeth, and muttered to himself, panting, "yes...... This...... This is the demon of the heart. ”

He slowly calmed down, and noticed that his vision gradually became clearer.

"Di ......" The empty voice without a sense of space and direction gradually became clear and audible, and Song Di sorted out his troubled mood and quietly followed the prestige.

However, he learned that there were always things that he could never forget.

He saw it, and he slowly gazed at the face that he would never forget.

Even in the dim light, she was so dazzling that it was impossible to ignore.

The shallow body floated illusory above, perhaps because her self-control ability had increased, he thought, after all, she was no longer floating as randomly as before, as if she would disappear like smoke in the blink of an eye.

I saw that the woman was dressed in white like snow, her eyebrows were like looking at a distant mountain, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, her black hair was as bright as splashing ink and pulled her hair in a bun at will, leisurely and lazy, her posture slowly rotated down gently and gracefully, floating above him a foot away from him, as if she was in the clouds and fog.

She blinked her slender Danfeng triangular eyes, her white and slightly clear lips were lightly raised, and a pair of willow leaf hanging eyebrows were extremely beautiful.

"You are Song Di...... Right? ”

Song Di was stunned and looked at the charming, good-looking woman above, she was really beautiful, he thought.

Ignoring the long-standing troubles.

The woman looked at Song Di's stunned appearance, blinked, and couldn't help but smile: "You don't want to know, why do I know your name?" ”

He watched her body floating in the air, still unable to calm down.

Incoherently said a classic anomaly: "You...... Oh no...... Where do you come from, and where are you going? ”

The woman who looked at him quietly couldn't help but laugh at his words.

He sighed secretly and lowered his eyes to hide his gaffe, looking a little annoyed.

"Look at ......"

He had been secretly looking at the woman, only to see that she had found a bronze vessel out of nowhere, and in the dim light he vaguely felt that the mottled patina on it was extremely exquisite.

Seeing his gaze lingering on the vessel in her hand, the woman hooked her lips and smiled, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to know its story?" ”

Song Di looked at her and nodded involuntarily.

In 1105 B.C., in the city of Anyang, the whole country celebrated.

The 20-year-old Bigan stood in the beautifully built palace, bowing his head respectfully, looking at his brother sitting on the throne with an expressionless face from the corner of his eye.

Di Yi hugged his young son who had just reached 100 days, and his loving and peaceful eyes always surrounded him, and he thought that maybe he would be his next king!

Di Yi teased the white and tender doll in his arms, and from time to time there was a beautiful laugh in his ears, which was really pleasant to the ear.

Turning his gaze to Bigan, who was standing in front of the dragon chair in a regular manner, he pursed his lips and was silent, and was stunned for a moment before he said quietly: "According to the etiquette, this son should be named Di Xin!" ”

"Lonely Chuanyou are coming, presumably ...... You know what happened, don't you? ”

Bigan looked at it skillfully, and then, frowned slightly.

Actually, the king's favorite candidate should be Gongzi Weiziqi, he thought.

Oh, yes! Since the establishment of the Yin Shang dynasty, the ancestor Tang has continued to use the succession system of the last brother, but now with the development of the entire social economy, people's desires have manipulated the system of etiquette and righteousness, and the internal contradictions of the entire ruling class have deteriorated sharply. It stands to reason that the doll in my brother's arms should be the best candidate for an heir, but the problem is that the eldest son, Weiziqi, is born from the same mother.

In fact, his brother's idea was also expected by him, as an emperor, even if he liked a child, it had nothing to do with the succession of the heir. When the eldest prince was born, his mother was not the emperor, and according to the etiquette, his background was humble, and the name of the emperor was not right.

Wei Ziqi is older, diligent and studious, and kind-hearted, and he can already see his talent, but the doll in his brother's arms is evil, and no one knows what he will look like in the future. I'm afraid that people who are quite knowledgeable will strongly recommend Weizi Qi.

But he can be molded, can't he?

