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Zhang Shaoxuan was silent for a moment under Yan Yi's gaze, and then said.

"It seems that there is a force around Zhao Ke that we don't know about." Zhang Shaoxuan stood on the shore, the cold river wind blowing his sleeves, I don't know why, at this time he actually remembered the seven years that the four of them spent in the Jinling River.

"It is rumored that since ancient times, there has always been a force in this world that can control the world, and it will appear at the right time." Yan Yi said that there were not many pedestrians by the river at this time, and a few people here were deserted, only the sound of the wind echoed in their ears.

"Legend has it that power can change a qiē, sir, have you ever heard of the ghost department?"

"I've heard of it." Yan Yi's voice was low and gloomy, his handsome face was immersed in the shadows, Zhang Shaoxuan lowered his head, as if he remembered something, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"In the last years of the previous dynasty, the ghost department was famous in the rivers and lakes, and hundreds of nobles of the previous dynasty died at his hands, and when the prime minister of the dynasty was washed in the blood of the chaotic people, it seems that it is also inextricably linked with the ghost department."

Zhang Shaoxuan naturally knew Yan Yi's identity, so he didn't show a different color, Yan Yi smiled and said: "Shaoxuan is really smart, as soon as you say this, I understand, in short, Yuliang has his own destiny, and naturally he will not be erased lightly, which one of us from this background will be so simple." ”

"Sir is right." Zhang Shaoxuan saluted, at this time the big boat had already reached the shore, Yan Yi stretched out his hand to the big boat, and said, "Since you are here, how about it for me to get together on the boat?" ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

Entering the boat, Yan Lu had already rested, sitting on a small couch, and the incense wafting everywhere was more and more diffuse in the small room.

"Fame and fortune in the world are like this smoke. If you can't touch it, you can't see it in the blink of an eye. Yan Lu's slender fingers flipped over the incense burner.

"Sir."

"Shao Xuan is here?" Yan Lu stood up, and Yan Yi sat where Yan Lu was sitting just now, looking at a game of chess on the small couch. said: "You always say that you can't see or touch that kind of thing, but there are many things in this world that can't be seen or touched. ”

"We have lost our country, we have lost our common glory, and most importantly, we have lost the most important people. You always say you want me to let it go, but do you let it go? ”

Yan Yi's stretched fingers clenched tightly.

Yan Lu didn't speak, the atmosphere was extremely condensed at this time, only the incense burner was still drifting with smoke, Zhang Shaoxuan looked at the drifting smoke, as if he didn't hear the words of the two.

"Shao Xuan, I know your identity, but you were born after the fall of the previous dynasty, and those things have little to do with you? Why embark on such a path of no return? Yan Lu looked at Zhang Shaoxuan, and he turned his head. The gentle smile made Yan Lu think that this was just a young man with a kind temperament.

"What fate does the gentleman know?" At this time, Yan Lu suddenly remembered what the young emperor had said to him many years ago.

"Zilu thinks that as an emperor, I am the greatest luck in this world, but there is still a fate in this world, and I have my fate."

"What the heavens do, mortals do not change, it is fate." Yan Lu said, the ethereal smoke seemed to condense in front of Yan Lu's eyes, and he seemed to feel the eyes of that person.

"Sir said it wonderfully, this is fate. A fate that younger generations can't get rid of. ”

Yan Yi picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, then put it down.

seems to be thinking about something, his eyes always have a bit of nostalgia and the freedom of the world, but more of it is an irresistible fate.

The winter weather is cold and gloomy. At this time, Zhao Ke always remembered very easily that Jinyu was very cold, she always retracted her hands into her sleeves, and then retracted her neck, lying lazily on the recliner.

"Does the prince know how the emperor of the previous dynasty died?"

"Martyrdom?" Zhao Ke said casually. Gonggong Li sneered, stood beside Zhao Ke and said softly: "The emperor of the previous dynasty was mediocre, so naturally he didn't have the courage to commit suicide. ”

"And how did he die?" Zhao Ke is a little interested, although this is a new dynasty, but many previous dynasties were forbidden to mention it by the imperial court in the past, so few people know about this kind of secret. ”

"Being killed by the people of the ghost hall is the highest order from above." Zhao Ke felt a sudden chill appear in his body, he really didn't understand what the snobbery represented behind the ghost hall was, and he could have such great power to destroy a country.

"I'll tell Your Highness the next story." A dangerous smile appeared on Gonggong Li's face, as if he wanted to tell a person who had no ability to protect himself of a news containing great danger, which was this extremely obvious malice.

"The reason why His Royal Highness's father was able to lay down this splendid country in such a short period of time is because he promised them a condition, a condition that no one has ever agreed to since ancient times."

Zhao Ke wanted to ask, what is this condition?

"Your Highness had better not ask, this question is not something His Highness can know, all His Highness needs to know is that he has not fulfilled that condition, so that promise is invalid, and he is about to lose what he has.

Zhao Ke was silent for a moment.

"Why did the previous dynasty perish?"

"Because a woman, a woman who has never appeared before and will never have it in the future, his biggest mistake is to have this woman."

"Concubine Jin?" Zhao Ke asked, Gonggong Li smiled predictively, and said: "Your Highness may not believe it when you say it, but what the slave maid wants to tell His Highness is that the slave maid has seen that Concubine Jin, and the word beautiful seems to have been coined for her." ”

"You, don't look like you're described, seem."

"Too young?"

"Yes." Zhao Ke looked at Gonggong Li's almost dummy-like delicate face, and suddenly felt his scalp tingle

"That dance on the snowy rain flower stage, the slave will never forget it for the rest of her life." At this time, Zhao Ke saw that a human affection finally appeared on Gonggong Li's face, an expression similar to reminiscence.

"Does Your Highness know the original name of the slave?"

"I don't know."

"Li resented,"

"The original of the wish?"

"Resentful resentment."

Zhao Ke suddenly remembered that when he was reading the history books of the former dynasty, he saw a former pilgrimage eunuch, the famous minister Li Yan, if he was still alive, he should have been more than a hundred at this time, and he looked at Li Yan like a dead man.

"To this day I finally believe it, and I believe everything you say." After hearing this, Gonggong Li seemed to want to say something, but his slightly stiff face made a very strange expression at Zhao Ke.

The winter wind was blowing outside the window, and the young cheeks of the sergeant standing guard were red from the wind, but he remained motionless, like a hard stone, and an arrow feather like black lightning passed through the red tassel above the sergeant's head and entered the tent.

The black arrow feather seemed to have eyes and went towards Zhao Ke's heart.

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