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Feng Zhige stands quietly in front of the portrait.

Seeing the woman in the painting, she had some nostalgia on her face, as if she had seen an old person she hadn't seen for many years, with nostalgia and emotion in her eyes.

Although she had expected to meet her former self in her first life, she didn't expect that, first of all, she would find the traces of her past in such a way.

The woman in the portrait is her.

Or rather, that's who she used to be.

The pearl of the Han clan patriarch who has been inherited for hundreds of years is a woman who has played an absolutely irreplaceable role in the establishment of the Dawu Dynasty.

Coldin.

Feng Zhige's eyes were a little confused.

More than 20 years have passed, and if she hadn't seen this portrait here, I'm afraid she wouldn't have remembered what she was like at the beginning.

This is the first meeting between a brand-new Fengzhi song and the former Hansu.

It is the beginning, and it also means an end.

After a long time, Feng Zhige let out a faint sigh.

Then she took three sticks of incense from the altar, lit them and inserted them into the censer.

"Since you're already here, why don't you come out and meet you?" Seeing the green smoke gradually drifting onto the portrait, Feng Zhige suddenly spoke.

If there are outsiders present, they must feel a little frightened, obviously there is no one, is she talking to the woman in the portrait?

It turns out that Feng Zhige is not talking to himself.

But after a while, I saw a slightly old figure come out of the shadows.

The man was wearing a flying fish suit, with a black wing crown on his head, although his face was no longer young, the momentum on his body that was difficult for ordinary people to reach was not restrained at all.

"I thought you wouldn't have come to me so early." The man looked at Feng Zhige's back, the excitement and excitement in his eyes were quite obvious, and it took a long time to reluctantly suppress this agitated mood and speak as calmly as possible.

Feng Zhige turned around and took a look at the people in the hall through the not very bright light. Then he said, "You're old." ”

Just this sentence made people's eyes wet, and he looked at the girl in front of him who was obviously completely unfamiliar, but he called him an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He said softly, "But you're young." ”

After speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the slight strangeness that they had not seen for many years dissipated in this smile.

Seeing the old man, Feng Zhige's eyebrows and eyes softened a lot. She said: "In the past 20 years, I have worked hard for you to stay in that deep palace alone." ”

The person who came took two steps forward, and the light shone on his face, and it was Gonggong Lin, the chief eunuch who was the most favored by Zhao Tiannan in the palace.

The eunuch with the palm print of the celebrant eunuch, not to mention those concubines who have no heirs in the palace, even the queen of the middle palace and the queen mother, who has never taken the palace people seriously, have to sell him a few thin noodles.

In the palace, being able to get to the current step of Gonggong Lin is the limit of the inner servant. With the status of Gonggong Lin who is relied on by the emperor, if it is known that Feng Zhige's evaluation is actually "hard work", I don't know what they will think.

However, Gonggong Lin didn't think that Feng Zhige was wrong at all, he nodded lightly, "But now it seems that a single qiē is worth it." ”

After saying this, Gonggong Lin turned his head to look at the portrait hanging on the wall, "In the past twenty years, every fifteenth day of the new year. I will go to Huangjue Temple and personally offer incense to you. ”

Over the years, no matter how high the status of the magnates used, no matter what kind of means they used, no one has ever been able to get the head incense of this Huangjue Temple. Think about it, who can have such a big means except for the one who sits firmly in the palace?

And those incense sticks that were intercepted today were all used to enshrine in front of this portrait.

If anyone can hear the conversation between the two, it will definitely feel very weird.

Xiangyan. Isn't that all the treatment that only the dead can enjoy, but Feng Zhige was obviously standing in front of Gonggong Lin at this time, but Gonggong Lin bluntly said that he would incense her every month, isn't this very weird?

Feng Zhige didn't feel a little weird, she followed Lin Gonggong's line of sight, and finally fell on the portrait, the red between the eyebrows of the girl in Tsing Yi was cold.

This portrait was made by Zhao Tiannan himself.