Di Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, observing the change in Bi Gan's expression, raised his sword eyebrows and asked with interest: "How?" Have you thought of a solution? But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Hearing this, his eyes flashed on the doll in his brother's arms, and finally stopped at the emperor in a dark robe, and did not speak, sighed silently, and after a long time hid his good mood, his voice was low and elegant, and he said lightly and firmly: "The queen's son Qi and Zhongyan were concubines, and they were already wives, and then they were born with the little son, Taishi argued according to the law: 'A son with a wife cannot be a concubine, and his majesty thinks ......"

His words were hidden and not explicitly stated.

The emperor sitting on the dragon chair looked at the elegant talented young man in the hall, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and thought for a moment, and patted the baby who fell asleep and sucked his fingers, and then the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a satisfied smile.

"From now on, Lone Life Ru will be the teacher of the heir Emperor Xin, and he will be subject to his schoolwork, and the official will be the Taishi." Di Yi Lang's voice was read.

The young Bigan was stunned when he heard this, looked at the heir in his brother's arms, and immediately smiled bitterly.

Oh, yes! Back then, when he first showed his edge in government affairs, shouldn't he have thought about it a long time ago.

"No"

Low, flat voices could not hear the ups and downs of emotions, after which their lives were intertwined.

Song Di looked up at the thin, shallow body suspended in the air, and his expression was slightly struggling. It's a dream, yes, it's a dream, he thought. However, how could it be so real if it was a dream, and the mirror-like state of mind that he had just calmed was now surging in waves.

Silently silent, staring at all the people in front of him, the person on the dragon chair should be the current monarch of Yin Shang, Di Yi, that doll he ...... He's Dixin!

Shocked, he slapped his forehead violently, and in disbelief wanted to step forward and scratch these images.

The awkward atmosphere flows.

He thought for a moment and blurted out softly: "Di Xin wasn't taught by Bigan, right?" ”

The woman in white floating above turned her head when she heard the sound, with a shallow smile on her pale face without a trace of blood, her slender and white index finger like a shalf, stroked her chapped lips, and made a silent gesture: "Shhhh He pointed ahead again, motioning for him to take a closer look.

1090 BC.

It was noon, the brilliant light was white and shining, and the people who had no heads and no brains were sweating and dizzy.

In the dazzling Anyang Palace, there are all the maids and maids running around, and the ink is abrupt, and there is a busy scene everywhere.

Only the richly dressed young man hiding in the side hall looked at the busy crowd with an expressionless face, as if he felt that all this had nothing to do with him, and he still didn't know it.

He curled up on his knees on the velvet cushion in front of the desk, staring at the glorious dark wooden planks and bricks in front of him, looking a little lonely and helpless.

The golden and silver light penetrated through the finely carved hollow window, and refracted it sprinkled, hitting the top of his head, and the halo plated on it made him more and more handsome and elegant.

Until someone was in front of him, and called in a low voice: "The ...... of the son"

The young man looked at the warped boots with excellent texture and inlaid with exquisite embroidery, reached out and rubbed his dry eyes, and raised his head. Jiaomei's face was slightly worried and slightly sickly, but her gaze was blazing and bright like a torch.

He stared directly at the visitor, the corners of his mouth squirmed, he bit his lip half-loudly and stubbornly, and hung his head silently.

"The Prince...... What are you doing? The tone was soft and low.

On the resolute face of the young man, his eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but let out a dull low snort from his nose, and a sneer with mockery appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?"

"I told you, and you called me Shoude."

"I hate those two words." The young man's emotions were quite excited, and his tone was resentful.

Bigan, as always, smiled warmly at the handsome young man in front of him, and stroked the top of his head with his white fingertips: "Silly boy, tell me, what's wrong?" ”

Bigan's sunny and warm tone moved him.

Di Xin put his face on his knees, his shoulders twitched slightly, he involuntarily pulled the corners of his clothes, and muttered indistinctly: "My father has never liked me, every time he sees me, he will pull down his face, no matter how good I do, he will always look at me as kindly as his brother." Now, my father wants to move the capital again, but I'm afraid, I don't want to go to that strange place, I don't want to leave Anyang. ”

Listening to Di Xin's vague words, he was stunned, after all, he was still a child, he thought, very sensitive.