So, what she sees now represents the cheap guilt in the heart of the man who is now sitting on the dragon chair?

Thinking like this in his heart, Feng Zhige's tone was a little more disapprehensive when he spoke, "Is he showing his remorse or guilt?" Who did you deliberately make these things out for? Himself, or you old people around him? ”

Speaking of later, Feng Zhige was often disdainful in his words.

Zhao Tiannan, he thought that before he used the precious head incense in the Huangjue Temple to offer her portrait every day, he would be able to cover up the things he had wanted to do or had done?

Gonggong Lin also laughed, not thinking that there was anything wrong with Feng Zhige being so disrespectful when he mentioned the current emperor.

"Who knows?" Lin Gong was fair, and then turned his head to look at Feng Zhige, "You are still you." ”

Even if you are really reincarnated, even if the appearance of the girl in front of you is no longer what you remember, there are some things that cannot be changed by time.

Feng Zhige smiled when he heard it, not the kind of smile like a mask in front of outsiders, but the smile that really reached the bottom of his eyes.

Facing the portrait, her hands opened suddenly, as if just one movement would immediately take the whole world into her arms, "Of course I am still me, even if I live and die, I can't change." ”

Due to the suddenness of the movement, the sleeves on Feng Zhige's arms slipped a section towards his elbows, revealing a white and smooth forearm.

It's just a teenage girl, but she just has the momentum of giving up who else.

The look of relief in Gonggong Lin's eyes flashed quickly, and the unsubsided enthusiasm quickly conveyed from his eyes to his heart.

No one knows how much joy Gonggong Lin has in his heart at this time, twenty years of waiting, he once thought that he might not be able to wait for this day in his life, but God still cares about them in the end, he really waited for a miracle!

The resurrection of man from the dead, this is a miracle, and what is it?

In the eyes of the world, the image of Gonggong Lin is the taciturn but deeply trusted husband of the Son of Heaven next to the Son of Heaven of the Great Wu Dynasty, but few people know that Gonggong Lin. He used to contribute to the establishment of the Dawu Dynasty together with today's sons.

Like Zhao Tiannan, Gonggong Lin was also born poor, and he was unwilling to change the status quo because of fate, so after Zhao Tiannan showed his prominence in the troubled times. He resolutely joined the military and vowed to use his own hands to fight for a better future for future generations.

People with ideals will be especially motivated to do anything.

This is the case with Lin Gonggong.

For the ambition in his heart, Gonggong Lin can be called a fierce man who is not afraid of death on the battlefield, and he was also a fierce general under Zhao Tiannan at the beginning.

It's just that. Unfortunately, during a battle, Lin Gonggong was seriously wounded and buried in the pile of dead.

It was the middle of winter, and the wilderness was covered with a layer of silver in goose feathers and snow, and in such weather, another battle was lost, and the morale of the army was low, so naturally no one would want to go out to clean up the battlefield.

The purpose of cleaning up the battlefield was to see if he could find the survivors of his side, but the battle of Nana was the most tragic battle in the history of Zhao Tiannan's army. The result was almost total annihilation.

Not only that, under such a snowstorm, even if there are still some lucky ones who still have a breath left, I am afraid they will freeze to death early.

After all, they are all dead, and under the ice and snow is a good place to bury bones, so why do you need to check again?

The vast majority of people think this way, except for cold vegetarian.

If it weren't for the people Han Su insisted on leading to clean up the battlefield at that time, and pulled Gonggong Lin, who was still breathing, out of the pile of dead, I'm afraid that Gonggong Lin would really be buried in the ice and snow as those people thought.

Merely. Although Gonggong Lin was lucky to pick up a life, he could only be regarded as a crippled person because he was injured in a critical place.

Even after so many years, Grandpa Lin still remembers the sympathetic or gloating eyes of those people at the beginning.

Someone is pitiful to him. suffered such an unwarranted disaster, although his life was saved, it was equivalent to losing the dignity of a man from now on.