Bigan Qing's slender fingers couldn't help patting him on the shoulder, and sat side by side with him in the same posture, looking at the dazzling rays of light that spilled in, listening to the chaotic pace outside, he showed a signature smile to Di Xin.

"Thou art the heir, and thou shalt inherit the throne in the future, and the king shall say thou hast commanded thy bandits, and thou shalt speak to thy bandits, and what father shall not love his children?" He said.

He got up slowly, walked to the window, suddenly opened, there was no shelter, the dazzling sunlight shone in unscrupulously, he looked at the fiery red halo could not hide the pale face of Di Xin, and laughed coldly in his heart: "After staying in one place for a long time, there are more people who are greedy for money and pleasure." ”

He knew that he was cowardly, and he never dared to say these words to others, except for the young man in front of him.

"We have to eat, develop the economy, the land has to be more fertile, and we have to find more copper sources, so that our strength can be enhanced, so that we can level the east and dominate the world."

Di Xin stared at him for a moment, lowered his eyelids, and a hint of imperative was fleeting in his eyes.

He didn't speak, his back to the sun, just looked at him, the smile on his lips carved deeper, and it was very gentle.

Bigan raised his eyes to look up at the condescending and prosperous young emperor sitting on the dragon chair, looking at his skillful review of the recitals, that lofty and arrogant posture, in a blink of an eye, he was no longer the child who needed to be taught by others.

In the empty and lonely palace, only the rustling sound could be heard, and the young emperor, who was watching everything, suddenly threw out the piece in his hand and scolded Xibohou: "This damn old man, he is so old and restless. ”

He was stunned, stepped to pick up the piece that was thrown to the ground, and some of it was out of shape, slowly opened it, swept his eyes, and even sneered a little, Ji Chang's ambition had long been obvious, but he didn't expect to be so bold.

He closed the movement in his hand, thought for a moment, and looked at him and smiled softly.

"In addition to Ji Chang, the strength of the Su tribe can be co-opted."

In fact, there are many ways to win over the Yousu tribe, but he never thought that he would wave the army with Su.

Su was defeated and got a lot of materials, in order to cooperate between the two sides, Su presented the beautiful Su Daji to Emperor Xinjin.

After that, he summoned Boyi to face the saint and imprisoned him in Yin Shang.

In the end, in the name of flirting with Daji, the first heir of Xibohou was successfully removed.

Bo Yi Kao's death, how could it not be Ji Chang's murder with a knife, after all, it was his own son, where did he do it. But if Bo Yi can't die, how can Ji Fa's inheritance be justified?

Over the years, Bai Huang Yue, Jin Ge Iron Horse's horse life, waving his army to Dongyi and expanding the Central Plains, he has been mired in a quagmire, paralyzed his nerves, and has become gloomy, indifferent, and moody.

1063 B.C., Chaoge.

The clouds are dense, the glow is colorful, and the golden luan treasure hall decorated with yellow colored glazed tiles is dazzling.

On the cyan glazed stone bricks, the elegant and handsome man in white looked at the emperor who was high above, his obsidian eyes were gentle and delicate, and he brushed his sleeves like flowing water, bowing slightly.

He smiled coldly in his heart, his resolute face swept away all emotions, and he quietly observed the people in the main hall.

"Your Majesty, the Taishi's demons confuse the public and endanger the order of the country, so he must be eliminated as soon as possible." The courtiers in the court did not change their faces, and slowly rebuked reasonably.

The middle-aged Di Xin sat on the dragon chair in a dark half-length robe, looking at everyone condescendingly. He swept around the crowd lightly, didn't care, his hanging eyes couldn't help but rise, and fell sharply on the man kneeling in the center of the hall.

He has grown up, and he has already reached the twilight of his life, his original black and thick hair is covered with mottled white hair, and his old face can vaguely see the handsome and beautiful young man.

He stared at him with a complicated expression, and slowly spoke: "Taishi, do you have any rebuttals. ”

"If the Lord does not admonish him, he is not loyal, he is afraid of death and he is not brave, and if he does not admonish him, he will die, and he will be loyal." His gently fluttering tone, generous and powerful, slowly fell on the tip of his heart, lingering.

Listening to his unusual tone, Di Xin was shocked, his resolute face frowned, his thin lips that seemed a little pale squirmed slightly, and his hands tightened involuntarily.

The sturdy-looking minister raised his chin, took a sip, and said with a terrible mouth: "The king is the master of the world, and he is very sensitive when he hears it, how can he destroy its three righteousness as the Taishi said?" ”

"Your Majesty, such stubborn people should be slain with their hearts."

"Does the Taishi really want to be like this?" The vague words made people scratch their heads for a while, and only Bigan, who was kneeling on the ground, knew that the king, whom he had supported all his life, saw through his thoughts.

"No"

"I heard that the saint's heart has seven knots, and there are all kinds of faith?" Di Xin was furious, staring at him and sneering.

Bigan looked at the young and promising emperor steadily, was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled, his eyes were gentle, just like when he was a child before, he always liked to follow him, smiling as warm as the sun, and his eyes were gentle.

His virtue has grown up, and he is no longer the boy who hid in the corner and cried alone, but he will not need him anymore.

The bronze willow leaf knife in his hand was fast, stabbing straight into his chest, and red blood splattered along the slender and thin blade, staining everyone's eyes.

Di Xin stared at everything in front of him in disbelief, dumbfounded.

He forgot to react in a daze, and sat dumbfounded, unable to move.

"Your Majesty...... Are you satisfied? Bigan smiled lightly and muttered to himself intermittently.

He died, ripping out his own heart himself.

Never again teach him with a smile.

Di Xin looked at the terrifying scene in front of him, came back to his senses, and rushed over in a panic and eagerly.

I watched as the bloody heart he held in his hand slowly slid down and rolled on the dark wooden floor. He wanted to scream wildly, his face distorted, but he couldn't utter a word.

The thick fishy sweetness filled the entire palace, and even the minister who had just 'righteous words' swallowed his saliva and turned his head away, not daring to look directly, he really didn't expect that Bigan would cut his stomach in front of him.

He stared at the missing heart, like a bloody mouth and a hollow chest, and waved his hand weakly, and the other people rushed out.

"What is loyalty? What is loyalty? He muttered to himself in a trance.

All the pretended good calm is still no match for the impulses that can't help it.

Di Xin's body shook, knelt down, picked up the body that was gradually becoming cold, held it in his arms, tried to wake him up, and couldn't help frowning and laughing: "Why? Why do you have to force me? They forced me and you forced me, why...... Uncle? ”

In the silent hall, Di Xin's blood-stained fingers gently caressed the old face in his arms, and closed his huge eyes that were sloppy.

"Why are you so stubborn?"

He rubbed his sore eyes, but he didn't want to see the tears in his eyes, and looked down to catch a glimpse of the silk satin leaking out of his robe.

He gently took out the white brocade with excellent texture, stared at the handwriting soaked in it, squeezed it tightly, and was silent for a long time, as if he had made a great determination, the faint sandalwood fragrance on the brocade was the same as the one on his body, and the fragrance was good.

Carefully opened, the handwriting on it was neat and vigorous. I still vaguely remember that when he taught him to write, he was always reluctant, crying and wanting to go out to play, and every time he wanted to sneak out, he would always be caught red-handed.

was embarrassed and refused to give in to admit his mistakes, and when he was at a loss, his red little face was full of seriousness and told him that he was the heir.

He always stroked his head and smiled softly and said, "Whenever this happens, you know that you are the heir." ”

After reading the silk carefully, his pupils constricted, and he laughed madly.

The narrow eyes flickered with unknown emotions.

He grabbed it and fell to the ground without a beating heart, got up and threw it directly in the container next to him in resentment.

His pupils were as black and shiny as black jade, but he had no focus, looking at the corpse lying on the ground, his face was sad and he smiled: "Uncle, is this what you want?" Let me truly be alone. ”

He said: "Conspiracy, power, open strife, and secret fighting, politics is involuntarily broken. ”

He taught him how to play with power.