Some people also laughed at him mercilessly, even if he picked up a life from the battlefield, he couldn't be regarded as a complete man now, and it was better to die on the battlefield in the first place.

That was probably the most painful period of Grandpa Lin's life.

He also thought about killing himself. was woken up by Han Su's words.

Han Su said: "Whether you can make contributions and change your destiny depends on your own will, not whether you have the following things." Could it be that with this flaw, you will become a soft-footed shrimp from now on? If that's the case, then I should really regret that I shouldn't have turned you out of the dead man's pile in the first place. ”

If Han Su turned Lin Gonggong out of the pile of dead people to extend his life, then her words undoubtedly saved Lin Gonggong's almost collapsed soul.

Since then, Lin Gonggong has reversed his previous depression, and he has killed the enemy on the battlefield as before, even more courageous and hardworking than before.

Later, the Dawu Dynasty was established, and Zhao Tiannan rewarded these founding heroes for their meritorious deeds after ascending the throne.

If you only look at the merits, Gonggong Lin is actually not inferior to people like Duke An Guogong and Marquis Weiyuan, Zhao Tiannan originally wanted to give him a title, but he was rejected by Gonggong Lin.

He joined the army at the beginning, in order to fight for a better future for future generations, but now he is crippled, and it is impossible to have children and grandchildren, so what is the use of him wanting these riches and glory?

Gonggong Lin was actually preparing to ask Zhao Tiannan for his resignation and return to his hometown for the rest of his life.

But after the wedding day of Zhao Tiannan and Han Su was confirmed, he reversed his previous thoughts, found Zhao Tiannan, and took the initiative to ask to enter the palace to be an attendant by Zhao Tiannan's side.

The chamberlains are all handicapped people, and in the eyes of the powerful, these people are even more inferior than those things that cannot be put on the stage.

Although Gonggong Lin is indeed disabled, he is different from these chamberlains, he is a meritorious person who has made countless meritorious contributions to the Dawu Dynasty, how could Zhao Tiannan let the heroes of the Dawu Dynasty enter the palace to do such a thing, so he sternly refused at that time.

But Father-in-law Lin finally succeeded in convincing Zhao Tiannan.

That's what Grandpa Lin said.

"Your Majesty, what is the situation of Weichen, even if no one says it on the surface, I am afraid that everyone knows it clearly in private, and Weichen has long been out of mind. Now this beautiful Dawu Dynasty, to say a brave word, there is also a share of Weichen, Weichen is really reluctant to leave like this, so he also asked the emperor to answer Weichen's request. Let Weichen continue to stay by the emperor's side, and watch what kind of splendid and prosperous the emperor will run our Dawu Dynasty. ”

Faced with Gonggong Lin's true feelings, Zhao Tiannan was also very moved, and finally agreed to Gonggong Lin's request.

Grandpa Lin actually didn't understand why he had already decided to leave. But he still insisted on staying after hearing the news, and in this way.

But he thought that for that kind of person, even if everyone looked at him with disdain and ridicule, he could still treat him as a normal person. The decision was worth it.

Although he can't do much, as long as he can stay close to her, even if it can only block some predictable dark battles in the harem for her, he is willing.

In Gonggong Lin's heart, such a clean person should not be tainted by the invisible wars of the harem.

Yes, Gonggong Lin has always believed that the pure cold was a very clean person.

Even if everyone knows, maybe the blood on Han Su's hands. More than anyone else.

It's just that what Gonggong Lin didn't expect was that the person he wanted to protect with the rest of his life couldn't wait for the day when he really entered the harem, and suddenly disappeared from the world in that way.

Even today, so many years later, Gonggong Lin doesn't know how to describe how he felt at the beginning.

Shocked, saddened, angry, incredulous......

If it weren't for the sentence "I will come back" left by Han Su back then, I'm afraid Gonggong Lin wouldn't know what he would do when he was out of control.