He said: "You should be powerful, uphold the law fairly, and be loyal and forgiving." ”

Home-minded? He thought he was doing a good job...... But after all, it is still arrogant.

He said: "I want to see Shoude become a real man and dominate the world. ”

Over the years, he has been with him, teaching him to punish evil and calm the world.

Although faced with such a real picture, Song Di really couldn't accept it, which was very different from his cognition. He silently thought and complained in his heart.

She poked him in the shoulder, so frightened that he almost jumped up, and in the face of his horrified expression, she raised an eyebrow and smiled, and slowly handed the bronze in her hand.

The slightest cold touch came, and with the white and spicy sun's rays, Song Di carefully looked at the objects in his hands, and carved the textures on them vividly with fine and skillful techniques.

Looking at its familiar form, he thought about it carefully, and his eyes widened in vain, and he couldn't help but clench the bronze vessel in his hand, the uneven puncture on it made his palm hurt, he inhaled and exhaled deeply, and his elegant and handsome face grew puzzled.

How...... How so?

Bloody wind and rain, the ninth year of King Wu, Ji Shi Shi went east to Mengjin, the princes came unexpectedly as many as more than 800, King Wu judged the situation, united 11 weak countries in the west to attack Yin Shang, defeated the merchant army in Makino, known as the Battle of Makino.

A large number of Dongyi captives who surrendered were unstable and temporarily defected.

They waved their swords and shouted: "Get rid of the tyrant, cut down, cut down the ......"

The emperor, who was no longer young, was obviously accustomed to victory, but when the news of the defeat in front came, he was shocked.

Chaoge, Lutai.

Di Xin raised his head slightly, the jade toad tonight is so good, he thought.

But he seemed to faintly hear the shrill sound of horns, the clashing of cold metal weapons, and the terrible screams of those who wanted him dead.

The clear moonlight refracted through the layers of clouds and mist, and in such a dark night, his martial and handsome figure was blurred with his back to the only light in the night.

With a long sigh of relief, he remembered that a long, long time ago, that person would always smile softly at him, and it seemed like a world away.

He thought, "That's fine, that's the end of everything."

The sky was faint, and the raging fire with teeth and claws connected the sky and the earth, like a ghost with a blue face and fangs, ferociously devouring the golden and brilliant thousand-foot deer platform, the golden fire reflected the whole space, and the voices of the people who burned were a little rough and hoarse.

Ji Fa led the army to attack Chaoge loudly, and the crowd in the city was bustling and cheering happily.

The voice is noisy, there is regret, there is abuse.

"Is that guy dead?"

"If Lord Bigan is here, perhaps, he won't die, and Yin Shang won't be able to die in the country!"

……

"Your Majesty...... The king ...... "Su Daji's face was anxious, and her hair was messy, and she roared hoarsely in the dry fire that burned out of control.

The tiny particles of smoke suspended in the air dispersed from the raging fire, and as the flames flowed, they attacked the depressed man like crazy.

"Your Majesty ......" Su Daji hid her snort to prevent her from breathing more smoke and dust, looked at the depressed and helpless man in front of her, and called in a choked voice.

He sat quietly on the ground, staring intently at the pitch-black building painted by the flames, and his hollow eyes were full of unbridled rushing flames.

"Uncle...... Bigan ......" He tilted his head, muttering to himself over and over again intently and unconsciously, his pale face red and hot under the refraction of the blazing golden fire, and he looked a little crazy.

Daji listened to the call of no one beside him, full of sadness, hooked his lips and smiled bitterly, and there was some disheartened sneer in his faint tone: "Heh, the king has been using me all these years, right? Let everyone in the world think that you are good at wine and lewdness. ”

She grabbed her collar, her muscles bulging, and she felt her heart twitching so badly that it was as if she were ...... It's like you're dying.

The fire grew more and more frenzied, as if it had been witchcrafted, raging uncontrollably.

She didn't say a word, her dirty hand that was smoked by the thick smoke reached out and pulled Di Xin's hand that had long been unable to see the lines, her fingers interlocked, and she looked at him generously for the first time, her eyes were full of softness, and her uneasy heart suddenly settled down.

In 1046 B.C., Emperor Xin and his queen Su Daji were **** in Lutai.

"I want to ...... Daji loves the king! The corners of Song Di's mouth were slightly raised, and he looked at the woman floating above with a little bitterness, and made a low and deep voice.

Hearing his muttering, she turned around, tilted her head and smiled unexpectedly, her expression was so coquettish, and she thought she was so cute.

She narrowed her narrow Danfeng eyes, and danced her light, uncontrollable and soft body in the wind. With an elegant posture, it fluttered like a floating cloud, and finally suspended in a position balanced with Song Di. With her arms folded around her knees and her thin jaws resting on her laps, she curled up in a baby's pose, her thick black hair pouring down, and the wind gently swept through her body, blowing away the soft brocade-like strands of hair that floated around.

The faint fragrance diffused and refreshed her heart, and her pale, almost transparent face overflowed with a smile, seductive.

Song Di looked at the clear woman in front of her in a daze, couldn't help but lose her mind, and reached out to touch the flying and swimming hair, the touch of her fingertips was like a fine jade.

"Hee-hee...... You guess? There was a hint of teasing in his brisk tone.

She was silent for a moment, and said with emotion: "Yes, what woman would not like a wise man." ”

Catching up with her smart black eyes like a pool of pure flowing spring water, his breathing paused, slowly pulled back his thoughts, straightened his body, and gently rubbed his fingertips on the vessel with colorful patina in his hand, and he could no longer see the original vivid pattern, Song Di pursed his lips, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his expression was full of confusion.

She had clean and slender fingers like shaved onions, pulled her loose hair, stared at Song Di who looked puzzled, and smiled sweetly: "You ...... What's wrong? ”

Song Di replied softly, and hurriedly explained: "The Heavenly Death Gui is the time vessel of the Wu King, also known as 'Dafeng Gui' and 'Diandun', which was unearthed in Yixian County, Shaanxi Province during the Daoguang period, and is now collected in the National Museum of China in Beijing. ”

"Gui height 24.2 centimeters, caliber size 21 centimeters, bottom diameter 18.5 centimeters, four beast ears, drooping in Fang Er, drum belly deeper, circle foot and cast in the square seat, the whole body is engraved with dragon pattern, the body and the square seat are decorated with two pairs of opposite Kui pattern, its body curls, like a snail, the carving is lifelike. This kind of four-eared square seat bronze ancient relics is a unique style in the early Western Zhou Dynasty, and how did it appear in Yin Shang, not to mention that this thing has no similarity in height and size except for the form, what should be the solution? ”

Hearing this, she didn't answer his question, her good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and the corners of her white and slightly green chapped mouth were upturned, as if she was mocking and helpless.

She was silent for a moment, her posture light and soft spun upward, very light, as if she was trying to find a point of focus.

After a while, she sighed and said in a calm tone: "Probably, all people will think like you, right?" ”

Song Di subconsciously widened his eyes, subconsciously clenched the Heavenly Death Statue in his hand, and looked at her suspiciously, could it be that there are some unknown factors in this? He thought.

She slanted a pair of slender and bright eyes, glanced at Song Di with an indifferent expression, and let out a soft snort from her nose, as if disdainful. She was suspended in the air, looking down at him, as if she felt that her demeanor just now was a little unpretty, but it annoyed him, so she blinked her eyes and said, "That Heavenly Death Statue in Beijing is indeed a thing of the Western Zhou Dynasty. ”

"Oh?"

"The one in your hand...... Oh, that's the thing that held his heart after Bigan's heart. She glanced at Luo Chen without a trace, and said in a faint and gentle tone.

When Song Di heard this, he was shocked, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he said, "This ...... How is this possible? ”

She smiled softly, and her expression seemed to be regretful, yes, who would believe it?

He didn't believe in this, as a Marxist-Leninist-educated professional, he should believe in those data that have been scientifically and scientifically identified, but he still couldn't control his desire to get something from her, and he grew crazy.