Since then. In the past, the hero of the Dawu Dynasty became a father-in-law in the palace, and even, with the passage of time, the feats he made back then. They are also gradually forgotten.

People only regard Grandpa Lin as just an ordinary father-in-law in the palace, even though he has become the head of the chamberlain.

No one remembers that Gonggong Lin had his life in the following decades because of whom.

For more than 20 years, Gonggong Lin has been in the palace from the prime of life to now he is already old, but at least. Before he closed his eyes, he finally waited for the person he was waiting for.

What a blessing.

Gonggong Lin, who was silent and unsmiling in the eyes of everyone in the palace, remembered the past many years ago, and finally couldn't hold back the dampness and heat in his eyes, but then, he raised his hand and wiped away his tears with the sleeve of the flying fish suit he was wearing.

It's just that the tears in his eyes make him look particularly blurry when he looks at her figure.

He has waited for so many years to get back, even if it is only for a moment, how can he be willing to see her clearly?

Seeing this, Feng Zhige sighed softly, no matter how much her heart was like a rock, when she saw these old people, her heart was always warm.

If it weren't for the concern of so many people, why did she have to crawl out of the endless darkness?

Raised his hand and patted Gonggong Lin lightly on the shoulder, Feng Zhige's original intention was to comfort him, but because the height of the two was obviously not matched at this time, she even had to tiptoe slightly.

If this scene is seen by outsiders, I am afraid that this scene of the reversal of the characters will be particularly funny.

The silence lasted for a long time.

After a long time, when the incense burned out and turned into a little new ash in the incense burner, Lin Gonggong calmed down.

"I have to go." Looking at Feng Zhige, Gonggong Lin had a lot of reluctance in his eyes.

However, in just a moment, Gonggong Lin took away all the reluctance in his heart.

From death to life, more than 20 years have passed, so why does he care about waiting for so long?

Presumably, it won't be long before the girl in front of her will be as bright as she was more than twenty years ago, shining enough to make everyone close their eyes.

As for the current prosperous Dawu Dynasty, will there be any changes because of her actions......

Heh, Gonggong Lin sneered.

Most of the credit for the establishment of this Great Martial Dynasty lies with her, even if she really wants to destroy this Great Martial Dynasty now, who has the qualifications to say half a "no"?

Besides, speaking of which, there are many more people who have lost to her in this world than she has lost in this world, so even if she wants to get justice for herself, it's normal, isn't it?

Just as Li Wu and Han Qingyan always firmly believed in their masters, Gonggong Lin never doubted that if she really wanted to do something, she might not be able to do it.

In the hearts of these people who have always believed in it, the cold Su of the past, and the Fengzhi song of today, have become the existence of general faith.

Feng Zhige glanced at the portrait on the wall again, and his eyes returned to calm, "I have to go out too, you should be careful in the palace, after all, our majesty has always been a suspicious person." ”

Gonggong Lin nodded lightly, and finally glanced at Feng Zhige deeply, and then he disappeared into the darkness as he came, and left quietly out of nowhere.

Feng Zhige turned around, leaving behind the portrait and the fading green smoke in the air.

When Feng Zhige returned to the main hall, Mu Qingwan had already listened to the monks of Huangjue Temple finish reciting the scriptures, compared to yesterday, Mu Qingwan's mental state at this time was undoubtedly much better, and the whole body exuded from the peace and leisurely in his heart.

No matter whether this pillar of incense has any miraculous effects, as long as it can relieve Mu Qingwan's pain for many days, in Feng Zhige's opinion, it will be worth her so much effort.

Getting up from the futon, Mu Qingwan couldn't help but show a heartfelt smile when he saw Feng Zhige.

At this time, the temple rang the bell again, which means that the temple door is about to be opened, and the good men and women who have come from all over the world are about to enter the halls to offer incense.

Mu Qingwan is not a flamboyant person, and she doesn't want to be known that she snatched the head pillar incense of Huangjue Temple, and walked out of the hall with Feng Zhige's hand. (To be continued.) )