He pondered for a while, and asked in a trembling voice, "What about ...... Why is this thing in the middle of a barren mountain? ”

"Oh...... Don't you see? In a fit of rage, Di Xin threw Bigan's heart into a vessel, which happened to be the death of the heavens. ”

Later, Emperor Xin ordered people to worship him. Bigan's loyalty is immeasurable, if he cultivates one day, maybe he will rebel against the Zhou Dynasty for Yin Shang. Later, Jiang Taigong was ordered to seal it, and for thousands of years, it ...... After all, it is to be reborn in the world. ”

"After the Zhou Wu Wang Ji sent out the Shang, in order to deter Bigan, he ordered people to create another piece of Heavenly Death, which has an inscription on the inner bottom of the Heavenly Chamber', which is the room of heavenly death, so as to sacrifice his father, inform him of the success of the Shang, and perceive the impermanence of the Mandate of Heaven from the death of the Shang, and worry about the eternal protection of the Mandate of Heaven of the Zhou Dynasty."

She pointed to the vessel in his hand, and her tone became sarcastic: "There is another reason that only King Wu of Zhou himself knows, he wants to humiliate Di Xin, look, kill Bo Yi Kao, his yellow finch is not as easy to destroy Yin Shang, he wants to proudly tell others that Yin Shang was destroyed by him." The celebrities who wrote the annals of history had no scruples about evaluating the ancients, but they were just the self-righteousness of some fools. ”

Zigong once hit the nail on the head and said: "If it's not good, it's better to be worse." It is a gentleman who is evil and is indecent, and all the evil in the world is returned. ”

What is the sin of Di Xin? The decline and fall of an empire is a combination of factors. The Zhou people unscrupulously flocked to smear him, making him live forever in abuse and reprimand.

"The Book of Historical Records and Rites" says: Life has desires, and if you want it, you can't be without resentment, and if you are angry and have no measure, you will fight, and if you fight, you will be chaotic." He smiled and said in a rather emotional tone: "Yes, there are thousands of principles for being a human being, not only to nourish and satisfy desires, but also to 'identify' and nurture temperament. ”

Of course, King Wu of Zhou knew the strategy very well, Emperor Xin attacked the Yi of Xuzhou, managed the southeast, and unified Dongyi with the Central Plains, but when Yin Shang could not digest the prisoners, he took advantage of the situation to attack, so that he could easily dominate the world.

Seeing that the figure in front of him was getting fainter and fainter, even the gentle voice gradually became ethereal.

"I forgot to tell you, my name is Bai Yingluo."

Song Di slowly opened his eyes, and the streamer was flying, and the red glow was thousands of miles. The purple and red sunlight refracted through the bustling, verdant branches and leaves, and the wisps of light hit him like broken gold. His expression was gloomy, his eyes were stunned to look at the flowery sky, and a strong arm stretched out, covering his face, blocking the warm and soft light, and his vision became more and more blurred.

"Hey, I'm also self-inflicted, I don't sleep on a good soft bed, but I want to climb the mountain...... The Mediterranean Sea is really, well, what Qinling Mountains to investigate? Guo Ziwei raised his thick eyebrows, moved his waist, and pouted and complained.

Song Di got up, listened to Guo Ziwei's endless complaints, shook his head and smiled helplessly, skillfully packed the simple tent, and did not speak.

Suddenly, he felt the pain of a hard object stabbing his foot. His brows were furrowed, his mood was uneasy, he bent over and gently brushed aside the soft fallen leaves to watch carefully.

His frowning brow instantly turned into an incredible expression, his body shook in vain, his wide eyes were noncommittal, he was stunned for a moment, and a pair of white hands carefully picked it up and looked at it carefully.

He has been studying cultural relics restoration for five years and has a unique vision.

It...... It was clearly exactly the same thing as the one in my dream last night.

His face was full of shock, even if he didn't want to believe it anymore, but the cold touch was so real.

Rubbing the Heavenly Death Curtain in his hand, his face was full of surprise.

The whole person is immersed in another empty and lonely world.